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sanjoongie · 1 year

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Sex and Embers and Frost

A ~Cotton Tails and Simmering Fires~ Series

ღAuthor's Note: this is an idea that was cooked up between @starlitmark and me. I was very excited to breath life into the opening of this world with these alt/emo/goth/punk hybrid dragon boyos. Hopefully you love them just as much as mia and i do😭

ღPairing: Dragon hybrid! Hwa x Bunny Hybrid! reader (f) x Dragon hybrid! San ღGenre: smut with no plot ღAu: hybrid au, strangers to lovers ღWord Count: 3,921 ღWarnings: oral (f receiving), temperature play, hair pulling, biting, hints to predator/prey play, breast play, squirting, cum eating, size kink, penetrative sex without barrier, double penetration, anal sex (f receiving), dacryphilia, hints towards mxm, degradation kink, creampie, overstimulation, mfm orgasm(s) ღRated: 18+ MDNI ღSummary: when your bunny friends drag you to an Gothic club and didn't tell you, so you dressed up in your typical preppy fit, not expecting to catch the eyes of two hybrid dragons ღMasterlist ღNext Chapter ღDedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland, @flurrys-creativity &@songmingisthighs thank you for all beta-ing.

When they first meet~

Your blue eyes scanned the beauty that was the club that your friends had dragged you to. The Gothic arches were gorgeous and the cross-eyed gargoyles added to the aesthetic but… you picked at your skirt and winced. You were dressed in your typical pink and white, that offset your white ears and blue eyes, being a bunny hybrid, but it was making you stick out like a sore thumb in this goth club.

Unfortunately, because you had taken the time to observe your surroundings, you had wound up separated from your friends. This gave the perfect opportunity, however, for two very interested dragon hybrids to, for lack of a better term, to pounce on you.

A hand descended on your shoulder and you jumped in the air in surprise. You had been so hyper focused on the architecture that your sense of your surroundings had been dulled and you had been caught unaware.

A low, male chuckle sounded from behind you. “You look a little lost there, Hops. This isn’t your typical crowd is it?”

Your eyes widened at the man who had turned you around. His jelly-pink lips had a ring piercing, and it was safe to say, that wasn’t the only thing that stood out about the man. There were scales along his hairline, near his temple and scattered along his cheekbones, that were a shiny, deep purple. And his eyes were silver and slit like a lizard--your brain screamed to you that he was a dragon hybrid and most certainly a predator animal.

You shook your head and attempted to stand a little straighter. "I'm actually here with my fluffle--"

"Fluffle," he echoed you, "Cute."

You teetered on your heels uncertainly. "I think I'll--"

"Oh, you're not leaving us, are you, Hops?" Another man came to lean over the first dragon hybrid’s shoulder, hand hooked on the other’s broad shoulder. His long hair was tied up halfway, with strands framing his face and the lower half still left hanging. His scaling was black but iridescent and his slitted eyes were an electric blue. “I just got here.”

The purple hybrid’s chin set stubbornly at the black hybrid joining. “I got this, Seonghwa,” He said flatly.

Seonghwa put the hand that was on the purple hybrid’s shoulder on his head and ruffled his hair. “What’s wrong, San? Don’t feel like sharing tonight?”

Your eyes darted from one man to the other, trying to keep an eye on the predators in front of you. Your heart was beating out of your chest. But when your tongue came out to nervously lick your lips, both dragon hybrids narrowed their eyes on the motion. Your tongue froze at the corner of your mouth, an instinct to remain still when such a moment occurred.

San went back to frowning, “Hwa!”

Seonghwa smirked confidently. “Why don’t we leave it up to her, hmm?” Seonghwa circumvented San and was now standing in front of you. His size was underlined by the fact that he had to tip your chin to get you to make eye contact with him. You could feel your ears going flat. “How about it, Hops? Let’s go back to our lair and you can decide who you prefer the most.”

You were trembling and your stomach was curling and before your better judgment could kick in--you slowly nodded your head. “Please,” You whimpered.

Both dragon hybrids smirked and you shuddered in Seonghwa’s grasp. “Perfect,” He said happily, “Let’s go.”

Your mind was a whirl and the traveling between the club to their apartment was inconsequential compared to the position you were in right now. Your tiny body was sat between San’s legs. He was currently peppering kisses from the slope of your shoulder up your neck and back again. He had discovered it was an erogenous area for you and wouldn’t leave it alone once he did. His ringed hands were holding your thighs apart, firmly so, because Seonghwa was kneeling between both your legs.

“Stop squirming, Hops,” San growled, “Or I’m going to fuck you before Seonghwa can prep you fully.”

Seonghwa made eye contact with San from below, “That’s hot.”

“Shut up, Hwa,” San snapped with no real heat behind it.

“Be a good bunny for me, hmm?” Seonghwa said while his eyes were on your core where your panties still covered it, “I want all your cute noises. Don’t deny me them, okay?”

You were nodding. You had no idea what Seonghwa had in store for you but you did know that you loved the way San’s hands felt holding your thighs apart and those plush lips on your skin.

Seonghwa’s hands almost held your leg reverently as his eyes rolled up to meet yours and his lips touched your skin. One minute he was leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin there and the next you watched a curl of mist leave his mouth. You frowned, because you could have sworn it was similar to a breath you would exhale in the dead of winter and then you were distracted by a flash of silver--was that a ball from a tongue piercing? You squealed as cold metal touched your skin.

San's fingers dug into your thighs, holding you even wider. "Something wrong, little bunny?" The next time his lips touched your neck, his lip ring felt abnormally warm, almost hot and you yelped.

"Wh-what's going on?" You couldn't help but stutter.

"We're dragons," San said simply, "You're okay with a little magic in your foreplay, right?"

"Yes," You said in a tiny voice that was completely full of anticipation for what this night would give you.

Seonghwa's tongue is out in full force, as he uses one long lick to go from the inside of your knee to your hip bone. The cold gives you goosebumps, but much to your embarrassment, it also made your tail begin to twitch, waiting for that coldness to meet your throbbing, hot mess of a cunt.

San chuckled lowly in your ear. "Hops, your tail is twitching. Is he making you feel that good?" You whimpered in response, your tail only moving more frequently. San moaned into your ear, gripping your earlobe between his teeth before letting go. "He hasn't even kissed your tiny pussy yet. You're such an easy bun, huh Hops?"

Seonghwa's shoulders quake in silent laughter but still he moved his head to hover over your mound. Those slitted eyes narrowed to near slivers, the electric blue iris being more prominent and terrifying you. That was the same look a predator gives its prey before striking the final blow. Your heart beat out of your chest again but you also felt some wetness leak further onto your underwear. Your body didn't know what it wanted: flight or fuck.

The cold ball of Seonghwa's tongue piercing played with your clit through your underwear and your back bowed in response. Your hands descended onto Seonghwa's head and one of your hands became a fist to grab Seonghwa's ponytail. You yanked on it hard, almost as if you wanted to pull his tongue away from you. In contrast, your body rolled into his licks. You could feel the cold breath of Seonghwa's coming to life between your thighs and you shivered at the threat.

San bit into your shoulder and you could feel his sharp canines making indents into the soft skin there. "You're driving me wild, Hops. You smell so fucking good, like a damn sugar cookie."

"D-don't eat me," You pleaded from the animal side of your brain, only aware that a dragon hybrid had put his meat-ripping teeth into you.

Seonghwa's dry chuckles could be heard from in between your legs, no longer silent this time. "The irony," he said with a crooked smile on his face before he pushed aside your panties so he could have full access to your dripping cunt. "Wonder if she tastes like a sugar cookie too?"

You yelped and gasped at the same time because simultaneously as Seonghwa thrusted his long tongue inside of your hole, San let his lip ring turn momentarily burning hot. "Careful, Hops, or I might find that more appealing than our current activities."

"S-san," You mumbled his name, even though your eyes were on Seonghwa with his eyes closed, tongue fucking your cunt.

"This is what I'm talking about," San growled. "You stutter my name like that and I'm going to want to play Chase the Bunny."

His tongue swiped at your skin and finally let go of your legs. Seonghwa's leather jacket fell to the crook of his elbows as he braced your legs open instead. He took on your weight like it was nothing. San's previous occupied hands began to massage your breasts through your tight shirt. "Been wanting to play with these nipples all night."

Seonghwa's tongue had begun to curl inside of you, reaching a spot that was dangerous. Your eyebrows furrowed. "No wait, don't--I'll--"

Your body began to shake and you cried out as you squirted all over Seonghwa's face. It was pure good luck that Seonghwa already had his eyes closed but that didn't stop him from opening his mouth, accepting your wetness.

San's hand became slack against your breasts as his mouth dropped and he laughed in disbelief. "Did you just make her squirt?"

Your body was like a ragdoll against San's body when Seonghwa finally opened his eyes. He wiped his face with his hand, looking quite pleased with himself. "Fuck, Hops, that was hot."

You are whining in embarrassment but you still can't move. "I'm sorry."

San's light laughter peppered the air. "She's sorry, Hwa."

Seonghwa stood up, tweaking the end of your ear. "Don't be embarrassed, little bun, you just gave me the highest honor."

San unceremoniously shoved your body off him and you collapsed into Seonghwa's arms. San quickly began to unbutton his pants, the chains that connected from belt loop to back pocket twinkling merrily. "I'm so fucking hard, I thought I was going to come in my pants with her fucking tail playing with me."

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at San. "New kink unlocked?"

San mockingly sneered at Seonghwa, showing another peek of his sharp canines. "Shut up."

Your skirt was already high up on your hips and your panties pulled out of the way but that wasn't enough for San. He easily ripped your underwear from your body with an impatient snarl. "This tiny puss is mine."

The air is filled with the smell of sex and faintly of embers and frost. "Right, Hops?" San asked.

You looked up to Seonghwa, who shrugged. "Don't look at me. Unless you're saying your cunt belongs to me already. Then I won before San even got to prove himself. Kinda sad, don't you think?"

You gulped and swallowed but there was no moisture there. Your voice sounded tiny even to yourself but you somehow managed to say, "My tiny puss is yours… Sannie."

"Well, that's it, I'm fucked," San announced.

With that, San pushed into your pussy, firmly and without pause until he was fully seated inside you. He was panting behind you. "Bet I'm so fucking huge inside of you, the way your cunt is clenching me, Jesus, you're tight." San slithered a hand from your hip to your stomach and pressed down, causing you to moan. "Fuck, I can feel my dick imprint, jesus, Hops."

Seonghwa petted your hair and ears. "You are a tiny thing. We could spit roast you right now and you would have no issues, would you?"

"B-both of you?" You squeaked. "At the same time?"

Seonghwa tipped his head to the side. "You can do it, right? You're a sweet little bunny that would give her all to us, right? A sweet little slutty bun who would take everything she got given, even if it drove her to tears. You'd cry big fat tears to be stuffed by both of us, wouldn't you, Hops?"

"You're not talking about my mouth anymore, are you?" You whimpered in realization.

Seonghwa smiled so sweetly even though he was thinking the filthiest thoughts. "Such a smart girl, Hops."

He tipped your head and rewarded you with a deep kiss, his lips still wet from when you had squirted all over his face. His lips and tongue took over your senses until it was all you could focus on. You didn't realize you were whimpering into his mouth until he started to chuckle and released you. "Forgot San was inside of you, didn't you."

You gasped. "S-san, I--"

San simply chuckled evilly behind you. You did not get to see the dirty look San sent Seonghwa. San had not, not truely, realized what he was getting into, letting Seonghwa challenge him. "I'm going to fuck you so good, that's the only name that's going to be falling from your lips."

"Unless," Seonghwa stared down San, "Hops agrees to being double stuffed."

"You can get her cute little mouth, I get this!" San snarled as he pulled back and then thrusted harshly into you. Your breath caught in the back of your throat at the pressure.

Seonghwa's gentle hands pulled at your sensitive ear, pinching the bottom and making you yelp. His other hand quickly chucked your chin and his thumb slipped against your bottom lip. "And as lovely as that would be," Seonghwa agreed, on the surface at least, "I think that Hops would be better equipped to take us both at the same time. Then she can truly decide who she will choose at the end of the night."

San mercilessly pounded into you, making you grab fistfuls of Seonghwa’s sleeveless shirt, your tongue swirling around Seonghwa’s thumb that was still in your mouth. "This tiny bunny pussy is mine," San snarled.

Your head bobbed, humming in agreement. Seonghwa, however, was unsatisfied with the current predicament. "San," he growled.

San let out a loud, frustrated noise but halted the slapping of skin on skin. You breathed heavily and whined at the loss of the pleasure between your legs. San patted your hip, in an attempt to reassure you. "Don't worry, Hops, I'll fill you up, we just have to do a quick position change."

Seonghwa raised his eyebrows. "Let me slip inside of her. I bet she's so fucking wet, her slickness alone could prep her for me to fuck her puckered hole."

"Am I your fucking fluffer?" San snarled, "Should I put my mouth around you instead and make sure you're ready for her?"

A shiver traveled from the soles of your feet, throughout your body, making your tail flutter and your ears flip-flop. A slow, sure smile pulled at Seonghwa's lips. "Oh, does our bunny like the idea of my cock slipping between San’s plush lips?"

You could feel your face heating up. "You're both really hot."

"Oh, Hops," San sighed, "Fine. Slip inside of her. You won't have a hard time, she's probably loose now from taking my thick cock. Just hurry up!"

San pulled out of you and Seonghwa turned you to face San. He smoothed an appreciative hand down your spine and then pushed inside of you. "Oh fuck this bunny pussy!" Seonghwa exclaimed.

San chucked your chin and guided your head to his pelvis. You licked your lips at the sight of more scaling along San's hips and what amounted to a true treasure trail from his belly button to his cock. "Pretty," You couldn't help but coo, reaching out to trace the purple scales.

"Am I pretty to you, Hops?" San said in a low, soft voice. "Wanna touch? Wanna lick? Go on. I'll give you a tip. The skin along our scales is very sensitive."

You held San’s twitching cock out of the way so that your rough tongue could glide along the soft scales and skin. San watched with hooded eyes and his muscles jerked as it made its way along the treasure trail, to meet at the base of his cock. Just as you were about to lick your way up San’s shaft when Seonghwa grabbed a handful of your tail, making you yelp and cry out. "Okay, I take back my teasing from before. Her tail twitching against your cock is hot."

"Are you done yet?" San growled, once again no longer being the center of your world.

"My dick is drenching, Hops," Seonghwa observed as he pulled out of you. "Gonna fuck you full of dragon cock, huh? You ready to be double stuffed? You better give us those big fat tears you promised."

"I'm ready," you said in a shaky voice.

San held you in a reverse of the position you three had started in. His hands were under your knees as he sunk into you, face to face, and feet off the ground. He bit into his lower lip, tongue playing with his lip ring as he bottomed out again. Then Seonghwa approached from behind, nails digging into your hip bones as he pushed into your other hole. You were whimpering and moaning the entire time, taking both of their thick, long cocks. Once they were both bottomed out inside of you, you tossed your head back to rest against Seonghwa's shoulder.

"How do you feel, Hops?" Seonghwa asked.

"I'm so full," You whined.

"You like it though," San teased, a smirk playing with his lips, "I can feel you clenching down on me so hard. I'm surprised you didn't come from both of us entering you. You're such an easy lay."

"M-move?" You managed to ask, one ear flicking backward to listen to Seonghwa, while the other focused on San.

They did so without further ado, and you could only let out pitiful cries as they fucked you in both holes. You swore you were going to burst but also the pleasure was immeasurable, coursing along every damn nerve you possessed. When one pulled out, the other one pushed in, and it was a never-ending roller-coaster of rapture between your legs. The only thing your animal brain could focus on was the smell of strawberry jam coming from behind you and a sea breeze from behind you. Were those Seonghwa and San’s personal scents? They smelled heavenly.

"Poor Hops," San laughed, "You look so fucked out right now? Is your tiny little brain full of white noise right now? Getting fucked so good by a couple a dragon dicks, huh? I can barely understand how a tiny puss and ass like yours is taking us but I guess that just speaks volumes on how greedy you are for us. Taking us so fucking well, aren’t you Hops?”

That’s when the tears began. They welled up in your eyes and then started to slowly run down your cheek and dripped from your jaw to your bosom, only to make a trail down the valley of your breasts. You just felt a lot of things. You felt safe, you felt adored, you felt full and you felt sexy. It was just a lot and so the tears came easily. Your bottom lip trembled and you pouted as you said, “I’m taking you so well.”

“Aw, Hops, you look so fucking cute, crying for us,” San cooed mockingly.

“I can’t believe how well she’s taking my cock in her ass,” Seonghwa said in reverence again, “Damn, Hops, you really were built to be a little toy for a couple of dragon hybrids, huh?”

You can barely reply between the alternate thrusting, unsure if you’re getting better pleasure from the thick cock in your pussy or the long cock in your ass. “So. Fucking. Good.”

“Oh shit, I’m gonna come,” San cried out, his thrusts starting to become erratic but somehow hitting deeper inside of you.

“M-me t-t-too,” You whimpered, feeling the curl in your stomach ready to snap.

“Gonna take all of me, Hops? Gonne let me fill you up with dragon cum, right? I bet you get a little bump from all the fucking cum I’m going to unload on you, oh fuck--!” San thrusted deep inside of you, holding himself there and grunted as his cock shot his load into you. He throbbed and twitched and continued to unload and even when he pulled his heavy cock out of you, there was still more shooting out.

You would have been fascinated yourself if not for the fact that you were twitching and whining and convulsing from your own orgasm. Your pussy wouldn’t stop fluttering around him and it was like echoes of your pleasure continued to radiate from your lower half. It was both pleasing and exhausting and you were pretty sure you had never come harder in your entire life than in that moment. However, you still had another hole and dick to worry about.

“Now for the real show to start,” Seonghaa said, tucking his tongue between his lips.

“Are you kidding me?” San said with disbelief. “Like you could out do that performance.” He promptly dropped his head to your shoulder to relax.

You started to whimper, feeling a bit overstimulated. You shook your head desperately, your ears softly hitting your cheeks. “No. It’s too much. Too much!”

“Oh, come on, Hops,” Seonghwa grunted, “You can come for us again, can’t you? Gonna fill this ass with my cum. You want to be filled with both of us right? Come for me again, sweet bun.”

“Hhhhnnnnn,” You started to cry out as you felt another climax burst over you, this from Seonghwa fucking you up the ass.

You started to cry again, the pleasure being above and beyond everything you had experienced. With San out of you now, you had no choice but to focus on how your ass was taking every thrust of Seonghwa’s, pushing into it like you couldn't get enough of his cock.

“See, I knew you could do it, Hops. You’re such a sweet little slutty bunny, just for us, right?”

“Just for you,” You repeated tiredly.

Seonghwa let out a desperate cry himself, fucking your ass as his climax tore through him. He unloaded into you too, and you whimpered at how fucking dirty this entire endeavor was. But it felt so fucking good, you didn’t have any regrets.

But the original question still floated in your mind: who would you choose after this?

"I chose you both," You said with a hoarse voice, sounding barely alive.

"Sorry, Hops, I can't hear you with my cum leaking out of your tiny hole, you wanna repeat that?" San muttered, his head still against your shoulder, words muffled but still just as mean.

"I choose you both!" You shout with a rough voice. "I can't pick. I want you both."

You bounce against Seonghwa's chest as he laughed behind you. "Bet you didn't see that coming, huh, San?"

"I hate you, Seonghwa," San grumbled. He raised his head and kissed your quaking nose. "Fine, Hops. You get to have the both of us."

"Just like that?" You wondered.

"Well, hardly," Seonghwa corrected you. "Your body is ours now. Don't you know how dragons are with treasure? We're greedy sonsabitches. Once you're a part of our hoard, you never leave."

"What he means is, your sweet little body is ours now, Hops. To do with what we want, when we want. And you know the best part?" San leaned forward to push aside your hair so he could directly speak into your flickering ear. "There's more of us."

This time it's Seonghwa's turn to finally narrow his eyes at San. "Really, you're going to bring the rest of them into this?"

San shrugged. "You started it."

"I'll end it, you hatchling," Seonghwa threatened.

San stuck his tongue out childishly at Seonghwa and you giggled when the purple hybrid called the black dragon Grandpa.

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wooataes · 8 months

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Real Eyes, Fake Lies (Part Three)

Pairing: soulmate!Lee Jihoon x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: angst, Hanahaki!AU, nothing too bad for this chapter, reader is emotionally stunted sometimes 💀

Summary: What do you do when you find out the one person that was created by the universe to be yours doesn’t want you back?

A/N: thank you guys so much for your patience on this! There’s definitely going to be another part coming fairly soon, as I already have it pre-written so expect the next part in the next coming week or so! 💜

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The next time Jihoon sees you since the cafeteria fiasco, it is a week later in your shared Film Studies class on a Friday afternoon. To his credit, he never noticed that you were actually in his class, but he can’t help but feel a little guilty that you’ve been near so many times and he’s never cared enough to notice anyone else besides himself.

He’s sitting close to the front of the classroom as you rush into the room as soon as the warning bell rings. He watches you out of the corner of his eye as your eyes trail over the tables for a free seat. Your cheeks are flushed a gentle pink with your hair pulled back in 2 braids tied at the with pastel purple ribbons, with a purple cropped t-shirt to match under a pair of denim overalls. Jihoon internally winces as he notices the only free seat in the room is beside him, around the exact same time as you notice as well. Without looking directly at you, Jihoon takes his backpack off the free chair and places it by his feet, leaving it free for you. You pause for a moment before slowly sitting down beside your soulmate, cautiously, as if you’re afraid that he would get up and run if you got too close.

“Sorry,” is the only word you murmur to your soulmate as you pull out your laptop and workbook in front of you. Jihoon responds with a soft, “it’s okay,” before looking up at the work board at the front of the room, trying his hardest to ignore your presence next to him, and the unwelcome feeling of anxiety and guilt swirling inside his stomach.

Most of the class goes off without a hitch, albeit Jihoon’s curiosity getting the better of him a few times, causing him to glance at you from his peripheral vision. He notices your pastel pink pen in your hand - huh, interesting. You’re left-handed -, scribbling down notes with a pretty pastel rainbow aesthetic and swirly handwriting. He also spots something on your wrist, a heart shaped red tattoo. On closer inspection, he realizes the heart is coloured in red with black polka dots and a little head at the pointy end - a Love Bug. Before you can look over to him, as if feeling his eyes on you, Jihoon turns his head back to the board at the front. If he was honest with himself, he doesn’t remember a single thing that has happened so far during this whole class; too conscious of his heartbroken soulmate beside him, your dull but constant pain running through him. He thinks he is safe until 5 minutes before class finishes, when Professor Kim announces what Jihoon thinks is the worst outcome that could happen.

“For your final project for the semester, I’m assigning a project to be completed in pairs,” he begins, writing up on the board in front of him. “You will work together to study a film of your choice; it can be any film you want. You need to work with your partner to write out a presentation on a conflict presented in the film and an opinion that others wouldn’t have thought of. Seems simple enough, right?” When the class all hum and murmur in agreement, Professor Kim’s next words make Jihoon want to disappear. “The partner you will work with will be your desk mate. Presentations will be at the end of the semester. If you have any queries please feel free to contact me outside of class.”

Jihoon nervously, for the first time since class had begun, turns his body towards you, his deskmate, his soulmate, and now his project partner for the rest of the semester. You’re pale, and dread runs through your bodies. When you turn to face him, your soulmate feels even worse when you begin to babble.

“I-I’m sorry, Jihoon. If I wasn’t late, I wouldn’t have been made to sit beside you, and you wouldn’t have had to be made to deal with me for this project.” You’re scrambling to put your belongings into your backpack as the bell signals for the end of class and the day. “I will ask Professor Kim for a switch, or I will do this project on my own so you don’t have to-”

“You don’t have to do that.” Jihoon interrupts you, and you finally pause to look back at him, confusion all over your face.

“But-”

“It’s fine, it can’t be helped. I’m not mad, y’know, if that’s what you think.” He looks away again, packing his own backpack. “I’m not going to, like, hold it against you? We’re in the same class, it’s not a big deal and bound to happen eventually.” He’s rambling now too, he realizes. “And we’re adults, we can keep this professional, right?”

You nod your head quickly. “Yeah, of course.” When Jihoon nods back in response, you nervously hold your backpack in your arms. “Umm, if you want to, we can study at mine. Soonyoung, Seokmin, Wonwoo, Mingyu, Jun and Seungkwan are coming over tonight for a movie night and sleeping over for Soonyoung’s birthday. We could get a rough idea on what we want to study.” You’re looking everywhere but at Jihoon, all the other classmates leaving the classroom in their respective pairs, seemingly discussing the project. “I know you live with the guys and, of course, Ji-ah is invited too!” You insist quickly, Jihoon raising his eyebrows at you in surprise. “You know what, forget I asked.” You laugh awkwardly, slipping your arms through the loops on your backpack. “Just let me know when you want to..”

“Movie night sounds great.” He stops you once more, feeling the bubble of anxiety that was rising up through your body disperse. “Ji-ah is with her family for the weekend, and I was going to be at home alone anyway. And we both know what Soonyoung is like if someone misses his birthday.” He deadpans, and is surprised when you let out a quiet laugh.

“Yeah, you’re right.” You hum, before giving him one final nod. “Well, it starts at 7, but you can come over whenever and we can brainstorm for a bit before everyone gets there?” You offer, and he nods at you. “Okay, see you soon.” You wave at him before turning on your heel and quickly making your way outside of the classroom and also the campus. Jihoon doesn’t know if it’s a good idea or not, but he knew he wouldn’t miss his best friend’s birthday.

Jihoon arrives at your home at 5:30, and before he can even knock, he is greeted by Kwon Soonyoung suffocating him into a bone-crushing hug.

“I KNEW YOU’D COME, JIHOON-AH!” Soonyoung cooed loudly, suffocating his friend's face into his chest, as said friend aggressively flails his arms as he tries to get the overgrown tiger off him.

“Get… off…” Jihoon whines, shoving him off with pink cheeks.

“I knew you loved me.” Soonyoung smirks as he steps aside, letting your soulmate inside. “But you know everyone is not going to be here until 7, right? Why are you here so early?”

“He’s here for me, Soonie!” You yell from the top of the staircase. Your best friend raises his eyebrow questioningly, and before Jihoon can answer, you’re leaning against the railing of the staircase. “We have a project for Film Studies, getting a head start.”

“Nuh-uh!” Soonyoung frowns, taking Jihoon’s overnight bag from him and throwing it into the spare bedroom. “It’s my birthday, and you’re not STUDYING. You have the whole semester to get that shit done, one more night isn’t going to hurt!”

Jihoon watches you lean your head back and let out an audible groan. “Really?”

“Yes, really!” Seungcheol emerges from the kitchen with Jeonghan behind him, both wearing aprons. “We’re making the snacks for tonight, and you are on snack duty with us while the guests play games until everyone arrives. Come on, Bug!”

You whine loudly, and Jihoon is amused when you fall limp at the top of the stairs, Jeonghan immediately starting to flail and rush up the stairs to you.

“Oh no you don’t! You’re not getting out of this!” He scolds playfully, taking your limp body and scooping you up bridal style.

“Noooooo…” you groan as Jeonghan carries you down the stairs and takes you to the kitchen.

“Come on, Jihoon-ah!” Soonyoung grins, taking his arm and dragging him to the living room, where Seokmin, Jun and Wonwoo are setting up beanbags and inflatable mattresses on the floor in front of the couches. “We’re almost done setting everything up.

“Oh, you made it after all!” Wonwoo smiles at his housemate, who only nods slowly and sinks down onto one of the couches to watch the others throw bundles of blankets onto the mattresses before joining him.

Jihoon can vaguely hear you and your brother nagging at each other and the various sounds of clanging pans mixed with Jeonghan’s amused laughs for the next hour or so from the kitchen as Soonyoung and the boys all take turns playing some games on the TV, and after a lull in conversation, Jihoon can’t help but ask: “are they always like this?”

“Who, hyung and Y/N?” Seokmin asks as Junhui groans at Wonwoo, who just killed his character. “I think Jeonghannie-hyung eggs them on a bit… Y/N hasn’t really been the same since a few weeks ago, so I think this is Cheol-hyung’s way of trying to get her back out of her shell a bit, y’know?”

“She’ll be fine.” Soonyoung insists, frowning to himself. “She’ll get there eventually, we just have to be there for her when she needs it. I don’t know how she is going to go when Seungkwan gets here tonight though.”

Seungkwan? Jihoon thought, eyebrows furrowed. Besides Soonyoung and Seokmin, he’s the only other person Y/N is super close with. What’s happened?

“You really should have told her, babe.” Seokmin whispers harshly, nudging his soulmate’s side.

“And make her hate herself all over again? It kills me enough to see her the way she is now.”

“What’s happened with Seungkwan?” Junhui raises his eyebrow.

The doorbell saves the birthday boy from having to answer the lingering question, but that relief is short-lived when he hears the new voice that echoes through the house.

“Hi guys!” Seungkwan’s chirpy voice resounds, and before Soonyoung and Seokmin can get to him, you’re faster.

“Seungkwannie!” You beam, rushing from the kitchen to greet your close friend, and Jihoon sees you rush down the hallway. “Thank god you’re here, I need my movie cuddle buddy tonight- oh!”

You stop as quick as you had started, pausing at the sight of another person beside Seungkwan, a person you recognize as a regular member of the set crew in the college musicals, a man you interact with quite often - Chwe Hansol.

“Hansol! Hey!” You give a small smile as your brother, best friend and their soulmates slowly make their way to the entrance of the house, Jihoon and his housemates watching from a distance. “I didn’t know you were coming!”

“Hey, Y/N-ie..” Seungkwan nervously eyes you, Hansol smiling softly at you.

“Hey. Thanks for inviting me to come along, guys.” He squeezes Seungkwan’s hand in his, causing you to stare at their intertwined hands. “It’s a bit daunting meeting your soulmate’s friends all in one hit properly, so I really appreciate being able to meet you all together.”

“Hansol-ah, I’ll give you a tour of the house and where you’ll be sleeping tonight!” Seokmin intervenes, and you watch as Seungkwan gives him a reassuring nod. Hansol nods in reply, easily slipping past you to follow Seokmin’s lead to show him around, to give you time to talk to Seungkwan.

Uh oh. Jihoon can feel it. The confusion running through your body as you eye your friend, who can’t even look you in the eye. The confusion slowly begins to turn into hurt as Seungkwan takes a slow breath.

“Soulmate?” You ask weakly, days and hours of work that had taken to build your internal wall of emotions beginning to crumble within seconds.

“Uh.. yeah..” Seungkwan bites his lip. “I found out last week.”

After a beat of silence, you smile. “I’m happy for you, Kwan-ah.” Jihoon’s eyebrows raise once more, as well as the little crowd that was around you.

“You’re… Happy for me?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? Your soulmate, Kwan-ah, that's incredible.” You take his hands, squeezing them tightly as he breathes a heavy sigh of relief.

“Bug, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” he stammers now. “I didn’t know how to bring it up, especially since everything with you and-”

“Don’t be sorry,” you smile again, but Jihoon can feel it, you’re falling apart bit by bit. “I’m the one who’s sorry. It’s one of the biggest moments of your life, and I made you feel like you couldn’t tell me. I’ll just miss my movie buddy.” You laugh dryly.

“Oh? I’ll still be here for you to cuddle, silly,” he insisted, but you let go of his hands and shake your head quickly.

“No. I can’t get in the way of you and your soulmate, I wouldn’t do that. I respect your relationship too much to jeopardize it in any way.”

“Huh?” Seungkwan tilts his head. “How would you be-?”

“I-It’s getting closer until movie night begins, I got to go get changed.” You nod your head quickly, spinning on your heel and rushing up the stairs, ignoring Seungcheol and Seungkwan’s calls for you as you close your door shut tight behind you.

Jihoon winces as soon as the door is shut, feeling the dam break inside him as you silently begin to weep on the other side of your door. You’re dead silent so no one can hear, only letting out the occasional sniffle as you rummage through your closet to find some pajamas to wear for the slumber party.

“Hyung, I don’t understand.” Seungkwan frowns at Cheol, who is running his hands through his hair, exasperated. “Why does she think that she will jeopardize my relationship with Sol?”

“Don’t take it personally.” Your brother sighs. “She has got it in her mind that she can’t be platonically intimate with anybody who has a soulmate.”

“What? Why?”

“It’s what happened with our parents. Our father left his soulmate, our mother for another woman. She saw what it did to our mother, so she decided she would never ever give anything more than a quick hug to any of her friends who have soulmates. She would never want to ruin someone’s relationship like that for anything. She doesn’t want to be like our shitty excuse of a Dad.” Seungcheol looks conflicted, deep in thought as he speaks.

“Give her time.” Jeonghan smiles, patting your friend’s back as he looks towards your closed door at the top of the stairs. “She wouldn’t miss Soonyoungie’s birthday for the world.”

Jihoon frowns deeply to himself on the couch, trying to push your sadness down as his mind goes into overdrive, the voices of the others being drowned out by his own thoughts.

Why would you purposely hurt and isolate yourself like this? He hates as much skinship as the next person, but seeing how you act with your other friends, he can tell you’re torturing yourself by this unspoken rule you’ve created for no one to follow but you.

Every new thing Jihoon learns about you sends him deeper into a confusing hole of thoughts and questions he’s begging to ask you, but he’s nowhere near that close to you yet to be able to ask.

Will he ever be close to you?

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