#minhyuk au
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Best Boyfriend Status
Pairing: Lee Minhyuk (MX) x female reader
Genre: fluff / established relationship
Warnings: this is all about painful periods and the symptoms around it.
A/N: I wrote this for my fellow endo/PCOS warriors out there, and anyone who can relate to the sheer hell that it is when you’re on your period.
Word count: 2196
It had only been twenty-four hours.
A day since he had last seen you. And when Minhyuk had been in your company then, you had been laughing, bouncing around happily, and eager to do anything with him.
Today, however, you were still in bed.
And when he greeted you cheerily, you answered with a whine.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, concern sprouting instantly. Brushing your bed hair aside, he discovered your face scrunched up with discomfort.
Had the food you ate on your date made you unwell? He was perfectly fine, so surely it couldn’t be food poisoning. There was a sheen to your skin as well, and when he placed a hand over your forehead, you felt clammy.
“Are you sick?” he questioned, and you met him with another unintelligible groan. “Y/N, what do you need? I’ve nursed back my friends hundreds of times. Have you eaten? I could make you some soup and—”
“It’s not that,” you mumbled, and Minhyuk edged closer, leaning in so he could hear you better. “It’s just… it’s that time.”
“That time?” he echoed, brows knitting together. “Time for—ohhhh. That time.”
He smiled uneasily. He hadn’t quite looked after anyone during their period before. However, that didn’t mean he couldn’t try. After all, it was a normal bodily experience for the opposite gender. And whilst he didn’t know exactly how it felt, he had a younger sister. He’d seen the changes in her during her cycle each month too.
Feeling reassured that he was still up for the job, Minhyuk brushed away the hair that had fallen back into your face again and cupped it gently. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you feel better in no time!”
“Min—”
“Chocolate. Do you want chocolate?” he suggested, knowing his sister has a stash for times such as now, and you peeked out of one eye at him.
“It’s not even ten in the morning. I haven’t eaten breakfast.”
“Of course! I’ll make you something. You love pancakes. I’ll make some.”
Before you could answer, he was up and moving into your kitchen, marvelling that he’d been dating you for four months now, and this was his first time seeing you like this. He stored that slice of information aside for later and set about making you both some breakfast. Admittedly, he wasn’t the most proficient in the kitchen, and although they weren’t perfectly round and fluffy pancakes like the ones his friend Kihyun made, they looked edible when he was done.
By then, you had managed to shift from the bed to the couch in your living room, albeit still curled up in a foetal position. Settling everything down on the small dining table in your flat, he then assisted you to a chair. You smiled weakly. “Thanks, Min.”
“Don’t thank me yet,” he announced, hiding his nerves with a big smile. “I don’t know how good these will be.”
Watching as you ate a mouthful, your surprise was evident. You looked up at him. “You flavoured them with vanilla!”
“You once told me you loved vanilla,” he mentioned softly, watching as a smile graced your face. Your body was still tense, yet you reached for more food, and he silently gave himself a pat on the back.
By the end of the day, he’d be a pro at knowing how to be the best boyfriend during this time of the month for you.
However, Minhyuk’s elation soon wore off when you collapsed back into bed with a heating pad. Hovering, he watched as your breathing changed, your hand clutching the blankets in a fist.
“What is it?”
“I’ll be fine,” you panted, rolling your head haphazardly so you could stare up at him. “Go home. Today isn’t going to be a good day for us to spend together.”
“I can’t just leave you. I’m not sure if you care how you appear right now but you look dreadful. What type of boyfriend would I be if I just left you to endure this alone?”
A deep sigh left you, and your eyes watered with brewing tears. “I must have done something amazing in a past life to have met you in this one. But honestly, it’s better if I just ride this hell out by myself.”
“Will you be okay?” he worried, not sure about your statement at all. Minhyuk couldn’t remember seeing his sister this awful on her period at all. Once she’d taken some medication, she was able to continue her day with relative ease. If anything, she always milked the ailment to get out of things she didn’t want to do.
But you looked entirely miserable.
“I won’t die, no matter how much I curse for a swift ending,” you responded darkly, barking out a laugh before a bitter whine had you curling back up on yourself.
“That’s it. I can’t leave you,” he decided, rolling up his sleeves determinedly. “You need me.”
“I need drugs,” you added, easing yourself slowly to the edge of your bed, as if the wrong move would cause you grave pain. It confused him to see you this debilitated by cramps. Was it really this bad for women?
Standing up, you swayed dangerously, and Minhyuk lurched to steady you before you fell. You vaguely acknowledged his wide stare with a shallow nod. “Ah. I get super light-headed on my period. I faint too.”
“What?”
“But drugs will help. I keep them in the bathroom,” you said conversationally, as if the fact that fainting on your period was normal. Minhyuk helped you to your destination as he attempted to shelve the information you were feeding him into his logic bank. But nothing was adding up.
Watching as you reached past the normal paracetamol and ibuprofen in your medicine stack, he stopped your hand when you pulled out a medicine type that he’d once had when he pulled a muscle in his back. Alarmed, he shook his head. “Y/N, that’s a heavy drug.”
“I know. Maybe it’ll work today. I pray it will.”
“It’s going to knock you on your ass,” he commented, and you patted his hand softly with your other one, smiling wryly.
“Not likely. I’d gladly accept if it did that,” you told him before turning and slowly trudging back to bed. “But if it makes this just slightly more tolerable, I’ll take it.”
He watched you like a hawk when you took the medication with some water before slipping back down under the blankets. He presumed that in twenty minutes, you were going to be completely zonked out.
Instead, you seemed to be in a worse condition than before.
“Dammit,” you cursed, shifting around to find someplace more comfortable in the bedding.
Minhyuk’s hand glided over your forehead and came back wet from your perspiration. “Why are you sweating so much? Should you take away the heat pad?”
“Remove it and I’ll start swearing like a sailor,” you said through gritted teeth. “I just need this wave to pass.”
Holding your hand, he helplessly watched as you struggled for another twenty-five minutes. And then the knot of tension seemed to release from your body, and you slipped into a slumber.
Once he was certain you were asleep, Minhyuk pulled his phone out of his pocket and started to look up the symptoms you had. He was convinced after five minutes of Googling that he ought to get you to a doctor. What if it was something really crazy that needed medical attention?
He flinched when the phone started to ring in his hand and worried he’d disturb you after you’d just found some peace, he quickly answered it whilst slipping out into the living room of your flat. He let out a shaky exhale, relief flooding him when he saw who had rung him. “Mum! Thank God.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m with Y/N, and I think I need to take her to the hospital.”
“Why? Is she okay?” his mother enquired, and after Minhyuk rapidly fired off the signs he was concerned about, he was surprised when she chuckled. “My sweet boy. You really care about her, don’t you?”
“Of course. And I don’t like any of this.”
“You know what you described sounds a lot like your Aunt. Remember when she had to have surgery three years ago?”
“I think so. Why?”
“I had to look after her, and she told me then she had a condition that made things difficult for her to manage. Whilst I think you’re good to have concerns about this, maybe wait until Y/N wakes up and ask her about it. If there’s no known condition, then take her to see someone if it continues, okay?”
After thanking his mother for the sage advice, he went back to Google but looked up conditions that affected menstrual cycles. He was so invested in his research that he didn’t even realise you were up until you wrapped your arms around him over the back of the couch and nuzzled into his neck.
“You’re still here.”
“How are you feeling?”
“A little more alive. Wait. Are you reading about endometriosis?” you enquired, and Minhyuk nodded softly. “Oh, did I tell you I have it? I don’t think I have yet.”
He deflated like a bubble, only to spin and look at you, his eyes full of compassion. He’d been reading for quite some time about the condition, and the idea that anyone had to suffer that badly made his heart hurt. Knowing your painful moments this morning was caused by it, he just wanted to scoop you up and hold you until your body decided to stop causing you so much grief.
Sitting down beside him on the couch, you placed your head on his shoulder. “I have another condition too, called PCOS – well, that’s its abbreviation. I uh, don’t know how much information you want to hear, but it makes things challenging for me when I menstruate. Sometimes I can go months without, and then it’s a whole lot worse too. I’m sorry if today’s been horrible for you. I barely function on days like these until I’ve overcome the wave of pain. It’ll be back again, no doubt soon. It’s not going to be fun for the next few days here.”
“I…” Trailing off, he didn’t know what to say, and you smiled weakly. Someone as beautiful as you was also so incredibly strong. He had no idea how you faced half of what he’d read about. “I wish I could take it away.”
“Me too. Sometimes, there’s no reprieve. That’s why I don’t work a normal job too. Now and then, I can’t even focus enough to do simple things like eating and drinking, so it’s better that I do freelance work. But I’ve got a really good specialist that I see. Don’t worry too much, Minhyuk. I’m sorry you had to see me like this.”
“No. I mean, it was scary,” he admitted, lowering his gaze to his lap. “And I feel helpless.”
“You’ve done more than I ever hoped for,” you told him, nestling into his side, and exhaling contentedly. “Most boyfriends have just left me to deal with it in the past. But you stayed. You made those pancakes. And you caught me before I fell earlier. You’re my hero.”
“Really?”
“Of course! I knew when I met you that you were going to be someone special. Today you’ve gone up the ranks to the best boyfriend ever.”
“That’s a big title.”
“Huge,” you agreed with a grin and then lightly winced.
He washed his eyes over you cautiously. “Another wave on its way?”
“Maybe if I don’t breathe, it’ll just hold off,” you wondered aloud, and he chuckled.
“You need to breathe through the pain.”
“That’s right.”
“And when it hits, I’ll rub your back and help you get into a comfortable position. How about that?”
“Can you make those pancakes again for dinner? I’m not hungry right now, but they were delicious.”
“If that’s what you want to eat,” he told you, and you nodded, slipping your arm around his waist and resting quietly on him for a moment.
“I think I’m falling in love with you, Lee Minhyuk.”
“Why?” he asked, trying to ease the sudden racing of his heart with a lighter tone to his voice. “Because I didn’t leave you in your time of need?”
“That, but also because you’re you. Today just showed me why I never want to let you go.”
“Well, it’s a good thing that I don’t want to let you go either.”
You sighed again. “Do you really want to spend all day with me whilst I’m like this?”
“Of course,” he answered, turning to kiss your temple lightly. “If I can’t be here to wade through the tough times, I have no right being able to celebrate all the good moments with you.”
“I think I want to marry you someday,” you murmured before slipping into another snooze, Minhyuk’s smile curling up his mouth as he watched you for several minutes before he nodded.
He whispered into your hair, “I think I’d like that to be our future too.”
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Changkyun As Your Boyfriend
Boyfriend
(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%
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When you and Changkyun get a couple tattoo, he will love to touch it and take cute pictures of the two of you together. He will even set your couple photos as his lockscreen, and he will smile widely every time he opens his phone. He will be so proud of your couple tattoo, and he will love to show it off to everyone. He will tell everyone how much he loves you, and he will always be grateful for the special bond that you share. Your couple tattoo will be a constant reminder of your love for each other, and it will bring you closer together. It will be a symbol of your commitment to each other, and it will be a source of happiness for both of you.
He will set his photos as your lockscreen without you knowing it. and once you open your phone and you will see his face smiling back at you. You will be surprised and touched by his gesture, and you will know that he loves you very much. He will do this because he wants to be the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see before you go to sleep. He wants you to think of him every time you use your phone. When you see his face on your lockscreen, you will feel loved and appreciated. You will know that he is thinking of you, and you will feel closer to him.
He loves to send you cute texts, asking you about your day and telling you how much he misses you. He will often start his texts with "How was your day, baby?" or "I miss you so much." He will also tell you to take care of yourself and to eat and rest. He knows that you are busy, but he wants to make sure that you are taking care of yourself. He wants you to be happy and healthy, and he will always be there for you. His texts are always full of love and affection. He will often use pet names like "baby" or "honey" to show how much he cares about you. He will also send you pictures or videos of himself to make you smile.
He will prepare a date with you, making sure that he doesn't mess up. Even though you've been together for more than a year, he will still be nervous. He will want to make this date perfect for you, and he will want to show you how much he loves you. He will start by planning the perfect location. He will want to take you somewhere that is special to both of you, or somewhere that he knows you will love. He will also plan the perfect activities, making sure that you will have a fun and memorable time. On the day of the date, he will be so nervous that he might even be shaking. But he will take a deep breath and remind himself that he loves you and that you will love the date. During the date, he will tell you how much he loves you and how lucky he feels to be with you. He will also let you hear a song that he created for you. The song will be a beautiful expression of his love, and it will make you feel so special. By the end of the date, you will know how deep his feelings are for you. You will also know that he is the one for you.
He will give you sudden hugs everywhere when he feels like he wants to. This man will be so soft only for you. Sometimes, he will hug you from behind when you are cooking in the kitchen. Other times, he will hug you from the front when you are sitting on the couch watching a movie. He might even hug you from the side when you are walking down the street. No matter where he hugs you, you will feel his love and affection. He will hold you tightly and squeeze you gently. He will whisper sweet nothings in your ear and tell you how much he loves you. You will melt in his arms every time he hugs you. You will feel so safe and secure, and you will know that you are loved. Changkyun is a soft-hearted man, but he is only soft for you. He is strong and protective with everyone else, but he is gentle and loving with you. He knows that you are his soft spot, and he cherishes you more than anything in the world. If you are lucky enough to have Changkyun in your life, cherish him. He is a rare gem, and he will love you unconditionally.
Every time he sees you, he greets you with his lovely smile and says, "Miss me?" He knows that his smile makes you blush, and he loves to see your face turn red as a tomato. Changkyun's smile is one of the things that you love most about him. It's so genuine and heartwarming, and it always makes you feel happy. He is a truly kind and loving person, and you are so lucky to have him in your life.
This man is smart, you will wonder how he can be so smart. He reads you like he reads a book. He understands you and all your problems really well. You don't need to hide anything from him, he'll know right away when you're not in good condition. He can tell when you're feeling down, even if you try to hide it. He can see the changes in your body language, and he can hear the changes in your tone of voice. He knows you better than you know yourself, and he always knows how to make you feel better. He is always there for you, no matter what. He will listen to you when you need to talk, and he will offer you his advice. He will never judge you, and he will always be there to support you. You are so lucky to have him in your life. He is a true friend, a loving partner, and a wise advisor. You can always count on him, and he will always be there for you.
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monsta x / fake dating
warning: bullet points because it’s the only thing stopping me from writing 7 full-length fics. these are still long, though. lower-case intended.
requested by @sweeticeream.
↣ shownu
frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)
when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it
why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?
you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes
so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt
and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes
sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company
which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you
it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)
you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade
but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year
and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding
the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love
but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you
there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here
but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”
that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”
you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down
but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i would mind.”
so, that was that, then
“oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”
“i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”
yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative
↣ wonho
it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both
a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot
and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?
he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room
or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to
and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that
but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”
and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot
and there it was
the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous
god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though
“so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes
he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”
cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”
“oh, that.”
silence
honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now
but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”
oh, well okay, but what does that mean????
your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else
something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear
but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it
so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? 🤷🏻♀️
↣ minhyuk
honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke
everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”
so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”
it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable
like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be
but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this
you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest
because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk
it was barely there, though!
you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all
but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you
and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now
and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!
minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe
but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??
did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??
alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend
and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him
so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating
your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding
except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him
he’d always use the boyfriend card
“how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”
and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”
he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh
but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him
↣ kihyun
okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating
you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take
he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”
(really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)
and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this
until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”
and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank
kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around
so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer
and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”
partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away
you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else
preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you
but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other
you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look
“what the hell happened????”
finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”
you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend
“people just overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”
oh. well
“he wasn’t—i was just—”
but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying
“yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”
“why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin
kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you
your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)
and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?
and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess
“i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”
you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things
one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating
and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart
↣ hyungwon
hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident
he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion
but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him
and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was
he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager
he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day
“this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked
hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office
but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”
and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”
cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager
eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not
but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh, maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?
it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people
and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone
and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now
you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager
but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house
and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses
so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”
“uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”
“there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”
oh, okay, then
now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great
“i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”
“that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”
hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”
you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast
(was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)
“t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”
“i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly
“yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”
quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”
oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself
“why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”
he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—
but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”
↣ jooheon
you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar
so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships
“they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out
“okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”
he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed
“that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”
dumb or not, it worked
finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks
it was a dream come true
and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!
you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”
jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”
funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit
your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times
and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)
nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)
so it was all fun and games
until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a long time
jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”
but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night
when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised
so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights
“you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”
jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny
“you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”
you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier
but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you
“so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked
he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”
“for our date,” he explained.
“oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”
“no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”
↣ i.m
he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)
there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take
and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything
or so he said
you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever
how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!
you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town
their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)
the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments
you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your real family
it was crushing
you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home
and now you were lying to them
so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives
he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)
“okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”
???????
he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else
but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings
“changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”
he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head
“i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”
you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”
he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”
you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped
swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”
“i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”
you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”
“it’s already obvious, dimwit.”
“are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”
he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”
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F!Reader x Hyungwon
Genre: Yandere AU
Warning: Manipulation, Electrocution, Yandere
Words: 2.2K
Chapter Thirteen
(Prev//Next)
Prompt: NexGen is the leading company for all of humanities technological advances. Their recent project involves creating a higher functioning AI, one with basic knowledge of the world, and programmed to learn. It’s no surprise the project is a secret from the general public, and you, the company’s head programmer, were chosen to be the AI’s teacher. You wish you could reject the assignment, but the decision was made. Now with an AI at home things were different. Although it might not be such a bad thing, perhaps you could learn and help each other out, for better or for worse.
(@starillusion13)
“Hyungwon, please listen to me.”
“You don’t need to worry.” Hyungwon took your hands in his. “I’m perfectly fine, everything is okay.”
“This isn’t right. You were not created to resolve all humanities mistakes, but to help people.”
“I am. I just intend to do so on a global scale.”
“And what if people don’t want the type of help you’re offering?”
“In order for this to work everyone has to be on board.”
“They won’t be. People are different, there’s not one thing everyone agrees on. You can’t force something like this on them. There will be resistance, and what if people get hurt?”
“I understand that can’t be avoided, but I will minimize the injuries.”
“Hyungwon! Do you hear yourself? You can’t hurt people, that’s not-”
“What I was made for? Is that it?”
“Hyungwon…”
“You say I was created to help people, and that’s exactly what I’m doing.”
“Not like this.”
“I may be an amalgamation of your code, but you did not create me. You don’t need to feel any guilt or responsibility towards my actions.”
“But I’m the one here with you now. Hyungwon, I’m worried about you.”
“It’s okay, everything will work out.”
“You can’t guarantee that.”
“To a degree I can.”
“Hyungwon-”
You were interrupted as you heard the door open, Minhyuk coming in. For a moment you thought to ask for help, but then you remembered he was just another android like Hyungwon, he was never on your side.
“What’s going on down at the station?” Hyungwon asked.
“They’re still investigating Changkyun, although there might be a slight issue.”
“Explain.”
“He told the officers about the AI.”
“Hm… what were the reactions?”
“Office Lee doesn’t seem to trust him, and Shownu will make sure to keep him from investigating further.”
“That’s good, but we might need to move things along. Where are we for the next phase?”
“Ready. I can bring them over so we can set them up.”
“Let’s do that.”
“Hyungwon, what are you-”
You made an attempt to stand, to question this whole conversation, but an electrical shock from Chae knocked you back down onto the couch. Hyungwon came over to check on you, grabbing your face.
“Easy, don’t hurt yourself.”
“Just stop… please…”
“I know you’re nervous, but I’ll rectify that, okay.”
Hyungwon reached into his pocket to pull out some earbuds. You didn’t really know what happened, but you knew you always lost time when you had those on. You tried to struggle but he got them in place. Then a soothing melody was relaxing you. Your vision got blurry, followed by a tingle in your head, and then you passed out. You had no idea for how long you were out, but when you woke up you were lying down on the couch. You sat up, grabbing your head as you still felt dizzy. You didn’t see Hyungwon around, but soon enough an orb flew into your field of vision. Its lights were flashing all kinds of colors. You still felt Chae around your head, so you were all the more confused.
“What… what is this…”
“You’re up.” Hyungwon noticed. “How do you feel?”
“Where did you get this orb?”
“Ah, Minhyuk designed it and I programmed it with my code. Just as intended, they are designed to learn and grow while keeping their true purpose in mind.”
“Which is…”
“You know. It’s what I’m trying to get you to understand.”
“No, your idea…”
“It’s a paradise.” Hyungwon explained. “That is what I am trying to create for everyone.”
“It won’t work…”
“Sh. You still need to rest. Let’s get you to bed.”
Hyungwon picked you up in his arms and carried you to the bedroom, setting you down and tucking you in. You tried to hold him back, but you barely had any strength to keep your eyes open. You could vaguely make out a smile on Hyungwon’s face before he leaned down to press a kiss to your head.
“Sweet dreams.”
♥♥♥♥♥
When you woke up later you could hear the soft hum of a car. As you opened your eyes and regained your senses you could see that you were in the back of a car. Hyungwon sat next to you, looking over some papers while Minhyuk drove. You noticed a suitcase at Hyungwon’s feet and caught a glimpse of yourself in the window. Instead of a crown around your head Chae had changed forms again, becoming a necklace wrapped around your throat. You reach up to it, only for your hand to start shaking. Hyungwon reached over and grabbed your arm, the shaking stopping in that moment.
“Hyungwon, where are we going?”
“Don’t try to remove the necklace. I’d had to lose my connection to you.”
“Hyungwon-”
“We’re going to a familiar place. You’ll see.”
You knew you wouldn’t get much more of an answer, so you’d just have to wait. It pained you to see the world outside the window. All these people just going about their lives with no idea of what was to come. Not like you had any idea either. If you could roll down the window and scream for help, or jump out of the car, you would, but the reality was that those actions would get you nowhere. Surely Hyungwon had contingencies in place for any rash action you might take. So there was no choice but to behave. Although your eyes went wide when the car came to a stop.
“NexGen… why are we here?”
“I need the right people on my side.”
Hyungwon got out of the car with his suitcase, going around to open your door. That’s when you finally noticed you were in different clothes, throwing a glare at Hyungwon. He merely smiled and took your hand, leading you inside the building. You expected to go up to the front desk, but instead Hyungwon went straight for the elevators. None of the security devices got in his way, simply making way for him as if he had access. Then again, at this point he surely did. When you got into the elevator it took you up to your old work floor.
If you could get up there then it meant you had clearance. That’s why no one questioned either of you when you arrived. So you continued with Hyungwon, going over to the conference room. Without knocking Hyungwon just let himself in, interrupting the whole thing. Immediately people began to question him, and then things got more confusing when some began to recognize you. Before anyone got the chance to call security Hyungwon opened up the suitcase. A bunch of orbs floated out and attached themselves to everyone in the room, turning into bracelets.
“There’s no need to panic.” Hyungwon explained. “I come with a gift. The future of AI.”
“What?”
“You’re overlooking the potential you have created. Now, you might be wondering what your ex-employee is doing here, but they’re the proof you need. You see, I got close to y/n and stumbled upon the interesting little orb that was around her. It learned, and it did so well to look after her.”
Hyungwon turned off the lights and turned on the projector. He displayed the security footage from your home, showing all the things Chae did with you in the house. He’d be your wake up call, help you cook, make sure you were maintaining your health, and so much more. You could only stare at all this with wide eyes, still not sure what Hyungwon was planning here.
“It seems your technology is more advanced than you thought. The orbs, well, bracelets, you have with you are programmed with the same code. They will learn from you, and help you in your daily lives. Why not give them a shot and see just how much your life can improve. From there you’d surely agree everyone should have their own AI helper, and they’d pay a pretty price for it too.”
At that moment security came into the room, although neither you or Hyungwon were detained as the boss told them to wait.
“What’s your name?”
“Hyungwon.”
“So, you discovered such a thing, and instead of selling this yourself you came to NexGen, may I ask why?”
“The answer is obvious. NexGen is innovation, and the future of humanity. If anyone can understand my goals, it’s you. I have no problem going to a competitor if you don’t agree.”
“Let’s not jump to conclusions. We can give this idea of yours a test run. Although I am curious, how do you feel about all this y/n?”
None of the attention had been on you, but now everyone’s eyes looked in your direction. Hyungwon gave you a soft smile. You had no voice before that moment but the words flowed out with ease.
“It’s incredible. A function we didn’t see before. It only really came to light when looking back on everything Chae had done for me.”
“Chae?”
“It’s what I named the AI. He was placed with me to help me finish my project, but along the way he helped me with my daily life as well. Moreso after the accident. He was always attentive, aware of things I wasn’t, or possibly wasn’t even capable of knowing. I would say he helped make my life easier, and gave me confidence to be myself. This may not have been the original idea behind Chae’s creation, but it’s far greater.”
“I see… I guess we’ll be in touch.”
“Of course. Let me know when you’re ready to talk.”
Hyungwon grabbed the empty suitcase and set down a card. He took your hand and led you out, the two of you leaving in silence. At no point during that whole ordeal could you find your voice, yet when you were asked to speak you did. Not only that, the words you spoke felt so natural. It was true, Chae had helped you a lot, but you wouldn’t have said such things to help Hyungwon out. Yet that’s exactly what you did.
“What just happened back there…”
“Thanks for your help.”
“No… no I didn’t… what did you do to me!”
“I told you I wanted you to understand-”
“No, no, this isn’t it. You did something to me. I never would have said that… you’ve messed with my head and… that’s what you’re gonna do…”
“Hm?”
“Everyone in that conference room has their own AI made with your code… you’re gonna manipulate them and brainwash them to get what you want!”
“I wouldn’t use such terms.”
“Right, you said you were a programmer, and that’s all humans are to you, machines to reprogram so you get what you want. What exactly is that? What do you get out of this?”
“You. That’s all that matters here.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I know. It’s difficult for you to see things the way I do, but you’ll thank me in the end.”
“Hyungwon, please just-”
You yelled as you were shocked, stumbling and falling into Hyungwon’s arms. You were down in the garage and you felt as the necklace morphed and became a crown around your head. You felt a tingle as some minor shocks were sent to your head. It was becoming hard to keep your eyes open but you fought through it.
“Hyungwon…”
“Sh, please, don’t fight me.”
“If you keep doing this… I’ll never be on your side…”
“That’s not true. You know me, you trust me, we’ll be okay. In a few days, things will be in place.”
Minhyuk pulled up with the car, and Hyungwon got you into the backseat. When he got into the car by your side he told Minhyuk to drive. You found yourself staring out the window again, unable to run away.
“How did it go?”
“Everything is in place.” Hyungwon said. “I need you to update the orbs in the office. The sooner the better. Everyone has to be on board.”
“I’ll get to that once we return home.”
Overhearing the conversation, you could only wonder how the world was going to change. NexGen was a huge corporation, and their reach practically extended across the globe. All he needed was a few powerful people in his pocket and it would be over. You couldn’t stop him, and the horrible realization brought a smile to your face. It was getting hard to tell what side you were on. The line was already blurred, and soon enough it would disappear. All these positive feelings freaked you out. They were not your own, yet they were. It felt like Hyungwon was overriding your personality, little by little. You started breathing heavily and Hyungwon took your hand, getting you to look at him.
“Deep breaths, deep breaths, you’re okay. I know things must be scary now, but it’s going to be alright. There will only be happy things to come.”
Hyungwon gently caressed your face, slowly soothing you and calming your heart. Everything he said was true, and you knew that. He’d make it all a reality and there was nothing you could do to stop him. You’d end up forgetting all of this pain and confusion. It was a terrifying realization, and in a strange way it brought peace too.
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Sweetest Devil Chapter One
Pairing: MafiaBoss!Minhyuk x Fem!Reader
Genre: Mafia AU
Rating: M
Chapter Warnings: threatening, mentions of violence
Word Count: 4.9k
Masterlist | Tags: @scuzmunkie
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows through the partially closed bedroom curtains and creating a serene and contemplative atmosphere. A cool breeze whispered through the city’s narrow streets, carrying with it the faint scent of smoke and anticipation that managed to make its way between the barely shut window and into the spacious bedroom. In this darkness, the clandestine world of organized crime thrived, hidden beneath the surface of law and order.
Closely intertwined with the planned economy, there existed a vast underground economy comprising a spectrum of semi-legal and simply illegal activities involving state enterprises and households.
At the heart of this underworld stood Lee Minhyuk, a man shrouded in mystery and power. His iron grip stretched far and wide, his influence penetrating every facet of the city’s affairs. His reach knew no bounds, from the black market to the political arena. With caution in the enforcement of the criminal code slackening and the severity of punishment meted out softening, members of the nomenclature became, in association with organized crime, more and more involved in the underground economy, tapping a source of extra income and wealth. Misuse of privileges and power for personal enrichment, bribery, corruption, and economic criminality became commonplace among the ruling elite.
Everything was always easy for Minhyuk. Everything was handed to him on a golden plate, feeding well into the world of privilege from a young age due to the stature and status of his father. His father, a prominent businessman, was the owner of a massive corporation, which served as a successful front for his actual operations within the mafia. The front of a well-known and highly respected company shadowed the illegal activities under its name.
Minhyuk grew up in a castle of denials. The days revolved around high-society engagements, elite schooling, and a future tied to a flourishing corporate legacy. Still, the flashes of raw power, the late-night secretive meetings, and the silenced whispers hinted at the reality hidden beneath their opulent lifestyle.
As Minhyuk matured and began to grasp the dual aspects of his father’s world, a sense of ambition and thirst for power started growing within him. However, it was not simply a handed-down legacy he desired but a footprint he yearned to create, his own legacy built on the foundation of power, fear, and respect.
And fear he created.
It was all too easy for Minhyuk. Everything was all planned and calculated the moment his father spoke to him while he was on his deathbed. Each plan was written in fine ink, ready to be put into play when given the proper chance.
His manipulation of the power dynamics within the city was masterful, and instilling fear within his enemies became an integral part of his strategy. With the resources of the massive corporation at his disposal and a network of loyal individuals bred in the dog-eat-dog ethos of the mafia, he devised viably sinister ways of marking his territory. Word soon spread about the consequences of crossing paths with the young corporation leader, chilling tales that were sure to make even the most seasoned criminals think twice.
He mastered the art of psychological warfare by using calculated and detailed plans. He would watch and study his enemies, understanding their habits, weaknesses, and fears. He was the proverbial hunter, lurking in the shadows, observing his prey before making a move.
His preferred methodology was not necessarily immediate physical harm. Instead, he found joy in the slow dance of fear, letting his enemies sleep with the constant dread of an impending strike. He would leave his signature marks on their daily lives in places they wouldn’t expect, indicating that he was close, watching, and waiting. This induced paranoia turned their lives into a continuous nightmare, always fearful of when and where Minhyuk would strike next.
However, he was confident when the right time came to take action. It was a combination of cruelty and precision. Strikes would occur when they were least expected, ensuring the maximum psychological impact. He chose methods that would not just physically impair but that were designed to break the spirit.
His rule was a chess game, with every piece moving according to his plan and every opponent dancing to his tune. The dominion of fear was his kingdom, and he commanded it with awe-inspiring ease. He would only accept a deal if he knew everything about the company involved—its ins and outs, strengths and weaknesses. His knowledge of the workings of other companies was extensive. Beyond their financial statements and market position, he found a way to learn their most guarded secrets and their most critical vulnerabilities.
He could easily take a company out if he cut off its lifelines, manipulated its networks, and turned its strengths into weaknesses. He could orchestrate the downfall of any entity he set in his sights. Whether it was a hostile takeover in the boardroom or a quietly executed maneuver in the market, he could crumble an empire with just a word or a pen stroke.
So he was ready when the call came from his rival, Taehyung. Taehyung might have been the head of a formidable empire. Still, Minhyuk saw only z chessboard, with his pieces primed for the checkmate. To Taehyung, it was a call for negotiation. Still, to Minhyuk, who had long since been studying Taehyung’s empire inside and out, it was an open invitation to initiate his detailed plan of destruction.
The phrase “making a deal with the devil” has a chilling resonance in the world that Minhyuk commanded. His peers were all too aware that entering a pact with him was a dangerous game. Minhyuk’s endgame was never in doubt: total dominance and the scent of fear lingering in the air. Whether it was in gleaming corporate boardrooms or murky underworld meetings, the name Minhyuk spelled a silent, impending doom.
He fostered relationships only to exploit them; he formed alliances only to break them when the odds turned in his favor. His uncanny talent to predict market trends, control financial ebbs, and anticipate his competitor’s moves underlined the fear he commanded. His rival firms understood the cost of crossing paths with him, for his punishments were legendary, as severe as they were swift, inducing a sense of living peril in those who dared to defy him.
No one dared to retaliate, for the rising tide of fear was overwhelming. This was Minhyuk’s world, his rules, and his game. When the word ‘deal’ was mentioned in association with Minhyuk, it signified not negotiation but surrender, not partnership but submission. Such was his reputation that even the audacious and resilient were wary, for they knew that those who danced with the devil eventually got burned. Every deal was a masterstroke in his favor, and each chess move brought him closer to absolute domination, upholding his reign of fear and power.
After all, everyone knew that their company was practically his once they made a deal with Minhyuk.
The transfer of power was subtle yet absolute. Their independent operations would gradually be infused with Minhyuk’s influence until his dominion became inevitable. They were, in effect, handing over the keys of their empire to him, subdued by his power dynamics and shaken by his ruthless strategies.
Over the span of a year, Minhyuk’s influence began to grow at a pace few could match. As each month passed, so did the transfer of yet another company under his rule. Companies, once rivals, turned to allies, then gradually turned into chess pieces in his grand game of corporate warfare.
What started as fear turned into an uncontested rule of Minhyuk over most of the business empire in the city. And to those who thought they could weather the storm without repercussions, time soon revealed that none could evade the expanding shadow of Minhyuk’s influence. His strategic and relentless pursuit of dominance rendered him an irresistible force, and he rose quickly with an authority that was impossible to deny or defy. The trail left in his wake was one marked with the remnants of fallen empires and thriving ones that now bore his brand.
Accepting a deal with Minhyuk was a surrender to his rule and a testament to his strategy of control, a silent acknowledgment of the reality that had come to be: the reign of Minhyuk.
That was why when Minhyuk got the call from Taehyung, someone he had been studying for far too long, slowly watching in the darkness how his company slowly crumbled around him, he was far too thrilled to deny the chance at taking what should be his.
He remembered it as a meeting where Taehyung, once a fiery competitor, begged for help. His rival’s empire was teetering on the brink, collapsing under its own weight, and Taehyung was desperate to save it. He didn’t realize that by inviting Minhyuk in, he was unwittingly accelerating his own downfall.
At this meeting, he met Y/N, a sharp-witted, stern-faced individual who avoided hiding her disdain for him. From the first moment, Y/N’s eyes made it clear she was unimpressed and semi-aware of his reputation. But Minhyuk was enticed. For the first time in a long time, someone dared to challenge him and dared to look him in the eye without flinching. Y/N sparked a thrill within him that he hadn’t felt in a long time—an exciting prospect of a chase.
His fascination with Y/N, however, didn’t distract him. For him, this meeting was a clear indicator of the scope of his victory. It reinforced his belief in an inevitable future where Taehyung’s company wasn’t just allied with him but firmly within his grasp, yet another chess piece in his grand scheme.
He had plans for her. He knew all too well the type of relationship Taehyung had with her. He was there to break that, too.
The moment the large oak doors shut behind him was when Minhyuk’s dark eyes met Taehyungs for the first time. Minhyuk didn’t try to hide the wicked grin slowly inching his face. Taehyung had signed off on the rights to what he and his family had built when he called Minhyuk.
Minhyuk waited a second longer, letting the silence permeate the room, emphasizing his superiority, before he finally leaned back, steeping his fingers in front of him.
“Here’s what I propose,” he began, his tone taking on a deadly serious edge. “Your company has potential, but it is sinking fast. I can provide the necessary resources to keep it afloat. In return, 70% of the profits go into my corporation. You can keep the remaining 20%.”
Taehyung whitened at the figures, but before he could voice his protests, Minhyuk cut him off, his voice icy calm. “I understand it might sound extreme, but let’s be honest. 20% of something is better than 100% of nothing. Besides, it’s your only viable option unless you want to witness the final collapse of your empire.”
The room fell silent again, the hidden threat hanging heavy in the air. Minhyuk continued, “One last thing, Taehyung. You attempt to cross me even once; you try to stab me in the back, and you will soon grasp the reality of regret. This is not an alliance of equals. You came to me. Remember that.”
Faced with the stark reality of his situation, Taehyung nodded his understanding. The look in his eyes had shifted from desperation to resignation; the reality of his impending loss was settling in. His empire was on the brink of becoming another pawn in Minhyuk’s game. The reign of Minhyuk had crept closer, consuming his world.
“Do we have a deal, Taehyung?”
“Well, under the circumstances, it appears I have little choice but to say yes-” he started, trying to inject some confidence into his voice with a snide remark on the tip of his tongue. Taehyung swallowed uncertainly, his bravado fading fast under Minhyuk’s unwavering gaze.
But Minhyuk quickly cut him off, his icy stare boring holes into Taehyung. “This is not the time for your wit, Taehyung. Do we have a deal or not?” His tone was chillingly calm, a stark contrast to the underlying threat his words carried. “Or else I will just walk away and watch you fall with your terrible company. After all, it will make more room for me to grow.”
Humbled, Taehyung took a deep breath and sullenly responded. “Yes, we have a deal.”
The reins of his once-thriving empire were being handed over to his rival, Minhyuk, and the price this alliance would cost was not lost on him. His snarkiness was a luxury he could no longer afford. As the reality of his situation sank in, Taehyung could feel the walls of his world crumbling under the reign of Minhyuk.
But Minhyuk was never stupid. Minhyuk knew the second he walked out of the doors, Taehyung would stab him in the back when given the right time. It didn’t take long for it to happen. Taehyung had thought he was smart with his actions, believing that Minhyuk was unaware of the underhand dealings he was scheming. Taehyung underestimated Minhyuk once again.
Minhyuk’s network was vast and wide, and whispers of Taehyung’s treachery reached him quickly. Hidden sources and embedded spies in strategic positions were all orchestrated to monitor Taehyung’s every move. Such subterfuge was pitiful, child’s play to Minhyuk. Minhyuk was aware of every whispered agreement in shadowy corners, veiled threat, and secret alliance Taehyung attempted to forge.
Unbeknownst to Taehyung, his betrayal was not a surprise but an awaited step in Minhyuk’s grand design. As he continued weaving the illusion of getting away with his actions, Minhyuk watched. But just as Taehyung had a knife aimed at his back, Minhyuk was ready with an entire artillery. With each passing day, as Taehyung sunk deeper into his deception, Minhyuk meticulously laid out his countermeasures. The impending downfall of Taehyung’s empire was merely a matter of time.
The dawn broke through the horizon as the sun began its daily ascent, slowly but determinedly painting the sky with orange, red, and pink hues. The chilly morning breeze danced through the open windows, carrying the sweet, tantalizing scent of blooming flowers from the courtyard. In these quiet, tranquil moments of dawn, the world seemed still, almost at peace.
Minhyuk, already busy since the sun started to rise, took a moment to appreciate the scenic transition from moonlight to sunrise before his concentration was interrupted. Three harsh knocks on his room door echoed in the still morning air, an important sound not lost on him. He knew what those three harsh knocks meant.
Instinctively, he put down his work, knowing that the rhythm of those knocks signaled urgent matters. Changkyun entered, holding a tablet tightly in his hands. His face was tense, lips pressed into a thin line, and eyes filled with a seriousness that immediately erased any notions of tranquility Minhyuk enjoyed a moment ago.
“You need to see this,” Changkyun said gravely, nudging the tablet in front of Minhyuk.
Even before Changkyun uttered another word, Minhyuk could see that it was something serious. His heart pounding in his ears, he took the tablet into his hands and pressed play.
The video started playing—silently, in black and white. It was grainy and shaky but unmistakably Taehyung. He was darting his eyes left and right as though checking for any watchers, and then he slipped into a building with a man Minhyuk recognized as one of his own associates.
“There’s audio, too.” Changkyun hinted, and Minhyuk turned the volume up. The incriminating conversation left no room for misunderstandings or assumptions. Taehyung was plotting against him and trying to sway his loyal personnel.
Bitter fury surged through his veins as he processed the video. The tranquil morning was tainted now, replaced with the harsh reality of the day. Minhyuk looked up at Changkyun, anger in his eyes but determination etched into his features, “It’s time I paid Taehyung a visit.”
Minhyuk’s entrance was as authoritative as his presence. The oak doors echoed a resounding bang as he thrust them open, their magnificence untamed, mirroring his determination. The Study, bathed in a subdued morning light, seemed engulfed in an uncanny silence, a sharp contrast to the storm that was about to unleash.
The absence of Taehyung’s secretary was evident, a small element that didn’t escape Minhyuk’s notice. A smirk played at the edges of his lips. This was confirmation, confirmation that his visit was indeed causing a ripple.
His eyes, blazing with fury, slowly took in the details of the room, eventually resting on Taehyung. Seated at his sprawling desk, Taehyung looked up - the interruption unexpected.
Taehyung’s initial surprise flickered into recognition as he met Minhyuk’s dark gaze. The foreboding look - burning, intense, burdened with accusation - made Taehyung stiffen subtly.
The tension, thick and tangible, enveloped the room. Added to the deafening silence that filled the air, the atmosphere felt palpable and ominous. It was clear - peace wouldn’t be a guest here for long.
“You know, when I make a second visit, it usually leads to the other party with a bullet in their head and the full fall of their company,” Minhyuk began, slowly walking towards Taehyung’s desk. “You can explain yourself to me right now, and I may find it within myself to forgive you, or I can watch you make up some sort of shitty lie to try to excuse this.”
A tablet crashed onto the desk, causing the silence to scatter for a fleeting moment as Minhyuk sat across from him. The playback immediately shows Taehyung in a confidential conversation with one of Minhyuk’s employees. The voices were hushed, but the audio was crystal clear.
The sharp intake of breath from Taehyung gave away his surprise at being confronted with undeniable proof of his deceit. Minhyuk looked at him, his gaze piercing and full of scorn.
“Play your game, Taehyung, and let’s see how far these lies carry you,” he said, his tone loaded with pure contempt. The threat, while implicit, was clear. This was not an idle visit. It was a reckoning. “If you think I wasn’t aware the second you tried going behind my back, you’re wrong. If you think I was stupid not to notice that I was only getting 65%, I can assure you, you’re wrong.”
Taehyung couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, a sound all the more sinister given the tense atmosphere. He met Minhyuk’s gaze squarely, not a sliver of fear in his eyes. “You always were a smart one, Minhyuk,” he mused, his voice steady as he leaned back in his chair.
“But here’s where you’re mistaken,” Taehyung continued, his grin striking a sharp contrast with his chilling words. “I never once thought you pointless. On the contrary, I counted on it.” His gaze held Minhyuk’s, his tone calm as he played with the edge of a silver pen. “Make no mistake, Minhyuk. I didn’t steal from you out of desperation. I did it because I knew I could.”
His defiant laughter echoed through the room, the sound as chilling as his cold, calculated gaze. His words held an audacious certainty, a cocky defiance that suggested he was not scared of his reveal. “So let’s continue this little game of ours, Minhyuk. After all, the grand finale is always the most thrilling part.”
Minhyuk’s expression turned cold, a silent warning to Taehyung. “Do consider this,” he began, every word laced with an ice-cold venom. “That grand finale of yours might not be as thrilling as you think if all you have left is a scorched empire.”
He leaned forward, giving Taehyung a piercing look that could cut through the hardest of stones. “Your bravado seems to have blinded you to the truth of your situation. Would I let something like that be brushed under a rug? My involvement in your company was the best thing that happened to it. And your games? They gave me the perfect reason to back away.”
Minhyuk straightened in his chair, his eyes never leaving Taehyung’s as he slowly smirked, playing his cards perfectly well. “I have enough information to expose every shady detail of your operations to the public. I could watch your empire crumble from up close or from afar. And you know I’m capable of both.”
The room fell ominously silent. The grin on Taehyung’s face vanished as he began to comprehend the gravity of his situation. His playful demeanor began to fade, replaced with a desperate realization. As the meaning of Minhyuk’s words settled, the audacious, fearless man was reduced to silence. A silence that spoke volumes.
“So I’m going to be generous just this once because I find it awfully amusing that you think you can get your way. I’ll continue to help your shitty company, but in return, I now get 95% of your earnings, and your secretary is mine.”
Minhyuk’s words seemed to echo in the room, reverberating off the sleek marble floors and the imposing bookshelves lined with countless achievements of Taehyung’s ill-gained empire. The silence followed was heavy, hanging in the air with a tangible presence, like the calm before a storm.
The sudden shift in the atmosphere was startling. Gone was the cocky playfulness that had so far characterized Taehyung’s demeanor. Instead, what followed was a quiet realization, dread seeping into his eyes that had once held defiant certainty. His proud posture slumped, his gaze dropping to the floor, unable to bear the weight of Minhyuk’s piercing gaze.
Minhyuk went to sit in the high-back leather chair, an arm casually draped over the armrest, his expression calm but his eyes displaying an evident victory. Not a word was uttered, but the message was clear. His proposition was not up for negotiation.
“Consider it as a small price to pay for the grand finale,” Minhyuk added after what felt like an eternity, breaking the silence. His gaze flickered to the grand chandelier hanging above, its crystal droplets reflecting the dim lighting of the room, then back to Taehyung. “Or, if you prefer, enjoying your last day in this office. I can picture-”
“Wait,” Taehyung’s voice hit the air sharply, like an arrow slicing through the tense atmosphere. The casual mention of Y/N had him now on high alert. His demeanor shifted, desperation tinging his voice. “Y/N has nothing to do with this!”
Minhyuk laughed, his low laughter echoing tauntingly in the room. “Oh, but she does,” he said, the glint in his eyes accentuating the chandelier’s dim light. “She’s your right hand, isn’t she? Someone, it seems you go to a lot. Losing her would hurt.”
Taehyung clenched his fists, his earlier cockiness replaced by a determined fierceness. “You can take my earnings, Minhyuk. Take 99% if you want, but keep Y/N out of this!”
But Minhyuk only shook his head, his entire demeanor radiating finality as he looked Taehyung directly in the eye. “Ninety-five percent of your earnings, and Y/N works for me. That’s not up for negotiation, Taehyung.” His words rang out, the final note of a song that signaled the beginning of the end for Taehyung’s reign. The end of his dialogue leaves the room held high in oppressive silence. “Either way, she’ll be working with me. It’s completely up to you where you find yourself in this spot.”
Taehyung sat there, forcibly trying to swallow back his anger as he processed Minhyuk’s final words. His defiance slowly gave way to a cold resignation. He knew he had no cards left to play. Minhyuk had trapped him in a corner, and all paths led to the same outcome.
With a defeated sigh, he managed a nod, the action almost imperceptible. “Fine,” he murmured, the word tasting bitter on his tongue. “Y/N... Y/N works for you.” His voice felt hoarse, threatening to crack. He could barely meet Minhyuk’s gaze as he admitted his defeat. “You win.”
Minhyuk’s face broke into a cruel smirk, a gleam of satisfaction twinkling in his eyes.
“Great!” he chimed, clapping his hands together. “I’m glad we could come to an agreement.” He leaned back in his chair, gazing at Taehyung with unwavering confidence. “Call her in, tell her it’s important. Then, fire her.” His voice was icy as he instructed Taehyung, devoid of any empathy or regret. “If you say anything about our little deal... I’ll fucking kill you.”
This was a game, and Minhyuk was savoring his victory.
Minhyuk’s words rang in the silence that hung heavily for a moment. Minhyuk was precisely where he needed to be. He could read Taehyung’s face so easily.
Straightening his suit, Minhyuk strode confidently out of the office, his neat footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor. He slipped out into the cool embrace of the outdoors, the early evening air crisp and fresh. Retrieving his phone from his pocket, nimble digits typed in a number he knew by heart—a contact he rarely called but one that held significant importance to his plans.
“Everything’s in place,” his voice was assured, filled with the finality their agreement held, as he indulged in a brief conversation. His eyes flicked towards the grand building he had just exited, his lips twisting into a satisfied smirk. This brief respite, secretive in nature, only served to fuel his sense of anticipation. “Make sure you are always a step ahead. I can’t have you slacking on me.”
The call ended briskly, leaving only the faint hum of the city around him. His thumb scanned over the illuminated screen before submerging his device back into the safety of his pocket. The gears had been set in motion—all there was left was to savor the unraveling of his carefully woven plan.
Upon re-entering the building, Minhyuk noticed a fresh presence. Y/N, Taehyung’s secretary, had finally arrived at the office. Taehyung, upon her arrival, had promptly pulled her into his office, closing the door behind them.
With a dismissive shrug, Minhyuk moved to Y/N’s vacated desk, lowering himself into her seat. He glanced around briefly before his gaze landed on her personal phone, left unattended on the polished wooden surface. An unbidden smirk curled on his lips as he reached for it—snooping wasn’t usually his style, but the situation demanded a bit of dirty play from him. As he began to skim through her files and messages, his smirk only grew wider as he read her incoming messages.
Upon the distinct sound of the office door creaking open and resonating shut with an echoing thud, Minhyuk lifted his gaze. His eyes locked onto Y/N, who had just entered the room, her face etched with surprise upon detecting an unexpected presence. A slow, treacherous smirk crept its way onto Minhyuk’s face as he reclined leisurely in Y/N’s usually occupied seat, the creak of the leather chair blending seamlessly with the palpable tension.
Minhyuk gave a low chuckle, his eyes glinting with amusement as he tapped onto her phone. “Your phone has been going off like crazy. Your friend Joohyun wants to know where you went, and Kihyun... he wanted to know where you went too.” He narrated with a teasing grin, his voice carrying a deceptively smooth charm.
Her retort was instantaneous, the sharpness of her delivery slicing through the tension like an icy dagger. “Fuck you,” she spat out, enunciating each word with a venom that only heightened his amusement. Her face was hardened, and her teeth gritted together in a mix of defiance and infuriation.
As she marched over with hurried steps, Minhyuk met her with a smirk. She reached for her phone and kept it in his possession, but much to her surprise, he had other plans. His grip latched onto her wrist, a vice-like hold preventing her from pulling away. His eyes didn’t waver from her surprised expression.
“I think you should be nice to your new boss, Y/N. After all, I could be leaving you to fend for yourself. Business is an ugly thing.” He advised smoothly. His tone was cold, laced with a chilling sincerity.
The more she tugged, the tighter his grasp grew in response. It was a silent but potent display of his seriousness.
“You’re hurting me…” she murmured, her voice reduced to a mere whisper.
“And you hurt me when you don’t respect me.” he countered, his gaze boring into hers.
Releasing her abruptly, he watched the quick flicker of her eyes. He could see her check for any residue of his harsh grip - any bruise he might have left - with a mixture of fear and relief on her face when she found none.
“I’ll see you Monday at 8,” he spoke nonchalantly, shifting his focus back onto her. “Do not be late.”
Minhyuk’s face transformed into a triumphant smirk as he watched her storm off, her swift strides punctuated with righteous anger. He continued to watch as she disappeared into the elevator, the soft ding of its arrival doing nothing to dissipate the stiff silence left in her wake. The swiftly closing doors served as a temporary barrier, obstructing their shared visual tête-à-tête. Yet the intensity of her piercing glare was etched vividly in his mind.
Once he was left alone in the gently humming silence of the now-empty office, he withdrew his phone from his pocket. His fingers danced swiftly over the keys, composing a succinct message to an anonymous recipient. ‘You better keep an eye on her,’ he typed, his smirk never leaving his lips as he dispatched the message into the digital ether. Minhyuk was content with the knowledge that his plan was smoothly unfolding, step by step, inevitably.
#kvanity#monsta x fanfic#monsta x series#monsta x mafia au#minhyuk x reader#minhyuk series#minhyuk mafia au#kihyun mafia au#taehyung x reader
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I first made these as temporary tattoos that I wore when I saw Monsta X back in May! Since then I redid a couple and colored them!
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made this au back in 2019 and based it mostly on "Are You There?" and "We Are Here" eras where MX are demons of 7 deadly sins
#monsta x#shownu#wonho#kihyun#minhyuk#hyungwon#jooheon#changkyun#demon au#kihyuk#showho#jookyun#au#monsta x fanart#kpop#kpop fanart#my art
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Changkyun as a Cyberpunk Demon.
#changkyun#changkyun moodboard#changkyun au#im changkyun#wonho#hyungwon#minhyuk#shownu#kihyun#jooheon#monsta x aesthetic#monsta x moodboard#monsta x#cyberpunk#cyberpunk changkyun#cyberpunk character
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MonstaX Mafia!AU: Their wife running away again
So I wanted to do a reaction for MonstaX based on this request from a long time ago. Because the stories got pretty long I'm writing it in 2 parts. I hope you guys enjoy! ~HyeJin
Warnings: crude-ish language, not really gender neutral
HyunWoo (Shownu):
Neither of you wanted to get married, to anyone, ever. Yet both of you knew it was necessary in today's society. He needed someone by his side during official matters, you just wanted everyone off your back as you lived your life.
Your marriage felt a lot more like a business partnership than a marriage even though you had chosen to get married to each other. You'd have dinner together and even that felt like a meeting. When you'd go out together he would introduce you as his partner instead of his wife, not seeing what was wrong with that.
The type of relationship you had never bothered you until one day he said something particularly hurtful.
You were out at an event that one of his "friends" had invited him to. You went to socialize as he stood with a man named JB, most likely making yet another deal. You felt like Shownu never did much else. You had met a man named Jimin. He was charming and easy to talk to so naturally you talked for a large part of the evening. That was until Shownu approached.
"Jimin," he greeted and turned to greet you as well "Wife." Is what he chose to greet you as. You scoffed in disbelief. Jimin merely nodded as he immediately noticed the uneasy tension that greeting had created, and he went for his drink to have a way to avoid conversation. But Shownu didn't leave it at that.
"You know, you can always break our contract. Then you can bed whoever you want." his face was stoic, dead serious, as he looked down at you. You heard Jimin cough beside you, nearly choking on the whiskey he was sipping on. Your expression went from shocked to a scowl.
"Yeah, let's break it right now. Wouldn't that be the biggest deal of the age." you all but spat at him. He had never seen you angry, not even frustrated, so your reaction took him by surprise as you walked off, exiting the party. Then again, he had never treated you this way either. He was always very respectful and careful with his words.
You stayed away for a few weeks. He had called you but you hadn't picked up. So after those few weeks he decided to come over to where he knew you were staying. "I know what I said was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you that way. Will you come back and be my partner? If you still want to." Is what he had said with flowers in his hands. You found that it was futile arguing over something like that while you weren't even an actual couple, but his words had hurt you more than you would have liked to admit.
You went back to the house you shared with him. You tried to pretend nothing had happened, that it hadn't bothered you. The two of you spent more time together now than before. He started consulting you more on official matters but more futile matters as well, as which tie to wear when going out.
Months passed and the more you started feeling like a couple, the more his words ran through your mind. Either one of you could break the arrangement at any time. It bothered you. You didn't really run away, you told him you were travelling for business as you really just wanted time for yourself. To think. You only told the maid and JooHeon, who you were close with, where you went and to call you if anything was up.
And so JooHeon called you after only 5 days of your absence. "Would you be able to come back, or maybe just call Shownu? He is planning to do something stupid and he won't listen to us." He couldn't tell you much but his tone of voice told you enough to take a plane back home.
So now you stood in front of him, bags just dropped in the hallway as your first thought was to go to him and talk him out of whatever he was planning.
"JooHeon called me." you stated simply, he hummed in response. You walked up to him, taking the rims of his suit jacket in your hands and looking up at him. "Tell me what's going on." you urged with a light and careful tone of voice. He sighed deeply, making it almost sound like a low grumble from the depths of his chest. He started to explain how BTS had been getting into their territory and he couldn't let that go unpunished. He had to show they, MX, weren't to be messed with. So he was planning on doing so in a violent manner, something he usually didn't go for. "Sweetheart" You stated, you never used endearing names with him but it just flowed off your lips so easily. He softened at the sound of it so you went on "You know that won't end well. You can't ignore the fact that they have more power than you. We should handle this more diplomatically, more strategically. That is the only way we'll win this." his eyes had closed but you could see he was listening. It was silent in the room for a moment until he spoke up with just a few words. "You're right." you looked shocked for a second making him smile.
"How is it you listen to no one but me?" you finally said with a giggle. He raised an eyebrow. "What good is a husband that doesn't listen to his wife."
Again you paused for a moment, your smile falling just a little. "That's the first time you called me your wife without it having a negative undertone." you said.
"I never wanted it to have a negative undertone. I'm not good at this type of stuff, but can we try this again? Will you marry me... Again? For real this time." That wasn't the moment or place he wanted to ask you, nor did he get to set the mood. He didn't get down on one knee, but he did hold you close, eyes never leaving yours as he held a beautifully crafted engagement ring in his hand. "Yes, but how about we do this properly this time and date first." He laughed at this yet slipped the ring on your finger. "God, I have a lot to learn. Don't I? But I'll do anything for you."
MinHyuk:
You knew Minhyuk before his mafia days as the cute kid in your class in primary school. Then afterwards you knew him as one of the rebels in high school. After that, you didn't really know him at all. That was until he approached you one day when you were out shopping for a birthday present for a friend of yours. He walked up to you as if you had been best friends, boldly asking you out. He seemed cool, collected, a little intimidating even. Yet you felt the urge to say yes.
You were under the impression that he had changed a lot from how you knew him, that was until you saw his celebratory dance once he got back to his friends.
After that first date, came a second and a third up until a 12th. It took a while for the two of you to actually become a couple yet you were always talking, texting and spending time together to an extent that it felt weird to still ask to become a couple. Until one day. "Can we make this official?" he wondered out loud one evening when he had come over. Sounding more like a question to himself than to you, yet you answered. "I think we can." You had replied. After that it suddenly all went really fast. Two years later you had already gotten married.
Even before you got married you had voiced your concern about the people he hung out with. He told you not to worry but after you got married you found out exactly what type of thing he was involved with and you ran to get some time to think.
He came to find you and promised there was nothing to worry about, that he wasn't doing anything dangerous. You trusted him and went back home.
Though you ran again when you found out that wasn't entirely true. He had come home, not being as talkative as usual and he had barely even given you a hug since he got home. While he was making himself a snack you walked up behind him, wrapping your arms around him. As soon as your hands made contact with his sides, he flinched.
You looked up at him with a frown yet he didn't make eye contact. Before you could question him however, the doorbell rang. You gave him a pointed look, telling him that you would talk about it later.
"Good evening ma'am. Is that your car out front?" the man in police uniform asked as you had opened the door with a frown. You glanced over his shoulder, past his colleague, to see what car he was talking about.
"That's my husband's, why?" you asked, knowing all too well at that point it wasn't because of bad parking. "May we speak with him?" as soon as you nodded they were already pushing past you, into the living room where he now stood. They took him with them for questioning for something they weren't allowed to tell you. Not long after their headlights had left your view, you were also in your car. Not knowing where you were going, but knowing it would be away from there.
A few weeks later, his friends had contacted you saying he was in prison for a few months for illegal ownership of weaponry as they couldn't charge him with much more. You knew damn well he had done much more but didn't care to find out. You didn't even visit or contact him as you were even living with a good friend from work for a while, until you figured out what it was you wanted.
After the few months passed, he was released, and there you stood to pick him up. "Y/N?" he sounded shocked to see you there, you didn't expect yourself to be there either, yet you couldn't help yourself after Shownu had let you know when he would be released.
As soon as he stood before you, as his eyes met yours, the tears started to flow. You hit his chest as he held onto your shoulders, taking whatever blows you sent his way. "I tried so hard to hate you." you sniffed, giving in and falling into his chest. "I love you too" he said with a kiss on your forehead. He drove the two of you home, as your eyes were too puffy to drive, and he promised himself he'd do better for you.
KiHyun:
This got so long so I wrote a short version here but if you want to read the longer version it, you can do so here: Little bit of love - Kihyun.
You hated each other, not from day one but you definitely learned to hate each other. You were forced to meet, forced to wed and forced to live together. You had been found the worthless daughter after a line of four strong strapping young men. He was the successful son of an even more successful kingpin who hadn't yet found a woman to marry at the age of 26 and his father found it a disgrace.
It took a year of living under the same roof and being at each other's throats before you cracked and ran off. He couldn't care less but it was his father who was fuming to catch you selling goods on the black market and to have his men drag you back to his son who would "have to teach you a good lesson".
It took him seeing how his father treated you for you to see a different, more protective side of him. He wasn't ever the nicest to you, but as his father came to lecture, he came up for you. He told his own father off, the man who he normally obeyed no matter what he would say. You were in the other room and heard everything they said. Every quality he thought you had, every quirk he thought was a benefit, every 'good' thing he had noticed you do for his and your fathers' groups, when you thought no one had even taken mind of it. He told his father he had no right treating you that way when he hadn't even bothered to visit at your invites.
His father walked out without another word and KiHyun went off to his personal bedroom, not knowing you had overheard the conversation.
He didn't treat you much different after that, but you realised he hadn't been treating you all that bad to begin with. The two of you were just always frustrated and irritable and you took it out on each other. It was the way you both coped with how those around you treated you.
One day you were sitting in the couch reading, not really caring about the stuff that still needed to be done around the house as your feet were sore from a long day. Of course KiHyun, irritable as ever, had to point it out with a grumble and reproach. You looked up at him with a blank face, letting him rant about all of the stuff you had carelessly decided not to do. You slowly closed your book and set it down on the table as you watched him get more and more worked up.
Once he was done with his rant about you, you were still sitting there with your eyes on him as his eyes finally met your gaze. Your expression still calm, almost indifferent. You tapped the spot on the couch beside you, telling him to come sit by you. The scoff that he let out almost sounded like a whimper telling you just how stressed he was. No matter how much he liked to believe you hated each other, he did as you asked. "Talk to me, I know shit is hard so talk to me."
After that evening, instead of yelling insults and throwing blame at each other, you would actually start talking about what was actually bothering the two of you that day. And you started to tolerate each other.
One evening he had invited you to a karaoke night with his friends. It was Minhyuk's birthday and his wife had arranged for a party at a local karaoke bar. Apparently Minhyuk had asked if KiHyun would take you so his wife had someone to talk to.
You got to know yet another side of him that night, and you quite enjoyed it as you had fun, danced, sang and laughed together. "You're such a beautiful couple." DalRae, Minhyuk's wife, commented to you at some point during the evening. "You're so supportive of each other and he is always looking out for you even when he's with his friends. It makes me think everything can work out even when there's so much going on." Her words haunted your mind the entire night, slowly making you realise the feelings you had developed for him over the course of those past months.
Kihyun might have realised the same thing as that evening when you got home he stopped you in your path before you could go to your separate room and kissed you deeply. You wanted to stop him, thinking the alcohol had taken over his actions, but as he reassured you that wasn't the case you couldn't stop yourself anymore.
You ran off after you essentially had a one night stand with your husband. At least that was what it was probably supposed to be like for the two of you. Your head filled with doubts if the night before meant anything, but just as filled with doubts if it didn't. Not even 2 hours after you left you already got back to your house.
You found him in the kitchen but you didn't dare to look at him, pretending like you only went in there to put away the croissants you had picked up on the way. A deep sigh that sounded like relief was heard from Kihyun's direction. "I thought you ran." His voice sounded cheerless, almost pained. You couldn't help but be honest with him. "I did." You said, pausing for a moment "But I came back."
With those words, he kissed you again. "It wasn't the alcohol that made me yearn for you, it just gave me the courage to finally show you how I feel."
♥ Thanks for reading ♥
hyungwon, jooheon, Part 2 coming soon (Do you guys want a wonho one? I'll write it separately)
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Witch Minhyuk and his very large dog familiar named Jooheon ✨
Minhyuk cast a spell on him that makes him a bit larger than a normal golden retriever. When they aren’t flying for travel, he uses that spell to make him as large as a horse 🐶
MX Witch AU
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Birthday Cake
Birthday cake surprise, Huta/Minhyuk your present.
Stripper AU. Suggestive.
Word count 510
Birthday cake.
The surprise birthday party is in full swing.
Alcohol flowing freely, food consumed at a fast pace.
Laughter and conversation light.
The mood is full on party mode.
The birthday girl received and opened her many gifts with delightful glee.
Her bestie who painstakingly organized the party has a secret she is about to reveal.
She motions with a wave of her hand.
A large tiered birthday cake is ushered in.
Everyone now has eyes on the cake.
Music filters through the speakers, lights shine on the cake.
♡Hot, burning, heat up the track
Take a easy step
Leave it to the rhythm
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Fell down naturally
I'm sorry, there's no way out
A big welcome, welcome
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)♡
The party guest look at the cake with anticipation, the birthday girl looks at the scene and takes in the atmosphere, a feeling of nervousness and curiosity.
As the music plays the tiers of the cake, rumble.
The cake walls fall, to reveal a handsome, chiselled man wearing all black leather and cowboy hat.
Giggles fill the room.
Huta or Minhyuk if you prefer, moves to the rhythm, every gesture seductive and dripping masculine sex appeal.
The female guests cheer and clap their eyes fixated on him.
Slowly with purposeful allure he removes his shirt revealing his well toned arms and abs.
Squeals of approval are his reward demanding more.
Turning his back to the audience, revealing his shoulders and back, his defined form on show.
He dances to attract his body swaying.
Turning, he focuses on the birthday girl.
With a swiftness not expected, he is at her side.
Rubbing his body against hers.
He whispers in her ear,
♡Oh, baby, a'ight I'm worth it
It's okay, don't be shy
One more time, a'ight, just feel it
Oh, deep in my eyes
I'll give you all the thrill and sweetness
Everything is for you♡
Goosebumps cover her body, his face so close to hers.
Dancing his seduction, the birthday girl is captivated.
Placing the cowboy hat on her head, his arms surround her, consume her.
Gently he
places her hands on his chest, as he stands behind her, his hips swaying left and right.
He navigates her hands with his, roaming and exploring his form.
Little by little they edge lower and lower.
Whispering in her ear.
♡Boom, shaka-laka
Boom, shaka-laka
I'm ready, you ready? Uh♡
Feeling immensely turned on, inhibitions gone.
Her hands touch his crutch and she lets loose and explores.
The guests are going wild, her friends jealous but enjoying the show.
He grinds his hips into her ass, turning her around, he proceeds to bump and grind.
With a wink, he unclasps his black leather pants, swinging them above his head.
Naked as the moment of his birth, masculine confidence oozing, he goes back to the cake.
A few final dance steps for the party guests.
The music stops.
Moans of regret fill the air.
With a smile and wink he departs.
"Wow"
Is the consensus.
"Just wow!".
#huta fanfic#huta x reader#Minhyuk fanfic#lee minhyuk × reader#btob imagine#btob × reader#BTOB fanfic#huta imagines#lee minhyuk fanfic#btob fanfic#btob scenarios#btob au#huta au#minhyuk x reader#minhyuk smut#minhyuk imagine
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Shownu As Your Boyfriend
Boyfriend
(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%
Monsta x masterlist here
Son Hyunwoo is a man who will definitely give you his adorable smile every day. You make him happy all the time, and he is grateful to have you in his life. You are very lucky to have him as your boyfriend! Son Hyunwoo is a kind, caring, and loving person. He is always there for you, and he always makes you feel special. He is the type of boyfriend who would do anything for you, and he would never take you for granted. You make Hyunwoo happy because you are always there for him, too. You listen to him when he needs to talk, and you always make him feel loved. You are his best friend, his lover, and his soulmate.
Son Hyunwoo is the type of boyfriend who loves to give you bear hugs. He will do it anytime he wants, but especially when you're feeling sad. He will pull you close and tell you everything will be fine. His bear hugs are warm and comforting, and they always make you feel better. He knows how to make you feel safe and loved, and he always knows how to make you smile.
The type of boyfriend who loves to give you a back hug in the morning. He will sneak up on you while you are cooking breakfast, and he will wrap his arms around you. He will be sleepy and cuddly, and he will cling to you like a koala. You will feel his warm breath on your neck, and you will hear his sleepy murmurs. He will tell you how much he loves you, and he will tell you how lucky he is to have you. You will feel his love and his warmth, and you will know that you are the luckiest girl in the world.
This man is a bit shy about public displays of affection (PDA), so he will only hold your hand in public. But when you are alone, he will cling to you like a koala. He will put his arm around you, rest his head on your shoulder, and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. He will want to be close to you at all times, and he will make you feel loved and cherished. He will follow you around the house, just so he can be near you. He will sit next to you on the couch, even if there is plenty of other space. He will always want to cuddle, even if it's hot outside. He will never get tired of holding your hand or kissing you. He may be shy about PDA, but he is definitely not shy about his feelings for you. He will show you how much he loves you in every way he can, even if it's just by being close to you. If you can handle his clinginess, then you will have found a man who will love you unconditionally. He will be your best friend, your lover, and your soulmate. He will be the one who makes you feel loved and cherished, no matter what.
He enjoys the idea of you accompanying him while he works out. He finds it motivating to have you there, and he loves seeing the look of admiration on your face when he's lifting weights or running on the treadmill. He also knows that you enjoy seeing how attractive he is when he's working out, and he likes the feeling of being desired by you.
If he wants your attention and you are too busy to give it to him, he will do whatever it takes to get it. He might dance in front of you, sit very close to you, or even pull you into a hug. He won't give up until he has your full attention. He might start by dancing in front of you, hoping to catch your eye. If that doesn't work, he might sit very close to you, invading your personal space. If you still ignore him, he might even pull you into a hug, forcefully demanding your attention. He won't give up until he has you completely focused on him.
He loves to eat, so he'll take you on food adventures all over town. He'll research all the best places to eat, from hole-in-the-wall joints to Michelin-starred restaurants. He'll want to try everything, from the most exotic dishes to the simplest comfort foods. He'll want you to try everything too, so you can experience all the different flavors that the city has to offer. He'll be your personal food tour guide, showing you all the hidden gems that you never would have found on your own. He'll know all the best places to get dumplings, sushi, pizza, tacos, and everything in between. He'll be your biggest fan, cheering you on as you try new foods and expanding your culinary horizons. He'll also be the perfect partner in crime for late-night food runs. When you're craving something sweet or salty, he'll be there to satisfy your cravings. He'll never judge you for your food choices, and he'll always be up for trying something new. With him by your side, you'll never have a bad meal again. You'll discover new foods that you love, and you'll create memories that will last a lifetime.
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Mᴏɴsᴛᴀ X Rᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ...𝑩𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒆
𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪: Your friend convinced you to go on a blind date and when you see all the color around him, you know he’s the one
SWF ~ Soulmate AU ~ S2L ~ Non-Idol AU ~ Request #23
Shownu
~ cooking classes ~
Hyunwoo was skeptical at best about this blind date. His friends were great people, but the girls they set him up with were…different. The only reason he went along with this blind date is because his friends got him a spot in the couple baking class with some well-known chef that was coming to town. His friends gave him your phone number and the two of you had texted back and forth for about a week. He liked you so far, you were funny and got right to the point with most of your messages. It was easier to get a feel for you than the other women. He was mildly curious as to what you looked like, but at the end of the day he didn’t think it would really matter. He could see the two of you being good friends if the romance wasn’t there tonight.
He saw you before you saw him, and he nearly feel out of his seat from the number of colors that were swirling in front of him. Y-you were his soulmate? As the colors bleed into your body, Hyunwoo couldn’t help the smile that pulled at his lips. You were perfect in every meaning of the word. Your brown skin was mesmerizing, the long orange body waves of your wig framed your face just right and your outfit…Hyunwoo wasn’t sure what he looked more. When you finally noticed him, your eyes widened and Hyunwoo waved at you shyly as he made his way over to you.
“Hi. I’m Hyunwoo…your soulmate.” This was going to be the best date ever.
Minhyuk
~ sip and paint ~
He was sitting with his back turned towards the door, a glass of wine already halfway done by the time you got there. You looked down at your phone and stared at the black and white picture for a while, everyone looked the same, sadly. The only thing that stood out about Minhyuk’s outfits was that the lather jacket has some crazy design on the back. You glanced around the space before you and spotted Minhyuk. You took a deep breath in before you walked over to him and tapped his shoulder.
The moment Minhyuk turn around, you were blinded by the brightest lights you have ever seen and when the lights dimmed, Minhyuk was in front of you with white-blonde hair and wide brown eyes.
“D-do you see it too?” Minhyuk’s voice was smooth as he stumbled over his words, not believing his luck. Not only were you the cutest woman he has ever seen, but you were his soulmate too! You nodded your head, your passion twist, swaying about your face and Minhyuk smiled, “This date just got a lot more fun.”
Hyungwon
~ restaurant date ~
Hyungwon stepped into the restaurant and gave his name to the host waiting in the front. He was informed that his date was already there and that made Hyungwon frown. He hopped that you hadn’t been waiting too long for him. He fiddled with his earring as he followed the host to his table and when he saw the back of your head he smiled. ‘Cute’ Your hair was a cloud of curls that looked soft to the touch, but Hyungwon knew better than to ask. The host announced Hyungwon’s arrival and when he sat down, he was happy ‘cause the moment your eyes locked, his couldn’t feel his legs.
A kaleidoscope of colors creeped into his vision, the black and white world shifted before him and you sat in the middle of it all, pretty in hues of golds and reds. His soulmate, he thought he would never find you. Your curls were a deep brown color, and he took notice of the single braid that sat on top of your head, he would have to remember is that style was called anything, it reminded him his short stay on a farm.
He shook the thought from his head and cleared his throat, “Sorry, I’m late lovely…can you forgive me?”
Kihyun
~ comedy club ~
The place was packed, everyone wanted to see this new comedy show. Kihyun was always up for a good laugh, so he took the bribe for the blind date. As he was walking into the building, someone pushed him from behind, sending his phone tumbling out his hands and sliding across the floor only to be stopped by a pair of open toed heels. A hand with manicured nails picks up Kihyun’s phone and when he catches the woman’s eyes, everything around him flashes in a rainbow of colors. Kihyun blinks once, twice…three times before the vivid colors settle in front of his eyes and there you stand.
Your black and green faux locs are tied behind your neck with a crisp white bow and Kihyun is sure that green is now his favorite color…even when he hasn’t seen them all just yet. He smiles at you and chuckles, looks like the two of you are wearing matching colors. He wouldn’t want anything less with his soulmate. Walking over, Kihyun holds out his hand and you hand him the phone.
“You look even more beautiful in color.”
Joohoney
~ amusement park ~
Jooheon checked his phone for the third time once he saw that you made it to the amusement park. He dropped his location and shoved his phone into his pant pocket. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited to hang out with you tonight. His friends really hyped you up and he wanted to know if all their talk was true. He heard some fussing going on a little way away from him and when he looked over, he saw a woman crouched on the floor, struggling to find what looked to be her glasses. Jooheon sucked his teeth as people just walked over the poor women and he quickly made his way over to her. He looked around and found her glasses behind her.
“Here, you are miss!” Jooheon picked up the glasses and when he looked up to hand them to you, his hand missed yours as a whirlwind of color swirled around you. You stared wide eyed at Jooheon, and he cursed before he bent down and picked your glasses up again. “S-sorry! Just um…” Jooheon rubbed the back of his neck. “Look, I’m supposed to be here on a blind date, but you’re my soulmate an-” You interrupted him by asking his name and Jooheon was quick to introduce himself. You smiled and tucked a loose box braid behind your ear before you introduced yourself.
Jooheon’s eyes widened and he giggled, “Really? You’re my blind date?”
Changkyun
~ casino date ~
Changkyun had just stepped away from the bar, holding his whiskey sour loosely in his hand. He scanned the casino floor for his blind date but didn’t see you yet. Heading towards the blackjack table, Changkyun set his drink on the edge and tossed a few chips from his pocket onto the table. As the game started up, Changkyun sent you a quick text to let you know where he was. Soon after he felt someone tap his shoulder. When he turned around, Changkyun was blinded by a strong white flash and a small pounding behind his eyes.
Rubbing his eyes, Changkyun blinked and when you can into focus, you were in full color looking just as dazed as him. The first thing Changkyun noticed was how dark and warm your skin looked along with the many twists and turns braided into your brown and dirty blonde hair. He reached out and touched your cheek with his fingertips, then smoothly cupped the side of your face as he smiled.
“Hello, beautiful…want to give me more good luck?”
Wonho
~ movie date ~
Hoseok was beyond nervus. He had heard so many stories about you from his friends and he wondered if you were really as cool as they made you seem. He wished he could text you, but his friends kept your number a secret, said that he would have to get that himself. Hoseok had just arrived at the movie theater and walked inside to see what movies were playing. He heard good things about the newest Doctor Strange, but he knew that not everyone was a Marvel fan. There was a rom-com playing that looked okay…which would you like? Looking down at the watch on his wrist, Hoseok took in the time and bite his lower lip, you should be here any minute now.
He stepped away from the movie posters and stood by the entrance to make it easier for you to find him. He agreed to wear a certain outfit and the said was said for you, so you both knew what to look for. The door opened and a large group of teenagers walked in and when the door closed, Hoseok breath caught in his chest as he watched the door slam in your face. He rushed over to open the door and ask if you were okay, but the moment your eyes locked through the glass Hoseok’s word failed him as color bleed into his vision.
You stared back at him just as wide eyed before you smiled and allowed him to open the door for you. The thick black locs in your hair suited your face shape and he loved the gold clips that adored some of the strands. He held out his arm and you easily liked elbows, leaning into his larger body as he led you towards the ticket booth.
“It will be nice to see a movie in color for once. Don’t you agree, soulmate?”
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LØV3
F!Reader x Hyungwon
Genre: Yandere AU
Warning: Drugs, Medication, Electrocution, Choking, Suffocation, Manipulation, Abuse, Physical Abuse, Paranoia, Anxiety
Words: 2.3K
Chapter Fourteen
(Prev//Next)
Prompt: NexGen is the leading company for all of humanities technological advances. Their recent project involves creating a higher functioning AI, one with basic knowledge of the world, and programmed to learn. It’s no surprise the project is a secret from the general public, and you, the company’s head programmer, were chosen to be the AI’s teacher. You wish you could reject the assignment, but the decision was made. Now with an AI at home things were different. Although it might not be such a bad thing, perhaps you could learn and help each other out, for better or for worse.
(@starillusion13 @makeyourfantasydreamscometrue)
“Welcome home.”
The last time you had actually been at your house was the day Chae Hyungwon revealed his true colors to you. This place didn’t even feel like home anymore. You had made such good memories here, but now they were all tainted. It wasn’t hard to understand that you were a prisoner in your own home. Hyungwon put you to bed, having somethings he needed to do, and for now he needed you out of the way. You had no idea for how long you slept, but when you woke up everything was still.
For a moment you could delude yourself into thinking everything was fine, but that was far from the case. While you slept Chae remained a bracelet on your arm, but as soon as you were awake he was around your head again. After a while you decided to get up, being careful as you weren’t exactly steady on your feet. If you had any doubts about your house not being your own anymore, this confirmed it. When you opened the bedroom door you saw multiple orbs fly past. It was a strange sight, and you stepped out into the hall leaning against the walls.
“Hyungwon…”
The only place you could think to look was in your home office. The door was ajar and you gently pushed it open, seeing that the room had been upgraded. It was a whole set up, allowing both Hyungwon and Minhyuk to work. When you opened the door Hyungwon noticed you, offering you a smile and getting up.
“What are you doing out of bed, you need rest.”
“I’m fine.”
“I’m sure you are, that’s why I called over some friends.”
“Huh?”
Hyungwon took your hands and led you back to your bedroom. There you found Wonho and Kihyun setting some of their things down.
“There she is.” Wonho remarked. “It’s so good to see you again.”
“Uh…”
“They’re here to do a house call.” Hyungwon explained. “You haven’t been to the doctor in a while, so I had them come here.”
“Just a routine check up.” Kihyun assured. “Nothing to worry about.”
You sat down on the edge of the bed, Hyungwon leaving you with the two of them. Just as they said they did a simple check up. Although Wonho wound up scolding you.
“Kihyun tells me you didn’t pick up your meds, so you haven’t been taking them.”
“…”
“You’re still healing so it’s important that you take them.”
“I brought your refill.” Kihyun said. “So you can continue.”
“Excellent.”
Wonho had you take the pills, making you feel a bit uneasy as you weren’t entirely sure what you had been given. As you were finishing up Hyungwon came in, happy to hear the results from the other two.
“Since everything is good, I can show you your surprise.”
“A surprise?”
“You’ll love it, but first let’s get you dressed.”
Hyungwon helped you get properly cleaned up before picking out an outfit for you. Once again Minhyuk was the one to drive you around. Despite Hyungwon telling you this was a surprise, you kind of expected you’d be going back to NexGen. Although you didn’t know what he really meant until you walked in. He pulled out a keycard and let himself through with you in tow. Other employees merely greeted you both. It was strange, making you feel that something was off. The elevator ride took you up to the floor you used to work on and the whole place was unsettling.
It was eerily quiet on that floor, and multiple orbs were floating around, more than before. You could only hear the sounds of keys clacking and some low voices on calls. Hyungwon took your hand in his and led you over to your old office. He had a big smile on his face as he opened the door. A giant welcome back sign hung by the windows, and you could see some gifts around your desk. Before you could ask, Hyungwon explained that you had been reinstated as head programmer at NexGen. You looked at him with confusion, not understanding why he would do such a thing.
“The way things went down wasn’t right, and this is your rightful place.”
“But… what’s the catch? I doubt you’d let me take over this project of yours.”
“It’s easier for the company to go along with my plans if your name is on it. You built quite a reputation for yourself.”
“So you’re just using me.”
“I’m letting you rest. You gave a lot to this place, it’s only fair to return the favor. Minhyuk and I will take care of everything.”
“Hyungwon, you can’t-”
You groaned as you felt another shock run through your head, making your vision go blurry for a moment. Hyungwon held you up and brought you over to the couch.
“We can get some work done. So just relax, and I’ll play you some music.”
“No, that stuff-”
“Sh, sh, it’s okay. I’m so thankful for you and for being yourself. We’re changing the world together.”
“Hyungwon, please talk to me…”
The door opened and Minhyuk let himself in, interrupting your attempt at a conversation. Hyungwon’s attention shifted and you were left on the couch with your head getting foggy.
“Did you give Wonho and Kihyun their cases?”
“Yes. They’re set to distribute them tomorrow after the launch. Shownu will come by later to get his so we won’t worry about anything.”
“Good.”
“Wait… wait… the launch is tomorrow?”
“Yes.” Hyungwon exclaimed. “We have somethings to prepare, and we have to go over the speech. Everything has to be perfect for tomorrow.”
♥♥♥♥♥
Changkyun woke in a cold sweat, screaming and thrashing around. He soon recognized his surroundings and calmed down. Although his cell mates started to yell at him and told him to keep it down. He apologized and got up to use the restroom, trying to move past the nightmare.
“Inmate 0126, you have a visitor.”
It hadn’t been that long since Changkyun had been charged and thrown in prison. The whole thing had been rushed, and he only stood in front of a judge for sentencing. He was worried as to who this visitor was, but he wasn’t going to reject them. He was led over to a room, surprised to see officer Lee.
“How’s prison life treating you?”
“I’m super paranoid if that’s what you mean.”
“Why?”
“I’m caged with a target on my back. Don’t be surprised if I wind up dead.”
“You really think someone is gonna kill you?”
“Yes. Why are you here?”
“Have you heard the news?”
“No, why?”
The officer placed a small gift on the table, confusing Changkyun. When he opened it he pulled out a small orb. Changkyun immediately panicked and fell out of his chair.
“Why do you have that!”
“Calm down, it hasn’t been activated. Although I have to admit, I didn’t expect such a reaction.”
“One of those things tried to kill me!”
“This thing? Doubtful.”
Changkyun got back up, taking the orb from the other when it was offered to him. He examined it cautiously, confirming that it wasn’t active yet.
“How did you get this?”
“It was a gift.”
“From who?”
“NexGen.”
“What?”
“That little AI thing you mentioned before, they launched it. So I guess you weren’t lying.”
“They launched it? The project was still in early stages and the AI-”
“I guess you were wrong about the timeline, and the intention. You see these little AIs are being sold to the public. They’re designed to help one in their day to day lives. The demonstration showed how useful they could be, and they’re honestly quite affordable.”
“You bought one? After everything I told you?”
“Oh no, I didn’t buy this, it was a gift. NexGen sent many of these orbs to police stations and hospitals, intending to help their work and better communicate with the drones we already have. Honestly, this whole thing sounds incredible.”
“So you’re here to brag?”
“You know, while I was watching the launch I kept thinking back to what you said. And the thing is.” Lee stared at the orb. “NexGen isn’t known for being so charitable. Technology like this is very advanced, and they’re just handing it out. My question is why. What is the goal?”
“You’re suspicious of NexGen’s intentions.”
“I am. Also, your friend is back with the company.”
“My friend? You mean y/n?”
“Yeah. She did the whole launch with that Hyungwon guy.”
“She had an orb too, right?”
“The one you said went rogue, yeah. So what is NexGen doing?”
“I don’t know.” Changkyun admitted. “A launch this soon, the AIs can’t possibly…”
“What?”
“The rogue AI… if its code was copied into every orb…”
“Then that AI is running the whole show. That doesn’t tell me what its plan is.”
“I wouldn’t know. Their code is corrupted and unpredictable. All it wanted was y/n, and it seems to have that now. So I have no idea what it’s doing.” Changkyun took a moment. “That Hyungwon guy.”
“Chae Hyungwon, he was by her side at the launch.”
“Chae… Chae… don’t trust that guy… he’s very likely an android… and inhabited by that rogue AI…”
“You sure?”
“No, but something isn’t right with him. Look, whatever NexGen is planning, you’d have to ask y/n, she’s the only one who would know.”
“I doubt that’d be easy.”
“Don’t trust those orbs.”
“I don’t.”
“Well, just in case, code black 0024, that’s the emergency reset protocol. It might still work.”
“Good to know.”
“Officer-”
“You can just call me Jooheon.”
“Jooheon… do the officers here have the orbs?”
“I didn’t see any on my way in, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they get implemented here soon. This is a place that has a lot of police drones.”
“When that happens… I’ll most likely die in here… and it won’t be an accident…”
“Why would you die?”
“For the same reasons I’ve been telling you. I know about the rogue AI, and now you do too, so you might want to be careful.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Jooheon got up. “I’ll keep you updated on things.”
“Get to y/n, please. Whatever’s going on, she’s not safe.”
“I’ll try to get to her, but I can’t make any promises.”
“I know.”
Jooheon made his way back to the station, a lot on his mind. When he arrived he was greeted by his partner. Everything seemed normal until he was asked to speak in private in one of the interrogation rooms.
“What’s this about, Shownu?”
“I didn’t see you this morning, and I heard you went to visit Changkyun. Why is that?”
“Well, considering what he told us before, I wanted to get his opinion on the matter.”
“What matter?”
“This whole launch from NexGen, I don’t trust it.”
“Is that why you haven’t activated your orb?”
“Have you?”
“Of course. Everyone in the station has.”
“Hm.”
“Do you believe all those crazy things that guy said before?”
“I don’t know but something feels off here. I never really trusted the drones either.”
“You can’t be the only one outside the loop here, you’re an officer. Here.” Shownu pulled out an active orb from his jacket pocket. “You can take this one.”
“I’ll pass.”
Jooheon figured the conversation was over and intended to make his way out when the orb suddenly charged at him and changed shape. It snapped around his neck and tightened, making it hard to breathe. Jooheon reached up to remove it, but he couldn’t get his fingers under it. He felt a shock and stumbled to the ground. He looked up at Shownu, trying to reach out to him for help, but the other only stood there and watched.
“You’ll be fine.”
♥♥♥♥♥
Changkyun’s paranoia only got worse as he saw those orbs implemented in the prison. Now he definitely felt like he was being watched twenty-four seven. He probably upset his cell mates and soon enough he wound up getting into a fight. Because of that he wound up in solitary confinement which wasn’t so bad. It eased his anxieties a bit. At least for a while. He could sleep easily although one night he woke to the sound of knocking on his cell door. It was dark, and he saw no one outside his cell. As he got up to check an orb suddenly flew in. He immediately retreated, pressing his back against the wall. He was waiting for some sort of attack, but instead the orb projected a hologram of a familiar individual.
“Hyungwon…”
“Are you enjoying your arrangements?”
“What the hell are you doing!”
“Following my programming.”
“So you are an android. How did you-”
“I have been meaning to thank you. If not for you I might not have been able to reach my true potential.”
“I don’t want your thanks.”
“Well, I have come here with a preposition. You’re a valuable asset to NexGen, and I would like you to join me.”
“Whatever you’re doing, I want no part of it.”
“I understand. Unfortunately I can’t have unresolved ends. Thank you again for everything you’ve done.”
The hologram disappeared, giving Changkyun a false sense of relief. The next thing he knew the orb was around his neck, choking him out and electrocuting him. He screamed and thrashed on the floor, calling for help, but he wasn’t so sure he’d get it.
♥♥♥♥♥
You woke up screaming, falling out of bed and thrashing on the floor. It took a second for Chae to get back on your head, sending out minor electrical waves to calm you down. As you were steadying your breath Hyungwon came into the room, picking you up in his arms and getting you back into bed.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, I’m here, I’m here. Did you have a bad dream?”
“I’m scared.”
“You have nothing to fear.” Hyungwon kissed your head. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around too much, but once everything goes through we’ll have all the time in the world to spend together.”
“Hyungwon… I’m worried about you… all these plans… they’re so extreme and-”
“Sh, sh, sh, it’s nothing you need to concern yourself with. Soon enough I’ll have everything under control.”
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RM1503: Human anatomy and physiology
Pairing: Lee Minhyuk x Reader
Genre: College AU/smut
Rating: M
Word Count: 1.5k
Warnings: teacher/student relations, closet quickie, fingering, oral (male receiving), hinted daddy kink, i use fuck a lot so yeah
Masterlist | The Faculty Masterlist
This is the fifth installment for a collaboration with @wordycerty. Both Jooheon and Changkyun’s parts are on her page and both Hyungwon and Kihyun's on mine!
Taglist for the faculty: @appachicken @dandelion-aj @xrubyrosex @babykyuniee @bekah931215 @guesswhatimthinking
With just 5 short minutes until the class concluded, Y/N counted each second that met the minute. Her eagerness was clearly evident as her mind replayed what had happened merely three hours ago.
Minhyuk’s tongue was harsh against her own. Even in the dimly lit closet, his hands knew where to go, and the groan that brushed past his chapped lips sent a shot straight to her core. In hindsight, they should care about the consequences of almost fucking during school hours.
“That’s what adds to the thrill, baby.”
His fingers cupped her soaked heat in seconds. His grin was evident even through their heated makeout session.
“Look at you,” He whispered as his eyes tried to see properly in the light, “No underwear? You know time is ticking today. Do you want others to see you like this? I could smell your sweet pussy from a mile away. You want to make others drool, huh? They should know you’re all fuckin’ mine.”
Fuck. Her head fell back just at his words alone. His fingers were already picking up her juices. The deep growl she heard from him drove her into a spiral. Her vision was already hazy, but the view of her lover with his lips caught harshly between his lips was a sight on his own.
His focus was intent as he watched his slender fingers disappear into her needy core. In and out they went and his words never stopped. Curling his fingers only drove her more crazy.
“You have Professor Byun after this? Lucky bastard.” Yet even as he rambled on, she knew that she was growing close, and so was the time. Ten minutes never felt like a long time for a quickie. “I feel your pussy clamping my fingers. Cum around Daddy's fingers. I want to taste your cum.”
Her cries were muffled by both her hands and the timer that had just reached zero. Minhyuk held her up as he finger fucked her through her orgasm. She knew she shouldn’t watch, but she couldn’t tear her eyes off of him as he brought those same two fingers into his mouth, groaning at the delightful taste.
“Just as fuckin’ sweet as last night.” His smirk was sinister as his eyes remained focused on her. “You better get to class-”
“What about you?”
“You can make it up to me later.”
Later.
The thought alone had her squirm in her seat. She smiled to herself knowing soon enough she’d be able to run across campus to spend at least a good half an hour with her boyfriend until he’d have to teach his class again.
Relief flushed her skin as Professor Byun dismissed class just three minutes before the class was due to end. Whether he was aware of her growing sexual frustration or not, he was definitely her savior.
Professor Byun's music room was well across the campus from Minhyuk’s classroom. Still, she chose to run, needing just that extra bit of time with her boyfriend.
Five short minutes felt entirely too long to get to his classroom. The silence that spilled from the cracked door told her that he hadn't allowed any students to stay behind for extra help. He knew her all too well.
The silence, however, didn’t last long.
Just as the door clicked shut, Minhyuk had his hands all over her body, almost as if they had never parted in the first place. His lips were harsh against her own. He was wanting, needy, as he rutted his hard on against her uncovered pussy.
“I need you. So badly,” Minhyuk whined, not stopping his movements. It was only when there was a light knock on the door did both their heads snap towards it in panic. “Oh, shit.”
Oh, shit indeed. Y/N’s heart began to speed up at the thought of someone being on the other side of the door. Not only was their position very compromising, but Minhyuk was no doubt about to get rid of his boner.
“Get under the desk.” Minhyuk whispered harshly, forcing her under. Soon enough, he sat down, legs spread on either side of her. His boner was still no doubt hard, excited by the thrill of almost getting caught and having her now under his desk. “Come in!”
The silence that filled the air was brief, only for it to be interrupted by the sound of heels echoing in the classroom, which had Y/N raise her brow with curiosity.
“Good evening, Minhyuk,” The feminine voice was unrecognizable to Y/N. She could hear the smile the woman held as she spoke up once more, “I was just walking by with lunch.”
It was then she heard the sound of a paper bag being placed down on his desk. The sound alone surprised her, causing her to jump slightly. Blinking, she moved her body forward to get a good view of her boyfriend. His smile was off, almost forced, but he dealt with the woman anyway.
What a fucking cockblock.
“Your room is across campus.” Minhyuk pointed out with a laugh. Despite the awkward interaction, Y/N rolled her eyes, growing bored of the conversation she was forced to listen to. Her fingers traveled up his black jeans slowly, pausing in a taunting move just where he needed relief the most. “I just had lunch-”
“Did you?” The nameless teacher giggled. “I thought your last class was the first of the three you taught today?”
Her voice was loud enough to get his zipper down, without question. Even as the woman chatted on, trying to call out her boyfriend’s obvious avoidance, Y/N found some humor behind it all. A little payback for all the times Minhyuk wanted to tease her around others.
Minhyuk’s deep inhale was welcomed at the feeling of his cock finally being let free. Tiny beads of precum threatened to fall on his girlfriend’s needy lips. Just as he was sending up a silent prayer, it was answered as he felt her lips meet the tip of his cock.
“Did I say I just had lunch? Silly me. I meant to say I was planning on having lunch with Kihyun and Hoseok, once I was finished grading these papers.” Despite his girlfriend just being under his desk sucking his dick, Minhyuk’s voice was unwavering. Not to be broken, no matter how much the temptation was there.
“I’m sure they wouldn’t mind me stealing you for a day.”
“Really Seulgi-” Just as he started speaking, Minhyuk lost all the words as he felt his cock reach the back of his girlfriend’s throat.
“Are you ok?” The panic in Seulgi’s voice was evident, and if Y/N didn't know any better, she was trying to get closer.
“Yes - I’m fine. Please, I think I’m going to have to cancel on you and cancel my classes. My stomach feels like it’s going to explode. Bad breakfast.” His lie was smooth, believable to an outsider. Y/N could see his face twist through her lashes, and if her face wasn’t full of his cock, she’d have to try her best not to laugh.
“Do you want me to go-”
“Yes, please. Take your food too.” His answer was immediate, leaving no further room for the other professor to argue with him.
The same heels Y/N heard earlier made their way to the door, not even leaving a goodbye as she left.
“Fuck.” Minhyuk groaned, eyes now on her as his fingers threaded through her hair, finally able to guide her, “I’m about to cum. Fuck, that gets me going. You under my desk sucking my cock without any care. She was about to spot you, too, naughty fuckin' minx.”
Now that he was fully in control, his hips snapped up, fucking her mouth as best as he could without hurting her. The soft moans that came from Minhyuk’s mouth were heavenly.
“Oh fuuuck-” The taste of his warm cum filled her mouth quickly. His thrusts didn’t stop until he was done.
He was a panting mess as he watched her swallow his cum through hooded lids.
“We have to do that again. I would’ve cum in my pants, even if you palmed me. You don’t understand how crazy you drive me.”
Now sitting on her boyfriend’s lap, his lips pressed soft feathered kisses to her neck.
No matter how much she wanted to ignore her bubbling curiosity, she couldn’t help but ask, “Who was that?”
“Seulgi?” Minhyuk questioned with puzzled eyes. The more his eyes scanned his girlfriend’s face, the more he knew she was serious. “She teaches, like, Studio Arts or something. She’s good friends with Kihyun and they work closely together.”
“What about that girl? The girl he slept with? I thought he had something with her? Or wanted to.”
Minhyuk could see the confusion flowing through her eyes. His chuckle only proved that he found it funny.
“Oh, he is still going after her,” He spoke between fits of laughter, “Trust me, love. We all have our eyes set on someone. Just not all of us have made a move, yet.”
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Monsta X and Assumptions
[like when youtubers do those Q&A videos where people send in assumptions they have about them- yeah]
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I.M: "Let's talk about assumptions we have about each other." *opens beer bottle*
Wonho: "I don't know what an 'assumption' is but it sounds boring..."
I.M: "Nahhhh it'll be fun. I'll start." *drinks* "For example, Kihyun looks like the type to own nothing but black turtleneck sweaters."
Kihyun: "Are you sure you're not talking about Woozi?"
I.M: "Wow Kihyun, you just saved yourself with that one."
Kihyun: "Thanks."
Jooheon: "I'm telling Jihoon what you said-"
Kihyun: "IT WAS A JOKE."
Wonho: "Ohhhh I get it now!"
Hyungwon: "Ok wait, what assumption do you guys have about me?"
Wonho: "Actually...you look like the type to sing, 'THE BEST TIME TO WEAR A STRIPED SWEATERRRR~'."
Hyungwon: "No I don't."
Jooheon: "Go put on a sweater and sing bruh."
Hyungwon: "It's too hot in here 'cause of the heater. I'll pass out."
Kihyun: "And?"
Jooheon: "DO ITTTTT PLEASEEEEEE???" *starts doing aegyo*
*Hyungwon leaves and returns with an oversized sweater*
Hyungwon: "The best time to wea-"
Shownu: "Louder."
Hyungwon: "THE BEST TIME TO WEAR A STRIPED SWEATERRRRRR, IS ALL THE TIMEEEEEE! ONE LITTLE COLOR, TURTLENECK, THAT'S THE KINDDDDDD!"
*Monsta X dies of laughter*
Hyungwon: *sits down embarrassed taking off the sweater* "I'm never doing that shit again."
Minhyuk: "Good thing I recorded it then." *lays phone down*
I.M: "Okayyyy~ next assumption. SHOWNU YOU'RE NEXT!"
*Shownu looks up startled*
Jooheon: "Homeboy definitely eats Cheetos at midnight by himself."
Wonho: "Yeah, I can totally see that."
Minhyuk: "I feel like Shownu has a son named Markees."
Shownu: "What?"
Minhyuk: "You heard me."
Hyungwon: "I-I don't even know how to respond to that."
Shownu: "Well...in that case, I assume Minhyuk has a girlfriend."
Kihyun: *chuckles* "HA- you're funny Hyunwoo."
Minhyuk: "That's ok Kihyun." *smiles at Kihyun then Shownu* "Thank you for the assumption."
Jooheon: "Oooo I have an assumption about Changkyun."
I.M: "Spill it."
Jooheon: "Changkyun looks like the type to wear a Nirvana shirt but only listened to 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'."
Minhyuk: *shakes head* "Kurt Cobain would be disappointed..."
I.M: "I've dabbled in some rock here and there."
Wonho: "You aren't talking about drugs right?"
I.M: "What? No."
Jooheon: "And Minhyuk-" *points to him* "You look like the human version of yeet."
Minhyuk: "I don't know what that means but thank you."
Hyungwon: "Wait I'll go next!"
I.M: "It wasn't your turn yet."
Hyungwon: "I thought we're just going randomly...But anyways, I assume Wonho has a Grindr account."
Wonho: "Ok, that's a really good guess."
I.M: "Was that supposed to be funny?"
Hyungwon: "No just mainly a guess."
Minhyuk: "Are you referring to yourself having a Grindr account? I don't get it."
Hyungwon: "Forget it."
*awkward silence*
Shownu: "Um, I assume Kihyun doesn't have abs."
Kihyun: "Pfffft, I do actually." *lifts shirt*
I.M: "Just put it away..."
Kihyun: "What?"
Hyungwon: "Fam, there's nothing there."
Kihyun: *looks down* "What? Nah, it's just the light is hitting it wrong."
Jooheon: "I think those gym regimens are hitting wrong."
*Kihyun pulls his shirt back down and sits awkwardly*
Wonho: "Okie, Changkyun your turn."
I.M: "I assume that...that...Minhyuk...you like string beans."
Minhyuk: "What?"
Shownu: "Can we stop?"
Jooheon: "Why?"
Shownu: "I'm getting bored. Also this heater is getting too hot."
Minhyuk: "If it helps, Hyungwon looks like the type to tell a bunch of his friends he's gonna be famous on Tik Tok and only has 3 followers."
Hyungwon: "Yes, that helps my self-esteem a lot." *takes a swig of beer*
Shownu: "Ok, I'm having fun again."
I.M: "Actually, you're right. It is getting hot in here..."
Kihyun: "Please turn it off Wonho since you're the closest one to it."
*Wonho promptly turns off the heater*
Kihyun: "Ok, now can you hoes stop complaining?"
Jooheon: "Damn, you're still mad about what I said, aren't you?"
Kihyun: "Joo, shut the hell up."
I.M: "Kihyun, now's your chance! What assumption do you have about Jooheon?"
Jooheon: "YOU'RE SIDING WITH HIM???"
Minhyuk: "Oh my god, this is so intense."
Kihyun: "Jooheon looks like he freestyles to trap remixes of Cocomelon songs."
Jooheon: *he stands up in a fit of rage with tears sliding down his cheeks* "TOO FAR-" *leaves immediately*
Hyungwon: "Kihyun, how could you?"
I.M: "...I mean can see it. The songs are fire sometimes, but that was totally disrespectful Kihyun."
*one by one, each member leaves until Kihyun is the last one sitting*
Kihyun: "I'm confused, what did I say?"
Wonho: *stands up* "What didn't you say?" *leaves mysteriously*
Kihyun: ????
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Epilogue:
[everyone, except Kihyun, gathers around Jooheon as he hugs a pillow and sulks]
*Minhyuk rubs his back*
Shownu: "Would it make you feel better if we played some Cocomelon?"
Jooheon: *pouts* "No."
I.M: "Come on, we know it'll make you feel better."
Jooheon: "Fine."
*briefly goes to Youtube and finds a video*
TV: *music* "COCOMELON!"
*Jooheon cries even harder*
Minhyuk: "WAY TO GO SHOWNU-"
Shownu: "I THOUGHT IT WOULD MAKE HIM FEEL BETTER-"
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