#park jinyoung gif hunt | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

chloecat48 · 3 years

Text

Up in the air

A/n: Hiya! It’s been a while and I can only apologise for the massive delay. M house got flooded so I needed to get a new laptop, then I lost everything I was working on and the final kick in the teeth has been my parents relationship falling apart so you may be able to see why I’ve been avoiding writing a love story. Despite that writing has been on my mind for a long time and I am determined to carry on writing my Kris Wu fanfic. However I just wanted to get something short and sweet out as a jump back into it. Hope you enjoy. It’s not going to be the best ;)

Gif not mine :( Didn’t do a word count, but I did proof read so I hope it’s okay. It’s also a bit all over the place so apologise.

GOT7 Park Jinyoung x reader (hopefully gender neutral) Demon!Jinyoung x Hunter!Reader. Supernatural kind of vibes, but not from that Universe.

Warning: some violence, strong language, blasphemy? All that lovely stuff really.

Inspired by the Thirty Seconds To Mars song called Up in the air.

-----------------------

I’ve been up in the air, out of my head. Stuck in a moment of emotion, I should destroy before it destroys me. In all my time as a hunter, I’d never of seen the dark eyes of Park Jinyoung coming. He was more than just any average man; he was strong, powerful and had a smile that could kill a man, he was- is perfect.

Meting him was like a dream, one that you’d almost believe leap from the pages of a novel, the cover caked in rose petals and warm embraces. The day of his arrival was the opposite, one of melancholy and loneliness. Of course the lifestyle called for this mood regularly, a reminder of all of the laws you’ve broken, loves that you’ve sacrificed, however it was hitting particularly hard and it wasn’t helping that the hunt hand gone south. What should of been a standard vengeful salt and burn turned into a lost of life close to home and a messy fight to live, myself being the only one to walk away. Minhyuk hadn’t been born into this life, dragged into it in some insane attempt to avenge his boyfriend and he most certainly did not deserve to die after all the years of training he’d been through. He was the reason for the dusted crossroads I turned towards, An angel of a man standing before me who was only that in appearance. The promises I’d made to the demon never matched up to anything of interest, my soul seemingly nothing as I’d starred numbly into his uncaring eyes. I was never able to see Minhyuk again. a deal never struck, but for some reason it wasn’t the last I’d see of Park Jinyoung.

Grief had long left me, the last two summers going by without the companionship hurt at first, but faded to a hollow emptiness and slowly to content remembrance. The need for another to share the battles with had only felt stronger during particularly gruesome hunts like the one in the wetter north of the continent, hunting wendigos, yet I found a certain black eyed male would be only a pace behind, unexpectedly cutting me free from captivity before I could feel the end. At first it was just randomly bumping into him during a moment of need, still no trust between us vastly different entities, however over time acceptance of loosely agreed teamwork came into play as it benefited him to have protection against other hunters and myself to have someone watch my back.

That came with a lot of tension on it’s own, clashes about inner nature and the importance of our desires as well as the down right absurdity of the collaboration between hunter and prey, yet watchful and cautious glances between knife fights and playing bait provided confusion of the romantic variety. Jinyoung placing himself between crazed vampires and me was something I became all too used to just as he had when it became a heated debate with a fellow hunter about the demons strange status of being alive. Maybe this is where the feelings started to grow, both of us having felt important to the other on more than a few occasions.

The funny thing we found about a slow growing spark was the lack of support from the outside, Jinyoung’s higher ups concerned for what it would mean to have a demon desire for more than just souls and suffering, for what he might want to become. They believed he’d want to find a way out, a loophole to his black eyed dilemma so that we’d be free to walk away from the lives we found ourselves in and start a new, safer one.

I’d begun to find myself in the big leagues of monsters, Jinyoung trying to help battle off his own kind as they began to try and end the spark before it could burn, to try to kill me. I’d almost lost him once, his body covering mine in an attempt to protect his happiness and it was dawning on me that maybe there was a reason hunters and demons didn’t mix.

A thousand times I’d tempted fate. A thousand times I’d played this game. Yet I hadn’t learnt a thing. With Jinyoung I was up in the air, lost in the night and I never wanted to be found, safe in his arms where nothing could find us.

The day he had to leave was like the day he arrived. His leaders came for him with a promise to spare the bloodshed if he returned, give up on the stupidity of thinking he had a chance at redemption and continued to be what he was. Knowing his love for me it should have been obvious, for his happiness he would follow. He was the love of my life, darkness the light, and this was the portrait of the tortured, him an I.

I’ve been up in the air. Without him life as a hunter began again, the same way it was without him by my side to fight with. Injuries became only minors inconveniences instead of dramatic life altering afflictions, after hunt meals became a sad easy order as opposed to angered disputes of desired flavour and nights were exactly what they were before the not so angelic angel appeared- cold and lonely. I was up in the air, chasing a dream so real, a dream of the easy life together we’d spend the moments before drifting off talking about. The white picket fence and all that, funny for a so called demon to think about.

Alas, I was in my current situation. A call from a concerned man by a name of which I haven’t cared to remember, took me to a incredibly decrepit manor house on the outskirts of the small village. Apparently there had been some not so friendly individuals wondering around the premises, local teens exploring the place and disappearing, that kind of thing. If you’d of asked me I’d of said vampires, however now being covered in blood, most of which is my own, and surrounded by figures with black eyes It’d be save to assume it was demons. Now on the floor, supporting a very pained rib, I could only think about how doomed I was. Maybe one demon was something I could handle, or at least dodge enough to escape from, but the group of 4 was a risk I wasn’t even able to consider.

One of the tall men crouched down as he spoke tauntingly “A little far from home are we little hunter?” Not caring to dignify that with a response I stayed quiet and as an angered reply I received a sharp pain to my shin, his fist wrapped around the limp crushing it. Crying out I spoke through tears, “Just get on with it and kill me.” They all began to laugh. “We’ll where’s the fun in that, hunter?”

“Hmmm, my thoughts exactly. what do you say hunter? Time for a bit of fun?”

The demons surrounding me all turned at the comment, their focus no longer on me and my leg finally free from anymore damage though I couldn’t bring myself to care. Standing tall and firm, surrounded by his own group of black eyed men was Jinyoung. My angel sent from hell. Six others varying in height and build lined up behind Jinyoung all with varying expressions, a couple with slightly scary smiles and some with looks of no expression.

Then there was him. A terrifyingly calm anger lined every curve of his face, his arms crossed and his fists clenched amongst them. I had never been so happy to see him, both from the relief of being saved and for seeing him after so long.

“Ah what are you doing here Park? Want a go? They’ve got a few places left to break before they’re done.” The local demons didn’t seem to think much about Jinyoung’s anger, not until he spoke again.

“I wasn’t talking about them.” I had no time to react and they were on them, Jinyoung and his boys jumping the enemy before they could really process it either. It was all over so quickly I barely took a breath and they had all hit the dusty floor, the six remaining patting down their jackets and clothes. Jinyoung however rushed me the moment he knew it was over, cradling my face within his hands.

“You’re here.”

It was all I could say, tears collecting in my eyes as he continues to stare into my soul. “Of course I am.” He said it so nonchalantly that it took a moment to register. There were moments I could easily forget about his nature, if he was meant to be the worse creation in existence the world was truly blessed.

One of the men, a shorter, but muscly man spoke, reminding me of the audience we had, “Hey Jinyoung, this is great and all, glad you got to them in time, But we need to move. This isn’t going to go down well if we stay.” Jinyoung looked over for a millisecond before turning back to face me, his eyes refusing to leave me for any longer in case I was gone.

“You’re right Jackson, lets go.” Jinyoung gave a slight nod and then moved to lift me up, his arms underneath me to carry me bridal style. My groans of pain made him apologise as he continued to move, more gently but with no less haste.

“What’s going on? How are you here? I thought you had to stay away.” Being in his arms felt like home, however the threat we both faced being together were to great to ignore.

“I can’t stay away from you. I ran and these guys helped.” That explained the boys guarding our front and back, yet didn’t make me feel better about anything else. “But-”

“Take no more.” Brown eyes met mine, starring into me, providing me with so much comfort I found myself realising that I didn’t care. It was him and me, and apparently the six other boys too, but mainly him and me. Nodding back I agreed.

“Take no more.”

As he continued to walk outside, into safety and away from our horrible separation we moved into our future, the demon and the hunter, an entity that I should want to wrap my hands around their neck, but instead it was now with love - for with him I was up in the air, living a dream so real.

28 notes · View notes

herwonderland7 · 3 years

Text

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟕 》 Forever and Always

summary 》 Aera turned into petals, as it blew through the wind, showing that she passed away as days after her passing, Jaebeom’s pack were being given scrolls that was written by Aera.

characters 》 Gae Aera, Grandma Kim, The White Queen (Aerina), Lim Jaebeom, Mark Tuan, Jackson Wang, Park Jinyoung, Choi Youngjae, Bambam, Kim Yugyeom

warnings/author’s note 》 a long post!, angst all the way :(, i’m afraid this is the end…. maybe….

genre 》 fantasy, got7!as!werewolves, got7!as!prince

2 days.

It took 2 days for Aera’s body to be completely paralyzed.

Unfortunately, the moment when she was writing the last scroll, her fingers slowly went numb, as she realized what was happening - she had little energy left hence she used it to enchant a spell on her everyday fountain pen, as it writes by itself according to Aera’s words of thoughts.

Time passed by and the news of the princess' health was known to all of the royal castle workers, and unfortunately, words had spread to other neighboring kingdoms.

Every royal servant and workers who visited the princess tended to shed tears, seeing her unusual pale face, laying on the bed as her eyes were mostly closed.

The White Queen and Grandma Kim had always stood by the princess’s side, accompanying other kingdom’s royal family to visit her.

The Queen could tell that her daughter was loved by everyone due to her kindness and companion that even the NCT clan and X clan came - unknown to the princess, both clans cried as soon as they saw the state of the princess of Aerina and Morian’s Kingdom.

Jaebeom’s pack were busy than usual, going to different parts of the island to get help - finding any way to cure their princess.

They didn’t get to have a rest as they ran across kingdoms to kingdoms.

But one day, one by one of Jaebeom’s pack, they started to feel a throbbing pain on their chest during one of the full moon - as the pack made their way back to Aerina’s Kingdom, to find the sight of the princess’s hair color that had been darkest, shiniest brown has slowly faded to white.

A way to tell that she is slowly dying.

“Oh no.” Jaebeom muttered to himself, his mind slowly breaking into pieces.

“Why.. does it look like my room is full of people?” Aera muttered under her breath, in which she could hear more quiet sobs and sniffs - definitely knowing that there are people in the room.

It was scary for her.

Her senses are weakening, as well as her body movements.

Aera knew that she wouldn’t make it tomorrow, not even today.

“..That’s because everyone’s here, Aera. We all are here for you, my love.” The White Queen softly replied. Aera could only turn her head slightly, towards where the voice came from.

Yugyeom, who was the nearest to Aera, held onto Aera’s fragile hands. “Aera.. It’s me… Please stay a little longer, please,” Yugyeom pleaded, his voice shaking.

He couldn’t hold onto his feelings anymore as he decided to let it out, making the others feel vulnerable too since their youngest is crying.

All of them knew Yugyeom was the type to try his best to hold onto his tears, no matter what situation he faces - but this, this situation was something Yugyeom had to let go of his feelings.

Bambam who was at the opposite of Yugyeom, couldn’t help but sob quietly as his head went downwards, his hands gripping onto Aera’s dress slightly - a sign to show her that he was there.

He has been quietly watching Aera every night.

He wouldn’t miss a day to check onto Aera - who would just lay on the bed and as night arrives, Bambam would let his tears out silently, alone. He knew she wouldn’t make it one day.

Thinking of Aera leaving him, Bambam let out his tears, making some of the older ones go towards his side - which was Mark and Jackson.

Aside from Bambam, Mark and Jackson were also the ones who would regularly visit Aera, in secret - because Jackson didn’t want Jaebeom to know that he would skip some days to go hunting, to see the princess.

So Jackson would invite Mark along, knowing the older one wants to come alone although he was being silent about it.

Whenever there is Jackson, the day would always end up with laughter - and for the first time, Aera would laugh softly and weakly to hear Jackson rambling about his day and Mark would always have to ask Jackson to slow down.

“Rest well, Aera. I’m happy that you came back to us - even if you and I didn’t get to spend more time together,” whispered Jinyoung, while caressing her side hair, making Aera hum while smiling.

As much as Jinyoung wants Aera to live longer, seeing her like this, in a condition where she couldn’t even more freely and seeing her weakening, it hurts him so bad that he just wanted her back to her usual self.

Even if she has to die. Thinking of the word ‘die’ makes Jinyoung tear up automatically, not knowing that tears already flow down his cheeks.

“Grandma Kim, how long—

“Not for long. She is trying her best to hold on now,” answered Grandma Kim to Youngjae - as she gazed towards Aera, who was silently looking at Jinyoung.

Youngjae could only gulp down the lump on her throat, knowing that flowers or plants couldn’t save her. He has tried all sorts of medicines, but none could make Aera come back to life - according to Grandma Kim.

There was so much he wanted to say to her, but he couldn’t let out any words - even if he wanted to say a word, instead he let out a sob, causing Jaebeom to hold onto Youngjae’s hands tightly.

If Jaebeom could go crazy, he would any moment now - but for the sake of his friends and the princess who is dying at her bed, he decided to get himself together, even if it is slowly killing him inside.

Seeing Aera becoming weaker, he would always blame himself - if he knew about her condition, he wouldn't have said those mean words to her.

All this while she had been keeping this to herself, why didn’t she say anything about this?

A part of him was mad at her but at the same time, maybe she didn’t want to look weak for her people and he gets her - the both of them have similar personalities.

‘Aera.. why didn’t you tell me?’ Jaebeom questioned in his voice of thoughts, staring towards Aera with a slight frown - to see Aera smiling slightly, as she slowly turned towards Jaebeom with her droopy eyes.

‘....No matter how much I wanted to change the future, destiny already wrote down my fate, Jaebeom. It’s the only way,’ answered Aera and that’s when everyone’s eyes fell towards Jaebeom - hearing her voice, Youngjae and Yugyeom automatically broke down.

Her response made Grandma Kim go towards Aera, putting her wrinkly hand onto Aera’s forehead - a deep frown and a soft sigh came from the elderly as she turned towards the White Queen who was in the corner shedding her own tears.

“Aerina, it’s time.”

Feeling all eyes turned towards Grandma Kim, the elderly looked towards the boys.

“I’m afraid you have to say your last words to her. Aerina and I will be outside,” stated Grandma Kim before guiding the weeping White Queen as they exited the room, leaving only Aera the 7 guys alone.

“I’m running out of time, am I?” questioned Aera softly, which she could feel a throbbing pain in her chest, causing her to let out an expression that caused the 7 guys to go closer to her.

Everyone in the room is running out of time.

Staring at Aera with tears flowing down their cheeks, Mark decided to speak first. “Thank you for everything, Aera. You have done so much to restore our home. Rest well,”

Though Mark’s words were simple, the way he said his words - everyone could tell he really meant it, hearing how hard he is trying not to let out a shaky voice.

She meant so much to him - although they did not interact that much, but the way they look at each other, the way she offers to comb his fur when he would always reject her, the times when Aera would approach him when he had trouble with situation regarding Morian, Mark knows Aera does care for him.

“Mark, you have to kiss her, on the cheeks of course,” Jackson urged, a tradition for the wolves that if one of their pack is dying, they have to give them a goodbye kiss on their face.

Although Aera wasn’t fully in their pack still, everyone somehow considered as one of Jaebeom’s.

“I don’t know..” Mark muttered, his eyes turning towards Jaebeom who was avoiding his gaze - at the same time giving Mark the green light. The oldest knew the alpha, who was rejected, still had romantic feelings for her, although his feelings for her are starting to fade.

Mark went nearer towards her face, remembering each feature of her face before giving her a quick peck on the cheek.

He then glanced towards Jackson and Yugyeom who were just near him, urging them to talk it out - afraid that it might be too late if they delay their time.

Yugyeom let out a shaky voice, his hand reaching out for Aera’s hands.

“I’m going to miss you….. Just so you know that family isn't blood. You're my family, Aera.” Yugyeom sniffled as he slightly gripped onto her soft hands, while giving a quick peck on the opposite side of where Mark had given his kiss.

There was so much love as the youngest stared into Aera’s pale face, the colors of her face were fading as well as life, making Yugyeom to start weeping out.

He couldn’t bear to see the princess suffer and eventually die.

Yugyeom thought she would stay forever this time, but of course, ‘forever’ doesn’t exist in this world.

There was so much Yugyeom wanted to do with her - going to the Dragon’s Village together with Grandma Kim, pranking Jaebeom and Jackson till they went insane, and disturbing naughty wolf cubs.

Knowing that she will pass on, Yugyeom has no one to turn to - causing him to sob out his feelings.

Mark had to advise him to come out of the room - with Mark accompanying him. Knowing it would be the last time he would see Aera, Mark turned towards Aera with a small smile that showed sadness, as he left the room with the weeping Yugyeom.

“Princess, I hope you can hear me. I don’t know… I thought you would stay a little longer. I wanted to show you what the others and I had planned for Morian. But it seems you had to go, and I understand. Just like what Mark said, you have done so much for both of your kingdoms and.. I’m proud to have someone - a friend, a tutor, a princess to my kingdom, our kingdom, by our side. We love you, Princess Aera.” confessed Bambam, his voice began to quave in sorrow.

He couldn’t help but to let out the tears that he had tried to hold onto, he finally let it out as the room filled with his weeps.

Bambam really loves Aera - he treats her as his own sister, they would always help each other out even if at the end of the day they had to be reprimanded by others.

Bambam couldn’t believe this at all.

‘Surely this is just a sick nightmare, right? If the princess is dead, who is going to look over Morian Kingdom?’

“Bambam,” A voice called, making Bambam look towards who called him, to see Jinyoung gesturing towards Aera who had her eyes closed, realizing he was openly day-dreaming as he finally stood up while leaning against Aera’s face.

“Rest well, our princess,” muttered Bambam before giving a peck on the outer corner of her eyes, as he immediately walked away, not even once looking back.

The older ones turned towards Youngjae, seeing that he had his eyes downcast - not knowing what to say, as he too couldn’t believe that their princess is on the point of death.

He knew. He was there in the mirror dimension with Jinyoung and Aera herself.

He didn’t know the day would come too soon.

With a shaky sigh, Youngjae crouches down while holding onto Aera’s weak yet soft hands. “Aera… Princess Aera..” Youngjae softly called out, waiting for her response but instead, silence and the quiet sobs from the older ones were the only response he got.

Youngjae’s bottom lip quivered, as tears rolled down on his cheeks, as he started to accept the reality that Aera is slowly dying. Staring at her pale yet beautiful face, Youngjae let out a slight choke then a scoff.

“Even if you are slowly passing on, you still look lovely…. Thank you for everything, Aera.” Youngjae whispered before pecking a kiss on the corner of her forehead. As he was leaving, Youngjae stole a few glances towards her as he finally let out a few sobs, before exiting the room.

Which now left with Jaebeom, Jinyoung and Jackson.

The 3 of them were running out of time, the colors on Aera’s hair were almost draining, an obvious sign that she is slowly passing on in Aerina’s kingdom.

Jinyoung’s eyes began to water seeing the drastic change.

“I hope this is all just a bad dream. Gosh, princess. We’re going to miss you and your rebellious times, and most importantly, you have stuck to the word of a ‘princess’. I am proud that you are my best friend, a star, also a princess to a kingdom where I was born. Till then, become a star and do visit us in our dreams. We love you, Princess Aera.” Jinyoung managed to say his words, though he was trying so hard not to break down - afraid that he wouldn't be able to speak.

Jinyoung didn’t hesitate to give her a kiss on the opposite eye where Bambam had kissed her. His thumb lightly caressed his cheek as he studied her features very carefully, not knowing that his tears were already rolling down his own cheeks.

Jinyoung looked towards Jaebeom and Jackson as their heads were downwards, not wanting to meet his own eyes - knowing they would break down. Wordlessly, Jinyoung took a last look towards Aera, before turning his back towards her.

Jaebeom and Jackson knew he exited the door, hearing slight sobs from outside.

The room was filled with complete silence.

“Do you want to talk to her first?” Jaebeom offered, his eyes slightly gazing towards Jackson, seeing his eyes red and puffy, knowing the man was crying.

Jackson nodded slightly, crouching down beside the princess, holding onto her hand firmly - as he started sobbing as it slowly turned to blubbers where he was letting out words that weren’t clear.

This made Jaebeom to crouch down beside him, his hands wrapping onto Jackson’s side, hugging the very heartbroken man.

“Jackson, you have to speak. Aera doesn’t understand what you are saying.” Jaebeom softly told him, as he was quietly sobbing - his hand didn’t even let go of Aera’s.

“I don’t know what to say, Jaebeom. It hurts very bad and I really don’t know how and what to say at all. All I really know is that I like her more than I should! I didn’t even have the chance to say it to her!” Jackson whimpered, his confession caused Jaebeom to rub his back, his way of showing that he understands him.

“....Me too….” Jaebeom whispered, eyes still towards Aera.

Soon, Jackson’s sobs slowly softens, letting go from Jaebeom’s side.

He went nearer towards Aera’s face.

“I wish we had more time together. But what I believe is that, in the gardens of memory, in a palace of dreams, that's where you and I will meet. You will forever and always be my number one, Aera.” said Jackson, trying his best not to let out any sobs, as he gazed into Aera’s face in adoration.

‘I love you, Aera. I will always love you, forever and always.’

Jackson thought to himself, before standing up, giving her a peck on top of her head. His hand caressing her hair, as his finger slowly left at the tip of her hair.

“I’ll join the others outside. You deserve a moment with her.” Jackson told Jaebeom, as the alpha quietly nodded.

“Thanks.” Jaebeom muttered towards Jackson, as he smiled sadly, his eyes moving towards the princess for a moment before turning his back towards her.

After Jackson left, Jaebeom turned towards Aera.

“First of all, I would like to apologize for what I said. I know you are sad, it’s obvious and I regretted not talking to you after that day. I’m starting to regret it now and I’m afraid it will stick to me. I’m going to miss you, Aera - and yes, I do still love you although your heart belongs to Jackson.” Jaebeom said softly, his hands holding onto Aera’s, already feeling that her hands were starting to get cold.

“..You know, I will never regret loving you. That’s a promise and… thank you for loving me, even when I don't feel lovable.” continued Jaebeom, as his fingers landed to Aera’s cheeks, as he slowly caressed it.

Jaebeom leans against Aera’s face, unknowing that he was quietly sobbing, not wanting others to hear - as he went nearer towards her forehead, giving her a peck on the forehead as he closed his eyes, letting his tears flow.

Just then, Jaebeom felt his hand that was holding onto Aera’s, as it felt light weight.

Jaebeom immediately opened his eyes, and he immediately backed away - in front of him was Aera, her body slowly turning into flower petals, flowing through the air.

He didn’t even realized that a ring had fallen from Aera’s body.

His shock might have caused the others to feel him, as the rest who were standing outside quickly went into the room - as they see the same thing as what Jaebeom is seeing.

Aera’s body, from her toes to her head, turns into flower petals, and once the top of her head had been transformed, the wind blew the petals as they blew out of the open window of the room.

“She’s gone.” said Grandma Kim, as the silence filled with sorrow.

It’s been 3 days after the princess’s death, and news has spread drastically that the crown princess of Aerina and Morian Kingdom has passed away - and the citizens have been mourning still, with pictures and flowers being placed at the front of the castle entrance of Aerina’s Kingdom mostly.

The castle has been quiet, as the royal workers were mourning too.

But not exactly for Grandma Kim and the White Queen, as they were holding onto scrolls that were on both of their arms. They entered the meeting room, to see Jaebeom’s pack.

As soon as they saw the elderly and the Queen, all of them immediately stood up and bowed to both of them.

“Your majesty, what is with the scrolls?” Jaebeom questioned curiously, seeing more than 10 scrolls were on each of their hands. He was surprised that they could carry all of that.

“These.. are from Aera, written personally from her.” The Queen stated, and immediately as Aera’s name was being heard, their eyes widened slightly.

“All of it?” asked Jinyoung and the Queen nodded with a small smile.

Both Grandma Kim and the Queen began to distribute the scrolls according to the names.

Some of them could see that the scrolls had the names of neighboring kingdom names and the names that they knew too, which were NCT and X Clan.

They were even more surprised that Zen’s name was there too, though he is still a child.

Each one of them got a hold of one scroll but Jaebeom receives 2 scrolls, each given by the older ones, but Grandma Kim holds onto one of the ends.

“Aera said that this was for all of you. Since you’re the alpha, you have to read it aloud.” told Grandma Kim, as she looked at Jaebeom with a face that had never been serious as ever.

Jaebeom can’t help but feel anxious, knowing this must be related to her death.

Looking at his friends, Jaebeom untied the string as the paper unrolled itself - to reveal the most neatest, yet elegant handwriting as he reads the letter out loud.

“Dear my 7 beloved friends,

I know that if you are reading this, I must have passed on and I’ve known because it’s been stated in the book of prophecies. I had destroyed it, and I would like to apologize to Jinyoung for enchanting a spell on him from the day we had a talk in the mirror dimension.

I had to, so that everything would come out with me, having the blood of the gods, as I am demi-god and me having the ability to enchant spells. Now, they say demi-gods are supposed to live longer, but in my case, my body is trapped somewhere hence it couldn’t last long, and this is the consequence.

As you read this out loud, all spells that I casted will vanish and you don’t have to worry, Youngjae. Your favorite flowers are still blooming, I knew you would be sad if it died one day.

Jinyoung, I’ve thinked about the words you said to me and I guessed I realized that I had been selfish… but not heartless. I have always cared for my people since day 1. So, I had written to each one of you as you will be given each a scroll that my will would be split into 7. You will receive on behalf of my inheritance. I had asked Mother and Grandma Kim for their permission and they are lovely to support me.

You will get everything you will need, a room, gold, swords, anything.

Oh, and not forgetting our little Zen. He too will be given a share of my inheritance. He would need it as soon as he turns 20.

Since I am not there, Morian is in need of rulers. The White Queen has to stay in Aerina, since that is her hometown and her own castle while Grandma Kim had vowed to be by the Queen's side.

So in exchange, I need the 7 of you to rule the Morian Kingdom.

I need a helping hand.

Attached to this letter is a letter from King Morian. There is proof, as he, King Morian, stated that his throne would be passed to the 7 of you and you do not need to worry on how or if it is possible if a pack of young wolves could rule a kingdom.

It is possible.

The White Queen, along with Grandma Kim would guide you along, but all the matter will pass in your hands. In the end you will decide what to do with the Kingdom - whether you would like it to be a harmonious kingdom or a kingdom that is only for wolves.

It is all up to the 7 of you. I believe you can do it. Each one of you has your own abilities, your own strengths, so use it.

I just want the 7 of you to live comfortably, happily in your own castle and hometown. I hope one day it will come true, not now as I know everyone would be saddened with my passing.

But as for me, I can’t wait on how both of the kingdoms would progress as years passed.

The night sky will always be dark blue,

Just like how the stars would always be there,

Think of me as a star, I will always watch all of you.

With lots of love and your forever princess,

Riana Aera.”

As Jaebeom was reading the scroll, the 7 of them quickly untied their own individual scroll, to reveal handwritten will and signatures from the Queen, the generals and Aera herself.

“Oh, Aera.” Jinyoung muttered to himself, as in his eyes, the day where he was trapped in the mirror dimension, the scene was running through his eyes, causing him to have teary eyes.

What Aera said was true, she did uncast the spell.

He felt guilty, he felt like he had caused Aera to feel like she was selfish and heartless, when in the first place, she was thinking of everyone she loves.

“..It isn’t your fault, Jinyoung. The princess might have seen this coming.” Jackson, who was beside him, patted his back as he gave his friend a side hug.

“..I would sincerely like to help the princess.” Bambam commented, causing the Queen to turn towards the younger one with a smile.

“Me too! She needs our help!” Yugyeom added.

“..If this is what she wants, we have to.” Youngjae muttered, eyes still locked onto his own scroll.

He couldn’t believe that Aera was a demi-god, which explains her superhuman strengths and abilities that he,himself and the others didn’t have.

Mark on the other hand was trying to recall his moments with Aera, when all of a sudden he remembered her words.

“Are you ready for the day where I would be gone and leave it to your hands to take care of the others and the kingdom of Morian?” Mark whispered to himself, causing the others to turn towards him.

“What?” Jaebeom repeated and Mark’s eyes went downcast.

“..She had hinted to us before. All of us, but it seems we were too positive to think she would never leave.” Mark explained, earning a slow nod from Jinyoung.

“..She gave me a book titled ‘Ways of A Wolf Pack to Rule A Kingdom’. I thought she gave me for more information purposes but she had another intention that I couldn’t figure out.” Jinyoung muttered, as everyone went silent.

They were blind, or it seems Aera had her own ways.

“..I think we shouldn’t think that way. Aera wants us to be happy, so… I think we should try to be happy for her sake.” Jackson commented, sounding a little positive.

Jaebeom’s eyes gazed towards the scroll, his hands slightly gripped onto his own scroll.

‘...What exactly are you, Aera?’

𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 ⇿ 𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆

𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

#got7 scenarios #got7 imagines #got7 wolf #got7 au #got7 wolf au #got7 wolf senarios #got7 wolf!au #got7 mark #got7 jaebeom #got7 jackson #got7 jinyoung #got7 youngjae #got7 bambam #got7 yugyeom #got7 prince!au #got7 royal!au

9 notes · View notes

sugarlino · 4 years

Text

circle of life ✿ bc

genre(s) : fluff , strangers to friends!au , law of the jungle!au , celebrity!au

pairing(s) : reader x bang chan, reader x a turkey and some trout lmao (also featuring the chief himself kim byungman, as well as kangnam, yoon park, heo kyunghwan, and hong jinyoung because they’re some celebrities that have been on law of the jungle that i really like haha)

w.c. : ≈ 950

desc. : bang chan comforts you when you start to feel guilty about your dinner on law of the jungle

warning(s) : animal death , mentions of blood and uhh animal body parts :/

a/n : i really don’t know why i’m writing this because i’m vegetarian HAHAHA (fellow vegetarians or vegans i’m so sorry) but i thought of it while watching the show law of the jungle! it’s a korean tv show where different celebrities (a mix of idols, actors, athletes, models, etc) go somewhere in the world with the “chief” kim byungman and survive however they can by battling the environment, building their own shelters, and catching their own food. this specific scenario is inspired by law of the jungle in patagonia! the show is really fun, i highly recommend if you are interested in survival in the wild. also, reader is a celebrity, obviously, but it’s up to you what kind of celebrity you are!

(gif credit to owner!)

“oh no…” you whined. after eating nothing but wild berries and wild berry jam the whole time you were in patagonia with the tribe, you were exhausted, discouraged, and absolutely starving. you were sitting next to the fire, making more jam with the wild strawberries you picked when the hunting team came back. the chief and kangnam held a net in their hands, most likely holding some type of fish or sea creatures, while jinyoung held some sort of bird in her hands and bravely led the other three men towards your shelter.

being crazy hungry, you thought you’d have to wet your lips and stop yourself from drooling if the hunting team did come back with your next meal. but instead of drool, all you got were shivers down your spine. your heart broke when you saw the bird flapping around in jinyoung’s grasp. it had probably come from the trap you helped the chief and the others set up earlier that morning. the poor thing…

“(name), you’re hungry, aren’t you?” yoon park asked you.

“yes, i really am,” you replied with a nervous laugh. you didn’t want to show that you were upset after all the hard work the tribe had gone through to catch food to feed each other. you were unbelievably grateful, but the bird just looked so scared.

the whole tribe erupted into cheers. “hey, (name), you can continue making the jam and we can eat it with the turkey!” jinyoung said. you nodded and smiled. everyone looked so excited, and you didn’t wanna bring the mood down by expressing your sadness over an animal’s life being taken. you never felt this way when you ordered chicken at home, but having to be a witness to the actual killing part made you feel sick.

the chief and the others went off to start gutting the turkey and the trout to get them ready for your meal. you continued cooking the jam and winced as you tried your hardest to ignore the turkey’s cries for help. you made eye contact with the law of the jungle staff, and they chuckled at your distressed expression. you couldn’t help but chuckle back. why were you acting like this?

“it’s gruesome,” you said, making eye contact with one of the camera directors. he nodded in response, sympathizing with your feelings.

you felt a presence near you, and looked up to see bang chan from stray kids watching you make the jam. he had a fish skewered through a stick and you tried not to look at it as you patted the spot next to you, inviting him to sit. you were on good terms with everyone in the tribe, but you had the least chances to speak with bang chan out of all 6 of your tribe members, so you were still curious about him. especially since he was the youngest out of all the men in the tribe.

“i have a dog named berry,” he told you with a smile as he pointed at the jam you were making. “do you have any pets?”

“i have a fish,” you said with a blank expression, looking at the dead chilean trout on the stick he was holding.

“ohhhh…” chan said awkwardly, glancing down at the fish he was holding. “i’m sorry.”

“no, no, it’s fine.” you grinned.

“oH MY GOSH IT’S SO BLOODY-“ you heard kyunghwan shout. chan laughed next to you.

“kyunghwan sunbaenim looked so funny trying to get the turkey out of the trap, you should’ve seen-“ chan turned towards you and saw how disturbed you looked. “hey, (name), are you okay?” he saw your eyes get watery and a worried expression appeared on his face immediately. why were you acting like this? you kept asking yourself why you had to ruin the mood like this.

“i’m sorry, i was excited to finally get some food other than berries, and i feel bad being upset when everyone is so happy. i guess i just didn’t expect the real thing to be this… sad to me,” you explained. chan nodded understandingly, which you appreciated. you made eye contact with the dead fish and shuddered as he placed the small trout on the makeshift grill that the chief had made, being nice and tactless enough to move the grill as far away from you as possible.

“WHY DOES THIS TURKEY HAVE FAT RAMEN NOODLES FOR INTESTINES?” kyunghwan shouted again and you groaned, making chan giggle cutely.

“i feel so guilty…” you pouted.

“it’s okay,” he reassured you. “it’s nothing to feel guilty about. it’s not easy to handle, no matter how hungry you are.” chan placed a comforting hand on your parka-covered shoulder, and you thanked him as you took the pot of jam off the fire and placed it on the ground. “circle of life, right?”

“circle of life,” you repeated back to him, starting to feel a little better.

“(name), does your pet fish have a name?”

you and chan talked for a few minutes, getting to know each other until the rest of the tribe came over with the freshly gutted turkey and the other trout. you winced again.

“the jam is ready, so (name) and i are gonna go get more sticks for the fire if that’s okay,” chan said. the chief nodded, immediately realizing that you were uncomfortable watching the animals, and sat down to cook them. “don’t worry, i gotchu.” chan smiled as he patted your back, standing up and offering you his hand.

you felt extremely grateful for the kind boy, and got up to go collect more sticks with your new friend, starting to actually look forward to your first real meal in days.

a/n : yay! my first work on this blog! i kind of lost motivation to write without even having written anything, but i finally started to get some ideas. this one was really short and kind of a mess of an idea, but i am working on a longer work, possibly one with chapters. please look forward to it, especially you sky castle fans (the kdrama!) and you hyunjin stans! 💕

#stray kids #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids oneshots #stray kids blurbs #stray kids drabbles #stray kids fluff #stray kids x reader #skz #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz oneshots #skz blurbs #skz drabbles #skz fluff #bang chan #stray kids bang chan #stray kids chan #stayshub

39 notes · View notes