#wait how do u spell cookie
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*smiles at you in homosexual mentally illiker*
#lemon demon#neil cicierega#nail cigarette my love#sdv farmer#sdv#sdv memes#stardew valley#the mentally illiker thing was a reference to gadzooks by the way i’m not stupid#( <- yes i am :) )#( stupid i mean )#( yes i am stupid )#(gra) ahhhhh#gadzooks#gadzooks!#gadzooks…#GAADZooks!!#ur all such crazy cooky cooks#wait how do u spell cookie#kooky#coo#kee#i don’t fucking know i’m just gonna kill myself it’s fine
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Cookies and Milk
Kirishima x Chubby!Reader
a/n: this is quite possibly the sluttiest thing i’ve ever wrote. reader and kiri are in college. includes: daddy kink, size kink, manhandling, some descriptions of chubby reader, etc.
also i hate spell checking so i didn’t <3
did kirishima even realize what his snapchats did to you?
you crossed your legs, squeezing together as to relieve pressure down there. you put on a brave smile, looking up into your camera. the perfect angle of your boobs and your thighs.
kirishima was in the gym like always. every day, at 8 pm, he would hit the gym with his friend bakugou. you and bakugou weren’t that close, as kirishima was the only object of your affection. you didn’t care for any other men because of how obsessed you were with kiri.
wow kiri! have your muscles gotten bigger?
you giggled as you typed out your response, hitting send after you looked over the photo. it was perfect. you weren’t stupid. you knew kirishima wanted you. and he always watched your thighs and tits, whether he realized it or not. sometimes he would subconsciously squeeze your thigh. you knew he was obsessed too.
kirishima was out of breath, panting at the machine. he had just finished another set of his lift routine. opening his snapchat, he saw your notification. no one else mattered on there but you. in fact, everyone had been left on delivered for 20 hours.
kirishima chuckled as he read your text. he smiled, flexing for the camera. his biceps were absolutely massive, practically bulging out of his skin tight black shirt. oh, not to mention your favorite kiri hairstyle: the man bun with his red bangs sticking to his forehead. he was everything you wanted and more.
you impatiently waited for his text. he was so hot and you were too horny to not stare at pictures of him sweaty. you felt yourself getting wetter as you imagined him in all different ways.
ding!
finally, his text! you squealed with delight, flopping back on your bed.
kiri baby ❤️ maybe! gotta make sure i can lift at least 3 of you ;)
you giggled, twisting your hair. kirishima knew you were insecure of yourself, but always had the perfect thing to say. he could easily lift you. slam you. hold you up against the wall.
3 of me? how much are you lifting?!
kirishima instantly opened your message. after all, this was the break in his set. there was nothing more he wanted to do than come over. he wanted to show you how strong he was. he had been wanting to show you for months. he stared at the snapstreak of 105 days. it was enough time, right? you had to like him at this point!
kiri baby ❤️ not sure how much u weigh, but i’m lifting 600
600?! you blinked. holy fuck. it did make sense, as he had been training since he was young. kirishima is the most built man you know.
you quickly snapped a photo of your head back on the pillow, with your boobs nearly spilling out of your tank top.
600?!?! it would be easy to lift me o_O
kirishima opened your snap, then replayed it. he sighed, trying not to get hard in public. his brain was full of horny thoughts as he stared at your boobs. kirishima was craving you tonight, and he wasn’t sure why. normally he can suppress his urges, but this time he needs you. so bad. he needed to play it cool though. after all, you two were friends.
kiri baby ❤️ i know :) what are you up to tonight?
you began to reply quickly. you didn’t know how much longer his break was, and you wanted to see him badly. sometimes you guys would link up after he goes to the gym. you would study together or just grab a late night snack. kirishima always wanted to feed you because he loved taking care of you.
nothing much! got most of my shit done.
kirishima knew he was almost done with his workout. he sat up, and grabbed his water bottle.
“oi, kirishima! what are you doing?!” bakugou piped up
“sorry bro, y/n is really distracting me tonight!”
bakugou rolled his eyes. “yeah shitty hair! she distracts you every night! do you want her to start coming and watching you?!”
katsuki shook his head. “not cool, bakugou.”
“yeah, whatever! i know you guys are gonna hang out after. that’s why you were snapping her!”
kirishima rolled his eyes. bakugou wasn’t even worth the response right now. kiri snapped a quick picture of his feet and water bottle.
kiri baby ❤️ i’m gonna be done in an hour. wanna get a snack?
you giggled with delight. you loved seeing kirishima whenever you could.
of course i wanna get a snack ^_^ i’m so excited!
kirishima smiled at his phone. you were the cutest creature known to man.
kiri baby ❤️ okay beautiful! i’ll be at your dorm at 10
you set down your phone and immediately hopped off your bed. your roomie perked up, looking over at you.
“kirishima?” she asked
“yep!” you smiled. “need to get ready for him!”
she shook her head. “he doesn’t care what you look like. we’ve seen the way he stares at you, y/n”
“ohhh, but i love getting ready! it makes it more fun. kirishima needs to know how hot i am!”
you giggled, sitting at your vanity. you turned the bright white lights on and opened your makeup bag. you decided on a natural look, but still wanted to look glowy and flawless.
after your makeup, you put on a mini skirt and cropped sweatshirt with your college logo. a little to tease, but not too much skin showing. you quickly gathered essentials in your purse and threw on some thigh highs and sneakers.
“what do you think?!” you asked your roomie
“beautiful as always!” she replied
“yay!” you exclaimed
you opened your phone to see kiri had texted you that he was on his way. “gotta go!”
“stay safe!” she said
you slammed the door shut behind you and giggled. you loved seeing kiri. it was your favorite part of every week. you rushed down the stairs, panting and breathless by the time you got to the lobby.
opening the doors, you saw kirishima standing by the entrance. you smiled and waved as soon as he noticed you.
kirishima’s hair was still wet from his shower. but now he wore loose fitting gray sweatpants and a black tank top. his gym bag was with bakugou, who begrudgingly allowed him to leave it with him.
kirishima opened his arms for a hug, which you bounded into. you put your face near his heart and breathed in the clean smells. burying your head, you nudged him like a little dog.
“hi pretty girl. where are we going tonight?” he asked
you wrapped your arms around him, staring up into his eyes. kirishima was so perfect. “i dunno!”
kirishima chuckled. “cookies and then we can go back to my place?”
you finally let go, only to grab onto his arm. you were a little clingy, but he didn’t mind. he loved being your big protector.
“yay! let’s do it!”
kirishima loved your enthusiasm. he loved the size difference too. i mean after all, he was a big man. not only were his biceps the size of your face nearly, but he was also over 6’4. you were lucky to have caught his attention after years of him being your campus crush. when you’d see him, he’d smile at you, and you’d smile back.
it wasn’t until a party that the two of you met. you were a champion in beer pong. so much that a photo of you hangs in some frat on campus to signify who the champion of the year is. unfortunately, kirishima was paired against you. he lost to you and your unhinged roomie.
but he didn’t care. he loved watching you win. the way you jumped up and down and giggled. after the game was over, the two of you went outside to talk on a shitty couch. you couldn’t imagine the things that were done on it, so you tried not to think at all.
admittedly, you were tipsy. and so was kirishima.
“you’re cute.” he says
“thank you!” you replied back, too scared to admit he was your campus crush. “you aren’t so bad yourself…but you suck at beer pong!”
kirishima smiled at the memory. the two of you walked through the desolate campus, under the moonlit sky. there was no better way to spend his nights than by your side.
“how was the gym kiri?” you ask politely
“it was great. you know, we should work out sometime together!” he says
you raised your eyebrows. “i don’t lift, i do my pilates and treadmill workout. and plus your bakubro is a bakuasshole.”
kirishima laughed. “you’re so sassy, y/n!”
“yeah i am. always have been always will be.” you crossed your arms at him.
kirishima shook his head. “oh c’mon pretty girl. you know you wanna hold my arm.”
“yeah, i do.” you smiled, grabbing back onto him. “i like walking with you like this.”
the two of you arrived at the cookie place. they already knew exactly what you wanted. you and kirishima would always order the same box of cookies, as it was directly across from his dorm.
you rushed back into his room so you could eat the cookies while they were still hot. kirishima got out cups and milk from his mini fridge. you turned on the tv and got comfy below the blankets in his bed. as he turned around, kirishima only fell more in love with you.
his cute little girl, all bundled up. kirishima smiled and set down your drinks and cookies on the table beside his bed. he sat next to you, caressing your head and hair.
“i wish we could have a sleepover.” he admits
you smiled and leaned into his touch. “me too, kiri baby.”
you sat up and gestured for cookies. kiri smiled and opened the box and handed you your favorite. you leaned your head on his shoulder and turned up the tv.
you and kirishima mindlessly watched the tv and finished your cookies. once they were done, you stood up and cleared everything away. kirishima watched you bend over to put the milk back and saw your panties.
fuck.
he couldn’t turn away from it. they were just so adorable. silk and pink.
you turned around, putting your hand on your hip. “kiri, are you staring at me?”
“no!” he exclaimed, ashamed of his horny thoughts. “i wouldn’t do that!”
you giggled. “mhm.”
kirishima’s face burned hot. you got back into bed with him, cuddling into his side. he was hot to the touch. it nearly made you break out into a sweat.
“kiri, you’re so warm. you should take your shirt off.”
you giggled up at him as his face morphed into shock. he blinked down at you. “seriously?”
“yeah, duh!” you exclaimed.
you felt rather bold tonight. you climbed up on his lap and pulled at the ends of his shirt. “i wanna see. can you show me kiri?”
you pouted at him. kirishima was already hard. you could feel him against your thigh. you made sure not to sit directly on top of him.
“princess, you’re crazy.” he replied. “but i always give you what you want, don’t i?”
“that’s why i’m your princess, stupid.”
“you wanna help me take it off?” he asked
the two of you gazed into each others eyes. an uncontrollable cloud of lust shrouded you. your hands gripped the ends of his shirt. he watched as you pulled carefully and slowly.
what you revealed was the body of an olympian god. you nearly foamed at the mouth as you saw what he had to offer. his v-line was so prominent. and his little happy trail. you had never been so horny in your life.
“k-kiri…i can’t hold myself back anymore,” you whined. “you were so mean at the gym today.”
kiri pretended to pout at you and ran his thumb down your cheek. “you poor princess,”
you were so desperate for dick. your pussy clenched and unclenched around nothing. you needed something- anything.
“please don’t tease me anymore kiri, i really wanna feel you!” you whined
“well then pretty girl, you’re gonna need to leave those panties with me.” he said. “and take off that skirt.”
you swiftly got up from the bed and turned around to change. you bent over, giving him the perfect view of your ass. he watched as you dragged your panties down, exposing your pussy lips. kirishima audibly groaned, touching his dick through his pants.
his heart raced as you unbuttoned your skirt. it fell from your legs, opening a whole new world for kiri to see. your pretty, supple thighs. you held onto your panties, turning around to look at him.
“k-kiri, i feel embarrassed!” you whined. “i don’t really like showing anyone my body like this…”
kirishima smiled, grabbing your hips. he sat you back down where you were before. “you’re my princess. my perfect little princess. and i wouldn’t have you any other way. now hand me those panties.”
you held out your hand for him. he held them up to his nose, sniffing while his eyes rolled back. “mm fuck, gonna need to taste that.”
he put the panties on his bedside table. you had a feeling you wouldn’t be getting those back.
“kiri, that was so pervy of you!”
“god i know, but that’s just what you do to me, princess. i turn into a fucking weirdo for you. i’m so fucking obsessed with you.”
he inhaled deeply, gripping at your hips. you already stained his sweatpants. he could smell you in the air and feel your wetness seep through.
“like fuck, i need you to grind on me before i do something crazy.” he admitted. “i just get all these uncontrollable urges with you.”
you scooted up on his pants and to his dick. “i do too kiri. i think we just need to fuck it all out. i have the most nastiest thoughts of you humanly possible.”
you grinded against him. he grunted as he felt your pussy lips drag up and down.
“i’m so glad we are finally being honest, princess. i can’t control my feelings for you anymore. i fuckin love teasing you at the gym. i just love thinking about how horny you get baby.”
you whined in his ear as you found the perfect spot. kiri had his hands on your hips, guiding you back and forth. the two of you dry humped each other, and it was disgustingly amazing.
“no no kiri, you don’t understand!” you exclaimed. “when you send me pictures in the gym i get fucking sinful.”
kirishima chuckled. “yeah pretty princess? what do you think about?”
you cried out as he jerked into you. you pulled his sweatpants down so as to be able to grind on him directly. it felt so much better. the two of you moaned as you hit each others spots.
“fuck, what do i not think about?! you’re so big and strong kiri. i just need you to throw me around and fuck me until i can’t think.”
“why didn’t you just say so?”
kirishima flipped you over so that you were below him. he took off his sweatpants and pinned your arms on his headboard. you cried out as he gripped your wrists.
“like this princess? you wanna be treated like this?” he asked
you nodded your head quickly. “y-yes kiri!”
he dragged you up so that he could take your hoodie off. ripping the material from your skin, he had no mercy for you. he slammed you back down on the bed, so much so that it shook. you moaned, loving being manhandled.
“fuck princess, we coulda been doin this every night if you were just a little more honest with me.”
“god i really regret it kiri! you don’t know how bad i need this every week and every night.”
kirishima chuckled. he loved looking at your naked body, fully presented just for him. he ran his hands from your stomach to your thighs.
“need what, pretty girl?”
you wanted to scream. you grabbed his hands. “need something inside, kiri! please!”
oh fuck. you were so desperate. kiri thought it was adorable how you tried to assert dominance. it was so easy for him to overpower you. he was charmed by the way you held his wrists, thinking you could stop him.
“yeah baby? your poor fuckin thing. this pussy must be crying for me. need me to feel those wet insides, precious?”
you put your legs up so that they rested on his shoulders. kiri inhaled the strong scent of pussy, as it was much closer to his face. he looked down to see that his bed was covered in your juices.
“fuckin hell, princess. look what you did to my bed.”
but you didn’t want to look. you wanted kiri to finger you or shove his dick inside.
“i’m sorry kiri! i’m really sorry! i’ll help you clean up, i promise!”
kiri had so much control over you. his fingers crept up your thigh slowly. he began to touch your lips. you cried out. he was going so slow.
“i know you will, my perfect little princess. but you wanna do something else right now, don’t you? you need me inside you, right?”
you nearly screamed as he finally inserted one finger.
“daddy! daddy i need more!”
daddy? kirishima was gonna have a hard time controlling himself. “you like calling me daddy? fuck princess, you really are so dirty.”
he rammed his finger inside, up to your guts. you were screaming with just one. he couldn’t imagine more than three inside.
“yes daddy! i’m a dirty girl! please, please, i need another so bad!”
kirishima gave you what he want. he always did and always will. adding another finger, you only got wetter. he could hear your pussy as he went in and out. his whole hand was covered in it, and he could feel it drip down his arm.
“fuck princess, you’re so fuckin wet for daddy. listen to you, pathetic little girl. you hear how wet that pussy is? those little moans and whines? well shit, who are we kidding. you’re screaming on my fingers!”
your mouth was open, slack jawed. it felt so good. you could hardly focus on anything else. kirishima humiliated you in the sweetest way possible. he only made things worse.
“i’m sorry for being a messy girl daddy! i’m sorry i’m so loud!”
kirishima loved making you embarrassed. your cheeks were red, with little tears building up in your eyes. you opened your eyes, watching kirishima’s face of focus as he rammed into you.
“it’s okay perfect princess. you need to feel good, don’t you? i know how mean i was, teasing you like that in the gym.”
“so mean daddy!” tears broke free from your eyes. you were lost in this world of lust. there was nothing you could do but feel it out. you were completely gone. not thinking of future consequences nor the embarrassment of yourself.
“god it’s all worth it. all these months.” he sighed
you cried even more as he added another finger. he was splitting you open one by one. “i need more daddy! i need your cock, please! fingers aren’t enough!”
“no baby, they aren’t are they? you need daddy’s dick in that wet pussy, don’t you? don’t worry little one, i’ll fuckin ruin that pussy.“
kirishima finally took off his boxers. you gasped at the size. it was so big. you almost weren’t sure you’d be able to take it.
“please be gentle sir!”
“oh my precious princess, how sweet you cry.”
he slowly put his bulbous head inside. you moaned with delight, grabbing onto his arm. kirishima took that as a sign to keep pushing in. slowly, you were filled to the brim with his cock. you felt his tip poke your insides, moaning at the feeling.
“please daddy, please fuck me!”
kirishima nearly lost all control with the first stroke. in out in out. he tried to stay calm, but you only pushed back into him. you wanted it hard and fast, he could tell.
“not hard enough! need it sooo hard!!”
you were absolutely delirious. you closed your eyes and left your mouth open wide. kirishima watched saliva spill out as he fucked into you harder.
“yeah daddy! yeah! just like that!”
he gripped your legs, shoving his cock into your pussy. he abused your g-spot and made you scream.
“you’re only gonna want my cock coz of how good i fuck you. gonna be obsessed with me and need this cock.”
you nodded your head, focusing on how fast his pace was.
“gonna do that homework and sit on this cock. rock back and forth on those shit chairs and break em just for more of my dick.”
you giggled as he kept going. your tongue lolled out of your moth as you lost control of all senses. all you could think about was his cock. and he was right, you’d break a chair just for a good fuck.
“gonna be at the gym, sitting on this cock as i work out. riding up and down without a care of who sees. i’ll fuckin ruin all your gym clothes with cum and rip those leggings.”
“oh my god daddy!” you screamed, gripping his shoulders. he was so hot, imaging everything out loud.
“gonna be in the shower, with you still on my cock. bent over on the floor so i can fuck into your pussy.”
“yes daddy! i wanna get fucked everywhere sir!”
“gonna need it all the time, always clinging to me, right princess?”
kirishima loved that pathetic face. your makeup was absolutely ruined. tears and saliva went down your face, to your neck, then the bed. it was a mix of mascara, spit, pussy, and your adorable cries. your mouth was wide open, finally opening your eyes.
“yes daddy! i‘ll be like your personal fuck doll!”
kirishima chuckled. he smacked you on your ass. you screamed and pushed up into his cock again. you could only feel the slam of his dick, no other feelings but that.
“yeah you fuckin will, perfect princess. you’ll be a little toy for daddy, won’t ya?”
“uh huh! yes sir!” you agreed
you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. kirishima watched your face contort into ecstasy. he only felt himself get closer.
“daddy! i’m cumming!”
you rode your high, screaming as he finished inside. you couldn’t even care as you watched the cum drip down your thighs, leaking out onto the bed. he still kept himself inside, buried as much as possible.
kirishima collapsed on top of you, sweat sticking to both of your bodies. “fuck y/n! i’m so sorry for cumming inside- i didn’t even ask-“
“no, it’s okay. don’t even worry your big head about that.” you said softly
“you sure?” he replied
“mhm, you can stay inside pretty boy.”
kirishima laid his head on your boobs. he squished them closer to his mouth, kissing them. you giggled as he buried himself between your tits.
“my little baby.” you teased softly. “not so big and strong anymore, huh?”
kiri didn’t even care in the slightest. he loved squishy cuddles from you. “i love boobies.”
you absolutely giggled. “kiri! you’re a bad boy!”
kiri squished your tits so that they would touch each cheek. “mmmf…don’t care. you are my squishy girlfriend.”
“girlfriend, huh?” you beamed
kiri kissed your forehead. “of course princess. we just fucked like literal animals.”
the two of you giggled, slowing your breathing and relaxing. the movie from earlier was still playing, causing you to feel extra drowsy.
“kiri, i’m sleepy.” you said softly
“that’s okay baby, the RA owes me a favor. you close those pretty eyes.”
you smiled, still feeling his dick twitch inside. you knew tomorrow was gonna be just as good as the night. “okie kiri…”
kiri watched you drift to sleep, kissing you softly all around your face. he was so lucky to have someone as beautiful as you.
“goodnight precious girl.”
#kirishima eijirou#kirishima x reader#mha kirishima#bnha kirishima#bnha eijiro kirishima#eijirou x reader#kirishima eijiro x reader#kirishima x you#kirishima smut#kirishima fluff#kirishima x y/n#kirishima x reader smut#kirishima x y/n smut#college kirishima#mha college au#bnha college au
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Could I request Zim x human!reader where the reader taught themselves how to bake sweets that are safe for him to eat?
Cooking people food is how I show I care ❤️
OMG FIRST INVADER ZIM REQUEST YIPEEE
ok but sweetie as i almost always say u need to specify if Hc or a oneshot, if you don't to i will make HC(and sorry for the wait also..) ..with that. Enjoy!
(i tried to make it Gender-Neutral. no mention of prnns)
Zim with a Human!reader that bakes him sweets!
Zim wasn't someone that enjoyed the human food...that much
principally since he couldn't drink water
He is practically confused when you are comming home or he finds some ingredients in your bag.
he never seems to care that much. He only asks what are you doing. And when you just answer 'Nothing' he just shrugs, but keeps and eye on you
(i even see him capable of sending Gir to spie you..but he always comes bacl with his 2.."eyes"(? full of flour)
When you finally offer him the cookies..He doesn't accepts
he says that "Human fod isn't of his interest!" or something in that style...
But he always sneeks and takes a bit of one of your cookies.
AND HE LOVES THEM
he eats them all until there's no trace of the cookies.
he then comes to you and says "My beloved Human! i've decided that i'll let you bake your strangely delicious cookies! With the condition that I will only eat them..no gir or the minimoose!"
"ajehm..please.."
(if he sees you giving Gir some of your cookies or Gir stealing them..he will say that he will eat all Gir's snacks..but he inmediatly regrets and gives them back)
Guess who's back!
Hi! sorry for any spell mistakes or if Zim is OOC..haven't watched the movie or the series in a long time..so yeah sorry :(
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for my mental health i need hcs of bella ramsey x fem or gn reader with words of affirmation love language ‼️‼️
hi guys i’m back to feed you some more bella content ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ hope i did this right and that u guys like it :) also tysm for the requests
listen listen!!! after taking a shower she would 100% leave sweet compliments on the foggy mirror for u to read. will add ‘kiss your s/o’ to your to do lists.
will text/send photos of random things that reminds you of her throughout the day. she does this especially when she’s on set and you guys can’t talk much. they have your favorite snack there? sends u a photo and tells u theyre thinking of u. lots of i miss yous, love yous and that she can’t wait to be home to see u again. “text me abt what you get up to today babe” “pedro is making fun of me because i’m apparently such a simp for you, he is absolutely, in every way, correct ;).” “i saw a butterfly today n it reminded me of the pretty tattoo you have”
will watch u like the weirdo she is when you’re getting ready in the morning. sneaks up behind u and repeatedly attacks ur face with kisses. “i have the most beautiful gf in the world” “omg i love this purple eyeliner on you, it rlly suits you” “your curls look really defined today, the new conditioner you got is so good!! my beautiful bby”
is the type to whisper compliments in between kisses. yk like corny spelling out of i love you in between pecks? yep, does that. “i really really like you” “my darling” “mine” “you’re so cute” in between kisses hehehe.
spam texts you when you send/post a photo. in your dms/comment section screechingggg!! my mans is DOWN BADDD. needs and loves to comment “first” on ur posts. they actually make up most of ur comment section. “BABE IM DYING YOURE TOO BEAUTIFUL” “so glad we’ve advanced technology so i can stare at this photo 4life if i want to” “you+this dress= my death”
randomly tweets a photo of you, captioning it “this is my darling, be jealous, gn”
very validating when you’re upset and talks you through it. thanks you for speaking up and communicating abt anything that’s been bothering you. SPILLS THE TEA WITH YOUUU. you have a co worker you hate? she hates them too. listen to me when i say she is on ur side, she is shocked and they’ll even remember stuff you’ve previously told them to add to the fire. best bf frr “thank you for telling me babe, i’ll really keep it in mind next time, i’m so sorry for hurting your feelings like that” “it sounds like it’s been difficult for you to complete (insert task) you’ve been working through it so well :)” “he said what??? yeah like he’s one to talk, go go! continue tell me more i’m invested” “babe you’re honestly so right, this is why i always listen to u”
definitely acknowledges you so so much when you accomplish something. will go on about how proud they are of you, how well you’ve done and how wonderful it is. big or small, bellas on her way to pour her heart out to you. would be unbelievably encouraging throughout the process too, telling you to keep going and trust the progress. “you’ve got this babe, go on :))” “that drawing is absolutely amazing, you’re so talented omg look at the details” “you submitted your assignment?? ahead of time?? that’s my girl frr” “these cookies are amazing, thank u sm for baking them ughh give me a hug you’re the best baker ever, they’re so soft!!”
you guys will be facetiming one night when shes away in a different country for filming. she’s been gone two months and you really miss them. you get a bit emotional talking abt it and they really listen, telling you to let it out. just before you guys hang up they tell you to look at the last drawer of your jewellery box. turns out she wrote you a letter before she left, many letters in fact, for when you really miss them. you can’t help but sob reading it. she attached a polaroid photo of you guys kissing at bottom of the page. she’s so incredibly kind in the letter, telling you how wonderful its been getting to know you these past few months. "hehe youre probably crying from how nice im being" istg this mf even teases you in writing. when you're finished you call her back, they immediately burst out laughing at your blood shot eyes, “hahahhs i knew you’d cry”. sneaks in a ‘you look so pretty even when you cry’. tells you they have more hidden around your room and that when you need it she’ll tell you where you can find more ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ
goodnight!! if i made any mistakes, no i didn’t. byebye!!
#bella ramsey x reader#bella ramsey#bella ramsey fluff#ellie the last of us#wlw#lgbtq#bella ramsey gf#bella ramsey head cannon#lesbian#nonbinary#genderfluid
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Hiiii! :D <3 I owe you another event request that I announced.. sitting at work, yet another late evening, and dreaming of some Ace goodness. So may I ask for an ice cream sundae, donut hole, oatmeal raisin cookie, affogato and toffee? With female reader? :D If possible with the one serving the ice cream sundae being the reader? I need lotssss of caramel and whipped cream to get me through the week! Thank you so much!!!! <3
i can’t believe it took me so long, i’m so so sorry, but!!! it’s finally here *sobs continuously* so sorry bb that i took forever, but i only like to give you guys quality writing (esp with ace, i love him) so forgive me pls thank u & ily 😭💛🥺️
3.3k words, fem reader, nsfw, 18+ mdni; only a tiny bit of angst (yay), fluff!!!! and smut!!! ace needs to do better, and reader isn't as slick as she thinks she is (but lbr, when is reader ever slick). friends 2 lovers (surprise, surprise i know who am i), feat. v cute things like oral (m receiving), oral (f receiving), a lil roughplay but nothing crazy, a lil dry humping, idk other stuff probably idr anymore ૮₍˶ •. • ⑅₎ა but i had fun writing even tho the fluff almost killed me but for u i persevered!
(if u see spelling/grammar errors no u didn’t <;3)
“look how we bleed from all this wanting” — ama asantewa diaka
unease is something you’re well-acquainted with — a painful, yet comforting, reminder of things that may or may not come. its slender vines wrap meticulously around each bone in your rib cage, lying in wait as your heart beats faster. it’s a pathetic, melancholic melody; a lullaby you can never escape. anxiety pours into you slowly — poisonous and haunting, tainting the lush, untamed garden that’s grown deep inside of you; one you’ve painstakingly tended to for most of your life, where your childhood dreams remain dormant, where your fears slither around in the thick vegetation ready to strike when given the chance. everything becomes fuzzy and unbearable, but you somehow manage to inhale several large gulps of air before continuing.
it’s not easy keeping secrets, but you do it anyway. for him — only for him. today’s no different, as this is one secret you’re more than happy to keep to yourself.
contrary to popular belief, ace is much more particular about certain things than he lets on. for whatever reason, he’s adamant on keeping his birthday hidden from his crew mates — something you don’t quite understand, but respect, nonetheless. he says it’s because he doesn’t want the fuss and awkward fanfare of celebrating, but you know there’s another reason — one possibly drenched in tragedy and grief, so you refrain from asking again.
instead, you decide to celebrate with him in private; you’re best friends, after all. and after a few months of prodding, he finally concedes, giving you free reign to do as you please. a man like ace isn’t simple to shop for; you stress over his birthday gift for weeks, desperately wanting to find something unique — something that no one else would think to give him. it keeps you up for several nights in a row, where torn pieces of paper with scratched out ideas litter the floor in your room. at a certain point you scream into your pillow, desperate to get all your frustrations out before going back to sift through your failed gift ideas.
you pass out in the middle of ranting to yourself about your own incompetence, and the idea comes to you in a dream. when you wake up the next morning, you’re a little nervous but you’re sure this might be the one gift he wasn’t expecting — the one gift that he’ll appreciate and possibly cherish.
the thought of that only serves to rattle the tiny box of nerves that sits in the middle of your stomach — the lid barely attached; the contents ready to spill at the next inconvenience that comes your way.
ace intentionally kept vague about what he wanted as a gift; he hates the idea of people scrambling around trying to surprise him, and instead keeps his expectations low. life, it seems, has helped him learn that lesson time and time again; it’s better, in his opinion, to snuff out any residual hope — the one that lingers behind all the disappointment that tends to follow him around — before it’s too late.
still, he’s curious to see what you’ve been working so tirelessly on. you’ve kept quiet about everything, and no matter how many times he tries to pry the answers out of you, you remain steadfast and keep the secret to yourself.
he's impressed, to say the least, and a flicker of excitement courses through him as he spends the morning of his birthday obnoxiously guessing what your surprise gift is. you wave him off, tell him to stop pestering you, but he doesn’t let up. there were times when you almost told him, but he has to hand it to you — you’re incredibly determined and stubborn.
you convince him to come off of the ship with you and explore the main town of the island your crew is visiting. he knows you’re not that interested in exploring, that you’re doing all of this to distract him; he smiles to himself in secret, away from your curious and trusting eyes, unable to come to terms with the warmth that’s taken hold of his chest, pitifully churning his insides around. if he had more sense, he’d realize it’s his nerves that have gotten the best of him; but that’s ridiculous, what would he have to be nervous about?
especially on his birthday?
while he thinks he’s being stealthy by trying to hide his emotions, you catch him several times; you don’t say much about it, instead wanting ace to fully enjoy himself unrestricted. you admire the shape of his jaw when he excitedly looks around, nearly trip when you notice how sunlight drapes itself along his freckled, light brown skin, and choke on your drink when he glances over at you. the corners of his lips quirk upward, and a small, devastating, dimpled smile crawls onto his face.
you’re rarely rendered speechless, but your inability to function properly causes you to let go of the cup in your hand — not that it matters, really. you don’t even care that the drink splashes near your sandaled feet, nor do you notice the way ace’s brows furrow together at your sudden clumsiness. a frown works its way onto his lips while you stand there stupidly, trying to remember what it is you’re supposed to be doing.
he tilts his head and briefly wonders if maybe the heat has gotten to you — you’re usually much more with it, but today you’re quieter and spaced out. when he opens his mouth to ask if you’re okay, you simply step over the fallen drink and keep walking down the street. something about your insistence on ignoring your recent faux pas makes him laugh out loud; he doesn’t mean to, but it’s just so damn funny to him.
and while you could be mad at him for the way he can’t seem to stop laughing at you, you know that the small bout of annoyance will fizzle out shortly. you can never actually stay mad at him, even if you tried — and yes, you have tried and failed several times over.
ace eventually catches up to you and that familiar teasing grin stretches lazily along his lips as he playfully grabs your arm and pulls you towards him. you steel your features as best as you can and narrow your eyes at him; the residual embarrassment from earlier lingers obnoxiously, making you stumble over your words.
or, that’s what you tell yourself, anyway.
because if he knew that it was because it’s become increasingly difficult to be around him for extended periods of time, then you’d never hear the end of it.
the problem is: ace already knows, and has known for quite some time. he never brought it up, because then you’d find a reason to keep yourself busy and stay away from him intentionally. he’s selfish and will continue to monopolize your time however way he can, especially today. you’ve never had an issue with ace touching you before, but for some reason his skin is warmer than normal — or maybe it’s because you’re still too nervous about the gift. you know that he’ll like and appreciate anything you give him, which is why you let out a soft sigh and rummage through your purse to shove a small piece of paper into his hand.
“i wanted to wait until we got back to the ship,” you say quietly, tongue suddenly much too big for your mouth; you try pulling away from him, but ace’s grip is firm, and you’re not trying that hard anyway. “but, um… happy birthday!”
he watches you curiously before glancing down at the paper in his hand; in a cute, neat script, you’ve written: birthday coupon (1 use only). and before he can ask anything unnecessary, you explain quickly, words tumbling out of your mouth in a rush.
“basically, you have my services for exactly twenty-four hours only.”
and, as ace is constantly in a state of perpetual confusion, he glances back at you to see if this is a joke or not.
“really?”
he wants to believe you, but he also knows that you’d never actually let him have his way for a day — or, would you? now he isn’t so sure.
your usual bravado leaves you faster than you can handle, so you nod a few times and finally manage to free yourself from his hold. after giving yourself a bit of space, you realize that you can think clearly now that he isn’t so close to you.
“yes,” you say lightly, hoping that he’ll buy your false confidence as legitimate. “whatever you want me to do, i’ll do. no questions asked.” you know you’re treading dangerously, but this was the best idea you could come up with. unease finds you again when ace remains quiet — a feat for him, as he’s usually boisterous and vocal about everything — but all of that doubt dissipates when a small, sly smile appears on his face as he pockets the coupon and beckons you closer.
“thanks, let’s go.”
you don’t bother asking where, because ace has already grabbed your hand and tugs you along with him. you want to tell him that he doesn’t have to hold onto your hand like that, but you decide that you deserve a bit of selfishness too. the day passes fairly quickly — you end up eating at several places with him, purchase enough sweets to put you into a sugar-induced coma, and laugh so hard you end up in tears.
he likes seeing this side of you, the part that’s carefree and full of energy; he admires how smooth and soft your skin is and thinks it’s impossibly cute that you can’t stop sneaking glances at him. you’re not as inconspicuous as you think you are, but ace doesn’t tease you about it. already he’s had you do silly things like balance on one leg like a flamingo in the middle of the shopping plaza and cartwheel as long as you can down to the pier — the latter was him testing the waters to see if you’d really do it, but you rise to the challenge and only fall over twice.
embarrassment be damned, as long as ace is happy today that’s all that matters.
when you make it back to the ship, the sun has set, bathing the ocean and sky with a pretty mixture of bright colors. you take a moment to lean against the railing to watch the sky, mesmerized by the artistry, while ace watches you and contemplates how best to proceed with you. he’s normally much better at hiding his desire and attraction, but today he’s at his limit. he doesn’t bother looking away when you feel his gaze on you; it’s always intense, having ace’s undivided attention — and while a small voice tells you that it’s dangerous to let this tension build to a frenzied state, a much bigger voice tells you to just let go and embrace whatever happens.
it's ace who grabs your arm and tugs you with him to his cabin, locking the door behind so that no one would interrupt; and it’s ace who plucks the coupon out of his pocket again, playfully waving it around as your brain scrambles as you try to guess what he’ll request next. it should alarm you that your excitement starts to build all over again when ace plops down lazily in a nearby chair, legs spread; something compels you to move closer and before you can say anything remotely foolish, ace pulls you onto his lap.
you tell yourself that it’s purely for the sake of ensuring he has a memorable birthday, but the truth won’t let you off that easily — not when you shamelessly straddle him as your skirt rides up your thighs; not when you thread your fingers through his hair and tugging on it impatiently; and not when you softly press your lips against his and mumble something along the lines of, “hurry up and ask.”
it’s refreshing seeing you take initiative like that, so ace tosses the coupon onto the floor unceremoniously before gripping your hips firmly. that warmth from earlier comes back in full force, and suddenly you’re wondering why the both of you are still dressed. he doesn’t hesitate when he runs his tongue along your lips, and you, in response, roll your hips forward and grind down hard against his stiff cock. a dangerous game, you know — you know — but you can’t help yourself; not today, anyway.
it's you who kisses him first — clumsy and rash, but after a moment, your lips move against his with more certainty; he guides you with his tongue, heat shooting up your spine, making you pliant and eager. each time he kisses you, you have to remind yourself that it’s not another dream, that it’s actually happening. and even if, after all of this, you both go back to pretending you’re just friends, you’re sure you’ll be fine.
maybe.
you don’t dwell on that thought though, and focus on the way ace keeps rubbing his hands along your thighs — slow and tortuous, the callouses on his hands rough, but welcomed on your skin. you’re panting and whining softly, the heat radiating off his body stifling, but also addicting. he’s not sure how much longer he can hold back, and you somehow get the hint when he bucks his hips against yours, your panties already damp with arousal every time your pussy rubs against his cock.
there’s a slightly dazed look in his eyes when you managed to climb off of him without your legs giving out, and it’s his own selfishness that drives him to watch you as you take off your clothes without prompting. is it adrenaline, lust, or the intoxicating effects of ace’s presence that has you in between his legs and on your knees. when he realizes what you’re about to do, he opens his mouth to tell you that it’s not necessary, but his argument dies in his mouth and fizzles out completely when you unzip his shorts and pull out his cock.
ace inhales sharply as a warm breeze slips in from the open window and tangles itself around both of you; and, although the moon hides sleepily behind a few clouds, some of its light filters through, giving you an ethereal glow as you run your tongue along the length of his cock before wrapping your lips around the tip. it’s not often that ace finds himself powerless in front of someone, but you’ve rendered him weak beyond comprehension. you suck and swirl your tongue around, dragging it along his slit and licking off the precum that leaked out.
it invigorates you — watching him through your lashes as your hands wrap around the rest of his length, twisting and pumping mercilessly, every stifled moan giving you the encouragement to keep going. you inadvertently rub your thighs together, pussy slick with your wetness, but, surprisingly, you don’t feel ashamed about it — not when you take more of ace’s cock into your mouth, relaxing your jaw and letting him have free reign for a bit. ace juts his hips forward, feeling only a tiny bit remorseful when he sees you gag, but the determined look in your eyes tells him that you refuse to back down.
when you feel like you can’t breathe, you lick down his length and massage his balls, earning a string of unintended, slightly incoherent curse words from ace under his breath. it’s a sensitive area — and, try as he might, he can’t help but moan your name out loud, his breathing growing unsteady, making you all the more delirious and obsessed. your teeth accidentally grazes his skin and he tugs on your hair more forcefully than he means to, startling you but not for the reasons it should.
his voice is low and gruff when he speaks again. “y/n… behave.” which is all he really needs to say, because while it was an accident, something forbidden swirls around your lower abdomen, making you bold and somewhat reckless. before he can say anything else, you suck on his balls, melting his resolve and small bout of annoyance.
he wants to ask if you’re trying to kill him, but he partially knows the answer to that already. goosebumps prick his skin as you look at him equal parts mischievous and full of adoration. he’s not sure why, but he likes that he’s only ever seen you look at him like that.it makes all of this that much more intense, and he knows that after tonight he can’t go back to being just friends with you.
it’d be impossible.
you take his cock back into your mouth again, bobbing up and down, his girth still a challenge, but you take it in stride anyway. and its when you suck on his sensitive tip again that ace’s restraint finally gives out; you feel him jerk underneath you, and his cum is thick and hot as it spills into your mouth. he half expects you to spit it out, and even through that post-orgasm haze, he’s amazed when you swallow it all.
with his face flushed — from the force of the orgasm, from how he can’t seem to keep his eyes off of you, especially after you lick some of his cum off of your lips — ace runs a hand through his hair before standing up and pulling you to your feet. he kisses you again, sloppy, yet domineering; your hands work on tugging the rest of his clothes off quickly, and it doesn’t take long before he has you on your back thighs clamped around his head as he devours your pussy.
nothing can compare to the high you feel right now, hips rolling forward, shamelessly tugging on his hair roughly, moaning his name louder than you mean to. anyone passing by can hear you, the walls are thin enough, but you don’t care now. his tongue glides along your slit, your arousal spilling onto his tongue before he flicks it against your clit.
something about the way he’s handling you — as if you’re able to take whatever aggression he tosses your way, especially when he slides his fingers inside of your pussy, finger-fucking and enjoying how you’re falling apart underneath him — makes you that much more reactive to him. and when he sucks on your clit — merciless, just like you were being with him a short while ago — you don’t hold back.
your cries are music to his ears, and he knows he should tell you to keep it down, but he also likes how loud you’re being. almost as if he wants other people to hear that he’s the one making you writhe around on his bed like that. the orgasm is sudden, brutal, and life changing; a blinding light practically incapacitating you, momentarily robbing you of your vision. your chest heaves as you try to gather your thoughts; a lightheaded feeling takes over, making you shiver, your sweet whining only makes him want to keep torturing you with his tongue.
but he refrains, for now.
after pulling back, you both look at each other for a moment before you pull him down for another kiss — this one tender, sweet, and slow. ace lets himself fall further under your spell, not wanting to ask if you complied with his selfish whims because you wanted to or because of his birthday coupon. and if he did ask, you know, deep down, that you’d tell him it’s very obviously the former — that it wasn’t only his selfish whim, that you were equally to blame for letting things escalate like this. not that it matters much right now, since all you can think about, is how you don’t plan on leaving his bed for the rest of the night. and how you know you’ll be plenty sore once he’s done with you later on.
#*sobs into hands*#i have so many more to do but don't worry i'm working on them <3#fic request#500+ followers event#milestone event#🍭✨🍨sticky & sweet event🧁✨🍭#one piece fluff#one piece smut#one piece x reader#one piece x y/n#portgas d. ace#portgas d. ace x reader#portgas d. ace smut#ace x reader#ace x y/n#ace smut#ace fluff#one piece imagine#one down... 1493984 left
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Okok so like, request:
What if like the mc is already in the twst world, going to school, doing their classes with their card duo and so on. So how would like Azul and Malleus react to the mc getting hurt in school. Not like being bullied or such but like falling down the stairs, getting hurt at P.E or just a little papercut when reading.
Would they try to find a culprit or baby the player? Just wondering 👁👁
(It seemed like an interesting topic to me hdkwjher sorry if it doenst feel like that to u)
Self-aware au
I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsessive behavior, stalking, unhealthy relationship, injury, description of injury, violence
Azul Ashengrotto/Malleus Draconia-Seeing player getting hurt
Wait so... you have gotten hurt?
You would think that he is very overprotective of the people he adores
But even Azul knows that a small injury won't do much harm
A small papercut? He is blowing on it two times (that's what land dwellers do, right?) and then calls it a day
That small thing might burn but it won't kill you so he isn't worried
Even if the cut is accidentally done by another student, let's say bumping into you, he isn't going after them
Things happen, you know?
We are still talking about small injuries here
So let's say you were injured whilst running during P.E
And I'm not talking about a small scratch but bug cut up the entire leg, maybe even a dislocated bone and.... how about I stop here?
That's the second mother hen... no octopus mode is activated
That one healing potion with the super rare herbs in it? He just made you down that in one go
Fusses over you 24/7
You thought he was clingy before? Jokes on you because now those sweet (at most) two hours of privacy are reduced to zero
When he can't stalk look after you at least one of the tweels is with you
What if someone else was involved in this kind of accident?
He will not have a nice school life from now on
His grades? Lower than the cave of the sea witch... that place is under water... just saying
His social status? Obliterated
His overall success in life? Gound into dust
Azul does have some restraint though
Keyword: some
The mermen will not hurt them in any physical way
Why resort to such barbaric ways when there is the possibility of them slowly realizing that their life is running down the drain, never to turn a good direction again
Psychological torture is way more affective than violence after all
Swords are drawn, magic pens short before being completely filled with blot and a dragon fae close to turning into a dragon
So, you have a small papercut, being at fault completely alone?
Malleus is chanting some powerful healing spell and Lilia is feeding you cookies (which he did not make) to “help your mental trauma after all that violence”
Malleus is already bad enough if something like this happens
Even in his more humane... uh... fae like appearance he reminds you of a dragon
He is literally curling himself around you
Laying down to sleep? Oh, suddenly you are a very small and overheated spoon (you can't tell me your body temperature is normal when you have three blankets over and a person around you)
When you are standing? Suddenly the cups you were carrying are on the desk besides you and a certain someone is wrapping his arms around you
And, may I remind you, this is Malleus when you accidentally did a papercut to yourself
So, someone does a papercut accidentally to you?
Run you poor soul, run
Suddenly the space where they always sit in your shared history class is empty
And there was a messenger from the Valley of thorns who said that “the problem was taken care of” whilst looking with sad eyes at you
Now we talk about more serious injuries
Let's create a plot ok? You came back to the dorm of someone's granny and, look at that, your arm is in a cast!
This is the first time you saw Malleus nearly faint
Please tell him it was a accident or else NRC won't exist much longer
Suddenly he is grandma 2.0 not because he wanted to but because he lost control
I hope you like green fire because that is all there will be left of the school
So back to another poor soul (lets call them “poor soul 2.0”)
Poor soul 2.0 didn't mean to injure you!
Tell that the fuming general standing protectively in front of you and the raging monarch in the background
(Just saying for our all survival, belly rubs might soothe dragons)
Just don't leave your room in Diasmonia so if you get injured all he can do is wail and apologize for what feels the thousands tome
Sometimes it's a blessing to be a prisoner...
#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere twst#yandere twisted wonderland x reader#yandere twst x reader#self aware au#yandere malleus#yandere malleus x reader#yandere malleus draconia#yandere azul#yandere azul x reader#yandere azul ashengrotto#tw: yandere#tw: possessive behavior#tw: obsessive behavior#tw: stalking#tw: unhealthy relationship#tw: injury#tw: violence
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hiii! its my first time requesting, i was wondering if you could do the obey me brothers+side characters (not new) reaction/headcanons to teen!mc being russian and like born there and also knowing how to speak the language? and sometimes they just scream out different things (as you know russian is considered an aggressive language lol 😭)so the brothers just stand there:🧍
lil’ rambling..
i was born in russia and when i was 5 i travelled to france, i know how to speak 1.russian(first language) 2.french 3.english 4.italian and i am learning korean !
thank you in advance🫶
Bet sorry for the late answer been caught up with work.
I feel like russian could be aggressive but i personally find it very relaxing idk.
BUT anyway to the head canons!
Lucifer: he would be interested in the culture, 100% he would ask about ur experience and be impressed by u speaking more then one language (most likely even tell his brothers to learn from u), hell this mf would even show off that he will also show off (casually) how he speaks multiple languages to. After that it would be normal but would randomly suprise u with russian candy cause he SO HAPPENED to walk by a store that sold it *wink wink*
Mammon: ngl, he would be confused. He is a lil dumb ok but once he realizes its RUSSIAN he would think it was cool have u teach him some slang. But also think of a good way to make money inspired by this experience. Now he is scamming people with a language learning course☠️. Anyway i would also think he would learn to say i love u in russian to suprsie u but then text it to u, just to ask u to forget he ever did that lolol
Levi: sorry i feel like he would think it was cool but also be jealous about how cool u look by randomly saying stuff in russian. He would also try and learn russian in secret aswell lol. Hell, he would also watch shows from russia to better grasp the culture. He would play “tiny bunny” since its a popular game and be scared yet ask you to help understand references.
Asmo: he would be suprised when u cuss in russian, but then would think its cute. He would even as u to say certain words aswell. Since u know more then russian and english bro would ask u for other words to.
Satan: he would learn russian from u to solely cuss lucifer out in russian. He would also read books and suprise u with what he learned about its culture to swoon u with his knowledge.
Beel: i dont see him making much change however i feel like he would be interested in the food (ofc), mans would request u make him dishes and also when its his turn to make dinner its a russian dish cause he now wants to expand his food knowledge aswell as make u not so home sick
Belphie: would be impressed and honestly i feel like he would want to hear u say certain words in Russian out of curiosity.
Simeon: impressed and would honestly ask u to try and teach luke russian☠️ also he would probably try and learn new languages with u aswell.
Luke: he would ask u how to say stuff in russian, he and barbatos would even suprise u with russian baked goods, anything to give u nostalgia.
Diavolo: you know him, he would honestly hold a russian course and have people in devildom learn it but also hold a event to help u not be so home sick. Be warned though mans would probably gift u something expensive from Russian from out of no where😭
Solomon: he would honestly be flexing how his student knows multiple languages and also would try and suprise u with a russian toy that has a spell on it, little trickster
Barbatos: he would act indifferent but when u come to the castle for tea, cause whats waiting for u? Those delicious tea cakes, those delicious poweder cookies🤤Mans would bake like u sm treats
I hope u like it! Genuinely put alot of thought into this, and also
#obey me nightbringer#obey me headcanons#obey me brothers#lucifer obey me#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me belphie#obey me beelzebub
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Hello hello! U ´ᴥ` U
If i may request something! I would really appreciate some either romantic or platonic Alastor , Vox and anyone else from hazbin hotel that you feel would fit this prompt ૮ ・ﻌ・ა
Basically Reader is this cute puppy demon who looks, acts and sounds adorable and instantly confuses anyone for their reasoning as to why they are in hell…until ੯•໒꒱❤︎
They explain them their extremely tragic backstory(you don’t have to insinuate, go into depth for backstory; You may keep it as vague as possible in order to make your audience comfortable)
In short : Cute Reader with tragic backstory!
Ofc do no feel pressured to write this, please do whatever you want! ૮ ･ ﻌ･ა
🍰Cute reader with tragic back story 🍰
Summary: Reader is this cute puppy demon who looks,acts,and sounds adorable and instantly confuses anyone for their reasoning as to why they are in hell until They explain them their extremely tragic backstory
Small warning!: sorry for any spelling/ grammar mistakes and if their OOC!
Small note!: I absolutely love this idea thank you so much anon! <3 this is gonna be a HC and then kind of like a short story? I’m not sure how to explain it but you’ll see! I hope you still enjoy also these are romantic HC!
Fandom: Hazbin hotel!
Daily song suggestion!:
🦌Alastor📻
Your tail wagged softly behind you as you pulled the tray of cookies out of the oven, the sweet smell filled the room in a delightful way. Chattering could be heard in the main room as the hotel staff laughed and talked about all sorts of things. You smiled to yourself at this before yelling out “Cookies are done guys!” You yelled with a smile as you carefully scooped the cookies into a big container and carried them to the main room. You placed the cookies down on the small coffee table before slipping off you cooking mittens and putting them off to the side as you let your body relax on the couch. Everyone took a cookie happily and continued their discussion, they were talking about their life before death some were miserable and others bearable but then nifty looked over to you with a smile “Hey y/n how’d you get in hell? I mean you seem so nice!” Her high pitch voice asked questioningly. Everyone instantly turned their attention to you waiting for your answer, you hummed in acknowledgment as your eyes drifted to side a bit as if you were thinking. Finally you spoke up “ well it’s all kind of blurry now but if I can remember correctly it was because ( add your response here)” you said with a soft frown but you quickly made it a smile “but that’s all in the past now” you added saying it in a low but understandable wispier. Alastor was the first to react some how his un ending smile fell a bit before he quickly masked it “why didn’t you tell me dear?” His static voice asked. Your ears flattened as you frowned once again “I just..l didn’t want to burden you with it” you said rubbing the back of your neck, He quickly tilted his head to the side in confusion “why you would never!” He said all you could do was give a small smile as a blush spread across your face
HC:
He wouldn’t want to ask to much questions cause he himself had a bad passing but he is still curious
He won’t push your for more information but if you do go more in depth he would gladly listen! He’s a good talker and listener!
I you feel sad afterwards he’d excuse you and him out of the small party and go out wherever you want to cheer you up!
If anyone did anything (bad) to you in your back story he sends his shadow to search for that person and quietly discards Stops them from harming anyone else!
If you just want to stay in your room in silence and just stay with him he doesn’t mind that either! He can make you some tea if you want aswell!
Overall doesn’t over step your boundaries but he’s definitely interested if you have their name just for research purposes! He swears!
🖥Vox📱
Velvet,Valentino,Vox, and you were playing a question-answer game one where if you don’t answer you’d have to do a dare. It was velvets turn to ask a question and it was your turn to answer “Okay! So I’ve had this question for like a longgggg while! So uh howd you die/end up In hell? I mean look at you! Your like totally sweet!” She said in her quick voice as she looked at you. Vox gave her a glare before smacking her on the back of the head “Why would you ask that you idiot?” He huffed rubbing his forehead as she let out a small ‘owwwww’. You quickly calmed Vox down saying you don’t mind answering, you started a bit hesitant at first but you finally continued explaining how you ended up in hell. Once you finished the mood in the room had gloomed as everyone looked at you with wide eyes in surprise you quickly averted your eyes to not look at anyones. Vox cleared his throat before sliding his arm around your waist /arm and quickly getting both of you out of the awkward situation, he took you to his room and locking the door before pulling out a small snack stash and offering you your favorite snack before hiding the small box away again. You both sat in silence as he turned on something to watch to distract your mind from those awful memories. He doesn’t want you to share cause that’s not his spot to know but he’s here for you.
HC:
He doesn’t really want you to go into more detail unlike alastor he doesn’t wanna re open old wounds especially ones you have recovered from yet
He doesn’t ask or speak much during that time it’s just silence but strangely enough comforting silence
You don’t need him to to tell you everything’s gonna be okay because just with him next to you, you know it’ll be okay
But if you do vent or explain more he won’t stop you but wouldn’t exactly know how to comfort you with words I feel his more physical then anything sometimes
He makes sure no one EVER Asks again he doesn’t want you to remember history, he doesn’t want to see that look in your eyes as you explain what happened
Overall doesn’t push the subject just lets you do your own thing really but he’s here for you even if he can’t say it sometimes
#thanks anon!#x reader#hazbin hotel#request#headcanon#anon <3#hazbin headcanons#hazbin alastor x reader#hazbin vox x reader#hazbin hotel velvet#hazbin hotel valentino#hazbin hotel vox#hazbin hotel vox x reader#hazbin alastor#joe mama#*dies cutely*#sorry this took forever#i hope you like it#lemme just#goofy ahh#dies#this is so cool#hazbin x reader
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SOMEONE LIKE ME (CHAP. 14) - A STARGLASS ZODIAC X ZODIAC EXPERIMENT CROSSOVER
i have a chem test in two days wish me luck—
previous chapter is here
next chapter is here
masterpost is here
tagging @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @hyperfixation-tangentopia @maiawhimsicalt and @sweet-star-cookie
content warning: drinking and a bar fight
Cassie wasn't sure how she got in this situation.
The day had started simply enough: Gemini had told her that she was going to her brother's—Scorpio's—kingdom for a day's excursion, and asked if she would like to tag along. Cassie said, yes, of course.
What neither one of them had accounted for was the fact that Scorpio's kingdom was way more densely packed than Gemini's own kingdom.
"The kingdom consists mainly of islands," Pegasus had said earlier that morning. "There are hundreds of canals and bridges built to connect the many pieces of land—rather like Venice."
Scorpio's kingdom had a definite pirate-esque vibe, as there were huge ships everywhere, and the air smelled distinctly of saltwater.
Gemini and Cassie, despite their best efforts, had gotten separated. Cassie had gotten lost. In a huge kingdom. All by herself.
So that's how she found herself awkwardly standing outside a building (it looked like a restaurant; there was a big sign with the words 'The Baratie'), trying to ask passersby for help.
She thought of potential ideas on how to find her way back to safety. She and Gemini hadn't come to the kingdom through the portal in Scorpio's castle; they had entered Scorpio's kingdom through a different portal on the mainland. Cassie doubted she could find the area where they entered at this point; she was well and truly lost.
Gemini and Scorpio were very close, so maybe if she could get to the palace, Scorpio could contact Gemini and she could wait there for her. It was a better idea than standing in the middle of nowhere and hoping Gemini would find her again.
"U—um, excuse me!" She shouted as people walked by. "Could you—oh, that's fine—I'm looking for directions to the palace!"
A couple people threw her dirty looks, and on more than one occasion, someone yelled at her to get out of the way. The sun was beginning to go down, and Cassie was getting increasingly more and more desperate. It wasn't until thirty minutes later that someone took pity on her and helped her.
"Directions to the palace?" A young woman that was exiting the restaurant asked. She had dark brown skin and curly gray hair tied in a ponytail. "Sorry, I just overheard you. You're that new human girl everyone's been talking about. Um, I could...I might be able to get you directly to the palace, if you wanted?"
"You'd do that for me?" Cassie asked cautiously. After all, this was a random woman in the streets—she couldn't be trusted so easily.
The woman seemed to pick up on this, rummaging through her satchel and pulling out a small plastic card.
"My name's Vela," She said, holding out the card to Cassie. It looked like a driver's license, or some other kind of ID. Big gold font spelled out the words: 'Constellation of the Sails' underneath her picture. "One of the constellations residing in the court of Scorpio. Don't worry, I'm not gonna kidnap you or anything."
"Okay, then." Cassie said, nodding. She wasn't going to let her guard down, though—not even for a second.
Vela stuffed the ID back into her bag and waved Cassie back into the restaurant. "C'mon. I'll introduce you to my crew. I'll see if they can get you to the palace."
"Crew?" Cassie asked as the two of them navigated the restaurant. People were drinking shot glasses filled with vodka, glasses of rum, and tankards full of beer. There were old fashioned cannons and shark skeletons mounted on the walls. Smoke wafted through the air, as some patrons were taking drags on cigarettes or cigars. "Vela, are you a pirate captain?"
The woman scoffed, ducking under a flying wayward glass cup. "Me? No. I'm the cartographer. The captain is that guy over there."
She pointed over all the heads of the restaurant patrons, to a man with a bushy afro, an eyepatch, and a captain's hat. The one eye that was visible was a bright, vivid green. He was downing a foaming cup of beer, slamming the empty glass onto the table when he was done.
"That's Lacerta. My captain." Fondness colored Vela's words. "He seems kinda like an idiot, but he has a heart of gold. I trust him with my life."
Cassie nodded reluctantly. This was the guy responsible for getting her to the palace?
"Eyyy! Vela!" Lacerta shouted, noticing the two of them. "Sit down, sit down! Have a pint or two, we all know you can drink more than us!"
At his words, the rest of the crew let out raucous cheers, shoving at each other good-naturedly.
"Maybe later," Vela said. "We got someone looking for passage to the palace."
"Sure thing," One of the crew members, a man with dreadlocks and what looked like a peg leg, laughed. "Let's just hope they got enough money to cover this here tab!"
Lacerta laughed, slapping the man on the back. "Good one, Puppis! Busboy! Another round!"
Vela shot all of them dirty looks, and they quieted down somewhat. "Focus, drunkards. This is the girl that's staying with Gemini. The human one."
"Oh, shit!" A third man, with dreadlocks piled on top of his head and an eyepatch, gasped. "This is the girl? Casper? Casey? Or something like that?"
"Cassie," Cassie corrected him. "My name is Cassie."
"She's smaller than I imagined..." A woman with dark brown cornrows tilted her head, taking swigs from her flask. "Bit scrawny. Strange eye."
"Now, now, Pyxis, Carina, be nice." Lacerta pushed his beer glass away. "And Vela, dearest, why should we help this poor child make her way back to the palace?"
"Because she's a child?" Vela asked incredulously. "A child who so happens to be under the protection of Gemini herself?"
Carina, the other woman, lifted her head off of her arms. "If she's under the personal protection of the great Gemini, then where is Gemini?"
"We...got separated," Cassie said sheepishly. "I got lost."
Pyxis snorted. "Get a load of this bull—you got lost? Aw, too bad. If you're so important, find your own way back home, don't get the help of a couple miscreants."
"But aren't you part of Scorpio's court?" Cassie asked. "Isn't it your duty to help people associated with the Zodiacs?"
"Hah! No." Puppis rolled his eyes. "Despite what Vela here has told you, we're the exception to that rule. We're loose cannons. Scorpio doesn't call for us unless he really needs us."
"We'll take you to the palace," Lacerta said, shrugging. The rest of his crew stopped mocking Cassie for a second and stared at him. "For the right price, of course."
"...and what exactly is that price?" Cassie raised an eyebrow.
"She's a child," Vela began saying, wringing her hands in frustration. "She doesn't have any form of payment."
"Your eye," Pyxis said.
"Excuse me?!" Cassie shouted, now angry.
Pyxis tsked. "The eye with the blue star in it. It'll fetch a pretty price. And I don't believe you need both your eyes to see." He chuckled, tapping his eyepatch. "I should know."
"I believe that's a bit too far," Lacerta said, now starting to show concern. "The girl doesn't need to gouge out her eye to hitch a ride—"
Pyxis pointed at Cassie. "Look at that, captain. A thing of beauty. Never seen anything like it before." He spread his arms wide, as if delivering an offer. His one eye, dark and cold, leered at Cassie. "Well? Deal or nothing."
Cassie touched the eye containing the Starglass. Pyxis smirked, looking smug. Then Cassie yanked out her sword, the blade glowing with ethereal blue light. She pointed it at Lacerta's face, all of the crew gasping.
"You will take me to the palace," She said, her heart rate starting to speed up. "You will take me aboard your ship, and you will deliver me to your king."
Carina and Pyxis jumped to their feet, both of them reaching for the knives sheathed at their belts. Puppis staggered up, trying to help, before crashing back down to the table and falling asleep. Vela shouted, drawing her own knife from the depths of her bag. Lacerta did nothing, merely squinting at Cassie, mildly impressed.
"This ain't your fight, V," Carina said, her words slurring together. "You're with us, remember?"
"You pledged your allegiance to us," Pyxis snarled. "You know what happens if you turn against us."
Vela's eyes widened, and she shook her head, slowly backing away. "I—I'm sorry, but I can't help you, human. I am honor-bound to my crew. I can't hurt them—I literally can't. If I hurt them, the pain I cause them rebounds onto me."
Cassie nodded with determination. Two on one wasn't such a bad fight—both her opponents were slow and their senses were dulled from the alcohol.
"Let's go," She said, through gritted teeth.
check out @sweet-star-cookie's starglass zodiac lore if you liked this!! questions about my lore are greatly appreciated!!
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Cookies of Darkness Incorrect Quotes Because No One Can Stop Me
Licorice: Though I admit I don’t know much about you, I am feeling pretty confident in my assessment that you are probably some sort of sick deadly fuck.
Red Velvet: Who told you my secret?
Dark Choco: What happened to Licorice?
Red Velvet: She died.
Dark Choco: They what?
Red Velvet: They died, but she's okay.
Dark Choco: …Can you please clarify?
Licorice: Clarification is for the weak.
Dark Choco, texting group chat: What flavour of ice cream do you guys want? I’m at the store so be quick!
Licorice: Moose Tracks is good!
Strawberry Crepe: What the fuck is that!?
Licorice: *Gasp* How dare you insult moo-
Strawberry Crepe: No. No no not that. What the hell. Why do you spell flavor like flavour. It’s like you have flavor but then this guy shows up and is like “Oui Oui Would you like chocolate flaVOUR or vanilla flaVOUR.
Dark Choco and Licorice: what?
Strawberry Crepe: I don’t get it why add the EXTRA u when it’s PERFECTLY FINE AS IT IS!?
Dark Choco: You done now?
Strawberry Crepe: Yeah ok.
Dark Choco and Licorice: ...
Strawberry Crepe: ...Can I have the Mint Chocolate chip flavour?
Pomegranate, talking to Dark Choco: If looking good was a crime, you’d be a law abiding citizen.
Licorice, washing the dishes: Who the fuck used this pan??
Licorice: Wait. I the fuck used this pan…
Red Velvet: It was you the fuck.
Licorice: It was I the fuck…
Strawberry Crepe: Who cooks rice in a pan?
Red Velvet: They the fuck.
Poison Mushroom: Do dragons fart fire?
Licorice: I don't know.
Poison Mushroom: I thought you went to college.
Licorice: The risk I took was calculated but, man, am I bad at math.
#cookies of darkness#licorice cookie#dark choco cookie#pomegrante cookie#poison mushroom cookie#red velvet cookie#strawberry crepe cookie#cookie run#cookie run incorrect quotes#cookie run kingdom memes#cookie run memes#I love gay people
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『 ✿ ◦• ♡ ◦• 𓆩❀𓆪 ◦• ♡ ◦• ✿ 』
order: “Hi! could i request switch w/ baker s/o? If ur only doing one character maybe sora? Thank u ^0^”
order desc: switch with their baker s/o
warning: none
server’s notes: first post on the collab lessgoo. i also apologize if switch seems ooc
shuffle x scribble writing event post
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- baking with natsume can be either chaotic or sweet. one moment he can be teasing you, the next you and him are helping each other out with mixing the batter or measuring the ingredients
- though with natsume, he might put in some “spell” in the batter to make you fall in love with him more.
- he acts so professional so you would be impressed with him.
- even if he acts to get your attention, he truly loves baking with you. he does need the break from all his idol duties after all.
- you two would talk amongst yourselves while the baked goods are in the oven. if you were making cupcakes, you two would have a blast making the frosting
- he would tease you by wiping the cream off your lips with his finger. such a teaser natsume~
- once the baked goods are done, have fun decorating them! maybe have natsume sprinkle on his magic to make taste even better~
- i would imagine that natsume would feed you as soon as you’re done decorating.
- “do You want me to feed you my dear koneko-chAN~? Come on Now, say ahh~”
- tsumugi is delighted to bake with you! he might learn a thing from you since you’re an expert at baking!
- he will try to help you despite your tiny protest. he’s just trying to be a good boyfriend! tsumugi would hate to see his darling get hurt!
- he would shyly ask you for help if he doesn’t know what to do. you’d find it cute and happily help him out.
- i would like to imagine you making some macaroons!
- i can imagine you asking tsumugi to taste the batter for you. it’s always good to have a second opinion on things hm?
- while the cookies are baking, you and tsumugi would make the cream filling for the macaroons ! any flavor you two want them to be!
- i can imagine you happily teaching tsumugi how to make the filling while praising him on something he did good!
- in turn he would like to help you out as well! baking together is better than baking alone!
- after putting everything together, you two have your finished products with beverages of your choosing!
-”i had so much fun baking with you my dear! we should do this again if you’re feeling up to it!”
- this boy is ecstatic to bake with you! in fact, i think he would love to do anything with you!
- sora wants to help out in anyway he can! want him to stir the batter? want him to crack the eggs and whisk them? he would absolutely do it!
- sora might be tempted to eat the batter raw, you might want to stop him before he does
- sora can’t help but feel giddy whenever you praise him for whatever he did to help you bake. it makes him feel good and you feel good too so it’s a win win!
- i would imagine sora waiting by the oven while the baked goods are in the oven.
- you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of your boyfriend being an adorable child right in front of you.
- once the goods are done and cooled, you two enjoy a nice snack session and giggling and having fun!
- “sora enjoys baking with you s/o! sora hopes to do this again with you soon!”
『 ✿ ◦• ♡ ◦• 𓆩❀𓆪 ◦• ♡ ◦• ✿ 』
#ensemble stars x reader#enstars x reader#natsume sakasaki x reader#tsumugi aoba x reader#sora harukawa x reader#man writing for switch is hard#mari's tunes
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candy and movies
reader x daughter x mikealsons
summary - tonight its halloween night. You and your 4 year old daughter are decorating your house and you watch the movie hocus pocus with her.
warnings- none, just fluff.
ps- English is not my first language and i forgot to post this at halloween, so i post it now in november :)
It was halloween night. As every year you decorate your house for the children who come by every year asking for candy. '' Stormi go inside and get mommy the cobwebs.'' I told my 4 year old daughter. Normally we go trick or treating by ourselves, but she has a little headache already a couple days. So were staying home this year.
when im in my kitchen getting the halloween cookies we made out of the oven, the bell rings. I took the bowl full of candy from the kitchen island and went to the door. ''Trick or treat.'' screamed a group of children around 7/8 years old. ''Here take all 2 sweets.'' I smiled happily to them when they walked away to the next house.
I was getting hungry. But it was already late. I promised to watch a halloween movie and bake cookies with Stormi but she got distracted playing in the corner of my living room with her dolls.
scrolling on my insta blog i was getting hungrier with the minute. This year there are a lot of children trick or treating. Some dressed up as witches or dracula, i also saw a few as wanda. Last year i was Harley Quinn matching with Stormi.
''Stormi im ordering food you want some for by the movie?'' By the word food i got her attention, since she loves it as much as me. '' Yes mommy what are you ordering?'' I've been craving on sushi for days by now. ''Sushi.''
a hour later:
''I know a very nice movie. its a halloween one. 3 witches who rise from the dead after 300 years and are looking for their spell book. But if the sunrises, they will burn by the sunlight.'' I said while laying in my pumkin onesie under the blankets on my couch. '' I want to watch it.'' She answered crawling next to me. ''alright let me go to disney plus.''
while the movie was playing for around ten minutes, the bell rang. '' food is here baby.'' i stood up and walked to the door. ''hi, 25 dollars please.'' I handed him the money and took the food inside. '' Food is here stormi.''
''This is really good.'' she said while taking a sip from her drink. ''highly agreed.''
While she was watching the movie further i did the dishes. My phone ring, that was weird. it never rings after 9 unless its an emergency.
'video call rebekah mikealson' popped up at my phone screen. ''Hi rebekah, why do u call so late is there something wrong?'' I asked her with worry. The last time she called me after 9, Klaus daggered Elijah. ''nothing, i just wanted to talk to you. How is Stormi?'' ''Good, we are watching a movie called hocus pocus. Its a really nice one.''
''Wait is that Elijah and klaus behind u?'' I asked her curiously seeing two men covered i blood sitting with a glass of bourbon. ''Yes, they also went trick or treating but they wanted the humans themselve not the candy.'' I had to laugh at that. ''Hey boys, want to have breakfast at mine tommorow at 11?'' Klaus smiled seeing me on the little phone screen. ''Yes love, that would be lovely.'' Elijah also nodding his head in a way of saying 'hello, yes nice i'll be there.' ''Hey am i not invited?'' i hear rebekah saying looking confused at me trough the phone. She was my bestfriend, we are most of the time together. Little did she knew she was invited because she basically lives here and owns one of the guest rooms + she made Stormi saying aunty bekah since she is can basically talk.
''You know you are.'' i said back with a warm smile. ''Mommy, i want a candy can i have one?'' Stormi walked up to me from behind. ''Sure, but say hello to aunty bekah first sweety.'' ''Hi aunty bekah.'' As both Rebekahs and mine smile grew of the cuteness. '''Hi sweetheart, aunty bekah is coming tommorow for breakfast with niki and Elio.'' She calls Elijah already Elio since she could basically talk. Elijah was sort of the father figure she never had. And i am really thankful for that.
''Yayy, then you can taste our baked cookies!'' her smile grew with the second. ''Here your candy sweetheart. Go watch the movie mommy will be there in a few.''
''Mommy can i sleep in your bed tonight?'' ''Ofcourse you can baby.'' She walked back to the Couch and crawled under the blankets. ''Bekah, Nik and Eli, see you tommorow im going to watch the movie further with her. Sweet dreams.''
Sweet dreams, y/n.'' as she hang up.
part 2? let me know!
#elijah mikaelson#mother#rebekah mikaelson#stormi webster#klaus mikaelson#the orginals#hocus pocus#halloween#cookies#tvdu
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songs 2 listen 2 at full volume/my fav songs
dream of you
zoom
fantastic baby
fire saturday
fine
girls like us
girls talk
stripper
$$$
step back
DUMB DUMB - somi
run away - txt
abracadabra
adios
snapping
ALL IN
ancient dreams in a modern land
apple
back door
the baddest
the baddest female
bazooka!
beam beam
beauty full
bicycle
black mamba
black or white
blink
blow your mind
bon bon chocolat
boombayah
boyfriend
the boys
breaking out
bring the noize
burn - sunmi
butterfly - wjsn
can’t get you out of my mind
carpool
cast pearls before swine
cause i’m god girl
changing!
cheese
cherry - itzy
chica
chiquita
cheese in the trap
close to me
c’mon
coin
crazy kids
comme does garçons
#cookie jar
cool
cooler than me
cool for the summer
dangerous in love
ddd
kill this love
ddu du ddu du
dmt
do it again
domino
don’t give a what
i’m the trend
dumdi dumdi
don’t know what to do
donttrustme
do what we like
dun dun
egoist
eight
electra heart
empire - gidle
everybody’s got a $ecret
everyday
e.v.o.l
fake & true
fancy
first
flipp!ng a coin
forever young
funky boy
gee
get it
get loud
get up
gingamingayo
girls are back
given-taken
good girl
gotta go - sunmi
got that boom
the great mermaid
gunshot
g.u.y.
happily ever after
hate me, hurt me, love me
helicopter
hide & seek
hit
holiday
hobgoblin
hollywood
honey
hot - twice
hot summer
i am the best
iD
i don’t miss u
i’m not cool
in my dreams
in & out
umpah umpah
sunny side up!
tiki-taka (99%)
in the summer
is this bad bitch number?
jigsaw
joker
july 7th
jumpin’
killing me
la di da
boca
lalalay
uh-oh
latata
liar
louder
love4eva
hi high
love dive
love fool
love foolish
love line
love spell
love to hate me
lucid dream
luckitty-cat
lunatic
luv me
mago
maison
make me go
maria
how you like that
pretty savage
marionette
mary jane holland
me
memeM
memories
mercy
milkshake
miniskirt
mirror mirror
monster
mr.mr.
mr. taxi
mumumumuch
highway to heaven
my bag
my heart skip a beat
naughty
neon
never stop me
nobody like you
noir
player
not friends
oh!
oh sorry ya
oops!
oopsy
oscar
pantomime
parade
anymore
love it if we made it
bees & honey
paradisin’
party
pieces of love
ping pong - hyuna&dawn
ping pong - cherry bullet
pirate
piri
pitapat
play
pop/stars
pretty psycho
paint the town
queen - 3ye
queen - twice
rainbow
really bad boy
rollin’ - brave girls
rookie
royal
eleven
savage
run2u
bamboleo
run the world (girls)
sahara
salute
say my name
see u later
senorita
sexxx dreams
shake it
shot clock
show
shut down
siesta
siren
smiley
solar
sorry not sorry - itzy
spark
stay tonight
dumhdurum
stuck in my head
sunset
unnatural
super moon
sweet & easy
swine
thank you
thunderous
ting ting ting
tomboy
touchdown
trap
trick it
turn it up
turn me on
uni
untouchable
va va voom
pound the alarm
ven para
vivid
voltage
wa da da
want it?
wave
we go
what’s your name
whatta man
what the flower
who dis?
wildside
wild wild west
wish you were sober
woo!ah!
wow thing
yeppi yeppi
yessir
you and me together
you better not
yummy yummy love
zoo - red velvet
zombie
expectations - girls day
the long night
rum pum pum pum
happiness
that kavka shishido song that’s like dadida idk the translation💀
holler - girls generation
home - yezi
like a cat
locked inside a door
perfect world
baby blue love
fuK u lol
no love again
zimzalabim
oh my summer
pretty boys
psycho - soyeon
follow the white rabbit
people watching
breakfast at a funeral
fire - taeyeon
fire - 2ne1
i`m a B
red lights
selfish - moonbyul
lovers in the night
popsicle
bother me
something
show! show! show!
lxxk 2 u
your teeth in my neck
flowerld
heat - loona
0x1=lovesong
door
fairy of shampoo
lion
fearless
good boy gone bad
wannabe
ffw
running up that hill
rock with you
what you waiting for? - gwen stafani
chi mat ba ram
grwm
hula hoop
wow
stereotype
so bad
butterfly - loona
cherry (real miracle)
love cherry motion
what you waiting for - somi
dumb dumb - red velvet
good day
i’m so sick
1-4-3
like this summer
love shhh!
mayday - sohodolls
heart attack - loona
tank
o.o
blue flame
circus
ready or not
drive
purr
dancing queen - girls generation
bungee
deep
privacy
telepath
overdrive
pose - loona
maniac
sassy me
doomchita
classy
don’t call me again
sweet summer day
xoxo
slow down - stayc
jackpot - red velvet
stylish
sweet talk
tamed-dashed
top girl
lalisa
that that
sappy
falling in love
after school
hello - joy
feel my rhythm
miroh
taste
buenos aires
good luck
b.b.b big baby baby
catch the stars
ring my bell
that’s a no no
the night is still young
short hair
pop
villain
up!
x
devil
xs
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UNDER A SPELL
Requested by: @fullsunnyhae , thank you for requesting a Haechan imagine hope you enjoy love! :) Also sorry for the LONG wait really tried to make it good!
Synopsis: When the infamous Lee Donghyuck can’t seem to lower his ego he’s punished until his lesson is learned, he really thinks life can’t get any worse especially when he becomes someone’s pet. More specifically, your pet. Bold: Speaking in dog. Bold Italics: Flashback. Italics: emphasis
Warning: mostly Fluff & Humor. Gets a bit angsty! Mention of blood, death, violence and more but not lots of it. TW! Swear word usage, casted of a spell and more. AU imagine! Enemies to lovers. ( A/N: Thank u for 400 followers! <3)
Pairing: Haechan x reader
“Hello ladies”
the infamous smirk was flashed to a group of ladies by the counter in which they sat sipping their coffee. As a barista you’ve learned a thing or two. How to put up with all kinds of customers especially the annoying ones.
And yet you could’ve never prepared yourself in having to put up with Lee Donghyuck’s antics. Frustrated you how it seemed the man never once missed a day without causing a delay in peoples orders. A long line forming, people impatiently tapping their feet, checking the time. The traffic outside was already getting louder the more the morning rises.
“How may I help you?” You raise your voice a bit higher to gain his attention. Stopping his flirting with the girls, he turns to you slowly. Resting himself on the counter he stand up straighter. “Hey haven’t you learned some basic manners? Raising your voice at me- I should get you fired!” He points at you accusingly. Hearing the not so low chuckles from besides you, all three girls making fun of you. Resisting. The urge to roll your eyes you take a deep breath and exhale.
“I’m sorry sir but you are causing a bigger line behind you the longer you take to order. Now may I please know what you’d like? Is it the usual?”
Going to put in his usual iced americano and a scone you hear him speak up.
“Actually! Not today. You know I woke up in the mood of trying something new! Can you tell me the specials please?” He fakes innocence in his tone. Groans come from behind him and you hear the door chiming, already losing customers the more Donghyuck drags on. Losing customers can’t be on your radar especially with a strict manager constantly breathing down your neck.
Telling him the specials quickly you continue to eye the other customers behind him. Angry and frustrated looks were on their faces while Donghyuck still eyed the menu.
“You should really try the season cookie. Christmas is just around the corner wouldn’t want to miss out on the goodies and it comes along with a hot coco.” “Oh I don’t know-“ “But you do know! It’s very chilly out there and who would miss out on some hot coco I mean come on!”
Eyeing you, you restrained yourself from glaring at him. He knew how easily he manages to get under your skin. So much he visits just to continue doing so. “Well it does sound appealing-“ “Good! One seasonal cookie and a hot coco coming up that’ll be $6.50.” Quickly typing it on the screen in front of you, Donghyuck let’s you take his card. “Here’s the receipt, your order should be done in a few minutes, next!”
He would get back to trying to annoy you but when the three girls next to him taps his shoulder to try and regain his attention he simply lets them do just that.
“Oh hello ladies, now where were we?” He smirks again when they giggle fakingly at him.
“Seasonal cookie and hot coco!” After a few minutes he grabs the orders from your hand. “Too bad I couldn’t stay for too long. Would’ve loved to stay and watch your pretty face work endless hours.” He winks at you before walking off. Shooting a devious look to the ladies inside the cafe before leaving.
Rolling your eyes when he was out of sight. 8 in the morning and you already started the day off wrong.
“Egotistical bastard.” You curse underneath your voice. Wiping down the counters that were smudged with coffee stains. The ick in you still stayed because of him. You didn’t know what was up with him. Why he acted that way, not enough attention at home? Is he an only child? Whatever it was it had him thinking too highly of himself. And you didn’t like it one bit.
When the day couldn’t get any worse, pouring rain was happening when trying to catch your bus ride home. Drenched in water you run under the bus stop. Shaking as you try to warm yourself by rubbing your hands down your arms. Not noticing who exactly you sat next to on the seats.
“Aw what happened pretty? Took a shower on you’re way here?” Freezing when you depict the taunting voice to be made out. Ignoring him you continued looking forward. Hearing him sit up, he rests his elbows on his knees. “Why so quiet? Coming down with the flu pretty?” “Stop calling me that.”
“Why?” “Because I don’t like it.” “Why? You don’t see yourself as pretty?” Finally turning your head at him you see the smugness on his expression. Scoffing you shake your head and look forward again. “You know pretty people shouldn’t be getting wet, they need someone with an umbrella….” Hearing an umbrella flap open besides you, a shadow casted upon you. “To save them. If you want you can even call it their Prince Charming coming to rescue them.” He winks at you. Seeing the bus come closer you shake your head.
The people around the bus stop, umbrella in hand got ready to enter the vehicle. “No offense Donghyuck but I don’t need no Prince Charming and especially one who thinks he is. You’re far from it and never ever will reach those standards.” “Ouch.” He responds. The bus parking and opening it’s glass door. One by one the passengers got on. Standing up, he sighs. “Really had wished you would’ve taken my umbrella. Hate it for you to go home catching a cold.” Raising a brow you step on the bus after him when the bus driver puts a hold to you.
“Sorry we’re full, you can catch the next one in 45 minutes?” Shocked, you step out in disbelief. You couldn’t believe it. Through the glass window you see Donghyuck wave at you tauntingly. In his hand he waves his umbrella at you. Blowing you a kiss as the bus drives off.
“Un fucking believable.” Wanting nothing but to just get home you decided in jogging there instead. Yeah it was a forty minute walk but you seriously couldn’t wait forty minutes just for the bus to arrive at that. Gasping when the cold rain hits you again you pick up your pace. Now even more frustrated than ever.
By the passing days. You fought through a cold, the same daredevil now cooing at you. “What’s wrong pretty? Got a cold? Awe poor poor pretty baby.” Ignoring him you turn around and worked on making others drinks. Hoping he’ll simply walk off and flirt with the girls in the cafe like he usually does. “If only you would’ve taken my umbrella…” he gives out a rather loud sigh. Turning back you watch as he picks at his nails and shakes his head. Harshly biting the inside of your cheek you hand him his coffee.
“Iced Americano. Have a nice day sir.” You grit your teeth. Smiling at you he thanks you and stands up. Foolish of you to have thought he would simply walk off. Hearing a whine come from him you cock a brow. “Is anything wrong sir?” “I asked for light ice. This is just one cube of ice too many.” He sets the drink down and pouts. Taking a breath in you bite your bottom lip and nod. “I see let me…remake your drink again.”
“Hello darling.?” An elderly lady speaks. Your attention leaving the annoying brat, putting on a smile you greet the elderly woman. “Hello ma’am, how may I help you?”
“Oh well I just came by to get myself a scone and see if you still had any hot coco left.” She smiles at you. “Yes of course-“ “Actually shouldn’t she also get the seasonal cookie since those two tend to come in a pair?” Donghyuck interrupts you. The elderly eyes the both of you, can detect the tension miles away. A reason why she even entered the cafe in the first place.
“Oh if that’s true then yeah I’d like a seasonal cookie as well.” “Of course ma’am. A scone, seasonal cookie and a hot coco okay.” Watching you work with an amusing look Donghyuck waits for you to finish. Already preparing himself his next misfit to annoy you even more. When getting the order started the elderly woman turns back at him. Furrow his brow at her as he didn’t like her inspecting him.
“May I help you?” He tells her boredly.
“Ahh I’m sorry gentleman. I was just watching how nice you’ve grown up to be. Are you and the cash register together?” Scoffing he fakes a laugh.
“They wish we were. But no, I can never date someone like…them.” He eyes you up judgedly. Hearing him since he wasn’t too far away from you, you grip his order in hand. Wanting nothing more than to dunk the whole drink on him. Maybe then the one to many ice cubes can be ridden.
Nodding, the elderly woman watches your working figure. “Well it’s a shame. Seems like they’d be a good influence to fix that poor wicked ego of yours.” She tells him. Eyes widen he glares at her. “Look lady, the only ego growing here is yours. What just because you’re old you think you can automatically criticize someone?!” Turning around quickly you interrupt Donghyuck’s growing tantrum.
“Ok! Here’s your order ma’am and I’m so sorry for the inconvenience. I just don’t know where these types of customers are coming from I promise we’ll work on that yeah?” Smiling at you dearly she grabs her order. “No worries dear it’s just all part of life. If only there was some sort of miracle that can cleanse the world of ego.” Nodding you turn back to fixing his drink. The elderly woman turns to him one last time. Taking out a kiss chocolate. “We may have had a rough encounter but wishes to you young man.” She smiles at him. Eyeing him one last time as she sets the chocolate by him. Grabbing her order and walking out.
Feeling uncomfortable by her stare. Feeling the chills run down his spine he turns around to no longer see her. Sighing loudly, nails tapping the counter. “Come on pretty I really don’t have all day.” He speaks up. “Here’s your iced americano with light ice. Have a nice day sir.” Wanting to criticize it more he’s put on a hold when he gets a call. Seeing it was his best friend Renjun he decides to just call it a day in the cafe. “See you pretty.” He winks at you, unwrapping the chocolate and tossing it in his mouth. Answering the call he grabs his drink and walks out. Leaving the small rolled up ball of trash on the counter.
From out of the view of the cafe, he throws the iced americano in the trash. Never once was he in the mood for it.
Slamming the door behind you. You huff in exhaustion. Legs ready to give out and plop yourself on the couch. Lately the weather has been wanting rain and currently thunder was heard from outside. The harsh pounds of the rain hitting the window.
You see a few lightning sparks because of the flashing light. Turning the tv on tiredly you watch what was on, not caring if it was interesting or boring you just didn’t want your apartment to be in complete silence. After a while you got up when your stomach wouldn’t stop growling. You waited by the counter as the water boiled. Pack of ramon noodles ready to be made. Yawning as the news come up,
‘Forecast says Seoul should be experiencing high chances of precipitation for the next two weeks. Lots of mist and humidity in the air it’s time to get warm and comfortable, for this storm won’t leave anytime soon.’
Pouring the noodles in the pot, you walk over to your balcony. Glass sliding door the only thing keeping the water from coming in. Another flash of light you see, the wind is heard as it blows by quickly. Thunder louder than yesterday. Glad you managed to get home when it wasn’t as bad.
Turning the channel, you land it on one in which your favorite tv show was playing. Getting the living room situated as you didn’t plan to stand up when setting the noodles down to eat.
A few minutes far from your place, a group of boys were currently versusing each other on the PlayStation. Lots of yells and chants were heard as the competition begins to thicken.
“Donghyuck man help! Jeno and Chenle are absolutely demolishing us!” Jisung calls out to him. Currently on the couch battling a terrible headache he only hums in response. “You okay?” Renjun asks him with worry. “Yeah just have a weak stomach right now. Man this headache is killing me too I think I’m going to lie down for a bit.” Letting him, he walks up the stairs and into his room. A large pang hits him in the pit of his stomach. Crouching as he winced in pain. Taking slow intakes of breathes as he tries to relax.
Walking into the bathroom where he puts cold water on his face. He felt hot, cheeks were pink and forehead above normal temperature. Did he get the flu? Whatever it was, it was kicking his rear end and just wanted it all to go away. Going through cabinets to search for the pain killers but groaning when he can’t find any.
“Hey guys! Where are the-“ gasping when yet another sharp pang hits him, losing balance and falls on the floor. Arm wrapping around his stomach as he feels a few tears run down his stomach. He hasn’t felt this sort of pain since he was 15 and that was because he pulled a muscle on his stomach. But this no this felt even worse. He felt as if his lungs were being squeezed and couldn’t seemed to breathe. Chest tightened and throat went dry. His other arm gripping the carpet in agony. Not a word seemed to leave his mouth, he didn’t know when exactly the pain stopped nor when he passed out. The storm outside kept going and anytime the lightning flashed, his shadow was casted on the wall next to him. When falling completely on the ground in exhaustion from the pain, no movement from him and only the rain drops falling on his window being the only noise in his room. His friends fall clueless downstairs.
With one last lightning flash going off, a shadow appears. Only this time it wasn’t one of a human but of a dog. Just as quickly as it appeared it disappeared when the lightning ray wore out. For the remainder of the night a passed out Hyuck laid on the ground.
The next morning was just as exhausting as the others. Only hoping the week would simply come to an end soon. Even though more people rushed in to order you found it odd when the certain devious daredevil hadn’t shown up yet. Actually liking his absence you were able to finally relax.
The day went on and you found it to be a better day than others. Not the usual annoying voice constantly nagging you from getting anything done, no criticism coming from him or whines because someone hurt his pride. For the first time in a while you managed to put on your genuine smile, making conversation with your coworkers and customers. Happily cleaning the coffee machine that most didn’t like doing. Cleaning up the tables and counters, a true relief for having a day of calmness.
But what was once nice now began to worry you. It was the third day of Donghyuck’s absence. Friday and still no sign of him. Had he finally had enough of teasing you? But you tried not to think much of it. You couldn’t help but listen to the girls who entered the cafe glum to not see him in. “Wonder what happened to him?” One said. “Maybe he found another cafe. We should look around and see.” Rolling your eyes, you felt sorry for them. Not seeing why they were so hung up on searching for the man who only ever saw them as moving tits and ass.
“Yeah we should.” And like that they grab their stuff and go to walk out. “Have a nice day!” You tell them in which they simply ignored you and walked out. Shaking your head you continued cleaning up the place. Only a few hours until you clocked out of work. When arriving to the bus stop after work you look around to see he wasn’t at the bus stop either. No smug looking young man sitting besides you with an umbrella in hand. Getting home you take your shoes off. Raincoat and the other clothing that was attaching itself to you from the rain. Changing into comfortable clothes you turn the tv on. Untying your hair to put it into a bun.
Walking over to the kitchen you hear the voices of the news reporter. “What should I eat?” You tell yourself.
‘21 year old has been reported missing. Been well over three days since his last encounter with anyone, roommates says he was last seen going up to his room and haven’t heard of him since. If anyone has any idea of his presence please dial this number. Lee Donghyuck is his name.’
Slamming the fridge shut, you run over to the living room. Eyes widen you watch as the reporter goes into detail of the same said man you couldn’t stand having around just a few days ago. In shock, you cover your slightly agaped mouth as they give out his information. Picture of him shown, taking a seat. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing.
He couldn’t have gone missing? Donghyuck? He doesn’t seem the type to run away. He couldn’t have been kidnapped no way, he was last seen going to his room? Why would he simply walk away? Many questions run through your head that by the time you snap out, the tv was now showing a television show.
“Wow.” You say in astonishment.
Where has he gone?
Saturday finally came. And while you intended to sleep in the many errands you grew behind in slowly rushed in. Groaning as your body desperately wanted to just simply rest. Dragging yourself out of bed, entering the bathroom and you make a face when seeing your reflection.
Never understanding how one could wake up not looking so…monstrousness. Turning the faucet you begin to brush your teeth tiredly. The shower getting turned on soon after. The beginning of your Saturday and it wouldn’t be you sleeping soundly in a bed.
Out in the cold streets of Seoul, large coat over your hoodie you go through the places you need to finish your errands. From the post office, to appointments needed to have been finished long ago, prescriptions needed to be picked up and groceries needed to be bought. By the end of the day you were walking home absolutely exhausted. The cabs in the streets seemed to all be preoccupied or not tending to anyone. Buses weren’t anywhere near you and you could already feel the rain wanting to kick in again.
Trying to rush to your apartment with the many bags in hand you fail to acknowledge a certain critter following you. Gasping when rain hits your face, now jogging lightly. By the time you arrive to your apartment, the soft droplets were now pouring and now once again you were drenched. Kicking the door open you drop the bags on the ground. Shutting the door you let out a yell of exhaustion. Taking your sweater and coat off. Shoes kicked off to who knows where and you rush to change into warmer clothes. Laying on your bed for a minutes to rest, you furrow your brow when hearing a few noises coming from the kitchen. ‘Could just be the storm messing with you’ closing your eyes, you feel yourself slowly fall asleep.
Until yet another noise is heard. Only this time a loud bang comes from the kitchen. Sitting up quickly, you gulp. Eyeing the bedroom door, opening the closet slowly, you grab the bat you had hiding in there. Turning the knob slowly you take small steps. Hallway dark and the light illuminating the apartment was the one in the kitchen. The noises were getting a bit clearer when approaching the kitchen, bat held up high and with a tight grip. Peeking and seeing no one, you take more steps. Startled when a random figure comes from out the counter. Screeching as you go to hit it, a loud whine comes from what you now see is a rather small dog.
With eyes wide you lower your bat. The brown mixed Maltese dog watches you with the same scared expression you had. Small growls leaving the dog soon after. “Where the hell did you come from?” You whisper, kneeling down. You stretch you hand out, taken aback when the dog tries to bite. “Little rude given you trespassed into my apartment.” You scoff and stand up. Arms at your waist as you eye the dog sitting before you. It’s eyes staring right back at you. Where the hell did you accidentally managed to lock a dog inside with you? Taking a step back when the dog begins to bark. Getting louder and louder as it steps a few steps forward to you.
“Shush!” You try to quiet the dog down. Landlord forbidding anyone in owning any sorts of pets in his apartment. When the dog doesn’t seem to want to quiet down you run a hand through your hair in frustration. “What?! What do you want from me? Food! Is that what you want?!” And while you tried to find ways to keep this dog quiet, from inside the little critter’s head was the 21 year old missing young man.
“Hello?! I’m stuck in a dog’s body!”
He barked in distress. Annoyed that you don’t manage to pick up on what he’s trying to tell you. If he wasn’t so concerned in barking out his frustration then he would’ve realized humans can’t understand dog.
“I need you to help- No I don’t want food! Hear me out! Ugh!”
Wanting to bite your fingers when you pick him up, you drop him just as quickly. Wincing in pain when he manages to get a nip at you. Stopping his antics as he watches you shake your hand from the pain.
“Bad dog!” You tell him. A frown on your face, and while it shouldn’t be giving him of any affect. Donghyuck couldn’t help but whine in guilt.
“Look buddy I don’t know where the hell you came from nor why you followed me if you’re only going to act this way, but this isn’t a joke. I get caught with you here and I’m for the streets just like you.” Watching walk into the kitchen a run your finger through the water.
“So I’ll be considerate enough to send you to the pound.”
“The pound?! Are you insane?!”
Going to pick him up again he makes a run for it around the small apartment. Running around the couch that you try to climb over. Under the table that has you crouching down, into the hallway that causes you to slip slightly for wearing socks. And causing havoc in your room when he managed to paw the door open. “Come here!” You groan as the puppy runs very back under the bed. Planting yourself on the carpet you watch him tiredly. Breathing raggedy as you eye the dog. His small figure self sticking its tongue out as they tried to regain their breath as well.
“No pound!”
…..
The two of you sat on the cold floor in silence. Across from one another as you two just stared at one another. Something about the dog felt off. Eyes looking so life like, kinda creepy really. And you get the sense it’s sharing the same critical thinking as you as to who you are. You were wary of the dog. Tiny but damn right mighty. A slight move from you and it’s eyes turns to stare at whatever limb moved. You sighed and the dog only stood his stance.
You sat up straighter and so did the dog. Furrowing your brow, you tilt your head slightly at him. And as slowly you did, so did they. Quickly tilting your head up, the dog mimicked. Squinting your eyes and leaning your head a bit, the dog replicated your actions. Scoffing, you shake your head. “Creepy.” His heightened senses came in good use for Donghyuck. Growling when he hears your insult and you shut yourself up.
“Alright…” standing up slowly, the Maltese stands as well. “Not going to hurt you little guy…just standing. Getting a cramp here.” Wincing a bit when your leg begins to rush the flow throughout itself. Sighing as the dog stays immobile, you take a few steps to the left. A newspaper on the stool and you pick it up. Unfolding it and laying it on the cold tiled floor. Motioning the newspaper to him, you nod. “Good night.” Retreating yourself back to your room, you close the door and don’t bother ever walking back out until morning.
What a terrible idea.
“A newspaper? They must be joking.” Donghyuck scoffs. Glaring at the floor before him, he huffs in aggravation. Confusion and anger is all he can feel. How is it he got to this point in his life. A dog? At least he should’ve been turned into a Doberman or a Golden Retriever but a Maltese? The world must be one huge joke that he still can’t get the gist of.
Not in the mood to falling asleep just yet, he walks around your small apartment. Judging each and every crevice of the building. Why cream colored walls instead of white? Why three stools if they’re a loner? Why three piece couch, do they need that much room? Hungry, he huffs when trying to find a way up on the counter and into the shelves.
In the bedroom, you were up all night. The urge to get out of bed and check on the Maltese. Especially more when you hear growls, whines and barks from him. Soon following by things falling and stuff dropping on the floor with a bang. You should’ve gotten out of bed and put a stop to it but you didn’t. Too exhausted to yell at a dog, you shut your eyes and forced yourself to sleep.
Donghyuck on the other hand finally managed to get into the jar of cheese puffs after many…many attempts. Stretching his legs after the many falls taken to get the cheese puffs. Burping when he gets half of the jar empty. Walking down the hall and running into the bathroom. He knocks down the trash can, “Oops.” He says it nonchalant and climbs on it. Never once did he think he’d drink out of the bathtub faucet. Obviously not from the toilet, yeah he’s a dog but hasn’t gain the aspects of it. Small licks taken to catch the droplets of the faucet, little legs doing everything in its power to lean him closer and not fall. But luck is never on his side.
A large howl is heard throughout the apartment. Walking out the bathroom was a very damp Donghyuck. Had fallen in the bathtub that was somewhat filled with water. Pooling the floor with water, he shakes himself off. Stains of droplets all over the walls he gets on the couch and brushes himself off. Now understanding why dogs loved it so much. Drying himself faster and it was relaxing he may say also fun. His attention is stolen when he looks over at the shelf next to the tv. Liquor. Oh does he really need some of that liquor.
After knocking other variety of things, he drinks what he managed to leak. It seemed hours into the night before Donghyuck called it a night. Crashing on top of the uncomfortable floor you set the newspaper at and knocked out as soon as he hit the floor.
You were absolutely petrified when leaving the bedroom. Water trailing from the bathroom. Dirty paw prints on the walls. Crumbs of the cheese puffs on the floor. Plates and utensils on the floor broken and scattered. Stools tipped over, paper towels ripped to shreds. Couch stained and wet. The liquor cabinet’s glass door was broken and a few of the glass cups were broken. Liquor bottle tipped over and alcohol pouring onto the floor. And the middle of the entire mess, slept a tired Maltese pup.
Mouth gaped and eyes wide, you step on a pile of crap. Disgusted, you rush over the bathroom to clean yourself up. “Ew!” Turning the knob as the loud rush of water is heard from the living room waking up a hang over Donghyuck. Wincing as the light from the window blinds him. “The heck?” Fur puffed and disheveled, his ears perk at the sound of your groans. A bit dizzy when trying to stand, he lifts his head when seeing you stomp back into the living room. Finger pointing at him, you tell him calmly.
“You’re done.”
“This is absurd! It’s me Donghyuck ! DONGHYUCK. You can’t get rid of me like I’m some chump!”
Trying to get out of your grip, he sees the two of you out on the street. He knows the street. A few blocks away from the coffee shop. He’d assume you’d be going there but when you took a turn that would lead you two to the pound he began to freak. “This is abuse! I want a lawyer for such vile treatment!”
“Stop squirming! It’s best for you to stay there. They’ll care for you.” “Care for me?! IT’S THE POUND YOU FU-“ The pedestrians walking past the two couldn’t help but watch them with curious eyes. Donghyuck couldn’t stop barking and howling. Acting as if you were strangling him to death even though you were only carrying him. When arriving, you could hear the loud barking and meows from the animals barking in the back. Opening the door, you walk in.
“How may I help you?” A man asked from behind the counter. “Oh um, I’m here to drop off a-“ You were quickly cut off when a few guys walked in loudly. Carrying in crates filled with strays that were doing everything they could to get out.
“Get me out of here!” One had whined. Felt weird how Donghyuck could hear them. He always wanted to talk to animals, just never under these certain circumstances. “Run little guy! They’ll kill us all!” Another told him. “I can’t believe I’m back here again.” A white poodle sighs. Donghyuck got chills going up his spine as they are moved to the back of the building. Opening the door as the barks and meows are much more louder and clearer.
“Help!” Is what he hears the most in there. A nightmare it is and he’s not behind bars yet. Donghyuck feels livid. This is it, he’s going to die here for the rest of his life. “I’m sorry about that, you were saying?” “Oh yeah, I’m here to drop of a stray-“ the door leading to the back is slammed open. Both you and Donghyuck watch as a dog is trying to escape. Bolting to the door and scratches it as a man goes to use the catch pole on the poor dog. Horrified by how terrified the dog looked, especially how rough the man was being.
“Stop you’re hurting him!” You try to intervene. “Please stay out of this. We know how to deal with wild dogs.” “He’s not wild! Just scared look how you’re hurting him!” Shoving the catch pole away from him, the dog quickly backs up into a corner. Hyuck sees how hard the black Labrador shakes in fear. The man looks over at the receptionist, reluctantly leaving when he’s told to retreat himself.
“Excuse me, that dog is to be put down today. He managed to escape and now he needs to go back. How may I help you? Were you trying to put that Maltese up?” Watching in worry at the dogs frightened state, you look over at the little dog in your arms. You could see the fear in his eyes, you were horrified by how terribly the animals here are treated. You have to admit you were never educated in what exactly the pound was. Just always assumed the animals there would be somewhat treated at least with food and a bed.
“Hello?” Shaking your head, you turn to him. “Actually no. I Uh, came here because…” “Because?…” sighing, you take another look at Donghyuck. Tilting his head, he wonders what your next decision is. And he just hopes it isn’t you giving him up to the pound. “I’m here to pick up my dog.” You nod. Turning around, and you point at the Black Lab still sitting in the corner. “Him.”
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“Could not believe I went to the pound to give a dog up only to come back with an extra one!” Trailing behind you, Donghyuck’s tail wags contently. Turning over at the Labrador walking beside him, head down and hadn’t uttered a word since they left that horrid place.
“Now here I am making my way over to Petsmart and hope my landlord doesn’t kick me out for not just having one dog, not one but two!” A smirk forms on Donghyuck, he chuckles. The three of them making their way inside the store. Growing bored after two minutes of you struggling to pick the right choices for the dogs.
Picking each bottle up in confusion. “Why are there so many brands for one type of food?” You groan in frustration. Trying to read each label carefully but none of the words are processing through your head. Running a hand through your hair, you try to tug away your jeans from Donghyuck’s teeth. “Quit it.” You tell him. But this only had Hyuck continue to do it.
When trying to walk away, you groan when having to drag the small Maltese pup across the floor. “Damn it boy you really are a stubborn brat!” You huff.
“Hello, are you in need of assistance?” A young employee asked you. He seemed to look around your age, the tag on his shirt reading Mark. Nodding quickly, you seem to be ready to break down already. Having such a long morning, with a quick please. Mark smiles at you and motions for you to follow. “Don’t worry I got you.”
Donghyuck couldn’t stop staring at Mark. He’s never seen him around, but it doesn’t take a genius to know when someone’s flirting. Sit and staring at him intently, making jokes to you about him. “Feels like he’s staring into my soul.” Laughing, you nod. “Yeah he kinda just does that I don’t know. Just got him yesterday.” “Oh yeah?” “Yeah- well actually he got me yesterday. Kinda showed up in my apartment out of no where and I tried to give him up but now here I am buying dog products and with an extra.”
Looking over at the Lab, you feel bad seeing how sad he looked. Head was still down and now the dog was lying on the floor. Looking away from them. “Well here are the basic needs for them. I see they don’t have any tags or collars would you consider getting them today?” “Yes please.” Taking you over to the tag machine, Mark shows you all the designs for pet’s. And while Mark continued to joke with you, Hyuck went and laid down besides the Lab.
“So…what’s your name?” But silence. The dog didn’t feel like talking, he kinda wondered if he could even hear him. “I’m Donghyuck.” He tilted his head to get a better look at him to see whether he was awake or not. He was convinced he was going to get no response from him until a small raspy voice spoke up.
“John.”
“So what’s their names?” “Oh uh…I haven’t thought about that yet.” Turning to look at the dogs, you think as to what their names would be. Pointing at the Lab, you look over at Mark. “He looks like a Johnny.”
“Hey! Not too far from your name, what a coincidence huh?” Donghyuck tells him with a airy laugh. His mood is blown though when John only sighs sadly. “And the little one, Haechan.” “Haechan?! You must be joking.” Hyuck scoffs. Looking up at the two humans as they type the names in. “They’re not joking…” After a few minutes, Haechan was now his legal dog name. Brown and white dog bone prints on his collar and the bone shaped tag brightly shining his name. Your name and number on the back.
Johnny got his soon after. Gently putting his collar on, assuring him you weren’t going to hurt him. Petting his head lightly afterwards. “Guess I’ll go check these out.” “I’ll check you out.” As Hyuck waited impatiently for you and Mark to stop flirting, he can’t help but glare at the phone Mark takes out. Phone number of course. “I’ll text you then.” Mark waves you goodbye. “Okay, bye Mark!”
Looking down at the two, “Ready?” “Been ready.” Hyuck scoffs and begins to walk. The long way home was Hyuck leading ahead of the two. Johnny walked slow but never too slow he’d stay behind. Making sure to stay beside you to not cause any trouble. Dropping the bags filled with items on the floor as you were able to sneak the dogs in without anyone seeing. “Go, go quickly.” You ushered them in.
Hyuck struggled a bit to climb the couch but after a few attempts he did. Johnny though stayed at the furthest corner away from the rest. Grabbing the bag filled with food, you take the tape off of the dog bowls. “You guys must be hungry. Well more Johnny than you Haechan. You managed to eat all the cheese puffs I can’t imagine how you can possibly be hungry.” Huffing at you, Hyuck walks over to you.
“Yeah and they tasted like garbage.” Setting the food before him, he feels as if he would gag. “No fucking way.” Moving his head to face away the food. “What? Eat Haechan, I’m sure you can eat anything at this point. And don’t think I didn’t see that half empty liquor bottle, no way it all evaporated from the floor overnight.” While Haechan was busy feeling disgusted over the dog food, you called Johnny over to eat. Standing a few inches away from him, he ate.
“Should be grateful they didn’t leave us back in the pound little one.” Johnny tells him quietly and begins to eat. Looking at him scarf it down, he looks down at him. “…I’m not little. Just miniature size.”
“My god why are we watching this?” Hyuck groans. Growing annoyed by the umpteenth episode of a rom com show. Stretching himself until his hind nails were pressing hard into your skin, you watch him with bored eyes. “Seriously?” “What?” Looking between the two dogs, you see like you, they are a bit lazy. Were you supposed to let them be this way always? Shouldn’t they go for walks? That’s right! Walks. “Alright you two, let’s go for a walk.”
Both heads perk upon hearing the word. “E-Excuse me, you said walk?”
The day was getting a bit chillier. Having to wrap yourself in your jacket, leashes in hand as the two sniffed the place. Well Johnny did, he seemed more happier knowing he wasn’t going anywhere he might feel threatened. So far he was still a bit hesitant in letting anyone in but with the wind blowing meant all the extravagant smells hitting his nostrils.
“You seem to really enjoy walks.” Haechan tells him. “It’s all I did when I was on the streets. You get used to it but I kinda forgot, having been locked up for so long. Really missed smelling all the scents in the world without a care of time.” Hyuck nods. Watching him lift his nose in the air, he decides to follow pursuit. Johnny was right. You could smell all the scents in the world and it felt great. Sniffing the bushes, pavement, the car tiles parked by the side walk. Pieces of candy dropped on the floor, everything. His ear perk up when hearing a group of voices. Ending at a corner where you wanted to cross, Hyuck looks to his left and sees his friends.
“Please, have you seen him?” Jaemin asks to an elderly couple. Sadness in his eyes when he receives yet another no. Renjun’s hair not combed like it usually is. Eyes puffy and tired. Jeno has wrinkled clothes he hasn’t had a chance to iron. Not when he needs to be finding his friend.
“Boys? Boys!” Donghyuck made a run for it but he stops shortly when his leash is tugging him back. “Haechan? Come on let’s get going.” “No! Those are my friends!” Johnny turns to see what he’s referring to. Past owners?
“Haechan-“ Losing grip on the leash, you groan when he makes a run for it. “Haechan! Come back here!” Running after him with Johnny, you see him rushing over to the group of boys. Great. “Excuse me sir, have you seen- what the-“ Looking down, Jeno pushes his glasses back to see the small Maltese dog padding his leg. “Jeno! It’s me Donghyuck!” Feeling slightly out of breath, you begin to apologize. “I’m so sorry, it’s my dog. He’s just a bit, indisciplined.” You say in between breaths. Picking up the leash, Jeno smiles at you warmly. “No worries, cute dog.”
“Damn it Jeno! Stop flirting and look at me!”
Looking down to seeing the dog whine, Jeno leans down and pats his head. Reading the tag, “Haechan. Well aren’t you adorable.” “Missing person?” You ask him. Looking at the pile of papers, your heart stops when seeing it to be Donghyuck’s face. “Yeah…” “Donghyuck.” “You know him?” Jeno stands to face you. Hyuck stops his scratching on Jeno and stares at you.
“He was a regular at the coffee shop I work at, we didn’t have the best interactions. I’m sorry about your friend though.” Nodding, Jeno tries to hold it together. “I’m Y/n. Y/n y/l/n.” “Lee Jeno.” Jeno shakes your hand, bit cold which could mean he’s been out on the streets for quite a while. “Hey Jeno, it’s getting late we better be heading back.” “Jaemin!” Barking at him, Jaemin looks down and furrows his brow. “This your dog?” Nodding, he chuckles. “Cute.” “Oh for heavens sake.” Hyuck grumbles. Hyuck felt disheartened that his friends couldn’t recognize him, worse is how in bad state they were in because of his disappearance. If they looked bad he could only imagine how his family was.
“Well I better get goin-“ “Please take this flyer, you know in case you see him.” “Of course…Hope you find him.” “Us too.” The walk back home, Hyuck didn’t try smelling anything. No tail wagging or talking to Johnny for that matter. Your jeans weren’t appetizing to chew on at the moment. The more the silence went the more Johnny grew curious. When the night came and you decided to go to bed early for work tomorrow, Johnny watched Hyuck silently look out the window of the glass door. Bed right next to him and the large full moon in sight. “You alright little one?” Johnny asked him.
“Mm. I’m okay John.” Still looking out the glass, Johnny recalls back to the missing person flyer. “Are you…human too?” Lifting his head up, Hyuck stares at him with wide eyes. “You’re human?!” Sighing, Johnny rests his head. “Been in this dog’s body for 6 months now.” “6 months…oh god. Does that mean I’ll be in this body for that long? Maybe for the rest of my life.” “What did you do?” “What do you mean? I went home, felt sick and before I knew it. I passed out only to wake up as a dog.”
“I got cursed in this body for being distant.” “Distant?…you didn’t kill anyone and run away right?” Shaking his head, Johnny snorts. “Of course not. I just, I wasn’t there when others needed me. Now I’m destined to live my life without the company of anyone.” “Who cursed you?” “Don’t know. Just know it’s some old woman. She gave me this piece of chocolate and when she found me, she told me what my life would be like for now on.”
“Old woman?…” Hyuck gasps when he remembers the elderly woman he argued with in the coffee shop that day. He remembered eating the chocolate and by the time he got home, it’s when the stomach ache happened. “That witch!” “Have any idea why you’re cursed?” “No idea! I was just living life and now here I am? Can not believe I let an old woman ruin my life. Great!” Moving his head to face away from him, Johnny whispers. “Think I might have an idea what your curse was.” “What?” “Nothing.”
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“Johnny we have to find that old woman!” “Please Haechan it’s seven in the morning.” Johnny grumbles. Small ray of sunlight warming his black fur, eyes squinting when Haechan pulls back the Draper entirely.
“It’s the only way to bring me back to my human self! Besides you can finally be human too.” “I’ve tried man, she won’t listen.” “Then we make her listen!” “Haechan you’re making a lot of noise, lower your voice-“ “Come on Johnny! Please!”
“Haechan-“ “Please!”
With a groan, you cover your ears with your pillow. The combination of the annoying alarm going off and Haechan’s barking wasn’t making your morning any better. It seemed like Haechan’s barks only got louder and it irritated you more.
With a loud slam on the alarm clock, you sit up. “HAECHAN QUIET”
And he stopped. Johnny quirked his nonexistent eyebrow. “Told ya.” Donghyuck huffs and lays back on his bed. Much smaller in size compared to Johnny’s. The door to your bedroom opens and your loud stomps are heard. Hair a mess and angry blood shot eyes glaring at the small Maltese pup. “How many times do I have to tell you no barking? Anyone finds out you two are living here, and all of us will be without a home!” Walking back to take yourself a shower, Johnny shakes his head and gets up. He makes his way over to his bowl. As he munched on his kibble, Haechan spurred nonsense under his voice.
“Can’t believe I let them boss me around, who do they think they are?” He scoffs. “Our owner?” “Don’t say that Johnny, we are NOT dogs. Just unfortunate people stuck in them.” Sparing a glance over at him, Johnny sees Haechan laying on the floor near him. Not bothering to eat his food or touch his water. Sighing, Johnny walks over to him. “So where do you want to search?” Head perks up, his tail wags in content. “We’ll wait for them to leave, we’ll leave then and try to find locations she might be at.” Nodding, they sat on the couch even when they weren’t allowed on. Seeing you stressfully getting your things together, you give them more food and clean water on the bowl. Grabbing your keys, you bid them goodbye. “No barking.” You want them, a finger pointed at them and a certain look thrown at Haechan.
When the door finally closed, the two waited until they were sure you were far enough. “Okay let’s go!” The way out was a bit more difficult then they thought would be. Everywhere had people walking by, security on guard and cameras on. Any wrong step and they could be caught. “Where Johnny?” Looking at anything that can help them go down the flight of stairs, his eyes focus on a cart of toiletries. Waiting until the janitor wasn’t looking and they bolted. Getting under the covers and on the cart, they were rolled away. Seeing the Janitor entering the elevator. When on the first floor, they wait until the janitor takes them close to their room, close by the exit. And when there, they got off. Quickly running out before anyone saw.
“Okay where did you last speak to her?” Donghyuck asked Johnny. “At the park. I passed out there, it’s where she found me.” Nodding, they headed there. To say the park wasn’t packed would be a lie. Obviously it wasn’t vacant. Too many screaming children and parents not supervising. Food being dropped left and right and other pets on the loose without a leash. “Do you see her?” Donghyuck squints his eyes to scan each and every person and hope the old lady with be one of them. Shaking his head, they decide to leave. “Where did you see the old woman?” Johnny asked him. “Coffee shop, only place I have had my encounter with.” Heading there, they watch as you try to quickly get orders done. A long line forming outside, a bell rung for yet another customer entering the place.
“Wow it’s packed.” Johnny looks down the block where the people waited in line. Must really be great coffee to wait so long. “Yeah it’s always packed.” “You’ve been here before?” Shrugging, Hyuck lays down under the small table right outside the shop. Large window glass giving him the view of the customers and you. “Came here almost everyday.” “So you and Y/n, you two actually talked? Face to face?” “I wouldn’t say talk but yeah. Wonder what they think about my disappearance.” Johnny watches his new profound friend watch you through the glass. His attention on you blocks out the usual girls that would always wait for him there.
Inside, you wiped sweat off of your forehead. Yet again the place was understaffed and now you were stuck taking orders and making drinks. One of Donghyuck’s ‘fans’ was popping their gum, rolling her eyes as she looked at her friend who looked bored. “Can’t believe I ordered a drink thinking Donghyuck would show up.” “Well he is you know ‘missing’.” Her friend tells her. Rolling her eyes, she shakes her head. “Bet he found some chick off the street and ran off with her. Can’t believe I gave him my number.” She scoffs. Her friend shrugs her shoulders, “Well good thing he never called you right?” A gasp comes from her, upon hearing such words from her friend. Holding in a snicker, you call out a customer’s name to signal their finished order.
Today’s weather was a bit warmer than most, unlike yesterday. And while the two were getting used to seeing sets of legs walking by, they see a certain one stop in front of them. Peaking their head from under, they look up and surely there stood the old woman. “YOU!” Haechan barks. “Hello Mr. Lee.” She tells him with a smile. “You did this to me! You had no right!” “Now, now. Let’s not get so feisty…Johnny. I see you’re not so lonely anymore.”
“Hey! Don’t speak to him, this is our business!” “How’s the life of a dog treating you Donghyuck?” “Terrible!-“ Another bark from the small dog under the table do the customers hear. Each giving weird looks to the interaction between the two strays - not so looking stray dogs and the elderly woman.
“Is she speaking to the dog?” One whispers to a friend of theirs. But in the end, they try to ignore it as best as possible. Excusing it by saying it’s what people do when coming of old age.
“Why am I a dog!” “You young adults fail to see the beauty of the world, always cutting it down to something negative. Johnny, you failed to see how big you can grow with the love and support of others. The beauty of companionship and you Donghyuck, Are too egotistical to see that the world doesn’t revolve around you. If I didn’t do anything who knows what consequences would happen to others, it was of my best interest to make that if such consequences would happen it would only pertain to you.” “What do you mean! Speak clearly woman.”
“If you fail to show a change in yourself in a year, you’ll stay a dog forever. That also includes you Johnny. Six months can fly by quite quickly.”
Going to walk away, Hyuck went to follow. “Come back here!” But no matter how fast on her tail he was, she was much faster for an older woman. Losing her in the crowd, he stops in the middle. “Come on little one, it’s not worth it.” Johnny walks up behind him. Feeling worried of only having a year left, Hyuck doesn’t give his friend trouble. Walking back to the chair, they decide to wait under it until your shift ended. And when the night fell, the two still laid there with solemn faces. Haven’t ate an ounce of anything. With a exasperated sigh, you bid your goodbyes and leave the coffee shop. Busy Monday was finally checked off and as you looked either side of you. You catch sight of the two under the table.
“Johnny? Haechan?” Head slightly perking up, you walk over and kneel. “What on earth are you two doing here?” You say, a slight smile on your tired face at the thought that they followed you to work. But for how long were they here? “Have you two eaten anything?” You gasp when you noticed they could’ve gone the whole day not eating. Looking behind you, across the street was a Chinese buffet. “Want Chinese?” And the once gloomy moods overtaking both boy’s bodies were replaced.
You three sat outside eating the food with satisfaction. The two sharing a tray of teriyaki chicken, smiling down at them as they peacefully shared with no conflict. Setting down a cup of water for them, they drink it this time. Downing it in seconds you chuckle, “You two must’ve been in the heat for quite some time. Can’t believe you guys actually waited for me.” Pouring them some more, Hyuck let’s Johnny eat the rest of the food. Walking over to you, he rests his front paws on your leg. Lifting him onto your lap, he watches you finish your food. He just stared. Why? Who knows, but he found it peaceful in doing so. He was finally able to notice the dark circles under eyes. Just how drowsy you looked and the tension building in your shoulders, dying for a massage. He thought back to the old woman’s words,
‘If I didn’t do anything who knows what consequences would happen to others, it was of my best interest to make, that if such consequences would happen it would only pertain to you’
Was she referring to you? Has he been making your stress worse by constantly making your job a lot harder? Smiling at him softly, you rub his head while you finish the last bit of your food. Putting him down, you go to throw the trays away. You would take the bus but the strict no pets policy prevent that from happening. But you at least felt calm knowing you had company the walk home. Shushing them when arriving to the apartment complex, sneaking them in you wondered how they even managed to leave on the first place.
That you came to find out when you saw your door slightly agaped. Walking in and the counter nearest to the door had the stuff on it knocked down. Trying to get to the doorknob in order to open it. The flour fallen on the counter and small doggy paws on it. Looking down at the delinquent Haechan sits with his tail wagging, head tilted as he gives you puppy eyes. “Oops?” Sighing, you go to close the door when you notice a note on the door. An Eviction Notice. You heart freezes in its spot as you read the red printed paper. The two watch you silently. “What’s going on?” Hyuck asks confusedly. Johnny didn’t say anything but by the look of distraught on your face and the bold black letters saying Eviction Notice he knew they wouldn’t be staying here much longer.
Closing the door behind you, you slid down and cover your face in your arms. Crumbling the paper in hand as you feel the frustration get the best of you. Hyuck hears a few sniffles come from you, he felt glued in his spot and contemplated what he should do. Troubled by not knowing how to comfort people. Johnny had already been by your side, and he could only watch. When you had gone up and left the scrunch up ball on the floor, he watched you enter your room. Looking at the paper he takes the next few minutes trying to undo it.
“What are you doing Haechan?” “Trying to read this note-“ a few teeth indents in the paper but he managed to flatten the paper. He feels terrible when he reads the word ‘eviction’ and ‘dogs’ on it. The excessive barking and violation of following apartment complex policy, you’d have approximately a week to move out. “What have I done?” For the remainder of the night, Hyuck hadn’t left his spot near the hallway. Facing your room, your bedroom door was open but no light emitted in there. Utter silence. Your slight sniffs had already muted after sometime. He waited for some sort of sound but nothing. The guilt was eating him from inside out, he couldn’t believe just how much he was making things difficult for you when you’ve been nothing but nice. And now, you were suffering because of him. Exactly how the old woman has told him. Getting up after a while, he walked over to your room. Using your chair to get on, he laid besides you. Closing his eyes to sleep, he jolts a bit when you wrap the blanket over him. It felt nice. He liked it, even though he’d never admit it out loud. And that’s how the night went, he finally got a good nights sleep.
For the next few days only brought you more stress and worry. Looking through apartments willing to take you and the dogs in but to no avail. Johnny’s noticed just how much closer Hyuck attached himself to you. Anytime you began to run your temples he was by your side in an instant. When you began to fidget he let you use his fur to run your hands through. Someone to hug, he’d let you coddle him. When fallen asleep in a pile of paper work, Johnny gave the Maltese a look. “What?” “You like them.” Scoffing, Hyuck shakes himself off before getting off the bed. “I do not.” The Labrador follows suit and snorts. “You so do, you became this lap dog for them. Never in your life would you ever do that.” “Well how would you know?” “Because you never acted that way. What happened to the whole ‘Who do they think they are?’ “I don’t know what you want from me Johnny.”
Walking over to his bowl, he drinks his water. Phone rings and you wake up alarmed. The piles of papers flying in the air as you try to find the phone with fatigue. Yawning, you answer without looking at the caller. “Hello?” Not paying much mind to who could have called, Johnny and Hyuck stay in the kitchen. “Oh! Mark hi!” The licking stops, drops of water splatters on the ground as Hyuck halts in the mention of Mark. “Oh no yeah, I’m not busy…Today?…sure yeah…7 sounds good…okay bye.” Rushing out of the kitchen, Hyuck watches you get up and walk over to your room. “Yo where are you going creep! Trying to spy on her changing?” Johnny teases him. Huffing, Hyuck glares at him. Following you, he climbs on your bed that soon turned to be his as well.
Watching you pick out an outfit had him feeling sour. “What do you think?” You show Haechan one of the few outfits you owned. A special one you had put away. He didn’t say much but then again what did you expect. Going to shower, Johnny walks in to seeing him huffing for the umpteenth time. “Tell me you don’t feel anything for them again?” Rolling his eyes, he faces away from him. It doesn’t last long though for as soon as Johnny lays on the bed he stands up aggravated. “They’re going on a date! A date Johnny! We have to stop it or follow! Yes follow!” “Why?” “Don’t ask why, and as my friend you should just comply.” “Comply? I’m older than you.” Sighing, Johnny finds it amusing seeing the littler dog pace around the bed. When an hour almost goes by, you had finally got out the bathroom.
Hyuck’s pacing stops when he sees you. Taking a seat at the edge of the bed, he watches you finish getting ready. Humming a soft tune as you fix your head once again, you find it adorable seeing him watching intently with the cutest eyes and dilated pupils. “Do I look nice?” Tail immediately wags, forcing himself to eat up all the compliments he wanted to bark at you. A chuckle and you look at your phone, Mark was on his way. As the time ticked you began to pace. “What if it goes wrong? Terrible? What if I’m not significant other material?” A small snort from Johnny that you picked up and you playfully glare at him. “Not funny Johnny.” You pout and take a seat.
Picking up Haechan as soon as he was in arms reach, and you coddled him. Head nuzzling in your chest as your scent hits him, eye locking with Johnny as he gives him a look. Ignoring him, he looks up at you. “I never been on a date before.” You sigh. Pecking Haechan on the head, you hear the door bell ring. Hyuck’s barking took you off guard. Running to the door in which you and Johnny follow suit. Opening the door, there stood a nervous looking Mark. “Hi Mark.” You smile at him nervously. “Hi y/n.” Eye contact is broken when a bark is heard. Looking down, Mark squat down to Haechan’s level. “Oh hi little guy.” Going to let him but Haechan decides to nip him. “Haechan!” You scold him. Lowering his head, Johnny walks over to his friend and picks him off the group with his snout.
“Yeah definitely don’t have a crush on them.” “Shut up.”
“I’m so sorry, usually he’s playful but never aggressive.” “It’s okay, maybe just doesn’t like strangers.” “Still, might need to hire a trainer or something.” You nervously chuckle, walking him over to the sink. Letting water pour on his finger, the proximity a lot closer now. “Thank you.” He tells you softly. Nodding, you open the drawer and give him a bandaid you have in the kitchen just in case. “Shall we get going?” Nodding, you grab your stuff. Taking one last look at the boys, and you point at them. Giving them a look of sternness one of a mother would give to their child to not do anything stupid. Once the door closed, the two who sat frozenly as the two humans left was disrupted.
Jumping off the couch, Haechan’s little claws are heard on the wooden floor. “Come on we have to follow them!” If there’s one thing Johnny has learned from the younger boy is how persistent he is. No matter how much he just wanted to relax, he got off the couch and followed him out of the apartment room. They ended up by an Italian restaurant, where you and Mark were currently having their first date. Across the street, these two furry friends watched them converse. A scoff from Hyuck as he sees you laugh at something your date had said. “Can’t believe he took them here. It’s not even their favorite place.”
“Oh yeah? So what is it?” “They love the Korean BBQ restaurant two blocks from here.” “And how do you know that?” “Because they told me.” “I don’t remember them saying that.” Shaking his head, Haechan lays down on the concrete. “Not now. Back when we were in High School. We went there a few times.” “You and Y/n are friends?”
A scowl on his furry face when he sees Mark lean over. Rubbing off the bit of sauce on your face, a small blush on your cheeks at the action. “We were.” “What happened?” Donghyuck didn’t answer. His mind came up blank upon that question but soon the memories rolled in. Not wanting to think about it, he did what he’s always done. Ignore it. “I don’t know.”
Walking down the side walk of the park, you and Mark came across a soft silence. It didn’t feel awkward and for that you felt grateful. Sun had set and now the street lights were on. You two have seemed to run out of words to say, soft smiles thrown at each other when meeting one’s eyes. It isn’t until you run into a light pole with Donghyuck’s missing flyer hanged on it does the silence end. “I’ve seen his flyer everywhere. Poor guy hope he’s doing okay.” Mark says. Nodding, you grab the flyer. You never had the actual opportunity to look at it, always preferred to remember his face by your memories and not one of a missing person flyer. “Did you know him?” He must’ve noticed your small frown the more you looked at his picture. With a nod, you turn to him.
“Knew him since high school.”
“Come on Johnny! Can’t believe I stopped to let you take a leak!” Haechan’s little legs strived hard to get close to you. Stopping by a tree, he sees you holding a flyer. “We had a fall out sometime after we graduated. But I still saw him regularly, just not in the best encounters.” He heard you. You must’ve been speaking about him. Posting the flyer back up the pole, he gulps when he sees his picture. “Who knows if I’ll ever see him again.” By the time the date was close to over, the two ran fast home. Getting honked at for crossing the streets, avoiding little hands from children who tried to pet them or the door man who tried blocking their way inside. When you arrived they sat a few feet away from the door waiting for your arrival. “Hi boys.” You smile at them warmly. Dropping your things on the empty table, and leaned to pet their heads.
“Really needed this date today. Probably the last times I’ll be happy.” You sigh. Looking around, the small apartment was now filled inside of boxes. No decor as now there were plain cream walls. When the night came and you said your goodnight’s, Hyuck couldn’t sleep. The guilt eating him, he must do something to help you out. He can’t let you sleep on the streets because of him. And as the apartment slept, he stayed up thinking of ways to help you. By the time the sun began to come out, he thought of the perfect idea.
He waited for you to leave. When you did, he scavenged through the piles of paper. “What are you looking for?” “The eviction notice. Help me find it Johnny.” It took a while but when found, he told Johnny to stay. “I’ll be back promise.” “Where are you going now?” “To fix the mess I caused.” Getting to the end of the block, the route to your work was to the left. One he’s grown used to taking for years now, but in this case he didn’t. Instead he took a right turn. Where his home was located at. He feels a sense of nostalgia when his home comes in view. He didn’t hear much chatter inside, then again everyone doesn’t sleep until 3 in the morning so makes sense they would still be asleep. Walking up to the porch he begins to scratch at the door.
It’s currently eight in the morning, Jaemin must be up. And he continues to scratch. He whines and barks in hopes someone will open the door. He gets impatient when nothing happens. Looking up he sees the doorbell, his climbing skills had gotten better for all the many attempts of sneaking out of the apartment room. Jumping on Renjun’s pot plant, he rings the bell. Pressing it many times until someone came to the door. And like he expected, Jaemin opened it. Having bed hair, eyes droopy, sweats and an oversized shirt. He squints his eyes as the brightness outside blinded him. Looking down, he sees the Maltese dog. Furrowing his brow, he squats. “Hey I’ve seen you before…” Absolutely confused as to why a dog appeared at his front porch, he notices the crinkled sheet of paper in his mouth. Grabbing it, he’s opened it to seeing the bold letters saying Eviction Notice. Reading it, at the end has your name. “Y/n y/l/n? Hey I remember you now.” Picking him up, Jaemin runs his head.
“Are you lost? Or are you trying to find a new home?” Hyuck didn’t seem to care of such offer. Maybe a month ago when he was desperately trying to leave but now, you were his concern. Taking him inside, he lets him roam around. Hyuck noticed nothing has changed only the atmosphere. Everything seemed so gloomy. While Jaemin kept reading at the paper, Hyuck used this opportunity to walk up the stairs. His room the furthest away came to view and he made his over there. Door slightly opened, he walked in. He missed his room, everything went untouched. “Y/n could stay here.” That was his plan.
“You’re crazy Jaemin.” Jeno told him. “Yeah we don’t even know them” Renjun buts in. “But they know Hyuck.” “From work. They weren’t even friends.” Currently in Chenle’s lap, Hyuck slightly growls. He didn’t like the false statement given by Jeno. Then again they didn’t even know who you were and the friendship you two once had. “They can help us find him.” “How?”
“They live here, while in return help us find Donghyuck.” “So where do you propose they stay?” “…In his room.” “You’ve gone mad.” The group of boys couldn’t seem to come to an agreement which Hyuck notices just how far fetched his idea was. Maybe he didn’t think it all through.
“And if he returns? Do we kick them out or what?” “We can make some sort of agreement. They save enough for a new place while we find him.” The room went quiet and it only made Donghyuck nervous. What if they said no? For sure you’d end up on the street. Eyes looked at one another, no words said yet in the end it seemed like they all came up with the same answer. “Okay.”
The day went normal until it went bizarre. Not many customers came in which was unusual. Then the elderly woman entered, saying how your days were going without the constant nagging of Donghyuck. “You know…I kinda miss him. Yeah he has his annoying moments but, I really do miss him.” “Give him time, he’ll find his way home.” It wasn’t much with what she said that was odd just the mood she set. Then Jeno and Jaemin arrived. At first they ordered and it wasn’t until they were going to leave that they dropped the bomb shell on you.
“Would you like to live with us?” Eyes widen you stare at them as if one had lost a head. “Uh…come again?” It seemed forever to really register what they had to say but what was the cherry on top, is you agreeing to move in. Tomorrow would be the last day of your stay and by some miracle (or pup), you got yourself a new home for the time being. They helped you move out, and while one by one Donghyuck’s friends carried out boxes Johnny looked at Haechan. “Was this your plan?” Nodding, he looks back at his friends conversing with you. “My room is empty. Might as well put it to good use.” The move in was somewhat awkward. You didn’t really know them but was glad they seemed to have been welcoming. Entering Hyuck’s room you felt weird being in there. Wrong. Looking around, you see the pictures of him and his friends. A few with his family and a smile on your face appears. Sitting on the edge of his bed, you look around his room. He a neat boy, like how you remembered him being.
Getting on the bed, Johnny makes himself at home. Hyuck walks over to you, letting you set him on your lap. “I don’t think I should be here Haechan.” You felt skeptical of the whole ordeal, Hyuck was already getting ready to find a way to make you stay. While he looked back at Johnny for help, you sat him down. Watching you get closer to his gaming desk, he wonders what you’re looking at. Then he remembers what was sitting on top of it. “Is this me?” Picking up the frame, it was of you and Donghyuck in the eleventh grade. He had given you a piggy back ride, a grin on your face and on Donghyuck’s face too. It’s been years since the eleventh grade and yet the memories felt fresh in mind. Walking back to the bed, you lay down staring at it. The two immediately by your side. For the first time since the news, you managed to cry a year for Donghyuck’s disappearance.
Your ‘hatred’ for him had washed away and you now grieved for his absence. Licking your face, Haechan tried to wipe away your tears. For a while it’s all you could do, cry. And when you cried yourself to sleep, Hyuck was too sadden to even move. Now Johnny was left to console the both of you. No matter how confusing the situation between the two were, he never pushed to figure it out. He just listened when someone needed his ears.
“I liked them.” Donghyuck’s soft voice says. “But I liked popularity more.” Turning his head slightly to watch you sleep, he feels his heart squeeze once more. Tears stains on your cheeks. “I always wanted them to feel the same, but when they finally did I pushed them away. Told them, they weren’t good enough.” Johnny didn’t know how to respond, he didn’t judge the boy. He didn’t criticize him, or shame him. Instead he rested his large head on top of his as he watched the two of you sleep. Many made mistakes, he knows that. He’s always hoped he would some day turn human again, but seeing how hurt Hyuck was, now he could just pray the two of you could mend the broken friendship you two once had.
By the next morning, you still felt a tad awkward. You were glad how welcoming the guys were, Renjun knocked on your door, inviting you for breakfast. Chenle made some funny & unfunny jokes. Mark clumsily spilled some orange juice on you in which Jaemin helped clean. And Jisung much like you, shyly smiled and chuckled to one another. The two doggy friends watched from a distance. Hyuck watched Jeno insist to you he’d like to feed them. “You sure? I don’t want to bug you.” “No! No really my pleasure.” Setting the water and food bowls down, he went to pet them. Hyuck as a joke wanted to nip his hand but was given a low growl from Johnny. “Don’t ruin it Haechan.” With a huff, he agrees and lets Jeno pet him. “Cute pup.” “I’m not a pup.” He’d mutter, Johnny to preoccupied in eating. For the days continuing, Hyuck could only smile gladly how well things were settling. You bonded well with everyone. You and Renjun loved cleaning. You games with Jeno and Chenle a lot. Kept Jaemin company when he cooked food. And while Jisung was still shy, you managed to get him to open up more. Now more comfortable to go to you with whatever was troubling him. A younger brother you always wanted.
And while things were going great, Hyuck still hated how sad you were the minute the door to his room was closed with you inside. It’s why you were always out, always avoided it as much as you can. He kept whining each time you began to slip a tear, you didn’t want the boys to see you in such a mess so you tried crying when Haechan wasn’t around. That didn’t work because he was attached to your hip, and in nights when you cried yourself to sleep you kept him outside with his bed so that he wouldn’t whine. “Little one what are you doing outside?” Johnny would say with a yawn, lately he loves spending his nights in Jisung’s room mainly because the boy keeps a lot of snacks in there. Jisung could never say no to Johnny, not with those pretty brown eyes. Having been scratching your door for the past ten minutes with whines to get you to open the door but to no avail, the door stayed close. “They keep locking me out, I need to be in there! Johnny help me.” Continue to scratch the door, Johnny sighs. Taking a seat and soon the door opens to Jeno’s room opens.
“Haechan? What’s wrong little guy?” “Okay why does everyone keeps calling me little?! I just stopped growing at a smaller body size!” A yawn escapes Jeno as he walks over to your door. Going to open it he hears faint sniffing coming from inside. You were crying he noticed. He didn’t know much about what you and Hyuck had, but he does know to not intrude and demand an explanation. “You know what? How about you come to sleep in my room for the night yeah?” “No! Damn it Jeno! Open the door!” “Give them space Haechan, it’s best if they figure their emotions out.” Huffing, he had no other choice but to let Jeno take him away. Another door opens, a faint tired voice speaks out. “Johnny.” Jisung calls for him, rubbing his eyes as he woke up with the other side of his bed empty. Walking inside his room, Jisung closes his door. “There you are boy.” At this point claiming Johnny as his. In Jeno’s room, Hyuck was placed on the boy’s bed, Jeno was about to return to his game but he froze when seeing Haechan stare up at him. “You have freakishly human looking eyes.” He tells him.
Deciding to end the game, he turns his devices off and gets in bed with Haechan tucked in too. “You seem super loyal to them.” He whispers to him. Careful to not wake any one up. Staying still and choosing to just simply listen, Hyuck settles down and listen. “I’ve noticed how sad they’ve been lately but I feel like I might be crossing the line if I ask. I also see how they never want to be in their room, I don’t know. Maybe they find it weird to be in there, I still don’t like the idea of them taking his room for the time being. Feels like we’ve replaced our best friend.” Closing his eyes as Jeno begins to pet him softly. “I miss him, the game matches aren’t the same with out him. House isn’t as loud as they used to be, and even if the aegyo annoyed the hell out of me, I miss his. I wonder where he is, why did he leave? Was it us? I guess I may never know, and that thought alone frightens me.” Turning off his lights, Hyuck tries to stay put. Not being able to see, he uses his hearing to depict whether his best friend was asleep or not.
Lifting his head when he heard the even breathing. He sighs sadly, “I’m sorry I wasn’t the best of friends you deserved to have.” Getting back under the blankets, Hyuck decides to call it a night. The alarm went off, that’s how he spent the morning off. A groan comes from Haechan as he tries to bury himself under the pillows. Getting out of bed, Jeno turns it off and tiredly goes to take a shower. ‘Work right.’ Hyuck thinks. As he hears the shower head turn on he tries to go back to sleep, but he hears your door open. Perking his head up, he climbs down with a thud. Barking to be let out, he hears you knock. “Hello? Jeno? Oh Haechan!” Running out the door happily. He makes circles around you. Even when you can’t make sense of him, it’s obvious he’s happy to see you and wants to check up on you.
“I’m okay Haechannie.” Picking him up, you two walk over to the kitchen, prepping his breakfast where the maknae’s were already eating. “Morning!” Smiling at them, you greeted them as well. “Since the older fellas are going to work today, and it’s your day off, you can come and take a walk with us at the park.” Chenle asks you. “Okay yeah sure.”
The walk ended up taking longer than expected. Instead the group plus the dogs took the entire day out for themselves. Going shopping, eating and conversing about god knows what. For the first time since moving in, Hyuck has finally seen a legitimate smile on your face. His tail always wagged each time he saw you with a smile, at one point it kept wagging in Johnny’s face he had to get up and move on the other side of you. “Hi Johnny, are you bored?” You cooed at him, currently watching Chenle and Jisung bicker about what movie they wanted to watch when getting home. Inside a candy store where you happened to be in front of the chocolate section, your favorites not in sight.
Haechan scowls when Johnny is given head rubs. Johnny felt the jealousy practically radiating off of the Maltese but he chooses to ignore it and relish the comfort of your hand. Hearing him scoff, “Whatever I can get those too anytime I want.” Johnny opens an eye and sees him continuing to stare. “Jealous?” “Jealous?!” Another scoff from him and he stands from his sitting position. “Think you’ve been eating too much kibble.” “So when will it be time for you to admit your feelings for them?” “Stop talking nonsense Johnny it’s not good for you.” “Whatever you say,” The head rubbing stopped as you went to another aisle and look for other candy to purchase. Going to follow, he notices Haechan still looking at the chocolate section.
“You ready to pay?” Chenle asked you. You weren’t going to buy much, only a few in your hand and you nodded. “Alright, I still need to check if they have my sour patch kids, you can get in line before it gets longer.” The store was pretty packed, only two cashiers so it took a while. When it was your turn, you had set your items on the counter. “Found everything you were looking for?” The cashier asked you kindly, he looked pretty stress by having to deal with many customers. “Yeah, although I couldn’t find a box of my favorite chocolates-“ A bark interrupts you causing you to look down, you see Haechan with a box of chocolates in his mouth. Preferably the ones you wanted. Gasping, you grab them from him in bewilderment. “How the…” Setting them on the counter you smile at the cashier happily.
“Never mind, my dog found them.” He chuckles as he looks over the counter and seeing Haechan wag his tail happily. His attention dead set on you. “Cute dog.” You laugh and nod, “Pretty smart too.” You smile down at him and Johnny sees Hyuck visibly shake in content. As you pay for your items, Haechan turns his head over at his friend. “What?” “No crush you say?” “Oh shut up Johnny.” Getting up to walk over to Jisung as he was the first to finish paying, he waited outside with him. The entire plan of today was to go to the park and now that it was currently 5 in the afternoon, the five of you were finally there. Thankfully not many people were there as the sun was already setting. Hyuck and Johnny were currently wrestling which you three found amusing.
It wasn’t intended to stay there until 7 when the sun was down and street lights were beginning to turn on but it was finally time to start heading over to the car. “I’ll put the stuff in the trunk.” Jisung said, “I’ll follow!” Chenle said as he didn’t really like being outside in the dark for too long. Shaking his head, Jisung let’s him follow. “I’ll be there in a second let me tie my shoes.” Nodding, the boys plus Johnny go to the car. Haechan deciding to stay with you, he waits patiently as you tie your shoe laces. ‘Bunny ears, cute.’ He thinks. You haven’t changed much since he last spoke to you properly and not with bickers.
“Can’t believe you still do bunny ears.” Hyuck playfully scoffs at you. “Hey! It’s the only way I know how to tie my shoes!” You laugh as you tie the knot. “See? It’s easy and effective.” Hyuck rolls his eyes as a sheepish grin is present on his face. It was the third time today he had to stop and wait for you to tie your shoes that kept untying.
He’d think it would be the last time until fifteen minutes later you once again stopped to tie your shoes. Stopping you before going to crouch, he does it himself. Pulling at the laces tightly as he ties them quickly and neatly. While doing so, he notices your tongue a bit crooked so he fixes that too. Wiping away the bit of dirt on them, he stands up. “Done.” He smiles at you, failing to notice the blush that slightly creeped its way on your face. Why must you like your best friend?
You finished tying the laces and as you went to pick up your bag you heard rustling behind you. Looking over and seeing Haechan to the side whose attention was on you simply. Furrowing your brow, you turn back but don’t see anything. Not thinking much of it, you stand up with your things, closing your purse as you speak to Haechan. “Ready?” A bark from him and he’s on his feet. His posture changes immediately when the rustling is heard and a lot closer. Growling lowly as to who it could be as he too couldn’t make out the thing behind the noise. Feeling a bit freaked, you begin to take steps away from the large bush near you. “Come on Haechan.” You tell him sternly, walking away quickly. You don’t dare to look back, you began to hear footsteps which only frightened you more and then your arms were tugged.
Yelping, you gasp when a man is getting a hold on you. “Let me go!” You yell. Haechan begins to bark as the man is trying to strip your purse away from you. “Don’t make a sound.” He threatens you, feeling the blade of his knife come with your skin. Shaking in his grasp as his eyes glare into yours. Hyuck continued to bark louder and louder, running over to bite his leg to let go of you. He winces and looks down at the Maltese. “You dumb dog!” He went to kick him but you pushed him back which resulted in him tugging on your hair. Tears begin to fall down your face as he presses the blade further into your skin. Hyuck wasn’t giving up still and as the barks got louder in the (was) quiet park, it ended up gaining the attention of Chenle, Jisung and Johnny.
“Please don’t hurt me!” You plead the man, “Give me your purse!” “Ok! ok!” Going to give it to him, the man doesn’t notice Johnny running over to him. A loud cry comes from him as the hand wrapped around your throat is bitten. Loud growls are heard as he shakes his head aggressively to make the bite force stronger. Getting away from his grip, Chenle and Jisung quickly pull you to them. “Call the police Jisung!” The houses lights near by are beginning to turn on as they get ready to come out. “Are you alright!” One shouts from a distance as they jog over to help. The man currently tackled by Johnny is desperately trying to free himself from him.
Shoving him off, he stands up. Everyone gasps when they see him about to pull a gun. More and more neighbors come out to help, trying to distract him. Advising him to put down the gun. “All I wanted was the purse! Either she hands me it or someone will get hurt!” Hands up in the air as they continue to speak to him. “No need to get violent okay? Just put down the gun.” And for a bit it seemed to be working, but the anger in his eyes should’ve been enough proof to show he wasn’t done making terrible decisions. His eyes were more specifically set on you most of the time. He was angered at failing to steal from you and from this, he now wishes to act his anger upon you. Still on the ground and shaking in Chenle’s arms. You seem to be frozen in your spot wanting nothing more but to simply be in the comfort of your (Donghyuck’s) room.Jisung had already called the police and were currently on their way. There was a silence for a moment, getting the neighbors to think he was about to put down the gun.
“Alright, I will.” As he goes to put it down, he quickly angles it towards you. A chorus of no’s are heard and gasps as they run over to him. Johnny goes to tackle him again but the sound of a gunshot is heard. The man is tackled on the floor, pinned to the ground as the gun is kicked away from his grasp. “Hold him down!” They shout. Looking over at where the shot was fired, they see that you were fine. Everyone was except for your right-hand boy. “Haechan!” Blood was beginning to spill from his abdomen in which the shot was fired into. Jumping in to take the shot, his breathing was lagged. Lying on the grass as he finds it hard to stay awake. Small whines come from him, “No, no Haechan look at me baby.” Brushing away the small fur from his face as his eyes looked distant. “Please Chenle we have to take him to a vet.” You beg him, the sounds of sirens are heard from the distance.
“You guys go, we can handle it from here.” A man who helped tackle him says. Johnny runs over and nudges his head at him. “Come on little one, you can fight through. You’re strong I know that much.” He tries not to panic, finding it hard to keep his cool as Haechan is unresponsive. Only priority is to keep breathing as much as he can. “It hurts.” He whispers softly. Blinking slowly as he’s picked up, a blanket is wrapped around him and is put into Chenle’s car. By now the rest of the guys were called about the situation. The drive there, Haechan was in your arms. He couldn’t focus on much but he could make out your voice. He can practically feel your emotions emitting off you and he wishes he can stand up and lick your tears away but he was feeling tired. Getting rushed inside as they took him away from you, you pulled Johnny close to you as you tried to stay calm.
You don’t know how long he’s been inside getting checked. But you do know it took long that the police officers showed up to get you to answer some questions. Outside, the guys had showed up as well, Jaemin walking over to you, handing you his sweater. “Can you recall what happened that lead the events tonight?” Nodding you spoke, eyes constantly looking back in case the vet walked out with some news of him. But while you were being interrogated, Haechan was getting surgery. Bullet was shot deep inside it caused some internal damage. He lost too much blood and doctor was afraid that he wouldn’t make the night. They managed to stop the bleeding and take the bullet out but as soon as he was bandaged they wanted you to get called in.
“Ms. Y/l/n?” You heard the vet call for you, looking back at the officer, “Would that be all?” “For the moment yes, we will have you called in to the police department to release a statement but for now we will call it a night.” Nodding, you rush inside. “Right in here.” Following, Johnny is having to be stopped by Jeno as he barks to get inside. “Let me in!” By how strong he was, Jisung had to come and help keep him put. “Unfortunately we don’t have the greatest news. The bullet gazed too deep, it did some internal damages, we got the wound to stop bleeding and the bullet out but we believe he might not make the night.” You began to cry as you walk over to Haechan. He wasn’t responsive as the sedative still hadn’t weared off. “We could try everything we can to save him but it may not be enough or we have another way, euthanizing him. Whatever the choice may be, we wanted you to come and see him before it was too late. We’ll give you some time with him alone.”
Closing the door behind them, you break down in sobs. Petting his head as your sniffles are heard throughout the small room. “I’m so sorry Haechannie, you shouldn’t have gotten hurt. I failed to protect you.” While you spoke to him, Hyuck heard you. Yet he couldn’t see you. It was pitch black, he couldn’t move, just heard. “I’m just bad luck.” He wanted to tell you that wasn’t true. He wanted to comfort you and tell you what you’re saying is nonsense but he was just immobile.
“I don’t want to let you go, I can’t.” He felt a tear fall on his fur. He knows it was yours which motivated him to push himself to wake up. He needed to get off of the drugs given to him. “You can’t leave me Haechan, not like this.” Pulling him into your arms, you kiss his head softly. “No matter how stubborn and bratty you could be, you were the best dog I could have ever had.” His nose twitched but that wasn’t enough for him. His eyes needed to him, tail needed to wag and he needed to cover you in sloppy kisses to prove to you he wasn’t going anywhere. “My best friend.” ‘Come on Hyuck!’ He shouts at himself. With all this fighting he began to grow even more tired. Feeling super weak, he just feels sad. Afraid and overall exhausted.
“I’m so sorry I let you down y/n.” A small tear falls down on Hyuck’s face. The tick from the clock just indicated the time going by, time coming closer to his passing. The weather got gloomier, as the boys waited outside and Johnny watched the door intently ready to see you or Haechan come out any time. The windows were being covered in water droplets. And soon thunder was heard following by lightening. You could hear the sound the rain did on the window. Getting louder and harder the more rain it fell. “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for you.” You kiss his head. You didn’t need to make a decision for him, as you knew that choice was ripped from you the moment that bullet was fired. Haechan felt one last head rub being given from you. Sighing contently as he finally got his head rub. Sleep was consuming him slowly and he tried desperately to calm himself down. Only listening to the beating of your heart and voice.
“I love you…” He says one final time before letting himself get consumed by sleep. “I love you.” You hug your best friend tighter. The door is opened and it doesn’t take long for them to know Haechan didn’t make it. “I’m sorry.” It was exceptionally difficult to walk out and have sets of eyes waiting for any news of him. Shaking your head, they get up to pull you in a group hug. The waiting room is filled with your sobs, as you desperately try to calm yourself down. “I’m sorry.” Jaemin tries to console you. Rocking you softly, the ride home was silence. Johnny hadn’t move since he seated himself in the car. He too mourning for his best friend. Caught up in his thoughts, once again pushing away his emotions. He thought he’s gotten pretty good at it yet now that he tries to swallow down the lump in his throat he finds it impossible to do so.
The car engine is turned off, they tried to help you get out and walk you to the house. Not wanting to let you out of their sight. Going to get Johnny out, the door is knocked into them as Johnny runs off. “Johnny!” They shout, going to turn around. Jaemin quickly pushed you forward. “What’s going on?” “Don’t worry, the boys can handle it.” “Jaemin.” “Johnny ran off but it’s nothing they can’t handle, come on you need to sit.” “What?! He’s run off! I have to go after him-“ “Y/n please you’re hurting, just let me take care of you, the boys are already chasing him down the street.”
Your worries only spreads. You couldn’t focus on anything no more, the loss of Haechan and now the running of Johnny had you in a frenzy. Running your hand through your hair, you simple couldn’t calm yourself. The night kept going and the storm continued on. Johnny didn’t know where he was going just that he needed to be away as far as possible. Yeah it wasn’t fair to you, but he just felt as if he couldn’t think. He wanted to cry, scream and break anything in sight. He heard the boys yell his name but he paid no mind just continued on running. His black shiny fur was soaked by the time he found a dry spot. Panting as he finally let his tears out. Letting the rain combine itself with his tears. He should’ve done more. He kept telling himself that. If only he hadn’t stopped tackling the man, Haechan would still be alive. Then again that was his destiny all along, to stay forever alone. Was he a fool to think his best friend would always stick around.
He doesn’t know whether he’d ever come back. He can’t see himself doing that, it hurts to know he’s only making your grieving worse he can’t seem to force himself to be in an environment where the memory of Hyuck still lingers. Getting shoo’ed by the restaurant manager he was by, he took the rest of his night walking down the wet muddy streets.
You didn’t come into work the next day. The entire house was quiet. The solemn look on their faces when they came home to tell you they couldn’t bring Johnny back broke you. Spending most of your morning in your room, they didn’t bother to get you out of bed or to tell you breakfast was ready. They knew you needed your space and so they did just that. They didn’t notice how lonely the house once was when there weren’t any pets. Now playing with their food, they glance over at the empty food bowls that had Haechan’s and Johnny’s name printed on them. No one dared to talk as they for once had nothing to discuss. Only the clanking of the plates were heard. Jeno checked the time and noticed it was closer to making your way down the police station. “I’ll be taking y/n to the station.” Nodding, they watch him drop his dishes in the sink and go to his room to dress up.
Having to make your way over, involved passing the same park that had you going to the station in the first place. Head down as you refused to look at the spot in which you will forever haunt you. Driving by various of shops and stores, you guys drive by alleys as well. A very dirty and trashy one in particular. With a groan, the figure wakes up with a massive headache. Vision blurred for a bit as their sight comes in view. Smell was horrendous and feeling soreness all over them. Getting up tiredly, they wince as they grip their stomach. Looking down, there was nothing. No scar or bruises. Then they notice their arms, and legs…their fingers and abs. Gasping they sit up and look over at a small puddle that the rain made overnight. Eyes widen as they take in the sight.
“I’m human!”
“See that wasn’t so bad.” Jeno tries to lighten up the mood. Parked in front of a McDonald’s, where he hands you your order. Just left the station half an hour ago where you thought you spent an eternity in there. Sighing, you take a sip from your drink. “All those questions exhausted me.” You two sat on the car eating, the eye bags and puffiness were proof that you didn’t get much sleep last night. With a sad smile, Jeno started up the car and drove you two home.
“I’m sorry for everything you’re going through. Wish I can say more…” “Not your fault. Shit happens and no one can predict it.” Looking at him, he glances at you when he can before his attention is back on the road. “Life sucks.” He chuckles and nods. “That, you are correct.” Driving into the parking space, you two get out and head inside. You heard voices speaking which in contrast to the silence from the morning. Walking into the living room, you freeze when you see everyone gathered to hug one individual in particular.
“Donghyuck?” You gasp. Turning around, he smiles at you softly. “Hey…missed me?” Jeno catches up to you, confused as to why you were frozen in your spot until his eyes meet his friend. “Hyuck!” Running over to him where he pulls him in a tight hug. A few of the guys behind them were wiping tears at the return of their absent friend. “Where the hell have you been?! Were you lost? Kidnapped? Are you okay?” Nodding to all of them, he pulls away from the hug. “I’m okay guys, I am. I just, gosh it’s complicated to explain.” As the boys kept questioning him and his well being his eyes were still on you. Deciding to just let the group of friends be, you retreat yourself to your room, well now old room. Hyuck wanted talk to you, he wanted to hold you and tell you the truth of where’s he’s been at all along. It felt like forever until the group settled down, one by one they asked him about his whereabouts. They couldn’t believe he was staying with a stranger. “A woman?” It was even more confusing how he kept telling him he found it hard to go home and didn’t have much access. “I just got comfortable at some point and now I’m here.” “So you were held captive.” “Not exactly…”
The boys watched him in wonder. Jisung leans over to Jeno in concern, “You think he got Stockholm Syndrome?” He whispered not so loudly. Rolling his eyes, Hyuck stands up. “Well if I must, I’m going to excuse myself.” Making his way back to his old room, he knocks softly. Door slightly agaped and he sees you inside, packing a suitcase. “Don’t know if you heard but, I’ve been camping in your room for some time. Deal was, soon as you came back. I’d leave so, I should be out in a few hours. Will come back for the rest of my-“ Taking the shirts away from you, he sets them on the bed. Closing the door behind him, “Don’t go.” “What?” “I said don’t go.” Eyeing him up, “You’ve changed…usually you would’ve said some snob comment and snapped your fingers at me-“
Walking over to you, he cuts you off by kissing you. It’s something never in a million years would you have expected that. All the emotions you held, the tears you thought had already shed for him only reappeared once more. Hyuck felt a tear fall on him, yours. He also felt you pull him in closer. Pushing him back you shake your head. “Y/n-“ “Don’t.” Turning around to continue packing, he gets a hold of your hand. “Donghyuck let go.” “No, please I need to talk to you.” “What? Are you going to sass me or say something incredibly rude? Oh I know! You’re going to say I can never be considered as your type and not good enough for you right? Or are you going to blame me for ruining our friendship-“
“No! No! If anything I want to apologize to you. I know I’m many years late, I know I fucked up and for that I’m ready to not ever be forgiven but you have to know that as much of a prick I was I do love you.” “Love me? Did you love me the day you humiliated me or threw my feelings in the bin like a piece of trash?” More tears began to slip past your sockets and so as him. “Besides why does it matter anyway? It’s been years, I thought you’d want to ask why I was even staying in your room”
“You were evicted.” “They were quick to tell you-“ “No I knew all along.” “Oh yeah were you spying on me the entire time you disappeared- disappeared…” A loud smack is heard from down the hallway. A loud yelp from Hyuck is heard in the living room. “OW! What was that for?” Rubbing the red spot inflicted by you, you glare at him. “How can you run away like that! You had everyone so worried! You had me worried!” “Really?” Preferring to stay quiet, you turn away from him. “Doesn’t matter, I don’t matter to you.”
“Please don’t say that.” “It’s true.” Slamming the suitcase shut before you get to put anymore clothes, you sigh and look up at Hyuck. “You want to know where I was this entire time?” Nodding your head softly, he holds your face. “I was always by your side.” “Huh?” “You couldn’t really recognize me with all of the fur, but at least you gave me a name. Haechan.” Backing away from him, you stay confused. “How…” Scoffing, you look away, hands on your hips as you begin to laugh. “This must be a joke, you know I just lost him yesterday and to THINK you can stoop so low and make a complete joke out of it!” Shaking his head, he walks closer to you. “I’m not joking y/n, the old lady at the cafe gave me this chocolate piece of candy. I ate it and felt sick, I passed out and woke up as this Maltese dog. I didn’t know where I was until I found you walking home so I followed.”
“Okay you need to go to the hospital and get yourself checked.” “Y/n I’m not lying!” “And I’m not buying it!” Huffing, he ruffled his hair stressfully. “Johnny’s human too! He too got cursed by the old woman but for a different reason.” “Different reason?” “Yes, I got casted because of how egotistical I can be which I truly apologize really, Johnny became a dog because he kept pushing people away and always wanting to be left alone. His punishment is to feel lonely while as a dog and learn what it feels like to have company and appreciate the beauty of it.”
“Hyuck please, just please. I can’t, I’m going through enough. I lost both of them Hyuck. Both! If this is your way of lightening up the situation your just sick-“ “We followed you to your work! It was getting late and we went to a Chinese restaurant. You sat me on your lap and afterwards walked back home because the buses didn’t accept pets on board. If I was lying I wouldn’t have said something you never once told anyone right? And Mark, you went on a date with him which um…well uh I kinda followed, you know just to make sure he wouldn’t try to do things you weren’t comfortable doing.”
His eyes averted between you and the floor. Rubbing his arms nervously as he waited for a response. The more the room went silent the more his nervousness grew. “Please say something.” He almost whispers it. Standing up, you wrap your arms around him. “Your a real pain in the ass you know that?” You mumble in his neck. Wrapping his arms around your torso, he nods. Holding you tightly not wanting you to pull away too soon. “I know, I’m trying to not overdo it.” You snort and agree. Leaning his head against you, he wipes your tear. “I’m sorry I made you cry, I know I’ve been making your life a living hell. Forever will carry that guilt.” “You defended me last night.” He nodded, pecking your nose softly as he pulls back.
Holding your hand, he motions for you to sit on the bed with him. “Well yeah, I may have been small but I tried with what I could. Wish I could’ve done more.” “Hyuck you died for me, you did enough for me.” “Well technically I didn’t die since I’m still here and breathing but-“ Groaning, you lay your head on his shoulder. “See!” “What?” “Making remarks like that just makes me want to tug your hair.” “What?! Why? I’m just saying I can’t die if I’m still alive and well??” Laying back on his bed, you two laugh and look up at the ceiling. “Please forgive me y/n. I know what I said earlier, but I really do mean what I said. I love you.”
Gulping, you nod. “I uh, still have things I need to sort out. I mean how can I be sure this isn’t you messing with my feelings again-“ “Then let me prove it. Let me take you on a date.” “First day back as a human and already trying to date your once owner?” “Don’t word it like that!” Laughing, you nod. Pecking his cheek as he shuts himself up and blushes. “Don’t think I forgive you yet. What you did still hurts like hell, you’re not off the hook yet.” “And so I’ll wait until the day you’re ready.”
“I’m really glad you’re back.” You whisper to him. Tilting his head, he smiles warmly at you. “Me too.”
THREE MONTH LATER
“You know you guys can still back out and just continue living with us?” Jeno tries to convince you guys. Chuckling, you two shake your heads. Dropping the many boxes on the floor to your guys empty apartment. “Thanks, but no thanks.”
The pass three months Haechan has been determined to gain your trust back. Taking you on dates, lowering his snarky comments, becoming more aware of your feelings. He’s just become the old friend you once knew, that including your feelings for him. Now that, that is still scary to admit. For now, you two have decided to live together as roommates. Nothing more, nothing less…(for now).
And now, here you guys were moving everything in. The boys tiredly sat on the floor as they wiped sweat off their foreheads. “What do you guys carry in these boxes?” Renjun blows the piece of hair off of his forehead. “Clothes?” You say to them. “Too many clothes.” Chenle huffs as he lays flat on the cold floor. The apartment had three rooms total, a spare that you guys didn’t know what to use it for. There’s been a few bickering moments where you wanted it to be a guest bedroom, and Hyuck wanted it as a gaming room. When the boys left, you still looked around the place in awe. It wasn’t the best but knowing you had your own home left you feeling content.
“I want it to be a guest bedroom Haechan.” You tell him again. Haechan had now been Hyuck’s official nickname, the name will forever hold special meaning and even if you’ve been calling him that for a month now he still smiles at the mention of it. Pulling you to sit down next to him, he sighs. “Okay, fine. But! I need to make sure our guest is someone we feel absolutely comfortable with and not some stranger that is living with us just to sleep in.” “So you want another roommate?” “Only then will I accept.” “Ok!”
Making the flyers and spreading it on social media didn’t take long. Living in a city where it was a bit too pricey to be living in, people have been coming in a lot. It seemed like the interviews were dragging on and on. Almost felt unsure whether you and Haechan would actually find the perfect roommate. “Well that’s the last of them for today.” He sighs and goes to close the door. Raising a brow when the door is stopped, he looks down and sees a foot. Opening the door he sees a tall man stand in the door way. “Can I help you?”
“I’m here for the extra room offer?” He smiles at him. Haechan felt a chill run up his spine as he looks him in the eyes. Way to familiar eyes. “Sorry we are done for the day.” “Aw man, that’s a shame.” “Yeah…” Shaking your head, you notice how awkward it had gotten. Getting up and walking over to him, you slightly push Haechan aside. “We can fit in one more, what’s your name?”
“Johnny.”
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These Entangled Paths (pt 2) | mafia!bts reaction
[How You Met] — Hyung Line
— “Well, look who I ran into,” crowed Coincidence.
In which, you cross paths with a man, who, unbeknownst to you, holds the city by the neck in fear. Your life will never be the same.
Word Count: 4,775 (i-it’s longer than the prev one haha (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ can’t you just tell I’m a slut for hyung line)
Content/s: oblivious!y/n, mysterious/sus behavior from the boys (esp yoongs and joon here) lol, meet-cutes?? FLUFF, crack, feels, JOON is called JOHN bc haha, u have an annoying ex here :DDD, blood, sTAB sTAB, cursing, Mafia AU
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A/N: MERRY CHRISTMASSS!!! (it’s xmas now in the ph hehe) Ah yes, nothing spells Christmas like a Mafia AU reaction :DDD (im not feeling particularly festive I’m sorry AHWHAHAh) anyways HERE IS HYUNG LINEEE!!! I hope you guys enjoy reading this!!
KIM SEOKJIN
You were a simple woman. You see an irrevocably handsome man, you respectfully simp from a distance. The stranger had broad shoulders and a gentlemanly aura to him. You caught a glimpse of his face at some point, and you were so taken aback by his beauty that you had to step away and duck somewhere else, intimidated by being in his beautiful presence.
How could you dare approach him, too?
Compared to the man’s clean, business casual look, you were currently dressed in sweats and a three-day old oversized hoodie at the peak of lazy and unkempt comfort. You like to think that you dress up quite nicely, but it was a Friday, after all. You had to stay cozy and laidback after a long week of hustling.
Deciding that was enough simping for the day, you head to the cashier with hopeful wishing of seeing the man again when you’re in a more decent get up.
When you got there, there was no line. It was late, you suppose, and that would mean there are only a total of three people in the store. The young lady at the counter gives you a tight-lipped smile and a not-so-enthusiastic ‘good evening’, but you don’t mind at all. You understand the hustle of having to deal with different people throughout the day.
You then notice her glancing behind you in between scanning the chips and cookies you were stocking for movie night. There was a sparkle of awe in her once tired expression, and it sort of bums you. Taking a sneak peek behind you, you nearly had a heart attack seeing the handsome stranger you were gawking at earlier.
Alas, you were not as discreet as you had hoped, seeing as your little crush catches you and was amicable enough to give you a small smile. You manage a smile back, but instantly whip back towards the cashier who was still stealing glances. If you weren’t so embarrassed and flustered yourself, you would’ve chuckled. Girl, same.
The last of your items were going through, and you fiddled with your hoodie as you waited. “Here you go,” she actually smiles at you this time after finishing your groceries. Ah, so the handsome man has given her motivation. Understandable.
You take the two bags waiting for you to bring them home, attempting to balance them in your arms. The stranger moves forward to help when one bag nearly slipped from your grasp. “Thanks,” you politely smile back at the both of them.
Mayhaps doing your bi-weekly grocery shopping had its perks after all.
“Everyone put your hands up!”
Or not.
Not even making it three steps from the counter, two men with guns barge into the doors. Startled, you jump, bumping into the man behind you and almost dropping your goods, had it not been for him catching you by the arms with a secure grip. You throw a glance at him with your wide eyes, alarmed with the situation at hand.
Everyone is suddenly so awake and alert.
The one with the grey hoodie sees the lack of response. “I said put your hands up!” he barked aggressively, as the black masked one focused on the poor cashier girl, telling her to empty out the cash register.
Having no chance to retaliate, you shakily set your bags down and to follow the muggers’ orders. "Give me your wallet," you were told, and you hand it over with shaking hands, choosing to be broke and alive rather than dead.
Bad luck doesn't run out soon, however, and the thin gold bracelet your grandmother gave you catches his eye. "Give me the bracelet, too," he tells you, but, this time, you shake your head profusely. You can't. She was the one who raised you—your last family.
Everything happened quickly.
You feel the pain shot through somewhere in your shoulder and wrist. Someone had pulled you aside but the bullet still struck you. As you fall onto the linoleum floor, you realize it was the stranger from before, and he doesn't stop his advances in saving you either.
With a quick but precise hit, he manages to incapacitate the hooded robber, knocking him out on the ground with a bleeding nose, and takes the gun from his hold. He points it at the one guy left before looking at the cashier. "Call the cops," he tells her, before hitting him too.
The wound on your left shoulder hurts like hell, but you nonetheless crawl towards the first unconscious robber and hesitantly fish your wallet from him. A few tears run down your cheeks, the weight of the events crashing down on you.
"Are you alright, miss?"
You look up and see the savior of the grocery store before you with his hand extended out. Coming back to reality, you see that he and the cashier have tied one of the robbers up already.
Reluctantly, you use your right arm, but still bite back a cry in pain. You were instead propped against the counter. "Breathe," he tells you, putting pressure against your wound to stop the bleeding. "The ambulance will get here soon. Don't worry."
His words, however, barely register as you watch the cashier tie the last masked man behind him. Suddenly, you feel a gentle caress on your cheek, turning your head away from that sight. "Hey, what's your name?" The man asks you, plump lips forming a small smile.
"What?" you ask, incredulous.
The stranger chuckles a little at your expression. "Come on," he insists.
You soon realize that he's keeping you occupied for the time being. You give a wry smile. "(Y/N)," you hiss at a sudden shot of pain, "My name is (Y/N)."
He smiles more at the progress. "What a pretty name, (Y/N)," he tells you, as the faint sound of sirens reach your ears. "My name's Seokjin. You can call me Jin."
"Are you a doctor, Jin?" you heave.
"Sort of," Seokjin shrugs, brushing back a part of your hair that flew over your bloody shoulder.
"Sort of?"
Seokjin goes silent for a few moments. "I was a med student, but I…" he trails off, "I had to drop out."
You notice him holding back a grimace, but you don't say anything. "Oh," you give him a playful yet tired grin, "I don't have to pay you, do I?"
As the paramedics rush in, Jin walks alongside them as they assist you to a stretcher. "I'd do anything free for a pretty lady," he muses, making you half-heartedly roll your eyes in spite of the smile on your face.
"Sir, I’m literally bleeding, right now.”
MIN YOONGI
Train rides were relatively peaceful, especially when you were on your way to the countryside.
However, just as the train’s low rumble almost began to lull you to sleep, the sound of someone rummaging through something woke you up. You open your eyes and see a man with dirty blond hair going through the bag of the passenger you had seen sitting by himself earlier. The man from before was a pale, platinum blond guy in a hoodie, certainly not whoever this man is.
With the owner currently nowhere to be seen, you took it upon yourself to do the questioning. “Excuse me,” you cautiously began, craning your head and clutching your own messenger bag, “what are you doing, sir?”
The man almost jumps at the sound of your voice. Fortunately, with your sudden intrusion, he wasn't able to get anything from the bag. “I’m getting something for a friend,” he curtly says, “he's in the bathroom.”
You knew for a fact that the pale man earlier was alone, and while his last statement may be true, you could sense something awry. Could he be a snatcher or something?
Nonetheless, something in you urged you to save the bag from him. “That's cool," you quip, standing up, “he’s my friend, too. What are you looking for then?”
The both of you know that the other is lying, and so a glaring battle ensues. You weren't as intimidating as the man before you, but you held your ground and took the bag in your hands. “Don't meddle with someone else's business, lady,” he tells you, taking a step forward in an attempt to intimidate you.
You must admit, his towering build and inked skin does the work, but the adrenaline rushing through your veins makes you reckless. “Take your own advice, big guy,” you force a smile, strengthening your grip.
Just then, an attendant comes by, sensing a commotion in your area. “Is everyone alright in here?” she asks.
You take the chance as it has presented itself. “Yeah,” you lie through a smile at the young woman, “I was just about to go.”
It was fortunate that the man didn’t seem to want to draw anymore attention towards him. You were able to slip past and almost bolt through the train section, hugging both your bag and the stranger’s. You have no idea why you were doing this. Yes, you’ve experienced getting robbed on a train before, but to run off with a person’s bag makes it feel like you’re the thief around here.
“Oof—”
You stagger back as you bump into someone, only to realize that it was the owner of the bag himself. He looks at you suspiciously once he recognizes his bag in your hands. You were quick to offer him his bag and explain yourself to him. “Someone,” you wheezed, “tried to—to steal your bag, sir.”
His eyes followed your finger down the compartment where you both sat in earlier. Something seems to click in his head. “What did he look like?” he then asks, wordlessly taking his bag from you.
You huff, leaning against a wall to compose yourself, exhaustion from the panic and escaping taking a toll. “Tall, dyed dirty blond hair, there,” you take a deep breath, “there was a snake tattoo around his neck I think?”
The man hisses under his breath, before stealing a glance at your hunched figure still trying to catch your breath. “Are you okay?” he asks, securing his bag by shoulder.
“Yeah,” you attempt to grin, only for it to become a grimace. “Just a little shaken.”
Watching as the man was still throwing cautious glances at where you came from, you took the chance to explain yourself a little more. “Snatchers suck, been there before,” you tell him, “I didn’t want the same thing to happen to you so—”
“Fucking bastards,” he suddenly cursed, making the words stop from your mouth.
“What?” you ask, offended at first, but you notice his attention still wasn't on you. Turning around to follow his gaze, you see the man from before, only this time he brought two of his friends with him. “Oh no,” you gasp, “that’s him.”
Fingers enclose around your wrist just as the intercom announces the arrival at the next station. “Come on,” the stranger ushers you with him, and amidst the rushing people, you two try and lose your pursuers. Your heart beats faster than ever.
For a moment, you thought that the two of you were meant to leave the train with other passengers, but instead, he pulls you into a bathroom. Even as the train departs once again, the two of you stay and keep quiet, the distant chatter of people filling the already awkward air between you both.
With the silence so stifling, you decided to break it. “I’m (Y/N),” you whisper, taking a good look at the stranger you just got into trouble with. He almost looks like a cat—seems like a cat, too.
“Yoongi,” he simply says, scratching behind his ear.
You don't mind his reclusive nature, but you were hoping for a bit more assurance. You understand the need to hide, and the weight of the situation still worries you. “I’m…” you murmur, “I’m not getting into trouble, am I, Yoongi?”
Yoongi looks at you, and a second passes as he seems deep in thought. “No,” he finally says, “don’t worry.”
The moment he took to answer your question brewed a little doubt in you, but the way he said those words with such finality has urged you to take a leap of faith. “Okay,” you say, a little relief kicking in.
The man before you nods, before pushing himself off the wall he had been leaning against. “I’ll get out first,” he tells you, doing as he had said and leaving you to wait in anticipation.
A moment later, a knock comes onto the door. “Coast is clear,” said his muffled voice from the other side, and you exit as the intercom announces that the train is about to reach the next station.
You look up at him with a small smile. “The next station is my stop,” you tell him, “I hope you get home safe, Yoongi.”
“You too,” Yoongi gingerly nods, before turning to leave. He seems to pause at the last second, however, turning to look at you over his shoulder. “Thanks,” he tells you, “for saving my bag.”
That day, you got off that train thinking it's been the closest thing to an adventure you've had in a while, heart pounding from the adrenaline and a certain stranger.
JUNG HOSEOK
To say that you had very good luck with love would be a lie. You’ve fallen out of love, been toyed with, been ghosted—even the man you had thought you would one day marry had turned out to be a cheater.
You loved Seungyoon with all of your heart. He was your college sweetheart and the two of you even moved to the city together for your respective professions, but that was in the past—six months ago, to be exact.
Six months ago, you found out he had second thoughts about getting married and cheated on you for several one night stands.
Six months ago, you were running to your friend’s house, crying hysterically after you confronted him and he hit you.
Six months ago, you were greeted by him and his mother begging you to forgive him, and you were proud to say that you didn’t.
Else, you’d be dealing with worse things than now. He was a sweetheart before, but now he’s a scumbag.
“C’mon, (Y/N), hear me out,” Seungyoon whines as he follows you through the streets, having waited outside your new workplace. You have no idea how he managed to find out, when you cut him off of your socials, moved to the other side of the city, and got a new job.
You say the first thing that pops into your head—a complete and utter lie, but you hoped it’d work. “I have a date to go to, Seungyoon,” you tell him, rolling your eyes. “Leave me alone,” you practically beg, “I’ve moved on, so should you.”
This seemed to anger him, as he harshly pulled you back by the arm. “You don’t actually have a date right, sweetheart? You just got off of work!” he grins, but it falls as you only glare at him and force your arm out of his grip. You don’t bother telling him anything anymore, whipping around and walking as fast as you can.
You hear him following you still. His shame still hasn’t ran out, it seems. “Don’t go ignoring me, (Y/N)!” he calls out after you. “(Y/N), you can’t just leave!”
“Watch me!” you bark back, quickly walking towards the nearest restaurant to prove your point. The reasonable side of you retaliates, but it was too late for you to go back now, lest Seungyoon was still looking at you and sees through your lie.
As soon as you enter, you make eye contact with a man sitting all by himself by a corner. His eyes grow wide a little as you continue your march towards him. “Hi,” you force a sweet smile, “please play along.”
The stranger looks at you still, eyes flickering behind you which makes you aware that Seungyoon is still there. You take this as another sign for you to go the extra mile, and sit yourself in the seat before him. There was a certain cold in his eyes, you notice, in the last few seconds of his stare on Seungyoon. It sends shivers down your spine, but you can't really blame him. You were there interrupting his day, after all.
Just as you began to regret your reckless actions, the man eases back to his seat and gives you a smile that takes you aback for a moment. Where did all that intimidating vibe go?
He flags down a waiter, who wordlessly hands him a menu. The red leather and gold details compliment the whole restaurant —compliment him—while you in your white blouse and pencil skirt feel rather dull and simplistic. “What’s my role then, sweetheart?” he then asks, offering you the menu as the waiter pours you a glass of wine. “Lay it on me.”
You flinch at the nickname, which the man before you notices, a light tug down at his lips appearing. You persist, taking the menu from his hand. “We’re on a date,” you declared, before grumbling under your breath, “because my goddamn ex can’t take a hint.”
Your impromptu date chuckles as he must’ve heard the last words. “Ah, pesky boy problems,” he muses, nodding before sipping at the wine glass he had been served. His gaze tingles your skin as he watches you open the menu. “I recommend the steak,” he suggests, but soon waves it off, “Everything’s great, actually. I know the head chef. He’s fantastic.”
Nodding nonchalantly, eyes go wide at the prices you see before you. These are going to burn a whole through your wallet and then some. “So you’re rich, hm?” you playfully muse, trying to hide your shock and grimace. “What a score I’ve landed with a date like you.”
He leans forward a little, giving you a reassuring smile. “There’s no need to worry,” he hushes you, “I’m your date. I’ll take care of it.”
Shaking your head, you refuse to be more indebted to him than you already were. Maybe you’ll just have to be a little careful with money for a few weeks. “It’s alright,” you insist, waving your card. “I’ve bothered you enough already.”
As the two of you stare one another down, he has this calculating gaze that considerably intimidates the utter stubbornness of your own. While your expression pushes forth your decision, he looks as though he's weighing in a lot of thoughts.
Eventually, he concedes into your stare with a shrug. “Alright,” he sighs, but negotiates instead of giving in. “How about we split?”
The idea doesn't sound too bad. As long as you don't go ordering anything too expensive or try for dessert, then you could handle the conditions. “Deal,” you grin, easing back into your own seat.
It then came to you that introductions haven't been made yet. You just busted in and sat yourself down. “I’m (Y/N), by the way,” you tell him, “(Y/N) (L/N).”
He smiles, tilting his glass as if to toast for you. “Jung Hoseok,” he tells you, a spark of something in his eyes.
You don't think much of it, turning to the waiting waiter by your table. “I’ll, uh, get that steak he talked about,” you point out with a smile, looking back at him only to see him taken aback but amused. “What is it?” you ask incredulously with a little chuckle.
Hoseok snaps out of it, giving you a reassuring smile as he does. “Nothing,” he tells you, “I was just thinking about how I did not expect my day to go like this, but I don’t mind it at all, to be honest. Some company is always appreciated.”
Your heart warms a little at his words. “I don’t mind it at all, too,” you beam, sipping at the wine. A bougie dinner, a handsome, rich date, and no Seungyoon? You don’t mind it at all.
KIM NAMJOON
You weren’t the most proud of the town you settled in, but you didn’t really have the money and guts to go anywhere else at the moment. Alas, a lot of trouble comes in such a town—like a bleeding man by the dumpster at the back of the cafe you worked at.
The sight of him nearly makes you hastily throw the garbage bag onto the dumpster and rush to his side. “Oh my god,” you gasp, shocked to your core to see so much blood this close.
Somehow, you manage to get yourself together and lightly tap his cheek, making his eyes sluggishly flutter open. They pierce through your soul, and make your heart beat faster. “Sir, can you hear me?” you ask, “I’ll call an ambulance.”
A weak hand stops you from fishing your phone from your pocket. “No,” you receive a groan in response, and you don't know whether to feel relieved or more panicked.
“What do you mean no?!” you exasperatedly exclaim. “You’re bleeding!”
The stranger still shakes his head. “Don’t,” he weakly insists, “they’ll find me.”.
Though you have no idea who he was talking about, his state still falls into your hands now that you’ve seen him. A recklessly hasty plan forms in your mind. You knew a thing or two about first aid. You could do this, right?
I don’t fucking know! Let’s just wing this!
You take a deep breath and rest your hands on the man's shoulders. "Hey, do you think you can stand up?" you then ask him, getting ready to support his weight. "I'll get you into the back room, but I need your help, okay?"
The stranger manages to nod, grunting at the strength he had to exert to stand. You quickly wrap your arms around him and guide him to the backdoor of the cafe. It was fortunate, somehow, that it was well over closing time and your coworker had to leave early.
You rest him on the floor for a moment, rushing to fetch the first aid kit after instructing him to keep the pressure on his wounds. He’s still there when you come back, now jacketless, and eyes more open as he scans his surroundings.
Flashing him a quick smile, you kneel back at his side. As your fingers hesitate to unbutton his shirt, the stranger does it for you. There are shallow cuts, but deep cuts too. “Do you know someone who might be better at patching you?” you ask him to keep yourself busy, a blush forming on your cheeks. “I only know a little bit about first aid.”
A hiss comes from his mouth before he can answer, as you had begun disinfecting the wound on the back of his shoulder. You give him an apologetic glance and wordlessly offer him a towel to bite on, but the stranger refuses. “I do know someone,” he answers your question instead.
“Would you like to call them then?” you offer, earning a subtle nod this time. Handing him your phone, you continue your attempts as he dials a number.
“Hyung,” he greets, “Yeah… they surprised me, but I’m fine now…”
His conversation goes on and you do your best to mind your own business as you notice him using vague words to keep his own business confidential. As the call ends, however, you watch in horror as the man slams your precious phone on the ground repeatedly until it flickers for a few moments and dies. "What the fuck?!" you gasp, your bandaging coming to a stop as you’re overcome with the urge to smack him. "What did you do that for?!"
The stranger was quick to shush you. "Keep your voice down," he groans, clutching himself as if to protect himself from your wrath.
Venom drips from your words. "You broke my fucking phone, asshole," you snap, swatting at him. "I’m helping you."
Goddamn it! You would've just given him the landline at the counter if he was going to demolish it afterwards!
He catches both of your wrists and manages to hold onto them with a firm grip. "I can't risk it," he tells you, matching a stern, almost authoritative gaze to your furious glare.
You falter at the implication of his words. “Can’t risk what?” you question, but he doesn’t budge, and instead occupies himself with taking care of the other wounds you haven’t patched yet. Your heart races in his silence as the panic starts to set in. "Please, answer me."
Helping out a stranger is something you would never regret, but just what was this man bringing with him? You had expected a mugging, but the sinister mystery of his circumstances tell you otherwise.
The stranger sighs, making you sense a bit of his guilt. “The people that did this to me might trace it to my friends,” he simply tells you. “You’re better off not knowing the rest, trust me.”
His words, as they turn out, don’t do much to ease you. “Shit,” you grit through your teeth, falling back on your butt as you process what he said. What did I just get myself into?!
Sensing your heaving breath, the stranger rests both his hands on your shoulders. “There’s no need to worry, (Y/N),” he tells you, shaking you a little to get his words through.
Your eyes widen at your name falling from his lips. "How did you—"
"Nametag," he answers curtly, the two of you glancing at the item pinned on the left side of your chest. The stranger lets your shoulders go as he goes back to dealing with his other wounds. “I return gratitude generously,” he tells you with a smile that reveals dimples on his cheek. “No one will harm a hair on you. I'll buy you a new phone, too."
His promise does well to calm you a bit. "You're still an asshat for breaking my phone, John," you huff, starting to inch back into helping him. "You have no idea how many months I spent saving for it."
"John?" was his incredulous question.
A light chuckle escapes you. "John Doe," you tell him, as you start on the gash on his stomach. "You know, the name they use to refer to an unknown man," you further explain, "I figured you wouldn’t give me your name."
John leans back and laughs a little himself. "Ah, clever,"
The idle chatter continues as you both work on his injuries, until, eventually, you make him sit on a stool so you could mop up the bloody mess he left behind. While you were out to get rid of the bloody towels, however, you see a car pulling up in front of the cafe with two men stepping out of it.
Immediately, you ran back inside. "There’s a car," you tell John as soon as you could.
A deep furrow becomes of his brows. "How many men are there?"
"Two," you pant, "a tall guy with wide ass shoulders and another with muscles."
John lets out a chuckle, and his ease easily transfers to yours too, as a faint knock comes onto the backdoor. You hesitantly opened the door for them, and you were greeted by the men you saw earlier. They look at you expectantly and you throw a glance at the man you've haphazardly bandaged up.
The wide-shouldered guy checks your bandage work as soon as they come inside. He must’ve been the ‘someone’ that John told you about earlier. “It’s the best I could do,” you nervously tell him, scratching the back of your neck, but you were given an assuring smile.
“It’s alright,” the man tells you as the younger guy goes to easily assist John. “You did a decent job.”
You muster a smile as you guide them out. The car wasn’t far, presumably because they were told that you had taken him through the backdoor of the cafe. "Good riddance, John," you then tell the stranger you had patched up. “Don’t bother coming back with blood on you.”
John laughs, while his two friends are confused with what you called him. “Noted,” he playfully salutes, a thankful glint in his eyes as his parting looms over you both.
Just as the car door was opened for him, he looked back at you one last time. “I’ll get you that new phone, I promise,” he tells you, making you laugh a little.
“You better,” you half-heartedly retort, and while the better of your judgement tells you otherwise, a part of you does hope to meet John again.
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TELLING HIM YOU'RE PREGNANT
ft: Kenma, Akaashi & Aran
Warnings: cursing, babies?
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-Kenma
-He finds out your pregnant because your stupid ass left the empty box of a pregnancy test on the counter.
-Your excitement got the best of you and you wanted to surprise Kenma in a really special way
-What was the best way to do this you may ask?.......
-Cookies.
-Well.............maybe not the best but close enough right
-Let me explain your plan so it makes at least some sense:
1)Got to the store and buy all the ingredients for snickerdoodle cookies
2) Cut the cookies out into letters that spell,
'S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E B-I-T-C-H'
3) Remember to get a baby grey baby onesie and little baby mittens. baby hands are so freaking cute. I can-
4) This step wasn't originally part of the plan but for the sake of future reference- DON'T LEAVE THE FUCKING PREGNANCY TEST BOX ON THE FUCKING COUNTER
-Sadly enough when you got back to your shared apartment your boyfriend was frantically running around with the box in his hands
-Disappointed was an understatement
-The one time. The one time you NEEDED to not fuck something up. What do you do?
-YOU FUCK IT UP
-When he calms down and asks you if you were pregnant you knew that there was absolutely no point in hiding it now
-So you told him and you kind of already knew how to react since you guys have been trying for a little while
-While he was trying to soak in the fact that he was going to be a father he noticed that unlike him, with a huge grin plastered on his face, you just slumped onto the couch and coddled the bag of supplies you bought.
-'What's a wrong kitten."
-You really didn't understand why you were so upset
-I mean you were pregnant and you were extremely excited to have a child with the love of your life
-Heck your husband KENMA KOZUME has been fucking grinning for the past 5 minutes
-'It's nothing. There's no point anymore.'
-Looking into your bag of goodies he kind of pieced together your plan. kind of.
-He did his best.
-'Were you trying to surprise me or......'
-'That's what I was intending to do but I was an idiot like usual and messed it up. one time. this one time I wanted to....maybe......idk....not mess something up'
-' You got cookie dough.......do you want to make them? That might make you feel better.'
-Did you literally spring off of the couch after sulking?
-Yes.
-Did you feel bad because cookies were the only thing that could make you feel better?
-ABSOLUTELY NOT.
-Even though you didn't get to surprise him you guys still had a shit ton of fun making cookies destroying your kitchen.
-Later in the day, after you had your cookies you called Kuroo and told him the news.
-Did you have to hang up on him because he started screeching into the phone?
-Yes.
-Did you hang upon him?
-Yes.
-Sidenote: Your baby is going to be adorable because of both of you and gorgeous.
-Oh and he tells his followers a couple weeks later on his stream and since then they've been insisting you guys do a q & a
-maybe.....
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-Akaashi
-This dude.
-Ugh<3
-Where do I even start?
-He's perfect. ahhhhhh. (why isn't he real. i was born in the wrong dimension.)
-Back to our scheduled programming:
-He notices.
-Let's be honest- he noticed
-He noticed your period was late 'cause he has a period tracker on his phone.
-Picks up on the number of times you have to 'pee'- no one pees that often hun.
-When he notices all your little changes in behaviour and mood and your overall vibe he confronts you about it.
-Yep
-Doesn't seem too bad right?
-Wrong. his mofo straight-up asks you if you are pregnant-
-Just like that. That's it
-You were obviously surprised because you didn't even think he would notice; it's so early into your pregnancy. um.......
-Are you pregnant love?'
-'Um- excuse me?'
-Oh shit. He immediately started questioning whether or not he fucked up.
-I mean who just asks that?
-Before he could reply you continued, 'How the fuq did you notice?'
-' Wait......so you are?'
-Though his reply is kind of boring unexpected, you knew that he was genuinely happy.
-Getting to start a family with the absolute love of his life. The one person he can't live without?-
-Yes, please.
-A couple days prior you had taken a pregnancy test and was planning on waiting a couple days to tell him after you had composed yourself.
-An awkward silence filled the room, both of you making eye contact.
-kindaawkwardngl
-Besides that- you both sat and had a conversation lowkey fantasizing about what great parents you guys would be
-Talking about names and what colour you should paint the nursery
-Y'all don't even know the baby's gender. slow down
-When he goes to bed at night he definitely lays awake with the cutest smile on his face thinking about the fact that he actually is starting a family with you
-AHHHHHHH.
-This family is going to be so freaking cute. I can't-
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-Aran
-You told him as soon as you found out.
-Not even 30 seconds after seeing the results you screamed from the bathroom and this man bolted. I mean some sonic type shit straight to where you were
-You actually scared the shit out of him
-I can totally see him with kids tbh
-Mini Aran's running around....
-AHHHH. BABIES ARE SO CUTE. UNLESS THEY'RE MINE LOL-
-n e who......when he gets to the bathroom he's hella confused cause you randomly screamed and he cares for your well-being
-He knows you like the back of his hand and he can tell you're hiding something so don't even try to delay it
-' I'm pregnant-'
-( ˙▿˙ )
-'HUH'
-The bean is shook
-He really wasn't that surprised since you guys did want to start a family but he wasn't expecting it today
-The couple minutes after you told him were filled with him questioning you on everything that leads to you finding out:
-'How many tests did you take?'
-'Three babe. That is the fourth time you've asked me that
-He's really, really excited to have a kid with you and he kinda gets ahead of himself
-Immediately wanting to start prepping and buying the cutest shit for you baby little shit
-Ya'lls baby gonna cute af
-<3
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