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! everything you read doesn't reflect the actual characters of the members. These stories are fiction. I would appreciate your reblog and feedback. I hope you enjoy the stories I write!

BANG CHAN:

within the forest [14 chapters]; fantasy au, angst, fluff, strangers to best friend au – The king had envied the fairies for a long time for their abilities until he killed all of them for good. What will happen when the sole heir to the kingdom decides to be friends with those warned to avoid? only us[0.4k words]; fluff, drabble – Reading beside your boyfriend was an impossible task. dad will always be here[1.8k words]; angst, light fluff, zombie apocalypse au – "I'll always be there for you, sweetheart. No matter how hard it gets, I'm by your side. We'll go through it together" He keeps reminding you of it but will it stay forever?

LEE MINHO:

random wip what the clouds feel like[0.7k words]; fluff – You are always curious about the clouds, and Minho has an odd answer to your question. photograph ; fluff

SEO CHANGBIN:

train to nowhere[1.8k words]; angst – a meeting with a stranger on the train, nothing will go bad, they said. It's a train to the hereafter, one way or another you'll meet a person who was part of your life.

100 reasons to <3 u[socmed au + written series] ;fluff, childhood friends to lover

HWANG HYUNJIN:

"the world is cruel but I still love you" [2.9k words]; skz x aot au, fluff, angst – one month after the rumbling, everything started to return to normal, including the man who destroyed the humanity outside the walls, Hwang Hyunjin.

HAN JISUNG:

Uh oh[1.4k words]; spiderman au – Your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman, Han Jisung was running late and still had to save the day. Unfortunately enough, his superheroic action was caught in action by someone anywhere but home[2.1k words]; fluff – You never find a real home until Jisung comes 13; fluff, angst scattered music sheet, messy feeling; angst

LEE FELIX:

lego dates; fluff

who are you; a slight angst, reunited lover trope

KIM SEUNGMIN:

back to him[0.9k words]; fluff – after a long day at work, nothing excited you more than going home.

miles away; fluff,angst

YANG JEONGIN:

Lily; drabble

divider by: @benkeibear

He's so cute🥺🥺

Minho and his red bow

within the forest | chapter 2

pairing: fairy!Chan x princess!reader word count: 1.5k words summary: breakfast with your new fairy friend was something you never expected.

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[THE NEXT DAY]

The maid kneeled to her level, hand running against the silky white fabric of the princess's dress to eliminate visible dust on the clothes. The peeking sunlight from the window made it much easier to do so.

"Now, twirl around for me" The princess twirled around and her skirt billowed as a smile lit up on her face. The maid couldn't help but recreate Y/N's expression. The maid stood up and headed to the vanity. She pulled one of the many drawers under the vanity to search for the hairclips. Y/N came beside her, tip-toeing to look inside the drawers.

"Any design that gains your attention?"

Y/N nodded and pointed to a hairclip with a big white lily on top of it, it went well with her dress this morning. The maid reached for it and a mirror, handing the hairclip to Y/N. The girl took it with a sense of joy and her eyes glimmered in excitement. The woman had given her full control to decorate her hair, which was rare. She positioned the oval shape in front of the princess. Y/N quickly fastened the clip between her golden brown hair, tugging stray hair behind her ear to appear more neat.

"You look gorgeous Flora!"

"Thank you!" She replied with lips pursued in a dissatisfied manner. A sigh of disappointment was released from her lips, catching the name Flora from her. Flora is her full name and was used by everyone in Stellious, it's her formal name but never once was she fond of calling her Flora instead of Y/N.

"Let's go to the garden?"

"Sure! Before we go, I need to bring something with me." Y/N rushed to her bed and slid her hand under the pillow. Feeling the soft and ticklish sensation on her fingertips, she retreated her hand and smiled widely. Fortunately, her father didn't steal it from her. She took the dusty hard-covered book and laced her hand with the maid's. Hand in hand, they walked to the garden behind the palace. The maid left her at the gazebo to prepare breakfast for the queen and the princess. Soon, her mother joined her in the gazebo.

She had always looked for a morning like this: a breakfast outside with her mother as she shared a bit of what happened to her yesterday. After breakfast, she was alone in the garden. She stared at the feather. That winged man yesterday, she wanted to meet him today too. No one would mind if she went missing for a moment because the workers in the palace wouldn't notice at all since they knew how the king kept his only daughter isolated from everyone. Even the chosen maid is allowed to serve her.

For what purpose? Only the king and the queen know. She took at the feather and shut her eyes, head filled with the image of him - Bang Chan, her only friend and someone she could talk to. Opening her eyes, she was surprised because she was at his cottage - the small and warm-looking cottage although there were only some plants and flowers decorating the front yard. Gripping the book harder on her chest, she knocked on the door, three times as a manner. Her teacher always reminded her that, it's the most polite quantity.

As she heard his voice from the other side of the room, she pushed the door open and greeted Chan with a warm smile. He was sitting on a rocking chair, reading a book. After closing the door, she ran to him and jumped on his lap, tightly hugging his waist. Chan was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized what was happening and rubbed her back.

"You're here early, little flora. Haven't you eaten breakfast?"

She raised her head, nodding her head. "But I can fit more food in my stomach!"

She peeked at Chan's back, gesturing to touch his wings. He chuckled and moved his wing to the front, allowing the young girl to caress his black wings. A pair of wings that most people hate for their colour.

"How can you sit without hurting your back, Chan?"

"I was born with it. Besides, the wings never harm me."

She hummed and got off him. She took his hand from the chair's arm, pulling him to the kitchen.

"Let's cook something and eat together! It would be fun, Channie!"

"What did you just call me?" His eyes widened in shock, a hint of disbelief in his tone. She looked at him, fiddling with her fingers as she caught his expression.

"Channie. Are you mad when I call you that?" Her eyes began to brim with crystal tears. She nibbled her bottom lips, blocking the tears from falling. Chan shook his head and ruffled her soft brown hair, causing the girl to look up at him. A thin but sincere smile spread across his face.

"I'm not mad. I love it when you call me that, little flora. Let's get cooking, shall we?" She nodded and observed, orbs running around the house as she was searching for something. Chan understood the little girl's mind and motioned his finger toward his bedroom. A stem with two aprons on its branch suddenly came to the kitchen from the creaked bedroom door. She gasped in excitement, hands covering her mouth. Taking the aprons from it, she handed one to him. He put the clothing on him and helped her afterwards.

"Let's start!!"

Fortunately, the cooking wasn't hard for Chan since he cooked for his family before - ah, family, how was his family now he wondered. The old and unused kitchen feels alive with their laughter and instruction from Chan, it's been a while since he had someone to cook with. After they were done cooking and eating breakfast, he decided to leave his cottage and play with his magic - since she'd been asking about it throughout breakfast. Arriving at the same meadow they met yesterday, Chan showed her some of his tricks.

"My dad said magic is dangerous since it can make people selfish. He usually said those born with magic are evil." She uttered, eyes glued to the soil in her palm. Chan twirled his finger around the soil and a purple crocus emerged from it, unfolding its gorgeous violet-purple petals. Picking the flower and cleaning off the excess soil, he tugged the fresh flower on her ear.

"Yes, for some people but I'll never be like them. Anyway, want to see something breathtaking?"

"Sure!"

Chan stared at one of the trees nearby, his grey eyes glowed in a bright colour compared to his dull-looking orbs which luckily, didn't get caught by her. The stems from one of the trees headed to them formed a circle under her before lifting her to the sky. At first, she trembled at the height but it subsided when she saw the scenery - The Stellious Kingdom. The view from up there was breathtaking as he mentioned. Medium village houses on each side of the rocky path leading to the palace, tiny people silhouettes bustling in the small town. Far away, she could make out a mountain in front of the kingdom and more forest, she guessed. It came straight from a fairy tale her mother always told her.

Chan unfolded his wings and flew up to her, sitting beside her as his arm wrapped around her shoulder, ensuring she didn't fall.

"Why would Dad and Mom hide such scenery from me, Channie?" She averted her gaze toward him.

"I don't know, little flora."

"They always trap me inside the palace, never once was I allowed to leave. Except for yesterday."

"Maybe, they're trying to keep you away from danger. Never judge a book by its cover, your parents know better. Besides, not everyone you meet in the future will have a pure heart."

She sighed "You're right. My parents know what danger can come if nobody looks after me but I feel safe with you, channie."

"Thank you, little flora. I feel safe and happy with your company too but you must tell your mom before visiting me, mhm?"

"I won't! If I did I won't be with you anymore!" She whined.

Although he knew he would be at risk for that.

"Your Highness, what can I help you with?" His right-hand man bowed after he was permitted to enter the room. The king spun around, glancing at his man. He slid his hand into his pocket, pulled out a picture and gave it to the man.

The man approached the table, taking a clear view of the picture.

 A black feather?

"What is the meaning behind this, your Highness?"

"Take a closer look at it, Aron."

The feather seemed too huge for it to belong to birds. He was sure he would get a wound if he brushed his palm on the feather - it looked harsh and sharp too.  Aron tilted his head and slowly his face turned pale as he gazed back at the king. He fully understood the king's word but a question remained in his head.

"How..? How are they still alive?! We killed them almost a decade ago!"

"That will be less of your concern. I want you to search for this fairy and bring them to me." Anger rested on his countenance as he glimpsed at the photo for the second time. He thought he'd killed all the fairies for the sake of his kingdom. How come there's more? And why are they with his princess? Did they decide to take revenge on the kingdom by using his daughter as a hostage?

"What shall we do, your highness?"

"Eliminate him. Whoever touches my princess ought to die."

within the forest | chapter 1

Pairing: fairy!chan x princess!reader word count: 1.4k words Summary: While wandering in the forest, someone caught your eyes a/n: this series is written in 3rd POV :DD

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"Princess, where are you?!" The butler shouted through the thick forest but to no avail, the figure he was searching for didn't answer. A sigh of frustration escaped the old man's lips as he wiped his sweat off with his black sleeve. Glancing at his wristwatch, he returned to the palace without the young little princess he was searching for. Surely, he will be punished for the mistake.

The bushes rustled against each other as her small figure carefully jumped out from it. She stifled a giggle with her hand from being heard, causing it to come out as a muffle. Observing around, she ran through the quiet meadow, with butterflies following from behind. Pollen from the flowers stuck on her plain white skirt as she ran across the colourful flowers.

Exhirilation burst inside her as she rarely experienced freedom. She realised staying inside the huge palace with only dolls and plushies as companies in her room was tiresome. The descriptions and sketches of the outside world always managed to pick her interest. Varieties of flowers, butterflies running around and birds chirping. It was the same as she imagined it would be.

Her steps came to a halt when a low snore entered her ear. Curious, she followed the sound, eventually leading her to a stone with a pair of huge black wings..? She cocked her head to the side and slowly took a step approaching it. Arriving far enough, she saw how the wings moved in the movement of someone's breathing. Her hazelnut brown orbs widened seeing a hand peeking out of the wings. A long and beautiful hand, its nails were painted black like a woman but up close it appears it has visible veins popping out.

"A man in a forest..?What are you doing here alone, mister?"

She asked the figure as if it would reply. She settled in front of him and gently caressed his gigantic wings. The hand under the wings began moving, startling her a bit. The figure sat up on the flat stone, rubbing his eyes with his fingers to get rid of the sleepiness. The figure stares at her, eyes filled with confusion and interest in the young little princess.

"W-what are you doing here, little girl? It's dangerous." He asked with his hoarse voice. His wings folded on his back as he stretched, revealing a young man with a loosened white shirt and old black pants. His black hair was messy and covered his greyish eyes.

"Your wings are gorgeous, mister."

"My wings?" He stated in disbelief and turned at his wings, a small smile tugged on his pale pink lips. He touched the wing, mumbling 'thanks' to the girl. The girl came to him, sitting on his lap which caused the man to flinch at her reckless action but to think of it, she was a little girl after all. Her tiny hand tried to reach for his hair but to no avail, she kept grasping the air. Giggling at her attempt, he bends his head forward, allowing her to touch his hair. His cold heart melted at her doing. Rarely for him to have a soft spot for children mostly for curious girls like her.

She ruffled his hair with both of her hands, removing the grass stuck in his black hair.

"Done! Now, your hair looks much cleaner, mister,"

"Thank you again, little girl. Now, answer my question, what are you doing here, all alone? In a forest?"

She stayed silent for a moment, resting her finger under her chin, thinking of an answer.

"I'm bored living in the palace with my stuffed toys every day! Mommy never let me meet someone because she said it was dangerous for me to know about outsiders."

A palace she said..? His eyes widened as realisation hit. It's the king's daughter he was holding on to. Unconsciously, his wings spread widely, causing some of the fallen leaves around them to fly away. She clapped her hand in awe. He turned to the girl.

"You're bored. Want to visit my house, little flora?" She nodded and in a blink, they were up in the sky, heading far from their early location. The man landed on the ground after arriving in front of his cottage, telling the girl to unfold her eyes. In front of them was a small cottage made out of wood and yarn as the roof.

"Come on."

He entered the house and she followed him inside. The inside was simple - a kitchen, a living room with a fire chamber on the wall, an old teak door leading to a bedroom, and some portraits of someone hanging on the walls. All of them look aged.

"This place is awesome!! Can I come here often?" She asked, tone hinting full of hope. He sighed as he brought two cups of tea in his grip, placing one in front of her and sitting across from her. She carefully took the cup, blowing it slowly before sipping the tea.

"You can, only if your mother allows you."

Hearing his answer, she immediately sulked.

"Mommy certainly wouldn't allow it. She's too strict and busy with Daddy too."

She crossed her arm across her chest, lips pouting. Again, the man couldn't resist her cute charms and it was still incredible for him how this girl could break the ice in his heart.

"Then, sure. You can come here. Do you like reading perhaps? I have tons of books left unread on the shelf."

"Yes yes!! I love books and the smell of them."

The man emerged. He grabbed some books that might be suitable and handed them to her. She gasped and started flipping through the pages, engrossing herself with the story. Minutes passed and the man just stared at her reading through each sentence in the book. A few giddily giggles escaped her lips.

"Reading books is the only way I can forget being alone, stuck in the palace. I feel like I'm not in that dim room when I read." She blurted out, raising her gaze and meeting his eyes.

"Me too. It helps me forget my pain."

"Glad I have someone who thinks the same as me."

She laughed and continued reading. Hours passed and the sun began hiding behind the horizon, welcoming the moon. He who noticed the change quickly spoke up

"It's getting late, little flora. Let's go home, yeah?" She nodded vigorously, shutting the book close, hugging it tightly to her chest.

"Can I borrow this book, mister?"

"Of course, you can. Let's go, your parents must be worried."

She smiled and hugged his legs. The sunset shone on his wings, revealing a big scar on them. She noticed it but didn't tell him about it. She closed her eyes and instantaneously, they arrived at the palace. She let go of his legs, thanking him.

"By the way, Mister, what's your name?" He sent the small girl a sweet smile and crouched to her level. He pinched her nose softly

"My name is Chan, Bang Chan. If you want to meet me again tomorrow, pick up the black feather, okay little flora? Goodbye."

After the last sentence, he disappeared into thin air, leaving only a black feather. She picked it up and heard heavy footsteps coming toward her. Spinning her body around, she was greeted by the guard, her dad and her mother. Her mother rushed to her, taking the small girl into her arms as tears flowed down. She just smiled at her father.

"Daddy! I found a new friend today! He's so kind!" She uttered cheerfully, showing the book and the feather she was holding. The king's face furrowed at the sight - no, not the book but the black feather. He knew who it was from.

Uh oh—

Pairing: Jisung x minho Summary: Your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman, Han Jisung was running late and still had to save the day. Unfortunately enough, his superheroic action was caught in action by someone. Word count: 1.4k words a/n: inspired by skzflix(I know it's late:')) and a bunch of edits of Jisung as Spiderman

“Where the hell are you, Han Jisung?!” Seungmin’s voice bombed out as soon as Jisung answered the call, causing the black-haired boy to peel off the phone from his ear. His friend sure knew how to make his ear bleed. 

“I’m on my way, Seungmin, I promise!” Jisung replied, shoving his small figure through the crowd on the street sidewalk. Why did the neighbourhood get so packed this morning? Did he miss a notice or something? Whatever, he needed to be at the university before Seungmin could do anything with his precious secret.

“On the street or in your bed, huh?”

“Seungmin, I’m walking right now.”

“You should pick up your speed. You’re making everyone wait for you, Director Han” Seungmin emphasises his last sentence before ending the call. A sigh escaped from Jisung’s lips as he escaped the crowd in front of his apartment. If only he could swing from one street lamp to another to arrive at his destination much quicker, he knew better than to avoid commotion. Mr Stark took his suit for a week after an accident. It wasn’t his fault that someone suddenly snuck up to him and revealed his identity to the world. 

Okay, partially maybe it was his fault because he chose the university’s male bathroom out of all places to change into his suit. Fear not, Mr Stark had cleared up his name. He had saved Jisung’s ass again. He was grateful that the guy still accepted him as part of the Avengers with his clumsiness.

He glanced at the pedestrian sign, the platform of his shoe stomping impatiently against the concrete as he waited for the red to change into green. He peeked into his sling bag, fingers running through its inventory to confirm he brought everything. He was overwhelmed by excitement last night when he finally received his suit back with a brand-new upgrade that he seemed to forget to check his bag. 

His feet began crossing the road as he heard a ‘ting’ from the pedestrian sign. He looked back up when he was satisfied. Fastened his speed, he bumped into someone who was in a rush. The impact of their contact caused the male to fall to his butt. Something sharp had grazed his arm. He touched the now-torn part of his jacket, finding out his arm had bled. 

Never mind, he could treat it later.

The stranger quickly gathered the stuff that had fallen from the brown bag and apologized to Jisung

“It’s fine…” Jisung narrowed his eyes as suspicion grew in him. That bag looked too girlish for it to belong to a man, moreover for a man wearing a beanie and jacket on a screeching hot summer day. He felt his arm tugged harshly, making him jolt in surprise as he snapped his head to his side. A girl with endless tears pouring down her cheeks was staring at him. He gulped, unsure how to handle the situation.

“Help! That guy stole my bag! Please, my house key is in there.” 

Oh, a chance to prove himself!

Jisung placed a reassuring grip on the girl’s shoulder. “I will bring the bag to you.”

He rushed to a quiet alley and threw his bag away. He took off his clothes, revealing his loosened Spiderman suit underneath. He pressed the symbol on his chest and the suit tightened itself around his body. He put on his mask and shot a web to a streetlight. Tugging on the string, he swung himself past the lamp and threw himself into the air, eyes ran throughout the city in search of that shady man.

“Hey, can you search for the man?”

“Absolutely, Peter.” A woman’s voice spoke inside the mask. The system instantly ran a face recognition to everyone that they passed through. 

“He is on your right, Peter.” He immediately snapped his head to the side. This new upgrade is amazing!

“Found you!” He grinned under his mask and shot another web to a nearby building. He straightened his legs as he flew, aiming at the man’s body. He let go of the silk, sending the man flying across the alleyway. The man slammed into the wall with a huge thud meanwhile Jisung landed safely on the ground. The black-haired man shut his right eye, and a soft ‘ouch’ left his lips as he registered the pain that the man felt.

“That must be painful...sorry, man.”

He approached the man and snatched the bag from his shoulder.

“I’m taking that, thank you.” He glanced at that male on the ground, hands resting on his hips. The criminal would run away when he returned to his consciousness. He wrapped the man in his web and stuck a note on the man’s forehead - Please send him to the police, thanks! - Spiderman.

“Glad, I ask Happy to make a pocket on this suit.”

“You really good at taking the opportunity from me to appear as a hero to someone.” Someone uttered in front of him. He spun around and he gulped for the second time today.

Minho…What is he doing here?!

At the university gym

“Felix, where is Minho?” Seungmin asked 

“He forgets his script at home. He is running at full speed as we speak.” Felix patted the vacant seat beside him, inviting the boy to take a small break. Seungmin exhaled a deep breath from his nose and settled down. He watched Chan set up the props for today’s shooting as his thumbs massaged his forehead.

“Are you sure, lix? They aren’t going for a date, right?” Hyunjin interrupted, raising his brows.

“Staring at someone for a long time doesn’t mean they like them-”

“You meant staring at someone with adoration?” Hyunjin giggled and left them, helping Jeongin who was struggling with the lamp.

“Ignore him, Seungmin. I’m sure they will arrive soon”

“I hope so”

Back to the alleyway

“Wow, young man, relax!” Jisung raised his hand up. He didn’t expect to see his actor here, sweat beamed at the side of his face. Jisung’s heart thumped, afraid Minho would recognise him from his voice or was it for something else? Minho chuckled and punched Jisung’s arm. 

“Ouch! What was that for, Min—” His hand automatically reached for his mouth and cleared his throat when Minho looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. 

“Your voice sounds familiar.”

“Oh? I think you misheard me!” Jisung quickly deepened his voice. If Seungmin heard him, he was sure the brown-haired male would laugh his ass off and comment on how pathetic it sounded.

“I’m sure, I don’t”

He took a step forward and Jisung stepped back.

“What are you hiding, spidey?”

Jisung’s eyes widened. Uh oh- did he know?

Minho’s expression quickly wore off as if a director had screamed ‘cut’.

“I was joking, don’t take it personally, spidey. Anyway, your arm is bleeding.” Minho pointed to his bleeding arm. Jisung awkwardly giggled and covered it with his hand. Minho rummaged through his jeans pocket and took out a kitty-decorated band-aid. He handed it to Jisung.

“It’s not much but at least it helps for now.” Minho smiled and Jisung swore the temperature inside the mask raised until he couldn’t breathe properly. God, he wanted to get rid of his mask now.

“Thank you. I will go now or someone will kill me” Jisung rushed back to the girl, leaving Minho alone. 

“He seems familiar, though,” He thought as he returned to the university.

In the university

“Han Jisung, there you are!” Seungmin scowled, dragging Jisung to the gym, giving little time to the poor boy to properly gain his strength and breathe back.

“I’m sorry, Seung! Someone needed my help”

“Everybody is waiting for you and you dared to put up a little Spiderman show?! I thought Mr Stark took your suit?”

“Happy returned it yesterday and you need to see what Mr Stark had done with my suit!”

“Whatever, I'm just relieved you made it here in one piece. I will after this.”

They entered the gym and every eye glimmered excitedly as the director was finally here. 

“I’m sorry for being late! Let’s get over with this scene!” Jisung placed his jacket away and grabbed the megaphone from the stage.

“Okay, Felix and Minho in your position!” Minho stole a glance at Jisung and noticed the band-aid on Jisung’s arm. It looked identical to the one he gave to Spiderman earlier.

“Hey, Minho! Quit staring at our director or we won’t complete today’s shooting!” Hyunjin who was beside Jisung shouted before a grin dominated his face.

“I didn’t stare at him for the record, Hwang!” Minho paid his attention back to Felix.

Huh…Han Jisung, you are keeping a secret from everyone.