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𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.16 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 16 : 𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯'𝔰 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔰

𝔠𝔥.15 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.17

“Now it’s time for the real fun,” the man laughed.

“Please don’t do this,” Y/N begged.

“Sometimes the daughter has to pay for the father’s sins,” the man snarled.

Y/N heard shouting coming from the other rooms in the fun house. The voices were muffled and she couldn’t hear what was actually being said but anybody would be welcomed at this moment.

“Help me,” Y/N yelled. “Somebody please help me!”

“Shut the fuck up little girl,” the man snarled jamming the point of the knife into her throat as footsteps started getting closer to the room they were in. “If you yell again, I will slit your throat.”

Y/N didn’t dare to scream again, she was too scared to move. She prayed in her head for whoever was in the fun house with them would come inside the room and save her.

The man took a huge sniff of Y/N’s hair, closing his eyes before whispering, “until next time Ms. Kwon.”

Heeseung and Niki ran inside of the room, seeing Y/N sitting alone on the floor. “What happened to you,” Heeseung asked.

Y/N realized that she was all by herself. She stood up, running to Heeseung and wrapping her arms as tight as humanly possible around him. She laid her head against his chest as the tears started flowing. 

“Getting lost isn’t worth all of this,” Niki said, rolling his eyes.

Y/N ignored the boy’s comment and continued crying, holding onto Heeseung for dear life.  Heeseung gently placed his hand onto her back, rubbing it in a comforting manner. “Calm down,” he whispered, leaning his head down onto her head. 

“I need to get out of here,” Y/N said, attempting to pull away from Heeseung.

Heeseung wrapped both of his arms around her and the next thing she knew they were standing outside of the fun house. 

“Thank you,” Y/N sighed.

Heeseung cocked his head at Y/N, “are you bleeding?” he asked.

Y/N put her hand up to her throat, feeling a warm sensation onto her hand. She pulled her hand away exposing blood. Heeseung gently moved Y/N’s hair off of her neck to get a better look at where the blood was coming from.

“What happened to your neck?” he wondered.

“There has been a man following me around today. I went into the fun house to get away from him but he followed me inside. He had a knife to my neck and if you wouldn’t have gotten there when you did…” Y/N explained with tears in her eyes. “I don’t know what would have happened.”

“Who was this guy?” Niki interrupted.

“I don’t know,” Y/N sighed. “I’ve never seen him before.”

“We can’t have you bleeding with all these vampires roaming around,” Heeseung stated, biting on his own wrist and moving it closer to Y/N’s face. “Drink.”

Y/N pushed his arm away from her face, shaking her head no, “I don’t want to.”

“I wasn’t asking,” Heeseung growled as his eyes turned black. “Now fucking drink.”

He shoved his wrist into her mouth holding his arm there and with his other hand he held her head still, forcing her to consume his blood which instantly healed the opened wound on her neck. After he was content with the amount she took in, he smiled as he lightly patted her hair. “That was a good girl.”

Y/N looked at Heeseung with utter disgust, “why are you doing this?”

“Can’t you ever just be grateful?” Niki interrupted.

Heeseung gently caressed Y/N’s cheek, staring into her eyes, “you look really sexy with blood on your face.”

“There’s the person I’ve been looking for,” Jacob said, walking up to the three.

“Jacob,” Y/N smiled, relieved to see him finally.

“What happened to you?” he asked.

“Nothing happened,” Niki snarled.

“You need to move along, little boy,” Heeseung ordered. “There’s nothing to see here.”

“I don’t know about that.” Jacob smirked while cocking his head, “I see two assholes that appear to be making an innocent girl very upset.”

“Who the fuck are you calling an asshole?” Niki growled as his eyes turned black.

“It’s not like that,” Y/N interrupted. “Well not entirely….”

“This doesn’t concern you,” Niki added.

“I believe it does,” Jacob smiled. “Why do you have blood on your shirt?”

Y/N looked down at her shirt, fighting back the tears that wanted to flow again, “I…I…it’s a long story.”

“Are they feeding on you?” Jacob asked.

“Jealous?” Heeseung smirked.

“Jealous of you?” Jacob laughed, “I don’t need to force anyone to let me feed on them. For me they do it because they want to.”

“Forcing is part of the fun,” Niki smiled, proudly. 

“Stop this, all of you,” Y/N snapped. “That is not what happened. No one is feeding on me.”

“You’re right, baby,” Heeseung whispered, wrapping his arm around her waist. “She’s feeding on me.”

“What?” Jacob asked with a look of disgust on his face.

“It’s not like that,” Y/N said, pushing Heeseung away as she moved closer to Jacob.

“Then what’s it like?” Jacob wondered.

“I was almost killed and Heeseung and Niki saved me,” Y/N explained.

“Killed by who?” Jacob asked.

“We don’t know,” Niki sighed.

“We didn’t see him,” Heeseung added. “But I doubt he’s gone and Y/N shouldn’t be alone.”

“I’ll stay with her,” Niki offered with an evil smirk on his face.

“Or she could hang with me,” Jacob offered. 

“I kind of just want to go back to my room,” Y/N sighed. 

Jacob put his hand out for her to grab, “I’ll make sure you get home safe.”

Y/N looked at Heeseung and Niki before placing her hand into Jacob’s, “thank you for saving me.”

“Whatever,” Heeseung rolled his eyes.

“Maybe I’ll see you later at the dance,” Y/N said, forcing a smile onto her face.

“You’re still planning on going to the dance?” Niki asked.

“With me as her escort, nothing bad will happen to her,” Jacob smiled at the other two boys.

“When the fuck did that get decided?” Heeseung snarled.

“I’m the only one she’s not terrified of,” Jacob smirked. “Being an asshole all the time has its consequences, Mr Lee.”

“Fuck you,” Heeseung snarled.

“Eh maybe another time,” Jacob laughed, walking away with Y/N.

Heeseung took a step towards them, planning on following the two to her room when a hand was placed on his shoulder. Heeseung turned around quickly to see Jungwon and Sunghoon.

“Leave them go,” Jungwon ordered.

“But…” Heeseung started.

“No,” Jungwon snapped, “I said leave them fucking go.”

“Man this bitch must have a golden pussy,” Sunghoon snarled, rolling his eyes. 

“What the fuck does that mean?” Niki asked.

“The way all of you swoon over her is absolutely disgusting,” Sunghoon announced.

“I will kill you,” Heeseung growled.

“Enough,” Jungwon snapped. “What happened?”

“We found her in the fun house,” Niki explained. “He was gone by the time we got there.”

“Did you see him?” Jungwon asked.

“No but he was threatening to kill her,” Niki said.

“When we first got inside, I heard him say, ‘sometimes the daughter has to pay for the father’s sins’,” Heeseung induced. “It appears somebody is out for revenge.”

“Was she hurt?” Jungwon asked.

“She was but I gave her my blood,” Heeseung smiled, knowing Jungwon would be upset by that.

“Wait,” Jungwon said, “she didn’t heal on her own?”

“No she’s ‘human’,” Niki rolled his eyes.

“Remember when Eric tried feeding on her, she healed on her own,” Jungwon snapped. “And when Changmin did it, she healed too.”

“Yea and?” Heeseung wondered where Jungwon was going.

“Why didn’t she heal this time?” Jungwon asked. “How does it not happen with all injuries?”

“Maybe she can only heal from vampire bites,” Niki suggested.

“No,” Taehyun said, walking up to them. “It’s not just from vampire bites.”

“She will heal from any injury caused by something supernatural,” Daniel added, following Taehyun.

“Why are you here?” Sunghoon snarled.

“This is a family event,” Daniel smiled. “I came to visit my little brother and see what all the fuss is about.”

“Isn’t this just wonderful,” Heeseung sighed.

“Don’t be angry because you guys don’t have any family that wants to visit you,” Changmin interrupted.

“The party is just getting started boys,” Hyunjun added, following Changmin.

“What are you doing here?” Jungwon asked. “You were expelled from this school.”

“I was but today I’m visiting with my little brother,” Hyunjun smiled, messing up Changmin’s hair. “What’s wrong? Scared to have real competition?”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟿 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟾 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟸𝟶

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟿 : 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍

The sunlight fades, making way for the darkness to engulf the world. You make your way down the country road with only the light of the moon guiding your path. There are minimal street lights along the way making for an eerie walk. You’re used to the bustling energy of the highly populated city life and you hate to admit that this is kind of out of your comfort zone.  You want to turn around and run back to Donghyuck but you’re way too stubborn to admit that you aren’t capable of getting home on your own. You shake your fears away and continue down the road, praying that you are heading in the right direction.

“Hey,” a shady looking man says, appearing from the shadows. “You need a ride, pretty lady?”

You ignore him, continuing to walk while looking down at the ground, scared to accidentally make eye contact.

“Oh don’t be scared baby girl,” another man scoffs, appearing from behind the other man. “We can show you a good time.”

You know you’re now in a situation that you might not be able to get out of. You can feel the tears starting to build up in your eyes. They are tears filled with fear, shame, and disappointment in yourself that you are just too stubborn to stay with the one man that you did truly wanted to stay with. You adjust your bag on your shoulder, preparing to take off running when you feel a hand grab your shoulder. You quickly turn, preparing to swing your bag in self defense when you see Donghyuck standing behind you. 

“Come on, let’s go home,” he smiles. “My mom made up a bed for you.”

You stare blankly at him, contemplating how to properly respond. Instinctively you want to wrap your arms around him and never let go but you fight that urge. 

“Ok,” you sigh, knowing you have no other option. 

To your surprise, he doen’t have a cocky response or any response at all. He nods back and you two walk side by side back towards his parents’ house.

“It’s really isolated out here,” Donghyuck explains. “There are a lot of rough crews that hang around here at night too. If you’re not careful, a young, hot girl like you can get into a lot of trouble here.”

You still don’t have anything to say, you just listen to his words, knowing he is right. Afterall you almost found yourself in a dangerous situation before he got to you. 

“But if you’re afraid, you can hold my hand,” he smiles, putting his hand out in front of you.

You look at him, wanting to instantly grab his hand but that stubbornness in you is still present. You don’t want to show the fear, you don't want to show him any signs of weakness. You think about where your stubbornness almost got you and you know what you should do. You exhale slowly and place your hand inside of his. His hand is so warm and your tiny hand fits so perfectly in his, almost as if they were destined to be together.

“Who wouldn’t want to hold Lee Donghyuck’s hand? Afterall I was voted most eligible bachelor, most likely to succeed, and was the homecoming king the past three years. I’m like a celebrity.” he boasts. “And yet you try to keep your distance.”

“Do you think I’d fall for you just because of all of your past accomplishments and popularity?” you ask.

“What is your type anyways?” he wonders.

“Why don’t you tell me your type?” you demand.

“My type, huh?” Donghyuck repeats, looking you up and down. “Mmmmmm. Well I like someone younger, small shape, delicate hands, fair skin, stubborn, and loves to argue with me. I’ll kiss her until she can’t open her mouth.”

You cock your head to look at him before speaking. “And my type is…”

“I already know your type,” he interrupt. “Someone sexy, funny, charismatic, cheeky and playful.”

“No,” you shake your head. “Someone clean, handsome, kind and caring.”

“What?” he gasps with a giant smile on his face. “It’s me…all those things you said, you described me.”

“Ummm,” you stare at him stunned. “More importantly, not a narcissist.”

“Yes! It’s definitely me!” he boasts. 

You don’t argue, you know that no matter what you say he already has his mind made up that you are describing him and there would be no convincing him of anything different. 

You walk back to his parents’ house, tightly gripping onto his hand, not wanting to let go at all cost. You follow him up the staircase in the back of the house leading to his bedroom above the garage. You are grateful of him having his own entrance to his room therefore there would be no uncomfortable encounters with either one of his parents.

Once inside, you take your bag off and place it onto one of his chairs. He hands you a change of clothing with a smirk on his face.

“Do you need help?” he asks.

“I think I can manage,” you sigh, grabbing the clothing from him.

You turn and walk into the small bathroom inside of his room. You pull your dress off over your head, replacing it with the small t-shirt that he gave you to wear. The shirt is so small that it barely covers your ass. 

While you are in the bathroom, Donghyuck sits on his bed, patiently waiting for you to come out. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and begins scrolling through facebook.

Hwang Yeji updated her profile picture with a picture of a black screen. Donghyuck knows this is an obvious cry for attention and unfortunately it makes him feel some kind of way. He can’t resist the urge to click on her page and do a little snooping.

You slowly walk out of the bathroom, wearing the shirt he loaned you, the shirt that barely covers anything. Donghyuck looks over smiling widely upon noticing you standing in the doorway, looking slightly uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry,” he smiles, handing you a pair of plaid pajama pants. “I thought I had these with the clothing.”

“Thanks a lot,” you huff, quickly snatching the pajama pants from him. 

“I mean I don’t mind if you just want to wear the shirt,” Donghyuck winks. You glare at him before sliding the pajamas pants on, instantly feeling a little more at ease. 

“You can sleep in my bed, and I’ll sleep on the blow up,” he smiles, before walking into the bathroom to get changed into his pajamas.

You slowly crawl into his bed, without any hesitations. What you really want is for him to lay in the same bed with you. You want to spend the night with him so close that you could feel his heartbeat against yours. But you don’t want to disrespect his parents and decide not to push the issue. When he comes out of the bathroom, Donghyuck turns the lights off before crawling into the made up bed on the floor next to his bed, where you are laying. He doesn’t say anything to you, he doesn't need to. You can feel the tension and by now you know him well enough that you can tell there is something wrong with him.

“Are you stressing about Yeji?” you ask. He doesn’t respond, he looks at you with a surprise expression on his face.

“You’re not the only one who spies on people online,” you sigh. You are a little hurt that he still cares enough that her obvious attention seeking behavior is having this kind of effect on him.

“How did you forget about Jisung so easily?” he asks, rolling over to face you.

You think about the question for a few seconds before responding, contemplating the proper way to answer. “Who said I forgot about Jisung?” you ask, taking a deep breath before continuing. “I just no longer want to be with him. For someone that you can’t forget about, the only thing that you can do is forget your feelings for them.”

“So…” Donghyuck says, sitting up and moving over to lean onto his bed where you are laying. “Will you help me forget my feelings?”

“How can I help?” you ask.

He slowly leans down, closer to your face causing your heart to begin to race. Your breathing picks up in anticipation. He inches closer and closer until you can feel his hot breath on your skin and it feels so amazing. You slowly close your eyes…

“Ahem,” Renjun huffs from the doorway of Donghyuck’s bedroom. 

Donghyuck quickly sits up while you pull the covers up to your chin, making sure you are completely covered. 

“Mom told me to bring you some extra covers so you both will be nice and warm tonight,” Renjun announces, dropping the extra blankets onto the bed that you are laying on. “But I see that you two have that department already covered.”

“Get out of here,” Donghyuck orders, throwing a pillow at his brother. 

“Have a good night you two,” Renjun laughs, slowly backing out. “And make wise choices.”

Once the door is closed, Donghyuck exhales slowly before laying back down on his bed. You smile at the cute brotherly love that they have for each other. Renjun quickly pops his head back inside. “So have you two shagged yet?” he asks with a shit eating grin on his face. 

“Go away, damn it,” Donghyuck snaps.

“Bye,” Renjun smiles, waving before quickly making his exit. 

You roll over, getting as close to the edge of the bed as possible. “Hey Hyuck, what does shag mean?” you whisper. 

“Shag?” Donghyuck repeats, looking around attempting to avoid eye contact. “It means bathroom. He’s asking if we both used the bathroom before bed.”

“Ooooh,” you nod, readjusting in bed. “I already shagged.”

You lay down and slowly drift off to sleep. It is a restless night. You are lonely in the bed by yourself and can’t get comfortable enough to fall into a deep sleep. You open your eyes, sitting up looking around, realizing Donghyuck is no longer in his made up bed. 

Renjun is sitting on the sofa in the garage, chugging his beer while Donghyuck is digging in the refrigerator. 

“What’s with the chick?” Renjun asks, cutting right to the point.

Donghyuck pulls out a beer, closes the fridge and looks at his brother with wide eyes. “Well nothing special,” he lies. 

“Let’s be real,” Renjun demands, scratching his face. “You didn’t break up with Yeji, did you?”

Donghyuck looks down at the ground, then back at him before responding, almost out of pure disappointment in himself. “She asked me to take a break,” he sighs.

“Well what would happen if she would all of the sudden want to get back together?” Renjun asks. “What would you do?”

You wander out of Donghyuck’s room. You can hear the two talking in the garage so you creep down the stairs so you can listen to their conversation.

“Hyuck, be honest with me,” Renjun insists. “Do you still love Yeji?”

“Yeji is my first love,” Donghyuck starts. “And I’ve been with her longer than I’ve been with anyone else. Do you expect me to feel nothing?”

“I know you two have been through a lot,” Renjun snaps. “But that doesn’t mean you have the right to keep someone on the side like this.”

“I know,” Donhyuck nods.

“Then why the fuck don’t you clear things up with Yeji first?” Renjun snaps. “Do you like this girl?”

Donghyuck stares at his brother without saying a word. He looks as though he wants to say something but can’t get the words to come out of his mouth.

“Is it really that hard for you to say those words,” Renjun huffs.  “Or is it that you really don’t want things to get serious with her?”

“I…” Donghyuck starts. “I just can’t say it out loud. Even though I desperately want to tell her how I feel. She’s the first person that I want to be serious with but I have to clear things up with Yeji first.”

You don’t know how to feel about what you heard. It is a mix of emotions but you have the urge to cry and you don't like that feeling. You slowly creep back up the stairs and crawl back into bed, attempting to go back to sleep.

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

@lostinneocity @delululi @multifandomania

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.15 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 15 : 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔬𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔲𝔟𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢

𝔠𝔥.14 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.16

“Hey Y/N,” a man called out from down the hallway, “wait for me!”

Y/N turned around, seeing a boy that she didn’t recognize running towards her with a huge smile on his face.

“Thanks for waiting,” Sunwoo said in between deep breaths.

“I’m sorry but do I know you?” Y/N wondered, confused.

Sunwoo smiled an inviting smile before speaking, “no, not personally but, I’m really good friends with Jacob.”

“Ok and?” Y/N asked, wondering where this conversation was going.

“Anyone that is a friend of Jacob’s is a friend of mine,” Sunwoo smiled, innocently.

“Is that so?” Y/N asked, suspiciously.

“Of course it is,” Sunwoo nodded. 

“What exactly do you want?” Y/N wondered, wiping the lone tear that escaped her eye.

“I saw what happened in the dining hall and I noticed you appeared to be very upset,” Sunwoo sighed. “I just wanted to check on you to make sure you were ok.”

“I’m fine,” Y/N stated.

“That’s good to hear,” Sunwoo smirked. “Are you headed to the carnival?”

“No, I’m not really in the mood for all of that right now,” Y/N said.

“Awww that’s a shame,” Sunwoo proclaimed. “Jacob was really looking forward to hanging out with you today.”

“I didn’t know that,” Y/N uttered, looking down at her feet. She felt a little indifferent about the conversation. Sunwoo had a weird air about him. He appeared to be nice and caring but something seemed a little off. Y/N felt like she should listen to her instincts but at the same time didn’t want to be rude. She didn’t really have the room to piss off any of the friends that still remained on her side.

“Why do you seem surprised by that?” Sunwoo asked.

“I haven’t talked to him or actually seen him for days,” Y/N stated.

“Yea that’s just how Jacob rolls,” Sunwoo explained still smiling, “He’s an enigma.”

Y/N took a deep breath, forcing a smile on her face, “I guess I’ll go find him and see what he wants.”

“I can take you to him if you want,” Sunwoo suggested.

The offer brought back feelings of uncertainty. She had to learn the hard way not to trust anyone, especially people that she didn’t know. The last time she depended on someone to take her to a friend, they led her into a situation where her life was in danger. 

Y/N took a step backwards away from Sunwoo, “I can find him myself.”

“What’s wrong?” Sunwoo asked as the smile dropped from his face.

“Nothing is wrong,” Y/N denied. “I just…I…”

“I’m not going to hurt you,” Sunwoo stated.

“I didn’t say you were,” Y/N snapped.

“You’re acting like you’re scared of me,” Sunwoo conceded.

“I’m not scared of you,” Y/N argued. “I just don’t know you and I don’t know if it would be that smart of me to go with you blindly.”

Sunwoo laughed, “that’s actually smart of you.”

“What?” Y/N asked

“I mean in normal situations,” Sunwoo agreed. “But this is different. You can trust me, I’m friends with Jacob.”

“Yea and I thought I could trust Niki because he was friends with Jungwon. Look where that got me,” Y/N huffed.

“I’m not sure what any of that means,” Sunwoo said, scrunching his nose. 

“It doesn’t matter,” Y/N exhaled. “I’m gonna head down to the carnival and look for Jacob. If you see him first, just let him know that I’m looking for him.”

“Ok,” Sunwoo grunted, “but I think you really need to work on your trust issues. Not everyone is out to get you.”

“History has proven that statement to be incorrect,” Y/N argued.

She walked away from Sunwoo headed out of the school, making her way down to the carnival. Festivities were already in full swing. People were everywhere. Y/N walked around, aimlessly looking for Jacob or anyone else that she recognized and wanted to talk to.

Y/N went up to a stand and got a soda, she felt a distinct feeling that she wasn’t able to shake. It was a feeling that has felt throughout her life, a feeling like she was being watched. She could feel eyes burning through her soul. Y/N looked around the sea of people, looking for anyone who appeared to be watching her. She saw a man that appeared to be out of place. He was leaning against a tree, staring straight at her. She had never seen this man before and had no idea who he was. He looked too old to be a student here but according to Chan, families were allowed to attend this event so that could explain his presence. 

Y/N and the stranger locked eyes, as an evil grin grew on his face, sending shivers through her body. Something didn’t feel right about this situation and she wasn’t going to take any chances. Y/N hurried away from the stand, continuing to look for anyone at this point. 

She walked through the carnival, looking at all the games and rides, amazed by the excessive measures that the school went to in order to put this event together.

Y/N had that same feeling again, she turned and again saw the eerie stranger staring at her from afar. The evil smile grew on his face as he started walking towards her. Y/N didn’t want to take any chances, she ran off in the opposite direction. She turned down one of the paths, bumping into someone walking towards her.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” Y/N gasped, catching herself from falling.

“You really need to be more careful,” Sunoo smiled.

“Sunoo,” Y/N gasped. “I can’t tell you how happy I am to see you.”

“To see me?” Sunoo asked. “Why?”

“I think someone is following me,” Y/N sighed.

Sunoo laughed, “you’re stupid.”

“I’m not stupid,” Y/N argued, annoyed with his response. “There’s a man here that is watching me.”

“Everyone is going to watch the stupid human,” Sunoo explained, lifting his bear up in front of his chest. “You didn’t say hello to Carl.”

“I didn’t think Carl liked me,” Y/N announced, trying not to upset Sunoo.

“He doesn’t but to be fair no one actually likes you and you still say hi to everyone else,” Sunoo smirked. “Now fucking say hello to carl.”

“Hello there, Carl. How are you doing today?” Y/N sighed.

“Carl said today is the day you’re going to die,” Sunoo laughed, smacking her with the bear before walking away.

Y/N took a deep breath, a breath of defeat and disappointment before looking around, only to see the stranger walking in her direction again. She panicked slightly, running into the closest building to her, the fun house.

Everything was dark, except for the black light illuminating certain objects in the rooms. There were clowns laughing in the background. Y/N was terrified of clowns and instantly regretted her decision of entering this building. But a fun house was supposed to be fun, it was included in the name afterall. She took a deep breath and started wandering through the house, when that familiar feeling hit her again. She looked around, unable to see anyone in the room with her.

“I can see you,” a man’s voice sounded out. “But you can’t see me.” 

“What do you want with me?” Y/N yelled.

The man laughed maniacally in response. Y/N didn’t recognize the voice, it wasn’t a voice of one of her previous tormentors. She knew it had to be the man who has been following her all day. But what did he want from her? She frantically ran from room to room trying to escape the fun house with no success.

“Ring around the rosie,” the man started singing. It was as though he was circling her but she still was unable to see who the culprit was. “A pocket full of posies. Ashes ashes, we all fall down.”

Y/N felt two hands grip her shoulders, shoving her onto the ground then laughter sounded out again.

“This isn’t funny,” Y/N cried.

“Humor is subjective my dear,” the man snarled, poking her on the back. “I find this quite comical.”

“Who are you and what do you want with me?” Y/N asked, scooching up on the floor trying to find a wall so at least one part of her would be protectied. She scooched until she bumped into something, something that she knew wasn’t a wall, it was a person. Y/N felt the tip of a blade lightly graze her neck. She felt the cool metal as it caressed her soft skin.

“Now it’s time for the real fun,” the man laughed.

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟾 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟽 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟿♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟾 : 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢

“Please don’t kill me,” Yn pleaded

“I really don’t want to but it’s ultimately up to Pastor Bearie,” yangyang smiled. 

“I don’t understand what you want me to do,” Y/N sighed.

YangYang’s smile dropped from his face as he stared at Y/N, coldly.

“WHY AREN’T YOU UNDERSTANDING THIS?!?!” he yelled.

“Please don’t be mad at me,” y/n winced, looking down her feet as a tear streamed down her face. 

Yangyang placed both hands on each of her shoulders forcing y/n to look him in the eyes. 

“There’s something wrong with you,” he snarled. “You used to be so much more fun. I think your new boyfriends ruined you.”

“I knew you before, didn’t I?” Yn asked. 

Yangyang grabbed her arm, dragging her out of the room he had set up for the wedding. 

“I don’t think I want you like this,” YangYang announced. “I’m gonna take you back to kun.”

“Please don’t take me to him,” y/n pleaded to deaf ears. 

YangYang pulled her down a long hallway when a door that they were passing opened slightly. 

“You can leave her in here, if you’re finished with her,” a man’s voice whispered from the dark room. 

Yangyang turned to look at where the voice was coming from. A smile crawled back onto his face. 

“Sure, take her,” YangYang said, pushing y/n towards the room. “She’s no fun anymore.”

Yangyang turned and headed back from the direction he came from. 

“Please don’t leave me,” Y/N begged. Y/N thought that sometimes the monster you know is better than the monster that you don’t.

The door creaked open, still not exposing anyone in the room.

“Come inside,” a man whispered.

Y/N weighed her options, she contemplated running but where would she go? She didn’t know the building that they had her in and there seemed to be more men every time she turned around. Therefore, the likelihood she would get caught if she ran was extremely high.

Y/N took a deep breath and reluctantly walked inside. Once her body was completely inside the room, the door slammed closed behind her. There was no light, just an abyss of cool darkness that engulfed her. It felt as though the darkness was trying to consume her soul, leaving her shivering in fear. She felt a prick in her neck, causing her body to become weak. Her knees gave out and she could feel her body drop but someone was there to catch her. Y/N laid helpless in his arms as he lightly caressed her hair.

“Sleep little princess, sleep,” the man whispered. “The bed bugs won’t bite while I’m here.”

Y/N tried to resist, she attempted to fight the urge to sleep. She fought with every fiber in her body until she wasn’t able to fight. Her will to live slowly seeped out of her body and she succumbed to her fate.

Seonghwa stood at his desk staring at his bloody hands, temporarily paralyzed. Tears formed in his eyes as visions flashed through his mind. Visions of torture and delusion. 

“What’s going on?” Hongjoong interrupted, entering the office.

“Someone has Y/N,” Yunho explained, still staring at the flap of skin that was removed from her body.

“What the hell is that?” Hongjoong asked.

“It’s her tattoo,” Yeosang responded, coldly.

“I have to shower,” Seonghwa stated, abruptly leaving the office and headed towards his bedroom.

“What the fuck was that?” Wooyoung snapped. “Shouldn’t we figure out what our plan of action is?”

“This is bullshit,” Yunho said, grabbing the skin and making his exit from the office.

“Wait,” Wooyoung yelled. “You can’t take that.”

Yunho ignored Wooyoung’s calls and continued to make his way to his own bedroom.

Yeosang silently got up and headed to his computer room to attempt to do some research of his own, leaving Hongjoong and Wooyoung alone in Seonghwa’s office.

“This is fucking bullshit,” Wooyoung snarled, walking around Seonghwa’s desk not taking his eyes off of the empty box.

“You need to calm down,” Hongjoong said.

“Don’t tell me what the fuck I have to do,” Wooyoung snapped.

“Just hear me out,” Hongjoong said, remaining completely calm. “Nothing good comes out of harsh and rash decisions. Seonghwa knows that.”

“That doesn’t even make sense,” Wooyoung argued. “I never think about anything and it’s worked great for me so far.”

“No it really hasn’t,” Hongjoong declared. “Whether or not you care to admit it, Seonghwa seems to have real feelings for Y/N too.”

Hearing that from Hongjoong made Wooyoung stop circling the desk and stare at him with a look of death.

“What the fuck do you mean, he has real feelings for Y/N?” Wooyoung growled.

“I mean, he cares about her. For some unknown reason he seems to have a soft spot for the girl,” Hongjoong explained, trying to de-escalate the situation. 

“Mhm,” Wooyoung continued to glare.

“This is good though,” Hongjoong continued. “That means he is going to do everything in his power to bring her home safely.”

“But why isn’t he doing anything now,” Wooyoung asked in almost a whine.

“I’m sure he’s gonna come up with some sort of plan,” Hongjoong said. “Plus Jongho is supposed to be coming home tomorrow and he’ll be helpful with the execution.”

“Jesus christ,” Wooyoung exclaimed. “Jongho is coming home already!”

Seonghwa went into his bedroom and went straight into his private bathroom. He stripped down and got into a scorching hot shower. Y/N’s blood ran off his body turning the water going down the drain red. Tears started streaming down his face as though someone hit a switch. He was no longer able to control his emotions, nor did he want to. He missed Y/N, he missed everything about her. He missed her innocence, her sweetness, her touch of bad, the red glint that sometimes grazed her eyes, the smell of her hair, the softness of her skin and most of all he missed her smile and how she lit up when he would let his guard down and show her the real him. He made a vowel to himself, he will get her back no matter what it takes and this time he will never let her go again.

Y/N opened her eyes, once again unable to move. This time it was worse. She couldn’t even move her head, she was only able to look around with her eyes. The room was no longer a dark abyss. There she sat in a frilly pink dress at a table with two other women wearing similar looking frilly dresses. They looked like giant dolls. Their hair was perfectly groomed and their makeup matched a porcelain dolls.   There was a tea set in front of them and they all seemed to be strategically positioned to represent a tea party.

“Ooooooh,” WinWin screeched, “We can finally have our tea party.”

Y/N tried to turn her head to see who was speaking but was unsuccessful. 

The man came over and lightly touched her cheek with his finger. “I named you Arabelle and these are your new friends…Guinevere and Celestine. We are all going to be such good friends.”

Y/N was able to move her pinkie just a tiny bit. WinWin noticed, forcing his happy demeanor to change. He ran over to a table in the corner of the room and returned with a syringe.

“This won’t work,” WinWin stated injecting Y/N’s neck with the contents in the syringe forcing her to go back to sleep.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟾 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟽 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟿

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟾 : 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝

“We finally finished exams! Wooaaahhh!!” Mark cheers, leading his friends down the staircase.

“It’s over!!” Chenle adds. “Woo woo!”

“It’s freakin over!!” Jaemin shouts, throwing a stack of papers into the air. 

“What the hell, Jaemin!” Soojin snaps. “Why would you throw my papers? Pick them up now!”

Jaemin bends over, scurrying to gather all of the loose papers on the stairs.

“Hurry hurry,” Jeno teases.

“You guys help him too!” Soojin orders. 

“What the hell, why us?” Johnny snaps.

“None of you stopped him,” she growls. “Now do it!”

Everyone groans but eventually succumbs to her demands, bending over to assist in gathering the papers.

“If I see a single paper left on the ground, I will cut you all,” she adds.

“So which bar are we hitting up tonight?” Jeno wonders.

“I’m thinking the bar where Hyuck loves the toilets so very much,” Chenle smirks while looking at Donghyuck walking down the stairs.

“Oh yeah,” Mark laughs. “So are you in?”

“I’m sorry guys, I have to bail tonight,” Donghyuck says. “I have to be home.”

“What’s going on, Hyuck,” Jisung asks.

“Nothing,” he says, with a giant smile on his face. “I just have some errands to run.” He looks around waiting for a response only to see everyone staring at him suspiciously.  “Well I'll see ya all later,” he laughs, running past his friends and down the stairs.

“Wait up, Y/N,” YangYang orders, chasing behind you down a different set of stairs.

“Why are you in such a rush?” Doyoung asks.

“No reason, I just have some errands to run,” you explain, not stopping or slowing down.

“What errands?” Kun wonders.

“Um…” you hesitate.

“Did you guys finish your part of the report yet?” YangYang asks.

“Yea,” Hendery nods.

“Whatever guys, I’ll celebrate with ya’s another night,” you smile. “See ya.”

You pick up your speed and run off, leaving your friends behind with even more questions. You run outside to where Donghyuck normally parks his motorcycle, looking all around to make sure no one you know is in eyesight. He sneaks up from behind, lightly tapping your back. 

“Boo,” he yells.

You nearly jump out of your skin. “What the hell,” you snap.

“What?” he laughs. “I saw you looking around, acting all suspicious so I couldn’t help myself.”

“I wasn’t acting suspicious, I was wondering what all this is about,” you stated. “Why do we have to meet here in secret? We normally don’t do this.”

“Well…I don’t know,” Donghyuck sighs, looking down at the ground for a split second before looking back at you. “Things changed between you and me, I guess.”

“What are the ‘things’ that you're talking about?” you ask.

“Well…things,” he smiles.

You shake your head with a giant smile, “what things? Huh?”

“Whatever…then we’ll just let everyone in the university know about us then,” he laughs, pulling you closer to him. “Let’s see, is there anybody around?”

“Oh my god, there’s Doyoung,” you panic.

He quickly lets go of your arm and drop down to the ground hiding behind his motorcycle. He glances up at you to see you smiling and giggling in amusement. Donghyuck huffs before standing back up, adjusting his shirt.

“So where are you taking me today?” you wonder.

“I’m taking you to the best restaurant in the world,” he smiles, proudly.

You watch as he gets onto his motorcycle and you climb on the back. You wrap your arms around his waist and enjoy the ride to the best restaurant in the world. He pulls into the driveway of his house and parks his bike. You both climb off and you look around confused.

“Isn’t this your house?” you wonder.

“Oh, I’ve never told you that my mom opened a restaurant?” he asks. 

You scratch your head still looking around, “and you want me to eat with your family?”

“Mhm,” he nods. “Do you mind?”

“No, I guess not,” you sigh. “I’m just uncomfortable around new people…especially your parents.”

“Ooooooh hey,” a woman says, walking into the garage. “Is this her, the junior you told me about? The one that wants to try my cooking.”

“Yea,” Donghyuck nods. “You gotta show her your skills, mom.”

“Bring it on,” his mom says, proudly. “Come on, come and wait inside.”

She leads you both inside to a table and quickly wanders off into the kitchen. You and Donghyuck sit in silence. You’re clearly uncomfortable which seems to bring a sense of amusement to him. He watches you with a giant smile plastered on his face.  Renjun, his brother, wanders into the room, surprised to see you sitting aside Donghyuck.

“Oh, uh-oooh,” Renjun smiles, sitting down on the chair next to Donghyuck. “Hi,” he waves at you.

You look at the younger boy, confused then look at Donghyuck for an explanation. 

“If you want to say something then say it now,” Donghyuck says to Renjun.

He slowly looks away from Donghyuck and focuses on you, “nope I don’t have anything to say, at the moment.”

“And how did you meet, Hyuck?” his mom asks, walking back into the room carrying a dish of food. “Hyuck has never brought any of his juniors home with him.”

“Oh come on mom, this isn’t just a normal junior,” Renjun announces. “She’s a special junior with an extra topping.”

You exhale deeply, looking at Donghyuck, annoyed that his brother seems to know about the two of you.

“She lives in the same dorm as mine, so we’re kind of close mom,” Donghyuck explains.

“Oh I see,” she says, carrying the rest of the dishes over to the table. “Here it is, eat up.”

You stare at the food, not reaching to get any, unaware of everyone watching. “Is there something wrong?” his mom asks.

“No,” you say, still staring at the food on the table. “I just think it smells so…”

“It’s made from a secret family recipe. You can’t find it anywhere else,” she interrupts.

“Really?” you ask.

“Yes really,” she nods, proudly. 

You hesitantly scoop a spoonful of food and shove it in your mouth, everyone silently watching, patiently waiting on your response. The food tastes like nothing you ever tasted before. It is exceptionally good. Donghyuck smiles at you with such love in his eyes.

The front door swings open and in walks an older looking man. He is wearing dark blue work pants and white shirt stained with oil. 

“Oh honey,” Donghyuck’s mom happily smiles. “I didn’t think you were gonna be done so soon.”

He walks over to the table, staring at you with an unwelcoming expression on his face. “Who is this and why is she in my seat?” he grunts.

“Father, this is my…my friend, Y/N,” Donghyuck explains.

“Where is Yeji?” he asks.

“Oh honey, that’s not important. Why don’t you sit next to me and enjoy this happy occasion.”

He grunts but ultimately sits down next to his wife. The energy at the table shifts instantly. The rest of the meal is in silence and you refuse to look up from your food. After dinner Donghyck leads you outside, his mom follows behind.

“Thank you for dinner Mrs. Lee,” you smile. “Everything was absolutely delicious.”

“You’re quite welcome,” she says. “You’re welcomed here anytime.”

“Now she’s gonna be begging me to come back all the time,” Donghyuck interrupts.

“Make sure you listen to her and bring her back soon,” his mom orders.

You smiles, “thank you for everything.”

His mom turns to look at her son, “now give her a good ride and get her home safely.”

“I plan on it,” Donghyuck smirks, resisting the urge to wink at you.

She continues smiling as she turns around and walks back inside of the house.

“Come on, let’s go,” Donghyuck sighs, walking over to his motorcycle. He pauses and looks at you before hopping onto his bike, “I’m really sorry about my dad earlier. He’s weird about who we bring home.”

“I get it,” you sigh. “You should’ve just told your dad that we’re just friends.”

An amused smile appears on his face, “Sure. Because I wouldn’t be taking you home if we were more than friends.”

You smile at him as you follow his lead and climb onto the back of his bike. Donghyuck quickly turns to look at the back tire, “damn it,” he snarls. “How the hell did I get a flat?”

You both quickly get off of the bike and you watch as he investigates the deflated tire. He turns to look at you, “well I guess you gotta stay the night.”

“Doesn’t your dad run a garage?” you ask. “Can’t you just fix the flat tire?”

“Can’t you see that his garage is currently closed,” Donghyuck laughs. “I’ll have to wait till tomorrow to ask him. Just spend the night.”

“Nah,” you huff, pulling your phone out of your pocket. “I can take an uber.”

“This far out?” he laughs. “There’s no ubers here, especially at this time. You have no choice, you’re gonna have to stay with me.”

“You seem to forget that I have legs and I can walk to the nearest bus stop,” you smirk, turning to walk out of his parent’s garage, “Good bye.”

Donhyuck nods amused by your naivety, “ok.”

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

@lostinneocity @delululi @multifandomania

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟽 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟼 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟾♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟽 : 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎

“We’re getting married,” yangyang said with a smile on his face, “just like i always promised you.”

“What do you mean like you always promised me?” Y/N asked, trying to get off the chair.

“Ssshhhh,” Yang Yang said, putting his finger in front of her mouth. “Save that beautiful voice for the ceremony.”

“But I think I deserve to know what's going on.” Y/N argued.

Yang Yang’s smile dropped from his face as he stared coldly back at Y/N, “I’ll tell you what you fucking deserve.”

“I’m sorry,” Y/N sighed trying to appease the man who’s calm demeanor changed into something that appeared to be far more demonic. 

Y/N struggled, trying to move her legs, remembering they were still tightly tied to the chair legs, causing a stabbing pain in her abdomen. She winced in pain looking down to see blood soaking through the white gown that YangYang had her dressed in. 

“Oh dear,” YangYang smiled, “You seem to have made your wedding dress a little soiled.”

“I’m so sorry,” Y/N said scared that he was going to become angry. 

“It’s ok, I like a little color,” YangYang smiled. “Maybe I should cut myself to add some coloring to my outfit too. That way we will match.”

Y/N didn’t know how to respond so she stayed silent.

YangYang pulled his knife out of his pocket releasing the blade. He lifted his shirt exposing his chiseled abs and noticed Y/N silently staring. He took the blade of the knife gently tracing the outline of his abs while making eye contact with her. “This turns you on, doesn’t it?” he asked.

“No,” Y/N blushed, quickly turning away.

“It’s ok darling,” Yangyang smirked. “You’re supposed to find your husband to be sexy. Shit, I’d find me sexy if I was you.”

“If we’re gonna be married,” Y/N started. “You should probably untie me so I can at least touch you properly. You know the way a wife should touch her husband.”

“If I untie you and you try to run, I will have to break your legs,” YangYang smiled as he started untying the restraints on her legs and arms. “So please don’t make me do that.”

“I promise I won’t,” Y/N nodded.

Once her hands were released Y/N gently rubbed her wrists and legs then gently held her abdomen trying to release some of that pain as well. 

YangYang kneeled down in front of her and kissed her stomach where the blood was soaking through the dress. “Move your fucking hands,” YangYang snarled in his demonic voice forcing Y/N to listen without hesitation.

He rubbed his face over the blood stained dress. “This isn’t working,” he huffed getting frustrated. He grabbed the bottom of her dress, lifting it up exposing her lower body. “This is such a heavenly sight,” he breathed heavily. “The things we are going to do together get me so excited. Wait YangYang you need to focus. Do what’s right now.” He placed his face directly on the wound causing Y/N to wince from the pain. He pulled back and released her dress allowing it fall back down onto the floor. YangYang stood up with wet blood on his face, staring into her eyes and forcefully placed his lips against hers. She could feel his tongue trying to make its way into her mouth when she pulled away. He grabbed her right hand and placed in onto the bulge in his pants, “do you see what you fucking do to me?”

“Shouldn’t we wait till we're married?” Y/N panicked.

“I’m gonna cut myself and you’re gonna rub your face in it,” YangYang demanded with wide eyes. “DAMN THIS IS GONNA BE FUCKING HOT!”

YangYang ripped his shirt open and ran the blade of his knife down his chest leaving an open wound with blood dripping down his chiseled body. He let out a moan of excitement as the blade cut through his skin. “Now put your face in that,” he ordered.

“Uhm,” Y/N hesitated. “I don’t know if I should. Don’t I have enough blood on me?”

“RUB YOUR FUCKING FACE IN MY BLOOD BITCH,” YangYang yelled, grabbing a handful of her hair forcing her head harshly against his chest. “Yea you like that shit you little fucking cunt.”

Y/N didn’t say anything, she was afraid to argue or to do anything that he didn’t want her to do.

YangYang released her hair and turned to look at the corner of the room. His demeanor returned to the soft happy boy that he was when she first came in contact with him while she laid on the Doctors table.

“What?” YangYang said. “Ok, I understand.”

He turned back to look at Y/N and smiled, “Paster bearie said this isn’t appropriate behavior before the wedding.”

“Who?” Y/N asked not seeing anyone else in the room with them.

“He also said that you seem to be a bad influence on me and now he’s not sure if he’s ok with us getting married,” Yangyang announced. “You’re going to have to convince him that you want to be my wife.”

“What happens if I can’t,” Y/N asked.

“I’ll just have to kill you,” YangYang shrugged with a smile on his face.

Seonghwa patiently sat in his office, staring at his full glass of whiskey sitting on his desk in front of him. A knock sounded out from his door tearing him out of the trance that he appeared to be locked in.  

“Come in,” Seonghwa said, staring at his door, waiting to see which one of the boys came to him first.

The door slowly opened exposing Yeosang carrying his laptop.

“What do you need from me?” Yeosang asked before sitting on the chair directly in front of Seonghwa’s desk.

“That’s an interesting question,” Seonghwa smirked, before taking a long gulp from his glass of whiskey. “I have been thinking a lot and I was wondering if you still know how I feel about lying?”

Yeosang stared at his boss for a moment before speaking, “of course I do. Under no circumstances are we allowed to lie.”

“And what happens if you’re caught in a lie?” Seonghwa asked, treating the grown man sitting before him as though he was a child.

“It’s punishable by death,” Yeosang exhaled, slowly.

“Good,” Seonghwa smiled. “You remember.”

“What’s this about?” Yeosang asked, impatiently.

“I’ve been thinking and I feel like there are a few of you that are not being completely honest with me,” Seonghwa announced looking up from his desk. “And to be frank, it’s starting to piss me the fuck off.”

“I haven’t lied at all,” Yeosang panicked, fully aware of the risks he was facing if he was caught in a lie.

“Mhm,” Seonghwa hummed. “I want to see the footage from the hospital.”

“I showed you that footage,” yeosang cocked his head.

“No,” Seonghwa slammed his fist down. “You showed me what you wanted to show me. I want to see all of Y/N’s movements from the time she left the waiting room until she was taken.”

“Well,” Yeosang sighed, “that might have been deleted by now.”

Seonghwa opened the top drawer of his desk, removed his pistol and laid it on the top next to his whiskey, facing the barrel towards the boy. “I have full faith in you that you will be able to find what I am asking.”

“Yes sir,” Yeosang sighed as he opened his laptop and started typing away.  

After a few minutes, Seonghwa started to get impatient, “well did you find it?”

“I’m telling you, it doesn’t really show anything,” Yeosang sighed still typing away.

“I’ll be the judge of that,” Seonghwa growled. “Now show me everything.”

Yeosang placed his laptop onto the desk, facing the screen towards Seonghwa.

“Press play whenever you’re ready,” Yeosang ordered, returning to his seat in front of the desk.

Seonghwa took a deep breath before clicking on the button to start the video. He watched in silence as Y/N exited the waiting room and skipped down the hallway. He watched her get pulled into a room by San then San stormed out of the room shortly after. He continued to watch as Y/N continued to skip down the hallway towards the elevator. He saw her take an elevator down to the basement and head into the morgue. He continued to stare at the video, watching the doors of the morgue as nothing happened when the elevator door opened again, exposing Yunho who happily ran into the morgue, doors closing behind him. After what seemed to be an eternity, Y/N exited the morgue and happily skipped over to the elevator. Once Yugyeom got onto the elevator, Seonghwa paused the video.

“I want to see what happened in the morgue,” Seonghwa growled.

“There’s no cameras in there,” Yeosang said.

“Bullshit,” Seonghwa snapped, slamming his hand down onto his desk causing the younger boy to jump from the noise. “Those morgue techs have to be sick fucking freaks, I’m sure they have some form of cameras in there.”

“Seriously,” Yeosang argued. “I couldn’t find anything.”

Seonghwa smirked as he cocked his head to look at the boy who was staring back at him with a look of complete despair in his eyes. Seonghwa motioned with his pointer finger for the younger boy to come closer. Yeosang did as he was told and got up to walk over to Seonghwa’s desk.  Seonghwa grabbed yeosang’s hand, holding it flat on his desk, as he retrieved his butterfly knife out of his pocket. With a flick of his wrist, the blade was exposed. Seonghwa stabbed the desk in between two of Yeosang’s fingers causing the boy to yelp out of fear of what was coming.

“Are you sure you’re not lying to protect Yunho,” Seonghwa asked, pulling the knife back out from the desk and once again raising it again to stab the desk.

“I swear I’m not lying,” Yeosang pleaded. 

Seonghwa stabbed the desk again, grazing yeosang’s pinkie causing blood to drip out onto the desk.

“If you’re lying, I will cut your fucking hand off,” Seonghwa growled in a low almost demonic voice.

“I looked everywhere and I can’t see anything. I even tried to hack into the personal computers in the morgue to see if any videos were available and the only videos that I could locate are the ones they record during autopsies. But those cameras appear to be turned off all the other times,” Yeosang scrambled for words.

Seonghwa released his hand, “go get Yunho,” he commanded.

Yeosang backed away from Seonghwa’s desk, not taking his eyes off of the boss until he was completely out of the office. 

Yeosang returned a few minutes later with Yunho trailing behind. Seonghwa looked up from the glass of whiskey that he was concentrating on and smirked.

“Have a seat,” he commanded.

Yunho smiled, oblivious of what was coming.

“Would you like a drink, Yunho?” Seonghwa asked before finishing what was left in the glass that he was drinking.

“Yea sure,” Yunho smiled.

Seonghwa reached into the bottom desk drawer, pulling out a bottle of aged whiskey and an empty glass. He poured some whiskey in the empty glass, placing it at the edge of the desk for Yunho to grab and then refilled his own glass. He then replaced the whiskey bottle back inside the bottom drawer. Seonghwa took a long gulp from his glass while staring at Yunho.

“When we were at the hospital,” Seonghwa started, “what all did you do while the rest of us were sitting in the waiting room?”

“What do you mean?” Yunho asked.

“Exactly what I fucking said,” Seonghwa snapped. “WHAT WERE YOU FUCKING DOING IN THE MORGUE?”

“I found a girlfriend,” Yunho sighed.

“A girlfriend, huh?” Seonghwa cocked his head. “Do tell.”

“There’s nothing really to tell,” Yunho sighed. “I don’t have her anymore.”

“What do you mean?”Seonghwa asked.

“Well,” Yunho smiled looking down at his feet. “I owned her, everything was mine and now she’s gone.”

Before Seonghwa had time to ask a follow up question the door to his office flew open and Wooyoung entered with a package in his hand.

“This was delivered for you,” he explained, handing the package to Seonghwa.

“Thank you, Woo,” Seonghwa smiled, setting the package down on his desk.

“Are you going to open it?” Wooyoung asked.

“I will but we’re in the middle of something at the moment,” Seonghwa said. “You may leave again.”

“But…” Wooyoung continued.

“Fucking leave now,” Seonghwa snarled.

Wooyoung didn’t argue, he stormed out of the office, slamming the door behind him.

Seonghwa took a deep breath before speaking again, “please continue, Yunho.”

“That’s some pretty paper on that box,” Yunho announced, staring at the package sitting in front of Seonghwa. “I wish I would get presents in the mail. You’re so lucky.”

“Don’t focus on the package,” Seonghwa snapped. “Focus on what you were doing in the morgue.”

“Uhm how did you know I was in the morgue?” Yunho asked, confused.

“I know everything,” Seonghwa smirked. “Now tell me what you did.”

“That package is leaking,” Yunho announced with wide eyes. “It looks like blood.”

“I saw you and Y/N were in the morgue together, what happened,” Seonghwa asked while he started unwrapping the package that was sitting in front of him.

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” Yunho sighed.

“Jesus christ,” Yeosang blurted out. “Did you fuck Y/N or not?”

“She’s my girlfriend,” Yunho said. “I can do whatever I want with her. I own her.”

“You son of a bitch,” Wooyoung yelled, kicking the door open with his pistol exposed and aimed at Yunho. “You fucking raped her you sick bastard!”

“She wanted it,” Yunho argued, pulling his gun out. “Fuck you!”

“Holy shit,” Seonghwa gasped, dropping something onto his desk, leaving his hands bloody, causing all three of the men to look at him.

“What is that?” Yeosang asked.

“I think it’s the tattoo of my name that was on Y/N,” Seonghwa gasped, staring at his hands.

Wooyoung dropped his gun, running over and retrieving the skin laying on the desk. “That is her tattoo,” he announced.

Seonghwa unfolded the paper that was attached to the skin and read its contents aloud, “We have Y/N. If you ever want to see her alive again we will need 1.5 million dollars. You will be hearing from us shortly with further instructions. Hugs and Kisses. ~W.”

“Who the fuck is W?” Wooyoung asked.

“Whoever it is,” Seonghwa snarled. “They are going to pay for this.”

Yunho continued to stare at the skin that was removed from Y/N, “could I keep that tattoo?” he asked. “It would go nice in my collection.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

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𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.14 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 14 : 𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔢

𝔠𝔥.13 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.15

The night went on, while Y/N laid restless in her bed, unable to fall back to sleep. She tossed and turned thinking about everyone and everything. She had some regrets about rejecting Jungwon. She thought she might have some feelings for him but she wasn’t sure. She also thought about how she might have feelings for Jungwon and even Heeseung. Her emotions seemed to be getting jumbled and she could no longer distinguish the difference between rage, love, like, or just lust. It was all so confusing.

The morning light shone through the curtains in her dorm.

“A new day, a new beginning,” Y/N said to herself, getting up out of bed. She was hopeful that today would be a better day. After all, it couldn't be much worse.

Y/N got dressed in an outfit that was suitable to attend a carnival. She had no idea what kind of carnival a school like this would be hosting but how different could it really be?

After her hair and makeup was perfect, she made her way down to the dining hall for some breakfast. She only recognized a few of the people in the room but decided to sit alone at a table to eat in peace. 

“Good morning, sunshine,” Felix said, walking over to her table.

Y/N looked up to see Felix standing in front of her with Jeongin and Han. She hadn’t seen Han or Jeongin since the incident that happened in the study and it made her extremely uncomfortable being so close to them again. But she forced a smile onto her face, “good morning,” she grunted.

“You look pretty this morning,” Felix smiled. 

“Thanks,” Y/N sighed, continuing to eat her breakfast.

Felix sat down across from Y/N at the table. “What’s wrong with you? Are you mad at me?” he asked.

“No,” Y/N stated, coldly.

“Something is wrong,” Felix continued. “I can tell.”

Y/N glanced at Han and Jeongin who were both analyzing her with different expressions on their faces then went back to looking at her food, not responding.

Felix smiled, “sit down guys. I think you’re making sunshine nervous.”

Jeongin and Han groaned but sat down without saying anything else.

“Is that better?” Felix asked.

Y/N appeared to become more uncomfortable as she dropped her fork onto her tray of food. “I guess,” she sighed.

“Is it them?” Felix wondered.

“Well they did try to kill me,” Y/N whispered.

“Heeseung tried to kill you too,” Han grunted. “But you just keep trying to bang him.”

Jeongin laughed, “we would just like the same respect.” His smile dropped from his face and a scowl appeared.

“First of all,” Y/N snapped, “Heeseung has never actually tried to kill me. And second I would never try to bang him. That’s just disgusting.”

“You act like people don’t talk,” Han snarled. “You can’t keep your dirty little secrets hidden around here.”

“I’m not trying to keep anything hidden,” Y/N argued. “And I don’t want lies being told about me.”

“You don’t like lies and yet you’re the biggest liar of them all,” Jeongin smiled, cocking his head while looking at Y/N with wide eyes.

“Why did you bring them over here?” Y/N bluntly asked Felix. “They clearly don’t like me.”

“They wanted to apologize for their bad behavior towards you,” Felix stated. “Don’t you believe in second chances?”

“Of course I do,” Y/N nodded. “But if that’s the case then why are they treating me so meanly now.”

“This is mean,” Han laughed. “I am more than willing to show you mean if that’s what you’re into.”

Y/N exhaled deeply, purely out of frustration, she moved her chair back and attempted to stand up, unable to complete the action. There were two hands on her shoulders holding her still. She panicked, turning her head to see who was behind her.

“Good morning, all,” Chan smiled. “I hope I'm not interrupting anything.”

“You have the worst timing,” Jeongin snarled.

Chan ignored the boy’s comment, continuing to smile down at Y/N, “Is it alright if I join you for breakfast?” he asked.

“I was just about finished eating,” Y/N sighed, looking down at her almost full tray of food.

“It looks like you barely ate anything,” Chan argued.

“You need to eat your food to keep your strength up,” Felix added. 

“Little bitch is just too excited to eat,” Han laughed. “I have that effect on sluts.”

Y/N shot him a look of death before speaking, “I actually lost my appetite because of your disgusting behavior.”

“I knew you’d like it filthy,” Han smirked. “You’re a dirty little bitch.”

“Jisung,” Chan snarled. “That’s enough.”

“But I didn’t do anything,” Han argued.

“Go get ready for the carnival,” Chan ordered.

“I am ready,” Han snapped.

“No you’re not,” Chan growled. “Now don’t make me repeat myself.”

Han huffed before ultimately standing up and leaving the dining hall. Chan breathed a sigh of relief that Han didn’t put up too much of a fight, he turned to face Y/N with a giant smile on his face.

“May I join you?” he asked.

“Sure,” Y/N nodded, “but I told you I think I’m pretty much done eating.”

“It looks like you barely touched your breakfast,” Chan stated, glancing down at the tray of food in front of her.

“I kind of lost my appetite,” she sighed, glancing at Jeongin then looking back down at her food.

“Eh,” Chan smirked, “why don’t you just eat a little more. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I always make sure all of my boys eat a proper breakfast. Isn’t that right, boys?”

“I love breakfast,” Felix smiled, innocently. 

Jeongin rolled his eyes, “you’re such an ass kisser.”

Felix’s smile dropped from his face as he reached into the waste of his pants, pulling out a switchblade.

“What the fuck did you just call me?” he snarled.

“What the hell Felix?” Y/N gasped.

Felix slowly turned his head to look at her, a smile slightly growing on his face as he lowered his hand, “I was clearly joking. I was just trying to lighten the mood,” he laughed.

Jeongin ran his finger across his own throat while making eye contact with Felix, “your time will come mother fucker,” he growled.

“Knock this shit off,” Chan snapped. “I just want to enjoy a nice breakfast with my new friend. So anyone who isn’t eating needs to leave the dining hall right now and get ready for the fucking carnival.”

Jeongin stood up and stormed out of the dining hall, Felix wasn’t as quick to leave though. He gently smiled at Y/N before speaking, “I hope we’ll get to hang out today at the carnival. I’d love to go on some rides with you.”

“I’d like that too, Felix,” Y/N smiled back.

Felix’s smile dropped, “hopefully no accidents will happen though. Rides can be awfully dangerous.”

“Umm,” Y/N hesitated. “Yea I hope not too.”

“I’m just kidding,” Felix said, laughing, “accidents on rides are very unlikely.”

“That’s enough, Felix,” Chan grunted. “Go get ready.”

“I’ll see you later, sunshine,” Felix stated as he walked away from the table, leaving the dining hall.

Chan sighed heavily, “sorry about my boys. They can be a lot sometimes.”

“I don’t know,” Y/N said, pushing the food on her tray around with a plastic fork. “Felix has been really nice to me. But he’s the only one.”

“Hmm,” Chan said, raising an eyebrow. “I’m glad to hear that Felix has been nice. Well I’ll still apologize for the other ones. You’re just new things will get better, I promise.”

“It’s whatever,” Y/N sighed. “I think I’m starting to get used to everyone treating me like that.”

“That’s not a good thing,” Chan stated. “You shouldn’t have to get used to anyone treating you poorly.”

“What can I do?” Y/N asked. “I’m human and I’m no match for anyone here.”

“There’s more to defending yourself than just physical strength,” Chan stated. “Words can cut deeper than a knife. You need to learn to be smarter than everyone in the room. Make sure you always keep your eyes open and see every situation for what it actually is.”

“Why are you being so nice to me?” Y/N asked.

“I don’t like to see anyone getting bullied,” Chan said. “Are your parents coming today?”

“My parents?” Y/n repeated. “Why would my parents be coming here today?”

“Parents are allowed at the carnival,” Chan smiled. “Didn’t anyone tell you that?”

“No one really tells me anything,” Y/N sighed. “But to be honest, I’m not too interested in seeing my parents right now.”

“Why’s that?” Chan asked.

“They sent me here without any warning. I don’t know why either. I just woke up one morning in my new bed with Ryujin smiling at me,” Y/N explained. “It doesn’t make sense why they didn’t want me with them anymore.”

“I’m sure they had their reasons,” Chan sighed. “Maybe it would help you and give you some kind of closure to ask them their reasons.”

Y/N sighed, dropping her fork onto the tray of food, “maybe…but to be honest I think I’m a little scared to hear their reasons.”

“I hear that,” Chan smiled. “That’s neither here nor there, let’s not think about such things now. We should probably head out to the carnival.”

Y/N stood up, picking her tray up to return it before leaving, freezing in her tracks when she saw Yeonjun and some girl enter the dining hall holding hands.

“This is such bullshit,” Y/N snapped, dropping her tray back onto the table and storming out of the room, fighting back the tears.

“Hey, Y/N,” a voice called out from down the hallway. “Wait for me.”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟼 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟻 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟽♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟼 : 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚗

“Good morning beautiful,” the man said, moving closer. “There’s no need to be scared, I am a doctor.”

Y/N attempted to speak but spit dribbled out from her lips instead. 

“Don’t worry, I sedated you so that you won’t feel any pain,” the man announced as he picked up a scalpel holding it over her face. He stared at Y/N for a few minutes before beginning to laugh, “but even with the sedation, you still will feel a good amount of this.”

Y/N gurgled trying to get some words out but with no success. 

“Look, if you want to communicate with me, blink once for yes and twice for no,” the man smiled. “There's solutions for every problem in this world, you just gotta look for them.”

Y/N blinked once then stared at the man to see what he was going to say next.

“Do you want to know what fun we’re going to have here?” he asked.

Y/N blinked once.

“Well, originally I was going to attempt to switch your heart out with a pigs to see if it worked but Kun told me no. He said he’s not ready for you to die yet.” the man frowned for a second then immediately smiled, “but then he said he needs a body part removed to send as proof of having you.”

Y/N blinked twice in a panic. She attempted to scream but only more drool dribbled down her chin. 

“I was examining this beautiful body of yours,” the man said as he gently rubbed the scalpel down Y/N’s torso. The cold metal of the blade sent shivers through her body. “And then I saw this,” he pushed the point of the scalpel into Y/N’s lower abdomen where Seonghwa’s name was tattooed.  “This is unacceptable.” he scowled.

The man bent down and licked the blood that was dripping out of the wound from the scalpel. “We can’t have any blood yet, in case YangYang comes in for a little peek a boo.” he started laughing.

Y/N looked up at the man standing before her as a tear streamed down her cheek. “Oh don’t cry beautiful, this will be over soon,” he comforted, gently rubbing her cheek. “And atleast you’re gonna be alive after its over. See you gotta look at the positives.”

Y/N blinked once.

“I will not cut off your fucking hands,” the man yelled enraged. 

Y/N stared with wide eyes, unsure where that comment came from.

The man started laughing “unless you want me to.”

Y/N quickly blinked twice, waited a few seconds and blinked twice again.

The plastic moved and a younger looking man entered the room. 

“What are you doing in here, xiaojun?” The boy asked. 

Xiaojun turned around to look at him, “Yang Yang go away.”

“Oh my god, this is where she is,” yangyang sighed running over to yn laying on the table. “Hey baby. I’ve missed you so much.”

“Jesus fucking Christ stop saying that!” Xiaojun yelled looking at the wall. 

Yn looked at yangyang with fear in her eyes, trying to beg for help but still unable to speak. 

“What are you doing to her,” yangyang snapped standing up to look at xiaojun. 

“Kun said he needs something for proof that we have her so I’m getting him that,” xiaojun explained. “Now get out of here.”

“I will see you soon,” yangyang smiled. “I promise.”

Xiaojun started laughing “or stay, I like an audience.”

Xiaojun walked over to a stereo that was sitting in the corner of the room. He pressed a button and classical music started to play. He picked up his scalpel and started dancing around the room freely waving the medical equipment around as though it was a prop. He started slow dancing with an imaginary person before stopping and pretending to crush that person's skull. 

“Time to start,” he announced. 

Yangyang leaned down and kissed Yn on the cheek, “i will get my surprise ready for you and after you and Dr. Xiaojun are done having your fun, you can come get my surprise.”

Yn blinked repeatedly, in a state of panic, hoping she could deter the younger boy to stay and help her. 

“WHY DO YOU HAVE TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT?!?” xiaojun yelled staring at his hands. 

Yangyang laughed, while staring at yn still frantically blinking, “he’s so funny sometimes. You two are going to have so much fun.”

Xiaojun walked over to the bed where yn laid helplessly.

“Alright,” he announced, “let’s make you even more gorgeous.”

Yangyang got up and headed towards the entrance of the room, “I just hope you’ll like my present as much as you like this,” he stated, walking out of the room. 

Xiaojun traced yn’s body with the scalpel, barely making contact with her skin. Yn winced at the anticipation of what was coming. 

Xiaojun stared at her tattoo, eyes coldly locked onto the name, concentrating on all the curves and details. He took his index finger and traced the lettering then lowered his head and retraced it again using his tongue. 

“Once this nasty thing is off your body, I want to see you trace this with your tongue too,” xiaojun informed, not looking at her for a response. 

He started to hum as he slowly inserted the scalpel into yn’s lower abdomen. He slowly dragged the knife down then made a 90 degree turn and carved along the bottom of the writing in a straight line. 

Despite being sedated yn could feel the incision, but was unable to move or scream out in pain. Tears welled up in her eyes until they could no longer be contained. They streamed down her cheeks until she passed out. 

The clock struck 4 and everyone made their way into Seonghwas office. He was sitting on his desk, smoking a cigar, in the dark. 

“Ok boss man what’s the plan?” Mingi asked 

“We’re going to go to se7en’s place and kill as many as those mother fuckers as we can and bring yn home,” Seonghwa growled before taking a sip of the glass of whiskey he had sitting on the desk next to him. 

“But I thought we weren’t just going to go in there and start killing all reckless and shit,” San said. 

“We’re not,” Seonghwa snapped. “We’re gonna be in the front causing a distraction while you and Wooyoung sneak in the back, unnoticed.”

“What kind of distraction?” San asked.

“Leave that to us,” Seonghwa smirked.

They all gathered their things together and headed over to the main mansion of Se7en.

San and Wooyoung went a different route, parked their vehicle a few blocks away and walked to the mansion. 

Seonghwa got out of the vehicle waiting for yunho to work his magic. Yunho exited the vehicle and with a smile he pulled the pin out of the mini grenade he was holding and threw it at the mansion causing a minor explosion. 

Jb, bambam, and mark ran out the front door with their guns in hand. 

“Hand her the fuck over,” Seonghwa growled. 

“You didn’t have to wreck our place,” jb snapped. “You could have just asked nicely.”

“The time for pleasantries is over,” Seonghwa snarled. 

“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” mark scoffed. 

“Jokes on you fuckers,” Mingi laughed “we don’t wear panties.”

Mingi looked at Hongjoong proudly and nudged him, “did you hear that one?” he asked.

“Yea, good one man,” Hongjoong rolled his eyes.

“Enough fucking around,” Seonghwa snapped. “Give us Y/N!”

“You got here too late, she’s gone,” BamBam smiled.

“Oh my god,” Mingi said, exhaling slowly. “They already killed her.”

“We didn’t get the chance to kill the bitch,” JB snapped. “She was taken before we got there.”

Seonghwa pulled his gun out of his holster, aiming it at JB’s head, “call her a bitch again and I’ll blow your fucking head off.”

San and Wooyoung entered the back door and crept throughout the house. They made their way into the basement and found the empty cage.

Wooyoung frantically searched around the room, finding Y/N’s clothing thrown in the corner of the room. “She was here,” he announced, smelling her clothing.

“What do we have here?” Yugyeom asked, entering the room with his gun drawn and pointed at Wooyoung. “I don’t think you were invited.”

“Where is Y/N?” Wooyoung asked.

Yugyeom took a few steps closer to Wooyoung, unaware of San’s presence in the room.  

“You don’t get to ask the questions here,” Yugyeom smirked, cocking his gun. “This is my playground.”

San whipped Yugyeom’s head from behind with the butt of his pistol, knocking Yugyeom onto the floor. 

San laughed, “looks like it's our playground now.”

Yugyeom rubbed his head and snarled, “go fuck yourself.”

Wooyoung walked over and kicked Yugyeom in the ribs, “where the fuck is Y/N?”

“Before or after I fucked her?” Yugyeom asked with a smirk on his face.

Wooyoung kicked him in his ribs again. “She wouldn’t do that to me.”

Yugyeom curled up in the fetal position, he opened his mouth to speak but spit out blood before he was able to. “She couldn’t get enough of this big cock. She was begging for more.”

Wooyoung grabbed the gun he had stashed in his holster, pointed it at Yugyeom’s head and before he could say another word, Wooyoung pulled the trigger.

“I hate fucking liars,” Wooyoung snarled as he watched Yugyeom’s lifeless body slump onto the floor.

San smiled at Wooyoung, “I’m pretty sure I heard him say he shot Jongho too.”

“He didn’t say that,” Wooyoung said, confused.

“Oh my god, Woo, think about it,” San rolled his eyes. 

“I still don’t get it,” Wooyoung huffed.

“We’ll worry about that later, let’s search the rest of the house and get out of here before Yunho does the real damage,” San ordered.

San and Wooyoung went room to room searching for any member of Se7en and Y/N with no luck with either one.  They made their way out of the mansion, leaving out the back door. Informing Yeosang through their earpieces. 

“They’re out,” Yeosang said to the other guys who were still in front of the house. “House is cleared.”

An eerie smile crawled onto Yunho’s face as he retrieved a larger grenade from his pocket. “It’s time to shine,” he smiled.

“It’s been fun gentlemen,” Seonghwa said getting back into his vehicle, “we’ll be seeing you all soon.”

Yunho pulled the pin out of the grenade and threw it at the house, “Maybe I’ll come back for your bodies,” Yunho yelled before getting into the vehicle. 

The guys drove off as the grenade exploded causing a fiery inferno of the mansion.

Y/N opened her eyes, tears dried onto her cheeks. She was in excruciating pain on her abdomen. She noticed she was in a different room and Doctor Xiaojun didn’t seem to be in the room. She was positioned on a chair in a dark room. She attempted to move her legs but they were tied to the legs of the chair. Her arms appeared to be tied together too. But she was relieved that she regained her mobility. The door to the room opened and she realized she was stashed in a closet. She looked up and saw Yangyang’s smiling face.

“It’s about time you woke up, sleepy head,” he smiled. 

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked, panicked. 

“Oh how I missed hearing your voice,” Yangyang said, “i like to believe its what i will hear when I reach heaven’s gates.”

“That's sweet of you,” Y/N said, coldly. “But what’s going on now?”

Yangyang ignored her questioning as he dragged the chair that she was tied to out of the closet.

“We’re getting married,” Yangyang announced with a huge smile on his face. “Just like I always promised you.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟽 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟾

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟽 : 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛

“Donghyuck, why don’t you just break up with her?” Soojin asks.

“Yea dude,” Mark adds, proudly.

“Why continue to drag it out?” Jeno joins.

“Well she asked for it,” Jisung interrupts. “What other choice did he have?”

Soojin glares at Jisung in disgust but doesn’t respond.

“I think this is partially my fault,” Donghyuck announces. 

“You gotta look at the bright side,” Jaemin adds. “All of this might bring you two even closer.”

“Oh my god,” Soojin huffs. “One of you is a saint and the other is an optimist…I don’t want to talk to you guys anymore.”

“So forget about it,” Jaemin sighs. “Let’s take Hyuck out tonight to help him forget about everything.”

“Well…” Chenle hesitates.

“My treat,” Jaemin announces.

“Yes daddy,” Chenle laughs. “The rich man with unlimited credit but only a hundred bucks left in his bank account.”

“Oh my god,” Mark laughs so hard that he almost falls off of his chair.

“Ok ok ok,” Jaemin smiles. “If you’re too proud to let me pay then..”

“I’m not saying that,” Chenle snaps, quickly turning to look at Jaemin with a straight, serious face.

“May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past,” Jaemin says, raising his glass in the air and all of his friends following suit.

Jeno turns to look at Donghyuck, “bottoms up, dear friend.”

Everyone starts clapping to support their friend chugging the drink in front of him.

“Yayyyyy,” Mark laughs.

“Get him another one,” Soojin demands.

“Alright guys slow it down,” Donhyuck gasps. “I don’t want to be hugging the toilet two nights in a row.”

“Oh come on,” Chenle huffs.

Something catches Soojin’s eye from across the room. “Um guys,” she starts.  “Jaemin, there’s Y/N.”

Jaemin spins around, seeing you and your friends walking inside of the bar.

“Hey Y/N,” he calls with a giant smile on his face. “Come on over here.”

“Come on kids,” Soojin orders. “There’s room at our table.”

Your friends happily walk over to their table, pulling you along with them. 

“Y/N, sit next to Jaemin,” Soojin demands.

“Do you have a seat? Because if not you can sit on my…” Jaemin smiles, “…heart.”

“Holy shit,” Jeno laughs. “Didn’t think you were gonna say that.”

“I’m a nice guy,” Jaemin smiles. “Remember?”

Jaemin grabs a glass and pours two different liquids into the glass, handing it to you with a giant smile. “See if you make it too strong, you’ll get drunk too fast,” Jaemin explains. “It’s perfect like this.”

“Do you take care of everyone this well?” Chenle huffs.

“I do,” Jaemin snaps, glaring at his friend. “I’m a caring person.”

Donghyuck picks up his glass and chugged all of the contents. 

“Jaemin never mixes my drink for me,” Mark whines.

“Me neither,” Chenle agrees.

Jeno notices Donghyuck chug his second drink and watches as he pours straight liquor into the empty glass. “I thought you said you were going to take things slow,” he questions.

“What’s wrong with you?” YangYang asks, joining into the conversation,

You’re listening to what is being said about him when Jaemin turns to look at you. “Oh hey,” he smiles. “Were the lecture notes that I gave you useful?”

“A lot of the info for the test was useful but we still couldn’t finish in time,” Doyoung sighs.

“Y/N was the only one that could,” Hendery announces. “She got them all.”

“She’s as impressive as me,” Soojin smiles.

“Since you’re this impressive,” Jaemin smirks. “You deserve a reward.” He leans against you to whisper into your ear, “so what do you want?”

“Um,” you hesitate.

“I know you want something,” Jaemin insists. 

“No…I’m good,” you state.

“Oh just tell Jaemin what you want. He’ll get you anything,” Soojin announces.

“Hyuck, slow down man,” Jeno says to him as he chugs his full glass of liquor.

“Don’t pay attention to him,” Jaemin whispers. “He’s an alcoholic.”

The night goes on, you’re trying not to drink too much. You don’t want to make another drunken mistake. You can tell that Jaemin likes you and the last thing you want is to go home with him just because you’re still upset about the Donghyuck situation.

You get up from the table and walk down the long hallway leading to the bathrooms. You turn the corner bumping into someone walking out. You look up, locking eyes with Donghyuck. You can feel the intensity from the way he is looking into your eyes. You want to hug him, you want to grab onto him and not let go but you won’t allow yourself to do that. You take a deep breath and move to the right to go around him just as he happens to move to the same side. After attempting to go around each other with the same result of continuing to bump into each other you both stop. It was obvious both of you have a lot to say but neither one seem to want to be the one to say it. Finally Donghyuck opens his mouth but before words could come out he quickly covers his mouth, turns and runs back into the bathroom. 

There he is hugging the porcelain throne, praying for death. He continues to vomit until there is nothing left in his stomach. He slumps down, laying his head on the seat, slowly closing his eyes.

Donghyuck opens his eyes, looking around, realizing he is in a bedroom lying comfortably tucked into a bed. He looks over and there you are, lying underneath the blankets next to him. When you feel him moving around, you open your eyes, turning to look at him.

“You were sleeping in the bathroom,” you explain. “So I told your friends to bring you here and you could sleep on my sofa for the night. At least you still have some clothing here.”

Donghyuck looks down at what he was wearing, realizing it was different from what he wore to the bar.

“There was vomit all over your shirt so I changed your clothes,” you explain.

“I’m sorry I didn’t want to be a bother to you,” he sighs, sitting up to get out of bed. “I’ll leave now.”

You grab his arm, preventing him from getting up. He slowly turns to look at you. “Why did you take so much time to come back to me?” you ask. “You told me to wait.”

“What about Jaemin?” he wonders.

“Are you kidding me?” you snap. “I was drunk the other night so he gave me a ride home.”

“So you’re really waiting for me?” he asks.

“What do you take me for?” you huff. 

“Can I really come back to you?” he whispers, hesitantly.

“Are you with anyone now?” you ask.

He stares at you for a few seconds before lunging forward, wrapping his arms around your body, squeezing tightly. Donghyuck lets out a slight whimper as the tears start to flow.

“When I was hurt you took care of me, now let me take care of you,” you whisper.

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

@lostinneocity @delululi @multifandomania

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.13 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 13 : 𝔦'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔧𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰

𝔠𝔥.12 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.14

“That’s just…” Y/N started.

“So romantic, right?” Ryujin interrupted. “I told you he was in total love with me.”

“But Ryujin, he used you, fed on you, killed you, then forced you to kill your best friend,” Y/N argued.

“Yea I was there,” Ryujin snarled. “But he did all of those things so we could be together forever.”

“I don’t know,” Y/N sighed.

“You can think what you want but I know the truth,” Ryujin snapped. “We’re madly in love and I’m starting to think you just might be jealous.”

“I’m not jealous,” Y/N argued. 

Ryujin looked up at Y/N with her eyes black, “tell me the truth, do you have a thing for Jay?”

“Oh my god NO,” Y/N gasped. 

“You better not be lying,” Ryujin snarled.

“I swear I’m not lying,” Y/N said, with a high pitched voice, hoping her roommate would take her word.

“Good because friends don’t like their friend’s boyfriends,” Ryujin stated as her eyes went back to normal.

Y/N smiled, “we’re friends?”

“Of course we are,” Ryujin returned her smile. “It’s starting to get late, maybe we should try to get some sleep, we have a big day tomorrow.”

“We do?” Y/N wondered.

“Tomorrow is our annual carnival and then its the masquerade ball,” Ryujin explained. “Speaking of that, have you figured out who sent that dress to you?”

Y/N let out a sigh of disappointment, “no nobody has said anything about it to me.”

“I asked Jay about it and he didn’t know anything so I don’t know either,” Ryujin sighed. 

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see who shows up under the clock,” Y/N said.

“It’s kind of romantic though,” Ryujin smiled. “Don’t you think?”

“I mean, maybe,” Y/N nodded. “Under normal circumstances I would probably think it’s a little romantic but lately nothing good seems to happen so I kind of think it’s a little nerve racking.”

“You’re just being paranoid,” Ryujin sighed. “Now let’s get some sleep. You look like you could really use some beauty rest.”

“Thanks alot,” Y/N laughed, getting up off of her bed to go to the bathroom to get dressed in her pajamas.

When she returned to the room, Ryujin already appeared to be asleep. She was hoping she would have the same luck and be able to fall asleep rather quickly too. Her anxiety did seem to loosen up and she was no longer on the verge of having a mental breakdown. She crawled into bed, thoughts racing through her mind as she slowly drifted off to sleep. 

Halfway through the night, Y/N heard someone whispering over by her roommate’s bed, disturbing her peaceful sleep. She rolled over, only slightly opening one eye, wanting to still appear to be asleep.

Jay was sitting on Ryujin’s bed, gently moving her hair out of her face. “Baby wake up,” he whispered.

Ryujin opened her eyes, smiling once she saw Jay in her bed. “Jay,” she said. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too,” Jay sighed, smiling. 

Ryujin lifted the covers up, scooching over to make room for the boy to crawl in. “Get in,” she offered.

“No,” Jay stated. “Not here.”

“Why not?” Ryujin wondered, confused.

“I’m gonna make you scream and I don’t want the audience,” Jay explained with a smirk on his face. “I have something special for you.”

“Ooooh what?” Ryujin asked excitedly, sitting straight up in bed.

Jay lightly caressed her face with his hand, “come with me and I’ll give it to you.”

“Ok,” Ryujin smiled.

“That’s my girl,” Jay said, standing up and placing his hand out for Ryujin to grab.

Ryujin didn’t hesitate, she placed her hand into Jay’s and they disappeared out of the room just as quickly as Jay first appeared.

Y/N shook her head while rubbing her eyes, turning over to attempt to go back to sleep when Jungwon appeared out of the shadows.

“Y/N,” he whispered, causing her to nearly jump out of the bed. “Calm down, it's just me.”

Once Y/N realized who was in her room, she scowled, “what do you want?”

“I’m sorry,” Jungwon sighed. “If I hurt your feelings in any way, I’m sorry.”

“If?” Y/N repeated. “That’s a really shitty apology.”

“You know you hurt my feelings too,” he snapped.

“What are you talking about?” Y/N said. “I didn’t do anything to you. You’re the one who decided to make out with another girl right in front of me.”

“I only did that because you decided to go on a lunch date with that wolf,” Jungwon snarled, trying not to let his emotions get the best of him.

“It wasn’t a lunch date,” Y/N argued. “I was so upset about things and he was just being nice to me. Felix is my friend.”

“I don’t like you being friends with wolves,” Jungwon announced. 

“Well that's too bad because you don’t get to tell me who i can and can’t be friends with,” Y/N snapped.

Jungwon sat down alongside Y/N on her bed, “I wasn’t trying to tell you that.”

“It kind of sounded like you were,” Y/N argued. “And then you punished me for not listening.”

“I’m just trying to look out for you,” Jungwon snapped. “Felix is the worst of them wolves.”

“Why do you even care?” Y/N asked.

“Well I… I… I kind of… well you’re my friend,” Jungwon sighed.

“Oh,” Y/N said, looking down at her hands a little disappointed.

“What’s wrong?” Jungwon asked, lifting Y/N’s chin up with his hand, forcing her to look at him. “You seem a little disappointed.”

“No,” Y/N denied. “It’s not disappointment, I’m not sure what it is though.”

“Maybe this will help clear things up,” Jungwon smirked, leaning in and pressing his lips firmly against hers.

Y/N instinctively kissed him back, but forced herself to stop and pushed him away.

“Jungwon stop that,” she ordered. “I’m not going to be your toy.”

“What are you talking about?” Jungwon snarled.

“I don’t want to be like Ryujin. I am not going to be into you only to have you play with my emotions every chance you get,” Y/N snapped.

Jungwon let out a little chuckle, “is that what you think happens between Ryujin and Jay?” he asked.

“Yea she told me how he turned her and that’s just awful. He uses her and she’s too blinded by love to see it,” Y/N argued.

“You are sadly mistaken,” Jungwon smiled. “Jay loves her too. He just shows it in his own way.”

“That’s what she says too, but I’m not stupid and I have eyes,” Y/N sighed. “I see how he treats her. You don’t treat someone you love like that.”

“Did she tell you what happened after he turned her?” Jungwon asked.

“How he made her kill her best friend? Yes, she did tell me that,” Y/N snapped. “And that’s just sick.”

“No, not that part,” Jungwon said. “The part about her dad?”

Y/N stared at Jungwon, without saying a word and shook her head no.

“I didn’t think so,” Jungwon smiled. “Ryujin was worried about her dad not knowing where she got to. So Jay took her to see him. When they walked in and he saw her with a boy he lost his shit. He started degrading her and calling her everything under the sun which made Ryujin upset and forced her to cry. Even though her father treated her awful her entire life, it was still her father and she loved him and wanted him to love her in return. Jay couldn’t stand seeing her hurt by this man. He killed him out of rage and this binded the two forever.”

“Jay killed her father?” Y/N repeated.

“Jay has a weird way of showing his feelings but honestly he does love Ryujin and would never let anything bad ever happen to her,” Jungwon explained.

“But he treats her awful,” Y/N insisted.

“That’s only in public,” Jungwon continued. “He doesn’t like anyone to know that he has a soft side but when they’re alone, it’s completely different.”

“He doesn’t even admit they are dating,” Y/N pointed out.

“He doesn’t have to,” Jungwon added. “Everyone knows they are and knows not to disrespect his girl otherwise they’ll have to pay the consequences.”

“Is that what you want with me?” Y/N asked, instantly regretting letting those words slip out of her mouth.

Jungwon laughed, “what do you mean?”

“Do you only want to be nice to me when we’re alone and then ignore me and treat me like shit in public,” Y/N explained.

“Not at all,” Jungwon smiled. “But to be honest, I don’t have a real answer of what I actually want.”

“That’s not enough for me,” Y/N sighed.

Jungwon ignored her words, leaning in and briefly pressing his lips against hers again.

“I think I might like you,” Jungwon whispered. “And I think we should explore those feelings.”

“This isn’t how we should be doing that,” Y/N argued.

“What do you mean?” Jungwon smiled. “This is the best way I know to explore any feelings.”

He pushed Y/N down onto her bed, laying on top of her body, kissing her once more. He pulled away, gently placing a strand of hair behind her ear. “But I’ll respect you, if you’re not ready,” he whispered.

Y/N wanted to say she was, but she knew that this whole situation was wrong. It didn’t matter that her body was screaming at her to say yes, it didn’t matter that her heart was saying yes. Her mind knew she had to be smart and if he was serious then he would be ok to wait for every part of her to be on board.

Y/N shook her head, “Jungwon this isn’t right. I can’t do this.”

Jungwon sighed, leaning down and kissing her once more before disappearing out of her room, leaving her alone in her bed.

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟻 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟺 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟼♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟻 : 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚋

“We’ll just have to wait and see who’s willing to pay the most to keep the ‘princess of the mob’ alive,” the man said with an evil smirk on his face. 

“Who's the ‘princess of the mob’?” Y/N asked, confused.

“She’s not too smart is she?” the man asked Ten.

“What is going on?” Y/N asked. “I deserve some answers.”

“I’ll tell you what the fuck you deserve!” the man snarled.

“Kun,” Ten interrupted. “This isn’t her fault, she went through an awful lot at Se7en’s, just give her some time to get her senses back.”

“Since when are you sympathetic with a hostage,” Kun snarled. 

“Just knock it off,” Ten huffed. “Or I’m gonna call him and let him know what you’re doing.”

“You wouldn’t,” Kun cocked his head.

“I need to see him anyways,” Ten smiled, taking his phone out of his pocket. “I might as well fill him in on how you’re acting too.”

Kun walked over to Ten, gently placing a strand of his long black wavy hair behind his ear, “you don’t have to call him when I’m here.”

A touch of crimson appeared on Ten’s cheeks, “you never told me that you were interested in me like that,” he smiled looking down at the floor like a shy teenager in love.

Kun ran his hand down Ten’s face, lightly caressing his cheek, running it along his jawline until Kun reached Ten’s neck. He positioned his hand forcefully around Ten’s skinny neck, squeezing it harshly, “I’m not fucking interrested in having my dick sucked by someone like you.” he spit, continuring to squeeze while he grabbed Ten’s phone with his free hand. “If you ever threaten me with Taeyong again, I will not stop.” Kun released him, leaving Ten rubbing his neck while gasping for air. He took Ten’s phone and threw it against the wall, shattering it into little pieces.  

Kun turned his gaze onto Y/N who was still sitting on the dirty, blood stained mattress, trying to piece together the current situation. Nothing was making sense to her though, everything felt like a giant haze and she couldn’t connect any dots.  

He walked over to Y/N grabbing a handful of hair, forcing her to look up at him, “I can see why everyone seems to fall for you, you’re fairly easy on the eyes,” Kun smirked. “Maybe you and I should have some fun later. I like to try out all the toys first.”

“Ummm,” Y/N started.

Kun pulled her hair, raising Y/N up off of the mattress, “say ‘yes daddy. Anything you like, daddy’,” he ordered with nothing but rage in his eyes and voice alike.

“Yes daddy,” Y/N whispered, “anything you like, daddy.”

Kun released her hair, dropping her down onto the bed, “such a pathetic whore,” he scoffed before slapping her face.

When Kun’s hand made contact with her cheek, her whole body flung backwards onto the bed. She grabbed her face with her own hands and whimpered, scared of what he would do next.

“Till next time,” Kun smiled. His smile slowly faded until he looked angry a few seconds later. “I have things to do,” he announced before spitting on her and then leaving the room.

Once he was completely out of sight, Y/N sat up, “what the fuck was that?” she asked Ten. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“Don’t worry everything will be fine,” Ten said, trying to comfort Y/N.

“That’s easy for you to say,” Y/N whimpered. “I just want to go home to Seonghwa.”

“Seonghwa?” Ten repeated. “I thought you were with Wooyoung.”

“Who?” Y/N asked.

“Umm,” Ten hesitated. “You’ve been through an awful lot, maybe you need some sleep. Why don’t you take a little nap and I’ll bring you some food a little later.”

“Ok,” Y/N nodded, laying down on the dirty mattress and slowly closing her eyes.

Ten left the room, closing and locking the door behind him, leaving Y/N alone to get some rest.

Once everyone arrived at the mansion, all of the men went into Seonghwa’s office where he was patiently waiting at his desk.

“It’s about time you all got here,” Seonghwa snarled. “We have many problems on our hands.”

“We need to find Y/N,” Wooyoung interrupted. “She needs me.”

“Sit down, Wooyoung,” Seonghwa ordered.

The boy recognized that look on Seonghwa’s face and knew not to argue. He took a seat next to Mingi on one of the many sofas in the office.

“We will cover everything in this meeting,” Seonghwa continued. “But first things first, Se7en needs to pay for what they did to Jongho.”

“Did he say who shot him?” San asked.

“No, he has no memory. He was talking some gibberish about some bitch shooting herself and him getting blamed,” Seonghwa explained.

San and Wooyoung exchanged glances from across the room but looked away immediately to not draw attention to themselves.

“I’m pretty sure Jongho is mixing what happened to his father and what happened to him up but, he will regain his memory and we will find out the whole truth,” Seonghwa announced. “I am pretty certain that is where Y/N is.”

“They had to have kidnapped her from the hospital,” Wooyoung blurted out.

“I don’t know about that,” Hongjoong argued. “She likes to play games and maybe she just decided to go home.”

“This is her fucking home,” Wooyoung yelled.

“Wooyoung, stop letting your emotions take control,” Seonghwa ordered. “We have to look at this reasonably. She might have gone back on her own, we don’t know.”

Yeosang looked up from the laptop that was placed on his lap before him, “she didn’t leave on her own,” he announced.

“What do you mean?” Seonghwa asked.

Yeosang stood up and carried his laptop over to Seonghwa, placing it onto his desk in front of him.

“I hacked the hospital’s security. I tracked all of her whereabouts after she left the waiting room. Here she is on the elevator and this is where another man entered with her,” Yeosang explained. “And just watch the rest for yourself.”

“Who is that?” Seonghwa asked. “Can you enhance the video at all so we can get a better look at the man in the mask?”

“I can try,” Yeosang nodded, taking his laptop back to his seat.

“Where was she at?” Mingi asked. “Because the vending machine room was on the same floor as our waiting room.”

“I don’t know who I mean WHAT she was doing,” Yunho said. “Stop looking at me like that Mingi or I’ll carve your eyeballs out of your head.”

“I wasn’t even looking at you,” Mingi argued. “I was actually trying to catch a pokemon.”

“You think I did something, well I didn’t do anything,” Yunho snapped. “I like dead bitches.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you today?” San snarled. 

“I don’t care what she was doing, I just want to know where she is,” Wooyoung said as his voice cracked.

Everyone’s phone dinged with a message from Yeosang, “this is the enhanced photo of the man in the elevator. This is the best I can do,” Yeosang explained.

The men opened their photo message up, examining the picture closely.

“Thats Kim Yugyeom,” Hongjoong announced. “He’s the man that came up to Y/N when I had her out shopping when we first brought her here.”

“That’s final,” Seonghwa snarled. “Tomorrow we will be paying them a visit.”

“Why wait till tomorrow? We should go tonight,” Wooyoung demanded.

“I hate to say this but Woo’s right, god only knows what they are doing to her there,” Mingi sighed.

“I said tomorrow. DAMN IT,” Seonghwa slammed his hand down onto his desk making everyone jump by the loud noise it made once his fist made contact with the wood. “We’re down a man so we have to make sure we properly plan this out.”

“That makes sense,” Hongjoong agreed. “Jongho does come in handy in these situations.”

“Everyone get some rest, meet back here at 4am for your orders,” Seonghwa ordered. “Now get out of my office.”

“Ok fine,” Yunho snapped, standing up. “I fucked someone in the morgue.”

Everyone turned to look at him, shocked by his sudden outburst.

“I’m tired of the accusations,” Yunho sighed. “I fucking did it. I fucked her.”

Y/N opened her eyes and attempted to bring her hand up to her face to rub her eyes with no avail. She panicked when she wasn’t able to move any of her limbs. She looked around the room and saw that she was no longer laying on the dirty mattress. She appeared to be in an entirely different room. Everything was covered in plastic wrap and she saw a man standing in the corner of the room with his back to her wearing a white lab coat.

Y/N attempted to speak but was only able to mumble, her speech seemed to be impaired. The man turned around and smiled. “Oh good morning beautiful,” he said, moving closer. “There’s no need to be scared, I’m a doctor.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟽

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟼 : 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚝

Donghyuck wakes in the middle of the night, looking over at Yeji peacefully asleep on his arm. He gently pulls his arm away, trying not to disturb her sleep. He gets out of bed and goes into the

bathroom. Once the door is fully closed, Yeji grabs her phone. She opens it to see messages from Hyunseung, the last one asking if he can call. She deletes the messages, quickly replacing her phone back onto her nightstand then lying back down pretending to still be asleep when Donghyuck returns to bed.

Jaemin, Jeno, and Johnny walks inside a local club, ready to have a good night.  “Where do you wanna sit?” Johnny wonders, looking around.

“It feels kind of weird partying with just the three of us,” Jeno sighs. “Should we invite Hyuck out?”

“You idiot,” Johnny huffs. “Let him take care of his girl.”

“Oh ok,” Jeno sighs. “So where should we sit then?”

“I don't know, just pick a table,” Johnny orders.

Jaemin spots you drinking alone at the bar. “You two go ahead and find us a table,” Jaemin says. “I’ll be over then.”

“Ok,” Johnny nods, leading Jeno over to a table.

Jaemin walks over to where you are sitting. “Y/N,” he smiles. “What’s going on? Are you ok?”

“No, I’m fine,” you lie. “I just wanted to celebrate alone.”

“Celebrate?” Jaemin asks. “You don’t look like someone who is celebrating, Y/N.”

“I’m celebrating for someone else,” you scoff. “He should be happy by now.”

Jaemin sighs, accepting your answer. “If that’s the case then don’t hold back. I’ll give you a ride home and I won’t take no for an answer.” He sits down next to you and orders a drink for himself. 

Donghyuck is standing at the sink in Yeji’s kitchen doing their dishes from dinner when Yeji goes into the bathroom. A knock sounds on the door. Donghyuck shakes his hands to air dry them a little before swinging the door open. He’s shocked to see Hyunseung standing on the other side. “What the hell are you doing here?” he growls.

“I know that I shouldn’t be here but I need to talk to Yeji,” Hyunseung explains.

Donghyuck stares at him with nothing but rage on his face as Yeji exits the bathroom noticing what’s unfolding. 

“Hyunseung,” she gasps, making both men turn to look at her. “You should leave, I have nothing to say to you.”

“Yeji, I’m sorry,” he pleads. “It’s my fault that we’re not together. And this made me realize how much I love you, you’re not just another girl to me.”

“What do you want?” Donghyuck snaps, not wanting to hear anything else he has to say.

“I just want…” Hyunseung states, turning to look at her. “Yeji to choose what SHE really wants.”

She stares at him for a few seconds, clearly upset. “Just leave,” she orders.

“Yeji…” Hyunseung starts.

Donghyuck could see the confusion and emotions on her face. It hurts him to admit it but he knows what needs to be done. “Talk to him, Yeji,” he states. “End it and get some closure. Tell me when you’re done.”

He walks out onto the balcony so he wouldn’t have to listen to their converstaion. He tries to keep his composure when he hears voices coming from your balcony.

“There’s a cool breeze,” Jaemin says.

“Cool?” you repeat. “How come I feel so hot right now?” You laugh at your stupid joke, proudly.

You look up, seeing Donghyuck watching on. The look on his face showing how heartbroken he is. He looks like a lost puppy dog that is ready to cry at any minute. You’re natural instinct wanting to hug him but you can’t, he’s not yours to hug anymore. And if you really want to be honest, he never really was yours.

You turn back to Jaemin, “but there’s mosquitoes out here, we should probably go back inside.”

“I think it’s nice out,” he states. You grab Jaemin’s arm and pull him back inside of your room.

Donghyuck watches you disappear into your dorm with his friend. When he turns back around, he sees Yeji and Hyunseung hugging inside her dorm. Everything is falling apart.

You walk over to your refrigerator, pull out a cold bottle of water and hand it to Jaemin. “Thank you for the ride home,” you smile. “But it’s getting late and you should probably hurry home.”

“Mhm,” Jaemin smirks, looking around. “I’m starting to get a little hungry. Is there something I could eat here?”

“Here?” you ask.

“Yea,” Jaemin nods, “here.”

“Sorry but I didn’t go shopping lately,” you state.

“Well, how about these?” Jaemin wonders, pulling out a bag of instant noodles that you have stashed on top of the microwave. “These are perfect.”

“No, you can’t,” you gasp, grabbing the noodles from him. You both stand in an uncomfortable silence for a few seconds. “I’m sorry, I just want to keep these for me.”

“Oh…” Jaemin sighs, looking at you then the noodles then quickly back at you again. “I think maybe I should get going.”

You feel a little ashamed of how you acted but those noodles were for Donghyuck. Even if he made his choice, they were still his and it wouldn’t be right for Jaemin to eat them. 

“I guess I’ll see you later,” he says, walking towards the door. You watch as he exits your room.

After Hyunseung leaves, Donghyuck and Yeji are once again alone in her dorm room. He doesn’t want to have the talk that is so desperately needed but ultimately knows they need to talk about so much. They sit together on her sofa, both visibly uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry,” Yeji sighs.

“You know, after the accident you’ve been apologizing so much that it makes me think that you’re only here because you feel guilty,” Donghyuck announces. 

“I’m sorry,” Yeji repeats, looking down at the ground to avoid making eye contact.

“Now that you know that Hyunseung is serious about you,” he sighs. Donghyuck lifted her chin up with his hand forcing her to look at him.  “I’ll give you one more chance to decide. There’s no wrong or right answer when it comes to love, but you can’t lie to yourself. You need to be honest about your feelings, Yeji. Who do you really want? Is it Hyunseung or your Hyuck?”

Yeji looks away, considering her options. “Hyuck…” 

Donghyuck exhales a sigh of relief, leaning back slowly in his chair.

“Can we take a break?” she asks. “Let me be alone for a little to figure things out.”

Donghyuck doesn’t know how to respond. He stares at her, unable to speak.

“I’m sorry,” Yeji sighs.

“Ok, Yeji,” he nods, standing up to gather the stuff he has in her room. Yeji watches, not moving from the sofa. When he is finished, he turns to look at her, “I’m leaving,” he states, turning around and walking towards the door.

“Hyuck,” Yeji saya, causing him to turn around. “I’m sorry.”

“Yea, Yeji it’s ok,” he says, forcing a small smile as he turns and walks out of her room for what may be the last time.

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

@lostinneocity @delululi @multifandomania

Sorry about my little break guys! I was really sick then I started a new job and things have been rather hectic but I’m back so I will start posting again.

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟺 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟹 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟻♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟺 : 𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜

Seonghwa walked into jonghos room, anticipating the worst. Jongho laid still on the line bed, hooked up to every machine imaginable. He opened his eyes, blinking a few times before speaking, “who are you?”

“I’m your brother,” Seonghwa sighed as a tear ran down his cheek. 

“I doubt I’d have a brother who would cry like a bitch.” Jongho huffed reclosing his eyes again. 

Seonghwa ignored the rude comment, understanding that normally jongho wouldn’t dare to spew such disrespect. 

“How are you feeling?” Seonghwa asked, sitting in the chair next to jonghos bed. 

“I feel better than I ever felt in my life,” jongho snarled, not opening his eyes. “What kind of stupid fucking question is that? I’m in a hospital from what I’m not really sure of but how the fuck do you think I feel?”

Seonghwa bit his lower lip in frustration, trying to keep his patience for his belligerent brother in front of him. “I’m sorry,” he sighed. “Do you remember anything?”

“All I know is some dumb bitch shot herself and I was blamed,” jongho said. 

Seonghwa shook his head but didn’t respond. Thoughts raced through his mind. Wild thoughts, things that were only seen in movies. 

“If that’s all you have to say,” jongho started. “I think I’d like to go to sleep.”

Seonghwa wasn’t ready to leave, he wanted to stay with jongho to watch over him and protect him. Help him get his memory back but knew he shouldn’t push the indignant person before him. 

“I’ll be back soon,” Seonghwa sighed as he exited the room. 

“Please don’t,” jongho yelled out. 

Seonghwa walked into the lounge where everyone was waiting his return. 

“How is he?” Hongjoong asked. 

“He’ll get there,” Seonghwa said. “Any word from woo or San?”

“They found his phone,” yeosang nodded, “but no y/n.”

“Tell them to meet us at the house,” Seonghwa ordered leading everyone out of the lounge. “Shits about to get real.”

“Ten?” Yn asked. 

“No,” ten said. “Don’t say my name.”

“Get me out of here,” yn pleaded. 

“I can’t,” ten sighed. 

“Come on pleeeaaseeee,” yn begged. 

“Look you can’t act like you know me,” ten whispered. 

“Just help me,” yn urged. “They’re gonna kill me.”

“Yes we probably will,”Mark said, entering the room. “But until then we’re gonna have some fun.”

“You two seem awfully friendly,” jb announced, cocking his head to examine both ten and yn. 

“She was just begging me to let her out,” ten explained. 

“Is that so?” Mark raised an eyebrow. 

“Pull the switch,” jb ordered. 

“But..” ten started. 

“Prove your fucking loyalty to se7en,” mark growled. “Let the bitch burn.”

Ten took a deep breath before turning the switch on, shocking Y/N. After a few seconds he turned it off and smiled at JB and Mark, “I have no connection with her.” 

“Do it again,” jb ordered coldly. 

“But I just shocked her,” Ten argued. 

“And I said to do it again,” JB snapped, reaching for the Glock that he had stashed in his waistband. 

Ten hesitated but ultimately turned the switch on, once again electrocuting Y/N.  He started to turn the switch off when JB pulled his gun out of his waistband, aiming it at Ten, “I didn’t say to turn it the fuck off.”

“It’s gonna kill her,” Ten argued.

“I don’t give a fuck,” JB snarled, “but you’re starting to show that you do.”

“Maybe we should put you into that cage with her,” Mark added. “Two dead bitches in one cage would be a lot more fun that just one,” 

Ten didn’t say anything, he could only watch on in disbelief, disgust, and a little horror. 

JB turned to look at Ten, “go ahead turn it off. I think she had enough, for now.”

Ten nodded and turned the switch off as quickly as he could. He turned to see Y/N barely moving and instinctively wanted to run over to her but restrained himself.

“I guess you’re not that close to her,” Mark laughed.  

Y/N slightly raised her head and spit out a mouthful of blood before speaking, “you will all fucking die a slow painful death for this.”

JB kicked the side of the cage knocking it over onto its side, flinging Y/N onto her back. “I want to watch your face this time,” he snarled before turning the switch on again, smiling while watching her contort in pain from the further electrocution.  When he finally turned the switch off, Y/N didn’t move, steam coming off of her exposed skin and blood dripped down from her nose onto the floor.

“I’m hungry,” JB said to Mark, “we should get some fried chicken.”

“Oooh yea, I could eat some chicken,” Mark nodded with a huge smile on his face. “You hungry, Ten?”

“Yea sure,” Ten lied, trying to conceal the concern he was actually feeling. 

“Come on,” JB ordered, leaving the room. “I think she’ll be napping for a while. We’ll check on her after we eat.”

Ten and Mark followed him out of the room to go get some food.

Hours went by, bringing darkness unto the world. There was no light in Y/N’s torture chamber, only darkness engulfed the room. Y/N laid helpless, unable to move, barely breathing and unaware of her surroundings. 

“London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down,” Y/N sang to herself softly staring into the dark abyss that seemed to engulf the room, “london bridge is falling down…my fair lady.”

The cage door opened up and she felt strong hands grab onto her torso, yanking her out of the cage. She was pulled out onto the cold cement floor like a rag doll. “Come on, we gotta go.” a man whispered as he pulled her off the ground and threw her over his shoulder.

She was unsure who the man was, or where he was taking her, but anything was better than being in that torture chamber. The man carried her through a long hallway leading to a door that went outside. He ran with her still thrown over his shoulder into the nearby forest. Y/N was content dangling behind him. She fiddled with his white shirt, staining it with the dried blood from her hands. 

They reached a street where a car was waiting. The man threw Y/N into the trunk and slammed the door shut before getting inside the car and it sped away. There was no panic left in her, no room for concern. She traced the outline of the roof of the trunk with her finger.

“Ring around the rosie, pockets full of posies, ashes ashes, we all fall down,” she peacefully sang to herself. She continued to sing the same song over and over until she could no longer keep her eyes open. She fell victim to the sandman’s cruel tricks and dozed off into a deep slumber.

The car came to a sudden halt and the trunk opened, exposing an unconscious Y/N.

“You brought a broken hostage?” a man snarled. “What the fuck good is this gonna do us?”

“She’s been through a lot,” another man stated. “She’ll be fine.”

He reached inside the trunk, picked Y/N up and carried her bridal style inside of an abandoned building. He placed Y/N down onto the only item in the room, a dirty mattress.

He gently shook Y/N attempting to wake her from her slumber. “Y/N wake up,” he whispered.

She slowly opened her eyes, “where am I?” she asked.

“Some place special,” he smiled. “But you won’t be electrocuted here.”

“Don’t I know you?” she asked.

“It’s me, Ten,” he cocked his head, confused. 

“Oh yeah that’s right,” Y/N blinked.  “Are you taking me home?”

“Hopefully,” Ten nodded. 

“What does that mean?” Y/N asked.

“We’ll just have to wait and see who is willing to pay the most for the ‘princess of the mob’,” another man announced, entering the room with a creepy smile on his face.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy @vampiregirl215 @xuchiya @veebyvee @brotherughh

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.12 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 12 : 𝔬𝔥 𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨

𝔠𝔥.11 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.13

“We used to go to high school together at a normal school and he was the most popular boy in school…”

“Oh my god did you see Jay this morning?” Chaeyoung asked, running up to Ryujin in the hallway. 

“Not yet,” Ryujin smiled. “I’m sure he looks amazing though.”

“No you don’t get it girl, he’s looking for you,” Chaeyoung smiled.

“For me?” Ryujin asked. “Why?”

“I don’t know,” Chaeyoung said. “But everyone is talking about it.”

“Ryujin,” Jay said, walking up to the two girls. “I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“Well you found me,” Ryujin smiled, hating herself for saying something so stupid. 

Ryujin never knew what to say. She was what you would describe as awkward. She wasn’t comfortable in her own skin but when she looked at Jay she forgot all of that. She knew what she wanted, she wanted jay. 

Jay stared at Ryujin for a few moments, analyzing the love struck girl in front of him. 

“I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today after school?” Jay said. 

“Are you serious?” Ryujin asked. “Of course I’d like to hang out with you.”

“I figured you’d say yes,” he smirked. “Be at my car when I get there.”

“Ok,” Ryunjin agreed eagerly.

Jay didn’t say anything else as he half smiled at the girl and walked away. 

“What was that about?” Chaeyoung asked.

“I don’t know,” Ryujin smiled, “But I’m not gonna question it. I can’t believe he finally knows who I am.”

“But don’t you think it’s a little strange that…” Chaeyoung continued.

“Shut the fuck up,” Ryujin growled. “You’re starting to ruin this for me.”

“Ok,” Chaeyoung said, looking down at her feet. “I just hope it goes like you want it to.”

The rest of the day went on without a hitch, just the mundane normal shit. But it seemed to last forever, time seemed to stand still because Ryujin has never been so excited for anything in her life.

The bell rang signaling the day was over. Ryujin ran to her locker, throwing everything inside and hurried outside to Jay’s car to wait on him. 45 minutes later he finally exited the building, headed to his car, kind of surprised the girl was still waiting.

“Hi,” Ryujin smiled, cheerily. 

“Oh you’re still here,” Jay grunted. 

“Yea of course I am, you told me to wait for you so I did,” Ryujin said.

“But I didn’t think you’d actually wait for almost an hour,” Jay laughed. “You must really want something from me.”

“Um,” Ryujin hesitated. “I don’t really know what you mean.”

“Oh god,” Jay rolled his eyes. “You’re dumber than I remembered.”

“Yea I guess I can be kind of dumb,” Ryujin agreed, just happy to be talking to the boy.

“Get in,” Jay ordered, climbing inside of his car. 

Ryujin happily did as she was told. Once inside she turned to look at Jay, “so are we going to get something to eat or go to the mall?”

“Hell no,” Jay grunted. “We’re going to my house.”

“To do what?” Ryujin wondered.

“To have some fun,” Jay smirked. “I’m assuming it's the only thing you’ll be good at.”

“Um I’m not sure if I…”

Jay turned to look at her with a look of rage on his face, “you’re not sure if what?” he snapped. “You don’t want to hang out with me?”

“Of course I do,” Ryujin nodded.

“Ok good, then shut the fuck up and enjoy the ride,” Jay ordered.   

Ryujin ignored her instincts to get out of the vehicle and go home, she stopped arguing and looked out of her window.

When Jay pulled into the driveway, he got out of the car and started walking inside. Once he got to the door he turned to see Ryujin slowly walking behind.

“Would you hurry the fuck up,” Jay ordered. “I’m starving.”

Ryujin didn’t respond, she just picked up her pace and followed the boy inside. 

“So what are we eating?” Ryujin asked, innocently.

Jay turned around, eyes as black as night and his fangs fully exposed.

“You,” he snarled, moving closer.

“Oh my god,” Ryujin gasped. “What are you?”

“Your worst nightmare,” he whispered, biting down harshly on her neck. Ryujin continued to scream and fight to get him off of her. Jay continued to drink until he was satisfied. He pulled away, dropping Ryujin’s body onto the floor. “God you taste good.”

“Why are you doing this?” Ryujin cried.

“I thought you wanted my attention,” Jay said, wiping the blood off his mouth with his arm.

“Not like this,” Ryujin continued crying. 

“You don’t look so good,” Jay said, cocking his head to look at her. “I think I might have over indulged,” he laughed.

“I don’t feel so good,” Ryujin announced. “Am I going to die?”

“Not yet,” Jay smirked, biting his wrist and forcing his arm into her mouth. “Drink.”

Ryujin did as she was told. After a few minutes Jay pulled his arm back and Ryujin stood up. She contemplated trying to run, she weighed her options as Jay stared at her. He moved inches away from her face, gazing intently into her eyes. 

“You’re not going to be scared,” Jay ordered.

“I’m not scared,” Ryujin repeated.

“We’re going to party and have some fun,” Jay continued. “And maybe I will let you live.”

Ryujin smiled, “that was so delicious. Can I have some more?”

“That’s my girl,” Jay smirked, walking into the living room turning on some music. He poured them both a glass of whiskey before kissing Ryujin harshly grabbing her hair to hold her still.

The two continued to party for a few hours. Ryujin and Jay were dancing, bodies pressed firmly against each other. Jay kissed her head instantly sending shivers throughout her body. He leaned down lightly kissing her neck, running his tongue up to her ear, which he gently nibbled on. Ryujin was going insane with excitement. He kissed his way from her ear to her mouth, firmly pressing his lips against hers. He pulled away, whispering, “would you like to go to my bedroom?”

Ryujin nodded, afraid to speak because she didn’t want to take the chance of saying something wrong. Jay picked Ryujin up, throwing her over his shoulder to carry her up the stairs. 

After an intense hour of sexual bliss, Ryujin laid on Jay’s arm with her arm over his chest while he lightly played with her hair.

“Are you going to kill me?” Ryujin whispered.

“I don’t think so,” Jay said. “You proved to be a good time.”

This put a smile on Ryujin’s face, she needed his approval. She wasn’t sure why it was so important but it was.

“Shit,” she said, starting to panic. “What time is it?”

Jay looked over at his alarm clock, “almost 8, why?”

“Oh my god, my father is going to kill me,” Ryujin said, attempting to sit up but was stopped by Jay.

“He’ll get over it,” Jay grunted. “I’m not ready for you to leave yet.”

“No you don’t understand,” Ryujin panicked. “The last time I was late and wasn’t home to make his dinner, he beat me so bad I ended up in the hospital.”

“That was you?” Jay asked. “Kids at school were talking about a girl getting beat and put in the hospital but I never knew that was you.”

“Yea that was me,” Ryujin sighed as tears started forming in her eyes. “This time he’s going to kill me for sure.”

“Where’s your mom?” Jay wondered.

“About a year ago, she took my little sister and left. I guess she got tired of getting beat,” Ryujin stated, trying to smile to cover up her real feelings.

“That’s fucked up,” Jay snarled. “Your life is really a mess.”

“I know,” Ryujin agreed. “But what can you do? These are the cards I was dealt and I just gotta accept it.”

“You poor thing,” Jay sighed. “You have nothing positive in your life. You are pretty much a lost cause.”

“I don’t know about all that,” Ryujin said.

“No it’s true,” Jay continued. “If you weren’t here, nobody would miss you either.”

Jay reached down grabbing her head with both hands, “I’m going to help you out though,” he whispered.

“How?” Ryujin wondered. Just then Jay snapped her neck, smiling as her body went limp, falling back down onto his bed.

Jay stood up and went to the bathroom, putting boxers on when he reentered his bedroom. He walked over to his dresser, pouring himself a glass of whiskey, leaning against the wall while staring at her body. After a few minutes, Ryujin inhaled deeply while sitting up in bed. She looked around the room, seeing Jay staring at her with a smile on his face.

“What did you do to me?” Ryujin asked.

“I killed you,” Jay smiled.

“What?” she wondered.

“You’re in transition,” Jay explained. “Now you gotta feed if you want to live.”

“And if I don’t?” Ryujin asked.

“You die,” Jay smiled. “And this time you won’t come back. I’ll be back in a little while. You wait here and think about what you want to do.”

He started to walk out of the room, before exiting he turned and walked over to stand beside her. Jay bent down, kissing her on the head, “think of all the fun you and I could have if you chose to live.”

Before Ryujin had time to respond, Jay was gone. He returned in what felt like an eternity. He walked into his bedroom, dragging Chaeyoung behind him.

“Ryujin, what’s going on?” Chaeyoung asked.

“Why is she here?” Ryujin asked.

“I brought you someone to feed on,” Jay smiled. “Think of it as a present from me to you.”

“I can’t do that to her,” Ryujin said. “She’s my best friend.”

“But I could be your best friend,” Jay smirked. He turned to look Chaeyoung in the eyes, “tell your friend how much you want her to feed on you.”

“Ryujin, I want you to do this,” Chaeyoung said, putting her arm out. “Here.”

Ryujin shook her head no, trying to deny her new urges. Jay smiled at her stubbornness. He exposed his fangs, biting down on Chaeyoung’s wrist, pushing it in front of Ryujin’s face.

“Feed,” Jay snarled.

Ryujin tried to fight the urge but she could smell it, taste it, and she could hear Chaeyoung’s heart beating pushing the blood throughout her body. It was practically calling her name. It was an urge she couldn’t resist. Before she knew what she was doing, Ryujin had Chaeyoung’s wrist in her mouth. Jay smiled, pleased with what he did. He walked up behind Chaeyoung, biting down on her neck while feeding alongside his new project. Ryujin continued to drink until she felt the life draining from her friend’s body but at this point all she could think about was Jay. She dropped Chaeyoung’s arm, forcing Jay to let go of her body as well. Ryujin pushed Jay up against the wall, kissing him with her friend’s blood on both of their mouths.

Ryujin pulled away, looking at Jay in the eyes and whispered, “now you and I can spend all eternity together baby. I should have known you loved me.”

“Oh fuck,” Jay snarled. “What did I do?”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟹 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟸 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟺♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟹 : 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝

Yn blinked her eyes, looking around in confusion. Her head was throbbing and everything still felt dizzy. She attempted to sit up but banged her head on something hard. She looked around and realized she was inside a small cage meant for a dog. Slight panic shot through her body as she scrambled, realizing she had no clothes on and there appeared to be no way of escaping.

“It’s about time that you’re awake,” yugyeom said, entering the room.

Y/N attempted to raise her head but once again banged it onto the top of the hard metal cage causing the man to laugh in response.

“Bitches should always be stored in their proper habitat,” a woman said upon entering the room.

Y/N turned her head to look at the man and the woman standing before her, evilly smiling down in response.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Y/N growled, rolling her eyes.

“What?” Sunmi shrugged, “don’t you like your new living conditions?”

“Why don’t you just kill me?” Y/N snarled. “Stop being a fucking pussy and just get the job done right.”

“Tsk tsk, princess,” Sunmi snickered. “Good things come to those who wait.”

Bam bam skipped into the room with a smile on his face, “it’s a family reunion,” he sang, “and it seems to be quite the happy one as well.”

“Fuck you,” Y/N growled. “I don’t know why you couldn’t just let me stay with them, you got what the fuck you wanted.”

“And what did I want exactly?” Sunmi asked, cocking her head to look at Y/N.

“You know that father wanted me to take over the family business so you had to get rid of me because you just couldn’t stand the fact that he always loved me more than you,” Y/N spit as she punched the cage full of rage.

“Wrong choice of words, bitch,” Sunmi snarled as she flipped a switch on the wall sending electric waves into the cage causing an electric shock to go throughout Y/N’s body. After a few seconds of the electrocution, Sunmi turned the switch off and started laughing.

Blood dripped out of Y/N’s nose, falling onto her thigh. She looked up at her sister, smiling creepily, “it’s the perfect friday night for me sis, but usually I like dinner and a few drinks before we have this much fun.”

Sunmi smiled before flipping the switch, this time shocking her sister for a few seconds longer. 

“You always were such a troubled young lady,” Sunmi smirked, turning the switch off. “But I’m gonna try to fix you, little sis.”

“And I’m gonna cut your fucking head off and feed it to all your little fuck boy minions!” Yn screamed as she got shocked again. 

Sunmi turned to look at yugyeom, “if she says anything at all, shock her.”

Yugyeom nodded with full obedience as he watched his boss leave the room. 

“Oh by the way, YN, I missed having you around,” Sunmi laughed until she was completely out of sight. 

“This isn’t right, yugyeom, you know who the rightful boss is supposed to be,” yn pleaded, causing him to do as he was ordered and turn the switch on for a few seconds. 

Bam bam walked over to the cage, smiling creepily, “we could pour water on her first and then shock her, that’ll really speed shit up,” he suggested. 

“That’ll kill her,” yugyeom replied, without any emotion. 

“And?” Bam bam asked. “She deserves whatever she gets.”

“Damn it bam bam just go away,” yugyeom snarled. 

“You never let me have any fun,” bam bam pouted as he walked out of the room. 

Yugyeom walked over to the cage, opening the door. Yn smiled but was too weak from the shock treatment that she was unable to properly crawl out. 

“You’ve always been so weak,” he laughed bending down beside her. 

Yugyeom reached into his pocket, pulling out a leather collar connected to a leash and secured it around her neck.

“A bitch needs to learn to walk on a leash properly too,” he laughed yanking her out of the cage. “Now be a good bitch and bark for me.”

“Fuck you,” yn growled still unable to hold her own weight up off the ground. 

“Fuck me?” He growled grabbing her by the hair and throwing her face first onto the sofa. “I plan on it.”

“Yugyeom no,” yn begged still lacking the strength to properly defend herself. 

“You never said no to me before,” he announced as he unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down to his ankles. “Now be a good little bitch and listen to your master.”

“Please don’t,” yn pleaded. 

“What’s going on in here,” a man said from the door way. 

Yn tried to turn her head to see who was talking. She knew the voice but was unsure from where. All her memories and thoughts were feeling fuzzy again. They were starting to feel the way they did when hongjoong first kidnapped her. Yugyeom held yn’s head still making it impossible for her to look. 

“This doesn’t concern you,” yugyeom growled. 

“Please help me,” yn begged. 

“Dude this ain’t cool,” the man argued. “You can’t do this to her.”

Yugyeom reached down and grabbed the Glock that he strapped to his leg and aimed it at the man attempting to intervene. 

“And who’s gonna stop me?” Yugyeom smirked. 

“Ok ok,” the man nodded, throwing his hands in the air and slowly backing out of the room. 

Yugyeom turned his attention back to the woman who still had no control or strength to defend herself. “Where were we?” He asked. 

He started pulling his boxers down, and adjusted himself at her ass. 

“Are you really gonna do this without lube?” Yn whimpered. 

“You don’t deserve lube, bitch,” he snarled. “You should just be honored that I'm putting myself into you at all.”

“Get off her,” another man’s voice sounded out from the doorway behind them. 

“Jackson, go away,” yugyeom growled, not turning his head to look at his colleague. “You need to go back to bed.”

Jackson cocked the weapon that he pointed at yugyeoms head. “I’m not playing with you, now get the fuck off her or I will kill you.”

Yugyeom huffed as he released yn from his grip. He pulled his pants up and turned to leave the room. 

Yn slid down onto the floor, helplessly laying naked. She saw Jackson and someone standing behind him. The man was too short for her to see. 

Jackson took his shirt off exposing his bandaged torso, he bent down and removed the leash and collar off of yn. He assisted her so she could put the shirt on. 

“I’m really sorry, yn but you gotta get back into that cage,” jackson whispered. 

“Please don’t put me in there,” yn pleaded. 

“I have to,” Jackson sighed. “If I don’t she’ll kill both of us.”

“But Jackson I love you,” she lied, “I’m sorry about everything. Please you and I can make this work. Just don’t put me in there.”

“I’m so sorry yn,” he repeated. 

“You should have just died,” yn snarled crawling into the cage. 

Jackson didn’t respond as he closed the cage door and locked it. “I know you’re just saying that because you’re not getting your way. But I will win your heart back.”

“I have to go lay down,” Jackson said to the other man. “You watch her for now. Make sure she doesn’t try to get out,”

Yn looked over, shocked when she finally saw the small man who was standing behind Jackson. 

“Ten?” Yn asked. 

Yunho returned to the waiting room where everyone was sitting in silence. Everyone but yn. He didn’t want to ask because it might be obvious. He attempted to keep yn and his magical moment between them, for now. He took a seat next to Mingi who appeared to be sleeping. 

“What were you doing?” Mingi asked with his eyes still closed and head resting on the wall behind him. 

“Nothing. Why would I be doing anything. What do you even mean?” Yunho blubbered. 

“You have that creepy smile on your face that you get,” Mingi pointed out. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” Yunho said, trying to stop the ‘creepy smile’ from overtaking his face. 

“Whatever dude,” Mingi sighed. “You can be so weird sometimes .”

Yunho leaned back and thought about his new dirty little secret. He could feel the cold floor beneath his feet, the cold metal table underneath yn as she laid there helplessly. He could feel the sensation of her life draining from her body as he twisted his shirt harder and harder using his makeshift tourniquet. And he could smell the death that was all around him. The excitement started to build up in his pants again and that evil smile started to creep onto his face without him knowing. 

“What the fuck did you do?” San snarled. 

“I didn’t do anything,” Yunho snapped. 

“Were you in the morgue?” Seonghwa growled, slightly irritated. 

“Uh no,” yunho stuttered. “Why would you ask that? I’d have no reason to go in there. That’s just crazy.”

“Oh my god,” Wooyoung huffed, “where the fuck is she?”

He stood up and stormed out of the waiting room. 

“What’s with him?” Yunho asked innocently. 

“Yn went to get a drink and hasn’t come back yet,” Seonghwa explained. 

“Oh,” yunho sighed not knowing what to say. 

A few minutes later Wooyoung re entered the room “she’s no where on this floor. I think something happened to her.”

“Wooyoung just sit down,” San demanded. “I’m sure she’s fine.”

Wooyoung reached into his pocket for his phone, “my phone is gone,” he announced. “I bet she has it. Yeosang track my phone.”

“No,” Yeosang muttered not looking up from his laptop. 

Wooyoung pulled his gun out of his waistband and pointed it at the boy, “TRACK MY FUCKING PHONE NOW” he growled as the red glint returned to his eyes. 

Yeosang smirked, slowly raising a gun he had stashed in his waistband, “fuck you. Do it your god damned self!”

Seonghwa stood up, “both of you knock it the fuck off now!” He growled. “Put those weapons away before the cops are called.”

Both boys hesitated but ultimately listened to their boss. 

“She has been gone an awful long time,” Seonghwa sighed looking at the clock hanging on the wall by the entrance of the room. 

“Who cares?” San whispered. 

“Who said I care?” Yunho panicked. “I don’t care.”

“Yeosang track woos phone,” Seonghwa ordered, ignoring yunhos outburst. 

Yeosang exhaled a long breath before he started typing away on his laptop. “Mmm that’s weird,” yeosang said. 

“What?” Wooyoung panicked. “What’s weird?”

“Your phone is showing up in the evergreen forest,” yeosang said. 

“What the fuck is she doing there?” Mingi asked. “It’s not even Christmas yet.”

“Someone took her,” Wooyoung said. “She would never leave me on her own.”

San gently rubbed Wooyoung’s back, “bro she might have decided to go home.”

“I'M GOING TO GO GET HER,” Wooyoung snarled. 

Seonghwa nodded, “San you go with him, make sure he doesn’t end up killed.”

San and Wooyoung exited the waiting room as a doctor entered. 

Seonghwa stood up, holding his breath, anticipating the likelihood that bad news was coming. 

“How is he doctor?” Seonghwa asked. 

“He pulled through,” the doctor said. “He’s awake for now.”

“Oh thank god,” Seonghwa exhaled a sigh of relief. “Can I see him?”

“Yes but there’s something you should know,” the dr said. “He doesn’t know who he is.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

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𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 ~ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

💜💎😈𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜😈💎💜

𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚢/𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗. 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎. 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜?

💜💎😈𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐😈💎💜

𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚇 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚇 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

💜💎😈𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎😈💎💜

𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝚖𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚞, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝

💜💎😈𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜😈💎💜

𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐

💜💎😈𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜😈💎💜

𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚕𝚢

💜💎😈𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜😈💎💜

𝚊𝚞𝚐 𝟷𝟿 - ????

💜💎😈𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜😈💎💜

😈 𝚌𝚑.𝟷 - 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢 💎

💜 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 - 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛 😈

💎 𝚌𝚑.𝟹 - 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎'𝚜 💜

😈 𝚌𝚑.𝟺 - 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚡 💎

💜 𝚌𝚑.𝟻 -

💎 𝚌𝚑.𝟼 -

😈 𝚌𝚑.𝟽 -

💜 𝚌𝚑.𝟾 -

💎 𝚌𝚑.𝟿 -

😈 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶 -

💜 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟷 -

💎 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟸 -

😈 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟹 -

💜 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺 -

💎 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻 -

😈 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼 -

💜 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟽 -

💎 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟾 -

😈 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟿 -

💜 𝚌𝚑.𝟸𝟶 -

💜💎😈𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝😈💎💜

𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚎'𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 💎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙸𝙸

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟼

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟻 : 𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢

Exam day is finally here. You try to focus the best you can on your work, excited for what is coming after. You know Donghyuck has plans to meet Yeji at a cafe to finally end things with her. He’s going to finally be yours and yours only. Once the announcement is made that the time is up, you drop your test off on the instructor's desk,

following your friends out of the classroom. You don’t waste any time on small talk though, you say some pleasantries and hurry out of the university. You stop at a store on the way home, to pick up some fresh vegetables and steaks to cook a special meal for YOUR man and race home, waiting on Donghyuck to finally come over.

♡♡Meanwhile♡♡

Donghyuck sits at a table in a local cafe waiting on Yeji to show. She’s already fifteen minutes late. He pulls his phone out and shoots her a text.

DONGHYUCK: I’m at the cafe, where are you?

He doesn’t receive a text back though. He can’t understand why she wouldn’t even respond. Something just doesn’t feel right. He continues waiting another ten minutes before deciding to call her. The phone rings without being answered. Frustrated he instantly dials her back. Finally the call is answered.

“Where are you, Yeji?” he snaps, shocked by what he hears.

He runs out of the cafe and hurries to where Yeji is. Donghyuck walks into a hospital room, seeing his girlfriend peacefully sleeping in the bed. She is hooked up to all sorts of wires and tubes. Donghyuck is at a total loss for words. He runs out into the hallway to find a doctor to get some answers, returning to her room feeling defeated. He pulls his phone out to text you, wanting to inform you of what is going on when his phone dies. 

You wake up on the sofa, looking around realizing you must've slept through the night. You check your phone and don’t see any missed calls or texts from Donghyuck. You unlock your phone and dial his number but the call goes right to voicemail. 

You feel your heart break in half. He didn’t come back to you like he swore he would. Did Donghyuck decide to stay with her? Did he decide to forgive her and now they’re going to be a happy couple again? This is all your fault, you knew better than to get involved in a situation like this and a guy like him.

You meet your friends to finish up some missing assignments for your classes. Even though you aren't being too productive you can’t explain to your friends what is actually distracting you. You have to keep lying to them, pretending that everything is fine.

“I am so hungover,” Hendery complains, rubbing his head.

“Who’s idea was it to go out?” Doyoung asks.

Before anyone could answer, Jaemin, Jeno, and Johnny walks over to your table. 

“Don’t you get a break after the exams?” Jaemin wonders.

“Well…we still have some work we need to hand in,” Kun explains.

“We’re lucky you’re here,” Doyoung smiles. “Could you help with this part?” Jaemin leans over the table to get a better look. “This part?” Jaemin asks.

“Yea,” YangYang nods.

“Eh, to be honest, I'm not that good at this. Donghyuck is the expert, it’s a shame he’s not here with us,” Jaemin explains.

“Where is Donghyuck?” you ask, slowly looking up at Jaemin. You have to ask, you need to know where he is. Even if it’s going to destroy you, you know that you still need to hear it.

“His girlfriend was in a really bad car accident so he slept in the hospital last night,” Jaemin explains.

“Yeji woke up this morning though,” Jeno adds. “We just got back from the hospital. She seems to be ok now.”

“That’s good to hear,” Kun sighs. “Ok, let’s get back to work so we can get this shit finished.”

Yeji sits in her hospital bed, alone. Feeling an array of emotions, when Donghyuck walks back into her room. “Oh you're awake,” he states. “How are you feeling?”

She looks at him, not knowing what to say. She feels so much guilt  that she isn’t sure how to put what she needs to say into words.

He walks over to the table in the corner of the room and pours a glass of water, handing it to Yeji. “Here,” he says, handing her the glass of water. “I just talked to your mom on the phone, she should be here shortly.”

Yeji stares at him for a few seconds, “what about…the man who…”

“Oh the man who was driving?” Donghyuck interruptes. “He’s alright. He’ll be going home soon. He’s actually in the room next to yours. Do you want to go see him, Yeji?”

She stares down at her bed, internally panicking. “Donghyuck…”

He sits down on the bed next to her, “I’ve actually known for awhile now.”

“I’m sorry,” she whimpers as tears start to form in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Donghyuck. I know I really hurt you, Hyuck, didn’t I? I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t cry,” he sighs, wiping her cheek with his hand.

Once Yeji is released from the hospital, Donghyuck brings her home to her dorm. They walk inside together, he places two bags down on her desk then turns to look at her. “This is your medicine and this is dinner. Don’t forget to take your meds after dinner or your scar won’t heal,” he explains.

Yeji nods, looking at him with wide eyes.

He looks around, uncomfortable, “well, call me if you have some kind of emergency.” He turns to walk out of her room when Yeji grabs his hand, pulling him back towards her. 

“Are you leaving?” she asks, pouting.

“You weren’t here for so long, the room smells musty,” he says, changing the subject. Donghyuck walks over and opens the balcony door to let some fresh air inside. He steps out onto the balcony, Yeji following.

She takes a deep breath before speaking, “his name is Hyunseung. He’s a senior in my faculty. He knew that I had a boyfriend, but he was very persistent.”

Donghyuck slowly turns to look at her, “and you still talked to him?”

“He…he knew how to take care of girls. He took me to a lot of new places, places that I had never been to,” she explains as tears start to stream down her cheeks.

“And that includes him buying you things,” he adds. “Things that I can’t afford to buy you.”

“At first, I was just going to toy with him,” Yeji states. “But eventually I…”

“Had feelings for him?” Donghyuck interrupts, finishing the sentence for her. He leans over the railing to look out over the balcony then back at her. “For how long?”

“About…two months now,” Yeji confesses.

“Did you sleep with him,” he wonders.

“It was a mistake,” she insists. “This whole time, he wasn’t serious with me. He hangs out with so many other girls.”

“How do you know?” Donghyuck sighs.

“He never cared, Hyuck. Even when I was in the hospital. If he cared, he would have gotten a hold of me by now,” she cries.

“So you’re upset that he hasn’t contacted you?” Donghyuck huffs.

“No,” she denies. “I didn’t mean it that way. What I meant is, it made me realize that the only one who stands by me is you.”

She leans over, wrapping her arms around him as the tears continue to flow. “Hyuckie, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so so so sorry. Please don’t break up with me.”

He fights back tears when he sees you standing on your balcony, staring at him. Your eyes meet for a moment before he quickly looks away. You know what that means, you know he was staying with her and there is nothing you can do or say to change that. You turn and return inside your room as a tear runs down your cheek.

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

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𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.11 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 11 : 𝔡𝔦𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰

𝔠𝔥.10 | 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | 𝔠𝔥.12

“What the fuck did you do?” Y/N yelled.

“He was getting in our way,” Heeseung smirked. “I want you all to myself.”

“You are sick,” Y/N snarled with a look of a combination of disgust and rage. 

“Oh don’t be like that,” Heeseung smiled, innocently. “I know you like the attention.”

Y/N looked over at the water cooler in the corner of the room causing it to fall  to the ground. The water spilled out all over the floor, forming a trail to Heeseung.

Heeseung looked down at the water amused, “having a temper tantrum I see.”

Y/N started to lose herself in that moment. She wasn’t able to think straight. She felt only hatred when she looked at Heeseung. A deafening high pitch noise started radiating off of her body forcing Heeseung to fall onto the floor in utter pain. He grabbed at his ears, attempting to block the noise. 

“Stop it,” Heeseung ordered from the floor. “Knock this shit off now!”

But Y/N didn’t stop, she wasn’t able to at this point. She looked over at the water on the floor causing it to ignite in a blazing inferno. The flames started towards Heeseung following the path on the floor. They reached his legs, fire engrossing his pants and his shoes. 

“You’re gonna kill me,” Heeseung yelled, rolling around trying to extinguish the flames while trying to block out the high pitch sounds still radiating off of Y/N.

Suddenly two hands grabbed Y/N’s shoulders from behind.

“Y/N come on stop it, you don’t want to do this,” Jacob said, slightly shaking her, trying to knock her out of the apparent trance she was locked in.

Y/N looked down at her feet, blinking a few times as the flames slowly went out. She glanced up at Heeseung still laying on the floor appearing to be in agony with his charred pants.

“Oh my god,” she gasped. “Did I do that?”

Jacob appeared in front of Y/N, trying to block her vision of Heeseung. He gently placed his hands on her upper arms.

“You’re ok now,” Jacob sighed. “It’s over with.”

“I could have killed him,” she gasped, as a tear escaped her eye.

“But you didn’t,” Jacob comforted. 

“If you wouldn’t have gotten here god only knows what would've happened,” Y/N argued.

“That’s not important,” Jacob stated. “What’s important is that I did get here and nothing too serious happened.”

“How can you say nothing too serious happened? Look at him,” she panicked.

“He’ll be fine. Let’s just get you out of here,” Jacob said, placing his arm around Y/N’s shoulder and leading her out of the library.

“How did I do that?” Y/N asked the stranger, expecting him to have a full explanation.

“I have no clue,” Jacob sighed, leading her down the hallway.

Y/N followed him for a few moments until reality sunk in. She stopped walking, pulling away from the kind stranger, looking him in the eyes.

“Wait,” she said. “Who are you and why are you helping me?”

“My bad,” he smiled. “I forgot we haven’t had the chance to officially meet yet. I’m Jacob.”

“How do you know me?” Y/N wondered, suspiciously, now realizing she has to question everything around here.

“I’m hurt,” Jacob continued smiling, placing his hand on his chest trying to express he had hurt feelings. “We have a few classes together.”

“Do we really?” Y/N asked. “I’m so sorry, I haven’t noticed you.”

“It’s ok, I usually like to stay in the shadows until I want to be seen,” Jacob laughed.

“Oh?” Y/N said, raising an eyebrow at him. “Why’s that?”

“It keeps me out of the drama,” Jacob added. “There’s always so much of it around here and I can’t stand it.”

“Yea I’m starting to notice that,” Y/N sighed. “Unfortunately I seem to be at the center of most of it.”

“That’s just because you’re new,” Jacob declared.

“I thought it was because I’m human,” Y/N stated.

“Are you really human though?” Jacob asked, with a half smile on his face.

“What does that mean?” Y/N wondered.

Jacob left out a playful sounding laugh, “nothing, I’m just playing around. Come on, I'll walk you back to your room.”

“Ok,” Y/N said, aimlessly following Jacob towards the girls' dorms.

The two didn’t talk very much on the way to her room. The events of the day ran through Y/N’s mind and Jacob’s comment. The ‘are you really human though’. What did that mean? She needed answers but didn’t know where to start.

They reached the girls’ dorm building and Jacob stopped at the entrance.

“I’ll see you around,” Jacob smiled.

“This is as far as you’re going?” Y/N wondered.

He lowered his head while raising an eyebrow, “do you want me to come to your room?” he asked.

Y/N’s mouth dropped, surprised by the question. She did want him to come to her room but only for some company. She didn’t want to be alone with her thoughts, but he seemed to think she wanted him to come to her room for other reasons, less pure reasons.

“I just thought we could hang out for a little,” Y/N said, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

“I’d love that,” Jacob smirked. “And I appreciate the offer but rumors have it that you’re kind of spoken for and like I said, I don’t like drama so maybe another time.”

“Rumors have it that I’m spoken for?” Y/N repeated. “By who?”

“Have a good rest of your day,” Jacob smiled, ignoring her question. “I’ll see you around.”

He turned and started walking towards the boys’ dorms. 

“Wait, Jacob,” Y/n called. “You have to tell me who is claiming to be with me.”

“Try to get some rest,” Jacob suggested, continuing to walk away.

Y/N took a long, defeated breath before accepting she wasn’t going to get the answers she so desperately wanted.

She walked inside, making her way to her bedroom, surprised to see Ryujin sitting on her bed, alone. Ryujin looked up at Y/N, smiling an inviting smile, causing Y/N to break out into tears.

“Oh my god, what’s wrong?” Ryujin asked, truly concerned.

“Oh Ryujin, everything is such a mess,” Y/N stated, falling onto her bed.

“What happened?” Ryujin wondered.

“I don’t know where to start,” Y/N gasped.

“That’s an easy one,” Ryujin smiled, now sitting beside Y/N on her bed. “You just start at the beginning and go to the end.”

Y/N looked up at Ryujin, with a slight smile on her face, “I don’t know how you’re always able to make me smile.”

“I don’t know either,” Ryujin stated. “I’m just me.”

“That’s a good thing,” Y/N sighed. “I wish I could just be me but, I don’t know who that is anymore.”

“What do you mean by that?” Ryujin asked.

“I think I’m turning into something really dark,” Y/N confessed.

“No,” Ryujin denied, “you’re not dark. Trust me, I’ve seen dark and that’s not you.”

“Then what is it? Because today I hurt Yeonjun and now he hates me and I almost killed Heeseung,” Y/N cried.

“Wait wait wait,” Ryujin gasped. “You almost killed Heeseung? How?”

“I don’t know,” Y/N sighed. “And the thing that really scares me is I wanted him dead in that moment.”

Ryujin laughed, “don’t feel bad about that. We’ve all wanted Heeseung to be dead at least once.”

“Maybe I’m turning into a vampire,” Y/N said with wide eyes.

“Turning into a vampire?” Ryujin repeated, trying hard not to laugh.

“Yea it’s the only thing that makes sense,” Y/N stated.

“Did you drink a vampire’s blood and then get killed?” Ryujin asked.

“Ewww no,” Y/N cringed, scrunching her nose in disgust.

“Then you’re not turning into a vampire,” Ryujin sighed.

“Is that what happened to you?” Y/N wondered.

“That’s what happened to all of us,” Ryujin said. “There’s only a handful of pure bloods in this world.”

“Did you want this?” Y/N wondered.

“Of course I did,” Ryujin smiled. “I wanted to be with Jay for all eternity.”

“Jay turned you?” Y/N gasped.

“Why does that surprise you?” Ryujin asked. “I told you we are madly in love.”

“Yea but he…”

“HE WHAT?” Ryujin yelled as her eyes turned black.

“He doesn’t seem too nice to you all of the time,” Y/N said, trying to defuse the situation.

“That’s just his way,” Ryujin announced as her eyes went back to normal. “We used to go to high school together at a normal school and he was the most popular boy in school…”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫

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♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟷 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟹♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 : 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚎

Y/N layed on the ground on the roof as blood continued to pour out of her gunshot wound, soaking her sweat pants.  

“We gotta get you to the hospital, baby,” Wooyoung panicked looking down at her thigh.

“No,” Y/N snarled. “I’m not going to a hospital.”

“But you were shot,” Wooyoung argued with concern written all over his face.

“Give me your knife,” Y/N commanded, putting her hand out for him to place his knife into.

“What?” Wooyoung asked.

“Don’t play dumb,” Y/N snapped. “I know you have a knife…give it to me now.”

Wooyoung swallowed harshly before grabbing the knife he had strapped to his ankle. 

“Ok,” Y/N nodded. “Now I need duct tape and super glue.”

“For what?” Wooyoung wondered.

“Now’s not the time, Wooyoung,” Y/N snapped. “Just get me what I need now.”

Wooyoung quickly got up and ran into the house to retrieve the items that Y/N needed.

She lifted her butt off of the ground using the strength from her uninjured leg, pulling her sweatpants down to expose her thighs. Wooyoung returned to see Y/N using the knife to dig into her thigh with hopes of retrieving the bullet from her leg. 

“Are you nuts?” Wooyoung gasped.

Y/N stopped digging around to look up at him irritated, “there’s a fucking bullet in my thigh, it can’t stay in there, so THIS is my only fucking option.” she snapped. “If you’re just gonna complain about it, maybe you should just go check on the person who put the bullet there to begin with.”

“I’m sorry babe,” Wooyoung sighed, leaning down to get closer to her. “I just don’t want to see you in pain.”

She smirked at him as a red glint flashed through her eyes, “who said I was in pain?”

Y/N finally retrieved the bullet and dropped it onto the ground. She lined the hole with super glue and pressed it closed, sealing the skin together, then placed duct tape on top.

“See,” she said, smiling at Wooyoung, “good as new.”

“I don’t know if I’d say that,” he argued. “But you did a pretty good job.”

Y/N placed her bloody index finger, seductively into her mouth while making eye contact with Wooyoung, “it would be a shame to let all this blood go to waste.”

Wooyoung smirked as he moved closer to her, pressing his lips firmly against hers.  “God I love you,” he whispered.

“I know you do,” she said, grabbing a handful of his hair.

San ran into Seonghwa’s office, still carrying Jongho bridal style. “We need to get Jongho to the hospital,” he yelled.

“What the fuck happened to him,” Seonghwa panicked.

“I don’t know,” San said. “I just found him like this, but he’s in and out of consciousness.”

Yeosang entered the room, shocked when he saw the current situation. “Where’s Hongjoong? I thought he was the one who was shot?” he asked.

“He’s fine, he was wearing his vest,” Seonghwa explained. “But Jongho wasn’t that lucky. We gotta get him to the er now.”

San started walking out of the office, Seonghwa and the others following closely behind. They ran outside to a hummer parked in the driveway, San placed jongho into the backseat and Seonghwa crawled in next to him, gently holding his head. San got into the driver's seat, yeosang in the passenger's seat and they drove off headed towards the hospital at top speed. 

“Come on buddy,” Seonghwa whispered, “you can’t leave me.”

Jongho opened his eyes, “bit shot he…” he managed to gurgle before losing consciousness again.

“What did he say?” Yeosang asked, turning around to look at the two in the back seat.

“Bit-sho-he,” seonghwa repeated, still rubbing jongho’s head.

When they reached the hospital, San pulled up to the front door, throwing the car into park. He got out and assisted Seonghwa in getting Jongho out of the back seat. Seonghwa carried Jongho inside as the other two followed.  

Seonghwa, San, and Yeosang were forced to sit in a private waiting room as the medical staff took Jongho into emergency surgery. Shortly after Yunho, Mingi, and Hongjoong arrived at the hospital.

“How’s he doing?”Hongjoong asked.

Seonghwa lifted his head from where he had it resting in his hands, with tear stains on his cheek and said, “no word, yet.”

“Where’s Wooyoung?” Yeosang asked.

“I couldn’t find him,” Mingi announced.

“I also couldn’t find Wang’s body,” Yunho said.

“What do you mean, you couldn’t find it?” Seonghwa snarled.

“I went down to where Y/N said she killed him,” Yunho started. “And his body wasn’t there.”

“Yunho,” Seonghwa snapped. “Are you sure you didn’t move his body into your room?”

“No I swear,” Yunho exclaimed. “I was planning on maybe doing that, I mean I wanted to touch him and see if it would be the same but like I said, the body was already gone. Blood was everywhere but no body.”

“Did anyone else move the body?” Seonghwa asked, looking around, everyone shook their heads. “What the fuck, why won’t this mother fucker stay dead?”

San stood up and left the waiting room without saying anything. He took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed his friend. After a few rings, Wooyoung answered, annoyed, “what?”

“Where are you?” San asked.

“At home,” Wooyoung answered.

“You need to get your ass down here now,” San ordered.

“Why?”Wooyoung asked. “I hope that mother fucker dies.”

“You need to knock that the fuck off, Woo,” San growled.

“He shot my girl, he got what he deserved,” Wooyoung said, proudly.

“That maybe but for now we’re gonna continue to let everyone think this was the doing of Seven,” San said. “I told Seonghwa I didn’t know what happened to him and I just found him like this. He won’t give a shit about your reasoning at this point.”

“What if he manages to survive?” Wooyoung asked. “He’ll be more pissed that we weren’t honest.”

“The chances of Jongho surviving this are slim,” San stated. “Just get your ass down here and pretend you're concerned.”

“Whatever,” Wooyoung snarled, hanging up the phone.

A few hours later Wooyoung and yn arrived at the hospital. They entered the hospital room to see everyone but Seonghwa sitting in silence. 

“Any news?” Wooyoung asked.

“No, he’s still in surgery,” Yeosang sighed without looking up from the laptop he had positioned on his lap.

Unbeknownst to Wooyoung, Y/N secretly slid her hand inside his jacket pocket to retrieve his cellphone and shoving inside her pocket. She turned to Wooyoung and whispered into his ear, “I’m thirsty, I’m gonna go find something to drink.”

“Ok baby, be careful,” Wooyoung smiled before walking over and sitting next to San who gently patted Wooyoung’s thigh.

Y/N walked out of the waiting room and strolled down the long hallway towards the vending machine room that she had previously visited. “I doubt this hospital visit will be as eventful as the last one,” she laughed to herself.

She entered the room and saw Seonghwa standing towards one of the machines with his head down, unaware of her presence. She crept up behind him and gently touched his back, “everything will be ok,” she whispered.

Seonghwa turned to her, with bloodshot eyes and said, “I don’t know if it will be this time. By the time we got Jongho here, he was completely unconscious and lost so much blood. I don’t know if he’ll be able to pull through this one.”

“I’m so sorry, Seonghwa,” Y/N whispered. 

“I failed him,” Seonghwa announced. “I promised to always protect my family and I wasn’t able to protect Jongho. I don’t know if I’ll be able to move on if he doesn’t pull through.”

“Seonghwa, come on. This wasn’t your fault. You had no control over this and you did everything you could to protect your family,” Y/N argued. “You can’t blame yourself for something like this.”

“That’s a lot easier said than done,” he argued as another tear escaped his eye causing him to look away not wanting her to see.

Y/N grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her, “you don’t have to be embarrassed to cry. It’s ok to be upset in this situation. It doesn’t make you any less of a man.”

“I’m not embarrassed, I just don’t want YOU to see me like this,” he announced.

“Why not?” Y/N wondered.

“You and I have been through a lot of ups and downs,” Seonghwa started. “I haven’t always been the nicest to you and I’ve done quite a lot of really fucked up things. I’ve been trying to make it up to you though.”

“I know you have,” Y/N agreed with a slight smile on her face.

“I need to tell you something,” Seonghwa sighed. “But it has to stay here between us.”

“Ok,” Y/N nodded, holding her breath, waiting for what the confession was going to be.

“When we cooked dinner together, I started feeling something towards you,” Seonghwa started, “and then we had a wonderful evening at the aquarium. I had so much fun and I really enjoyed watching you and seeing all the excitement you were experiencing. I kind of want to be able to keep doing things like that for you, no with you.”

“Seonghwa…” Y/N said.

“No just hear me out,” Seonghwa interrupted. “I never felt like this towards anyone before and I’m not sure how to explain this but I think I’m developing some serious feelings and I don’t know what to do with them, because I know you and Woo have something special too and I would never do anything to hurt him.”

Y/N looked down at the ground, feeling some guilt about everything but only momentarily. She pondered the situation before speaking.

“I think I might have some feelings for you too, but I can’t say for sure,” Y/N confessed.

Seonghwa wrapped his arms around y/n pulling her close against his body so he could feel her heartbeat against his. “I wish I could feel this every day,” Seonghwa whispered before releasing her and heading to the entrance of the room. “But I have to face reality for now and I have to go back and tend to the important matters at hand.”

Y/N didn’t know how to respond so she silently watched his departure from the room then returned to her task of getting a drink. She purchased a bottle of water and left the room with the bottle in hand. She strolled down the hallway in the opposite direction of the waiting room. “He’s gonna be in surgery for awhile, I'll find something to entertain me until then,” Y/N said to herself before she started to skip down the hall.

Half way down the hall a door opened and someone yanked Y/N inside the empty hospital room. Y/N turned around, excited to see who was ready to have some fun.

“I need you to tell me what happened before I came to the roof,” San said.

“Well hello to you too,” Y/N smiled.

“Seriously,” San rolled his eyes, “what happened up there?”

“I don’t know,” Y/N continued to smile, “a lot of things happened. I got shot then Jongho got shot then you came out and stopped the party.”

“The party?” San repeated. “That’s a fucked up description of a fucking party.”

“I’m not using the word, literally,” Y/N snapped. “It’s a good thing you got there when you did though. Because if not we would probably be dealing with a completely different situation.”

“I know for a fact we would be,” San nodded.

“You know San, I find you completely irresistible,” Y/N confessed as she seductively bit her lower lip.

“You do?” San asked, moving closer to her.

“I really do,” Y/N nodded as she placed her hands onto his chest. “Who wouldn’t though? Feel this body.”

“I find you pretty attractive myself but, Wooyoung really likes you and i couldn’t do that to him,” San said with his words but his body welcomed her touch.

She ran her right hand down over his abs making her way to the large bulge in his pants and lightly squeezed, “you didn’t think about that when you tried to sleep with me last time we were in a room like this.”

“That was then and this is now,” San argued. “I can’t do that to Woo.”

“Hmmm,” Y/N smirked, “I wonder what our good friend Wooyoung would think about you trying to fuck his girl while he was unconscious after his surgery. Maybe, I should fill him in on that fun fact.”

“You can’t tell him that,” San ordered. “It will kill him.”

“The truth will set you free, Mr. San,” Y/N smiled. “And to be honest, I’d feel alot better about myself if I came clean to him.”

Rage overtook San’s body, a feeling that he had trouble controlling. Before he knew what he was doing, he wrapped his hands around Y/N’s throat squeezing. “I will fucking kill you, bitch,” he snarled.

“Oh yesss, daddy,” Y/N managed to get out as she squeezed his dick with one hand and jammed her nails into his back.

San continued to squeeze her throat for a few seconds until reality sunk in, he quickly released her, “what the fuck am I doing?” he asked himself while looking at his hands.

“Why’d you stop?” Y/N asked between breaths, “things were just starting to get good.”

“You’re sick,” San announced before racing out of the room, leaving Y/N in the empty hospital room, alone.

“This sucks,” Y/N said to herself, “Nobody wants to play today.”

She regained her composure and happily skipped out of the room and down the hallway with another plan in her head. She made her way to the elevator and took it down to the basement. Y/N took Wooyoung’s phone out of her pocket and sent a text to Yunho.

Y/N: Let’s play a game

YUNHO: What game?

Y/N: Hide and seek

YUNHO: Here?

Y/N: I’m currently laying somewhere special. I’m surrounded by a lot of people who are unable to breathe. I’m cold and naked and waiting for you to warm me up.

YUNHO: but you’re breathing

Y/N: I’ll hold my breath

YUNHO: I WILL FIND YOU

Y/N placed the phone back into her pocket and entered a room labeled ‘morgue’. She took her clothing off, only leaving her bra and panties on and laid on top of a cold metal table, patiently waiting for her playmate.

It felt like an eternity until the door opened and Yunho silently entered. His eyes lit up when he saw Y/N laying still on the table. She didn’t look up, or move in the slightest trying to keep the moment alive.

Yunho crept over and caressed her cheek, “damn it,” he snarled, “this won’t work.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, exhaling slowly, “oh my fucking god, why not?”

“You’re not cold enough,” Yunho announced.

“Damn it, Yunho,” Y/N snarled. “Can’t you just pretend I’m colder?”

“I never had sex with a person who had normal body temperature, I don’t know if I can do it,” he explained.

“Come here,” Y/N said, signaling him to come closer with the movement of her index finger.

He leaned down closer to her face, staring at her wide eyed, not blinking once.

She grabbed his hand, placing it onto her breast, “do you like this?”

Yunho nodded with an eerie smile on his face. She moved his hand down her body and placed it on her panties. “Do you like this?” she asked.

Yunho nodded again. He pulled his hand back and removed his jacket, tossing it onto the ground. He pulled his shirt over his head and wrapped it around her neck. “I’m gonna have to try to kill you,” Yunho announced. 

“Try?” Y/N repeated.

“I fucking told you that I would never actualy kill you on purpose,” Yunho yelled getting very pissed.

“Oh yea that's right,” Y/N nodded a little confused but decided to go along with his plan out of complete boredom.

“You need to fight a little,” Yunho ordered as he started twisting the shirt as a tourniquet to constrict her breathing. “Then stop and lay fucking still. GOD DAMN THIS IS GONNA BE SO FUCKING HOT!”

“Stop it,” Y/N pretended to scream, “you’re hurting me.”

Yunho smacked her face, “Shut the fuck up, slut,” he snarled as he continued to twist the shirt.

Y/N was able to feel Yunho’s excitement from the situation developing in his pants so she pretended to fight him a little longer to make sure he would be at the point of no return. Once there was no longer a doubt that he was fully excited she closed her eyes and leaned her head to the side.

Yunho unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to his ankles. He ripped her panties off with his hands like a rapid beast. He pulled her limp body to the edge of the metal table and forced himself inside of her, deeply thrusting inside. He leaned down and bit Y/N’s chest, above her breast leaving blood dripping out off his lips. She screamed out from the pain. 

“Shut up, dead bitches don’t yell,” Yunho snarled, pushing Y/N’s head down against the metal table. He continued thrusting in and out, his breathing becoming more and more intense, until he couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled out and busted his load over her stomach.

“Fuck,” he yelled throwing his head back. “That was almost better than fucking an actual dead bitch.”

Y/N smirked at him, as she sat up, “Eh, it was ok,” she said.

“We will be doing that again,” he announced.

“We’ll see,” Y/N smiled. “You didn’t have to rip my fucking underwear though. How am I going to explain that one to Woo?”

“Oh shit,” Yunho gulped. “I forgot about him.”

“And you get the award for best friend,” Y/N laughed as she wiped his cum off of her stomach then proceeded to get dressed. “Well, it’s been fun but I think I’m gonna go back to the waiting room.”

“Don’t tell anyone we did that,” Yunho ordered.

“I won’t mention it,” Y/N shrugged. “For now.”

Yunho stared, blankly as she exited the room, leaving him in his happy place.

She went back to the elevator. Once the door opened she walked inside and pressed the floor number that the waiting room was on. The elevator started going up but stopped on another floor and a man wearing a mask walked inside. He pressed a floor number then leaned against the wall.

Y/N looked down at her phone as she felt something being placed over her nose and mouth, everything started to become dizzy. Her eyes became harder and harder to keep open and she lost control of her body. Everything went dark….

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𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟺 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟹 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟻

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟺 : 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎

“I can’t believe it's time for exams already,” YangYang complains, leaning his head against a bookshelf. “Although, I feel like I’ve studied enough already.”

Doyoung glances up from the book he is reading, “that’s because you’re normally always asleep for the studying part.”

“Why wouldn’t you wake him up,” Hendery asks, walking over to join them.

“Cuz’ I’m usually napping next to him,” Doyoung laughs.

Kun turns around, placing his back to you, “you idiots, I told you guys to find some books, not make jokes. You won’t be joking around when you don’t have any more time to study.”

“Come on, let’s go over there,” YangYang says, walking towards the opposite side of the library while Hendery and Doyoung follow him.

Kun closes his book and places it back on the shelf, following them, leaving you behind alone. You continue to glance at the shelf, trying to decide what book you need when Donghyuck sneaks up behind you.

“Ahem,” he clears his throat in order to get your attention. 

You turn to look at him, unamused bringing a smile to his pretty face. “So do you have a study buddy for the exams?” he asks.

“I do,” you nod, “and a lot of them.”

“What about more than a buddy?” he winks.

“Isn’t that what Yeji is for?” you ask, not being able to refrain from bringing her up again.

“Well,” Donghyuck looks down at his feet. “Yeji usually studies at her friends’ dorm during the exams and I study with Jisung. But I’m pretty sure this year, Jisung will be with at his lover’s dorm…Soooo, I want to be like him.”

You look around to make sure no one was around before asking, “and who’s your lover?”

He closes his eyes to take a deep breath while moving a little closer to you. “Please, Y/N,” he begs with a giant smile on his face. “Let me study in your dorm, with you.”

He places the index finger of each hand on his cheek, pressing the tip into his dimples, attempting to look extra adorable.

“Do you really think that’s going to work on me?” you scoff.

Donghyuck smiles even wider, cocking his head in a cutesy way.

Donghyuck and you hide in your dorm for the next few days, studying together. You enjoye the time alone with him. Although, it only seems to make your feelings grow. The more time you spend together the harder you seem to be falling. The only downfall to studying with Donghyuck is you both end up paying more attention to each other than your books.

The night before the exam, Donghyuck takes you to a shrine set up on the university grounds by some of the students. He kneels down before it and you follow his lead.

“Are you sure?” you ask.

“I’m positive,” he smiles. “We’ve been screwing around all day, we can’t start studying now. Listen, whoever makes an offering will pass the exam.”

“But, will it really work?” you wonder full of skepticism due to the fact that you never attempted anything so ludacris before.

“Of course,” Donghyuck states. “That’s how I survived my entire third year.”

You exhale slowly, nodding in defeat, “ok.” You watch as he inches closer to the shrine and lights incense sticks, waiting further instructions.

“Donghyuck,” Soojin yells, walking up to the shrine behind the two of you. “Are you two worshiping the shrine of good luck?”

“I just accompanied her here,” he lies.

You quickly turn to see all of Donghyuck’s friends standing next to Soojin. You’re speechless that is trying to throw you under the bus when all of this nonsense has been his idea.

“Just admit it,” soojin sighs, kneeling down next to you. “Everyone comes here.” She scoots over to make room for Jaemin to be able to squeeze in next to you. 

Chenle grabs a handful of incense sticks, lights them, and hands everyone a couple. You observe everyone closing their eyes once they recieve their sticks and it looks as though they whisper something to themselves. Not entirely sure of what you’re doing, you decide to imitate their actions, closing your eyes then quickly open them.

Sijoon is the first to open her eyes, leaning forward to place her sticks in the slot on the ground in front of the shrine where other incense sticks are. Then Mark and Chenle both lean forward at the same time, banging their heads into each other.

“Ouch,” Chenle yells, looking at Mark. “Why do you have to be in such a hurry?”

“You were in too much of a rush,” Mark snaps.

“Let me do mine first,” Chenle snaps. “Your ash burnt my freakin hand.”

“Can’t you guys be quiet?” Jisung asks, rolling his eyes.

Donghyuck looks at you sitting perfectly still, “I’ll put your incense over there for you.”

You don’t resist, you hand him your sticks, smiling as you watch him taking care of you. 

“Hey Y/N, come here, Jaemin and I want to talk to you about something,” Sijoon says, pulling you away from Donghyuck.

Donghyuck watches, wanting to put a stop to it but fully aware that if he says anything he will expose your secret relationship, which he isn’t ready to do that. He stands up, walking away from the shrine to lean against another tree so can’t see his friends with you. Jisung follows his friend over and leans against the tree as well. 

“Hey,” Jisung sighs, nudging Donghyuck with his elbow. “Your eyes were practically popping out of your head.”

“What are you talking about?” Donghyuck huffs.

“I’m just teasing you,” Jisung laughs. “How are things with Yeji?”

“She’s studying with her friends at their dorm so I haven’t really had the chance to see her,” Donghyuck explains.

“I think the faster you talk to her, the better. If you leave things like this for too long, it won’t be good for anyone,” Jisung suggests.

Donghyuck knows his friend is right. He knows he has to handle things properly, what is he doing with you isn’t fair to you or Yeji.

You lay on your bed, attempting to sleep when you notice Donghyuck is staring at the ceiling, deep in thought. You roll over to face him, “can’t sleep?” you ask. 

“No not really,” he sighs.

“That sucks,” you say. “I guess you’ll be going to your room once the exams are over, right?”

“Well…since this is my last night here,” he rolls over to look at you with a devilish smirk on his face. “And since neither of us can sleep, I think we should do something else.”

“In your dreams,” you scoff, closing your eyes. 

“I can just wait till you fall asleep then,” he laughs. 

“I won’t fall asleep before you,” you state.

“I call bullshit,” he laughs, “you always snore and that’s what keeps me awake.”

“That’s insane,” you snap, “I don’t snore.”

He decides not to argue, there’s  no point, you’re too stubborn to admit you’re wrong. Donghyuck watches as you slowly drift off to sleep. You look so peacefully that he can’t help but to smile. He inches towards your face, kisses your forehead, then lays back down on his side of the bed. 

“I knew you didn’t have the balls to do it,”  you smirk, not opening your eyes.

“It has nothing to do with my balls,” he retorts, “it’s because you can’t act.”

You laugh, turning to look at him, smiling at his adorable face. You are really enjoying having him stay with you and even though you don’t want to admit it, you’re going to be a little sad once things go back to the way they were.

“No, the real reason I didn’t do anything is because I gotta make things right, first,” Donghyuck explains, turning his entire body to face you

“What do you mean by that?” you ask.

“After the exam, I’m going to end things with Yeji,” he confesses, staring intently into your eyes. “I know this might a lot to ask, but you please wait for me?”

A small smile subconsciously appears on your face, “I’ll be right here…so you better make it quick and hurry back to me.”

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗

@lostinneocity @delululi @multifandomania

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚂𝟸 𝙲𝚑.𝟷 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝚘𝚝𝟾 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

♥️𝚜𝟷 𝚖𝚕 ♠️ 𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟸♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 : 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚏𝚞𝚕

The shooting subsided leaving an eerie silence. YN skipped down the upstairs hallway making her way up to the rooftop. 

She stood in the doorway, silently watching Seonghwa and Wooyoung who were still looking down on the lawn. YN took a deep breath, forcing some tears out before running out and exposing herself. 

“I did it,” she cried, “I killed him.”

Seonghwa and Wooyoung quickly turned around to see her standing before them with blood all over her clothing and tears pouring down her cheeks. 

“You didn’t get hurt, did you?” Wooyoung asked running over to encompass her in a soothing embrace. 

Yn pretended to cry into his shoulder, “no I wasn’t hurt, I never killed anyone before, Wooyoung it was awful. I’m gonna see his dying face every time I close my eyes.” 

Wooyoung rubbed her back in a comforting way, “oh baby, you had no choice. He wasn’t gonna stop coming until someone took him out.”

“I’m so sorry I’m not stronger or as tough as you,” yn continued. “I thought I could handle doing this but I guess I was wrong.”

“But you did handle it, you did it better than me,” Wooyoung continued rubbing her back. “I failed when I tried to kill him but you managed to finish the job. It’s ok to be a little upset about it.”

Yn pulled back so she could look into Wooyoung’s eyes, “were you upset when you…when you…when you first did this?”

“I don’t remember,” Wooyoung sighed. “I was only five but I'm sure I was a little upset.”

“You killed someone when you were five?” Yn gasped

Before Wooyoung had time to respond, Mingi ran onto the roof. “Seonghwa,” Mingi said, breathing heavily, “Hongjoong was hit.”

“Where is he?” Seonghwa asked racing towards the door leading inside. 

“Your office,” Mingi said in between deep breaths. 

Seonghwa didn’t say another word, he instantly rushed to his office. Wooyoung started to chase after him, yn grabbed his arm pulling him back towards her. “I want to hear the rest of your story later,” she whispered into Wooyoung’s ear while squeezing his ass with her free hand. 

Wooyoung nodded but said nothing before continuing to chase after his boss. After Wooyoung was out of sight, yn looked at Mingi with a crooked smile. 

“Why are you so bloody?” He asked. 

“Oh Mingi, it was awful,” yn started, forcing tears out once again. “I killed somebody tonight.”

“That’s awful,” Mingi sighed. 

“Have you ever been through this, Mingi?” Yn wondered. 

“Maybe,” Mingi nodded, “killing never gets easier. Hopefully you’ll never have to do it again.”

“I sure hope I don’t,” yn cried, covering her face with her hands, fearing that she’d subconsciously smile. 

Mingi rushed over to yn, wrapping his giant arms around her slender body attempting to lend some comfort. “It’ll be ok, everyone here will do anything they can to get you through this.”

“I appreciate that so much,” yn said, burying her head into Mingis chest. 

“I really mean that too,” Mingi announced. “I know I’d do pretty much anything you want me to and I know the rest of the guys would too.”

Yn took a deep breath before pulling back to look at Mingi. She pretended to force a smile as a tear streamed down her cheek, “I think you might be the sweetest person that I have ever met in my life.”

“I’m not really this sweet,” Mingi huffed looking away. 

“But you are,” yn argued. 

“NO I'M NOT!” Mingi yelled. 

“Ok ok,” yn nodded unsure of what brought the heavy emotion out of him. 

“Isn’t this a sight for sore eyes,” jongho snarled walking onto the rooftop. “Mingi, you’re needed downstairs in the boss’s office.”

“What for?” Mingi asked. 

“Go!” Jongho snarled.

“Fine,” Mingi huffed releasing yn. 

Before Mingi could walk away yn whispered, “I’m not this sweet either.”

Mingi looked back at her a little confused but walked off without saying another word. 

Jongho glared at yn a few moments before speaking, “hmm, it seems you went through quite a traumatic event, didn’t ya?”

Yn nodded as tears continued to stream down her face, “it was truly awful.”

“Which part was worse for you?” Jongho started. “Watching Wang's life drain from his body or coming to the realization that he was telling the truth about you this whole time?”

Yn stopped the tears, looking at jongho, surprised, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she denied. 

“So tell me, did you kill him to get revenge for woo or to keep your secrets safe?” Jongho asked. 

Yn cocked her head as a red glint flashed through her eyes, “You know every single person is a fool, insane, a failure, or a bad person to at least ten people and I’m all of the above,” she smiled. 

“What?” Jongho asked. 

An evil smile overtook her face before she screamed out, “oh my god, Wooyoung help me!!”

Yn quickly pulled Jackson’s gun out from where she previously shoved it and shot herself in the thigh then quickly tossed it at jongho’s face. He instinctively caught the weapon, mid air before coming in contact with his face. 

Wooyoung ran onto the roof, rage instantly taking over his body when he observed yn laying on the floor bleeding from her thigh and jongho holding a gun. “What the fuck?!” He snarled. 

“Wooyoung help me,” yn pleaded. “He’s trying to kill me.”

Wooyoung pulled his 9mm out from his pants, aiming it at jongho. 

“Listen man,” Jongho started. “She’s a crazy bitch, she shot herself.”

“You expect me to believe that?” Wooyoung growled cocking his weapon. 

“That’s the gun wang pulled on me downstairs,” yn cried. 

Wooyoung aimed his gun at jongho’s left knee cap and pulled the trigger causing him to fall to the ground. 

“Jesus Christ Wooyoung,” jongho screamed. 

Wooyoung didn’t hesitate, he pulled the trigger two more times until the gun jammed. 

“What the fuck is going on?” San growled running over to jongho who was slowly losing consciousness. “Stay with me.”

Wooyoung ignored San, walked over to jongho aiming his gun at his head, “I hope you’re ready to meet your maker,” he snarled. 

San stood up, blocking jongho from Wooyoung. “Yo man, you need to fucking stop now!”

“He shot yn, he needs to fucking die,” Wooyoung yelled. “Now get out of the way!”

San grabbed the gun in Wooyoung’s hand, “you should tend to yn,” he said trying to distract Wooyoung, “I think she needs you. I’ll deal with jongho.”

Wooyoung hesitated, glanced back at yn laying on the ground with blood soaking her pants, causing him to run over to her. 

Once Wooyoung became engulfed in tending to yn, San picked jongho up and carried him off the roof, bridal style. He ran down into Seonghwa’s office. “We need to get jongho to the hospital,” San announced.

♥️𝚜𝟷 𝚖𝚕♠️𝚜𝟸 𝚖𝚕 ♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

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𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.10 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦-𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 10 : 𝔨*𝔩𝔩 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔫𝔰

𝔠𝔥.9 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔠𝔥.11

Chan and Minho walked together through the academy, making their way to the room where they were meeting all of the other boys. 

“This is fucking stupid,” Minho complained. “Yuqi was coming to my room but you went and fucked that all up.”

“Knock it off,” Chan ordered. “I guarantee she’ll still be waiting on you when we get done with this shit. That girl is obsessed with you, she’d wait all day for you if you told her to.”

“If she’s not, I’m gonna be even more pissed and there will be hell to pay,” Minho threatened.

Chan stopped walking, turning to face Minho, “are you threatening me?” he growled.

Minho smiled, smoothing Chan’s shirt out with his hands, “of course I’m not threatening you. I’m not that stupid. You’re the alpha and I fully know and understand my role. Remember Mr Bang, I’m not new to all of this.”

Chan continued to stare, coldly, analyzing Minho’s explanation. A slight smile grew on his face before speaking. “As long as you understand the pecking order, I’ll let your behavior slide this time.”

“Oh,” Minho smiled, widely, “so are you saying I can skip this meeting?”

“Absolutely not,” Chan stated. “Come on, we’re going to be late.”

Minho groaned but ultimately followed Chan into the room.

“Finally,” Jungwon said to the two entering the room.

“It’s about time you decide to grace us with your presence,” Sunghoon snarled, rolling his eyes.

“This better be important,” Minho snarled, “I have important shit I’m skipping.”

“Important wolf business?” Younghoon chimed in, with a smile on his face. “Like what? Killing some chickens?”

Sangyeon smacked Younghoon’s arm but didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to say anything in order for Younghoon to know what he wanted. Sangyeon didn’t mess around and Younghoon didn’t want to mess with him. Younghoon’s smile dropped from his face and a snarl appeared as he didn’t dare to say another word.

“Kill chickens?” Minho repeated, disgusted. “How fucking stupid are you that you think I spend my time killing chickens?”

“Minho,” Chan stated, causing him to stop talking about the chickens.

“I was gonna get laid,” Minho bragged. 

“Awww you were finally gonna break your cherry,” Yeonjun teased.

“Yeonjun,” Taehyun said, hoping it would shut him down.

“What I do?” Yeonjun asked.

“Knock it off,” Taehyun ordered.

“Why?” Yeonjun asked.

“So why are we here?” Chan asked, interrupting their little spat.

“Ok,” Jungwon sighed. “Getting right to the business, I see.”

“Well I’m not here for a slumber party,” Chan smiled.

Jungwon smiled in return, “take a seat and we’ll get started.”

Chan and Minho sat next to each other at the table where all of the others were already sitting.

“What’s this about?” Chan asked, bluntly. “Did my boys do something?”

“No, for once it’s not about the wolves,” Taehyun stated.

“It’s about the human,” Jungwon interrupted.

“Yea ‘the human’,” Sunghoon laughed.

Chan cocked his head at Jungwon and Sunghoon, “are you two implying that she isn’t human?” he asked.

“Not entirely,” Taehyun said.

“This isn’t make any sense,” Chan grunted.

“Have you ever heard of the First Family?” Jungwon wondered.

“Yea kind of,” Chan nodded.

“OK well…” Jungwon started.

“What the hell is the first family?” Minho interrupted.

Sunghoon laughed, “I figured ignorant wolves wouldn’t know anything.”

“SUNGHOON, enough,” Jungwon snarled, causing his companion to pout a little.

“The ‘First Family’ are the first vampires ever created,” Taehyun explained. 

“Ok and what does that have to do with anything?” Chan asked.

“The legend states that the family was a normal viking family and they were living their lives as they did in that time, just trying to exist. They lived in a colony where men lived that had the ability to transform into wild beast creatures under the full moon,” Taehyun continued explaining.

“Werewolves,” Chan sighed.

“Exactly,” Taehyun smiled. “The matriarch of the family was a powerful witch who dabbled in the black arts. She loved her family very much and would do anything to protect them. Under the one full moon, one of her sons snuck out and was killed by one of the beasts and this traumatized her. She vowed none of her other children would ever succumb to the same fate. And so she created the first vampires.”

“One of the children wasn’t the same as the others. The legend says that the mother had an affair and the one son ultimately had a different father than the other children. His father had the ability to transform into a beast,” Jungwon explained.

“A hybrid,” Chan gasped.

“Yes, a hybrid,” Taehyun smiled again. 

“This story time is fun and all but can we get to the point,” Minho snarled.

Chan elbowed Minho in the side, telling him to shut up without actually saying the words.

“When they noticed that the boy wasn’t the same as the others, the mother put a curse on him, preventing him from invoking the werewolf side. However, over the years to come he figured out how to break that curse and now he’s a full blown hybrid, a truly immortal creature. He cannot be killed,” Taehyun explained.

“And?” Chan asked.

“There are rumors going around between the witches that say that the hybrid had a child with a witch, a miracle baby if you will,” Taehyun stated.

“A tribrid?” Chan gasped.

“Precisely,” Taehyun nodded. “She’d be a mix between Vampire, Wolf, and Witch.”

“She?” Minho asked. “Don’t fucking tell me.”

“Y/N is the tribrid,” Sangyeon stated.

“Well we’re not entirely sure of that,” Taehyun corrected. 

“Ok so what now?” Chan asked.

“We need to find out for sure,” Jungwon grunted.

“How?” Chan wondered.

“There’s a lot that doesn’t make sense,” Taehyun started. “I can’t seem to figure out, if she’s all of these things, why can’t I sense any of it.”

“But she’s definitely something,” Yeonjun stated. “A regular human doesn’t possess any of the abilities she has been showing.”

“I think you all might be grasping at straws here,” Minho grunted.

“Yea I thought the same thing,” Sunghoon nodded. “Have you seen that bitch? You would think if she was that special she would be a hell of a lot hotter.”

Jungwon shook his head in disgust, “we all gotta continue finding out as much as we can and figure out who or what she actually is.”

“But I don’t understand,” Chan sighed. “Why is it that important?”

“I had a vision,” Taehyun stated, noticing Yeonjun looking down at his silver bracelet he had on his wrist. “And let’s just say if she is what we think she might be, things could end very badly for all of us.”

Yeonjun leaned over to Taehyun and whispered, “she pushed her bracelet. She needs me.”

Taehyun closed his eyes for a few seconds and whispered, “she’s in our library.”

“I’ll catch up with you later,” Yeonjun said, standing up.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Younghoon asked.

“I uh I…” Yeonjun stuttered looking around at everyone currently staring at him. “I gotta shit like right now.”

Yeonjun didn’t wait for a response, he ran out of the room, leaving everyone behind to continue their course of action.

Y/N was sitting at a table, working on homework, alone, when Heeseung entered the library.

“Funny meeting you here,” he smirked.

“Is it really?” Y/N rolled her eyes. “Something tells me that you knew I was here.”

“You’re starting to get a little more outspoken,” Heeseung stated, appearing in the seat next to her.

“What do you want, Heeseung?” she asked.

“I figured we could use some alone time,” Heeseung smiled, seductively placing a strand of Y/N’s hair behind her ear.

“I don’t want alone time with you, I want to do my homework,” Y/N stated.

“Is that because you don’t like how I make you feel?” Heeseung whispered into Y/N’s ear, sending shivers throughout her body.

“Stop that,” Y/N ordered.

Heeseung's smile turned into rage as he grabbed Y/N by the neck. Before her knew what was happening Heeseung had her pinned up against the wall, gripping her neck tightly, making it hard for her to breathe.

“Heeseung,” she managed to get out. “You’re hurting me.”

Heeseung smirked, “and you like it.”

He let go of her neck bringing her arms above her head, holding them still.

“Ooooh we have company,” Heeseung smirked, before flipping her over so his back was against the wall and Y/N’s body was against his. He grabbed her head, forcing her to kiss him.

The door to the library flew open and Yeonjun entered.

“What the fuck,” Yeonjun snarled.

“Oh my,” Heeseung smiled, releasing Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“What the fuck is going on?” Yeonjun snapped.

“Yeonjun,” Y/N gasped. 

“Why would you bring me here for this?” Yeonjun snarled.

“I didn’t,” Y/N said. “But I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I think she wants you to join in,” Heeseung announced.

“You’re fucked up, you know that?” Yeonjun snarled, storming out of the library. 

“Please don’t go,” Y/N begged.

Yeonjun ignored her pleas and continued to leave the room. He was extremely angry but didn’t understand why. This was all a game to him anyways so why was he actually bothered?

“What the fuck did you do?” Y/N yelled.

“He was getting in our way,” Heeseung smirked. “I want you all to myself.”

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔳 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫