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BTS' Experiment -Prologue-

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After what seemed like years, I finally get to go to your final class. I feel excited but for now I must contain the excitement. Briskly and obediently I turned down a new hallway to my new class. The usual dull, gray plaque hung on the door. On it read 'Class 5' in bold text. I've been waiting for this day since you heard of this room, the room where people are assigned to places. >2 years earlier "Y/n! Would you please consider this opportunity that could make your life much more interesting than ever!?" I turned to see Dr. Simepex, one of the newer scientists. He is like a close friend of mine in the social lab where I am interning at. I've only been at the lab for a few months but he's become one of my best friends. He knows that I really like kpop music and such. After finding out that he's from a Korean family, you convinced him to teach you Korean. Now, after numerous times of asking, I finally decided to accept his offer. To be part of a social experiment for kpop artists. I was unsure of how it would work, but I was excited for some reason. I decided to go during the next registration. >Later I told my parents that I'd be part of a safe, social experiment for a few years. They were fine with it since they knew I am studying this type of stuff. My parents had to sign a form at the registration saying that they are fine with it. The lab payed for me to enter the experiment. After a week, the company sent a letter confirming my place in the experiment and other information. I knew I wouldn't be back for a year, or possibly more, or never. I said my goodbyes to my parents and sister and Dr. Simepex. I walked through the gray doors that will seal my fate. >Experiment Training First off, me and 19 other participants were bussed to another facility in a bus with blacked out windows. There was a man in a suit that told us about the 5 classes, and at the end of each class, people will be pulled out of the experiment if seen unfit and sent back. We'll be given medicine to make us forget our actual selves, like our names and family. And after we are cut out we are given similar medicine so that after the experiment we won't remember what happened. Many of the others were scared, but I was excited to see what would happen. At the facility we were given the medicine to make us forget our families. For the last time, I thought of my family and my friends. I obediently took the blood red pill. The next few minutes were a blur to me. We were taken through gray doors after gray doors and were sat down in orderly seats. After the pill had taken everything we got the run down of everything. The 5 class levels; 1) obedience 2) life skills 3) multi language classes 4) adaption to new environments 5) living with the assigned group. Only 3 people or less end in 5. One at a time, each one of us were given a number, each number meaning something to our group that we would be assigned to. Each person that passes to class 5 is assigned to a group of celebrity that needs help or their company requests someone. Each person was given a set of clothes and a vest with our new number. The clothes were grayscale clothes, mixes of black, white, and grays. Mine was simple black leggings, a white t-shirt, and the same black boots like everyone else's. (First picture) My black vest had the white numbers and letters No. 13612. More people in neat black suits came in to show us our rooms. Hall after hall, like a maze, each with dull light gray walls. Each person got their own room, more like a cell actually. A short bed with gray sheets was pushed against the far wall. A black table and metal folding chair was on the right side with a tiny lamp. On the other side is a rack with more outfits like the ones we were given. For the next year, every day was the same. Wake up, eat our meal, go to class, eat lunch, class, exercise, eat, work, free time, eat, shower, sleep. No one really talked to anyone else except the commanders. We were obedient to the rules since punishment was a medicine that shows you mental hell. Why were we like this if we were to be sent to a celebrity group? No one knows really. Nothing ever changed except the days where they announced who was being cut every few weeks. Or what seemed like weeks since there were almost no clocks. On the final days, they did the usual announcements of who was being cut. All 6 of us that were left were scarred. Other times, people have wanted to be cut so they could forget this place and get their memories back. Yes, they told us everything, like when we are sent to our group, the facility will be forgotten. The commander stood in the same place as always. "The numbers that will be leaving today are," for some reason he was different, maybe this is hard for him. But he continued. "Number 13576!" No. 13576 stood up and obediently walked to the medicine room to be taken back. But in his eyes there were tears. "Number 75294!, Number 43651!" Me and the other 2 who were not cut were filled with relief. We were told the place of class 5. >Present Day< We sat in the front row together and looked at the commander. This time it was a woman, and she had the same black suit as the other female commanders, but she was smiling, something no one did. She gave us new outfits that were different colors than black, gray, or white. She said that we are going to learn to adapt to our group and learn about them. 3 more commanders came in and you could obviously tell they were hiding excitement. One of them held familiar boxes that contain pills. The other commander held new vests in different colors to match our new outfits. The third held 3 colorful books which also matched our outfits. We were allowed to change in the back into our new outfits. Mine had a black and red striped shirt, black jeans, and red converse. (Second picture) After we sat back down, the commander said that we would get our names back. I had forgotten that they had taken our names. The commander that was holding them gave out each metal name tag with our names on them. The usual gray but the name was in a different color to match our colors. Y/N... A memory popped up in my mind, that happened sometimes. Usually it was like going to a cafe or work. This time was different, the memory was from a band, Korean probably. What was the name? It was 3 letters, english letters. Suddenly the memory was gone. The commander with the books handed them out. On the front was a picture of 7 attractive men. In bold letters said BTS. This is the memory that you had. The commanders said they would help you learn about them, the basics like their names and the area they are in. >A week later< I now knew a lot about this group, their names, songs, awards, and the general area they are located in. The rest I'm going to have to learn from them. They gave us a different pill, different from the red pills we take to make sure memories don't arise. Blue this time. Taking it made us forget the facility and made us remember things about ourselves. Things like our favorite foods and likes and dislikes. We were given a small bag with more sets of clothes, necessities, and an information card for the group so we don't get taken away by security. Today is the day. I said goodbye to the other two and boarded the private plane to Korea. Off to meet BTS.
Hello, this is my first fanfic! In this series I'm not planning on having any smut. Something I'm considering is that after a certain point there will be different stories for each member. Similar evens like a tour or something but different response. Ah, well, that's for the future. Stories will be published first here>
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Who: Reader x Kim Junmyeon What: Angst, Romance, Smut Story: You're just two trauma filled people trying to live normal lives... but trauma is a bitch Y/N's POV "Wait a minute, I'm a little confused. Start from the beginning." You said. Your mother looked at Junmyeon than you again. She sighed and her thumbs toyed with each other as she started to explain her story. "Haejin and I were very close in high school. We had a brief moment where we kissed and that's what started it all. Our generation wasn't very accepting of those kinds of relationships so, when we graduated we decided to end our secret affair. We went to different colleges and started our own lives-" "So when did you two decide to hook back up? Before or after you got pregnant with us?" You asked. There was spite in your voice, you were angry and annoyed with her. Being able to face her was both therapeutic and upsetting. You always envisioned her living a grander life, having a new husband and a new family. You always wondered if you had disappointed her, if you weren't enough for her but here she was in front of you looking the opposite of what you imagined or even remembered. Your mother had class, and smarts, she had an alluring smile that was magnifying. When everyone said you looked like your mother, you felt it was the biggest compliment to you because she was the most beautiful woman you knew. Now, as you looked at her face: old, worn, tired with half life and watching her sit slightly hunched over you felt disgrace and pity. You didn't want to be compared to her and as you listened to her story you wanted even less to be known as her daughter. "When you were four, Haejin spotted me in Itaewon. We rekindled our friendship. We caught up and talked about our families and as time went by, those feelings showed themselves again. I don't think they ever went away. We just knew it wasn't possible. We knew it was wrong but- we loved each other." She said. "I remember her coming over and you two talking alot. It seemed like a normal friendship even when Papa wasn't around." "If you had seen us, even by accident, I wouldn't have been able to explain it to you. I knew your father would be hurt if he found out and children are prone to slipping up. You once told your father she was over the house could you imagine how he would've reacted if he knew about the affair?" "Gee, I don't know. Perhaps he would've tried to kill you kinda like he tried to kill me two weeks ago." She looked at you wide eyed. Her hand went to her heart and you felt yourself cringe from her reaction. Despite it being genuine, you felt like her concerns for you weren't real enough. "Inho tried to kill you? How is that possible he adored you?" "But he hates you!" You snapped. "You left him, us , without a trace, without a fucking reason Seol; what did you expect? He's bipolar and he was hurt and everytime he looked at me he saw you. He saw the woman that broke his heart, that abandoned him. The woman who took vows to stand beside him for life and just threw it to the fucking wind. He hated me for looking like you so for fifteen years I was caught in between my father's war of loving me as his daughter and hating me as yours. He went off his meds, back and forth from dotting father to raging asshole. All so I didn't repeat the cycle. I couldn't turn out like you. I couldn't leave him because he wouldn't survive, because of the selfish decisions you made, my childhood was a living hell." "Y/N I'm sorry." She said. Her voice scratched like she was trying to hold back tears. She almost sounded pathetic but you were too upset to even care how she felt. You didn't think she had the right. You stood up ready to leave but she cried out for you. "Y/N let me explain please." You whipped around stalking up towards her, your eyes burned with tears threatening to spill over but even more anger and hatred towards her spilled out. "Explain what? Explain how all this time you were a twenty five minute train ride away? Explain why you didn't call or visit? Explain why you never said a fucking word and just walked out on me! I was your own flesh and blood and you abandoned me to a wolf!" Junmyeon stood up and grabbed you; he held you tightly to him. Your chest heaved up and down and you willed all your emotion to stay down, to just wait until she couldn't see how much your heart was breaking. As angry as you were with your mother, deep down you wanted to forgive her. You wanted her to have a good reason why she disappeared, one worth accepting so that as you lost your father you gained your mother. When the trees bloomed in spring, she would take you to the park, you two would walk around and she'd ask you what you saw in the park. You watched clouds together and visited the Han river at night. When it snowed, she would have a snowball fight with you and drink hot chocolate with you under blankets while you all watched movies. Your early life was filled with childhood memories you clung to because they were beautiful and distant. They seemed untouchable but it was all you ever desired. You lived with hope you'd have your family back one day and when that hope died you just wanted your father to love you. All you ever wanted was someone to love you and it felt like your cat might've been the only one truly did. You calmed down and pulled away from Junmyeon but when you looked up at him you realized something...he cared about you. You two slept together but it wasn't just sex, if it was, why would he do all of this: comfort you and go with you to visit your estranged mother. Someone that wasn't invested wouldn't do this. Yet, you were afraid that you weren't capable of a healthy love; you didn't really know what that was. You were subservient to Heechul, was that why he cheated? You held your own secrets from him, you kept him locked out but you were at his beck and call. Minseok was always your friend, staying close to you, making sure you were alright but there was never anything romantic between you two. You didn't really understand what it meant to be in love. You looked back at your mother, calm now and Junmyeon had you sit back down. "I left because I felt guilty for Haejin's death. In the midst of our affair, her husband started to suspect that she was cheating with another man. She was afraid of his temper but she also loved you," she looked to Junmyeon. He didn't look like he wanted to hear much about his mother. Perhaps she read that on his face because she looked back to you. "Haejin thought it was best if we just went back to our normal lives. We had families we had to end it. Haejin wanted to get back home early that night but I begged her to stay a little longer. We slept together and then she left. That was the last time I saw her." She said. "They had a fight the night before she died." Junmyeon said putting pieces together. "I think he became so convinced about her affair that he tried to drag the truth out of her. It's possible she confessed to the affair or even confessed she was sleeping with a woman but if I didn't ask her to stay- if I hadn't coaxed her into staying later she might still be alive. The guilt ate away at me for three years, I was living with my own family and hers had fallen apart. I couldn't live with myself, I needed a new start so I decided to leave, I didn't tell your father because he would've chased me. I knew how much he loved me he would've fought for me but that only meant I would break his heart more in the process because I didn't love him." "So why didn't you take me?" "Because you were a reminder of the life I was trying to leave behind. You tied me to your father and I had to cut the tether to escape. But, the pain of my sins are like heavy weights forcing me to the ground." "You can't take the blame for other people's actions." you said annoyed. "Isn't that what you're doing to me? Blaming me for what your father has done." "No I'm blaming you for the choices you made. You knew dad was bipolar so you knew the risks of leaving him abruptly. You didn't love him yet everyday you pretended you did, you broke his heart. As my mother, you were responsible for protecting me and you didn't. I don't blame you for the abuse, he's the one that hit me but I do blame you for starting the chain of events that led to it. Your actions were reckless and you never once stopped to consider who you were affecting in the process you didn't care. Out of all the decisions you made, I blame you the most for not choosing me." You said. "I did choose you. I thought you were safe with your father." "You thought I was safe with the mentally ill man that you knew wasn't even responsible enough for taking his own medication. I remember that mom, you counting his pills and crushing them in his drinks. You assumed everything would be fine, you hoped it would be fine so he could assume the role that you no longer wanted. If that was the case you should've never had me in the first place.... You chose your grief over your own daughter. For ten years, I adored you as much as I adored papa, I moved in you. For nine months, your womb was my home and even that connection wasn't enough for you to pick me. What your responsible for is robbing me of a decent childhood by leaving me with a man with a mental illness. That's what I blame you for and your refusal to recognize that what you did was more destructive than how you could've handled it is what's going to keep us from ever being together. I thought papa was the only family I had left... Now it's clear to me I really have no one." You and Junmyeon stood up and you headed for the door. You reached the front only to look back and see Junmyeon handing Seol the picture of his mother. He found out a lot too which meant you both needed time to process. You and Junmyeon went back to Seoul in silence; you both held hands and leaned on each other for comfort on the train. Junmyeon saw you home even though his place was closer to the train station. You both stood at your front door in silence for a moment. Junmyeon couldn't bring himself to look at you. You gave a bitter laugh and said, "Don't tell me you're blaming me too." He looked up at you like he had come out of a daze. "What? What would I blame you for?" He asked. "For being that women's daughter. She had just as much of a hand in destroying your family as she did mine and I look like her-" He kissed you, his movement to your lips was swift, he cupped your face between his thumb and forefinger and his lips were soft against yours. When he pulled away you looked at him almost like a puppy. "I'm not your father Y/N. I'm not like him at all. There's just a lot we found out today. I need- we both need to sort through what we learned." You agreed but you partly wondered if he was already pulling away from you. You walked into the house but you noticed as soon as you unlocked the door he was already walking away. A part of you regretted asking him to come along. You thought about everything that happened though, you were just as guilty of pulling away from him as well. You two were doing this dance of getting close and pulling away. So many things from your past made it complicated to keep a proper relationship. When you were with Heechul, hiding your past and your father's abuse was easy. It was something that you had done all your life. Junmyeon was aware of everything, being this open with someone that wasn't Minseok was new. Your fear that he was with you because he knew your trauma had subsided and was replaced with the fear that he didn't want to be with you because you were your mother's daughter. He said that he wasn't anything like your father but you felt him moving space between you two. .... You were at Cheong Jin Ok, despite not having a hangover you ordered the hangover cure anyway. You spun a coin on the table while you waited. Only three days had passed since you and Junmyeon discovered so much about your mothers and it was still hard to process everything. You weren't bothered by the fact that she was in love with Haejin; what bothered you was that they had an affair. They could've just left their husbands. Though, you started to wonder how well that would've gone for Haejin. It sounded as though Junmyeon's father had exhibited abusive behavior long before he killed his mother. It made some sense, he didn't just go mad and kill her because she had an affair unless he was already the type to get dangerously aggressive. He did this when Junmyeon was seven, you wondered just how much of his father's abuse he remembered. You wondered if he ever even saw it. You were lost in your own thoughts when someone sat down in front of you. It took you a moment to realize it but you looked up to see Heechul smiling at you. For a moment, it reminded you of when you two first met. He had that glow about him, all kinds of charisma but there was a slight reminder of your father in him. The way you felt like you could never make him happy. That you were never really enough to begin with. You wondered if he ever loved you, you were...infatuated with him. Maybe it was the same for him, but what made him captivated with you? "Boo." He said with a soft smile. "Boo." "What are you doing here alone? Couldn't find a date?" Heechul was always a little too harsh. He may have meant it as a joke but it pierced through you a little. "Didn't really want one." you answered. The waiter stopped by and placed your hangover cure in front of you. The waiter asked Heechul if he was ready to order and he informed him he wasn't getting anything, much to your relief. You half expected him to try and turn this into an awkward kind of date. "You don't look like you need a hangover cure." he said. "I don't but at the same time I do." "Where's that guy that's always attached to you. Junmyeon, right?" "I don't know probably at home or hanging out with the guys.... He's not always attached to m-you think he's always attached to me?" Heechul chuckled, he rested his chin in his hand as he looked at you. "He was there everyday while you were in the hospital. Right by your bed side; he was pissed off I even showed up to see you." "You came to see me?" Your voice projected more hope and happiness than you meant it to. It was a given the Junmyeon by your side at the hospital; you figured he wanted to make sure you were safe because of everything that happened. He was the first one you saw when you woke up, he even kissed you. Heechul coming to see you in the hospital meant something to you, the feeling of not being wanted felt a little less heavier than before. That rose a question in you that you never thought to ask before, "Why did you even go out with me?" You asked. His eyebrows rose like he wanted to know where that question came from but then he sank his chin down in his hand and puffed up his cheek. You could tell he was thinking but for a moment his eyes wandered off and you wondered if he was ever going to answer your question. Normally, you wouldn't even talk to him, any one that hurt you, you kicked them out of your life. Although, your most recent revelation that you did the same thing your father did when your mother left made you realize you were following the same path. You still had your reservations when it came to Heechul but you were trying to resolve your problems not create more. Part of that resolution was facing them. "You're really cute." Heechul said. He wasn't even looking at you when he said it. He finally turned to look at you though and you just blinked at him. You could feel a blush rising up once again reminding you of when you two first met. He smiled at your look and said, "You've got big eyes and a really pretty smile. You've got this gravitational pull about you that makes it hard to not want to get close." "But you never got close." "I tried- you wouldn't let me. Minseok was your go to person and that was annoying to me because you were a different person with him, he knew secrets that as your boyfriend I think I should've known. Or at least you could've trusted me with. The more you kept me out the more frustrating it was." "Is that why you cheated?" He got quiet for a moment. Neither one of you talked about it. You never talked about your relationship the way you should've. No wonder it never worked out between you. If he hadn't hit you back, you might've forgave him, you might've gone back to him if he said he wanted you. Instead, you tried pushing everyone out. Siwon and Ryeowook were hard to push out though, when you saw Siwon again you couldn't push him away. It felt too good to know that he was really your friend. You never really seemed to lack friends in your life, you were lucky enough for that. So was it completely impossible for you to "fall in love?" "I cheated because I wasn't satisfied by you." You felt like he just threw a rock at your head. Even though you were offended by that, you did consider that the only reason you ever slept with him most times was because he wanted to have sex. "Next time just take a knife and stab me in the chest, it would hurt a lot less." You said sarcastically. He laughed, "Look, I didn't mean it to hurt your feelings but the truth is that you weren't connected with me. You were always somewhere else. It didn't even seem like you enjoyed it so I felt like I was just screwing a doll." "Geeze do you have to describe it like that?" You both laughed together and it seemed to be a good genuine moment that would lead to some healing. You still needed time but Heechul might not be so bad to hang around again. You enjoyed your time with him at the bar. As you two talked, he made some comments that annoyed you and ones that made you laugh but it reminded you a lot of the initial bliss when you two first hooked up. "Why did you come here alone anyway?" He asked suddenly. "Umm. I just kinda wandered in." You said. Heechul had followed you out of the restaurant and was walking with you down the street. "More secrets huh?" He teased. "It's the truth. I was just walking around lost in thought and my stomach started grumbling so I walked in to eat. What were you doing in there alone?" "I wasn't in there to begin with, I just saw you in there and decided to annoy you." "What's up with you guys always wanting to annoy me?" You smiled. Heechul pushed his finger into your cheek making you laugh. He claimed it was fun seeing your different expressions. He liked your eyes, your father liked them too. That's why he loved your mother, her eyes were expressive and large. He used to describe them like large black holes pulling you in against your will. It was the one advantage you had to never being alone. It didn't seem like either of you had a destination but you stayed together for the majority of the day, even as the clouds began to roll in. You forgot about what it was like dating him, this seemed like a newer experience to you, although, deep down you missed Junmyeon. His radio silence was disturbing and your trial with your father was coming up soon. "So what's up with you and that guy anyway? He ask you out yet?" Heechul asked. "Why do you want to know?" "Just wondering is all. It's obvious he's in love with you." You chuckled, "What?" "Oh I forgot it's obvious to everyone but you." You stopped in your tracks. You grabbed his hand to stop him and looked at him curiously. "Did he tell you that?" You asked. Heechul laughed, "He didn't have to it's obvious. Not to mention he hates when I come around. I have a sneaking suspicion it has more to do with the fact that I'm your ex rather than that I hit you. Which, I suppose I never apologized for." He took your hand in his and kissed the back of it before he cupped your cheek with the other hand. "I'm truly sorry for hurting you, not just physically but emotionally as well. I'm an asshole but you know this by now." He said. You burst out laughing and swatted his hand away from your cheek. "You really are an ass, but I suppose I can forgive you just this once. Just don't go taking advantage of my kindness." "As an asshole I can't promise that." You rolled your eyes but he laughed at you. You two started walking again but you brought up what he said before. "So you really believe he's in love with me?" You said. "You know if you were an anime character you'd have little sparkles in your eyes right now." "Heechul." "Yes, he likes you. He's in love with you, in an annoying capacity actually. From what I've heard you two already slept together, if that was all he wanted from you then he wouldn't have gone through all the trouble he went through " That may have been true but you wondered if he still felt the same after everything he had learned. You hadn't attempted to call him because you wanted to give him time. You thanked Heechul and gave him a hug before running off but you heard him asking you what he did to be thanked for. You headed to Minseok's place hoping to find Junmyeon there. You knocked on the door and Jongin answered. He welcomed you in. "Is Junmyeon here?" You asked. He shrugged, "I don't know I just woke up. Let's see." Jongin knocked on the Junmyeon's door with you standing behind him. Junmyeon opened the door just enough to poke his head out. He was shirtless which seemed like the norm for him when he was home and in his room. When he saw you, his eyes got wide though, "Y/N what are you doing here?" He asked. "I wanted to talk to you. Can I come in?" Junmyeon looked back in his room and then back at you making you feel like he was hiding something. You stepped up to the door, "Junmyeon is someone in the room with you," "Uh-" You put your hand on the door and looked at him. You heard a snicker from behind the door and adrenaline rushed through you. You looked at Junmyeon hoping he'd tell you the truth but you doubted it. "Listen, it's really not what you think." "Then open the door. Show me it's not what I think." He looked almost hopeless and he sighed defeated. He let his hand down so he could stop guarding the door. He opened it more for you to see Seohyun sitting on his bed. You stepped in looking at her disappointed. Was heartbreak all you'd ever know in this world? Was nothing kind to you? You looked to Junmyeon with tears brimming, "Then what is this, Junmyeon?" "We were just talking." He said "In your room, with the door shut and no shirt on? She's your ex isn't she?" "Calm down Y/N-" You raised your hand to stop Seohyun from talking. You were locking eyes with Junmyeon even as you said to her, "I wasn't talking to you." Junmyeon looked down at his feet. Was he playing you all this time? A thousand different things ran in your head but the first thing that came out of your mouth was, "Did you sleep with her?" He looked guilty which made you feel like throwing up. You hurried out of the house, Junmyeon called after you. You felt the first soft drops of rain coming down, rain you weren't expecting even though the soft gray clouds had taken over the sun. You heard Junmyeon calling after you and you hurried, running down the street but he was faster. He caught onto your arm and turned you around so you could look at him. The rain was pouring now, it picked up so quickly, you both were drenched, hair sticking to your faces. "Let me go!" you yelled. "Y/N listen to me." "No!" You cried. You banged your fist on his chest crying, "I hate you. Why did you make me believe you cared about me? Why did you do this?" "I do care about you. Y/n I got drunk last night. I don't even remember how I got home let alone if me and Segun slept together." "Why did you get drunk? Why did you look so guilty?" "Because I knew how it looked. I don't know if me and Seohyun did anything and to be honest I highly doubt we did. I got drunk because I couldn't process all of this information about my mother-" "You do hate me for looking like that woman don't you?" You tried to pull away from him but his grip was firm on your shoulders. He cupped your face, "Y/N I don't hate you. None of what happened was your fault. You're not your mother I know that." "But I look like her, that's all you'll ever see. The woman that destroyed your family." You looked him in the eyes. Your vision blurred a little and you tried to wipe your eyes clear. You felt like someone was ripping your heart out. "Y/N, I'm in love with you." Junmyeon confessed. "How can you mean that? How am I supposed to believe you, when ever I get vulnerable around you, anytime I'm ready to take a risk she shows up. " "You're the only one I want." "How do you know?" He crashed his lips onto yours kissing you hard and feverishly. Your lips molded with his as he deepened the kiss so much it was like he was trying to become one with you. His hands came to your neck then your waist pulling you into his body so that the idea of space didn't even exist. The taste of his lips, the fever of his kiss, he burned himself into your flesh and awakened a Phoenix fire like never before. Your heart jumped, skipped and leapt. It fluttered and wailed and every tear you cried out of sadness became happier. Happier than you had ever been before. "I don't want to live without you." He said against your lips. You looked him in the eyes. His thumbs wiped away tears. His white shirt was soaking and sticking to him showing the lines of his chest and abs. Your hands touched his chest, they memorized the muscles as if it would be the last time you'd ever touch them. "Then stay with me. Don't see her, don't let her near you." You begged. He kissed you once more, softly, letting his lips linger on yours. His tongue slow waltzing in your mouth. He breathed you in, and despite how cold the rain was making you, the heat of his kiss kept you warm on the inside. "Do you love me?" He asked. His eyes were half closed, he kept your face close to his, his hands still cradling your face. You looked at him with dewy eyes, and smiled. "I do... I'm in love with you, I always have been." He was overcome with happiness and scooped you up in one more deep kiss. You broke it to pull away and took his hand. You ran with him to your apartment, pouring rain and all.... Boss Squad: @royalpandajedi @Fromblue2u @Queenpandabunny @marrickej33 @BBxGD @Starbell808 @MelissaGarza @liyahboon Fans: @elishafisher @JaxomB @EXOahjummafan @StefaniTre @Yugykookie97 @dalenalw
Nocturnal Creature Jun Myeon 56
NCJM56 "A Lost Child, Found" [For future reference: Present Day chapters in Regular type; Past/Memory chapters in BOLD ITALIC; P.O.V - REGULAR ITALIC] Note: Posting as I go... Jun Myeon came to a stop on the edge of an island in the middle of the Pacific. The night air was warm and tropical, his still frozen joints were starting to warm up and melt. He swung his arms around, squatted a few times, rolled his neck making it crack, trying to the cold out of his joints. He walked along the beach under the full moon light. He could see off in the distance, there was a party going on. That was good, he thought, maybe he can blend in, find that one person who's a little too intoxicated to realize that they are taking a night troll with a vampire, too intoxicated to realize he's drinking from them… Or, he could just fly down and snatch one up and take them high up and drink them dry. Because at this point, his thirst was insansible. He hasn't drank blood in, how long did D say, its been five years.  He approached quietly, in a friendly manner. People were laughing and having a good time and sure enough, there were at least a couple people more intoxicated than the rest. One man, one woman, a married couple, drinking, they were starting to get on each others nerves, Jun Myeon watched as their mood escalated to the point where one staggered off into dark. He got up and followed.  He followed until he saw the man lose his balance and stagger into the tree line. He quickly followed. The man laughed at him, sitting on the ground, covered in sand. Jun Myeon said nothing standing over him, an easy catch. He picked the man up, who blinked and before he could say anything, Jun Myeon sunk his teeth into him, covering his mouth with his hand to keep him from screaming too loud. Jun Myeon's eyes rolled up with pleasure. The taste of blood squirting into his mouth, and flowing down his throat was the most heavenly thing ever. It tasted so good, he didn't mind the taste of alcohol, he felt his body perk up. When he felt the man's life draining, he dropped him. He stretched his hands to the sky, he couldn't believe how unbelievably good he felt. He wanted more, every part of ached for more... and just his luck, he heard the man's wife calling to him.  Jun Myeon stepped out of the dark trees, right behind the lady. She stumbled a little, calling her husband's name in that tone that says 'I know you're here, where the fuck are you'. Jun Myeon followed her closely, the scent of her perfume and alcohol mixed was sour and old. He drew so close to her that she felt his breath in her neck, she whirled around, her drunken eyes widen with surprise and shock.  "You son of a bitch, who the fuck are you?!" She said tumbling backwards before landing on her bottom. She gazed up Jun Myeon, frustrated at the fall and his sudden appearance. "I'm sorry… Were you looking for someone?" He asked. He stopped and looked down at her, his hands clasped behind his back. He didn't want to seem like he was going to pounce on her.  At this point, she could scream and people would come running. He looked around, he could see the bon fire blazing high down the beach, he didn't realize how far he was from there. He calculated, that no one would have heard her scream at this distance. He looked back down at her and smiled. "Yes." She huffed getting up off the sand. "I'm looking for an asshole about this tall, fat fucker…"  Jun Myeon pointed into the tree, "I saw man back there, passed out while he was taking a leak. Maybe that's him. Although, he wasn't a fat fucker." He smiled even more. She narrowed her drunk eyes at him and marched past him into the trees. He followed her. "Where are you?" She called, stumbling from time to time, "dammit, damn You! You always ruin everything!" She stopped and looked back but didn't see that guy she had spoken to, he was gone, 'useless men' she mumbled, she thought he would've helped her since he was the one that saw her husband last. 'my husband is just the same' she mumbled again. Her head was starting to clear a bit, and she realized she was lost. It was quiet as she tried to listen for sounds. She couldn't even hear the ocean anymore. He heard a branches breaking behind her, "hello…"  She swallowed the saliva in her mouth that was tinted with alcohol still, her throat went dry, all she could hear was her own heart beating.  "hello….is someone there?" She said quietly. She screamed when she saw something step out from behind a tree. It was a small being as high as her hip. It nearly scared her to death until she realized that it was a little girl. "Oh my God! You scared me! What are you doing out here?!" She screeched.  The little girls face looked frightened.  The woman apologized, and kneeled down, offering her hand to come closer, "I'm sorry little one, you just scared me, I didn't mean to yell at you. Are you, out here by yourself?" The little girl nodded, she rubbed her one eye cutely, and seemed to sob a little, "I'm looking for my dad… " NCJM57: Next Chapter "Bonded" EXO FanFicsFans: @QueenPandaBunny @Indiglow @JaxomB @Jessicalista @ynsamgwlk @MaritessSison @MelissaGarza @Namjoonsbutt @YasminChavez @luna1171 @Matty0204 @SHINee4ever @tinafalcon22
RUN BTS!🏃🏻‍♂️ 2019- Behind The Scenes Photos!😍 Ep.90
Here is episode 90! Click the link below to watch it⤵️ http://www.vlive.tv/video/159094 *credit to the owner of the pics, gif & video* ❤BANGTAN ARMY TEAM❤: @Yugykookie97 @Mochiroon @QueenPandaBunny @MelissaGarza @kpopfan88 ❤ARMY TAGLIST❤: @amandamuska  @blessowmwago @BoyGroupKpop @Bxbybri @CleafeMaeObina @coolwolf13 @dalenalw @echoxsoul  @gabstar143  @Gracebug @HannahC19 @herreraletecia  @HomegirlG  @ifitnessvn @Ilovephases @izzybell1202 @jennyfer1111r1 @JJiBin @jiminiebae @jkenshayla @jungkookieeeee @Just2BLoved @kaylawalker929  @kaylenne956 @krissynormam @kpopfan88 @Kyla05 @MelissaGarza @Mochiroon @Nyxxonn @PANDABTS @QueenPandaBunny @rebeccariley52 @rodrickagardne @Rose2demhaters @samcorsam @simpsonsamantha @Shelbeigh19 @shellyfuentes70 @soobak @Starbell808 @szewwy @Taekookimonster  @Tiffiedannie @wolfyplayzyv @yukigintokie    *let me know if you want to be apart of the ARMY taglist* K-Monsta Squad: @Yugykookie97 @BBxGD @lilbr0wneyes @DefSoul1994 @KpopGaby @MYAlpha @BangtanGirlOT12 Tag List: @cagonzales9696 @MonieManhiM @cherriblossom17 @SimplyAwkward @Btsislife @jaselgalindo @emealia @saraortiz2002 @xsandos17 @VictoriaBossier @TaehyungKey @Sarahdarwish @kpopandkimchi @Emealia @terenailyn @MonAnnahiX @4dalientae @PrettieeEmm @kyokeo @KwonOfAkind @AnimeKpopLover @SugaOnTop  @QueenyCrossGene @MadAndrea @B1A4BTS5ever @zyxzj @Taehyungie @VKookie47 @NuXX @Baekyeol27 @DOislifeExoL @kpopbeat @BulletproofV @PrincessUnicorn @luna1171 @LisetteZapata @herreravanessa9 @MadAndrea @AnimeKpopFreak @amandamuska @RandomName @aliendestina @mrsyookihyun @MaelstromVIP @Foxxyjinxx @Bangtanss @YessicaCardenas @JadeOwens @cns1391 @JJiBin @TheEnlightment @BlueMoon201 @QueenPandaBunny @emberreynemoll @LacyTanner @nyxxonn @SweetDuella @MmIlk @KihyunA @ARMY4Life @SerenaArthurs @Additional18 @jessicaclove  @olive07354  @YungStatin  @nickij @Mochiroon @LiyahBoon @BoyGroupKpop @blessowmwago @Lesha @jkenshayla @Kpoplover2016 *Let me know if you want to be tagged or untagged from the tag list*
Mr. Perfect and Ms. Anomaly +21 Part 2
Hello Fam! Part 2 I could hear someone being slapped as I walked passed Namjoon's door. I stopped dead in my tracks when the head of the cheerleaders squad walked out fixing her skirt. I will admit I had a smirk on my face. "What the fuck are you looking at weird ass bitch?" She blurted I bit down on my lip which was painted with Kat Von D Black lipstick. "It is my house too blonde bitch. Please have some manners." She flicked her blonde hair and rolled her eyes as she stormed off. I could hear Namjoon's low chuckle as he watched her. Then I could feel his eyes on me. "Idk what the hell you are looking at. Did Barbie hurt Mr. Perfect." Namjoon pinned me on the wall. "You could do better without sarcasm. I need a word with you anyways." "Look Namjoon I have shit to do please make this pointless conversation quick." My arms were folded. "You and your friends are being a pain in my ass. You all protesting for funds for that art club could you just cool it for a while?" "No. Is that it cuz I got shit to do and..." "Plus I can't get off to any other bitch due to you and that delicious pussy. You must take responsibility for your actions." I almost chocked on my spit. My eyes widen as I dropped my art supplies on the floor and unfinished protest posters. "Come again?" "Exactly. I'm stressed and only you can make me come." Namjoon slowly walked over to me. He pulled off my black sheer over shirt and began tugging at the black tube top underneath it. "You smell so good y/n." Namjoon whispered in my ear before planting soft kisses on my ears. Suddenly I could feel air attacking my nipples. I cursed myself for not wearing a bra. "Ah I knew you didn't have on a bra. Those titts bouncing as you protested today...I wanted to fuck you then." "Namjoon you need to back off or I will..." "Where is that protest babe at now?" Namjoon grinned and began sucking on my left nipple. He looked up at me drinking up my facial expressions. He moved to the right making sloppy noises and slapping my left. He was right am I allowing this? Why won't a protest. I moaned as he tugged, sucked, and teased me. "Oh your cheerleader whore couldn't please you?" I moaned. Namjoon stopped and looked up at me. "Don't get cocky." He said. "Fine no need to. It's not like you need me anyway. I began picking up my belongings. Namjoon stopped me. He pulled my items out my hand and crashed into my face with those perfect peach lips. We fell on his bed. He ripped my clothes off like an animal and began kissing my other lips. He paused and sniffed me with that perfect nose of his. "You smell so good..." He gasped. He began kissing my inner thigh and teasing my numb with this thumb. I bit my lip. He blew on my sensitive numb then sucked on his thumb while giving me eye contact. He warm eyes now dark. Namjoon began sucking and licking on my numb while sticking his long finger deep inside me. I could feel my ocean rising. He was so good at this too perfect. He curved his fingers hitting my g spot. I screamed in pleasure. "You gonna make me squirt!" "Gush all over me baby." Namjoon moaned. I tried holding back. I didn't want him to control me. But it was so hard and I wanted to come...claim his face...those lips. Finally everything went black and I felt this hot wet explosion. I gushed all over his beautiful tanned peach face. He licked my thighs. I was coming down from my high. "Ride me...I need you baby." Namjoon groaned. I crawled in top of my prey. His needy eyes as he watched me. However I didn't do exactly what he wanted. I wanted to have fun. I licked him from base to tip. He hissed and as ran my tongue all over his tip covered with pre cum. I loved his taste. Namjoon sucked on his lower lip. I looked deep into his eyes as his member slowly disappeared in my mouth. A talent I've been working on. Namjoon eyes widen with shock. I took my time slowly sucking him making teasing sloppy noises and gagging at the right moment. Namjoon eyes shut as he enjoyed his torture. He hissed and cussed. "Y/n you are so fucking good...." His voice low. "Better than that girl you claim?" I said "What girl?" Namjoon said. "Exactly." I hovered above him. "If you want this cake...if you want this you have to surrender to me. That means you cannot fuck anyone else. Kiss...flirt..oral sex...whatever. You belong to me if you want to make demands." I said. "Are you trying to me my girlfriend...I don't know about being in an exclusive..." "Well then Mr. President that's it. Good luck with busting a nut." I attempted to get off him. "Okay. I mean you are cute. I've always had a crush on you but you never gave me the time of day." Namjoon said. "I'm not trying to be your girlfriend. I'm just claiming property. You speak so sweet but you never liked me Namjoon. You always liked the other girls. You don't have to make this romantic." Namjoon rolled his eyes. "Agreed. Ride me." I slipped him inside taking as much as I could. I moved slowly watching his reactions. He pulled me into a kiss and slammed inside me. He muted my moan by pulling me deeper into a kiss. I began riding him faster as our pelvic boned kissed. "Shit you are so tight baby" he said while viewing him going in and out of me. He felt so warm and he filled me perfectly as my body adjusted and allowed him full entrance. Namjoon began sucking my right breast and rubbing my numb as a ride him. "Yes ride that fucking dick baby. Fuck..." He moaned. I moaned loudly. "Who dick is this Kim fucking Namjoon?" "Yours baby...this is yours y/n." He moaned "Who can only make you come?" I moaned. "Baby you...you...shit..." Namjoon moaned loudly. "Come for me...baby.." I looked him directly in his eyes. Namjoon couldn't speak and I admit I was close to falling apart. I could feel my fire explode as Namjoon pulled out and exploded all over the place. I chuckled as I feel on his trembling from my orgasm. He softly laughed and kissed me. "Looks like I've got some cleaning to do. "You are so freaking clumsy boy." I whispered with a smirk. KISS Squad @Babydollbre @QueenyCrossGene @BTSMicDrop Lipglosses @EXOahjummafan @Starbell808 @QueenPandaBunny @divanicola05 @MelindaL @MelissaGarza
If I Told You That I Loved You, Tell Me, What Would You Say? [Yanan Oneshot - Part Two]
Title: If I Told You That I Loved You, Tell Me, What Would You Say? Notes: The oneshot is based off the song 'The Beach' by The Neighbourhood Main Characters: Hwang Haein (OC), Yan An, Yeo Changgu (Yeo One) Other Characters: Chang Seungyeon (CLC), Ko Shinwon Pairings: HaeinxYanan, HaeinxChanggu Genre: Romance, Angst, Comedy Word Count: 11,547 (because Vingle won't allow this big of a card I am splitting this into two parts!) [Part One] Or you can read it all in one place on my AFF Account here. Synopsis: Maybe sometimes you need to take a break from falling in love first, especially with the same type of person over and over again and let yourself fall in love with someone who liked you first. Who knows that person may not even be your type or even on your radar at all. Take a break, let someone approach you instead of you approaching them. -or- Hwang Haein has a habit of falling in love with assholes. Will that ever change? ---- ---- Story Cover: Two weeks later Yanan stood in my room pacing back in forth in front of three different outfits I had chosen to wear to a party tonight. Apparently Changgu was going to be there so I talked Yanan into going with me. "Yanan just choose one already!" I whine, he's spent ten minutes looking at each of them. He huffs, fingers running through his hair, his natural black was starting to show again now that it's been a couple of weeks. "Uh, that one." He points to the black dress on the end. I sigh relieved, it was the most conservative of the three. Though it still came off the shoulders and was a tad bit shorter than I was used to. I grab the dress moving to my bathroom to put it on. I can't help but cringe at how high the dress was cut, so I bend over in the mirror and sure enough my ass is hanging out. Dammit, so no bending over tonight. I do my makeup a little darker than usual since it was a black dress and straighten my hair a little straighter. Once I'm done, I step out into my room, Yanan immediately puts his phone down. "Wow." Is all he says, his mouth wide open. "Is that a good wow? Or?" I laugh towards him moving to grab a jacket. He quickly sits up. "Of course, it is." "Good if you said no, I might've kicked your ass." I stick my tongue out at him. He stands up and scratches at the back of his head. "Do we have to go tonight?" His lower lip pouts out as he whines. "Uh, yeah, I got this dressed up we're definitely going." I move forward nudging his shoulder. At the party I recognize no one, it was at Shinwon's house and from the looks of it no one from our school was invited? A guy who looks way too old to be hanging out with high schoolers lies passed out on the floor at the bottom of the staircase as we pass by him, he jolts awake his hand gripping my ankle causing me to yelp. Yanan quickly moves behind me wrapping his arms around my body, one presses against my belly the other on my hip ushering me away from the obviously drunk man. It doesn't take us long to find Changgu. He was talking with some tan boy I distinctively remember going to our school, he had graduated two years ago, I think. Yanan's arms slip off me as the boy gestures towards us causing Changgu to turn around. He waves goodbye to guy before coming towards us. "Hey guys!" He smiles wide, the smell of alcohol came from him causing my nose to tingle. His eyes barely skim over Yanan before turning to me. "Han Haein," He says, I sigh, he didn't even know my last name. "Is that you?" "It's Hwang not Han." Yanan mumbles, I bite my lip to keep from giggling at his correction. Changgu laughs. "Who cares," His hand reaches out to rest on my waist. "Come with me!" He tugs me forward and away from Yanan's side. I lose sight of him shortly after and to say it was weird was an understatement. I had never been alone with Changgu before. His arm moves to wrap around my waist tugging me into his side. It was weird and felt unnatural, but I let him do it anyways. I needed to get used to it if I truly did like him. Changgu drags me around the party, we go from watching beer pong, to watching that older guy from the bottom of the staircase do a keg stand, to talking to the tan boy again. Little to no conversation happened between the two of us, it was like I was some sort of accessory that he was just using for the night. We finally come to sit down on the couch, him leaning into my side as he does. My eyes trail along all the people here trying to spot Yanan, was he still here? Were people bothering him? I hadn't seen him since we got here. I felt a pair of lips press into my neck causing me to jump. Changgu chuckles into my neck. "Don't be shy, Haein." I squint backing away from him. "I'm not shy." He smirks moving closer to my face which causes me to back up against the couch. He tries to pin me to the couch, but he isn't as smooth as he thinks he is. So, he settle for his eyes darting to my lips to let me know he wanted to kiss me. Only right now I didn't want to kiss him. He clearly wasn't sober, how was I to know if he was doing this because he liked me or if I was just his girl for the night. I'm definitely leaning towards the latter. Yeo Changgu didn't like me so I wouldn't allow him to kiss me until he did, if that ever came to pass that is. I press my palm over his lips to stop him from kissing me. "I should go." Changgu whines backing up. "Don't go, are you tired? You can sleep upstairs, Shinwon has an extra bed we can sleep in." His fingers trailing up my neck to my hair. I lift my hand up lightly smacking his hand away from my hair. "I want to go home." I stand up and begin to walk away but Changgu grabs ahold of my wrist tugging me back to face him, he uses a force that causes my wrist to burn a little bit and to stumble into his chest. "Why don't you stop playing hard to get, huh?" I snort rolling my eyes at his comment. "I'm not, I just want to find Yanan and go home." I quickly stomp on his foot; he lets out a groan releasing my wrist and I leave him behind my eyes searching for Yanan. I find his lanky ass in the kitchen, he's barely standing up, more or less laying across the kitchen counter. I sigh to myself; he was wasted. I too had a couple of drinks so I couldn't drive us home either. "Yanan." I move forward to pull him off the counter. He was asleep, dear god. I pull out my phone pulling up Seungyeon's contact. From: Haein To: Seungyeon Can you do me a huge favor? Can you come pick me and Yanan up at Shinwon's? She doesn't reply right away, I wasn't expecting her to. So I move to sit Yanan up in one of the barstools, letting him lean on my shoulder as I brush what looks to be confetti out of his hair. Dear god, he's such a freaking mess right now. My hands move up to rest on his cheeks. "I have my hands full with you, I swear to god." My phone buzzes on the counter. From: Seungyeon To: Haein The shit I do for you two, I'm leaving in five minutes. I'll text you when I'm there. - We stop at Yanan's first to drop him off, it takes both her and I to get him to the door. He's somewhat awake at this point but has in no way sobered up. His mom answers the door and gasps at seeing him in this state. To say I was a little embarrassed was a lie, he was underaged and the both of us shouldn't have been drinking but here we were. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know he'd get like this. I came back and this is how I found him." I explain to her, she sighs shaking her head. "It's okay, can you girls just take him to his room. Haein you know where it's at." She ushers us in quickly. "I'll go keep his father from seeing him like this." Seungyeon gives up halfway to his bed. I drag him the rest of the way and drop him down, I rest my hands on both side of his chest catching my breath once he's down. His eyes widen and his hands quickly cover his eyes, I glance down and notice my dress has fallen down to where my bra sticks out. I quickly pull it back up into place. Yanan peeks out after a short while and lets out a "phew" sound at seeing it's fixed. He sits up tugging something off his chair moving to wrap it around my shoulders, it was his white jacket, the one he was wearing the day he got sick. I smile down at him, my hand going up to smooth back his blonde hair that was going every which way. "You're a handful." - Seungyeon drives us to her place since if I went home smelling like alcohol my parents would murder me. After I showered, I sat on her bed next to her. "What happened tonight?" Seungyeon says putting her phone down, her fingers meeting to crack her knuckles. "Why was Yanan shit-faced?" "I don't know, I was with Changgu for most of the night, when I found Yanan again he was like that." I pull my wet hair back and tie it up into a bun to keep it out of my face. Seungyeon's eyes lower to my neck. "Did you and Changgu do anything?" My eyes form into slits, my hands dropping from hair. "Why would you think that?" She points to my neck. "You have a hickey on your neck." My eyes widen, my hand slapping to my neck. "I do?" She picks up her phone raising it towards the side of my neck that I knew Changgu had pressed a kiss into, had I zoned out and let him give me a hickey too? Sure enough when she pulls her phone back on the screen was a red mark that was slowly turning a darker red. "Nothing happened like that, he tried to kiss me, but I stopped him." I rub at the mark slightly annoyed that he had left it on me. "He doesn't like me." Seungyeon sits her phone back down and leans to rest her elbows on her knees, her chin resting on one of those hands. "I know I've asked this before but are you sure you really like him?" I pull my legs up to my chest, resting my chin on top of my knees, my arms wrapping around my legs. "I-I don't know, I don't know anymore." "You don't know anything about him. Other than what, that he has a good singing voice and can play the guitar well?" She shakes her head standing up to pace back and forth in front of me. "He's been a complete asshole to Yanan these past few weeks despite them supposedly being friends, he plays with your feelings." I nod my head. "I know-I know." She stops pacing to face me. "What about Yanan?" She gestures at his jacket I still wore, over my pajamas. I lift my head off my knees. "What about him?" Seungyeon scoffs, "How do you feel about him?" She leans forward to press her hands into the mattress like she was interrogating me. I let my legs fall back to the mattress and lean back on my hands. "He's-," I pause, he was my friend. One I have come to not be able to live without clearly. How did I feel about him? I loved him of course, just as much as I loved Seungyeon. In a friend loving way, nothing more, I tell myself. Though even though I tell myself that my stomach still feels like someone's taken their fist and swung it full force into it. "He's just a friend, a really good one. He may even have made it to the best friend level at this point." She sighs falling to her knees resting her face into the comforter. "What if he doesn't feel the same way?" I sit up straight again at her words. "What do you mean?" She groans into the comforter before raising her head to look at me. "He likes you, Haein." I snort which then turns into a full-blown laugh. "No, he doesn't." She stands up and laughs too. "You're delusional. Do you not see the way he looks at you? He's got it bad for you." She hums. "He's in love with you." Yanan doesn't like me, he's not in love with me. He's seen me in some of the worst situations someone can see me in, how could someone like me for me? Nobody ever has before, why would he be any different? He was too nice and Seungyeon was reading too much into it. I stand up grabbing the pillow I planned on sleeping with. "Quit making shit up, Seungyeon. It isn't funny!" I go to turn away, I'd just sleep on the couch tonight since she wanted to utter straight bullshit. "He literally described you as his ideal type, Haein." She claims as I roll my eyes and keep walking. "I sat there and watched him stare at you as he said every part of it too." She finishes once I step out of her room. Once I'm lying down on the couch my hands cling onto the collar of his jacket bringing it to my nose, his scent, cinnamon and whatever food his mom made today. - The following weekend Yanan drags me to another party. I made him promise to not get wasted again since I was sure his mom would murder me if I ever brought her son home looking like he was that night. This time around I don't dress up, I wore black jeans, a light green top, with Yanan's white jacket over it. He doesn't comment on the fact that I haven't returned it to him yet, so I don't comment on how I'm wearing it. Somehow even though I wasn't searching for him I find Changgu. He's downing what looks to be a bottle of soju, he takes one look at me before turning away to talk to the girl beside him. I snort, moving forward to talk to him, I was going to just get it over with. Tell him I liked him, in past tense of course. I was over him, over the chase. He wasn't worth my time. But the girl who I now notice has Han Chaeyoung, the most popular girl at school drags him away before I can get it over with. Why did we even come here tonight? Why do I put myself through this torture? This was not my scene, it wasn't Yanan's either, yet here we both were out of place in a place where we were supposed to be having fun. I turn back around and move to the kitchen getting lost in all the alcohol. When Yanan finds me, the room is already spinning. His arms wrap around me to keep me from falling, he puts me into his car carefully and he drives me to Seungyeon's house, parking in the parking lot to her apartment complex. He gets me out, but I slump back against his car not wanting to go inside yet. I giggle moving my hands up to his black hair, he had recently dyed it back to its natural color. Yanan leans down pressing his hand onto the car to where his face was inches from mine. It almost seemed like he was about to kiss me, but he backs away letting out a groan. "Haein, if I told you that I was in love with you, what would you say?" I giggle to myself, seeing two of him appear before me. "You have no idea how much I love you, all I am is this-this friend to you. But to me you aren't a friend," His voice cracks, my hands reaching out to find him since he had begun to sound upset. I felt him grip onto my hands, but I couldn't really see him that well. "I have liked you since last year, since you fell asleep on my desk. You were so cute, you still are." I felt his hand cup my chin, his thumb rubbing across my cheek. "But then I found out you liked Changgu and I wanted to scream. Why him? Why would you fall for that complete asshole?" His hand guides my hand to what feels like his chest and my vision clears enough to be able to tell that I was right. His heart beats hard against my hand. "It's gotten to the point that my heart is on fire when I'm around you, I can feel it burning, burning holes to spread the ashes throughout my body causing my skin to tingle any time you touch me." He lets my wrist go. "I can't be just friends with you, Hwang Haein, I can't. No matter how much I want to I think I should just give that up that route because I can't be friends with you without being a burden to you." He pulls me into his chest, his arms caging me to his chest. "I can't be the one to hand you over to Changgu, I can't let myself do that. I think from now on you should get close to him on your own without my help." He tucks his head into my neck. "I can't be part of the reason he breaks your heart because I know how he is." Something wet trails down my neck causing me to shiver, the liquid keeps coming and soaks into the fabric of his jacket that I wore. He sniffs pulling away from me, hands cradling my face as he moves to press his lips to my forehead. But I don't feel it because my vision goes completely black. - The next day I wake up in Seungyeon's bed to a horrible hangover, it felt like my heart had moved to my brain and was trying to pulse its way out through my forehead. I groan sitting up, Seungyeon was already up for the day, her side of the bed was empty, but I heard the shower start up inside the bathroom. She comes out noticing I'm up and sighs. "Great you're up, go shower you smell disgusting." I nod and do as I'm told, I take my time in the shower washing the scent of alcohol off my skin. My hand rests on the tiles of the shower tears flowing down my cheeks as Yanan's words from last night replay in my head like a mantra. I rest my other hand on my temples rubbing at them to distract myself. I stay in the shower until the skin of my hands and feet are pruned, the bathroom mirror is fogged up as I get out. My clothes from last night have disappeared and are replaced with some of Seungyeon's. I slip them on and wrap my hair up in the towel before brushing my teeth. I come back into Seungyeon's bedroom and she's sitting on her bed. "I put your clothes in the wash." My eyes catch on Yanan's jacket hanging off the moon chair in the corner of the room. I turn back to Seungyeon. "You were right, Yanan's in love with me." She snorts picking at her a stray string on her comforter. "I wish I could say I didn't tell you so, but I did, so like," She shrugs nonchalantly. "I fucking told you so." "You did." I admit with a nod. "So now what?" She hums sprawling her legs across the bed. "What are you going to do? You like Changgu, not Yanan, he clearly can't be friends with you anymore, he's hurting himself too much by doing that." I bite my lip to keep from crying, my hand raises to my forehead. "I don't like Changgu." "Okay, that was obvious, from my standpoint anyways." She glances down at her nails. "What else?" I lower my head; it was still pounding. "And I-uh-like really need some medicine right now." "Don't have any, you'll have to go to the store." I nod grabbing my purse and Yanan's jacket off the chair slipping it on. It still smelled of him but the smell of alcohol over-powered that, I must've been really bad last night. - At the local pharmacy I rummage down the pain medication aisle looking for either ibuprofen, tylenol, or acetaminophen, whichever I saw first would work. My eyes land on acetaminophen first so I grab it and move to the fridges to grab a water. I stop on the way there whenever I see Changgu, a younger boy from our school was next to him. "Is Yanan not with you guys?" I notice Shinwon a few aisles away. "No, he's been an asshole lately. I can't stand him honestly." Changgu remarks grabbing a liter of soda. "Hey." I come around the corner and his eyes raise to my figure. "Don't call Yanan an asshole." Changgu snorts. "But he is, sweetie. He's a piece of shit, he isn't worth my time." I scoff. "And you, you think you are any better? Ha, you are worse." He rolls his eyes. "Says the girl who's had an obvious crush on me but plays way too hard to get. You don't even like him yourself. You're just using him." I shove him. "Yeah, I liked you, I'll admit it. I have absolutely no idea why I did either? Oh, that's right, it was because I heard you sing, I heard you play the guitar." Changgu squints at my words, obviously having not expected that I heard him. "I thought maybe you were a decent guy, but I was wrong, you're really just a fucking asshole." I turn to grab some water out of the fridge next to him and he stays quiet, his facial expression was shocked, I'm not sure anyone's ever spoken to him this way before. "So, do both Yanan and I a favor and fuck off." As I turn to walk to the cashier, I couldn't help but smile at myself. Maybe sometimes you need to take a break from falling in love first, especially with the same type of person over and over again and let yourself fall in love with someone who liked you first. Who knows that person may not even be your type or even on your radar at all. Take a break, let someone approach you instead of you approaching them. - By the time I make it to Yanan's place the medicine has taken effect and my headache has calmed down. I knock on his door expecting his mom to answer but the door opens to reveal Yanan instead. His eyes dart away from mine as soon as he realizes it's me, they lower over his jacket and then down to the ground. A moment of silence follows, and it goes on until I clear my throat. "I confessed to Changgu." I notice him swallow nervously, his eyes staying lowered, his hand on the doorknob tightens until I can see his knuckles whiten. "I'm happy for you." "I also called him a fucking asshole." I couldn't help the laugh that comes from my mouth. Yanan looks up, eyes wide. "You did?" I proudly nod. "Well yeah, he was calling you names, no one says shit like that about my friends." He slowly nods seeming disappointed at the word friends, but he still cracks a small smile. "Can I come in?" I gesture towards the hall; he glances behind him and bites his lip. Maybe the two of us could be more than friends? "Yeah, sure." He steps inside and I follow him shutting the door behind me. Once he's turned around to head down the hall, I lunge forward wrapping my arms around his waist from behind, pressing my cheek into his back. I felt his muscles tense up at the contact and his heart begin to race next to where my ear was placed. I smile to myself. "You aren't a burden to me because lately I've been feeling that very same burning that you described. You've seen some of my worst moments and yet you still like me despite that." I let out a breath nervously. "I cannot express how that makes me feel. And to be honest it scares me how much I've come to rely on you and how fast it happened too." Yanan slips out of my grasp to face me, a warm wide smile was on his face. "I hope from now on we can burn together." He leans forward eyes closing as his lips press onto mine, the fire inside us burning brighter, hotter, bluer until they meet in the middle and consume each other. - Epilogue: That night we sat at Seungyeon's for a movie night. Both Yanan and I keeping a distant between ourselves since we had yet to tell her that we were dating. Yanan finally nudges me after a while to tell her so I just blurt it out. "We're dating." Seungyeon claps her hands together loudly. "Thank you lord jesus, now can we get on with the movie?" I shake my head at her statement, so typical of her. Yanan laughs at her comment and snuggles against me happily. The main female in the movie turns to the guy who was clearly embarrassed. "What are you afraid I'll find out you're a virgin." I giggle leaning in to whisper in Yanan's ear. "He's just like you." I tease him. He backs up with a gasp, "Yah! You said you didn't hear anything!" I shrug playfully. "I heard everything." Seungyeon groans letting her head fall against the back of the couch. "Okay, Miss kitten panties!" He sasses me back and my eyes widen as he jumps up to run away from me. "Yah!" I stand up to take off after him. "Get back here you twig!" "Someone kill me." Seungyeon groans turning up the volume on the television. ---- A/N: This marks the end! Please let me know what you think in the comments Sorry for any mistakes! This hasn't been proof-read. Also, I’m so sorry Changgu for making you an asshole, this is the second time I’ve done this to him. Boy couldn’t be mean to anyone irl. I hope you enjoy it! - Universe Citzens: @SugakookieV @mitchix5 @Sailynn @EvilGenius @Starbell808 @KpopBeat @ImHayley @Changkyunie @Infinitysky @Yugykookie97 @Just2BLoved @VeronicaArtino @SerenaArthurs @SweetDuella @BoyGroupKpop @MaeLyn @MelissaGarza @QueenyCrossGene @TaylorHill5 If you'd like to be tagged please let us know!
Beating Heart {Yoongi Mini FF}
Hello lovely people. I just wanted to take this time and upload a mini FF that I have been working on for years. I got angry how the original one didn't flow like intende, so it sat in my docs for a later time. I recently lost my writer's block, and this is the completed revamped version. I'm happy-ish with it and just glad it's completed. {Now I can try to finish the others} It is a small Three Chapter fiction. I may choose to expand on it later, but here it is! I hope you enjoy. Title: Beating Heart Genre: Small Romance and Angst. Pairing: Raquel [OC] x Yoongi Plot: Sometimes distance makes the heart grow fonder. Yoongi and Raquel soon learn this, after Raquel tries to leave his life. ⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰ Chp.1 Raquel prepared herself for another day at her school. She glanced at her phone seeing it was time to leave. She grabbed her keys, and locked up her apartment. Every day she would walk to school, admiring the city. She had developed friendships amongst a few of the guys in her classes; Hoseok in particular. He became one of her best friend's over the course of her time at school. When she was new, he was one of the first people to speak with her and show her around. Knowing Hoseok was a blessing, bringing about someone else who was special in her heart. She developed feelings for the jerk Hoseok called his best friend; Min Yoongi. He was cool and supportive to his friends, but he and Raquel clashed. The entire time they were around each other, it was a battle of the wits. They were sarcastic, sometimes driving their mutual friends crazy. It was almost as if Raquel and Yoongi couldn’t breathe right around each other. She felt it was unfortunate that his beautiful face, was prettier than his personality. He was undeniably one of the best looking guys in school. They had their moments of being civil, but it was a rarity. They irked each other’s nerves. It was just frustrating to her how he was cold, and standoffish. "Raquel, here. You left your book in the library. I picked it up for you." Raquel turned around to Hoseok and his friends. He was a gem to be around, turning her bad days into good ones. "Thank you Hoseok, I didn't know I left it behind." "Maybe if you were less ditzy, then you would have picked it up," Suga adjusted the bag on his back giving her his famous grin that she loved and hated all at once. "Suga, don't be rude," Hoseok tried to hush up his friend quickly before Raquel felt offended. "It's okay Hoseok. It's better to be ditzy than a jerk," she shot Yoongi a glare. He was always so cold to her. Raquel never understood why, or what made him mad about her presence. She started walking towards class leaving the others behind. She knew when she wasn't wanted, and this was one of those times. She was labeled as a nerd, but she didn't mind. Reading books and studying was one of her favorite hobbies. Yoongi sat down beside her. She felt like she had upset the heaven’s, as his seat was besides hers. She ignored his presence as she wrote notes down. "You walk fast for someone who's so damn short," he grabbed her notebook off the desk, going through her pages. He wrote something down in the back, but he kept it out of her reach. "Why do you continuously mess with me?" "Me mess with you?" he scooted closer to her, "Raquel, that would imply something." He was even more irritating than before. “Give me my notebook back. I’m not implying anything. I’m just annoyed at how funny you think it is to constantly be a dick towards me.” “Don’t make it so easy then,” he gave her the notebook back as he smirked, pushing her forehead with his hand. One of the girls that had a crush on Yoongi scooted in between the two. It killed her to see Raquel getting his attention. Especially since she was the loner. Raquel never minded, but everyone thought it was sad. Raquel’s phone went off showing her uncle’s number. He only called her when emergencies happened. She walked out of the room answering it. “Hello, what’s wrong?” The voice on the other end of the phone was not her uncle’s. She ran back into class grabbing her stuff, heading towards the door. Yoongi watched her frantic behavior. Something upset her. Raquel grabbed a taxi to the hospital. Her family was waiting for her outside the room where her grandfather was. He wanted to see Raquel one last time. Her grandmother stood by him holding his hand. Raquel kneeled down as she hugged him. “Please take care of your grandmother, she can’t do things on her own. She will need your help. I love you Raq, I always have.” They raised Raquel as their own since she was a baby. Essentially, they were her parents. She kissed her grandfather’s head as he said goodbye. She held her grandmother as they cried. While her grandmother and uncle made the arrangements, she sat in the waiting room feeling numb. She didn't notice Hoseok or the others approach her. “You okay? Yoongi told us you abruptly left class. We went to your uncle's house, but his son brought us here.” “He's gone. My grandfather is gone. I don't know what to do.” They sat down next to her, trying to cheer her up. They noticed her wearing all black. Yoongi, amongst them, hated to see Raquel so down. He always gave her a hard time, but he didn’t like to see her upset. It made him feel some type of way to see her cry. Almost as if a boulder was crushing his chest. People started pouring in showing the family condolences. “I have to get back in there,” Raquel stood up walking towards her grandmother and uncle. Her friends followed behind her. She sat next to her grandmother. The amount of love shown to her family warmed her heart. Raquel needed to figure out her next move. With her grandmother living outside of the city, she would have to make decisions, possibly moving away. After the funeral concluded, Raquel left with her grandmother. A few days had passed with Raquel missing school. She needed to return to school to leave for a few semesters. Yoongi was walking to class when he saw her leave the office. “Raquel, what are you doing?” “Yoongi, it’s good news for you. I’m leaving school. My grandmother needs help so you won’t have to worry about seeing me again, I’m leaving town also.” “You’re leaving school, why?” “With my grandfather gone, I’ll have to take up the chores and her business. So I guess this is goodbye.” He wasn’t too excited like she told him he’d be. Yoongi didn’t want her to leave, that was the opposite of what he actually wanted. She glanced at her phone noticing the time, as Hoseok approached her. “Raqi, you’re leaving?” “Yeah, for a while. I was just telling Yoongi here that he doesn’t have to worry about seeing me anymore. Listen I gotta go, good luck in your studies guys.” She hugged them as she left. Her new fate would take her to her old hometown. Raquel always wanted to live in a big city, it was a good dream while it lasted. Her grandmother needed her though, so the decision wasn’t a hard one to make. She would periodically move her stuff back home, but not now. They got on the road as she stared out the window. She almost forgot how pretty the country was. The car came to a stop in the driveway. It was surreal that this was happening. She hadn’t returned home for a while. With her grandfather gone, she was sad and already missed him. The country was going to be peaceful at least. “Come on baby, let’s get settled.” Raquel helped her grandmother inside the house. She placed their bags down, escorting her to the kitchen. Tea was always her grams go-to for a broken heart. “Raquel, I’m sorry you’re having to take the responsibilities on. Your uncle." “I know gram, he forgot where he came from and thinks the countryside is for bumpkins. It’s okay. I didn’t fit in with anyone there, I was called ditzy a lot. So it’s better I’m here.” Her grandmother placed her hands on top of Raquel's. No matter what, she was always able to count on Raquel. If there was one thing that she did right, it was raising Raquel to be the beautiful, selfless person. She had morals and was thoughtful. That was hard to come by these days. She would see to it that Raquel would be taken care of for her selflessness. “Here have some tea, grams, we both need a good cup,” she poured the tea as they sat in silence. The time came for them to sleep. They had a big day ahead of them, adjusting to Raquel’s new schedule. She walked into her old room as she noticed nothing was moved or changed since she left. This brought a smile. They always respected her privacy, and her space. She climbed in her bed feeling at home. This would be an okay change of pace. Horrible circumstances, but a good start. ⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰ A/N: Here it is. I may roll the story out all in one day, but it depends on what I have to do today. I also will be rewriting my other stories with the other members. Tagging my Normal Readers: @MelissaGarza @QueenPandaBunny
Beating Heart Ch.2 {Yoongi FF}
Here is the second Chapter. ♡ Yoongi has definitely stolen the first spot in BTS. My plot was odd. NGL, I'm horrible sometimes for plots. I changed it. Title: Beating Heart Genre: Small Romance and Angst. Pairing: Raquel [OC] x Yoongi Plot: Raquel never thought her and Yoongi were meant for each other, by the way they bickered back-and-forth. One day, after extenuating circumstances take place, she decides to leave the town behind to start over. She believes that it'll be easier for Yoongi if she exits his life. ⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰ Ch. 2 She woke up to the smell of breakfast. Getting dressed, she made her way to the kitchen. It felt like old times. Raquel helped make it, as they discussed what the day would entail. “Raquel, you don't regret coming home do you?” “Not at all grams. I'll adjust again. What time are we going to the restaurant?” “Momentarily, I want to feed you first.” “Sounds good.” They finished up breakfast as they made their way to the business. It had been a little over a month or more since she came home. She missed everyone already, but her fate was to be back. “Raquel, if your friends want to come visit you, they can. I don't want you to feel secluded.” “It’s okay, I didn’t have many friends. I annoyed more people than anything.” “I'm sure that's not the case.” Raquel smiled thinking about her few friends, Yoongi especially. She never knew she’d miss him this much. She hoped that he’d be at ease since she wasn’t around him. About this time, Yoongi would be sleepily walking around in his apartment. Approaching the restaurant, a few workers were setting up tables. When they walked in, the workers stopped. “This is my granddaughter, she will be joining us.” Everyone gave Raquel a warm welcome, she looked over at the table she carved into when she was a little girl. “You still kept the table?” “Your grandfather always told us that if we got rid of that, he’d get rid of us.” She laughed at the thought of him throwing everyone away for touching the table. Raquel missed the restaurant, spending so many days there when she was younger. It became a second home to her. Every bit of the fragrances hitting her senses, sparked up the many memories she experienced. All the good and bad memories: her first heartbreak, the betrayal and regrets of past friendships that wilted away. The restaurant opened as people shuffled in. Raquel was busy serving the food with the other waitress. They both were knowledgeable and quick on their feet. The rush of customers filled the restaurant. People loved the food, that was no surprise. Her grandmother was passionate about her cooking, it showed in the quality of the food. Raquel finished serving the last table, noticing her uncle and cousin walk in; making her grandmother pause. He didn’t even acknowledge Raquel. She approached the three as he slammed a packet of papers on the table. Her interest was even more piqued. “When are you going to sign mom?” “Never. I have no reason to sell my restaurant. Not then, especially not now. Your dad would be disappointed in your behavior.” “What? You think you can run it by yourself?” “Not by myself, I have Raquel.” Her uncle turned to her, “You expect a child to help you? I know dad dying was hard, but you're becoming delusional.” “I'm not a child,” she stepped closer to the table, “I spent my childhood here, I know the ins and outs of this place. I can help her.” “You’re not even related. You’re just adopted, so you have no say Raquel.” The entire restaurant was silenced by her grandmother’s hand connecting with his face. “You will not talk to her like that. She is more family than you. After you grew up, you forgot simple life morals and ethics. I will not have you disrespect Raquel.” He was above being angry. She never struck him before. It infuriated him that she took Raquel’s side. “It’s okay gram.” “It is not, he will not talk to you like that. Get out and take this contract with you!” She threw the files in his face, pointing at the door. Both guys left defeated as Raquel locked the door behind them. Approaching her grandmother, she sat down. “They want me to get rid of this place. Your grandfather fought him tooth and nail. Son being stubborn, the jerk, he won’t take no for an answer.” “The restaurant isn’t going bankrupt is it?” “Lord no child, we’re set for life. I just am not ready to see it go and turned into something that isn’t beneficial to our small community. With the city being miles away, we offer good food at good prices. People of all walks are welcome here. We also help farmers by buying fresh produce and ingredients. Your uncle doesn’t understand that.” “I hope he will, for your sake Grams.” “Even if he doesn’t, I don’t care. This restaurant will stay open. If you don’t take it, then manager Choi will.” Raquel stood over her grandmother as she calmed her down. The workers were quiet, feeling strange from the conversation. She hadn’t met manager Choi yet, but hoped that he would be kind. Two silhouettes were hanging outside the door. This caught. Raquel’s attention. She figured it was her uncle and cousin trying to start more strife with her grandmother. “You two really have no couth! Didn’t she tell you to leave the first time!” Hoseok and Yoongi grinned at their sharp tonged friend. They missed her. “Hey dodo, who put you in a tizzy?” “Yoo-Yoongi? Hoseok? What are you doing here?” “We miss you, a lot. We wanted to come visit.” “But what about your schooling?” “Did you forget we get breaks every semester?” She was happy inside. Hoseok always knew when she was down or upset. Almost like he had an alarm that went off anytime she needed him. Yoongi, on the other hand, she was unsure why he came. He was the last person she thought she’d see standing in her grandmother’s restaurant. “Come in, sorry about that. My self-righteous relatives just left. I thought you two were them.” “We heard, they pulled up before we did, but we didn’t want to meddle.” “Raque, dear, who are these young men?” “This is Hoseok, and Yoongi. They are friends from my old school.” Her grandmother bowed as they waved, “Please sit, you boys must be hungry coming all this way out here.” They sat at the table while Raquel served them. “How’s Seo-Ah?” Hoseok looked away. Something happened that made him uncomfortable with the mentioning of her name. “They broke up. Seo-Ah wasn’t the girl he thought she was.” “Hoseok,” she placed her hand on his, “I’m sorry to hear that.” “It’s okay. I guess it’s better this way. Plus I can come see you with no backlash.” “Did you get bored with not having anyone to mess with, Yoongi?” “A few different reasons; that being one yes.” She did miss his crass after all. Raquel gave them a tour of the restaurant as her grandmother finished the bookkeeping for the night. “You gentleman can stay with us.” “Thank you for your generous offer ma’am.” The four closed up shop making their way back to Raquel’s new home. There was plenty space for them to stay. Her grandmother didn’t want Raquel to feel alone, so seeing her friends, made her less worried about that. Raquel showed them to their rooms. “Raquel, you’re grandmother’s house is huge for just you two. Why have you lived in a tiny apartment all of this time?” “It's not my money to spend. I want going to have them pay a lot for just me. Anyways, you guys sleep well. You’ve had a long journey here.” She made a detour to her grandfather’s hobby room. Raquel wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't. They spent time together in this room. The memories flooded her mind as she sat in his chair. It was a harsh reality that he would never make another one with her. Raquel curled up crying. She heard the door creak open, as someone appeared with a blanket in hand. He slid between the chair and Raquel, wrapping her up. She couldn't tell who it was by all the tears, but his embrace was warm. He allowed her to cry as he just comforted her; running his hands through her hair. “I know nothing I say will make this better, but I'm here for you. Cry if you need too. That’s why I came.” The guy embraced her all night. His touch was strong, but tender. Warm and protective; even generous. These were the kinds of hugs that you would only receive if you were truly lucky. She had been hugged before, but this was a different force. Not once did she open her eyes, it simply hurt to do so. It was just nice to feel a warm embrace. It was entrancing. ⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰ Tagging my Normal Readers: @MelissaGarza @QueenPandaBunny Just one more Chapter left. ♡ If you would like to be added to the Taglist please let me know. This will be for my other ffs I throw out there as well.
Nocturnal Creature Jun Myeon 55
NCJM55 "AWAKENED" [For future reference: Present Day chapters in Regular type; Past/Memory chapters in BOLD ITALIC; P.O.V - REGULAR ITALIC] Note: Posting as I go... Jun Myeon opened his eyes and saw the stars twinkling high above. 'Dammit' he thought and concentrated to make the stars go away but they didn't. His arms felt stiff, he couldn't move them. He felt the freezing wind blowing across his face. 'Dammit' he thought again. He tried to turn his head but couldn't.  He was awake.  He didn't wake because he wanted to but because his Vampire instincts had been triggered. There were others approaching.  "Shit" he mumbled, or tried to mumble. He tried like hell to move his arms but they were frozen. If it was true, he'd been frozen for five years. He tried to sit up, he tried to move his legs. His mouth barely moved and after a few minutes of trying, he yelled in agony. He didn't want to do it too hard because the thought of shifting his arm suddenly just might break it off completely. He finally got his head to turn from one side to another. Off in the distance, he could see small dots hoping from peak to peak, flying around in circles before moving on to another area to circle.  He finally got an arm to move, and started pushing snow off his body. His other arm came loose, his one leg and then the other. He rolled over and started to crawl away as fast as he could. They were still far away, if he can, he thought he could make it, he could hide.  "I'mmnotttt going bbback…." He stuttered.  Pulling himself along the frozen ground, he could feel his body starting to get it's mobility back. Before he knew it, he was crawling faster and faster and pretty soon was trying to take flight. His first attempt, he crashed and landed on a boulder that broke his arm. His second attempt, he was up and staying up. He looked back and saw someone coming towards him fast.  "JUN MYEON!!! STOP!!!" they yelled. He recognized the voice, "FUCK YOU, YOU BITCH!" He yelled back.  He landed momentarily on a peak, straightened his arm, snapping the broken bones back into place and took off like Superman. Zipping through the air like a bullet, leaving her far behind.  Aria landed on the peak he took off from, watching him disappear once again into the distance. Kyung and Xiumin landed right behind her.  "He's still very angry." Kyung said  "I can see that, D, thanks." She said. Xiumin chimed in, "leave him, he'll come around. Especially if he knows that she is his."  "She wants to see him now. She doesn't want to wait anymore. I'm scared she might fly off on her own to look for him." Aria said, she tightened the silver chain looped on her belt, "If I have to drag his ass back kicking and screaming, then so be it." "She's strong and stubborn little thing, just like her father." Xiumin said, he smirked looking at Kyung, who only smirked in turn. "Can you see where he's heading?" Kyung closed his eyes, "Yes. If we go that way, we should be able to head him off." "D, can you follow him while we go that way. At least then he'll think someone is coming up behind him and he'll keep going in that direction." Aria said and pulled Xiumin in the other direction. "See you on the other side!" Xiumin called out as he and Aria took off. NCJM56: "A Lost Child, Found" EXO FanFicsFans: @QueenPandaBunny @Indiglow @JaxomB @Jessicalista @ynsamgwlk @MaritessSison @MelissaGarza @Namjoonsbutt @YasminChavez @luna1171 @Matty0204 @SHINee4ever @tinafalcon22