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Liar Liar~ Chapter 16

Y/n’s POV
I was dumbfounded as I watched the van roar off in the distance. Don’t cry y/n. You’re not gonna cry.
He had run a motorbike on his way out, probably to stop Jungkook chasing him. That motorbike must have been how Jungkook got here...wait, where the hell did Jungkook get a motorbike from?
I pried myself from Jungkook’s hold, and took my phone out my pocket. It had a flash light on it, so I used it to get my bearings. I quickly checked in case Yoongi had texted. He hadn’t.
As I headed back inside, Jungkook asked “Y/n? Where are you going?”
“His office”, I muttered in response. No matter how hard I tried, I could feel tears stinging my eyes.
“The circuit board connects to a main switch, which is in his office. I’m going to turn the lights back on.”
Jungkook didn’t say anything as I stumbled to the office, I could feel him hovering behind me, barely touching me. The light from my phone was bright enough, but I was blinded by my own tears. Also, I couldn’t keep the beam of light steady- my hands were shaking too much.
When I got there and tried the handle, it wouldn’t budge. Why the fuck did he lock the door? I wondered, suddenly annoyed. An inexplicable anger rose within me, consuming my natural thought processes. I suddenly grabbed the gun he had given me and shot at the handle twice, making Jungkook jump slightly.
I put the gun back in my waist band and kicked the door open, but didn’t go in straight away. I stood at the doorway, taking deep breaths to recollect myself.
That’s the first time I used a gun properly.
It scared me that in my anger, I had used it with no hesitation. Like it was second nature to me.
Just like Jungkook had done when he shot at me. Oh my god y/n, stop. You and him are nothing alike. He shoots people. You shot at a door.
Jungkook could hear my laboured breathing. He placed his hand on the small of my back, and I inwardly flinched at the contact. Every time he did something nice, he would counteract it with something horrid.
“Y/n.”, he spoke softly, and I automatically leaned into him. Wanting comfort. In fact, I was craving it.
“It’s ok. I’m here beautiful”, he murmured. I couldn’t help it. All arguments forgotten, I turned around and wrapped my arms around him, tight. I rested my head on his chest. He hugged me back, enveloping me in his warmth.
A small sob escaped my lips. “Shh. It’s gonna be ok. You’ve been through a lot jagi. It’s ok.”
His voice reminded me of home. Of normality. I gripped him tighter. We stayed like that for a few minutes. Me not letting go, and him consoling me quietly.
Finally, I took a deep, shaky breath and loosened my grip. “Right. Let’s get these lights on.”
The switch was on the far wall. I had realised it had to be Yoongi who had messed around with the lights, because I remembered just staring at that switch when Minah had us at gun point.
Weird what your subconscious memory picks up.
The lights took pretty long to come back., considering the speed of light. I assumed it was because this building was old- there were probably wiring issues.
As the lights flickered on, all I could thing was, now what?
The sudden brightness made my eyes water, and I squinted at the harshness. I quickly blinked away the tears- didn’t want Jungkook to think I was still crying.
I turned around to scan Yoongi’s office, when my eyes landed on Jungkook, still standing near the doorway, and my breath hitched slightly from the sight. He had been running his hands through his hair, and his face was the epitome of concern.
My eyes darted down to his swollen lips- he had been biting them. That was a habit we both had. It’s always how we knew the other person was nervous or worried.
I instinctively started biting mine, as I tore my gaze from his and looked around the room.
He’s left his gang members behind. Yoongi has just done a runner...now what do we do? I could try tracking Yoongi I suppose, but he would catch on after he saw me use the same trick with Jungkook.
The silence was killing me, but I didn’t know what to say. I wanted all the pent up rage and frustration out of my system.
Jungkook’s eyes were trained on me, but I could tell he didn’t know what to make of the situation either.
I bet he thinks this is still some kind of trick, I thought.
I took the gun out and Jungkook was about to react, but I threw it at the opposite wall, hitting a mirror.”GOD DAMN IT!” I yelled. I covered my face with my hands.
Calm down y/n. You don’t know why he left. It could be anything.
Jungkook just stared, his eyes empathetic. I guess in this line of work, people double-crossed him all the time.
I sat down in the huge swivel chair, careful to avoid the shards of the now broken mirror. I had no access to the computer because it had been turned off with the lights- and I didn’t know Yoongi’s password.
Should I call him anyway? I didn’t know.
Jungkook looked down at the floor pointedly. I knew what he was about to ask before he asked it.
“Did he move her body?” Was the first thing he said after the lights had come back.He was referring to Minah of course. He slowly moved over to Yoongi’s sofa, and sat down in pretty much the exact same place Yoongi had sat in before.
I just stared at his position, getting a sense of deja vu, before I snapped out of my trance and nodded. I cleared my throat before speaking. “Yeah, er, he moved her when we got here.” I knew what he was going to say next, so I answered before he could ask. “I don’t know where though.”
He just gave a small nod and leant back. He feels bad for killing her? He regrets it. Written all over his face.
I was just about to ask ‘why’, when he spoke up. “I need her phone. Got some important contacts on the inside that I was gonna get off her.”
I swallowed nervously making his eyes narrow. “Except she doesn’t have it does, she?”
Shit.
“It’s her phone. Who else would have it?” I asked. My voice was steady, but I couldn’t meet his gaze.
I was always a terrible liar.
“Where is it?” I sighed inwardly. “You’re asking the wrong person Jungkook.” I met his eyes this time. “I don’t know.”
This was a partial truth. I knew Yoongi had it- I just didn’t know where he was.
But Jungkook wasn’t going to admit defeat. I sighed again. Two fucking peas in a pod, honestly. We were alike more than I cared to admit.
“You knew her password. And don’t think I bought that crap about her telling you because I know Minah and no fucking way in a million years would she tell anyone her password.”
The way he was slouched on that sofa, his legs spread out, made him look so...inviting. I mentally slapped myself. Focus.
I looked away from him to stare at the reflective shards of the mirror on the floor. I saw a hundred versions of myself staring back. I looked tired, sad, angry. My hair was looking wild- probably from Jungkook pulling at it.
I still stared at my reflection whilst answering. “And what if I did have it Jungkook?”
He leaned forward at my question. I still didn’t look at him. I started smoothing my hair down to make it look semi-decent.
He was probably confused by my actions. He wanted me scared, like every one else I had met today. He wanted me under his thumb. So me acting all casual was probably going to throw him off.
When I glanced at him though, he was smirking. I quickly looked away.
“Well I’d have to punish you for lying to me jagi.” I rolled my eyes. Is he really implying what I think he is?
I have to admit, he looked good, sat there smirking at me. But that was the hormones talking. I had other things to worry about right now.
I know what’ll kill the mood. “Yoongi has it. He must have taken it with him.”
He gave a small laugh. I detected a hint of nervousness. “And why would Yoongi have it?”, the sudden sternness in his voice made me turn my head fully and look at him.
I stood up and stretched before walking over to him, not braking eye contact. I didn’t care about the broken mirror.
I stopped at the gun and picked it up, placing it delicately on Yoongi’s desk. You never know when you might need it y/n- Jin could turn up at any time. He was watching me intently, the whole time, darkly eyeing my every move.
Might as well tell him, not like he can do anything.
“Jungkookie”, I purred, stopping right in front of where he was stood. I had been secretly craving his touch ever since that hug. I was hoping that tone would at least keep him calm.
He was looking at me me, his head tilted slightly, silently urging me to answer his question.
“He wanted to set a trap. He thought all of you were going to come here, but only you did.”
Suddenly Jungkook moved forward and grabbed my upper arm, yanking me down to his level. I was still standing, but bent forward, face to face with him.
His eyes looked at mine searchingly and I stared back not giving him anything. “And how would he do that using her phone?” He spoke quietly.
I stayed calm. Just as I was about to speak, Jungkook let go of my arm, and grabbed my hips. “Jungkook what are you d-”
My question was halted by him lifting me off the ground and placing me firmly in his lap. Now we were face to face without me bending over.
I struggled slightly, my hands pushing at both his shoulders, with no avail. His grip was too firm on my hips. I gave up pretty quickly.
His handsome features had hardened as he waited for my response. “He wanted her dad’s number...”
I didn’t have to finish my sentence, because he understood immediately. The colour visibly drained from his face.
I used this as an opportunity to get up from my awkward position, but Jungkook wasn’t having it. His grip stayed as tight as before, if not tighter. I winced slightly at his fingers digging into me, but didn’t say anything.
“Has he rang yet?”
“I don’t think so”, I spoke quietly, knowing full well he was...well, upset, to say the least.
Jungkook released his grip on one hip and put that hand in my pocket. He took out my phone. “Ring him”, he ordered. “Ring him right now and check.”
My mouth went dry at his request and I nodded silently, biting my lips. When took the phone from him, he put his hand back on my hip, but the grip wasn’t as hard this time.
I rang. Jungkook leaned into me. I could feel his hot breath as he whispered raspily “Speaker phone please.”
Despite my nervousness I shuddered at the feeling. I didn’t know why I felt so nervous. Because Yoongi had done a runner, I supposed.
“Y/n?”, Yoongi answered quickly. Judging by the background noise, he was still in the van.
“Yoongi.” I replied curtly. He didn’t sound pissed off. Just worried.
“You’re gonna have to speak up babe, can’t hear you over the noise.”
At the word ‘babe’, Jungkook’s vice-like grip was back. He was eyeing me hungrily, and I was trying my hardest to ignore him.
“Yoongi”, I repeated a bit louder. “Listen, have you called her dad yet?”
“No, not yet. Only one of those bastards turned up. I want to take them all down at once.” I tensed. Wasn’t Yoongi aware that Jungkook was with me?
Jungkook, on the contrary visibly relaxed.
Yoongi continued. “I’m coming up with a plan y/n, don’t worry. Anyway, how are you calling me? Did you run from him?”
Jungkook tilted his head and furrowed his brows. I knew what he wanted me to ask. “P-plan? What plan? And err- yeah I’m hiding.”
Yoongi paused before replying. “I won’t say anything over the phone. He might be within earshot.”
“Yoongi?”, I had to ask him. It was driving me nuts. “Why did you leave?”
“Jimin needs my help y/n.” That’s when I relaxed too. Of COURSE. Jimin! Why hadn’t I thought of that? “I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s fine, seriously. Tell him I said ‘hi’, I grinned at the notion of seeing Orange again.
By Jungkook’s restlessness, I could tell he was getting bored of the conversation. I ignored him. After all, he’s the one who asked me to call.
“One last thing, then I need to go”, Yoongi said. “That Jungkook hasn’t hurt you has he?” He said Jungkook’s name like it was a disease.
I watched as Jungkook’s eyes darkened at Yoongi’s question. “N-no”, I stammered. If looks could kill...
“Good. He’s a dead man walking already, but if he touches you, I will personally kill him myself. I’ve got to go y/n, I’m almost here. Keep an eye out for my text, ok? And... stay safe.” He ended the call.
I put the phone back in my pocket, and slowly looked towards Jungkook. His expression was unreadable.
“You’re happy he didn’t leave you, aren’t you?” He asked casually.
I reached for his hands, which were still firmly planted on my hips and tried to pry them off me. He’s gonna leave a damn bruise at this rate.
“I don’t really care about that”, I lied. “I called to find out what you asked me to find out. Now please, let go.”
Jungkook tutted.He shifted his body weight to the side, so I toppled onto the sofa, back first. Before I knew it, he was looking down at me, and I was staring right back up at him, forgetting what the word ‘breathe’ meant.
“What have I told you about liars, baby girl?” He breathed. He was supporting his body weight with his arms, so he wasn’t touching me.
Don’t his arms hurt? I wondered. But no, he looked pretty comfortable in his position.
“You told me you don’t like them”, I muttered. My eyes were throwing daggers but he wasn’t taking the hint. I focused on controlling my breathing instead.
I cannot and will not have sex with Jungkook on Yoongi’s sofa.
“And what do I do with people I don’t like?”
I didn’t understand him. I had just told him Yoongi was planning to annihilate his gang and he wanted to have sex? Typical.
But I gave into his intense gaze and answered. “You p-punish them.”
“Hmm”, he hummed approvingly. He lifted one of his hands, so all of his body weight rested on just one hand. With his other hand, he moved the hair out of my face.
Time just slowed down, as we stared at each other. Without giving me any warning, Jungkook roughly kissed me. My heart started racing at the gesture. I finally moved from my paralysed state, putting one hand on his back and one behind his head, pulling him in. A pleasurable moan escaped my lips as he explored every inch with his tongue. He pulled back with my bottom lip between his teeth, leaving me breathless.
“J-jungkook”, I panted. “There’s a time and a pla-”
“The time is now and the place is here”, he cut me off. His raspy voice made me shiver.
He moved down to my neck, biting, sucking. Doing whatever he could to leave his mark. I should have stopped him, but I was too caught up in the moment.. He took off my jumper and shirt with minimum effort, as I felt him go lower and lower. He stopped at my shorts.
“Am I better than him?”, Jungkook suddenly asked.
“W-what?” I was already a breathless mess.
Jungkook’s next words were pure venom.“I asked you,” he slowly repeated, grabbing my thigh, making me gasp. “Am I better than him?”
I propped myself up on my elbows to stare at him. Is he jealous?
It was clear from his face that my silence was displeasing him. I decided to use this to my advantage. I mean, he had been sleeping with someone behind my back since I’d met him, so why not?
Petty, I know.
“Well”, I pretended to think, ignoring Jungkook’s tightening grip on my thigh. “He did make me feel good.” There. I’d admitted me and Yoongi had fucked without a care in the world.
“The way he said my name, and looked me in the eyes as he-”
Jungkook growled. I felt the vibration of his chest on my legs. “Wrong answer, beautiful.”
Any other day I would have melted under his smouldering stare. But he was jealous. Which meant I had the upper hand. Or so I thought.
We both sat up, mirroring each others actions.
I continued to meet his gaze. “Are you going to tell me what the right answer is then?” His expression stayed hard. I could tell he was planning his next move.
I ran my fingers up his chest. His heart was pounding just like mine. But I wasn’t sure whether that was lust or anger.
The way he looked at me, the way he held me- Jungkook was hella possessive, that much was clear.
What I had done with Yoongi was a spur of the moment thing. Jungkook was being a lot more calculating, taking his time with me.
But, he was taking a bit too much time. I sighed and reached for my shirt, knewing that would elicit a reaction from him. He snatched it off me.
“Did I say you could put it back on?” His deep voice resonated with annoyance.
“Since when did you decide what I can and can’t do?” I retorted. Not gonna lie, the whole warehouse, including this office, was freezing. Wearing the shorts was bad enough, but I was shivering now. I hugged myself tightly to show Jungkook that it was bloody cold.
“I was kidding Jungkook. OK? Now give me my shirt back.” This is getting tiring. Why is he so confusing?
I was met with silence. He moved in slightly. “I wanna hear you say it. Let me hear you say it y/n.”
I put a hand on his shoulder. “You’re better than him.” His smile was small, but detectable.
This must be a new feeling for him. Jealousy. Since he had asked me out, I had only ever had eyes for him. No one else. So clearly he didn’t know how to react with Yoongi in the equation.
The most influential woman in the gang world had loved him. So he must find it hard to process that his weak little ‘girlfriend’ had eyed up someone else other than him.
It all just came down to his ego. I was his ‘thing’. The same way Yuri had been Yoongi’s. We weren't girls that guys like them went for. We were just their possessions, inanimate objects they called theirs.
“You’re my first proper relationship y/n. Minah was some one I used to get known. I don’t care that you were part of a mission. I really...care about you. And you go flirting with some prick who doesn't give a shit about you.”
His face was now inches from mine. I could feel the warmth radiating off his clothed body and I moved in closer.
“You were flirting with another man and I’m about to show you why that was a really bad idea.”
Before I could fully register his words, Jungkook was kissing me again, roughly. He was claiming me. And I gave into him.
He slowly moved his hand to my back and unclasped my bra. Jesus Christ, I think I’m gonna freeze.
He was biting and sucking at the newly exposed skin, and he stopped. I looked down to see what he was staring at. Shit. A purple mark? I hadn’t noticed it before. We both knew exactly who had made it.
Jungkook growled before attacking me with his lips again. He was always careful not to hurt me, or be too rough. But today, it looked like he didn’t give a shit.
His hand ran all the way down my body and he pulled down the shorts, before discarding them. I was embarrassingly wet, and could feel my cheeks go red as he eyed me. I closed my eyes and internally cringed when he licked his lips. But at the same time it was a turn on.
I opened my eyes to ask him “Did you get me naked just to look at me?” He chuckled. “Awh does my princess want more? Do you deserve it?”
I took a deep breath. “Jungkook”, I said quietly. The boy I loved was staring back at me, a wild glint in his eye. “I’m sorry baby.”
“I’m y-”, His hand reached into my underwear without warning. “Yours”, I gasped. He started circling the sensitive area, making my eyes close in ecstasy.
His fingers sped up slightly, then he stopped. My eyes snapped open to look at his grinning face. I was breathing heavily, and staring at him in disbelief.
He laughed quietly at my expression and slowly stood up, to take off his own clothes. I stared up at him, biting my lip in apprehension.
“Ohh my god”, he moaned. “Please stop.” I looked confused. “Stop what?”
“Don’t bite your lip like that”, he whispered raspily. My eyes widened at the lust in his voice. Then I smiled. “Or what?”
I proceeded to bite them again and he threw me a dark look, finally ridding himself of all his clothes. He always had a condom in his wallet- I realised now that it was probably to trap the females he had to get rid of. Don’t think about that right now y/n.
He motioned at my underwear and commanded “off.” I listened. No matter how many times I saw Jungkook like this, I was always in awe of his toned stomach, his muscular build. He smirked at me.
“Hands and knees y/n.” I frowned. That wasn’t what we usually did. I slowly complied wondering what on earth had gotten into him. Is this a way to get his anger out or something?
I felt the tip of his length slowly push inside me, making me moan his name. Extremely loudly. “That’s right babe. Tell the whole world who’s you are.” I moaned again as he started thrusting. I was just panting and moaning his name over and over while I heard him groan in appreciation.
“Y/n babe”,he gasped “You feel so good.” I shut my eyes tight at his words.
He pulled all the way out and slammed back into me, and my hands gripped the sofa even tighter in response. “J-jungkook I’m”, I gasped at his rough movements. “I’m close”. He just grunted, which told me he was too.
His arm snaked around my waist to rub me like before. That was enough for my release. Soon after me Jungkook reached his own high. He pulled out and got rid of the condom, before falling on the sofa next to me.
He hugged me tight and I revelled in his touch, murmuring in approval. If I wasn’t so exhausted, I would've cried at his next words.
“I love you.”
Yoongi’s POV
Yoongi parked the van somewhere near where him and y/n had picked it up. He crept out in case Jin and his pets were around. Once he was out he texted Jimin for his location, which turned out to be literally five minutes away.
He jogged there to save him a couple of minutes. “Jimin?!”,he whispered as loud as he could. “Jimin, it’s me Yoongi.”
He heard a small voice to his left. “Over here boss.” He ran towards it, almost falling at the sudden drop. “Careful”, Jimin warned from down below. It was probably around three quarters of a metre deep, and it infuriated Yoong. Those bastards just threw him here?
“Jimin”, Yoongi breathed a sigh of relief when his eyes adjusted and he saw the orange haired boy sitting there, grinning weakly.
“Did you see anyone on the way here?” He was referring to Jin’s lot. “No. Looks empty.” Yoongi replied.
“Now, can you get up?” Yoongi jumped in the shallow ditch and crouched down. “I’ll be able to once you get the bullet out.”
“Fuck’s sake Jimin”, Yoongi muttered. But he did it anyway.
He watched as Jimin put his shirt in his mouth. The boy took it out again to explain. “I screamed when I took the first one out. Lucky no one heard me.”
Yoongi just nodded and moved behind him. “Right...where is it? Oh yes, I see it. Ready? One..Two..Three!” He pullet at the small metal currently residing in his back. Thankfully it came out first try. Jungkook had probably hit him at an awkward angle for it to be wedged in like it was.
Jimin’s groan was muffled by his shirt. Yoongi winced at the noise.
The first thing he asked on recovery was “Where’s y/n?”
“She’s...she’s in the warehouse with Jungkook.” Jimin tensed at this. “Yoongi”he said. Yoongi internally frowned. Jimin usually called him ‘boss’ to his face. “You left her with the man who tried to kill her?”
“Yeah. But she’s smart.” Jimin sighed in exasperation. “And he’s a trained killer!”
“Jimin it’s ok. The lights have been switched off from the mains and she’s in hiding.” Jimin relaxed slightly at this, but still looked unhappy.
Yoongi observed him carefully. I’m starting to think he has feelings for her.
Since Yoongi had known him, there was only one time he had loved someone. And she ended up dead. He knew Jimin would never go against him, but it was certainly a problem if he did like her.
Yoongi couldn’t never admit to...whatever he felt for y/n. The rules were for everybody, including him.
“We have two options. The van’s a five minute walk away. Now, we can wait for those fuckers to take it and go to the warehouse. I’ll call Minah’s father and tell him they killed her. I’ll text y/n to get out of there and he can take care of them. But we’ll have to steal a car from somewhere. Or Option two. We get back in the van, go to the warehouse. Kill Jungkook, get y/n. Run.”
“Option two means the rest of them get away.”
“No”, Yoongi gave a small smile. “Y/n’s figured out a way to track them all. We would need their numbers though, which are probably all on Jungkook’s phone.”
As Jimin was thinking, he put a hand out to Yoongi. “Help me up Boss.”
When they were both on their feet. Jimin scratched his head. “Option 2.”
Yoongi nodded. “Let’s go get ourselves a car”, he smiled.
As Yoongi helped his friend out of the ditch he remembered something. “Oh yeah. Jimin?” Jimin looked up at him, face scrunched up in pain as Yoongi tried to haul him out. “I buried Namjoon.”
Jimin just nodded and whispered. “Thanks boss.”
The moment the two of them got out, they heard the distinctive roar of the now familiar engine. Jimin was panting from the exertion. “Looks like we didn’t have to wait long”, he noted.
Yoongi took Minah’s phone out. “Time to give Mr Big Man a ring.”
Jimin just grinned in response.
Jimin’s POV
Jimin wasn’t happy. He wasn’t happy that y/n was in the warehouse. He wasn’t happy that that psycho Jungkook was there with her. He wasn’t happy that he could clearly see it on Yoongi’s face that he had fallen for her.
Yoongi had never loved anyone since they’d met. He saw women as objects of pleasure- more so that Jimin himself. Jimin remembered his and Namjoon’s reactions when they found out he was with Yuri. Shocked wasn’t even the word.
But then when Jimin saw how he was treating her he was almost relieved. He wasn’t in love. She was just another object. Another thing.
But Jimin didn’t think that with y/n. She was young, intelligent, different. Not like the dumb women he had to deal with. It was usually those women who were hell bent on impressing gangs by spying or seducing that met their fate via Jimin’s hands. Kinda like Yuri with Jungkook.
But Jimin had a really strong gut feeling that Yoongi felt the same way. Of course he could never talk to boss about it. If he was wrong and Yoongi didn’t actually care about her, y/n could end up hurt.
Just like his girl did. Jimin shuddered at the involuntary image of him shooting his girlfriend came to mind. He could see, he could understand, why Jungkook did what he did today. But he couldn’t let y/n’s life end. Just like that.He just couldn’t.
Jimin was getting sidetracked so he zoned back into the conversation, surprisingly having picked up everything Yoongi said.
“Option two means the rest of them get away.” I don’t want them to get away.
“No”, Yoongi gave a small smile. “Y/n’s figured out a way to track them all. We would need their numbers though, which are probably all on Jungkook’s phone.”
Jimin smiled to himself. Of COURSE she had.
As Jimin was thinking, he put a hand out to Yoongi. “Help me up Boss.”
He paused for a bit before deciding. “Option 2.”
Yoongi nodded, like he knew Jimin would pick that one.. “Let’s go get ourselves a car”, he smiled.
As Yoongi helped Jimin up, he spoke.“Oh yeah. Jimin?” Jimin looked up at him, unable to verbally respond due to the excruciating pain in his back.. “I buried Namjoon.”
Jimin just nodded and whispered. “Thanks boss.”
He no longer was imagining Joon struggling, thrashing about in the water. Instead, he was now lying on his back, floating peacefully. Rest in peace Namjoon.
A small film of sweat coated Jimin’s forehead. He wasn’t out of breath from the physical exercise. The back pain was just a bitch to tolerate. Jimin smiled through his exhaustion as he heard the engine.. “Looks like we didn’t have to wait long”.
Yoongi took Minah’s phone out. “Time to give Mr Big Man a ring.”
Let’s take these fuckers down.
Jin’s POV
They had walked around in circles for what seemed like forever. And Jin had cursed Jungkook under his breath the whole time.
The stupid boy had shot a man ( Hoseok and Taehyung dealt with the body) and made off with his car or bike or whatever the fuck he was driving.
And he had left them there. Jin knew he had gone after that wretched girl.
“Boss!”, Taehyung suddenly bellowed."Look!”
Jin looked at where he was pointing. The van. His eyes narrowed at the sight, even though his two colleagues were beaming.
Why would they come back? Maybe it’s Jungkook...
But Jin was sceptical. As Taehyung leapt off ahead, Jin called “Be careful.”
Hoseok, who was still walking beside him, asked in a low voice “You think it’s a trap.”
Jin nodded. But as he watched Taehyung get to it and check the front and back, he realised it was empty. For whatever reason, those idiots had bought it back and left it there.
Taehyung looked at him, his eyes glinting. He opened his mouth but Jin knew what he was going to ask. “I’ll drive”, he said firmly, watching his face drop.
No bloody way are you driving in the dark Taehyung.
Hoseok just laughed at the younger boy’s face. “C’mon Taehyung, get in.” He turned to Jin. “You know where he is?”
Jin just said one word as he got into the driver’s seat. “Warehouse.”
Y/n’s POV
We were on that sofa hugging each other when I started feeling drowsy- the sound of Jungkook’s heartbeat was lulling me to sleep. I wanted this moment to go on for ever. Me and Jungkook never did spend enough time together- he always had one ‘errand’ or another.
The distant sound of an engine made both of us jump to our feet. Yoongi was back? Shit.
I looked around wide eyed for my clothes and hurriedly threw them one- Jungkook followed suit.
“Please. Stay away from him”, I pleaded. “If he’s come back then he’s come to kill you.”
Jungkook scoffed. “He can try.” As I put on my shorts, as my phone tumbled out my pocket. I mentally cursed. As if Namjoon hadn’t damaged the screen already.
I ignored all the texts from Uni friends asking where I had been all day, and clicked straight on Yoongi’s unread message. I felt sick at the message.
From Yoongi: Get out of there ASAP! Jin’s on his way. I’ve rang her dad. Text me when you’re safe.
“Shit.” He had sent that twenty minutes ago. Oh no. Oh no.
“Jungkook it’s not Yoongi. It’s-”
A loud bang made us jump. I grabbed the pistol I’d placed on Yoongi’s desk and motioned for Jungkook to stay quiet.
“Jungkookie”, a voice sang out, making my blood freeze. “Come out, come out wherever you are!”
Jungkook whispered under his breath. “Jin.”
The look on his face was clear. I knew because I was thinking exactly the same thing.
Uh oh...
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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 Junmyeon's hands were all over you, he moved like a man that had been starved for days, weeks even and was finally getting to eat. His lips were at your neck, his teeth nibbled into your skin. You two crashed through the front door, stripping of wet clothing as you made it to the bedroom. You stood in shower and Junmyeon turned the water on while kissing you, turning it to hot. You two collided like two armys at war. He kissed you hard, leaving love marks along your neckline. He nipped at your nipples, his fingers curled up inside of you not wasting a second of exploration. You wrapped your legs around him as he held you up in the shower. "You love me?" He said through heavy pants. "Yes." You moaned. "Tell me." "I love you....I love you." He crashed into you, sliding you down so that he could move inside of you easier. Your bodies writhed together creating a storm; he loved being able to be as rough as he could without losing his balance. Fever rose between you two, steam filled the bathroom fogging up the glass and mirror. The warmth of him inside you mixed with the warmth of the water raining down on you. You scratched at his back moaning so loud it echoed in the room. It turned him on more, it kept him moving and stirring you up from the inside until you could feel him throbbing so much he ended up exploding. Feeling him release inside you left you sighing and basking in the haziness of your climax. You two washed up and got out of the shower but Junmyeon wasn't done. Even after you had stepped out into the bedroom with a white towel wrapped around you, Junmyeon came up from behind and kissed your exposed flesh. His lips were soft and sent a tingle down your spine as he kissed your shoulders. His hand snaked around you, reaching up to grab your chin and tilt your head so he could get a better look at your neck. His tongue glided up the space up to your ear. Soft moans escaped your soft lips as Junmyeon said in your ear again, "I love you." Neither one of you could get enough of hearing it. If there was a better way to say it, if there was a way to describe it you two would've done it, expressed love in every way, shape and form. You turned to look at Junmyeon and dropped your towel on the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. He moaned into your mouth and led you to the bed. His weight over took your body, he held you down and ravished your breast with his tongue and hands. He outlined every curve of your body with his tongue until he came to your heat. His thumbs pressed into your thighs while the tip of his tongue entered you, and wiggled against your walls. Your back arched and warm moans circled the room. A whirlwind of emotions swept through the room. Every lick, moan and giggle mixed with passion, desire and love. Junmyeon kissed himself up your body until he could capture your lips once again. All that mattered was you and him, your bodies corrupting each other, your fingers laced with each other, playing with together. The pads of his fingers felt smooth like silk running down the curves of your body. He was inside you again, moving with precise hip thrusts to send you in a lustful frenzy. You made love like you were at war wanting the other surrender to you. Your bodies came together in an amazing clash, a true force to reckon with; he went deeper, gaining a better angle for a more satisfying strokes. He was long and deep, he knew your body now, just what spots to hit, what buttons to press. Beads of sweat formed on his skin, his body lowered to yours, his weight over taking your body while he rode against you. His arm hooked under your leg lifting it. He moved like he no longer knew what the word gentle meant. It was all about passion and heat. He chased the rush inside you, the pressure against your walls building up feeling like a dam ready to burst. For the first time, your bodies both reached a climax so powerful it was like a cataclysmic event. Heavy pants to catch your breath filled the darkness of the room. Your fingers locked with his as he dropped down to the bed beside you. You basked in the afterglow. The feeling of being closer to him than ever before washed over you. A smile crept up on your face, this feeling of being connected to someone was almost ethereal. You rolled to your side to touch his chest, your finger drew shapes just on his upper shoulder. He turned to look at you and kissed your forehead. "I love you." He whispered. You giggled, your finger came to his bottom lip gently drawing along it like you could've traced the words from his lips. "I love you too." You two kissed in the silence, the relaxing patter of rain outside your window did nothing to coax you two to sleep. It wasn't long before you two were making out again, bodies connecting again, heat rising, sweat dripping, moans colliding in the air. Round after round until the sun was ready to rise... You took the time to visit your father two days later while he was being held in prison. He was required to take his medication now so he was calmer than he was before. He was like the father you remembered when your family was still together. He was sitting on the other side of the glass and you both picked up the phones to speak to each other. "Hello Y/N." He said. He spoke with caution, as though he didn't know if you would be kind to him or not. He looked regretful in the eyes. As you looked back at him, you felt like the father you once knew was returning. "Has your lawyer spoken to you yet?" You asked. He looked like he expected a slight coldness from you. "He said that you agreed to drop the charges if I went to court mandated therapy and continued with my medication." "Are you going to do it?" He sighed, you wanted him to agree to it. You wanted your father back, you didn't want to lose him. The truth of it all was that he attacked you and even if you hadn't provoked him he probably still would've attacked you. He may not have tried to kill you though. The look on his face told you that he didn't want to do it which annoyed you because you were giving him a chance to fix this. You were always giving him another chance, you probably shouldn't have but you did for the sake of him being your family. "Look I'd really rather not have to press charges against you for attacking and nearly killing me. Not to mention I was in a coma for three days. You don't deserve this option but I'm giving it to you." "Why are you? After everything I've done to you. How I've ruined your life, I've hurt you in more than one way so why give me the option of getting out of paying penance?" He asked. "No, you're not getting away with it. You'll have community service, you'll be paroled and you'll have to speak to a therapist. These are things that you have to do to avoid prison so you're still paying for your assault." "But it's not what you want." "How do you know what I want," you snapped at him. The guard asked you to calm yourself or he would have to escort you out. You took in a deep breath and looked back at your father. "All my life it's always been about what you want. Hell I'm getting a degree in business management because you refused to allow me to be a teacher. I had to be something far more sophisticated. You've never once asked me what I want." "Then what do you want Y/N?" "I want a life. I want normal, loving parents that care about me. I want my family back." He shook his head, "We're too broken." "Not so broken that we can't fix it. Look, you and mom are never getting back together I know that. I've never even considered that as an option when I was growing up but we have a chance right here and now to fix this. I can't do this by myself." He looked away, his guilt was painted all over is face. "Papa please." You begged. Your pleading was innocent and child like. His eyes shined with the first sign of a tear. You could see hurt in him just as much as he could see it in you. There was silence between you two for a while, you had no idea what he was going to say. It felt like time had stopped and the room had gotten colder than before. "How can you still see me as your father? After everything I've done to hurt you." "Because you're all that I've got-- Despite the abuse, you tried. You have an illness and you may not be able to cure it but you can maintain it." "Even after I've projected all my hatred of your mother towards you?" "Do you hate me papa?" You asked. The question silenced you two again but this time left you sick as you waited for the answer. You wished Junmyeon was with you but it wouldn't have changed how you felt. It might've lessened the blow though. "All I see is your mother. I don't think I'll ever be able to properly love you the way I once did." Your heart sank deeply. You felt more alone now than before. You really wished Junmyeon was there to hold your hand. All you could do was nod at your father and bite your lip to keep tears from falling. The same routine, keep your feelings in, control them so he couldn't see how much he hurt you. You looked up at him and said, "Then just take the deal Inho." "Why?" "You can get better and then you can move on. You don't want me in your life, you hate me that much then fine. Just tell me one thing, all those times you begged me to not leave, to not go away because you couldn't lose me too- did you never mean it?" "I meant it." You weren't sure you could believe him. 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She was a dangerous woman that knew how to use her sexuality to get what she wanted, and when it wasn't her sex appeal it was her father's money. What's more is that she was smart and conniving so she rarely ever had a trail lead back to what she had done. There was a rumor floating around Uni that she had cheated on the entrance examen but no one could prove it, not even the school board. It was possible her family connections paid those people off so they didn't even look. The whole thing was corrupt and so was she but at the time they started hooking up, Junmyeon didn't care. Sleeping with Seohyun was fun, she was wild and adventurous. He enjoyed that she turned him on, that she knew how to touch him and get him to come hard. He ended up letting himself get roped into calling her his girlfriend and then he fell in love with Y/N. To Seohyun, Y/N wasn't supposed to be competition for her. She was just a girl, Seohyun didn't think Y/N's looks compared to her own. In a way, they didn't. Y/N was a different kind of beautiful to Junmyeon. She wasn't some lustful looking vixen that looked like she could seduce the world, she was girly and gentle but she had that magical look to her because of her large doe eyes. Every time he thought about her eyes he could feel his heart skip, he could get lost in her eyes alone. That's what he hated the most about her when they were at odds, that her eyes were alluring. If she had liked him from the beginning, if she had paid attention to him instead of giving him the cold shoulder, he wasn't sure that wouldn't have led him to eventually breaking her heart. Now that he had her heart, he was determined now more than anything to make sure he didn't lose her. Junmyeon let out a harsh sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. He stared at the pictures on his phone debating in his mind if he should show Y/N what Seohyun was trying to blackmail him with or if he should handle it on his own. He couldn't explain the pictures and he had no idea what he was supposed to do. Minseok said, "Don't go meet her." "You think she won't terrorize Y/N with these pictures? She saw us talking to each other at the cafe and she purposely mentioned we were dating to hurt Y/N. She purposely showed up at the house and staged it to look like we slept together so that Y/N would think we had-" "I believe she staged those photos as well. Think about it, there's no possible way she could've known that Y/N was going to walk in on you two together in such a compromising position. It's possible that while you were passed out she took those pictures so that she could blackmail you later." Minseok said. "I wish I knew what she wanted. It's not like she was in love with me." "No but when you broke up with her for Y/N she considered that as her losing and she doesn't like to lose. Hurting Y/N will mean she wins, which is why you shouldn't go. One way or the other, she'll find a reason to show her those pictures and she'll break her heart." "So you don't want me to show her?" Minseok smiled and shrugged, "That's up to you, however, I can handle Seohyun for you." "How's that?" Minseok tilted his head to the front door as if telling Junmyeon to follow him. They got into a cab and Minseok gave the driver Seohyun's address. He started texting someone while they were in the car. "Why are we going to her place?" He asked. "You'll see." The ride was longer than normal. Seohyun lived in a very nice neighborhood. Her family was important which explained why she was so spoiled. He could only imagine what it would be like to live with a family like hers. His grandparents were his only family left and they were gentle people that always looked out for him but they also taught him right from wrong. It seemed like Seohyun's family had paved a way for her to step on people and let her believe that as long as she didn't get caught she could own the world. She lived her life as though she were better than others and it was only those that were smart enough and strong enough that would survive and remain on top. All those weaker beings were beneath her and she had no problem stepping on them. Minseok's confidence as he led Junmyeon to Seohyun's front door made Junmyeon slightly nervous. He felt like Minseok had turned into some sort of mafia boss. While they were friends, he knew that he was doing all of this more for Y/N's sake than his own. When it came to her, Minseok got scary serious. Heechul was right, he loved her; it was pretty obvious. He was the closest thing to real family that Y/N had, it made sense why she always went to him for help. Someone came to the door only a minute or two after Minseok rang the door bell. The butler led them through the foyer to a large office and then left them alone to wait for someone to come in. Someone that Minseok said was expecting them. Minseok made himself comfortable in a chair in front of the desk and looked at Junmyeon. "Don't be surprised by anything that's said here today and more importantly don't say anything unless you're spoken to." Minseok said. Junmyeon looked at him curiously but nodded to show he understood. He had no idea what was about to happen though. He was starting to think Minseok was more dangerous than Seohyun. Several minutes passed when the office door opened up and in walked a grown man perhaps in his fifties in a dark suit with an all black tie. His hair was slicked back and there was a slight scar on the right corner of his lip. His eyes were small and dark, almost black and the creases on his face made his serious face look more grave than it needed to be. Junmyeon suddenly wondered if Minseok was in the mafia or some kind of gang just by how tense the air had gotten when he came into the room. "Mr. Kim, what is it that I can do for you?" The man said. This man must've been Seohyun's father. Junmyeon had never met him but Minseok apparently had. Junmyeon looked over at Minseok who wore a serious business like face that made Junmyeon nervous. There was no way Y/N knew about this side of Minseok. He wanted to know exactly what was going on but avoided asking any questions. "Mr. Song you know I hate using my connections to get what I want don't you?" Minseok stated. "I do, which is why I'm curious to find you here now." "It seems your daughter finds it appropriate to try and break my best friend's heart by staging photos with Junmyeon here. These photos she intends to use as blackmail which I find deeply unsettling. Especially if she's going to use them as a weapon to hurt someone I deeply care about. " "I have no sway over what my daughter does, I can assure you." "You may not control her but you can do something for me. You see, I don't like it when people hurt the ones I love and just recently she's gone through some very- traumatic experiences. If your daughter is intent on destroying her then I'll have no choice but to destroy you and I'm sure you're aware that I have the means to do so." Song swallowed, Junmyeon was impressed by how cold Minseok's voice became. He could make a man, that looked like he commanded a gang's moves like a game of chess, nervous. Minseok had never shown this side of himself before. He could only imagine what would happen to him if he hurt Y/N. Even if he didn't intend to do it, he was worried about what may happen. "I need you to get rid of those photos. Crush her phone if you have to, go through her computer drives make sure she has no way of sending those photos to my best friend. Or your company is going to experience a very difficult time." Minseok's threat was cool and collected. Song nodded with nothing else to say and Junmyeon and Minseok left the large home. Junmyeon stayed quiet until they were in an uber and headed back to their flat. "Okay, so are you going to tell me what that was back there?" He asked. Minseok chuckled, "That was influence. My father and Seohyun's father work together, that's why I warned you against hooking up with her. Song is into shady stuff and my father knows it. He uses me to collect that kind of information to make sure that the people he goes into business with are legit or if they'll be a risk factor. My dad bailed Song out of a large financial jam just by buying his company, or buying into it. They share stocks but my father has the majority so in the end all I need to do it expose Song's dirty dealings and my father will drop him from the company. No one wants to be publicly associated with a criminal after all." "Okay, so your dad is rich?" Minseok laughed, "Yeah pretty much. When me and Y/N were kids, our father's worked together until my dad started his own company. Over the years, he made moves to become even more powerful in the business world. When my parents divorced, my dad wanted to take me with him to train me but I begged him to let me stay close to Y/N. They didn't know I knew about her abuse even though I wanted to tell them. Y/n begged me not to say anything, she didn't want to be taken away from her father. I think I regret that most, perhaps I was being selfish too because I didn't want her to be taken away from me.... but me and my dad kept in touch. He was always a good guy." "Wow. So wait does Y/N know any of this?" "Nope, no one does. We keep it as secret as we possibly can so that I can do my job but live some what of a normal life near Y/N. Song will handle Seohyun but I'm serious about her Junmyeon, stay away from her." Junmyeon nodded. He was silent for a moment before he stopped and said, "If you have this kind of influence though and you're so protective of Y/N, why did you let Heechul get away with hitting her?" "I didn't. The night I found out I showed up at his place and we fought. I threatened him that if he ever put his hands on her again he'd never see the light of day. He said it was an accident, a reflex because she had slapped him first and he did regret doing it. I would've told him to stay away from her but I know Y/N. Anyone that hurts her, she erases them from her life, she learned that from her father. " "That's what I'm afraid of." Junmyeon sighed. "At least you truly love her. Heechul was only curious about her, that's why I never liked them together." "You don't think he liked her?" "He liked her but it wasn't the healthy kind of affection she needed. You already know that Y/N has that kind of gravity about her, people get pulled towards her, sometimes it's people she doesn't need in her life. Heechul being one of them. They're not compatible." "Are we?" Junmyeon felt they were but he asked Minseok because he was worried he felt the same about them. He loved Y/N, she loved him too but he wondered if that was enough. Was he capable of making her happy the way she wanted to be? He wondered what she was looking for. What was in her head? Would life lead them down two different paths? Would they end up like their mothers, being broken apart only to come back together and have an affair? "You two understand each other and that's important. You two love each other. I can't catch Y/N every time she falls, I'm just there to catch her when the fall is dangerous enough to destroy her. Now that she's finally done with her father and she's with you, I think she'll finally be happy. Truly happy and I think that's all she's ever wanted. So don't go breaking her heart." "Or you'll break my fingers?" Junmyeon smiled. Minseok laughed but Junmyeon partly wondered if that was his way of affirming what he said. Minseok was definitely scarier now that Junmyeon knew he had influence as well. Money gave anyone power, as long as they had enough of it and they were smart with it. Minseok was no moron. Junmyeon and Minseok walked into their flat together while Junmyeon went to text Y/N. That was stopped when he heard Minseok say, "Hey Y/N. What's going on?" "Nothing much. Jongin stop cheating you bastard!" She yelled. Junmyeon walked in to see her playing jump force with Jongin. She was laughing and having fun. He could only smile, he was thrilled to see her enjoying herself. After everything that had gone on recently, she deserved to be happy. He took a seat next to her and kissed her cheek. Minseok sat in the chair closest to the TV. Everyone screamed and roared as the fights when on. Y/N won the last round but in the end Jongin had bested her. She stuck her tongue out at him and Jongin laughed. Minseok asked for the controller and Y/N passed it on giving Junmyeon and Y/N a moment to enjoy each other's presence. She looked up at him, her eyes wide like she was trying to hypnotize him. He touched his nose to hers making her laugh. "How was you day today?" He asked. "A trial- but I'll live. After all I have you," she pecked his lips and looked to the guys, "and them." "Dare I say it? We're almost- family?" He joked. "Exactly. My Oppas. Minseok, Wookie, Siwon and Jongin and you... my boyfriend." He raised an eyebrow at her and grinned, "Oh I get a title too." Her smile went softer as if to say she was more serious. She gazed into his eyes softly though and said, "If you want it." Junmyeon smiled, "It would be an honor." He kissed her forehead. She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest. Although they were both happy, he sensed something in the air around her. Like she was hurting, he wondered what she did today or who she spoke to and more importantly he hoped that their happiness would last..... Boss Squad: @royalpandajedi @Fromblue2u @Queenpandabunny @marrickej33 @BBxGD @Starbell808 @MelissaGarza @liyahboon Fans: @elishafisher @JaxomB @EXOahjummafan @StefaniTre @Yugykookie97 @dalenalw KISS Squad @BabydollBre, @QueenyCrossGene, and @BTSMicDrop Lip glosses @EXOahjummafan @Starbell808 @QueenPandaBunny @divanicola05 @MelindaL @MelissaGarza
Trauma Ch.13
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 You and Junmyeon walked out of your communications class excited about the grade you received. You were also notified that you two got the highest grade in the class. The professor said, he found that you two could work well with each other and provided a good amount of information and a strong argument in both your written paper and your presentation. You felt like you were walking on a cloud you were so happy. You were laughing with Junmyeon as you stepped out of class and said, "I can't wait to show pa-" you stopped yourself. Whenever you got a really good grade you were excited to show it to your father. You could hear him in your head telling you how great of a daughter you were and that you were only going to make him proud so long as you kept up that effort. No matter how often the bad moments, there were good ones with your father and you were happiest when you felt he was proud of you. Still, your father's last words to you came to your mind as you thought about the fact that he couldn't separate you from your mother in his mind. In truth, he didn't love you enough. That hurt you to the core and you did everything you could to ignore that pain and shield yourself from it. Junmyeon was able to pick up on something being wrong with you. Minseok confirmed it as well when he asked you if you were alright some times. They had a more compassionate concern for you than just checking to make sure you were doing well. You thought you were hiding it well enough but with that recent slip up, Junmyeon had caught you red handed in how you were feeling. He stopped you by grabbing your hand and getting you to turn and face him. "What's going on inside that head of yours?" He asked. "Nothing." Junmyeon had a grin like his old sarcastic remarks were going to come back but he didn't say anything. He hugged you instead and asked you if you regretted seeing your father while he was being held. As far as you were aware, he finally took your offer but he kept away from you. It was for the best but deep down you never truly wanted to push your father out of your life. In the end, it was him who pushed himself out. You couldn't make excuses for him anymore. "So much has happened in such a short amount of time. From dating you, to finding out where my mother had been all this time and my father trying to kill me and going to jail then telling me he doesn't love me. So much to ruin my life has happened, sometimes I just- I just wish it was the way it used to be." You confessed. "I get it, it's hard to accept what you father said to you. Still, you can move on with your life without worrying about being abused. Isn't that a good thing?" "It is." Your eyes shifted to a corner of the room. That was enough to make Junmyeon ask if you were sure about what you said. You didn't know how to explain how you felt especially after you had already declared that they were your family, the guys and Junmyeon. You loved Junmyeon so much, even as you looked at him again you couldn't help but smile. Someone actually understood your pain, he understood you. He loved you, for once someone had chosen you. "I've just lived so long thinking my father chose me. I always believed he loved me so to hear him say what he said- it was like hearing my mother confess that she chose her own pain over me.... It feels like some strong force is pushing their weight down on my heart, like its trying to test how much pain I can take. I guess deep down I'm always wondering if this blissful happiness is going to be taken away." "Is that why you were so hesitant on telling me how you felt?" You nodded. "I was afraid that if I admitted how I felt about you than you would break my heart. I just felt like it was inevitable and I didn't think I could take anymore of that kind of pain. It feels like I'm one step away from breaking sometimes." He kissed you gently, swiping your lips up in a divine caress. His hand sweetly lifting your chin so he could get a better angle. You felt his smile on your lips and your own smile grew. When he pulled away, you looked him in the eyes with a brilliant smile. He chuckled and cupped your face with both his hands. "You're too cute." He revelled. You laughed, "Thank you!" "I love you. If you break, I'll put you back together but before that happens I'm going to do everything in my power to keep you from falling apart. If I fail to protect you, you at least know Minseok has your back." You laughed, "That's true." "I just want you to know, even if your parents didn't chose you. I love you. I chose you." Your grin grew even larger and you placed your hands on his chest playfully. "I know and I'm so happy you did!" He laughed and you two walked down the hallway together before you had to split up. Junmyeon had work after class and you wanted to study for an up coming test for your late night class. You were on your way to the library when Seohyun saw you and stepped up to you. She looked like she detested you even more now than she did before. She didn't seem like the type that was so in love with Junmyeon to begin with. To you, she was more like a woman that wanted to make a conquest and couldn't stand her efforts being thwarted. You had tried not to think about the night Junmyeon got drunk. You didn't want to drive yourself crazy with the possibility of what may have happened. Besides, Junmyeon said so himself that he chose you. He loved you so there was nothing Seohyun could say or do that would break you two up...you hoped. "Look at the little princess, walking around as if she were blessing the commoners with her presence." She mocked. "You're the only one in all of Uni that believes any of that Seohyun." "Are you sure about that? Minseok seems to believe you're so innocent," she reached out to flick a piece of your hair like it was a nasty bug, " you're nothing but a leech." "I think between the two of us you're the real blood sucker." She gave you a nasty grin but she clearly didn't like the fact that you weren't very moved by her insults. She hated you more than you thought possible for any one person to hate a human being. You wondered if this really had anything to do with Junmyeon. It couldn't be just because he chose her could it? Seohyun walked up closer to her, her long legs gave her a slight height advantage over you and perhaps she got close in hopes of intimidating you but you dealt with your father who was far more scary when he was having a manic episode. Compared to him, Seohyun was the littlest fish in the pond. She turned her nose up to you and spoke down at you as she said, "You remind me of the story of the fox king. You know how he tricked the tiger into walking behind him and making all the other animals scared. The tiger believed the fox was really King but I was all a farce," she leaned closer to you and said, "But he was just a lying little weakling. You think just because you've got a crew behind you that you're untouchable but I'll show you who the real royal is here. Get ready to watch your little happy kingdom fall apart princess." She had this large evil grin like she just knew this threat would get to you. You looked her straight in the eyes and said, "Okay." You walked past her but stopped and turned to her after a few steps, "By the way, if I really am the fox and you're the tiger in that analogy, doesn't that mean I'm still smarter than you?" You chuckled when you saw her eye twitch and her hands ball into fists. You made your way to the library to study and after you took your test in class later on that evening you stopped by starbucks to get a coffee. You sat down in the store so you could catch up on some news on your phone. You had actually texted Junmyeon to see if he wanted to come over to your place later on that night when he got off of work. While you were waiting for an answer and immersed in news stories, someone had seen you in the store and walked over to your table. "Mind if I join you?" A woman's voice came from the front of the table. You looked up from your phone in shock, "Seol?" She gave a weak smile but she looked better now than she did when you and Junmyeon met her again. "Can I have a seat?" She asked. You sighed, "Well it's public seating I don't see why not." She pulled out the chair in front of you and she sat down. You two stared at each other in awkwardness. You were wondering what she was doing here. Her hair was up in a ponytail except for a few strands in the front that framed her face. She wore a lavender turtleneck sweater and a tan velvet pencil skirt. She looked girlish even though her face showed signs of aging. She pulled the loose strand behind her ear and chuckled nervously, "I should've taken better care of myself, maybe I'd look better than this." You stayed silent, you didn't really know what to say. Your phone buzzed on the table letting you know that you had recieved a text message, probably from Junmyeon. You stayed staring at her. "Aren't you going to answer that?" She asked. "It's a text message, the message will still be there." She nodded but looked disappointed in your demeanor towards her. Your heart hurt sitting in front her like this. You never wanted to be on opposite ends of your mother. You wanted her to love you and hug you. As a child, you always imagined what it would be like if she came back home, you hoped that she would embrace you and tell you that she had to go away for some crazy important reason. Since you were a child, you might've accepted any feeble reason as to why she disappeared. You were still having problems with accepting the real reason why she left you and your father. "Let me first apologize. Everything I did to you and your father wasn't just unfair it was selfish. You were right, I had a responsibility as your mother despite losing Haejin. I should've at least chosen you and I didn't. I regret every moment I spent away from you especially to find out what your father did to you while I was gone." She said. "Well it's great that you know and understand that but what are you doing here?" "I want a chance. You said that as long as I didn't recognize my mistakes that we would never be a family again-" "So what you just think showing up in Seoul and apologizing is going to make everything better?" "No." "I still can't wrap my head around the reason you left. " "I know Y/N please just hear me out." She begged. You calmed yourself with a soft sigh and leaned back in your chair to look at her. You two really did look alike she was just older, more worn and you wondered if holding on to your own bitterness would result in you looking the same. Where you really staring at the reflection of your future self or could everything change? Your father wanted nothing to do with you anymore but your mother wanted to repair the broken bridge. Your heart was reluctant, it was scared of extending the olive branch. At anytime, your whole world could fall down. Seohyun didn't even have to lift a finger, all she'd have to do was wait and watch....Or.... you could give your mother a chance. The chance you had always hoped for and let her work her way back in. "Fine." You said. "I don't know what I have to do for you to let me back into your life but I want to try. Not because you guilt tripped me or to clear my conscious but because you are my daughter. I want you to have family." "I do have family. Minseok and Jongin, Eunha, Junmyeon and my other friends. They're my family." "They're not your blood." "Yeah well that wasn't enough last time was it?" You snapped her. You sighed to calm down again. You were trying but you were angry. She hung her head, she knew you were pissed and she knew you had every right to be. She was at least trying though. You were trying to reason in your head to give her a chance but you were scared. When you were intent on finding her to get answers for why she left, there was a small slither of hope that her excuse would be good enough so that you two could work on building a relationship. She was the only blood relative that you had left. "I brought this for you." She said. She pulled out a small locket in the shape of a seashell. It was gold and well kept but you remembered it from when you were a kid. That one time you accompanied Haejin and your mother out on the town. You couldn't remember how you got it but you remembered your mom showing you how to put the pictures inside the locket. She had placed it on the table and you reached out to grab it. You opened it to see your baby picture on one side and your mother on the other side. You were supposed to have matching lockets but your father threw yours away. "You took this with you when you left?" You asked. "I did." "But you said that taking me would remind you of everything you left. Why would you take this with you?" "Because despite everything- I did love you very much and while taking you with me would've been a reminder of the life I was trying to leave behind- you were still my daughter. It was my only way of keeping a piece of you without placing you in the middle of a war with your father and me." She said. You looked up at her trying not to cry. You felt like her taking the locket with her meant something. She still left you but she didn't completely forsake you as her daughter. The necklace meant there was hope, at least to you, there was something that could be built. "I- I need some time but-," Your phone buzzed and you were about to ignore it when you realized it was a phone call instead of a text this time. The number wasn't familiar. You usually didn't answer unknown numbers but it had caught your attention anyway. You picked it up to answer it and said, "Hello?" "Ms. Jeon?" "This is her?" "This is officer Yong with Seoul City police department, we need you to come down to the station as soon as possible." He said "The police station? Why?" "I believe the matter is something that should be discussed in person. Please get here immediately." "Al-alright. I'm on my way." You hung up the phone and stood up. You gathered your things but your mother stood up with you worried. "Is everything alright?" "I'm not sure. They want me down at the police station." You said. "I'll go with you." You didn't even refuse. You hurried to the police station by cab with your mother. You met Officer Yong who led you down to the morgue and asked you to identify a body for them just as a formality. He told you that their parole officer went to go see Inho at his home for their first meeting. He never showed up to the meeting so they made a house call but when they got in the house they found him dead. You didn't believe your father would do such a thing. There was no way your father would kill himself but when you got down to the morgue to confirm the body you broke down in heavy tears. You tried to run over to the table he laid on. "No! Papa!" You screamed. Your mother grabbed a hold of you. Officer Yong tried to have the coroner cover the body. He tried to help your mother take you back to the main hall. You dropped to your knees in tears. Your body was shaking, "How- did this happen?" You cried. "There were cuts to his wrist but we haven't found a suicide note." The officer said. "My ex husband was bipolar, he experienced manic episodes it's possible he didn't take his medication." You shook your head, "That doesn't make sense. Papa had manic episodes before, some where he was depressed but he never hurt himself." "I don't mean to speak out of turn but wasn't he recently charged with aggravated assault against you?" Officer Yong said "So you're saying he aggravated assaulted himself?" You shot back. Your mother patted your back and offered you another tissue before she looked back at the officer. He sighed and asked you if you knew of anyone that might want to hurt him but you didn't know of anyone your father knew outside of work. His coworkers preferred to keep away from him because of his attitude. It was looking like suicide was the only real option but it peaked the police's curiosity that he didn't leave a note. "Not everyone leaves a note to be quite honest and it's up to the coroner to determine whether or not the wounds on him were truly self inflicted." "Why did you call me here? If you already considered it to be suicide why bring me here to see that?" You cried. Officer Yong looked away with shameful eyes and your mother picked up on it. "Was my daughter a suspect?" She asked. You looked at her confused for a moment and then saw her stand up to ask Officer Yong the question again. You looked at the officer not even realizing that might've been a possibility. Officer Yong sighed and said, "I told you it was just a formality. We have to check." "Check to see if I staged my own father's suicide?" "You're the only one we could pin point that had a motive. After all, he assaulted you and had you in the hospital in a coma for three days." "He's still my father! I was the one to offer him the deal so he didn't go to jail. I dropped the charges for him. I never wanted him to die." You said. You couldn't get any angrier, you were only hurt. Officer Yong apologized but he had to ask you for an alibi. Thankfully you were with the boys around the time of death so anyone of them could've confirmed your whereabouts. While you were lucky enough to have someone confirm where you were, you were also angry. Why would your father suddenly take his life? It couldn't have been because he believed he didn't have anyone else. He had purposely kicked you out of his life. Why did he do this? You went home without your mother and crawled into bed. You tried to make yourself disappear into the sheets. You wanted to stay there and never leave. There was a knock on the door that you had ignored until you heard Junmyeon's voice from the other side. You didn't feel like moving to open it up for him though. You just texted him where the spare key was. You heard Lady meowing at him as he entered your bedroom. "Y/n? What's going on? Are you playing a game?" He asked. You felt the bed sink from his weight and he pulled the covers from off your head. You couldn't even look at him but he could tell from your look something was wrong. "What's wrong? Don't tell me your father came back to harrass you?" "My father's dead." You said weakly. "What?" "He killed himself." Junmyeon looked at you shocked and quite disturbed as well. A single tear floated from one eye and across the bridge of your nose. Junmyeon let out a pained sound. He sank down so he could see your face, "I'm sorry." He said. "I'm not meant to be happy am I?" "Why say that?" "Anytime I feel like I'm top of the world...something happens that has me crashing down. I don't want this anymore." "Want what exactly? " You heart panged so hard it felt like someone took a hammer to it. You felt like someone had crushed your spirit and was stealing your life force from you. You felt like you couldn't breathe. "I don't want this pain." "Then give it to me. Give me everything you have, I'll do what ever I can to take it away." You tried not to cry but the tears came down even more. Junmyeon wrapped his arms around you and you moved so close to him you could've sank into his body. You shook your head, "Everyone wants to protect me but it doesn't work. Seohyun might be right, I am just a weakling. I'm sick of all this trauma in my life." "Seohyun is a sadistic bitch that is only interested in hurting people for her own sake. She's wrong about you, there's nothing weak about you." Junmyeon argued. You stared into space as you laid there. Junmyeon wanted to help you, you knew he did but you weren't sure he could. Seohyun was right, your happiness was crashing down around you..... "Wait a minute." You blinked. You sat up as you thought about what Seohyun said to you at Uni. Was that a coincidence or was she telling you exactly what she had done? "That bitch." You whispered. "What? What did you just realize?" Junmyeon asked. You threw the covers off of you and jumped out of bed. You got your shoes back on and stormed out of the house. You asked him for Seohyun's address. He was hesitant on giving it to you but you were determined to get it from him no matter what. He could tell you were angry. He gave you the address and you took a cab all the way to her place. The butler answered the door when you two got there and you burst into the house walking right past him looking for Seohyun. "Song Seohyun get your ass down here and face me right now!" You yelled in the foyer. Junmyeon came to your side, "Y/N what's going on, what are we doing here?" Seohyun came downstairs, hair brushed over her shoulder wearing a red dress with a slit up the side and her shoulders exposed. She looked like she was ready to enjoy either a nice evening with a date or go to the club to choose her next victim. That smug smile on her face made you furious. Your hands balled into fists and as she descended to your level you said, "You did it didn't you? You're the reason my father killed himself." She chuckled, "Oh that poor fool went and did that to himself? He's as weak as you, maybe even more so. All because your mother had an affair with a woman." She chuckled even as your nails dug into your palms. Adrenaline pumped through you and red flashed past your eyes. Her smile needed to be erased. You felt a dangerous kind of anger towards her. The kind of anger that made a person kill. You tried to hold it back. Junmyeon grabbed your shoulder trying to calm you. "You're sick. You did all of this for what?" you seethed "Well I wouldn't have found it necessary if your little friend didn't have all my pictures erased. I told you I was going to take down your little kingdom princess. You're nothing. You think you're a smart little fox because you have Minseok behind you? Without any of them- you're just a pathetic little girl who's mommy didn't love her enough to stay." There was nothing holding you back anymore. You snapped and punched her across her jaw. She hit the floor with a hard thud, her hand went to her face and tears stung her eyes. She tried to exercise her jaw to release the pain. The butler threatened to call the police and you were close to telling him to do so. "What do you know about ANY of this! How could you even know about that affair?" You growled. She looked up at you with piercing hate in her eyes. She tried to grin again but it proved to be a little too painful for her. Her eyes shifted from you to Junmyeon as she said, "How do you think?" You looked back at Junmyeon in a painful shock. Junmyeon looked from Seohyun to you. He looked just as shocked as you. "You told her?" You asked. "The night he got drunk to be exact." She added salt in the wound. You turned back to her and snapped, "You say one more word and I swear to you the next punch I land will break your jaw." "You need to leave." The butler said. "No don't let her go, call the cops instead." She said standing up. You were about to hit her again and the butler was about to go make the call when a voice at the top of the stairs said, "There's no need." Everyone looked up and an older man descended the stairs. Seohyun called out to him, her father it seemed. He was cold towards her while she was trying to get comfort from him. He was staring you in the eyes, one hand in his pocket and the scar on the right corner of his lip made him look even more shady than you were sure he already was. "My daughter's actions towards you will be thoroughly punished I assure you. You've done enough in my home however, I'll have to ask you to leave." He said. "But Appa-" "You will not say another word!" He yelled at her, she jumped, startled that her father spoke to her so aggressively, "You've done enough damage already. Now please-- show yourselves out." Mr. Song turned away from you and grabbed Seohyun by the back of her neck practically dragging her into another room. It briefly reminded you of how your father would sometimes reprimand you. Junmyeon stepped up and touched your shoulder begging you to leave, you swatted his hand away, "DON'T you touch me." You stalked out of the Song home, Junmyeon following behind you pleading with you to listen to him. You were hurt, the one person you loved betrayed you. You had a slight hope that your father might one day see you as his daughter again but that possibility had been erased by the carelessness of Junmyeon's drunken lips and Seohyun's vindictive heart. Your mother wanted to form a relationship with you and even if that was something worth looking forward to, no matter how many times you tried to grab onto happiness it always seemed like your life was hitting you hard with blunt force trauma... Boss Squad: @royalpandajedi @Fromblue2u @Queenpandabunny @marrickej33 @BBxGD @Starbell808 @MelissaGarza @liyahboon Fans: @elishafisher @JaxomB @EXOahjummafan @StefaniTre @Yugykookie97 @dalenalw KISS Squad @BabydollBre, @QueenyCrossGene, and @BTSMicDrop Lip glosses @EXOahjummafan @Starbell808 @QueenPandaBunny @divanicola05 @MelindaL @MelissaGarza
The Bachelor (Charity) Event!
So once a month I will be hosting a Bachelor type of event and here's how it'll go. Which guy do you want? Once a month I will bring to you six different choices of either Korean Hip Hop, K- pop idol's or Korean actors. Based off of their "date plan" you guys will get to choose who advances to the next round. Rose Ceremony Our Rose ceremony is basically in the comments. Everyone will place the name of the bachelor they'd "give a rose" to in the comments. The least amount of votes is the Bachelor that gets kicked off. Who wins? Here's how the game works, you all will work to eliminate every Bachelor until there is only one remaining. But here's the charity part: Each bachelor has a secret number attached to them between the number of 1-75$. What ever Bachelor wins their secret number will be the amount I donate to a charity for the month. Ready to Play? No one will know what's being donated until the final bachelor wins (including me). All you guys have to worry about is casting a vote and wait to see how much goes to charity. As time goes by, the number range may go up but for now it's just 1-75$. So if you want to play, make sure to follow me and I have a Bachelor Collection available for you to follow as well. Bring on the Man candy! Boss Squad: @royalpandajedi @Fromblue2u @Queenpandabunny @marrickej33 @BBxGD @Starbell808 @MelissaGarza @liyahboon Fans: @elishafisher @JaxomB @EXOahjummafan @StefaniTre @Yugykookie97 @dalenalw KISS Squad @BabydollBre, @QueenyCrossGene, and @BTSMicDrop Lip glosses @EXOahjummafan @Starbell808 @QueenPandaBunny @divanicola05 @MelindaL @MelissaGarza
I Fall
Requested by @BTSMicDrop Kai x Reader It was our third date. He was shy and sexy and...heavens above, why wouldn't he hold my hand. Kai was polite, he opened doors, he pulled chairs out. The man brings flowers and he won't even hold my hand. Was there some issue with me? Was I being friendzoned and he just didn't want to tell me? WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME? "You're cute when you space out." His voice is velvet and brings me back. "I'm sorry." I right myself, clearing my throat ",Dinner was lovely, thank you." I've made this awkward. "Should we get you home? I remember you said you had work in the morning and I don't want to keep you to late." Before I can answer, a crack of thunder rattles the building. "We should definitely get home." Within minutes we're walking to the car but never make it in time as the skys open and the rain falls. We're drenched by the time we both curl into the seats of his car and the heater is blasting. "Sorry about that. Should've just called a car instead. The rain didnt ruin your dress did it?" So polite. "No, it didn't." The car is driving and the rain is heavy, so heavy. The lines on the roadway seem to disappear. The car slides just slightly before Kai corrects it. "I need to pull over. We can wait this out until it's lightened up." We're stuck on the side of the road in a tsunami. What a way to end a date or was it just hanging out? Was he so worried to get me home so he could end this little charade of dating? Then... I remember the moment. It was slow motion and yet so fast. He moved, leaning in, his hands reaching for me. My hand reaching for him. I watched the water drip from his hair, a reminder of the sudden downpour that struck us as we went to the car. I watched the windows inch with fog with the atmosphere change. I watched as my fingers splayed out across his chest as he leaned closer. His heart beat fast, he paused for half a second. I should say no. I should stop this before it starts. I should stop before.... I. Fall. The world crashes, the rain booms on the car and my hand fists in his shirt. His hands meets my cheeks and pull me in. Our eyes close and suddenly we are a mixer of lips and tongues and teeth. . . . . @kpopandkimchi @StarishaRichard @KaeliShearer @jenjenkhreim @naydelinrm @MichelleIbarra @jader @StephaniePoore @H8rt4u @Dabaesaplayer @jojojordy2324 @CreeTheOtaku @Ercurrent @Kpossible4250 @Alyessiazavala @BrendaValdez @Zyxzj @VKookie47 @VivianYang @Caky @sarahdarwish @KeziahWright @staceyholley @reyestiny93 @unnieARMkeY @KellyOConnor @TracyLynnn @JessicaFigueroa @BrookeStam @Starbell808 @SusiBosshammer @jjg97 @MayraCastro @QueenyCrossGene @VeronicaArtino @GreciaFlores @Maddie27 @CheyenneJessee @shellyfuentes70 @CheyanneLindsey @JasminMartinez @FannyWard @mitchix5 @ItatiSanchez @Defy24601 @OliviaZenger @lilbr0wneyes @ChelseaJay @ShinoYuki @AraceliJimenez @KarlythePanda66 @JaeneashaJones @rcuero @mjenifferjm9 @Ilikepancakes @BtsIsLife @aleciaLOVES @Kyokeo @MorleeCorielus @ESwee @krin @azura4495
BTS From Nobodies To Legends!🙌🏻💜😭
Hello ARMY!🤗 I came across this video on YouTube! I thought I would share it with you all! 💜 ❤️ 💜 https://youtu.be/SrI4AvkABm4 Not gonna lie towards the end I started to tear up. BTS started as nobody. They didn’t have a lot of fans. Not a lot of people knew them! But look at them now! They are selling out stadiums with over 70,000 fans attending!🙌🏻🔥 They are dominating the world! They have accomplished so much! And I am proud to call myself an ARMY!💜 I will always be here cheering them on no matter what!💜 *credit to the owner of the gif, video & pic* ❤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*
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
Trauma Ch.11
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