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Lockwood Mansion
Jackson walks around the Lockwood mansion to catch his friend, he sees him walk towards the office with Jeremy gilbert, since when did they become friends, he follows them. when he hears the shuffling inside along with Tyler raised voice he rushes inside the room, his eyes widen seeing Tyler pushing Jeremy against the wall.
Jackson speeds towards them “Dude don’t kill him.” he holds back Tyler, the latter look at his friend with suspicion.
“You know too, how did you do that?” Tyler tries to break from Jackson hold, but he can’t even though he knows jackson is strong not this strong.
Jeremy looks at both of them “You are a werewolf too.” He says looking at Jackson.
“No, I am leprechaun. Get out of here.” Jackson snaps, he pulls Tyler away from Jeremy walking towards the window.
“Why are you here? And is it true.” Jackson sighs hearing hint of anger on Tyler’s voice, he had left the latter hanging ever since he was turned then full of cut the male out of his circle, though it was mend to protect his friend from harm, since he was learning more about his werewolf side with derek and scott. But he is not that soft to have a heart-on-heart conversation about it especially not when Jeremy lingers looking at them, jackson speed back to the gilbert boy.
“How did you know about all this?” jackson look down at Jeremy’s chest “And don’t bother to lie. I will know.”
Jeremy slightly startles at that, even having almost live with stefan and damon the superhuman enchantments of them leaves him unsettled. Behind them Tyler’s eyes widen with new found amazement at his friend’s ability.
“My uncle john left this old diary lying around. It was written by a crazy gilbert ancestor who wrote about this that runs in his family.” Jeremy confesses honestly.
Tyler walks closer to them now visibly less intended to kill Jeremy “A curse about what?”
“Werewolves. It’s crazy, right? but then, matt was attacked by a wolf under a full moon and your uncle had just gotten back to town. It was too weird. Is it true? Or was that you?” Jeremy glance towards Jackson with raised eyebrow Jackson scoff at the implication.
“Please. I’m not running around like that. Besides…” Jackson stop himself he had seen how you and stiles even derek seem to have dislike towards elena and the vampire who knows maybe Jeremy is here because of them. “That’s not me.” He states firmly meeting Jeremy’s apprehensive look head on.
“About my uncle? Yeah.” Tyler who still in disbelief state.
“But You…. you’re not?”
“No, he’s not.” jackson jumps in defensive of his friend, Tyler glance at his friend before nodding.
“Jackson is right, no. I mean not yet. Just saying that out loud, I sound insane.”
It just tip of the ice burg jackson thinks.
“I don’t think so but then again, I always did believe in the crazy stuff.” They both look at Jackson.
“According to my uncle, you have to trigger the curse, somebody has to die at my hands, like murder or an accident. I basically have to cause death and then boom: next full moon. I’m howling on all fours.”
Tyler glance at Jackson who now leaning on the table with a pensive look on his face, realizing that he came rushing because he thought he might kill Jeremy and trigger the curse, million questions swirling in his head but he had feeling Jackson won’t fully talk with Jeremy here.
“Is that why he came back? To tell you all this?”
He turns to Jeremy a scoff leaving his mouth “yeah, right. he had to tell me. I caught him. he is not here for me.” He takes a crystal stone from his pocket and holds it up. “He’s here for this.”
“A crystal?” Tyler rolls his eyes at jackson.
“It’s a moonstone. I looked it up online. It’s natural rock but there supposed to have all sorts of supernatural legends attached to them.” Tyler reveals.
“Why didn’t you give it to him.”
“Because he wants it and Tyler is dick, that way.” Jackson answers for Jeremey though Tyler doesn’t seem upset by his words only grinning at his words.
“That and also because I don’t trust the guy so I’m not just gonna hand it to him.”
Two girls Aimee and Sarah burst in.
“Found you!” Sarah exclaims loudly.
“Hey, you guys are missing all the drinking.”
Sarah eyes glance at the three males with mischievous look on her face “Oh I’m sorry. Were you guys having a moment? And you jackson we thought your party days are long behind.”
“Nope, just taking a reset.” Jackson says walking towards the door “I need a drink.” He takes his phone out his phone he sends a text to stiles asking about the moonstone. He shivers slightly when he realizes he’s being mature and responsible. He pours himself a drink taking it few sips only to hear sound of bang dropping the drink he goes towards the stairs.
Sarah is laying on the floor laughing, Jackson’s face twisted into confusion “You pushed me down the stairs.” She says pointing at Tyler.
“Look he didn’t mean it okey? You got her?” Jeremy says, Sarah gets up and leave with Aimee.
Jackson lay his hand on Tyler’s shoulder “You’re coming with me.” Tyler snaps out his daze, nodding numbly he follows Jackson.
Jackson and Tyler are in Jackson’s Porche “Did you mean to hurt her?” jackson hurts.
“No, but hoped she was dead so I could become like you and mason.” Tyler voice was eerily calm and true.
“At a cost of another person’s life?” Jackson exhales his knuckles are white as his grip on the wheel tighten before he relaxes. “Being werewolf isn’t that easy, and that without your fucked up curse.”
Tyler turns to him “What you do mean?”
“I didn’t kill anyone to turns; I was turned by an alpha. but it was hell something was wrong with my turns, I did things that I still regret something beyond my control, I even died before my werewolf side saved me.” Jackson’s voice was heavy with guilt and shame as his eyes refusing to meet his friend.
“It was addicting to have superstrength and speed, but I have hurt my friends along the way and innocent people.” he turns to Tyler “your wish can become a nightmare before you can blink, trust me I know.”
“Who turned you then?”
“I can’t tell you, oh my god. I wasn’t supposed to talk to you even.” Jackson groan already picturing derek’s wrath at least with you now here he won’t throw much fist. But hey he found about a supposed magic stone.
The Mall
The rest of your day was spent with Lydia and Allison to shop with their dress of the masquerade ball at the Lockwood Mansion, it was nice to catch up with the girls, though peter is always lurking with meant derek is also there and stiles was constant beside you, blushing whenever lydia try on any dress looking very much like love sick fool, which was adorable and embarrassing for you.
“Tell me why aren’t you coming.” Allison question again, though the answer the same each time.
“Doesn’t feel like it.”
Lydia put a dark red dress on you not giving a single care at the tired look you gave here “This would be good on you. besides the mask can hide you.”
“I don’t need a mask to hide me.”
She gives blinding smile at that “Then it solved, and I will have hot date.” Stiles give you a betrayed look.
You raise your brow at that before sighing, taking a golden dress for lydia “You can take stiles, if you want a date.”
“I also said hot.” She mutters look at the both you. stiles deflate shrugging off your sympathy pat on his back. he mutters that he would be outside the store.
“Don’t be so cruel, Lydia.”
She huffs stomping her heel “I’m just messing around, I was going to ask him you know.” she confesses turning away from you before you can catch her smile.
Allison smile is strained slightly she says your name “Issac is taking me, are you okey with that?”
You nod “Yeah, why won’t I be. It was just a kiss.” Allsion pauses before nodding with a small smile on her face.
Lydia turns to you in disbelief “I don’t know what is your taste.”
“Traumatized puppy eyes” The three of stand still before shrugging going back to racks of clothes eyes scanning the materials with meticulous inspection fabric, design and more important space to run if needed.
A dress catches your eyes, taking it off the rack and examine it before set it back. you part your way with them with their final plea for you to come to the ball, stiles stand leaning on his jeep on the side of the mall, with derek and peter beside him they look like they were having a deep conversation.
He stands straight “You didn’t buy anything?” you nod glancing at the Hales. Stiles sighs “They think it’s idea for you help elena her two bats since you hate them more than peter.”
“Its help you with control over your impulse and emotion.” Derek adds the whole idea is experimental and theoretical similar to putting a bunny in harsh living environment to see if it adapts to the change and live, expect this bunny has astronomical level of destructive power literarily flowing through your veins.
You whine throwing your head back “I don’t want to.”
“Too bad, you gonna do it.” peter chimes in “Especially since your sister is already involved in it all.” The last sentence make you close your eyes standing straight, stiles give you soft look while derek eyes scan you ever so carefully.
“I hate you.” you say look at peter who is all smiley and happy, getting inside stiles jeep.
“Love you too, pumpkin.” You hear peter retorts along with stiles fake gagging and derek telling peter to shut up.
Grams House
The sun had set when the two made short stop at the library before going to stiles house to pick some more stuff and then the final stop, your home. Getting out of the jeep you and stiles round the jeep, you two look at the piles of books and bundle of energy drink.
Stiles grin beside you “You ready for a long fun night?” you crack your knuckles taking off the jacket you gave same grin back at him.
“Let’s do it.”
you raid your grams room finding more books there and take it to the study room where stiles and you had set up the rest of the book.
Stiles had one side of the wall empty and a white broad cleaned he turns to you “alright, we are looking for What the hell is this moonstone, what exactly is Katherine is.”
You nod sitting on the chair starting from grams books, stiles open the first two can of drink and hands you the two of clink it taking the first sip at the same time before diving to the piles of the books.
Hours pass without a sound, can’s starts to piles up before getting replaced by coffee, stiles had few Ardella to speed up the thing. the moon was in its peak when the two you took a break.
Stiles is laying down a yawn escape his mouth soon you follow that, he nudges you with his feet “You go first.”
You whine before sitting up with slumped shoulder, the two of you had ditched your normal clothes stiles is rocking your fluffy rob while you opt to wear your Cami and shots, standing up you take one sip of your coffee frowning at the coldness before exhaling loudly, taking the black marker from the table.
“Alright the moonstone first, it was originally thought to be used some time in !5th century like that’s when the legends started from. An Aztec shaman had put the curse of sun and moon, meaning making vampires vulnerable to sun and wolf to moon. The stone with the certain ritual can make the curse go away.”
“Fraud.” Stiles muses sitting up now, you nod before stating why so.
“It does sound off, Vampires being vulnerable to sun and werewolf to moon is supposed to be nature’s way of balancing the supernatural, curses are intentional and can someone can really put a curse like that, Wait is that why Mason wants that stone so he can escape his curse.”
“Yeah, and the legend appearing mid-century is suspicious enough, because we have king Lyacon which dates back 440 BC. And from there is mention of werewolf worshipping Moon learning from transformation, controlling it.” stiles add.
“Like the Hale pack.”
“But it is tied to wolf.” You assert.
Stiles hum in agreement “Of course, MOON- stone. But maybe tied a specific one.”
“There is no coincidence.” You write moonstone on the broad and wolf under it and, “if the sun and moon curse is fake and just a cover up then there is another specific reason the stone is valuable maybe?”
“Some other curse or power this stone can give.” stiles ponder watching you write curse/ power under the wolf.
“Katherine and Mason are back here is no coincidence either.” You turns to him “she turned stefan and Damon, if she wanted to rekindle her pupils she should have come long ago, but she’s here now.”
You toss the marker to stiles “Your turn.” He caught it and stands up the rob only reach his knees, the pink rob he wear comfortably is tied covering his naked upper half, grams bonnet in sits his head, the bones cracks as he walks towards the broad.
You sit on the chair, swirling your finger you make a cold shake and sip it with a pleased hum, stiles yawn writing the word doppelganger in the broad beside where you wrote moonstone.
“The freakish fact that both Elena and Katherine look like printed copy is because they are doppelganger.”
“My first thought was she was a shapeshifter?”
“I thought to, as we now know, she was human and turned vampire by someone.” He walks towards you and takes your drink sipping it before walking back with your drink, you lip curl in annoyance before making another.
“So, they are human beings exists because of Silas and Amara.” Stiles nods taking the Bennett history book.
“The first immortals shadow selves, since they can’t die, nature said let’s copy and paste then delete.”
Stiles face light up “Yes, elena and Katherine are doppelganger, they are not fully human but supernatural catalysts sort of beings, I searched your grams stash, the Argents, Alans and books we borrowed from the library.”
“The one we stolen a while back.” you correct him.
And he corrects you “Borrowed.”
You hum biting the straw “So elena and Katherine might be Amara’s shadow self.”
“That the possible fact, I just hope there is not another Damon walking around.” Stiles and your face are pained at that possibility.
Stiles write down the name of Amara and Silas then write shadow self in bracket “Shits gets real because, Doppelganger blood is naturally used for all sort a binding ritual, spells, and we all know blood rituals in general doesn’t ends well. And the fact that all Bennet witches get screwed over because this cycle.” He wrote down the word blood before writing catalyst in bracket.
Stiles glance at you with heavy eyes both from exhaustion of the research and the finds “Qestiyah with Amara, and Emily who was murder was with Katherine decades ago, and……. now bonnie with Katherine. Grams wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t you, and who know how many lives will suffer because this vicious cycle.”
The drink disappears from your hand as you slam against the chair, arm crossed over your chest your eyes zero on the broad “Should I just kill them all?”
Stiles shuffle in his feet hearing the seriousness in your voice, he exhales walking towards you, standing in front of you he put the drink in his hand on the table “How about we take nap” he pulls you up throwing his hand over your shoulder, he checks his watch navigating out of the door to your room. “Yep, officially next new day. Let’s get some sleep.”
Stiles nods “It is true Lockwood are cursed might be because they pissed of wrong people. but this curse doesn’t make sense.”
“And this doesn’t really affect us”
Stiles shrugs “Not really I think, unless they make this our problem.” You and stiles look at each other “Its gonna be our problem isn’t it.” he murmurs after a bit. You fall back on the bed with a sigh while stiles follow after you, the two of you close your eyes falling asleep quick.
Lockwood Mansion
Scott is the Lockwood MansAion with Bonnie, for two purpose one to find out if Mason is crazy like the day he was last night and so far he doesn’t seem like sadistic bloodthirsty individual like some people, and two to ask Bonnie to be his date for the Masquerade, and mission two is still pending and Elena had pulled Bonnie away to talk and people keep dumbing work on him, jackson is also here though he is with Tyler, while carrying a box he catch mason walks away and accidentally runs into Bonnie.
“Excuse me.”
Bonnie continues to watch Mason as he looks away. A strange look spreads across her face, which Stefan notices. Stefan walks over to her.
“What’s the matter? Are you okay?”
“When I touched him, I saw something.”
“What do you mean? Like a vision?”
“I saw Elena.”
“You saw Elena?”
“He was kissing her.”
“No, Bonnie, Elena wouldn't kiss...” Stefan considers this for a minute, and his face changes from confused to understanding. “You didn't see Elena, you saw...Katherine.”
Scott walks over them “You alright?” she nods stefan glance at scott before walking away to find damon to fill him in on the discovery.
Scott watches him walk away before glancing at bonnie “How about we take a break?” bonnie agrees the walk towards a secluded area, scott hands her bottle of water clearing he let her relax for few minutes.
“So, Masquerade, right?” he weakly starts making bonnie glance at him confused look at the oblivious statement making him flatter slightly.
He falls silent looking away in the back of his head he can see stiles disappointed look. He breathes in and breathe out, he had seen Jeremy gilbert giving same look he supposes to give Bonnie, and that makes him even more anxious what if he already had asked her.
He gathers up his courage turning to ask her again when stefan and damon walks up to them, he sighs loudly closing his eye for moment.
Bonnie mirrors the same sentiment though she doesn’t out worldly show it. “What do you want?”
“A favour.”
“Like that's gonna happen.”
“So predictable.” He looks at Stefan. “That's why I brought him.”
“I know how you feel about helping us out, but since you're the one that linked Mason with Katherine, we finally have an opportunity to get an upper hand on both of them so, just hear us out.” Stefan said looking at both bonnie and Scott with pleading eyes.
“Pretty please.” Damon adds with his usual cocky look on his face.
“I’m listening.” Bonnie muses.
Stefan's phone starts to ring. “I have to fill Elena in on what's going on.”
He looks at Damon. “Can you play nice, please?”
“I guess.”
He walks aside and answers his phone. “Hey, what are you doing? You shouldn't be calling me.”
“I know, but I have no idea what's happening. Damon's got Jeremy into something and you've got Bonnie with you and I'm sorting stupid masquerade masks for Mrs Lockwood.”
“Alright, it's okay. Hold on.”
He walks away. Damon is talking to Bonnie.
“All you have to do is touch Mason Lockwood again to see if he gave Katherine the moonstone.”
“My visions don't work like that. I don't get to ask questions.”
“How inconvenient. Although, let's talk about that little witchy juju thing you do with me. You know, the fun one where my brain bursts into flames? What is that?”
“That's me giving you an aneurysm. Your blood vessels go pop, but you heal quickly; so, I do it over and over again.”
“Is it vampire specific?”
“It'd work on anyone with a supernatural healing ability.”
“Good. Good, good.”
Scott frown at them “Why do you hurt him, he hasn’t done anything wrong to you?”
Damon rolls his eyes “Why are you shouldn’t be your own witch.” Scott’s frown even deeper at that, you had let them all know elena and the Salvatore brothers saw that you’re alive, and you still seem to dislike them and the way they talk about you and bonnie does make it reasonable hell even their way of dealing things seems very questionable to scott.
Bonnie glance at them nodding at Scott’s words “He’s right. Damon, I'm not gonna help you hurt him.”
“Mason Lockwood's a werewolf, Katherine's evil. They're the bad guys. Really? You're gonna play morality police with me right now? Let me put it to you another way: they're a threat to Elena. So, you, witch, are gonna get over yourself and help us.”
Stefan walks back over to them. “Yeah, he meant that as a question with a "please" on the end.
“Absolutely.” Damon adds.
Scott sees the familiar look on her face and he prepare himself for what about to happen.
Mason walks down the front steps and towards his jeep. “Hey, can you move your van? I'm blocked in.”
He sees Bonnie trying to remove a table from the back of the truck and runs over to help her. “Hey, how did you get stuck doing that by yourself?”
“All the guys bailed. Something about draft picks. I don't know, I don't speak that language.”
“Here, let me give you a hand.”
He grabs the table and starts to pull it out. Bonnie looks around and then at Mason. She uses her aneurysm spell on him. He grabs his head and yells in pain and falls down onto his knees.
“I'm sorry.” Bonnie whisper, scott sees the guilty look on her face when she looks at him,
Damon walks past Bonnie and knees Mason in the face. Mason falls to the ground, unconscious. Damon opens the passenger door and signals for Bonnie to get in. Stefan takes Mason's keys out of his pockets and throws them to Damon. Bonnie gets in Mason's jeep. Damon and Stefan put Mason in the trunk of the jeep.
Damon gets in and turn to scott who stand by the side the jeep with apprehensive tick on his face making him roll his eyes at him.
“You follow me, I have something to ask you.” he doesn’t wait for scott’s answer and drives off with Bonnie in the passenger seat. Scott is at the steps of Salvatore house before the car reaches making them slightly surprised, Damon is carrying Mason over his shoulder. Bonnie drops his bag in a chair. Damon places Mason into a chair.
Damon walks over to Mason's bag, scott stands on the side, uneasy as damon go through the bag.
“He's not gonna be out much longer.” Bonnie reminds
Damon takes chains from Mason's bag. “Whoa. Looks like this guy's used to being tied up.” He glances at Scott “do you have to chain yourself too?”
Scott looks almost offended at that “No, I have control over my wolf and Lockwood are cursed.”
“He’s older than you, how did you able to learn so fast?” damon prods.
Scott says your name “I had her, stiles and derek help me.”
“What exactly is your sister bonnie?” damon ask cautiously “in my hundred years of life, I never seen a witch like her.”
Scott face hardens speaking up before bonnie can “Why do you wanna know? so you can take advantage of her just like you use bonnie.” The seller fall silent at the firmness of his tone. Bonnie shifts uncomfortably.
“Its just helping out those in need, kid.” Damon says with a smug smile. Bonnie takes Mason's head in her hands “What are you doing?”
“You're looking for a moonstone. I'm trying to help you find it.” she exhales “The sooner I do that, I can leave.”
“Oh, good, yeah. Find out if he gave it to Katherine, and find out where she is. And find out what they're gonna do with it once they get it.”
Damon is tying Mason down into the chair. Bonnie closes her eyes and concentrates while she touches Mason's head.
“Somewhere small. dark. There's water.”
“Like a sewer?”
“No. Like a well? That can't be right. Yeah. It's a well.”
“Why would it be in a well?”
Bonnie lowers her hands and opens her eyes. “I told you, I only get what I get.”
Mason grunts and grabs Bonnie by the wrist. She gasps. Damon pulls Mason's hand off of her and Scott pull Bonnie away checking her wrist.
“You alright?” she nods slowly pulling her wrist, she starts to walk away.
“That's it. That's all I got.”
“Hey, judgey!” Bonnie turns around and looks at him.
“Thank you.”
She walks out of the room, leaving Scott with Mason. “Come on. Wake up, wolf boy.”
He punches him in the face. Scott cringe at that “Do you have to hurt him?”
“No one asking you stay and watch.”
Scott huff looking at Mason who is chained down to the chair. Damon is heating up an iron poker in the fireplace. Mason struggles to get out of the chair. Damon looks at him.
“Someone's feisty.”
Damon gets up. Mason continues to struggle and thrusts the chair backwards, falling onto the floor. Damon walks over to him, Scott stands in front of him, he furrows his brow at him.
“What?!” Mason says seeing himself chained in unknown setting.
“I can talk to him; can we please talk first.” Damon speed past him and sticks the iron poker into Mason's chest. Mason screams.
“You can hurt -- good to know. I was afraid you were gonna be some beast mass with no affinity for pain.” Damon pulls Mason's collar down and looks at his wound. “Oh, but you heal quickly. Not good. Guess I'll just have to keep applying pain.”
He turns to Scott “Now you we can try talking.” Damon grabs Mason and pulls him back up with the chair. He walks back over to the fireplace and heats up the poker again.
“So... Katherine. How do you know her? What is she up to?” Mason spits on the floor but says nothing.
Scott walks towards mason “I’m not with him; I can help you. Just tell us what is going on?” Mason glance up at scott, who’s eyes pleading him to believe him.
“I have all day.” Damon says walking over; he thrusts the white-hot iron poker into Mason's stomach. Mason grits his teeth and screams.
Scott closes his eyes walking out the room he moves far away from the house and take out his phone to call derek.
The phone rings two times before he picks up “What is it, scott?”
Scott hum looking at the Salvatore Board house “I have question.” He hears derek shuffling around on the other side “I don’t know if I should involve myself in this.”
“Just tell me what is going on, you hurt?”
“No, Damon has Mason Lockwood, he is literally torching him hot iron because Mason is with Katherine, I don’t know what to do.”
“Scott, this isn’t our problem let them deal with it.” Scott hear derek sigh “please tell you didn’t bring her and stiles into this as well. Something bigger is going on with them that they don’t even understand, we should just stay away.”
“Big how big and no they don’t know, and stiles said she and her will tell you something later.”
“I don’t know, I don’t want to know. and what are they up to now, I didn’t get any text from her” scott can hear his frown but choice not comment on that.
“I had them deliver some texts from Alan yesterday evening and both were still asleep when o checked this morning.” He hears mason screams now louder and painful.
“Scott.?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t do anything. Go to your friends. I will be there.”
Scott hums looking at the house in dread, he speeds inside the house and hear ruffling of and see Damon superspeed over to Jeremy and grabs him by the throat.
“You wanted to be a part of this? Well, here it is! Kill or be killed! The guy is a werewolf; he'd kill me the first chance he got! So, you suck it up or leave.”
Damon lets go of Jeremy. Jeremy coughs hearing footsteps they turn to see scott “You’re still here.” Damon raises a brow at scott before waving his hand to Jeremy “Get him out of here.”
“He wants me to kill him, anyway. Don't you, Mason? It really is a curse, isn't it?” Damon says looking at mason.
Jeremy gets up and leaves, brushing past scott who look at him smelling Wolfbane he frowns he is pull backed by Damon’s monologue “You know, I look at you I see myself. A less dashing, less intelligent version.”
“I love her!”
“Oh, I know! I've been where you are. But Katherine will only rip your heart out. Let me do it for her.”
Damon goes to thrust his hand towards Mason’s chest but get slammed by Scott “You can’t kill him.”
Damon rolls his eyes “Children.” He rolls his eyes headbutting scott, he throw scott to the wall, he falls on the table with wolfbane making him grunt in pain, damon walk towards mason with enraged look on his face, scott sits up he break off the leg of the table and stab damon with it, the latter scream at the wood sticking on his back kicking him to the wall, scott break the chains and free mason, throwing the man over his shoulder he speed out the house out towards the wood.
In the wood he places mason down, who now healing slowly because of the wolfbane, he crouches down to his level “You alright?” he feels his own pain fading away.
Mason groan in pain nodding nonetheless “We need to go somewhere, safe. They will come for me.”
“Right.” Scott thinks.
Grams House
Scott is sweating buckets when he strides across your backyard with Mason behind him, the latter look around the surrounding in curiosity, Scott open the backdoor and let himself in mason follow close.
Inside the house they can hear two heartbeats, steady and even Mason cast questioning glance at Scott, though choice to trust fellow werewolf, just then front door opens and derek step inside catching them by the stairs, Derek eyes narrow at them finding Scott’s sheepish look.
Derek sigh before shaking his head, scott walks up the stairs and knock on the door as the rest stand behind him, derek frown at the nasty healing wounds on Mason, Scott calls out your and stiles name, they hear protesting whines and curses.
Stiles opens the door with the black bonnet hanging crocked in his head, hair sticking out wildly adorning baby pink rob hang lose off shoulder, he yawns saying scott’s name still groggily his vision register the two other individuals beside his friend, making him clutch the rob as if he’s protecting his dignity, before slamming the door shut loudly.
Derek only heaves a sigh disregarding the male in pink rob to glance inside the room, you’re still asleep comfortably, hair undone and clothes crumbled showing the sliver of your body as the blanket pushed away on the corner.
The door opens again stiles pull scott inside before closing again, there is murmuring inside the door, Mason glance at derek confused the hushed conversation is stopped when a third voice calls their name, mason caught derek perk up at the voice.
The door opens, but this time its opened by you, exhausted dark circled eyes and sluggish frame, you scan two with indifferent glance, stiles now dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants step out with scott.
Walking down stairs to the kitchen the rest follow you; you sit down in one chair stiles take the one next your scott on the other side, derek and mason sits across from you.
“The sun and moon curse is not real.” Stile’s state getting straight to the matter, tried and wanting this over.
Derek nods as well “You can control your transformation.”
Mason frowns “It’s been one year, I can’t.”
“Because you don’t know the basic.” Stiles says “Moon only intensify and challenge your other side, but if you learn to control yourself, it is possible.”
Mason scoff making you lean closer speak up “your family is cursed, unlike derek who was born wolf into a werewolf family and scott who was changed by alpha, your case is different.”
“The sun and moon curse.”
Stiles and your groan “No.” the two of you say making mason look at the two of your weirdly,
“Werewolf has been around from the BC and the moonstone which apparently can break this sun and moon curse is created on the 15th century, your ancestor likely pissed off wrong people and they placed this curse.”
“The moonstone is legit, it has been used for serval rituals” stiles continue after you “but moon is not the enemy of werewolf, full moon is where they are just the human nature is dormant but that doesn’t mean you have to go full on massacre, you just have to accept who you are and try learning to control urges.”
“And there is high chance that you’re being used by Katherine.” You cover your mouth as yawn escape laying your head on the table.
“No, she loves me.”
You groan at that “Listen mason, something else is going on, you, the Salvatore and elena are all pawn in bigger game that we don’t know. My best advice would be runaway and don’t get killed again. Trust me you don’t want to go purgatory.”
The group looks slightly disturbed at the emphasize you made at the end “and if she was really in love with you, I don’t think she would want derek to do the nasty with her.”
Stiles find new found energy at your comment crowding towards you “You looked in her head.”
You scoff playfully at stiles tugging at your hand, derek mouth is slightly open in disbelief, scott give Mason a painful smile. “Dude, her thoughts were so loud.”
Stiles and your crackle on the side while the other three sits uncomfortable, you leave saying you have to freshen up and eat something, stiles take the spare bathroom for shower while scott migrates to the kitchen starts to go through the fridge and pantry.
Derek and Mason sit on the table the latter turns to derek “Can I trust them, they seem…”
“Annoying, handful, arrogant. Yeah.” Derek fills the sentence with dryly though his voice softens at “But those three are kind, selfless at times and stupid really, almost killed themselves to safe people like us……. me.” Derek exhale crossing his arm on the table “Not all werewolf is affected by moon like that we learned to control ourself.” Derek sees the reluctance in mason eyes to believe, he contemplates asking if you could give his last night’s memories but that would expose how powerful you are to mason, another person would learn the power you harness which can and will endanger you something derek does not want ever.
You come down, walking to the kitchen moving aloof and clam as if the two-werewolf discussing about their nature is mundane occurrence in your household. Scott has some fruits cut and eating a large bowl of cereal, the specific one your hide from stiles.
“DUDEEEE, I was saving that.” You stomp your feet “I hid it well from stiles.” You take a piece fruit as scott give you wide grin flashing his werewolf golden eyes at you.” Stupid werewolf.” Scott offers you a scoup you accept with narrowed eyes.
“I knew you lied” stiles come from behind you shaking his head “I forgot to pick up my ass.” He imitates your voice poorly making you kick him in the butt he swats your leg finding not a spoon but ladle you and scott protest at that throwing both yourself over the bowl.
Mason glance at derek as the three of you fight in the kitchen, the latter is gazing at the table. The doorbell rings and derek walks over to open it, the indifferent look for peter presence is derek’s default setting but the frown was formed because of the three people accompanying his not so dear uncle, the Salvatore brothers and elena along with Caroline and bonnie.
“Good morning nephew, is my pupil awake?” Peter chippy voice already giving him headache, derek steps aside to let bonnie in though peter takes up on invitation for himself, bonnie follow in after and elena.
Bonnie invites the rest in mason stands up seeing them, damon glare at him he speeds towards the man only to get thrown to the wall as red blast hits him.
Peter playfully winces at that waving at you when you step inside the dining room with stiles and scott.
“Does your sister her little friends’ know that she’s protecting the bad guy, bonnie.” Damon taunts standing up shaking off.
“Last time I checked it was you committing murder and arson.” You snap back, your eyes find bonnie “Did you know he was going to Mason, before you helped him?”
Bonnie looks stunned “What?”
“it’s true, he was going to rip Mason’s heart out.” Scott speak up “I couldn’t let that happen.” Bonnie looks crushed at that, realizing that unknowingly she was being used to kill another person.”
Stiles and derek glance at you see how your posture and eyes narrowing deadly at the elder Salvatore brother, you seem to lost in trance eyes void of the warmth and softness that you had earlier, a look that was familiar but not a good reminder. Peter seems to catch on that to as derek feel peter stiffen slightly.
You can see the victims of damon and their cries echoes in your head, their pain, fear, hopelessness and pure terrified realization of their inevitable death is screaming at you, calling out for you to silence their suffering, to end their torment, to…. end their tormenter.
Stiles clap his hand making you blink as he nervously stands in the middle “I have a feeling no one wants to die and we all like to keep our insides inside right.” He turns to you see you blink few times he motions scott to watch you.
Scott lay his hand on your shoulder as derek walks over the two of you.
“Mason here also don’t want that” stiles continue turning back to them “he was being lied and used by Katherine, just like you guys. We can help each other; no one have to get hurt.” He points upstairs “I have something to show you guys, come on.”
Stiles glance at you and scott, derek and peter remain with you while the rest follow stiles, he brings them to the study room, book and paper scattered everywhere, laptops buzzing and tons of cans and coffee cup here and there.
“Alright, I’m gonna tell you one time then question later” Stile inhales deeply moving towards the broad with writing, he glance at group with faux enthusiasm before starting, he starts from the moonstone, the origin, use, myths related, then to doppelganger, which made everyone fill with question though stiles shut it down until he was completed speaking fully.
Downstairs
“You alright?” scott ask you making you frown.
“Yeah, why do you ask?”
Peter leans over to look at your eyes “because you seemed so far in your head.” He taps on your temple.
You swat his hand away “I’m fine.” Looking upstairs “Stiles is with them.”
“He’s doing fine.” Scott comforts saying your name “You sure you are alright?” you nod disappearing into smoke of red leaving them stunned.
“I didn’t know she can do that.” Peter muses.
“Yeah, neither did we.” Derek says rushing up the stairs to see you stand by the door and walking inside, he follows you close hearing scott and peter behind him.
Stiles gives you comforting glance as you stand by the door he turns to the crowd “Any questions?”
“What is again a doppelganger?” bonnie ask first glancing at elena “Is she not a human?”
Stiles hums thinking “Well, not human like I am, but she is human it’s just her existence is serve larger purpose for rituals, doppelganger blood carry more magic components than humans.”
“That’s why she hasn’t killed elena yet?” stefan ponder stiles nod at that, Bonnie take look around the manuscript that laying around flipping through the pages.
“So, I am not just descended of Katherine Pierce, but also the first Immortal woman?” elena sounds sceptical but the events that’s happened so far in her life is anything but ordinary.
“That’s is correct.”
“it’s like rare gene in family line that appears every thousand years apart sort of deal.” Stiles explain further crouching down to gather the books one by one to clean up the room.
“That’s all you know?” damon asks looking between you and stiles with look that screamed he doesn’t fully trust the two you.
“Yep” stiles say curt and popping the ‘p’, he set the books down on the table they stand around “if you want to know more you should go to Katherine, since she has been playing you all.” He slams his hand on the stack of the book lightly.
He turns to them “if you need any further help” he walks over to you throwing his hand over your shoulder “Please hesitate to reach us.”
Peter slap on stiles arm “Don’t be rude kid, if anything interesting comes up. Please call me.” He gestures all of you. “We all will help you.”
You and stiles lean away to give side at the male who is overly excited about the proposition he just made stiles lean down to your ear “Overly excited middle age man is creepy as hell.” Scott nod at that like a muscle memory.
Damon, scoff they had gone to Hale house thinking scott might have taken Mason there but when peter opened the door saying there is no one here the man himself told them scott would have run to your house with injured Mason and he was keen on helping them even after learning that damon has been torturing a werewolf.
“Last time I checked, your stary pup took my kill.” The murderous glint in Damon’s eyes darken his cold iris.
“Damon” stefan voice rung tiredly and pleadingly for his brother to calm down. Derek glance at the pinched cease of your brow, then to Mason, who had been standing behind the group for his own safety by the window.
“He doesn’t know what this Katherine wants, he’s stupid and innocent.” Derek speak up from the doorway standing adjacent from you and stiles with scott beside him. “And now he’s with us, I suggest you don’t try anything.” His words were firm and final.
There was tense silence that followed, mainly because derek has been an enigma for them, unlike peter who they know that he is now retried homicidal maniac. damon sees glimpse of himself in peter. the latter didn’t hide who he was he was prideful and arrogant of his actions just like Damon. recklessness and darkness wrapped under quick humour though peter himself knows that he’s superior to Damon, Scott on the other hand shows irritating moral scale the bends but never broke fully, as it is clear in his conviction that he still believes everyone is worth saving and deserve a chance. Stiles is no mean any threat to them at all, purely on the basis of physical and supernatural measure but he is clearly useful, sarcastic quip and sharp mind and his knows when to back down and when to fight back. And you…. you were too similar like your sister yet much far worse…more stubborn and blatantly and more vicious without holding back your obvious dislike to him and damon can see that your dislike isn’t just towards him but towards your sisters’ friends also.
Derek, had always been an enigma from the start, he wasn’t loud on his threat like damon, nor was he cunning as peter, but that’s doesn’t mean he wasn’t a someone meant to be dismissed even as natural predator to vampire, derek didn’t sought out them even after they crossed the line derek’ resistant isn’t just his patience but a deliberative choice as if he’s waiting for right time, he is not arrogant but his indifference to almost to everyone yet it made no sense as he is alpha of very peculiar pack. It doesn’t seem like a mask either, it who he is, blunt and dismissive unapologetically himself.
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✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. Power imbalance, kidnap, canon violence, blood, death, possesive claims, lack of autonomy (mc), Im baek jeong himself is warning., (author can't see red flag clearly ) complex feelings, toxic relationship/ whatever dynamic they have , unclear feelings, a little bit of backstory {vague}
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The cold nipping his skin makes him awake, his hair undone on the pillow exhaling he turns to you sound asleep on the very edge of the big mattress, you had been tossing and turning last night a lot he almost wanted to snap at you, he turns on his side to look at you fully he silently scoff at the make shift barrier you created between the two of you, blanket and even your pillow in bunched up in the middle, you are curled yourself to ball suffering from morning cold as well.
He sits up from the bed checking his phone, he stand up running his hand down his face a knocking on the door alert him.
“Come on in.”
Tae Geom opens the door, his eyes doesn’t linger on you to your curled up frame at the far end of the bed it goes straight to Baek Jeong sitting on the bed with hands in his lap.
“We weren’t able to bring in the lady.” He informs, his hand folded in the middle as Baek Jeong turns to him with annoyed look on his face next thing he knew a small lamp beside the bed is getting thrown on the ground near his feet shattering it into pieces.
You sit up startled at the commotion blinking at Baek Jeong cruse walking towards the bathroom shutting the door with a loud thud and Tae Geom standing by the door. You cast a questioning glance at the man who crouch down to pick up the broken lamp, but your eyes on the open door, standing up you go to the door Tae Geom swipe a broken shard away from your path before you can hurt yourself though the action went unnoticed by you.
Eyes still heavy with lack of sleep you slump to the couch soon Tae Geom comes out carrying the lamp putting it in the trash. Alan is on his chair his screen lit showing some footage you don’t bother to take a double glance. When he sees you, he gives you wide smile and wave making you scoff at the male you are pretty sure he tracked you down.
“What happened?”
you ask as Tae Geom round the couch sitting down “Kim Geun woo didn’t take the offer. We are going to take his mother to force him fight.” He sighs “but that failed too.”
You open your eyes surprised not at how far Baek Jeong is going but at the news of Kim Geun woo declining the offer. “How much?”
“Fifteen billion.”
“And he still didn’t want to?” Tae geom nod his head.
Baek Jeong comes out the room fully dressed Tae Geom stands up while you look down at your palm refusing to glance at him. He typing something on his phone.
Alan stands up walking over the couch “They are awake calling the police,” Baek Jeong nods calling Lee man bae.
“Take her with you. She is not allowed to stay alone.” He speaks you glance up at that frowning only to see him giving you pointed look his eye practically beginning you to try disobeying him.
Alan shake you by your shoulders “let’s go before they leave then.” You push his hand away going to your room.
You sits in the passenger seat in the car parked outside Geon Woo’s house Tae Geom on the driver seat with Alan in the back.
“As if there isn’t another boxers out there who is desperate for some money.” You mumble not bothering to watch.
Alan scoot closer showing the IKFC site “Are you kidding, people are pouring in to see the fight.” He snickers “I think this will make more than we ever made.” He admire the edited picture of Geon woo like an obsessive boyfriend stalking his ex’s picture.
“Your greed sickens me.”
Tae Geom lips curl at the end slightly as he follow the car around, not even a few hours later, you fall asleep on the car, last night’s exhaustion caught up to you. Tae Geom parks the car in parking lot of Geon Woo’s new temporary house. He glance at you, the bruise on your skin is slowly healing. He didn’t mean to hit you hard but it was the only way of saving you from Baek Jeong’s wrath.
Alan glance at you and Tae Geom “did you tell her the truth finally? Isn’t that why she run?”
“Shut your mouth.” Tae Geom stare at Alan through the rear-view mirror, he glance down at your sleeping figure.
“You did, didn’t you?” Alan chuckles slapping the driver seat “Of course you’d tell her the man survived. Baek Jeong knows that you like her you know.” Tae Geom glare at Alan he shoves the driver seat back hitting Alan’s face, cutting him off with a sharp groan.
He rub his nose pulling his laptop back to his lap “There goes one.” He mumbles
“No, the other one.” Tae Geom hums following woo Jin’s car.
Tae geom stops from a little distance where Woo Jin parked Alan gets out to buy chips for him. Tae geom relax in his seat leaning back.
“What did Alan mean that he survived?” Tae Geom close his eyes turning his head slightly towards you he finds you wide awake a pensive look on your face.
Tae geom sits silent his cold eyes doesn’t flatter under your gaze; you take your phone out hands gripping it tightly fingers hovering the touch screen as you search the man’s name the result is comes instantly, no headlines, no police reports, just a staff page of a big hospital under list on doctors his staff page link complete with his name, clicking the page its load just as quickly his smiling face makes sick to your stomach his office hour and appointment detail, though one article is about how he survived a robbery attack miraculously praising him as gifted Docter your phone is ripped away from your hand as Tae Geom takes away from you.
“Don’t get an idea” he hiss “If you run again no one can help you.” He put it out plainly and truthfully.
You stay silent turning away from him the truth has you in literal shambles tears starts to fall freely but you hide it from him and Alan who comes back with bag of chips in his hand. Tae Geom settle back in his seat he looks out the window an ambulance go past them his eyes zero on the red cross.
Tae Geom feels the blood pouring out of his abdomen from the stab wound. The shady loan shark had done a good number on him. He is fading in and out of consciousness. He feels light, gentle taps on his cheeks, a soft feminine voice asking him to keep his eyes open.
A sudden adrenaline hits him as he opens his eyes. A face comes into his vision. The person says something, but he doesn’t register what is being said. He blinks a few times, and the face he is seeing becomes clear.
It’s you.
Your face was familiar in a sense that he had seen your face few times around, but couldn’t place from where, but the colour of your clothes sparks his memory, He remembers seeing you a while ago, sitting down with his mother and daughter when his wife was admitted to the hospital, before she died. You mutter something, giving him a warm smile before moving out of his line of vision.
He had seen you around the hospital, wearing your nurse’s scrubs, walking around and sometimes running down the hallway carrying something.
When he wakes up again, his mind was clear but the exhausted, the oxygen mask on his face prevents him from speaking clearly, you stand over his bed, checking his Vital signs, you speak something though you aren’t really looking at him but somewhere ahead
He remembers you reassuring him that he’s out of danger, before going on about proper rest until the stitches fully healed.
When he wakes up again, he’s fully conscious and more coherent than before
He is in hospital clothes, with vitals attached, a patient tag on his wrist. An IV cannula is taped against the back of his hand. He goes to sit up as the curtain is pulled aside. You walk in carrying a tray.
You give him a smile—not the fake one you are obligated to give patients, but a real one, as if you are truly happy to see him awake and alert.
“Oh, you should take it easy,” you say, setting the tray on the small table beside his bed, pushing him gently back down.
“I’m going to check if you reopened the stitches, alright?”
He blinks before nodding.
You hum, bunching the blue button-up, checking the gauze. You stand straight after your inspection, pulling the cloth back into place.
“All good. You gave us quite a scare,” you say, taking his hand that already has the IV in place.
You grab a syringe, opening the IV port, twisting it in with practiced ease. You push the medication slowly—steady and controlled. He watches your eyes flick up to him, checking on him, before you look away just as quickly when you see his eyes on you.
You clear your throat, standing straight. Putting the things back on the tray “Thank you,” he mumbles.
You smile at him, nodding.
The day he formally meets you is the same day he also meets Baek Jeong. He was standing behind you the whole time when you smiled at Baek Jeong. “Oh, visiting hours ended a few hours ago. You can meet your friend tomorrow. “Your words had him frowning as you usher his ‘friend’ outside.
Baek Jeong just glances at him before following you out of the patient’s room. He watches you talk to the man with a smile as the door closes.
The next time he sees you, he is sitting with his daughter and mother by his bed. His daughter is curled against his side, his mother’s worried eyes fixed on him.
You open the door, stepping inside with a smile. You are not alone. Baek Jeong is behind you.
You smile at his daughter, who brightens at the sight of you. Greeting his mother, you check his vitals and bandage. His daughter stands beside you, tugging on your scrub shirt.
“When can my dad come home?” You smile at her.
“He’s doing a lot better now. Don’t worry, he can come home soon.” He watches his mother’s worried eyes turn to you.
“How much would we have to pay?”
The question makes Tae Geom pause, knowing full well he won’t be able to afford his treatment.
“Oh, his friend paid it all,” you say, turning to look at Baek Jeong.
Tae Geom glances at the man, wondering why he would pose as his friend and pay his bills.
You shrug slightly, turning to his daughter and mother. They follow you out, his daughter hanging onto your arm as you talk with her.
Tae Geom thought that would be the last time he saw you. That he would just remain a patient—a name in your file. Especially since he took Baek Jeong’s offer. But it didn’t remain like that. The two of you saw each other again. More like—he saw you again with Baek Jeong. He learned that the man has been pursing after you but only for you to reject him reasoning that you are ready for any relationship be it fleeting one or exclusive.
That night there had been more broken things in every room of the apartment.
He had learned that Baek Jeong is a man who always gets what he wants until he is satisfied but he is never satisfied. Baek Jeong doesn’t talk much. Not really. He only speaks to give orders to carry out his plan, everything with his man is calculated and precise with no room for mistake.
So, Tae Geom doesn’t expect him to say anything that night when he shows up with you behind him. The first thing he notices is the blood on your hands on your dress which is dirty too. Your shoulders hunched shivering slightly red eyes crying silently.
Your broken state is… startling.
Baek Jeong shows you the room, telling you to clean up.
You nod.
He leaves you, instructing Him to watch you. Tae Geom waits outside, near the bathroom door. He can hear the water running our quiet crying. even after a while, you don’t come out. He knocks no response he opens the door. You are standing by the sink. Scrubbing your hands over and over so hard your skin is starting to break Your own blood mixing in with whoever’s blood was on your hand
He grabs a towel nearby, wrapping your hands. You flinch hard, stepping back “It’s alright. You’re alright.”
You shake your head, fresh tears forming
“I… I—” Baek Jeong steps in, cutting you off.
“Tae Geom, I need you to do something.” He motions him to steps outside the room, Baek Jeong close the bedroom door handing him a paper with an address in it. “Go check if that asshole still alive and what is going on there.”
That’s all Baek Jeong said nothing more before walking back inside his room. That’s all he says nothing more.
He glance down at the paper and closed door, his palm fisted around the piece of paper crumbling it.
When Tae Geom reaches the place, there are ambulances and police with small crowd. He catches a glimpse of the man lying on the stretcher. The face is oddly familiar, a pen sticks out the side of his neck, the paramedic rushing to save his life and by the look of its man’s condition does not look good at all.
You have been staying in Baek Jeong apartment and it was very unsettling to see the man in question being gentle with you, he some times caught him holding your sobbing figure, how you looked at him like he had all the answers in for your problem, he had seen Baek Jeong making calls to cops that work for him and Baek Jeong looked at you like he cared for you, though in a very fucked up way.
When he revealed that the man who you attacked Kim Min Ho, an aspiring young Docter, the same one who treated him alongside you passed the critical state and alive and confusingly enough confessing the cops that he was robbed, the bugler attacked him in panic, he thought Baek Jeong would tell you the truth, that you are safe, that you don’t need to hide away that you won’t need protection anymore.
But he was utterly wrong, as he become the witness of the cautiously lie Baek Jeong tells you.
He watched Baek Jeong sat you down the chair, a laptop on the table on his right side, the funky stickers clear indication the device belong to Alan.
“The asshole is dead, and police has evidence that you are the suspect.” Baek Jeong words has you speechless “the guy’s family is rich You will be sentenced to life in prison.”
You shake your head standing up “No, no, no, no. I…. was defending myself……he was going to.” Your words get choked up “He…. he was…. he was sick…person…. I was saving myself.”
“The law bend for people like him….and you don’t have money nor power.” Baek Jeong open the laptop the screen light up its article with your name and photo the bold long letter of murder and killer makes you heart beat fast, hope starts to crumble you turn away from the laptop and he was surprised when you walks closer to him tears streaming down his face.
“I didn’t mean kill to him……he was going to hurt me….” Your hand fist around his shirt “I don’t…” your legs give out he instinctively crouches down with you holding you by your shoulder as you spiralled.
Baek Jeong walks over the motioning him to step back he does so hesitantly the man crouch down near you taking your face in his hand.
“Don’t cry” he swipe the tear from your cheeks “I can keep you safe. I will keep you safe, you won’t go to prison.”
“You just have to stay with me, trust me.”
On that moment the truth became more concrete than anything he knew if Baek Jeong wanted something he would get it by any means.
And sadly, that something or someone was you.
Tae geom memory breaks when woo jin steps out the building walking to the car before driving off, he follows the car closely behind. Tae geom feels he has been going in circle but Alan reassure him otherwise he glance at you, but you still sit your face turned away from making him sigh.
Your phone rings Tae Geom takes it and checking the caller idea seeing Baek Jeong name along with rolling eye emoji lit up in the screen, he hand you the phone but you don’t answer letting it ring, the phone rings again. But you don’t answer Alan glance at you nervously wondering what made ignore the boss call.
He curse when his phone ring this time he answers “Yes, she is right here. I don’t know why won’t she answer.”
Alan starts to sweat as Baek Jeong sighs on the other end “alright, yeah, will do that. Yes boss” The calls end.
Alan exhales leaning back on the seat he kicks your seat “Why won’t you answer, do you want us to get killed.” He scoffs when you don’t react.
“Someone will come to get her to taker her back to pent house” He informs tae geom who nods.
The grip on your phone tighten, you look out window the sky starts to darken as the night falls.
“Everything okey?” Tae geom asks Alan.
He glance at the monitor quickly before taking longer look as he “yes, wait. They’re getting away.”
“What?” Tae Geom glance back at Alan frowning when you laugh at their panic.
At least someone is getting away you thought with a bitter sweet feeling.
“They are hitting the elevator!”
“Who?”
“Gun woo, his mom and the woman in the wheelchair. What should we do?” Alan frets, Tae Geom take off his glows pulling out his phone to dial his Baek Jeong.
Baek Jeong answers with an exasperated sigh from other side “What?”
“Sir, I’ll get woo jin instead of his mother.”
“So what?”
“I need a place and people.”
Baek Jeong turns to lee man Bae “Send him some guys.” The man bows muttering ‘yes sir.’ Before leaving.
Tae Geom stops at the red signal that’s when you open the door and run out the car making Alan and Tae Geom panic and yell at you, he get out the car yelling your name, you run into the traffic almost getting hit cars swerve around you, you cross the road heart pounding. Tae Geom try to follow but the car honks at him making him run back to his car.
Woo jin and Mr. Moon eyes widen seeing a girl run out the car on to the traffic, Woo jin who was in calls with Gun woo goes speechless. You stand looking at Tae geom car you thought he would follow with his plan to get Woo jin and your hope is crushed again when he drive right towards you making run what you don’t see two other car too follow his.
you round a corner instead of running on the public space you move through alleyway where car can’t come in. you take out your phone to call the cops but every time you do so it doesn’t connect fucking Alan.
You hide behind a closed shop searching the nearest police station your phone screen goes black making you cruse.
Come back.
A message appear making you scoff you ditch the phone took off the opposite direction, the streets you are in silent shops and building are closed, a car stops in front of you a man you haven’t seen steps out his hand in the air.
“You alright?” he ask the man in tall fairly build with small Mustache his eyes shines as he smile you glance him suspiciously.
“Did he send you?” you question remembering Alan’s words you take a step back, the man wave his car.
The sound of another car has from behind has you look back the familiar car of Tae geom has you took off of the alley way, the man also run after you making you cruse again believing he was sent by Baek Jeong.
“Wait.!” The man yells from behind you “I’m not with anyone!”
“Fuck you!” your legs starts to burn you round the corner only for another car to stop block the path you stumble back almost falling back. “What the fuck.” A man steps out and for once you recognise him.
You stand frozen in the middle of the road trapped between the two-man Woo jin stand in front of you blocking the path ahead while the man behind you block you from going back.
You step side away from them both “leave me the fuck alone.!” You yell at them looking around surrounding for any weapon. You take off your shoe throwing at man behind you and wielding the other like a weapon
“Its alright! We don’t want to hurt you.” Woo jin says quietly seeing your tense form and frantic eyes. your eyes catch the camera on the street makes you go still Woo jin and Mr. Moon glance at each other when you let out a frustrated groan at the camera.
Sure, enough your fear comes true as Tae Geom car comes in vision from behind, he step out the car wearing the gloves.
Woo jin watches you stiffen seeing Tae Geom run towards the three you taking a step behind towards him but Mr. moon stops Tae Geom as they too engage in fight, the Woo jin goes to help Mr. Moon, Woo jin’s phone falls on the ground make you glance at it.
The three tangled in messy bloody fight you take the phone and you bolt when they do so. The three nearly get hit by Tae Geom’s car as it follows you. They fall on the ground.
“Don’t let her get away.” Tae Geom says to com, woo jin attacks him from behind and the two encage in a fight
Alan curse as he drive, the headlight shining on your running figure, you turn to look back at that curing when Alan pop out his head.
“Get back right now. You are gonna get us all killed.”
You look down at the phone seeing there is call going on and voice asking saying hello over and over
“Please call the police” you yell to the phone Alan from behind yells your name.
“Who is this?”
You curse cut the call and fumbling to dial the cops yourself as you round the corner yelling at the police help you gave them the address.
Alan slap his head before accelerating “you made me do this.” He mutter before hitting you with car. He curse when you fall down hard hitting your head. He stops the car get out hastily you started to pull yourself up moaning in pain. Alan turn you at the same time you hit him with phone in your hand kicking in the crouch he fall down groaning.
You crawl away pushing yourself up “Please hurry!” you say to the phone, Alan grunting stands up throwing himself over you pushing back down to the ground.
“You are fucking crazy.” He pull you head before smacking against the ground making you further disoriented your grip on the phone flatters, he drag you too car you kick him again making him fall down he stands up again cursing he drags you again, he throw you on the back seat, getting inside the car he drive back to Tae geom, cursing when he finds the man unconscious and Man bae standing over him.
He pop out his head “let’s go she called fucking cops.”
Lee Man bae curse crouching down to slap Tae Geom awake. The latter groan sitting up, Man bae starts walks towards his car Tae Geom stumble towards his getting inside the passenger seat, he wipes the blood tickling down his nose.
He pause seeing you unconscious and bloody on the backseat he cast Alan a questioning glance, the latter shrugs.
“What I did what I had to do.”
They drive back to the pent house, Tae Geom steps out the car opening the backside door he grabs takes you out the car carrying to the hotel the staffs watches but they quickly avert their eyes, while Alan takes his devices in his hand.
Alan press the elevator button; it opens with a soft ding Tae Geom steps first Alan and Man bae follow behind him.
“Tae geom” you weakly calls him, head laying against his chest, he looks down at you, “Why did you lie?”
Your words and slow tone had him clench his jaw; his fingers tighten around you as wrenching pain makes him avert his eyes from your glazed ones.
The elevator opens up Alan steps out first; he opens the pent house.
Baek Jeong who nursing his wine from the couch look up hearing footsteps, Alan sits down on the couch. He frown when there is no sight of woo jin as Man Bae stands with head hung, he stand up setting the glass down when Tae Geom walks inside with you in his arm, the latter takes you Baek Jeong’s room laying you down on the matters.
“Man bae, call your doctor.” Baek Jeong instruct stepping inside his room.
Tae Geom steps out the room leaving you alone with Baek Jeong closing the door behind him as he do so.
Baek Jeong walks over the bed standing by head, his hand reach out push the blood-soaked hair away from your temple. He exhale cursing under his breath, he goes to the bathroom coming just as quickly with a bowl of water and small towel, he sits down beside you placing the bowl on bedside table he dip the cloth in the water squeezing the excess water he clean the side of your face, he stop when you wince standing away from the line of your vision when he sees your eyes are still closed he settle back.
He steps out the room to see the Docter stitching Tae Geom ear “You, go treat her” he barks at the skinny male, Alan sitting on the couch “Which asshole did that to her?” hearing his stern voice both male stand up his eyes scan the men on the room, the skittish shuffling of Alan is all want he needed he strides towards the man.
“Wait, wait.” Alan take few steps back his hand motioning the male to stop “She was running away. She even called the cops that why we couldn’t get Woo jin.” He yells hoping all Baek Jeong’s direct towards him.
Baek Jeong narrow his eyes beckoning the male to come closer, glare him at him deadly when Alan hesitates, he stumble towards the man until he’s his arm reach, Baek Jeong slap the man on his face “let’s watch how you touch her, alright?”
Alan nod as his ear rings Tae Geom watches Baek Jeong anger boils the clenched jaw and grinding of his teeth gave away.
“Guess she didn’t learn well last time.” He mumble turning to walk back to you.
“She heard Alan saying Kim Min Ho is alive.” Tae Geom speak up, halting Baek Jeong in his place the man slowly turns to them, Alan stand shocked as Tae Geom state that?”
“What?” Baek Jeong voice was low and cold.
“She know you lied.” Tae Geom repeats “That why she ran again.” He stands emotionless but as he say so he feels great burden being lifted of his shoulder at the realization somewhat trust and friendship you both had been reduced into nothing.
Baek Jeong curse walking towards Alan “You fucking idiot.” He punch the man in the gut Alan takes the hit without fighting back knowing it would only further enrage him.
Baek Jeong breathes heavily as Alan falls on the ground he turns to Tae Geom, his next victim of his fury, grabbing him by his freshly stitched ear “You.”
“I told you to bring him to me.”
Tae Geom shows no sign of pain as Baek Jeong pinches his ear “I’m very sorry.”
“Yeah, you fucker.” He slaps Tae Geom “what the fuck do I pay you 300 million for?” on the second slap tae geom stumble sideways before standing straight looking down.
“I’m very sorry.” He repeats there is nothing else he can do now other than apologize.
Baek Jeong grab him by his cheek, to see his face “I like orphans, want me to make your daughter one?”
At that threat Tae Geom glare up to Baek Jeong, hearing the mention of his daughter comes out Baek Jeong lips, ignite fire in his iris, Baek Jeong raise his brow lilting his head up as if daring him to question his power and authority at that making him, exhale deeply before breaking the heated glare “I’m sorry.” He repeats
“Get it done.”
“Yes.”
Baek Jeong let go his face with shove assessing the male “this fucking idiot.” He walks away leaving Tae Geom distraught, the exchange has left him with uncertainty, he sits down just as Alan also sit down wincing.
Tae geom knows Baek Jeong is ruthless and merciless but he also caught the glimpse of how he was with you closed door and even at some events that made him think he wasn’t that heartless as he seems even you seemed to care about the man even if you don’t admit it out right. Yet this interaction makes him think if he was also manipulated by the man just like he had done to you for years now.
He had brushed off your concerns about Baek Jeong lack of humanity during your drunken rants but now your words echoes like warning, whenever you spoke to him about, he was dismissive because he too was ruthless, he didn’t hesitate to get his hand dirty and Baek Jeong was same man as he was.
“You don’t see it because you don’t want to see it.” Your words were slurred sitting in front of him.
The room was dark, the lone small lamp shaped of flower sitting in middled of you, Tae Geom nurse his drink small sips.
You only finished your fifth glass before you started your ramble. “Men like Baek Jeong can be really fucking scary when things won’t go his way, he is now wearing the good boss mask because everything goes his way.”
“There are only men like Baek Jeong out there at least he seem to care about you.” His voice was low almost whisper among the night not wanting to disturb other residents on apartment.
You snort with a scoff “You are confusing obsession with love.” Your face turns grim “When he first asked me to go out with him which was after you left the hospital, I turned him down because I wasn’t where I wanted to be the last thing I wanted to feel less in any sort of relationship.”
Tae Geom stays silent the bottle soundlessly sit beside him, he raise his eyebrow when you take his hand using it as rope to drag yourself closer to him leaning closer to whisper “And you know what he said ‘I always get what I want’ talk about ominously creepy, then came the flowers, expensive designer clothes, necklace and even my favourite food, stalker much.” You trial off as, a frown set on your lips when the bag of chips is empty which you ate it all not once you offered him.
He hands another bag to you tsking when you fumble to open it even going to bite the plastic, he chips bag from your hand making you glare at him he takes out his knife and cut it open for you before handing you, taking a whole palm full and stuffing it your mouth he narrow his eyes again at you when you don’t offer him this one making him sigh.
“Nhmp… you are not like him.” You says in between crunches.
“Now you are blind.” He counters while opening a bottle of water and setting it in front of you. Taking a gulp you sigh.
“You are doing all this for your family, you are like a dad who would anything for your daughter” he glance up to you when you speak, the soft smile on your face as speak “She is really lucky to have you.” You lay your head on propped up knees “You choose this path because you were desperate and your situation demanded immediate response, you have reasoning and valid one some would agree, while Baek Jeong is……he is driven by greed, power hungry…...selfish at his core.” Your words sober up in the end voice becoming grimmer and lower almost like scared, you turn your head away from him. “I just wish he was little more kind.”
“Hostage?” Mr. min repeats after hearing Mr. Moon explanation of What went down few hours ago.
“Yeah” Mr. Moon nods “I saw her running out the asshole’s car on to the traffic, he followed her me and woo jin also run go after them.”
Min-Beom and kang- young glance at each other in confusion “Maybe it was trap to get you two alone.”
“I thought too, but she was genuinely was afraid of them, us too.” Mr. Moon point at his face “She even throw her shoes at me.” He is in disbelief that someone who throw something at his beautiful face. “She said something about if I was sent by him.”
Gun Woo takes out woo Jin’s phone he found on the ground “Woo Jin’s phone. the girl had his phone asking to call the police.” He shows the last call history and sure enough the last call is made to emergency line. “I heard someone call her name, before the line went busy.” He mumble out your name with uncertainty.
Kang- young nods “if someone is in danger we have to makes things faster.”
“The traffic cam might help.” Tae Yeong adds kang young nods humming. Kang young stands up taking out his phone to call the station near the place for search.
“It’s late. Let’s take his mother to Seoul Time Squire hotel.” Min Beom says.
Gun woo nods with relieved look on his face “That would be great.”
When you open your eyes skinny male hover over shining light on your face, startled you flinch back wincing as you do so, hand reaching out to touch your head, your find bandage wrapped on tightly.
The man smile at you creepily making your glare at him, an uncontrollable range flood your sense the next and everything happens quickly as you grab bowl of water on the bed side table and smash it down on the man face.
The sound of glass breaking and yelp has the five men sitting on the couch frown Baek Jeong and Tae Geom stands up looking at the door to the closed door. Alan has his head in his hands as Kang In Beom and lee man bae frown in confusion.
Baek Jeong walks towards the room Tae geom follows close behind just as Baek Jeong goes to open the door it is ripped open by You, standing shakily on your legs bandage wrapped around your head as soon you registered Baek Jeong standing across you push him in his chest furiously, your face twisted into angry scowl.
You slap him across his face “you fucking liar!” his head turn sideway at the hit, his tongue swipes inside the side where your hit stings.
The rest of the individual around the living room is not in your focus as your range make you blind on the onlooker that stand shocked at your action as you grab the man by his collar “Why! Why? Why did you do this to me?”
You punch him again “you fucking monster.” Baek Jeong stand unshaken as you further broke down to hysterical range fist “You made my life miserable.” You push him again his chest he click his tongue exhaling he push you down on the small couch which anger you further as you take the small vase beside throw at him, he steps back in time.
Tae geom goes to stop you but Baek Jeong push him back as you stumble standing up, your head pounds inside, the tight bandage make your dizzy. He walks over you pulling you towards by grabbing your elbow “Don’t make me angry.”
“You made me trust you!” you stomp on his heel kicking his chin, he growl his eyes darken as he push you down to the couch his hand wrapped around your neck though he doesn’t squeeze tight enough to hurt you.
You glare up at him “Go ahead fucking kill me.” You hiss meeting his heated glare head on “it better than living knowing I fucking cared for you.” You taunt spiting in his face he doesn’t falters.
“Killing you would make you free me.” He muses “Can’t have that.” He taunts and it worked as you kick in his ribs with both your legs, making him few steps back. You take out the scalpel you took from the guy’s bag lifting high moving to stab him.
Tae Geom stands in front of him grabbing your lifted hand with one arm his other wrap around your fame he wretches it out your palm you thrash against his hold cursing him, you glare at him his eyes beg you stop as he walks you both back away from Baek Jeong. He throw the scalpel away both of his hand now wrapped around you holding you back.
Baek Jeong sigh walking towards you he his cold eyes narrowing seeing the blood coming from your nose, your thrashing slows downs movements rendering sluggish, eyes drifting as if you are losing your focus “Why……please...” your legs gets week as your eyes rolls back as the blood from your nose pour out.
Baek Jeong cross the distance taking you from tae geom hands he lightly swipe the blood off “Get the doctor.” He carry you to the large couch laying you there.
Lee man bae brings the scrawny man and the man himself has his face covered in blood clutching a bloody towel to his face. “Crazy bitch” the man mutters under his breath making Baek Jeong glance at him.
“What?” he sits beside you “Treat her you fucker, if you want to live.” He feels you tugging on his arm glancing down at you he can see your lips moving, leaning down to hear better he hover over you.
“Let me...go…. please.” He sighs peering at your face he cares the side of your face before sitting straight his face is the last thing you see before closing your eyes.
bloo
Mr. Moon and his assistant Su Bo stand outside the door to the massage room 7, he knocks and walking inside once hearing the man from inside voice. Mr. moon slide the door open both him and Su Bo changed their clothes to that of a masseuse.
“Sir, just relax put your arms up.” Mr moon and Su Bo takes the man’s arms and cuff it, Su Bo jumps over the massage table and stand on top of him, pressing the man to the table.
“What the hell, fuckers?” the man grunts as the Su Bo push his neck down to the table.
“What else? It’s a massage. You’d better think twice before fighting back. It wouldn’t be the first time a neck snapped while getting a very firm massage. you get the picture?”
“Fuck you, you fucking bastard.”
Mr. moon chuckles “that’s no way to talk to an adult, you punk. Hey, I’m a pro.” He look down at the wood stick he grabbed from the entrance “I didn’t want to be, but here I am. Why? Because I’m too good.”
He stands up “Dong-yeok, let’s do a routine checkup.”
“Traps”
“Bad”
“Lats. Underwhelming.”
“Spinal erectors. Terrible.”
“But the worst of all is...” Mr. Moon trails off he push the wooden stick to the on his back the man on the table starts to get anxious as he do so. “Your sphincter, you asshole.” He push the stick inside “This is a very sensitive area.” The man underneath cries in pain as he do so “the pain is two or three times worse.” He twists the stick “Look at this. It won’t go in, you bastard.”
“No, stop!” the man yells and Mr. Moon stops
“Now. I’ll be asking you some questions answer me truthfully or you’ll spend the next month in diapers.”
“Question. Who ordered the hit?”
“My boss did.”
“Who is your boss?”
“Du- seong, you’re so fucked now, you fucker.”
“Where could I find Du-seong?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, you don’t know?” Mr. Moon repeats back with suspicious tone. “I’ll give our Dong-Yeok a constipation free life from now on.” Mr. moon continue with the stick “Come on, it’s going in!”
Dong-Yeok cries in pain before confessing “I’m telling the truth” Mr. Moon stops as he sobs “It’s true.” He let go the stick Su Bo holding it from falling off.
“its true.” He cries Mr. Moon sit down on the chair on his head side.
“This bastard’s speaking the truth. Well, do you know who Adik is, then?”
“I know who he is. He was with a guy just a few days ago.”
“Where was it?”
“Adik and this guy with long hair were fighting. They were at a closed subway station. I was only standing there.”
“Who’s this guy with long hair?”
“I have no idea.” He state truthfully.
“No idea?” Mr. Moon stands up
“I really don’t know.” The man panics “I don’t. wait, wait, wait. Who can think with a head pressed like this?”
Mr. Moon sits back down “Su-Bo, he says the pressure’s too strong.”
“All right.” Su-Bo lift his heel from Dong-yeok neck, he gasps for breath turning to Mr. Moon.
“Keep Going.”
“Okey, I took a picture with my phone. it’s not a picture of him, it’s a picture of a watch, he was wearing.” Mr moon takes his phone “It was a fucking expensive one so I took a picture to post on my Instagram.”
Mr. Moon smiles down at him “Ah, you take selfies. How cool. Really” Mr. Moon chuckles “Take a picture of this massage. you can post it too.” His smile falls for a minute.
He lean closer to Dong-yeok “Was there any girl held hostage?”
Dong-Yeok shake his head “I don’t know” Mr. Moon raise his brow at him making him let out frustrated noise “There was this girl, the long hair guy’s girlfriend or something”
“Girlfriend?”
“I don’t know, they fought like one. she wanted to leave but he won’t let her. that all I heard.”
Mr. Moon hums before standing, he slaps on the man’s shoulder before leaving.
Going on small break things are not looking well, hopefully everything sorts out soon. Take care of yourself guys, drink water eat your food and be kind to yourself. Put your health first and don't be afraid to ask help. Everything will be fine i love you all 🤍💙💛.
.→✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. Power imbalance, kidnap, canon violence, blood, death, possesive claims, lack of autonomy (mc), Im baek jeong himself is warning., (author can't see red flag clearly ) complex feelings, toxic relationship/ whatever dynamic they have , unclear feelings
Most important there is allusion of sex in the end, it's open to interpretation but i intend it as consensual.
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You wince when you draw blood your cuticle of your right thumb the constant scrapping over scrapping over your index finger. You look down at the little scarlet dot the skin around the finger is has an angry mark left by your nails, more red dots starts to bloom, even after years of working in a field that introduced you to worse setting yet the sight of blood still makes you uneasy feeling your heart beat out of your chest as the body next you shifts as he open his eyes, the narrow deep set of brown eyes has you sit frozen. His gaze feels predatory even one slight miscalculated move from would have you pinned to the floor.
“Nervous?” his voice is smooth stark contrast of the person of origin. He glance at the scarlet dot sitting before dragging his back to your frame. You nod since there is no pointing in laying when he was always able to see through you from the first moment he saw you, almost three years ago.
You opens the small bag on your lap; one you always have with you a mini first aid inside finding a band aid, he takes it from your hand before you can even pull the packing to stick it on your finger.
He pulls the protective backing taking your finger he wrap the band aid tightly around your finger, almost uncomfortably tight but you don’t voice that letting him do what he please, no one can stop him either so why waste your birth.
You lay your palm on your lap as he lets go though his finger linger around a bit, though it’s not care you are not naïve enough to deluded yourself it as his kindness but it is something darker- authority, possession – control.
The plane lands swiftly yet inside you is the turbulence, its night and devoid of anyone beside the four of you as expected it would be. Tae -Geom glance at your band aid finger as you roll your suitcase, even with the cold wind around sweat accumulate on the side of your neck, he knows what is the reason behind it and for once he too seems nervous for you.
Lee man bae waits outside with a car for all of you, the man bow respectfully at Baek Jeong, he drives you to the stadium where the match is taking place Alan had gone to step up the shoot.
The match had just begun when the three of you arrived at the stadium, the people cheer around you as the three of you walks inside, roars of the fans both of Adik Belov and Kim Geon woo echoes with deafening noise. You not so subtly sit on the other side of Tae- Geom, you had endured a very long flight sitting next Baek Jeong you just needed air to breathe, though both males had caught it yet didn’t comment.
The match starts with Adik taking the lead, knocking Kim Geon woo down with nasty punch, that had you cringe Baek Jeong turns to Tae Geom “What happens if Adik wins?” his hood hiding his face from the crowd.
“He’ll pay you. The prize money will be used to pay off his debt.”
Baek Jeong look annoyed at that “Then why the fuck did I come if I didn’t have to be here?”
“I’ll drag him in no matter what.” Tae geom promises.
“Get that bastard in the fucking cage.”
“Got it.”
Tae geom sits straight beside you as the fight continue you wince again when the Adik land more on the guy Kim Geon Woo, the first round is over with Adik dominating, you cross your legs over another leaning closer watching closely as the round two begins, Kim Geon woo takes the lead you landing good straight punch to Adik that had the man bleeding from his eye, and he goes for another and making you close your eyes in instinct when Geon woo goes to land the next just as the bell rings, he does not hit making the crowd cheer his name at the display of his sportsman ship sprit.
Baek Jeong glance around as the crowd hail Kim Geon Woo’s name while you dread the looming weight of what will happen after this match. Adik glance around the crowd finding you three, his fear in his eye mirror yours too, the cause is also the same man sitting on the same row as you.
The third round begins and is over just as quickly as Kim Geon woo shuffle across and lands left hook onto Adik’s side; he falls unable to stand up by himself as the bell rings when times run out.
The commentator announce Kim Geon woo as the new WBC super-middleweight champion, the crowd cheers as they celebrate, you hang your head down hearing a sigh from beside you Tae Geom as he standing up to walk down to get Adik.
Baek Jeong huffs his hands in his hoodie pocket the two of you walks out the arena to the parking lot.
He opens the driver’s side of the car’s door closing again when he feels you stand behind without getting inside “What?”
Your hand fists beside you “I have something important to say.” He narrow his eyes at you walking closer to you.
He looks down at nose to you making you wants to step away from his vanity “It can wait, I’m sure it’s nothing important.” Something in his tone makes you wonder if he already knows, the only person you told your concern was Tae Geom on frantic rant few months ago, but he didn’t talk about it with you again.
“Now get in.”
You nod shakily walking hastily to the passenger side of the car, the car stops outside a metro station, a guy usher the two of you inside through a door to a place where the step for the stream had been set up.
Baek Jeong sits on his chair as you prep the medical kit he takes of his watch leaning back on the chair, he seems relatively clam you turns to him thinking of approaching the man with your reasoning, you have been trying more moths yet every time you do so something prevent that and more of than not he brush you off which made you paranoid and sacred too at the possibility that he knows that you want leave but he doesn’t want to let you go even if your debt was paid back long time ago.
“What is that you thinking?” Baek Jeong voice makes you startled breaking the chain of your thoughts as he stands up taking off his hoodie, his knuckles are already wrapped.
He throw the jacket to the chair reading your every moment you let a nervous chuckle “Uhm, I wanted to talk about my debt.”
“What about it?” he questions walking towards you.
You cross your arm over your chest “Well, I paid right, and I want to leave.” You shake your head “I don’t want to do this anymore.”
He hums standing in front of you “Did I say you leave?” his voice is even yet still dangerous.
You frown brows furrowed “You did. I paid what I own you, and I can’t do this anymore.” You voice starts to raise than even the guy who guarding both of you at the front glance back at both of you.
“I don’t remember that though.” He muses “What I do remember is saving you when you killed the resident Docter of the hospital you worked at.”
Your eyes narrow at his taunting both of you know why you did what you did, but at end of the day it was murder no matter what was your reasoning.
“I will leave.”
He scoff at that his hand coming to wrap around your neck in swift movement not tighten enough to cut the air flow but heavy enough to remind you he can snap it if he wants to. “Did I save your life, give you the money. Is this how you repay?”
You close your eyes looking away from him, he grab your chin making you look at him forcefully “Did you really think you can leave? You don’t want to cut people up fine” he jerks you closer to him “But if you think you can leave me, you are stupid.” He hiss the words.
“It was funny the first few times you tried, now it’s boring. You are going nowhere.” He pulls you closer his other hand coming to grab your hair making you yelp “Do you understand?”
He looks down at your face clenching his jaw, you can see the look in his eyes the one he has sometimes, the hazy far away look he has before he kissed you but the kisses never goes beyond that few touches that made you feel all sort of thing, even his resistant is a measured display of control, to reinforce that he can do more than but choose not to, making you believe that there is a line that he won’t break, boundaries that are fragile but still posits a symbolic barrier that separates him from you.
He is your both saviour and tormenter.
“Adik is in the cage.” Tae geom voice break his trance.
Your trembling frame relax thankful for his entry as Baek Jeong steps away form you with a sigh his hand gliding through your hair as he pull away. He walks towards the table drowning the drink in one go. Your hand grips at the table behind you.
“Come on, now.” He say your name walking towards the cage, your strides after him with shaky legs, taking the medic kit with you.
Tae Geom pulls you back by your elbow, he looks down at your trembling form his broad almond eyes steady and unblinking.
“You alright?” his voice is quite almost flat tone clam almost detached yet his gaze says otherwise.
You scoff wrenching your hands away from his hold you push him away from you, finger pointed accusingly at his solid chest “Don’t fucking talk to me.” You walks away from him, leaving the male to come to a conclusion that you might have think that he ratted you out, he certainly did not, it might have been Alan who doesn’t need to do much to figure out your plan.
Baek Jeong is stepping inside the ring when you and Tae geom reach there. The camera and lights are all set up for the streaming.
Your lips are set in a grim line as Adik taunts only made Baek Jeong grin widely, his lips stretched evil smile, you sigh watching them fight Baek Jeong has Adik cornered, and he goes for the still sore wound on Adik temple until he bleeds. You close your eyes as he punches the man ferociously on his shoulder until it turn red and broken, Adik kneels on the ground unable to hold himself, disorientated and struggling. You cringe as the sound of bone breaking echoes, beside you Tae geom stands emotionless his hand crossed over his chest.
Adik lose his conscious as Baek Jeong deliver brutal punches after punches, until he take the hits without fighting back before falling on the ground like doll unstable to stand on his feet.
“Camera off.” Baek Jeong says looking down the fall figure of Adik he glance glaring at the camera man breathing heavily “Camera off now.”
The camera man beside you lower his lens as well others as Baek Jeong glare at the other camera man on the side of the ring. He walks over Adik standing over the man before beating him down like a madman. Blood splatters on the ground as he does so, the wide grin on his face back as if he’s savouring the moment with great euphoria.
He stands straight with satisfied look he stands inside the ring as Tae geom open the gate walking inside, you follow him with your bag inside Baek Jeong watches as you crouch down near Adik without opening your bag and taking out the equipment, you quickly check his carotid pulse, a visible relief leaves as you feel the slight beat under his skin.
You goes to open your bag to when Baek Jeong strides over you, standing over your crouched form “You don’t want to this anymore right?”
Pausing what you are doing, slowly glancing up him with tint of hope in your eyes a shaky nod leaves you he hums. “Deal with him properly.” He says looking at Tae geom, the man behind you nods.
He glance down at you letting out an amused chuckle “You don’t have to then, but you’re still not leaving.”
He walks out the ring leaving seething you behind, you shove everything back inside huffing you stand up. Tae geom follows the two of you the room where Alan is.
“How much did I make?” Baek Jeong ask drowning another drink his knuckles still the white wrap which is now red with blood.
“Twelve times more than before” Alan say sitting in his chair, his headphone still in, everyone in the room looks surprised at the large amount even Baek Jeong, he walks over the screen, looking at the numbers his lips tugging at corner.
He turns to Tae geom who standing in front of you “bring me the one who beat the idiot.” He demands, you have to hold back from rolling your eyes at his greed but ever the loyal enforcer of Baek Jeong, Tae geom nods dutifully walking away.
Baek Jeong take of his wraps of his knuckles his eyes flicker up to yours “Let go eat.” He take the green hoodie putting it on, he walks ahead and you follow behind.
Tae geom is talking with Man Bae as the two of you walks by, the latter looks at the two of you with a questioning glint.
“Who is she?”
Tae geom put the knife back his eyes narrowing at his question “Just a medical assistant.”
“doesn’t look like though.” Man bae chuckles.
“Don’t put your head in place it doesn’t belong.”
Baek Jeong sits with hood on across from you in restaurant in a crowded market, the man doesn’t speak as you order food for both you the restaurant itself is crowded with people, students, a group of guys and couples even some old people chatter around you, all enjoying their food and time as the day comes to an end. Their tables were lively as they chatter among themselves smiles on their face, even playful batter and arguments can be heard.
Your table is silent and less lively compared to those around you, the red lantern with flower pattern hung over the table making only Baek Jeong lower half of his face visible, you internally sigh as you pretend it eat, the food always felt tasteless with him around but you have learned to hide your resentment fairly well, unless his pushing gets the best of you.
He doesn’t seem to care though, as he feast on both the food and your fear he occasionally look up from his food to cast you cold gaze that made you eat obediently and that makes the food taste worse.
You see a group of friends eating they are in their works clothes, they share the food around the table exclaiming at the taste and talk among them, glimpse of your past life flashes across your vision.
The four of you is sitting on a small dumpling place that hidden from the tedious grandeur of the city, a place where you shared so many found memories with wonderful people, sitting across from each other complaining about how shitty life is, dreams, desires and promises that still unfulfilled, all four having different demons to deal with, yet the four of you find solace in each other, on the same place where everything changed for better or worse you still don’t know, where you thought you finally escaped from your demon only to find yourself caught with another more dangerous demon.
A chair being scrapped on the floor near you, grounds you back to the current reality, blinking you see Tae geom sits down next to Baek Jeong, you didn’t even hear him come in lost in the past, looking up at the latter who is already has his gaze eyes pinned on you making you quickly avert your eye to your food.
Tae geom order food for him, and for the most part him being around the two you help you ease your mind since you don’t have to endure the looming presence of Baek Jeong alone, yet it is clear Tae geom is loyal to the man but it comforting when you are not alone with him. It’s ironic how once you cling on to the same man when you thought he was your saviour but he was always been the wolf – cleaver predator, dominating, ruthless down to his every bone.
“Got everything on him?”
Tae geom nods “Kim Geon Woo, very skilled boxer people loves him, lives with him mother and coach Hong Woo Jin, a former boxer.”
“Well off now?” Baek Jeong asks again Tae geom nods “One billion will do.”
“Yes, sir.” Tae nods his food arrive the three of you sit in dull silence
The next was surprisingly quite, you are advised to stay inside the pent house since there is nothing you need to do, Tae geom is busy with the getting the money for the bargain with Kim geon woo when you came out your bedroom, While Baek Jeong was watching every fight that Kim geon woo win while Alan prepared for the stream editing one the Geon woo photo to match the aesthetic of IKFC.
When the night came everything was set the money is ready, plan has been set in motion you are laying in your bed room when the door swings open Baek Jeong steps inside he’s dressed for the night, big fur coat already thrown on his frame.
“Don’t do anything stupid.” He state watching you sit up hastily pulling a pillow closer to you “pack your things too, after this stream we are leaving.” He adds before leaving without a word.
The door shuts with a thud and you throw the pillow at it in frustration, falling back to the bed staring at the white celling for few minutes, you sit up tip toeing to the door quietly, you press your ear against the door hear nothing, opening the door you walks out of the room, peeking inside every room exhaling when you find no one, its rare that you are truly left alone.
You go back to your room change your clothes grabbing your coat you take a small duffle bag and put some clothes, and the stash of cash you been collecting for emergency along with essential documents are pushed down to the bag, you glance at the plugged phone on the table consider it taking but leaves it behind, you won’t put it pass him that he already had Alan tracking the device.
Pulling the cap over your head you stand by the front door hands reaching out hovering over the handle you close your eye opening the door it clicks and the door opens; you let out astonished laugh.
You turn back to the pent house throwing two middle fingers you rush out the hallway, you take the elevator, hiding your face when you notice the camera. You get out the building you look around the surrounding finding no one suspicious lingering, you pull your scarf tight around your neck blending in the crowd, getting outside of the city where he has everyone to help is bad idea, you will have to take bus and get far away from here as soon as possible also stay in crowded place where his men won’t try to harm you especially since its night.
Baek Jeong and Tae geom are standing outside of Geon Woo’s house as the latter lies to Geon Woo’s mother to let them in which he succeed as she let them in believing his lies easily. Outside the house Alan sits in the car with Lee man bae, he gets the alert in his device the motion alert in the pent house opening he checks the live footage of the pent house and finds nothing but you walking around the pent house he then go back to his game.
Lee man bae watches Geon Woo and Woo Jin arrive in their car outside the house, he turn on the signal blocking device as they goes inside the house, checking his phone to make sure it worked.
Geun woo and woo jin frown seeing the men shoes they rush inside as their mom welcome them, she carries a tray of drinking Woo jin asks her to go inside as they two turns to the two unfamiliar men sitting inside their living room.
“Don’t bother being brave. Take a seat.” Baek Jeong says his cold eyes staring down at Geun woo. “I said sit.” He repeats again his brow rising slightly when both of them refuse to do so.
Tae Geom stands up “Sit down and let’s talk.” He state his voice and face emotionless.
“Who are you?” Geun woo ask turning to Tae geom.
“I’m running a boxing champion called the IKFC.” Baek Jeong announce still sitting like he own the house, a prideful tone in his words as he says so. “I want you. You should join my league.” He adds offering it like it is his kindness.
Geun woo turns to Woo jin who subtly show his disagreement he turns to Baek Jeong “I know nothing about this league.” He reasons without out rightly stating he disinterest.
“You wouldn’t know because it’s very private.” Baek Jeong evenly explain before Tae Geom continues.
“Private and successful, with a membership of four million worldwide.”
“You’d be a great addiction to my roster.” Baek Jeong says with slight triumph smile on his face
“Sounds like a made-up nonsense.” Woo Jin speak up, exasperated look on his face they turns to him “IKFC, it’s a chicken place? We don’t do fights with chickens.” His taunts has Baek Jeong lean forward.
Baek Jeong Jaw clenches but he refrain turning to Geun Woo “What did you make fighting Adik? Hundred million? Two hundred million won? In IKFC, one match will pay you ten billion. Ten billion won.”
Tae geom place the bag on the table and opens it up showing them the stack of money “A billion just to accept.”
“Geun woo, if you get hurt boxing, you’ll be a cripple for life. I know too many guys who got fucked. Make the dough while you can. Hmm?” Baek Jeong words are calculated and measured coating it with faux understanding and concern to lure Geun woo in to his grasp. “Just fight one match. The upcoming event. Your money worries will disappear.”
Geun woo still hesitate pondering his choices and Baek Jeong false promise and try as might Baek Jeong patience starts to flatters his mask slipping already he had been feeling antsy ever since he left the apartment.
“With that much fucking money, who in your family would even have to work?” Baek Jeong use his weakness “You would take care of everybody.” Geun woo glance at Woo Jin as Baek Jung’s words starts to cloud his judgment. “Just one match.”
“For fuck’s sake.” Baek Jeong rub his temple aggravated at the lack of response from quite Geun woo. “Hey, an extra five billion if you win? Hmm?”
Both Woojin and Geun woo looks utterly in disbelief at the huge offer “fifteen Billion!” Woo jin muses shocked.
Baek Jeong turns hearing the rushed footsteps of Geun Woo’s mother she takes Geun Woo’s wrist in her hands “Who wants that much money? They said they were your friends from the gym. That’s why I let them in. what kind of people who lies so easily have money that’s clean?” dirty money always comes with a price, Geun woo.” Her words has her sons nodding subtly.
Tae Geom stands readily when the woman turns to them “You have to go now and leave our house”
“Hey ma’am” Baek Jeong chuckles humourlessly his gaze and word turning cold “Shut your fucking mouth.”
Woo Jin lets out a scoff moving to throw the money out when the front door opens again, making the three residents of the house turns to the green haired man stumbling in. he doesn’t mind them going straight to Baek Jeong crouching down to whisper something that has Baek Jeong jaw lock, his glare intensify as he stands up, he curse softly taking out the phone he walks out the house
Tae Geom frown having caught Alan informing them that you run out the pent house he takes the bag following his boss who stops at the threshold turning to the family “Everyone always gives me what I want. And I always get what I want.”
“You and I are gonna fight together.” With that he leaves Tae Geom and Alan following behind.
Baek Jeong shut the door forcefully “Where is she now?” he hiss out the word Alan shows his screen the live footage of you entering a bus transport station plays on the screen he lets out chuckles he find amusing instead of being upset.
“Should I tell them to bring her back?” Alan asks Baek Jeong shake his head.
“I will do that myself.” He turns to Tae Geom nodding at the man he drives to your current location.
You find a seat in the middle row of the bus sitting down with the your bag in your lap, taking off the hat and scarf you let yourself breath leaning back on the seat with a loud exhale, you found out outside the city in semi urban village a festive is taking place, that would be perfect there is no camera, no need for digital foot print that would trace back to you, there you would be safe. When the bus starts you close your eyes letting yourself relax.
When you open your eyes, you are already past the major city the bus only have passed major city now its all hills and rural scenery and empty road it seems like you have slept a little, rummaging through you find a bottle of water you brought just when you about drink it the bus stops right out the tunnel that would take you to your destination, the water spills all over your jacket making you frown, you put the cap back taking off the wet jacket you frown as the drive curse at whoever at the front caused the bus to stop. The passengers who also woke up starts to grumble at sudden stop.
You stand up walking towards the front with few curious passengers, pushing past few your blood run cold seeing a familiar black car in the front of the bus right on the entrance of the tunnel. You feel like crying as the driver steps out bus telling the driver to move.
Baek Junk steps out from the back seat, you step out the bus the car move out of its way the bus driver mumbles you think he’s asking you are coming or not when you don’t respond the guy curse you out too but you can’t hear nothing as he bus takes off Baek Jeong doesn’t do anything he stands with his hand in his pocket the large coat has swallow his figure, as the bus passed the headlight shined on his face, a fucking grin on his face at your poor attempt to leave him. His stance has you shaking with anger hand clenched into a fist.
Baek Jeong tsk shaking his head at you, Tae geom join his side, Alan pop his head out the window wave at you as if you are friends.
Baek Jeong take step forward that seems to trigger you as you took off running directionless with the only goal inside your head is get away from the man, your tears starts to come when you hear steps just behind you. You push yourself to run faster before you know you are caught.
Tae Geom had run after you soon caught up just behind you, pulling you to him by grabbing your top, he wrap his arm around your waist lifting your feet of the ground swing you, you scream as he hold you close to him you step on his foot with your boot harshly he wince but doesn’t let go making you swing your elbow to his side he grunt hissing at you to stop. You turn to look back at Baek Jeong seeing him walks over the two of you makes you fight against Tae Geom furiously you throw your head back hitting him the nose that makes him loose his grip on your using the moment you break of his hold before continuing to run panting heavily as you look back once Tae Geom shakes off the hit and starts to run after you again.
Your eyes widen seeing the knife in his hand, he quickly catch to you as he throw himself over you making the two of you fall on the ground, your face hit hard on the road you can feel your skin bleed Tae geom hover over you straddling you he flips you his frantic eyes takes in your pained look, frowning at the hot blood pour out of the side of your face.
Baek Jeong footsteps near the two of you making you frantic again.
Tae Geom mumble something under his breath before hitting your temple with the back of the knife making you slowly lose your consciousness.
Baek Jeong stand over the two you “Not only did you run after and you knocked her out.”
Tae Geom stands up “Sorry sir.” Baek Jeong glance at him with warning, he backs up walking towards the car.
Baek Jeong turns your head towards him, finger reaching out to touch the blood on your face “Is this enough or do you need more lesson?” he ponders looking down at your body he tsks pulling your up and throwing you over his shoulder as the car stops near him.
A throbbing pain on the side of you face has you moan in your sleep as you wake up, blinking few times you register the familiar white celling. You sit up, hand reaching up to touch the side of your face you feel the band aid on your skin, you are in your earlier clothes with brings you a little comfort but your feet and calf muscles burns slightly.
Sitting up you realize even though the celling looks familiar the room you’re in is not yours its fancier and more polished, the pillow covers are fluffed up the sheets are pristine and black yours was green the last time you checked standing up you accidently bumps into the table near, all too familiar expensive watch sits there you take it almost wish it to throw it against the wall.
You see fresh clothes that’s unquestionably not yours sits on the chair beside you the message is clear, and the dried blood clinging to your skin need through scrubbing when every fibre inside you wants to defiant as act of sense of self, now you are on very thin ice, you look at the clothes before walking towards the door you open the door or try do again to be more precisely, the door remains locked, Yes very thin ice it is, you huff walking back to the chair to with a bittersweet feeling you pick up the clothes walking into the shower.
Baek Jeong along with Tae Geom and man bae turns to the door across the room hearing the handle giggle from tugging on the other side.
Baek Jeong sighs going back to glancing at the photos of convicts that hold grudges against Geun woo. He choose one and slide it over the table to Man bae. “This one.”
The smile at his choice “The one I would’ve picked. There’s a security company I always use whenever I have VIPs visiting from abroad. The founders are former presidential security agents, which means thorough. But recently, their sales director and their CEO had a falling out. By default, their hired hands haven’t been paid for a very long time.”
“So what?” Baek Jeong demands already not liking how much he’s spending money to get the convict out, and he knows man like Man Bae lust after money because he himself is one of him.
“There is small risk of things not going our way. Well, especially because gangsters and ex-cons are tough. So, in case Ms. Yoon gets hurst, things could get really messy, which isn’t what we want. So, I recommend we use them. Even if it costs a little more extra.”
Baek Jeong rub his temple looking at the coy man with slight irritated look on his face “Shit, another way to get extra funds? Just handle it.”
“During jobs like these there are all sorts of variable that might happen. That why you should go with a bloodhound who has our back. That the golden rule when I’m working. “ Man Bae reasons.
Baek Jeong fix him with threatening look “No mistake.”
Man bae nods “thanks for the payment.”
Tae Geom and Man bae leaves the pent house they wait for the elevator to comes Tae geom hands a paper with list of few items written “Will you get these for me?”
“There is no reason to go this far sergeant Yeon.” Man bae reassure with a chuckle.
“I need to be ready, Mr. Lee.” Tae geom state his tone easy and mocking almost.
“You can trust me.” Man bae pushes.
“This is just basic due diligence.”
Lee man bae gives him a faux smile as he leaves and Tae geom returns inside the pent house he sees Alan still on the living room playing on his phone while Baek Jeong is nowhere to find, his drink is unfinished sit in his white mug on the table, Tae Geom glance at the closed door warily.
When you come out the shower drying your hair Baek Jeong is sitting inside the room on the bed he is wearing oversized faux fur aviator jacket of black and dark grey underneath the jacket a white ribbed tank top with wide legged wool pants he lift his head when you come out. He stands up walking over you.
Baek Jeong stand in front of you “No where to run now, hmm?” he grab your chin turning your head to side look at the bruised skin.
He hums slightly pressing down on the skin there making you wince closing your eyes expecting for the worse he pull his hand away taking your towel from his hand away from you to throw it on the ground.
“You don’t get your own room form now.” He state firmly seeing you glance at the door with a hopeful look that had him furrow his brow at your audacity.
He grabs the back of your neck “You are lucky, but I won’t push too much again.” His eyes darken jerking you to look at him “You belong to me, get it through your head. understand?”
You nod after a beat; he pull you closer his nose touching yours “Words.”
“I understand.” You mumble making him hum his other hand lay on your face while the one your neck rub the skin there.
“Didn’t I give you everything” his voice drop the low soft one he always used when he wants coos you out of your stubborn, his hand glide down to your waist while one stays on your neck. You nod though he took away your freedom and freewill but you’re wise enough not to break the delusional narrative that build himself.
“Then let’s not make any mistake from now on.” He looks down at you his eyes dark and hazy he press his lips against yours his breath huffing into your mouth angrily hands grabbing on to your body pulling you closer. It doesn’t matter if you didn’t respond as long as you don’t turn away your head away, he tugs you closer until its physically impossible for any space to exists between the two of you, and you always find yourself unable to move away mix of fear and the small part of you who still consider him as your saviour has you immovable.
He groan into your mouth, shrugging off the Jacket and pushing you to the bed all while not breaking from your lips he hover over your form, he pulls away from your lips kissing down the exposed damped skin of your neck with an insatiable fervour, his hand grips your thighs caressing it over the cloth, his teeth scrap the skin making you turn you head he grunt at that his other hand sneaking under the his top you wearing rough hand pressing down on the soft flesh.
You glance up the celling hands coming to lay on the broad shoulders of his, you close your eyes wistfully hoping the man in your arms wasn’t this ruthless. Preparing for the all too familiar game of play pretended as you always do.
.→✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. Power imbalance, kidnap, canon violence, blood, death, possesive claims, lack of autonomy (mc), Im baek jeong himself is warning., (author can't see red flag clearly ) complex feelings, toxic relationship/ whatever dynamic they have , unclear feelings
Most important there is allusion of sex in the end, it's open to interpretation but i intend it as consensual.
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You wince when you draw blood your cuticle of your right thumb the constant scrapping over scrapping over your index finger. You look down at the little scarlet dot the skin around the finger is has an angry mark left by your nails, more red dots starts to bloom, even after years of working in a field that introduced you to worse setting yet the sight of blood still makes you uneasy feeling your heart beat out of your chest as the body next you shifts as he open his eyes, the narrow deep set of brown eyes has you sit frozen. His gaze feels predatory even one slight miscalculated move from would have you pinned to the floor.
“Nervous?” his voice is smooth stark contrast of the person of origin. He glance at the scarlet dot sitting before dragging his back to your frame. You nod since there is no pointing in laying when he was always able to see through you from the first moment he saw you, almost three years ago.
You opens the small bag on your lap; one you always have with you a mini first aid inside finding a band aid, he takes it from your hand before you can even pull the packing to stick it on your finger.
He pulls the protective backing taking your finger he wrap the band aid tightly around your finger, almost uncomfortably tight but you don’t voice that letting him do what he please, no one can stop him either so why waste your birth.
You lay your palm on your lap as he lets go though his finger linger around a bit, though it’s not care you are not naïve enough to deluded yourself it as his kindness but it is something darker- authority, possession – control.
The plane lands swiftly yet inside you is the turbulence, its night and devoid of anyone beside the four of you as expected it would be. Tae -Geom glance at your band aid finger as you roll your suitcase, even with the cold wind around sweat accumulate on the side of your neck, he knows what is the reason behind it and for once he too seems nervous for you.
Lee man bae waits outside with a car for all of you, the man bow respectfully at Baek Jeong, he drives you to the stadium where the match is taking place Alan had gone to step up the shoot.
The match had just begun when the three of you arrived at the stadium, the people cheer around you as the three of you walks inside, roars of the fans both of Adik Belov and Kim Geon woo echoes with deafening noise. You not so subtly sit on the other side of Tae- Geom, you had endured a very long flight sitting next Baek Jeong you just needed air to breathe, though both males had caught it yet didn’t comment.
The match starts with Adik taking the lead, knocking Kim Geon woo down with nasty punch, that had you cringe Baek Jeong turns to Tae Geom “What happens if Adik wins?” his hood hiding his face from the crowd.
“He’ll pay you. The prize money will be used to pay off his debt.”
Baek Jeong look annoyed at that “Then why the fuck did I come if I didn’t have to be here?”
“I’ll drag him in no matter what.” Tae geom promises.
“Get that bastard in the fucking cage.”
“Got it.”
Tae geom sits straight beside you as the fight continue you wince again when the Adik land more on the guy Kim Geon Woo, the first round is over with Adik dominating, you cross your legs over another leaning closer watching closely as the round two begins, Kim Geon woo takes the lead you landing good straight punch to Adik that had the man bleeding from his eye, and he goes for another and making you close your eyes in instinct when Geon woo goes to land the next just as the bell rings, he does not hit making the crowd cheer his name at the display of his sportsman ship sprit.
Baek Jeong glance around as the crowd hail Kim Geon Woo’s name while you dread the looming weight of what will happen after this match. Adik glance around the crowd finding you three, his fear in his eye mirror yours too, the cause is also the same man sitting on the same row as you.
The third round begins and is over just as quickly as Kim Geon woo shuffle across and lands left hook onto Adik’s side; he falls unable to stand up by himself as the bell rings when times run out.
The commentator announce Kim Geon woo as the new WBC super-middleweight champion, the crowd cheers as they celebrate, you hang your head down hearing a sigh from beside you Tae Geom as he standing up to walk down to get Adik.
Baek Jeong huffs his hands in his hoodie pocket the two of you walks out the arena to the parking lot.
He opens the driver’s side of the car’s door closing again when he feels you stand behind without getting inside “What?”
Your hand fists beside you “I have something important to say.” He narrow his eyes at you walking closer to you.
He looks down at nose to you making you wants to step away from his vanity “It can wait, I’m sure it’s nothing important.” Something in his tone makes you wonder if he already knows, the only person you told your concern was Tae Geom on frantic rant few months ago, but he didn’t talk about it with you again.
“Now get in.”
You nod shakily walking hastily to the passenger side of the car, the car stops outside a metro station, a guy usher the two of you inside through a door to a place where the step for the stream had been set up.
Baek Jeong sits on his chair as you prep the medical kit he takes of his watch leaning back on the chair, he seems relatively clam you turns to him thinking of approaching the man with your reasoning, you have been trying more moths yet every time you do so something prevent that and more of than not he brush you off which made you paranoid and sacred too at the possibility that he knows that you want leave but he doesn’t want to let you go even if your debt was paid back long time ago.
“What is that you thinking?” Baek Jeong voice makes you startled breaking the chain of your thoughts as he stands up taking off his hoodie, his knuckles are already wrapped.
He throw the jacket to the chair reading your every moment you let a nervous chuckle “Uhm, I wanted to talk about my debt.”
“What about it?” he questions walking towards you.
You cross your arm over your chest “Well, I paid right, and I want to leave.” You shake your head “I don’t want to do this anymore.”
He hums standing in front of you “Did I say you leave?” his voice is even yet still dangerous.
You frown brows furrowed “You did. I paid what I own you, and I can’t do this anymore.” You voice starts to raise than even the guy who guarding both of you at the front glance back at both of you.
“I don’t remember that though.” He muses “What I do remember is saving you when you killed the resident Docter of the hospital you worked at.”
Your eyes narrow at his taunting both of you know why you did what you did, but at end of the day it was murder no matter what was your reasoning.
“I will leave.”
He scoff at that his hand coming to wrap around your neck in swift movement not tighten enough to cut the air flow but heavy enough to remind you he can snap it if he wants to. “Did I save your life, give you the money. Is this how you repay?”
You close your eyes looking away from him, he grab your chin making you look at him forcefully “Did you really think you can leave? You don’t want to cut people up fine” he jerks you closer to him “But if you think you can leave me, you are stupid.” He hiss the words.
“It was funny the first few times you tried, now it’s boring. You are going nowhere.” He pulls you closer his other hand coming to grab your hair making you yelp “Do you understand?”
He looks down at your face clenching his jaw, you can see the look in his eyes the one he has sometimes, the hazy far away look he has before he kissed you but the kisses never goes beyond that few touches that made you feel all sort of thing, even his resistant is a measured display of control, to reinforce that he can do more than but choose not to, making you believe that there is a line that he won’t break, boundaries that are fragile but still posits a symbolic barrier that separates him from you.
He is your both saviour and tormenter.
“Adik is in the cage.” Tae geom voice break his trance.
Your trembling frame relax thankful for his entry as Baek Jeong steps away form you with a sigh his hand gliding through your hair as he pull away. He walks towards the table drowning the drink in one go. Your hand grips at the table behind you.
“Come on, now.” He say your name walking towards the cage, your strides after him with shaky legs, taking the medic kit with you.
Tae Geom pulls you back by your elbow, he looks down at your trembling form his broad almond eyes steady and unblinking.
“You alright?” his voice is quite almost flat tone clam almost detached yet his gaze says otherwise.
You scoff wrenching your hands away from his hold you push him away from you, finger pointed accusingly at his solid chest “Don’t fucking talk to me.” You walks away from him, leaving the male to come to a conclusion that you might have think that he ratted you out, he certainly did not, it might have been Alan who doesn’t need to do much to figure out your plan.
Baek Jeong is stepping inside the ring when you and Tae geom reach there. The camera and lights are all set up for the streaming.
Your lips are set in a grim line as Adik taunts only made Baek Jeong grin widely, his lips stretched evil smile, you sigh watching them fight Baek Jeong has Adik cornered, and he goes for the still sore wound on Adik temple until he bleeds. You close your eyes as he punches the man ferociously on his shoulder until it turn red and broken, Adik kneels on the ground unable to hold himself, disorientated and struggling. You cringe as the sound of bone breaking echoes, beside you Tae geom stands emotionless his hand crossed over his chest.
Adik lose his conscious as Baek Jeong deliver brutal punches after punches, until he take the hits without fighting back before falling on the ground like doll unstable to stand on his feet.
“Camera off.” Baek Jeong says looking down the fall figure of Adik he glance glaring at the camera man breathing heavily “Camera off now.”
The camera man beside you lower his lens as well others as Baek Jeong glare at the other camera man on the side of the ring. He walks over Adik standing over the man before beating him down like a madman. Blood splatters on the ground as he does so, the wide grin on his face back as if he’s savouring the moment with great euphoria.
He stands straight with satisfied look he stands inside the ring as Tae geom open the gate walking inside, you follow him with your bag inside Baek Jeong watches as you crouch down near Adik without opening your bag and taking out the equipment, you quickly check his carotid pulse, a visible relief leaves as you feel the slight beat under his skin.
You goes to open your bag to when Baek Jeong strides over you, standing over your crouched form “You don’t want to this anymore right?”
Pausing what you are doing, slowly glancing up him with tint of hope in your eyes a shaky nod leaves you he hums. “Deal with him properly.” He says looking at Tae geom, the man behind you nods.
He glance down at you letting out an amused chuckle “You don’t have to then, but you’re still not leaving.”
He walks out the ring leaving seething you behind, you shove everything back inside huffing you stand up. Tae geom follows the two of you the room where Alan is.
“How much did I make?” Baek Jeong ask drowning another drink his knuckles still the white wrap which is now red with blood.
“Twelve times more than before” Alan say sitting in his chair, his headphone still in, everyone in the room looks surprised at the large amount even Baek Jeong, he walks over the screen, looking at the numbers his lips tugging at corner.
He turns to Tae geom who standing in front of you “bring me the one who beat the idiot.” He demands, you have to hold back from rolling your eyes at his greed but ever the loyal enforcer of Baek Jeong, Tae geom nods dutifully walking away.
Baek Jeong take of his wraps of his knuckles his eyes flicker up to yours “Let go eat.” He take the green hoodie putting it on, he walks ahead and you follow behind.
Tae geom is talking with Man Bae as the two of you walks by, the latter looks at the two of you with a questioning glint.
“Who is she?”
Tae geom put the knife back his eyes narrowing at his question “Just a medical assistant.”
“doesn’t look like though.” Man bae chuckles.
“Don’t put your head in place it doesn’t belong.”
Baek Jeong sits with hood on across from you in restaurant in a crowded market, the man doesn’t speak as you order food for both you the restaurant itself is crowded with people, students, a group of guys and couples even some old people chatter around you, all enjoying their food and time as the day comes to an end. Their tables were lively as they chatter among themselves smiles on their face, even playful batter and arguments can be heard.
Your table is silent and less lively compared to those around you, the red lantern with flower pattern hung over the table making only Baek Jeong lower half of his face visible, you internally sigh as you pretend it eat, the food always felt tasteless with him around but you have learned to hide your resentment fairly well, unless his pushing gets the best of you.
He doesn’t seem to care though, as he feast on both the food and your fear he occasionally look up from his food to cast you cold gaze that made you eat obediently and that makes the food taste worse.
You see a group of friends eating they are in their works clothes, they share the food around the table exclaiming at the taste and talk among them, glimpse of your past life flashes across your vision.
The four of you is sitting on a small dumpling place that hidden from the tedious grandeur of the city, a place where you shared so many found memories with wonderful people, sitting across from each other complaining about how shitty life is, dreams, desires and promises that still unfulfilled, all four having different demons to deal with, yet the four of you find solace in each other, on the same place where everything changed for better or worse you still don’t know, where you thought you finally escaped from your demon only to find yourself caught with another more dangerous demon.
A chair being scrapped on the floor near you, grounds you back to the current reality, blinking you see Tae geom sits down next to Baek Jeong, you didn’t even hear him come in lost in the past, looking up at the latter who is already has his gaze eyes pinned on you making you quickly avert your eye to your food.
Tae geom order food for him, and for the most part him being around the two you help you ease your mind since you don’t have to endure the looming presence of Baek Jeong alone, yet it is clear Tae geom is loyal to the man but it comforting when you are not alone with him. It’s ironic how once you cling on to the same man when you thought he was your saviour but he was always been the wolf – cleaver predator, dominating, ruthless down to his every bone.
“Got everything on him?”
Tae geom nods “Kim Geon Woo, very skilled boxer people loves him, lives with him mother and coach Hong Woo Jin, a former boxer.”
“Well off now?” Baek Jeong asks again Tae geom nods “One billion will do.”
“Yes, sir.” Tae nods his food arrive the three of you sit in dull silence
The next was surprisingly quite, you are advised to stay inside the pent house since there is nothing you need to do, Tae geom is busy with the getting the money for the bargain with Kim geon woo when you came out your bedroom, While Baek Jeong was watching every fight that Kim geon woo win while Alan prepared for the stream editing one the Geon woo photo to match the aesthetic of IKFC.
When the night came everything was set the money is ready, plan has been set in motion you are laying in your bed room when the door swings open Baek Jeong steps inside he’s dressed for the night, big fur coat already thrown on his frame.
“Don’t do anything stupid.” He state watching you sit up hastily pulling a pillow closer to you “pack your things too, after this stream we are leaving.” He adds before leaving without a word.
The door shuts with a thud and you throw the pillow at it in frustration, falling back to the bed staring at the white celling for few minutes, you sit up tip toeing to the door quietly, you press your ear against the door hear nothing, opening the door you walks out of the room, peeking inside every room exhaling when you find no one, its rare that you are truly left alone.
You go back to your room change your clothes grabbing your coat you take a small duffle bag and put some clothes, and the stash of cash you been collecting for emergency along with essential documents are pushed down to the bag, you glance at the plugged phone on the table consider it taking but leaves it behind, you won’t put it pass him that he already had Alan tracking the device.
Pulling the cap over your head you stand by the front door hands reaching out hovering over the handle you close your eye opening the door it clicks and the door opens; you let out astonished laugh.
You turn back to the pent house throwing two middle fingers you rush out the hallway, you take the elevator, hiding your face when you notice the camera. You get out the building you look around the surrounding finding no one suspicious lingering, you pull your scarf tight around your neck blending in the crowd, getting outside of the city where he has everyone to help is bad idea, you will have to take bus and get far away from here as soon as possible also stay in crowded place where his men won’t try to harm you especially since its night.
Baek Jeong and Tae geom are standing outside of Geon Woo’s house as the latter lies to Geon Woo’s mother to let them in which he succeed as she let them in believing his lies easily. Outside the house Alan sits in the car with Lee man bae, he gets the alert in his device the motion alert in the pent house opening he checks the live footage of the pent house and finds nothing but you walking around the pent house he then go back to his game.
Lee man bae watches Geon Woo and Woo Jin arrive in their car outside the house, he turn on the signal blocking device as they goes inside the house, checking his phone to make sure it worked.
Geun woo and woo jin frown seeing the men shoes they rush inside as their mom welcome them, she carries a tray of drinking Woo jin asks her to go inside as they two turns to the two unfamiliar men sitting inside their living room.
“Don’t bother being brave. Take a seat.” Baek Jeong says his cold eyes staring down at Geun woo. “I said sit.” He repeats again his brow rising slightly when both of them refuse to do so.
Tae Geom stands up “Sit down and let’s talk.” He state his voice and face emotionless.
“Who are you?” Geun woo ask turning to Tae geom.
“I’m running a boxing champion called the IKFC.” Baek Jeong announce still sitting like he own the house, a prideful tone in his words as he says so. “I want you. You should join my league.” He adds offering it like it is his kindness.
Geun woo turns to Woo jin who subtly show his disagreement he turns to Baek Jeong “I know nothing about this league.” He reasons without out rightly stating he disinterest.
“You wouldn’t know because it’s very private.” Baek Jeong evenly explain before Tae Geom continues.
“Private and successful, with a membership of four million worldwide.”
“You’d be a great addiction to my roster.” Baek Jeong says with slight triumph smile on his face
“Sounds like a made-up nonsense.” Woo Jin speak up, exasperated look on his face they turns to him “IKFC, it’s a chicken place? We don’t do fights with chickens.” His taunts has Baek Jeong lean forward.
Baek Jeong Jaw clenches but he refrain turning to Geun Woo “What did you make fighting Adik? Hundred million? Two hundred million won? In IKFC, one match will pay you ten billion. Ten billion won.”
Tae geom place the bag on the table and opens it up showing them the stack of money “A billion just to accept.”
“Geun woo, if you get hurt boxing, you’ll be a cripple for life. I know too many guys who got fucked. Make the dough while you can. Hmm?” Baek Jeong words are calculated and measured coating it with faux understanding and concern to lure Geun woo in to his grasp. “Just fight one match. The upcoming event. Your money worries will disappear.”
Geun woo still hesitate pondering his choices and Baek Jeong false promise and try as might Baek Jeong patience starts to flatters his mask slipping already he had been feeling antsy ever since he left the apartment.
“With that much fucking money, who in your family would even have to work?” Baek Jeong use his weakness “You would take care of everybody.” Geun woo glance at Woo Jin as Baek Jung’s words starts to cloud his judgment. “Just one match.”
“For fuck’s sake.” Baek Jeong rub his temple aggravated at the lack of response from quite Geun woo. “Hey, an extra five billion if you win? Hmm?”
Both Woojin and Geun woo looks utterly in disbelief at the huge offer “fifteen Billion!” Woo jin muses shocked.
Baek Jeong turns hearing the rushed footsteps of Geun Woo’s mother she takes Geun Woo’s wrist in her hands “Who wants that much money? They said they were your friends from the gym. That’s why I let them in. what kind of people who lies so easily have money that’s clean?” dirty money always comes with a price, Geun woo.” Her words has her sons nodding subtly.
Tae Geom stands readily when the woman turns to them “You have to go now and leave our house”
“Hey ma’am” Baek Jeong chuckles humourlessly his gaze and word turning cold “Shut your fucking mouth.”
Woo Jin lets out a scoff moving to throw the money out when the front door opens again, making the three residents of the house turns to the green haired man stumbling in. he doesn’t mind them going straight to Baek Jeong crouching down to whisper something that has Baek Jeong jaw lock, his glare intensify as he stands up, he curse softly taking out the phone he walks out the house
Tae Geom frown having caught Alan informing them that you run out the pent house he takes the bag following his boss who stops at the threshold turning to the family “Everyone always gives me what I want. And I always get what I want.”
“You and I are gonna fight together.” With that he leaves Tae Geom and Alan following behind.
Baek Jeong shut the door forcefully “Where is she now?” he hiss out the word Alan shows his screen the live footage of you entering a bus transport station plays on the screen he lets out chuckles he find amusing instead of being upset.
“Should I tell them to bring her back?” Alan asks Baek Jeong shake his head.
“I will do that myself.” He turns to Tae Geom nodding at the man he drives to your current location.
You find a seat in the middle row of the bus sitting down with the your bag in your lap, taking off the hat and scarf you let yourself breath leaning back on the seat with a loud exhale, you found out outside the city in semi urban village a festive is taking place, that would be perfect there is no camera, no need for digital foot print that would trace back to you, there you would be safe. When the bus starts you close your eyes letting yourself relax.
When you open your eyes, you are already past the major city the bus only have passed major city now its all hills and rural scenery and empty road it seems like you have slept a little, rummaging through you find a bottle of water you brought just when you about drink it the bus stops right out the tunnel that would take you to your destination, the water spills all over your jacket making you frown, you put the cap back taking off the wet jacket you frown as the drive curse at whoever at the front caused the bus to stop. The passengers who also woke up starts to grumble at sudden stop.
You stand up walking towards the front with few curious passengers, pushing past few your blood run cold seeing a familiar black car in the front of the bus right on the entrance of the tunnel. You feel like crying as the driver steps out bus telling the driver to move.
Baek Junk steps out from the back seat, you step out the bus the car move out of its way the bus driver mumbles you think he’s asking you are coming or not when you don’t respond the guy curse you out too but you can’t hear nothing as he bus takes off Baek Jeong doesn’t do anything he stands with his hand in his pocket the large coat has swallow his figure, as the bus passed the headlight shined on his face, a fucking grin on his face at your poor attempt to leave him. His stance has you shaking with anger hand clenched into a fist.
Baek Jeong tsk shaking his head at you, Tae geom join his side, Alan pop his head out the window wave at you as if you are friends.
Baek Jeong take step forward that seems to trigger you as you took off running directionless with the only goal inside your head is get away from the man, your tears starts to come when you hear steps just behind you. You push yourself to run faster before you know you are caught.
Tae Geom had run after you soon caught up just behind you, pulling you to him by grabbing your top, he wrap his arm around your waist lifting your feet of the ground swing you, you scream as he hold you close to him you step on his foot with your boot harshly he wince but doesn’t let go making you swing your elbow to his side he grunt hissing at you to stop. You turn to look back at Baek Jeong seeing him walks over the two of you makes you fight against Tae Geom furiously you throw your head back hitting him the nose that makes him loose his grip on your using the moment you break of his hold before continuing to run panting heavily as you look back once Tae Geom shakes off the hit and starts to run after you again.
Your eyes widen seeing the knife in his hand, he quickly catch to you as he throw himself over you making the two of you fall on the ground, your face hit hard on the road you can feel your skin bleed Tae geom hover over you straddling you he flips you his frantic eyes takes in your pained look, frowning at the hot blood pour out of the side of your face.
Baek Jeong footsteps near the two of you making you frantic again.
Tae Geom mumble something under his breath before hitting your temple with the back of the knife making you slowly lose your consciousness.
Baek Jeong stand over the two you “Not only did you run after and you knocked her out.”
Tae Geom stands up “Sorry sir.” Baek Jeong glance at him with warning, he backs up walking towards the car.
Baek Jeong turns your head towards him, finger reaching out to touch the blood on your face “Is this enough or do you need more lesson?” he ponders looking down at your body he tsks pulling your up and throwing you over his shoulder as the car stops near him.
A throbbing pain on the side of you face has you moan in your sleep as you wake up, blinking few times you register the familiar white celling. You sit up, hand reaching up to touch the side of your face you feel the band aid on your skin, you are in your earlier clothes with brings you a little comfort but your feet and calf muscles burns slightly.
Sitting up you realize even though the celling looks familiar the room you’re in is not yours its fancier and more polished, the pillow covers are fluffed up the sheets are pristine and black yours was green the last time you checked standing up you accidently bumps into the table near, all too familiar expensive watch sits there you take it almost wish it to throw it against the wall.
You see fresh clothes that’s unquestionably not yours sits on the chair beside you the message is clear, and the dried blood clinging to your skin need through scrubbing when every fibre inside you wants to defiant as act of sense of self, now you are on very thin ice, you look at the clothes before walking towards the door you open the door or try do again to be more precisely, the door remains locked, Yes very thin ice it is, you huff walking back to the chair to with a bittersweet feeling you pick up the clothes walking into the shower.
Baek Jeong along with Tae Geom and man bae turns to the door across the room hearing the handle giggle from tugging on the other side.
Baek Jeong sighs going back to glancing at the photos of convicts that hold grudges against Geun woo. He choose one and slide it over the table to Man bae. “This one.”
The smile at his choice “The one I would’ve picked. There’s a security company I always use whenever I have VIPs visiting from abroad. The founders are former presidential security agents, which means thorough. But recently, their sales director and their CEO had a falling out. By default, their hired hands haven’t been paid for a very long time.”
“So what?” Baek Jeong demands already not liking how much he’s spending money to get the convict out, and he knows man like Man Bae lust after money because he himself is one of him.
“There is small risk of things not going our way. Well, especially because gangsters and ex-cons are tough. So, in case Ms. Yoon gets hurst, things could get really messy, which isn’t what we want. So, I recommend we use them. Even if it costs a little more extra.”
Baek Jeong rub his temple looking at the coy man with slight irritated look on his face “Shit, another way to get extra funds? Just handle it.”
“During jobs like these there are all sorts of variable that might happen. That why you should go with a bloodhound who has our back. That the golden rule when I’m working. “ Man Bae reasons.
Baek Jeong fix him with threatening look “No mistake.”
Man bae nods “thanks for the payment.”
Tae Geom and Man bae leaves the pent house they wait for the elevator to comes Tae geom hands a paper with list of few items written “Will you get these for me?”
“There is no reason to go this far sergeant Yeon.” Man bae reassure with a chuckle.
“I need to be ready, Mr. Lee.” Tae geom state his tone easy and mocking almost.
“You can trust me.” Man bae pushes.
“This is just basic due diligence.”
Lee man bae gives him a faux smile as he leaves and Tae geom returns inside the pent house he sees Alan still on the living room playing on his phone while Baek Jeong is nowhere to find, his drink is unfinished sit in his white mug on the table, Tae Geom glance at the closed door warily.
When you come out the shower drying your hair Baek Jeong is sitting inside the room on the bed he is wearing oversized faux fur aviator jacket of black and dark grey underneath the jacket a white ribbed tank top with wide legged wool pants he lift his head when you come out. He stands up walking over you.
Baek Jeong stand in front of you “No where to run now, hmm?” he grab your chin turning your head to side look at the bruised skin.
He hums slightly pressing down on the skin there making you wince closing your eyes expecting for the worse he pull his hand away taking your towel from his hand away from you to throw it on the ground.
“You don’t get your own room form now.” He state firmly seeing you glance at the door with a hopeful look that had him furrow his brow at your audacity.
He grabs the back of your neck “You are lucky, but I won’t push too much again.” His eyes darken jerking you to look at him “You belong to me, get it through your head. understand?”
You nod after a beat; he pull you closer his nose touching yours “Words.”
“I understand.” You mumble making him hum his other hand lay on your face while the one your neck rub the skin there.
“Didn’t I give you everything” his voice drop the low soft one he always used when he wants coos you out of your stubborn, his hand glide down to your waist while one stays on your neck. You nod though he took away your freedom and freewill but you’re wise enough not to break the delusional narrative that build himself.
“Then let’s not make any mistake from now on.” He looks down at you his eyes dark and hazy he press his lips against yours his breath huffing into your mouth angrily hands grabbing on to your body pulling you closer. It doesn’t matter if you didn’t respond as long as you don’t turn away your head away, he tugs you closer until its physically impossible for any space to exists between the two of you, and you always find yourself unable to move away mix of fear and the small part of you who still consider him as your saviour has you immovable.
He groan into your mouth, shrugging off the Jacket and pushing you to the bed all while not breaking from your lips he hover over your form, he pulls away from your lips kissing down the exposed damped skin of your neck with an insatiable fervour, his hand grips your thighs caressing it over the cloth, his teeth scrap the skin making you turn you head he grunt at that his other hand sneaking under the his top you wearing rough hand pressing down on the soft flesh.
You glance up the celling hands coming to lay on the broad shoulders of his, you close your eyes wistfully hoping the man in your arms wasn’t this ruthless. Preparing for the all too familiar game of play pretended as you always do.
.→✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. I promise you when I started it it was supposed to woojin and geun woo centred but when I literally asleep when this played out in my head i couldn't even sleep properly. And baek jeong have me hooked.
The reader is associated with Im baek jeong and and why and how is im working on it. I just wanted give you guys a peek .
I'm hoping to keep his canon as it is but also want to experiment with it idk but he's not a good and woojin and geun woo will be included later .
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You wince when you draw blood your cuticle of your right thumb the constant scraching over your index finger. You look down at the little scarlet dot the skin around the finger is has an angry mark left by your nail, more red dots starts to bloom, even after years of working in a field that introduced you to worse setting yet the sight of blood still makes you uneasy feeling your heart beat out of your chest as the body next you shifts as he open his eyes, the narrow deep set of brown eyes has you sit frozen. His gaze feels predatory even one slight miscalculated move from would have you pinned to the floor.
“Nervous?” his voice is smooth stark contrast of the person of origin. He glance at the scarlet dot sitting before dragging his back to your frame. You nod since there is no pointing in laying when he was always able to see through you from the first moment he saw you, almost three years ago.
You opens the small bag on your lap; one you always have with you a mini first aid inside finding a band aid, he takes it from your hand before you can even pull the packing to stick it on your finger.
He pulls the protective backing taking your finger he wrap the band aid tightly around your finger, almost uncomfortably tight but you don’t voice that letting him do what he please, no one can stop him either so why waste your birth.
You lay your palm on your lap as he lets go though his finger linger around a bit, though it’s not care you are not naïve enough to deluded yourself it as his kindness but it is something darker- authority, possession – control.
The plane lands swiftly yet inside you is the turbulence, its night and devoid of anyone beside the four of you as expected it would be. Tae -Geom glance at your band aid finger as you roll your suitcase, even with the cold wind around sweat accumulate on the side of your neck, he knows what is the reason behind it and for once he too seems nervous for you.
I feel like I might have not done well with this chapter but this is only half of it. I felt like I was slacking so I thought maybe if i upload it might motivate so here it is. enjoy let me know if you like Na Baek Jin would in next chapter woohooo.
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Baku pants laying sieun down on the floor, Gotak and Juntae beside him, Juntae move to patch up sieun quietly, his hands work trembling lightly Baku and Gotak sits down across them.
“Yeah, you aren’t practicing your punches, are you?” Baku says looking at Gotak split lip. “You gotta punch harder.”
Gotak scoffs though there is no real bit in it “That seong je is just fucking crazy.” He touches his face wincing when his finger grazes his swollen side.
Baku hands him an ice bag Gotak takes it gently pressing against his face. He tsks with a shake of his head.
Juntae sits on his heel after patching up sieun, his ear is buzzing, he takes his phone out and message you. Baku sees the distraught frame of Juntae, he pats on his shoulder “You stop worrying so much, sit down properly. Gotak catch a glimpse of juntae’s screen seeing the unanswered message that he had send you.
“Baku” Gotak voice is grim making the latter turns to them, he whispers your name “seong je said something weird about her.”
Baku’s face falls a feeling of uneasy settles at pit of his stomach “What?”
Gotak exhale wincing a bit, lips curled in pain “It was creepy man, he said she looks beautiful while crying and scared. He even has pictures of her in his phone, it looked like she didn’t know someone had taken her picture, expect……the last one where he is sort of hugging her, I don’t know, it’s so creepy that way he talked about her man.”
Juntae takes out the red cherry hair tie which is tore now “yesterday she said she told us she lost her hair tie” he shows the hair tie “Seong Je was wearing this on his wrist.”
The sickening feeling is intensified at the words that leaved Juntae’s lips, along with the fact that you didn’t come in this morning.
The rest might not know this Baku knows that Seong je was on the building yesterday.
the awful silence is broken when Juntae’s phone chimes the later fumble with shaky hands opens his phone its text from you saying sorry not answering soon that you were just really sick, Juntae’s eyes starts to tear up seeing your call coming, Gotak and Baku sits straight as Juntae answers the phones putting it on speaker the three visibly relax when your voice comes through the speaker.
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t feeling well. I should’ve let you know either way, sorry I had you worried” Juntae close his mouth trembling with tears, “Juntae?”
Baku leans in shouting your name “Juntae and Gotak are playing basketball right now, its Baku.” Gotak squeeze Juntae’s shoulder letting, giving the phone to Baku, as Juntae try to silence his sniffles.
“Oh, Baku.” Your voice came through the speaker tired
“Yeah, you feeling good now?”
“Uhm…. yeah.”
“Good, good. We just called because you didn’t come to today, that all, you doing alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine”
Baku bids goodbye before cut the call off he exhale laying the phone down he turns to Juntae “Hey, she is fine. We all are fine. Don’t worry now.” He turns to Gotak “Take Juntae home will you.”
Gotak nods getting up he waits for Juntae who take his phone nodding to Baku he cast a worried glance to Sieun before leaving. Baku tells them to let him know when they reach home, he turns to Sieun, he stares ahead his hands interlaced in his lap legs crossed at the heel of the foot waiting for him to wake up.
The knocking on your house front door has you come out the door, you look at the door warily, if it was your family they would call out your name before entering, the person on the other side of the door is not your family.
Your hand feels clammy, heart pounding your heart you, eyes glancing around the house you take the knife and goes through the back door, you glance back at the front door there is shuffling outside if it was your neighbors they would be murmuring about your lack of proper manner but there is nothing just soft knocking, slowly opening the back door.
Gripping the knife tight you slowly round the house hiding behind the side you exhale deeply, this your home, this is your place you won’t let your fear hold you back from protecting your peace, your security.
Stepping out the side, just as the person turn to you hearing your footfall, you and Baku is stunned to see each other, he smiles widely at your shocked face as you mumble out his name at his unexpected visit, Baku’s smile falls slightly when he caught silver glint, the knife in your hand loosen, he wonders what made you so paranoid yet he doesn’t look at you as if you are crazy, his eyes holds a soft, warm shine as he smiles again at you.
His hands out of his pocket “Wanna go eat with me, my treat.”
Baku walks beside you maintaining a decent gap between you, for first times he is clam without the heavy feeling settled in his chest, his mind was already clam after he departed with Sieun, the comfortable silence followed through as he takes you to a restaurant nearby.
“How are you feeling now?” He asks as the food arrive, the heat from the just cooked meal stirs a tender sensation inside the both of you.
You nod your head hands on your lap “Feeling better now.” Baku hums he push your food closer to you motioning you eat.
Baku takes the first bite of his food smiling wide as exclaim the at flavor he adds the side dishes to your bowl before taking some for himself. Baku’s food is finished in record times now he waits as you finish yours, he doesn’t rush you just calmly sits chiding you when you rush to inhale your food when you noticed he was done with yours.
His eyes caught the redness of your eyes; dead give away that you had cried, Gotak’s words circle his around inside his head, paired with your first reaction when he was at your door is not normal to say the least, something might have happened that made you react that way, your sudden relaxation and hiding the knife behind your back when you saw it’s Baku and how your eyes dart as you walked even with him made him want to jump the gun to find the cause of the fear you have.
The door to restaurant opens as two guys steps in as they order for food, Baku is pulled away from his thought when he feel your tug on his jacket lightly, he smiles looking at you and it seems like default response to you and your presence as of lately, he pay the bill before you can chip in, he opens the door for you allowing you to steps out first.
Baku is one step behind you as the two of you walk, he glance up the night sky, its clear few stars scattered on the blue, crescent moon and dim street light luminates the street poorly, the wind is cold, he frown shrugging off his jacket he catches up to, draping it over your shoulder you halt at the sudden addiction, he pulls the fabric tightly around you.
“Wait, what about you?”
He shakes his head, his dark black hair kissing his forehead as he does so “I have muscles to keep me warm.” He reasons yet discreetly putting his hands in his pockets as the cold nips on his fingers.
The two walks side by side, your footsteps fall into a rhythmic synchronization he glances at you his lips pressed in concern “How do you know Geum Seong Je?”
You nod at his question not thinking further into how he phrased the question, he didn’t ask if you know him but how you know him, meaning he already knows that you know seong Je but you don’t have anything hide as you answer his enquiry without analysis it. only to stop walking when he asks another “What happened last night?” his tone isn’t demanding but patient and gentle just like the look on his face as he turns to you.
Baku eyes caught the firm fisting on his jacket that on your frame as you look up at him, you glance down before glancing up at him again. “Some people followed me……. they chased me………I don’t know why…. but Seong Je saved me.”
His brow is furrowed further at that he says your name “Seong Je isn’t a good guy. He attacked Sieun, Gotak and Juntae” your face is pinched at that.
“What? Why would he do that? He was kind to me.”
Baku run his hand through his face, he leans down to you “Juntae and Gotak said seong je had pictures of you, one even you hugging him. he even had your red cherry hair tie”
The red glimpse on the pavement under seong Je flash across your eye, everything clicks into to place.
Baku frowns as fresh tears start to rise in your eyes, hands clenching around the fabric he hesitates before stepping closer, his fingers reach out slightly touch your hand waiting for you to pull away or any sort of protest that shows your uneasiness when he finds none, he pulls you closer to an embrace.
“I’m sorry” he mumbles laying his chin on top of your head as he runs his hands down your hair, the guilt inside him flares up seeing how far Na baekjin went just to make him join the union. He didn’t think he would terrorize a girl. His arms winds around you like a fortress, strong and protective.
“I’m sorry” Baku says again voice akin to whisper almost heavy tone that almost echoes in the quite night, closing his eyes as you settle in his arms.
heads up the chapters will be long, though this is 6k.
also derek's alpha from is that of Hugh jackman's werewolf in Van helsing. i thought just putting that his werewolf was like peter which also based on Hugh jackman's werewolf, but i cant find which chapter that was in lol.
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The Hales and grams sit around the table with scott and stiles, the rest had left earlier Melissa requested they send you hospital for routine checks just make sure, and you had agreed for the sake of her peace. Though scott said going to Alan would be better, since they have basic equipment’s that can do the work. Melissa agreed before leaving, You and bonnie had made both of yourself in the backyard sky watching, to catch the missed times.
Stiles observe the furrowed brow of your grams her hands are on the table gripping upper arms, lips are set in firm line. His foot tapping the feet rapidly all while making scott place his hand on his thigh to stop to only for the male keep continue with his friend’s hand on his thigh making scott sigh.
“Alright this is getting suffocating.” Stiles breaks first which prompt a nasty side eye from derek and grams to turns to him.
“You have lot of nerve to speak up child, when you hide her for week.” Gram’s comment had him for second. Before he pushes himself stand up.
“You can’t blame me, you all- “scott cuts him off with his hand on stiles shoulder.
“What he meant that, we were all confused and she was amnesic. She need time.”
Grams shake her head “It doesn’t matter, you should have called me.” She glances around them giving pointed look at everyone. “It’s no secret that she possesses chaos magic the oldest of all magic, she is threat to everything” grams motion stiles to hold his words “The rest of the supernatural world won’t know her as we do and they won’t let anything that more powerful than them to exist. That’s what happened when she last resurrected, more will come for her.” grams states making the rest of them to contemplate.
“We will keep her safe.” derek state, “So far now, no one had actively sought her out. You can call the hunters of yours and keep them away from her.”
“She is more than capable of handling herself; I don’t why we are hung on this.” Peter announces sipping his drink relaxed, almost bored with the way the rest of them continue to go on and on about you and the so called problem that would come after you, if it does you can deal with it, and If you don’t want to get your hand dirty peter more than glad to do it for you, only out of pure boredom of course.
Derek cold eyes sharpen at his uncle “Its not about where she’s capable or not. it about keeping her safe.”
“Same thing.” Peter sass. “If you thing locking up from everyone and everything like the moron did.” Peter points at stiles without looking at him making the latter frown “then it would only end up her going crazy. The best we can do is that let her be free, do what she wants to do, have faith in her and if things get far, we can always pull her back.” He turns to stiles “at least he can.”
“Yeah? What about that whole deal, stiles said you were being very vague about something?” scott questions his eyes glancing between derek and peter.
“Peter” derek starts his chest heaving with an exhale “Peter here thinks, stiles, is the packs emissary.” Stiles lips pursed in confusion
“Like Alan?” scott wonders.
“Really? Does that mean I have superpower too?” stiles ask his face split into blinding smile earlier aggression long forgotten.
“Human emissary,” stiles’ excitement gets visibly deflated at peters correction “that why you were able to trap jackson and how you are able to read the book. A pack choose their emissary unconsciously since you have keen eye and intelligence naturally you would become our pack’s emissary.”
Derek lifts his head raising an eyebrow “Ours?”
“Oh, please don’t fight it derek, we are unusual pack. You can deny it all want but scott and his friends are part of your pack, oh, I got it, the Hale-McCall pack.” Peter eyes shines in delighted amusement partially proud of the coining the name.
“I will slit your throat again.”
Peter wave off derek’s threat “Please I was considerate enough to put our name first.”
Derek sighs turning to stiles who has grin on his face “Don’t start.” He gets off his chair walking to the backdoor, staring at the you and bonnie outside the moonlight is bright enough but his enhanced vision allows the two of you clearly visible for him.
Derek stands straight when he feels your grams presence beside him, they both stand silent for minute glancing out the window.
“I have to go back; I came without finishing my business.”
Derek nod “she will be alright; they both will be.” He promises
Grams heave a sigh “she was right the Bennett witches had suffered because of doppelganger and vampires. I fear more for bonnie; her friends will get her in trouble. At least stiles and scott care for her” She says your name then let out a chuckle “hopefully she won’t kill the Salvatores.”
Scott who hearing that sigh heavily both you and bonnie have deep disliking towards the Salvatores, that is putting it mildly.
Derek hums sharing the sentiment they do get his nerve, and he had held back multiple time form killing the elder Salvatore.
Grams opens the door stepping out the house walking towards the both you she crouches down in front of both of you.
“It’s good to see both of my girl together.” Grams says she has smile on her face as she says so. “I have some unfinished business that I need to deal with it.”
“You are going back?” Bonnie speak up while you remine silent, though derek can’t see your face he knows you are trying to discern what might be the reason.
“Yes, but I will be back” she consoles her hand running down your hair “try not burn down anything or yourself”
“I will try.” Derek can feel your grin making him shake his head with exasperated sigh though his lips curls at the end just a bit.
“I will keep her in check” bonnie laughs echoes through the air
Derek offered you and bonnie to stay the night at the loft by the extension stiles and scott also invited themselves to take the offer occupying the sofas and table because derek is petty enough not to give them room. He had let you take his room bonnie to guest bedroom; he had pulled stiles out of yours (his) bed when he tried to slither past him.
When the morning arrived, stiles had left the house to change his clothes and go to class while bonnie took scott to his home the latter had purposefully hide in the bathroom until stiles left prompting bonnie to be his designated driver.
Derek stands behind his door he knocks on the door few times when he doesn’t hear any movement he allow his sense enhance, and he hears his shower hitting the floor he sigh before opening the door, he goes towards his wardrobe, pulling out fresh cloth he had been doing his morning workout, his upper half is bare and sweat covered defined muscle moves as he moves, he takes his clothes giving a final glance at the bathroom door before leaving the room, he close the door behind going to another spare bathroom to shower.
By the time derek comes out you are downstairs, in the kitchen drinking a glass of water, he rounds the corner, not even surprised to find you in new clothing, hair down.
“Are you hungry?” he opens the fridge only to disappointed when he finds nothing but peter’s alcohols.
“Melissa said there is some tests that I need to do before any meals.” Derek nods following you out the kitchen.
“You going to the hospital right now?”
You nod, derek takes his jacket from the chair, and keys from the bowl near the small table in the living room.
“I can drive you.” derek offers opening the door letting you step out the house, you shrug halting at the door step seeing the unexpected intruders standing there, derek stands tall beside you seeing damon and stefan Salvatore.
“What are you doing here?” derek demands.
“What the hell?” damon yells his eyes widen along with stefan who stand stunned beside him.
“I thought she is dead?” elena wonder out loud her mouth slightly open “How is she alive?”
“Do I look dead to you?” you walk down the steps slow, face devoid of any expression, relaxed eyes glancing the three, derek still beside you.
You strids towards derek’s car frowning when damon speed over to stand over you, derek’s face harden he move to confront damon but the back of your hand on his chest stops him.
“I was wondering why all of sudden the losers start to have such fire.” Damon taunts taking few steps towards the two of you. elena and stefan share a look both wanting to know the mystery behind you.
“You are not a vampire that I can tell.”
“Look I don’t want anything to do with you deranged sadistic man child.” You sigh opening the passenger door only for damon to shut it.
“Don’t be shy, let us in your secret.” He grins leaning down at you, annoyance radiates from you. derek is quick to push damon away standing Infront of you he snarls at the elder Salvatore his hand on his throat.
“Didn’t I tell you stay away from us.”
Elena rush towards them “Derek! Stop.” She stands beside them “We just came to ask for your help.” Derek side eye elena as stefan follows the suit.
“I’m sorry for my brother’s impulse.” Stefan ever the righteous try to deescalate the situation. “We truly came here to ask for your help.”
Derek push damon off his car, damon eyes narrow at the man making elena glare at man, all while you watch it unfold with amusement.
“What do you know about the Lockwood, they are like you aren’t they?” elena question.
Derek gives them an unimpressed look at their audacity. “I have more important things to do than teach you ancient lore.” Derek opens the passenger door for you, letting you get inside closing the door.
He rounds his car elena calls his name “I have no desire to help you all.” He gets in the car starting the engine, he starts to drive only for damon Salvatore to stand in front the car, derek turns to see you sigh hand over your face, derek puts the seatbelt over you before pressing on the accelerator, damon throw himself sideway when he sees derek has no intention of stopping the car.
The three watches as the car drive of from their vision.
“I am calling bonnie.” Elena says but stefan pull her phone away from her.
“Let her come to you, lets see if she tells you herself.”
“Should have gone to Alaric first.” Damon murmurs glaring at his brother as it was the latter who said they should make some sort of alliance with the resident alpha or something.
Peter’s whole-body tremble laughing from the window, he shakes his head walking down stairs a devious plan forming in his head, he cannot wait to tell you and derek this.
Later stefan had invited bonnie to come to the grill and he wasn’t surprised to see scott with her, the latter had been with bonnie after your death, bonnie and scott sits along side while stefan sits across from them.
“I don't know how to make a day-walking ring.”
“Emily made mine, she made Damon's too, instructions must be in the Grimoire.”
“That doesn't mean I can cast the spell.”
“Bonnie, you know how to drop vampires with a single look, okay? I think you can figure it out.”
Bonnie looks conflicted the both males can see that clearly from her tense figure “Caroline killed someone, Stefan. I can't make it easier for her to do it again.”
“No, we're not making it easier for her; we're just giving her the chance to survive. Listen, every day that she's cut off from her old life - from you, from Elena, from Matt, it'll make it that much harder for her to hold on to her humanity.”
Stefans words make scott think of your predicament, making his judgment cloud.
“And how do you know she won't hurt anyone else?”
“I don't, but if we don't do everything we can to help her or at least trust the fact that she can keep it together, we might as well just stake her right now.”
“He’s right.” scott speak up “Give her chance, if she ends up like damon we can stop her.” stefan looks ashamed at that but it’s the truth.
Bonnie exhales her gaze is on the table “I don't know if I can trust her, not with this.”
“Then trust me.” Stefan pleads.
Forbes Residence
Bonnie, Scott, Caroline and Stefan are in Caroline's bedroom. Bonnie has Emily's grimoire in her hands. Caroline has the ring in her hands.
“So, I don't get to choose the ring I have to wear the rest of my life?”
“Hey, if you don't want it...”
“No, no, she wants it.” stefan intervenes behalf of Caroline.
“Now what?
“Now is the part where I explain the rules. The witch who spells the ring has the power to de-spell it so if you ever do anything to hurt anyone...”
“I'm not gonna hurt anyone.”
“You are a vampire that mean the urge to kill is a part of who you are. The minute you let it take over; I will stop you.” bonnie warns giving her ultimatum.
“Bonnie, you're supposed to be my friend.”
“I can't ignore what happened, okay? If you want to be friends, you have to prove that the Caroline I remember isn't gone. Now put the ring on the bed.”
Caroline puts the ring on the bed. “Do you really think I meant to kill that guy at the carnival?”
“He's still dead. Now, do you want me to cast the spell or not?” Bonnie opens a little bit the curtain. The sun shines on the ring. Bonnie looks at the ring and closes her eyes a moment and finally opens them.
“All done.”
She gives the ring to Caroline. She takes the ring and puts it on her finger. “So that's it? I mean nothing witchy happened. You know, no flickering lights, no gust of wind. Have you even done this before?”
Scott let out an exasperated sigh at Caroline’s tone.
“Caroline...”
“What? I just want to make sure that it worked.”
Bonnie opens the curtain. “It worked.”
Caroline gasp yelling at bonnie “What if it hadn't Bonnie?!”
Bonnie looks at Stefan Whispering “She’s all yours.” She takes the grimoire and leaves, scott follows her his face is sour making bonnie looking at him with a questioning gaze.
“What’s wrong?”
Scott looks back at Caroline’s house “They could at least say a thank you.” he opens drivers’ side “Feels like you’re being used don’t think.”
Bonnie has nothing to answer scott’s observation “its full moon tonight, what is your plan?”
“I have fair control over my transformation thanks to derek, but peter said something about letting us all turn fully with her monitor us, something about wanting make her learn mask her power to supernatural creatures.”
Bonnie nod “I hate that peter seems to know how to help her.” her frustration with peter being the only one who somehow knows how control and teach you.
“Because he was inside her head long enough, though he doesn’t seem to be the homicidal werewolf he once was that’s to her as well.”
“Can I help as well?”
Scott shakes his head “She has to do it alone, even stiles doesn’t know and hopefully he doesn’t find out.” He grimaces at the thought of stiles finding out about it, he’s under the pretense of they all will be under the Hale house with derek’s and peter’s supervision.
Bonnie bits the inside of her cheek “Oh, I haven’t forgot how he along with you kept her hidden.”
Scott pouts his puppy brown eyes coming in full force “We are sorry.” Bonnie shakes her head.
Alan welcomes you with a smile melissa beside him she had filled him everything last night itself and he had arranged everything even putting on close today just in case. “You truly are a surprise.” Alan comments.
“Good to see you Mr. Deaton. Thank you for doing this.” Alan waves you off, a welcoming smile on his smile.
Melissa usher you to change clothes and to put your rings and all other accessories away, when you come back, they get down to work quickly. Derek stands inside the room as melissa sits you down examine table but his sense sharpens hearing a heartbeat coming from the other side of the door.
“Hold on” all your eyes turn to derek, your lips slightly curl as he opens the door and stiles falls to the ground a whine leaving his lips.
“Stiles?” Alan questions melissa doesn’t even comments she shakes her head, not surprised at all at his antics.
Stiles stands up a grin on his face “So what text are we doing first?” he slinks towards you brushing past a scowling derek.
“Does your senses overwhelm you?” Alan asks as melissa gets ready to draw your blood, but when she puts the needle on your skin to draw what comes out is not blood but the red and yellow flowing pulsing energy, Alan and derek comes closer to watch it swim around the syringe before it breaks and sweeps back inside you. “That answers”
They look up to you “she doesn’t like needles?” stiles comment.
“Her power has a mind of its on. Its instincts are to protect her.”
melissa exhale before making you lay down to do ECG and echo Alan and derek looks away, stiles put the jell on his hands flinching at the cold “It’s cold” he says you purse your lips to not laugh at the glare melissa give him a mixture of annoyance and fondness he turns to melissa feeling her eyes.
“Stiles” she motions at the equipment in her hand.
Stiles smile in relaxation waving her off pointing at your chest “Oh I’ve seen it’s nothing new” derek let out an exasperated sigh before grabbing stiles by his neck making him turn away.
the gel is cold
Her eyes scan the monitor keenly frowning slightly “huh” stiles rush to turns but held back by derek.
She wipes off the gel off your skin letting you put your cloth properly “Your heart rate elevated.” Alan also take look at it.
“Its slightly higher than werewolf, or any supernatural creature at that.” Alan notes
“But your chambers look healthy.” Melissa motion you to sit up “Let’s do some scanning”
You are sitting in the Alan’s office nursing a soft drink stiles got you from the vending machine after Melissa had run every single test that there, derek beside you trying to detangle your jewelry you gave him to for safe keeping when you had to do CT and MRI, you already gave him deadpan look when he accidently bended one of your rings.
The door opens Alan and melissa steps inside scan report in their hands they, melissa had frown on her face.
“This is nothing like I’ve seen, it’s like your brain is constantly rewiring itself.” Melissa looks at you “But you’re totally healthy.”
“I have read about this scarlet phoenix” Alan state making stiles tense slightly “But each manuscript gave different description but one thing is clear at your state you more of cosmic being than human that explains all of this.” He opens a cabinet and pulls out a file opening; it is worn page of writings in Latin safely tucked in plastic transparent cover.
“This says the scarlet phoenix is fallen god who consume universe that it deems corrupt and create new one.” You frown at Alan’s words ancient people are such a bitch, he turns the next page “This says you’re fallen angel, that become salvation for people. Some witches convene worship you as scarlet witch while other consider you as threat, but all thing have something common the scarlet witch and the phoenix is myth, but somehow you exist the power exists in you.”
Everyone’s eyes are pinned on you “Okey….” You mumble not knowing what else to say.
Alan smiles “Scott said you will be with them this full moon, to see how you they when fully transformed react to you.”
Stile’s splutter looking at the you while derek sigh for nth time “Why didn’t nobody told me about that.”
“Because stiles she needs to do that alone without you.” derek answer for you, stiles chest heave getting ready to argue.
“stiles” you call making him turns to you, smiling reassuringly you says “I can do it. let me do it.” you stand up “Now can we go eat something I’m hungry and I know you are too.” You hook your arm through stiles pulling out the room.
“See you around melissa, Alan.”
Derek frown when you get inside stiles jeep the latter stick his tongue out at him when you do so, derek unamused stare amuse him further. He gets inside his car and follow the jeep, the three of you walk inside the grill Matt Donovan is working the three finds a table.
“Did they find his sister’s body?” you ask looking through the menu even though you know you are going to order your regular order; stiles shake his head sitting beside you derek across from you also looking at the menu.
“Yeah. Caroline found the body and they believe she od’ed.” Waving the waiter you three place your order.
“Elena and her boyfriend didn’t come clean” you state once the waiter leaves leaning back on the chair one hand behind stiles chair.
Stile’s hum “speak of the devil.” Stiles nod towards elena coming towards you watch her eyes fall on Matt on the bar before her fall on the back of derek’s head who still trying to make your bended ring wearable while waiting for the food he had zooned out when stiles had opened his mouth.
She strides towards you three “Hey” she sits down next to derek making the latter glance at her confused.
“Didn’t I tell you, I have no desire to help you.”
Elena sighs her hands on the table, her doe eyes shining with hope as she looks at derek, stiles look confused glancing at you for help.
“I need your help desperately, otherwise I won’t bother you like this.”
You glance at her before smile forms your lips the food comes you and stiles mutter thank you, taking out your phone and text stiles, nudging his shoulder to check, his eyes widen looking at derek and elena you send other finger to lip as the two you watch the exchange with amusement, stiles looks at elena head to toe and feeling eyes on her she finally turns to the two, stiles and you smile at her though she can see the condescending look you two have, anger flash for a second.
“Yeah, derek help the girl out.” Stiles quip a grin on his face derek scowl at him making you laugh you hide it behind a cough.
“Yeah, derek.” You chime in propping your arms on the table chin resting on your palm “You said you won’t help Salvatore brother and Elena.” Your eyes on her “She’s not elena, she’s Katherine pierce.”
Katherine’s face fall at that her eyes widening slightly before she scans you thoroughly, you look plain and normal.
You and stiles had dig into your food. Stiles lean close to the table observing her “This is so disturbing.” You pull stiles back though the grill is crowded you wouldn’t put past she won’t pull anything.
Derek sense is alerted when he doesn’t hear her pulse he sits straight “You’re a vampire.” Katheine’s grab the fork from the table.
“Don’t try anything he’s werewolf.” You point at derek with a fry. Stile’s nod conforming it.
“An alpha at that.”
“And you are?” she speak up her whole demeanor and voice changed, stiles and derek give you warning look you simply smile.
“A town resident. I’m guessing you mapping out Elena’s life, I can assure you we are not in her circle.”
Katherine leans closer her pupils dilate a bit “Tell me what are you?” you let out laugh shaking your head.
“Yeah, it’s not gonna work.” She frowns; you lean close eyes flashing red “You gonna walk out and forget about all this.” Her pupil glimmer with red iris before she stands up and leave. Derek and stiles turn to you “What its time they get their own medicine.”
“Why would she come here? “Stiles ponders “You know anything?” you shake your head.
“Not really. Something to do with the Salvatore brothers and elena.” You muse your mood starts to sour “By extension to Bonnie. She turned Caroline on whim.”
“Scott is with her.” stiles comfort, you chew your food deep in thought derek show you his palm, your ring, he fixed it taking it from his hand you wear it.
“Erica and Boyd said they would come” you inform derek, derek looks surprised at that.
“They contacted you?”
You shake your head “I reached out and let them know, it’s better to keep an eye on them. don’t what is coming.” Derek and stiles share a glance at your pensive statement.
Stiles nudge his shoulder with you “Since I’m prohibited to come tonight. How about we do something fun.” He wiggles his brow at you a stupid smile on his face making you break out your somber mood, lips curling to genuine smile.
“What do you have in mind?”
You should have known stiles was up to no good, he proposed of taking revenge on the cashier who didn’t give him his drink because he was short on 1 cent, the three of you is outside of the very store to execute a petty theft crime, derek looks very ashamed and disappointed at the two of you, stiles grin at you.
“So, I just walk in and take whatever and come out.”
You look at the cashier observing through the glass you nod at stiles “Yeah he won’t see you.”
“There is camera on the front.” Derek state you turn to him smirking with devious glint in your eyes. derek watches the small dot on the camera turns off indicating it not working.
“Okey, go, go, go, go, go, go.” You usher stiles who nervously walk inside the store, the cashier look up hearing the sound of door opening stiles freeze on the spot as the man approach him, only to look at the door confused, he hears you in his head telling to move and be quick. You turn derek towards you laughing when the cashier looks outside to see you both. Before walking inside.
Stiles huff a breath walking inside the store, he takes few things hiding it inside his flannel he sees the cashier coming back to the station, stiles stick out his tongue at him and step out the store he smile widely at you, showing the bottle jumping around only for it fall on the ground the cashier comes out as well you curse without a thought running away, stiles running after you. derek hears stiles exclaim that he likes stealing now and your laugh fading further.
Derek takes his wallet out walking to the cashier who looks beyond frustrated and scared at the scene derek hands the money before walking away to his car he can hear yours and stiles footsteps a head moving to the woods he should be paid for the amount of stress you and your friends give him.
The full moon arrives in a blink of eye, the pack of werewolf including erica and Boyd stands alongside, they are not stupid enough to throw away a chance of running wild in the woods rather than being chained some basement. Derek and the two share understanding look making clear that they are still welcome to their pack, the two had the courage to talk to their alpha, Issac beside him as well.
You and scott are arranging extra clothes and some essentials like by a tree, when peter walks over to you standing over the two of you.
“You ready for this?” peter asks you “You can be your form, but know that we are your friends and keep look out.”
“How the werewolf would react to her?” scott ponder “Mine knows her, I don’t know about the rest, what if something happens.”
“We won’t know If we don’t try.” That’s all peter says giving you hand to lift you up. Derek walks up towards you.
“Its time.”
The clouds start to shift the moon peek out from its curtain slowly almost like a bashful child, they began to peel of their clothes derek remine beside you, you hit him slightly on his shoulder making him look at you.
“I can handle myself; you don’t need to stay.”
Derek eyes gaze into yours the moonlight starts to bleed out the cracks of the heap of clouds, shining down around you. “I’ll stay.”
The cracking of bone makes you two break your stare, their pained groan rings around the clock, your palm starts to glow blue sweeping out of your palm to them each tendrils finding them their pained moans subside a little, the moon gets visible and they fully shifts with ease, scott’s werewolf still larger than ever reaching your chest almost yipes, running towards you, derek tense slightly beside you only to relax when it just press itself against you, rubbing against your hand making you smile, he lets out whine tugging at your hand understanding what he wants you pet his thick warm fur.
You’re a disgrace to werewolf. that’s definitely peter as he howls at the two of you, his wolf simply settle himself down the ground, his eyes narrowing at the two of you, jackson, erica and body’s werewolf take off running, Issac’s linger his literal puppy eyes looking at you before following them.
“Go derek. We are fine.” You push settling yourself down scott drapes himself on your leg, whining for more pet.
Derek sigh but nods and he took off still in his human self. Scott heavy especially in his werewolf from, red flames bloom in your palm before dying down, a large ball in your palm, you wave it in front of scott’s face, standing up on his paws, tai l wagging behind an excited noise leaves his snort, you throw the ball far away scott run after it, peter’s wolf scoff you glance at him with a wicked smile on your face creating another ball you wave it in front his wave along with encouraging cooing, the wolf look away though its clear he’s struggling, you throw it he snarl at you before running after to making you laugh hysterically.
You wait for them, the balls had gone really far, that’s when you feel an unfamiliar presence of another werewolf nearby, watching you, titling your head back to the dark wood, another werewolf steps out the dark, its eyes had the predatory glint that you never seen, its blood thirsty and primal.
You let out a exasperated sigh, things are never peaceful for you, your palm shines with red chaos magic, seems like the display of your power threatens it prompting it let out a controlled snarl, its stalks towards you behind you hear the rushed rustles of your pack, running towards you, its run at you but a much larger and more animalistic form blur past you, the werewolf gets launched to the side.
The beast, stands on its hind leg that has a slight curve, towering structure larger than human with broad shoulders with hulking yet agile build, fully furred body with a humanoid shape, his back muscles visible as the moonlight shines, he roars at the werewolf getting back in its paw shaking the hit off, the roar resonate around the woods the pack standing beside you cowers behind you, hands with long curved claws flexes, he turns to you his bright glowing red eyes rack your frame, his extended wolf like snout puff out the cold air a breathy irritated exhale leaves him, needle like sharp teeth visible as snarl escape its mouth.
The werewolf howl at the alpha, making him stop and turns to him snap the werewolf before he prowls back towards you, he barks at the werewolf around you making the whine and scattered than crowd beside you.
He stands in front of you, and you can clearly see him, he’s terrifying, a predator with more instincts than rationality, more violent than clam, more animal than human, something ferocious than scott’s werewolf. Its derek in his alpha form.
“Nice upgrade.”
He huff before he leaning down to you his red eyes search your figure meticulously, he glance back at the werewolf watching you both, he snarl at it making it flinch a little at the domineering aura of the alpha werewolf it his truest form, he turn to you his clawed hand stretched out nudging you gently on the shoulder guiding you to the tree where the rest is sitting and loitering around , you sit down on the grass, scott’s wolf push the red ball towards you with whine, but derek bark at him making lower his head down to the floor with whine leaving his throat.
Derek’s form shifts shrinking down the normal werewolf from, which still larger and bigger than the rest of the werewolf he sits down in front of you, eyes forwards eyes still red, the unknown werewolf, derek realize is mason from its scent still watching them make derek let out few warning snarls demanding to getting away from them.
Your eyes glance at the werewolf stalking the pack to derek “Its alright he won’t remember this.” Derek turns to you see your iris shine red glancing back at the werewolf derek catch its eyes also blink with tint of red for second before the werewolf take off.
Issac and jackson sniff around peter’s wolf as the latter has shiny red ball nuzzled in his front leg, he snarl at them when come closer to him, making them bark at him , before they turns to scott’s wolf they let out a grumbled noises huffing and puffing making scott perk up, he pick up his ball in his mouth running towards them, erica is spinning and running around the opening Boyd watching out for her.
Derek fur stiffens when moves to lay down, behind under the tree you lay down closing your eyes, derek stands move closer to you with his back to you, looking ahead, his ears flexing alert as you relax, he can feel the warmth radiating from you while the patch of grass under his fur is cool and thick its calming his nerves grounding him, the moonlight simmer over the woods with a faint glow, the buzzing of the forest life is a constant.
He lifts his snout glancing up at the moon with reverence before howling at the night, it vibrates through the air, as the rest of the pack join him with a harmonious prevailing howl.
You’re still asleep when the sun rises the pack had changed back to their human form, fully clothed “Who was that?” scott inquires.
“A rouge wolf?” Jackson ponders making derek shake his head, peter stretch beside them while erica rummage through the small bag you brought for her with few essentials in it.
“It’s Mason Lockwood.”
“He doesn’t seem to have control over his wolf.” Issac states peter nods cracking his neck.
“Because the Lockwood’s are cursed, they don’t have control over themselves on full moon. These types are almost nonexistent now.”
“Wait! Does that mean Tyler Lockwood is also a werewolf?” jackson muttered a mix of worried and excitement come across his features.
“Not until he triggers the curse.” Derek state walking towards you to wake you up.
“And what is this trigger?” Boyd speak up, giving erica a hand to stand up, they watch peter’s face split into a grin already dreading the question.
“He has to kill someone.”
You groan making them turn to you, sitting up sluggishly, eyes still blinking squinting at the direct sunlight, the soft warm breeze of morning makes goosebumps rise on your skin. “Can we keep the bloody talk after noon.”
Derek silently pulls you up, pulling out the dried leaves on your hair, when he finds more than few, a frown settle on your face, looks like you had great sleep.
“I have a brilliant idea.” Peter’s chippy voice has them all groan and cast suspicious glance at the man.
“The last time your brilliant idea was to kill me.” Jackson accuses, still bitter about the fact.
“And now you’re a werewolf, a real one you’re welcome.” Jackson scoff at the man’s blatant disregard of his bizarre way of solution, but result are results there is no complaining about that.
“And, what is your brilliant idea.” You honestly wanted to know what is going on his head without actually invading the man’s complex psyche, though it’s totally up to you to comply to it.
“The next time the Salvatore and the…” peter thinks for a second, scott beside him mutter her name making him snap his finger “Yes, elena come ask for your help, help them.”
Your lips are pursed in distaste, arms crossed over your chest pausing for a second “Uhm, fuck that.” Derek looks down at the ground at your words his lips curling at the end slightly. “I’m not helping them, they already use bonnie like tool, and if I remember correctly because I actually I do for once, if I didn’t step in Grams would have died for no one and my family had suffered a lot because of them.”
“You don’t like them?” Erica has surprised look on her face as if the notion of you disliking someone was foreign concept.
“That’s putting it mildly.” Scott mutters under his breath. The sound of jeep coming makes everyone glance up when the vehicle comes closer, stiles stick his head out the window waving excitedly at you and scott. You walk away from them shaking your head at peter, derek and scott follow behind with peter on your toe.
When stiles gest out his jeep running to hug you, you welcome the hug before pulling away with stiles hand thrown over your shoulder “Peter here think I should help elena and the Salvatore’s”
Stiles let out a loud mocking laugh his abdomen bending forward, shaking of his head “No. never fuck that.” He stirs you towards the jeep with that, scott is already inside knowing stiles take on that.
Peter exhales as the rest of the pack also took off leaving only derek beside him “why did you want that?”
“Because nephew, she hates them more than me, forcing her to stand beside him challenge her more.”
Derek crosses his arm over his chest his lips pursed “And the chance that she will kill them if they annoy her little or so.”
Peter asses the way derek staring down at him, the familiar stance and sass is all to similar to another, but there is point at stating the fact “That’s where stiles and us come in, with us all she won’t and they are her sister’s companions at the end of the day.”
