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[exodusmc]

Darling

Genre: Vampire au, smut, 1800s au, moulin rouge inspired

Words: 5313

Paring: Taehyung x Y/n ( female prounouns) X Jungkook

Warning!: hinting at murder, hinting to prostitution, alcohol, oral ( f and m receving), pet names, light dirty talk, penetrating sex without condom, fingering, thigh riding, technically sex in public, biting and blood drinking, more of a dom Tae and sub jk.

a/n: So this idea came from no where and I have based some details on the history of moulin rouge. I was writing smut for Hoongjong from ateez but it didnt really go anywhere so you get this instead. in other news, I'm not really sure what is happening with Baekhyun and exo but i will support them no matter what! ps will post insider soon...

Gif is not mine 

The light around then was dim and a reddish tone. Velvet surrounded most walls and furniture, gold and tassels trying to up the class of the place. Taehyung watched with heavy eyes as Jungkook flirted with some daughter of a rich man. Sweet smoke filled the room and Taehyung popped the first couple of his buttons in his white shirt. He sure was scandalous with only a black vest and rolled up sleeves but it was the whole idea of the club. He could smell a faint touch of sex in the air and any more flirting by Jungkook would sure make it more prominent.  Taehyung's younger friend had lost his tie a long time ago as well and his collarbones sparkled with glitter. 

He stood from his seat and strolled over to the two of them, smirking down to the blushing girl. She was breathless, glossy eyes and under their fingertips. On her chest laid an expensive necklace and he knew they had hit the jackpot. 

“Why don't you come with us, pretty dove…” he grabbed her shoulders, whispering deep in her ear. 

The hunger in Jungkook’s eyes made him look almost insane but that was what Taehyung liked about him, the switch between pleasure and pain. Besides, he too felt the grip slip with the scent of her sweet sweet blood. 

- 

Paris sure was different from London, more cigarettes and pastries, definitely more sun. Jungkook squinted at the gleaming orb, coffee in hand and a frown etched between his dark eyebrows. 

“Sometimes I miss the rain….” he grumbled and Taehyung smiled lightly as he flipped the paper, eyes following the headline. The death of the rich Adaline, the vampires have come to Paris! Jungkook groaned as he too read the title. “ I knew we should have left her somewhere else…”

“You don't need to worry…they don't have a clue of who we are…” Taehyung glanced around at all the people around them.” Where we leave the bodies means nothing as long as we hunt carefully..”

“Sure..” Jungkook huffed out angrily.” But pawning their stuff sure as hell becomes harder when everyone is on the lookout.”

Jungkook dropped the necklace Adaline had worn on the table, leaning back on the chair, chest muscles pushing against his brown vest and white button shirt. 

“Don't be a brat…We don't need money now so we don't need to pawn it in this second…” Taehyung hissed, placing the paper on the table and putting the jewelry in his pocket.” But maybe don't show off it in the meantime…”

“Whatever…” Jungkook started to drink his coffee again, sip after sip which did nothing but make them look more normal. “Where are we going tonight? I still feel hungry.”

Taehyung tsked at the younger boy and his constant hunger. He couldn't remember it being so bad when two years had passed since he turned. 

“I don't know…go look yourself, you’re old enough.” a smile spread over Taehyung’s face at the scowl on Jungkook.

Taehyung wasn't an old vampire himself, only having been immortal for ten years, but he still was Jungkook’s maker and it made him feel better knowing the boy still looked for his guidance.

“I think you can hunt alone now, nothing has gone wrong in a while..” one reason they had moved from London was the growing worry of vampires from the humans and the fact that Jungkooks recklessness caught up to them. He had gone on a spree when he was a mere day and Taehyung was still on that high that had made him turn Jungkook in the first place so he couldn't stop his creation before it was too late. Jungkook had cried so much, still remembering how it was to be human, but it didn't seem to bother him anymore. 

“Well, I don't want to leave right when we got here…” Jungkook didn't trust himself, their feedings still almost always ended in Taehyung needing to pull him off whoever he had seduced that night. 

“No worries Jungkook…just do what you always do and it will be fine..” Taehyung shrugged his shoulders, black hair falling in locks over his forehead while his smile sent chills down Jungkook’s spine. 

-

You were putting the last touches on your costume, fingers playing with the red lipstick and feathers on your head, even patting on your hair. This wasn't your first performance but it was the first time your outfit was like it was. The skirt was red with black details and in the same length it had always been, just like the black thigh highs, but the top…It was a net of pearls and red threads which clung to your breasts and back. One wrong move and it would drop. 

“I don't know about this…” Juliette, a girl who had been here a little longer than you stopped darkening her eyelashes. 

“What?” she wore the same clothing as you but her breast was even bigger. “ It will be fine, besides Charles wants to make it different..”

She stood behind you and started to powder you with the sparkling substance, putting it on your shoulders and  collarbones. 

“Show time girls!” Lynette’s voice jumped between the mirrors in the dancers lounge and you took one last breath before standing up. 

Big lights hung over the middle of the floor and the sides were as full as they usually are, but you couldn't really make out anyone due to the dimer lighting on the sides. The music started and you followed the rhythm with your friends around you, sweat forming as you moved around. Legs lifted and you would never get used to the breeze trailing up your thighs. Turing and doing the splits, up again to lift your leg as high as you could, grateful for the stability of Juliette to your side. Your pulse hammered and you wore that ever lasting smile that was mandatory. The pearls felt like touches over your skin and you missed the more structured top from last week's performance. 

The crowd broke out in cheers, the clapping of their hands buzzing in your ears, as your group to the final pose. Your chest heaved up and down, all the smoke making it harder to breathe. Juliette shifted to your side as the lights dimmed over your head. You always felt this rush to get back to the lounge, take off the smeared makeup and needles holding your hair accessories in place. 

“Good work.” Good, not great…

Lynette watched everyone of her show girls, a frown on her bright lips. Something had gone wrong or she would have been happier now. Maybe a high class patron had shown displeasure or Charls were on her again about making the number…more. 

“Y/n, Chloè, Desiree and Elaine…”lines formed over Lynette’s forehead as she looked through her little black book. You were sure she had her life in that book. “You work the floor..”

Working the floor ment serving drinks to the highest payers and strutting around to make the patrons pay more for special services. Juliette gave you a petty look, her night coming to an end now. 

“I’ll see you later then?” she asked lowly as you started to better your makeup, instead of taking it off. 

“Yes, good night…”the two of you lived wall to wall where most of the dancers had their homes. Small rooms with small kitchens, small everything really. But it was all you could afford, having escaped the threat of working in the industries. 

“Do..do we wear these tops?” Elaine asked ever so carefully, watching Lynette with those wide wide black eyes. She was cute and had this innocence to her but you knew that wasn't the case.

“Yes, now go!” all the girls rushed out and you sighed at the long night this would be.

   You spent most time with a man who owned some sort of mine in another country, a man who was very willing to spend money on drinks and food. He tried to get you to eat and drink but that was against the rules, never take from the guests unless it’s in the form of cash. It didn't mean you had sneaked one or two cigarettes and a little wine in your days there. 

“Now now mister! Please drink up..”your smile was sickle sweet as you got him to drink more, hoping he would become too inebriated to ask for more. There were rooms all over the club, private rooms. You knew that some girls like that aspect of the job but you wondered if their explanations were the truth. 

Most of your customers were in his league of class but on the odd would someone with less money seek you out. Those were usually the fun nights, the nights you could feel like a girl again.

One more hour went by with you on his lap, feeding him and letting him feel the very flesh that built you, until his friends had to help him home. It made you relax, seeing him disappear and the fact that most patrons had their hands on someone already. You had not noticed the shadow in the corner watching you the whole night, not until he slipped behind you. 

Chills went down your spine as cold hands fell upon your bare shoulders, a smile so neat it looked fake. He had dark eyes and equally dark hair. A black suit jacket which followed his toned body until his waist, where it opened to rest by his hips, buttons on his shirt unbuttoned. 

“Are you finally free now, love?” he was english and gleaming under the lights.”Care to join me this time?”

He slipped down on the velvet chair, where the other man had kept you most of the night. But this man held you gently, circling your waist when had been dragged down over his lap. He didn't really smell like anything and was so cold even if you felt like you were burning. 

“Yes of course…”your hand rested on his chest and even the clothes couldn't hide the harness of his muscle. Your smile was back as well but a little more unsure. “ How can I serve you tonight?”

He groaned lowly, pulling you close until he could rest his forehead on your neck. Your pulse started to beat faster as his breath fanned over your skin. You wetted your lips, trying to remember what you were supposed to ask. 

“W-would you like a drink?” he tensed at your words. You had unknowingly asked the worst and best question.”Mr…?”

“Jungkook…my name is Jungkook” he sounded breathless and his hold had turned hard against your skin. You could feel the ghost of his lips on your collarbone and it made your blood sing, rushing to the very place he moved. 

“O-okay Mr Jungkook…” you leaned from him, watching his hazed eyes.”Can I get you anything to drink?”

“Hmm…”he looked at you through black locks, fingers not pressing into your flesh anymore.” Red wine…”

You were on your feet in seconds. He made you feel weird, all gooey and warm. Juliette was superstitious and she had warned you of vampires ever since London had a break out of blood draining deaths. You didn't believe her or the stories but maybe you were wrong. 

Jungkook stared you down when you came back, thighs spread over the seat while he sat comfortably back. You gave him the glass and stood still for a second. Should you run? No, Lynette would skin you alive. The man simply sipped on his drink and watched you with amused eyes. 

“Will you sit back down?” he placed the glass on a dark brown table, patting his right thigh.”Love, please don't leave me cool..”

So you sat down over his thigh, facing his front. Jungkook looked up at you with a soft smile, stroking his thumbs over your waist. People did most things just in the open in the club but full on sex was something people were only allowed to do in the private rooms. Still, this felt way more intimate than anything you had ever done before. 

“Do I scare you, love?” Jungkooks whole face was a trap of concern, everything but his eyes which shone with something brutal, bone breaking.”I don't want you to be…”

“N-no, you don't scare me Mr Jungkook…” you tried to smile but it was stiff. 

Jungkook brought the wine to his lips, drink one gulp before reaching the glass to your lips. You shouldn't drink and you tried to stop yourself from opening your mouth to the pleasant red liquid. 

“Such a good girl.” he smiled, making you drink the last sip before dropping the glass right on the floor. You tensed but no one batted an eye your way. 

His hands found your waist again and started to roll you over his thigh. Air caught in your throat at the action, fingers gripping his suit. Jungkook kept a steady pace, gaze locked on your reddening face. You wondered if he could feel your growing need against his pants or the shuddering of your body. 

“M-mr Jungkook…”you were breathless, shaking slightly when he made it so you landed against his chest. It gave the perfect angle from him to grind your clit on his thigh and have his nose at your neck.

“You smell divine, love..” he groaned close to your ear, moving you in a painfully slow pace.”What’s your name?”

“Y/n…It’s Y/n” you bit your lower lip, trying to stop moans from escaping. Jungkook wasn't in a rush, he took care of you like most men didn't when they were with you. 

“Beautiful…just like the rest of you..” he groaned once again near your ear, nipping slightly at the skin. 

Reality started to slip from your grasp the more he worked you, kisses trailing down to your neck and hands keeping you moving. You were close to crying over the stimulation. One rule was that the clients couldn't leave marks where they could be seen but you didn't have the heart to stop his bites and kisses, not when he made you feel so good. 

Fingers creeped under your skirt until they found your acing pussy. He was gentle as he slipped them inside you but the bite on your shoulder wasn't. You came, sitting back a little on his fingers. Jungkook captured your lips and kissed you until you came down from your high, feeling all empty when he left your insides. You were panting and his eyes were cold. Reality came back as you realised that you were still in the main room. 

Jungkook pulled you back for a harder kiss, so fast you crashed against his chest. It was hungry and teethy, breathtaking. 

“I’ll come back for you, love…”he groaned against your lips, let you sit down and feel how hard he was. “I’ll come and take you home…”

The haze you sat in made you not care for his words, more than that he would come back. 

Jungkook rose from his seat and placed you on it instead, kissing you once more. He held your gaze for a while, fighting with himself for leaving you here but he couldn't stay, not if he didn't want to ruin it all. 

“I’ll come back….”

-

Taehyung woke to the sun filtering through white curtains, the bed wide and empty. Jungkook didn't come home last night apparently but he couldn't hear screams so it most likely went well. However, the calmness was broken when the front door flew up and the aforementioned man came in with distraught hair and bloodshot eyes. 

Taehyung sat with the white bedding over his lap, hair hanging loosely over his forehead and with the sun worshiping his body. He didn't move a muscle when Jungkook threw the door to their apartment shut. 

“Good morning to you too…” he rose from the bed and put on a blue silk robe while his creation started rummaging through their emergency blood. Jungkook drank at least one liter in such a hurry some dropped down the corners of his mouth. Taehyung cleaned him with his thumb before putting the digit in his own mouth.” So tell me, what have you done?”

Jungkook looked at him with wide brown eyes, seemingly coming back to earth. 

“I-I…I found a girl…” Jungkook started and Taehyung couldn't understand why it was such a problem.” She danced at this really popular club and I spent some time with her…”

“Okay and?” Taehyung went to the fancy green chairs which stood by the tall window. Life bustled down on the street under them, the people not disturbed by vampires. 

“I didn't feed on her…” Taehyung raised an eyebrow, a little surprised and confused why Jungkook was in such a frenzy over that.”She..I don't know how to describe it but she smelled so nice and I felt like I would go insane from just tasting her skin. Can you imagine what her blood would be like?”

Taehyung watched him with dark eyes. Jungkook may be a little crazy for blood but not feeding because the idea of the blood felt too good was even crazier. 

“What are you talking about?” the sun lit Taehyung’s eyes to a burning shade, stroking over his tanned skin. 

“That’s the thing! I don't really know more than that she was the best scent I have ever encountered. She was even prettier than the other girls before I caught her scent.” Jungkook fell down on the chair before Taehyung, undoing his vest.” I couldn't stay after I made her cum because I didn't want to destroy the place or her…”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow. 

“I left and went to the forest to cool down…”a disgusted look creeped over Jungkook’s face. “I even  drank from some animal…”

“So…If I understand correctly you found a girl that seemingly has the best blood you have ever smelled and you left her, after making her cum, to eat from an animal?” Jungkook looked sheepishly at Taehyung. “Hmmm, I guess you’ll just have to bring me to her.”

-

You couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook or the whole situation. He had left so fast, left you with aching thighs. You hadn't told Juliette or anyone anything but you felt insane. 

“Come on girls! Faster” Lynette urged everyone to hurry getting ready.

You fixed your rogue one last time and glanced down on your shoulder. Jungkook had bitten you but it didn't look too bad and he hadn't left any other marks which meant you were safe from Lynette. 

The music turned up and you performed the same fast dance again with the same wide smile. Turn and lift a leg, lift the leg higher. It was a sweaty routine but the adrenaline made everything feel great. 

The crowd roared their approval once again and you slipped away with the rest of the girls, catching your breath. Juliette smiled at you, grabbing your hand with a little laugh. 

“Much better this time!” Lynette had something aching to a smile on her face.”Y/n, Chloe, Gabrielle and Gicelle on the floor.”

Again? You would have killed to get home early but the smack of the little black book closing told you that it wouldn't happen. Juliette gave you the same look as last night and you got ready to go out again. However, anticipation followed with this time. Jungkook had told you he would be back, so you swallowed and held your head high. 

People laughed and buzzed around you but it didn't take long before your wrist was captured by a cold hand. Jungkook’s hair was wilder this time around as he dragged you to a dark corner where the red velvet  curtains fell over a booth, creating an almost private room. 

Another man already sat there, sipping on red wine when the two of you walked in. Jungkook didn't waste a second to close the curtains, leaving candles to light the round table. You swallowed hard when the man made eye contact, smirking widely. 

“Hello darling…my friend has told me a lot about you.” his voice was raspy and deep, dragging like a cat’s tongue up your spine. Jungkook stood ridgid to your right.”Come sit..”

The mystery man patted to his left and you slipped down, goosebumps raising on our skin as the soft material touched you. Jungkook sat down on your other side and you felt like a trapped animal. 

“My name is Taehyung and yours is?” the mystery man asked, taking another sip of his wine.

“Y/n…it’s nice to meet you Mr Taehyung..” you swallowed again, feeling your mouth dry. You should tell them that this service would cost but you couldn't get another word out. They were both really beautiful. 

“Only Taehyung…and Jungkook is fine..” he smiled down at you, fingers capturing your chin so he could move your head to the side. “What are you going to offer us?”

Your mind blanked, eyes finding Jungkook’s intense stare. It didn't feel like he was talking about food, drinks or even sex, but you didn't know what else at the same time. 

“A-anything you can afford Mr- I mean Taehyung…” he pulled your head so you could look him in the eyes, lowly laughing at your answer. 

“Well that is great…Jungkook make our darling ready…”Taehyung let you go with a dismissive voice but you didn't have time to think more about him when Jungkook disappeared down under the table. 

You could feel his hands make their way up your legs until they reached your clothed core. He ripped the fabric off you and started assaulting your pussy with his lips, sucking and licking at everything. You barely managed to keep the scream down, leaning into the cushions behind your back. Taehyung made you lean against him instead, watching you with an amused shine in his honey eyes.  He put an arm around you while he poured more wine in his glass. Jungkook worked you closer and closer under the table, forcing your quivering thighs to stay spread. 

“He´s good with his mouth isn't he?” Taehyung smirked at your hazy eyes, drank some wine before he put his lips on yours, parting them so the red liquid could slip down your throat. You clenched your skirt, swallowing every drop until Taehyung left your lips. You came panting, back arching into Taehyung's side.”Shh shh, let it go darling…”

He whispered in your hair, taking deep breaths of you and your rushing blood. Taehyung drank more wine, looking at you with hooded eyes. 

“You should give Jungkook a reward..he has made you cum, twice..” Taehyung nodded down to where the younger one still hid, kissing your groin and stroking your thigh.” Don't you think he deserves it?”

You nodded breathlessly, watching as Taehyung leaned into you with a sinister smile.

“Tell him then, darling. Tell him he can take a sip.” you didn't understand what he meant by that but you whispered that Jungkook could and the man didn't waste a second to bite down on the inside of your thigh. 

Jungkook drank greedily from your body and you should scream or run but a rush of adrenaline turned the sligh pain to pleasure. You threw your head back crying out into your hand. It felt like you were getting off again and Taehyung’s lips on your collarbones didn't make things easier. 

“Now now…We need to be careful with our darling…” Taehyung pushed Jungkook until he detached from your thigh. “Don't forget to kiss the wound…”

Jungkook came up from under your skirt again, mouth covered in your cum and a small string of blood. His irises shone bright red and his plush lips were pushed down by sharp canines. 

“Is our darling slut ready? Hmm?” Taehyung laughed at the sight of his creation but was a little jealous that he got to taste you first deep down.

“Yes and she tastes divine…”Jungkook could suck you dry right then and there but he was happy Taehyung didn't let him. 

“In which way?” the man to your side laughed lightly as he spoke, kissing the top of your head.”Are you ready for the main event darling?”

You gasped as he pushed the wine off the table, placing you right on it. Both men stood looming over you, Jungkook by your head and Taehyung between your thighs. He ripped your skirt in half, left your lower half cool to the air. Long, slender fingers slid down fabric as Taehyung undressed from his shirt, leaving you to stare at his skin. He dropped his slacks and underwear, cock hard and eager for your wetness. His hand found your hips and you could feel the tip of his cock as he moved it up and down. 

“Do you want me in you, slut?” you quivered, eyes squeezing shut as you nodded.”Say it!”

“Yes! Yes I want you inside me, please~~” Taehyung pushed inside your pussy, taking care to let you adjust but it was hard not moving directly in your heat. He groaned over you and rolled his hips carefully. 

Jungkook was painfully hard over your head, muscles on display since he had lost his shirts somewhere along the line. You could see his cock strain against the fabric of his pants.

“Uh Uh…focus on me, slut..” Taehyung left your pussy, just to push completely inside you again.”He has had his fun, it's my turn now.”

He angled his hips in a way which hit a spot which sent stars to your gaze. You moaned loudly, hands coming to grasp his soft hair. Taehyung leaned over you, moved so deep and fast you felt like it was hard to breathe. He kissed between the junction of your neck and shoulder, small small kisses until he bit and pierced your skin. Blood moved from your to him as he fucked you hard on the table. He drank and drank, groaning against your skin. 

Jungkook moaned over your head. He couldn't touch you yet but he couldn't stop himself from stroking his cock at the sight of Taehyung fucking you hard, of him drinking your delicate blood. 

“Fuck…” Taehyung left your neck and smiled at his creations' breathy whisper.”She looks so good”

Taehyung licked his red stained lips, his irises also red now. 

“You were right…” he straightened from your body, groaning as he pushed into you. “She is delicious…our little slut..”

Jungkook gave the older one a hopeful eye and Taehyung felt like being nice today, besides being so hard must hurt. He pushed you closer to the other edge of the table, keeping a steady hold and pace. You could feel him in the deepest parts of yourself. 

“Go ahead Jungkook, use her little mouth..” your eyes widened as Jungkook pushed slowly past your lips, shuddering as you desperately tried to swallow around him.

“So good…” Jungkook petted your cheek with affection in his red eyes. “Such a good girl.”

He pushed until you couldn't take more, gurgling around his cock. Taehyung had been still until he thought you were okay, then he moved with an eagerness that hadn't been there before. He lifted one of your legs so it could rest on his shoulder and it pushed you deeper on Jungkook’s cock. The boy threw his head back but all you saw was hard abs. Teras and spit ran all over your face, your body in their complete control. You felt a sharp pain shoot from just above your knee when Taehyung bit you again, sucking the warm blood from your veins. Jungkook leaned over the table, completely filling your throat and mouth, and kissed Taehyung to get a taste of your blood. His fingers threaded through Taehyung’s hair as he moved in and out of your pussy. 

“Greedy brat…” Taehyung laughed but ended the sound with a groan as you clamped down on him, struggling to breathe slightly.”You need to let our slut breathe Jungkook…”

He left your mouth with a wet pop, cock dripping in your spit as you caught slightly while air rushed down to your lungs. Taehyung kept moving in and out of you, hand pressing down on your lower stomach. You whined out, eyes managing to catch Jungkook’s before he moved back into your mouth. You were pushed between the two of them, listening to the wet sounds echo in your ears. 

Jungkook removed your thread shirt and flicked at your nipples, groaning when you swallowed around his cock. Taehyung loved the sight of your flushed flesh and stuffed pussy, your heat made him almost burst right then and there. Jungkook played some more with your breasts before he leaned down and bit the side of your stomach. They boy couldn't get enough of your blood and he cummed down your throat with one last hard suck from you. The mixture of cumming and tasting your blood made him lightheaded. He tasted saltier than other men but it wasn't unpleasant, not when Taehyung pushed at your spot. 

He grabbed your waist and sat down on the cushioned seat. A dazzling smile filled your vision as he met your falling body. 

“Such a good slut…You did great…” he stroked over your hair, stroked the inside of your pussy. 

You panted over him, head falling back as he sunk his teeth into the top of your left breast. One hand held you up right while the other trailed down to your clit. Taehyung knew he was close so he wanted you to cum for him. It didn't take long for him to get you there, back arching into his mouth while your pussy clenched on him, milking him for all his worth. You almost screamed as you came a second time that night, collapsing into his hard body. 

Taehyung laughed a little breathy over your shoulder, maneuvering the two of you until he could slip out of you. He kissed every place someone had bit you so the wounds would close up. He was very gentle, so gentle that you had a hard time keeping your eyes open or maybe it was the blood loss. 

“It’s okay darling, rest…” he whispered into your ear, getting Jungkook to drape his coat over your cooling body. 

Most of your clothes had been destroyed so the two of them would have to go shopping for you and you would need food, preferably something high on iron. Taehyung smiled down at your sleeping form, cleaning your face a little from smeared makeup and saliva.

“Come on Jungkook, we need to get her back…”

-

You sat up fast, eyes scanning a light blue walled big room. You were aching and only covered by a white silk cover. The sun shone into the room through thin curtains, moving slightly with a soft breeze from the opened window. Memories of last night, or at least you thought it was from last night, flickered in your mind. The crushing feeling of cumming and sharp teeth. You looked at your thigh and could see two faint marks on it but if you didn't know to look there, they would be almost undetectable. 

The door was suddenly pushed opened and in came the two men in your memories. Jungkook smiled wide and Taehyung came to kiss the top of your head. 

“Morning darling, slept well?” he let go of his bags, fabrics poking out of them. 

Jungkook dropped his outerwear and vest, crawling up the bed until he could pull you close to him, face resting in the crook of your neck. Taehyung did the same and took your other side, stroking his fingers over your covered stomach. Red eyes flashed in your mind and you realised Juliette had been right.

[exodusmc]

Insider 08

Genre: Power au, war au, rebel au

Words: 2022

Paring: Light manipulator Baekhyun  x  Reader

Side character/s: Exo, Bts

Warning!: Hinting forced birth, mention of death

a/n: I’m sorry for being gone again but I’m currently working on a royal Jimin fic, which is around 10 k already and I’m looking for ideas to write the next part in my hogwarts series. I was supposed to post a little earlier but then the news about Moonbin came out. I’m seending my condolences and wish everyone the best. Please now that there will awalys be someone who loves you and that you are enought!

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About two four months had passed, months filled with training. Minseok and Jongdae worked with you almost every day, giving you everything they had. It was hard but one on one was nothing. You didn't see Namjoon or Seokjin around much, only Jungkook and Hoseok. They were skilled in combat, their smiles bright. 

Jungkook was better in close contact, brown hair pulled back as dark eyes turned sinister, while Hoseok usually worked with long-range weaponry. He had locks close to red on his head, a gaze sharp like an eagle. The two of them built a team, just like Minseok and Jongdae, something you learned from the many late nights. 

The rebels were one team but they valued never being alone, which led to a system of two people making sure the other was safe. It was their way of keeping the majority alive. But apparently wasn't it something healers had, as long as they didn't go out in combat. Jongdae told you almost everything, how their lives had been built and what rules there were. They thought of you as one of them, a part of their mindset...Maybe you had accepted them, never smiling but you spoke more, retoring sarcastic words which made Jongdae howl with laughter and occasionally huff in annoyance. 

You felt at home with the two special men, their ever different stands on life which seemed to keep them close to one another. Even Jungkook and Hoseok made you a little less of a feather floating in the wind. But there was still one thing you couldn't talk about and that was your parents, the mere thought of them made the walls too close. Maybe there was some sort of repressed memory, something your child brain thought was too scary.

“Y/n?”your eyes snapped from staring at the wall, finding the leader smiling down at you. Namjoon stood tall above your sittig form, no one else around.”Is everything okay?”

You snuck away to be alone for just a second, finding a small room where you sat. Sure, you did like the others but going from not working with many people and being a lieutenant weren't easy, the constant work with keeping their feelings in mind and trying to understand somethings they did.

“Yes, sir.”

“You don't have to call me sir.”Namjoon sighed, sitting down by your side. He had a new scar by his mouth, small enough to be invisible for untrained eyes.” I have some questions I would like to ask you, they would probably be great help in what we are about to start..”

His words were ominous, surely hinting to a war you weren't sure anyone was ready for. Every since you arrived at the rebels, you didn't know anything that in the republic but it didn't mean you were clueless. They wanted the rebels gone and over time had you started to understand people a little more, making the higher ups far from human. 

“Okay..”

“It’s about the republic and what you know..”you weren't surprised, eyes staying on your fingers. There was invisible blood on them, blood you tried to scrub away but it was still there.”Tell me anything you feel comfortable with..”

“They tried searching for you in the sky when I last heard about strategies but I don't think they will do it for a long time…”your gaze rose to the wall, a fan swishing over your head. Everyone was so young and yet they had to lead a revolution for rights you didn't think about before. Suddenly did you remember the book you wrote, hoped that it was destroyed when the hospital exploded.

“They have already stopped…”Namjoon, you learned, was only 20, so much responsibility laying on his shoulders at the tender age. It didn't make sense to you but if no one stepped up, would nothing change..”A base was bombed, most of the people in it died..I think around 80 made it..”

You didn't like the feelings in your body, cold and nauseous, hot and clawing. They were dead and you could have been the one killing them. 

“Junmyeon has been asking about you and how you’re doing..”Namjoon saw the color start draining from your face so he changed the subject.”I’ve told him that you’re doing really well and seems to like Jongdae and Minseok..But maybe you can call him so he calms down a little?”

“Okay..but I-I want to tell you something…”your head felt like mush, heart picking up its pace. Stress never faced you in battle, it didn't matter if Minseok tried to impale you with ice, you didn't care, but the second you started to think about everything, were you shaking. Guilt, you guessed you felt guilt.”..They have hidden buildings where they birth children for the armies..”

Namjoon stared at you, his orbs darkening to a thunder night sky. No one knew about it and you had only seen a sip bit of a video, the dying  body which would never survive the birth. You weren't supposed to care so you didn't, brain forcing the images to burn.  

“I don't know where but I know where they keep the videos..”he stood up, towering with broad shoulders. Namjoon was beyond rage at your confession. 

“Come with me, we need to speak with Junmyeon..”

-

Baekhyun ate quietly, thoughts turning in his head. You weren't back and Yixing was always busy, even after he returned..The light bender had no clue what he was doing, only that the doctor ran around and smiled anytime he saw Baekhyun. They didn't share a room anymore..well maybe they did but Yixing never slept there so Baekhyun wasn't sure what to believe. 

At least, he wasn't alone. Chanyeol and Sehun were always there. Goofed around and laughed, even when they were training. The two of them were close and made Baekhyun smile with little effort. It was weird how fast things could change, only short of half a year had passed and he felt like he belonged somewhere. 

Everytime Baekhyun looked in the mirror could he see muscles on his arms and a fuller face due to the fact that he got to eat. His skin wasn’t dull and it had a slightly darker tone to it now, made him more alive to the eyes of bystanders. He was appealing to look at, Chanyeol would often tease him because of the multiple females and males sending him long gazes, but he couldn't find one he actually felt something for. It was something he couldn't tell anyone, since it was a lie. He couldn't find anyone here but he would often think about someone somewhere else. 

Baekhyun coughs slightly, breaking his gaze from the table just for it to get stuck on the chair before him. You circled his mind whenever he got a moment for himself. He wasn't sure what feeling you brought him but he knew that no one else occupied his brain as much as you did. Your eyes were empty but you cried and now when he felt safe in himself, was he remembering the shimmer in them, the depths of a well with high walls built on lies. People never knew anything more about you than that you were a lieutenant, that it was your choice to kill for them, but Baekhyun knew more, just like Yixing and probably Junmyeon. You were just human like everyone else. Human with a buried heart, guarded by thorns and locked behind mirror orbs.

“Sup Baek!”Chanyeol broke him from his trans, the clatter of tupperware brought him back to the canteen. 

Sehun sat to his right while a boy named Kyungsoo sat to Chanyeol’s life. Kyungsoo had come and gone over the course of three months, his eyes dark but easily flammable. Baekhyun still felt the ache from training the first time with Kyungsoo who was completely ruthless, seeding stone after stone right at his face. 

It had been extremely tiring for Baekhyun since he had to use copious amounts of energy to destroy the blocks but in the end did he manage...it was not like passing out and had to be pushed aside by Sehun’s wind or anything. Kyungsoo was a little nicer the times after but still didn't stop until everyone in the room was panting. 

“Still not gonna give Soha a chance?”Baekhyun cringed at the name, remembering the teleporting girl and how she turned up while he just finished showering. 

“Please..can we forget that?”Chanyeol snickered before shrugging his shoulders. 

Everyone started eating, the rustle around them fading into a slight buzz, but Baekhyun suddenly saw Junmyeon making his way over them, his stepps fast. 

Sehun noticed the slight confusion in his friend's face, fork stopping just for his mouth. 

“Kyungsoo can you come with me?”four pairs of eyes rested on the eldest torne face. Junmyeon had aged due to his position and his past, everything the still young man had seen.”It’s urgent…”

“Is something wrong?” Chanyeol was ready to leave and fight in a second, arms tense as he almost stood up from the chair.

Baekhyun learned over time that the power one possessed was growing from your personality in some way, but he didn't tell anyone this, even as Chanyeol with fire in his heart held his head high, or when Sehun moved through space quietly, observing everything with a fleeting touch. 

“I need to talk with Kyungsoo and it’s important but right now it is not dangerous..”with that,  both of them walked away. 

Watching them, hair moving with every step, Baekhyun had a feeling that he would be seeing the one he thought about sooner than later. 

-

Soft sounds of beeping and turning paper floated in Yixing’s head, fingers gracing over every file he had as the room was peaceful. He spent most of his time by his bed, flipping through the documents he mangade to steal. Your parents were among them but the words were nothing of help, only small bits of useless information since the republic didn't know who they were. 

Sighing, Yixing pressed his fingers against his drumming temples, the slowly rising headache making him irritated. After the explosion and his injury had the headaches been more regular, creeping up his spine to hammer at his skull. But it’s whatever, he’s fine even when feeling in his right leg starts to fade. 

Suddenly there was a small sound of sheets moving and his dark gaze found honey eyes on a honey boy who had paled slightly. 

“Jongin?”

-

“How come we get to use the tunnels now?”your question made Minseok send you a side glance, his packing movements stopping for a millisecond. 

You had changed, maybe not as much as Baekhyun according to what Junmyeon said, but there was something hiding in your gaze. There was a fire in your movements, another force he couldn't feel in the beginning. 

Minseok never knew you parents but it was your mother who found him and…, she found all of them and saved them. You had her lips when they weren't pulled into a deep frown, he wondered if you knew..that you still had a connection to them even though you really had no clue who they were. 

“Because they trust you more now?”Jongdae grinned, his hand coming to rustle your hair even if he wasn't that much taller than you.”You’re on our side now so I’ll let you in on all our secret tunnels..”

Jongdae laughed, leaning closer to your ear so Minseok could hear what he was about to say.

“Even the ones they don't know about..”his smirk was playful, eyes shimmering like they always did.”Hanhee won't tell..”

Minseok turned to stare at them both, the sheepish look on Jongdae and your indifferent face. He sighed, having slept too bad to scold Jongdae.

“Come on, they will be here soon..”

So after four months would you return to the place you woke up in, you would meet them all again...and everything would begin.

Tags: @shesdreaminginoverdose

[exodusmc]

Golden, like the snitch

Genre: Hogwarts au, fluff, some angst

Words: 3092

Paring:  slytherin  Sehun x  hufflepuff reader

Warning!: Injury, bad relationship with parents

a/n: This ones a part in my hogwarts series, I’m solwly working one the other guys as well. But schools hard man, but maybe it will clam down a little now and I’ll get some motivation back! I will try to update Insider more and I hope everyones well!

Gif is not mine 

You were always sitting by the window facing whomping willow, a book in your hands that flipped pages with a soft sound. Sehun would lean his head against one of the many book shelves, eyes closed as he just listened. The title could be about animals or herbs, even the universe was in your rotations of books. But it was your time to relax, his too, and he really needed it right now. There was a quidditch match right around the corner, looming over his shoulders like his bloodline. 

Sehun was a pureblood and he remembered the day he got sorted to slytherin, the happiness and relief he felt made him almost feel like he was drowning. But that was a long time ago, he was young back then, believing in blood and pride. Things were different now when he was sitting on the floor just breathing. The wish for everything to always be like this was growing like weed in his soul. 

-

Cheering echoed like a white noise in his head. Chanyeol swished around in his red clothing with grins on his lips. Sure, they were friends with each other but he was competitive and Sehun knew he actually had to try, if he wanted to avoid the disappointment of his father. 

Sweat dropped down his forehead as the Quaffel was thrown up. 

“Game on” someone screamed as Sehun focused everything on the snitch. He had to get it.

Wind ripped around him as he flew towards the golden ball, seeing the other seeker in the corner of his eye. Sehun barely managed to avoid the gryffindor coming at him.

Diving down, he slipped between wooden poles, only accompanied by the drumming of his heart. He was lean which meant he could move fast and it made him a great seeker, but he was also foolish. 

Coming up from the tunnel like graves around the arena, he was so focused on the snitch he missed the other seeker.  Swirling around and around, pain shot up his side. Sehun could feel his vision blurr but he had to ignore it and all the gasps from the public. He couldn't even hear what the announcer said, only try to steer his broom right. 

“Shit shit…”his mumble was lost to the wind, adrenaline making the pain forgettable. The snitch was so close now, he could almost feel it with his fingers tips. Cheering broke out around him and Sehun exhaled one last time. 

Lifting his gaze from the golden ball, time stopped, because there was another golden thing right before him. His obsidian eyes met yours as you were standing with the other hufflepuffs, right in the direction he was flying towards. It was you and only you, until there was nothing. 

Gaps broke through the crowd and you put your hands over your mouth. Someone was screaming at the slytherin beaters but you could only stare at the green and black pile on the ground. Both bludgers had hit him in the side. 

Teachers rushed towards him, Hagrid lifting the limp body and ignoring Mcgonagall's warnings to wait for a gurney.    

You hadn't spoken much with Sehun but you knew about the Oh family since they had an interesting history but rumors spread like wildfires in Hogwarts so you knew more than just history too. Searching through the crowd, you found the man who had similar features to Sehun but he didn't even look concerned. No, he only stood up and left the stand. 

“Did he die?” someone to your right asked but you could only hope it was not the case, besides Madame Pomfrey was excellent with what she was doing, the best. You knew since you had studied a little under her and she was almost a miracle worker. 

- 

Sehun groaned as he seemingly came back to life, the grogginess and headache making him turn to the side and hope for a bucket or something to catch his last lunch. But nothing came up, only liquid since he hadn't eaten for five days. 

Coughing, he managed to focus on the tall windows. It wasn't something new, being in the hospital wing, but the figure standing to his right, holding a bucket, was something new.

You looked concerned at his pale face, even if you had watched it turn green, blue and red. He had some nasty bruises still but they had started to fade, all thanks to…

“Madame Pomfrey, he’s awake!” you called for the peculiar woman, watching as she came out from her room.

She had a tendency to not like when the wing was crowded but ever since you expressed interest in healing magic, had she helped you and taken a liking to you. Madame Pomfrey would smile at you and say that she felt safe leaving her wing to you when her time had come. It made you feel both warm and weird, how could she not be in the hospital wing? Folding sheets or making sure that all the supplies were stocked?

“Now now mister Oh, please stay down..” she pushed Sehun down gently, making him still as she checked to see how he had healed. 

You remember coming later the same day he had fallen, just before curfew. The scary bandages and hollowness of his eyes. It got worse when Madame Pomfrey told you about the broken ribs and arm and dislocated shoulder and twisted ankle and…yeah, you were surprised he was as whole as he was.

“Everything seems to be healing right but I want you to rest for this day…”the Madame stood up, mumbling to herself a little as she thought about what she had to write down, you guessed.”I’ll get you some food…and Y/n, please don't stay too long, our patient needs his sleep..”

She said everything with a smile but you knew she meant it too, besides why were you here? You didn't know Sehun..maybe you should tell his friends instead. 

Madame Pomfrey left with the closing of the privacy screens and you were alone with Sehun. It got awkward fast, you wondered why you were still there and he thought about how you had seen him take fall from the sky and throw up. He was so cool..yeah right, all he had to do now was say something stupid. 

“How..how are you feeling?” the question hung in the air, your voice soft like the turning of pages. 

Sehun closed his eyes, floating back to all the times in the library, the peace and calm. He hadn't realised until now but you were a safe space just as much as the window nook. 

“I’m sore but that’s about it…have a little bit of a headache, maybe..”your smile was too pretty, almost unfair. He knew why you belonged to hufflepuff. 

“That’s good…since you took quite a fall..”his slightly reddening cheeks made you giggle. Gazing at him up close was so different from seeing him in the corridors, the boy was not as scary as you thought. 

The ruffle of fabric made the both of you tense as Madame Pomfrey arrived with food, her blue eyes having something knowing in them. 

“Here you go mister Oh…eat carefully now so it stays down..”she left as soon as she came but you knew it was time for you to go as well. 

“Well I should leave you now…”it actually made him disappointed, seeing you stand up from the chair. It felt empty now. “By the way…you caught it, the snitch..”

-

“Dude! You can't scare us like that!” Chanyeol’s loud voice made Madame Pomfrey almost throw her tray, glaring at the giant who pulled the privacy screens with one goal in mind. Junmeyon had the decency to look embarrassed and apologetic at the older woman before he to piled into the almost room.”I really thought you were dead!”

Sehun smiled a little, the feeling of warmness spreading through his cold chest when he watched Junmyeon, Chanyeol and Baekhyun standing before him. The others would be here too if it weren't for school and Madame Pomfrey. But they were family and the best thing that could have ever happened to him. They were what made him take the right way, his own way. 

“Yea! I mean, we couldn't have let you go in that way! It would have been too embarrassing for you!” Baekhyun teased but Junmyeon would later tell him that the other slytherin boy had cried for days and been red eyed due to it. Chaewon had told them about how scared he was, even after it was declared that Sehun would survive. 

“How did you miss the bludgers!?”Chanyeol leaned forward, staring his friend down. Sehun was usually one of the best players and missing those goddamn iron balls was one hell of a rookie mistake, especially since it was so they were coming towards him.

Something clicked in Baekhyun's brain and he got that grin on his face, accompanied with that look that only meant hell was about to go down. Junmyeon swallowed because he also knew why and it was spelt hufflepuff. 

“Maybe he was looking for something else..just as gold as the snitch..”the smirk widened, his tone crawling over Sehun’s skin. Baekhyun leaned forward, excitement in his brown eyes.”A little bird whispered that she had been here everyday since the fall…hmm, you wouldn't know, would ya?”

Sehun’s cheeks reddened and that was that, his crush confirmed for his loud mouthed friend. Chanyeol’s eyes widened as realisation hit him like the Hogwarts express.

“Is it her you have been going to all this time? When you just disappear?” Chanyeol’s question made Sehun even hotter in the face and Baekhyun made some delighted noise. 

“My my..have our little Sehunnie fallen in love? I never thought I would see the day!” Baekhyun could tease anyone to death but he was quickly remiended with his own pining after Chaewon and actually kept his mouth shut after that. 

“Well..I’m happy you’re fine..”Junmyeon smiled, his hair perfectly laid.”Rest some more now..”

With that was Sehun left alone again and Chanyeol hurried out when he felt the daggers Madame Pomfrey's eyes threw after him.

-

You didn't dare come back for three days after Sehun had woken up, too embarrassed and filled with butterflies. But the Madame asked for your help so one morning, when the double doors closed, were you standing in the room and alone with the black haired slytherin again. 

“Good morning.”Sehun had started to love the sounds of your voice, carving to hear the tones.

“Morning..”it became quiet again, you two just studying each other.” Why are you here?”

Maybe it sounded rude, he hoped it didn't, but he sure knew what he wished you would say. 

“I’m helping Madame Pomfrey…and she shows me some…stuff.”

“Oh…”disappointing but not surprising, stupid of him to hope you came to see him. 

Quiet again, so heavy that it felt like something pressed down on his chest. Sehun’s hair shone in morning light filtering through half opened white curtains. It looked soft when it had no gel in, like you wanted to pull your fingers through it. Some colour had returned to his face as well but the tone was still contracting to those were dark eyes. Green sure fit him but this not so perfect look made him less hard. 

“How’s everything going? Are you well now?” you kept your distance, watching like you always did. He was pure blood and you were half, it would never be okay or even an option.

“I’m okay now, getting out tomorrow..”

“Oh…”you wanted to say more, wanted to ask about him..the real him, but nothing left your lips, nothing left his.”That’s great to hear…”

Sehun didn't have a chance to say something more, he could only watch as you slipped into Madame Pomfrey’s room.

-

Sehun watched you from afar, gaze following as he guessed you were picking out a book to read at your nook…One week had passed since he left the hospital wing and he felt like the two of you were catching each other's eyes more but you would look away, every time. And Baekhyun noticed, he noticed it too much. 

“You know..ogling at her won't make her come talk to you…” Sehun glared at his house mate, hating the heat he felt covering his cheeks.

“You forced Chanyeol to come when you wanted to talk to Chaewon…about dragons too..”Kyungsoo didn't look up from his book when he spoke, missing the offended look Baekhyun had. 

“Yeah…and you were pale because you were so stressed.”Chanyeol smiled but Sehun had noticed that his giant of a friend was looking for someone and that he had been a little off since he ran into that ravenclaw. 

“Maybe I can get Chaewon to talk to her!..”Baekhyun’s voice was loud again, earning glares from a table filled with students.”...but I don't really know if they are friends…”

Sehun stopped listening because you were gone and it took most of his willpower to not go after you or at least where he thought you went.

-

Autumn had turned to winter and Sehun started to dread the holiday break, even if there were weeks left. He hadn't heard from his father since he fell and it probably meant he was mad. It clouded his mind and Chanyeol was worried for his friend, seeing him fall deeper and deeper in that dark void. 

“Hey..are you staying over the holidays?” Sehun looked at the giant, scarf covering most of his lower face but letting his ears point out.”I was thinking about it anyway…”

Sehun sighed. He knew that Chanyeol really wanted to go home, see his family and the creature he called a dog. 

“No…I’m going home…” but it wasn't home, not like Hogwarts.”I think you should too.”

Chanyeol smiled sadly, throwing his arm over his friend's shoulders. 

“Well then, we better celebrate before everyone leaves!” yea, before everyone leaves…” Butterbeers on me!”

Sehun laughed lightly, nodding his head, black hair laid perfectly just like his uniform.  He would miss his friends but he couldn't keep them here, not when they already did so much for him. However, there was one more place he had to go to before leaving, one more person to see. 

-

The bookshelves were the same, spines in all colours and with all titles. Sehun walked quietly, following his usual path towards the window. But you weren't there, no he was just staring out the glass at a grey world which would probably soon be covered in white snow. The whomping willow bare and almost lonely. 

“Oh…uhm…”he turned fast as lightning, wide eyed and blushing. You stood there, book in hand and robes falling over your form.”Sorry…are using this…uhm place?”

Sehun just stared. There you were, busting him. Shit. 

“No no…eh..”Sehun scratched his neck, wondering what he should say. You had already seen him and it would be weird if he just ran away.”You can…read here, if you want..”

But he didn't move, glancing up and down from your book to your eyes. You too felt like disappearing. No one had ever come close the million times you had been here and now was Oh Sehun standing there, looking dumbfounded. 

“O..okay..?”Shit, he should really leave, like now but he didn't want to. The next time he could be in forever and anything could happen. 

“Maybe we can…use it together?” Sehun grabbed a random book from the shelf, smiling slightly. It made his face completely different, soft and with arched brows instead of straight.

“Sure…but I didn't know you were interested in the frog choir…” Sehun looked down at the book he had taken, hearing you giggle softly under your breath. He blushed, putting it back before actually looking at the titles.

You kept laughing as quietly as you could, hopping up to sit by the window you always sat, back pressed against the wooden frame. It was actually spaceus up there and had a nice view of the outside, something which made you calm, for the most part. But now, now was a slytherin distracting you. 

Sehun looked and looked, taking a book called “History of frogs and the magic world” and putting it back. It made you laugh again, the clueless look he had as he searched for something bearable to read. He didn't know that this was the “frog corner” and that you had chosen it because almost no one came back here.

“You won't find anything here…If you don't want to read about frogs…”your smile was wide as Sehun turned to look at you, this weird feeling floating through him. Most of the time, he was hiding behind one of the shelfs but was now right before you.

“Ah…Yeah not really..”

“Do..Do you want me to read for you?” you lifted the book in your hands, heat slowly creeping up your face.” I’m a couple pages in but maybe that’s okay?”

Sehun nodded, swallowing a little too hard. It was everything he had dreamed of for a long time but it felt..not scary but not okay either. Like this could break a fragile picture of something he cherished. 

He hopped onto the window sill, leaning against the cool glass as you started to read. It was pleasant to listen to, made his heart beat calmly. Your voice was really like the turning of pages, soft and full in a sense that only emotions made vowles. 

With closed eyes, he let the whole world be only you and your voice. There was nothing more, no problem and no need. Only you and him. Everything made you hope a little, glancing at the slytherin boy with polished hair and no part of his uniform tilted. Maybe one day, you’ll read for him but those words will be your own and said to him as a promise of forever…hopefully he’ll have his own too. 

“Shhhhh…”Baekhyun waved his hand up and down, a camera pointing towards a window. He was leaning as much as he could around the bookshelf, holding his tongue between his teeth. 

You and Sehun were blissfully unaware of the jokester, who was Sehun’s housemate. But he was too unaware of the gryffindor taking his own picture. Those two pictures would later become your favorite when your Hogwarts years were done. Sehun would blush but secretly feel the same

[exodusmc]

Insider 07

Genre: Power au, war au, rebel au

Words: 1512

Paring: Light manipulator Baekhyun  x  Reader

Side character/s: Exo, Bts

Warning!: Hinting to death of a close one, mention of death 

a/n: Sooo....It’s been a while, like a year. I’m so sorry, I know how much it sucks to read a series when it’s not finished. I’ll try to be better now and hopefully have my motivation 

Gif is not mine 

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Jongdae was peering over your shoulder, trying to hear what you said over the phone, since Minseok told him to stay with you in a blunt way, even when the younger whined out how you were a big girl and would take care of yourself. 

It was late at night and you weren't sure Yixing would pick up, the whole day had gone at eating and seeing the base. You had seen other people, their cheeks pulled to smiles and eyes which burnt with more than just survival. The republic didn't know how big the rebellion actually was or how strong they could become with a purpose. Namjoon wanted to ask you about things, you were sure of it, but he said tomorrow and to rest. 

“Is he answering?”Jongdae had freckles, you realized that the spots weren't dirt after he got to shower, he also had a charm which everyone seemed to fall for. You and everyone else had been shown the kids room, seen them all play with him, but you couldn't stay for long, a foreign feeling which made you feel sick crawled in your stomach. Those children could have been killed or put into facilities or they could have been born by a mother who didn't have a choice.”Y/n?”

“No…”you barely managed to finish the word before the other end  sparked to life, a static fading into Yixing’s voice. 

“You called…”he was surprised, smiling from ear to ear. You stayed, you would help them in the end. 

Tired and relieved, Yixing plopped down on a chair in a random room. They had lost about four patients but most were stable now. He had worked non stop since he came, not sure what time it was.

“You asked me too..”closing his eyes, Yixing chuckled weakly. His leg hurt more than before, having been overused. 

“I did..”you glanced at Jongdae who’s eyes were on you like a hawk.”...Do you want anything else?”

“Actually I wanted to tell you about your parents..”the world around you faded, heart being the only sound again.” I met someone who knew them personally.”

“Could you leave me alone for a little while?”Jongdae gaped, scratching his nape. He wasn't supposed to leave you but at the same time you were speaking with Yixing and it seemed important. With a small nod he walked away, giving you one last look before the door closed.

“I met a girl named Seohee..”he paused for a second, waiting to hear if you were still there.”She was good friends with you parents, knew them very well, and she told me she was surprised when you were first seen by the rebels. “

You wondered what this woman must have thought when she realized you, the daughter of her friends who fought for their rights, was a killing machine, molded to fit a government ruled by hate and greed. It must have been horrible, a tortury a sadist wanted. 

“She was happy to see you alive..”those words, you didn't like them. They spread a warm feeling in your blood and a stone in your stomach. Even if your life had been growing on lies, had it been easier without the tumult.”Seohee told me your parents would be revelied you survived when they didn't.”

“But I’m the enemy..” Yixing tensed, eyes wide and energy flowing back to his system. 

He could hear something different in your voice, the heaviness of emotion, like you broke the armor which was once meant to hold you in a cage. You said something which seemed to be your own and not forced out by years of training. Yixing had seen change in both you and Baekhyun, a spirit which returned to a shell, to lead. He knew you could finish what your parents started.

“But you don't have to be anymore...You can be like them, you can get to know them and find your bloodline.”so many thoughts circled your head, screams of dead and dying but you had no clue if it was the future or the past. Everything bleed together and you weren't sure if you could picture a world where children could smile instead of cry.”Your parents fought for freedom for them and you. They were loved and they helped everyone through hard times..Seohee said you were their hope, the fuel to keep fighting even if you didn't have any powers.”

“Okay I think that’s enough..”you hadn't even heard Minseok come in or realized he took the phone, only that hands landed on your shoulders and a soft voice asked if you were fine.”..I can call tomorrow but we need to sleep and so do you doctor Zhang, goodnight.”

“Hey hey Y/n are you in there?”Jongdae spoke softly, smiling at your cloudy far away eyes. He had heard your breathing pick up its pace and got concerned so he walked in, finding you with tears in your eyes. It had sealed the deal for him, you were just like them and he would protect you like it too.

But you...you couldn't stop thinking about Yixing’s words, the letters coming out like a manter in your head. But you don't have to be anymore..

-

Junmyeon walked through the corridor, eyes resting on the far end. In the near future could he only  make out that there would be no peace but a war and the world would be destroyed again. He wanted to see healing, however, you can't heal with poison still in your system. He knows it will be hard and devastating but he has to finish what was started years ago, because he can't let anyone else suffer like they do now.       

Walking up to the surface, he flows like water and turns to a stream of the past. In his hand is a pendel, silver slightly rusted due to its age, lines of a dragon almost faded. It was a long time ago, when he was the one left to carry it. Junmyeon believed it wasn't supposed to turn out like this, him being left behind, and maybe it was for him he fought so hard, the one who lost. 

Finally stopping, the water manipulator dropped to the ground by the shell to a tree. Time had fixed the earth just enough for red flowers to bloom every march, coloring the surrounding just a little. It was his safe haven, the place where he was a mere boy again, and the resting place for his best friend.

Digging up a little hole by a root, he dropped the neckles down, the younger version of him flashing in Junmyeon’s mind. He was safe here and when the future was unclear, did he want him to never be found again, have his peace. Tears fell down his face, silent and like a feathery touch, but it was okay, just like he said that time, it was all going to be okay.             

-

Baekhyun chewed the inside of his cheek, pain flaring up his right leg. Chanyeol was rougher this time, his eyes going in and out of focus. Anger, Baekhyun guessed, because of the fact that you weren't just a monster anymore. You saved a random person and his family, you saved Yixing and Baekhyun, Chanyeol couldn't let himself  see you as something with feelings. If you had feelings and a life, so would every other soldier and that makes Chanyeol sick to his stomach, because then there was someone waiting for them to come home and he himself would have made that an impossibility. 

With a low growl of frustration was he sending a fireball across the room, right at Baekhyun. It almost hit him, creeping up the walls instead until Sehun managed to kill it by taking away the oxygen.  

“What the hell Chanyeol!” Sehun turned around swiftly, nostrils flared as he panted due to the energy his power took. The three of them were just staring at each other, tension building with everyone's element.”You could have killed him..”

A red eye and a brown eye landed on Baekhyun, confusion filling them both to the brim. The older of them knew what was happening, because he felt it too once. Chanyeol was losing control and the sense of comfort in his power. He could have hurt someone badly, something he wants to avoid, but when the brain gets foggy, it’s hard to think clearly. 

“I’m fine...but maybe we should stop for today?”with a stiff nod was the tall man making his way out, gaze locked before him and yet not in the room. Chanyeol disappeared fast, leaving the other two staring after him.

“Will he be okay?” Sehun whose face never showed pain and fear shone brightly with the feelings, orbs flickering around. He was still young...they all were still young.

“Hmm, I sure he will…”Baekhyun remembered seeing you in the tunnel before you went away, he remembered the man telling them you saved him.”..but maybe he had to bury the axe with Y/n..”

Tags: @shesdreaminginoverdose

[exodusmc]

Pretty boy

Genre:  Smut, slight  enemies to lovers 

Words: 2084

Paring: Yeonjun x female reader

Warning!: public, kissing, cunnilingus, orgasm denial, slight over stimulation, dirty words 

a/n: Hello! I’m sorry I never updated insider! I’ll try to do it soon...(promise this time hehehe). But I’m working on a Sehun hogwarts au and it should be out soon, as well as a Chanyeol one. I’ll try to look in to the requests as well( btw thank you everyone who has requested something!) I hope everyone is having a good time too :)

Gif is not mine 

“I don't like you…”it didn't sound convincing, coming out as puffs from your parted lips while he devoured you whole. Kissing until your lips were bruising.

Yeonjun smirked, stealing your breath away and rolling his hips into yours. His fingers were stroking down your side until they stopped on your waist, drawing circles on the exposed skin.

“ I feel like that’s hard to believe” he chuckled close to your ear, lips painted by your lipstick.”Almost as hard as me…”

Chills went down your spine, that awful smirk that made you weak covering his stupid face. 

Yeonjun was the annoying pretty boy who had been fed with a silver spoon his whole life, he was everything you hated with upper eastside. Luxury cars and branded clothes. But he was handsome and he was a great kisser. It wasn't meant to be like this, you were never supposed to roll around in bed with him but being drunk could lead to dumb desitions and the best orgasm in your life.

“No one can fuck you like I can…”Yeonjun pulled from your lips, chest heaving as he stared you down. His fingers trailed down to your thighs, lifting the skirt part of your dress until they found home on your hip. He moved down as well, keeping your eyes, smirking wider when realization hit you.” No one can make you scream like I can..”

He was going to eat you out, in public where anyone could stumble up the stairs. Shit, that was hot. 

Lips found your clothed pussy, sucking lightly at your clit. A small gasp left your lips, back pressed against the wall. You could hear him chuckle under your dress, laying one of your legs over his shoulder so you were completely in his control. 

Your heart started to beat harder, head thrown back as he pulled your panties to the side. His breath ghosted over your slit and oh my god, you just wanted to pull him close. Yeonjun was good at this, an expert with his fingers and tongue. He could make you cum and he could have you dripping with just the promise of a hot night. 

Moaning, you felt as he started to lapp at your entrance, then sucking at your clit. It felt like you were high and any other time would you hate him for how weak he could make you, but not now, not when he was sucking the life out of you. 

“I-I I’m gonna cum..”you whined, hands searching for anything to grasp at, keep you grounded. 

But just as the fall was about to sweep you with it, did he stop. You stiffened, eyes opening as you stared in disbelief at the ceiling. He laughed under your dress, kissing your shaking thighs carefully before coming back up. That evil mother fucker, he had you so close, and he was smiling!

“Now now, can’t have you cumming just yet..you haven't earned it..” he grabbed your cheeks with one hand, staring you down with dark eyes. You, on the other hand, stared at his glistening lips. It gave Yeonjun an idea.”Wanna taste yourself?”

He crashed his lips on you, sticking his tongue down your throat and stealing your breath away. Hand found your jaw as the other cupped your right breast. It felt naughty, tasting yourself, but it started to bring back the lost orgasm. 

“Fuck…you’re so hot..”Yeonjun licked his lips and your patince started to wear thin. He was playing with you, seeing how long he could go before you snapped. 

“Well then..fuck me..or are you all talk, hmmm?”it was your time to smirk, hands sliding up his chest as his face hardened.”Just because your daddy owns a lot of things, doesn't mean I’ll beg you or that you are that great..”

It was a lie, he was that great, and you would probably beg but what was the fun in admitting that. Your teasing made him hot because it was a dare to him and he would show you, oh how he would show you. Pushing you hard against the wall again, he caged you in with his towering height.

“Sounds like a bet…”he glared you down with a gaze that had something more, something you ignored in favor of this relationship being just fucking. 

“It is…pretty boy…”

“So what do I get when I win?” you huffed, hairs standing all over your body when he whispered the words in your ear, nibbling softly at the lobe.

“Don't be so cocky…”you pulled him by his dark hair, staring at him and the slightly exposed expansion of his neck.”What do you want?”

It made him smirk.

“You to stay…”

“Ok, whatever…”it made you a little uneasy.”I want you on your knees..When I win.”

Yeonjun removed your hands from his hair, keeping them over your head as he leaned in again. 

“Game on.”

-

The whole car ride was heavy, almost electric, but he didn't touch you once. Keeping his nice hands to himself, but they would be on you later. You felt warm just thinking about what he would do with those hands, fingers, lips…

“Don't get too carried away kitten…”Yeonjun brought you back to the car and you knew that he had already won. 

-

The second the door to his huge apartment closed were you pushed to the wall, getting a feeling of deja vu. Yeonjun suddenly seemed to turn soft, stroking down your cheek.

“I’m going to have you shaking and crying and begging when I’m done with you..” he almost sounded sincere when those filthy words left his pretty lips.

Yeonjun kissed you, hard and heavy, as his hands made nothing of the dress you wore. If he wanted to, he could take you right then and there, so wet were you. But he took his sweet time, touching every inch of skin he could get. You whined in the back of your throat, grabbing his hair in an attempt to hurry him. Yeonjun kept his composure, leaving your lips to glare at you.

“Keep your hands to yourself, or I won't ever touch where you want it the most..” he growled, backing away from your burning body. You almost fell for his trap, almost begged for him to come back.

“Okay…okay I promise I’ll be a good girl..”you brought out your best doe eyes.

He seemed pleased, grabbing your hand to drag you down the corridor until his bedroom was in sight. 

“You know Y/n…you’re really pretty when you don't argue back about everything..”his smile was cocky but his eyes sweet, hand leaving your own. He pushed you down on the soft bed and suddenly you were surrounded by him. 

Yeonjun was everywhere, kissing your swollen lips, touching your burning skin. His scent laid heavy around you and the making out slowed down slightly, giving you a chance to catch your breath, to breathe him. 

He left your lips to kiss down your body, between the wally of your breasts, down your stomach until he was just above your paintline. There he stopped to look at you. 

“Promise me Y/n…promise me to not give in for at least a second..” with that he dove back into your pussy, sucking hard and long on your covered clit. It had your back arching, voice raising and octave as you moaned. 

Your hands found his hair again, toes curling when he pulled the fabric to the side and pushed one finger into your quivering hole. Yeonjun ate you like he was starving, switching between hard and soft, reading your body for what felt the best. And you saw stars, mind lost in the way his perfect lips made you feel. Another finger was added and a particular hard suck on your clit had you stiffening with an orgasm, moan so loud you felt bad for his neighbors.

His laugh was low when you came back to it, lips glistening once again.

“Pretty…” he was too hot for his own good. 

Yeonjun crawled back up to you, knee between your legs. He sat back up so he could drag his shirt off, so he could flex his muscles, so you could stare him down. 

“I’m gonna fuck you now…”he started to undo his belt, eyes keeping yours as he undressed completly. 

He was hard and had probably been for quite some time now, all the more fun for you. Yeonjun was this nice size, where you felt full but it wasn't too much. Long enough to reach the good place but not long enough to hurt. 

Turning you around, he unhooked your bra and you could hear the ripping of packaging. Yeonjun was considerate enough to place a pillow under you before he leant forward, cock prodding at your entrance. His breath was hot against your ear, hand holding himself as he coated his cock with your juices. You were so excited, almost quivering with anticipation, but he didn't move, didn't quench your thirst for release. It lead to you whining softly, moving your hips in an attempt to get him into your empty pussy.

“Uh uh uh…”he left your back, holding one hand between your shoulder blades. He kept stroking himself on you but nothing more.”What do we say when we want something? Come on, be a good girl and ask for it, beg me to fuck you silly…”

Ah…he wanted you to fail, he was preying on your downfall. Another whine left your lips and you were shaking, you wanted it so much. You hated him for making you like this but you loved it too. This could be something you thought about another time, something you wouldn't let yourself fall for another time. 

“Pleaseeee, fuck mee…”you pushed more, glancing over your shoulder as he leaned back towards your ear.

“Come one…”Yeonjun whispered, biting the top of your ear.” You can do better…”

“Please please please…”how low could you actually fall?” Please fuck me! I beg you, just fuck me!”

And he listened, grabbing both your hips before he pushed through your lower lips, stretching you so nicely you saw stars.  A scream left your lungs as you fell forward, taking his fast pace. Bruise would form where his hands held you in place but you didn't care, not when he moved like he did, had you where it felt the best. 

Yeonjun fucked you like there was no tomorrow, in and out of your pulstaing and sensitive pussy. It didn't take long for you to feel the build up of another orgasm and when he pressed down on your clit, well your arms could hold you up anymore. The covers muted most of your scream, thighs shaking as your heart hammered in your chest. It was the best sight Yeonjun could ever see. You, shaking and crying form the orgasm, you breathing so hard from the over stimulation. Fuck, he was gonna cum too. 

“Uh..Uh..uh” he groaned over you, abusing your poor pussy.” Such a good good girl…”

He came just seconds after, filling the condom and you kinda wished he was filling you instead. 

Tears left your eyes, breathing laboured as everything calmed down. Yeonjun slipped out of you, rolling to his side while the world caught up to you. Fuck, you promised yourself that the last time would be the last time you were with him…This was bad and…

“You lost…”turning your head, you stared at the dark hairs falling over his forehead, the shades playing in his eyes. Yeonjun was everything you hated with the upper class but good, he was pretty.” You lost the bet…”

“Yeah…whatever..”you rolled your eyes, watching as his eyes crinkled when he laughed.

Yeonjun, dragged you towards him, pulling you under his chin. He drew circles on your arm and you felt safe.

“Stay…don't run away like you usually do..”he kissed the top of your head and you wanted to hit him for it. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Just sex, nothing more.

“I feel disgusting tho…” he laughed and it vibrated through your tired form.

“We can think about that tomorrow…” he reached for the blanket, covering the both of you even if you still felt warm.” Let’s just sleep now…let it be easy for once..”

You sighed and closed your eyes. Yeah…let it just be easy for once.

[exodusmc]

Put your hand in mine

Genre:  high school au, innocent love, fluff and the sweet stuff

Words: 1082

Paring: Jungkook x reader 

Warning!: -

a/n: Again, it’s been a while...I’m still in the dry period which sucks but I want to start writting again. Hopefully it can be better this summer and maybe I’ll have more energy when I’m finished with school! Any way I hope everyone is good, or as good as they can be! p.s I’ll update insider soon too :)))

Gif is not mine 

If you just put your hand in mine, I’ll make everything right. If you just give me a chance I’ll make the world bright. If you just kiss me one more time I’ll never stop until I make you mine, to your soul and heart. 

Such beautiful words from a broken body. Your hand shook as you wrote the words to a song you didn't know why you wrote it. It was love in a way you had never experienced, only yearned for. It was painful and almost cruel to your aching heart.

The guitar played slowly as you formed each chord, voice ringing in the empty classroom you had spent the last four years of your life in. The music room was familiar, safe and home. But you would graduate in the summer so maybe the song was for the stupied room. If you could only stay here and not be forced into the grown up world.

If you smile at me again, I’ll never stop calling you darling. I’m yours if you want me, and you are mine if you let me.

The words sounded fake in your ears and the steel strings started to dig into your fingertips. Music was what you wanted to study and on your desk at home was an unopened letter which felt like it was a sentence for life. 

“I don't want this….”

“why not?”

The voice scared you half to death, eyes wide as you stared at the brown haired boy you shared classes with. Jungkook smiled sheepishly, realizing he had been spying on you like a creep and like an idiot had spoken. 

“I-I I’m sorry, didn't mean to scare ya..”he laughed in the way you only knew him to laugh, cheeks pulled up and almost bunny-like.” I just heard someone sing and wanted to know who sang so nicely..”

You blushed, even if you ignored the last part of his sentence. He was nice but you hadn't really talked with him anytime before, even if you had been classmates for a long time. You two never ran in the same circles. 

Why now? Why speak with you now when time was running out? Spring was blooming outside the window and the sun was starting to stay longer, so why now? You wouldn't even see him more in five months. 

“It’s okay…I’m Y/n” you didn't know what to say, this weird feeling settling into your bones. Maybe he didn't know you, even if you had had at least ten classes together.

“I..I know..”

“Oh.”

And he laughed, loud and clear, and you realized that your song wasn't for the room you had spent so much time in. It was definitely for something else, someone else, someone who’s eyes shone like the first stars. 

“Sorry sorry..”Jungkook dried a tear from his cheek, face red and chest heaving from his laughter. “ I don't know why that was so funny..”

“It’s okay…you have a nice laugh..”the time was the color on his cheeks not from laughter but the warming feeling from your words, eyes and voice. 

He had heard someone sing so sadly that he actually felt pain, but the text felt like it should be happy and not sad. So he followed the sound and found you, the girl he had watched from afar for a long time. The way you would smile was engraved in his mind and the dreamy look you almost always had made him want to explore your world. 

Jungkook didn't know why he decided to speak now, when so little time was left. Maybe he felt no fear of rejection, maybe he realized his mistake or maybe you were a siren pulling him in. Whatever it was, he couldn't back down now. 

“C-can I stay and listen some more? It was very nice…your voice, you know?”

He knew that if his friends heard him, would he never live this down. They would tease him to the world's end but it would have been worth it seeing you smile a little. 

“I mean, if you want to…but I’m still working on it and is kinda stuck..”

“Oh, that’s great!” you looked surprised and Jungkook realized what he said.” I-I-I mean I can maybe help you then!”

“Oh…yea..”you giggled and he could burst right there and then.”Thanks”

So Jungkook pulled a chair beside you in the small dusty room, watching as the last of the sun's rays colored you warm. He stared, mesmerized as you started singing again.

We’ll say things we can't say again. I’ll hurt you but kiss me and I’ll be sorry..

“It sounds so sad..”your gaze landed on him, honey skin shining as bright as his honey eyes. 

“I know…but I don't know how else to play..” Jungkook smiled and asked you to change from the slow pace to something faster, the rhythm making the words sound less in agony. 

If you just put your hand in mine, I’ll make everything right. If you just give me a chance I’ll make the world bright. If you just kiss me one more time I’ll never stop until I make you mine, to your soul and heart. 

“Exactly like that…” he smiled, clapping his hands.

Jungkook drank you in, knowing the stupidity in his decision because how could he let you go now. 

You laughed a little, scribbling in your notes of the changes. This was brighter and maybe the end would be something happier than the lines you had written now. 

“Thank you…It’s nice to be happy..”you looked to him, smile plastered on your lips, and it made him remember the broken look you had before.

“May I ask why you didn't want…whatever you didn't want?” the question confused you a little but realization came quickly.  

“Ah…I guess I don't want this pressure and confusion of the future you know? Graduating and deciding what to do next… I haven't even opened the letter to college to see if I’m accepted..”you threw out your hands, dejection clear in your eyes. 

“I know…I’m scared as well…”Jungkook didn't know why he was going to say what he said, it felt weird. But in this moment, in a small classroom, in the school he grew up in and just before the door to the real world, did it feel right. “But maybe it’s like you wrote in your song, if you just put your hand in mine, I’ll make everything right.”

[exodusmc]

Poison and sweetness

Genre: smut, enemies to slight lovers au, royal au

Words: 3607

Paring: Prince Taehyung x Princess reader(female)

Warning!: Hinting to poisoning, swearing and use of degrading words, hinting to forced marriage at a young age, fingering, marking, unprotected rough sex, light breatsplay,  dirty talk(filthy), pet names, teasing, sucking on fingers, smirking??, Tae being big...

a/n: Sorry that I have been gone for a long while, hehe, and I don’t think I will be posting regularly yet unfortunately. I have had a dry period with no motivation and I started uni not too long ago. I’ll post if I get ideas(and finish them hahaha), but I’ll try to update Insider more! Thank you everyone and I hope you understand!

Gif is not mine!

Taehyung had this black hair you only associated with the western kingdom. Strands so dark that they could become one but there were blues streaks in them whenever the sun shone, almost like the night sky during the day. His eyes had been mischievous, dripping in blue water and his few moles became stars. The young prince was a sight to be seen but he was a jokester and everything would end bad for you when he visited. However, his last time in your palace was years ago. 

There was a ball being prepared in your honor since you had turned twenty recently and it would be the first time in forever you would see him, that is if he showed up. Bad blood wasn't the words you would use to describe the feeling between your familes but things weren't as good as they once had been. Your father, the king of Rosen gard, had turned down a request from Taehyung’s father. What, you did not know, but rumors spread like wildfire in the palace and you soon guessed that it was marriage which was proposed. Your father said no, the western king got mad, seeing as an insult that his oldest son wasn't viewed as the best sutor for you. You didn't care now, it was history and you were frankly glad to be free from arranged marriages, enjoying the attention everyone gave you anytime you walked outside your room. But time had passed and your mother slowly started pushing you to find someone, her eyes scared every time you said that it wasn't that urgent. She may have married your father at the mere age of 14 but you were the crown princes, not a daughter of a duke. You were the one who would rule this kingdom, not the man you married. 

-

“I want a dress so beautiful everyone will be jealous..”your smile was like a cat, eyes sparkling as the tailor wrote down everything. He had an important task at hand and if he didn't succeed, you could have his head.”Light blue satin and a cloudy feeling...make sure it flatters my figure..”

The bed you laid in was big enough for ten people, silk sheets flowing around you. Your hair was neatly tucked in a protective style, it would soon be decorated by jewels and riches only your family wore.  

“Yes, crown princess. I will do everything in my power to make the best dress for a royal like you..”he bowed deeply, scurrying away like a rat so he wouldn't make a mistake. It made you laugh. 

Your lady in waiting stood quietly though the whole ordeal, sweat forming on her forehead. If she took one wrong step, you would lash out at her and she was afraid to anger you now. 

“Angelin…”her eyes flew up from the ground, the fast yes crown princess tumbling over her light lips.” Have you found out what I asked of you?”

She shook in her place, fingers squeezing hard at the red fabric of her skirt. She was a good lady in waiting, one of the best and you actually liked her. You had pardoned her more than you would anyone else. 

“I have asked around and from what I understand...he will come. The invitation was answered and rumors say that a royal carriage has been prepared in the western kingdom..”

Your smile widened, stretching from ear to ear. Finally, you could get back at him, that son of a bitch who thought he was so high in the world. 

“Thank you Angelin, please tell me if something else comes up, okay?”

“Yes, crown princess..”you stared at her for a while, eyes trailing her fragile form. Angelin was pretty, on the tinier side but she still carried her body nicely.

“Angelin, refer to me as queen when we are alone.” her dark eyes widened, a reaction you weren't surprised of.

“Yes...my queen”

-

“My beautiful daughter, so strong and shining, just like our rising sun.” your father roared, smiling so kindly as he watched his only child bow before him.

“Thank you, father.” the throne room was decorated to a lavish extent. Two thrones towered before a glass window where roses were painted. Your mother smiled unsurely, hands in her lap but you could see the slight shake in them. She always disgusted you, so weak, like a glass encased mirror. 

“I’m so happy for you, my daughter. I couldn't have asked for a better heir.” your father sat down again, the pig-like statue of his body falling over the brown belt to his clothing. Your parents were old, using borrowed time, and you were waiting for the right time to overtake them, like you were destined to. 

“Thank you father, I’m so proud to be your child, the child of the great king and queen.” lies, only lies. 

“Do you believe you will find a suitor this ball? your mother’s voice was high, annoying you more than you wanted to admit. Such a broken little doll with a destiny to fail. She was everything you never wanted to be. 

“Oh, dear mother, I do not know yet but I hope so your worries will cease to exist..”venom dripped through your sugary voice. Hate, you felt hate for the two people before you, the pig and the nightingale.

“Yes, yes. I’m sure you will find someone who will be right for you...someone you can love and give everything to.”your father smiled, happy like a drunk man. But oh how you hated his words, the bitter disgusting indication that you were lower than the  man you were supposed to marry. 

Clutching your fingers, you smiled as calmly as you could. In your head were plans forming and in every outcome were you the only one sitting on the throne. Blood was only blood, especially since it was so pathetic. 

“Of course father, you are right…”

-

The sun shone bright through your window, stroking your cheek with its warmth. The land under your gaze was yours to rule. Every house, every straw of grass, every organism living was yours and time had been ticking far too slowly. Once, a long time ago, were you merely a child. Wide eyed and filled with wonder but the beautiful world destroyed that once you realised why your mother coward or why your father always were so happy for you, showering you in praises. He wanted a son, however, his genes were too weak and he only got a daughter. They mocked him, everyone from the high standing to the low life, everyone. The western king had suggested marriage to his son with an insulting tone  and the idea of it being an easy way to get power. You hated them for it, all of them, but you would prove them wrong and that son of a bitch had a part in your plan.

Taehyung would become your bitch but it would happen slowly and discreetly. You would watch him break down, like his awful father, and you would destroy their kingdom. They would beg for forgiveness for what they had done and you wouldn't care, never. A smile played on your lips, wine in the ruby decorated glass glowing in deep deep red. It slipped down your throat with ease, wonderfull to taste but not as wonderful as what your future had.

Angelin walked through your door, bowing her head like she always did. Once you thought of marrying her just to spite the whole goddamn world, maybe you still would later on, but you wanted to crush Taehyung and his family before that. 

“My queen...I have news…”she swallowed, pink lips pressing together as she tried to not stare at your bare shoulders. Angelin was allowed to come into your chamber no matter what, even when you only wore a silk sleeping dress, even when it had fallen down your shoulders and bunched around your hips.” I have confirmed that Prince Taehyung will be attending your ball..”

A sinister smile broke the fine lines of your face, eyes widening until the whole white could be seen. Everything was going according to plans, falling down exactly where it should be. It was almost laughable how easy everything was. 

“Great news Angelin..Great news…”chugging the last of your wine, you laughed out loud. He was walking right into your tarp, like a fly heading straight for the spider.”Thank you dear…”

-

The big day was here, the whole castle was litten up with different light sources. Chandeliers in red crystals, candles in a lovely pink and lanterns with your family segil. Everything was perfect, lavish, and dripping in riches you knew everyone wanted. You walked down a set of stars, blue fabric hugging you exactly like you wanted, white details making you look like a sky. The corset detail really enhanced your breast while your skin was dotted on with rouge. And your hair, oh your hair...it had been decorated with blue crystals and pearls until it looked like stars were shining during the day. It was perfect, killing.

This was the first day of many, the first day towards your rightful place. The king and queen were done for, it was your turn now.

“Are you ready my queen?”Angelin was dressed nicely and her smile had grown a little less scared.

“Of course my dear...Now let’s take them by storm..”

Two big doors opened to the ballroom, opening to a dance floor filled with aristocrats and what nots. They all stared and you had to fight the smik rising to your face, plastering a nice smile in its place. Show time.

“Ladies and gentlemen, Y/n Celestine, crown princess of Rosen gard!”the announcer had a voice which you had always disliked, shrinking like a pig while still sounding like someone forced a frog down his throat. 

The people below your feet, at the end of the grand staircase, all clapped their hands. Their smiles were fake and the cheers the same but you only had eyes for the balck haired prince standing right beside your father.

Taehyung, the same boy but a little more mature. A wider chest, wider shoulders, wider jaw. He had grown into his body and you realise that you wouldn't mind having him as your bitch. His smirk was the same as all those years ago but this time you met him with poison in your eyes and sweetness on your lips. He was still a man, no matter how smart or strong he had become. 

Every step you took was shaking the ground, your smile kind. This was your time to shine and the more you watched the king and queen, the more you wanted to laugh. Their pitiful days were coming to an end and their escape was nowhere to be seen. 

“Oh crown princess I must say that it is a pleasure to see you again after all these years..”Taehyung waited for you at the end of the stairs, his voice much deeper than last time you heard it, licking up your spine while all you wanted was to have it elsewhere. 

He smiled as your fingers touched his a little rugged once. Music started to sing around you and the dancefloor cleared. Taehyung twirled you around, smirk rising up until it clouded his blue eyes. Poison, a different kind from yours, poison in the form of arrogance. He would be his own downfall, the way he thought of you as nothing more than a weak woman, like your mother. But he would feel your wrath, pain and everything you were. 

Taehyung’s fingers graced over your waist, eyes holding you like he knew exactly what to do. The seducer who was walking down his own bloody trap. Tomorrow would he either be accused of murder or your bitch. The thought made you laugh, just in time for what he whispered in your ear.

“You sure have gotten prettier Crown Princess...So tell me why your finger carries no ring?”he purred by your cheek, dancing with you over the floor. Taehyung was sure and every step was with great ease, every touch thoroughly thought about.

“Hmmm, how come you have no ring either Prince Taehyung? Haven't found the right one…?”you whispered right by his era this time, letting your lips just touch the side of his cheek. The scent of roses, your favourite, reeked of him. It was a trick...a tarp.

“Unfortunately...I was hoping to find her soon, I’m sure you feel the same Crown Princess..”if he only knew your plans. 

“Oh...I guess you’re right Prince...but maybe I’ve already found him..”the music stopped and you bowed to each other. The smile on your face only widened at the sight of his own smirk. The little prince was dancing to your tarp, falling down the hole when he grabbed a drink with your father. 

-

Later that night, when all guests were drunk or too far gone to notice anything, you slipped away after catching taehyung’s attention. He followed after you, staring down your back until you turned the corner to your tower. 

“May my Princess tell me why she’s running away from the party?”Taehyung whispered right by your ear, sending tingles down your spine. You could feel him everywhere, like he was surrounding you. Hands cage you to the cold wall, ice stared you down. 

“I was starting to find it rather boring...so I decided to go on an adventure…”your smile was sugary, cat like and deadly. He just watched your lips which were spewing poison to his ears, his heart.” You know..like we did when we were kids…”

You bit your lower lip, letting your gaze trail down his neck, all the way to the peeping collarbone showing through his neckhole. Taehyung was a sight to be seen, a beauty you wanted to destroy. Nothing in this world should look like that and not belong to you. 

“But I guess we both are adults now..”with the most sultry voice you could manage, you whispered to him, let his hands crawl closer to your head. 

He pressed his lips together, searching in your eyes for something you weren't sure of. Maybe he was getting onto you, realized what game you were playing, but he was already too far gone in your weeb. 

“Will you follow me? Will you show me a world which are not for little kids?”he grabbed your hand in a rush, dragging you up the stairs until your door came into view. 

Taehyung seemed to be in a hurry and you laughed at that, pulling down one of your sleeves a little, giving this look of sin. Angelin was keeping everything under control at the ball, making sure your parents didn't suspect a thing. She would become your right hand, priced for her loyalty. 

“Your head is elsewhere princess...let me help you to get back..”Taehyung’s voice was borderline a growl as he pushed you against the wooden door, hearing it shut hard behind you. 

He grabbed at anything and everything, hands flying down your side, tearing at your skirt. And his lips, oh his lips, they ravished you in seconds, forced the very air you had in your lungs to come out. He pushed and pushed, took and took. Everything was him and you, moans rising from your throat. Come on, be more aggressive, take more. Your mind chanted for his touch, greedy to feel pleasure. 

“I’ll fuck you so hard you won't even be able to think staright..”it was a promise laced with a growl, followed by the tear of your bust. He took one of your breasts in his big warm hand, squeezing your nipple until you threw your head back. 

It gave him the opportunity to suck at your skin, mark you in a way he didn't deserve but you would think about that later when your thighs weren't drenched. Right now it was only him and his tongue, and his hands and his large body. Maybe he would be a worthy lover, only time would tell.

“You little slut...breasts almost spilling from your chest in this dress..It was for me, right?” he growled, biting down on your collarbone. You would actually miss the dress, it was beautiful and now destroyed, but he could think whatever he wanted right now. 

“Yes...I’m a little slut, oh yessss..”you whined higher than you had to, eagering him to touch you more, take more. His breath fanned across your neck as he laughed, fingers trailing down your upper body. He was good, played you diligently, unfortunately his ego was too big. 

Taehyung turned you around, pushed you against the door until you had to turn your face. The surface was cold against your burning skin, making your nipples harden even more. Thoughts turned in your head, slowly forming a ball of nothing and everything. Future and history. Tomorrow..you would be a queen, powerful and unstoppable. 

“Exactly, I can already feel you…”Taehyung murmured in your ear, bunching your skirts until he could reach under them, dragg his long fingers up your thighs.” Wet..so wet. I never thought I would have you like this..”

You hummed, rolling your hips to meet his touch, feel him closer. The prince was taking his sweet time, laughing deeply at the desperate moving of your legs. He knew what you wanted but things with you could be dangerous, the princess with a deadly edge. 

“Faster…!”you whined, tired of his teasing. Taehyung was only fueling the fire in your veins and you would explode soon if he didn't do anything. 

You managed to slip out his hold and throw yourself on the silken sheet covering your bed. He was still covered, only a button or two were not in place. So, you had to edge him a little too, play the game. Your fingers slipped down the expanse of your stomach, slipping until they got to your aching pussy. They moved down your center, made your back arch as they moved in circles around your painfully empty hole. Taehyung stared at you for every move you made, ravishing the skin covering you. He moved slowly forward, grabbing your hand and forcing it above your head.

“Don't …”he growled out, replacing your fleeting touch with sure movement of his own. Those long fingers moved deep in you, dragging high moans from your lungs. Taehyung took and took, bringing you to the edge while standing between your shaking thighs. 

Lights flashed in your eyes, lips parting to scream out his name. The prince sure did a good job having you cum. The world started to slow down, your back stopped aching but your breast kept heaving. He just smiled, taking those fingers in his mouth, staring at you as he did. 

“Filthy..”your voice was  hoarse, clouded with heavy breathing. Taehyung would be a great lover. 

“Oh, if you only knew how filthy I could be, love..”he let your wrist go, only to grab your skirt, tearing it open. It fell off your lower half, leaving you exposed to his hungry gaze.” I might just have to show you…”

Dropping the deep blue blazer, Taehyung started to unbutton the white under shirt with silver details. He kept your gaze as he moved from button to button, exposing firm skin to your delight. The boy had grown into a man, maybe even a warrior. Muscles defined his arms, legs and torso, but you had to gulp when his fingers got to his pants. His smirk set fire to your blood, fabric falling down strong hips, leaving only the white shirt hanging over his wide shoulders. You tried not to stare too much, keep some dignity, but when his hand grabbed ahold of his big cock...oh you couldn't help but whine. 

Taehyung’s laugh sent shivers down your spine, your whole body tingling as he crawled over you. His eyes were so bright, almost shining in the gloomy room. What a shame, you thought, what a shame he was an egocentric little bitch.

“I would like to take you against the wall, so hard you’d scream my name until everyone could hear how good my cock makes you feel..”he whispered in your ear, lining up with your pulsing entrance. Taehyung teased you slowly, dragging the head of his cock in your juices, so different from before.”But we can do that another time...Right now..”

He didn't even finish his sentence, only pushed deep into you, so deep you had to arch your back. His cock was bigger than anyone you had before but he filled you so well, let you adjust to him before he even moved again. That short moment was filled with his rose scent and heavy breathing, it almost became sweet when he gazed into your hazy eyes. However, he moved his hips and you couldn't have it sweet. 

Taehyung hammered into your pussy, intertwining your fingers above your head as you screamed out your heart's content. He fucked you, long and hard, pushed your poor body until it became too much. You felt him swell, heard him groan, before he realised deep in you. Sweat formed in his hairline, shone like little stars while the both of you calmed down. Such a pretty boy and he was all yours. 

Collapsing by your side, Taehyung exhaled tiredly. He was done for and you almost laughed, almost...

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Hello... I am halfway through Outsider and... WOW... first of all i wanna say, i saw in one of your fics where u said english isnt your first language so u apologise... but tbh i didnt think it matter, yeah some grammar mistakes here and there but you know what, GAHH your writing is so amazing and the choices of words are so brilliant uwuwu... english is my first language and i write too but im nowhere near as good as you are HONESTLY i just... i really love your writing so far and theyre really nice to read and the plot and all is great... so dont doubt yourself okayy and thank you for writing and your effort❤️❤️❤️ also... am an exo reader only tho :(( hehe still love ur writing!!

Thank you! I’m trying to improve my english so it’s nice to hear that everything still works out! Reciving feedback is always good but posetive makes me so happy. I’m glad the plots are intresting because I was a little afarid they would become boring or confusing😅Thanks again and I’m sure your work is great as well!❤

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Insider 04-05" wow amazing but I feel sad the she left 😔, but also I'm glad the Baekhyun is trying to control his power. But i really hope she come back with them and help them, because what I seem is the Minseok and Jongdae knows the she's not a bad person. I feel if she's alone something might happen to her or the Republicans can get her and ask her to let them know where are the Rebels and I'm afraid they're going to threat her if she don't say anything, thank you love for always tagging me 🤗❤ I'm really looking forward for next part (P.S I'M ROOTING FOR HER & BAEKHYUN)

Thank you for enduring my none existing schedule and always reading! You’re right with Minseok and Jongdae and who knows what will happen between Baek and her :)

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Insider 06

Genre: Power au, war au, rebel au

Words: 1526

Paring: Light manipulator Baekhyun  x  Reader

Side character/s: Exo, Bts 

Warning!: Knives 

a/n: Congratz to Baekhyun for winning! And hope everyone hsmiled today :)

Gif is not mine 

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Baekhyun woke up, weirdly rested but at the same time felt like he hadn't slept at all. One day had gone by since you left, 12 hours since he last saw Yixing. However, Baekhyun felt fine, he wasn't scared because light danced over his fingertips and destroyed anything which was bad. 

He started to learn how to control everything, how he could stop the energy when it became too much. Chanyeol was a great help but also a man named Kibum. Both had fire, had their power, something unpredictable and emotion driven, so they thought him about the danger of letting your emotions control everything. Baekhyun knew that fear took over him that time, made him lose the grip and almost die, but it had also kept him in its grip. All he had to do was realize it wasn't scary, just a part of himself like an eye or finger.  

It's okay now, he’s okay, but why is there still a lullying feeling of something being not right? Maybe it was you..like he in some way understood you. You were alone right now, not physically but you didn't have anyone to trust. Maybe he didn't feel completely right just because he once too felt like you. He had changed places with you, become an insider while you became the outsider. 

Empty eyes and no facial expression, you were a robot. You cried once but it seemed like a malfunction and no emotion. Baekhyun told Chanyeol about that when he asked how he got out...but he didn't like that, no, Chanyeol had scoffed and hissed out that many had cried because of you. The reaper...You hurt Baekhyun, he shouldn't care, and he still did it. Maybe Yixing’s words made him confused. 

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“I looked over Jongin before we left..”Kyungsoo stared, seemingly uninterested but Yixing knew better, the tears which had shone in night eyes betrayed him.”I think he will be fine, the stats was leaning towards normal..”

He nodded, shoulders relaxing. The car hummed as it drove through kilometers of tunnel. They sat in the back, waiting to arrive. Yixing knew he wouldn't like it but he wanted to help, even with the knowledge that his hip would never be completely fine again. 

“We are soon there…”SeoHee announced, one arm out the window. She was one of the oldest left, having been lucky, or unlucky, to get out of the massacre which took your parents life. Yixing should talk with her, get to know who your parents were in their friend's eyes, let you form a new picture of them. 

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The dagger buried its head deep in the tree, sending a slight echo through the forest. You stared at it, sitting right where you wanted it. Jongdae gaped beside you, mouth in a wide o while Minseok rolled his eyes. 

“Holy hell…”you felt the corner of your overlip rise, catching yourself before it could become more.”How do you do that?! I suck at throwing knives..”

There was a pout on Jongdae’s mouth and whiny tone to his voice but Minseok knew that what he said wasn't true, completely, since the lightning bender could hit anything with his power, just not white knives. 

“Well I would say it was very impressive..” a man you didn't recognize stepped forward, his clothes common, his face not. Plump lips with a softer jaw and dark eyebrows, eyes just as obsidian. You soon held your own knife pointed at his neck.”Woah! I’m giving you a compliment!”

“Calm down Y/n. It’s Seokjin..”so this was the man who would meet you, human...Minseok saw a mist of conflict clouding your eyes for a second. You realized you stayed with them, you never left when you had every chance in the world.

“Yes and I assume you are the infamous Y/n..correct?”of course, he knew who you were which meant he knew what you’d done.

“Indeed it is, our powerful Y/n..”Jongdae buffed his chest, a look of pride crossing his face as he took a stand beside you.”Isn't she a nice one?”

He spoke funny, putting on a facade you didn't understand why, probably just to tease but still..The rebels acted weird with each other, no form of ranking.  

“Yes nice indeed but let’s get going, I’m sure you all had a long walk.”Seokjin smiled, something which lit up his whole face. It reminded you of walking through the misty morning and seeing the sun filter between the trees. One of those mornings had you been marching with the soldiers, destroying everything which was beautiful or in your way.

   It was empty, tunnel identical to the base where you woke up. Seokjin and Minseok were talking while Jongdae walked by you, quiet, something unusual for him. You were on your guard, hair standing on your body the further you walked. Anything could happen, everything could be a lie, but a tall man came out. Light brown hair was short and his smile came with dimples. 

“You made it..”his voice was deep, a calming tone which made you relax even with every nerve on fire. “Hello.”

“It’s nice to see you again Namjoon.”Minseok greeted with words while Jongdae huffed out a sound, a cronky smile forming over his lips. You found it different, the way he so easily could grin at everyone, letting his face fall into the motion like second nature. Smiling wasn't something you should do in the republic, a straight face was a face with power.”How have things been?”

“Oh, it has been fine. Nothing too big but it’s peaceful..Good for the kids.”children..there weren't as many as in the past since it was hard to get pregnant or make them survive. They often died before one year and left a hole in hearts. You had heard about hidden facilities which worked to raise the population of soldiers but those buildings were not known to the people. The overheads knew that the torture of their own women would start a war faster, the swell of a stomach on essentially bone made you sick. 

Jongdae got something dreamy in his eyes at the mention of kids, a longing you guessed, for normal...a life without fear, a future. Maybe you should tell them but you didn't know where they were, the buildings which you weren't even sure existed.  

“That’s a relief…”and suddenly was there a change in atmosphere, like all eyes landed on you, which they did.”..This is Y/n, Junmyeon probably told you about her.”

“He did. It’s nice to meet you.”Namjoon stretched his hand forward, watch you stare at it. Of course, he knew who you were, what you had done, but an ally like you would be in their favour.

You nodded when you finally took his hand, rugged fingers enclosing your with a softness you didn't expect him to have. Minseok had a proud expression when you compiled, a small wave of relief washing over him. He would tell Junmyeon and you would tell Yixing. 

“Let’s go and eat something, I can imagine you guys are starving.”Namjoon straightened up, towered over them all but no one laid in a shadow, a faint blue sparking around Jongdae who had wide eyes. 

“Hell yeah!”

-

“She didn't kill us…”Baekhyun jumped, sweat pouring down his brow bone. A man he had never seen stared at him with plates for eyes. 

“..Okay..”he had no clue what the man was speaking about and Chanyeol sensed the tension around the two, making him walk over. 

They two of them, plus Sehun, had been in a practice room, helping Baekhyun get stronger and in more control, but he had to take a drink and suddenly was the man standing there.

“The lieutenant...She didn't kill us when she had the chance.” Baekhyun gaped, unsure what to do or what to say.

“What’s going on here?”the air heated up just a little as Chanyeol arrived, red eye glowing faintly.

“She didn't kill us..”the man kept all his attention on Baekhyun, the strange stare sending shivers down the light manipulator’s spine.”She saved us, made me realize they were close so I could get everyone out…”

“Who?”

“The lieutenant.” a flare broke from Chanyeol's crossed arms, anger clear in his stands.

“I don't believe that for a second. She’s a reaper.”

“But it’s true!”

Baekhyun zoned out, stared at a spot between the man’s feet. It was like he was sweeped through time and space. He saw you but at the same time was it not you. A young girl, a teenager and then you now. He saw you for more than a couple months, the way your gun was raised at the man, how you said you should kill them but in the end said to leave. He saw the flicker of sorrow when you cried over your parents in the hospital. 

You could change, you had changed, just like him, but it was hard to see and if you could ever be in their rebellion would he have to make everyone else realize this too.

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heyyy, i just finished reading the devil on your shoulder and i was wondering if you could do a follow up scenario of like the reader being pregnant with yeol’s bb. if you don’t feel comfortable or just don’t want to, i completely understand..💘

Hello!  Absolutely! Sorry it took such a long time and that it is short but I hope you like it😊

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Your devil

Genre: I don’t really know, a little fluff maybe?, fallen angel au

Words: 608

Paring: Fallen agnel Chanyeol x human reader

Warning!: possessiveness/ yander themes(more hinting to them), mentions of  pregnancy

a/n:  It’s been a while...( I feel like I always say that haha) but I’m sorry of I have kept anyone waiting and I hope that you are as happy as you can be right know(and healthy). :) ps I’ll update Insider in one or teo days!

Gif is not mine 

The sigh broke through the rising day, slipped through walls in red and gold. Silk clung to skin which was marked by the devil, to skin which burnt brighter than the sun. 

Your eyes blinked slowly to the few strands of sunlight coming through the heavy curtains. It hadn't been a night with rest, no, instead had it been filled with touches and throat ripping screams. But now was the man lying quietly beside you, his arm thrown over your stomach. He looked peaceful, he looked like he stepped down from the heavens, but you knew better now. 

Chanyeol yawned, lips stretching into a half smile half smirk. He never only smiled, it didn't seem like he could. However, he was happy, fingers drawing circles over your slightly swollen belly. You were drowning in those eyes, falling so deep that there would be no way out. The past was forgotten and only the letters J and S made one last attempt to get you back. 

“Good morning my love…”Chanyeol’s voice was a deep mumble of words coated in sugar. He pulled you closer, possessiveness shining in blue orbs. You could feel his hold tighten, gaze slipping down to your neck. There his mark laid nicely, a black figure similar to a six and three combined.”You are so nice to me..”

You smiled, eyes in a haze. Oh, how you were so blissful in this moment, wrapped inside his arms with your brain somewhere else. Chanyeol couldn't be more pleased with how everything turned out. The boy’s mark was burned away from your skin and replaced with his own, your whole world replaced by him. 

“You know I love you right? That nothing could ever stop me from loving you..”his eyes shone...maybe glowed, but he looked so sincere you didn't even think of questioning his sweet sweet words.

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“Love please come in again..”you glanced over your white clade shoulder, smile gracing your lips. 

Chanyeol called out to you from the porch, his strong shoulders carrying black wings, wings you loved to feel stroking your cheek. He wore a black button up but having buttoned only three of the pearl spheres. Your husband had been increasingly worried for you, always keeping you close and never letting you do something which could hurt you or the baby. 

Walking slowly towards him, you felt the skirt of your dress flow like water between your legs. Chanyeol had already extended his arm to you, grabbing your hand to help you up the marble stairs to your shared room. 

“I won't die darling..I promise.”you leaned up to kiss his cheek, smiling at his foolish grin.

“I know but it won't stop me from worrying..”his large hands came to hold your growing stomach, thumbs drawing circles over the fabric. In there was his offspring, his child, and the best part is that it was you he would have it with. 

He straightened his back, towering over you when he stopped at his full height. Grabbing you by your thighs, he lifted you, pregnant and all, with no problem. Chanyeol giggled at your flushed face, glancing down at his mark he left you. 

“You’re still easy to carry love..”his smile made you want to hide, heat crawling all over you as he carried you to the bed.

Burying his face in your neck, Chanyeol inhaled deeply. He had you now and would never let you go from his grasp. You had lost the grip on your past, living so nicely in his arms, in his world. Your devil, your angel, your Chanyeol.

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Trouble

Genre: Roommate au, frenemies to lovers, smut

Words:  2591

Paring: Sehun x reader

Warning!: Drinking, mentions of fighting, unprotected sex, fingering, slight pet naming, denied orgasm, making out, hickeys.

a/n:  I’m planning to write a roommate au for all exo members, like in parts but it won’t necessarily  be dependent on each other. I don’t know if it make sense. :)  

Gif is not mine 

Annoying. He was so annoying. The tall man stared down at you a giant smirk, fingers holding a cup with who knows what. Straight black eyebrows pointed down, complexion slightly more pale than usually due to him being drunk. 

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Insider 05

Genre: Power au, war au, rebel au

Words: 1937

Paring: Light manipulator Baekhyun  x  Reader

Side character/s: Exo,

Warning!: Mentions of bombings and loss of life

a/n: Sorry sorry for being bad at updating. I said that I would try but it didnt go so well:( But I hope everyone is having a good day!

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“I spy with my eye...a green thing!” You never thought someone could be so annoying but Jongdae proved you wrong. He never stopped talking or grinning, forest eyes gleaming in dawn.”Come on, guess!”

“I will throw you out the window if you don't shut it!” Jina hissed, gaze still where she drove, through the forest on a small road which had been overgrown. Her skin looked tan from the sun even if the rebels spent the majority of their time underground, a tattoo of a tree following her arm. Tattoos were something you had only seen on performers, like the piercing,  because it was illegal to have them in the army..

“Why are you so boring!”Jongdae may have said something leaning towards displeasure but his tone was only teasing, just like his smile.”I’m just trying to have a good time and get to know our Y/n!”

You didn't look away from the window, kept staring at the dull world outside. The world which was slowly getting back together, you had read about it in a highly classified letter, and that was why you suspected that the blue pills were used. If people could easily grow their own crops and get their own fresh water, then the republic would lose both money and power. They were starting to get afraid of their own people, since it was not only people like Baekhyun who had enough but also the poor. Anger fueled everything according to you, both the rebellion and the iron fist of those who were on top of the throne. 

“Well she doesn't seem to want to hear it so shut it!”the car hummed along, undisturbed by anything happening around it, even as the trees lessened and the fields started to appear, grey as the skyline but yellow flowers grew in them, just like hope in broken hearts. 

-

“You seem happy..”Yixing had a warm smile on his face, crutches helping him stand in the training room. 

Baekhyun turned to look at him, cheeks were still thin but color was slowly returning to the doctor’s face. He was happy, simmingly more in peace with light and not scared like he used to be. Chanyeol really helped him get back.

“ I am…”over Baekhyun’s heart was the pin resting, green petals fanning out like a shield for his mind and life force. 

“That’s good..”the doctor glanced to the other side of  the white room, eyes landing on Sehun and Chanyeol.”I just wanted you to know that I may be gone for a little while..”

Baekhyun’s orbs widened, mouth drying up. Was Yixing leaving too? Why were everyone leaving him all of a sudden? The lull of panic snaked under his skin, something he didn't want to feel, something he forced down.

“I will spend some time with Junmyeon and Kyungsoo...we have some things to look up, but don't worry, I won't be far away.” Yixing smiled, breathing out the old air.”It’s important for you to know that Y/n didn't have a choice but to become who she is..and it’s important that you never forget that because we need her if we are ever going to get peace..”

The doctor stared right in his eyes, studied what was behind them. Baekhyun would play a big part in what was to come but so would you and it meant that Chanyeol couldn't go and make him hate you while Yixing was gone. 

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“This is it! The long journey can begin!” Jongdae sighed dramatically, hand over his heart as the backpack hung over his shoulders. Blonde hair ruffled around, grin plastered across round lips.”We will miss you Jina! Oh, what shall we do without your guidance?!”

Jina rolled her eyes, both you and Minseok got out of the car as well. Around you were natur greyish but no walls could be seen anywhere, everything was just open. No one was around, you were alone but free at the same time.

“I feel sorry for you..”Jina addressed you for the first time, never having said a word to you through the whole trip. Her dark eyes held a softness you guessed she hadn't been able to show before, probably because who she thought you were.”You have to be alone with these two for a long time...Minseok can be annoying too..”

The named man had an offended look on his face, mouth slightly open and gaze moving between himself and Jongdae, like he couldn't believe who he was compared to. You didn't know how to react at the clear teasing between them, the sympathy Jina seemingly showed you,  because in the army there were only orders for you, orders you gave, never the dynamic of humans. 

“We are not annoying!”a gasp left Jongdae, arm falling around your shoulders. It felt weird, foreign to you, so much so your whole body tensed up and he felt it too, concerned filling his eyes for a second. 

Jongdae knew who you were, what you had done, but he had a hard time actually invisoning you like the reaper Chanyeol swore on. You seemed lost and empty, your eyes so hollow he sometimes wondered if you felt anything at all. 

“Whatever...I need to go, good luck.”the engine roared to life, tires screaming as she turned. Jina disappeared again, leaving you three behind, on your way to a place you didn't know. 

“ I promise you Y/n, we will have so much fun!”Minseok rolled his eyes, watching the surroundings. It looked empty but planes could come anytime, cars as well. The army was out there but so was the rebels. A sigh passed his lips, the sun slowly falling down. He had to find a good place to take shelter before the darkness took over the world. 

-

“The northern part of us has been bombed…”Junmyeon leaned forward, pointing at a map before moving the finger towards where their base where, metall gleaming by his collar ”The survivors have been taken to the rock but they are having a difficult time taking care of everyone..”

“Are there many of them?”Kyungsoo asked, black hair falling down his forehead, eyes deep and dark.

“No...around a hundred of three hundred..”Yixing’s heart hurt as Junmyeon spoke, thinking of all the lives which were lost, taken away by hate. It may have been a small hideout but it was still humans who had died.”But I’m sending you guys and some more medical staff there as aide..”

Kyungsoo nodded, glancing towards Yixing. The doctor still had some problems with walking but it seemed like he was doing better, unlike someone. 

“Everyone will get there through the underground tunnels so that’s why I’m sending you with them Kyungsoo..”Junmyeon straightened up, his head full with what to do. If it was worth it going back and searching for more survoiurs or if they had enough supplies to help. 

Ever since you, Baekhyun and Yixing came to the rebels, things had moved quickly. More blue hospitals had been raided and destroyed, but it meant a stronger wave of soldiers from the republic. A whistleblower had sent him a message about an increase of weaponry and orders to shoot anyone in the poorest districts. War was coming closer and closer, but where were they ready? Maybe...unfortunately only as long as you were on their side. You knew the inside so you could destroy it, you were their brightest, deadliest weapon but they lost you. Junmyeon hoped to make you even deadlier by giving you a reason besides an order to fight.

“How..How is he?”Kyungsoo suddenly asked, breaking Junmyeon out from his own mind. A sad smile formed over his lips, reddish brown hair floating before his eyes. 

“He is stable but..they aren't sure which way it leans..”Jongin had been shot right above his heart, shattering an artery and leaving him almost dead but they managed to save him, at least keeping him from dying. Kyungsoo was closest with him and the paleing of tan skin made him stay awake by the white bed for days.”He will make it, you know how stubborn he can be when he knows someone is waiting..”

-

Sweat poured down your forehead, shoulders aching slightly but you didn't let it show, only stared forward as Jongdae whined over something. You had been walking for about six hours, the terrain slowly filling with trees, but the sun was almost down and so was your water. 

“Let me help you..”Minseok took your bottle, hand slowly starting to glow light blue. You watched as your lukewarm water became ice cold. It was his power, ice. A funny feeling stirred in your stomach, a feeling you didn't understand. Why was he helping you? Why was it making you warm?

He didn't say anything when he gave you back the bottle, a ghost of a smile flashing over his lips before he frowned at Jongdae’s whine, he too wanted cold water. 

   Staring at the flames dance over the wood, you still felt that weird feeling even as the sky was painted with millions of stars. It was uncomfortable for you, like giving your enemy as face and a life. 

“Both these bases are still hidden and without suspicion from the republic..”Minseok unfolded a map, finger landing on two spots. You recognised one as the base you were currently heading towards.”So we shouldn't have to fear being seen from people on the ground but the air is a different story..”

Jongdae leaned forward, eyes following the lines, face serious for the first time ever. He looked different when he wasn't goofing around. 

“The way Junmyeon suggested is kinda safe, I mean we will walk through mainly forest..”Minseok hummed in response, studying the marks on the map.

“We are far away from any bigger city but we usually keep away from visiting different bases, especially if we walk on the ground, so the surroundings may have changed…”the fire sparked, gave of some warmth but you were still hot, listening half hearted as they discussed, however, something caught your interest. 

“How do you go to different places then?”both of them looked at you, surprised that you chose to speak. 

“There are people who can manipulate earth and there are tunnels underground, so we use them for ninety percent of our travel…”so that was why it was so hard to find the rebels, they hid and they never had to go out. The republic started to look more in the air over the last years, searching there as if they could find them there.”..but Kyungsoo had something else he was going to do and there aren't so many in our group…”

Jongdae shrugged when he finished answering, falling down on the ground. He was done eating, becoming lost in the wide sky. Minseok had a wary glimt in his eyes, unsure if you could be trusted or if it would be dangerous to talk with you about some things. 

“What is the most common power?”the reports you had read said that it was between water and fire, but you had never cared before.

“Ah...I don't know..It’s not healing and probably not lightning either..”Jongdae grinned at his own power, pride swelling his chest.”..Maybe water?”

“It’s a hard thing to answer because everyone's a little different and we have no clue how many there are out there..”Minseok held your gaze, voice soft as he spoke.”But let’s try to get some sleep now…”.

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[exodusmc]

Wolf and its sheep

Genre: smut, werewolf au, slight enemies to lovers 

Words: 2273

Paring: Werewolf Hoseok x witch reader

Warning!:Mentions of alcohol, blood(not grafic), fingering, pet names, slight degrading, biting, rough, unprotected sex(use protection), making out, doggy, breeding kink, knot

a/n: Would anyone want a smut series with different monsters for halloween?? Btw hope you have a great day :)

Gif is not mine 

“What the hell?!”staring at the mope of dark hair, filled with bad neon streaks, you hissed.

The boy only smirked, eyes trailing down your wet shirt. He spilled his drink on you and had the audacity to laugh. This is why you hated werewolves, especially the one named Hoseok. He had been the bane of your existence ever since you got to know him, that first day in highschool. Being a witch, you weren’t loved by everyone but oh god, you wished to not be the lamb to the wolf.

“Sorry sorry, didn’t see you witchy..”his looped sided smirk sent anger boling in your blood and if you could, you’d curse him right then and there, force him to turn into a chihuahua every full moon instead.

“Yeah right..”you wanted to scream mut at him but his pack was lurking around to your right, snickering like they always did. Fuck this guy and his friends, you hated them all.”I hope you can see further than your thick skull next time..”

Pushing past him, you purposely hit his shoulder, glaring daggers into his golden eyes. You knew from the beginning that you shouldn’t have come to the party but of course had Mina convinced you, even when you pointed out the extent of werewolves which would come. 

-

Two weeks later you were sitting in the library, reading some text about the half moon, when the chair in front of you was pulled out. Lifting your eyes, you instantly frowned at the brown hair with just a stubborn neon green strand left.

“What do you want?”poison laced your tone and Hoseok only laughed.

“Why? Can’t I just visit my favorite witch?”you had seen him smile before, something which seemed to soften his face, but every time he looked at you, would it only be a shit eating grin. 

“No.”

“Oh come onnn!”he whined softly, leaning towards you from his chair. You could see the bubbling mischief in his eyes, the dread  of what was to come making you swallow.”We are having a party on Friday and I want you to come. You’re free right? Or are there some blood ritual you need to do under the full moon? Curse a poor child?”

Frowning at him, you stood up from the wood chair, the friend keeping your aching legs company. Hoseok watched with amusement, lips partying to speak again but you left before he could take a breath, thinking about cursing him under the full moon. 

-

“Why won’t you gooo?!”Mina’s voice rang in your head, her sentence just an hour old. 

She went to the party, she was drunk, she had fun, but she wanted you to be there, she would never understand. Mina wasn’t a witch, only bearing fairy blood and not the kind which made you what you were. It also meant she didn’t experience the hate you received. Some blamed witches for turning humans into monsters but you didn’t believe that, no one could have that power. 

A knock on your door broke the spiraling late night thoughts you had, heavy eyes opening wide. 

Mina was the first name to cross your brain but she wouldn’t knock, probably scream instead. But if it wasn’t her, then who? The clock had just struck  11 pm and when you glanced out your window could you see the full moon in all its glory.

“Yes?”instantly was your whole apartment smelling like alcohol and something sweet.”Why are you here?  I thought I already told you no..”

Hoseok actually smiled sheepishly towards you, cheeks a little rosy, pupils slightly blown. His hair was wild, like he ran here, and his clothes were covered in some sort of paint. You were pretty sure he was drunk but you had read about werewolves getting the same effect from the full moon.

“I know but I’m here anyway..”his voice was lower than usual, pupils almost taking over his irises. It didn’t sit right with you, a feeling of dread spreading through your stomach. He would never do anything, at least you thought so…”And Mina said it was a good idea to visit.”

Why would she say that?

“I don’t believe she did that..”Hoseok frowned, leaning forward into your personal space. 

Heat radiated from him, reaching for your exposed skin. You swallowed too hard, heart picking up speed and if Hoseok would have had ears, they would have flickered towards you. He heard it, no doubt, but you could still keep your mask. Can’t he just leave?And maybe stop making your heart rush at lightning speed…

“But she did and I think you aren’t as mad as you try to be..”he was fast, like every other werewolf, soon standing inside your apartment, back against your gaping form.”I think you can’t hide anymore..”

Turning around, the door closed and you were pressed up against it. His normally brown eyes glowed red and when he smirked were canines shining sharp. The moon fell over him, his breath mixed into yours. 

“Tell me Y/n…can you hide? Can my little sheep run?”you gaped at him, gaze rolling around his face, the confiance which painted every feature.

“H-Hoseok what are you doing?”you tried to sound mad but your voice came out breathless, a shiver crawling down your spine when he lifted a finger to stroke over your jaw.

“I’m claiming what’s mine…”leaning forward, his lips placed a wet kiss on your jugular, sucking ever so softly. You felt his teeth scrape against your skin as he moved up to your ear.”I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time baby…let me have a taste, yea?”

You were getting lost, eyes losing focus as his voice seemed to set you in a trance. This wasn’t the annoying Hoseok you knew, this was a predator catching his prey and you were it. 

“Tell me Y/n…can I have a taste?”he moved away, left you cold and aching, but Hoseok refused to touch you before you said yes, only glaring you down. 

“Y-yes..”his smile was wide but there was nothing gentle about it, hands slowly creeping up your arms until they found hone right under your ear, thumbs lifting your chin. 

Hoseok kissed you, hard, pressing you against the door until you thought it would break. He seemed rushed, lips moving fast like he starved for them, tongue messing with your own. There was no time to breathe, not as your hands moved up to his soft locks. You tugged on them, scraping his scalp, electing low grumbles from his chest. Hoseok was absorbed with the way you felt, fingers traveling to your pajama covered legs.

You suddenly remembered that you weren’t really prepared for this, wearing not so sexy underwear but at the same time…you didn’t really think Hoseok would come bursting through your door and start making out with you. 

“Jump..”his low growl made you break from the kiss, legs falling around his hips while his hands squeezed the flesh of your butt. He smirked, licking swollen lips. Why was he suddenly so hot?”Such a good kitty, listening to everything I say..”

He moved across the room, letting you stare at his neck and peeking collarbones, the sweat forming on his hairline, but you didn’t get to kiss him. Hoseok was determined to make you want him as much as he wanted you.

“You’re my pretty girl, right?”your back dropped onto the not so glamorous bedding you slept on, Hoseok between your thighs and eyes still glowing. He was fighting the wolf but it would be worth all the time it would take. The possessiveness in his voice gave you  butterflies when it probably shouldn’t, heat spreading to your cheeks. His fingers snaked down to your nape, grabbing the hair so you had to arch your back. A breathy moan escaped you when you felt his teeth against the front of your neck, a growl coming deep from his chest when he spoke again.”You’re mine..”

Somewhere in your head, you knew he would mark you but the lust had taken over, left you a mess of his hands, his breath, his mouth. Hoseok could smell you like never before, mouth nipping at the flesh of your no exposed shoulder. He was losing patience and tore the t-shirt you had on, smirking like a devil, like a wolf, at your perky nipples. 

Dragging his fingernail down the valley between your breasts, eyes on you,  Hoseok smirked. The strong willed witch whom he played around with, whom he annoyed, was falling apart under his hands. 

“Here…”he whispered in your ear, hand resting on your stomach.”Here will my puppies be…”

Goosebumps scattered around your body, breath picking up as his fingers slid further down. You were warm and dripping, feeling so small under his moon lit figure, but it felt good, it felt like you could melt from your bones if he touched you. 

“You’ll be a good girl and take them, right?”his breath fanned down your neck, heavy and hot. Hoseok was staring at the skin over your collarbone, staring at the untouched flesh where his mark should be.”You’ll take them all..”

You had been so distracted by his mumbles, by his nipping at your earlobe, you hadn’t noticed his hand slipping into your bottoms. Not until his finger dragged across your pussy, collecting the pooling wetness.

Hoseok felt it, he smelled it. It was intoxicating to say the least, the way you screamed for him without using your words. The simple curle of his fingers in you managed to get the real sounds out of you. 

You gasped out a moan and saw stars the more he coaxed your orgasmn to come closer. A squealing sound left your pussy, something you didn’t have time to be embarrassed by, but it made him hard in his pants, the wolf in him howling. 

Leaving you on the edge of pleasure, Hoseok ripped your pajama pants in two, forcefully parthing you slightly trembling thighs. His mouth watered at the sight you were, teeth growing sharper as his nails pierced your skin. It made you exhale loudly, back arching just a little. He smiled at the way your body was so ready for his cock, his knot to sit deep inside of your pathetic pussy. 

“Oh can’t my little kitten wait? Does she want my cock and puppies so bad??” the moon made him crazy, eyes gleaming red like the blood dripping down the inside of your thighs.”Look at you…leaking all over your bed like a little slut.”

He growled, made your lower stomach combust in need. You whined at his teasing, at the way he so painfully dragged out time. The fact that you could be full now but weren’t made you annoyed. However, Hoseok flipped you around and before you could protest again, did you feel the head of his cock dragging between you swollen folds. He hissed himself and let go of all the control, letting out a final exhale before he bottomed out in you. You could feel him so deep, almost kissing your cervix, but it felt good, it felt amazing. All the anger you fely for him was gone, replaced by your high moans as he moved in and out, replaced with searing hotness. Hoseok could see wetness shining on your thighs, mixing slightly with the blood. It made his wolf growl mine. You were his and nobody else’s, his to hold, his to destroy. 

Your arms were shaking so bad you could hold yourself up, chest falling down onto the sheets. Somewhere along the line had Hoseok ripped his own clothes off, dragging his hands up your sides until they found your neck and hair. He forced you to sit up while keeping his speed up, cock pistoning in and out of your poor pussy, making you feel so good. 

“G-good girl…taking me so well..”he groaned by your ear, squeezing lightly around your neck while you bounced up and down. You were reaching the end, eyes blurring and back arching borderline painfully.”You want it, right? Want all my cum..”

Hoseok was close as well, mouth kissing featherlight on your shoulder, prepping the place where he would bite. He could feel your walls give a final squeez, milking him for everything he got. His teeth pierced your skin and you screamed,  pain and pleasure becoming a big mess of emotions. Hoseok came as well, arms holding you up, resting over your chest. Cum pumped into you, so much so a little bump formed over your lower stomach. 

You weren’t completely there when his knot grew, keeping the cum in your quivering pussy, but Hoseok was. His body fell onto your bed, trying to hold you up until you laid on the messed up sheets. He was breathing hard, watching your chest rise and fall, staring at the wound on your shoulder. You were his now but he was yours as well. 

Hoseok really didn’t think this through because if you rejected him…it would hurt worse than hell for him but you would be fine. He really fucked up..however, at the same time was he happy to finally have you. The wolf was done with pretending and playing, he just wanted to have the one the moon choose for him. 

Tomorrow, he thought as he covered you and himself, tomorrow will he care but tonight are you his and he is yours.

[exodusmc]

Insider 04

Genre: Power au, war au, rebel au

Words: 1605

Paring: Light manipulator Baekhyun  x  Reader

Side character/s: Exo, 

Warning!: Short mention of death

a/n: I’ll try to update more, am sorry for keeping you hanging D:

Gif is not mine 

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Staring at the wall, you ate quietly, ignoring the low laughs from Minseok and Jongdae, or the glares from everyone else. It was earlier than usual for breakfast, so there weren't as many as it should be there, but those who sat on the other side of the canteen sure sent daggers at you, eyes hard and hateful. 

“Ah, it’s going to be nice being outside…”Jongdae waved his fork around, blonde hair just as wild as his movements.”I’m starting to get sick of these walls..”

“Yeah..”Minseok hummed, glancing at you before he ate more of the porridge. The water in his glass was frosty so you guessed his power was ice, every time his fingers touched it would cracks form.”How about you Y/n? Are you happy to leave?”

Both men looked at you, the question giving you a bad feeling, like everything you could say would be wrong. If you said yes, would it incriminate you but if you said no, would it feel like a lie. 

“Of course she is...This place is no fun and there probably something better we all could do..”Jongdae grinned, leaning on his elbow.”Besides, what kind of question even is that Minnie?”

They started to bicker, playfully, but you blocked all noise out. Why would he be so nice to you? If you met him on the battlefield would you shoot him without a second thought...Your eyes widened because that wasn't true, there was someone who showed that, a change of you which made you cold. 

-

“Are you mad?” Baekhyun glanced at Yixing who sat behind the desk, slightly frowning. Neither of them could sleep so Baekhyun followed the doctor to his office, watched tired eyes follow lines after lines.

“No, why would I be?”the smile was fake, a stretch which isn't natural. Baekhyun knew it had something to do with you, the fact that you were leaving.

“I just wondered…”Baekhyun’s eyes fell onto a dropped file, an angry red mark staring right back at him. He grabbed it, following the word dead. It was your father’s file, his picture holding Baekhyun’s eyes, the man from when he was a child.”I met him once..”

Yixing raised an eyebrow, tearing his head from the mess it was. Baekhyun kept staring at your father, a hurting feeling crawling up his skin at the fact that he was gone. The man had helped him, probably many others, but he didn't make it and it led to his daughter’s fall.

“You did?”Baekhyun nodded, reading the word wind and high class threat.”Both of them were leaders of the rebellion when Junmyeon and I were young, around fourteen years ago, but I read about them in news from the republic and Junmyeon heard their stories from allies…”

There was so much Baekhyun didn't know about Yixing, what his life had been like and so many why’s, but asking was scary as well because it would make his fears so real. 

“They gave birth to a child who they only got to raise a short time but they did bulid an rebellion which was stronger than ever before..”the doctor grabbed the document carefully, placing it neatly on a corner of his table, right next to your mother’s.”..Maybe we should get some sleep? There will be a long day after this..”

-

The upper part of the rebels hideout had dirt walls and you could see roots breaking through. It was mostly empty but the green car, you and the others. Junmyeon spoke quietly with Jina, a girl with dark eyes and grey hair, a girl which would drive all of you. She had a piercing over her eyebrow, something you had only seen on performers in the republic.

“Ey Y/n catch!” Jongdae threw a backpack at your face, laughing lowly at the slight tilt in your stands from the impact. He grinned teasingly before hoping inside the truck, followed by Minseok who opened the front door.”We don't want you all defenseless out there!”

You opened the backpack, feeling sweat travel down your spine. It was hot inside the tunnel but the shine of a blade made your mouth twitch slightly. There were ropes and other supplies in the bag, however, there was also a knife. You had a knife, a way to escape. 

“Yixing?” your head snapped towards the back wall, seeing the doctor wheel himself in. Junmyeon furrowed his eyebrows, leaving Jina to stand by you.” Aren't you up early?”

“Maybe but I wanted to say goodbye..”his smile was strained, like the times you would point out the unnatural, when you would point out the people you were surrounded with.”and I wondered if you could call me when you get there?”

His eyes landed on you, dressed in simple clothes which masked you to be anyone, not a lieutenant, just a person. Yixing wasn't a fool, he knew you were looking for a way out but maybe things would change so that’s why he asked you to call because if you did..then would he be right. 

“Of course doc, we will call all of you when we get there, jeez..”Jongdae leaned out the window, shaking his head with a small grin.”..Why is everyone acting like we are going to war and won't return? Have I missed something?”

“I’ll call…”Minseok watched the whole ordeal unfold, a little surprised at the melody of your voice. Junmyeon told him that you were surely trying to escape so he had to be careful but at the same time couldn't he force you to stay. The reaper...He actually didn't believe it was you at first, the crying girl, you seemed too regular and small, but you proved him wrong later on. 

“Good...well good luck then..”Yixing waved before he rolled away, leaving everyone looking after him. 

“We should get going…”Jina glared at you from the driver's seat, gloved hands already holding the shifting gear. You hopped into the back, ignoring Jongdae’s teasing smile.

No one ever saw Baekhyun hiding behind a dirt pillar, eyes seeing the car drive away towards the outside, the light in the end of the tunnel. He swallowed, breathing sounding like thunder in his head as Junmyeon disappeared, leaving everything empty. 

“What are you doing?”Baekhyun almost screamed, head smacking against the wall behind him. Chanyeol raised an eyebrow, leaning around the corner and seeing nothing.”Are you trying to run away?”

“No!” he said it too fast, like he tried to cover up something but Baekhyun truly only followed Yixing when he rolled out to see where he was going. Catching the last glimpse of you.”I-I..”

“Save it..”Chanyeol grinned, walking out into the open. He didn't seem faced by the warmth, head held high with clear eyes.”Let’s go outside for a while, no one will care.”

So Baekhyun got to see the outside world for the first time in what felt like forever but it wasn't as grey as the city he once lived in. There was green on the ground, a few strands of grass which danced with their dead siblings. He wasn't used to the tiniest bit of colour or the high trees standing around the opening Chanyeol took.

“Sehun!”Baekhyun flinched, glancing towards his right where the youngest came walking. His hair blended into the sky above their heads.

“Are you sure about this Chanyeol?”the named nodded, smirking proudly. He opened his palm and let a flame dance over it.

“A 100 %..”making a fist, the fire died.”Let’s show Baek what our gifts can do.”

   Flames broke through his mouth, ripping their way up beside the trees but they never ate at the material, no the strong winds which dragged through all their hairs stopped the fire from spreading. Sehun held his hands open, caught every inferno Chanyeol playfully threw. It was a game to them and Baekhyun could feel the growing energy puls through his veins. He hadn't dared to call out for light ever since the incident, not even a little bit, but seeing them so happy with their power gave him back some trust. Light was a part of him and something he used as protection, it shouldn't scare him.

“Come on Sehunnie, you can do better!” Chanyeol taunted the younger, sweat dripping both their hairlines. Baekhyun grew more forward, a tingling feeling spreading through his fingertips. He wanted to let it go, feel the power sore through him, make him strong again. 

Baekhyun never learned to control his power, only fear had brought out the light, so it was with rushing heart he grabbed the strings of light. It came to him like a fresh breath of air, creating a ball in his hand.

“Oh! See I knew you could do it!”Chanyeol laughed, the shadows on their faces tall from his light, hands shaking. Baekhyun actually grinned, saw the small movements inside the golden globe. He did it! And he didn't lose control!

Parting his hands, two balls formed, weightless over his palms. Baekhyun raised his arm to throw one of them at Chanyeol, who easily dodged it. He felt completely safe now, like his power was a gift and not something else. 

Sehun pushed a stronger wind at him, making it so he dropped the last ball, but Baekhyun could create more, he wasn't scared. Chanyeol smiled warmly at the sight before him. This was what he wanted, to make Baekhyun feel at home, like he fit with them because after all weren't they just like each other?

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[exodusmc]

Insider 03" Amazing ❤ , but to be honest I want more 😭 rly this is getting good, but also I feel bad how things are now & I get the none of them trust her if might just Yixing can trust her but I know the she don't trust anyone there, I just wonder what gonna happen since Baekhyun knows the she's leaving, & also now he knows the she save him too. Thank you love like always & for tagging me 🥰 I'm rly looking forward for next part💕❤ also hope she don't leave & Baekhyun is the reason for that ❤

Thank you for sticking around but I may have to disappoint you with the next parts🥺