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BMK: Chapter 12-- Tricks

Walking out the door, shutting it gently behind him. He heads for the edge of the nearby woods. Peeking behind him every step of the way. Trudging through the woods he stops catching one last glimpse around him before transforming. Orangish red fur sprouts out, tails show through a cloud of smoke, paws hit the ground running. Weaving through trees, dodging fallen limbs, the surroundings blur by as he speeds through the woods. Miles later he slows to a stop in front of a cottage. Stepping through the threshold he morphs back into his human form. “Well that was more exercise than I have had in awhile,” Hyuk says to the empty cabin. 

The cottage is filled with books and beakers, a mix of a lab and library all squished together. Hyuk takes in a deep breath, a content look on his face. If you're thinking this is where Hyuk studies his heart out you would be mostly wrong. Glancing at his bookshelf, hundreds of maroon books line a shelf. Hyuk sits down on the couch in front of the small wood fireplace, grabbing an identical maroon book from the tableside. He begins to write furiously, smirks appearing occasionally on his face. Plan after plan, step after step, pouring out of him. 

Suddenly, he pops up. Running over to his lab table, he grabs a beaker and pestle and mortar. Throwing lavender, chamomile, and Valerian in the mortar, he picks up the pestle and grinds them together for 10 minutes in a counterclockwise motion before adding it to the beaker. Looking at the clock reading 3:33 Hyuk rushes to grab a bottle of clear liquid, pouring it in the beaker. Slowly he rotates the beaker mixing the ingredients. “A capite ad calcem”, he whispers, the beaker releases smoke as the liquid turns an unearthly purple right before the clock turns 3:34. Hyuk picks it up, smiling, he pops a cork on it and adds it to a nearby bag, carefully placing it in a perfectly sized pocket. Gathering a few more items, books and papers mostly adds them to the bag. A contented sigh escapes his lips as he grabs his things and heads towards the door. One step over the threshold and a fox appears again. Door shutting behind him the cottage disappears as he sets a leisurely stroll back home. 

~2 hours later~

Hyuk walks through the door of their castle, easily shifting back into his human form just as the door closes behind him. Down the hall he sees the rest of the group walking out of the dining hall. Taekwoon and Jaehwan trailing behind. He notices Jaehwan looking tired but definitely in a better mood. “I see Taekwoon is good for something,” Taekwoon shoots a piercing stare at Hyuk readying a retort. “Everything went really well but we have some plans that you need to be a part of tonight,” Hakyeon interrupts before Taekwoon can speak. “Meet us in the billiard room in 2 hours,” he says walking away. The boys file out each going their own way. Taekwoon and Jaehwan heading towards the Music room, Hongbin with a hidden smile on his face heads towards his room. “Well guess I’ll be there. No need to ask me how my day was. IT WENT GREAT BY THE WAY,” he yells to them down the hall.

Hyuk walks into the library, walking to the back corner. An antique mahogany table with twisted legs and elegant carvings and a plush leather wingback chair awaits him in his usual spot. Setting his bag on the table he pulls out some of the books and papers. Settling in he pulls out a maroon book each page causing a flash of memory. After 100s of pages he gets to his newest plan at the top of the page in very careful letters it reads,”The Woman”. A slight smirk creeps over his face. Nothing I have done before will match this. 

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BMK: Chapter 11-- Something More

Italics --thoughts

Why does this bother me so much? God, why does it even matter? Just go to the bar, Hongbin. After telling everyone the change in plans he readies himself to leave despite the growing uneasiness in the pit of his stomach. He hadn’t been out alone in quite some time as most of them hadn’t. Readying himself he walks through the front door heading out to the village. I have to be careful to not draw attention to myself at least not while we are being watched so carefully. Staying at the bar will be the best place, Hongbin decides. Slowly walking through the door of the bar he heads over into a dark corner booth to relax for the evening. A bartender walks up to him smiling cutely, “What can I get for you, baby?” She asks with an obvious flirtiness in her tone. Hongbin inwardly groans, this isn’t what I wanted today. Why can’t I turn this off? “Just a beer for now,” he says coldly. The waitress walks off with obvious disappointment on her face at his dismissal. 

Sitting in his dark corner he rests his head on the wall, eyes closed. Moments later he hears the sound of glass being set down. Opening his eyes, he sees a different waitress sliding him his mug of beer. “Can I get you anything else, sir? '' she asks uninterested, shocking Hongbin, no woman has ever been able to reset his “natural” charm but this woman seems to have no interest. A smirk appears on Hongbin’s face as a plan emerges. “Just your name, sweetheart” he says, flashing an endearing smile at her. “If you could get your head out of your ass you could see I have a name tag on my shirt,” she says sarcastically walking away from him. Hongbin sits there taken back for a while not understanding how she resisted his supernatural charm. Maybe I’m losing my touch. What the hell, that's not possible. But it's not possible for someone to resist either, he sat there for a solid 30 minutes before he realized she was the only bartender left as it was getting late. Deciding to probe a bit further he gets up from his booth walking up to the bar placing himself right beside the register. She walks up to him, “Is there something you need,” she asks impatiently. “Another beer would be nice. But, how about we chat for a little while too,” Hongbin suggests winking at her. She walks away filling him up with another mug of beer and setting it in front of him, “I’m busy, sweety” she says sarcastically. “If you wanted some action you probably should have gone for the waitress before,” she continued before walking away leaving Hongbin stunned.

After a few more failed attempts Hongbin gives it a rest. Stalking back to his dark corner booth. Despite the late hour some local men came skulking in, throwing themselves in a booth. “Can we get some beers over here, bitch,” one of them screams as soon as he sits down. The barkeep rolls her eyes preparing 4 beers. She drags her feet over to the booth slamming down the beers as half of the glasses spill out on the table. “What the fuck,” one of them screams. “Who do you think you are?” another responds. “Oh, I’m so sorry I didn't realize I got paid to put up with your bullshit,” she spat out at them walking back to the bar. “God, what a bitch! I hope whatever got Rian gets her too. Hopefully, it will take out all the ungrateful rats in this village,” the bearded man says, grabbing his beer. “I don’t think we are lucky enough for all of them to disappear. We should be grateful that little brats mom was taken,” the redheaded villager says seething. “ I don't understand why our village has to put up with this. She lived here all her life and one day she has some random kid. She was never even pregnant. Whatever she sold her soul to obviously decide it was time to get paid. Serves her right,” a weasley man said. 

Hongbin only being a few booths over and in the dark was never seen by the men. Hwan’s mom just got him one day? Did she kidnap him? No, that can't be. She wouldnt of had him long enough for him to be so attached so soon. Maybe he was staying with relatives? I have to tell this info to the guys. He gets up from his booth and stalks to the bar near the register. After seeing how those men treated her he realizes he was being an ass, “Look, I’m sorry about how I acted today, I was being a dick,” Hongbin says, handing over the money for his tab, and walking toward the door. “My name is Nariko,” she says, Hongbin turns around to look at her, “My name is Hongbin. It was nice meeting you Nariko '' he says before closing the door behind him.

Hongbin walks back home to the castle, the night chill seeping through his coat.  A shiver runs up his spine whether it be from the cold or the new revelation he isn't sure. Hongbin opens the large door to the castle and hears the guys talking , “You’re right but maybe there is something else going on. A child losing their parents is out of their hands. For them to jump straight to insults..” Hakyeon pauses pondering for a moment, “maybe we need to do some investigating in the village. Obviously there are some negative feelings towards Hwans family we haven't considered.” Hongbin walks in “ I can give you some insight on the villagers' feelings and something we need to find out about Hwan’s mom.” Everyone stares at Hongbin, “Been to the bar again,” Jeahwan asks. “Yep, and negative feelings is an understatement. From what I can tell they hated Hwan’s mother and are pretty much glad she is dead. Also apparently, his mother has lived here forever but she suddenly just had Hwan, never pregnant. He just showed up one day according to the men at the bar, if you can even call them that,” he says under his breath. “What do you mean he just popped up one day? That can’t be,” Ravi says confused and panicked. “First off, Ravi, take a deep breath. Second, we need to see if we can dig up any info about Hwan and his mother. There has to be a record of them somewhere,” Hakyeon says. “ Her first name is Rian. I overheard one of the villagers mention it.” “Well that's one step closer. I guess I'll visit the village records and see if I can find any more info. Hongbin, can you visit the bar again and see what else you can dig up?” Hakyeon questions. “Of course,” Hongbin says with a slight smile.

Later~

“Hakyeon, Hakyeon you don’t understand she wasn’t effected at all. How is that possible? I’m a freaking Incubus she shouldn’t be able to resist,” Hongbin says frazzled. “Ok, alright hold on. First of all, calm down. Second, how about a ‘hello, Hakyeon how was your time off’,” Hakyeon sasses closing the book he was reading. “Oh, yah, hi. But this has never happened before, and frankly shouldn’t be possible.” “Alright, well sit down so we can talk like dignified beings,” Hakyeon says waving Hongbin to take a seat. “Ok, start from the beginning.” Hongbin enthusiastically retells the events of the day to Hakyeon. “So, what I am hearing is you actually had to try like the rest of us to get a girl to like you,” Hakyeon says teasingly. “I honestly don’t see the problem with that,” he continues smirking to himself. “Come on, Hakyeon this is serious,” Hongbin whines. Hakyeon straightens up, “Look, Hongbin its perfectly reasonable and can happen. Its not something that occurs often though,” he explains. “But how, why,” Hongbin pleas desperately. “There are people in this world that aren’t inherently sexual or enticed by physical features. She didn’t show any type of interest until you apologized and showed her some respect. Maybe she is one of those people,” Hakyeon explains. “I know that, but would they really be able to resist,” he asks still confused. “Not all would be able to. She could just be heavily reliant on an emotional bond. I’ve heard of some protection spells that can protect people, but it’s very powerful magic that few have,” Hakyeon says. “Why don’t we pay a visit one day with a few of us, so, I can’t get a reading on her,” Hakyeon suggests further. “But, what if she falls for on…”Hongbin trails off shutting his mouth. “Have you taken a liking to her already? Who knew this day would come? Baby boy Hongbin has an actual crush on someone,” Hakyeon teases. “Don’t call me that,” Hongbin says storming off to his room leaving Hakyeon smiling on the couch.

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BMK: Chapter 10- Orphan

“Meeting canceled, Hakyeon wants everyone out of the house,” Hongbin announces after letting himself into Wonshik’s room. Wonshik whips his head to the sudden intrusion, Butt jumps from his bed barking in the direction of the door before realizing it's safe and settling back down. “Well, thanks for that jump scare. What do you mean he wants us all out,” he says confused. “He canceled the meeting. He just wants Taekwoon to talk to Jaehwan,” Hongbin says. “That makes no sense but ok. Who is taking Hwan?” “You, considering he is closest to you,” “Thanks for dictating that,” Wonshik says, rolling his eyes. “Got some big date?” he continued questioning. Hongbin rolls his eyes, “Yah, that’s totally what it is,” he says, closing the door leaving Wonshik alone. “Well, Butt, I guess we are finally taking the dog park day I promised you,” he says, kneeling down and picking Butt up. 

“Hwan, we have to go out. Do you want to go to the park?” he asks, walking into Hwan’s room. The boy looks up from the floor smiling and shaking his head, “The park? Will I get to see my friends,” he asks excitedly, pulling on Wonshik’s sleeve. “Only if you can make me a promise, buddy,” Hwan’s big eyes look at Wonshik ready to accept whatever he says. “You can’t call me Nocte. The kids in the village can’t know that,” he says softly sitting on Hwan’s bed. ``But..but my friends would be so excited,” he says with disappointment. “I know buddy, but it puts us and them in danger. I need you to tell me you won’t say anything to anybody,” he says looking at the boy. “Ok, I won’t say anything. But what do I call you then?” Hwan asks despite his growing sorrow. “ “Well my real name is Wonshik and the guys call me Ravi. You can call me either of those.” Hwan’s nose wrinkles “I don't like those names,” he whines. Ravi smirks knowing he is just trying to get the ability to call him Nocte. “Look bud you can’t call me Nocte. How about Uncle Shikie?” Hwan’s eyes light up “I can call you Uncle?” “Of course bud, besides it will make Taekwoon jealous.” “Ok Uncle Shikie. Let's go to the park! Is Butt coming along?” Hwan giggles, still unable to say the dog's name without a smile. “Yes Butt is coming along too. Let’s get you a jacket in case it gets cold.” 

10 minutes later

The front door closes as Ravi, Hwan, and Butt step out into the world. There is a slight chill in the hair. The day is overcast giving it a generally gloomy appearance. “Hwan, are you ready? It's gonna be a bit of a walk to the park from here.” Hwan jumps excitedly, already taking off down the path. Ravi takes a deep breath and runs after the boy before he gets too far.

15 minutes

“Alright Hwan we are here you ready to go play,” Ravi whispers to the boy now in his arms. Hwan looks around and instantly gains back his energy. “There’s my friends” he screams excitedly, practically leaping out of Ravi’s arms. Ravi watches as the boy runs up to his friends. Keeping a general eye on him and the boy's friends he takes Butt off his leash and throws a ball. 10 minutes later and Butt is exhausted laying at Ravi’s feet, he chuckles at the dog and glances over to where the children play. Hwan sits alone on the edge of the playground crying. Ravi is instantly on his feet running to him. “Hwan, buddy, what’s wrong? Are you ok? Are you hurt?” Ravi lets out picking him up and searching him all over. “They don't want me here.” Ravi pauses, shock comes over him, “ Who doesn't want you here?” “My friends, they said I’m a filthy orphan now.” “Oh, buddy, that's not true. We are gonna find your mom.” The sun starts on its downward spiral for the day. Ravi hugs Hwan a little longer, “Hwan, do you want to play a game on our way back home?” Sniffling Hwan says, “Not really, I just want to go home,” grabbing onto Ravi’s pants leg. Ravi bends down and swoops him up into his arms as they head back to the castle.

Entering into Hwan's room Ravi gently sets the sleeping child on his bed. “We are gonna get your mom back,” Ravi whispers, kissing him on the forehead and closing the door behind him. Heading down the stairs his head is filled with plan after plan all revolving around getting Hwan’s mom back. Lost in thought he runs into Taekwoon storming out of the dining area and up the stairs. He peaks in to see Hakyeon and Jaehwan snickering, “well I see yalls days were better than mine.” He says plopping down on the closest chair. “What happened?” Hakyeon said worried. “ I took Hwan to the park. He was so excited to see his friends. Apparently they weren’t as excited to see him,” he sighs. “So rumors have spread around the village then,” Jaehwan interjects. “It was only a matter of time,” Hakyeon says. “ I know the village has never loved our presence here but this is ridiculous, he is just a child,” he says mournfully. “We have to remember this isn't the village itself. Although the parents aren't very fond of the situation it seems they aren't acting on it. The kids are just repeating things they don't understand.” “He is a child just like the rest of them. He can't help what happened. These fucking adults should know better than calling him a filthy orphan!” Ravi screams frustration welling up. “ You’re right but maybe there is something else going on. A child losing their parents is out of their hands. For them to jump straight to insults..” Hakyeon pauses pondering for a moment, “maybe we need to do some investigating in the village. Obviously there are some negative feelings towards Hwan's family we haven't considered.”

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Chapter 9: Goodbye

Walking out the door a gray sky greets his eyes. The basket on his arm is a bit heavy but worth every moment of carrying it. The long walk would be tiring to anyone else but, Hakyeon was not affected, not when the destination was something long overdue. “I wish the weather fit this day better. She deserves a lot better than this,” Hakyeon expresses. Pulling his hood up over his head he sets himself down the beaten path, leading into the dark, misty woods.

Vines lace the ground as if they are growing every minute but Hakyeon expertly steps over them. Every inch of these woods is well known to him. Turning off the path he dodges through trees into an opening. Flowers surround the area, sunlight streams in landing on a headstone. Placing his basket down beside him he encircles the headstone with candles. Getting up he collects flowers from the open field arranging them around the headstone. Sitting down he lights each candle chanting “Memoriae Sacrum” when the last candle lights a soft breeze envelops the grounds. “Hello, sister. I’m sorry it's been so long,” he says softly. A small, soft voice replies, “You know you no longer need to come brother. I have moved on. I am not in pain here.” “Pain is for the living,” he says, slumping his shoulders. “You must stop blaming yourself. I asked you to save me and that is exactly what you did. The boy, your friend is not at fault,” the voice whispers through the trees. “I miss you, sister. You can't fault me for wanting back the time that was stolen from me.” “I do not fault you. But you must know I am happy here. Although, I do miss your visits occasionally.” A smile grows on Hakyeon’s face, “The boy's name is Wonshik. He is doing much better but still has days that he struggles.” “Have you told him why you saved him?” “No, I do not wish to guilt him further. He has grown very much since we found a partial cure. Besides, I may not have been able to save you, but I saved him and all those that would have come after,” he says halfheartedly. “You were young, brother. We both were. You tried your best, but my life would have been much worse if you had let me live,” the whispers through the tree moves embracing him. “I know but it is not something I can easily forget.” “You must never forget but, you must never dwell either. I love and miss you, brother. But I will not come back again after this. Tell the boy, Wonshik, when he asks that he is not blamed. You have grown so much but you must move on.” “I understand, sister. My love will always be with you,” he says. The wind swirls around and disappears through the trees, each candle flickers out signaling her departure. Leaning forward he touches his hand to the stone, “Goodbye, Kira,” he murmurs one final time a tear trickling down his face.

Collecting his things, he places them back in the basket making his way back to the forest path. His mind wonders with each step he takes. Memories flutter around him, childhood memories of him and his baby sister holding hands walking home from the village, collecting flowers along the road home, and presenting them to their mother. Her eye’s crinkle in delight, taking them from her, sending the girl in a fit of excited giggles. The memories fill him with a sense of comfort and happiness contrasting the darkness of the forest surrounding him. Slowly the dark opens up to the streetlights of the village snapping Hakyeon out of his enchanted state. A small smile still graces his face despite the outcomes of the day's events; happiness still fills his entire body as he makes his way back home.

The door creaks open, hearing voices from the dining room he silently shuts the door moving to the opening watching the scene unfold in front of him. “You’re right but we don’t have a choice now. We have already been dragged into this and we won’t be able to walk away. You’re not gonna be able to whisk us all away either,” Hakyeon smiles, recognizing the playful nature in Taekwoon’s voice looking toward Jaehwan knowing a comeback is coming with the slight shock and smirk on his face. “Wait a minute, y’all aren’t some princes I am trying to whisk away here. Let’s get that straight first,” Hakyeon stifles a laugh. “We are going to make it through this, Jaehwan,” Taekwoon continued. Seeing this as his moment to interrupt, “Well, isn’t this just a beautiful scene,” he says, making his presence known. “No broken dishes, no screaming, and look you two even look like you are getting along.” “Yeah, no thanks to you and your dumbass plan,” Taekwoon fires back, not at all shocked by his presence. “Well, you're not the one I thought would be grumpy when I got back,” Hakyeon says, childishly poking Taekwoon in the back of the neck as he walks by taking a seat at the table. Taekwoon mumbles incoherently under his breath, “Is everything alright,” Hakyeon asks, interrupting what would soon be a childish tantrum from Taekwoon. Jaehwan nods his head, “Yeah, I think I will be ok from now on or at least I will try to be.” “Good, at least Taekwoon is good for something,” Hakyeon jabs at him, smirking. “Why is it every time you guys come home, I’m the one getting teased,” Taekwoon says stomping out of the room.

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Chapter 8: Argenti

italics- thoughts/ telepathy

Warning: Cussing

The sizzling chicken in the pain fills the room with a comforting aroma. Upon finishing up he begins to realize the strange quietness, strange no one has come down yet. Hakyeon is usually here bothering me before dinner. He puts everything on serving trays and cleans up the kitchen, setting everything on the dining table. He walks out into the hall to see if anyone is coming. Jaehwan starts to make his way down, spotting Leo. “Hey, have you seen anybody,” Taekwoon asks. Jaehwan shakes his head apathetically walking into the dining room, taking his place at the table. Taekwoon decides to leave him for a moment, walking into the living room. He notices a piece of white paper hanging on the T.V. Walking up he rips down the paper reading,

So, by now you have realized none of us are there but Jaehwan. We decided it was better for you to speak with him. We are all going out, Wonshik took Hwan and Butt so don’t worry about them either. Good luck and remember to be gentle Taekwoon. You are the one that can help him the most.

                        -Hakyeon

“Are you fucking kidding me? No warning at all,” Taekwoon expresses loudly. “What did they leave you to fix me? They don’t even think I’m worth it,” Jaehwan says rounding the corner. “That isn’t true, and you know it,” he says a bit too firmly. Taekwoon walks over to Jaehwan, guiding him back to the dining room. “Let’s eat and we can talk in a bit,” Taekwoon suggests sitting down next to him. 

They eat in silence, only the clanking of utensils being heard. “I’m honestly ok Taek, you don’t need to worry about it. I just need time to forget,” Jaehwan whispers, setting his glass down for the final time. “I did too. Hell, I’m still trying to move past it as you all know. I’ve had my doubts many times of if it’s even worth it. But you need to talk to somebody about it. I already know your past, it's not like you’re going to surprise me in any way,” ''Just because you know it doesn’t mean I want to talk about it. It wasn’t any of your business to begin with,” Jaehwan says aggressively.

 “You know I didn’t mean to see any of that. I only hypnotized you to protect you. I wasn’t going to let you fall into a spiral. The risk of that was much worse than risking the chance of accidentally getting a hold of your memories,” he says defensively. Jaehwan lets out a long breath, “I know. I’m… just… scared. If I ignore what happened it’s easier to pretend it never happened,” “But you never learn how to grow and move past it if you ignore it,” “I know. I didn’t want to do it. I don’t even know why it happened this time. But we can’t take on Invicta. Hwan needs his mother, but we aren’t strong enough to get her back. Creating a world would keep us safe and give him what he wants,” Jaehwan says hastily.

 “Yes, it would be easier. But you would be running and lying to everyone around you. What you did in the past is understandable. You were practically a child and you feared losing everyone you loved. It’s ok but you can’t keep running and making the same mistakes,” Taekwoon says calmly. “I MADE AN ENTIRE WORLD AND LOCKED MYSELF AWAY. I made up my family that I murdered. I pretended for centuries nothing happened. I didn’t even have the ability to face it. I can’t even say their names to this day! I purposely locked away those memories and this never would have been a problem if you hadn’t fucked around when you hypnotized me,” Jaehwan screams, slamming his fists on the table. “It would have come back up Jaehwan. You know there is no way to fully lock away something like that. It was an accident. I know that doesn’t make it easier, but it was an accident. You didn’t murder them on purpose.” A long pause fills the room, “It wasn’t an accident. I created that memory. I murdered them because they were going to murder me,” he says quietly, setting his forehead on the table. 

“What do you mean they were going to murder you?” “I was.... powerful, more powerful than them. I was just a kid, but they were afraid of what I could do as I got older. I shouldn’t have been able to read their minds, but I could…… I wasn’t even theirs,” he says under his breath.” They weren’t even my family. I was of royal blood. They kidnapped me and because they couldn’t control me, they decided to kill me before I was too powerful. They were going to lead me to a well and tell me an animal was stuck down there knowing I would jump in head first to save it. However, it was a pit of liquid silver. They were going to watch me as I burned alive in that pit.” Taekwoon keeps a straight face despite his mind reeling at the revelation.

“I got so angry it’s like I just blacked out. When I came to, the entire forest was destroyed. My so-called family laid around me covered in the silver they were going to kill me with. Seeing it was too much I hated myself and it was like a switch flipped. I moved to a different forest and killed every single person or monster that came into it. I didn’t care what they were doing there. Some were bad, some were lost, others just wanted some space, but I killed them all. It came to the point where even the forest creatures left. That’s when I created a new world with my fake family and my real family and every person I killed in that forest. I remembered every single one of their faces, their names, and their voices. I stayed in that world for centuries never looking back because I had everything,” Jaehwan trails off. “What made you come back,” Taekwoon asks. “You know what did. The same thing that changed all of us. I don’t even know how he did it, it just broke and there I was in a forest lost and confused. Some men walked up shortly after I came out, holding a limp fox. I got so angry, I don’t even know why. I just wanted them dead. So, I attacked them, Hakyeon walked up during the middle of it so I thought he was a part of their group. So, I attacked him, but I couldn’t hit him at all. I threw loose tree branches at him, I tried to grab his legs with a root, anything and everything I could think I threw but nothing. Eventually, I calmed down enough to ask him questions. The answer that got me was when I asked what he knew about my kind and he replied that we were fiercely loyal, I almost fell to my knees. Everything just flooded back. But I wanted to know how he stopped me and why he wasn’t scared of me despite what he just saw, so I followed him. Eventually, he told me he put a magic canceling protection over the forest which dropped me back into the real world,” Jaehwan looks at Taekwoon eyes pleading for understanding.

 “I was given a second chance I don’t deserve, Taek. I don’t even regret killing my family. The only thing I regret is killing those people. They didn’t deserve that.” “If you don’t deserve a second chance then neither do I. We both killed innocent people. We were given a second chance by Hakyeon though. He obviously saw something in both of us. I can see what he saw in you now. You are powerful, but you have such compassion and care for those around you. You are fiercely loyal if you weren’t you wouldn’t have put all of us in your world. You did it because you wanted us with you, and you wanted a world where we were all safe. Just as you did for your family and those humans. You wanted to give them the life that was stolen,” Taek says softly looking at Jaehwan. “But they were already dead. I wasn't giving them life. I was running from what I did,” he says. “Yes, you were. Just as you are doing now. You are running but even though you are running you are thinking about everyone else around you. It may not be a victory that you want but it is a small positive. You have done bad things, but you are not horrible. You can come back from what you did, and you have taken the second step to do that,” “Second step?” Jaehwan asks, confused. “You took the first step when you decided to follow Hakyeon and you took the second step just now. You were trying a long time ago to make up for what you did,” Taekwoon says softly patting him on the back. 

“It feels good to get it off my chest, but I don’t really feel any better,” Jaehwan confesses. “Honestly, it won’t ever feel good. Your past will always hurt but your future doesn’t have to,” Taekwoon says. “The future doesn’t look so bright right now. Invicta isn’t some random group.” “You’re right but we don’t have a choice now. We have already been dragged into this and we won’t be able to walk away. You’re not gonna be able to whisk us all away either,” Taekwoon says, testing the waters. A slight smirk forms on Jaehwan’s face “Wait a minute, y’all aren’t some princes I am trying to whisk away here. Let’s get that straight first.”  Taekwoon smiles, feeling the tension from the room lift, “We are going to make it through this, Jaehwan,” he says reassuringly.

“Well, isn’t this just a beautiful scene,” Hakyeon says walking into the dining room.

“So, the fairy isn’t so innocent and sweet. That’s to be expected but that power he has will be useful and his fear will make it easy to exploit,” the sinister voice states.”

~~Admin Freckled Moon 

Finally, posted a new chapter! I have no idea if the subscribers I had before still want these updates. If you don’t just let me know and Ill stop tagging you. I’m so sorry to everyone it has been so long. Life has been really rough for awhile. I have a couple of chapters already written just gotta let the characters tell me where we are going next lol. I hope yall enjoy. As always if you have suggestions for my writing I’m always open to hear it!

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Hey everyone!

Wanted to let you all know I updated Chapter 6 and Chapter 7 cause I was going back to read I realized some stuff could be fixed or worded better. So if you would like to reread those then please do!

I have a few chapters written so I will be adding them over the course of the next few days!

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Hey Everyone,

So it seems both cloud bread and I have been pretty bad about updating. I however have been gettingt he urge to continue my midnight killers series so I am coming back hopefully within the next day or two I will have a new chapter fore you guys.

My personal life has finally gotten better. I updated before flaking about my mental health and after a hitting of rock bottom and finally getting some help I'm doing pretty good. I have a good paying job and life has settled down a bit so I'm gonna jump back into this.

Idk how many of you are still here and interested but I want to continue midnight killers and I'm also thinking about making a Monsta x Mafia styled story. But there will be more info about that later.

I hope everyone is doing well and that life isn't too bad for you all.

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I’m Back...

So, for the people who still follow this blog, you might be wondering:

WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!

Great question. Uh, school and Wattpad.

I guess I got so caught up with schoolwork that I kinda lost the motivation to write, putting the burden on Freckled Moon to keep this blog going, which I feel really bad for doing that. This year, I moved back to Wattpad and started writing there again. I might take some of my works from there and move it here just to keep this blog active.

But Cloud Bread, what about TTQ and requests?

Another great question. I will try to respond to requests when I can, but I will not be continuing TTQ because I only created it to cope with some problems I was going through. I have started another series (on Wattpad) that I will move over here once I have ten chapters out.

Wait, so are you on hiatus still?

Nope! I’m back, and I’m ready to write. I don’t know if Freckled Moon will come back too (I hope she does, she has an amazing series), but I respect her decision if she doesn’t. But that won’t stop me!

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Apologies (Seonghwa & Hongjoong)

A tear fell from his face onto the dusty table. He sniffled and choked on his tears. His muffled cries could be barely heard from outside the break room, with the door barely open in order not to lock himself in. He kept his head down on the table, covered by his arms, sobbing quietly onto the floor. He couldn't help but cry, his thoughts and regrets drowning his mind. The flashbacks of his superiors scolding him and his coworkers continued the flood of tears.

I've never been more upset at the work you did tonight.

You've worked here the longest, I thought you knew better.

If you do this again, I'm gonna have to write you up.

I don't know what made you think that this is okay!

I'm disappointed in you.

He could hear the door open slowly, but ignored it, trying to hold his tears back. Someone sat in a chair in front of him, a small sigh passed their lips. He looked up to see Hongjoong, his supervisor, twiddling his fingers on the table, looking worried.

"Are you okay, Mars?"

He wasn't okay. The sight of the person that he disappointed made him want to cry even more. He bit his lip to hold back his tears, nodding once before looking down. His eyes were red and puffy, he was sniffling a bit and he clutched the edge of the table in fear and guilt.

Hongjoong sighed. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened tonight. Honestly, this was meant to intimidate Wooyoung in order to get his head out of his ass and give a shit about doing the work properly here. Also, it's been an overall frustrating day for me, so I'm not only mad at this." He scratched the back of his neck. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, Seonghwa."

"Why are you sorry?" Seonghwa mumbled. "I was the one that should've been stricter with Wooyoung. I know that he likes to joke around, so I shouldn't have trusted him to clean by himself."

"I understand, but you two haven't been the only people to do a half-ass job cleaning here," Hongjoong replied. "I think tonight was the night that I was fed up enough to say something. However, I shouldn't have made you the target of criticism tonight like the managers did. I think everyone knows that this was mainly Wooyoung's fault."

Seonghwa became mortified at the thought of him not doing well enough to upset Hongjoong even more. Another tear slipped down his face and fell onto his shirt, causing Seonghwa to wipe his face in order to not seem so devastated. He looked up at Hongjoong, who seemed sympathetic for Seonghwa, but that made him frustrated for Hongjoong to feel like he has to apologize for his mistake.

"Why are you apologizing for this?" he asked, a slight tone of annoyance in his voice.

Hongjoong was surprised by Seonghwa's question. "I-I just feel bad for getting mad at you guys, I didn't mean for-"

"Why are you apologizing for something I did wrong?" Seonghwa asked again, raising his voice a bit, clearly pissed by Hongjoong's apologies.

"Why are you so mad at me apologizing to you?" Hongjoong replied, confused and frustrated by Seonghwa's anger.

"You always apologize for mistakes you didn't make!" Seonghwa argued.

"Am I not allowed to feel bad for people?" Hongjoong argued back.

"Do you know how guilty and humiliated I felt being reprimanded by managers when all I want to do is please them with good work?"

"I'm sorry that you got scolded!"

Seonghwa slammed his hand on the table. "There it is again!" he said, getting up from his seat.

Clearly angered at this point, Hongjoong stood up and faced Seonghwa eye-to-eye. "I don't know what the hell has made you so mad, but I'm trying to comfort you. I don't apologize for your mistakes."

"Then why the hell did you apologize for your sexuality?"

Hongjoong froze. Seonghwa's question made him stop talking.

"Why did you apologize to me for being an ace?" Seonghwa repeated, his eyes tearing up even more.

"When did I apologize to you for that?" Hongjoong asked.

"When I confessed my feelings for you!" Seonghwa replied lividly.

The memory flashed through Hongjoong's head. "What do you mean?" he questioned Seonghwa, confused why he was mad about that.

"I don't give a fuck that you don't like me back, that's fine. I've been rejected many times, I'm kinda used to it at this point. But you constantly apologized to me for being asexual that now I feel bad. Yeah, I should have realized that you were an ace before confessing to you. But the fact that you felt like you were in the wrong made me feel even worse about our friendship."

Hongjoong was speechless. He didn't realize how hurt Seonghwa was. How all those smiles Seonghwa gave when Hongjoong apologized were just forced to make Hongjoong feel better. How Seonghwa really tried to get things back to the way when they were just friends. Hongjoong felt ashamed for not caring about Seonghwa's feelings before.

Seonghwa let out a sad sigh. "That's all I wanted to say." He turned away from Hongjoong, making his way towards the door.

"Wait, can I walk you to your car?" Hongjoong called to Seonghwa in an apologetic tone.

Seonghwa stopped as he was about to leave the room, but he didn't look back at Hongjoong. "I'm fine," he stated in a shaky voice. A tear dropped from his eye once more before he left Hongjoong alone in the break room.

"Goodnight, Joongie," he said to his supervisor before closing the door.

~Admin Cloud Bread

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I'm so sorry I haven't updated in the past couple weeks I've been dealing with some mental health issues. You would think graduating college would make you feel amazing but alas it causes so many new stressor especially when you can't find a job.

I was so lost as to how to do the next couple chapter since they are individual ones that I wanted to connect together somehow but I have finally figured it out. So I will be back this week. I might post a couple just so we don't get stuck on individual chapter for the next couple weeks unless y'all are OK with that/prefer it?

But I'll be back this week with Beyond the Midnight Killers and the Onew/Shinee week stuff. 🖤🖤🖤

~Admin Freckled Moon 🌙

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Onew Week 3: New Year

“3..2..1… Happy New Year’s,~ everyone in the room screams turning to those beside them hugging and kissing their loved ones. Confetti falls from the air and smiles fill the room bringing in the new year. Jinki looks from his family to find the other members. Spotting Taemin and his family across the way he excuses himself to see the youngest. “Taeminie, Happy New year!” Jinki says trotting up to Taemin and hugging him. “Happy new year,” he says in return. Jinki continues to chat with Taemin and his group. Key and Minho wonder over later expressing their happiness to the others. People around them leave one by one. Eventually, its just the four of them still chatting with each other, few people left at the party. “ Youngam, what’s your goal for the new year?” Key asks. “New year, same me,” Jinki replies. “Come on, you must want something,” Minho persists. “As long as you all are happy and healthy this year will be perfect,” Jinki says quietly. “Jinki…” Key trails off. “As long as you are happy and healthy, we can be too,” Minho says pulling Jinki into a hug. Taemin stands to the side a slight smile on his face, “Well, this is sweet. But, I want to release a new solo this year,” he says slyly. Jinki smirks, “Of course you do,” he says pulling Taemin into another hug. “You need to be happy too,” Taemin whispers to him before pulling away. “Key, Kibum, Kibummie, it’s your turn,” Jinki says holding out his arms. Key fakes an objection turning to walk away. “Nope, not today,” Jinki says hugging Key from behind. Taemin and Minho take the chance to turn it into a group hug, sandwiching Key in the middle. “Alright, alright break it up,” Jinki says, “This old man is going to go home and go to bed.”

Climbing into bed Jinki pulls his covers up, DING, grabbing his phone he sees a new message.

                         My hope is you are happy and healthy too.

                                                                               -Kibum

IDK why I keep having all these fluffy imagines. Yes, two in one week only because it’s new years and I realized I didn’t write anything for Onew’s b-day.

~Admin Freckled Moon 🌙

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Onew Week 3: Late Birthday

“Jinki, Jinki you awake?” Key calls out after letting himself into their old dorm. “I think he is asleep,” Minho says softly. “You know these are the days he likes to rest,” Minho continues. “Good, that gives us time to set this up then,” Key mentions busying himself with preparations. “What are you guys doing?” a soft, sleepy voice whispers. “Shit,” Key says shocked immediately standing up to block his work. “Oh, uh nothing we just needed to get some stuff. Why don’t you go back to bed?” Key says wringing his hands nervously. “If you came to get something why are their bags all over the place,” he says with a smirk on his face. “Well, that didn’t work,” Minho mutters. “Alright fine. We were trying to do something for your birthday since we missed it,” Key says exasperatedly. “But now its ruined,” he continues. “Oh, wait this must be a dream. Things seem fuzzy,” Jinki says sarcastically backing away back to his room. “What, what is happening? This must be a dream,” he continues overdramatically as he closes the door. Leaving Minho and Key confused. Slowly smiles grow on their faces as realization hits, “It’s been 10 years and I still can’t keep up with him,” Key says chuckling going back to work. “Taemin should be here in about 10 minutes,” Minho mentions to Key. “Good, let’s finish this up,” Key says.

“What’s up old man?” Taemin says announcing his arrival. “Wow, way to make an entrance,” Key replies rolling his eyes. “Is grandpa ready?” Taemin teases further. “For your information, I am,” Jinki says walking down the hallway. “Jesus Christ, what are you a ninja,” Taemin says shocked. “Surprise!” Key and Minho yell, holding out a cake. “OMG, what is this? But my birthday was a couple weeks ago,” Jinki says faking surprise. “I see he is getting better at acting,” Minho whispers to Taemin. “Thanks for pretending, Youngam,” Key says holding out the cake for him to blow out the candles. Jinki bends slightly, pausing and closing his eyes before blowing out the candles. “What did you wish for,” Taemin asks nudging Jinki in the side, “Nothing much,” he says nonchalantly. “But, answer me this what does a turtle do on his birthday?” he continues. “Oh, please don’t everything was going so well,” Key says sarcastically. “He shell-a-brates!” he continues giggling to himself, despite trying to hide it they all smile to themselves. Minho hugs Jinki dragging Key and Taemin into the hug as well. “Thanks guys, really, this means a lot,” Jinki says.

~Admin Freckled Moon 🌙

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Beyond the Midnight Killers: Chapter 7: His Past

Warnings: Cussing, suggestions of violence, blood

The darkened room illuminated by a strange crystal shows a little boy sleeping in his bed. “I wonder how your little boy would handle some more nightmares,” he says with a wicked smirk plastered on his face as he turns his sinister smile to the women tied up. “What do you think sweetheart? Should I mess with him some more or would you like to give me what I want?” he says, bending down in her face. However, her focus remains strictly on the boy in the crystal, loud whimpering sounds muffled by the gag escape her mouth. A large, rough hand grabs her chin forcing her to meet his eyes, “What’s it gonna be sweetheart? Another torturous night for the child you so desperately love or are you going to tell me where it is,” his voice grows angry and impatient. The woman shakes her head loose from his hand, eyes growing cold, staring directly at him, challenging him. “Fine, you still wanna play, let's play.” A dark cloud surrounds the crystal showing multiple scenes of her dying in different ways. She begins to jerk and scream. The chair she is tied to falling over in the process. “Oh, don’t worry this is just a preview for what he is going to see. Since breaking you isn’t going to work, your precious child is going to suffer the consequences.” The dark cloud absorbs into the crystal. The scene of the sleeping boy taking its place again. The dark mist crawled along the floor inching its way towards the boy. The woman screams through her gag, tears fall profusely down her face. Just as the mist reaches the boy’s hand a blinding burst of light consumes it. A man runs into the boy’s room alarmed but the crystal goes black. “That fucking bastard!” he screams shaking the building. Pounding over to the woman he lifts her and the chair up-right, “You are going to tell me where it is or I’m gonna rip you apart piece by piece. Aren’t you worried about what will happen to your little boy if you don’t make it out of this,” he says outraged as he rips the gag off. “We both know you have no intention of letting me go. Rip me apart, you will never find what you want whether I am here or not. Besides, my little boy seems to be in good hands anyways,” she says brazenly. “Ok, let’s play this the hard way. Your boy won’t last long in those monsters’ hands. I’m gonna make sure you're alive to see him get ripped apart by the very things you think will protect him. But, first how about a little fun,” he whispers in her ear, grabbing a knife and tracing it along her skin, a trail of blood lining its path.

  A knock sounds on his door, rising from his bed gently he glides his sleepy form to the door. “What’s up,” Jaehwan croaks out leaning on the door. “Jaehwan, come downstairs in 10 minutes, family meeting,” Taekwoon says nonchalantly, immediately turning to leave. “You know I can read your mind, Taek. I can feel your hesitance to be here. Why don’t you just tell me what it is,” Jaehwan says softly. “We have to talk about Invicta downstairs with the group,” Taekwoon reiterates. “That’s not all, is it? I did something, didn't I,” he says warily. Taekwoon sighs “Yes, you did something. I figured you wouldn’t be able to remember it. You went pretty deep. I had to hypnotize you to get through to you.” A frail laugh leaves Jaehwan's lips as he turns back to sit on his bed, “Of course, I’m still such a coward to this day,” hands covering his face. “Still unable to face this world. I’d rather fall in on myself and drag everyone with me.” “Jaehwan, that’s…” Taekwoon begins, “Don’t, I’ll be down in 10 minutes,” Jaehwan interjects, pushing Taekwoon outside his door and closing it.

“Fuck! Fuck, I shouldn’t have said shit,” he says walking down the stairs. “What did you do?” Hongbin says, appearing at the bottom of the stairs. “You told him, didn’t you? We agreed to leave it be,” he continued. “I fucking know! But, it's Jaehwan he doesn’t deserve to be lied to.” “We decided it was better to wait. All this is gonna do is put us further behind. You know better than most of us what this will do to him,” Hongbin says frustrated. “You're right, I do know better than the rest of you. Which also means he deserves to know. He deserves the chance to learn from it and face it. He isn’t a child and we aren’t going to treat him like one,” Taekwoon warns walking away from Hongbin.

“Ahem,” Hongbin flips around, “Oh, uh, Hakyeon.” “So, Taekwoon told him I see.” “Yeah, he did. So, get ready for that talk,” he says worriedly. “Honestly, we should probably just leave it to those two to talk. Taekwoon will be able to help and understand better than the rest of us. Just tell everyone but those two not to come to the meeting. Everyone should probably just leave and go on their own while they talk.” “You sure that’s the best idea. Taekwoon isn’t the most supportive sometimes,” Hongbin warns. “No, he isn’t but he is with Jaehwan. Despite being total opposites they both have the same fears, and their backgrounds although not the same in detail are the same in the end,” he says softly touching Hongbin on the shoulder as he passes by leaving the room. “Wait, what do you mean?” Hongbin says confused.

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Sorry I was a day late with Christmas and a job interview I didnt have much time to edit. Hopefully, there aren’t too many mistakes. I’m hoping to have the next few chapters be individual chapters for each of the boys while still having the talk between Taekwoon and Jaehwan. I honestly didn’t even have this in the plans but I started writing and its like the characters just said this is what we are doing. So yah, prepare for some Jaehwan background and some solo time for each of the other characters!!! Hope you enjoy and had a wonderful holiday ❤❤❤

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Onew Week 2

“Moments like this remind me of why I chose this,” he says softly. Key looks at him squinting his eyes in confusion, “Moments of us just sitting around drinking coffee?” Minho glances at Key then Taemin, “It must be that old man age getting to him,” Minho chuckles out. Onew smiles in response “Must be, because, although, this is so simple it means so much. These are the moments I remember. Just us sitting in a coffee shop or at a restaurant. Moments when we don’t have to be together but choose to be together,” he laughs shaking his head. “Sorry, it really must be because I’m getting old,” he says rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, staring down at his cup. “Then I must be getting old too,” Key mumbles into his coffee loud enough for Onew to hear.

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Beyond the Midnight Killers: Chapter 6: Motionless

Hi! Sorry I’m finally back! I have finally graduated college, yay!! Sorry I haven’t been active the past 2 weeks, but I have the next chapter for you.

italics- thoughts/ telepathy

Warning: Cussing

The walk home was tedious, a stifling silence eats away at Hakyeon, constant glances to Taekwoon’s back go unnoticed. Wonshik in front carries Hwan’s tired body leading the way home. The streets pass by in a blur, street lights flickering on as they pass, only fear and worry clouding their minds.

An immense black door slams open as its owners walk through the door. “Hey, how did…” Jaehwan starts before being pushed aside, a loud slam being heard upstairs moments later. “Obviously not well,” he says, turning to Hakyeon in shock. “Wonshik, will you take Hwan to his room,” he says, giving Wonshik a knowing glance. “Jaehwan, we will talk later as a group but first I need to speak with Taekwoon,” he says, a wave of dread taking over him.

Step by step Hakyeon climbs the grand staircase, each step becoming heavier, each thought darkening as he heads to Taekwoon’s door. A gentle, hollow knock sounds, no answer, a sniffle, and a loud crash heard inside. “Taekwoon, please just give me a moment,” Hakyeon begs, sliding down the door onto the floor. What feels like an eternity passes before Hakyeon hears soft padding coming down the hallway. Before he notices, a small body sits down in front of him placing his hands on his face. “N, are you okay? Why are you sitting here?” he asks in a small, exhausted voice. “It’s nothing buddy you should be sleeping.” “I know but I can’t. He is always there,” a saddened expression takes over Hakyeon’s face picking Hwan up as he walks him back to his room and tucks him in.  “I’m gonna stay right here buddy, no one is gonna get you,” he says, rubbing Hwan’s back.

Soon soft, rhythmic breathing can be heard from the boy signaling Hakyeon to stop his movements. Moments later a soft creak sounds from the door, Hakyeon whips his head towards the sound, eyes widening in realization. Taekwoon instantly turns around, “Wait, Taekwoon, I at least deserve a chance to say something.” “And I deserved to know and yet here we are,” Taekwoon says quietly seething, closing the door behind him.

“You know what? You’re fucking right I should have told you. But what has knowing done for you? Here you are loathing yourself about something that is in the past,” Hakyeon screams in the hallway. Taekwoon whips around a hint of red in his eyes, “I’m a fucking monster, but you changed me. Yet, you want me to feel nothing about what I have done? You want me to go back to what I was before, an emotionless, killing beast. Fine at this point it might be fucking easier if I did!” Taken back Hakyeon sighs, calming himself, “You don’t mean that. I didn’t know you killed the girl. I didn’t know it was you for sure. I had a feeling, yes, but I had no proof. There was no point in telling you something that isn’t a fact.” “I’m a fucking monster, Hakyeon, no matter what, it doesn’t matter past, present, future I will always be a monster. Whether I did or not I ruined so many family’s lives. I killed people in cold blood for the pleasure of it, and at this point I think that was easier than doing this.” “We are all monsters. That doesn’t make us horrible. You live an amount of time that no human will ever be able to comprehend. You have every chance to make up for your past but not if you dwell on it and especially not if you dwell on things we don’t even know are true. You’re right though, not feeling, not caring is so much easier but you get so much more when you do,” Hakyeon says, placing his hand on Taekwoon’s shoulder. “I can’t do this Hakyeon. I can’t stand this constant fear and pain,” “You can, and you will. You have friends here, you have a new life, and you have a little boy in there that needs every one of us to get his mother back,” he says encouragingly. Taekwoon nods his head, shoulders still slumped in defeat. A small pair of arms wraps around Taekwoon’s leg, shocking him. “You aren’t a bad man, Woonie,” Hwan says looking up at him, eyes watery. “How did you…, Hwan you are supposed to be asleep,” Taekwoon says, straightening himself. “I know but you didn’t really pick the best place to yell at each other. You woke me up,” Hwan says a bit sarcastically. A chuckle escapes Taekwoon and Hakyeon. “yah, I guess you are right. Let’s go back to bed though. No one is gonna wake you up anymore,” Taekwoon says, scooping the boy up.

An hour later

“Invicta,” Wonshik says, Hongbin and Hyuk suck in a gasp. “What do you mean Invicta? Why the hell is he involved in this? What the fuck are we gonna do? We can’t take him on,” Hongbin spits out at a hundred miles an hour. Hyuk flops down in his seat in pure shock. Jaehwan is surprisingly void of emotion. Jaehwan, you aren’t gonna figure this out yourself. You need to talk to the rest of us, Wonshik mentions glancing in his direction. Jaehwan’s focus never falters, winds begin to form in the closed space.Jaehwan, you need to stop your going to lose control if you don’t, Wonshik warns but nothing seems to get through.  The wind builds, spinning the room around as fast as a hurricane. The boys glance between each other. A picture begins to form in the swirling; the boys feel lighter as their minds start to let go of the world. Suddenly a door slams open and two hands grab Jaehwan’s face, forcing him to look into silver, glowing eyes. Taekwoon stares into Jaehwans eyes, silver mixing with blue. Pictures flash through Leo's mind, a forest, a well, and silver. Leo realizes he is seeing memories fights to get back his control. After what seems like an eternity of fighting through memory after memory and fear after fear he breaks the bond. Jaehwan, Jaehwan, I need you to focus. Just listen to my voice. We are gonna fix this. Do you hear me? We don't need a new world you have to let go. Jaehwan nods stiffly. Good, on three you are going to come back to us. One, Taekwoon removes his hands, Two…. Three, the spell breaks, the wind stops, chairs hovering in the air drop to the ground with a loud crack, the papers scatter all over the place. The boys blink absently as they come out of the trance grabbing onto anything near them to keep themselves up. Jaehwan collapses on the table, lying motionless.

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Ok, guys as I said I’m back! Hopefully you liked this chapter. I will be back on schedule from now on hopefully. Fun little fact despite the paragraph starting with, Side by side, being serious I always sing it like the song by New Kids on the block lol. More invicta information and interaction next chapter so look forward to that. But what happened to Jaehwan? We will find out won’t we 😉

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Week 1

The soft pitter-patter of the rain on the window rouses you from your reading. Looking down at the man in your lap his soft breathing seemingly matching with the breath of the outside world. His book long forgotten lays on his stomach. A soft smile appears across your lips closing your book you move your hand playing with his soft, onyx hair. A quiet groan escapes his lips as he rolls burying his head into your stomach. The smile on your lips grows as you memorize the soft features of his face. “If you take a picture it will last longer,” he says rolling over with a smirk. Faking a frown, you smack him on the chest, “Well, Mr. Lee Jinki look who just ruined the moment.” A smile grows on his face the one that leaves you breathless. Jinki gets up from your lap turning his body to face you, “It won’t be long. I’ll be back before you know it,” he says, gently cupping your face, pulling you in, and placing a kiss on your forehead.

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For those of you who don’t know onew is my ult Bias. He enlisted 2 days ago and I have been thinking about doing short imagines while he is gone just a few sentences to a paragraph. Just so I can feel like he is still here 😢(Ignore me I’m being dramatic),But would y'all be interested in that?

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Well since there is some interest guess who is excited to deliver! The first should be posted tonight it's gonna be pretty fluffy so prepare yourself. This will be the only one that kind of relates to his enlistment(I don't explicitly state that's the reason). The rest will just be fluffy little moments and I will include the members in some as well. I think I will do one each week but that's not set in stone yet ❤️❤️❤️

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