He’s getting the biggest ego rush if you somehow turn into a mouse during a palace infiltration. Aw, is his little treasure having problems opening doors now? Let your Joker help you out there~ he’s making a big show of opening doors for you, lowering his face to your level, before tapping his cheek, hinting for a kiss.
Would never let you walk out of his sight, he’s picking you up and tucking you into his pocket. A lot more careful with shadow encounters, now that you’re literally resting against his beating chest. He hopes you can’t hear the way his heart is pounding, whenever he feels your warmth enveloping his heart.
In safe rooms, he’s poking and prodding at your little mouse body, humming and cooing at the way you’re wiggling and squirming under his affections. Ren says that you’re shy. You’re more mortified than anything.
Ryuji
He really doesn’t know how to act. For one, he needs to keep up that “Mr Tough Guy” persona. He cannot be seen fawning over you, no matter how cute and soft your little rodent hands look. But on the other hand, your fur looks so soft and warm, and your little black boba eyes are simply adorable.
If you hear something collapsing onto the floor, don’t mind it. It’s just Skull’s knees giving out as he watches you attempt to open a door with your fuzzy little legs waggling below you. God, he really wants to squish you senseless…. You’re just the cutest little thing ever, for real!
If you tell him to bend over so you can hop onto his hands, Ryuji’s clumsily plopping you right down on his shoulder, neck glowing a bright red as you nuzzle against him in thanks. Hey, maybe it wouldn’t be too bad to stay in this palace longer, you’re cuter like this too- OW OK! STOP BITING HIM ALREADY!! HE’LL CHANGE YOU BACK, PROMISE!
Yusuke
You’re not going to get a moment of peace, not with Yusuke’s slender fingers trialing all around your furry, rodent form. He’s gently tugging and pulling, peeling back your ears, running his hands across your tail, prying open your mouth gently to prod at your teeth… fascinating, how features that were so very characteristic of you were transferred into a rodent.
In safe rooms, Yusuke’s tracing the form of your body over and over again on the walls, while absentmindedly stroking you with a finger. If you squeak out in protest, he’s only cooing softly, before changing the direction he’s stroking in. Forgive him, but there’s just something so relaxing about your fur… he simply just can’t help himself.
You’ll never get a moment’s peace alone, not with Yusuke quietly following you, each tiny step you take. It’s rather adorable, the way you squeak and scuttle about. He simply just can’t get enough.
Akechi
There’s something rather funny about one of his rivals being turned into such a tiny little creature. Aw, look at you now. A Phantom Thief, reduced to nothing but a common rodent who can’t even open doors- Hey, isn’t that his phone? When did you get that? Come back here-
As much as his scathingly mocking remarks burn, Akechi still can’t really resist rubbing his thumb against your furry back. He has a soft spot for cute, sweet things, and if he just pretended that you were a normal mouse… it’s rather cute to watch you squeak and wiggle about.
Well, it’s not like you can actually cause much harm as a mouse, actually. So perhaps it’s better for his plan for you to stay like this, forever? Maybe he’ll imprison you in the Metaverse this way, so you can keep him company, you can’t interfere with his plans. Besides? Your soft little mouse body is rather smoothing to the touch. Perfect for a stressed out “ace detective”, don’t you think?
Could I request a Yusuke (P5) x a female reader and its a meet cute where they first meet eachother at Leblanc (reader goes there to study) for the first time and then maybe them getting to know eachother and eventually dating
People between people
사람 사이 사람
Yusuke Kitagawa x Fem!Reader
♯ love. - wave to earth
Synopsis: a little meet cute in LeBlanc -- a place of miracles it seems.
Genre: fluff.
Tags: 'Yusuke' ass Yusuke. Middle-man Ren. Yusuke doesn't know how to talk to people. Confessions. Kinda rushed ending.
Wc: 2.7k
Yusuke's brain has been nagging him for weeks.
Nothing that he came across sparked any inspiration. He'd sit still in front of his easel for hours at a time, only to stare at the blank canvas while packing his paints away. For the hundredth time that day, he opened his box filled with craft supplies, placed it beside him, stared for two hours, and then he'd stuff it all back into his drawers.
It was something that drove him insane. Every single time he hit a bump in the road (or rather, a log in the middle of the street), he only wanted to bash his forehead onto his desk. There was nothing that he hated more than a burnout.
No.
It was just a little break that his brain was giving him, you know, because he needed a break, and then his mind'll explode in colours and ideas. Not because he was in (ugh) burnout. Yusuke doesn't get burnout, he's far to imaginative and passionate for that. Sometimes things just don't work out for him. But everything is only temporary.
The funny, contradictory thing about Yusuke is that he can find the beauty in just about anything he sees. He might not have a clue on how to start the big painting for his assignment or whatever it was that bothered him. But he can conjure up a nice sketch of the scenery in front of him.
He wouldn't have ideas on his own original artwork from time to time, which is why he goes sightseeing. Taking in landscapes and observing how well colours of nature blend together. Yusuke is unique like that.
This time was a lot different though.
No matter where he ended up, he hadn't the slightest clue on how to approach the menacing canvas that waited for him back home. His mind coming up equally as blank.
Lately he's been nagging his very good and unwilling friend, Ren. He's taken him everywhere; the church, Harajuku, Kichijoji, hell-- he even took him back to his own school. In desperate search of an idea that never came to him.
"Kichijoji has a festival in a few days." Ren stated as they got out of the Ginza line. "Fireworks at night, good enough for inspiration?"
Yusuke set his hand to rest on his chin, pondering deeply. "Hmm, well, the different colours paired with the stark saturation of the starry night.." he wasn't talking to anyone in particular. "That might work.." He looked up. "Though, I'm unsure how it'll help."
In a split second, Morgana popped out from the zipper in Ren's bag. "Maybe it'll spark something in that brain of yours."
Yusuke scratched his chin once again. "I will see in due time."
The cat rolled his eyes. "You just said that it might work."
"You should know by now that it was only an expression of my own speech." He gave the small animal a look. Prestigious and utterly annoying. "Something to evoke my own mind on whether or not he agrees with my words."
Another roll of eyes. He seemed to not know how.. interesting he was acting.
While he ponders, staring at the still bright sky that he so wished was starry. He wants to skip to the part where his project is finished. Only to see how his final product turns out to be.
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The painting you knew as 'Sayuri' has been growing at you.
The loving stare that the woman gave to her baby boy in her arms. You don't know the full backstory of the painting, but it's something that would crawl into the depths of your heart. Art wasn't a field that you knew too much about. But it was something that you knew to appreciate.
But you had no time for that. You only had time to bury your nose deep between the pages of your textbooks.
You set your bag down on the leather couch. The booth at the very end of the cafe.
LeBlanc had become your usual hideout. A place with the cosiest atmosphere; dim lights and the smell of fresh coffee grounds.
In another circumstance. This cafe would be your happy place. Where you could take your mind off things. But in this life, it's the place you bring your heavy burdens.
Your school burdens, to be exact.
Automatically, you took out your laptop, and the many workbooks that you had to fill in. You took out one of your headphone, just incase the nice old man wanted to strike a conversation.
Instead, you heard the chimes of the cafe's front door, a similar one when you first entered just minutes ago. You heard shuffling, your back was facing the door, so you couldn't see the people who had walked in.
"It's not that I doubt your artistic deductions." A deeper voice came out from behind you. "Your deductions are fine, but I do not need fine, I need perfect." An interesting way to speak, you thought.
The only thing that made you turn your head, was a meow that echoed right after. You saw two men, you presumed that one was from Shujin academy, judging from his uniform. A scrawny haired, glasses wearing student, with a bag on his shoulder.
Right beside him, was another boy. Dark blue hair, bangs swooped to the side, from Kosei.
The cat was nowhere to be found.
They made their way to the bar stools, the old man immediately making his way to the kitchen, coming out with two cups of hot coffee.
You thought nothing of it, slowly returning to the book in front of you, the meow was probably from your hazed out mind hallucinating.
The grip on your pen loosened when you heard the meow once again.
You observed the back of their heads, then adverted your gaze back to your book.
Finalising your decision, you slipped a piece of paper on whatever page you were on, closing it, and leaving your seat.
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"It's because you spend days and days painting without any breaks." Morgana peeks through the tiny gap of Ren's bag. "You don't have inspiration because you don't go outside."
Yusuke rolls his eyes, as elegantly as he could. "Inspiration comes from daily routine."
Ren wasn't sure it worked like that, but whatever.
"One definition of inspiration is the drawing in of breath. That's almost certainly not---" Yusuke felt a tap on his shoulder. He craned his neck to look at the source. Only to be met with your smiling face.
It hit him like a goddamn truck.
"I heard some meows from around here.." you started, "I was curious to see if there was a cat, but I don't see one..?"
He couldn't really speak, starstruck.
"Oh yeah." Ren snapped him out of his haze. Grabbing his bag on the table, and unzipping it fully. Revealing a black and white cat with blue eyes.
"Oh!" You melted, it had blue eyes, you've never seen that on a cat before. "What a cutie, can I pet your cat?" You turned to Ren, giving you a nod.
"I'm not a cat! And you can't pet me!"
"Absolutely adorable." You scruffled it's face, cuteness aggression taking over you.
You felt eyes at the back of your head from the corner of your eye.
Turning your neck once again, your eyes met his. The one with cute bangs. His eyes were wide, pupils a tiny bit dilated.
Scratching your neck, you shrank under the embarrassment that was growing. "Uh.. sorry, I didn't mean to cut you off like tha--"
"The harmonies across your face compliment each other very well." He states calmly, much like a fact.
Ren visibly sighs from his seat, as does the cat.
"... I'm sorry?" You tilted your head, moving your hands away from the animal. Definitely confused.
"He's saying you're beautiful." Ren tells you, like it was a fact as well.
"Oh.."
"In his own way."
"Oh.."
Yusuke jumps in his seat, glad as he could be. "Would you like to be my model?" His eyes lit up almost instantly.
Ren and Morgana brought their palms to their face. A distant moment of embarrassment.
"Excuse me?!"
"He's just-- he means well, he's an artist." Ren stumbled through an adequate explanation. Something that wouldn't make his friend seem as creepy as he already looked like.
You blinked, once, and then twice. Gaze shifting from the scrawny haired boy and the neat haired one. Based off first impressions... they seemed to mean well. It also looked like Sojiro knew them. You shrugged.
"What the hell, why not."
Yusuke lit up instantly once again, Ren seemed fairly worried. Whether he was worried that you agreed way too fast with little to no convincing. Or for you again, only because he didn't know how you could handle this eccentric friend of his.
"Excellent!" Yusuke stands almost immediately, grasping your hand with both of his. Bowing profusely in gratitude. Why you agreed, you didn't know.
You just needed a break.
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"If you could raise your hand three inches to the left." Yusuke's right eye was shut, his arm extended right in front of him, directing your limbs to his vision.
He was practically bouncing with joy when he saw you right by his front door.
Yusuke wasn't sure what he saw in you that made him have that spark start in his brain. Perhaps it was the way the sunlight hit your face, how it made you look so ethereal.
"So, are you just.." you grimaced in discomfort as you tried not to let yourself slouch. The stiffness in your spine was starting to annoy you. "Gonna draw me.. or something?" Though you'll have to admit, you did enjoy the sudden attention from this very artistic man.
"I wouldn't say that, I'm more so taking details from you to form my painting." He explains, lowering his hand to pick up his brush.
You nodded. The air going back to it's awkward silence.
"So do you---"
"Please do not speak, I would like to focus."
You nodded-- nearly.
Waiting in the same position could only make you go so far. Your leg was starting to cramp up. It felt like it's been hours.
During those hours, you would let your eyes drift to observe his room. His room that was only reserved for painting. Given that it was jam-packed filled with paint and artsy shit. Unless he slept on the floor, there was no way this place was his bedroom.
You couldn't observe the man that was painting you, since there was a big ass canvas blocking your view.
"Voila!"
You snapped out of your thoughts. You looked up. "You're done?"
"Not even close," he says almost proudly.
You instantly stood up. Rushing by his side, you swear to god, if he did absolutely nothing during these three hours then---
Oh dear,
It was absolutely beautiful.
The pastel colours clashed perfectly with the naturals of what you could see as the trees and flowers. You couldn't explain it, but the painting made you feel sympathetic. It wasn't something you felt so intensely.
"It's not nearly done, that's why it looks so patchy." He'd describe it as a plethora of blobs and very unfinished business.
"Are you kidding? It's amazing!" You gushed. You didn't think you could feel this way about a painting. Not since 'Sayuri.'
Yusuke blinked in confusion. Staring intently at you. As if you were growing two heads. "You're serious?"
You nodded profusely. "I didn't think you'd be this insanely talented." You eyed the painting once again. "If this is how it looks like not even halfway done, then I can't even imagine how it'll look once it's done"
He felt his body heat up, his face in particular. His hands immediately darting to his face. Hiding what he could only guess was his very red cheeks.
"Thank you... I.. really appreciate that."
You nodded once again. Fiddling with the hem of your shirt once the conversation fell silent again. He was more focused on not jumping and squealing in joy.
"Uhm, anyway." You reached for your bag, grabbing a piece of paper and scribbling something down. "Here." Handing it to him, "let me know when the painting's done! I'd love to see it."
He took it without much of a word.
"Yes, of course."
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Not only did he let you know once his artwork was done, but he gave you updates. Almost daily.
*Image attached*
Yusuke: I have added highlights. If you were to look to the bottom left, I started to add flowers. Though I got distracted by another idea; pink clouds to symbolise the sunset.
Every day, he'd send you something similar to that. A photo of his work, an update, and a short blurb on how it was going. You'd always respond with an enthusiastic message about how great and beautiful it looked.
That was how it started.
And then one day, you casually slipped in a little,
Y/n: I'm heading to LeBlanc today, would you like to come with?
Simple and innocently casual enough. He's a good friend, so naturally, you hang out with your friends, right?
And then you hang out with him again. And again.. and again. The man that you've known for quite a while now, is someone you could easily consider as your friend.
You now know a lot about him, his favourite food, his favourite colour, how he came to meet his friends, even about his parents.
About how he never knew his father, and that an old man called Madarame that took him in and taught him everything he could know about art. And how horrible that older man turned out to be.
"He stole my mother's painting." He gritted through his teeth. "It was a beautiful painting too. One about her holding the one thing she loved... me."
It sounded awfully familiar.
"He even altered it.. that fool."
He had gotten incredibly passionate about his hatred regarding Madarame, something you find slightly amusing. You wondered what painting he was talking about though.
Your eyes widening in surprise when he told you that it was the beautiful painting in LeBlanc.
"That was your mother??"
He nods.
"Holy shit." What a coincidence, the very same man that you love is the man behind that painting.
....
The man that you love..?
Oh dear no.
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"Do you have a muse, Y/n?" Yusuke turns to you as the both of you are walking.
The noises of the crickets echoed through the night sky. You were walking by a lake, a day full of window shopping and eating.
You chuckle, "I have nothing to offer when it comes to art, so I don't think so."
"That is understandable. Though I was speaking about.. someone that you admire." He felt himself heating up once again. Careful with his words.
"Well.. I guess so." You were unsure where this conversation was going to go.
"I see."
You fell into your own world once again. Walking silently.
Before he abruptly stops. Shifting his body to full on focus on you.
"You are my muse, Y/n."
"Oh." You said, voice lower.
"You are someone that I would like to paint," he rambles on. "A muse I'd never get bored of drawing." The corners of his lips are twitching into a smile.
'Yusuke.." you weren't sure how else to respond, your pulse was beating a mile a minute.
"A chiaroscuro in my silent suffering that has no dimension."
".... a what on my what now."
"I love you."
"Yusuke." You called for him once again, with more urgency this time. "I.." I love you too. "Are you sure?"
He nods, grabbing your hands and intertwining it with his. Lacing your fingers together.
"Oh.." You tried to keep in your smile.
"You are unbelievably perfect." He murmurs. Leaning in closer, face nearly touching. His breath fanning over your lips.
Hi hii~ I saw you wanted some asks so I come bearing one.
Thoughts on the kids reactions to seeing you walk around in their shirt and a pair of panties?
I feel like it's either bonkers horny or they are crying in love 🥺🥺🫡
i love this ask!! let’s get to it !! sorry it took me so long to get to this but here you go🥹
warnings: mentions of sexual themes, nothing too crazy, mostly (?) gn reader!!, mainly more fluff :)
members below the cut!
gunil
- gunil in my books is such a romantic honestly
- i feel like if he came home to you wearing one of his tee shirts and just ur underwear he would try to keep his cool
- spoiler alert, he does not.
- definitely see him as the type to have you against the kitchen counter whispering things like “mm my pretty baby” or “am i dreaming?”
- i imagine in this case he would find you maybe cooking something or just reading a book on the couch
- he would most likely lose a bit of self control and take you back to the bedroom after admiring you for a bit :)
jungsu
- ah such a sweet boy honestly
- “baby aren’t you cold?”
- more on the soft side for sure
- tries to cover you up a bit in attempts to protect his sanity the more he looks at you though :)
- after awhile he would probably wrap his hands around your waist and give you sweet kisses on your neck
- i think he would find you in his shirt to be very endearing
- this might even be a “she’s the one” moment for him as well
gaon
- he lowkey throws a curveball here
- two sides
- either A. he’s immediately bringing you to the bedroom or the closest place he can get you to get your underwear off and on his mouth
- or B. he tickles you and calls you sweet nothings for wearing his tee shirt
- i can see him saying “aw somebody missed me huh?”
- gives me the vibe he wouldn’t last long with the teasing gag because as much as he likes to see you in his clothing, he would love nothing more than for it to be on the floor ;)
ode
- immediate jaw drop moment
- he definitely is gonna try to play it cool by asking you what you’re doing even tho you know exactly what you’re doing LOL
- tries to brush it off slightly but fails horribly
- i think he would love to see you in his tee shirt and just how it swallows you whole
- more of a domestic situation when he finds you to be precious similar to jungsu
- i think him seeing you like this for the first time would make him want to make love to you and show you how much he truly does want you forever :)
junhan
- awkward boy #1
- “wait, are you wearing my shirt???”
- genuinely might be slightly confused but is silently eating it up
- “want to watch a movie?” he would ask to get you on the couch
- i feel he would be a little bit nervous imo but he’s very good at picking up signs
- i don’t think you would make it through the movie without his head buried in between your legs
- “you did this on purpose huh”
- this is definitely a turn on for him and will probably leave more shirts out in hopes he will come home to the same sight again
jooyeon
- awkward boy #2
- “stealing somebody else’s property is against the law you know” he would say while giggling but also making fun of how little you look in his shirt that falls almost to your knees
- probably would give you a back story on where he got the shirt and why he loves it so much on you
- i feel like he would be so smiley and happy that you are wearing his clothes that he starts to pick out shirts he wants to see you in more often
- maybe he will even fuck you in a new one so he will have a new story for a new shirt :)
Sorry I didn't respond to your text right away- when the constant demand of staying connected gets too much for me I throw my phone into the woods. That weird text you got earlier was from a possum. Sorry if she was rude.
I'm still here, just going through a lot of stuff...you'll see me once again for New Year hopefully to talk about what I wanna do with this page moving forward in time!
Love you guys that took time to follow, interact, or even come across my posts and works and read them ❤️
I just know Gaon is a munch. With his lips, it'd be a waste if he wasn't, and he's so messy with it too, like he eats you out likes it the first meal he ever had (and the best)
Bestie I don't wanna be WEIRD but ya girl is ovulating and I neeeeed to be taken raw so badly by seungmin bye im ashamed of myself
YOU ARE SO REAL 🫵 AND YOURS ALWAYS INVITED TO COME BE A FREAK IN MY INBOX I ADORE IT I LOVE IT I LOOK FORWARD TO IT
Also we got smut under the cut | mdni🫡
Don't you worry your pretty head one bit! Seungmin is a man of service and he will do anything under the sun to help you out. Even if you're a bit too shy to tell him, he picks up on the little hints you throw out at him until eventually you just seem like you're outright suffering and he decides to ask you about it.
"need something princess?" He doesn't lose the typical flirty yet gentle tone he has with you. And yes, you do need something... Or better yet, someone. He can see the pleading look in your eyes and the empathy he has for you alone has him getting riled up.
He's not letting you off the hook that easy though! You're starting perched on his lap, getting yourself off on his thigh. He watches you with an amused smirk, eyes flicking between your desperate, pouty face and your hips rocking back and forth on his clothed thigh.
It's impossible for him to keep his hands to himself, so he rests them both on either hip, occasionally pulling you down on him a little roughly while tensing the defined muscles in his thigh. Every whimper and whine you let out is encouraging to him. He gets such an ego boost when he doesn't have to do anything to have you coming undone on top of him.
He assists you as you ride your high out by directing your hips and helping you maintain the intensity all the while you're throbbing and shaking, leaned up against him as you finish.
Now that he's got you off once by doing the absolute minimum, he's going to take you up to your room and show you what exactly he's capable of. Even ovulating you have to question if you can keep up with him <3
content: whoopsie another impulse... also contains- romantic mushy gaon, yapper gaon, penetrative sex, slight overstim, sorry this is so cheesy and romantic, i had a moment
"romantic isn't it? quantum entanglement?" Jiseok huffed with a smile as he thrusted slow and steadily inyo you. His fingers were intertwined with yours, held by either side of your head and pressed into the pillow. You smiled, admiring the absolute loser who was on top of you.
"how is any type of physics romantic? it's all just a bunch of equations" you laughed lightly. He leaned forward, his breath hitting your face before he pressed a gentle kiss on your lips and trailed down the contour of your jaw. Each kiss was planted intentionally and with a soft smile.
"Let me explain it to you love," his voice was deep and smooth. You could hear the genuine gentleness and love for you in his tone.
"After two particles interact, their wavelengths can connect to one another. They share the same wavelength and what happens to one will always affect another from there on out, no matter the time or distance between them"
Your heart skipped a beat as he explained the weird, yet oddly... romantic phenomenon. He looked in your eyes, picking apart your gaze as he slowly continued to push in and out of you.
"Yeah, it is pretty romantic, isn't it?" He smiled at your reply. You always listened to him, no matter what he has to say and no matter how nerdy his explanation was. This felt different though. Your boyfriend always found the romance in different aspects of science, but this had you in awe.
"It's like," he choked out, his words getting caught on his breath as he started to speed up his pace. "It's like we're entangled- do you feel it?" His voice grew more ragged, but he didn't lose his gentle and loving tone. You arched your back, giving way for him to hit the spot you knew would bring you over the edge.
"Yes, Ji, I feel it" you smiled, hands gripping onto his as he pounded a little deeper into you. "Feel connected to you, and more than physically" you broke one hand free, bringing it up to hold his cheek, caressing it softly. He loved and needed your reassurance. He leaned into you, thrusting a little faster, determined to make you both come.
"I think it's fate, us" he said, rambling on in love. "We are, were made for each other" you looked in his eyes. They glimmered with adoration and love so deep words couldn't do them justice. He kissed you again, not faltering with his hips.
He could tell by your body's movements that you needed more, so he reached down, rubbing your clit with his thumb as he continued to thrust into you. Your moans made his heart swell with love and he was determined to make you feel good.
"Love you, love you so much" he whispered, unable to speak any louder. He pounded faster and deeper, approaching his own high. He held back, determined not to come until you do first. He was such a gentleman, and sex was no exception to his selfess behavior.
"I love you, jiseok" was enough to have him break. He couldn't hold back, spilling his cum inside of you, body jerking uncontrollably as he leaned over you. The boy became a whimpering, pouty mess at your words. He didn't stop thrusting though. When his cock started twitching inside you is when you finally came undone. The way you clenched around him had him whining from overstimulation.
"Mmm, c-cant take it, love you s-so much" his eyes squeezed shut and his words were shaky alongside his body. His eyes were wet, threatening to tear up solely from his strong feelings for you. He leaned on top of you, wrapping you in his arms with the same warmth and love you were familiar with.
"If humans can entangle, we definitely are, and I wouldnt want this with anyone else" you look into Jiseok's eyes and he melts at your words, burying his face in your shoulder.
"Nothing in any existing universe or dimension can separate us" you held your soft boyfriend closely, letting his head until you dozed off with him laying on you.
i'm nervous i am losing my touch. i hope everyone is well. i didn't go too overboard with smut since you only specified a little bit of somnophilia🥺
wanderer rarely ever showed an vulnerability. he only ever really seemed to show it around you. if you told anyone that he had a softer side, he knew they would've laughed at you.
how sweet you are. you tried to stay up until he finished a few that were quite frankly time consuming. and that was time he'd much rather spend on you. sighing, he brushed some hair off of your face.
this was nothing new for you. sleep always seemed to encroach on you whenever it liked. he didn't mind. it was what it was. and he had to admit, you look really fucking cute sleeping. defenseless and vulnerable.
the amount of trust you have in him to sleep around him must be immeasurable. he didn't think anyone really had that trust around him. he couldn't exactly blame anyone for that. you never failed to make him utterly weak in the knees. which was a feat he didn't think was possible. until you.
you are that one complete and total anomaly. wanderer could hardly fathom every day how lucky he was.
he carefully leaned down to give you a soft kiss on your lips. however, he stopped halfway because he couldn't help but notice something incredibly obvious. something really enticing. his cheeks flushed, and his breath hitched quietly in his throat.
rewind to earlier in the day. wanderer saw you looking sleepy, and suggested you put a blanket on. he thought it was too chilly in his room for you sleep without one. but, you sleepily refused. you'd fallen asleep on your back, giving him a good view of your nipples poking out underneath your shirt.
when wanderer felt he was entitled to something, he took it. and you'd oh so sweetly given him permission to act on impulse while you slept. you always want to take care of him, even while you slept.
and the way he saw it, he was taking care of you as well. he was going to be damned if one bad dream plagued your sleep. if he could help that, he would. you wouldn't be having any bad dreams on his watch. and what better way that to make you dream about him.
wanderer carefully pulled your shirt and bra down off your breasts. he pressed the soft kiss to your lips, lingering his lips on yours before he worked his way down to your chest. your chest just looked so delectable.
the tip of his tongue swept out to flick across your nipple. he shivered feeling his tongue tingle from the sensation of the soft little nub on his tongue. you let out a soft sigh in your sleep. one that spoke volumes to him.
your body recognized him in your sleep. you sighed softly again, moving your chest slightly towards his mouth. "you are so cute it's disgusting," he whispered, gently groping your soft, squishy breast as he swirled his tongue around your nipple. "what a good girl, responding to me even while you sleep."
scooping your nipple into his mouth to suck on, his other hand trailed down between your legs. he unbuttoned your pants, dipping his fingers down into your panties.
he chuckled softly hearing you start to let out the softest, sleepiest sounding moans as his fingers circled your clit. you shifted in your sleep, your body subconsciously moving your hips a little in an attempt to seek friction from his fingers.
he switched his attention to your other nipple, gently pinching and rubbing your clit in the way he knew you enjoyed. he groaned softly feeling your arousal rapidly soaked his fingers. he knew that if he didn't put himself in check now, he would lose control and end up waking you up while he devoured you.
wanderer spent a few more moments he drew out as long as he could possibly let himself, massaging your clit and tracing his fingers between the drooling folds of your cunt. "i'll wait for you to wake up, but after that, you are all mine."
Hwon rules in a kingdom where it only ever storms. He's a new king who is completely closed off from the world around him. But is outlook on life is dark. He's alone constantly with only the sound of thunder to keep him company.
One day he wakes up to find that it is no longer storming in his kingdom. The sun is shinning and everything is dry. An unknown girl, Aelia, appears at the front steps of his castle.
Author's Note: This story will be released in parts and honestly I don't have a set schedule or anything. But I'll try to get something out hopefully every week. Heads up there will be smut in the story later on, I'll indicate when with another author's note. Anyway hope you enjoy the story!!!!
It’s a stormy day in the kingdom. Emperor Hwon is sitting on his throne looking out the window watching as the rain hits the glass. He’s been looking out the window for hours as he often does every day. Not that anything ever changes, it’s hard for him to be in a good mood when all it ever does is storm.
“Emperor” One of his servants call from the other end of the throne room.
“What is it?”
“King Ivan is here to see you. He is waiting in your personal sitting room.”
“Thank you, you can go.”
The servant bows before leaving silently. Hwon stands up and takes a deep breath. He wasn’t expecting to have any visitors today. Normally he’ll receive a letter the day before the arrival of another king. Ivan is the only one who will show up without warning. Granted they are neighbors and close friends.
He walks down the long hallways of his castle. He stops at the portrait of the former emperor. He doesn’t know what happened to him, though there are many stories, none of which he believes. All he knows is one day he was working in the garden of the person his parents owed a debt to and the next he was crowned emperor. Being constantly compared to the former emperor.
Thunder booms as Hwon makes it to his private chambers. Not many people have ever seen inside it. Ivan being one of the few allowed inside.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.” Hwon says bowing to the snow king.
“You’re always so formal, it’s just me.” Ivan says chuckling. “Now drop the formalities, I didn’t come all this way to discuss business.”
“Then why did you come?”
“To check on you. The surrounding kingdoms talk, you know. They say you haven’t allowed any of them to come here and greet you properly. You rarely allow representatives to even step foot in the castle. It’s been over a year Hwon, you’re starting to look suspicious.”
Hwon rolls his eyes as he sits next to his friend. He knows what he’s saying is right, even if he doesn't want to admit it. He receives letters from the surrounding kingdoms everyday asking to visit, he always turns them down. He knows he can’t avoid it forever.
“I’m not trying to look suspicious, I’m just trying to get used to all this.”
“And they’ve been sensitive to that, but it’s been too long. They want to see the newest king in person. So I took the liberty of inviting them. They’ll be here in two weeks.”
“Ivan you didn’t.”
“I’m doing what’s best for you. You need to start acting like a king.”
“That wasn’t your choice to make.”
Hwon stands up, running his fingers through his long silver hair. The last time he saw the other five kings from the surrounding kingdoms was his coronation. None of them looked that happy while they were there.
“What are you so scared of Hwon?”
“I’m not him.” Hwon shouts. “I’m not Chiwoo.”
“No one’s asking you to. We’re asking you to be you. We all miss him, but he’s gone without a trace.”
“You don’t get it Ivan, not even two years ago, I was just a boy trying to pay off his parents debts now I’m a king. It doesn't make sense.”
“You have royal blood, there’s nothing more to explain.” Ivan pauses as he stands up. “Look, you can always cancel if you really want to, but please think it over. You’re going to need some allies in this world, more than just me, and these guys are some of my closest friends.”
“I make no promises Ivan.”
“I know. Anyway, I should get going. But seriously think about it, and don’t make any rash decisions.”
Ivan bows to Hwon and leaves, leaving the emperor alone with his thoughts. He knows his friend is right, he needs to meet with the other kings, but he’s scared. He doesn’t know how they’re going to react to him. He didn’t speak to any of them during his coronation.
Hwon sighs, walking to his private bed chambers. A nap will do him good, it’ll help clear his mind. He rings the bell for his personal servant. As he waits he starts taking off his robes. He’ll get fussed at for doing it without help, but he doesn’t care. He still doesn’t like the idea of everything being done for him.
His servant comes in shaking his head at Hwon who is already undressed. Still, the servant doesn’t say anything in fear of getting yelled at. Not that Hwon is one to yell, he’s never raised his voice at anyone who works in his castle. The last thing he wants is the people who are working for him to be scared of him.
The servant leaves as Hwon crawls into his bed. He closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep.
She spins laughing as the petals of the cherry blossoms fall around her. He watches in complete awe of her.
“Be careful, you’re going to make yourself dizzy.” Hwon calls to her, smiling.
She shakes her head, not caring.
“I’m being serious, I don’t want you getting hurt.”
“You worry too much, I’m fi-”
She stumbles, stepping on her dress and falls, but Hwon catches her. He holds her at her waist keeping a firm grip.
“I warned you. Are you okay?” Hwon asks, brushing her hair out of her face, keeping his hand on her cheek.
“I’m okay, your majesty.”
“I told you to stop spinning, you should have listened.”
“You’re right I’m sorry.”
“I just don’t want you getting hurt.”
“I’m tougher than I look.”
Hwon lets go of the girl shaking his head. He doesn’t understand how she can be so carefree. He wishes he could be like that.
“You’re staring at me again, your majesty.”
“You have petals in your hair.”
He reaches over, carefully pulling the petals out of her hair. He pulls them out one by one.
“Your majesty,” a guard calls from the other end of the garden.
“What is it?” He shouts back, annoyed.
“The other kings are here, they are waiting for you in the throne room. I’ll escort the girl back to her chambers.”
The guard walks over to the emperor and the girl, ready to escort her back to her chambers. Hwon lets go of her frowning, he was having a good time and didn’t want it to end.
“I’ll see you in a little while, your majesty.” The girl says bowing.
“If you need me, don’t hesitate to come and get me.” Hwon says.
The guard extends his arm to her which she takes. Hwon watches as she walks away.
Hwon wakes up smiling. He looks around the room, realizing that he’s in his bed. He stands up and walks over to one of his windows. The sound of the rain hitting the window reminds him that he’s still in his wet kingdom. There’s no girl with long brown hair and tan skin and a smile that can light up any room.
He sighs walking to his bathroom. He runs water on his face still processing his dream. He was in his kingdom, his garden, but it was as sunny as can be. In all of his twenty-three years of life, he has never seen the sun. Or someone so beautiful. He can still vividly remember the sound of her voice, her laugh.
He walks out of his bedroom to the sound of someone banging on his door. He groans walking over to the door. It’s always something, he can’t go more than three hours without someone coming to annoy him.
“What is it, I’m resting.” Hwon says as he opens the door.
“Sorry to disturb you sir, but there’s someone from the village here to see you.”
“I’ll be there in a minute.”
He shuts the door before the servant can get another word in. He knows exactly who’s there to see him. It’s the last person he wants to see but they show up every week like clockwork. There’s nothing he can do about it.
Hwon puts on his most casual robes and grabs the envelope that’s sitting in his bedside table before walking out of his chambers. The castle shakes as thunder booms around him. He’s so used to it at this point he doesn’t even flinch anymore. He drowns out the sound of the thunder and the rain.
“There you are, what took you so long?” The merchant asks as Hwon enters the throne room.
“I just woke up from a nap and had to get dressed. What can I do for you?” Hwon asks calmly. He’s learned it’s best to keep his calm when he’s around him.
“You know what I’m here for.”
“How much longer are you going to keep doing this? I’ve given you more than enough.”
“It’s enough when I say it’s enough, and you’re the emperor now, you have lots of money at your disposal.”
“Just take it.”
Hwon hands him the envelope without a second thought. He just wants to be done with this person. He gave him and his wife twenty-one years of his life, he just wants to be done with them.
“This is the last time I’m doing this. There’s more than enough money to last you a while.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.”
The merchant walks out the throne room. Hwon rolls his eyes as he sits down on his throne slouching.
“What was that all about?” Ivan asks stepping out from the coroner of the room. Hwon jumps groaning.
“I didn’t realize you were still here.”
“The storm got too bad for my driver. I was told I could stay in here.”
“Of course. If I had known, I wouldn't have laid down.”
“Not a big deal, now what was all that about?”
Ivan walks over to him, sitting on the steps in front of his throne.
“That was the man my parents were in debt to. He comes by once a week demanding money. I can’t get him to stop. I’ve paid my debt three times over and he still keeps coming back.”
“You just have to cut him off.”
“Don’t you think I’ve tried, he keeps coming back. It’s getting late, you can stay here tonight. I’ll have the servants prepare a room for you.”
“You don’t have to do that, I'm sure the storm will let up soon.”
“You clearly don’t know my kingdom well. When it storms like this, it storms bad. I wouldn’t be surprised if we’re told to go into the cellar.”
“Has that ever happened?”
“A couple times. I often get woken up in the middle of the night and rushed to the cellar.”
“Your majesties, the storm has worsened. Please follow me to the royal cellar.” One of his guards says to the kings.
“Told you.”
Hwon stands up and follows the guard, Ivan by his side. A swarm of guards surround the two kings as they’re rushed to the royal cellar. The cellar is meant for the royal family, any guests they might have and the emperor’s personal guard. There’s another cellar meant for all the staff.
The kings make it into the cellar as the castle shakes. This is one of the worst storms the kingdom has ever seen. Hwon’s mind immediately goes to his people. The majority of his kingdom is on the poorer side and can’t afford storm cellars. His “family” being one of those.
“What’s on your mind Hwon?” Ivan asks when he notices Hwon spacing out.
“I’m worried about my people. I’ve never seen a storm this bad, and most people can’t afford storm cellars.” Hwon says worried. “During really bad storms, I used to huddle together with our neighbors. They made sure I was safe, and now it’s my responsibility to keep them safe. I feel like I’m failing my people every time I come down in the cellar to protect me while they have to worry if their house is going to fall down, it’s not fair.”
“I think that’s the first time I’ve heard you sound like a king.”
“I’m being serious. It’s not fair that we get to stay in the comfortable cellar while my people are cold and wet and scared. I know what they’re feeling, I felt it.”
“So what are you going to do about it? You’re the emperor now, it’s up to you to fix the problems you see within your kingdom.”
“That’s easier said than done. There isn’t a class on how to be a king. I didn’t grow up in a castle watching my father rule the kingdom I would one day inherit.”
“No you grew up in the kingdom you would one day rule, and in my opinion, that’s better. You know what’s wrong in the kingdom, so you can fix it. You have advisors to help you and if you really don’t know what you’re doing, then you can call on your fellow kings for help.”
“I’ll look into it.”
“I’m being serious Hwon, you’ve got to start acting like a king.”
“I will. It’s getting late, we should go to bed. Guard.”
“Yes, your majesty?” The guard that’s in the room says.
“Show King Ivan to one of the other rooms and help him prepare for bed. Give him one of my pajamas to sleep in.”
“Of course sir, will you be requiring assistance as well?”
“No, I'll be fine. Just help King Ivan.”
“As you wish sir, follow me your majesty.”
Ivan stands up and follows the guard out of the sitting room. Hwon falls back into the couch groaning. He didn’t sign up for this, he didn’t want this and now he’s stuck with it. He doesn’t feel like he is qualified to run an entire kingdom, but here he is doing it. He just wanted a simple life. He wanted to pay off his parent’s debt, settle down with someone and have a couple kids.
Hwon stands up, walking into his bed chambers. Once in his room, he strips out of his robes until he’s in nothing but his underwear. This is how he used to sleep but once he became emperor, he was told that he had to wear proper night clothes.
He crawls into his bed getting under the covers. He turns off his bedside light. Once again he hopes sleep will help him decide what to do. He knows he needs to step up, but he doesn’t know how.
“What are you doing still awake your majesty?” She asks, walking onto the balcony where Hwon is.
“Just thinking, what are you still doing awake? You should be sleeping.” Hwon says to her. He’s looking out at his kingdom, not paying attention to her. She walks over to him standing beside him.
“So should you. What are you thinking about?”
“It’s nothing. I just thought some night air would do me good.”
He looks over at her and smiles softly.
“Normally when someone’s outside in the middle of the night, they have something on their minds. You can talk to me, you know. I know I couldn't possibly understand what you have on your shoulders, but I’m a good listener.”
“It’s just- everyone expects me to be this great leader, but what if I’m not? What if I can’t do this?”
“But what if you can? What if you’re the best leader this kingdom’s ever seen.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“It’s a feeling I guess. Besides I saw how you were earlier today in the kingdom, the people love you.”
“I guess.”
Hwon pauses and looks back over at her. She’s looking out over the railing gazing at the night sky.
“How can you be so sure? You’ve only known me for a couple days.”
“I just know. You don’t have to be a genius to tell when someone has a kind heart. You’re a good leader, your majesty, you just have to believe in yourself.”
Hwon moves a little closer to the girl tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. She looks over at him, blushing softly.
“You know you can just call me Hwon right?”
“Does that mean we’re friends? The only other person I’ve heard only call you Hwon is King Ivan.”
“I don’t have many friends and all the kings are too formal to simply call me Hwon.”
“That must be so lonely.”
The girl rests her hand on top of Hwon’s.
“It’s not so bad I’ve always been one to keep to myself.”
“That’s no life to live.”
“What about you? You still can’t remember anything from your past.”
“No. The only thing I remember is a little boy. He promised to protect me.”
“I’m sorry, hopefully you’ll get your memories back soon.”
“Hopefully.” She sighs looking back out at the night sky.
“It’s getting late, I’ll take you back to your room.”
Hwon extends his arm to her. She takes it, placing her hand on the crook of his elbow softly. He smiles as he feels her fingers wrap around his arm.
“I’ll see you in the morning, your majesty.” She says as they make it to her door.
“We talked about this, just call me Hwon.” Hwon says, shaking his head.
“That’s easier said than done. Well goodnight.”
She leans up and places a soft kiss on his cheek.
“Goodnight Aelia.”
Hwon wakes up sighing. This is the second time he’s seen that girl in his dreams. She was even more vivid and beautiful this time.
“Aelia,” Hwon says softly.
“Good morning Hwon.” Ivan says walking into his room. He’s fully dressed in Hanfu.
“Don’t you ever knock?”
“Sorry, but there’s something you need to see, get dressed.”
“What’s going on?”
“You’ll see, just get dressed.”
Ivan leaves, shutting the door. Hwon groans as he gets out of bed. He quickly throws on his Hanfu and walks out of his bedroom. Ivan and Hwon’s personal guards are waiting for him in the sitting room.
“There you are sir, there’s something you must see immediately.”
“Alright, show me.”
The guards lead the two kings out the cellar in a rush. Hwon has never seen them so worried. They make it out of the cellar and the first thing he notices is the brightness. The outside is so bright it’s almost blinding.
The sun is shining and there isn’t a cloud in sight. Everything is completely dry like it hasn’t rained in months.
“Where’s the rain?”
“We don’t know sir. We all woke up and there wasn’t a cloud in sight.”
“What about the night patrol? They didn’t see anything?”
“The weather was too bad last night, they weren’t able to stay out to keep guard.”
Hwon is furious. Not only did the weather suddenly change, but his kingdom lay unprotected last night.
“You’re telling me, that while my people were out here suffering because of the storm, my guards who were supposed to watch over them and keep them safe, were in the castle warm and dry? My people were scared, cold, and wet. This is unacceptable.” Hwon yells.
“Hwon calm down, I’m sure there’s an explanation.” Ivan says, trying to rationalize with him. He’s never seen his friend so mad before.
“General Chen, there’s something you need to see.” One of the lower ranked guards says to the guard talking to the kings.
“Lead the way.” Hwon says not giving anyone else room to talk.
“Your majesty, this isn’t something you need to worry about.”
“It’s something that has to do with my kingdom, it’s something I need to worry about, lead the way.”
The guard bows to him before heading back in the direction he ran from. The group follows behind him, Hwon leading. They make it to the front of the castle, and Hwon stops dead. Laying across the front steps of the castle drenched in rain water and mud, is a young woman.
Hwon immediately runs up to her, and tries to shake her awake. When she doesn’t wake up, he checks her pulse, it’s there, but barely.
“Call the doctor, NOW!” Hwon shouts.
He lifts the girl carefully into his arms and carries her into the castle. He heads straight for his private chambers not listening as his staff protests. He doesn’t know why, but he feels the need to protect this girl.
Once in his room, he lays her down in his bed, wrapping her in as many blankets as possible. She was freezing when she was in his arms.
“Sir, let us take her to one of the guest rooms. This is your room.” A male servant says.
“No, she’ll stay in here until I know she’s okay. How much longer until the doctor gets here?”
“I don’t know, but you shouldn’t be in here, it’s inappropriate. I’ll have one of the maids stay with her until the doctor gets here.”
“Fine”
Hwon storms out the room, slamming the door behind him. Ivan is waiting for him in his personal sitting room. Ivan pats the seat next to him for Hwon to sit down, but Hwon refuses. He paces the floor shaking his head. He’s pissed at the way his staff is being.
Two maids walk in. One heads to Hwon’s bed chambers and the other stays in with the two kings.
“Sir you’re covered in mud, let me draw you a bath.” the maid says looking over Hwon.
“No”
“Well then at least let me help you change into some clean clothes.”
“No, not until I know the condition of the girl. How much longer until the doctor gets here?”
“I’m here, where is the girl?”
“In my chambers. She was drenched in water and mud, freezing, and she was barely breathing, why is she barely breathing?” Hwon says a little harsher than needed.
“I don’t know your majesty, but I’ll do everything in my power to figure it out.”
“You better, now go help her.”
The doctor bows then walks into Hwon’s bedroom. Hwon turns to one of the guards in the room.
“Get me all the guards who were on patrol last night. Wake them up if you have to, I want all of them in the throne room.”
“Right away sir.”
“Are you sure this is a good idea Hwon? You’re mad, and when you’re mad you don’t make rash decisions. You don’t even know who this girl is, yet you’re worried about her like she’s your everything.” Ivan asks, standing up.
“It’s not about her, it’s about the fact that my guards who are supposed to defend my castle, and my people, and they failed.”
“You can’t blame them, the storm got to be too bad.”
“Yes I can, there was a place for them to rest in the front of the castle so that if someone showed up, they would be there. This wouldn’t have happened if they had done their job right.”
“I get that, but let's be rational. A good leader uses both their head and their heart. They’re fair and listen to the other side before making any decisions.”
“I just- someone in my kingdom is currently fighting for her life, not to mention I have no idea how many others are hurt.”
“There are guards looking all over the kingdom making sure everyone is okay, and from what I’ve heard so far, everyone is okay. But seriously, why do you care about this girl so much?”
“I don’t know, I just do. You wouldn't like it either if some young woman showed up on the steps of your castle cold and wet and barely breathing.”
“I would have gotten her inside but not in my personal bed chambers. You’re being wreckless for a girl you don’t even know.”
“I don’t know, but I feel like I should do everything in my power to protect her.”
“Your majesty, the doctor wishes to speak to you.” A maid says popping her head into the sitting room.
“Of course.” Hwon says, turning to Ivan. “If the guard comes back, tell him to dismiss everyone other than the head guard from last night. Have him bring him back here.”
Hwon disappears into his room before Ivan can get another word in. Once in his room, he immediately walks over to the doctor who is setting something up on his bedside table. The girl is laying on his bed looking extremely pale.
“What’s going on doctor?”
“She’s going to be just fine. She just needs to be warmed up.”
“How long until she wakes up?”
“That I don’t know, it could be a couple hours or a couple days. I suggest that someone be in here with her until she wakes up.”
“Days? Are you sure there’s nothing you can do?”
“I’m sorry your majesty, but I’ve done everything I can. She’ll wake up when she wakes up. Have someone get me the minute she opens her eyes.”
“Of course, thank you doctor. I’ll have a guard walk you out.”
Hwon sits on the edge of the bed keeping his distance. The maids try to get him out of the room, but he stays. It's his room after all.
He sits for what feels like hours watching over the girl. He thinks of all the things that could have led her to his doorstep. Though pale, he’s not as pale as everyone else in his kingdom so he doubts she’s from here.
“Hwon the guards are waiting for you. You need to come speak with them.” Ivan says, popping his head in.
“They can wait.”
“Hwon, you need to come and talk to them, you're the one who asked them here.”
“And they can wait. I need to make sure she’s okay first.”
“I don’t see her waking up anytime soon. I get you’re worried about her, but you have other responsibilities.”
“You’re right, I’ll speak to the guards.”
Hwon stands up and walks out of his bed chambers. Once in his sitting room, he looks over at a maid and motions her inside his chambers. The head guard from last night as well as the one for this morning are standing off to the side by the window.
“You’re majesty, I’m s-” The guard from last night starts to say, bowing, but is cut off.
“Silence,” Hwon says lifting his hand. “I did not give you permission to speak. General Chen, has everyone in the kingdom been accounted for?”
“Yes your majesty.” General Chen, the current head guard, answers bowing.
“And was anyone injured or harmed?”
“No your majesty, in fact, I have guards reporting children playing in the streets together.”
“Wonderful thank you General.” Hwon bows to him before turning to the other guard. “His report just saved you, General Wang.”
“I understand your majesty, nothing like this will ever happen again.” General Wang says bowing.
“You’re correct it won’t. You’ve been hereby stripped of your general title. You will start again as a private and earn that title again.”
“Of course your majesty, I look forward to the day I am once again one of your generals.”
“General Chen, please find Lieutenant General Won. Inform him that he will be taking Private Wang’s place as Commanding General of the Night patrol. I will need to see him in my office before the start of his shift.”
“Of course sir.”
“You’re dismissed.”
Hwon turns and sits down on the couch next to Ivan. This is the first time he’s ever stripped someone of their title, but it had to be done. The guard should feel lucky that he’s even keeping a position in the guard. If he wasn’t being rational, he would have fired the guy, but he doesn’t want to seem unjust.
“Do you think I was fair?” Hown asks Ivan after the guards have left.
“You may have knocked him down further than I would have but that’s me.” Ivan says smiling, proud of his friend for finally acting like a leader.
“He’s lucky I didn’t strip him of a job completely.”
“That wouldn't do anyone any good. You did the right thing, even if it does mean he now has to listen to people he used to command.”
“He should have thought of that before allowing his team to stay in the castle all last night.”
“I understand and I’m proud of you. Well I should get going, I’ve left my kingdom in the hands of my advisors for far too long.”
“Are you worried they’re doing something you aren’t going to like?”
“More like try to find me a wife to marry. They don’t like the fact that I’m twenty-four and unwed.”
“What does that mean for me? I’m twenty-three.”
“Oh don’t worry, they’ll let you know when and who they want you to marry. Right before he disappeared, Chiwoo told me that they found someone for him to marry.”
“Is that why he disappeared? Because he didn’t want to get married?”
“Maybe but I don’t think so. They’ll probably just have you marry who he was going to, granted no one knows who she is.”
“Of course not. Anyway, I’ll walk you out, I’m sure you want to get back as quickly as possible.”
The friends stand up and walk out the emperor's private chambers.
“So have you given any more thought to the kings coming?” Ivan asks at the front of the castle.
“They can come, you’re right I need to start acting like a king.”
“I’ll let them know. They’ll be very pleased.”
“I’m sure they will. Let them know that they’re welcome to stay however long they’d like.”
“I’ll be sure to. I’ll see you around Hwon.”
Hwon bows to Ivan before walking back into his castle. Once inside he immediately rushes back to his private chambers. He waits in his sitting room pacing the floor. He checks every once in a while to see if there’s any news on the girl, but there isn’t.
Hours pass and there’s still no news on the girl. Hwon is getting worried. The girl should have woken up by now, right? The doctor said she was fine, so why isn’t she awake?
“Your majesty, you really should eat something.” A servant says walking in the room with a tray of food.
“No, I’m fine.”
“Emperor, I must insist. You haven’t eaten all day, your last meal was lunch yesterday.”
“Leave the tray, you’re dismissed.”
The servant sets the tray on the table and bows before leaving. Hwon rolls his eyes and looks over the tray of food. It does look good, but he feels guilty being hungry when someone in his kingdom is suffering. He doesn’t get it though, he’s never worried about someone like this before.
He nibbles on a piece of bread as he continues to pace around. He finishes the bread and grabs another now realizing just how hungry he is. He eats the bread, as he tries to figure out how the young woman could have possibly made it to the steps of his castle and not a single person noticed.
“You’re majesty, she’s starting to wake up.” A maid says, popping her head out of his bed chambers.
“Go alert one of the guards and have them fetch the doctor.” Hwon says as he sets down his bread, and walks into his room. He stands against the wall and watches as the young woman starts to slowly wake up.
“W-where am I?” The young woman asks so softly, Hwon can barely hear her.
“You’re in the Kingdom of Eternal Falls miss.”
“Eternal Falls?”
“Yes miss, the Kingdom of Eternal Falls under the rule of Emperor Hwon.”
“Don’t overwhelm her with too much information, just wait for the doctor to get her. Go get her some water.” Hwon says softly to the maid that’s addressing the young woman. He can see it on the girl’s face, she’s scared and overwhelmed. She just woke up and she has no idea where she is or if she knows who she is.
“Of course your majesty.”
The maid bows to Hwon then quickly leaves. Hwon stands off to the side and watches the young woman sit up, and lock eyes with him. He offers her a soft smile, but doesn’t make a move to say anything. He doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
After five minutes of waiting, the doctor comes rushing in, setting down his stuff on Hwon’s night table. He starts his exam on the girl, who looks scared out of her mind. Her eyes stayed locked on Hwon the entire time.
“Do you know where you are miss?” The doctor asks, starting the round of questions Hwon knew he was going to ask.
“The kingdom of Eternal Falls.” She replies. Hwon figures she remembers from what the maid told her.
“Did someone have to tell you that or did you already know?”
“Someone told me.”
“Okay, what’s your name?”
“Aelia, my name is Aelia, that’s the only thing I’m sure of.”
Hwon’s jaw just about drops when he hears her name. Aelia, like the girl in his dream? No, there’s no way, she’s just a figment of his imagination, and the girl laying on his bed, looks nothing like the girl from his dream. The girl laying in his bed is far too pale and her hair isn’t as black or as shiny.
“Okay, Aelia do you know where you’re from?”
“No, I don’t remember anything before waking up other than my name. Am I in trouble? Are you going to send me to the dungeon?” She asks panicked.
“No, you’ve done nothing wrong. You’re welcome to stay in the castle until your memory returns and we can get you back to your right kingdom.” Hwon says, breaking his silence.
“W-who are you?” Aelia stutters. Sure she’s been constantly looking at him, but he has a commanding aura about him that intimidates her.
“Emperor Hwon. You just rest for now, you’ve had a long day. I’ll have someone prepare a room for you when you’re feeling a little better.”
“I’ll be by later to check on your Aelia, you get some rest.”
The doctor bows and leaves with Hwon following behind him. He shuts the door behind him and sighs, at least the girl is alright.
“How long until she gets her memories back?” Hwon asks the doctor once they’re alone.
“It’s hard to say, but the longer she goes without remembering, the less chance she has of getting them back. But other than her memories being lost, nothing else seems to be wrong. I say let her rest for another couple hours then have her start moving around and get some food in her, the poor girl looks like she hasn’t eaten in a long time.”
“Of course, thank you doctor.”
The doctor bows and leaves Hwon’s private chambers. Hwon sits and breathes a sigh of relief. He’s still really worried about the girl, but at least, he knows for the most part she’s okay.
a/n: this is so self-indulgent it’s ridiculous, like I’m pumping out so many things right now just to get l a serotonin boost of my own at this point 🥲
gunil: your personal walking wallet
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hasn’t let you pay for a single thing since he first asked you out
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Which wouldn’t be very concerning if your first date wasn’t three years ago
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ As long as he’s around you’re getting the bag you’ve been eyeing for weeks, and quite frankly anything and everything else you could possibly want
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Even when he’s not around, he has ways of still paying for everything
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Writes the days you get your nails done in his calendar so he knows when you’re gonna get them done again and can send you the money in time
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Whenever you asked him why he won’t let you pay for anything, his response was always “because it makes you smile after you’re done complaining”, so who were you to stop him from being the walking wallet he apparently wanted to be?
jungsu: gives you flowers every time you see him
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Literally doesn’t show up to a date, a sleepover, literally any type of meetup with you without some kind of flowers
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ You told him ONCE when you first started dating that you love flowers and when he asked what your favorite flower to receive was, you admitted that you’d never been given flowers by a partner
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Ever since then he started going out of his way to find some sort of flower to bring with him when he was blessed (his words, not yours) by your presence
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ He keeps track of your forever changing favorite flower and flower color (this week it was pale pink chrysanthemums) and when you start to complain that he’s spending way too much money on getting you flowers, he simply starts bringing you one singular flower until you stop complaining since you hate to see the one singular flower in the vase alone
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Sends you a bouquet once a week when he’s away on tour because he refuses to let you be flowerless as long as he lives
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Since you love to collect postcards, he sends you one from each city with little origami flowers he learned to make inside the envelope just to make you smile
jiseok/gaon: built-in photographer
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ You never even had to ask him to take pictures of you, better yet good ones
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ After your first couple of dates he sent you a few candid pictures he’d taken of you, swearing he just wanted to provide you with good Instagram pictures when you accused him of already being down bad for you but his red cheeks and ears say otherwise
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Once you start doing your little outfits of the day for him, he decided to make it his mission to take so many pictures that he’d put paparazzi around the world to shame
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ The man is literally dropping into the spider-man pose to get good shots and complaining about how he thinks he pulled something the next day like it wasn’t the consequences of his own actions
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Half the nights he sleeps alone are spent looking through the pictures he’s taken of you and smiling like the lovesick fool he is
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Will deny that he does all of this for his own benefit but remind him that he’s taking all of these pictures on his phone that he took without you having to ask and suddenly he’s ready to change the subject
seungmin/o.de: dresses you every chance he gets
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ You were having one (1) singular bad week around half a year into your relationship; bad enough that you could barely get yourself out of bed better yet pick out clothes and get yourself out of the house
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ You’d both seen each other in your underwear by then so when you cancelled on him for the second time because you “didn’t feel like going out”, he still showed up with takeout and, upon realizing that you were in more of a slump than he thought, he immediately made you sit on the edge of your bed half naked as he entered your closet and picked out multiple comfortable outfits for you to wear
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ He helped you put on everything after you decided which outfit you wanted to wear and after seeing how that one action lifted your spirit, he makes a habit of helping you get dressed whether you’re in a good mood or not
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Doesn’t see it as a huge deal; he just likes to spend that extra bit of time with you
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ He’d never admit it but he really loves it when someone compliments your outfit and your face lights up as you tell them he picked it out for you
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Do the same thing for him and he’d literally lose his mind but that’s neither here nor there
hyeongjun/junhan: cooks for you
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ He cooked for you once a couple months into you dating when you couldn’t agree on what to get for takeout and all it took was you calling him a good cook one time for him to start cooking for you every chance he gets
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Gives you the typical “it’s no big deal babe” reply when you tell him the food is amazing but on the inside he’s doing Simone Biles style flips
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Pretends he doesn’t understand why you’re so addicted to pinterest when he literally has multiple secret boards dedicated to stuff he wants to cook for you
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Literally has the boards divided by food you grew up eating, food he grew up eating, appetizers/entrées/desserts, like he does not play about this shit
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Does all of this just to see you do your lil happy dancey dance while you eat, he’s down ATROCIOUS for you
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Will get offended if you share with the guys because he did NOT spend three hours in the kitchen for frat brothers #1-5 to waltz in and eat everything in sight
jooyeon: writes you love letters
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ He’s literally so lovesick it’s crazy
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Like he has so much love for you that it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy whenever he remembers that you’re both in love and you’re all his
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Would scream how much he loves you from the rooftop if he could (he’s literally an idol so sadly he’d have to settle for screaming it into his pillow)
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Since he can’t, he figured the next best thing was sending you love letters whether he was on tour or literally right next to you
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ The letters range from “you’re the love of my life and my future wife, I can’t imagine my life without you” to “your eyes are the color of dirt and I think that’s neat, we should kiss”
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ As goofy as he made the whole ordeal, it still means the world to you and you make sure to let him know that (he is literally a blushing mess while boldly stating that they’re not a big deal every single time)
THAT SEUNGMIN VIDEO UGHFB 😵💫😵💫😵💫 the suit the hands the WATCH??? the NAILS???? him pushing his hair back???? Someone sedate me 😵💫 it looks like the kind of video he'd send if he was out at an event and you text him to see how is it going
YOU ARE SOOO RIGHT that’s exactly what he would send to you and good luck staying normal with your response 🫢
and i always appreciate pretty boy hands with expensive watches they look so nice when they’re going for your throat oops i didn’t say that
pairing: non-idol!gunil x fem!reader | professor!gunil x student!reader
genre: smut, slice of life, university au | wc: 8k+
summary: when your parents shake hands with new business partners they get invited for one festive weekend at their expensive villa. although it’s the last place you want to waste time at, you understand how and why these people are important for your family business, so you agree to join them. the last person you expect to see there is your professor who you’ve been having a secret crush on… and who also politely said no after you asked him out last semester…
contains: switch!gunil, temperature play and more…
♫ get in the mood: you put a spell on me - austin giorgio, come on - jhené aiko, you keep me up at night - the driver era, igloo - kiss of life
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“Fuck—“ you put enough amount of pressure and feel his nose pushing nicely against your clit; his flat tongue pressing more insistently, turning his mind foggy with the sweet taste it’s collecting with each lick. “Would you ever… have me like this in your cabinet?”
You tug on his hair as a sign for him to look up. Once he does, you notice his eyes are glazed over with sensuality that has your heart fluttering; his lips are glistening and puffy all because of you.
“In the same cabinet I share with two more people?”
You nod playfully while tugging at his collar; as much as you like the touch of his mouth you need to be on top of him as soon as possible.
“Obviously they’re not staying there all day,” you comment as he gets rid of his black underwear. The sudden view of his thickness, the way you can already tell how heavy it would feel in your hand makes you go silent mid sentence; your lips form an oh before you simply ask: “Can I?”
Gunil steps forward summoned by your voice. His hand lowers his erection as you kneel on the bed with tongue eager to explore the oozing spot of his tip.
Both of you hum in bliss just seconds apart; you because of his taste, and he, because of the thrill of having your lips hugging the head of his cock. His hips slowly rock forward in order to invite more of his length between your hollowed cheeks and move backwards as you glance up at him with look in your eyes that has him suppressing cusses.
“Take it slow baby,” he whispers after noticing the way you force your mouth to stretch wider, to take more and endure more of his size. “You’re doing good already.”
Your fingers go around the base as you drag your slick lips thoroughly; muffling little sounds every time you welcome his tip deeper. Once you sense a slight pain spreading in your jaw you decide to empty your mouth and stroke him top to bottom while catching your breath.
Gunil watches your saliva being smeared everywhere, marking the sheets with dark wet spots.
“I’ll do even better once I sit on it.” You give his tip one last kiss and shift to the other side of the bed so he can lay down. “Leave the shirt on, please.”
Gunil breathes out a chuckle at your request, but truthfully he cannot deny that he does feel a certain satisfaction from the fact you get turned on by seeing him like this.
Does this mean you’ve been aroused during some of his lectures?
