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Junnielimbo’s Masterlist

Hello! Welcome to all my works! I am a Svt focused blog but I take a while to post, however I hope you enjoy!

Seungcheol: Little helpers Drunk Favourite Socially Exhausted Times running out Happiness

Jeonghan: Cold Strangers

Joshua: Sunday Morning

Jun: Cheesy Psycho Ice Skating

Hoshi: Little Tiger

Wonwoo: Second Chance Christmas Proposal

Woozi: Recharge

Dk: Surprise Family Mornings Morning Melodies Sweet Surprises

Mingyu: Cuddles Heartbroken

The8: Morning Waltz

Seungkwan: Wake Up Home

Vernon: Nothing yet... Dino: Nothing yet... Series: A Tale as Old as Time

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Hero

Genre: fluff/ tiny weeny angsty part

Warnings: a creep being touchy, aggressive behaviour

Tired was an understatement, you were completely burnt out. It was nearing the deadline for your work project so you’ve been spending the past week cooped up in the office until late, then going home to work a bit more. It became routine that you would take a nap on the bus, head against the window and bag tucked in your arms.

Today however was slightly different. You had taken a bit too much caffeine this evening to make sure you wouldn’t fall asleep as you wanted to focus completely on your work, so you were wide awake. You tried to close your eyes but the gentle bumping of the bus didn’t make you drift of like it usually did.

You were looking out of the window, when the bus came to its next stop, only three people getting on. The bus was quite empty, only a few people who were probably stuck at work travelling home, so you were quite surprised when a man in a black hoodie came and sat on the seat right next to you.

I mean it wasn’t against the law to sit on the seat next to yours, but with the bus so empty, you thought he might have gone to sit by himself.

You sat straighter in your seat, feeling a tad awkward. You were always asleep so you didn’t have to deal with people who sat next to you, and with all the coffee in your system, you were trying not to fidget too much.

A few minutes past, other passengers got off the bus, until you and the man were the only ones left. You couldn’t see his face, his hood of his hoodie up, but you could see he had earphones in, the wire connecting to the phone that sat on his lap. Also, you could hear the music from where you sat.

You sighed, ignoring the man next to you until it was your stop. Just as you were about to get up, the man next to you did too, paying and then walking off the bus. You followed, paying and then got off.

Looking in the direction of where he went, you could see his retreating figure wander off down the street. Shrugging to yourself, you turned and set off home.

That was a month ago. You had continued to see him on the bus every evening after work as he always sat on the seat next to you. Initially you shrugged it off as coincidence but then when he always sat next to you became curious.

Again, he wandered onto the bus, and then dropped down next to you like the past few days. He was wearing his hood up (as always) and a leather jacket, his earphones connected into his phone.

You did want to speak to him, but you couldn’t pluck up the courage so left it, resting your head on the glass, watching the city pass by.

You let out a small sigh, caffeine once again running through your veins. Work was still so tiring so coffee had become your new best friend.

Like usual, you and this guy were the last on the bus, when the bus screeched and jolted you both out of your seats.

“Sorry guys, the lights turned red.” the bus driver called back.

You nodded, slightly dazed from the surprising jolt.

“Hey, you okay?”

A hand reached in front of you and you looked up to see the hoodie guy. You looked at him for a second, mesmerised by his brown eyes when the bus started again and shook you out of your thoughts.

You cheeks burned as you accepted his hand, letting him pull you up. You both immediately held onto the bars and sat down again.

“Thank you…” you mumbled.

It was awkwardly silent for a moment, although you felt like your heart was going to fly out of your chest like you just did with the chair. However, now you had spoken to one another, although it was a few words, you plucked up the courage to ask him the question that had burned at the back of your mind for the past month.

“Why do you sit next to me even when there’s so many other seats?”

The man looked stunned for a second, taking his ear phone out of his ear, his eyes blinking once, and his mouth parted. Seeing his expression, you instantly started to backtrack.

“Sorry, that wasn’t meant to be rude, but it came out like that-” you began to splutter as his eyes were still wide in thought, although you swore you saw a slight grin at your stumbling, “It’s just you always sit next to me when there’s no one else on the bus, and don’t get me wrong, I’m not mad or annoyed, just curious.”

After your word splurge it was once again quiet. It was like you could see the cogs turning in his head figuring out what to say.

“There’s a guy who gets on this bus, I think in his 40s or 50s, who stares at you the entire ride and takes pictures. I sat with you so he wouldn’t do anything.” He said, almost bluntly.

You were sure you looked like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing, however you took a deep breathe and nodded slightly.

“Oh.” you gulped, “Thank you.”

He nodded with a small smile that you swore made your heart flutter, before pressing the bell on the rail to make the bus stop, “Here’s our stop.”

Taking your eyes off his face, you looked out the window and indeed found it was your stop.

Both of you got up and thanked the bus driver before pressing your card to the buzzer, stepping onto the path.

As you were going to once again thank him, he was off walking down the path, ear phones back in with his hands in his pockets. You watched him walk for a bit before walking back home yourself.

———

When you got on the bus the next day, you were kind of excited to see the mysterious man again, however you were disappointed when another man sat next to you instead.

You had sat next to strangers multiple times on a bus, it was normal experience, but this man unsettled you. His hand was on his seat, slowly edging towards your thigh and you could see him looking at you constantly through the reflection of the window you pressed yourself against.

You jumped, tears starting to fill your eyes when you felt his hand finally touch your thigh.

“Please don’t touch me.” You said, your voice wobbly as you pressed yourself towards the window even more.

The man however just smirked, and followed your thigh with his hand, gripping the flesh tight. A tear slid down your cheek at the growing pain.

“Please, I said don’t touch me.” You cowered, grabbing his hand to take it off you, however he gripped it even tighter.

“It’s all fine sweetheart, you don’t need to say anything more.” He grinned, and a shiver went down your spine.

You hadn’t even noticed the bus had stopped to let other people on until you heard the voice that almost made you cry in relief.

“Get your hand off of her. Now.”

The creepy man smiled sweetly, “Oh it’s okay, I can sit next to her this time.”

“I said get your hand off of her thigh.” He spoke, voice hard as he went to grab the man’s hand.

The sickeningly sweet tone of the man’s voice disappeared, “What if I don’t want to.”

The mystery man’s jaw tightened and his eyes hardened.

“What’s going on here?”

The bus driver had come up to where you sat, sensing tension between the two men. Mystery man was about to answer when the bus driver looked down to the creep’s hand digging into your thigh, your skin turning red at the pressure. Then he looked and saw the tears in your eyes.

“Sir I’m going to ask you leave.” The bus driver said, his eyes going cold.

The man finally let go of your thigh and stood up, and began to shout at the bus driver, other passengers having to take the man off the bus as he was becoming aggressive. However while all of that was happening, mystery man had sat next to you, taking an ear bud from his ear and placing it into yours.

Instantly the steady beats of a r&b song filled your ears, drowning out the noise of the chaos. A hand also encased yours, relaxing you even more as you now knew it wasn’t the creepy man who had hold of you.

———

You got off the bus at your stop a lot later than you usually would. The police had been called as the man tried to punch the bus driver and it had all been so chaotic. A huge breath flew out of you when you finally stepped off that bus though, mystery man alongside you. He had been beside you the entire ordeal.

“You’ll be okay to get home?” He asked as the bus rolled away.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” You said with a small smile.

He nodded with a smile similar to your own.

“See you tomorrow.” he said, before turning to walk away.

However before he could, you called out to him.

“Wait! What’s your name?”

His smile grew slightly, “Vernon.”

“I’m y/n.”

“Nice to meet you y/n.” He replied with a grin making you chuckle.

Before you could stop yourself, you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist in a hug. You felt him freeze but eventually relaxed, patting your back.

“Thank you Vernon, my hero.”

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Sweet Surprises

Genre: fluff, non idol!dk Warnings: mentions of bad days masterlist

Seokmin stepped down from the bus with a sigh. The bag hanging from his shoulder felt like it weighed a ton, adding on to the tiredness that made him want to flop and sleep.

Behind him the bus carried on its journey, leaving Seokmin under the bus shelter alone. Using his last bits of energy, he slowly began to pad his way home, head watching his feet take on step and then another.

Buzz

Startling him slightly, his phone held tightly in his hand lit up. Unlocking the phone and looking at his messages a small smile managed to carve its way onto his face.

Sunshine☀️💛:

(10:45) hey love, you home yet? x

His heart swooned, and his small smile grew into a lovestruck grin. Even when he was having a bad day, you would always manage to light his mood up somehow.

Seokmin❤️❤️:

(10:47) not yet x

Hitting send, he brought his phone down, his smile going down too. He carried on walking, before he felt and heard the familiar buzz of his phone.

Sunshine☀️💛:

(10:49) you know if you keep walking with your head down, you’ll bump into something x

Seokmin came to a stop, his mind processing the text, before looking around.

You couldn’t keep in your smile as you watched your boyfriend stumble to look around, his eyes finally locking onto yours.

You had been following him since the bus stop, wanting to cheer him up when he had texted earlier in the day his day was horrible. With calm eyes, you watched as he slumped off the bus, today seemed to have definitely been horrible.

“Hey love.” you smiled, phone in hand.

He let out a chuckle and you could see his shoulders relax slightly, “Have you been following me? What a creep.”

Laughing, you skipped over to the man you loved, smiling up at him. It was like obvious he was tired, his eyes droopy and his smiling not reaching his eyes.

Reaching up, you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling his hands come to rest on your hips.

“I’m your creep.”

Letting out a laugh he playfully rolled his eyes, “Weirdo.”

Chuckling at him, your smile grew softer as he brought his forehead to yours, eyes closing as he relaxed into your presence.

“Thank you for picking me up…” he whispered.

“Always…” you whispered back, pressing a kiss to his cheek, “Come on, let’s get you to bed.”

He nodded with a smile as you parted, arms looping as you began to walk together.

This sweet surprise indeed lit up his mood.

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HII!! i love your writing sm (seriously helps sm after a long day) and i was just asking if you had the time or were inspired could you do how svt would react if their introvert s/o is like socially exhausted (ive had to go to important social events everyday for two weeks straight and i am absolutely exhausted). (If you cant do svt then maybe coups?) Again thank you so much for the content and if you cant do it its perfectly fine.(Idk whether youre taking requests rn, so if you arent im so super sorry for bothering you)

Socially exhausted

Genre: comfort, fluff Warnings: reader being social exhausted masterlist

A/n: Aw, thank you! I’m so glad that my writing could give you some comfort. I’m sorry for not doing all of svt, I couldn’t think of many scenarios😅 I hope this is okay and I’m sorry again for only doing one member. Also, requesting things is never a bother!

Seungcheol

One thing about Seungcheol is that he could read you like a book, so it was no surprise he noticed how your social battery was decreasing, the exhaustion in your face obvious as you stood with a group of people.

Without seeming rushed, he smoothly excused himself from the group he was with before making his way over to you. It seemed you been looking for him, your eyes wandering but lighting up with relief when you saw him.

"May I steal Y/n from you guys?" Seungcheol asked the group, taking your hand in his and squeezing it reassuringly.

When a bunch of agreements replied, he led you through the crowds of people crowding Jeonghan's living room and out to the garden where it was thankfully vacant.

After escaping the craziness of the party, you could finally let yourself breathe and get yourself together from all the social interactions you have had. Sighing, you let your head fall to Seuncheol's chest in front of you, closing your eyes and gathering yourself, your boyfriend running his hands up and down your arms.

"Too many people?" Seungcheol asked softly, against your head where he had laid his cheek.

"I guess..." you replied, slightly muffled by his chest, "Just exhausted..."

Seungcheol hummed understandingly.

"Want to go home?"

You began shaking your head, lifting it off of Seungcheol's chest to look at him, "I don't want to ruin your night with your friends-"

"You won't be ruining anything, if your not wanting to be here, going home and taking care of you is so much more important."

You fell silent, dropping your head back to Seungcheol's chest with a small thud. You stood like that for a second, Seungcheol's hands continuing their soft strokes up and down your arms, thinking over your choices.

Lifting your head up, your chin resting just under his collar bone, you sighed once more.

"Can we?" you asked sheepishly, "Can we go home?"

Seungcheol smiled at you gently, and slightly shook his head, "Of course we can. Don't be thinking you're ruining my night because you're not. Besides, i would rather be at home cuddling than at a super busy party."

He reached to cup your face, letting you lean into his warm touch before pressing a firm kiss to you're forehead.

"Come on love, let's get you home."

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Times running out

Genre: Cinderella!au, royal!au, love at first sight Warnings: I don’t think so, but let me know if there are masterlist

The palace was even more breathtaking than you thought, standing tall and proud, a slight golden glow surrounding the building.

You took a deep breathe, looking down to your blue gown. It was a truly gorgeous dress, so much different to what you were used to. Suddenly, you thought back to your step mother. Would she recognise you?

Nervously, you adjusted the matching blue mask on the face, before making your way up the mountain of steps that lead up to the palace entrance.

You took your time, admiring everything around you, as you made your way into the palace,the hallway empty, the sound of music echoing from the great hall.

Giant paintings were decorating the walls, gold details that shone and glittered too. You were in a state of awe, not noticing a man watching you from further down the hallway.

“Excuse me?”

You jumped, the voice startling you out of your amazement.

Before you, a man stood, making you gasp at his beauty. Even though a mask was covering his face, you could see his plump, red lips, his dark brown eyes. He was gorgeous.

“What are you doing out here? The ball is over there.” the man spoke, his voice deep but soothing.

“I’m so sorry, I was just admiring the hall. It’s a spectacular place.” you replied quickly, fiddling with the sparkles on your dress.

The man hummed, a small smile making its way onto his face.

“I’m Cheol.” he said, offering his hand.

“Y/n.” you replied, placing your hand in his, thinking he was going to shake your hand, but instead he brought it up to his lips and pressed a kiss to it.

Warmth flooded through you as you looked at him with wide eyes, your whole face turning red at his action.

He chuckled, and you thought you might melt on the spot. This man was the most handsome man you had ever seen.

“Would you like to dance with me?”

“Pardon?” you blurted, making him laugh again.

“I asked if you’d like to dance, surely you came to this hall to dance?” he grinned, raising an eyebrow.

You wanted to smack yourself, “Yes, sorry, yes I’ll dance with you.”

He smiled, leading you to the great hall, the fancy music and chatter growing louder. Two butlers were stood by the door and the simultaneously pulled the double doors open.

Heads immediately turned to the door, however their jaws dropped in shock. It went almost silent, and you could hear your heart pounding in your ears. Why were they all looking at you?

Cheol led you to the middle of the dance floor, seemingly unbothered of the attention you were receiving. He turned to you and held out his hand.

Looking to him, you felt hesitant, but when he gave you a soft smile, you took his hand.

Music started to play, and you began to dance, letting Cheol guide you around the ball room. Feeling eyes still fixed on you, you kept looking to the man before you, feeling oddly comfortable with him, even though you had only met him a short while ago.

Eyes locked onto each others, you flowed smoothly with the music, not noticing other couples joining the dance as well. All you two were focused on was each other.

The dance came to a stop, and you curtseyed as Cheol bowed. Talk filled the great hall once more, and you could feel yourself relax now the attention wasn’t mainly on you.

“Follow me?” Cheol asked, asking for your hand.

You pretended to think for a second, making you both chuckle, before you put your hand in his and led him lead you away.

The walk was silent, you trying your hardest not to blush even more with how firmly he was holding your hand.

The talk and the music once more became distant noise as Cheol led you out into the gardens and to a bench.

You were shocked, how did Cheol know about this place? Looking around, you admired all the flowers and how beautiful they looked with the blue moonlight shining on them.

“This place is certainly amazing.” you chuckled, hearing Cheol hum in agreement next to you.

“I suppose it is.”

There, you and Cheol sat, talking about everything and nothing at all, laughing as if you had known each other your whole life. He was so incredibly kind, and also really funny, and just a decent guy to talk to. It was hard not to form a slight crush on him?

However, you did not mention about your family situation, telling him that your home life was fine, everything opposite to the truth, but he didn’t mention his family either.

When a comfortable silence fell between you, you suddenly remembered how everyone was staring at the two of you, looking shocked.

“Why were people staring at us?” you asked innocently, looking to him.

Cheol’s relaxed face tensed at your words, confusing you. It looked like he was gathering his thoughts for a bit but then turned to you with a sigh.

“People stared because of who I am.” he answered simply.

“Who are you then? Must be quite well known if everyone looked at you.”

Through the holes in his mask, you saw him close his eyes, and you worried you had overstepped somehow.

“I’m sorry, I-“

“No it’s fine, please. You deserve to know.” he interrupted, reaching behind his head to untie the silk holding up his mask.

It smoothly fell into his lap, revealing his face to you, and you felt your jaw drop.

Cheol was the god damn prince, Prince Seungcheol.

You must have looked like a deer in headlights, staring at him like you were, but you quickly snapped out of it.

“You’re, You’re the prince?” you asked in a whisper, you hands coming up to your mouth.

Solemnly, he nodded, looking down to his lap and brushing his fingers over his decorative mask. You immediately felt sorry for him, and instantly knew by his face that he had had a rough time.

Even though you were from a poorer family, you still knew the royals, and you knew how many girls of the kingdom fawned over the young prince, following him wherever he went.

Reaching over, you gently placed your hand on his shoulder, him looking up at you through his long lashes.

“You’re still Cheol to me.” you told him, “You’re still the man who laughed and joked with me just minutes ago.”

“Really?” he whispered.

“Yup, who cares if your the prince.”

The smile returned to his face, and he let out a laugh of disbelief.

“That’s the first time someone’s ever told me that, people just want to be with me because I’m a prince.” Cheol said softly.

“We’ll to me your just Cheol, no matter what.” you said with a soft smile.

“Well then, if you saw me, can I see you?” he asked, his mood lifted slightly.

You hesitated, not wanting to, but thought how Cheol showed you his identity. That meant he trusted you.

It seemed he noticed your hesitation and backtracked like you had done.

“It’s fine, I just…” you let out a sigh, “I’m not from a very well of family and I’m not that pretty, definitely not enough for you-“

A finger to your lips, stopped your rambling.

“You’ll still be the same old y/n who made me laugh and feel normal tonight.” he copied your words.

You laughed, knowing he was right, nodding your head. Looking at the man before you, he had his lip under his teeth, looking at you for your answer.

“Can I?” he asked, gesturing to your mask.

Nodding slowly, your breath hitched as he scooted closer to you on the bench, his arms reaching behind your head to undo the tie.

It felt so intimate, so gentle how he started to untie the silk.

DING DONG

Eyes widening, you abruptly stood up, making Seungcheol immediately stand up too, worry on his face.

You turned to the palace, to see the clock had chimed 12. The spell would wear off at 12.

“Cheol, I’m so sorry but I have to go, tonight has been lovely thank you.” you blurted to him, before picking up your skirt and running.

Cheol was frozen for a second, but then ran after you, shouting your name.

“Y/n! Y/N!”

Despite his calls, you kept on running, you did not want him to see how your normally were, mud in your fingernails and on your face, tattered and dirty clothing. You couldn’t let that happen.

Running through the hall you had entered the palace, you could hear the steps of Cheol running towards you.

At the bottom of the stairs, you could see the carriage and the nervous looks of the animals now turned human. As you were running however, your heel got stuck and your foot slipped out of it.

You were about to collect it, but Seungcheol had made it to the top of the stairs, quickly coming down.

Making a quick decision, you left your heel there and continued down the steps, almost catapulting yourself into the carriage.

“Y/N!” Seungcheol shouted, his chest rapidly moving up and down. He held you heel delicately in his hand, watching as your carriage disappeared into the darkness of the night.

You felt like crying, yanking your mask off your face and burying your face into your hands.

Time had ran out too soon.

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Recharge

Genre: fluff, comfort Warnings: mention of a bad day, swearing masterlist

Complete and utter shit.

That was the only way to describe it. It was one of those long, tiring, draining weeks, where things had been going wrong left right and centre.

You were so thankful that it was Friday today so you could relax for the weekend. However at this moment in time all you wanted was to be with your boyfriend.

Slowly, you pushed the door open to Jihoon’s studio, sighing happily when you saw the man sat at his desk with his headphones on.

You let your bag slide off your shoulder onto the small sofa that was next to the door before padding your way over to your boyfriend.

Jihoon jumped when he felt arms wrap around his neck and a head bury into his neck, not hearing anyone come in. However, he recognised the soft smell of your perfume and smiled softly.

“Hey.” he spoke, bringing his had up to hold yours. You mumbled something he couldn’t quite catch into his neck, tightening your grip around him slightly.

“You okay?” he asked.

“M’just recharging…” you replied quietly. He could only just hear your answer.

Jihoon nods understandingly. Whenever either of you were struggling with something or just stressed in general, you would recharge by just holding each other. It had become a comfort to both of you.

A comfortable silence fell between the two of you, Jihoon’s thumb brushing along your fingers soothingly as he continued to work, letting you recharge after this horrible week.

After a while, your back began to ache from bending over. It was as if Jihoon sensed your discomfort and pressed a kiss to your hand, before patting his leg.

“Come here, your backs going to kill.” he spoke softly, turning in his chair slightly so you could sit.

Gladly, you took up his offer, shuffling onto his lap and practically melting into his embrace. Again you buried your head back to his neck, inhaling his comforting scent and continuing to recharge.

Making sure you were settled, Jihoon pressed a quick kiss to your forehead before going back to work on his computer, his fingers tapping on your back in time to the rhythm he was creating.

It was about 10 minutes before you spoke finally, your lips brushing against Jihoon’s neck as you spoke, “Thank you…”

Jihoon didn’t reply, just pressed another kiss to your forehead. This time though, his lips lingered over your head, making you smile.

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Christmas Proposal

Genre: fluff! Warnings: kissing? masterlist

It was Christmas Eve. The Christmas tree lights were glowing, the baubles sparkling and the presents placed under the tree. The neighbourhood was calm and quite, people at home, relaxing before the big day.

Wonwoo however was not relaxed. He was completely nervous, his leg bouncing slightly as he was sat on the sofa, you tucked into his side, watching the Christmas movie that was playing.

He knew he was working himself up over nothing. Everything was in place, the ring sat snuggly in the Christmas tree, you by his side. He just couldn’t help but be nervous, what if you said no?

Mentally, Wonwoo slapped himself, shaking his head at his stupid behaviour. You loved him, you had talked about marriage before and you said you were ready. You were going to say yes. Right?

“Wonwoo?”

Your voice snapped him from his staring contest with the tree sat across the room. Your head was on his shoulder, eyes looking up at him in confusion.

“You okay? You’re leg keeps shaking.”

He cursed himself but takes a deep breathe. It was now or never.

“Yeah I’m fine, I just think somethings wrong with the tree.”

“With the tree?” you ask, looking to the sparkling green plant across the room, “What’s wrong with it?”

“I don’t know, can you check it?”

You looking at him confused, but nod, slipping out off his embrace and padding over to the tree. Wonwoo sits up straight, his heart racing.

“Wonwoo, I can see anything wrong with it.” you call.

Standing up, he makes his way over to you, looking over your shoulder. His eyes are instantly drawn to the ring, he had no idea how you couldn’t see it.

“There, what’s that?” He points to the sparkling piece of jewellery.

He could see you squint to look, and he could of pinched your cheeks.

“I thing that’s a ring-“

Your sentence drifts off, something in your head clicking. He saw how your eyes widened and your jaw dropped slightly.

Reaching over you, he takes the ring from the tree and looks to you with a shy grin, “So it is.”

“Wonwoo…” you whisper, looking at him with glossy eyes.

Gently, with his free hand, he grabs hold of your shaking one, before going down onto one knee.

A tear slips down your cheek, his thumb caressing your knuckles soothingly.

“My dear y/n, ever since I met you on Christmas Eve three years ago, you have brought joy and light to my life. I love you with all my heart and wish to spend the rest of my life with you by my side.”

More tears trickle down your cheeks at his words and loving gaze, making him smile gently.

“So, will you marry me?”

Your head moves instantly, nodding continuously, a smile working it’s way onto your face.

Wonwoo feels himself relax as relief floods through his body. His smile equals yours, keeping your shaking hand in his and standing up, delicately sliding the ring onto your finger.

When it was on, you couldn’t help but admire it, the way it glittered and sparkled, the way it fit perfectly.

Looking up to your now fiancé, you jumped to hug him, wrapping your arms around his neck, crying happily. You were in shock.

Wonwoo’s strong arms wrapped around your back, rubbing up and down. His cheeks were going to ache with how big he was smiling.

“I love you Wonwoo.” you sniffed, bringing your head to be near his.

Softly, his lips pressed onto yours, kissing you with so much passion and so much love.

“I love you too y/n.” he whispered against your lips, before pressing them to your once more.

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Little Helpers

Genre: christmas fluff, dad!cheol warnings: none I don’t think masterlist

“Hurry up dad!”

“I’m coming as fast as I can little dude.” Seungcheol chuckled, bringing the big heavy box of ornaments into the living room, where you were sat with the kids, finishing up building the tree.

“Right, are we ready to decorate?” Seungcheol asks, putting the box on the floor close to the tree.

“Yeah!” Minhyuck cheers happily. Putting up the tree wasn’t really his favourite thing about this process, he much preferred placing all the lights on and placing the baubles where he saw fit. It was like his own little masterpiece.

On the other hand, Mina loved to actually set the tree up, so while you and your little girl did all the hard work, Minhyuck had been sat sulking on the sofa, begging his dad to hurry up with the ornaments.

Minhyuck was exactly like his father with this subject. Seungcheol had always hated building the tree, always complaining that the tree was pricking him too hard and that it was annoying. It made you chuckle, like father like son.

“It seems we are ready Cheol.” you laugh at your son’s eagerness, Mina joining her older brother to drag the lights out of the cardboard box (Minhyuck had stuck his head into the box the minute it was laid on the floor).

It took a while for you all to untangle the lights, but with teamwork they were ready to be wrapped around the branches. The little ones did the bottom half of the tree, you and Seungcheol taking over when they couldn’t reach any further.

The atmosphere was light and comfortable, laughter sounding throughout the house, especially when Minhyuck and Mina tried wrapping their father to the tree.

Then, it was time to start putting on the baubles. With all four of you it got done quite quickly, even with Minhyuck’s bossy instructions and the telling off you received by your 7 year old when you put two baubles too close together. Mina had gotten told off too, but she paid her brother no mind.

“Right then, time for the star.” you announced, picking it from the now empty box.

Minhyuck and Mina squealed, they always put the star at the top.

“Come here then princess.” Seungcheol said, picking up his 5 year old and placing her on his shoulders.

“Mummy, up.” your son demanded, jumping on the spot lightly. Shaking your head with a smile, you heaved your boy into your arms, lifting him high enough to reach the tree.

“Both of you got it?” You asked.

You and Seungcheol stood on either side of the tree, children in hold. After many arguments over who gets to put the star on the tree, Seungcheol had suggested that they could both put it on together. It saved many more arguments that were brewing.

Minhyuck leaned forward slightly so that his little sister could also touch the star before they both set it on the tree.

Happy giggles erupted from the two. You kept hold of your son and stood in front of the tree, Seungcheol with Mina still on his shoulders joining you. As a family you all admired your hard work, high fives being slapped all around.

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You were content. All four of you were sat on the sofa, a Christmas movie playing on the tv, relaxing after decorating.

You were snuggled into your husband’s side, Minhyuck on your lap and Mina on his. The two kids had fallen asleep during the movie from all the excitement, cocooned between their parents.

Smiling softly at Minhyuck’s slight snores, you ran your fingers through his short, fluffy hair.

“The tree looks good.” Seungcheol spoke softly, as to not wake the kids, placing a tender kiss to your temple.

“It does.” you agreed, sighing happily, looking up to your husband.

He looked back down at you with his smile the same as your own.

“Merry Christmas love.” he whispered.

“Merry Christmas Cheol.”

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Morning waltz

Genre: fluff masterlist

Note: I wrote this while listening to this beautiful song, I hope you guys like it too :)

It wasn’t too late in the morning, but early enough that the streets were quiet, only a few people out and about. It was calm and peaceful.

Minghao woke alone, the bedroom silent apart from the patter of the rain outside and the slight hums of jazz music playing throughout the house. Slowly, he pulled himself out of the warm bed sheets he was tangled in and made his way to where the music was playing.

The soft beats of jazz lead him to the kitchen, where you were perched on the kitchen counter, swaying with the music and looking out of the rain covered window, two mugs sat beside you as the kettle rumbled, boiling.

A soft smile spread across his tired face as you swayed to the melody. Padding to where you were sat, he couldn’t help but return the huge smile you gave him when you noticed his presence.

“Morning Hao.” you smiled quietly, as to not disturb the tranquil atmosphere surrounding the room.

“Good morning love…” he replied in the same, calm tone as he made his way to stand between your legs.

You opened your arms and he melted into your embrace, his height perfect for the perfect cuddle as you sat upon the counter top. He let out a content sigh as you brought your hands up to massage his head, gliding your fingers through his fluffy locks.

Both of you remained in that position for a bit, enjoying the warmth you gave each other against the cold weather, the jazz still playing in the background, smoothly blending in with the sound of the rain and the boiling kettle.

Only when the kettle had fully finished, you made a move, hopping down from the counter and beginning to pour the scolding water into the two mugs laid out.

Silently Minghao watched you, his hip leant against the counter where you previously sat, watching with a love sick smile as you went through the process of making yours and his tea, making his exactly how he liked it.

As he watched you, he couldn’t help the sudden urge to pull you to him and dance around the kitchen with you in his arms, holding to close. So that’s what he did.

Reaching out, he took your hand in his, gently pulling you away from your task and into his arms.

“You okay?” you asked him, letting him move you to the middle of the room.

He hummed, “Just want to dance with you.”

You giggled slightly, resting your hand on his chest as his arm circled comfortably around your waist as he started to sway.

“What about your tea? It’ll get cold.”

“It’s alright love, just dance with me, hm?”

You nodded, easily moving in time with him, your love for each other infecting the entire room. Eyes locked onto each other’s, bodies moving in sync, smiles equalling in brightness. You were infatuated with one another.

After just swaying in circles, with a cheeky grin, Minghao spun you, making your giggles float through the air before smoothly dipping you. It seemed like something out of a romance movie.

Neither of you you could contain your smiled as he began to lower his head, eyes fluttering shut, yours following. His lips pressed against yours, utterly and completely in love.

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Heart broken

Genre: angst

Warnings: swearing, crying, break up masterlist

“Why are you doing this to me?” you cried, tears rapidly sliding down your cheeks.

Mingyu sighed heavily, rubbing his face with his hands.

You never thought you could hate Mingyu. Never in a million years. Maybe hate was too strong a word, but alas as you stood looking at him now, no longer did you feel the warm tingling sensation inside you. You only felt long, sharp shards of glass stabbing into your heart.

“I didn’t want to do this to you okay? I don’t know when I stopped loving you, it just happened.” He spoke, looking up to you.

“Then why did you make me believe that you loved me?” you shouted desperately, “Why didn’t you straight up tell me instead of fucking lying?”

“I’m sorry Y/n, I really am-“ he started, but you cut him off.

“Bullshit.”

Mingyu shook his head defeatedly, pushing his fingers through his hair.

You choked on a sob, turning away from him to collect your thoughts. You could understand that people could fall out of love, but the fact that he lead you on and lied hurt the most. Yes, you loved him. With all of your heart. You trusted him immensely, and you though he trusted you too.

So why did he lie?

“Y/n…” he sighed.

“No.” you whispered, “Please just go.”

Behind you came a defeated sigh and you heard as he stood up from the couch and walked to the front door.

It didn’t open however and the silence was deafening. You could feel his eyes on you and you just want to curl up into a crying pathetic ball.

“I’m not sad we’re breaking up,” he spoke sadly, “I’m sad because I lost my best friend…”

The door clicked open and then clicked closed, leaving you standing in the middle of the living room with a heart shattered into pieces.

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Happiness

Genre: fluff masterlist

Note: this video inspired this short drabble

He would not give me our baby. 🥺

He would not give me our baby. 🥺

“Cheol, she needs to be fed.” you chuckle, looking to your husband sat on the bed beside you.

“No.” he sniffed, another tear falling down his cheeks as he cradled his 2 hour old daughter closer to his bare chest.

You let out another chuckle, although your body ached and stung.

Another sniff passed through your husband, placing a sweet kiss to the top of her head.

“Aw, Cheolie~” you cooed.

He looked to you with a pout.

“I don’t want to give her to you…”

“You have to.” you chuckled again, playing with him slightly.

With another small sniff, he looked back down to his little girl, running his thumb over her small head for a second. He then threw his head up, more tears running down his plush cheeks.

“She’s so cute y/n…” he cried quietly, “I love her so much.”

Giggling, your heart melted at the sight of your adorable husband next to you. It was so endearing to see your big and tough man crying over how cute his newborn was. This definitely made many hours of excruciating labour 100% worth it.

“Can I have her now?” you asked after a minute.

Seungcheol looked at you with his soft round eyes.

“No..” he mumbled.

“Okay.” you laughed, “She’s all yours hun.”

He let out a satisfied hum, and placed another kiss to his baby girl’s head, before laying his cheek there.

You admired them with soft eyes. You loved this feeling. The feeling of happiness.

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Chapter 1: In an ordinary village...

The little cottage was peaceful, a slight breeze flowing through the open windows, and the sun shining down on the garden in front, where the hens were calmly pecking at the food you scattered on the ground blindly, your eyes attracted more to the words drawn along the page.

You smiled softly, reading the end of the last chapter. A happy ending. You loved happy endings, they made you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside knowing after all the main characters went through, they got to spend the rest of their life together, happily in love.

As you had now finished your daily chores, you exited their pen and walked slowly back into the cottage, passing the horse and wagon, hearing a small tune play from the attic. Sighing, you made your way up the creaky stairs, the sound becoming clearer and clearer, the tune stopping and starting.

Peering around the door, you smiled at the familiar figure hunched over his work desk. He seemed to be grumbling to himself as he tinkered with his work.

For a moment you just stared. He would be going soon, and the house would only contain you once more. Only for a few days would he be gone, but it was always upsetting when he had to leave again.

"You gonna stand there and stare or are you going to be useful and help?" the figure spoke, startling you out of your thoughts.

"Sorry." you sighed, shuffling over to stand beside him.

He chuckled to himself, then looked up to you with a smile.

"Can you pass me a small spanner please?"

You did as he requested without a word, him mumbling a thank you as he got back to fixing his creation. The squeaking of the melody suddenly stopped and played softly, filling up the attic. He smile in triumph.

It was your cottage, little figures inside, spinning slowly while the song played around it. You recognised the figures to be your family.

Your brother had always been good at making things, he got it from your father. You remember all the times when you were little, sitting in the attic, listening to the soft instrumental lullabies they would create together and playing with the little wooden dolls they would make for you.

You however, had no idea how they could make such amazing creations. The last time you had tried, you had broken the entire thing. Anyways, reading was more your thing, getting lost into the imaginary worlds, and envisioning you were actually there, not just reading different words on a page. You got that from your mother.

"You like it?"

A soft smile grew on your face, looking to your elder brother.

"Of course I like it, it's wonderful...Father would be so proud of you Cheol."

Your words seemed to make his face soften and his tense back relax. He nodded thoughtfully, his eyes drifting from you to his work on the table.

The church bell chimed, making Seungcheol look back up. Your heart tightened in your chest, the same feeling of sadness before rising again. It was time for him to go.

Checking his clock, he stood from his chair, grabbing two huge bags and making his way out to the cart, you following behind silently.

You distracted yourself by stroking Seungcheol's horse's mane, as he loaded his two bags into the wagon behind. He sighed, and from the corner of your eye, you saw him throw on his coat and hat, before looking to you.

You could feel his stare on you, but you didn't want to see the guilt in his eyes. He always felt guilty for leaving you behind alone, now father was gone.

"Right!" he clapped his hands together, and you turned to him, "I've chopped enough wood to make sure you have the warmth of the fire whenever you need, I've gotten all the food from the village you would need, you've got the hen's eggs of course-"

You stopped him before he could ramble on any further.

"I'll be fine, I know what I'm doing." you assured with a soft smile.

He sighed nodding, "Yeah, I know, you're old enough to look after yourself now..."

Stepping forward, you wrapped your arms around your brother, feeling his arms instantly return the hug. You hugged him tightly and you could feel his smile on your head.

"Love you kiddo..." he whispered.

You smiled against his shoulder, "I love you too Cheol."

After a few more seconds, you loosened your grip around him and stepped back slightly, Seungcheol pressing a kiss on your forehead, before mounting his horse.

"You will be careful won't you?" you asked, making him chuckle.

He nodded, before clicking his teeth and nudging the horse's sides with his feet gently. He set off, the cart following behind.

"I'll bring you back something special, yeah?" he shouted.

"Okay!"

You waved until you could no longer see him, before turning to go inside.

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It was late in the morning, so you decided to go into town and replace your book for another. It was no use staying inside all day thinking about your brother's safety.

Out into the village, you went, the smell of freshly baked bread filling your scenes and the sound of the villages going about their day to day life.

You greeted people as you walked by, going further into the crowds.

"Morning Y/n."

You looked to your side and smiled. There sat Minghao next to the well, painting.

"Good morning Minghao." you smiled, walking up to the young man and sitting beside him on the well wall.

Minghao was a quiet man, mostly keeping to himself as he painted. Even though he was quiet, he was incredibly kind. You often talked as he drew.

"What are you painting today?" you asked, curiously.

"Just whatever comes from my imagination." he replied.

Looking to his art, you felt your jaw drop. He was painting a beautiful red rose, it looked magical. His art always was magical though, the way he captured the main points and then made it his style was so fascinating.

"It's beautiful..." you told him honestly.

You could see his cheeks turn slightly red form your comment.

"Thank you, but I've not yet finished-"

"Finished or unfinished your art will always be beautiful."

"Thank you." he smiled gratefully.

You smiled at him, "Well I'll leave you to finish. I'll be wanting to take a look at the finished product though."

He chuckled, "I'll make sure I show you."

Standing up, you said your goodbyes, before heading to the small building on the side of the village.

When you walked in, you were instantly met with Hansol sat on a stool, leaning onto the book case behind him, a book over his face. You shook your head, hearing the little snores coming from behind the book.

"Ah Y/n!"

A head peeped around from the corner and you smiled.

"Good morning Jisoo." you greeted.

"Finished all ready?" he asked knowingly, walking around while carrying a small pile of books and placing them on his desk, "Didn't you only get that book a few days ago?"

You felt your cheeks grow warm and you awkwardly chuckled.

"I couldn't help it."

Jisoo chuckled, leaning back on his desk.

"So, where did you wander off to the past few days?" he asked, gesturing to the book held in your hands.

"A kingdom hidden away in the woods, with so many different creatures and inhabitants." you raved, "It felt like I was in a fairy tale."

Jisoo smiled, "Hm, sounds very exciting."

He stood from leaning and holding his hand out. You gave him the book.

"Well, pick your next adventure..." he smiled, holding out his arm to the small collection of books.

You grinned before, skipping to scan all the books. Smiling, you chose your book and turned to Jisoo with a big grin.

His eyebrow shot up as he saw the familiar cover.

"Didn't you read that a few weeks ago?" he asked.

"Yep, but it's my favourite." you admitted shyly.

Jisoo just chuckled softly, "Well then you may take it and get lost in it again."

You squealed, jumping to give Jisoo a hug. He seemed shocked but patted your back kindly.

A weird snore came from behind you and both you and Jisoo looked to the sleeping boy. Jisoo sighed, grabbing a cloth from his pocket and throwing it at the boy.

Hansol woke with a start when the cloth hit him, the book falling off his face and to the floor. He scratched his head with a yawn before facing you and Jisoo, who looked at him pointedly. Hansol's eyes widened.

"Morning sleeping beauty." Jisoo said sarcastically. You held in a snort.

Hansol blinked for a few seconds before smiling awkwardly. You couldn't help the laugh that escaped your lips. The poor boy looked terrified. Feeling Joshua looking at you, you turned to him. He looked at you with an eyebrow raised and you instantly stopped smiling and looked away.

Jisoo sighed beside you, rubbing his face, "I don't get paid enough for this..."

You and Hansol locked eyes for a second.

"Uh, I'll just go..." you spoke, inching closer to the door, "Bye!"

You heard both guys call out a bye as you quickly walked out. You couldn't help but laugh though when you were outside.

Sighing happily, you looked down to your book lovingly, when all of a sudden a bouquet of flowers were thrust into your vision.

Jumping, you looked up to see the smug smile of the one and only Kim Mingyu. You looked at him in shock as he wiped his empty hand through his hair.

"Flowers. For you..." he announced.

"Uh, thank you Mingyu." you said, awkwardly taking the flowers.

"You are very welcome." he beamed, showing his pointy teeth, his chest puffed out.

"Well, I'll be going now-"

"Wait!" he called, running in front of you. He let out a laugh, flipping his hair again.

"Would you like me to escort you back to your house?"

"No, I'll find my way home fine Mingyu." you told him, walking around him quickly to escape the man. Again, he ran in front of you, letting out a laugh.

"You are fast." he chuckled, placing his hands on his hips.

Feeling your patience coming to an end, you sighed to yourself.

"What do you want Mingyu?"

He straightened his coat and ran a hand through his hair once again and clearing his throat.

"Why don't you and I get to know each other a bit more? I'm so incredibly handsome and your so incredibly beautiful. I think we'd get on well."

"I'm sorry Mingyu, goodbye." you told him, running off before he could get a hold of you again.

Mingyu watched you run, a grin on his face.

"Why do you want to marry her so much?"

Mingyu jumped slightly, looking to see his friend Seokmin eating an orange thoughtfully. Mingyu cleared his throat.

"She is the only one in this village who is as gorgeous as me, we'd look so good together don't you think?"

Seokmin placed another orange slice in his mouth, and tipped his head confused.

"Yes, she is extremely beautiful, but isn't she- uh how do I put this, not interested?" he asked, looking up to his friend.

Mingyu looked at him with a sour look, shaking his head before walking away.

"Wait, Mingyu!" Seokmin called, shoving the rest of the orange into his mouth and chasing after his friend.

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"Getting to know each other, what a joke." you grumbled to yourself.

You looked at the flowers in your hand and grimaced, dropping them on the floor.

"And what are you doing dropping such beautiful flowers on the floor?" an arm went around your shoulders and you grumbled to the familiar voice.

"Mingyu gave them to me..."

"Oh, ew." Jun said disgusted, throwing the flowers the the guy on your other side.

"HEY!"

Shaking your head at your friend's antics, you chuckled.

"Anyways, why is he still bothering you? Don't you think you've made it clear you don't like him?" Seungkwan asks annoyed, looping his arm through yours.

You sighed, "I'm not sure, but it is getting annoying."

"You know we can always go beat him up, maybe throw some mud on his hair-" Jun suggested and Seungkwan gasped.

"Yes! We can also throw cow dung at him!"

Laughing, you couldn't hep but think those plans a good idea.

"That would actually make my day." you admitted.

"Good we're doing it then." Seungkwan decided.

“You do what you like, but I have no part in any of it.” you said, as you three reached your small cottage.

“Really? I thought you would have loved to put mud in his hair.” Seungkwan asked curious.

“I just don’t want to, I don’t want anything to do with Mingyu.” you sighed, “You guys however, can do whatever you like.”

The frowns on the boys’ faces quickly turned into cheeky grins as they shared mischievous looks. You chuckled and shook your head fondly. They had always been trouble, ever since you all were younger they’d be putting water in someone’s shoe, or scaring people from around corners. They were known well throughout the village for their pranks, people almost feared them. Well except one, Mingyu.

You could tell they were already forming their plan, so you started towards your front door.

“I’ll leave you two then, don’t get into too much trouble!” You called jokingly.

They waved, before walking off and talking on whispers. Shaking your head again, you went inside.

BONUS: Mingyu and Seokmin were tending to their horses (more like Seokmin tending to them while he brushed his hair)when Mingyu heard someone shout out his name. He turned to be met with no one. He looked to Seokmin, with a tilted head. Seokmin shrugged, before turning back to their horses.

Not thinking to much of it, he went back to brushing his hair, looking to the mirror beside him and grinning at himself.

“Mingyu!”

Mingyu turned again, only to be met with no one. Seokmin was talking to the horses so Mingyu just wandered to see if he could see anyone.

There were people about, only a few, none of which were paying attention to anything but their work. He looked left to right. No one. Just as he was about to turn around, a warm and sticky substance smacked against the side of his face. Mingyu screamed, raking the poo off of his face, gagging at the smell.

Again, more brown flashes hit his face, the smell surrounding him. He yelled and screamed as he felt his whole body being hit. He slipped and gagged, trying to get away, but ended up face down on the floor. He crawled to get to Seokmin, who was stood there stunned at the sight before him.

Scrambling, Mingyu managed to stand up, wiping his face with his sleeve, making the mess worse. He grabbed onto the mirror. He was covered in poo, and it was in his hair. His eyes widened at his reflection.

His scream echoed throughout the entire village, making it’s way to where you were sat reading.

You smiled to yourself, the plan had gone well.

Note: sorry this took a while for me to upload, but I wanted to make sure it would be something you guys would enjoy, and that I’m satisfied with. Also, if there are any mistakes let me know. Part 2 coming out soon.

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A Tale as Old as Time Characters:

Y/n... the one who loves to read

Wonwoo... The one who got everyone into this mess

Mingyu... The one who can't take a hint

Hoshi... The one who is loyal

Woozi... The one who keeps everyone in check

Jeonghan... The one who cares

Chan... The one who's just a kid

Seungcheol... The one who blames himself

Seokmin... The one who will follow him everywhere

Minghao... The one who has secrets

Jun and Seungkwan... The ones who are good friends

Jisoo and Hansol... The ones who own the library

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A Tale as Old as Time...

It was an ordinary town, with an unordinary girl, who discovers a secret as old as time...

Warnings: death, fighting, anger, blood, kidnapping (yikes this is dark), weapons, Mingyu not nice :(, basically all the bad parts of beauty and the beast.

Characters

Chapter 1: In an ordinary village

Chapter 2: Making the deal

Chapter 3: Objects can talk

Chapter 4: Feelings and madness

Final Chapter: Happy Ending?

Main Masterlist

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You see, I can’t vote on the Beauty and the Beast poll without knowing the other possible stories to come where Wonwoo or Minghao might be a better fit… The one is my bias and the other is my bias wrecker, so I’ll read it either way, but I am stuck!

Yeah I get what you mean, but this is only a recent project I’ve thought of and I don’t know how many I will do because there aren’t many fairytales that will work so I might have to go onto some Disney movies instead. I will probably put up different poles for each story I do, but like I said everything is still new, so I haven’t brainstormed much. I will definitely take ideas for different characters the members might suit most though. I’ll probably need all the help I can get😅

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Hiiiii! I’m planning on writing just a mini series with the story line of beauty and the beast. All seventeen members will be included, however I am still trying to figure out who the lead male (beast) will be. I’m stuck between Minghao and Wonwoo. Who do you think will be best?

Minghao or Wonwoo?

Minghao

Wonwoo

Voting ended onAug 1, 2023

Also I am thinking of doing a few series with the members based on fairy tales with different members as the male lead. What do you think?

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Psycho

Genre: horror-ish (I don’t know how to describe it) Warnings: blood, murder

A/n: by the way, this is shit:) masterlist

It was a loud clatter that startled you out of your sleep. Your first instinct was to reach for Jun, but his side of the bed was empty and cold. He had told you that he would be home late tonight, and it seemed like he still had not come home.

It was silent. Too silent.

Slowly, you turned to check your phone. It was 1 am.

Another loud bang echoed through the house, startling you once more. Goosebumps trickled down your spine. Half of you was screaming at you to hide, call Jun, but your other side was curious.

After hearing one more noise, you flung the covers away and sat up, your legs dangling of the side off the bed. You slid down onto your knees and while keeping your eyes on the bedroom door, you reached under your bed and grabbed the knife that was hidden there.

You stood up, and began to walk to the door, knife gripped tightly in your hand, the blade shining slightly in the moonlight.

You reached out, heart banging against your chest, your head screaming at you to not, you opened the door.

The creak as it opened sent a wave of chills up your spine, it echoed through your ears.

However the house stayed silent.

Peaking around the door frame, you looked around the landing. It was pitch black.

Taking a deep breathe, you stepped out of the safety of the bedroom, a cool breeze flowing around you from the open window at the end of the hall, and made your way to the stairs.

You could only hear your heart pounding as you slowly made your way down, your sweaty hand readjusting it’s grip on the knife repeatedly as to not drop it.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs you paused. You looked around, ears pricked. Shuffling then could be heard.

You raised the knife, your knuckles turning white from how hard you were gripping it. Step by step, you made your way forward, all parts of your body on edge, when you stepped in something wet. You looked down, and the bold colour of red shone from the puddle.

You raised an eyebrow, looking up when the sound of shuffling got louder and louder, closer and closer, until you could see a black figure appear from the living room.

Quickly, you reached out and punched the hallway light on. Light flooded the hall, the dark figure now revealed to you.

" I thought I told you to clean up after you made a mess." you sighed, hand on your hip, knife now dangling loosely from your fingers.

Jun looked at you with a smile, blood splattered all across his face and all down his bare torso, probably also staining the black jacket he had on.

"I was going to..." he whined, dropping the body to the floor and walking over to you with a pout.

"And I also thought I told you to let me know when you get back home, you scared the absolute shit out of me." you scolded, pointing at him with your knife.

He chuckled, rubbing his neck, "Yeah, about that, it took me a while to drag him in the house and my hands are covered in blood."

He showed his hands and true to what he said, they were covered in the red goo. You sighed.

"Okay, that makes sense."

"Did I really scare you?" he chuckled, moving forward placing his bloody hands onto your waist, his head tilted as he looked into your eyes.

"Yes, you did." you pouted, making Jun chuckle again.

He leant his head to your shoulder, placing soft kisses up the side of your neck to your lips.

"Sorry love...." he whispered against your lips. You smiled at him cheekily.

"Hm, I'll only forgive you if you clean up this mess." you said.

He groaned, making you chuckle.

“Can’t I just do it tomorrow?” he whined, sticking his bottom lip out as far as it could go.

“By tomorrow all the blood will be dried and it’ll stain, so no.”

He grumbled again, letting go of your waist and turning to pick up the limp body on the floor. You smirked at the sight of it.

“Right then I’m going to take a shower, and throw this top in the bin since you got two huge bloody handprints on it.” you said, turning to go back up the stairs.

You could hear Jun still grumbling behind you, and you paused on the steps. You smiled.

“If you clean up quick you can join me~” you sang teasingly.

Then you heard Jun running down the hall, the sound of the body being dragged along the floor.