a/n: hiiii loves <3 i'm back (again), i know i take a lot of breaks but my mental health isn't too good this year and sometimes i struggle but you guys are amazing and so supportive and i adore you 💕
The day spent with Jeonghan was nice, he treated you to pizza and you both spent a considerable amount of time on the beach just watching the sun go down. It was like he knew exactly what calmed your nerves without you telling him. You always loved a sunset, the vibrant colours were euphoric, the oranges, the pinks and the gorgeous red sky as the sun was about to disappear was perfect.
"I think you're brave for what you did, like really brave, and I'm proud of you for not sitting quiet. He deserved it." Jeonghan's kind words left an impression on you. Hearing him say that meant a lot to you, you could tell those words were sincere and he meant them.
"Thanks, Jeonghan. I'll be honest, there was a part of me that wanted to just ignore it. To just block him again and pretend like it wasn't happening but I had to protect myself, my friends and anyone in the future he could have hurt." When you turn to face Jeonghan, he's already looking at you, you hate to admit it to yourself but he looks pretty when the orange from the sunset shines on his face, "You did the right thing, y/n. Because of you, you're safe. And you've saved others. But I can tell you right now, that had you not have said anything to anyone, we would have protected you. None of us would have allowed him to mess with you."
Unbeknownst to you, spending the day with you was something that Jeonghan never knew he needed until it happened. As the day was coming to a close, he didn't want it to end. He enjoyed spending time with you. He still felt guilty for how he had treated you and he wished you two could have been friends all the time. Every time you made eye contact with him, his heart raced a little. When you made your little sandcastle and took photos of it with such pride, seeing you smile after a terrifying experience with your ex made him smile. Watching you fall earlier in the day into a hole in the sand sent the both of you into fits of laughter, your contagious laughter had onlookers around you laughing too. It was a sound that Jeonghan was sure he would never be tired of hearing. And when the laughter died down, and he looked out onto the ocean, that's when it hit him: he had feelings for you and oh boy, were they strong.
genre: smut, strangers to lovers!AU (sorta) - minors dni.
warnings: hotel sex, oral (both receiving) protected sex, mean dom!mingyu, degradation, mild jealousy (reader is a carat and her bias ain't gyu lmao), spanking, rough sex, multiple orgasms and positions, fingering, squirting, pussy slapping, dirty talk, use of petnames, mentions of threesome, mentions of panic attack (it's not actually happening dw)
word count: 4k
summary: you're just a regular tourist in Seoul who visits a regular hotel to spend your nights. except the hotel isn't your regular one - let alone its patrons and needs.
Author's note: this is an altered version of a mingyu dream i had a few nights ago msdnfsmnfs thank you to @playmetheclassics for coming up with the title and @idyllic-ghost for beta-reading this fic 💕
“You know me, Hyun,” the man clad in total black clothing whips out his credit card to slide over the machine, the familiar sound of the accepted payment ringing like music to his ears.
“We’re all good! Here’s your key, sir.” The receptionist hands over the key to the unknown man and the latter heads off with a slight nod. A couple of bills is all he leaves behind for the receptionist - a thank you gift for his continuous discretion.
Lee Saejin. That was the registered name for the room reservation.
But it’s obviously a fake name - besides, nobody would really care if a random guy was staying over in a hotel surrounded by oddly well-kept rumors.
But the idol Kim Mingyu spending his nights off in this hotel, sleeping in the arms of a different person every time he visits? Press scandal worthy, to say the least.
So he settles with a silly fake name and escapes through the danger exit doors - not that he minds, when he gets much needed sexual relief after hellish weeks of tight-packed schedules.
All of the stressful thoughts are discarded once he steps into the room and he’s met with a gorgeous lady, sipping on what seems to be expensive champagne.
“Hey there,” Mingyu greets the woman as he discards his coat and takes the hem of his shirt to remove it.
“Let me do the dirty work, mister,” she gets up and holds his wrists, gently peeling them off the fabric so she can take it off herself, “Can’t have you doing more work than you already do, right?”
“As if you haven’t been working your pretty ass off, sweetheart,” he smirks and pulls her flush to his body, his hands kneading her ass over the silky dress.
“I think we should do less talking-”
“And more fucking?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“Ugh, why is it so hard to find a decent hotel at a decent price?!”
You want to slam your laptop on the table and crush it into tiny pieces. You have one chance to go to South Korea and the only thing that’s stopping you is finding a damn hotel to stay in.
It’s either an over-the-top super expensive hotel that you need to sell both of your kidneys to afford a couple of nights or it’s a very dingy motel in a suspicious neighborhood.
“No….Not this one….Definitely not this one….Not this one either….”
Suddenly your eyes fall on a neat-looking hotel, with a very good score in reviews.
“Oh? Perhaps?” You scroll through the pictures of the site, the hotel rooms looking exactly like what you’ve been looking for - it almost feels like it’s too good to be true.
You check out the reviews and a few giggles escape from your lips while reading them.
“You will not regret staying in this hotel ;)”
“10/10 would go visit again, spent the best nights of my LIFE”
“you’ll literally spot celebrities in there I’M NOT FUCKING KIDDING”
“Celebrities? Wow, people have a lot of humor,” you chuckle, “But it’s a pretty good hotel - Got nothing to lose, right?”
You don’t hesitate to book a room with a double bed (a girl just wants to lay like a starfish) and pay with your credit card, the booking confirmation arriving in your mail inbox shortly after. You proceed to book your flight tickets with a beaming smile on your face, excitement coursing through your entire body in the forms of jitters.
I’m gonna have so much fun.
You feel like you were put in the blender and got splattered on the floor.
Maybe it’s because you haven’t traveled by plane in a long time, maybe it was the duration of the flight, or a combination of the two - either way, you just wanted to faceplant in the mattress of the hotel bed.
You feel very grateful to the taxi driver who offered to carry your suitcase until the entrance of the hotel. You thank him for the ride and hand over the corresponding amount of money, bidding him farewell.
You walk through the glass doors of the hotel and you suddenly feel very much awake.
The whole place feels so luxurious yet not intimidating, as if it’s calling you to explore its deepest parts. You look around you and see people waiting at the lobby, the majority of them wearing face masks and you feel conscious for not wearing one.
You timidly approach the reception counter, dragging your suitcase behind you. You ring the bell on the marble counter and wait for someone to appear.
“Good evening, miss. What can I do for you?” The receptionist appears and you’re blown away from how dashing he looks.
“Um, hello, I’ve booked a room under the name Y/N L/N? I-It’s one with a-”
“A double bed, yes, I am aware,” the man chuckles, “It’s not like we have single beds in this hotel.”
“Excuse me?”
“I said that the rooms in our hotel do not have single beds.”
You blink twice. Is he serious right now?
“Um,” you scratch your cheek, “May I ask why?”
“Miss Y/N, are you aware of the services we provide here?”
“What is that supposed to mean? Isn’t this just a regular hotel where people spend a few nights to rest after visiting Seoul?”
He takes a quick glance left and right and moves his fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion and you inch closer, purely out of curiosity.
“Do you see all those people waiting here?”
You nod in agreement.
“They wear facial masks because they don’t want to be recognized in public.”
Your eyes go wide and your brain recalls all of the reviews you read online - they were fucking true.
“Are you saying that they come here to fuck?!”
“Shhh! Don’t be so loud!” he shushes you in a panic, “But yeah, that’s what they’re here for - that’s what this hotel is for, technically.”
Just your fucking luck.
“There was none of that crap on the website!” You whisper in a state of panic.
“What did you expect, miss? To write ‘hello we have rooms for you to fuck your brains out with other people’?” He deadpans with a straight face.
“Okay fine, you have a point,” you huff in annoyance, “But isn’t that, like….Illegal?”
“Illegal? Oh no no, there are no sex workers here, only people of high social profile who want to have a good time,” he clarifies, “We’re just the confidential party who run this hotel.”
“So, um..” you trail off, “Does that mean I’m obligated to share a room with someone here?”
“Of course not! You did book a room for one person, after all.”
“Okay….” you answer and think for a while, but your thoughts are as clear as a cobweb.
“You can call me Hyunjin, by the way.” The receptionist introduces himself after a long time.
You give him a quick smile and go back to the ordeal of putting your thoughts in a coherent order.
“Hey, Hyunjin?”
“Yes?”
“Do idols come here too?”
The man licks his lips before smirking.
“I am not allowed to disclose such information, my dear.”
“So they do,” you narrow your eyes at him.
“Again, I am not allowed to disclose such information.”
“Fine, I’ll find out for myself, then.” You muster up your confidence.
“Excellent,” Hyunjin smiles and pulls out a piece of paper and a tablet, “Want me to hand you over a pen?”
“Yes please,” you answer without lifting your head from the papers you’re reading, quickly realizing it is indeed, a NDA. Of course they would have those.
You carefully check all of the pages (including the footnotes) and you sign the NDA without a fuss, Hyunjin’s signature following right after.
“What’s that for?” You look at the bright screen, filled with a list of names and X marks.
“This is where we store the information of our regular clients and the rooms they usually stay in,” he explains, “The X marks next to the names you see indicate that these people are already with someone…If you get what I mean. Also, there are the gender symbols to indicate...well, their gender.”
A notification comes up in your phone and you slide it out of your pocket, mumbling a quick sorry to Hyunjin, so you can text your friend back that you made it safely to Seoul. The man takes a quick glance at your phone case, pursing his lips tight.
“Okay, where were we? The clients, right?”
“Yes. That is, if you want to try meeting one of them - You can always keep your reservation as it is and quietly spend your nights here on your double bed.”
“Well,” you bite your bottom lip, “I’m a single girl in Seoul to have fun, might as well get laid with someone hot, right?” You tilt your head in a cheeky way.
“As you wish, miss - Have you decided on who you’re gonna pick?”
“Hmm, let’s see…”
You carefully check the list with all the unmatched names and your eyes fixate on the name Lee Saejin.
“This one.”
Now it’s Hyunjin’s turn to be surprised, but he’s only allowed to nod and do the reservations.
“You just had a really weird expression on your face.”
“Who, me? Nope, definitely not!” He defends himself while trying to put down the necessary information to complete the process.
“What’s wrong with the name I picked?”
“Nothing at all,” he bites back a smile, “On the contrary, you picked a really good one.”
“Okay….” you side eye him, “Can I go now?”
“You’re too eager for someone who looked like splattered jam on the floor not too long ago.” He hands you over the card key for the room.
“You’re one peculiar receptionist,” you take the key and drag your suitcase on the smooth floor.
“Hope you enjoy your stay in Hotel Voluptas, miss!” Hyunjin yells before you disappear behind the elevator doors, which earns him a few irritated glares from other guests. He clears his throat and absentmindedly smooths over his hair and clothes, going back to his business
“Hoo boy, she’s in for a real treat.”
You feel like a lunatic.
If anyone else was in your shoes, they would have run the fuck out of this place and take the first flight back home.
But you feel excited. Almost ecstatic.
You never thought the reviews/rumors you had heard about Hotel Voluptas were actually true but now that you’re one step away from finding out who Lee Saejin truly is.
You take a deep breath before opening the door and check underneath your shirt to make sure you’re wearing a pretty lingerie set - just in case, you know.
You slide the card key over the electronic lock and the door opens. You enter the room and you quickly realize there’s nobody inside.
“Huh? That’s weird,” you close the door behind you and set your suitcase next to the wardrobe. You take a look around the room, noticing how neat and pristine it looks. You sit on the bed and touch the sheets, your palm gliding over the silk.
“Damn, that’s real luxury right here.” You let out a low whistle.
“You should see the jacuzzi, that’s peak luxury.”
The unknown voice scares you so much you end up falling down on the carpeted floor with a thud.
“Ouch…”
“Shit, I’m sorry! Are you okay?” The stranger bends down to help you stand on your feet, your ass slightly stinging from the sudden impact.
“Yeah, I think so-” you raise your head and look at his face, any coherent sentence dying down in your throat and any rational thought disappearing from your brain.
The man standing in front of you - the half naked man - is Kim Mingyu.
Kim fucking Mingyu of Seventeen.
You cover your mouth in shock, sitting on the bed to realize what the fuck is going on.
“You must be Y/N, right?” Mingyu speaks.
“No, I’m not.”
“What? But I’m sure Hyunjin sent me the correct info…”
“Wait, my info?!”
“Um, yeah. For the NDA, y’know?”
“Oh. Right.”
You don’t know if you want to jump out of the window or jump his bones right this instant.
“I know this is sudden, but that’s how things work in here,” he flashes his signature smile, his perfectly white canines shining brighter than your future.
“Is this even real?”
“You can always touch me, y’know?”
“NO!”
“No?”
“Wait, I mean yeah- Shit, I-”
“Do you need some time alone? I’m kind of worried right now,” Mingyu admits with a nervous look, “I don’t want you to panic right now.”
“I just- Hyunjin did tell me that celebrities come here, but I didn’t expect to see YOU of all people!” You admit with a wheeze.
“I mean, I am a guy with sexual needs as well.” He lets out a chuckle.
“But you were supposed to be at your dorms and resting!”
“Says who?”
“The news channel live…..You left the airport with the members in the cars….So I assumed you….” You trail off, your voice getting quieter.
“So you’re a fan, huh,” he smirks, “That makes it even better.”
“Y-Yeah, hence the shock….”
“You’re really cute, you know that?”
“Oh, so now you’re gonna pull the shit you do at fansigns, huh?” Your demeanor changes as you sit up on the bed.
“Is it working?” He towers over you, adjusting the towel around his waist, your eyes zoning on the water droplets cascading from his beefy chest all the way down to his v-line.
“Maybe.” You admit and you feel your cheeks flaring up as he climbs on the bed, his body frame hovering above yours.
“Good, that means my game is still going strong.”
“Or your fans are way too whipped for you.”
“You’re not a gyuldaengie?”
Fuck, wrong move.
“Who is it, darling?”
“Not telling you.” You challenge him.
“No need to tell me, I already know either way.” He grins like an imp as he stretches his arm to pick up your phone from the floor.
“Wonwoo hyung, huh?”
“Hey, give that back!” You try to take the phone back, but he pins your wrists above your head with his hand.
“You wish he was here instead of me?”
“And what about it?”
“Too bad he’s a fucking loser who does gaming lives for his fans.”
“Shut up, I love those!”
“Of course you do - It’s just that fucking pretty girls like you is way more fun, don’t you think?”
You let out a shaky breath at his words - Kim Mingyu just called you pretty and it has you melting on the spot.
“Can I kiss you?” He asks you with a whisper.
“Please.”
It’s all Mingyu needs to put his lips on yours, his hands now perched on your clothed body, fingers dancing dangerously around the hem of your shirt.
“Just take it off already!” You squirm underneath him.
“So demanding, tsk…” He takes off your shirt and unbuttons your jeans, leaving you only in your lingerie.
“Demanding yet dressed for the occasion, I see.”
“It was coincidental!” You defend yourself, “I just like wearing pretty underwear, is that bad?”
“Not at all, darling,” he licks his bottom lip, “I always appreciate pretty things on pretty people.”
He presses a chaste kiss on the column on your neck, and another one on your collarbone, and a lot more scattered over your chest and abdomen, paying extra attention to your lower stomach, just above the hem of your thong.
“G-Gyu-”
“Oh so we’re on a nickname basis now?” Mingyu hooks his fingers on the thin elastic band and slides it down your legs, letting out a whistle when he spreads your thighs all the way to your hip bones.
“Not that I mind you calling me Gyu, obviously.”
“You’re so insufferable, oh my God, just lic- AH!”
You moan out loud when he parts your lower lips with his thumbs and starts sucking on your clit.
You thread your hands in his silky black hair, pulling it each time he presses his tongue a bit harder on the spots that make you squirm beneath him.
You always knew Mingyu had very attractive lips, but feeling them making out with your pussy in such a sloppy manner makes your head spin.
You let out a particularly loud moan when you feel his thumb stretch your hole, all while he spits on your clit just to lick it even harder than before, followed by a particularly harsh suck.
“Fuck!” Your thighs squirm and almost close around his head, but he keeps them open with his arms, his chocolate eyes staring at you.
“You’re really squirmish, aren’t you?”
“It’s not my fault-”
“That I’m eating your pussy so good you don’t want me to stop?”
God, you really want to slap him. But he’s right.
“Aren’t you going to say anything, darling?”
“You stopped eating my pussy.”
Mingyu clicks his tongue in annoyance and flips you around, lifts your ass and goes back to eat you out like a starved animal.
“Oh my- Fuck, it feels so fucking good, Gyu!”
“Oh yeah? Would Wonwoo hyung eat you like this?” He smacks your ass.
“Mmmfh-”
“Answer me, pretty girl.” He smacks your ass again, a bit harder this time.
“I won’t fucking tell you!”
“Bratty little bitch,” he clicks his tongue in annoyance and gets up from his place, circling the bed to stand in front of you, finally dropping his towel.
Big would be too little of a word to describe what hangs between his legs.
You gulp audibly, mouth salivating at the sight of his deliciously thick cock, your insides jolting at the thought of his length splitting you in half.
“What, you see a nice dick and turn all dumb and drooly?” He pumps his cock with his fist right in front of your face.
You crawl a bit closer to him and slap his hand away to wrap your lips around the fat tip, pushing his cock deeper in your mouth.
“You’re so much more eager than I thought, sweetheart,” Mingyu groans and puts his hand deep in your hair, “Would you suck Wonwoo’s cock like that too, darling?”
“I’d suck it harder,” you take out his cock and stroke it with your hand, a shit-eating grin on your face, “Does that answer your question?”
He pokes his cheek with his tongue and slaps your cheek with his cock twice before he’s pushing you on your back again.
“Well too bad he’s not here now.” He opens one of the nightstand drawers and pulls out a condom, ripping the packaging with his teeth to roll the latex over his cock.
He climbs on the bed again and throws your legs on his shoulders, tapping his dick on your slicked cunt a few times.
“I’ll just fuck you to oblivion instead.”
“Now I know why everyone calls you an overgrown puppy,” you giggle, “You’re all bark and no bite, Gyu.”
Your lips morph into an ‘O’ shape when Mingyu slams his dick inside you, knocking the breath out of your lungs.
“I’ve had enough of you running your mouth all evening,” he grits his teeth and tugs your bra down, letting your breasts out of the lace, “For someone who was so shocked to find out that people fuck in this place, you’re awfully bratty.”
“Then fuck the attitude out of me, big guy,” you taunt him, “Just like you’ve been boasting all evening.”
“With pleasure.”
Mingyu folds you in half and starts drilling his cock in your pussy with a newfound hunger, all the exhaustion he had accumulated from the flight gone in the blink of an eye.
“Your pussy is so fucking good, taking my cock like a fucking champ.” He moans and gropes your tits, his big hands squeezing the soft flesh.
“Your cock fucks me so good, Gyu, you’re so good to me, fuck!” You grip the sheets, nails digging into the silk.
“Oh yeah? Dick so good you’re not thinking about that bias of yours anymore?”
Your pussy clenches around his shaft, Mingyu’s eyes turning hooded.
"You greedy little slut," he juts his hips a bit more forcefully, "You would love to fuck Wonwoo, wouldn't you?"
Yes, you definitely would - you can't even bring yourself to count the times you've thirsted over the cat-like man in glasses for the most dumb reasons.
"Of course a pretty slut like you cannot be satisfied with one dick," he speeds up his thrusts, "Need something to fill your bratty mouth with, right?"
"F-Fuck, yes!" You cry out, thighs starting to tense on his shoulders.
"Maybe I should take a picture of you sucking my dick like a lolly and send it to hyung," he taunts you, "Show him what his fans are actually doing in their free time."
"Shit, Gyu!" You scream Mingyu's name and your back arches off the mattress as you cum around his cock, giving him the green light to fuck you through your orgasm, while he chases his own.
It doesn't take him long to tip off the edge and reach his own climax, filling up the condom with his cum. He quickly discards the soiled latex in the trash bin under the nightstand and lays right next to you, a wicked smile playing on his face.
"Why are you smiling like th- Oof!" You gasp when he pulls you flush to his chest and throws your leg over his hip, burying two fingers knuckle deep in your cunt.
He rapidly fucks his digits in your spent hole as he grinds his palm on your clit, trying to force one more orgasm out of your body.
And he does.
He watches your body shake harder than before and you squirt all over his hand and thighs, eyes nearly rolling at the back of your skull from the intensity of your orgasm.
He pulls out his fingers and licks them clean with his mouth, letting them go with a lewd sound.
"W-What….was that for?" You pant.
"For good measure." He grins.
"....Manwhore." You curse under your breath and Mingyu lands a smack on your pussy, making you yelp from the impact.
"Says the girl who wants to fuck two idols of the same group."
"And what about it?! A girl can always
dream!" You protest.
"Some dreams can become a reality," he says, "That is, if you ask the right people."
"You're not actually thinking of sending him a post-sex image, are you?!"
"Are you crazy? Of course not, that NDA has my signature too, missy," he deadpans, "I just said that to rile you up."
"Of course you did." You roll your eyes at him.
"So….how long are you staying in Seoul?"
"A week," you reply, "Why do you ask?"
"I was thinking…." Mingyu trails one finger on your collarbone.
"Yes?"
"If I convince that loser of a hyung I have as my roommate to get out of his gaming chair, maybe you'll get to live your dirty little fantasy."
"Are you- Is this a joke? Because if you're fucking with me, you better drop it."
"I'm 100% serious, love," he dips his finger on the valley of your breasts, "As long as everyone consents to it, I'm down to share. If you behave as well, of course."
You don't hesitate to nod affirmatively and climb on top of him, giving him a passionate kiss as a thank you.
"There's something you need to know though."
"What is it, darling?"
"I have an IUD and I'm clean, got checked last month."
Mingyu blinks twice and purses his lips in a thin line.
"You better prepare yourself for next time, sweetheart," he grips your ass, "And don't worry about our little playdate getting out of here." He presses a kiss on your neck.
"What happens in Hotel Voluptas, stays in Hotel Voluptas."
Genre: Strangers to Enemies to Friends to ???, social media au, chef au, musician au, slow burn, fluff, implied smut, angst, slight crack, and drama.
Summary: While gallivanting around the world pursuing his love for music and architecture, Yoongi was forced to come back home when Seokjin, his older brother, asked him for help to run the family business. Having been born with a silver spoon, Yoongi longed for a bit of normalcy and independence; hence, agreeing with Seokjin’s request didn’t come without any of his own conditions— first, he’s going to oversee the hotel’s kitchen; second, he’s gonna let him live a normal life— no luxury cars, no high-rise building apartment, no special treatment. Yoongi was pleased that everything seemed to be going well with his return… until he met you, the roadblock to everything his brother has agreed to.
Legend: ✏️ Written Chapter ⏭ Time Skip
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🎹 INTRO - Get to know the characters here!
🎹 Part 1 - Expect the Unexpected
🎹 Part 2 - Housewarming Present
🎹 Part 3 - Not Creepy
🎹 Part 4 - Favorite Girl
🎹 Part 5 - Back for Good
🎹 Part 6 - Of Cookies and Music Sheets
🎹 Part 7 - What Macarons?
🎹 Part 8 - Min MEAN Yoongi
🎹 Part 9 - Soothing Music
🎹 Part 10 - Stay the Night
🎹 Part 11 - Piano Duet
🎹 Part 12 - Not Tony Montana
💃🏼 Bonus - Yeleena with a J
🎹 Part 13 - Reinventing Barbie
🎹 Part 14 - Proper Introduction
🎹 Part 15 - Make It Right
🎹 Part 16 - Secret’s Out
🎹 Part 17 - Turning Point
🎹 Part 18 - Strawberry Shortcake
🎹 Part 19 - More Than Enough ✏️
🎹 Part 20 - The View
🎹 Part 21 - Sneaky Yoongi
🐰 Bonus - Jungkook
🎹 Part 22 - Little Daisies
🎹 Part 23 (1 of 2) - Low Maintenance
🎹 Part 23 (2 of 2) - Something Like… You
🎹 Part 24 - Citrus Galette with a Dash of Overthinking
pairing: yoongi x reader
style: social media au || written series
genre: fluff || angst
tropes: college au || fake dating || rich!yoongi || escort!reader
summary:
acquiesce v. to accept something reluctantly but without protest.
two strangers need each other to rewrite their story that was already written for them. yoongi needs y/n to keep his dream alive and y/n needs yoongi to keep her secret hidden. the two strangers form an unlikely alliance of playing pretend.
pairing: human!jungkook x mermaid!reader
summary: your routined excursion to the above world is at risk thanks to the harmless-looking stranger who might still be a threat to the discovery of your existence.
rating: nc-17 | word count: 1k
genre/au: fluff, modern retelling, fantasy, dark comedy, little mermaid!au
warnings/content: alcohol consumption, threats (playfully tho), near-death experience
a/n: to celebrate the official release of the Little Mermaid live-action movie and MerMay, here’s a small thing from me ig cuz i can’t just let this jungkook go. poll who atp sorry y’all i wrote this when i was missing him sm 😭
The moon has always enamoured you.
The clouds around it add to the picturesque of what you could have painted if artworks can be perfectly stored underwater.
Watching it from above water is unparalleled when you’re observing it from underneath. You bask in the moonlight, occasionally closing your eyes and imagining being able to moon gaze like this every night. That would be impossible including staying here any longer as it is strictly forbidden for you to be out here in the open on land.
It doesn’t matter as long as no one discovers you here—
“omg, a giant fish!”
You whirled right away in the direction of the loud voice, spotting its owner, a man walking sluggishly by the seashore towards you. Panic rushes through you at the prospect of being identified, your mind prompting you to think of possible ways of escape.
The position you are currently, sitting on top of the huge rocks unfortunately doesn’t give you much of an advantage to attack him unless he comes near. And he was slurring words that you’re trying to decipher. He doesn’t appear to have any weapons with him except for that strange transparent object in one hand with gold liquor in it.
You ready your stance the closer he gets, bracing both your clawed hands in front of you. He might use that object or the liquor against you. One of your advantages is the lack of enough light where the scenario would’ve been different had it been during the day. You move your tail behind you so he won’t be able to see it further.
“oh wait, you’re pretty for a fish!” the strange man starts to giggle as a points at you and you’re in confusion.
Did he just compliment you? Aren’t humans supposed to be scared of your kind?
“i’m not a fish” you declare calmly despite the wave of anxiousness bubbling in you. He may be just a human but he could also be acting all innocent, a perfect bait to lure you to his other comrades that may be hiding somewhere.
Waiting to capture you.
Your father warned you of how vicious humans are so you must not trust him even though he seemed harmless. You’ve looked around and a bit of relief washes through you when you found no one on the shore aside from him. Still, you mustn’t lower your guard.
You continue to observe the man as he continues to walk where you’re sitting by the rocks. Only then you can see his face more clearly. He’s pleasing to look at, different from the humans that you’ve seen in fishing boats before. Wearing only a plain white shirt, its top buttons are undone which makes him more dashing than he already is.
The simple loose pants he’s wearing perk your interest as you quite can’t figure out what material it was made of yet.
“i must be drunk holy shit, i’m talking to a fish” he continues to laugh, smiling brightly while looking up to the sky and you’re getting warier of what he is planning.
You’re running out of time and this man is wasting it. You promised the others that you won’t be that long. You wouldn’t want them to come back and find you in a company of a human boy.
He’s right in front of you now, drinking what’s left of the strange object he’s holding before placing it on the dark sand. You’re surprised that he was able to stand up again, wobbly, sure, but it did not affect how he’s acting around you.
Quite the opposite for you the closer he gets.
Your eyes couldn’t help but follow his right arm, adorned with dark markings, some with colour but you couldn’t see the rest of it since he rolled his sleeves up until his elbows.
“how can i be a fish and talk to you like this?”
The man stares at you with furrowed eyebrows, confusion evident on his face. Only then that you notice his hair, slightly damp curly that almost reaches the base of his neck.
“i can see your tail” he responds with a bit of clarity now, still confused but his curiosity overpowered it. He’s now trying to see behind the rocks, to see more of what the moonlight can show. He looks adorable, tip-toeing to get a glimpse of your tail and you’re tempted to show him just so he can leave you alone.
Fully revealing yourself could scare him or not but you’ll try. It worked with others before along with many threats. If not, then you could kill him though he doesn’t look like he can harm you in this state.
“i could eat you, but i'm full already” you hiss, trying to sound threatening and staring him down with a glare but the man starts laughing hysterically instead.
"i'm supposed to be eating you since you're a fish" he wheezes as he shakes his head, enough for him to lose his balance.
You catch him just in time and you have no idea why you did. You could’ve just let him fall on the rocks in front of you and call your sisters for another feast but you couldn’t find it in you to let it happen.
“damn..strong..fish” he slurred before losing consciousness in your arms. In a strange way, you find yourself smiling at the stranger’s remarks. He might be well-built but he weighs like nothing to you with your inhuman strength.
Up close, his rosy cheeks are glowing and you’re unable to avoid touching them, feeling the warmth coursing through you. Albeit your body’s much colder than humans, it piques your interest that he feels warmer than the others you’ve held before. You can also smell the bitter scent wafting off of him, leading you to think that all this was because of that golden liquor that he consumed.
You eye the glassy object, looking back and forth between him and it on what to do next. But his face distracts you again, noticing the pieces of jewelry on him. A silver necklace is peeking out underneath his shirt and only his right ear has silver bands on them. You’ve also noticed a ring-like silver metal attached to the right corner of his lower lip.
Is this a new way of putting on jewelry?
It seems that you have plenty of things to catch up on and this man might help you with it.
But will he when once wakes up or will he turn out just like the others?
e/n: i have big plans for this one but we’ll see lmao. lmk what you think tho!
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