"At least my rage is red It's the closest to love that you'll ever get "
GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU x SLYTHERIN!READER
✧ : yandere!beomgyu, harry potter au, dark themes, tension, mentions of stalking and obsession, kind off unrequited love and open ending, dark romance, forbidden, angst, fluff if you squint, making out — my memory about Harry Potter is actually brain-dead and foggy. please don't burn me, but like these are just thoughts, so please excuse me this time heh mwah, so maybe very self-indulgent, but enjoy!
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GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU would be playful, charismatic, smart, the usual lovely Beomgyu who is popular with his friend group — Soobin a Hufflepuff, Yeonjun the only guy you knew the best since both of you are Slytherin, Taehyun who you heard is a Ravenclaw, and Kai who is also a Hufflepuff.
Everyone knows him, you know him too. You aren't rivals nor friends. Just acquaintances, you made sure of that. Since you just didn't bother or be interested in people in other houses, it was a bit of a hassle.
GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU sulks about it. Why can't you look at him? Did he do something wrong? Is he that boring to you? He wants to be friends with you badly, or even more. The first time he saw you was when you guys were still being sorted to your respective houses. And he felt his heart flutter randomly, making eye contact with you.
GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU then made it his goal to do well in Hogwarts not only for the sake of it, so that he could also impress you, but it just doesn't work... at the end of the day, his favorite thing to do was to observe you... to get to know you! He won't admit it's stalking.
GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU who knows you aren't coy, and that you feel him every time he looks at you. Especially when his gaze undeniably burns. So why won't his beloved Slytherin give in to him, hm? Just for a bit could make him so happy.
Thus, you make sure to put a protection spell on yourself so nothing happens to you, especially when a certain boy seems to be watching over you. And yet you do the same.
After all, you can't just let it slide. You need to know what his intentions are and why he is acting so strange to you. But obviously, he was hard to figure out without him discovering that you've been doing the same. You know for a fact it would make his heart burst if he ever finds out, which is dangerous.
GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU, who you wouldn't admit, is a person you find difficult to decode. Deep down you know he's hiding something. It tempts you, truly. That it makes you consider being friends with him, at least. He would act like a sick, loyal, droopy puppy in your presence to deceive you. A Gryffindor with such a trait — It's odd, no? He acts way more cunning than you, a proud Slytherin. And the thought prickles through your skin.
GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU who you don't understand how easily he gets turned on with the way you fight the desperation to figure him out. Now that he's got your attention, what else could he ask for? He's all you've been thinking about, he's all you've been worrying about it. He's haunting you like a plague, just as you try your best to avoid him even more.
GRYFFINDOR!BEOMGYU who isn't mean, no matter how many times you brush off his affection. But he's sure that you will come around, sooner. Is willing to let you in on a little secret of his. You'd think that gesture is romantic.
So what would you do now that you found out the lovesick puppy‐like Gryffindor is actually part of the Death Eaters?
You believe that those phrases or curses you hear from muggles were utterly childish and immature, but sinking in this discovery couldn't avoid you from simply saying — Shit. What the absolute fuck. And you just wish the ghosts of your ancestors would not hear that from you.
You would have never thought unwrapping a secret could lead you down to a situation where Hogwarts were also under attack. You had at least a bit of reasoning that it wouldn’t be this bad even if deep down you felt something dark trying to unveil parts of him carefully. In between terror, you managed to find a safe room in the castle of the school.
When you thought indulging a bit into your admirer's attention wouldn't be that bad, you should've listened to that saying about; “Curiosity kills the cat—”
“Doesn't it?” Because It does. It infuriates you. His honey-laced voice dripped with a tone of mockery, sending a sickening emotion down your spine. Your name at the tip of his tongue like he's saying a vow. The way he fawns over your cornered figure was just like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
It led down to the situation you were in right now. It was only the two of you, life and death. The room was safe, for now. Away from the Death Eaters, away from Voldemort, but not from him. Choi Beomgyu.
Should you have calculated these outcomes better, he still would’ve found a way to get this close to you. He is persistent in nature, something you have observed. And it riles up even more when it’s you. To him, it’s all you, because of you, for you. And he made it very clear up until now.
Your competitive nature doesn't doubt the both of you. As you were trying your best to keep your composure in front of him. As a Slytherin, you had pride for your house and for your blood. A Gryffindor wouldn't faze you that simply. Especially a pathetic one who's a follower of Voldemort's cult. “You think you got me all figured out, Gryffindor boy?” You spout harmless daggers while you grip on your wand instinctively.
Beomgyu laughs lightly at your words like it's child's play. Daring to even smile at you ever so smittenly like nothing is wrong. “I could ask the same thing. But I’m getting close, aren’t I?” You could only answer him with silence, earning a slight hurt look from him. But covering it immediately with a smile once again. It made you wonder how nobody is looking for him, the same way how it always made you wonder how he never gets caught by any of the professors or even students with his peculiar behavior towards you.
Because before all of this chaos, you remember lounging in the common room with your close friends. And you tried to bring up the strange encounters you found yourself with the Gryffindor. But they seem to be even more weirded out by it because they observed nothing from him that he would not even have the slightest interest towards you even when you were unguarded for a bit. That it just left you dumbfounded. It’s as if he made sure that his fondness for you were only meant to the two of you.
To do anything at the moment was too risky. The safe room was just a temporary refuge. You could make a single noise and expect a death eater attacking you with no remorse. But of course, the guy in front of you was bold. He stood in front of you unfazed with the danger around the corner. While you were sitting on the ground with your hands behind you to give you support. You guessed that he was the one who let them infiltrate Hogwarts. Since it was just the two of you, there was no harm in asking not when a lot of things were already in shambles.
“Did you do this?” He immediately caught on to what you said, “Yes.” The brown-haired boy confesses it to you casually that all you could do was scoff. You think it’s pathetic. From up close, you could see the way he bats his lashes towards you. As well as the dark chilling mark embedded in his left arm. That you haven’t even realized that he crouched down towards you, trying to close the gap between the both of you. But before he was able to do so, you pointed your wand at his chest. Stopping him abruptly.
Earning a frustrated whine from him. You notice the slight way his lips jutted into a pout, his brown-orbed eyes that glimmered at the sight of you. Without a doubt it made your stomach churn with uneasiness. “Cut it out with your charades, Beomgyu and tell me what you want from me?”
“Now you’re just playing hard to get, sweetheart. I’ve made it clear that I solely want you.” He leans in closer to you, not even slightly bothered with how your wand was piercing his chest. He just lets himself be drawn to your presence, savoring your state, your scent, your proximity.
“And I assure you none of this has to do with you. But it did give me the opportunity to find you like this.” Beomgyu reassures you while he gently places a hand on your cheek and nuzzles his face against yours. “Alone. All mine—” Before you could try to push him away further, he grips both of your wrists firmly. Not too tight, but strong enough for you to stop your antics as he doesn’t plan to hurt you at all. He could never think of doing that even if he was ordered to do so.
“I wouldn’t even dare to be with someone like you—” You tried to argue, brushing him off coldly. “Don’t say that…” He denies your rejection as if he was a puppy kicked into the slumps, yet still wagging its tail. It baffled you. All of this felt ridiculous. “You’re pathetic.” Was the only thing you groaned out, clearly done with all of this. You hear him chuckle, seemingly enjoying the sight of you distressed.
Tender fingers graze your lips like a prized possession. “Can I kiss you?” He suddenly asks. “Just once, please?”
“What makes you think I’d even give you a chance?” You ask him, still looking at you unfazed with your constant rejections. “You really hate me that much?” He whispers, eyes unusually serious. You feel that taunting fury again, this time it feels more desperate. It undeniably yearns for you, both of you know it always had. Yet you feel it burn brighter for you up close.
“You’re a liar, a deceiver, a death eater.” You say cruelly while you drag your want across his chest to his neck, pointing and grazing the tip of your wand to his Adam's apple.
“You’re basically a taboo, Choi Beomgyu.” And those words pierced through his heart. Successfully placing a dagger in it. For a second, you couldn’t tell if he was still breathing.
“Then hex me. If that is the closest thing you could ever give me from a kiss.”
You never realized how quiet the room was not up until now when you hear how loud your breath hitched hearing him surrender himself that simply to you. Nor you realized how small the room you are hiding could be this claustrophobic not up until now you feel an insufferable pounding. You couldn’t tell if it was your heart or his, but all you knew is that it ached. Out of all the things between you and Beomgyu, maybe it was the only thing you couldn’t deny. It was hard to deny.
Every second, every minute, every day. Years, it got harder to ignore. So maybe just this once, the thin line that keeps the both of you apart, snaps without a thought. That you didn’t care how his hands that used to be holding your wrists moments ago were now on your waist, pulling you unto his lap delicately. Or when a thud came from the sound of your wand dropping to the cold floor that you tightly gripped on earlier with your sweaty palms to defend yourself, were now cradling the certain Gryffindor you’ve been so persistent to avoid.
Or even the way you finally felt how soft his lips felt against yours, like it was made for one another. It felt like every swirl of emotion. Without any words spoken, both of you knew, both of you felt it in between every clash of tongue and teeth. It was carnal greed, desperation, and hunger. Hands and fingertips explored each other with burning need. The raw noises and cries from the back of your throats were savored like wine.
Yet, everything felt like sin. The temptation that crawled in your skin felt like forever to wash off and now you finally gave in. Choi Beomgyu successfully bewitched you. And he’s happy with what he now does to you. It feels twisted but you know pulling away from its sweet invitation would make it even harder for you to resist. And that enrages you, but what could you do?
After all, escaping now was a high price to afford without him. He has you here, he could keep you safe and company while the school is being attacked. And he made sure of that. His presence in debt to your skin, repeatedly taunting you. Entangled with his sickening, dark, and crimson affection.
CHOI SOOBIN x FEM!READER
⟢ : fluff, smut, fingering, making out,
a bit of size difference, teasing, soft dom!soobin..
— you put stickers on Soobin.
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Hanging out with your boyfriend Soobin in your bedroom. He always looks so cute and handsome, today was no different. Effortlessly dressed in his casual attire, a simple shirt and jeans. The way his outfit wraps perfectly around his whole body, his small waist showing off. it still makes your stomach flutter. But you haven't complimented it to him about that.. yet.
Both of you guys are on your bed laughing while you put on cute stickers on him. He's so sweet and kind, just letting you do all these things to him. Always letting you drag him whatever you want to do because he's happy enough that you enjoy spending time with him.
You were trying to choose another sticker while he gently wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you closer unto his lap. "Soobin, which one?" you asked him, trying to decide from another heart shaped sticker or a flower design one. Looking at your lovely boyfriend who's already adorned with multiple stickers. And with Soobin who also has the most adorable view just admiring his girlfriend pouting at him with a question.
Both of you just stared at each other for a moment, completely smitten with one another. "Hmm, I can't choose either, baby. Why not both?" he says as he rubs his hands to your sides and curves. "No, pick this time. That's also your answer for the past few sticker packs." you whined at him. He chuckled at your behavior "The small flower.”
“Okay, the flower it is,” you mumbled softly, picking the colorful flower gem from the sticker sheet. Placing it delicately at the corner of his eyes. You feel his hands continuing to wander further, making you shiver as you look at him. You leaned closer to his face and gave him a peck on the lips to hide your flustered look. But it doesn’t go unnoticed by him as he pulls you closer and kisses you again. Making you melt against his soft lips, deepening the kiss.
Soobin smiles against your lips before trailing downwards to your neck. You sigh his name, trying your best to not squirm as you put another sticker on his hand this time. "Soobin..." Feeling his hands slip beneath the waistband of your shorts, it felt so good. "Can I, baby?" he whispered softly against your ear. A small nod came from you and allowed himself to slide past your panties.
He groaned at the way his fingers slid perfectly to your warm folds. Rubbing circles on your clit and continuesly teased your folds, making you squirm badly. Even getting more hot from each gentle stroke he does on you. Soobin watches you make these sweet sounds even when he hasn't even slipped in a single finger inside of you.
You have seemed to give up on focusing as you clinged unto his shirt. Writhing shyly against his delicate fingers that you decorated. He chuckled as he gently slipped one finger, making you gasp from the sensation. He felt you walls immediately clench so he uses his other hand to hold you down from moving too much, his strength was evident without even trying. He's just so big.
Soobin is obviously teasing you. The way he's cooing into your ear. "You can do it, baby. I know you can." The way he does everything in such a slow pace, it's too much for you. You feel every inch and movement of his finger as he continues to thrust it in and out of you so gently. And he loves it, he loves getting every reaction of you.
Peppering kisses around your face, making you feel even more drunk from the pleasure he's giving you. He makes his pace faster as he notices your sounds becoming louder. Your words are incoherent, but your boyfriend knows well what you need. Curling and brushing his finger against the sensitive spot inside of you makes you arch your back and moan so lovely.
Your movements became needier and needier. Heat pooling in your stomache. Your hips twitching, your drool slipping from the corner of your mouth, and you were getting breathless. It was a sight your boyfriend is already getting hard on as he knew you were so close. You never had to say anything about it. You let him do mostly everything for you, really, how sweet he is.
How sweet as well as he rubs your clit again with his thumb and still has the same pace in fucking you with his finger even when you were already clenching him so tight. The both of you moaning as you hit your orgasm.
Soobin presses his soft lips against you as you came down from your high, making you whine. Telling you compliments how adorable and good you are.
"Still going to put stickers on me, love? There's still a lot left, it's a waste if you didn't use it." he whispered, before pulling out of your warm and satisfied cunt. His hand covered stickers glistening with your essence.
