universal warning for all fics: i wanna believe that i've warned against possible discomforts in the fics themselves, BUT i'm only human, so please proceed with caution. if anything seems like it may upset you, move on. only take in what you can, when you can, if you can. and please, for me, give yourself a break today. you're enough.
heeseung: dropped off the face of the earth and is back after a three month hiatus. had a meltdown lowk, dispatch and tmz was eatin good unfortunately. management gave him a deadline to get his shit together and get back to the group, but he couldn't meet it and enhypen had to carry on in his stead. so soloist it is.
jongseong: t e c h n i c a l l y the oldest now and won't let anyone forget it. got really close with now you have audio when you and hee were together. still is bc y'all two idiots ain't finna ruin his guitar jam sessions.
jaeyun: down baaaaad for ave maria, and not even sly about it. in all her likes and replies. was lowk perfect when you and hee were dating in secret bc everyone was focused on jake's simp ass. engene and ave's fans ship it bad, but she be payin him dust.
sunghoon: just here for the vibes fr. loves drama so long as it's not his own. treats instigating like a paid gig. will drag you into a tiktok video and there's actually nothing you can do about it.
sunoo: will not publicly accept ot6, will of course show up to all required events because he loves his brothers and engene, will not speak to be:lift upper management because how tf dare they put a time limit his best friend's mental health, will shade the company and hire an etsy witch.
jungwon: leader extraordinaire. heeseung's best friend, did everything he could to pull him out of the hole. couldn't keep hee in enha, but made sure he wouldn't lose idol status. still has to keep reminding everyone that he's enha's leader bc he seems to somehow still be responsible his bestie's bullshit.
nishimura: certified little shit. ace maknae. on again off again with a certain public relations expert.
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___: reader. (for this series i'll prob refer to reader as squishh ((that'll make sense soon for now enjoy your new nickname😃)) bc i don't use yn and ___ is gonna get confusing lol). broadway star turned mainstream hollywood actress. storied upbringing. keep reading to get the full scoop.
marila: public relations goddess. think olivia pope. mila has absolutely no time for games, unless you're a certain enhypen member but that's squishh's fault because why would squishh ever introduce her to that damn group! fixes everyone's messes, now if only she could fix her own. your best friend since dipes.
ave maria: daughter of a renowned director father and a three time oscar winning mother. could've coasted on that but really put the work in and much to the haters' chagrin, her talent speaks for itself. met squishh here and there over the years at auditions. one day ave was getting major shit for "not earning" her spot, a slur entered the chat, and squishh punched the bitch. ave and you been locked ever since.
rory: lead singer/guitarist for now you have audio. certified slut. used to date squishh's college roommate. said roommate accused squishh of fucking him, trashed the apartment, and broke the lease. rory offered to move in to make up the rent gap and the rest is history. rory would like the record to show that while he is a whore, he is a perfect gentleman to all the ladies in his friend group. but would not be opposed to fucking you though, i mean have you seen you?
solana: name matches the person perfectly. so beautiful she could really be a bitch and get away with it, but she is nurturing as hell. if you want the cold harsh truth go to mila, but if you need warm milk and a hug, run to sol. mother of the group fr. victoria secret model and all around beauty queen. miss america winner and miss universe runner up. dated rory's bandmate briefly. ended amicably and sol just got folded into the friend group overtime organically. she was basically the missing piece.
sasha: when people think of stylist royalty they think of law roach first, and sasha jasmine killian IMMEDIATELY after. met squishh when squishh lived in korea for two years working on a kdrama. being black herself, sasha was NOT about to let them play in squishh's head or with her body type. sasha is the big sister squishh always needed, and now nothing can tear y'all apart.
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➜ listen it's just all the warnings bc a lot will be in here. things like alcohol abuse, child neglect, racist/misogynistic/misogynoir behaviour, etc etc. i want you to be informed, but i don't wanna spoil the plot. hee and squishh toxic, their friends toxic, the media is toxic, everybody fucked okay, but they mean well! at least some of em.
⨾ㅤ s t a t u s. ongoing.
please see universal and copyright warning in the masterlist.
a/n; one day i'll release my notes app to show what happens when ideas catch me off guard on the treadmill at 1am lmaoo. for now, enjoy the series. i have no idea how long it'll be, i have "concepts" of a plan☠️. okay, see you soon then🤎✨.
postscriptum. ignore timestamps and dates i beg. the characters will make the time, days, and seasons obvious pinky promise. time's an illusion anyways💋.
the deal—hot single girl to do list: emmy✔️ tony✔️ oscar 🤞🏾grammy⏳ gotten over your ex almost fiancé who apparently is now three seconds from walking down the aisle with your rival...let's come back to that one🥴.
p r o f i l e s💻.
⨾ㅤ you and your crew.
⨾ㅤ evan and his brethren.
c h a p i t r e s📖.
⨾ㅤ un. | voldemort.
⨾ㅤ deux.
⨾ㅤ trois.
series p l a y l i s t🎧.
say that!; luke chiang | overflow; evan | beside you; keshi | on the low; justin park | lmly; jackson wang | all night; bts, juice wrld | wantchu; keshi | cashmoney; no rome | private; the kid laroi | it depends; chris brown feat. bryson tiller | lost in japan–remix; shawn mendes, zedd | let me; zayn | ride or die; evan
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postscriptum². happy to tag you if you wish BUT i have a running taglist for all things skz &+ enha. so, if you only wanna be tagged for this, with peace and love you gotta mention that, or you're getting all things rainy all the time. kluvyabye✌🏾.
I really loved your Evan fic. And I hope you'll keep writing for both him and Enha! I'd love follow ups to the ex texts and even Evan after leaving Enhypen or whatever you want. Also I hope you don't mind I stole your username idea, your brain is just miraculous🫶🏿
it's actually so funny you say that bc on my run today i dreamt up a whole smau universe for heeseung bc i decided to torture myself by watching every daydream performance in existence. i just can't believe they'll never perform like that again, hee was so integral😭 BUT i know en6 are just as amazing and they're doing so well on tour. and hee's new songs have been on REPEAT. what was the question again?🤭
tldr; tysm for loving hansel and gretel. yes i will write for hee and enha🤎✨.
postscriptum. YOUR brain is miraculous. ofc i don't mind, i'm so happy i was the inspo for your username, omg. when the rebrand EVAN came out, heevan was just the first thought in my head bc duh. our boy really is heaven isn't he🥹
seeing reader’s pics be a black woman makes me sooo happy you have no idea! so thank you 🥹
you never have to thank me for that omg😭 y'all have all been SO sweet this week. it's my honour, it's my pleasure🥹 i know how important it is to feel seen.
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a/n; ever wondered how hyunjin became a mafia kid?
postscriptum. this barbie suggests reading this first to learn about all the boys and their specialties. see you soon then🤎✨.
"dohyun." hyunjin whisper yelled, "do get down!"
dohyun turned his head and it would be the last thing he ever did before a rip of bullets shredded him open. he dropped like a sack of potatoes, his head snapping to the side as it smacked the ground, rebounding sickly like a flat basketball. dohyun's open, lifeless eyes stared at hyunjin mockingly, as if to say, 'i'm down.'
hyunjin slapped both hands over his mouth, muffling the shriek clawing its way up his esophagus.
"please." hyunjin stumbled back into the crates behind him, feet pushing against the floor frantically. "do please get up."
dohyun's dead gaze followed hyunjin as hyunjin crab walked himself backwards away from his friend's body.
hyunjin's fingers slipped against some of the blood spray. "oh God."
hyunjin couldn't breathe, bile hot in his throat. the bullets were not stopping. hyunjin was staving off a panic attack, hyperventilating as his ass slid against the concrete until there was nowhere left to go.
they'd been set up, that much was clear now.
hyunjin's eyes were filling with water as he looked all around for somewhere to hide, or something to defend himself with. hyunjin was kicking himself. kid had told him earlier that she'd had a bad feeling. dohyun had joked that she was just being an overprotective big sister. she'd rolled her eyes and reminded them both that hyunjin's nickname for her notwithstanding, she was still their senior. but hyunjin had brushed off her concern, he'd been a cocky little shit as long as kid had known him.
youthful arrogance personified.
well, that arrogance had just gotten dohyun killed; and, as hyunjin heard footsteps and saw shadows closing in, he was next.
"fuck." hyunjin cursed tearily, reaching out to grab what looked to be a broken chair leg. one end was spearlike and the other end was blunt. it would have to do. hyunjin was gonna die, but he didn't have to make it easy for them. his fist tightened around his last stand, the splinters already embedding into his skin. he held his breath and rose his arm, ready to strike.
"ahh!" hyunjin yelled as he swung the chair leg in the hair.
"Jesus!"
hyunjin's eyes were crazy as he rose the weapon again at the man who had just ducked and jumped back, narrowly avoiding hyunjin's attack. "you want me? come get me."
"no offense jagiya, but you're not exactly my type." the man's head tilted to the side with a carefree smile, "although-"
"jisung enough." another man stepped into view and hyunjin blinked rapidly. what in the fuck was going on? "hyunjin-"
"h-how do you know my name?"
"i think it's better if we just skip past whatever cliché questions you have in this moment, and you can go ahead and assume there's absolutely nothing i don't know about you."
hyunjin stared wide eyed while the man called jisung just grinned at him.
"so cute, i looked exactly like you when channie hyung found me."
"c-channie hyung?"
"guilty." the other man rose his hand. "now let's go, we don't have a lot of time."
"i'm not going anywhere with you murderers the fuck, michesseo?" hyunjin was still wielding the chair leg.
"because your hands are clean right?"
hyunjin flinched at that. it was true after all, many a "dohyun" hadn't made it back to their loved ones because of him.
"bangchan." jisung's tone was chastising as he tsked and shook his head at his friend, and bangchan had the sense to look contrite when he met jisung's gaze.
bangchan then looked at hyunjin and sighed. "look i'm sorry. i'm not passing judgement trust me. and i will answer every question you have. it's just we really do have to go. we are not the ones who set you up. and we are not the ones who killed your friend."
"yeah plus the bounty was insultingly low, you're worth at least double." jisung scoffed.
"han for fuck's sake." bangchan rubbed his forehead.
jisung shrugged, "just saying hyung. his file speaks for itself, plus look at his will to live!" jisung gestured towards the splintered wood.
"yeah yeah, han's law number 1."
hyunjin's eyes had been pingponging between jisung and bangchan, trying to understand what the fuck was going on. "h-han's law number 1?"
jisung nodded with a smile, "yup, everything's a knife if you stab hard enough. and when i rounded the corner, you really put your weight behind that sucker."
"w-what is- i-i mean who are-?"
bangchan shook his head, "like i said, no time. not to be all terminator, but please, come with me if you want to live."
hyunjin's lip quivered, a tear falling as he looked past jisung and bangchan to where he could still see dohyun's blood splatter.
did hyunjin want to live? did he even deserve to?
"i can't just leave him." hyunjin's voice cracked.
jisung's eyes softened and he stepped forward cautiously, putting a hand on hyunjin's shoulder. "then we won't."
bangchan nodded, "we don't leave each other behind."
hyunjin watched as bangchan tapped his earpiece and uttered a few quick commands in korean. after a brief exchange bangchan looked back at hyunjin, "it's done. we'll bring dohyun's body home too."
bring dohyun's body home. his friend, one of his best friends in the world. closer than blood. dead. reduced to a body. and somebody they'd trusted had wanted him that way. enough to pay. maybe kid was somewhere riddled with bullets too. and when they found out hyunjin was still alive, they'd come for him again.
he'd never felt so alone.
the chair leg shook in hyunjin's hand, suddenly the weight of it feeling like an anchor trapping him. the air pressing in on him like the weight of the ocean. hyunjin jerked, dropping the hunk of wood to the floor like it stung him to keep holding on.
"i-i," his legs wobbled. "my adrenaline's gone, i'm gonna go into shock now."
"hey whoa." jisung surged forward and put his arms around hyunjin. "diagnosing yourself mid crash, you are as good as they say."
hyunjin's eyes were dazed as he held onto jisung's shoulders. "who says?"
"i'll tell you later." jisung smiled, supporting hyunjin's weight.
"we're moving." bangchan rose his gun, ready to lead the three of them out to the waiting suvs.
hyunjin looked at jisung, another tear tracking down his face. "jisung, i-i can't feel my legs."
"that's alright." jisung smiled empathetically, "i've been there."
hyunjin's cheeks were full on wet now and his voice fractured. "i don't think i can do this."
"so don't think, i never found much use for it myself." hyunjin let out a wet laugh despite himself and jisung smiled a bit. "you're okay. it's just a little panic jinnie, it'll pass."
hyunjin tried to steady his breath, bloody fingers squeezing jisung's arms for stability as he saw two men enter from the corner of his eye. they went straight for dohyun, handling dohyun's body with the kind of care that shouldn't've been extended to a stranger. hyunjin looked back at jisung who was still holding him up, handling him with that same care.
who were these people?
"we gotta move now." bangchan's voice was firm and he started walking.
"copy you." jisung replied but he was still looking at hyunjin. and hyunjin got the sense that despite his affirmation, jisung would disobey bangchan and stand there for however long it took hyunjin to be ready.
hyunjin closed his eyes, tears still pushing through. when he opened them again jisung was still there. "okay."
jisung nodded once, "okay."
jisung gave hyunjin's arms a single squeeze and then guided hyunjin to lean on him. hyunjin clung to jisung as they followed behind bangchan and jisung rubbed his arm.
"you can relax now jagi, we gotcha."
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I dunno if you were planing on doing this..but could we get all reactions to realizing they're texting idols. Especially with jinnie because it seemed like even after seeing him, homegirl still doesn't know who tf he is💀
lmaoooo, i'm crying because artist babe is totally clueless the nation's prince is falling at her feet😭 meanwhile i hadn't thought of doing that bc we get glimpses of it with chan, jisung, and lix but i think i could put out a little sunen sunen. thanks for the suggestion lovey.
am loving all the operation girly drabbles (interupting yongbok was rude🤬) but was hoping we could get a mafia update. am really eager to see what happening!
i am never living down felix's drabble am i lmfaooo. but yes, i've got lots i could release for the mafia kids so mayhaps we'll drop a couple fics this week!
tldr; i'm not sorry ab felix🤭, but mafia kids comin atcha!🤎✨
please see copyright and universal warning in the masterlist.
a/n; i know these shipnames been made, but why we not calling these two "seungho". not that i don't love 2min but chile, they give hoe🤭.
"oh for fuck's sake you're not doing it right."
minho had been watching the girl seungmin brought home try, and fail, to get the literal job done for the better part of fifteen minutes.
seungmin huffed frustratingly and he tossed his arms in the air. this was supposed to be a fun surprise. a thank you gift of sorts to minho for all the trouble minho had gone to to celebrate seungmin making the varsity baseball team.
minho had mentioned a couple weeks ago that he found sooyeon attractive, and hardly anyone on campus didn't want a taste of whatever seungmin and his boys had going on, so it wasn't like she'd needed much convincing. but now that sooyeon was here, minho was anything but impressed.
you know what they say, never meet your idols.
seungmin was still hard in between sooyeon's lips, but that was really only because minho had been sat in a chair in the corner of the room trying, and failing, to cuck his way into an orgasm. minho hadn't gotten what he wanted, but anytime seungmin had a chance to watch minho stroke his dick he was a happy boy.
"hyung-"
"shut up."
seungmin had talked today up so much that minho had skipped out on his morning ritual which meant he was pent up, out of patience, and done with pleasantries.
minho got out of the chair, cock still out and leading the way like a metal detector and seungmin was the hidden treasure.
"move." minho pulled sooyeon off of seungmin with a wet pop ignoring her sounds of protest. minho dropped to his knees and splayed his fingers across seungmin's thighs.
"hyung but this is supposed to be your gift-"
"shut. up."
it was the last thing seungmin said, or rather could say, because the way minho took him from tip to root was mind numbingly good.
seungmin couldn't feel anything but the heat of minho's mouth. "holy f-fuck."
minho smirked around seungmin, eyes glancing toward where sooyeon still lay forgotten on the floor as if to say, 'see, this is how you do it.' minho scooted closer, his nose pressed to seungmin's tufts of hair and minho inhaled through his mouth. deeply. the feeling, the pullback of air against the sensitive skin of his dick was enough, too much.
seungmin's eyes rolled back. "oh m-min i can't hold it anym-i'm gonna-i can't-oh m-my Goddd fuck fuck fuckkk."
it was thick and salty and minho's cheeks were full with it, his tongue still managing to swivel around while seungmin's hips jerked into his forehead. seungmin's toes curled and his knees buckled, the overstimulation was killing him in the best way. seungmin emptied the last of himself with a high pitched squeak and fell back onto the bed.
sooyeon stared with wide eyes as seungmin struggled to catch his breath and minho stood up with his signature cocksure smirk. minho turned to face her, his dick tapping her temple as he did so. her lips dropped open in a shocked gasp at the contact and minho took the invitation, heavy length landing on her tongue. sooyeon's mouth closed around him even as she gagged.
minho gripped her jaw and tilted her head up.
"now you try."
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Hi, can I just say I never got tired of coming to your profile and rereading your skz stuff <33 like omg a black writer😭 i was so incredibly happy when I noticed it the first time lol (I’m only sending this anonymous because I’m still kinda shy 🧍but I’m sure you will figure out who I am lmao)
Anyways, you are incredible and I love your work
Kisses
– a seung obsessed black reader 💋💋💋
thank you thank you😭 you're too sweet and so kind. being a black writer and loving halloween is my entire personality so genuinely thank you for giving a shit ab either lmaoo.
and thank you for sending anything at all. you never have to come off anon if you're not comfortable, you're welcome here in any capacity. (though i will keep my detective hat on🕵🏾♀️) in the meantime, if you don't mind, i'm gonna call you "🧍nonnie" lmaooo.
tldr; i never get tired of YOU coming to the profile. tysm for being here🤎✨
I just wanted to say your mafia series is what drew me out of hiding. I wanted to be able to interact properly so here I am! It's so rare to find black writers who not only write for enha and skz but also is so interactive with asks and comments. You're always so sweet and not to be parasoc but seem so genuine. So, apologies for all the spamming you're about to get as I go through all your works and read till I'm full--fair warning I am a bottomless pit😋
even me as "front facing" i still get shy about liking or commenting on fics bc the internet is scurry chile😭 so what an honour truly to be the reason you took the plunge, i'm so happy you're here. send as many asks, comments, likes as you want!
i'm always so happy when i get comments regarding black women/idol inclusivity bc i remb first discovering tumblr in like 2018 at the height of my bts craze and everything was pale skin and thin fingers and bone straight hair with all the smau pics being petite asian or white girls. and don't get me wrong, i love a 30in buss down as much as the next bitch, but being black and always having to suspend your disbelief is exhausting and unfair and OUT as far as i'm concerned. everyone is welcome here, but especially my fellow black queens.
and not to be parasocial back but i LOVE interacting with y'all. makes me so happy to hear people's thoughts on my fics or anything really. today a sweetie told me her mom's bias was felix lol. i love that.
tldr; lovely to meet you, lucky to know you. tysm for all your sweet words. tysm for seeing me🤎✨
please see copyright and universal warning in the masterlist.
a/n; i know these shipnames been made, but why we not calling these two "seungho". not that i don't love 2min but chile, they give hoe🤭.
"oh for fuck's sake you're not doing it right."
minho had been watching the girl seungmin brought home try, and fail, to get the literal job done for the better part of fifteen minutes.
seungmin huffed frustratingly and he tossed his arms in the air. this was supposed to be a fun surprise. a thank you gift of sorts to minho for all the trouble minho had gone to to celebrate seungmin making the varsity baseball team.
minho had mentioned a couple weeks ago that he found sooyeon attractive, and hardly anyone on campus didn't want a taste of whatever seungmin and his boys had going on, so it wasn't like she'd needed much convincing. but now that sooyeon was here, minho was anything but impressed.
you know what they say, never meet your idols.
seungmin was still hard in between sooyeon's lips, but that was really only because minho had been sat in a chair in the corner of the room trying, and failing, to cuck his way into an orgasm. minho hadn't gotten what he wanted, but anytime seungmin had a chance to watch minho stroke his dick he was a happy boy.
"hyung-"
"shut up."
seungmin had talked today up so much that minho had skipped out on his morning ritual which meant he was pent up, out of patience, and done with pleasantries.
minho got out of the chair, cock still out and leading the way like a metal detector and seungmin was the hidden treasure.
"move." minho pulled sooyeon off of seungmin with a wet pop ignoring her sounds of protest. minho dropped to his knees and splayed his fingers across seungmin's thighs.
"hyung but this is supposed to be your gift-"
"shut. up."
it was the last thing seungmin said, or rather could say, because the way minho took him from tip to root was mind numbingly good.
seungmin couldn't feel anything but the heat of minho's mouth. "holy f-fuck."
minho smirked around seungmin, eyes glancing toward where sooyeon still lay forgotten on the floor as if to say, 'see, this is how you do it.' minho scooted closer, his nose pressed to seungmin's tufts of hair and minho inhaled through his mouth. deeply. the feeling, the pullback of air against the sensitive skin of his dick was enough, too much.
seungmin's eyes rolled back. "oh m-min i can't hold it anym-i'm gonna-i can't-oh m-my Goddd fuck fuck fuckkk."
it was thick and salty and minho's cheeks were full with it, his tongue still managing to swivel around while seungmin's hips jerked into his forehead. seungmin's toes curled and his knees buckled, the overstimulation was killing him in the best way. seungmin emptied the last of himself with a high pitched squeak and fell back onto the bed.
sooyeon stared with wide eyes as seungmin struggled to catch his breath and minho stood up with his signature cocksure smirk. minho turned to face her, his dick tapping her temple as he did so. her lips dropped open in a shocked gasp at the contact and minho took the invitation, heavy length landing on her tongue. sooyeon's mouth closed around him even as she gagged.
minho gripped her jaw and tilted her head up.
"now you try."
don't be a silent reader. interaction is a writer's life blood. love you, mean it.💋
please see copyright and universal warning in the masterlist.
"hey fe, you're ea-"
felix pushed through the door of your apartment, lips meeting yours so forcefully you could taste what he'd had for breakfast: syrupy eggs and minho's neck.
felix's hands were everywhere: across your ass pulling you in closer, on your hips walking you deeper into your home, around your throat tilting your lips up higher and stealing what little breath you had left.
when you separated you panted, blinking rapidly. "you're, you're early."
felix's only response was a smirk as he lifted you, walking you back to your room. you didn't even know how he knew the way, but far be it from you to look a gift horse in the mouth. felix tossed you on the bed, the force of it bouncing the books the two of you were meant to be using for your research project off the edge.
they hit floor with a thud. or you assumed they did because you couldn't be sure when the sound of it was covered by the clink of felix's belt as he shucked off his pants. felix gripped the waistband of your sweats and dragged them, and your panties, off in one fell swoop.
"felix." you were all at once shy, breathless, and needy.
felix barely spared you a glance, all his focus on the center of you. bared for him. tight coils across your mound like rare black diamonds in a mine, and he intended to dig.
slipping his arms under the hinge of your knees, felix curled up and down, pulling you so forcefully to the edge of the bed that your tank top rolled up, exposing your bra.
"fe please." you whined, surprised by your own wantonness, but too desperate to care.
he tore his gaze from your glistening lips to look up at you and give you the softest smile. it was a stark contrast to the heat in the room. the way he looked, blonde hair in a bun, freckles littered across his face, lust blown in his eyes, and still the smile of an angel. it was enough to bring you to tears.
he leaned up, hands still tight on your thighs to keep you still, and kissed you. you sighed into his mouth, your fingers crawling up his back and curling into the nape of his neck. he kissed you like he had all the time in the world and that still wouldn't be enough. he nudged your nose gently, pecked you again, and then leaned back. licking his lips, tasting you on them before he tasted you with them. your chest tightened in anticipation.
"___."
you looked down at felix in question, his lips were moving but the sound… he said your name again, except—
"___!"
you jerked up in bed, sweat under your neck as your hand gripped your chest. one of your roommates was knocking on your door.
"y-yes?" your voice was hoarse.
"i think blondie's at the door. i'm in a towel you better go get it."
you shook your head trying to bring yourself back to reality and replied with a strained, "coming."
or at least you would've been, had your dream lasted 5 more minutes.
you got up from your bed, the books you and felix needed for your project still sat nicely on it. you straightened your tank top and rolled the band of your sweats. you took a centering breath and then opened the door with a smile you hoped said anything other than what you were thinking.
"hey fe, you're early."
don't be a silent reader. interaction is a writer's life blood. love you, mean it.💋
I am powerless to reread your mafia fics anytime you drop a new one because I'm greedy sue me (loving Jeongin's fic but omg WIFE?!?! the maknae is married?! is that real or is he just a jealous fuck) but anyways i went back to the New Year's fic and in Han's, Katana says she's loved Han since the chloroform, is that referring to the aqua tufan Hyunjin won't shut up about (also I too love Baily Sarian Hyunjin, true crime girls stand up!) Okay I think that's all. I love you byeeeee🥰🥰🥰
it is both real and he is also just a jealous fuck lmaoooo as for ji and kat, that is not referring to the aqua tofana🤭😏 meanwhile i love that you can still go back and read, the highest compliment. ps; love you right back💋
tldr; mafia!innie is somebody husband chile and at some point mafia!jisung went right on and drugged the girl he saved from being drugged lmaooo. 🤎✨
