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ATEEZ SCENARIOS

Dad AU! Babysitting their kids when you’re not around

Mafia AU! When they find out you’re an enemy

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[preciousannie]

If Only I Knew

Act 1 - Margaret The Servant

Pairings: Neuvillette x Female Reader

Genre: Transmigration, Isekai, Historian AU!

Content Warnings: Hyperventilation, Hostage, Gagging, Suffocation, Strangulation, Murder

Word count: 2,970 words

Summary: In a mysterious historical world, you have experienced numerous lives, each ending in tragedy, before finally transmigrating into the body of a female heroine doomed to a grim fate. This time, however, you have the chance to alter the course of destiny.

Your journey intertwines with the enigmatic Duke of Sovereigns, a man feared for his cold heart and rumored to be the cause of your impending demise. As you navigate this complex relationship, unexpected choices challenge your preconceived notions about him. You sense that he might not just be a fictional character—could he be another soul who has also transmigrated into this world?

Caught between a desire for revenge and a longing for connection, you wrestle with conflicting emotions. In a tale of fate and free will, will you have the courage to change your tragic destiny and uncover the true nature of the duke’s existence?

Prologue I Act 1 I Act 2 I Act 3

As you ponder the information you've just acquired while performing chores, your mind races to determine the best approach to proceed, with survival as your top priority. According to Rosa, Margaret is a loyal and responsible individual, often imposing high standards on herself regarding her work, even though her role is that of a servant. Both Rosa and Margaret were taken in by the head butler of the House of Sovereigns at the age of 15 while they were struggling to fend off a group of bandits. Homeless and starving, they viewed this opportunity as a godsend and were grateful, dedicating themselves to repaying the favour with unwavering loyalty and diligence. Four years later, they have earned a reputation as the most trusted and hardworking employees of the House of Sovereigns.

After two weeks of preparation for the big wedding day, all our efforts culminated in this very moment, ensuring that everything went smoothly and according to plan. The ceremony would feature a grand procession, followed by an elaborate feast hosted by the House of Sovereigns in the castle's cathedral. The planning and preparation were relatively straightforward, as they were based on previous weddings of the duke.

During these two weeks, you discovered more information about the duke's history: he had been married multiple times before Lady Elizabeth, and all of his previous marriages ended tragically due to the passing of his partners. This fact is both peculiar and alarming, especially since you are aware that Lady Elizabeth also died shortly after their marriage, and under tragic circumstances. In light of these unsettling discoveries, you have formed a clear goal: to do everything within your power to prevent Lady Elizabeth's death from occurring.

All the servants, butlers, and guards representing the House of Sovereigns were lined up outside the manor, preparing to greet the arrival of our soon-to-be duchess. As the sound of hooves trotting on the pavement grew nearer, a horse-drawn carriage came into view. Neuvillette, standing at the entrance of the manor, approached the carriage as the servants provided a set of stairs for his smooth entry. Once he was settled, the carriage moved forward, followed by the guards, as it made its way to the ceremony’s destination.

As the carriage came to a halt in front of the castle's cathedral, Neuvillette was the first to exit. He stood by, offering his hand to support Lady Elizabeth as she stepped down. This was the first time everyone had the pleasure of seeing her, and she looked utterly ethereal.

No description in the book could do justice to her beauty and aura in person. Her light auburn hair was elegantly styled in a half-updo with soft curls that cascaded into gentle waves, fluttering in the breeze as she carefully descended the steps. Her delicate hands, adorned with silk white gloves embellished with gold, grasped her soon-to-be husband's hand for additional support. The sight of the two together created a captivating image in the minds of the attendees; they resembled a fairytale couple.

When she finally set foot on the cemented platform, her dazzling gown and exquisite jewelry drew gasps of admiration and compliments from those present. It was as if the heavens smiled upon them, as the sunlight illuminated her, making her dress sparkle and her jewelry shine.

Lady Elizabeth carried herself with grace and nobility. Although her expression might be mistaken for coldness, a closer look revealed a gentle, subtle smile and slightly flushed cheeks. There was an unspoken understanding between Neuvillette and Lady Elizabeth as he continued to hold her hand, guiding her with each step they took toward the cathedral.

The duke and duchess held a sense of respect for one another, but that was about all. A closer observation of their daily interactions revealed that although affection was minimal or nonexistent, their respect and understanding for each other were evident. After all, it was an arranged marriage between members of the aristocracy focused on the exchange of property and titles. They didn’t even share the same bedroom, as it was a direct order from the duke himself.

Due to your consistent and determined efforts to create a bond and gain the trust of the duchess, she appointed you as her handmaiden, wanting your company to ease the loneliness of her solemn marriage. Working closely by the duchess's side, you understood why she needed you; the two of them barely interacted in their shared manor. It could be said that the duke and duchess engaged more with each other during business affairs than in their personal lives.

During your time as her handmaiden, the duchess often engaged you in personal conversations, sharing intimate details during her morning routine that no one else should know. Tonight was no different as you helped her undress from her many-layered, glamorous outfit. After she changed into her sleepwear, she sat on the vanity chair while you began to untangle her beautiful yet complicated hairstyle.

"Margaret, my dear, would you care to indulge in my joy?" she said gleefully, looking at you through the mirror. It had been a while since she had expressed excitement, even though lethargy was written all over her face.

"Of course, Your Grace. I'd be delighted," you replied with an inviting smile. Pleased with your answer, she adjusted herself in her seat, preparing to speak. "Alright, so during today's evening gala, Neuvillette invited me on a date! He said it was to make up for his negligence and lack of attention toward me and as a thank you for my patience, he said I could choose the date activity! Isn’t that exciting, Maggy?"

She spoke quickly, almost like a teenage girl again, clearly showing how deeply this small, kind gesture from him affected her emotions. It hurt you a little to see how this beautiful soul was so desperate for just an ounce of love, even from her supposed husband, who was obliged to provide it.

“Guess what I picked for us to do, Maggy?” Before you could respond, she turned around and held both of your hands in hers. "Horseback riding! I haven’t had a chance to do that in a while, and I miss it dearly! Neuvillette was quite taken aback by my proposal; he seemed a bit hesitant, if I’m honest.” She looked down, finally releasing your hand to rest her chin on them as she pondered.

“Oh? And why is that, Your Grace?” you asked, genuinely curious.

“Well, he confessed that he had no prior experience in horseback riding. Can you believe it?” She chuckled softly, resting her palm on her chest.“It’s quite hard to believe that a man like him wouldn’t know, but then again, he has always been quite business-oriented and not really adventurous, huh?” She sank back into her seat leisurely, her arms crossed.

“I suppose so, madame,” you said as you continued to unravel her braids.“You know, perhaps this is a perfect opportunity for you to establish a closer relationship with the duke, Your Grace.”

Her head perked up with intrigue as she locked eyes with you in the mirror.“Oh, how so?”

You smiled before responding,“You could use your knowledge and experience to your advantage. Flip the tables and steer the conversation. Your charm and other qualities will work their magic.”

She seemed a bit unsure at your suggestion, lacking confidence in her own abilities. You kneeled by her chair, took her hand, and gently guided her to face you, grasping her delicate hand with both of yours.

"You're capable of it, and you are worthy of it, Your Grace. It is long-awaited, and you deserve the entirety of his love and happiness if only he would finally open his eyes and heart." She looked touched and a bit taken aback by your encouraging and heartfelt words."Oh Margaret, you're too kind. I'm so grateful to have you by my side, truly." You gave her hand a reassuring squeeze."I'm even luckier and honored to have the chance to be chosen by Your Grace."

The two of you shared a moment of silent understanding. She stood up, never breaking eye contact, and a hug ensued. The comforting embrace lasted for a while before you finally separated."Margaret, would you be a dear and bring me the flowers I received from Neuvillette today? I want to place them in my bedroom." Without hesitation, you replied,"Of course, madame. I'll bring them along with a basin of water for your nightly foot soak. I'll be just a moment, Your Grace."

She nodded as you stepped back and bowed before you went off to fulfill her request. After helping the duchess place her bouquet on her bedside table, beautifully arranged in a vase filled with water, you assisted with her nightly foot soak and a gentle massage. Once you were sure the duchess was fast asleep in her bed, you quietly exited her room.

As you closed the door and headed down the stairs to your shared room with Rosa, your steps halted when you heard a softly spoken conversation that piqued your interest. You moved closer, noticing a line of light escaping from the crack of a door. As you peered through, you realized it was the duke's workroom. Debating whether to leave or eavesdrop, you overheard words that seemed to concern horses. Horses? This triggered an alarm in your mind, especially after the specific conversation with the duchess. What if this information was key evidence to prevent the duchess's demise?

Unbeknownst to you, your legs moved stealthily toward the door, and you pressed yourself against the wall next to it. Tilting your head to hear better, you strained to catch the conversation from beyond the door."Get it done by tonight, and do it discreetly. It has to be completed before the afternoon." Was that Neuvillette's voice? Your heart raced with panic and fear, sensing the looming situation ahead. Yet a part of you secretly hoped you were overthinking it, that it wasn’t the duke you were hearing. But what you heard next shattered that hope.

"But Your Grace, is it really necessary? After all, unlike the others, Duchess Elizabeth seems like a lovely lady. She might actually be a good companion for you, my lord—" A sound suggesting the man occupying the seat shifted slightly before he spoke again, "That's quite enough, Fredrick. I don't need to hear your lecture, nor did I request your opinion. I need you to comply and not interfere with my decisions." The man sounded exasperated, as though he'd heard this lecture many times before.

A sigh followed shortly after."Very well then, Your Grace, I shall see to it." Fredrick, the Head Butler, the very man who took you in and treated you like his own, was now supposedly the one carrying out the duke's heartless commands, despite being your supposed saviour? Your mind and heart raced, your thoughts and emotions scattered as you tried to comprehend this horrifying information. You failed to realize you had begun to hyperventilate, your gasps of breath becoming audible. Only when you heard a distant "Hm?" did you feel adrenaline rush through your body, pure fear gripping you at the thought of being caught.

Without another thought, adrenaline overtook your legs as you quietly ran away, desperate to reach your room door. Panting as you faced the door, a question surged in your mind: Shouldn’t you warn the duchess before it’s too late?

It was risky to head back near the duke's workroom, especially after they had been alerted to a possible presence eavesdropping on their conversation. Waking the duchess to deliver such news didn't seem wise either; she was so delighted and giddy about the entire ordeal, unaware that it was all based on lies and betrayal. Her naive and kind nature prevented her from seeing the truth. The thought of having to deliver this painful news hurt you deeply.

You glanced upward behind you, thinking you heard something—or perhaps someone—but nothing came into view. Hurriedly, you entered the room, gently closing the door behind you to avoid alerting anyone, including your roommate, Rosa. Once inside, you stood lost in thought, ultimately deciding that it would be safest to break the news to the duchess in the morning. You felt emotionally drained, more so than physically, and you collapsed onto your bed without even changing out of your clothes, hoping to sleep it off and forget everything for a moment.

You lost track of time while you dozed off and had no idea how long you slept. Eventually, you were awakened by a subtle knocking at the bedroom door. Groggily, you got up and shuffled towards the door, trying to rub the sleep from your eyes. To your surprise, the person behind the door was Mr. Frederick. Your sleepiness vanished immediately upon realizing who it was, and you struggled to conceal the panic and fear that surged through you.

"My apologies; it is not my intention to disrupt your sleep at this hour, my dear," he said. "But Monsieur Neuvillette has requested your presence in the garden to discuss Madame Elizabeth." You looked around and noticed that the sun had not yet risen, but you couldn't gauge how much time had passed since you had fallen asleep. Cautiously, you asked, realizing he was still waiting patiently."The garden? It's quite peculiar for a meeting at this hour. Do you know the nature of the expected discussion, Mr. Frederick?"

He smiled reassuringly and replied,"I'm not aware of the context of the conversation, my dear. I'm just the messenger. If it’s inconvenient, I could relay a message to delay it for His Grace." Although still wary, you didn't want to raise any suspicions if this were a deliberate test."Oh, that's quite alright, Mr. Frederick. Please lead me there, thank you," you said, trying to sound genuine while concealing your disdain for his two-faced demeanor.

"Of course, my dear. This way," he gestured with an open palm and extended arm, smiling as he moved to lead you. The way he addressed you, particularly with the phrase "my dear," made you grimace as you followed behind him, remaining unseen.

Upon reaching the garden, you realized that your supposed meeting partner was nowhere to be found. Before you could turn around to question Mr. Frederick, a strong force yanked you backwards, muffling your mouth as you fell to the ground. Confused and startled, you struggled against the strength of two guards who were holding you down. One managed to gag you with a piece of fabric, silencing your frantic cries.

The man standing before you had his arms crossed behind his back and cautiously inched closer after you were gagged. He knelt down to meet your frantic gaze, and his eyes seemed to portray genuine pity."I'm truly sorry, my dear. I wouldn't have had to do this if you hadn't interfered. But now His Grace knows, and I have no choice but to comply." You yelled with all your might and fought against the guards, attempting to show your defiance.

"You know I treated you like my own, right? It hurts me to follow through with this, but as I taught you early on, His Grace's words cannot be denied or overruled in the House of Sovereigns, and we must only obey."

Your eyes slowly widened as you listened to him word for word, eyes welling up with tears. It was as if the whole world around you went static and hollow, a vignette border surrounded your vision, and you couldn't believe your reality. Perhaps it was the fear, the shock of betrayal, or the pure horror that coursed through you as you became aware of your impending doom. Whatever it was, your body no longer struggled.

The following moment, you felt something wrapped around your neck, your breaths constricted and your head filled with heat. As more pressure was applied against your slender neck, swallowing became difficult as you began to choke on your own saliva trying to utter any form of sound. Your vision blurred as tears unwillingly welled up in your sockets.

The last thing you saw was the man who had once saved you, your saviour, your father figure, and now your murderer who just stood up, effectively removing himself from your line of vision, and the last thing you heard amidst the ringing in your ears was "Sleep well Margaret, I'll make sure to give you a proper burial."

Darkness and silence engulfed you, leaving you with a sense of painless detachment. It felt as if you had just slipped into a nightmarish slumber. When you awakened, you were greeted by an unfamiliar environment; bars reminiscent of a jail cell filled your vision. Confused by the fact that you were still alive, a part of you tried to convince yourself that it was merely a nightmare, despite its vividness lingering in your mind. Whatever it was, you felt relieved that you weren't dead.

As you attempted to stretch and yawn, a high-pitched squawk startled you, causing you to instinctively jolt and look around for the source of the noise. After a moment of silence, you dismissed it as nothing and tried to stand up. However, you fell onto a hard metal surface, feeling baffled and dizzy from the sudden impact. Once your vision stabilized, you noticed a pair of hind limbs in front of you. Wanting to yell out instinctively, you instead emitted a similar squawk.

Suddenly, you heard a familiar voice—Duchess Elizabeth! As she entered the room, her concerned question filled the air: "Oh, Phillip! Are you quite alright? I heard your cry of distress." Phillip? Who, me? As you looked around, you realized there was no one else there except you, trapped in a golden cage.

Author's note: Hope you enjoyed, have a great day or night wherever you are <33

[preciousannie]

If Only I Knew

Prologue

Pairings: Neuvillette x Female Reader

Genre: Transmigration, Isekai, Historian AU!

Content Warnings: None

Word count: 1,684 words

Summary: In a mysterious historical world, you have experienced numerous lives, each ending in tragedy, before finally transmigrating into the body of a female heroine doomed to a grim fate. This time, however, you have the chance to alter the course of destiny.

Your journey intertwines with the enigmatic Duke of Sovereigns, a man feared for his cold heart and rumored to be the cause of your impending demise. As you navigate this complex relationship, unexpected choices challenge your preconceived notions about him. You sense that he might not just be a fictional character—could he be another soul who has also transmigrated into this world?

Caught between a desire for revenge and a longing for connection, you wrestle with conflicting emotions. In a tale of fate and free will, will you have the courage to change your tragic destiny and uncover the true nature of the duke’s existence?

Prologue I Act 1 I Act 2 I Act 3

Silver-white lights peeked through your eyelids, trying to conceal your vision. As you squinted, you slowly awakened from what felt like a deep slumber. The angelic harmonies of chirping birds filled your ears, lifting your spirits. Unconsciously, your hand lifted to rub your eyes and help ground you in reality.

Without much thought, you instinctively began to observe your surroundings. Everything looked exquisite. The brick walls that enclosed you were a creamy white, with subtle hints of aging visible in the cracks, yet they appeared to be well-maintained. Shelves and cabinets were adorned with gold linings that glistened in the morning light, and their outer designs were both intricate and elegant. Each piece of furniture was paired with a color scheme of turquoise, royal blue, or white.

As you became aware of the unfamiliar landscape around you, your focus turned inward. The mattress beneath you felt slightly stiff yet plush, unlike your own familiar bed. While your lower body looked like your own, you noticed that you were dressed in linen fabric—material you were certain you had never owned or would have chosen for sleeping.

Your legs surged with adrenaline, and before you knew it, you were standing in front of a large, elongated mirror that reached almost to the ceiling, its frame adorned in gold. Reflected back at you was your face, though your figure appeared smaller. The body you inhabited was dressed in a beige underdress.

Shock and confusion cannot begin to describe your feelings. Who is this person before you? No, who am I? How? What? Where? Yet all these questions remain unanswered.

Suddenly, someone burst through the door of the room where you were sitting, gasping for air. Instinctively, you placed your hand on your left chest as you jolted in surprise from the sudden disruption. You stared at the girl in front of you, her hands still gripping the doorknob, as she tried to regain her composure, waiting for the words that would tumble from her lips.

“Margaret! For heaven’s sake, why are you still not dressed? The duke is about to awaken! You’ll get reprimanded!” she whispered urgently as she entered the room, closing the door behind her.

Margaret?

The girl had one hand on her hip sassily while the other mimed the question of why you weren't moving along as if it was expected. "Hello? Heaven to Earth, Margaret! Get along now—"

"I'm sorry, who are you..?"

She scoffed at your remark; it even seemed like she was a little disappointed, as part of her assumed it was a joke.

"Nice try, Mag, but you still have to perform your duties." She stood with her arms crossed and her hips angled, clearly displaying her frustration. Noticing the confusion on your face and your hesitant body language, which made you feel stiff and unable to move, she let out a groan. Her eyes rolled in exasperation, and her shoulders slumped in resignation.

She quickly moved to collect various items from the dresser, appearing to know the exact location of each one. This made you assume that the occupant of the single mattress on the other side of the 80-square-foot room was likely her.

"You must've hit your head in your sleep or something. Come on, Mag, I'm Rosa! Your closest friend, roommate, and co-worker at the House of Sovereigns," she sighed.

"Listen, we can't spare another second here dilly-dallying Mag, get dressed and head to the gathering to greet the duke, alright?" Before you even had a chance to voice your reply, she closed the door behind her as she left.

You looked at the articles of clothing placed in your arms: a woolen dress dyed a vibrant royal blue, a beige linen headscarf, a sleeveless surcoat, an apron, and a leather belt. Drawing on your knowledge of the historical fantasy books you often enjoy, you concluded that these were likely servant's attire. Additionally, the richness of the dress suggested something about the financial state of this estate; the vibrant dye would not typically be accessible to commoners. This indicated that the head of the house was likely very wealthy.

Without a second thought, you got dressed to the best of your ability. After taking a final look at your outfit, you thought to yourself, "That's the best I can do." You shrugged and quickly moved to the door, putting on a nearby pair of leather shoes that fit, and then you headed out.

Your eyes scanned the ladies arranged in a single file facing you, mirroring them from your position at the other end. Their attire was identical, their stances uniform, and their expressions and demeanor were professional and composed. Unconsciously, you mimicked their actions as you observed them. Rosa, standing beside you in the same line, noticed your peculiar behavior. Just as she was about to speak, her words were abruptly interrupted by the distant sound of footsteps descending the well-polished wooden stairs. You turned your head to look in that direction, but felt a tug on your right arm that redirected your attention back to its source. Noticing Rosa’s frown and her disapproving gaze, you decided to stiffen yourself, aligning your composure with everyone else's.

The only sound that filled the room was the sound of recurring footsteps echoing on a wooden landing. They were heavy, suggesting they belonged to someone of solid build, yet they also had a gentle quality, as if each step was taken with discipline and grace. A figure stood between two lines of uniformed servants as the footsteps descended and eventually came to a halt.

"Good morning, Monsieur Neuvillette," every servant and butler in the main hall said in unison. They stacked their hands on top of each other, resting them on their stomachs, and bowed their upper bodies forward at a 90-degree angle as a sign of respect.

Neuvillette?

As in the Neuvillette? The character from the book series "Perspicuous Judgement"? The one who ends up betrothing Lady Elizabeth, your favorite tragic heroine character? As a form of continuity to your line of thoughts, your head flicks to the man in question who stands at the center of the room.

His posture was dignified, with his hands placed behind his back and his head held high. Luscious silvery-white hair, interspersed with strands of blue, cascaded down his back, neatly fastened with a bow adorned with gold ornamentation. Two ornate gold hair clips secured his hair above his left ear, one of which featured a feather-like blue attachment. He wore a white shirt with ruffled cuffs, complemented by a white jabot at the collar, secured in the center by an ornate gold brooch. The brooch featured an iridescent teardrop design that faded to blue at the edges, creating a darker blue effect around his neck. His hands were covered by black gloves, each embellished with gold rivets at the knuckles. Over the shirt, he donned a long navy-blue jacket adorned with indigo patterns and gold details, including fleur-de-lis-shaped closures on the folded cuffs. The sides of the jacket transitioned into a brighter teal. Attached to the jacket was a dark blue capelet featuring wide-notch lapels, embellished with gold and blue details as well as teal designs. His navy-colored pants were complemented by thigh-high black spats that displayed golden details, and he wore black shoes decorated with gold embellishments.

It must be him; he appeared exactly as described in the book. But what does that mean? "Am I dreaming? Perhaps I’ve manifested this in my dreams after binge-reading the series so many times," you thought. A nudge on your right arm broke your train of thought, and you found yourself staring at the man's face. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and he gazed back at you with a mix of intrigue and confusion about your behavior. A surge of electric waves coursed through your body as you snapped back to reality. Frantically, you bowed your head and tried to blend in with the others. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, not knowing how long you had been staring at him, lost in thought. He cleared his throat, attempting to dispel the awkwardness that lingered in the air before speaking.

"Good morning, everyone. I am pleased to announce my engagement to Lady Elizabeth Thorne, the daughter of the Earl of Thorne from the House of Thornes. We have decided to celebrate this union in two weeks, specifically on the 21st. Preparations will begin today."

In response to the duke's words, a chorus of acknowledgments filled the room, but all that registered in your mind was the stark realization of your sunken reality. This doesn't feel like a dream; you can sense everything around you. Your instincts suggest that it isn't a form of lucid dreaming either. So, if it’s not, could this be another cliché case of transmigration into a story? What are you supposed to do in this situation? What happens if this character dies? You currently inhabit the character Margaret, who is not a focal point in the series, leaving you unable to speculate on her fate. Furthermore, do your actions influence the choices and direction of the story, or do they not? All these questions remain unanswered.

As the gathering concluded and everyone went their separate ways to fulfill their obligations, Rosa took your wrist and pulled you to a secluded spot in the manor. She carefully checked the area to ensure there was no one nearby who could overhear your conversation before she began to speak.

"Alright, Mag, spill it. What's gotten into you? You're behaving very strangely today," a hint of genuine concern lacing her words.

"Honestly, I can't give you an answer either. It feels as if my memory has magically disappeared overnight; I can't remember anything from before today." You lied, hoping to gather more information about Margaret to help you navigate the confusing situation you found yourself in. If anyone could provide you with useful insights, it would be Rosa. Although it was a risky move, she seemed to be the only one you could trust right now. Besides, what other options do you have?

Author's note: Trying to make this a series but I'm not sure, anyways hope you enjoyed this little premise. Have a great day or night wherever you are as always <33

[preciousannie]

Ateez Scenarios - Mafia! When they find out you’re an enemy

Genre: Angst, Betrayal, Mafia AU!

Content Warning: Gagging, Intoxication

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Kim Hongjoong

“I thought I could trust you.” 

Your head turns swiftly towards the direction of his voice, eyes wide like a deer in headlights. 

You instantly dropped the documents you had in hand out of reflex. 

“H-Hongjoong..! It’s not what it seems-”

“I think I’ve seen enough to understand love. Isn’t this your nightly routine?”

His face grew darker 

“I-I can explain I swear! I’ve cut ties with them-”

The sound of a button being pressed cuts your words short.

Your eyes slowly shift downwards towards your lover’s hand to see him holding a remote.

“You can’t do this Hongjoong ah”

Your eyes soon land on your boyfriend’s face which makes you shiver.

His eyes no longer hold any emotions.

No sympathy, sadness, or affection towards you anymore.

Just like when you first met him.    

“Yes, I can.”

“I’m captain for a reason”

He turns on his heels towards the huge wooden doors with lights illuminating his figure making it only visible as a silhouette.

The last thing you saw was his side profile when he stopped by the door.

“See you in hell, my love.”

Park Seonghwa

“She’s here boss.”

Seonghwa relaxes in his chair after receiving the news from his advisor.

You soon come into his view, thrown to the ground on your knees, tied up by the wrists and ankles.

You then lift your head up to see your boyfriend leaning his head against his fist with a stern face.

His face was cold.

His eyes not leaving yours for a mere second.

You tried to look at him with hatred but your heart betrays you

How did it turn out like this?

You were never meant to fall for him.

Is this karma?

“Get on with your plans, Mr Park. I’m sick of waiting.”

You said while turning your head to the side after, incapable of withstanding another second of him staring straight into your soul.

He hummed amusingly, though his actions told a different story considering his hand balled into fists.

“Be patient, babe. I’ll deal with you soon enough.”

You bit your bottom lip at his endearing pet name.

Though it hurts to deny it, you know you fell for him hard.

You fought back choked up tears.

He got up from his seat, striding towards you.

You soon felt large hands grabbing your jaw and turning your face forward.

Your head was then slightly lifted up meeting his crescent-shaped eyes.

“You have a lot of explaining to do, Mrs Park.”

Jeong Yunho

It was not the spectacle of gang members present at the site that instantly caught your eye as you arrived at your supposed meeting spot.

It was his bone-chilling stare that pierced your heart and froze you.

“Well well, you surely didn’t disappoint me here my dear.”

A tint of cockiness and sarcasm slipped through his mouth when he said those words with slightly gritted teeth.

You finally looked around realizing all the other gang members you’ve betrayed were on motorcycles.

Their faces are plastered with frowns, grimaces, and looks of disappointment toward you.

Another shot strikes your heart, feeling ashamed of yourself.

“Well then, do you plan to speak up my love? or do you prefer to use violence hm?”

It felt like a lump was caught in your throat making you unable to speak.

The feeling of guilt was strong, but you shouldn’t have even come to this point.

“I’m sorry”, is what you want to say but you are aware it makes no difference in Yunho’s eyes that was filled with pain.

It was not long before the thundering footsteps were heard,

Assuming it belonged to members of the organization you work for was closing in behind you,

Indicating backup has arrived as planned.

As you look up into Yunho’s eyes now with your very own filled with deterring solidity, 

He inevitably scoffed and chuckled tilting his head down, understanding that both of you were well aware of each other’s plans all along.

“Alright then, let’s tango. It’s you or me, baby.”

Kang Yeosang

“I’m sorry. I regret all that I’ve done. I should’ve come clean to you earlier.”

As soon as those words fell on his ears, he slowly turned to look at you.

His attention is now drafted and solely placed on you.

His gaze seemingly inquiring for you to elaborate more.

But why does it look like he wasn’t surprised?

Or was it just in your nerve-stricken racing mind right now?

“I’ve come to realize that I had fallen for you, Yeosang. I can’t go on with stabbing you behind your back and hope to maintain my sanity.”

He didn’t utter a word as you ramble on and he listened.

Your anxiety was shooting through the roof as more and more confessions to your wrongdoings spilled through your mouth as a form of coping with the intensity of your emotions.

As you were done, you stood there staring at him as silence surrounded the both of you.

He then calmly placed his hands behind his back and took composed, slow steps towards you.

You gulp on what feels like a lump of saliva to try to soothe your dry throat.

As he closed the distance between you two, he then lifted his hand to your chin.

Tilting your head up to face him as his face shortens the distance between your lips and his.

“Finally.”

Choi san

“Was it you all along?” 

You turn to look at him startled and confused as you were both just enjoying some time alone indulging in good music and wine.

You thought he was just intoxicated and spouting nonsense, trying to reason with your guilty self that it was just that.

It must be, right?

“What are you talking about San? Are you drunk?”

“I don’t know, you tell me. Am I drunk?”

He abruptly closed in the distance between the two of you causing you to lean back and fall against your back to the soft landing of the couch you both shared.

His hand supported himself above you with both of them side by side trapping you in place.

“It could’ve only been you, babe. I’ve been thinking about it.”

Your flustered self tried to calm your racing heart whether it was nervousness due to fear of being exposed, intoxication,

or mere attraction to the man in front of you.

Who knows? It could be everything in between.

But the only words that you could form at that moment were

“I wish it wasn’t me, truly.”

Song Mingi

You entered the familiar office, expecting to deliver your report as usual to him.

But instead, you were met with a tense atmosphere and a domineering aura exuded from Mingi.

Trying to play it off, you still walked into the room clutching the file of reports against your chest.

Your body language betrayed you as you tried to maintain a calm and indifferent composure.

“I’m here to report on our current finance statistics, sir.”

You said as you eyed the other bodyguards surrounding him expecting them to be ordered to leave as usual but they stood still as Mingi didn’t respond either.

You then gave him a look of confusion as your head slightly tilted, waiting for a response.

“Leave it here, you may go.”

A surge of hesitance filled your body as you felt extremely nervous that something was wrong.

“A-Are you sure sir? There’s some things I need to-”

You jolted as the sound of a loud impact against his desk rang through your ears.

“Leave while you can sweetheart. Consider this my last act of mercy for you.”

He then gestured dismissively with one hand raised towards the door behind you before leaning back in his chair.

Eyes cold, piercing through your very own, striking your guilty soul.

Jung Wooyoung

The thump of your knees landing on the ground filled the room as the bodyguards on each side of you pushed you down by your shoulders.

You were placed directly in front of the man you loved and now, betrayed for the past 6 months.

Your eyes looked up to meet his nonchalant ones.

He knew every move you had in mind and played you instead.

His stance filled with amusement and unbothered composure made you slightly hurt.

Does he not care?

Was I the one who has been a fool this entire time?

Silence would be deafening if it weren’t for your muffled sounds of defiance.

Your body shook vigorously as you tried to indicate the want for release from the ropes that bound your hands and legs.

He finally signaled his bodyguard with a flick of his head upward, still maintaining his composure of unbotheredness.

The bodyguard then nods and proceeds to remove the gag from your mouth after what feels like forever.

You took deep breaths before speaking,

“You don’t wanna do this, Wooyoung. You’ll regret it.”

All you got in response was a simple hm and a casual shrug that boiled your anger further.

Even if you knew that he could be unfeeling and could easily move on as if you never existed,

Your heart secretly hopes it was otherwise.

As he signaled with his hand to dispose of you, he casually leaned back into the couch, crossing his arms and legs.

“You’ll pay this Wooyoung! I’ll make sure of it! Do you hear m-!”

As you were again gagged and dragged by the two bodyguards, all that was in your wobbling view as you were struggling was his smirk in the same stance mouthing the words,

“I’ll be waiting, darling.” 

Choi Jongho

The two of your bodies were entangled in a graceful dance.

Hand in hand, swaying to the classical music booming across the ballroom.

You would’ve wished for this moment to last forever but you knew what you had to do here.

As your hand gently caresses his body, a digital tracker is attached seamlessly to his suit.

The symphony of dance between the two of you continued before he slid his arm skillfully behind your back,

pulled you in closer to him by the waist,

as he whispered in your ear

“Nice try honey, I thought you’d be better than this.”

As your bodies separate and you meet his raged-filled disappointing eyes, you know you messed up bad.

You took multiple slow steps backward as everything fell silent and your vision tunneled.

You knew you shouldn't have chosen this route even if you were pressured to.

But there’s no going back.

His face was filled with anger as he was expecting you to do otherwise.

He then looked you dead in the eye holding eye contact as his hand lifted to remove the tracker placed on his suit,

Then, he dropped it to the ground before he mercilessly stomped on the device, twisting his foot against the ground left and right

Attracting attention from everyone in the ballroom.

Before he slowly turned his back towards you and walked away as bodyguards in suits approached your vision from either side of you.

“Goodbye, darling.”

Author’s note: Another one of my years-long draft that needed clearing hahah. It may not be perfect, I had trouble adjusting it to my writing style now and making sure every member’s personality fit along with creating interesting scenarios for each of them but I tried. As always, hope you enjoy and have a great day or night wherever you are <33

[preciousannie]

Ateez Headcanons

Ateez as your long-term boyfriend

Genre: Fluff, Boyfriend AU!, Idol AU!

Warnings: None

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Kim Hongjoong

always attentive to your emotions

dislikes PDA but showers you with affection when the both of you are alone

the two of you share every part of your daily lives together

he would get slightly jealous when you get too close to the other members

very dedicated to his work but always makes sure to spare two days in a week for “dating days”

“I’ll always have time for you babe, always.”

Park Seonghwa

he surprises you with random gifts or gestures

keeps track and remembers your period schedules

always prepared beforehand to help you soothe all your discomfort and pain as much as he can

it hurts him to see you in any sort of unpleasant emotions and he tends to match your emotions

always makes time to video call you even on late nights when he’s busy and always after concerts

“I miss you, gorgeous.”

Jeong Yunho

the two of you always do silly things together

either one of you would be cracking a joke with the other 

laughs and giggles surround your entire relationship

likes to give you piggyback rides and princess carry you just because you’re “tiny” to him

very playful when you’re around each other

but when it comes to it he can get earnest and protective about anything threatening related to you

“You okay my love?”

Kang Yeosang

the both of you have a whole facial routine that you have to follow through every night

he likes to shower together whenever he can

buys you lots of expensive beauty products that he approves of and wants you to use with him

prefers to stay at home ideally with you on his off days to spend quality time together

but he would be down in a heartbeat if you just mentioned that you want to go somewhere or want something

even if it is in the middle of the night, he’d do it

“Oh? Consider it done baby, wait for me.” 

Choi San

he unleashes his cute side whenever you’re around despite wanting to appear stoic and manly around others

follows you around everywhere like a lost puppy

likes to take you out on food dates

loves complimenting you random times a day for just about anything

you absolutely endear him when he introduces one of his plushy collections

“Look darling! This one looks just like you! It’s a cute bunny, hehe.”

Song Mingi

he enjoys taking you on random vacations and trips

has to hold your hand wherever he goes as he claims it comforts him

showers you with affection and hugs especially back-waist hugs because of your size differences

absolutely has to cuddle or spoon when in bed together whether it’s relaxing or sleeping

loves sniffing your hair or the perfume you had on that particular day because it’s calming to him

“Mm, you smell so sweet today beautiful, come closer.”

Jung Wooyoung

always showers you with kisses and pecks whenever he can

enjoys bringing you to his family home and letting you be engulfed in the affection of his family members

loves mentioning and introducing you to everyone he engages with

eager to marry you ever since the beginning and wants to have children with you

hopes that the kids the both of you will bear would resemble you the most

“Let’s make it official, shall we dear? And have adorable children together please~” 

Choi Jongho

always makes you feel safe and assured in every aspect of your life

his goofiness makes you laugh all the time even when you’re down

loves singing you to sleep while he caresses your hair 

very mature and responsible even though he is younger

likes to help you with everything he can even when you say you don’t need help

“Here, I’ll do that for you honey, don’t hurt your hands.”

Hihi, it’s been a while (3 years to be exact) but I’m back. I’ve decided to clear up these years-old drafts refining them a little so that they can finally see the light of day XD But anyway hope ya’ll enjoy! Have a beautiful day or night wherever you are <33

[preciousannie]

Oneshots - Ateez  JG. Y.H

I’m right here

Genre: Slight Angst, Fluff, Boyfriend AU!

Warnings: Descriptions of panic attacks, mentions of death, thunders and dark rooms

Requested 🦋:  hii!! i recently read your dad ateez reaction and it was so cute. now we are mutuals!! I'm so happy 😊. i don't know what is your guidelines for the requests but I wanted to request a scenario with yunho if it's possible. I'm having really hard times these days so I wanted to request a comforting scenario where yunho finds his s/o having panick attack and the s/o feels sad, afraid then yunho comforts them. i get it if you find the topic sensitive to write. thank you!! i have other ideas too btw i can come here often 😅😅

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The weather was moody, thunderstorms and falling droplets graced the lands. Calming to some, terrifying to others. For you, it was the latter. You were in a very deep slumber on this very day however and your boyfriend had immersed himself in the same melody he had trained for hours on end earlier along with a steamy hot shower after returning from his tiring dance practice sessions. After relaxing his tensed muscles and clearing his mind, he got out of the shower and got dressed with a simple black hoodie and sweatpants. Nothing out of the ordinary to every other reoccurring day in the couples life. He went to make himself a cup of warm coffee to add to the warmth of his body on this chilly day. 

The atmosphere of your bedroom however was unlike the peaceful, brightly lit and warm surrounding of your entire shared apartment. It felt dark, cold and the feeling of uneasiness filled the room. Your deep slumber would soon be interrupted by the horrific nightmare that filled your head. Jumping up from the bed, you were greeted with darkness as the room was darkly lit. It was nothing odd as it has always helped you sleep better in a dimly lit room. Yunho would always turn off the lights for you whenever he came home to you asleep with the lights on. These days however, it was your deepest fear. The thing is, your sister had just passed away recently and you’ve been trying to cope with the reality of it. She was your best friend. You couldn’t accept the fact that she left so soon. It came as a huge shock for you. Even though all your families and friends have been reaching out to comfort and share their condolences with you, it did not help the lingering pain that still resides within you. You acted like you were getting better and made it seem like you were moving on to not cause any worry to your loved ones who were already suffering on their own. To your boyfriend however, you could not hide such things from him. He could read you like an open book. So it was undeniable that Yunho has been the biggest support and comfort you could ever have that was effective for you in this traumatizing part of your life and you were extremely grateful for him. He has done so much for you and had been very selfless throughout everything. Not to mention, he has always been very attentive towards you as well. You could name a million things on why he’s such a gem to you to be honest.

Now apart from waking up to a nightmare regarding the death of your sibling, you were also surrounded by the presence of lightning rumbling loudly outside your secluded bedroom. This not only caused your heart to start pumping like crazy but also shorten your breaths. Your mind was in a blank state. The sound of your heartbeat increasing its pace by every second was all you could hear and with every breath of yours getting shortened you started to feel light headed. You knew your boyfriend would be out in the living room during this time, so you tried getting out of bed to try reaching for the door knob to hopefully get Yunho’s assistance when your vision starts to blur. However, once you’ve lifted yourself off the very support holding your body up, you collapsed to the ground not moving even an inch from the bed. Your legs were extremely weak as if they had no bones in them whatsoever. All you could do at this point was hold yourself up with the palm of your hand pushed against the floor and call out for Yunho breathlessly.

In Yunho’s situation however, he was already on high alert at the sound of the loud thump that came from their shared bedroom where he knew his girlfriend was currently resting in. He hurriedly placed down his cup of coffee that he had been consuming earlier on the coffee table and his handphone aside on the couch, before getting up and heading straight to the shared bedroom. He twisted the door knob and pushed open the door slightly to avoid disturbing you at first, but when he saw you on the ground, he did not hesitate to push the door open and let himself into the bedroom. In a few steps, he was at your aid.  Kneeling down right next to you while immediately caressing your back with one hand, the other starts to lift your head up by placing his hand softly on your cheek. “hey, hey.. what’s wrong babe?” he asked when your eyes met his. You could only stutter a few words as your body was barely holding on. You could see worry plastered all over his face despite your vision being blurred, especially his beautiful round eyes filled with concern for you. 

He took no time to immediately grab you and keep you by his side. One of his hand caressed your back while the other was wrapped around the back of your head keeping you near his chest. He held you in his bigger body as if you were a piece of glass, ready to shatter at any moment. “baby, deep breaths” ,“I’m right here” ,“everything is alright love” ,“breathe with me” was all he kept saying while he soothe you endlessly. Listening to him, you took deep breaths imitating him as he wanted you to. With your head against his chest as well, the crashing of the thunderstorm seemed to drown out in exchange to the steady beating of your boyfriends heart despite his worry and concern for you. His body warmth and scent also helped you calm down a lot more. You felt safe. 

When you felt a lot better, you then slowly slid your hands under his very own which was wrapped around you, now doing the same with your own arms. You snuggled into his chest and you felt his muscles loosened from his tensed state before. “hey.. you good there? you scared me quite a bit baby” he said while separating himself from you to get a look of your face. You hummed to reassure him that you’re feeling better now while he wipes your slightly dried up tears away from your cheeks with his huge hands. He smiles at your reassurance which caused a chain reaction, you smiling as well in return. You admired his appearance before giving him a peck on his lips. “thank you, yunho ya” his eyes widened at the sudden act of affection before breaking out his usual charming smile. He pulled you back into his arms surrounding you with his warmth and calming scent once again before saying, “anytime darling” and you both stayed there for some time listening to the drizzling sound of raindrops.

Thank you so much for the request @yunhom​ ! I’m not great at writing but I sincerely hope you liked it and hopefully it can help you through your tough times at least a little bit ❣️ Come back and request anytime you’d like babe ✨🦋

[preciousannie]

hii!! i recently read your dad ateez reaction and it was so cute. now we are mutuals!! I'm so happy 😊. i don't know what is your guidelines for the requests but I wanted to request a scenario with yunho if it's possible. I'm having really hard times these days so I wanted to request a comforting scenario where yunho finds his s/o having panick attack and the s/o feels sad, afraid then yunho comforts them. i get it if you find the topic sensitive to write. thank you!! i have other ideas too btw i can come here often 😅😅

heyy! so glad to see your message dearr! I'm new here, and I wanted to be mutuals with you becos you seemed nice, so I'm glad we're on the same page there! ❤️ hopefully you would provide me some guidance and love as I'll do the same for you 🥰 ofc, I'll be willing to write your request for you! hopefully you'll give me some time and I'll get it done! just wondering if you'd prefer a yunho oneshot or all the members❣️

[preciousannie]

Ateez Scenarios - Babysitting their kids when you’re not around

Genre: Fluff, Dad AU, Idol AU!

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•Kim Hongjoong•

It was the end of another comeback, which means hongjoong would be confined to his 10 square feet studio room composing his next big hit for his group. This was something considered ordinary for the leader and everyone else. What was unusual however, was that this time he was accompanied by his lil son. He was asked to babysit his baby boy as his wife had an appointment with her friends for an afternoon tea. Without much choice, he agreed. He was willing to share the burden with his hardworking wife but the issue was the fact that he's never took care of his son alone before. Yes, he was guilty about it but it was expected as his schedule was so hectic all the time and he was the breadwinner of the family. So here he was with his whining son, begging for his father's attention. Hongjoong couldn't proceed on with his music with all the ruckus and so he decided to involve his son in his song producing process. "hongjun ah, come here" he gestured towards his son to come to his side. He then carried his son up to sit on his lap. "wanna play with some beats lil junior?" the little boy nodded at his father with a smile after wiping his tears with his tiny hands. They spend many hours messing around with different beats until they eventually give in to their sleepyness. You would then come in to find your husband and son cuddled up restoring their energy when you arrived later at night. After looking at them with adoration, you covered them up with a jacket you found laying around and gave a kiss to the both of them each on the forehead. "you did well baby"

•Park Seonghwa•

Seonghwa could finally take a break and be home with his family after their world tour has ended after months. He dearly missed his wife and daughter. Tonight was a little different however because you weren't around to take care of your daughter and tuck her in for the night. Seonghwa had to do the job this time as he wanted to let you have some time off child rearing and spend some quality time with your friends healing for a night. "make sure to give her a bottle of milk and pat her back before she sleeps, okay baby?" Seonghwa reassured his wife who called to check up on him. "thanks babe, I'll see you soon!" After the call hanged up, Seonghwa stood at the same spot dazing out before hearing his 11 month old daughter crying. He rushed to his baby girl's side, "what's wrong my princess?" he cooed while picking his girl up. He started rocking back and forth and bouncing up and down to soothe his daughter and stop her from crying. Seonghwa then remembered his wife's instructions after seeing that it's almost his daughter's naptime. He went ahead to prepare his baby girl's bottle of milk while carrying her in his arms. After feeding her the intake of milk she needed, he patted her back until she burped out all the air and she slowly fell asleep in his arms. He then carefully tried to put her in her crib to sleep but she would break out crying whenever that happens, so Seonghwa took her in his arms to your shared bedroom and stayed by your daughters side patting her tiny lil back until the both of them drifted off to dreamland.

•Jeong Yunho•

"I'll be home soon!" you said as you waved goodbye to your husband and your two sons before heading out the door to shop for some groceries. After you left, they stood there staring at each other before Yunho gave a cheeky smile to the boys before asking "shall we have some fun boys?" what followed after was the cheering and agreement of the two little boys. Not long after they were running around the entire two floored house, playing hide and seek, tag, video games and so on you name it. When you arrived back home, the first thing you saw was the boys doing handstands and summersaults like they were in a freaking circus. They didn't even notice you got home at that point. Yunho even started lifting them up and jumped around. It was only when you cleared your throat exceptionally loud that they were aware of your presence. "babe.. you have some explaining to do here." you said with crossed arms. Yunho then chuckled timidly while scratching the back of his neck and walked towards you to give you a hug. Yunho then looked to his boys with a face begging for assistance and so the boys teamed up and headed to you each pulling one of your hand to the couch. "we have some tricks to show you mom, will you watch us?" one of your son asks and of course you agreed even though you knew it was just a distraction to help your husband out. Yunho reluctantly also joined you on the couch and the boys started doing their thing. They were being silly as always definitely getting this trait from their father. And you have to admit it did make you laugh and loosen up, I mean it's one of the reasons why you loved Yunho and to see it inherited in your beloved boys is very heartwarming. Yunho also laughed tons and when he noticed that you were getting calmer, he then slouched down on the couch in relief and gave the boys thumbs ups secretly. That was until he heard your voice whispering in his ear, "don't think I've forgiven you jeong yunho, you're still in trouble love." and with a turn of surprise, he sees you smiling at him cheekily before you head to the boys to praise them and give them affection leaving Yunho wide eyed like a terrified puppy.

•Kang Yeosang•

After Yeosang received your distressed call from being unable to return home to your husband and daughter because you missed the subway to return home. Now you're forced to stay with a friend of yours that was thankfully around the area as shelter before you could return home the next day. Despite your distressed situation, Yeosang kept reassuring you that it'll be fine and that he'll take care of her just fine. He also told you to rest up after a long day and that he'll finally be able to spend some quality time with his daughter, so it's a win. Trusting your husband, you finally were able to hang up with a peace of mind. "is mommy okay?" he was met with his beautiful daughter looking up at him with her big doe eyes from where she definitely got from you filled with concern for her mother. He squatted down and reassured her "mommy's fine, she'll be back home with us by tomorrow sweetie" She then silently nodded before gleaming with excitement remembering that her mom bought her a beautiful dress when Yeosang was on a tour. She had wanted to show it off to her dad ever since that day but was unable to. She then grabbed Yeosang's hand with both her tiny hands and said "daddy! I wanna show you my dress!" hopping excitedly while attempting to drag her dad with her little body. Yeosang chuckled at his adorable daughter and stood up allowing her to "drag" him to her bedroom. She then suddenly halted causing Yeosang to stop too to avoid stumbling on his little girl. She then turned around and told her father to wait there so that she could change. He agreed and sat on her bed covering his eyes just like she asked him to. "don't peek daddy!" he chuckled before saying "alright!" to his baby girl. He sat patiently waiting for her and when he heard her saying that she's done he opened his eyes. There he saw his baby looking like an absolute princess. In his eyes, he sees a strong resemblance of you in his little girl and he loved it. "do I look pretty daddy?" he went to carry her up "of course you are princess, always and forever in daddy's heart" he told her before spinning her around causing little giggles to fall out of her mouth.

•Choi San•

It was your birthday. You weren't home because you went to a birthday party your friends threw for you after San convinced you to go. At first you were a little hesitant to leave him with the twins but he kept reassuring you that it's fine. "are you sure you can take care of them baby? I mean I can ditch the party" "it's alright darling, we'll be just fine. I can handle this" he said showing off his cheeky dimple smile. You had no choice but to trust him even if you felt a little uneasy but you do need a break away from the kids though, and so you agreed and left. Now that San was left with his son and daughter, they immediately started grouping together giggling, excited about their plan. "are you ready to make mommy's surprise birthday cake?" the twins nodded and they headed to the kitchen to start baking. You wished it would have gone smoothly but when you arrived home, all you saw was chaos in the kitchen. The kitchen was a mess covered with flour and spilled milk and eggs, it was just a mess and you were stunned. Your husband and children were covered in flour and cream from their head to their toes while they were giving you awkward smiles. "Choi San.. what is this.." you said with a sigh to calm yourself down. "we wanted to surprise you darling.." he scratched the back of his neck, "ouh you surprised me alright" you said glaring at your husband. The children gathered round and hid behind their father grabbing at his pants with their little hands like their father was a shield of protection. Eventually you sighed knowing that they did it out of good intentions. "I'm not mad you my babies" you said gesturing for them to come to you before giving them each a hug. "what about me babe? are you mad at me?" he pouted. You sighed before getting up and said "no, but you do deserve this." you said as you got some cream on your finger and applied it on San's cheek. He was stunned for a moment but when he realized, they all started laughing and the battle had begun.

•Song Mingi•

You were at your parents house that night because your sister went into labor. You had no choice but to go after receiving your mother’s distressed call in the early hours of the morning. Your husband was willing to stay and take care of his son while you go assist your parents and be present for your sister’s labor. You were sorry but grateful to him to be so selfless for you even though he has work in a few hours. You got up and got dressed before giving your husband and your son a kiss goodbye. But before you even put two of your feet out the door your son had already started bawling his eyes out. You tried to soothe your child despite this rushed situation but was sadly unsuccessful. Mingi noticed however and quickly took lead, enabling you to slowly shake off your tiny son’s body while your husband slowly separate the both of you. Your son fought against this separation but he would never able to overpower his dad strength with his small body. “I’ll be back soon Minki ah, be good for mommy okay?” he then cried even harder. You looked towards your husband for assistance and he mouthed for you to just go and so you told him thank you before leaving your poor husband with his son throwing a big tantrum. After you left, Mingi tried to shush to young boy softly but it was unfruitful as well. He then quickly thought of an idea to put his son back to bed so that his little boy won’t mess up his sleeping schedule. He carried his son in his arms through all the kicking and crying to his son’s room and placed him down on his bed. His son immediately slid down the bed continuing his tantrum of wanting his mom by his side. Mingi soon came back with a surprise that would immediately attract his son’s attention and halt the crying. “Rawr!” he cried out. His baby son would soon laugh and giggle at his dad wearing his favorite shark head costume piece. Mingi sighed his relief in his head, thankful that it worked. He then went to his son, carried him up and placed him on the bed before asking “shall we read your favorite storybook Minmin?” His son nodded and layed on his father chest listening to his father reading his favorite story. When you rushed home in short breaths entering the house, expecting to see your husband distressed, the house was quiet and surprisingly calm. You slowly headed upstairs to your shared bedroom to look for your husband but he wasn’t there. You then headed to your son’s bedroom to see your husband in a shark head costume asleep leaning against the headboard and your son clutching his baby hands on his father’s shirt, sucking his thumb asleep on his father’s chest. 

•Jung Wooyoung•

You were working overtime today due to a sudden request by your boss. This really ruined your mood as it was one of the occasions where your husband would be home and free from his hectic schedules. You were really upset and disappointed that you could be home to finally spend some time with your husband and daughter. While you were lost in your own anger and disappointment and drowning yourself in your work, you received a video call from your beloved husband. After quickly looking around the dark office and clarifying that nobody is around to catch you possibly slacking off, you pressed the answer button on your device. Your husband’s face soon popped up but it was not how your husband usually looked like. What you saw instead was your husband wearing your pink facial headband which was morphed into a heart at the top and your clear glasses. Your husband then posed looking pretty and greeted you while you hear your daughter’s little giggles in the background. “what are you guys up to again?” you said while shaking your head with fingers pinching the bridge of your nose. “what do you mean what are we up to? we’re just giving you a call to check up on baby mama” you squinted your eyes at him. “sure.. now, where’s my baby girl even at?” soon you’d see your little girl’s head pop out from your husband back in view to the video call. “hi mommy!” she giggled. “what did you do to your father this time baby?” you said with a smile of adoration towards your daughter. “daddy and I were playing dress up! guess who daddy is mommy!” you then pretended to think while looking up and supporting your chin with two fingers before saying “hmm, I have no clue princess.. I wonder who could it be” while giving a mischievous smile to your husband. “he’s dressed as you, mommy!” you pretended to be shocked, gasping loudly and that earned you a precious laugh from your daughter. “alright baby, you need sleep soon okay?” your daughter pouted but agreed. Your husband then got up where your daughter’s out of the call’s view and turned to you alone this time. “how’s my wife holding up? feeling stressed?” you smiled at him before saying “I was but I feel better now, thank you baby”. The call ended after you told him that you would be home soon and to not worry. With your mind relaxed and more at ease you went back to your work, quickly finishing it so that you could return home to your family.

•Choi Jongho•

You made an appointment with a friend on this faithful day because your husband told you to relax and take some time of from child rearing. It is true that you’ve spent your days taking care of your two little boys every since they were born even though your husband wasn’t there much to help but we were both carrying out our responsibilities. Jongho was free today and he wanted his wife to go and have fun, away from her constant dedication to her family. Besides that, he also wanted to have some bonding time with his two boys as they haven’t been able to create some memories together and so he even planned out a family outing with his sons. While you were out by yourself, they were going to spend some time playing some sports by the nearby park instead of the backyard to allow the boys to play more freely with more options. With the boys inheriting their fathers love for physical activity, they were extremely excited to play with their father. The boys spent their entire afternoon playing so many different kinds of sports including soccer, badminton, tag, hide and seek and many more, you name it. They were active as heck. And during the evening, Jongho brought the kids to their favorite restaurant to have dinner. “isn’t it fun to be with daddy boys?” the boys both nodded their head while having food stuffed in their mouths which caused Jongho to laugh when he noticed his boys before grabbing a napkin to help them wipe off the mess around their faces each. They headed home and Jongho proceeded to even put them to bed later in the night. When you got home, your husband was waiting for you at the couch while he was scrolling through social media. You were so pleasantly surprised that everything was peaceful and that your husband really took care of everything for you. After realizing you were home, he immediately went to you to give you a hug and pulled back to look at you with his hands still wrapped around your waist before asking “did you have fun babe?” you nodded before giving him a peck on the lips. “thank you baby, you did amazing” you said, earning his precious gummy smile.

[preciousannie]

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