Congratulations on your first win, boys, you deserve it so much. I'm so proud of how far we've come together, how I've watched you grow and thrive. SF9 FIGHTING!
ok! admin ellie made a post about sf9's favorite positions and chani's made me want to DIE and so i was wondering if i could request an expansion on it? like a scenario with teasing at dinner and then he gets all >:( then there's window sex at home? thank you x
Hi, hope you are having a wonderful day? Can I request a SF9 Chani smut? I was thinking that it would be a non-idol smut where Chani and the reader are in an established relationship and that they are returning from a dinner date? You don't have to do this request but it would be nice. Thanks!!
this is very late but, i saw the two chani requests in the inbox! I’d be happy to write them for you but I will likely post them on my multifandom blog @chinguwritings ! [I’ll post them in case you guys forgot what you sent, not sure how long ago it was]
And also if you stan nct i have a dedicated nct blog @jae-hyunie
I know I wasn’t an admin here for too long but I enjoyed it while it lasted ☺
oh OR!!! can i possibly request either friends to lovers or enemies to lovers where nothing happens until sf8 literally have to lock you in a room with chani and suddenly everything happens ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - also i'm giving myself the name ">:( anon"
i finally finished it!! hope you’re still there to read it 😅 (i did friends -> lovers)
Prompt: Request: can i possibly request either friends to lovers or enemies to lovers where nothing happens until sf8 literally have to lock you in a room with chani and suddenly everything happens ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Word Count: 4.2 K
Notes: It’s quite detailed, and nasty so I hopefully ya’ll won’t mind... most of you seem so soft... 🙃 but if there are any other Chani nasties out there like me, Merry Christmas lol
And also, sorry it’s kinda long!
**WARNING: contains sexual content**
[Chani 5:31 PM]: Hey, just finished practice, meet at 6?
[You 5:33 PM]: Yeah, I’ll see you then!
Your heart raced as you locked your phone, placing it on the kitchen counter before rushing upstairs to change.
Chani and you first became friends in your first year of high school and have since, become best friends… but somewhere along the way, you ended up developing feelings for him and you had yet to build up the courage to confess… that is, if you ever did. You didn’t really have any intentions on making the first move, but rather, you chose to wait it out and hope that one day, as your friendship continued to grow, so would his feelings for you. Quickly, you chose out a cute outfit and then walked over to the cafe where the two of you were supposed to meet.
“Hey,” he greeted, as he approached the table at which you were seated.
“Hey.”
“Um, before I forget… I wanted to ask if you’re busy on Saturday?”
“No, I’m pretty sure I’m free. Why?”
“Manager-nim gave us the day off so we’re having like a game night. There’ll be food and stuff so I thought maybe you’d wanna come?”
“Oh, yeah, I’d love to! I haven’t seen everyone in a while.”
“Awesome, I’ll let Youngbin know so he can pick you up.”
“Thanks.”
The two of you ended up hanging out for another hour or so before deciding to part ways. Chani had walked you back since it was already dark out, giving you a hug before making his way back to the cafe where Youngbin picked him up.
Finally, Saturday came. From the moment you woke up, you were scrambling to get ready and trying to make yourself look as good as possible. When Chani said “game night,” you weren’t too sure what he’d meant as far as how casual or how crazy it’d possibly get, so you tried your best to find a happy medium.
After you showering, you blow dried and curled your hair, and as for clothes, you chose some high-waisted ripped shorts to show off your legs, with a cute crop top to make for a slightly revealing, but overall casual outfit. To top it off, you put on some natural makeup, just enough to make you look clean and to accentuate your good features.
Youngbin [5:22 PM]: I’m outside
You [5:23 PM]: Coming
The ride to the dorms took no more than 10 minutes, the two of you talking casually and catching up until you finally arrived. After Youngbin parked the car, the two of you quickly made your way up to the dorms, and upon entry, you were swarmed with greetings and hugs from the 7 boys. Chani stayed back for a little bit and waited for the other guys to disperse before finally going up to you and shyly greeting you with a hug.
“Awww,” the boys cooed, making Chani quickly pull away from you and glare at them bitterly, returning you an awkward smile before taking a seat of the floor.
“Go get some snacks,” Youngbin offered, gesturing towards the kitchen, “We have lots.”
“Thanks,” you smiled nervously before making your way into the kitchen to see what kind of snacks the boys had prepared.
“Hey,” Jaeyoon spoke up as he followed you into the kitchen.
“Yeah, hi,” you muttered, rolling your eyes as he made his way towards you.
“What’s wrong?”
“Thanks for keeping our secret…”
“What do you mean?”
“Um, when ‘you know who’ hugged me and everyone was ‘aw’-ing about it? Would you like to explain that?”
“Oh, that secret… I only told Inseong, I swear!”
“And then?”
“Well… I guess he told Dawon and then Dawon told—”
“Exactly… and now everyone knows…”
“Chani doesn’t know.”
“How wouldn’t he?”
“I dunno, but he’s pretty clueless…”
“Ugh… I swear to god Jaeyoon, I’m never trusting you with a secret ever again.”
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!”
“Yeah whatever…”
Grabbing your food, you quickly made your way back out to the living room and sat on the couch next to Taeyang in an attempt to avoid the comments you’d get from the boys had you sat next to Chani.
“Hi,” Taeyang smiled as you plopped down next to him.
“Hey,” you replied as you started eating your snacks.
“You didn’t wanna sit by Chani?”
You almost choked when you heard what he’d said, assuming he was hinting at your crush yet again.
“No… why would I want to sit by him?” you remarked coldly, trying to hide your feelings.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “I just figured you guys are best friends so…”
“O-oh… right, yeah… but I see him every week. I’m here to hang out with you guys now.”
He only nodded in response, finding your reasoning plausible despite the fact you were stumbling over your words. It seemed that the rumor hadn’t quite gotten to Taeyang either, so you were really hoping Jaeyoon was right about Chani not knowing… maybe it was just amongst the hyung line.
Finally, after everyone was gathered back in the living room, Youngbin announced that they would be starting the first game, ‘Never Have I Ever.’
“I wanna start!” Dawon yelled excitedly, raising his hand, “Never have I ever sucked a dick!”
“Really?” Youngbin looked at him in disbelief.
“What? It’s true.”
Sighing to yourself, you put down a finger, trying your best to avoid eye contact with the boys… but at the same time, you already knew all eyes were on you, being that you were the only girl in the room and now, you were about to get bombarded with questions.
“Y/n put her finger down!” Dawon announced, pointing you out to everyone, “So who was it?”
“Was it someone in this room?” Inseong chimed in.
“I bet it was Jaeyoon,” Rowoon interjected.
“Me?!” Jaeyoon exclaimed, “You’re more of a flirt than me!”
“No guys, it was with Chani,” Zuho remarked, “Him and y/n are always together.”
“We only go to the coffee shop!” Chani replied defensively.
“Guys stop!” you snapped, “It was my ex, okay? And it was just once, Jesus Christ… will you guys ever give me a break?”
“Yeah guys give her a break, she’s our guest,” Youngbin scolded, “Now moving on to Hwiyoung.”
“Never have I ever drank until I was drunk,” Hwiyoung said confidently, knowing his hyungs had been drunk numerous times before.
“Aw man,” Dawon complained, putting a finger down, along with all the other boys except the maknae line.
“Ok…” Inseong started, “Never have I ever had a crush on anyone since we debuted.”
“What about that one girl?! The one you met at the club?” Jaeyoon, interrupted.
“I never liked her. We were just talking for a little bit.”
“Pft,” Jaeyoon rolled his eyes as he put down a finger.
Looking around the room, you noticed a few of the boys also put a finger down, Rowoon, Taeyang, Hwiyoung, and surprisingly… Chani. It made you jealous to think about him possibly liking someone else, but what took you aback was the fact that he never told you. Having been best friends for a while, you really thought he would’ve at least briefly mentioned it.
Once you snapped out of it, you noticed Jaeyoon staring at you intensely with his eyebrows raised, gesturing towards Chani while angrily mouthing, Put your finger down!
Really?! You mouthed back, discreetly putting a finger down in hopes that no one would say anything… but of course, nothing goes unseen with these boys.
“Y/n put her finger down!” Dawon yelled, ratting you out again.
“Seriously?!” you groaned, “Why do you keep picking on me? There should be rules, only one remark per person.”
“Fine...” he replied, “Chani put his finger down!”
“What the?!” Chani remarked, his eyes wide as all the boys turned their heads toward him.
You had to admit, you felt a little bit bad, having been in his position just a few minutes ago, but at the same time, you were curious to know about this little crush of his.
“Do you still like her?” Rowoon asked.
“Um… I guess?” Chani replied nervously.
“I guess?! What kind of answer is that,” Dawon scolded, “It’s a yes or no question.”
“Okay, yes! Geez…” he sighed frustratedly.
“Is she in this room?!” Jaeyoon asked boldly, all the eyes in the room turning to you momentarily before returning to Chani.
His ears and cheeks began to turn red as the boys stared him down, his eyes quickly darting to the floor as he answered, “N-no…”
“I don’t know…” Inseong started, raising his eyebrows at the younger boy, “You’re pretty red right now.”
“Ugh,” Chani groaned, covering his face with his hands.
“Do you like y/n?” Taeyang interrupted, only embarrassing him more.
Chani paused for a moment before he finally willed himself to speak, “I don’t have to answer that, this isn’t ‘Truth or Dare’…” Letting out a sigh, he stood up from his place on the ground and made his way to the kitchen, “I’m gonna get food.”
“That’s a great idea!” Dawon shouted, “We should play ‘Truth or dare!’”
“We didn’t even finish this game,” Hwiyoung argued.
“We were never gonna finish anyways,” Jaeyoon shrugged.
“Alright then, let’s take five and then meet back here,” Youngbin announced, “There’s still tons of food that we have to finish.”
The five minutes went by way too fast; you were definitely NOT mentally prepared to play truth or dare with the boys. As much as you loved them, they were hella wild and you just knew you were going to get torn apart by the truth questions until you had absolutely no secrets left… it was quite terrifying.
On the other hand, you couldn’t stop thinking about the whole situation with Chani’s little crush. He didn’t say it out right, but it really did seem like you were the one he was crushing on… you wanted to know more, but you figured with the given the situation, it wasn’t the best time to ask.
“Alright,” Youngbin spoke up, “I wrote down everyone’s names and put them in this bowl, so when it’s your turn, you draw a name and ask them truth or dare. I’ll start this time.”
Sticking his hand in the bowl, he pulled out a piece of paper and opened it, “Zuho, truth or dare?”
“Hm… truth,” he replied.
“Okay, we’ll start easy. Has manager-nim ever caught you doing something bad?”
“Um… one time when I was a trainee, I really wanted ice cream, but I was on a diet so I asked manager-nim for money to buy ‘medication’ and then bought myself some ice cream... but then he found the receipt and banned me from going to the convenience store for a month.”
“I remember that,” Rowoon laughed, “He was so mad that he almost banned all of us from going to the convenience store!”
“Alright, your turn,” Youngbin said handing the bowl to Zuho.
“Jaeyoon, truth or dare.”
“Dare!”
“I dare you to call your most recent contact and tell them ‘I love you.’”
Shrugging, Jaeyoon pulled out his phone and called the first person in his contacts, putting it on speaker for everyone to hear. To everyone’s surprise, a phone in the room began ringing; it turned out to be Inseong.
“Hello?” he answered in a giggly voice.
“Inseong oppa! Saranghae!” Jaeyoon said in a high pitched voice, making kissy noises into the phone before hanging up, resulting in a roar of laughter from the boys.
Once everyone calmed down, Zuho handed the bowl to Jaeyoon.
“Y/n! Truth or dare,” Jaeyoon smiled.
Oh god… you grumbled to yourself, knowing that if you were paired with Jaeyoon, it was going to be a lose, lose situation no matter what. After thinking for a moment, you decided you’d be safer avoiding the questions after what happened with ‘Never Have I Ever.’
“Dare,” you finally answered, holding your breath as you awaited Jaeyoon’s response.
“I dare you to… sit on Chani’s lap.”
Your jaw instantly dropped as you processed what he’d said, your eyes narrowing at him as you remained glued to your seat.
“Go on now, you chose dare,” he stated smugly, gesturing towards Chani.
“Dammit,” you muttered as you stood up and made your way towards Chani. The two of you made awkward eye contact before you slowly lowered yourself onto his lap, the sound of cheers and laughter from the boys filling the room soon after. Despite having fantasized about sitting on his lap loads of times before, the setting was definitely NOT how you’d imagined it.
It took a minute or so for the boys to finally calm down, Jaeyoon resuming the game by handing you the bowl.
“Hwiyoung… truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“Uh… I dare you to… kiss the members on both sides of you.”
Once you’d assigned the dare, you stopped paying attention to the game, your focus reverting to the fact that you were sitting on Chani’s lap. Given the context, it was definitely awkward, but you were thankful it was Chani over any of the other boys… you could’ve easily ended up sitting on Jaeyoon’s lap or something and that would’ve been ten times more awkward.
As you continued to doze off, the thought of Chani liking you suddenly resurfaced. Did he really like you? And if he did, since when? All this time you’d had a huge crush on him without even the slightest idea that he might like you back… maybe you were just in denial?
“Chani!” Dawon yelled excitedly, pulling you out of your trance and drawing your attention back to the game, “Truth or dare?”
“Oh no,” Chani groaned under his breath; he was practically in the same position that you were with Jaeyoon, a lose, lose situation. “I’m gonna regret this…” he muttered before speaking up, “Dare.”
“Yes!!” Dawon cheered, “I dare you to go in your room with y/n for the rest of the game.”
“Nice!” Jaeyoon laughed, giving him a high-five.
“Seriously?!” Chani sighed, looking at Dawon in disbelief.
“Mhm,” he grinned, “Now move along, love birds.”
“Ugh, fine,” Chani grumbled, urging you to stand up before standing up himself, “C’mon y/n, let’s go.”
“Have fun!” Dawon yelled, waving as the two of you walked away.
“But not too much fun!” Jaeyoon added.
“You guys are terrible,” Youngbin remarked, shaking his head.
“They needed a push!”
Finally the two of you were able to get some peace and quiet, but unfortunately, you had to be locked up together in a room for it. Despite being best friends for so long, you never felt more uncomfortable being alone with someone in your life than you did at that very moment. For the first few minutes, the two of you awkwardly sat together on his bed, neither of you saying a word.
“Um…” he started quietly, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke, “Sorry about that whole situation… I know they can be a little crazy, but they don’t mean any harm…”
“I know, it’s okay…” you assured, pausing for a second before speaking again, “So um… I-I was wondering…”
“Yeah?”
“They asked earlier about you liking someone… is it really… me?”
“Oh… that… uh…well…” The room fell silent as Chani’s eyes darted to the floor, a tinge of pink reappearing on his fair cheeks.
“If it helps… I… like you too.”
“W-wait, what? You do?!”
“Y-yeah…”
“Oh my god… I had no idea.”
“I didn’t know you liked me either.”
“The thing is, I’ve had feelings for you for a while now, but I could never figure out how to tell you… or how to gain the courage to… now I regret staying quiet, though, I would’ve rather told you myself than be exposed by the boys…”
“It’s okay, I wanted to tell you too, but I couldn’t find the courage either… it’s hard to confess.”
The room fell silent again, neither of you having the slightest clue of what to talk about; with all the thoughts and fantasies rushing through your head, it was hard to find words to say. Slowly but surely, your mind got a hold of you, slyly persuading you to make a move and act on your thoughts, but your pounding heart was still afraid. You gulped at the idea of imposing on him, worried that you’d end up pushing him away if he didn’t like it.
The worst case scenario is he’ll just say no, right? You finally convinced yourself, taking a deep breath before finally speaking up.
“Um, Chani?” you started, unable to make eye contact as you spoke, “It might be crazy to ask but… could I maybe… sit on your lap again?”
His eyes widened at your request, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. You cringed watching his speechless, motionless figure, the feeling that you were rushing and had maybe given him too big of a request immediately making your face flush in embarrassment. You were just about to sneak off his bed and go sit on another member’s bed when he stopped you, the look in his eyes pleading you to stay.
“Please do… sorry, I just… I’m so nervous right now…” Holding your hand, he gently pulled you towards him, guiding you over his hips and making you straddle him. He bit his lip as you lowered yourself onto him, his arms wrapping around your waist as yours snuck around the back of his neck.
You could feel the tension building as the two of you stared into each others eyes, your faces no more than a few inches apart. Letting your eyes flutter shut, his lips finally met yours, the new sensation filling your stomach with butterflies. Pulling him closer, you deepened the kiss, your hands quickly finding their way into his dark tresses and gently fisting at them.
Finally eliciting a moan from him gave you a sense of satisfaction, the sound of his deep, sultry voice making your stomach tingle; but even more so, the feeling of his growing erection pressing up against your already dripping core, somehow fired a lust within you more intense than you’d ever experienced before.
Before you knew it, you had him pinned beneath you, your lips still attached as you passionately rolled your hips against his, his sweet moans vibrating against your wet lips. To your surprise, he slipped his tongue past your lips and swirled it around in your wet cavern, the feeling of his hand sliding up to the back of your neck sending chills down your spine.
“Chani,” you mumbled, barely separating your lips from his as you spoke.
“Hm?” he hummed back, stroking his fingers through your hair.
“Can we…?” you trailed off.
“Can we what?”
“Y’know… can we do ‘it’?”
“Oh… um… I dunno… I don’t think it’s a good idea…”
“But, Chani… please?” you pouted, teasingly running your hand down his body before landing on his crotch, “You’re so hard, and I’m so…”
“I know… I want to, it’s just… I dunno, I’m worried… A-are you on the pill?”
“No… but… there’s a condom here… on your nightstand…”
“What…?”
“With a note… ‘Thought you might need this ;) -Dawon.’”
“Oh god…”
“Please?” you begged as you started unbuttoning his pants.
“Y/n…” he grumbled as you continued to unclothed him, desperately pulling his stiff member out of the confinement of his briefs. “Shit...” he muttered as you began to stroke him, the unbelievable amount of pleasure you were giving him making it impossible for him to resist. You weren’t normally that bold, but being so incredibly overcome with lust, you just couldn’t contain yourself anymore, and you wanted him to want you as much as you wanted him.
You pumped him a bit longer before impulsively taking him into your mouth, your lips closing tightly around his shaft as your tongue grazed over the underside.
“Oh my god,” he gasped, his eyes widening as he tried to process what was happening.
You smirked upon seeing his reaction, his face scrunching up, his lower lip disappearing between his teeth as he struggled to restrain his moans. You were determined to get it out of him though, to make him want you so bad that he’ll practically be begging for it. Bobbing your head up and down, you continued to pump whatever part of him you couldn’t take, the little moans and curses that started to slip past his lips feeding your desire to make him feel good.
You didn’t hesitate to pick up speed, your controlling libido refusing to let you stop; seeing the way his body tensed, the way his breaths hitched in his throat, the way his legs shook… you knew he was extremely close.
“Shit!” Chani moaned as he suddenly yanked your head away from him, his breath heavy as his desperate, angry cock throbbed, “I was about to-”
“I wanted you to…”
“Sorry… I-I didn’t want to… not in your mouth… and sorry for pulling your hair…”
“It’s okay…”
“Did you still want to… y’know?”
“If you’re okay with it…”
“I am… but I won’t last long.”
“It’s okay.”
After giving him a peck on the lips, you reached for the condom on the nightstand and tore it open, carefully pinching it as you rolled it down his shaft. Next, you discarded your shorts and flung them onto the floor, leaving you in just your thin lace underwear. When you noticed Chani’s intense stare, you couldn’t help but look away, your face starting to burning with embarrassment.
“You’re gorgeous… you don’t need to be shy…” he praised as he gently caressed your bare thighs.
His comment gave you some sense of confidence, willing you to finally crawl over him and position his member so your heat.
“A-are you ready?” you stuttered, the nerves you weren’t feeling earlier finally catching up to you.
“Yeah… are you?”
You hesitated for a moment, struggling to give him an answer as you swallowed thickly.
“We don’t have to do this you know…” he assured, lovingly cupping your face in his hand.
“N-no, I want to,” you finally replied, convincing yourself it was fine. Reaching between your legs, you pulled the thin lace aside and held his swollen tip to your entrance as you slowly lowered yourself onto him. You winced at the foreign sensation of him inside of you, the strange combination of pain and pleasure giving you a mixture of emotions.
“Are you okay?” Chani asked, noticing your change in expression.
“Yeah,” you whimpered as you began to slowly roll your hips.
“You feel so good,” he praised as you rode him, his hand going up to cup your face again.
“So do you,” you groaned as you continued to grind against him. As the pain subsided, you began to speed up, your slow, steady movements eventually becoming desperate and erratic. In no time, you found yourself bouncing on top him, the way his length drove deep into your core driving you completely insane; you could feel that your end was near, the high that you so badly longed for just barely out of reach.
Glancing down at Chani, you could tell that he was close too, his eyes squeezed shut and teeth clenched as he hung on by a single thread. Suddenly, he grabbed you firmly by the hips and began bucking his hips up into you, his thrusts hitting you even deeper than you thought possible.
In a matter of seconds he gave you that final push over the edge, your climax approaching quicker than you could adhere to.
“Chani I’m— !” you barely started when euphoria finally erupted inside of you, your weakening body collapsing on top of his as you rode out your high.
“Me too,” he groaned only seconds after you, your clenching walls milking him to his end.
~
The room felt hot as the two of you regained your breath, the sound of heavy panting echoing throughout the small room; you’d barely gotten a chance to relax when suddenly, you heard a knock on the door, making you jump off of Chani and hide under the sheets.
“The game is over,” Youngbin said as he popped his head into the room, his neutral expression quickly becoming awkward at the realization that he had ‘interrupted.’ “Um… you can uh… come down whenever you’re ready, no rush,” he mumbled before quickly closing the door.
“So did they do it?” you could make out Dawon’s voice from behind the door.
“I don’t know… maybe… it’s none of your business,” Youngbin replied.
“Hah! I knew it, they’re soo into each other.”
“Oh god,” Chani groaned, facepalming at his groupmates’ remarks, “I’m never gonna hear the end of this.”
“I think… they were just trying to set us up…”
“I know, but you saw how they were playing ‘truth or dare’ and ‘never have I ever’... they’re never gonna let me live this down.”
“At least we have an excuse right? We’re a couple now… couple’s always do that kind of stuff.”
“I guess so… I’m so happy to finally have you… you don’t even know how long I’ve been trying to ask you out...”
“Me too… and even though the boys tease you and poke fun at you, we wouldn’t have gotten together if it weren’t for them.”
10/10/18 - happy 2nd anniversary pentagon!!! look how far you’ve come guys!! in just two years you 10 boysies have already broken the melon chart with two songs and it’s been an honor to watch your dreams come true. i’m so proud of everything you all do, from your chaotic goofiness to your resilience in the face of hardship. pentagon is a group of resilience by nature, and i know no matter what happens, we’ll be okay. thank you for two years of happiness. i’m looking forward to many more.
In The Middle Of The Night - SF9 Hwiyoung Scenario
Word Count: 2061
Author: Ellie
Notes: This is a part of the Sensuous collab project! Let's just pretend I published this on the 9th. I'll add the page break later since I'm stuck on mobile so I apologise to anyone who has to scroll past this... Also if anyone cares I used Hyeseong from ELRIS for the female character.
**coarse language and death mention**
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The time on the clock in Hyeseong's car read 2:16am, and Hyeseong groaned.
She’d never left work this late. Her stupid coworker had lost a bunch of important tax documents and she'd had to stay back for hours, alone, to fix up someone else's mistake, since apparently they couldn't do it themselves. And now, thanks to how far away she lived from her stupid office job, she wouldn't get to sleep until at least 3:30. Maybe it was just her sleep-deprived brain, but she was seriously considering handing in her two-weeks notice and leaving that disorganised hellhole altogether.
She scowled as she pulled the car onto the highway, doing her best to meet the speed limit. Why was it always her being kept back late? Her fingers held the steering wheel with a vice grip, ice white in the cold air. She hadn't bothered to flick the car's heater on earlier, and was too angry to care anymore.
She turned onto another road, this one leading further away from the busy city, towards her tiny house. It was the only one she could afford with her meagre salary, so despite it being half an hour away from anywhere, she'd had no other choice.
As she approached a familiar fork in the road, she prepared to follow it left, when her bright headlights caught onto something long and pale in front of a tree. Slowly, her car rolled to a stop, and she hastily peered over the dash at what appeared to be… a man?
One of the first things she noticed was that he was entirely naked. From head to toe. His hair was long and dark brown, and it fell across his face in soft waves. Hyeseong got out of the car for a closer look, treading tentatively in case he was dangerous, but as she leant over him, she realised he was unconscious, and perhaps barely alive. His breath left small clouds in the freezing air, so Hyeseong knew he was still alive, but his face had no colour and his skin felt icy. His skin wasn't dirty; it was almost as if he'd just been placed there.
She knew she had to move him, get him inside and warm, somehow. She tried to move him, pushing and pulling his limp body, but he was too heavy for her. Eventually she settled for rolling him towards her car and sliding him into the passenger seat limb by limb, muscles straining as she attempted to slide his torso in.
As she started the car up again, this time remembering to blast the heater, she wondered what had brought the man to be out here, so cold and alone, without any clothes on. Had he been kidnapped? Assaulted? She hadn't seen any injuries on him, but what else could have happened to him? At least her house wasn't too far away now.
She pulled into the driveway, but left the keys in the ignition so the heater would stay on. Now, how to get him inside without dragging him on the ground? Perhaps, if she covered him up first, it wouldn't hurt him as much. She dashed inside, grabbing for the nearest blanket and went back to the man, wrapping it around his body.
Moving him inside was definitely a task, and Hyeseong did have to slide him across the ground a little bit, but she managed to make it inside again without damaging him too much. As soon as they passed the doorway though, she realised she didn't know what to do next. Should she put him on the couch? In her bed? Or leave him on the floor? Should she wait for him to wake up? She finally settled on leaving him on the couch, and making a bed for herself on the floor to monitor him and know if he woke up.
Although she tried her best to keep her eyes open, she was just too tired, and fell asleep almost immediately.
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Hyeseong awoke that morning, cold and sore. Was she.. sleeping on the floor? What? As she sat up, slowly rubbing her eyes clear, the events of last night came back to her; her careless coworker, the late night drive home, the naked man on the side of the road…? She whipped her head to look at him. He was still fast asleep, but noticeably more alive-looking.
She wondered if she should make him anything to eat or drink? No, of course she should, but what? Did he drink tea or coffee? She didn't have any juice and she'd thrown the loaf of bread out yesterday because of mould. It'd have to be cereal. At least she had cornflakes.
She was just in the kitchen boiling water for her own coffee when she heard him stirring with a groan. She left the kettle where it was, approaching him carefully. She didn't want to startle him - what if he really was dangerous?
He seemed confused, and eyed her suspiciously as she walked in. “Who are you?” he asked, with the blanket slipping down his shoulders, exposing his bare torso in the early morning light, and Hyeseong had to swallow down a gulp, averting her eyes. He looked much more attractive in the light of day, when he wasn't half dead. His features were quite sharp and strong
“I… I'm Yang Hyeseong. I found you out on the road on my way home last night. Are- are you alright?” she stuttered out.
The man hummed to himself. “I'm fine. I'm Youngkyun, I think. It's still coming back to me, sorry.”
Hyeseong blinked at him. “Never mind, do you drink tea or coffee?”
“Coffee, maybe. We'll see.”
Hyeseong nodded, darting back to the kitchen where the kettle was now squealing. She fetched another mug, setting it beside her own and pouring the boiling water into both mugs, stirring them for a moment. “Do you take sugar?” she called over her shoulder.
“One, I guess. Don't know yet,” came the response.
Hyeseong sighed. She couldn't blame the poor guy for losing some of his memory after a night out in the cold, but it was as frustrating as he was intriguing.
“Do you know anything?” she asked as she brought the coffees over, setting them straight on the coffee table. “Where are you from? How did you end up out in the cold?”
“Oh, so that's where I was,” he said, eyebrows raised. “I don't know. Could you show me where you found me? That might help.”
Hyeseong once again eyed his exposed shoulders. “Sure, but you might want to get some actual clothes on first.”
Youngkyun's eyes widened, and he looked down at himself in shock. “I had no idea. I'm so sorry. You wouldn't happen to have anything in my size, would you?”
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“Right here?”
“Yes,” Hyeseong answered. “Naked as a newborn baby, and freezing cold. I honestly think you might have died if I'd left you here.”
Youngkyun nodded. “Maybe. I think I'm starting to remember a bit now. My name is definitely Youngkyun, Kim Youngkyun. And I love coffee. Thank god. No sugar though.”
Hyeseong grinned. That was something at least. “Anything about where you're from or how you got here?”
He frowned. “Not quite. I remember… being stabbed? But that was nowhere near here, it happened in the middle of a city. I'm not even sure it happened in Korea. Must be a different memory. I don't even have a wound.”
“You were stabbed?!” she gasped. “How long ago?"
“Not sure. Feels recent, though. Like maybe it was last night…”
He seemed upset by something. He was running his hands through his hair, tugging at the long strands angrily, muttering something about his stupid brain. Hyeseong stepped closer, resting a hand on his shoulder.
“Are you alright?” she whispered.
“No. There's something I'm missing. Something important. How the hell did I end up here…? My name is Kim Youngkyun and I live in Seoul but I was on vacation in New York City and I got stabbed last night and woke up in a stranger's house. What the fuck."
Hyeseong hummed her agreement, leaving the silence to him. She figured it was best if she allowed him to think.
“Fuck!” he yelled suddenly, startling Hyeseong. “Fuck, that's right.” He turned around to face her, suddenly smiling. He held out his hand as if for a handshake. “Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Kim Youngkyun and I'm immortal.”
She stared blankly at his outstretched hand. “You're what,” she deadpanned. “Are you kidding me?"
“I am immortal. Once upon a time I used to live in a house out this way, the opposite road here-” he waved his arms at the fork in the road “-and one day I died. Crashed right into this tree here, and died. That was, like, 35 years ago. And then I woke up, not dead and weirdly naked and now every time I die the same thing happens.”
Hyeseong said nothing for a moment, then, “You have a very impressive imagination.”
“I'm serious!” he protested.
“And I'm seriously confused.”
“What’s there to be confused about? I died again last night and was reborn in the place where I died the first time.”
Hyeseong strode back to her car. “That's exactly what I'm confused about. Look, just get in the car and come back to my house. You clearly need some rest, and to finish your coffee.” She slammed the door, and turned her keys in the ignition. Her car roared to life, and Youngkyun scrambled to climb into the passenger seat.
After a minute of silence, Youngkyun spoke up. “Look, Hyeseong, I'm sorry. I know it's weird. I got carried away and I didn't mean to frighten you."
Hyeseong sighed, her grip relaxing on the steering wheel; she hadn't even realised she was holding it that tightly. “It's alright.”
He bit his lip. “Thank you for taking care of me. By the way, these are really comfortable clothes. Whose are they?”
Hyeseong smirked. “They belonged to my ex.” Youngkyun went pale, and began to apologise, but Hyeseong shook her head in amusement. “Don't bother, he was awful. Anyway, say I did believe you. What do we do now? Do I take you home?”
Youngkyun sighed and looked out of the window. “Probably.”
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They sat in silence in Hyeseong's living room, sipping at their cooled coffees, deep in thought. Hyeseong was still trying to process exactly what she had stumbled upon.
“Can I say thank you again?” Youngkyun said, watching Hyeseong take another sip and nod. “I really do appreciate you literally saving me from dying all over again in the cold.”
Hyeseong smiled. “You're welcome. I guess you owe me your life now.”
Youngkyun laughed, a beautiful sound. “I guess so. Could I ask you one last favour, though? Can you take me home? I know it's a province away but you're literally my only contact at the moment.”
“Of course,” Hyeseong said, though it saddened her a little to have to finally send him home. She didn't have many friends in the first place, having only moved here recently, so to have to say goodbye to such a handsome and charming stranger was really a shame. She knew, though, that she couldn't force him to stay.
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When the car door shut behind him as she dropped him in front of his Seoul apartment, she couldn't help the intense loneliness that washed over her. She really would miss him. He'd spent almost the whole drive here joking around, talking about all the weird places he'd been to and awkward ways he'd died, but also trying to get to know her, asking her handfuls of weirdly specific questions like what her favourite breakfast food was or whether she preferred ramen or rice. Really, he was a wonderfully weird person.
But he had a life, hours away from her own, and despite his strange connection to that fork in the road a mile from her house, she'd be lucky to ever know him again.
As she pulled into the highway, preparing for the two-hour-long journey back home, her phone rang with a notification. Almost instinctively, she didn't even consider it before pulling over into the rest bay, hastily snatching up her mobile.
I hope to meet you again soon, without dying first.
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