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100 Day Doodle Challenge (1/100) Magical Girl

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Changed - Jinyoung (88/100)

You can find my post explaining the 100 Day Drabble Challenge here

To view the masterlist of drabbles for the challenge, click here

Prompt: Changed Member: Jinyoung x Reader AU: Star Wars!AU

Word Count: 1,639

Arguably one of my favorite fics for this drabble challenge…definitely my favorite Jinyoung one~

“Jinyoung!” you repeated, tugging on your friend’s sleeve for what seemed like the hundredth time that morning.

“Y/N, stop it!” Jinyoung whined, pushing you off of him as you giggled and stuck out your tongue.

“I’m just playing around, Jinyoung! Come on, you can’t do homework all day. You should take a break and explore with me!” you expressed, your eyes shining as you grinned at your friend. Jinyoung huffed and turned back to his book, shaking his head.

“We need to focus on our Jedi studies before anything else,” he said, repeating the words your Master had told you earlier that morning. You rolled your eyes and flopped to the floor.

“Come on, please play with me?” you pleaded, putting your hands together in a praying motion and giving him the biggest puppy eyes you could. Jinyoung didn’t look at you, opting instead to berate you.

“If we don’t become one with the force, we’ll never become Jedi,” Jinyoung stated calmly, to which you dramatically sighed.

“Jinyoung, we’re only eight years old. I don’t think we’ll be full Jedi for a while,” you stated, sassiness dripping from your words. You then returned to your pleading, asking him to join you on an adventure and knowing that if you begged long enough, he would give in.

Sure enough, after a while of your annoyance, Jinyoung glanced over the top of his book to meet your eyes and then he sighed, setting it down.

“Alright, fine. We can go somewhere but not anywhere off limits,” he stated firmly, pointing his finger at your chest. “And not for long, we have to be back before Master Jing calls us to dinner,” he added. You hastily nodded and then broke into a grin, grabbing his hand that was still reached out and dragging him along on one of your adventures.

“Jinyoung,” you called out, following him out of the temple as he hurriedly walked through the halls. “Why are you mad?” you asked, genuinely concerned for your friend. He spun around to face you, making you stop in your tracks

“Are you serious?” Jinyoung asked rhetorically, furrowing his brow. “These lessons are a joke, we’re just reading the same things we’ve been reading for years now,” he stated, turning back and walking down the steps with you hot on his trail.

“But we’re doing a lot more meditation and force training than before! And we’re learning to use our lightsabers properly now too,” you pitched, trying to calm him down.

Eventually the two of you came to an open area and you pulled on Jinyoung’s arm to get him to stop.

“Jinyoung, please listen to me. You’re one of the best padawans in the temple right now. That’s probably why you feel so underwhelmed by everything we’re learning,” you explained earnestly.

He was usually a very straight-forward and formal person, and that hadn’t changed much since he was younger. But you noticed that he didn’t smile as much anymore and that he was beginning to look tired all the time. You assumed it was because he spent most of his time studying and training, but now it was beginning to worry you.

Jinyoung took a deep breath and looked at you.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he finally stated. “I don’t want you to think that you’re any less of a Jedi than I am, okay? I’m just being…” there was a short pause where you looked at him curiously while he looked off into the distance deep in thought.

“Being what?” you asked, gently, taking his hand into your own. Jinyoung snapped out of his trance and looked down at your hand and then back up at you, giving you a small smile – something you hadn’t seen in months.

“I don’t know,” he said, finally. “Dramatic, I suppose. Or too anxious. Look, it doesn’t matter, let’s just go do something to get our mind off things,” he said, turning away and beginning to walk back to the temple, motioning you to follow.

“Want to spar with me?” you asked, smiling widely at him as you held onto his arm. Jinyoung gave you another smile (it was the last time you would ever see him smile like that) and told you to lead the way.

“Jinyoung?” you called out. The room was dark but you knew that he was hiding somewhere.

“Leave me alone,” a cold voice echoed out. You felt shivers down your spine and took a deep breath before slowly walking in his direction.

“Jinyoung, please. Don’t shut me out. Whatever’s bothering you…” you said slowly, walking around the room until you found him crouched down between the wall and the desk. “…you have to talk to me about it,” you finished, stopping in front of him.

Jinyoung gave a low chuckle that sounded out of place as he slowly looked up at you. He was clearly sleep-deprived – his eyes hard dark circles around them and his face looked sunken. The innocent, carefree child you once knew and loved was no longer visible.

“Why would I talk to you about anything? You wouldn’t understand,” he stated, bluntly. “You’re just like them…walking around with your head held high, lying to yourself that the Jedi are a force for good when all the do is reinforce the systematic problems again, and again, and again.” You felt his words like a dagger in your chest as you took a step back.

“Jinyoung, no. That’s not true. The Jedi way is meant to keep peace and balance in the – ”

“PEACE? YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT PEACE?” Jinyoung shouted, leaping up from his spot on the ground, causing you to take a few steps backwards in surprise. “If the Jedi are supposed to be the ‘good’ guys then why do they lose so much? Why have so many of us died as children because of the Jedi Order? Because they wouldn’t break their ‘moral code’ to kill those who took it upon themselves to kill us?” Jinyoung angrily lashed, throwing his arms around.

“Jinyoung, stop, it’s not the – ”

“THAT IS THE TRUTH!” Jinyoung screamed, causing the objects in the room to crash into the walls. The lights flickered and you found yourself holding onto the wall as your heart pounded hard in your chest.

There was a moment of silence before Jinyoung turned sharply towards you and began to walk in your direction, never breaking eye contact. Almost immediately, you felt trapped, as if Jinyoung was a wild animal that finally had you cornered.

“Jinyoung, I know you, this isn’t what you – ”

“Tell me, Y/N…” Jinyoung said, moving in closer to you, within arm’s length. “…if the Jedi are so pure and wholesome…” he was now face to face with you, his eyes searing into your own as if daring you to look away. “…then why did they take us away from our families?” he asked, his brow slightly furrowing as he moved his face even close to yours.

You could feel his breath on your face and you wanted nothing more than to hold him in your arms, protect him from his own mind, and never let him go.

But you couldn’t move. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t will yourself to move any muscle in your body. You frantically looked down at your arms and legs, but were still unable to move at all.

“Jinyoung, what are you doing to – ” you stopped yourself this time as you croaked, your voice betraying you as fear poured out of your heart.

“If they’re so good, why did the take away our ability to be human…” Jinyoung continued, his voice now a deadly whisper. Jinyoung leaned closer until his forehead was touching yours. You looked at him but his eyes were now closed. It was only then that you realized there were tears streaming down his face. “…why did they take away our ability to love?” he stated, his voice barely audible as he breathed heavily.

You closed your own eyes and once again tried everything you could to move, but Jinyoung was far more powerful than you and while that once may have been something to laugh at during training, you were now acutely aware of his every movement.

You watched as another tear fell down Jinyoung’s cheek. You could feel his hand tightly gripping your wrist, and you could feel his lips ghosting over yours. You used every ounce of your strength to try to break free from the invisible hold that he had you in, but it was no use.

He was simply stronger.

After what seemed like eternity, but must have only been seconds, Jinyoung lifted his had from your wrist and took a few steps back. You were still unable to move, but you watched him with sadness as tears began to fall from your own eyes.

“Jinyoung, don’t do this, please. I can help you, we can work together,” you pleaded. Your voice shook and cracked but you didn’t care. You just wanted Jinyoung back. Your Jinyoung.

But Jinyoung simply turned to you and gave you a look of what could only be classified as pity.

“You just don’t understand, Y/N. The Jedi are weak. They’re never going to win. Maybe one day you’ll be able to see the truth. I hope you do…” Jinyoung said, shaking his head. “…for your sake.”

You watched as he turned towards the door. You screamed his name and begged for him to come back to you, but he simply ignored your pleas. Once the door slammed behind him, you fell to the ground, his hold over you breaking. You tried to stand up but immediately fell back down, your sobs echoing in the room as you curled up into the space between the wall and the desk.