THIS SERIES CONTAINS MATURE THEMES INCLUDING: SEX, BLACKMAIL, VIOLENCE, MURDER ETC. MDNI AND PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION !! POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING TOPICS ARE LISTED WITH THE CHAPTER’S PAIRING.
PROLOGUE ──── CASE NUMBER: #1117
↳ ot8 mafia!teez (1277 words)
CHAP. ONE ──── SWEETEST HELL
↳ honeypot!san x fem!reader (3841 wc) // BLACKMAIL
CHAP. TWO ──── FIXER UPPER
↳ trainer!mingi x fem!reader (4.7k) // VIOLENCE, BLOOD
hi! glad to see more writers coming back 🥹 I'd like to request ATEEZ if that's okay, either Yunho or Hongjoong <3
Could you do angst/fluff where they missed an important date or anniversary, like y/n's birthday and come home late?
Sugar Plum - Hongjoong
Genre: angst/fluff, gn!reader
Word Count: 1811
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A/N: This is actually my first request, and I immediately started writing this, so thank you! I also chose Hongjoong because I do have a writing about Yunho I'm trying to finish! And I also feel like hongjoong would be the one to miss a date over Yuyu🤐 anyways, I hope you enjoy~
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"Yes, yes. I promise I will be back in time." Hongjoong spoke as he grabbed his bag off the kitchen counter. Walking over, he pressed his lips to yours in a soft kiss before smiling down at you. "I love you, and happy anniversary, my love." You couldn't help but smile. "I love you, too. Now shoo and hurry back." You spoke, rushing Hongjoong out the apartment.
You knew there would be days your anniversary would fall on a week day, and with your boyfriend's career, weekdays weren't always easy. Sometimes weekends were just as bad. Today was a little more special though. You had made reservations to a very high class restaurant in town; most reservations had to be made three months in advance. And since you and Hongjoong talked about wanting to go so many times, you had to call every other day to see if anyone had canceled on your anniversary date so you two could attend. And finally after about three weeks of calling, you finally got a spot that a couple had ended up canceling.
Part of you worried as you looked at the clock on the living room wall. '9:15am,' a big meeting shouldn't take that long. He should be home by 4p.m., enough time for him to get ready before your 7p.m. reservation. You were worrying for nothing right? Or were you worrying about hitting a whole four years with this man?
Sitting on the couch to drink your coffee, you turned on the TV to catch up on some shows you had neglected. Most nights Hongjoong would come home late from the studio or from practice which ended up with the two of you going straight to bed. That was the most time you got to spend with him was sleeping. Some weekends you two would get time together, but if the company called, he had to be there.
Hours had passed by and it was currently 3:30pm. You decided to start getting dressed as it would take you a little bit longer than Hongjoong. As you wanted tonight to be perfect. A fresh shower started it all. You had music playing aloud as you showers, making you sing along as you scrubbed your hair with shampoo.
Stepping out of the steamy shower, you wrapped the fluffy towel around your body. You walked to the bathroom counter and checked on your phone. '4:06pm.' Hm, maybe Hongjoong is still on his way. Usually Hongjoong would find you as soon as he came home. It didn't matter if you were sleeping, in the shower, or even on the toilet. He always made sure to find you as soon as he got home to let you know he was there.
You quickly dried off before wrapping the towel around your hair and walking into your room, directly to your closet. You had laid out the perfect outfit. Elegant, but not too over the top. Accessories not too flashy, but complimented your look very well. Taking the outfit to the bathroom, you hung it on the hanger behind the door before starting on your hair.
By the time you were finished and dressed, it was now 5:23pm. "Where is he.." You mumbled under your breath as you picked up your phone, trying to call his. No answer. You tried calling again. No answer. Once more and still no answer. You were growing worried. He never not answered his phone. And he would have told you if he was going to be late. Walking downstairs, you started pacing the living room, glancing out the window of your apartment for any sign of your boyfriend.
'6:45pm..Dammit Hongjoong, you better be here in the next ten seconds,' you spoke in your head.
'8pm.' You sat there on the couch, arms crossed over your chest as your face was red from anger. You tried so hard to get this reservation. You looked absolutely stunning. And everything had gone to shit. 34 calls to your boyfriend who never once answered or even texted you. Standing up, you walked to the bedroom and changed into your night clothes. Getting into bed, you forced yourself to sleep with tears in your eyes.
Hongjoong ran up to the apartment door, his breathing heavy. He was fucked. You didn't answer any of his calls since he left the company, he knew you were so angry. As he walked into the apartment, he saw all the lights off. Sighing and taking off his shoes, he locked the door and made his way up to your shared bedroom. Turning the knob, he noticed it was locked. Hongjoong reached up, above the doorframe and grabbed the tool he kept up there. You two had accidentally locked yourselves out of the room a few times..
As he walked in, the room was completely dark. The only light coming from the hallway after opening the door. Hongjoong walked in and over to the bed, stopping when he saw the dried tear stains on your cheek. He didn't know what to do, or how he would make it up to you.
Sitting on the bed, Hongjoong shook your body gently, trying to wake you up. "Baby.. baby wake up.." He spoke softly. Your eyes slowly opened, turning to look at your boyfriend. Immediately anger filled your sleepy body, pushing Hongjoong's hand away. "Get the hell away." You spoke, turning around to go back to sleep. Hongjoong frown and reached out for you again. "Baby, please. I'm so sorry." You shook your head, sitting up and glaring at him. The anger caused your eyes to fill with tears. "Sorry? You're sorry?!" You spoke, your voice getting louder. "You promised me, Hongjoong. You were supposed to be here HOURS ago. No call or text or anything!" You shouted. Hongjoong stayed quiet as you scolded him. He couldn't blame you.
Once you finished shouting at him for about five minutes straight, Hongjoong finally spoke. "I know, I know. I wanted to call you, but I couldn't. The meeting kept going, we couldn't even leave. I barely got a bathroom break." He tried to explain. You just rolled your eyes. "Y/n, please believe me. I would never purposely hurt you like this and you know that." He spoke, becoming defensive. You just rubbed your face. He was right, he has never done anything like this. He always called or would let you know. But tonight was so special and you were still so hurt.
"Please just.. please just leave me alone for tonight.." You asked, standing away from the bed with your back to Hongjoong. Sighing, Hongjoong got up and quietly left the room. Laying back down once he left, you silently cried yourself to sleep.
The next morning, you woke up in bed alone. Usually, after an argument, Hongjoong would still find his way into your shared bed. It was strange he wasn't there this morning, but you knew he knew how angry you were.
Getting up from bed, you slowly walked to the bedroom door and looked out. You heard nothing. Furrowing your eyebrows, you slowly made your way downstairs to see if maybe he was asleep on the couch. As you reached the bottom of the stairs, you looked into the living room, your eyes widening.
The room was filled with roses. Balloons, your favorite candies, stuffed animals. But mainly roses. There had to be at least twenty-five dozen roses filling the small room. Seeing a card, on the table, you walked over and picked it up to read.
"Y/n,
My love, I'm so sorry about missing our special night. I would do anything to restart yesterday, which includes even going to the meeting. I know, there's not much I can do in this world, but I will do everything I can possibly do for your forgiveness and for your happiness. I'm so sorry, my angel. I love you.
- your Sugar Plum"
You smiled at the nickname he signed off with. The nickname you gave him one your first date when you two were messing around making cocktails at home. The sugar rimmed glass with plum soju and sprite inside. Hongjoong thought it was awful as he didn't really like fruity soju, so you ended up nicknames him sugar plum after the drink.
Were you overreacting? Why were you angry at Hongjoong instead of the company for giving him no breaks long enough to contact you. Sitting the card down back on the coffee table, you turned around, jumping as Hongjoong had scared you. Focusing, you noticed he was smirking.
"Did I scare you?" He asked softly, which only caused you to smile. "I'm sorry for getting angry.." you immediately apologized. Hongjoong shook his head, grabbing your hand gently. "Don't apologize, I understand you were angry. I would be too." He responded, rubbing your knuckles gently. "However, at least one plan from last night should happen." He spoke once again. Tilting your head, you looked at him. "Hongjoong, we can't get reservations for another three or four months.." You mumbled with a frown. Hongjoong shook his head with a smirk, "I didn't mean the reservation."
Slowly, getting down on one knee, Hongjoong pulled out a small black velvet box. Opening it revealed a gorgeous custom ring he had been working on for months. The intricate design that was a representation of your relationship. Neither of you liked the traditional type of rings, you wanted something special. The rare, expensive black diamonds told you that it wasn't just some ring from the jewelry store.
"Y/n, my angel.. four years I've been in love with you. From the way you treated me as a normal person, to being by my side even when I was gone for so long, to even now. I fucked up bad last night, and I will spend the rest of my life never letting that happen ever again. I will never let you go to bed crying again either. I promise I will take care of you." He looked down as he licked his lips, trying to find his words. "I practiced this proposal for months and I can't even remember." He mentally was shouting at himself as he wanted this month to be perfect.
You could see that he was ovethinking, making you chuckle. Hongjoong wasn't always the best with words, getting nervous and shy when he expressed his deep feelings. Leaning down, you lifted his chin up so his eyes met yours. "Don't hurt yourself, baby. Just hurry up and give me your last name." You spoke with a smile. Hongjoong blushed and quickly stood up, pressing his lips to yours in a deep kiss. His arms held you tight against him. He hated that he couldn't do the proposal like he originally planned, but this was just as perfect.
