AUD: Discovering the Virus
》 Pairing: dancer!Wooyoung x afab!reader (for the most part)
》 Genre: smut
》 Wordcount: 3,463 words
》 Rating: mature
》Type: series
Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society @othersideoutlawsnetwork
A/N: ok so there's only like one smut scene in here. i just needed an excuse to write big dick!Wooyoung and include him flashing his abs lol this chapter will be different from the rest
"And I don't wanna be the one you forget. So guess, say yes." - Lucky Daye
“This scenario is quite simple. You and Wooyoung are the top two students in an elite dance class. You have a typical rivalry. However, do not stray far from the path due to the simplicity of his domain. Instead, tread carefully.” - Maddox
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“When the hell did you get a haircut and why are you pink?”
MITO laughed as you tilted your head curiously. He had gotten a new haircut, leaving you to mourn his long dark locks internally. Not only was his hair short, but it was also a rose coloured pink. He still looked good regardless. Matz and SanSang stared at his new hair in awe. As you entered the dance studio, you looked around and took in the vastness of the ceiling lights, the brick walls, and the huge mirrors plastered on one of those said brick walls. Students were strewn about in athletic clothing and were either stretching, hydrating, or gossiping. You went to your corner and set down your dufflebag before pulling out your sneakers. As you placed your slippers inside your bag, you felt a presence loom over you before taking its place next to you. An arm wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you closer. You turned your head to see your supposed rival with a cheeky grin on his face.
Jung Wooyoung.
You couldn’t find it in you to hate him so you mustered your best acting skills to at least give off a non-chalant vibe. You greeted him politely before turning your head so you could fetch your water bottle. You heard a quiet whine from behind you and the next thing you know, you were pulled back to him.
“Come on, Natasha! Talk to me~”
Wooyoung’s whines and noises of complaint were endearing to you. You didn’t understand why a lot of people here found it annoying. You’d rather have him be ‘annoying’ and light up the atmosphere with his cheerful energy than be in survival mode as you went about your day in dance class.
“Calm down, Woo. I’m just fetching my water bottle.”
“Ah! Ok then. That’s fine. The last thing I need is for a certain cutie to pass out from dehydration. It would make the rivalry a bit boring. Don’t you think?!”
“You’re weird.”
“But you love it~”
He pushed himself further into your personal space and smushed your cheeks together whilst keeping your body close to his. His veiny arms were wrapped tightly around your waist and you could smell the faint ocean scent from the cologne he spritzed on. He was really cute, but you couldn’t let him distract you from the mission. You pried his arms off of you so you could get up. You saw the pout on his face and rolled your eyes before extending your hand.
“Come on. We have to get to our spots before professor Hwang rips us a new one.”
With a dramatic sigh of defeat, Wooyoung took his hand in your hand and followed you closely behind.
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“Jesus!”
Wooyoung laughed (well… more like cackled like a witch since his laugh was that high pitched) loudly as you collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. You did work out in your spare time, but running around at your bartending job proved to be enough exercise for you. Or so you thought. Wooyoung extended a hand towards you and you took it before being pulled up by him.
“Aww! Couldn’t keep up today?”
You smacked his hand away as he teased you. He then leaned in closer and whispered in your ear huskily.
“Or are you still a bit… sore? You know… from last night’s session?”
Oh. Right.
Maddox forgot to inform you that you and Wooyoung occasionally fucked when given the chance. You made a mental note to beat his ass later.
“Man, shut up.”
Wooyoung smirked mischieviously at your flustered expression before patting your head and skipping to the other side of the studio so he could retrieve his water bottle and hydrate. You sighed to yourself and wiped the sweat off your brow with a small towel before making the tragic mistake of glancing upwards.
Wooyoung was using his shirt to wipe the sweat off his brow, exposing his abs to everyone, including you.
“I see you like the view.”
You flinched as you heard professor Hwang’s voice in your ear. You turned your head to look at the practically bald and very young dance professor. He had a smirk on his face and you grew even more flustered.
What is it with this simulation and its affinity for fine ass men?
“Do you need something, professor?”
“Please. Call me Hyunjin.”
His voice then lowered to a dangerous tone.
“Let’s cut to the chase… Y/N.”
Shit…
“I am here to warn you.”
“Warn me? About what?”
Even though you were far from everyone else, especially Wooyoung, you lowered your voice just in case. Hyunjin let out a shaky breath as he looked around the room before getting closer to you so he could give you the warning.
“The virus is onto you. It knows that you freed four pirate kings so far and are in the process of freeing him. Be very careful.”
You gulped nervously before speaking.
“Are you protecting Wooyoung?”
“Technically yes and also no at the same time. I’m filling in for Seo Changbin. He’s the sole protector of Wooyoung. However, the virus found out and incapacitated him temporarily, leaving me to take over for now.”
“Incapacitate? How?”
Despite the calm tone in your voice, you couldn’t deny that you felt fear when Hyunjin told you about the virus. Hyunjin hesitated for a moment before speaking once again.
“Trust me. Even though Changbin’s ok and very much alive, you don’t want to know.”
You gulped nervously and looked at Wooyoung, who was chatting amongst his peers with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. You assumed that those peers were talking bad right in front of him, but you’d worry about that later. You looked back at Hyunjin and asked for more information.
“I can’t tell you much about the virus, but just know this. It’s a man. A man with sharp fox-like eyes. Similar to Wooyoung.”
You nodded and thanked Hyunjin for the bit of info before walking away from him so you could get Wooyoung away from his peers. It wasn’t much, but at least you had an idea and can clearly picture the virus’s face. You stepped in between Wooyoung and the bad mouthing peers with a glare on your face.
“I suggest you leave him alone. We’re not bothering you so why are you bothering him?”
“Ugh! Leave us alone, Natasha! It’s not like you like him either. You probably think he’s a nuisance, just like the rest of us.”
You felt Wooyoung flinch at the word ‘nuisance’ and you couldn’t control your anger anymore. The stress of the virus coming onto you was weighing you down and it didn’t help that these bitches were bad mouthing someone you considered a friend. You grabbed the collar of the girl’s shirt and pulled her forward so you were nose to nose with her.
“Listen here, ya snake. I don’t need this shit right now. If you don’t got something to say, then shut ya mouth.”
“Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it, bitch?”
You chuckled lowly before shoving her back into her group of friends. You gathered your things and grabbed Wooyoung’s hand.
“Next time, consider keeping ya mouth shut. Or else I’ll clock your ass.”
You pulled Wooyoung out of the dance studio and marched off back to your apartment with him in tow. You were glad you lived close by. As you barged through the front door, you let go of him, threw your stuff on the couch, and paced back and forth in your fit of seething rage. Wooyoung kept his head down and you noticed it, suddenly feeling bad for your outburst. You also mentally cursed yourself for the way you spoke. It was the same way you spoke when you chewed out the bartender for not eying San’s drugged drink before serving it to him. You saw Wooyoung walk closer to you and the apologies start spilling from your mouth.
“Wooyoung, I’m sorry! I just… hate it when bitches bad mouth you for no reason. I consider you a good friend even though our rivalry stands in the way. If I fucked up in any way, just let me know and I’ll fix it right away -”
Wooyoung interrupted you by closing the distance and crashing his lips onto yours.
‘Am I supposed to kiss back?’
‘He’d probably be more upset if you don’t.’
‘Fuck it we ball’
You kissed him back, tangling your fingers in his long black hair while his hands gripped your waist tightly. The kiss was messy, desperate, and had a hint of passion and perhaps love in it. He walked you backwards and laid you down on the couch, his lips never leaving yours once. In the midst of this heated make out session, he slid off his shirt and cradled your face with one hand while the other held your own hand. He soon flipped you over so you were on top this time. You were straddling him and pulled away so you both could catch your breath. You let go of his hand and slid your palms down his body slowly, taking in every inch and curve of his chest and those abs that he flashed back in dance class. As soon as your fingers reached the hem of his gym shorts, you looked at him, silently asking for permission to remove them.
“Please…”
The breathiness of his plea was his answer and you swiftly removed them, eyes widening at the sight of his dick slapping against his stomach, the tip barely touching his abs.
‘Holy shit! He’s fucking thick!’
‘Not as thick as San’s though!’
‘It doesn’t matter! Ride it into the sunset!’
“Can I ride you, Woo?”
Wooyoung nodded and you quickly removed your own clothing, which consisted of a sports bra and yoga pants. After straddling him again, you grabbed the base of his cock and teasingly dragged the top along your folds, causing the man to whine. You didn’t waste anymore time. You needed to let out all the frustration you felt today. You slowly sank down onto his cock, hissing and moaning quietly upon feeling every inch enter you. Wooyoung was no better. He resisted heavily on simply grabbing you and slamming you down on his dick until he bottomed out. Once it was fully in, you took a minute to adjust to his size before slowly lifting your hips so only the tip remained inside. Then, you slammed yourself back down on it, causing loud moans to be elicited from the both of you.
“You feel so good! Mommy, please! Please keep going~”
The nickname ignited a fire within you and you adjusted yourself so your hands were on his shoulders and you could continue bouncing up and down on his cock. Every swipe of his tip against your g-spot had you moaning and whimpering louder and louder by the second.
“We really shouldn’t eavesdrop on this shit.”
“You guys eavesdropped on me when I fucked Y/N. What makes this any different?”
“Seonghwa, get your hand out of your pants!”
Hongjoong’s words fell deaf on Seonghwa’s ears as the eldest pirate king shamefully stroked himself whilst keeping his ear pressed to the door of your apartment. San was pinching the bridge of his nose while MITO strayed far away from the group, shouting someone’s name in the halls.
“YEOSANG, WHERE ARE YOU?! FUCK! COME ON, MAN!”
Yeosang heard the bounty hunter shout for him, but he held his breath. His face was pale, his fists were clenched, and he was visibly shaking. Behind him, a hooded figure pointed a dagger into his back.
“Not a single word…”
Yeosang gulped nervously as the figure circled itself around him. It looked him up and down before a snarl left its lips. It disappeared in a cloud of smoke and when it cleared, MITO approached him. Yeosang let out a cry of relief and threw himself into the tatted man’s arms.
“M-MITO…”
“Are you ok?”
Yeosang shook his head and MITO sighed in frustration before throwing a protective arm around his shoulders. Yeosang relaxed a bit, but he was still a bit shaken up. As the pair walked back to Matz and San, MITO couldn’t help but rack his brain on who spooked Yeosang like that.
“Fuck that was good!”
Wooyoung breathed out in satisfaction as you got off him and laid beside him. His arm was around you and he kissed the top of your head before looking down at you affectionately.
“It’s probably weird of me to say this since we just finished fucking, but… thanks for standing up for me earlier. Even though your accent was weird, I can’t deny that it’s sexy.”
You blushed at his compliment and giggled when he started peppering kisses all over your face.
“I’ll be right back. I need to fetch some clothes for us.”
Wooyoung whined but reluctantly let you go so you could retrieve a fresh set of clothing for both you and him. When you entered your room, you felt a slight chill in the air yet you ignored it, thinking it was just a draft and you left the windows open by accident. After putting on a shirt and sweats, you rummaged through your wardrobe to find something for Wooyoung.
“I see you had fun with him.”
You flinched at the sound of a strange voice and turned around to see a hooded figure staring you down. Hyunjin was next to the figure, battered and bruised. He had a dagger to his throat and your eyes widened upon seeing the sight. You opened your mouth to call for Wooyoung, but the figure interrupted you.
“Scream for him and he dies.”
You closed your mouth and glared at the figure instead. You had a feeling on who it was, but you had to ask just in case the simulation was playing tricks on you.
“You’re the virus. The one that corrupted the simulation. Am I right?”
The figure laughed wickedly and shoved Hyunjin to the side before approaching you slowly. You watched Hyunjin fall onto your bed before returning your eyes to the figure. It circled you and looked you up and down before stopping in front of you once more. A gloved hand reached out and touched your chin before lifting your head so you could properly stare at it. A shiver went down your spine as you vaguely felt the touch to be familiar.
“Go ahead. Pull down the hood. See the face behind the virus.”
You shakily reached your hand out and let your fingertips touch the hem of the hood, afraid it might just be tricking you and will kill you right on the spot. When you looked down to see the dagger remaining unmoved, you fully grasped the hood and counted to three before yanking it back.
You wanted to vomit after seeing his face.
“YOU?!”
“Hey, my jasmine.”
Out of all the possibilities of who the virus might be, he was the last person on your mind. Hyunjin’s words rang in your ears and you felt a pit forming in your stomach.
‘Sharp fox-like eyes. Similar to Wooyoung.’
You might regret it, but you had to make sure that it wasn’t a nightmare come true. The same hand that yanked the hood back slightly cupped his cheek. Your knees almost gave out when he leaned into your touch easily. You retracted your hand, feeling disgusted as you stared the man down.
“You’re the virus, Dabin?!”
He laughed wickedly as he sheathed the dagger and caged you in between his arms. That laugh was once music to your ears. Now? It was something you needed to cleanse your ears of. You noticed the black veins protruding from his neck and saw his eyes glow green briefly before reverting back to its familiar brown color.
“So what if I am? What are you going to do about it?”
“Hey! Asshole!”
The two of you looked over to see Wooyoung wide awake and fully clothed. But he looked different. He was wearing an all black fit with the sleeves rolled up, a white shirt underneath the jacket with a hug opening around the collar and the sleeves rolled up as well, and a silver chain dangling off his neck and glinting in the moonlight. The eyeliner made the sharpness of his eyes looking more alluring and the thorny rose tattoo on his left forearm was revealed. What caught your eye though was his hair. The long strands of his black hair weren’t there anymore. Instead, it was short and a fiery shade of red.
“When I tell you to run, run.”
Dabin grew annoyed and turned to face Wooyoung, dagger at the ready. Before he could strike, Hyunjin grabbed his arms from behind and Wooyoung pried the dagger from his gloved hands.
“RUN!”
You sprinted out of the room, hearing the struggle between the three men. You threw the door open and your face rammed into a hard chest. You looked up to see a bewildered MITO staring down at you.
“Love, what’s going -”
“No talk! We’ve been compromised! The virus found us, but Wooyoung is awake! We got to go! NOW!”
You sprinted past MITO, who quickly ran behind you. Matz and SanSang saw you running. They didn’t ask you what was going on. Instead, they ran alongside you, shielding you as best as they could from any possible danger that loomed over their heads. Your lungs burned and your legs ached yet you didn’t stop until you fully evaded the danger that was your ex-husband, aka the virus.
“The door’s right there!”
You saw Wooyoung running alongside you and the short relief of seeing him again gave you the energy boost you need to reach the door. You swung it open and ran through, accidentally tripping in the process. A groan left your lips as the door closed behind you and you felt two pairs of hands lift you up by your arms. You looked around to see if everyone was present. MITO was there.
So was Hongjoong
Seonghwa
Yeosang
San
And…
“Wooyoung!”
You threw your arms around him and let out a sob of relief while Wooyoung, albeit out of breath and a bit disoriented from waking up from the simulation, hugged you back. He let go and kissed your forehead before turning to the bounty hunter and his fellow pirate kings.
“SANGIE! SANNIE!”
An excited squeal escaped Wooyoung as he hugged his best friend and his soulmate. He then hugged the captain and the first mate before turning towards the bounty hunter and hugging him as well.
“How long was I out?”
“Far too long. Luckily, Y/N here saved you.”
Wooyoung turned to you and grinned when he saw you shyly wave at him. He pulled you into a hug and repeatedly kissed your cheek, expressing his gratitude in between each kiss. He was soon dragged away by Yeosang and immediately latched onto him. While he was distracted by his best friend, MITO approached you.
“Hey. You ok?”
“No…”
“I know the virus seems scary, but I promise you that we’ll protect you -”
“I know him.”
All five of the pirate kings swiveled their heads towards you while MITO furrowed his brows in confusion. You sighed shakily and tried your best to explain everything without stuttering.
“Before you ask, I honestly didn’t know that he was the virus. I simply just know him as my ex-husband. It was an arranged marriage yet we fell in love a few weeks later. One day, he disappeared out of nowhere. Witness statements claim that they saw him go into the woods and a bright red light shone over him before disappearing. Then poof! He was gone. I assumed he ran away with his mistress and I signed the divorce papers. His parents thought the same thing and signed the papers for him.”
A tear fell down your face and all six men felt their hearts ache for you.
“Now that I know that he’s behind all this, I… don’t know what I should do.”
Hongjoong approached you and placed a hand on your shoulder, wiping the tear away from your face.
“The most we can do for now is rescue the last three members of our crew. We will figure it out together.”
With a final nod, you followed them closely behind.
“Who’s next?”
