She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...
A/N: I saw this challenge on another social media, and decided to write about it. Let me know what you think!
"Hey babe, so I saw this challenge thing, and I think we should do it!" Johnny called from the doorway as he walked into your room.
"What is it? Another dance?" You asked, turning away from your desk. He smiled as he shook his head.
"It's a 'how well do you know your partner' challenge. We have a list of things and we each go to the store and pick up items. Then when we meet back at the apartment, we read the list and see how well we've done" He stated as he plopped down on the bed.
"That sounds like an easy challenge. We could do it with our eyes closed." you smiled as you turned back to your computer to finish the document you were working on.
"Then let's do it! I'm going to the store" he popped up, you chuckled as you turned back around.
"I have to finish work" you cocked your head to the side.
"Yes you do, but I, however, am free. I will see you after you return from the store after your trip. I'll text you the list for the challenge" he waved as he left the room.
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You felt triumphant as you entered the apartment with your bags full of the items.
"Johnny, I'm back!" You shouted as you tossed the keys on the counter and slipped on your house shoes.
"Come on over" Johnny waved as you stepped into the living area. He had the camera set up on the coffee table and he lounged on the couch. You smiled, placing the bag of items you bought on the floor next to the couch. You sat opposite him on the sofa half facing him. "So I'll read the item, then we pull it out and hand it to the other. Thumbs up to the camera if it's correct. Which I'm sure it all will be."
"What do we do if it's wrong?" You smirked.
"Make a sad gesture? I doubt we will have any wrong answers." he smiled as he queued up the camera. "Ready?" He questioned, you nodded.
"Let's do this!" You bounced slightly in your spot, as he pushed record.
"Favorite drink" Johnny read from his phone as he reached into the bag beside him. You mirrored his actions reaching down into the bag pulling out his favorite brand of coffee. You rested it on his leg, as he handed you your favorite soda. You both gave a thumbs up to the camera.
"Favorite snack"you pulled out a container of watermelon, he nodded with a large smile as he handed you a package of your favorite snack. With nods and smiles you gave the camera another thumbs up.
"Favorite color" you handed him a new book that had a beautiful blue cover. And he handed you a new blanket in your favorite color. You quickly draped it over your legs as you reached for the next item.
"Ok so far so good. Now something that reminds you of me" he smiled as he tossed the next item at you. It was a small plush that matched the one he won for you on your first date to the fair. You laughed as you pulled out the children's toy camera you got him. You pressed the button "say cheese" it said then made a click sound. He gave a good deep belly chuckle. "This is perfect" he laughed as he took the toy.
"Ok last one. Something to do together" you smiled as you handed him tickets to the local amusement park. He smiled as he took them, and set them beside the other items. You looked confused as he just smiled at you.
"Johnny, where is yours? What's something you want to do together?" You asked, a large smile taking over his face, as he reached into his pocket. And knelt on the ground in front of you as he pulled out a ring.
"Well I was hoping we could do this together" he smiled, as you squealed. "So, will you marry me, and spend the rest of this life together with me."
"YES!" You screamed. He softly grabbed your hand and slid on the finger. He then cheekily turned to the camera and gave a thumbs up.
Summary: So you’re kind of hot for your weed dealer and his roommate, what’s wrong with that?
Warnings: drug use (marijuana), sex under the influence, oral sex (both receiving), protected sex, mmf threesome of sorts, dirty talk, voyeurism, , some mild degradation, porn without plot read at your own risk
Rating: Explicit
Word Count:2271
You're out of weed and out of money but you end up at Johnny's place anyway, bored on a weekend and hoping he'll share a joint with you as a friendly gesture.
You can't deny that there's an ulterior motive...getting to see him. He's hot in the dirtiest way, his collar always open to flash the tattoo winding up his throat, hair bleached dirty blonde and long at the collar. He was fun to talk to, too, and you usually ended up sharing a portion of what you’d bought from him just for the conversation.
Not to mention that he had a hot roommate, Yukhei, who’d come through to the living room for food in just a pair of basketball shorts and grin when he caught you staring.
Johnny opens the door with a big yawn and although it’s nearing noon you wonder if your knock has woken him up.
“Sorry,” you say, and he waves his hand, sitting down on the couch and reaching for a nearby duffle bag.
“An ounce?” He asks without looking up at you.
You shake your head. “Nah, I’m broke until next week.”
“A quarter, then?” He looks up at you, shaking his bangs out of his face.
You smile. “Broke broke Johnny.”
He cocks his head, a slow smirk forming at the corner of his mouth.
“No money, but a pretty mouth…”
You quirk an eyebrow. “You can't be suggesting what I think you’re suggesting.”
“Can’t I?”
You bristle at his words but it’s not like you hadn’t thought about it. Not for weed, of course, but just...in general. It wasn’t the first time he’d made such comments but you’d always brushed them off.
“Share one of those joints and I’ll think about it,” you say, perching on the edge of the coffee table, your knee hitting his.
Johnny laughs and shakes his head but he grabs one and lights it, taking in a deep pull before handing it to you.
You cough when you take a drag and he laughs at you again.
“My own personal reserve,” he explains.
“Unlike the bullshit you sell me?” You ask, voice strained from the weed.
Johnny just smiles, not answering, but you know it must be much stronger due to the immediate buzz in your head.
You lean back to place your palms behind you and steady yourself after a couple more drags.
“How much do I get for head?” You ask slowly, your gaze dragging down to his sweatpants.
You feel a bit vindicated when Johnny coughs in the middle of his toke, as if he wasn’t expecting your words.
“How does half an ounce sound?” He says finally, meeting your eyes.
You shrug lazily, the weed making you feel loose and sluggish. “Of your private reserve?”
Johnny groans with a laugh. “You drive a hard bargain.”
You arch your back to make your breasts pop, smiling at him.
“Don’t think I’m worth it?”
He grumbles but then looks up at you again. “All right, from the private reserve.” He says finally, as if it’s some big sacrifice, and it makes you giggle.
Johnny settles against the back of the couch, spreading his legs and smirking at you.
“R-right here?” you stutter.
Johnny shrugs. “It’s my house, isn’t it? Door’s locked.”
It doesn’t take much to convince yourself, in fact you would have done this eventually without the promise of free and strong weed, so you slide off the table and onto your knees in front of him, resting your hands on his thighs.
He gasps when you move your hands to the waistband of his sweats and it makes you giggle again.
“Didn’t think I’d actually do it? I’m full of surprises, Johnny Suh.”
“I don’t doubt it,” he responds, voice low and a bit quiet and you wonder if Yukhei is in his room sleeping and somehow it makes you hotter, makes this pull in the pit of your stomach.
When you pull out his cock he’s half hard already, longer than you’d imagined (and you had imagined it, whether you liked to admit it to yourself or not).
You wouldn’t consider yourself extremely experienced but you know you’re good with your mouth, know what men like, and you meet his eyes when you take the head of his cock into your mouth, sucking gently.
“Ah!” He claps his hand over his mouth, eyes widening, and you can’t help smiling around him.
You wrap your fingers around his base and take him deeper, working your tongue along the vein at the underside of his cock.
Johnny gasps, thighs trembling beneath your palms, hips twitching up and making you gag a little, and you feel him pulse on your tongue just before you hear a deep voice behind you.
“Damn, no one invited me to the party?”
Between the heady feeling between your thighs and the buzz in your head from the marijuana you don’t react much, making a small noise around Johnny’s cock and continuing to move your head and tongue in tandem.
“Jesus, fuck, Y/n, don’t make me cum in front of my roommate,” Johnny hisses, but he doesn’t move away, in fact bucking beneath you.
“Don’t stop on my account,” Yukhei drawls, plopping down on the other end of the couch, crossing one leg over the other and watching you with a slow smirk.
You glance over and he’s watching you, smile slowly fading and that makes you move faster, moving your hand in a twisting motion and pulling almost off Johnny’s cock before plunging him back into your mouth.
You feel slick against your shorts, squeezing your thighs together to feel the seam of the denim against your clit.
Johnny’s hand goes to the back of your head, not pushing but guiding and you let him, hollow your cheeks and he lets out a string of curses.
“Close, fuck, fuck, close, can I-”
You suck harder, glancing over at Yukhei again and there’s a shock of pleasure down your spine when you see that Yukhei has his cock out, stroking himself lightly, still just in those goddamn basketball shorts and he’s thicker than Johnny and you wonder if he’d feel heavier in your mouth, wonder if you’ll get to find out.
Then Johnny releases into your mouth, crying out, no longer trying to be quiet, and you swallow once and then twice, milking him dry with your mouth before lifting your head, breathing hard.
Johnny throws a forearm over his eyes, panting as well, but your eyes go to Yukhei, who’s still watching you, his eyes flitting down to your breasts straining against your shirt.
You feel hot and swollen between your legs, and you’re shucking your shorts and panties before you even realize what you’re doing.
Yukhei’s eyes are hot on yours, half lidded as he continues to stroke himself slow and lazy, his thick cock at full attention now against his stomach.
You have to break his gaze to rummage in your purse that you’ve discarded on the table, bringing out a condom that you rip open with your teeth.
Your whole body seems to thrum with this need, this ache between your leg and in your breasts, and the weed only makes it worse, only makes you need more and more.
“Fuck, Y/n, are you going to-” Johnny’s voice sounds hoarse now and when you look over at him he hasn’t moved to pull his sweats back up, his cock spent and dripping against his lower abdomen.
“Shut up, you had your turn,” Yukhei rasps, and beckons you toward him with a come hither gesture using one big hand.
You don’t waste time, climbing into his lap to straddle his thighs and you have time to think how big he is, wide across the shoulders, before he takes his big hands and puts them on your ass, rocks you up against his cock and you cry out at the stimulation against your wet cunt before you reach down to apply the condom, your breath coming shorter as pleasure coils in your stomach.
The air seems smoky and hazy somehow, maybe from the constant smoking of weed in the apartment, you can smell it loud around you, and before you can shift your hips Yukhei is lifting your ass again with his hands, leaning up to groan against your neck and you gasp again before guiding him inside you.
“Oh, fuck, shit, you’re tight,” Yukhei groans, nipping at your shoulder, rocking you against him, manhandling you, really, you don’t even have to move that much and you’re grateful, your movements slow and languid.
He feels big inside you, too, stretching you out and you settle down on his thighs to get him deeper.
“God,” you hear, hoarse and raspy, and you aren’t even sure who has said it until you feel another set of hands at your abdomen, tugging off your shirt.
You open your eyes to see Johnny pulling off your top and you raise your hands to help him, smiling lazily.
“Wanna see those tits,” he explains, as if you’d asked, as if you cared, all you wanted was to be touched, to be fucked, to be able to come finally after all this time you’d spent high and worked up.
Someone unhooks your bra and you’re not sure who it is but it doesn’t matter, your breasts bounce free and then your nipples are being tugged one one side with fingers and the other with teeth and you whine and rock forward, wanting more friction against your clit.
“You love this, yeah? Love being fucked and being watched, love all the attention on you?” You think it’s Yukhei saying this but you’re not sure, they both have such deep voices and you can’t keep your eyes open, you’re so closecloseclose.
You nod, rocking your hips faster, bracing your palms on Yukhei’s thighs just as you did on the table earlier and rolling your pelvis back and forth.
Between Yukhei inside you and the stimulation of your nipples and the pressure on your clit as you rock back and forth, it’s only a moment before you fall apart, crying out curses and moving faster, throwing your head back and someone latches on to your throat.
As you’re coming down Yukhei manhandles you again, shifting to put you down on the couch and your head falls in Johnny’s lap, you looking up at him wide eyed, mouth parted as Yukhei rams into you, making the loudest moans.
You open your mouth wider to say that you hope they don’t have nosy neighbors when Johnny puts his thumb in your mouth, pressing down on your teeth and tongue and you moan around the digit, rolling your hips up to meet Yukhei.
“You’re so fucking hot, Y/n,” Johnny comments, and you feel him hardening, pressed against your cheek so you meet his eyes again, sucking his thumb like you did his dick earlier.
Johnny groans and cups your face in his hands, doubling over to kiss you hot and dirty, no finesse, too much tongue but it makes your cunt heat up all over again.
You don’t realize Yukhei has finished until he pulls out of you and you whine, not liking the way you feel empty now.
“Jesus, give me a minute,” Yukhei groans.
Johnny strokes your cheek, smiling down at you fondly. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of you.”
You squeal with laughter when Johnny gets down on his knees and grabs your ankles, swings you around to put your legs on his shoulders.
You sit up enough on the couch so that you can see his sly smirk when he buries his face in your cunt and you cry out, your thighs trembling from overstimulation. He slides two long fingers inside you and you’re bucking up beneath him in moments, close to the edge from his tongue on your clit.
He sits up on his knees before you cum, though, and you huff out a frustrated breath.
Johnny laughs. “C’mon, baby, I don’t mind sloppy seconds, can I?”
It makes your mouth go dry, to be talked about like you’re an object, it’s not usually something you find hot but you’re learning all kinds of things about yourself tonight.
You’re grateful that he produces a condom out of nowhere because you aren’t sure you’d have even asked him, you’re so fucked out.
When he slides inside you, you gasp and sit up to wrap your legs around him and he presses his thumb against your clit, looks down at you but not your face, watches your tits bounce, the way you roll up against him.
Your orgasm builds and builds again and he lasts longer this time, you’re cumming around his cock and he’s still fucking you through it, panting, bucking into you unevenly.
This time when you’re empty again your body goes boneless and Yukhei laughs at you, running his thumb across your bottom lip.
“Baby’s tired,” he croons, and lifts you up. You put your head on his shoulder, exhausted, and let him carry you to bed. Whose bed? You don’t find out until the next morning when Yukhei pads in with a bong.
You’re half asleep, still wrapped in Johnny’s arms when Yukhei happily plops down next to you, leaning down to plant an open mouth kiss on your parted lips.
When Johnny sits up and takes a hit from the bong as you still doze, you croak out, “That better not be from my ounce,” and he laughs so hard he almost falls off the bed.
You’re starting up your 3rd year of college with a little secret under your belt. Maybe you know the new street artist MARZ who keeps getting closer and closer to campus? Or maybe you are that new street artist MARZ? One thing is certain, your brother would not approve of your less than legal hobby and neither would the administration. But expressing yourself through your art when you can’t through your words is the only way to work through your issues. Oh and there’s one more teensy secret… you haven’t come out to your family yet. 🌈
(I hope you enjoy this part ❤ Thanks for waiting out, it's been a stressful month for me. I promise I'll try to get the remaining pts out quickly)
When SM hire you for three months to work on a new NCT comeback, you were simply looking forward to spending some time with your brother, Mark. What you weren’t looking forward to, however, was seeing your ex, Johnny, who you had broken up with right before NCT’s debut. Does time and distance really make the heart grow fonder?
Johnny x Reader, Idol x Producer AU, Social Media AU
Replay Masterlist
5 Years Ago
It was a birthday surprise. Johnny had given you plenty of wine on the plane, which he knew made you incredibly sleepy, and you had slept for most of the journey, which meant you didn’t have a clue where you were going. He had turned off the map so you couldn’t see where you were going, either. He had been incredibly meticulous. It made your heart burst.
You looked out of the window, and you saw the city which made your eyes sparkle with delight. A city you had always wanted to visit. London.
It had been a spectacular trip. Johnny had wowed you with a wonderful posh hotel overlooking the London Eye, champagne and strawberries, and walks along the Thames. The weather was warm enough and the rain held off for the entire trip as you visited all the tourist attractions, and Johnny took you to less busy spots, including a roof top film night in Peckham and Abbey Road Studios, where you recorded a track which you left for whoever was going to record there next as a fun idea. It turned out to be Calvin Harris, who called you the following week asking to use your work. Johnny knew you so well, and knew exactly what you would want to do. You spent the nights in the hotel, and Johnny let you do whatever you wanted to him, making you immensely happy The weekend went too quickly, and it wasn’t long before you had to return to normalcy. But boy, was it a weekend you would never forget, and would cherish. It was yours and Johnny’s place.
You woke up from your flight, and realised you had been dreaming about London whilst on your way to LA. You smiled to yourself. It had been just after your 6 month anniversary, and it had seemed fitting to celebrate your birthday alongside it. You had been thinking a lot about your relationship with Johnny the first time around recently, the good and the bad. London had certainly been the good - the best, really. Now you were in a completely different city, miles away from Johnny, again, and you couldn’t help but overthink. You knew it would only hurt to think about how things used to be. So you focused on how things were now.
One of your friends had driven your car and left it at the airport for you, so the journey back to your home was easy. You were eager for a shower, before heading to the studio to start work. You were having a little get together later in the evening, so you wanted to do a little bit of work before then. Work hard, play hard. You had one week: you had to make it count.
[3:22] Johnny watches you show off your new shoes with heart eyes and encourages you to try on new outfits with them so he can watch your eyes light up as you see something that matches
“We’re gonna make it.” - Johnny One-Shot Requested
Requested One-shot from Anonymous
Pair : Slight Johnny x Reader
Genre: Supernatural (Wolf AU) - What did you expect I like this kind of genre
Warnings: Cursing, blood, needles(I hate needles...I hated writing that part....), drugging
Author Note: Sorry I took so long to write this, busy with school. Like I have exams and state exams coming up this week, so I’m sorry if anyone requests something and it takes me a couple of days to post. (P.S. I listened to Don’t Wake Me Up by The Hush Sound) Enjoy the request. Hope I did okay.
"Deep breathes. In and out." "I got your back." -Johnny NCT Requested by Anonymous
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He wasn't expecting this, and neither were you. You had a slight idea of what you were getting yourself into, but he hadn't. No, the first time he had heard of this plan was from your old friend, Sogen. She had met him in a basement parking garage of an abandoned apartment complex after he had finished his patrols with his pack-mates. No. He wasn't expecting a 5'6'' mousey brown wolf to come snarling up to him out of no where. Nor did he expect it to start talking to him through his mind by pack telepathy.
So here you and him were. Stuck. Or trapped. Whatever you wanted to say it was. You two had been played. While everyone was looking for you above, both of you were stuck underground by the Association, an organization of hunters. They had gotten the both of you by surprise and when the male had seen you be injected with wolfsbane he nearly shifted. He had made a promise to look out for you, and here he was, watching you give way and crumple to the floor. It wasn't long before he too was knocked out.
You were the first to wake. Everything was white, and it hurt your eyes as you adjusted to the harsh bright lighting above you. That was when you realized, you were restrained. Your arms were tied behind you around a cold chair and your feet were strapped to the legs of the chair.
What made it worse was the scent of wolfsbane was intoxicating the whole room, making it nearly impossible for you to focus on using any supernatural strength you had left, the smell was making you feel weak and nauseated to your stomach. You could feel the bile rising up in your throat.
Where exactly were you? Your head was spinning and thoughts and memories were tangled up as you tried to get some sense of orientation. You took in a deep breathe, yet coughed at the disgusting taste and scent of that poisonous flower entering your lungs. You closed your eyes and kept focusing on trying to remember what happened. Sogen had introduced the NCT pack to your pack of misfits. You guys were working together on a case of missing supernatural that had gone missing in your territory, more importantly on Sogen's watch. You remember forcing Sogen to get more help as well as fight with her about who's going on recon. 'Oh god, Sogen must be panicking right now.' You thought, but pushed it aside. After you two fought, you met NCT. They were nice and treated you fairly despite your pack not having an alpha. That was when you became more acquainted with Johnny. You guys were assigned for recon, since he was the only one willing to talk more when Sogen was around. 'Probably because Sogen had stopped threatening him through his mind.' That was when memories for you began getting a bit blurry, or faded. You and Johnny had planned to go on a run to let off some steam before the next day. You two had heard something down in the sewers of the subway station, so you both went to investigate. Hazy images reached your mind.
'Wolf. Blood. So much blood. Whimpering...torture...' You paused your train of thought and growled at the pounding against your head. You wanted to stop thinking, but you needed to remember. One image stuck out clearly to you. Men in black stealth gear grabbing you, and seeing Johnny's eyes glow yellow before you remember a small stinging pinch in your neck and everything went black. 'Johnny...'
Your eyes shot open and instead of their (h/c) colored hue, it was replaced with an eerie blazing yellow. Your breathing picked up and a snarl escaped your throat, you weren't alone. Those men that drugged you were apart of the Association, the people your two packs were going to go after, and they had you and Johnny. Panic began settling back in and you tried struggling out of your bonds, but as you tried, there was a searing pain in your wrists and it made you clench your teeth. It was burning your skin. 'Silver.' You weren't going anywhere. You struggling made anyone nearby or watching have their full focus on you, but a noise from behind you caught your attention.
"(y/n)? Is that you?" The person coughed at the stench of wolfsbane, but their head was darting around to try and find you. You recognized the voice despite it being raspy and weak, but it was a resonating tune in your ears.
"Yeah. I'm here Johnny. Are you okay?" You paused for a moment. You guys were trapped. Why would he be okay?
"Despite being chained up sitting in a chair, I'm just peachy. Gosh I wish I had Ten's flexibility right now. Maybe I'd be able to get my wrists free-" You winced when you could pick up on the scent of burning flesh besides the wolfsbane and you could hear him growl in either pain or frustration. Maybe both.
"I tried that already. The chains are made of silver. They don't want us going anywhere." You sighed, but Johnny wasn't giving up, "Johnny. Stop. It's not going to work." You said calmly, although you weren't facing him you could tell he was determined to break free.
"Don't say that. It's like giving up. It's too early to give up." He growled and rattled in his chair. You suddenly heard him yelp when a loud clanging made the ground underneath your feet vibrate.
"Johnny?" Your voice was laced with concern, and he didn't reply. Although your supernatural powers were weakened due to the materials and scents in the room, you could still hear Johnny's breathing. It was ragged and like he was out of breathe. "Johnny?" You called out to him again, and he grunted before you hear the clanging on the ground again. "Stop. You're just going to hurt yourself." The clanging didn't stop, and you closed your eyes at the noise. Not the clanging noise, no the pain you could hear and sense being inflicted on Johnny. Every time he tried getting loose, the smell and sound of burning flesh was evident over the scent of wolfsbane.
"Then how am I supposed to have your back when I'm stuck in this chair? We're getting out of here, one way or another, I made a promise to you when we first met. Don't you remember?" He seethed and your heart was jumping out of your chest at this point. Adrenaline was rushing through your veins and you knew why. The sound of heels clacking against the tiled hallway outside of the room you two were in was getting closer. Johnny realized what was happening when you went quiet and your heart-rate quickened. "Shit." He muttered under his breathe, and struggled to try and sit himself back up, but he couldn't get his chair back up since he was still restrained, so he kept struggling as the sound of heels was getting closer to you two by the minute. "(y/n)." He called out your name. "(y/n)." When he got no response he growled and shouted out your name over the pounding of blood in your head. "(y/n)!" Your head jolted in response and you began breathing quicker than before causing him to speak more. "Listen to me! Your going to get out of this, you hear me!? Don't you give up now. Take deep breathes. Okay!? Deep breathes. In and out. In and out." He tried calming you down, but you were facing the white door and you saw the metal knob turn and a woman dressed in a pristine white lab coat smiled your way. Her blonde hair was in a bun and her icy blue eyes sent chills down your spine. Men in the black stealth gear had her back and she smirked at you causing the air you were breathing in and out to get caught in your lungs.
"Looks like our two little pups just couldn't wait to wake up." She chuckled and waltzed into the room bending down to examine your face. Her hand reached out to touch your chin and she turned your head to the side. "Seems like the wolfsbane is still running it's course. But, another dose wouldn't hurt." She pulled out a syringe from her pocket, and you flinched at the sight, trying to get away, but the silver burned into your skin and you had no where to go. You were stuck.
"Don't you touch her you fucking monster!" He shouted from where he was on the ground and wiggled around in his chair trying to get free. The woman stopped her movements to stare at him and then back at you.
"I'm just a doctor. Doing my job in keeping this world from monsters like you." She retorted and you let out a long sorrowful howl of pain when she jabbed the syringe into your shoulder. Johnny snarled at this and the doctor noticed. "Guards. Seize him. Take him to the other room, and prepare the tests." The men nodded and pulled out tasers and you watched in horror as the woman moved the chair so you could finally see Johnny. He was facing your way and the men poked him with their taser sticks as he kept snarling, his eyes were glowing their beta yellow color and he looked like he was about to blow. Johnny managed to get his legs free and kicked one of the men away from where he was, but was countered with one man prodding him with the taser.
They somehow managed to get him out of the chair with the restraints of silver still on his arms and retied his legs. You watched all of this and your gaze began getting hazy. The woman noticed. "Ah, it's finally working. So the mixture does slow the effects of the dosage. Interesting." She kept her gaze on you, but you watched as Johnny tried fighting back.
They started dragging him out of the room while he was growling, snarling, and screaming bloody murder. "Your friend's not coming back." She whispered in your ear and you could barely breathe.
"Don't listen to them (y/n). We're getting out of this. Stay awake! Don't give in." The woman walked to the door after Johnny and the guards and you could still hear Johnny even though he was out of your line of sight. "I got your back! Don't give up (y/n)!" The woman began closing the door, yet Johnny's fight to regain control could still be heard. "Let go of me! When I get loose, you're going to regret it!"
"Good night Sweetheart~" The woman said to you and fully shut the door and you heard the mechanics in the door lock and you felt your sight become more blurry. Not because of the wolfsbane, no. You felt the and tasted the wetness and salt run down your cheeks. You were stuck here, and Johnny was taken away...your body gave into the dosage before you could hear the sound of sirens and the lights flicker off.
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Snarls and screams of humans echoed through the hallways, but everything was black for you. Blood splattered against the door to where you were, and a mousey brown wolf tore into the blonde haired woman without mercy. They stopped when someone growled at them and they moved away in the crowded hallway to let the messy brown haired male take one look at the mutilated woman. He grabbed her ID card and pressed it against the scanner to get into the room, but it didn't work. The wolf snarled as it got impatient and it rammed the door full force, and on the fourth try, they managed to get it open. The wolf could barely fit through, so the male went first and ran straight to you ignoring the pain in his wrists and his whole body. He removed the silver chains despite burning his own hands and cradled you in his arms as the wolf outside began fighting more guards that swarmed the area.
"I told you we were going to make it (y/n)." He stood up slowly with you passed out in his arms and he made his way forward when he saw his pack-mates come to Sogen's rescue. "I got your back." He whispered softly and got help making his way out of the Association Laboratory with you safely tucked in his arms.
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They left the laboratory in a bloody wreck and never looked back. When they got to a safe zone, Sogen gave Johnny an approving nod after shaking out her fur and leaving the two of you be for the moment while the others checked the area.
