𝓟 airings. familiar!beomgyu x witch!reader wc. 0.6k
🕸️◞ WARNINGS. jealous possessive gyu, unprotected sex , riding
「 ♱ authors note 」 day 3!! i missed writing for txt , so i had to do one for them ...
when you were a kid; the only thing you looked forward to was getting your familiar when you turned 13 , everyone in your family of witches got theirs when they turned of age — and you were excited to get yours.
that was until you got yours; in the shape of beomgyu. not only could he transform into a cat — an annoying cat who scratched at your ankles when he didn't get his way , he also took the shape of a human form so that he could annoy you in your day to day life.
“being my familiar means you protect me from harm, not random guys i come across.” you sat on your bed , covered in your spell books; he meowed you rolled your eyes. “don't act innocent now , you know what you did.” you blinked for a half a second and there he was in human form sitting on your bed. “he was dangerous , im telling you.” he said. “he asked for my number.”
“i could just tell.” he said. “you said that about yeonjun.” you stared at him stoically. “he just has that face.” he said , you scoffed. “and what kind of face do you have?” he smirked. “a sexy one.” rolling your eyes. “there has to be a spell to get a new familiar.” his eyes widened. “why would you say that!” he cried out. “take that back.” you smirked. “why should i?” you asked. “you've been such a bad familiar , why shouldn't i just get rid of you?”
you knew beomgyu hated when you did that; you always threatened to get rid of him , even though you knew you wouldn't , as annoying as he was , he still was a good protector. “get a better one.” that was the last thing you said , before the creature lunged for you , pinning your hands above your head. “beomgyu.” you said , eyes widened.
“i told you i hate when you say that.” he whispered in your ear. “no one else can take care of you like me, you know that.” you tried to fight against him , but he just pinned you down , holding your wrist tighter. “only me.” you felt his harden length on your thigh. “you seriously hard right now?” you pushed your thigh against his cock , he hissed. “of course i am , you walk around his barely clothed and expect me not to be.”
“so you're a perv?” you teased. “you forget i can hear what you're thinking?” you moaned as he bit down on your neck. “you're thinking about how it will feel with my cock deep inside you.” he grinding against you. “you bouncing on my cock , i see im not the only pervert in this apartment.”
you never thought you'd see the day you were bouncing on the cock of your familiar , but here you were, sat on his lap with his cock inside you. “you're mine , no one else's.” he groaned , he held your waist , your boobs bouncing in his face. “fuck gyu.” you moaned , tugging at his hair , he mouth engulfing one of your boobs. “keep suckin like that.”
‘you feel so good.’ the boy was inside your head. ‘i -fuck- i don't let those other guys near you because you're mine.’ you moaned out his name. “gyu I'm gonna cum.” he groaned. ‘they won't fuck you like i can , protect you like i can’ he began to fuck up into you. “gyu im cumming!” you screaming out. “cum for me.”
he let out a whimpered like moan as you clenched around him; “fuck i'm gonna cum.” the creature felt himself about to burst. “fuck fuck fuck.” he held you down , cumming deep inside you. “don't say that again.” he said , finally letting your waist go , bruising already forming. “you're mine.”
𖹭 bella's note for u : hihihi, this is going to be one-liner or one passage hard thoughts series, I've really lost a lot of engagement since i went on a hiatus, so this is my comeback series y'all ! I hope u enjoy this different idea ;) can't wait to contribute more to moaville , love bella ♥️
very fluff, kinda suggestive? reader was called pretty
he would be so cute while drunk, slurring his words and being more touchy than he already is. could be at a party and he's trying to cuddle you on the couch Infront of everyone, "I realllyyy love you yn" he smiles and slurs to you, moving back and forth— head hanging low like he couldn't hold it up. "I know, I love you too jun—cmon let's go home" you suggest, passing him the water bottle he has been chugging the past few minutes. "what are you tryna do...?" He smirks, snaking a hand around your waist. "yeonjun." you warn him, he smiles snd places a wet kiss on your cheek— finally getting him up and outside and he's a giggling mess, more blush floods his already pink face. "so pretty, and all mine??" He giggles and quickly covers his flustered face. A small smile shows on your face as he giggles and walks next to you talking about something stupid— knowing he won't remember this the next morning. thinking he's adorable in this moment as he wraps a arm around your shoulder, more so for support as he walks.. suddenly stopping and pulling you into a hug, you gladly hug him back. humming softly as he pulls back to kiss your forehead— finding both hands holding your face as he pulls you into a passionate kiss. you could practically taste the alcohol on his tongue, you wrap your arms around his neck break the kiss— yeonjun quickly trying to chase your lips. "let's get home jun" "could take you right here on this durrt." "walk faster."
A week went by. A very weird and confusing week. A week where you barely spoke to anyone, because no one wanted to say anything. It was like you guys didn’t know what to say. Like walking on eggshells constantly.
Everyone was scared, scared of losing one another by some hurtful words. Everyone was like a ticking time bomb ready to explode.
And it was killing you.
This isn’t what you imagined would happen when Beomgyu came back. You wanted everything to be like before, was that too much to ask? For you guys to be all happy around each other.
But that wasn’t the case, you thought you could even count with one hand how many times you saw either of them smile or even laugh that week. Not even when you guys watched your favorite movie.
Things didn’t get better, they didn’t get worse. It just seemed like time was passing by. That’s it. You had no feelings. Like emptiness engulfed you completely, everything you felt kept away in some sort of feeling box that could explode at any given moment. A box that was more fragile than you thought.
A few text messages popped up on your screen. Taehyun.
He had been trying to contact you for the past two days. Wanting to know if everything was okay. Because after the kiss, you guys didn’t see each other anymore. You assumed it was because of his parents, and you didn’t want to bother. Family stuff was always complicated.
You wanted to answer, but at the same time it felt weird. Like, how were you supposed to act now? Like nothing happened? Maybe he wanted to confess to you, but you weren’t ready for that. You knew that you weren’t mentally stable in any way for a relationship, and it would end up just hurting everyone even more.
Beomgyu had been anxious lately, very, very anxious. His eyes looked neurotic, always wandering around the house nervously. His leg wouldn’t stop moving, he wouldn’t stop moving. Always looking for something to do.
You knew the reason, and it made your chest ache in pain. He had been good, keeping his promise, not using drugs. But it wasn’t easy, oh no, it was so difficult. So difficult seeing your friend practically crumble and cry every few hours because he felt awful.
He was paranoid, he needed the dopamine. He wanted it more than ever. To evade all of this. To evade the situation he created. His mind was his worst enemy. He felt everything was his fault, that he was the problem of all the things that happened in his life. That His dad was right. He was nothing more than a useless crackhead.
Yeonjun wasn’t doing much better either. He spent most of the day sleeping, and when he didn’t, he would just be silent, staring at a wall, picking onto that very deep wound he created on his finger. It looked infected, it hurt. But he couldn’t bother to ask for your help. He felt like a burden.
And you couldn’t bother to go help, not because you didn’t want to, but because you simply hadn’t noticed.
Your steps were slow, as you looked at the door. Thinking about going inside. Not really wanting to. What some day felt like your home, didn’t feel like it anymore. Everything was crumbling down.
You hesitated, anxious feet tapping onto the ground. Until you felt a hand on your shoulder. Scared, you turned around, just to see Soobin there.
“Hey… Are you okay? You don’t look so well…” He was right, your eyes looked dead inside, that usual glint of light gone. The circles under your eyes betrayed you, letting everyone know how badly you slept these days. And your lips, your usual soft lips, were cracked, a bunch of small red wounds decorating them.
“Huh? Oh… Me? Well, yeah… It’s fine, I mean, I’m fine” You try to smile and wave him off. You had also lost your patience with other people trying to chime in into your life.
Specially Heeseung, he could fuck off.
“You sure…? I don’t mean to sound rude, but, you look awful” His eyes were filled with worry, and you felt bad. He was always so nice, why was he always so nice? Why did he try to help you? You never did anything for him. So why was he always there?
“Oh…” You didn’t know what to say, because he was right. You weren’t okay, and you looked even worse.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. I’m just really worried… For you.” He held one of your hands, his felt soft, like a cloud came down and held onto you. Like a beam of hope.
But you couldn’t accept it. It would feel like taking advantage of him. It would make you feel even more terrible. This was your problem, so you had to solve it. No one else.
“It’s okay Soobin. I can deal with it” You quickly grabbed the keys and decided to go for the door, but he stopped you.
“You know you can tell me, right? I will be there for you. I’ve told you many times. I want to help you. Really.” He kept holding your hand, looking into your eyes.
You couldn’t help but choke up a little, the feeling of wanting to cry growing bigger.
“Why? It doesn’t make sense. Why would you want to help me?” You look away, this question has always been on your mind.
You just took his help and didn't think much about it, because it always felt good to have someone to rely on, no matter what. But within this week, a lot of things changed. You changed.
“Well… If I’m being honest, I kind of pity you…” There it was, the word you hated the most. Pity. “But not in a bad way” He waved his hands nervously as if he had just read your mind. “I just hate seeing you feeling sad, I don’t know exactly why, but I just feel like I should help you… It’s weird, I’ve always associated it with pity, but I know it’s not that. Or maybe it is. But whatever it is. It makes me feel anxious for you, I keep wondering how you are, and if you’re feeling okay. That’s why when I see you like this, I can’t help but wonder how to help. Because you also need someone to help you Y/n… You can’t always be the one helping people. You’re also human.”
You couldn’t help but to start crying, crying your eyes out. Finally letting your feelings take over you. Those feelings that were trapped, suffocating you.
getting ready together.. picking each other's outfit.. you'd be spotted at every house party known...
always the loudest and wildest.. would hold your neck to pour alcohol on your mouth .. have tons of silly drunk pictures on phone... dances and sings together to the music.. always competes who has the highest alcohol tolerance but would helps when the other is too drunk.. you'd be each other's wingman.. like you didn't just make out earlier always has your back when getting involved in fights.. wont leave unless together, always stops by a fast food to eat, then laughs how both of you are so wasted you cant even eat properly..
Warnings: mentions of- violence, death, drinking, smoking, sleeping around (but it’s all consensual so i don’t see a problem with it. But i know some people do so TW ig), name calling (but they don’t actually mean it and none of them think they do, they’re loving nicknames), crying, pining/angsty love, Yeonjun being dumb basically poor baby
Author’s Note: Ahhh so I’m back. I hope no one’s too made i started a new addition to the werewolf/college universe but i really think these stories are gonna be nice and get me excited to start writing again so here’s to hoping! Let me know if anyone wants to be added to the tag list for any of the characters!
Please remember that all of these chapters and the content within them are a work of fiction! They’re just for fun/entertainment!
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Yeonjun never understood his brothers. He never understood half of the weird shit they did. He never understood their constant need to be around one another. And he certainly never understood why they were so eager to find their mates.
So naturally, when he was sat on the living room couch scrolling through his phone out of boredom and suddenly heard the pup of their pack arguing with their alpha over what their future mates must be like at the kitchen table, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“Hyung, there’s no way you’ll get a mate that’s like you,” Kai reasoned with a dry chuckle, “That relationship could never last! Two control freaks don’t make for a happy couple!”
“Surprised you could do that much math,” Soobin scoffed semi-bitterly at his younger brother, “In fact, you better hope yours has half a brain because you’re too dumb to not have someone looking out for you for the rest of your life!”
Everyone in the pack knew that the youngest in the pack wasn’t always the smartest when it came to basic schooling and common sense. Hell, the only reason they found him and added him to the pack in the first place was because he had somehow managed to piss off a group of fifth graders who began chasing him, a high school senior, down the eldest’s home street.
So Yeonjun knew the alpha wasn’t entirely wrong for insinuating Kai probably needed a mate with a solid head on their shoulders. But that didn’t mean that he thought the boy was stupid.
He actually thought he was quite bright when he wanted to be. In fact, the eldest often even went to the pup for some sound advice when needed because he knew he had an incredibly high emotional intellegence for someone so young.
Huening just wasn’t all that book smart. But so what? Yeonjun himself couldn’t necessarily say he was either. He loathed school and his grades were a perfect reflection of his feelings. He couldn’t even count how many classes he flunked on one hand anymore. But that didn’t mean he was stupid or dumb. He just… didn’t do well in school. Obviously that meant he wouldn’t waste his time or energy trying.
Kai on the other hand very much cared about doing a good job at school. He was a people pleaser and an overachiever, two personality traits Yeonjun didn’t envy him for having.
The youngest of their pack worked tirelessly to get his grades to something his parents would consider to be an acceptable score. He found himself people willing to tutor him, spent countless hours at the library at their shared university, and even mapped himself out a schedule that was dedicated to maximizing his study efforts. It was evident to anyone with eyes that he was working his butt off.
So part of him did think what the alpha said was a bit of a low blow. It probably even hurt the youngest’s feelings, not that he’d ever show it.
But part of Yeonjun also thought that the topic at hand they were arguing about was a stupid topic to argue about to begin with.
“I can take care of myself you know hyung,” Huening insisted.
You see, Yeonjun didn’t like the idea of mates. He didn’t like the idea of signing away everything that made them themselves to some stranger their weird werewolf instincts told them they would have to love forever. He didn’t like the idea that his brothers were all trying as hard as they were to find theirs.
And he sure as shit didn’t agree with wanting to give up the lifestyle he had gotten used to over the years just because his dumb wolfy brain would be too obsessed with some innocent unsuspecting human to think straight.
Soobin snickered, “You literally wouldn’t be able to tie your shoes if it weren’t for us but whatever Huening.”
Because who would want to be tied down like that? Who would want to have to answer to some random person for the rest of their life that something as ridiculous as fate set them up with? Who would want a life that basically took away everyone in the situation’s free will and personal choices? Not Yeonjun, that’s for sure.
“That was one time!” Kai groaned with a theatrical throw of his hands in the air, “And it was only because I couldn’t find my contacts hyung!”
At that point in his younger brothers’ conversation, Yeonjun had pretty much tuned them out. Not that he could help it, they’re the ones who got his brain stuck on a topic he otherwise wouldn’t have given five seconds of his time to. Now because of them, his brain was laser focused on what finding a mate would mean for him in particular. And the thought started making his stomach churn with unease.
Because he was someone who liked going to parties. He liked the opportunity to make friends and socialize. He liked the free drinks and party favors. He even liked the god awful music because it meant he could dance his troubles away without a care in the world.
If he had a mate, chances were they wouldn’t want him to go to parties. Or go out. Or have a good time with his friends.
He was also someone who liked to drink and smoke pretty regularly to handle the stress of his everyday life. Not that he was an alcoholic or anything, but he was definitely someone who had to go to the hospital more than a handful of times to get his stomach pumped after partying a little too hard. And he was definitely someone who always had a pack of cigarettes in his jacket pocket in case he needed to chill out. But that didn’t mean he thought he was a chain smoker or anything.
Regardless of what he thought, the pack was friends with other packs in the area and let’s just say more than a few of them had mates that were heavily against their mate doing any kind of smoking or drinking.
With his luck, his mate would be the same exact way and he’d be forced to give up something he knew loved for someone his instincts would tell him he loved.
Yeonjun also liked to hook up with random people at the parties he went to. Some of them even on a regular basis because it was a situation that benefited everyone involved. They all would be satisfied with their sex lives and no one had to worry about mushy gushy relationship stuff like going on picnics or planning cheesy dates to get laid.
But he knew the second he got a girlfriend, that favorite pass time of his would be over or it would become the center of all their arguments. Which is exactly why he had never had one before.
Which was another issue: he wasn’t exactly a guy destined for monogamy. Hell, he wasn’t even able to promise his situationships that he wouldn’t go fuck someone else right after he was done with them.
And everyone, everyone, knew that about him. Even people he had never even met or people from other universities knew he was the kind of guy who girls brought back home to their beds, not back home to meet their parents.
If he had a mate, chances were they wouldn’t be okay with an open relationship. In fact, they’d likely want to be completely exclusive and to only be with each other. And, since being a mated werewolf apparently meant you’d do anything your mate wanted, he’d have no choice but to comply.
But if he had a choice, Yeonjun would want the opposite of that. Not that he would even know how to begin going about having that kind of awkward talk with someone. Actually, he couldn’t even imagine the issues that uncomfortable conversation would cause him if he had a mate.
As the eldest stayed seated adorned in his usual black and leather get up and witnessed Kai bang his fist slightly against the kitchen table causing it to still shake rather violently due to their heightened strength, he couldn’t help but think of another rather unsettling complication finding a mate would cause him if he somehow did manage to warm up to the idea of having one: bringing a fragile little human into his rather chaotic and dangerous life.
Sure he had plenty of human friends, not having them would’ve been strange and they had to stay unsuspecting to the outside world after all. And it wasn’t even that he thought less of them or had them for appearances sake. Yeonjun did genuinely like, and even at times envy, his human friends. But none of them knew half the shit that really went on in his life.
They didn’t know that he wore brown colored contacts to hide his naturally golden eyes. They didn’t know that his roommates were actually his packmates. They didn’t know he had to be locked up for almost a whole week twice a year to keep from fucking everything and everyone that crossed his path during his rut.
And they definitely didn’t know that if he ever let his emotions go unchecked and got too mad he could phase and hurt, possibly even accidentally kill, the people around him.
Yeonjun had known he had to take all that into consideration during every interaction he had with his human friends. He couldn’t let his guard down or let his emotions take control for even a second around them.
Despite that, he had never really thought about what falling in love with a human would mean for or what the consequences would be for them.
Being a mate meant being part of his pack. His pack of very kind, albeit very dumb, brothers and their future mates. It meant always having to be tethered to them because Yeonjun was, no matter how big in size it would get or how rocky a relationship the person would have with any one of them.
Being a mate meant having to keep a secret, a huge one, from all friends and family outside of said pack in order to protect everyone. It meant his mate would have to watch everything they said to be sure they never let anything slip out.
And being a mate meant being put in dangerous, possibly even deadly, situations. It meant that his mate would have to always be on the look out for werewolf hunters trying to use them for leverage.
It meant they’d have to be conscious of rivaling or vengeful packs/rogue wolves who’d have a bone to pick with theirs for one reason or another. It meant they’d have to get wrapped up with other packs and their business because Yeonjun’s never turned others away when they needed help.
It even meant that he could hurt his mate himself if he wasn’t careful while phasing or using too much strength when their weaker human body couldn’t handle it.
Being linked to him meant being linked to a revolver with one bullet in the chamber randomly firing: you just never knew when it would go off.
How could Yeonjun ever be okay with doing that to someone who never had a say in the matter to begin with because of the feelings they would catch due to his werewolf instincts?
Even if his instincts told him he didn’t have a choice, how could he ever willingly be okay with putting someone he supposedly loved in harms way each and every day? How could he ever be able to sleep at night? Or even live with himself if something ever ha-
“Jjun hyung,” Soobin’s voice suddenly broke through Yeonjun’s thoughts, “I need you to drive Hyuka to the library for his tutoring session today.”
The eldest couldn’t help but pull his brow together in annoyance, “And why the fuck would I do that?”
Yeonjun couldn’t lie and say he meant for his question to come out as rude as it did. But he truthfully didn’t see why he needed to be the one to take him. Sure the pup of the pack couldn’t drive yet, but others in the pack had recently gotten their licenses and could take him. Why did he have to do it?
Especially after he went and bummed himself out by overthinking his whole existence and future from a conversation the alpha and pup started without his control. It just didn’t seem fair.
“Because I’m in charge and because I’m asking you politely to do it,” Binnie spoke hurriedly as he shoved some books into his already overflowing bag, clearly rushing to leave the house for, what the eldest could only assume based on his polished appearance anyways, work.
Yeonjun didn’t really think that was a good enough answer. Why couldn’t Beomgyu take the younger boy? Or Taehyun? Why did it have to be him?
He drove a really nice motorcycle that, even though it could fit two people on it easily, he didn’t like other people getting close to because they could scratch or dent it. Not to mention Hueningkai was absolutely terrified of riding it as he so lovingly pointed out when he deemed it a “coffin on two wheels.” It would just make more sense for one of the others to drop him off, right?
So Yeonjun let out a dry chuckle, “Nicely? Sounds more like a command if you ask me. Huening failing out of school is not my responsibility. Besides someone else will have to do it anyways because I have school myself sorry.”
While he knew that statement was a selfish thing to say, it was also true. If he could manage to get by in school all on his own with a hope and a prayer, why couldn’t the youngest of their little family learn to do it?
Sure other people did try to “help” Yeonjun with his issues once upon a time, but they just made him feel even more stupid than he already knew his parents thought he was. So he didn’t even fully see the point of the pup going to tutoring anyways. Chances are it wouldn’t really work for him either. So it was a waste of money in his eyes.
The alpha pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly agitated and over the fight he hadn’t even had with the eldest yet, “Jesus fuck Yeonjun-ah, I don’t have time for this!” Soobin insisted with a hiss, “Tweedle dee and tweedle dumbass’s class start times today won’t let them do it and I have work. We both know you’re just gonna blow your classes off today like you do nearly everyday anyways so you can do it you just don’t want to.”
Soobin sighed jaggedly as he ran a hand through his messy hair in an attempt to steady his breathing, “But if that’s what it takes to get you off your ass and to get you to be helpful for once then yes, it’s a command then!” He practically growled because he had to do something he hated and had to force his status on his brothers as he threw his bag to sit on his shoulder, “Take his ass to his tutoring so he doesn’t fail out of school. I dont know about you but i don’t want his sisters to come and freak out on us for being bad influences on him again!”
Even though he heard muffled snickers coming from Taehyun and Beomgyu sitting nearby, all Yeonjun could do at that point was throw a harsh scowl Soobin’s way.
He couldn’t disobey an alphas order anymore than he could stop breathing. And he couldn’t necessarily say the alpha was wrong in saying he was just planning on not going to his classes today anyways. He just really hadn’t planned on being Huening’s personal taxi driver for the day. Sometimes he really hated being a werewolf.
“Looks like you’re stuck with me hyung!” Kai put his arm over the eldest’s shoulder with a squeeze, a cheshire grin happily plastered on his face.
“You know I hate you right?” Yeonjun rolled his eyes as he got up to grab the keys to his motorcycle, much to the sudden mortification and realization of the younger boy.
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A whiff of old books and ancient dust seemed to flow through the air as the two boys stepped through the double doors to their college’s library. A library Yeonjun hated.
He hated the smell, even if the smell today wasn’t as putrid as usual for some reason. It still smelled musky and moldy like it normally did, just… less moldy and musky than he had known it to be previously.
He hated the goodie goodie people sitting at their tables studying, who no doubt thought they were better than him. Which was total bull. Because just because he wasn’t book smart like they were and could barely scrape by in his classes didn’t mean the brown nosing assholes scattered about the depressing building should have the right to judge him.
And he definitely hated having to be anywhere near the grouchy librarian who always told him he was too loud to be there. Which he found ridiculous because why should he have to be less noisy and more tame when she let everyone else do what they wanted to all the time anyways? He was 99.99% positive that the old crone just had it out for him.
“You just haaaaaad to suck at calculus didn’t you?” Yeonjun rhetorically asked his brother under his breath, his nose automatically scrunching up at the foreign aromas around him, slightly catching a whiff of someone’s delicious smelling cherry perfume that was sweet enough to almost have him forgetting why he was there in the first place. Almost.
But Huening paid no mind to the sulky boy as his eyes began to scan the rather large and echoey prison of a room for his rather small and quiet tutor.
The eldest knew that Hyuka had been doing sessions with some girl for a little over three months now and he’d say they had paid off substantially, his calculus grade went from a failing D to an average B. Which was something none of his brothers had managed to help him do.
So, as annoyed as he was at his alpha for forcing him to take him to school, Yeonjun tried not to be too annoyed with the pup. At least he was putting in effort to do something good for himself.
But that didn’t mean he had to like the place his little study sessions took place. The school library was just like one of those cheesy kdramas the pup used to make him watch, just minus the romance part and more focus on the boring part. How ugly.
“There she is!” Hueningkai practically squealed, his high pitched voice causing you to look up from the book that was in front of you at your table with a small, though obviously very startled, smile.
While Kai was just happy rambling about what they were going to work on that day and why the session would take so long as he was getting tutored by someone he considered a friend, one of the few he had actually managed to make on his own, Yeonjun was in his own little world.
From the moment his eyes turned to you as you looked up to shyly greet his younger brother from afar, everything else around him faded away.
All the students mumbling around him were tuned out when he quickly realized the sweet cherry smell looming in the air was linked to you.
All the sounds of chairs being pushed in and out from the tables scattered about went mute as your beautiful curls residually bounced from moving your head to look up.
All the passerbyers around you practically floated out of his line of sight as your dimpled smile radiated a warmth bright enough to reach even the coldest person in the room.
Before his current interaction with you, Yeonjun had only heard about you from his younger brother’s constant babbling about his new tutor friend. Soobin, Taehyun, or Beomgyu had always been the one to drop him off because the eldest never wanted to and/or was never home.
He never cared enough about something so trivial to listen to Kai’s mentions of you, which was something he was regretting very much in the present.
He didn’t remember much, but what did manage to sneak it’s way into his brain made sense. He had once told Yeonjun something about you being a foreigner. You definitely didn’t look as Korean as the people around you, yet you still managed to outshine every single person in the building by a landslide.
He thought the younger boy had once spoken about how shy you were and, based on how your cheeks lit up with noticeable hues of pink and red even through your darker complexion once you saw that Kai hadn’t come alone, he guessed his assessment of you was correct.
Huening had also said something about you being very polished and conservative in appearance. Which was something exuded in your outfit choice: a pastel yellow cardigan that brought out the glow in your ebony skin and an olive green under vest that fit your rather curvy body perfectly.
And from what Yeonjun could see just under the open library table, you had a pleated skirt composed of similar colors and white laced tights that matched your headband on top of your beautifully and expertly styled hair.
To say you were the most gorgeous person the elder boy had ever seen was an understatement.
All Yeonjun wanted to do was go over, pull you up from your chair, and kiss your perfectly glossed lips until you both ran out of breath.
Sure it would be a little difficult to maneuver, Yeonjun could tell by referencing the size of everything around you that you were quite a bit shorter than him, actually probably a lot a bit shorter than him. But with his strength and your small frame, he was sure he would still be able to lift you with ease.
In fact, you would probably be just the right size for him to be able to wrap your legs around his waist and walk around comfortably. Which would mean that walking you over to the nearest room with a lockable door wouldn’t be a probl-
But before he could finish his line of thinking, you lifted your delicate hand in the air to signal Kai to come over to you and suddenly the panic of the situation truly set in, causing Yeonjun to react on instinct.
Heart nearly pounding out of his chest from the shock of having seen you, he quickly threw himself to the side of the nearest bookcase to hide himself from your view. Much to the confusion of his younger brother who dutifully followed suite in order to see what was going on.
“Yeonjun-ah,” Kai hesitantly spoke to get the elder boy’s attention, “Is everything okay?”
No, nothing was okay. Five seconds ago his life was great. Five seconds ago he was Yeonjun, the guy who smoked nearly a pack a day. Five seconds ago he was Yeonjun, the guy who always had a drink in his hand to take the edge off.
Five seconds ago he was Yeonjun, party boy who slept with whoever he wanted to whenever he wanted to without a care in the world. Five seconds ago he was Yeonjun, a normal (relatively speaking anyways) human guy.
Now he was Yeonjun, the werewolf whose senses were going into hyperdrive and who’s brain was ready to throw all that away over some girl he had only seen once for less than half a minute.
“T-That girl’s your tutor?” The elder boy asked as he worked on catching his breath, deeply gulping back a crack he knew his voice was desperate to let out.
Huening tilted his head in confusion and gripped the strap of the bag that was thrown over his shoulder a little tighter in discomfort, “Yeah… that’s ____… why…?”
Scanning the pup’s expression, Yeonjun could tell he was getting suspicious of what was going on. He knew the second the youngest understood what was going on he’d run an tell everyone in the pack.
After that there’d be no going back. After that everything would change, for him and you. But he couldn’t let that happen.
He couldn’t lose what little life he had found for himself outside of his pack. He couldn’t let go of the few things he had left that make him happy. He couldn’t throw away a life of freedom for a life of fear.
And he couldn’t get you caught up in the mess he had created that was his life, not when he finally saw you. Not when he could tell you were a happy sweet innocent person who deserved a hell of a lot better than what he could ever give you. Not when every instinct in his body was telling him to protect you from the biggest threat around: himself. He could ruin your happy, normal life.
Yeonjun knew he’d have to respond to his brother in a matter of seconds. He knew he was acting weird and that the youngest would come to his own conclusions.
But he still had one hope: no one else in their pack had gone through imprinting or mating yet, so no one knew 100% what the signs really were in real life. They only heard second hand accounts from their friends in other packs. So there was still a chance he could hide it. You still had a chance.
“No- No reason,” Yeonjun did his best to pull himself together and recreate his shattered normal cool guy persona, even though his heart was still in his throat and it was causing him to become light headed, “Just wondering. That’s all. What time do you need picked up?”
Based on Kai’s still confused face, he didn’t seem to buy Yeonjun’s answer fully. Probably because he could physically hear his brother’s pulse racing.
But he at least let it go soon enough when he heard you softly call his name in the most painfully beautiful voice Yeonjun had ever heard, “I need a ride back at 4. I gotta go, thanks for the ride hyung!”
With that, the pup went off in a hurry to meet you at your table, giving you a quick hug and placing his things on the table for you to get your session started.
And while Yeonjun’s immediate instinct to his internal decision to stay away from you was to need to whimper because you were so close yet so far away from him, he shakily began to walk to the library’s exit so he could get back to his bike.
It felt like his heart was crushing in two. It felt like the world was crumbling around him. Like all the air was being pulled from his lungs with every step further from you that he took. It felt like he was slipping away into space and that the only thing that could bring him back to earth was you. But he refused.
As he jumped on his motorcycle, started the engine, and he sped off and away from his university at full speed, tears began to slide down his face underneath his helmet.
He made a promise to himself and to you to keep you away from him, no matter how much it hurt. It was better for everyone that way.
He wasn’t meant to be in relationships. He wasn’t meant for commitment. He wasn’t meant to love people unconditionally. He physically couldn’t, he had no frame of reference to mimic to even show you he would be willing to try to figure it out for you.
He couldn’t be a boyfriend, he legitimately didn’t know how to be one. And he wasn’t about to force you to teach him while also putting you in mortal danger every single day because of him and his pack.
A part of Yeonjun’s distraught brain wondered if he should’ve felt bad for taking the choice away from you. After all, that’s why he hated the idea of mating in the first place.
But he decided that nobody should have to make that choice. Nobody should have to choose between a quiet life with someone you could never love right and a dangerous life that may be cut short because of someone you love madly. Nobody should have to feel guilty for unintentionally killing someone if they rejected them. Nobody should have to be put through it, least of all you.
You’d be safer and happier this way. And he could continue on living for his pack because you wouldn’t have verbally denied him.
He didn’t like the idea of mates and what they stood for. He hated that they took away free will. But as cheesy as it sounded, seeing you for the first time changed everything he felt just earlier in the day.
He saw you and he immediately wanted to stop partying. He saw you and would’ve instantly quit smoking and drinking if that’s what you wanted him to do. He saw you and felt the need to send out messages to all his previous fuckbuddies to let them know it was over between them, that he had no need for them when he had you.
Because all he could think about was the future he could have with you. The stereotypical one people always referenced with the nice big house with a white picket fence he would’ve helped put up himself.
One where you two had a stupidly expensive wedding where you looked absolutely stunning walking down the aisle towards where he would be at the alter bawling his eyes out knowing you would be his forever.
A future where you had normal human jobs you came home from at the end of the day and complained to each other about while making dinner.
A life where you had two kids: a boy who looked and unfortunately acted just like himself and a girl that luckily looked and acted just like you.
Now that he had met you, he wanted you to be together. He wanted you to be his mate, to be his. He was fine with his free will being taken away if it meant he was able to freely spend a lifetime with you.
But he couldn’t put you through that.
And driving away from you when he could’ve just gone and introduced himself to you and asked you out was single handedly the hardest thing he had ever done. And his life was only gonna get harder.
this october, i’m publishing halloween themed fics for each txt member! ^_^ 🎃🕸️
—summaries:
🦊yeonjun: masquerade (s)
(stranger!yeonjun x fem!reader) — a masquerade party leaves you wondering who the hell the mysteriously handsome man is under that lacy mask...
🐰soobin: fangs (s)
(bf!soobin x fem! reader) — the proper way of doing your boyfriend’s vampire makeup for a costume party is straddling him, of course <3 + the hickeys you left on his neck are only part of the costume, right?
🐻beomgyu: haunted mansion (a,s)
(crush!beomgyu x reader) — dared to stay overnight at a haunted mansion with your crush is scary: romance unfolds, and he’s a trickster. but is it him playing all the tricks? there is a reason the house is haunted, after all…
🐿️taehyun: pumpkin latte (f)
(bf!taehyun x reader) — you spend the night in; carving pumpkins, watching horror movies, and making halloween themed lattes with your barista boyfriend <3
🐧hueningkai: trick or treat! (f)
(bestfriend!hueningkai x reader) — it doesn’t matter if you’re adults now, trick or treating with your bestfriend has always been a must. because what fun would it be if you didn’t get to run around all night wearing silly costumes and holding hands?
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a/n: comment/repost letting me know if you would like to be tagged in any particular fic or in all! hope u enjoy and stay safe! <33
i really want to celebrate me hitting 1k here :( do you guys have any ideas ??? Also i was wondering whether we could come up with a name for people who engage in my space ??? How does that sound <3 come drop by my mailbox and give me suggestions pls ㅜㅜ
