HyukxOC | Fluff although Hyogi is a horny devil | Dad!Hyuk AU
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Summary: It was endlessly amusing to Sanghyuk that his son had the audacity to be possessive over his wife--obviously, she belonged to him.
A/N: So... Dad!Hyuk fic happened to, so maybe Dad!Jaehwan and Dad!Wonshik will also happen, IDK.
Dad!Hongbin [x]
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
"Noona, I'm home." Sanghyuk padded into the living room where his wife watched TV while their 18-month old son was zipping around in his toy car.
"Hyogi!" Mari stood on the couch to easily kiss him without getting a crick in her neck. "How was rehearsal?"
"Good. But I missed you." He settled next to her on the couch. "Appa also missed you, buddy. I got your favorite." Sanghyuk opened a bulging paper bag and pulled out a taiyaki.
Minhyuk hesitated, glancing longingly from the pastry to Sanghyuk. After much deliberation, the child tore his glance away and continued driving in his car.
Seeing Sanghyuk pout, Mari snickered and snatched the paper bag from his hands. Tearing open one of the steaming fish-shaped pastries, she waved it enticingly. "Minhyukkie..."
Minhyuk stopped his baby car beside her to devour the taiyaki half in a few big bites.
Sanghyuk scoffed, but his lips curled into a smile. "So that's how it is, huh. You can even ignore Appa bringing food now, but you'll eat it if Eomma feeds you."
With his mouth still full, Minhyuk gave Mari a cat-like grin that mirrored Sanghyuk's before zooming off.
"It's unfair." Sanghyuk whined, leaning against his wife with an arm around her shoulders. "I helped make him too, why does he treat me this way?"
"It's because you treat him that way."
"What way?"
Mari gave him a withering look. "Don't act innocent, Han Sanghyuk. You peeve him on purpose."
He pulled her closer, pushing his lips out. "What do you mean, noona? I wouldn't do that to our son." His hand slid from between her shoulder blades to just above the curve of her bum.
She cocked an eyebrow. "Where do you think you're touching?" She reached behind to peel his hand off but he only slid it lower.
His voice dropped to a whisper. "You know noona, it has been a while..."
"It hasn't even been a week," she retorted, a little high-pitched as she shivered under his touch.
"Five days!" He shook his head. "This is where trouble starts you know, a couple has kids, gets too busy to get busy, they start drifting apart--"
"Are you already giving a terminal diagnosis to this marriage?"
He kissed her ear. "Noona, I'm doing my best for this marriage--ow!" Sanghyuk grabbed his leg.
Minhyuk backed away, preparing to ram his car against Sanghyuk's leg again.
One corner of Sanghyuk's mouth quirked mischievously. He lifted his legs on the couch, sitting on them. "What are you going to do now, buddy?"
With a huff, Minhyuk clambered out of the car and climbed the couch, trying to squeeze between them.
"Is our Minhyuk getting jealous?" Sanghyuk easily blocked him with an arm and kissed Mari full on the mouth. Minhyuk let out a bloodthirsty scream.
Mari reached for the baby. "Minhyukkie, Appa's just teasing--"
"No, I'm not! I'm totally serious." Laughing, Sanghyuk hugged her, pinning her arms to her sides before she could embrace the child.
"Mine!" Minhyuk growled, tugging at his father's arms.
Sanghyuk snorted. "What are you talking about, buddy? She was mine first. How do you think you were born?"
Minhyuk looked like he was going to injure himself throwing himself at Sanghyuk, so the latter scooped up Mari, bridal-style, and stood up. "Buddy, you gotta cool off, alright?"
"Han Sanghyuk, you're such a child!" Mari scolded, turning her head away when he attempted to kiss her again.
"Then that makes you a naughty woman, doing such things with a child." He smirked.
She put a hand over his mouth before he could kiss her. "Gross. That's gross, Hyogi. Whatever I was feeling down there... it's gone now."
"But noona--!"
"Did you really have to remind me why I hesitated to date you, little Hyogi?"
"Noona, I'm a man now." he asserted, his voice husky. He held her gaze with heavy-lidded eyes for a couple of moments before asking uncertainly: "Did that work?"
"No," she said, only half-fibbing.
"Damn--oww!" He yelped as his leg was struck again, nearly dropping her. "Minhyukkie, you're just way too..." He stopped, seeing the little boy swipe at tear-filled eyes.
He placed Mari on the couch and kneeled beside Minhyuk, patting his head. "Did Appa go too far? I'm sorry, buddy." Minhyuk sobbed in earnest, letting Sanghyuk envelop him in a hug. "Appa needs to learn other ways of playing and showing you love."
"Now why can't the two of you be always like this?" Mari quipped, enjoying the sight of her child and childish husband being at peace for once.
Before Sanghyuk could reply, Mari's phone rang. "Hello? Geonil-sunbae! Yeah, I forwarded the initial plan to the management..." She talked to him for a several minutes about a work project. When she ended the call, both Sanghyuk and Minhyuk were sitting cross-legged on the floor, staring at her with their wide-set eyes glinting sharply. "Yes, boys?"
Sanghyuk shook his head. "This Geonil-sunbae… does he know you're married?"
"Of course he does, you know he came to our wedding." She chuckled as he continued to glare. "And you know he's married too."
He crossed his arms over his chest. "But that Geonil-sunbae is obviously trying to make you his work wife."
She stopped gawking at his arms straining against his sweater. "Don't be ridiculous."
"You know I'm right. Why does he even call you after hours? He's the ridiculous one. Hmph!" He turned his chin up.
"Hmph!" Minhyuk echoed.
"See, our son agrees with me." Sanghyuk tilted his head at Minhyuk. "Yes~?"
"Yes~!" Minhyuk tilted his head in response.
Mari tried to keep a stern face but ended up bursting into laughter. "I can't even pretend to be mad at the two of you, you're both too cute!"
"Cute? Are you making fun of us? Get her!" At Sanghyuk's signal, Minhyuk jumped into her arms and peppered her face with kisses, just as Sanghyuk trapped her in a bearhug. "Noona, your ass belongs to the Han men, you got that?"
"I got it!" she squealed, breathless with laughter.
Summary : Trouble comes and goes for every idol. At times its best to combat it with a well minded publicist. VIXX though, hate their new publicists. She’s bossy, nosey, and seems to care more about her paycheck than them. Her only goal is to prove them wrong. Their goal is for Hakyeon to seduce her into leaving.
(A/N)This story is another huge ass thank you to all of my followers.
Part 3
It was the blaring sound of your phone ringing that woke you. A specific tone only saved to Minhee and Woon’s work phones.
“Mmph,” You weren’t awake enough to form coherent words. Your vision came in a thin bleary line as you struggled to hold your eyes open.
“I know, you hate it when we wake you. But there’s been a problem,” Woon’s voice was course, as if he’d been shouting.
Another moan was your response. Your mind worked slowly to comprehend, rather fathom, the fact that you were even awake at that moment.
Time.
What time is it.
Someone better be dead.
It better be Hakyeon.
That asshole.
That asshole with his stupid good looks.
And lovely voice.
And perfect flirty attitude.
“Wonshik is being accused of assaulting the fan that is alleging him to be the father of her unborn child.” Minhee’s voice was now screeching in your ear.
“Guys, one person talking on a phone. You can’t go back in forth. Brain don’t work like that.” Your words were slurred, comprehension slowly coming to you.
“Wake up and listen to us!! There has been a major scandal break on Instagram as well as it taking over fancafes. Wonshik has been accused of assault,” Woon continued the conversation again, forcing you to work harder to catch up with the dialogue.
“What did I just say,” you whined, tears pricking at your eyes.
Childlike was the only way to describe yourself after waking without enough sleep. The frustration of being newly awake combined with two people yelling at you about something you could barely understand made you wish for the release of breaking into tears. Silly, and a ridiculous reaction, but the boys had been overworking you to a point that you were sorely needing an early nights rest. And from what you clock was showing, you’d only been asleep 2 hours.
Each boy had taken it upon himself to call you every night with ridiculous requests.
***
"Can I order a lobster on amazon and introduce it to the fans as my love child with a crab?" Hongbin had asked at 5 in the morning on Monday.
"You can eat a lobster for lunch." That response hadn't appeased him.
"I'm thinking about tattooing my entire leg in one go. I also want to get one of those sexy medallion tattoos that girls get under their ya know, womanly assets." Ken had asked at 2 am on Tuesday.
"If you can't say the words for it you can't have the tattoo." Had been your only reply before hanging up.
"What do you think of me and Taekwoon buying out an animal shelter and just freaking filling it with doves that we train to attack animal abusers." Hyuk had asked, glee filling his voice at 7 in the morning on Wednesday.
"I love it. But it's not practical. Would look horrible in the news. Find another way to help animals." Your response had fueled the fire for the rest of them to repeatedly ask you about new and ridiculous ways to get media attention. All asked at times you should be sleeping. All phone calls lasting over an hour.
****
Another whine left your throat as your doorbell rang. “I don’t want to deal with this right now. I want to sleep. Why are you so mean to me.
“Was that her doorbell?” Woon asked to Minhee over the phone.
“Hakyeon must have finally got there.” Your eyes began to shut again as the two talked between themselves.
“He better wake her ass up. I hate dealing with her when she’s sleep deprived.”
Woon can be so mean.
If he'd just let me sleep he wouldn't have to deal with me.
“Can hear you," you groaned into the phone, wanting them to be aware that you were displeased with the direction of the conversation.
Minhee's voice took on a soft approach, “Shh, you’ll make her cry. You know she cries when she hasn’t had enough sleep. They've disturbed her sleep every night this week. She's running on only a few hours.”
The doorbell rang again. Incessantly this time. As if someone was repeatedly attacking it with their finger for the pure delight of annoying whoever was within the home.
Minhee sighed, “Sweetie let Hakyeon in. He’s going to bring you over to us.”
If your eyes had been opened they'd have rolled. In no way, were you going anywhere. Tomorrow was your day off, and you were determined to sleep through it. “In pajamas. Not going anywhere.”
Woon's tone continued to show his annoyance. “Oh no...she’s getting grumpy. I hate dealing her when she's like this. Do we really need her?”
Yeah, do you really need me?
“Should I send one of the PA’s for coffee?” Minhee directed at Woon, holding the conversation just between the two of them again.
You heard shuffling over the line, as if Woon was going through his pockets. “That’s probably a good idea. You can give them my card. Just make sure that they get it here before Hakyeon gets her here.”
The sound of your bedroom door opening had you easing your head out from under your covers. "Noooo...not you. Go away. I'm sleeping." You hissed at a blurry Hakyeon.
“Your back door was unlocked. Do you not realize how unsafe that is sweetheart? Anyone could have gotten in." His tone was disapproving but the half smile on his face softened it well enough not to piss you off.
A hand went up to rub at your eyes while the other continued to hold the phone to your ear. "Gate. Gated house. How did you get past my gate?"
He shrugged and leaned back against the door frame. "Minhee gave me the code. It's Wook. 9665. Why is it that?"
"My favorite person to work with. He's a good boy." A small smile found its way to your lips. Ji Chang Wook would always be your favorite to work with. You were counting down the days until his enlistment was up. You'd even readied a calendar.
Woon's tone took on a sickeningly sarcastic intonation. "God, I wish I was recording this. You sound like such a kid. Ahh, it's so cute. You know I love you right? I love you so much. So cute. So precious. Give Hakyeon the phone."
You wiggled back onto your side, allowing the covers to encompass you again as you flung your hand out into the air with the phone held in it. You shook it a little, a silent signal for Hakyeon to take it. Which, he thankfully understood.
He moved to sit on the edge of your bed, phone held to his ear as his rested on what he assumed was your calf.
"She's not getting out of bed....Well what am I supposed to do?....Are you giving me permission to just yank her out of bed?....I get it she's tired....This isn't my fault that she's tired....How much sleep has she gotten?....Are you serious?....." His attention turned to you. "(Y/N) have you really only slept 3 hours every night for the last month?"
Your eyes rolled and you pulled the covers up to warm you more. "Not going anywhere. You deal with it. Since you think you don't need me ever. Too good for you assholes anyway."
His gripped on your calf tightened, his appearance taking on something a little darker. Without a word he stood up, taking the comforter with him.
You whined, trying to take it back but he walked over to your closet with it in his arms.
"You charge so much money for your work, how the hell don't you have a robe?" His words were muttered as he shuffled through the closet.
"I pay my people really really well." Your perfect business behavior had fled you.
The sleep deprivation had released you from all knowledge of appropriate and professional behavior. "It's hanging in the bathroom. Why do you want my robe? Wanna buy one for yourself?" You snickered at the thought of Hakyeon wearing a short silky baby blue robe.
He didn't reply as he grabbed the robe and tossed it at you. before walking over and beginning to lift you from the bed.
"Nooooo," you mewled, pushing against him with your hands. "Please, Hakyeon. Don't make me go. Let's just sleep. Don't you like sleep? We can both sleep right now. My bed is so big. We'd be so comfy....Oh my god you’re so warm." With this realization your arms found their way around his midriff, pulling yourself into his warmth. "So warm. I might love you," You sighed, eyes closing as you cuddled your face into him. "See, so nice. Let's sleep."
"Woon. She's got like tentacles for arms." He hissed into the phone. "I don't know what to do. She's latched on to me and I think she fell back asleep....Won't she scream if I do that?...I have your permission huh?...Alright. I'm doing it. We'll see you in a bit." He turned his attention to you, allowing himself to lay down next to you, you cuddling into him more closely.
"See...so nice." You voice was growing softer, as sleep took you more.
Your stomach jumped uncomfortably as Hakyeon rolled the two of you together on to the floor. "Okay! You're out of bed! We can go now!" He pressed a kiss to your temple before pulling himself to a standing position, grabbed your robe and tossed it at you. "Let's get out of here sweetheart! Put it on!"
You looked up at him, lip jutted out, quivering the slightest bit.
"No, you can't pull that look on me. Woon warned me that you get like this. And Just so you know, it was not what I expected from my icy publicist." He knelt before you and began wrapping the robe around you. "Lets go. The sooner we deal with this the sooner I'll take you back to bed."
Your eyes half lidded themselves in a glare. "You better. Or I'm going to quit."
***
You slept the entire trip from your home back to the Jellyfish Entertainment building. Perfectly cocooned in a blanket that you'd fought Hakyeon tooth and nail to bring.
"I need it."
"It's cold."
"You didn't let me put on real clothes."
Of course I'm not letting her put on real clothes.
She looks adorable in those pj's.
He'd expected you to wear only silk or satin, something expensive and ridiculous. But instead you wore what must have been an old t-shirt and pajama shorts that couldn't have cost more than a few dollars. The only expensive thing on you was the robe, and that looked as if it was hardly worn.
Hakyeon guided the car into a spot on the side of the street in front of the building. Woon practically ran from in side the lobby to the car, opening the door and pulling you out into his arms.
Something about it ticked at Hakyeon's protective instincts. Maybe it was the way you easily went into his arms or the slight blush that was in your cheeks.
Stop.
Don't make it weird.
You have a job.
Make her love you.
Ditch her.
And hope she quits.
Catching feelings isn't part of the plan.
"What do you want us to do?" Woon asked carrying you into the building while Hakyeon trailed behind.
"I don't freaking know. What would I normally ask you to do?" You grumbled, finally coherent enough to be displeased with the current situation. In most cases this was not something that had to be fixed in the middle of the night. Nothing could be done until morning. Why you were woken and brought in was completely opaque to you.
"Stay silent on media and ask the girl to come in for a meeting." Hakyeon answered for Woon, winning him a smile that warmed his chest.
"See, he knows what to do." You crowed. "Now," Your attention turned back to Woon as he stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for VIXX's floor. "Why aren't we doing that?"
Woon's gaze landed with a glare on Hakyeon. "Because the leader thought it was a big enough issue that it needed to be solved now.
The fire in your stair frightened Hakyeon into stepping away. You kicked your legs slightly, a signal for Woon to let you down. "While I love being carried like the princess that I am. I really need to not present myself as a baby in front of the other members."
Woon slowly let you down, Hakyeon’s gaze straying to your bare legs.
Do not catch feelings.
Do not catch feelings.
Do not catch feelings.
She's a dick.
You wrapped the robe tighter around you. Hoping in some way the tiny bit of material would keep you warm. "You're supposed to be my good one." You cursed with an accusatory finger pointing into his chest.
Hakyeon's body deflated just a bit. With Woon's overly large form standing behind you, you seemed far more intimidating than you actually were.
"I am your good one. But, Wonshik is really upset," He grimaced and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm sorry you're not sleeping well, but I'd hoped you could help him. I was hoping you'd maybe have something encouraging to say to ease his mind."
Your back straightened. Every bit of tiredness finally gone from your gaze. Despite the pajamas your expression once again gave yourself off to be VIXX"s very capable publicist. "Upset? Upset in what way."
The elevator doors opened to reveal a distressed looking Wonshik with Minhee patting his arm in a comforting manner.
You stepped out and took the coffee from her outstretched hand before bringing your other arm around his waist and leading him over to a couch.
Hakyeon was left stunned at how quickly you went into your professional persona. Not a question was asked why he was waiting at the elevator door. Not a word of anger was said. You simply got to work.
"Everyone, out." You snapped glaring at the other boys as well as your small night team.
Woon set to work ushuring everyone out of the room.
You settled down on the couch next to Wonshik once the room was empty. "I know you're trying to keep your privacy by not telling anyone who this girl is, or why she's doing this. But I need you to be completely honest with me. It will stay between us. The media won't know. The chairman won't know. Only you and I. I just need to know so I know how best to protect you. Do you understand?" Your tone was soft, nonjudgmental. The professionalism loosening to create a more maternal atmosphere.
His eyes were red rimmed, either from exhaustion, or tears. He slightly shivered and you noticed that Woon had tossed your travel blanket onto the couch. You pulled it across the both of your laps,your eyes widening slightly when he leaned closer into you.
He tried to shrug your concerns off. "She's just a friend from school."
You took his hand in your own, rubbing some warmth back into his chilled digits. You didn't call him a liar, you simply waited for him to talk.
His head fell forward and he sighed. "She's...my best friend from school. And she is pregnant. But it's not mine! She asked for help and I offered to give her money. I offered to talk to the dad. But he's not interested."
"Why is she saying it's you?"
"Because her parents want to know who the dad is. And it was easy to say my name. She asked me to marry her. So her parents won't disown her. I told her I couldn't. That it was crazy. She says she's in too deep and she has no choice. She told her parents that I'm the father and they encouraged her to sell the story. That it would shame me into doing the right thing. But I'm not the father." You nodded, ignoring the tears that sprung to his eyes, not wanting to embarrass him. “I went to see her tonight and we got into a fight. Her mother started screaming at me and my friend was holding me back. And then her dad just swung and I tried to block it and I hit hurt. I never would have intentionally hurt her. Ever.”
You took a breath, "This is a complicated situation. Normally I would suggest either paying her off, or allowing my team to research the truth and give that to the media. But you say she's your friend," He nodded, "So we're not going to do that. My suggestion is we find the dad. That and getting a paternity test as soon as we can. We don’t need to shame her in the media back but we do need to show the parents that you’re not responsible. As for the father, we get him to step up, and we keep all of this between us and her parents. The media doesn't need to know anything. The story will die down on it's own. As long as she doesn't continue to fuel the fire. In the meantime, you're going to have to work hard. I'm thinking maybe a few public appearances on on some variety shows. Anything to get the attention off of this. I'll have my team work on finding the dad and make this right. You shouldn't be shamed into taking responsibility for something you're no responsible for."
He bit his lip slightly, seemingly more relaxed. "This has been hard, hasn't it?" He nodded again. "I'm sorry that this happened. I'm sorry you've had to bear this alone. It's not fair. You haven't done anything wrong. You know that right?" And again, another nod. You blew out a breath of frustration and hugged him to you. "I'm sorry." His shoulders shook, allowing you to assume that he was crying and trying to hide it. "You must be so stressed."
Your hands rubbed across his back, soothing him. A hum vibrated in your throat, a soft tune that your mother sang when you were a child.
***
The next morning Hakyeon sat around his breakfast table with the other members. "So she's just going to fix it?"
"That's what she said." Wonshik answered. "She wasn't mad. And she just apologized and said I was working hard and that she was proud of me."
"You must have misheard her." Hyuk complained. "She's chaotic."
Taekwoon ran a hand over his eyes. Tired of the constant complaints. "Oh my god...guys...she's a normal freaking person."
"She's incredible. Did you see her in her jammies bossing everyone around." Hongbin gushed.
Hyuk rolled his eyes and muttered, "Maybe she can stay."
Vixx Reaction to their secret girlfriend being flirted with by the rest of the cast
N: I think he would be the most likely to call out whoever it was that was flirting with you. He has a very mom-like personality, so he would have he urge to expose them as if they were teenage boys flirting with his daughter. He would probably make it seem like a playful manner, but as soon as the camera turned off of him he would send a glare or two just to show where he stands. I'd also be prepared to hear him scold you about it even though you didn't do anything wrong, he's just upset about it.
Leo: He isn't the type to openly express his emotions in front of the camera; however, I feel like in this situation he would obviously have a stern look (most likely glare at those who are trying to flirt with you.) and he'd probably tug on your shirt if you were to talkative with them or if you were to close for his comfort.
(Imagine he's throwing salt instead of airplanes. (Not literal salt.))
Ken: most people see him as the cute baby like member (which he is), but he can also get upset over things like this also. He might complain about it; however, he'd probably do this when he was farther away from the rest of the cast just so that he's not causing trouble for you. I feel like he'd try and be very cautious about how he acts when it concerns you.
Ravi: he's soft, like super soft. He'd probably try and play it off like he wasn't bothered by this because he knows he can trust you, but he wouldn't be able to help but get upset as he watches the other guys flirt with you. Of course someone would notice that he was upset whenever the guys would get close to you, and when they commented on it.. Ravi would get really protective and pull you next to him or behind him and explain that you were dating and he didn't appreciate them flirting with you.
Hongbin: He'd probably be he least likely to have a major reaction to this. Of course Salt Bin would come out if they were touchy with you (nothing dirty ofc.) I just don't think he would be the type to show much of his relationship in public. He'd probably hold your hand when you were with him, but he wouldn't force you to stay with him or anything like that. He knows that he can trust you and that if you were uncomfortable you would tell him.
Hyuk: He'd be he most likely to say something first because he's still young and it would be like an impulse to him. He's used to being kinda scary (according to his members), so I wouldn't be surprised if he pulled some of the guys out of the frame of the camera to threaten them a bit, nothing intense just a warning that it wasn't okay and that you were in a relationship. If they continued after he talked to them, then he probably announce it to the camera or director that they couldn't continue to film if they were going to continue to make you uncomfortable by flirting with you.
Vixx reaction when their s/o getting close to another guy at work
this was fun making i don’t know if i will write the rest of the requests today i need to study
N
Hakyeon is definitely the possessive type but not to the point of controlling or suffocating you, he would show you how jealous he is, he wouldn't like the guy at all,
If he came to picked you up and saw the guy really close to you he would probably walk over there and aggressively introduce himself
"hey I'm hakyeon y/n boyfriend" he would grip the poor guy's hand so hard that he winced loudly
Leo
Like Hakyeon he's possessive but he won't let it show he would have his resting bitch face on but once you start talking too much about the guy and how he always helps you with work he would put a stop by glaring at you and childishly saying "why don't you go date him instead?" He would ignore you the rest of the day until you realize how jealous he is
"hey, are you jealous?" "NO!!!"
Ken
A pouting mess he would straight forward tell you he doesn't like the guy when you ask him why he would tell you he smells funny or has an ugly hair cut however if you started to spend more time with him and go out with him, I see him hurt Jaehwan is the kind to keep things bottled up inside but he would be more clingy than usual and he might get a little insecure
"I will take you out anywhere just spend some time with me please"
Ravi
Wonsik is open minded but he also doesn't want you to be too close to someone feel like he would be like Jaehwan more clingy and also a little salty he would tell you that he feels like you spend more time with the guy than him but once you assure him that he’s the only man you have eyes for he would return to be the grinning dork that he is
“how about you skip today and i will take you out on a date”
Hongbin
i feel like out of all members he would be chill about it he wouldn’t mind you getting close to another guys as in friends but if he sees just a little bit of skinship he would be mad but he would be mature about it and just tell you that he doesn’t like seeing other guys touch you
“i just don’t like someone to touch what’s mine, especially when it’s too precious too touch”
Hyuk
I feel like hyuk would go straight to the point he always said in interviews that he wants his girlfriend to not have many guys around her, he would tell her that he doesn't like the way the guy looks at her and ask her if she told him that HE'S her boyfriend
"If he doesn't know I would gladly talk to him" "HYUK WHY ARE YOU ROLLING YOUR SLEEVES UP!!"
Her Being a Professional Killer Hired to Kill Them: VIXX
N:
He never really trusted you, anyway, so the fact that you had now stood before him, no remorse in your eyes and only a predatory glint instead, he knew you didn’t ever trust him, either. It was fine, though, since your mutual distrust made it easier for him to fight back.
Leo:
He would have known, most likely, what you were paid to do. He was working for a gang who was the enemy of all living things, it seemed, and it was only a matter of time until someone good would come to get his head. You were good, too, he knew. Everybody who didn’t live under a rock knew. So when you stood in front of him, a silencer on your nozzle, he could only lower his eyes and wait for you to execute your mission, unable to fight back against someone he loves.
Ken:
He had caught on that something was terribly wrong with you almost from day one- when you came back home tired and deprived of life, it seemed. He asked what’s wrong, only to be denied of answer. He never pushed it forward, instead trying to console you with general talk. “Whatever it is you have to do, do it with no regrets.” he had said, and so when he woke up to weeping in the middle of the night seeing you by his bedside, he wasn’t really shocked. Instead, he had asked, “Is this really necessary?”.
Ravi:
He never knew until the very day you were supposed to eliminate him. Out of courtesy alone you had woken him up, to apologise in his face so that you would feel less guilty later on in the life that he was no longer part of. It was only in your wildest dreams you thought it possible for him to overpower you and pin you down. He wasn’t angry though, and instead there was understanding in his voice as he spoke, “We can abandon this life and start a new one, just us two. With no one to hunt you do or a failed mission, and no one to hunt me down because I’m still alive. How do that sound?”
HongBin:
Never knew, didn’t even think of such a possibility. And indeed, he had passed in a state of ignorance of your profession or the fact that he passed because of you.
Hyuk:
He knew you were a killer. He had hired you to kill him. Why? Because he wanted to test your infamous prowess that the underground was whispering about. He was, what one would call, curious to know what you were capable of- both physically and emotionally. Would you go the lengths to kill him even if you loved him? And if you did, would you be able to overtake him while he was fully aware of what you had set out to do.
Universe: Roommate!Au
Quotes: 29/41
Genre: Romance + Smut
Words count: 671
For anon, I hope you like it cutie!
- M.
Clenching your thighs against his you continued to bounce up and down, his dick kept hitting the right spots inside you and his moans that were choked by your breasts.
Forcefully his teeth sank into your flesh, but the pain mingled immediately with the pleasure that was spreading through your body. His teeth began to shape your flesh, your skin, while his hands tightened behind your back, guiding your movements. Movements that were becoming increasingly sloppier, your orgasm ever closer.
Your hands rested on his shoulders, to hold onto him, as he began to push his hips pinned his foot on the mattress. And he wasn' gentle, he wasn't as tired as you were, so your moans intensified as much as the heat bubble that was going to explode in your lower belly.
"G-god.. I-I'm close, I'm cumming, " you mouthed, eyes wide open that stared at the ceiling but began to see small points of light shine.
"Me too," his grunt came almost silent, his tongue went along the marks that had left you in the valley between your breasts, and with a rougher and almost violent thrust, he struck your most sensitive point.
And that simple gesture made you dash. Your body stretches against his faster and indelicate trusts, his name screamed with all the breath you had in your lungs filled the room and you could see the stars for a fraction of a second.
"Babe, breathe," he whispered while riding your apex, you began to tremble above his body while his hard cock twitched and began to fill the condom with his white liquid.
It was hard to breathe, both for the orgasm that was slowly leaving your body destroyed and tired, both for the simple fact that you had just had sex with your roommate.
By breaking the rule you set yourself when you moved in. But it was impossible to resist Taekwoon. Although at first, he seemed like an unsociable with the gaze that could kill, in the months you had discovered so many things about him that had made you inevitably fall for him.
His arms snaked around your waist, lifted you and he took off the condom from his softening cock, managing to center the trash near the desk. The delicacy of his movements was the opposite from the fervent rudeness but the passion that he had reserved you during those two "round", he made you lay down by his side and covered both with the blankets. Your body, cold because of the sweat that covered it, relaxed in contact with thick blankets.
"You have nice hands, you know?"
"Mh?"
"I noticed it before when you were leaning on me," he confessed, without pains of embarrassment as he settled on his side and began with a hand to caress your face. His fingers slipped on your cheekbone, moving behind your ear a strand of hair, and his usually inexpressive eyes were shining with something you couldn't recognize. "Thank you," you smiled, a slight redness to cover your cheekbones, "I never noticed."
"Now I'd like to kiss you, but I'm afraid of your slap."
You buckled a brown, slightly confused. Did you two just have sex but he was afraid of your slap? Was there something you didn't know or just couldn't understand?
Resting on an elbow, you lifted your naked torso and watched him while he turned and rested his back against the mattress. He seemed distant and so you started to brush that chest that you had sprinkled with scratches and small hickeys. "Woon?"
"I'm in love with you, but I'm afraid that having succumbed to temptation has ruined our relationship. And it was sex.. I mean, not for me, you understand," his gaze was fixed on the ceiling, but your heart was screaming with joy and fortunately only you were able to hear it.
"If you kiss me I promise you that instead of a slap, you will receive another kiss. That's a promise."
Words: 1530
Summary: Hongbin is convinced that this is his karma for a lifetime of cringing at affection, indiscriminate savagery, and tsundere attitude.
A/N: I have the hardest time imagining 4VIXX as dads, except for this very specific situation of Hongbin being snubbed by babies that inherited his prickliness and he can only laugh-cry about it.
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"Soohan! Soobin!" Hongbin alternated between clapping and holding out his arms. "Come to Appa!"
The twins gazed up from their toy bricks. When their wide eyes met their father's identical eyes, they looked away with disinterest.
"Boys, are you really going to keep ignoring your own father?" he laughed, though there was a hint of despair in his voice.
Not even giving any sign that they heard him, they kept babbling in their own baby language.
Hongbin opened a Disney game on his iPad. "Here boys, let's play a game! You like games of course, you take after Appa--”
"Hongbin!" Hana scolded as she entered the living room. She set down the tray of fruit on the coffee table and planted her hands on her hips. "They're not even a year old, they can't play with gadgets!"
Her worry was unnecessary, however, the twins didn't even spare a glance for their dad. At the sound of her voice, both boys dropped their bricks and tottered on their feet. They were only ten months old and could barely take three steps without falling, but they toddled towards her on their wobbly, chubby legs, leaving the pile of toys by their favorite sunny spot by the terrace doors. "M-Ma! Ma, ma, ma..."
"They didn't care about the game at all, they only care about Eomma," Hongbin marveled.
"Of course they didn't," Hana giggled over the twins' heads as she received their cuddles. "You're the only one in this house who would choose a videogame over me."
"I like you much more than any and all games though," he mumbled.
"Hmm, what?"
"Nothing!" He slapped his flushed cheeks and sat next to them by the table. Both boys were clamoring for fruit, and Hana couldn't feed them both fast enough. He pierced a grape with a fruit fork and waved it. "Soohan, Soobin! You guys like grapes too, right?"
"Ma!" Soohan complained as Hana fed Soobin a grape.
"Soohan, buddy, it's okay, Appa has one for you too." Hongbin tried to feed the older twin, but the toddler's usual smile scrunched into a frown and he turned his face away. When Hongbin pushed the grape closer, Soohan backed away, stumbling and falling hard on his butt and immediately bursting into tears. "Maaaaaaa!"
Hearing the older twin wail, the more timid Soobin started crying as well. "Maaaaaaa!"
"Oh no, no, no, no, no." Panicking, Hongbin gathered the twins in his arms but they only sobbed harder and trashed in an attempt to escape his embrace. He gaped at his wife. "They're crying because of me. Again."
Hana giggled once more, watching him struggle to keep the boys from slithering to the floor. Soohan slipped away, falling tummy-first on the carpet. It was definitely the right choice to get full carpeting for the house considering they had twin boys.
"Don't laugh!" Hongbin whined, keeping a slippery grip on Soobin while he clutched at Soohan's shirt to keep the latter from rolling away. "Our children hate me!"
"Oh honey, you're such a drama queen sometimes," she teased. "They don't hate you, you're their Appa."
"I don't think they know what that means," he lamented. He saw Soohan immediately calm down when Hana patted his back. The toddler started crawling into her lap, hissing at his father's hand still gripping his shirt. Hongbin released him and reluctantly handed Soobin over to Hana as well. "I guess they think I'm some weird man living in the same house."
Soobin squeezed in beside his twin--their mother was a tiny woman so there wasn't much space on her lap, and they were both big for their age. They both nuzzled against her chest, babbling as they gazed at her adoringly. Dimples appeared on their puffy cheeks as they laughed.
"So cute!" Hana kissed each of them in turn. "How are your dimples so cute?"
They got those from me after all, Hongbin thought. "Where's mine?"
"Your what?"
"You were also oblivious like this when we were dating." I should have a kiss too. Before she could get annoyed, he remarked: "They really take after me. They not only look like me, they even act like me." He sneaked a pat on Soobin's head.
"Cringing away from affection?" Hana teased.
"No! I mean... yeah, they do that too," he confessed. "But I mean they love you too much."
"Ehh?" she protested playfully. "How is that like you? When did you ever give me as much love as Soohan and Soobin do?"
He sulked. "That's how we have babies, because I gave you so much love."
"Hongbin!" She covered the twins' ears, blushing.
As pretty as a flower. He smirked. "What? It's true."
"I guess it is," she conceded. "Honey, come closer."
He raised an eyebrow but scooted closer anyway. "Really? In front of the children?"
"Don't be silly." She slapped his arm then took his hand, putting it around Soobin's tiny fist. "Appa needs to get closer to the babies."
Soobin narrowed his eyes at Hongbin, who couldn't help but chuckle. "What's this... he even has the same judgmental look as me." He sighed, unable to hide his dejection. "I don't get it, I even took time off when they were born. And I come home every day. But they only love you."
"Of course they love you too." Hana assured him. "You're just all a little too much alike so your sons got your tsundere personality as well."
"Is that it, buddy?" Hongbin rubbed Soohan's chin. The baby pushed his hand away, but Hana whispered soothingly.
"Soohan, let Appa play with you too. You know Appa loves you two so much." As if understanding his mother's words, he didn't protest when his father rubbed his chin again.
"Soohan... " Hongbin couldn't help but melt. "Appa's so happy right now."
"You should hug him," Hana said.
"Oh, I don't think he'd like that," Hongbin fretted.
"It will be fine." She transferred Soohan in his arms.
Hongbin limbs stiffened, preparing for an outburst. But the baby nuzzled against his shoulder, short arms clinging to his body. He laughed with pure joy, cuddling his oldest son. "Appa loves you, Soohan, you know that, right?"
After a few more moments, Soohan pushed off him and settled with Hana, replacing Soobin who had been getting fed with fruit. Hana led Soobin into Hongbin's embrace.
"Appa loves you too, Soobin." For a moment, it felt like he would attempt to wriggle away, but he looked over his shoulder and his mother smiled encouragingly at him. Soobin rested his head on his father's shoulder and started patting the latter's back with his pudgy hand. "Cute!"
All too soon, Soobin ducked away from the hug and called for Soohan. Holding hands, the two of them ran to their pile of toys, chattering animatedly.
"It kind of feels like they're gossiping about the weird man who happens to be their Appa." Hongbin shook his head. "It's going to take so much effort to win their affections, huh?"
"They are your sons after all--oh!" Hana squeaked when he pulled her into his lap. Before she could say anything more, he pulled her into a tight hug, her cheek pressed against his chest and her head tucked under his chin.
"Noona, I'm sorry. I made you work really hard for my affection too. It must've felt like this. Except worse." he sighed. "You had to make a boyfriend out of your prickly friend, and I was definitely not as adorable as these two little guys."
"It was difficult," she confessed. "But you're worth it."
"How am I this lucky?" he mumbled, mostly to himself. He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. "You know I like you much more than any videogame, right? I'd choose you every time."
"I know." She nodded.
At that moment, her lips were so pink and glossy they looked like they were begging to be kissed. So he did.
He didn't know how long they were kissing before two angry screams rang in unison and small blows scattered upon him.
Hana slid off his lap, staring at Soohan and Soobin as they pounded their tiny fists against Hongbin's arms. "What's wrong, my babies?"
"Oh my God," Hongbin laughed. "I think they're jealous. Our Soohan and Soobin only want Eomma for themselves? But what to do, Appa loves her too?" He pecked her on the lips.
Soohan yelled in protest and launched himself towards Hongbin, who let himself fall backwards, hugging the little boy in his arms. Soobin took the opportunity to kiss Hana, then he pinned down Hongbin just as Soohan escaped and jumped at Hana for his own kiss.
"Did you see that? They're teaming up against me! They're so smart!" Hongbin gushed. "We made such smart babies, isn't that amazing? They're amazing!"
"You're totally wrapped around their little fingers." Hana cooed, still accepting kisses from the boys.
"Of course I am, they're perfect," Hongbin declared, sitting up to hug all three of them at once. "You're perfect too. This is perfect."
"Soooo cheesy! What happened to my prickly Hongbin?" she teased.
"I think the children stole my prickliness," he chortled, stealing kisses from Soohan and Soobin while they couldn't turn away from him.
