Genre: fluff (some of them),comedy (some of them) +18 (some of them)
Warnings:strong language, cursing, sexual tension
A/N: thank you for your lovely request anon. I hope you don't mind me switching Exo to X-Exo, I just think they suit the mafia theme more. I also included Kyungsoo, Yixing and Minseok even they do not have an official x-exo personality. I also excluded chen, for obvious reasons.
Suhø
He is the one who taught you how to play poker in the first place, because you both didn't really like to just sit down and watch some movies or other normal dating stuff.
So he showed you how to play poker, you both loved to play against each other, even if you would always lose against your boyfriend. One of the other boys would volunteer to be the dealer, because they think it is interesting to watch you play. Both of you just such an intimidating presence while playing.
Suhø also told you that playing poker is one of the best ways to learn how to control your facial expressions and how to read others.
That's the reason he learned it in the first place and he wants you to understand that as well.
It would be useful not only for him but also for you
"You have a good hand, am I right babydoll?" Your figure stiffens as you look down on your cards, a soft smile appearing on your face, slowly looking up, in the eyes of your red haired boyfriend. "Is it that obvious?" You asked. "I can read you like a book babydoll. Even after months I can. I'm out." He claimed and just as he said that a smirk appeared on your face, laying your cards down on the desk, showing him your horrible cards. "You can read me like a book? Say that again old man."
Xiūmin
Doesn't like playing poker, but the others would always beat him to play with him.
He wasn't bad or so. No he was quite good, but he just can't stand loosing against the idiots he calls his friends.
They would always drag about everything, every small win they get and Xiūmin hates that.
But one day you just claimed that you would play as a replacement for Xiūmin.
And he found out a very interesting thing, you are just as bad as loosing as himself.
So he needs to teach you how to properly play, you begged him to. You just want to kick their asses, just like himself.
"Sweetheart" his finger clicked on the table again, his eyes piercing their way into your skin, or so it felt like. Yes you wanted him to show you how to play, but who could have thought that he is such a strict teacher. "I-" "you don't have a clue what you should do now, am i right sweetheart?" You didn't sare to look up as you shook your head, but to your surprise you just heard a small laugh from the other side of the table. "Don't worry sweetheart, after I'm done with you. You will definetly know know to do."
Lāy
Just likes to teach you things in general, you want to learn something involving mafia business. Lāy will show you without hesitation.
You know how to shot, you know how to lead a mission, you even learned how to get your boyfriend on his knees, but that's another story.
But there is one thing you can't and that is playing poker, but you want to learn. You always see lāy playing with the other members and you don't want to just sit on his lap and look pretty.
You want to destroy them in this game. And what his kitten want it gets.
Slowly showing you how to play while he plays himself, letting you make the next step for him, letting you decide and correcting you if he thinks something else would be better.
And also you had a very special talent, something your boyfriend taught you years ago
And that's how to read the emotions in the face of a person, even the slightest shift in emotions is seen by you.
That makes you the best for playing poker with him.
You bite down on your lip,looking up into the eyes of Chanyeøl, watching his expression shift slightly. With that small shift in his emotion a victorious smile appeared on your lips and you whispered something in Lāys ear. On his face also a small smile appeared and he leaned closer to your ear before he whispered. "You are such a good kitten, you definetly get a reward for this later."
Dō
Would ask you why you want to learn it, uts not not special and he is not that into playing. He is more into ruling a organisation than sitting somewhere in a casino playing poker.
But even if he is ruthless and cold hearted..he can't say no to your puppy dog eyes
Just be aware that once he started teaching he is very very strict
Not letting slide anything, no small mistake
In the end you wished that you asked someone else instead
"If you can't even tell me the basic rules of this game, how would you be able to play this game? Huh?" Kyungsoo asked while he looked down at you, his eyes staring right at your soul. You gulped hardly and thought in what a situation you brought yourself into this time. "It's just a game!" You said and pouted. "You don't need to be so strict to me." A small chuckle left your husbands' mouth and he placed a hand on your cheek. "But you wanted me to teach you, now don't complain about my methods darling."
Baëkhyun
He taught you how to play for one reason and one reason only.
He likes to win and to play. It's a game he always had fun while playing it. He could use his brain and he would win. Always.
But once the boys didn't want to play with him anymore he choose you as his next victim
Loves to win against you
And he also loves to play strip poker with you.
Because in the end you would be naked and he would be still fully clothes
And we all know this man is greedy and wants to show you who is in charge
Always
"And I won again Kitten." Baëkhyun had a smirk on his face, his eyes were dark and never let you out of his sight, not even for one second. He carefully watched you pulling down the last piece of fabric you had, while turning as red as a tomato, before he got up from his seat and walked around the table. Watching you with his predator like eyes. "You don't have clothes on anymore kitten? That's to bad, now you have to choose something new as your stake."
Chanyeøl
We all know how competitive Chanyeol is, but boy Chanyeøl is even more competitive with you.
He is a cold man, anyone feared him, no one dared to play with Chanyeøl because of the fact that he would start to get scary when he is loosing a game.
But you never cared about that..just because you never saw it
But when you played with him and he lost
Boooooy you never and I mean never were that scared in your life
Because even if he let's you win he will make sure that you will loose twice as hard as himself
"I think",you started with a smile,"I won Chanyeøl" You looked at him, but even with knowing him for so long you couldn't read his expression. That's why you were scared when he suddenly got up and walked over to you. He stopped right in front of you and with a smooth movement he grabbed your chin with his one hand and his other hand is placed on your chair. His eyes directly staring into yours. "That's because I let you win baby." He whispered with his deep raspy voice. "Don't think you stand a chance against me. Now let us play a real round hm. Maybe this time we play with an more interesting stak."
Kāi
Underestimated you. Never thought that you could play like that
He lost and he wasn't even mad about it,because hell you are sexy while you play against him. Your emotionless face,your smirk when you won
All of that just made you more attractive in his eyes.
He always wanted not only the most beautiful partner but also the one who impressed him the most
And you did that
With just one round of poker
"Kāi is everything okay?" You asked, walking around the table and looking at your boyfriend. He didn't react to you and since you won he didn't said a word. Before you could ask more, his arms pulled you down on his lap and his lips found yours, pulling you into a deep kiss. As you broke the kiss hw whispered with a smirk against your lips. "You are just hot baby. Nothing more nothing less"
Sehūn
Doesn't think poker is that interesting but he always had you on his lap while you played with the others
And once in a while he would like to play against you
Just you of course, because while it brought him no joy to play with his hyungs it made fun to play with you
Because you were quite different from his hyungs
He couldn't read you
Is your hand good or bad? Are you bluffing? He doesn't know it. Never
And that's what made him come back to a play of poker with you
He studied your face,he studied it while you played poker against his Hyungs, he studied while you do the smallest things. He knows you, knows your thoughts and what you will do next. So why the hell is he not able to read you right now? Why is he not sure what your next step will be? Why is he not sure what you think right now? "Sehūn? Is everything okay?" You asked with such a sweet smile and he couldn't do anything else else nod with his head. "Sure little one. Don't worry."
Pairing: EXO OT9 X Reader (with a particular focus on X-EXO)
Words: 1,031
Warnings: This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.
A/n: On the fifth day of ficmas, Jackie wrote for me~ So I think this is the first chaptered series I've ever completed on my blog in all the years I've been writing for it, omg!!! This makes me really happy, so I really hope it will for you too!! Left it a bit of an open ending, so you can decide which member it is in the end, hehehe. Hope you all enjoy, feedback is greatly appreciated as always!!
Previous
Approximately two weeks have passed since that entire incident with the clones at the abandoned compound. To say your strike team has been acting different since then would be an understatement. Standing upon the platform overlooking the main base, your gaze trails over each area where a member of your strike team resides.
Currently, both Junmyeon and Jongdae are discussing plans on the best way to stake out a new coven of rogue witches that have appeared on your radar. Baekhyun is sharpening his blades off to the side. Sehun is being scolded by Yixing for aggravating his wound again while Minseok shakes his head at them amusedly from off to the side, and both Chanyeol and Jongin are playing cards at one of the side tables.
Looks like everything is back to normal. Well, as normal as it can be now.
“Hey,” turning your head, you see Kyungsoo walking up to you. “How are you holding up?”
You let out a small sigh, “about as well as you’d expect me to.”
“You seriously need a vacation after everything that’s happened to you recently,” Kyungsoo playfully nudges your arm as he comes to lean against the railing beside you.
“You’re telling me,” you reply. “I still feel like a bomb might go off at any moment, but their actions have really surprised me.
“Honestly,” Kyungsoo lets out a breath, turning around so his back is leaning against the railing now, “me too.”
That hour or so that you were trapped in that room by yourself felt like an eternity. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t break out of your restraints. By the time Jongdae found you, your wrists had been torn apart from the harshness of the bindings tying you down.
You still remember how it all happened.
As soon as you saw Jongdae enter that room, you held your breath, waiting for the inevitable to come. The whole situation was finally over, but at what costs? Was Jongdae going to keep you to himself now? Was everything truly over?
The first thing he did as soon as he reached you was slide your ring on your finger. Your breath had hitched, but probably not in the way he had hoped as he started to untie your restraints. You had said nothing, opting to remain silent as he untied your last binding.
As soon as you were free, you sprang up and away from him, guard on high alert as to what he may do next. Instead, the image that greeted you when you turned around shocked you. It still does, even when you think about it now.
Nothing but regret shone in his eyes, a downturned expression on his face as he angled his body away from you in shame. Even he remained silent, waiting for you to curse him out.
Your team seemed full of surprises that day. Considering each time you thought one of your members would leave their comrades behind to die, they proved you wrong. You think the biggest shock was seeing Junmyeon going back for an almost dead Baekhyun and carrying him back to safety aboard the hover ship.
They changed, and it looks like you weren’t the only one to notice.
“I’m sorry,” Jongdae’s words had caught you off guard, his voice small and barely more than a whisper. At that, he had finally lifted his gaze to meet your own. “This is our fault. All of it, but we are not our clones.”
You didn’t trust him for the moment - couldn’t. However, his words gave you hope. Hope that everything would be okay. Despite what you went through with them and their clones, there’s a part of you that doesn’t want to lose them. They’re much too dear to you, anyways.
Not even a day after this whole incident, each of them sought you out or requested your presence, in Sehun’s case since he was bedridden and still recovering from the effects of the poison, to personally apologize to you. You allowed them to speak their piece, bluntly telling them you’d need a little bit of time to decide whether you were comfortable being alone around them once more. In the end, you still forgave them, though. Despite everything, you do care about them, just not in the ways they so badly had hoped; had wanted.
Soon, each of them had also informed you that they were all seeing therapists due to this whole incident. The last thing they want is a repeat of all of this, just with a worse outcome. Besides, if they want to still hold onto the hope that you’ll end up with one of them some day, they need to get better. Not just for their sake, but most importantly, for yours.
Perhaps you should follow in their footsteps and see one of your own. It certainly would help you deal with all of this trauma this past incident has left you with. As much as you love your strike team, your trust in them has gone significantly down. Perhaps it’s all for the best though. Nothing is meant to last forever.
Maybe you should get a cat or something in the meantime to help make you feel less lonely when you’re at home alone. At least then you’d have someone to watch over the house when you’re gone, considering you’ve decided not to move. It’s too much hassle, and led to a lot of complications before. You certainly don’t need that happening again.
“Don’t look now,” Kyungsoo’s voice manages to pull you out of your thoughts, turning to look at him in the next moment. You’ve noticed he’s standing once more in his original position, looking out at the compound just as you are doing. He tilts his chin in a certain direction, nothing but amusement shining behind his eyes, “but it looks like someone still has their eyes on you.”
Sure enough, when you turn to look in the direction he’s pointed you in, you see someone already staring at you. A smirk tugs at their lips, your eyes locking once more with that all too familiar gaze.
