Warning: Suicide (not soobin). If you are sensitive about this subject, then I would recommend not reading this. If you are upset and have suicidal thoughts, then please do reach out. You are NOT alone. Trust me, it gets better. I know better than anyone else.
Synopsis: As a child, the ring was brighter compared to the sun. Soobin knew his soulmate was happy. But slowly, the light seemed to have gotten dimmer. The once bright yellow ring was now a deep shade of blue. Soobin couldn't help but frown.
a/n: if you ever want to reach out because you feel like you're not enough, then please do. my inbox is always open.
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Soobin had always been the shy, quiet type. He usually kept to himself unless talking to one of his friends. If only Soobin had the courage, he would scream at the top of his lungs, declaring his love for his soulmate he had yet to meet.
Soobin liked the idea of knowing how his soulmate felt. He liked knowing what was really on their mind, without knowing what really was on their mind.
As a child, the ring was brighter compared to the sun. Soobin knew his soulmate was happy. But slowly, the light seemed to have gotten dimmer. The once bright yellow ring was now a deep shade of blue. Soobin couldn't help but frown.
Sometimes he would see specks of yellow, feeling his heart warm at the idea of his soulmate being happy. But recently, the ring has been blue, a deep blue that made Soobins heart ache. All he wanted to do was make his soulmate happy.
He wanted to see the ring glow bright, just like it had when he was a child. Soobin was eager to meet his soulmate, all he wanted to do was bring a smile to their face. He wanted to be the one to turn the blue ring yellow.
But tonight was not his night. Tonight, Soobin woke up, his chest hurting. It hurt so bad that tears were pooling in his eyes. He didn't know what was going on. He called out for his friends as they came rushing in his room. He held his chest, gasping in pain.
That's when his gaze fell to his ring. His ring had turned black. So black that it could put the midnight sky to shame. He felt hollow from the inside. His friends had seemed to notice the ring. All of them moved away from the grieving boy, not knowing what to do.
Soobin let out his first sob, and then another, and another, and it kept going on. He was in tremendous pain, letting out a scream, startling everyone in the room. Soobin was alone.
Soobin didn't know what to do or how to find the family of his soulmate. He wanted to see them just once. He wanted a glimpse, something that could show who they were. Soobin clutched his pillow tighter, holding it for dear life. Life, a word Soobin didn't know how to feel about.
Tonight, Soobin grieved over someone he had never met.
Synopsis: After all, he was just a moth and she was the flame that kept him alive.
a/n: I'm in a angsty mood :(
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He saw her again today. While he was supposed to be sleeping. He couldn't help but steal glances at her. Her beauty was blinding to him. The way her hair flowed, as if watching a peaceful stream. The way she shined bright amid the night sky.
He wanted to feel the heat on his skin, kissing his wings as it did her. He loved the moon, he really did. But he longed for the heat. A heat that only she could provide.
Does y/n always shine in the heat the way he wishes he did? Does y/n ever feel like she likes to bask in the moonlight as he wishes to bask in her heat? Does she ever want to get lost in darkness as he wanted to be seen in light?
Y/n wished she could hold him close. Talk to him. But she knew it better than anyone, it was all wishful thinking. Many had charmed her, just like him. Their charm disappearing the minute they get close to her. But she could not shake the feeling of wanting him to come closer. To touch his cool wings against her flaming heat.
He could see her desire to have him close. The way she smiled at him, alluring him, teasing him to come closer. But Hueningkai knew it wasn’t possible. After all, he was just a moth and she was the flame that kept him alive.
Synopsis: He didn’t mean to pay so much attention to you. Not when the two of you had had a messy breakup. But he could not look away. Not when you were shining so bright, as if the spotlight was on you and you only.
a/n: a little something I had stored from a while ago. hope you like it :))
You could see him from your booth. He sat across the bar, chatting with some girl. Your grip on your martini glass is tight.
“Keep the grip up and the glass will break.” Beomgyu comments, following your gaze.
“Ah, I see we have reached the ‘pondering over my ex’ stage of the night.” He comments, making Taehyun giggle.
“Shut up, Beomgyu. I’m not pondering over Yeonjun.” You say, loosening your grip as you take a sip of your dirty martini, clearly lying.
You missed Yeonjun. You still loved him and missed him.
“But you sure are looking at him with a glare.” Taehyun points, as you shift your glare from Yeonjun to him.
“I’m just saying,” Taehyun says as he raises his hands up in surrender.
“I thought we were celebrating the end of our project,” Beomgyu interjects, taking a sip of his drink.
“We are.” You reply.
“No, Taehyun and I are celebrating. You are busy shooting glares at Yeonjun.” Beomgyu continues, making you sigh.
“You’re right. I am sorry.” You say, “Here's to finishing the semester with an amazing project!” You continue, raising your glass as you make the toast.
The two boys join you as you laugh.
From across the room, Yeonjun could see you. He could see the way you smiled at the two boys sitting next to you. He could see you swallow your drink, the flush of your cheeks, the way you were slowly losing yourself in the alcohol.
He didn’t mean to pay so much attention to you. Not when the two of you had had a messy breakup. But he could not look away. Not when you were shining so bright, as if the spotlight was on you and you only.
“Yeonjun?” Yeji, the girl he was talking to, calls out to him for his attention.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” He asks, looking at her briefly before shifting his gaze back to you.
“I asked if you wanted to dance.” She says, batting her eyelashes.
Ideally, Yeonjun would fall for it. He would accept her offer, dance with her, and then maybe, just take her to his place. But that Yeonjun no longer existed, not after your breakup. No matter how much he tried to hook up, to get away from the memories of you, it didn’t work. You had consumed his entire being, without even knowing it.
“How about you get a headstart? I’ll join you.” He faux assures her.
She smiles at him before leaving.
“Are you still in love with her?” Soobin asks.
“No, I hate her,” Yeonjun replies childishly.
“Right. We can see how much you hate her. You haven’t stopped looking at her since she came.” Kai adds.
“Just shut up.” Yeonjun mumbles, sipping his whiskey.
He needed something stronger. Or maybe, if he stopped denying himself, he just needed you.
“We aren’t encouraging you, but if you’re looking for an opportunity to talk to her, then I think that’s right now. She just left in the direction of the restroom.” Soobin says, watching Yeonjun get up from his seat.
“Not a word.” He warns his two friends as they mime sealing their lips shut and throwing away the key.
Yeonjun makes his way to the restroom, leaning against the wall, waiting for you.
You were having the time of your life. Drinking the painful semester away with your two close friends. Doing an amazing job at keeping the thoughts of Yeonjun away from your head. Between the numerous drinks and games, you had managed to spill your shot of tequila. You shrieked, feeling the cool liquid make its way down your clothes, laughing alongside Taehyun and Beomgyu.
“You need help to get to the restroom?” Taehyun offers.
“I’ll be fine.” You say with a smile.
“If you need us, then just give us a call,” Beomgyu says, staring somewhere other than you with a smirk.
“Will do!” You giggle as you make your way to the restroom.
You dab the alcohol with tissues, trying to soak the extra liquid as much as possible. When the reality of this not working hits you, you give up and walk out, only to see Yeonju leaning against the wall.
To say he looked good was an understatement. He wore a black T-shirt, a black leather jacket, and jeans. He looked handsome. He always did.
“Y/n.” Yeonjun acknowledges.
“Yeonjun.” You respond.
“We need to talk.” He states.
“No, we don’t.” You reply, noticing the way his eyes drink in the sight of you.
“Your dress is see-through.” He points.
You look down, seeing your dress indeed had become see-through because of the alcohol.
“It’s fine, Taehyun or Beomgyu will give me their jacket.” You say as you look up at him, already handing his jacket out for you to take.
"I don't need your jacket." You protest, ignoring the way your heart flutters.
But before you could protest any further, Yeonjun was already draping it over your shoulder. His hands resting on your shoulder longer than anticipated.
"Stop being stubborn for once." He mumbles as you scoff at him.
You accept his jacket, zipping it up to your chest. You could smell his cologne. The scent that always manages to intoxicate you. More than any kind of alcohol.
"We should talk," Yeonjun says with a sigh.
"About what?" You ask.
"Us." He concludes.
"No thanks. I'll return this jacket tomorrow." With that you walk away, leaving Yeonjun alone.
A part of you wished he would follow you. Press the subject more. You wanted nothing more than to be around him. Consumed by him. But to your dismay, he didn't follow you.
He stares at your retreating back, sighing. He wanted to be around you. Needed to be around you. By the time he makes it back to his booth, you are already on the dance floor. He sits back in his seat, no sign of Soobin or Kai as he looks at you. He could see the way you were letting the music consume you. Dancing along the beat, your hips swaying to the rhythm.
Just when he thought about giving up on you, you looked at him. A tiny smirk visible on your lips, almost teasing. You were daring him to watch. Almost as if it was a challenge. It was like a silent war between the two of you, filled with tension and want.
He knew he wanted you, but did you? He let his gaze roam free, staring at your curves, the expanse of your neck that peeked through his leather jacket. The way your lips looked plump under the light. He wanted to taste them, bite into them, and feel them on his lips. But did you feel the same way?
His question was soon answered as you smiled at him, beckoning him to come over with your finger. He smirked at you as he made his way to the dance floor, and finally, you.
"You have been staring." You call him out.
"You don't seem to mind." He points.
"Maybe I like it." You whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"And I like looking at you," Yeonjun responds as he wraps his arms around your waist.
"Who was that girl?" You ask.
"Who? Yeji?" He reacts.
"Yes."
"Someone who I thought I could replace you with. Turns out, you're hard to replace." He answers.
"You don't mean that." You say, wishing he would mean exactly what he said.
"I do. I haven't been able to get you out of my mind." Yeonjun swallows.
"Tell me you still love me." There are tears in your eyes as you ask, hoping for the answer to be a yes.
"I don't think I ever stopped." Yeonjun looks like he's in pain.
In anguish. He swallows another lump of nerves as he waits for you to respond. He needed an answer. An end to his misery.
"I don't think I ever stopped loving you as well." You whisper, standing on your toes to get closer to him.
Yeonjun pulls you close, rubbing your nose with his. It was meant to be intimate. A shared moment between the two of you.
"Can I take you out on a date?" He asks, his lips close to yours.
"What if it doesn't work out again? What if we hurt each other again?" You question, your breath fanning against his mouth.
"Then let us hurt each other. Let us not work out and try again till we finally do end up working out. If we're always going to be scared about the what ifs, then we will never work out, y/n." Yeonjun answers, bumping your nose with his, making you smile.
"I think I'd love to go out on a date with you, Choi Yeonjun." You say with a smile.
This makes Yeonjun giggle as he pulls you in a hug, burying his face in your neck, and inhaling your scent. He pulls away, placing a kiss on your lips. An intimate, raw kiss, pouring his emotions.
"I think I'm in love with you all over again." He says, breaking the kiss, making you giggle.
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if you enjoyed this then please do let me know. i would love some feedback :))
a/n: ahhhhhhhh! I'm so happy to release this fluffy mess! I hope you guys enjoyed this!
NOTE: HEADER IS NOT OWNED BY ME.
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Growing up had been different for you. It had been difficult for the sole purpose of explaining your soulmate mark. The line read, "fuck, why did Gwen have to die?!"
For the longest time in your life, read today, you thought this Gwen was a real human being. But it turned out that this Gwen was no one but a movie character.
You and your friends, Beomgyu and Taehyun, were thrilled about the Andrew Garfield Spiderman movie. Even after reading all about the cast and their roles, it never occurred to you that this Gwen could possibly be spiderman's girlfriend. So when you watched Gwen die, you heard a guy sitting a few seats away from you whisper to his friend, "Fuck, why did Gwen have to die?!"
To say you were blinded by rage was deceiving. You shot up in your seat, pointing to the guy accusingly, who at this point looked a little terrified.
"You, you're the one!" You scream harshly, forgetting the fact that you were in a theatre. The raven-haired guy looks at you, eyes wide.
"Well, that's not how I imagined that being said." He said with a chuckle.
In the end, the two of you were kicked out of the theatre immediately.
"So, I'm Yeonjun." He introduces, giving you a boyish grin. If you were not mad at this Yeonjun right now, you would have found it charming.
"Good to know you're aware of who you are." You retort, glaring at him. A pout formed on his face.
"Why are you mad at me?" He asks, tilting his head a bit to the side. This guy really would be charming if you weren't mad at him right now.
"I don't know, maybe because it was difficult to explain to everyone why my soulmate is cursing and why I would witness someone's death!" You hiss.
"Doesn't this make you interesting?" He asks.
"Interesting?! Imagine children learning to curse because one of their classmate's soulmate is cursing!"
"Well, to be fair, Gwen really wasn't supposed to die."
"I will kick you!"
"You're cute when angry; can I get your number?"
"Are you even listening to what I'm saying?!"
"Of course, I'm not deaf."
"I am leaving." You huff as you walk away from your soulmate. But sadly for you, he follows along, sitting next to you when you find a place to wait for Beomgyu and Taehyun.
"Hey, don't be like that. I am your soulmate after all." Yeonjun says in a singsong voice.
"Yeah, sadly." You grumble.
"So, will I ever get your contact number, or are you going to make me suffer for it?" Yeonjun asks.
"The idea is very tempting." You say, crossing your arms over your chest.
Before he could make another comment, you hear Taehyun, your best friend, call out to you, already dreading the teasing that was to follow. You could see Yeonjun smirk as he walked with you to your friend.
"Yn huh? A pretty name for a pretty girl." He flirts.
"This is Soobin; he is Yeonjun's best friend." Taehyun introduces you as you smile at him.
"So he gets a smile, but I only get glares?" Yeonjun questions.
"Well, he didn't make me worry about this fictional character for all my life, now did he?" You counter as Yeonjun pouts.
"I'm sorry about him." Soobin apologizes.
"And I'm sorry about yn, she doesn't hate Yeonjun- I swear it's just that we all expected Gwen to not be a fictional character. But I feel it's better that Gwen is a fictional character. It's less traumatizing." Beomgyu, your other friend says.
"This is Hueningkai, by the way, and he has an infestation with plushies just like you," Taehyun explained.
"Look at you, yn, you're fitting in with my friends perfectly!" Yeonjun encourages.
"I swear to god, Yeonjun, please." You whine at the said boy.
"Please, say it, just once," Yeonjun says, with pleading eyes.
"Say what?" You ask, confusion taking over your features.
"My name, please just once more." He begs.
You almost died of embarrassment that day.
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"Say, are you finally giving Yeonjun a chance to make it up to you even when he doesn't really have to?" Taehyun asks as you and Beomgyu continue to kick each other under the table like little children.
"Yes, of course, he won't stop- take that, you fucker!" You kick Beomgyu hard. "What I mean is that he won't stop texting me about how he and I should meet. So yes, after I calmed down, I texted to meet up tonight for ice cream." You explain, folding your legs so that Beomgyu wouldn't be able to kick you.
"You're welcome, yn," Beomgyu says as you glare at him.
"I don't think I want to thank you, Beomgyu. I don't remember allowing you to share my information with Yeonjun." You accuse as Beomgyu glances over your head before smiling at you lovingly.
"Still salty about it, are you, sweetheart?" Yeonjun, out of nowhere, well from above your head says, almost making your soul leave your body.
"On a soulmate killing agenda, I see." You say as you look up at him. Yeonjun takes this opportunity to place a quick kiss on your nose, making you flustered. Taehyun and Beomgyu make gagging noises in the background apart from the laughter.
"Choi Yeonjun! I will be convicted of murder if you don't stop now!" You whine, covering your face.
"I would be honored to be murdered by you; you're just so charming it would be a wish come true to be murdered by someone so beautiful. I could go on." Yeonjun says.
"Please do. Watching yn getting flustered is the highlight of my day." Beomgyu says, which only results in him getting a kick in the shin.
"I need to sadly leave right now, but I'll see you tonight, right yn?" Yeonjun asks, eyes bright like a starry sky.
"Yes, you will." You say, feeling yourself smile at him.
The two of you keep looking at each other, Yeonjun finally seeing getting a glimpse of you without your snarky comments. A side of you that has him falling for you harder than he had when he had first met you. It was a side he didn't mind seeing more often. It only made him wonder how many more sides did you really have to yourself. He wanted to discover and explore them all.
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Yn couldn't believe she had been waiting for the date. Nervousness ran through her veins like adrenaline as she paced around her room. There was nothing to worry about. The constant texts had been proof of how much her soulmate was actually invested in her. But yn still couldn't help but feel like everything seemed fake.
When yn heard the knock on her front door, she removed any "creases" on her outfit, taking a deep breath before finally moving to open the door. It felt as if someone out of a movie had been standing in front of her. Choi Yeonjun had never looked better. His black hair styled to perfection, a nervous smile quoting his face as he drank in your appearance.
"Hi." You greeted, barely above a whisper.
"Hey." He replied, his face searching yours.
"You look great." You compliment.
"I wanted to be the first one to compliment you. Why are you the one who is always a step ahead?" He asks with a pout.
"Well, you seemed to be distracted." You chuckle at his cuteness. But in reality, you really wanted to kiss his pout away.
"It's not my fault you look this pretty. I will forever be distracted if you're in the room yn. You will always have my undivided attention." He says, looking into your eyes with so much purity, it seemed like it was drowning you in it, and you had zero complaints about it. You wanted to saturate yourself in the essence that was Choi Yeonjun.
A smile graced your lips as you pulled him closer to you, drawing him in for a hug. You inhaled his scent, a scent you wanted to claim as yours, wrapping yourself around it, holding it so close to your heart that it would feel like dying if it were ever lost.
Yeonjun, on the other hand, was lost. He was lost in this being called you. He had managed to discover a new part of you. A detail that assured him that he was yours and you were his. An element of you that he was never accommodating to get mislaid.
"I don't think I want ice cream anymore." You heard Yeonjun whisper in your hair.
"Then what do you want, Jun?" You asked, hearing as his breath faltered for a second.
"You, yn, god the things you do to me." He said, looking you in the eye. A simple nod was all it took for him to cup your face and bring his lips to yours. He walked you back into your apartment, shutting the door with his foot. He wanted to cherish this moment forever.
Everything was slow, the waters being tested. Yeonjun's lips mold into yours, becoming one. If he had been warned of how your glossy lips would taste, he wouldn't have suggested going for ice cream. The two of you pulled away for air, still holding each other close.
"I love you." He whispered, "I love you so much- I am glad I got to say this first otherwise, I think I really would have crumbled. You mean the world to me yn, you are my other half." He whispered against your lips.
"I love you too, Yeonjun. I love you so much, more than I could express in words. I want to spend every breathing second with you." You conclude, hearing him chuckle at your words with warmth. He pulled you in for another kiss, this time moving a little faster than before. Yeonjuns hands get lost in your hair as you pull him closer.
The both of you spend the night together, wrapped in a warm blanket, talking about anything and everything. The two of you held the other close, afraid to let go. Secrets being shared and kisses being stolen, your cheek pressed against his while the two of you basked in each other's warmth. It was a night where you felt your soul touching his, getting to know him and the bond you shared.
It was a night you and Yeonjun would remember. It was a night that was the starting point to a better life with more memories and new experiences to come.
"Isn't it too late for you to be out here alone?" You heard a voice call out. You whipped your head to look at a boy around your age walking out of the shadows.
"Isn't it late for you as well?" You retorted, keeping your distance from the stranger.
"Yeah, but my parents don't really care." He said as he sat down next to you.
"I don't remember inviting you to sit next to me." You snarl, sitting away from him.
"Well, this is a public field, Spitfire. I can sit where I want." He says, giving you a crooked smile. It made your eyebrows furrow.
"Don't call me Spitfire, asshole." You said harshly, making the stranger burst into a fit of giggles. You had never cursed before. It felt weird for the word to leave your tongue.
"Is it the first time you cursed Spitfire? It's cute. Asshole!" The stranger mocks the way the word had rolled off your tongue. You grimace at him, scrunching your nose in disgust.
"Don't talk to me." You say as you look at the horizon in front of you.
"The stars are pretty." The stranger says to no one in particular. You turn your head to the sky, looking at the stars that peek out. You turn your gaze back to your watch, noticing the time.
Shit, you were late. You were so late, and your best friend was going to kill you. You pushed yourself on your feet and hurried out the dark field. You could hear footsteps behind you, and soon they matched your pace.
"In a hurry, Spitfire?" You heard the stranger ask.
"None of your business." You muttered as you tried to navigate your way out of the field.
"That's the wrong way. Follow me." You hear him say as you stop.
"Why should I follow you? I don't even know who you are?" You ask as you cross your arms over your chest.
"My name is Beomgyu, and I am going to help you get out of here. Now follow me or stay here." The stranger, named Beomgyu, says as you follow him quietly.
After five minutes of silence, Beomgyu had stopped dead in his tracks, reaching the parking lot near the entrance.
"There you go, Spitfire. We reached. Now, do you want me to walk you to wherever it is that you are going?" Beomgyu asks teasingly.
"No, it's okay. My name is yn, by the way." You mumble, looking at the boy. He looked beautiful under the moonlight.
"It's a nice name. Has a ring to it." Beomgyu says with a smile.
"Where do I find you?" You ask, startling the both of you.
"Under this sky full of stars. It's our sweet little secret." Beomgyu says with an angelic smile as the two of you make a pinky swear.
a/n: i realised i had a few works from my old blog, so i decided to post them here till i can get back to writing. hope you guys enjoy this :))
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"What are you looking at?" Beomgyu asked as he looked down at you. The two of you had been cuddling.
"The rain," You said as you briefly looked up at him before giving the rain your full attention.
"What about it is hogging all your attention?" Beomgyu asked, annoyance laced in his tone.
"It's pretty." You said with a soft smile, making him roll his eyes at you. He put his pointer finger under your chin, moving up so that you were looking at him, "You're prettier."
You snort at his comment, leaning up as you place a lingering kiss on his lips. Beomgyu whines a little when you pull away, sending a pout your way in hopes of getting more kisses from you.
"I have an idea." You say as Beomgyu looks at you with interest.
"Let's dance in the rain. I have always wanted to try it." You say as you get up.
Beomgyu frowns at you, hating that you weren't close to him anymore, but he wasn't against the idea. He nods his head yes, as the two of you wear your slippers and walk out of your apartment.
You run towards the rain as Beomgyu trails behind you so that you don't slip and hurt yourself. Once the two of you are in the rain, the water feels as if it's piercing your skin. The two of you smile wide at each other as he pulls you close to him.
He hums a random tune in your ear as the two of you sway back and forth. He holds you close the entire time. You smile as you whisper in his ears, "Why are you holding me so close, baby?" You ask as you bite back a smile.
"You're giving me all the warmth that I need, pretty." He says back as he places a kiss on your much-awaited lips. A move that was supposed to be innocent turns into a war of burning passion.
Your lips are hot against his as both of you try to fight for dominance. It is fun teasing him a little before letting him win anyway. Beomgyu couldn't get enough of your kisses. So he never found himself holding back when kissing you.
He held you close as the two of you kissed under the rain. There was no one other than the two of you, making the entire situation more romantic than it already was. Beomgyu pulls away, giving you a few eskimo kisses before placing a final kiss on your lips.
warning: Witches and Wizards, curses, mention of suicide (not as bold, it's more subtle), yn kisses almost everyone in the story (sorry), yn thinks she is not very pretty (self-image issues). Hueningkai cameo <3
a/n: so, i'm basically in love with Howl. the image of yeonjun is not mine and you can see the creator's tag name on the image. but doesn't he look like howl? like that's how yeonjun would look as howl. jfksmfkr
"Are you sure you don't want to come with us? Didn't you mention you were going to visit your sister?" Ryoko asked as she tapped her foot against the floor.
"No, thank you! I think I'll finish this piece and leave!" You finish as you hear a commotion downstairs.
"No, thank you! I think I'll finish this piece and leave!" You finish as you hear a commotion downstairs.
"Is that Yeonjun's Castle?"
"Do you think he really takes people's hearts away when you strike a deal?"
"Are you sure that's his castle?"
"Why does his castle keep moving?"
"It's to stay hidden from the rest of the army dummy,"
"Jinko, you have nothing to worry about Yeonjun only takes hearts of pretty people."
"That's enough! Let's get moving, ladies!" You finally hear Ryoko call out as everyone gushes out the door. You look out the window, seeing a tiny figure moving through the for. If what the rumors say is true, you would really have nothing to worry about.
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Once you finish working on the hat, you clean all your stuff and pick the piece of paper where you had written your sister's work address. You put on your shoes and lock the store as you start walking towards the main street to get a tram-train to the city.
Once you had reached the city, you walked through the street, avoiding bumping into the palace guards. But it had seemed as though you couldn't hide fast enough, as you bumped into one right after entering an alley.
"Hey there, little birdie, are you lost?" The guard asked a smirk etched on his lips.
"No, thank you, I am fine." You answered with the small amount of courage that you had.
"Wow, this bird really is pretty." Another guard walks in to take a look at you. But before you could answer, you feel someone wrap their arm about your shoulder, pulling you into them.
"Sorry for being late, sweetheart; I got a little busy." The man who had pulled you towards him says, his breath hot on the tip of your ears.
"Who are you?" One of the guards demands.
"Why don't you boys go for a walk?" The mystery man asks as he waves a finger towards them. Suddenly, the guards start to move out of their way, walking along as if they were being controlled.
"That must have scared you, but I need a little help; I am being followed, so let's just act normal so that we can lose them in the crowd." The man says as he takes your arm in his, walking with you.
"Where are you heading exactly?" He asks casually.
"The Tea Pot." You squeak.
"Ah, sorry I got you involved in this." He says as he rushed the both of you through the various streets that littered the city. You see these gelly men walking through the walls, black as ink, trying to catch up to the both of you. Just when you think you were getting caught, the mystery man holds on to your waist.
"When I say jump, be prepared to jump, okay?" He whispers in your ear. Not a minute later, he whispers to you to jump. The both of you jump higher in the sky. Your hair whipped with the wind, eyes wide as you look at the people below on the streets heading to the coronation.
"Start walking; it would be easier." He says as you follow his steps.
"Wow, yn, you're a natural." He says as he smiles down at you. You look up at him as you mimick his smile.
"Thank you for helping me with my escape, dear yn. See you next time." The man says as he drops you on the balcony of the first floor of the Tea Pot.
Once he disappears in the crowd, it strikes you. You had never mentioned your name once to him. You take this moment to look out into the mass of people, mesmerized by the man. The way his blonde hair whisked in the air, to the smile he had flashed you. The way his fingers had danced across your waist and shoulders. Everything seemed enchanting.
After a moment, you walk down the stairs to your sister's space of work. When she sees you, she runs to you, pulling you in a bone-crushing hug. She smiles at you wide as she places a kiss on your cheek.
"You look wonderful, yn!" She says as she grabs your arm and walks you to another place for the both of you to talk.
"I think I met a wizard on my way here. I mean, I am sure he was a wizard." You say in a dreamy voice.
"What if it was Yeonjun?" Your sister says in a horrified tone which makes you let out an unfeminine snort.
"Then I would have nothing to worry about. Yeonjun only takes the souls of those who are pretty. You should be the one who should be worried." You say as you twirl a strand of your sister's hair before tucking it behind her ear.
"Oh, but yn, you are pretty. I wonder when you will see it for yourself. I am telling you, it's only a matter of time before some man falls in love with you." Your sister says as she nudges you.
"Oh please, the day a man declares his love for me, I will run on the street naked." You joke as your sister, and you burst out laughing.
"I have to go now, and it is getting late. You should go back as well before it gets very dark. Come more often; it feels nice seeing you and talking to you." Your sister says as the two of you hug goodbye.
~~~
It was getting difficult to find Yeonjun with the disturbing weather. You had been cursed to look like a ninety-year-old old woman by the Witch of the Waste. But you were also stuck in the rains with a scarecrow with a turnip instead of a head. To your advantage, the cursed turnip came in handy, bringing you a cane for your journey.
You tried using your hand to cover your eyes from the rain, but it was no use. Turnip-Head beside you as you mumbled about how nice it would be to have some form of shelter to rest for a while. Seeming to understand you yet again, Turnip-Head went looking for something that you hoped was a house.
But your eyes widened as you saw it. It moved slowly yet looked sturdy. It didn't look like a castle one bit. You were shocked to see it, recognizing it as Yeonjun's Moving Castle. You grimaced, thinking of how ugly it looked. Maybe old age had made you more honest.
The door to the castle opened to you as you entered it in a rush, almost tripping over yourself in the process. You only wondered how your old body would have taken the shock of falling on hard rocky ground.
When you entered the house, it seemed nice and warm. It felt welcoming. A small fire had been lit, the flame almost dying out. You put one of the wooden logs in the fire, letting it ignite as you sat on a chair in front of it.
"Are you a witch?" The fire asked, surprising you.
"Are you a wizard?" You asked back.
"I could never be a wizard. I'm a demon, under the control of yeonjun. My name is Calcifer." The fire said, rolling its eyes.
"Ah, a fire demon!" You said with excitement.
"Now listen here, old lady, how about we make a deal. You help me get rid of my curse, and I do the same with yours." The demon offered.
"Hmm, deal with a demon? I don't know, I'm not sure." You said, your eyes suddenly feeling heavy.
"Hey, hey, listen to me!" The fire said, trying to get your attention. You nodded your head, your mind clouded with tiredness and sleep.
"So we have a deal, right?" The fire asked.
"Mhmm, yeah, we have a deal," You said, falling asleep on the chair.
~~~
You thought you had heard your name being called, but you weren't sure. Maybe it was all in your head. But then you felt someone waking you up, shaking you slowly. Your eyes opened to see the beautiful man who had saved you from the guards. Your eyes widened as you kicked your feet to create distance.
"Woah, woah, calm down, ma'am. I just want to know how you got in." He said, putting his hands up in surrender.
"I- Calcifer let me in. I'm the, uh, cleaning lady." You said, stuttering.
"Cleaning lady, huh, and who hired you, my lady?" He asked as a blush covered your face.
"I hired myself, of course." You said, getting up and pushing him away by the chest.
"I should get to work." You said, smiling at the man with golden locks.
"Don't get too carried away, my dear," Yeonjun said, smiling back at you as he exited through the door.
You took a look around, noticing a boy near the stairs.
"Master Yeonjun almost had a heart attack looking at you." The boy said, tilting his head a little to get a better look at you.
"Did he now? Guess he really doesn't like ugly women. Not to mention old as well." You said with a scoff.
"No, not because of your looks, but because of the fact that he simply didn't know who you were," He cleared, "and neither did I. I didn't even hear you come in. Are you a witch?" He asked as he got up from his spot.
"Yes, I'm a big bad witch!" You said, imitating an evil laugh, only to make the boy cackle.
"I'm Hueningkai! You can call me Kai. And you are?" He asked.
"Yn, nice to meet you, Kai. You look like a good boy. How'd you and Yeonjun meet?" You asked, ruffling Hueningkai's hair.
"He saved me from an evil man," Hueningkai said, using his tiny hands to create big gestures for exaggeration.
"Really? Did he look cool?" You asked with a teasing tone.
"The coolest! Master Yeonjun really is the best!" Hueningkai said with a tiny jump, making you laugh.
"Yn!" He exclaimed, shocking you.
"Yes! What happened?!" You asked, concerned.
"I like your laugh." He said with a cheeky grin.
"God, you scared me!" You scolded, ruffling his hair again.
"Okay, now let's get to work!" You said as the two of you began cleaning.
~~~
You and Hueningkai had finished cleaning the house, washing the clothes, getting rid of the dirty dishes. Finally, sitting down on the couch that the poor kid wasn't even aware existed.
"Since we did exceptionally well, let's make ourselves some hot chocolate." You suggested as the five-year-old boy nodded his head eagerly.
Before either of you could move, the door pushed open, Yeonjun coming in with his hair covering his face. He heaved heavily. He slowly raised his gaze to see his house all clean.
"Wow, yn, you really did clean up everything. I forgot just how wonderful this house used to look like." He said, flashing you a smile.
"Yeonjun, look! She placed the wood right here next to me so that I can take one whenever I need it!" Calcifer chimed in.
"That's nice; you should thank her," Yeonjun said.
"You should take a bath- you smell," Hueningkai whined.
"On it, kiddo," Yeonjun said with a chuckle that made your heart flutter. Damn wizards and their flirty talks.
You made a cup of hot chocolate for Hueningkai and yourself, using Calcifer. The both of you sipped on your drink happily until an ear-shattering scream was heard through the entire house.
"Yn! Look at what you have done!" Yeonjun screamed as he ran down the stairs in his towel. He clutched his hair that was a beautiful red.
"Have done what?!" You asked, not knowing what he was yelling at you for.
"This! My hair!" He screamed as he sat on a stool droopily.
"If you ask me, it looks beautiful." You said with a smile.
"I asked you not to get carried away while cleaning, didn't I? Now, look at what you have done. What's the point of living if you're not pretty." He said gloomily. This irked you.
You stood your ground, yelling at him, "I have never been pretty in my life! But do you see me giving up on it?! I, for once, want to feel pretty. You look pretty all the time, you inconsiderate asshole!" With that, you run out the door, running till your old legs take you. That being to pond near the castle.
You breathed heavy, trying to calm yourself. You marched back up the path to the castle, only to see Hueningkai run to you.
"Yn! He is doing it again! And it's worse this time! You have to come right now!" Hueningkai said, tugging you inside the castle.
"Yn! YN! Save me!" Calcifer said as some green goo tried to reach it. YOu looked at Yeonjun, who was secreting this goo, a chuckle leaving past your lips.
"Has he always been this dramatic?" You asked Calcifer and Hueningkai as they nodded their head yes in sync.
"Very well. Huening-ie, run the bath and wash this fellow up well for me, okay?" You said, pointing towards Yeonjun as the boy nodded his head yes, running up the stairs.
You grabbed Yeonjun, putting his hand over your shoulder as you dragged him to the bathroom. So much for cleaning the house. On the way upstairs, you hear a faint thump. You turn around, only to see Yeonjun's towel on the stairs. With wide eyes, you rush to the bathroom to get the naked man away from you.
~~~
After the little mishap, Yeonjun had been put to bed. You had cleaned all the goo from the floor and Calcifer, who looked like he could kiss you. You and Hueningkai had gone back to finishing your now cold chocolate milk, sharing stories from your past.
He was just a kid, but he still had more fun stories than you could think of. You decided to make the drama queen some tea, walking up to his room. You opened the door, feeling like you had entered another dimension. Everything looked enchanting in this room.
"I made you some tea." You said, pushing a strand of his jet-black locks behind his ear.
You were about to walk out when you felt him grasp your wrist.
"Stay," He whispered as you sat on the chair next to his bed.
"Why are you really here, yn?" He asked.
"I- the Witch of the Waste has a message for you." You muttered as his eyes widened.
"You work for her?" He asked, almost sounding betrayed.
"No! God, no! I would never work for her." You said, making him chuckle.
"Well then, give me that thing in your pocket." He said, making you furrow your brows. You reached for your pocket, finding a paper folded there. Since when was it with you? You wondered. You handed the scrap to the man on the bed, only for it to burst into flames upon his touch. The smoke created a message that only he seemed to understand.
That was the first time you had ever heard Yeonjun laugh wholeheartedly.
~~~
Since that night, something unspoken had been exchanged between Yeonjun and yourself. He has been smiling at you a lot; he had been more affectionate than he already was. It warmed your ninety-year-old heart. Hueningkai spent most of his hours with you, doing simple mundane tasks, or listening to your childhood stories. It made you feel fuzzy inside.
Yeonjun would be there for dinner, telling about his day. How the war was the most stupid thing he had ever heard of, and how he had suddenly become the most wanted man because he didn't want to take part in the war.
"I just realized our family is filled with cursed beings!" Hueningakai had said, making everyone burst into a fit of laughter. Everything seemed too perfect to be true.
Which, in fact, was ruined when you had gone to the crowded local market to buy groceries for the house. You saw her sitting with her large body sipping on tea as she smirked at you. Without a second thought, you marched your way towards her, only to be held back by guards.
"Please leave the premises for your safety, Mrs. Choi." The guard said. Your eyes widened. Choi. It was the identity Yeonjun had asked you to take for your safety. You stumbled back. You looked back at the Witch of the Waste, shooting her a glare. But before she could do anything, she was covered with glowing light.
Everyone had seemed to stop to look at the scene. The Witch of the Waste slowly shrinking into a tiny chubby lady. She looked weak, almost as though she was about to pass out any second. Before you could figure out what was going on, Yeonjun had suddenly appeared, dragging you with him.
"We have to leave right now. I knew I shouldn't have sent you to the market. I'm sorry." He said in a hurry as you heard a commotion behind you.
"Fuck, they figured out. Let's run." He said, grabbing your shoulder like he had the first time he met you.
"I know we have done this before, so come on, move with me." He said as he took you through alleys and corners.
"No- no, this is my first time going out with you." You lied, only for Yeonjun to scoff.
"Liar, I know you yn. I dropped you at your sister's at Tea Pot, remember? Also, your curse is worn off right now." He points as you look at yourself. Your curse really had worn off.
"How did you undo it?!" You asked as Yeonjun took a sharp turn.
"Not now sweetheart, I promise to explain everything to you once we are safe. Take this route. I'll hold them back, okay?" He said, placing a kiss on your cheek before ushering you forward. With one look behind, you ran down the route he had asked you to take.
Far in the distance was where you saw it. Your castle. Your home. You ran towards it, swinging the door shut when you entered.
"Calcifer! We have to help Yeonjun! We have to leave as fast as possible, but not in such a big house." You said.
"Hueningkai, stand outside okay, we are removing Calcifer from the house." You instructed as the boy followed.
"Yn, you have become young!" Hueningkai exclaimed.
"Yeah, my curse has been broken." You said with a smile as you went to pick Calcifer in your hand.
"This is a bad idea, yn, like this, we will never be able to get going." He warned.
"Well, if you have something in your mind, then pls let me know." You said as you stepped out, the entire castle collapsing in front of you.
"Now Calcifer, rebuilt a smaller moving vessel to get is out safely, okay?" You said, trying to find an entrance to the house.
"Yn! I found an entrance to the inside!" Hueningkai shouted, waving at you to hurry. You hurried inside, Calcifer looking at you with doubt.
"Now what?" You asked with a sigh.
"Give me something that belongs to you. This is too much for me to take. Especially with the rain hitting me." He said as you sighed.
"Does my hair work?" You asked as the fire grinned, eating your hair in one go.
"Yn, I like your short hair. It suits you." Hueningkai said with an innocent smile.
"Thank you, Kai." You thanked, pinching his cheek with affection.
Calcifer made a mobile home, zooming past the mountains, where no one could find you. The view from the window showed the city being destroyed. If only there really was an end to the war and the madness. You could see Yeonjun flying through the sky. Or so Calsifer said.
The three of you sat on the floor, gloomy.
"Yeonjun will be back, right?" Hueningkai asked.
"Mhm! He will come back safe and sound." You said.
At that moment, Yeonjun burst through the door, his arms bleeding and his face covered in dirt. He had a cut on his brow and nose. He heaved as he layed on his back. You and Hueningkai ran towards him, crouching down.
"Oh my god, you're bleeding!" You exclaimed.
"Get Calcifer, fast." He spoke.
Hueningkai ran towards Calcifer, getting the ball of fire in his hands and passing it to you.
"It's time, Calcifer. I set you free." Yeonjun said with a lazy smile.
"Push him against my chest, yn please," Yeonjun said, sounding broken. You did as he asked, pushing the ball of fire against his chest.
"That's his heart," Hueningkai whispered. You looked at the young boy, socked. How come you never noticed?
The house stopped moving, everything falling apart once more. Yeonjun grabbed you and Hueningkai, wrapping his arms around you both. The shack hit the ground with minimum impact, jolting the three of you.
"My chest feels heavy," Yeonjun said with a chuckle. A bright ball of light left from Yeonjun's chest as he celebrated his freedom. You laughed at the fireball.
"You're still bleeding, you know." You pointed.
"But at least I have put an end to a lot of things. The war being the first one." Yeonjun said with a smile.
"What was that even about?" You asked.
"The kingdoms wanted his heart," Hueningkai said with a grim expression.
"If you knew so much, why didn't you tell me?!" You yell, making Yeonjun and Hueningkai laugh.
"Yn! Look! I'm free!" Calcifer announced, making you grin.
"Thank you, Calcifer." You said, giving the fire a kiss. He blushed red, flying into the sky, giddy with joy.
"We still have to take care of you." You told Yeonjun.
"Maybe you should kiss me as well. It's the cure." Yeonjun said as you pounced on the man. Anything to get him all better. You kissed his plush lips, making Hueningkai squeal in the background.
"I was kidding yn, I am fine. MY injuries are fake. I just wanted to scare you." Yeonjun mumbled against your lips, making you smack his arm.
"You scared me!" You yelled, pouting.
"I'm sorry, my love." He said, pulling you for a hug, "come here, my little side-kick." Yeonjun said as he pulled Kai for a hug as well.
The three of you sat there on the ground, in the middle of nowhere, just happy to have one another.
"So, how'd my curse wear off?" You asked Yeonjun, who just smiled at you lovingly.
"Because you fell for the heatless boy, dummy." He said, giving your lips one last peck.
