#ateez wooyoung imagines

Genre: Fluff, angst, suggestive, fantasy au.

Pairing: Werewolf!Wooyoung x witch!reader

Word count:3.4K

Warnings: Profanities, death by magic, making out.

Using a vine, you tied the last aconitum to a tree which was a few meters away from your cottage. You chanted a spell on it, enhancing its scent that fortunately did not have any effects on your species.

You have been doing this everyday before twilight to keep a new pack of rogue wolves away from you. You don’t know how they managed to find you, considering you lived only a kilometer away from another pack that had a strong reputation. But they were rogue wolves, after all: they didn’t care about another pack’s territory.

Proceeding back to your house, you immediately washed your hands with some fenugreek water. You took off your raven-black cloak, draping it on a wooden chair. You made your way over to one of your cauldrons, expecting to see the beautiful blue color of the potion you were brewing for a goblin in exchange of some seeds of an extremely rare plant.

Carefully lifting the heavy lid off the hot pot, you frowned at the pink hue of the liquid, wondering where you went wrong. You tried to recall every single step you made.

“Shit, I forgot to add delphinium!” you groaned, running to your storage room to get the flowers. Unfortunately, you ran out of it. You sighed in frustration, realizing your potion would spoil if you didn’t add the flowers in the next two hours.

You quickly lit the candle of a lantern before wearing your cloak. You grabbed a straw basket and put your shoes on. You had to get into the nearby pack’s territory to get the flowers and you hoped you wouldn’t run into any trouble tonight with the werewolves.

You carefully made your way through the forest, wary of your surroundings. You have never gone out after dusk to collect any supplies. It was really dangerous for you to leave home at such a time, especially when there were rogue wolves seeking to kill you. Even though you had enough magic within you to kill a werewolf, you were no match for a pack.

You traversed through the forest, coming to a small meadow in the middle of it. You looked around for the delphinium, delighted to find it faster than you expected. You took a knife from your pocket to cut the stem of the plant, placing the flowers in your basket.

A snap of a branch caught your attention, and you quickly whipped around to the source. You could make out two large figures in the distance, their yellow eyes glowing in the dark while they leered at you.

“Fuck,” you muttered under your breath. When you saw them coming closer to you, you started to run once you realized they were rogue wolves. You could use a spell to set them on fire, but you needed to be in an open space with no trees around as the fire could spread.

You ran as fast as you could, dashing through plants and leeping over small streams, adrenaline coursing through your veins. You mentally cursed yourself when you saw the Ateez pack houses in the distance, realizing you ran in the opposite direction from your cottage. You kept running anyway until you reached the open area where the pack was, already on high alert. Three of them in their wolf forms, ready to attack any creature that poses a threat to them.

You swiftly turned around, chanting a spell that set the two rogue wolves on fire before they could reach you. The wolves howled and whimpered loudly while they burned, meeting their death in just a few minutes, leaving only their bones and ashes.

You fell to the ground, trying to calm down your heavy breathing. Certain spells such as this one really drained your energy.

“You have violated the territory rules, witch,” you heard one of the wolves from the Ateez pack say. Glancing around, you noticed that you seemed to have interrupted their bonfire party.

“I had no choice and you know it,” you said, glaring at one of the omegas of the pack while trying to get up. Your arm was burning, and you pushed your cloak aside, revealing a large cut that you must’ve gotten from running through the plants. You were too drained to chant another spell to heal yourself.

You could feel a light tug at your heart, pulling you in a certain direction. You turned to see another werewolf who was staring at you with an unreadable expression, a female wolf seated on his lap. Your heart instantly filled with hurt and anger. You weren’t naive; you could tell you were the wolf’s mate. Although you have heard of cases where a werewolf had a mate of a different species, you certainly weren’t expecting that to be your case. You wouldn’t admit it, but a part of you was thrilled to find your mate. However, you were sure he didn’t feel the same way; he would never accept a witch as his mate.

“I asked you something, witch,” you heard the alpha say, pulling you out of your thoughts.

You turned to look at the alpha of Ateez’s pack. “I’m sorry, what did you ask?”

“Are you deaf? I asked why you trespassed into my pack’s territory.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Are you blind, mutt?” The werewolves in their wolf forms growled at the way you addressed their alpha, but you ignored them. “I just got chased by some rogue wolves. You claim that half of the forest belongs to your pack, but you can’t even get rid of the rogues. At this point, I might just do your job for you,” you said, pointing to the ash and bones of the two rogue wolves you killed. You knew the wolves would hate to hear how you managed to do something they were struggling to do. After all, they hated your kind with every fibre of their being.

“Mind your words when you speak to us, witch,” the beta stated, voice laced with venom. You only rolled your eyes in response, picking up your basket that slipped from your hands. You pulled the hood of your cloak lower and bowed to the pack. You took one last look at your… mate. He’s stunning, was all you thought before proceeding to go back to your cottage, hoping deep-down that you’d see him again.

“What’s up with you, bro?” San asked his bestfriend, plopping down beside him and Yunho on the couch. “You’ve been… different this past week. I’ve never seen you this quiet.”

Wooyoung sighed, knowing he couldn’t keep a secret anymore from his packmates. “The witch…”

“What about her?” Yunho questioned.

Wooyoung gulped, fiddling with his fingers. “Well, she’s my mate.” Both San and Yunho’s eyes widened while they stared at Wooyoung like as if he was like an alien.

“What are you gonna do?” Jongho asked, joining the conversation.

“Reject her, of course,” Wooyoung replied, his wolf screaming at him but he ignored it. “I don’t believe in the whole mate thing, you all know that. Besides, I’m content with hooking up with Chae.”

The wolves didn’t comment on it, knowing Wooyoung wouldn’t agree with the fact that the moon goddess personally chose a witch for him; he refused to believe in such things. The boys could only hope he would make a smart decision before it’s too late.

“That’s unfair for the witch though,” San mumbled, genuinely concerned for you.

Wooyoung shrugged. “She could make a potion or something to forget about me, but I’m sure she wouldn’t accept me as a mate either. Anyway…” he got up from the couch, stretching his arms out. “I’m going for a run. Anyone coming?”

“I’ll pass,” Jongho said.

San shook his head. “Me too. I’m exhausted.”

“I’ll come,” Yunho said with a small smile. “It’s been a while.”

The two boys made their way to the forest, quickly stripping out of their clothes before shifting into their wolf form.

“Wanna race till the territory borders? I know you’ll lose anyway,” Wooyoung challenged Yunho through their mind link.

“Oh you’re on!” Yunho growled playfully in response, albeit he knew the younger wolf was right. Wooyoung was the fastest runner in the pack.

The two wolves took off into the woods, dashing through giant leaves and jumping over large logs. Yunho pushed Wooyoung to the side, making the smaller wolf lose his balance. He quickly got up, chasing after the older wolf.

Their heightened senses allowed them to smell different flowers and trees, and Wooyoung found himself enjoying a certain scent that he knew he shouldn’t be enjoying. He could also smell something unfamiliar mixed with his mate’s scent, and he could immediately tell it belonged to a wizard. Without him realizing, he started following his mate’s scent, crossing his pack’s territory borders despite Yunho’s protests.

“Wooyoung, stop! There are rogue wolves! You’ll get killed!” Yunho yelled through the mind link. But Wooyoung couldn’t stop until he saw you.

He sprinted even faster, your scent getting stronger and stronger. He stopped right in front of your cottage, spotting you just a few feet away, an orb of fire above your palm, ready to attack. The wizard beside you had an arm wrapped around your waist protectively, causing Wooyoung to growl loudly, jealousy and anger clouding his mind.

The familiar scent of your mate made your fire orb disappear. Another wolf that was bigger than your mate appeared. The wolf glanced at you before nudging at the smaller one to leave.

“Are you fucking serious, Woo?” Yunho yelled at the younger wolf. “Alpha is gonna kill us. We have to go now.”

Wooyoung only growled and glared at the wizard. “Get your hands off my mate!”

“He can’t hear you,” Yunho said. “Let's—”

“Then maybe I should show him!” He charged at the wizard.

“Wooyoung, no!” Yunho yelled.

The wizard hit Wooyoung in the stomach with his staff, instantly knocking out the wolf due to the magic laced on it. You were positive he would have some broken bones, knowing how powerful staffs are.

Yunho whimpered, nudging his unconscious packmate, fear evident in his eyes. He knew his packmate was still alive, but he couldn’t tell what was happening to him or if he was silently dying. He couldn’t take Wooyoung back to their pack if he didn’t change back into his human form.

Sensing the older wolf’s fear, you carefully moved towards him. “He’s not dead,” you spoke in the softest voice you could muster. “He’s just unconscious due to the magic and may have some broken bones.”

“He deserved it,” Sejin, the wizard, said. “Your alpha should train him better.” Yunho lowered his head in apology, clearly embarrassed.

Sejin turned to you. “I must take my leave now, Y/N. Will you be all right alone with these mutts?”

“Yes, I will be. Don’t worry,” you said with a smile. Sejin nodded, pulling you into a quick hug before he started his journey back to his own cottage.

You kneeled beside your mate’s unconscious wolf, gently stroking his fur. Yunho wanted to change back to talk to you, but he didn’t have any clothes.

“How are you going to take him back?” you asked Yunho. He whimpered in response, reminding you that he couldn’t communicate with you in his wolf form. “Oh! I’m sorry. Um… do you want to change back to your human form?” you asked and he moved his head up and down. “Okay… I could give you some shorts. Is that all right?” When he nodded again, you quickly ran inside your cottage, finding a pair of your khaki shorts. You chanted a spell on it to make it bigger for the wolf.

You went back outside, giving the shorts to the wolf. He moved behind a tree to change, coming back a minute later.

“I’m extremely sorry about that,” Yunho said, scratching his nape. “I don’t know what got into him.”

“It’s okay,” you said. “How do you plan on taking him back to your pack?”

“I can’t unless he changes back,” Yunho sighed. “I’ll also need to call my pack here to take him.”

“Do whatever you must,” you said. “I will give you some rosemary. It will help him gain consciousness.”

Yunho nodded and you went into your cottage to bring some rosemary. Taking out a small amount from the jar, you proceeded back to the wolves. You kneeled beside your mate, holding the rosemary above his snout. You chanted a small spell, enhancing its scent. The wolf’s ear twitched before he stirred, eyes slowing opening. He whimpered out in pain, eyes filling with tears.

“Wooyoung, you have to change,” Yunho urged. “I can’t take you home in your wolf form.” The wolf huffed in pain, trying his best to change back.

Once he was able to change back, he groaned in pain. “I think my ribs are fucking broken.” You looked away from his naked form.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” Yunho muttered before turning to you. “Thank you, Y/N. I must change and call my pack here to help take him home.”

You nodded, sparing one last glance at your mate before going back inside your cottage.

Stirring a new potion you made, you scooped the bright yellow liquid onto your ladle, carefully transferring it into a glass bottle.

You heard a knock at your door. You placed the ladle on the table before making your way to the door. When you opened it, you weren’t expecting to see your werewolf mate standing there shirtless. It has been two weeks since you last saw him and you were certain his broken ribs would’ve healed by now.

“What are you doing here?” you questioned, trying not to look at his toned upper half.

“I had to see you before I go insane,” he sighed, making your heart race. “Can I come in?”

You moved aside, letting him in. You closed the door, moving to sit on the leather sofa, your mate following your actions while he glanced around in awe. You waited for him to talk first, but he only stared at you. Wooyoung couldn’t help but be stunned by how beautiful you are.

You gently cleared your throat. “So… how are you now?”

“I’m better now,” he replied. “Your boyfriend broke three of my ribs.”

You snorted. “My boyfriend?”

“The wizard who broke my ribs.”

“Yeah, I know who you mean,” you remarked. “But he isn’t my boyfriend.”

Wooyoung’s wolf was thrilled with the news. “Didn’t seem like that though,” he murmured but you heard him.

You raised an eyebrow. “I don’t see how that’s your problem anyway.”

His eyebrows furrowed. “It is. You’re my mate.”

“Hmm… doesn’t seem like that. Wasn’t your tongue down some poor human’s throat two nights ago?”

Wooyoung gulped, eyes wide, his wolf cursing him. “H-How did you know?”

You chuckled, not really amused. “There are fairies around, you know? They watch everything.”

“I did that to forget you,” Wooyoung confessed, fiddling with his fingers. “I… couldn’t handle seeing you with that wizard. He had his hands on you that day and my wolf just lost it. And I thought you were with him so…” You could see the genuineness in his citrine-colored eyes.

“What about that wolf who was on your lap then?” you questioned.

“I occasionally hook up with her,” he said honestly. “I actually didn’t believe in the whole mate chosen by the moon goddess thing until I met you. But she did. She just has her fun with me, but she knows one day she’ll find her mate and will instantly forget about me… just like how I forgot about her the moment I saw you.”

You sat in silence, taking in his words, contemplating on what to do. You weren’t a child of the moon like your mate, but surely the moon goddess considers you as one if she chose you as her child’s mate. She never chooses wrong.

“So if I accept you as my mate, what is your plan?” you questioned.

Wooyoung’s face immediately lit up. “I’ll let you choose. You can live with me or I can live with you. I already spoke to my pack and they’re more than willing to accept you.”

You shook your head. “You’re an omega, right? You shouldn’t be separated from your pack. I can’t leave my house either cause of my work. So how about we just meet each other whenever we have time?”

Wooyoung pouted. “But I wanna see you everyday from when the sun rises to when the moon sets.” Your heartbeat sped up rapidly.

“That’s twenty-four seven,” you murmured, cheeks turning pink.

Wooyoung smirked. “Exactly.”

The next two weeks were spent in moving your belongings to Ateez’s pack houses. Since every member of the pack had their own house, there was plenty of space for you. Wooyoung even had a large basement which he converted into a workspace for you. The other pack members helped move your herbs and plants too.

After arranging all your jars in your new workspace, you made your way upstairs. This was your first day living with your mate. The wolf was ecstatic, filled with more energy than usual. He was a ball of sunshine, but also a major tease. He was well aware of the effect he has on you. You knew he knew you wanted him badly, and that’s why he only teased you, wanting you to make the first move.

Wooyoung was lying down on the couch, engrossed in reading one of your spellbooks. You quietly made your way towards him, but the faint sound of your footsteps caught his attention.

Wooyoung stretched an arm out. “Come lie down with me.” You obeyed him, cheeks turning pink while you cuddled up to his side, burying your face in his neck, inhaling his wonderful scent.

After a while, you brushed your lips against Wooyoung’s neck, placing a light kiss on his skin. You heard him inhale sharply when you gently sucked on his skin. He tossed the book onto the table, wrapping an arm around you. He lifted you onto his body, and you adjusted yourself so as to straddle his lap.

Wooyoung smirked. “What are you doing, baby?” Your body tingled with the way he called you that.

You leaned down, brushing your lips against his before placing a small kiss on his lips. You pulled away, trying to get off him, but he grabbed your hips, pulling you down onto his growing bulge, making you bite your lip.

“You can’t tease me like that and leave,” he playfully growled, hands moving to grab the exposed skin of your thighs as your dress had moved up.

You narrowed your eyes. “Well, that’s what you’ve been doing to me for two weeks.”

He licked his lips. “Yeah, and?” His hands moved up on your thighs.

“And that’s not f-fair,” you stuttered at the end as his hands moved to your inner thighs, so close to your core. You could already feel your panties sticking to your wettening folds.

Wooyoung took a deep breath. “You smell incredible right now. So eager for me…” you blushed, remembering wolves could smell their mate’s arousal the best.

You leaned down, finally connecting your lips to your mate’s. Wooyoung kissed you back just as eagerly, unable to hold himself back anymore; he had been waiting for you to make the first move so that he knew you were comfortable with him.

You involuntarily grinded on his hardening bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. His hands moved to grab your ass, moving you back and forth on him in a rapid pace. Your hand slipped under his shirt, and Wooyoung pulled away, one of hands stopping you from touching him.

“Y/N, are you a hundred percent sure you want this?” Wooyoung asked in a soft tone, albeit his wolf was begging him to mark you. “It hasn’t been long since we met and I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable or anything.”

“I want this, Woo,” you replied immediately. “I want you.”

That was enough for Wooyoung to reconnect your lips, smiling while he kissed you, ready to officially mark you as his.