Sorry guys, this one is on the shorter side cause I just lost inspiration for it but I hope you like what I have of it :)

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️:sub!chanyeol, sub!sehun, dom!reader, voyeurism, rimming, oral (male recieving), mentions of handcuffs, threesome, pwp, mommy kink

Helping Hands

“Oh fuck!” Sehun cried out, his hands darting down to tangle in your hair as your tongue swirled around his tip yet again. Internally, you let out a small huff while glaring up at him. A whine forced its way past your boyfriend’s lips as you pulled away, another escaping as you grabbed his wrists and forced his hands down to be pinned on either side of his head. 

     "C'mon baby boy, we talked about this. Keep your hands to yourself or I’ll have to bring out the cuffs.“ You lightened up your hold on his wrists at the look that crossed his face.

     "I’m sorry mommy, I’m really trying not to touch you- I promise I am!” You smiled down at him as his puppy dog eyes came into play, leaning down to press a light kiss to his pouty lips. Normally, you would have already brought out the cuffs, rope, or anything else you had in your toybox to restrain him, but he had been in a subby mood all day today which made him all the more sensitive. When he’s in the mood to become your mindless baby boy in the bedroom he complains and complains about the bruises that inevitably end up around his wrists, almost bringing him to tears. While you didn’t want to deal with that mess later, sometimes you just didn’t have a choice.

     "This is your last warning sweetheart.“ He violently nodded, gripping the sheets as hard as he could while you started to lower your mouth back down on his cock. The moan that ripped from his throat could be heard clear as day from your living room, where, unbeknownst to either of you, a friend had dropped by to return Sehun’s phone charger he had accidentally left in the practice room. 

     Chanyeol had stopped in his tracks as the cry echoed through the house, his face slowly heating up as he realized what it was. He was conflicted. One half of his brain was telling him to sprint out the door and forget this had ever happened while the other half was suddenly reminding how attractive his younger bandmates’s girlfriend was. The poor boy hadn’t even realized he had climbed the stairs until he was suddenly standing outside your bedroom door, hand outstretched for the doorknob in front of him.

     His hands were shaking as the nerves almost swallowed him whole. What was he doing?! Chanyeol took a small step back, cradling his hand to his chest as he shook his head. Just as his back turned to the door, however, another loud moan ripped through the air. He spun back around, telling himself over and over that a small peek wouldn’t hurt. The door opened just a crack, letting the perverted boy’s eye scan the small room. His breath hitched in his throat as he took in the scene before him.

     Sehun’s back was arched off the bed as his fingernails dug into the pillow beneath his thrashing head, trying his damndest to keep his hands from reaching for you. Chanyeol saw your head between your boyfriend’s thighs and assumed you were sucking him off, but upon closer inspection realized that you had traveled lower to trace your tongue around the younger’s entrance. A low groan vibrated through Sehun’s chest as he bit his lip, head tilting in a way that gave Chanyeol a full view of his pleasure filled expression.

     The sight was almost too much to bear as Chanyeol’s bulge strained against the fabric of his pants. His trembling hand shyly rubbed at the area between his legs, hoping to find some relief as the other flew up to his mouth to block his lewd sounds. It didn’t take long before he decided it wasn’t enough, instead unbuttoning his pants to grab ahold of his fully erect cock and pump it at a rather quick pace.

     Sehun’s eyes slowly fluttered open, his vision still a little blurry with pleasure as he turned his head to nuzzle his cheek into the pillow. Through his pleasure haze, however, he saw a crack in the door. Hadn’t you closed it after you pushed him to the bed? It was hard for his mind to fully comprehend what was happening until his eyes had locked onto the pair that he recognized instantly. His face flushed red as he squeezed his eyes shut.

     "M-mommy!” He whined, his thighs unintentionally crushing your head in between them. The action made you look up to his face with a grunt before following his gaze to the door. You smirked as your eyes locked with a pair of dark brown ones.

     "Oh?“ Chanyeol froze up as he realized he had been spotted, the dark look in your eyes making a violent shiver shoot down his spine. He hurriedly pulled up his pants as you made a beckoning movement with your hand, clumsily entering the room. "Well what do we have here? I didn’t realize your friend was such a little pervert, baby.” You chuckled, glancing over to Sehun to make sure he was okay with this. 

     Sure enough as you gave your boyfriend a once-over you could see his cock twitch against his stomach. The both of you had talked about a situation like this before, having someone else join you in the bedroom that is, but now that it was finally happening you realized it was much more exhilarating than you could have ever imagined. Chanyeol, on the other hand, was much too busy thinking about every worst case scenario as his eyes burned holes into the floor. Surely you would never want to talk to him again, and Sehun would be too grossed out by him to ever hang out the way they used to. What if you told everyone else what happened, just to warn everyone about the disgusting pervert they’d been unknowingly spending time with? What if-

     "Chanyeol!“ The boy’s head snapped up, the confused puppy dog eyes he was giving you made you forgive him right away. "Did you hear what I said?” He slowly shook his head. You had turned to face him by now, gesturing for him to come even closer from your place on the bed. He hesitantly stepped forward, hands clenched into fists between his legs in a poor attempt to cover up his hard-on. 

     "I asked if you’d like to join us. There’s a little lesson I need to teach Sehun that he just can’t seem to learn, so a little help would be very much appreciated.“ You said, seduction dripping in your voice as you ran your fingers along his inner thigh once he had sat down next to you. His breath hitched in his throat, a fire burning in his lower abdomen from your touches as well as the whimper that came from the boy behind him. He slowly nodded his head, mind already foggy from your words as he looked up at you with the prettiest puppy dog eyes you had ever seen.

     "Alright, how about you go ahead and take off your clothes, then you can go and sit behind Sehun. Is that alright with you sweetheart?” All he could do was dumbly nod his head again, your sweet voice and gentle touches the only thing he could seem to focus on. “Use your words.”

     "Y-yes mommy, I can do that.“

     "Alright then darling, go ahead.” The words had barely left your mouth before he shot to his feet and began sloppily tugging off his clothes. Jeez, you’d barely done anything and the sweet boy was putty in your hands. You couldn’t help the wicked smirk that crossed your face.

     Oh this was gonna be fun.

EXO REACT: To realising they love you

Anonymous said to kpopgroupsreact: Could you make a similar reaction to the one you did for ZE:A but for EXO? The one where they find out they’re in love that was so cute please and thanks in advance!!

Suho:He was a bit conflicted with himself. He knew he liked you, he knew he was attracted at the least but it wasn’t something he was ready to fully take in all at once. His realisation that his feelings were far deeper would come slowly but surely. The things that would really ring bells the most for him would be when he unconsciously began to think of you even when you weren’t around. You could be miles away and he would somehow find something that made him think of you. Even his personal tastes were beginning to match yours.

Y/n likes this kind of style…should I buy it?

Xiumin:He really did like you. He liked spending time with you. Even as a homebody he would give up his days relaxing just to see you. He wasn’t as confused about his feelings, it was more that he was trying to avoid complicating things, at least, for you. He loved it most when you were comfortable around him, just seeing you happy and relaxed was enough. But even his generous heart was a little selfish from time to time when he couldn’t hide just how happy you made him, and it would be one of those moments where he would realise it was far more than a simple ‘like’.

Member: “Hyung, y/n is here to visit”

“Where? Come here, y/n.” Y/n actually came to visit. My heart is racing.

Lay:He was usually very good at keeping his personal life away from work, but you had suddenly come between the two and he couldn’t help but let his feelings grow and show. He would start noticing you everywhere, paying special attention to anything that involved you. He’s even start noting down everything you liked and disliked and would find himself changing bits of his routine to match yours. He really wouldn’t be prepared for just how much of an influence you had in his life until he would try to hide it from others.

Is that y/n’s part? Wait, I can’t look too obvious. Why am I so obvious? My ears will turn red.

Baekhyun:He has this thing where he ends up staring. Consciously and unconsciously. He can’t help it, he becomes a somewhat adoring gushing mess when he’s around someone or something he really likes. Like really, really likes. It would be obvious to him he really liked you, but when that simple ‘like’ turned into a strong affectionate sensation he had no control over he would probably be clueless until the teasing from others started.

Member: “Baekhyun, stop staring at y/n the entire time it’s so embarrassing to watch.”

“I’m noooooottttt.” Now I’m going to turn red, just great.

Chen:He’s very good at keeping himself from revealing too much. In fact, he would be so good at just pretending his feelings for you were simply that of admiration and respect. But they ran far deeper than he let on, and it would be one of those moments where his usually calm facade would break as soon as he makes eye-contact with you. He would always want to invite you to all his events because just seeing you made him happy but, not just happy, like really happy. You had come to see him, he would find himself thinking. Or he would like to think. So when one time you were a little late and he couldn’t find you in the crowd his energy would be low and he would be worried until he sees you making your way to your seat and his happiness would return, the bright smile he wears would show up naturally when you smile and wave to him.

Y/n made it…my heart has stopped aching.

Chanyeol: He might find himself in the midst of realising his true feelings when he notices how he’s always concerned with everything and anything that you do. He liked making you laugh and he liked seeing you happy. He was the type to take on his feelings, but he usually kept from expressing them openly if they could be troublesome. He might be afraid to admit to just how much he liked you. He wouldn’t want to ruin what he had with you, but there might be a moment just a random moment where simple eye-contact would push him past his abilities to hold back.

I can’t keep lying to myself, or y/n.

D.O.: He wasn’t the talkative type, especially not on shows but when you were brought up as a topic of conversation he would suddenly be so animated and involved in discussing all your great points. He really did admire you, and it might be obvious to others just how much simply because of how just mentioning your name made him light up. The sudden change in him would bring him to question just how much his admiration for you was just admiration and how much was something more.

MC: “I noticed D.O. Is suddenly very talkative now that we’ve brought up y/n.”

“I’m really not.” *shy laughter*

Why am I like this?

Kai: He liked teasing you because you always had a reaction that made him smile. The little huff, and the tiny shake you always did when you felt wronged was something that made his chest flutter with a strange sensation. It made him feel tingly and he knew it was because he liked you but he didn’t know just how much until he had persuaded you out on a date that he swore wasn’t really a date. But it would be then where he noticed all the little things he absolutely adored about you, from your smile to the way you had a habit of tapping your left foot while making up your mind about what delicious ice cream flavour you wanted. It made his heart go wild with happiness and he couldn’t hide it.

Y/n: “There’s mango, and strawberry, and choco, and mocha swirl…so many delicious choices, why is life full of hard choices?”

Y/n is so cute. I wonder if my feelings are obvious.

Sehun: At first the concept of having deep feelings of love for someone might either scare him or even gross him out. But as he spends more and more time with you he would end up just watching and thinking about all the little things you did. The way you tucked your hair behind your ears when you were focusing, the way you always made sure everyone else was included, or how you stepped in when someone was feeling awkward, or how you smiled from your mouth to your eyes and how your whole being seemed to light up. It would be one of those moments where he was lost in thought just watching you from a distance that he might begin to open himself up to those feelings.

Why can’t I look away?

Baekhyun:What do you wanna be for Halloween?

Kyungsoo:Dead

Baekhyun: Oh…I was gonna be a cat but that’s cool to

Jongin: Look me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth

Minseok: No man can look you in the eyes and be straight

— Inner Demons —

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader x Sehun

Genre: Syndicate!au | Angst | Smut

Word Count: 5.1K

Warnings: Mentions of murder, depiction of scenes that could be triggers

A/N: Five months later and I’ve finally finished this chapter. Sorry for the wait guys and thank you for being so patient with me!

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“I never thought we’d bag them right there… if only it had been this easy from the start…”

“Right? They’ve been putting up a fight for so long…” The over-familiar smell of alcohol roused you from your slumber. Voices surrounded you as well as the clattering of metal items, it was almost like you were in an operating room, “Should we start or give her some more time to rest?” Your eyes searched the darkness to find the voices, and the slight movement of your head gave you away.

“She’s already awake, Jisung. Go get Mark, I’m pretty sure he’ll want to see this.”

“Yes, sir.” Retreating footsteps mixed with a sigh from someone behind you put you on edge more than you already were, but the yanking of the hood that was over your head had your heart pounding in your ears. Your eyes winced at the bright fluorescent lights and tried to focus on your surroundings when you noticed sandy blond hair and gleaming silver eyes.

“Taeyong…” You hissed.

“Good morning, princess. Did you enjoy your…” He paused for a minute as he pulled on latex gloves, “… moment of sleep?”

“Go fuck yourself.” You spat while attempting to reach towards him to notice you were strapped to a standing table, “What the—”

“These restraints will keep you still as we start trials on you.” A voice came from beside you and you snapped your eyes over to it to see the one person you never expected.

“Make sure they’re tight, wouldn’t want her going full X. Got that, Chanyeol?” Taeyong lifted a syringe filled with a dark liquid before looking up at you, your eyes turning a deep crimson as you stared down Chanyeol, “Oh yeah, he’s your boyfriend, isn’t he?”

“Not anymore…” You growled, your voice fluctuated from its normal pitch down to something darker, almost demonic.

“Then this should be easy to do. Chanyeol, how about I give you the honor of injecting her with her first round of tonic?” Taeyong offered the syringe to him, and for a split second you could see his eyes waver, but they soon tore themselves away from your glare to eye a spot on your arm to plunge the needle into, “Get ready for the fun, Y/N. This is a perfect payback for killing me back then.”

“No—” Within seconds of Chanyeol puncturing your skin with the needle and injecting the tonic into you, you could feel every nerve in your body turn into flames. Your lungs felt like they were filling with water as it was hard to catch your breath, your vision started to blur like you were going to pass out and the only thought on your mind was Sehun.

How long had it been since he’d seen sunlight and not the turning on of the fluorescent lights? How long had it been since he’d seen you last? Seen your smile, the flick of your gaze from something in the distance to his eyes? Smelled the lavender wafting from your skin, felt the gentle touch of your fingers? Heard your quiet laugh, your whisper of ‘I love you,’ or even just your breathing… How long has it been?

Sehun was shaken awake by the blood-curdling scream that echoed outside of the darkroom. The scream was his alarm and he would hear that scream for a few hours and then it would stop for a little bit and pick right back up. The fluorescent lights that flicked on in the room caused him to wince at the sudden brightness and the sound of keys clanged outside the door, “Good morning, Sehun.” As the door opened, an old friend walked in holding a tray.

“Doyoung…” Sehun hissed.

“Now, now, no reason to be mean this early in the morning. It’s been almost four months since we’ve brought you two here and well, Y/N seems to be progressing nicely, but you on the other hand…” Setting the tray down on the floor in front of him, Doyoung sighed, “You’re always the same.”

“Fuck you—” Doyoung pulled a knife from his pocket and pointed it at Sehun as if to make a threat.

“That’s not very nice. I was even going to offer you some visit time with Y/N today if you behaved, but seeing as you’re being a pain, I guess I won’t offer it.” Doyoung always teased him with the hope of being able to see you, but every time it’s been offered, it’s right after Sehun snaps. Standing up, Doyoung slipped the knife back into his pocket and Sehun stared at the bland food that sat in front of him. It didn’t look appealing in the slightest, if anything it put his stomach in knots, “Not going to eat again today?”

“Not until you let me see her.” Tension filled the air, Sehun’s anger towards the men who kidnapped the two of you never subsided, they kept him separated from you, but the only thing they let him have of you was your screams.

“Sehun.” Doyoung huffed, “Do you think you would even recognize her?” Stooping down to Sehun’s face, he caught the smirk that was growing on Doyoung’s lips, “Why do you think she’s screaming? What do you think they’re doing to her?” Sehun lunged at him only to be held back by the chains that were confining him to the wall.

“I will fucking kill you! All of you!” He bellowed and Doyoung chuckled.

“How? You’re chained to this wall with only two feet of range. How are you going to kill us?” Yanking on the chains once more, Doyoung laughed at his efforts, “For all you know, we could’ve raped her and impregnated her with the next Lee Clan heir. We would get lucky if it was born with the X strain, then we could just kill her off—” His speech was cut off with the sound of Sehun yelling, but his voice matched that of a growling demon. If looks could kill, Sehun’s glare would have murdered Doyoung where he stood because of a flicker of orange in his dark eyes as well as the veins that ran down his neck.

“Shut your mouth before I make you shut it…” Sehun hissed and Doyoung scoffed before leaving the room with the slam of the door only to return with Taeyong in tow, them both equipped with a stun stick.

“He’s flipping.” Doyoung jabbed the prongs of the stick into Sehun’s stomach and tased him until he fell to his knees. Sneering up at them, Taeyong’s lips parted to show a toothy grin at the sight of the flames growing in his eyes.

“Looks like his blood and her strain are a match. He should’ve turned into a Z rather than an X, but here we are. Orange to match his master’s red must mean he’s a physical X rather than a mental one.” Taeyong went on and on about the X traits to Doyoung, but Sehun was confused.

“How am I part of any strain? You haven’t done anything to me—”

“That is where you’re wrong there, my dear friend.” Taeyong squatted down and reached out to him, pressing the pads of his index and middle fingers to the back of his neck, just behind his ear, “When you were out the first day we brought you back, we injected Y/N’s special blood that carried the strain into your bloodstream, in hopes of turning you into a strain statistic or killing you off.”

“That’s why you were sick the first month. Your body was trying to either accept the strain or it was losing its battle to it.”

“And with that…” Taeyong gripped Sehun’s chin with a satanic smile spreading over it, “You’re now our little test pet, that means we can get rid of Y/N, and have you replace her.”

“No!” Sehun growled, yanking on the chains once more as Taeyong stood up, “You can’t!”

“We can’t? Oh, dear Sehun, we can do anything we want with her, and that means never letting you set eyes on her again, but if you’re a good boy, we’ll let you watch as we kill her.” Taeyong’s harsh words hit him hard, deep to the core, were they really going to kill you?

The quiet beep of the vitals monitor let you know that you were still alive, even if you were wishing that you were dead. The hours you spent awake were filled with agony and what made it worse was the fact that the person you used to love was inflicting it, “I see you’re awake.” Flicking your distant gaze to the left of you, Chanyeol came into view, “You were out for a long time. Had to pump you full of pharmaceuticals to keep you here.”

“You should’ve just let me die… it would’ve been better than feeling you guys pump poison into my veins…” You rasped, your throat stinging with every word. Staring at him, you could feel a pain in your chest that you couldn’t quite explain; as if he heard you whisper his name, his dark eyes darted to yours and seeing the softness in your irises confused him, “Why are you doing this…?” You asked, “We used to be so close, inseparable even, but something changed with you… what happened…?” The tremble in your voice was something he hated, hated it because it made his chest hurt, made his heart fall into his gut.

“We were never meant to be together. The head of the Lee Clan is my owner and from day one since we met, I was supposed to capture you. Break you so you would bend to my every will—that’s all this was.” He was lying about your relationship being nothing but fable to his reality, “He told me to do my job and make you mine that way when it was time to turn you in, you came willingly.” He watched as your lips pulled into a sullen smile and a quiet laugh left you.

“Even on my deathbed, you’re still painfully blunt. At least now I know one thing to be true…”

“And what’s that?” He asked, walking closer to you.

“That Sehun was always the one I should’ve been with.” He furrowed his brow hearing his ex-best friend’s name, “Now I don’t feel so bad for letting him mend my broken heart and giving me more than you could offer me.” With a smile still on your face, you stared up into Chanyeol’s eyes that were growing darker the more you spoke.

“No, you’re just using him to get back at me. You’re still in love with me, Y/N. You’re still mine even if you don’t believe it.” Spouting his thoughts made you scoff with laughter.

“Is that why I feel whole with him? Is that why he makes me feel better in bed than with you? Is that why when the word ‘love’ leaves his mouth, I believe him without a second thought?” With a sigh, you looked up at the ceiling and closed your eyes, relaxing into the table, “But how could you understand, you’ve never been in love. You’re only an asshole who worked like a dog for a clan who would kill him if he didn’t bring me in.” Opening your eyes, you met his gaze once more, “Isn’t that right, Chan—” Your voice cut off as the air from your lungs was cut off. Chanyeol watched as blood spilled from the slice he gifted your neck.

“Now you’re going to die. Should’ve stopped when you had the chance.” A feeling of relief settled in his chest as the sounds of you gurgling for air filled the room.

“You killed her?” Taeyong’s voice spooked him, and he approached your side to see your eyes growing dark, “You’re lucky that Sehun reacted to the X strain the way he did, otherwise I would have to murder you.”

“Well…” Chanyeol set down the scalpel from the table tray he picked it up from and grabbed a towel to wipe your blood on, “Should we let our new pet see his girlfriend for the last time?”

The silence that settled around Sehun felt odd, around this time it was usually filled with your screams, but nothing came. As he rested the back of his head against the wall, the sound of keys jingled faintly down the hall, ones that resonated a ring that became all too familiar—they already teased him enough for the day, what more could they want from him?

From the small window on the door, he could see Taeyong’s silver hair, and as if he knew Sehun was glaring at him, his eyes met him through the window. Sehun didn’t have to see his face to know he was smirking; with a clang of the lock and the grinding of the rusted metal doorknob, the door opened, “Sehun—” Taeyong sang his name in the most innocent tone, “I decided that it was time for you to see Y/N.”

“What…?” He asked, his eyes widening with the thought of seeing you, “After you told me that I would never see her again…?” Suspicious he was, but then again, these men were unpredictable, like wild wolves hunting and playing with their prey.

“I mean, we can always take her back to her chamber and continue to torture her, or—”

“No!” Sehun yelled, lunging towards him, and the sly smile appeared on his lips once more.

“Haechan, bring her in.” Sehun’s heart pounded in his ears, it roared, tuning everything out until his eyes landed on the body the boy called Haechan was carrying in. Her white clothes stained with claret, her visible skin covered in scars, her neck dripping the same color as the stains on her clothes, and her eyes… there was no doubt once his eyes met the darkness that filled the irises—it was you, “She ended up choosing the wrong fight this time and lost.” Taeyong sighed as Haechan laid your body in front of him, “She was a great specimen, too. We’ll give you a few hours with her before we get rid of the body and have you fill her place.” Taeyong muttered something to the guard and disappeared. Sehun was in such a state of shock he didn’t even notice the guard came in until he was taking each of Sehun’s wrists to unshackle him from his restraints.

“My poor girl…” He choked out while reaching out to touch your cheek, “What did they do to you…?” Before he could meet your dead gaze, tears filled his vision and a strangled cry escaped him as he shook his head in denial, “This can’t be you right?” Lifting your hand, his eyes caught the red ring around your pinky, the same one that matched his own and it all became too real for him. He never got to tell you that he loved you one last time, he didn’t get to hold you close, before you slipped away. Never even got to look into your gentle eyes before you died, all that was left was a face that looked like it was in pure agony, “They didn’t even close your eyes…” Snapping out of his thoughts, he ran his hand over your eyes, shutting them.

“I’ll let you be free until they come to take her away.” The guard whispered as he began to take his leave, “I’ll let you have your time…” Even a man who worked for the Lee Clan understood that this was something that needed its own kind of privacy.

“Thank you…” He replied and the sound of the door closing only conjured more tears. With the first hour, he tore apart his sheets and wrapped your neck with the fabric, covering your wound, and he cleaned up the blood from your skin. With the second hour, he took some of the extra clothes they gave to him and replaced your bloody clothing with the clean ones; you didn’t deserve to be seen the way they brought you in, “You’re all clean now, Y/N…” He sat down in his usual spot on the floor by the wall, staring at you. A painful lump appeared in his throat the more he stared at you, and finally, he gave into his grief; pulling your body to him, he slid you into his lap and held you close, “I’m sorry…” He apologized, “We were supposed to live a long life together, but I failed you…” Running his fingers over your cheeks, tears fell onto your skin, “I love you and I’m sorry that I waited until now to tell you.” Pressing his lips to your forehead, he pulled you closer to him, and rested his chin against the top of your head, “We’ll stay like this until we can’t, okay?”

For the next few hours, he did nothing but hold you. Stroking your hair, kissing your forehead, and whispering tender ‘I love you’s’. He didn’t care about anything else going on around him, he only cared about you, “Y/N… I have a feeling they’ll come for you soon…”

No response.

“Should I just kill them when they walk in, or when they try to turn me into their test subject?”

Once again no answer.

“What am I doing…?” He asked himself as he leaned his head back against the wall, the silence in the room becoming deafening since it wasn’t filled with your screams, “I should just accept the fact that I’m going to die… at least then I’ll meet you in the afterlife… right, Y/N—” Before he could finish his question, your body jolted up from his grasp, gasping and coughing.

“Doyoung!” Taeyong yelled as he walked down the hall towards the examination room and Doyoung’s head popped out from the doorway, his black hair falling in his face as he did.

“You rang?” He asked and Taeyong crossed his arms over his chest with a sigh.

“It’s been about five hours since we took Y/N in to let Sehun have his last moments with her, go and take her from the room and get him ready once you disposed of her body.”

“Are you sure we should dispose of it? We could still extract the strain from her even if she isn’t living, right?” Taeyong huffed, his face falling with Doyoung’s question.

“The strain immediately dies once the host is no longer living, which is why we’re getting rid of her. It would’ve been nice if Chanyeol didn’t kill her off, we could have forced new strains or even had her procreate with her new pet to create more X strains, but that’s a thought that died where it started, too.” Doyoung nodded, no longer wanting to ask any more questions, and he walked past Taeyong towards the D ward hallway. Taeyong made his way to the examination room where Sehun was to be brought and Chanyeol came into his sight.

“So.” Chanyeol’s deep voice rattled Taeyong’s calm demeanor as he didn’t even look him in the eyes as he dug into the cryogenic cooler filled with vials of the X strain, “We should’ve kept her alive, huh?”

“You heard our conversation?” Taeyong asked, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on point the more he could read the wordless Chanyeol, “It would’ve been great. Just think of how many more strains we could’ve made with Sehun and Y/N. Or is it the fact I said that she and Sehun could—”

“You know how I feel about them together!” He growled, slamming the cooler shut, “She’s mine and always will be mine. Even in death, I was there with her and not him, so don’t think that she and Sehun are a thing.”

“She was just your mission, you can’t say that you actually fell in love with her. As I heard it, you treated the poor girl like shit, no wonder she went after your best friend.” Taeyong could see the anger making itself apparent on Chanyeol’s face, but there was something else hiding in his expression and he was going to see how far he could push Chanyeol before he pushed back, “You know what, I would’ve stolen her from you too if she wasn’t part of my job. I mean, aside from the fact that our children would be made with superior genes, I bet she knows how to please a man.”

“Shut up.” Chanyeol hissed, but Taeyong was having too much fun seeing him get all riled up.

“C’mon, look at that body. Her lips? Breasts? Ass? The things I’d do to her… better yet, the things I would have her do to me… I’d make her worship me—” Chanyeol kicked the chair next to him at Taeyong, and he didn’t flinch when the chair just barely missed him, if anything it made him more eager to piss him off more, “You think that you’ll scare me with those little threats? You’re not even on my level, Chanyeol.” Chanyeol knew that he was nowhere near Taeyong, not even close, but he knew a way to get where he needed to be.

“I know.” Lifting a vial of red liquid, he grabbed a syringe and unscrewed the top on the vial, “If I ever hope to be like you, I need to take this step.”

“If you do it with that pure sample, you’ll be hit—hard. There will be no period for your body to get adapted to it, you’ll feel like your whole body is on pins and needles. Like you’ve been doused in gasoline and set on fire. There’s no going back if you do that, that is if her strain decides to mesh with your body. You could die in the process and even then there’s still no going back.” Taeyong watched Chanyeol suck the red substance into the syringe before the sounds of alarms and sirens went off.

“Warning. Warning. There has been a detainment breach in D Ward. Two subjects were seen heading towards A Ward—one seems to be a woman and the other a man.” The voice that came in on the overhead line had Taeyong sighing, but not a sigh of annoyance, but one of relief. Relief because you were still alive.

“Looks like my plan will work out after all.” He hummed and Chanyeol furrowed his brow.

“A woman and a man? They only person we’re detaining right now is Sehun—”

“And Y/N.” Taeyong added, his eyes flicking a silver hue, “To think that she has regenerative powers, too…” Cracking his knuckles, he walked over to the computer and logged into the security system, “How about I lead them to the warehouse and you welcome them there?”

Sehun trailed behind you, following every movement your body made under the red flashing emergency lights. He never thought you would attack Doyoung as he walked into the cell, but you did—snapped his neck so quickly that he didn’t even see that you were even alive. This you was someone he didn’t know, but it wasn’t the right time to think about that, right now the two of you were trying to escape, “Y/N, do you know where you’re going?!” He yelled and you shook your head.

“No, but I still have to try to find a way out, right?!” You responded and he had to admit you were right, you would probably be back on the table being tested on again if you didn’t do anything, but running in random directions wasn’t getting you anywhere either. As you two were reaching a fork in the hallway, metal doors down two of the hallways slammed shut, blocking your way, leaving no other way than to go with the open hallway. After multiple blocked routes, you arrived in a place which resembled an old run-down warehouse; it was dark, cold, and practically empty besides a few crates and pallets. Sehun’s eyes panned the entire place and they stopped on a door that looked like sunlight was seeping through the cracks.

“I think that’s the way out of here…” He started to walk towards it when you grabbed his arm, stopping him, “What is it—” He looked back at you to see your eyes staring off in the distance, glowing a deep crimson.

“It’s too easy, they’re not letting us leave like this…” You could feel the presence of someone in the warehouse, but you weren’t sure who, all you knew is that your body was going into fight mode without seeing the threat, “Do you feel that…?” You asked, moving your gaze to Sehun’s eyes to see a dark orange glow in his eyes which surprised you and hurt you at the same time.

“Like there’s someone here with us?” Sehun asked, and you nodded to be rattled by a loud bang.

“Look at the two of you, Sehun, a new X member, and Y/N, alive again.” Sehun felt his skin prickle at the voice that filled the air around him, the voice that was too familiar to miss. His eyes darted around the warehouse until it fell on dark eyes that were emerging from behind a stack of pallets, it was Chanyeol for sure, but why was he here. Chanyeol eyed him, the surprised look on his face was enough to have him in a fit of laughter, “What, Sehun? Surprised to see me?”

“Why are you here…?”

“Well, I’m here to collect my darling girlfriend of course—”

“Ex-girlfriend.” Sehun interjected and Chanyeol shrugged it off.

“Why does it matter what she is to me? I’m just glad to see that she is alive after I sliced her pretty little neck.” Ripping his gaze from Chanyeol to you, he stared at your hand that was covering the fabric on your neck.

“You’re the one who did that to her?” His blood, which was already boiling, started to boil over and Chanyeol could tell. The orange that resided in his eyes turned a dark red, a spitting image of yours, “How could you?!” He bellowed, his fists balling up as he prepared himself to go after him.

“How could I?” He asked, obviously offended, “How could you is the real question. If you would’ve just let me do what I wanted with her, we wouldn’t be here right now. She would be a slave to the Lee Clan and you wouldn’t have to worry about saving her—” In a blink of his eyes, Sehun appeared in front of him and delivered a powerful blow to his face that knocked him off of his feet, and landed him a few feet away from him.

“You were supposed to be protecting her and yet you’re working with the Lee Clan to corrupt her?!” Sehun screamed at the top of his lungs, and Chanyeol chuckled, his laughter showing nothing, but defiance.

“Corrupt her?” He snorted, “She’s already an abomination to mankind, and now with all the tests we’ve run on her, it’s a miracle she’s even alive. Y/N is a corrupted gene that the Lee Clan should’ve held onto tighter when she was little. Maybe then, we could’ve ended up together and not like this…” Reaching into his pocket, Sehun’s eyes caught the sight of a syringe filled with a dark red liquid with a yellow cap covering the needle, “It wouldn’t have had to come to this…”

“What is that…” Sehun asked as Chanyeol bit off the cap and inserted the needle into his skin.

“Think of this as a power booster, so I can kill you where you stand.” With a slow push of his thumb down on the plunger, the barrel was emptied into him, “Taeyong told me to save this for when I need it, and if I’m going up against two X strains—I’m going to need this…” Flicking his eyes up from the syringe, he stared down Sehun with bright red eyes, ones that almost matched yours.

“Sehun! Get out of there!” You screamed, your pounding footsteps over the pavement, and the hammering of your heart became nonexistent as Chanyeol disappeared and reappeared behind Sehun. In a flash, Sehun crumbled down to the ground and your feet stopped moving, “Sehun!” The crack of his neck snapping set flames to a different feeling in your chest, it was more than anger, more than sorrow.

“Man, I didn’t want to kill him.” Chanyeol sighed, “I figured he would be much more of a fight, but I guess not.” He turned his gaze around to you, tears were already staining your cheeks, but he didn’t care, you deserved this, “Alright, Y/N. I can’t kill you this time since Sehun probably doesn’t carry the regeneration trait as you do, but I can beat you into submission.” The red in your eyes fell deeper, past crimson, darker than maroon—they were an eerie shade of a black like you’ve been possessed. You let loose, charging towards him, readying your fist to attack him.

Chanyeol knew you were coming to him, but his vision blurred causing him to lose his focus on you, that is until he felt your fist connect with his stomach. Your punch carried enough weight to knock him down to the pavement, it cracking under Chanyeol as his body hit the ground, “You fucking psychopath…” You growled, “You think he deserved this?!” You screamed, aiming another attack, this time to his face, “If anyone deserved to be murdered, it was you!” You began to follow through with your action, but Chanyeol caught your wrist, his own strength overpowering your own.

“Who knew you had this kind of strength…” He rasped, yanking you down to him, “Too bad that you’re not the only one in this room with the strain right now—” Chanyeol’s voice fell as he saw your expression turn dark, as dark as your eyes were, and that was his queue to take you down—now. His hands quickly found your throat as a sickeningly sweet smile appeared on your lips, and he forcefully pushed you down to the ground, tightening his grip on your neck. He could see your brows start to furrow as he applied an immense amount of pressure, “That’s right! Just fucking die!” Your eyelids flickered, giving Chanyeol hope, hope that you were finally going to meet your end. Your hands gripped at his clothes like you were trying to push him off and he couldn’t help but laugh, “Nice try! You’re not going to win this time, Y/N. You and Sehun can see each other in the afterlife—”

A smile came back to your lips, he noticed blood spilling onto your clothes just before his vision began to blur.

He didn’t see it coming.

“Your heart… is mine… Chanyeol…”

u r m y s u n.

☆ko-fi au: idiots-to-lovers!au kyungsoo | tw: suggestive
*this is more like oblivious-to-lovers/mentions a breakup
find other exo aus:here

• “do you want me to take care of him?”
• kyungsoo’s voice is calm as he sits across from you in the kitchen, late-night coffee untouched on the island counter
• “no, it’s ok. plus you know if it was legal i could right hook him myself.”
• you flex your arm and kyungsoo cracks a half smirk, eyes big and brown from behind his squared frame glasses
• sehun appears from his room and groans, rubbing his head as he takes kyungsoo’s untouched cup and swigs it down
• “ew! why are you two drinking caffeine at one in the morning!”
• he sputters as he slams the cup down and kyungsoo looks apathetically at the splashes of coffee that make their way onto his tshirt
• you give him a sympathetic look as you tell sehun to go back to bed - he’s your roommate and you know he and kyungsoo get along like a cat and a dog would
• “fine. by the way - did your jerk of an ex return your stuff yet?”
• you wave your hand and shrug
• “no, he just texted me that he threw it all out by accident.”
• sehun groans with a hand on his hip, mumbling about how in between your things he’s pretty sure your ex also took his copy of some video game
• he makes himself a glass of water and disappears again and you and kyungsoo are once again left alone together
• best friends since high school - he was the only person you could think to call when you’d gotten the infuriating text, along with a number of other rude things your ex had decided to divulge
• he had no qualms about driving down here in the dead of night
• he has work tomorrow, but he lies when you ask and says he doesn’t
• you lie and say you don’t either because you want more time with him, regardless of this ex drama or not
• because
• well
• you’re both in love with each other and it’s so painfully obvious to everyone with eyeballs but you two.
• not even when you were voted cutest couple by your peers and brushed it off as a prank
• not when all through college your partners had brought up the other as a constant wedge between your relationships
• not even when your own parents would mistakingly ask if you and kyungsoo were planning on moving in together finally
• if there were divine signs in this world, you and kyungsoo were recklessly passing them by
• and willful ignorance couldn’t even cut it at this point
• not when the world seemed to be holding up a neon sign with arrows aimed at your heads flashing: soulmates!
• “i just wish i could do something to get back at him though, i know revenge is the low road but…”
• you huff and rest your elbows on the island as kyungsoo takes his phone out and places it in front of you
• “i have an idea. you haven’t texted him back, have you?”
• he doesn’t blink and you shake your head
• “no, plus my read receipts are off.”
• “then i think my plan might work. it is a little bit risky though.”
• kyungsoo has always been the levelheaded one of you two, actually, he’s outwardly more levelheaded and calm.
• you’ve known him so well that you have seen the occasional, rare outbursts of emotion that are otherwise always hidden
• so when he explains his plan - you’re surprised by how sly and also how intimate it is
• you had expected kyungsoo to say something about reporting your ex’s instagram or tracing his IP to block it
• when he’d said
• “why don’t we take a pretend couple photo together and post it now. your ex will think i’m at your place.”
• it had taken you a whole ten seconds to realize why posting such a photo at this time of the day would probably send your ex into a frenzy
• kyungsoo even motions to himself and says he’ll take his shirt off for added effect
• “i could never ask you to post something like that on your account….”
• he pushes his glasses up
• “i don’t care, social media doesn’t impact my daily life anyway.”
• swallowing the sudden dryness in your throat you are aware of how tiny the walls around you two seem
• like they’re pushing you together by an unseen magnetic force
• “o-ok.”
• kyungsoo gets up, he flicks his eyes toward sehun’s room but the door is shut tightly, and he pads softly toward your door
• he’s been in your room more than any other friend, he could probably find his way around in complete darkness
• and he does - sitting on your bed as you come in after him, flicking the light on
• “should i - should i like mess my hair up or something?”
• you mean it as a lighthearted quip about the already awkward situation, but kyungsoo pulls you toward him and in between his knees
• his hands come up and tussle some of your hair to make it look disheveled.
• “take off my glasses”
• you reach out and notice the little tremor in your hand as you slip them off
• his face is clean and unchanging
• has he always been this handsome? something seems even more hot about him after he got discharged.
• you place the glasses carefully on your nightstand
• “so how do we do this?”
• kyungsoo lets his hands splay on the back of your thighs, as quickly as you were standing you end up sitting in his lap - legs wrapped around his waist as he lifts you into a comfortable position.
• you position your arm around his neck and then apologize, but he doesn’t react
• instead he shrugs out of the shirt with your help and loops his finger through the strap of the tank you’re wearing
• “you don’t have to take it off, we can just push the straps down”
• the moment is so clearly special, close, and personal
• even if it’s supposed to be some elaborate laugh in your ex’s face. there is not question about the palpable energy in the room.
• but you and kyungsoo keep along with the act that it means nothing
• that it means nothing when you’re pressed against the skin of his chest and kyungsoo is cheek to cheek with you, lips close to your temple
• he gives it a small kiss, the kind that flutters something deep in the cavern of your chest, just as you take a photo with his phone
• when you both look at it - you don’t make a move off his lap and kyungsoo’s hand that is close to the curve of your hip doesn’t budge either
• the picture is so realistic you blurt out
• “we really look like a couple.”
• the silence simmers and simmers and simmers
• kyungsoo doesn’t try to leave, you don’t tell him to go
• the clock on his home screen ticks closer and closer to two a.m.
• “we should be one.”
• kyungsoo turns his attention completely on you, your hand on his shoulder curls a little and your nails feel good against him
• “we should be what?”
• you ask, feeling dumber than you have ever in your life
• “be a couple.”
• kyungsoo uses the hand that’s not holding you ontop of him to unlock his phone, navigating with ease to his profile and without any warning, he uploads the photo
• captions it with nothing but a heart emoji
• and posts it
• you think you’re going to faint and fall forward into his warm embrace
• his phone starts to buzz, even this late at night a photo like that catches the attention of everyone following him
• he doesn’t look at the notifications - looking at you instead
• “what do you say?”
• the words don’t come to your brain - all these years of pinning in silence
• all this time spent pretending you weren’t destined to be together to your own annoyance, his, and everyone elses
• you see a comment pop up on the post from sehun’s profile
• “since when does he follow you?”
• you mumble and kyungsoo opens it with a swipe of his thumb
• oohsehun: thank god. but ewwwww don’t bang with me in the house!
• oohsehun: also @real__pcy you owe me ten dollars i told you once they break up with their boyfriend these two are going to see the light and finally get together
• “see”
• kyungsoo hums
• “everyone already thinks we’re in love - so why don’t we just be in love?”
• you move in his lap, acutely aware of the friction you both create like this
• “do you want to be in love with me?”
• you murmur, heartbeat starting to ring in your ears as you wait for him to answer
• kyungsoo licks his lips and takes in a deep breath
• “i don’t have a choice, i have always been in love with you.”
• you think your heart stops - just for a second - because you can’t hear it anymore
• suddenly everything is full of kyungsoo
• and you push him back onto your sheets to press your mouth open and hot to his
• beside your bodies his phone pings with more and more notifications
• most of them are congratulations and exclamations that mirror sehun’s.
• one is an angry stupid comment from your ex, but kyungsoo and you don’t have to do anything.
• sehun takes care of that in a single reply for you two
• (everyone agrees with him and by the time you and kyungsoo wake up later, your ex has deleted the comment like the embarrassment he is)

[21.03 pm] you were on the way to EXplOration day 6, your hand tightly gripping your boyfriend’s free one while he was driving the car to the venue. somehow he’d managed to get a free day from the military to go support his group and while you knew he was ecstatic he could see his brothers again, a part of him ached with the want to join them on stage. you were waiting for the traffic light to go green when you heard him sigh and you looked at him lovingly while your thumb caressed the back of his palm before asking ‘you miss them, dont you?’ with a sad smile followed by a soft kiss on his cheek. he turned to face you and you couldnt help but notice his glassy eyes as he blinked trying to clear his beautiful eyes from the tears that threatened to fall, before he nodded softly and started the car again. 'oh man’ you heard a whisper, 'you dont even know’ he said, a nostalgic smile finding its way on his face and a small tear escaping his eyes and falling on your locked hands.

Hey just wanted to let ya’ll know

STOP GUILTING PEOPLE WHO JOIN KFANDOMS LATER THAN YOU DID!!!

I’ve seen a lot of it and it makes people who love the same group you do feel like absolute garbage! I joined a few kfandoms later than their debut, sometimes even AT their debut and people are all over the Internet “you’ve been sleeping on them cause they were doing stuff before their debut!” Well that’s awesome now I have more content to watch while I support the same groups you do!

Just be grateful that they’re gaining fame stop making their newer fans feel absolutely awful :)

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summary: You return to EXO after your little “holiday” with NCT, only to find out they know about your cosy encounter with Lucas and Ten. But just wait till you have to tell Junmyeon about the rest that happened.

pairing: multiple members of EXO x fem!reader & NCT x fem!reader

tags/warnings: Mafia AU, any kind of weapon tbh, character death, mention of blood, angst, mention of loss, descriptive death and fighting, smut, kidnapping, stealing, hacking, Stockholm syndrome. mention of BTS , NCT and GOT7

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Genre: Fluff | song fic (?)

Member: Any

Synopsis: Imagine your bias.

Word count: 500+

Softly, with mood, warmly tightly hug her 

Use it once a day, every day 

➳Your eyes flutter open upon hearing the alarm. You turn it off and attempted to get off the bed. Your attempt was futile when you felt your boyfriend tighten his arms around your waist, mumbling incoherent words. Rolling your eyes, you give up and snuggled closer to him, listening to his heartbeat. Moments like this in mornings are what make you love him even more. 

When your soft eyes meet hers, smile 

So she can smile, hey what’s up beauty, talk to her 

➳You and your boyfriend sat on opposite sides of the couch, wrapped in comfortable silence. As you lift your gaze from your book to your boyfriend he also did the same. He smiled and winked at you saying, ‘Hey, what’s up beauty.’ You laugh at his flirting, shaking your head before going back to reading. The warm smile he saves only for you together with his compliments still make your heart flutter even after years of being together. 

Get up first in the morning, turning on jazz 

Gentle kiss, I’ll look at you 

➳Waking up to an empty space beside you frustrates you but the smell of breakfast made by your boyfriend together with jazz music playing immediately changes your mood. Washing up, you head to the kitchen to be greeted by him wearing your pink apron. You giggled and wrap your arms around his waist. He turns to give you your usual morning kiss. His loving gaze when he takes in your figure in his shirt is what makes your day even better. 

When you’re too tired, take two bottles of alcohol and honestly knock on her door 

➳Drinking is not usually your thing but once in a while is not that bad so whenever your boyfriend brings some soju over you accept. You giggle at his flushed state, slurred words coming out of his mouth. You could only make out the words ‘I love you so much’ and ‘forever’. 

The next morning you’d be in the kitchen making hangover soup when you hear him groaning from your bedroom. You’d rush to his side with a tray of things he needed. After feeding him and giving him medicine to drink he’d follow you with his gaze as you leave the room, wondering how he got lucky for having you.

Sometimes leave together without a plan 

Let her breathe under a different sky, a different wind 

➳You found yourself rushing to pack some snacks and anything you might need as your boyfriend waits in the car. He had suddenly appeared on your doorstep telling you to pack up and get ready for a long road trip. Unplanned trips are your favourites since you get to spend time with him in the car. Your fingers intertwined, the soft music playing and each other’s presence. Everything was perfect. 

Sometimes, kiss her without a plan just like the day you fell for her without a reason 

➳His little pecks on your lips when you: don’t pay attention to him, cook dinner, take care of him and when you are about to sleep. They are the cutest! 

When it’s time to sleep, with a low voice, quietly make her tear as you say 

 Thank you so much 

 Once a day, every day 

 This beautiful girl, don’t lose her