#exo junmyeon

anon said - “reader being exo’s 10th member ( ot9) and them having a relationship with a member”

Minseok:

Though Minseok would be beyond happy for you and Jongdae when the two of you are honest about your relationship, he’ll be filled with worry as well. He cares about both of you and doesn’t want to see his two best friends hurt by one another for some reason. 

Yixing:

He was so happy for you and Jongin. Yixing will be so supportive of your relationship, cheering you on every chance he gets. He loves you both so much and is so glad the two of you found love and happiness with eachother. 

Junmyeon:

He’ll be much like Minseok. Though he’s happy for you and Baekhyun, Junmyeon will be iffy on your relationship for a bit before he warms up to it. You’re both his precious members and he doesn’t want things to be tense if you and Baekhyun ever end up splitting. 

Baekhyun: 

He’s over the moon about you and Sehun dating. Baekhyun will tease the two of you about your relationship, poking at the fact you two are the ‘babies’ of the group. It can get annoying, but he means well and he supports your relationship. 

Chanyeol: 

Shooketh indeed he was. Chanyeol never thought about you dating any of the other members, much less Kyungsoo. BUT don’t think he won’t hype your relationship up. He’d warm up to your relationship quickly and will be so happy for you and Kyungsoo. 

Jongdae: 

He’s not worried at all about your relationship with Junmyeon. He knows you’re both mature if anything happens between you two, so he’s at ease. Jongdae is happy for the both of you, wishing you both happiness. 

Kyungsoo:

He’d be a bit surprised by the news at first, but be happy for your relationship with Minseok. Kyungsoo is very supportive of your relationship and has respect for the both of you, knowing the risk of dating with both of you being members. 

Jongin:

It’s gonna make him so happy. He knows you and Chanyeol have had feelings for each other for the longest time but didn’t want to act on them because of the fact of being in a group together. So when you and Chanyeol decide your feelings are worth the relationship, Jongin is 100% full of support. 

Sehun:

Sehun was actually very protective over you. He thought of you like a younger sister, even though you were only a month or two younger than him. He’d be happy it was Yixing that you were in a relationship with, knowing Yixing would treat you like a queen. He wishes you and Yixing love and happiness.

-Athena ♡

anon said - “Hey~ I really love the way you write,,could you please do an Exo reaction to their girlfriend having a panic attack in public cuz the place was too crowded?Thanks”

Minseok:

He’s on it immediately. Minseok won’t hesitate to pull the both of you to the side away from the crowd. He’ll gently hold your cheeks in his hand, making you look at him. Minseok needs your attention only on him at this moment. He knows exactly how to calm you down and you couldn’t be thankful enough. 

“In and out, deep breaths. There you go. Just like that, sweetheart.” 

Yixing: 

His worry for you is gonna be x10. Yixing will get the two of you out of the crowd as quickly as possible and get you to a space you can breath clearly. He’ll admit, he won’t know much about how to handle the situation since it was so suddenly, but he’ll talk sweetly and reassure you everything is alright. 

“Baby, just focus on me, okay? Everything is okay, you’re okay. I’m here.”

Junmyeon:

Instant mother mode activated. He’ll be 100% calm and try to get the both of you out of the crowd as quickly as possible. Junmyeon is always prepared for situations like this, knowing how crowds can affect you. He’s keeping all your attention on him, trying to stray your mind away from the situation and onto something that will calm you. 

“Hey, didn’t you start a new drama last night? Can you tell me about it?”

Baekhyun:

This poor boy is gonna be so worried when you start to panic. Baekhyun will hold your hand gently and do everything in his power to either get you out of the crowd if he can or take your mind away from the crowd. He’ll do all he can to get your attention to and remained on him until you’ve calmed. 

“(Y/N)? Come on, look at me. You’re okay, just keep your attention on me.”

Chanyeol:

Chanyeol is gonna be so worried. Blindly, he’ll start bombarding you with questions, unintentionally panicking your mind more. It’ll click in his mind rather quickly that he needs to get you away from the crowd and talk to you slowly. Once he’s done that, he’ll reassure you that everything is fine and that if you wanted to go elsewhere, he won’t hesitate to take you just where you want to go. 

“You’re okay. Wanna go somewhere else were you’re more comfortable? Less crowded?”

Jongdae:

Jongdae doesn’t care where you’re at, he’s pulling you away from everyone immediately. He’s very calm, knowing that if he shows just how worried he is then that will only make your panic attack worse. So, as soon as you two are away from the crowd, he’ll pull you close, rubbing your back and whispering soothing things in your ear. 

“Are you okay? I got you, you know that right? I love you.”~

Kyungsoo:

I feel like Kyungsoo would be lost on what to do for a moment. Thinking of the best solution, he’ll pull you away from the crowd, but won’t say anything as he pulls you closer to him once you two are a good ways away. Not exactly being a man of words, he’ll rub your arms gently, his eyes moving over your face worriedly. 

Jongin:

He’s filled with worry as soon as your short, fast breaths reach his ears. Jongin will attempt to ask you what happened first before noticing you’re struggling to speak. He’ll lead you elsewhere and hold your shoulders, making you face him. Jongin will talk to you softly. 

“Hey, hey. What happened? Talk to me, baby. I wanna help.”

Sehun: 

He was completely at lost on what to do. You had told Sehun you experience panic attacks, and he had honestly done his best to research how to help, but as soon as it happened his mind blanked. It wasn’t until he felt you grab onto his arm that he quickly pulled you away, making sure to keep your body close to his. 

“You gotta breath, love. In and out, okay? I’m here.”

-Athena ♡

anon said - “ Hi sorry if you are inactive or not taking request but i was wondering if you could do a (O12) exo reaction to you revealing you are bisexual. Thank you love your post!”

as a bisexual myself, i was very happy with this request and idk why but thank you!!!   ❤️

Minseok: 

His feelings for you will not change for you at all. Minseok loves you because of your beautiful personality, not for your sexuality. He’ll simply smile and thank you for being open with him. Minseok loves everything about you, good and bad. He also knows the ‘stereotype’ bisexuals have thrown at them, but he’s not afraid one bit cause he know’s you’re only about him just as he is for you. 

Luhan: 

You are his baby. His. Fucking. Cinnamon. Apple. Luhan is gonna be so worried seeing the fear in your eyes  before you blurt out that you’re bisexual. He knows the LGBTQ+ still isn’t fully accepted, so he understands your fear. But you can bet your ass he’s gonna give you a big ass hug and tell you how much you mean to him. 

Kris: 

This big dummy, I swear. He’s gonna look at you confused a hell. Don’t misunderstand, its not because of your sexuality. But it’s because you said it so suddenly and as if it’d change how he felt for you. But seeing the worry in your face for his reaction, he’ll sigh lightly and give your cheek a little peck, telling you he loves you no matter what, not fighting the smile on his lips. 

Yixing: 

He is such a sweetheart about it. The biggest sweetheart ever tbh. Yixing will scoop you up into his arms and give you a big hug. He’s got major heart eyes for you and informs you that this information just adds onto what makes you, you. And that he loves it~ 

Junmyeon: 

A literal soft boi. Junmyeon wouldn’t mind it at all. Have you met his members? Those bitches just scream lowkey homo. Nah, but really, he won’t think anything of it. At first he not exactly comprehend? like, he’d be more confused on what that had to do with what you were talking about at that very moment. MORAL OF THE CONVERSAtion, Junmyeon would be cool w/it 100%

Baekhyun:

fuckin— this bitch right here is gonna lose it. Not in a bad way no no never. He’s just gonna bombard with you questions lol Baekhyun isn’t gonna mind it in the least. Actually, he’ll want to know more, hence the questions he’s gonna throw at you. It may seem like he’s just doing it for the hell of it, but he loves you and is happy you’ve shared this information with him. 

Chanyeol: 

AN ANGEL I STG. Okay okay I know he looks like a hardass but he is mUsH when it comes to you. Chanyeol isn’y going to be bothered one bit by this information. Truthfully, I see him giving you that cute ass shy smile he does and telling you he loves you just the same. 

Jongdae: 

Bless- you really think he’s gonna be affected by this? Bby he’s gonna support you all the wAY. Jongdae loves people for who they are, not by  who they’re attracted to. He trusts you. He loves you. And he knows you love him. Jongdae will thank you for telling him and assure you nothing changes. 

Kyungsoo: 

I cannot stress this enough—Kyungsoo is the epitome of a gentleman. He’s so sweet and understanding it huRTS. I will say, he does feel more protective over you in a way. Like Luhan, he knows the struggles bisexuals, and the community in general, go through. He’s there for you and loves you just as much as before. 

ZiTao:

Um, I’m not gonna lie with this one, he’ll be shocked by this information. Like, it was something he never even thought about or considered really. And you didn’t mean to drop the bomb like you did, but you were stressed and didn’t really know when the right time would be. I personally feel ZiTao would recover from the shock quickly and let you know how much he loves you regardless of your sexuality. 

Jongin: 

Jongin could tell something was bothering you that day. Of course it worried him, but he waited until he felt was right to ask you what was wrong. Jongin felt it was something big (for you at least) and was sure to let you know he’d be by you 100%. So when you finally let him know, he let out a sigh of relief, thinking something serious was wrong. He give you a little kiss and assure you his feeling for you are still strong. 

Sehun: 

I feel that Sehun wouldn’t mind it at all, but he’d have this worry he has ‘competition’, ya feel? He loves you so much, so knowing this makes him feel a tiny bit insecure. So after you reassure HIM, he’d be at ease. After that, I don’t see him really thinking anything of it. 

-Athena

Hi, nice to meet you.

I’m Love Shot’s

Bitch

-Athena

Like if you save, please

Like if you save, please

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

Incorrect Chanbaek

Interviewer: what’s your ideal soulmate?

Suho: someone nice

Kai: someone shy

Sehun: someone cool

Chanyeol: Baekhyun

Haha I started writing this in August, but my dumbass finished it just this Monday…anyways, this has been in my mind for a longer time, so I hope you enjoy the arrival of a new god, Junmyeon! <3

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The whistle of the lifeguard and the shocked gasp of the onlookers were no longer a rarity. You were quite sure you didn’t even have to look to see who was getting dragged under by a renegade current, but while shaking out a Piña colada for one of the older Scandinavian ladies on an apparent mission to stay tipsy for the entirety of her 7-day vacation, you looked up to confirm your suspicions - the slightly pudgy lifeguard was busy pulling out a shell-shocked Dane, the exact same one who thought it a grand idea to ask for your number along with the second ice coffee of the day.

And while everyone else was looking at the confused man who wasn’t even that far out when the water knocked him off his feet, you glared out at the wide blue sea, over the waves, over the demarcation zone, at the tiny speck between the white caps of the crashing waves. Your lover was looking over at the unfolding scene with a most probably proud look on his face, happy that he rid you of a suitor who never stood a chance and a customer who tipped extremely well.

And with a roll of your eyes, you turned your back at the sea, and you hadn’t stared back the whole day.

/ 

Days passed and you did your very best not to look at the domain of your lover, a decision he was not very fond of. Granted, it was not the easiest task, as you worked as a waitress at a beach bar, but instead of giving in and being comforted by the crashing waves, you went out of your way to stare down at your tray and face away from the sea whenever you could.

Junmyeon did not appreciate this in the slightest. The lifeguard must’ve lost a lot of weight at the beginning of the summer season, as the first week he was rushing out on a daily basis to save unsuspecting beach-goers, and the other he was lured out to search for the lone swimmer whose head popped up closer to the beach than ever.

Even so, you didn’t let him get to you, and every time you closed the bar up you immediately headed home for a shower and bed.

Even a god is not allowed to behave towards you like this.

The seas became gradually rougher. The currents were more severe, the waves gained on their intensity, and many bright-eyed tourists became sad when they rushed to the beach and found that the waters were dangerous.

Every time the seas turned too unruly; the town’s elders began appearing at the bar. They would turn up early in the morning, the first customers in dark garbs and solemn faces as they sipped on their coffees and stared out at the seas. After several days of the continuous angry seas, they began to appear in the evening as well, just before sundown as they could see if the appearance of the moon could somehow alter the behavior of the blue giant.

Seemingly ignorant towards the staged celebrations of a weekly Greek night, they dedicated their complimentary shots to the sea god in hopes of soothing his anger, and they disappeared before you could realize they were gone.

Their tab was always paid by the manager of the hotel.

You didn’t mind the angry seas, even though you felt guilty towards the unhappy visitors who were looking forward to days spent splashing around in the sea. You didn’t mind adding more concerned wrinkles to the elder’s foreheads as they pondered on the reason of the god’s wrath.

/

It had been days since the last time you saw the sea and after a rough day of work, you were too tired to be mad at him. Even if the moon was hidden and there is no way he can come out and comfort you, you decided to find solace in the gentle lull of still warm waves. Your head throbbed with an oncoming headache, and you let a smile with the thought of a day off that was in front of you.

Settling into the warm sand, you smiled at the immediate contact of sea waves that licked at the tips of your feet gently. It has been too long since you felt the sea water on your skin, and it felt extremely good and almost nostalgic to experience it once more.

And with one look around yourself to make sure nobody was on the beach beside you and the deity somewhere in the water, you began to talk. You talked about your job, talked about what you ate for lunch. What made you happy, and what made you angry, and underneath all of that, you hoped that it would convey how much you missed him. The more you spoke, the more you thought that the gentle waves felt more like Junmyeon’s hands stroking you in comfort, since he couldn’t embrace you and make you feel that much better.

With a deep sigh, you leaned back to look up at the sky.

“I miss you,” you whispered so softly, you thought that he wouldn’t be able to hear you. If you looked hard enough, you thought you could see him in the distance, looking over at the shore, over at you.

As you focused your gaze over at him, you yelped when something suddenly bumped into your fingers. It felt cold against your knuckles, but you grabbed at it either way before it could be brought back by the waves.

Bringing the object up to your eyes, you almost couldn’t believe it at first. It couldn’t be, right?

The ring you had lost three years ago at this same beach rested in your palm is if you had never lost it in the waves. It was right after you couldn’t feel the ring on your finger that you met Junmyeon, walking up to you at the beach to ask you what you were looking for. He later on confessed that it was his doing so he could find an excuse to come up and talk to you (it still feels bizarre, that a god older than nations felt so bashful he needed to find an excuse to speak to you).

It was a beauty of a ring, slim silver circle with three green ambers shaped like teardrops circling each other the main decoration. It felt strange, as the ring was a perfect fit on your finger, and it wouldn’t make sense why you lost that one instead of the other rings which sat much looser on your fingers.

You threw your head back, laughing heartily for the first time today.

“And you said that you couldn’t find it anywhere,” you sent an accusing, yet playful glance over the waves, and if you used your imagination, you could most definitely see his sheepish smile. Slipping the ring back on your finger, you felt that much better. You could feel the anger from before shimmer down slightly. Junmyeon had that effect on you, you decided with a sigh as you rested your cheek on your palm, braced against the knees, as you stared out at the sea.

“I miss you,” you whispered, and in the dark night, you swore you could hear the sea whisper it back.

/

“Back on your bullshit are you, huh?” you seethed at the sea with an angry scowl as the lifeguard lugged another nearly dead customer (and in Junmyeon’s eyes, a suitor) from the water which pulled him down under and let him swim back up again like a yo-yo. The waves traveled up the sand to reach to you, and you kicked at the water with a furious growl.

“I don’t need a fucking bodyguard or a parent, ‘Myeon. He didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sick and tired of feeling guilty about being the reason of someone’s death.” At this point, you didn’t even care that much if someone would watch you have an interaction with the sea- you were pretty sure that they were all preoccupied with resuscitating the almost drowned Norwegian, who just days ago bragged about swimming from England to France. You ran a hand through your hair, as you laughed at him mockingly.

“So keen on killing anyone who puts their hands on me, but if you’re supposed to let someone die to make everything better, you chicken out, right?” Looking down at the sand, you saw jewels and treasures of the past appear between the pebbles, a desperate attempt of your partner to appease you. Scoffing, you looked once more over the white caps of the waves.

“You’re no God. You’re a coward.”

And with that, you turned your back on the sea, handed in your apron to your boss, and retreated into the mountains.

/

You were gone for days, walking through the gorges and canyons surrounded by tall mountains which effectively blocked your vision of the sea. The white-hot anger still coursed through your veins and you hastily packed up whatever necessities you could think of at the time, catching the first bus inland that came your way. The time would come when you would realize that using that was a pretty mean thing to say, but in the heat of the moment, you couldn’t help but to spit out whatever you knew your partner feared and hated of thinking.

You hated it, too. The thought of leaving everyone behind, but you were ready. It was Junmyeon who resolutely refused to have any part of the plan that you had, even though he was the most crucial component of it.

Being in the hills calmed you down slightly. It was a change from the yellow and blue you were surrounded by on the beach, scarce cypress trees planted artificially in groups by the hotels to suddenly be emerged in an explosion of lush green and earthy brown, the salty feeling in the air overpowered by the deep and full scent of the forest that you swallowed in gulps.

You no longer feared the woods when you were alone. They welcomed you back as an old friend, and when Junmyeon would come out of the ocean, the two of you would retreat inlands, away from what he had known and owned, walking through the domain of his family that still kept an watchful eye over you. Even now, you would see supernatural understanding in the doe’s gaze, as she watched you from the shrubbery. Yixing’s messengers and companions were littered all over the woods, and even the hungriest wolf knew not to approach you with the intent to hunt.

The silence was healing to your ears, deafened by the constant hum and laughter of care-free people. Who knew such a sound would become dull after days of repetition?

The hum of the leaves, the small crack every now and then when you break a branch, the chirping of birds hidden in the tall tree branches mended your irritated soul minute by minute. And in that silence, green lushness and solitude, you found peace. You tried looking at the situation from different angles. Tried to put yourself in Junmyeon’s shoes.

He’s a god, son of Mother Earth, older than the human consciousness goes. He’s lived through millennia and stayed away from human civilization for centuries before he had met you.

He was adorable when he came on shore and was dazzled by how far human technology had come, completely enamored by gadgets like a cellphone, or his favorite one of all, the camera, which he used far too frequently in your opinion, catching every moment of his stay with you on pictures. You still remember how heartbroken he had been when he came up the next time, confiding in you that the photographs that he had called out in a laboratory became soggy in water and disintegrated within a few days. He took home mostly photographs of the two of you, of his favorite dish so he wouldn’t forget it, of a new dog breed that he was completely smitten by ('He looks like sea foam!’ he told excitedly to the owner of the white poodle, who didn’t seem to be very okay with their award winning pooch being compared to sea foam. The dog was very okay with it, and his tail kept wagging until Junmyeon stroked the fluffy fur), and the little jut of his lower lip had you crooning and trying to placate him with more kisses.

While he was asleep, you had the photos done once more and meticulously sealed them in waterproof packages, whose only downside is that they tend to float upwards. You still find some of them floating around his palace, the only thing keeping them from escape were the high ceilings that Junmyeon loves to swim up to every now and then to remember all the good memories he had.

His lack of understanding of the modern culture could’ve been cute on one hand, but you completely disregarded the fact that back when he was roaming the Earth, women had a much different position in society, and jealousy or the suspicions of a new suitor were dealt with much differently. The plebs were killed for doing so much as looking over at the lovers of rulers, some going as far as attacking their own spouses in fear of being mocked by other royalty.

You knew you told him it’s not right to deal with emotions that way, but you also didn’t meet him halfway with the understanding that it takes a while to change some traditions and actions that were deeply ingrained in the society of old. Junmyeon had another strain and reputation to keep, and it was amongst the gods as well. He mentioned to you the story of how Hephaistos was so humiliated by the open adultery of his husband Aphrodite that he had spent weeks of constructing a net with which he caught his spouse and brought him screaming before the court. The magical net burned at his husband’s skin, but the numb blacksmith paid no heed to the pained groans of his supposed lover and found retribution in the court of the gods acknowledging his husband’s wrongdoings and banishing him from the realm of the gods for five centuries.

Thinking back about it now, you could’ve been glad that his wrath wasn’t oriented towards you, because you had to admit that in order to get a tip, you had to throw a coy smile here and there, and had to endure the more than friendly touches by alcohol imbued customers. Junmyeon always kept you safe, and he never killed anyone, even though you were sure all of his gut told him to do so. You weren’t the only one having to adapt to a new lover, someone you hadn’t been with ever before. Junmyeon had the same cross to bear, but unlike when you stepped out of line, he was there to correct you with a soft smile and a gentle lead, while you left him in the dark, cut off from telling him what’s wrong, or letting him figure it out by himself how to make it right.

Junmyeon could’ve razed whole villages in anger, and without knowing clearly what he did wrong, he continued in showing you affections in the only way he knew ages ago- overprotective jealousy.

The deer poked her head from the bushes again, understanding eyes looking over at you. You chuckled, wiping the tear from your eyes.

“I’m a dumbass, right?” you scoffed over at the animal, staying still when it emerged from the shrubbery and made its way to you. It gently licked at your palm.

“We all make mistakes. But it is what we do next that shows character.”

Yixing, the ever so wise. Flipping your hand over and presenting your palm to the animal, you bowed your head in thanks.

Now you knew what to do. And the first moment you could, you stood, and made your way back to the shore.

/

However, your stomach did drop when in the morning you let your curiosity get the best of you and you caught sight of a beached shark. Sharks were his feat of strength- you can’t remember the time you weren’t accompanied by one of them as you went down under. Seeing one of these majestic beasts on the beach, lifeless and pitiful had you worrying about the same thing the elders discussed at a meeting last night.

Something was wrong with the sea god.

The rough waves were gone, but so was everything- the huge sea turned into a still lake, and after that shark in the morning, other fish followed suit. Confused parents forbade their children from entering the sea, and a normally overcrowded beach became barren.

This of course meant that bars such like yours became filled with people, and you became overwhelmed with the amount of work that was ahead of you. A rise in customers of course meant that you left every evening richer than the last, but it didn’t make you smile.

Because along with the sea, you grew weaker as well.

As if you were left out in the sun for too long, you felt dried up, left without any energy. Your eyes lost their spark, the pep in your step was gone. Your regular customers were worried about you and your manager glared at you when you didn’t perform at your normal level, and instead of customers leaving charmed by good service, they left with a sour expression at the overall ambience of a grey sea and overworked waitress.

It was already deep in the night when you finished counting up your money and you pulled down the shutters of the circular bar. You were usually accompanied by the soft lull of the waves, but this time the silence distressed you deeply. The beach was empty, the sunbeds and umbrellas cleaned in neat rows and closed up for the night. Only the air was filled with sea salt, a gentle scent that had you closing your eyes and taking deep breaths after a hard day.

“Where are you, Junmyeon?” you murmured to the dark waters, eyebrows furrowed as you kicked off your shoes and let the sand sift under your toes. Without hesitation, you thumbed at the button of your pants, stretching them out on the nearby sunbed. The waves reached further up the beach, leaving behind perfect ovals of wet sand.

You wished it was a full moon. Not only your beloved could visit you in the realm of mortals, you loved how the moonlight glistened over the ripples in the water, bringing its own special magic to a realistic world. You and he would spend whole nights on the beach, just staring mesmerized at the water illuminated by the goddess. It was under moonlight where Junmyeon would whisper greatest love stories of his kind, stories filled with pain, separation, but also the sweet feeling of reunion and eternal happiness.

This night, you sat on the sand alone, in the dark. The water was still warm from the whole day, and you welcomed its feeling as it gently swept over your toes. Closing your eyes, you let out the deepest sigh and rested back on your hands as the water slowly glided further up your legs, feeling less and less like liquid and more like caresses of your lover.

So much time passed since you felt Junmyeon’s fingers glide over your calves, gently massaging out knots from being on your feet the whole day. The feeling of his lips, teasingly pressing into the insides of your knees, trailing higher and higher, leaving you so breathless and yet so full of life you knew at that moment you belonged with him until the end of ages.

The water was up to your waist now, and it was slowly gaining on intensity. You let it, leaning further back, and it was only a matter of time when it would reach all over you, the waves washing your body from the grime of whole day’s work.

You were never really used to travelling to your partner’s domain. It was far from comfortable and exciting. You’ve been there more times than you can count, and yet that first moment when you realize that the sea now holds you hostage with its currents has fear slipping through your veins. It was a moment you always wanted to counter by digging your heels into the soft sand, by reaching back and trying to scramble up to the beach, because you unconsciously knew what was following.

You could only see how far you’ve been pulled out before your head disappeared under the waves, and something was dragging you further down. Going to Junmyeon during the night taught you that it’s better to keep your eyes closed for this part, because no matter how bright the moon, the light always distorts reality underwater, and even though you know that Junmyeon sends his most powerful beast to your side only for protection, sharks never looked more terrifying lurking underneath the dark water, their beady eyes watching your every movement.

You knew that you were about halfway there, because that’s when you started choking. The salty water burned down your throat, and after the reflex kicked in, you were convulsing in a deadly vice, gripping you tight. Of course, you knew seas were deep, but the descent seemed to be endless, the pressure bursting at your earbuds. Junmyeon had explained it to you before, that you had to be on the brink of death for him to be able to carry you over to him, but you had always wondered, what if he wouldn’t get to you in time? And now, that he was weakened?

What if the next time you open your eyes, you would look at the guilty and pained expression Junmyeon’s brother, deep in the underworld?

/

When you slowly came to, it was like you were back on that beach again. You felt the refreshing feeling washing over the tips of your toes, over your feet and ankles. You wanted to open your eyes, but you felt far too weak for it just yet, only able to crack a small smile as you felt the lips of your lover brush against your calves, fingers gently squeezing at your flesh in both appreciation and confirmation that you were really there.

“Junmyeon…” you breathed out, propping your legs up so you could slide your toes down the firm muscle of his thighs. Junmyeon replied with a sigh of your name as he spent his time showering your thighs with kisses, deep and wet ones, with just a bit of teeth that had the breath hitching in your burnt throat and fingers twitch at your side, yearning to reach out to him.

“My love…” he whispered, voice unraveling like rivers meandering slowly through scorched lands.

“My life, my everything,” he continued, his hands slipping up your thighs and parting them to make space for himself. Your shaky hand lifted and Junmyeon guided his head under it, yearning for your touch. You gave it to him freely, fingers brushing through his locks as you made sure that you were really there, with him, after all that time apart. The strands of his hair were dry, extremely fine, nothing like the lush locks you were used to gripping with passion.

“What’s wrong, my love?” you asked with a frown marring your features. He slid up completely, letting your legs wrap around his waist as he caged you in his arms. A thumb gently pressed against the ridge in between your eyebrows, smoothing out the wrinkle of worry, and just as you were about to open your eyes, he pressed his lips against yours in a full kiss, one so full of life that it had you feeling silly for a second that you doubted the vitality of the god of life.

It was as if the life was being poured back into you through your connection, and you pressed back against the lips insistently, finally understanding how a person lost in the desert and encountering an oasis might have felt. Your grip around him tightened, your ankles crossing at the small of his back to press him further against you. Your hands stroked the apples of his cheeks gingerly before sliding down his neck, to his shoulders, nails digging into the strong skin insistently. It was as if Junmyeon was coming back to life as well, his back filling out with the strength of his muscles that seemed to be missing before.

He did not hesitate in the slightest to lick at your bottom lip, gently coaxing you out, the stroke of his tongue against yours making you shiver all over. Being in his arms once more, you wondered how was it possible that you rejected him for so long.

You squeezed your legs tight, and Junmyeon took the hint, his palms sliding down your body to grip at your hips and tug you upwards, up into his lap.

You parted, eyes opening to look upon your lover for the first time for weeks, and it almost made you choke up. This was not the Junmyeon that you knew, so vital and full of life. There were bags under his eyes, a deep purple, lips cracked from dehydration, eyes milky and tired. This was a shell of a king, a shell that you contributed to creating.

“Is this…my doing?” you whispered so quietly you almost didn’t hear it yourself. If it wasn’t for the pain flickering through Junmyeon’s eyes, you were sure the question missed him as well.

“My love…” he started, cupping your cheek gingerly. Immediately, you grabbed at the hand, grip tight so you could feel his pulse underneath your fingertips.

“What happened to you?” his smile was almost embarrassed, a dimple jumping out his cheek that you couldn’t resist but peck.

“You will be mad if I told you.” was his reply, his other palm sliding over your body in appreciation. He had clothed you in robes as light as a mountain stream while you were out, and the ethereal fabric bunched under his insistent palm.

“I feel like I had been mad at you for long enough,” was your reply, and you angled his palm so you could kiss as his hand in reverence.

“I tried going out after you. After the last time.” After the last time he got you mad, your mind supplied but neither of you needed to say it.

Junmyeon trying to leave his kingdom outside of the full moon was reckless. And dangerous. And potentially lethal to him. Eons have passed since he and his kin were worshipped strongly enough to wander the land whenever they pleased. There were small pockets of believers, still giving them their power, but they were now in a situation where even gods had their limits.

And Junmyeon trying to pass his almost cost him his life. Your breath whooshed out of your lungs and caught in a sob at the thought of him desperately trying to scratch his way out of the water, while you were off hiding in the woods.

“You almost died because of me,” was a fact, and Junmyeon did not dispute it, eyes heavy with emotion.

“My love, you almost die because of me every time you come here.” Even after such short time, he seemed to be much better than before. He seemed to be returning to that Junmyeon that you had known before. With a deep sigh, you collapsed into his arms, gripping at his midsection tightly, as if someone was to come in and taking him away from you.

“I never gave you a chance to explain yourself. I never told you what bothered me, and I never asked you if it bothered you what I do.” you mumbled against his chest, pressing as much kisses against the skin as you could. His grip on you tightened, his lips against the crown of your head.

“You try your best to accommodate and learn new things for me, and I never appreciated it before. I only scolded you when you made a blunder.” you laughed, looking down at your fingers and noticing the ring you turned with your thumb in a nervous twitch.

“How long were you holding on to that ring?” Junmyeon’s chest shook in laughter.

“A long time,” he said, voice filled with mirth. “But I thought this time I messed up in a glorious manner to be able to use it.”

“We were both wrong.” you amended, looking up and pressing a kiss against his jaw. A sudden emotion passed through you, so strong, it swept you down like a whirlpool and unable to fight the current, you angled Junmyeon’s face to look down upon you, his deep eyes meeting your emotion-filled ones.

“Junmyeon…” you murmured, unable to resist pressing another kiss against his plush lips. Before he was able to respond by deepening it, you pulled away.

“I want to do it.” the lust filled haze evaporated from his eyes.

“I want to become your queen. And I’m willing to die for it.”

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