fluff: ♡ yandere: ☆ smut: ♤ angst: ♧
Hongjoong: Type to ♡ Take Care of You ♡ Soup☆
Seonghwa: Type to ♡ Pretty and Handsome ♡ Bunny Costume ♤
Yeosang: Just You ♡ 5am breeze ♡
San: Type to ♡ Jump, Bunny ☆
Wooyoung: Type to ♡ Veins ♡ Because I love you
Jongho: Balance ♡
Ot8: Jewelry ♡ Their kinks ♤
Does my masterlist look too messy? Should I change it?
It's 5 am here, I'm so horny because I'm about to get my period, and what do you mean I can't put ribbons on San's muscles and can't leave pink love marks with my kisses?? If he wants, I can tie his wrists to the headboard with pink satin fabric and ride him for hours without getting tired. I need San like I need water right now.
Mingi is the type of boyfriend to starts the make out session by burying himself in your neck, gets you in the mood by kissing and leaving love bites and his face never leaves your neck while he fucks you to another dimension. He really loves your neck.
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Mingi is the type of boyfriend to starts the make out session by burying himself in your neck, gets you in the mood by kissing and leaving love bites and his face never leaves your neck while he fucks you to another dimension. He really loves your neck.
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THIS IS SOOO FUNNY XNKWBDJXN help me too pls
tw: implied sex, kissing, yeosang is so beautiful
wc: 268
The sun was hitting your face at such a good temperature that you didn't feel the cold of 5 o'clock in the morning. You threw your arm back to reach your boyfriend through the messy sheets from last night. For a moment, you couldn't find where he was, and when you suddenly turned around with your heart pounding in panic, you came face to face with the most fairy-tale face you've ever seen in your life. The first rays of the morning sun were kissing her birthmark and it looked more beautiful red than roses.
You ran your hand over Yeosang's bare chest and he slowly opened his eyes. "Good morning, angel." He always managed to surprise you with how deep his voice was. The naivety and purity of his face contrasted with the depth of his voice. "Good morning to you too, Yeo." You smiled at him and wanted to move closer to give him a kiss, but you winced because your body was still sore. "Does it hurt that much?" You sensed the slight concern in his voice. Muttering to himself, he got up from the bed and stretched. "I tried to be so gentle. I'm sorry my angel, you are so beautiful that I couldn't hold myself back." Since you couldn't reach out and kiss him, he reached out and kissed you sweetly on the lips. He broke the kiss and caressed your face. "Let's have breakfast. You must be hungry." Just as he was about to get up, you grabbed his neck and pulled him to you. "I'm just hungry for you right now."
a/n: I wrote this when I woke up at 5am missing yeosang.
Mingi is the type of boyfriend to starts the make out session by burying himself in your neck, gets you in the mood by kissing and leaving love bites and his face never leaves your neck while he fucks you to another dimension. He really loves your neck.
maybe you could do something like the reader thinks they successfully poisoned/hurt [any ateez member] but they’re incredibly wrong?
I love the idea, I was also inspired by something ahem manhwa ahem, can you guess what it is :3
Tw: yandere hongjoong, drugging, force feeding, food, vomiting
wc: 893
Your hands were shaking as you rummaged through the medicines in the warehouse. Since you didn't know which medicine did what, you took a few of each medicine and put them in your pocket. You were careful not to make a sound, but because of adrenaline, you dropped some boxes and cursed under your breath.
You loved Hongjoong, you really did. At the beginning of your relationship, he made you feel like you were the only person in the world. You were in this state because he wanted to be the only person in your world too.
Maybe you were crazy like him. What mentally healthy person would want to get rid of their boyfriend by poisoning him? Did you want to kill him completely or did you want to give him enough medicine to hospitalize him? You didn't know what you wanted to do to him, either option would help you escape from here.
You heard the door to Hongjoong's room open and you ran to the kitchen, threw all the medicine you collected into the soup on the stove and stirred it. You were shaking so much it was impossible for him not to notice something was going on.
Humming a song, Hongjoong walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. “It smells delicious, what are you cooking darling?” He sat at the dining table behind you and started watching you cooking. You couldn't open your mouth to answer him because you were afraid your voice would shake. "Darling, I asked you a question." His tone had changed, and when you still did not answer, he stood up from the table and walked towards you. You panicked and turned towards him. "Soup. I'm cooking soup. Your favorite." Hongjoong smiled at you when your voice shook. "Why are you so nervous? Did you do something?" If you acted well, would he still suspect you? Most likely yes. Hongjoong knew everything. He knew your thoughts and actions before you did.
"I didn't do anything." you said as you tried to breathe and calm yourself down. Hongjoong stared at you with one eyebrow raised. "Okay then." Suddenly he sat at the dining table again and continued to watch you. You could feel his eyes on the back of your head, but you couldn't turn to look at him.
Once you finished cooking the soup, you turned to Hongjoong. "Do you want to eat now or-" "We will eat together. You can set the table." He said interrupting you. You couldn't eat together. With your heart pounding, you tried to make an excuse. "I ate before you came. I'm full now. You eat, then I'll eat later." This time he wasn't smiling. He would make this facial expression when you were in trouble. "I said eat."
You poured some soup for yourself too because you didn't know what to do. You put the plate in front of him and sat at the table.
"Darling, you eat first." You weren't surprised because you knew he was going to say this. You thought about not swallowing but just holding the soup in your mouth and waiting until he drank it. Your hands were shaking so much as you dipped the spoon into the soup that you spilled some into the bowl. Hongjoong was watching you carefully.
Of course, Hongjoong wasn't stupid. You had put detergent in his food before, but Hongjoong noticed it immediately because it smelled. Your excuse was that you spilled detergent because you thought it was sauce. How cute, he thought.
You kept the soup in your mouth, trying not to swallow it. You nodded for Hongjoong to eat, but Hongjoong was still looking at you with those scary eyes. If you looked at it any longer, you were afraid to swallow the soup. "Swallow it." he ordered. When he saw that you did not swallow, he suddenly slammed his hand on the table and shouted. "I told you to swallow!" You swallowed with fear. You didn't know if it was psychological or if the medicines started working immediately, but you were feeling nauseous right now.
Hongjoong got up from the table and walked over to you, taking the soup spoon in his hand and dipping it into the bowl. "Why don't you finish them all? You worked hard to make this. Let me help you." He held your arms with one hand while forcing you to drink all the soup. "That's it, was it that hard?"
When he let go of your arms, you ran towards the bathroom as he grabbed his own bowl and poured it into the sink. You emptied the contents of your stomach and flushed the toilet. You were out of breath and trying to regain your senses when you heard a voice behind you.
"All the drugs in the warehouse were vitamin supplements. As long as you don't take 100, you won't get poisoned. Do you think I would put heavy drugs where you can reach them when you try to poison me once?" He approached you and tied your hair behind you. You thought he was going to comfort you for vomiting, but suddenly he started pulling you by your hair and dragging you to the basement. "Hongjoong! I am sorry! I wasn't thinking! Please-" "Your tactics were good, but you need to improve your acting skills."
a/n: Also thx for 200 followers! I love u all!♡♡ I'm a little sad these days, so I don't like what I write, but I hope you like it!
Guys I need Hongjoong so bad. I need him in my bed, in my car, on the couch, on the floor, just in my life. Hongjoong jebal juseyo thank you
could you do more yandere fics? they’re so gooddd
Of course! Right now I have finals, but I have 1 request for Yandere Yunho, I will post it as soon as my exams are over. If you come up with an idea, I would be very happy if you share it with me♡
this has been on my mind the wholeeeee daaaaaaaay 😩😩
ur bf yunho playing valorant, you suprising him by supporting him under the desk and when he's done, he thanks you by filling you up a few times 🥴🥴
Jeong Yunho, what are you doing to me 🫠😫
Hi! I'm sorry it took me so long to reply because I'm so embarrassed when writing smut :,)
tw: SMUT! cursing, bj (is this how to put in tw idk?) thats it i think
"Yunho... I'm so bored." You were lying on Yunho's bed, checking social media for an hour because your boyfriend was engrossed in his favorite game again. You took another breath of distress as your phone battery ran out. You got up from the bed angrily and looked for your charger.
"Yunho, have you seen my charger?” He was so caught up in the game that he didn't respond. After looking around a little more, you remembered where it was: You had plugged it into the socket under Yunho's desk, since all the sockets in his room were occupied. You went over to him and tried to move his chair a little to the side so that you could reach down and grab the charger. But of course he didn't even move. "Yunho, can you move over a little?" He still didn't answer you as if he was in another world, but he must have heard what you said because he moved his chair a little to the left. You bent down, crawled under his desk, and unplugged the charger. Just as you were about to get back out from under the table, an idea came to your mind: If he's not interested in me, then I'll take care of him.
You began to gently caress his legs. You moved your hands a little higher to get his attention. Yunho suddenly pulled back and looked under the table at you. "What are you doing there, tiny?" You looked at him with your cute little puppy eyes. "Nothing, I was looking for my charger, don't mind me." Yunho chuckled and went back to his game. You went back to your plan and caressed his thigh. The gray tracksuit he was wearing wrinkled and became visible where his dick was when he moved his leg. Holding his knees, you spread his legs further and brought your face towards his crotch. Yunho fidgeted in his seat as you began to move your hands there. "Tiny, I'm in an important match right now. Can you wait a little bit?" You dug your nails into his thigh. "I came to support you."
Yunho lifted his hips to help you as you grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants and pulled them down. "Well, you're not helping at all. You're going to make me lose the match." he chuckled. "If you dont want I can go." He let out a sharp breath as you teasingly ran your hand around his cock. "No. I definitely do." He opened his legs wider for easier access. You continued to tease him with one hand while clawing at his thigh with the other. Yunho was moving his hips impatiently, rubbing his cock in his boxers against your hand.
"How many minutes until the game ends?" He let out a small moan as you freed him from the becoming increasingly tight boxer. "11 minutes." You took him in your hand and stroked him, smearing his pre-cum all along his cock. "I'll give you the best head of your life in 11 minutes."
When you took it into your mouth, he cursed through his teeth. Yunho was so big that it normally took a while and a lot of preparation to get him completely into you and your mouth. But right now, you set aside all your gag reflex and aimed to take it all into your mouth. You moved forward until your nose touched his abdomen and you tried to breathe through your nose, but even that was impossible. When you thought you were ready, you started sucking him, moving your head back and forth. You were so wet too that if it weren't for your underwear and shorts, your juice would drip onto the floor. "Fuck, tiny. I must have trained you well. Now you can take me completely." He was having a hard time not moving his hips. He could barely focus on the game. The room was filled with Yunho's keyboard, mouse, and breathing sounds, and your wet, filthy noises. As you reached the tip of his dick, you pumping the exposed part with your hands and then took him whole inside your mouth. Your rapid continuation of the same rhythm made his head spin and the screen blurred with pleasure.
You realized he was close when he couldn't control himself and thrust his hips into you. Your saliva and his pre-cum dripping mixed together on your chest. When he saw that there were only 30 seconds left in the match, he thought he couldn't stand anymore, so he left the mouse, grabbed your hair, started using you however he wants by controlling your head, and you allowed him.
His legs shook as he came into your mouth and he ordered you in a deep-husky-post-orgasm voice. "Swallow it or I won't fuck you." You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out to show that you swallowed. "Did you win?" you asked as you licked the remainings from your lips. Gently supporting you by your arm, he pulled you out from under the table, brought you to his lap and removed your shorts. "Yes I won thanks to you. Now I have to reward you, right?" He pulled your underwear aside and aligned his cock with your entrance. "Do you want to see how many rounds it takes before you faint?"
a/n: Hello! Pls give me feedback bec I'm not sure if I'm writing the smuts properly. Also, I would be very happy if you could give me some ideas♡
idol!wooyoung x F!reader
W.C 4k
Tw: a little angst no comfort
Note: I wanted to portray a different Wooyoung, this man usually is happy and confident, but what happens when he isn't the hyped up woo we know.
It's been a while since Wooyoung and you had a date, and it isn't about the time because both of you barely get time off, he is an idol and you have your work. You have been finding it more difficult to work around his hours and he does the same for you. The saddest part is that you love each other so much, but you slowly feel like he isn't as caring as before. He starts to become more and more distant between you and him.
Lately you both have not been able to even talk through the phone, and indeed feels like you both have broken up with the other. It has been a long 2 month silence since you decided to not reach out back to him or you to try to reach out, until Wooyoung comes back to Korea and he is completely uncomfortable with the idea of you just walking away from him. But actually he knows he was the one who pushed you away.
He started to feel inadequate for everything. He couldn't dance as he used to, he couldn't sing as he used to. You were not there and it was affecting him. In the moment he knows he is overthinking everything. That you might not be mad, just busy but deep down the idea that you could have just given up on him hurt. You could have given up on the “US” that existed. The idea of that happening hurt more than he would like to admit. Even though San and Yeosang have been trying hard to not let him get too down. He denies himself from even trying to talk to you. He just gave up on the idea of you two working it out. And it became worse when you uploaded a selfie with friends on a Hiking trip. Because he was right, you gave up.
You would never have thought of leaving him. But one of your friends asked you, "why are you so worried for someone that won't notice if you stop reaching out". That sparked a question in your brain, "would he reach out if I don't do it?" The answer hurts you more than you thought. Radio silence. That's what you got, nothing, not even a picture, a message, anything. RADIO SILENCE.
You always reached for him first, you kept doing your best and just your best but nothing seems to be enough. Wooyoung never reached out for you first. And that was your fault. Because you made him get used to you being the one that is always there. You made sure that he can't even think that you don't love him. But being honest, you could be just done. You could be done with him doubting your love for him. You could be done by him just never doing anything for you.
What were you for him? Just a service dog or something like that? He can just search for you when he needs you and then throw you away? Everything started to make sense. He only reached when he needed you to do something for him. But he never did it first because he loved you. (Or that's what you thought) How can it be that he didn't even send a little hi, or anything, he just left your conversation there for 2 months now.
He was already back in Korea, but still he hadn't reached out yet... You went out with your friends again, hiking, shopping and today to have a little dinner with friends in a pretty restaurant of Korean BBQ. The last person you wanted to see is there. Wooyoung with the rest of Ateez you play dumb like you haven't seen him. You just let him be away, he wanted that. He never reached back to you in these two months and not even now.
That's enough, you don't need that. You have friends that care for you and you have your family that supports you. Even after that you felt like you were missing something. You loved him, but he didn't love you as much as you did, or at least his actions made it feel like he didn’t care.
It took Wooyoung some time but he recognized her, but not her looks, mostly her laugh, that cute sound that he loved. But seeing her enjoying hurt him. Was she really sick of him? Did she find another man? Did she stop caring about him? What about all the plans? all the goals? all the dreams… He went to his phone and searched for her contact on his message app. Curiosity got the best of him and he started to read, and she started every conversation they had.
She.
Started.
Every.
Conversation.
That hit him hard, she just got tired. She just stopped and he never reached to her. Was it too late? He started to type
He could see her turning off her notifications and stuffing her phone inside her purse to keep talking with the people around her.
Because it was true, it's too late.
IDK DONT KILL ME PLS I THIS WAS AN IDEA I WANTED TO SIMPLY DO IT
I LOVE YALL
tw: smutish, blood, mafia seonghwa, rope bunny mentioned!
"I told you either you tell me where that bastard is or you die in this room, right-" "Hwa! look what I bough- oh..." Everyone in the room turned to you and looked at your bunny costume. Seonghwa normally did these interrogation things in the interrogation room, not in his office, which was why you entered his room so comfortably, wearing a cute bunny costume.
A chuckle came from the bloody man lying on the ground, and Yunho, one of Seonghwa's men, kicked him in the face. Just then, Seonghwa's partner Hongjoong came from behind you. "How cute. It contrasts with the blood on the floor. I like it." Seonghwa gave Hongjoong a stern look. "Honey, I have some work to do. Can you come back later?" Immediately shake your head, wrapping your arms around yourself and try to hide. When Seonghwa gestures for you to get out with his head, you ran out of the room, with a red face.
"Go and take care of your girlfriend, I'll take care of the rest." Hongjoong put his hand on Seonghwa's shoulder and pulled him away from the bloody man writhing on the ground.
Seonghwa went to the bedroom you shared. He knew he would find you there, but he didn't expect to find you cowering and hiding in a corner of the room. "Bunny? Why did you hide?" You jumped when you heard your boyfriend's voice. You didn't know if it was from shame or because you saw a man covered in blood, but you were shaking. Maybe you thought Seonghwa would get mad at you.
Seonghwa still couldn't get out of that scary mood; as he approached you slowly, he felt like a wolf cornering its prey. "I'm sorry. I didn't know they would be there too-" Seonghwa grabbed your hands that were trying to hide himself, pinned them to your sides, and started kissing you hard. As you began to kiss him too, out of breath, Seonghwa took out the ropes from the drawer behind you. "Since you are a bunny, do you want to be my rope bunny too?"
I LOVED YANDERE!ATEEZ HWISHWIFNAJSBNDNWNA THEM REACTING TO READER SHOEING AFFECTIOJ IS SOMEWHWT...CUTE.? something is wrong with me WHATTTTT.. anyways i would not be okay with being kidnapped nor kept in a basement <333 but id do anything to get out of a stinky ass basement so i would flirt my way out.
- 🔮 anon (or crystal idm)
FR! Nothing is wrong with us we just want some attention I think? Since I can adapt to any place, unfortunately, I think the basement would be my new home.
hello! (ㆁωㆁ) i was wondering if you can make a hyung line version of this work of yours!
> https://www.tumblr.com/freyaphoria/751539404924960768/hello-i-was-wondering-can-you-do-a-yandere-maknae?source=share
thank you and have a great day~
Hi! I sent the draft by mistake, I hope you didn't see it, I'm soooooo embarrassed :,) Anyways, anon🔮 also asked this question, but since I deleted the post I sent, the question was also deleted TT I hope you both like it♡
tw: knife, being drugged mentioned but not happened, stockholm syndrome, cat!:3, manipulative hwa >:(
Hongjoong and his seasonal allergies... He would definitely get sick at the slightest change of season. You were both used to this situation.
While Hongjoong was coughing at the top of his lungs, you looked at him from the corner of the living room door. His habit of not being able to take care of himself would prolong his illness for at least 1 month.
You didn't want to worry about him. He was nobody to you other than the one who is obsessed with you. So why were your feet heading towards the kitchen to make some hot tea that would soothe his throat?
Normally he wouldn't let you into the kitchen. If you did, he would never let you get close to knives or sharp objects. It was a very strict rule that he made once you tried to stab him. Because of the punishment you received, you took the teapot without even coming 2 meters away from the drawer where the knives were kept. You put various herbs in the teapot and started brewing them in water, just like your mother used to do for you when you were sick. You looked into the fire burning on the stove and thought about your mother; you wonder what she's doing now? Did she ever think that your ex-boyfriend had captured you and imprisoned you in a house in the middle of nowhere, or does she think you abandoned her and ran away? Or does she think you're dead?
What broke you from your thoughts was the sound of Hongjoong sniffling as he looked at you from the kitchen door. "What are you doing here alone?" Even though he was sick, Hongjoong was still the same Hongjoong: scary. With panic, you walked in front of the stove and tried to hide what you were doing. "How many times have I told you not to turn on the stove when I'm not there? Why don't you listen? What are you doing!?" When he grabbed you by the arm and pulled you aside, he saw the herbal tea boiling on the stove. "What is this? For whom?" "For you..." You answered weakly,afraid of his tone. "Huh? For me? Why? What did you put in it? Princess, remember the last time you tried to poison me, you failed." You suddenly interrupted him. "No! Not like that this time. I swear. You were coughing and I thought tea would soothe your throat." Hongjoong stood frozen, looking from you to the tea on the stove. You hadn't treated him like this since you broke up. He was emotional, but he hid it so as not to show you his weakness. He turned off the stove and kissed your forehead. Even though he was still suspicious of you and wasn't going to drink the tea, he thanked you. "Thank you my princess."
You didn't think it would be this dark outside when you opened the front door. The cold air hit your face and ruffled the thin satin dress you were wearing. Freedom was beautiful. But what were you going to do? Living alone was already difficult; On top of that, classes and work stress made it unbearable. Here, Seonghwa provided everything for you, he prepared excellent meals, you could read the books you wanted, and he loved you.
You closed the door and went inside. You quietly walked up the stairs and quietly entered the room that you shared together. You jumped when you saw Seonghwa standing and looking at you.
"Go away. Leave me like the others. What are you waiting for? I didn't lock the door." manipulative bastard. His eyes were filled with fake tears. You quickly went to him and hugged him. "I won't let you go. I decided it was better here." You said, showing Seonghwa's heart with your index finger. While Seonghwa was happy that you were finally showing affection to him and manipulating you, and you were sleepy in his warmth as he stroked your hair.
"I'm sure it was just a cat. Can you let go of my arm, tiny?" You screamed when you heard different sounds from the other corner of the basement at 3 a.m., and Yunho literally teleported to you 5 seconds later. "No! It is not a cat!" You were trying to speak out of breath. Being imprisoned in the basement for days had damaged your psychology, and Yunho was very sure of it now. "Let go of my arm and let me look." You slowly let go of Yunho's arm and pulled the duvet from your floor bed over your face like a shield. Yunho went fearlessly and started looking among the cardboard boxes in the corner. You were surprised at how he could see so well in the dark.
Yunho let out a laugh and bent down and picked up the poor cat that was cowering in the corner in fear. "Are you really scared of this little thing?" You let out a sigh of relief as the cat let out a weak meowing sound. Yunho walked over to you with the cat and sat on your bed. "You scared the hell out of me kitty! Thank you Yunho, without you I would have gone crazy until the morning." This was the first time Yunho heard you thank him. You laid your head on his arm and petted the cat on his lap. She's finally starting to love me , he thought. Yunho's heart was pounding like it was going to explode.
"Yunho? Are you going to let the cat outside?" The frightened cat in his arms reminded him of you: Small, cute and timid. "She can stay with us if you want. What do you say? What should we name her?" "Maybe... Tiny?" He chuckled and shook his head. "No. Tiny is your name. I wouldn't call anyone else by your name, not even a cat."
You didn't know anything about Yeosang when he kidnapped you. He was your secret admirer. You even learned his name once during a phone conversation when the man on the other end called him by his name and you heard it even though the phone was on low volume. You were so hostile to him that you didn't want to know anything about him anyway.
Everything changed in one morning. You didn't know if he gave you a drug or if you started to get crazy and started to feel attracted to him, but suddenly you started paying more attention to his face. You were sitting on the chair of the table while he prepared breakfast for you. Normally you would look at the ground with your head down. But this morning you were looking at his face. His face was incredibly flawless, you thought. Like a statue, all facial features are proportional to each other and carefully placed. When he approached you and placed the plate in front of you, his hair came in front of his face and his birthmark was revealed.
His birthmark looked as red as a rose as the morning light hit his face. You didn't control your hands; Suddenly, your hand went to his face, the birthmark at the corner of his eye, and you touched it gently. He must have definitely drugged you. There is no other way to explain the fact that you caressed the face of the man you once hated and never looked at. Or was this what stockholm syndrome was called?
"What are you doing my dear?" He was trying to hide his shock. He would never show you his feelings. "Has this always been here?" You mentioned his birthmark. He chuckled at you and held your hand. "Yes, like my love for you, it was with me every moment of my life."
a/n: My finals have started and I may not be able to return to your requests for a while (about 2 weeks). Normally I would write this after 2 weeks, but whatever. Feel free to give me suggestions! I hope you will like it. Love u all!♡
Hello i was wondering can you do a yandere maknae line reaction to their s/o slowly starts showing them affection
I love your works!
Hello and thank you! I really like yandere Ateez. I hope you like it! ♡
tw: Nightmare, chains
"How many times do I have to tell you not to get the foam in your eyes in the bath? Be careful baby." You were rubbing your eyes as he slowly rinsed your hair. He usually wouldn't let you take a bath alone, but since you've been behaving well lately, he let you take a bath alone today. But when you got foam in your eyes and screamed, he came to you and helped you wash your hair.
Actually it's not that bad. There is someone who loves you and constantly cares about you. He may have taken away your freedom, but he still loves you. You thought as the hot water flowed over your body.
You ran your hand through San's hair as thoughts floated through your mind. He is very handsome. You began to gently caress his hair. San froze at your action. Were you finally starting to like him? Had all his hard work finally worked? "Baby, what's wrong?" You were suddenly startled by his question and took your hand out of his hair. "sorry..." San's heart ached by your weak words. He held your hands and kissed them, then put them back in his hair. "No baby, don't ever take your hands out of my hair."
You woke up from your nightmare, startled by the sound of the basement door opening. You were drenched in sweat and shaking. This dream was like no other dream you've ever had. It was so realistic and sickening.
Mingi approached you in panic. "Honey, are you okay? What's wrong? What happened?" You couldn't put the words together. You just wanted someone to be with you and hold you. You tried to reach for him as much as the chains on your wrists would allow. You couldn't exactly touch him, but you looked at his face with your arms open. "Huh? What do you want? Are you thirsty?" You pulled the chains a little more, as if you could reach him if you pulled harder. "I'm sorry honey, you know I can't take them off." You were still shaking and Mingi didn't understand what you wanted.
You took a deep breath and put all your dignity aside. "Hug. I just want a hug." Mingi looked at your hands, although he was a little suspicious. When he couldn't see anything sharp or would harm him, he held your hands gently and you pulled him towards you. You thought he was cozy. He was very warm and clean compared to the cold and dirty basement.
His heart fluttered; It was the first time he felt such a feeling. It was as if he felt the excitement of a mother when her child kissed her for the first time.
You must have been crazy. You must be out of your mind if you have feelings for this man. But now, you were watching him while he fell asleep in the movie you were watching and his head was on your shoulder. Or you thought he was sleeping. He would never leave you on your own without his control. He was just testing you.
You've never looked at his facial features so carefully. To tell the truth, he was very handsome. Too handsome. Then you looked at the chain on your left wrist and the chain connecting to his right wrist. Would you like him if you hadn't met him this way? If he approached you normally, would you give him a chance? You probably would. But he forced you to be his. There was no need for that, If he had said just go out with me, you would.
You take your eyes away from the chain that held each other's wrists together and let him know if you try to ran away, and bringing them back to his face. The mole under his left eye caught your attention and you gently caressed it with your free hand.
He woke up with a chuckle and looked at you with a big smile on his face. He couldn't believe that you were now caressing his mole with the same hand you used to slap him with. "Like what you see?" You quickly pulled your hand away, but he held it and placed it back on his cheek. "Let's stay like this a little longer, doll."
You were painting your new room together to celebrate finally getting out of the basement. After about 6 months, he finally gave you a proper room of your own after making sure he had brainwashed you enough. He even let you choose the color of the paint.
You took the brush and dipped it into the paint can. Once you had enough paint, you applied it to the wall carefully. It seemed difficult at first, but since you were working together, you were almost done with the entire room. You were both lost in thought, silently painting the fine details. The silence felt like therapy, but you felt like you had to thank him.
You were excited about your new life. A room that sees light, is clean and feels like home... You jumped with joy and hug him. "Thank you!" Jongho wasn't used to this act of yours, the way you behave when he first kidnapped you brought you to your new home was very different now. Usually you would yell at him and throw things at him, telling him to let you go. Now you were saying thank you and hugging him. Jongho's heart fluttered with love. "You're welcome, my pretty girl."
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