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Jun 16

KISS IT COWBOY | S.JY

Save a horse, ride kiss a cowboy!

Sim Jaeyun is the town's golden boy, admired just as desired. You are the girl the mothers warn their sons about. Everyone gossip, whisper and think you corrupted him. They couldn’t be more wrong. The truth is much worse and simpler: Jake is the bad influence.

pairing: Sim Jake x female!reader

genre: small town, established relationship, baby this is truly porn with a barely there plot

warnings: SMUT, mdni! +18 content. unprotected sex, riding, multiple positions, oral sex (f), creampie, squirting, overestimulation, dirty talk and praise, spanking, daddy kink, fantasies about sharing? i don't know what to call it

word count: 3+k.

There was something wrong with you.

Well, maybe that was too harsh. Let's just say there was something about you that some people sensed and decided to stay away from, while others were drawn to you, like a moth to a flame. That’s what people believed. It was the way the gloss glimmered on your lips, the way you crossed your legs and smiled as if you could read minds. Your boots were too colorful, your shorts were (ironically) too short, and what was kinda the ultimate sin, you weren’t from there.

A city girl too curious and smart. People pursed their lips at you, just like when something is too big and shiny and therefore, strange. Dangerous. So mothers warned their sons about you when some eyes wandered with too much interest toward you, especially to your kneeling figure in the middle of a sermon. Sometimes you'd ask God if He found everything as ridiculous and bordering on funny as you did, and if it was a sin to think Mrs. Evan's dress was as ugly as you thought.

You understood it a little. You were a woman with a tempting smile in a place that preferred silent and sweeter girls, like the peach pies they baked. Too bad you were allergic to peaches.

It was dumb, really, how you weren’t a bad person but they looked at you like the coming of the Antichrist who wore clothes that accentuated the waist.

Some of the aunties nearly fainted one time when you interrupted Father Mark to ask a question in the middle of the service. Father Mark, a hunched old man with a perpetually bored expression (you suspected he was more eager to go watch the football match on TV than to be there), seemed to spring back to life when you started arguing with him, and surely somewhere someone clutched their rosary very tightly when Sim Jaeyun joined the conversation too, front row. To take the Father's side, obviously, much to your irritation.

Older women swore they knew your type; how you could be a teenage dream or break a heart and ruin it, making it bitter forever. That's why some were offering a prayer for poor Sim Jaeyun, your boyfriend. The golden boy, the one with the easy smile, the captain who kept spirits high, and whom everyone knew simply as just Jake. People trusted him because it was easy to do. The mayor's good son, the one little children smiled at, the one who held the door when someone came in and stayed a few minutes longer after church chatting like the good sheep he was.

Which was funny, considering the kind of things he whispered in your ear.

Jake enjoyed playing the role of the prodigal son, the one all the parents approved of and all the girls swooned over, such a gentleman he was. While you didn't bother to hide the gleam specially designed by some wicked, lecherous demon in your eyes (as Mrs. Keer once said, very worried), Jake kept his hidden.

He was the first to approach. Contrary to popular belief, you weren't actually a Vatican invention to test the chastity of young men, which meant the urban legend of you being a dangerous mermaid wasn't entirely accurate. Reality was very much simple. While some probably thought you were staying late at the library making out in the hallways, you were actually devouring books. Alone.

And that's how Jake found you one day, sitting in a corner almost hidden by a bookshelf full of detective and suspense novels read so many times that the pages were folded at the corners and a little yellowed, the dust shimmering in the sunlight. You looked up from your book and found him smiling, his eyes traveling up your legs, to the hem of your skirt and then to the book you were holding.

You sighed, pausing and lowering your book, feeling a little impatient. ‘’Need something? Or are you just going to look at me?’’

‘’I want to keep looking at you,’’ he responded, easy, almost quiet. Too honest to sound like a joke.

You made a sound, something between a laugh and a scoff. ‘’That line worked on the last cheerleader?’’

Jake tilted his head and smirked a little, not in a cocky way, not trying to irritate you more than you were, just in a way you couldn't understand yet but it said there you are. ‘’Is it working on you?’’

And then Jake sat down uninvited on the floor with you, with his knee touching yours and started talking about the book you were reading. And you answered him, and at some point in the conversation, as the sun was going down and the dust was settling, you decided that you liked having him around.

Time seemed to stand still in the back of Jake's car, and you didn't care that it was too cliché to be fucking at the highest point in town surrounded by nature; you wouldn't change a thing. The windows were fogged up, and you were kissing him without any rush, just the same way you were riding him; sliding lazily up and down, softly moaning into each other's mouths.

Jake's hands roamed your back, your waist, grabbed your ass and squeezed it almost desperately. He helped you move on his cock more faster, and by God, there was nothing hotter than the sight of Jake with his hair disheveled, his broken moans, and his eyes dilated with lust.

Your necklace with a little J bounced gently between your breasts from the swaying and caught Jake's attention; he lowered his face and scattered kisses and licks along your neck as your cunt squeezed around his length with a gasp.

‘’Good girl,’’ he rasped against your skin, sucking at your throat hard enough to mark. He thrust his pelvis upwards suddenly, pushing his cock even deeper and making you see stars, holding onto his shoulders as you began to ride him faster. ‘’Now ridin’ cock just like a town girl, aren’t you?’’

‘’Fuck— Jake,’’ you moaned, your hand pulling the hair at the nape of his neck to continue kissing him. ‘’I need— more, please,’’ you begged, voice used and raw from sucking his cock before.

‘’More? This isn't enough for you, sweetheart?’’ He smiled at you, devilishly and too attractive, his hand going down to spank you hard and making you whimper from the burning sensation. His fingers found your clit and he began to massage it in circles, slowly, laughing softly and mockingly when you whimpered. ‘’Need daddy to fuck your needy hole? Ask nicely.’’

Your thighs burned, but you didn't care—you were still bouncing on his cock, feeling it so deep inside you it reached the edge of your cervix. You took Jake's jaw and squeezed it lightly, looking at him as you left a slow, wet lick on his mouth. His gaze darkened, and you almost purred with satisfaction, because not even Jake could resist your charm. It drove him wild, just like everything else about you.

‘’Daddy,’’ you whispered like a secret, staring at his eyes while gently digging your nails into his cheeks. ‘’Fuck me harder, I want your cock so deep it hurts,’’ you smiled a little, too cockdrunk to care if you were pushing him too much. Jake grunted and suddenly you were being lifted up and pushed against the car window, your ass being pushed back with a totally needy moan that made Jake curse under his breath. ‘’Put it back in, please, daddy. I want you to stretch my pussy and fill it with your cum.’’

Your mocking smile vanished as Jake thrust into you suddenly and completely, burying his cock until his balls slapped against your ass. You moaned, your hands scraping at the fogged-up window, leaving fingerprints as Jake began to fuck you mercilessly, making your body—and the car—bounce with each thrust.

‘’Not so mouthy now, sweetheart? You got what you wanted,’’ he grunted, slapping your ass again. Jake’s thrusts were fast and hard, almost punishing, and you loved it. ‘’Now fucking take it— cum on my cock, make it all creamy and wet.’’

You moaned his name like you were in heat, feeling the pleasure build up until it exploded, making you whimper when your climax hit you. Jake didn’t stop, feeling your pussy milk his cock with a husky moan on his own.

He cradled your tits from behind, squeezing them and playing with your nipples while slowly licking your ear. ‘’Got one more for me, yeah?’’

You nodded, unable to find the words, only moaning and whimpering at his thrusts, his thick cock forcing its way into your soft walls and stretching them to receive its size. Your eyes rolled back and you felt another one rising, your pussy clenching around Jake's cock.

‘’My pretty girl, can’t even talk now?’’ Jake chuckled, his hand going to your throat to straighten you up and press you against his chest, making you take his cock from an angle that made you feel it more deeply. His hand tightened its grip on your throat and you smiled through the haze of pleasure, your hand circling his wrist just to feel him, slowly covering his hand with a muffled moan. ‘’Just taking cock like a whore, letting daddy use your tight cunt, so good for me. Wet my cock again, sweetheart, cum all over me—’’

His other hand found your clit again, playing with the swollen little button until you whimpered and came with a small cry on his cock again. Jake panted against your ear, biting and sucking your neck almost desperately, needing to leave his mark on you. He thrust deep inside you and came with a ragged gasp, clinging to your body as his warm load filled you.

For a moment neither of you said anything, only the silence of the forest broken by the ragged breaths. Jake's hand on your throat gradually relaxed until it became a caress, slowly moving down your chest to your stomach, leaving soothing kisses on your shoulder and fresh marks.

Jake was the first to talk. ‘’You’re okay, sweetheart?’’ He asked and you simply nodded, too good and freshly fucked to string a sentence together. He noticed and chuckled softly, warmly, in that way that made your heart race.

Much later, when Jake made up a silly excuse for you to sleep at his house and you were both snuggled up on the couch while a black and white movie played on TV, you noticed something in his expression. Jake wasn't someone who hesitated, but he was careful and thoughtful about the best way to approach things. Some might say he was manipulative or even Machiavellian, but to you, Jake was like an open book. That's why you noticed right away. How silent he was, the way he was touching you, how something was taking form behind his eyes; wanting to come out and play.

You knew your boyfriend too much.

You stroked his cheek, your thumb brushing against his lower lip. ‘’A kiss for you thoughts, Jaeyun?’’

That made him smile, in that soft, familiar, real way, and Jake leaned in, kissing you. He stayed close, his nose brushing against yours. ‘’I’ve been thinking these days,’’ he started, voice low, almost… conspiratorially. And just like that, red flags were raised everywhere in your mind.

‘’Oh, no,’’ you snorted playfully, trying not to smile.

‘’Okay, that hurt my feelings,’’ Jake said, arching a brow, gently pinching your side and making you laugh and pressing you against him to stop him. ‘’You’re so mean to me, my sweet peach ice tea.’’

‘’Please don’t say those words again,’’ you groaned and chuckled, hiding your face on his neck, ‘’and just tell me what you’ve been thinking of, country boy.’’

Jake propped himself up on one elbow to get a better look at you, the light from the television illuminating his features in a way that was almost unfair because of how handsome he looked even in the dark. He studied your face and you were filled with curiosity, wondering what was going through his mind that made him hesitate so much about how to begin. And then, he just went for it.

‘’You were looking at Heeseung the other day,’’ Jake said, dangerously calm. But what caught your attention most wasn't that; it was that his face showed no coldness or jealousy, simply... interest. Thoughtful.

You blinked, staring at him a little confused. ‘’Uh? What?’’

‘’The other night, at Jay’s party,’’ Jake continued, slipping his hand under the t-shirt he had lent you to sleep in, placing his hand on the soft skin of your hip. ‘’You were looking at him and the girl he brought. The blonde.’’

‘’I…’’ you stopped yourself, because you knew better. You considered denying it and lying, but what was the point? You tilted your head, lifting your fingers to trace the shape of his mouth. ‘’I did. You noticed?’’

‘’I notice everything about you,’’ Jake responded, smirking slightly. But he still had more to say. ‘’Why were you looking at him, baby?’’

A silence fell between you, not awkward or heavy, just like two coyotes staring intently at each other, sizing each other up. Jake wanted to see how far he could bend you, and you wanted to get the joke before he laughed. He took your hand and kissed your fingers carefully, softly, his intense gaze still on you while he waited for your answer. You bit your lip, stretching the silence just because you could.

‘’You're setting a trap for me,’’ you accused him, frowning a little. You hesitated for a second. ‘’Why you’re asking?’’

Jake looked too entertained for someone who had been caught. ‘’What if I’m just curious?’’

‘’Your brain doesn't work like that,’’ you sighed, too tired to play one of his games that late. ‘’Just say what’s on your mind, Jake. You know it doesn’t scare me.’’

Jake seemed to consider your words for a few seconds, and that dangerous glint reappeared in his eyes, especially when he moved closer to you and his hand continued to wander over your body, distracting you with his touches. He gently settled you on your back, covering you with his body, and you let him.

‘’I noticed how you were looking at him,’’ Jake said against your ear, slowly lifting your shirt, making you shiver from the change in temperature. When your breasts were bare, your nipples were already hard, and Jake didn't waste a second before covering them with his mouth, making you let out a gasp of surprise.

‘’Jake!’’

‘’How you were watching him kiss that girl, how you stared when Heeseung cornered her and fingered her without anyone noticing,’’ he continued, playing with his tongue around your nipple, sucking softly and then going for the other. ‘’But you did notice, didn't you? You were sitting on my knee while I was chatting with Sunghoon and didn't say anything, sweetheart. You kept the show all to yourself.’’

‘’I— I wasn’t!’’ You tried to deny it, pressing your thighs together. Jake noticed and smiled against your tits, sucking one nipple harder, until it popped out of his mouth. ‘’That’s not—’’

‘’You were getting wet on your boyfriend’s lap seeing his best friend fucking a girl,’’ Jake taunted you, with a mocking glint in his eyes. He clicked his tongue and shook his head lightly, looking down at you with a fake pout. ‘’You’re such a dirty, perverted girl. Now, I want you to answer me honestly, alright?’’

Jake knelt on the floor and pulled you down until your ass was on the edge of the sofa and spread your legs with a wolfish grin while you yelped breathlessly. He stared at your bare, glistening pussy with hungry and dark eyes, an expression difficult to decipher but full of desire.

‘’Just like this,’’ he muttered to himself, tilting his face to lick from your ass crack to your clit, holding your bent legs to leave you completely exposed. You gasped at the licks of his tongue, your hand gripping his hair. ‘’That’s how wet you were,’’ he lifted his head and stared at you, while using the tip of his tongue to make slow circles over your clit, his saliva slowly dripping onto your folds from his open mouth. ‘’Do you think Heeseung’s attractive?’’

‘’I dont— I don’t know,’’ you moaned when he sucked on your clit, slurping the wetness with a thoughtful hum. Jake slapped your pussy lightly and your back arched with a shaky moan. ‘’Jake! Fuck,’’ you hissed.

Jake slowly dragged his tongue along your pussy, pushing the tip inside your hole and moving it in circles before thrusting in and out until you whimpered. He pulled away suddenly, licking his lips; his mouth and jaw wet from your juices.

‘’Answer me or I’m stopping,’’ he threatened, voice sharper.

‘’He’s— he is,’’ you groaned, brushing just enough to make Jake chuckle at you. He went back to your pussy, burying his face there and letting you rub against his nose while he continued licking and sucking up and down, playing with your clit. He gently sucked on it, pressing lightly while his fingers grazed your entrance. ‘’Mmm, Jake, yes, just like that,’’ you sighed, letting out a low moan.

‘’Would you let him eat your pussy like this?’’ Jake questioned, pushing slowly one finger inside you. You blinked, mind completely blank; but you looked at him and you clenched around his finger.

‘’Yeah,’’ you whispered, wanting to play back. Jake's eyes darkened and he smiled cruelly, lowering his face again and devouring your pussy like it was his last supper. He added another finger and pushed both in slowly but deeply, each thrust making a wet squelching sound that soaked his fingers. ‘’Oh my God, Jake— mmhg! Feels so good,’’ you moaned.

‘’Think about him,’’ Jake whispered against one of your thighs, biting lightly. He licked the skin and moved his fingers faster as he let a strand of his spit fall right into your hole, mixing it with the juices that were dripping from your pussy. He continued licking you all over, sucking and playing with your clit in the most sloppiest way, making out with your pussy as if he couldn't get enough. ‘’Heeseung eating this pussy until you scream, fucking you with his fingers,’’ he gasped against your folds, moving his fingers even faster. ‘’You’d like that, don’t you? Heeseung having a taste of this pretty, wet pussy.’’

You shook your head but your walls clenched around his fingers and you whimpered, making him smile. The thought grew in your head thanks to Jake, and it was impossible not to think about it, even just a little, because it was true. That night at the party, you'd seen him flirting with a pretty girl all night and then making her cum in a dark corner while the party was in full swing, and you'd been surprised and aroused in equal measure because, who would have thought that the quiet and serious Heeseung could be so daring?

Has anyone else seen him sucking his fingers afterward and then kissing the girl like he wanted to devour her? Jake suspected something was up because you'd dragged him to the nearest room and begged him to fuck you right after?

‘’You’re such liar, sweetheart,’’ Jake licked your puffy folds, making circles on your clit with his tongue lazily, fucking your hole deeper. ‘’You love the idea, I fucking know it. Don’t worry, I’ll fuck the truth out of you.’’

And when Jake set his mind to something, he accomplished it. He fingered you and licked and sucked your clit until you came with a trembling moan and your thighs shook, but it wasn't enough. Tears welled up on your eyelashes from overstimulation, but Jake didn't care, looking at you almost tenderly, smiling mockingly as he fucked your pussy now with three fingers.

‘’Jake,’’ you begged, whimpering and eyes rolling back. He kissed you then, hard and dominating and a mess of tongue and spit and you fucking loved it— you clung to his forearms, your body arching with the overwhelming sensation of pleasure, making you tremble. ‘’I’m gonna cum, d-daddy— it’s too much,’’ you babbled, too sensitive and open, too lost in the pleasure and the sensation of Jake stretching your pussy again to say anything coherent. But that didn't matter because Jake kissed you again, melting into a needy, rough kiss, taking your breath away.

You came with a muffled cry, and Jake didn't stop his fingers even when you squirted, soaking him and the floor. He groaned approvingly against your mouth, swallowing every moan and whimper until you were nothing but a babbling mess. He pulled his fingers out of your cunt and slid them between your mouths, licking them and making you taste them too at the same time.

Your tongue tangled around his long fingers and you sucked with a glazed look, while Jake stared at you with an intense expression, completely fascinated by you.

The next morning was like every morning since Jake had asked you to be his girlfriend so many months ago; calm and lazy, the way time seems to pass in towns where there's no rush. Freshly showered and wearing one of Jake's giant and soft hoodies, you were drinking your hot coffee while Jake watched you leaning against the counter, wearing only sweatpants and nothing else.

He approached you from behind and began to leave kisses along your neck, and you smiled, snuggling up to him and offering him your cup. He took a sip and then used his fingers to gently turn your face towards his, giving you a slow, warm, coffee-tasting good morning kiss in the middle of the kitchen.

“What would you do,” he asked carefully, “if I told you I think you should flirt with Heeseung?”

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May 17

HOW MY HAUNTED HOME FUCKED UP MY LIFE FOR A MONTH | N.RK

PAIRING: Nishimura Riki x female!reader

GENRE: paranormal!au, smut, established relationship

SUMMARY: Nishimura Riki believes there’s a ghost in the house.

WORDS: +13k.

WARNINGS AND CONTENT: slice of life?? someone save niki, smut, unprotected sex, Niki calls reader mama, creampie, breastfeeding, dirty talk and praise, breeding kink.

This is the second part to this fic and it might contain some spoilers from other stories! Enjoy <3

When you met Nishimura Riki years ago, you never imagined you'd become his girlfriend, let alone his wife when he proposed after you two graduated.

When you fell in love with Nishimura Riki, you never imagined you'd spend so many years together, happily so.

When you returned to the house you two shared, you never imagined you'd see a woman sleeping on top of Nishimura Riki on the couch you picked weeks ago.

Your heart gave a strange jump in your chest, the way it did when feelings piled up and it was too much for your body to contain. She was relaxed against his chest, drowsy, probably listening to Niki's heartbeat and breathing like it was her personal lullaby. But then, she felt your presence and lifted her head, sleepy eyes blinking and focusing on you.

And then she gave you that smile that destroyed you, all gums and a few teeth that were starting to grow, so adorable with her black hair all disheveled from her nap. It was the cutest thing in the world.

‘’Mommy!’’

Your daughter didn't wait a second and began to stir, waking her dad from his light sleep. She squealed with excitement and stretched her arms toward you, bouncing off Niki's ribs, probably a little painfully.

You quickly approached and took her in your arms, settling her small body against yours and hugging her, trying not to squeal with excitement too, there was no better feeling in the world; you love it. Runa immediately snuggled against your neck, and you took the opportunity to inhale your daughter's sweet baby scent.

Niki just looked at you from the couch, amused and a little sleepy. He smiled at you and his eyes scanned you from head to toe slowly, as if he were doing a mental check to make sure everything was in place, and then softened as they always did when he saw you holding his daughter.

‘’Welcome home,’’ he muttered in that deep, quiet voice of his. ‘’Missed you so much, baby.’’

You leaned forward and your lips met Niki's halfway, kissing you softly. He only let you go when Runa tried to put her head between your faces, giggling softly.

‘’Did she behave?’’ You asked him, looking at your two-years old babygirl. You rocked her gently, kissing her chubby cheek.

Niki let out a quiet huff, dragging his hand over his face as he sat up properly. His hands reached behind your knees and pulled you closer to him, hugging you and pressing his face to your stomach. He looked up, rubbing his chin against your navel slowly like a cat, almost purring.

‘’Define behave.’’

‘’Did she nap?’’

He just chuckled. ‘’We both know our girl is secretly a college student who's had five liters of coffee before an exam mixed with a last-minute Red Bull.’’

You were a little amused by your husband's stress and cooed softly, stroking Niki's hair with one hand, while you continued gently bouncing Runa to see if you could get her to be sleepy. Your baby was a trickster, really. Most times she'd close her eyes and settle down, and just when you thought you'd finally got her, she'd lift her head as if nothing had happened and smile as if she knew exactly she was testing the last traces of her parents' patience and that there was nothing anyone could do about it. You honestly didn’t know how much energy could fit into such a tiny body.

She was a ball of energy, truly. A smiling one. You used to joke with Niki that fate had given you a real-life Hirono figure but in reverse, your daughter had a beautiful little face and there was never a frown or a pout.

You raised one brow at her. ‘’Is that so? You didn’t took your nap, missy?’’

Your daughter looked at you with the same eyes as his father, definitely an intelligent gleam behind them. Runa shook her head, tiny, disheveled pigtails bouncing. ‘’Nope!’’

Niki snorted and hugged you tighter, his hands caressing the upper part of your thighs, getting dangerously close to your ass. You playfully pushed him and stepped back, giving him an amused, warning look as you cradled the baby against your chest. Runa's head dangled from your arm with a giggle, and she waved upside down to her dad as you went to the back of the house. On the back porch, there were some wind chimes swaying gently in the breeze, and that was your little secret for getting Runa to sleep when nothing else would.

That, and enveloping her with your magic. It was like a soft, warm blanket surrounding hers, growing but not yet strong, and you swore Runa could sense it even if she didn’t know what it was still. Your daughter looked at you as if she knew exactly what you were doing and liked it, relaxing in your arms until she let out a deep, sleepy sigh and finally closed her eyes.

Niki was watching from the inside with a soft grin, like he always did when he saw you both together. It was a pretty and unique grin in his rotation you used to joke, reserved just for his family; your husband was simply totally smitten with his girls. Who could blame him? You looked beautiful putting his daughter to sleep, rocking her carefully with the breeze moving your hair and the distant sound of the wind chimes adding another layer to how dreamy the scene was. It made every particle of his heart race with happiness and with something deeper, almost primal.

But then, something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. He turned absentmindedly, noticing the small, pink teddy bear at the other end of the sofa. He squinted, a little confused, realizing just three seconds later that the plush toy seemed to... vibrate. Gently, as if it were trembling, until it slowly floated in the air for a second and fell to the floor as if nothing had happened.

Niki blinked.

Outside, Runa was already drifting away to the land of dreams.

Nishimura Riki was a good dad. It was that simple. From the day you found out you were expecting a baby, he took very seriously his task of becoming an expert: books on childbirth, assembling cribs and changing tables, being at every ultrasound asking questions, learning about feeding methods when babies start teething (that happened around the fifth month of your pregnancy) (one night he talked to you about textures and cuts of meat until you fell asleep). He cared too much. But it wasn't just about being well prepared and doing research to receive a tiny human being, because, well, even amidst the excitement and happy crying when Runa was born, you and Niki still shared a look that said, "holy shit, we actually created a person."

He was a natural with Runa since the first day. You weren't sure if there was a term for it, but Niki was kind of like a velcro-dad. And she was definitely a daddy's girl.

Niki, as you had discovered over the years, had an intense way of loving. Not suffocating, but present. He noticed things, moods, situations. He was too observant; Niki wasn't really the nonchalant type, at least where it mattered. Sometimes he didn't even need to say anything; he would simply hug you, kiss you, and send you to the town bakery to get your favorite cake and a strong coffee and some time for yourself while he took care of Runa. Besides being an expert on baby literature, he was also very good at reading you.

That talent just sharpened during the years passing.

He was very attuned to what you wanted and desired, he knew when and how to push you, when to win you over, and when you simply needed his support. You two together were... intense. Minju used to half-jokingly ask you to please stop doing that-thing-with-your-eyes-that-felt-very-sexual when the group of friends got together on the weekends. Becoming parents didn't dilute things, and maybe it was because of the hormones or because Niki had matured and grown into the most handsome man you ever saw, but you just couldn't get enough of your husband.

Like the times when you were tired but restless past midnight and Niki would simply spread your legs and devour your pussy until you melted and relaxed against his lips. Or the times you had doubts about whether you were doing things right and he would hug you and assure you that you were the best mom in the world until you stopped crying, carefully kissing your tears.

However, there was a tiny problem: Niki didn't yet know you were a witch. And you were really running out of excuses and time. First, when you were just dating, you didn't think it was safe to say anything until you were sure that the relationship was going to be something long-term. But not even that assured anybody that a human knowing that witches existed would end with a happy ending, that was a hard truth. At the end of the day, it was a blind gamble; no one really knew how a person could react to that kind of information. Or even believe it.

There were a lot of cases like that, unfortunately. You knew of partners who had found out, reacted badly and ended up with a memory-erasing spell, which was pretty messed up, and there were other people who took it too well and wanted to tell the world about the witches, which involved more powerful spells from the Witches' Council. That's why, in general, it was easier for witches to be with warlocks and vice versa, or at least other paranormal creatures, because it required less explanation and more open minds.

You had no idea how to approach him. Like, you were married with a kid so that was as serious and long-term as it could get, right? You knew Niki had witnessed some strange things, for sure. But that was just the experience of living in Silverveil.

Like the time one of Minju's spells went wrong when she tried to give her chicken Buttercup a voice, and somehow it resulted in Buttercup singing opera every time she clucked. The chicken had talent, at least. Once, during a movie night with Jungwon and Minju at their home, the chicken started singing and no one could quite explain what that sound was. Niki just thought it was Alexa and kept watching the movie, annoyed by the interruption.

Nobody told him otherwise.

(Jungwon gave you and Minju the most unbelievable side-eye in his life).

When Niki moved into your house, he discovered that you had kept your forest animal, Soomin, and wasn’t bothered by it. Just very curious, but accepting none the less. Of course, he didn't know that the owl was actually a spirit guide for a witch instead of just an animal, and that she could talk and was pretty gossipy. He just thought you had adopted the poor injured animal after you found it and that it was now part of the family. He even pet her from time to time and told her how cute she was.

You didn’t tell him otherwise.

Heeseung once asked you if Niki seriously didn't wonder why there was an owl in the living room watching soap operas most days. You silently gave him a piece of Runa's first birthday cake with a shrug. There were other times when you and Jake had secret conversations through your eyes that went like:

You tell him first.

No, you tell him.

You're his best friend!

You're his wife!

Minhyung, Jake's familiar, had enough of that nonsense and once tried to speak directly to Niki, obviously without telling anyone his plan. He firmly believed that the best option was to rip the bandaid off once and for all and stop walking on eggshells like the two indecisive idiots you and Jake were.

Niki arrived at your house the next day after falling asleep on Jake's couch from drinking too much and watching movies instead of going out partying, and told you about a crazy dream he had where the black cat said hello to him and started a conversation about basketball. He blamed the beer mixed with too many bottles of soju and chuckled to himself.

Jake only found out when Minhyung complained that his friend was, indeed, a fool and Jisoo told Minhyung he was a fool as well and the black cat didn’t try again due to the threat from the other familiar.

Niki loved it when night fell and the routine you two had established began. It wasn't monotonous or boring; for him, it meant the arrival of a slower pace, and above all, that his wife was his alone again. The plan was the same every night: he would finish turning off the lights in the house, light a candle with your favorite scent in the bedroom, and then watch from the doorway as you breastfed Runa in the rocking chair.

That was his favorite moment, one he treasured deep in his memories, because he knew it wouldn't last forever; that one day Runa wouldn't be so little anymore and probably wouldn't tell him if she liked a boy, although that was a concern for the future. But those soft, loving images were the ones he would replay for the rest of his life, and he was sure his heart would feel just as heavy, the good kind of heavy, every time he remembered them.

He loved seeing you so vulnerable, so gentle and soft, completely amazed by the tiny girl in your arms. He loved hearing you softly murmur a story or a quiet song to Runa as she drank and drifted off to sleep, her little hand clutching yours with a surprising strength for someone small. Once Runa was fed and asleep, Niki had the task —which for him was more of an honor— of holding her and settling her in the crib. He carefully covered her, gently massaging her full belly when she stirred with a small whimper, and she soon fell back asleep, comforted by her father.

Niki's long fingers arranged her hair away from her face, leaving a few more caresses on the baby's pink cheek. He felt your body hug him from behind and smiled to himself, turning slightly to position you in front of him against the crib so you could both see Runa.

‘’We make some cute babies,’’ he whispered in your ear, making you chuckle. He melted against you, hugging you tighter; chin on your shoulder.

‘’She’s literally a mini version of you, Nishimura’’ you murmured, turning your head to kiss his cheek.

A heartbeat passed and you felt him smile in that way that only meant he was about to throw a bomb. Your husband was pretty straightforward and at the same time, a little bit unpredictable. His brain worked in weird ways.

‘’Listen,’’ he said in a low, almost raspy voice, lips grazing your ear. ‘’Serious question.’’

‘’Oh, no.’’

‘’Listen,’’ Niki insisted, kissing your neck lazily. Still wearing that dangerous, almost teasing smirk. ‘’My birthday is coming.’’

You squinted, turning your neck to make more room for his kisses. You hummed lowly, a little cautious, because you never knew what was taking form inside his head in most cases. ‘’I’m aware.’’

‘’And Runa is about to turn three,’’ he murmured, his hands holding your waist, slowly and firmly moving up until they found the tie of your robe, which he then began toying with.

You snorted softly, amused. You brought your hand to his hair, gently scratching the back of his neck, scraping your nails there. ‘’In like nine months, but yeah. I’m listening.’’

Niki found the perfect spot to suck on, the place where your neck and shoulder met. He bit gently, just enough to make you sigh. ‘’How about you give us both the same gift?’’

‘’How would that work?’’ You genuinely asked, feeling his fingers slip through the opening of your robe, slowly touching the skin of your side. Only a small part of your brain was following the conversation; your body was reacting to his slow, sensual touches. He was too good at distracting you.

Niki didn't hesitate.

‘’You could give me another kid, and she'd have a baby brother or sister. Isn't that a great gift?’’

Your eyebrows rose to the sky and you laughed, a little nervous and incredulous. You even glanced nervously at Runa, as if she could hear you or understand what her parents were talking about, but your baby was deep asleep. ‘’You want another baby?’’

He stopped nibbling at your neck and turned you slightly so you could look at him. He was still the same old Niki, focused on you, determined— as if he could read your thoughts just by looking at you. Like he knew things and was just waiting for you to say it out loud. His body pressed closer to yours and he cupped your cheek, stroking your skin with his thumb as he studied your face. He looked at you in that serious but calm way, without any doubt and complete certainty instead. ‘’Yeah. You don’t?’’

You bit your lip and your gaze fell downwards for a second, trying to gather your thoughts like every time your husband would ambush you. You leaned against him and tilted your face, basically rubbing it against his hand as you looked at him closely. You gently combed his hair back, playfully tugging at a few strands. ‘’I haven’t thought about it,’’ you lied.

The truth was that your uterus screamed every time you saw Niki with Runa and you had imagined it a few times, but you also thought it was a bit too soon. That's why you hadn't brought it up. You had absolutely no doubt that another baby would be just as loved as your daughter, that Niki would continue to be a good dad, and that expanding the family didn't sound impossible. But you still hadn't confessed your biggest secret, and he had no idea he was living with two witches under one roof. That was something you had to do before taking a new step into another chapter with your family.

And you wanted to tell him without being drowning in hormones, an emotional mess, adding another burden to something already complicated. You had to reveal the whole truth first. But damn it, nothing in life could prepare you for Nishimura Riki asking you for another baby while looking at you with those feline eyes brimming with desire, almost pleading. It turned your knees to jelly.

‘’Think about it now,’’ he complained, nuzzling into your neck with a low groan. He cornered you against the crib and kissed you, too soft and too real.

His mouth moved against yours without any hurry, simply tasting you and enjoying it. You melted against him, your arms around his neck as you kissed him the same way—trying to tell him everything you thought and felt with that kiss. Niki reacted almost instantly, kissing you more insistently, more deeply—his tongue exploring your mouth, stealing your breath. He was slowly consuming you, until his kisses left you breathless and you whimpered, pulling away just an inch to breathe.

Niki took the distraction and swept you up in his arms, fast and easily. You had to stifle a small laugh to avoid waking Runa, wrapping your legs around your husband's waist quickly. Niki smirked and carried you out of the room, his hands firmly squeezing your ass as he pressed his mouth to your neck again, licking and nibbling at your throat until you gasped when his teeth scraped too hard, enough to mark.

‘’You’re thinking about it?’’ He asked in that deep, masculine voice that drove you crazy. You shook your head just to annoy him and he spanked you out of nowhere, making you moan with pain, surprise and a twinge of desire. ‘’Liar.’’

‘’Maybe you should convince me,’’ you proposed with a purr, leaning in to talk into his ear, pressing your tits against his chest. ‘’Show me how much you want it, pretty boy.’’

Niki's face darkened and said nothing, simply pushing open the door to the room. He sat on the bed with you still on top of him, your legs straddling him, and kissed you again, this time more devastatingly. It wasn't a soft, perceptive kiss; it was your husband wanting to devour you—tilting his head and fucking your mouth with his tongue, licking and playing with it until you heard the wet smack of both your saliva. It was a dirty, obscene kiss, and you couldn't love it more. Your lips moved over his with the same intensity and desire, sucking in both of your saliva, not caring if a little dribbled from the corner of your mouth. Your hips began to move against Niki's cock, feeling how hard it was— you moaned against his lips each time the friction against your clit made you wetter.

Your husband stepped back, clearly agitated, with wet and slightly swollen lips and he kissed your shoulder slowly, moving up to your neck, his hands sliding down your waist with a possessive touch. He guided your body so that you continued humping him, letting out low moans against your skin that drove you insane. Niki’s fingers found the knot of your robe again and he chuckled darkly while gently untying it until the silk simply melted and fell away, sliding off your body, leaving you naked.

His hands cradled your breasts, feeling their weight and warmth; squeezing them tighter. Your breath caught in your throat and you arched slightly, pushing your tits and making him groan approvingly. Your nipples were already hard from the cold air and his touch, tempting Niki like a hungry man. Your body had changed with the pregnancy, and some parts had returned to how you knew it, but your full breasts were something that had remained unchanged. Your nipples were swollen and a little darker, more sensitive, full of milk from breastfeeding.

Your husband devoured you with his gaze, and even after years you couldn't help but blush a little, because that was the effect he had on you. He inhaled sharply, simply taking you in. ‘’So beautiful,’’ he breathed, gripping your waist possessively, as if he needed to control himself for a second before devouring you in one bite. ‘’You’re just— fuck. So perfect, all for me.’’

You knew he was going to take his time with you that night, and the mere thought sent more warmth and wetness to your pussy, which you gently rubbed against Niki's lap, feeling how hard he was. Niki was simply obsessed, and that's why you never doubted or feared those changes, because your husband devoured you desperately each time, as if you were a goddess who had allowed it.

‘’So fucking pretty and mine,’’ he said, fingers slowly playing with your nipples. He rubbed them with his thumbs and even tugged on them a little until they hardened even more, and shivers bloomed across your skin, whimpering softly. They began to drip a little, small white drops that slid down the roundness and that Niki caught with a lick. ‘’There’s something left for me, right mama?’’

You just nodded and stared at his big hands covering your tits, letting him play with them how he wanted. Niki kneaded them, his fingers gently squeezing your nipples and making you choke on a whimper. A few drops of milk fell onto his fingers and you heard him groan against the valley of your breasts, as he continued to squirt milk that dripped down your skin.

‘’That’s it, leaking for me,’’ he grunted, cleaning your skin with the sweep of his tongue, tasting you with a low, husky moan. ‘’It’s my turn now.’’

He rubbed his face against your breasts, gently biting and sucking them, cradling them from below. He squeezed your nipples and placed his open mouth beneath them, moaning as jets of milk fell directly onto his tongue— some drops falling onto his lower lip and chin, which he licked desperately so as not to waste a single trace.

But it wasn’t enough. Niki squeezed your breasts together and licked both nipples at once, his mouth closing around them. He moved his tongue in circles and sucked hard, making you moan loudly; he kept sucking until he felt the milk slide down his tongue and gasped against your skin. He released your nipples and licked his lips, then took another one of your nipples in his mouth and sucked on it eagerly.

‘’Taste so fucking good,’’ he groaned, sucking the other. ‘’Can’t get enough, baby.’’

You cupped his face and pulled him closer, panting as you continued rubbing your pussy against his hard bulge. You tugged his hair a little roughly to push him away and put your other nipple in his mouth, which he eagerly took and continued sucking. Your legs trembled a little from not stopping your grinding against him, feeling your clit throb with every rub, and you pushed your pussy down hard until he groaned.

Your pussy was dripping wet from the stimulation and Niki could feel it, looking at you with dark eyes full of desire and wicked satisfaction. He pulled his mouth away from your tits.

‘’Mhhmm! Niki— feels so good,’’ you whined softly, tights shaking a little; chasing your release.

‘’Fuck, you’re gonna cum just from this, baby? From your husband eating your pretty tits? Do it, then,’’ he muttered, tongue still playing on your skin, sucking marks. ‘’Keep rubbing that pretty pussy, I can feel how wet you are, baby. Make a mess for me, come on.’’

You nodded quickly with a breathless moan and whimpered against Niki's throat as he gave you another slap on the ass, your hips moving back and forth faster. You came feeling Niki's tongue licking your nipples and kneading your ass—still rubbing your pussy against him just to chase that overstimulation that left you breathless.

You fell against his chest, feeling slight tremors, and tried to control your shaken breathing. But it wasn't enough, and you weren't satisfied; you needed more. And you didn't wait a damn second to get what was yours.

You pushed him down onto the bed and settled yourself on top of him, rubbing sensually against his cock, dripping wet. Niki dared to give you a smug smile, but his grin faded into a darker expression when you dragged your nails across his chest, making him hiss softly—not caring if you scratched any of his tattoos. They couldn't compare to the fine, red marks you left on his skin.

It only took pulling his pants down a little to free his already hard cock with its leaking tip, and you slid your wet panties to the side so you could sit down on his length with a gasp. You impaled yourself on him, loving the way your walls stretched and molded tightly around him, burning so deliciously. You didn't stop until he was buried to the hilt inside you, and you moaned softly, squeezing around his size—giving yourself a few seconds to adjust to how big he was and how he was filling you. Beneath you, Niki gasped huskily, and he gripped your hips, cursing under his breath at how good your tight, wet pussy felt.

You traced your lips along his chest as you slowly began to mount him, riding up and down his length with soft moans, lubricating his cock. You started moving faster and dug your nails into Niki, making him hiss and grip your ass as he began to thrust upward, making you almost scream with each deep stroke. Every shove of his cock made you clench and moan, bouncing against his lap from the force of his thrusts, holding onto his forearms because of how fast he was fucking you.

You couldn't hold back your gasp when Niki spanked you hard and reached that spot inside that made you shudder. You were fucking like two animals in heat, all you could hear was the echo of each slap of your bodies coming together, your juices creaming his cock, your heavy breathing and some grunts from Niki that went straight to your clit. You didn’t cared about anything but fuck him, mark him too; riding his cock until he was a mess too.

You took Niki's hands and placed them on the mattress, smiling at him as you noticed his jaw tense and his eyes darken. You practically started bouncing on his cock, rocking your hips back and forth in a frenetic rhythm— using him for your own pleasure. Taking him so deep inside you that you couldn't control how you gasped his name, his thickness stretching you until it was almost too much. He was buried deep, the tip brushing the perfect spot over and over.

‘’Shit, that’s it,’’ Niki said, throwing his head back with a low moan, looking at you with burning eyes as you were fucking him desperately. ‘’Fuck yourself in my cock like a good slut. You look so good like this, using me like a needy whore. You love it, don't you? Can you feel how deep I am, filling that pussy?’’

You nodded and bit your lip, looking at him in the eye. ‘’So big,’’ you moaned, ‘’fuck me harder, please!’’

He planted his feet on the mattress and began to move his pelvis up and down, meeting you with each deep thrust. You whimpered and leaned forward, kissing him and moaning against his mouth, drooling a little on him when his thrusts were so brutal they made your eyes roll back.

‘’Like this, mmm? Taking my cock so well, pretty hole made just for me,‘’ he sneered, letting out a low groan, hands holding you in place. ‘’Milking me like a desesperate little wife, all fucked out and mine to use. Fucking take it.’’

‘’Niki,’’ you whispered, almost desperately, biting on his forearm to keep your moans at bay. ‘’Don't stop, God, I'm going to cum,’’ you sobbed, filling the pleasure almost drowning you.

One of Niki's hands covered your mouth and held the back of your neck, keeping you still and upright so you could keep taking each thrust while he relentlessly fucked your pussy, making you whimper against his hand. Your scream was muffled against his palm and you came hard, your pussy squeezing and dilating around his cock, gently milking him with every contraction of your walls; but Niki made no attempt to stop or slow down, fucking you just as fast.

He pulled out abruptly and maneuvered you on the bed, pushing you sideways and moving behind you. He thrust his cock back in all the way and you moaned, hypersensitive but trained to take it, your body arching and needing it. Niki's hand rested on your mouth again, and the other reached down your belly, gently pressing it right where his cock almost reached.

‘’I'm going to fill you up again,’’ he promised, voice dark and leaving no room for discussion. ‘’My pretty wife; all mine to breed whoever I want,’’ he panted against your neck, biting you. ‘’Pussy still tight, sucking me like she doesn't want to let me go.’’

‘’Uhghh, Nishi— please,’’ you whined, holding onto his hand. ‘’Fill me up, I need it—’’

He pressed his face to your neck and sniffed you like a man desperate to mark and consume, thrusting his cock into your hole running after his climax; needing to fill his wife with his cum and leave her full.

‘’Here comes another one, baby,’’ he rasped in your ear. ‘’I'm going to fuck you all night until you're swollen with my cum, until I made sure it sticks.’’

He stilled and came inside you with a hoarse gasp, pushing his cock all the way in and leaving it there, buried inside your cunt as his cum warmly filled you. He held you close until you could feel his ragged chest, gasping for breath. Slowly, his grip loosened, and he released your mouth. You were in no better shape than him, just as exhausted but satisfied, blinking with a slow smile forming. You reached between your legs and stroked his balls, which were pressed against your pussy— a few drops of his cum were seeping out. You scooped it up with your fingers and tasted it, slowly sucking on them, making Niki groan softly, his forehead resting against your temple.

‘’You’re gonna be the death of me,’’ he chuckled quietly. His hand caressed your tits and stomach, his touch still possessive but softer. Making sure you were with him. ‘’I love you so much.’’

You smiled softly, turning your head to reach his lips and kiss him slowly, gradually coming down from the cloud of pleasure. ‘’I love you, Nishimura,’’ you purred.

A familiar sound pierced the silence, and they both grunted softly, still smiling despite it. Niki kissed you again, holding your jaw as if he couldn't tear himself away, and you gently pushed him away before your daughter could cry any louder and wake up the neighbors.

‘’Go on, daddy duties calling,’’ you chuckled, looking at him mockingly. ‘’Still sure you want another one?’’

Niki stole another kiss and carefully slided out from you, watching as his cum came out like a creamy river, drenching your puffy folds. He pushed back some of it with his fingers carefully, making you gasp softly.

‘’Such a waste, baby,’’ he murmured, grabbing his pajama pants and putting them on while studying your naked body lazily, still hungry. He stopped in the doorway, giving you a look over his shoulder. ‘’Don’t worry, next load stays inside.’’

It was one of those summer days, where time passed slowly and the last rays of sunlight filtered through the window and warmed the room where Runa was engrossed playing. She had some building blocks that Jay had given her a few days before, simply because he was the uncle who spoiled her the most, and she loved stacking them on top of each other carefully, completely absorbed in the task. Soomin was perched on the back of the sofa, a little sleepy, silently watching over the baby.

Niki was one of those dads who was prepared for anything, a skill he acquired through experience. He liked domestic life, too. It was his turn to do the weekly laundry, and he was carrying baskets of clothes back and forth, peeking in every few minutes to make sure Runa was playing and fine, carrying the video and audio monitor with him just in case. The living room had been rearranged into a larger space, so he had a perfect view of her even while loading the clothes into the washing machine.

Runa smiled every time she saw her dad walk by, but then she immediately went back to rearrange her blocks, frowning when one fell from her tower. Clearly, the baby hadn't built a firm base, because all the blocks she had stacked on top of each other gently tumbled to the ground at one point. Niki completely missed the way the baby took a block in each hand and studied them closely, tilting her head in deep concentration with her tiny lips pursed.

Niki heard Runa laughing, adorable little giggles that caught his attention. He glanced at the monitor he’d left on top of the dryer and saw the image was static, distorted. That made him frown and put down the laundry basket he was emptying, when a wave of that horrible paternal feeling hit him; a suspicion that something was off.

‘’Runa?’’ Niki called, already moving. ‘’What’s so funny, princ—’’

Niki stopped suddenly, simply staring without his brain really processing what he was seeing. No fucking way. Runa was sitting happily where he'd left her, surrounded by stuffed animals and toys as if it were her own little kingdom. Her blocks floated gently above her head, a little crooked, but definitely in the damn air.

Niki blinked and tried to process the scene before him and the best way to approach it. Then, slowly and without panicking, he walked toward his daughter with all the calm in the world, like he was in a mine field and not in his living room.

‘’Nope,’’ he muttered under his breath. ‘’Not doing this.’’

He gently picked up Runa, careful not to touch any of the floating blocks, surprised that his own tense body could move at all. Runa clapped her hands and looked at Niki smiling, as if it was the funniest game in the world and her dad wasn't having a silent panic attack.

‘’Nu-uh,’’ Niki said, shaking his head and walking straight to the door.

Some blocks fell loudly and it made him flinch a little, pretending he didn’t actually hear shit. Perhaps ignoring what was happening was the best route. Things would go back to normal. Niki was already touching the doorknob when he remembered that someone else lived in the house. So, he sighed heavily, turned around, and walked to the sofa to grab Soomin with his free arm like it was a package and not a living owl.

Niki tried to pretend he didn't see some plush toys vibrating on the floor, as if they were trying to get up and walk but decided it was easier to just float around like damn helium balloons. Even dodged a teddy bear up in the air with a heavy sigh, clinging to his daughter and the owl with a scowl. Runa laughed, kicking gently, her hands outstretched, trying to reach the stuffed animal.

‘’Absolutely no,’’ he scoffed, holding her tighter. He would never confess to anyone that he almost screamed when a small Care Bear gently booped his shoulder on his way out.

Nishimura Riki wasn’t a man who believed in the paranormal, not really. Or perhaps he was one of those people who simply took it as entertainment and didn't give it a second thought. He wasn't completely closed-minded, but he hadn't discussed with himself his understanding of spirituality or whether it was possible for spirits to really exist and things like that.

As a kid, he enjoyed those typically scary stories about ghosts and apparitions that his friends would tell during a sleepover or while bored at school, just kid’s stuff about the farthest and darkest corridor being haunted by a student of the past. Niki was the type to watch a horror movie at night alone and then go to bed without a single trace of paranoia or fear, not a nightmare on sight and definitely not imagining clothes taking a weird shape on the chair once the lights turned off.

And that's how he found herself in the strangest and most ridiculous predicament imaginable. Niki didn't know exactly how to bring up the subject. How do you tell someone you saw plush toys floating without sounding crazy? His only witnesses were his daughter and a bird and none could talk. He couldn't just call his parents and ask for advice. Hi mom, some of my daughter's toys are floating, is that normal? Is there a home remedy for it?

He definitely wouldn't tell you anything yet, not until he knew how to protect you from possessed stuffed animals. He wasn't going to scare his wife without first having a possible solution.

So, as any other man in the world with a problem, Niki recurred to his group of friends for advice. They were all parents like him, so they'd understand, right? After all, they were older than him. They'd probably all had some kind of paranormal experience already. Maybe this was more normal than he thought, right? Right. Niki knew he was walking a dangerous path between endless teasing just for the mere act of asking and the possible over-concern of his hyungs.

He thought long and hard about who to approach first, mentally analyzing his options.

Jake was the gentle, kind dad who would play with you and be your best friend, the one you would run for advice. Would cry when you learned how to ride a bike. Heeseung was the dad you’d be terrified of disappointing. Kinda chill and fully supportive, terrible dad jokes, would bring McDonalds for dinner unannounced after saying there’s food at home. Jay was the kind of dad that would defend his kid’s honor and get into a verbal fight with some toddler who pushed his child at the park. Definitely the strictest, even though it might not seem like it. Dad jokes worse than Heeseung’s but convinced himself that they're peak comedy.

That's how Niki invited Heeseung to a toddler date.

The afternoon was quiet in that way that only small towns are. The day was passing slowly, the sun was still up and the weather was good; a few people were jogging or walking their pets in the park while Niki pushed the stroller along with Heeseung's. Runa was asleep, cuddling her pink bunny, which Niki admitted he regarded with a healthy dose of suspicion, as if it might start to float at any moment. Heeseung had no idea that his friend next to him was losing his mind silently, too busy taking a picture of the sleeping twins to send to his wife.

Heeseung had a pair of five-month-old boys who were... interesting. The first born, Lee Ijun, had a streak of blond hair that no one could explain. The one who was born just two minutes later, Lee Jihu, had gray eyes that reminded Niki of a rainy storm. Everyone said that they would darken over time, and maybe Niki was being subjective because he was his godson and thought he was a very cool baby, but he had the impression that they would stay like that because they were very Jihu. It just made sense to him.

Jay had once said that when Ijun grew up, he'd look like he had a lightning bolt in his head, and far from being offended, Heeseung had smiled like never before, so pleased by that.

They were walking side by side, each with their coffee, enjoying the park and the sound of the birds, the sun warming their backs. Niki kept glancing at Heeseung, trying to figure out how to start the conversation; believing his thoughts were so loud they might be heard clearly by his hyung.

Of course, it was typical for Heeseung to notice right away, always the observer, but he didn't want to pressure Niki just yet. He let him gather the words and waited patiently, letting it come to him on its own. It didn't take long anyway, and as they were crossing a small bridge with ducks in the stream, Niki broke the silence and just went for it.

‘’Has anything strange ever happened to you?’’ He blurted.

Heeseung glanced at Niki like he just asked about the weather. Didn’t overreact. ‘’Strange how?’’

Niki hesitated for a second. ‘’Like… you know, things moving,’’ he said, gesturing vaguely with his free hand. ‘’The usual.’’

‘’Moving?’’ Heeseung repeated, taking a sip of his coffee. ‘’You mean like losing things?’’ He asked, tone neutral.

“No, not that,” Niki said immediately. “Not losing things. I mean like—” he exhaled, trying to find the words, “—you’re watching something and it moves.’’

Heeseung simply nodded slowly as if he were following what was being said and continued walking.

‘’And not just that,’’ Niki added, looking around as if someone were spying on them. He lowered his voice. ‘’I've seen things float.’’

There was a small pause. Heeseung kept his face composed, eyes careful.

‘’Alright,’’ he said. ‘’That does sounds kind of strange.’’

‘’Kind of? Hyung,’’ Niki snorted incredulously. ‘’I’m being dead serious.’’

Heeseung shrugged slightly, looking at Niki so calmly that it irritated him a little. He hadn't expected his friend to start yelling and throw a straitjacket at him, but it was a bit of a letdown.

‘’Niki, have you been sleeping well?’’

Niki stopped pushing the stroller.

‘’Bro,’’ he said flatly, staring at him.

‘’I’m just saying,’’ Heeseung continued, ‘’you have a toddler with too much energy and sleeping is a privilege sometimes. It can mess with your head, you know.’’

‘’I’m not sleep deprived,’’ Niki shot back, frowning. ‘’I know what I saw.’’

‘’And what was exactly?’’

Niki narrowed his eyes at his friend, knowing he was already sounding crazy. ‘’Runa’s toys were floating the other day.’’

Heeseung blinked and something crossed though his eyes, but he was fast to mask it. He hummed thoroughly. ‘’Floating?’’

‘’Floating,’’ Niki confirmed, saying the word slowly. ‘’Up in the air. Defying the laws of gravity and shit. Floating in the air, hyung. And then they dropped like nothing.’’

‘’Okay.’’

Niki lifted both brows, looking at his hyung like he was the crazy one. ‘’O—okay? I just told you my kid’s toys are floating. You don’t think I should worry?’’

‘’Niki,’’ Heeseung stopped to look at him. ‘’What do you want me to say? That your house is haunted?’’

‘’Yeah, exactly that,’’ Niki responded right away. ‘’That would make totally sense.’’

Heeseung let out a quiet laugh, glazing ahead of the path and then back at Niki. ‘’Would it? I think you’re tired and your brain is filling gaps. Remember when you told us that Minhyung talked to you?’’

Niki sighed, pushing the tip of his tongue against his cheek. ‘’That was one time and I was drunk. It’s different.’’

Heeseung tilted his head. ‘’Is it?’’ He asked, pushing the stroller again with Niki following behind, sulking.

‘’Dude, listen. Sometimes exhaustion gets the better of you,’’ Heeseung explained easily. ‘’The other day I spent ten minutes looking for a pacifier and I had it in my own mouth. Your brain is just surviving the experience of being a first-time dad, trust me. Been there.’’

Niki scoffed. ‘’My brain doesn't make bunny plushies levitate. And I have been a dad for two years. It doesn’t make sense that it’s happening just now.’’

Heeseung shrugged, his calm and understanding demeanor irritating Niki a little bit. ‘’You’d be surprised what the brain can do.’’

‘’I’m not having some kind of toddler induced hallucinations,’’ Niki tried to reason. ‘’What I saw was real.’’

‘’I’m not saying you’re lying,’’ Heeseung sighed. ‘’I just think there’s an explanation for everything. You can’t jump into conclusions just like that.’’

Niki jumped headfirst into the conclusions, and when he looked at the clock it was already three in the morning. Around midnight he had decided to conduct his own investigation.

So Niki waited until that very night to pull out his phone and start digging for information. It was so stupid, really; he'd never imagined he'd be googling paranormal forums on a Wednesday at one in the morning while his wife slept beside him. He'd initially went for a more realistic explanation, but there really wasn't one. His thoughts were slowly gnawing at him.

He chuckled to himself when he found a more specialized forum dedicated especially to haunted houses or what they called, infected homes. There were all sorts of crazy people telling improbable stories about their homes... until, well, it wasn't so funny anymore. They hit too close to confort. The stories began to sound more realistic, and people started responding to each other’s posts, no longer seeming so crazy, but rather offering helpful and concerned advice. Something in the forum caught his attention and he held his breath for a second, like he found a secret he shouldn't have.

YOU THINK YOUR HOUSE IS HAUNTED? ANSWER THIS QUESTIONS TO FIND OUT!

He opened the post too eagerly for a non-believer and started reading attentively.

1. Have you felt drafts or cold spots in your home? 2. Have you experienced interference with electrical appliances? Phone, television, security cameras. 3. Have you heard strange noises like knocks or disembodied voices? 4. Do your pets sense a presence and bark or become restless in certain areas of the house? 5. Have you seen full apparitions or dark figures? 6. Have there been any changes in your mood or relationships in your life? Like anxiety, anger, sadness, fights. 7. Do objects move or appear in a different place? Has any fallen or moved?

And then he made the worst decision: he started reading other people's stories in that questionnaire and he watched videos of things falling, security cameras malfunctioning or freezing, cats bristling their fur while staring at a corner, and even someone who claimed to have caught a shadow walking down the hall and sneak into the bathroom.

Niki started feeling a little more paranoid and kept turning his head to look at your sleeping body to make sure you were obviously there, feeling a little better about not being alone in the dark. By the end of the night, he was completely snuggled up to you, covered up to his chin while he kept staring at the half-open door to the hallway thinking that a shadow might pass by at any moment.

He didn’t sleep that night.

Some nights after, you two were tangled in the sheets, smiling and laughing softly, stealing kisses from each other in the quiet of the warm, dim room. Niki leaned over you, pressing kisses on your lips, your jaw, your neck, unhurried and soft. You hummed against his mouth, kissing him deeply but setting the slow pace; your hands roaming in his broad shoulders pulling him closer to you. It was intimate, yours, familiar, secure. And you knew exactly how things would end, especially when you wrapped your legs around his waist and Niki grunted, pressing his bulge against your core.

You were about to palm his cock when Niki pulled back slightly, frowning a little. He stared at you, and you stopped too because it was definitely an unfamiliar look—not desire or passion; it was a kind of... doubt, a seriousness— that made you pause.

‘’Riki?’’

‘’I have to tell you something,’’ Niki started, studying your face.

You shifted in bed, propping yourself up on both arms to look at him a little more alertly, your eyebrows furrowing. ‘’Uh, right now?’’

Niki didn't say anything, just nodded. He opened his mouth to say something and then closed it, hesitating and looking to the side for a second before looking at you again, as if he were reconsidering whether he should speak or not. It suddenly made you nervous, and you blinked, caught off guard. It was very strange to see Niki hesitant. You sought his gaze and slowly caressed his cheek, trying to ground him.

‘’Hey,’’ you murmured, still looking at him. ‘’You can tell me anything, you know that. I’m here. What is it?’’

‘’I... Some strange things have been happening,’’ he said in a low, cautious voice. ‘’I mean, I’ve seen weird things happening. I think there’s something in the house.’’

You blinked. ‘’What?’’ You asked monotonously, as if you hadn't heard him properly. Niki nodded more convincingly, radiating tension, and something passed through his eyes, as if he were begging you to believe him.

‘’There’s something in the house,’’ he repeated.

You pushed yourself up a little more, now fully facing him, trying to make sense of what he was saying. “What do you mean, something?” You insisted, your tone hovering between confusion and disbelief. Niki let out a quiet groan, dragging a hand through his hair as he searched for the right words.

“Please just— just hear me for a second,” he said, scratching the back of his head, visibly nervous now. “There’s a ghost. I think there’s a ghost in the house.”

You sat up straight in bed, staring at Niki, your lips slightly parted in a grimace of pure surprise. You weren’t expecting that at all. Niki took that as his cue to continue saying what he'd been holding back for weeks, relieved to finally say it out loud to someone who wouldn't treat him like he was crazy.

‘’I didn't tell you before because I didn't want to scare you,’’ Niki began, pressing his lips in a sour line. ‘’Do you remember when you put Runa to sleep outside? Well, one of her stuffed animals moved a little and floated up. I thought— I don't know what I thought— that it was just something that just happened— and then the other day... all her toys floated,’’ he stopped for a second, only to see if you would interrupt him, but when you didn’t and didn’t laugh either, he kept going. ‘’They were literally in the air, and one of them touched me.’’

You were completely taken aback, and what was worse, you believed him. Niki had already experienced strange things, and his response had never been to lean towards the paranormal. A ghost?

Your lips trembled slightly with the urge to smile. ‘’A toy touched you?’’

‘’Baby,’’ Niki groaned, scowling at you. ‘’I could actually lose my mind if you laugh at me. I'm dead serious. For real. There’s some shit here and it’s targeting our daughter.’’

In your mind, you quickly reviewed what you knew about ghosts, which wasn't much, but even with the basics, you'd never felt any strange presence in the house. Your mind didn't even connect the dots, and you didn't realize what it really was, too preoccupied with Niki's story and comforting him.

‘’Okay,’’ you started, gently, softening your tone, reaching out to hold his face. ‘’Are you sure you didn't fall asleep on the sofa and dream about it? You're running around all day, it's normal to be tired.’’

Niki immediately shook his head, stubborn and unwavering despite the nervous edge in his expression. “No. No, I didn’t,” he insisted, sitting up straighter now, his tone firm. “Something’s going on. I know it sounds crazy, but you have to believe me,’’ he glanced toward the door for a split second before looking back at you, his jaw tightening with quiet determination. “And if there is a ghost,” he added, softer but resolute, “I’m going to protect you both.”

The backyard picnics were a little tradition you'd started with Runa since she was a baby. She loved being outside and seeing the trees, the clouds, the sound of the birds—she was a super curious baby. You and Niki had started having breakfast outside when the weather was nice, and you'd lie for a while on the blanket on the grass, where Runa would play on her back, you'd doze, and Niki would snuggle up to you, feeling the sunlight warm all three of you.

While you were inside preparing breakfast, Niki was outside, crouching on the grass with her hands ready to catch Runa just in case, who was taking confident steps but swaying slightly with excitement. Not far away, at the edge of the yard, a light brown rabbit appeared, hopping and wagging its nose in the air before grabbing a clump of grass and munching it quietly. Niki pointed at it immediately, his voice soft but excited.

‘’Look, Runa,’’ he murmured, guiding her attention. ‘’A bunny.’’

The word immediately sparked Runa's interest; she loved animals, and she followed her father's hand, her small eyes widening as she noticed the rabbit hopping. She gasped softly and giggled, raising her hand in a small wave. ‘’Hi, bunny!’’

Niki froze for a second, completely captivated by his daughter. His expression melted into one of deep love and tenderness, leaning closer to kiss Runa's cheek. ‘’You’re the sweetest girl in the world,’’ he murmured, looking at her as if she weren't real. ‘’So polite, too? Saying hi and everything? Cute.’’

The rabbit paid no attention to either of them and continued hopping until it slowly disappeared into the edge of the forest. Runa watched it until it vanished completely, waving even more enthusiastically. ‘’Bunny, bye!’’ She chirped sweetly.

Niki chuckled softly, totally smitten by his daughter, his forehead resting briefly on her temple. ‘’Yeah, bunny bye,’’ he echoed, smiling at her. ‘’You know what, princess? When you’re older, and if mom lets us,’’ he added with a murmur, ‘’I’ll get all the bunnies in the world for you. Okay? Just for you,’’ Niki brushed his nose against her cheek. ‘’It’s our deal.’’

Runa didn’t completely understand everything Niki said, but she laughed anyway and throwed her little arms around his neck in a clumsy but loving little hug. Niki held her close and smiled into her dark hair, completely unaware of what he just set into motion.

The next morning came as it normally would, you preparing the best coffee in the world and Niki setting the picnic outside, but when he stepped outside the kitchen he stopped immediately. He blinked, again and again. Maybe he was still too half-awake. And blinked again. But the image was the same.

There were bunnies everywhere in the yard, as if it was their space. Some curled under the sun, like they were settled for the day, others hopping lazily around the yard, others just staring at the house like they were waiting for something. Niki froze and began to slowly back away, closing the glass kitchen door and watching the hundreds of rabbits from the house. He heard footsteps approaching and then Runa put her hands and face against the door, making a small noise, a mixture of surprise and fascination at seeing so many rabbits so close. She waved at them, smiling.

She clapped happily and jumped in place, raising her head to look at her dad with the brightest eyes in the world. Niki breathed for the first time and tried to find some reasoning behind why his yard had become the den of hundreds of rabbits, with some other logic other than that it was a strange dream. You were too busy making breakfast to spare him a glance, humming to yourself and completely unaware of Niki standing confused and silently in the middle of the kitchen.

He just slowly turned his head to look at you, his expression blank in the way that meant he was seconds away from losing it.

“Maybe,” he started carefully, his voice unusually calm, like he was trying very hard to stay grounded, “maybe it’s because I haven’t had my coffee yet…” he paused, glancing back at the yard before returning his gaze to you. “But can you tell me why there are like a hundred bunnies in our backyard?’’

At first, you said nothing as you watched the hundreds of rabbits lounging in your yard as if they chose to be their vacation spot. Runa was happily in your arms, clapping and calling the rabbits to play, but Niki was completely against it, convinced this was the work of some animal poltergeist, like something out of Pet Sematary. The realization of what it really was didn't take long to hit you, but it made you tremble, to say the least. It was easily recognizable, faint yet steady, a trace of power. It wasn't random, or a coincidence, or a natural phenomenon. It was her.

And that afternoon, as you rocked your daughter to sleep and studied her as if she were a delicate relic, you knew the moment had arrived. As you placed soft kisses on her forehead, her cheek, and her button nose, you murmured a small incantation to redirect the energy of the rabbits that had spent the day in your yard. It wasn't complicated or laborious, simply something to gently nudge into place, to undo an accidental summons. The rabbits slowly drifted away, as if nothing had happened, dispersing naturally and returning to where they belonged. The yard was empty and quiet once again, as if hundreds of rabbits hadn't been there in the first place.

And against the kitchen door, Niki watched them go.

Another week came when Niki kinda relaxed. Nothing strange happened again. The toys didn't float, there was no animal invasion, and Heeseung had stopped sending him daily messages saying, 'let me know if anything strange happens. I'll bring you a coffee.'

There was a sense of normalcy that made him lower his guard enough not to feel so paranoid, and he even dared to pick up Runa's stuffed animals from the living room without threatening them first.

Niki moved half-asleep around the kitchen, quietly preparing breakfast, letting his girls sleep a little longer before waking them. The house was quiet, and his only company was Soomin, who was standing peacefully on the chair, as if she were entertained by simply watching him cook. Niki rubbed his nose absently and frowned, then sneezed loudly, the noise echoing in the quiet kitchen.

‘’Bless you.’’

He froze.

What the fuck.

Slowly, very slowly, Niki straightened, his hand still hovering near the counter as his eyes flicked around the kitchen. “...Hello?” He called out cautiously, his voice lower now, unsure. There was no answer. The house remained still, untouched, like nothing had happened at all.

Niki looked at the bird as if he were asking did you just hear the same shit I did? but obviously the owl just blinked her huge eyes and tilted its head, ignoring him. Niki looked at the bird a second too long before dragging a hand down his face, chucking.

‘’Right. I need sleep,’’ he muttered under his breath.

You were alone with Soomin and Runa in the backyard, taking take of the small rose garden you made months ago. Runa helped you by making small holes for new seeds, you cut new roses for the vases inside the house, and Soomin examined the work that the two of you did.

‘’She’s getting stronger,’’ Soomin started, walking under one of the rose bushes to take advantage of the shade. She tilted her head, her voice soft. ‘’I can feel her magic.’’ You didn’t flinch, but your hands froze for a second. ‘’I know,’’ you admitted, concentrating on cutting another rose. You frowned, wiping the sweat from your forehead.

‘’Then you also know this can’t continue like this,’’ the owl said.

Your fingers brushed against a thorn and you carefully cut it off, keeping your eyes on the rose. ‘’I know,’’ you murmured again, less confident.

Silence fell and it wasn't uncomfortable or tense, and your familiar didn’t push you. Runa lifted her head and stared at you before standing up, she staggered a little and came towards you, arriving in a few small steps and throwing herself against your chest. Your daughter snuggled up to you, as if she knew you needed that support. You started playing with her soft hair and let her comfort you, hugging her close.

‘’He deserves to know,’’ Soomin broke the silence, still gently but with a firmness behind it. ‘’She’s different. It’s not gonna stop at floating toys, dear. She knows.’’

You shook your head and clung tighter to your baby out of pure instinct. ‘’What do I even tell him? I’m… I’m scared,’’ you whispered, letting out a breathless, dry laugh. ‘’He thinks there’s a ghost in the house and he’s so worried. The other day he arrived with candles and put salt at the entrances. How’s he gonna react when I tell him we’re witches?’’

‘’That’s different,’’ Soomin said, hopping closer to you. ‘’You don’t see it because you’re scared.’’

You looked at her and felt a burning your eyes, blinking to clear away tears before they could fully form.

‘’He might fear what he doesn’t understand,’’ she continued calmly, ‘’but not what he loves. You and Runa are his family, and he loves you. That will not change. You have to tell him.’’

‘’I know,’’ you whispered, even if your chest tightened.

‘’You can’t hold her magic for long,’’ Soomin scolded you gently, big eyes round and softer. ‘’You can’t hide that forever. I can feel her magic and it’s not small. That little witch of yours is special. And it’s so similar to yours, you know?’’ She paused. ‘’It grows everyday.’’

You swallowed and looked down at Runa, who lifted her pretty eyes and smiled at you. Something small and delicate touched your magic, and you exhaled slowly, realizing it was her. Hers was small, but she reached for yours without hesitation, as if she knew exactly where you kept it. Her little hand took yours and she laughed, and as Runa's voice drifted through the small rose garden, more flowers began to bloom around you.

The moonlight filtered through her bedroom window, and you watched her sleep, occasionally glancing at the vase you'd placed there with the flowers she'd made bloom, real and perfect. Your eyes counted her breaths again, watching her chest rise and fall, the way she wrinkled her little nose after stretching, and the heavy sigh as she snuggled closer to her stuffed animal.

You didn't need to turn around to know; you knew your husband was approaching. His warmth and presence enveloped you, standing behind you and embracing you. Neither of you said anything, simply looking at Runa.

‘’For someone who hates naps, she really loves sleeping,’’ Niki whispered in your ear, fearing waking her up. ‘’She looks so peaceful.’’

You just nodded and smiled slightly, enjoying the silence. But inside, everything you'd been holding in was about to spill over the edges, threatening to drown you. It was the weight of your best-kept secret, dragging you down with it and simultaneously pushing you to the very edge. Either way, there were no more options, nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide.

Your fingers, which had been gripping the edge of the crib as if it were about to disappear, relaxed, slowly letting go.

‘’Niki,’’ you started, voice low and soft. ‘’There’s something I need to tell you.’’

Niki turned his head towards you immediately, listening. He did that thing he always did when you wanted to say what was on your mind; he waited. He didn't ask questions, interrupt you, or make a joke. He waited for you to gather your thoughts and decide what to say, his sharp eyes watching you intently.

‘’It’s not a ghost,’’ you started and sighed heavily. ‘’There’s nothing in the house, my love. Trust me, the house isn't haunted,’’ you added, chucking a little nervously. You swallowed and made a pause, biting your lip. ‘’It’s her. And, well, me.’’

‘’Runa? You?’’ Niki frowned, clearly not following the idea. The way he looked at you made you shudder for a second, as if what you said had no place in his brain.

He noticed the way your face fell and the same thing happened in his expression, immediately approaching you and cradling your face with concern. ‘’I don’t—,’’ he stopped, looking into your watering eyes. ‘’I don’t understand. What’s wrong?’’

‘’We’re witches,’’ you whispered quietly.

For a long minute, you and your husband simply blinked at each other, as the word floated—ironically—between you, until it fell and Niki let out a sort of incredulous laugh or breath. His eyes traveled from you, to Runa, back to you, to the floor, and then he closed them, shaking his head.

“…Okay,” he said slowly, carefully. “Okay, wait.”

You nodded, your hands around his wrists, anchoring him.

‘’You’re saying,’’ Niki started, ‘’that… everything that happened…?’’

‘’It’s magic,’’ you shrugged, like it was the simplest thing. ‘’She’s discovering her powers. She was playing with her toys and she was the one who called all those bunnies,’’ you started to hurriedly spill the truth, but even then, it was evident how your voice blossomed with affection when you spoke of her so freely. ‘’Runa’s a witch and so do I.’’

You didn't know what to expect. Niki didn't move away, didn't scream, didn't laugh hysterically, and didn't ask if it was a joke. He tilted his head back slightly and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. His confusion hadn't completely disappeared, but it wasn't bitter; it was as if it had mended itself and begun searching for more answers in the past. As if Niki were replaying moments and the pieces were beginning to fall into place.

The old memories took on a new meaning, a new understanding. You weren’t lying to him.

‘’That time,” he murmured, almost to himself. “When the power went out at your place, but only in your room…”

You didn’t interrupt him.

‘’When we met,’’ Niki breathed, ‘’and you talked about that lunar cycle and how— how you couldn't lie. And that time when…’’ his voice dropped, ‘’when we saw those cats in the store and then there were so many on the porch…’’

Niki seemed to be connecting dots that until then had only been isolated situations. Situations he hadn't given much thought to. That lived in the background of his mind, floating aimlessly, without a common thread. But that now made all too much sense.

‘’I was scared to tell you,’’ you confessed, softly and still unsure.

He was still processing everything, but his touch didn't turn cold or pull away. Niki's hands fell to your waist, squeezing it lightly.

‘’So there’s no ghost,” he said after a moment, like he needed to confirm at least one thing.

You shook your head faintly. “No ghost.”

‘’That’s… actually a relief,’’ he said under his breath.

You nodded and waited.

Niki let out a small, breathy laugh, dragging a hand down his face. “Okay. Okay, so—” he shook his head slightly, like he was trying to reorganize his entire understanding of reality. “My wife is a witch. My daughter is a witch.”

‘’Well, yes.’’

‘’It’s a lot,’’ he admitted.

You couldn’t help the small, nervous smile that tugged at your lips. “Yeah. I know, Nishimura.’’

He was quiet again, but this time it wasn’t heavy. It was thoughtful. His gaze drifted back to Runa, still sleeping peacefully in her crib, completely unaware of the conversation unfolding beside her. Niki’s lips twitched, a small smile threatening to take form.

‘’She did all that? Make things levitate? She called all those animals?’’ He asked softly, nodding towards her.

You followed his eyes and hummed slowly. ‘’Yes.’’

He gazed at her silently for a long, intense moment, during which his sharp eyes softened, as they always did when he looked at her. He nodded and took a step forward, caressing Runa's little hand that was sticking out from under her blanket with the gentleness of someone who knew he had his whole world in front of him.

‘’Okay,’’ he said. Simple and quiet. No denial or disbelief, or anger or sadness. Something quite close to acceptance, maybe not perfect, but definitely real.

After a second, he reached for your hand, his fingers curling around yours instinctively, grounding himself in something he knew was true and his.

‘’O-okay?’’ You repeated, staring at him like he might disappear in thin air in any second.

‘’You’re still you, baby,’’ he whispered, resting his forehead against yours. He looked down at you, his thumb brushing your cheek carefully. ‘’It must have been difficult, isn't it? Keeping this to yourself?’’

You nodded again, feeling your throat tighten.

‘’My brave girl,’’ Niki said, caging you in his arms. You buried your face in his chest and inhaled his scent shakily, clinging to him with the last traces of fear still lingering in your body. ‘’Why didn't you tell me? You thought it would upset me?’’

‘’Yeah,’’ you murmured, your voice breaking a little. ‘’Time just passed and— I don’t know. Didn’t know how to,’’ you sniffed, trying to find the words. ‘’It was never the right moment and then… things just keep on moving. University, work, and our marriage, and Runa— we build something together. I couldn't lose all of that. I couldn't lose you,’’ you whispered.

Niki gently but firmly pulled you away to look into your eyes before kissing you hard. You made a surprised noise against his lips, but he didn't stop, kissing you until your body relaxed against his, until he stole all your breath and swept away your fears one kiss at a time.

‘’You could never lose me,’’ Niki swore, pressing his lips against your jaw, your temple, every corner he could kiss. ‘’Lose us. I love you. You understand?’’

‘’I love you too,’’ you whispered back, heart beating fast. ‘’So much, Nishimura.’’

Niki hugged you and you both held each other, him stroking your back until the tension left your body. You closed your eyes and rested your ear against his heart.

Sometime in the early morning, when it was still dark and Runa's crying startled them both, it was Niki who picked her up. Her pout faded quickly, and she snuggled against her dad's chest, her eyes half-closed, a few tears clinging to her long lashes. Niki gently massaged her back until her breathing calmed, and she let out a heavy sigh.

‘’Your mom said you’re strong already,’’ Niki murmured, sitting on the rocking chair with Runa already falling asleep. The baby blinked sleepily towards him and little by little her eyelids drooped, but her grip on Niki's shirt did not loosen. ‘’You made your blocks float? All by yourself? You’re so smart, Runa.’’

Runa obviously said nothing, already asleep and safe in Niki's arms. He smiled down at her.

‘’I knew you were special, princess. The day you were born was different. Everyone says it’s because I’m your dad and I’m biased, but I’m not. You made the world better that day. I could feel it.’’

He gently brushed his knuckles across the baby's cheeks, wiping away the traces of her crying, and continued rocking her slowly. He placed a kiss on her head, careful not to wake her.

‘’I don’t care if you’re a witch,’’ he said quietly, almost reverent. ‘’It doesn’t change anything. You could destroy the entire world and I’ll still believe you’re an angel,’’ Niki whispered into the darkness, a faint smile tugging at his lips. ‘’I just care that you’re happy. And healthy.’’

His hold on her tightened just slightly—not enough to wake her, just enough to anchor her closer.

“And I’m always going to take care of you,” he added, his voice steady, certain. “That’s my job. I’m your dad.”

Hours later, Niki was outside watching the sunrise. A coffee mug in his hand, enjoying the silence and the way the world was waking up, the sun was gaining strength, some birds were already singing, the clouds were parting to reveal a new, blue sky. The town was still asleep, but he hadn't been able to sleep a wink all night. Niki's mind hadn't stopped for a moment, stuck in replaying all those things he had overlooked but that had remained, somehow, waiting to be discovered.

Well, the fact that there wasn't a ghost was good news. He thought about his conversation with Heeseung and couldn't help but chuckle. He wondered if there were other things he'd overlooked, strange things he simply dismissed as part of living in Silverveil, but that perhaps others had noticed.

Witches. His daughter and his wife were witches. His baby could make things levitate, apparently. And he was okay with it. The thought didn't send Niki into panic, but he was more worried that she might get hurt. He wondered if there were forums for these kinds of situations. Maybe he should go to the sports shop and get a baby helmet— something moved.

Niki wasn't looking at anything in particular, but he definitely noticed the bushes at the edge of the backyard twitching as if something was there. He tensed up involuntarily—because, well, he'd been having a somewhat stressful few weeks—and shifted to the edge of his seat, suddenly alert.

The bushes shook again and then, as if nothing had happened, something small, long, and black walked out of them as if it owned the place. Niki blinked and deflated a little, recognizing the cat making his way towards him.

‘’Minhyung?’’ Niki said more to himself, because of course the cat didn’t answer him. ‘’What are you doing here?’’

The black cat just padded across the yard with quiet confidence, jumped up onto the other chair, and sat down neatly, tail curling around his paws like he had scheduled this meeting in advance.

Niki watched him, a little worried. ‘’Did they forget you outside or something?” He wondered, tilting his head slightly.

The cat sighed and looked at Niki completely unimpressed.

‘’Fucking finally, dude,’’ Minhyung said.

A beat passed. Niki stared at him for a long second, then he chuckled softly, shaking his head. Slowly, very slowly, he sat up straight in his chair and huffed, staring at the sky.

‘’No,’’ Niki said immediately.

Minhyung flicked his tail lazily. ‘’Yes.’’

Niki pointed at him. “No. No, we’re not doing this again. Get out.”

“Again?” Minghyung echoed, still unimpressed. “You mean the time I tried to tell you everything and you were too drunk to function?”

One of Niki’s eyes twitched.

“That was a dream,” he said firmly.

“It wasn’t,” the cat replied, equally firm. ‘’I think it’s pretty obvious it’s nooot,’’ he mockingly sang.

They stared at each other. And neither gave an inch, holding each other's gaze in a strangely competitive silence.

“You can talk,’’ Niki said.

‘’You’re quite observant,’’ Minhyung sassed.

‘’You’re a cat,’’ Niki groaned tiredly, dragging his hand down his face. ‘’I hate this town.’’

Minhyung took offense. ‘’Hey, you live with witches and I’m suddenly the problem?’’

“That’s different,” Niki shot back immediately. He gestured vaguely toward the house behind him. “That’s my family.’’

“And I’m Jake’s,” Minhyung replied dryly. ‘’So? What now, big guy?’’

Nishimura Riki sighed heavily and just accepted his fate, kind of. There was a pause and then he leaned forward slightly, squinting at the cat like he was trying to re-evaluate every life decision that had led him here.

‘’So you’ve been able to talk this whole time?” He asked.

‘’Don’t think about it too much,’’ Minhyung rolled his eyes. ‘’You’re gonna burn your last brain cells.’’

Niki clenched his teeth. ‘’You’re a fucking talking cat and I’m overreacting? That’s what you saying?’’

‘’You’ve known me for a while. Don’t be weird.’’

‘’That’s different,’’ Niki stressed. ‘’I’ve petted you and called you cute. You purred on me!’’

‘’You’re so dramatic, dude. I purr to whoever pets my ears. You’re not that special.’’

Niki felt a little offended and scoffed, looking at the side while crossing his arms. ‘’Good.’’

Minhyung studied Niki expectantly, like a king waiting for his jester's next trick, his black tail curling around his paws. ‘’I knew you'd be one of those who takes the news well. Or are you having an internal psychotic break?’’

‘’I’m not. Although perhaps a talking cat might do it,’’ he added with a huff.

The black cat did something between a chuckle and a meow. ‘’I'm excellent at conversation, you'll see. Do you know how hard it's been for me not to jump into your conversations and Jake's for years? It was about time.’’

‘’Really?’’

The cat nodded. ‘’You two often showed a tremendous lack of common sense.’’

‘’So it’s true. Cats are judgemental as fuck.’’

‘’It's part of my charm,’’ Minhyung laughed, settling more comfortably in the chair. ‘’So? What’s her expertise?’’

‘’What?’’

Minhyung looked at Niki with all the patience in the world trying not to sigh. ‘’The cute baby you have who always tries to squeeze me. What is its central energy?’’

Niki had no idea what he was talking about because his wife hadn't yet delved into the topic. He considered it for a few seconds and shrugged, without a clear answer. ‘’Runa can move objects with her mind. I think,’’ he added after a second.

Minhyung seemed totally pleased and perhaps even a little proud, but maybe it was the dim light on the porch playing tricks on him.

‘’That's good, and kinda rare. That little one is going to be powerful.’’

Niki sighed and found himself nodding, the corner of his mouth trembling slightly without him realizing it. He thought of his wife sleeping in their bed and the last secret she whispered to him, and their baby who summoned hundreds of rabbits because she like them, and his heart gave a strange turn— filled with pure adoration.

‘’I hope so,’’ Niki murmured, reaching out to stroke the cat's ears.

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