Silence For The Wounded

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Love and Deepspace

K-pop Demon Hunters

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

Days passed, you lost count of how long you were there. You barely slept, they had you restrained you in a way that was uncomfortable.  You refused to eat, you refused to follow what they told you. You knew it had been days but you weren't sure how many.

The door creaked open as usual. Down came the man you learned to hate. You figured out they rotated between people, every meal, every beating. It was always the save four people. You glared at the brown haired man in front of you. He looked like a stereotypical gym rat. He was nothing. If these chains came off you be able to beat his ass.

"You're going to die if you don't at least drink water." He grumbled, annoyed with your persist defiance. You looked up and glared.

"Eat shit." You grumbled. Your wrist hurt from the restraints. Your knees ached. Your arms felt numb. Bruises and cuts littered your skin, your clothes torn slightly.

"Listen here you bitch, we need to keep you alive." He shoved a bottle of water to your lips. You turned your head away but he grabbed your chin. He forced the water into your mouth but you spat it out at him.

You coughed a bit, choking on the water. You refused anything they gave you.

He got up and slammed the food down onto the floor in front of you. You looked at him, uninterested. This was daily, you had no fear for him. You had no fear for the rest of these pathetic excuses of men.

"I'll make you wish you weren't kept alive..." He growled, making you laugh at his attempt. You've seen worse.

Saturday, 4:37PM

"Where are you getting this information...?" Jinu grumbled at Romance's claim. They were all sitting in their living room.

"I'm saying that I know that guy worked at the restaurant we were at. I saw him giving her weird stares." Romance doubled down. He was sure of it. He remembered that day perfectly and he swore that man was the waiter.

"Do you even know what you're talking about? We can't even see his face." Jinu abruptly stood up. Everyone was on edge.

Baby let out an exasperated sigh. He leaned back and rolled his eyes. His legs kicked up onto the table. Everyone was pissing him off...

"Jeez old man. Who knows maybe he's onto something. I don't see you with any information do I? Mr leader?" Baby scoffed. Jinu's head snapped towards him. He didn't need to look over to feel the burning glare Jinu was giving him.

Jinu's nails dug into his palms. It took everything in him not to fight back Baby's comment.

"Baby is right... we don't have much but we can still try." Mystery agreed, slowly looking up. His hands were folded in his lap. He felt sick knowing you weren't safe. He missed you.

"It's still something, if not we keep looking." Abby stood up and walked to Jinu. He placed his hand on Jinu's shoulder but Jinu immediately turned around to face Abby. His patterns flashed as he hit Abby's hand away. He stepped back, breath heavy.

"Fine! But we're losing time doing this!" Jinu said begrudgingly. He hated they were right.

"We're losing time arguing over dumb shit." Baby said, further provoking an already worked up Jinu.

"You little- I'm going to beat your ass..." Jinu walked over to Baby. Baby stood up with a smirk and stood in front of Jinu.

"Try." Baby smirked before Romance stood up.

"Y/N is in danger and we're fighting? What are we doing?" Romance pushed Jinu away from Baby, standing in the middle. Abby grabbed Jinu before he attempted to lunge at Baby. Baby laughed, successfully getting Jinu mad.

Even if they were working together now, they were still competition.

"What can't-"

"That's enough."

Abby stopped Baby from going further. They were all worked up, at each other's throats but they had to deal with it.

"Whatever..." Baby grumbled, sitting back onto the couch. Mystery sighed, he stood up and walked past the chaos.

He walked into his room, tired of this nonsense. If they wouldn’t save you he would. Or at least try.

“We’ve checked basically every building in South Korea!” Zoey exclaimed, lying on the floor. They had split up to search but you were no where. Rumi took a seat on the couch then Mira draped herself across it.

“Where is she…” Rumi whispered, her eyes about to shut from exhaustion.

“Are we seriously giving up? What are you two doing?” Mira sat up. She roughly grabbed Rumi’s shoulder and shook her hard.

“Mir- hey calm down!” Zoey got up and pried Mira off Rumi.

“I’m sorry… I’m just really stressed…” Mira whispered and got up. She walked to her room, not wanting to accidentally do something she’d regret.

Mira laid in her bed, her phone in her hand but she didn’t have the motivation to even scroll. She stared at the screen that wasn’t on. She just saw her reflection staring back at her until a notification popped up.

???

XXXX XX street. Hidden door basement. Hurry

Mira looked at the notification until it processed. She shot up and put her phone in her pocket. She ran out to the living room.

“Zoey, Rumi!” Mira yelled but no one was there. She quickly checked their location to see they were searching your apartment. She grumbled but hurried to go to the location. She didn’t know how long she had.

Mystery was attempting to open the locks on the door. It was a struggle but he heard a pop then the door handle was able to turn. He opened it slightly.

“It’s you…” Mira mumbled, looking down at Mystery. They stared at each other until they heard a loud bang and what sounded like furniture scraping across the floor. Then a faint yell but it wasn’t your voice.

Mystery and Mira both ran down the steps. Even if Mira hated the Saja Boys if it meant saving you she’d put up with it.

There was a steel door at the bottom. It was locked again. Mystery grabbed the lock picking kit he had brought but Mira already had her Gok-do out. She slashed through the metal and they both pushed their way through.

Immediately Mira stopped, then the grip on her weapon tightened. Mystery was confused until he saw the scene.

What looked like your own blood was covering you and the floor. Your clothes were messy, some patches torn. The skin you were showing was bruised and even cut. Some guy was in front of you, grabbing your head by your hair. You looked like you were in pain but also taunting him.

Mystery immediately tackled him down, his claws dug into the person’s shoulders.

“You dare touch her…” Mystery growled, his voice sounding more demon the more he talked. His fangs grew longer and his claws sharper. His demon marks fully visible.

Mira ran over to you and cut off the chains then pulled you into her chest. She wrapped her arms around you, cradling you like you were the most precious thing on this earth. To her, maybe you were. No, you were.

“Y/n! Are you okay- no you’re not…” Mira quickly looked down to see your injuries. The smile on your face made her stomach turn. The injuries on you were from bruises to deliberate cigarettes burns.

“You’re overreacting. I’m fine.” You said, rolling your eyes as you sighed. You pushed yourself off of Mira. You stood up but stumbled a bit because of the was your legs were bent earlier. You leaned against the wall, ignoring the pain. You watched Mystery basically tear apart your kidnapper with a slight smile.

“Stop messing around, you need to come with me to the tower-”

“Actually she’d be safer with us.”

Mira heard the voice of Abby cut her off. She looked towards the stairs to see the rest of the Saja Boys. She instinctively grabbed you. She wrapped her arms around you, shielding you away.

“Mira off!” You yelled but she caged you in.

Mystery slowly stood up, bloodied by what he’d done.

“It’s true, she would do you should hand her over.” Jinu said with a sick smile. Mira was outnumbered but she wouldn’t give you up. She’d risk her life then give up.

“You’re all psychopaths!” Mira backed up, there was no other exit. Even though you thrashed in her arms she didn’t let you go.

“What am I? A object? Stop treating me like cattle and let me go!” You groaned in exhaustion. You wanted to go home and relax.

“Yeah hunter, let her go. She can choose.” Baby smirked, he walked forward. Mira wasn’t fooled, she hid you behind her. The look in their eyes were beyond sanity. There was no escaping so Mira wanted to buy time.

“Y/n… run…” Mira whispered before letting go and walking forward.

“Wait what- why-?”

“I’d rather you fight for her. I bet I can beat all of you at once.”

Mira held out her weapon, Jinu scoffed. You glanced between them then in a blink of an eye they were at each other. You didn’t know why Mira said that but you ran. You made it halfway up the stairs before you were tripped.

You were prepared to hit the floor but you didn’t. Instead you were pulled against someone’s chest.

“Where are you going, love?” Romance whispered into your ear. You were about to say something but his hand covered your mouth.

“Now, you don’t wanna let little miss hunter know we got you. Relax, I’ll keep you safe.” Romance’s voice was sickly sweet. His smile was too wide. You attempted to push him away but he was stronger. No matter if you were the strongest human he was demon.

He carried you outside, his arms like steel bands. Then someone approached.

“Done? About time.” Baby rolled his eyes. He walked over and stuck something sharp into your arm, then pulled it out.

You let out a muffle yell but your arm tingled. Slowly you lost the ability to move, then your eyes shut. You could still hear and feel, though that wouldn’t last long.

“Don’t put her in the trunk.” Romance scoffed, his arms were tighter around you.

“Where else? Huh?” Jinu grumbled.

“It’s fine I’ll hold her.” Romance huffed.

“You get to hold her? Says who?” Baby said in an annoyed tone.

“Me.” Romance responded.

It felt like you were moved into the car. Your head rested against Romance’s shoulder, body slumped against him.

“Poor love… we’ll help you soon…” Romance whispered.

“We took care of Mira.” It was really muffled but you thought it was Abby.

Wait took care of Mira? Did that mean… no… NO

Sorry I was gone! I got overwhelmed but I’ll try to be more consistent.

I got my phone taken away… I’m on my school laptop 😭

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Finally you had just coaxed your son to sleep. It had been two hours of crying but he was asleep. He was four months old so it was a struggle to put him down. You laid there for a little bit, smiling at him until you jumped a bit. In the living room you heard loud music. The baby stirred, you hushed him. You slipped out of bed, still in your pajamas to see Zoey and your thirteen year old daughter having a rap battle…

“Hey loves… can we turn it down a bit? I just put down the baby.” You asked, right as Zoey yelled back some lyrics at your daughter.

“But mom it’s getting good…” She whined into the microphone. Instead of turning it down Zoey giggled and backed her up.

“Come on! You should watch!” Zoey smiled, then nudging her to say a verse back.

It irked you slightly that they ignored your question but you knew how they could get. Your daughter certainly acted like her mother. You shook your head, glancing at them then the speakers. You would watch if you hadn’t been through hell putting down your son.

“I just put down (name) and he’s going to wake up if you keep this on…” You muttered, your exhaustion evident. You only wanted them to turn it down, you weren’t asking much.

“Mommmmmm…” Your daughter whined into between her turns, making Zoey laugh.

“Come on y/n I’m teaching her to be the next big rapper!” Zoey grinned. They went back to basically yelling at each other. You couldn’t do it anymore, your son could wake up at any time. You glanced back at the speakers then had an idea.

You walked over to the outlet, grabbing the plug and pulling it. The music abruptly stopped and the microphones stopped working.

“Wait- no did the speakers stop working?” Zoey tapped her microphone, looking around in confusion then her eyes landed on you.

“I don’t know…” Your daughter mumbled before noticing Zoey’s fixed gaze. She followed her mother’s gaze to land on you. Your face was one of annoyance. You crossed your arms, dropping the plug.

“If you want a rap battle so bad do it outside!” You yelled, not loud enough to wake up the baby.

“Mom I’m sorry we’ll stop!” Your daughter pleaded before feeling Zoey’s hand on her wrist. She glanced at Zoey then at you. Your expression scared her slightly, she could tell you were upset.

“Outside, now.” You commanded, making Zoey shrink a bit. Zoey let out a small sigh of defeat and started walking to the door.

Once they were outside the door was shut behind them, then they heard the baby start crying again. Zoey sheepishly laughed. She didn’t want to upset you more but she accidentally woke him up.

“How about grabbing some food at this dinner until y/n calms down…” Zoey suggested, making your daughter nod, feeling a bit bad.

“Yeah… maybe we can make it up to mom somehow…” She agreed. Zoey tugged her along to the car, getting in and starting it. Zoey drove down the road, knowing the way by memory. They both chatted about random things during the drive.

When they got out seemingly everyone knew Zoey but not in the usual idol way. She was greeted warmly and led to a very specific table. It seemed odd for two people to be sat in the back, in a booth. The server knew Zoey’s order, only your daughter had to choose and order.

“Hey mom?” She asked, slightly puzzled by the observation. Zoey looked over, she had a different expression on her face but your daughter couldn’t quite tell what it was.

“Yes honey?” Zoey answered with a smile. It wasn’t her usual smile, it was softer, reminiscent.

“Why are people acting differently?” She asked, noticing the recognition but not the excitement that fans usually had. Zoey chuckled, leaning her head onto her hand.

“This is where I met your mother. We were both younger and she was a server.” Zoey explained. She remembered the day she met you. The way you recognized her but didn’t act like an insane fan. She fell immediately. Your uniform fit perfectly and your voice was velvety smooth.

“She was?” Your daughter asked. It was hard to imagine her stay at home mother being a waitress. The mother she knew was gentle and kind but also had a bite to her.

“Most definitely. This was her section.” Zoey giggled, picking up her phone, scrolling through pictures until she found what she was looking for. It was a photo she took of you captioned ‘I think I’m in love’. You didn’t even seem to notice Zoey take that picture. You were talking to Rumi who was across from where the picture was taken.

“Woah…” Your daughter mumbled, you looked different. Your hair was perfectly styled and you were in the restaurant’s uniform. She would have never imagined you like this.

“I know right! Your mother was and still is beautiful.” Zoey squealed. Zoey remembered perfectly how she was terrified to talk to you despite being the most famous idol. She remembered how her face felt warm when you gave her that smile after taking her order.

Their food came out, they both started eating.

“Can I hear how more?” Your daughter asked hesitantly. She wanted to know how it came to be. She was curious about how her parents got together.

“Absolutely!” Zoey smiled.

“May I take your order?” You asked, you knew who the idols in front of you were but you didn’t draw attention to it. You knew how tiring it was to be recognized in public, not having any breathing room.

“Can I get the _?”

“This _ looks good.”

Rumi and Mira both ordered but Zoey was frozen. The dim glow of the restaurant lighting hit your face perfectly. She couldn’t speak, she blushed when she heard you talk to her directly.

“Did you need a minute?” You asked, your voice soft. Zoey could have melted right then and there. Zoey scrambled to grab the menu.

“Ah-! N-No! Can I uh… the _?” Zoey blurted out the first thing she saw. You chuckled, the sound of your laugh made Zoey’s face burn in embarrassment. But you didn’t laugh at her in a rude way, it was more sweet. It made Zoey want to hide away but also talk to you more.

“Of course, I’ll bring those right out to you.” You wrote it down, walking away. Zoey slumped a bit when she saw you walk away. She sighed, one of yearning.

“Woah Zoey what was that?” Mira teased, nudging Zoey. Rumi laughed a bit, watching Zoey cover her face and sink down in embarrassment.

“Wait… you like her don’t you.” Rumi concluded, earning a groan from Zoey.

“Shut up…” Zoey huffed, peeking out from behind her fingers. She couldn’t deny it though. It was love at first sight. She was infatuated by you. Just from that short interaction. You made her feel normal. There was something about the way you carried yourself that made Zoey want to know you.

“Here you go.” You brought out the tray after a while. You set down the food. You leaned over to put down Zoey’s food and she caught a bit of your perfume. The scent drove her mad. She blushed hard.

“T-thank you!” Zoey shyly giggled. You looked directly at her. Just the fact you were looking at her made Zoey nervous.

“It’s nothing, love. Let me know if you need anything.” You tucked the empty tray under your arm. You calling her that made her stomach flutter. She nodded, letting you walk away then she squealed.

“Help me…” Zoey muttered, leaning back. Mira shook her head and Rumi laughed again.

“Zoey talk to her.” Mira suggested, in which Zoey violently shook her head. She was flustered from just a look from you.

“No way! She probably is into guys or something! She probably has a boyfriend…” Zoey shoved food into her mouth. She wanted to distract herself from you but the thought of you liking anyone else made her heart ache.

“You’re Zoey from Huntr/x! Just try!” Rumi encouraged, starting to eat.

“Nuh uh! No way!” Zoey huffed, continuing to eat. Mira sighed picking at her food. She knew Zoey wouldn’t budge.

“Whatever…” Mira murmured.

“Here’s the check.” You placed it down. Your movements ever so graceful. Zoey hadn’t met anyone to make her feel like this. Zoey was the one to take it. She put down some money.

“Keep the rest, you deserve it!” Zoey squeaked, turning her head away in embarrassment.

“Really? Thank you so much!” You grinned as you accepted it. Zoey looked up at you with a wobbly smile. She felt happy you accepted it. She felt happy at your smile.

“It’s nothing I swear!” Zoey stood up, sending you a smile before grabbing her stuff and leaving alongside the rest of the girls.

“But you didn’t talk to mom much.” Your daughter muttered in confusion. Zoey was only just flustered by you, nothing more.

“Well yeah, but I went there almost every day. That’s just how I met her.” Zoey chuckled at your daughter’s confusion.

“Also aunt Rumi and Mira told you to talk to her!” She huffed, annoyed too at Zoey’s hesitation to talk to you.

“Well-! She was scary okay!” Zoey justified weakly before letting out a small sigh.

“But there’s more to it…”

“Hey uh y/n?” Zoey quietly muttered your name before she left. You were at the host stand, chatting with the host.

“Oh hey Zoey, need anything?” You asked, standing straighter than before. Zoey’s face burned, she didn’t want to say what was on her mind but she blurted it out.

“ITHINKYOUREREALLYCUTEANDIWANNAGOOUTWITHYOU!” (I think you’re really cute and I wanna go out with you). Zoey covered her mouth in embarrassment. She held her phone out to the contacts page. You glanced at her phone then Zoey. You couldn’t help but laugh softly at her nervousness. You felt the blush creep onto your face, Zoey noticed. She wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing.

“I think you’re cute too…” You whispered, taking the phone and putting your number in. You gave her the phone back, fingers brushing against each others. It was a cliche moment but Zoey didn’t care. She froze at the contact but took her phone back.

“Thank you!” Zoey giggled, her eyes lit up. She impulsively hugged you but as quick as she hugged you she pulled away.

Zoey basically ran out of the restaurant, proud of herself for actually asking.

“Mira this looks good right? Please tell me I look decent?” Zoey readjusted her clothes for the thousandth time. She didn’t know if it was too much or too little. Maybe she needed different eyeshadow or lipstick. It was just a date, it’s fine!

“Zoey you look fine.” Mira groaned, watching Zoey do a little spin in the mirror.

“No I don’t! I need a different jacket.” Zoey rummaged through the closet. She grabbed a different jacket and put it on.

“This is the one!” Zoey exclaimed. She turned to Mira with a huge grin.

“And you’re going to be late.” Mira chuckled, showing Zoey the time. She immediately grabbed her bag and phone, almost tripping over the clothes scattered on the floor.

“WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME SOONER?!” Zoey exclaimed, running to the door and clumsily pulling oh her shoes. Mira followed calmly, her lips curved in amusement.

“Because you were having a moment.” Mira sighed, patting Zoey’s shoulder.

“You’ll be fine.” Mira sighed but Zoey already slammed the door shut.

Zoey rushed into the elevator, the elevator felt like forever. She quickly headed to the shop where you both agreed to meet in front of.

“You’re late.” You chuckled. Zoey gave a sheepish smile.

“Sorry… I lost track of time.” Zoey muttered, not wanting to admit she had been stressing over what to do for your first date.

“It’s alright, come on.” You smiled back, taking her hand. Your hand felt soft. She had been dying to hold your hand for weeks. The lights of the city graced your form like a goddess here to bless her. She wondered what she did to deserve this moment.

“Right-! Yeah!” Zoey followed. The streets were full of vendors, food stands. It was busy tonight.

You looked around in awe. It smelled good, there were lights everywhere. You never really had much time to yourself, let alone time to go here. Even though you were looking at the things around you Zoey had her eyes fixated on one thing, you. She watched your face light up when you saw things you liked. She let you drag her along to food stands, vendors.

“Zoey look at this.” You smiled, showing her a stuffed animal from a vendor. You looked so excited it melted Zoey’s heart. She was completely in love.

She saw you look at the price tag. You hid your disappointment with another smile and put it down. You lived on a waitress’s salary. You didn’t have enough money for it. That broke Zoey’s heart.

When you distracted yourself with a dog that walked by Zoey snuck away and bought it.

“Y/n…?” Zoey whispered, standing beside you. The plush was tucked under her arm.

“Yes?” You asked, tilting your head slightly. Zoey shyly presented you with the plushie. Instead of immediately taking it you smiled and almost tackled Zoey down with a hug.

“You’re so sweet Zoey!” You exclaimed. The fact you were so happy made Zoey flustered. She hugged you back, savoring the feeling of your body against hers.

“It’s just a stuffed animal.” Zoey chuckled and squeezed you before letting go. She gave it to you and watched as you held it your chest.

“And I’ll take care of it…” you whispered softly.

The night progressed and you both sat down on a bench to take a break from walking. Your head rested on Zoey’s shoulder. It made her feel like a school girl with a crush again.

“Can I ask something…?” Zoey muttered, reaching over to hesitantly take your hand. She intertwined your fingers together.

“Anything.” You responded, looking down at your hands. Zoey nervously smiled.

“Are we anything…? Is this too fast? That was dumb! Forget I even said anything…” Zoey said, feeling like a flustered idiot. She so desperately wanted you to like her, she wanted you to be hers even if it was just the first date.

“Of course we are.” Your words reassured Zoey. She nodded, scared to mess up but at the same time felt like she couldn’t mess up around you.

“You and mom are so sweet…” Your daughter chuckled, sipping on her soda. She saw how happy Zoey was when she talked about your first date.

“It’s so silly how scared I was, I should have relaxed.” Zoey laughed alongside her. She picked up the dessert menu.

“Want anything?” Zoey asked which made her whole face light up.

“Chocolate milkshake!” She grinned. Zoey waved down the waiter. She ordered for the both of them. But your daughter had another burning question.

“Was there any day that stood out?” She asked curiously. Zoey nodded, her face visibly lit up in excitement.

“Our first anniversary!”

It was your first anniversary since dating. You had just gotten off work and came home to your apartment. You unlocked the door to see Zoey already in there.

She was on a stool hanging up a banner that said ‘happy anniversary!’ She had decorations and rose petals set up. She had a cake on the table. She had a few wrapped gifts on the table as well. She struggled to tie up the banner but she finally did. You watched quietly, it was cute to see her do this.

Zoey didn’t hear you sneak up behind her but when she turned around she saw you and jumped. She lost her footing and fell.

“Y/n-!”

“Darling!”

You caught her but you both fell back. She was in your arms and you were on the floor under her. You both started giggling then that turned into a laughing fit.

“I can’t believe you.” Zoey said inbetween her laughs. You pulled her down, causing her to press against your chest.

“We agreed to meet at your place!” You tried to act annoyed but the joy in your voice was hard to ignore. You were still in your work uniform, your hair messily tied up.

“I couldn’t wait!” Zoey huffed, getting off you. You both sat up. You kissed her cheek, she pecked your lips in response.

“Happy anniversary, love.” You both stood up. She brushed a stray hair behind your ear. She never thought she’d ever get with you let alone be together for a full year. It felt like yesterday when she met you. It didn’t feel that long since she took you on your first date, first kiss, confessed.

“Happy anniversary babe.” Zoey looked at you lovingly. She brought you to the table.

“These are for you!” Zoey squealed.

“I know it’s not that much but I have something for you…” you said sheepishly. You walked into your room then came back. You handed her two small boxes.

“You’re so sweet!” Zoey was happy you got her something. She knew you barely got by with your salary so you buying her anything made her feel loved, wanted, appreciated. Even more than she had before.

When she opened the first one it was a single glass rose. There was a handwritten note that said ‘when this flower wilts I will stop loving you’. Zoey felt her face heat up at the gift. She took it out of the box, carefully holding it up to the light to admire it. She carefully put it back on the cushion in the box.

Zoey then slowly opened the second box. It was a handmade turtle sculpture. It was made of clay, glazed in a way that made the shell look like a frozen pond. The colors were beautiful. To think, you spent time doing this.

Zoey looked at you with absolute love and happiness. She didn’t even let you finish opening what she had gotten you before tugging you into her arms.

“Thank you! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!” Zoey laughed freely. She nuzzled her face into your neck. She squeezed you tight in her arms, not letting you go. She kissed your cheek repeatedly.

“You’re welcome Zoey…” You melted at her happiness. You hugged her back, turning your head to gently kiss her lips.

“You’re the best…” Zoey whispered. She leaned her head onto your shoulder.

“Only for you.” You whispered back softly.

You both ended up cuddling on the couch the rest of the night, feeding each other cake.

“When I’m older I want to love like you and mom…” Your daughter said, recognizing the items from the story as the items displayed in the living room. She sipped on her milkshake.

“I’m sure you’ll find love like this! If it’s not like this then don’t settle for it.” Zoey said in a matter of fact tone.

“What about your proposal?” She asked, looking down at Zoey’s wedding ring. Zoey also looked down with a fond smile. She touched the ring with a smile.

“It was one of the best days of my life…”

It was a busy shift for you. Zoey was there with the girls eating in your section. You wanted nothing more than to crash into Zoey’s arms.

You were called down by Zoey.

“Is there something wrong my love?” You asked. Rumi and Mira looked oddly excited. Zoey looked nervous again, an expression you learned.

“Yes there is…” Zoey stood up. Her hand slipped into her pocket. Then she knelt. Your eyes widened, knowing what was happening. Your hands clamped over your mouth, you stepped back. People turned to see what was happening.

“Y/n L/n… I’ve been in love with you from the very first glance. I wake up beside you and fall asleep beside you. I wish to do that every day. I want to make you happy on good days and on bad days. I want to be there for you, forever… will you be my forever?” Zoey asked, opening the box to show you the pristine ring. It was exactly what you wanted, it was the exact one you’ve dreamt of.

“Oh my god…” you felt the tears well up in your eyes before collapsing into Zoey. Your face buried into Zoey’s neck. The people around you clapped. The idol was engaged to the person she loved most.

“Yes, yes absolutely… I love you so much…” You said in Zoey’s arms. You pulled away slightly. She took your hand and slid the ring onto your finger. It fit perfectly. Zoey took your face in her hands, cupping it gently. She then pulled you in for a passionate kiss. This felt unreal to her, she never thought going to a restaurant after their performance would lead to this. If it had been a day you weren’t working this never would have happened but she was thankful for it.

“The thing that was wrong was you still had your last name…” Zoey whispered with a smile. She took the ring and slipped it onto your finger.

You were to stunned to speak, you looked at the ring on your finger then back at your now fiancée. You hugged her again, giggling the whole time with her. People around you clapped, recorded. Rumi and Mira congratulated you but Zoey saw one person, you.

“That’s so sweet!” Your daughter squealed while Zoey showed her pictures of the proposal. You both looked so happy.

“I know! It was this exact table where we met and where I proposed.” Zoey smiled. She scrolled through her phone and showed a picture of you both at your wedding.

“Why didn’t you guys tell me before!” Your daughter whined, finishing her milkshake.

“Because we didn’t think you’d want to listen to all this.” Zoey shrugged causing your daughter to pout and give Zoey a small glare. She had your scariness but cuter.

“I would have!” She huffed, crossing her arms.

“You did now!” Zoey smiled and stood up. She left some cash on the table as a tip. Usually she wasn’t charged but she still left a tip big enough to cover the bill and more.

“I think mom’s calmed down now.” Your daughter said as they walked to the car.

“Hopefully… if not we can go out and I can tell you even more stories of when we were younger.” Zoey said with a smile.

When they arrived home they both quietly snuck through the door. It was dead silence. When then turned the corner into you and Zoey’s bedroom they saw you sleeping besides the baby.

Your daughter smiled. She quietly walked over and slipped under the covers into your arms. She snuggled up to you and you unconsciously tightened your arms around her.

It’s been stressful lately… the Saja Boys, the Honmoon, Rumi being a demon. But finally you and Mira had a chance to relax now that it was all over.

You and Mira sat on the roof of Huntr/x’s tower. It was chilly so you were both snuggled up under a blanket. Your limbs both tangled together, her arms around you, your head leaned onto her shoulder. Mira missed this, Mira missed your body pressed against her side.

The wind brushed against both of your figures. She felt the way you shivered slightly when the coolness hit you both. The wind ruffled your hair as you pressed your face into her neck with a small whine.

Mira chuckled and looked over at you. Her gaze softened. All this fighting, chaos, stress, but you made it worth it. Knowing she could come home to you made her happy. She’d go through it all again if it meant for you to be hers forever. Just to see your smile. The way you didn’t even try to look good in this moment but still did made Mira feel warm. Just the way you effortlessly captured her gaze made Mira melt. The city lights perfectly lit up your face, reflecting off your eyes beautifully. She couldn’t help but feel as if she fell in love all over again just looking at you.

“Cold?” Mira whispered, her lips curved into a gentle smile. She reached you to touch your cheek lightly with her fingers.

“Not with you here…” You muttered, leaning into her warmth. Mira chuckled at your words, you made her blush just with simple words.

“Smooth… are you just leeching off my warmth?” Mira teased, threading her fingers through your hair. You giggled and hid your face into Mira’s neck. You wrapped your arms around her waist.

“No… maybe…” you murmured.

“Liar…” Mira thought you were being adorable. There wasn’t a day she hadn’t thought that.

“I’ve been doing it since day one.” You huffed, pulling away to look at her. Her heart melted at the smile you had on your face. She loved that she was the one to make you happy, make you smile. She pulled you flush against her side and cupped your face with one hand. She slipped the other around your waist again.

“And every time you touch me you make me crave more… your touch makes me weak… your voice makes me fall all over again…” Mira whispered into your ear. Her breath was warm, contrasting with the cold night air.

“You make me feel special in ways I never felt…” Mira turned her head then pressed her lips to your cheek. She heard you laugh softly, she loved that noise. She wished for that to be the sound she woke up to, fell asleep to, heard on a bad day, heard on a good day. She was absolutely smitten.

“Because you are special, you’re special to me, love.” You turned to look at her, your noses touched.

“Stop making me blush like this…” Mira whined, leaning onto you this time. She buried her face into your neck, tugging you closer. You sighed then lightly stroked her hair. It was down, unstyled but she looked even more beautiful in your eyes.

“I’m just saying I love you…” you whispered then kissed the top of her head. Mira pulled the blanket over you both, noticing it slip slightly.

“I love you too… now shush and let me have this moment.” Mira muttered, kissing your neck softly. She let her eyes flutter closed. She felt safe in the arms of her love. The one who had her heart.

You were in your shared apartment. The sun had set and you were outside on the balcony. You admired the city lights, enjoying the way the lights sparkled. You didn’t notice the noise of the door sliding open, or someone’s feet pad towards you. That was until you felt the warmth press against your back.

“Good evening Mystery.” You chuckled, leaning into his arms. Mystery let out a tired grumble and wrapped his arms around you. He crossed them over your stomach and pressed his face into the back of your neck.

“Evening… missed you…” Mystery mumbled, his lips brushed against your neck as he spoke. His voice was rough with tiredness. He had JUST got done with rehearsals. His demon marks followed faintly, he didn’t mind you seeing his true form, he enjoyed it.

“Missed you too, love.” You said softly, your hands rested on top of his. Mystery let out a small whine and snuggled into you closer, stealing your warmth as the cold night air brushed past both your forms.

Mystery let himself melt into your back, he needed your affection after his busy day as an idol.

The wind blew past again, he shivered slightly and tightened his grip on you.

“Cold?” You asked softly, tilting your head to glance at him. Mystery nodded silently. His hair covered his eyes still.

“Come here.” You whispered, turning around to face him. You barely got a chance to open your arms for him before he crashed into you. His body falling limp against yours. His head found its place in the crook of your neck. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close. He breathed out a sigh of relief, missing your warmth.

You laughed softly at his clinginess. One of your arms wrapped around his waist and the other cradled his head against you. Mystery let out a satisfied purr. It felt like you were shielding him away from the world. Away from idol life. He pressed a chaste kiss to your neck as a thank you. You smiled then rested your cheek on the top of his head while you looked back at the lights.

“Stay… please…” Mystery murmured softly. He felt comfortable enough you lean onto you, he trusted you fully. Your touch was addicting.

“I will, don’t worry.” You reassured, lightly stroking his hair. Mystery melted at your affection. He leaned his head into your hand. His eyes fluttered shut. Mystery let out a small sigh, tension leaving his shoulders.

“Tired?” You asked, noticing his slow movements, his quiet voice.

“Exhausted…” Mystery nodded softly. He looked up at you, his eye peeking out from under his hair. He saw the way the city lights shone onto your face. You looked stunning. The moon reflected onto your figure perfectly. You looked like a goddess in his eyes. His heart throbbed with affection for you.

“Alright you overgrown cat.” You teased, earning a groan from Mystery. You placed your arms under his legs and behind his back and lifted him into your arms. He made a huff of protest at you carrying him but didn’t fight it. His head fell against your shoulder.

Mystery relaxed when you stepped into the warm apartment. The cold air getting shut out by the door. You walked into his room and set him onto his bed, tucking him into his blankets.

Mystery whined at the loss of contact as he watched you pull away. You sighed and kissed his forehead.

“Goodnight love.” You whispered. You walked out of his room, turning off the lights and shutting the door.

Mystery almost never spent the nights in his own room. He’d magically find his way to your bed. You’d find him asleep beside you or tangled with you. His room was basically untouched, he spent most of his time with you.

After a few minutes Mystery sat up. He missed your warmth, your touch.

His bare feet padded along the hallway quietly until he reached your room. He saw it was unlocked, a thing you did because you knew he loved to cuddle with you.

You were scrolling on your phone when Mystery came in. He walked over and slid into your arms, in between you and your phone screen. He looked up at you, his bangs falling out of his face. You put your phone down and reached up to brush his hair out of his face more neatly.

“Better?” You asked which Mystery hummed in approval. He pressed his forehead against yours, needing all the attention you’d give him.

Mystery looked into your eyes, they were beautiful to him. He reached up to touch your cheek. His thumb brushed against your cheekbone. His eyes fluttered shut again. He basked in your attention. He only wanted yours. He leaned forward to kiss your lips gently for a moment before pulling away.

You chuckled and pulled him closer into your arms.

“Need some relax and unwind time?” You whispered, sliding your arm under his head like a pillow. Mystery huffed, he snuggled closer. He buried his face into your neck, tucking his head under yours. He silently asked for just that, your presence, love, affection. That was what he needed after a long day.

“I’m sneaking you out…”

“Wait what-? To where?”

Your best friend came to visit you again. They crouched down by the basement window. The basement where you resided. Your parents didn’t care much for you, they fed you enough just to keep you alive. They didn’t care because they had your pretty, golden child older siblings. They were saints who could do no wrong. You were the accident, the one who they forgot about.

“To a Huntr/x concert! Duh!” They exclaimed reaching through to grab your hands. You were excited but terrified of the consequences of sneaking out.

“But what if I’m caught…” You whispered reluctant to go.

“Say you took up extra shifts at work!” They smiled then pulled their hands away.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow… I’ll grab you some extra clothes.”

Rumi sat backstage, ready for her performance when she felt something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. She was brought back to reality when she heard Zoey’s voice calling her out of the dressing room

“Coming!” Rumi exclaimed, slipping her jacket over her shoulders then running out the door.

The music was loud, you seemed to lose your friend in the crowd but you were having a great time. You were in the front row, singing along to the lyrics. It was Rumi’s solo in the song. You watched as she approached your section. The stage lights hit her perfectly, looking like an angel blessing the world with a little bit of heaven.

Rumi looked into the crowd then her demeanor shifted when she met your eyes. She stared at you longer than everyone else. Then it clicked, your souls found each other. You seemed to know it too with the look on your eyes. Rumi stopped singing abruptly, earning confused glances from Mira and Zoey.

“You! You in the crowd with the (color) hair!” Rumi yelled but upon hearing her call you out made you panicked. You didn’t want to be found out. If you were your parents would know and then-

Rumi ran off stage to try and find you but you ran. You couldn’t be found out or your parents would be mad. You pushed past the people while Rumi followed.

“Wait-! Come back!” Rumi exclaimed but the fans blocked her from you. She stopped when she watched you dash out of the exit. She sighed softly and walked back to the stage. She couldn’t get your shining eyes out of her mind, the way your face lit up when she stared at you, she needed you.

“I think I just found my soulmate…” Rumi said quietly into the mic. Fans gasped, some trying to be helpful and find you but you were out of the venue. Zoey ran up to Rumi.

“What do you mean you found your soulmate?!” Zoey blurted, grabbing Rumi’s shoulders. She shook Rumi slightly, then looked out to the crowd of fans.

“Was it that girl who ran?” Mira asked glancing at the fans then Rumi. Rumi’s expression was one of slight grief and sadness. After years of trying to find you, after waiting for your souls to bring her to you, you ran… why… why would you run from her…

“RUMI’S SOULMATE ON THE RUN AFTER GETTING CAUGHT AT CONCERT”

“RUMI’S SOULMATE FOUND! SEEN AT RECENT HUNTR/X CONCERT”

“K-POP IDOL RUMI FOUND HER SOULMATE”

“RUMI-”

“I think that’s enough Rumi…” Zoey whispered, putting her hand over Rumi’s phone and lowering it. It was trending all over social media. Rumi’s soulmate ran away. Fans were freaking out, how could you run away when your soulmate is the literal Rumi?

“She’s gone… I’ve been searching for days Zoey… days…” Rumi slumped against the couch, heartbroken. She was exhausted. She knew you were here somewhere… somewhere in Seoul. She was devastated at being so close yet so far. Rumi stood up, her legs about to give up from exhaustion.

“I have to look…” Rumi murmured which made Mira shoot up from her spot.

“Rumi she’s already gone. You need to rest before you hurt yourself.” Mira’s voice was firm but held concern for Rumi. This had been going on for a long time.

“You’re already hurting yourself you need to at least take a day of rest.” Zoey insisted, grabbing Rumi’s wrist but Rumi pulled away with determination.

“I can’t, not yet. Not when I’m so close…” Rumi looked down at her hands. They felt empty. Rumi’s lovesick expression made Zoey and Mira exchange worried glances. They sighed then turned to Rumi.

“Girls I brought you guys some snacks!” Bobby called out, bringing a mountain of snacks he could barely hold. He tried to help Rumi through this but knew her heartbreak was deeper than this, Rumi’s soul ached for you. It wasn’t just Rumi, it was her heart that yearned for her soulmate.

“Hey Bobby…” Rumi whispered. Bobby set the food onto the table then placed his hand on Rumi’s shoulder.

“I’m sure you’ll find her! She has to come around eventually.” Bobby reassured, but Rumi’s expression didn’t change. Her voice was quieter, her heart squeezed.

“If you’re going to go we’re going with you.” Mira spoke up, standing beside Rumi. Zoey slid in between Rumi and Bobby.

“We can’t have you go alone, right?” Zoey added with a smile.

“It’s decided.” Mira didn’t want Rumi to further hurt herself. It wasn’t better to go with Rumi than let her go on her own like this.

“You’re all over the internet…” Your coworker muttered to you as you packed up. You let out a small sigh of tiredness. You knew it was a bad idea to leave your parents. If you stayed at the concert you would have been caught.

“I guess so… it’ll die down.” You said, silently hoping that it would get buried under other things.

The sun set, the night sky stood before you. You had to walk home. You didn’t want to but your parents demanded the money from you, you had no choice. You put your headphones on and then your hood, trying to be as small as possible. You tried to shrink into the background.

You walked through the alleyway to go to your house when you heard something behind you. You glanced behind you before letting out a sharp gasp as your back hit the floor. You hit the floor with a thud. You winced before looking up.

In front of you was a humanoid being. Its eyes glowing an unsettling yellow, it growled. You fell a sharp pain in your shoulders, its claws dug into your shoulder. You tried to push it off but it overpowered you.

You noticed it open its mouth. You thrashed in its grip. It was futile. You felt dizzy, you weren’t sure what exactly was happening but your breaths fell shallower.

You accepted this was it, it was better than whatever waited at home.

Your eyes fluttered shut before you felt the weight off you. You sat up in confusion then opened your eyes. It was pinned to the wall with what looked to be daggers. You didn’t have a moment before someone touched your face, bringing your gaze to them. It was Rumi.

“You…” Rumi whispered before hugging you. Zoey and Mira stood beside Rumi.

“Uhm Rumi? Bigger problem!” Zoey saw the demons appearing from the weakness in the Honmoon. Mira held her weapon close and pointed it at the demons. They couldn’t fight them off on their own so Rumi had to take actions.

You watched as they struck the demons down one by one. You were flabbergasted. You weren’t expecting this of your Tuesday evening.

You didn’t have much time to watch before you were pulled back. You hit the wall, then claws dug into your arms, earning a scream of pain from you. That made them look over. Rumi’s blood ran cold when she saw. She rushed over, striking the demons down but it dodged. You felt your leg get twisted in a way it probably shouldn’t. You fell when the demon was disposed of.

You were immediately scooped up in Rumi’s arms. Rumi cradled you against her body. The demons were gone.

“Are you okay-? You’re not okay…” Rumi said softly. She carried you to the rest of the girls. You were bleeding from the sharp claws of the demon, your souls almost fully taken.

“Ow… I didn’t mean to…” You mumbled but ended up passing out in Rumi’s arms.

Rumi’s breath hitched, she finally had you close but not in the way she wanted. She held you to her chest firmly and hurried back to their penthouse.

You slowly woke up, you thought it was a dream until you noticed how comfortable your bed was. Then it hit you, that wasn’t your bed you were laying in. You shot up but felt the pain in your body. You looked down at yourself and noticed someone had bandaged you up. You glanced to yourself side, Rumi was resting her head on the side of the bed, she looked exhausted. She sat in a chair beside you. She was asleep.

You sighed softly. You reached down to lightly touch her cheek. Rumi stirred awake from that. She looked up at you then smiled.

“You’re awake…” Rumi took your hands. She felt relief knowing she had finally found you. Your eyes were just as beautiful as she remembered. Her heart hammered against her chest. Your hands felt just as soft as she imagined. The sunlight perfectly highlighted your features.

“Wait- I need to get home before they know I’m gone!” You exclaimed, but Rumi held your hands tighter.

“Before who knows you’re gone?” Rumi asked, her protective instincts flaring up. She looked down at you. You looked so innocent to her, like something she needed to protect.

“My parents! They’ll kill me!” You blurted. Rumi pulled you against her chest.

“You don’t have to go back, you can stay here with us.” Rumi muttered. She felt you relax into her arms. It was like your sounds recognized each others. She sat beside you and let go.

“You’re my soulmate…” You whispered, looking up at her. You reached up to touch her face lightly. Rumi took your hand and pressed it against her cheek.

“I am… and you’re mine.” Rumi confirmed, her heart felt warm when she saw your lips curve up into a smile.

“I think I will stay for a while…” you said softly, you tried to hide the happiness but your expression betrayed you. Rumi wrapped her arms around you. This was the moment Rumi imagined, fantasied about. Finding her soulmate.

“Good…”

You haven’t been home for three days. You loved being there. The girls supported you, the fans loved you but when you were out with the girls for a walk you heard someone familiar.

“Oh my god y/n! Mom, dad! Look!” Your sister yelled obnoxiously, gaining your parents attention. You shrunk back, breath quickening. You attempted to hide behind Mira’s tall form but it was too late. They were approaching. You didn’t want to remember them but you did.

“Y/n come home. We miss you.” Your mother spoke in a sickly sweet tone. You knew better. That was a front, a lie. She was cruel. She wanted you to work like cattle so she could live without a care in the world.

“Come home.” Your father spoke in a demanding tone. He grabbed your wrist and tugged you forward roughly, causing you to stumble a bit.

“Who are you talking to her like that!” Zoey exclaimed, pushing him away. Mira took notice of the situation. She immediately stood between you and your family.

“She owes us something…” your father hissed. You knew what he meant. He meant he needed a punching bag, he needed a worker, someone to bring the money in. He didn’t want to work, he didn’t want your siblings to work or your mother.

“She owes you nothing here.” Mira grumbled, ready to defend you with everything she had.

Rumi returned from buying food from a stall. She saw the fear in your eyes then the people in front of you.

“Woah! Who are you?” Rumi asked in a demanding tone. She handed you the food. She kissed your temple then turned back to them.

“Seriously? A girl? Y/n, be for real here that’s disgusting.” Your sister spat which made Rumi irk.

“You need to leave now before things get bad.” Rumi threatened, crossing her arm. She shielded you from your family. Mira cracked her knuckles then her neck in a silent threat. Zoey gave them a fake smile, an obviously annoyed one.

“We miss our daughter… please come home for a bit-”

“She owes you nothing! If you don’t go now you won’t like it!” Rumi yelled, snapping at your mother’s sweet but deceitful tone. Your family left begrudgingly.

“Oh my god y/n are you okay?!” Zoey asked, looking over at you when they were gone. Mira took the food from you and held it.

“Yeah it’s nothing bad. I don’t want to see my parents again though…” you mumbled. Rumi gave you a small hug them pulled away to smile at you.

“You don’t have to worry about that with us. You’re safe.” Rumi reassured.

No link = WIP

Fluff ❤️

Angst 🖤

Crack 🦖

Headcannons 🕸️

Comfort 🦇

Hurt ❤️‍🩹

Smut 🌶️

Yandere 🩸

Au 👻

Saja Boys

You bought a huge jar of candy🦖🕸️

Jinu

Abby

LA PAURA DEL BUIO🖤❤️‍🩹

Mystery

Denial🖤❤️‍🩹

Part two

Escape from idol life❤️

Baby

Romance

Huntr/x

You bought a huge jar of candy

Rumi

Soulbound🦇❤️👻

Mira

City lights❤️

Zoey

Mystery laid in your bed. He clung onto any reminisce of your scent. His head buried into your pillow. Tears stained his face, he had no more to cry. He waited for you to come back and tell him that it was a lie, it was fake. He knew better.

He hadn’t moved for days. He felt himself dying alongside you when he watched you take your last breath. The other part of his soul ripped out.

Mystery felt numb. He couldn’t cry anymore, grieve for his love. He had a newfound hatred for Gwi-Ma but couldn’t act on it. He hated himself for not protecting you. He just wished for your smile one last time.

The plush of him you made clutched weakly to his chest.

Creak

The door slowly opened. Mystery assumed it was one of the boys checking up on him. Maybe it was Gwi-Ma himself to punish him for falling in love with a human. Just not having you was punishment enough.

His heart ached.

He couldn’t bring himself to look up at who it was. His back stayed turned to the door. That’s was until he felt the bed dip next to him. Then your fingers gently carded through his hair.

“I’m home love…” You whispered. Mystery shot up. His hair covered his puffy red eyes. His words caught in his throat. But then he noticed something…

Your eyes had a subtle yellow glow to it. Your skin had the shameful marks of a demon.

“No… no y/n… what did you do…?” Mystery whispered, his voice broken. He touched your face that now had demon marks on it.

“I’d never leave you my sweet Mystery.” You whispered back as you smiled. That smile broke him. He started to sob again. He collapsed into your arms. He cried in both relief that you were back but also pain knowing you were demon now.

“Shh, love I’m right here.” You comforted, his shoulders shook. Your hand gently stroked his hair. He started to relax at your familiar, gentle touch. He missed you, he missed this.

“You’re a demon now…” Mystery mumbled into your shoulder. His fingers traced along the hauntingly glowing marks that graced your skin.

“I am… I’ll be with you for the rest of eternity now…” You tilted his head so he’d look at you. His breath hitched.

That hole in his heart slowly started to repair. The pain of your loss replaced with love and happiness at your return. Mystery hesitated, afraid you’d disappear. Despite this fear he pressed his lips to yours in a long overdue kiss.

Tears pricked at the corner of his eyes again. This time he wouldn’t worry about you dying before he did. He didn’t have to worry about out living you.

You pulled away, cradling his face in your hands.

“I promised I’d never leave you…” You reminded, pulling Mystery into your arms.

Mystery fell quiet, his arms tight around yours. He needed your affection, your attention. This time he wouldn’t let go of his precious love. His soul was not only carried by him, but also you. You were the other half of his heart. His light in a dark abyss.

You both spent the days as usual but Mystery didn’t have to experience the pain of watching you age and die.

“Mystery look! It’s done!” You grinned, showing him the plush, fabric version of yourself. Mystery’s head turned to look. He remembered you started it before this mess. His eyes softened at your happiness of finishing it.

“It looks amazing…” Mystery mumbled, pulling you into his side like he had a hundreds of times before. He pressed a kiss to your temple.

“Now wherever you go I’m with you.” You smiled, giving him your carefully sewn master piece.

Mystery quietly inspected it. He then set it down and squeezed you tight in his arms. He nuzzled his face into your neck, his lips curling into a soft smile.

“It’s not better than the real thing but it’ll do.” Mystery mumbled, pulling away to kiss the tip of your nose. You laughed softly, a sound he loved. He loved your smile, your laugh, your happiness. He loved being the one to make you happy.

“Mystery!” You whined playfully, before pushing him lightly and attacking his face in little kisses. Your lips pressed against his face gently. Soft giggled escaped his lips.

“Who’s there-?” You asked hesitantly. You were trapped in the dark basement of your aunt’s house. That’s what you knew as home. All you had was the little bit of light coming through the window at the top of the room, haphazardly boarded up.

“There’s someone in here…?” A voice was heard from the outside. You peeked out the window, barely able to reach because of how high up it was. A pair of dark brown eyes stared back. He was crouching down beside the opening.

Abby immediately froze. Just seeing a glimpse of your face made him infatuated. Your innocent glint in your eyes made his heart flutter. He took a second to soak in what features he could see under the dim street light pouring into the window.

“Hello…?” You hesitantly whispered to him. He smiled, not his usual cocky one, a genuine smile. Although, you wouldn’t really know about that.

“Hey there… what’s your name?” He asked, trying to reach through the window but you stepped back immediately, loosing your balance and falling over.

His heart pounded, be never felt this way before. Your voice drove him insane but in a way that made him want to hold you in his arms. In a way that made him want to kiss your forehead and whisper how much you meant to him as you fell asleep. You had just met him but he was already smitten.

“Y-y/n… that’s my name…” You responded cautiously. You were untrusting of this person. You slowly stood up straight, wincing slightly at the pain of falling onto the concrete.

“Are you alright? Did you fall?” He asked, concerned for your well being. He leaned down, pressing his face onto the floor to see inside better.

“It’s fine…” You mumbled and stood in front of the window again. You placed your hand near the bars, he lightly brushed his fingers against yours. Just doing that made him happy. He didn’t know why he felt so different here but he loved the way you made him feel.

“I’m Abby…” He introduced, careful not to scare you off. His voice was surprisingly gentle. He reached in further to lace your hands together. He expected you to pull away but you didn’t, and that just made him warm inside. He felt less like a demon and more like he was human again.

“Abby… well nice to meet you.” You smiled.

Abby felt his breath hitch, the way your eyes shone with warmth after being so timid a minute ago, the way your lips curved up in a gentle smile. It all made him want you.

The next few days Abby visited you. He would bring you snacks upon learning you never really got to try new things. He even brought you both matching promise rings, he promised he’d get you out of there. He lived for every time your eyes lit up when he’d come.

Today was no different, he brought a small bag of snacks he thought you’d like and one of his hoodies. He thought you’d like to wear something new, and he’d love to see you in it.

When he got to the window he found it to be boarded up. His heart dropped. He immediately put down the bag and his hoodie and pounded on the boards.

“Y/N?! Hey! Are you in there?!” Abby panicked. He heard movement inside but you didn’t come to greet him. You didn’t even let him know if you were okay. It scared him. It scared him that you might not be alright. He tried to rip off the boards but it wouldn’t budge.

“Please… y/n…” Abby whispered, hitting the board one last time. Once again he was met with silence.

He got up, taking what he would have given you with him.

Every day after that he would visit. He tried getting into the house before and he had done it successfully a few times but he could never find the basement where you resided. He missed you. He heard less and less movement from inside. He watched as the house became more run down, like no one had taken proper care of it. His hope slipped as the first year went by of nothing.

He was walking back from the house when he saw something familiar, or maybe someone. Those eyes were unforgettable. He watched you walk, the dusk light hit your face just right. This is what he had dreamed of.

“Y/n-?” Abby called out, walking over to you. You turned towards him, letting out a confused hum. You looked the same.

Abby felt his chest squeeze, it was you. It really was. He was sure of it. He immediately stood in front of you, gently reaching up to finally touch your face. But you hit his hand away.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” Those words shattered his heart. That was your voice, he couldn’t deny it. But the way you looked at him was cold, cautious. You stepped back, sending him a small glare.

“If not don’t touch me.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes and turning away. You acted like he was some random man on the street, not the one who visited you every day. Abby’s hand lingered in the air before he slowly put it down.

Your hair flowed perfectly, the sun graced your figure perfectly just as he imagined. But you didn’t recognize him… no way you could have just forgotten, you acted so differently.

“Mystery? Look at what I made.” You smiled, turning to Mystery who was reading a book.

Mystery silently looked up, catching your gaze which made him fall into love all over again. Your soft eyes looked into his hidden ones. Then his eyes trailed down to what you had in your hands, it was a cute little plushie you made of him, hand sewn.

“How do you like it? It looks just like you, right?” You giggled, making the plushie wave at Mystery. Mystery sat closer and took the stuffed version of himself. It had small imperfections which made it all the more special.

“It’s cute…” Mystery mumbled, smiling that you thought about him enough to make this.

He looked back up at you. He noticed the way the evening light hit your face just right. Your eyes seemed to light up at his words which made him blush. He never felt this way before towards any human or demon. You were special.

“I should make one of me so you can have me wherever you go!” You said excitedly getting up to grab some fabric and your sewing kit.

Mystery quietly held it to his chest. He didn’t like grand gestures, he preferred the small, thoughtful things. You seemed to just perfectly understand him, even if he didn’t talk much.

“I’m back, now you can have a mini me for when you’re at practice!” You grinned. The way you seemed so happy and excited about this made his heart melt.

Mystery silently tugged you into his arms. You understood the gesture. His love was quiet but pure. He had nothing but love and adoration for you.

His fingers ghosted over your cheek, making you look up at him before he pressed a tender and sweet kiss to your lips. You chuckled at his affection, kissing back. He loved the feeling of your lips against his. He pulled away and pulled you against his side, burying his face into your hair.

“Love you too.” You said, seemingly decoding his actions with ease. Mystery let out a small little hum and kissed your temple.

“Love you more…” He murmured. He never wanted to leave. He never wanted this moment to end. He was content by your side.

That memory faded when he realized who was up there.

You were never supposed to be here. You were supposed to be at home. You were supposed to be singing along to whatever was on the radio while finishing that project you started.

You’re not supposed to be in front of Gwi-Ma’s flames. Gwi-Ma threatened to kill you, Mystery never listened. He thought he could protect you from Gwi-Ma. If he believed enough he could keep you away but it was inevitable. He was supposed to protect you but he was the reason for your death.

Once Gwi-Ma stopped you looked unrecognizable. Blood stained your face, burns covered your body. Mystery quickly came to your side. The once soft lips he use to kiss was burned badly.

“Love please…” Mystery whispered, pulling you into his arms, fighting back tears. He cradled your head against his chest, shielding you from everything. He felt your shallow breaths. He couldn’t let you go.

“Mystery… prioritize your happiness…?” You whispered, you couldn’t get the words out before starting to cough up blood. You were bleeding internally from the beating you gotten.

“You’re my happiness, you can’t leave me…” Mystery’s voice cracked, he felt the tears stream down his face. He used his sleeve to wipe away the blood on your face. Despite this you smiled. Your smile made Mystery lose his composure. He held you against him fully, as if he could keep you here if he held on tight enough.

“I’m sorry…” You barely got out. Your hand went up to his cheek, it shook bad. Mystery put his hand on top of yours, feeling your life get weaker and weaker. He desperately kissed your palm.

“No… no please… you’ll be okay…” Mystery let out a strangled sob. You couldn’t respond anymore. The pain was too much. Your hand slipped from his, you fell limp in his arms. He felt you take one last shaky breath. Mystery buried his face into your neck, his sobs unbearable.

Uh hey children…

So uh... someone brought a gun to my school and we had to stay in lockdown for 2 hours after school ended (whole thing was about 6 hrs of lockdown.)

THANKFULLY NO ONE WAS HURT! But the kid that had it was one of my friends that was having mental health issues.

I might take a break for this week so I may have a new chapter out on the weekend or sometime next week bc I need a sec.

Tagging y’all so u know

SAJA BOYS

Jinu

You proudly walked into the living room with a huge box. You flopped onto the couch and giggled to yourself. Jinu looked up at you in confusion.

“Y/N what’s that?” Jinu asked, looking over curiously at the box. You put your finger over your lips, then opened it.

“Ta-da!” You said, laughing at the expressions Jinu went through. He first looked confused, then horrified, then he looked slightly disappointed.

“Why…?” He asked, reaching over to hold the heavy container of various candies.

“Free will.” You responded, opening the jar and offering him one which he accepted. You then ate some. Jinu still was concerned but if it made you happy…

Abby

“Hey Abby…” You snickered, hiding the very obvious container under your hoodie. Abby paused his workout and looked at your horrible attempts at hiding it.

“Oh no… what do you have this time…?” Abby asked, watching you slowly show him. Upon seeing the huge candy container he started laughing uncontrollably. It was like half your size.

“Y/N seriously?” He asked, taking it from your hands (more like arms).

“Yes seriously. It’s very nutritious for uh… muscle gain?” You explained, taking it back. You popped a gummy into your mouth.

“That’s not- alright…” Abby laughed. He learned not to question your chaos.

Mystery

You silently walked into his room. You casually ate out of the container.

“Hey Mystery.” You said, sitting down next to him on his bed. You held a candy to his lips.

Mystery was confused by the randomness of this but he accepted the sweet treat. You took his TV remote and on a movie.

“Movie night?” Mystery asked, unable to hide the chuckle that escaped his lips.

“I didn’t buy this for nothing.” You grinned and put it in between you both. Mystery sighed, picking up a random candy.

“Where’d you get this…?” Mystery mumbled, popping it into his mouth. It was surprising good.

“Amazon.”

Baby

“I did a thing!” You yelled, walking over to him who was sitting on the couch playing a video game.

“Hm? What?” He asked turning his head. When he laid eyes on the candy you held he immediately logged off the game.

“HELL YEAH!” Baby grinned and opened it. He took it and sat back down and ate it.

“What! Hey that’s mine!” You huffed, sitting next to him. He oh so graciously shared, shifting to sit closer to you. Baby grabbed one, acting like he was offering it to you then he ate it.

“It’s ours now. Shared custody.” Baby smirked, knowing he’d eat it all at ungodly hours of the night.

Romance

“Hey…” You muttered, walking into his room where he was sitting in his armchair reading. You sat on the floor beside his chair.

“Y/N get off the floor.” Romance chuckled he then noticed the gigantic candy container you had in your lap. He started to laugh at the situation.

“Want some?” You offered to Romance which he sighed and shook his head.

“No, I’m alright…” He smiled, reaching down to lightly pet your hair.

“I regret nothing…” You quietly ate the candy, not caring if you were to get a stomach ache later. Romance just let you, knowing either way you’d do what you want.

HUNTR/X

Rumi

You silently walked into her room. You saw her sitting in her chair. You flopped onto her bed like you lived there. The candy bounced on the bed next to you.

“Huh-? Y/N-” Rumi laughed. She stood up and walked to you. She held the candy container, it wasn’t that heavy but it was heavy for candy.

“I love free will.” You smirked and sat up. You opened it, giving some to Rumi.

“This is why your money gets drained fast…” Rumi sighed and took it out of your hand. She had to admit, it tasted good.

“But candy…” You whined, flopping backwards onto her bed again.

Mira

“Mira! Hey!” You walked into the studio where Mira was working on some choreography.

“Oh Y/N, what do you think of this for our new s-” Mira looked up at you. She froze, the candy container was like as big as your upper half.

“You can’t eat all of that, you’ll get sick.” Mira shook her head in amusement.

“But I got it with my money!” You huffed and held it protectively.

“I’m freezing your bank account.” Mira sighed and picked up her phone.

“Wait- you can’t do that!”

Zoey

“IT CAME!” You yelled, holding a box above your head as you ran to Zoey.

“What came?” Zoey shot up. She saw you with the box and gasped. She helped you put it down. You only giggled in response and opened it.

“Oh my god…” Zoey whispered and almost pounced on the candy. You both took it out of the box and sat down on the couch.

“Best day ever…” Zoey said, mouth full of candy.