“welcome to the grand library.”

“Hey, I’ll be back. I just need to get changed.” He said to you as he speedily ran off for the lockers. 

You let out an airy chuckle, shaking your head, as you return to watching the rest of the group. 

“Y/N?” 

“Oh, hey Seungmin?” 

He gives you an adorable smile as you call him. 

“Want to sit with me?” He suggested seeing you nod. 

“Sure!” 

The two of you leisurely made your way to the edge of the grassfield where a picnic blanket was laid out. Seungmin was the first to sit down before patting the spot next to him, having you sit inches away from him. 

“Comfy?” He asked. 

“It’s alright.” 

“Here…” 

Seungmin then took off his hoodie, folding it into a neat little square for you to sit on just for a bit of cushion on the hard grass field. 

“You didn’t have to, Seungmin.” 

“Yeah, but I wanted to. Can’t have you feeling uncomfortable while watching a game.” 

“Thank you.” 

Right as you thanked him, your attention soon drew back to the center where their voices grew louder. 

“Okay, let’s start this game!” Chan shouted out enthusiastically as all the guys huddled around him to listen to the rules and conditions of the game before forming their teams afterwards. 

Then, from the corner of the field, appearing from nowhere, Felix came dashing over with his entire jersey fit on. He blended right in as everyone else wore the same thing that he had. Now you brought your legs closer to your chest, hugging them, watching keenly as the game began. 

After Chan finished explaining all the rules, the massive group split into two teams. Chan and Hongjoong of course were the designated leader for each team. With the teams set, the soccer ball was laid out in the center of the field. Both teams on either side of the field have their team members spaced out and zoned in on the ball. Every player waited semi-patiently for the whistle to be blown by Seungmin. 

Before he blew it, he waited for you to cover your ears, then you gave him the green light when you nodded at him. Even with your ears covered, you can still feel the goosebumps rising in your skin. Though you don’t focus on the sound for long. Finally, when the whistle was sounded, every player on that field was locked into the game. They all ran at furious speeds. 

It was crazy! 

Now, you’ve never found much interest in most sports, except track and archery, but you couldn’t help getting deeply mesmerized by the game. The sheer power and speed that every single one of the guys have needs to be understood, like how? How is this actually possible? They’re practically flying across the field with how far they can jump just to get the ball to one of their teammates. 

You couldn’t help focusing on Hyunjin, Minho, Chan, Changbin, and especially Felix. 

Felix was zooming across the field with the ball always close to his feet. His perception of his surroundings is undeniably incredible. He easily dodged past Mingi and Wooyoung who tried to snatch the ball away from him. Too bad their attempt failed. Not far behind him was Hyunjin, Minho, Chan, and Changbin, supporting and defending him from the rival team. 

Next thing you knew, Felix saw a good opportunity and made his shot– kicking the ball unforgivingly. He scored a point as San was unable to stop it from going into the net. As the ball was rocketing towards the goal, you swear you felt a swift breeze brush by. 

“Wooooo!” Felix howled out, celebrating with his team. 

“Ayyyyyy! You did it!” Hyunjin shouted, ruffling up his hair. 

“That’s another point for us!” Changbin remarked. 

“What a game…” Chan happily sighed out. 

“Gah! It’s not over yet!” Seonghwa annoyedly announces as they all repositioned themselves on the field. 

Then the second round started. 

After that one, a third began. 

Then another and then another. 

The intensity of the game increased tenfold with each and every upcoming round. 

The stamina that everyone showcased was unmatched, makes you quite happy that you’re watching on the side instead of playing on the field with them. That would be a total disaster. 

Yet, even after many wins and losses for each time, not one of them seems ready to give up or be tired out. 

“Alright, that’s enough for now! Everyone, go take a ten minute break, then we all get back on the field!” Chan shouted. 

“Finally!” Jisung huffed out. 

“I should take away your cheesecake privileges.” Minho joked, causing Jisung to let out a horrified gasp. 

“You wouldn’t dare?!” 

“Are you sure about that?” Minho challenged. 

“Channie-hyung!” Jisung cried out. 

“Minho, stop teasing Jisung.” 

“What? I’m just playing around.” 

“Hmph!” Jisung huff, crossing his arms over his chest as he turned to look the other way with his chin up. 

“Y/N! Did you see all that?!” Felix cheered, running over and nearly crashing into you and Seungmin. 

“Eww! Felix, you’re all sweaty!” Seungmin groaned, dodging the droplets of sweat Felix nearly dripped onto him. 

“Hehehe, sorry about that Seungmin.” 

“Yup and you were great out there!” You cheered. 

“You were definitely giving it your all, I wonder why?” Seungmin teasingly said. 

“Okay, maybe I wanted to show off a bit for Y/N?” Felix shyly admitted as he smiled.  

“Well, you were great either way.” 

“Hey! WATCH OUT!” Hongjoong warns as he watches a water bottle come flying right at you. 

All of a sudden, everything started moving in slow motion. 

Run! Move! Get out of the way!

Your fox urgently called out, but you froze. 

Minho, who was quite some distance away, felt his heart stop when his eyes locked onto the flying water bottle. He dropped his own bottle of water, spilling it onto the ground, aiming to run full speed at where you were. 

Go, NOW! Move it! Run! PROTECT HER!

His wolf demandingly shouted as he moved without thinking, maneuvering around everyone with great agility. With his quick reflexes, he made it just in time, smacking the bottle out of harm’s way. It was in that split second where you swear you saw something ignite in Minho’s usual calm gaze. 

“Did I just…? Did his eyes really turn gold?” You thought. 

“H-Hey, are you okay?!” Minho frantically dropped to his knees to your eye level, scanning for any possible injuries. Thankfully, there were none. 

“I’m okay. A little shaken up but fine, thanks to you.” You assured him as you saw Seonghwa and an unfamiliar team member of his running towards the four of you. 

“Are you hurt?” The unfamiliar guy asked out of panic. 

“I’m fine, really.” 

He was relieved to hear that but… he won’t be for long with how Minho is staring him down. The scent of a fierce snow storm mixed with mint was overpowering your sense of smell. The very small of it has you feeling chills run down your spine. 

“Sorry about that. We weren’t trying to fling anything at you. The bottle just slipped out of my hands as we were fooling around.” Seonghwa anxiously explained. 

“It’s all good. Don’t worry about it any more.” You brush off. 

You may be fine with it, but Minho and the others certainly weren’t, which was a bit odd for you. It’s nothing that needed to be made a big out of. 

“Be careful.” Minho warned them through gritted teeth. 

“Guys, come on, drop it.” 

“Fine.” Seungmin uttered under his breath. 

“Okay…” Felix said. 

Then all of you heard Chan call for everyone to come back to the field. 

Felix, Minho, Seonghwa, and the stranger all return as called for. 

Minho’s presence may seem calm but his scent and aura says otherwise. 

He’s fuming. 

He’s out for revenge. 

His aggression comes to light from the way he plays. 

Every kick to the ball was given an additional hint of anger, every gaze was sharper and cutting, and every time he made contact with certain people, he made sure to give him a hard push. 

“Minho, chill out!” Hongjoong advised as they finished another fierce round. 

“I am chill.” He coldly remarked, but his teammates and the rival team can clearly spot the difference. 

“No, you’re not. Let it go, Hyung. You’ve been tackling Seonghwa and Yunho-hyung more than anyone else. Even if they don’t have the ball.” Jisung worryingly pointed out. 

As much as Jisung disliked what happened to you earlier, he knew this wasn’t the right way to handle the aftermath either. 

“Yeah so?” Minho’s voice never raised or lowered, not when it came to Jisung, just calm while the storm from within was building up. 

“All I’m saying is drop it.” Jisung sighs, seeing that these words of advice won’t be sticking to his very stubborn packmate. 

The game continued for another hour when Chan announced that it would end after one more brutal round. The last round ended victoriously for Chan’s team, winning by scoring the most points and nearly crushing their other team. His team celebrated by screaming, giving some painful high fives, and jumping onto each other. The other team however felt the displeasure of losing, feeling a growing ache in their overworked muscles as they rested on the grass, watching the other team continue their celebration. 

“Next time, we’ll get them next time, right Yeosang?” San said, trying to lift the team’s spirit. 

“Yeah, we got this.” Yeosang huffed out. 

Their attempts to bring the mood back were unsuccessful. 

Seonghwa got up after catching his breath, carefully walked up to Minho while observing his body language closely, “Minho, are we good?” 

He had his hand outstretched. 

“Yeah.” Minho said plainly, shaking his hand. 

From the way he acted and his scent, it seemed like he meant it. 

That was a major relief for you and Jisung. 

After taking another quick water break, all the guys made their way to the locker room to occupy whatever available showers there were. 

“Hyunjin-ah!” Jisung came running over to him, arms open, and threatened to hug him. 

“Don’t you dare, Han Jisung! Get away! Go and shower already!” He scolded. 

“Hmph! So mean!” Jisung huffs, laughing afterwards at his dramatic response as he catches up with Minho who is ahead of the rest of the guys. 

Now it was just you and Seungmin left in the stadium.

“~So, what do you think about today’s game?” His voice coated in interest. 

“I’ve never seen anything like it.” 

“Tell me about it. If you think this is amazing then you should come see us working out. The energy in that room goes wild. Wanna come?” He said teasingly. “I swear you can get some really good muscle references from Chan, Changbin, and Hyunjin.” 

You stared at him blankly and bashfully. 

The more he talked about it, the more animated and silly he got. 

What a tempting offer?

“Hmm, I’ll have to see if I have time for it?” You playfully chimed out. 

“Okay…” He pouts, but ultimately accepts your answer. “Well, just let me know when you’re free then.” 

He playfully winked at you, letting you land a light smack against his upper arm. 

“Ow! I’ve been hit!” 

“I didn’t even hit you that hard!” 

“Yes you did! I’m going to tell, Channie-hyung!” 

“Oh stop it, Kim Seungmin!” 

After this, you and him began talking about other random topics that came into mind. Lots of jokes were thrown around and laughter got exchanged. Then before you know it, the guys came out and about–fresh and clean. 

“We’re back!” Felix joyfully ran over to the two of you. “Did you miss us?” 

Seungmin happily rolled his eyes jokingly as he turned the other way– chin tilted towards the sky. 

“Not for a second.” 

“Hmmm, sure.” Changbin dramatically played along. 

You couldn’t help smiling at how the two acted. 

“Everyone ready to go?” Chan spoke up, watching as Changbin helped you up and Seungmin got up to hold his hoodie and fold the picnic blanket. 

“Yup.” Seungmin hummed as he turned to look at you. “I’ll go first, if that’s okay with you.” 

“No worries, it’s fine.” 

He seemed relieved, hugging you before he stood by Changbin. 

“Take care, hope to see you soon.” Changbin said. 

“Thanks Binnie, take care of yourself too.” 

There was silence… but only for a brief moment.  “BINNIE?!” They all cried out in unison. “SINCE WHEN?!”

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Initially, you brushed it off, not giving it too much thought since he is an idol with a schedule you could never fathom to work in. Yet, as you waited for him to respond to any of your texts, calls, and even emails because you got so desperate, he never replied. It got to the point where your concerned messages turned to being slightly annoyed. Even then, you didn’t get a response back. So, you did this as a last resort, you contacted Chan. 

You felt really bad for calling him, when you realized how early it was in the morning over there. 

“H-Hello?” He groggily answered. 

“Chan, it’s me.” 

“Y/N? What’s up? Why are you calling?” 

“I need you to answer me truthfully, Chan.” 

“What’s wrong?” 

“What’s up with Jisung? He just… ghosted me. Did I do something wrong?” 

The line on the other end goes quiet until you hear him let out a heavy sigh. 

“No you didn’t do anything wrong.” 

“Then why is he not talking to me? I’ve waited for months to get to see him and then all of sudden he just goes quiet.” 

“I understand why you’re mad but please understand… he’s…” 

“He’s what? I don’t like secrets Chan and you know that.” 

“He’s spiraling.” 

“What? Why?” 

“He’s scared, Y/N.” 

“Scared of what?” 

“To disappoint you.” 

“Did I hear that correctly? Disappoint me? Why in the world would he ever think that?” 

“His anxiety has grown a lot worse lately.” 

“He’s never told me anything about that.” 

“Cause he didn’t want to worry you.” 

“Well I’m worried now, so you better get ready cause I’m coming over, right now.” 

“What–?”

Chan couldn’t even finish his sentence when he heard you hang up. 

“I need to go back to sleep…” 

While Chan gets back into bed comfortably, you’re frantically packing your things into your suitcase and booking the next flight over to Seoul. 

“Where are you going at this hour of the night?” Your mom asked a little fearfully. 

“To see Jisung. He needs me.” 

And that’s all your parents need to hear as you book your flight. 

“Get there safely!” Your parents advised as you got into your cab. 

As expected, the airport is still jam packed, full of activity, noise, and the usual tiredness that came with every long flight. You zoned out the entire flight, only focusing on devising a plan to see Jisung. When you landed, you quickly grabbed your suitcase and ran outside to call for another cab. 

“Where to?” The cab driver asked. 

“Sir, can you take me to…?” You turned your phone to the address of their dorm. 

He nods then speedily drives off, getting you there in the next half an hour. 

“Thank you and have a nice morning.” You said, giving him additional cash for a tip. “Okay… I’m here.” 

You nervously walked up to the front door and rang the door bell. 

Surprisingly, Chan answered. Of course he couldn’t fall back asleep, not when he knows you’re coming over. 

“I’ll bring your things in, just go to him.” 

No need to be told twice as you ran up the stairs after kicking your shoes off. 

You didn’t stop until you made it to his room’s door. You stood there and then gently knocked. 

“Jisung-ah?”

You waited to see the door slowly open. 

“Y-Y/N? W-What are you doing here?” He asked anxiously and sleepily. 

“I came to see you, Idiot.” You then attacked him with a hug. “Why didn’t you tell me you were having a hard time?” 

“I didn’t want to worry you.” He mumbled under his breath as he tightly held you back. 

“Jisung, listen. I love you and I always want what’s best for you. Of course I can’t help worrying about you.” 

“I’m such a loser…” He uttered into your shoulder. 

“No, you’re not! And you better stop saying that. You’re far from being a loser. You hear me? Nod if you understand.” 

He does exactly that. 

“I love you…” 

“I love you too, Jisung.” 

“And I also love you both, now can we all get some sleep around here?” Chan jokingly lets out as heads back to his room.

“Yeah you, who else would I be talking about?” 

“My wife is being so mean.” 

“Tsk, but you like it, otherwise, why marry a woman like me?” 

“Because you're beautiful and…” He brought your hand, the one holding the gun still, closer to lay a kiss on the back of it. “And the deadliest woman on this entire planet.” 

“Oh stop, you flatter me too much.” You quickly brush off. 

“But I’m serious, if anything happens to you, I don’t think the world will ever find peace again.” 

“Mingi… you have nothing to worry about.” You softly assured, caressing his cheek to make him look at you, face to face. “I’ll always be by your side, it’s fate that brought us this far.” 

“Yeah and fate is one hell of a moody bitch.” He scoffs, making you chuckle in amusement. 

“Alright, come on, we’re heading out in the next five minutes. Better make sure you have everything.” 

“Course I do, cause I have you.” 

You sigh, “Focus on the mission first, Mister.”

While your head was being flooded by a bunch of worrisome thoughts, Mingyu then rested his chin onto the palm of his hand. His gaze grew softer. His breathing became calmer. Then there was his heart, filled with great admiration and love that he has a difficult time describing. Everything about you is just, wow. At this moment, this very presence feels like a fever dream, one that he hopes he can never wake up from. 

“Is there a reason you’re watching me so closely?” You finally asked, breaking the silence. 

“What? Can’t a man admire his wife from afar?” 

“Pft, sure?” You sarcastically sang out. 

“I was. I swear.” He chuckled out. 

“Then I would greatly appreciate it if you mind helping me chop these garlic cloves.” 

“Your wish is my command, My Love.” Mingyu gently spoke, getting up to lay a kiss at your temple before doing as he was told.