𝐁𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐘𝐄𝐎.

yeonjun had mentally prepared himself for any negative repercussions, but luckily that was not what he was met with. instead, he was surprised by the other’s instruction to follow through with what he wanted. he felt a knot form in this throat as his gaze was redirected toward the bedside table that the other side there was something in there he could use, causing his mind to briefly wander for a while. was this one of jimin’s fantasies? it wasn’t too much of a shock considering how much he seemed to enjoy his blindfolded dance live stage. he wet his lips and kept one hand tightly pressed over jimin’s eyes and the other clumsily reached for the drawer, grabbing one of the multitudes of ribbons in there. it provided yeonjun with some other ideas as to what he wanted to do to the other, but that would have to wait. he slowly slipped his hand from the other’s eyes, only to replace it with a dark cloth with was quickly tied off. “you look so pretty like this, hyung.” he whispered before leaning in to delicately brush his lips against the other’s. “i want to gag you too, but i want to kiss you first. your lips are always so distracting…” he murmured as he pulled the other’s bottom lip down with his thumb just before connecting their lips in a rather slow kiss.  

the sleeve of felix’s sweater easily slipped over his hand as he brought it up to his face in an effort to hide the fact he was about to burst into tears at any moment. he sucked in a shaky breath as he listened to chan speaking, wishing he could believe the words that came out of his mouth. no matter how much he had objectively improved, he still couldn’t help but feel as if he was bringing the group down. how could he really compete anyway? he shook his head slightly in response, “no, i think i get the number of lines that i deserve.” he mumbled. he continued to do his best to avoid chan’s gaze as the other leaned forward, feeling his heart beating painfully against his chest. “i wouldn’t blame you if you broke that promise, i know that sometimes i can be a burden.” this was definitely one of those times. another trembling breath passed felix’s lips as he finally forced himself to meet chan’s gaze, “i just meant… i don’t know, you’re distant.” that was the best way he could word how he felt without complicating things and adding deeper feelings aside from friendship into the mix. “you know you can tell me anything, i’m here for you too. don’t shut me out, chan.”

no matter how much xion wanted to argue against the other, he wasn’t sure he had the strength in him any longer. a shaky breath fell from his lips as he allowed hwanwoong to pull him along, feet dragging only slightly on their way back to their manor to slow their trek. but it felt like they arrived there so quickly, surprised to see that the undead that had been swarming it had now completely vanished. then again, it made sense. they would have explored the empty mansion and realized neither he nor the monarchs were present. hwanwoong surprised him by pausing, xion’s brows furrowing as their gazes met. was his second-guessing himself? that seemed too good to be true when hwanwoong turned away from him once more, xion’s heart plummeting into the pit of his stomach. he wasn’t aware of how much he craved the other’s attention until this very moment. he forced himself to begin moving again, surprised when hwanwoong began to lead him down to the lower level of the home. it wasn’t a part that he had explored before and was positive was off-limits to him. “where are you taking me…?” but before he could be answered verbally, he was provided with the answer. his eyes went wide as he took in the ghastly design of the room, accompanied by chains and table lined with what could only be described as tools for torture. his breath caught in his throat the moment hwanwoong fell to the floor in front of the chains, xion shaking his head almost immediately. “no… you can’t be serious right now. hyung, please. i’m begging you, don’t make me do this.” tears lined his eyes but he refused to let them fall once more.

while it felt strange being so secretive with hyojong, changgu knew this was probably what was best for them. contact between the two had been minimal until now, the members banned from reaching out to the other. in the past, he had sent the other a few texts of congratulations and quickly deleted any proof of them. but that was about it when it came to any shared conversation between them recently. it was far different than the constant time they had spent together, leaving changgu with an overwhelming feeling of absence. a shaky breath fell from changgu’s lips as he felt his hand being taken into the other’s, fingers intertwining with ease. “i missed you too, dawn.” the other’s nickname rolling off his tongue with ease as he allowed his head to rest against his shoulder. while he had been doing his best to take care of himself, depression had been weighing him down as of late. “ah, i’ve been doing my best but it isn’t the same.” a small frown tugged at the corners of his lips before he hid his face against the other. tears pricked his eyes as he wrapped his arms around hyojon’s torso, “have you been okay?” the other looked different, both happier and more exhausted all at once.

[ TEXT FROM FELIX: ] you’ll just have to imagine that i’m touching you for now. [ TEXT FROM FELIX: ] ugh, this is so unfair. [ TEXT FROM FELIX: ] ah... you would be so cruel to me? you should be careful, i can tease you right back. [ TEXT FROM FELIX: ] don’t apologize, i want to hear everything. [ TEXT FROM FELIX: ] maybe we could facetime while you get off? [ TEXT FROM FELIX: ] then it will be like we’re together.

after the small party that had been thrown at the ateez dorm, changgu had decided to spend the night rather than make the long trek back to his dorm building late at night. he had decided to share a bed with seonghwa, nerves on edge from how close they were. being this close to him made his heart race and palms sweat, wondering if seonghwa could feel the heat that was currently radiating from his body. he swallowed hard as he slowly allowed his hands to reach out and slip underneath seonghwa’s shirt, fingertips trailing against the other’s abdomen. it felt less embarrassing with the comforter covering the both of them. he knows they have to be quiet with the other members and their guests asleep in the room that they were currently all in. he just wanted to show the other how much he craved him, even with the smallest touches.

while chanhee had a habit of putting on a disinterested act when it came to putting in any physical exertion, he felt most comfortable when he was able to lose himself in his dancing. there was a reason he was one of the main dancers in his incredibly talented group. he had decided to go out to a club on a whim, desperately craving some sort of escape. he was on the crowded dancefloor, music blaring and the bass drowning out his thoughts. this was a club where idols were known to frequent and therefore, he didn’t usually have to worry about anyone approaching him. but tonight was seemingly different, a gasp falling from his lips when he suddenly felt someone behind him, their body pressed against his. he was initially prepared to turn around and push the other away, but his hands dropped to the side the moment he saw who it was. “taemin sunbaenim?” his heart was pounding against his chest as he stared up at the other. even though he had talked to taemin several times in private, even discussing intimate subjects, he felt the need to address the other formally.

xion’s heart sunk into the pit of his stomach as hwanwoong forced his hands away from him, immediately missing the contact between them. tears lined his eyes as he stared at the other, weakly shaking his head in response to the statement made. “no, i won’t. besides, we don’t have to tell the others what happened. i’ll lie and say it was one of the humans.” he didn’t quite care if he was going to have a scar or not, all he cared about was hwanwoong. the final nail in the coffin was hwanwoong’s next words, his heart painfully thudding against his chest. you don’t need me anymore. words couldn’t describe how untrue those words were, a few tears trickling down his cheeks. he bowed his head slightly, hair falling in his eyes in shame. before he could even say anything, he was pulled up to his feet. the heels of his shoes dug into the ground as he finally forced himself to look into hwanwoong’s eyes, “if you’re afraid of what the others might do to you, i don’t think they’ll blame you if they know you were trying to protect me.” but deep down, xion knew his words didn’t matter. hwanwoong was dead set on making him help him carry out some sort of punishment, fearful of what that entitled. he obediently trailed behind the other, trying his best not to unexpectedly breakdown.

it was extremely difficult for mark to focus on the movie that was being played on the screen in front of him when haechan was sitting so close to him. he tried not to think about how close his hand was to haechan’s thigh, throat tightening from the sheer temptation. he inhaled sharply as he allowed his fingertips to slowly brush against the other’s thigh, thankful that what he was doing was hidden from the other members in the room by a blanket that was draped over the both of them. his teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he hand wandered further, fingers exploring the other’s inner thigh. all the while, he refused to even look at haechan out of shame.