#jaehyunxreader

"Still don't know why Boss has someone like Madam," one of the personnel shook his head in disappointment, lighting up a cigarette before taking a puff.

"Yeah, if I were him, I'd get an eye candy for sure," the guy beside him shrugged in agreement.

"I heard a lot of supermodels were all over Boss back then," another chimed in. "Even a famous celebrity used to like him!" he added.

Jeong Jaehyun — or what everyone calls him, Boss — is the son of the district's former mafia leader.

When Jaehyun came of age, his father immediately retired and handed him the family business.

His family poses as entrepreneurs in public, attending conferences and pretending to run an office just for appearances. But keeping a low profile doesn’t exactly work when people can’t take their eyes off Jaehyun.

He’s so good-looking that heads turn when he walks into a room, and people sneakily take pictures of him like he’s some rare collectible. A lot of people want him — for his looks, his money, his power. Many have tried to use him for their own gain, but once they found out who he really was, they backed away fast.

But when he met his wife, she never cared about any of that. She said none of it mattered because it didn’t define him. Up until now, he still doesn't know what she saw in him — but he’s forever thankful she did.

She was his many firsts: his first love, his first girlfriend, his first kiss, even his first real friend.

It had always been hard for Jaehyun to make friends growing up since he was sheltered by his parents. Given their dangerous situation, they were strict and cautious with anyone who came close to their child. Besides the children of his father's workers, Jaehyun never really had real friends — just loyalty.

He still remembers the first time he met her.

Actually, she loves to reminisce about it, but him?

He was mortified.

He had been forced to attend one of those boring conferences just to show face. Words were going in one ear and out the other while he fiddled with a pen, scribbling nonsense on a napkin now soaked with ink. Jaehyun quietly groaned in frustration.

How long is this going to take?

He decided to make a move for refreshments — an excuse to escape his seat. As he neared the food table, the scent of coffee woke up his senses. He fixed himself a cup, bringing it close to his nose, eyes closing as he inhaled the sweet aroma. Suddenly, he felt a hand reaching out in front of him. Out of instinct, Jaehyun grabbed the arm in a tight grip. His eyes shot open — ready for a fight — only to find a girl staring up at him, wide-eyed. Both of them froze.

"I-I just want some donuts..." she said carefully, her voice small. She gestured toward the pile of glazed donuts beside him. Embarrassed, Jaehyun immediately let go and stepped back, giving her space. She muttered a quiet "thank you" and slipped past him.

He mentally cursed himself for acting like that in public, pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation. When he looked up again, he saw her happily biting into a donut, her head shaking slightly in satisfaction. He didn’t even realize he was smiling along with her — until he noticed the red finger marks slowly forming on her arm.

"Oh my God, I am so, so sorry," he stammered, reaching out, then pulling his hand back, unsure what to do. She bit into her donut, holding it between her teeth as she examined the marks.

"It's fine," she shrugged, taking the donut out of her mouth. "I, too, get defensive when it comes to donuts," she joked, then finished her pastry.

Grabbing another donut, she walked past him again. "You should get some before they run out," she said, giving him a pat on the shoulder before returning to her seat.

Jaehyun just stood there, dumbfounded. His eyes followed her until she sat down, acting like nothing had happened. After the conference, he rushed over to her to apologize again, but she kept waving him off, insisting it was fine. Still, the guilt gnawed at him. He had done far worse things before — and felt no remorse. But this? This he couldn’t forgive himself for.

Since then, he was like a lost puppy, constantly tailing her, and apologizing over and over.

"Mr. Jeong—"

"It's Jaehyun," he interrupted quickly.

"Okay," she paused, amused. "Jaehyun, please. How many times do I have to tell you? I am fine!" she laughed.

He still wasn’t convinced. She sighed and lifted her arm, twisting it so he could see the redness fading.

"See?" she said warmly. "Don't worry about it, okay?" She smiled at him.

When their eyes locked, Jaehyun felt something flutter in his chest. Her smile widened, and somehow, the heavy feeling inside him eased away. He had no idea how someone he just met could make him feel this way.

"You didn’t hurt me," she reassured.

"At least let me make it up to you," he insisted, sadness lingering in his voice.

She sighed. "Fine. You can make it up to me by buying me a dozen glazed donuts," she teased, grinning.

Jaehyun immediately nodded. After that, he kept asking her out — initially under the excuse of "making it up to her." But soon enough, both of them realized it wasn’t about the incident anymore.

Jaehyun was surprisingly shy, despite his intimidating looks and aura. She couldn’t believe someone like him had never dated before. When he finally revealed the truth about who he was, she accepted it — and him — without hesitation. She accepted all his baggage, ready to help him carry the weight. He had never felt so grateful in his life.

When news spread that Jeong Jaehyun finally had a significant other, threats started pouring in — from jealous admirers, those seeking revenge, and rival syndicates hoping to use his relationship as leverage to get to him. It began with anonymous texts, emails, tweets, even sticky notes and white envelopes left on her desk — all filled with hate and danger.

She tried to brush it off, pretending it didn’t affect her. But when Jaehyun found out, he was livid.

He would do anything to protect her.

But they had warned her, hadn't they? She ignored them, holding her head high. But hatred doesn’t like being ignored.

One night, they made good on their threats. It happened so fast — a sharp yank, cloth over her mouth, darkness swallowing her whole, a car speeding into nowhere. But even as panic surged in her chest, she forced herself to think.

Stay calm. Think.

She didn't scream.

She didn't cry.

Instead, she memorized everything — the number of men, the way they spoke, the turns the car took, the muffled sounds from outside. Little clues Jaehyun would know how to piece together.

They tied her to a chair in some abandoned warehouse. Ropes bit into her wrists, but she kept twisting subtly, loosening the knots.

Time. I just need time.

She didn't know how long she'd been sitting there when the door slammed open.

And then — him.

Jaehyun.

Her Jaehyun.

But not the soft one she knew.

This was the devil everyone whispered about — storm-eyed, radiating death.

He was a storm unleashed. The enemies barely had time to react; gunshots split the air, bodies dropped where they stood, blood slicked the concrete floors

In minutes, it was over. Jaehyun stood in the middle of it all, chest heaving, fists clenched, rage radiating off him like a second skin.

Until he saw her — tied to a chair, eyes wide.

"(Y/N)!" he choked out.

She was already trying to free herself but froze when their eyes met. For a moment, something passed over her face — something that shattered him.

Fear.

Jaehyun froze, his breath catching in his throat.

No.

Not her.

For one heart-stopping second, he thought she was afraid of him. And that terrified him more than anything.

He felt his heart drop, and his stomach twist painfully. His hands went cold. He felt like a stranger in his own skin.

Was this who he had become?

A man even she couldn't look at without fear?

He felt like he was suffocating. He didn’t think he could survive it.

It terrified him — not because of what it said about her, but what it said about him.

But then... he looked closer.

Her eyes weren’t full of terror — they were full of sorrow.

It wasn’t fear of him.

It was fear for him.

For the life he lived.

For the blood he shed.

For the war he was drowning in.

Her hands trembled not because he terrified her, but because she knew this kind of life would destroy him — piece by piece.

Jaehyun's gun slipped from his fingers, clattering to the ground. He stumbled toward her, falling to his knees like a broken man. His hands gripped her shoulders, his face wild.

"You okay?" His voice cracked, a jagged plea in the silence that followed.

"I'm fine," she said, heart pounding but voice steady. She even managed a small smile. "Told you I'm tougher than I look."

He pulled her into his chest, trembling harder than she was. "I should've protected you," he rasped, his voice breaking.

"You did," she whispered back, her voice low, steady, holding him together.  "You found me."

"I'm sorry," he whispered, tears spilling down his cheeks, mixing with the blood splattered across his skin. His voice cracked like a fragile thing breaking apart.

He looked at her like he expected her to turn away.

To hate him.

To leave him.

But she didn’t.

Slowly, gently, she leaned forward, the ropes falling loose around her wrists. She cupped his bloodstained face in her trembling hands.

"I'm scared," she said quietly, her voice thick with emotion. "Not of you... but for you."

Jaehyun sobbed — a raw, wounded sound that echoed through the empty warehouse. He buried his face against her stomach, clutching her like she was the only thing anchoring him to this world.

And she let him.

She held him close, rocking him gently, even as tears filled her own eyes.

In that bloodstained warehouse, surrounded by death and chaos, he found salvation in her arms.

Later that night, Jaehyun sat beside her on the couch, staring at the quiet city lights through the wide glass windows of his penthouse. The blood was gone. The warehouse was a memory. But he couldn't stop shaking.

She sat next to him, her small hand resting over his heart, grounding him. Neither of them spoke for a long while.

Finally, Jaehyun broke the silence, his voice hoarse. "I almost lost you today," he said, not looking at her.

"You didn't," she replied softly.

"But I could have." His jaw clenched. "Because of who I am. Because of this... life."

She squeezed his hand. "I know what I signed up for."

He shook his head, almost angrily. "You didn’t sign up for this. You deserve better than this world." He finally turned to face her, and the pain in his eyes was unbearable. "You deserve someone who can give you a peaceful life. A safe life."

"I don't want a peaceful life," she said, eyes steady. "I want you."

Jaehyun felt something in him crack open.

He didn't even realize he was reaching for the small box hidden deep in his pocket — something he had been carrying for months, never brave enough to use.

Until now.

With trembling fingers, Jaehyun dropped to his knees again, this time not in defeat — but in devotion.

Her eyes widened as he opened the box, revealing a simple but beautiful ring. No flashy diamonds. No gold. Just a thin silver band — something sturdy. Something real.

"Marry me," Jaehyun said, voice thick with emotion. "Be my family. Be my home."

Tears welled up in her eyes. She smiled — that same smile that melted every wall he'd ever built around his heart — and nodded. "Yes," she whispered.

He slid the ring onto her finger, his hands still shaking. Then he leaned his forehead against her hand, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles.

When the news broke that Jeong Jaehyun finally had a significant other, threats rained down harder than ever. But it didn't matter anymore. Because when Jaehyun looked at her — his wife — he didn't see fear or doubt.

He saw a future.

Because Jaehyun would burn down the world for her. And he'd smile while doing it

"Boss is such a simp for Madam," the guy chuckled, blowing smoke through his nostrils.

The other men laughed along.

"And what if he is?" a low voice asked.

"Well, it's pathe—" The guy stopped mid-sentence when he looked up and saw Boss standing right there, staring him down. Startled, he shot up from his seat as everyone else scrambled and backed away. They bowed deeply, not daring to meet Jaehyun’s eyes.

"Up," Jaehyun commanded.

The smoker slowly stood straight, even as his knees trembled. Jaehyun approached, towering over him until the man's back hit the wall. Jaehyun eyed the cigarette still trembling in the guy’s fingers. He took it from him, rolling it between his fingers as ashes fell to the floor.

"I don't give a fuck if you talk about me behind my back," Jaehyun said, voice calm — almost lazy. "But if you talk shit about my wife..."

He pressed the lit end of the cigarette into the side of the man’s neck, twisting it cruelly until the ember died. The man gritted his teeth, fists clenched in agony. Jaehyun tossed the extinguished cigarette onto the floor. A burn mark seared into the man’s skin — a warning.

And this was nothing compared to what Jaehyun was truly capable of when it came to her.

The other men recoiled, clutching their own necks in fear. "Are we understood?" Jaehyun asked.

"Yes, Boss!" they chorused, bowing deeply before scattering like leaves in the wind.

"Sweetie..." a soft voice called from behind.

Jaehyun’s entire demeanor melted as he felt her arms snake around his waist, pulling him into her warmth. He turned his head to the side and found her hugging him from behind, her cheek resting against his back.

He smiled, tilting his head toward her. "Hey," he said.

"Hey," she grinned, her voice full of sunshine.

Jaehyun turned back to the man in front of him and jerked his chin at him, signaling for him to leave. The guy scrambled away with a hurried bow.

"Let’s go buy groceries?" she asked sweetly.

"Sweetie, you know we can’t go out much," Jaehyun said gently.

She pouted. "But I want to spend time with my husband."

Hearing her call him that made him melt all over again.

He turned, kissing her pouting lips into a smile. "Okay," he gave in easily, threading his fingers through hers, pulling her protectively into his side. She wasn’t just precious to him — she was sacred.

Jaehyun tightened his hold on her hand, glancing down at her with a soft smile.

He never thought he’d be lucky enough to live like this — to chase after little pieces of normalcy, to laugh, to argue over groceries, to hope.

As long as she was with him, Jaehyun could endure the storms. He would tear the world apart to keep her safe, no matter the cost.

“What do you mean she threw up on you?”

“Dude I was about to finish and next thing I know-”

You’re sat on the couch perched by the table completing a jigsaw puzzle while Johnny sits at the bar conversing with Jaehyun about one of his sex horror stories that you begin to zone in on for a moment but quickly regret it, putting your airpods back in. You had the day off today but you were out of the house for most of it, running errands and catching up with Mark before you two had to part due to his schedule. You couldn’t help the feeling of guilt that ignited whenever his lips met yours when you prepped to part ways because you felt like a cheater and he was the last person on earth that deserved to be backstabbed after everything he did for you. Looking up from your puzzle you spot Johnny peering over at you mouthing words you are unable to make out with your airpods in as your hand comes up to take one out he reiterates.

“We’re gonna catch a movie later.” He says, not asking you but instead informing you.

“What if I don’t wanna go?” You counter.

His expression shows he’s taken aback as he plants his hands on his chest and parts his lips letting out a gasp.

“Did you just say you hate me and that I should die?”

Rolling your eyes and letting out a chuckle you shake your head at his melodramatic attitude. You didn’t mind going to catch a movie with him; you’d done it before and the night ended in him having to restrain himself from uttering another word since every syllable he uttered had you clutching your stomach in laughter.

“I’ll be ready.” You assure him.

“Thank god, Jaehyun, how boring of a roommate are you to have her doing a puzzle on a Saturday night?” He exclaims, flailing his arms around. Your eyes fall on him who is already staring at you with that sharp gaze that makes you wanna run to your room and never come out.

“Not my fault she doesn’t know how to hold a conversation.”

“Why would I want to hold a conversation with you?”

Your tone is sharp, matching your eyes that shoot daggers at him from across the room. It’s not that you aren’t aware of the fact that talking back only fuels the fire between the two of you but you refused to let him have the last word especially after the crap he pulled last time he got you alone. Did he not feel even an ounce of the guilt you felt for what he caused? Him and Mark have been friends way before the two of you lived together. So much for bro code.

“Afraid you might fuck around and like me?” He teases, tongue in cheek with his words while you feel the hair on your skin stand up and your nostrils flare in annoyance so much you nearly forget about Johnny who’s eyes dart between the two of you incessantly.

“Fuck off.” Your jaw clenches as you look at him with the looming urge to punch him in his beautiful face.

“If you guys are gonna fight, at least let me pop some corn.” Johnny quips, laughing at his own joke while you raise a questioning brow at him.

“No? Tough crowd.”

Deciding it’s best to step away for a bit you excuse yourself to your room with the excuse that you’ve left to get ready for the movie. Taking your time to pick out clothes after doing your makeup which you figure is a slight waste since you would be in the dark for the majority of the night but you were desperate to pass the time in your room and you ruled out starting another series on Netflix. Looking over yourself in the mirror you take your phone to glance over your notifications and they hold no substance until a ding sounds and your finger taps on the text message from Mark.

Mark <3: Missing you :(

Your heart swells and deflates at the words on your screen. Even though you did not act on your sudden attraction for Jaehyun you did only an ounce of what you could have to stop him from touching you the way he did but it was still wrong of you to think of another person while you were in a happy and healthy relationship.

You: Miss you too, bub.

Your fingers press send as a knock sounds at your door, startling you.

“Yeah?” You answer, rubbing your glossy lips with another coat of product.

“We’re ready when you are.” Jaehyun’s voice sounds from behind the door causing you to stiffen at the sound of it, hating yourself for wanting to feel his breath on your lips while he utters filthy words to you.

“Be out in a sec!”

You utter a ‘fuck’ under your breath hastily searching for your bag and trailing over to your door to whip it open before your face nearly collides with a chest but your hand squeezes the door knob for leverage and peers up at the face that belongs to the body you nearly crashed into. Your eyes are wide like a deer in headlights before you clear your throat to compose yourself.

“S-sorry I didn’t know you were still behind the door-”

His eyes trail over your attire making you gulp at the way he feels no need to be subtle.

“Can you chill? Seriously, you don’t have to be a fucking cunt all the time.” You spit, before shoving him to the side and turning the corner where you meet Johnny's line of sight, falling into a conversation quickly. His head tilts in resignation at your attitude, he concludes he deserved that one after pushing your buttons in front of Johnny.

“I call front seat.” You chirp when you walk out of the apartment towards Johnny’s truck, hopping in with the help of the ledge that juts out when you open the door of the vehicle. You’re pressing buttons on the radio to occupy yourself while you tune out the men’s voices in the minimal space of the vehicle. The room always felt ten times smaller when Jaehyun is present, somehow sucking the energy out of you through gestures even though his comments did bother you most of the time his aura is what ticked you off.

“You remember Diana?” Johnny’s voice pulls you out of your thoughts as you move your eyes from the radio to watch his smirking face.

“Yeah! We’ve only talked a few times but she baked me cookies for my birthday- why?”

You recall the timid girl that sat across from you in your English class occasionally asking you to get coffee and you were surprised to be approached since you were still coming out of your shell as well. She’s beautiful and you had some of the best conversations with her.

“I asked her out and she said yes.”

Your heart soars for your friend. It was easy for people to like him since he has the looks and personality everyone searches for but he never felt a deep connection with any girl he “dated”, meanwhile every girl he ever dated fell in love with him and he never stayed present long enough to catch them.

“She’s so sweet! You guys vibe?”

Jaehyun chimes in, poking at Johnny’s cheek from the backseat with a smirk.

“My boy’s in it for a good time.” He laughs, peering over at you with an indisputable look in his eye making you roll yours.

“Are you not emotionally drained making everything about sex? Where’s the fun in that?”

You couldn’t help but be bothered by his take on the subject. Sure you had your fair share of meaningless hook-ups but they all left you with that same feeling of emptiness and at your age now you only gave real relationships you feel would make you grow to be a better person with the whoever you ended up spending your life with.

“The fun is in the sex.” Answering like it is the most obvious thing in the world, his dimpled smile comes into view as he replies to your serious question and you are reminded why you despised him in the first place; no longer clouded by lust or the feeling to put all the energy you put into hating him into finding the good in him. You have seen all you needed to. The ride to the theater remains silent and you arrive, eyes looking up at the huge menu displayed on the wall behind the concession stand before your hand taps Johnny on the shoulder.

“I’m gonna run to the restroom.” He nods.

“Yeah, what do you want?” He gestures to the concessions.

Rummaging through your purse to hand him your credit card you scan your eyes over the menu.

“Uhh nachos and a medium pepsi.” You say while your hand is still held out waiting for his to take it. He grimaces at the sight of it.

“Take the card, Suh.” You go to grab his hand but he moves it from your vicinity, a frown forming upon your lips.

“I got it. Go.”

He flips you around, pushing you towards the restrooms before going to stand next to Jaehyun who’s waiting in line. You trail to the restroom and wash your hands hastily drying them before your eyes land on your face in the mirror. Right then your phone rings; the tone hits the walls of the restroom making it louder than you expect as your eyes read the name on the screen and your finger finds its path to the green button before you put it to your ear.

“Hey you.” You declare, adding a tinge of sultry to your voice nearly cringing when you depict it in your speech.

“Hey. How’s my favorite girl?” Mark’s voice fills your gut with butterflies and guilt all at once. The combination poisonous as it spreads to the top of your fucking skull.

“I’m alright. You done workin’?”

Your palm rubs against the counter to suppress the nerves his voice on the line induce.

“Yeah it got pretty slow so boss let me out early-”

His voice seems to fade out as the door of the restroom swings open and your neck looks up from your phone to the mirror to see who it is- expecting a stranger to walk in but Jaehyun’s eyes meet yours quickly as your lips form a thin line.

“What are you up to, baby?”

You hear the question and your senses feel like they have disconnected as he steps towards you, peering down at you while you look at the ceiling to maintain the loss of eye contact.

“Baby, you there?”

His neck cranes down, moving your hair out of the way purposely letting his fingertips graze the back of your neck.

“Y-yeah I’m actually at the theater.” You curse yourself for the way your neck automatically tilts at his touch, giving in while you struggle to remain aware of your boyfriend’s voice.

“Oh? You went alone?”

You nearly shake your head before you realize he can’t see you.

“No. I’m with Johnny and Jaehyun.” You exhale, nudging the man behind you with your elbow emitting a groan of agony from him.

“What are y’all gonna see?”

Jaehyun goes to lean on the tiled wall of the restroom, staring you down ambiguously.

“Johnny wanted me to come along so I just went along- I was actually working on a puzzle at home and now I’m in the restroom talking to you.” You ramble making your boyfriend chuckle.

“Cute. Tell the boys I say hello and let me know if you get home safe, alright?”

You hear the clicking of his car and come up with the conclusion he must be driving himself home from work now.

“Alright. Love you, bub.”

“Love you too, babe.”

The line cuts there as he hangs up and you let your hand fall from your ear, putting the phone away in your pocket. Jaehyun remains wordless with his arms crossed, jaw clenched for a reason you don’t know. Your brow raises as a way of saying ‘what was that?’

“The uh movie’s about to start.”

You nod, “I was just on my way out.”

The silence holds tension as you dry your damp palms on your jeans.

“Listen-I’m sorry, okay?-”

Your fingers fluff your hair out in the mirror idly while his eyes remain focused on you but you react in a way that shows you are not phased

“For what exactly? Making me feel guilty for feelings you have for me or being an asshole?” You spit shamelessly, recalling the way he spoke in the car.

“All of it. I shouldn’t intrude on what you and Mark have going on.” The look in his eyes shows sincerity, differing from the pompous attitude he held up in the car.

This is what you wanted so you nod; not adding or rejecting the words he says because it no longer matters. Not when you and his best friend are happily together and he cares for you much more than Jaehyun ever could because as he admitted in the car; lust is the only thing motivating him to feel anything for you. This condition was seamless, he’d leave you alone. This apology is now timelessly effective.

“Great. See ya out there.” Before he can say anything, you are out of his sight and he is left with the swinging sound of the door.

-

There’s a lot of things that come with being a girlfriend; a good one at that. There’s holding hands, gift-giving, and the occasional late-night phone conversations discussing what you would do the next time you met up with one another. Mark is one of the most affectionate people you’ve ever been with; attentive to your mood switches but never pestering you regarding the matter and when time permitted he’d fuck the absolute shit out of you. You were more than surprised with his performance given the way he usually came off gentle but you had come to find out that you judged so incorrectly.

You recall the first time it happened, laid on his bed and working on assignments since he insisted he felt most productive with you around and you obliged, taking your textbook over to his room, putting a good dent in your calculus homework until you heard him shuffling across the room to trail over to you with dark eyes, differing from the usual dark brown. His hand pushed your textbook closed, sliding it to the ground while your lips fell open in exasperation and his hand made its way to your thigh before you crane your neck up to look up from the book that was now splayed on the ground to peer up at him with a pout.

“What-”

Lips met yours and you immediately forgot about the textbook, letting your fingers tangle themselves in his bleached strands, moaning into his mouth giving the chance for his warm tongue to slide between your lips. You become aware of his hard-on rubbing your thigh, pulling away for a moment to look at him with curious eyes, a smirk decorating his slightly swollen lips.

“I don’t mean to be so straight forward but is it too early in our relationship for me to fuck you?”

Mark’s vulgar words ignite a heat in your tummy before it resides in between your legs as he presses himself between your legs.

“Nuh-uh.”

That’s all it takes for sounds of fabric tearing and you are trying to keep up with his rough kisses and quick hands that palm your breast through your shirt before he pulls it down to wrap his lips around your pert nipple and your lungs forget how to act while your back arches into his touch, forgetting how it felt to have someone pleasure you. His mouth meets yours in a searing kiss while his hands pull your white, lacey panties down before carelessly throwing them to the other side of the room and his lips trail kisses down to where you need the most attention, letting his warm breath meet your clit devoiding it of care as he sucks on the skin of your thighs surely leaving gifts for you to view later. Your whimpers are incessant as he continues his torture and his fingers brush down your slit making you shudder.

“Sensitive little thing aren’t you?”

“More please.” You plead.

His fingers rub against your entrance, coating your arousal evenly before slipping one inside of you emitting a sigh of relief from you while your back arches into his touch. It was too good that your hands found themselves going to grab at his wrist but his free hand caught them, smacking you away for you to seek shelter in the sheets around you. His lips press against your clit, softly kissing it while adding a finger to further the stretch, pumping them out at a quicker pace while the obscene sound of squelching meets the wall along with your mewls while you try not to moan too loudly. Your senses feel like they’re mushed as your vision blurs and your body vibrates as Mark hums against your pussy and before you can register it ecstasy thrums through you. Your teeth bite down on your index and you only realize when you open your eyes to peer down at your boyfriend who’s lip glistens with your release. He climbs up so his face is near yours again, your thumb gliding across his coated lips before you bring it to your mouth, giggling at nothing in particular while Mark’s gaze stays on your face. Your lips meet his for a moment before you move them down to his neck, licking and sucking at his tan skin while your hand goes to tug his length out of his shorts.  A sharp exhale from his lips encourages you to continue your movements as his skin heats up against yours and he pushes you away, pinning your wrists on either side of your head while you squeal at the swift motion but enjoy the firm grip he keeps on you.

“Tell me how bad you want me.” He whispers into your ear, letting the tip of his nose graze yours before sucking your bottom lip into his mouth.

Your hips rise to grind your center against his length and his body presses against you to halt your advances, feeling his bare length brush against you.

“Want you so bad.” You plead shamelessly.

Flipped onto your stomach in a split second you feel his tip glide across your slit deliciously before he slips himself into you without any warning and you feel like the air is too thin to breathe in, your mind foggy with pleasure as his hips set a sensual pace while your shallow gasps sound. Your head is buried into the pillow, muffling your sounds until you feel his hand hold your neck firmly while his other hand has its fingertips pressing into your waist.

“Wanna hear you.”

You grunt in response as his pace quickens and the obscene sounds of skin against skin hits the walls and his dick brushes your g-spot repeatedly making your eyes roll to the back of your head, pushing your ass up to him automatically giving into the heat you feel unfurl through your core. His hands never stop wandering as he accommodates you by gripping your upper arms to pull you against him all while his hard thrusts never falter. You were insane for ever doubting him for even a second, mentally apologizing for your fault; for even thinking of Jaehyun the way you did when you had something so good and healthy with Mark.

“M’ gonna cum.” You declare breathlessly, laying your head on Mark’s chest while he wraps an arm around you to keep your incapable body against him while his other hand goes to play with your clit forming stars in your vision.

“T-too good.”

A chuckle rumbles through his firm chest. “You’re not gonna take what I give you baby?”

The motherfucker knows you can’t respond while his cock is literally brushing your cervix.

“Want me to stop fucking you, hm?”

In fear of him halting his movements you muster words through your shallow pants.

“No! Please make me cum!”

His hands palm your breasts, adding to the stimulation and you swear you are on cloud nine when your vision goes out for a moment but it has no importance when the most brain-wracking orgasm thrums through you while he fucks you through it holding you tighter against him like he’s afraid you’ll disappear in thin air. Peppering gentle kisses on your neck, differing to the sins he committed on your body.

“Shit.” He says when he notices the wetness on his sheets. You come to, looking down at the moisture dripping down your thighs and the wet spots on the sheets, clenching around him in embarrassment.

“Fuck, I didn’t-” You began declaring an apology before his lips meet yours, straying soon after.

“That was so fucking hot.” He smiles, pressing his lips to yours again while his hands glide all over your sweaty body.

This is good. Things are good. You just had to learn how to ignore the looming thoughts of someone you swore could beat the standard your boyfriend reached.

-

Back at the shared apartment you mostly stayed in your room working on assignments that were not due for several weeks with the hopes of avoiding Jaehyun who became strangely cordial towards you with the reciprocation of that attitude from you. This new energy between you ignited a pain within you because his apology was sincere and he backed up his words with the way he interacted with you daily. Shutting your laptop closed, you pad your way to the kitchen for a drink of water, grabbing one from the fridge hastily before chugging down half the bottle. Shuffling is heard from down the hall making you turn to see where the sound is coming from to spot a head of wet hair that leads down a bare torso to a white towel obstructing your view of the rest of your roommate’s body; not that you had any reason to want to see any of it. Jaehyun is quick to enter his room, oblivious of your stunned figure standing in the kitchen losing your breath over the sight of him. Averting your gaze back to your water bottle, you sigh out in an attempt to clear your head. All this time you put all the frustration you had pent up for him towards hating him and it made sense then but now you were simply classified as a bitch if you were mean to him when he was so nice to you now. The door of his bedroom opens again making your neck turn towards the sound of his footsteps meeting his friendly grin with a similar expression.

“You alright?” He says with a quirked brow. You nod quickly, picking up your water as a poor way to mask your fidgeting.

“Just dehydrated is all.”

He frowns, placing his hand on your forehead checking your temperature.

“What are you-”

“Feel sick at all? I know with school starting and all it’s anxiety inducing.”

The Med student in him rears its head as he takes his hand away from your forehead and glances at you intently waiting for a response while you stand with your mouth agape thinking of a coherent sentence because he’s so attractive and you are such a bad person and such a bad girlfriend.

“I-I’m alright, really. It’s very sweet of you to check.” You chuckle as a toothy smile spreads across his face and you swear you see his eyes glimmer in the kitchen's lighting. He spares you another smile before darting his eyes to a spot behind you before his gaze meets yours again.

“I’m making us dinner tonight-”

Your eyes widen and your cheeks flush at the way his words come out and he notices the look on your face at the way the words could be interpreted after he swore he was changing phases with you. No amount of him being a jerk would make you fall for him like an idiot-plus you are dating his best friend. Jaehyun shakes his head, scoffing at his words that he wishes he could erase from the air as he clears his throat to utter an apology to you a soft palm slaps his arm playfully.

“No way, what are you making?- Can I help?” You perk enthusiastically, looking up at him with wide eyes. He recalls that look in your eyes from New Years as you looked up at Mark with hazy eyes in your vulnerable intoxicated state but now you are fully sober and there is nothing to blame it on other than the sheer fact that you had no idea what effect you have on him. You had no clue what he was willing to put on the line for you- for just a taste-

“Jaehyun?” You repeated as he stood frozen, glaring at you with his dark eyes that blink incessantly as he snaps out of it.

“Sorry- brain’s lagging from all the studying- but why don’t you go wash up and I’ll handle dinner.”

Your lips form a frown as you become vigilant of his usual aura becoming invisible- usually he seemed so certain in all of his actions with all of the smart comments he’d shoot at you when the possibility of being cordial was never presented. The scolding water hitting your skin in the shower makes the thoughts in your head run wild. Was it a bit masochistic to say you prefer the way things were before? What was there to even talk about with him now? Climate change or the way the economy was ready to fail us all? A groan rattles through you as you slide your bare body down the tiled wall of the shower. Hating him was much more fun than this. Finally ending your pathetic excuse of a pity party you dress yourself in an oversized pullover that definitely belonged to Mark along with shorts before padding out of the steamy bathroom with your damp curls sticking to the nape of your neck. It seems Jaehyun had everything set up for dinner prior to informing you about it since the table is already set with two plates that consist of generous portions. Setting the last utensil down he looks up at you with raised brows.

“There you are. Feeling better?”

You forget what he is referring to and think you have been caught and that he somehow heard your thoughts in the shower causing you to stand rigid with wide eyes as he tilts his head awaiting an answer.

“Oh yeah. All good. Food looks great, by the way.” Your feet pad over to the chair pulling it out before sitting down feeling eyes burn a hole through your form. He takes that as his cue to take a seat across from you who struggles to meet his eyes, a visible wince evident when you finally do.

“I hope it’s not too spicy.”

You shake your head at his words, cutting a piece of the chicken on your plate and popping it into your mouth, eyes widening at how good the food is.

“No way this is actually good.”

An offended gasp comes from him. “You’re surprised I can conjure up a decent meal?”

A chuckle comes from you, hand coming up to cover your mouth. “Honestly?”

His eyes form a squint along with the appearance of the craters in his cheeks. “That would be preferred.”

“Surprised is an understatement.” You jab playfully.

The tension seems to wither away as you fork away at the contents on your plate, finishing most of it before you lean back in your seat absentmindedly watching the way his jaw clenches when he chews before your eyes catch the veins in his larger hands and you don’t realize that he’s watching you gnaw on your index finger while you blatantly gawk at his hands-he swears he’s imagining the far away look on your face because although he is focusing on being better towards you that changes none of the desires he holds for you but he’s determined to stray away from the asshole you coined him as. It’s not until he goes to stand up that your eyes move up to look him in the eye.

“Let me help with the dishes.” You softly declare through your pouty lips and he swears his knees buckle at the sight of them. You’re quick on your feet when you rise from your chair, taking his plate from his hands to trail over to the sink with them, running warm water over the plates and you turn to find him bringing over the cups. You quietly thank him as you let the sponge scrub against the porcelain while his warmth radiates on to you as he stands near you. The only thing that can be heard is the water's movement while you rinse the silverware of the soapy substance before setting them on the rack to dry all while you try to ignore the feeling of his eyes burning into your skin. You turn your neck to meet his eyes. He sports a grin on his face as he just gazes at you in silence.

“Thanks, I really appreciate it.”

Your damp hands forget about ever washing the dishes as your eyes blink multiple times and you are struggling to generate a response.

“Of course. Thanks for dinner.”

A silent nod is all he returns before he wishes you a goodnight, leaving you breathless as you soon hear the click of his shutting bedroom door.

Kira looked back at you and Jinsoul as if waiting for the punch-line of a bad joke to be told. "You have to believe me." You leaned forward and looked at her. "He's Eros and we found him at the back of our school."   You looked over at Jinsoul hoping that she would add in some more evidence to convince Kira that you were right. Jinsoul placed her chai down on the table and turned to you. "Eros? As in Cupid? Are you sure?" Kira asked, "Did Doyoung put you up to this to get back at me for taking Mythology course instead of taking one with him?" She was doubtful, you could tell, after all, she was the most naïve person in your friend group.  You shook your head and reached for her hand. "I am being serious." You let out a sigh before letting go and covering your face. "And I think I fucked up." "W-what do you mean?" Kira asked. "I mean, Yuta is a god and I accidentally stabbed him with his arrows and he's been in love with me ever since." Retelling the sequence of events that occurred over the past few weeks felt as if you were talking about the plot of a movie. Or a complicated greek love story. "I know the love isn't real, and I just want to fix this." It felt so nice having someone love you unconditionally and the intimacy was insane but the fact that none of it was how he truly felt just didn't sit right with you. You couldn't live a life knowing his love was faked. There was a moment of silence between you all until Kira spoke up. "That's why you need me?" She asked. You nodded. She was, in fact, a top student in your class and maybe she would know how to fix this. Plus she believed in magic and all that crap so even better. "I'm not as smart as you think, but yes. I'll help you out." You let out a sigh of relief and gently squeezed her hands before letting it go and leaning back in the chair.  Knowing that you had help was calming to some extent.   "This is great and all, but can we get something to eat?" Jinsoul finally spoke up as she rubbed her aching temples.  You looked back at her and nodded. "Sure, but what are we going to do about this?" You asked. Kira passed her hands through her dark hair, she looked up to the ceiling, you could tell she was trying to come up with an idea - she usually did that when she was thinking. "I have an idea.. but it's a long shot." Kira said as she looked at you, "I'll meet you later at your place at around 3, is that okay?" You nodded and thanked her once more before she got up and left the café. You had a bit of hope in her that maybe, just maybe things would work out.

[ ξ ] [y/n, is everything okay?] The text lit up the screen of your phone. You picked it up and saw Jaehyun's name gracing the screen. This was the moment you've been dreading ever since yesterday, but you knew that you couldn't ignore him forever. You flopped down on your bed and began to type. [yeah, it's fine, I'm sorry about missing out yesterday.] Almost a minute later Jaehyun replied. [don't worry about it. doyoung told me you guys went out.] You reread the text, the sudden and uncontrollable urge to slap Kim Doyoung consumed you. You were about to reply when your bedroom door swung open.  Causing you to drop your phone. "Yuta, what are you doing?" You asked the taller man as he crawled into bed with you, he laid down and then turned to face you. His finger gently bopping your nose before speaking, "I came to spend time with you." He paused. "You left really early this morning and I didn't know where you went." His lips curving into a pout as he moved closer to you. "Yuta.. " you were conflicted with yourself, should you tell him that he wasn't really in love with you? That everything here was just one big lie? Or should you just keep faking it until Kira found a solution? You didn't know and it was causing restlessness to settle within you.  Yuta played with the end of your t-shirt as he hummed softly. his soft lips parted as he started to sing a bit louder.  His eyes locked on you as he sung the words of a love song you never heard before.  The words catching and holding your attention while his voice making up for the missing music. Yuta sat up and the lights in the room dimmed down.

His voice bewitching you - hooking your attention, making you wonder how on earth was he able to do this.

Unfortunately, the mood was interrupted by the sound a knock on the front door. You blinked and quickly pushed Yuta off before scrabbling to pull on your t-shirt and run to open the door. Yuta sighed before pushing his hair back, he stood up and walked out of the room just in time to see Kira, Doyoung and Jaehyun by the doorway. "Doyoung and Jaehyun need some advice with something downstairs and wanted to know if Yuta could help them," Kira said as she looked at you. Confusion set in however as Kira raised her eyebrows at you - you played along with her. "Uh yeah, why don't you help them out?" you added with a smile. It was easy to tell that Yuta was suspicious about the situation so you walked up to him and held his hand. "Do it for me?" you pouted and almost as if he was under your control Yuta agreed. Soon enough both Yuta, Jaehyun and Doyoung were out the door. "Did you find anything?" You asked Kira who was setting her laptop down on the countertop.  She opened it up before nodding. "I did but .. as I told you before - it's a long shot." you could sense the nervousness in her tone as she typed in her password and the computer screen lit up.  She opened up a web page and type in a name which wasn't too familiar to you at all. Once the page loaded she looked back at you, "Where's Jinsoul?" she asked.   You shrugged, after the café, she came home with you but then you weren't sure if she left or if she was still at home. "Jinsoul!" you yelled. Kira jumped at the sudden loudness of your voice but thankfully a few seconds after you heard Jinsoul's voice. "Y/N?" she yelled. A few seconds later Jinsoul emerged from her room in sweats holding a bag of chips. "You bitches called?" she asked as she sat on the chair next to Kira who was trying to hold in her smile. "Yeah, remember when we took that extra credit class on mythology around the world?" she asked. Jinsoul pondered on her statement before nodding. "Do you remember when you got drunk and realised that Ten didn't like you because he was .. into someone else?"  A flush of pink highlighted her cheeks as she nodded. "Now, who did you say you were going to call?" Jinsoul straightened her posture as she thought about it, that's when her eyes lit up, "Anteros!" she said. Kira nodded before looking back at you. "We need to summon Anteros." "Who the hell is that?" you looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "He's the god of true love and the avenger of one-sided love." Jinsoul paused, "and he's supposed to be Eros' brother."   You thought about it for a second and it slowly began to make sense, what better way to solve an issue with a god than to ask a god right?  The plan was worth a shot and so the process to summon another greek god started.   "So … how do we summon Anteros?"  You asked as you leaned over the countertop and looked at Kira and Jinsoul.  There was a moment of silence before Jinsoul and Kira exchanged looks.  It was easy to see that something was going and you were dying to know.   "That's being taken care off." Kira said, "It started when Jaehyun came over today."   Jaehyun? What did he have to do with the situation you were going through now? How was he the key to summoning Anteros?   Your confused expression gave away your thoughts as Kira proceeded to explain. She sat up on the stool and fiddled with her fingers. "Jaehyun suffers from one-sided love.. so the more intense his feelings are the stronger the aura would be around him and hopefully that would attract Anteros' attention - plus I have some incense, so we just need some space to start,"  Kira said. "Jaehyun? Suffering from one-sided love?" You blurted out. "You mean Jung Jaehyun of the undergrads' degree of business management in our university?"  Both Jinsoul and Kira nodded in unison however to change the subject Jinsoul stood up and walked to the couch. "Let's just move the couch and we can try the thing Kira was saying."   You nodded and the three of you proceeded to move the couch around to have a wide space in the middle so you could begin the thing Kira was talking about. Once everything was cleared, you closed the windows and pulled the curtains to get the room as dark as possible. Because it was about four in the evening it was a bit difficult. Finally, you were able to set the mood for forthcoming events. You sat in a circle with Kira and Jinsoul, and some candles around you all.  Kira had just ended a call with Doyoung and she placed her phone to the side before turning to you. "I've… never done this before." Kira admitted as she tied her hair. "I'm sorry in advance if I accidentally summon a sex demon." "That's fine Key, I'll gladly take him." Jinsoul laughed at her joke but you were a bit worried, what if this didn't work out? What would happen then? You looked up as Kira lit the last candle and placed a quaint pink envelope in the centre of the circle. "What's that?" You asked. "A gift, something to pull in Anteros a bit quicker," Kira said before holding out her hand for you to hold. You took her soft hand in yours and then followed her as she closed her eyes.  "Think about that one person who you love but doesn't love you back - it could be an idol, once you project that one-sided love aura. " You bit your lip as you thought about that one idol you've stanned for a long while. The desire for them growing stronger and stronger as you heard the sound of rain from outside. The room was noiseless making it easy to hear the sound of the rain grow louder with each passing second.   The sudden change in weather brought goosebumps to your skin as you kept your eyes closed. Focusing your emotions on that one idol. You felt Kira's grip tighten around your hand as a flash of lightning lit up the room followed by a clap of thunder. Your heart skipped a beat at the loud sound.   A shock of electricity rushed through your body as another sound of thunder rumbled and a loud noise echoed throughout the room. Your eyes flew open just to see Kira and Jinsoul looking up to the ceiling. Your gaze followed theirs just to see a bright light and a figure levitating. "Oh fuck." Jinsoul said as she let go of your hand and moved away from the person. "Kira?" You cautiously said as you looked at her for an answer. She was speechless - none of you believed that this was going to work yet here you are with another greek god there. "Who dare summons Anteros? " His voice deep and soothing yet there was a hint of roughness embedded in the tone.  You stuttered - trying your best to form words before you could speak the front door swung open. "Kira!" Doyoung yelled. "Y/N!" Jaehyun and Yuta yelled as all three rushed into the room.

[ ο ] You sat on the couch between Jaehyun and Jinsoul as you eyed Yuta who was pacing back and forth. Now and then he would look up at the new person in the room. Kira sat with Doyoung on the other smaller couch - still in disbelief that her plan worked. And Anteros, the new person in the room and the god of reciprocated love donned in a white long-sleeved top and white pants. A black strap around his body which held his bow and arrows behind his back. He had soft dark brown hair and a cocky grin on his face as he crossed his arms. His aura angelic just dripping with purity even though he wore a smirk. "Well, brother," Anteros said as he eyed the shorter of the two. "Looks like you had some fun in the mortal world." His gaze shifting back to you briefly.   Yuta stopped and turned to face Anteros, "Why are you even here?" he asked, "Mother said … " "Mother said this, mother said that... You really are just Aphrodite's little baby boy huh?" Anteros asked as he reached forward and pinched Yuta's cheek. The disapproval in his face was prominent, his gaze hardening as he brushed off Anteros' hand. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife as the two brothers exchanged banter. Now you were wondering if this was the right idea or not.   "Anteros, just tell me why you're here," Yuta demanded as he grabbed Anteros by his collar.  Another cocky grin formed on Antero's face as he glanced over to you. "I'm here to avenge a one-sided love."  You felt a blush rise to your cheeks at his words. Having all these gods of love and lust was genuinely making it hard to abstain and be a good child of the Lord. "There is no one-sided love here," Yuta said rather defensively.  To which Anteros shook his head. "Oh brother, so naïve. " He tsked before pushing Yuta's hands off his collar. "There is someone here who is hopelessly in love with someone. And I'll be damned if that person goes on living like that. " "Okay! so I hate to break up a family reunion but what the fuck?" Doyoung asked as he stood up next to Yuta and Anteros. "I'll explain everything later," Kira said as she reached for his hand pulling him back to her. She was aiming for him to sit next to her but instead, Doyoung sat on her lap causing her to squeal.  This was not what you wanted to have happened and now things were getting complicated. "Wait, this isn't a play rehearsal?" Jaehyun asked as he leaned closer to you.   "Nope." Your voice was soft as you glanced at him. He was barely a few centimetres away from you, his skin so soft and clear. You always envied Jaehyun, he seemed like the perfect man, the only flaw was that he was flawless.  You forced yourself to look away from him, however, you didn't notice that his gaze lingered on your for a few more seconds.  His gaze always lingered on you longer. "Who summoned you?" Yuta asked as he faced his brother. Anteros let out an exhausted sigh before looking away. "Must I got through this with you?" he questioned. "It doesn't matter who summoned me. What matters is that I fix the little chaos that's brewing." "We don't need you fixing anything," Yuta said defensively. "Now I suggest you leave before I .." "Before you what?" Anteros questioned as he stepped closer to Yuta. "Are you going to shoot me again?" You could tell there was so much more to their story than what Yuta told you.   "I'll do much more than that." Yuta threatened as he held his hand out and his bow and arrow flew straight into his grip. Within a few seconds, he was pointing the weapon at Anteros. Yet Anteros showed no fear, instead, he simply smiled at the elder. "I would love to see you try." Anteros teased. This only aided in angering Yuta even more. You saw his grip tighten on the bow as he threatened to shoot. This was all too intense for you, immediately you lunged forward and placed your hands on Yuta's arms. "Wait." You said. "Don't shoot. He's your brother." You paused, "I think we just need to talk this through in a civil manner."  You eyed Yuta and then Anteros. Yuta reluctantly agreed, but only when you touched his hands and lowered the bow and arrow.   Jaehyun witnessing everything.

[ π ] "How exactly is this going to work?" You asked Anteros as he sat on the countertop. His features so soft and beautiful almost as if he was an angel, yet it contrasted to his body which was tall, slender and well built.  He smiled, a glow emanating from him and beaming down at you before responding. "Eros is very fiery, but unfortunately only he has the power to reverse an arrow incident." Anteros picked up a bottle of water and admired it before placing it down next to him. He leaned closer to you, his dark eyes piercing straight into yours for a couple of seconds. You blushed slightly and averted your gaze from him but he gently placed a hand on your cheek and made you look at him a bit longer.   "Just as I thought." He sat up straight, "You aren't in love with Eros are you?"  You shrugged at the question. Overtime you had grown to like Yuta a lot however, this was not love. It was so close to being it however, hanahaki was not something you prayed that anyone experience. Which is why you weren't going to continue being with Yuta consciously knowing that the feelings were not real. "My abilities are more along the lines of making the person who is unloved eventually receive love or just making the person who does not return love miserable."  Anteros rubbed his temples and closed his eyes.  "I do not wish to shoot you with an arrow," he said nonchalantly. You placed a hand on your hip as you gazed over to him. What the hell were you supposed to do now? You had two greek gods in your home and yet one problem couldn't be solved? This was unbelievable. Just then Jaehyun returned with Yuta and the pizzas. Jaehyun was quite skeptical about the whole greek god scenario and so he was staying a while with you, Jinsoul, Yuta and Anteros.   "Eros," Anteros called out to his brother. "You know you're under your own spell right?" He blatantly dropped the bomb as if it was nothing. "Firstly, my name is Yuta, my beloved gave that name to me and I am going to keep it." Yuta turned back to Anteros, "Secondly, the only spell I'm under it Y/n's pure love." Both Anteros and Jinsoul cringed at his words. Jaehyun placed the pizza down on the table and looked at the scene unfold before him. "You're so dumb, I always wonder how you're more famous than I am in Greek mythology." Anteros quipped as he slid off the counter and opened the pizza box. He looked at the contents before turning to face Yuta.  However, Yuta was already by your side with his hand around your waist, his gaze locked on you and if heart eyes were real you knew for a fact that Yuta would have them permanently while looking at you.   "So you both are actual Greek gods?" Jaehyun asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.   "Yes, we are," Anteros answered. "And he," Jaehyun gestured at Yuta, "Is Eros as in Cupid?" "Yes, he is." Anteros said, "You know I like him." Anteros looked at Jaehyun, "he's smart."  His gaze shifted to Eros, "Unlike some people." You rolled your eyes, of course, Jaehyun was smart. He was also talented, sweet, kind, helpful and inhumanely handsome.   You didn't even realise you were staring until Jinsoul snapped her fingers and walked in front of you. "He might be smart, but right now I'm hungry," she mumbled as she opened the box and took out a slice of the pizza. She bit into it and let out a loud groan. "This is the shit." She added before taking another slice and walking back to the couch. Yuta pulled you with him into the kitchen and placed two plates in front of you before taking out a slice for you. His head was tilted down as he carefully removed a slice of pizza from the rest when all of a sudden an arrow flew past him, just grazing his cheekbone slightly. "Fuck." you gasped as you stepped back and glanced at the direction where the arrow was coming from. There Anteros stood with the bow still in his hand. He lowered it and shook his head. "Missed," he mumbled disappointingly.   "The fuck is wrong with you?" Jaehyun asked as he looked at Anteros. "Oh calm down pretty boy, I wasn't aiming at you," Anteros said before pointing a finger at Yuta. "I'm going to get you." He said. 

[ ρ ] You awoke to the sound of someone quietly shuffling in the room. Your body still weak and filled with sleep making it difficult for you to move quickly and see who was there. At first, you thought it was just Yuta getting dressed however when you extended your leg slightly you felt his body next to yours on the bed. Your eyes fluttered open as your gaze landed on Anteros. Once he noticed you were awake he raised a finger and placed it on his lip.  You caught on to what he meant and stayed silent as he took a step closer to Yuta who was sound asleep. Anteros gripped his bow and arrow before aiming it at Yuta, he closed his left eye as his grip tightened and pulled the arrow back. Anteros let out a breath before shooting the arrow directly at Yuta. Yet to your surprise the arrow did not hit Yuta, instead, Yuta caught the lead arrow in his hand. His muscular arm grabbing the arrow in time, right before it pierced his chest. You gasped and quickly sat up on the bed.   "Yuta," you said before pushing off the covers and stumbling off the bed. Yuta narrowed his eyes as he held the arrow with both hands. He slowly proceeded to bend the arrow out of its shape, his biceps flexing as he destroyed the lead arrow. All the time - he maintained eye contact with Anteros.  This was enough to intimidate anyone unfortunately between gods it was nothing more than an empty threat.  Anteros seemed un-phased by his brother's actions but it had a different effect on you. "I don't need your help," Yuta said as he tossed the arrow across the room. "Eros, you are so fucking clueless," Anteros said as he lowered his bow and turned on his heels to exit the room slamming the door shut in the process. There was a moment of silence between you and Yuta as you looked at the bent arrow.   "He doesn't understand," Yuta said as he walked over to where you were standing. He caressed your cheek as his eyes admired your facial features. He gazed at you in an attempt to commit your countenance to memory with nothing but love in his eyes. His aura was strong enough to pull you in and keep you standing there at his mercy yet at the back of your mind you knew it was fake. 'snap out of it y/n.' you thought.

The words just lingering in your brain as he moved his finger to trace your bottom lip. A smirk tugging at his lips as he placed his other hand on you lower back pulling your body flush against his. "I love you," Yuta said as he leaned down and captured your lips in a kiss before you could respond to him. Part of you was relieved that you didn't have to speak up.  Yuta deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth and tasting you. He let out a soft moan as your arms slipped around his neck gripping on his hair and pulling him impossibly closer. 'snap out of it y/n.' you thought. Yet you didn't, some part of you just could not resist the god of carnal desire. It was as if he used his magic to keep you under his command even though you wanted to stop. You kissed him back, savouring each moment that his lips were against yours. He pulled away briefly allowing seconds to catch your breath before he stepped back and sat at the edge of the bed, tugging your arm so that you would straddle his lap. 'snap out of it y/n.' you thought. You bit your bottom lip as you gazed into his dark eyes which were clouded by desire. He reached for the ends of your PJ top and pulled it over your head before discarding his shirt. Yuta reached out gripping your jaw and pressing a closed mouth kiss to you before pressing his forehead to yours. You shuddered at this action, his eye contact seeming more intimidating than before.   A loop sided grin graced his features as his larger hands rubbed and groped at your thighs. He slid his hands higher until they reached the hem of your pyjama shorts. "Oh princess, this won't do." He tsked as he moved his forehead away from yours, "Stand up and take it off." he purred as he leaned back, both arms on either side of him as he propped himself up and gazed at your figure.  You couldn't hide the flush of colour that was pooling at your cheeks. Your skin heated from his words and your arousal heightening at the fact that he was controlling you now. 'snap out of it y/n.' you thought. Yet you didn't. Your fingers gripped the waistband of your shorts as you tugged it down, stopping only when Yuta shook his head. "Everything," he added. You followed his instructions and pulled down your panties as well.  The material hit the ground and you could see the lust clouding the older male's eyes. He gestured for you to come closer to him and patted his thigh. "Sit." You followed mindlessly, straddling his thigh, your bare pussy coming in contact with his muscular thigh. His hands gripped your waist dragging it down to grind your heat against him.  You bit down on your lip to muffle the sound since Anteros was still in the apartment along with Jinsoul. Your hands went to Yuta's shoulders, nails digging into his flesh as he flexed his muscles under you. Yuta's hand moved to your slit, rubbing your wetness and reaching your clit. You gasped as his finger brushed against your bundle of nervous. A shock of pleasure coursing through your body causing you to smile. 'snap out of it y/n.' you thought.   But it was far too late to obey the voice in your head as you started to buck your hips forward, grinding your soaked pussy against his thigh. Your naked body on full display for the god of love, allowing him to devour you with just his hands and eyes. It took mere seconds before he reached forward, grabbing the back of your neck and forcing your lips against his. His kisses were dripping with lust and neediness all for one person and that was you.  His finger rubbed against your clit harder as you moved your hips faster against him. He could tell you were attempting to chase your own high but he didn't want you to end like this. Without warning, Yuta grabbed your wrists and turned to push you down on the bed. "You're going to be a good girl for me and only cum when I say so." He growled as he pinned you to the bed. 'snap out of it y/n.' you thought. Instead, you looked up at him and nodded in submission.

[ σ ] "Why did you want to come with me again?" You asked Yuta as he walked alongside you to the grocery store. He had his fingers intertwined with yours as he looked around him. He seemed to be on edge and you assumed it was because Anteros kept trying to hit him with arrows. "Because I love you." He replied happily. There was a spring in each step he took and a cute smile plastered on his face. He looked like an excited puppy following their own around.  You couldn't possibly tell him off so you just let out a sigh before walking to pick up a basket.  "Let me help." He said as he held the basket for you as you two began to walk around.   You were only there to get a couple of simple things like eggs, rice and some more yoghurt for Jinsoul. Right now you were standing in a lane with a tray of eggs in your hand- examining them to ensure none was cracked. There was a comfortable quietness in the atmosphere, only the low sound of the music echoing from the speakers resounding in your ear. Yuta stood a next to you looking at the price of God knows what when all of a sudden something zoomed right next to you, scaring the shit out of you and causing you to scream and drop the tray of eggs.  Your heart raced as you placed a hand over your chest. "What the fuck was that?" you said in between breaths, you turned to the direction where the thing came from and saw Anteros waltzing from behind a shelf. "Oh sorry Y/n." He said as he looked down at the eggs which were broken and spilt all over your feet and the floor. "I was aiming for Eros," he said. "Yuta." Yuta repeated, "U..U..T …ah." He emphasized the spelling of the word but ended up fucking it up even more. "That's not how you spell Yuta dumbass," Anteros said as he put his bow behind him and crossed his arms over his chest. He was wearing human clothes - a white shirt and a black pair of fitted pants.  It fit his frame so well. "That's not the point, the point is your scared Y/n," Yuta said as he put his arm around you protectively. "Her heart is racing." He added as his other hand came to rest on your left boob.  You glanced at Yuta and whispered, "Babe, that's my tit, not my heart." You bit the inside of your cheek before placing your hand over his and raising it to rest on your actual heart. You saw the blush on Yuta's cheek before he nodded and looked at Anteros who simply shook his head and turned on his heels before leaving you both. You returned home later than evening a bit tired and slightly sweaty. The weather was a bit warmer today and you were craving a shower right about now. Yuta had taken his place by your laptop in your bedroom, watching Youtube videos on what people had to say about him and his brother based on Mythology.

You entered the bathroom and closed the door before stripping down and turning on the shower. The cool water pulsed out hitting the shower's floor. You shivered slightly before stepping inside the shower and pulling the curtains.

A soft moan left your lips as the water hit your skin, the force of it not too hard but just powerful enough to relax your muscles. You hummed softly mouthing the words your current favourite song as you swung your hips in the shower. Eventually, the singing became a bit more intense and turned into a whole Broadway musical. You were about to hit a high note when the door swung open and an arrow flew inside the shower hitting the shampoo bottle causing you to scream.

"Fuck you Anteros!" You said as you pushed open the shower curtains slightly and glanced out to see Anteros with his hand covering his mouth. You could tell he was holding back a laugh. Your eyes narrowed as you grabbed the conditioner bottle and threw it at him.

"Get out." You said.

"Ah sorry, sorry, I swore Eros was in here." He said as he backed out of the bathroom but before he closed the door he added, "Nice body though, I can see why he doesn't want to get shot by my arrows."

Before you could reply the door was pulled shut. You closed the curtains and covered your face in embarrassment.

[ τ ] "Kira!" You called out from across the hallway. Kira was walking with her head down, but as soon as she heard your voice she looked up. Confusion filled her face before it morphed into a smile as she quickened her pace to meet you. "Y/n," she said as she hugged you before stepping back. "How are things with Yuta?" she asked.  You let out a sigh unsure of how to explain the series of events that transpired over the past few days. "Well, Anteros is trying but Yuta keeps avoiding the arrows." You said. Kira nodded and chewed on her bottom lip. "Why don't you just tie him up and shoot him with the arrow? " She asked. You thought about it for a few seconds but before you could respond you saw Doyoung and Jaehyun walking towards you both. You saw Doyoung grab Kira from behind lifting her tiny frame and nuzzling his face against her neck before placing her down as she squealed. "Is someone finally agreeing to be tied up?" Doyoung asked looking at Kira. You saw the embarrassment on her face as she pushed Doyoung off her and shook her head. "Too bad, I had everything prepared." he teased before looking over at you. "How's your Eros thing going?" He questioned. "It's.. going." you choked out. You looked at Jaehyun who had his bag slung over his shoulder, a black jacket covering the white, fitted t-shirt he wore underneath. "Well to get our minds off it, do you guys want to go and get something to eat?" Jaehyun asked changing the topic. Kira agreed without hesitating and You did as well. A smile tugged at Jaehyun's lips, his dimples showing plainly as you agreed to his proposal.  "Nice." He said before you all headed out towards the car park.  he stayed next to you as you walked down the staircase. "So how did all of this begin?" Jaehyun asked you. "The entire thing with Yuta or should I call him Eros?" You smiled as you kept up with his pace, "You can just call him Yuta." Your fingers played with the hem of your shirt as you began to retell Jaehyun the whole story of how you found Yuta behind the school which lead to him going to the hospital and then ending up at your house. Ensuring to add in the part where you thought he was actually in love with you only to realise it was the aftereffect of a magical arrow. It sounded dumb but Jaehyun didn't make you feel that way. He listened to the story and believed it. There was no judgment, no hate or disbelief. Most importantly he didn't blame you for anything. You appreciated it that.  You smiled at the taller male before crossing the driveway and heading towards Doyoung's car. "You know, you should think about being tied up." You couldn't help but overhearing Doyoung talking to Kira as you trailed behind them with Jaehyun next to you. "You'll have to try harder to convince me," Kira replied. "Come on, I bought the pink handcuffs and everything." Doyoung pleaded as he grabbed her by her waist. That was it. Your eyes lit up as you took a step forward and grabbed Doyoung's arm. "Can I get the handcuffs?" You asked. Your three friends stopped and looked at you with a confused expression. Except for Jaehyun, he genuinely seemed concerned. "W..why?" Doyoung asked. "I'll just seduce the god of carnal lust and then Anteros can shoot his arrow." You said explaining your plan to your friends. You saw Jaehyun let out a breath that he didn't even know he was holding. However, there was a bit of hesitation in Doyoung's face. "Why can't you just get your own?" He said with a pout. Kira covered her face to try and hide a laugh.   "I need them for now and I don't know where to get them." You said.  There was a moment of silence between the four of you before Kira tugged at Doyoung's arm. She leaned closer to him and whispered something in his ear. You saw his expression change and immediately he nodded. "Of course you can have it, I'm always happy to help a friend out. As a matter of fact, we can drop by my place before we go to dinner or after." Doyoung rambled out, "Whatever you want."  He said with a cute closed mouth smile.  You glanced at Kira. You knew she said something but you didn't want to know - yet you were thankful.  You glanced at Kira and pinched her cheeks because it was her words that allowed for you to formulate a plan. "I love you," you said before walking towards Jaehyun's car and getting in with him. "You owe me," Doyoung said as he also pinched Kira's cheek. She pushed his hand away before getting into Doyoung's car. It didn't take too long before you were all at the place that Jaehyun had recommended. The atmosphere was very relaxing and the music was nice. It was an ideal place and you were surprised that you hadn't been here before. The evening you spent there was much needed. With all the assignments and then two greek gods living in your apartment things were hectic so this was a nice escape. Once you were full and everyone was ready to leave you got in the car with Jaehyun who offered to drive you to Doyoung's place and then back home. The cool night breeze danced against your skin as you gazed outside, Jaehyun's eyes on the road yet now and then he would look over at you and smile. You had no idea the influence you had on him and the truth was that he was scared to make a move on you. He tried subtle things before yet you never seemed to see them as anything more than friendly gestures. "Do you really like Yuta?" Jaehyun asked breaking the silence between you both. You turned to look at him, caught a bit off guard by the question. "U.. I thought I did." You admitted. "But when you realise that someone's love for you isn't real.." your voice trailed off, "That changes everything." Jaehyun glanced at you once more, his hand leaving the steering wheel as he gently patted your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you once more. His touch felt nice. It felt like home and right now you just wanted to rest in it. Unfortunately, it didn't last long before he was moving his hand to turn into the street where Doyoung lived.  He parked the car and you saw Doyoung and Kira get out of the vehicle. Kira walked over to where you sat and leaned down. "Do you guys want to come up or should I just go and get it?" She asked. You looked at the time, it was pretty late and so you just told her to bring it down.  Kira nodded and went up with Doyoung. It took about eleven minutes before Kira came down and handed you a cute pink bag. You opened it and saw the brand new handcuff and the keys. "Have fun." she teased before stepping back. You chuckled at her and waved before Jaehyun pulled off and drove you to your place.

[ υ ] You sat on the bed, a black silk robe covering your body as you fiddled with the pink bag. You looked up as soon as you heard the bedroom door open. Yuta tilted his head to the side as he entered the room and closed the door behind him. He smirked, his tongue poking against his cheek as he admired you pretty form. "Now what is this for?" he questioned. "I felt bad for staying out so late tonight." You said as you uncrossed your legs and stood up.  The lights in the room were dimmed, only stray beams of the moonlight filtering through the translucent curtains illuminating the bedroom.  Yuta pushed his hands in his pocket and eyed you as you walked towards him. Your fingers playing with the ban of the robe carefully undoing before allowing the material to slip down your shoulders. "Maybe I could make it up to you?" You whispered. You bat your eyelashes up at the taller man who was enjoying every second of it.   "How are you going to do that princess?" He asked while reaching up to touch your face. "Let me show you." Was your response before you sank to your knees in front of him. You palmed him through his jeans. His bulge growing with each passing second. You leaned forward and placed a kiss on his jeans.  Your fingers skillfully undid his belt and buttons before pulling down his pants. His restrained cock only centimetres from your face. Your hand rubbed against his cock as you leaned forward and licked a stripe against his boxers. You were lying if you said that you never wished for this same scenario to play out.   "You're so pretty." Yuta cooed as he gently caressed your hair, "But that doesn't mean you can tease me." He growled.  You giggled before tugging down his boxers, his half-hard cock glistened with pre-cum just tempting you to touch. Your hand gripped his anatomy as you gave him a couple of jerks. You heard him try to restrain a moan.

You kitten licked his cock before finally parting your lips and taking him in your warm mouth, your tongue swirling around him teasily. Your hands going up his thighs to grip his hips as you slowly bobbed your head on his dick. You gazed up to the handsome man, hallowing your cheeks around him. You can feel him melt down and become putty - just a mess at your mercy.

But your actions didn't last too long before you felt Yuta's hand gripping your hair and attempt to control your movements. Gone were your hopes of teasing him and making him wait. His hips bucked forward, head titled back as a moan left his lips. You were taking him to heaven right now and he didn't want it to end.

"I fucking love your pretty little mouth." He pants. As he became brave and moved your head against his dick, almost face fucking you while he chased his high. You became sloppy, drool dripping from the side of your mouth as your nails dug into his skin. Tears formed at your eyes, threatening to fall but the pleasure was too good to deny. A soft moan left your occupied mouth, vibrating against his dick causing him to swoon.

"I'm so close baby." His breath hitched as his pace became sloppy. Yuta was close to his high, fire pooling at his lower abdomen as his dick pulsated in your mouth. He came, the sticky liquid filling your lips and dripping from your mouth as he pulled out. He was out of breath as he gazes down to you, your lips were swollen slightly and his seed dripping from your mouth. He reached down and pulled you up before pressing his lips against yours. The kiss was messy and lewd everything he wanted it to be.

"On the bed." You said as you pulled away. He obeyed as he kicked off his pants and you pushed him down on the bed. His sculpted body, all on display just for you. Shit, you were going to miss this.

"I wanna try something out."

You said before grabbing the bag and pulling out the handcuffs. You saw his eyes widened slightly as he realised what you were hinting at.

Yuta listened to you, he sat back on the bed and allowed you to put the handcuffs on and as soon as they clicked you grabbed a pillow and covered his dick before calling out.

"Anteros now!"

You said before rolling off the older man. The door swung open and in came Anteros with his bow and arrow. He pulled it back and shot the arrow straight into Yuta's heart within a split second.  You made sure you were in position and as soon as Yuta opened his eyes he saw you.

You pulled out the arrow and climbed off Yuta and tied the robe to cover your body. Anteros walked in the bedroom and stood next to you. Part of you felt bad for betraying Yuta like this, but you knew it had to be done.

"Y/n," Yuta said as he looked up at you.

"Yuta?" You asked. Yuta shook his head and tugged at the handcuffs.

"I'm Eros." He said as he perked an eyebrow. "Why am I handcuffed to a bed." He asked, his gaze went to Anteros, "What the hell are you doing here?What's going on?"  He asked.

You let out a sigh of relief and looked at Anteros who winked at you before pulling you into a hug.

"It worked." You said.

"Yes, it did,"  Anteros answered.

"Hello, sorry to break up whatever this is but why the hell am I naked?" Yuta asked again as he tugged at the handcuffs this time a bit stronger causing them to break and freeing him. "Shit, sorry." He said as he realises what he did.

"Is this s new type of porn?" He asked rubbing his wrists. "I have to decline because Anteros is my brother and it would be weird."

You rolled your eyes before throwing his pants back at him. "We'll explain everything after you get dressed." And that's exactly what you did.

[ φ ] "It worked." You gushed as you slammed your bag on the table. "I cuffed him and Anteros shot him and now he is no longer head over heels." Jaehyun's face lit up as he looked at you. His lip parted to speak however he was cut off by Doyoung. "Does that mean I can get my handcuffs back?" He asked. You puffed your cheeks and shook your head. "So about that…" your voice trailed off. "That doesn't matter, what matters is that you are free," Kira said as she covered Doyoung's mouth with her hand. You smiled and took a seat next to Jaehyun. For the first time in a while, you felt relieved. You didn't have anyone to treat you like Yuta did but at least you knew now that if you got someone it would be because they love you and not because they got hit with arrows. "So are they gone?" Jaehyun asked.  You shook your head. "Not yet, they are back at the apartment I think but Anteros said that they will be leaving tonight." "Part of me wants to throw a party for them," Kira said as she leaned forward. You laughed at her request, "Well, you can all come over if you want." You said. "We don't have classes tomorrow so why not?" Kira nodded and glanced at her watch before standing up, "Well we have to go - so I'll see you later tonight with snacks." She said before waving to you and Jaehyun. The pair left and you were finally alone with Jung Jaehyun. You both headed out of the building and walked towards the park. There was a bit of silence between you two before you stepped away from the pathway and stood by the swing set. Jaehyun followed and turned to face you. "Y/n." He said causing you to look at him. "Jaehyun," you said with a smile. "I can't believe it took a greek god to ascend from heaven for me to finally say this," he said as his fingers found his hair, he glided his hand through it twice before looking at you. "Say what?" you asked as you crossed your arms. "I've had this massive crush on you since we met." He said. "And over time .. I pushed you away because I thought the crush would fade." He admitted, "I even tried dating other girls but it never brought me any satisfaction." You were shocked by his confession. Not knowing what to say or do so you just kept quiet and let him talk. "But when you and Yuta started to date .. I felt … I felt jealous." He said as he looked away. "I didn't know how to deal with it." You tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear as you listened. "What I'm trying to say is .. I really like you Y/n," Jaehyun said. "And I would like nothing more than if you would give me a chance to treat you like the princess you are." "Do you really mean that?" You asked a bit skeptical after the whole ordeal.  Jaehyun nodded. "I mean every word." He said.  You looked away, your gaze landing on some kids playing in the distance, their laughter echoing creating a safe atmosphere. "You better not be fucking with me Jung Jaehyun." You said in a somewhat threatening tone. Jaehyun chuckled and held his hand up in defence. "I would never." "Then yes." You said with a smile. "I'll give you a chance." "That's all I wanted." He added as he flashed you a million-dollar smile. His dimples were prominent on his flawless face. You swooned at him. Even now he still made your heart flutter.

[ χ ] "Y/N!" Jinsoul yelled as she walked through the door with Kira behind her. They both were carrying two bags each filled with snacks and drinks.

"Got the case of beer," Doyoung called out as he followed in.

"I thought you hate beer," You asked.

"I do, but I bought it because I know you like this type," Doyoung said as he placed the items down on the countertop.

You smiled at him wearing a pretty light coloured dress, on your neck hung the necklace that Yuta had given you. You looked beautiful. Anteros and Yuta were already in the living room with your neighbour's daughter. She was barely 6 years old but was teaching the two greek gods how to play a card game. You smiled at the sigh before Jaehyun came and wrapped his arms around you.

"Are we going up to the roof?" he asked. You looked back at Jinsoul who nodded.

"Yeah I asked the manager and he said yes." she beamed. You all moved the party up to the roof where there was a nice set up of chairs and tables for the apartment residents. The evening was nice and cool filled with laughing and music. You were happy yet part of you was slightly torn.

"Sucks that you're leaving," Jinsoul said as she looked at Anteros. You could tell she had a thing for him and just laughed it off.

"Jinsoul, don't worry," Anteros said he glanced back at Eros. "Do you think we should tell her?"

"Tell me what?" She asked.

"Your so-called Prince charming is actually a Princess," Eros said with a smirk. You saw Jinsoul's jaw dropped.

"Are you sure?" She asked. Eros nodded. "This is even better than I expected." She said as she hugged Anteros, "Thank you, wait can you tell me her name?" Jinsoul asked. Eros shook his head.

"No, but just know she will fall into your life any second." You saw Jinsoul's eyes light up. "And you two." He said as he pointed to Kira and Doyoung.

"You have an angel sent by Hera herself if you dare break her heart I'm coming for you," Anteros said as he eyed Doyoung who nodded quickly. Kira blushed and looked at Doyoung.

"And Kira go easy on him, he's trying his best." Kira nodded.

"Jaehyun." Eros said with a smile, "Take care of Y/n right?" He paused and looked at you, "She is sweet, kind, funny and a work of art. If you don't, you'll be seeing a lot of me in the future." Jaehyun nodded and looked at you.

"I'll cherish her." He said. Eros nodded in satisfaction before looking over at Anteros. You stepped forward and stopped Eros.

"Wait. I have something for you." You said as you placed the drink down and pulled him to the side away from the rest of them.

"Last time you said something like that I was handcuffed to a bed naked and then shot with an arrow." He teased. You laughed and shook your head.

"It's not like that, open your hands." You replied. He did as he was told and you placed the box in his hand. He opened it up and saw a bracelet inside.

"What's this?" Eros asked. "A parting gift," you said with a smile as he took out the bracelet with an arrow charm hanging from it. He smiled at the gift and wrapped it around his wrist. "Thank you Y/n, I love it." Eros smiled at you before admiring the item on his wrist.

"Eros.." You called out before he left. "I have a question." This was something that you knew would haunt you if you didn't ask right now. "Shoot," he said with a small chuckle. You rolled your eyes at his choice of words but still asked. "Was there any real feelings or any truth to what you said to me while we were together?" You asked. He shifted his stance and rubbed his chin as he thought. "No there wasn't." He said. A piece of your heart broke at his statement and almost as if he could read your mind he leaned forward and placed his hands on your shoulders. "I'm not the one for you Y/n but I know someone who is." He said with a smile. "Now you treat him good because his heart is … well, it's soft." You glanced behind you and saw Jaehyun smiling at a dumb joke that Jinsoul was telling. He had Ms Lee's daughter on his lap as he held her hands.  You smiled at the scene, your heart didn't hurt that much anymore. Yuta extended his arms wider and pulled you in for a hug. His broad shoulders enveloping you in a sturdy hug. You inhaled his scent one last time before smiling. He let go and stepped back. You didn't even realise that you were tearing up until Yuta reached forward and gently glided his thumb against your cheek, brushing the tear away. "Hey you're a strong girl, you don't have to cry over me," Yuta said. You smiled at his comment. "I guess you're right."  You said. "Of course I am." Yuta stepped back, "I'll see you on Valentine's day yeah?" He teased. You nodded and rubbed your eyes. "Try not to get into any more trouble Eros." You called out. "I'm not making any promises Y/n." Yuta - now officially Eros sent you a kiss and waved before walking away with Anteros next to him.  You and your friends watched as they left you. You saw them disappear from your sight but not from your heart. You felt a pair of arms wrap around you and smiled. "I guess it's just you and me now," Jaehyun said with a smile. "And how can I compete with the god of carnal desire?" He questioned. "You don't have to - you're the only one that has my heart."  You said before leaning forward to kiss him. He smiled before wrapping his arms around you and deepening the kiss. * * * * "You lied," Anteros said as he looked at the alcoholic drink in front of him. "About?" Eros asked. "Y/n." Anteros picked up the drink and took a sip. "She asked if any of the feelings were real and you lied brother." Eros pushed his hair back, "I did like her, only half of me was under the spell but the other half was fine." He admitted. "But I couldn't have her hung up on me." He paused and looked at the bracelet you gave him, "I want her to be with someone she could spend a lifetime with. I know we couldn't be together." "Okay, Romeo," Anteros said with a chuckle. "You did the right thing." Eros smiled and raised his glass, Anteros followed, "to true love." a soft 'clink' sound was heard as they cheers and down the drink.

* * * * Jinsoul carried the last of the trash out the lobby and disposed of it in the respective container. She closed it and looked around before heading back inside the room. As she pushed open the door and started to walk up the staircase she heard a noise followed by a squeal. The next thing she knew she was on the ground with a pretty girl on top of her. She looked up and blushed.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." She said as she pushed herself up and sat on the floor. "Did I hurt you?"

Jinsoul shook her head and pushed her hair back. "What were even doing? " She asked with a laugh.

"Well.. this might sound weird but I was trying to help a cat from the vent but then I felt something hit me, it felt like an arrow and I lost balance and fell off the chair and onto you." She said with a blush.

Jinsoul's eyes widened as she heard the story. This was it. She found her.

[ ψ ] "Seola!" You called out as you saw the little girl run past you and headed towards the swing. The five-year-old was busy picking flowers for her dad. After all, it was not only Valentine's day but it was also his birthday.  You smiled at her as she bent down and plucked another flower. She ran off to the swing set where there were more kids around. You let out a huff before sitting on the bench and tying your shoes which became undone.

A few seconds later Seola came running back with more flowers in her hands. She tapped your shoulder.

"Mommy, look this one for you." She said as she handed you a pretty pink flower. You looked at it, not recognizing where it was from.

"Where did you get this?" You asked. Seola turned and pointed to a man who as standing not too far away, he had black hair, a pink shirt on, he smiled at you and waved. For a second your heart skipped a beat. Could that be... him?

"He said to give this to my mommy and tell her that she is even prettier now," Seola said. You blushed and took hold off Seola's hand before walking towards him.

"Yuta." You said with a smile. He didn't age a day since the last time. However you did, you even had a kid now.

"Y/n." Yuta smiled back before looking down at Seola. "You must be Y/n's baby girl huh?" He asked. Seola nodded and took a flower before handing it to Yuta.

"Thank you, angel," he said with a smile before standing up straight. "You're just as lovely as your mother."

"What are you doing here?" You asked.

"Didn't I say I'd see you on Valentine's day?" He responded. "I see Jaehyun's treating you well."

You nodded, "He is,"

"Well, I guess I'll see you around then?" He said as he looked down at Seola. You nodded.

"Wait," Yuta paused and turned around. "Try not to get into any more trouble Eros." You said.

"I'm not making any promises Y/n," Yuta replied. He waved at you one more time before walking away. The small exchange making your day.