#witch!rapmon

“It’s nothing.” he looked away. “Just...don’t be alone with Hunchul alright? He’s dangerous.”

“I don’t know how you know him but...Hunchul’s only ever been nice to me. He’s never threatened me. He-”

“Just stay away alright? Not just him. All of DNH ok? Kidoh, Ikje, Taegyun, all of them. You can’t trust them”

You sighed heavily. You never did take well to people just telling you to not do something. This was something he obviously felt passionate about, you just wished he talked to you instead of ordering you around. He was never like this. Or was this the real Namjoon? You'd only known his for a few days, there was not telling who he really was. “Namjoon-”

“No.” He didn’t yell, he didn’t raise his voice in the slightest, but it made you jump. It was so stern, so forceful, so cold. Seeing your eyes gloss over he sighed “I’m sorry...can we just go home…?” he offered you his hand, hoping you’d take it like before, maybe even lace your fingers with his.

But you didn’t. 

You walked past him, hugging yourself. Not another word was uttered that whole walk back home, and he trailed just a few paces behind you, not wanting to intrude on the personal space you needed. It broke him to see you look so scared. He hated seeing that you retreated inside of yourself and shut down.

When you got home you headed straight for your bed, using your blanket as some sort of protective barrier to shield you from the man you thought you knew.

Namjoon sighed watching you from the living room. Maybe he should say something? That way you could sleep with ease? Maybe that’ll make it worst and he should just give you time and talk to you about it when you woke up. He decided on the latter once he felt your breath even out.

Even though the situation wasn't ideal, It'll give him time to investigate.

He met back up with Hoseok outside his old apartment. It was only a few blocks away from yours. And in another life, perhaps you two could have met under more normal circumstances and you wouldn’t have to deal with all of this baggage that he carried.

“I guess we’ll start here” Hoseok gave his shoulder a little pat.

“All this time I thought Hunchul just turned me into a cat… I just thought no one cared enough to look for me.”

“That wasn’t the case man. You know I would have looked for you if he didn’t-”

“I know…” he gave him a nod. “You guys are my friends...I know you would have.” He didn’t know why he returned to his old apartment, maybe it was to find answers. To fill that void of who he was. He still remembered his life before he was a cat, but something was missing. And he wanted to be sure he could answer any questions you would have for him.

His apartment was untouched. It was like a time capsule of his life. All of the books he was in the middle of reading, every spell he was trying to learn. This was home. So why wasn’t he compelled to just come back here?

“Namjoon you know whatever your choice is, you have my support-Bangtan’s support. I know we never made it official but, you’re our coven member too. And you have our support. So if you want to retaliate against DNH you have us...and you know BAP has our back too. Yongguk-Hyung won't like what Hunchul did. Same with Jintae-Hyung We all have to be accountable for each other and if one of us steps out of bounds then-”

“I want to...but revenge isn’t my style...I wanted to find Hunchul so badly...but to see that he’s right there. Not even hiding. He was never afraid of me coming back.” he sighed. “But...I don’t wanna start a war Hoseok...Involving BAP would do just that. I want answers…”

“You saw him at the bookstore right? You could have just asked him then-”

“No. Not with her there…. Hunchul doesn’t play fair...I didn’t want him to use her…”

“You really care about her huh? She’s sweet. Always so bright. Kinda hopeless but she’s caring.” Hoseok smiled remembering the first time you stumbled into his magic shop. You walked right up to him and said I wanna be a witch! He was used to people wanting to give it a shot for a week, but most of them quit once they realized it wasn't as easy as just reading a spell. It was hard, it took work, practice, patience. Despite that, you never gave up. Noted, you weren't very good. But you tried. 

“I love her. And I’ll do what I have to to protect her.”

"So...what are you going to tell her?"

Protecting you was his biggest concern, but he knew you'd never forgive him for keeping you in the dark. "Everything..."

He grabbed a few clothes, some photos, and spell books from his place and returned to your apartment. He’ll come clean to you. Everything and anything you wanted to know he’d tell you. 

Opening your door he smiled seeing you drawing a circle on the ground, trying to measure all of the inner angles correctly. Leaning on the doorway he tried to stifle a laugh. He knew what you were doing, and couldn’t help but find it endearing. You kept looking back and forth between the spellbook and your drawing, sticking your tongue out as you concentrated on every little detail.

And here you were once again cutting corners on spells. “Is that parsley? You know Binding spells requires sage right?”

Looking up you frowned. “Parsley is a completely acceptable substitute!”

“Maybe in cooking, but you need a smudge stick.”

“The store was closed...” you pouted and ran your hand through your hair. “Listen Namjoon, I don’t really understand what happened today, but I’m keeping you in this binding spell until you answer my question!”

Walking inside your apartment, he set down his bag and smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. “Shouldn’t you say that once I’ve stepped inside of the binding circle?”

“Crap…” you mumbled looking down at the circle. “Can you come stand here please?” you reached your hand out to his and smiled as he let you tug him inside of it.

He smiled, wrapping his arms around you standing directly inside the circle. “There now, you’re stuck with me” he pressed his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry about earlier...Seeing Hunchul just really...really bothered me…”

“Don’t be sorry...just don’t shut me out again.”

“What do you wanna know…” he smiled tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Whatever you're willing to share…”

So he told you everything. How he was a second generation witch much like Hunchul and that’s how they became friends. How they made a coven and DNH was their brotherhood. But as he got older his views started to change, he started having conflicting views with them. At first, it was small differences, then it grew to moral reasonings. He started to pull away from the coven. He made other friends who just understood him more. He wanted to leave his coven and join another and Hunchul didn’t take well to that.

“He turned you into a cat because you wanted to leave…?”

“He did so much more than that… All these years I wondered why no one looked for me...I was surrounded by witches my whole life… So someone had to know how to reverse the spell… Other coven’s... Bangtan...my family...someone anyone...but no one even mentioned me after I was gone...Not even my little sister...Hunchul did more than turn me into a cat...He erased me.”

“What do you mean...?"

"It’s an ancient spell...It’s hard to do but...it affects everyone… They just forget me. Like I never existed. If they see me...it’ll all come back to them but...Until then I’m just gone...Like out of sight out of mind...Like I need to prove that I’ve existed.”

“How is that even possible…? People don’t just disappear…”

“It’s a quantum superposition. Like two separate realities, I'm here, but I'm not. I lived, but I didn't”

“Like Schrodinger’s cat?” you furrowed your brows as you tried to remember anything you could about quantum superpositions. 

“Exactly.”

“He can’t do that. We can’t let him get away with that. There’s gotta be some kind of witch police we can call.”

“That’s the point of covens. Checks and balances if you will. We’re supposed to stop the bad people from doing bad things." He shrugged "But I’m back...because of you…” he smiled leaning into your touch. “When people see me they remember me...So...revenge isn’t what I seek. I just want answers.”

“Vengeance...is what you deserve.” you looked down “I trusted Hunchul...He’s always so nice to me...All of DNH are. Sure they tease me...but they’re nice...I can’t believe.”

“Vengeance is a dangerous thing to go after.”

“It's fair! What Hunchul did wasn’t right...He stole three years from you...He..” you looked down trying to fight back a sob. “He stole your life…” You balled your tiny hand into a fist. "I won't let him get away with this"

He smiled. “You know...there’s a coven leader in our community. Strong and empowering type..He’s very feared. I was avoiding seeing him because I knew he’d say something similar.” he gave your head a pat. “But I guess I needed to hear that regardless.” he tried to reassure you. “I wanna talk to Hunchul first ok?”

“I don’t want you to. What if...what if he does something to you…?”

“He won’t”

“But what if he erases you again…” you gripped his hand.

“You’ll remember me… And you’ll bring me back again.”

“What if I can’t?”

“I know a lot of really capable witches. Some that have lifetimes of experience and none of them would be able to do what you did.” he tilted your chin toward him. “I trust you...so trust me. You're one of the strongest witches I know” he kissed you softly.

Closing your eyes you deepened the kiss, moaning into his mouth. His kiss was needy, urgent, and yet so warm. His lips moved against yours, coaxing your mouth open to allow him in, which you did happily. He tilted his head into the kiss, his nose brushing against the side of your face. You smiled against his soft pouty lips before pecking him and stepping back for a breath. “Namjoon…” you panted, left a little breathless from his display of passion.

He smiled as you stepped out of the holding circle. “You trying to run away?” he wiped the corner of his mouth his thumb. “Because it’ll take a lot more than this little spell to hold me back”

You blushed heavily stepping back again at the dark look in his eyes. Why was he so disarmingly seductive. It really wasn’t fair “Can you not?” you huffed stepping back again until the back of your knees hit your bed, making you fall back.

“What I do?” he chuckled stepping closer to you, stepping out of your spell with ease.

“Stop looking so attractive you Jerk”

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware that was an issue.” he reached your bed putting his hands on both sides of you. “You want me to stop?” he quirked a brow, his lips teasingly brushing against yours.

“No” you pouted, pecking his lips. “You broke my spell.”

“Wasn’t hard.” he pressed you down onto the mattress “Maybe next time you don’t substitute the main ingredient of the spell. Besides you’re going to need something a lot stronger than that to keep me away from you.” You nipped at his upper lip, sliding your hand down his chest. “Oh? Look who suddenly isn’t shy” he grinned.

“This doesn’t feel real…” you whispered, placing your hand over his heart.

“It’s real.” he smiled, tugging his shirt off over his head.

“Are we…” you looked down, biting your lip.

“Did you want to...?” he furrowed his brows

“I dunno….do you want to?” you looked up at him nervously.

“Yes.” he said all too hastily, getting embarrassed at his own eagerness. He buried his face in your neck, avoiding your gaze to keep the little bit of pride he had. “I-mean...Forget I said that.”

“No…” you smiled running your hand lower, tugging at his belt. “I wanna hear you say it again…”

He peaked up at you seeing your shy smile. “I want you… There was that embarrassing enough?”

“Not quite, but I’ll take it” you giggled as he peppered kisses along your jaw and neck. He playful growl coming from his throat.

Your hands hungrily moving to touch every inch of him. Your eyes locked with his as he moved your shirt upward, slowly asking permission. “It’s alright.” you smiled placing your hand on top of his, guiding him up your body. “I’m not gonna break.” you chewed on your bottom lip nervously.

“You sure about that?”

You frowned before pushing him down with all of your strength onto the bed and straddling him “I’m pretty sure.” He laughed as his hands moved to rest on your hips. “You’re not the only one who wants this Namjoon.” you pulled your shirt off before placing your hands on his bare chest.

Sitting up, he pulled you into a deep kiss. Your hips grinding into his as he unhooked your bra. As you broke away from the kiss to catch your breath he hungrily nipped at your neck. His lips ghosting over the top of your breast, making you arch your back. It wasn’t just how Namjoon kissed you, it wasn’t how he whispered your name, and it wasn’t how his fingers danced against your inner thigh that made you undone. It was how he never broke eye contact.

He knew what he was doing to you, and he wanted to watch you come undone.

You were breathtaking on his lap, your cheeks flushed, your hair messily splayed over a shoulder. Your swollen lower lip, trapped between your teeth. And how you rocked your hips against his. He ran his hand over your soft skin before cupping your breast and giving your nipples a squeeze. “Beautiful…”

He chuckled at the array of expressions on your face. From blissfully free to hyper aware of just how exposed you were to him. “What?” he grinned.

“Stop looking at me!” you huffed in an embarrassed fit. Hiding behind your hair.

“No” he smiled. “I never want to stop looking at you.”

“You’re so cheesy!” As you reached for the blanket on the bed, Namjoon grabbed your arms.

“Oh no you don’t” he laughed as you struggled, falling off his lap and back onto the bed. You smiled looking up at him, your wrist pinned by your head and your blanket tossed haphazardly over your waist. “It’s not going to protect you from me” he grinned kissing you again

“It’ll make it less embarrassing” you pouted.

“Oh? You think so?” he quirked a brow. “You really think this’ll make anything less embarrassing?”

No good has ever come out of an eyebrow quirk, especially from Namjoon. He took everything as a goddamn challenge. Before you could even respond Namjoon disappeared underneath your blanket. He settled himself between your thighs, kissing your sensitive skin. His lips ghosting over your panties before pushing his tongue against your core.

Welp, he was right.

This was not any less embarrassing at all. In fact, it was somehow more erotic. You couldn’t see him, and that built the anticipation all the more. You clenched your eyes shut and bit down on your lip trying to hide your moans as Namjoon teased you through your soaked panties. This was torture. He was close, but not quite close enough, his teeth grazing over your clit teasingly.

Moving your panties to the side his lips latched onto you. Your legs hooking over his strong broad shoulders as his tongue delved deeper. Your hands threaded through his hair as you panted heavily. His tongue hitting all of the right spots over and over.

“Nnn…. Namjoon…” you moaned out, your body quivering from his tongue. You could feel him smiling against your core after your release.

He chuckled sliding up your body, coming up from under the blanket. “Mmmm…” he bit his lip as he reached your face. “You’re gorgeous.” he grinned. “And delicious”

Panting you looked up at him. “Can you not say things like that...while you know….looking at me like that…”

He smirked padding his thumb down your lower lip. “Looking at you like what?”

“Like…” your voice drifted as you found yourself following his lips, chasing the kiss. He smiled as you finally kissed him. Not being bothered in the slightest that you could taste yourself on his lips.

He rubbed himself against your center before sinking inside of you. Your back arching against the bed as you said his name in a desperate prayer.

And you were absolutely gone.

And you wouldn’t want it any other way.

To Be Continued

It took me so long to write this because I’ve been working non-stop, and when I finally got some time off I got horribly sick. ;_; I’m still pretty sick right now but it’s been so long since I’ve updated and I feel so bad >.< I hope you guys liked it, if so let me know.