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Han Jisung Imagine - Home Sick

Synopsis: A surprise from Jisung can help cure homesickness

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 590

It had impressed Jisung how many stuffed animals you had. However, the real shock was how Han Quokka wasn't your favorite, but you assured him none of them got more love than others. They all had designated days in your bed. It was only fair.

You wanted a lot of teddy bears as a kid, and now you're an adult with spending money to make up for once lost childhood dreams. This led to the 25 stuffed animals scattered around your room. They all were special and signified different phases of life. All your skzoo's are new just like your relationship with Jisung.

"Y/n! I'm here with Bbama." He calls out as he closes your front door. You come in the living room to greet them giving special attention to Bbama since you never met him before. He was a very energetic, fluffy dog, so he must be young. He seemed to like you, so you pet him lots.

You and Jisung have decided to cook dinner today, which is mainly you doing the cooking and him assisting, but you love it, nonetheless. You decided to make something from your childhood as you spent a lot of time eating traditionally Korean foods with Jisung. You never mind because it was nice to enjoy new things or even things you've tried before and enjoyed. As long as you had food, you were satisfied, but the coming of your birthday without your family meant you were homesick. You needed some part of home.

Your mom had sent you some gifts which included snacks and some ingredients to make some simple meals. As well as, a blanket from her room. It smelt just like her. It was the most comforting smell in the world. Never wanting it to lose it's smell, but you know that is unrealistic.

"Babe this dinner is great! I never had this before. What's it called again?"

"Yeah, it's called lasagna. It's really good and typically a family meal. It isn't the healthiest, but we made a salad on the side so that is enough." You both laugh and shrug about it. It was a nice candle-lit dinner. You seem to have forgotten about Bbama until Jisung mentions feeding him and opening his bag.

"Ah what kind of food does he eat?" You ask, looking in his bag as he grabs the dog food when you see a woman's perfume in there. What's that about?

"Why do you have ladies' perfume in your bag?"

"Oh yeah! I bought this for you. It's the scent your mom wears. I had to open it because I got it from a sus website had to make sure it was actually it. Here smell it." He passes it to you and walks away to feed Bbama leaving you there to stare at him. He remembered? You mentioned it to him a while back before dating him.

You teared up a little as you opened the box and sniffed the perfume. It was perfect. How did he know? Did he spend hours searching for it? Did his mom wear something similar? Either way he found it and for that you were so grateful. You went up to him and hugged him from behind.

"I see you like it?" He questions as he prepares Bbama's food. You nod, head resting against his back. "I love you so much Jisung. This is the nicest thing someone has ever done for me."

"I would do anything for you. Honestly, I just hope it makes you happy."

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Skz Pack: Natural Born Leader

Author's Note: I hope you guys like the introduction to our pack leader, Chan. This is an Omega verse story so expect mentions of Omega/Alphas. The picture is how Chan looks in the fic. Italics are thoughts.

Genre: Fluff, little suggestive at the end

Warnings: Mention of skz x skz, Insecurities, pets, and children

Word Count: 2,051

You walk into the music building and head towards the rooms dedicated to private practice. Entering the same one Jeongin always suggested, he was fairly familiar with the routine by now. He’d know you’re here. 

Thursdays were your time together as a couple that’s why it was shocking to you when Chan walks through the door. You had only seen him that night at your house while sick. 

“Hi are you y/n?” He asks. His hair was adorably curly; he seemed to have been on a mission to find you. 

“Yes I am, and are you Chan?” You question just for clarity. He was a pretty boy: dimples, nice smile, silver chains, no rings surprisingly, hoop earrings though, nice simple outfit.

“Yes, I’m Chan. I’m here for your piano lesson. Jeongin had something come up, and he decided it would be best for me to attend in his place.” You nodded before he sat next to you. 

“I hope I’m as good of a teacher as Jeongin. I can say that I make more music of my own, so I'm not the best at playing other people's music.” He clarified, smiling at you.

“Okay well the song Jeongin was teaching me is All of Me by John Legend. Do you know the song?” He nods before grabbing his phone to look up the chords for you.

“Can I hear how much you know so far?” His question catches you off guard. You hadn’t caught up with the fact that Chan was going to judge your abilities until right now. You kind of slump down. 

“Umm… Do I have to show you right now?” He nods. “It’s okay to be nervous. I can turn away if it will make it easier for you. I don’t want to overwhelm you.”

The smell of roses, Chan’s scent, allows you to calm down. He turns around to give you some comfortability and after controlling your breathing you play up until the chorus. 

You speak softly to him. “That is as far as I know.” He claps for you, smiling as he places a hand on your shoulder. “That was great. I know Jeongin is proud. I’m happy Innie has started talking to you. He seems more motivated than ever.”

You never really considered your effect on him, only vice versa. Jeongin made you want to feel feminine again after years of trying to be the hardest, toughest person you can. Jeongin made you more open and compassionate. He was a good influence on you.

Chan places his phone in front of you with the notes to aid in your practice. He watches carefully as you play the notes, and he corrects you when you press the wrong key.

Letting his curiosity get the best of him, Chan asks,“I was wondering… did you know anything about our pack?”

You glance up at him. Truth be told you knew very little about the pack. Jeongin had kept those aspects of his life under lock-and-key not wanting to overwhelm you with information. 

“I know some things… I know you're the pack alpha, and your pack has two omegas already. One of which is your moonmate.”

“That is correct. My moonmate’s name is Minho. I’m assuming you know that Jeongin is your moonmate?”

“I was assuming so. Is there a way that you just… know?” He laughs, making you blush in embarrassment. Was that a dumb question?

“You know when you’re longing for them at night, when your wolf seems at ease in their presence, when they make you feel like you can be the person you want to be. Minho allows me to take the lead, but he knows when I need to be supported and cared for. He is very thoughtful and caring which is one of the reasons I love him so much. I love all my pack members.” Chan spoke with no doubt in his voice. His greatest power came from his humble yet knowledgeable nature; he was a natural born leader. 

“He sounds very sweet. I see your pack has a lot of different people with different personalities.” You can admit that Jeongin, Chan, and the aforementioned Minho seemed very different. All sharing one trait: caring for their pack. Jeongin doesn’t mention the pack to you much, but you knew he spent most of his time with them. They all live together; he would drop anything if one of them needed him. It was adorably selfless of him, yet the first time he left for an emergency you felt lonely.

As you got back into practicing the song, Chan records you for Jeongin briefly. He wants to show him your progress, and you were appreciative of Chan being willing to show him. Chan was very attractive when he was focusing on something. Currently looking at his phone trying to message the video to Jeongin. 

He had caught your stare without you even noticing before he ends up sending the video to Jeongin at last. Chan, asking even more questions today, says “Do you ever picture it? You in our pack?” He seeks clarification if you would even want to become close to them.

“I think about it sometimes, but I don’t know if you and the rest of the members would accept me… I am afraid of being an unwanted member” He grabs your hand slowly. “I won’t ask you to do something you don’t want to, but I would love to take you to my favorite places today. Maybe it would help us bond.”

Chan brought you to the beach. He walks with you through the sand. One hand holding his shoes the other holding your hand. His hands are softer than you expected.

“Another pack member of mine: Hyunjin and I come here often. He uses it as inspiration for painting. I just like the sound and smell of the beach.” Chan admits to you. He seems very comfortable. 

You stood with your feet in water for a moment just taking in the scenery with Chan at your side; he is intrigued by you as you can tell by his staring. It made you blush and look down.

“Do you ever miss being a kid?” Your question seems to float in the air before going to Chan’s brain. “I do and that’s why I come to the beach. Back around the time my sister was born, my parents used to take me to the beach often. It was our personal bonding time.”

“Do you plan to bring your pups here?”

“I already do.” He mentioned hinting at you. You blush and laugh; you could guess Chan is fatherly towards his pack. That is endearingly cute.

“I appreciate you bringing me here. I love it. I’m glad I get to continue the tradition of coming to the beach with you.” You stand in silence for a while taking in the scenery. Lots of families are on the beach as well as some college students. They were probably secretly drinking somewhere. Overall, it was a calm day at the beach for you both.

Chan decides that the best thing to do afterwards would be to grab food. He took you to his favorite restaurant to grab some chicken considering it was something he could never be tired of. Upon getting there, the restaurant workers greeted him nicely and knew exactly what he wanted. Being somewhat shy, he orders for you as well.

“Thank you for ordering my food… I will face my fears one day. I just don’t want to sound stupid or stumble over my words. I know it’s normal to make mistakes and everyone isn’t going to judge me. I want to-” He cuts you off mid-sentence. “You’re rambling; I understand you. There is no need for explanations. Our Jisung is the same way. We have to order his food, or he will just sit there trying to build up the confidence forever.” 

“It seems this Jisung guy and I can’t ever go to dinner.” You both laugh at your horrible joke before Chan goes on his phone briefly to respond to what looks like multiple messages and emails. You had begun to play some phone games to distract you from overthinking. Not noticing when he finishes his responses Chan watches you play your games only commenting when you open Pokémon Go.

“Oh, you play this game too? You should add me. The rest of the guys make fun of me for playing it, and I’m glad you play it too. Give them less of an incentive to trash talk about it.”

“Yes, this game is so good. What is wrong with it?” You were genuinely confused about what was there to make fun of. “They say it’s for nerds. I just think certain Pokémon have advantages, and I want to see them fight other ones.”

“I just thought Pokémon were cute that’s why I downloaded it, but I got too competitive to quit.” Chan smiles. He is shocked to find out you’re competitive, but it was a good thing to have on his team. Someone who would go hard in situations that need it.

“Can I ask what’s your wolf's appearance?” You think deeply about the question. It had been a while since you even transitioned because the full moon is coming up soon.

“It is brown and white. Other than that, I have no idea. I just can see my own feet so..” He laughs and nods. “Among our pack you and Jisung would be the only members that are not a solid coloring. It might be difficult to tell them apart at first. I hope you do join us on the full moon. It would be a nice outing for us all.”

“I will think about it. You have shown me a lot of hospitality as well as not being so forward. I am nervous to engage in sexual things quickly.” You admit to him.

“Hopefully one day you feel comfortable enough to submit to one of our pack members rather that be physically or mentally.”

“I feel submissive around Jeongin. He makes me feel very comfortable so far, and he isn’t a super dominant alpha.”

“Wait until his rut starts… He has a lot of pent-up anger. He lets it out in bed often. I have had to get him under control a few times during his ruts. He becomes a good little pup eventually.” You could imagine that; Chan just has that type of leader energy.  

After eating Chan promises you the next place you travel to will be the last one for the day, he brings you to their home. He could tell by the dead cherry blossom smell this was a high anxiety thing for you. He places an arm around you.

“I promise no one is home. Just our pets…” Chan comments as he holds you close. You felt weak in the knees for a second before tightening up; Chan was indeed dreamy. His smell of roses matches your cherry blossom smell well. You both enter their home, and it is very cozy inside. It has real cabin vibes. Two dogs greet you upon entry.

“Hii Berry. Hi Bbama. This is our two dogs. There is another dog in our home, but he has to be caged when we leave because he is a troublemaker. I brought you here to show you that our house isn’t a scary place. We’re normal people just like everyone else.”

His arms have not left your figure yet keeping you held securely. It was probably a good thing because the dogs begin to run around in excitement over something.

“You put your arm around me, and I literally felt my knees buckle, this is pathetic." You admit to him. He smiles knowing he has you exactly where he wanted you. “It’s okay. Everyone's a little whipped for me. I think it’s cute that you think I'm handsome.”

Chan lifted your head with his finger, “I hope you consider joining us on the full moon and becoming a pack member. I’d love to have you.” 

“Is it supposed to be this hot in here?” You ask, trying to back away. Chan smiles “You’re cute. I want to ruin you one day. Let’s just get you home, okay?”

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Venom

Synopsis: Getting caught up with Taehyun was a bad idea from the start

Genre: Angst

Warnings: yandere! Taehyun, violence, mentions of liquor

Word Count: 1,086

You hadn’t known Kang Taehyun for long, but the first time you met him... he had an unexplainable power to him. He pulled up to the club with major security. Four security guards ranging in sizes and specialties. He was always there for a business meeting. Never spending random nights out in a club. Heading straight to the back behind some doors, he only met behind multiple doors. It was easier to hear someone coming. Trauma response.

You had the gracious honor to be his host, in a way, for the night. Taking his and his business partner’s drink orders, you made them carefully knowing he could tip well. It was always about the money for you. You lived paycheck to paycheck for as long as you could remember. Your parents lived that way and grandparents. His money was nice and was a goal, but it never impressed you.

“Hi beautiful. I’ll take a whiskey sour. More whiskey, less sour.” His order simple: he much preferred hard liquor. Dark liquor. It was the only thing that matched his dark aesthetic, but he also grew up watching his father only drink dark liquor. All the liquor he stole as a kid was whiskey.

His business partner never caught your eye the way Taehyun did. His wet gel ridden hair that day still lives in your mind. It was never him though. Never his appearance, always the mystery for you. The way he pays with a black card, the black trucks he rides around in, the ever-changing phones and numbers. His voice, even over the phone, so silky smooth. It felt like a breeze of wind on a hot summer night.

As well as his ability to keep you updated, you always knew what number he was using for the week or month. You always made his drinks even at home. If you went out, he wouldn’t drink. Only trusting you. Simple. His biggest mistake. Never expecting you.

It made it easier to leave as well. He never asked much about you. You could run; he wouldn’t be able to track you. Or so you thought. That’s how you both stood in Panama. He followed you halfway around the world.

“Y/n” he yells as you see him standing at the end of the street. The wicked smile adorns his face as if he has no worries for keeping you around again.

Thump.

Thump.

Your heart was pounding, adrenaline rushing. You stare for an exit. Way-out. Anywhere to go. You want to run, but his guards stood at the other end of the street. You are led to a truck in which you got in and sit slumped down.

Your ears burning and breaths uneven. He stares into your soul, and you can tell even without watching him. It makes you want to ball up and hide. His hand found your thigh, with an electric shock going through you, it was enough for you to jump back some. Yet, he never removing his hand as you ride with him. “So, what was your plan?”

The plan. A simple one. You just wanted freedom. It was eleven at night when you entered the hotel room Taehyun had rented for you. The only time you and him ever spent alone without body guards. He wanted no one to hear you scream his name. He didn’t want anyone to know who he was. It didn’t bother you at first, but the lying about who he is got old quickly. Only referring to him as ‘a special friend’ seemed sus to all your friends.

Still, here you go making drinks for him again. He wanted something simple, calling out to you as he freshened up. It gave you just enough time to spike his drink. It was not to kill him. Just to get time. Every moment spent with Taehyun he confirmed he would never let you go. ‘I’m yours and your mines forever.’ You know too much about his friends, his family, his business… him.

You both toast to another night together, clinking glasses for the last time. You decided to give him a show if this would be the last time. The lap dance lasted all of two songs before he was ready for you. Upon laying down, he was a goner. You grabbed your things, placed a kiss upon his cheek, and ran. Ran as fast as you could back to your place.

You gathered the luggage you packed beforehand. Your new information: identification card, passport, etc. then headed to the airport. As you waited for your flight, you spent most of it in the bathroom. Pacing. ‘What if he finds me?’ He won’t. ‘What if he was pretending and wanted me gone?’ He wasn’t pretending. ‘Did he actually love me?’ I don’t know… the logical side of your brain was trying to help the panicked side, but it never stopped. Even after landing in Panama.

You pulled up to nowhere. Just open land. He covered your mouth with a bandana. He is trying to drug you. Don't breathe in. Don't panic. You try holding your breath for as long as possible, but you breathe deeply afterwards to make up for the lack of oxygen. You felt like you were floating in an ocean then you felt nothing but cold. Drowning.

Screaming underwater until there was light again. Your head aches from the sudden brightness. You close your eyes as chuckles erupt across from you. Taehyun. You glance at him before he slowly approaches. “I wanted to be serious with you from that night forward, but you just had to go and ruin it…” He pulls out a dagger.

You were tied up to a metal chair, screwed into the ground. Hands cuffed behind your back. Feet cuffed to the legs of the chair. You were at his mercy. A bug caught in a spiderweb.

“Serious with me? You weren’t gonna tell a soul about us.. you used me. I didn’t even get anything from it but sex. You got me: my emotions, my heart. You didn’t even want it until the end?!” You yelled at the end. You were broken. You thought he wanted you the entirety of the time.

He twirled the dagger around in his hand as he stabs into your leg. The piercing scream coming from the bottom of your soul. “TAEHYUN!” You sob at the throbbing of the dagger still lodged into your leg.

“You’re mine. Forever. Don’t think you’re gonna run again, my love.”

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