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박성훈 、SECRET NEVER KEPT

sunghoon’s lips curl into a subtle smile when he heard footsteps coming towards the classroom. he knows it’s you, he knows your pace, way too familiar with you to not even recognise the faint humming echoing in the hallways.

he chuckles, his smile growing wider as he pushes one of the desks aside. he shakes his head at how easily you make him smile, and you aren’t even in the room. the melody you’re humming gets a bit clearer, and he turns towards the door as you slide it open.

“detention again?” you tease, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. it’s unfathomable how giddy he looks after getting detention. “it’s pleasing to watch the mayor’s son sweeping the tiles,”

박성훈 、SPOILED ROTTEN

when your eyes open to the faint knocking against the glass doors arching from the ceiling all the way down the floor of your bedroom, you thought you were about to get murdered. a soft groan spins in the air and you get off your bed, brows furrowed as you walk towards the balcony, hesitatingly sliding the curtains away— you couldn’t be further away from the truth.

“sunghoon?” it’s two thirty at night, you don’t know how he climbed up your balcony. he blows softly against the glass, tracing out a small heart once it fogs up while looking at you. there’s a bottle of sauvignon blanc in his hand— he’s drunk tonight, and you’re busy fighting a smile between confusion and surprise. 

i love you - kim minjeong.

minjeong knew she would lose you if you'd ever find out she cheated your way into the cheerleading squad, but seeing your face shining with happiness as you showed her how the cheerleader outfit fit you was enough for minjeong to forget about all of that.

♡ {1:45 am} - lee heeseung

“Hee,” you called for your boyfriend after feeling the other side of the bed empty.

You made your way downstairs after hearing the sink running loudly. “Hee?” you called him  on your way down the stairs.

You walked towards him in the kitchen where you found him making food.

Heeseung saw you from the corner of his eye when turning around, “Oh my gosh, you gave me a heart attack” he said why holding his chest.

You walked towards him, “hi” you said hugging him  “hey” he replied chuckling, hugging you back “why weren’t you in bed?” you asked him.

“I got hungry so I decided to make something. Do you want some?” he asked, kissing your forehead, you hummed yes.

You go sit on the couch, wrapping yourself in your blanket while waiting for heeseung to finish cooking.

“Babe, it’s finished. Baby?” he called out for you and went to you on the couch. He chuckled looking down at you sleeping comfortably on the couch. “Baby wake up”. You stir awake and groan to him shaking you

He chuckles at your sleepy state and says “y/n, the food is finished” . With that, you get up and walk with him to the table.

“Cute” he said chuckling watching you try hard to keep your eyes open and stay up to eat your food

“Aren’t you tired? You guys had a busy schedule today.” you said yawning. You saw him shake his  head while putting your dirty dishes in the sink. “Surprisingly, not really. I had a nap a little after i got home”

Heeseung saw you yawning again, “let’s go to bed, you’re tired”. You didn’t say anything, but took his hand and headed upstairs.

“Are you comfortable?”  hee asked, you nodded, being unable to talk due of tiredness. Kissing your forehead he says “Goodnight baby. Sweet dreams”

YOU GO DOWN JUST LIKE HOLY MARY — N.R + Y.J

% warnings: major character death, a lot of cursing, the older yang siblings are not nice, mentions of blood, murder

“I want to go!” You say, clinging onto your older brother, Riki, arms.

“Shut up,” he mumbles, pulling your hand off him, “why don’t you ask mom and dad huh? I bet they’ll do anything for you.”

You frown at his words. Sure, Riki was usually very cold and closeted, but he was never really rude to you on purpose.

“Jungwon-oppa! Can you bring me to my dance practice at least?”

Jungwon nods, placing a coat over his head as he throws another coat to Riki.

“Cmon Riki, we have to go to her dance practice, remember?”

Riki only rolls his eyes, opening the front door to let you and Jungwon out.

“Aren’t you coming Kyungha noona?” Riki asks to his eldest sibling, “to the brat’s dance practice and all?”

Kyungha shrugs, pulling herself up from her warm place on the couch, “whatever, Jungwon’s got the car keys?”

“Yep.”

The three older siblings sit themselves on one of the benches, watching as you dance with your partner to some song by EXO.

“I can’t believe we’re moving,” Kyungha pouts, “I’ll have to leave Jaeyun. You know, I really think he’s the one.”

“Oh please,” Jungwon laughs, “the one?”

“He’s my soulmate, he gets me!”

“Okay well he just wants to get inside your pants, that’s all noona.”

Kyungha smacks both of her younger brothers on the head, making them let out groans of complaints.

“It’s not my fault that our parents keep moving because of that fucking Y/N.”

Kyungha, Jungwon, and Riki all turn their heads to look at you, who was currently taking a water break and laughing with your dance friends.

“Ugh,” Riki glares, “I could kill her.”

“Well we could try to,” Jungwon pulls out his sketchbook, revealing a picture of you dead on the ground, red colored pencils representing your “blood”.

“Jesus Won, you sicko,” Kyungha looks over at Jungwon’s drawing, “poison?”

“Glass shards in her yogurt,”

Kyungha shakes her head, “no idiot, that’s too obvious. It’d have to look more like an accident. And you’ll have to burn the sketchbook, of course.”

Later that day when all of you got home, a fight started to break out between your older sister, Riki, and your mom.

“I can’t just ditch Jaeyun mom!” Kyungha stomps her foot on the ground, like a kid throwing a tantrum, “this is the last day before we move to that hell hole you call Japan! Can’t Riki take care of Y/N?”

“Fuck you asshole! You’re not the only one that has a life outside this house you know!” Riki shouts.

“Alright all of you shut up!” Your father comes into view, carrying one of the boxes labeled YN’S ROOM, “all of you will be taking care of Y/N tonight and I don’t care if you have plans!”

“But you said we were going to release my tadpoles!” You frown, looking at the tiny tadpoles inside your clear jar.

“We have to talk to your dancing teacher about the whole transition thing when you move,” your mom explains, “so please, don’t make this difficult alright? Kyungha, Jungwon, and Riki, finish up packing. The moving van gets here by 8 o’clock tomorrow.”

“Well I’m not going!” Kyungha yells, “the Lee’s next door said I could stay with them for the rest of senior year and graduate with everyone.”

“Kyungha,” your father grabs the collar of your older sister’s shirt and slams her back into the kitchen wall, “does this look like a 5 star hotel to you? You don’t get to check in and check out of this family whenever you want to.”

He finally lets her go, making his way out the door with your mom.

“We’ll be back by ten,” your mom says softly before closing the door.

All of your siblings looked riled up, so you try to break the atmosphere.

“They’re such dicks,” you say, making sure to be careful with your words incase one of your siblings lashes out again, “my tadpoles are gonna die if we don’t release them tonight!”

“Fuck your tadpoles Y/N!” Riki grabs your jar containing the tadpoles, “nobody gives a shit about them!”

“No!” You shout, “Unnie! Jungwon-oppa! Tell him to give them back!”

Kyungha sighs, “Riki-ah, don’t be such a monster, if our sweet Y/N here wants to release her tadpoles, I say we all take her.”

Riki turns over to face her, analyzing her face. Then, his scowl breaks into a smile, something that made the hair on your neck sprung up.

“Here,” Riki says, handing you your tadpoles. It scares you that you can’t read the expression on his face.

Thankfully, Kyungha had kept her promise. She drove you, Jungwon, and Riki to the forest nearby your house, where there was a frozen cold lake to release your tadpoles in.

“Come on,” Jungwon says to you as the car makes a stop, “lets release your tadpoles.”

Kyungha and him walk you towards the lake, Riki choosing to stay behind because according to him, “I would rather jump off a cliff than go out in this freezing weather.”

“You know, I’m really sorry about the whole moving thing,” you say to both of your siblings, “I never wanted to move, but Mr. Joon said that the dance location in Japan is far more bigger and has better teachers.”

You start opening your jar, releasing the tiny tadpoles into the cold lake. “Thanks for bringing me Kyungha-unnie and Jungwon-oppa,”

“You know they’re just going to freeze, right?” Kyungha says, eyeing the tadpoles you released.

“No,” you shake your head, “they’re wintering tadpoles so they go into hibernation.”

Jungwon laughs, “you know what kid? You’re not so bad.”

The laughter soon dies down when a screaming Riki comes into view, holding a large shiny knife.

Kyungha and Jungwon quickly cover you, their eyes wide in fear.

“Quick!” Kyungha screams, “go to the car! Lock the doors!”

You run for your life, slamming the door shut in the car as you frantically search for the lock button.

Fuck, there is no lock button. In fact, there are no buttons at all.

“There’s no button!” You sob, looking around frantically. “Get me out!”

Riki’s face pops up onto the car window, smirking slyly as he watches you struggle. Then Jungwon shows up, and Kyungha. They were all smirking.

Jungwon holds up all the buttons Riki had removed earlier from the car, his face converted into a evil grin as he throws them far away from the scene.

“What are you doing?!” You cry out, banging on the window, “Jungwon-oppa, what are you doing?!”

The three of your siblings start getting behind the car, pushing it forward with you still inside.

“I don’t know what happened mommy!” Kyungha mocks, “we told Y/N to stop messing around in the car but she wouldn’t!”

Riki laughs, throwing his head back as he pushes harder, “you know how much she liked to pretend-drive with daddy!”

“Please! Please!” You scream, tears running down your cheeks like an endless waterfall, “please!”

The three keep on pushing until the car finally goes down the cold lake, you still screaming at them to let you out.

“PLEASE! KYUNGHA UNNIE! JUNGWON OPPA!”

But they all watched in smiles as you struggle, the car finally making it way down the cold never ending river, your screams start drowning out as the whole car sinks under.

Riki starts humming as he walks. You go down just like Holy Mary, Mary on a, Mary on a cross.

# author note: honestly what was I thinking 😭 I was watching oitnb a few days ago and woah, I just had to write a fic based on it. I was thinking of doing Jay and Jungwon for the siblings but I feel like Wonki would be more fitting for some reason?

Anyway, in details, Riki is a sociopath. I don’t know if I had made it clear in the fic (I probably didn’t, my writing is kinda ass LOL). Jungwon and Kyungha I would say are psychopaths. Why are they different from Riki? Because they actually show somewhat emotions towards Y/N, whereas Riki does not as much.

tagging @woniepop 😦💪

Who needs therapy when you can just put the sparkles emoji around stuff

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