my heart belongs to you.
cringe! mafia and soulmate au.
mature content.
sequel :: always you
a haechan fanfiction.
haechan ___ you series :: the beginning
original story by @heart4ches
i hate this book as much as you do <3
#1 in donghyuck nov 21
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"Daddy," Hyun woo called, looking up at his father, who stood at his side— arms crossed and an indifferent expression lacing his features. "Why was Youngie panicking?"
Donghyuck glanced down at his son. He shrugged nonchalantly before moving his eyes back to the staircase that they stood in front of. Donghyuck was dressed neatly in a white fitted shirt and a pair of light skinny jeans, which coordinated with the child's attire being a white sweatshirt and blue shorts.
"What's taking her so long?" Renjun asked, leant against the back of the couch with the other dream members.
"Don't judge the girl. She's meeting her future in-laws," Taeyong scolded, glancing to them from his seat. "You'd be freaking out too,"
"The day Hyuck meets her parents, dude." Mark laughed, entering the living room from the corridor— taking interest in the chaos.
"The woman is coming!" Johnny yelled aloud, rushing down the stairway from helping the girl gather her nerves. He rushed past Donghyuck, gently patting his shoulder before scurrying to sit on the couch to get a full view of his work.
"That's kinda inappropriate—"
"Jisung!" Taeyong gasped, shooting him a glare.
"I'm just saying!"
"Everyone, shut up!" Ten yelled, peaking out from the second floor's railing. "Presenting Miss Im but not really Im anymore Rinyoung,"
The said girl reluctantly walked to the very edge of the stairway, peaking out to see mostly everyone at the bottom staring up at her. She was dressed in a an innocent blue dress, and a pair of beige flats. Habitually the woman but down on her lower lip— anxious for her soulmate's reaction to her appearance. Her eyes met his face, scanning his features up and down— though not getting anything from his unreadable expression.
But what she didn't know was that, he found her beautiful. Unnoticeably he sucked in a breath, feeling his heart rate pick up from her dolled up attire.
His dark orbs raked over her silky dark hair— how half was pinned up with a neat white bow and the other half fell down her back. In awe, he glanced over at her face— recognizing the delicate highlights and pigments that weren't there on her bare face that he had gotten so used to. Continuing to admire her being, he lowered his eyes to her outfit— taking note of how the baby blue fabric of her dress hugged her figure ever so perfectly.
"Now that's what I imagined someone being the 'Take home to mom' type," Johnny cheered, clapping his hands happily, acting as if he had just accomplished his life goal.
