Play With Fire | Choi Seungcheol FF (Slow Update)

10.

Author's pov :

As days turned into weeks
the dynamics between Yn and the members of Seventeen began to shift. Seungcheol found himself sleeping in the same bed as Yn more frequently, the intimidating positions from before now becoming a familiar occurrence. Yet, despite their close proximity, a wall of uncertainty still separated them.

One morning, as they woke up tangled in each other's embrace, Seungcheol couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Anger at himself for letting his guard down, confusion about his growing feelings for Yn, and a constant sense of paranoia that kept him on edge. He questioned why he allowed himself to be so soft with her, especially considering the danger she could potentially bring to the gang.

In the luxurious kitchen of the mansion, they gathered to eat their meals together, the air heavy with unspoken tension. Yn tried to maintain a calm and collected façade, but inside, she was constantly calculating her next move. The members of Seventeen still kept their guards high around her, wary of the woman who had infiltrated their lives.

As they sat around the dining table, the atmosphere was a mix of silence and hushed conversations. Seungcheol's eyes lingered on Yn, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. Part of him wanted to distance himself from her, to protect his heart from the vulnerability she brought forth. But another part of him felt drawn to her, a magnetic pull he couldn't explain.

"Yn, pass the salt, please," Seungkwan said, breaking the silence. Yn obliged with a small smile, trying to appear at ease despite the undercurrents of tension in the room.

"So, Yn, have you been enjoying your stay with us?" Mingyu asked, trying to strike up a casual conversation.

Yn nodded, her eyes meeting each member's gaze. "Yes, it's been an interesting experience, to say the least," she replied cryptically.

Seungcheol's jaw clenched slightly, sensing that there was more to her answer than she was letting on. He wondered what she was hiding, what secrets she held close to her heart.

Throughout the day, they went about their routines, but the sense of unease lingered. Some members were more open and friendly towards Yn, while others remained distant, unsure of where to place their trust. The tension in the air was palpable, a constant reminder of the high stakes they were all playing with.

As night fell, Seungcheol found himself once again lying next to Yn in bed. In the dimly lit room, he couldn't help but steal glances at her as she slept peacefully beside him. He knew that she was planning something, that there was more to her than met the eye, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was also a vulnerability in her that mirrored his own.

The mix of emotions swirling within Seungcheol made it hard for him to find peace. His mind raced with thoughts of the dangerous game they were playing, of the secrets and lies that surrounded them. He knew he couldn't let his guard down completely, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the strange pull he felt towards Yn...

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Late one evening...

Yn moved stealthily through the dimly lit corridors of the mansion, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more hidden within its walls. Months of careful observation had made her familiar with every nook and cranny, but this time, a strange sensation tugged at her instincts, urging her to investigate further.

As she discreetly slipped past the members in the common areas, she made her way towards the hidden corner of the mansion.
It was a section rarely frequented by the gang, making it the perfect spot to keep secrets concealed from prying eyes. Her heart raced with anticipation and a sense of danger, but she knew she had to press on.