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《 jongho 》

genre: violence, romance

disclaimer: jongho is well known by his name and feared by many. rumors said he can crush people with his bare hands and knock his enemies dead just by knocking their heads. literally.

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it was hard to walk around the neighbourhood with jongho beside you.

you, y/n, are his girlfriend for a year now and now that his neighbourhood have seen/met you, they know not to mess with you. not even touch you.

what's more to say about hand-shaking?

one day, you were just walking your dog and the tough guys in the streets bowed before you and patted the dog's head before walking away quickly. you cock your head confused. so does the dog.

even the homeless old lady hid in her box to prevent from being seen with you and refused small changes from you.

how bad was jongho before he met you?

he's in a gang called ateez and the boys constantly patrol the neighbourhood to keep watch on any crime. they were bad boys with angel wings hidden in their jackets. unlike policemen, they can beat the crap out of someone and not get arrested for it.

jongho was a strong influence on some boys to protect their turf so when another gang, the boyz, joined forces with ateez, the streets have become safer. not a single crime happened for at least a month.

until a drunk dude just came out of nowhere and knocked over some stuff.

"hey, you stupid old hag! don't just leave your shit on the street; i'm tryna walk here." he kicked the homeless lady's box shelter and she cried out in surprise. the moment she screamed, 2 gang members ran over and grabbed the guy.

"yah, apologize to her." yunho tightened his grip at the guy's shirt.

"or what?" the guy cackled.

mingi cracked his neck. "i'll break your limbs and cut off your balls."

"you don't scare me, fuckhead!" the guy glanced at mingi's red hair mocking it. "let go!"

"normally i don't appear at this time but disrespect my brothers like that and i'll break your limbs for them."

"what are you gonna do, you wimp-" the guy stopped when he saw jongho staring emotionlessly at him. he just shook. "j-j-jongho! y-y-you're out of jail?!"

"i was never in jail. it's okay guys," he said and yunho let go of the guy, who is now being held by jongho. he put his arm around the guy's shoulder. let's call him tim, aite. "so, about what happened..."

"i-i'm sorry! i'm kinda drunk so i accidentally k-kicked her box. i-i-i didn't m-mean it."

"what are you doing on my turf?" he ignored the last statement and looked into tim's eyes.

"t-this is your turf? heheh... i didn't realize it was yours. i'll leave n-now." tim was about to walk away but mingi's arm wrapped about his neck.

"but before you go, there's something we want you to do for us.. and the lovely old lady." he whipped out his pocket knife tracing it on tim's face. "you see, she's blind so she can't see i'm holding the knife to your face. so apologize now or i'll skin you alive making you scream."

"i'm sorry."

"she can't hear you." yunho punched his stomach.

"I'M SORRY!" he cried in desperation.

"it's okay, son, but don't come here again if you don't want your ass kicked." the lady sweetly smiled before backing away into her box.

"you heard her. beat it." mingi pushed tim and it didn't take seconds for him to sprint away from the property.

wind blew towards their silhoutte looking cool and intimidating when suddenly yunho pouted, kicking the pebble on the ground.

"jongho-ah! why must you appear like that? we were trying to scare the guy by ourselves! he only got scared after you came in!"

"yeah! now we look like we're under you!" mingi cried too, his feet stomping.

jongho laughed and put his hands up, "i'm sorry! should we make a signal so i don't interrupt you?"

"he can't help it; he pitied you guys trying to scare that guy away." wooyoung walked into the scene, his hands in his denim jacket. "i would've but i'm worried he might go gay for me." he chuckled playing with his blonde hair.

"don't even." san wrapped himself around wooyoung, chin on his the younger's shoulder. "you have me to go crazy over you. if you ever flirt with any guy, you'll get it."

"o-oh." wooyoung's ears turned red.

the guys gagged.

a bulb appeared above jongho's head.

"i forgot to text y/n. she said she's tutoring her neighbour's daughter today. she should finish in- THAT WAS 2 HOURS AGO!" he facepalmed and ran to his car mumbling, "why didn't she call me damn it?! what if she falls into a ditch-" his voice faded the further he goes leaving his older brothers to #smh.

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"y/n-unnie, can i watch swan lake?"

"again? you watched that last week." you chuckled but went to put on the movie anyway since it's the only movie the girl likes. she said it made her feel like a princess if she ballets around her house.

"must be nice being a princess." the girl sighed soon after the movie started.

"being a princess does not mean you get anything you want. rules here and there, restricted from loving your true love freely, and the worst of all," the suspence made her gulp. "you can't eat a lot of cake!"

she gasped. "no! but i love cake! i thought princesses get to eat what they want!"

"then, what should a princess behave?"

"a princess is infront of me," that made you surprised. "brother jongho told me once you were his princess and he is your prince. sometimes... i hear him said he thinks he's not good enough for you but you accept him even when he's like he is now. what does that mean?" she cocked her head innocently.

oh, jongho. what did you do to deserve him?

the door bell rang and you pat her head before answering the door. when you saw it was jongho, you smiled widely.

"y/n, don't be mad. i was just-"

he was cut off when you hugged him tightly, you breathing in his neck. he smelled of cologne and smoke but you were happy to be in his arms.

"y/n? what's gotten into you?" he questioned but hugged you back. you felt his hand rubbed it in comfort. "did you miss me that much?"

you pulled away and kissed him.

"everyday, my love. everyday."