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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"Johnny, don't burn the pancakes. I'm trying to impress them not, kill them." Rinyoung nagged, pulling relentlessly on the male's arm as he carefully flipped a black pancake.
"We don't discriminate. They're all beautiful and delicious." Hearing his words, she dropped her arms defeatedly and stared at him with a 'really?' expression.
"Okay you'll happily eat this one then." "Young-"
"I should have never let you helped me-" "Hey, you didn't say I had to be good at cooking to help you-" "Isn't that obvious though-" "I just wanted to fuck around with some eggs and flour-" "You're gonna get fucked up if you keep fucking around with the breakfast-"
"Do you guys ever stop talking?" Interrupting the heated banter, a new voice infiltrated their ears as the body entered the kitchen, sleep coaxing their figure.
"Oh haechan." "Oh, you."
"Yes it's me. Disappointed?" He asked nonchalantly, opening the refrigerator. He rummaged through the various items, then pulled out a water bottle. The boy closed the fridge before screwing the cap off.
"Very. I kinda wanted that hot jaehyun dude." Listening to her comment, Donghyuck's blood boiled, mewling a groan of annoyance to slip his tongue.
"That 'hot' jaehyun dude has a soulmate, and you do too." Rinyoung was baffled. After all that has happened between the two, and the unnecessary arguments, she couldn't fathom why all of a sudden the boy decided to acknowledge the fact he had a soulmate now.
"Uh excuse me, sir. Last time I checked, we both didn't want each other."
"That's not what your hips said in the back of my car the other night." Donghyuck fires back, a smug smirk hanging off of his facial features— feeling triumphant in the conversation.
"Oh you were just as desperate as me, actually more, asshole." "Love the pet names, babe, but you need to be a little more original." "Says you who's always calling me princess and sweetheart." "Tell me you don't like it then, and I'll gladly stop." "Fucking bite me." "You wish I would-"
As they fired back insults and called each other every inappropriate name under the sun , they slowly inched closer to each other until Donghyuck's breath fanned Rin's top lip. Just like the other night.
The sexual tension intensified— their voices dying down as their glares took over the ongoing battle.
None of them would walk away or break eye contact. The two were trapped in their own bubble, ignoring the older male who stood to the side, anxiously biting his nails.
Interrupting the two young adults, Johnny cleared his throat. "Okay, let's stop here because I don't want you guys to fight more and of course, not in front of my pancakes. They're too innocent to hear and see this."
"Tch, whatever." The younger tsked and backed up, arrogantly walking away towards the dining table.
He pulled out the chair at the head— the legs scratching against the wood flooring, complimenting the eerie and tense atmosphere. Donghyuck plopped himself down, eyes still glued to the girl. He didn't want to back down, and he wouldn't.
"Stop staring at me." "Why is it bothering you?" "Yes, actually." "Okay I won't stop." "Haechan—"
"Yo, whats for breakfast? I'm starving— Noona?"
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