borderline │ yunho
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  • Time 1h 12m
  • Reads 177
  • Votes 19
  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 12m
Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2021
Mature
His hand covered half of his face but his smirk was prominent. Silence was soon cut short as his deep chuckle fill the room. Slowly, his hand falls down from his face. The soft expression he had on earlier had disappeared, now changed with a darker gaze, one that was slowly eating her soul up.
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Inception (Ateez Ot8 x Reader) by Remedy_X
56 parts Ongoing
"I want to know why you do it." "Why I do what." he asked, stripping off his overcoat. He flung it over the back of the couch without much thought as he began unbuttoning his shirt. "Why you always save me. Every time I'm in trouble you always come to my rescue." I blushed as he kept undoing buttons and turned away as he slowly revealed his chest. "Should I not?" He asked in a bored tone. "That's not what I- I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound ungrateful. I just want to know why." I spun around to face him again during my apology and was unable to take my eyes away from him as he peeled his shirt off himself. He was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and my eyes roamed his chest appreciatively. As my eyes drifted lower, I noticed a thick scar course from the left side of his abdomen, across his hip and down before disappearing beneath his waistline. Realizing I was staring, I blinked a couple of times and cleared my throat before looking up again. His dark eyes were already looking at me. "You're important to them." His reasoning made my heart ache. As he turned to head to the bathroom, my next words stopped him in his tracks. "What about you?" He stood there with his back turned to me. Minutes passed, but it felt like hours before he finally turned, casting his beautifully dark gaze on me again. "Am I important to you?" Our eyes never wavered from each other. His heavy bootsteps echoed in the silent room as he stalked towards me. He didn't stop until he stood toe to toe with me. His hand slowly came up to cup my cheek. His eyes dropped down to my lips as his thumb lazily drug across them. His hand traveled to my hair, threading his fingers through the strands before releasing a heavy sigh and meeting my eyes, scorching me with the fire behind them. "There are feelings for you that I wish I didn't have." Cover credit - @escape-from-realitys-stuff
𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃― Han Seo-jun by honeyyskiess
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❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦? 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 ❞ 𝗜𝗺 𝗦𝘂𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴 muttered under her breath when 𝗛𝗮𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗼-𝗷𝘂𝗻 took a seat beside her after his long hiatus. He raised one of his brows, hearing her words under her breath as he scoffed in an offended tone ❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲? ❞ She looked at him with a deadpan expression ❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐲? 𝐀𝐦 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠? ❞ He scoffed again, flicking his hair out of his forehead as he leaned closer to her face ❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 '𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮? ❞ ❝ 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 ❞ He let out a small laugh as she formed a small smile ❝ 𝐎𝐡, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨? ❞ ❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐛𝐢𝐤𝐞 ❞ __________________________________________ © 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆𝘆𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀𝘀
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"Always a pleasure doing business with you, ma'am," he says, his tone laced with smug satisfaction, that same cold, calculating smile stretching across his face. He knows I'm running out of options, and it shows in the way his eyes flicker over me, like a predator circling its prey. I clench my jaw, trying to keep my composure as my account hits zero. The weight of every won gone feels like a noose tightening around my neck, my lips slowly turning bluer by the day, slowly dying. I can't let him see the panic crawling up my throat, not yet. But with each payment, I can feel the walls closing in, the desperation sinking deeper into my bones.