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Wrong Place Wrong Time (29)

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Part 29 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)
A fanfic for a more Mature audience due to violence and language. Read at your own risk :)

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭 ,. (☠️- Harm towards characters, Strong language and Adult themes.)

Summary: You end up in the wrong place at the wrong time and it has negative repercussions. Main characters include: Reader and EXO.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6  Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 34  Part 35 (Final)

Word Count: 4,500 (Maybe a little more or less)

Parts of the body are involved that little kids shouldn’t be reading about😜 But it’s not intended in a sexual way. I’m not a smut writer, haha. I just thought it was somewhat relevant so you could really get a sense of the particular characters struggle. Enjoy guys and leave comments as usual!

 “If you’re the reason Kyungsoo is in a wheelchair, I promise you I’ll put a bullet through your skull myself.” Junmyeon frowned advancing towards you, picking up a wooden broomstick from the side. “After I’ve battered you that is.”

“Junmyeon stop! I didn’t call Red please.” You backed away slowly walking around the table, he was following you around, gripping the broom tightly causing his knuckles to turn white. Once you had noticed that you had walked around the whole table you quickly ran out of the room and began racing up the stairs to your room, locking yourself inside.

“Open this fucking door now Y/N! Or I will kick it down!” Junmyeon shouted, banging the broom against your door, your heart was beating wildly. Junmyeon didn’t get to angry at you nowadays and so when he was it terrified you beyond belief. There was no way you were getting out of this one without some help, since he was too heated to listen to you. The next best thing you thought of doing was making noise to alert anyone that would allow themselves to be awoken by you. So you began to scream at the top of your lungs and banged your fists on the wall of the bedroom beside you.

“OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR BEFORE I BREAK IT DOWN MYSELF, THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE!” Junmyeon’s beast mode was in activation, his voice was gruff and a whole tone lower then it usually, until you heard a familiar voice which sounded like it belonged to Kyungsoo.

“What is going on, you better have a valid reason for interrupting my well needed sleep.” Kyungsoo said in his new tone of voice; he was never talkative but ever since the accident, he had lost all sense of emotion, he was completely cold and his voice was monotone. It was as though he was an empty shell; he was no longer living but rather, just existing.

“Y/N, open the damn –”

Junmyeon was cut off by a knocking on the house door. You held your breath for a while.
He actually came.
Opening your door swiftly you ran past Junmyeon and raced down the stairs. He was following closely behind you.

“If you even think about opening that damn door!” Junmyeon hissed from behind you, but you weren’t listening, you opened it anyway. He actually came, thank God.

“I told you it’s not Red!” You spun around frowning at Junmyeon, who was staring at the door wide eyed.

“He’s upstairs following me.” You grabbed his hand shutting the door and dragging him up the stairs, Junmyeon following closely behind again. You knocked lightly on Kyungsoo’s door, he was no longer in the hallway so you assumed he had wheeled himself back into his room.
“Kyungsoo are you decent, can I come in?”

“Leave me alone.” You heard him say in a blunt tone.
Sighing loudly and rolling his eyes, you turned the handle and opened the door stepping into the room; he was sitting in his chair with his back towards you.
“What part of leave me alone did you fail to understand?” he hissed, wheeling himself around to face you. His eyes widening.
“B-Babu?…” For the first time in two weeks Kyungsoo’s expression had changed, he was visibly shocked and you couldn’t tell if it was positive or negative yet, but it was a start at least.
“What are you doing here?” He looked from Babu to you and Junmyeon and back to Babu again.
It was silent for a moment, an awkward kind, until suddenly Babu stormed over to Kyungsoo and dragged him off his wheelchair letting him drop on the floor.

“Oh my goodness, Kyungsoo” You ran over to him,slowly bending down and making sure he was okay.
“I asked you here to make him feel better, not to abuse him you asshole.” You glared up at Kyungsoo’s brother; rage in your eyes, your arm was still draped over Kyungsoo’s shoulder.

“Help?” He scoffed. “You expect me to come here and believe a corrupt younger brother and a woman faking an emergency birth. Get the fuck up off the floor Kyungsoo. Get up.”

“I can’t Babu.” Kyungsoo said his face crumpling slightly as he looked down at his legs.

“I said get up Soo!” His brother kicked his legs, and slapped him across the face.

“I CAN’T BABU! I CAN’T MOVE MY LEGS!” Kyungsoo burst into angry tears his face turning a bright red. “I can’t…”
You were frustrated, this wasn’t supposed to be what was happening. You called him here to help Kyungsoo, not to make him feel worse.

“If you’re going to do this to him, then get out. This is not what I brought you here for.” You hissed in Babu’s direction, rubbing Kyungsoo’s back. “Junmyeon help me lift him please.”
But before Junmyeon could reach, Babu had slung Kyungsoo over his shoulder and lowered him down on his bed.

“I thought this was another sick joke.” Babu sighed down at Kyungsoo, who was still crying and looking up at his brother in shock.

“Umm… we’ll leave you two to it. I’ll be going to bed. Goodnight.” You bowed your head and pulled Junmyeon out of the door with you.

Kyungsoo’s P.O.V

He stared up at his brother, he was still a bit dazed, not even by Babu’s previous actions, but just purely because of the fact that he was here for Kyungsoo despite the fact that he hated him.
“I-I didn’t know you were coming.” Kyungsoo said between quiet sobs, looking at Babu who was sitting at the foot of his bed.

“I didn’t know I was coming either, I just randomly receive some emergency call from your lady friend about 25 minutes ago, saying that I really needed to come and see you. This house really isn’t far. It’s a wonder that I never bump into you…”

“Actually we moved here about two weeks ago, just after…” He looked down at his legs and let out an exasperated sigh. They both of them were quiet again; it was slightly uncomfortable for both of them, until Babu spoke up.

“This doesn’t change anything Kyungsoo, I’m still mad at you and everything that you’ve ever done to us. This doesn’t change how I feel about you. In fact I don’t even know why I’m here. You know Mama struggles everyday without Dad and you’re to blame for that shit. Why couldn’t you just do well Kyungsoo. Then you disappear when she needs us the most.”
Kyungsoo swallowed hard, trying to suppress the emotions building up in the back of this throat, to prevent the tears from coming. For Babu to still think that he was the cause of his father’s death really pained him.

“You never cared to ask me Babu. You never wanted to hear my side of the story.” Kyungsoo whispered, looking up at his brother sadly. He envied him when he was younger, and he still did now. He was the perfect son. The perfect man. It was unfair, they were cut from the same cloth so why was Kyungsoo’s life worth so much less than Babu’s.

“So why don’t you fucking tell me Kyungsoo, what the fuck is this place and why are you here? Although, I doubt what you say will make any difference to how I feel. You’re a fucking underground criminal Kyungsoo and I don’t want my family having anything to do with you.”

Your family? You mean our family Babu.” Kyungsoo glared at his brother, tears pricking his eyes.

“No Kyungsoo, you’re not part of us anymore. You lost that right ages ago.”

The tears began streaming down his cheeks. He was crying silently, but these silent tears were definitely the most painful he had cried for a long time.
“It’s not fair Babu. I’ve tried my whole life to be like you but I could never reach up to your standards. I was never good at biology Babu, I could never be a doctor! I wanted to be an artist, a chef. But none of you would ever be proud of me that way. I’ve always looked up to you Babu and loved you with all my heart but you never cared for me back. Do you know how much and how long I yearned for my older brothers care and loving. You never gave it to me! I’ve never been good enough for you, you’ve always hated me.” His breathing was heavy and his hands were shaking over the bed sheets, unable to contain the pent up emotion any longer.

“I wasn’t the reason for Dad’s death Babu, but because you loathed me so much, you couldn’t see that. You were too blinded by your hate for me. Dad died because he was being poisoned unbeknownst to us. He was taking those vitamins, remember? Manufactured by the Red company owned by Jay Lee. Well Jay Lee was cutting and splicing those vitamins with toxic substances, to increase the amount of product he was producing, you can imagine the money he was raking in. Dad had been taking them for so long it had time to fuck up his system that’s what killed him Babu, not me! But I left the house because your hate for me had stretched too far and I was a burden to you and mum. Then I found about these guys. Long story short we’re trying to put a stop to Jay Lee, so he can’t hurt anyone else. I joined so he couldn’t hurt Mama. I joined so he couldn’t hurt you! Yes it’s illegal but it’s the only way I can keep you all safe. I already failed you in one way, the least I could do is protect you.” Kyungsoo spluttered, tears dropping from his eyes again and looking at Babu whose face was blank with shock.

“Kyungsoo… I-I didn’t know. I’m so sorry…” He shook his head, still dazed from all of the information that he had received. “I never knew. You never said anything. Why did you keep that to yourself for so long?”
Kyungsoo shrugged his shoulders, tears still streaming down his face. Fatigue hitting him like a truck.

“Kyungsoo I’m so sorry. It’s not true; it was never always like this. I loved you once too. When we were younger, remember the fun we’d have playing outside together, hmm? Please don’t cry Soo.” He reached out his hand to wipe Kyungsoo’s face, but this only resulted in Kyungsoo crying harder. Babu, stood up from where he was sat, shifting Kyungsoo closer to the wall, he sat directly next to him and pulled him into a hug, holding him in his arms for a long while. “It’ll probably take us while to get back to our younger days but maybe…we could try.” Babu kissed the top of his head.

“I missed you Babu, so much. I’ve missed you and Mama every day.” Kyungsoo breathed out, taking a moment to really register that he was currently being held in his brother’s arms, somewhere he wanted to be for as long as he could remember. Babu placed his hands on Kyungsoo’s legs sighing and closing his eyes temporarily.

“You’ll be okay Soo, it’ll get easier alright? The more used to it you get, the more bearable it becomes. Maybe further down the line we can try physiotherapy, although I’m not sure that it would work but don’t lock yourself away from the others you’ll only make it worse for yourself. Talk to the girl at least. She must care and be concerned if she had the guts to ring me, hmm?” He gave Kyungsoo’s leg a squeeze and rose up from the bed.

“Where are you going? Stay. Please.” Kyungsoo pouted, raising his arms up towards where his brother was stood.

“I can’t Soo, I have work tomorrow. Besides I have mum, a wife and a daughter to get home to, they’ll be wondering where I went when they wake up if I’m not there.” He walked slowly towards the door. “Please don’t shut yourself away Kyungsoo it’s the worst thing you can do for yourself. And get some sleep. You look like shit.” Both boys laughed as he closed the door behind him and left the house.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

Since Babu had visited, Kyungsoo’s mood had been a little better, he would still have his really off days and shut himself out occasionally, but he was definitely opening up much more than he had been before. It was 3PM now, and only you and Kyungsoo were at home watching TV.
You had all had a discussion in the board an hour earlier agreeing that, next week would be the week to take out Red and so some of the men had gone out to buy some supplies which may be needed for their ‘mission’ whilst others just simply went to chill out and have a little bit of time to themselves. The day had been running smoothly for the most part, Junmyeon had apologised for shouting at you the way he had when Babu had come and you were on civil terms with Chanyeol at the moment. But you realised that your talk with Jongin and Minseok was still pending, and you probably would have to prepare yourself for something more than just a talk with Yixing. But for now it was just you and Kyungsoo.
He had been fine up until he wanted a snack, since he couldn’t get up to reach the desired snack by himself, he became agitated and started regressing back to his behaviour from two weeks ago which was causing you to become quite restless, you honestly didn’t know how Baekhyun and Chanyeol could do it all the time. At this point, Kyungsoo wouldn’t stop complaining about every little thing and it was slowly driving you over the edge.

“Where’s Chanyeol and Baekhyun. They’re taking so long! What could they possibly doing right now, ugh! Damn it. Can’t you call them or something and see where they are? I’m sure it’s my toilet break soon and I –”
You stared up at Kyungsoo who went strangely quiet all of a sudden

“Umm…are you okay?” you asked

“Hmm? Yeah why wouldn’t I be?” He turned his face away from you and cleared his throat.

“You just got really quiet all of a sudden that’s all.” You turned your attention back to the TV. After a few seconds you began hearing a quiet but distinct splashing sound, frowning you looked around the room trying to locate where it was coming from. Your eyes widened and your face softened when you looked at Kyungsoo.

He had wet himself.

“Oh Kyungsoo.” You said sadly “Maybe we should go and clean you up, I can’t carry you up the stairs…but we can use the kitchen.”

“No! I’m capable you don’t need to.” He began wheeling himself out of the room.

“Kyungsoo no. Stop being so difficult I’m here to help you.” You pushed his chair into the kitchen.
Disappearing to his room you rummaged through his chest of draws, pulling out a fresh pair of underwear and a small black towel. Returning to the kitchen with the items in your hand you walked over to a angry looking Kyungsoo, who grabbed the towel and underwear out of your hands.

“I can do it myself!” He hissed “My legs are broken, not my fucking hands!”
You shook your head, you had never met anyone more stubborn than Kyungsoo and constantly battling with him was really taxing on the brain.

“Yes, I know that Kyungsoo, but you need to lift your legs in order to get your trousers and underwear off don’t you? Stop being so stubborn. It’ll be quicker if I do it anyway.” You grabbed the things back out of his hands. Kneeling on the floor you raised his legs so that they were resting on your lap.

“Y/N wait.” Kyungsoo whispered quickly. “I can’t… I don’t want you to see…”

You smiled at him as reassuringly as you could, trying to put him at ease. You understood why this was so hard for him, he must have been so humiliated by the whole situation.

“Kyungsoo look its okay, there’s no need to be uncomfortable. I’ll get it done quickly okay; I’m not going to comment on what I see. Don’t worry I can assure you I’m not sexually attracted to you, so there’s no pressure to impress.” You winked at him in a playful way and set about pulling his trousers and underwear down. He closed his eyes tightly, his face turning a bright red.

“Oh goodness.” He breathed, covering his manhood with his hands. “This is so embarrassing, you can’t tell the others. Please.”
You stood up walking over to the sink, slightly wetting the towel in your hand and bending back down in front of Kyungsoo.

“Trust me I won’t.” You set about cleaning Kyungsoo, who was keeping his eyes closed for the most part, until you were about to finish up, he opened his eyes staring down. His eyes widened in shock as he slapped your hand away.

“Why is that happening?!” He pointed at his growing manhood and was looking at you in confusion since you weren’t even reacting to how humiliating this situation was. “I’m not sexually attracted to you, I swear!”

“Relax Kyungsoo, it’s called a reflex erection, it just happens when you’ve had physical contact with something. The majority of paralysed men experience it. Its normal don’t get freaked out, it’s all natural. I think it’s got something to do with that part of your spinal cord not actually being damaged although don’t quote me on that I’m not a doctor, you’d have to ask Baekhyun. So if you want to have kids in the future this is good news right?” You laughed a little bit, picking up his underwear.

“Okay can we stop this now I’m getting really uncomfortable I fucking hate this.” His brows were furrowed together. You felt bad for him; you couldn’t imagine how mortified and dishonoured he must have been feeling at that precise moment in time.

“Kyungsoo it’s okay. I’ve finished now anyway.” You were just beginning to help him put on his underwear, when you heard some footsteps coming into the kitchen.

“What the fuck is going on?” It was Sehun; he was standing there looking at the both of you in shock and horror. The last person you needed to walk in on you changing Kyungsoo right now.

“No fuck! It’s not what it looks like. She’s just helping me.” Kyungsoo panicked, covering his member with his hands, whilst you quickly pulled his underwear up over it.

“What? helping you get stimulated?” Sehun began laughing out loud, supporting his tall body against the door frame. “Oi, Minseok! Come and see this! Y/N is trying it on with Soo!”
Shit why did the boys have to return now, you thought to yourself. You saw Minseok, peek his head around the corner and frown, withdrawing his head he disappeared around the corner again.

“Sehun, you asshole!” You hissed.

He laughed at you spitefully, squinting his eyes at you.
“I’m not stupid Y/N I know you were cleaning him up. But if I can use an unforeseen event to my advantage I will. I appreciate you looking after Kyungsoo that’s pretty cool. But like I’ve said before, Minseok is my best friend not yours, so the bigger I can make the gap between the two of you, the better.” He laughed at you spitefully and winked, turning on his heel and walking out of the kitchen.
You shook your head, standing up and pushing Kyungsoo’s chair into the living room, where Kris did the honours of carrying him up the stairs. You poked your head into the living room to see if Minseok was there but the only people you saw were Junmyeon and Jongdae.
Sighing you walked upstairs, fatigue kicking in a little. Your eyes widened when you saw Chanyeol walking out of your room and closing the door behind him.

“What were you doing in there.”

He jumped, turning around to look at you.

“Oh shit, you scared me.” He breathed, holding his hand to his chest. “Actually I just left a little thank you gift on your bed. For looking after Kyungsoo while me and Baekhyun were gone.
He grabbed your wrist, dragging you into the room. There was a box of your favourite chocolates sitting on your bed. You smiled up at him punching his shoulder lightly.

“You didn’t have to do that Chan.”

He smiled back at you. “I did. You deserved it. I’m sorry to have dumped Kyungsoo on you, but I just really needed a break, you know?” He stretched his arms out and shook his body a little.

“Dumped me? So I’m a burden?”
You and Chanyeol turned your heads quickly to the open door, to see an angry Kyungsoo looking up at the two of you in his wheelchair. “I came to say thanks, for helping to clean me up.” He laughed disbelievingly at the two of you shaking his head. “Do you know how embarrassing this is for me? I used to be the most independent person in this house and kept myself to myself, now I need help in wiping my own ass. You don’t think I want to end it all everyday!” He was shouting at the both of your furiously now.

“That’s not what he meant Kyungsoo; he’s just tired is all. Please stop you’re going back to that dark place again, you were doing so well.” Kyungsoo rolled his eyes and wheeled himself back to his room.

“Shit. I’d better go after him.” Chanyeol ran a hand through his hair in frustration and disappeared out of your room. You nodded at no one in particular, stepping outside of your room too looking down the corridor to where the two boys had gone off to, but instead you saw Minseok opening the door to his room. He looked down the corridor staring at you as well for a couple of seconds and then disappeared into his room. You found your feet carrying you to the direction of his room and your hand knocking on his door. Goodness, why were you here?

He opened the door slowly. Looking at you standing there for a while, he eventually stepped aside and let you in. You both stood there awkwardly and silently for a moment until you spoke up.

“I was not trying it on with Kyungsoo in the kitchen earlier; it wasn’t what it looked like.” You mentally face-palmed yourself, why were you justifying yourself to Minseok, you were still pissed off with him yet here you were trying to better a situation that you were not even in the wrong for.

“Are you sure?” He scoffed, looking at you in irritation and shaking his head.

“Yes I’m fucking sure! Why would I be trying it on with Kyungsoo, I was helping to clean him up, he wet himself!” You hissed, why were you allowing Minseok to rile you up, you couldn’t understand it.

Minseok sighed looking at you, his features softening slightly. “I know you weren’t trying it on with him Y/N. But it still made me angry seeing you do that for him.” It was your turn to scoff now, and you did it loud enough to make sure that Minseok heard you clearly.

“Angry?! Really Minseok?! What gives you the fucking right to be angry at me. I’m the one who should be angry at you, after you fucked that whore! Melanie was it?” You were trying to keep yourself from shouting, but at the moment you were not doing a very poor job.

“Y/N I’m so sorry, I did it to spite you. I promise it didn’t mean anything. I just wanted you stay away from me. Otherwise things would get too messy around here. I’m sorry, believe me I didn’t want to shut you out the way I did.” He pressed his body against yours, kissing you softly. Suddenly you could taste Minseok all over again and those unknown sparks that you had felt once before had returned to your stomach. But no, you weren’t going to fall into that trap again. Not today. You pushed him backwards away from you.

“No Minseok! This is not a fucking TV Drama. You don’t get to do that! You don’t get to kiss me and pretend it’s all okay, because it’s not!”

He started getting angry again. He drove his hand into the wall beside you. Old Minseok was making an appearance.

“This isn’t fucking love Y/N, you’re not my wife! So why do you care so much! It was only sex!”
Your breath hitched. Tears pooling in your eyes. He didn’t understand, why didn’t he understand?!   But then you thought hard about what he said and realised you were crying because he was right. No this wasn’t love, no you weren’t his wife or his girlfriend, so what he did with himself and whatever hole he stuck his manhood in either animate or inanimate didn’t concern you. Disappointed in yourself, you turned around and opened his door.

“Shit Y/N wait…” He grabbed onto your wrist, but you snatched it out of his grip.

“Get off me!” You hissed, walking away from his room.
You were tired, you needed some sleep.

You feel asleep for much longer than you had intended, crying yourself to sleep was a very effective technique apparently, maybe you would do it more often. Slipping down the stairs quietly you went to the kitchen to pour yourself a drink, taking extra care to be quiet, since you were sure the boys were all sleeping right now. You downed the Pineapple juice in one go, thinking of how you would tackle talking to Yixing when the time came to it. You sighed silently making your way to the bottom of the staircase when you heard a muffled sound coming from the board. Who was in there at this hour of the day? Your interest was piqued so you began walking slowly and quietly down the corridor. Halting outside the door you began frowning at what you were overhearing.

“…As for me I don’t really care what order you do it in. But he wants Baekhyun gone first. Make sure you do it.” The voice on the laptop screen said, your eyes widened in shock. What on earth was going on?

“How can I guarantee he won’t kill me when I’m done?” He asked the man on the screen, sitting back in his chair.

“I won’t let it come to that and…Who’s there?” The man on the screen pointed to you through the camera.

He spun around, eyes wide looking at you. You shook your head in disgust backing away from the board.

“I knew we couldn’t trust you.”

Also I guess this is kind of a well done shout out? to @spnishilarious who correctly guessed it was Babu for emotional support/comfort. You were literally spot on haha.

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anonymous asked:

“What are you?” -lycanrocassistant ((@Dr. Jay, and I hope you feel better soon!))

“That is likely the rudest way someone has mustered asking me that question…” Jay’s brows furrow more as he ceases levitating to stand firmly on the floor with his strange pokemon feet. “I’m still very much a human. I have simply augmented myself with quasi-pokemon dna. I’d offer more insight but I’m afraid you likely wouldn’t understand it full well.”

#tpp challenge

In honor of Twitch Plays Pokemon beating Pokemon Red, and starting generation two in just a few hours, I’m kickin’ off a new adventurer challenge!

  • Splice something related to the TPP Pokemon Red Pokemon. (Hexafusion of Bird Jesus, Lord Helix, and the Archangel of Justice? Gijinkas of Abby and Jay Leno?)
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Pick part of the challenge to do, and get to splicin’!