anonymous asked:

could you do maybe suho with 77, any au you pivk

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kissed you.”

(I chose Mafia!AU)

You were walking home after work, the cool breeze of the night gently caressed your face and you were looking forward to going home and tucking yourself under the blankets of your bed. 

Stopping at the sound of footsteps behind you, you turned around and your eyes met with Junmyeon’s.

More well known as Suho, he was a member of the Mafia, very well feared and ruthless, but you weren’t scared of him. Every night when you would walk home, you would hear somebody walking behind you. It was always him.

He wanted to make sure that you got home safely since the area wasn’t known for being safe. Especially to you, a vulnerable girl walking all by herself during the night. 

You had come to know him quite well a while back. Everything about him fascinated you and you were mesmerised at the sight of him. He looked beautiful under the moonlight. If you didn’t know what his job was, you would never say that he was the type that regularly killed people. 

Most people fear him, but his presence made you feel safe. Protected. He intrigued you so much and you couldn’t help but wonder about him. Even during the day at work, you would think about him and how you knew that he would be there to walk you home.

You wondered what he felt towards you too. Why did he go out of his way to walk you home each night? You knew he didn’t live anywhere close to you since all the Mafia leaders lived in mansions.

“You’re here,” you smiled at him. He walked up to you, and smiled softly.

“I’ll always be here,” he says.

“How was your day?” you ask.

“Nothing unusual today,” he said. His answers were very vague when he’d speak about what his days consisted of. He knew you were a very peaceful person and violence was something you hated. So he always tried to not be too specific of the day’s activities. He didn’t want to scare you away from him. “And yours?”

“Mine was okay,” you sighed. Your life, as you would put it, was very boring. Nothing eventful ever happened. The only part of each day that you looked forward to was when you would see Junmyeon.

Usually the two of you would talk about random things, but today he didn’t seem to talk much. You were a bit scared to ask him why since you didn’t want to pry, maybe he didn’t want to talk about it. So you didn’t ask.

But when you got to your front door, your curiosity got the best of you and you asked him what was wrong anyway.

“I was just thinking,” he said,” the look on his face was deep, thoughtful. And you felt yourself get nervous with the way his eyes were staring into your own.

“About what?”

“This,” he says, leaning down, he took you completely by surprise when his soft lips met yours. You stood there, frozen for a bit before you started to respond to the kiss. But just when you did, you felt him pull back. 

Your eyes opened slowly to see him take a step away from you.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kissed you.”

“Why?” you ask, feeling slightly hurt.

“Because this, it won’t be good for you.”

“What won’t?”

“I’m in the Mafia. It’s dangerous and you could get hurt.”

“You decide to tell me that after you kiss me?” 

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold back anymore… but I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.”

“Well you’re actually hurting me right now, believe it or not,” you say.

“I don’t want you to become a target. That will happen if you are with me,” he says, looking solemn. 

“Junmyeon, you walk me home every night. If I was to become a target because I’m with you then something would have happened by now.”

“Why are you so unafraid?” 

“You sad so earlier didn’t you? That you will always be here.”

“I did,” he whispers.

“So why are you so afraid?” it was your turn to ask him.

“Because if you are with me then you will be surrounded by violence and everything you hate.”

“I don’t care about any of that as long as I’m with you,” you assure him. You watched as a small smile made its way across his face.

“So, can I get another kiss then?” he asked, sounding shy all of a sudden.

“You can have as many as you want,” you say before you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss.

let me lead you from your solitude


aka what really should’ve been said up on that roof


“Have I ever said anything nice to you?”

The question seemed to pull him out of his swirling thoughts.


“Have I ever said anything nice to you?” Maya repeated.

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