And suddenly the idea of collars and cages in the Labrynth didn't seem so barbaric anymore.

Welcome to my Master's Play House, Dear. You will become his Doll,his servant, his pet, his play thing, your life is in his hands and he shall do with you as he pleases. Do You Want To Play?

“Every chance I’d get I’d tell you…..” “What would you tell me Jackson…..” “I love you Cha Miyu. I haven‘t loved anyone the way I love you and from now on I‘ll tell you, everyday, every chance I get, so you‘ll never forget how much you mean to me, ever.” Miyu bit her lower lip and wiped her eyes with the back of her hands making Jackson smile.

A collection of scenario for GOT7, BTS, and VIXX and other groups~ m(_ _)m From fluff to rated I hope you enjoy! (No longer does requests sorry!♥)

"Why Angel?" his voice more forceful this time. When you don't answer him he sighs and slowly grabs your face inbetween his warm strong hands and makes you look him straight in the eyes. They were dark, hooded, captivating, possessive and you were lost in them. His thumb rubbed against your right cheek as his next words rang through you like an earthquake. "Are you falling in love with me?"

Curled up in a ball, hugging your knees to your chest and quietly snoring away, Mark couldn't help but be captivated. Your hair sticking out in all directions but still soft to touch, your eyebrows slightly creased and he wondered what you were thinking about it, your eyes closed peacefully and your lips slightly parted as you breathed, in and out.

Mark quietly ripped a piece of paper from your notebook and scribbled on it with his tongue sticking out cutely from the corner of his mouth. He passed it to you with a smile but his face fell as you continued to type on your laptop instead of looking at his note.

Jackson stormed to the stereo and stopped the music and she could finally hear her heart thrashing in her chest. He turned around angrily with his arms crossed and yelled at her and it literally scared her to death "OH MY GOD KIM HYUNA CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT!?"

"Babe, how about this one?" Mark held up a 4th outfit curiously and she chuckled happily "Mark, you're suppose to be buying Yerin an outfit not me!" He pouted and placed the outfit back on the rack. "But it's weird buying an outfit for another girl who isn't my girlfriend......"

Jackson pulled the blanket up to your nose and tucked it underneath you. He kissed your warm forehead and ran to the door "Stay here!" You sighed exaggeratively as you stayed in this position looking like a vampire sleeping in their coffin.  

He coughed "Actually...I was planning...to...you know....ask you out....after this week's bake sale......" You laid your head on the back of the couch, too tired to process his words and he quickly grabbed your hand in his and you sat back up slowly. "Don't fall asleep!"

At the age of 10 Mark Tuan was living off the streets after his mother passed away from cancer and his father was shot to death over a gambling debt. Right in front of his eyes. The sight of blood splatter and the shrill scream of a 10 year old boy forever etched into his memory.

"Be friends with you? Mark Tuan, you are the LAST person I'd want to be friends with.ever." she said coldy and stormed away and she could hear Mark chuckle in amusement as he closed his locker door.

"Hakyeon! I told you she was no good for you didn't I~! I Told you sooooooo! How could you choose her over your bestfriend???" your words were slurred from alcohol and emotions as you drunkenly lectured your bestfriend who was now just as drunk as you.

TRICK OR TREAT!!!! She flinched a bit but then sighed. She knew those voices and laughs anywhere and she turned to face the obnoxious group now banging from her backyard sliding door. GOT7 were done with their schedules for the day and it seems they found something to do. Jackson and BamBam were pushing their faces up agains

"Did you ever care?" you glared at Mark as he picked himself up off the ground while Jackson held you behind him protectively. Mark said nothing.

Mark couldn't look you in the eye as you held the ice pack against his bruised swollen face and the silence was eating you alive. You haven't spoken since that day at the park and then suddenly all this happens. You were about to yell, you deserved to yell at him but instead you sighed and chuckled half heartedly "Why bother...."

"BUT I LOVED YOU FIRST!!" he yelled as he desperately grabbed onto your shoulders. The first time Mark's ever yelled at you. His voice was hoarse from crying and his eyes blood shot from tears and alcohol.