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(idk how many people read the notes but there is gonna be a little blurb explaining the main 3 ppls powers a bit since this is kindfof a super hero au i just couldn't find the tag for it. the explanations a little important for u to understand what kindof goes on - ik such bad writing of me- but id rather have this here and be annoying then have u guys be lost <3)
Minho's power - aka the magician
illusions / mind control? / mind reading? He reads into people's minds and finds their deepest fears and conjures illusions around the person /in the person's mind. & during their illusions he can see everything that happens during the illusion. However this has a downside of sometimes attacking Minho when he gets scared or emotional, trapping him in an illusion of his own greatest fears.
Jisungs Power - aka Han
technopathy. He can read deep into computer codes with only his mind and find / change anything. Everything you ever 'delete' is never truly gone. He can also control? Technology. Like if he gets into a security camera he can make the camera turn and stuff and he can see through it. Downside is that if Han over works himself or uses his power too much it gives him blinding headaches and can leave him disoriented.
Rm - aka iron fist
transfiguration? Transformation? He can turn parts of his body into steel. Great for defense and offense. However the downsides, 1 if he's too close to water for long amounts of time he begins an oxidizing process and 2 he can turn almost all of himself into steel at once except one part of himself anywhere he chooses at that moment
(alright now that that's out of the way its story time)
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- Abuse?
- Non-Con/Rape (will have +++ before and after)
"Another great victory, how does it feel to have put away another up and coming villain so quickly?"
The reporter asks, leaning into the conversation.
"Well, it feels amazing."
'Iron fist' flashes a smile to the cameras, the one that shows off all of his brilliant, whiter than white teeth. The one he uses only for the press.
Han blinks through tired eyes behind the set, off camera, as his partner's fans scream their love for him.
"Knowing I'm keeping my city safe is the best reward a hero like me can get."
"And we're all very lucky to have a hero like you protecting us and our beloved city."
With that another round of cheers sound from behind Han. He's getting a headache at this point.
It had been a long day. In Fact it wasn't the day that made Han so tired. It was the fact that he didn't sleep in the past 48 hours. The day before he had gotten up early for a pre-dawn stake out to catch one of the new 'louder' villains in the city. Then things didn't go as planned. Han hadn't been allowed to sleep until he found the villain again.
Han didn't have to fight the villain. That wasn't his power. He wasn't good at physical fighting, as his partner was always quick to point out. Han was a technopath. He could read through code,on a deeper level than someone looking at it on a computer screen. He could hear it buzzing around him at every constant moment. It was like a song or an annoying fly, depending on his mood.
And right now the cameras were buzzing loudly in his head. The lights overhead were throbbing. Not to mention the cellphones of everyone in the crowd. Something Han refused to carry. It's easily traceable. Plus Han can use anyone's phone to send a message to someone without touching it. Without looking at it. Based on pure feeling Han could find a piece of code and send anything to anyone untrace-ably, So he really had no use to carry one.
His phone went off in his pocket. The one his partner made him carry because he liked having a GPS on Hans whereabouts at any given moment. The notification read: Namjoon. Han looked up to see his partner had moved from the set of chairs and was nowhere to be seen. Han took a step forwards to go search for his partner when a pair of hands clamped down on his shoulders from behind, causing Han to jump. A deep laugh came from behind him. One he knew well. One he dreaded.
"You should've seen yourself hankie, you nearly jumped out of your skin"
Han hated that nickname. One time autocorrect changed his name from 'hannie' to 'hankie' and his partner never let him live it down. Despite the many times Han had asked him to stop.
"Namjoon," Han said drearily, "I'm so tired."
"Aw don't worry hankie." Han cringes at the use of the nickname again. "You can sleep on my shoulder on the way back home." Namjoon says as he puts his hand on Han's back to steer him down a corridor as Namjoons fan girls coo in the background. Once a safe distance away, Namjoon leans in, "but we both know if you didn't mess up your job you wouldn't have had to skip out on sleep like that." And then they were in the car.
Han looks at his hands folded in his lap the whole time. Namjoon looks out the window. The tense silence of the car leaving Han to his thoughts. He messed up, didn't he? If he had been reading more cameras at once he wouldn't have lost the villain. But he was at his limit with the three and adding a fourth camera would've turned his headache to a migraine. Not to mention it would've gotten too blurry for Han to tell what was going on. Three cameras was already hard enough to keep clear. But still, Han thought, ‘I should've done better.’
The house was pulled into view. First the gates, then the trees, finally the white modern style, sized mansion was in view. It had large steps that were almost the entire length of the front of the house that lead up to a platform-porch, adorned with large columns. Past the burgundy doors was a grand foyer, from there you could see the indoor balcony of the second floor, the grand staircase, and the large hall that led to the dining room.
Namjoon dragged Han up the staircase and shoved him roughly into their room, where Han fell against the large bed. Namjoon took off his shirt revealing pure muscle. "It's been a long day Han."
Han let out a half-scared, half-tired sigh, "please namjoon I just want to sleep." Said Han, sounding whinier than he meant to.
Namjoon squared his gaze and stared down Han intimidatingly.
"On the bed now." Namjoon growled out.
Han drew back and into himself. Moving away from the bed and over to the wall. His bottom lip shook lightly.
"Please namjoon," Han put his shaky hand against the wall as Namjoon’s back was to him, "please not tonight."
Before Han could comprehend what was happening, Namjoon whipped around and roughly pinned Han against the wall.
"You," he spat in Hans face,"don't have a say in this." He finished by putting more pressure on Han against the wall before shoving him against the base of the bed on the floor.
"Clothes off. Now" namjoon demanded towering over Han.
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Han brought his legs up closer to himself turning into a ball "please." Han wrapped his arms around himself.
Namjoon let out an angry huff making Han flinch, before he grabbed Han’s hair and yanked him to his feet.
"I'm not asking," he says as he begins to pull the bottom of Hans shirt up and over his head revealing scars and bruises he didn't get from fighting villains,"I'm telling," he continues has he grabs Hans waist and pins him to the bed,"and you'll do as your told."
Han shakes through the whole little speech. He whimpers when Namjoon grabs his waist roughly, having no regard for the bruises he left last time that still hurt. And finally Han's tears spill out as he's pinned to the bed, namjoon a shadow above him.
"Please," Han whines out, "please."
Namjoon starts sucking on Han’s neck, hands roughly grabbing any skin he can get a hold of. He grips Han's thigh painfully causing Han to let out a sob, earning a slap across the cheek.
"Just stay quiet and behave." Namjoon sneers into Hans shoulder, where he bites a second later.
Then Namjoon flips Han. Han tries to get up, to get away. But Namjoon is pinning his hands above his head before he gets far.
Namjoon takes off Han's pants and underwear in one swift motion leaving him bare.
Namjoon shoves Han's face into the bed so he can't hear him cry. Then lands a few hits to Han's ass.
Namjoon watches as Han's skin goes from pale to red, as he writhes beneath him. He pinches more of Han's skin along his back causing more red marks to bloom.
Marking Han is his favorite thing. It meant Han was his property to do whatever he wanted with. He's a hero after all. Spends HIS time protecting HIS city. Everything in HIS city he's entitled to. He can do whatever he wants with anything he wants. And right now he wants to fuck Han.
Han sobs as Namjoon slides into him without any prep. He writhes at the pain, straining his wrists against Namjoon. He chokes on his sobs. Namjon stays still for a second then pulls out to the tip before shoving himself back in forcefully. This time pulling out again without stopping.A scream is ripped from Han as Namjoon roughly hits his favorite spot. Namjoon's favorite, not Han's. He hits it over and over again. The angle making Han feel as though he's being ripped in half.
Namjoon speeds up, putting more pressure on Han and pushing him harder against the bed. Han can't breathe. He's not just choking on his sobs now but on the bed sheets. He can't draw in any breath. Han's head gets blurry. He still feels namjoon pounding but it's distant. And Han is straining against the bonds holding back his hands. He's kicking. He's fighting with everything he can and it's still not enough.
Namjoon shoves him against the bed hard for a second as he finishes, showing Han that he isn't even using all of his strength. Before letting go of Han and stalking off to the bathroom.
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Han gasps for breath as he sinks off of the bed and onto the floor where he curls himself into a ball. Han is cold, he feels his tears falling. Shaking he draws in his breath. He's still tired. He's so tired. Tired of his life. Of feeling weak. He sobs. Han just wants things to be back to the way they were before he lost Namjoon.
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(guys this is such an awkward ending so ill have the next update out asap i didn't realize the smut went right to the end. also pls help me come up with a better name for this fic it just doesnt sit well with me rn but i had to give it smth)