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street star | k

summary: when you run away from your past life, you rely on some old friends to help you get back on your feet. when they offer you a job at their tattoo shop, you quickly become a fan favorite while catching the eye of a local street racer. you quickly become intertwined in his life, but what happens when your past mistakes show up when you finally feel at home?

pairing: streetracer!k x tattooartist!reader

warnings: fluff, angst, smut (oral (female), fingering, protected sex), smoking (weed), reader was in an abusive relationship (i do go into as little detail as possible but read at your own risk), aged up pierced and tattooed ot9

word count: 13.3k

notes: this was finished before my hated writes block... this was requested, but i kind of altered the request a little. i also feel like the ending is shit, but i hope y'all enjoy it! likes and reblogs very appreciated.

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"are you sure i'm not imposing or anything?"

"ask me one more time, and i'm going to slap you."

you roll your eyes before glaring at nicholas, grabbing one of the pillows next to you before chucking it at him. he catches it, sticking his tongue out at you which you returned.

"good to know you're still a child." you mumble, crossing your arms.

"takes one to know one." you snort at nicholas' response.

you both look over when you hear ej enter the room, looking at the two of you with a judging look. "are you two already fighting? yn's only been here for like 10 minutes."

"yes, and she's already asked the same question three times." nicholas complained causing you to roll your eyes.

"well, i'm sorry i just want to make sure me staying here isn't a bother."

"it's not." the two reply at the same time. nicholas snickers at ej's shocked glance before he turns to you fully. "i promise you it is no issue. if anything, you're the one who's saving us."

"working at your shop is the least i can do." you shrug as ej sits next to you. "i still can't believe you two run a tattoo shop. takes me back to 16 when nicho and i tattooed each other with a machine from amazon."

"please tell me you till have it." nicholas begged.

"how dare you even question that?" you lifted up your sleeve to show him that you still had the poorly tattooed ghost on your wrist. nicholas smiled before showing off the equally bad pac man.

"i still hate those." ej grumbled causing the two of you to laugh.

"you're just jealous you don't have one."

"you caught me." you laughed at ej's response.

"anyway." nicholas got off the couch he was sitting on before walking over to you. you groan in pain as he plops down on your lap. "i'm glad your back kid. we always talked about living together in high school. plus, you can finally finish my back tat that's two years overdue without your stupid boyfriend getting in the way."

"ex." you corrected, shoving him off of your lap. "and you promised you wouldn't bring him up."

"shit. i forgot." nicholas apologized before sitting beside you. "still can't believe that asshole cheated on you."

"yeah." you mumble, brushing off the lie that you told your friends.

you weren't telling him, or anyone else for that matter, the real reason why you left him. you just wanted to forget that he even existed. you just told them that he cheated on you, and that you wanted a fresh start. that included living with your two close friends from high school. it also included helping out nicholas with tattooing at his tattoo shop. it's apparently only him and one other guy, fuma, that tattoos, but the shop has been picking up traction and decided to hire a new person. in comes you. it also helps that you do piercings as well which they have been thinking about adding as well.

"any who." nicholas throws his arm around your shoulder. "you ready to go check out the studio?"

you nod your head. "let's go."

the three of you walked over to the tattoo shop which was a 10 minute walk from their apartment. ej spent the whole walk telling about how much the shop had grown in the past 6 months. it started when they met fuma, the other tattooist. he brought along his friend harua who was a photographer. he apparently helped grow their following with his photos. you looked at their socials, and they were good. nicholas then said he also has a couple of high profile clients that helped.

ej held the door opened for you to step in. the shop was closed today since it was sunday, so you had the place all to yourself to explore. it had the rustic vibes that you know nicholas liked- the brick walls and dark flooring. you could tell though where ej was involved with the modern decor and plants. it perfectly embodied the two.

"this is the main studio. your station is the last one by the wall." nicholas pointed out the three tattooing stations. "there are two private tattooing rooms in the back for more extensive pieces. then we have this semi private room for piercings which is pretty empty because since it's your area, you can decorate it how you like it."

you walked around, exploring the place before going back to the main room. ej was leaning against the half wall that divided the lobby from the tattooing stations while nicholas was sitting on the tattoo chair. "you two really have your shit put together, don't you?"

"correction, ej has his shit together, and i just listen to what he tells me to do." nicholas says causing the two of you to laugh. he then turns to you with an excited look. you didn't have to listen to his question, already knowing what he wanted. "can you start?"

"dude, let her settle in first. her stuff isn't even here yet." ej scolded, nicholas brushing him off with a shrug.

"she can use mine. we use the same equipment anyway."

"but-"ej complained, but you stopped him.

"it's okay, ju. what better way to settle in than to tattoo my favorite client?"

nicholas smiled at you, already moving to take off his shirt. "what are you waiting for then? sit your cute ass down and finish this piece."

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it had been two weeks since you came to stay with nicholas and ej, and you were settling in nicely. you met harua, and he started posting your work on their social media, and you were already starting to get some new clients. you were also starting to get a lot of traction for your piercing skills, which is what you were currently doing to nicholas.

it was late on friday night. you, him, and fuma didn't have any other clients for the day, so you closed the shop. that was when nicholas came up with the idea for you to pierce his tongue. you immediately agreed, as long as you got to pick the piercing.

he sat on your tattoo chair, legs spread while you got prepared for the piercing. "do i get to see the piercing?"

"nope." you answer, making fuma who was relaxing on his chair sketching laugh. "you gotta wait until it's done."

nicholas pouted. "cruel thing."

"suck it up." you tell him while you put on gloves. you grab the marker, and nicholas holds out his tongue for you. you put the dot before holding up the mirror. "how's that?"

nicholas grabs the mirror before looking at it. "looks good."

you put the mirror down before turning to open everything. right as you finish, you hear the door open. you assumed it was ej, but you jumped when you heard a new voice yelling.

"nicho, why didn't you tell me you guys had a piercer?" you turn slightly when you hear footsteps walk up to you. you look up to see a guy towering over you. he had black shaggy hair that was falling into his face before fixed it. he had scattered tattoos going down his arms that you could already tell matched his chaotic energy.

"yes i did maki." nicholas told him. "i told all of you guys. now back up before you freak her out."

the guy, now known as maki, shook his head, but did take a few steps back like nicholas asked. "no you didn't. you just said you had a new tattooist who absolutely killed that tat on your back."

"thank you." you respond causing maki to turn to look at you with wide eyes.

"that was you?" you nodded your head at his question. "you open to new clients? no offense fuma."

"none taken. yn will do me a favor getting you off my back." fuma responded making you chuckle. you grab your stuff before turning to nicholas.

"now, do you want me to baby you and count down, or are you going to be a big boy?" you jump when nicholas slaps your ass. you grimace as you step in between his open legs. "ow asshole. just for that, i shouldn't pierce you."

"oh cry me a river." he responds before sticking out his tongue. you clamp his tongue before checking the placement.

you hear the door open again before a new voice comes in. "hey guys."

"hey, k." fuma greeted.

"what are you guys doing?"

"yn's giving nicho a tongue piercing." maki told him before glancing at you. "before maybe giving me one."

"you want a tongue piercing?" you ask.

"ew. no." maki answered with a grimace. "what piercing would fit me most?"

you look over, examining his face before turning back to nicholas. "eyebrow."

"oh, she's good."

you lean over to grab your needle before meeting nicholas' gaze. "ready?"

nicholas nodded, and you quickly stuck the needle through his tongue. you remove the clamp before inserting the jewelry. you thought the bright green jewelry would look good, and you were right. you smile as you step away from him and grab the mirror to hand to him.

"you did good picking out the green." maki commented as nicholas checked out his piercing.

"you're talking to the wrong person. yn picked it out." fuma corrected him.

you met maki's gaze as he looks down at you. "you're just full of talents, aren't you?"

"i agree with maki." nicholas commented, pulling you close before kissing your cheek. "you did good babe."

"am i missing a chapter?" you turn around at the question.

you spot the other new guy, assumingly k, sitting in the chair next to fuma. he was arguably the most attractive man you've ever seen. his long jean clad legs crossed as he leaned back against the wall. he was sporting a leather jacket, and you could see a tattoo peaking out on his shoulder. his dark gaze swept over you, nearly causing you to blush before you shook yourself out of it. you didn't need anything guy related, especially not with someone like him. you already escaped one bad relationship. you couldn't do it again.

"i asked the same thing." fuma told him. "ej's the exact same with her too. some type of weird threesome."

you laugh at fuma. "we grew up together, you dick."

"we're just friends." nicholas agreed with you. "yn's taste in men is too shitty."

you scoff before smacking him in the back of the head as he got up. "says the guy who dated me for half a year back in high school."

"that's how i know your taste in men is shitty." he grumbled as he rubbed the back of his head.

you clean up your mess, and as you do, you turn to maki who was already looking at you with a hopeful expression. "do you want me to pierce you?"

"please." he nodded.

"come on and pick out a piercing." you told him as you disappeared into the piercing room.

"oh, so you'll let him pick out his jewelry?" you heard nicholas complain, causing you to roll your eyes.

"he said please. you just demanded that i pierce you."

you showed maki his options, and he went with a simple black bar. you told him to go sit where nicholas was while you grabbed everything you needed. he was practically bouncing in his seat when you got back to him. you noticed that the other guys were gone though.

"they left?" you ask.

maki nodded. "they went outside to smoke. normally they do it in here, but nicholas threw a fit for some reason and made them go outside."

you nodded, choosing not to say anything as you set up. you knew why he threw a fit. he lit a joint the other night while you were watching a movie, and you nearly had a panic attack. he didn't understand because the two of you used to smoke together. you tried to dodge his questions, but weren't able to when he got ej involved. you didn't tell them much, just that your ex got mean after he smoked, and that you didn't like it anymore. you didn't answer any further before locking yourself in your room for the rest of the night.

"you okay?" you look up at maki's question.

"yeah." you nod your head quickly before changing the subject. "which side do you want?"

"which side would fit me better?" maki asked.

you looked over his features before answering. "right."

"right it is, princess." you roll your eyes at the nickname. you finish setting up before marking the spot that you think would look best. once you got the go ahead from maki, you pierced his eyebrow and got the jewelry in right as the rest of the guys walked back in. you handed maki the mirror for him to look at it. "it's official. fuma, i'm leaving you for yn."

"whatever will i do." fuma deadpanned. you hear a snort from both k and nicholas at his words.

"how much do i owe you?" maki asked as you once again cleaned up. you shrugged off his question as you disappear into the piercing room. "don't ignore me, princess!"

"princess?" nicholas questioned. you could imagine the look on his face causing you to chuckle. "i told all of you guys that she's off limits. especially you, maki."

"rude! besides, yn know's i'm playing, don't you?"

"i do." you answer stepping out of the room and closing the door. "and don't worry about it, maki."

maki gasped at your words before looking to nicholas. "she can't do that. nicho, tell her to let me pay."

"dude, she does her own pricing. if she doesn't want you to pay, i can't do anything." nicholas explains causing maki to pout.

"i will pay you back." you roll your eyes at the threat before he lit up. "oh, what about this? we're going out to eat after the race. i'll pay for your food."

"race?" you question.

the three of them all looked over to nicholas who raised his hands at the questioning looks. "i may have forgotten to tell her."

"some best friend you are." maki told nicholas before looking at you. "k here is a street racer."

"is that so?" you raise your eyebrow. you glace over at k to see that he was already looking over at you. you keep his gaze for a moment, but look away when maki speaks again.

"totally. best street racer there is, and he has a race tomorrow night. you should totally come and meet the rest of the guys. so what do you say?"

you think about it for a moment before shrugging. "why not. i don't have anything better to do."

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you follow behind nicholas as he leads you and ej through the crowd. you were nervous with all of the people around you which is why you and a tight grip on ej's jacket. he had already promised you that he would stay by your side the whole time, making you feel better.

"there they are!" you look towards the voice you recognized as maki. he was standing in a group with the rest of their friend group- minus k. as you walk up to them, maki greets you halfway. you jump when maki throws his arm around you- an action that thankfully goes unnoticed. "guys! this is yn."

you were introduced to the rest of the guys including yuma, taki, and jo. they were all close friends, and you envied the way that they all had each other. it was different than it was before when it was only you, nicholas, and ej. they now had other friends besides you, and all you had was trauma.

ej kept his promise, keeping by your side as the two of you conversed with harua and jo. harua was going on about a photoshoot him and jo did when you felt someone brush against your shoulder. you look behind you to see k standing there, eyes on you.

"made it okay, angel?" he questioned with a smirk.

"what's up with you guys and nicknames?" you question. he points to your shoulder where your jacket had slipped, showing the top of your tattoo. you rolled your eyes before pulling your jacket back up. "real original."

"it's better than princess." he retorts.

"you got a point there."

"have you ever been to one of these before?" k asked.

"no. we didn't have these where we grew up."

"that's what nicho said." k said. "were you serious when you said the two of you dated?"

you grimace at the question. "sadly. we work better as friends. he's too much of an ass to date."

"yn!" you jump when someone yells your name. taki ran up to your side, throwing his arm around your shoulder. "are you excited for the race?"

"i guess." you shrug.

"taki." k scolded, pulling him away from you. "you're making her uncomfortable. she's not used to you."

the two of them noticed how quickly you went back to normal now that taki wasn't touching you. taki bowed his head. "i'm sorry. i wasn't thinking."

"it's okay." you quickly brush it off. "it's not you, i swear."

"taki here has no boundaries." k laughed, pulling taki into his side. the two started to wrestle when yuma came up to them.

"k, they're calling for racers."

k said good bye before starting to walk away. you open your mouth to say good luck when a hand covered your mouth. you jump, nearly elbowing them in the face as you turn around. you calm down when you noticed it was nicholas.

"dude, you can't sneak up on me like that." you slap his chest. "i'm already on edge."

ej came to stand next to you, wrapping his arm around you. "you don't need to be on edge. we're not going to let anyone near you."

"you can't blame me. i don't know anyone here." you tell him before turning to nicholas. "why did you cover my mouth anyway?"

"you were going to tell k good luck." you nod your head, confused to why nicholas stopped you. "k doesn't like when people tell him good luck. it's like a bad omen for him."

you nod your head in understanding. the three of you then follow after the rest of the guys, so you could watch the race. you see two cars on the road, a black one and a red one. nicholas leans down to whisper to you. "k is in the black one."

"you said he's good, right?"

"the best." yuma answers, having heard your question.

everyone started screaming once the race was about to start. you jumped when you heard a bang before the cars took off. your eyes could barely keep up with them from the speed, but you could tell k was in the lead by how loud the guys were cheering.

the race didn't last long, maybe two minutes before they came back. k was way in the lead, passing the finish line before you could even see the red car make it back. you joined the guys, cheering and clapping as k stepped out of the vehicle. he looked up, a large smile gracing his face at the sight of everyone cheering for him.

"come on, babe." nicholas grabs your hand. "let's go congratulate him."

all of you left your spot to go to k. he was standing next to his car by the time you guys got to him. you stood back, letting everyone say their congratulations to him.

"well, how was that for your first race?" k asked you.

"that was crazy." you responded. "you did great."

he smiled at you. "thank you angel."

for the third time tonight, one of the guys threw their arm around your shoulder, startling you. you look up to see maki nodding towards k. "was that your only race of the night?"

"yeah, i only agreed to one tonight." k responded. he motioned between the two of you. "why are you hugging on her? shouldn't you be hugging the guy who just won?"

maki instantly let go of you before throwing himself on k. "don't be jealous man. there's plenty of me to go around."

"i'm sure that's why he's jealous." you look over when you heard harua mumble something.

"did you say something?"

"i said who's ready to go eat."

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for the next few weeks, you found yourself getting more acquainted with the guys. most of the time, they showed up at the shop. nicholas threatened them that if they keep coming around, they needed to buy something. you ended up doing a couple piercings for them, along with a tattoo on maki.

you were starting to get more comfortable around them. they added you to their group chat, and at first you were quiet and didn't respond much. but you found yourself adding to the conversation, and you could tell the guys, especially maki and taki, loved it. you could tell the two of them were doing their best to make you feel included without making you uncomfortable. the three of you even went out to eat together at one point.

you didn't realize how comfortable you were getting around them until taki threw his arm around you. unlike at the race, you didn't stiffen up at all. taki tried so hard not to make a big deal out of it, but ended up pulling you into a hug due to the progress you've made with them.

speaking of races, that's where you guys were now. all of the guys were off doing who know what, and you were with k while he worked on his car. you were his handy woman as he called it. and by that, you were holding the tools for him. he was talking about what he was doing to you, but you didn't understand a single word he was saying. you still listened regardless.

"i'm not boring you, am i?" k asked as he leaned up to his full height.

"not at all." you respond with a head shake. "i like hearing you talk."

k held out his hand, and you held out the tools, but it wasn't what he wanted. he brushed his hair out of your face before running his hand down your cheek. "i like hearing you talk too."

you felt your face flush as you looked away from him. you heard him chuckle before he continued to work on his car. and when he was done with the car, he kept you by his side until he found where the group was. you told him it was fine- that you could find them yourself. but he wouldn't listen to you.

before k left you with the guys, he bent down to whisper in your ear. "are you going to wish me luck?"

"nicho said you didn't like anyone to do that." k shrugged at your answer.

"you're not just anyone, angel."

you blush for the second time tonight. "good luck, k."

"i'll be sure to win for you." he winked at you before leaving.

it wasn't very shocking, but k won all three races that he was in tonight. after the third race, you and yuma were thirsty, so you two went to go get something to drink. on your way back, he ran into a friend. you stood there for a moment before telling him you were going back to the group. you didn't make it too far before you were stopped.

"excuse me." you turn to see a guy about your age standing in front of you. "i saw you in line, and i just wanted to say that you're really pretty."

"thank you." you smile at the compliment, trying to keep your cool.

"i'm xavier." he held out his hand. you hesitated for a moment before shaking it.

"yn." you pull your hand away, tucking it under your arm.

"i was wondering if i could get your number." your eyes widened at his request. you mouth opens a few times as you try to think of what to say. you end up slightly shaking your head.

"i'm sorry. i'm sure you're great, but i'm not looking for anything right now."

"well, how about i give you my number, and you could let me know when you are."

you refuse again, starting to move away. "i'm not interested. sorry."

"wait-" you felt his fingers ghost around your wrist, but before he could grab you, he was ripped away. you were blocked by brood shoulders that you knew belonged to k.

"she said no." k told him.

"what are you? her fucking keeper?" xavier snapped. you stepped closer to k at the quick change in xavier's mood. k felt you brush up against him as you held onto his wrist. he shifted your hand to where he was holding it.

"back off, xavier." k threatened.

"whatever. slut isn't worth it anyway." you flinch at his words. k felt you, quickly turning to look down at you.

"are you okay? he didn't hurt you, did he?"

you shook your head. "no. i'm okay."

"why aren't you with the guys?"

"yuma and i went to go get a drink, and he found a friend on our way back. i didn't want to third wheel, so i came back on my own when i ran into him." you explained.

k nodded, keeping your hand in his as he led the two of you back to the group. "are you sure you're okay?"

"i'm fine." you nod. "thank you for saving me, by the way."

"don't mention it angel." k smiled at you.

the two of you made it back to the group. you spotted that yuma made it back before you which you could tell k wasn't happy about due to the grumbling under his breath, but he didn't say anything. you had a feeling that he would once you weren't around.

you've noticed that k was protective over you. well, he's like that with everyone, not just you, but it makes you feel things you were scared to feel when he did it. after the first race, k would be a barrier between you and the more affection guys during your first few get togethers. he's stepped back now that you're used to everyone, but you still notice that he keeps an eye on you.

"yn." nicholas gets your attention. "some of the guys are going out for drinks."

"are you both going?" you ask him and ej.

"i'm not. but nicho is." ej answered. "do you want to ride back with me?"

you nod your head, ready to head home after what just happened. "let's go."

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it was the next day after the incident at the race. you couldn't sleep hardly at all last night. it wasn't anything to do with what happened which honestly surprised you. some guy tried to grab you against your will. you expected that to really bother you considering it took you a few weeks to get used to the guys' touch.

maybe it was the fact that you now had 9 friends that looked after you and more specifically- k. the guy you knew you shouldn't be falling for. he was just always around and protective of you. almost like a shadow. you wanted to chalk it up to him being the oldest and like that with everyone, but he wasn't. last night, he looked mad, and you couldn't even thank him again for his help since he disappeared after he made sure you were okay.

you spent a long time laying in bed, tossing and turning. you felt uncomfortable, and once you realized you were rubbing at your arm, you understood why. you looked down at the monstrosity on your arm. a tattoo of your ex's name- james. the reason why you won't wear anything short sleeve. you have been psyching yourself up for weeks to cover it up, but you were scared. scared that james was going to come back and see that you removed his name from your skin.

it wasn't your decision to get the tattoo, and every time you looked at it, you felt stupid. you thought james had wanted to learn how to tattoo because you loved it so much. not so he could brand you against your will. you find yourself staring down at the tattoo for you don't know how long, reliving the memory of him holding you down while he tattooed his name right beneath the crook of your elbow.

you left early in the morning without waking anyone up. you sent them a text saying you were going to be out for the day. and by out, you meant the studio where you would be tattooing yourself. you thought about having nicholas or fuma tattoo you, but you wanted to be the one who did it. you wanted to be the one to erase him from your body.

you sat in your chair for a majority of the day, not wanting to take any breaks until the tattoo was done. you were getting close to finishing when you got a phone call. you look up, seeing nicholas' name and debated on ignoring it, but you knew better than to ignore him. you turn off the machine before answering the phone.

"hello."

"hey babe." nicholas greeted. you heard him chuckle into the phone at someone before speaking to you again. "where are you?"

"why do you want to know?" you ask before restarting the machine and continuing to tattoo your arm.

"i don't." nicholas answered making you scoff. "but k does."

you look up at that. you hear k in the back ground calling nicholas an asshole. you were quiet for a moment, leading both guys to think you hung up. "i'm at the studio."

"have you been there all day?" k asked you when nicholas put you on speaker. he didn't need to hide that he was there anymore since nicholas outed him.

"yes."

it was their turn to be quiet for a moment. you were aware that you were being short with your answers, but you didn't want to talk to them. you didn't really want to talk to anyone. you were so used to being alone and not having anyone to talk to, so to have so many people on your side was something you were still trying to get used to.

"yn, are you okay?" you hear k ask. you keep your eyes cast down on your work, not stopping.

"i'm fine." you answer with a grimace when the machine ran over a sensitive spot.

"that didn't sound fine." nicholas spoke up causing you to roll your eyes.

"because i'm in the middle of something."

"wait." nicholas says. you hear the phone shuffle before he lets out a grumble. "are you tattooing yourself?"

you were quiet for a moment, answering his question. "maybe."

"babe, why didn't you tell me? i could've tattooed you."

you sighed out, starting to become agitated at their continuous questions. "because i am perfectly capable of tattooing myself."

the three of you were quiet for a moment, listening to the soothing sound of the tattoo machine. you thought that was the end of the conversation, but you heard k sigh before it sounded like he was getting up.

"i'm on my way." he said, and you could tell by the tone of his voice that you weren't going to convince him other wise.

"whatever." you hung up the phone before going back to your work. you continued to work on your tattoo, and before you knew it, you heard the door bell ring, signaling that k was there. you don't even look up at him before talking. "you didn't need to come over here."

"i know."

you see him out of the corner of your eye moving towards your area. thankfully, most of the cover up was done, and you were just adding details. you thought he would come closer and look, but he didn't. he sat on at nicholas' station, throwing his feet up on the chair. you feel his eyes on you, but you still couldn't bring yourself to look up at him.

"i don't want to talk."

"i know." he responds softly. "i'm here if you do though."

you finally glance up at him, expecting him to be looking at you, but he wasn't. he had his head tilted back and his eyes closed. he looked peaceful laying down next to you- his beanie was covering most of his hair, the longer pieces brushing against his cheek. his jacket thrown over his lap and leaving his tattooed arms bare. you then spotted his hand. he had some cuts on his knuckles, and it didn't take a genius to figure it out.

"what happened to your hand?" you ask, looking back down at your arm.

"the guy i won against last night wasn't happy i won. he instigated a fight thinking he could win and lost." you nod your head at his answer. you don't know why you felt a little upset at his answer. you didn't like violence, so why does it bother you that he didn't fight that dude that went after you. "he won't bother you again, by the way."

you were shocked at his words before looking up and meeting his gaze. "the guy from last night was the guy you raced against?"

he nodded his head at your question. you could tell he was unsure of how you were going to react because ej told him you didn't like violence. that's why he waited until you were gone before he went after him.

"i hoped you kicked his ass then."

k laughed. "that's why i said he won't bother you again, angel."

the two of you were quiet for a few minutes. you weren't feeling as agitated as you were with just the few sentences exchanged between the two of you. you liked his presence. it always felt calming- like you were safe. but you still wanted to be alone at the moment. you didn't know how you were going to react to the tattoo being finished- which you just did. you turn off the machine before moving to clean off your arm.

you stood up after it was cleaned before walking over to the private area where the mirror was, so people could look at their work in peace. you let your arms rest at your sides as you look at the spot that would no longer haunt you. you could wear short sleeves again. you could look in the mirror without fear of seeing the tattoo. you blink back tears as your eyes started to water.

you cover your mouth as you turn to escape to the bathroom before k could see you. you got two steps before you ran into a hard chest. you smelt his cologne as he pulled you into his arms, resting his chin on top of your head. you tried to hold it back, but when he whispered that it was okay, you let the tears fall.

you don't know how long the two of you stood there with you crying into his chest. he waited patiently, rubbing your back until your sobs turned quiet. he only let you go when you pulled away from him. "i'm-"

"please don't say you're sorry, angel." k stopped you, cupping your cheeks before wiping the remaining tears on your cheeks. "just let me take care of you."

you didn't know what that quite meant, but you found yourself nodding anyway. he wrapped his arm around you before pulling you back to the tattoo station. he sat you down, throwing his jacket over your shoulders before cleaning up the mess for you. you watched him clean up everything exactly the way you would do it. he even wrapped the wires up the way you always do it.

once he was done, he turned to you with a soft smile. "do you want to go for a ride?"

you locked up the shop before following k to his car. he open the the door, allowing you to slide in before he got in himself. you relaxed as he drove you to what he said was a secret location. in reality, it was a parking garage. he drove all the way to the top before pulling into the empty roof. the two of you stayed in the car as you two watched the sunset over the city.

he laid his seat back. "i always drive up here when i'm upset. helps me think."

"it's pretty." you say.

it was quiet for a while, the two of you listening to the music coming from the speakers before you heard k clear his throat. you look down when his hand gripped your wrist, pulling it towards him as he looked at your new tattoo. his fingers traced along the edge of the bandage softly.

"what did you cover up?"

you bite your tongue, not being able to think of the right words to say without giving anything away. "a mistake."

"what type of mistake?" you sigh at k's question. you were so used to being forced to answer questions, so you expected k to get mad like james did when you stayed quiet. instead, he moved his hand down your arm to hold your hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "you don't have to answer any question that you don't want to."

for the first time since you got in the car, you look over at him. his eyes were soft as they look at you, completely different from how he looks at the guys. "really?"

"really." he nodded. "you are you're own person. you can do whatever you want to do. and if someone makes you think anything else, let me know, and i'll take care of them"

you rested your head back against the seats as you thought over his words. it would take some time, but you had a feeling you would be able to do exactly what k had said. or you would at least try.

"thank you."

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ever since your car ride with k, things started to shift between the two of you. you two got closer to one another, either texting each other or hanging out. you can't count the times that you were starting to get hungry while working, and k showing up at the perfect time with food for you. even though every time you tried to say he didn't have to, he'd brush you off.

"i know i don't have to, angel. i want to."

you genuinely loved his company. he was starting to break down walls that you always thought would be there. you starting trusting him, opening up to him slightly of your past. nothing to do with your ex though. you were still too guarded to talk about him or to answer any questions. k asked a couple of times but would stop when he noticed that you would get uncomfortable around the topic.

that's another thing you really liked about him. he pushed you in some ways but not to the point of making you uncomfortable. the two of you went to a new restaurant that had opened up, and k treated you two to dinner. you wanted to try something you haven't tried before but was nervous you wouldn't like it. you did something like that before with james, and he got upset when you ended up not liking the food. so upset that as soon as you got home, he back handed you so hard he busted your lip.

when k noticed your hesitation, he pushed you to order whatever you wanted. when you asked what if you didn't like it, he shrugged. "then you can have mine. or we can get you something different."

you didn't think you'd ever admit it out loud, but k, along with the other guys, had made you feel like yourself again. not the mask you learned to keep around others.

it was late at night at the studio. nicholas had just finished his last tattoo for the day, and you and fuma were sketching ideas for clients. none of you were shocked when you heard a yell before the front door opened. you looked up to see maki strolling in with a large grin on his face. his smile widened when his gaze locked with yours.

"princess, just the girl i wanted to see."

you set your pen down. "what do you want now?"

"do you remember that bet i told you guys about?" maki asked.

"you barely told us anything." fuma responded. "you just said whoever loses has to get pierced whatever the winner chose."

"you didn't even say who you were betting against." you added.

"or what the bet was." nicholas said.

"none of that matters." maki told you guys. "just know that i won, and i was hoping yn would pierce him tonight."

"who am i piercing?" as soon as you asked, k walked into the shop. you wondered why he would show up so late, but you understood when you saw the look on his face. "are you the unlucky participant in maki's games?"

k sighed loudly, trying to push maki off of him when he threw his arm around his shoulders. "yn, meet your canvas. he's extremely moody today though."

"i wonder why." fuma mumbled causing you to chuckle.

"what piercing did you pick out?" nicholas asked.

"knowing maki probably nothing good."

"k, do you want to do the honors?" maki asked. k stayed quiet, glaring at maki and causing you guys to laugh. "tough crowd. i'm making k get his nipple pierced."

nicholas grimaced, holding up his hands to his own. "remind me to never bet with you."

"so will you do it, yn?" you nod at maki's question.

"let's get this over with." k muttered moving to the private room. maki tried to follow, but k stopped him. "none of you are watching."

"don't be such a kill joy!" maki exclaimed.

you left the two to argue, slipping into the piercing room. you started grabbing your supplies when you heard the door shut. "do you want to pick out the jewelry?"

"surprise me, angel."

you roll your eyes, grabbing one you thought would look good before turning around. you nearly dropped everything when you saw k shirtless with his back turned to you. you didn't think he would take his shirt completely off as most people didn't. your eyes trailed over his body, looking at all of the tattoos that littered his skin.

"tell me, angel." you jumped at his voice. you started moving to stand in front of him. "how bad is this going to hurt?"

"i mean, i'm about to stab a needle into one of the most sensitive parts of your body. it's not going to feel good."

"that didn't make me feel better." you smile at k.

"i'm just being honest." you tell him. "which side do you want?"

"left i guess."

you set up everything before marking where the piercing would go. once you got the go ahead from k, you get into position to pierce him. due to him being so tall, it was a little bit harder for you to find the right position, so k pulled you in between his legs. you gulped at the closeness when k put his hands on your lower back. you tried not to let it affect you as you pierced him. he was barely affected by it. you wouldn't have think he felt it at all if his hands didn't twitch.

"all done." you move back so he could look at it. you watch him examine it closely. "do you like it?"

"you did it, so i automatically like it." k responded making you scoff. he put his shirt back on before walking back up to you as you were cleaning. you didn't see him, nearly falling over his feet if he didn't catch you. "careful angel."

"i shouldn't even thank you. it's your fault i nearly fell." you complain.

k shrugged. "it's not fully my fault. you get so entranced when your piercing or tattooing. it's cute."

"you know what's not cute? you still in my studio. get out." k laughed at your threat. his arms wrapped around you from behind.

"don't be like that."

you look up to see him pouting. you wanted to kiss the pout off of his lips so bad. k glances down at your lips, bringing his hand up to run along your jaw. he starts to lean in when someone banged on the door.

"are you done?" you jumped when you heard maki yell.

"i'm going to kill him one day." k threatened, pulling away from you.

"it's okay." you say, turning away from him. "go show him my masterpiece."

"masterpiece huh?" you roll your eyes at his words.

"k, go."

"only if you agree to go for a ride with me."

you look over your shoulder as you agree. "let me clean up."

k leaves the room as you finish cleaning up. you hear the guys freak out over the piercing making you laugh. once you finish, you close the door before walking back to the guys.

after you two say goodbye to the rest of the guys, k once again leads you to his car. he let you slide in before getting in himself. you turn to him when he pulls onto the road. "where are we going this time?"

"our spot." you raise your eyebrows at his words.

"our spot? do you mean the rooftop."

k nods his head. "yeah. you're the only one who i've ever brought there, so that makes it our spot."

you hum, trying to not let his words affect you. you failed though as you turned to look out the window, so k couldn't see the flush on your cheeks. he probably wouldn't see much anyway since it was dark out.

k turned off the car after he parked the car. unlike last time, k got out of the car causing you to follow him. he walked around to you, placing his hands on your hips before lifting you up to sit on the hood of the car. you gasp at the action causing k to chuckle. once you were on the hood, he took off his jacket before laying it on your thighs. he then hopped onto the hood right next to you.

you two sat there, shoulders brushing when k pulled something out of his pocket. you see him pull a blunt out of a bag. you expected to stiffen up at it, but you didn't. you did question why k didn't light it right away until it hit you. he was giving you time to tell him to stop. when he knew you wouldn't, he pulled out the lighter before lighting the blunt. the pungent smell hits your nose as he takes a drag.

you eye him for a moment before holding out your hand. k looks over at you before handing you the blunt. you take a drag, feeling the smoke enter your lungs. when you exhaled, you felt something more than the smoke leave you. you thought you would never smoke again, but here you were, allowing yourself to try again.

you hand it back to him as you blow out the smoke. you see him smile when he grabs it making you smile as well. he take another drag before turning to you causing you to do the same. k moves the blunt up to your lips, and he keeps eye contact with you as you inhale. once you stop, k leans forward, nose brushing against yours.

you open your mouth, letting the smoke drift from your mouth to his. his eyes move from yours down to your lips for the second time tonight. he pauses to make sure you're okay. you leaned forward, allowing your lips to brush again his. that was all he needed to press his lips to yours.

his lips were soft as they moved against yours. his hand held the back of your head, keeping you close to him as he deepened the kiss. the jacket that's on you lap slips as you shift closer to him. he gets the message, pulling you onto his lap. you tighten your grip on his shirt, grounding yourself.

you pulled away first when you felt your head spinning from lack of oxygen. you open your eyes to already seeing k already looking at you, gaze flickering between your flushed cheeks and swollen lips.

"i've been waiting weeks to do that." k mumbled, lips brushing yours.

you smile at him. "really?"

"ever since i saw you piercing nicho's tongue, i've been craving to know what you felt like." k's hands squeeze your thighs. "and now that i know, there's no escaping me, angel."

you weren't too sure if you wanted to escape him.

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"i really don't want to go clubbing."

"i don't either. wanna go to our spot?"

you hear a scoff come from nicholas causing you and k to turn to look at him. "if you two don't go in there, you know maki is going to track your asses down."

"not if he doesn't know where we are." k responded, already holding your hand for your escape. nicholas walked up to you two, putting his arms around both of your shoulders.

"you know he's going to get drunk within the first hour. after that, you two can leave and go make out."

you roll your eyes, thankful that your makeup hid your flush. you were still mortified that he caught you and k together. at least he hasn't told anyone else and that was mostly because you threatened him. he knew how much blackmail material you had on him.

you followed behind nicholas with a pouting k trailing behind you. if you thought he was spending a lot of time with you before, it's increased tenfold since your kiss. it's been a week since that night, and you two haven't spent a day apart. and every chance he gets, he's pushing you up against something, a wall or table, before claiming you with his mouth. he's already learned how to get you begging for more. the amount of times you had to stop yourself from actually begging was embarrassing, but you couldn't help it. with every stroke of his tongue, you felt yourself becoming more entangled with him.

he kept his arm on your waist as you entered the club. nicholas led you straight back to the vip section where the rest of the guys were. you greeted everyone, noticing that the younger ones weren't there and already on the dance floor. you sat down at the long booth before moving over for k. he sat next to you, draping his arm over your crossed legs.

"do you want something to drink, angel?" k asked.

you shook your head. "i don't want any alcohol."

"yn, try this." harua handed you his brightly colored drink. "there isn't any alcohol in it."

you pick up the glass before taking a sip. "not bad."

"do you want me to get you one?" you shake your head at his question.

"you don't have to. i can-"

"nonsense." harua waved you off before getting up. "i'll be right back."

once harua walked off, k turned to you with a teasing smile. "they really do treat you like a princess, don't they?"

"i still hate that nickname." you mumble. harua quickly came back with your drink along with something for k. you take a few sips before looking out to the dance floor. you smile when you see maki and taki jumping around in the middle of the dance floor.

"do you want to dance?" k laughed when you scrunched up your face. "you don't like clubbing, do you?"

"no."

"then why did you come?" k asked causing you to shrug.

"because maki asked me to."

"you don't always have to say yes to things that make you uncomfortable."

"being in clubs doesn't make me uncomfortable." you clarify. "i just... i don't have good memories associated with clubs."

"why's that?" k asked before taking a sip of his drink. every other time he's asked you an ex related question, you wouldn't answer him. but now, you find yourself wanting to answer him. he was starting to become important to you, and you wanted to let him fully in.

"my ex dragged me to a lot of clubs." you answered quietly, but k still heard you. he leaned in close to hear you when he realized that you were opening up to him. "we'd always sit at the bar. he would always get hit on by other women, and he would never brush them off. he just acted like i wasn't there."

you let out a sigh before you continued your story. "the last time we went together, he gave this girl his number when he thought i wasn't paying attention. he then slipped away to go to the 'bathroom' with said girl. while he was gone, some guy came up to me, and we started talking. my ex got mad when he saw that, and he started a fight that almost got him arrested."

you try to push out what happened after. it was your breaking point. he dragged you home, claiming how much of a slut you were before hitting you so hard you thought he broke your jaw. even though it's been a half a year since that happened, you still got occasional pains in your jaw- like your body was reminding you what happened.

k's hand brushed your jaw, pulling you out of your memory. "he doesn't know what's he's lost, angel."

you look back down at your drink as you stop yourself from what you were about to say. he lost his punching bag. his outlet for all of his anger. you really didn't want to be in the club anymore, and k could tell. "can we leave?"

"of course." k slid out from the booth before helping you. he then turned his attention to the guys. "we're going to head out."

"but you guys just got here." yuma complained, but k brushed him off.

"and now we're leaving."

you waved to the guys before following behind k. you easily slipped your hand into his, allowing him to tuck you into his side as the air hit you when you stepped outside. once you two reached his car, he turned you around, caging you into the car with his body while his lips tangled with yours. he smirks when he feels you melt into his arms like you always did, effectively pulling you out of your head.

"what do you want to do now, angel?" he asked, pulling away from you. you opened your eyes, looking up at him with a look that had him cursing under his breath. your hands moved from where they were gripping his jacket, running them down his chest.

"can we go back to yours?"

k had you in his car, going well over the speed limits as he drove the two of you home. if you hadn't seen him drive as such fast speeds, you would probably be scared, but all you could think about was having his hands and lips all over you.

as soon as you stepped inside his place, you could barely look around before your back was pressed against the wall. k's body molded to yours, sliding his thigh in between your legs as his lips collided with yours. his hands started out cupping your face before exploring every inch of you, tugging at your dress, until you were desperate for more.

his thigh pressed harder to your heat making you moan out, k nearly groaning at the sound of you. he grips your waist, pulling away from your lips and rocking you against his jean clad thigh. he watched as your eyes fluttered shut, a whimper leaving your lips as you feel the material of his jeans through the thin material of your underwear. he continues to move your hips, attaching his lips to your neck. his licks up the side of your neck, placing a kiss right beneath your ear.

"does that feel good, angel?" you nod, moaning softly when his teeth bite your ear. "are you going to let me take care of you?"

"y-yes."

"i'll make you feel good. i promise."

he moves from your neck, quickly kissing your lips before kneeling down in front of you. he starts trail his lips up your thigh causing you to shiver in anticipation. his hands grip the edge of your dress before pulling it up, exposing your clothed heat to him. his warm breath hits you as his tongue darts out, tasting you over the material and groaning at the taste of you.

he pauses before going any further, waiting for your permission when he tugs on the hem of your underwear. you nod your head, watching as k slowly slid your underwear down your legs. he opened your legs, throwing one leg over his shoulder before he dove into you like it was his last meal. his tongue flicked and sucked on your clit until you were a moaning mess above him. his grip was tight on your waist, holding you up as you held onto his shoulders.

"fuck, angel." he groaned, lips shining with your slick as he looked up at you. "you taste so sweet."

he shifted closer to you, diving back into you as he let one arm drop from around you before he shoved two fingers deep into your dripping heat. you threw your head back, rolling your hips into k's face causing him to groan at the action. "you're so fucking perfect for me."

he scissored his fingers before curling them causing you to moan out his name. your hand tangled in his hair, pulling at the strands. he groaned against you at the feeling- the vibration making you moan again. he continued to lick and suck at your puffy clit while his fingers kept hitting the spot that had you biting your lips, so you wouldn't scream out.

his name left your lips in a broken moan as you feel you stomach coil up with your release. you squeezed around his fingers causing k to smile as he looked up at you. "are you close my angel? are you going to make a mess all over me?" you nod your head at his words, unable to form any of your own. "what are you waiting for? cum for me."

that was all you needed. your legs shook as your release over took you, nearly causing you to collapse if it were for k's strong grip on you. his fingers slowed down as you came down from your high before pulling out of you. his fingers disappeared into his mouth as he cleaned you off of him- eyes shutting as he groans at the taste of you.

he put your leg down before standing back up, locking lips with yours as he pulled you into his arms. your legs wrap around his waist as he carried you to his room. he kicked open the door before the two off you landed on his bed in a tangle of limbs. you helped him slide out of his jacket before tugging at the hem of his shirt. once his shirt was off, he helped you sit up before pulling your dress over your head.

"so beautiful." he whispered before his lips crashed against yours. your hands roam his chest, and he moaned into your mouth when your hands ran over his nipple piercing. they continued their descent until you were unbuttoning his pants causing him to smile against your lips. "my impatient girl."

"i need you." k felt himself straining as he heard you beg. he stopped his teasing, quickly stripping out of his pants before reaching over to his bedside table.

"i know, angel." he pulled away from you, ripping open the wrapper before sliding the condom on him. his lined himself up to your entrance causing you to moan at the feeling of him.

he slid into you in one slow thrust, groaning when you squeeze him as you adjust to his size. as, k grinded his hips against yours, dragging a moan out of you. your nail scrape down his back at the sensation of him filling you completely. he pulls almost completely out of you before rocking back into you, speeding up when you started begging him to.

"fuck. you feel so perfect." k said before he place on of your nipples into his mouth. you arch your back at the feeling of his lips on you as you beg him not to stop. he kissed, bit, and sucked at your breast until they were covered in dark bruises before he even thought about moving away from them.

k moved up your body, kissing you as he gripped your thigh before once again placing it over his shoulder, and allowing him to go even deeper than before. you cry out, the sound muffled from his lips pressing against yours. he sped up as he lost himself in you. you loved it just as much, clinging onto him and squeezing around him causing him to grit his teeth, so he doesn't release before you.

his hand traveled down, rolling your clit between his fingers, watching as you jump at the feeling. your sound increased the closer you get to your high, and after a particularly harsh squeeze, k knew you were getting close.

"come on, angel." he mumbled against your swollen lips. "cum for me."

after a few more thrusts, you came for the second time, nails digging in his back as you did. he groaned at the feeling before following right after you, releasing into the condom. your breaths mingled as you both came down from your highs. he captured your lips with his causing you to sigh into his kiss.

"my perfect angel." he praised as he pulled away from you. he pulled out of you before removing the condom. he quickly kissed your lips before moving off of you. "i'll be right back."

you nod, eyes closing in exhaustion. k gets out of bed before moving to his bathroom. he cleans himself up before moving to get you cleaned up. once you were cleaned, he put on a pair of clean boxers before getting you one of his shirts to sleep in. you groaned as he made you sit up- an action that made him smile as he helped you put on the shirt.

he laid down next to you, and you waste no time throwing your leg over his as you cuddle into his side. he kissed the top of your head as you relaxed into his embrace when he pulled you closer to him.

"can i ask you a question?" k hears you sleepily ask.

"of course, angel."

"does this make us official?" you ask. you feel him staring at you, so you lift your head up to look at him. once his eyes met, he smiled before he kissed you.

"is that what you want?" you nod your head at his question. "then we're official, angel."

you smile as you lay your head back down. "good. because i kind of really like you."

k chuckles as he places a kiss on your head. "i kind of really like you too."

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it's been about a two weeks since you and k became official, and things couldn't have been more perfect. none of the guys were shocked when you told them. the only thing they were shocked about was how long it took the two of you to get together.

you had been spending every moment that you were working with k. you would sleep at his place more often than not, falling asleep with his arms and legs engaging you to the point where you could barely move. he even gave you a spot in his closet for your clothes though you were often sporting his when you were at his place.

he made you happy. the happiest you think you had ever been. the type of happiness that you didn't think you would find after james. k had completely erased him from your mind. you had barely thought of him since k walked into your life. until now that is.

you look down at your phone, rereading the message from james for the hundredth time. it was a photo that k posted of the two of you at his race last week. he was smiling at the camera with you wrapped in his arms kissing his cheek. he captioned the photo my girl with a heart, letting everyone know. that apparently included your ex.

his girl? i let you have your freedom, and you decide to slut yourself around?

i think you forgot who you belong to

i'll see you soon

you didn't know how he got your new number. you thought you had covered all of your tracks completely. you deleted everything he had access to before making new accounts- even going as far as blocking him on those accounts, so he couldn't find you. you changed up your passwords to things he wouldn't guess. you did everything you could, but it still wasn't enough.

you wipe at your sore eyes, having been crying since you got the messages. you were at a race with the rest of the guys when he texted you, and instead of going to anyone, you panicked and ran. you had countless missed calls and texts from the guys that you couldn't bring yourself to answer.

you went to the only spot that you could breathe without having fear of him finding you. the rooftop. you were sitting on the ground, feet dangling over the ledge as you leaned on the safety rope. the sun had long set, leaving you in the dark besides the lamps.

you look down at the time, seeing that k's race would start any minute. you hated that you didn't stay to watch it, but you didn't have any doubt that he wouldn't win.

you startled when you heard a car coming up to the roof, mind going to the worst until you recognized the who it was. you head the car shut off before k got out of the car. "what are you doing here? you're going to miss your race."

"fuck the race. you're more important." he answered, walking up next to you before sitting next to you. "why did you leave? what happened angel?"

you open your mouth to try to answer, but no words came out. you let out a groan of frustration as you grab your phone. you pull up the messages before handing the phone to k. you watch him read the messages, lips turning into frown before looking at you. "that's james' number. my ex."

"the one you were with before you came here, right?" you nod your head at his question, but before his questioning could go any further, a large clap of thunder came from the sky. a few seconds later, it started pouring rain.

the two of you wordlessly got up before running to his car. you slipped into the passenger's seat, taking off the drenched hoodie that you borrowed from k before throwing it into the back seat. k turned on the car and turning on the heat to warm you two up since he could see your hands shaking. you kept your hands in your lap, tucking them to keep them from shaking, causing k to realize they were shaking from being cold.

"he's not going to hurt you." k's quiet voice echoed around the car.

"it's too late for that." you mumbled, low enough to where you thought he wouldn't hear you. but it wasn't low enough because you hear him sigh at your words.

"come here, angel." you turn towards him as he motions for you to get in his lap. he grips your waist, helping you over the console before straddling his legs. once you were in his lap, his hands moved to your cheeks. "i know he hurt you in the past, but i'm not going to let him hurt you again. i promise. he ruined his chances when he thought someone else was worth losing you for."

k watched as you crumbled, throwing yourself into his arms, crying into his shoulder. he held you tightly, rubbing your back while whispering that everything would be okay. he didn't get it though, and that wasn't his fault because he didn't know. you were too scared to say anything, and now it was coming back to haunt you.

once you calmed down, k helped you shift in his lap, so you were more comfortable. you closed your eyes, laying your head on his chest and listening to the sound of the rain, opening them when k's hand brushed over your tattoo.

"do you remember the first time you brought me here, and you asked what i covered up?"

k hummed at you question. "you said it was a mistake."

"it was his name." his fingers stopped rubbing the tattoo as he held the tattoo closer to his face. it was barely there, but if you looked closely, you could see the outline of his name. "we had been dating for about 8 months when he asked me to teach him how to tattoo. when i asked him why, he said he wanted to give me a tattoo which i was okay with, but then he said it was going to be his name. i told him no because you know... what happened if we broke up? i would just be stuck with his name on me. he didn't like my answer, so he held me down and forcefully tattooed his name on me."

you never thought you would see him become speechless. his gaze flickered between you and the tattoo like he was trying to comprehend what you had just told him. once it hit him, his features hardened in a way you hadn't seen before, anger practically radiating off of him. "is that why you're so terrified of him?"

"that was the beginning." you answer. "after that, he started becoming possessive. wouldn't let me hang out with ej and nicho anymore. it got to the point he got so possessive, he forced me to move away from them to a place i didn't know anyone, so i wouldn't have anyone to run to."

"what the fuck?" k mumbled, still trying to wrap his head around everything. "angel, i want to ask you a question, and i want you to be honest with me." you nod your head, already knowing what the question was going to be. you were fully prepared to come clean to him, no matter how much it scared you. "did he hit you?"

you moved your gaze to look out of the windshield because you didn't think you could look at him. a small pained sound came from him when you nodded your head. "remember that bar fight i told you about? after that, he dragged me home and hit me so hard he nearly broke my jaw. that was when i realized that he would kill me if i didn't leave, so i did. i didn't even pack anything, just some money that i stole from him before finding my way back to the guys."

"oh, angel." you turn when you heard his voice crack. you could tell he was trying hard not to cry, and your heart broke when a few tears slipped down his cheeks. you wiped his tears just like he had done countless times to you. "i'm so sorry."

"why are you apologizing?" you ask. "you didn't do anything wrong, but you know what you did do?"

"what?"

"you made me forget about him." you answer. "you helped me heal in ways i didn't think i could. you make me feel so happy and so safe. so if anything, i should thank you."

k pulled you back to him, lips softly colliding with yours. you let him pull you close, to hold you like he needed, so he knew you were safe. you ran your fingers through his hair when his lips left yours, kissing down your neck before resting his head on your shoulder.

"he's not going to ever hurt you again." k promised. you nodded your head, fully believing him.

after that night, he fully became your shadow. he spent his days at the shop, sitting behind the desk while you worked on clients. and when you were done for the day, k would bring you back to his place. fuma didn't question it. he stated he didn't care because k was bringing in more clients since people recognized him.

nicholas; however, did. so you had to tell nicholas and ej what happened. nicholas was dead set on going after james, and it took both ej and k to hold him down until he calmed down. he agreed to not go after him, but he called dibs on if james actually followed through with his text and showed up.

it was another two weeks, but james never showed up. you thought he was just trying to scare you, and it worked for about a week after the texts. then you just got aggravated. you thought you would be on edge, but you weren't. a lot of the time, you forgot about it until something reminded you- either your phone going off, or when one of the guys would stop whatever they were doing, looking at the door every time someone comes it.

you let out a yawn as you wipe down your station. you had just finished a piece on a girl who had just left the shop. nicholas and k were on their way back to come and get you. the two were picking up food to bring back to his and ej's. nicholas tried to stay with you, but you brushed him off. they weren't but 10 minutes away.

you look down when your phone buzzed, looking to see a text from k saying they'll be back in a few minutes. before you could text back, you heard the bell to the front door chimp. "sorry. shop's closed."

"that's a shame." you froze at the voice. "i was really hoping for a piercing from my favorite girl."

you turn around to see james standing by the door. his arm reached back to lock the door. you quickly text k that james was there before you thought of a way to escape. you couldn't think of anything due to james walking towards you. every step he took towards you, you took one step back. your back hit the counter, and james took the opportunity to cage you with his arms.

"didn't you miss me?" you shake your head at his question. "no? of course not. you've been warming someone else's bed."

your phone rang from your hand making you jump. james snatched it up, looking down at the screen and seeing k's name with a bunch of hearts. he let out a groan of frustration before throwing the phone against the wall, shattering it to pieces.

"you think you can just walk away from me? you're mine."

"fuck you."

you flinched when james' held up his arm like he was going to hit you, but he was distracted by the sound tires screeching from outside. he head turned, and that was enough time for you to reach behind you, grabbing the first thing that you felt, which happen to be a glass vase and slamming it over his head. the glass shattered, the shock sending him tumbling to the ground. you jumped over his body before running to the door where you clearly heard k and nicholas trying to get in.

your shaky hands unlocked the door, pushing it open and collapsing into k's arms while nicholas stormed into the shop. "i've been waiting for years to kick your ass."

"are you okay?" k's hands held your face, examining you for any injuries. "did he-"

"no." you answer. "i'm fine."

he let out a sigh of relief, pulling you into his embrace before kissing you. "will you go wait in the car for me?"

"don't leave me." k shushed you with another kiss.

"i'm not. i'm never going to leave you, angel." he promises. "i just got to make sure nicho doesn't actually kill him. i'll be right back."

"you promise?"

k nodded his head. "i promise."

──────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────

"did you two kill him?"

you look at your boyfriend and your best friend in disbelief, as did ej. the two stayed in the tattoo shop for like thirty minutes before locking the shop up like nothing happened. there wasn't any sign of james, leading you to question if they actually killed him.

"no, but we did throw him in the dumpster out back." nicholas answered.

"was he breathing when you did that?" ej asked on the same page as you.

"sadly." he answered again. "he called me a waste of space."

"and i had to drag him away before nicho actually killed him." k adds.

you look between the two suspiciously. "so you two just threw him in the dumpster? that's it? that's what took you thirty minutes?"

"well, we also did this." nicholas held out his phone. ej took it, leaning over so the two of you could see it. you look down at the photo, choking out a laugh while ej looks at the two like he's never met them before. "i think it's my best work, honestly."

"you tattooed 'i'm a dick' across this man's forehead?" ej questioned, clearly in shock. nicholas nodded, clearly seeing how much you enjoyed the photo.

"if i had a phone, i would get you to send it to me."

"we'll get you one tomorrow, babe." nicholas said before turning back to ej. "and yes, i actually tattooed him. he held yn down and tattooed her against her will, so we did the same."

you continued to laugh at that photo for a few minutes before excusing yourself to the bathroom. you couldn't believe that the two of them would do something like that for you. you shouldn't have expected anything less from nicholas, but k shocked you. you weren't lying when you told him he had healed you in ways you didn't think possible, and it was safe to say that you were completely in love with him.

you look up when you hear a knock on the door. "you okay, angel?"

you open the door before launching yourself into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist. he laughs in shock, stumbling back a few steps as he holds you securely to his chest. you press your lips to his, silencing his laugh. he pressed you against the wall as he kissed you back, hands drifting down to your ass which had you gasping into his mouth.

"if this is the thanks i get, i'll help nicho more often." you laugh at his words.

"this isn't a thanks for that. though i do thank the two of you for protecting me." you lean close to him. "this was an i kind of really love you kiss."

k latches his lips to yours, pushing you harder into the wall so his hands could run over your body. he gripped your face in his hands when he pulled away, resting his forehead on yours. "i kind of really love you too."

you smile at him which he returns before you move forward, trailing kisses down his neck. he tilted his head back, allowing you to keep kissing his neck while he pulled you away from the wall before bringing the two of you to your room.

"you two are not having sex in my house!" you hear nicholas scream from the living room. you pull away from k to respond.

"we'll be quiet."

"no, we won't!" you slap k's chest, hearing a deep laugh come from him as he shuts the door to your room. he places your back against the door, biting your neck hard enough to have you slam your hand over your mouth to stop your moan.

"if i hear one moan, i'm going to kill the both of you!"

"well, angel. i guess well be together in the afterlife." you roll your eyes, grabbing his hair before guiding his lips to yours. you moan against his lips when he rolls his hips into yours.

"hey, k?"

"yes, angel."

"please fuck me."

"gladly."

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riku リク & sion 시온 ࿐ dressed up!

CONCEPT — your best friends can’t help but be freaks

best friends 오시온 & 前田 陸 x f! reader 2366 library ──── genre smut–mdni 프락치 warnings porn w plot, protective/possessive onri, feminine reader, the skirt stays on, 3some (no mxm), fingering, slight cuck activity (sion), oral (m recieving), creampie (be safe! wear a condom), facial, aftercare, best friends 2 lovers type shit フラクチ reader: princess, baby, babe

YOU BECAME BEST FRIENDS with Oh Sion and Maeda Riku during the beginning of your freshman year of high school, yet now all three of you were attending the prestigious Seoul National University. Although your majors and schedules did not line up for the most part, the friendship bloomed and became noted throughout campus.

Everyone knew you were pretty hard to talk to as one of your two best friends always lingered, scaring away individuals they didn't think were worthy of your attention. Whether it was just a small conversation with the opposite sex, your best friends' eyes would linger on the poor boy until he excused himself; your best friends' moods would brighten up and pretended like nothing had happened.

Of course there would be instances where you thanked the sky above that you didn't have to deal with creeps, but not every guy that spoke to you was a creep. So, you had no idea why Sion and Riku were staring so hard at the boy next you, Song Eunseok. The man sitting next to you was a well-known athlete at SNU, and a heartthrob to anyone who really paid attention to the rumors. Yet, you didn't really want to believe those rumors as you believed first impressions matter first before anything. 

 ⠀⠀"Is Riku always like that?" Eunseok asked you, his gaze focused on the projector in front of the classroom. You looked behind you to find Riku glaring right at the back of Eunseok's head; his gaze shifted to you and gave you a quick smile before doting down notes. Sion gave you a pitiful look and said something under his breath, only Riku could've been able to hear.

You turned back around and took a quick glance at the man next to you. “My best friends are just protective. That's all.” The first excuse.

 ⠀⠀"Protective, huh," Eunseok chuckled, “I wouldn't have guessed by the way he stares at you, Sion too. They act like you’re their girlfriend.”

The crease in your eyebrows became noticeable as you took in Eunseok's words. Sure, your best friends were extremely protective of you but it was always like that since you could remember. From taking care of you due to your first breakup to comforting you after a harsh exam, your best friends had always been there.

They both put your needs first before theirs: Sion leaving his girlfriend (at the time) alone in order to pick you up from a failed first date, Riku answering your calls when he shouldn't have (like fucking another girl), or when they both helped you out of your soiled clothes after a drunken outing. You excused this behavior as just something that friends do, yet having someone else tell you what you were scared of thinking opened your mind for a moment. 

Class passed by in a flash and Eunseok seemed to notice your distracted mind and offered to send you notes that were taken during your spacing out. You nodded at his offer and started packing up your materials into your tote bag. Eunseok turned to you, “Hey Y/N, did you maybe want to get some coffee with me?”

 ⠀⠀"She's going to be busy with us later." Sion spoke behind Eunseok, as Riku made his way to stand next to Sion. Eunseok sighed and stood up, looking back to the pair and laughed a bit.

 ⠀⠀"It was worth a try, wasn't it?" The Song boy excused himself and looked at you before leaving, “I'll text you later, Y/N.”

You smiled at him before giving him a wave, to which he returned before turning his back on you and walking out the classroom. Your gaze shifted onto the two boys standing in front of you: Sion having his arm around Riku's shoulder, with the younger man glancing at your bare legs along with your jean skirt. You stood up from your seat, putting your tote bag on your shoulder, and took two steps forward. 

 ⠀⠀"Where are we going?" You asked the pair in front of you, one distracted and the other thinking.

 ⠀⠀"Back to the dorms? I've got an essay to finish, that is if I even finish." Sion spoke as he used his other hand to rub his temple. Riku snickered and extended his hand for you to take, which you happily did. 

Hand holding was normal between friends, right? What.. what are you even thinking about? Damn you Eunseok for putting things into your head. The three of you made it out to Sion's car– Riku in the passenger seat and you in the backseat. As much as you enjoyed being in Sion's car, you hated sitting in the backseat due to Sion's past adventures with his ex-girlfriends. If you really focused and pressed your ear against the seat, you would hear small ���papa.. papa..” coming from his seats. 

THE DORM WAS QUIET when the three of you entered, the lights flickered on as soon as a presence was felt. Riku was the first one on the couch, a groan coming out of his lips. You were the second one, taking the spot next to him. Sion was the last one, laying on the couch with a thump.

 ⠀⠀"Remind me why we got this weak fucking couch?" Sion muttered as he tried getting comfortable, the couch moving slightly with each movement.

 ⠀⠀"Because you fucked out the old couch with Winter," Riku rolled his eyes at Sion's words, “can't believe you ruined that perfectly good couch, just to get your dick wet.”

 ⠀⠀"You fucked on that couch too, Ri. Don't try to be all innocent all of a sudden."

Topics like sex wasn't taboo with you three, but hearing your two male best friends casually talk about fucking on the old couch made you shift in your spot. You weren't a virgin, thanks to being set up by Yunjin, but it had been a while since you were dicked down. Silence fell upon you and the two men took a glance at you. 

 ⠀⠀"How about you, Y/N? You ever fucked someone on the old couch?"

You shook your head as a no, “I never got the chance to, but it sounds like I didn't miss out on much."

Riku smirked at your response and inched closer to you, his hand close to your thigh. “Want to get another chance?” His words came out like turning on the faucet, no hesitation at all. You looked at him and opened your mouth to speak until you felt Sion next to you on the other side–his hand coming to caress your back. 

Friends offered each other sex, right? Maybe this was just a sick prank they planned in order to make fun of you, but they weren't like that (well except that one time). You awkwardly let out a laugh, “You're not serious, right Ri?”

 ⠀⠀"Why wouldn't he be serious about it?" Sion whispered in your ear as the two men beside you began putting their hands on your thighs. Riku inched closer to the inner fabric of your skirt, “You'll let us do this to you, isn't that right princess?”

To say you weren't turned on would be a lie, yet something inside you knew this was wrong. If you let them do what they wanted, it would ruin the friendship between all three of you, yet that wasn't you were thinking when you nodded at their words. Sion's lips went from your ears all the way towards your neck, placing kisses while Riku turned your head to face him, kissing you.

Having your best friends kiss you like this was clouding your judgement. It overwhelmed your system as you had Riku kissing you like he was a starved man. His grip on your cheek and on your left thigh was intoxicating, meanwhile Sion's wet kisses slowly became hickeys–painting a canvas on your neck.

Sion's hand went further into your skirt, caressing your inner thigh as he got to the middle of your sex. The older male chuckled in your neck, “We've barely done anything, yet she's already beginning to drench her panties. You really wanted this, didn't you Y/N?"

Riku pulled away and a short whine came out of your lips, your eyes focusing on the men next to you. The younger male moved you so he would be right behind you, his bulge pressing up against your back. “Let's have Sionie see you, hmm?” Riku's hands went up to your tank top, pulling the straps down giving them a clear view of your white lacy bra. “You wore this just for us, only for us to see, to feel.” Sion's hands quickly cupped your breasts, musingly pulling down the lace bra with ease. His fingers rubbing your areolas causing your back to arch on Riku's body, further pressing you further into him as Sion began sucking on the skin. 

Given the fact you felt like you were completely leaking onto couch and the stimulation Sion's hands and mouth was giving you, it wasn't very clear when Riku slid your panties to the side and began inserting two fingers into your warm pussy. Your throat processed your moan as you focused on the pleasure you were receiving. You saw how Sion's hand went down to finger you as well. Riku's fingers met Sion's as the pair began thrusting their fingers into you. 

Your moans became louder as their fingers began curling into you, finding your g-spot. Riku was quick to shut you up by covering your mouth, “Shhh.. be quiet baby, we don't want a complaint this late into the semester.” Fuck the semester, you didn't care about anything else other than the two men who were making you feel like heaven. 

 ⠀⠀"Please.. please, fuck- fuck- I'm gonna come!" You gasped as the pressure in your stomach kept getting stronger. Your head rested on Riku's shoulder as you had no idea who was rubbing your clit, but everything had come to a stop, causing you to cry out. “No.. please. Please let me come, please.. please..” Pathetic pleads came out yet were muffled by Riku's hand over your mouth. Your cries were short lived as the man behind you pushed you forwards to your other best friend. The younger male's hands rubbed against your skirt to which he pulled up, exposing you to him. 

Sion's hands fixed your hair, wiping your tears as he kissed you. His kisses were soft with a sense of urgency, he cradled your face before pulling away and forcing your head down to his lap. “Want to make your Sionie feel good?”

“Yes.. please I want to make you feel good..” You pulled down Sion's pants along with his underwear, causing his cock to spring out. He was pretty, and pink with pre-cum oozing out of the flushed tip. As soon as you licked the tip, you felt Riku insert his cock into you–a series of moans coming out from each person. 

The man behind you thrusted his hips into your wet pussy back and forth as your mouth was full of Sion's cock. With the hollowing of your cheeks and the moans being vibrated through Sion's cock, he began thrusting into your mouth, holding your head steadily. Your pussy and mouth were both getting penetrated by your two best friends.

Riku's hips stuttered as his groans became louder with each thrust, “This fucking pussy belongs to the both of us. How fucking perfect our little best friend is, how perfect her pussy is sucking me in.” Sion's hands let go of your head giving you a breather as you jerked him off, resting your head on his pelvic area.

 ⠀⠀"Fuck– I'm gonna cum in this pussy," A whine came out of you, “Yeah? You want me to cum in you princess? I'll give it to you.” Riku's thrusts came to a stop as he spilled out completely in you, a moan coming out of his mouth. Your hands unknowingly gripped Sion's cock causing him to whimper and cum all over your face. The warm substances you felt in between your inner thighs along with your face was present; your body laid on the couch with your two best friends. You felt Riku pull out, his cock softening due to the change in pressure, and his fingers collecting the cum leaking out of you. 

Riku brought his cum-covered fingers to your mouth, to which you obliged by sucking his fingers clean, “Jesus fucking Christ, you still can't get enough..” Sion moved your head onto one of the pillows as he tucked himself back into his jeans, getting up to bring a towel. You moved your body so you could face Riku, who had a drop of sweat dripping on his flushed face. He fixed your top, along with your bra, and gave you a kiss on the forehead. “You did so well for us, baby.”

You nodded and closed your eyes. Sion quickly came back and cleaned you up from the messes the pair did to you, starting from the face then to your lower region. “Here Ri, put that in the laundry basket," is what you heard when Sion lifted you to bring you to the bathroom. The older placed you on the sink and you opened your eyes to see two men in front of you again. You smiled and gave them both a hug, forcing them to hug each other too. 

You pulled away and sighed, “I love you two but I really need to pee and I should shower too.” You hopped off the sink counter and pushed the guys out of the bathroom. They both began to protest your actions until that was you said they could join you in the shower. Closing the door, you walked to sit on the toilet–not necessarily rethinking your choices but definitely wanting to rest from what happened.

 ⠀⠀"We'll be waiting for you babe!"

 ⠀⠀"Seriously hyung?"

 ⠀⠀"What? Is it not true? Plus we need to be more aware with her."

Although your dynamic as friends is gone, it definitely got better by getting two guys who like you–so be the fact they were your best friends. Maybe life really is like the movie Challengers…

written by monica (fraktsify) —  &.  NOTES   ›   im on the #OnRi brainrot. not my best work but i have been feeling #Freaked out so hello dubai ❤️ i want two boyfriends to dress them the same, i feel like i should say that this has a #Playlist so pls click on the dressed up! title :3

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priest outfit 02z for lucifer.. pls god if u can hear me 🙏

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maki マキ ࿐ more than coworkers

CONCEPT — your coworker gives you mixed signals

coworker 宏田力 x f!reader 2522 library ──── genre fluff & sugg. 프락치 warnings read only coworkers first to understand, pretty boy!maki, coworkers 2 lovers, maki been plotting on that, why maki & reader on that type timing.., eunchae appearance & yuma mention, flirty maki, classic hoodie trope, maki drives a black sports car, slight mention of size difference (buff maki save me), maki low on the freak meter フラクチ reader: my pretty girl

IT HAD BEEN A FEW DAYS after Maki’s date-night announcement, and to be fair, you were stuck in a dilemma. Stuck between wanting to be friends or something more. You weren’t completely sure if he had a girlfriend, as he never mentioned other girls around you, but you knew you weren’t going to wreck a home. 

The next day at work was normal, just like every other. Clocking in, saying hi to your coworkers, checking the schedule to see what you're going to be on; it was all routine. Coming into work was just pure routine, nothing seemed to change.

 ⠀⠀ “When did you come into work? I didn’t see you…” A voice behind you spoke as you put on your apron, tightening it in the back with a bow. 

You turned around to face the voice. Of course it was Maki, yet something about him was different. His faded silver hair had gone back to black, and it looked good. The young man felt you staring at the top of his head, a small tint of pink rising to his cheeks. 

⠀⠀ “When did you–”

⠀⠀ “Last night, actually. I wanted to go for a new look, you know?” Maki paused before giving you a boyish grin, “Why? You like it?” 

You hummed as yes, before grabbing the headset on the charging station. “It looks good, and it suits you.” You were going to speak more until your manager, Euijoo, called out your name. Giving Maki a quick smile, you dismissed yourself. 

Euijoo gave you a quick heads up about the dishes needed to be washed in the back, to which you grimaced at. It was one thing washing dishes at home, but at work? Yeah, no. Nevertheless, you nodded at his words and excused yourself to the back, not before handing him the headset.

MAYBE IT HAD BEEN HOURS, but you were starting to miss your coworkers up in the front. No one really thought to mention the bonds you would form with people you would never expect. As you were left with your thoughts, you heard someone coming to the back, presumably to throw trash away. The person did a quick peek as to who was washing dishes, and to your surprise, it was your pretty boy. 

A quick “Bro?” came out from your lips as you tilted your head in response to his presence there. An automatic smile rose to your face as he came closer to you. 

⠀⠀ “I was wondering where you went, turns out they sent you back here.” Maki looked over at the coffee equipment you were washing and came back to you. “Wanna show me how you wash dishes?”

His question was harmless to say the least, yet you knew there was something lurking behind each sentence he said. You scoffed, looking to your side, before looking back at the pretty boy next to you. “Don’t you already know how to do dishes? Why should I show you?”

⠀⠀ “What if I wanna see how you do it? Come on, just tell me the steps.” Maki gave you a mock pleading look, leaning in closer to study your facial expressions; the sudden proximity catching you off guard.

Sighing, you pointed to where the things went and their functions. Maki kept his smile as he kept his gaze on you, unwavering. You felt a small wave of embarrassment go through you and you pointed to the front. 

⠀⠀ “Go. Go back to the front, you’re gonna get in trouble.”

⠀⠀ “Aww, you suddenly care about me, Y/N?”

⠀⠀ “No, I care about not getting another write up.”

Maki laughed as he reached the entrance to the front, “Sure, whatever makes you feel better.”

Some time passed and you heard laughter coming from the front to the back entrance. Your coworker friend, Eunchae, and the pretty boy were bringing the dirty towels to replace them. Eunchae waved at you and giggled a bit at your misery (washing dishes). You muttered some words that sounded like “Don’t make fun of me..” yet your heightened sense was focused on the boy standing far from the two of you. 

⠀⠀ “Hey Y/N,” Maki spoke as he leaned over to dump out the dirty, soiled water from the towels, “I’ll be here for a while.. which means I’ll be seeing how you do dishes.” A hint of tease coating his words.

Looking over at Maki and at Eunchae, you pleaded with Eunchae to not leave you alone with that “weirdo.” All Maki could do was laugh, and spoke a sentence which left you wondering…

⠀⠀ “If Eunchae leaves right now, you’re not gonna be safe alone with me..”

To say that didn’t make you pause in your movements is an understatement. You didn’t even know you were lost in thought until Eunchae spoke.

⠀⠀ “Ah, Y/N,” Eunchae looked at you for a second before looking at the clean towels in the washer, “Do you know if these are– Whoa…I'm like so much taller standing here.” 

You looked over to see Eunchae standing on the platform holding the washer and other equipment you couldn’t be bothered to look at. You smiled at her antics, and Maki spoke behind you. “You look about the same height, Eunchae.”

Easy for him to say, what a man standing at six feet. 

Eunchae glared at him and motioned him to come over to where she was at, “Oh really? I bet I’m taller than you standing on this platform.” 

Maki laughed in response, and made his way towards the platform, to which you didn’t even notice. The lack of space to get there is.. a pretty tight fit with a dish rack right behind you and the sink in front of you. You didn’t even feel it when Maki squeezed himself between you and the rack, your sight locked in on Eunchae. The action made you freeze for a moment, your heartbeat going crazy.

It wasn’t like a regular squeeze-by either, his body faced your back. He could’ve faced the other way, yet he didn’t. Laughter rang throughout the area and soon enough, you found yourself alone again. You didn’t mind it though, as it allowed you to collect your thoughts regarding that man. Finishing up the last dishes, you grabbed the container filled with the cleaned equipment and made your way towards the front. The smell of brewed coffee filled your nostrils as you focused your eyesight to the warm hues of the coffee shop. 

Leaning over to properly put away the dishes, you heard a small whistle tune. You didn’t have to look to see who it was, yet you did either way. You made eye contact with Maki as he looked at you while waiting for the iced drink to mix. He flashed you a wink before smiling and laughing at your reaction, leaving you stunned. Looking away before your cheeks warmed up, you focused your attention back on the container of dishes. Just two more minutes left on your shift.

COMING BACK HOME from that shift was the best feeling. You didn’t have to worry about any more confusing advances from the pretty boy. Your phone buzzed, a notification from Instagram coming through. It was a message from Maki, speaking of the devil.

[your user] rikimaus_: hey, r u busy rn?

Opening the message, you were met with your chat log with him. Pausing for a moment, your fingers quickly typed out a response. 

you: no. i just got home, why?

rikimaus_: wanna go out? i need company

The heat rose to your cheeks as you reread the message.

you: sure, what’s the occasion?

rikimaus_: just hanging out

rikimaus_: send me the address, i’ll pick u up

you: okay, sounds good. here [address]

seen just now

It’s like you flew out of your bed as soon as you typed out your address. Opening your closet, you looked for an outfit that wasn’t completely out there but one that allowed you to be comfortable as well. Pairing baggy jeans along with a tube top, you quickly combed your hair, allowing it to take on its natural state. It was cases like these that you were grateful you did your makeup for work. Your phone buzzed on the bed, once then twice.

[your user] rikimaus_: i’m outside

[your user] rikimaus_: hurry, ur neighbors are looking at me weird

Grabbing your phone, you made your way to the door, not before saying goodnight to your parents. Opening the door, you were met with Maki’s black sports car parked right outside. Slightly sprinting to the car, you opened the passenger door and sat in the seat, right after closing the door.

The car’s aroma hit your nostrils like the planes hit the Twin Towers, and the Pentagon. Maki’s car smelt like him, and it was clouding your judgement. 

⠀⠀ “Didn’t think you would actually come. I was thinking you were sleeping or something.”

⠀⠀ “Not really, I don’t fall asleep until twelve or so.”

Maki hummed in agreement before getting the car out of park. The engine revved throughout the neighborhood as he left your house. Some song by The Weeknd was playing and it set the mood throughout the car. As Maki drove through the streets, you couldn’t help but gaze over at him. His laid back demeanor changed as he drove, his eyes sharp at the cars driving by. 

You cleared your throat, “So, why did you want to go out?”

⠀⠀ “Needed a change of scenery, and besides, I wanted to hang out more with you.” Maki gave you a quick glance, eyes softening just seeing you.

⠀⠀ “Valid take. I don’t think I’ve gone out with someone like this on a whim.”

⠀⠀ “Well, there’s a first for everything.”

A comfortable silence filled the car as the only thing interrupting it was Maki’s mumbling of the lyrics. Maki pulled into a drive through of some business you didn’t even bother remembering the name of. As Maki began to order, you took in more of his car. His interior was definitely nice and to think he bought it with barista money… hoo boy. 

⠀⠀ “Y/N, which flavor of ice cream do you want?”

His question interrupted your train of thought, “I’ll just get rocky road.” Maki nodded and said it to the speaker. The employee read back the order and Maki muttered a quick “Thank you” before driving up to the window.

⠀⠀ “Since when were we going to get ice cream?”

⠀⠀ “I was craving it, and besides it’s the perfect time to get ice cream.”

⠀⠀ “Maki, it’s 63 degrees outs–”

You were cut off by the employee asking for the type of payment, to which Maki gave the employee his card. After a while the employee handed him back his card along with the ice creams. Maki handed you the rocky road, hands making contact for a second. The pretty boy drove off and found parking outside of the business establishment, putting the car in park before focusing his attention on the ice cream.

Within the first taste of your ice cream, you shivered a bit. It was too good, yet so cold. Maki, as attentive as ever, reached in the backseat and pulled out a hoodie. Placing it on your lap, he focused back on the ice cream. You paused and looked at the material in front of you then back at Maki. 

⠀⠀ “Your hoodie–”

⠀⠀ “You looked cold, plus I don’t want the ice cream to melt with the heating.”

Sighing, you knew you couldn’t debate Maki when he was set on something. The ice cream cup found its spot in the cup holders of the car as you put on the hoodie, the smell of his cologne hitting you once again. While you knew Maki was pretty buff for his age, you didn’t think his hoodie would’ve been this comfortable and big to say the least. Fixing your hair, you looked over at Maki, who stared at you.

⠀⠀ “Is there something wrong..?”

Maki shook his head. “No, nothing at all. You just look nice in my hoodie.” Feeling the heat go up to your cheeks, you smiled. 

⠀⠀ “Thanks? I appreciate it, truly. I didn’t know I was going to get this cold.”

⠀⠀ “Well, isn’t that why you have me?”

The question felt intimate, personal, like he wanted something more out of it and maybe he did. Like you, he placed his cup in the holder and leaned in, closing the distance between you two. Your breath hitched in a moment, your body frozen from the proximity. If you really focused on what was going on, you could see his eyes scan your face– from your eyes to your lips–or how his breath hit your face. 

⠀⠀ “Maki, what are you doing?” A whisper came out of you, afraid of what was coming next.

⠀⠀ “Testing to see if I can hold out,” Maki paused for a quick second before following up, “Can I? Will you let me?”

You knew what he was referring to, yet you nodded at his words. 

IT WAS LIKE EARTH stopped as soon as his lips touched yours. He pulled away after pecking your lips, staring into your dazed eyes. As you smiled, he smiled back at you and went for another kiss again. Your lips matched a rhythm with his, your hands finding his face. It felt perfect, it felt like a dream come true. As you two pulled away from each other, a small string of spit went down your face. Quickly cleaning it up, Maki laughed at your flushed state and fixed your lipstick. 

⠀⠀ “My pretty girl, so messy.” Maki muttered as he cradled your face, his eyes showing love and a hint of lust behind them. 

⠀⠀ “Yours? Wait, what about that date you had? I thought you were going to see that gir–” The male shut you up by giving you another kiss. 

⠀⠀ “It was just a lie. I wanted to see your reaction and to my surprise, you reacted like how I wanted to. Though I didn’t expect that Luma fellow or whatever–”

⠀⠀ “Yuma–”

⠀⠀ “Right, that guy. I didn’t expect him to budge in and ruin my mood.”

⠀⠀ “He’s a nice guy. Super sweet too, he was telling me about his new collectab–”

It was like Maki formed a new habit then and there: kissing you to make you shut up. Smiling into the kiss, you felt Maki bring you closer to him; the ice cream now longer forgotten. You didn’t mind this new bond at all. Maybe Maki was yours to begin with, even with that fake date he planned to make you jealous. As you two pulled away for a breather, Maki’s red cheeks matched with yours. 

Too many girls think he’s pretty, that just goes with his charm. Your eyes linger on Maki too much, his linger on you even more. Either way, would you be lying if you didn’t like it? 

You like him anyway, so why hide it?

written by monica (fraktsify) —  &.  NOTES   ›   would i be lying if i said i wrote this in three hours.... i love this story and i wish my ending ends like this too. thank u to those who wished for a part two, i hope u enjoy.

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maki マキ ࿐ only coworkers

CONCEPT — do not get distracted by the pretty boy

coworker 宏田力 x f!reader 117O library ──── genre fluff & angst 프락치 warnings pretty boy! maki, coworkers to friends to ???, roblox kid!reader & maki, reader lowk a stalker, reader is delusional (lovingly), maki brainrot agenda, big time flirt maki, slightly jealous maki & jealous reader, maybe unrequited love ? フラクチ

YOU DIDN’T KNOW WHEN it happened, it just did. You had seen this pretty boy at work before, but you didn’t really see any interest in him. You only knew he was the same age as you and in college too. Everyone at work knew you were pretty outgoing and being able to easily chat it up with the other coworkers, but why was this pretty boy so hard to talk to? 

You didn’t know when you first began talking to him, it just became a habit. One work day, you didn’t talk to him; the next work day, both of you were chatting it up. Looking at him from afar, he was pretty and looking at him close, he was pretty. Damn it, he really lived up to his nickname. His dimples showed whenever he smiled, lighting up his eyes. His hard to miss height also played a key point in how people viewed him.

You came to know the pretty boy as Riki Maus, or Maki due to there being another Riki at work. On the schedule, he was labeled as RIKI M. and you definitely used that to find out his Instagram (to which you did and realized he was very attractive outside of the work uniform). His feed showed his fashionable taste in clothing, and his love for his family. Maki was definitely the perfect guy everyone thought he was. 

IT WAS A WARM SUMMERY AFTERNOON and you were waiting for your ride to pick you up from work. Damn you for not getting your license when you turned sixteen. You sat in the break room and scrolled through your phone until a presence joined you as well, taking the seat next to you. 

 ⠀⠀ “Are you on your break?” The automatic question came out of your mouth whenever you would see someone in the break room, or enter it. 

 ⠀⠀ “Yeah, I’m on my ten. Aren’t you already off?” Maki looked at you and it caused the both of you to make eye contact.

You hummed as a yes and looked back at your phone, scrolling mindlessly before he interrupted your doom scrolling of IG Reels. 

 ⠀⠀ “You play Roblox?”

 ⠀⠀ “Huh..? Oh yeah, I do.”

 ⠀⠀ “Bet. Let me add you. What’s your user?”

A small panic ran through you as you extended your hand. “Let me put in the user.”

He laughed as he looked at you, “I bet it’s something embarrassing, right?”

 ⠀⠀ “It’s not! I just don’t like saying it out loud…”

He handed you his phone and watched you put in your user. Clicking the Add Friend button, you focused back on your phone and accepted the request. Handing back his phone, he smiled and clicked on a game. 

 ⠀⠀ “Join me, while I still have time on my ten.”

As much as you tried to deny what you were hearing, you nodded and clicked his profile to join the game. It was a good two minutes of playtime before Nicholas walked into the break room and dabbed up Maki. You tried your best to ignore Nicholas and focused your attention on the game, not realizing Maki had left it as soon as Nicholas entered. You heard them talk about their college classes and before you knew it, Maki and Nicholas were walking back to clock in. 

You didn’t feel bad because for the first time, you felt seen by a guy. Yet those feelings had to be shaken; you didn’t want to be involved with another guy again, especially a pretty one at that.

YOU HAD A FEW SHIFTS together but it wasn’t anything where you two could talk. He would be clocking in, and you would be clocking out or vice versa. Okay maybe you two didn’t have shifts together but it was still something! Yet as each shift you two managed to have together, the closer you two became. There wasn’t a doubt that there were a bit of unspoken feelings between the two of you, but you were okay with how things were going. Bonding over the latest brain rot video, sharing horrid Reels to each other, and always laughing while at work. You would leave work with slightly warm cheeks contrasting with the cold breeze from outside.

Maybe, just maybe, you could get used to this pretty boy and his humor.

Grabbing the heavy items for you, leaning in to hear what you're saying, standing too close for you to smell his cologne, the lingering gazes on each other, suggestive comments, or even his winking towards you.… these were signs that were driving you crazy. You clearly flirted with him and he did too. This Japanese-German boy was hinting at something, something more for the two of you. Nevertheless, that would come and go as your friendship was built on spilling secrets and sending each other TikToks and Reels. It was just a small little crush you developed on him, so why did it hurt when he casually mentioned he had a date set for tonight?

His voice became static as he spoke, “See, I would stay longer and help you guys out, but I have a date tonight.”

The manager cooed at the young boy and decided to not push further, yet you wish he would’ve. Like a radio without a signal, you went silent upon hearing that. You hope he didn’t notice your sudden shift in demeanor and if he did, he didn’t say anything. In spite of feelings being everywhere, you had to pull through and help the next customer.

 ⠀⠀ “Oh hey Yuma! It’s odd seeing you this early in the day. Did you still want your usual?”

Yuma, your regular in the evening, kept in a laugh. “It is a bit early, isn’t it Y/N? And yes, I’ll be having my usual. Oh! Did I tell you about how I finally got…”

Yuma went on and on about his new collectible he managed to finally pull in a blind box, and it brightened your face a lot, which was quickly noted by Maki. Yuma’s drink was quickly called and he excused himself before grabbing it. Waving you goodbye, you smiled back at him and told him to have a good day.

 ⠀⠀ “Someone’s quite popular,” Maki spoke behind you, “I would start to think you’re interested in him.”

 ⠀⠀ “Who? Oh, you mean Yuma? He’s sweet but he’s not really…” You glanced at Maki, “my type of guy.” 

 ⠀⠀ Maki gave you his signature smile before turning on his heel to begin brewing the next batch of coffee, “We’ll see about that, Y/N.”

Maki wasn’t yours to begin with, even with that date he has. Your eye follows his every move as you stand still, taking in all of him. Maki’s red cheeks match with yours, and you found yourself getting warmer whenever you two talk. Too many girls think he’s pretty, that just goes with his charm. Your eyes linger on Maki too much, you might start to think you’re being obvious, but not obvious enough for him.

But you’ll like him anyway.

written by monica (fraktsify) —  &.  NOTES   ›   my first post!!! so happy, i seriously didn’t think i would ever post on here. pls enjoy this as this was based on true events (me). check the playlist bc this is what i feel with this fic. click the last sentence for part two :)

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fraktsify’s ࿐ constitutional rules

          AS ALWAYS, tumblr is a safe space for all to enjoy, yet these are rules to be constitutionally followed within your stay on my blog.

i write nsfw & sfw content about k-pop or anime boys. with that in mind, i hope you choose whichever story you would like to check out follows your respective self. BY CHOOSING to read/interact with my nsfw works, you have proven to have your age in either your bio or pinned.

sfw = minors & 18+ OK! nsfw = 18+ OK! also pls have something decorative in your blog, so i don’t block u as a bot 😓

𝜗𝜚 ｡˚₊. ໒ྀི ⠀⠀⠀ARTICLE I: quick overview

my blog is mainly male-focused, yet that doesn't mean i won't write for my beautiful ladies!! send in any requests/asks about the personas mentioned below:

who i'll write for: nct. enhypen. the boyz. &team. seventeen. txt. boynextdoor. riize. satoru gojo. dazai osamu. akechi goro. NSFW TAKES ARE 18+

my preferred topics of writing/reading include, but is not limited to: dark content, dead dove: do not eat, dub-con/coercion, a/b/o dynamics, supernatural themes, perverts, extreme cutesy aww fluff, tear inducing angst, infidelity (praying for their downfall), dom and sub dynamics, shibari, somnophilia, car sex (mm), giving > receiving, occasional step-cest, dilfs and milfs, yandere/tsundere, facials (oh yea), size differences (not ur mafia wattpad type tho), breeding (not getting knocked up tho #stay safe sisters), stoner sex (mmm), office aus, smaus!!!!, threeways or polyamorous dynamics, slow burn, college/university aus, dry humping, bring back men who yearn, ENEMIES TO LOVERS PLS AND THANK U.

phew that was a lot, yet not all i think about. now it's time to introduce the restricted section: anything with butt stuff....... like NO anal pls, sexual assault/rape, necrophillia, vore, extreme age play or age play in gen., race play, beastiality/zoophilia, extreme substance abuse, watersports or anything with piss/scat, MAJOR character deaths.

also including the fact i will not do any male/amab/masc-leaning readers since i feel like i will not be able to bring that perspective to life :/ gomen oomf-chan

𝜗𝜚 ｡˚₊. ໒ྀི ⠀⠀⠀ARTICLE II: anon

honestly i’m an ao3 vet, like the stuff i’ve seen is pretttyy wild. when requesting or sending an ask, put an “:3” on the end of your anon so ik you read this page 😭🙏 pls and thank u. i don’t want to go thru an anon and it’s something i’m uncomf with TT

CONGRESS MEMBERS: none at the moment become a representative by choosing an anon emoji!

—  &.  FAREWELL   ›   this has been your president. i hope you check out your books comfortably, and don't kink shame.

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fraktsify’s ࿐ collection of muses

ratings : ☆ sfw — ★ nsfw rules.

⠀ ⠀ ♰ ㅤ⠀ ⠀( long pieces⠀ ) ...

⠀ ⠀ ♰ ㅤ⠀ ⠀( short pieces⠀ ) ...

&team maki. only coworkers ☆ 1.1k

more than coworkers ☆ 2.5k

nct riku sion. dressed up! ★ 2.3k

⠀ ⠀ ♰ ㅤ⠀ ⠀( requests⠀ ) ...

⠀ ⠀ ♰ ㅤ⠀ ⠀( brainrot⠀ ) ...

⠀ ⠀ ♰ ㅤ⠀ ⠀( asks⠀ ) ...

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ᕱ⑅ᕱ : rules. library. oc. requests open

𝜗𝜚 ｡˚₊. ໒ྀི ⠀⠀⠀quick intro ( 🪷 )

          hi! i’m monica, or known as mori (pseudonym/pen name) in my writing notes. i’m mexican-american and i’m majoring in political science! born and raised in california, i use terms/slang that is definitely american 💀 i’m 20, yes i’m unc status. my current sideblogs are @cntgetu & @anqelified !!

i’m more of a reader than a writer but sometimes my ideas be too good so i dot them down :3 when i have uni downtime, i crochet occasionally, catch up on comebacks/shows/movies, or doomscroll tiktok and ig reels (yt shorts too bruh).

who i ult: nct jungwoo riku mark. the boyz sunwoo juyeon hyunjae. enhypen heeseung sunghoon. le sserafim chaewon yunjin. &team k maki. aespa giselle. seventeen jeonghan. twice sana. who i fw: txt. exo. shinee. got7. illit. newjeans. loona. chungha. red velvet. katseye. monsta x. bibi. riize ot7. boynextdoor. zerobaseone. the volunteers. ive. snsd.

please dni if u are a known weirdo to all.., defend mhj, is under the age of 16/15, over the age of 35 (30+ esp w/ writings of 2000 and younger), lucas/taeil/seungri supporter, racist, homophobic, u anti my ults, anti-yuri, supporter of ICE or any racial prosecution

important note(s): not all writings are nsfw, i also believe in the free speech of sfw !!! yet as always, minors dni with nsfw :3. i tend to hyperfixate on groups pretty easily so muses might be everywhere, everything all at once

i do have a kpop oc blog yet it’s not at all related to my main blog (this). any following back is done with this account.