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₊ ׅ ֹ 𓈒 ��𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 | 𝐈𝐈 𓈒 ֹ ׅ ₊
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pairings — toji x fem!reader, geto + gojo x fem!reader
summary — after spending a year in kyoto, returning home is better than you could imagine. your childhood best friends gojo and geto start seeing you in a new light and perhaps that is the reason you find yourself entangled in their sheets at night. when they find themselves falling in love with you, you can't help but feel your heart straying to the mysterious older man who helps your predicament.
warnings — mentions of alcohol, grown ass toji being flirty (if you squint), toji is twice reader's age, desolate setting.
wc — 0.8k
A/N — this is just a flashback to the morning of reader's first day back in tokyo also the first time you and toji meet. enjoyyyy.
𝐜𝐡. 𝐈𝐈; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫.
it is 4:36 am. you get off the train at your stop, finally setting foot in tokyo. it is dark and it is empty which is most unusual for a city as alive as this.
you watch your step as you walk through the seemingly abandoned station, not a person in sight. unconsciously holding your breath, you feel a sudden chill run down your spine.
the change in temperature has nothing to do with the weather and you know this. a coin clatters to ground in front of you and your instincts locate the person who threw the coin, based on the temperature of body heat.
you turn your head and suddenly you see a man sitting against a wall with a bottle of beer in his hands. you resume breathing, taking a good look at this man.
he is visibly older, gloomy and much larger than you. you squint in confusion, wondering what he might be doing here at this time.
he takes a swig of his beer and speaks up "it's not very polite to stare" turning to look at you, your resolve is shattered after taking one look at his emerald eyes. his gaze takes its time to lazily roam your body before coming back to your eyes.
"you dropped this coin.." you bend to pick up the coin but when you turn, the man is no longer sitting against the wall. you feel breathing behind you and slowly, cautiously turn around.
the man is now facing you directly, reaching his hand towards yours. you breath hitches in your throat, immobilized by his stare.
he pulls out the coin from your hand, letting his fingers linger on your knuckles for just a moment too long and you take a second to study the man who towers over you.
his hair is straight and dark with bangs sweeping over his forehead. he has a scar on his lips and the urge to reach out and trace it is strong.
your eyes make its way lower, stopping at his visible collarbones, settling on the way his black t-shirt hugs his build so tightly. his biceps are straining against the material. your heart lurches in your chest, eyes dropping the the soft, vague bulge sticking out from his pants.
you look back up to meet his eyes, suddenly made aware that he was just studying you, the same way you were, him. you swallow a little, overwhelmed by the sheer size of him. he seems to like it.
"i'm not exactly looking for company right now but i'd shoot myself before i denied the company of a girl like you" he muses, clearly intrigued by you. if he was attracted to you, his facial expressions and body language speak a different story.
"i'm flattered and all, but you look way older than me and i'm not interested in that kind of thing right now.." your trailed off, turning your head down to stare at the scuffs on your worn shoes.
"you're getting ahead of yourself. i only meant a girl as strong as you. can't say your reputation doesn't precede you, fushigoro y/n" he smirks at your assumption, and it only deepens at your confusion.
"h-how do you know who i am? and, who exactly are you?" you cross your arms, feeling suddenly confident in yourself. being jujutsu high's prodigal 2nd year does pay off after all, you think. being a grade 1 sorcerer despite being a year younger than your classmates was not an easy thing.
"doesn't really matter. i'm no one important, atleast not to you" his nose flares and his eye twitches, quickly looking away and taking yet another swig of his beer.
you furrow your brows in confusion, sensing the sudden shift in the air. you want to take it back, maybe apologise to the man but you knew it wouldn't help. this clearly wasn't your fault. your hand twitches by your side, wanting to reach out and comfort him.
you get carried away in your thoughts for a moment, taken aback by your sudden inclination towards this man.
"how old are you?" the moment it leaves your lips, you regret saying it. he turns to face you. eyes narrowing, brows furrowing and then relaxing.
"thirty five" you wince. he was exactly twice your age, but the thought didn't turn you away like you thought it would. in fact it intrigued you more.
you open your mouth to say something, but he speaks before you. "this was a mistake. forget this ever happened" you blink and he's gone.
quicker than you could breath, the atmosphere was normal again. without a trace, the man had disappeared. and then you realize, he never even told you his name.
A/N — ouh he's a piece of shit icl LMAO😭.
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₊ ׅ ֹ 𓈒 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 | 𝐈𝐈 𓈒 ֹ ׅ ₊
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pairings — toji x fem!reader, geto + gojo x fem!reader
summary — after spending a year in kyoto, returning home is better than you could imagine. your childhood best friends gojo and geto start seeing you in a new light and perhaps that is the reason you find yourself entangled in their sheets at night. when they find themselves falling in love with you, you can't help but feel your heart straying to the mysterious older man who helps your predicament.
warnings — mentions of alcohol, grown ass toji being flirty (if you squint), toji is twice reader's age, desolate setting.
wc — 0.8k
A/N — this is just a flashback to the morning of reader's first day back in tokyo also the first time you and toji meet. enjoyyyy.
𝐜𝐡. 𝐈𝐈; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫.
it is 4:36 am. you get off the train at your stop, finally setting foot in tokyo. it is dark and it is empty which is most unusual for a city as alive as this.
you watch your step as you walk through the seemingly abandoned station, not a person in sight. unconsciously holding your breath, you feel a sudden chill run down your spine.
the change in temperature has nothing to do with the weather and you know this. a coin clatters to ground in front of you and your instincts locate the person who threw the coin, based on the temperature of body heat.
you turn your head and suddenly you see a man sitting against a wall with a bottle of beer in his hands. you resume breathing, taking a good look at this man.
he is visibly older, gloomy and much larger than you. you squint in confusion, wondering what he might be doing here at this time.
he takes a swig of his beer and speaks up "it's not very polite to stare" turning to look at you, your resolve is shattered after taking one look at his emerald eyes. his gaze takes its time to lazily roam your body before coming back to your eyes.
"you dropped this coin.." you bend to pick up the coin but when you turn, the man is no longer sitting against the wall. you feel breathing behind you and slowly, cautiously turn around.
the man is now facing you directly, reaching his hand towards yours. you breath hitches in your throat, immobilized by his stare.
he pulls out the coin from your hand, letting his fingers linger on your knuckles for just a moment too long and you take a second to study the man who towers over you.
his hair is straight and dark with bangs sweeping over his forehead. he has a scar on his lips and the urge to reach out and trace it is strong.
your eyes make its way lower, stopping at his visible collarbones, settling on the way his black t-shirt hugs his build so tightly. his biceps are straining against the material. your heart lurches in your chest, eyes dropping the the soft, vague bulge sticking out from his pants.
you look back up to meet his eyes, suddenly made aware that he was just studying you, the same way you were, him. you swallow a little, overwhelmed by the sheer size of him. he seems to like it.
"i'm not exactly looking for company right now but i'd shoot myself before i denied the company of a girl like you" he muses, clearly intrigued by you. if he was attracted to you, his facial expressions and body language speak a different story.
"i'm flattered and all, but you look way older than me and i'm not interested in that kind of thing right now.." your trailed off, turning your head down to stare at the scuffs on your worn shoes.
"you're getting ahead of yourself. i only meant a girl as strong as you. can't say your reputation doesn't precede you, fushigoro y/n" he smirks at your assumption, and it only deepens at your confusion.
"h-how do you know who i am? and, who exactly are you?" you cross your arms, feeling suddenly confident in yourself. being jujutsu high's prodigal 2nd year does pay off after all, you think. being a grade 1 sorcerer despite being a year younger than your classmates was not an easy thing.
"doesn't really matter. i'm no one important, atleast not to you" his nose flares and his eye twitches, quickly looking away and taking yet another swig of his beer.
you furrow your brows in confusion, sensing the sudden shift in the air. you want to take it back, maybe apologise to the man but you knew it wouldn't help. this clearly wasn't your fault. your hand twitches by your side, wanting to reach out and comfort him.
you get carried away in your thoughts for a moment, taken aback by your sudden inclination towards this man.
"how old are you?" the moment it leaves your lips, you regret saying it. he turns to face you. eyes narrowing, brows furrowing and then relaxing.
"thirty five" you wince. he was exactly twice your age, but the thought didn't turn you away like you thought it would. in fact it intrigued you more.
you open your mouth to say something, but he speaks before you. "this was a mistake. forget this ever happened" you blink and he's gone.
quicker than you could breath, the atmosphere was normal again. without a trace, the man had disappeared. and then you realize, he never even told you his name.
A/N — ouh he's a piece of shit icl LMAO😭.
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#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk fanfic#jjk smut#satoru gojo#gojo#gojo fanfic#gojo smut#suguru geto#geto#geto fanfic#fushigoro toji#toji#toji fanfic#toji smut#geto smut#satosugu#anime smut#anime writers
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— genshin ✦
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— star rail ✦
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— jjk ✦
𝙜𝙤𝙟𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪 → rain your prayers on me (18+)
𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 → rain your prayers on me (18+)
𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙤 𝙩𝙤𝙟𝙞 → rain your prayers on me (18+)
. . . more coming soon !
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— enhypen ✦
𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙞 → never lost me
. . . more coming soon !
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can't take myself seriously with this fucking url😭
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₊ ׅ ֹ 𓈒 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 | 𝐈 𓈒 ֹ ׅ ₊
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pairings — toji x fem!reader, gojo + geto x fem!reader
chapter warnings — heavy on the friendship, skinship, your hand accidentally touches gojo's dick, fluffy, soft.
summary — after spending a year in kyoto, returning home is better than you could imagine. your childhood best friends gojo and geto start seeing you in a new light and perhaps that is the reason you find yourself entangled in their sheets at night. when they find themselves falling in love with you, you can't help but feel your heart straying to the mysterious older man who helps your predicament.
wc — 1.3k
A/N — couldn't handle the truth so i made a new reality (GEGE WHEN I CATCH YOU GEGE).
𝐜𝐡. 𝐈; 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲.
for as long as you can remember, gojo and geto have been your best friends. even before you had learned anything of jujutsu sorcery, the two boys have always been by your side.
as children, the three of you were stuck together like glue and you'd always seen them as your family. atleast until last summer. you weren't denying that even in your childhood you knew that suguru and satoru were charming and good-looking, but all those blessings were like seeds; planted and awaiting growth.
over the last two years, those little seeds grew, and not just a little bit. the seeds grew tall and handsome trees, their blessings blossomed and increased tenfold.
this, obviously, caught the eye of young girls all across tokyo. suguru and satoru's fangirls could be traced almost anywhere in japan even. then on, you came to be known as the lucky girl who gets to have the two all to herself. this was terrible to them but you remained indifferent.
i mean, obviously gojo and geto started hanging out with other girls quite often but neither of them were interested in dating the girls they met. you all agreed your friendship mattered far more than any potential boyfriend or girlfriend.
last summer, you were still new to your adolescent years, being a late blossomer and all, you did get made fun of for remaining the same as you were in middle school, but never by satoru and suguru. this summer would be different, you swore last year, and thank the heavens, it is.
your season has come, your mother delights. a heartbreaker, your grandmother gushes. you feel confident in how you look, composed and classy. you like the way you are and you don't care if anyone else does.
28th july, 2006.
today is the fourth day of summer and my first day back in tokyo. two semesters ago, i transferred to jujutsu high, kyoto after my grandma was diagnosed with pneumonia.
my mama would've come with me but all the nurse positions she applied for in kyoto were rejected. she couldn't find any other job at such short notice. at first, i thought a lot about satoru and suguru, missed them a lot too but a little over a semester in, the home-sickness eased over.
my skin buzzed in anticipation as i brush my hair gently, spread out on my bed waiting for the loud horn of satoru's convertible to announce his and suguru's arrival. i'm weirdly nervous and excited to see them.
my eyes flutter as my thoughts drift to how they'd react to seeing me again. i wonder if they would notice that my brain size went from a size 36B to a 38C. i shudder at the sudden and inappropriate thought.
i feel a wave of sleep coming over me and as if on cue, i hear the loud blaring of a car horn and immediately jump off the bed in excitement. sparing no time, i quickly lock up my now empty house and practically skip towards the grey ford mustang parked outside.
the moment my eyes land on geto and gojo, my heart thunders. they'd grown taller, broader and muscular. their beauty was not newfound but rather newly revealed to you.
satoru's bright blue eyes catch you first, his eyes widen as his gaze skims over your body and you're suddenly nervous. but when suguru looks at me, a small smile spreading on his lips, my heart warms.
with no warning, i run toward the both of them leaning on the car and jump at them. they catch hold of me and run around with me in their arms. i squeal in happiness, glad to know that even if we look different, our bond is all the same.
28th july, 2006.
it is the sixth day of summer and i've been in satoru's grey ford mustang for the past fourteen hours, laying my upper half on suguru's lap and my lower on satoru's in the backseat. it is currently 7:13 am, the car is parked at the beach and the only sound to be heard is the off-tune snoring and breathing, spotlight rotating between satoru, suguru and i.
the sun is bright and much to my inconvenience, in my face directly. i groan and shift in my place that happens to be suguru's lap. opening my eyes, i look directly upward at him who is oh so lost in peace and slumber. i sigh, turning to look at satoru who is already looking at me.
he's focused on my face, studying every inch of it. my cheeks redden and i squirm, suddenly feeling the intensity of his attention. when his icy blue eyes meet mine, they shrink to crescent moons with his smile widening. i adore the way satoru smiles. he is the most expressive out of the three of us and if there's one thing that hasn't changed about him since we were crawling infants, it's his smile.
"what?" i ask him, trying to hide the smile on my face with a pout. "what?" he replies, looking dazed.
"why're you looking at me like that?" i nudge him gently with my foot, pulling myself up straight enough to lean on the car door behind my back.
"you're different. but like in the best way possible. you're more... you." his hand travels up my leg, coming to rest on my thigh. i follow his movements and look up at him through my eyelashes. his lips are twisted in a lazy smirk as his pupils keep moving between my eyes and my lips.
i shift once again in satoru's lap, hand falling directly onto his no-no rectangle. you jerk your hand back in shock as you meet his length accidentally. a whimper exited satoru's lips and i stare at him in disbelief, turning to suguru. he looks at me and throws his head back in laughter and i can't help but join.
satoru stirred in his sleep, clearly disturbed by the sound of our laughter. a sleepy smile spreads across his face. he lifts his arm and wraps it around my neck, pulling me close to his chest. i pull my hair around to the other side of my face before settling into his chest.
suguru started a conversation about everything i had missed while i was gone. i listened intently to the two telling me all things i should've seen, all the places i should've been and fun i should've had yet it somehow feels like i was there with them the entire time as they describe everything in detail.
an hour or two pass and here i am, currently sitting in suguru's lap while satoru lies in between my legs. all of our legs barely fot on the sit, but we make it work. i melt into suguru's chest while softly playing with satoru's hair.
finally, at five pm, after around six hours of endless chatter, satoru climbed into the driver's seat "amusement park?" he asked. suguru and i agreed in unison, "shotgun!" he called out.
the summer breeze in my hair and the sun on my skin, boy, this is bliss, i think to myself.
i open my eyes and look into the rear-view mirror, admiring satoru's icy blue eyes.
i smile and his eyes connect with mine through the mirror. i slip my hand through the middle of the seat, wanting to be closer to my friends.
suguru sees my hand first, placing his hand in mine and so does satoru. the three of us hold hands, trying to intertwine our fingers and failing miserably.
this, i think, this is what life is all about.
A/N — keep in mind that this is only chapter one😭 im excited for you guys to read the rest <3
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#jjk fanfic#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen fanfic#jjk smut#anime#jjk#toji fushigoro#toji fanfic#toji smut#gojo satoru#gojo fanfic#gojo smut#suguru geto#geto fanfic#geto smut#satosugu#satosugu fic#anime smut#anime writers#jjk writers
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₊ ׅ ֹ 𓈒 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 𓈒 ֹ ׅ ₊
pairings — toji x fem!reader, geto + gojo x fem!reader
warnings — 18+ NSFW, love triangle of sorts, summer love/friendship trope, bestfriends, diary entry writing style, traumatised mc (😭😭), depressing, age gap (warnings will be added according to each chapter).
⚠️ KEEP IN MIND - to make sure that the relationship between mc and toji is LEGAL, gojo and geto are 18 and mc is 17.
summary — after spending a year in kyoto, returning home is better than you could imagine. your childhood best friends gojo and geto start seeing you in a new light and perhaps that is the reason you find yourself entangled in their sheets at night. when they find themselves falling in love with you, you can't help but feel your heart straying to the mysterious older man who helps your predicament.
chapters —
• I
• II
• III
• IV
• V
#jjk fanfic#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jujutsu kaisen fanfic#jjk smut#toji fushiguro#toji fanfic#toji smut#gojo satoru#gojo fanfic#gojo smut#suguru geto#geto fanfic#geto smut#anime smut#anime fanfic#anime writers#jjk writers#satosugu fanfic#satosugu
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long time no seeeee! expect a multiple chapter long toji x fem!reader + gojo, geto x fem!reader fic coming soon😍🤞
#this ones for my toji girls#satosugu#gojo fanfic#gojo smut#satoru gojo#geto fanfic#geto smut#suguru geto#jjk fanfic#jjk smut#carti a bitch😵
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hi everyone! i know i went mia lmao, but i'll be writing again here soon!! i've just been adulting a lot these past few weeks
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part two of 'never lost me' explaining why niki lied? 🤔
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₊ ׅ ֹ 𓈒 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞 | 𝐧𝐦.𝐫 𓈒 ֹ ׅ ₊
pairing – boyfriend!niki x fem!reader
warnings – fluff, heartbreak, established relationship, depressive state, mentions of heart being torn out and bleeding, fluff <3
wc – 0.8k
A/N – i love love love this so much! hope u enjoy <3 please do like and reblog!! it helps me reach more impressions :)
today for the first time ever, niki wasn’t speaking to you. every single question you asked him was shrugged off.
‘hi niki!’ ‘hi’.
‘what’s up?’ ‘nothing’.
‘how are you?’ ‘fine’.
‘is something wrong?’ ‘no’.
niki was always enthusiastic to be with you, to talk to you, or just see you. you wondered why your oh so loving boyfriend who behaved like a little puppy when he saw you, was being cold and ignoring you today.
ever since you and niki had started dating, you’d always be co-dependent with him. if he was happy, you were happy, if he was sad, you were sad, if he was angry, you were angry. you guys were a twin flame.
two months ago, when enhypen’s manager permitted niki to move in with you, you both were more than ecstatic. that entire first week, you were in paradise. pillow fights, movie nights, midnight snacks, playing games together till 4 am. it was everything to you. he was everything to you.
it killed you to feel this way. to feel like you had made him upset. to feel like you made him feel anything less than happiness.
you analyzed every single thing you could’ve possibly done and every single thing you could possibly do to make him feel anything but this way. you were pondering your options while staring off into the distance, but just then, you took a glance at his face. the dead, emotionless expression in his eyes broke your heart in a million pieces.
“niki”.
no response.
“do you want to go get bunggeopp-“
“i think i’m going to move back to the dorms” your face dropped immediately. he’s pushing you away. why is he doing this? he loves you. right?
“w- what? niki, are you joking?” you had to ask even though you knew he was in no place to joke around right now especially about such a serious topic.
“i think we should break up, y/n. my feelings have changed” you felt your heart rip out of your chest and bleed all over the ground. he walked away from you. he doesn’t love you anymore. he’s moving out. niki was no longer your boyfriend.
you lifelessly wandered around seoul city for hours, feeling no reason to want to go home. the one thing that made it your home was gone. it was 2:47 am and you finally stepped into your (ex) shared apartment with niki.
it felt brand new. all of niki’s stuff was gone. it was almost as though he never lived with you in the first place. you dropped to the floor and tears fell out of your eyes. you felt the wetness on your cheeks pouring out and you screamed at the top of your lungs. you didn’t cry, you didn’t speak. you didn’t leave your apartment the next day and you continued to do so for the next two weeks.
it had been two months since niki had moved out and ended things. you were functioning but you lost your spark. you were no longer the person you used to be. yhe y/n that everyone loved. the y/n that niki loved.
for once, you decided to go out for dinner alone. you thought if you were going to be alone, you could at least learn to be happy by yourself. you went to the ramen place a couple of streets away from your flat where you and niki used to go. you sat there for ten minutes after eating your meal to gather yourself. the entire time you had only missed niki and reminisced about your memories in this place.
you wiped your tears from your face while walking into your apartment. you felt your stomach drop when you saw niki sitting on your couch. you were hallucinating, you had to be, but that didn’t stop you from calling out his name.
he looked at you. your flat was completely dark, but you could see stars in his eyes. you had really gone crazy, you thought, as you walked towards him slowly, he got up from the couch and ran towards you. he wrapped his arms around you so tightly and you heard him sob.
this is real. he is real. these words rang in your ears and as soon as you came to your senses you put your arms around him, and the tears poured.
“y/n, i’m so sorry. i miss you so much. i love you so much, i’m so sorry, please forgive me. i lied to you, nothing changed. i love you, i love you. please don’t leave me. you’re all i have left. i wasn’t thinking properly. i miss my mother, i miss my family, i miss japan. i lost everyone. i can’t lose you too.”
you didn’t say anything at all for a while. you stayed still and quiet in his embrace.
“y/n, please say something” he searched your eyes for any sign that you might have moved, that you might say no and turn him away.
“you didn’t lose me. you never will. i love you too, niki. i missed you so much” he held your face and and caressed your cheek and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.
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ok tbh jungwon is literally at the right age he is 18+ and back then when it was given taken era, heeseung was 19 as well and they already started writing smut for him. it's only fair that when jungwon is 19 they could write suggestive stuff for him as well.
just bcs they do it, doesn’t mean its okay. i had no idea that people started to write smut for hee when he was 19 — never said i supported those who wrote smut for hee when he was 19 either. its just weird that people IMMEDIATELY started to sexualise jw after he turned legal, they most likely did WAY before but they just kept it tame bcs it wasn’t legal. and its their fault for doing whatever they thought was okay, which isn’t. like at all. in all honesty, i can’t control what they’re doing, but its still just as wrong.
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₊ ׅ ֹ 𓈒 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞 | 𝐧𝐦.𝐫 𓈒 ֹ ׅ ₊
pairing – boyfriend!niki x fem!reader
warnings – fluff, heartbreak, established relationship, depressive state, mentions of heart being torn out and bleeding, fluff <3
wc – 0.8k
A/N – i love love love this so much! hope u enjoy <3 please do like and reblog!! it helps me reach more impressions :)
today for the first time ever, niki wasn’t speaking to you. every single question you asked him was shrugged off.
‘hi niki!’ ‘hi’.
‘what’s up?’ ‘nothing’.
‘how are you?’ ‘fine’.
‘is something wrong?’ ‘no’.
niki was always enthusiastic to be with you, to talk to you, or just see you. you wondered why your oh so loving boyfriend who behaved like a little puppy when he saw you, was being cold and ignoring you today.
ever since you and niki had started dating, you’d always be co-dependent with him. if he was happy, you were happy, if he was sad, you were sad, if he was angry, you were angry. you guys were a twin flame.
two months ago, when enhypen’s manager permitted niki to move in with you, you both were more than ecstatic. that entire first week, you were in paradise. pillow fights, movie nights, midnight snacks, playing games together till 4 am. it was everything to you. he was everything to you.
it killed you to feel this way. to feel like you had made him upset. to feel like you made him feel anything less than happiness.
you analyzed every single thing you could’ve possibly done and every single thing you could possibly do to make him feel anything but this way. you were pondering your options while staring off into the distance, but just then, you took a glance at his face. the dead, emotionless expression in his eyes broke your heart in a million pieces.
“niki”.
no response.
“do you want to go get bunggeopp-“
“i think i’m going to move back to the dorms” your face dropped immediately. he’s pushing you away. why is he doing this? he loves you. right?
“w- what? niki, are you joking?” you had to ask even though you knew he was in no place to joke around right now especially about such a serious topic.
“i think we should break up, y/n. my feelings have changed” you felt your heart rip out of your chest and bleed all over the ground. he walked away from you. he doesn’t love you anymore. he’s moving out. niki was no longer your boyfriend.
you lifelessly wandered around seoul city for hours, feeling no reason to want to go home. the one thing that made it your home was gone. it was 2:47 am and you finally stepped into your (ex) shared apartment with niki.
it felt brand new. all of niki’s stuff was gone. it was almost as though he never lived with you in the first place. you dropped to the floor and tears fell out of your eyes. you felt the wetness on your cheeks pouring out and you screamed at the top of your lungs. you didn’t cry, you didn’t speak. you didn’t leave your apartment the next day and you continued to do so for the next two weeks.
it had been two months since niki had moved out and ended things. you were functioning but you lost your spark. you were no longer the person you used to be. yhe y/n that everyone loved. the y/n that niki loved.
for once, you decided to go out for dinner alone. you thought if you were going to be alone, you could at least learn to be happy by yourself. you went to the ramen place a couple of streets away from your flat where you and niki used to go. you sat there for ten minutes after eating your meal to gather yourself. the entire time you had only missed niki and reminisced about your memories in this place.
you wiped your tears from your face while walking into your apartment. you felt your stomach drop when you saw niki sitting on your couch. you were hallucinating, you had to be, but that didn’t stop you from calling out his name.
he looked at you. your flat was completely dark, but you could see stars in his eyes. you had really gone crazy, you thought, as you walked towards him slowly, he got up from the couch and ran towards you. he wrapped his arms around you so tightly and you heard him sob.
this is real. he is real. these words rang in your ears and as soon as you came to your senses you put your arms around him, and the tears poured.
“y/n, i’m so sorry. i miss you so much. i love you so much, i’m so sorry, please forgive me. i lied to you, nothing changed. i love you, i love you. please don’t leave me. you’re all i have left. i wasn’t thinking properly. i miss my mother, i miss my family, i miss japan. i lost everyone. i can’t lose you too.”
you didn’t say anything at all for a while. you stayed still and quiet in his embrace.
“y/n, please say something” he searched your eyes for any sign that you might have moved, that you might say no and turn him away.
“you didn’t lose me. you never will. i love you too, niki. i missed you so much” he held your face and and caressed your cheek and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.
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