#//everyone politely look away im still busy i just got possessed

[nabataprophet]

heritors of arcadia

In spite of getting dragged from your Academy beds and made to solve problems in the middle of nowhere, these weeks spent in the village have given you all the best sleep of your lives. Tonight, you and your friends are whisked off to shared a dream of the past, what is now an idyllic world that adapts easily to your desires and expectations. Your mistakes, the pain others have inflicted on you, the things you’ve lost… everything you wish you could have changed or have control over, this dream gives you the chance to correct the course and make things right again. But as you feel your mind and body getting weaker with every minute you remain asleep, you realize that tearing yourself away from a world where everything is perfect takes a lot more will than simply kicking yourself awake. [Grants Faith +1]

@destinian

Utopia. 

Paradise. 

Those who have heard tell of its existence often used such words to describe the village hidden in the sandstorms of the Nabata desert where humans and dragons live together in peace. And indeed, Arcadia is a peaceful village, one divorced from the passage of time that the rest of the world experiences. The only indication of time passing at all is the humans and those with human blood growing older. Days pass by like grains of sand, heedless of the outside world. This is the home where Sophia has spent the majority of her long life and it is where she will return once she is done with her time at Garreg Mach.

There is one thing out of place, however; one tiny detail that betrays this as a dream and not reality. Sophia knows everyone in this tiny village, from the youngest babe to the elders who have been here since its founding, and yet here stands a stranger in the sands. It isn’t like when Bern invaded, though, because even in this dream, Sophia can feel her blood resonating.

Even so, to call her a complete stranger feels wrong as well. Twenty-something odd years ago, she had seen this exact light blue shade of hair, almost translucent in its resemblance to frost, in her visions. Sophia had seen bits and flashes of what was happening in the outside world, but it wasn’t enough to receive permission to become further involved than sneaking off to offer up a single talisman and well wishes.

“…You are…?”

[movedyourchair505]

Non Mio (Napule Nights)

Had this idea with Elana ages ago, Alex telling Jade about how he stole somebody’s girl back in the day. Smut warning.

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His hand was resting on her thigh, steady, spread out, squeezing every now and then when he shifted, the heat of his palm a constant against her skin, and as much as Jade tried to focus on the back and forth between Alexander and the man sat opposite them on the other side of the table, it also hadn't escaped her that he was more smug than she was used to during meetings, a dark chuckle escaping him unsolicited, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly with amusement as if there were something he knew that no one else did, and while he did not seldom exude this vibe, she'd noticed it to a different level, anticipated a beneficial outcome of the meeting for him as much as its conclusion.

She didn't miss a word, nor an exchange of glances, had noticed too how the other man's gaze had lingered on her in a way that she knew would only fuel Alexander's possessiveness, as well as hostility towards him, and she was relieved when finally, he closed the deal with a quick handshake.

“Pleasure doin' business wif yeh,” Alexander drawled. “Feel free teh stick 'round 'n 'ave a drink. 's on meh,” he declared.

The man raised his eyebrows, nodding slowly, oblivious to the exaggerated politeness he was being offered, as Jade could tell more so than ever that none of it was genuine, and that her husband had absolutely no respect for the other man. “Very kind,” he said. “But my girl's waiting for me.”

Alexander's eyes widened, his gaze following the man towards the bar once Helders opened the door for them to exit the small room. “Oh,” he said with a small chuckle. “Reyht.” Followed by his security, he steered Jade to approach the bar with his business partner, his hand on the small of her back possessively. “I remember 'er.”

“Oh, you do?” the other man asked. “Right. Right, she came to a meeting with me a while ago.”

The brunette looked up when she noticed them approaching, looking from the man that kissed her cheek for a greeting to Alexander. “Mr Turner.”

“Alreyht, luv?” Alex drawled, giving a pointed nod. “Nice teh see yeh again.” He licked his lips. “Didn't realise yous was still an item.” A small smile spread across his face. “Luvleh.”

Jade watched him from the side, now convinced she was missing something, and eager for the couple to leave so she could investigate her suspicions, so she took it upon herself to dismiss them. “It was a pleasure,” she said, holding her hand out, which the other man took and shook briefly.

“And you, Mrs Turner,” he said.

She smiled, had in the last couple of months not grown tired of hearing her name said back to her out loud, nor reading it on countless documents. She gave a nod to the woman, waited for Alexander to give a dismissive nod to both of them before they turned and walked towards the exit, Cook following until they reached the doors.

Before she could speak, Alexander was facing the bar, had ordered two more drinks. “Cigarette, pupa?”

She reached to draw the thin gold case from the top pocket of his suit jacket, placed one between his lips as he parted them. “Alexander,” she said, watching them flame dance steadily for a moment, then lighting his cigarette for him, watching him take a slow drag as he trapped it between his fingers. “What was that?”

He tilted his head to the side, shifting to sit back on one of the stools. “Wha'?” he asked, raising an eyebrow questioningly as he regarded her with his now full attention.

“You know what,” she said, taking a drag as he held out his cigarette to her. “What's the story with that loser?”

He chuckled. “Fookin' joke, weren't 'e?” He took another drag, blowing the smoke away from her. “I mean, I done business wif 'im before, and 'e 'ad 'is bird wif 'im. Tha' bird tha' were joost wif 'im. Were a mess of a meetin' then. Pissed meh reyht off.”

“And you kept doing business with him? Why was he here today?” she asked, her brows furrowed and she reached for her glass as the bartender placed their drinks in front of them. “Grazie.”

“Might've gotten sum compensation,” he shrugged, pursing his lips.

She watched him slick back his hair, instantly missing his touch. “Compensation?” she questioned skeptically.

A smile played around his lips again, conceited, and he took another drag from his cigarette, followed by a sip from his whisky. “Yeh. I asked 'er if she wanted t'stay for a drink. Fook knows why 'e let 'er. Maybe 'e thought it would 'elp business.”

“And it did. We just had a meeting with him,” she stated.

“Per'aps. It were more me own personal fun though. Got a bit of satisfaction. I mean, sheh were luvleh. Yeh saw 'er. Pretteh fing.”

She was wearing a dress that didn't leave much up to imagination and Alexander hadn't been able to keep his eyes off her, hadn't tried to, she looked exquisite, and definitely too good for the man she was sat with. He cleared his throat as the man turned to leave, beating him to speaking. “Would yeh like teh stay for a glass of the whiskeh I joost 'ad brought in?” He directed his gaze onto the pretty brunette clad in leather. “Bella.”

Her eyes widened. “Mr Turner...” She looked over at the man by her side.

Alexander hadn't quite expected success with his offer, knew that if the man knew anything about him, about his reputation, he'd take his girl straight home, but there was hope, a challenge, and he was bored, wanted to rise to it, had felt disrespected despite the man's low status, and he did not want to leave the encounter the way it had been. He'd won in business, he wanted to win personally. “Yes, luv?”

“I... well...” She glanced back between the two, biting her lip when the man that had brought her gave a hint of a nod.

“You have a drink. I'll wait for you at my place. Turner gets the best liquor.”

A small smile spread across Alexander's lips. He'd hoped the man would believe the only thing he could offer to his advantage, that it would help business if he used his girl as bait. He just had no way of knowing what Alexander had in mind, nor did he know much about his nature. And that simply fuelled his satisfaction.

“Alexander...” Jade shook her head. “You could've just not done business with him.”

“It were a good deal, even if it were below me standards,” he shrugged. “And it were fun, I tell yeh. Sheh were great companeh tha' night... and the fact that 'e dun't know after all this time... fookin'ell...”

She slowly began to comprehend his complacency throughout the meeting they'd just been in. “I think maybe their thing is just quite open...”

“Wha'? For this long?” he asked, shaking his head. “Nah, not wif 'im. There ain't no good reason why she'd beh wif tha' clown still.”

Jade pressed her lips together, nodding slowly.

“Yeh ain't jealous, are yeh, doll?” He reached to cup the side of her face, angling her head towards him until their eyes met, his thumb pressing into her skin just below her chin for control.

“It was years ago,” she stated, pursing her lips. “And you're just getting off on your power high.”

“D'yeh not fink the fact tha' 'e dun't know is... amusin'?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I suppose so,” she said, taking a deep breath. “I mean, it's not like I'm surprised you succeeded, Alexander...”

He tilted his head to the side, watching her take a sip of the drink he'd had poured for her. “So,” he hummed. “'ow's yehr man treat yeh?”

She swallowed. “Well...”

“I mean...” He held his hand up to elaborate. “All I'm sayin' is... yeh can do better...” He took a sip of his own. “Stunnin' girl like yeh...” He'd watched her shift closer to him, tucked her hair behind her ear, his thumb dragging slightly over her cheek for a moment. “If yeh ain't comfortable 'ere... yeh could come back wif meh to me place. Been told the view from me apartment's stunnin'.”

Jade shook her head. “You're impossible,” she said.

“I fink I were fair,” he shrugged innocently, crushing his cigarette in the ashtray, then snapping for one of the girls that walked past and gesturing towards one of the rooms. “Get tha' readeh for us, yeh?”

“She couldn't help herself...” she said, eyeing him closely, the way his lip stretched as he spoke demandingly, how his eyes softened slightly once they were back on her. The top buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned as usual, offered a view of his sun-kissed chest and chain that matched his rings, his tattoos on display too. He'd just gotten his hair trimmed that morning, the sharp edges of his face accentuated, especially in the flattering low lights of the bar.

“'s gettin' yeh, eh?” he teased, a dark chuckle following.

“Alexander,” she huffed. “You are too full of yourself.” She had no doubts about his power, not now and not then, though wondered how far he'd taken it, why exactly he'd been so amused, and she couldn't suppress her curiosity as he nodded for her to finish her drink, then led her to the room he'd requested, the one they usually got when he didn't feel like being watched by everyone, didn't want everyone to watch her, and she was eased when the heat of his palm met her lower back again. “Did she fall for it? The view?”

“The view at me old place were stunnin',” he muttered. “Dun't quite compare to now, but...” He tilted his head. “I weren't lyin'. Birds loved it.” He led her inside, sat back in the cushions of the large sofa instantly, his arm stretched out over the back, his knees pushed apart. “C'mere.”

She lowered herself onto his thigh, his hand instantly on her hip to keep her there, and she looked at him, waited impatiently.

“I bet yeh're wearin' summat luvleh under tha' dress, darlin'.” He pressed his lips together as he watched her stood by the window, taking in the view of the city. “I mean, I kno'... not intended for meh, but... I gotta say... I do like fings tha' aren't s'posed t'be mine.”

The more time passed and the more he saw of her, the less he could suppress his lust, fuelled by the greed of not letting the other man getting away with securing a deal that he didn't deserve. Alexander had worked hard, and he knew he deserved more, that the deal was below him and the standard he'd acquired. “'e buy yeh nice fings?”

“Sometimes,” she said, nodding slowly, taking another sip from her drink, her eyes now on him. “He used to more...”

He hummed, nodded understandingly. “Rehyt. Anehfin' else yeh wish 'e did?” he asked, stepping closer to her. “Yeh can tell meh,” he added. “Joost between you 'n meh.”

She shifted into his palm despite the surprise of his touch on her hip, met his eyes, had evidently fallen victim to his charm that she'd been warned about, her fingers clutching on to the cool glass in her hand when he drew his other hand from his pocket and he was right there, her knees weakening further from the look in his dark eyes, and then he was forcing her lips apart with his, his intensity irresistible, and she found her body arching into his beyond her control, his hand sprawled out and pushing against her lower back.

Jade swallowed, watched his mouth caress the words as he spoke, his top lip stretching.

“Sheh needed it,” he declared. “Clearleh.” He pushed his tongue into his cheek, lifting his gaze to her. “Yeh want meh teh continue?”

She nodded, reluctantly, torn between not wanting to give him the satisfaction and admiring his unconditional power.

“Yeh make meh feel good then, eh?” he hummed, nodding downward. “C'mon,” he added, shifting backwards and sighing contentedly as she undid his belt buckle without another word, obeyed instantly and started stroking him once she'd freed him from the restriction of his shiny pinstriped suit trousers.

“Mm...” He hummed with satisfaction as he drew back. “Luvleh...”

Her eyes widened, her hand coming down flat on his chest, but he spoke first when she parted her lips to.

“Dun't worreh,” he drawled. “'s our secret, doll.” A deep sense of reassurance filled him when she leaned in for more and he was only too happy to comply, angling her head to kiss her harder, keep her where he wanted, chuckling when she drew away for breath sooner than he'd have liked. “Yeh sure this is wha' yeh want?” he hummed.

She swallowed, though nodded instantly, completely drawn in by his manner of absolute control and unshakeable confidence.

“Yeh stay 'ere, doll, 'n I'll... take vereh good care of yeh.” He let his hand wander lower, closing over her ass and ready to push up her dress. “Might beh a lot, but... I promise I am vereh nice.”

“I want to stay,” she stated confidently. “Mr Turner.”

He hummed, a flick of his wrist and her dress was pushed up around her waist, in no time he had her pinned to the window, stood behind her with complete control. “D'yeh need a safeword, luv?” he asked, his lips brushing against the side of her neck.

“N-Not usually,” she whispered, felt his hand coming over her mouth the moment she'd spoken the words, the other dragging her thong to the side.

He reveled in the way her breath hitched in her throat, her voice shaky. “Are yeh usualleh this wet?” He chuckled as she instantly bucked into his touch, rolled her hips back so his fingers instantly sank deeper inside her with a soft gasp that made the glass fog. “D'yeh like the view?”

She tightened around his fingers instantly, had him humming, seemingly pleased. “Good girl,” he drawled, pushing his fingers into her mouth. “Relax into meh.” Her lips sucked around his fingers instantly when he started fingering her simultaneously, her body compliant. “Mmm, yeh, tha's it, sweet'eart, joost give in...” he hummed. “Tha's me favourite.”

He could feel her giving in further with each push of his fingers, appreciative of the way she sucked obediently on his fingers while she took what he gave her, the promise of her lips soon too much to handle as she started drooling around his fingers, too tempting to not take. “D'yeh wanna taste me cock, doll?” he drawled, his breath against her neck. “'s alrehyt if yeh do.”

“Jade,” he snapped. “Enouf of tha'. On yehr knees.”

She was surprised by the sudden change in tone, the abrupt demand, but needed no telling twice, lowered herself to her knees between his legs, hardly had time to comply when his hand was already at the back of her head, fingers wound into her hair and he pushed her down on him, making her gag with how deep he pushed his cock inside her mouth, a long drawn out moan of relief leaving his lips as he threw his head back and she mewled around him, her eyes wide, watering, but she swallowed needily around him when his eyes met hers.

“Fookin'ell,” he drawled. “Yes.”

While he'd been careful before not to overstep any boundaries to achieve his goal, he was now sure he had her, could tell from the look in her eyes when he was no longer touching her and she clearly wanted him to, ready to follow his every command. “Sure yeh'll beh luvleh on yehr knees, doll,” he declared. “Yeh wanna show me?”

He watched contentedly as she knelt in front of him and he took her chin between his fingers, smiling down at her. “Keep yehr 'ead up... good girl,” he drawled. “Look like a girl tha' knows wha' sheh's doin'...”

She parted her lips, blinking up at him.

“Pretteh lips...” he hummed, dragging his thumb across her bottom lip, tilting his head to the side expectantly. “Open wider for meh.” He groaned as she sucked him into her mouth instantly. “Relax yehr throat,” he snapped, his voice trailing off into a moan when his tip hit the back of her throat. “Oh, wha' a good girl...” he hummed.

She moaned around him, tried to keep him there as he gripped on to her hair, clearly not finished yet, his undivided attention on her as she choked on him momentarily.

“Beau'iful,” he remarked. “Sooch a luvleh girl.” He hummed as he dragged her off him, licking his lips as he watched her clear her throat, her eyes shiny. “More than yeh're used teh, eh?”

Before she could catch her breath, his grip tightened again, forcing his cock down her throat and she tried her best to comply, eager for more of his praise.

“Thaa's it, sweet'eart,” he drawled as she swallowed around him again, stayed where he held her. “'ow wet's yehr cunt rehyt now, eh? Get off feelin' me cock in yehr mouf?”

He could tell she was struggling, took mercy on her and letting her catch her breath, stroking back her hair. “Vereh pretteh,” he hummed, drawn in by her swollen lips. “Would yeh like teh sit on me cock?” He tilted his head, surprised when she leaned into the touch of his hand. “Or d'yeh like teh joost beh used? Lie yeh down 'n I'll give yeh a nice fook?”

Even if she'd found her voice, she wouldn't have known what to say to him, too absorbed in his promises, everything he offered, had during the meeting gotten the impression he was all business, that the warnings of him were focused on the threat rather than the temptation of him, but she wondered now how many of his glances she'd misinterpreted, realised more and more that his mind was filthier than his manners when conducting business suggested.

“Yehr eyes lit up,” he remarked. “Like bein' pushed 'round? I could do tha', doll... yeh joost relax 'n do nofin'... joost take me cock...” He watched the excitement in her eyes. “Might beh sore 'n for a couple of days, but... promise yeh'll beh properleh fooked 'n taken care of.”

“Mr Turner...”

Jade gasped when he let her come up for air, had mostly let her suck his cock at her pace as he'd gotten lost in his story, though then refused to let her draw back, forced her down again and made her struggle so blissfully that the look in her eyes was worth it when she stared back at him. “Alexander...”

“Yehr mouf is fookin' luvleh...” he drawled. “Sooch a good girl...” He brushed his fingers through her. “Keepin' me cock wet while I tell yeh the storeh... yeh like tha', dun't yeh?”

She took his hand when he held it out for her, let him guide her into his lap. “Was she able to handle it?” she asked. “You fucked her?”

The sound of her voice had him almost losing control, as much as he enjoyed telling her the story, he really just reveled in her admiration. “Sit down on me cock, doll.”

“Alexander.” She blinked back at him, whining when his fingers closed around her throat.

“I fooked 'er,” he stated, squeezing lightly. “Overestimated 'erself though... 'ad teh stop meh at sum point... insisted teh suck me cock though, kept fankin' meh for takin' care of 'er...” As proud as he was, he was now speaking impatiently, watching her closely, an edge to his voice when his voice cut through the silence again. “On me cock. Now.”

Her grip tightened on his shoulder and she shifted her hips instantly, her head dropping down on his shoulder as his hand pushed down roughly to push her down in his lap and he filled her mercilessly, all at once and demanding to be felt, groaning loudly at the way she squeezed him in trying to adjust, her fingers digging into his shoulder. “Yesss,” he hissed. “Tha's me girl...”

“Alexander,” she whimpered breathlessly, the friction of his cock dragging against her walls too much, too blissful. “I-I... I love you.”

He stroked his hand down her back, possessively pressing down on her lower back to arch her body, to fill her deeper. “I luv yeh, Jade.”

The look in his eyes took her breath away, the depth of them, the intensity and devotion, and he pulled her in with his fingers still wrapped around her throat, capturing her lips in a deep kiss, consuming and with an overwhelming passion, the bitterness of smoke and whisky demanding to be tasted, the spice of his cologne intoxicating, the heat of his body forceful, his words slurred against her lips irresistible.

[kimvvantae]

puzzle; 6 (m)

➜  you and jungkook are best friends of a lifetime, even though your personalities are like unmatching pieces of a puzzle. the line between friendship and something more has never been crossed between you two - but that changes after a break up and a drunken night, when you not-so-accidentally cross this line to something much more. what happens when after this accident your non-matching puzzle pieces seem to match in a way you’ve never imagined?

pairing: jungkook x (f) reader

genre: smut, angst, comedy; friends with benefits au; college au

warnings: lots of swearing, unprotected sex (use condoms y’all kids)

rating: 18+

word count: 13k wooohoooooo

A/N: i listened to the same 4 songs over and over again while writing and i think it kind of sets the mood for this chapter so hm if you guys like listening to music while reading here goes a small playlist:

Jungkook - If you (read the lyrics pls)

Whitesnake - Is This Love

BTS - Jamais Vu

Sam Smith - Lay Me Down

enjoy!

➜  Chapters: check up masterlist in bio!

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“You’re acting weird.”

You finally look up when you hear this, just to see Hoseok frowning at you.

“I’m not.” You’re quick to say, shrugging.

“You’re really acting weird. Is everything okay?” Hoseok insists, crossing his arms.

Hoseok is not what bothers you the most, though, but another pair of eyes watching you like a hawk.

Jimin knows why you’re acting weird. Since that day at Joy’s house, he has been staring at you like this constantly - half judging, half worried. 

It’s very annoying, to be honest.

“I’m just… a little bit stressed.” You admit, shrugging again. Fortunately, Hoseok isn’t as observant as Jimin, so he seems convinced.

“So, what did you guys want?” You ask, changing the topic. They came after you in the cafeteria while you have lunch after all.

“Ah! I almost forgot,” Hoseok starts. “You quit your job at the coffee shop, right?”

“Yes. It was way too stressful and my boss was a bitch.” You huff. 

“So you’ll be free this weekend?” He asks. You nod, but if he’s about to invite you to a party or something, you’re ready to say no. “The thing is, you know that me and Jimin have this job as waiters, right? There’s a wedding this weekend and they’re needing staff. So, if you’re interested, you can come with us on Saturday night. The payment is decent and it’s just easy stuff to do.”

Your mood lightens up at this. “Yeah, sure! I’ll go. I really need money right now.”

Hoseok smiles and claps his hands together. “Alright! I’ll send you all the information later. They’ll give you a uniform, so don’t worry about clothes. I have to go now. Bye!”

He leaves.

Jimin stays.

You just keep eating quietly, Jimin’s heavy gaze on you, until you finally get annoyed.

“Jimin, what do you want?” You cross your arms and glare back.

Jimin slowly quirks one eyebrow. “Won’t you ask me if Jungkook’s going?”

“Why would I ask if he’s going or not?”

“Because you guys aren’t talking anymore.”

“Thank you so much for reminding me of this, Jimin." 

He realised that he went a little too far just by seeing your clenched jaw and the anger in your eyes. Jimin sighs and shrugs. "Anyways, yes, Jungkook is going. But not to work as a waiter, he’ll take pictures instead.”

“So what?" 

Jimin swipes his hand over his face and shakes his head as if he can’t believe what he’s seeing. "I think you’re so stupid. Both of you. My fucking God.”

“You know what, Jimin? That’s none of your business.” You finally get up and take the tray rather roughly, walking away without looking back.

Maybe you were a little too rude with Jimin, but he’s being unbearable these days. 

It’s been one month since that day at Joy’s house - one month since you and Jungkook have been avoiding each other like the plague.

And maybe you were a little too rude with him because deep down, you know he’s right.

As usual.

tae: wyd?? 👀👀

you: working

tae: ??? didn’t u quit ur job

you: yea

you: it’s one night thing

you: i need the 💸💸

tae: oh

tae: ok

tae: i’ll ask later then

you: wAIT

you: ask what??????

tae: later

tae: u should work first~

you: but im curious

you: i can’t work if im curious >:(

tae: 🙊

you: tae????

you: taeeeeeeee

you: TAEHYUNG

He doesn’t reply anymore.

You groan, shoving your phone on your back pocket again, and leave the restroom. The guests hadn’t arrived yet since the wedding ceremony is still ongoing, but the kitchen is already a mess: people yelling orders, the delicious scent of good food in the air, cooks cooking (duh) and waiters getting ready. The boss has already given you the last instructions, but it’s not as if working in an event like this is a difficult task: serve the guests, smile, be polite, walk around the hall, try not to break the crystal glasses that cost more than what you can pay.

The hotel is pretty fancy, actually. You were expecting a smaller wedding. Not that this is a problem, of course. The only problem here are the heels that all women are forced to use; it’s not too high, but walking around endlessly the whole night in these will be painful for sure. The rest of the uniform is that standard - black pants, white button shirt, black vest and bow tie, hair tied in a perfect high bun, simple makeup. 

You walk to the hall to make the last adjustments in the decoration. Pretty much everything is in place, so there isn’t much to do. The tables are organized, the floor is pristinely clean, the white flower bouquets are in place. A DJ will be in charge of music tonight.

You stand at the back of the hall, almost hidden, just to check your phone once more; no new texts. Now, you can’t stop thinking about what Taehyung wants to ask. He knows you’d get all curious. You and Taehyung have grown closer these days: late phone calls, endless texts, random memes at random times. You hadn’t gone on a proper date yet, though - and you don’t think you want to.

Taehyung is a nice guy and a good friend, but you don’t want to take things to the next level - even though this seems to be Taehyung’s intention since the beginning. He has been insisting in you for quite a long time now meanwhile all you do is keep a certain distance. You didn’t really give him any real hopes yet and you’re afraid that Taehyung might be reading your actions in the wrong way. Truth be told, it’ll be so shitty of you to keep his hopes high when you won’t go anywhere with this.

Your feelings are all messed up. 

Because you shouldn’t even be feeling anything in the first place.

Ironically, you’ve never been friends with benefits with anyone before. You did have some fuck buddies in the past, though - but you were never friends with any of them. You never got involved with any of your actual friends. Sure, there was that night when drunk-you and drunk-Jimin made out at a party (you don’t talk about it), but at that time, you had just joined college and neither you nor Jungkook were close to Jimin yet, so it doesn’t really count. Also, you and Jimin never had sex - you just kissed, nothing more.

But of course dumb you had to be friends with benefits with your best fucking friend. Of course you had to destroy your friendship like that. Everyone knows that sex is a friendship destroyer. Everyone!

One month without Jungkook felt like being in the desert without rain. You have good friends, but none of them are that special person that’s somehow able to read you mind and understand you even if you don’t say anything. None of them know the type of meme you’d laugh at, none of them sent you random snaps at random times of the day. Worst of all - you didn’t watch Endgame together, when you’ve been watching every Marvel film together ever since you both started obsessing over heroes years ago. Every. Single. Marvel. Film.

You didn’t get to see Jungkook crying during the last scenes of Endgame. Jimin didn’t say if he cried or not, but you know he cried.

That’s devastating.

Truth be told, you don’t even miss sex. Sure, you and Jungkook are the perfect match in bed, and you caught yourself masturbating at night wishing it were Jungkook’s fingers inside of you instead (touching yourself has never been so depressing), but what you actually miss to the point it hurts your chest are the small, familiar things. The comfortable silence. The funny banter. Going to Burger King together late at night after a party or when none of you want to cook. Showing each other funny videos or discussing about the latest chapter of the manga you’re both reading. Jungkook ignoring your texts for hours because he’s too focused on playing Overwatch. You even miss the way he never lets you eat the last slice of pizza, goddammit.

You simply miss him.

What leads you to another thought - something that has been growing stronger in your mind.

After days of self denial, you finally admitted that you were jealous of Jungkook and Joy.

There’s no other explanation for the way you acted that day at her house. You were mad that she was touching him and getting too close. That’s weird. You’ve never really been the jealous type. You never minded when people tried to flirt with Jungkook.

You’re not jealous of friends.

Even so, you had a jealousy attack and didn’t rest until Jungkook’s attention was yours again.

Being totally honest with yourself, you’ve been jealous of Joy ever since you found out she was interested in him.

…what the fuck?

Something inside of you have changed, and only now you’re brave enough to admit. Somewhere along the road, you stopped seeing Jungkook as just a friend. He’s currently in that blurry and confusing level - not only a friend, but at the same time, not more than a friend. You don’t know what the fuck he is anymore.

More importantly… do you want to be more than friends?

If you and Jungkook make up, will you be able to go back to what it was - just friends?

Or are you just being possessive? Did you start seeing him in a different way just because you realized you’re about to lose him?

You don’t know the answer to none of those questions. What you know at the moment is that being away from him fucking hurts. You have the same friends, go to the same places, study at the same university, but barely see each other anymore. What’s that thing people say? You just start valuing things after you lose them.

Jimin asked you not to play with Jungkook’s feelings. What he doesn’t know, though, is that you’re so confused about yours that you don’t have time to play with his feelings.

When you realize the guests are about to come, you force your brain to focus on your current task. You stand back with the rest of the waiters as, slowly, the elegant guests get into the hall, sitting at their respective tables, and soon the place is filled with conversation, laughter and music. 

After everyone took their places, the main couple finally come.

The lights change. The DJ plays a special song. Guests stand up and applaud when they enter the hall, smiling, and walk to the center to have their first dance as a married couple.

You could have noticed how the bride’s dress was beautiful. You could have noticed how her front teeth was dirty with lipstick and how the groom tried to discreetly tell her about this. You could have even noticed how one of the kids was starting to have a tantrum and his mother half-screamed, half-whispered, if you don’t be quiet you’ll be grounded for one month!

But you don’t notice any of that, because the photographer enters the hall right after the couple does.

Your heart flutters in a funny way.

Jungkook is wearing a suit (you don’t even remember the last time you saw him in a suit); black and simple, but it fits him so well. He isn’t much different from all the other man, except for his long hair - his black hair is so long he can probably tie it now - and his ear piercings. He holds his camera to eye level, capturing every moment he can from the couple’s first dance, a backpack with other tools hanging from his shoulder. 

Everyone else is focusing on the couple - but you can’t look at anything else but him.

He looks so handsome and focused and hot and-

Hey, you’re here to work!, you remind yourself angrily, shaking your head and walking back to the kitchen.

Drink after drink, tray after tray - you and the other waiters and waitresses walk around the hall to serve the guests. It’s not a difficult work, but still tiring nevertheless. It’s also hard to balance yourself and the trays with these high heels. Soon, you’re immersed in the work and momentarily forget about everything else, although (unconsciously) you try to avoid being seen by a specific someone.

Time passes by and the party goes on. Parents make heartfelt speeches, everyone cries. The DJ plays popular songs and soon the dancefloor is full. Alcohol already starts to get into their heads. Men are either speaking and laughing too loud or crying, hugging the groom. Women already forgot their high heels and their elegance, twerking shamelessly and screaming. Kids do the usual - run, yell, fall and cry - and they almost throw you on the ground twice. Someone spills champagne on the floor; you rush to clean it before someone ends up slipping. There’s the eventual noise of glass breaking. A certain dude has asked for your help far too much and you start to avoid him, noticing that he’s staring at your ass. Another guest pukes and is taken to the infirmary. As usual, you hear old women complaining about the food, how the decoration is ugly, how one waiter was rude, how the DJ doesn’t play the songs they want-

“The photographer is so hot! What’s his name?!” You hear someone giggling.

You gulp.

Jungkook is just doing his job, but that boy can’t go unnoticed, not even when he tries. You don’t know if he saw you yet, and honestly, you hope he didn’t.

Just do your job. Just do your job.

The night goes on. Your left foot hurts and you need to pee, but gladly most of the guests have already left - the groom and bride left first and the party went on without them -, the hall is almost empty, which means it’s almost ending. Now, you busy yourself with cleaning the hall.

“Man, I’m dead,” Hoseok groans, stretching his back. You nod, putting some empty glasses on a tray to take them back to the kitchen.

“Now imagine bearing it all in heels,” you say, not being able to keep your nice posture anymore. Not that there are many guests anyway - most are too drunk or sleeping on the tables. The DJ is still diligently playing, though. 

“The night was productive after all,” Jimin chirps happily, approaching you two with a smug  grin on his lips. You see he’s holding a small paper between his fingers… someone’s phone number.

“Son of a bitch,” you say under your breath. Jimin just shrugs and smirks. Much obviously, you apologized for your rudeness before you came. The fact that he forgave you so easily made everything worse, honestly. Jimin is a nice guy with his friends (way too nice for his own good sometimes) and it just shows how he doesn’t deserve to be treated in a rude way.

“I’m just taking the chances life gives me!” He chirps again, making you roll your eyes.

“Anyways, what’s wrong with Jungkook?” Hoseok wonders, crossing his arms and frowning. “He didn’t come over the entire night. Is he avoiding us?”

You gulp.

Instantly, your eyes travel to where he stands in the nearly-empty dance floor. He smiles politely to some women that stand around him. Everyone’s obviously too drunk and they’re probably talking nonsense.

He’s avoiding me, you realize sadly. 

“He’s working, Hoseok. His job won’t end if the guests keep asking for pictures.” Jimin is quick to say, what indeed makes sense, but Jimin also knows very well why he has been keeping his distance. Hoseok is the only one that doesn’t notice the strange tension in the air.

When you notice you’ve been staring for an embarrassing long time, you immediately shift your gaze to the dirty plates in front of you, organizing them in a pile to take them to the kitchen. You came here to work. That’s it. Focus-

An excited scream tears the air.

“I loooove this song!” One of the girls on the dance floor scream, the one that has been clinging on Jungkook ever since the crowd started to dissipate. Much obviously tipsy, her eyes were glued on him the entire night (not that you’ve been noticing the people checking him out. Of course not). “Jungkookie, dance with me!”

You almost gasp.

Jungkookie?!

That’s when you finally notice the face Jungkook is making - and you try your best not to laugh.

He has that look that means oh my fucking God someone please take me out of this situation.

The two boys by your side don’t try to hide the laughter as well as you, watching the desperate Jungkook try to turn her offer down - an awkward smile, eyes shifting from her, a muttered apology (I still have some work to do…) but the thirsty girl is surprisingly insistent (you can stop for a little bit, come on!).

“I feel sorry for him,” Hoseok almost chokes as he tries to stop his giggles. You kind of feel sorry, too. He can’t be rude to a customer, otherwise he’d be punched by her relatives - not that Jungkook would be rude anyway. He steps back, scratches the back of his neck. The girl is almost climbing him. He looks around desperately, trying to find a way to escape-

“Why don’t you help him, Y/N?” Jimin says sweetly.

You side eye the sugar-coated snake you call friend. “Jimin.” Is all you say in a warning manner.

Someone that doesn’t understand the situation wouldn’t think anything weird, because you’re actually used to save Jungkook from crazy girls. The thing is, sometimes he’s too nice to turn girls down - and yes, girls do chase him. When he’s not interested in them, you’d usually understand the situation and run on his rescue, most times pretending to be his girlfriend so the girls would stop bothering him. It’s something funny and you’d always laugh your asses off right after.

Not now.

You definitely don’t want to laugh now.

Jimin is being far from innocent. He just wants to push you two into each other. He may have good intentions, but he’s not considering the fact that you don’t feel ready to face Jungkook - not when your feelings are so messed up. This ain’t happening.

“Yeah, Y/N. Jungkook looks pretty desperate,” Hoseok remarks, again, oblivious to the tension lingering in the air.

“Jungkook can handle himself very well. He doesn’t need my help.” Even though Jimin feels your menacing glare and sees your jaw clench, this boy is very brave and insists:

“Come on, Y/N! It won’t hurt.” He says innocently.

Yes, it will hurt. It already hurts, dumbass.

“Did you guys forget that we’re here to work? I don’t want to be reprimanded.”

“The hall is near empty. There’s literally nothing to do anymore.” Hoseok doesn’t understand why you’re glaring at him now.

You’re trying to control your nerves, but it’s getting hard not to feel your stomach jump in a weird way and your fingertips tremble. Just the idea of approaching him makes you weak, and not in a good way. Why these people can’t just leave you alone?!

“Do you think that avoiding him forever will work?” Jimin hisses on your ear, low enough so only you can listen, finally showing how pissed he really is.

What he says gets you.

Avoiding each other isn’t working, you know this very well. You remember the way you used to deal with things in the past - talking. Sure, you won’t be able to really talk right now, but at least you’ll have a chance to approach him.

You don’t want to. You really don’t. But at the same time, you want to. You miss Jungkook. 

Besides, he can’t run away from you in this situation.

You take a deep breath and gulp, trying to ease the tension. Come on. I know Jungkook. He’s the same bastard I’ve known my whole life. Stop being a pussy. I’m not a pussy!

“Just to make clear,” you whisper back to Jimin. “I fucking hate you.”

“You love me.” You wish you could rip that triumphant smirk off his face.

You walk over to the dance floor.

The few couples dance slowly and intimately. Because of course it had to be a slow dance. Of course it had to be a romantic song. Haha. Of course. The Universe must be playing some trick on you. 

Jungkook managed to run away from the girl, trying to hide in the corner of the hall, and she’s searching for him like a hawk. You wonder if she’s this drunk or if she’s just stupid. A guy literally running away from you isn’t already a message enough?

You walk quickly to where he stands, and the moment Jungkook turns around and lays his eyes on you, shock covers his features.

“Y/N-?”

“Quick, dance with me,” you say hurriedly, placing his hands on your waist. “She’s coming.”

Instead of questioning, Jungkook immediately starts to play along as you place your own hands on his shoulders. You discreetly watch when the girl finally finds you.

She stops on her tracks.

“She saw us?” He asks without looking back.

“Yes.”

“And?”

You see fire in her eyes.

“If she had a gun, she’d probably shoot me.” The girl looks outraged that you stole her chance to grind on him. “Oh, she’s turning away.”

Jungkook sighs in relief. “Thanks God. She’s been bothering me all night!” You can’t help but giggle.

For a millisecond, it feels like nothing has changed.

But then you look at each other for the first time.

It might be dramatic, but you almost feel that the temperature drops around you.

Oh shit.

You avoid each other’s gazes at the same time. It feels so tremendously awkward to be in front of him again - especially when you’re slow dancing in the dim light of the hall, almost hidden. It feels uncomfortably intimate. Especially because you’re both keeping a distance that normal couples wouldn’t. You probably look like a weird couple at a prom party that were forced to dance together.

It feels foreign.

The way you touch each other doesn’t feel right. You have touched each other in the most intimate and obscene ways, yet the simple touch of his hands on your waist doesn’t feel right. Despite this, you feel your blood boiling with a strange type of excitement; you missed him so damn much. Even in this uncomfortable situation, you can’t help but feel a little bit happy. You didn’t know you’ve been craving for his touch so much up until now.

What’s weird is that you don’t even feel like this in a sexual way. You’re not aroused. Considering how your relationship became strictly sexual these past months, your lack of arousal to be around him is weird.

The butterflies in your stomach and the way your hands are shaking a little bit is also weird.

For some moments, you just sway from side to side in an overwhelming silence. You have no choice but to listen intently to the song being played. As if you already don’t feel fucked up enough, you’re forced to listen to a love song - an 80s love song on top of that. Of course it has to be Is This Love by Whitesnake. Of course. Haha.

“Uhm… thanks.” Jungkook finally breaks the silence. His voice lacks confidence. He probably never talked to you like this.

“Just helping out a friend,” you say and instant regret smashes you. You don’t know if he’s still your friend. 

Jungkook looks scarily annoyed for a second. “A friend. Sure.”

Is it inappropriate to notice how he looks handsome when he clenches his jaw?

Honestly, has Jungkook always been this handsome?

Sure, he has always been like this. Maybe not seeing him in a long time made you feel this way. His hair has grown a lot. He looks extra fine in this suit. Every man looks better in a suit, but Jungkook looks like a deity. 

The butterflies in your stomach are going crazy.

You did miss him a lot. 

The silence makes you pay attention to the song again.

Wasted days and sleepless nights

But I can’t wait to see you again…

Hah, I know how it feels, you think - what makes you widen your eyes, shocked with your own thoughts. No. You won’t suddenly relate to a cliche 80s love song. 

Right?

“H-How’s school going?” You stutter. Are you trying to do small talk? For real?

“It’s doing fine,” he simply says. Oh fuck. Not good. He sounds so uninterested in your weak attempt at engaging a conversation it hurts. You came here to try and talk about what really matters, but you don’t feel ready to do it yet. Can’t he understand it?!

It looks like your presence bothers him, honestly.

That’s new.

Wow. Your heart suddenly feels clenched.

Awkward.

Why am I feeling this way?

A heavy silence weighs on you again. This isn’t going as planned - not that you planned anything in the first place. You’re going through a lot of weird sensations now.

Why is that?

You look at Jungkook timidly (timid and Jungkook are two words that used to not make any sense together in the past), but he doesn’t look back. You avoid his gaze again.

Being hit by a truck would hurt less.

What’s happening?

Why are you so damn confused?

When the song hits its chorus, you start to think the Universe is definitely playing with you. The deep voice of the singer floats in the air:

Is this love 

That I’m feeling?

Is this the love

That I’ve been searching for?

Fuck you, Whitesnake. 

For real. 

Fuck. You.

“Did Taehyung ask you?”

This brings you back to reality in an instant.

“What?” You look at him, confused. Why is he talking about Taehyung of all people out of nowhere?

You’ve always been very good at reading Jungkook, but right now, he’s unreadable.

“So he didn’t.” He says blatantly, devoid of any emotion. “I thought he would have already.”

“What are you talking about?”

“He talked to me about a double date.” Jungkook replies, looking back at you for the first time - again, a blank face. “You and him, me and Joy.”

Your blood honestly feels like frost.

It’s like you lost the ability to move or talk for a moment. You blink and gulp, trying to keep composed.

“What? Why?”

“Because he said it’d be fun. And less awkward, since I’m not very close to Joy yet and you’re not very close to him.”

Again, you don’t say anything for long seconds.

“But we’d just be cockblocking each other during the whole date,” you say.

“I know. I think the idea of a double date sounds weird, too. It’s not as if we don’t know them.”

You remember what Taehyung texted you earlier today; he said he’d ask something later. Is he going to ask you out?

He thinks that, since you and Jungkook are best friends, you could ease the tension and even help each other out.

This is so fucked up.

The immediate answer that comes to your mind is no. You don’t want to go on a date with Taehyung when you’re not interested in him. It’d be cruel; you don’t want to keep his hopes high. 

But as you’re about to say it, you stop.

What if Jungkook wants to go?

All this time, you’ve only been considering your feelings. Your confusion, your wishes - it’s always about you. You don’t know if you want to be just Jungkook’s friend, but you don’t know if he wants to be more than a friend - or if he wants to be your friend at all. The fuck buddies thing started because you asked. Not even once did you think about him.

Is this what Jimin meant when he asked you to not play with Jungkook’s feelings?

How selfish you’ve been acting all this time?

What if he’s been developing feelings for Joy and now decided to try something? He’s probably feeling hurt because you’ve not been acting like a good friend. You’re always putting yourself first.

That’s why you hear yourself asking:

“Do you want to go?”

It’s scary how every tiny little piece of you wishes he’ll say no.

But Jungkook tilts his head and says:

“Yes. I know it sounds weird, but we can part ways as soon as we get there.”

And this is the moment you feel as cold as you’ve never felt in your life.

It’s as if your ears got obstructed for a moment, because you can’t hear anything but your heartbeat. You can’t even see properly for a second. Yet, you ignore all that, gulp and nod.

It’s time to be a good friend for once.

It’s time to put Jungkook’s wishes first - even though it crushes your heart.

“Okay.” You say quietly.

You’re coming to the conclusion that you’re a walking disaster.

You’ve never been so nervous before a date in your life - but this is not the usual type of nervousness, when people are excited to meet their crush and impress them etc etc. You’re nervous because you don’t want to go. You thought of coming up with a thousand excuses (from the classical “I’m sick :(” to “Seulgi’s sick I gotta take care of her :(” to “my cat’s sick :(” but then you remembered you don’t have a cat to “I’m being chased by the police and I gotta leave the country :(”), but in the end, you couldn’t bring yourself to lie.

Not when Taehyung sounded so painfully happy when you said you’d go.

That’s why you should have said no: Taehyung doesn’t deserve this. He’s a good person and he will certainly get hurt when you tell him you’re not interested. Who cares about Jungkook? That fucker can go on a date by himself, he’s not a kid anymore.

But…

There’s something very tiny and mean inside of you called jealousy that didn’t let you simply text an honest apology to Taehyung.

And now it’s too late, because he’s standing at your door.

Handsome as always, Taehyung wears casual clothes: it’s almost as if he didn’t put much thought on it, but he still looks drop dead gorgeous on his black baggy pants, white shirt and black beret (no other man in this planet can manage to not look stupid in a beret other than Taehyung). As usual, your brain malfunctions as it tries to process his beauty.

He has a small, beautiful smile on his lips.

Shit.

“You look beautiful,” he says, and he sounds like he means it. You did put some effort on your clothes, makeup and hair after all. Being complimented by him feels nice.

Shit.

“Thanks. You too, but that’s just your usual self,” you say thoughtlessly and instant regret slaps your face again. Yes, bitch. Flirt with him. Make things more difficult.

Taehyung looks shy for a moment. The sight is endearing.

S. H. I. T.

“You’re just being nice to me.” He tilts his head. “So, let’s go?" 

It’s too late to go back now, so you have no choice but to take his arm and show your most plastic smile. "Yeah.”

You’re definitely a walking disaster.

You two arrive in the park first and, instead of just showing your tickets and getting in, you’re forced to wait for the bastard and his hot date.

An amusement park of all places.

Not that you hate amusement parks, it’s pretty much the opposite. It’s just that everything feels so wrong. Especially how Taehyung is making a lot of effort to keep the conversation alive while you wait. It’s not hard to talk to him, though, because he’s an interesting person, but seeing his efforts hurts.

What hurts more is the sight of Jungkook and Joy arriving with locked arms.

You hope Taehyung didn’t notice you holding your breath.

Joy looks hot as always, but you don’t even look at her (yes, it’s not nice to be mad at someone that didn’t do anything wrong), eyes glued on Jungkook instead. Just like Taehyung, it seems that he didn’t put much thought on his clothes, only their styles are completely different: Jungkook wears an oversized grey t-shirt, black pants and sneakers. It might seem simple, but he can manage to look good in anything. Joy surely didn’t mind his choice of clothes.

You lock gazes for one second and proceed to avoid it.

The four of you greet. It’s hard to act natural, but you try to; you don’t want the two others to notice the weird tension between you and the black-haired bastard. Joy looks happy, too.

…

Shit.

Soon, you get into the amusement park. As expected, it’s crowded with kids, families and couples. The weather feels nice this afternoon.

“It’s been a long time since I don’t come to an amusement park,” you confess. 

“Really? Then this was a good choice. I was worried if it’d be too cheesy…” he also confesses sheepishly.

“It’s not!” You reassure him. Joy agrees with you. Jungkook keeps silent. “I just have some traumatizing memories about amusement parks.”

Taehyung quirks one eyebrow. “What?”

You sigh.

You and Jungkook end up saying in unison:

“5th grade.”

You look at each other and avoid your gazes again.

“What? What happened on 5th grade?” Joy asks excitedly.

“Our school came to an amusement park that year,” Jungkook explains.

“Why was it traumatizing?” Taehyung still seems confused.

“Because… well…” you hesitate to say.

“Because she was so short back then that they didn’t let her go on the rollercoasters. And she cried the whole trip,” Jungkook suddenly says.

You glare at him.

He has a playful smirk on his lips.

“Oh, so what about you?” You can’t help but smile, too.

“What happened to him?” Joy asks.

“He laughed at me because I couldn’t ride, but he puked his lunch after he went on the coaster and spent half of the trip in the infirmary,” you reveal. 

“You’re still bitter that you stayed with me in the infirmary?” He inquires.

“Of course I am! Also, you puked on my shoes!”

“I already apologized. Besides, I paid you banana milk for two entire weeks. Isn’t it enough?”

“It isn’t!”

“Are you saying that banana milk isn’t enough?!” He gasps. “You psycho.”

You both giggle.

Again, for one moment, it feels that everything is back to normal. You feel comfortable having these old memories, as if you never stopped being best friends, as if you have the intimacy to play like this again.

But it’s only for one moment.

You avoid gazes. It feels so out of place. 

At least the sadness in Jungkook’s eyes shows that he feels the same about this all.

Before the tension between you two can become too strong, you change the topic and engage both Taehyung and Joy in the conversation - during that moment, you two forgot about them. As wrong as it is, Taehyung is your date for the night. He’s the one you should pay attention to.

So you try to completely ignore Jungkook’s existence for a while.

You only look at Taehyung and don’t even touch your phone. You answer his questions and ask things about him. It doesn’t feel like a punishment, though, because he is an interesting person and you genuinely enjoy his company.

But you can’t help but look at Jungkook from time to time.

You can’t help but notice his smiley-eyes as he looks at her.  You can’t help but see their closure.

You can’t help but feel your heart clenching.

And then, you see yourself locking your arm with Taehyung’s.

“What’s that?” You say excitedly. “I wanna see it!”

You drag Taehyung away from the other couple until they disappear in the crowd. Only then you remember how to breathe again.

Considering all the odds, this going better than you expected.

You tried your best to completely erase Jungkook’s and Joy’s existence from your mind, and at some point it finally worked. Taehyung is a funny guy to be around. There’s something very particular and endearing about his personality that captivates you; he’s obviously trying to impress you, but he’s still being very honest. He has some type of innocence that makes you realize that this guy is seriously one of a kind. You can’t think of a single sign that he might be a bad person.

You’re genuinely enjoy this.

But not in the way Taehyung expects you to be enjoying it. 

As wrong as it is, you unconsciously end up comparing him to Jungkook. 

If Jungkook was your date, the first thing you’d both want to do is try all the rollercoasters and the wildest rides in this park. But Taehyung is scared of heights. You didn’t want to make the boy vomit his own stomach, so you ended up avoiding it - even though you really wanted to go on that orange coaster that looks high as fuck.

Taehyung didn’t really get your jokes. The fact that he still laughed politely is cute, but still - Jungkook and you have the same sense of humor. You two like the same stupid type of meme. It felt strange when you had to explain more than once a certain joke so Taehyung could understand. 

Taehyung didn’t know your favorite ice cream flavor or your favorite soda. He doesn’t know the kind of movie you like, nor your favorite series, nor your favorite singers. You know you’re being stupid - the whole point of going on a date is to get to know each other, but every now and then you end up remembering how Jungkook knows every dumb detail about you…

What makes you realize that, as much as Taehyung is an amazing guy, you are too different from each other. 

What also makes you realize that, maybe… you don’t really want to get to know anyone else.

And suddenly, an image starts to build in your mind - an image you try very hard to erase, but it’s already too strong to be forgotten.

Instead of Taehyung, you arm is locked with Jungkook’s. You’re both laughing and having fun, just like things used to be. Only now you’re not just friends. 

It’s the first time in all these years that you see yourself dating Jungkook clearly. Painfully clearly.

The cotton candy you’re eating suddenly tastes like iron on your tongue. You feel your throat tightening. All of this became painful. The fact that you’re trying so hard to forget Jungkook for a few minutes, yet he’s everything you can think of. The fact that he’s in the same park as you having a date with another girl - said girl that is a friend, by the way, someone you encouraged to be with Jungkook, and now you’re hating her existence even though she did nothing wrong, all because of jealousy. There’s also the fact that Jungkook is much obviously avoiding you.

And the most painful fact of all-

“Are you okay, YN?” Taehyung asks, the smile vanishing from his lips the moment he sees your expression. 

The fact that this incredible person likes you much more than you expected. It’s obvious now that you look at his eyes. He really likes you - a funny, smart and special guy, someone that didn’t check his phone not even once ever since this date started, someone that has been trying his hardest to make sure you’re having fun, a guy that is usually very confident, but at the moment looks very uneasy around you.

He’s the perfect guy. He wasn’t disrespectful, wasn’t trying to get into your pants, treated you very well. You went on dates that were far worse than this. There was nothing wrong with him. You’re also sure he’d be a loving and caring boyfriend.

But all you can think of is Jungkook. 

And even though you knew this date wouldn’t work, you still accepted to come anyway. You kept Taehyung’s hopes high. Just because you were jealous.

You’re definitely the worst person on this planet.

But this has to end before Taehyung gets more hurt.

“I’m not feeling very well,” you hear yourself saying. Worry covers Taehyung’s features. “What’s the problem? Was it something you ate? Do you want to go to the infirmary?”

Damn. It hurts to see him like this.

“No. Can you… can you just take me home, please?” You ask sheepishly. 

If Taehyung feels disappointed, he doesn’t let you see; he just nods instead. “Okay. Let’s go.”

And this is how you managed to destroy a perfectly fine night.

You still try not to think of Jungkook and Joy on your way back home; you don’t want to know if they’re still in the park or if they went somewhere else. The idea of what they must be doing makes your stomach twirl in a bad way. It feels like a weight installed itself on your shoulders. Everything seems too oppressive and suffocating. You can’t wait to be alone and peaceful to process all of these feelings. Fortunately, Seulgi isn’t home - she went to sleep at a friend’s house to finish a project. 

For the first time, being with Taehyung feels awkward as you walk to the front door of your apartment. You can see he isn’t exactly glad. It makes everything worse.

You stop in front of the door and you turn around to face him. Everything you have to say must be said now.

“I’m so sorry, Taehyung.” You say in an embarrassed tone, scratching the back of your neck. “I ruined everything.”

“What? No!” He’s quick to reassure. God, his eyes are beautiful… ���It’s not your fault. People feel ill, that’s normal.”

You gulp. Oh Gosh. He believed what you said. This is getting worse and worse… “I had a lot of fun today. Really.” You sigh and tilt your head tiredly. “Honestly, it was the most fun I had in a long time…”

“I had a lot of fun, too.” His smile is able to melt any frozen heart. “I noticed that you had a lot in mind, so I’m glad I was able to distract you at least a little.”

It gets you off guard. 

He’s way more observant than you expected.

“You noticed…?” You gulp, even more embarrassed. He nods. “I’m so sorry…”

“It’s fine. Everyone has a bad day every now and then. I just have to admit that I’m kind of worried about you.”

You stare at each other in silence for a while.

“Are you?” Why suddenly all you can do is make stupid questions?

Taehyung tilts his head. “Yes. You’re always such a bright person. Seeing you being quiet these days makes me sad.” First of all: did people start to realize that there’s something wrong with you? Are you acting this weird?

Second of all: that was adorable. He’s so honest about his feelings.

“To be honest, Taehyung… I’m not really a bright person,” you end up confessing in a quiet, weak voice. You don’t know why you’re saying this. You were supposed to push him away, not pull him closer. “I think I’m just used to pretend I am.”

“You don’t have to,” your eyes widen when you feel his fingertips brushing on your cheek as he gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. “You don’t have to pretend you’re fine when you’re not. To suppress this type of feeling… it hurts. Believe me, I know.” For a moment, you feel your breath hitch. The skin where  his fingers touched feels warm. He’s mesmerizing. His voice sounds like a sweet melody on your ears: deep, silky. “So, if you ever feel like opening up… I’m here, okay?” He widens his eyes for a second. “I-I mean- you can open up to Seulgi or Jungkook or Jimin, sure… anyone.”

This moment of shyness coming from him makes you giggle. “I don’t feel like opening up to anyone right now,” especially not to you, you think. “but thank you, Tae. It… it makes me really happy. I’m glad I went on this date with you.”

You shouldn’t have said that.

You shouldn’t have called him Tae.

Even though you’re saying the truth and there’s no second intentions hidden, Taehyung hears something else. 

His hand is still resting on your cheek.

And he says nothing.

He just… stares right into your eyes.

You can’t move.

You clearly see when his face starts coming closer and closer to yours, slowly but surely. You see his heavy-lidded eyes, his clouded gaze, his parted lips. You feel the thick tension in the air around you - the electricity. 

That’s when you should have pushed him away.

But you can’t.

Instead, you unconsciously close your eyes. You feel his lips ghosting over yours for a second - until his lips finally touch yours.

The kiss is suave - gentle and delicate. He doesn’t move his lips at first, merely pressing his against yours. Your body warms up in a way you haven’t felt in a long time; not because of arousal. It’s the pure excitement of being kissed.

Maybe that’s why you let him kiss you. You had forgotten how it feels like to be touched without any sexual intention. Kisses are too intimate, so you and Jungkook didn’t really kiss that often - and when you did kiss, it was always heated and obscene, tongues entangling wildly until both of you could barely breathe. It’s been a long time since someone kissed and held you like this: with gentleness and care. Taehyung isn’t treating you like a sex toy.

You melt.

Your lips part as he deepens the kiss; he is undemanding, careful and delicate. His lips taste like lip balm. No one is fighting for control, no one is desperate. It’s slow and synchronized. It’s sweet and innocent. Most importantly - it’s way different than you ever expected it to be. You never thought he’d kiss like this.

When Taehyung pulls away, the purest smile adorns his features.

“I’m sorry.” He says quietly, but he doesn’t sound sorry at all. “I should have asked permission.”

“It’s okay.” And it really is. You shouldn’t, but you liked it. 

“I'll… I’ll get going.” He says, the smile never disappearing. His eyes are also smiling. He stands there awkwardly in an adorable manner. “Can I text you later?”

“Sure.” You nod. “Good night. And thank you again.”

Taehyung grins. “Good night.”

Before leaving, he presses his lips on yours quickly one last time. 

You watch until he disappears inside the elevator, entering the apartment and standing there alone in the dark for a few seconds.

Then you unceremoniously slam your forehead against the wooden door.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You hiss between gritted teeth. “What have you done?!”

You were supposed to push him away. You should have told him the truth - that you don’t have feelings for him, that you’re confused and almost certainly in love with another guy. Instead, you just stood there and let him kiss you. You not only kept his hopes high, you increased them.

How will you get yourself out of this situation now?!

You throw yourself on the couch, grab a cushion and scream into it. I’m the worst of the worst. I’m a walking catastrophe. 

For a long time, you just lay there and torture yourself with bad thoughts. Taehyung is the nicest guy you’ve met in a really long time. If you gave him the opportunity months ago, you’re sure you’d be dating right now - and the idea isn’t even unpleasant. He’s hot and smart and funny and sweet. It’s even hard to believe that someone like him is interested in you.

But…

No. Don’t think about him.

You want to punch yourself and scream and eat tons of ice cream and cry - all at once. You’re the queen of taking bad decisions. You’re the heart crusher and friendship destroyer-

There’s someone knocking on the front door.

You sit up in a jump and frown. Is it Seulgi? Did she forget her keys?

You walk slowly around the living room, defeated as if you’ve just came home from war, your hair a mess and shoulders shrinking. You turn the doorknob and open it-

And gasp.

Because standing at your front door is the person you least expected to see.

Jungkook is casually leaning on the door frame as if his presence didn’t make you burst a lung. He looks down, eyes avoiding yours; although the hallway is considerably dark, you can see his expression well. You know him too well. You see sadness and guilt and fear in his eyes.

Your heart beats so fast that you’re afraid it’ll stop suddenly. Nervousness crawls over your skin and makes your stomach feel cold.

“J-Jungkook? What are you doing here?” You’re brave enough to stutter. You completely forgot that Jungkook used to come over so often that you gave him full permission to enter and leave the building whenever he wanted.

He doesn’t say anything.

Instead, he lifts his left hand and shows you what he’s carrying: a plastic bag full with a pack of…

Banana milk.

“I think we really need to talk.” He says quietly, his eyes meeting yours for the first time.

You inhale sharply.

He’s right. You need to talk.

The cold night breeze makes you tighten your coat around your body. Yours and Jungkook’s hairs sway softly with the wind. You can hear the sounds of the city from up here, in the empty terrace - cars, sirens, voices. A glowing map of endless streets and buildings extends itself in front of your eyes.

You’re both leaning on the railing side by side. You’re hyper aware of the distance between you - both physical and… spiritual. You’ve been standing here in silence for quite some time now, quietly drinking the banana milk he brought, and none of you were able to engage a conversation. The tension is heavy. It overwhelms your whole being. Nervousness makes your nerves tense. You can’t even look at him.

Dozens of questions float around your mind; what is he doing here? Why did he decide to come in the first place? What happened to his date? It’s still very early, he could have stayed with her much longer…

You also can’t help but feel helplessly excited that he is here. With you. Not with Joy. He took the initiative to meet you. 

You can’t lose this opportunity.

“It’s kinda cold.” Is the first thing you say. It doesn’t even sound like you.

“Yeah.” He agrees, and he also doesn’t sound like him.

The awkwardness is almost solid right now. Things used to be so different… you can’t remember one moment in the past when such an uncomfortable feeling lingered between you. 

“Hm…” you cough. “What, hm… what about you and Joy?”

Why the fuck are you asking this?, you yell at yourself.

Jungkook looks down and shakes his head. “Let’s not talk about Joy or Taehyung right now, okay?”

You shrug. “I’m just trying to start a conversation.”

“That’s not how you do it.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know how to do it anymore.”

Jungkook goes silent with this, the quick aggressiveness disappearing as soon as it came. He gulps and looks down at the banana milk between his fingers again. 

More silence.

“Can I… can I ask you something?” Jungkook says after a long while. His voice is quiet, hesitant, almost being carried away with the wind.

“What?” You feel your body heating up in anticipation. 

He finally looks up to you, and in the moment your eyes meet, you have this weird feeling that everything except him looks blurred.

“Why did you start dating Mike?” He asks. “I warned you about him. I mean, you used to listen to me in the past.”

Oh.

Certainly not the type of question you were expecting.

What a mood killer, Jungkook.

You avoid his gaze again, trying to hide your disappointment. “Why are you asking me this now?”

“I just really want to know.” He takes one more sip of the banana milk.

A sigh escapes through your lips and you stare at the shiny city ahead. You didn’t think you’d have to bring up memories of Mike. It’s been a long time, but it still hurts to remember him.

“I… I just…” you start, trying to organize your thoughts. “You know that Mike had like a… bad relationship with his parents, right?” Jungkook nods. “Mike opened up about this to me. I saw how much it hurt him. He was lonely, broken. And I…” this is being way harder than you expected. You shrug, shake your head. “I don’t know. I was just being my stupid self. I thought I could… I wanted to fix him. I realized that I have this heroine complex, you know?” You side eye him sheepishly. “But there are a lot of things I can’t fix… I’m better at breaking things, not fixing them.”

“Don���t say that. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to help people.” The confidence in which Jungkook says this makes, yet again, an odd sensation set in your stomach. 

It is probably the first time Jungkook managed to make you blush in your entire life.

A little more silence.

“Did you actually like him?” You can barely hear his voice.

You have no idea why he’s making this questions. Why is he bringing up Mike after so long?

“Well… yes.” You can’t lie right now. “I did.” You make sure to reinforce the did. It’s in the past.

Jungkook nods and says nothing. He takes another banana milk from the plastic bag and opens it.

You inhale, building up your courage to ask something you’ve been wanting to know for a long time. He touched this subject anyway.

“You asked me something, now it’s my turn to ask you something.” Jungkook nods. You have the feeling that he already knows what’s coming. “Why did you break up with Yeri?”

“She broke up with me.”

Oh.

“Why?” You repeat. You can see that Jungkook gets clearly uncomfortable, but you’re not letting him go without an answer - and he already knows how stubborn you can be, too. He shifts, tilts his head, exhales heavily.

“It just didn’t work out.”

“But you liked her. And she liked you, too.” It was pretty obvious to anyone that saw them together. 

Jungkook takes a long while to speak again. “I did like her. A lot.” The way his voice sounds fragile surprises you. Seeing him like this is very rare. Jungkook isn’t one to get all emotional too often. It seems that confessing this to you is important to him, somehow.

It also scares you a tiny bit. What if Jungkook still likes her, just like you suspected in the past?

“I didn’t want things to end the way they did.” He continues. His eyes are far away, watching old memories. His shoulders seem tense. He fiddles with the small banana milk bottle between his fingers. “But… some things aren’t meant to be, it doesn’t matter how much you want them to.”

This answer sounds… way too vague. Not what you want to hear. You know there’s more behind their break up, but just by looking at Jungkook you see that he isn’t telling you anything else. Well, this is the most he ever said about his past relationship in almost one year. It’s better than nothing.

And back to silence.

You want to push this awkwardness away. But how? You don’t feel as close to Jungkook as you always were. It’s not as if you could simply say anything in this moment… especially because, somehow, you feel that Jungkook expects you to do something, even though he came all the way to your apartment just to talk.

Say something, goddamnit!

“I’m sorry.” you blurt out.

Jungkook looks at you, but you’re not strong enough to look back at him. You hold the tiny bottle so tightly that it might get smashed at any moment; that’s just how nervous you are.

“Sorry for what?” he asks quietly. You hear the expectation in his voice… almost as if he’s holding his breath.

You can’t help but gulp. I’m not good with this type of thing. 

“For everything.” you hate the way your voice sounds so damn fragile. Being sincere like this is somehow… painful. But that’s what Jungkook expects of you: sincerity. So you keep talking, although you don’t know the right words to express yourself. “I… I don’t know why things got like this between us…” you almost gasp. “I mean, I know why. We know why. And I feel very responsible.”

“You have this habit of taking the blame to yourself, isn’t it?” He murmurs. Jungkook shakes his head softly and passes his hand on his hair.

“But I was the one to propose it in the first place.”

“And I agreed.”

“Okay, but…” you have to stop for a moment to recover your breath. “I don’t know, I just feel sorry. I didn’t think of anyone except me all along. I’ve been an awful person to you… and awful friend. Also…” you need to stop again. Why is it so hard to speak? It feels as if there’s something obstructing your throat; the words hardly come out. “What I did that day at Joy’s house… it was wrong. I’m sorry that I made you upset that day.”

Jungkook sighs heavily. You’re still scared to look at him. 

“I’m sorry about that day, too. I was rude to you.” Is he apologizing for calling you a slut while you had sex in the bathroom? Well, you definitely didn’t care about that. “I feel sorry too, Y/N. The way we drifted apart from each other…” he gesticulates with his finger between you and him. “The fault is on us both. I already told you, you shouldn’t take all the responsibility to yourself. We were both stupid.”

“Very stupid.” you both chuckle. You feel your heart lightening up for a moment; that strong tension still hovers around you, but now it feels like a different type of tension. Seeing that tiny smile in Jungkook’s lips makes your heart race. 

You finally look at each other.

The shadows of the night paint Jungkook’s face. His hair sways with the wind softly. His dark eyes shine as much as diamonds. You never really understood the expression “to get lost in someone’s eyes…” 

Well… now you do.

The small moment you two share feels fragile… featherlight. You’re scared that if you say or do something wrong, it’ll break and disappear. You’re scared to break him. To break yourself. This makes you remember that, ever since you were kids, Jungkook has always been the most fragile of you two. He has always been the most sensitive, the one to get hurt easily. Jimin was right all along. How could you do this to him? Why did you let this happen between you two? 

“I missed you.” your voice is barely a whisper. Admitting this makes you feel exposed and relieved at the same time. Your throat feels even tighter.

“I missed you, too.” he confesses. 

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry, too.”

You smile at each other.

That’s the moment you almost confess something more… your confused feelings for him. You feel the urge to say that you don’t see him as just a friend anymore; that you don’t want to be just a friend anymore.

But something holds you back.

This is maybe the moment when you’re finally being able to reconcile. You don’t know if Jungkook feels the same about you; you don’t want to push him away by throwing your feelings over him. This might destroy you friendship forever.

Then, you decide to keep it all to yourself. At least for now.

“So,” Jungkook says, sighing. “What about that group project?”

You quirk one eyebrow up. “I’m pretty sure you know about the group project.”

Jungkook giggles. “Jimin has been annoying you, too?” you nod. He shakes his head. “He’s a little shit, isn’t he?”

“Yes. He had good intentions, at least.” You shrug. 

“He could be a little more subtle, though.” You can’t help but agree. “Congratulations for getting the highest grade.”

“Thank you. Jimin also told me that you’ve been talking to some important people…”

Jungkook smiles beautifully with this. “Yes. It’s a director. He said that he likes my work and that I have talent. I think he’ll invite me to work with him as a trainee for a while.” Your eyes widen in a surprised expression.

“Really?! That’s great, Kook!” It feels so nice to call him Kook again after so long. Slowly, you feel that unbearable tension vanishing and all that’s left is you and him. Two people that know each other better than you know yourselves for most of your lives. In a matter of seconds, the distance that put you apart for months seems to disappear. 

Suddenly, you feel a cold drizzle start falling over your heads. Jungkook frowns. “I think we should get down there.”

“Yes.” Before you can think better, you blurt out: “You can sleep here if you want.” Perhaps you shouldn’t have said that, because Jungkook’s frown deepens as he stares at you with suspicion. A shiver of fear runs down your spine. “Hey, that’s not what I mean.” You’re quick to say, waving your hands. “Before this sex thing started there was just us, remember? I… I miss us.”

Jungkook thinks for some moments, his eyes never leaving yours. 

Then, a tiny smile makes its way to his lips - and you’re happy to see that the smile reaches his eyes, too. “Okay.”

“Wait- so Irene and Jennie made up?” Jungkook asks from the kitchen, surprised.

“That’s what it looks like. I mean, they did post some photos together on Instagram.” you say while adjusting the pillows and blankets on the mattress you placed in the living room. Yours’ and Seulgi’s friends come to sleep over a lot, so you’re used to do it - you even bought some spare sheets and blankets for this occasion. 

“But you can’t be sure that they are together just because of some photos.”

“Yeah, but you know Seulgi. She jumped to conclusions. Being honest, they don’t look like a couple in these photos… but I don’t think there’s anything I can say that will change her mind at this point. I tried everything.”

“I don’t really think that they’ll make up this time.” Jungkook admits. You walk over to the kitchen and lean on the counter, opposite to him.

“I feel bad for her. Seulgi still loves Irene and she can’t get over it. I think it’s the first time she spends the night out in a long while… and it isn’t even to have fun. I’m worried.”

He pouts and shrugs, eyes focused in building up his sandwich. “Maybe we should just let her figure things out by herself.”

“But she’s doing nothing.”

Jungkook stops adding ketchup just to stare at you and quirk his eyebrows. “Y/N. I think I already said that you should stop trying to be a cupid, like… a million times.”

“I didn’t say I’d do something!” You do your best to sound offended. 

“I know you, woman. I’ve seen this face many times. You look like an evil gremlin.” 

“I don’t!” you cross your arms. You forgot how annoying it is that Jungkook knows you so well, because you did think of doing something to help her. You’re so tired of seeing you friend being sad all the time. All she does these days is watch Netflix and complain. She already started to look like a zombie at this point. No one can blame you for being concerned. “Besides, gremlins are cute.”

“You’re the only person on this planet that thinks this.” He shakes his head slightly, his hair waving in the process.

“Why did you let your hair grow so much?” You ask, resting your chin over your palm. 

“Because I look good with long hair.” Jungkook shrugs, a smug smirk on his face. 

“You cocky little shit.”

“Am I wrong for telling the truth?” He looks up at you again, playful. You can’t even tell he’s wrong: that long hair really matches his looks and personality. 

“Hey, are you still helping Namjoon and Yoongi?” you ask when Jungkook starts to make a fourth sandwich. Yes, you guys do eat a lot.

“Yeah. I haven’t been to the studio in a few days, but they still call me whenever they need me.” Jungkook presses his lips together and shifts a little: nervousness. “I… I kind of helped them write a song.”

“Really? But you said you were just ‘lending’ them your voice to record demos.” 

“Yeah, but I felt kind of inspired. It was just for fun, though.” He shifts his eyes to you then back to the sandwich very rapidly. “Maybe I’ll let you listen to it any other day.”

“Aw, come on! I’ve been wanting to listen to your songs for so long!” you whine.

“I said maybe. When the right time comes.”

You don’t really get what he means with it.

For a while, you just sit there and watch Jungkook. He looks so carefree and relaxed; he moves around the kitchen as if it’s his own house. He knows where everything is in the cabinets. In a way, this really is his second house considering how often he comes… even when he used to come just to fuck during these past months. It feels so nice to see him not being all tensed up and uncomfortable around you anymore. He even starts to sing quietly, his voice as sweet and smooth as cotton candy filling up the entire house.  You’re one of the few people that Jungkook feels confident enough to sing around. It’s almost a privilege.

You have been staring at him unceremoniously for so long that Jungkook frowns and looks back at you, frowning. “What?”

“Nothing.” You shake your head. “It’s just that… Namjoon is right. You could’ve been famous with this voice.” Jungkook smiles shyly. “And this face.” He turns around to open the fridge. “And this ass.”

He frowns. “Seriously?”

“What? I’m being honest. And don’t act like you don’t stare at my ass all the time.”

Jungkook chuckles and shakes his head in that way that means I can’t stand you.

“Done.” He claps his hands together. Four giant sandwiches, coke, popcorn and m&ms (let’s say that you and Seulgi don’t have exactly the healthier type of food at home). 

“Okay. I’ll take these, get changed first if you want,” you say while taking the plates to the living room. Of course there would be some of his clothes at your place.

When Jungkook sees the clothes you chose, he stares at you with an outraged expression. “My grey hoodie!”

“…yes.”

“You said you didn’t know where it was!”

You stop and click your tongue. “…funny how I found it at the bottom of my drawer tonight, huh?”

He knows you’re lying. But you won’t tell him that slept wearing his hoodie some nights because it smelled like him. He doesn’t need to know this.

“Hoodie thief.” He says and taps your head jokingly, making his way to the bathroom. You’re wearing sleeping clothes as well - and you made sure to choose your ugliest and largest ones. You don’t want Jungkook to think you asked him to sleep here just to end up having sex. 

He comes back and throws himself on the mattress by your side. You’re very aware of the immense space between you; another person could fit in here. “What are we going to watch?”

“I think I’ve watched the entire Netflix catalogue at this point because of Seulgi.” you admit, shoving popcorn inside your mouth. Jungkook takes your phone and scrolls down the Netflix page. 

“There’s always something more to watch.”

You end up arguing about what movie to watch. Actually, you spend more time arguing and scrolling down through the Netflix endless catalogue than watching something. 

You don’t touch each other not even once. The physical distance almost feels like a living being.

You end up giving up on Netflix and watching Avengers Endgame for the hundredth time anyway.

And yes - Jungkook cries at the ending of the film.

You wake up with the sunlight touching your face.

It’s awful. You close your eyes tightly and yawn, a little bit confused at first. What am I doing in the living room? You search for your phone to check the hour: it’s seven in the morning. Shit. Whenever you can sleep until late hours, you end up waking up early…

You turn your head to the side and freeze.

It’s Jungkook.

Now you remember everything. The TV is still on, which means both of you fell asleep while watching it. The empty plates and glasses are placed over the coffee table. 

You never slept together before.

There was only one time when it happened - the first and only, when you two got wasted and the whole story started. Other than that, you never slept together. First, because you had more interesting things to do other than sleep. Second, because sleeping together feels way too intimate. It didn’t matter how tired you were after fucking, when you finished cleaning up, you’d both put your clothes back on and walk back to your respective homes. You vehemently avoided doing anything that might feel too intimate - kissing, sleeping together… after a while, you even avoided looking at each other right in the eye while having sex. 

You’re not touching; there is still a great space between your bodies. Yet… just the thought that you slept with Jungkook makes your heart race.

You don’t move a single centimeter. You just lay there and… look at him.

His long hair is a mess. His face is adorably puffy, lips slightly parted. He looks peaceful. The way his chest moves up and down as he breathes is hypnotizing. 

He’s seriously so beautiful.

But now, you don’t think of it in a sexual way. Back then, you’d always admire how hot Jungkook is, his godlike physique, how lucky you were to be having sex with a guy like him… not now. You just feel mesmerized by his features. The long eyelashes touching his cheeks. The tiny moles on his face and neck. Some old acne scars. 

It’s odd, but right now, you realize just how much you’ve been missing him. It doesn’t make sense - Jungkook is right here, barely an arm apart from you. You made up last night and it seems that everything is back to normal. Still, you desperately miss him. 

Your chest fills up with something strange and unknown. It’s sweet and painful. It makes your heart feel tight, your nerves feel like burning and your eyes well up with tears. 

This is the face of the person that has been with you during most of your life. 

He’s a part of you.

The most important part of you.

In this moment, your feelings for him are so great that it seems that they can’t even fit inside of you anymore.

You watch him sleep for a long time, too scared to move and wake him up. But eventually, he sighs heavily and moves his head, indicating he’s about to wake up.

His eyes finally open and he yawns.

“Good morning.” He says when his eyes focus on you, smiling softly. Jungkook’s voice sounds deep and raspy. He stretches his arms over his head. “I mean… if it’s still morning.”

“It is,” you say softly.

He stares at the ceiling with heavy-lidded eyes. “I dreamed that babies came from eggs. Like ostrich eggs.” He chuckles. “And women gave birth to the eggs like chickens.”

You don’t say anything and just keep watching him instead.

Jungkook finally turns his head at you and frowns, still smiling softly. “What?”

“Nothing.” You say so quietly that he can barely hear.

He gazes back at you.

Slowly, the smile on his lips disappears.

You feel the tension building up around you - but this time it feels different. It’s not a bad tension like what you experienced last night at the terrace, nor is it dense like when you two were aroused and desperate to find a place and please yourselves. This time, it feels delicate but heavy nevertheless. It makes your blood boil and your heart race.

Jungkook’s eyes are serious, heavy and intense over you. All the playfulness is gone. None of you say a word. You don’t even know if you have the power to move considering how heavy the tension is.

He extends his arm and his fingertips touch your cheek. Your skin feels burning hot. Delicately, he puts a strand of hair behind your ear. It’s strange how he’s doing the exact same thing Taehyung did, but with Jungkook, this simple touch made you feel like exploding right there. 

Jungkook is the one to come closer. Closer and closer and closer. Your breathing is heavy. He caresses your cheek his his thumb. Soon, his face is right in front of yours - noses touching, eyes locked and burning with something you can’t quite name.

You stare at each other like this for a moment until his gaze finally drops to your mouth.

You both lean in for the kiss at the same time.

You have already tasted these lips multiple times before - but now, it’s different. The kiss is slow; you move your lips unhurriedly and sweetly. Yet, this kiss feels much more intense than any other you have shared before. None of those times when you kissed him desperately with luxury being the only thing on your mind comes even close to the intensity of this kiss.

It almost feels that this is the actual first time you kiss Jungkook.

Your breathing gets even heavier as the kiss deepens. His hand rests on your waist, while yours hold his neck. The sloppy sounds of your lips and tongues moving together are the only audible thing in the apartment. Your whole being screams in excitement and anticipation when Jungkook moves his body to hover over yours, not even once breaking the kiss. Your right hand grabs his smooth hair while the other travels up and down his back; your body is getting burning hot. Jungkook moans very softly. You start to feel the familiar wetness on your panties.

Jungkook leans away for a moment; his lips are red and swollen, his hair is even messier now, his dark eyes are clouded with want and something you can’t name - something so strong that he’s able to make you shiver with that look alone. He leans down again and starts to kiss and suck your neck very slowly, making soft moans escape through your lips. His hand sneaks under your baggy shirt and he squeezes your breast. Soon, his lips are on yours again and the kiss becomes much deeper. You can already feel sweat forming on your forehead. Jungkook starts to grind on you; you can clearly feel his clothed erection rub against your own core, what makes more and more strangled moans come from both of you.

This is the hottest make out session of your life. The entire atmosphere is not what you’re used to; it’s not playful, none of you say a word. No teasing, no dirty talk. All you do is try to touch each other the best you can, never once breaking the kiss. It’s as if, with this kiss, you’re having a conversation… you’re telling each other everything you’re not brave enough to say out loud.

Soon, the desperation becomes too big. There’s no time to play, you just want to have him inside of you and feel his warm skin against yours. Unceremoniously, you start to undress yourselves, kissing every spot you can find in the process - neck, chest, stomach. Your clothes are thrown around the living room. You lay on your back again and Jungkook hovers above you once more, your legs entangling around his hips as he positions his hard member on your entrance.

You always avoided this position because it is too intimate; you’re forced to look at each other like this. This time, though, it doesn’t matter. You want to look at him - and the sight of his face contorting in pure pleasure, lips parted and eyes closed tightly as he eases himself inside of you, is almost as good as the feeling of being stretched after a long time.

Jungkook doesn’t move at first. He knows he’ll hurt you if he goes too hard right from the beginning. Instead, he waits until you call his name quietly in a strangled moan - the sign he needs to start thrusting. He rests his head on your shoulder and grabs the pillow under your head tightly as he picks up his pace, slow and steady, soft groans coming from the back of his throat that make you feel goosebumps. You hold his back with both hands. You can’t shut the moans anymore.

Sweat makes your skin slippery as he thrusts faster. Jungkook licks and bites your ear, moaning right into it, and it feels that this alone could make you cum. He then leans away for a moment, creating some space between your bodies to have a better angle to keep smashing himself into you - faster and faster, stronger and stronger. The usual sound of skin hitting skin, heavy breathing and moans is all you can hear. 

You said that you didn’t ask him to sleep here just to have sex - and you weren’t lying.

But this doesn’t feel like just sex.

This isn’t fucking.

The pleasure is getting unsustainable and you both feel it. You close your legs around him even tighter and pull his face with both hands, sealing your lips in another intense, desperate kiss. It’s sloppy and unsynchronized. It’s raw and rough and so full of emotions you can’t comprehend that you feel your eyes tearing up again.

What you’re experiencing right now isn’t just two people finding pleasure in each other. It isn’t simply carnal instinct. 

It is the deepest and most sincere way to connect with another being - without any words, through touches only.

You never felt anything like this in your life - not with Mike or any of your past boyfriends and hook ups. This is beyond lust. This is beyond sex.

Jungkook breaks the kiss apart for a second  to look at you. Your gazes lock. God, he’s beautiful. Not only his appearance, but everything about him is beautiful.

And it is right now - stating deep into his eyes - that you come to a conclusion.

Jungkook has always been a part of you. But, in this exact moment, it feels like more.

It feels that you two became one.

He leans down and kisses you again. Your lips are tightly sealed when you both come at the same time.

Your trembling fingers still hold the strands of his damp hair tightly. You caress his face softly, putting some hair away from his eyes. Jungkook kisses you again. And again, and again, and again, and again.

You’re glad when he rests his head on your shoulder again, because like this, he can’t see the tears trickling down your temples.

It’s still hard to understand what just happened. Honestly, you think you’ll never fully understand.

But one thing you do understand, one thing that became as clear as the morning sky, is that your feelings for Jungkook are deeper and stronger than you ever imagined. He’s so much more than a friend.

Yet, you don’t know if he sees you the same way.

You don’t know if he felt the same things you did or if this was just one more time having sex with you. You don’t know if he still has feelings for Yeri or if he’s developing any for Joy.

You know nothing - and this fact makes your heart hurt as if it is being stabbed…

Because Jungkook, the best and most important part of you, might never be truly yours.

[nctrenjunie]

Posessive~ Haechan(M)

Author: Sera

Pairing: Haechan x Reader

Warnings: If you have any problems wit mature content written about the nct 00liners, just don´t read it.

Comment: I don´t know if it turned out that well since it´s late and i´m not in my right mind to really understand what i wrote… i´m tired sry. Also i´m really conflicted like I like cinnamon Chewinggum but it can also be to spicy but I still prefer it more than mint Chewinggum because it tastes like cinnamon. Well I need sleep..bye  

Request: Can you do a “Hate fuck” with haechan???

You weren't surprised by the decisions your parents made. It was pure business. Not only for them but also for you. Someday you have to take over your family's business, like everyone else in your kind of world. Arranged marriages between different mafia groups weren´t unusual. You just wondered why it had to be him.

Loathe. It was the first feeling you felt for him. More likely resentment. The car races you attended weekly before you had to learn more about the business, came back to your mind. You remembered the day clearly. The familiar smell of gasoline and asphalt entered your nose, unusually accompanied by a light scent of cinnamon.  Forgetting about it, the car races started. You felt high. The feeling of speeding up and racing through the finish line made you feel unreachable. Everyone was gone as the morning started to show itself. You were about to race one last time alone, before going home as a black car parked next to yours. You haven't seen it around, darkened windows so you couldn't see who was driving.

“What about a last ride babygirl?”

You couldn't even see him but his cocky voice made you boil with anger and the want to win became bigger. Trying to stay calm you answered with a quick chuckle, as you turned on the motor. Starting at the same time you started to laugh as you noticed the difference between both of your cars, yours being way advantaged in comparison to his. Your thoughts, sure that you would win by now didn't notice his car speeding up, passing yours. He took you down from your euphoria, shocked at his speed you started to concentrate again. You took advantage of the place you had to nail the curve, speeding up again. Ramming his car a tiny bit as you pass him you are the first again. Staying concentrated you speed up to the limit. You pass the finish line, turning around once again. You were angry, someone really could win against you. You rode straight ahead, making a full break before both of your cars would hit.

Getting out of your car you walked to his car, putting your hands on the cars hood. You still couldn't see anyone because of the darkened windows. Suddenly the door opened. He looked handsome. His tan skin looked like it got kissed by the sun while the tips of his hair, falling on his forehead were a little wet. Still, you needed to hold your composure. Yes, it was resentment what you felt for him, a big smirk plastered on his face as he knew how angry he made you, even tho you won.

“Who are you?”

“Everyone calls me Haechan, but you babygirl, can call me Donghyuk if you want.”

“What a pleasure.”

The sarcastic tone in your voice could be clearly heard. You were too tired to deal with some guys bullshit now as he already made you pissed enough. Without any words you were about to go back in your car and drive home, as Haechan grabbed your wrist, pulling you to him. Your chest bumped against his while his other hand went up to take your chin in it. Pulling your head closer to his, only now you notice. It was him. The smell of cinnamon that came through breathes out of his mouth bringing you back to the start of the night, remembering the smell. He kept on chewing his gum, not breaking the eye contact between both of you.

“  You know Y/N, the moon goes down so the sun can rise.”

Confused by his words, you stared at him perplexed, trying to figure out what he meant. Haechan loosened the grasp around your wrist, looking you deep in the eyes before he turned around, driving away in his car.

And now here you were. At your own engagement party, more seen as an event to get contacts between the families, with your most hated person that was also your fiance.

You couldn't forget his satisfied look that day, he pulled you out of your own euphoria, from winning. His sassy attitude, allowing himself to act like he could do what he was pleased to do. Even tho it has already been some years since that day. 

The second time you met him wasn't as worst as the first time, nevertheless you felt the urge to jump on him, to choke him to dead. Yes, the first time you found out you would be marrying Haechan you were angry but thinking about the time that has passed after your first encounter, you thought both of you could behave normal and just marry without any problems. You thought. But the second time you met him, he behaved the same way he behaved at the car race. The smell of his cinnamon chewing gum getting into your nostrils, as he approached you. Your hopes for a normal arranged marriage splattered, as you saw him walking over with the same annoying sassy attitude as last time. Even the conversation that was only meant to get to know him or just for paperwork tired you as he commented everything with some annoying worlds.

To summarize it, you hated him. Still it made you feel something. It was the third time you met him now, at your own engagement party. You were sitting at the bar, exhausted from greeting everyone as you spotted him in the crowd. You didn't notice at first, thinking he was just talking to god knows who but as you looked clearly he talked to a group of women. It bothered you and you didn't even know why. You kept staring at them, trying to figure out what you felt. His eyes met yours for a millisecond before you turned around asking the bartender to fill your glass again. Jealousy, no it can't be. Pushing away your thoughts you gulped down your wine.

The party kept on going, now and then some of the guys around sat next to you, telling you boring stories as you tried to look interested. You sipped from your wine glas as another men sat next to you. Trying to stay polite you greeted him and both of you started a conversation. You didn't expect it but he was kept you entertained since he wasnt as boring as the other ones. The conversations kept on going, the thoughts about Haechan already forgotten as you suddenly felt an arm slip around your waist.

You looked back. Haechan pulled you closer to him, intertwining one of his hands with yours as he glared at the guy in front of you. His head wandered down so his lips went down to your neck, leaving a light kiss making you shiver by his touch. Haechan pulled himself up again, looking deep into the other mens eyes.

“Sorry to interrupt your chat, Sir but my fiance and I have something important to talk about.”

He got the hint. Awkwardly bowing down before both of you he turned around, leaving you both alone. You were about to ask him what all of this was about when he interrupted you.

“ I think we have to talk a bit, babygirl.”

He sounded angry. Pulling you through the crowd both of you entered a bathroom. Locking the door behind him, Haechan pinned you against it, holding you deep in his grasp. He looked you dead in the eyes. He looked pissed and you didn't even know why. After some seconds, Haechan still didn't let you go, coming closer to your body. You lost your patience starting to resist against his grasp.

“Why are you always so annoying Haechan? Just let me go.”

You kept on telling him to let you be as you started to grow impatient. Haechans head fell back in his neck, eyes closed. His head got up again, landing on your shoulders. He started to breathe loudly, the smell of his cinnamon chewing gum getting back in your nostrils.

“ Cant you for one fucking second shut up Y/N, or is that too hard?”

Shocked by his words you stared blankly in the room for some time. Haechan pulled you by your wrist, throwing you against the bathroom counter. Putting your arms around his neck, he seated you down on it. Positioning himself between your legs, you tried to pull away. Haechan took hold of your wrist while pulling his face even closer to yours.

“ Possessive Y/N. Im fucking possessive. Do you think you can just talk to every men on your own engagement party in this tight dress while your fiance is watching you. You look fucking hot and imagining you with another men makes me want to kill them all.”

His words made you wetter than you would like to admit while Haechans hands touched over your whole body, trying to feel every piece of you. His hands went up to your face, taking your face in them fixating your eyes on his.

“ Fuck you Haechan, you did the same. Do you think I didn't notice you talking to those womens earlier, I just...I.. I hate you.”

You were confused, your mixed feelings driving you crazy as you started to touch down his body. You wanted to talk it into your head. That it was just desire or maybe you drank too much, it doesn't make sense, having feelings for Haechan. You hated him and he hated you right?

Haechan smirked. You let out a yelp as he started to touch over you pussy, feeling how wet you already were. Loosening his tie and unbuttoning his first three buttons, Haechan started to sip his finger under your underwear, touching over your folds.

“ If you hate me that much babygirl, who are you so wet for?”

Haechan started to slip one finger in your core, his lips leaving traces along your neck. Your hands went down from his shoulders pulling his jacket off, letting it fall down on the ground. The moans that slipped out of your mouth started to grow louder with every move he made. You looked down on his crotch, his big boner in his suit pants clearly to be seen. His finger pulled out of you as he entered you again. You let out a loud yelp as he started to finger you with two finger while you pulled your hands over your mouth. Controlling your moans you pulled him closer to you. Your hands went down, working fast on unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down with your underwear. You started to move your hand up and down his shaft, sweet moans leaving Haechans mouth. Precum leaking out of his tip landed on your fingers. You pulled your hand up, Building eye contact with Haechan as you licked your fingers clean. His hand went up to your mouth pulling your fingers out of your mouth, bringing your hand back down to his dick. You started bobbing your hand up and down his dick, his hand on yours, putting pressure on it. You looked at his plump lips, taking the hint, Haechan started kissing you into both of your moans. Going down with your lips you left hickeys on his neck. Suddenly Haechan pulled his fingers out of you, leaving you clenching around nothing. Getting closer to you, you felt his dick sliding up and down your folds. Your hands went up into his hair, pulling lightly on it.

“ Im gonna fuck you like the little whore you are baby.”

Sliding his dick into you, both of you started to moan out loud. He didn't let you adjust, already starting to ram in a fast pace into your tight pussy.

“Oh my god baby you are so tight...fuck..”

He didn't stop. Sad about the already approaching orgasm, Haechan pulled you even closer to him. His thrusts started to become sloppier still ramming hard into your pussy. You started to moan out his name making him laugh into his moans.

“ Call me Donghyuk..baby... fuck i'm so close.”

Both of you were already on the edge. Moaning out his name Donghyuk pulled you up from the counter leaningyou against the wall, ramming deeper into you. You were about to cum and your walls clenched around his dick.

“Oh look at that babygirl… your pussy is recognizing its owner. Nobody can fuck you as good as I can baby...No one will ever treat you as well as I will babygirl. Now...cum with me.”

You screamed out his name as you came around his cock. Still ramming into you, Donghyuk spilled his seed in your pussy, trying to catch his breath. You feets touched the ground again, Donghyuk catching you by your waist as you almost fell down. His forehead fell against yours, the prominent cinnamon smell mixed with the scent of sex filling your nose.

“I hate you Donghyuk.”

“I hate you too Y/N.”  

[laurazepamwrites]

The Chemicals between us ~Ch.5

With most of the base now empty with only a skeleton crew to run it there was plenty of accommodation to go around. Some of the younger women had decided on sharing a dormitory meant for new recruits whilst others had chosen singular personnel quarters. Some had even moved into less homely lodgings like Torbjorn, who had taken one of the empty garages near the workshop, or Angela who had neatly converted a spacious office next to medical into a comfortable bedroom. After much indecisiveness and downright ludacris demands from having the Commanding officers quarters to room service the Junkers had finally settled on taking a small disused storage warehouse, it even had two floors allowing Roadhog to have his own space in what felt like forever. It was dusty, the metal fixtures had spots of rust and it was far more industrial than cosy even though the old lady captain had graciously given him two beds. To him, it felt the closest to his farm he would ever get in a long while. It would do. Junkrat wasted no time in making himself a workstation even going as far as to unceremoniously flip his mattress and blankets on the floor along with what few possessions he had with him and after a few adjustments had used the metal bed frame as a makeshift tool holder to stand alongside the desk he had ‘borrowed’.

  It had kept him busy for a couple of hours in which time some team members had come to see them. Morrison had once again reminded the Junkers of rules and boundaries and consequences until Junkrat threatened to blow up his own eardrums if the old man kept going on about it, the Doctor came to check on his stitches and to return Roadhogs Hogdrogen despite her advise on his frequent usage, he politely waved her off as he clicked in the canister to his mask and taking in a deep drug infused breath, he was running low and finding more would be hard to come by in this country but he’d find a way, until then he had reluctantly agreed to use an oxygen tank at night time. As the evening drew in Roadhog was snoring loudly on his two single beds as Junkrat delicately worked on his prosthetics, a sudden knock on the metal door made him jump and drop the small screwdriver he was holding. ‘Fucks sake! Dont fucking like this Hog!’ He called down to a grumbling Roadhog who wheezed as he sat up. ‘S’pose we should get used to it..’ He muttered in reply, heaving himself up and heading for the door. He couldn't blame Junkrat for his anxiousness, he should probably talk to him about it later. He heard voices outside as he reached for the door handle which shushed as he pulled it open. His gaze dropped downward at the sight of a young man with dreads and two young women before him, their eyes widening at the huge man before them. ‘Yeah?’ Roadhog grunted at them. The young man squeaked and hastily nudged one of the girls forward, the young asian woman rolled her eyes and held her chin high looking right into the black glass eyes of his mask. ‘See guys? Told you he was big.’

‘Hana! Don't be rude!’ Said the remaining woman in a european accent. She was holding a toolbox and had oil on her clothes. Must be the Lindholm girl. ‘I’m sorry Mr Rutledge, Papa sent me to give these to Junkrat.’ She rattled the toolbox.

‘We’re calling him Jamie cos Junkrats a dumb name!’ Hana called loudly trying to get his attention from behind Roadhog, It worked as the tell tale sound of his peg leg could be heard coming down the flight of stairs. Junkrat pushed Roadhog out the way and made a face at his visitors, ‘What's this the welcome party or summit?’ He leaned against the doorway and crossed his arms.

‘Something like that, we brought you guys something to eat.’ Said Lucio, picking up some trays of food beside him.

‘Yep.’ Said Roadhog, reaching over and taking the trays, promptly returning inside and sitting down to eat. Junkrat glanced over the brunette girl, ‘You the angry hobbits kid? Bridgette? Baguette?’

‘Brigitte. You didn't call him that to his face did you?’

‘Yeah.’

She laughed out loud, ‘And you lived? Wow the last person to call him that had a hammer to the face. You got on his good side. Oh here take this.’ She handed the toolbox to Junkrat, he gave her a quizzical look as he opened it. Inside was a decent selection of different tools designed especially for prosthetic maintenance. ‘Papa works on his own too, Jesse and Genji go to Dr Zeigler since theirs are highly advanced, can I see yours?’

‘Er…?’

She didn't wait for an answer, grabbing his metal hand and holding it close to her eyes. ‘You made this?’ She asked, eyes wide. ‘Wow even down to the synthetic nerves but you need to fix the casing. There's plenty of scrap metal in the workshop and there's a small soldering kit in the tool box already.’

‘Yeah er..thanks?’ He dislodged his hand from her grip and flexed the metal digits now feeling slightly insecure.

Hana stepped forward, ‘Hey erm..thanks for not telling Commander Morrison I let you out, even though I technically didn't! But still..thanks Jamie.’

‘Sure, no worries.’ He shrugged.

‘Look man, I appreciate that this must suck being here for you, but y’know it's not bad here. Good people, sure plenty of different opinions but we’re a team. Your here now so why not make the best of it? We can help you out, and hey! It's great to have someone else our age to hang with!’ 

‘Our age? I’ll remind you i'm the youngest here.’

‘Youngest human.’ Corrected Brigitte

Hana brushed her off. ‘Pfft..details.’

Junkrat rubbed the back of his neck with his living hand, ‘Yeah er, may need time to adjust to all this...been a long while since i've been around people, and even then anyone of em could kill ya if they felt like it.’

‘So what was it like? Growing up in the Outback, what happened to you after the Omnium explosion?’ Asked Hana

Now he felt uncomfortable and wanted to back out of whatever this was, luckily for him Lucio had noticed and took Hana by the arm. ‘C’mon leave the guy alone, we don't need to know anything. Lets go.’ He looked to Junkrat and gave him a small understanding smile, he smiled back and nodded a thanks.

‘Come by the workshop tomorrow Jamie.’ Said Brigitte as she turned to follow Hana and Lucio. ‘We’ll fix your hand up and Papa can show you what we do. Night!’

‘Yeah..laters..?’ He hovered by the door and watched them leave, absentmindedly he began gnawing at his lip, wincing as he remembered the stitches there. He closed the door and looked at the toolbox tucked under his arm, he knew Roadhog was watching him.

‘You alright Rat?’ He said between mouthfuls of food.

At first he didn't indicate that he had heard him, he was still looking at the toolbox and seemingly lost in his thoughts.

‘Rat?’

‘Fine mate.’

Roadhog sighed then nodded to the chair next to him. ‘Sit down, eat something.’

‘Nah thanks i'm just gonna-’

‘No you’re not. You’re gonna sit and you’re gonna eat.’ 

‘Not hungry.’

‘Stop. I know what you are doing and you stop it right now. Sit the fuck down.’

Junkrat stared him down despite knowing he almost always lost this game. Roadhog grunted in satisfaction as he eventually stomped over to the table and slamming the toolbox on it before slouching on the chair and pouting. Roadhog pushed a tray towards him. ‘Eat.’ He said, continuing with his own meal. Finally Junkrat succumbed and pulled the tray closer and there was a moments silence before Roadhog decided to break it.

‘So..’ He said, ‘Jamie huh?’

‘Yeah..it's weird.’

‘Just be glad you didn't forget your own name after all these years.’

‘You’re one to talk..Mako.’

‘Hmph..’ The silence once again hung between as Roadhog decided the best way to ask after his partners current mental state.

‘So..you alright? Don't give me any of that ‘im fine’ bullshit’

Junkrat flashed him a grin. ‘I’m okay mate.’

‘Rat I swear to fucking God-’

‘What Hog? What? You wanna know im freaking out? That i feel totally out of control, that I now have a fuck load of people to figure out whether they’re gonna kill me or kill you, that I am totally out of place here and everyone's asking fucking questions about fucking everything and it's bringing up alotta fucking stuff which i don't fucking wanna think about and my arm which isn't even fucking there hurts so fucking much and all this shit is spinning round n round in my head and I just want it to shut the fuck up!’ He kicked the table in his emotional outburst which had threatened to spill over all day, Roadhog was waiting for it and simply sat quietly and listened as the younger Junker got it out of his system. Junkrat slumped lower in his chair, running his flesh hand over his face and through his hair, his anger subsiding and looking exhausted. ‘Its..It's too fucking much mate, need to feel control over something, need to blow something up!’

Roadhog felt this was a good time to step in before Junkrat worked himself up again. Reaching behind his head he unclasped his mask and set it on the table, his skin felt strange to the sudden exposure to the air. It was extremely rare for him to go maskless but the boy needed calming and he needed to understand that Roadhog was being genuine. ‘Rat, look at me.’ He didn't, once again testing the stitches in his lip and purposely looking away. Roadhog sighed. ‘Jamison?’ 

That got his attention and he finally looked at Roadhogs maskless face. ‘I’m sorry I got angry with you earlier. I know you were worried, but I don't think this place is bad. It's not like Junkertown, If i thought we were in immediate danger coming here then believe me, we would not be here. Now...you feel out of control? Yet you’ve negotiated a contract and made whatever this is work more to your favor. Yes, we are out of place but this is a thrown together vigilante group. I doubt you’re the only one feeling like that, personally I dont give a shit that I stick out. Now..those kids that came to see you, pretty sure they don't want to kill you. Looks to me they wanna be friends if you remember what those are, you could do with some actual social interaction so don't be a dick about it, even when they are curious. And you’re gonna get questions Jamison, so you set the boundaries on what you’re okay to talk about. No one needs to know about what happened to you growing up there, that's up to you. Now you can't go blowing shit up every time you get angry or upset so you need to find another outlet so maybe that girl and her Dad can help out with that..As for your arm I can't offer any advice. Its worse when you’re upset, when you’re tired and when you’re hungry. So take a breath, fucking eat and try and get some fucking sleep. In the morning take a shower, eat again then we take it from there alright?’

He still looked upset but less so and more settled, he flexed his metal hand and gave his friend a small smile. ‘Alright mate.’

Roadhog regarded him and after a moment's consideration reached out to ruffle Jamison's hair, thankful that he didn't flinch at the touch. Instead he grinned and playfully swatted his huge hand away, ‘Alright fuck off with that.’

Roadhog snorted and returned to his food, ‘Eat. Then get some sleep. Not gonna talk to you rest of the night, you've heard enough from me to last you a week.’

‘...Thanks Hog.’

Roadhog simple grunted in acknowledgment. 

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The next morning a small beep beep sounded from the commanders private computer, Jack sat down in front of it and after a few clicks was present with a new message.

:Got some very angry people here so I must congratulate you on your success of finding the Junker. Please share if you find out what he has! No need to thank me of course. Also this may interest you..’

Jack waited and eventually another beep beep came from the computer, this time it was a file attachment.

:Enjoy! 

Jack did not bother to reply, instead opening the already encrypted file. It was a photo of a very wealthy looking Omnic who he instantly recognised as Maximillien and two men; one of them being Sanjay Korpal, one of the Viskar corporations most senior members..now what was he doing meeting one of Talons inner council? It wasn't the first time Viskar had popped up in all this, It was only yesterday that Ana had debriefed him on her mission to Iraq, learning of their desire to have a presence in Oasis where coincidently a key member of Talon and former Blackwatch agent Moira O’Deorain was based. ‘Getting to her would be near impossible.’ in that city, Jack thought to himself as he shut down the computer and Vishkar would need to make a more obvious move on their allegiances before sending anyone in, for now it was smoke and mirrors. Reinhardt have given him a more solid lead from his time spent in Latvia near the border of Russia, learning of a possible Talon shipment being sent to a supposedly disused military compound near a town called Bryansk south of Moscow. If it was indeed a Talon base with a cache of weapons he needed it destroyed. He went to the communicator on the wall and pushed a button, ‘Athena,’ He spoke into the speaker. ‘Call Captain Amari, Lieutenant Reinhardt and Agents Genji and Zarya to the briefing room please.’

‘At once Commander.’ The A.I replied.

Soon enough everyone was accounted for in the briefing room and Morrison began the meeting. ‘Athena bring up a map of Bryansk, Russia.’ A large map projected in the middle of the table. ‘Bryansk, a densely wooded city in western Russia. Mostly a center for steel and machinery manufacturing and if Reinhardts source is to be trusted a cache for Talon weapons. Athena, give a rundown on any empty military compounds or warehouses within a thirty mile radius of the city.’

‘Overwatch satellites are mostly shutdown however I will do what I can Commander,’ Athena replied.

They waited as the A.I scanned the area, slowly pinpointing buildings within the search radius, five of them showed in total. ‘That is all I can do for now Commander.’

Jack looked at each point on the map, assessing the most likely place for the compound, ‘Athena, zoom in on the point north west of Bryansk.’ The map zoomed in showing a building deep within the woodland, it was well away from any towns yet within 10 miles of the nearest main road. This had to be the place.

‘Zarya, welcome to your first mission. I want you and Genji to go to Bryansk, get a safe house and scan the area. If it's true what this place is we need to take control of it, seize the cache and destroy the compound.’

Zarya nodded, ‘I will gladly go, but must I go with the Cyborg?’

‘Oh please, none taken,’ retorted Genji

Morrison gave her a hard look. ‘I understand your mistrust of Omnics Zarya but Genji is Human. You agreed to be apart of this team and in doing so agreed to work with whomever I say. Are we clear on this?’

She looked between him and Genji with coldness in her eyes, ‘Fine. I agree.’ She reluctantly said.

‘Good. Ana, Reinhardt? Anything to add?’

‘My source tells me armoured trucks go through at least once a week, morning and evening. I suspect they have a lot of armed guards patrolling. Perhaps Zarya can gather more information in the city whilst Genji surveys the area?’ Suggested Reinhardt.

‘Just be careful Zarya, you are well aware you are popular in Russia, perhaps they can set up base in a smaller neighbouring town with less people. Questions may be asked if you go looking for information from the wrong people. Id recommend caution.’ Said Ana

‘This is not my first mission finding information..nor is my first mission working with someth...someone so..technologically advanced. It will be fine, I will deliver.’ Replied Zarya.

‘That's settled then, I’ll have Lena program the Orca for autopilot to a safe location, you should have no issues getting in or out. Once you get enough information we’ll send a second team out. Go prepare yourselves, you depart this evening.’ Said Morrison as he dismissed them.

‘Yes commander.’ They said in unison, giving eachother an uneasy look before leaving the room.

Jack sat back in his chair and sighed. ‘This is going to be hard work.’ 

‘Oh and what part would that be Jack? From my recollection this has always been hard work.’ Said Ana mildly.

‘Keeping everyone in line Amari, we have people here with very different opinions. There's going to be conflict.’

‘Those different opinions could be beneficial Commander,’ Offered Reinhardt. ‘It allows us to see things from new perspectives.’

‘Not when we have in fighting it doesn't, we all know that.’ Said Jack, standing up to leave. Ana and Reinhardt shared a look with each other. It was probably best to let that subject slide for now.

‘Just be glad no ones having sex Jack, now that would be difficult to deal with.’ Ana called after him, trying to lighten the mood. He said nothing and left the room.

‘Tsk..always the boy scout isn't he Reinhardt?’ She said to her friend.

‘Somethings never change Ana, for good or bad. At Least we are still here to guide the younger generation.’

She smiled warmly at him and squeezed his hand, she had missed her old friend.

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As evening creeped across the watchpoint Mei glanced towards the Orca as it was being prepared for flight from the window of Winston's Laboratory and felt a pang of jealousy before returning to type away at a computer. She did not come here often, she still had not had a proper conversation with Winston since her heated phone call. He had tried, as had all the older members, asking her how she was and how she was coping and being oh so nice to her. Too nice, they couldn't hide their pity if they tried. They felt sorry for the poor little Climatologist asleep for a decade whilst her teammates and friends lay dead around her. She didn't want their pity, she hated it. She hated their smiles and concern, she hated how they danced around the subject, fearful of upsetting her. Why? When she was already so sad, so angry. It was her own fault she supposed. Wearing her mask that showed the world she was the same Mei all those years ago. Kind, polite and happy, optimistic and positive. That's what she showed to the world, did her friends look at her with pity in their eyes because they see through the front or was it all in her head?

She gave herself a little shake, jolting herself to stop from lingering on that dark cloud that constantly loomed in the back of her mind. She rested her head on her hand and continued watching the computer transfer data onto her small laptop. It wasn't her usual work on weather patterns or climate but she was desperate to feel useful here, so here she was alone in Winstons lab using his computer to transfer information on what needed repairing in the watchpoint from most urgent to least. Right down to the last service bot. She was so bored, but at least she could be alone after yet another rough night.. She heard the door open downstairs and she let out a small sigh, so much for avoiding conversation she thought as she began to pack up her belongings. ‘I'm done here Winston.’ She called, tucking the laptop under her arm and preparing to leave. ‘I'll send you the list later this..evening.’ She paused at the top of the stairs. It wasn't Winston who had come in.

‘Yeah if I see King Kong i'll pass on the message.’ Junkrat said casually, barely glancing at her as he tinkered with some lab equipment.

She narrowed her eyes at him,‘You are not supposed to be in here.’

‘Oh if i had a penny every time i've heard that.’ He laughed.

Mei began to walk down the stairs. ‘You know you can't be in here. We’ve all been informed of your ‘contract’.’ she mimed the quotations with her free hand. Junkrat ignored her, sitting on an office chair and using his metal peg to slowly spin himself around. He picked up a small random piece of apparatus on one of his turns and began playing with it, the hint of a smirk on his face.

Mei blinked at him, taken slightly aback at being ignored, she brushed a strand of hair from her face and put her hand on her hip. ‘I said-’

He spun to face her. ‘Yeah i heard ya, and it's a big place here, you can't blame a guy for getting lost.’

‘You are not allowed to enter the labs without supervision.’

‘You're here aren't ya?  He retorted, spinning around.

‘I..youre…’ She huffed in exasperation, the attitude on him! She had expected none less from this uncouth criminal Junker. ‘Nǐ zhège húndàn’ she muttered under her breath.

He swivelled in his chair to face her once again and grinned at her, ‘Aww c'mon Frosty...bet you know worse insults than that.’

she stared at him incredulously ‘You...speak Mandarin?’

‘Enough to get by and enough to know when someone's calling me a jerk or worse.’

At least she had the grace to blush but like hell was she going to apologise to him, instead she scowled hard. Junkrat faked a shudder, ‘Fuck..get cold just looking at ya.’

‘Look somewhere else then!’ She snapped back.

‘With pleasure!’ he retorted and he swung his chair again turning his back to her and going back to his exploring. Mei stood there with her mouth slightly open, she could not believe his attitude walking in like he owned the place, ignoring the contract which was his own idea and frankly not seeming to care to follow its rules. He was really beginning to bug her and in turn she was ruffling his feathers too. He disliked authority, and this Icy woman was talking to him like a school boy in trouble.

‘You need to leave now.’ She stated, pointing to the door.

Junkrat rolled his eyes, ‘Yeah i'm going, you're pretty boring.’

‘Erm..Excuse me?’

‘Its means-’

‘I know what it means!’ She snapped. ‘And i'm sorry i don't find wanton destruction and exploding things a good use of my time.’

‘You should try it Frosty..might warm ya up abit.’ He winked at her.

Her face felt hot. Why did her face feel hot? ‘You..gah! Hundan! Why are you even here? Overwatch isn't for people like you!

‘meaning..? He grinned slyly, leaning toward her.

She knew he was baiting her, but something in her made her want to argue with him. To get the last word. 'Overwatch is for heroes, for making a positive impact on the world...it's not for half crazed criminal arsonists!’ She responded with an edgy tone. He gave her a smug smirk and she caught a glimpse of a gold tooth. She expected him to react in anger, the fact he found this amusing made the exchange all the more infuriating.

‘You’re a criminal too frosty...everyone here is now, even the doctor. So, what kinda illegal activities does a girl like you do round here? 

‘I'm a scientist if you must know. I have a doctorate in Climatology.’

‘You have a what doing what now?’

She rolled her eyes. Of course he didn't know what that meant. ‘I study weather patterns and how it affects the Earth's climate.’ 

He stared at her a moment before barking out a laugh. ‘Oh right ok then. Very useful when the the bots wipe out half the population and you got terrorists kicking in your door. But hey, at least we'll know the forecast!’

Her eyes widened in anger and her nostrils flared, not that he seemed to notice and if he did he didn't seem to care. Silently she pointed to the door, he snickered as he stood up and stretched, much to her surprise he was a good deal taller than her. She watched him leave, keeping an icy glare on her face and tapping her foot with impatience. ‘Later Frosty.’ He called over his shoulder as the door shut behind him. Mei breathed heavily through her nose, her anger bubbling threatenly inside her. He had touched a nerve and patronized her, whether he meant to or not. ‘Ugh! Cào nǐ zǔzōng shíbā dài!’ She shouted after him.

She soon headed back to her room, throwing the laptop down on her bed and sitting down roughly next to it, Snowball woke from its charging station and went to greet her, making a confused noise as she failed to notice him. ‘Oh..sorry Snowball. I just met the biggest Jerk in the world that's all.’ She hugged her droid friend and decided not to let that Junker get to her. She picked up her laptop and sat down at the desk and began to work. Why was it so hard to concentrate? She kept going back to her meeting with Junkrat, why? He wasn't worth it, he was just trying to upset her. She shouldn't let that jerk get to her. So why where her fingers tapping in agitation? Why was she feeling prickly anger that simmered incessantly? Why did he make her feel like she was useless here? No stop it Mei, you have work to do..tap, tap, tap. Is this that important? No of course it is, this is helpful to our efforts. Tap, tap, tap. Athena could of done this in minutes..Tap, tap, tap..I'm helping, i'm helping..aren't I? Tap, tap, tap..Doesn't he know anything?! ‘UGH!!’ She slammed the laptop shut and stood up so abruptly snowball spun midair in surprise.

‘I’m not taking this from some stupid Junker!’ She shouted, storming out of the room.

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 Roadhog was resting outside his new accommodation enjoying the cool evening breeze and the quiet, an empty canister of Hogdrogon next to him. Four left..getting low. His peace soon ended as he heard the familiar thud of a metal peg on the ground and only looked up when the sound stopped in front of him. He nodded to Junkrats metal hand. ‘Fixed it then?’

'Yeah, feels pretty good too. They even had paint!’ Junkrat replied happily, admiring his handy work.

Roadhog grunted, ‘’Can see that, got alot on you..’

Junkrat sat down next to him. ‘I had a shower! With difficulty mind you, gonna have to modify one with supports.. Maybe I can accuse them of being ableist?’

‘Don't be a dick, Rat...eaten?’

Junkrat rolled his eyes, 'Yeah.’

'Did you sleep?’

'I told you this morning I did.’

‘Still lying.’ Roadhog replied. He had heard him during the night struggling with a nightmare, thankfully it wasn't bad enough he'd have to shake him awake. He expected as much and he hoped they would calm down once he was more settled here, If the boy even knew what settled was.

‘Did you behave yourself?’

‘I was in the workshop most of the day!’

'I know..not what i asked though.’

‘Yes! Fuck!’

Roadhog looked up as something caught his eye, Junkrat didn't notice nor could he see past Roadhogs massive frame. He did look up at him however when he sighed in annoyance.

'What?’

‘Happen to piss anyone off?’

‘Don't think so, though the rusky looks like she wants to break me in half.’

‘Anyone besides her?’

He thought for a moment, ‘..No? Now im not so sure..’’

‘Well have a think cos a small chinese girl is marching over here with murder in her eyes.’

‘Wha..?’ He leaned forward to look past Roadhogs huge stomach to where he was pointing. Sure enough Mei was walking with intent towards them with a very sour look on her face.

Junkrat groaned and rubbed his hand over his face. ‘For fucks sake.’ He muttered. ‘Tell her i'm not here..’ He used Roadhogs arm to push himself up to stand.

‘Shes looking right at you.’

‘Then she can watch me leave then, not keen on that one mate.’

‘Too late.’ Muttered Roadhog as Mei stomped over to Junkrat and stood right in front of him, even with him slouching the difference in height was comical, not that this deterred her anger to whatever he had done.

‘You! You waltz in where you’re not supposed to be, insult me! Patronize me?! And think i’m just going to be ok with that? You are possible the most rude and obnoxious Jerk i've ever had the displeasure of meeting!’

‘You forgot witty, dashing, inventive and misunderstood.’

‘Why are you even here!’

‘Keep up, I was forced here. Don't have a go for making it worth me while Frosty.’ Mei glowered at him and her nostrils flared. Roadhog was now watching with interest making a wager with himself if this small woman had it in her to knock Junkrat out cold.

My.name.is.Mei, she said, gritting her teeth.

‘Jamison. But I'm gonna call you Frosty cos it suits ya.’

‘You certainly suit Junkrat!’

‘Yeah…? I'm not arguing that.’

‘Do you even know what you did? Do you even care?’

‘Oh for fucks sake woman, so I went into a lab and touched some stuff, had a lil spinny on a chair. Not like I fucking broke anything!’

‘You insulted my work!’

‘....I did?’

'You know damn well you did!’ She shouted, pointing in his face ‘ You don't know me! You don't know how much i've given to Overwatch, what i've lost. Sure maybe now my work is not priority but atleast im here trying to make a difference and working toward a better world! Not blowing it up!’

He casually tested a joint in one of his metal fingers with a disinterested look on his face before responding to her outburst, ‘...Ya done?’ He said, sounding bored. Roadhog was now watching with keen interest, certain his partner was about to be suckerpunched. From this small woman it would be hilarious. But to his disappointment she didnt. What she did next surprised even herself let alone Junkrat. She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down so that they were eye level and then spoke in a deadly, quiet voice.

'Mock my work again or make me feel inadequate and I will freeze you on the spot and impale you with an icicle between the eyes and into that messed up brain of yours.’ She glared at him for good effect before pushing him away and straightening up with an air of dignity, she quickly gave an anxious look toward Roadhog and walked away, both Junkers watching her leave until she disappeared from view.

‘Nicely done.’ Roadhog said sarcastically.

‘Fuck off, she came here looking for a fight. I didn't do nothing!’

‘Liar.’

‘Honestly, she does weather or some shite and made a joke. Not my fault she's sensitive!’

‘Well you obviously made an impression.’

‘Pfft! Like I give a shit what Frosty the big-titted snowman thinks.’ He slumped down once again, crossing his arms and sulking, he was quiet for a time processing what the hell had just happened. Soon enough his eyebrows raised and a roguish grin creeped across his face.

‘Hey Hog..?’

‘Hmm?’

‘She has got fucking big tits though ain't she mate!’

[incorrectmidc]

omg i wanna hear more possessive byron scenarios! plz continue that drabble regarding the whole byron x princess tryst and surprise pregnancy. ahh alyn im sorry

WARNING: this is angst. again. byron’s still the other party but this time, the angst revolves around alyn. what’s with me hurting the crawford twins today? i shed a tear writing the end, ok? so be warned. this is also quite long but i can’t place it under cut since i’m on mobile.

well, needless to say, alyn was wondering what’s up with his girlfriend for she had been blatantly avoiding him for days now. he was prepared to give her more time until that one particular day when the king of stein came to wysteria for another meeting.

everyone in the palace thought it was a meeting. everyone except byron and the princess, alongside giles and albert.

after learning that she was pregnant with byron’s child, the princess immediately turned to giles. despite knowing that the older male would be disappointed with her, she knew that he wouldn’t leave her alone to deal with the issue when it blows up. fortunately, she was right.

giles had given her a thorough scolding but afterwards held her and let her cry on his shoulder. then, he made her send a private letter to byron via spinner, asking the king of stein to come to wysteria for they have something to talk about. it was decided between giles and the princess that everything shall be kept under wraps until they’re able to talk with byron.

and so the fateful day came. the princess was a bundle of nerves while she and giles headed to the room where byron and albert were waiting for them. good thing alyn was busy training the new knights that he was a bit distracted that morning.

byron was sipping tea with albert standing behind him when the princess entered with giles right behind her. the young king was about to greet her when he noticed her red-rimmed eyes as if she had been crying. moving on autopilot, byron stood up and approached her. then gently cupping her face with both hands, he asked her what was wrong.

and it was all it took for the princess to finally give in to stress. her lower lip trembled as she parted her lips to answer. but before she could do so, everything went black.

when the princess regained consciousness, she realised that she was in her room with giles sitting on the couch near her bed, reading some documents. when she called out to him, he immediately went to assist her in sitting up while explaining, in a grim tone, what happened after she fainted.

apparently, alyn had heard about her collapsing when giles summoned the court doctor. he was there in the room with byron when the doctor announced that the princess was pregnant. he was also there when byron’s face lit up at the news. alyn was far from an idiot, you see.

so when he pieced everything together, his reaction was expected. he had managed to land a punch on byron before albert and giles managed to separate them. giles had then alyn locked up in his room for the meantime while albert brought byron back to the guest room to have his split lip treated.

the princess, feeling so guilty for cheating on alyn, asked giles if he could take her to the knight’s room but giles refused. he decided that she could talk to alyn the next day when his head was all cooled off. he also had leo watching over his brother to keep him from doing something stupid.

the princess didn’t have any appetite for dinner but byron convinced her to eat when he brought food to her room. the two of them talked about what’s going to happen next now that she’s pregnant with his child. he calmly proposed to her ー he would marry her because there’s no way he would let his child be born without him by their side. in turn, stein and wysteria could finally be unified as one.

the princess was a tad disappointed that byron’s reasoning all fell within the political sphere of things but she couldn’t say no since she also wanted what’s best for her child. in the end, she said yes to byron.

the bureaucrats, except for leo, seemed to ne happy about the decision to unify stein and wysteria through their monarchs’ marriage. having an heir on the way was also added bonus. the princess couldn’t help but feel a tad disgusted about the old geezers for thinking that way, not even giving any second thought to what alyn might be feeling at all.

but then, she realised with a gloomy feeling, wasn’t she just the same when she got into byron’s bed?

the talk with alyn happened after byron left. the knight was totally withdrawn from the princess, nothing of that fury she expected was showing. giles was outside the room to mediate just in case things get heated, but the way alyn was acting, it seems like there was no need for the chamberlain at all.

“alyn, i'mー”

“if you’re going to apologise, please don’t.”

“b-butー”

“what have you decided to do?”

“…”

“…”

“byron asked me to marry him and i… i said yes.”

alyn heaved a deep sigh at that before he smiled at her, his crimson orbs filled with pain and sadness that it made her difficult to look away. “that’s good. the child needs to have both of their parents close. you’ll be a great mother, (y/n).”

tears have began to fall down the princess’ cheeks as she rushed towards alyn to hug him. alyn got surprised at first but eventually hugged her back. “i-i love you, alyn…” she sobbed, burying her face on his chest. “i love you…”

“but you love byron more,” alyn murmured, his voice tight. his grip on her tightened when her sobs got louder. “c'mon now, stop crying. that won’t be good for the baby.”

“i’m so sorry…”

“i know.” alyn pressed his cheek against the princess’ hair, his vision blurred by unshed tears. “i’m sorry, too.”

several days later, the princess found a letter on her desk from alyn. he had resigned as the commander of the knights and left wysteria for an indefinite period of time. in the letter he had stated that he had forgiven her and that he wisher her and byron and their unborn child happiness. she began crying again when she got to the end of his letter.

p.s. i love you, too, (y/n). even if we didn’t end up together, i will always love you. stop crying, okay? smile for me.

forever yours, alyn.

[carterashofficial]

another ship i’ve gone down the rabbit hole for because i don’t know where the idea came from but I’m in too deep 

[however as far as I know i’m the only one who ships it... and im not sure if people are interested in reading it...Some feedback would be great]

also sneak peek at a small chunk of my next kotfe-fic chapter (that will be out... eventually)

this scene is between Theron introducing the Outlander to Bey’wan, Hylo, etc... and the cantina party. He’s just arrived, she’s been avoiding him a little... Ihope I did them justice.

“Lana.”

She looked up to see Theron in the hallway. “Hello.”

Neither of them moved.

You’ve still got that foul jacket, have you?

“So. It’s been a while.” He stayed where he was. “Been busy?”

“Yes.” There were things she’d done in the past five years… things that weren’t coming to mind, or weren’t worth sharing. “You?”

Theron shrugged. “Spent almost year with the SIS before I got dismissed. Something about receiving packages from a member of Sith Intelligence. It didn’t help that the packages were about a supposedly dead agent and her possessions, and that was the last time I heard from that member of Sith Intelligence.”

There wasn’t an ounce of accusation in his voice, only exhaustion at the politics of government.

Lana tucked her datapad away. “I couldn’t keep her things around, nor throw them out. There wasn’t anywhere else to send them.”

“I gave it all back to her.” He sighed and leaned his back against the wall. “It’s… been rough since Coruscant got hit, and then you dropped out of contact when Dromund Kaas was blockaded.” He shut his eyes. The stark glow of the temporary lights aged him decades; showed her the strain he’d been under.

“Theron. It…” It would be a mistake to spout excuses. Best to change the subject.... “Theron. You can’t let the weight of the galaxy rest on your shoulders all the time,” Lana chided softly.

He didn’t open his eyes. “Isn’t that why you talked me into coming here? To lighten your load?”

There had been very little needed to talk him into it. She’d barely offered him a few details before he was demanding the coordinates and swearing he’d leave as soon as he could.

“I asked you here because you’re good.”

He cracked open an eye. “Okay.”

“And Fiika… I’m not quite sure how she’s handling having Valkorian in her head, not after what he did to Ziost. Pattik’s trying, I can see that much, but you and her were like brother and sister on Rishi. Could you talk to her, please? She won’t tell me some things. I’ve sensed that much.”

“Yeah, I’ll check in with her.” A faint smile whispered across his lips. “I’ll prove I’ve had the better training.”

“Force help us, you are not starting that up again.” Lana gave him a stern look. “I swear half the base will get in on it.”

“Even better.” He pushed off the wall and approached. “It’s… it’s just good to see you, Lana.” Theron enveloped her into a gentle hug. “It was a long five years.” His arms tightened slightly. “I’m just glad you’re okay.”

She hugged him back, particularly aware that one of her hands was half-droid and hidden under a glove. He didn’t need to know, or see. It was her wound, her burden. “I’m glad you’re safe.”

Neither of them  drew away for a moment, not until she sensed him about to ask a question.

It would be something she wouldn’t want to answer. Lana broke the embrace. “Shall we get you introduced to everyone?”

“Actually…” He scratched the back of his head. “I was going to unpack and take a nap. I’ve been tired all day, and I swore off caf.”

“You swore off caf?”

“I… yeah, it was a bad idea, but I sleep better.” Theron caught her doubtful look. “Yes, Lana, I actually sleep now.”

“Then go unpack and get some rest. I daresay you’ll need it.”

He nodded and headed down the hallway. “See you later.”

She stared at the end of the corridor long after he vanished from sight.

Theron was safe, he was fine, he’d survived the five years of hell since the Eternal Empire had invaded. Yes, he was hiding that he was upset at her for dropping out of contact with Fiika’s death, but he didn’t blame her for it, nor did he blame her for being dismissed from the SIS.

But then why did her heart feel broken?

[roadkillfuneral]

if connor never found the letter

No Letter AU a.k.a. connor and Evan were set up to be a perfect gay love story

-The story is the same up until the moment after Connor signs Evan’s cast. He doesn’t find the letter and leaves the computer room, already forgetting the nervous boy he just encountered

-Evan goes home and his mom sees Connor’s name on his cast bigger than life itself and invites him over for dinner. Connor never has a chance to even think about his previous plans that night

-As soon as Heidi leaves them alone they begin bonding over overbearing mothers and, soon after, shared disdain towards their fathers, and they’re attached to each other before they even realize

-Sometimes due to Evan’s mother, but more on their own, the two start to hang out. They goof around, talk about books they like and Connor shows Evan loud music and Evan shows Connor… support.

-At some point Evan notices the marks on Connor’s arms and asks about them, completely innocently. Connor lashes out of course, defensive as all get out because it’s not Evan’s business, it’s not anyone’s business, he doesn’t have to talk about it with anyone, it doesn’t matter he’s fine

-And Evan drops it because he’s confused but also because he wants to respect Connor’s wishes

-Connor sees that and not too much time later, he finds himself confiding in Evan, telling him about them, what he’s done, how long he’d been clean, but it doesn’t really matter, he’s fine. And Evan, touched, tells how he’d broke his arm. The real story.

-And then there’s a moment where they both have never felt less alone.

it doesnt end there though

-the friendship progresses pretty much perfectly. Connor’s parents love polite little Evan, and Heidi, at first, is just glad that Evan has a friend, but then she sees some of her lost teenage self in Connor and finds that Connor is actually a funny kid???

-Heidi and Connor totally playfully gang up on Evan “sh hon the grownups are talking” they sip their tea in unison  omg give me heidi and connor cute friendship

-By now Evan is coming to Connor’s house whenever Connor isn’t at his and his crush on Zoe is ever persistent. And one day he makes a fool of himself, trips or chokes and eventually Connor is just like dude. what’s going on.

-so Evan comes clean, all blushy and dumb and gushing, but apologizing all the while because she’s your sister I’m sorry but gosh have you seen her smile? sorry but wow

-then Connor feels it. the tug in his chest and the burning of emotions he thinks are gone, thinks he couldn’t possibly feel anymore

-Connor has always known. He was lucky to grow up in this generation where he sees men holding hands on the sidewalks and it’s been a couple years since gay marriage was legalized. He knows this and he’s long since accepted it, though he’s never been with anyone cos everyone fucking sucks have you met people? they’re gross

-But Evan. He’s sweet and understands Connor and when he laughs- not that awkward laugh, but a real laugh that’s hard and deep- Connor’s heart stammers.

-he feels it even before that moment but he only begins to really comprehend his feelings when he’s jealous

-He manages to ignore it until one day when he asks Evan if he wants to smoke weed with him

-Evan trusts Connor fully and he’s curious and Connor always seems so laid back when he does it

-So he agrees, even if he’s a little skeptical 

-He’s an anxious mess at first and coughs his lungs up and Connor has to light the pipe for him because Evan’s hands are shaking so bad and Connor was just planning on giving him a few hits, making him chill, but Evan takes a few too many drags and he is stoned

-At first Evan is just giggling and rambling and fluttering his hands and he seems fine and Connor thinks its fine so he smokes a little more, feels a little lighter, a little more high

-To this day he doesn’t know who started it. All he remembers is touching Evan’s hands and Evan touching his hair and counting Evan’s eyelashes and then they were kissing 

-Connor has kissed a couple people before, usually pecks and things like that, and he assumed Evan has never kissed anyone before but it feels perfect, it feels like finally

-They’re pretty much making out by the time Evan pulls away, his eyes wide and scared and no longer high. Connor wants to kiss him again but he looks so scared. It’s a silent moment before Evan runs out silently  

-Evan knows he’s not gay. Connor knows he is. Connor knows what he wants. Evan does not. 

-he knows that he’s been admiring Connor, sure. He likes how tall he is and his black nail polish and how when he’s angry (even though he’s almost always angry) his eyebrows pucker but his bad moods make him look likes hes glowing when he smiles or laughs and…. that doesn’t make him gay, does it?

-So naturally he goes to his mother. 

-And he’s like so. asking for a friend. what should you do if your friend of the same sex kisses you (even though he thinks he might have initiated it) and you kinda like it and might wanna do it more

-Heidi freaks out she’s all oh you and connor would be so cute oh what a sweet boy your cousin lindy can flower girl at the wedding 

-Connor is all mom no for a friend

-Heidi smiles and agrees to play along, tells Evan, all wise and mom-like, that if he really likes Connor then he needs to tell him and see how Connor feels and talk out where they should go from there. 

-Evan is scared to death. He likes Connor so much (in what way he doesnt know) and he’s pretty much his only friend and he’s so scared of ruining this but he goes anyways 

-There’s a lot of stuttering and flushing on Evan’s part and mumbling and avoiding gazes on Connor’s part but they both admit to the feelings they have that are definitely not Straight and by the time theyre done they’re kissing again, simultaneously relishing in the fact that it feels much better sober and knowing where they stand 

bonus content

-connor’s long noodle ass limbs getting in the way of everything. when they cuddle its a jumble of connor’s ligaments and evan in a ball watching as his beanpole of a boyfriend tries to adjust 

-oh and cuddling? these two are a fucking mess

-it starts off the most awkward thing ever as i said connor can’t adjust himself and evan doesnt know where to put his hands but they are both very touch starved but they dont give up they keep trying and eventually connor knows just how to curl himself around evan so he can kiss his forehead and whisper in his ear and evan still can touch connor’s hair and snuggle his face into his tiddies chest 

-connor denies that he likes it even a little bit even though he’s the one that initiated it, the nerd

-possessive connor. bruh. 

-once he gets evan he refuses to let him go. if he sees alana even look at evan for too long he feels the need to take that moment to grab his hand (if he isn’t already holding it) or to kiss him or grab his ass whatever connor is possessive but pretty harmlessly. he knows evan likes him and only him but still. 

-evan can also get jealous at times, though his is much more lowkey. if someone flirts with connor he wont speak up, but he’ll feel the need to tell connor how much he likes him and cherishes him. connor understands. 

-weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed

-stop that ‘evan makes connor stop smoking’ bullshit. im here for evan becoming a borderline stoner because it helps with the anxiety. he might evan smoke more than connor. maybe he likes edibles more but im totally here for connor and evan shotgunning because homies share hits

-speaking of evan’s anxiety

-connor is annoyed with it at first tbh. evan’s nervousness and awkwardness grates on him but then he’s okay with it and then he finds it cute and then he loves him for it

-who says i love you first? ohoho boy

-i have way too many headcanons for this but my favorite is that they’re hanging out, probably smoking, def telling jokes and swapping little kisses and they’re laughing and evan just kinda says it

-connor’s mother doesn’t even tell him she loves him that much anymore. she kinda gave up when he started taking out his anger on everyone including her and when evan says it, connor stutters it back, but he says it, and dives down to kiss evan again but honestly no kiss could convey how happy he feels. evan says it many more times that night. 

-zoe doesn’t get it tbh

-first this anxious weirdo comes into her house and is looking at her weirdly and then he’s looking at her brother and her brother is looking back and she hears laughing coming from connor’s room it’s weird but hey at least he isn’t acting crazy anymore

-then one night she hears a car come up the driveway at like 11 at night and she goes to her window to see who in fresh hell it is, forgetting that connor has gone to evan’s for the afternoon

-she sees the two get out of the car and go to the door. they chat a little bit and connor is smiling and their faces are weirdly close and they stop and evan leans up on his toes and oh my god they’re making out on the porch

-she never mentions it but there’s at least a week or more where she can’t look at connor 

-if im being honest i see evan being ace but if he weren’t/still copulates with connor, im here for power bottom connor

-someone that wasn’t me mentioned evan still letting cynthia pay for his college but only if she gets connor therapy and i love it and i love evan getting connor to therapy and i love him getting therapy gwahh

i havent got anything else but um this au kills me daily hope u like it adios

[dotbammie]

His//Im Jaebum

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary:Jaebum becomes possessive over you after he becomes jealous.

Author’s Note: This is some pure ass smut enjoy

WARNING: dirty talk, slight daddy kink.

xoxo Sara

You got up early one morning with the intentions of getting ready and making yourself look presentable.  You were meeting an old friend for the first time today and you wanted to make sure you looked nice. You slid quietly out of your bed, doing your best not to wake up your boyfriend. You knew he would need as much sleep as he could get due to his busy schedule as of late, and you didn’t want to interrupt his dreams. You sat by your mirror and hummed softly as you did your makeup, entertaining yourself while managing to not wake him.

You got dressed and headed out of your room, making sure to close the door as lightly as you could behind you, when you heard him stir in your bed. You heard his soft groans that he let out every morning circle through your usually silent apartment, making you smile to yourself as you reached the living room. You heard the door to your room open.

“Morning,” you call out to your boyfriend as you reach for your purse, sliding it onto your arm as you hear light footsteps trail down the hallway. “I’m going out today.”

“Where are you off to so early?” Jaebum hums lowly, arms snaking around your waist as he pressed his chin into your shoulder. You smiled softly as you felt his lips trail up your neck gently, a sign of his that always tells you that he would rather you stay in bed with him all day than having you do anything else.

“I’m going out with an old friend of mine,” you pat his hair gently, giggling lowly as you felt his hands pinch your sides, “He’s coming into town today and I haven’t seen him in some time, so he invited me out for coffee.”

“He?” he asked, head perking up as he raised an eyebrow at you. He looked down at you for a moment, observing what you were wearing before looking back up at you. He knew he couldn’t dictate what you wear, and he would never do that to you, because he respects you too much; but he couldn’t help but notice how cute you had dressed this morning.

You were wearing a short skirt with some knee-high stockings that you had purchased the other day from a thrift store, along with an oversized sweater that covered up most of the skirt, the only skin visible of yours being the tips of your thighs. He loved that look on you so much, it was something he dreamed about coming home to everyday, but it was a look he wanted for his eyes, and his eyes only. “Who is he?”

“Just an old friend,” you turned around to him, kissing his nose before a buzz rang through your apartment, signaling that someone was at the door downstairs waiting for you to buzz them in. “Oh, that must be him!”

“Is he coming up to the apartment?” Jaebum asked, running a hand through his hair as he looked down at his own attire; he was still in his pajama pants with no top on.

“Well, kind of,” You stated, walking over to the button to buzz him in, “He’s coming upstairs to pick me up, and then we’re leaving.”

“How long are you planning on being out?” Jaebum questioned, leaning against the side of the counter to watch you. You began feeling giddy at the thought of seeing an old friend, one you haven’t seen since you moved, and who had decided to come and visit the city just so he could come and see you.

“Probably until later tonight. He’s planning on taking me out for coffee now and i’m going to show him around, and I have a couple of places that I know he’s going to like so I wanted to show h-“

Before you could finish your statement, a soft knock on the door rang through the apartment. You smiled widely, walking over to the door and quickly opening it. Your friend stared back at you with a large smile plastered to his face, his arms already open and waiting for a hug from you.

“Wow, (Y/N),” he chuckled lowly, “Long time, no see.”

“Ah,” you chuckled as he pulled you into a hug, his grip tight around you as you patted his shoulders, “I could say the same to you! You haven’t changed a bit.”

Jaebum felt his hands clench into fists as he watched your friend grip you around your waist as you two spoke, something he would normally do while holding you. He felt a tinge of jealousy paint his insides, along with the soft stain of red that began climbing up his neck. He quickly wiped those feelings away, though, because he didn’t want you to see them. You turned back to him and smiled at him, causing him to force a smile on his face.

“This is Jaebum,” You gestured your friend over to him, Jaebum waving at him slightly. The man bowed his head politely to Jaebum before looking back at you.

“Are you to go?”

“Oh, yeah,” You smiled at him, taking the door knob in your hands as you began to close it, “Love you Jaebum, i’ll see you later!”

Before he could answer you, you were gone. Jaebum would never admit his jealousy, or admit that he had watched you two exit the building from your apartment window, noticing the man you claimed to be your close friend becoming too close for Jaebum’s comfort.

It wasn’t that Jaebum didn’t trust you; that wasn’t the case at all. It was that Jaebum didn’t trust other men around you. You were so beautiful, and he loved you to bits, and he knew that the other men around you could see how beautiful you were as well. Even without makeup on and in a pair of old sweatpants, you were still something Jaebum couldn’t believe, which was why he was so possessive over you. Whenever you went out, his hand was always around your waist, holding you tightly into him so people knew that you were his and no one else’s.

You took pictures of each place you went with your friend and sent them to Jaebum so he would know you were safe, something he didn’t ask you to do, but something you took upon yourself to do so he wouldn’t have to worry about you. But each time that you sent a picture to him, Jaebum could feel the jealousy rage inside of him as he stared at your friend in the picture, rather than you or the beautiful scenery. Your friend would get closer and closer to you in every picture, his hand wandering from the table, to his hair, and then to you. And Jaebum didn’t like it one bit.

As the day went on, Jaebum felt the jealousy build up inside of him. He didn’t know what to do with himself, but he knew that once you got home, he would show you that you were his, and no one else’s.

Jaebum felt himself grow needy for you; he wanted to touch you, kiss you, hold you, and make you moan his name so everyone could hear. He found himself thinking of you too; the way you looked, the way you touched him, the way you tasted. He thought about all of those things, and he couldn’t help the tent that was slowly rising in his sweatpants.

As night fell, you had messaged Jaebum that you were on your way home, and that you hoped he wasn’t waiting up for you because of how late it was. But of course, he was waiting for you patiently by the window.

He saw the car you had entered pull up in front of the building,and your friend got out of the other side to help you out. You hugged your friend tightly, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you in as close to him as you could possibly get. Jaebum ran a hand through his hair in anticipation, waiting for you to enter the building so you could return to be him and be his for the rest of the night.

You walked up the stairs slowly, wanting to take off your shoes more than anything and get in bed with your boyfriend. It was a long day of catching up with your old friend, but you couldn’t help but miss your boyfriend the whole time you were out. Each place you went to reminded you of him a little more, and it made you needy for him and his warmth.

You entered the apartment quietly, hoping that he would be asleep. For the most part, the lights were all off, a part from the side lamp that laid near the window. You smiled to yourself, thinking and hoping that he would be asleep and that he hadn’t waited for you. He didn’t answer the text you sent telling him that you were coming home, so you assumed that he would be asleep.

You slid off your shoes and made your way down the hallway quietly, when you felt a hand rest against your waist. You jumped up in shock, but quickly relaxed when you realized who it was.

“Jaebu-“

Before you could finish your sentence, you were being pushed against the wall face first, your cheek resting against the cold paint as Jaebum held you there tightly.

“Sh, (Y/N),” Jaebum murmured lowly into your ear, running his hands along your sides, “It’s really late. We wouldn’t want to wake the neighbors, would we?”

“What are you doing up J-“

“Shh,” Jaebum whispered yet again, one of his hands coming down to press against your ass as he gave it a tight squeeze, making you bite your lip softly at the feeling, “I was waiting for you, Baby girl. I’ve been waiting for you all day. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

You felt your cheeks grow hot as he pressed himself against you, his chest against your back and the evident hard-on in his sweatpants pressing against your bum, making you let out a soft whimper.

“Do you see what you do to me? Do you feel what you do to me, (Y/N)?”

You nodded your hand slightly as you felt his hand grope your bum again, making you shut your eyes. You should feel your heart beat against your chest as you waited in anticipation for what he would do next. He knew the exact way to get you worked up.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day… But you were with him,” He growled, digging your nails into your ass and making you whimper loudly at the feeling, “But you’re mine.”

“I w-“

You felt a hand come around your face and press against your mouth as you began to speak, followed by a soft spank against your butt cheek. You moaned softly into his hand as you gripped onto his wrist. He pulled your head back slightly, the back of it now resting on your shoulder as he growled into your ear.

“The only thing I want to hear from your mouth tonight is my name.”

He lowered his head down to your neck, pressing his lips to it roughly as his hands wrapped around to lean on your stomach, pressing him harder against you as his tongue poked out of his mouth to taste your soft skin. You whimpered as you felt him sucking roughly on the most sensitive parts of your neck, no doubt leaving a big purple bruise for you to try and cover up with makeup later.

His hands wandered up to your breasts, pressing the tips of his fingers against them through the thick material of your sweater, making you whimper for him. He turned you around, lifting your arms over your head and ripping the sweater off of you. He bit his lip as he caught sigh of your pink lace bra, his hands wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer to him.

“You’re such a fucking tease, do you know that?” He growled into your ear, sucking on your earlobe gently as you let out a soft moan. He pulled your body as close to his as he could, your skirt rising up your thighs slightly and allowing your clothed heat to gently press against the front of Jaebum’s sweatpants.

You felt yourself grow needy for his touch as he leaned in and caught your lips with his, capturing you in a deep and rough kiss as he leaned back and bit your lower lip. You felt his tongue slip from between his lips and wrestle with yours for dominance as your hips subconsciously began to roll themselves into his, desperate for any type of friction. You lifted your leg up to his waist and you felt him smirk against your mouth as he held it there, gripping your thigh tightly in his hands.

He slid his free hand in between your bodies, running his fingers gently over your clothed sex, a slight chuckle leaving his hips as the contact was enough to make you whimper out for him.

“You’re so wet, Baby girl, And i haven’t even touched you yet…” He moaned lowly into your ear, hand leaving your center to grab your other thigh and lift you up, keeping your back pressed against the wall as your legs wrapped around his waist, “I bet you want me to touch you, Baby.”

“Yes, please,” you whimpered, leaning your head against the wall and feeling him land yet another spank on your ass.

“Oh, baby,” he chuckled, rubbing your bum softly under your skirt, “No talking, remember? I’m going to have to punish you if you keep breaking my rules.”

He carried you down the hallway and to your bedroom, tossing you on the bed before biting his lip. “Take off your skirt for me, princess. Let me see that beautiful ass of yours.”

Not wanting to disobey his orders in fear of getting punished, you slowly slid the skirt down your thighs, leaving you in nothing but your bra, panties, and thigh highs.

“You’re so beautiful, Baby girl,” he groaned, looking at you with lust-filled eyes as he walked over to you. He pulled you up so you were on your knees on the bed, before he reached behind you to grab a hand full of your ass. He squeezed it gently, giving it another playful slap, “Your ass is going to be raw once i’m done with you.”

You whimpered softly as you watched him slip off his shirt and sweatpants, his hard-on evident as it pressed against his boxers, creating a perfect outline of his cock. You felt a heat rush between your legs, making you squeeze them shut as you leaned back on the bed.

“Nuh uh,” Jaebum hummed, taking your thighs in his hands and spreading them apart, “Keep your legs open for me, Kitten.”

Jaebum slowly crawled over you, kissing you deeply as his hands circled around your back, undoing the clasp of your bra before sliding the straps off of your shoulders. You whimpered lowly as the cold air rushed against your nipples, making them hard as Jaebum pressed his hands against them. He let his lips attack your neck once again as he tugged and pinched at your nubs, giving you no mercy as he left traces of him, gentle love-bites, down your neck and collarbones.

“I love touching you,” he mumbled, sitting up slowly as he continued to pinch at your nipples, twisting them between the pads of his fingers as he watched you squirm slightly beneath him, “But I bet you want me to taste you, don’t you baby?”

You nodded softly at him as he lifted himself from you, the sudden loss of contact making you groan in anticipation as you felt his lips trail suddenly along your belly. He kissed your skin softly, taking time to nibble gently on your hip bones before letting his lips fall down to your thighs. He kissed your inner thighs slowly as he slid your thigh high socks down, his lips following their trails, making sure he did not leave one part of you un-kissed.

You ran your hand through his hair as you let out a soft pant, his face dangerously close to your center as he took the end of your panties in between his teeth. He pulled them down your thighs slowly before you kicked them off. He pulled you to the edge of the bed, placing your legs over his shoulders as he left gently kisses along above your folds.

“Jaebum, please,” you whimpered lowly, grinding your hips up into the air, desperate for his touch. He pressed his tongue to the inside of your folds, gathering your juices on the tip before he trailed it to your clit, circling around it slowly. You let out a soft moan in satisfaction, your head falling against the pillows as you laid a hand on your stomach.

He started off slow; tracing circles around your clit slowly, occasionally dipping his tongue into your dripping center to get a better taste of you. He laid his tongue flat against your clit, leaving it there while he gently shook his head back and forth, making you moan loudly as you felt yourself grind against his face.

Without warning, he slowly slid not one, but two fingers into you; curling them up and pressing them against your g-spot as his tongue stayed pressed against your clit. You moaned his name out loudly as he began to pump his fingers inside of you, speeding up his pace as your moans grew louder.

“You like that, baby?” He asked you, voice low and husky as he pulled his face away from you, leaving his fingers to do all the work as he looked up at you, “You like when I make you feel good, hm? Go ahead, tell me how much you like it.”

“I,” you whimpered, beginning your statement as his free hand reached up to pinch at your nipple, leaving you breathless, “Fuck, Jaebum, I-“

“What?” He smirked, slowing down his pace as he felt your walls beginning to clench around his fingers, “What do you want baby?”

“Fuck, Jaebum, please go faster,” you whimpered, one hand reaching down to play with his hair while the other one rested on your free breast, pinching your nipple as he did the same to the opposite one.

“Do you want to cum, (Y/N)?” He asked, speeding up only slightly, making you squirm under him as he lightly caressed your g-spot, “Tell me. Tell daddy you want to cum all over his fingers, and he’ll let you.”

“Please,” You whimpered, the fuzzy feeling in your stomach beginning to grow larger with each passing moment, “Please, daddy. I need to cum all over your fingers.”

“Go ahead, baby girl,” He mumbled, beginning to pump faster as you moaned out in pleasure, coming undone under his touch. You felt him pull his fingers from you, keeping his eyes locked on yours as he licked your juices from his fingers.

He slid his tongue over your clit once more, beginning to rock his head back against you as he coaxed you through a second orgasm. He groaned into you lowly, the vibrations from his voice sending chills up your spine. You were sure you could handle another orgasm, but it seem as if you didn’t have a choice as you felt your tummy clench with anticipation, before coming undone yet again. He let his tongue slide over your entrance, lapping up your juices before leaning up, his mouth slick with you around it as he licked his lips.

“You taste so good, Baby,” he groaned, crawling up to you and kissing you roughly, traces of you still left on his tongue as you gripped the back of his neck.

“Why don’t you sit up for me and turn around, baby?”

You nodded weakly, slowly sitting up on your knees as you felt his lips behind your ear. He took both of your hands in his, placing them behind your back. “You think you can handle another, baby girl? I don’t want to hurt you.”

Though you were extremely over-stimulated, so much so you thought you would cum a third time if the wind even brushed against your clit, you still nodded, taking in a deep breath as he wrapped his arms around you.

He entered you from behind, your velvety walls pulling him in and allowing him to fill you fully as he groaned into your ear. He started off slow, rocking his hips into yours as he leaned his head back, reveling in the pleasure you were giving him. He couldn’t control himself as he began to pick up his pace, loud moans leaving your mouth as you leaned your head back against his shoulder.

He leaned his head in your neck, letting out slight groans as he bit down, his thrust becoming sporadic as you caressed the side of his head with your head. He let his hands rest on your tummy, on reaching up to pinch and flick at your nipple, while the other one let its fingers rest still against your clit, only rubbing against it due to the power of his thrusts.

“Jaebum,” you moaned his name out loudly, gripping his hair in your hands and tugging at it slightly, making a groan slip passed his lips, “Fuck, Jaebum.”

“That’s it baby girl,” he moaned into your ear, tugging on your earlobe with his teeth as he slowly began to rub your clit, “Go ahead and scream now, scream my name. Let the whole neighborhood know who fucks you so good.”

You moaned his name over and over, causing him to speed up the circles his fingers traced ferociously against your clit as he pounded into you from behind. You felt his hips buck slightly, signaling that he was close to his end, but you had already beat him; you screamed out his name as your third orgasm of the night hit you like a tonne of bricks, your thighs quaking beneath you as you came, squeezing your eyes shut as you panted.

“Fuck,” he moaned lowly, gritting teeth as his pleasure overcame him, his hops snapping into yours as he unloaded his seed into you, digging his nails tightly into your hips which will without a doubt leave some bruises later. You both slowly came down from your highs, his arms staying wrapped around you as he pulled you close into his chest. You felt his breath begin to steady against your back as he traced his hands up and down your tummy.

“Do you…Want to take a quick bath?” He offered, kissing your neck gently as he did this morning, making you smile as your rested your hands against his. You nodded gently, feeling his arms leave you momentarily as he got up and held out his hand to you. You got up and winced a bit, the pain in your hips setting in already as he pouted softly as you.

“I didn’t mean to be too rough if I was,” he said softly, taking you into his arms and lifting you, carrying you into the bathroom and setting you down on the toilet as he began to ran the bath. You traced your hands over his back as he did so, hugging him slightly from behind until he stood.

He stepped in the back and took your hand gently, helping you step into it with him before lowering both you and him into the water. He let you rest against his chest, head tucked into his neck as his hand gently rubbed up and down the smooth skin of your back.

“Were you jealous?”

“I wasn’t,” he denied, a pout resting on his lips making you giggled gently as he spoke, “But you’re just so beautiful. And he kept looking at you and touching you, and I didn’t want him to get the impression that he could take you away from me.”

“He couldn’t do that, even if he tried,” you mentioned, pressing a kiss to his neck this time, “I’m all yours, Jaebum.”

Jaebum smiled softly at your words, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead as you both laid in the bathtub in silence.

When the water grew cold, Jaebum drained it and helped you dry off, placing a shirt of his over your torso. He smiled at you as he pulled on a pair of his sweatpants, loving how small and cuddly you looked in his sweaters. You let out a soft yawn as he led you into bed, turning off the lights as he pulled you into his chest.

“I love you Jaebum,” you mumbled, gripping him tightly as if he were your large teddy bear, “But let’s go to sleep now, okay?”

“I love you so too, (Y/N),” Jaebum mumbled, watching you through the darkness as your eyes fell closed. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips before leaning back to admire you again. “Sleep well.”

[wydseo-blog]

it’s ya hoe, luna, back at it again with the second muse who will probably get more love bc i have a longer history with him and i have him fleshed out better (sorry jeongi baby)  

anyways, his tag line is literally “issa messy bitch who lives for drama and chaos” and i hope y'all will beAT HIS ASS FOR ME BC HE’S ANNOYING AF! !!! do NOT STAN HIM

under da cut is his background :) enjoy :)

slight warning for mentions of abuse and a hella lot of cursing....he gets his potty mouth from me im sorry.

–– PERSONALITY

first off, seo-bin thrives on compliments and attention. so u want something from him, say, money or information about someone, just stroke his huge ass ego and he’ll fall in your hands like putty.

OKAY NOW, yoo seo-bin takes pride in his flower boy/effeminate looks (his father don’t but that’s another story that i haven’t thought of yet lololol) 

he’s like “fuck gender roles and fuck JACK!” and wakes up at 4 am each day to make sure his face is beat to the high heavens. 

his potential brides even ends up breaking off their marriage proposals bc he won’t tell them his secrets on how to blend their eyeshadow perfectly/won’t do their make up. 

but he’s like “lol bitch i had to learn, u will too lol git gud hoe”

he’s the kim kardashian of his family tbh.

he’s the type of person whose only answer is to break up with your s/o if they treat you like shit bc, yah, he might be an ass sometimes but he lives long enough to know when it’s time to dump someone even tho he’s never been in a Romantic Relationship™

but on the flipside, when he feels like breaking hearts, he can switch it up and can snatch any and everyone up if he pleases.

“o that’s ur man? sorry, he ate my ass two hours ago.” or “that’s ur wiFE?! o man, do u know that she likes it when i bukk–” ANYWAYS. 

he really don’t care for relationships. well, i mean, not right now at least. he’s too busy slaying people with a simple grin and his witty intelligence. but in the far far far far far future, he does want to settle down and become a cute ass family with cute ass children (ugh. can’t relate.) and a cute ass lover (be it man, woman or in between. he ain’t picky.) with cute ass cats and dogs in a cute ass house with cute ass white picket fences. and attends cute ass pta meetings. 

ALTHOUGH, on the off chance that you managed to dig ur way into his heart that’s really a hole with an ice pump in it, he’s more than willing to lay down his life for you

well no. he’s not. at the most, he’ll give you love and affection if you need it or even some money but to give up his life?? lemme get back to u on that….

ok but back to the love and affection part. 

growing up with politicians and other corrupt people of power running all throughout his house constantly, he was bound to pick up on some of their habits. especially when his father was training him and his elder brother to take after him. 

so u know pops was happy his youngest son started showing interest in this old ass politician whose aura basically screamed “THIS IS THE FUCKING DEVIL IN DISGUISE DO NOT APPROACH!” 

but seo-bin being an asshole kid (and wanted to make pops proud) ignored all warning signs and went up to the politician and after that, they became a close senpai and kouhai~~

more about these two in the backstory section lmAO 

considering he’s from a rich ass family with old and dirty money, you’d think he’d do the cliche route and be super disgusted with it and try to give it away to charity or pay for some poor kid’s college tuition without expecting a thing back, then honey, you got a big storm coming. keep that progressive shit for the future generations. money is his only fun on the god forsaken earth and he’ll be damned if he gave that up to better the world.

he’s also super into tarots cards and everything like that. 

he also liked playing with fire and try to summon the mothERFUCKING DEVIL ON MULTIPLE OCCASIONS AS IF HIS BITCH ASS WON’T BE POSSESSED. but he stopped that shit when he turned 13 when he realized his emoness ain’t cute (he was a hardcore chunnibyou if u didn’t realize it.)

also before i forget, his bitch ass don’t have a sense of direction so pls don’t ask him to lead you anywhere bc he’ll somehow make the both of u end up in peru with llamas surrounding you (it happened before..) and he’ll just be looking at you like you did something wrong. 

–– BACKGROUND

yoo seo-bin was born feburary 15th to a corrupt politician and a famous super model/sugar baby (he got most of his looks from his mom, including the hair) 

his older brother, yoo dae-bin (their parents are so original istg) was born january  21st

dae-bin wasn’t really interested in politics like their father was but just did it bc he didn’t have an idea of what he wanted to do yet.

seo-bin however, was interested in how a group of simple old men can dictate how their country works

obvious jackpot there. 

dae-bin inherited their father ruggedly handsome looks and females always flocked to him before they even glanced at seo-bin

and that made seo oddly pissed the fuck off bc “how come i get all of his leftovers? I’M THE BABY! TAKE CARE OF ME” despite the fact that his brother is like 5 years older than him and have more time to experience females…

so to get over this, seo begun to interrupt dae’s intimate time with this one specific female he used to bring home all of the time and just started flirting with her until she was charmed by seo-bin and she begun to spend most of her time cooing at seo-bin’s adorable kiddy face. 

then he begun spewing lies on his brother.

*rena voice* “ring ring yeoboseyo?” “ oh! noonaaa~ do u know binnie-hyung bought home another girl?! they were making a lot of noise too so i couldn’t sleep last night! this was like the fifth one this week!! *activate teary eyes*” 

needless to say, she got pissed. and broke off their engagement. the bins’ pops got heated at the loss of an important business partner.

till this day, seo-bin still doesn’t care what sort of punishment dae-bin received. he just remembers laying in bed with a wide ass evil grin on his face as he listened to his brother’s muffled pleas for forgiveness 

but tbh, these two never received any familial love. all they know is money and how it can change people’s mind with the right number. their mom was too busy jet setting to some foreign land bc of her career and their pop was too busy being corrupt. so they had to rely on each other and had to remember the love they got when they were, like, infants. 

so back to the devil politician i mentioned earlier

so, after their little mentor/mentee sessions was arranged, dae-bin finally spoke up to his younger brother, voicing his concerns about this

“ah…well….i’m sorry you feel that way hyung but someone has to become the star child >:)” 

but turns out dae was right when seo came home one day with blood running down his nose and a black eye. the abuse continued on for like six months before dae stepped in and was like “ayo fam. u finna keep hitting my brother then i’m gon break ya knee caps. fuck wit me if u wanna. u know we got the money to make ur death look like an suicide. not to mention, all of korea’s police force is on our side, willingly and unwillingly. so pick ur poison wisely.” 

that was when seo started to gain a little respect for dae.

but tHEN THEIR FATHER CAME OUTTA NOWHERE AND SPOKE TO THE BROTHERS ABOUT WHO WILL INHERIT THE FAMILY’S ROYALTIES

seo, being smug and assuming shit, got his little heart broken when his father called out to the other bin. 

“BITCH WHAT??? AFTER ALL I DID??/ U GON GIVE IT TO THIS HEADASS?” 

well he didn’t say that. but knowing his mouth, he probably would have. 

but the respect he had for his brother went out of the door when dae actually accepted it. like with no hesitance at all. 

CAN’T TRUST THESE HOES. CAN’T TRUST YA FAMILY. CAN’T TRUST NO-ONE.

so, he begun plotting on how to break dae and get him impeached (this ain’t a president campaign luna calm down lmoa) as the *iron’s voice* motherfucking top man. 

SO HE ENLISTED HELP FROM THAT CHICK AND OOH BOY SHE HAD A LOT OF DIRT ON HIS BROTHER. 

side note; he keeps her as a confidant 

so he brought out Receipts™ and tossed them on his pops desk like *jennie voice* click clack bada bing bada boom bitch

but they weren’t solid sadly so he had to call up some nitty gritty people and ask them to frame his older brother

unlike the chick, they got the job done and now his brother is rotting somewhere in korea. (omg no, wait,  he ain’t dead. he just disappeared huhuh) 

so basically, if u ain’t useful, u ain’t shit to seo biggest lie ever lmfao. 

then it turned out, his mother found out about it and rASIIED HELL about how her favorite child disappeared and convinced her husband to send seo-bin away (he hated that bitch anyways so he didn’t really mind.) so now he’s here at hongdae, ready to raise hell and enjoy his time until his dad gives him his rIGHTFUL INHERITANCE THAT DAE-BIN DID NOT DESERVE AT ALL

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Females have lower car insurance then males. So if a male gets a sex change does the car insurance company change their sex in their records and lower their car insurance?

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im 18 and im from california.. i barely got my drivers license 2 days agooo and i was wondering what insurance is right for me? i want an insurance that is affordable... not so expensive... what do u recommend? what do you have? and how much do you pay for it?

What is the best Car Insurance ? HELP!!!?

Okay so I am a first time Driver and will be getting my first car really soon between next month and May. But first I need help on finding the right insurance especially one that's not really high for a first time driver also I need some tips on things I need to have when I get my car , tags & titles , registration. I need to know everything possible that I need to know when buying my first car and actually keeping up with it .""

Urgent question about medical insurance for college students!!!???

I'm a student at a major university in the state of Washington (not that it matters for the question I guess). I'm still on my dad's insurance but it's going to expire on my birthday this year. If it is verified that I'm a student at a college (I don't think it matters whether it's a university, community college, trade school, whatever), then the insurance can continue. I stupidly dropped a class close to the beginning of this term, and this unknowingly dropped me *just*, just barely to the status of 'half-time'. I really didn't realize this would happen and has caused me all sorts of grief with the financial aid gods (lol)...I already will have to be writing appeal letters explaining my mistake. Well, I digress, but my question is: For this insurance matter, do I just need to be a student or do I need to be a full-time student . If it's the latter, pardon my French, but I'm pretty much, f**ked, aren't I? Anyone know the answer?""

I'm looking for affordable health care insurance plan in Texas?

I'm looking for no more than $5000 deductible around $300 to $400 a month for 1 primary and 2 dependents. And the insurance has to cover some of outpatient and inpatient as my son has asthma. Please any help I can't find anything online.

Do you have life insurance?

Do you have life insurance?

The best health insurance?

im was wondering whats the best health insurance to get for some who is 19. someting that has eye vision to. i work but i dont have insurance from my job its along story so dont ask. i need something that is affordable. i live in southern california. any suggestions will do. this stuff is all confusing to me . copayment? or deductible? please help!!!

Health Insurance For Babies?

Hey there. I am 17 and I am about to give birth to a baby boy. I was wondering if anyone knew if my father's health insurance would cover the baby until I am 18, since I am still not legally an adult until July. If you have any answers or opinions, I would greatly appreciate it. =]""

Which company offers the best priced automotive insurance? I have a teenage driver and the rates are killing!

I have seen many ads for GEICO but I do not know anyone that has tried them. I currently have PROGRESSIVE but do not think I am getting a great rate with them.

Auto Insurance in 2 States?

Folks I am dealing with an issue that involves 3 cars 3 drivers ( my wife, my son and I) and 2 different states (my son away at college) the insurance companies are thiefs trying to stick it to me. Even though my son is at college more than 1250 miles away from home the insurance company still charge me for him, I bough him a car and since he is in another state my insurance premium is almost triple. Any ideas? remember 3 cars 3 drivers and 2 states my son at college with a new car. Will it be cheaper if he gets his own insurance? Help is needed and much appreciated""

In case of an accident where someone in a motorcycle is badly hurt will liability insurance cover?

Say there is an accident involving a motorcycle and a car. The person in the motorcycle is badly injured how much will liability insurance cover? The insurance would be from the person responsalbe for the accident this case the person in the car. Would there be a big difference if you have full cover isurance?

Best health insurance for bariatric surgery?

I live in Florida and am trying to have bariatric surgery. What company's will pay for the surgery in Florida?

What cars have the best insurance rates?

What cars have the best insurance rates?

Home & Car Insurane?

What insurance company combines Home and car insurance i want to pay them together

If your name is not on your parents car insurance?

if your name is not on your parents car insurance, are you allowed to drive it and will they cover you if you get into an accident?""

Does gender affect car insurance prices?

I have heard being female means you get lower rates. Is this true? Do you pay a lot for insurance?

Whats the average motorcycle insurance cost for an 18 year old guy?

Whats the average motorcycle insurance cost for an 18 year old guy?

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