#AHHH WELCOME BACK DEAR

[silverskye13]

HELLO! It's been a while, hasn't it?

Anyways, this is from a really old post of yours, that stuck with me and refused to leave until I drew it. You were talking about something, and in passing mentioned how the characters talked.

Welsknight= like radiance and sun

Helsknight= fiery and wolf-like

And Tanguish= Cold and Crawling

Also Tango but I cannot draw that man for the life of me his hair never looks quite right-

!!

[stars-and-the-min]

☆ the wrong way to hard launch (16) | OP81

summary : oscar's girlfriend is a walking pr problem for literally everyone (including herself) social media au

pairing : oscar piastri x zhou!fem!singer!oc

a/n the isms of a long-distance, working couple i'm back!!! this was supposed to be published in july my bad y'all i got busy :)

masterlist | last part | part 16 | next part (tba)

INSTAGRAM

selinabui

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selinabui happy birthday to the best cousin i could've asked for. thanks for being some racing-obsessed weirdo, for playing video games with me across the world and most of all for once punching some guy in the face for me. love from: the more talented, overall better, most adorable cousin you could've asked for <3 (you'll always be the coolest older brother!) tagged: zhouguanyu24

zhouguanyu24 Being nice to me 🤨 ↳ selinabui @.zhouguanyu24 just respecting the elderly

linasgirl4 THEEEEE best cousin duo

emptybottlos they're very dear to me actually

MESSAGES

from the phone of oscar piastri

TWITTER

piaa⁸¹ @papayaeightyone · 8h IT'S RACE WEEEEEEEEEEK ↳ piaa⁸¹ @papayaeightyone · 8h 2024 CANADIAN GP FIRST OSCAR WIN MANIFESTING MANIFESTINGGGGGGGG

liv is SEEING EB LIVE!! @olivielina · 4h berlin empty bottles fans, did lina sound stuffy live? in the videos i've seen she looks sick ↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 3h heard from oomf that cami said lina had a bit of a cold :(

INSTAGRAM

chrisyamada 🎵 | Chris Yamada · Pins and Needles (ft. Selina Bui from Empty Bottles)

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chrisyamada Surprise drop? @.selinabui and I are pleased to present, to our humble fans, a little collab we recorded back in April. Without further ado, enjoy 'Pins and Needles' tagged: selinabui

selinabui fyi the electric guitar solo is ME bc as if he could ever shred that cool ↳ chrisyamada @.selinabui i totally could

linasgirl4 yall... what in tarnation why have you been sitting on this for 2 months 😭😭😭

lukaszhang ok but when's the mv dropping 🤨 ↳ moonbeamlina @lukaszhang there's... there's a music video 🥹

ceciliapham omfg it sounds so good oooohh it's a slow song ahhh her voice is angelic fr June 7

selinabui Paris, France

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selinabui "are you happy to be in paris?" OUI!

pastry81 close enough, welcome back oscalina!!! ↳ selinabui @.pastry81 oscar pastryyyy 🥺

tina_kim SO NOT OVER PINS AND NEEDLES I'M STARVED FOR NEW MUSIC

oscarpiastri hey there ↳ selinabui @.oscarpiastri oh hi 🥰

aidan_ebass Never ever going to watch a show with you again. Please learn to shut up 🫶 June 9

TWITTER

kay ♡ @ blackcatluna · 1h it genuinely feels like there's an EB show every second night, do these people even sleep 😭😭😭

president linami @.linaminami · 43m is it just me or is the european leg really really busy? ↳ president linami @.linaminami · 42m the band barely has any time to breathe because they keep hoping to countries with like a day or two leeway ↳ president linami @.linaminami · 42m berlin to paris had a four day gap which is one of the longest gap between shows

kayla @luna_apocolypse · 1h tbh it's not super surprising that lina got sick; it's still cold in the northern parts and she wears mini dresses and short skirts for two hours in the evening; plus she's probably exhausted and burning out

lina bui x2 grammy winner @urdaisea · 12m three back to back paris shows... i'm a little worried for lina's health

MESSAGES

from the phone of selina bui

TWITTER

pookie piastri @.op81ln4 · 9h got blessed with cat energy oscar video from mclaren thank you lord 🙏

lina !!! @EB_selina · 4h can i physically afford to watch this race; send advice (i'm sick lmao) ↳ Aidan Park @EB_Aidan · 4h Selina, you have a 40 degree fever get off your phone ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 4h wdym... i'm not on my phone 🥸 ↳ Oscar Piastri @.OscarPiastri · 1h Hey... what did you mean by 40 degree fever 🤨

piaa⁸¹ @.papayaeightyone · 12m uh wtf happened to charles??? ↳ lanaaaaa @.sharlleglrg · 8m that's the monaco curse oversleeping

MESSAGES

from the phone of selina bui

INSTAGRAM

selinabui_news

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selinabui_news 📱Screencaps of Lina from the Empty Bottles instagram live. Get well soon baby 🥺 tagged: selinabui

piastri_lina how does she still look better than me on the brink of death????

amelia_belrose i hope she feels better soon :( but did you see her face when kas panned the camera over 😭 i thought i was about to witness a murder

marie_h.sb she's been going on stage every night like that 😧 June 11

TWITTER

TMD Tour News @EB-TMDTour · 56m Lina was talking to a fan during the encore, asked for his name and got flustered when he said "Oscar" #TMDWorldTour ↳ piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 32m help i think she broke why did it take her 15 seconds to say something 😭😭😭 ↳ president linami @ linaminami · 49m actually wheezing at kas' face, he seriously can't believe she's that down bad oml

oscalina real ?! @emptyginbottles · 40m i'm eating gooooooood tonight

pookie piastri @.op81ln4 · 23m somewhere on earth oscar piastri is kicking his legs and giggling at that clip of his gf's brain shutting down at the mention of his name

camilina gfs fr @ drummergf · 11m this is unironically the antithesis of that sabrina moment with a fan named joshua like 😭 similar reaction of disbelief and surprise but the context could not be more different

MESSAGES

from the phone of oscar piastri

TWITTER

lina !!! @EB_selina · 4h this is actually really mortifying and i'd appreciate if we all collectively wiped it from memory ↳ Oscar Piastri @.OscarPiastri · 3h It's actually my new ringtone for you ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 3h count ur lucky stars we're not in the same country right now

cami yang @EB_Cami · 38m what if i said i'm also feeling a little messy 🤔

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

taglist @ririyulife @ashy-kit @fionaschicken @namgification @cherry-piee @urfavsgf @eiaaasamantha @sp1rl @destinyg237 @iloveyou3000morgan

[sunhee27]

♡ Halloween with enha hyung line

• 엔하이픈 ୨୧ f ! r・fluff established relationship ・kisses, petnames (^-^) pls reblog if you like it and requests are welcome.

(Idk why some of the letters are big, it’s so annoying and I can’t change it)

• 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 (이희승)

You and Heeseung would be binge watching scary movies. Yes, Heeseung was probably the most scaredy cat of all time, right after you. But today he told himself to protect you. You have made a big fort on Heeseung’s bed with snacks and millions of pillows.

“Ahhhhh” You scream hiding behind Heeseung like a little kid after the jump scare for the tenth time this hour. He quickly hides you and makes sure you are under the covers.

“Awww did you get scared beautiful.” He coos and kisses your forehead. He would also have gotten scared if it wasn’t because he saw half of the jump scares coming. But when he looks back at the screen, a massive jump scare hits him right in the face, making him jump back and scream before hiding under the covers with you. You both burst into laughter under the covers.

“Maybe we both are scaredy cats.” He giggles.

“Yeah we probably are.” You laugh. He pulls you closer by the waist, making your lips touch.

“Happy Halloween beautiful.” He smirks against your lip.

• 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐀𝐘 (박종성)

Yall would definitely be making Halloween baking day. Trying various recipes and Halloween flavour. Now you both are decorating pumpkin cookies. “What are you drawing on yours.” You laugh at Jays cookie that looks like an orange and green mess. “It’s a pumpkin.” He groans in frustration. You wrap your arms around him looking at his masterpiece. “I don’t see it.” You mumble against his neck. “Oh you don’t. Well then what did you make.” He turns around before standing up at picking you up, putting you on the kitchen counter. “Uhm idk.” You nervously laugh. “That’s what I thought” he says and kisses your forehead. “Let’s just finish our ugly cookies.” You giggle.

• 𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 (심재윤)

Jake had dragged you into going to the haunted house. At first it was okay, you were just holding on to him for life as you both tiptoed into the house. But as you got closer and closer to the exit, it also got more and more scary. “I have this feeling that something will jump in our face in a minute.” You hold onto Jake. “I think I feel it to-Ahhh.” Just as Jake was about to finish his sentence, a man with a scary mask and other costumes jumps in front of you.

He runs after you as Jake takes your wrist running for dear life. But it all ends well as you make it just out the exit. “Worth the money?” He laughs as you and him are out of breath. “Definitely.” You giggle back catching your breath.

• 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 (박성훈)

You both decided to keep it easy this Halloween. Making pumpkins was definitely a win. You decided to carve each other on the pumpkin. “Wait why are you carving a cat?!” Sunghoon says in shock looking at your pumpkin. “It looks like Jungwon, that’s so cute.” You say confused by him. “But you were supposed to make me!” He groans. “Then why are you making a puppy.” You let out. “Because it’s like Jake.” He says rolling his eyes playfully. “You were supposed to make me!!!” You huff crossing your arms. “You love Jungwon more than me!” Sunghoon also cross his arms turning away from you. “You love Jake more than me.” You do the same thing. You both sit in silence for a bit before bursting into laughter. “You know, let’s switch pumpkins. Since you look like a cat and I look like a puppy.” Sunghoon suggests and you agree with a nod and a smile.

[h0ney-mochi]

a little kunikuzushi brainrot from the anon who sent the kissing scara ask ...... i just NEED someone to talk to about this ughh

okay. he's, of course, innocent as ever, so this one time when he comes across a ✨spicy✨ moment in some book he'd been reading, kuni doesn't understand what's happening in that scene. so he comes to you for help!

when he asks about it, you chuckle awkwardly and try to avoid explaining it to him, but kuni's eager to learn and doesn't want to give up easily. he's so cute omg

my brain has a limit, so what would you do?

(also, you seem like a pretty cool person! can i be 🧋 anon?)

Kunikuzushi x reader ;; readers pronouns not mentioned

SUGGESTIVE CONTENT (it's mainly sfw, but at the end it gets a little suggestive)

Summary: Kunikuzushi spends some of his time reading. His pure, innocent self comes across a.. scene, which he doesn't really understand, but from the sentences it's good..? So he comes to you, asking for your help on it. How could you deny him when he's so eager to know..?

A/n: WELCOME 🧋 ANON <33 Thank u sm for the ask!! I like to think I'm pretty alright :)) I don't think I wrote this well ahh.... 🙌

This made me think, a little hard to write on the explaining, so that part is a little messy.. but ahhh, explaining to lil innocent kuni what the scene is... his flushed reaction... aah~ the possibilities?!

Minor writer, dni if uncomfortable!

You're just relaxing in your room, writing some things down on a small paper. That's when you heard footsteps and the door open. You turn around and see that it's Kunikuzushi. You noticed that he had a book in hand. You greet him, asking what brings him to you, while you go back to your paper.

He walks next to you and sits down on the chair next to the desk. "Well I- there's this scene in the book and I don't understand.. it..?" He quickly opens up the book again and you put your pen down. Kuni shows you and you take it in your hands, reading. It takes you a moment to realize you're reading one of those spicy scenes. You stop reading as you widen your eyes, looking at him, back at the words and then back at him.

You put the book back in front of him, awkwardly laughing. "Well, that's- It's not really important, so you can just continue in the book," you say, smiling slightly at him, "It's not the the end, is it?" He nods, but continues to speak, "Well, yeah, but I want to know. She describes it as-" "I very well read what she described it as, Kuni," you chuckle, tapping your fingers against the desk, "But it's something you can learn later in life, you know-?"

"Why can't you just tell me?" He stares with a confused look, "Is it really that bad? The author certainly doesn't write it like that-" You let out a sigh, thinking, staring at the book. He leans down to meet your gaze, "Please?" You look at him. Is it really worth telling this pure soul what he just read? Well, his curiosity is adorable.. Oh dear. He won't back away that easily, so might as well just get over it, no?

"Alright, um," you start, clearing your throat, "Give me the book again." Kuni gives it to you and you head to the page. You read through the start of the scene and then a bit after, quickly grasping on what exactly you're about to explain to him. You're not sure if he genuinely does not know anything or maybe he knows something, just a little.. you hope he does, would ease your mind..

You start speaking, asking 'simple' questions first, such as how much does he know about anything related, and all that jazz. You're regretting everything as you're proven again that no, he does not know.

And so you explain. Bit by bit, you try your best to tell him that yes, that's seggs, and yes, a man has his dick inside a woman in the scene. And yes that they both receive pleasure. You tried your best, yet you had no idea what the fuck were you trying to say. But the more you tried to explain, the more you noticed his face getting hotter. He asks questions, you answer them.

At some point you shut up completely, seeing Kunikuzushi put his hands on his face for a moment. "Are you okay?? I know this is a very awkward topic, I don't know if I'm even telling you something," you chuckle a little. He takes his hands away and swallows. Kuni looks back at you, shifting in his seat, "..And how do they- how does that feel?" You blink. Thinking for a moment, you respond, "Well, it usually feels good, the author wrote it as.. well, we both read it."

"Have you done it?" His gaze is unfocused. You shake your head, "No, but I've read of it, maybe seen it, and few of my friends speak of it." It's silent, Kuni being lost in thought. Then he whispers an "Could we try it?" Your eyes widen at that. He looks at you with a pleading look, "Pleaase? I want to know how that is.." "Kuni, this is something you should really think about first-" You quickly respond, but he interrupts you.

"Please?"

..You can't say no to that, can you?

So with few more sentences, and him being eager to have you show him, you and him were on the bed. Your hand held his face as you told him how to kiss, Kuni immediately pressing his lips against yours when you stop talking.

Then you had him part his lips, so you could show him more how a kiss can be. Your hand on his cheeks, the other at his waist. In between kisses, he's telling you how he's feeling weirder and hotter. Each of your soft touch on his body was making him shudder and make noise in your mouth.

"Are you sure?" You ask again, hand tracing his arm. He nods quickly, "Yes, yes, please." So you continued. You laid down while telling Kuni what to do, telling him that yes, you can touch that, yeah you can touch that as well. It seemed like he couldn't focus though, too much information, too much of your touch, your words, you. His hands were a little shaky, he was flushed and his eyes always went from your eyes to your body. After a moment, he just mumbled out an 'It's too much..'

You nodded, saying it's completely fine. You understand. You laid him down and got on top, indulging him another kiss. His hands went on your shoulders, moaning in the kiss when your hand trailed down his stomach. Kuni pulls away, bucking his hips, "Lower.. please, touch me-" So you did. And his head falls back as a whine comes through. You press a kiss to his cheek, "I'll show you what they did, alright?"

[yanderestarangel]

🎀 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠 | 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 🎀

TW: v!sex, afab anatomy, sex with ropes, bdsm, sub!reader, praise, ftm reader, oral ( f!re ).

a/n: repost!!! sorry for the last post, I made it sleepy and tired, I didn't realize I had left paragraphs in Portuguese, sorry <3 I promise to pay more attention - thanks to everyone who warned me about the error too! you guys help me improve my pots.

─── The silence rang in Kuai Liang's ears, as soon as he entered the house, something was wrong - after all, his husband, aka you - always welcomed him with a smile on his face, and it was also the middle of Christmas... He at least hoped that you were there, welcoming him... But what he received was silence.

He walked quickly throughout the house, looking for room after room, until he arrived in the kitchen and saw a small path made by red rose petals leading him to the main table, and so, when he looked up he saw you there - you were tied with red silk ribbons all over your body, with your hands tied behind her back, your breasts bounced with each sweet moan, like a Christmas present, the lines of the ribbon decorated her tight and already wet pussy like a small 'v', while you had a plastic gag in your mouth, beautiful and vulnerable, the perfect Christmas gift for the pyromancer - a little note by your side "Merry Christmas honey..." made by you. His heart sped up at the sight of you tied up like that, vulnerable yet irresistibly attractive, with gentle hands he wiped away a few strands of sweat that had gathered on your forehead, tracing his fingers over your flushed cheeks.

"-You did this for me?" He asked incredulously, running a calloused finger along your exposed neck before reaching up to cup your jaw gently. Glancing down at your exposed pussy once more, he licked his lips hungrily before reaching out to caress it gently with his index finger, tracing circles around your sensitive spots."-Ahhh... So responsive baby" He groaned softly, savoring the feeling of power this position gave him over you

"-You want me to claim you properly don't you? To mark you as mine?" Without waiting for a response, Kuai Liang bent down lower, his mouth hovering above your wet folds. With a growl of desire, he began sucking and nipping on your clitoris, causing you to arch your back in pleasure/pain mixed reactions. His tongue darted out, swirling around your entrance before sliding inside you slowly, exploring every inch of your tight passageway. He moaned deeply against your thigh as he did so, enjoying the sounds of your moans muffled by the gag.

With a dark hunger in his eyes, he maintained your bindings, relishing in the visual of the beautiful red satin bows that held you captive. "-So eager, my little one." With that, he pulled away once more, leaving you writhing in need and frustration. The cold air brushed against your exposed pussy, heightening the sensation of anticipation building within you. When you finally managed to utter out a desperate cry through the gag, something primal awakened inside Kuai Liang.

"-You look absolutely exquisite like this my dear boy," he growled. "-So helpless, so perfect for my pleasure." His hands roamed over your body, tracing the lines of the satin bows that adorned you.

Positioning himself at the entrance of your wet and eager pussy, he teased you with the head of his cock, brushing against your swollen lips. The anticipation was almost unbearable, the need for him to claim you becoming an ache deep within you. Without warning, Kuai Liang plunged deep into you, filling you completely with his hard length - the sensation of him stretching you, filling you to the brim.

"-You're a fucking beautiful little slut aren't you? so submissive and beautiful, oh- fuck boy! squeeze that pussy tighter on my dick." He gave both of your breasts a delicious slap, making them jiggle from his rough and delicious thrusts - his crotch was totally dirty with your cunt, slapping your clit.

Liang's breath grew ragged as he felt your pussy clench around his throbbing cock, a desperate plea for release, the overwhelming sensation of your tightness pushed him to the brink of climax. - Kuai Liang groaned loudly, his orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave. With a roar, he pulled out of your tight channel, spurting his hot seed everywhere—on your stomach, breasts, and even some landing on your face. "-That was... Amazing, you're so good at this, my angel."

Reaching over to retrieve the gag from your mouth, he removed it, allowing you to speak again. "-How do you feel?" He asked, brushing away some of the sweat that had gathered on his forehead with a tender touch. "-You really are the best gift for me... ready for a second round?" The pyromancer smiles, tying your wrists even tighter, looking at your other hole. "-I want more of my beautiful boy."

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[shugar0cone]

I saw that you said it was somewhat hard for you to write for Rosie romantically, so could you do a platonic Rosie x reader where Rosie & the reader are having a picnic?? It would be fun to gossip with Rosie tbh

rosie darling

Living in a cannibal town was probably the best decision of your life! Clean and friendly definitely an upgrade from the rest of the pentagram, AND on top of that you were best friends with the overlord that owned the place, roise. A delightful…young…old? Lady. She was definitely a gossiper.

I sat sipping the rose tea rosie made for us for the picnic. Her presence was always welcomed and when I offered her a day off of the emporium she of course said yes. “Thanks for not bringing uhh.” I thought for a second, the only down part of living in a cannibal town was cannibalism, i did not eat people nor kill. I'm just pappi in the wind. (That's the white stuff on a dandelion you blow, JUst learned this.) I made bad decisions in life like blackmailing and definitely some suggestive intake of medication. I listened to all gossip in the pentagram from velvets biggest insecurity to the radio demon and vox having a past together, it is quite interesting, “Our food taste?'' Rosie said her smile never disappeared. “Yes, I love the angel food cake you made.” I say. “No problem my dear, so tell me any news on stuff?” she smiled while taking a sip of her tea. Man she was pretty, I loved the way she always dressed so elegantly. She wore no hat today but she did wear a new dress, a simple sun one. “Well.” I thought. “Alastors back and with the princess.” She was shocked. “I thought he was an ace?” I paused. “No, NO like as in working with her.” I say putting my hands up. “I know darling just messing with ya.” she winked at me, i loved rosies playful nature. Reminded me of when I was alive. “Yep and they're running a hotel together to redeem sinners.” I laughed at this idea. It's the end of the line, hell is gonna be forever. “My dear, I wonder what Alastor is doing there because we both know he aint looking to redeem.” She laughed. “Yep, interesting.” I took a bite of the angel food cake she made. “Hey have you seen susan today she hasn't been well… herself by now she would have gotten in our way insulting you.” I covered my mouth while still chewing. I laughed. “Yeah she fucking hates me huh?” Just then I got the idea. “Do you think she's been eaten!” I got excited. Just then I found her and became mad that she was alive. “I AIN'T GOING NOWHERE YOU DAMN BITCH.” She flipped us [mainly me.]

First rosie fan fiction omg i adore her she is so lovely, like ahhh, and cannibal town is so pretty definitely a change in scenery. (Also the kids are so cute!)

Xoxo

-shugar

[glitteryapricotranchbiscuit]

Hi uhm. I don't usually send in asks, buuut I would really like to see some rough dom Ayato x male reader, if you could? If you're not comfortable with male reader, I'd be good with gn!

I feel Ayato would have the most sweetly condescending words, a big mix of praise and degradation, but he'd be so rough and mean, teasing when you whine and cry

♡ Imagine dom!Ayato enjoying playing with his puppy ♡

!● warnings: male reader, praising, degradation, rough Ayato, calling you puppy, sub!male reader, rimming, very smut, NSFW🔞 no minors or I’ll eat u alive

notes: I'm more than comfortable with writing for the male readers here 😩💕 Anyone is welcome my dear! AND SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG, had recently lots of stress qwq

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Ayato's and your's story collided very fast together. Simply put, during Ayato’s morning routine training, he saw you wedeling the sword. Well, you told yourself you tried to get better but in Ayato’s eyes it looked like you were fighting bees. After this time both of you trained together. He taught you lots of cool sword techniques and loved your cute reactions whenever he made a smooth movement. After some weeks he invited you over. You were pretty nervous since it was a big deal to get an invitation from the Kamisato Clan, especially from the head of the Clan itself! As soon as you were allowed to enter the very scary and big looking house, you waited in his office. In the morning he told you it would be an important conversation between him and you. Since he also looked pretty serious while telling you this, you were nervous. Of course, who wouldn’t be nervous around Ayato? Fumbling around your clothing made you look like a young person waiting to get scolded. It’s something that your mother always told you. “(y/n)! Stop fumbling around your clothes, it will make it look messy.” You said quietly to yourself while smiling. Little did you not notice that Ayato and Thoma entered the office. Your cheeks immediately turned to a light pink shade before you saw Thoma smiling. “Oh yeah, right, should I get something to drink or anything light to eat for you…?” Thoma also questioned Ayato who sat down on his comfortable ground pillow to sort the files he was holding before. “No, thank you. It won’t take long between (y/n) and me.” Ayato smiled with his usual impression at your direction. Before turning towards Thoma who was about to go. “And please make sure that no one interrupts us.” With a short bow Thoma left the office and closed the door behind it. Before you could turn around to Ayato, he interrupted you. “Sit closer to me. You don’t need to be shy around me.” This time his smile wasn’t masked. It felt like he genuinely wanted you to see him like this. It was so soft you could drown in it. Without wasting more time you stand up, lightly tap your cloth back to normal before sitting in front of him which he seemed not to like. “We have done much more … intimate things than this, (y/n). Come here.” He pointed at his lap. Yes, he was right. Both of you did not only train together but also had some very important business to take care of in his changing room… or behind the tree where no one would catch you guys or even one time in the small storage room. It was mostly you who was on the knees and sucking his dick. Of course it was all consent! After all he did not want to hurt you or let you feel uncomfortable since he was in a way higher position than you would ever be. 

After you finally placed your ass on his lap, his arms curled around your waist. You could feel his hot breath on your neck while he hugged you closer on him. “Ahhh~ I’m sorry if this was sudden for you to be here. You are a good guard and studied a lot the past weeks.” While Ayato casually talked to you, his hands spread your legs open, rubbing around your clothed dick. “I saw potential in you since the first time I laid my eyes on you.” You started to shiver from the light kisses on your neck and the friction between your legs which he caused with every rub. It definitely made you excited which he noticed. Without a comment, Ayato turned you around and gave you a soft kiss on the mouth. You were surprised but welcomed it. Both of your mouths melted together as time passed. To sum up, your relationship with Ayato was currently living with pleasure, like an open relationship even though you were loyal towards Ayato and never thought of someone else to love except him. 

„Undress yourself. Don‘t worry about someone walking in. The door is closed and I don‘t have any important meetings to attend currently. We are basically free to do whatever we desire.“ 

Your hand rested on his chest to not lose balance while you undressed yourself. Ayato himself leaned back and watched you intensely. This made you nervous and he could sense it. Like a predator waiting for his prey. A light touch was enough to make your hair on your skin stand up immediately. It excited you a lot and now in this situation where you are basically sitting on top of him ready to undress yourself, it makes your heart beat louder inside your chest. First you started to undress your unnecessary armory. You tossed them on the ground which caused some loud sounds but Ayato just chuckled when he saw your surprised expression. „You are cute when you are worried.“ A slight pout formed by you before you turned away. „H-How should I start, my lord?“ 

Oh how his ears are blessed to hear you call him with lord. „Awww, I want my puppy to be quiet or else I won’t be gentle with you. ” As soon as he said it, his hands wandered around your naked body. Exploring your cold skin. Your nipples were getting hard. It felt like you were starving for his touches. He chuckled a bit and stopped exploring your touches. As soon as his hands left your body you leaned towards him almost falling into his lap, embarrassed that it almost happened, your cheeks turned slightly red. “Sit back on my lap", Ayato demanded. You did as he ordered and sat back on his lap facing him. Your arms wrapped around his neck. “Can I kiss you, my lord?”, you shyly asked and he gave you a nod. Another kiss but this time you gained a bit more confidence. As soon as your lips collided together, you tried to apart his lips with your wet tongue. He noticed how eager you were and accepted the tongue battle. Of course he would win against you, so he decided to make this last long enough. Both of you were strong opponents but you knew you would lose against Ayato no matter how strong you tried to press against him. While you tried to gain dominance against him, your arms slipped down from his shoulders letting your concentration fade. The kiss ended and you tried to catch your breath but Ayato started to rub your dick which caused you to moan out loud. You immediately held both of your hands on your mouth, showing how embarrassed you got, Ayato increased his gentle touches. Your body leaned against him while both of Ayato's hands wrapped around your dick. Getting a handjob by him while he still wears his elegant gloves, gives an extra friction on your dick. It makes you feel even hotter. “A-ayato… p-please…”, your voice cracked higher as soon as he stopped his movements to squeeze your dick gently. “Puppy, what did I tell you?”, blue eyes staring at yours. He was serious about being silent so you nodded and covered your mouth again. As a little reward he kisses your forehead and restarts rubbing your dick. Since there was no lubricator, he used your pre-cum. His gloves however started to get soaked by it making it harder to make you feel good. His movements increased suddenly making you squeal quietly. Ayato knew exactly when to stop when you were getting closer to your first orgasm. You concentrate harder not to moan out, so you bite on your lower lips, closing your eyes, heavy breathing until … there was no release at all. Confused why Ayato stopped, you open your eyes to meet a grinning Ayato. Your eyes filled slowly with tears while your body reacted and grind slowly on his lap. Your revealed dick on his clothed one. “Say your words.”, he demanded again. It excited him to see you all submissive to him. Wanting to get the sweet release, you grinded a bit faster on his lap, causing Ayato’s body to jump up a bit. “P-please I need to cum.” As soon as he heard your voice, he grabbed you by the neck and kissed you again. This was the moment you knew that you could grind faster and harder against him, almost jumping on his hard dick, you chased after your orgasm. Seconds later you cummed on his clothing, making it dirty by accident while Ayato stopped the kiss to let you breathe. Looking down on him, you also noticed that his pants were stained inside. Did he also cum? Before you could ask him, he grabbed your ass and sat you down on his deck. Surprised by the sudden action you blink a bit. “(y/n) it is now my turn to feel good too, no?” 

Zipping his pants open, his glorious dick bounced out where you now saw that it was covered in cum. “How shall I help you, my lord?”, you asked playfully, not expecting him to chuckle at your answer, giving you a quick kiss on the nose. “You know what I want, don't you?” It was such a softer reaction than you used from him. Usually he would slap you or hold your breath, but this time it was a bit different. You liked it, which was showing off with your red cheeks. Of course you obliged and were more than happy to spread your legs apart to show him your ass. 

Ayato then proceeds to knee down to go between your legs. Using his tongue to lubricate your asshole, stimulating with his moans too, making your own dick again harder. The deeper he got with his tongue the more you tried not to moan out.

“Oh yes… right there, Ayatooohh~~ aah~” 

You lay down on your back and close your eyes. You were getting aroused by his tentacle-like tongue. After a while Ayato stands up and spanks your asscheek. Leaving your hole begging to get filled. “Wake up, puppy, show me you sweet ass~”, he waited until you positioned yourself back up to spread your asshole. With a quick few strokes on his own dick, he pushed himself inside you, hugging you completely. He was dominating you here fully and started to move with a fast space. You couldn’t even relax fully when Ayato’s movement even increased when you tried to push him a bit away from you. “W-wait, Ay–”, he shuts your mouth with a deep kiss while still going rough on you. He completely fucked you without any mercy but there was something that you loved about this. Even though it started to hurt you, you still enjoyed it. Even if your eyes are filled with tears; even if you saw in Ayato’s eyes only the lust for you, it was enjoyable. With a hug you pressed yourself into him, while Ayato got sloppier the more he chased his own orgasm. Turned on from your nails digging inside his back, he moaned inside the kiss. You shut your eyes down almost cumming with him, he let go of the kiss and fully focused on fucking you harder into the desk. “ughn…” and with that he finishes off inside you, completely filling you until the brim. As soon as he pushes himself out of you, you cummed finally, embarrassed by the feeling of liking him to go rough on you. His breath irregularly, his eyes looking down at the mess he made, slapping your asscheek hard to see the cum coming out of your ass. “Heh… look at you.” Now grabbing your ass and starting to massaging it. “I think I will dismiss more meetings today.”, smiling at you while you tried to calm down from your own high.

“Y-yes, my lord.”

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Bloopers

So I decided to make a bloopers to celebrate 300 followers :)

I thought and was like why would I choose one fic to write bloopers about so I am gonna write all my Bullfrog and Rayman fic’s bloopers (But because there is a lot published I can’t do a lot for one fic)

Lemme write for Rayman first because he has less Qwq (I will leave a link to -nearly- every bloopers I’ll write so if you guys don’t remember/didn’t read yet you can go and see)

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64 @kalemwoof @oneofthesillies @sleepyscribe @lpsyumy-chan

Everyone is welcome in the tag list

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Stary Night

“You are over one hundred?”

“Cut! You didn’t sound too shocked let’s do it again!”

“Why didn’t you sound too shocked Y/N?”

“It’s not too surprising you old man.”

“Hey!”

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He quickly sit up with the most arrogant, playful grin you ever saw him wearing, “Ahhh, I know. I get it. It’s me isn’t it?”

You burst into laughing, “Holy shit, what? You?! No way!” You chocked between your laughing fit, hitting his side playfully.

“Shit!” He yelped, losing his balance and falling off of the tree. You freaked out, crawling to the edge, “Rayman!!?”

A painful muffled moan come from him, “..am fine….”

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On The Run

You two run for your dear little lives, meantime trying to escape the spears throwing at you two, only for you to lose your balance and face plan on the ground, a few spears falling on you causing you to grunt in pain. Everyone stopping their act and start to snicker. Rayman comes to your side laughing, “Run, Y/n! Run! They are coming to get our asses!"

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You scoffed turning to him, you can finally question him. But you halted seeing him strugle. "What are you doing?"

He turned to you, "Oh nothing it's just--" he pull out a rose under him and smirked, "This is for you."

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He was inviding your space, "Are we about to kiss?"

You smack him on the head, "Tell the lines right! We've been trying to take this scene for an hour!"

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"You okay?" Rayman glanced back.

You were struggling inside the cauldron, "Shit I am sorry, I can't feel the ground under my feet—" accidently pulling Rayman with you as you two were tied together. You both loose your balance falling together with the cauldron, "Fuck!"

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Fruits (suggestive warning)

"Well, yes, but it's mostly because... uh... fuck I forget my line." Rayman groaned

"Again? Really?"

"What?"

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The camera lands on the two kissing agressivly. The two soon loose balance and fall.

"What the--"

"We Are Practicing Kissing!!"

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"Should we measure our hands?"

"Why?... oh, fuck, wait!"

"You idiot. Tell your lines right for once!" You sobbed

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He dipped you down, "Oh god you are heavy." He wheezed out jokingly. "Slipping! We are falling!" He yelled teasingly.

"No,no,no,no,no,no! RAYMAN!"

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Hotel

Playing with his clothes as if they are suffocating him, "God, I don't like these clothes at all. They are so tight."

"Shut up and play along." You scoffed

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You were about to slap him to wake up. “WAKE UP BITCH” and you just did that

“AH! HEY! THAT FUCKING HURT—”

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You shake him outside of the plane, the cold didn’t seemed to faze him, “Fuck, He actually slept? Again?”

You glanced around and smirked mischievously, letting him go off of the plane. “Heh.”

You heard him groan in pain as he face planted on the cold concrete, “Fucking… traitor…”

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“Light! It’s been so long since I’ve heard from you— What are you both doing?” He paused walking over the view of the camera as he stared at you and Rayman’s dance

“JOIN THE CULT FROG—“

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It’s Bullfrog’s turn!

Rooftop Talks

You notice he pulled out a can of juice. He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

“Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go with a sigh. Bullfrog poked his tongue out trying to get the straw in his own mouth and sips on it with a happy hum.

Someone from the background snickered, “You know that you two technically kissed right?”

You flushed, “Shut the fuck up.”

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He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

"Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go coughing, "Ah fuck." You chocked loudly.

"Oh shit."

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Don’t Leave

You are carrying Bullfrog on your back as he wraps his arms around your shoulders tightly.

“Mm you are so warm.”

You wheezed, “bullfrog…can’t breath..”

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Bullfrog covered in fake blood, he dips his hands inside the pail full of them, and flap his hands around, “Blood. Bleh. Bleh. For you and for you, mes amis. Je vomis du sang.”

You wheezed on the hall.

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You accidentally hit his head on the door while carrying him inside. He hissed in pain and you panic.

“HOLY SHIT. I AM SO SORRY—“

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Hibernation

You two roll around on top of each other fighting. You were nearly able to escape and get up from the ground but he jumped on top of you like a basketball player with a huge snowball on his hands, hitting you right in the head. “REVENGEEEE” You both fell on the snow, he on top of you as he laughed. You screamed in fright as he held you hostage under the snow. “YOU WANTED NEIGE. THERE YOU HAVE IT—“

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Bullfrog seemed to choose to run away.

“FUCK—“ He slipped and fell on his butt.

“Holy shit.”

He laughed, “I am so sorry! One more time, s’il te plaît!”

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He grabbed your arm, “Let’s go!”

He pulled you causing you to lose your balance and drop your drink, he fell along with you “Shit.”

You two laughed.

“I am sorry!” He yelled, “We have to took this scene again!”

“Please, my arm gonna pull off—“ You choked out.

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“Hey, Bullfrog where are you going?”

He said his line and waited for you to shoot him with a snowball but he burst out laughing to see you miss him. Again.

You laughed falling on your knees, “NOO, THAT WAS MY LAST STRENGTH. WE ARE TRYING THIS FOR AN HOUR. WHY AM I MISSING YOU EVERYTIMEEEE!!!”

He fell on his side wheezing. “Want- want some break?” He choked out.

“Please.” You sobbed. “I can’t feel my feet and hands in this snow!”

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You read the script as it is written, “Dors avec moi. How am I pronouncing this?”

Bullfrog, “Okay say. Doğ-avek-moa”

“Dogh avek moaa- what?”

He snickered, “Haha okay— Repeat after me. Doğ-“

“Doghh?”

“Avek.”

“Aveyk?”

“Moa.”

“Mua?”

“Dors avec moi.”

“Ddohhhhh…. Can you repeat again? A bit more slow this time. Please….”

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Assurance

You glance up from the chair you are sitting in the balcony, to see a movement “FUCK!” You jump on your seat in fright to see Bullfrog, not expecting him.

He quickly apologized with a concern and amused face as you gripped your chest and took deep breaths.

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“We are going to watch the sun ri—?“ He paused with a buzzing nose. He pouted and shoo the fly away. “Tu dois être en train de me baiser en ce moment. Une mouche?” He grumbld to himself as you laugh.

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"You are so beautiful just by being you, and you are so fascinating just by being you. Among all the people I know, you easily stand out, with your stance, the way you speak, your thoughts and—“ You suddenly sneezed in the middle of his speech and then turn to him like nothing happened. You two stared.

Then laugh.

“Oh my god. I am so sorry” you wheezed out

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Enemies

He pinned you to the ground, you two both breathless. And then you couldn’t hold back your laugh, “I am so sorry.” He laughed along with you letting you go.

He sit next to you, “mon Dieu…”

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“Halt and raise your havavazghh FUCK!”

Bullfrog snorted at that.

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“Leave me alone, madame, Its- I’m no—“ He choked on his breath, “baise, water?—” He choked loudly.

“Shit! He is dying!!”

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“I always wanted to die as a hero.” The moment you two glance at each other’s eyes you burst out laughing.

He wheezed, “This is one of those moments! I have no clue why I am laughing!”

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You pressed him on the ground with a growl.

He bit his lip. “Wow” He didn’t even said anything and you start to laugh just by his expression.

“Fuck no.” You let him go as you two laughed.

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Drunk

“Shh you are so loud.” You pressed your finger over his lips, he couldn’t stop himself from coughing out a laugh. You both stood on the door snickering.

You wheezed, “I am so sorry. I can’t play like this.”

“Let’s do it again.”

“Ookay okay…”

You pressed your lips into a thin line trying to suppress yourself, though it didn’t work much as you both start to laugh again.

“FUCK”

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He tries to help you walk only for you to lean all your weight on him disturbing his balance, you both fall on the ground laughing.

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He sighed with your inaudible whining. He flushed even more with you leave little kisses over his face. Soon your lips find his, “Kiss me frog and turn me into a princess/prince.”

He wheezed out, “Isn’t that suppose to happen the other way?!”

“Will you turn into a prince if I do?”

“Wanna try me?”

“GIMME A SMOOCH”

[smicksstuff]

Hiii could you please do a smau for mick x toto’s daughter aka Wolff!reader ? 😍 plot could be anything you like

Gorgeous

(mickschumacher x ynwolff)

warnings: none

a/n: i hope you like it !! sorry for the long wait 😅

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Australia

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yn.wolff ditched school for a race. no one tell my dad 🤫

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mickschumacher you ditched school for the race and not to hang out with me 😭 im hurt

yn.wolff hey stop exposing me here !!

mickschumacher 🫢

susie_wolff 🤔 - toto

mercedesarmy someones in troubleeee

lewishamilton great to have you back in the paddock my dear ❤️

yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️

mercbuddies63 i wanna ditch school for a race too

mercbuddies44 me too !!!!

susie_wolff what is the excuse letter i have to write this time 🤔 - dad

yn.wolff that i missed my dad and went to visit him 🥺

susie_wolff hmm ok. 👌🏼- dad

susie_wolff when do i get to write that excuse letter

yn.wolff when i come for the F1A race at the end of the month

susie_wolff great. already written

hammertime where can i get parents like this

geoooooorgee id be homeless if i did this

mercedesamgf1 Glad to have you back ❤️

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georgerussell63 you skipped school for us ??

yn.wolff ofcourse i did. came all the way to Australia to see you not race

georgerussell63 🙄

alex_albon shots fired

yn.wolff you werent any better lex

alex_albon hey i come in peace. at least you didnt have to watch the race alone.

yn.wolff i didnt have too i had company

albonofans not alex trying to justify his dnf 😂

danielriccardo great to see you again little wolff

yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️

yn.wolff when do i get to see you again ?

danielriccardo we will see. soon i promise

mickcedes who is the guy ? why so sneaky

hammertime a mercedes guy for sure.

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mickschumacher 🌊+🦘+🇦🇺 =❤️

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jackdoohan i want a beach volley rematch 😠

mickschumacher NO

jackdoohan YES

galaelized can i come ?

jackdoohan yes the more the merrier. you will be on my team

mickschumacher hey not fair i want sean

jackdoohan too late 😝

dookiesquad they fight like a bunch of kids

schuminis mick soft launching his girl 😍

mickiemick i wanna know who she is

micksquad i heard she is a surfer girl too 😍

mercedesarmy i bet you yn wolff is gonna be pretty jealous rn. her bestie has got a girl 😶

micksquad omg i did not think of this 😭 lesser yn and mick 💔 im not ready for this

yn.wolff who is the new chick

mickschumacher oh you definitely know her

yn.wolff do i ? hmm do i like her ?

mickschumacher absolutely cause i love her 😉

yn.wolff if you say so

danielriccardo oh so thats why she wasnt free 🤔

ricfans who is “she” ??? we need to know

kikiay he knows something!! spill please

paddockgossips so she is someone already known in the paddock? interesting 🤨

f1wags not yn making sure everyone knows she approves

micksquad this is why she is the queen of the paddock

ginaschumacher ❤️❤️❤️

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yn.wolff

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yn.wolff ocean blue eyes, looking in mine, i feel like i might sink and drown and die ❤️

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mickschumacher meine liebe, ich liebe dich ❤️ (translation: my love, i love you)

yn.wolff i love you more ❤️

ginaschumacher ahhh my favourites!!! welcome to the family! ❤️❤️

yn.wolff thank you ! ❤️

carmenmmundt finally i have been waiting for this! ❤️

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alex_albon YES FINALLY !!! its not a secret anymore

lilymhe im so so sorry for him 🤦🏻‍♀️

lilymhe my babies ❤️ @mickschumacher take care of her if not ☠️

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mickschumacher i promise !! damn you are scary

mercedesarmy i spoke too soon 🤡

micksquad my jaw is dropped! im speechless! i love them so much

mickcedes damn those lyrics hit different now

lewishamilton ❤️

susie.wolff YN!!! thats not the point of a car !!! -dad

mercbuddies HAHAHA toto is the best !!

susie.wolff welcome to the family mick! we love you guys❤️

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mickschumacher thank you ❤️

jackdoohan not taylor again

yn.wolff hey dont say that !! its taylor all day, everyday !

jackdoohan fine 😐 promise me during roadtrips we have songs other than taylor

yn.wolff ofc we will have harry styles and one direction too

jackdoohan @mickschumacher SAVE ME

mickschumacher im switzerland

jackdoohan 😦

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mickschumacher you’re so gorgeous ❤️

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yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️

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charles_leclerc you guys are datingg ?!!?!

yn.wolff why are you shocked ?? you knew

charles_leclerc oh right i did

pierregasly so see you next race yn 🤔

yn.wolff sure if you can convince my dad to write another excuse letter

pierregasly @mickschumacher you got to think of a reason

mickschumacher why me ?

pierregasly cause her dad will say yes to you

susie_wolff 🤔 - toto

jackdoohan OMG not you and the lyrics too

mickschumacher 🫶🏼

mickcedes and to think you couldn’t love him more 🥹

micksquad WHEN WILL IT BE ME ?!?!?!

georgerussell63 ❤️

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estebanocon so happy for you !! 🤍

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elenaberri planning our double date soon ❤️

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yn.wolff yes pleaseee !!!!

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credits: all pictures are found from pinterest and instagram

a/n: thank you for reading this far !! hope you enjoyed it ! If you have any one-shot scenarios send them to me!! I would love to try and recreate them for you ◡̈

[wooawrites]

love or letter: woozi version

pairing: l. jihoon x fem! reader

summar: reader accidentally sends head producer jihoon into unwanted popularity, creating tension within their office.

word count: 12k+

genre: semi-enemies to lovers, office romance, fluff

playlist

love or letter series

“Hello and welcome back to… Boo!”

“...Seok!”

“...Soon!”

“Radio Show!”

Chorus of laughter could be heard from around the recording room as the three hosts finished the final portion of the introduction together. Papers could also be heard being shuffled as the hosts eased themselves out of their advertisement break and into their next segment.

“Thank you very much for the love and support you sent us on our official Instagram page during our short university break. I hope all of you enjoyed my takeover for that day—”

“Yeah, I’m sure everyone enjoyed the tiger room tour you gave to our poor listeners, Hoshi.” DK interrupted. A thump could be heard, along with DK yelping in pain for a split second. “Just so listeners know, Kwon Hoshi just hit me, his coworker/host.”

Hoshi could be heard yelling something at him in rushed sentences, though it sounded as if he were underwater from the quality of the mics. They only seemed to stop themselves when a tapping from glass could be heard. Both sounded to be settled back into their seats as they continued with their show.

“Right, onto everyone’s favorite segment: Love or Letter!” Hoshi said excitedly, though there seemed to be a lack for it’s usual excitement in the studio as weak claps could be heard instead. Hoshi seemed to have picked this up as he asked, “Huh? Is something wrong?”

“I know that most of you are here for our most recent Love or Letter, but this one is a little strange. It’s only about half a page long but it’s quite… A tell-all, that’s for sure.” Seungkwan commented, letting out an awkward cough as he shook at the letter in front of him. Scraping from chairs could be heard, which was followed up by laughter from the two other hosts. “Kwon Hoshi, you read it since this is your undoing.”

Laughter had yet to cease, the sound of what’s mixed between a snort and crying could only be heard from the studio. Seungkwan did not hesitate to yell out his fellow host’s name once more, only earning a winded “Okay, okay!” from the other man.

Hoshi cleared his throat, remnants of a laugh ready to slip from his lips as he spoke. “Okay… Dear BooSeokSoon, usually this kind of letter comes from cliche shows and I dearly hope this letter becomes buried amongst the many letters your Love or Letter Team receives on a daily basis, but this is not much of advice and more of a confession…"

Tapping from the glass could be heard once more, a little more panicked than last time. Hoshi let out a hum, as if ignoring whoever was tapping on the other side, continuing. "...to your producer, Jihoon. The moment I saw his picture on Hoshi's Instagram post, I couldn't help but fall for him. I understand if he won't accept my affections, but if he ever sees or hears this letter, please know that Kim Gi—"

"AHHH!" Someone interrupts. Seungkwan. "We read the letters, not expose their names and addresses."

"How could he? She put her name and number down for our PD Jihoon to take." DK says, laughing. The knocking turned more erratic, silencing anything else anyone had to say. DK coughed. “Well… Dear writer, I’m sorry to say this will be a Letter. Our PD Jihoon is pretty anti—”

“Caught up with work!” Hoshi interrupted. “Anyways, sorry to cut the segment so short, we’ve hit a bit of a little issue here at the radio station. Tune in tomorrow night for our other special segment, Paranormals With Peachy, and to hear our daily campus news! Thank you again for listening to BooSeokSoon Radio and have a good night everyone!”

A chorus of goodbye’s from the other hosts could be heard. A final awkward sigh could be heard before the radio cuts off—

[Name] wasn’t sure if she wanted to peel away from the glass just yet. She could feel him staring at the back of her head, which would’ve frightened her if she wasn’t so exhausted. Her palm stung from how hard she was hitting the glass to make the hosts stop talking.

How am I supposed to take tomorrow’s exam if my palm’s going to bruise up? She asked herself, eyes never leaving Seokmin, who offered her a passive smile as he, Soonyoung, and Seungkwan settled their headsets on their respective mic stands. They were deliberately slow this time, much to [Name]’s chagrin.

“You let one of those letters slip through.” His voice held no such emotion, like it usually does, but the emphasis could be heard even if it was verbal.

[Name] closed her eyes, mentally bringing her walls up as she turned around to look at Jihoon. “I swear I made sure to separate the piles properly.”

“Not properly enough.” Jihoon chastised. The hosts were sure to be quiet to shut the door as quietly as possible, though it didn’t stop Jihoon from snapping his head at them, eyes narrowing at the three men. “And why did you three just keep reading?”

[Name] was glad everyone else from their respective teams were kind enough to clear away from the room before the radio show ended. At least this way they wouldn’t have to hear four of the five members that drove the show to be chewed out.

“Because it was entertaining.” Soonyoung answered honestly, sending a teasing smile toward Jihoon, who only rolled his eyes. “C’mon, Jihoon, it was a little funny. Those confession letters honestly just come from pure intentions—”

“And somehow makes a fool out of me—” Jihoon snapped.

“—and cut [Name] some slack. She spent the whole week separating your confession letters from the actual confession letters, printed out apology notes to any of the addressed senders, and was the one to narrow down the possible stories for us to use. And that was on top of everything else she’s usually supposed to do.” Soonyoung explained, giving the younger woman an easy smile.

Seungkwan nodded. “I’m sure someone just mixed up the papers when it was brought over to us. [Name] would’ve spotted it if she was the one to physically take it over to us herself.”

Jihoon was only seething in silence, [Name] fighting off the urge to tear at her hair in frustration. Her eyes narrowed in on her hand, finding the bruise forming on her wrist more interesting than the conversation. Though if she were to be honest, any conversation could be better than this one.

Her mind replayed every single moment that happened up until she handed off the stacks to her assistants. Had she told the wrong person to bring it to Seokmin? Why hadn’t they double checked like she asked them to? Either way, she knew it was her fault some way or another and she wasn’t sure how long she’s going to keep her job after this.

“I’m sorry.” [Name] said finally, bowing deeply to Jihoon and the three other hosts. “I swear I separated them—”

“Yeah, I know.” Jihoon started, only stopping when [Name] sent him a look that only seemed befitting to his own special glare.

“At least let me finish?” [Name] suggested, voice quipped as if she were a school teacher talking to a child. “I should have double—no, triple checked those stacks of letters. If I had done that in the first place, the segment wouldn’t have to be cut short and we wouldn’t be here.”

Seokmin shook his head. “No it’s okay. I should’ve checked on the papers before the show started too instead of handing it over to the other two. Besides, this is just your first mistake. You haven’t made any since you were moved up from production assistant to head producer for the Love or Letter team.”

[Name] nodded, appreciating the hosts' understanding, though she wasn’t sure if Jihoon would accept her apology. She bowed again to Jihoon, muttering another quiet apology to the man.

“Just… Don’t do it again. And make sure to keep your team in check and I want you to be the one to physically bring it over to Seokmin so you can triple check you have the right story next time. Got it?” Jihoon asked. At [Name]’s nod, he turned for the door, stopping as he turned to take a good look at [Name]. “And next time, don’t stay up so late trying to separate those letters. You’ve got five other people on your team to help you with those.”

With those words, Jihoon exited, Soonyoung following shortly after. [Name] sat on the leather couch behind her, digging her head into her hands as she let out a tired sigh. The couch dipped, Seokmin’s hand patting her back. “Don’t sweat it. Everyone makes mistakes all the time.”

Sungkwan hummed in agreement. “And it’s not as if Jihoon’s picture perfect either. He made plenty of mistakes before he became the radio show’s producer.”

“That’s the thing: before he was a producer. I’m a producer now and I made a mistake even rookies were able to avoid.” [Name] grumbled, rubbing at her eyes.

Sungkwan and Seokmin let out noises of discontent at their friend. “Don’t be so hard on yourself; the school year’s just begun and you’re still adjusting. Jihoon’s pretty forgiving after he’s finished with his chastising; he’s too busy to stay too mad.”

[Name] rolled her eyes at the last notion. “Sure, sure. As if he hasn’t had it out for me the minute I stepped foot into the building to meet up with him this summer.”

She hadn’t been wrong; when she had just been a production assistant to Yeri a year prior, Lee Jihoon had been nice to her—or polite, at least. Always offered small bows of acknowledgement whenever she was trailing behind Yeri or was by herself in the small office space provided to the Love or Letter team.

Once Yeri had graduated, Mr. Yang had been the one to announce [Name]’s step up into the open position her mentor left behind, suddenly making Jihoon become colder for some reason toward her. 

The meet up she had with him and Mr. Yang had gone smoothly on the surface, but she could still feel the coldness behind Jihoon’s tone when narrowing down expectations needed once she became a producer. 

Regardless, she kept her temper from rising and did her best to keep her composure throughout the meeting, though that didn’t stop her from dropping certain comments at him afterward. Especially when she felt as if she wasn’t wrong or trying to amend her wrongdoings.

Maybe she was just overthinking, but she was sure Lee Jihoon had it out for her and she was more than ready to hold her ground. Except now, though. That blunder was definitely her fault.

“Don’t be like that.” Seokmin responded, nudging her shoulder. “You probably just need to get some more sleep; there’s been a lot of confession letters sent to Jihoon after Soonyoung posted a picture of him last year and it accumulated during the summer. He seemed to understand in the end anyways.”

“Right… Right…”

“You have been getting enough rest, right?” Seungkwan asked, though all three of them knew the answer already. “How have you been?”

[Name] sighed. “Fine, I guess.” Silence had never felt louder as she could feel her best friends eyeing her suspiciously. “I’m just… Here, okay? It’s better than the last time you guys asked me if it makes you feel better.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Seungkwan asked, standing up. “We can go get food and head back to my apartment.”

“No, I just wanna get my stuff and head home.” [Name] responded honestly, making sure to offer Seungkwan a kind smile. “Thank you for being concerned for me, though. I really mean that.”

Sungkwan nodded. “Any time.”

“We’re always here, you know.” Seokmin said, offering her a side hug before they stood up.

They all walked out together, separating when [Name] walked over to her office and the other two moving toward their own. “Don’t stay up all night!” Sungkwan said.

“I won’t!” [Name] responded, well aware she was most likely going to, in fact, stay up all night. Her bag had already been packed and her coat folded on top of her chair. With a quick swing at both items, [Name] walked out of her office, fishing for her headphones as she walked out.

Two familiar voices and her name could be heard at the other end of the hall, however, making [Name] stop under the assumption her name was being called. [Name] was ready to call back and ask what was needed before she registered what was being said.

“...some slack, already, man. Do you not see how exhausted the poor girl is?” Soonyoung asked. “And you can tell she’s definitely going to make up for it. I swear she would have broken the glass with how hard she was tapping the glass earlier. She’s really trying her best.”

Jihoon sighed. “Her best isn’t enough. I don’t understand why Yeri and Mr. Yang wanted her become a producer with only a year under her belt. She’s too young to work with that kind of role and it’s obvious.”

“Why are you so hard on her anyways? The Lover or Letter team liked her before and after she became a producer.”

“I’m not being hard on her; I just don’t like something I spent four years building up with you come crumbling down by some second year.”

[Name] held her breath. Did he really think she was that incapable? Enough to tear down a four year radio station? She was almost ready to jump out of her hiding spot, ready to tell Jihoon off and ask him if he thought of Seungkwan and Seokmin, who were also second years with higher positions at the radio station, that way as well.

She only halted when she heard Jihoon yelp. “Ow! You dick!”

“You’re the one being a dick.” Soonyoung admonished. “Like I said, cut her some slack. She’s definitely trying so give her a chance. It’s only the beginning of the school year, too, so let everyone adjust. Besides… I think something’s going on with her.”

Jihoon huffed. “Why?”

“I don't know. She just seems like she’s keeping herself busy from something and she wasn’t like this last year. Of course, you wouldn’t know because you never spoke to her.”

“Hey—”

“That being said, be nice to her. She really did work her ass off this week; I swear she practically lives here if she’s not in class…”

Their voices faded out and [Name] could only wonder to herself how much had she changed and how obvious was it to the point that even an acquaintance like Soonyoung noticed it. Her brain was too muddled to think of anything, though, exhaustion clinging to her tighter.

She put on her headphones, immediately allowing the sound of instrumental music to flood her senses. She walked with the intention of slumber, though her mind continued to replay the continued conversation in her head, fighting off the sting whenever she remembered Jihoon’s words.

Naturally, news made its way around campus about last week’s fiasco on Love or Letter. Everywhere [Name] went, she could hear someone talking or spreading word of what happened in Love or Letter. And she never felt more embarrassment in her life.

When she found herself at the office of BSS Radio, she was quick to speed off to the Love or Letter office. [Name] evaded any probing questions the other segment teams had for her. 

She wasn’t sure she was ready to explain her mistake and be the focus of ridicule just yet, though it seemed she had been the only one to view it that way. The segment’s events spread around like wildfire—interesting everyone and essentially inviting more people to listen to the radio station, Love or Letter in particular.

[Name] had expected some kind of termination request from Jihoon, especially after what she had heard from him from that night, but she hadn’t heard from him at all since the incident. She had wondered for the duration of the week as to why, though a quick call from the Love or Letter production manager, Colette, telling her to come to the station nearly sent her into a panic.

Like usual, [Name] speed walked to her office, more curious as to what exactly Colette needed from her if she was needed so desperately at the station. 

Maybe I’m getting fired and Colette was promoted…? [Name] had initially thought as she opened the door.

“[Name] wait—!” A voice called out, cutting off when [Name] let out a gasp as a pile of letters fell at her feet. Evelyn, one of the new production assistants, had made her presence known as she leaned over the remaining pile in front of the door to pick up the fallen letters. “Sorry, I should’ve moved them.”

[Name] leaned down to help her. From behind the girl sat Colette, who was opening letters and sorting them into bins. Her eyes only furrowed in confusion when their eyes locked, silently asking her what was happening. 

“Ever since word went out on what happened, more people have sent in letters.” Colette explained, waving a piece of paper around. “Those piles on your feet are unopened ones. Come in and help us sort it out.”

[Name] nodded, speechless at the information as she stepped over. From another side of the room stood the Love or Letter writers, Amelia, Eunwoo, and Jian. They offered a wordless nod as they filtered letters into more bins. “How many people sent letters?” She asked, a little afraid of what the number was.

“Almost three hundred—that’s twice as much as what we usually get on a usual basis.” Amelia informed, an excited smile on her face. “Almost all of them are actual letters instead of the ones we’ve been getting. Of course some of them are kind of useless, though—majority love confessions to Jihoon and others just writing crude things to see if they can get it on air—”

“Which we won’t.”Colette said. “Because all six of us are gonna sort this out together instead of leaving [Name] in the dust with this pile. And we won’t be giving the wrong files without checking over with everyone, will we?”

Everyone nodded in agreement and [Name] made use of their cooperation as she sat down on her desk and started working on sorting papers out with them.

“You should’ve seen the look on Jihoon’s face.” Evelyn said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him express anything past irritation until he came to the letter box today; he had to call every single one of us to help with moving these letters to this room. He looked like he was stuck in a daze!”

“Why did he call all of you and not me?” [Name] inquired, only earning a shrug from the younger girl. She shot Colette a look in confusion. “Does he not trust me anymore or something?”

Colette shook her head, eyeing her oddly. “Quite the opposite. He asked me where you were and I said you’re probably still asleep since you’re done with class. Told me to only call you unless it’s necessary.” She motioned for the piles of letters. “It’s kind of necessary right now so sorry if I woke you up.”

“You didn’t.” [Name] reassured, opening the letter in her hands, sorting through the papers as if it were second nature once she found herself moving.

Almost an hour had passed through their sorting and [Name] only listened to her team’s conversation, only passing in conversations with Colette every now and then. A knock on the door brought her back to reality. Leaning her head over the pile of letters in front of her, she spotted  Jihoon hovering at the doorway, red envelope in hand.

His eyes scanned the room, mouth ajar as he checked the space around them. "Uwah…" Was all he could manage out. "This is a lot."

"Yeah it is." [Name] agreed, watching as he tried to carefully step over the pile of envelopes at the doorway in amusement. He shuffled his way over to [Name], staring at her curiously.

"I thought you were supposed to be asleep."

"Couldn't." [Name] answered simply, seamlessly opening another envelope as she quickly filtered through it to decide on which pile to place it. Jihoon frowned at her words.

"Why?"

[Name] shot him a strange look. "I just couldn't. Why are you so concerned anyways?"

She bit back her tongue when she realized how sharp her tone was, though she had no means of apologizing. If he was more than willing to express his displeasure with her whenever he felt like it, she most definitely can do the same thing.

Her eyes were trained on his, noticing the slight twitch when she sent out her biting words toward him. She waited for him to respond to her in some sort of tone similar to her’s, half expecting him to mention that her job is still currently being evaluated for a clause of termination.

Instead, Jihoon only sighed, rubbing the back of his neck before moving his hand up to push back some of his hair. “Nothing. Here’s information for next week’s radio show.”

“Oh, okay. Thank you.” [Name] said half heartedly. She stood up, accepting the red envelope and setting it on her table. She returned her attention back to the letters right afterwards, though she could still see Jihoon hovering around longer than expected. “...do you need anything else, Jihoon?”

“Huh?” Jihoon asked, clearly in a bit of a daze. As much as he attempted to remain as stoic as possible, he was horrible at hiding his embarrassment. “Oh—uhm, no. Good luck with all of this. And, uh, don’t push yourself too hard this time. Wouldn’t want something like last week to happen.”

[Name] felt irritation bubble up in her chest, though she pushed it aside as she watched Jihoon awkwardly turn and walk out of her office. She waited for the door to shut before turning to make eye contact with Colette, who looked just as confused as she was.

Since when did Jihoon become so concerned? Or, even more shocking, when did Jihoon ever hold a conversation with her for more than five minutes when it’s not a staff meeting?

If there was anything [Name] hated more than anything, it was phone calls. She wasn’t sure why she was so irked by them; maybe it was because she was so used to speaking to people in person? Or it could be the fact she wasn’t able to gauge what people were actually able to feel if she can’t see their face.

Whatever reason it may be, [Name] hated them to the point she would avoid them if they weren’t work related. Though, recently she’s been needing to answer personal ones more frequently, much to her chagrin.

“Are you coming home this weekend? It’s your dad’s—”

“I’m well aware of what this weekend is, Mom.” [Name] interrupted, letting out an irritated groan when he hip knocked onto a stack of paperwork to the ground.

It was late into the afternoon and [Name] was already behind on whatever needed to be finished before she left today. She cursed herself for answering the phone and having to prepare herself for an argument with her mother.

“Well then are you coming? You hardly leave campus since you went back to school. Honestly it’s kind of selfish of you to leave like that.”

[Name] snorted out a laugh, temper rising at her mother’s backhanded comments. “So, are you trying to get me to come visit or just helping me find reasons to not come home?”

“That’s not what I meant. It’s just… You haven’t been home to help out like you promised.”

Seriously…? “Last time I checked, I was helping pay for the twins’ uniforms and cram school funds.” [Name] said, voice tense. “And I’m paying for their fees for their daily tutoring every week.”

A growing headache was blooming on the side of her head and [Name] was more than ready to hang up any minute to tend to it. She barely processed the swing of her office door, which revealed Jihoon walking in with courteous silence.

He rocked on the balls of his heels as he pointed at his watch, indicating the time for her to turn in one of her written proposals for next week’s segment. [Name] nodded, standing up with one hand on her phone as she rifled through the pile of papers she had all but forgotten on the floor.

“I mean, can you just be more present with us?”

“Honestly, with the way you talk to me, no.” [Name] said, anger almost bubbling over as she cast a glance at the still waiting Jihoon. Once she found the right papers, she double checked for a moment. “Mom, I have to go. I’ll call you later, bye.”

She hung up before she could hear whatever else her mother had to say stepping over the piles of papers to make her way over to Jihoon, who eyed her strangely.

“Everything alright..?” He asked.

[Name] only sighed. “I’d rather not talk about it.”

“Okay.” Jihoon replied, shrugging. For some reason, the simple response brought her shoulders to relax slightly, glad someone wasn’t going to press her for answers at the moment. “Anything you want changed for next week’s segment?”

“Not much. Evelyn mentioned something about Love or Letter needing a catchy tune now that the segment’s been spiking in popularity, though.” [Name] said, watching as Jihoon’s face morphed into slight disdain. She fought off a laugh, reminding herself to not question his obvious dislike if he wasn’t going to question her phone call.

“I’ll see what I can do.” Was all Jihoon said instead. “Though I would need someone from your team to work with so I can see what you all want.”

[Name] hummed, thinking back on who on her staff was available the following month. “Hmm… Colette is out of town for her internship and Evelyn is visiting her grandma for the next two weeks. And the writers are working on an upcoming event already but I think I can pull one of them out to help you.”

“What about you?”

“Huh?” [Name] asked, eyes that were once downcasted on her phone shooting back up to stare at Jihoon’s face.

He motioned to her. “What about you? Maybe you can just help me.”

“I’ve got a family obligation this weekend.” [Name] said, motioning to her phone as if to remind him about the conversation earlier.

Jihoon shrugged. “Just tell me when you come back and we can work on it together. It’s not as if you don’t practically live here anyways.”

“I don’t practically live here…”

“You have pajama pants to change into when it gets too late.”

[Name] shot him an odd look, not sure if she should question how he knew about her Hello Kitty printed pants that she thought she had hidden away in one of her desk drawers.

“Fine, fine. I don’t get why you’re so adamant that it has to be me, though.”

Jihoon rolled his eyes. “You’re the only producer for this team. Producers are supposed to work with each other, right?”

"Right… I just wasn't sure if—" [Name] bit her lip back, not wanting him to find out she overheard his conversation with Soonyoung. "I'll let you know once I get back on campus and we can work on it that day."

"Working the day you get back?" Jihoon questioned, earning a lackluster nod from [Name]. “Don’t you ever get sick of this place?”

“Not really; I kinda like my job.” [Name] said, though the tone in her voice was unconvincing.

It was true; [Name] did like her job, despite all the trouble she’s recently had to undo. Something about the process of turning an idea into reality fascinated her and being a producer provided that type of environment for her. 

[Name] had lost count of how many times she found herself pooled into her work to the point she’d have to get dragged out of the office by Seungkwan or Seokmin.

Right now, [Name] was more than tempted to see if she can go push her limits since she ended her phone call with her mother. She was sure this would also most likely cause Jihoon to not want to work with her if he ever saw her working conditions.

“If we’re done here, I need to head home now instead of later. I’ve got a few bags to pack right now.” [Name] said, clear with her intentions of wanting to end the conversation.

Jihoon stared at her, though what was going on in his mind, she hadn’t a clue. He only nodded once he let the words process through his brain. “Yeah, go ahead. I’ll see you when you come back; I’m working late so this is probably the last you’ll see of me.”

“Working late on a Friday? Aren’t you sick of this place?” [Name] asked, holding back a smile when she echoed his words. He only huffed out a laugh—a rare thing from him, honestly, [Name] should’ve recorded it to show Seungkwan and Seokmin—shaking his head as he moved aside to let [Name] out the door.

They didn’t bother greeting each other goodbye—a habit they both formed with one another due to the weird work tension they had. [Name] made sure to remind herself to change that once she came back now that some of that pressure had all but subsided.

Strange. That was the word Yeri had used when she mentioned her for the first time to Jihoon.

“She’s kind of strange, according to Professor Im. But talented. Super talented. He was practically begging me to take her under my wing so she can have a taste of production life early. Mr. Yang seemed impressed with her too. Just give her a shot this year, Jihoon, so you can see what they’re talking about.”

Jihoon had almost believed the upperclassman, expecting some kind of extraordinary freshman to be making waves at the radio station. Instead, he was met with a frantic looking girl always cowering behind Yeri whenever there were staff meetings.

Regardless, he was nice to [Name] during her first year, even taking in her recommendation of bringing Seungkwan and Seokmin in to be new possible hosts for the radio show after the previous two hosts graduated. 

He had thought whatever Yeri was spewing out previously had disenchanted her before she graduated, choosing a different employee to be her successor for the Love or Letter segment team. Yet, she had still chosen the cowering girl and irked him beyond a point.

His doubts only subsided slightly when Soonyoung had mentioned to him she was acting differently than she had the previous year. He hadn’t believed his friend, thinking Soonyoung had some sort of soft side on the girl for being younger than them, until he had admitted that, yes, [Name] was anything but that frightened girl now.

Honestly, if the circumstances would be different, Jihoon would be glad someone like her broke out of her shell. He wasn't, though. Something just felt off about her behavior—like it was forced. Regardless, the strange girl he remembered was still around, evident from watching her stare at herself in muted horror at the gym for a little too long.

And the strange girl definitely hadn't left as he heard a crash sound from the other side of her apartment door, making him jump at the sudden noise he wasn't able to see. A shriek that definitely didn't sound like [Name]'s rang through from the door.

"Kill it! Kill it!"

"I can't if you're running so much—you're scaring it away!"

Those two voices definitely sounded familiar, though.

A sudden thump! could be heard, followed with a soft, "You're going to get us kicked out before the lease ends, you know." [Name].

Footsteps could be heard making its way to the door and [Name] stood before Jihoon, a slipper with a thoroughly squished spider  in her left hand, still retracted as if ready to smack another one. Jihoon could only offer a stuttered, "He-eyy." in shock, eyeing the two figures behind her.

If they hadn't already been embarrassed, then Seokmin and Seungkwan definitely were with the way they made eye contact with Jihoon—who suddenly remembered he was their boss. [Name] hadn't seemed to care, however, setting the slipper down on the tiled floor of the entrance and stepping back.

"Oh, you weren't kidding when you said Jihoon was coming over." Seokmin said, gaping as the man walked in and took off his shoes (which was deliberately placed far away from [Name]'s spider'd slipper).

[Name] only offered a frown. "You didn't believe me?"

"No one would believe the idea of you and Jihoon working together, period." Seungkwan chimed in, also watching as [Name] and Jihoon exchanged awkward glances. "Why are you two working together?"

"Love or Letter jingle." Jihoon finally stated simply. He motioned toward the guitar strapped to his back. "We were supposed to meet a few days ago but—"

"I got a stay at home order from a certain someone." [Name] interrupted, giving Seungkwan a pointed look.

"You barely got home before you started spewing nonsense about going to the studio!" He countered back. “You’ll overwork yourself ag—”

Seungkwan bit back his words, sharing a knowing look with [Name], who only stared back at him blankly, as if attempting to stay unreadable. Seokmin shuffled his feet awkwardly, trying his best not to glance between his friends and Jihoon.

Jihoon could only raise an eyebrow. That was the first time he heard that. When they had been messaging each other back and forth, he had been under the impression that [Name] was already back home when in fact she was probably still with her family? He watched as [Name] shifted uncomfortably, as if not wanting to talk further about it.

He only sighed. "Workaholic lifestyles are hard to break." He said instead, offering [Name] a sympathetic glance. "Are we going to your room or staying out here?"

[Name] frowned at him for a moment, staying silent a little too long for his liking before she pointed toward a door. "My room. If we stay out here, Seokmin and Seungkwan might try giving unwanted input."

"Hey—" Seokmin started.

"Or squawk like a bunch of chickens if they see another spider."

"HEY!" Seungkwan countered this time, face bright red. 

[Name] ignored her fuming roommates, motioning for Jihoon to follow her. He didn't bother to think twice, finding her nonchalant behavior more amusing than offending.

When he entered the room, he hadn't expected it to be so… Was girly the right term? He eyed the heart shaped pencil sharpener and the various plants being held by Sanrio themed pots.

No, cute. He thought as he made eye contact with a Badtz-Maru pot. "Nice pots." He mused to [Name], who was cleaning up her space. She glanced at him, then the pot.

"He looks like you." She says instead, making him give her a strange look.

He pointed at a Gudetama shaped pot on her window. "And that looks like you."

[Name] glanced at it, offering a small laugh. "Yeah, it does. Doesn't it?"

The hairs on the back of his neck stood up for a moment, caught off hearing her laugh—genuine and not the little huff of air he usually hears from her when she’s trying to amuse someone. He shook it off, however, reminding himself why he was here.

They worked together a little too well. It almost scared Jihoon with how well they got along tonight. Though, he had been anticipating some arguments so maybe he was just stupid for making such presumptions. Hours had gone by and the only reason they had to stop was when Seungkwan knocked on the door, popping his head in after [Name] called his name out.

He motioned to something in his hand. “Take it.” He commanded, shaking the bottle of water in his hand.

[Name] rolled her eyes, glancing at the clock on her desk. “It’s not even 8PM yet.”

“You almost forgot to take them last night. It’s better to take them early.” The blond answered back dismissively.

“You worry more than me.” Jihoon heard her murmur under her breath as she pushed herself off her seat.

“What?” Seungkwan challenged, eyes sharp when he locked eyes with [Name]’s.

“Nothing, dad.” [Name] teased, holding her hand out. A set of capsules escaped from Seungkwan’s hands and spilled onto her. [Name] took them quickly, drawing the pills down with the water bottle Seungkwan handed over to her right after.

Seungkwan nodded in approval, casting a glance at Jihoon before saying, “Okay, back to work.”

“M’kay.” [Name] answered back dismissively, settling back down on her seat. She kept her eyes on the door until it was fully shut, letting out a sigh once she heard it click in place. She looked over at Jihoon, who was still silently watching. “Sorry… He gets worried too much.”

“He’s a good friend.” Jihoon complimented, pausing for a moment. “Or boyfriend..?”

[Name] huffed. “‘Stand in-parent' is a better term for him.” She countered, shaking her head. “I didn’t balance school and work properly last year and he’s worried it’ll happen again if I keep working—which, fine, I get but I kinda wanna not get behind on anything for the studio—”

She cut herself off, biting at her lip to keep her from saying anything further. [Name] shifted back into her seat, eyes nearly burning holes onto her computer screen.

For some reason, the hairs on the back of Jihoon’s neck stood up again. “It’s fine. I get it.” He offered her. She sent him a sparing glance—as if silently begging him to change the subject. Again, he nodded, setting his guitar back on his lap again, though not before adding something. “It’s okay to, y’know…Not hold up a persona around me. I don’t bite.”

He only offered an awkward smile as he noticed, again, she was giving him a long, hard stare.

“Let’s go back to the song.” She said.

Whether she took his words to heart or not, a weight seemed to have lifted off [Name]’s shoulders, sitting a lot more relaxed in her seat. A wave of relief washed over him when he noticed the strange girl from last year had come up just a little bit to the surface as he watched her for a moment before turning his attention to her computer screen.

Pacing. Jihoon noticed that was a tendency she had when she was overwhelmed. She'd move from one end of the room to another in such a short span of time, no matter how big the distance. Jihoon was impressed; in fact, he wasn't sure if he could even take his eyes off her from how quick she did it.

Was he trying to figure out how she moves so fast or was it because he just wants to stare at her? He couldn't figure it out; he was still trying to figure out a bigger problem: why was she pacing so much?

“You wanna calm down, you’re distracting me.” Jihoon said, watching as [Name] halted in her footsteps.

“I don’t know how everything else in your room doesn’t distract you.” She says, eyes looking around the constellation ceiling. 

They had gotten into a weird rhythm of going to each other’s apartments once a week to work on Love or Letter’s opening music. It was Jihoon’s turn to host, though he had a difficult time trying to think (let alone, play) anything with the amount of pacing his guest was doing.

“You act like you’ve never seen my room before.” He mumbles, glancing down at his music sheet, trying his best not to stare at the wandering girl. He couldn’t, however, after seeing her inch closer to his figurine shelves. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” [Name] responded, eyeing his Cardcaptor Sakura figurine intently. She cast a glance back at him. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to touch your prized possessions, Mr. Lee.”

[Name] laughed as she watched Jihoon roll his eyes at the nickname she gave him after showing him a love confession addressing him like that. He set his guitar down, leaning back in his chair as he turned himself to face her.

“You only pace when something’s wrong. Now, tell me what’s wrong so I don’t have to worry about having to clean up broken glass later.” He said, pushing the empty chair beside him out. [Name], albeit a little annoyed, made no move to argue as she sat down.

“I failed my exam today.”

Jihoon shot her a confused look. A part of him wanted to ask her if that was all, if that was really the reason why she was doing all this incessant pacing. The sullen look on her face was enough to tell him to do anything but that at the moment.

“Oh… That sucks.” He says, earning a hopeless look from [Name].

“You really suck with reassuring people, you know that?” She states. He only offered a silence of agreement to the statement, staring at her and waiting. “But, yeah it does suck; I studied just about everything and still managed to fail. Not really the best feeling.”

“So why the pacing?” Jihoon asked.

[Name]’s face morphed to one of embarrassment as she said, “I didn’t want to bother you with my life problems and pacing around helps me keep quiet… Clearly that didn’t work out.”

Jihoon smiled at the small joke. “Well, I’m in need of a break anyways. I lost track of time trying to figure this music out. Let’s just sit for a few minutes. Or pace.”

“Huh, Lee Jihoon admitting to a break? Didn’t think your little robot heart could do that.” [Name] said, earning a soft elbow to her side.

“You’re one to talk.” Jihoon responds, smile widening as he watches [Name] feign hurt when overdramatically rubbing her side. “I heard from Colette you barely even pay attention to time and just hold yourself up in the office. She’s also the one who told me about your Hello Kitty pajama pants.”

He nearly burst out into laughter when he heard [Name] whisper “Traitor” under her breath. Jihoon held himself back as he reminded himself that it might end up bringing one of his other roommates into his room, essentially bursting whatever safe bubble [Name] felt with him right now.

“You’re kinda funny if you try.” [Name] says, earning an odd look from Jihoon at the backhanded comment. “Almost made me forget about my failed exam.”

“Ahhhh, don’t think about it.” Jihoon said, waving a hand. “The more you dwell on it, the more you spiral. You shouldn’t try to think too much about a bad grade unless you want to go insane.”

A sigh was her only response and Jihoon watched as [Name] nodded at his words, shaking her head in frustration. “It’s just—I studied so hard but my mind was wandering so much that whole time and now I’m just wondering if I should even ask to re-take it or not.”

“Wandering?” Jihoon asked.

“College life would be so much easier if my family didn’t hound me every other day.” Was [Name]’s only response, making Jihoon hum. “They were asking me when I was going to visit them again, which by the way, I honestly loathe since it always ends up with me babysitting my idiot siblings.”

She shrugs, seemingly defeated as she was clearly thinking about her stressful family life. Jihoon could only watch on, thinking to himself if this was actually the girl he had butted heads with months ago. 

“She just seems like she’s keeping herself busy from something and she wasn’t like this last year. Of course, you wouldn’t know because you never spoke to her.”

He nearly kicked himself right then and there as Soonyoung’s words rang through his ears. Did it really take him this long to realize that was probably why she was always pooling over her work and school, barely getting any sleep to the point of mixing things up?

She was doing it to forget about her family problems. And he might not have been a big contributor to her stress, but he was a contributor nonetheless, remembering all the times [Name] did her best to not upset him. Guilt swamped him, making him question what he should do next.

“You should ask your professor for a re-take.” He says instead. [Name] offers him a confused look. “It doesn’t hurt to be a little honest with them, you know. I think if you tell them that you’re taking care of your brothers, they’ll let you do something to save your grade.”

“But that might get in the way of work—” [Name] motions to the computer.

“Don’t worry about it.” Jihoon says. “It can wait. I definitely can wait. Just focus on studying until you make up the grade.”

“Jihoon, are you sure?” [Name] asked softly, brows turned down in a frown.

Something in Jihoon’s stomach turned from the way she said his name but he ignored it as he nodded. “Yeah.”

“Thanks. For the talk, I mean, but obviously the time off working—” Jihoon snorted as he watched [Name] stumble over her words.

“It’s no problem.” He said, swiveling himself back to his seat. “Now let me take the rest of your work time before you leave me alone.”

"You again?" Jihoon asked, narrowing his eyes as he watched [Name] enter the Love or Letter office. "I told you to take a break."

"I am on a break. I brought offerings." [Name] countered, waving the cups of coffees in her hands. Jihoon rolled his eyes.

"More like a bribe to see the plans for Love or Letter." He responds, holding up a hand when [Name] opened her mouth to counter him. "Evelyn told me you stopped by yesterday when I was away and offered her money if she says what I had planned for this week."

[Name] chewed at her lip as Jihoon stared her down sternly before she shook the cup of coffee again. "Bribe or not, it's still an offering. You look like you need it anyways."

She held the cup out to him, eyes bright as she waited for him to take it. Some part of Jihoon wanted to refuse, saying caffeine might affect him later when he works out. He didn't, though. He couldn't. Especially with the look she was giving him.

Wide eyed and hopeful that he'd accept her "offering". He didn't try to look at her as he closed his fingers around the cup, not sure if he can handle the look on [Name]'s face and a little embarrassed when his fingers brushed at her's as they handed the drink off to one another.

“Why are you here?” Jihoon asked, not willing to let up on the fact [Name] was supposed to be on her break.

She chewed at her lip again, a habit she had whenever she tried to think about an answer. And something Jihoon wasn’t sure if he should have noticed or not. He moved his eyes from her lips (though, he wasn’t sure why he struggled so hard) to her eyes, glad she wasn’t staring at him, but at the stack of confession letters on his—or her, actually—desk.

Carefully, Jihoon pushed the notes protectively to his side, shaking his head at her. Even with no words being exchanged, he could definitely tell [Name] wanted to say something.

Instead, a pause only came for a moment until [Name] offered a nervous smile. “It was to bribe Evelyn, but she’s clearly not here… But then you’re here so not really a bad thing, right?”

For some reason, he fought off the turning in his stomach at that notion. “To give me coffee?”

“Exactly.” [Name] said, smiling wider. Again, fighting off the urge of his stomach turning. “You always look like you’re about to fall into a grave; it’s getting worse since you took some of my load. I kinda feel guilty…”

“It’s not a problem.” Jihoon said dismissively, making [Name] scoff.

“You’re starting to look like me when I haven’t slept in 48 hours.” She counters in response. “You’re in your last year of college, too, so I know you barely sleep from school work anyways. Have you gone outside yet at all?”

“Yeah. To walk to work.”

[Name] rolled her eyes. “Okay, smartass, I mean what about not work related? The leaves are changing.”

“Should that mean something to me?” Jihoon asked.

“It means you’re going on a walk. With me.” [Name] said, matter of factly.

Jihoon only blinked up at her, not sure how to react. “A walk?”

“Mhm.”

“With you?”

“Yep.”

“When?”

[Name] walked around the table, ignoring the way Jihoon nearly shot out of his seat but nonetheless let her look at the time displayed on the computer. “Right now.”

Jihoon shook his head. “No way. I’m—”

“Busy?” [Name] guessed, shaking her head as she grabbed his coat from the chair and threw it at him. “Don’t care. You look dead and I feel bad since you’re doing my work at the moment. I’m taking you out.”

Jihoon felt his face heat up. Why does she have to word things so weirdly? He hadn’t much time to think about it, however, as he felt himself being pulled away from the room. 

“Why?”

[Name] rolled her eyes. “So we can talk.”

“We spoke to each other on the phone yesterday. And you visit the studio when you’re not working on school.” Jihoon points out, which was all true.

Ever since he had offered to take over for [Name] while she was gone, a sort of camaraderie developed between them. They’d have conversations outside of work, though it was usually to gossip about Soonyoung’s sudden interest in a girl or [Name] telling him about Seungkwan and his rivalry with one of the other hosts for the radio station.

Not to mention, her little stints on trying to get back into the radio station to sneak in some information for weekly Love or Letter segments.

The first week, it was Jihoon who had caught her, dragging her out the building himself and telling her to study for her make-up exams (apparently, her professors loved a good sob story and it didn’t take much convincing to let her re-take them).

The second week, Soonyoung was with him when they caught sight of a blurry figure running into the Love or Letter room when no one else was there. This time, it was Soonyoung who dragged her out as [Name] and Jihoon argued on their way out the door.

It was currently the third week and Jihoon was more than surprised to see that she was the one trying to drag him out this time, though he might see why she did it; she seemed to have picked up on when someone wasn’t looking out of themselves.

“Well, we can talk more. Outside. In the fresh air.” [Name] comments and before he could think about anything else, he found himself on the side of the building, facing a population of trees.

“It’s great the radio station is near the forest, don’t you think?” [Name] said, eyes glancing up at the treeline. Jihoon only hummed, kicking at the leaves beneath their feet as they made their way toward a trail. They let themselves enjoy the environment around them, taking in the chirping birds and the cooling breeze for a while before trying to utter anything else.

Once they had reached a certain point to not see the building anymore, Jihoon finally spoke up. “You’re looking better.”

[Name] blinked at him. “You think so?” She asked, smiling.

She’s been doing that a lot. Jihoon thinks, noting how easily she offers her grins to him. Though, a lot of things have gradually changed in [Name] since she had gone on her break.

 Clothes became cohesive, her demeanor was slowly becoming more like last year’s (though he wasn’t sure the spitfire attitude she harbored this year is going to leave, not that he’s complaining though—he’d rather have a co-producer who can speak up more).

She had done her hair up this time instead of keeping it down or tying it away from her face, letting more of her face become visible. Yeah, she definitely looks better. Healthier.

“That’s what you should look like all the time.” He says, regretting it immediately as soon as the words came out of his mouth. “I mean, that’s what you should look like if you actually balance your school and work life better.”

“Uh-huh.” [Name] said, though the smile never disappeared. She walked a little further ahead before saying, “I’d say you’re looking better, too, but I’d be lying. I wouldn’t have dragged you on a walk with me like this if I didn’t see how dead you were when I walked in.”

“Reading love confessions gets a little exhausting. Especially if they’re just about me.” Jihoon responds, shivering as he remembered a few not so safe for work confessions regarding him and his unwanted fangirls. “Seriously, who even has the courage to say those things to a bunch of strangers.”

“Welcome to my world.” [Name] comments blandly. “Gotta hand it to them, though; some of them are kinda creative.”

“Okay, ew.” Jihoon starts, watching [Name] laugh at his disgust. “You just say anything that comes to mind, huh?”

“As if you don’t.” [Name] responds back, elbowing his side gently. “I’m just a little less shameless about it. You, however, act like you don’t do the same thing I do. We are one in the same, Lee Jihoon, just accept it.”

Jihoon stared at the back of her head, wondering just how true that statement was. From what he’s gathered since his time working with the Love or Letter team, apparently they weren’t any different from one another when it came to working.

“It’s like nothing’s changed.” Eunwoo commented to him last week. “[Name] always sits back there and sometimes doesn’t even talk the whole time she’s with us. Similar to you.”

“Yeah, keep talking like that until you get fired.” Jian comments to him, hitting his shoulder with a folder. He offered an apologetic look to Jihoon. “He just means you both get caught up in your work a lot. Eunwoo is right, though; you do both seem like the same person when you work. It’s a wonder how you two haven’t become friends yet.”

Friends. An odd term for Jihoon whenever he thinks of that and [Name] next to it. Still, he does wonder…

“Are we friends?” He asked [Name], making her turn around. Her eyes became a little distant. Jihoon wondered if he crossed a line for a moment before he heard her hum in thought.

“I’d say a few months ago we weren’t.” [Name] admitted. “And now? I think so. We talked a lot since I went on break. We text each other a lot more now, too. Do you not?”

It was a brief flicker in her emotions, but Jihoon was sure he saw a flash of worry cross her features. He was silent for a second, looking at the fallen leaves on the ground as he kicked them out from the path. Finally he spoke. “Yeah, I think we are. If that’s how you see it.”

“I do.” [Name] said, Jihoon was a little touched at her immediate response. “Hopefully we grow closer.”

Something in Jihoon’s stomach turned again at the notion. He felt his throat dry up as he let the words echo in his head until something finally clicked in him about something. His eyes glanced over at [Name] and the way she kept her eyes trained on the changing leaves. 

Well, shit. 

His brain almost felt like it was exploding. Just when he asked her if they were friends too, such great timing. He did his best to ignore the nervousness crawling up him, trying to find the right words.

“Yeah.” Was all he could offer, ready to give a big sigh as he realized how lame that sounded.

[Name] didn’t seem to mind the one worded answer, giving a satisfied nod as they continued to walk the trail. “Let’s walk for another 10 minutes and then you can go ba—”

“Oh, [Name]? Jihoon?” A voice interrupts, making the two look up to see Soonyoung’s towering figure jogging up to them from the other side of the trail. The blonde was clearly out for an afternoon jog, his blonde hair covered in a cap and wearing warmer clothes. He gave an excited wave once he found himself standing in front of them. “What are you guys doing here?”

“Dragged him out for a walk.” [Name] explains plainly, watching Soonyoung cautiously. Clearly, she was well aware of his tendency to get excited. 

Jihoon was the next one to speak up. “Why are you so excited?”

“Because you two are the last people I’d expect to see outside.” Soonyoung says. “Not to mention together. Alone. Not glaring at each other.”

“I’ll have you know we haven’t expressed wanting to strangle each other with our eyes in the past three weeks.” [Name] says, almost proud at the notion the two of them have had a normal interaction for so long.

Soonyoung let out a noise that could only be compared to a deflating balloon. “Sure.”

“Don’t believe us? Walk with us, then, and see.”

Just when Jihoon thought he could have some peace and quiet… Quietly, he muttered to himself, “Don’t say yes—”

“Okay! While we’re at it, let’s take a selfie…”

Working for a radio station had its perks. Due to receiving bigger funding for its popularity, the station let each segment team have their own office to work in, meaning distractions didn’t happen as often as possible.

[Name] was also allowed to work her own hours without question, meaning she could come in any time she wanted when they weren’t on air. Most times she spent her nights there, working on homework from classes and filing in any paperwork that was needed for Love or Letter.

She let out a groan as she finally pressed submit on her final comment on the discussion board, shutting off the music playing on her laptop before shuffling around to look for the papers she had to deliver to Soonyoung. 

Rubbing out the exhaustion in her eyes before leaving her office, she maneuvered around the office floor as fast as she could to the host’s space, the idea of sleep already grasping at her.

[Name] let out a soft knock, waiting for Soonyoung’s tired “Come in” to signal her to open the door. She let out a laugh mixed with shock and amusement when she opened the door to see two stacks of papers on his desk. “Geez, Soonyoung… Did you wait for paperwork to pile up again?”

Soonyoung only glared at her, though she sensed no type of malice behind it, only an exhaustion she was unfortunately familiar with. His eyes shifted over at the pile in her hand. “Don’t tell me that’s more paperwork I need to look at.”

“Yeah…” [Name] said, waving the thick wad of paper in her hand as she placed it onto the corner of her desk. Something tells her Soonyoung wasn’t going to be able to look at it for a while. “I feel a little behind on work even though Jihoon covered for me.”

“So that means you make me have more paperwork?” Soonyoung cried out, offering an exaggerated cry.

[Name] rolled her eyes. “Oh, relax. You just have to sign it.”

Still, she watched as Soonyoung let out a tired groan, collapsing his head onto his desk in annoyance. “Why did I wait to push all my work? I could’ve done so much more fun stuff on a Friday night…”

“What, like go on a date with a certain someone?” [Name] jibed, covering her mouth as she remembered Jihoon swore her to secrecy about Soonyoung’s love life.

Picking his head up, Soonyoung glared at her. “Where did you hear that?”

“Um…” [Name] started, shifting to get ready to leave.

She was more than glad to not come near it, however, as it swung open so fast, it made the both of them jump. Their heads snapped over to see a panicked looking intern, eyes wild with adrenaline. A piece of paper crumpled in his hand, he shook it in front of the two as he tried to catch his breath.

“Jihoon… Papers… Important… Sign!”

Soonyoung set his pen down, standing up to help the new worker onto his couch while [Name] took the paper in his hand to see it had been an approval request form that was due tomorrow morning.

She handed it off to Soonyung once he stood back up, eye straining to read the paper. “Damn, so much for trying to finish as much paperwork as possible. Why wasn’t this given to him when he was still here?”

“No one saw it until now.” The intern explained. “We tried calling and messaging him, but he won’t respond.”

Soonyoung hummed, as if knowing what he was going to say. “Yeah that sounds like him. Once he’s out of the office he doesn’t respond to work calls unless we find him personally.”

“Yikes.” [Name] muttered. “Well, we kinda need this approval form turned in, though. Any chance you know where he is?”

“Either eating somewhere or at the gym. I dragged him to lunch with me so I’m assuming he’s probably at the gym.” Soonyoung explained. He walked away with the paper. “I’ll just find him and give it to him to sign.”

[Name] watched as he heaved himself onto his seat, clearly too tired to even kick the intern out of the office. He leaned his head onto his hand, picking up where he left off, hardly letting himself breath as his eyes scanned through the papers faster than the last time.

She sighed, offering her hand out. “It’s fine. I can find him before I go home and have him sign the paper. I’ll take it back with me to the station since I come in tomorrow.”

She cast a concerned stare at the intern on the couch, then back to Soonyoung who waved a hand her way, as if to say he’ll take care of him. [Name] was more than happy to offer a nod, not wanting to take care of whatever might come from dealing with him.

By the time [Name] was out of the building, Soonyoung had already texted her the location of the gym with the words “don’t scare him” written right after it. [Name] could only wonder what possessed him to send the last comment but didn’t think much of it as she found the campus gym illuminating in the dark.

She offered a polite greeting to one of the student workers, ignoring the way they stared at her, mouths agape. She could only assume it was because of the way she was dressed—a long coat and a tote bag that looked ready to burst any minute, nothing near gym clothes—as she walked around to look for the producer.

Surprisingly, the gym was close to silent, despite the large population of students in attendance, the music faintly playing in the background as the clinking of metal was the only disruption. Still, she did her best to keep her head low as she peeked around large contraptions that she would have assumed were death traps if it was outside.

She nearly gave up until she spotted a familiar black hat and red watch. [Name] was quick in her steps, careful to not run into anyone as she made her way to Jihoon, who had his head leaning down on his phone.

[Name] opened her mouth, ready to call his name out but choked up when she caught sight of him. Usually he wore the same clothes he was wearing now: black shirt with black pants, and black shoes with the same black hat that covered his head. 

A clear indication he either came back from the gym or his intention was to go to the gym after he finished his tasks at the radio station. She was never close enough before but now she was seeing him and was he always built like some body builder? 

[Name]’s mind could only immediately go to a certain celebrity known for having the same build as she fought off the thought. Composing herself, she walked over machines, offering polite “excuse me’s” to anyone she passed by and giving polite smiles to anyone who looked at her.

It was clear he couldn’t hear her, his earbuds tucked and volume probably louder than she could bear to think of as he kept his head ducked down on his phone. He only looked up when his eyes made contact with her shoes.

Jihoon blinked up at [Name], almost frozen in his spot. “What are you doing here?” He asked, making [Name] snicker.

Straight to the point, like always. “I wanted to work out with you.” She jokes as she fishes out for the papers, taking note of the fluttering in her stomach when she heard the small huff he let out in amusement. “One of your interns barged into Soonyoung’s office saying you needed to sign this. I was on my way out and I told them I’d look for you to sign them.”

"You could’ve just waited, you know.” Jihoon informed, taking the papers to sign anyways. [Name]’s eyes widened as she made eye contact with his arm, which looked like the size of her head from the way he leaned down on it to sign the paperwork. Hercules. He looked like Hercules.

As if sensing her, Jihoon glanced up from the rim of his hat, only spotting the swivel of [Name]’s head to a random spot at the gym. 

Was she just…? Jihoon frowned for a moment, mouth opening slightly then closing it. How was someone supposed to ask their work enemy turned friend if they were checking him out? He wasn’t sure he needed to ask anything if his thinking was correct.

He leaned back down, signing the final page and coughing to catch [Name]’s attention. Jihoon offered [Name] an amused smile as he watched her turn back to him in cartoonish panic, seemingly doing her best to keep her eyes glued on the paper and not him.

“Thanks.” [Name] responds stiffly, stuffing the papers back into her bag before straightening up. She felt a sense of welcoming dread fall in her as she realized Jihoon had watched her haphazardly shoving papers into her bag.“Well, uh… Happy lifting?”

She gripped her bag, giving a bow so fast that she nearly fell over, waving Jihoon’s hands away when they reached out to steady her as she regained her balance. [Name] hadn’t made it far, only about three steps away when she felt a jolt shoot through her as Jihoon stopped her, hand reaching out to grab her wrist.

Jihoon felt something bubble in his stomach as [Name] looked over at him, eyes wide in confusion as he kept his hand on her wrist a little too long. He was quick to let go, doing his best to not focus on how doe eyed [Name] looked as she turned herself toward him.

“Are you heading home?” He asked, watching [Name] offer a slow nod. Jihoon didn’t need to hear anymore as he lifted himself off his seat. “I’ll walk you home.”

“You don’t have to—” [Name] started, only stopping when Jihoon interrupted her, taking off his hat and shaking out his messy hair. When was the last time she saw him not wearing a cap? Usually he keeps them on so his hair wouldn’t get in the way during work. She felt like she was seeing something scandalous, even if it was just his hair.

“I don’t feel comfortable knowing you’re walking home alone in the dark.” Jihoon said, essentially cutting off any argument she had ready. He logged 15 minutes into his watch, the other days indicating 60 or more, mocking him for not finishing his usual work out schedule. He was quick to exit, however, when [Name] shuffled herself a little closer to him as he made his way away from the machines. “I was already finishing my workout anyway. Just wait by the door while I get my stuff.”

He walked away to the locker rooms, ignoring the feeling of [Name]’s eyes on him. He packed quickly, only bothering to change into his sweatpants and shoving all his materials into his bag haphazardly before exiting.

[Name] had been standing by the door patiently, hands clasped in front of her as she rocked on the balls of her feet. Relief washed over Jihoon, glad that [Name] hadn't actually left like he initially thought she would.

Words didn't need to be spoken as they walked out the gym together, Jihoon opening the door for her to exit first, smiling slightly as he watched her face wrinkle at the biting wind. [Name] kept herself moving forward, leading the way to her home.

Jihoon listened intently to the crunch of the leaves underneath his feet while [Name] did her best to kick them away as they walked quietly along the sidewalk. A sense of nervousness bit at her, a little afraid why Jihoon was so quiet. 

Their newfound friendship was built on a basis of quiet understanding since the day she dragged him to go on a walk with her. Neither of them had to speak to one another during meetings to know what the other was thinking now. A single glance at each other gave them the ample opportunity to understand if something was a yes or no.

It seemed quite the opposite right now, however. An unexplainable paranoia followed her as she eyed Jihoon, who looked as if he wanted to say something but wouldn’t.

Sick of the awkward silence, [Name] decided to speak up. “Have you seen Soonyoung’s post?”

Jihoon groaned, rolling his eyes. “Don’t even remind me…”

She let out a quiet snicker, watching his ears burn red in embarrassment, [Name] recalling the post.

hosh_soonie: unexpected guests on my run!!!

His arms had been spread out in the picture, head thrown at the clouds as if screaming into the sky. [Name] and Jihoon right behind him and watching in amused judgment. Neither had thought nothing of it, assuming all the focus would be on their eccentric friend.

A quick look at the comments had proven otherwise, however.

dj_boo: two house cats and a hamster

imdeekay: best producers!

0_tkm_0: pd jihoon looks so good here

notjiyeul: JUST A MOMENT IF YOUR TIME SIR 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

.kimgi: his dimples omg

user087261846: who s the girk next to him?

[Name] had never brought it up, feeling a bit embarrassed herself as she read a few of the comments asking about her and hoping it had died down until someone had came up to her a few days ago in class.

“You know that guy you were standing next to in Hoshi’s picture?”

“Jihoon?”

“Yeah, do you know if he’s… Um, single?”

The people pleaser she was, [Name] had agreed to ask him next time she saw him, despite the sinking feeling in her stomach when she had agreed to pair them up together. She continued to ignore it as she spared a glance at him. “You seem like you’re getting popular again, though…”

Jihoon rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well I’m not too sure I like the attention.”

“Really?” She asked, elbowing his side gently. They had made it to the crosswalk that was leading to her apartment. A car slowly turned into the same street, making  Jihoon maneuver to her other side when they had crossed. “Some girls have been asking me if you’re single or not. Doesn’t that sound fun?”

“Sure, I guess.” Jihoon responds, ruffling his hair and looking lost in thought. “I’d rather have as much privacy as possible. I’d be more confident without a bunch of eyes on me.”

“Ah,” [Name] hums, a settled agreement coming between them. With such a popular segment like Love or Letter and dealing with the radio station as a whole, [Name] wouldn’t put it past Jihoon to want to have some semblance in his life. “Well, you’ve been doing great at work so if you’re feeling pressure there, don’t stress about it.”

“Well yeah.” Jihoon said, matter-of-factly, mouth gaping open for a moment as he let out an awkward cough. “It’d also be good to have more confidence so I could’ve asked you out sooner.”

Pause. [Name] felt like the wind was just knocked out of her as she registered his words, head whipping toward him. “Huh?”

“I, uh…” Jihoon faded off, eyes darting left and right as he stopped, facing [Name]. “Wanted to ask you out? Like on a date somewhere this weekend…” He analyzed her face, trying to understand her reaction as he continued to ramble on. “Or not? If you don’t see me that way. Or if its too awk—”

“Jihoon I’d like that.” [Name] suddenly scrambled out, unable to control herself when a smile settled on her face.

“Right.” Jihoon said, face burning as he looked at [Name], her face tinting a shade probably similar to his but he definitely didn’t look as cute. “Cool. I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

[Name] nodded, suddenly remembering they had been walking to her apartment. She turned to the stairs, ready to walk up as she said, “Yeah, tomorrow. And this weekend.”

Jihoon laughed, walking backwards as he watched [Name] make her way to her door. “Yeah, this weekend too.”

An urge suddenly seemed to stop her as she noticed him turn around, however, making [Name] go back down the stairs of her townhouse and jogged back up to him. “Jihoon, wait!”

“Yeah?” Jihoon asked, feeling [Name]’s hands reach for the side of his face and bring his lips to her’s. The suddenness of their closeness made Jihoon grab her waist to balance himself as he finally registered that they were kissing. It was short and [Name] was running out of breath from her jog, making her pull away too early for Jihoon’s liking.

“This weekend.” She breathes against his lips, Jihoon squeezing her waist as he feels her soft breath brush his cheek. He only nods, making [Name] pull away and run back to her apartment, scrambling to grab her items as she finally disappeared through her door, the last thing he commits to memory for the night the feeling of her smile against his as he walked home.

[yourlocalstranger123]

Welcome to demon school iruma - kun

Characters Asmodeus

I need help with my life choices. "Hello, darkness my old friend...I'm here to unhappily see you again"

(Also, im going to do this seperate so go to part 1 to see the others when im done or just go to my master list, and the setting of this is where they are in college; etc.)

[This is the settings where they are in college or as young adults]

Part 2 (smut) your here!

Part 1

Reader is: "bold"

Asmodeus~♥︎

"M– master!"

"Hm? Yes Asmodeus dear?"

His heart fluttered although soon enough lust filled him when you tugged and continued to play with his chest. "I'm n- hngh...not a girl.."

(I feel like this is more male than female but I assure you I'm trying to make both genders :D)

" plea– ahh! I- I want more, please...master?"

His legs are trembling, and his knees goes weak. You slowly kissed his neck, trailing down to his stomach. His breath hitched as you played with his chest. He tried muffling his moans but failed after you started grinding. You took off his pants, as now he doesn't have anything to cover himself.

He tugged your sleeve, "it feels embarrassing to be the only one naked..." You chuckled.

F! Reader

You took off your shirt as he watches. "You know you can touch it right?" He widens his eyes, but quickly put them in his mouth to muffle his moans as you stroke his cock. He squirmed, you took a hand full of hair and tug it to make him face you. He whines, struggling to go back until you bit his neck. He arched his back, you knew he was close by how loud he was but you decided to stop, edging him. His face fills with shock then desperation, crying lightly.

"You think I'll let you go that easy, pretty boy?"

Shocks of pleasure go through him, he could just cum right there, by your words. 'Pretty boy' as the words that came out of your mouth repeated in his head until he snapped back to reality and sees you on top of him. You slammed down, earning a loud, lewd moan. He covered his flustered face with his hands as he take a peek at your beautiful figure. You took away his hands from his face. "Be a good boy and don't hide from me."

He listened. You slammed back down, repeating without him getting used to such pleasure. It was fun to see him ruined like this, eyes rolling, drool dripping to his neck. He was a moaning mess.

It's been hours, his puffy eyes as he begs you, well now he can't even think to know what he was begging. Finally, his pleas were answered as you continued. He was whimpering since his throat was to soar from screaming.

"C- cuming— Please!– hngh!"

His eyes rolling, arching his back as he came. He would've thought he was dead until you started going again. His eyes widen as he throws his head up, sensitive from his last orgasm and edging.

"N- no More~! Pleashe, too much!— AHhH~! Hah-"

His words started to be less clear

"I promise I'll be gentle..♥︎" (you didn't)

The next day, his legs were stable, just sometimes a little trip or stumble. He did what he usually do although he would look away blushing and pouting [you didn't keep your promise of being gentle with him last night] whenever you were in the same room. It seems that the room is only hot for him. Wonder why.

M! Reader

"No, i- it's fine! I can do it!"

It's quite cute seeing him filled with such determination doing such...things

He put lube in his finger and inserted in him. He flinched how cold it was, whining by the contact of it. Now he felt himself heating up when he noticed you were looking at him, watching like you were gonna eat him up!

"Oh? You stopped. Don't mind me, continue. Just pretend I don't exist"

Your words weren't really encouraging but he did continue. He inserted another then another

He pushes your chest down and you let him do as he please. He took down your pants seeing your hard cock spring out. Now he thinks if three fingers are really enough? He felt your hands slithering to him, putting a blindfold on him. He whined but did nothing.

He takes hold of your cock, slowly getting used to your size. He hopes that was all, it wasn't but he doesn't need to know. You twist him around, his back on your chest. He tried turning around but you stopped him.

"Why not look in front of you instead of pouting?"

You took his blindfold off, and he was flustered. Seeing him sitting on your lap, squirming how it's so lewd seeing him like this, and your cock is only halfway in....halfway? He became more redder when he realized it. You slammed into him, putting your full length while he choked on a moan, tongue rolling out as his brain turned into mush. He leaned near your neck. Whimpering at the pain and pleasure of being stretched out by you.

"You know, I feel quite tired, why not you work for it?~" You teased.

You widen your eyes seeing him starting to bounce on your cock. He felt his arms and legs give out, the only thing stabling him is your hands on his waist. He whimpered, trying his best to pleasure you! Please call him a good boy, won't you?

"Please, it feels- hgn...not as good as you do it [name!]" He whined as he turned around and laid on your chest.

He actually said your name, maybe you should reward him for being so good ♥︎

You picked him up and put him on the bed, thrusting quickly making him moan. He gripped the sheets trying to not fall off, he blushed at the lustful sounds he makes but soon pleasure takes over him as he is almost at his climax.

"[Name], please cum in me! I want your cum!"

He put his arms over your neck as you started to pick up the pace, you two came soon after.

"Let's have a few more rounds, don't you agree?"

He gulped as hearts formed in his eyes. The next day he could not walk. He was carried by you everywhere, the class was worried for him. If only they knew the cause of it ♥︎

[yuhzz]

movies, deals, and feelings - k.ch x fem!reader

summary: what started as a deal, (almost) ended with a kiss.

warning: fluff. angst.

word count: 4.8k words

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Chaewon sighed before taking her shoes off and heading straight to the living room. Her phone made noise alerting that someone had texted her. She grabbed it from her pocket and deleted a certain contact without even bothering to look at the message that's been sent to her.

"God, all I want is to spend my summer peacefully, why the hell can't anyone understand that?" she grumbled and plopped herself down on the couch.

For some unknown reason, she felt like something was missing--more like someone? Chaewon thought of it deeply until suddenly, a specific person came to her mind.

"Y/n, I should call Y/n" She smiles. "Oh! Chaewon-ssi!" Chaewon's smile grew bigger as she heard the enthusiastic voice of her dear temporary lover - you.

"Can you come over and stay the night here?" Chaewon pouts.

"Our deal hasn't even started and yet you're already inviting me over to your house" you chuckled. "Well, now that you mentioned it, it is a great deal after all" Chaewon shrugged.

"It'll really help me get my chance with Yujin" She mumbled. You, on the other hand, became silent. "Hello? Y/n?"

On your side, you blankly stared at the floor. Of course, right, what were you thinking? All of this is to simply help Chaewon have her chance with Yujin.

Ahn Yujin, a person you don't even know. Well, that is until 2 days ago (Friday).

You first met Chaewon at a bar, all drunk and wasted. With the alcohol taking effect, she ended up (unknowingly and unwillingly) informing you about her oh-so-sad life where she likes this girl who doesn't even like her back.

Simply put it, is an unrequited love that hurts so badly.

So! You took her to a hotel, booked 2 rooms, and talked to her the day after. At first, she was suspicious of you. Don't worry, nothing transpired though.

Well, Chaewon did actually throw things at you but that was not really a big deal.

After quite a while, she had calmed down then and you took that chance to explain everything that had happened.

Chaewon felt guilty after that, of course. One thing eventually led to another and both of you agreed to a deal.

A deal where both of you will date temporarily.

The deal was supposed to end when summer is over (about a month and a half) but Chaewon needs to go back to Japan in 3 weeks.

So you agreed to a date for 2 weeks and a half.

The remaining days of Chaewon's stay, you will spend it cutting the ties you had with each other. Though, something tells me that wouldn't be the case for both of you.

Anyways!

Today is the day before the deal starts but Chaewon just felt like she needed some company.

"Y/n?" she got worried. You snapped out of your thoughts and replied, "​​​Alright alright" Chaewon smiled widely.

"Okay, I'll wait" 

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Half an hour has passed and you still were not there. So, she wondered. "What's taking her so long?" She asked herself.

*Ding Dong*

She snapped out of her thoughts as soon as she heard the doorbell ring. Chaewon smiled and ran towards the door. She ran in so much hurry that her hair was all messed up.

"Chaewon? Did something happen?" 

She heard your voice from the other side of the door.

"Nope! Nothing happened!" she replied while trying her best to fix her hair. Suddenly, the rain started pouring.

"Omo- Chaewon-ah! It's raining, can you please let me in now???"  "Ahhh shoot" she sighed and gave up on fixing her hair to let you in.

"Hehe" She welcomed you with a giggle and oh boy did it make your heart skip a beat. Because of that, you held your heart dramatically while saying "Stop- I'm going to die because of your cuteness- Noooooo!!" 

Chaewon laughed.

"Noooooo stop it! God forbids what could happen to me! I'm too young to die you cute kid!" you continued joking.

"Stop that you idiot" She playfully hit you on your shoulder. "Alright alright- Oh! By the way, I got us pizza that's why I took too long to get here" you smiled apologetically.

"It's fine. Tell you what, why don't we eat the pizza you bought while we binge-watch Harry Potter?" Chaewon offered, trying to lighten up the mood a bit.

"Harry Potter? You mean to watch all 8 movies? Together?" you asked.

"Yeah, is there something wrong?" The latter asked, worried that you would rather do something else than watch her favorite movie series with her.

"No, not at all! I've been wanting to actually watch all 8 movies again, it's merely that I didn't have enough time back then" Chaewon sighed in relief and invited you over to the couch.

And just like that, you spent the whole night watching Harry Potter concurrently.

Fast forward to, let's say, numerous hours later (about 5 hours), Chaewon insisted that you stay.

"Why don't you stay here for the night? I mean- It's already 8pm and it's still raining outside. B-Besides! Don't couples u-usually wake up next to each other in the morning-?" Chaewon stopped ranting when she felt your teeny-tiny hands hold her shoulders to calm her down.

"Calm down, I'll stay"

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The 1st Week

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"Y/n-ah, wake up, hey" She shook you. No~" you complained. Chaewon sighed.

"Yah, wake up" She shook you again and again until you sat up with a grumble.

"But I still don't want to" you mumbled. "Oh, just get up, you're already awake anyway" you sighed and obliged.

After that, you talked about how you'll spend the day together, no wait.

Never mind, you actually started planning how you should spend the week together.

"How about we spend time today watching TV and ordering food and then, tomorrow we'll roam the city?" You suggested.

"Sure, I'd love that" 

After a little conversation, both of you finished planning about what to do for the rest of the week.

On the 1st day, which is today, you're going to stay home and rest to gather all the energy you need for the activities you're going to do tomorrow and the following days.

Tomorrow, you decided to roam the city whilst telling each other about your personalities, personal interests, etc. Basically, tomorrow is for introduction in order to know each other better.

On Wednesday, Arcade.

Thurday, Arcade.

Friday, Arcade.

Saturday...still Arcade.

And finally, Sunday, theme park.

Yes, you spent 3 hours planning what to do for the rest of the week and ended up with 2 days reserved for "Who" "what," "where," or "when" questions, and then 4 days for arcade, and then lastly, 1 day for theme park.

Your schedule for next week's still yet to be decided.

"Harry Potter?" Chaewon asked you.

"Eh? Again???" you were baffled.

"Why? It's fun to watch after all" She shrugged.

You sighed.

"Nope! Not Harry Potter again" You shook your head in disagreement. "What??? What are we going to watch then?" she asked, her mouth slowly forming into a pout.

"How about something funny? Kevin Hart's movies maybe?" you suggested.

"Kevin Hart? Who is he?" you couldn't react as you couldn't believe the words coming out of Chaewon's mouth.

"Seriously? You don't know Kevin Hart?" 

"Well, I did ask who he was" 

"Kevin Hart's by far one of the best actors out there! He legit rules comedy!" 

"Okay, so we're watching Harry Potter?" Chaewon easily shrugged the topic off, completely shocking you.

You, then, feigned a fake hurt expression.

"No way. We're going to watch Kevin Hart! Each and every single one of his movies!" 

"What the-! How many movies does he have anyway?!" The latter asked.

"About...50?" 

"Wha- How the heck are we supposed to finish all of that???" Chaewon asked you who got your phone out to search for something.

"Oh, don't worry about that, we can continue watching the rest tomorrow" 

"Huh? What about the schedule we planned???" 

"Oh! Right!" You exclaimed.

"See? There's no way we can finish it all-!" 

"Correction about the 50 movies, he actually has 63"

"Thank Go- Wait, what??? But-"

"Oh and don't worry about the schedule, we can do the rest of it next week or next, next week!" You exclaimed - leaving Chaewon on the couch to go fetch your laptop.

"63? How are we going to finish that? It's too impossible!" Chaewon whispered to herself. Even though it may sound too impossible, just seeing you feeling all giddy, excited, and worked up like this makes her happy.

A few minutes later, you came back with your laptop in your hands. After that, you started watching Kevin Hart's movies which started with his first one, Paper Soldiers. Every now and then, both of you would laugh out loud. There were also times when you just couldn't stop smiling until their jaws hurt.

Today sure was a happy day.

Tuesday came fast and just as promised, you continued your marathon.

Yesterday, you finished 5 movies. Today, you aim to do the same.

After your 3rd movie though, both of you agreed to watch something else. Of course, Chaewon requested to watch a Harry Potter movie to which you had no other choice but to agree (it's not like you could refuse her anyway).

The rest of the week passed by just like this.

Just the 2 of you spending your time together - side by side.

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The Half of 2nd Week

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"Y/n-nie" Chaewon shook you. "Wake upppppppppp! We only have 20 more of his movies to watch left" she urged you.

"But I thought you didn't like watching his movies" You mumbled sleepily.

Chaewon held your wrist and nudged you - the atmosphere suddenly getting all serious.

"Look, I really like watching Kevin Hart now, and your in-between fun facts about him but, don't you think that we might run out of time? It's the second week and yet we did nothing else but stay here and watch movies" she frowned.

"Even a day's enough for me to make your time worth a while but...if you want to, then we can do something else. Say, how about we go to the arcade today?" You wondered without having a single idea about how your words affected Chaewon.

"Oh, Chaewon-ah, why are you blushing?" You asked.

"N-Nothing. The arcade's a great idea, I'll just take a bath" And just like that, Chaewon stormed off - her cheeks as red as a tomato.

"Cute" you mumbled.

Not too long after, Chaewon finished taking a bath and was already dressed up. She wore a beige-colored oversized tee and tucked it in her ripped jeans.

"Let's go!" She exclaimed happily.

"But I'm not ready yet..." you trailed off.

"Eh?"

"Yeah, I'm not ready yet since you used the bathroom..."

"Oh"

"Don't worry though, I'll be ready in a moment" you reassured her.

"Alright"

Not too long after (again) you came out of the bathroom, you finished taking a bath and were thinking about what to wear.

"Maybe beige too? To match her shirt?" you contemplated. "Or maybe a shirt that'll contrast what she's wearing...?"

"Lemme search" you mumbled.

"Black and warm white? But I don't have any warm white colored shirts and I don't really feel like wearing black today..."

"Y/n-ah, why are you taking so long? Did something happen to you?" The worry in her voice was too evident.

"I'm fine! It's just that I...I don't really know what to wear...?" Chaewon giggled. "Just wear anything Y/n-ah, you look pretty no matter what the outfit is after all," she said.

And your heart fluttered and your heart beat faster and you blushed madly and- "O-Ok" you stuttered.

10 minutes later, you finally finished dressing up. You wore a mustard colored tee and white shorts.

"Seriously? Shorts?" Chaewon chuckled.

"Why? What's wrong with it?" You furrowed your eyebrows.

"Nothing, it's just that I'm afraid you're too pretty in it" she said which made you sigh. "You're unusually cheesy today Ms. Kim. What did you eat to end up saying things like that?" you joked but when your eyes turned to Chaewon, the latter seemed a bit serious.

"Well, today's our first date as a couple after all," Said Chaewon. You were cut short on your breath after what she had said.

Oh, just why the hell are you too sweet to her today, Chaewon? She's about to die from you!

"How about we just go? I cannot take your cheesy lines anymore" you sighed. She ended up laughing.

As planned, or as decided, you went to the park first, you know? To know each other better since last week all you did was laugh while watching movies.

"So! What's your favorite color?" you asked first. "Me? Maybe pink? I don't know...I'm not really sure" Chaewon said, completely unsure.

You continued asking each other questions. Sometimes it's all about nonsense, but there were times when those nonsense questions actually made sense. You did everything to keep the interest in the air going.

But after a while, you eventually decided to call it a day after asking each other too many questions.

You went to the arcade (as scheduled) the day after. You had fun and were happy so when the clock struck 6, you had dinner and went back home.

Wednesday came and instead of spending your time in the arcade again, you went shopping.

In the midst of it though, someone came up to the two of you. A woman who looked like she was about your age too.

She first looked at Chaewon who had her hands intertwined with you. The stranger then moved her gaze to look at Chaewon's hands.

"Y/n-ah, it's done" The woman spoke and looked up to meet your eyes as if she has known you for years.

"Thanks" You mouthed. The latter nodded. You smiled before looking at Chaewon.

"Let's continue our shopping spree," you said and looked at Chaewon who looked back at you. "Okay," She said and left the woman standing in the middle of the grocery store.

"I hope you won't have your heart broken because of this, Y/n" She mumbled as she looked at Chaewon who was looking at you - eyes smiling along with her lips.

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"So who was she?" Chaewon asked you for the hundredth time.

You just got inside Chaewon's car and were getting ready to leave after putting all the boxes filled, with what you bought, inside the car's trunk.

You sighed and said, "Do you really want to know who she is?" Chaewon nodded eagerly.

"She's my ex" Her shoulders dropped and her eyes lost their energy. "Her name's Yunjin, we broke up last year. The decision was mutual though since we both agreed that it'd be better for the both of us" You said and drove off the parking lot.

The rest of the ride was silent.

After getting back home, Chaewon went straight inside the room and you spent your time putting, all the things you bought, where it's supposed to be.

Chaewon, on the other hand, doesn't know why she feels like this. She feels like she's mad or something. Maybe jealousy?

The rest of the day passed by with both of you ignoring each other.

And truth to be told? In such a short time, you miss her already - all the while, silently hoping that she feels the same.

Thursday! A big day for the 2 of you.

Somehow in some way, both of you managed to act like nothing happened and put everything that happened yesterday behind you. You managed to (with the help of Yunjin) reserve yourselves a theme park. (This is the reason why she approached you yesterday inside the grocery store)

It'll just be the 2 of you alone inside a big place. Today, you'll have all the time in the world to enjoy each other's company.

You first started with the rollercoaster despite the fact that both of you are (obviously) scared of it. From there, you wasted no time enjoying the other rides as well.

The day eventually came to an end (sadly) and before saying goodbye, you decided to ride the Ferris Wheel where you'll share everything that you loved and hated throughout the week and a half that you spent with each other.

Both of you sat in front of each other.

"I'll start," She said. "I gotta be honest right?" She asked and you nodded.

"Oh, ok then..."

"...let's see. I'll start with the things I loved first"

Chaewon started sharing the things she loved, starting with how she really really loved pinching your cheeks whenever you were sleeping up until all those lovely times you spent today.

"And then, the things I hated"

Only one word - name rather - came to her mind.

"Y-Yunjin" Her cheeks turned red as she tried to avoid your teasing look. "Hey! Stop looking at me like that!" She pushed your shoulder lightly.

"Alright alright!" you laughed.

After the laughter had died down, you took the chance to say a short sentence - enough to explain what you liked and disliked.

"I loved you and hated nothing else about everything" 

*Badump* Chaewon's heart went. *Badump* Is what her heart only knows during that moment.

Right after you finished talking, the ride was over. Both of you got off and walked towards the exit. You stood right in front of each other.

Time check: 11:56 pm

'Just in time' you thought.

The remaining 4 minutes are the time that's left for you to say your goodbyes and maybe something else. Inside that 240 seconds, only you can decide whether you'd like to spend the rest of eternity together, or not.

Just 3 words are what you need to forever feel each other's warmth.

But of course.

"Thank you for everything Y/n-ah, goodbye" 

You had no other choice but to watch Chaewon's back fade away from your line of sight.

A bittersweet goodbye it is.

You both knew you needed each other - or maybe it was only you who did.

To others, it may seem like both of you met the wrong person at the wrong time.

But to you and Chaewon, you were the right person at the right time.

So, there it goes.

Another story that meets a sorrowful ending.

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The Other Half of 2nd Week

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This is it.

After 3 days, Chaewon's soon going back to Japan.

It's Friday today.

After she woke up, she immediately went straight to the living room to watch. Hopefully, maybe this will help her forget you.

But just as she opened the TV, a Kevin Heart movie showed up. Memories suddenly showed.

Dejavu started hitting her.

Laughter in the living room, tears of joy - you.

Chaewon ended up turning the TV off immediately. With a sigh, she went back inside her room. She was about to lie down again when she remembered your sleeping figure on it.

"Damn it" she cursed.

Gosh, she sees you in every single corner of the house. House...she used to call it home, a place where she's comfortable.

A place that used to keep her warm during the cold.

But why does it make her feel lonely now?

What have you done to her, Y/n?

Well, since this house did nothing else but remind her of you, why not go outside and take a walk? So! She did and took her jacket before going outside.

Chaewon let her feet take her anywhere.

Just anywhere but the places you both visited together. Just not somewhere she'd be reminded of you.

"3 days..." she mumbled while walking on the side of the road. "In 3 days, I'll be leaving" she sighed.

As much as she hated to admit it, she's been thinking of the life she had to return to, how she'd spend her days, how life would feel if she didn't have anyone to binge-watch movies with - a life without you.

"Well, that would suck!" she exclaimed and stretched her arms. "Gosh, where do I go?" Chaewon pondered.

She continued walking, turning right here, turning left there - it was evident that she had no clear destination.

But the moment she stopped, Chaewon found herself standing in front of the place she least expected to go to.

"Y/n's?" she mumbled as she stood still.

Why is she here? Why was she standing outside your house?

"Damn it, you're in too deep, Chaewon." She cursed and shook her head. Deciding to leave again, she gave your door one final look before taking a step away.

However, before she could even take another step, your door suddenly opened. You walked out with the plastic bag of trash in your hands, your hair tied in a messy bun, and you were wearing your pajamas still despite the time being afternoon.

Chaewon couldn't take another step. She stood still - frozen.

Though you looked least presentable in other people's eyes, for her, you were pretty.

And for just a short moment, Chaewon wanted a life filled with laughter, a life where she'd all day (every day) be watching reruns of Harry Potter and Kevin Hart movies.

For just a short moment, Chaewon wanted a life where she has you.

"You know you can't, Chaewon..." She lightly slapped herself.

"You know you can't" she sighed and walked away.

Just then, you look her way, eyes lighting up from excitement. You raised your hands to wave at her. "Ch-!" But when you were about to shout out for her name, your hands slowly dropped, your smile disappearing.

You saw the way she looked. She was frowning and her head was down.

You wanted to be there for her. You wanted to comfort her.

You wanted to run after her - hug her tight.

But something was stopping you, and you didn't know why.

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2 days went by fast.

Chaewon's getting ready to leave. She's been packing up since 10 am and has been making sure that she leaves nothing behind. It's currently 12 noon.

Her flight is in two hours.

"Socks, check. Shirts, shorts, pants, jackets, all that yada yada, check. Let's see...Have I forgotten something?" She mumbled and stood up from the floor to roam the house again.

While she's doing that, you (back in your house) were feeling uneasy. "She's leaving tomorrow, what do I do?" you sighed and moved around your bed.

"Goddamn it!" You screamed on your pillow.

With a frustrated sigh, you shot up from your bed and bit the insides of your mouth.

"Maybe I should tell her about what I feel"

Yeah, you should.

"But does it have to be now, though?"

Yes, it has to be.

"Won't she reject me?"

I doubt that.

With one last sigh, you stood up from your bed and started getting ready.

After taking a bath, you wore the fanciest clothing in your wardrobe that you could find and wore it. You sprinted down the stairs and left your house in a hurry.

You ran to the nearest bus stop and got on a bus that drives along the block where Chaewon lives. In just 10 minutes, you've arrived.

Your legs were trembling and heck it became very hard to breathe!

You walked slowly towards her doorstep, breath hitching when you realized you were only moments away from knocking and meeting her face to face again.

"Here goes nothing" you breathed and knocked.

You stepped back after that and readied yourself. You waited.

And you waited...and you waited...and you waited.

But damn it she's taking too long.

"Huh..." You trailed off.

At this point, there are only two things that could possibly be happening. It's either Chaewon's not home, or she's ignoring you.

Or maybe you're just overthinking and she's busy packing up.

"Okay, let's not jump into things, maybe she's just not home" You sighed.

You continued waiting until suddenly, the door busted open revealing Chaewon who was breathing heavily and was carrying 2 suitcases. "Woah, you ok?" you asked.

"Y/n? What're you doing here?" She asked you, immediately composing herself in front of you.

Right, why are you here?

"I..." you came here with a clear purpose.

"I like..." You came here to profess your feelings.

"I'd like to see you off" but why didn't you?

"Oh...I thought it'd be something else but, thanks" she smiled at you, feeling a bit disappointed. "I'll uhh...I'll just get my stuff out here and I'm good to go. Do you want to wait for me inside or...?" She said, trying to look everywhere but your eyes.

"No! No...I'm good out here" you said and shook your hands.

"Alright. Uhm, can you please look after my stuff while I finish things up inside?" She asked you.

"Sure, sure." You shrugged and nodded your head.

"Thanks" she mumbled and fiddled with her fingers before going back inside.

Well, that was awkward.

While waiting outside, Chaewon was panicking on the other side of the door. "Calm yourself down, Chaewon. Calm yourself down" she whispered to herself and started gathering the rest of her stuff.

She spent another 20 minutes inside the house before going back outside again.

"You good to go?" you asked her. She nodded her head.

"I just have to wait for my taxi now."

"When is it arriving?"

"About 5 minutes and a half?"

"Oh."

Silence engulfed the two of you.

"You know, Y/n...I'll remember you," she said out of nowhere.

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"My life was mostly dull. I'd focus on nothing else but work, and I still should be doing so right now if only my boss didn't suggest I take a break for a little while."

You listened to her intently.

"And you...you certainly made my vacation better. So I'll remember you, Y/n. I'll remember you whenever I feel down because you make me smile. You'll always cross my mind whenever I see a Kevin Hart movie. I'll remember you whenever I feel cold because you make me feel warm. I'll always remember you because you touched my heart." She smiled warmly.

"I'll remember my feelings for you because I don't think I could ever find someone else like you in my life"

Your cheeks started getting warmer.

"Wha..."

Did she just confess?

Words were caught up in your throat that not even a simple 'I like you too' could come out of your mouth.

Looks like you're in too deep too, huh?

"I thought Yujin was your crush...?" You mindlessly asked.

She laughed wholeheartedly. "Pabo" Chaewon smiled and just then the taxi arrived. You stood still in your spot, observing Chaewon and the taxi man put her luggage inside the trunk.

Once finished, Chaewon hurried back to you. "'Till next time, Y/n" She mumbled.

Chaewon seemed to want to do something but hesitated at first. Slowly, she leaned in and kissed your cheeks.

"Goodbye," You watched as she got inside the taxi.

"W-Wait! Chaewon!" You ran after her.

Before she closed the taxi’s door, she raised her eyebrows and looked at you. “Yes?” she murmured.

“Will...will I ever see you again?” you questioned her. A subtle smile appears on her face. “Well, it depends. Do you want me to stay?” she uttered and got off the car, facing you with hopeful eyes.

“But I don’t wish for you to postpone your work because of me,” you spoke lowly, your breath hitching when you noticed her eyes drift down to your lips and back to your eyes again.

“I’m sure my boss will allow me to extend my vacation.”

“Still,” she sighed.

“No, it’s too impossible for us to see each other again. There’s no telling when I’ll be able to spend time off work. Besides, we’re from 2 different countries” Chaewon looked away from you.

“Then, let’s have a deal.” you proposed.

She looked back at you, slightly intrigued. “What deal?”

“I’ll find a way. I will come to you. Tour me around Japan. Let’s have fun together. We’ll go shopping, we’ll go to the amusement park, we’ll eat together, wake up next to each other - let us be us forever. I will stay and I will go wherever you will go. I want to be with you.” you held her hands.

“That is if you want to do the same.” you shrugged.

She laughed. “What kind of deal is that? Is that even a deal?” she giggled.

“I also don’t know. Just had to find a way to be dramatic, get what I mean?” you smiled.

“Alright then, I accept your ‘deal’.” Chaewon circled her arms around your neck.

“Can I kiss you? I wanna kiss you” you told her.

“Woah, calm down your horses. Let’s take it slow”

“But-”

“No buts, Y/n. Now get off me ‘cause I have to leave so that I could clean my house back in Japan before you arrive”

“Can’t you stay for a little while?”

“Can’t. My flight’s in 20 minutes, gotta leave.”

“Chae-!”

“Start packing up! I better see you in 3 hours!”

She got in the cab and left - leaving you smiling in your spot.

Looks like you’ll be able to continue your Kevin Hart movie marathon with her.

This time in Japan, of course.

[darklydeliciousdesires]

La Dolce Vita - John Shelby/Cosima Changretta (OFC).

Bit more John n' Cosima for you, you beautiful people! I'm really feeling inspired in my writing of late, so yeah, you get to enjoy lots of work flying out of the DDD press! :D

Words - 2,214

Warnings - Each part will be adult only content, from swearing to eventual smut and violence. Minors DNI.

Part IV - Beatitudine

Cosima Shelby. By night, when out on the town with her husband, she was the quintessential gangster’s wife. Furs, pearls, diamonds; the young woman simply oozed glamour as she dripped in luxury. By day, she was much removed from such an image. On holiday, she was even more casual.  

“Don’t you blame me if you get sore feet, Sima. Ain’t gonna be my fault.”  

He might have given her a soft warning over her lack of shoes, but seeing his wife so carefree as she walked the cobblestone side streets of Cortona, the little Tuscan village she had been born in twenty-three years ago that coming autumn, all John could do was smile. 

Her hair was pinned up, only a few strands floating free at the nape of her neck, her face smothered in olive oil. “What are ya, a fucking salad?” he’d laughed after catching her rubbing her face in the kitchen staple, Cosima insisting that it was marvellous for the skin.  

“Angelo, ciao!” she called, arriving at the tiny bistro she’d been raving about since they arrived the night before, the owner opening his arms and greeting her warmly. 

“Benventua, Cosima! Stai bene?” 

She beamed, “Si, si.” From the tiny bit of Italian John knew, he gathered that Angelo had welcomed her and asked after her health, joining them and being offered a hand by the tall, potbellied man who shook it warmly. “Angelo, this is John, my husband.” 

“Ahhh, she is a married woman now! Welcome, John! Let me bring my wife out to meet you. Hey, Lucia! Cosima is here!” Every summer since her birth, the Changretta’s had returned to their home village, the family known well in Cortona. They were then joined by a woman of radiant good looks, wrapping Cosima in her arms, greeting John with the same warmth before they were shown to a table out in the small courtyard at the rear of the establishment. 

He had decided that after having no honeymoon at all, not even a blissful, post-marriage period that could be considered as such, they’d have it now he and his new bride were finally in that state of sublime happiness. Who cared that it happened to be five months on? They’d set sail for Italy from Plymouth just over a week ago, after John had dropped the children off in Small Heath, all under Polly’s care for the month and a half he and Cosima would be away.  

Taking a menu, he looked down at it in pure puzzlement, looking at his wife for assistance. She covered his hand with hers, ordering for them both. “I ordered a few things we can share, and a bottle of the best Chianti you will ever drink. Remind me to come back before we leave so I can buy a few bottles to bring home.”  

He wasn’t much of a wine fan, not being particularly cultured, but he had to agree that upon taking a first sip, it was of incredible, full-bodied flavour. Relaxing in the sunshine, just him and his wife, he felt like a completely different person. He’d never been on holiday before, save a few weekends away at Brean and Skegness as a child. The beauty of Italy was something he had never experienced beyond listening to his wife speak of the place she held so dear, and being there, he could see why. 

“Should we retire out here one day?” 

His question out of complete thin air made her laugh softly, hardly able to imagine that far in the future. “I think that’d be lovely. Blooming hell, I can’t imagine us as a little old couple, shuffling around.” 

“I can,” he smiled, knitting his fingers together behind his head as he closed his eyes to the warm sunshine beaming onto his face. “You’ll be beautiful, still, and continue to throw plates at me an’ all, just much slower.”  

“I might have to move onto smaller things when my joints ache,” she mused, her smile widening her pretty lips. “Egg cups, saucers, things like that.”  

The laughter they shared filled the space, John reaching for her, pulling her onto his lap. “I dunno what it is about you. You’re like two different people, and I fucking love both of ‘em.”  

Her heart skipped like a newborn spring lamb. “You’ve never told me that before.”  

He arched an eyebrow, her heart somersaulting again at his male beauty. “Well, I’m telling you now. And I don’t need to hear you say it to me, either. Don’t feel like you have to.” 

“But I lo-" 

“Ah, ah! Nope!” 

“But John, I-” 

“Nope!” He cracked an eye open, grinning at her pinched-up lips, Cosima leaning in until her nose touched his. “Stop it.” 

“I love you, you dickhead.”  

“Charming, ain’t ya?” he snorted, still laughing.  

She shrugged. “I have my moments.” 

“Ar, ya do, bab. Charming, and with proper dirty feet, too.” He reached down her leg, grabbing her ankle and examining the sole of her foot. “Look at ‘em! Blacker than a coal miner’s arse!”  

“I plan on having a bath once we get back, I’ll have you know. That tub is huge, too. Easily big enough for two.”  

Her wink had him laughing. “Gonna see how much water we can splash out onto the floor?” She nodded enthusiastically, leaning to kiss him. He eventually put her down, their food brought out shortly after, both very contently full as they strolled back to the guest house they were staying in for the near complete duration of their holiday.  

For the last week, they were travelling to Rome, but the three preceding it were being spent in the quiet surroundings of the small lake house set at the foot of the hills, the people who owned it living at the main residence and letting them come and go as they pleased.  

“Give us one of them mucky hooves, then,” John spoke, sitting at the opposing end of the big, claw footed bathtub, objecting the smell of the lavender bath salts Cosima had sprinkled in very liberally, but not the fact he got to share the hot water with her.  

He received a heel to the chest for his remark, snorting laughing at the look on her face as she sat mildly aghast. “Hooves, John? I have beautiful feet, I keep them all nice and soft, toenails always painted, too.”  

“I know, I’ve seen all the bits of dead skin you leave all over the pumice, you mucky wench.” Her other foot found its way between his legs, John shifting back. “Oi, less of your violence, woman. I’ve got plans for where I’m gonna put that.” he winked, Cosima bobbing her tongue out as her foot retreated from its press against his cock, John lathering the soap in his hands. “So, did your mom and dad mean for you to be born out here? Wanting the kids to all be Italian by birth, was it?” 

“That’s exactly it, yes,” she began, finger combing her hair idly. “Only Luca and I are, though. Angel came earlier than expected, so he was a baby in arms already when he took his first breath of homeland air. Papa always said he wanted us to be all born in the same place, but wasn’t too sad that Angel was born in England. He was just glad he survived, coming a month early.”  

He noticed that over the last few months, he could speak of her family and not notice the dark storm of contemptuous fury begin swirling within her. Simply, there was none left, or if there was, she was doing well to hide it. He did hope it was the former. “I know that worry,” he spoke, working the soap suds between her dainty toes, the deep red polish flawless. “Oliver was five weeks early, fucking tiny little thing, he was. Bloody made up for it in noise ever since, though.”  

“Hasn’t he just,” she beamed, thinking of the absolute chaos that was her eldest stepchild. “I’m not going to say I don’t miss him and his siblings, but blinking hell, I love the quiet!” 

John laughed, picking up the cutthroat razor to the side of the tub and nodding at her leg.  

“Promise you won’t cut me?” she asked, watching her husband frown comically. 

“Do it every day to me own face, darlin’. Ain’t gonna even nick the skin.” Taking the soap again, he lathered her leg while resting her foot on his shoulder, slowly gliding the blade against the short hair regrowth. “I wonder what our kids’ll be like,” he mused, rinsing the razor. “It’d be nice if the first one was conceived over here, eh?”  

“Feisty, I predict, if our temperaments are anything to go by.” 

He snorted softly. “You’re worse than me.” Immediately she scowled, John placing a loving kiss against the side of her foot.  

“And you’re a fucking wind-up merchant!” she attested, watching as he rinsed her leg and then started the routine again on the left one.  

“Ahh, ya wouldn’t love me if I didn’t have a bit of bite.” he remarked, snapping his teeth at her, hands working the soap over her leg. That was true enough, she thought. A boring, placid man was not for her. She quite enjoyed that his spark matched hers in illumination. Once he was finished returning her legs to silky smooth glory, he made his intention to be between them very clear, her hands travelling over the lithe muscles that flexed across his shoulders as he caught her lips in a kiss. 

If there was a better way to spend the late afternoon, she was yet to hear it.  

Their kisses swirled slow like honey, steam rising in the figurative and literal all around them, John feeling his skin break out into goose pimples at the pattered exploration of her fingertips. Deep groans rumbled his throat when she moved her kisses to the side of his neck, a soft bite eliciting a shiver, his hand moving between her legs to stroke until she was purring with desire.  

Reaching beneath her, he lifted her body, sitting back on his heels, bouncing her on his cock, hands grasping her shoulders before smoothing down her back sensually, sharing kisses gilded in embers and sugar, feeling drunk on her.   

“God, you feel so fucking good,” she moaned, her head tipping back, his lips gliding torridly over her throat. “I love you.”   

Despite telling her he didn’t require her to say it back, John knew in that moment he’d never tire of it, hearing his beautiful wife declare her love for him. “I love you too, sweetheart. So much.” His words punctuated her fluttered gasps as the head of his cock scraped deliciously against her sweet spots, rutting her deep, hands running down her slender back. 

The rise and fall of their bodies was akin the cresting of gentle waves upon a sea, Cosima absolutely blown away by the intimacy, the divinity of it. This was the kind of sex she thought only existed in novels, too perfectly passionate to extend to reality, her reality too, no less.   

How could he be this perfect? And to think, she had once hated him with the kind of torridness that was now only reserved for how he made her feel when he was balls deep inside of her. The all-encompassing heat of him and the moment they shared shook her to her very foundations, her bones sizzling in utter ecstasy as she rocked against him, his strong hands stroking paths of sweeping tingles over her soft skin. 

Her walls throbbed with the sweetest flush of pleasure, his cock evoking swells of molten bliss, Cosima grinding down on him faster, her nerves in symphony, the sounds of her bum pounding off his thighs filling the bathroom. 

“Right, gotta get outta this bath, love,” he spoke, clutching her tightly in his arms. “Bloody foot is going to sleep!” Tightening his arms around her, he stood up from the water, carefully climbing out of the tub and carrying her to the wall. It was a favourite of his, standing up sex, reminding him of the first time he’d had her like that back in the kitchen of their cottage.  

John Shelby; he truly was all about the nostalgia. 

Winding his arms beneath her thighs, he grasped her bum to keep her spread as he began to roll his hips against her, every last inch of his cock slipping into the sumptuous, saturated hug of her cunt, but slow. So slow. 

Each thrust had ecstasy sizzling through her veins, her cries feral, the physical of what she felt demonstrated by her nails imbedding in his back, tearing down, leaving raspberry swellings across his pale freckle-flecked skin, John thriving on her reaction to the sublimity of his fuck. 

It felt sharp-edged as it gathered within her, the coil tightening before it snapped, consuming bliss throbbing through her entire body as he spilled into her deeply, grunting with exertion, the culmination a sweep of liquid velvet pouring through them, ebbing away slowly, leaving them shattered, yet dreamy with satisfaction.   

Not that either could know it so soon, but it also left them parents to a brand-new Shelby, too. 

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Hiii could you do a fic of Frollo x a gypsy/romani reader, where he's madly in love with the reader and the reader loves him back? I love your fics btw!!!

My only light

warning : fluff, implied comfort, age gap, fem reader, kissing

Info : Hiii dear anon thank you so much for this request (very happy that you like my fics) finally a disney one and for Frollo ahhh. I really liked writing this so have fun reading and everyone else too ;)

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She was his light, his fire, his angel. She was what he had always been looking for in his life. He had never committed sin but he would have done anything for her and she would have done everything for him. Her Judge.

His wife at his side the view of the unusual couple on the people of paris was still not clear even the archdean did not know at first if it was all a trick so that the judge would get more power. But no, it was not. Judge Claude Frollo had indeed lost his cold, stony, selfish, sinful heart to a woman. His beautiful wife.

His angel who was in her prime and would stay with him for a long time. ,,My gift from God" as he sometimes called her when they got out of the carriage together in public or when he took her with him to parties.

The meeting of the two was so unlikely that it could only have come from God. The judge left his residence and rode through the streets on his horse to get to the tailor.

The annual spring festival was just around the corner, and what better way to express prosperity than with clothes and jewelry. It was an easy walk to the tailor through the streets of his town plagued by sinners, whores, drunks and addicts.

A city that was on the brink of the abyss and could only be brought to salvation through him. Redemption that he would unwittingly bring to them with a woman at his side.

The small golden bell on the door announced his entrance as always he was unflattered by the owner but the judge was only interested in the important fabrics the dark purple and red the black for his robe as his eyes brightened a little.

It was colorful fabric that should not be in the department here. Lifting his gaze, his eyes met hers. His lovely flower. The long dark hair that lay beautifully against her body, the lips as if she had tasted a cherry and the juice had kissed her.

The captivating eyes behind the long eyebrows, the moving body and the "exotic" skin that peeked out from under the colorful clothes. But it was her smile that captivated him, not something of a witch, not a dishonorable gypsy. The smile of his angel. A meeting that brought the two of them together in a small shop.

The traveling nun who helped people on her journeys through the country, blessing them, giving them gifts and caring for them. His counterpart, where he had hate she had love, where she had luck he had bad luck. She in her prime, he under the moon almost at the end.

They were each other's side for better or worse. But it was a meeting that brought them both together. He enjoyed her stories and she enjoyed his clavichord which he played for her every night when she was on the couch.

They shared a glass of wine and maybe he felt young again for a moment when she took his hand and danced with him around the music room. Her lovely smile she gave him that warmed his heart everytime over and over. Her sweet kisses like a little fire on his skin that she gave him.

He stroked her hair, smelling the lavender scent that emanated from her. The flowers and blossoms were her passion as he found out. It was only necessary for him to present her with books, with flowers he had shipped in from other countries.

Her room had almost become a jungle through which he had to navigate to get to his wife. Where she welcomed him with a smile as always got into his arms and showed him what she has found out.

A new world for the man who only knew hate and sins but soon saw the beauty in her work. ,,My Judge," she always joked, knowing that he also had a nickname for her when he kissed the ring he had given her, the ring that sealed their marriage. It seemed that Frolllo's image of the two of them was not only washed clean by the way they behaved.

She showed him a world without sin, they both built children's homes, hospital camps and even enjoyed the time of feastivals. ,,I could never say no...not to my angel," he whispered to her as the two of them sat on the wooden thrones under the tent. His gaze on her as always, love in his eyes, love in her smile she gave him.

The best thing about the festival was that his hands, which were always folded on his lap, were taken by his angel. She stroked his fingers and he gave her a gentle smile before the party began. Knowing full well that she was always there for him...and he would have been for her.

A festival of which the masses of people made a picture of love between the judge who would soon no longer be considered heartless. Because his love for his wife, the love they found for each other seemed biblical and endless.

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[staygoldwriting]

💌 To the Steve I Loved Before: Part 3

A Steve Harrington TATBILB!AU fic

Read Part 1 and Part 2!

Summary: Y/N has written love letters to get over her deepest crushes. What happens when Steve Harrington gets his hands on her letter to him?

Disclaimer: This is inspired by the To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before series by Jenny Han! I have used none of her characters, but have only used the premise of a love letter in the wrong hands.

Word count: ~1k

Warnings: None, just fluff as usual 

A/N: AHHH this is my favorite chapter so far! It’s largely Eddie, but don’t worry... Steve will be around very soon! Things are starting to get tense, folks 🙈 Please let me know what you think, and, as always, please show love and support! ❤️✨ If you want to join the taglist, don’t be afraid to ask! I’m happy to add you 🤗

You sat at the desk and tapped your fingers anxiously, the idea of Eddie reading your letter running rampant through your mind. You sighed heavily, then fiddled with your nails, chipping the polish off. 

You worked at Contempo Casuals in the Starcourt Mall, the newest and most popular hangout spot in Hawkins. As a result, you were on high alert for Eddie, but you doubted he even knew where you worked. Nonetheless, you tried your best to stay toward the back of the store. As you turned to fold some clothes, Robin rushed up to you and slammed her hands on the counter. 

“Y/N!” she gasped. “What happened at home, update me!”

“My dad sent the letters out,” you said in defeat as Robin covered her mouth in shock. “Most of them are going to the wrong address, but two are gonna make it.”

“Which ones?” she asked grimly.

“Kevin S,” you said, and Robin nodded. “And Eddie Munson.”

“Oh no,” Robin breathed, her face going pale. “That was the letter, right?” 

“Yup. The only one that’s worse is Steve’s,” you said, folding shirts. 

“Aw man,” Robin huffed. “What are you gonna do?”

“Avoid him until it all blows over,” you said. “I mean, I’ll be leaving soon, and we never cross paths regularly, so I’m trying not to worry.”

“Well, if I got a love letter from someone, and if it was as sappy as the one you gave him, I’d be trying to find you,” Robin shrugged.

“Helpful,” you said bluntly. 

“I’m just saying, be on your guard,” Robin said, checking her watch. “I’ve gotta go, but come by after your shift and I’ll hook you up with some free ice cream.”

“Thanks, Rob, see you, and cross your fingers I don’t see him!” you called as Robin left.

You sighed and went back to folding shirts. He won’t come looking for me, you thought to yourself. He barely even knows who I am, it was just a camp crush, we never even talked afterward. You kept folding and thinking when you heard someone come into the store.

“Welcome to Contempo Casuals,” you called halfheartedly. 

“Y/N?”

You tensed up and turned to look at Eddie Munson, who was standing at the counter, holding your letter to him. 

“Can-can we talk, please?” he asked gently. You nodded grimly, then looked down at the letter. He chuckled softly and looked at it.

“So, you think I have an angelic voice?” he asked, a small blush appearing across his cheeks. “I-I had no idea you felt like this.”

“You weren’t meant to get the letter,” you mumbled, and he cocked his head to the side.

“Why not? I’m very flattered, by the way, thank you for saying all those sweet things,” he smiled softly, making you blush and your heart beat wildly. 

“Can I look at the letter again? Please?” you asked. Eddie shrugged and handed it over.

-💌-

Dear Eddie,

Spending this past summer with you has been nothing short of a dream. I wish that I could still wake up to see you everyday as I’ve grown used to doing. I miss seeing you all grumbly in the morning, hair a mess as you trudged to brush your teeth. I miss the way you’d lean on my shoulder as we ate our breakfast, you still half asleep. 

When you complimented the way my hair smelled, I washed it twice a day so it always smelled like wildflowers--that’s the way you described it. And when you nicknamed me Wildflower, my heart skipped a thousand beats. I wish I could be your wildflower forever.

Whenever we worked together as counselors, I felt our connection grow. I stole so many glances at you. Did you ever look at me? You probably didn’t, why would you? I can’t ever be as beautiful as you are, inside or out. I can tell that you’re a good person, Eddie. I can tell by the way you sing with that voice of yours, it’s like an angel’s. Sometimes I think you spared me by never singing a love song (at the risk of falling for you more, if it’s even possible), but I can’t help but wish that I could hear you sing to me, just me. 

I love you, Eddie Munson, and I dream of a day that we can be together. For now, I’ll have to do with the memories.

Forever loving you,

Y/N

-💌-

You looked at the letter with pure dread. Your hands went clammy and your throat went dry. You tried to compose yourself as you looked back at Eddie, trying to avoid eye contact.

“I’m gonna need this back,” you said, folding it up.

“No way,” Eddie said, grabbing your hand, making you gasp. “Please, I’m sorry, but no one’s ever written me something this nice before. Can I please keep it?”

“Um,” you hesitated.

“I won’t show a soul, I promise!” he said quickly. “I’ll keep it in a box in another box in my room or something, I’ll keep it private, always!”

“Well, fine,” you said quietly. “But no one else, okay?” you asked, finally looking into his eyes.

“Cross my heart,” he smirked, making the motions. “But I do wanna tell you, Y/N, in the gentlest way possible, I-I don’t feel the same,” he said sympathetically.

Great. You’ve just gone through the greatest embarrassment of your life, and it turns out, you spent an entire summer falling for a guy who never gave you a second look. You could’ve sworn he felt something back, but here he was, telling you that you don’t mean any more to him than one of his friends. Maybe even less. You felt overwhelmed with the rejection and suddenly got desperate and incredibly foolish. 

“It’s okay, I don’t feel that way anymore,” you said, trying to sound casual. 

“You don’t?” he asked gently.

“No, no, I don’t, so don’t worry at all!” you said, forcing a laugh. “Besides, I’ve got a boyfriend now.”

WHAT?!

“Wait, really?” Eddie asked, smiling. “That’s awesome, Y/N, who is it?”

Before you could stop yourself, you blurted out the first name that came to mind.

“Steve Harrington.”

-💌-

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[sonicblueartist]

Bloopers

So I decided to make a bloopers to celebrate 300 followers :)

I thought and was like why would I choose one fic to write bloopers about so I am gonna write all my Bullfrog and Rayman fic’s bloopers (But because there is a lot published I can’t do a lot for one fic)

Lemme write for Rayman first because he has less Qwq (I will leave a link to -nearly- every bloopers I’ll write so if you guys don’t remember/didn’t read yet you can go and see)

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64 @kalemwoof @oneofthesillies @sleepyscribe @lpsyumy-chan

Everyone is welcome in the tag list

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Stary Night

“You are over one hundred?”

“Cut! You didn’t sound too shocked let’s do it again!”

“Why didn’t you sound too shocked Y/N?”

“It’s not too surprising you old man.”

“Hey!”

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He quickly sit up with the most arrogant, playful grin you ever saw him wearing, “Ahhh, I know. I get it. It’s me isn’t it?”

You burst into laughing, “Holy shit, what? You?! No way!” You chocked between your laughing fit, hitting his side playfully.

“Shit!” He yelped, losing his balance and falling off of the tree. You freaked out, crawling to the edge, “Rayman!!?”

A painful muffled moan come from him, “..am fine….”

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On The Run

You two run for your dear little lives, meantime trying to escape the spears throwing at you two, only for you to lose your balance and face plan on the ground, a few spears falling on you causing you to grunt in pain. Everyone stopping their act and start to snicker. Rayman comes to your side laughing, “Run, Y/n! Run! They are coming to get our asses!"

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You scoffed turning to him, you can finally question him. But you halted seeing him strugle. "What are you doing?"

He turned to you, "Oh nothing it's just--" he pull out a rose under him and smirked, "This is for you."

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He was inviding your space, "Are we about to kiss?"

You smack him on the head, "Tell the lines right! We've been trying to take this scene for an hour!"

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"You okay?" Rayman glanced back.

You were struggling inside the cauldron, "Shit I am sorry, I can't feel the ground under my feet—" accidently pulling Rayman with you as you two were tied together. You both loose your balance falling together with the cauldron, "Fuck!"

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Fruits (suggestive warning)

"Well, yes, but it's mostly because... uh... fuck I forget my line." Rayman groaned

"Again? Really?"

"What?"

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The camera lands on the two kissing agressivly. The two soon loose balance and fall.

"What the--"

"We Are Practicing Kissing!!"

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"Should we measure our hands?"

"Why?... oh, fuck, wait!"

"You idiot. Tell your lines right for once!" You sobbed

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He dipped you down, "Oh god you are heavy." He wheezed out jokingly. "Slipping! We are falling!" He yelled teasingly.

"No,no,no,no,no,no! RAYMAN!"

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Hotel

Playing with his clothes as if they are suffocating him, "God, I don't like these clothes at all. They are so tight."

"Shut up and play along." You scoffed

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You were about to slap him to wake up. “WAKE UP BITCH” and you just did that

“AH! HEY! THAT FUCKING HURT—”

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You shake him outside of the plane, the cold didn’t seemed to faze him, “Fuck, He actually slept? Again?”

You glanced around and smirked mischievously, letting him go off of the plane. “Heh.”

You heard him groan in pain as he face planted on the cold concrete, “Fucking… traitor…”

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“Light! It’s been so long since I’ve heard from you— What are you both doing?” He paused walking over the view of the camera as he stared at you and Rayman’s dance

“JOIN THE CULT FROG—“

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It’s Bullfrog’s turn!

Rooftop Talks

You notice he pulled out a can of juice. He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

“Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go with a sigh. Bullfrog poked his tongue out trying to get the straw in his own mouth and sips on it with a happy hum.

Someone from the background snickered, “You know that you two technically kissed right?”

You flushed, “Shut the fuck up.”

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He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

"Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go coughing, "Ah fuck." You chocked loudly.

"Oh shit."

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Don’t Leave

You are carrying Bullfrog on your back as he wraps his arms around your shoulders tightly.

“Mm you are so warm.”

You wheezed, “bullfrog…can’t breath..”

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Bullfrog covered in fake blood, he dips his hands inside the pail full of them, and flap his hands around, “Blood. Bleh. Bleh. For you and for you, mes amis. Je vomis du sang.”

You wheezed on the hall.

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You accidentally hit his head on the door while carrying him inside. He hissed in pain and you panic.

“HOLY SHIT. I AM SO SORRY—“

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Hibernation

You two roll around on top of each other fighting. You were nearly able to escape and get up from the ground but he jumped on top of you like a basketball player with a huge snowball on his hands, hitting you right in the head. “REVENGEEEE” You both fell on the snow, he on top of you as he laughed. You screamed in fright as he held you hostage under the snow. “YOU WANTED NEIGE. THERE YOU HAVE IT—“

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Bullfrog seemed to choose to run away.

“FUCK—“ He slipped and fell on his butt.

“Holy shit.”

He laughed, “I am so sorry! One more time, s’il te plaît!”

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He grabbed your arm, “Let’s go!”

He pulled you causing you to lose your balance and drop your drink, he fell along with you “Shit.”

You two laughed.

“I am sorry!” He yelled, “We have to took this scene again!”

“Please, my arm gonna pull off—“ You choked out.

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“Hey, Bullfrog where are you going?”

He said his line and waited for you to shoot him with a snowball but he burst out laughing to see you miss him. Again.

You laughed falling on your knees, “NOO, THAT WAS MY LAST STRENGTH. WE ARE TRYING THIS FOR AN HOUR. WHY AM I MISSING YOU EVERYTIMEEEE!!!”

He fell on his side wheezing. “Want- want some break?” He choked out.

“Please.” You sobbed. “I can’t feel my feet and hands in this snow!”

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You read the script as it is written, “Dors avec moi. How am I pronouncing this?”

Bullfrog, “Okay say. Doğ-avek-moa”

“Dogh avek moaa- what?”

He snickered, “Haha okay— Repeat after me. Doğ-“

“Doghh?”

“Avek.”

“Aveyk?”

“Moa.”

“Mua?”

“Dors avec moi.”

“Ddohhhhh…. Can you repeat again? A bit more slow this time. Please….”

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Assurance

You glance up from the chair you are sitting in the balcony, to see a movement “FUCK!” You jump on your seat in fright to see Bullfrog, not expecting him.

He quickly apologized with a concern and amused face as you gripped your chest and took deep breaths.

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“We are going to watch the sun ri—?“ He paused with a buzzing nose. He pouted and shoo the fly away. “Tu dois être en train de me baiser en ce moment. Une mouche?” He grumbld to himself as you laugh.

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"You are so beautiful just by being you, and you are so fascinating just by being you. Among all the people I know, you easily stand out, with your stance, the way you speak, your thoughts and—“ You suddenly sneezed in the middle of his speech and then turn to him like nothing happened. You two stared.

Then laugh.

“Oh my god. I am so sorry” you wheezed out

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Enemies

He pinned you to the ground, you two both breathless. And then you couldn’t hold back your laugh, “I am so sorry.” He laughed along with you letting you go.

He sit next to you, “mon Dieu…”

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“Halt and raise your havavazghh FUCK!”

Bullfrog snorted at that.

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“Leave me alone, madame, Its- I’m no—“ He choked on his breath, “baise, water?—” He choked loudly.

“Shit! He is dying!!”

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“I always wanted to die as a hero.” The moment you two glance at each other’s eyes you burst out laughing.

He wheezed, “This is one of those moments! I have no clue why I am laughing!”

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You pressed him on the ground with a growl.

He bit his lip. “Wow” He didn’t even said anything and you start to laugh just by his expression.

“Fuck no.” You let him go as you two laughed.

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Drunk

“Shh you are so loud.” You pressed your finger over his lips, he couldn’t stop himself from coughing out a laugh. You both stood on the door snickering.

You wheezed, “I am so sorry. I can’t play like this.”

“Let’s do it again.”

“Ookay okay…”

You pressed your lips into a thin line trying to suppress yourself, though it didn’t work much as you both start to laugh again.

“FUCK”

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He tries to help you walk only for you to lean all your weight on him disturbing his balance, you both fall on the ground laughing.

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He sighed with your inaudible whining. He flushed even more with you leave little kisses over his face. Soon your lips find his, “Kiss me frog and turn me into a princess/prince.”

He wheezed out, “Isn’t that suppose to happen the other way?!”

“Will you turn into a prince if I do?”

“Wanna try me?”

“GIMME A SMOOCH”