#BUT NOO I HAVE TO SIT HERE AND I HAVE TO HEAR HIM GO 'TELL HIM' 'BREAK HIM' AND THEN RAMBLE ABOUT HOW WORTHLESS HIS LITTLE PUPPET IS

[strawberrynull]

──⯎ ˙🎀 ̟ calling them "pretty boy"

엔하이픈 | Enhypen | ot7

──Pairing: enha ot7 x afab!reader

──Genre: fluff (might make an nsfw ver if its requested)

──Synopsis: You call your boyfriend a new nickname to see their reaction

──A/N: I'M BACK!! AND I HAVE MANY STORIES TO POST

masterlist

"Hey, pretty boy!"

이희승 | Heeseung

"Hey, pretty girl." He called back, throwing you off and causing a faint blush to spread across your cheeks. Silence followed as the words got stuck in your throat. "What's wrong? Why are you not talking anymore?"

"It's nothing. Nevermind." You turned away and began to leave the room before Hee stopped you.

"No, no, go on. What did you come here to tell me." He smiled innocently, resting his chin on his palm.

You fiddled with your fingers, looking everywhere but at the boy in front of you. He was totally teasing you. "I told you it was nothing, Hee."

"Ohhhh you're saying that because I ruined your plans." He chucked, leaning back in his chair. "Start over. I won't mess up your script this time." He smiled, obviously trying to fluster you.

It was working.

박종성 | Jongseong

"Me?" He asks with uncertainty, furrowing his brows.

"Yeah, who else would I be talking about?" You tilted your head, chuckling slightly.

"Don't be silly." He scoffed, smiling to himself. It wasn't a happy kind of smile though.

"What do you mean!? I'm being so serious Jay!" You smack his shoulder lightly. "You're my pretty boy!"

"Alright." He laughs it off again.

"Stop laughing! I'm not joking!" You wrap your arms around his torso, hugging him tightly. "You're the one and only pretty boy, got it?"

"Okay, fine. Thank you baby." He gives you a genuine smile this time before kissing your forehead lightly.

심재윤 | Jaeyun

You call out to Jaeyun from the kitchen where you have a clear view of where he's seated in the livingroom. When he hears you call, his ears seem to perk up like a puppy.

"Huh? You mean me?" He asks genuinely, pointing to himself.

"Yes, silly." You giggle as if it were obvious you were talking about him.

"I'm pretty boy?" he asks again, unsure if you really mean it. Your heart throbs as he stares at you with wide eyes.

"Yes, Jae. Now come here. I need to show you something." You wave your hand, signaling for him to come to the kitchen. He happily obliges, getting up from the couch and nearly skipping toward you with his iconic grin.

Later, he would brag to the others that he was your "pretty boy."

박성훈 | Sunghoon

You call Hoon but receive no answer. His back is facing you as he sits on the couch, scrolling on his phone. You know he can hear you so you assume he's ignoring you.

"Ya! I'm talking to you, pretty boy."

"Well I'm not 'pretty boy.' I'm 'hot and handsome man.'" He says nonchalantly, not even bothering to turn toward you.

"Alright, don't stroke your own ego." You turn your back to him, ready to walk away.

"Hey! Fine! I'll be 'pretty boy'" he says, mumbling the last part.

You give a small 'yay' before running up to the couch and leaning over the back of the couch to kiss his forehead.

김선우 | Sunoo

"Yesss~? That's me!" Sunoo beamed, grinning brightly.

"Can my pretty boy get me my toner pads?" You call from your bathroom.

"Of course your pretty boy can." He immediately gets up to get your toner pads for you. Hr brings them to the bathroom where you are doing your skincare routine.

"Thank you, Noo. You're the best pretty boy ever." you smile, placing a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"I know! I'm the cutest!" He laughs, wrapping his arms around your waist. "Now, do you want your pretty boy to help you with your skincare?"

양정원 | Jungwon

"What?"

"You heard me." Jungwon just stares at you in shock at your sudden words. This was a new nickname to him. The tips of his ears had turned pink. "What's wrong, pretty boy?"

"Stop saying that." He grumbled, hiding his face in his hands.

"Stop saying what, pretty boy?" You giggled knowingly, a small smirk tugging at your lips. Suddenly, a pillow is being hurled straight at your head.

"Ya! I said stop calling me that! It's embarrassing" All you did was laugh at him.

니키 | Niki

Niki tilts his head in confusion, pointing to himself.

"Yes, you. You're pretty boy."

He scoffs, coming up to wrap an arm around your shoulders. "You're prettier, baby" You throw his arm off your shoulder and look at him with astonsihment.

"What!? No! You are!'

Niki laughs lightheartedly "That's impossible because you're the prettiest." He smirks victoriously.

"Fine, then you're ugly boy." You huff, folding your arms over your chest and turning away from him.

"You're uglier." Silence follows his remark. "I'm sorry, you're not ugly, you're so pretty, baby" He's quick to hug you from behind.

© strawberrynull, 2024. Do not copy my work. Please DM for permission before translating or reuploading. Thank You

[enhaeil]

UNDERNEATH THE TREE ! ✩ ₊˚ 엔하이픈

"i just wanna let him unwrap me like ooh

get on top of him by the fireplace ooh"

santa tell me (naughty ver) - ariana grande

christmas with enha ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

c/w: suggestive in heeseungs, hoons, and jungwons, otherwise fluff.

heeseung ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

you wait for your husband heeseung to return from work as you hang up some last minute xmas decorations. christmas was tomorrow, but you decided you wanted to get the party started tonight.

you stood in front of the tree in your skimpiest santa outfit and red heels to match as you wait for the doorknob to twist. after what feels like forever you finally hear some keys jingle.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS!!" you yell as he barely has one foot in the door.

his once tired face was now wide awake looking at the love of his life all pretty for him. "baby, what's all this?" he says, his bambi eyes lighting up at the sight.

"since you've worked hard all week, i wanted to celebrate early." you say innocently, although you looked far from it. "don't you like it?"

"like it? i'm gonna get you pregnant."

jay ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

you and jay decide to go out christmas eve night to celebrate the holidays. you guys spend the night downtown. he takes you to a fancy restaurant, a few stores and finally takes you to see the Christmas lights.

you guys both sit on a bench, snuggled against each other for warmth as y'all watch the the glowing lights.

"wow, jay. these are so beautiful." you say mesmerized.

"not as beautiful as you," he says with his usual smirk.

you hit him on the chest, bursting into laughter. 'thank you, jay, but that was so corny!" you giggle at him.

he pretends to be offended before laughing with you. "oh yeah? i can get cornier." he says, turning his whole body towards you and taking your hand in his.

"i have been in love with you since the day i met you. no matter how long we've been together, i could never get tired of seeing your face. hearing you laugh. even hearing you yell at me. these christmas lights are nowhere near enough to express my love for you." before you can get a word out, he's down on one knee.

"will you marry me?"

jake ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

you and jake decided to bake cookies for the holiday, prancing around the kitchen to the old christmas music and exchanging loving looks occasionally.

jake decides to come by and boop frosting onto your nose. two can play at that game. you then wipe frosting onto his cheek. frosting on the cheek turns into cookie dough in hair, cookie dough turns into sprinkles on the floor, and that all turns into a full-on food fight.

you guys finally stop, catching your breath as you take in the mess you've made. you take a few moments to look at each other in disbelief.

"race you to the shower?"

sunghoon ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

sunghoon has never been the most festive person, despite being called the "ice prince." however, he ended up dating a girl who gets down about holidays, especially christmas. you come out of the room with a reindeer antler headband on and your ugliest sweater.

"hoonie, why aren't you dressed for jakes party?" you say with a pout.

"i was just gonna stay here tonight, babe." he says casually.

"uh, no, you're gonna come to this party with me. you said you would!" you say walking up to him to grab his hand.

"y/n, i don't want to go, and that's final.

you roll your eyes stomp towards the door, grabbing your jacket. "fine. guess you won't be getting your gift tonight."

sunghoon's ears perk up. "gift?"

"oh, yeah. you didn't think i made a trip to Victoria's Secret for nothing, did you? but if you're not going—"

"i'll be ready in five."

sunoo ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

you came home to sunoo decorating the living room, humming to the christmas tunes playing.

you sneak up behind him for a back hug and kiss his shoulder. "it looks so pretty in here, noo!" you say rubbing his back.

"thank you, i tried my best! i even decorated our room. you should go look!!" he says, smiling back at you as he hangs his last ornament.

you nod and make your way upstairs, excited to see what your loving boyfriend did with the room.

you walk in and it almost looks like a winter wonderland. it was going to be hell to take down but you're greatful nonetheless.

you continue to walk around the room until you spot something in the corner of your eye.

"sunoo.." you call for him from upstairs.

"yes my love?"

"why is there a mistletoe above our bed ?"

jungwon ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

as jungwon kissed you goodbye before he left for practice, you got a brilliant idea. he always talks about how he "doesn't need any gifts because you're enough." so how about you put that theory to the test?

that evening, you open your closet to find the leftover wrapping paper you had and began to strip. you make a wrapping paper dress around yourself and even wrap yourself some heels, too.

you lay yourself underneath the tree and wait for him to return.

he finally comes home and immediately bursts into laughter. you give him a puzzled look before he finally catches his breath.

"b-baby" wheeze "what're you doing down there?"

you stand up, dusting yourself off. "i was trying to suprise you. i'm your present!" you say with a small pout. all he does is burst into another fit of giggles.

"jungwon!! your girlfriend is standing in the middle of the living room wearing nothing but wrapping paper, and all you can do is laugh?" you say getting annoyed.

he continues to laugh as he steps closer, holding your waist.

"just laughing, baby? i'm turned on."

niki ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

niki is mad as hell. why ? his lovely girlfriend made him wrap himself in wrapping paper and even added pretty 'princess' bows on him.

"y/n, can i take this off now?" he says with pleading eyes

"NO!" you tell at him as if a mom was scolding her child. "let me take some pictures first!"

he stomps the ground and rolls his eyes like a kid before he stares at the camera.

"smile like you love your life."

"baby i don't wanna do th-"

"SMILE!"

a/n: this is cute but its doodoo

[bsturnzmtts]

Friends? - Matt Sturniolo

Re uploaded because my account bsturnzmtt got deactivated :( Please follow and let me know if you want to be in my tag list !

(A/n: on my last account I posted this in two parts here it’s all in one part)

Paring: bsf!Matt x bsf! Reader

Contains/warnings: p in v, use of vibrator, oral, fingering, teasing, pet names

Summary: Your best friend Matt finds your vibrator...

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Your best friend Matt is staying over at your place for a sleepover, this is very common in your friendship. Another thing that’s common is flirting and teasing, but you two decided that it was platonic although sometimes it doesn’t look like it…

Right now you two are laying in your bed already in pjs exchanging weird questions and thoughts.

“Matt ass or tits?” You ask him as you laugh.

Laughs mischievously, turning to face you “Oh, real mature...” he smirks “Well, if we're playing that game...” Looks at you up and down briefly teasing you before continuing “I'd have to sayyyy tits”

You nod as you hear his answer. “Hm yeah, I had a feeling” you say as you chuckle.

Giggles mischievously “Oh really?...” He leans in a bit closer, the room dimly lit “So you think about my preferences like that, huh?”

You roll your eyes “Ughh nope, never said that”

“Mhm...” He pokes your side playfully “Liar...” His grin widens, teeth glinting in the low light. “But for real, if we're asking personal questions...” He pauses, tilts his head slightly. “What's your biggest turn-on?”

You laugh at his question. “Yeah I’m not answering that” you sit up on the bed. “I’m going to the bathroom” you say before getting up and going to the bathroom.

Matt only smirks as you exit the room because it means he has time to snoop around your stuff.

As soon as you leave the room, Matt's curiosity gets the better of him. He quietly gets out of bed and starts searching your room. He opens your drawers, at the third drawer his eyes immediately land on a medium sized box. His eyes glint with curiosity and he decides to open it… As he opens it the box reveals a very intimate object, a vibrator.

Matt's eyebrows shoot up in surprise as he sees the vibrator. A mischievous grin spreads across his face. He picks it up, examining it with a playful smirk. Then he decides to tease you about it but not yet, so he puts it in his pocket for now.

You exit the bathroom and go back to your bed, sitting and resting your back in the headboard.

Matt jumps back into bed, acting nonchalant. He grins mischievously at you. "Took you long enough, I was getting bored without you."

“Yeah yeah, I know you can’t live without me” you answer.

He leans against the headboard next to you, mirroring your posture. "Well, not completely untrue..." He drags out the last word, then playfully nudges your shoulder with his. "So... Where were we before you so rudely left me?"

“Hmmmm” you pretend to think “I don’t remember”

He chuckles and shakes his head, reaching out to gently tug on your hair. "Liar," he says softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "You know exactly what we were talking about before you left." He pauses, his gaze lingering on yours. "The biggest turn-on question, remember?"

“Ohhh yeah now I remember, and I also remember telling you that I’m not answering that” you respond.

Matt laughs, leaning in closer. "Come on, it's just me." He playfully nudges your arm. "I promise I won't judge... Unless it's something really weird, like feet or something."

“Ewww noo, I don’t even know my answer”

He raises an eyebrow skeptically. "Oh really? You mean to tell me the great Y/n doesn't know what gets her all hot and bothered?" He smirks, his voice lowering teasingly. "I find that hard to believe."

“Why’d you wanna know so bad anyways?” You ask raising your eyebrows teasingly.

Matt's grin widens, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, you know... Just trying to learn more about my favorite person." He reaches out to boop your nose playfully. "Plus, it's fun to get under your skin a little." He winks.

“Well next question, cause I’m not answering that one”

He chuckles, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright, I get it. You're a closed book." He leans back, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm”

“Wait why don’t you answer your own question”

Matt's eyes light up with a playful challenge. "Oh ho! Trying to turn the tables on me, are you?" He grins, considering for a moment. "But that’s not how it works, I’ll only answer if you answer"

“Yeah, cause yours is probably some weird shit” You laugh and nudge him.

Matt laughs, feigning offense. "Hey, hey! I'll have you know my turn-ons are perfectly normal!" He smirks, his gaze flicking down to your lips briefly. "Mostly..." His eyes glint mischievously as he looks back up at you.

You turn your head to face him, your faces are now close. “uh huh… sure they are” you smirk.

Matt's smirk grows wider, his face inches from yours. He reaches out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingertips grazing your skin. "Let's just say I have a thing for smart mouths and stubborn personalities," he murmurs, his breath whispering against your lips.

Your faces are now really close and the tension is definitely there. “Yeah?” You ask teasingly.

Matt's eyes lock onto yours, his gaze intense. He leans in closer, his lips almost touching yours. "Yeah," he breathes, his voice low and husky. Just as he's about to kiss you, he pauses, a playful glint in his eye.

Your eyes roam down to his lips before facing away.

Matt chuckles softly, noticing your gaze. "Tease," he murmurs, but there's no real annoyance in his tone. He then reaches into his pocket pulling out the vibrator, dangling it in front of you teasingly. He chuckles mischievously. “I must admit, I’m quite curious how you use this…”

Your eyes turn to look at him and they immediately widen in shock seeing the object in Matts hands.

Matt grins wickedly, clearly enjoying your shocked expression. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" He dangles the vibrator playfully, his eyes never leaving yours. "I found this in your nightstand earlier. Quite the interesting discovery, wouldn't you say?"

“Ugh how did you find that? Put it back” you as you try to reach for it.

Matt holds it out of reach, laughing at your futile attempt. "Ah, ah, ah," he teases, holding the vibrator just out of your grasp. "You're going to have to do better than that." His gaze drops to your chest, appreciatively.

“Maaaatt come on” you try harder to reach it.

Matt takes a step back, easily keeping the toy out of reach. "Not until you answer my question," he says, grinning mischievously. "I mean, I'm curious. How do you like to use it? Slow and gentle, or hard and fast?"

“Ugh” you lean back giving up. “I-… I haven’t used it, it’s new”

Matt's grin widens, clearly pleased with himself for getting you to admit it. "New, huh?" He pockets the vibrator, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Well, since it's new, I think it's only fair that I show you how to use it properly."

“Ha ha funny” you roll your eyes at his words “now give it back”

Matt ignores your demand, instead wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close. "Oh, I am dead serious," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "In fact, I think we should try it out right now." His hand slowly slides down your side, his touch gentle.

“Matt-“ you try your say something be he doesn’t let you.

“Shhhhh” He leans in, pressing soft kisses along your neck and collarbone. His hands explore your body slowly, learning every curve.

His touch is gentle yet firm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. His hands gradually move towards the bottom of your shirt slowly, playing with the hem of your shirt. His kisses trailing downwards. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with desire. "Tell me to stop if you want me to," he whispers, his voice hoarse.

You could feel your body heating up in desire. “Don’t stop” you shyly respond with a whisper.

Matt smiles against your skin, his hands slipping under your shirt and caressing your bare stomach. He continues his explorations, his hands gliding up your sides and cupping your breasts through your bra. He looks up at you, seeking approval, his fingers tracing the lace edge of your bra. You give him a small nod of approval.

Matt takes that as permission, unhooking your bra with expert fingers. He slides the straps down your shoulders, his touch reverent as he bares you to him. He leans down, capturing one hard peak in his mouth. He sucks gently, his tongue swirling around the bud.

You bite and close your eyes as you feel his tongue flicking the sensitive bud. “Mmhh”.

Matt hums against your skin, the vibrations adding to the sensation. He switches to the other breast, giving it the same attention. His hands continue to explore, caressing down your sides and slipping into the waistband of your silk pijama shorts. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with desire. Your eyes full of lust and desire meets his.

Matt's hands slide further into your shorts, his fingers brushing against your warm core. He looks at you, seeking permission, which you approve, his fingers gently parting your folds. He bites his lip as he feels how wet you are, his thumb rubbing gentle circles against your clit. "So wet for me already,"

You let out small whimpers as you feel his fingers.

Matt grins wickedly, his fingers slipping inside of you. "Let's see how you take this shall we?" He pulls his hand out from your shorts and takes them off along with you panties leaving you exposed. Then he retrieves the vibrator from his pocket. He turns it on, the hum of the toy filling the room.

He runs the vibrator along your inner thighs, the cool surface sending shivers down your spine. He presses it against your clit, the vibrations making you jerk in surprise. "Oh fuck, look at you," he whispers, his eyes glued to the toy as it buzzes against your sensitive nub.

You whimper and moan as your body squirm. “Mmh fuck Matt”

Matt smirks at your reaction, pressing the vibrator harder against you. His other hand slides down, two fingers slipping inside your tight heat. "That's it baby, let me hear you," he growls, his fingers pumping in and out of you.

“Oh fuck” you moan loudly as you feel his fingers stretching you out.

Matt's fingers curl up, finding that sweet spot inside of you. He presses the vibrator harder against you, increasing the speed. His eyes flick up to your face, taking in your flushed cheeks and dilated pupils. "Look at you, taking it so well,"

“Mh Matt I’m so close” you whine and whimper pathetically.

Matt's grin widens, his fingers and the vibrator working in perfect harmony. "Come on baby, let it happen," he encourages, his voice low and husky. He adds a third finger, scissoring them inside of you as he increases the speed of the vibrator.

“Fuck Matt” you moan as you cum.

Matt holds you steady as your orgasm rips through you, the vibrator still buzzing against your clit. He keeps his fingers pumping inside of you, milking out every last drop of your climax. As you slowly come down, he turns off the vibrator and gently pulls his fingers out of your trembling pussy.

He leans up and captures your mouth in a searing kiss. "You're so responsive," he whispers against your lips, nuzzling your neck. "I'm not done with you yet." He starts unbuckling his belt, his eyes filled with determination. "I need to be inside you."

Matt finishes unbuckling his belt and unbuttons his pants, shoving them down along with his boxers. He steps out of them, standing naked before you. His hard length juts out, curving slightly upwards. He steps back between your spread thighs, wrapping his hands around your hips.

Your eyes widen at his length. “Fuck Matt… I don’t think it’s going to fit”

Matt chuckles, positioning himself at your entrance. "Oh, it'll fit. I'll make sure of that." He rubs the tip of his cock up and down your slit, coating himself in your wetness.

He slowly pushes into you, his hands gripping your hips. He looks into your eyes, his own filled with concentration. "You're so tight," he grinds out, inching deeper and deeper. He pauses halfway, letting you adjust to his size. "Okay?" he asks, his voice strained.

“Mmh mhm hurts a bit, but it’s okay” you reassure him.

Matt nods, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. He starts to move, slowly at first. He pulls out almost all the way before sliding back in, stretching you deliciously. His hips set a steady rhythm, each thrust pushing him deeper.

Then quickly the pain turned into pure pleasure. “Mmh fuck Matt”.

Matt's pace quickens as he feels your body relax around him. He hooks your legs over his shoulders, allowing him to go even deeper. The new angle has him hitting your g-spot with each thrust. "Fuck, you feel amazing," he groans, his hips snapping against yours.

“Ohhh god Matt” you keep moaning and whimpering.

Matt leans down, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue delves into your mouth, tangling with yours. He swallows your moans as he continues his relentless pace. His free hand slides between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing it in tight circles.

Your back arches in pleasure “mmh I’m close”

Matt breaks the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Come on, baby," he urges, his fingers rubbing your clit furiously. "Cum all over my cock." He thrusts deep one last time, grinding against your g-spot as he hits your sweet spot.

“Fuuuuccckk” you moan loudly as you cum and your body shudders.

Matt lets out a low groan, feeling your walls spasm around him. He grinds against you, drawing out your release. He can feel his own release building, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With one final, deep thrust, Matt buries himself inside you and explodes, his hot seed filling your pussy. He collapses on top of you, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he stays buried inside you. "Fuck,"

Matt nuzzles into your neck, pressing soft kisses to your sweat-slicked skin. "You okay?" he murmurs, his voice low and slightly hoarse. He slowly pulls out of you, his softened cock slipping free.

Your still breathless but you still give him a reassuring nod. “Mhm”

Matt rolls to the side, pulling you into his arms. He brushes a strand of hair from your face, his fingers trailing down your cheek. "That was incredible," he says with a satisfied grin. He leans in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss.

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[peaktora]

𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄-𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔˚◞♡ ⃗ satoru gojo

𝜗𝜚₊˚ MOVIE DESCRIPTION┊ everyone acts differently after getting their wisdom tooth taken out. for satoru? he gets clingier than usual, who knew that was possible?

CONTENT ┊ 0.6k words. tooth rotting fluff (get it? because like… he’s getting his tooth taken out? stop? okay 💔). bc of the word count, this is really a “thought” post, but i wanted u all to see the pun i made in the title.

AUTHORS NOTE ┊dedicated to my satoru lovers, haven’t fed you all any new content in a while (pt. 2 of the ex!bf series is coming soon!!)

“baby! ’s bad…it’s real bad…y’know—i think they hit an artery!” satoru yells.

at the sound of footsteps echoing down the hall, you whip your head at the. the sound of the steps are quick, careless, and unmistakably his—telling you everything you need to know: he’s coming straight to you.

you don’t even wait for him to burst into your shared bedroom. you quickly place your book down on the nightstand, careful not to lose your page, and tug the blanket up and over your head.

“baby,” he whines from the doorway.

in response, you bury yourself deeper into the bed.

he huffs, “y’r boyfriend is bleedin’ out and you don’t even care to help.”

you slowly lift the edge of the blanket—just enough to peek at him. he’s clinging to the doorknob as if it’s the only thing keeping him upright, knuckles pale from the grip. his cheeks are puffed out and a thin red trail glares at you from the corner of his lip.

“you’re not bleeding out,” you tell him. “you’re drooling on yourself.”

he wipes the drool away with his sleeve. “it’s blood drool,” he whimpers, stumbling forward and collapsing face-first into your shoulder.

“satoru—ow!” you groan, shoving at his body. 

he flops over to the other side of the bed with what you assume is his hundredth whine of the day. 

he sighs, “…i think they stole my soul.”

you sit up. wincing, you rub your shoulder, “you got one tooth pulled out, not your soul exorcised.”

“same thing! i feel empty…my tooth had mem’ries…what if—what if it was the smart one?” he slurs, clutching his cheeks.

“that’s…well that’s not really how wisdom teeth wor—“

“…i think i’m ’boutta bleed out…can’t feel m’tongue…think they took it—did they… did they take it?” with wide eyes, he leans in close to you, sticking out his tongue as far as it’ll go. 

you roll your eyes and gently push him back down into the mattress. “yes, your tongue is still there, weirdo. man, talk about a drama king—“

“hate this…can’t even kiss you…s’like—the only thing keepin’ me alive righ’ now.”

you snort, “you’ll survive a few hours without kissing me.”

“noo…i’ll—i’ll wither…i need cuddles… right now… ’s an emergency…emergencies mean you have to lay with me…” he mumbles, dragging out the words as he reaches for you with limp, needy arms.

“oh, you’re just gettin’ drool everywhere, huh? don’t even care…” you tease as you roll over and sprawl on top of him. it takes you a minute—some shifting, a little adjusting here and there to find a spot that’s both comfortable and (safely) out of satoru’s splash zone of drool. but eventually, you settle with a satisfied sigh.

after a while, the room gets dark and quiet. you’re almost sure he’s drifted off—that is until he stirs and you hear him mumble from beneath you, “promish… you won’t leave me f’r someone with… all their teeth…”

you don’t have to at him to know he has a pout, you can hear it in his voice. 

“what do yo—“

“promise?” he interrupts. 

he can’t see the smile you give him, so you pull him even closer, tucking yourself into his neck instead. that way, maybe he can feel it. “pinky promise,” you whisper, reaching out a hand to find his. when you do find his hand, you hook your pinky around his. 

“you’re still the hottest guy in the world—even with your bloody drool, chipmunk cheeks and gauze hanging outta your mouth,” you reassure, brushing your nose against his cheek.

he lets out a muffled gasp, “you do love me… i knew it…”

“mhm, ‘course i love you. now go to sleep drooly. when you wake up you’re gonna drink lots of water and take your meds.”

“i like you takin’ care’a me… i’d let ’em pull out all m’teeth if it means you gotta take care’a me like this…”

“you’re delirious.”

“you lov’ me anyway,” he yawns, grinning lazily as he melts into your arms. 

[borathae]

↳ Index [Snippet #51 - Sad Boy]

"When Jungkook comes home sad from work and you cheer him up."

Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life

Warnings: mention of losing one's partner to death, Koo is a sad boi after work, but she cheers him up, he is a little shit and she is just as much of a little shit, hehe they're annoying <3, and sooooooo in loveeee!!!, casual non-sexual nudity, backhugs with non-sexual fondling of the teeds, he is just the cutest <3

Wordcount: 1.8k

a/n: i was struck by the random thought that ogc!koo would most definitely cry to his wifey if one of his customers had a tattoo wish with a sad backstory, so this snippet was born hihi he is actually the patootiestest <3 i luv him <3

You didn’t have work today and therefore made dinner. Jungkook should be home any second now and you are really excited for it. You made some of his favourite tonight because you wanted to make him happy. Not that there is a day where you don’t want to see him happy, but you felt like surprising him tonight.

Bam has been in the kitchen with you when his ears suddenly perk up. He lifts his head and sniffles, then suddenly stands up from where he was resting to run away. You know exactly what this means. Jungkook is home. 

Feeling like greeting him by the door tonight, you follow Bam. 

You find him and Jungkook in the hallway. The latter is kneeling, hugging Bam as tightly as possible. 

“Hey there, my sweetheart”, you greet him. 

Jungkook lifts his head, giving view to his teary eyes. 

“Did you cry? What happened?” you gasp, instantly jumping into worried mode. “Kookie baby, what happened?”

Jungkook stands up and closes the distance, “I had a really sad day”, he says, hugging you tightly. He lets out small sound, melting into you.

“No, I’m sorry to hear this. Did something happen that made you sad?” you ask him, holding him and rubbing the back of his head.

“Yes”,  he squeaks out, having to sob. 

“Noo Googie, I’m here. Let it all out.”

“___ you, you can’t ever die. You have to promise me to, to never die.” 

“I mean that’s a rather ambitious wish. Why are you asking me that all of a sudden?” 

Jungkook coughs out a sob, making a sad sound.

“Let’s sit down first, okay?” 

“Yes, okay”, he whimpers.

You guide him to the living room, sitting down next to him and holding his hands. The walk from the front door to the sofa gave him enough strength to finally tell you what made him so incredibly sad today. He does so with his head lowered and his sweaty hands clasping yours as if he needed your touch to survive.

“I had a customer today and, and he wanted a tattoo and it was”, his voice quivers in tears, “it was his wife’s star sign and then I started and he cried and told me that his wife died a week ago and that he wants to keep her with him always. It was so sad”, he whimpers, “he cried through the entire session and I cried with him and it made me so sad and made me think of how it would be lose you and, and you can’t die, ___ please you have to let me go first, I can’t go through losing you.”

“Oh Kookie, you sweetest person you”, you breathe, scooting closer to drape your arm over him, “this must have been such an emotional moment. I’m sorry that you had to go through this.” 

“It was so sad. I had to, to take breaks because I kept crying so much”, he drops his head on your shoulder, “my head hurts so bad and I have ringing in my ears. I’m sad, please can you promise me not to die before me?” 

“So I should deal with you losing you?”, you ask in a chuckle. 

“Yes.”

You laugh. He laughs with you, but sniffles vividly.

“You’re a doofus.”

“A really sad doofus.” 

You snicker, kissing his forehead.

“Mhm, I promise you that I won’t leave you for a long time. I don’t wanna think about this day for too long because it’ll make me sad too, but I promise you it’s still going to be a long time till it happens.”

“I promise you too. And I love you so much. You’re my soulmate and my best friend and my life partner. Everything I do, I do for you.” He lifts his head, cradling your cheeks. His eyes, although teary, are filled with love. “Life for me began when I met you. I knew from the very first moment I saw you in Seokjin’s diner that I loved you. And ever since that moment, everything I did was for you. I love you, ___, I always have.” 

“Oh god Googie, I love you too.” You cup his cheeks. “My soulmate, my best friend and my parter for life.”

Jungkook smiles, leaning into your touch.

“Also my cute, sappy doofus.”

He giggles, agreeing with a nod.

“If I didn’t tell you how I felt tonight, I would have imploded. Witnessing my customer grieve so deeply really hurt me. I felt his pain as if it was mine.”

“Of course you did. You have such an empathetic, loving soul. I’m sure that he felt deeply comforted to be understood this way. I’m sorry that it made you feel so sad though.”

“Thank you”, he mumbles and sniffles, “I feel better already. Talking about it really helped. Thank you for listening. I love you  so much.”

“I love you too and I’m always happy to listen. We’re a team, we go through everything together.” 

He nods his head, eyes softening. 

“Maybe we could die together. When we're old like in- Oh no I’m crying again - like in The Notebook. ___, I’m so sad”, he wails, throwing his head back dramatically. 

“Gosh you, come here”, you chuckle fondly, hugging him again. 

“They were so in love and went together. I can’t do this today.”

“Gosh you, it’s okay. I’m right here.” 

“I can’t do this, please just melt into me.”

“I’m trying, I really am”, you tease, ruffling his hair. “You know I love you, don’t you?”

“I love you too, so much.”

“And I made Tangsuyuk tonight with lots of different sides.” 

“Wow, Tangsuyuk”, Jungkook whispers, forgetting all about crying at the mention of his favourite dish. “My favourite. Thank you so much.”

“Of course, everything for you my darling.” 

He lifts his head, letting you wipe his tears and snot.

“No, don’t. It’s yucky.”

“It is. So yucky”, you agree and scrunch your nose, “you snotty baby you.” 

A shy smile washes over his face. It morphs into a shocked gasp when seconds later you wipe his snot into his shirt.

“Did you just wipe my snot on my shirt?”

“Mhm I did”, you grin, standing up to run away from him, “what are you gonna do about it?”

Jungkook feels his heart flutter. When you are being playful like this, he forgets all about his sadness. He jumps to his feet, chasing you all the way to the kitchen.

“Come here you”, he calls after you.

You squeak and increase your steps, making him laugh and do the same.

He catches up with you, swooping you off your feet. You squeal and cackle, throwing your head back in joy as he twirls with you. 

After the twirling he has the audacity to wipe his nose into your shirt, snickering boyishly at the yelp of complaint you let out. 

He sets you down, laughing giddily when you push him away gently.

“That was so much. Why did you have to do that? Eww I can literally see the slime stick to the fabric.” 

Jungkook laughs, throwing his head back and rubbing your waist. 

“Tch, you’re rancid”, you say, swiping his hands away. You pull your shirt over your head.

“Baby wow”, he gasps, eyes instantly landing on your bared chest. “No bra?” 

“We’ve been living together for how many years and you still get surprised that I don’t wear that shit at home?” you ask him, leaving the kitchen. 

Jungkook follows you. You take the stairs down to the cellar where you have your laundry room. It is a very beautiful and homely cellar and feels more like an underground living area than an actual cellar. 

“Your boobs never lose their power. Obviously I’ll keep being surprised by them”, Jungkook says.

You scoff in amusement, wiping some disinfectant on the fabric. Jungkook is going to do laundry tomorrow either way, but you just want to get rid of the worst. 

Suddenly you have two hands on your breasts and two arms around you, a naked chest against your naked back and lips on your shoulder. 

“What are you doing?” you ask him in a chuckle, leaning into his embrace. 

“Just making sure that you’re real”, Jungkook whispers, guiding his kisses up to your neck and ear. 

“And you had to take your shirt off for that?” 

“It was dirty too”, Jungkook says and takes your earlobe between his teeth to tug on it gently, giving your breasts a playful squeeze at the same time. 

You shiver and laugh at the same time, placing your hands over his’. 

“For someone who had a sad day, you’re being very touchy right now.” 

“I’m not trying anything just…” he sighs against your neck, wrapping his arms around you as tightly as possible, “...I get happy when you laugh. And if my goofiness makes you laugh, I keep doing it.”

“It does. You do. You make me laugh a lot”, you say, having to laugh a second later when he blows raspberries on your neck. “Not like this! I hate this, it tickles”, you squeal in giggles, fleeing him as he goes in for a second attack. “Jeon Jungkook, keep doing this and I’ll die right now out of spite.” 

“No, you won’t. I won’t let you”, he says, picks you up and sits you down on the laundry machine. He is between your legs, hands on your waist and lips claiming yours in a kiss. 

You smile and hum, tangling your fingers in his hair. He smiles as well, tugging on your lower lip before putting distance between your faces.

You cradle his cheeks, rubbing them softly. He leans into your touch, rubbing your waist. His eyes are spilling over with love and as he speaks, he does so in a soft voice.

“I just love being alive with you”, he says. He caresses your waist, your hips, your stomach and chest before landing on your face. “I love the way your skin feels, warm and soft. I love the way your hair falls, so beautiful and perfect. I love the way your eyes are so full of life and beauty and love how soft your lips are. You’re perfect and I love you.”

You smile, kissing his thumb as he guides it over your lips.

“I love you too, Kookie.”

“No but, I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Jungkook lowers his eyes shyly, “I’m sorry, it’s getting too much, right?”

You tilt his head back up, mirroring his adoring gaze, “this could never get too much, my sweetie.”

He smiles giddily.

“Although I do fear that dinner might be getting cold if we keep being so sappy.”

“Oh dinner! I totally forgot. Wow baby, I’m so happy to be home”, he says, widening his eyes dramatically and rubbing his own tummy, “I’m so ready to eat, wah baby seriously.”

You snicker, “me too, baby.” You jump off the washing machine and take his hand. “First I wanna put on a shirt though. I’m not down to get sweet and spicy sauce on my titties.”

“Why not? You have me. I can clean everything you get on your boobs. I promise, I’m an expert.”

“You’re a dork, that’s what you are”, you say in a chuckle and a fond roll of your eyes.

[sturniolo04]

hi!! could you make a fic where(no Y/N) and chris has a chronic migraines and nick and matt can only film on his good days and in the middle of a car video he starts having one, then he goes and lays down in his bed, and baths/hot showers calm him down so matt starts a shower for him, maybe some other stuff you can add?

bf!chris x gf!reader

A/n:  ofc! I absolutely love these requests I have coming in, you guys are amazing!! I did add a girlfriend aspect momentarily I hope you love it! And remember to leave requests in my inbox! If you don’t like the pre added name in my works you can simply put in your own or don’t read it, it up to you :)-Charli

dividers: @issysh3ll

it wasnt unusual that Chris would randomly get migraines daily. it had become almost apart of a daily routine at this point and you could always tell when they were beginning to kick in. There was never specific time everyday to expect it, it could be in the morning as soon as he wakes up or even late at night when his is trying to sleep from a long exhausting day.

Nick and Matt knew this was always the case for their brother and that there were very select things they could and couldn't do when he was having one of his migraines. Nevertheless, they always tried to make him comfortable and help him through it when he was in those moments.

So when chris finally started dating Ayla, he didn't really disclose that this was chronic issue and simple labeled it as a headache so she wouldn't be too concerned or worried. she genuinely had no clue how bad they could get because he didn't want her to know how bad they were.

And Today was one of those days were they were extremely bad.

"you okay dude"

matt questions his younger brother as he grew silent in the middle of attempting to film a ar video on a random Wednesday afternoon. Chris simply nodded his head In reply it hurt to much to talk.

"you sure we can stop filming for a little if it bothering you too bad"

nick states placing a loving hand on his shoulder from his designated seat in the back of the car. chris shook his 'no' saying they couldn't finish this video so nick had enough time to edit it before friday.

His head was pounding to the point he could hear it in his ears everything genuinely hurt to the point he completely disassociated from the video and conversation itself. Chris shift his head into the palm of his hand leaning against the car window which caused matt and nick to stop mid conversation noticing the simple actions.

"its starting to really hurt isnt it chris be honest"

matt softly speaks out as chris simple nodded his head 'yes.

"lets stop filming then so you can take a nap or something yeah"

nick states as matt grabs the camera shutting it off.

Chris had finally made it to his room after taking a warm shower that matt made him take to see if that helped. Chris almost couldn't even pull himself to do anything else but put on a fresh love hoodie and pajama pants and climb into bed.

"hey bud here is some water can you drink some to see if that helps a little"

nick states coming into the pitch black room sitting on the bed next to chris' body covered with his covers.

"thanks"

chris groans out softly sitting up and taking a small sip from the glass and setting it back down.

"how is it feeling"

nick geuinely question hoping for a positive answer.

"not good at all i feel heavy everywhere"

chris slowly trails off as nick begins to comfortingly rub his back as he lays back down on the bed.

"and on top of that i feel like I'm going to vomit"

chris states honestly. Nick growing a little more concerned. Chris' migraines were bad but never reach the point of the potential felling of vomiting. ever

"im sorry chriss"

nick pouts out to his younger brother

"matt i dont know its bad"

nick states to him after leaving chris' room and making his way to the front room where he was.

"noo"

matt gasps concerned.

"yeah like he says that he is feeling the intense vomiting feel at this point and that as never happened"

nick huffs out sitting down next to him.

"never well do you think we need to get some medicine or something I dont know"

matt suggests begining to look up the best type for migraines specifically.

"maybe do you think we should call ayla maybe I mean she knows about this right"

nick suggests not sure what else could help.

"i mean she knows but i dont think she knows how bad they get for real because chris didn't want her to know"

matt states finding her contact in his phone.

"lets at least call her and maybe she can pick up some advil or something'

nick sighs out as matt dials her number.

"hello matt"

ayla's voice finally cuts through once she answered.

"hey ayla um nick is here too"

matt states as nick state a soft 'hello'

"okay hey nick whats up"

she begins.

"okay so you know how chris gets 'headaches' randomly"

nick states specifically using that word because that's what chris told her.

"oh no is he having one right now"

she quickly exclaims.

"well yeah he is but its really really bad the thing is though this is normal for him he doesn't just get headaches they are legit chronic migraines"

matt trails off as she grows silent on the other ened

"i didnt know that why wouldnt he tell me"

she asks kind of hurt by this big secret.

"i think he didnt want you to worry about him"

nick huffs out.

"just come over i think he might need you and if you can pick up some advil it might help too"

matt sighs as she lets a quick 'see you soon' before hanging up.

immediately after hanging up matt and nick hear what sounded like a door closing causing them to get up and check on chris becoming concerned.

'hey you okay chris"

matt asked through the closed bathroom door that he and nick were standing in front of. Instead of getting a verbal reply they simply hearing the audible sound of vomit spilling into the toilet.

"oh no he's throwing up"

nick quietly gasps to matt covering his mouth.

"hi"

ayla greets being met with matt and nicks face. She hugged them both.

"i broght advil and some pepsi for later"

she continues slightly chuckling.

"okay good you can actually go up now if you want he ended up throwing up for few minutes just before you got here so"

nick sighs out.

"oh no thats not good"

she states pouting slightly.

"yeah let us know if you or he needs anything"

matt states before she made her way up to his room.

Her heart broke at the sight of her boyfriend hiding under the covers in attempt to escape any sliver of light. Ayla carefully made her way over to the bed to sit next to his laying figure.

"chris"

she quietly whispers award his covered back a couple of loving rubs to slowly get his attention. Chris slowly shifted the covers off of his face, it softening when he is finally met with her loving face.

"hi"

ayla coos as he cracks a soft smile completely grateful she showed up knowing matt and nick probably called her. Chris without saying anything lifted the covers up for her to climb into bed with him, her immediately accepting.

"im so glad youre here it has been a really bad day today"

chris mumble nuzzling his face in her neck bringing her closer to his body in the process.

"im sorry i brought your favorite though-- advil and Pepsi"

she lightly and quietly chuckles.

"my absolute favorite"

chris huffs jokingly tightening his grip on her.

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Jack Harlow x Reader : THAT’S DADDY

“Okay Mia.” You start, sitting back trying to get comfortable. “I’m going to show you a picture and you tell me who they are. You’ve met them all before so this will be easy.”

Mia nods, “Ohh okay, is this like that tiktok video my cousin did?”

“Yehp.” You smile and set up the phone to record her and then grab your iPad to show her pictures.

“Let’s start easy.” You say smiling. “Who’s this?”

Mia rolls her little eyes, “That’s daddy.”

Jack then throws a gaze at you two from his spot across the room. “Well don’t sound too excited there bug.”

Mia chuckles, “Sorry.”

You start showing her different pictures, to which she would get some correct and some wrong.

“Ohhh, who’s this?” You show her the screen and smile at her reaction.

“That’s my boyfriend.” She shrugs.

You gasp, “Mia, stop calling Tom Holland your boyfriend.”

She shrugs, “Z let’s me call him that.”

Jack is shaking his head, “You need to have crushes on boys your own age, actually never mind.”

Mia leans her head on your shoulder, waiting for the next set of pictures.

“That’s Nino Urby.” She laughs. “He looks silly with that hat.”

“Alright who’s this?”

Mia gasps, “Daddy.”

You shake your head and show her more pictures.

“Daddy again.”

“Mia.” You start laughing. “Alright these last two.”

Mia takes in a deep breath in admiration and awe. “My daddy.”

“Wow.” Jack says, “Are you showing her different pictures of me throughout the years or what?”

You snort and shake your head. “Nope.”

He raises his eyebrows and starts heading to where you and Mia are seated. “Then what pictures did you show her?”

“You really want to know?” You ask him.

Mia gasps and takes the iPad away from you. “NOO HE CAN’T.” And she runs away.

“Uh-what is going on?”

You shrug, “You’ll see when I post the video.”

*************

After dinner, you had posted the video but didn’t mention it to Jack.

You were doing your final rounds around the house, cleaning up when Jack storms inside your shared bedroom.

He shows you his phone “SHE CALLED MICHAEL B JORDAN, PESO PLUMA AND MC STEAMY DADDY?!!!!”

You laugh, “That’s all her.”

“Nooo, that’s definitely you. Are you lying to my child?” He asks grumpy.

“Babe, it’s just her messing with you.”

He raises his eyebrows “So she doesn’t hear you say anything while you’re watching your hospital show?”

You shrug and look behind him at the little trouble maker. “Mia, get your butt over here and tell daddy you were playing.”

Mia crossed her arms, “Bout’ what?” She looks at Jack’s phone in his hands. “Oh about all my different daddys?”

Jack groans “BABE.”

You laugh, “okay, okay, I see where that could be an issue.”

Mia laughs, “I’m just playing.” She goes and hugs her dads legs. “You get jelly fast.”

Jack picks her up and bops her nose. “You raise my blood pressure at just 8 years old, imagine when you’re a teen.”

Mia smiles, “You love me though.”

“That I do my baby, that I do.” Jack gives her a kiss on the cheek and they make their way to your bed.

“So are we watching my husband? Or my other husband? I have options.” You say, following after them.

Jack glares at you, but Mia shakes her head. “How bout we watch daddy’s other wife?”

You gasp, “Oh she did not.”

Jack smirks, “That’s my daughter.” As he high fives her and looks for something to watch.

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Maxley Oneshot

(I wrote this awhile ago)

Bradleys POV

I layed down in bed, coughing my guts out. My head hurt and I couldn't think straight. I was completely fine yesterday but now it feels like I'm being tortured! And the worst part is I had a date with Max and now I have to cancel. This is one of the only times we're free and I'm just fucking it up! I groaned out loud, picked up my phone and dialed Max. I need to tell him to cancel. He picks up the phone “Hey Brad!”

Shit he sounded so happy to hear me. “Hey, Max, something came up.” I sneezed into the receiver and I groaned.

“I'm sick, I need to cancel.” I could feel him become sadder but the feeling was quickly replaced with worry.

“Damn.. how sick are you?? Should I come over? Cause I can, really, I have nothing to do all day..?” I smiled at the kind gestures.

“Max, I don't want you getting sick, okay? You can come over. BUT don't tell me I didn't tell you, cause I am right now.” I could hear him giggle a little.

“Alright, I'll be over there in a few minutes!” We both hung up and 35 minutes later he opened my door with a grocery bag. 

“Sorry it took awhile, I needed to go get some groceries!” He walked over and kissed my forehead.

“Hey, noo, as much as I love you I really don't want you getting sick because of me..!” Max rolled his eyes at me and pulled my blanket higher on me.

“Well, I'm already here, so what does it matter!” He smiled and it made my face turn dark red as he played with my hair. He kissed my cheek and I kissed the top of his hand.

“Hey, I'm sorry for canceling the date. Tending to my sickness is probably the least romantic thing we could be doing right now..” He brushed a hand through my hair.

“Meh, I like taking care of people. It's like a love language to me so seriously don't worry.” I stared into his dark brown eyes and I could truly hear and feel the sincerity and care in every word and action.

I have never felt such genuine emotions from a human being. Well, not towards me at least. “OH! I should really go make you some soup!”

I laughed a little “Soup? Really? You can cook??” He gasped dramatically and picked up the grocery bag “Yea! I have a single dad and we took turns cooking each night, I know how to cook!” I nodded in understanding.

“Let me go and help you..!” I immediately coughed as I sat up and Max pressed me down onto the bed and didn't let me get up.

“No. Absolutely not. You need to rest.” He tucked me in.

“Max, seriously? I'm fine. I want to go watch you cook!” 

“Wow you don't want to help?” He laughed at me and I sat up again.

“Hey it's not my fault I had like- people to do stuff for me or whatever!” Max rolled his eyes.

“Oh my god woe is me I had servants I'm so rich oh noo” He mocked me and I got up and he grabbed my hand and we walked to the kitchen.

He pushed me onto the couch and made me lay down. “Now i'm gonna go make the soup, don't move, sit tight and sleep if you can!” I groaned loudly.

“Finee!” I yawned and rolled around on the couch and I actually started to get tired and I could feel myself fall asleep.

Max's POV

I heard Bradley yell a fine and I peeked over and he was starting to drift off to sleep. I went to his room quietly and I got a smaller blanket and I went over and put it onto him and kissed his forehead before either went back into the kitchen to cook! I got everything out of the grocery bag and I started to cool everything. I was 30 minutes into cooking and I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist and I felt Brad kiss me.

“Brad, it's been like 30 minutes, you need more sleep.” I scolded a little but he ignored me, kissed my cheek and mumbled something about not being tired and the smell woke him up.

“You were right, it smells so amazing I can't wait. Thank you Max, seriously, you didn't need to do this for me.” I turned around to face him and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Of course I do. I love you and I'm your boyfriend and I care about you. So let me.” He smiled at me and I kissed him lightly but he quickly pulled away.

“I'm sick! No!” He put a finger on my mouth and I groaned and tried to kiss him again.

“Maximillian Goof. No, when I get better then I can kiss you all you want but right now I'm diseased so watch it. I don't want you getting sick.” I turned around and continued to cook.

“Aww is it because you care about me?”

“No, it's because I can't cook you anything and I'm kinda scared of germs..” I rolled my eyes and smiled.

“No no no no no I didn't mean it! I'm sorry!” He hugged me again and kissed my cheek.

“I know don't worry!” I laughed and kissed his cheek back.

“The soups gonna be done in like 10 minutes so go and sit down. I'll bring you some soup to the living room, now, go sit!” He nodded and walked off.

I finished cooking and I got some bowls and walked back over to Brad. He was sitting and rushed over to help bring the bowls. “This smells so good.”

I scoffed “Better than your dads workers soup?” He glared

“Okay, I only had one..!” He smiled and took a sip of the soup. He sat there for a second just thinking.

“I- I think I've fallen in love with you more.” I started laughing loudly and he just kept on eating the soup. I calmed down and started eating as well and after a while we finished the soup. 

“If I wasn't so sick I swear I would kiss you oh my god.. that was delicious.” He hugged me and layed on me.

“Alright, I'm gonna go wash the dishes and go to bed and sleep. I'll be right there.” He whined but I stood up and walked off. I cleaned quickly and went back to bed with Brad. He was already half asleep and once I got into the room he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me down to sleep. I kicked off my shoes and he pulled me close and hugged me.

“Mm thank you Max..” Brad sleepily kissed my forehead and we both fell asleep.

[kivrumi]

⭑ᡣ𐭩"₊SEVEN 𐙚⁺˚

chapter 2 - burger queen

FEM!READER × ? JJK

ʚ PAIRINGS : Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Choso Kamo, Ryomen Sukuna, Toji Fushiguro, Ino Takuma, Higuruma Hiromi, Kento Nanami, Naoya Zenin ɞ

{ it is not stated here who the reader ends up with, the story is to find out.. }

NON-CURSE AU | COLLEGE AU

꒰ SUMMARY : How did you end up in such a mess with various guys? From strangers, friends, and crushes to ex-boyfriends and enemies. How did, what you thought was simple, life turn out like this? And who exactly were you to end up with?

꒰ WARNINGS : SLOWBURN - NSFW 18+ - mature & sexual themes - smut / lemon - language - violence - mentions of obsessive behaviour - sub/dom mentions - angst andd fluff :3

SEVEN MASTERLIST

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"He got you too huh.." Shoko says as you lay on her lap. You were in her room, which to your surprise was quite very pink. She stroked your hair as you had just finished telling her about all the new experiences you had today

"Noo he don't got me, I swear" You accidentally lied. Does he have you? You've only met once? Then again, Toji Fushiguro has never uttered a word to you yet has you wrapped around his finger. Seems like Toji and Satoru are just two silly crushes you've gained, due to your lack of love life. You've had a boyfriend once, it ended quite confusing but that was years ago, you being 16 at the time.

"What every girl says, just don't fuck him"

"Why would I fuck him, I don't just fuck anyone"

"Liar, if Toji walked into this room right now and told you to get on your knees you wouldn't hesitate"

the silence was all you managed to hear after that sentence Shoko just dropped.

"True.." you reply, late. Lifting your head from her thighs, you sit properly beside her and ask "You know, you've never talked about your own love life to me" You see Shoko glance at her fidgeting hands and a small smile that seemingly grew on her face just for it to vanish as she answered you.

"My love life is boring, don't bother asking about it" Obviously you were fully convinced but it was better to leave it at that than pester her with a variety of questions, making her supposedly uncomfortable.

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You didn't know many guys in a romantic aspect. Well actually, none apart from your ex. The only thing that has been carrying your love life is a pathetic crush on a popular evil man. So why were you so invested in making it work? Why were you back on this side of college? Why were you staring daggers into him currently seeing his arm wrapped around a girl? You know her, she's in your class. She would constantly talk about Toji, about how he never notices her and how she wishes to have one conversation with him. I wonder how she was able to achieve those wishes...

She was stunning of course, but you and everyone else knew that in a week or less, she is getting replaced. Why does every girl let that happen, and why do you find yourself craving for just a day with him?

"You're back here? Only been a day and you missed me. Thought the next time I'd see you was when I planned to stalk you in your psychology class" Turning behind you to locate where and who had just said that only to be met with the blue eyes of Satoru Gojo. Satoru Gojo... is he becoming someone in your love life too? Or were you going to be his week-long obsession, seems like the trend that goes around for hot popular boys like him.

"Right..." you then slowly turn your head back to Toji, for some odd reason not wanting to miss a moment to see the way he is. The way that he acts. Is he trash for the first few days he lets you be with him? Or does he love bomb you and leave you till you feel empty?

"Toji? Seriously?" This guy seriously doesn't hold back on his words, does he?

"What about him..."

You then slowly head to your main hangout spot. Only for a curious Gojo to follow you around this time.

"Seems like someone has a crush"

"No i don't. And don't interfere with my love life, that shit is personal you know"

"So I'm not in your like, love life radar? Because if I am I would like to know about your love life" You give him a confused look and halt your movements as soon as you two reach the outdoors.

"Seriously? Gojo I don't know you nor am I interested" A lie but you don't find yourself being with someone so stuck up, as much as it hurts to say it. Your eyes are still only on Toji. "Now you can stop following me around" and with that, he obeys like a little puppy and leaves as you walk further down, and see a familiar abandoned cafe. You still constantly go there, alone, with others or sometimes they are already there. It's your group spot. Opening the broken tilted door, you're met with bean bag chairs, empty coffee cups, and two sleeping figures.

"Choso, Kento, get UP!" you then lightly kick the bean bags they're on, but due to their deep sleep you have to kick harder.

"eugh, what are you doing" Choso groans as he rubs his eyes. You then roll Choso lightly over till he falls off the bean bag as you plop yourself on it. Despite the fact, there were multiple other bean bags.

"just claiming my spot back..." It was just your favorite bean bag because it was your favorite color, Choso knew this. "and payback for not answering your door last night when I wanted to come over to your dorm room, you did promise me."

"But I did text you that Kentos thing took longer than expected"

"But you could have just told me before I stood at your dorm room door like an idiot"

Choso just groaned due to his lack of excuse as he sat up from the floor, realizing Kento had gone back asleep. "When are you going to get a new roommate?" I ask, Chosos last roommate got kicked out of the college for vandalizing and blackmailing the teachers. You still wonder what kind of blackmail they had on them, too bad it was all confidential. Choso was pretty scared of his last roommate and now he has been alone in his dorm for at least a month, this is why he is always either begging someone to come over or invading other people's dorms.

"Apparently there is another guy in another dorm building who has been by himself for a good 3 months, I think they are looking to put me with him"

"aawh does that mean you're not going to be down the hallway now?"

"I guess so"

You two just stay quiet for some time, thinking to yourselves. As you are wondering what kind of burger you're getting, later on, Choso's thoughts are more complicated. He was thinking of you, and how much you have impacted his life since the day he met you. How he gets up in the morning with you in mind and falls asleep to the thought of you. But you were just his best friend, right? He does not like you like THAT. Right..? Yes, you were gorgeous and breathtaking, he remembers when you went up to him as a kid and he was mumbling his sentences. He was just a shy kid, that's why he went red and flushed from the fact he was speaking with you. When you got your first boyfriend at 16, he wasn't jealous, he was rather frustrated if he would treat you horribly. And when you were heartbroken for the first time, why was he happy? Why was he happy you no longer was in a relationship, it's not like Choso would ever want to take it that far with you.

"Maybe a cheeseburger," You say, still fighting your other thoughts "Or maybe I should just ditch the burgers and.. get ice cream" It was a difficult choice. After all, you weren't that hungry, but there was no food at home. Maybe you should just beg Shoko to make you something despite her always being so busy with her science classes. Choso just lightly laughs at your words before replying,

"Come with me, let's get you a burger and ice cream"

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"Your fucking it up aren't you," Choso says as he watched you take the fattest bite of your burger. You two sat at a fast food shop as you got the food he promised you. You swear that you will pay him back but you both know that's false, as you're broke with no job, with some funding your mother sends over to you for basic needs. Choso has a part-time job at a local campus cafe, you rarely visit him though due to the stale coffee they sell. But Choso being broke or not wouldn't mind spending his last pennies even if it was for this fat ass burger.

"Hell yeah" you reply, as Choso ate his dainty fries.

"These fries are real good" Choso says with a full mouth

"don't speak while you're eating.. you got to be etiquette!" you tell him, as you shake your head sideways.

"We are at a Burger King"

"A real Queen will always stay royal, no matter where she is"

"my bad, I'll take notes"

you hum, acknowledging how Choso is dependent on your knowledge. You disliked the silence after that, so you got to sing

"I'm at Burger King with my Burger Queen..."

"what-"

"Can I get a large fry.. shes vegan ple-"

"why do I have to be the Queen?"

"Because you're my Queen Choso, plus it fits more perfectly since you're vegan too yumming on fries"

Choso is silent, wow. You really were intelligent.

—

The next day, now you mindlessly walk to an open field on your school grounds, you don't know why but lately you've been exploring the entire college. Last year was a total bust, always in your dorm room playing video games and watching anime. You sit down on the ground, near a wall as you place your head onto it and stare into the distance 'Wait, am I near the soccer pitch?'

"You know, I was actually not expecting to see you for a third time in a week. Did you come back here for me?" Looking to your right, and above you there stood Satoru Gojo "isss this seat taken?" He jokes as he points to an empty spot on the empty field. He sits there anyway before you can even think to reply

"This part of the college is nice, I should come here more often but, that just means I'd have to run into you all the time. that just sucks" You're not actually that mean, you're just afraid of rejection so you resort to joking bullying. He puts a hand where his heart is, suggesting your words hurt him. His actions makes you take note of his shirt, a blue soccer shirt with a big 9 in front.

"You checking me out? And you swore you wouldn't fall for me?"

"That's not it, don't get your head so twisted, i was just looking at your shirt. I may not be a soccer fan but boy I would like to own all of their jersey's"

"Then why didn't you just say the word baby?" he asks, hands ready to lift his shirt over. Just as he revealed his abs you pulled his shirt back down, and you might start meowing at the sight of his bare chest. "Aawh why'd you pull my shirt back down"

"I do not want to indulge in your whore antics"

"But Toji is a whore you can get down with? Okayyy i got it"

"e-excuse me?!" you say as your face starts to heat up

"Yesterday wasn't the only time i saw you eye fuck him sweetie, was a bit hurt when I was coming out of the locker room to guide you to your dorm and be your knight in shining armour to see you eye fucking another whore. Or does that make you one too?"

Speechless, you were. You knew it was obvious but you didn't like the idea of someone else guessing your crush, that just means maybe Toji realized too. You must look so desperate.

"Sweetie you look shocked," Gojo says, smiling at your frozen face, he gives a chuckle and then says "Don't worry, I won't tell the guy. Matter of fact, ill give you a chance to know him"

"...chance to know him?"

"yeah, I mean you don't seem like a party girl but im sure by now with all your stalking you would know how frequently Toji hosts parties since he has a big fucking ass house near the college"

"I do not stalk him-"

"Anywho, just come with me and you can have the chance to talk to him"

"Wouldn't he be mad a random guest came over?"

"Nah parties are supposed to be full of randos, plus... who can deny a sweet sexy girl like you" Due to his words you push him and he falls on his elbows as he chuckles at your reaction "It's on Halloween tho, so wear a costume"

"Gojo... why are you even doing this for me?"

"I don't know, maybe you read me wrong and I am actually a decent guy? Actually a decent guy wouldn't send a sweet girl to Toji Fushiguro, but if that's what you want that's what you're going to get" You nod at his words, did you really read him wrong? Was Shoko complaining without giving him the benefit of the doubt? "Mind telling me your name now sweetie?" You then answered him with your name and he smiled at it "Cute, still keeping your contact name as Sweetheart though" He gets up and stretches his arms up, looking back at his phone to check the time "I'm ten minutes late to training, you really got me distracted, hard to bother for anything else where you're around sweets. Also, put it in your address info, picking you up at 8 pm on Halloween night, see ya" You watch him walk away from you, as you remain seated on the grass floor. Blush remained on your cheeks, why did you always get so flustered? Is it just because you have always lacked this kind of attention, and now you find you're addicted to it and always wanting more? It does seem like it.

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hi love💕 could you write one where the little reader is very clingy on a day that the stucky daddies have to go to a meeting at the complex? so they leave her with other little ones but she doesn't want to be with anyone but them? a little anguish and a lot of cuteness?❤️

Hi there love! 💜

Thank you so much for this lovely request! I'm absolutly in love with this! ❤️

I hope you're not too mad that it took me so long to write it and i hope you like how i wrote it

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : cuteness, clingy little reader, a little bit of angst, fluff, pet names, comfort, kisses, cuddles

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : you don't want to be alone

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Since this morning you always had a hand on one of your Daddies or they had a hand on you. You hadn't spent one second away from them.

They didn't know why but they could feel you needed to be against them all day. And of course they would never complain. They love it when you're all clingy with them and when you needed them.

You always need them of course but some days you show it more.

"I'll have to go to the bathroom, princess" your Papa gently whispers in your ear as he's laying on the couch with you curled up on his chest. It's been almost an hour now that you're laying like this and you had attempted to stay like this since bedtime.

You whine and shake your head "noo" Your Papa sighs and looks at Bucky who's sitting on the other side of the couch. He wanted to sit on the other couch so you won't be too tight against each other but you clearly show him your disagreement about that.

So he didn't had the choice but to sit near you. You would lose your mind if your skin wasn't touching the both of them whenever you can. That's why your toes are touching your Daddy's thigh.

"you can go on Daddy's laps during that time. And when I come back you can come back on my chest. How does that sound ?" he gently play with your hair

You shake your head again, letting out an upset moan "No-o"

Steve sighs again "then you'll have to come with me to the bathroom because i'm not gonna hold on longer than that" He secured you in his arms as he stand up before you can even say something.

He hummes a sweet song as he walks to the toilet, helping you relax against him.

But before he can even open the door, he hears Bucky's voice calling him. He then hears footsteps and soon after, Bucky was running toward him "Fury called" he says

Your face fell, you knew what that meant and you weren't happy about that.

"we have a meeting in twenty minutes. It's really important apparentely but i don't have further details" He adds.

Steve nods "alright, take her and dress her so she's ready while i go to the toilet and get ready myself" he hands you to Bucky, ignoring your whining.

Bucky lets Steve alone to do his business and walks upstairs with you in his arms "how do you wanna dress today ?" he asks with a smile. He knows you always love dressing nicely and looking all pretty whenever you go at the tower. You always want to make a good impression to your Daddies's friends and yours too.

But you don't answer him. You don't want to go to the tower, you don't want to be apart from your Daddies, you don't want to sit around in a playroom that wasn't yours and wait for hours to see your Daddies again.

"baby ?" he gently calls when you don't answer "if you don't answer me then i'll have to chose and i don't know if you'll like what i chose for you" he warns, teasing you a little.

You pull your head away from his neck, an upset look on your face and your eyes on the edge of crying "oh my sweet girl" he breathes out, caressing your cheek with his thumb "tell me what's wrong, baby"

'wanna stay here" you sniff "wanna be wis you" you hid your face back in his neck, a little ashamed of being like that. You know it's important what they have to do and you shouldn't be like that when it's with their work but you can't help it.

"look at me beautiful" your Daddy gently asks as he rubs your back. It took you a moment but you finally move your head from his neck and peer up at him, through wet eyelashes

"you spent the whole day with us, we only ask you to play with your friends for- maybe an hour or two, and then you'll be back in our arms for the rest of the day and during the night" his forehead falls into yours "i promise you"

"no pease" you cry as you hid your face back in his neck.

"baby listen" he takes your chin in his fingers and lifts your head "imagine how excited you'll be when we'll come back to you and all the hapiness you'll feel once you'll be back in our arms, as if you never left them"

You don't really have a choice, do you ?

~

It's been two hours now that your Daddies entered the big room and left you with your friends. At first you played with them but after some minutes, you distanted yourself and curled into a corner of the room.

You watched your friends laughing and being happy, having fun while playing together while all you wanted to do was crying because you miss them too much.

How could they not miss their Daddies and mummies ? How can they laugh while they're in a few rooms away instead of being with them ?

You don't understand how they can act like that. All you want to do is climbing on your Daddy's arms, resting your precious little head against his chest or in his neck while holding the hand of your Papa really tightly in yours.

"princess ?"

You lift your head and throuhg your cloud eyes, you spot your Papa, kneeled in front of you with a loving smile on his gorgeous face. You don't say anything, but you do move.

You crawl to him and wrap your arms around his neck, you wrap yourself around him like a koala. He chuckles and wraps his arms around you to secure you before standing up.

"did you had fun, little one ?" you hear your Daddy asking beside you. You hold your Papa tighter and shake your head. You take a deep breath through your nose and finally feel at home again at the sent of your Papa's perfum.

"let's go home then, it'll make it feel better" Your Papa strokes your back with his hands as they leave the tower. They anticipated how you'll react and already said their goodbyes to everyone in the meeting room.

Now they just have to drive back home and spend the evening cuddling you in the couch or in the bed, like you wanted from the start.

When you arrive at home, your Daddy had hesitate to propose you a bath -with them beside you of course, but decide to not say anything. You won't die if you don't have a shower today.

Instead, they immediately went upstairs, they changed you into your new and comfy pyjama and tuck you under the cover. They didn't lose a time and came under the cover to hold you close against them.

"close your eyes, sweetie" your Papa whispers, his lips against your forehead, his fingers brushing your hair backward "we're not moving. You'l be in our arms during the entire night, don't worry. We've got you"

"sleep well, little one. Have a great time in dreamland" your Daddy kisses your cheek "see you in a bit"

"we love you"

[bsturnzz]

Chapter 01: Bring your Boyfriend to Work Day

Summary: Vanilla needs to go to work but Chris doesn't want to be alone so I guess its bring your boyfriend to work day.

Warnings: Kissing, like a tiny bit suggestive, and jobs 😔.

Chris had slept over at your house last night. You wanted to hang out with him this morning but you had to go to work. You were trying your best to get ready quietly so you didn't wake up Chris. You slipped on some shorts and your work shirt. "Nills." you hear Chris grumble from the bed.

"What's wrong?" you ask from the floor slipping on your socks.

"Why are you awake so early?" he asks propping himself up on his elbow to wipe the sleep out of his eyes.

"I have to go to work." you say standing up of the ground.

"D'you have to?" he groans.

"I have to." you nod walking over to him

"You can stay here I'll be back soon." you smile.

"Noo." he groans wrapping his arm around your waist. You didn't want to leave him but you had to go to work.

"If you hurry and get ready you can come with me" you suggest.

"Ok." he smiles letting go of your waist and starting to get ready. "Is that my belt?" he asks pointing to the black and white studded belt that decorated your waist.

"Oh yeah." you say looking down at it.

"Looks cute on you." he says continuing to get ready.

"Thank you." you smile.

"It'll look cuter off thrown on the floor though." he chuckles.

"Chris!" you exclaim.

"Just saying." he shrugs a smirk plastered across his face.

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You and Chris walk into the bakery luckily you weren't late.

"Hey Vanilla." your coworker Charlotte smiles.

"Hi Char." you smile.

"Who's he." she asks referring to Chris.

"This is Chris he's my boyfriend." you smile.

"We have so much to talk about hurry and get back here." she rushes back to the kitchen.

"You sit here and I'll come check on you later ok?" you instruct. He nods placing a kiss to your forehead before you walk back to the kitchen.

"When did you get a boyfriend?" Charlotte asks.

"Like 2 months ago." you shrug starting to make a fresh batch of cookies.

"2 months and you didn't tell me." she says acting offended.

"I was going to." you laugh.

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"Have a nice day." you smile finishing up your last order before break. You walk to the back to hang up your apron before you walk out to the floor to sit with Chris.

"Hey Nills." he smiles when he sees you slide into the seat next to him.

"Hi Chris." you smiles leaning your head his shoulder.

"How long until your off?" he asks running his hand through your hair.

"Like an hour and a half." you answered.

"Can you get off right now?" he questions.

"I'd have to find someone to cover for me." you say "I'll go check." you say with a small hum. He smiles as you get up from the table.

"Is your break over already?" Charlotte asks.

"No I was gonna see if Ivy can cover for me." you answer punching in her number on the work phone. One phone call later you were on your way home with Chris.

"Why'd you want me to go home early?" you ask him.

"So I could get you pregnant and you can go on maternity leave." he said bluntly.

"CHRIS!" you yelp slapping your hand over your mouth.

"I'm joking I'm joking." he chuckles "I was just bored."

"You need to stop being a freak." you instruct.

"So I can't say things like I'm going to rip that belt of as soon as we get home?" he asks "That's not being a freak that just the truth."

"I'm just speechless at this point." you sigh shaking your head "Keep that promise." you add.

"I definitely will Nills." he smirks and let's just say the promise was definitely kept.

Brooke Yaps: Ayeee first part!!

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With lots of love and red lipstick- Brooke 💄

[luvrsinn]

synopsis: you're unsure if your drunken state is due to the drinks served at the party or the way sirius is looking at you. either way, you really want him to kiss you.

sirius black x fem!reader 0.7k words

"Can we get away for a minute?", you yell at Sirius over the sound of all the music. He struggles to hear you, but he does.

"Yeah, sure."

The blazing music fades away to a soft lull as Sirius leads you to the nearest bathroom. The party has been going on for a few hours, and the both of you have already had way too many drinks.

Sirius had spent the better part of the party by your side, occasionally breaking away when a classmate was within speaking distance or when a very drunk James whisked him away to dance on the common room sofa. On one such occasion tonight, he was flopped down on the sofa beside the marauders, his sides aching from laughter, when he saw Remus' curious stare. Being the only one with any brain cells in the group, Remus noticed the suspicious amount of time Sirius spent with you, yammering on aimlessly. He also noticed the way you both looked at each other, oblivious and full of longing. Sirius insists that you both are friends, nothing more, and promptly ignores any more interrogations.

Now, Sirius wonders if that really is true. He is standing in front of the sink you're sitting on, ankles crossed. His hands are cold where they rest on either side of you, and he finds that he wouldn't at all hate the idea of you both being something more. He briefly wonders if your heart is racing as fast as his.

Say something, he tells himself. Usually, conversations are his strong suit; hell, he could even charm the pants off Dumbledore if he wanted to. But right now, Sirius finds himself rendered stupid. He blames it on the alcohol.

"I want to kiss you." You're slurring and tripping over the words.

A pretty girl like her wants to kiss me?, is his first thought.

Sirius is sure he's dreaming. Or maybe the alcohol has started to mess with his brain too, if your perfume already hasn't.

Your fingers start tracing his jaw, brushing over his freckles, and he is suddenly conscious of the fact that this is all very real. His ears grow red as your words play again in his head.

The heat of your body next to his is nearly unbearable, and all his limbs ache to feel your touch, to see if his lips fit between yours the way they do in his many dreams. He asks the universe why it has decided to play with him today. He is almost certain that your words are a result of the alcohol. Almost.

Sirius' head is swimming with the countless things he wants to do. He settles on burying his face in your neck. If one of your hands finds its way to his hair, he lets it slide. All the usual cocky brashness Sirius carries leaves him. He is not sure why you have such an effect on him. His voice is slightly hoarse when it comes out.

"No, you don't. You're just drunk, love," he says. He doesn't look up. He is sure he will be lost completely if he does.

"Noo, I'm not," you whine. He chuckles at that and you can feel his core vibrate. You're pouting comically with your brows furrowed, when he looks up. His hands twitch at his side. He has half a mind to straighten the creases on your forehead. Right then, your body is so close and Sirius decides to take a chance.

"I want to kiss you too," he says. You lean slightly forward, giddy and drunk from the way he is looking at you. He is quick to press his long, ring-clad finger to your lips.

"But I won't. Not here. Not now."

You tilt your head, confused. The rejection burns a bit, but your spirit rises again when he continues.

"However," he says, eyes shining with something you can't place your finger on, "if you remember all this tomorrow and you still want to kiss me, I gladly will."

You smile brightly at that, and Sirius drops his hand, his finger burning where it touched your lips. A lump rises in his throat. He prays to whoever's listening to always be the reason you smile like that.

As it turns out, someone was listening. Much to his delight, you kiss him stupid the very next day. And every day after that.

[sparrowofthedawnsworld]

Sitting hear writing away and this little scenario popped into my head (any of you are welcome to take it and turn it into a full fic). I have to get it out, or it’s gonna continue to distract me from my fics already at hand.

NSFW CONTENT BELOW THE CUT!

You knew how much Jake loved your voice. Not just in the bedroom, but in general. He adored it.

You thought that pranking him by randomly giving the silent treatment for a day was a funny little idea… until it wasn’t.

“Jake,” you cried, hands bound to the headboard of his bed.

He had you there, at his mercy, before you could even bat an eye. It all happened so quickly, once he’d had enough of your silence.

“Nice to finally hear my name,” Jake smiled, all too amused. “Hadn’t heard it at all today.”

Jake laid between your legs, your vibrator in his hand and pressed against you - hauling you towards at least your third orgasm so far.

“Jake, please! Please, I can’t!” Your breathing was labored, gasps and loud moans flowing from you, like a stream of water down the side of a mountain.“

“You can’t? Tell me to stop, then.” Jake shrugged, teasing two fingers at your soaked entrance. “Talk to me. Your voice should be nice and rested now, right? Tell me to stop.”

“Noo,” you whined, head falling back against the pillows. “I’m- I’m gonna cum again. Jake, I’m-“

“What are you waiting for?” Jake taunted, curling his fingers inside of you. “God, you sound so pretty. I bet you won’t keep that pretty voice from me anymore, will you?”

“No! No, I won’t, I promise! I promise,” you practically screeched.

Another orgasm took over you, forcing a sound from your lungs that you may have been embarrassed about, any other time.

“I think we need to stay here a little longer,” Jake smirked, leaning down to haphazardly kiss your thrashing hips. “Listen to you, my noisy girl.”

“No, Jake! No, no, no, no,” you begged, simultaneously wanting it to end and keep going all at once. Overstimulation was certainly a maddening mixture of pain and pleasure. “Ja- Jake, PLEASE!”

“Awww, poor baby,” Jake cooed tauntingly. “Does it feel too good?”

All you could give him was a rapid nod, mouth agape in a silent cry as your breath caught in your throat here and there. As Jake and your vibrator pulled you into another orgasms, all you could hear were Jake’s taunting words.

“Not so quiet, now, huh?”

“Shhhh, I thought you were giving me the silent treatment? What happened to that?”

[softcarebears]

HOCO WEEK 9/21-9/28

monday 

41. ga tells me that he has a crush on this girl bow that i used to be bsfs w/ before she moved to the other side of cali

42. me and bbsf become close w/ bow 

43. ga tells ginger and bbsf that he likes bow

tuesday  (nothing happened)

wednesday 

44. me and pinkie go get our tickets for hoco 

45. pinkie gets bullied bc she’s (not to be rude to furries cuz idrc abt that do what u want, the context in which she does it makes it weird) wearing a hot pink hoodie w/ cat paws, giant REAL fox tail hanging from her belt and has a cat headband on and also wants to be called a japaneses name (she’s 100% white)

46. i find out that the only real reason i haven’t been over to pinkie’s house is bc she has a wall of real animal bones that she doesn’t properly clean that have bugs in them 

47. i leave pinkie to go w/ a and turtle bc they’re like my bsfs 

48. pinkie gets pissy and skips fourth block

thursday 

49. tutorial time, me and bbsf share my water, bbsf mentions that i’ve done his makeup before. i wouldn’t normally bring that up cuz it’s very common for us but this leads to turtle further trying to get us together 

friday 

50. hoco rally, i sit w/ cowgirl, pinkie, pinkie’s friend tootsie and my friend from dance and drama, ruby 

51. turtle and a sit behind us and i mainly talk to them and ruby the entire rally, pinkie is oddly nice abt it

52. i walk up to bbsf, bear and bow after 4th block ends and apparently pushed bbsf into to bushes and cut him the fuck up 

53. hoco game, band/colorguard get new uniforms (aka bbsf, five, berry, zim and no name)

54. me, pinkie, cowgirl and tootsie sit by band section to hangout w/ them

55. 8pm i have a breakdown bc that officially marks 2 years of my dad being dead

56. obvi all of my friends try to comfort me 

57. pinkie tries to make it about her for some reason

58. one of my friends wins hoco queen

saturday

59. me and pinkie go to a boba shop to take pics before hoco 

60. we run into bbsf who was across the street

61. we get to the school and i go get my friend diamond 

62. bbsf finally arrives

63. bbsf pulls me into a hug (and rejects pinkie’s hug after) 

64. me, diamond and our other friend fuego (can u tell i’ve run out of names) r all dancing when ga, ginger and a guy who i think i mentioned once like a year ago all come up to me and ask if i’ve seen bbsf 

65. like an hour goes bye and i find out the trio is planning on jumping bbsf

66. i send that voice message to bbsf 

67. i find bbsf and we have, the best way to describe it, a moment…

68. bbsf leaves early

69. bbsf’s older sister finds out abt the almost jumping and chews the trio out

70. a bunch of other shit happened bc i was bouncing around like 4 groups but this is called the bbsf saga so everything else will have to wait until the other sagas

HEY POOKIESTAR! sorry for letting that ask marinate...i was very busy (i was lazy bababooing BUT IM HEREE!!😔)

also miss gworl i'm in the middle of a cyclone class 3 rn hehe..but cyclone is not really cycloning...ITS MORE CYCLOWNING🤡

ohhh so ga basically was threatening to jump BBSF because he bbsf grew close to manic pixie dream bow girl BECAUSE HE GA HAD A CRUSH ON HER OHHH

so bow came back from other side of cali very demure...

PINKIE IS A FURRY WTF...she wears a tail and wants to be called a japanese name ITS GIVING ASIANFISHING

..um..chile anyways...hell naw...does make sense though she acts like a feral child...🥱#imapinkiehater100percent

"me and bbsf share my water"FIRST THE SLUSHIE NOW THIS?? JUST SAY YOU WANNA KISS HIM AND SHARE SALIVA U STOOPID biatch U ARE DOWN BAD IN SUPERLATIVE FORM SO THAT MEANS YOU ARE "DOWN WORST"

"bbsf mentions that i’ve done his makeup before." i have a theory about this particular part...ill say in the end but im hella delulu yknow so don't listen to my words 100 percent lmfao (you should actually listen to me)

everyone else's names:🎀🌈✨💎🌺🦌🧸

the others:

for number 55 oh noo pookie im sorry to hear that...fawk pinkie...CAN'T SHE JUST SHUT HER GOOFY FURRY ASS UP

HE REJECTED PINKIE'S HUG AND PULLED U IN A HUGGGGG BOMBOCLATTTTT HE A MAN OF CULTURE HE LIKES YOU GIRL JUST FUCKING DATE ALREADYYYYY HOW MANY SIGNS ARE U TRYNA LOOK FOR U BLIND ASS

Y'ALL HAD A MOMENT OH MAHHHH GAWDDDDDD and not u saving him...stawp!! its giving hero x damsel in distress trope; bbsf is the damsel in distress ofc🎀

haiya but why did he try to frolick in the meadow with bow though...tskk i feel like he is kinda a player my dakoko 🥥

anyways my theory about the makeup thing...because i am a whore in THEORY and not in practice (i am but secretly hehe at times dw...3-5 business days)

ok so when u do someone's makeup...YOUR FACE IS CLOSE TO THEIRS RIGHTTTTT....you get what i mean...there is so much proximity there is no distance at all...BABABOOI

similar to when you are about to kiss someone [coughs coughs]...so the fact that he "randomly" remembered AND SEEMINGLY POINTS THAT OUT OF THE BLUE shows that this particular and notably phenomenal romantic and very intimate moment that emerged from the planets and stars from the milky way galaxy aligning [pro poetic yapper] has marked him or left an impact on him yknow what i mean...LIKE HE MIGHT THINK OF THIS MOMENT EVERY NIGHT OR SO OFTEN THAT HIS TOES ARE TINGLING OR HE IS GIGGLING AND BLUSHING LIKE A MIDDLE SCHOOL GIRL IN HIS ROOM...like y'all were close to kissing...he definitely was examining your face perhaps HIGH CHANCE of him staring at your lips [cutely sips her pomegranate tea under the covers with plenty of passion🍵🔥that shit bussing btw]

also him mentioning that shows his interest in you also in all delulu interpretation that this particular mention to you evokes a sense that he may have been secretly inquiring about whether you remember that very intimate moment of high chance of smoochy smooch camouflaged by you doing his makeup...to see if you have feelings for him or have a romantic interest in him...VOILA!!🎀

bai bai

[washa]

I listened to Friendsgiving audio and here’s my favourite personal comments/thoughts!

Lasko being late?? Again?? Honey you’ll be rivalling Asher at this rate 😭

Who is he talking to? Like which listener?? I’m just gonna assume it’s coworker. 

Oh nvm it is Coworker 🙏 Yes i’m very excited to meet them too. 

AWH YOU CAN HEAR HIS SMILE IN THE “I’m glad!” FWEHJJ

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HIII DAMIEN 

Lmfao why’d he sound so surprised to see Coworker? I mean who else would they be coming with?? Huxley???

“And you decided to come anyway, Blink twice if you need help.” Thanks Damien, I’ll keep that in mind 🙌

I like how he’s talking about Huxley like he’s some sort of spawn of devil destined to ruin his life when it’s literally his boyfriend.

It is for your own good, last audio you nearly burst a blood vessel Damien.

Why is he saying it like it’s a bad thing?? Relax babes.

GAVINNN HIII OH MY GOD OF COURSE THAT’S THE FIRST THING COWORKER HEARS FROM GAVIN

I love the sigh of frustration from Damien.

“Ooh, It’s been awhile since I was called the devil. Are you looking to make a deal wildfire?” GAVIN 

LASKO PLEASE, I’m so happy he’s more snarky.

Me cro wai vey. Of course Damien brings that up.

“No he’s not.” HELP THE WAY THEY BOTH SAY IT AT THE SAME TIME LMFAO 

God Damien is such a drama queen. Yeah let’s play some mario kart.

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Huxley. Is it black/grey or clear?? What do you mean is that steam or smoke???

Damien sounds like an asian mom, I’m crying 😭

“Huxley, Open the door.” You were meant to be mine, I was meant to be yours! (The girls who get it, get it. The girls who don’t, don’t.)

Damien please sit down, Gavin please shut.

I love how Coworkers first interaction of DamiHux is Damien pleading for Huxley to open a kitchen door. 

“No can do baby.” URGH STOP IT.

Wait, isn't this the same song that was playing when Gavin and Damien were talking about him and Hux in the coming out video. Livin’ On a Prayer is a DamiHux song canon. 

THAT’S WHAT I'M SAYING LASKO, THERE'S NO WAY IT ISN'T.

Huxley you softie, he’s probably gonna shove right pass you and go cook 😭

NOO NOT THE ROLLS, Nevermind he gets shoved out immediately. His whinging, god he’s suffering out there. He’s like a dejected puppy. 

“Oh my god he’s losing his mind.” Huxley, that's the love of your life out there. 

They’re both delusional. It will not be good in the end. 😕

Awh Huxley, yes we love baby steps. OH MY GOD WHAT. DURING WHAT NOW 😨

Tbf yeah Freelancer is the last person to worry about when talking about your sex life 😭

Ay no worries, Love ya. YES HUGSS. OH SHIT WHOOPS. 

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Yes, let's sneak into the kitchen like some sort of reboot version of Spy Kids. 

Damien’s pleading his case right now, Take a break bro, You’re going through the stages of grief rn 😭

“I’m beating you again Damien look at the TV come on.” Why did he say that so sexily, what the fuck 😕

HELP HE JUST OPENED THE DOOR RIGHT AWAY.

Awh Huxley is so sweet, Yes I do hugs you big baby 💕

“Lasko gets such a big smile on his face anytime he talks about you, And anybody that can make a guy as sweet as him happy is great in my book.” STOP IT, YOU’RE SO FUCKING ADORABLE OHKJLKJF

Freelancer? That’s me though?? HELP WHY IS IT SILENT 😭😭

Yeah I bet we’re hitting it off, can’t hear shit but yeah 😇

Bless Lasko, please do help him with the cooking.

Are we talking right now? HOW LONG IS THE SILENCE. 

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Gavin and Damien have such a funny dynamic, love em both.

“I think you and I have very different ideas of revenge.” “I bet in this case they’re more similar than you think.” Glaring at the HBA bonus audio rn.

I can’t tell if Lasko’s being truthful or just polite. 👎

Oh Damien approves, We’re in the clear then!

LMFAO OK?? Huxley uses a pickup truck canon. 

“And if you ever lock me out of the kitchen again, I’m setting your truck on fire.” “Awh, There’s my man!” MY LITTLE SRUNKLIES ADORABLE

For a second I thought Huxley was gonna say Mate and my brain just did a reboot.

Yippee a toast! Here here! OH MY GOD HUXLEY YOU’RE RIGHT.

WE’RE LIKE AVATAR 🙏🙏 

“We can make a really destructive Orgy?” LASKO LMFAO WHAT BABES YOU’RE LOVER AND BOO THANG IS RIGHT THERE. 

Actually no, Coworker probably fell in love with him more. 

Yes, I'm very happy to be here Damien.

[jina-juhi]

Birthday.

~Kim Namjoon x female reader.

Playlist for this vibe~

• Birthday by Ten.

• make me feel by Elvis drew.

• bad drugs by King Kavalier.

• codeine by solv

• dangerous hands by Austin Giorgio.

• your body by Jimmy brown, Rovv.

Authors note :- Hey guys this is jina, introducing @covertlydark, she's my friend and from now on we both will post our content on this page. hope y'all enjoy

• Reader's pov •

"Okay, This one?" my husband asks the same thing maybe for the sixth time for the night, his voice flat and heavy.

"Noo, we'll watch this some other day. I'm not feeling it right now." My voice lowered on its own at the end of my response when I heard his exhausted sigh. But he still manages to be patient with me.

"This one? This better be the one."

"Nope. Already watched this one."

"Without me?" He raises his eyebrows at me.

"Namjoon, we watched it together." I deadpan.

He scratches his head. "Oh yeah, right. I have an idea, you stay here to get ready, and decide which one you wanna watch while I prepare the table for us, the food is here and the cake is already waiting in the fridge."

"Okay." I smile at him and at the way his brain makes quick decisions and plans, a major contrast to my indecisiveness. He mirrors a smile and his lips brush against my cheeks and give me a quick kiss.

I bury my face in between his neck and shoulder, inhaling his fresh scent of soap and shade of spice and musk. My favorite combination. His mouth touches my bare shoulder and I can feel the curve in his lips against it.

"Go wash up, birthday girl." his husky voice and hot breath fell on my skin leaving a thrill in my spine.

"Be quick or I'll eat the cake myself!" he got up and sang on his way out of the bedroom. I shake my head at his goofiness and stretch my arms on the empty bed, squealing in content.

I hop into the shower and try my best with a little time in my hands. The insta-routine with all that exfoliating and shaving always takes a toll on a girl.

I hear the ringing on my phone after I'm dressed, Seojun's name on my screen, a friend who is also my senior colleague. A frown grew between my eyebrows because one thing that Seojun surely does not do is call after working hours.

I answer while I mindlessly flatten my black flowy dress and fiddle with my necklace, Namjoon gave me last night. It is the prettiest piece of jewelry I ever owned. He slipped it around my neck while I slept in his arms last night and I woke up with a shiny turquoise stone sitting on my chest.

"Happy birthday!" a scream drills my ears from the other side of the line and then an apology, not for me but for a really angry lady. I laugh at her carelessness. "Thank you for the wish, not for the hearing aid bill."

"Oh come on. Why didn't you tell me it's your birthday? I thought you were on leave because you were going somewhere. Jin told me with a cocky-ass grin on his face. I wanted to know it from you not him..." I tune out her blabbering.

I exhale a breath annoyed at the fact that I specifically warned him not to tell anyone. But it's too late now I think he went around the office with a banner of that information because I could hear my notification box exploding.

I don't like it when too many people know about my birthday. It gets overwhelming with all the wishes and responding to everyone with an equal amount of emotion so that the person wishing me does not think I am not grateful or something. I am. I really am, the thing is I don't know how to react to them.

My excitement for my birthday is as same as my excitement for hugging a porcupine. It is just a normal day for me, not for my husband. He is filling the gaps in my lacking enthusiasm because he has got tons of it.

"...and then you know what he told me? He told me that I am not that important to you!? the man really got some nerves to say that on my face. I swear-"

"Okay okay! Calm down. You can discuss him some other time." I huff.

She scoffs and then grumbles, "no one wants to discuss him. Well anyways, I'll be out of your hair. You must be getting ready to go out, right?" exciting curiosity enters her voice. "I mean of course you are. You are THE party girl after all. Wear something sexy, that husband of yours will fall for you all over again..."

Wow, sometimes I forget about how much she talks.

"Seojun, we're not going out. We are just celebrating at home. I wanted to keep it small and simple." I cut in between her chattering.

"Oh." she was speechless after the 'oh'. I know she tried her best to make it sound less pitiful but well she failed. Yes, I've always been the party girl but I guess people change.

I didn't want to go through all that hassle of going out and posting pictures just because I am supposed to do so. I'll do all that when it feels right and when I'm in the mood to go to some fancy restaurant.

"Okay. Well, enjoy your evening. Happy Birthday again." The call ends after I thank her and assure her to call later.

Maybe I'm feeling this because I'm not in my twenties anymore. Am I getting boring? The past-me would be so disappointed, in her eyes, the present-me is lame and boring. If anyone hears this in the office maybe they'll think the same.

You are not fun anymore.

My subconscious screams. I should not have forced Namjoon to stay in today I should have listened to him. What if he thinks-

"Y/N!" I hear his voice anchoring me to earth. "I called your name three times. You okay?" he looks at me with concern but I mask my face with a smile.

"Yes. Just thinking...which one of these should I wear?" I hold up two pairs of earrings while he closed the distance between us in just two long strides.

He changed into a black shirt- with sleeves folded, shriveled up to his elbows- and black pants, looking handsome as ever even in something so simple like this. His hair was perfectly set, not blocking the view of his gorgeous face. He always leaves me mesmerized.

He wraps strong arms around my waist and tugs me closer to him, and uncountable butterflies escape dancing in my stomach. Even after five years of our marriage, he pulls out that effect on me that I know would be the same forever. Every touch, every kiss is like a first. Better than the first.

"The gold ones." his full lips touch my forehead reaping my tiny smile. "Now tell me what is really going on inside this head." he kisses the same spot again.

I sigh against his chest. "How do you always know?" I squint my eyes at him earning his soft laugh.

"Always." he simply shrugs.

He waits patiently for me while I contemplate what to say. "Am I getting boring or... lame?" the question sitting on the tip of my tongue finally made it to my lips.

He frowns and searches for my eyes but I settle them on his chest, and so do my palms. "What makes you think that?" his deep voice pins me with a question. I shrug to lighten the mood, "Nothing it's just the birthday blues hitting me. You know how I was, I used to be the girl who looked forward to going all out and having fun on birthdays. And now... I just don't feel that way."

I finally look him in the eyes and he looks at me with his soft ones with an understanding look. "Now I absolutely feel like I'm getting old." I chuckle lightly.

"Hey... you are not lame or boring. We still go out and have fun when we feel like it. Sometimes I feel the same way, to stay at home and have a good quality evening, just the two of us. That does not mean we are boring people. It simply means we can enjoy ourselves no matter what age we are or the setting is. We are just normal people in our thirties, having fun together in our own way." he finishes with a firm steady voice making me believe every word he said and cherish it, tattooed on my heart.

"Normal people," I whisper out repeating it in my head with a smile. My chest balloons with emotions. He makes me look at things from different perspectives. Good perspectives. He is the anchor of my ship in the vast sea and I will forever be grateful to him.

Now both of us smile. A real one with no masks. He hugs me tightly, healing every tiniest crack in my soul.

"Also," he moves his nose and traces along my neck to my ear. His hot breath rushes on my skin making me twitch with giddiness. "...I don't think boring people do things we do in bed or... kitchen or bathroom. Especially not the ones we did last night and this morning."

My breath gets caught. Eyes wide and lips parted at his low tone. My head replaying what he just reminded me. White silk sheets, whispered promises, his heavy breaths and grunts, his hands tracing the goosebumps of my skin, his tongue on my—

Heat rushes to the south of my body and my face. He breaks the hug to have a good look at my face and fucking laughs at my state.

I suppress my smile and slap on his buff chest. "Now if you are done thinking about obscene things then let's go I have something to show you." he covers my eyes and starts guiding me through the hallway.

"Nomjoon I don't think covering my eyes is necessary."

"Shh. Ofcourse it is. Just walk." We enter and stop in I suppose the living room.

"Okay now, ready?" He finally says.

"Yes!"

He removes his hand and back hugs me while I open my eyes taking in the view of the living room. I gasp at the beautiful set-up he arranged, a canopy decorated with tiny fairy lights and cushions scattered under it and my favorite duvet.

He set the dinner table with plates and my favorite food, a bottle of red wine and glasses sitting next to them. Bunch of scented candles here and there, radiating warmth and light in the darkest of corners just like he fills my life, my soul, with his presence.

"Happy birthday, baby."

The pressure builds behind my eyes and in my throat constricting my words. I blink a few times to drive out the moisture in my eyes.

He settles his chin on my shoulder maybe waiting for me to say something but I'm speechless at his gesture.

"You like it?"

Like? "I love it, Namjoon. All this... It's so beautiful." my voice shakes with emotions.

"Thank you. So much. This is perfect." he turns me towards him, "glad you love it."

I lace my hands on his neck, raise on my tip-toes to make up for our height difference, and lock my lips with his soft ones. He sucks in a breath and yanks me flushed against him to deepen the kiss. His sweet taste invade my tongue.

Namjoon groans, and his hand fist the locks of my hair. His lips glide on mine and our chests glued to each other running out of oxygen. He brushes his lips against mine one last time. Breaking the kiss before it gets heated and we end up in the bed like always.

"I love you," I say in a daze.

"I love you." He says back his eyes gleaming in the candlelight and his face glowing with a golden tint. He is fucking perfect. He completes me. Every crevice in my life. We complete each other.

We sat at the table for our evening candlelight dinner. He opened the wine bottle with the cork opener and poured the content, an action that had no right to be that sexy.

"Enjoying the show?" he raises an eyebrow at me.

I hide my smile behind the glass. "Hmm, maybe." I sip the rich red liquid while soaking in the hard work he put into all this. "How did you do all this on your own? How long was I in there, four hours?"

He rasps out a laugh. "One hour. You were in there for one hour, thank god i completed it way before you walking in on me trying really hard to figure out how the hell am i supposed to hang that thing." He gestures towards the dreamy canopy. I would have loved watching him do that.

"Do you know what the most shocking part is? I didn't break anything today." He jokes. "Wow, that's a new record. I'm impressed, Mr. Kim." Our chatter and laughter mingles with the cozy air around us. We finish off what I call, the best meal I had in a long time. He sang me the birthday song while I cut the cake, his goofy playful side returning to him.

These are the little moments I treasure the most in our relationship. No grand gestures, no phones, no office talk, just us. I'll never be tired of this. Of him.

We settle ourselves under the canopy net after dinner. He brought his laptop to watch some k-drama or a movie. "Decided what you want to watch?" he asks me. "Yeah. Since today is Monday I think the new episode of the one we were watching is out by now. I'm so excited to watch that only three episodes are left."

We cuddle under the duvet. I feel safest and comfortable when he cuddles up and grips his arms around my tummy.

His chest moves subtly against my back. I feel every rumble in his torso when he laughs at something comedic. I barely pay attention to the drama. I miss reading the subtitles when the main character said something important about the story. I rewind the scene, "sorry I missed what he said."

He hums and kisses on top of my head. The scene replays but I get distracted yet again when my husband ran his hand on my stomach to my hip, giving it a squeeze before resting it there.

Well, this was not the first time. It is almost normal now. Almost, because every time he gets my mind fogged up.

I replay the scene again this time without saying anything and he too stays quiet. His hand grazes the texture of my dress, resting right on the curve of my thigh.

My mind is blank. Laser focused on his touch. And for the third time, I watch the same thing.

Great. Fucking great. I can't even read the damn subtitles.

"Can't read the subtitles, honey?" he reads my thought in a subtle mocking tone above my ear and my chest tightens.

"He is... talking too fast it's impossible to read that much within seconds." I justify after clicking pause on the screen. He hums in response in a way of saying, 'yeah right'. Not buying any shit. "What? unlike you, I have to pay attention to both the subtitles and the scenes."

Of course, living with him I have improved my Korean but I am not perfect at it.

He chuckles in his deep voice which always sinks into my heart, as deep as it is. "He barely said ten words." And just like that, I'm caught. Thick silence surrounds us, turning up the anticipation.

His lips skim over my neck. I am quiet but the sounds of our breathing fill the air.

He kisses the soft spot on my neck while his hand moves further to the hem of my dress. It takes him no time to find out that I'm already wet for him because I skipped wearing my underwear.

I exhale sharply when his cold fingers swipe between my folds. He groans in my neck, "Fuck. No underwear?" His voice is strained and breathy sending a shiver down my body. "There is no point in wearing one." I manage between my pants and focus back on his fingers working in the slowest circles.

"You're gonna kill me if you keep saying things like that so innocently."

I turn towards him to meet his mouth with mine. He props himself over me. His tall frame consumes my short one. His warmth radiates in the deepest of my soul, renewing it.

He takes away his fingers and I almost cry at the loss of contact. I whimper between our kisses. Namjoon kissed me the same as he fucks me, rough with a burning passion. Claiming me all over again.

"Take this off." He commands tugging on the cloth and making me sit. I collect my hair to side them and he took the hint to unzip me. He drags the zipper down taking his sweet time, his way of saying- you're not getting what you crave so easily.

In a quick slide, the dress comes off leaving me naked and at his mercy. The fact that I am completely bare before him and he is still in his clothes is so unfair and a fucking turn-on. I can feel myself dripping down. We haven't even started yet.

My eyes flicker down to his pants a huge bulge down his waist. I palm his erection and rub it until his breaths become short and fast. I fumble with the button and the zip to free him.

In a quick movement, he pins my hand above my head making me lay down on my back. The light from the fairy light makes his eyes glimmer. He stares down at me and I can feel the love he holds for me. A love without judgments and conditions.

"Today is all about you."

We exchange a smile. He peppers open mouth kisses on my chest. My heart thumps louder between my lungs. His tongue smooths over my skin offering my breasts his much-needed attention. His tongue flicks, licks, and laps on my hardened nipples making me moan, and giving me intense pleasure in every way possible. His hand made up for the other one twisting it between his fingers.

He reaches to my belly unhurriedly caressing the goosebumps. Sending a buzz of electricity in my body. Every touch, every caress is always filled with possession and lust.

He moves further down stopping just above the part of me begging for his touch. He lifts his head to look at me with a devilish glint.

"Click on the play button." He says.

"What?" I blurt out loudly, it sounds funny. I would have laughed at myself but I decide not to. His smile gets wider.

"Just do what I say, Y/N."

My heart will do anything he says if he takes my name in such a way. I click play and the scenes continue. I look back at him and raise my eyebrows at him to say something that's going on in his wicked mind. But instead of any explanation, he dips his head between my legs and I watch his tongue poke out to flick on my clit sending a jolt of electricity in me. He cursed under his breath when he watched how i reacted.

"You take your eyes off the screen, I take my tongue off of your sweet little pussy." He pins me with a playful look.

"But that isn't fair." My voice wavers.

"It... is" between his words, he licks a thick strip with his tongue from my wet entrance to the sensitive apex with a torturous slow speed and my mind staggers in response.

With hooded eyes I watch his beautiful lips curve up in a smirk as if he can see through my poor soul, what effect that action had in my mind, clear as a sky and the sun of reasoning clouded in an instant.

Well, he will always know what effect he has on me. Also, the sight of his face- with that wicked gleam in his eyes- between my legs, I can't expect anything else.

And I lay in a frenzy no longer able to decide what's fair and what isn't, all I wanted was his tongue on me for a lot longer than it just was.

He tips his head towards the laptop silently commanding me to focus my eyes on it, knowing me very well that I won't argue anymore.

I do what he said. Now, all I can feel is his tongue lapping on the sensitive skin making my whole body shudder and moan under his spell. He pushes one finger inside me. Perfect pressure against my walls. The sensation runs through me like an electric current. Heighten every nerve ending on its way.

The power of a slowly building orgasm force my head to watch what he's doing to me and when I turn, his sharp eyes are already watching me like a hawk.

He stops.

He fucking stopped. All that I was just feeling ruined like a sand castle in a wind. A useless heap of sand was all that was left.

"Need another chance, baby?" he speaks up cheekily. I am mad. Annoyed. It probably shows on my face because he rasps out a laugh looking at me. I will keep this in mind when he is at my mercy.

"Yes."

Yes is all I can say. He resumes working on my pussy after I avert my eyes to the screen barely paying attention to the story. The tip of his tongue flicks on my swollen nub and my hands clutch on the cushion for my dear life. Head trying to stay put.

Soon he adds a second finger and then a third while sucking on my clit. Speeding up and edging me towards oblivion. My breathing is harsh, familiar feeling lingering at the base of my spine.

Long gone the soft moans, and screams of pleasure left my throat. My eyes flutter close on their own.

"Eyes on me now." His voice laced with pure lust and... Oh God, the contact of his heated gaze tips me off the edge. And I come. Hard. While chanting his name and whispering how good he makes me feel. Free falling into bliss.

"That's it. Good girl." He wisphers lowly with a strained voice. My body mourns the loss of his fingers. He looks at me and licks his fingers clean, tasting me. God, this man will be the death of me.

I pant, my chest falls and rises dramatically to catch my breath. It feels like I was drowning and I just made it to the surface.

He closes the laptop with a flip. I'm still in a trance when I hear the clank of his belt. I watch him settling between my legs, opening his button and zipper to free himself from the constraint. Pushing his pants slightly down. My fingers clutched his soft hair. My heart skips a couple of beats waiting and eager for him, banging on my ribs trying to leap out.

He placed the tip of his hard cock ready to be inside me but still not giving in, making me whimper. He kisses me, burning with desire, silent permission for carrying on what we started. He pauses to look me in the eye.

"How do you want me, hm? Gentle... or do you want me to fuck you hard?"

My breath got stuck somewhere in my lungs. Without breaking the trance of his gaze, I snake my hand down to hold his cock, pushing just the tip inside me. "Fuck me. Harder." I say, earning his amused-proud smile.

He sits upright and lifts my right leg to anchor it on his broad shoulder. He pushes inside me completely, inch by inch with a steady pace. It warms my heart that even if i gave him permission to be rough with me he knows It always takes me time to adjust to his sheer size. Both of us moan because of how fucking good it makes us feel. Bodies shuttering as he finally moves once i am ready.

This time he thrusts so hard it knocks the air out of my lungs. His hand trails up my stomach to my breasts, pinching my hard sensitive nipple making me cry out his name.

"Tell me, still think the things we do are boring?" He wraps his hand around my neck with a firm delicious pressure while the other one plays with my breast.

I shake my head unable to voice out coherent words. All I can do is float in the magic he creates. I reach out for him but he is a bit far. He slows down and frees my legs and guides my arms around his neck to be closer to me. He kisses me as if it has been days without it, picking up the pace where he left off.

He is still clothed. The picture of his clothed body over my naked one doing the most intimate things is erotic to me.

Though I want to touch him. Feel him. Closer than we already are. My hands fly toward the buttons of his shirt. Undoing each one of them until my hands find their home.

His muscles ripple and his body shudders when I drag my touch slowly to the south. Feeling every curve of his criminally toned body, finally reaching his ass to feel the intensity of his thrusts. He groans out a curse.

"See what you fucking do to me? You make me so impatient, can't even wait to undress before I fuck my wife's tight pussy."

He slams inside me with immense force. I sob hearing him say these things with such ease. No holding back. His dark side resurface with teasing words laced with sin itself, pouring out of his smart intellectual mouth. It always leaves me in awe.

"Namjoon..." I can't recognize my voice as I moan his name breathlessly.

"I'm so– so close, please." Tears leave my eyes as the plea leaves my lips. His thrusts become more rough and harder. His fingers reach my clit. Firm strokes and overstimulation finally cracks through me. i surrender to the climax for the second time this evening. I lost my count for the day as our morning started early today.

"I've got you. I've always got you, baby."

My walls squeeze him tight. He grunts with every jerk. With a louder moan he finishes and empties himself inside me. I love watching him loose control, how his beautiful face twists while he gives in to the pleasure. The way his heavy breaths fall on my skin. It makes my heart swell to watch him like that. A sheen of sweat makes him sparkle. Both our bodies limp as the energy drains out along with our shattering orgasms.

He pulls out and lays beside me. He grabs a tissue and gently cleans up the hot mess we made. He always insists on doing that even after my half hearted protests.

Securing his strong arms around me he brings me closer to his heaving chest. "Tired?" He asks in a whisper while kissing lightly on my shoulder.

I weekly nod to answer. "Really? I was thinking of another round," he says and we laugh wrapped into each other, both knowing that none of us barely have the energy left to move.

"Enough orgasms for today, Mr. Kim." I mumble. I turn towards him to hug him properly. The back rubs, his breathing and the beats of his heart makes my body relax without any effort.

"So how was your birthday?" his chest vibrates with his question.

I place a kiss on his heart and with a satisfied smile I answer, "The best I ever had."

• Author's note

~ Written by @covertlydark

Hope you like it. Do tell me in the comments if this gave you butterflies lol... or you know somthin' close to it. <3