#I lowkey needed to prove to myself that I did actually do a lot this year and I shouldn't beat myself up for the projects I didn't finish

[eleanorfenyxwrites]

2022 AO3 Stats Breakdown

(evidence of a mental breakdown as well??? who’s to say lol)

Total Wordcount (approximate*): 265,182 across 37 fics in 3 fandoms

Most popular (by hits): The Sculptor (9,391)

Most popular (by kudos): Professor Lan, Babysitter Extraordinaire (1,244)

Least popular (by hits): Life Is Short, Do Art (186 - this is also probably my actual least popular by kudos at 41, Far From an Imposition is so new it’s not surprising it’s still at the bottom)

Least popular (by kudos): Far From An Imposition (30)

Highest word count: Soldier, Poet, King (78,690 words and still going)

Lowest word count: Lan Xichen’s Romance Novel Brainrot (1,141 words)

*For all of these figures I won’t be including ‘Plans To Make’ or ‘You Are Of Their Ilk’, as they’re both from 2021 originally and they skew the numbers a lot since I’ve added chapters to them in 2022. But I’m too lazy to figure out how many words I dumped into both of them, and there’s no telling when all the kudos and hits and stuff are from, so I won’t bother, all of these fics were completely posted in 2022 (though some new ones are now going to bleed into 2023).

Fic Breakdown

NON-CQL/MDZS - 3 fics in total:

A Flower Most Rare and Don’t Let Him Go Alone (both Wenzhou, for Word of Honor) together make up 7,875 words of my total count.

Home Was a Dream for Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty is 1,413 words of the total.

CQL/MDZS - 34 fics in total:

3Zun (and the various twosomes within it) account for 14 / 34 fics, 140,501 words, over half the total wordcount by 7,910 words (~53% of the total).

They are, in descending order of hits:

Soldier, Poet, King (3zun)

Sworn Protections (Nieyao)

The Last Piece of a Really Shitty Puzzle (3zun but Nieyao don’t like each other)

War Manners (Nieyao)

Pull No Punches (3zun)

Awkward and Uptight (3zun but focus is on Nieyao reconciling)

Looking For My Family (3zun)

Jaegers Are Not Meant For That (3zun)

Hope Is Home and the Heart Is Free (3zun)

Sticky Summer Kisses (Nielan)

Honey-Sweet and Heavy (3zun)

Starlight Within Will Guide (3zun at the end, mostly LXC-centric)

Restraint (Xiyao)

Far From An Imposition (Nieyao)

Wangxian fics account for 8 / 34 fics, 51,763 words, which is just shy of 20% of the total wordcount (roughly 19.5%, so not quite a fifth).

They are, in descending order of hits:

The Sculptor (Modern AU - 1970′s)

Professor Lan, Babysitter Extraordinaire (Modern AU)

Together, Or Not At All (Post-canon)

Hot House Husband Speedrun (Modern AU)

Yiling Laozu’s Moving Castle (Howl’s Moving Castle AU)

Feel You Feeling Me Feeling You Etc. Etc. (Post-canon)

Down the Gutter Here I Go (13 year gap)

Other Delights (Modern AU - late 1990′s or early 2000′s)

I had a surprising number of fics featuring various ships with Jiang Cheng in them, they account for 7 / 34 fics, 25,936 words, just shy of 10% (9.7%) of the total wordcount.

They are, in descending order of hits:

Lan Xichen’s Romance Novel Brainrot (Xicheng from LXC’s POV)

Thank You, and I’m Sorry (SangCheng from both POV’s, though the focus is Nie brother bonding/reconciliation after an argument and SangCheng have already been married for quite some time)

Indigo (ChengQing from both POV’s, but mostly WQ)

How Vicious You Are (ChengYao - lovers to enemies trope so it’s in the past)

Grannies Are To Be Feared (ChengQing from JC’s POV)

‘In-Law’ is a Two-Word Horror Story (SangCheng from both POV’s)

Research Is a Love Language (SangCheng from both POV’s but mostly JC’s)

There are a few fics that I wrote this year that aren’t very shippy at all, are a rarepair, or focus on the ensemble and various ships equally so they’re a bit harder to classify. Together they all account for the last 5 / 34 fics, 37,694 words, roughly 14% of the total wordcount.

They are, in descending order of hits:

Tales From Jianghu Shopping Center (Ensemble - Wangxian, Sangcheng, and Nielan are all hinted at but not established within the fic)

Technically a Cutsleeve? (Mo Xuanyu/Lan Jingyi set in my fix-it universe, specifically)

Objective Complete - Now What? (Ensemble - Wangxian, 3zun, and Chengqing are all present, as well as Lan Jingyi’s and Jin Guangshan’s POV’s)

Why Not Me? (Lan Qiren raising a young Lan Jingyi during the 13-year gap, so it focuses on family dynamics)

Life Is Short, Do Art (Lan Xichen-centric, very brief character study)

With all that said - what did I actually write?

Unconnected oneshots: 23*

Connected Oneshots: 9**

Chaptered fics: 5

* - ‘Looking For My Family’ is technically a standalone oneshot, but could very easily fit into the universe of my Modern 3zun Sunshot AU ‘All Dreams Were Worth Keeping’ as my characterizations/headcanons for how their relationship and family dynamics work doesn’t really differ from one to the other.

** - ‘Tales from Jianghu Shopping Center’ is technically a connected oneshot because it’s a oneshot that is the central work of my strip mall universe, but that makes it feel more like a chaptered fic to me because it’s the main work that all the rest of the shopping mall extras spoke out from like any of my other universes of extras born from my chaptered fics.

So -- big year for one-shots! I did a few different writing challenges/events this year, which was a lot of fun and something I’ve never done before. 18 / 23 of the unconnected one-shots were written for MXTX Reverse Trope Fest (10), Polyshipping Week 2022 (5), Fandom Trumps Hate (2), and the MDZS Mixtape Exchange (1). I think that might be why I feel like I didn’t write nearly as much as I did -- I did fairly quick little bite-sized fics for my own sake (except for where there were minimum wordcounts set for FTH) and they really add up all together but they didn’t feel like much as I was writing them, especially since most of what I did last year in comparison was so focused on my 3zun fix-it universe and the Modern Sunshot AU, both of which are nearly 200k word universes apiece.

This year I had really wanted to finish both Plans To Make and You Are Of Their Ilk, so I’m a bit sad that I didn’t manage to get them done before the end of the year. Both because they’re stories I definitely want to tell, but also because they’re my two most popular fics and I feel bad that they just also happen to be the two ongoing wips that I have that I update the least frequently lol. People are always so nice in the comments and stuff though and say that they’ll subscribe and wait patiently for whenever the inspiration hits me, which is lovely and reassuring. But still - over a thousand people are subscribed to both of them. The pressure is on 😂

Last, but not least:

What did I enjoy writing the most this year?

It’s a tie between two of them!

I really really loved the process of speed-writing The Sculptor in a hazy, frantic three days of pure inspiration, and then posting it daily over the course of a week and a half. I loved having something already completely finished to post on such a quick, dedicated schedul. Everyone was also super lovely in the comments both during and after posting, I got so much good community connection with people for whom the story really resonated, especially Queer people, which I absolutely adored. Particularly people who were thrilled to see representation for both lavender marriages and closeted lesbians in heterosexual marriages, which we tend to think of as outdated these days but there are absolutely still so many people in both types of relationships, whether by their own choice or for their own safety or what have you. So that one felt really special, plus I’m still just as in love with Ceru’s artwork that sparked the whole thing as I was when I started writing the fic. (Everyone say thank you @ceru-draws for the STUNNING artwork that inspired the fic, go reblog it and love on it if you haven’t already. Actually go love on all of their art, it’s all wonderful and they deserve it.)

And finally -- Tales From Jianghu Shopping Center, my beloved. It’s such a low-stakes, easygoing kind of universe to write that it genuinely relaxes me, and it makes me really happy when I get a new idea for an extra or something to add to it. I love using it as an excuse to wax poetic and romanticize about the mundane American nearly-rural suburbia I grew up with in the Deep South, and it’s been really fun to see how many other people resonate with it despite it being weirdly niche. It’s also been a fun exercise in building believable atmosphere/settings, since that’s mostly the goal and the (very minimal) plotline is very much secondary to the Vibes. I love me some Vibes (now everyone say thank you @lansplaining for the god-tier post that inspired that whole universe)

Thank you everybody for a really fun year of writing fic, here’s to even more in 2023 (I hope) ♥♥

[belching-bellies]

Pizza Date

This is a kink fic! If you're not into the things listed below, it's probably not going to be for you

Contains: burping, belly rubs, mild stuffing, brief alcohol mention, gender-neutral narrator

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James and I did go on our real date, and it was so much better than I expected it to be. And I had pretty high expectations. He's so sweet and being with him makes me so happy.

Since then, we've been spending a lot of time together, and it's been great. Physical touch is both of our love languages, and with the amount of cuddling and physical affection, I feel like I'm not touch-starved for the first time in my life.

I haven't told him that I have a thing for his burps, but sometimes when we're cuddling I'll rub his belly and feel the gas rush up into his chest. He usually stifles the belches but I always wish he didn't.

Tonight, we have a date planned. It's gonna be pretty lowkey -- I'm just going over to his place for dinner and a movie. The relationship is still new, so I still get occasional butterflies around him. I want to surprise him, so I stop by the store on the way and pick up a 12-pack of beers. Knowing him, we'll probably finish it by the end of the night.

I get to his apartment and he greets me at the door with a kiss. I resist the urge to push him up against the wall right then -- that can wait until later.

"So what kind of pizza do you want?"

"I like pepperoni but I don't really care. What do you want to get?"

James smiles at me, "It's up to you. I'm getting myself a second pizza."

I look at him in disbelief.

"What?" he says, "you don't think I can eat a whole pizza on my own?"

"I would like to see you try," I tease, but he doesn't know that I would in fact like that very much.

James puts in the order for two pizzas, and we break out the beers while we wait for the food to arrive. Both of us have empty stomachs, so we start to feel a little tipsy after just a couple drinks. We're cuddling on the couch, and I place my hand on his chest. When he drinks, I can feel the fizzy liquid traveling down through his esophagus.

James has never been shy, and he's letting out small burps every so often. Occasionally, I'll respond to one of his belches by patting his stomach lightly.

The pizza eventually does arrive, and when Jason stands up, the movement shakes loose a respectable belch:

"buhh-UURRRRPP"

I'm glad he's walking away by then, because I'm definitely blushing.

James comes back about five minutes later with two pizzas: a pepperoni for me and a supreme for him.

"I've gotta say, James, I will be impressed if you can actually finish this whole pizza"

He grins back at me. "Challenge accepted."

He eats a lot faster than I do, and I wonder if his stomach will be feeling okay later. I think about saying something about slowing down, but I don't. By the time I'm done with my second slice, he's nearly halfway through his pizza.

James sets down his fifth slice, places a hand on the upper part of his belly, and leans back on the couch, breathing a little more shallowly than before.

"You feeling okay, babe?"

"Yeah, I just..." he raises his beer to his lips, takes a couple swallows, then lets out the loudest burp I've ever heard come from him.

"hhhuuUUUURRRRRgghUUUUURRRPPP"

He lets out a sigh of relief, then looks at me. "I- *uurrp* I fucking needed that"

I put my hand on his belly. I can feel it grumbling, struggling to cope with the speed at which he's eating. He hiccups a couple times, then lets out a soft burp. I give his belly a couple of pats, then return to my own beer.

He picks up his slice to continue working on it, but now it's my turn to belch. I can feel the carbonation working its way through my stomach, and I try to stifle the burps behind my fist.

"You know, you don't have to be embarrassed about burping around me. I've been doing it more than you have"

I know this, and I want to tell him that it's different because I'm into it, but I hold myself back. But to prove that I understand his point, I jiggle my belly and work up the biggest belch I can. James nods, looking amused, and cuddles closer to me. I notice that his hand comes to a rest on my slightly bloated belly, and for a second, I wonder if that's on purpose.

The rest of the night goes by uneventfully. We keep eating and drinking, and by the time the movie ends, James has nearly finished his whole pizza. He's slowed down considerably, and as he finishes the second to last slice I can tell his stomach is a lot more bloated than it was an hour ago. He's letting out little burps every couple minutes, ones I can only hear because we're so close together.

"One more slice, you got this babe."

We're both just past tipsy, and I'm feeling a little impulsive.

"I bet I can finish a slice faster than you" This isn't a fair competition, but Jason is competitive and I know he's going to accept. I go easy on him, but I'm still surprised when he beats me.

He lets out a sick-sounding burp through his last bite, then groans and lays back on the couch.

"Okay, I gotta admit that was impressive." I'm telling the truth, but I don't mention that it also turns me on.

James doesn't respond, just grabs my hand and places it on his full, rounded belly. I get the hint, and I start gently rubbing it. I slip my hand under his shirt. The skin feels taut, and I can feel the beer sloshing inside of him every time he repositions. I feel out his stomach with my palms, occasionally pressing into a particularly tight spot. Sometimes, I can feel the trapped gas rush upwards into his throat and then come out as a satisfying-sounding belch.

Eventually, James' burps start to slow down, and I lay down behind him, spooning him, hand on his belly. We eventually fall asleep like that, bellies full, cuddling on his couch.

[whyreyousoobsessedwithme]

spoilers 499-501, was really busy with a lot of shit and my body was in too much pain because I've been pushing myself too much. Need one of those ASMR massages from hell ASAP. Anywayss 👇🏻

- Sujin baby confirmed

- This fucker really thought Seongji would help him? And rolled down the hill, really? He's scared of being a murderer but not a rapist? "Is that mine too?" my actual ass.

- Because Seonji lived in the mountains without any proper education, he probably didn't even know why Sujin's pants were off.

- Charles probably had something to do with Mujin's death, too, tbh because this is very suspicious. Where exactly did he retrieve this from? And by "our goods," do they mean the Shaman's or the Yamazaki clan's?

- Does this mean that he did cheat on Vin's mom?

- Yujin really is diabolical, but I'm lowkey happy they put Taejin in this hell and that it's only criminals in there.

- Girlypop, this ain't an excuse. I wanna see Duke's apology after all this is over. ✋🏼

- To think a yakuza heir became a petty thug collecting protection money.

- WHERE IS MARY? PTJ REALLY!!

- This fucking gremlim!!! This just proves that he was planning on going against charles from the start. 😒

- Yeah, I lowkey think it's gun that's going to die, not goo. And clearly, he thinks so too. I think Charles connection with the Yamazaki clan definitely has something to do with it. If I'm correct, the Yamazaki clan is based on the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan, which was one of the strongest yakuza at one point and ruled Japan. But eventually, due to harsh laws and low memebers, it slowly fell apart.

Gun was clearly preparing for his downfall since the start. At first, I thought wanting someone to kill him was just a taunt.

- I don't like Jamess Lee, but something about Chalres reffering to him as a dog isn't sitting well with me. Why has he been"raising" James Lee? Why did James look so numb and defeated while admitting this?

[pearldog30]

Rodolfo (Rudy) Parra head Cannon

Since my last HC in my personal opinion did well. I was not expecting to get any hearts or anything (which I really appreciate it, and thank you all so much. people don't realize how much it really means to new writing like myself.) I'm making another one, and I'm making it on a character that I don't feel like gets enough credit our boy Rudy love him so much! This is also on the more realistic side I try with all my HCS to make them realistic.

Master list

Warnings| none that I know of, and as always let me know if I got the tags right.

1,000% his love song (if the link doesn't work cuz I know sometimes it doesn't it's all of me by John legend slow and reverb)

I feel like out of all the cod men he would be like the least "abusive" one. he would actually go out of his way and take precautionary measures to deal with his trauma/PTSD and all the shit he has to see cuz let's be honest. not a lot of people can handle what he sees on the daily.

He's also insecure about the scars on his body, from fights. not only do they bring bad memories, but he also doesn't want to scare you with them.

Concentrated to popular belief. he's not that emotional since he's always going to therapy, and dealing with his emotions, he's very much mentally drained. (but in a good way. And that's why you're there to give him a warm hug, and just let him lay there and soak in the moment to gather his thoughts.) he would also love it if you went with him, just so he can prove to you he's actually doing very good in therapy and making a difference.

he's also the most easy to earn his trust, and get to know him and get to be a part of his life. (but if you backstab him. or any of the people he loves, and mistreat his trust, there will be hell to pay you don't fuck with him. or his loves ones people learned that the hard way.) but don't be mistaken there's still that little wall he has up due to his job.

Also I feel like there'd be barely any fights, but if there are (because let's be honest no relationship is perfect) he straight up ignores you, and gives you the silent treatment. until y'all can go your separate ways, clear your heads and then have a conversation and talk it through, he wholeheartedly believes on communication is key.

He's also high key the most patient one, and level-headed out of all the guy's. despite him being Hispanic.

With him being so patient he's the one you need the most when you need to vent/rant/etc. and he'll help you through it rather it be giving you ways to deal with it, or just listening to you, he's there. (you will keep putting him in a trance because he's so in love)

I feel like he's also gotten taken advantage of in past relationships so he's clingy as hell.(he's low-key got abandonment issues and has a terrible anxiety about you leaving him because he isn't "good enough")

Also high key A MAMA'S BOY! (you cannot tell me otherwise.) and with him being a mama's boy he treats you so goddamn well, Straight up Queen treatment. Accidentally got you the wrong thing at the store, oh he'll make it his mission like the world's coming to an end. and will go back and get you the right one even if you beg him not because it was just a misunderstanding mistake.

With him being a mama's boy if you earn her trust, (if you thought earning his trust was hard, OH BABY. you have no idea how hard it is earning his mama's with his job she's always low-key looking out for him rather it be partners/job/day to day life.) and if she falls in love with you. OH HELL YOU BETTER WATCH OUT he ain't ever letting you go.

He's also an amazing cook. like man's straight up grew up in the kitchen with his grandma, and Mama. (cooking is like a sad, but good memory for him. since his grandma passed away it's a way for him to honor her.) oh you want some soup💥 BAM💥 it's right there in front of you. you don't even have to be sick just you alone mentioning you're hungry and he's right there on it.

He lowkey sometimes smokes after a rough mission. (nobody knows about it other than the guys, not even you he doesn't want you worrying about his health.)

Love language, words of affirmation, physical touch.

If you read all this thank you so much! I'm sorry this one wasn't a long one. But I hope it was good I tried my hardest. Reblogs and comments are always much appreciated 🖤

[whiskeysmulti]

Let’s see… how to start with Fiore. When she first saw him, she did feel a bit intimidated and scared—but that can also be attributed to the fact that their first meeting, she was already being hassled by some goons so she was like ‘oh dear, just my luck. Another one.’ He did quickly prove her wrong though. He also was very quick to shoot lol, but given her father/brother, she’s not all that scared by guns as a concept? She was more impressed. Then knowing he has a bit of a gentleman-esque attitude to him, there is a feeling of being impressed and feeling secure when she looks at him.

Admittedly, she does feel a bit confused when he treats her nicely or is polite/gentlemanly towards her as she’s not all that used to it. (Lore context time hohoh) Fiore had a bit of a tomboyish streak when she was younger? A bit more wild and energetic. You may think that’s okay but for the time period, that certainly doesn’t bode well. So at some point, after some ladies had spoken ill about her, that’s when Fiore’s mother started becoming very strict with her. She can’t have a daughter be the reason she gets looked down upon by other ladies in the social circle. Still, some old impressions are hard to forget, so many people still associate Fiore with how she was when she was younger.

It doesn’t help that her temper does tend to leak when she’s around her brother or around people who have known her since forever. So, a lot of the guys who grew up around her, a lot of them don’t really treat her like they would your average lady. They kinda bring up her past as a way to upset her because it’s funny to them to see what they can do to make her façade crack. They make it into a game of sorts. Also talked about the whole thing with the military, and so some of the guys there treat her like thirsty wolves if her father isn’t around. In other words, she’s not used to being treated decently. Sadge.

All this to say, when she sees him, she does feel a bit of confusion as well as gratitude. He treats her like a regular person ought to be treated and so she feels comfortable around him. So this brings about a thought that he’s just a really nice person, despite how he looks. So, she has the image of him being a kind person who isn’t afraid to just assert a strong foot if needed. She hasn’t yet clued into the fact that he likes her. Due to the fact that she feels that she herself is lacking, she doesn’t think he’d like her romantically. She often is in trouble when they meet, so it’s more likely (in her mind) that he lowkey feels annoyed by her.

So, there is a bit of insecurity and anxiety she feels when she sees him because she thinks lowly about herself. That said, why does she continue to meet with him anyways? It’s probably due to the fact that he’s nice to her and has been patient with her up until now, so she also feels hope that maybe he would find her okay to be with. I hurt myself with this. ((OOC: I uh… failed to keep it UNDER 12, but I managed to STOP at 12? That sound count for something))

Describe how your Muse feels when they look at my Muse.- no longer accepting!

.Whiskey. 'Just my luck, another one.' lmfao! But you did bring up some valid points. Looking at the time frame, there were societal norms to adhere to and neither of them fit the bill. Fiore being deemed unladylike and a bad choice for a wife, G was probably considered your standard hoodlum at the time as well. But they both have that layer underneath that they see in each other, G seeing a potential wife in Fiore and Fiore realizing in spite of his looks and roughness he's still a gentleman with her and nothing like actual hoodlums she's put up with.

Lol I recall us talking about that though that Fiore might not get the hint that he likes her and is thinking something akin to "oh G's a really nice guy." just for Asari or Giotto or someone else in the family to be like "Him? Nice? Are we talking about the same guy?" Which is a wonderful way to find out all the potential shit your new bf has possibly done and not told you, but also plays up the fact that no matter how much you think you know a guy, you don't know him like his boys do.

And yes, they both have their own insecurity I think and I feel like that's something they can help each other heal from. Just constant reassurance that this is their own choice, to hell with what their families wanted for them, because considering my headcanons for G I feel like he's estranged from his family possibly for his own reasons, or another route I thought of taking with it to bounce off the fact that Fiore at first feared they might be hostile to military forces as well as the cops, what if G had a military background in his family too. Like what if he came from an Army family and his dad had all this ambition of turning him into a soldier and it failed? How do you think that would work with her?

[boredymcbored]

Stream O'

conscious journaling.

That's what we're on, right? What I'm on?

I'm in another "dig deep into self care" era and I think a grandeur part of me would be happy to know that this comes from a place of being proactive. Imagine me, proactive?

Yeah well I wanna have more control again. I liked when I was in control. I just got jaded by it, by lack of reward for hardwork, from lack of support. Those years in college where I saw the worst students get rewarded and I was told I don't do shit really ruined me huh?

But I'm tired of that ruling me.

I think of the joy in the moments of life where I felt my autonomy and felt like I knew what I was doing, even if I really wasn't. It was joyus, free and freeing. I kinda tapped into it traveling so much lately and really determining where I went and what I did. I controlled my own destiny for sure. And it was so freeing. There were true moments of being absolutely care free.

Now sobering thoughts swirl around. The weather is changing back to darkness. Robert has passed. My mother isn't working again. I gotta step up and really get into the workforce.

That last sentence woulda killed me and my outlook before. I gotta go into traditional work?? Ew.

But it was the type of work that really killed me. Getting into work with what I'm doing now tho? Lowkey I'm geeked!

For years I've looked as sports as being one of my options of getting in front of that camera and shining and, well, life has been weird in delivering that. I was going to go to American University at a point, I wrote articles on the side, my Spot on Sports and EsportsXtra things. I was just doing them. Not knowing where it'd go. Guys, I've wanted to be all types of things from comedy to acting and so much more.

But sports enthusiasm and obsession has been a constant in my life and this time.. it's clearly revealed itself as the next path for me. Esports, it just feels like I could never really climb like I wanted to there. There's no applying for positions, everything is networking and knowing people and LUCK. Which is fine cause all work is to an extent, but being a black woman that isn't a pro in the space felt so fucking limiting. I had to prove myself constantly. Which I'm very unafraid go do, I've been doing it my ENTIRE life, but it felt so completely funneled. And frankly, I didn't have nearly the support system I needed. Some shooters that I'm entirely indebted to and love but jesus not enough. I've had to stand alone a LOT.

I think that's why doing my streaming thing felt so.. right? Why I feel sports is possible now?

Kiki and Hannah, whether they are thirst following or not, coming in and just being around, respecting what I have to say, shit that helped. And back in the day, having Jay and OG and BB and Awillie REALLY respect what I say? Man that felt great. They've been pros pros and them saying they love my takes, jesus I must really know what I'm talking about. Reconnecting with them and Larry moving me from part time camera to full time? Saying my enthusiasm makes the show better??!!! BRO I'M THE SHIT?

And people sticking around and LOVING my sports content. Just me, even when they aren't around, they love what I say. My hard work understanding sports I haven't played, my passion and jokes being appreciated. Man, I know what I'm talking about too, huh?

That shit inspires me. I kinda always felt on my backfoot in esports and although I have my own anxieties about my lack "journalist" badge whilst carving my way into aport journalism, I have a lot to my resume people don't. I have the respect of people that do journalism for a living. People that work behind the scenes in the sports world. People that actually fucking played of have played!

I'm that girl bro. Sometimes I forget, but I really am.

And that's why I like journaling because I need a reminder for the things that are ahead. I know once it really hit hits that Rob is gone I'm going to really sad. I know that the stress of applying in a field that's new to me is going to make me self doubt. I know that actually WORKING in that field will cause me to get antsy too. The lack of sun outside will bring my thoughts to darker places. The stress of Mom neing unemployed will be thrust into my lap whether I like it or not. I'm gonna have to step up. Big time.

But, I believe.

The path I'm on, it feels clearer than ever. Before I felt like someone lost at sea with no sense of what's up or down. I had no real career or life direction. My motivations were always some lofty idea rather than a tangible item out my reach.

Now I see it; where I want to be, how to get after it. And the fact that I've carved a path towards this despite no experience, no degree in it, no connection prior to doing what I've done? Shit I did the hardest part already. The can't do shit voice is officially null and void cause in 5 years, I've done so much more than even I thought I could do. And that's with my being riddled with self doubt and fear. Imagine me with confidence???

So, even if I'll have moments where I know I won't be ready, I am. And me trying to get ahead of the stress and fear by taking care of myself now just proves I've grown. Everything I've done before this moment was leading to this. Even during times where I feel I'll crashout, which will probably be inevitable, I have nothing to fear overall cause I have the tools to get it done. It isn't new. I know what I need.

Doing it, that's the hardest part. But that isn't hard, if I don't look at it like that. Nothing you've done before really is. It can be different, I might have issues readjusting since I've changed since I first started it. Starting over can be frustrating since I'm not where I was before I had to prioritize other stuff.

But maybe it can be fun too. Reconnecting with a past me. Finding my "free" again. Finding the me I want to be and reconnecting with it. In a way, I'm already the exact version of me I wanted to be years ago. I might have some tuning up to be an even better version, but I'm still the me I wanted.

And realizing that makes me so happy.

Cheers to me for being that and wishing myself well on the journey to navigate whatever new issues might arise to realize even more of that 'me'.

You're doing great kid. And you still have so much more great left to do 🥰

[lqfiles]

as a cowboy the wind is my home 🤠🤠🤠

idk what that was anyways hi sending you ANOTHER ASK TO PROVE IM NOT DEAD.

i can’t uh explain…. the trust issues thing, i feel like some of my followers follow you too so i don’t wanna accidentally reveal myself but let’s just say i did a certain plot twist in one of my stories that nobody really saw coming and my inbox got blown up and i got really overwhelmed 💀💀💀😤😤😤 (i just revealed a lot YALL CAN’T EXPOSE ME OKAY)

man. winhyuck… my beloved. SM DOESNT GIVE THEM ANY CONTENT AT ALL WHICH is why i don’t blame you. but it’s fairly obvious especially during nct u eras where everyone’s together, like haechan always wants to sit next to winwin, when they were doing that relay hour thing, haechan fr went “I WANNA HAVE MY TIME NEXT TO WINWINS” (and that didn’t even happen bc originally they were together and then winwin traded his time) and on stage when they perform concerts together he’s quite clingy to winwin (as well as others so i see where you’re coming from)

i only really see it bc im obsessed with winwin, hence the multiple pcs i bought… of him. ahahahah. BUT ALSO FOR SOME REASON MOST OF MY FRIENDS ARE HAECHAN BIASED? like idk where y’all came from but (not that im complaining) my irl bestie is haechan biased, a lot of my online friends are haechan biased, you are haechan biased, i’m literally surrounded. so i do pay attention to like winhyuck interactions bc… omg… look… it’s us… 🥺🥺

i also feel like haechan misses winwin a lot bc he’s “no longer in 127” (fuck sm) and so he cherishes the moments he gets to be with winwin. plus winwin actually reciprocates haechan’s advances in comparison to other people (ahem taeil)

sorry i love yapping i could yap about them and winwin for hours i just spent 20 minutes yapping to my boyfriend about how park jisung is not han jisung but i think he’s close enough tbh he put in the effort

anyways i hope u get a job omg have fun? MAKE THAT BAG GIRL and fr everyone needs to stay healthy get good rest get good sleep get good food and touch grass. love u 🫶🫶

- 🤠 who is still alive (for now)

omg you lowkey ate that.. you move like the wind OKAYYYY

OMGGG a good ol plot twist no one saw coming WELL DONE but now i might have dig the nct tags and search for your account because i’m lowkey nosy hsjdhdjdj

the way you feel about winhyuck is how i feel about markwoo and markmin, no one gets our nugu pairs but its okay because we see further than the normal human eye does, we can scope these little interactions out WE KNOW WHAT REAL FRIENDSHIP IS!!!

i feel like people who bias haechan all have some kind of sassiness to them like we truly are in the sassy apocalypse and haechan is lowkey to blame for it (endearingly of course) anyways all my moots are haechan biased too which is why i love sfs even if they got a bad rep like ILL STICK BESIDE MY COUSINS (sometimes..) hsjdkdk this is so funny tho because the way you act about winhyuck is exactly how i act about markmin this is sick 😭😭😭

THAT JISUNG PARAGRAPH IS HSKDHSKJEKWNKS he puts effort in is so 😭😭😭😭 we freaking love you PARK JISUNG URI GOAT ONE OF A KIND ❤️❤️

HOPING I GET THAT BAG TOO AAAGHHHH my fist pay check i will be buying new clothes and hopefully a new sims pack YES LORD hope you have a good day too ILY <333

[satans-codpiece]

Okay so I proved myself wrong, about me saying I'm dropping everything I'm doing to read your stuff. I found out about Eleven Years Chpt. 5 in the morning and had to go to work RIP. Needless to say I was very distracted and as soon as I got home I got ON IT-

Bit of a shame for my wireplay obsessed ass you didn't go a bit harder on that but GOd it was still hell of a ride. Reader getting handsy after the fucking and Ram not handling it well™ was.... oooooof. I'm so normal-

I guess since I got on the EY hype train, mind if I just, go nuts a little more??? I could be biased here cuz Ramram, but HOW did you actually, genuinely make me feel sad for the captor in a Stockholm syndrome scenario????? HELLO???? What wizardry did you pull to do that??????? Like yeah Ram kidnapped reader and is lowkey torturing them without fully realizing it, but he's so awfully genuine with everything else????????????

And just. Okay slightly late to the party but in chpt. 4, the conversation about Ram being afraid of touch both to not accidentally harm reader AND the reputation of his model is just....... When I read that, my reaction could only be described as going absolutely fucking feral. Bro do not EVER worry about characterization again because jeSUS CHRIST-

I actually ended up showing that set of paragraphs to a friend that isn't in this fandom much (likes a different hero a whole lot and is loosely aware of everyone else, kind of like me actually lol) aaaaand their reaction was pretty much the same as mine-

And to not ignore what you replied with my last anon ask bc lordy I'd feel bad: ... I mean.... if you wanna build up to a big piv scene.... *glosses over your WIP list* I can see Hanakaki going there pretty easily, without all the painful emotional mindfuckery that comes with kidnapping...

LMAO I feel like Blizz employees (the creative art-related team, to be more accurate) are not really allowed to interact with fandom so their ideas don't get influenced by fanon and therefore the company does not get accused of stealing ideas or whatever. BUT, here's a funny idea... since these people write fanfiction that is actually canon... Can you imagine someone writing out their dirtiest fantasies and said writing having to be actually archived at Blizz because intellectual property LOOOOOL-

soBBING THAN K YOU this was such a delight to open my inbox to!!!

hehehe for what it's worth, if I do end up writing the prequel there will be a bigger focus on wireplay (given that it's before he's made any modifications to himself) :3c

but ah I'm so glad you sympathized with Ramattra because that's exactly what I wanted!! He's done something awful- is doing something awful- but he's doing it because he loves you so much. Everything he's done, he's done because he's had a hard life and you were one of so few good things he's had. I really wanted the reader (ie the real people not the stand in character) to have... complicated feelings about this version of Ramattra.

and ;_; thank you... being OOC is truly just my nightmare of writing, I need my blorbos to be perfectly canon-aligned (or explicitly AU'd) or I'll die.

but in particular fjdshg yes! When Ramattra was actually striving for peace, he had to work against such heavy biases against him simply because of his model (both the vendor in Nepal and Nameless make comments on him being an r-7000 as soon as he meets them), so he must be acutely aware that he is treated differently than other omnics.

HAHAHA it's SO funny of all my WIPs you mention hanahaki... because 1) Hanahaki is actually like 4 paragraphs from being done and 2) there isn't a shred of nsfw in it! I wrote it just to write some angsty pre-relationship stuff, but ultimately just is emotional porn, nothing physical.

Ah that's probably to some degree true! I'd love to see someone working w Blizz just. sit on all their nsfw fics and works until they quit and be like. 'haha yeah i JUST made all these. definitely not under contract w Blizz dont worry about it :>' [piles of concept Ramattra porn fall out of their jacket]

[enhaheeseung]

Angel pt.2 l. heeseung

Pairing: stripper heeseung X college graduate y/n reader.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, rough sex, mentions of alcohol, cursing, vulgar language, mentions of cheating, lots of angst, spitting kink, fluff, breeding kink. dirty talk, choking kink, daddy kink kind of, I think that’s it. If there is more, feel free to let me know.

contains hard dom heeseung, sub reader, brief mentions of jake, toxic relationship kinda, major time skip. (long-distance relationship.)

Summary: none cause I’m just so bad at them it’s embarrassing.

word count: 15,042 (lowkey proud of myself)

angel pt.1

masterlist

confessional

grab your popcorn cause this is a long one, besties🍿🥤

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Ever since you confessed to each other, you just couldn’t keep your hands off of him. the same could be said for him as well. Every morning at 2 am, right on the dot, you found yourself wrapped up in his arms, completely surrendering yourself to him. Being with him was the highlight of your every day. after all the studying and stress, he was always there to take care of you, to meet your every single need, and to help you unwind. Getting together with him was like clockwork.

But the deadline was coming. You only had one day before your departure, you contemplated just leaving without a single word, but every time the thought crossed your mind, it made your heart sink. You couldn’t just go without saying goodbye. But, unfortunately, there wasn’t anything that you could do. The dates had already been set.

You had to follow your dreams if he was there or not. Though you didn’t know how long you would be able to last without him. You had already gotten in way too deep.

And there was just one more thing you wanted to cross off your list of things to do with him.

Since the very beginning, the two of you never went all the way. But you had to make love with him just one time before you left him.

Your want overpowered your better judgment.

You figured there’s no better time to bring it up than right here right now. Even though he just gave you one of the best orgasms of your life, you still needed to feel him and connect with him like you never had before. one day was left, and you were going to make the most of it.

“so…. you started out slightly afraid of his answer. “when are we going to go all the way?” you looked up at him, rubbing small soothing circles on his chest, while he stared up at the ceiling.

His ears perked up.

“I thought you’d never ask,” he smiled down at you. “truthfully, I wanted to on the first night” there was no point in denying it.

You were not expecting that answer. But he was giving you the green light, and you took it.

You got up from on top of him and straddled his waist.

“Why don’t we start now?” he placed his hands on your thighs, signaling you to stay still.

“Something wrong? You ask him.

“Absolutely not. It’s just I don’t want our first time to be here. Let’s take this back to my place, where there’s an actual bed” he wanted everything to be perfect for his first time with you. he definitely wasn’t going to make love with you at some low-class place like a strip club.

Sure, that’s where he worked. But his standard for you was much higher than his standard for himself.

You got off of him dressing properly.

“let’s get going, shall we?” he grabbed your hand, leading you out of the club. He had already wrapped up everything before you got there.

Whenever you came over, which was every day. he always wanted the last thing he did to be you.

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You couldn’t even breathe the air of his apartment in before his lips were already sewn onto yours. You loved his kisses the most, even if they were sloppy and uncoordinated, or the ones where he would really focus on your lips. His kisses were the best, and they always will be.

You both tripped and stumbled your way to his bedroom, removing your clothing in the process, which proved to be rather difficult, but he couldn’t care less when he was with you.

He’d do anything it took to have you.

He pushed you to lay on his bed, positioning himself between your legs. You could feel his bulge pressed against you already, and as many times as you had him, you could never get used to the feelings he invoked in you.

Your heart was already racing in anticipation.

He reconnected his lips to yours, and it was as if he couldn’t get enough of the way your tongue traced over his bottom lip or how you’d swirl your tongue around his perfectly. he was absolutely stoked about making love to you. But if the only thing he could do was kiss you, he wouldn’t think twice about it.

He put his hand between your legs and started rubbing at your bud, gathering your slick on his fingers, wasting no time, he stuck two fingers in, your wetness being enough lubricant to slide them in easily, he thrust his fingers in and out of you slowly, relishing in the feeling of your warm walls sucking his fingers inside of you.

“open up,” he all but moaned into your mouth. He gathered his saliva and spat inside your mouth before attaching his lips to yours once again.

You moaned into the kiss while he continued to finger you, his thumb never leaving your now swollen clit.

He could feel you tightening around his fingers. You try to pull away to warn him of your approaching orgasm, but he could already tell from the way your walls were pulsating.

You couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by how fast he could have you coming.

“go ahead and let go for me. You’re always such a good girl,” after a few more encouraging words from him. Mixed with his warm fingertips brushing against that one special spot inside of you had your climax washing over you faster than it ever had before. You were seeing stars for the second time that night. Every orgasm he gave to you was always better than the previous.

He pulled his fingers away gently.

“you always look so sexy when you come undone for me” you hid your face with your hands, too embarrassed to make eye contact with him.

“Funny how you can stare into my soul when you’re sucking the life out of me, but when you come, you can’t even look my way,” he pouted, faking disappointment.

“well, if you can make me come again, I’ll make sure to look at you the whole time,” you challenged him.

“easy,” he rubbed his cock all over your pussy lips, gathering your juices. Knowing just how much of an impact he had on you.

“wait,” you were starting to worry a little. You’ve never done something like this before. You knew he would always take care of you. But your nerves were getting the best of you.

“are you okay? If you don’t want to, we can stop” he rubbed your cheek with the back of his hand to comfort you.

“no. I do, but it’s just that you’ll be my first,” you admit hoping that he wouldn’t think any different of you.

You couldn’t tell what he was thinking. He just sat there frozen, staring down at you.

He withdrew away from you a little to collect himself.

“y/n, I’m so sorry. I should have known. god, I’m so stupid.” he was beating himself up because he never thought about how you were feeling. “I only thought about what I wanted. I’m so selfish.”

“Hey, don’t say that. I want you right now more than anything in this whole entire world. You’re not stupid. There’s no way you could have known, and you’re not selfish either. You always make sure I’m fully taken care of and feeling good. just promise me you’ll be gentle.”

From then on, he was going to make it a point to find out as much about you as he could.

He looked at you with his watery eyes. he caressed your beautiful face with his soft, delicate hands once more. He felt so nervous. All he wanted to do was make sure you felt good,

“anything for you, my love” he placed one last kiss on your lips before pulling away.

He positioned himself at your entrance, pushing in only the tip, scanning your face attentively for any signs of discomfort. When he found none, he moved in, inch by inch, filling you up with his cock completely.

You were pleasantly surprised when you felt no pain at all. He had prepped you perfectly. You were so wet and stretched out from his fingers that he was able to just glide right in your pussy with ease.

“baby, please go faster” he instantly sped up his thrust wanting to meet your each and every expectation. And, of course, his own needs as well.

“fuck y/n, you’re still so tight, even after I stretched you out with my fingers. you feel so warm and perfect around me.”

you trapped him with your legs. he wasn’t going anywhere. But you made sure of it.

“I’ve thought about this so many times before, what it’d feel like to be stuffed full of your big cock”

he groaned at your dirty little confession.

“is it everything you imagined it would be?” he wanted to know what you thought of him. he always did.

“it’s everything and more” he couldn’t hold back the smile he felt forming on his face. As long as you were happy, so was he.

“your pussy is like a dream, except I’m wide awake” he wondered how someone could be so perfect and how he got lucky enough to claim you as his.

That just happened to be one really important detail he left out. In his head, you were his. But he hadn’t had that conversation with you yet.

He thumbed at your clit to make you reach your high.

“angel,” you moaned. After all this time, you still didn’t know his name.

You didn’t push for it either, and you figured it would come to light sooner than later in due time.

And you were right.

Now that his relationship with you was far more than just some raunchy strip club, he wanted to take things a step further with you.

“call me heeseung, love.”

And there it was. You felt closer to him now than you ever have. Technically because you were, he was buried to the hilt inside you, but that’s not what you meant. Now he revealed his real name, he took you back to his place to make love to you, and he made sure everything was absolutely perfect, this is the type of closeness you always longed for, and now that you found it, you would never ask for anything more.

The connection was there. And you were even happier than on the day of your graduation.

But happiness and sadness seem to always coincide with you. Now it would be even harder to say goodbye to him.

“oh fuck, heeseung, just a little bit more,” you moaned for his ears only.

Your eyes never left his, just like he wanted.

There was something so different about when you called his name. Something erupted in the pit of his stomach that he had never felt before. He finally felt like he was wanted, like he was needed. You were making him feel it since the first day he walked past that curtain and laid his eyes on you. There was no way he was ever letting you go.

You made him feel complete. He could only hope you felt the same way for him. and he was 99.9% sure that you did.

Only a few minutes had passed, and you were already coming on his cock, your walls encasing him perfectly.

“oh heeseung fuck, it feels so good” your whole body shook while you indulged in your high.

“I know, baby, you’re taking me so well” just a few more strokes, and he was coming deep inside you. “y/n, I love you, I love you so much,” he whispered while he pumped his come as deep in you as possible, he wanted to give you his all.

“I love you more,” you whisper to him, calming him from his intense orgasm. You rubbed the sides of his face gently while he watched you with his eyebrows knitted tightly together from the pleasure he was feeling.

You could both feel something different. this wasn’t like all the other times you had been together. It was special, don’t get it wrong, every second spent with each other was special. But tonight, you could feel it even more. It was so intimate that not even words could describe how you both felt at that moment.

You kissed him like it was the last time, and unfortunately for you and him, it would be, at least for a while.

He had settled his nerves, pulling out of you, careful not to hurt you.

And for the second time, you were wrapped in his arms. He made you feel like you were the only person that existed, and to him, you are.

He kissed your temple before breaking the silence.

“did you like it?” he asked, slightly unsure of himself. You had done a lot of things together. But this was the first time you made love.

“I loved it. Everything I do with you is always perfect, hee” he let out a surprised gasp.

“did you just give me a nickname?” he looked Perplexed. he couldn’t hide the blush rising to his cheeks. No one had ever called him out of his name before. he loved it. It was weird, but it made his heart feel at ease.

“do you not like it? I can chang-“

“no! I love it. Don’t ever call me anything else from now on” he rubbed your shoulder, massaging you.

“you know, this was even better than I imagined,” he confessed.

“you’ve imagined us like this before?”

“all the time, I was just waiting for the right moment, and this was absolutely perfect. I’ve imagined other things too, you know.”

“like what?” you were curious.

“All the things we could do together, like a first date, waking up next to you, holding your hand, being able to kiss you when and where ever I want to, and so many others.”

He let out a content sigh.

“maybe this is too much. But I’ve even thought about marrying you and having kids in the future,” his heart was racing a mile a minute. He was terrified of what your reaction would be. But he just wanted to be truthful with you. he could never be this open with anyone but you.

He didn’t know it, but he wasn’t ready for the commitment. Since he met you, he couldn’t pace himself, and he just wanted everything that he missed out on before.

You felt like complete shit. You had to tell him. this was probably the absolute worst time to do it, but there was no time left.

“hee, loo-“ he cut you off.

“I know it’s too soon. Just forget I said anything, okay?” he wanted to let himself down before you could.

Little did you both know, he’d be the one letting you down soon enough.

“it’s not that. I would love to do all those things with you, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather spend my time with” he felt relieved for all of a split second.

“So what’s the matter?” he assumed it was nothing good. His heart had already sunk to the pit of his stomach. It was just the waiting game now, but what came next was nothing he ever predicted.

“I’m leaving,” you quickly rushed out your words.

“What?” he looked at you, speaking with his voice barely above a whisper. “look, y/n, I thought I already said you weren’t good at joking.”

He prayed that you were joking, even if it was a very cruel, sick joke.

“I’m leaving in one day. I got accepted to study abroad. That’s the message I got when we were together, and I had to answer cause I was waiting for them to contact me” you spoke everything in one breath, thinking it would make it better somehow.

you felt him release you from his arms.

It took him a few seconds to register what you had said.

He felt like you were acting strange that night. He finally knew why. Everything made sense now.

He was looking you dead in the eye.

“and you’re only telling me now?” why d-didn’t you say something sooner? then maybe I could have done something” his eyes were already showing tears.

“what would you have done?” your expression mirrored his.

“I don’t know. Maybe I could have forced myself to not have feelings for you” he didn’t even know what to say. He was just too hurt to even fully comprehend what was happening.

Just the idea of him not having feelings for you anymore made your tears fall.

“I can’t believe you. I trusted you. I was always truthful with you, even if it meant losing you, and this is the best you have for me. Did you ever love me? or was this all just some little game to you?”

He hadn’t always been truthful, but he would come to realize that later.

“hee, I-“

“you! are not allowed to call me that anymore” he got out of bed, putting his clothes back on.

“I planned my whole future with you in it, and this whole time, you were planning on leaving me out of yours?” he shook his head. “I should have known better,” he scoffed at you.

“it’s not like that, I swear!”

“then what is it!” he yelled, causing more tears to fall from your eyes.

“I didn’t think you’d have feelings for me, okay? I had planned on seeing you one last time and then leaving. I just wanted to get some closure on my feelings for you and just forget this ever happened” though it was the truth, it sounded way worse on his ears.

“to just forget about me, huh? I guess it’s just that easy for you. to make someone fall in love with you, just to move on, and leave them in the past” he was broken.

He was in love with something, but it wasn’t you, not yet, at least.

“you’re not understanding me,” you tried to plead with him.

“I understand perfectly fine. You’re leaving. what more is there to understand?”

You just sat there with tears in your eyes. This turned out worse than you ever thought it would.

“y/n, I think you’re the one that’s not understanding.”

he looked you in the eyes. Hating the tears that fell from them. He hated the fact that he was the cause of them.

“Without you, I’m nothing,” and now you were broken. “but hey, look on the bright side” he smiled bitterly, fake enthusiasm in his tone. “I’ll just skip this part of my life. Move on, and forget you ever existed.

He was speaking out of anger and sadness. He didn’t mean a word of it. He was just upset that you were leaving.

“just go, I can’t stand you,” he lied. he just couldn’t see you anymore. He knew he’d be at your feet, begging for you not to leave if he did.

You gathered all your clothes putting them on. Before leaving, he spoke to you one last time.

“so much for not ever doing anything to hurt me, but I suppose that’s right, you didn’t hurt me. you broke me.”

So that was just it.

“I’m sorry. And I'll never forget you” you left him for the last time.

After you left, he just laid in his bed crying his eyes out, and he felt so sick. All he wanted was to just die.

He’s never felt such pain, it hurt so much that he didn’t know what to do.

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The dreadful day had finally arrived. What was supposed to be the best day of your life ended up being the worst. It was spent full of nothing but tears and sorrow. You expected him not to be happy about your departure, but when he said he’d just forget you ever existed, that really just hurt you the most.

There was no way you could ever forget him. even if you tried, so how could he say those words to you so easily? You felt like a piece of you was missing. And to a large extent, it was. of course, You spoke to your family and friends about leaving, but you didn’t want anyone to be there if he wasn’t. It was selfish. The people that had been with you throughout everything, you shut them out over a guy you hadn’t even known for a year. But the weird part is you didn’t care.

If he wasn’t going to be there, you didn’t want anyone else to be either.

He ruined your life. Wait, let’s rephrase that, you allowed him to ruin your life by letting him in and falling in love with him.

It’s almost like you had no drive to even continue life without him. You just kept moving like you always had because, well, you had to.

You weren’t too sure how much further that would take you though, cause you found yourself contemplating seeing him again.

Just like before,

Sure it was selfish. It was extremely selfish of you. You hurt him. and you still have the nerve to show your face, but you had to see your baby just one last time, even though things ended on rocky terms, or rather you and Him would no longer be seeing each other terms. You had to go to him and let him know that this wasn’t just a game to you. It never was.

And you were going to tell him just how much you truly do love him.

Even if he didn’t love you back

And maybe beg him to wait two years for you. Actually, take out that maybe part.

You were going to beg him to wait for you.

You read the lit-up sign “love 24hrs” they got that right, only for you, it wasn’t just 24hrs. It would be the rest of your life. It’s funny how life works. Just a few months ago, you were stressed about a career, and now that you were finally working towards one, there was something else to worry about. You realized it would always be one thing after the other. But you never imagined him to come along and swoop you right off your feet in a matter of minutes,

it was like magic.

He had you changing directions for him.

What do they call it? Oh! Right.

You were head over heels for him. That’s what it was.

You made your way to the building opening the door, you obviously were a regular, so you went straight to his room.

Hopefully, he’s not busy.

Within minutes he was standing before you, looking as uninterested as ever. His expression is the exact opposite of what it used to be upon seeing you.

But He had a really good poker face. He was dying on the inside, He was so happy to see you, but he still wanted to play hard.

So he wasn’t busy.

You just looked at your feet. The love you were going to profess and the words you had planned to tell him were stuck in your throat. You just couldn’t say them. and his heavy gaze on you was not helping your situation.

“what are you doing here? you have no right to be here.”

ouch.

“i-i know that. but I just needed to see you one last time.”

“for what? You mean you just need to use me one last time, is that it?” he folded his arms.

He hated the fact that if you did indeed only come for sex, he’d give it to you in a heartbeat. Just to get that feeling, only you could give him.

“that’s not what I came here for, and we both know it.”

“What more do you want from me? I gave you my love, but apparently, that wasn’t enough for you.”

You figured it would be easier to just show him.

So you did.

You showed him.

Words seemed to be meaningless in this situation anyway.

Plus, you really just wanted to kiss him.

You kissed his lips one time, as soft as you possibly could, while wrapping your arms around him, holding him just how you knew he liked. If this didn’t convey what you came to do, then you didn’t know what would.

He so badly wanted to act like he wasn’t affected by your touch. He wanted to pretend like he knew you didn’t love him, just so it could hurt a little less. But he couldn’t. And he could never stay mad at you. he never wanted to harm you in any way, especially if that meant putting your dreams at risk. He’d never come in the way of that. Even if he so selfishly wanted to, he knew how much it meant to you. If it meant a lot to you, then it meant a lot to him.

He thought he’d be happy if you were happy, but that was untrue. Little did he know you weren’t happy, not one bit.

now it was your turn to say

“I missed you” it hadn’t even been one full day yet.

You pulled back, only to have him lean further into you, chasing your lips for another kiss.

“not more than I missed you” he pulled away from you, looking into your eyes. the ones that held his whole entire universe in them.

He hugged you tighter than he ever had before, hoping it would somehow make you stay.

He cried into your shoulder.

“don’t go,” and just like he knew he would if he looked at your face any longer the night prior, he would have begged you to stay, and here he is begging you to stay.

“Just stay here. I have enough money for us to live comfortably. You don’t need a career. I’ll work for you. Just I’ll do anything. please don’t go, please don’t leave me.”

“I have to,” you hugged him back.

“But why?” he sniffles.

“because I’ve worked my entire life for this moment. I can’t pass it up.”

“not even for me?” Although that was extremely tempting, you couldn’t.

“Please wait for me, hee. I'm literally begging you. wait just two years, and then I’m all yours.”

“How can I live a whole two years without you? I could barely go a week without you.”

“don’t worry. I’ll call you every single day. I'll face time you too. Just promise you won’t ever forget my existence.”

“I swear you’re literally the only reason that I exist” he rested his forehead on yours, trying to enjoy the last moments he’d get to spend with you.

Minutes had passed before You pulled away from the hug, bittersweet smiles playing on both of your faces and wiping each other's tears.

“Is there anything I can do to make you stay?” he held your tiny hands in his. he was being selfish again. Something you both seemed to have mastered ever since the day you first met.

“there’s nothing,” you told him apologetically.

He didn’t want to accept it. But it was out of his control.

“well, since you’ll be gone for a whole two years, let me give you a little parting gift” he took your hand and placed it near his crotch. “what do you say we put this couch to good use, one last time?” he raised a brow waiting for your approval.

How could you ever deny him?

It was more of a gift for him than you, but his mind was too foggy to deduce what he was feeling.

“one last time,” you say to him, pushing him back on the couch.

“I want to take care of you this time.”

“but y/n, you’re the one who’s leaving” having you do all the work just didn’t feel right to him.

“no buts,” you shushed him. “first, this has to go” you pulled his shirt off, admiring the way his muscles would appear whenever he took in a breath.

You let your soft hands roam all over his chest. He started tensing up whenever you added more pressure.

“I'm sorry about last night. I was upset. I just wanted you to know before you leave.” he lowered his head apologetically,

“don’t be. You had every right to be upset. If anything, I'm sorry for not telling you sooner.” his eyes met yours again,

“I forgive you,” he whispers, bringing your face closer so he can get a taste of your perfect lips.

You tangled your hands in his now blonde hair. The pink had faded a while ago. You missed it. But something about the blonde made him look even more beautiful than he already was.

It would never be him to pull away from you first. But you needed to breathe, so you put your hand on his shoulders to push yourself away.

But he had different intentions. He always did.

“no,” and if anything, he pulled you even closer to him.

It was the best make-out session you ever had with him by far. Your most favorite thing about kissing him was when he’d swipe his tongue over your lips just to stick it right back inside your mouth, swirling it around, tasting every last inch of you.

He didn’t even realize when he started getting hard, only thinking about the way your lips felt on his.

On the other hand, you could definitely feel it, and it wasn’t doing much for the growing ache between your legs. You would never get used to this feeling with him.

You needed some type of friction. So you began moving back and forth on him slowly, allowing him to feel your warm core rutting against him.

He could definitely feel it now. He’s never felt so sensitive before. Every touch was bringing him closer to the edge, and he made no moves to back away.

He let you push him to the point of no return.

Your noses brushed against each other’s, exchanges of heavy breaths in between kisses. He wasn’t just giving you a gift. He was giving you a whole reward.

It wasn’t long before his angelic moans filled your ears, your favorite sound. And you loved the fact that it was all for you. You loved that you were the only one that could make him fall apart.

You finally broke away from him, earning an annoyed groan.

“calm down baby, How else am I gonna be able to ride your cock if you can’t keep your lips off of mine?”

“you do have a point” he still wanted to kiss you, though.

You got off of him to remove his pants along with his boxers. His cock laid out on his abdomen, with precum seeping out of his pink tip.

His lip caught between his teeth, watching you getting naked in front of him.

You didn’t miss the way he twitched in excitement of finally being inside of you again.

“eager?” you teased him a little.

“for you, I always am” you had total control over him.

You sat back on his lap, letting his cock meet with your wet cunt.

You had barely even come in contact with him before he was groaning from the slightest touch. Chills ran up his spine.

You dragged your pussy up and down his length, giving him a preview before the real thing. You kissed him again. His lips were like silk against yours.

“This feels too good,” he praised you. he felt so easy. he wasn’t even inside yet, and he was already losing all self-control. You were the only one to make him like that.

“you like that? You like it when I rub myself all over your long, hard cock?” he didn’t miss the emphasis you put on the last three words. It made his head spin.

He almost choked from your words. he was letting out strangled moans while you continued to grind on him.

“I love it so much,” needless to say. He was in his own little world.

Wrapping your arms around him, you bend down a little, attaching your mouth to his neck, sucking on it harshly. You wanted to mark him up so he could remember this night for a long time. Even if you didn’t leave marks, there’s no way he’d ever forget the day you left him.

“more” you sucked every spot on his neck that you could reach, giving him what he wanted.

You licked a stripe up his neck, flicking your tongue at his adam’s apple. He was like putty under you.

“Please, Just fuck me already,” he complained. You rode him a bit faster. The friction was making his temperature increase greatly as sweat beads started forming on his pretty forehead.

You were both so wet that you were sliding on his dick with ease. You repositioned your body, so you could slip his dick inside of you.

And god, was the stretch absolutely amazing. That slight pain mixed with the heat from his dick had your world completely upside down.

“fuck, fuck, fuck” seemed to be the only word he knew at the moment. He focused on the way he felt inside of you with his eyes meeting yours.

You sunk down on him all the way, letting his tip hit your sweet spot.

He was lost in your eyes. he didn’t know where else to focus other than the beauty that sat before him, making him feel absolutely wonderful.

“Your cock is so perfect. Everything about you is perfect” he let out tiny whimpers at your praise. You bounced on him a little faster. He couldn’t help but grab both your breast in his hands, kneading them from time to time and rolling your hard perky nipples between his fingers.

You continue to bounce up and down on his shaft. The sound of your ass slapping Against his thighs brought him a little too much joy while he watched his cock slide in and out of your tight grip. He loved the way your pussy lips stretched so far to accommodate his girth.

He was already getting close. But he felt like he needed just a little bit more before he could release.

“choke me,” he blurted out without thinking about anything other than his orgasm and just how good you looked while riding him.

“what?” it’s not that you wouldn’t. You just didn’t think he would be into that.

“Please, I need you to” he’d do anything just to have your hand wrapped around his throat as he climaxes.

You all too eagerly obliged his request. His eyes nearly rolled in the back of his head. The sight only made you fuck his cock harder and faster. Each time you came down on him, his tip met your cervix. You weren’t gonna last much longer, especially from his fucked out expressions and the lewd noises he was letting out.

“you’re so beautiful,” he really was. You could tell he liked it when you called him that from the twitch you felt and the sweet little cry that followed after.

“ah… ah ahh!” his moans started increasing in volume each time you sucked him in fully. It’s a good thing no one else could hear because his sounds were nothing but sinful.

“gonna come for me, baby?”

“I…fuck, o.. oh fuck yes, yes, yes” he looked at you with soft shining eyes, chanting over and over again. Though it was a bit difficult to speak when your hand was wrapped around his neck securely.

“come then” you squeezed his neck tighter, sinking down on him even further than before you felt his familiar liquid fill your insides.

He used what energy he had left to rub circles on your clit. He felt your walls clench down, draining him of all his release.

“come all over my cock like the good little girl that you are,” the sound of his deep, hoarse voice commanding you to come. Had you creaming on him instantly, walls quivering on his dick. The over-sensitivity made you cry out in pleasure.

“there you go, let it all out. such a dirty little thing, all for my cock”

“all for you,” you moaned. You fell on his chest, moving slowly to ride out your high. While he hugged you to feel you even closer.

When those words left your lips, he knew he couldn’t be without you.

You both calmed down, catching your breaths. he helped you get from on top of him, pulling you to lay on his sweaty chest. He didn’t know what he liked more, the sex or the cuddles and kisses that always came afterward. He just couldn’t choose. He loved everything about you.

“don’t say things like that anymore” he felt pain in his chest.

“like what hee?”

“that you’re all for me, don’t say that.”

“it’s true. I don’t want anyone else but you” he knew it was true, but for how long.

“did you forget that you’re leaving? There’s gonna be other guys there, and you’ll probably move on and forget me. What’s so special about me that you can’t find it somewhere else?” he felt insecure. He knew he wasn’t good enough for you. But that didn’t stop him from wanting you all for himself. He knew you could do so much better than him.

Was he being fucking serious right now?

“what are you talking about? there’s plenty of girls hanging off of you every night, but I never question your love for me.”

“that’s easy for you to say. Only a fool would cheat on you.”

“so, what are you saying? Do you think you’re not good enough for me?

“maybe”

“that’s a yes or no question, baby.”

“no. I’m not,” he told you honestly.

“you mean so much to me, hee, more than you know.”

“do you know what it would do to me if you found someone new?” he asks you.

“tell me,” you said while you played with his hair.

“It would kill me” he felt the lump forming in his throat. He hated it. He felt it too often. He couldn’t help but wonder if it would ever go away.

“It would kill me too,” you whisper to him. he closed his eyes, wishing this moment could just last forever.

“and for the record, you’re more than special to me.”

you wiped the stray tear from his temple.

“you’re my everything.”

“Then don’t go, just stay with me,” he did and didn’t understand all at the same time.

“I leave in a few hours. will you be there to see me off?”

he really wanted to, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to bear it.

Selfish.

“I just can’t.”

“do you love me?”

he didn’t know how to answer. A month ago, he wouldn’t have wasted a second to give you a response, but right now, his mind was hazy. Not knowing if the emotions he was feeling were clouding his next words.

He was considering the fact that maybe he didn’t, maybe he was in love with the way you made him feel or the way you were so easy to connect with, maybe he was taking you for granted.

“of course, I do, baby,” for the first time. He didn’t know if he was telling you the truth or not.

“then come, just see me one last time.”

“okay. I’ll be there for you. one last time” he laced your fingers with his, feeling relaxed just from your touch.

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You said all your goodbyes, well, except for one.

Everything was packed, all your belongings were tucked away neatly, you were patiently waiting for him to arrive, you had 1 hour before departure, the minutes were counting down, and he was still nowhere to be found. You tried calling him only to get no answer. He had given you his number the night you told him you’d be leaving, so you could call him just like you promised.

With a half-hour left, you started feeling anxious, and there was still no answer from him.

What if he decided not to show? No, he wouldn’t do that. He never lied to me before.

You convinced yourself he’d be there.

Five minutes until boarding, You heard the announcement.

You stood up, searching for him, looking all around to see if he was there.

He wasn’t.

Even when you were finally on the plane, you looked out the window, hoping you would see a faint glimpse of him somewhere.

You didn’t know what you felt. Hurt? Anger? Sadness? But ultimately, it was heartbreak and disappointment.

You didn’t know why he lied or why he didn’t show up, and it was killing you inside. This was going to be the worst two years of your life.

And your heart was to blame for that.

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heeseung felt terrible for what he did to you. But what else could he do? he couldn’t give you false hope. But lying didn’t make that any better.

He looked at the clock 8 pm on the dot. Just like you said, he imagined you waiting there for him, thinking he’d show up and say goodbye one last time.

He prayed you didn’t cry.

He prayed you weren’t hurting,

and he prayed you would forgive him.

No matter how much he prayed and cried, he couldn’t justify what he’d done.

He figured it out. Sometime down the road.

He wasn’t in love with you.

He was in love with the way you were able to make him feel like he was special.

The night you left, the sex wasn’t just sex to him. he wanted to feel that love that only you could give to him, just one more time.

No one had ever made him feel like he was more than just his looks. Not until you came along, the confidence you gave him was astronomical. he felt pride when he made you come, he felt pride when you spent every last dollar you had on him, he knew you needed him, he knew you loved him.

And that was all he searched for his whole life. But when he got It, He abused it. He wanted to feel what it was like to be loved and not always love someone back.

He wanted someone to feel the same way he was made to feel his whole life.

He was toxic.

And he knew it. Although he wasn't all to blame, part of it was from an environment that was hard to break away from.

He took you for granted unwantedly.

time skip

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Every day that passed felt like years without him. Well, actually, it had already been a year and a few months.

Every day you called him, knowing he wouldn’t answer, but you just needed to hear his voice again.

You listened to his voicemail every single day without fail.

You felt guilty. You felt like everything was all your fault.

In all actuality, you had done nothing wrong. But you didn’t know that, so for every day that passed, you beat yourself up for it.

You always wondered if you went back in time and did things differently. Maybe you’d Hear his morning voice greeting you and telling you to have an amazing day.

Instead, it was those same words on repeat.

“hi, this is heeseung. If I’m not answering your call, it’s not cause I’m ignoring you. I’m just busy. I’ll call you as soon as possible” I guess you would count that as his second lie. He was, in fact, ignoring you, and there was nothing you could do about it.

You just curled up in a ball at night, crying yourself to sleep. It was near impossible, but after you worked yourself to the point of complete exhaustion and cried for so long, you slept like a newborn baby.

And that’s how every day went for months.

It never hurt less. You thought it would, but if anything, it only hurt more cause it’s been so long without him.

It wasn’t worth it.

You were wrong when you said you had to follow your dreams. He was your dream. And you left him behind.

You could never move on from him. You could never love someone else again.

What’s the point of having all these great achievements if your life has already ended?

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He wasn’t okay by any means. The guilt was eating him alive, bit by bit, piece by piece.

The images of you playing in his mind so vividly. from the face you made when you were coming only for him and your bright smile whenever he’d compliment you. And he swore he could still hear your laugh resonating in his ears.

He wondered why he even still thought about you. not a minute passed without you flooding his mind.

He wondered if you found someone new.

He wondered why the thought of you saying the things you said only to him to another guy was making his blood boil.

After all that, Wondering, he finally gave himself a headache.

He knew why. It’s because he was nothing but a selfish piece of shit. He wanted you to himself, but not for the same reason that you wanted him.

He just wanted validation from you, and now that he didn’t have it, he didn’t know what to do with himself.

He even tried to do the same things he did with you with other girls, but that never worked. Even the thought made him feel sad.

He’d wake up in the middle of the night calling your name. Even when he slept, he still thought of you.

No one could ever replace you. not even the six-pack he’d drown himself in every night before bed.

He was back to his old ways, but somehow he felt even more useless than before.

He needed you now more than ever, and you were nowhere to be found.

So he decided to try and feed his hunger. And just like he knew you would, even after months of him ignoring you, you picked up his call on the first ring.

“hee?” this definitely wasn’t his best idea cause the way his heart sank from you still calling him the nickname you gave him after so long made him melt.

He ended the call immediately.

It took him nearly two years to realize through the pain and hurt everyone put him through. You came along and made it all go away. It was like he was left all alone wounded on the side of the street, then you came along and made him your responsibility. you took him in, and you bandaged all his cuts, sealing them with a gentle kiss making everything all better.

He knew when he would touch himself and still only thought of you.

He knew when he didn’t feel a thing when he looked at other girls.

He knew when he heard your voice call out so sweetly to him over the phone.

He knew he loved you.

He finally had clarity. He was free.

And since you gave him your number and the apartment name that you stayed at, he didn’t think twice before booking a flight as soon as possible to tell you just how much you really meant to him.

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He was more nervous than he was the first time he made love to you, even though he hid it quite well.

He had to make sure he looked presentable when he went to see the love of his life. It wasn’t every day he had to get ready to meet an actual goddess.

Spraying on your favorite cologne of his, which just so happened to be his favorite as well. he may or may not have decided that based on your decision. It seemed like you had a lot to do with the things he did lately.

His outfit?

The same one he wore the first time he laid his eyes on you.

“you couldn’t go wrong with black, right?” he smiles to himself, remembering that night like it was just yesterday.

He just had to get one more thing before he was off to see you.

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After he called you a while ago, you decided to spare yourself any more hurt. Sure, you’d always be hurt, but you didn’t need a constant reminder.

He probably just called by accident anyways.

You figured if he was willing to lie, what was off-limits, and now there were doubt’s in your mind about him, there was no need in waiting any longer. He probably found someone new and moved on from you a long time ago. You felt pathetic for waiting on him this long.

With the help of your cousin jake, you were finally starting to slowly recover and move on from him. It was hard. but you had to.

Maybe you would even try and find someone new. You still deserved to be happy.

You had invited Jake over to stay at your place and just hang out. He was the only person there that you knew. So it was nice being able to see him again.

You helped him when he was down, and he helped you when you were having a hard time. Your bond grew even stronger than before.

You really cherished him.

You two sat on the carpet sharing Snacks and watching a show. You were happy to finally relax somewhat after months of crying and feeling that aching pain in your chest and those nasty migraines you got from how many tears you shed.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang and knocked you from your thoughts.

“did you order food?” you ask jake.

He looked at you and shook his head as a no.

“so who is that?

“I don’t know, but I’ll get it just in case” he walked towards the door. Looking through the peephole, he saw a boy with his head lowered, holding some flowers in his hand, tapping his foot impatiently.

He looked harmless. So he opened the door.

To be met with no other than heeseung.

heeseung’s smile dropped as soon as he saw you hadn’t answered the door.

“do I have the wrong address?” he wondered, scratching his head.

“are you looking for someone in particular?” jake asked the other male.

“yeah, i-i thought y/n would be here. I guess she’s not?” he sighed disappointedly. He thought you might have gone somewhere else. His mind was racing, thinking of places you might have gone until he heard that voice he missed so much after all this time.

“jake, who is it?” his heart had stopped beating for a second.

So you did replace him already. he couldn’t blame you, though. But it still hurt like hell either way.

“some guy is looking for you. He’s pretty hot too,” he whispered, the last part causing you to roll your eyes. You got up and walked to the door, and you almost had a heart attack the moment you laid your eyes on him.

“heeseung?” he didn’t answer you, only staring at the two of you being so close to each other.

“o-oh,” his voice cracked. “I didn’t realize I was interrupting something” he hid the flowers behind his back.

“so it’s you and him now, huh?” he said, pointing between the two of you. Now that jake knew who he was, he took that as his cue to leave you two alone.

“y/n, I think I should get going. See you tomorrow” jake quickly snatched up all his things, leaving the two of you in the doorway before you could even say goodbye.

“mind telling me what the fuck is going on?” he barged past you forcing himself in. slamming the door behind him.

“what are you doing here?”

“don’t try and change the fucking subject now. Who is he? and what the hell is he doing over here with you alone?” he knew he didn’t have a right to act like this. But what could he do? He thought someone had taken his girl.

“tell me who he is,” he demanded.

“it’s not like you even care” he looked into your eyes. That same guilt he felt a year ago was even stronger now that he stood right in front of you. “you don’t answer my calls. you weren’t there to say goodbye, so why even show up here after all this time?”

“look, y/n, I made a mistake, okay?”

you just laughed at him bitterly.

“a mistake? Is that what you call it? You had me waiting for you, making a complete fool out of myself. You know I called you every day for months, knowing you wouldn’t answer. But I just wanted to be with you so bad that I let your voicemail play over and over cause I just needed to hear your voice. I needed something to hold onto. I beat myself up every day, thinking I did something wrong, but ultimately it was you who lied to me. I held out so much hope, but when you called me that night, that’s when I knew I couldn’t keep waiting for you any longer.”

“y/n,” he spoke to you softly.

“I’m not fucking finished yet. I cried myself to sleep every night. I even worked myself to the point of exhaustion just to try and keep my mind off you, but every time I thought of something, it only reminded me of you. you want to know who that was that just left?”

He looked at you expectingly.

“he’s the only reason why I'm still sane. He helped me get over you. he helped me realize that you’re not worth it, and he was right.”

He seemed to only focus on the part you said about getting over him.

“what do you mean by getting over me? y/n?… tell me I'm still the only one you’ll ever love” his hands were trembling while his grip on the flowers became impossibly tight.

“what does it sound like to you?”

he tried to speak, but no words would come out.

When he came here, he only thought of the two of you living happily ever after. This wasn’t how he imagined it would go. But because of him, your relationship fell completely apart. he wanted to go back in time. Just to hear you say I love you. he needed to hear it just one more time.

“tell me you love me” he was desperate.

You didn’t answer.

“then tell me you don’t love me” he felt tingles all over his body.

Still nothing

“Can you at least tell me who that was?” he needed to know if you moved on even if it was none of his business. Your silence was slowly getting on his last nerve. Without thinking, he walked closer to you, closing any distance that was left. His lips were already glued to yours before you could protest, not to say you wanted to. You felt pathetic for letting him back in so easily, but you loved him to death.

He was a drug.

And you were the addict. You couldn’t resist.

His touch was everything you needed. It felt even better after all this time.

He was shocked when you kissed him back. But he kept his composure, well, as much as he could anyway.

“can he make love to you the way I can? Does he know where to touch you to have you coming in seconds? Does he?…. would he fly across the world, beg for your forgiveness, and tell you just how sorry he is for ignoring you? Would he beg for your love?” he didn’t want to be a homewrecker. But you were his and nobody else’s.

“he wouldn’t,” you finally replied against his lips.

“exactly”

“because he’s my cousin.”

“What!?” he squeaks out.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his expression. Even after what he did, it still felt so good to finally see him again.

He stepped away from you, feeling the embarrassment flooding his system.

“I'm sorry. I thought you and him were, you know? and then when he answered the door, I saw you, and” he was moving his hands frantically while trying to explain himself until he finally just gave up. “I’m sorry.”

“we’re not together. But there’s still so much you need to tell me. Why do you think you can just show up here after all this time?

You just wanted to know why.

“Can we not do this now? I only just got here” he wasn’t ready to explain what he had done. Even though he was standing right in front of you, he still couldn’t bring himself to tell you the truth.

“I think it’s best to tell me now. I've waited long enough.” you were going to force it out of him if you had to.

He wasn’t ready, but you had every right to know.

“I didn’t come cause I wasn’t sure if I loved you” he avoided all eye contact. He felt so disgusted with himself.

There was no way he could be telling the truth, right?

“in the beginning, and even up till a while ago, I only realized that I was absolutely in love with you. The day I called you and I heard your voice, that’s when I knew that I couldn’t go without seeing you any longer. But I just had to make sure, and I didn’t want to hurt you more than I already have. I never wanted to hurt you.”

“so all the times you said you did, you were lying to me?” you ask, slowly backing away from him.

He wanted to pull you in his arms so badly.

“it’s not like that. I was confused. I didn’t know how to feel. I’ve never been in love before. In the beginning, I was in love with the way you gave me validation and made me feel like I was cared for, but when I thought of you doing what you do with me with another guy, it made me sick to my stomach. The idea of you forgetting about me made me miserable. I literally drank myself to sleep every night to try and forget, only to wake up with you still on my mind” he probably should have stopped talking right then and there.

“I tried being with other girls, but I just couldn’t. Whenever it even crossed my mind, I felt disgusted. it always felt like I was cheating on you, even though I never even laid a finger on them.”

You couldn’t believe your ears. This was too much to digest all at once.

“you haven’t even made me your girlfriend. It wouldn’t have been cheating. You can do whatever you want. we’re not even together.”

“for what it’s worth, in my mind, you were always mine. Even if I never said it out loud,” even if what he was saying was the truth, you didn’t know what to believe.

Once he lied, it was hard to trust him again. But to put it simply, you were really stupid.

And luckily for you, he wasn’t lying.

“you lied to me” it’s amazing how his past always came back around to stab him in the back. If he could erase what he did to you, he would, no matter the cost. But he couldn’t. Now he was going to do everything in his power to gain back your love and trust.

“and I'm so sorry for that. but I’m asking you to please believe me when I say that you’re the only one I’ll ever love”

“I need time” you had to keep your ground.

“how much time?”

“I'm here for another month. I'll let you know when I go back home.”

“what? y/n, it’s already been a year. I need you now, more than ever.”

“if you need me now, you’ll still need me when I get back.”

he wanted to protest so bad, but he took what he could get. He was lucky you were even still giving him a chance.

“okay. Oh, and I bought these for you. I hope you like roses” he extended his hand to give them to you. not overstepping his boundaries.

“they’re my favorite,” and after a year of not seeing your smile, it felt like he was in heaven when he finally saw it again.

You would always be beautiful in his eyes, no matter what.

He was happy that even after everything, he could still make you smile. That’s all he ever wanted.

He stood awkwardly scratching his neck, such a simple act of giving you flowers made him so nervous.

“that’s good,” he said quietly. He looked at his wrist only to remember that he didn’t wear a watch, he facepalmed. he was feeling shy knowing that you were looking at him, you made him forget how to function.

He’s so cute.

See? stupid. You were letting him back in just like that.

“well, it’s late. I should probably get going now,” he said as he made no moves to walk out the door.

He didn’t want to leave.

“where are you gonna stay?” you asked, knowing he hadn’t thought that far ahead.

“umm… yeah, that, I really didn’t think about that,” he admitted. When he left, he only thought about seeing the love of his life.

At least you weren’t the only stupid one.

“you can always stay here for the night if you’d like?” he tried so hard to hide his smile, ultimately failing.

“I would love to!” he faked coughed. “i-i mean sure.” he cleared his throat, looking everywhere except at you.

Cute.

If jake were here, he’d surely be glaring at you right now. But how could you not drool over him, he looked so good. he had dyed his hair black, and it was definitely your favorite color on him so far.

“I have some of my cousin’s spare clothes you can get changed. And I'll make you something to eat. The bathroom is the door on the right.”

You were squealing on the inside. he looked even more handsome now. And his outfit did not go unnoticed by you.

He remembered.

“thank you for everything. I really mean it. Even if we don’t go back to the way we used to be, I’ll still be happy knowing that you know how much I care about you.

You flashed him your famous smile.

He went to get changed. His heart was beating so fast. You were making him incredibly nervous, so nervous that he went into your bedroom instead of the bathroom.

Oops.

“on the right.”

“right,” he quickly shut your door. His face was on fire from embarrassment.

When he entered the bathroom, it just got worse when he saw a pair of your underwear laying on the ground. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head at the sight.

“oh my god,” he covered his face with his hands, trying not to look. He felt his whole body begin to shake. It was the same pair you wore when you first met.

He quickly jumped into the shower, making sure to turn on the cold water. This was for sure going to be a long night.

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After you had dinner, you both decided to get ready for bed. It wasn’t uncomfortable at all. It felt like a regular hangout with a friend, except he wasn’t. he was still basically a stranger, a stranger that you had sex with too many times to count on two hands and maybe your toes too.

He stretched out on the sofa, trying his best to get comfortable.

“what are you doing?” you looked at him weirdly.

“getting ready to sleep?” he said as if he was asking you for permission.

“on the couch?

“Yeah, where else?” he truly didn’t even think about your next proposal.

“my bed” the look on his face was absolutely priceless.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“hee, I don’t hate You.”

“so you still love me?”

“I never said that” he frowned. You did indeed still love him. You just wanted him to prove his loyalty to you. You couldn’t let your guard down so easily.

But time would prove otherwise.

“come on, sleepyhead,” you grabbed his hand, leading him to your bed.

He followed after you like a lost puppy.

You only realize that this was a complete mistake when you lay under the covers and he cuddles you out of habit.

You melted into his body.

Minutes had passed before it hit him.

He jerked his whole body away from you immediately.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. It’s just reflex” he wasn’t thinking. But you were Making no moves to stop him.

“Why did you stop? I was enjoying that,” and just like that, you were already letting your guard down.

You just couldn’t get enough of him.

“Really?” you didn’t answer. You only pulled his hand back around your waist, scooting your butt flush against his hips.

you started to shift to get more comfortable. *cough cough* more comfortable.

So many alarms were going off in his head. He tensed up completely when he felt you all but wiggle your ass on his crotch, and He knew he couldn’t hold himself back. The last time he did anything was the night you left. It had been many months since then. Plus, It was pointless if you weren’t the one bringing him to his orgasm. he moved back slightly, assuming you weren’t aware of what you were doing to him. But when he did, you moved back even further to chase his warmth. he didn’t even try to pull away anymore,

too weak to resist.

The urge was getting too strong to ignore. Now thoughts of your underwear from earlier came rushing to his mind. He tried to think of something else. But he just couldn’t.

you were literally pressed up on him, and there was no way he was thinking about anything other than you

And what made it even worse was the fact that he was starting to get hard, and there was no way you wouldn’t feel it. He just hoped for his sake that you wouldn’t mention it.

Well, you didn’t have to when you made him moan unintentionally with one particular back and forth motion.

“Are you okay? You played innocent.

“perfectly fine,” he gritted through his teeth.

He was the exact opposite of fine.

You looked over your shoulder at him, meeting his eyes with yours as you started moving again, letting him know exactly what you were up to.

He just stared into your eyes with his jaw clenched tightly.

Letting you do what you wanted.

His grip on your waist tightened as he moved his hips in sync with yours. He thought he was dreaming.

But when you felt his hard-on against your backside and let out the most beautiful moans he’d ever heard, he knew it was all too real.

“if we start, I'm not going to be able to stop.”

“I'm not asking you to.”

within seconds he was all over you.

His hands desperately touched every inch he could reach.

In the beginning, he wanted you, then you didn’t know if you wanted him and vice versa

this whole dynamic seemed like it would never end. The uncertainty between you two was something that felt like it would never disappear. It was like trying to connect two opposite sides of a magnet. No matter how hard you tried, they would never come together as one.

He was already painfully hard, rubbing himself on you. It had been far too long since he felt this good.

“everything off now,” he commanded you.

You were not one that needed to be told more than once. You laid completely naked only for him.

“your beauty will always amaze me” even in moments like this where all he wanted to do was ruin you, he never forgot to let you know what he thought about when he looked at you.

He rested his head in the crook of your neck, ghosting his lips across your skin, kissing you ever so gently. That would be the only thing that he did to you that was gentle tonight.

He lowered his sweats with his underwear, getting undressed.

In a flash, he had you bent over with your face buried in the pillows.

“Just tell me if it’s too much” he removed his shirt before inserting his dick inside you slowly. He didn’t even have to prep you. You were always soaking from a single touch from him. Plus, it had been almost two years since anyone had touched you, including yourself.

It was a feeling you’d never get tired of. Just him being this close to you was enough to have you going crazy.

“that’s it, baby, take all of it” he stayed still for one second too long. You were already trying to get him to fuck you by leaning back on his dick.

He bit his lip, watching how needy you were. that’s what he loved, seeing you get absolutely filthy just for him.

“Just look at you, bent over and stuffed completely full of my cock. I bet that feels so good doesn’t it?” he put his hand on your lower back, pulling you closer to him. “after all, it has been a year since we’ve fucked”

you could only moan in response, your sounds encouraging him to finish what you had started.

“I know you love it. You just can’t ever seem to get enough of me, needy little thing. I bet you’ve been dreaming about me fucking you” the confidence you instilled in him was something he’d never get tired of. It was one of the many things he was obsessed with when it came to you.

You had built him up from nothing.

“I love it when you squeeze yourself on me like that” if he kept talking to you like this, you were bound to clench even tighter around him.

Only proving he was doing an amazing job like he always had.

“you’re so filthy. You always let me fuck you completely raw. do you get off on the idea of me getting you pregnant? Want me to fill you up with my kids?” he smacked your ass harshly. The sound echoed in your small apartment.

“Answer me, baby” he lifted you up off the bed so you could answer.

“yes! Pump me full of all your come. I wanna have all your babies. I w-wanna make you a daddy” you felt so dirty but so good.

His hips faltered at your words. he pushed your face back down into the pillows, hoping you wouldn’t notice the effect your words had on him.

But the twitching of his cock gave it all away.

“yeah? Don’t worry, love. I'll give you all my babies.”

he used his other hand to caress your clit. Rubbing quick circles wanting you to come faster.

He knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold it for that long.

Something he didn’t like was not seeing your face. Every time the two of you did it, he always loved watching your expressions of pleasure.

But tonight, He was going to fuck you rough. The way he always wanted.

Luckily for everyone else in the building, your moans were muffled into the mattress.

The way he manhandled you had you dripping. You loved when he was gentle. But the way he just took charge made you even wetter.

You had never been so loud before. And the pride he felt was indescribable.

Your back arched even further, allowing him to hit a little deeper. He yanked you up by your hair, pulling you against his hard chest.

“so good for me,” he spoke right into your ear. His pace was fast and brutal. You were both so sensitive you weren’t going to last much longer.

It was just too good for him not to come.

He let go of your hair, letting you fall back on the mattress. He gave your ass a few more smacks loving your muffled cries. He leaned down and started fucking into you harder while he cupped your mouth to keep you quiet.

“I love you so fucking much,” you shook violently. Your body just went completely limp, getting lost in the pleasure from his cock. Only he could make you feel like this.

“you’re so dirty, you know that?” he fucked you faster. Every word he spoke went straight in your ear and travailed down to your core. “I just got here, and you couldn’t even wait a day to have my cock buried deep inside your tight little cunt” you couldn’t even care at this point. You were dripping shamelessly around his dick.

“I’m sure you imagined me being here in this very bed with you, touching you, tasting you, fucking you,” he whispered the last part. You made incoherent sounds, but he got the message of you agreeing to his statement.

Okay, when the hell did he become a mind reader?

He stroked every single inch of your pussy. You were so full you could feel the veins of his cock caressing your walls and his tip flicking at your sweet spot each time he pumped himself into you.

"so wet" the sounds of your wetness were so loud it was almost shameful.

It wasn’t much longer till he was twitching. The volume of your moans increased. His hand was barely enough to muffle your sounds.

He kissed your back, nipping at the skin, feeling you pulsing on him. You were just as close as he was.

He used the hand that was on your waist to rub at your clit roughly, loving the way the soft skin felt on the pads of his fingers.

You tried to tell him you were coming, but that didn’t work when his hand was tightly cupping your mouth.

“I know, love, give it all to me,” his deep voice while he called you love was exactly what you needed. His words pushed you to your much-anticipated orgasm.

A few more thrusts, and you were coming around him uncontrollably. Your body was going weak while he continued using you like a rag doll.

“that’s a good girl” the way your walls held him in a vice grip had him reaching his release shortly after you.

“o-oh fuck y/n, I'm gonna c-come,” he moaned out. Wanting to give you his all.

He never held back when he came Filling you to the brim. Some of it even spilled out of you from being so full.

He really took what you said to heart about having his kids. he always came a lot, but this was twice as much, if not more.

He kissed all the way down your back, pulling out of you gently, watching his come leaking from your pulsating hole, every time you clenched, more of his release would come dripping out.

He had the right mind to fuck it all right back into you, but that was for another time.

He pulled his sweats back up while you rolled over on your back, covering yourself with the sheets.

He left for a few moments before he came back into sight with water and a wet cloth.

“here, drink this” he gave you the water pulling back the covers to clean you off.

Something he hadn’t done before, wiping your thighs gently, making sure you were all nice and clean.

“all done” he kissed your forehead. He got back in bed with you.

The words were on the tip of your tongue, but you just couldn’t say them. he had to know that there were repercussions for his actions.

So you opted for something that was more suiting for the situation.

“That was amazing,” you say now that you were able to breathe properly.

“you always are,” he nuzzled his face in your shoulder.

“hee, you’re more amazing” there was no way you were going to let him give you all the praise.

He needed to be loved just as much as you, if not more.

You could feel him smiling against your shoulder.

“can I stay?” he says as if implying you only wanted him for sex. He only thought like that cause he didn’t understand what you saw in him. he wanted to be perfect for you, and he just wasn’t.

You nodded, stroking his hair. You knew exactly how he felt when he made that statement. You could read his mind just as well as he could read yours.

“of course, you can stay, I know things are kind of a blur right now, but I want to assure you that you were always more to me than just a stripper or someone to have sex with, and you’ll always be special to me no matter how things turn out, and you being really good at sex is just a huge plus.”

He put his hand over his face. He didn’t want you to see that giddy smile of his or how red he got from your honesty.

“oh my god, y/n, you can’t say stuff like that anymore. It only makes me for in love with you even more” he made the mistake of looking at you, revealing the fading blush on his cheeks.

“you’re so cute.”

“Stop it,” he whined.

“pfft, I know you love it” he glared at you before he broke out into a smile.

“I do,” he started giggling while you tickled his sides. His laughter could heal just about anything.

You stared at each other for god only knows how long. until you broke the silence.

“When do you leave?”

“tomorrow morning”

“can’t you stay a little longer?” he wanted to. but he had a job to get to.

“I actually have work the same day I get back, so….”

“you really didn’t plan this out, did you?” you try to hide your laugh, but that didn’t go as planned.

“you should just be happy I came to see you,” he laughed with you.

“I am”

you’ve been wanting to ask him about maybe finding a different job, one where he didn’t have women hanging off of him every night.

“do you think you’ll be quitting anytime soon?” you didn’t know how to bring it up. Or even if you should, judging by the current status of your relationship with him.

“no, why?”

“well, I thought me and you were like exclusive” it would seem as if some of his bad traits were rubbing off on you. You couldn’t tell him you loved him, but you wanted to be exclusive.

The logic simply wasn’t there.

“We are. All those girls mean nothing to me. it’s just my job.”

“but,” you sighed, “never mind.”

you dropped it. Hopefully, he didn’t think much of it.

“y/n, I promise you’re the only one for me. And I’m gonna call and text you every single morning. I messed up really bad. but I won’t make the same mistake, and I'd be an absolute fool to let you go again.”

“pinky promise” he locked his pinky with yours placing a kiss on it.

“I promise. Now rest, I’m sure you need it” right after he said that you felt sleep overcoming you.

“same goes for you. You have a long flight tomorrow.”

“Okay, goodnight, my love.”

“goodnight, hee”

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The next morning you kissed him one last time before watching him walk out of your apartment.

He left with slumped shoulders and heavy steps. But at least he felt better after seeing you and apologizing. And the sex was a huge plus.

Just like he promised, he called you every morning, in the afternoon, and at night. He finally had something to look forward to. Hearing your voice made everything he did worth it.

He had saved money to buy a house that, hopefully, you’d be moving into with him. he wasn’t sure how you felt about him still after everything, but so far, so good.

He was making even more money now, and the tips he was getting were outrageous. With the money, he decided to buy a new car ditching his old one. When you came back, he wanted you to have a visual of just how much you’ve done for him.

Just like before, you changed him for the better.

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Today he called you while he was at work, not having enough time to call you before. He was almost running late from talking to you all morning. But it was definitely worth it. If he could, he'd spend every second with you.

“hi, baby,” he waved to you over the video call.

“shh, I'm in class” you smiled at him. Hopefully, you wouldn’t get too distracted.

“oops,” he whispered while giggling.

You noticed something in the background just above his shoulder. It was a bra hanging off that same couch you had fucked each other so many times on.

Your heart dropped.

“hee, what’s that behind you,” he thought you were playing a prank on him.

“Nice try. I’m not looking behind me, y/n.”

“I'm for real. What are you doing with a bra?” you exited class before your emotions got the best of you.

He finally looked back. He was terrified. he thought he had taken care of that last night.

He wasn’t cheating. It was just some random customer who tried to come on to him that he immediately called security on.

“oh, that, someone tried to force themselves on me last night. and when I said no, they just continued anyway, and she just started taking off her clothes, but baby, I swear to you I didn’t look and had her kicked out right away.”

He really hoped you would believe him.

Before, there was no doubt. But after he lied, things were different.

“I gotta go. I'll call you later” you needed time to think.

He heard the line go silent.

“fuck!” he really thought he had cleared everything out.

Later came, and you never called him.

Days passed, and still no call. He’d given you enough time. So he took matters into his own hands.

He made an attempt to call you first.

“please answer” the phone rang three times before you picked it up.

And the attempt was a success.

“what do you want?” you didn’t mean for it to come out that harsh.

“I want to see my girl. I missed you these past few days” his eyes looked puffy, and his voice didn’t sound as enthusiastic as it always had when he called you.

You hated your dumb heart for beating so quick whenever he said you were his.

“am I really your girl? or is there someone else?”

“you know I would never do that to you” he needed to find a way to gain your trust again.

“I don’t hee, maybe this isn’t working out after all” trying to hold on to him only added a huge amount of weight on your shoulders, which at the moment you couldn’t quite carry.

“it’s working perfectly fine” he was quick to shut that down. And to him, it was working just fine.

“maybe we should take a break,” you chewed on your lip.

He was feeling that dreadful lump in his throat again.

“y-y/n, we don’t need a break. We’ve already been apart long enough” he swallowed the lump before speaking again. “let’s talk love, we just need to talk. you have to trust me on this. there’s nothing more I can tell you.”

“you broke my trust, so you’re asking me to do the impossible.”

“and I told you how sorry I am. I haven’t lied since then. Just trust me one last time, and if I fuck it up again, you can cut me off completely” that statement alone made you trust him again already. You knew deep down just how much he needed you.

Anybody could see that he was absolutely foolishly in love with you.

Even if he had done some stupid things in the past, he was willing to change for you.

“I really wish you were here,” you confessed.

“me too. I would hug you so tight and tell you just how much I love you” he was looking at you with heart eyes. All of a sudden, his voice sounded bright again.

“would you show me too?” you bit your lip.

“o-of course I would” recently, you were always making him nervous.

“Relax, I'm just teasing you.”

“o-oh, but I still would, though” you could see him blushing over the phone.

“I know”

“so, does this mean that you trust me again?” he was unknowingly picking at his thumb.

“I do” his face lit up instantly.

“thank you, thank you, thank you, okay” he took a deep breath. “I have something to tell you. I’ve been planning it for when you come home, so recently, I've been making a lot more money from work, so I figured I’d surprise you when you get back.”

“okay?” his excitement was making you smile.

“I bought a new car a-

“you what!?”

“calm down. That’s not even the exciting part. I'll save the best for last. so are you ready?”

“I think so?” you were getting nervous.

“I got us a house!” he was so excited. You were the first person he told. not to say anyone else cared, but he even put you before his family. You were his family now and his best friend, soon-to-be girlfriend, fingers crossed.

“heeseung”

“It has three bedrooms-

“heeseung,” you called out to him in between his little speech.

“one for us, one for your cousin or your friends if they ever want to visit, and the la-

“heeseung!” you were going to have a heart attack if you let him continue.

“what? y/n, I'm almost done. Just let me finish, please. this is the best part. And the last room is a nursery. I didn’t decorate it yet cause I wanted you and me to do it together” he pointed at you, then himself over the phone with the biggest smile you had ever seen on his face.

You had to hang up the phone before you fainted.

What the hell is his problem?

He called you back immediately. You didn’t even have time to recover.

“We must have got disconnected,” he pouted. “so yeah, that’s it. I'm so excited. I can’t wait till you come home.”

You didn’t want to cry. But he was making it hard not to.

“why would you do all that?” a tear fell from your eye.

“oh no, y/n, please don’t cry” he wasn’t expecting this type of reaction from you. he thought you would be excited.

“Are you insane?” he felt like what he did was wrong.

“well, I guess I could just resell the house if you don’t want to move in with me” he sounded so disappointed. he went from 100 to 0 all in a matter of seconds. That’s what type of power you had over him. But you would never abuse it.

“no. I want to move in with you. but you did all this without even knowing how I felt about you.”

He chuckled awkwardly.

“yeah, I was hoping for the best. I guess I was just so happy that I didn’t think about you possibly rejecting me. Even if you did reject me, I’d still find a way to get you. And this is just the start of everything. I want to do with you. I’ve been looking at places we can travel to, sights to see, and things to do together. I even know where I'm gonna ask you to be my girlfriend, too” he smiled matter of factly. He looked so proud.

Whoops.

He did have a habit of talking too much.

“you do?” you couldn’t hide your smile. He was just too adorable.

“Actually, forget about that last part” he couldn’t believe he blew it already.

Could he be any cuter?

“At least I don’t know the day,” you laughed with him.

“that’s true” the silence took over, the reality of what he had just told you finally set in. he basically said he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, for real this time.

“hee,” he looked back at you through the phone.

“yes, my love?” he was so lost in your eyes.

“I love you” he was listening intently until those words left your lips.

He dropped his phone in pure happiness, and you just sat there confused, staring at a black screen while you heard him coughing hysterically in the background.

“hee? Baby? are you okay?” his face came back into view.

“umm… no. Maybe? yes!” he turned the phone away to wipe his eyes and regain his composure before coming back into the frame. “I love you more” he blew you a kiss over the phone.

Now he was making you blush. he never failed to make you feel butterflies.

“well, it’s getting late. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?”

“sound’s good to me. goodnight y/n”

“goodnight, hee”

you went back and forth like this for at least 5 minutes. Neither of you wanted to hang up, so you didn’t.

You both laid down in bed, catching up on random things until you couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore.

You fell asleep first, and he watched you for a little while, just admiring your features until your soft snores lulled him to sleep not long after. It was the best sleep either of you had in a long time.

You couldn’t wait to go home.

END

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me after re-editing this for the 100th time

anyways this is part 2 of “angel” let me know your thoughts 💭 please leave feedback and reblog. It’s always appreciated💙 sorry for any typos or errors. I hope you enjoy it.☁️

(permanent taglist) @hee-in @scarlet127 @ashxsmoon

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also, I might be taking a small break cause I’m not happy with how this came out.

Two major problems for me are

the perspectives of the characters

the build-up and interaction between the two, I feel, could have been conveyed way better

I prefer part 1 way over this one. Tbh I feel like my writing goes downhill whenever I make more parts.😞

but yeah, I may take a teeny break to work on some things so I can write better stories for you all in the future. I’m still learning a lot of things

also en-noona if you’re seeing this, I just wanted to say hi👋🏽 💙

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Star Struck

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↳ Summary: You’re a creature of habit, you plan everything from each hour to each day, so you can imagine the chaos which ensues after you discover a random guy leaking black goo in a ditch- who just so happens to be an alien.

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/Reader

↳ Genre: lowkey strangers to lovers, alien!jungkook, fluff, smut, 

Word Count: 13k

Tags: tentacle sex im sorry, foreplay, oral (f) but not?? jungkook is technically a virgin by human standards ayyy, penetration, nipple play, over stimulation, double penetration, squirting, sub!jungkook, breath play, spit kink, jungkook can make his own lube??, anal im so sorry, praise kink, they become soul mates on accident oops,

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You didn’t see nor understand what JK was talking about at first, he just fumbled along between alleyways and roads and nobody, or what little people were on the streets didn’t look at you twice given your friend was as tall and broad as he was. Perks of being with a man you guessed. You still didn’t know what he was actually talking about except for the assumption that he had found his...friends…?

Eventually JK had dragged you through a lot of fields which had made you increasingly anxious, what if a kidnapper was out here? True you wouldn’t mind him using his talon like tentacles then but still...You also didn’t want to go to jail for assisting a homicide...Standing in an empty field, at the dead of night, was not what you intended on doing on a friday night.

JK seemed excited though as he bounced, grabbing a hold of you, he pressed his thumb to your forehead, your eyes fluttering shut on instinct from being so close to him suddenly but your brows pinched and an uncomfortable ache throbbed in your head before he released you. Rubbing your head you whined before you looked up again, only jumping with a screech at the...ship...in front of you...which was NOT there a moment ago. 

“Home!” JK announced proudly as he grabbed your hand, tugging you along against your will, was this really...his ship? Oh god what if he was abducting you...You didn’t have time to think as he ushered you inside. It looked small on the outside admittedly but on the inside it was all glossy and clean, a sleek futuristic look dawning the interior.

Futuristic, he was an alien, you weren’t shocked at the assessment but still. This must’ve been the hanger or...living area… or...hell if you knew ship terms, it looked like the dining room but you didn’t expect two others to appear. All of them speaking in that same throaty tongue as he ran to them, embracing them with pure excitement on his face before he pointed to you, a look of pride on his face as he cleared his voice, “Y/n.” He spoke clearly as if introducing you.

 You gave an awkward stiff wave before immediately dropping your arm, you were going to be extremely pissed if this was the LSD trip you thought you were having yesterday. You watched them all speak to one another before the one on the right nodded, saying something before gesturing JK off, who hurriedly ran off leaving you alone....with two aliens…

They both looked at you expectantly as you looked around, “Hi…” You offered an awkward smile, “You guys are terrifying…” Watching the one on the right grab a watering can to pour over a small...purple colored...tree? “You less so…” You turned to the other one, his eyes dark and piercing and wow…if you thought JK was hot you hadn’t even thought about what it would look like to seem someone attractive from his species, “You the most…” You wrapped your arms around yourself uncomfortably. 

“He’s just assessing you, Taehyung’s like that with anyone associated with our Jungkookie.” You nearly wheezed at the sound of the one on the right speaking full...English…he offered a dimpled smile as if anticipating that reaction, “Apologies. I’m Namjoon, I’m sure you’re extremely confused and scared with everything going on.” 

“...You could say that…” Your twisted somewhat painfully as you nodded rapidly, it was midnight and you were in a fucking spaceship, “Ummm, where did JK go…?” 

Namjoon as he called himself suddenly snorted, shaking his head as he sighed, “Told him he should’ve paid more attention in the academy,” He rolled his eyes, “Jungkook,” He emphasised the name, “That’s his full Earth name. He just forgot it because he never pays attention,” He offered a weak smile, “And he’s in the memoir chamber rememorizing English so he can actually speak to you. It’s handy for us Orionian’s in case a situation like this happens and we don’t know archaic languages like English.”

You didn’t understand a word of what he just said, “I’m sorry...I think I’m too dumb to talk to you, honestly…” You felt extremely stupid but much to your surprise Namjoon laughed in delight, as if endured by your words. 

“You humans are pretty humble huh,” He hummed as he continued watering the rest of his  plants, “Anyways, our ship crashed here on Earth on our way to the andromeda galaxy and Jungkook ended up falling out, it was an...extremely rocky crash…” His smile still weak as if a vague memory entered his mind, “You have our utmost thanks for taking him in when he was injured and housing him.” 

“It’s no problem, I would’ve done it for anyone.” You shifted a little, smiling a tiny bit despite still not feeling as comfortable as you wish you could be, it was just difficult to take in everything that was rapidly changing but your words still stood, you would have. Especially for...Jungkook...you lingered on the same, it sounded more fitting for the tall puppy like boy. 

“So what are your intentions with Jungkook?” You jumped at how deep the second voice was...Taehyung if you remembered correctly and he only looked about as hot as he was intimidating, “Why did you take him in if you knew his identity.” 

You flailed a little, intending to speak yet no words came out...you...you hadn’t really thought about it...at all honestly…”I...I ummm...well…” 

“Are you working for them?” Taehyung stepped towards you, his expression becoming cold as you feebly took a step back looking towards the ground and unsure of how to answer or if you’d even given him a satisfying answer. 

“Stop.” The new voice was raspy and low, not too terribly deep, but just enough to sound charming and rather rugged, Jungkook had appeared again only this time, immediately standing defensively in front of you, “She found me and even after finding out about me being an Orionian she didn’t report me to any Earth officials. I trust her, and you should too.” 

He...he could speak...perfect English now...What!? 

Taehyung’s eyes narrowed onto you, still distrustful but he laid off, “Right...and what is this about you bonding with her? I don’t think she’d be a good vessel.” 

Jungkook’s jaw twitched and you could see the glow of the crescents on his hand burning in red, “Well I’m not asking for your permission to bond with her.” He spat back, his brows furrowed and his lip twitching in anger, suddenly he didn’t look so cute and puppy like anymore, “And it’s not like we’re getting off Earth anytime soon with the ship in this state, so it’s best if we just resume the plan as originally intended.” 

“You think I’d choose a vessel as inferior as humans to have my offspring?” Taehyung’s face curled as if that was the biggest insult he had ever heard and yet you nearly choked at his words, vessel? Offspring? Uh what? 

“Stop fighting,” Namjoon sighed and much to your surprise both of the two boys quieted down, Jungkook still stood in front of you, shuffling a little closer as Namjoon sighed, “Jungkook is right…” He made a noise of victory as Taehyung’s mouth twitched in anger, the marks along his body burning a deep red that was just a little scary to watch from afar, “With the technology at hand here on Earth and with Arbitrators searching for us, it’s in our best interest to make the most of what we have here. Besides, Earth is unsuspecting and was one of our forerunner’s best creations. It’s not too far off irony to let them be the vessel of our offspring.” 

You stared up at Jungkook’s broad back in disbelief...this man was trying to impregnate you after a half a day of knowing you!? You weren’t sure plan B was prepared for this shit. Jungkook looked deeply satisfied at Taehyung’s reaction though before he turned to you, his expression soft and puppy-like as he smiled somewhat timidly before speaking as if he was a little giddy, “Hi…” 

You could’ve said anything in this moment, in which Jungkook looked like he had been excitedly waiting for, and yet your choice of words had been admittedly poor.

“You’re gonna have to bag another bitch, I don’t do kids! I...I did NOT sign up for this!” You immediately backed away from him like he was poison and you didn’t know how these fuckers procreated and at this point you weren’t sure you wanted to learn!

Jungkook’s lips parted and he looked a little hurt before he quickly approached you again, “I don’t expect you to want to carry my children yet….” 

“Yet!?” You shouted out making all three of them flinch a little, “I...I just let you stay at my place because you looked like you were dying in a ditch, and now! I’m in a spaceship, I can’t find the exit and you can suddenly speak English and you’re talking about kids!? This...nu-uh this is going way too fast. I...I really need to get home.” 

Jungkook’s lips trembled a little as he reached out for you, “I’ll take you back! Or-! Or you could stay here until the morning, you shouldn’t be out alone, Earth has proved to be unsafe at night.” He tenderly held your forearms as your expression awkwardly twisted. 

“Nothing worse could happen to me than what happened earlier tonight,” You shook your head rapidly as you sighed, “Just show me the exit, I’ll be fine, really. I’m happy for you! Seriously! I mean it looks like you’re reunited with your kin so there’s no reason for us to stay in contact and it’s been fun and out of this world- literally.” You laughed a little as you rambled, all three staring at you wide eyed, “But like, seriously I’ll keep this to myself and just hope it’s a really shitty drug trip like I originally thought it was…”

Jungkook sighed, lowering his head in defeat and his lips trembled a little in that sulky way it had been this morning as he went to the hatch where you both had come in, dialing a few buttons he waited a moment as he mumbled, “I just want to explain everything to you, I owe you that, at least…” 

You said nothing waiting for the door to open as he dialed a few other buttons, and a few more, and again...and again…”Um,” He cleared his throat a little, “Namjoon…? The door?” He asked, his eyes doe like as he stared at his companion who sighed, squeezing between you both as he also dialed a few numbers into the glowing pad. 

They both waited before Namjoon’s lips twisted into a sigh as if somehow expecting this to happen before he spoke, “Doors’ jammed...again…”

“This is fucking perfect.” Taehyung swore with a sigh, gritting his teeth as his eyes glared into you briefly, causing you to sheepishly back a little towards Jungkook, “I’m going back to my pod, I can’t deal with this.” He brooded before leaving as you looked between both aliens. 

“...Jammed? The door? As in…?” 

Jungkook’s lips twisted into a nervous smile, his marks glowing a light purple as he coughed, “Looks like we’ll have plenty of time to talk now…” Fuck! Why did things have to be this complicated, it could have been worse, but it was the same annoyance you had when Youtube played an unskippable ad, or when the lead in your pencil broke, a cookie falling onto the floor, that type of inconvenience.

Unshockingly Jungkook didn’t hold the same feeling as he spoke gently, “I can show you to my pod, it’ll be awhile before the door gets fixed…” He gave you an endearing apologetic smile. 

“...As long as you aren’t gonna try to knock me up then sure.” You stared at him in disdain, making him weakly smile as he stepped back up the metal stairs and if you didn’t know any better you would’ve assumed he was actually happy you were stuck with no other choice but to stay. 

“Once you see her to your pod, a word please Jungkook...” Namjoon’s gaze was fixed on the door quizzically as if already trying to deduce what had made it jammed, he made no effort to look back at you both but you could tell it was probably important. 

Jungkook only nodded eagerly and kept your hand in his as he lead you down the small the hallway, lights flickering and while you were anything but an engineer or mechanic, it wasn’t hard to tell they had crash landed, Jungkook ignored the mess against the walls as he typed in something before a door slid open revealing what you assumed was his room, the door slid shut behind you making you jump a little as you investigated the space. It was a minimalistic room, a few trinkets laid around and a messy bed was against the wall.

“You can sleep if you want...I know you were tired when I woke you up…” Jungkook’s marks glowed a soft pink as he bashfully looked at the ground, scratching his cheek as if he didn’t know what to say, “I um...I should go speak to my brother.” 

Before you could even say anything Jungkook had already left looking somewhat sheepish, leaving you to curiously look around the room, it was spacious and in tones of deep brown and black, a few gadgets laying around on his nightstand as you tilted your head. 

His pod...so basically...a bedroom. You assumed as much as you couldn’t really make a distinct difference between the two. True you could’ve slept like he had suggested, you were exhausted but too wired to even think about sleeping at the moment due to how bizarre of circumstances you were in. You were in an alien’s bedroom, on a space ship...

You had took your time browsing around the room, curiously holding a few trinkets in an attempt to figure out what they were, time passed slowly and for a while, you began to wonder if this was just a set up for them to butt probe you like Jimin had original thought they would. Not that you would mind as much as him but- besides the point, the longer you were left with your thoughts, the more that piled up.

When the door abruptly opened you nearly jumped out of your skin, hurriedly setting down what looked like a portable flame thrower before whirling around, Jungkook looked a little timid as he smiled, “I’m sorry that took so long...Um...” He closed the door gently before he gestured, “Please, go ahead and rest, from my understanding...um...humans have a standard sleep cycle yes?” 

You didn’t fully understand what he was asking besides if you slept at night, rubbing your neck you did as he gestured, taking a seat on the bed before you jumped a little as it did not feel like a normal bed, “Uh I guess...? Why...why didn’t you just leave? You...didn’t have to wake me.” You mumbled, scooping your feet up as you laid down, shifting a little as you tried to get comfortable.

The bed felt almost like a marshmallow, something in between water and memory foam as the bed moved in slow, lapping waves as you attempted to get comfortable again with a pout tugging on your lips. 

Jungkook watched you with endearment before he laid on the bed next to you, “You have to stop moving, coranium matches the pattern of your body to keep everything aligned and slowly adjusts to the movement of your body throughout your sleep duration.” 

You rolled onto your side to look at him as you curled up a little, his marks still a light pink and his smile a little shy as he spoke, “To answer your question I mean...I feel like it should be obvious, I want to make my bond with you so it was natural I wanted to take you with me. I don’t know Earth well enough to confidently navigate it on my own without getting lost. I couldn’t risk leaving you and then being unable to find my way back. As well as I knew I’d be able to learn English fast in the memoir chamber, so then we’d be able to talk…” he smiled a bit timidly, his eyes fondly washing over your face as you awkwardly scooted a little away from him. 

His eyes downcasting a little at the gesture as he frowned, and once again, even despite speaking english now it didn’t help his case in looking like a kicked puppy, “Well...am I supposed to know what a memoir chamber is? And….bonding and...literally everything you guys have said thus far?” 

Jungkook rested his chin on his hands as he hummed, thinking about your words carefully before he spoke, “The memoir chamber is in most Orionian ships, it helps us adapt to the planet around us and depending on what region we’re in, the language. Our kind carry human DNA- or...moreso the other way around, so inherently we know all Earth languages as they descended from Orionian dialect, but…” He scratched his cheek, marks glowing pink once more, “I had a difficult time studying earth languages in the academy. It’s unrealistic for us to know them all, so the Memoir serves as a rebrief to put in the language back into our minds.” 

God what were you in now? A shitty sy-fy film? You rolled onto your back as you said no more, thinking about his answer for a good long minute before you parted your lips only to shut them...Hold on one damn minute- did he just insinuate his kind created humans? Knowing all languages? What!? “I don’t even know how to unpack that sentence…” You muttered, staring up at the ceiling which twinkled in a galaxy of constellations and if you didn’t know any better you would’ve assumed it was an open glass ceiling to outer space.

It aligned with nebula’s and stars, planets for what looked like miles and miles. You could stare at it for hours in awe, how did you not notice that until now.

“I could only imagine being human, it’s a lot to take in,” Jungkook offered a gentle smile, “As for bonding…” He was pink all over as he scratched his cheek again, eyes fluttering away from yours almost shyly, “It’s what it sounds like, when we Orionian’s find a person who we like and want to share our life with, we begin a bond, and it takes awhile for the bond to grow but once it’s finished, we’d complete it with a mating cycle, and then...We’re celestially bond together.” He mumbled a little shyly, his eyes looked like stars twinkling as he talked about it, almost in a dreamy fashion. 

“....” You couldn’t even find the words to say anything before you muttered, “You’ve known me for a day…” True Jungkook was cute, but all of this stuff about bonding and space really made it difficult to grasp the concept in a way which wasn’t him basically proposing to you.

Jungkook looked as if he had been abruptly pulled from his little fantasy world as he frowned, propping himself on his forearm as he spoke, “Time is only a concept for Orionian’s, when we know who our bond is meant for, we just know. It doesn’t matter if I’ve known you a day or your whole life, my feelings won’t change. I want us to bond.” His voice lowered a little, his eyes doe-like and filled with a sugary sweetness as he closed the gap between you both. 

You were speechless. Many times in your life you had felt this way, but genuinely, you had no words. An alien just professed his love to you within twenty four hours of knowing him all because...what…? You fed him twice? Let him sleep in your bed once? What had you possibly done for him to think you could be his...his wife!? 

“I’m not getting married, I- I mean I’m flattered! I am.” You sat up, once again, pulling away from him as he mirrored you, his lips jutting into an almost frustrated pout, “But like...I just turned twenty one this year....I’m hardly a person let alone wife material.”

“Bonding is hardly even close to the equivalent of human marriage,” Jungkook wrinkled his nose, almost a little endeared, he knew little of human marriage from the media he had watched when you weren’t present, and while humans had similar ideas of romance, it was hardly comparable, he spoke gently, “It’s far more special and permanent. Being bonded is…” He closed his eyes, a half dimpled smile on his lips as he hummed, “It’s like feeling like the universe has completely aligned on your behalf, and that the planets and stardust gifted you a celestial mate who would never turn their back on you, who would always dry your tears and heal you when you’re hurt. The bond extends past this lifetime and into the next and so forth.” 

“...You lost me at ‘more’ permanent…” For a woman with a whole baggage load of commitment issues Jungkook was really not selling this idea to you well, “Sorry but I think you got the wrong girl.” You could appreciate the bizarreness of this situation and admittedly you felt like you’d always have a superior ‘main character’ moment story to one up somebody with but this whole business about being stuck with someone for multiple lifetimes and having alien babies was really not something you could follow up with.

Jungkook looked severely hurt which made you do a double take, not quite anticipating such a pitiful reaction as his lips quivering and his eyes even looking somewhat glassy as he spoke, “O-oh...I see…” 

wow way to make you feel like an asshole. He had shuffled a little curling up against himself as if trying to make himself appear small as he looked away from you. Sighing you ran a hand through your hair, well fuck, what did you have to lose at this point in your life?

“...Jesus christ, okay...what...what does...you know…” you coughed a little, rubbing your neck as Jungkook’s doe eyes looked at you timidly before darting away when you met his gaze, “What does this bonding shit entail anyway?” 

Jungkook was incredibly attractive, there was no denying it and the worst that could happen would be things didn’t work and you just went back to normal non-tentacle men. Jungkook perked a little at your question, still seeming a bit reserved as he mumbled, “Well...bonding is a long process...it’s not something out of human fiction that just immediately happens. When a bond is first created it’s incredibly delicate, you have to be careful and make sure both partners dedicate time to strengthening the bond.”

Laying your head against your arms that were folded in front of you while listening intently you hummed, “And let’s say hypothetically, could the bond be broken?” 

Jungkook’s expression crumpled a little as he mumbled, “It can be severed, but the more strengthened the bond is, the more painful it’ll be for both partners. But yes, it is possible. I should also mention a bond is only possible unless both partners are in agreement and want it just as much as the other.” 

You hummed, thinking about his words, so technically it wasn’t really possible given both of you had different alignments right now, “Alright well, here on Earth we call it dating, which is a lot less intensive than that, so if you want me to do that then you’re gonna have to go by human standards first.” It was reasonable enough and a happy compromise.

You wouldn’t deny you felt a pull towards Jungkook, ever since he had arrived yesterday morning your life had been anything but normal and yet you embraced every twist and turn so far and...there was admittedly a secret giddy part of you that revelled in old childhood nostalgia that someone had actually fallen from the sky and would now show you a world of many possibilities outside of earth. 

The only thing holding you back was the logic and reason that your family held and pushed onto you at a young age, long gone were the days of staring up at the stars in hopes of seeing something supernatural and daydreaming during recess about being whisked off earth. You didn’t know how to connect with that childlike side of yourself anymore, it had been so long since you bothered with those thoughts that now that the opportunity was presented to you, you genuinely didn’t know how to react.

Jungkook had immediately perked up his brows raised and immediate interest in his expression, “I’ll do it! If it means winning your affection,” his smile was a little toothy and innocent as he spoke, “How do humans date? What do they do?” He tilted his head in curiosity while waiting excitedly for your reply.

You couldn’t help but smile a little at how enthusiastic he was, “Well…” you drew a breath in thought, “It’s not too different then it is from now, we’ll go out to eat together, get to know each other, stuff like that.” 

Jungkook deflated a little, confusion in his eyes as he frowned, “But that’s stuff we do now...as...friends…” his frown furthered on his lips, “What sets friends and dating apart if we do the same thing…?” 

You rubbed your neck, beginning to get a little flustered at his question as you shifted a little, mumbling, “Well the difference is friends are strictly platonic, dating someone means you’re interested in them romantically and...you know...we hold hands...or cuddle or...I don’t know romantic shit…Stuff friends don’t do.” 

When did Jungkook get closer to you? His head tilted in curiosity as he spoke, “...And? Is that it? I’m sorry,” he apologized a bit bashfully, looking rather pink, “I’m trying to discern possible differences in boundaries set between a regular human relationship compared to Orionian’s…I don’t want to do anything that might make you...uncomfortable…” 

You stared at him for a good moment, as if trying to discern whatever he was trying to say without actually saying it, “Well...I’m not sure how different it can be…” Jungkook said nothing, fidgeting a little as you looked at him for a long moment, “...I’d tell you if you made me uncomfortable.” Was this...going where you thought it was going? 

Jungkook shuffled a little closer, his nose nearly brushing yours and his lips that looked so soft jutted into a slight pout, his eyes could hardly meet yours as he timidly asked, “...How...intimate are humans in their relationships?” 

Your face felt like it was on fire though as you muttered with raised brows, “Uh pretty hands on...if you wanna fuck me you can just ask.” You looked up at him, feeling a bit bold given he was a little more on the shy side, you could tell just him asking that had obviously taken a lot of courage on his part.

Jungkook’s marks had suddenly filtered from baby pink to a deep maroon, his face looked nothing except shy and a bit hazy as he mumbled, “Would you let me…? I don’t...exactly share the same anatomy as your male counterpart...Orionian’s...intimacy looks a bit different.” 

You felt intrigued and horny at the same time, it was tentacles wasn’t it? Please god let it be the tentacles, “You can’t threaten me with a good time,” you laughed a little, trying to take a little bit of the nervous edge off Jungkook as you offered a small smile, “Just show me, I’m...what other humans would consider pretty kinky. Doubt it’ll scare me off.” You couldn’t admit that his tentacles were immediately making your panties soaked because god did you want to be filled up like a scared hentai girl right now.

You squeaked at Jungkook suddenly climbing on top of you, his eyes hazy and he pulled the sweatshirt over his head, revealing the strip of glowing maroon that led up the center of his arms and wrapped over his shoulders, his tentacles suddenly emerging from his back much to your horny excitement, “Our tendons are both are strongest and weakest point of our body.” Jungkook mumbled against your neck, the feeling of something extremely foreign wrapping around your thigh, almost something between like a soft silicon and jello substance. 

Not sticky like you had anticipated, but soft enough that it could be almost considered wet, “They protect us but they’re also what we use to procreate with, if they’re cut off or majorly damaged, we become sterilized. My eggs…” He suddenly became a bit timid as he mumbled, “They aren’t fertile yet...But regardless I wouldn’t fill you unless we were bonded, so you won’t have to worry about impregnation. Intimacy is still an act of strengthening a bond though, so it’s utilized a lot at the beginning of an Orionian relationship.”

You weren’t fully paying attention at this point, too busy nearly drooling at the feeling of his tendon slithering along your clothes, “I can understand if you’d prefer to not do this though.” Jungkook seemed somewhat embarrassed and timid, his tendons slithering around your pajama band but doing nothing further.

“No!” He nearly jumped  at how you almost yelled it, your eyes frantic and you were nearly dripping at how horny you were, your voice needy as you whined, “I’m literally a slut Jungkook, I’m more than happy to experiment.” 

Jungkook didn’t need anymore confirmation then just that, his tentacle that had been playing with the band of your pajamas immediately pushing underneath it as you whined, your legs immediately parting for it as it ran up your panties, the soft wetness that ebbed from it soaking whatever was dry of your panties, was this arousal of his own? He moaned softly as he pressed his face into your neck, “I know you feel this is fast, but Orionian’s tend to not like to waste time.” His tentacles slid along your panties before pushing inside the band.

Your lips parted at the soft wet sensation of it gently prodding along your clit in exploration making a yelp escape you.

Jungkook jolted a little in concern as he looked down at you, somewhat shyly and his cheeks were a deep maroon much like his marks, “Keep…! Fuck!” You whined at the way his tentacles as if testingly flicked along your clit, another tentacle which had been floating behind him absently had suddenly emerged forward, making quick work of your pajamas and panties as the other continued working along your clit making you whimper as your back arched a little. 

The second tendon slowly brushed along your soaked cunt, embarrassingly wet sounds could be heard throughout the room as Jungkook moaned in contentment, “This feels so nice,” he mumbled with a whine, the second tentacle which had been stroking you slowly wiggled against your entrance making you squeak. Your horniness couldn’t be put into words at how bad you wanted this man to shove all tentacles inside you.

Your lips immediately parting at the tip of the tentacle pushing inside you, it was too soft to be considered that of a toy or dildo but too firm to be anything foreign, you couldn’t resist propping yourself up onto your elbows, your legs spread as you looked down, your face twisting and cheeks throbbing at the lewd sight of two tentacles hard at work on your cunt, one continuously flicking your clit and rubbing along it while the other began to testingly thrust inside you. 

Your lips dropped open as you moaned feeling Jungkook push it further and further inside you before giving it a testing wiggle, a scream nearly ripped from your throat at how it hit all the right spots.

Unable to even support yourself as you dropped back down with a whine as Jungkook quickly began to pick up the pace even more, “Fuck,” he moaned softly, the tentacle pulsed and throbbed as it squished and wiggled while being thrusted back and forth in short motions, your cunt was so tight and your walls kept trapping him further and further inside you as you whined, “Mm, females of my kind don’t have anything like this,” he moaned two more tentacles had suddenly appeared from his back, one pinning your wrists above your head and the other wandering to your flimsy shirt before pushing underneath it, and much to his delight Jungkook found nothing underneath except your soft breasts, “Nothing this- mmm, fuck,” it came out more of a whine this time as you felt his tentacles wiggling in delight at the way your cunt clenched around him, “small, and warm...Fuck,” Jungkook dipped his head, running a hand through his hair, the third tendon wrapped around your nipple making you whimper, jolting as your cunt squeezed around the tentacle that was beginning to roughly split apart your walls as it discovered your g-spot, your mouth parting as whined spilled from your lips at the insane feeling of the tip of his tentacles flicking up against it rapidly.

“Ah! Fuck fuck fuck, Jungkook!” You whined as your back arched, your eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head at how many sensations were going on, between him finding the sweet spot of your clit, the tip of his tentacle flicking up into your g-spot the other one squeezing with just the right amount of pressure on your nipple. 

Jungkook’s lips parted and his eyes were hazy but in awe at the way your body contorted, your small little walls nearly entrapping his tentacle as you came harshly, whined and whimpers escaping you as he forcefully kept flicking up into your g-spot, his other rubbing gently against your clit as your body frantically moved, yet your hips kept thrusting up to try and take more of his tendon as you whined, “Fuck…! Jungkook! Ah..!” Jungkook moaned softly as he gave you just what you wanted, pushing himself further inside you until he was dangerously close to your cervix.

His tentacle was soft enough that no pain was even involved as he kept wiggling it into you, soundless moans escaped you as your cunt began wrapping convulsing around him, your clit burning in pleasure due to sensitivity as he kept letting the soft tendon rub against the tender bud.

“Fuck!” You whined, liquid suddenly spewing from your cunt much to Jungkook’s surprise, his tentacle had immediately restricted at the feeling leaving your cunt feeling empty and tears nearly escaping yours eyes in frustration due to it despite his second tendon continually abusing your clits sweet spot, within the second the first tentacle entered your once more pushing with no hesitation right back to its original position as Jungkook began wiggling once again with short thrusts. 

Your walls kept squeezing around him causing him to moan as he whined, “You- you need to stop doing that...feels too good.” He mumbled shyly against your skin as you nearly convulsed in pleasure at the way his third tendon was wrapped around your nipple, giving the bit of pressure that had your cunt squeezing around his tentacle, too busy in your own pleasure to care about what he wanted, your hand wrapped around his throat making his eyes widen and his lips part submissively, “I’m gonna keep doing what I want baby- fuck...I think you like it when my little cunt squeezes around it.” You purposely clenched around his tentacle and you could physically feel it throb inside you.

Jungkook’s lips trembled a little a moan escaped him at your hand squeezing lightly around his throat his tentacle immediately fucking you even faster in comply as your lips parted in glee, your hips rolling a little to slide along the slick thick tendon, “Thats right baby boy, I bet you’ve never felt a cunt like this before huh?” You let out a shaky cackle as your hand sadistically squeezed harder around his neck. 

His gaze dropped and he only whined, quickly crumbling to your dominant hands that only excited you further, it was one thing to cross off your bucket list getting fucked by an alien, it was two being able to dom one, “Oh am I suddenly in control now?” You mockingly pouted before a twisted smirk curled on your face at how Jungkook wouldn’t meet your eyes any longer.

Power was practically leaking in your veins, you were getting fucked by a tentacle alien and he was a shy little sub? Your squeezed harsher around his neck, a whiney moan suddenly escaping him as his tentacle harshly pulsed inside you before it frozen, his face buried into your neck, impatient and now knowing you could boss him around freely your hips lifted, squelching and slipping around the tendon with ease as his lips trembled against your neck, “Mmm! P-please! You have to slow down…” he whimpered a little at how cruel you were being with him. 

You could care less in this moment though, too busy living out your dream fantasy bucking your hips against the soft subtle material, your cunt squeezing around him as you moaned softly.

Your moan twisted to a growl at the feeling of his tentacle pausing in your clit, your hand finding his hair as you harshly balled it into your hand, “I didn’t give you permission to stop.” Jungkook’s gaze lowered and his eyes a little watery despite the angry pout on his face.

“You aren’t listening to me.” He mumbled stubbornly and your lips twitched, outwardly showing displeasure but inwardly seeking the chase he was trying to give. Jungkook fumbled with you had pushed away, briefly his tendons pulled away in semi surprise, at first assuming you had taken his shy words the wrong way but he was quickly mistaken when he was shoved onto the bed, a whine escaping him as the tentacles quickly adjusted to be semi flattened. His lips were quivering at the sight of your naked body straddling him and your hand on his jaw, “Truthfully, I don’t think you want me to listen baby.” You pouted mockingly, the feeling of his stretched tentacles seekingly wrapping around your thighs, “Open.” 

Jungkook’s lips parted a little, his eyes watering and looking a little confused at your words, but you had took advantage of the opportunity, spitting into his mouth as he suddenly whined, his ears bright red following along with the magenta color coursing through his body as your hand wrapped around his throat in a firm grip, “Good boy.” You smiled loosely, wiping a stray bit of saliva from his lip as he whined, a tentacle beginning to stroke against your soaked cunt once more but this time he did nothing except in hopes of an invitation.

“Such a good boy, go on, I know you want to.” You cooed out, your head hanging a little and your lips parting at the feeling of the tentacle plunging back inside your warm walls with a loud squelch, “Stay still.” You commanded sharply and with a noisy whine from Jungkook as he obediently listened, you could feel the foreign tendon inside you pulsing still as if it nearly killed him to do so. Your hips steadily began to move along the tentacle, your cunt clenching around it as you took more of him it only got fatter and thicker the more you took. 

“Ahh, fuck. That’s it baby, c’mon keep filling me up. I know you want to. I can see it in your face.” You taunted, feeling his tentacle doing a test wiggle inside you as you slid along it, arousal coating him as he whined, you had a great view of his other tentacles sliding from under his back and extending upward, the second quickly made way for your clit much to your excitement, your lips parted and a whine escaping you as it kept rubbing into your sweet spot it had previously discovered. 

You were too busy trembling and moaning, attempting to fight off another orgasm at the feeling of your clit almost feeling like it was being ate out at how soft the tip of his tentacle was gently lapping against it and a soft wet arousal of his own leaking from the tip, you had bounced against his tendon in short motions, craving all of him inside you as your body began to convulse, your hands balling against his chest with a whine at how difficult it was to stop yourself from cumming immediately.

Jungkook wasn’t letting go without a fight though, a third tentacle had surprised you, pushing between the cheeks of your ass making you nearly gasp a whine, “Fuck! Fuck, please.” You mumbled in a moment of weakness, giving your consent that you’d like to trust he’d be able to make this feel good. Jungkook didn’t hesitate for a second, the tentacle oozed a slippery liquid, his own arousal along your puckered rim. You were almost too fucked out to even pay attention, your body busy still riding him and trying to focus on anything but the feeling of the slippery tentacle flicking at your clit and finding nearly every pleasurable nerve physically possible. 

It was difficult to miss the third one pushing slowly into your ass as your lips jumbled something nearly incomprehensible, your body collapsing semi against him, only being held up by your weak forearms, “Mmph! Fuck baby keep going, just like that. Such a good boy for me.” 

Jungkook squeaked out what sounded like a pleasant noise at the praise, perhaps sensing your body beginning to crumble as his tentacles took back over, quickly thrusting inside you once more and wiggling to his heart's pleasure as drool nearly dropped from your lips. Unable to even do anything or say anything with two tentacles plunged inside you. 

The tip of the tentacle was just narrow enough to slip inside your ass with a gentle sting but pleasurable enough to make your toes curl and whines escape you at the feeling of the force of his thrusts on either side of your body. His second was still lapping up around your clit, finding that perfect spot that nearly made your vision go white and you weren’t sure what escaped your throat other than possibly the best orgasm you would ever experience in your life. 

And it didn’t stop after a second, it just kept going with his tentacles drilling inside you and lapping around your delicate hyper sensitive clit as you whined and cried against him. Jungkook moaned softly as you felt what potentially might have been a second tentacle greedily pushing inside your cunt, whimpers escaping you at how harshly he was thrusting up inside you and how stretched your body was. 

Your mouth parting at the feeling of the forth tentacle pushing its way to meet the first as you squeaked and whined against him, a tentacle wrapping around your waist to hold up your lower body that nearly collapsed as your vision blurred with tears at how hard you were being fucked. Jungkook’s eyes were shut tightly and his hands had finally grabbed your waist as extra support as his third tentacle wiggled its way further into your ass. The pleasurable sting becoming more and more noticeable as you cried out at the feeling of one tentacle flicking up against your g-spot and the other harshly thrusting into you while your clit was hypersensitive at the feeling of being rubbed and flicked. 

Your last orgasm couldn’t even compete with this one as you cried out, body convulsing and cunt tightening as you nearly scrambled almost looking possessed to the unknown eye, your body had clenched up so hard at being so filled you hadn’t even heard the sharp whine from Jungkook. Hot liquid suddenly spurted everywhere the majority of it inside you but some getting on you, over the bed, everywhere. 

Jungkook whimpered and whined, digging his face into your neck and his tentacles were pulsing sharply as if literally pumping out every drop of liquid they could inside you. You were so fucked out you could hardly even ask what in the actual hell he just injected inside you. You had already been tired before but your body was burning and aching, feeling as if you had literally been ripped to pieces. 

At least you finally got a piece of that tentacle action.

You were not someone that fucked and then immediately slept afterwards, typically after a one night stand, depending on your relation with the person you would either ghost them by pretending to go to the bathroom, talk and hang out afterwards, or go get something to eat together, or by yourself, you weren’t picky.

Rubbing your blurry eyes you yawned, your body aching with even the slightest movement, Jungkook was the first man who had ever fucked you so hard, you had little to no choice but to fall asleep afterwards, you probably couldn’t even stand if you wanted too. He was curled up against your chest at the moment, his head pressed into your breasts looking way too content at the moment. 

Your eyes trailed down at his fluffy raven hair before down the warm tawny skin of his back, something in your chest stirring, it felt like it was almost physically tugging you closer to his body, your hand finding its way to his hair making him stir a little. Jungkook’s arms wiggled against your waist to make himself comfortable once more before relaxed with a content sigh. 

The marks on his back glowed a sentient purple, you had never gotten a good look at his back before. 

And while this wasn’t that great of a position to view, you were still curious with what you could see, they formed two long strips down his back widening a fair bit and they stopped just at the smallest part of his waist. If you didn’t know any better you would’ve remarked that it looked like he had wings ripped from his back.

As morbid as it sounded, and that is of course if they glowed like this. Jungkook really was the prettiest thing you had ever seen, your hand hadn’t even meant to pull from his hair down his neck, you couldn’t help the tug in your chest wanting to touch.

However the moment your fingers grazed over the mark that covered his left shoulder blade Jungkook nearly flew out of your arms making you jolt in just as much surprise as him, his lips parted and he had sat up, gaze sharp as he looked around as if for any possible intruders. Slowly as he woke up though he came to the realization it was just you and him, your smile becoming somewhat sheepish as you mumbled, “Um, sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” You cleared your throat feeling bad now, was it just that sensitive? You might not know much about Orionian’s but you could take a guess and assume that was the opening to where his tentacles laid dormant, and given they were also how they procreated...It was natural Jungkook was probably a little defensive about them being touched. 

Jungkook said nothing though, only staring at you for a long moment before he whined a little, suddenly crawling back up to you before collapsing on top of you as you huffed, “You can’t startle me like that, my scaling is sensitive.” He mumbled a little shy, grabbing your hand as he placed it back on top of his head obviously wanting affection. 

Your fingers dug back into his scalp making a pleasant noise escape him as his body relaxed once more, “...Scaling?” Your brows furrowed at his words, complying with his silent demand to have his hair played with as he curled up against you, his lips tugged into a smile as he rested his face between your breast. 

“Yeah, my scales.” Jungkook nodded as he held up his arm, pointing at the glowing marks making you frown, that...looked nothing like scales....Jungkook smiled a little as he rested back down while explaining, “There filled with hyper plasma so depending on the hormonal chemistry of my body will change colors.” You got that part, even before he could speak English, but still...when you thought of scales, you thought of stuff like fish and...scaly things. Not aliens. 

Jungkook only smiled happily as he looked up at you, it looked like thousands of stars twinkling in his eyes and the dim lights reflected off his iridescent skin, little tones of purple and blue could be spotted as he lifted his hand up to cup your cheek, his fingers carefully trailing down your jawline. There was a wave in your chest, something strong like...the only thing you could describe was pure happiness, “Hey what did you blow inside?” You hadn’t even meant to ask that question but it had abruptly crossed your mind. 

Jungkook’s gaze faltered a little, his scales suddenly turning bright pink and his bashfully lowered his gaze, pressing his cheek on your chest as he mumbled, “It was just plasma, it’s what helps carry eggs when they’re released but...I already told you...my eggs aren’t ready yet. You have no possible chance of getting pregnant without my prior knowledge.” 

His fingers tethered against your stomach as if saddened at the idea that his future kin weren’t in your stomach, a wave of sadness fleeting inside your chest briefly as you frowned, why did you feel so odd? You weren’t even the least bit sad about not being pregnant. 

“Okay...good I was just..wondering since…” You coughed a little, not finishing your sentence which you were originally going to say because he used you like an actual cum dump- not that you minded. But still. It was good to know. Jungkook said no more, only burying into your chest with a pouty whine. 

Yawning you stretched out looking around before grabbing your phone which had somehow made it alive on your night stand, your notifications flooded with Jimin’s drunk texting on where you went last night and why you weren’t home...Wait, your eyes darted to the time, it was noon?! You had a lecture in half an hour! 

“Fuck! I have to get to class!” You immediately jolted up making Jungkook whine as he was jostled onto the bed as you limped along in search of your clothes, your body aching and resisting with each fumble before you nearly collapsed out of fatigue while grabbing your panties. 

“Can’t you just stay? Just for a little longer?” Jungkook mumbled, his lips in a large puppy like pout as he held out his hand to you, something stirring in your chest that wanted to just curl back up against him, his eyes doe like and soft, almost pleading for you to cuddle back up against him. 

“I have midterms coming up Jungkook, I really can’t afford to skip class.” You offered an apologetic smile, “Besides it’s not like we can’t go get something to eat later or anything.” Pulling your pants up you wobbled to the door, frowning as you pulled your sweatshirt back over your head, where was the door handle…?

“..B-but!” Jungkook fumbled as he pulled his shirt over his head before hurrying over to you, “Just five more minutes? Or two? Please…!” There was something urgent in his voice as his lips trembled as if he would be devastated if you left. 

Examining the door your lips parted as you pushed the button on the wall, jolting a little as the door slid open, “Jungkook,” You paused briefly, feeling a dull ache in your chest, a brief desire to do as pleaded as you looked up at him, “I really have to go to class okay? I’ll drop by later when I’m finished for the day I’m sure you...have stuff you need to talk about with your...um...kin…” You raised your brow a little awkwardly before you back walking down the hallway, something inside the back of your head almost tempted to stay with him. 

He looked so panicked and whiny, it made you feel bad for having to go, and furthermore you secretly wished you could stay longer but you couldn’t afford to miss class with midterms so close. 

If your memory was correct this should lead to…! Aha, you felt victorious at the sight of the main, living area?  The circular table was towards the smaller three step ledge that went up into the control room and the purple bonsai-like plant which had just been freshly pruned sat delicately on the other side of the room. 

“No! I....Can I come with you then? And then we can come back here together later?” Jungkook pleaded, his lips trembling and his eyes almost watery as you paused with a sigh, he was really tugging on your heart strings huh...It was almost easier to deny him back when he was unable to actually speak his wants to you. 

“Jungkook I- I mean I guess you could…? But like, it’s just lecture, it’s boring, I have to be focused the whole time and no offense but...I feel like if you came I wouldn’t focus.” You pulled a little away from him with an awkward smile while silently hoping the door had been fixed. 

“Morning you two,” You turned around at the sight of Namjoon appearing from the large opening of the control room Taehyung who still looked sour following after him only to lean against the wall with crossed arms, Namjoon stepped down the three steps as he offered a polite smile, “I hope you slept well, I’m sure it’s a lot different compared to human dorms.” 

You looked away from Namjoon unable to speak at the question of having slept well, you hardly slept half the night after getting your back blown out, but he was right, it was nothing like human- in any aspect whatsoever, whether it was the bed or who you got fucked by last night. 

“It was fine...um the door....Is it fixed?” You pointed your thumb behind your shoulder as you offered a weak smile. 

Namjoon nodded stepping closer before he abruptly paused, his brows furrowing before he looked between you and Jungkook without so much as a word, it made you somewhat self conscious as you shuffled in your spot at nobody volunteering to get the door open, “Yeah, it’s fixed, umm…” His smile was a little tense before he looked between you and Jungkook, “Are you both going out? Already?” 

Jungkook refused to look his elder in the eyes, his lips plush and pouty, hair dusting over his eyes as he shuffled in his spot refusing to answer whatever unasked question his elder had, “Uh yeah, I’m going to class, Jungkook can stay here though, I’ll be back later.” You shrugged, not understanding what their problem was. 

Taehyung had not interjected into the conversation yet, his dark hair brushing over his eyes only in the opposite effect of Jungkook, making him look as if he had a death warrant with your name on it, “And leave Jungkook alone?” He gritted his teeth looking like he was ready to snarl at you, your lips quirked a little and your brow lifted in confusion, wasn’t that typically what people meant when they said they had to leave…? 

“Uh yeah, and I’ll come back…?” You trailed off, making it sound more like a question then a statement before Taehyung suddenly pushed off the wall, his walk was by no means in any hurry, but his shoulders were squared and his steps were paced with determination that had you taking a step back at the sight of him not stopping until he was right in front of you. 

The energy of the room had gone tense before Taehyung snarled, “You bonded with my little brother and now you’re going to leave him!?” 

You shrieked at suddenly being shoved against the wall, your ribs throbbing in pain as Taehyung’s hand wrapped around your throat, crushing your windpipe as you gagged, “Humans really are pathetic selfish people.” Tentacles suddenly wrapped around Taehyung’s hand before he was ripped away from you, hot red scales were a blur as Jungkook stood in front of you protectively. 

Your hands rubbing your sore throat as you leaned against the wall gasping for air, “Stay out of this!” Jungkook growled, his lips twitching and his eyes burning into his brothers, “This doesn’t involve you, let me sort it out and if you ever fucking touch my mate like that again I won’t hesitate to rip your eggs straight out of your utaria.” 

You jolted at the sight of Taehyung lashing out at Jungkook, both of them slamming into the wall near the hallway as they grappled and yet you could only stare in shock at what had just happened and what you had just heard. Namjoon was immediately between them both separating the two as he growled, “Taehyung that wasn’t necessary! I doubt she even realizes what happened!” Namjoon immediately twisted towards Jungkook with a scowl, “And you! What did I tell you last night?” 

Jungkook’s jaw was clenched, his scales a hot burning red that matched Taehyung’s and yet his eyes couldn’t meet Namjoon’s, his lips twitching a little as he glared into the wall, his expression slowly melting as Namjoon snapped, “What did I tell you!? Why can’t you two ever listen for once? If you had we probably wouldn’t even be stuck on Earth right now! This is your mess Jungkook, I told you it wasn’t a good idea to bond this early on in our stay on Earth.” 

Jungkook’s expression had turned neutral but something in his eyes still seemed bitter as he stared at the ground now, perhaps too scared to look up at you, who had backed away from all the men in shock. You...but...Jungkook said…The silence set in and slowly each brother turned their gaze towards you before Jungkook was the last, his face filled with remorse at your expression as your lips parted, “You…! You told me-” Your lips parted variously before you finally forced out a sentence, “You lied to me!” 

“I didn’t!” Jungkook immediately hurried over to you, his expression filled with guilt and desperation, “I- Y/n I wasn’t even aware we had bonded until Taehyung pointed it out! I’m sorry I had no idea I…!” All you heard was excuse after excuse though, something indescribable filled your chest and your vision blurred in anger. 

“I’m going! I can’t…! I can’t even look at you right now Jungkook!” Upset felt like it had magnified tenfold in your chest as you rushed down the metal stairs, punching against the button before the door opened, your throat felt squeezed and like you were suffocating as you ran as far and fast as your legs could take you. What was happening to you? 

“I’m fine…” 

Jimin and Seokjin exchanged glances, light poured in from the opened door behind them of your bedroom, the blanket wrapped around your body has you held it up above your nose, “Uh don’t lie bitch,” Jimin quirked a brow, his lips twitching in anger at just the sight of you trying to tell such an obvious lie, “It’s been three days since...whatever happened with JK- “Jungkook,” “I don’t give a fuck what his name is, you’ve been a recluse ever since, what happened?” 

Just the mention of Jungkook’s name made your chest physically ache as you curled further into yourself, you weren’t in physical pain, you couldn’t even fully describe it. 

All of your feelings just felt so amplified, like they swirled at just the surface of your chest and ready to burst out at any given moment. It felt like a physical string around your heart that squeezed and tugged harder and harder that left you in a depressed state with no energy left to do anything except what you had been doing.

Weakly sleeping half the time or scrolling on your phone in a useless attempt to think about anything other than Jungkook. You couldn’t even understand how you felt so attached to him and how much your body ached to just be wrapped up in his arms, but you were still so upset at what had happened. 

Questions swirled in your mind and to which you didn’t have the answer too and it made you even more upset that you wouldn’t get answers unless you went back, “Y/n, we’re just worried.” Seokjin raised his brows, his expression apprehensive but softened at the weak state you were in, “You haven’t been out of your room ever since the morning after the party. Midterms are just around the corner, I doubt you slack off for a shit reason.” 

You only curled up further before you sighed, closing your eyes as you finally caved in and mumbled an explanation as to what had happened and what you were now suffering under. Seokjin seemed more calm but Jimin’s lips were twitching in anger as he scowled, “You’re joking! Well let’s just go and demand he cut whatever alien ties he has on you.” 

You knew he was just trying to help but you only shook your head, “...Taehyung said I was the one that had apparently formed the bond, I didn’t even know that was possible.” You mumbled, you buried into your pillow, a feeling of guilt building into your chest as you tried to forget the ghost image of Jungkook’s hurt eyes in your mind. 

“Well it’s obviously affecting you mentally and physically, I mean seriously, you haven’t showered in days, you aren’t eating, Y/n…” Seokjin kneeled down, a frown on his face, “You need to swallow your pride, as stubborn as you are, and go talk to Jungkook about this. We’ll come with you, you probably won’t even have the energy to get there, but he’s the only one who can help.”

You managed to roll over to your side, your back facing them both now as you pulled the blanket over your head, you didn’t want to face Jungkook again, you weren’t sure you were ready to. You had so many mixed feelings and you weren’t even sure what to begin on asking questions. 

Neither said anymore before you heard Seokjin reluctantly sigh, “I’ll leave it for tonight, but tomorrow morning you’re giving us directions and we’re going to get this sorted.” They both left shortly after and closed the door sinking the room back into a depth of darkness. A heavy weight back on your chest and sudden ache filling you as you curled up, a dull sense of urgency inside you but you couldn’t distinguish what for. It felt like you needed to cry even despite not feeling sad, but maybe as a way to just release this energy.

But you didn’t do anything besides lay on your back, staring up at the ceiling as you sighed, trying to ignore the dull ache of your head, what a shit show. If you had known what your life would come to by just trying to be a good person, you would’ve left him in that ditch. ----

It felt like your body was being dragged through the mud, through the fire and hell maybe even gitting shit on at this point, “This is so stupid.” You mumbled, curled up in your hoodie as you hugged your knees into your chest in the back of Seokjin’s car. 

“You’re the one that fucked an alien,” Jimin snorted, twisting in his seat as he cocked a brow, “Which, what possessed you to do that seriously? Your stupid little hentai fantasies?” He stared at you with a bizarre expression as you snorted weakly. 

“Yeah pretty much.” 

“Fucking knew it,” Jimin collapsed back in his seat, “We could get our assholes probed by aliens now because she couldn’t keep her panties on at the sight of a slimy tentacle.” He raised his hands dramatically and you could’ve sworn you heard Seokjin try to keep from laughing at you both. 

“They’ll probe you with their tentacles too, apparently they make their own lube home made so they’ll slide it right in no problem.” If you had the energy you would’ve died laughing at the way Jimin whipped around in his seat in horror. 

“No fucking way. You WILLINGLY let him do that to you?” 

You couldn’t stop the weak laugh escaping you as you leaned your head against the window, “I’m a slut.” You shrugged before you lifted your head a little, “Right there! It should be in the field. I think it has some sort of cloaking shield or something.” Seokjin pulled off on the old winding back road which looked familiar enough.

He hadn’t been going fast to begin with and you had already stopped twice and the two other fields had been empty so this one had to be it, and if it wasn’t then it was safe to say you broken Jungkook’s heart right in two and he and his other space fuckboy brothers left Earth for good. Which you hoped not because you felt like you were in a weird limbo between life and death at the moment. 

Stepping out of the car you paused as you heaved a breath, leaning against the car as you sighed, the energy feeling like it had been sucked straight out of your soul every passing minute. Jimin looked at you mildly concerned as you waved him off, slowly pushing yourself straight up as you wrapped your arms around yourself. 

The comforts of your hoodie keep you warm as you ignore the dull ache in your chest, Seokjin and Jimin both kept close as you all looked like idiots wandering around in an empty field. The empty field however, upon stepping forward had suddenly blurred before the familiar sight of the ship came into view. Seokjin and Jimin were dumbfounded at the sight as they both stared. 

You only trudged forward towards the door before you slammed your hand against the metal door, “Well? What are you both doing just standing there?” You asked with a furrowed brow.

“Well sorry I didn’t fuck an alien the first chance I got.” Jimin fumbled out with a huff as he hurried over along with Seokjin. 

The door had immediately been opened to a relieved looking Namjoon, his eyes briefly landing on Jimin and Seokjin warily as he spoke, “I’m glad you came back! Come on, hurry in.” He ushered you in, “...I’m assuming these are your...friends…?” 

“Best friends, roommates, the same guys that also allowed your little space fuckboy to stay with us.” Jimin growled out as he crossed his arms, standing as a big brother you never asked for as Seokjin snorted. 

“Chill,” He shoved Jimin a little who only grumbled under his breath before he spoke, “I’m Seokjin and that’s Jimin, we’re Y/n’s roommates we’re already uh...aware of what you guys are we just...we don’t know what’s going on, we just want Y/n to be okay.” 

Namjoon nodded slowly, still a little wary but it was to be expected, he said no more as he widened the latch for the three of you, “Y/n left right at the beginning stage of their bond when it’s imperative that the newly bonded couple stay together and establish a stable connection. If not, it becomes unstable and drains the life force out of both individuals causing a wide variety of ailments and illnesses to take over. It’s good you guys came back when you did, Jungkook is doing even worse sense he was the Si in the bond.” 

“What is she doing back here?” Your lips twitched a little at the snarl from Taehyung who had shot up from his seat at the table, his eyes glaring holes into you and honestly, if he could vaperize you into dust at the moment you were sure he probably would. 

“Here to break the little probe ass connection your fuckboy put on her,” Jimin snapped back unappreciative at someone talking this way to you especially in the condition you were in right now.

Taehyung’s lip twitched as he shot out of his seat, “My little brother may be naive but he had good intentions and she took advantage of his fragile state! He wasn’t in any sort of headspace to do anything!” You only curled away from Taehyung with mixed feelings, you wouldn’t necessarily describe Jungkook’s state of mind at the time, fragile as it was just horny. 

Namjoon sighed as he looked at Seokjin before at you and then the two feuding men who were practically glaring into one another, “Taehyung, don’t do anything irrational, I’m going to get Jungkook.” Namjoon disappeared and it was quiet inside the ship as a tension took over the room. 

You tried your best to ignore it as you slumped against the wall, listening to the whirling on the interior running. Not a minute later you heard a loud flutter of steps as you looked up, Jungkook’s hair had been ruffled and he had looked extraordinarily tired, his scales however were lit up a sky blue, his lips parted as if trying to figure out if you were real or not before he hurried to you. 

His arms wrapping around you and a small whimper escaping him as his nose rubbed into your neck, your face pressed into his chest with a sigh of relief, the dull ache in your chest fading quickly as you basked in the warmth of Jungkook’s arms. You had hugged many people in your life before and sure it was nice, but you couldn’t even describe the wash of comfort and love that radiated through your entire being at being curled up in this man’s arms. 

Jungkook’s nose nudged at your neck a little and buried himself into your embrace as his fingers fiddled with the thick material of your hoodie, “Jungkook,” Jungkook shuffled a little, his body practically wrapped around you as his eyes slowly looked up from his content figure to meet Namjoon’s gaze, “You both should go lay down and begin to properly set your bond together, I’m sure you’re both exhausted.” 

Jungkook nodded wordlessly, perhaps not trusting himself to speak as he began to lead you towards his pod, “Woah, wait hold on.” Jimin cut in only for a snarl like growl to escape Jungkook, tentacles suddenly shooting from his back protectively pulling towards the front of his body to create a barrier between you and any threat that might take you away from him. 

“Woah holy fuck!” Jimin nearly screeched, holding his hands up and freaking out a little at seeing a killer glare on such an innocent face, “We didn’t come here for this…! What, what do you mean, set a bond? I don’t want Y/n out of our sight…!” 

Jungkook’s lip twitched in annoyance as he set his chin on your shoulder, his arms tightening around your waist and you could see the red glow of his scales slowly deepening further into a dark maroon, he did not look happy. 

Namjoon put up a hand, offering a tense smile, “All that entails is them being together and being close, they need to stabilize their bond. Once it’s set they can figure out whether they want to...bond further or…” Namjoon didn’t finish his sentence, is eyes warily lingering on the younger’s expression which was sharp and annoyed, “...You get the idea, I would advise against stopping him, trying to separate them now when he just got her back….I can’t guarantee I’ll keep you both alive.” 

Jimin and Seokjin shared a wary glance before stepping aside, Jungkook’s gaze broody as he watched them sharply as he trudged you both forward, his tentacles still out and floating behind him now as if ready to strike on contact. The tension didn’t leave until you were back into his pod once more, the room having not been changed except for a lot more clutter accumulation- much like your own room. 

You hadn’t even had the chance to open your mouth before you were suddenly picking up, your legs wrapping around Jungkook as you squirmed, “Jungkook!” You squeaked out, his hands gripping your ass tightly but his face kept nudging into your neck as he whined,  the killer aura he had not seconds ago immediately disappearing, “Don’t ever do that again,” You were nearly crushed when you were dropped onto the bed before Jungkook collapsed on top of you, “Please.” Guilt nearly devoured your heart at the way Jungkook held back a sob, his voice pleading and cracked, “It’s not fair! You-! You can’t just do this to me then leave. Never again.” You felt warm substance dripping onto your skin and your heart was pounding in your chest. 

An innate need coursing through your veins to dry his tears as you did so, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry okay?” You whispered out, your hands cupping his cheeks, that iridescent glow on his skin and his eyes watery and big, “I’m just…! I was just scared, I didn’t know what was going on and I just thought I needed time to think. I had no idea what the effects were and what would happen if I left. I’m not going to leave okay? I won’t leave.” 

Jungkook only closed his eyes, tears falling down his cheeks and you couldn’t help but watch in a melancholy awe at an almost glittery substance filling his tears, making the stains on his skin glisten and glitter under the dark lights of his room, Jungkook said no more, perhaps not trusting himself too and only curled himself further against your as your hands soothingly ran through his hair as his body melted into yours. No words were further spoken between you both as you curled against him once more, your nose burying in his hair with the innate need to comfort him. 

Feelings were too intense and magnified, as if you could feel every speck of hurt and misery Jungkook had suffered without you and despite being cognitively aware you in any other case wouldn’t be like this, you still were. You didn’t understand what happened, or how it happened, but what you did know was that despite all of the uncertainty, Jungkook needed you. 

You weren’t sure how much time had passed, neither of you had talked for what seemed like hours, only staying close in one another's arms, and slow but surely, that unstable feeling in your chest was beginning to fade and was replaced by what you could only describe as a warm, bright thrum.

Both of you were awake, but Jungkook’s eyes looked far away, his face still laid against your chest as you tenderly stroked through his hair, “Jungkook,” He didn’t respond right away, shifting a little before those doe eyes looked up at you, his lips jutted into a soft pout that nearly broke your heart out of guilt, “What....what’s going on? I don’t understand anything.” Your fingers delicately traced his prominent cheekbones, his face immediately nuzzling into your hand as his eyes closed. 

Jungkook’s lips trembled only a little as he mumbled, “...I...I’m not sure...I told you before that in order for a bond to be created it has to be wanted between both parties involved,” His nose nudged your hand as you tenderly thumbed his cheek, “Wh-which means...even if it wasn’t a surface thought you still energetically reached out and initiated the bond making you the Fi and me the Si since I accepted without realizing.” 

His lips went pouty before he pressed his head back against your chest as you stared down at him mildly confused, perhaps realizing this he spoke further, “Fi and Si are considered sacred opposites, in a bond both people take on one or the other, the initiator the Fi and the receiver the Si, it makes sense you didn’t feel as much as I did, the Fi in the bond isn’t affected nearly as heavily as the Si is because you were the one who created the bond.”

You still didn’t quite understand other than this being a Yin and Yang equivalent with a dash of omegaverse on the side, but then again, if humans had descended from Orionian’s then the apple truly didn’t fall too far from the tree. 

“And...the Fi is what…? The more dominant one?” You quirked a brow, a smile threatening to tug on your lips as Jungkook looked up at you, an unfair pout of his face as he set his chin on your chest, leading you to believe there was some merit to your words. 

“Not exactly, it just means you were the one who established the bond, making you the one who, in more primal words, the caretaker. With newly bonded couples, it’s imperative that you be together for the first few days to stabilize the bond. Si tends to be more....” He shifted a little, his scales becoming pink as he buried into your chest, “...Clingy...and Fi tends to facilitate and care for Si while the bond stabilizes.”

Your hand made its way back to his hair as you tenderly combed through the soft silky locks as Jungkook’s relaxed back against you, practically melting into your touch as you hummed, “And...if it isn’t stabilized?” 

Jungkook shifted a little against you as he mumbled, “...Well, both people become....I don’t know how to truly describe, if a bond isn’t stabilized...it becomes difficult to distinguish your own feelings from your partners, and with the bond unstable it causes an emptiness to fill both which causes sadness and pain, but because feelings can be mutually felt, it magnifies those feelings tenfold...Until eventually….” Jungkook frowned as he shrugged a little timidly, “Both go insane, or end up commiting suicide out of despair. Si feels it a lot more intensely then Fi though because of being the one who was tethered into the bond rather than creating it.”

Oh…

You said nothing, feeling even worse now knowing what had happened and what you could have possibly caused, not only this but for Jungkook to suffer through so much all because you couldn’t just hear him out for less than five minutes, “Don’t blame yourself,” Jungkook sat up a little to look at you earnestly, as if knowing exactly what you felt despite not saying anything, “You don’t know anything about Orionian’s, I...I should’ve handled everything better then I did…” His gaze lowered looking a little glassy as he sighed, “Just...please never do that again.” He collapsed back against you with a quiet mumble, “I was miserable.” 

“I won’t baby.” You ushered softly, pressing your lips into his hair as he basked in your love, the silence taking over once more as you relaxed back down against him, intending on letting yourself fall asleep again before you felt a low rumble in your stomach, before you sighed...Well he did say since you were….Fi...that you were supposed to be a caretaker....?

“Hey, I’m starving...you want me to get us something to eat?” You sat up a little as Jungkook shifted beneath you with a whine, his cheeks puffing a little as he huffed, saying nothing but you had a suspicion that he was definitely hungry, “I’m getting us something to eat, what do you want babe?” You got out of bed making Jungkook scramble with another whine. 

He immediately latched himself to you as you sighed, “Then we’re going together. Do you guys even have human food here?” 

“We have plamatic barrettes.” Jungkook perked a little in excitement as you frowned. 

“Can...Are...are they edible for humans?” You raised a brow as you opened the door, doing an awkward waddle as Jungkook back hugged you, happily nuzzling into your neck before he frowned.

“Well...um…” He rubbed his head as you tutted, it wasn’t that you weren’t willing to try it but you were really craving some fries right now and whatever it was they ate, didn’t sound even close to a potato. 

“We can try it later babe, I brought my wallet so we can go get something to eat, if Jimin and Seokjin haven’t left it’ll be like a two minute drive.” You shrugged as you both entered the common space. 

“You both aren’t going anywhere.” Namjoon had been running around with Taehyung while Jimin and Seokjin were working frantically on...what looked like an engine box as the man turned around with a serious expression making you and Jungkook twist into concern, “The Arbitrators are here on Earth, which means we’re leaving.” 

You didn’t quite understand the gravity of the situation but...you had a feeling this wasn’t an ideal situation.

[sondepoch]

HC: MC breaks a bone!

Demons can’t break bones. Neither can angels. Nope, from head to toe, they’re pretty much indestructible. So imagine everyone’s utter shock when you break a bone, and they’re reminded of just how weak the human body really is.

Word Count: 5.2k

SFW + mild violence + mild description of broken bones 

Characters: All Brothers + All Undateables + Luke

MASTERLIST

Lucifer

Boi flips out

So it didn’t actually happen while he was around, which is why he has so much trouble understanding what happened

You tripped on the steps outside Majolish? And you fell the wrong way??? And somehow, that was enough for you to break your ankle?!?!?!

Poor baby, he has no idea how he’s going to relay the information to Diavolo

When Mammon and Asmo sheepishly enter his study to tell him what happened, they’re highkey terrified for their lives - but learning that you actually broke a bone has him so shook that he doesn’t even remember to punish them, and he’s instead rushing to your room to see the damage for himself

He sees Belphie napping on your stomach and sort of assumes that everything is okay, and that his brothers were making a big deal out of nothing

Then he gets closer and sees the horribly twisted angle your left foot is in

Suffice it to say, neither Mammon nor Asmo returned to their rooms fully unscathed that night

Overcomes his natural hatred of Solomon to call him and ask for—brace yourself—help, and when the mage offers to cast a spell that will revert your body to its prior state, Lucifer insists on doing it himself, no longer trusting anyone else with your all-too-fragile body

Relocates your room to the first floor of the house after all is said and done

Asks Diavolo to move all your classes such that you don’t need to climb any stairs

Refuses to believe you when you tried to insist that bones breaking is fairly common for humans

Becomes super overprotective

Insists on helping you with everything

“Lucifer, I can walk down the stairs myself, you know.”

“Yes, I’m sure you can” - he says with a straight face, refusing to let go of your hand as he takes you down the two-step elevation outside the House of Lamentation

(Bonus:) One day he catches you and Levi looking at parkour videos and from that moment and onward he refuses to let you out of sight for any longer than is absolutely necessary

(Bonus bonus:) Catches you doing "parkour" in your bedroom, jumping from Beel’s shoulders to the bed, and then it becomes a new house rule that you’re not allowed to climb onto Beel’s shoulders

Mammon

He was with you when it happened, and the second he heard the crack, he screamed

Honestly, the most high-pitched, shrill sound you’d ever heard

You were more scared of the noise coming out of Mammon’s mouth than the awkward way your pinky was dangling

Only when he was done screaming did the pain actually set in, and then you were hissing viciously in an attempt to distract yourself, trying your hardest to blink the tears from your eyes because Mammon already looked like he was about to cry, and the Devildom really didn’t need two blubbering messes in one day

The one saving grace for you both was the fact that Simeon was nearby, and he used his Celestial magic to heal you (you both begged him not to tell Lucifer, of course)

Baby becomes even more possessive over you afterwards

Still can’t get over how easily it happened

“Are ya sure?” Mammon asks whenever you casually tell him you’re about to do something. Doesn’t matter if you say you’re folding paper cranes or planning on jumping off the roof of the House of Lamentation, he’s lost pretty much all faith in your ability to do anything without your human body breaking in the process

Oddly enough, he becomes much more touchy with you

Needs you to “prove to him” that you’re not injured by squeezing his hand

And then he just doesn’t let go

Oh, you’re holding hands? What? Who said that? Wait, can you prove that you’re not injured and squeeze his hand again? It’s for safety purposes. For safety.

Occasionally, though, he really does have you move your pinky just to prove to him that there weren’t any lasting effects

Overprotectiveness increases by 500 points

Starts to hover around your room a lot more, awkwardly trying to help (really, he’s doing his best) but often doing things much worse than if you simply did them yourself

Gets into a fight with his brothers whenever one of them handles you too roughly

“Hey!” He shouts at pretty much anyone who touches you “Ya gonna hurt my human!”

Will drop anything and everything if he ever sees you trip to catch your fall

Legit, he was once holding Lucifer’s cup of coffee and out of the corner of his eye, he saw you jump to flop on the couch. Cue instant panic mode: he turned into his demon form and all - literally throwing the coffee on Lucifer as he ran forward to catch your body before the couch could break any of your bones

Yeah, he got into a lot of trouble that day

Leviathan

Has officially decided that he’s never going outside again

Ever.

It happened while you were both at one of Lord Diavolo’s parties - you were trying to maneuver the crowds in search of him, actually, and another demon tugged you close and tried to force you to dance. You fought back, of course, frowning as you escaped the demon’s hold, but apparently, they pulled you back and your wrist just snapped

God, he doesn’t think he’ll ever forget the sound of your scream

The demon was punished severely, Diavolo made sure of that. But Levi didn’t care anymore - he just wanted to get you back home, safe and sound

In the following days, he never leaves your side

You have to switch to online classes, at least for as long as your wrist is healing, and Levi takes it upon himself to make sure that the assimilation process is as smooth as possible

You start taking all your classes together, remaining in the same room even if you don’t have the same subject

Homework is a little harder, since Levi usually finishes before you, but he waits for you to finish while he reads manga

Evenings are spent watching anime in his room and debating random topics (oh, and you both marathon the entirety of TSL a couple more times ;))

He even tries to let you get the video game experience, and he picks an RPG game for you both to play and lets you tell him what to do an how to move around, since your wrist is broken

It’s actually super fun because he knows where all the traps are and which ones you’ll like, so he subtly guides your character through the gameplay process to get the best possible experience, and you actually end up enjoying this more than playing solo

(As a joke, he once offers to let you play with him. As in, you use your nonbroken hand to control the left side of the controller and he controls the right side, but that turns out to be a hot mess and you both quickly abandon the idea)

Even after your wrist heals, the two of you continue to spend boatloads of time together

This boy even stops calling you “normie” at one point

Real subtle about it but he tries to convince you not to go back into society again. Like ever. 

“What if you get hurt again?” He asks when you tell him you’ve made plans with Asmo to go shopping

“Then we get to spend even more time together, all over again!”

Cue leviathan/blushingmess.exe

Satan

Probably the ONLY brother to have actually known that it’s possible for humans to break bones

Why?

He read about it in a book once

Still, that doesn’t stop him from visually flinching when he sees you writhing on the ground after being shoved into a bike rack by a lower-level demon, clutching your arm which is disfigured so awkwardly that the bone is popping out

His demon form manifests immediately, and he’s about to rip this demon to shreds when you desperately call out his name, and then he’s more preoccupied with helping you than he is with beating this demon to death

(Inwardly, though, he’s quite relieved that you stopped him from killing the demon immediately. Now, he’ll get to spend the next four millennia torturing the creature slowly, keeping it just an inch from death until he’s satisfied that the demon has paid for injuring you so severely. :))

Runs over to you immediately and pulls you onto his lap, quickly muttering an enchantment that will temporarily numb the pain

Proceeds to ask you whether you want him to use magic to forcefully heal you or if you want to heal the human way

Will respect your wishes 100% no matter which you choose

Throws himself into reading and studying human medicine as soon as the two of you get back to the House of Lamentation

By the end of the month, he’s an expert on human anatomy (and where human strength lies on a comparative figure to demon strength)

Takes it upon himself to watch out for you, threatening any demons who express behavior that isn’t excessively cautious

Starts walking with you and Mammon to and from school

Keep it lowkey, but the truth is that he doesn’t trust his brother to fully make sure that you’re safe so he takes it upon himself

Doesn’t really panic too much, he knows that you getting injured was more the demon’s fault than it was yours

Is actually very considerate of your feelings in all this

Consciously makes sure that he doesn’t treat you too differently, not wanting to make you feel like he thinks you’re weak. But he no longer trusts other demons around you, and after getting your permission, he casts an enchantment on you which prevents lower-level demons from touching you without your explicit consent

Smiles devilishly every single time one of them tries to shove you in the hallways of RAD and gets sent flying 30 meters backwards in response

Devilish smile intensifies when he finally gets around to kidnapping and torturing the demon who dared to push and injure you in the first place

Asmodeus

He’s worried about you for a good hour

Not to say he’s inconsiderate

No, he’s understandably concerned immediately after he sees you on crutches, and when you come home with a broken foot, he’s immediately hanging out with you and completely (read: barely) restraining himself from making flirtatious comments in case you’re still in pain

The second he realizes that you’re fine as long as you don’t apply pressure on it, a switch flips

Now that he knows that the fracture isn’t going to spread to the rest of your body and destroy you from the inside, he’s overwhelmed with how cute it is that you need his help to do basic stuff

And honestly, you kinda vibe with it

He’s the shortest brother, so you having to ask him for help to get things off the shelf because you can’t stand is a rarity, and he is living for it

He lives with six overlords of hell, so the feeling of someone asking (no matter how reluctant) him for help in simple stuff like climbing up or down the stairs is something he absolutely cherishes

The second he realizes how good it feels to do stuff for you, he’ll never stop

Will 100% put Mammon to shame in how frequently he starts hanging by your side

He thinks of everything even before you do, always making sure that when you guys sit down, you have everything you need to be occupied for hours: from water to nail polish to the latest gossip at RAD, this man will make it his life’s mission to be the perfect prince while you’re injured

Seriously spoils you

Even when you finally heal and get better, he doesn’t stop helping you

Actually has the nerve to start complaining when you try to do stuff on your own

“You’re going to hurt yourself! Let me do it for you!”

“Asmo, I’m microwaving popcorn”

It doesn’t matter if you shower him with 'thank yous’ or if you grunt in annoyance every time he sits down next to you with an item you were about to get up and look for, he knows you appreciate the things he’s doing and that’s all he needs

Effectively gives you the royal treatment, occasionally putting Barbatos to shame with how diligent he is in helping you out

It never stops, even months after you’ve made a full recovery

Then again, who are you to complain? ;)

Beelzebub

Suddenly becomes terrified of his own strength

He’s there as it happens, and the way your face immediately contorts in pain right before you bite your lip to stop yourself from screaming will really never stop haunting him

It doesn’t help that you get injured from something that would usually be considered child-safe in the Devildom - a small windup toy which your fingers had gotten stuck in before two of them snap completely

Man is by your side immediately

The pit in his stomach isn’t caused by hunger but by genuine fear as he watches Lucifer and Satan soothe you with magic

He wants to run over to you and wipe your tears away, but should he? How can that be a good idea? He’s easily 1000000000x stronger than that toy you were messing around with, and what if he accidentally hurts you?

He knew it was possible for him to kill you before, but now he realizes how easy it would be - so simple that he might not even realize it

Instantly steps back and begins avoiding physical contact with you, trying his hardest to be there for you emotionally but struggling because every time you ask him for cuddles, he awkwardly changes the subject and looks away

He only comes clean to you about his concerns after you get mad at him and plant yourself in his lap, wrapping your arms around his head angrily as you demand that he give you affection

“Beel,” You mutter, a light pout forming on your face. “The reason you’re strong isn’t just because you have the muscles, it’s because you have control. You’ve never hurt me before, and nothing you do will hurt me now, so stop being such a stubborn goof and hug me”

Cue very hesitant hug

But it’s a start, and he slowly becomes physically close to you once more

(Subtly tries to let you stay in charge, though. He’ll initiate hugs, but you’re the one to squeeze tightly, and he’ll simply follow your lead)

Decides that rather than being afraid of what his strength can do, he’s going to use it to his advantage - and he resolves to become even stronger so that if there’s ever anything that can cause you pain, he’ll be there by your side protecting you, whether it’s against a demon strong as Diavolo or another windup toy from Majolish

Gets into the habit of running his fingers over your hand after it’s done healing, checking for scars and making sure that you’re still completely healed

Slowly develops into handholding - and who is Beel to complain? If he’s holding your hand, he’s by your side, and if he’s by your side, he can better protect you, so there’s no problem there

Belphegor

Quietly blames himself

It apparently happened while you were alone, and you fell down the stairs in the House of Lamentation. But Belphie is 99.99% sure that you were only going up to see him, and if he had just been awake, this never would have happened

Not to mention, this was the second time he had caused you pain, and it wasn’t even intentional!

Boy can’t look you in the eyes properly after the incident

Starts forcing himself to stay awake and isolates himself in the attic

Only when Beel finally gets serious and asks him what’s wrong does he quietly confess his thoughts, and his twin is quick to relay the information back to you

Honestly, you’re lowkey relieved when you hear the reason 

You were beginning to think that Belphie was avoiding you because he had grown tired of your company, and the thought was sort beginning to break your heart

That doesn’t stop you from yelling at him for being inconsiderate 

“This is why you need to talk about your feelings, Belphie!”

“But— “

“No buts!”

Honestly, he’s kind of relieved to see you yell at him so animatedly despite the cast around your arm, it makes him realize that although you’re physically injured, you’re mentally fine

Is very hesitant about napping on you, especially since he knows that if he falls asleep and accidentally shifts into a position that hurts you, you won’t be strong enough to stop him

You flick his forehead and tell him to not to be stupid, insisting that he sleeps next to you like usual, and he very hesitantly leans on the shoulder of the opposite arm you injured

Becomes way more considerate, even when tired

Shift in your sleep? He’s awake, checking to make sure that you aren’t uncomfortable or in pain

Wake up and try to get a glass of water? No problem, Belphie will get it for you, just stay here and sleep tight

Hogging the blanket? For the first time, Belphie doesn’t even mind, he’ll just carefully snuggle closer to you, double-checking that you’re comfortable before drifting back off to sleep

Even after the cast comes off, he’s still conscious about how tightly he grips you and how much physical exertion you put your body through, always reminding himself that, above all, you’re human and your body can’t handle the things his can

Solomon

Groans

That’s right, thanks to an awkward fall, your toe is broken, and this wizard boy has to audacity to groan at the sight of you on the floor, tears in your eyes as you clutch your foot through your shoe

“As if those brothers don’t hate me enough as is,” He grumbles, lifting you to your feet and whisking you back to Purgatory Hall, where he goes full medic mode and inspects the damage

Tries his hardest to convince you to let him fix it with magic, but just last week, he accidentally turned you into a cat while attempting to place a strength enchantment over you, so you’re understandably hesitant as you refuse him

As expected, when the brothers find out, they put him through hell (pun intended)

For not being able to protect you while it happens (they ignore his complaints that it was technically you who fell and injured yourself) he is now tasked with your recovery

Aka he is your slave

You make him carry your books when you go from class to class, you make him buy you lunch from the cafeteria, you make him give you his lecture notes whenever you don’t feel like paying attention in class

Hell, if he weren’t such a god awful cook, you would probably make him take over your cooking duty, as well

“This is abuse” He huffs one day, sighing in irritation after you ask him to go fetch you a glass of water

“I’m sorry?” You ask, feigning innocence. “What’s that? Did you ask me to go tell Lucifer that you aren’t treating me properly?”

Grumbles under his breath in six different languages, cursing you out in each one of them as you wink at him

You’re almost sad when your toe finally heals, and he’s finally free

Thankfully, the two of you somehow grew used to each other after spending so much time together for so long, and (much to the brothers’ displeasure) you continue hanging out with Solomon long after you’re off crutches

Will tease you about it when it’s all over

He doesn’t forget about how you lorded over him for as long as you were injured, and thus takes it upon himself to make sure that you don’t get hurt again under his watch

(At least, that’s what he tells himself as he holds your hand to march you down the steps outside Majolish, not letting go even after the ‘threat’ is passed)

Simeon

confusedangel.exe

First and foremost, how did this happen??

He’s so concerned and shocked when you show up to RAD one day in crutches because you broke a bone on your leg

Didn’t know that was possible

Actually goes home and spends half an hour on the Devildom equivalent of Google trying to maneuver his phone and search up how common this is and whether it’s normal for humans

Accidentally opens the images tab and sees a bunch of super disturbing and painful-looking injuries, and he nearly drops his phone altogether

Instantly assumes that your injury is as bad as those, despite your constant reassurances that you’re fine as long as you don’t apply too much pressure

Lots of pampering

He’s suddenly available 100% of the time for you, no matter what he’s already doing or the time of day

Insists on helping you wherever he can, like holding your stuff for you at RAD, ferrying you from class to class without forcing you to don that heavy rucksack 

Even takes over the responsibility of walking you to and from school

He doesn’t quite understand that your injury is physical??

Like he can’t seem to wrap his head around the fact that you’re mentally unaffected by the injury, because angelic injuries are typically so difficult to induce and severe that they always cause some kind of trauma 

He’s always testing you - double-checking that you remember facts from old lectures, holding up fingers to test your sight, even asking you details about himself every now and then

That’s actually the story of how you accidentally told him that you thought his eyes were prettier than the sky and he still hasn’t forgotten it

Never really forgets about your injury, even after your crutches are long gone

Protectiveness goes up by 5000%

He suddenly becomes acutely aware of the fact that you’re surrounded by demons and, although the brothers usually mean well, he becomes impossible concerned for how you’re faring

He expresses his concerns to you one day really sweetly and you’re so touched because ??? How can someone be this pure???

To ease his concerns, you both start hanging out a lot more - when before you mostly hung out at the RAD library before parting ways, Simeon now invites you over to Purgatory Hall more often and you bring him back to the House of Lamentation so that he can see how safe you are with the brothers

Luke

Just like Simeon, there’s so much confusion going on inside this smol bean’s head

Are you really telling him that you??? the person who has taken it upon themself to be protective over HIM??? are so weak and fragile??? that tripping over a pebble was enough to fracture your jaw???

The roles in your relationship are suddenly reversed

(Or well, Luke tries to reverse them)

He does his best to be there for you instead of vice versa, insisting that you no longer need to save him from the brothers when they make fun of him for being like a chihuahua 

Lowkey, he actually earns their respect for how protective he’s suddenly being over you, but the baby can only go so far because - face it - he’s basically ten years old

Doesn’t let that stop him from shooting dirty looks toward any demon who looks at the bandages on your face twice

Immediately goes home and researches what kind of foods you can comfortably eat, and enlists both Barbatos and Beel’s help in cooking soft dishes for you that you’ll be able to eat, despite your injury

Does his best to help you where he can

Takes over your cooking duty at the House of Lamentation

Takes extra-detailed notes so he can lend them to you after class

Even goes as far as to get high-quality Celestial bandages with natural healing properties and gives them to you, hoping that everything he’s doing will make your recovery a little bit faster

He’s really come to look up to you as an older sibling, so seeing you injured (even if you don’t necessarily show the pain) has him seriously torn up inside, and it takes all his effort to keep a straight face every time he looks at you and sees the bandages on your face

If you’re even a little self-conscious about any scars afterwards, he will spend hours convincing you that you look fine (and in truth, he can’t actually see the scar anymore, so he’s being honest)

Long after you’re recovered, he will remember at the most random times that you’re so fragile despite always looking so strong, and it tears him up inside

Because of this, random, tearful hugs become the norm

Occasionally, one look is all it takes before his eyes are welling with tears and he’s burying his face inside your stomach, holding you tight and promising to “protect you to make sure that you never get hurt again”

Very innocent, very sweet

Never fully forgets ever again just how fragile humans are

Barbatos

Knew it could happen

Was sort of prepared for it to happen

Didn’t actually expect it to fucking happen

This is probably one of the only times where he regrets not using his powers to check and see what the future held - literally, it would have been so easy to have saved you had he known it was coming 

Went to Diavolo asking to switch timelines but the demon lord said no

Highkey becomes incredibly protective of you, just in super subtle ways

You suddenly find yourself invited to Diavolo’s palace much more often, and it’s Barbatos who now entertains you, bringing you there under the guise of asking you to “taste the new recipes” he’s attempting to perfect

Pfft, his recipes are already the definition of perfect - the only reason he’s putting that food in your mouth is because he cast a spell on it, and it’ll make your bones stronger

Dodges all questions when you ask about it, real slick

“Barbatos, isn’t this the same dish you gave Beel when we came here last month?”

“I’m afraid I have no recollection of what you’re talking about.”

“You know, the dessert you gave him after he asked you for the biggest banana spli—”

“Oh my, would you look at the time. Let’s get you home, now, before it gets too late”   

Used to walk in front of you when walking you around the palace, but he now walks behind you so that he can watch you in case you trip

I mean, why wouldn’t he? You managed to break your collarbone while jumping down the stairs in Diavolo’s palace - you clearly can’t be trusted to look after your own health

(lowkey also never leaves you unsupervised around Mammon again, who in hell thinks it’s a good idea to try parkour of all things in the castle of the demon lord??? and encourages it?????)

Finds it incredibly endearing when your injury renders you unable to do basic tasks

Like if you were a helpless human in his mind before, now you’re less independent than an unpottytrained demonchild, and Barbatos is living for it, especially since you’re too stubborn to ask the brothers for help, so you turn to him instead

Absolutely loves when you text him for help

[17:39] MC: barbatos?

[17:40] Barbatos: Yes? Are you in need of something?

[17:40] MC: ...i was walking around the House of Lamentation and i accidentally banged into the wall outside Satan’s room and there was a really big sound and it turns out that i knocked a bunch of his books off the shelf and he comes home in half an hour and please help he’s going to kill me if he sees what happened

[17:40] Barbatos:

[17:41] Barbatos: I’ll be right there.

Diavolo

Oh boy

This man has lived a long, LONG time and never in all those millennia has he been as pissed as he is now, seeing you sheepishly lean on Mammon for support with the nearly all of your leg hanging limp

What he can’t grasp is the fact that this actually happened in school

Like, it would be one thing if a demon had injured you out of spite - he could simply punish them for all eternity and eradicate the root of the problem

But for you to be injured this severely? In spellcasting class, no less?

Instantly fires the teacher who was careless enough to let you walk into a casting circle which almost obliterated you whole - and spends ages commending Satan for having the wit to save you before things got even worse

But that doesn’t stop him from using the full extent of his princely power to ensure your continued safety

Instantly moves you out of the House of Lamentation and into his own palace, ignoring Lucifer’s repeated requests for you to not be moved

“I need to make sure they’re comfortable,” He hisses to his right-hand man, almost to Barbatos’s amusement. “The healing process for humans is long, and I need to make sure that they get better without the distractions your brothers provide”

Makes it painfully clear that if you ever get injured again under an RAD teacher’s watch, nothing will be able to save them from the unforgiving flames of his wrath

Starts spending as much time with you as humanly possible 

He always stops by your room in the afternoon, generally to check on your well being and to inquire on how you’re faring, but those conversations always seem to wrap up late at night, long after you’ve both abandoned the original topic at hand and are lost in discussion over something else

One time, when he was feeling particularly guilty after looking at the painful swelling on your leg, he invited you back to his own room to sleep on his bed because - as the acting king of the Devildom - his bed is literally the most comfortable place in the world and he hardly uses it

You sleep in it once and can never sleep anywhere else again

For more reasons than one

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(Reluctantly) offers to let you move back into the House of Lamentation once you’re completely healed, but celebrates like crazy when you tell him that you’d much rather stay with him, and it becomes SUCH an ego stroke every time you remind him how much you adore it in his palace

Lowkey grateful that you got injured because it was the catalyst that allowed you both to grow close

But will absolutely make sure that nothing of the like ever happens again

[dragondemoness]

Hiya! I really liked your Rantaro crushing hc can you do it for Byakuya Togami

Sorry that this was so late aaaaaaa

Byakuya Togami Crush Headcanons

Profusely denies it at first-

How could he, the Byakuya Togami, have a crush on a commoner like you?

He couldn't even bring himself to call you that anymore

You're not just a commoner, you're special

Even though he tries to hide it, he's not very good

He's more transparent than one would think

He's a lot softer to you than most people, and he doesn't call you derogatory terms like "plebeian" or "commoner"

He also finds himself defending you when someone insults you

His blood boils when people bully you, and he has no idea why

He actually does, but refuses to admit it-

You find his treatment of you to be odd, but you know better than to point it out

You lowkey enjoy it

One day, while you guys are alone in the library, he asks you how to confess to a crush

How to do it, when to do it, what the signs of a crush are, etc.

You're mildly wounded, but you tell him to be straightforward and to tell his crush whenever he feels comfortable

And before you could leave, he stops you

"(Name), wait. I've been pushing this into the back of the mind for a while, but to be blunt, keeping this a secret is burdening me, and I will keep it buried no longer."

You stop and turn to look at him, listening curiously

"(Name)... it appears that I have fallen for you."

Your entire world is just frozen

Did you hear him correctly?

"I-I'm sorry?"

He scoffs

"Don't make me repeat myself. I said that I have fallen for you."

"A-Are you sure?"

"Do I look like the type to lie?"

You're unsure, but Byakuya was always honest and straightforward about his feelings, so there wasn't really a reason to start lying today

Byakuya rolls his eyes and steps closer to you

"Perhaps this will prove my love to you."

He tenderly holds your chin up and places a soft kiss on your lips

(Name).exe has crashed permanently

Byakuya chuckles at your flustered reaction

"Well, (Name). Do you believe me now?"

You nod, cheeks still flushed

Byakuya is really glad that you've accepted his confession

He won't admit it, but he was honestly a little nervous about how you would react

But now, he has you, and that's all he needs

The only thing standing in his way was his father-

But that was a problem for the future

[levisgirll]

𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 (𝙇𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝘼𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

event: Cookiefics' cliche Collab @cookiefics

character: Levi Ackerman

prompt:  “I changed for you.” 

theme: modern au, high school/college au ♡  

synopsis: levi was known as the scariest looking guy in the whole high school, everyone was afraid of him because of his stoic expression and also because he was one of the leaders in the survey corps gang that ruled the school! everyone would avoid him, not talk or even interact with levi. but you did not care about all of that and just went to highschool like normal with your close friends. but everything changes when levi and one of his gang member interacted with one of your friends and it bothered you a lot. this both got your attentions, and with that levi now sees a real purpose of life because of you and he wants to prove to you that he is a good man (which you do notice), for y/n only.

➡ text: ahh I'm real happy that I was able to join cookie’s open collab event! I hope this turned out alright and you all like it 🥺❤️ for this fanfic, I decided to use the fact that was stated by isayama that if levi were to be in a highschool AU he would be in a group of bullies, so I will be using this! (I kinda lowkey see that too-) also I really like how this turned out (?), should I make a part 2? let me know :,) and if you enjoyed it please then leave a like or a reblog! 

a bit of angst (?), fluff, modern au, fanfiction ♡ —

Another day, going to high school. You were in your last year and just one more year and finally out of this damn place, Y/N wanted to graduate fast and just start university with her close friends. “Good morning sleepyhead!” your head was smack and you turned around ready to smack them back, and you clearly knew who it was . “Ugh Connie, I told you stop doing that!” You yelled out and tried to fix you hair. You let out a small smile when all your friends came by your side which where Sasha, Connie, Bertholdt and Jean! “Man, I’m not ready for history class at 8am! Mr. Erwin is just gonna be blabbering for so long.” Jean said with such a long sigh and you let out a laugh, “Yea, I’m probably going to doze off.” Bertholdt came by your side and opened the classroom door for you to enter first, “I’m gonna join you with that, lets seat at the back.”

As soon as you entered the classroom, you saw your seats taken by a bunch of scary mean looking guys. “Huh, who are they?” Jean said with a pissed look, you then noticed Armin being interrogated aggressively by a tall big looking guy. “What do you think you two losers doing? Can’t you see this seat belongs to me and the boss now? Screw off.” He said in a threating tone, and threw Armin’s books on the floor. Y/N was pissed and did not hesitate to react, “Y-Y/N Wait! That’s-” It was too late for Sasha to warn Y/N and they rushed towards the big looking guy and stood between him and Armin.

“Hey! What do you think you are doing?! Leave my friend alone you jerk!” You yelled out and turned around to look at Armin. “Hey, you okay?” But he just stood there with fear shown in his expression and you then felt a hand on your shoulder which startled you. “Hey....First, the name is Reiner...And second, do you even know who you are talking to?” You were taken aback by his comment, and as soon as it hit you, you just realized that you yelled out none other than one of the survey crops gang members and the boss that Reiner mentioned who was sitting on your seat was....Levi Ackerman!

Y/N was frightened but still, stood their ground and turned around towards Reiner, giving him a glare. “I don't care, respect others in this classroom. Besides, this seat is filthy right now cause you guys sat on it, so we don’t need it anymore!” Y/N pulled Armin’s arm quickly and told your friend to seat in the middle seats. You then noticed someone was looking at you, you turned around and noticed Levi was actually looking at you this whole time, he scanned your body, looking from down to up and both of your eyes met. ‘What....he isn’t mad at me?’ You wondered and turned around to look front of the classroom. Reiner was about to head towards you but Levi then spoke up and suddenly stopping him. “Leave them be Reiner. After all....we are ‘filthy’ to them.” Levi said in a sarcastic tone while he was crossing his arms, still looking at you from behind which you felt and that made you shiver. 

After many classes, you decided to meet up with your friends later on in the canteen as you headed to the bathroom. As you were walking down the hallway, you bumped into someone. “Hey Watch it!” As soon as you turned to look who you bumped into. It was...Levi. “Oh...It’s you who stood up for their friend. And....called us filthy.” He said in a calm and quiet tone and this made you get butterflies but also a bit nervous as he was actually speaking to you! Y/N then slightly blushed and turned their head quickly to the other side so Levi wouldn’t notice it, ‘What the hell...He’s actually good looking?!’

“Yea, Of course I would. Unlike you.” Y/N said crossing their arms and giving him a glare, “You are fast to judge.” Levi said with a slight chuckle, and leaned his back against the wall while putting his both hands in his pockets, still keeping his eyes on them. “Y/N...right? You are kind of interesting.” You eyes started to widen by what he said, and when you looked at Levi you could tell he was actually saying the truth. “But....you are an idiot. Don’t go around doing what you did today to Reiner to others, you will get in trouble.” Levi sounded a bit concerned, he then got off and started to walk ahead of you. ‘Is he worried about me?’ Y/N wondered and then took off.

It was no lie and a fact that Levi had been keeping his eyes on Y/N for quite a while and it turned out that Levi was actually curious about Y/N and he would always watch them during class, lunch time and would try to have small talks with Y/N sometimes and this had shocked everyone. Shocking how, Levi the most scariest guy in High school and the leader of a frightening gang was actually showing his soft side only to Y/N. Levi was in fact strongly attracted and interested towards Y/N as they were always honest, strong and had always been friendly and nice to everyone. It was then later on that the both of them had feelings for each other, but they would keep that to themselves, thinking the other did not feel the same way.

It was after school and Y/N crossed paths with Levi Ackerman who was with  Furlan and Isabel. Levi gave them a wave, signaling them to leave them be and Furlan sent a smirk to Levi and elbowed his shoulder which made Levi get a slight blush on his cheeks. “Oh, look who’s here.” Levi uttered sarcastically. Y/N gave out a sigh, thinking Levi would again tease them as he was doing it quite often nowadays, this made Y/N think that Levi probably hates them and that’s why he was teasing them as everyone said it was odd for Levi to pick on others. Although, everyone was misunderstanding that Levi was doing that for another reason.

“Back off Levi, I don't have anytime for your bullshit today.”  Y/N said bluntly and was about to leave him, but Levi quickly said after “What do you mean? I was gonna ask if you wanna walk home together, Idiot.” He said after coming beside you and ruffled Y/N’s hair. “W-What...Um okay.” Y/N was a blushing mess right now, as they walked side by side with Levi, their crush. ‘Did Levi actually say that? He is actually dropping me home?’ Y/N thought while they could smell his beautiful scent, and Y/N’s eyes then wondered to look at his attractive side profile, then to his undercut hair that was neat and clean. Levi then caught Y/N starting at him and they looked away quickly. “What? Did you shit or something?” He joked while looking at Y/N, “Huh?! N-No What the hell Levi!” Y/N lightly boxed his shoulder while their cheeks went red from being embarrassed. Levi loved seeing this side of them as they could see their reaction which he found cute. “What? I just asked, calm down.”

Y/N and Levi had a long afternoon walk, and the sun started to set down. He did not want to part away from them and wanted to spend a longer time with them, just their presence next to Levi made him forget about all his problems, issues, the gang he was trying to control and handle as many of them used their power to bully others in their High school and Y/N did mention to Levi how they hated that a lot which Levi agreed to. “Hey....” Y/N then said suddenly which got Levi’s attention and out of his thoughts, “Thanks, for dropping me home. But, I wanted to ask.” They said quietly and looked down as they held on their backpack tightly, “Hm, Go ahead.” Levi uttered in his usual calm tone to Y/N.

“I want to hang with you more! But, I promised myself I wouldn't hang out and be around bullies, so....if you want to be around me more. T-Then stop your gang bullying others! Everyone thinks you are like that too, but the more I am with you...The more I realized you aren’t like them. So, please prove them wrong. Ugh, just cause you are their leader, they are using that to their advantage and I don't like that!” Y/N finally spoke out their thoughts and was still looking down. Levi just stood there, and nodded, not saying a single word which meant that Levi agreed to what Y/N said and appreciated how they valued Levi as a person and not a bad guy and also how they knew the real him, trusting him was something he admired about Y/N a lot. But, he finally spoke and said, “I will...for you.” as soon as he said that, he turned around and left which made Y/N wonder the whole night what he told them.

The following day came, just another boring and tiring day as Y/N was finally leaving her high school as they stayed after school doing extra studying. But, that was not the case anymore as Y/N was approaching the school gate to leave, they saw a strange looking guy blocking the school gate which made Y/N nervous “Um...could you move aside?” They said to him and as soon as Y/N said that, the guy quickly went towards Y/N and held on their wrist. “So you are the one, who is changing him. Because of you....you ruined everything, even my plan!!” The guy was furious and he yelled out at you as he was tightly holding on to your wrist, Y/N winced from the pain and struggled to move their wrist away from him, “Stop it! That hurts.” Tears then started to run down from your cheeks and you closed your eyes tightly, wishing....Levi to come and save you, ‘Levi...!’

You suddenly felt your wrist not having anymore pain and his hand slowly leaving your wrist. You then opened your eyes and looked up and saw none other than Levi in front of you, holding the guy’s arm really tightly! “You are fucking dead, Zeke. Now you have done it, I’m not gonna let you slide this time.” You were shaken, frighten by what was happening and you started to worry for Levi. “L-Levi..!” You called out his name and Levi turned around to look at you and gave you a soft looking smile, “Don’t worry. I’m gonna sort this out. Wait for me near the park.” 

Y/N moved back slowly and was hesitant to leave Levi and go there all alone, “Hey. I’ll be there soon, so go on.” Levi reassured you, which made Y/N nod and turned around and started running towards the direction of the park. Y/N kept on running and running while tears were running down their cheeks, ‘What the hell is happening! Who is this Zeke guy?! Why did he come for me and what plan was he even talking about?!’ Your thoughts were running around your mind until you reached the park and you started to gasp for air.

As you sat on the swing, waiting for Levi, you started to overthink and wonder if anything bad happened to him. But, your phone distracted your thoughts as it started to ring with so many notifications, you opened your phone to see your school group chat talking about the fight between Levi and Zeke. Apparently, Zeke was the one who was brainwashing the survey gang members, and making them bully and hurt other students and one of them were Reiner. This then made sense why Reiner was being rude to Armin the last couple of weeks and it was Zeke’s plan to make every member of Levi’s gang to later on go against him, making Zeke the leader instead. Everyone talked about how intense the fight was and that Levi finished him off by knocking out Zeke.

“Levi....Please come back...to me.” Y/N began to whimper, missing Levi by their side, and feeling sadness slowly taken over them with more tears coming from their eyes. “Oi, Stop crying.” Y/N felt a hand suddenly on the top of their head, which was being caressed slowly. It took them a minute to process what was going on and then finally realizing that Levi was standing in front of them! Y/N quickly jolted from the swing and brought their arms around Levi’s shoulders, hugging him tightly and not wanting to let him go. “You Jerk! What took you so long?! I was so w-worried”. You were now tearing up even more, but this time...it was happy tears, and you were glad to know that Levi was finally by your side. He did not hesitate to hug you back and was glad you did that actually, he then proceeded to softly rubbed your back, but he was shocked to see the strong willed person he loves in tears, which then made Levi blame himself that he was the cause of this. 

After you have calmed down, they pulled away from Levi’s shoulder and looked up at him. “I left.” Levi finally said and your eyes widened, the cold breeze slowly blowing your hair as you stood there shocked while looking at this grey eyes that never left yours. “The gang. I’m done for good now.” Levi gave you a smile, a smile that he was glad by his choice and the one who pushed him to go for that choice was none other than y/n.  After the rival fight, Levi promised himself to disband the gang for good, leaving no one being there anymore and the bad kids leaving as they did not have Levi anymore on their side and to use to their advantage. Although, this decision would not even cross his mind if he haven’t met Y/N. They changed his life and made him see things in a better perspective, it was also because Y/N did state that they wouldn’t want to hang with someone who was around with people that bullied others and Levi did not want to lose them. From now on, Levi wants to make you happy, protect/support you and be your shield, you were his sunshine and someone he would cherish and wants to be by your side for the longest time. 

Levi went closer to Y/N and placed his hand on the side of their cheek, and he slowly caressed it with his thumb, rubbing away the tears that stained their cheeks. “I changed for you.” Y/N stood there blushing after hearing what Levi said and as soon Levi saw Y/N’s red face, his ears then his whole face went red too! Now realizing that Levi actually did this all just for Y/N and the promise they told Levi, that was the main reason to it all. “I can see an idiot here.” Levi said bluntly and that caused Y/N to look around, seeing who he was referring to. “Huh, Where-” Their words were taken aback by Levi flickering their forehead. “Right here.” Levi then started to give out a small laugh as Y/N brought their hand on their forehead, while still y/n’s cheeks still being red. “H-Hey! Why do you keep teasing me like that!”

Levi then grabbed y/n’s hands and held them up, and as he was holding it tightly your hands were now being warmed up. “Can’t you tell? I teased you....cause I like you.” You then started to recall all the times where he did tease you but it was only to you, and he would not do that to anyone else, he would only show his soft side to you, and his gentle kind-hearted side was something you only knew of. This then made you get butterflies and you started to get a fuzzy feeling which Levi did too. 

It was indeed a long evening, but the atmosphere and the feelings you both had and shared spoke it all and Levi then promised you that he would do his best to take care of you, make you happy and also....be the best boyfriend for you, which you agreed to! 

BONUS: One day, Y/N was going to the supermarket and they bumped into Kuhel Ackerman! She looked absolutely beautiful and you then figured that’s how Levi got his good looks. “Oh you must be Y/N! My son mentions you a lot at home, but he is too stubborn and shy to talk about you! Are you both perhaps together?” She would say with a big smile, she was really sweet and nice, you both shopped around and got along pretty well. She then asked if you could come over for dinner one day which you agreed to and when Levi found out about that, he was a blushing mess that evening. And how the tables turned how now his mother was now teasing him instead which made you giggle.

[nerdzzone]

Only For A Moment: December

Summary: A series of shorter one shots from Chris and Whitney’s life together throughout the pandemic. Some happy times, some harder times, some fluff and some things a little more sexy - they work through it all as they try to get settled in their new and blossoming relationship.

Chris Evans x OFC

18+

Part of the Once Bitten/More Hearts series

Only For A Moment: November [part two]

Note: This is the last part of this section of the series! Thank you to everyone who has read, liked, reblogged and commented so far, I really appreciate your support and love reading all your thoughts! There will be more, focusing on their lives as the world starts opening up again, but I’m not sure when it will be posted.

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December 2020

December was a somewhat bittersweet month.

There were quite a few positives as Christmas always brought plenty of joy - and it brought Scott back from L.A. which was a nice treat for everyone - and there was also the big announcement of an approved vaccine. The roll out wouldn't be immediate, of course, but there was hope on the horizon and a clear sense of relief.

However, there were some negatives as well. I still had my concerns about how well we'd adapt our relationship to the realities of real life and, as excited as I was about Christmas, the holiday season was making me miss my family more than ever.

Chris' family was a great substitute - especially as the case numbers were low enough that we were allowed to have small family gatherings which meant they could all to stay over at our house on Christmas Eve as they had the year before - but I hadn't seen any of my own family in over a year and I missed them terribly. It made me so sad to think of how much Grayson had grown since they last saw him and knowing that I had a little nephew that I'd never even met was starting to break my heart.

In an attempt to ease the ache caused by the distance, we had a video call on Christmas Eve since my family were all together too and I was relieved that our friendly, confident three year old had no problem making conversation with the grandparents and uncle that he could barely remember. It was heart-warming and refreshing to have that time with them even through a screen, but it wasn’t the same and it left me wanting more. I wanted to see them, to hug them, to help my mom make Christmas dinner and beat my brother at the card games we always used to play. I wanted to be less than three thousand miles away and it was starting to weigh on me.

I held it together pretty well, not wanting to put a damper on the happy festivities we were having, but later that evening, when I was alone with my thoughts as I finished tidying up the dishes from dinner, it was suddenly overwhelming. I leaned on the counter as my chin dropped to my chest and the tears finally came. I wasn’t going to let myself have more than a few minutes to wallow in my sadness, but almost as soon as the tears started, a voice from behind me interrupted.

"Whitney?" Lisa quietly announced her presence. "Are you okay?"

I sniffled and quickly wiped my eyes before turning around to see her standing in the doorway with Scott, concern on both of their faces.

"I'm fine," I smiled weakly, but Scott wasn't going to let it go that easy.

"What's wrong?" He asked. "Why are you crying?"

"I just miss my family. It's hard not getting to see them at Christmas," I admitted. "I know I didn't get to see them last year either, but it's been so long now since I've seen them at all. I guess that's just made it harder."

"Oh, honey, that's understandable," Lisa assured me. "I can't imagine how I'd feel if we hadn't been able to be together at all for as long as you've been away from your family."

"Usually I'm fine," I insisted. "I think just seeing them all together and not being there got to me a little bit."

"Well their loss is our gain," Scott informed me. "Because we're really happy to have you here. I know it's not the same, but you're part of our family too."

"I know and I'm so grateful that I have all of you," I rushed to assure them, not wanting anyone to think I wasn't happy to be spending the holidays with them. "It's been so amazing how you've all taken me in and let me be a part of your family. I know things were complicated with Chris and I, but you've always been so good to me."

"You've been a part of this family from the moment we found out about Grayson," Lisa said firmly. "Whatever happened between you and Chris never mattered to us. We're glad you've sorted yourselves out now, but we've always thought of you as family."

Scott nodded in agreement and their kind words brought more tears to my eyes.

"That really means a lot," I choked out, blinking frantically to stop myself from crying anymore. It took a moment to compose myself, but eventually I let out a laugh and wiped my eyes again. "Sorry, I'll stop blubbering soon. I don't think I realized how much I missed them until now and once I get all weepy, it's hard for me to stop."

Lisa crossed the kitchen quickly and pulled me into a hug.

"If you need to let it out, then you go right ahead."

I returned her hug and was about to inform her that it wasn't necessary when Chris - who had been upstairs putting Grayson to bed - appeared in the doorway and interrupted our little moment.

"What are we letting out? Why is Whitney crying?" he asked. "What did you two do to her?"

"We were just letting her know that none of us would judge her if she wants to dump your ass," Scott lied, a smirk on his face. "And now she's crying tears of joy."

"Scott!" Lisa scolded despite the laugh that fell from her lips as she let me slip out of her arms. "That's a horrible thing to say."

"It's not true," I assured Chris even though I was sure he'd figured that out. "I just had a little sad moment. I miss my family so your lovely family members were reassuring me that I'm part of yours."

"You absolutely are," he agreed, coming over and slipping his arm around my waist before pressing a kiss to the side of my head. "I'm sorry that you're sad, but do you remember what I told you last year?"

I'd spent a lot of time trying to block out the memory of last Christmas in the months after it happened and apparently I'd done a good enough job to not know what he was talking about.

"No," I shook my head. "What?"

"There's no time for worryin' at Christmas!" He reminded me. "Let's get you a drink and turn that frown around!"

"Alright, that sounds good," I laughed as I slid out of his grasp. "Lisa, can I get you another glass of wine?"

"Oh, yes, that's actually why we came in here," she smiled. "We were sent to get everyone another round."

"Perfect," Chris grinned as he opened the fridge and started pulling out supplies.

He poured drinks for everyone, but held me back as his brother and mother left the room with as many drinks as they could carry. He pulled me into his arms again before I could pick my drink up off the counter.

"Are you good?" He asked, rubbing his thumb on the exposed skin just above my jeans. "I'm sorry that you miss your family."

"I'm fine," I smiled up at him. "It was just hard seeing them all together tonight and not being there. I do miss them, but I'm okay. I'm happy to be here with you and your family."

"As soon as things get better, we can go and visit," he promised. "I think I'll have to head to L.A. in the near future anyway. Now there's a vaccine and things might start to improve, there's more talk of starting The Grey Man."

While the thought of a trip to L.A. was encouraging in theory, it made my stomach turn. Travelling while the pandemic was still around seemed very stressful - if Scott's journey home for the holidays was anything to go by - and the thought of Chris returning to work was something I wasn’t eager to think about. I knew he was trying to make me feel better though so I stretched up and placed a kiss on his lips.

"That would be nice," I smiled. "I'd like you to get to know my family a bit more."

"I'd like that too," he nodded. "As soon as we can, I promise."

As I slipped out of his grasp, I tried to focus on that hopeful promise and push any sad feelings from my mind.

-

The rest of that evening was pretty lowkey. We knew that the kids would be up at the crack of dawn as they were the year before and went to bed early in preparation for that. It was a decision that I was very grateful for at six thirty the next morning when Grayson woke us up by launching himself onto our bed.

“Merry Christmas!”

His little voice cut through the silence of the room, ruining any possibility that we might have been able to sleep a little longer.

“Merry Christmas, Gray,” I heard Chris answer as I rolled over. Just as I turned to face him, Chris dragged him down from where he was bouncing on the bed and pulled him against his chest. “Let’s go back to sleep. Okay, buddy?”

We all knew that wasn’t going to happen and Grayson proved it as he giggled and wiggled around, squealing loud enough to ensure that no one in the house could possibly still be asleep.

“Gray! Shhh,” I laughed, pulling him out of Chris’ arms and into my own. “Merry Christmas.”

I kissed the top of his head and he pulled back, grinning up at me.

“Santa came, Mama!”

“Did he?” I gasped. “That’s so exciting!”

“There’s so much presents!”

“Wow, I guess we should go see who they’re for!”

“Probably me,” Chris teased Gray. “I bet they’re all for me and maybe one for your mom.”

“And for me?”

The hope in Grayson’s voice had me interjecting before Chris could tease him any more.

“I’m sure there are some for you,” I assured him. “I bet there’s some for everyone.”

“Even Uncle Scott?”

That question earned a howl of laughter from Chris, but I nodded.

“Even Uncle Scott,” I smiled. “He’s been pretty good this year, hasn’t he?”

“No!” Grayson giggled. “He scared Daddy! And me!”

I laughed, thinking back to the incident he was referencing. Ever since Scott returned from L.A., he and Chris had created some kind of ‘scare war’ where they were competing to see who could scare the other in the best way. They posted the videos on Instagram and their fans loved it, but it had gotten a little out of hand. Scott caught Chris off guard when he came home from a walk with Dodger the day before and got an excellent reaction from him, but he didn’t realize that Grayson was with him too. The poor kid was terrified and cried for almost fifteen minutes afterwards. Scott had been incredibly apologetic and tried to make it up to him, but apparently Gray wasn’t feeling particularly forgiving.

“He did scare us and that wasn’t very nice,” Chris agreed. “He’s probably on the naughty list!”

“Yeah!” Grayson grinned at his dad. “Let’s go see!”

He scrambled off the bed almost as quickly as he’d climbed up in the first place. Once the sound of his heavy footsteps faded as he ran down the hall, Chris pulled me into his arms.

“Merry Christmas, Win.”

“Merry Christmas,” I smiled up at him. “Crazy to think that we woke up like this a year ago too.”

“Almost exactly like this,” Chris smirked. “Until you snuck out of bed as if I wouldn’t know we’d been cuddling all night.”

My jaw dropped slightly.

“You knew?”

“Of course, I knew!” Chris chuckled. “I’d been awake for almost half an hour before you woke up, but it felt so nice cuddlin’ you that I didn’t wanna move.”

“That’s so embarrassing,” I laughed, burying my head in his chest as he assured me that it wasn’t. “But it’s so strange to think that if there hadn’t been that snow storm and I hadn’t stayed over that night, maybe we wouldn’t even be here now.”

“Do you really think that?”

“It’s hard to say,” I admitted. “I think we would have ended up quarantining together, but if we hadn’t had that slip up at Christmas, we wouldn’t have had the same incentive to talk about things during lockdown.”

“But that slip up showed that the feelings were there,” Chris pointed out. “So, maybe it would have happened while we were locked in this big ol’ house anyway.”

“I like to think so,” I smiled. “Either way, I’m happy it did.”

“Me too,” Chris placed a kiss on the top of my head as the sounds of excited children floated down the hall towards us. “I guess we should get up before they come looking for us.”

I reluctantly agreed and we dragged ourselves out of bed to join the festivities.

-

Christmas morning was much the same as the year before. The kids were overwhelmed with excitement at all the gifts, but very grateful and appreciative of everything they received. Chris bought me some new cameras that I’d mentioned wanting to buy before my work picked up again, but it was my gift to him that I was really excited about.

I watched as he opened the box that I’d carefully wrapped and pulled out the photo album that I’d put inside.

“Wow,” Chris murmured as he flipped through the pages with a soft smile on his face. “Are these all of me and Gray?”

“There’s some of Dodger too, but yeah, mostly it’s you and Gray,” I informed him. “I just thought, it’s been such a crazy year and there’s been a lot of stress, but there were some good moments too and I wanted you to have some memories of those.”

“This is amazing…”

He flipped through the pages that I’d filled - in order by month - of all the pictures that I’d taken since the start of the pandemic. There were some of him helping Grayson ride his bike, some of them reading together and doing puzzles, some of them playing in the pool, some of them raking leaves in the fall, carving pumpkins at Halloween, cooking dinner together, curled up on the couch watching movies and pretty much every other day to day activity that they did together through the lockdown. I was amazed by how many pictures I’d taken when I started compiling them, but I knew it was a gift that he would appreciate.

“That’s one of my favourites,” I giggled, pointing to a picture of bath time one night when Chris had fashioned them both beards made out of bubbles.

“I love them all,” he smiled, looking up at me with glassy eyes. “Thank you, Winnie. Thank you so much.”

I leaned in to place a soft kiss on his lips as Lisa moved to stand behind her son and sneak a peek at the album.

“That’s such a wonderful gift, Whitney,” she gushed. “Those pictures are beautiful.”

“Thank you. If you look through it later and pick out your favourites, I can make you some copies.”

“That would be great!” She grinned. “I would love that, if you don’t mind.”

I assured her that it would be no trouble and made notes of a few that I thought she might want as Chris and I spent the next half an hour flipping through the album and reminiscing on the happy moments we shared as a family during a very dark year. It was a rather odd feeling that such a bleak time had also been such a happy one for us. I was beyond grateful that our families had been relatively untouched by the virus plaguing the world and was more than happy to join Scott in his toast to all our continued good health when he brought out the mimosas as soon as all the presents were unwrapped.

-

The rest of the day was filled with plenty of love and appreciation of our little family and the opportunity to be together. As we had the year before, we called all the relatives who lived too far away to join us before spending most of the day playing games, drinking fancy Christmas cocktails and eating delicious food. We had learned something from the previous years celebrations though and didn’t let ourselves get quite as intoxicated as we had back then.

All in all it was a lovely day and my heart was feeling very full by the time we said our goodnights and headed to our room that evening. I was refreshed by the opportunity for such prolonged socialization and had a little extra pep in my step as I pranced off to the ensuite bathroom to brush my teeth.

However, when I came back out, I was surprised to find Chris sitting on the edge of our bed. He glanced up when I walked in, a soft smile on his face, but there was an air of nervousness around him that immediately put me on edge.

"You okay?"

My question was simply met with a nod as he beckoned me over. He grabbed my hand as soon as I was close enough and kept me standing in front of him.

"I have one more present for you," he informed me after a moment of quiet. "But I want to preface it with an explanation so you don't freak out."

I laughed nervously at that statement, wondering what kind of gift could possibly make me freak out. A car? A new house? A puppy? My mind was instantly running wild.

"Okay..."

"I know you're still nervous about things going back to normal and how we'll handle it - I can see it on your face every time it gets mentioned," he started, his words so far offering no explanation. "I've been trying to think of something that I can do to reassure you, something to prove just how committed I am to you because I am all in here, Winnie. From the moment I met you, I knew you were something special and it sounds a little cheesy and over the top, but you really are the love of my life. It took a little soul-searching and some brainstorming, but I eventually came up with something I think might help us both..."

He paused then and reached behind his back, pulling out a little box that made my heart start pounding in my chest.

"Oh my god," I gasped out as he slid from the bed to kneel on one knee in front of me.

He opened the box and looked up at me with hope written all over his face.

"Will you marry me, Winnie?" He asked, the question bringing tears to my eyes. I was biting my lip to hold myself together and didn't realize that I hadn't answered until he launched into some further reassurances. "We don't have to get married right away - we can wait as long as you want - but taking this step, making this extra promise and commitment, I thought it might give us both some comfort."

I was still stunned, completely blindsided by his proposal, but I took in his words and appreciated his reasoning as a grin slid onto my face.

"Yes, Chris! Yes, I will marry you."

Chris visibly relaxed at my acceptance and, with noticeably shaky hands, he took the ring from the box and slid it on my finger. As soon as it was safely in place, he sprung to his feet and pulled me into a breathtaking kiss.

"Holy shit," he let out a deep breath, moments later when we finally parted. "That was terrifying. I thought for sure you were going to turn me down and tell me that I'm insane."

"You kinda are," I smiled. "And everyone else is definitely going to think we've lost our minds."

"Well, we've never done things the traditional way and it just makes sense, doesn't it?" It was a question, but he didn't wait for an answer. "It hit me when we were talking in New York and you made a joke about me proposing, that it wasn't a bad idea, that it was something I wanted to do. I know we've technically been together for less than a year, but I haven't wanted anyone else since the day I met you so what's the point in waiting? I'm not gonna make decisions based on what everyone else thinks we should do - that would be crazy."

I smiled at his anxious rambling and stretched up to place another kiss on his lips.

"That would be crazy," I agreed. "And I don't care what they think. I don't want to be with anyone else either."

He matched my smile as he squeezed me even closer.

"And I mean it, we don't have to rush into anything or start planning a wedding right away," he assured me. "But I thought this extra step might make you feel better about things changing. I'm in this one hundred percent and I'll do whatever it takes to make this work for us."

I didn't need a ring to know that Chris loved me and wanted to make this work and being engaged wouldn't make any of the challenges that were ahead of us any less difficult to face. But there was something about how fearless he was in making such a commitment to me and something about the way he was so determined to reassure me of just how invested he was in our relationship that did put me at ease and fill me with confidence.

The fact that despite all the things we'd been through and all the things we still needed to work on - including my own insecurities - Chris was willing to marry me and make that lifelong commitment had my heart about ready to burst in my chest.

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes too," I assured him. "I love you so much, Chris."

"I love you too," he grinned. "And god, I'm so relieved you said yes."

"Of course I'd say yes," I insisted. "You know I love you."

"I do, but I also know you're worried," he reminded me. "And I didn't want you to think I was using a proposal as a band-aid or something. I know that it won't always be easy and we'll have to work hard."

"We will," I agreed. "But now, at least when you're away, I'll have this pretty ring to remember you by."

I pulled my arm back from around his waist to look down at my finger. I was grateful that it wasn't a massive, showy ring, but it was beautiful and seemed fairly unique.

"It's alexandrite," he informed me. "It's one of the birthstones for June which I thought was fitting for both of us. I was gonna use Gray's birthstone, but apparently April is diamond and I wanted something different. There's diamonds on either side of the big stone though so he's in there too."

"It's beautiful," I smiled as he grinned proudly.

"I didn't think you'd want something too over the top, but I wanted it to be something nice."

"Well, you nailed it," I assured him. "I couldn't have picked a nicer ring myself."

He captured my lips in another kiss and I leaned into it, trying to wrap my head around what had just happened.

"Have you told anyone?" I asked once he pulled away. "Does my family know?"

"I told them last night," he nodded. "I called them back after I tucked Grayson in to let them know. And my whole family knows because I was stressed about the whole thing and couldn't keep it to myself. Oh, and Hannah because she scares me and I thought she'd be mad if she didn't know."

I laughed, letting my head rest against his chest.

"She would have been mad," I agreed. "But I can't believe she scares you, she's like a little chihuahua. She's all bark, no bite."

"She cried on the phone when I told her," he admitted, earning another bubble of laughter from me. "She assured me they were tears of joy, but swore me to secrecy about it so let's keep that between us."

"Oh, no way!" I giggled. "That is too good not to tease her about."

"Well, it'll be your loss if she kills me."

"Again, all bark and no bite," I reminded him. "Did your family know you were going to ask me tonight?"

"Yeah," he nodded, looking a bit sheepish. "I think they're all waiting in the living room to see what you said.”

“Then let’s go share the good news,” I smiled, moving to link my arm with his. “Then we can come back in here and celebrate properly.”

I shot him a wink to emphasize what I meant and he let out a low growl of approval before dragging me out of our bedroom.

-

Of course, his family were thrilled that I’d said yes, even though it didn’t seem like any of them were particularly surprised. I called my family and Hannah as well before sharing a celebratory drink with my soon to be in-laws.

But it wasn’t until we laid, curled up in bed after our more private celebrations that it really started to hit me.

Sure, some people would think we were moving a bit too fast and they might have been right, if we had any intention of actually getting married right away. But for us, it was just another layer of reassurance. The ring on my finger was like a little security blanket, a memento of support for when things got hard and our schedules grew busier. It was a reminder that we were determined to make this work no matter what happened and it had me feeling much more hopeful about the new year ahead of us.

Things would change, there was no doubt about that, but we could get through it and come out stronger in the end. I knew it wouldn’t always be easy and there would be times when we felt like giving up, but with a little love and perseverance, I knew our relationship - and eventually our marriage - would only benefit and grow from our efforts.

-

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nct dating headcannons!

I only did 127 because there's so many but ill do the others if anyone requests it :)

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Taeil

Mr. Moon Taeil is the definition of a cuddly boyfriend

Hes always holding your hand or kissing your cheek

Definitely gets shy when the members are around but in public youre all his

Hes super sincere about anything too but also knows how to joke around

I mean have you seen him with nct

Hes funny❗❗

Like he's gonna make you laugh no matter what

And those deep convos yall would have at night while cuddling>>>

"What if we were put on earth by aliens as an experiment to see if we would live and everytime we see ufos its just our cousins checking up on us"

Eyes wide open, "bro"

Taeils either the big or small spoon too

There's no in between

Also the biggest baby when yall are chilling

"I call small spoon!"

"But you were the small spoon last night"

"K and what about it"

10/10 would complain if you didn't want to sit with him and watch a movie or show

Would probably guilt trip you by saying you never watch something with him

Hes a sweet manipulator...

But he could easily replace you with one of the members

Like sicheng

Taeil will always ask if you've eaten

If you haven't eaten he gets big sad

Don't make him sad

Plus hes always checking on your health

And he'll know if your lying if you say you're doing fine when you're not

Also don't lie in general cuz he doesn't like that

That would make him trust you a bit less and he definitely wants trust in the relationship

Trust is a huge key or hes out

Johnny

This man 🥲

Boyfriend Material™

So gentle and loving

Loves making you feel special and will hype the shit out of you when you don't feel confident doing something

Will always make sure you're doing okay

Johnny puts in so much effort to make this relationship work and expects you to put the same amount of effort into it too

Like taeil, hes really big on trust

Add honesty to that list

Plus he expects you to be mature when needed

If you're the type of person who depends on someone else for everything and I'm mean everything he will actually leave

Hes not your babysitter❤

But he will take care of you to some extent

Like basic things for instance

He'll make you food if you're sick, get you water if your dehydrated, will get your feminine products when you need it

Very sweet😌

Okay and he spoils you but wbk

"Why are you getting me so much things?"

"Because I love you."

"But why did you get me a kitten costume???"

He has some kinks to work out 😐

Johnny will go to shop after shop even if you say you don't want something (you do but you just don't want him to pay) he'll get it without batting an eye

"Youve been staring at these shoes for 5 minutes imma buy them for you"

"Huh? No! I-"

"Too late"

will take you out to dinner all the time just to be romantic

Hes actually really good at romantic stuff

I say Johnny you say whipped

Johnny👀

Whipped😫

His free time is always you time

So don't bother saying your busy cuz now hes busy with you

"Johnny i got a test coming up can you come later? I need to study

"Thats cute im coming over to help"

Taeyong

Judging taeyong on his looks, some say he would be cold to his girlfriend

Like a tsundere

But the man is quite the opposite

Though he can be stern if need be

He has 22 children what do you expect

Will literally treat you like his members and always taking care of you

But there will be times when you have to take care of him because hes so tired from work

He turns into a baby when he's tired or lazy too

So wrap him in a burrito blanket and hes all set for the day

Makes weird noises but thats normal

You're just watching tv and hes just making some old video game sounds with his mouth

No one questions it

If he didnt make sounds you'd probably question it

Talks in pout if he doesn't get his way with you

"Why don't you wanna play games with me~"

"Bruh I'm tired"

Or just gives you those big puppy eyes without even trying

Complete other person when you're not listening

He just kinda stares at you all intimidating like until you listen

Taeyong won't do anything too bad if you kept ignoring him, but you don't know that

Omg bro he'd literally bring you on vlive with him to chat

Even if the company is like '???Shes not an idol???'

But its taeyong so SM doesn't care🧍‍♂️

"We have special guest again! Its y/n-ah!!"

You'd be just chilling on his bed giving him a wtf look until you realize there's a camera and smile

"Shes cute. Isn't she cute guys?"

Don't try to escape the vlive, he'll just get up and sit you on his lap

Makes everyone watching jelly🥲

Bro he would make fun of you the same way he makes fun of doyoung

you'd be sitting with doyoung or sumn and taeyong just comes up to the both of you and decides

'Its time to end these two'

You and doyoung are just like 'tf did we do'

Somehow some other members are making fun of yall

Of course they aren't mean

Its all fun and games and gives you a good laugh after

Doyoung

Hes literally a mom

But its ok

You love it

Sometimes

He also nags a lot

And if you don't listen he gets mad

You wouldn't tell him this but you find it funny

And cute🤐

"Youre almost as bad as dream" 

"what are u talking about im an angel"

"Kay then put the knife down we kinda need haechan to live"

Hes beaten you with a pillow once

In front of taeyong

Taeyong was watching like 👁👄👁

I dont think he cares much for pda tbh

But he doesn't hate it

He'll hug you a lot

And doyoung will probably kiss you here and there

But thats depending on his mood

If he's tired he'd probably just hold you in his arms

Either way he still makes you smile even with the smallest of touches

When you guys go out in public doyoung always holds your hand

I mean always

Remember when I said he doesn't seem like the type to be into pda

I lied

Doyoung wants everyone to know youre his

He won't kiss you but he will pull you into random hugs and hold your hand like he's gonna lose you any second

Doyoung also can't go anywhere without dressing his best

Like even if he's just practicing he's gotta look cute

And he always does because he's fucking kim doyoung

Doyoung also has a habit to make up names for you

Like one day he'll call you babe/baby

The next day could be angel or princess

Then there's you who just calls him bunny because he hates (loves) it

Expect some random gifts from him

Cuz like Johnny, he likes to spoil you

he just loves the smile thats plastered on your face

Pinches your cheeks evey time you smile too

When you guys are just chilling in the dorms you are always doing something to make doyoung get "angry"

"Angry" doyoung is a fun doyoung

Says you and taeyong 🤭

Literally will chase you around the dorm until he gets you and "scolds you"

Hell also scold taeyong

Sometimes you prank him with the other members

*cough*haechan*cough*

But doyoung knows youre just being playful

So he kinda laughs at you

Yuta

Hes a devil

Wbk

He can go from calling you the cutest lil thang to saying the most inappropriate stuff

"U have such a pretty mouth" 

"no stop" 

"how about u use it on my-"

"OUT DEMON"

Besides that he's actually very nice

Although he doesn't really show his affection like how most couples would

At first hes kinda like a "cold boyfriend" but not?

Gives off a tsundere kinda vibe

He lives for pda

Especially if you initiate it

His favorite is kissing your neck

Not in a sexual way or trying to give you hickeys tho

He just comes over and kisses it

Probably has a neck kink 😳

Same 😌

When you guys are out in public his arm is always around your waist or shoulders

He gets easily jealous when you give anyone any attention

Especially if you have a pet

He will be pouty for God knows how long until you notice

"I'll make it up to you"

"ok then prove it *pats his lap*"

"...I can and will replace you with this animal"

Will not let a dude flirt with you

If he sees a dude flirt with you he just gives them ㄒ卄乇 ㄥㄖㄖҜ

Lowkey hot

But sometimes gives you that look if u aren't listening to him

Its an advantage

Freaks you out tho

When your sitting on the couch minding your own damn business yuta always pulls you onto his lap or sits you between his legs

He really likes to be close to you

So when you guys are sitting he keeps his head on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around you gently rocking you both

Omg im making myself feel single

If you are sad yuta will always be the first person you lean on

Even if its not serious

"Who do I need to fuck up?"

"Im literally just on my period..."

The members sometimes tease him because they'd never seen him so in love

He looks at you like ur his everything

Because you are

He'll tell you that too

If you say something bad about urself he gives you a whole ass lecture about how u should love yourself the way he loves you

He'd be talking for 25 minutes but you stopped listening 30 minutes ago

Literally scolds you for not listening

Loves how well you get along with the members

But also hates how well you get along with specific members because of how similar you are with them

What I'm trying to say is that you are a bit too similar to mark🚶‍♂️

Jaehyun

Frat boy boyfriend

Lowkey wants to fuck everyday

Idk he gives off that vibe

But jaehyuns just chill half the time

Hes like an American boyfriend like bitch you're Korean 👁👄👁

Hes super cuddly and warm

Thats weird wait

Like when you're cold just snuggle into him because body heat <3

Always loosely has his arms around your waist when just laying down

Whole different story if you're sitting on his lap and just standing around

Back hugs😫😫

Dead ass the first thing he does if he sees you is give you a back hug

It works for a lot of things

Surprise? Back hug

You're cooking? Back hug

Horny? Back hug

Solves his life problems basically

Hes a freak omg

Very flirtatious too

Hes just that bitch

Either he makes you blush or roll your eyes

"Y/n you're ass is fat"

Def an ass guy😑

Hes the type of guy to put his hands in your jeans back pocket

Wait no im feeling jaehyun too much rn

BUT MY POINT STILL STANDS

Or when yall hug his hand doesn't rest on your back but your ass

If you're wearing some shorts or something that makes your but pop

Hes gonna smack it and pretend like nothing happened

Yo someone pls save me im in my jae feels

Nah I've been talking about his ass kink for too long

Ummmm

Okay for real though jaes actually really nice and kind of careless when it comes to you

Fuck everyone else, if you've fallen and scraped your knee hes gonna be that soccer mom and rip a band aid out of nowhere

But if one of his members scraped their knee he'd just look the other way and smile like nothing happened

Earlier I said he was chill but hes also loud too

You walk into the dorms and the first thing you hear is "Y/N!!" Wyd?

You swear he doesn't realize how loud he is half the time because of that deep voice

This bitch always makes sure youre healthy and tries to take you to the gym with him

It dont work cuz this bitch just stares at your ass

Nah I need to do the next member

Jungwoo

hes literally the cutest especially around you

When he greets you its basically a whole ass bear hug

Whole lots a kissing

Literally doesn't care where you guys are

He will kiss you anywhere

Loves to kiss your forehead because he doesn't have to bend down as much🤭

doesnt care if the members are there

Nobody ever questions it either

"youre my baby right?"

"jungwoo-"

"riGhT?"

"Yes...."

He does aegyo if he doesn't get his way

It works every time don't lie

Will probably sit on your lap for some reason

Hes not light

But if you can do it so can he

you guys never get into fights

Even if you do its never anything serious

"you fucking pushed me so u could win"

"false I accidentally bumped my arm into urs"

"whats accidental is the murder im going to commit"

"what?"

"What?"

Smh young love

Going shopping with jungwoo is like shopping with a kid

Will beg for any food he lays his eyes on

"Omg can we get cookies?🥺"

"only if your paying"

“*gently places cookie dough back* lmao cookies? Never heard of her"

No matter how tired the boy is he will always find time for you

Hell take you too your favorite restaurants and even if you insist on paying he wont let you

If you don't marry him I will

When you guys are walking in public he will always be holding your hand

Says its because he doesn't want you to get lost

But you know damn well its actually him who doesn't want to get lost😳

Jk you just know he wants to be close to you

If you make any suggestive joke he always knows how to counterpart it

Leaving you speechless like the members

When you guys are going to bed he has his arms wrapped around your waist

first thing jungwoo does before sleeping is giving you a kiss

Doesn't care if your asleep or awake

Then a quiet 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢

Mark

i dont even know how to explain this relationship bruh

like its mark lee its gonna be a weird time

ok so marks actually hella nice

kinda bro or dude zones you but you do it back

theres a bunch of yo’s too

as someone who says yo a lot im happy i can relate to him

“yo youre doing that wrong though”

“dude im literally reading the directions, it said 3 cups of water”

“bro it says 3/4 oh my god”

yall cant cook 

taeyong wont even allow even you to help him cook

anyway marks special

but seriously marks actually a very gentle person with you

like legit is super nice to you even if you sometimes piss him off

marks probablys only been mad at you once then was like ‘its okay’

go to his practices cuz he loves that shit

he really likes when you are social with the members too

cuz then you guys are all friends and he can just bring you to places with them :D

this kid will literally not to pda in front of any member so you have to basically force him to just hug you

johnnys always making fun of you two and mark panics everytime while youre just like ‘yeah what about it’

compliment mark and hes blushing and squealing like an anime girl

inch resting concept 

“mark you look cute today”

“o-oh um..yeah thanks”

and this man can take compliments but with you its a whole new story

aight lemme get serious

marks mad sensitive 

so dont actually purposely make him mad, jealous, or upset

it would crush him

and he doesnt want someone like that in a relationship

cuz if he doesnt purposely do it to you, dont do it to him

take notes 

Haechan

hes a brat bye

would actually fight you just to get his way

makes fun of you on a regular

thinks hes cute 

hes not wrong

but actually he knows how to act mature when he needs to

like if youre genuinly getting upset with him, he will straighten up and quicky apologize, even give you a phat kiss and hug

might take you to get ice cream after if he really upset you

he can be nice

nah jk hes very nice and is a really energetic boyfriend

haechan always wants to do something with you liek go to the amusement park, go out to eat, or go shopping

sometimes makes everything seem like a hassle to leave and go somewhere with you cuz hes either lazy or playing video games

“cant you just go by yourself?”

“but what if i get lost”

“the ice cream place is literally five miles away”

“actually its seven so im gonna get lost”

hed groan the whole time just to be annoying but you dont care cuz you got your ice cream

if you go to any concert or practice, haechan always has to make things more sexy than they should be

like ‘fool’ became hella sexual and for what

its probably one of his favorites to make you blush

he loves your reactions

keeps him alive

hyucks always got something to say even at the most awful times

youre literally choking on water and he goes “ill give you something to choke on later”

and you have to cancel your dying session to smack his head

my guy has no filter

and he wont even hide that around the members

theres always that smirk on his cute ass face if he succeeds too

i have the sudden urge to fight him

[narrators-journal]

Step one

Hoo boy, this one is potentially dark as fuck, so remember that this is entirely fantasy. Do not think this is healthy or copy anything here.

Cw: heavy heavy nsfw. Drugging, b+e, somnophilia, Illumi gets possessive lowkey

previous part: here

First part: here

Illumi used the month or so you were closed off and mourning to try and dig up as much intimate info on you as he could, from childhood fears to how many times you've had sex. With this knowledge added to his collection, the last thing he needed to do was set up a cover story, than introduce himself. If this fails, she can be killed, or trained He told himself as he read through your social media on his laptop, ignoring a nagging sense of dread he hadn't felt since his first solo kill as a child.

The cover story was easy enough, murdering the people across the street from your home was boringly simple, setting them up to die of heart attacks and a break in, waiting out the investigation, nothing new to the assassin. By the time things had cleared up there, you were beginning to cheer up anyway, which was good, it'd be easier for Illumi to court you if you weren't verging into suicidal territory. Finally, the day came when he moved into the home, much to the teary refusal of his mother.       "I'm not leaving permanently," Illumi assured her the day he moved out, taking only a duffel bag of clothing with him, the issue was that his mother was holding him in a hug and refusing to let go. "You were so excited for me to be courting a woman, you can't sob and cling to me when I need to move out to properly 'woo' her." His voice was level and uninterested, as always, though on the inside he did feel a bit of reluctance at leaving, which was why he guessed he didn't use a lot of force to remove his mother's iron grip.        "I know, but why can't you go about the process from home?" she blubbered, Illumi's father standing a bit behind her sighing at her antics,              "To build up proper propinquity I need to be near her a lot, I cannot do that from here while also doing my work. Besides, it is relatively frowned upon for a 24 year old to still be living with their parents, so I need to have my own place for...the later portion." Sadly, even logic didn't calm Kikyo down, so Silva was forced to pry her from Illumi and simply wished the long haired assassin well as the man left. To atone for the sin of leaving the Zoldyck estate, Illumi was required to call his mother at least once a day, but other than that, he was free to live across the street from you when he wasn't working. This set up proved to be very useful, as it allowed him to linger on the street without suspicion, watch you from his windows, and it gave him more opportunities to run into you 'organically', despite having your meager outing schedule memorized already, and more. The day he moved in properly, Illumi was helping a trio of butlers move furniture in, trying to seem as normal as possible since he could see you sitting on your porch, getting some fresh air while also watching your new neighbor curiously. It's good to see her out at least, vitamin D is necessary for good health. he thought as he moved the last bit of strategically aged furniture into the home, letting the butlers return home after that. If he was to blend in, he'd have to slum it for a while after all. Though, he could put up with that as long as you stayed as friendly as you were the first night he was there. It was pretty late, the dark hours cooling the relatively warm air of the late spring day when he heard a knock at the door, but when he opened, there you were, your (h/l), (h/c) hair pulled away from your face, in a (f/c) jacket and some of your nicer casual clothes,       "Hello! I'm sorry if you were asleep or anything, but I wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood!" you chirped, your kind smile making something weird happen to his heart, but he hid that, not wanting to scare you by saying he was having a heart attack,      "Ah, hello miss. No, I was just trying to cook some dinner, not to worry." he assured, watching you relax a bit before tilting his head, "I'm sorry if this is curt, but have we met?" he asked, your (e/c) eyes shining with confusion for a moment before realization washed that away,       "Oh! you're the man I bumped into at that party!" he mimicked your stunned reaction, chatting a bit before you heard angry sizzling from his kitchen, the sound earning a concerned look from you. "Um?? Should you step outside?" you suggested, and when he looked in your eyes again, he saw that undeserved concern in those captivating orbs. That weird feeling returned in response, but Illumi repressed it once again,        "No, I believe that's just my food," he said nonchalantly, watching your expression change to panic, it was so intriguing to see how expressive you were compared to his family,        "Maybe you should go check on it??" you urged gently, the panicked look in your eyes compelling the empathy-less assassin to do as you said, so he nodded simply and returned to the pot of boiling water that was leaking with angry bubbles splashing water onto the burner. He simply turned the stove off and returned to you once the water had settled again. You were still there, nervously peeking in to try and check on him he assumed.        "Why didn't you come in?" He asked, making you jump,        "I-I wasn't invited, it's rude to just walk in." you pointed out, and he mentally kicked himself for forgetting that fact briefly. Though he verbally just sighed in defeat, running a hand through his long, silky hair.         "Actually, would it be uncouth of me to maybe ask if you would help me with something?" He asked, and when you shook your head he reluctantly continued, "You see, my family is rather well off, so I've...never learned to cook. Would you maybe teach me how to make the food?" He asked, and he liked to think it was the power of his natural charm that made you agree, not the pitiful mask of helplessness he put on. Either way though, you were now inside of his new home. Could this be considered a date? Illumi mused as he followed your instructions to bring the water to a boil again and put the store-bought noodles into the rolling liquid, People cook together as a date, so this should count as a date. He decided after a moment of watching you prepare food, following your orders until the two of you had managed to make a rather respectable looking dinner. He cemented this occassion's 'date' status by handing you a plate,          "It's fair that since you helped make it, you eat some of it with me." he pointed out when you went to refuse his offering. After that, the two of you sat in his living room in silence, neither making the first move to speak. For Illumi, the silence was comfortable, it gave him time to judge the weird thing that had happened with his insides. He wasn't dead, and the warm, fluttery sensation was fading, so it didn't seem to be fatal. I should get the family doctor to check me over. he decided as he ate, finally glancing over at you while you sat on the opposite end of the couch. Judging by the tension in your limbs and how you radiated discomfort, you were about to bolt like a scared rabbit. That's not good...

        "so." He hummed, hoping to ease your anxiety with some conversation, plus it'd give him a chance to dig into you, "why were you at that party?" There was a stretch of silence, your mood falling again for a moment, but than you seemed to put on a fake smile for him, how sweet.         "I'm a bit shy, so my friend decided to try and hook me up with a man she worked with." you explained, shrugging it off, "He ended up ditching me for some friends when we got there, so I didn't ask for a second date." Well of course your date went badly, you're supposed to be with me, not some stranger. a dark part of him thought, than stopped. What brought that up? I haven't even decided if she's really worth 'dating'. He reminded himself, but that possessive thought still lingered a bit more than he would've liked. However, that issue was for later, right now he wanted to see just how much information he could get you to willingly tell him.       "So, are you looking for a partner?" he asked, and he just caught a bit of a flustered epression on your (s/c) face at his question. He was beginning to enjoy seeing such an expression.        "R-right now? Um..not actively, b-but I'm not against a relationship." you said, not looking at him as you spoke, your body language screaming how flustered you were. After that, the two of you simply chatted, Illumi enjoying when you fully relaxed and opened up a bit more, but what felt like only a short time later, you were thanking him for the food and leaving for your own home. The tall man was polite back, but for the third time that night, his torso felt odd inside. He wanted to ask you to stay, maybe offer you a drink and slip a sedative into it, that way you'd stay the night, but no, he refrained from stopping you. If you drug her, she'll wake up tomorrow and be terrified of you. Maybe even call the cops. He told himself as he shut his door behind you. However, the thoughts were already there, making him groan. What is going on with me?! I'm losing control of myself so easily now. he thought, rubbing his face as if that would wipe away the bubbling waves of dark lust that were once again flooding his mind with images of you naked beneath him, calling out his name, mixing with the urge to control that he usually kept a close eye on. This is absolutely pathetic. She's not even that attractive! He chided himself, glaring down at the growing bulge in his pants as if it were to blame for his urges. Which, to a point was true, but either way it still twitched, demanding to be tended to. However, he refused to masturbate again. His sperm was precious, and while he could produce quite enough to impregnate a woman despite such a shameful act, he didn't like wasting his DNA. So, for a bit, he tried to cook up ways to relieve himself, unable to shake the lustful thoughts of you. Could he wait until tomorrow and lure you over again? No, that'd leave a horrid impression of him in your mind. Maybe he could sneak some aphrodisiacs into your food and than offer to help? No, that'd take too long, and he didn't know how long he could control his lust. Around eleven or so, Illumi finally came up with a satisfactory method. So, he turned his lights off and slipped out into the cool night to slither across the street and into your dark home. It was late enough that he knew you were asleep, so he was free to make his way in and towards your bedroom, What he wasn't expecting though, was to find you sleeping on your couch, your blanket fallen to the floor, revealing your pajamas to him. The sight only seemed to throw gasoline on the fire of neglected needs within him.       "now this is simply inappropriate," he breathed, shaking his head at your baggy t-shirt and (random color) panties, "(y/n), you should know better. Such outfits should be saved for your husband." He kept his voice low, making sure not to wake you as he chided you and his lightless eyes zeroed in on the bit of panty he could see with the way your shirt was ridden up ever so slightly. teasingly. He sighed, this would make his plan easier anyway. So, he just pulled out a needle of sedative and carefully moved you so that he could get access to your neck without waking you, sticking the needle in and injecting you with the fast acting drug. Within a few moments you were certain to stir for nothing less than a natural disaster, so he was free to do whatever he wished. The assassin's body burned with lust, his cock throbbing within his pants while he moved your thighs apart, revealing more of your panties. You weren't much to look at, he'd seen prettier women, but the feeling of your perfectly malleable thigh in his hand, seeing you so complacent and welcoming for him while his hormones were so out of control, you could've passed as a goddess in that moment. He wasted no time in removing your underwear, leaving your shirt and bra on so it'd be less work afterwards, revealing your most intimate parts to him with no arguments. It gave him such a rush to see you so obediently laying on your back, your legs apart and welcoming. your vulnerability was like a form of foreplay for him, but when he ran a slender finger up your slit and realized just how dry you were, it ruined his fantasy. Though, not enough to deter him. Instead of stopping, Illumi simply pushed your shirt up with your bra, using one hand to massage your breast while he kissed down your sternum and up the soft mound of flesh. His free hand slipped between the two of you, rubbing slow circles around your clit until breathy whines and moans slipped from your lips. Carefully, he teased your nipple between his fingers, simultaneously moving up to your throat until he found the spot that made you gasp and whine in your sleep again. The only downside was despite how badly he wanted to mark you, he couldn't. He had to wait until he securely had you, until then he couldn't leave any visual evidence of his actions. So, he nibbled and kissed the spot, but didn't bite too roughly and claim you. He simply teased you, rubbing your clit, massaging your breasts or hip, and pressing hungry kisses to your unresponsive lips until he could dip his fingers down into your warmth and pull them back coated with a healthy amount of slick. With you properly aroused, he eagerly freed his throbbing dick from his pants, giving himself a few pumps before running the head up and down your slit, making you hum at the stimulation. God, how he relished how your face twitched and you groaned at the feeling of him grabbing one of your legs with one of his hands before pushing into you. God the tight warmth alone could've made him cum, but he once again held himself back. He'd gone this far, he wasn't about to squander the opportunity to indulge himself by not savoring it. No, He simply grabbed your hips once fully inside and began moving, pretty soon slapping his hips into yours roughly. He might regret being so aggressive later, when it undoubtedly left you sore, or at the very least left bruises and scratches, but right now he just enjoyed the way your pussy squeezed around him and your breasts bounced with each rough thrust into your womb. He let out a few soft noises after a bit when the waves of pleasure began fogging over his mind again. The combination of your breathy moans, your warmth squeezing around him, begging to be filled, and the possessive urge to claim you continuously driving him forward, encouraging him to go until the blinding waves of pleasure erupted and he stilled himself so that every drop of cum was safely inside of your womb. It took him longer than usual to regain his composure afterwards, but when he did he swiftly pulled out, pulling his pants up and slipping your panties back onto you before too much of his essence escaped. He grimaced at the marks of his nails on your (s/c) flesh, though hopefully they would fade before you noticed. Right now though, his main priority was to get out of your home, and leave as little evidence as possible, save for his cum. He refused to feel sorry for filling his obviously needy wife with perfectly good semen. That's right. his wife. The phrase seemed to fit perfectly.