#I should really have a daddy issues playlist now

[brushes-of-sage]

My two cents for BNHA:

Consider “In My Blood” from Journey to Bethlehem as a song for either Touya or Shouto

[yunjardi]

my heart bel♡ngs to daddy [series]

[young sugar daddy jake x fem.reader au]

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[click here for this series's masterlist to read previous chapters, general warnings, and playlist]

[‼️chapter warnings‼️: smut [mdni], DADDY KINK, angst, family issues are mentioned (the plot thickens??? 👀👀👀), degradation kink, reader gets lifted up by jake, unprotected sex, spanking, oral, rough angry sex]

*sorry for any grammar errors

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chapter 11: pretty boys, ugly consequences

"so yeah, i'm freaking the fuck out right now!" you exclaimed over the phone to yeji while you paced around you bedroom.

"okay so you mean to tell me," yeji started, "that you unknowingly slept with one of jake's friends?"

"yes, that's exactly what i'm saying," you sighed as you flopped onto your bed, "what am i supposed to do? should i tell him? do you think his friend told him already? oh god i have so many questions." your mind was in a state of panic as you quickly hopped off your bed and began pacing anxiously again. "and, to top everything off, his huge birthday dinner get-together thing he does every year is next weekend! that makes me not want to tell him even more." you groaned, annoyed at yourself for your past actions.

"i know you already know this but," yeji sighed, "i think you might be fucked, and not in a good way." she managed to joke and lift the mood.

"okay, i'm just gonna distract myself by working on our project because i do not want to think about this right now," you declared as you began to set your notebooks and other school supplies down on your desk, "i'll see how much work i can get done before we meet up with innie again. i'll talk to you later, yej."

after hanging up the phone, you turned it face-down so that you could put your full focus into this final project, in mind that it was practically your ticket to graduation.

'jake is the least of my worries right now,' you reassured yourself, 'you don't need him; you can stand on your own. so what if he gets upset at you?'

you tried to instill those thoughts in your mind to ensure that you kept your eyes on what's really important.

but that left you to wonder:

what is it that's important to me right now?

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it was your first time back at work after finding out that those videos of you and jake were leaked, and you couldn't help but notice that you were getting a few side-eyes and stares from people who may or may not have recognized you.

you were just doing the usual: wiping down the marble countertops as if there was anything to wipe off, making sure the crystal wine glasses looked overly presentable, serving shots and hoping that the customers were shamelessly horny enough to give you tips; basically just minding your own business and doing your job.

that was until you heard the bells on the entrance door jingle, signifying that customers had just entered.

"hi, how can i help you-" you stopped yourself as your voice weakened.

after ages of not seeing them, the girls were back. well, not all of them. this time, it was just the main girl who usually instigated everything; the ringleader of the other girls. you tried to hide your nervous gulp as you slapped a smile back on your face.

"hello again," you started your greeting over as if nothing happened, "do you want to look at the menu or do you know what you want to order or-"

"what i want is for you to stay away from jake, that's what," she said sternly with a straight yet evil-looking face, "you really thought that no one would confront you directly about those videos and pictures? i'm not sure if i'm the first one to say this, but dirty whores like you with these dead-end jobs don't deserve a classy man like him. i knew who you were from day-one when i first walked into this bar with my friends, and if you think that you can just swoop in and use jake for his money then-"

"i'm gonna have to respectfully ask you to leave," your voice stiffened, "this establishment does not tolerate the harassment of their employees no matter the issue, but if there is a real problem, meaning with my service, feel free to call management. i would think a supposed 'woman of class' like you would know how to act in public and how to treat people, but behold, i stand corrected."

you have no idea how you were able to curate the speech on a whim, especially with the tears that were threatening to leak from your eyes.

"if you still want to have a word, we could at least step outside to avoid disturbing the other guests," you said, maintaining your professionalism although all you wanted to do was yank her hair out and claw her eyes until her eyelash extensions came loose, "then after that, you may leave."

"sounds great," she said with blatant sarcasm, though still agreeing to your proposition.

you stepped out from behind the bar and began leading the way out, trying to remain calm and maintain your professionalism though you could feel yourself about to combust.

right when you guys stepped outside to the back of the bar where it was private and no one could see, she immediately started to take her anger out on you.

"good, now i can say more without anyone batting an eye," her tone coming off cocky and honestly mildly demonic, "i'm gonna need you to step out of the picture, got it? if anything, you're embarrassing yourself by thinking that you, a nobody, can kiss all over jake and manipulate him to give you money. yeah, i've seen you two wearing little matching expensive clothes that i know for a fact he bought, and it makes me laugh every time knowing that it's the only time that you'll ever get a mere taste of luxury. jake doesn't love you; he just needs a random whore to fuck every now-and-then. you are not special."

you were absolutely appalled at the audacity that this girl had, and for a second you were literally speechless, but you had to think of a response. fast.

"you don't know me, and you especially don't know what's going on between me and jake because that's no one's business. am i ashamed that those videos leaked? yes, i am. but are me and jake gonna move past it? yes, we are. oh yeah, and i also don't appreciate the fact that you came all the way over to my workplace to start a fight. it's completely immature of you, and we should just stop because there's no point in-"

slap!

your world felt as if it stopped spinning the second her hand came in contact with your face, and it took you awhile to regain sense of what was happening. you two just stood there in front of each other, her face red with rage and breathing heavily while your face was frozen in shock.

"this is the last time i ever try to make sense of a commoner's actions," she mumbled as she stormed off, the fur on her coat fluttering in the cold autumn wind. meanwhile, you stood in place for what felt like hours, not wanting to move in fear of encountering her, but you decided to push your fear-induced thoughts out of your mind and head into the bar from the back door.

once you finally stepped inside the building from the back door that lead into the employee break room, your adrenaline rush from the dramatic string of events came to a screeching halt. finally, the tears that you'd been holding back began to trickle down the cold skin of your face.

you decided to burst into the employee bathroom and make yourself look like less of a mess to go ask your boss if you could head home because you aren't 'feeling well.' technically, it wasn't a lie, so you didn't feel that bad about doing it. thankfully, she agreed, seeing that you kinda looked rough. you thanked her for letting you go home before speeding out the back door.

today was enough humiliation to last you the rest of your life.

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you found yourself curled up in a thick blanket for hours, barely moving at all, and just staring blankly into oblivion.

you still hadn't fully processed what the hell just happened but from what you did know, you weren't having any of it. how and why did you just let her get away with disrespecting you like that? you felt weak for not saying or doing more but also felt embarrassed for what you did do and how pathetic it must have sounded. overall, you felt so stupid and ashamed for simply living your life. the first time you ever felt like this was because of your "family", and now a complete stranger has made you feel like the empty shell you were back then.

lost in your thoughts, you didn't even realize that your phone was buzzing on the other side of the bed. you groaned, annoyed that you had to move from your comfy blanket cavern, and reached over to check your phone.

2 missed calls from jake🤍

your stomach sank, feeling uncertain of whether or not you should call him back. but then, not even a second later, you found yourself hitting the 'call back' button and hoping that he'd pick up the phone. the phone rang twice before you were greeted by his cute aussie voice.

"hey, princess. are you doing okay? you haven't texted all day," jake said with a bit of a pouty voice, "i miss you."

those three words made your heart feel warm and fuzzy. jake had a way of simply making you feel all smiley and stuff despite the shitty day you had.

"aww, puppy," you gushed, "i'm sorry i was just caught up with work, that's all." you swore you could see his smile over the phone.

"well..." he trailed off, "can i come over? please, please, please?" he begged cutely. you were nervous to say yes considering that you still looked a mess from the shitty day you had, but you figured jake wouldn't care so you eventually agreed.

"i was hoping you'd say yes," jake chuckled, "i'll be there in a few." he said before hanging up the phone.

were you even ready to see him again?

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it began to settle in how nervous you were to see jake. you were trying your best to shake out the thoughts of that girl who basically told you to never look at jake again, and the fact that you fucked one of his friends without knowing it.

before you could let your mind run wild even more, your thoughts were interrupted by a ring.

you let out an annoyed sigh when you realized you had to leave your cozy blanket cavern to answer the chime of the doorbell. tossing the blanket off of yourself, you walked over to the door and opened it up.

even though you'd seen it, jake's new black hair still took you by surprise since you were so used to his blond, golden retriever-like hair. another thing that took you by surprise about his appearance was the fact that he was embracing his naturally wavy hair lately, which you liked quite a lot.

the first thing jake did upon entering your house was cupping your face in his big hands and giving you a soft kiss on the lips. "you looked stressed," jake said softly, justifying his actions. "a little bit," you admitted as you put your head on his chest, "i wanna lay down." you said with a muffled voice. "on your bed or the couch?" jake asked after scooping you up in his arms, which took you by surprise. "bed, please," you responded to which jake brought you over to your bed and gently placed you back on top of your cozy blanket.

you quickly curled up in the blanket again as jake dug through his designated clothing drawer to change into some comfy clothes. after he changed, he cozied himself next to you in bed.

"wanna talk about why you're stressed?" jake asked as if he knew that you were about to explode if you didn't get a few things off your chest. but you couldn't just tell him as if it was nothing. you couldn't just say 'well i feel guilty for sleeping with one of you're friends even though i had no idea he was your friend when i fucked him,' or 'i got verbally and physically assaulted by a girl while i was at work who's seemingly obsessed with you.'

it wasn't that simple.

so you just decided to spew some mild bullshit instead of fully telling him why you feel as if you're being eaten alive by your own thoughts.

"work was kinda crazy today," you said casually as if you didn't spend an unusual amount of time thinking about how you were going to respond to such a simple question, but at least your answer wasn't a complete lie. "my poor princess," jake pouted as he put his arm around you from behind, "do you want me to take some of that stress away?" jake asked with a small blanket of seduction in his tone.

you didn't think much before nodding your head in agreement. you knew you wanted him, but you just felt a little guilty having sex with him. but god, you really needed him at this point in time.

gently, jake sat you up before bending you over into a doggy-style position and placing a pillow underneath your stomach for extra comfort. jake had a way of being attentive toward unspoken things; he could tell you weren't in a mood to be all bent up in different positions, so he opted for just making sure you were comfortable while he fucked you.

this was another one of those times where you wished jake wasn't such a sweetheart to you.

being so lost in thought, you didn't notice that you were beginning to drift off to sleep in this comfy position jake put you in, which made jake chuckle at how cute you are.

"falling asleep on me?" jake questioned as he reached over to run his hands through your hair. "no!" you said with a sudden spark in your voice, "i promise i'm not, please fuck me." you begged with a whine. it never occurred to you how needy you were for jake until this very moment; literally pleading for him to fuck you.

"i'd never deny my princess of something she wants," jake chuckled sexily as he slipped your panties down with one of his hands and pulled down his sweats with the other. you arched your back for him, wanting him to hurry and fuck your wet pussy. jake noticed your nonverbal queue and smirked to himself, beginning to tease you by rubbing his veiny cock on your ass before toying with your clit with his tip.

eventually, he pushed his tip passed your entrance, making you let out a gasp at the way his tip stretched you out. "mmm, fuck," you moaned out through your bitten lip, surprising jake considering that he was barely inside you.

"feeling sensitive today, baby?" jake questioned sensually, "you're already moaning for me and it's just my tip." having him point it out made you slightly embarrassed. he could tell that you'd been sensitive when it came to sex the past few times you guys had fucked, which only made him want to fuck you even more.

"it already feels good," you moaned quietly as he continued to push his thick tip further into you. jake let his head fall back once he bottomed out, already feeling your wet walls tighten and pulse around him.

he gripped onto your hips as he began to thrust in and out of you. he didn't go too fast, but he didn't go too slow either; he went at a perfect pace, making his girthy tip poke at your g-spot with every long stroke.

"you're taking me so well, baby," jake praised you while kneading your ass and adoring your pretty body from behind, "is daddy making you feel good?" "so good, daddy," you whimpered again, loving the feeling of your ass bouncing against jake's hips, "w-wanna cum so bad."

hearing you say those words always made a switch go off in jake's brain, making him even more motivated to make you cum.

he pulled his soaking cock out of your pussy and slammed it back in, the pleasure traveling from your core down to your inner thighs. to speed up the process, you snaked your hand down to your clit and rubbed gentle circles around it while jake continued to pull himself out and roughly ram himself back in.

it didn't take long for you to start creaming on his cock, whining his name as you threw your ass back at him, fucking yourself on his arousal-soaked member. "daddy," you mewled out, "you make me feel so good."

he bent forward to plant a kiss on your shoulder, smiling to himself as he began to thrust in and out of you again. he watched you grab onto the blanket as you moaned from overstimulation. "aww, baby," jake cooed, "is it too much? do you want daddy to stop?" he asked, caressing your inner thighs. "please d-don't stop," you begged, "want daddy's cum first." jake smirked as he kneaded the soft flesh of your ass, already knowing that you didn't want him to stop until you were pumped full of his seed.

after getting clarification, jake began fucking you again, focusing on reaching his high so he could give you what you desired. "mmm, jakey, right there!" you unexpectedly moaned out loud as jake thrusted in and out of your overstimulated hole. "is daddy hitting your little spot again, hm?" jake cooed again as he kept pushing his thick cock deep into you. "m-mhm," you mewled shyly as you bit down on the bedsheets. "keep moaning my name like that and i won't be able to stop cumming inside you," jake said lowly as his thrusts grew sharper yet sloppier.

eventually, he unraveled, his warm cum filling you up just the way you liked it. jake let out a string of deep groans as he dug his nails into your hips, leaning forward to give you more kisses before finally pulling out.

the two of you shimmied back into your original cuddly position and got cozy again. 

“just a warning,” jake started with a light chuckle, “i’m not sure if i’ll have the same self control i had tonight later this weekend. let’s just say that the night the two of us are going to have after the guests leave the party is gonna be adventurous.” you let jake tilt your head to the side so he could kiss you, the two of you smiling into the kiss at the thought of that night until it hit you;

you’re definitely gonna see that guy again.

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you didn’t know if you should be excited because this would basically be your first time going to a ‘family function’ with jake or if you should be worried because it was basically written in stone that you were going to see the mystery man who you hooked up with who is apparently one of jake’s best friends. were you even allowed to have a good time at his little party when you were withholding such a big secret from him?

that basically summarized all the thoughts you were having the entirety of the time you were getting gussied up for his birthday gathering hosted by his parents at their huge manor. 

even the fact that you looked like a princess in the pink dress and faux fur shawl thingy that jake wanted you to wear couldn’t distract you from the likelihood of tonight turning out to be a disaster in terms of your relationship with jake. then again, maybe things were meant to fall apart this way; maybe this was how it would all end. it was supposedly a good thing that this situation may or may not drive a wedge between you and jake, considering how you experienced first-hand the consequences of mingling with the rich when you’re dirt compared to them, but why did it make your heart wrench hard enough to make you cry your small bit of makeup off?

another big kicker was the fact that he asked you to pack a bag because you two would most likely be staying the night at the manor. what did that mean in terms of your “relationship” with jake? his whole family is gonna be there and may assume that you guys are dating if you were staying the night there, and that was a whole other ordeal that you had to mentally deal with.

your thoughts hadn’t stopped eating away at you from the second you woke up to begin getting ready, and it was quickly becoming tiring. but still, you put on a bright and happy face once you heard the doorbell chime.

“happy birthday, handsome,” you greeted jake with a kiss on the lips upon opening the door. the birthday boy was clad in a pink satin button-up, that perfectly matched your dress, and dark trousers held up by an expensive-looking leather belt; he looked absolutely to-die-for, especially with his wavy black hair. everything about what he had going on with his look tonight was the move.

"you look so beautiful, y/n," jake said breathlessly as he adored the way you looked in your pretty pink dress, “it may be my birthday, but you’re gonna be the main event with how gorgeous you look.” jake’s comment, plus the fact that he said your name, instantly made you blush.

“don’t be cheesy,” you pouted as you tried to hide your face. “okay, okay,” jake chuckled as he picked up the large (designer) overnight bag you packed your clothes and essentials in, “shall we go?” you nodded, stepping out of your house and locking the door behind you.

things were about to get interesting.

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pulling into the obnoxiously long and large circular driveway of the manor was enough to make you feel so nervous that you were sick to your stomach, so what more when you actually got out of the car to go into the party?

jake could sense your tension and discomfort and decided to give you a kiss on the forehead to calm you down. 

“relax,” he smiled lightly, “i promise it’s not gonna be as bad as you think.” you gave him a sheepish smile before he got out of the car to open the passenger's-side door for you. 

the two of you began your walk from where jake parked his car all the way to the fancy entrance of the manor, the cold autumn wind brushing past you as you got closer and closer to the front door.

“ready?” jake asked, looking over at you before ringing the doorbell. you nodded, tightening your hold on his arm that was hooked around yours. jake reached out to press the doorbell button while your stomach churned nervously, hoping that the house was so big that it would take hours for someone to come and answer the door, but alas, the door opened sooner than you hoped. 

“ahh! our sweet birthday boy is here!” a female relative exclaimed with excitement before engulfing jake into a tight embrace to which he let out an “umph” in shock from how tight she seemed to squeeze him, “guys, c’mere! come say hello!” she motioned over to where the three of you stood. the sudden noise of small, pittering and pattering feet on the hardwood floors soon erupted, little kids running over from the play area to come greet jake. the kids crowded around him, hugging his lower body because that was all they could reach before jake crouched down to give each of them a squeeze. 

“you’re all growing up too fast,” jake pouted as he scooped one of his toddler-aged nieces up into his arms, giving her a kiss on the cheek, “stay being babies longer, please.” the little kids smiled and giggled before going back to playing, jake still holding one of his nieces in his arms. 

seeing jake interact with little kids made your heart melt as your head filled with thoughts of how he would be such a caring father to his children in the future. you couldn’t help but hope in the back of your mind that you’d be the one he decided to have kids with, and you also couldn’t help but develop feelings of jealousy at the thought of him being with any other girl but you. but you had to remember what your role in jake’s life was: not a girlfriend, not a wife, not a lover; you were simply someone who he spoiled in exchange for sex. although your thoughts were quickly turning gloomy, you still plastered on a beautiful smile as you shyly greeted the members of his family who came up to the two of you.

“still doing okay?” jake asked you sweetly after he let go of his niece, letting her go back to playing with the other kids, “i know it’s a little overwhelming.” he let out a sheepish chuckle. "i'm okay," you responded with a smile, hooking your arm around jake's again, "still a bit nervous, though." a small pout formed on his face before he gave you a kiss on the cheek as a way of telling you it was gonna be alright.

you two began moving around the area again, greeting a new person every 0.5 seconds. you were beginning to cool down and get used to the heavy social interaction until jake began to lead you over to two specific people.

his parents.

"don't worry, y/n," jake calmed you down quietly, "i promise they'll be kind." that didn't stop your stomach from forming knots as the two of you got closer and closer to his parents. 

“mom! dad!” jake exclaimed happily once you guys were close enough to them. the family pulled each other into a group hug once jake’s brother noticed that jake had finally arrived. 

“happy birthday, my sweetheart,” jake’s mom gushed at her youngest son, “i’m so happy we’re finally all together in one place! it’s been so long, right?” jake’s mother asked, looking at jake’s brother and father to which they nodded. “i know, right? i’ve missed all of us being together.” jake let out a happy sigh as he looked at his family.

a tight-knit, happy family was such a foreign sight for you considering that your family consists of pieces of shit. it almost made you feel... jealous?

“guys, i’d like to finally introduce you to y/n,” jake beamed, the sudden introduction catching you off guard as you put a smile back on your face.

“hello,” you bowed, “it’s great to meet you all. your son, h-he’s a great guy. yes, and very generous as well.” you stuttered out awkwardly, still trying to keep your composure. “it’s great to meet you as well, y/n,” jake’s father warmly smiled back at you, “we’ve heard so much about you from jake whenever we’d all see each other.” you could see jake turning red from the corner of your eye as his brother teased him for getting shy, which you found sweet. “oh, really? i had no idea that jake talked about me to you guys,” you smiled shyly and sheepishly. “oh, of course! after all, he’s told me that you two spend a lot of time together; you must be quite close friends!”

yeah...

friends.

that word stung you to hear, especially from jake’s mother. 

“yes, very,” you responded, trying hard to keep smiling. 

“w-well, i’m gonna go greet more people, yeah? you and my mom can keep talking, y/n. get to know each other while i’m away for a bit, okay?” jake sputtered, clearly trying to remove himself from the awkward situation as he walked away with his dad and brother beside him, leaving you with his mother.

“oh, um,” you spoke up once jake was far away enough, “i-i just wanted to give my sincerest apologies for the u-um whole video scandal. i had no idea that it would happen, and i’m deeply sorry if it did damage to your reputation. i-i really didn’t mean any harm, and-”

“relax, sweety,” jake’s mom said softly as she comfortingly put her hand on your shoulder, “this type of stuff happens sometimes, and it was out of you and jake’s control. from what i’ve heard, you’re a kind girl, and i know that you didn’t mean any harm. don’t you worry about it anymore, alright?” 

the amount of relief that washed over your being felt unreal. this was very far from the reaction you expected. the entire sim family was so kind, again, something that felt so farfetched to you. 

in perfect timing, jake came back to you, wanting to introduce you to some more people. you waved goodbye to jake’s mother and went on your way.

“now you’ll get to formally meet my friends; i know halloween was a little awkward since they only stopped by for like 5 seconds,” jake chuckled as he put his arm around you waist, leading you to yet another part of the manor.

‘shit,’ you thought to yourself as you gulped. well, there isn’t anything you can do now. 

turning a corner before entering the area where his friends were was enough to make you pass out in pure anxiousness. before you knew it, there you were: face to face with his friends, the pale-skinned male immediately catching your attention once again. 

“ayy! there’s our birthday boy,” one of them cheered as he raised his glass of what you presumed was alcohol. “sup, guys,” jake said with a lower tone of voice than you were used to, “let’s get introductions out of the way so that you guys can get comfortable.”

the boys began to introduce themselves around the circular formation they were sat in. 

“hi, i’m jay.”

“heeseung.”

“hey, i’m sunghoon.”

finally. you knew his name. 

“i’m y/n, but i think you guys already knew,” you chuckled sheepishly, wanting so badly to jump out of one of the manor’s many windows.

“there’s usually more of us, but some of the guys couldn’t make it because of business related stuff. but see? now we can all chill together,” jake said with relief in his voice, “but... maybe later. i’ve still gotta walk around the manor until everyone decides to leave, you guys know how it is. here, y/n, just stay here and i’ll be back before you know it.” you felt your face turn cold at what he just said. 

stay? here? with this rando that you fucked who happened to be one of jake’s closest friends?!

in your state of panic, you didn’t even realize that jake had already walked away. 

awkward silence fell over the group of guys before the sunghoon guy opened his mouth. 

“so, when do you plan to tell him?” he instigated, your eyes widening as you looked at each of the guys individually in shock, “chill, these two already know.” he seemed so nonchalant about the whole situation, almost careless as if it wouldn’t possibly affect both of your relationships with jake. 

“don’t you think we should do it at the same time or something?” you asked, still shocked.

“i’m down if you are.”

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“guys, what?” jake asked as you all sat him down, you and sunghoon sitting next to each other across from jake.

you and sunghoon looked over at each other. “you say it,” sunghoon huffed, sounding a bit childish. “um, no, i think you should,” you raised an eyebrow at him with an argumentative tone. “no, you do it,” he argued back.

“well, somebody fucking do it,” jay sighed out deeply as he took another swig of alcohol. 

“okay fine!” sunghoon put his hands up, “we fucked.”

a wave of the most awkward blanket of silence fell over the group. 

“wait, what? how? when? ...why?” jake questioned all at once.

the two of you tried your best to recall that night and explain everything to jake even though that night was a blur to you at this point; it didn’t seem to be a blur to sunghoon, though, so you let him do most of the talking.

“so basically what you’re trying to tell me is y/n went to a sex club because she was feeling some type of way for whatever reason, and you just happened to be the dude she fucked?”

“yeah, i guess we could’ve just put it like that,” sunghoon shrugged nonchalantly while you sat stiffly. 

“hm... we’ll be back in a minute. y/n?" jake looked you straight in your eyes as he spoke and motioned for you to stand up.

jake didn’t speak a word to you as he lead you into the room that you two were staying in for the night.

at this point, there was no one to bother the two of you because everyone, including jake’s parents, cleared out of the house, you, jake, and his friends being the only ones staying in the manor for the night.

“jake? please say something...” you muttered quietly once jake closed the door behind him. 

“before we spend some time apart, i need to spend some time inside you.”

before you could take another breath, you were already on your knees before jake, listening to him undo his belt and pull his pants down in front of you as you watched his already hard member spring up. “c’mon, you know what to do,” jake said, impatient. 

slowly and shyly, you put your mouth around his hard cock as jake pulled on your hair. he gently thrusted his hips toward you, his cock passing deeper into your mouth while he groaned. 

he wanted to praise you, tell you how pretty you looked with his dick shoved in your mouth, gush about how cute and innocent you looked on your knees in your puffy pink dress, but the frustration and jealously building up inside him wouldn’t allow it. so for now, he’d just channel his jealousy into fucking you until the bedsheets pop off the corners of the bed.

after he was over you sucking him off, he pulled you off your knees and pushed you onto the bed then practically tore your clothes off. intending not to waste any time, jake positioned you against the headboard of the bed, quickly licked a stripe up your entrance, and put himself inside your already soaking pussy. 

the sudden feeling of pleasure in your core made you let out a loud moan as jake began to roughly thrust his hips into yours.

“fuck! f-feels so good, daddy,” you moaned out while subconsciously wrapping your legs around his waist. “i know,” jake growled, “no one could ever fuck you like i do.” you whimpered and nodded as you looked each other in the eyes. 

in a swift movement, you were suddenly pulled over to the edge of the bed, bent over and ready for jake to put his dick back inside you. jake pounded into you, making you grab onto the bedsheets for support as he blew your back out. 

“please don’t stop,” you whined out, your cum already running down your inner thighs, “f-feels so good.” jake chuckled sexily as he pulled you up against his chest. “i know how much you love when daddy pounds your g-spot,” jake taunted you as he slowed his thrusts, “i’m the only one who gets to fuck you like this; you’re mine.” jake growled lowly into you ear. “y-yours,” you mewled in response. “yeah, that’s right, my good girl,” jake smirked against the soft skin of your neck starting to fuck you again so that he could reach his high, which didn’t take long. in a matter of minutes, his cum was spilling into you as he groaned and reached over to grab his belt, spanking you with it and making you jump slightly at the feeling of the leather making harsh contact with your skin.

almost immediately after he was finished cumming inside you, he pulled out and wiped himself clean with tissues from the bedside table. you heard him put his bottoms back on along with his belt that he was just spanking you with a few short minutes ago. you looked back at him after climbing onto the bed and having a seat on your knees, watching him straighten out his shirt. 

“jake? w-where are you going? are you still upset? please say something...” you asked, your voice cracking. he looked over to you after straightening out his whole outfit in the mirror. “i’m gonna go downstairs and have more drinks with the guys,” he responded casually yet coldly, his body halfway out the door.

“and as for being mad, let’s put it like this:,” jake started “there are so many girls who’d kill to be in your situation right now, but i chose you. i don’t think you realize that even after all this time. let’s not fuck this up. i’m doing my part, so it’s up to you now. think about that for a little while, y/n.”

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a/n: hey gang, i hope you had a good holiday season :) i’m still running very behind on this series, but i hope you’re still enjoying it <3 i’ll be back in no time 

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[arthurlightstar]

OKAY ARTHUR PLAYLIST MASTER POST -> Thoughts below the cut. More thoughts incoming since I can't put all of the audio links in 1 post <3

1. Flowers Never Bend with the Rainfall, Simon & Garfunkel

Favorite Lyrics: UMMM like all of them 10/10 every lyric perfect. great lyrics for my delusional king

Why this song's on here: Good summary of how he feels about himself, his life philosophy, and how he thinks he can protect himself with lies. The vibes are just really good too

2. Animal Skin, Bryan Dunn

Favorite Lyrics: (You've gone total primitive / instinct just the will to live) & (But you never look better / then when you wear your animal skin) & (you were being kicked about / backed up, teeth and claws are out)

Why it's on here: I just think this is a generally good durge-identity issues song. It's very slayer coded too. Also the willing-to-do-whatever-is-necessary-to-survive vibe this song has.

3. Little Lies, Fleetwood Mac

Favorite Lyrics: (Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies)

Why it's on here: Because if I interpert this song as Arthur talking to Cyric it's a really really really good song for how he feels about his religion. He prays to a god and a religion who he asks to lie to him and to help him lie. It's his Cyric ballad!!!

4. The Littlest Things, Streetlight Manifesto

Favorite Lyrics: oh my god. so many. (I had a hole in my heart and I was looking for a piece that fit) (Can anybody out there tell me something true? / Preferably something that no one can dispute.) (I don't know where the lies end and the truth begins) <- how he feels about himself!!!!!! (There was a lie that I told myself 'til it became the truth.) <- how he feels about his fucking name!!!!

Why it's on here: IT'S THE QUINTESSENTIAL ARTHUR AMNESIA SONG!!! It's how he feels about his amnesia!! It's also got his exact brand of schemy-ness about his paranoia about his amnesia, and just the general way he's a slippery fucking bastard.

5. I'm Gonna Win, Rob Cantor

Favorite Lyrics: (It's hard to be charming / and smart and disarming / It's hard to pretend you're the best)

Why it's on here: It's Arthur's I will do whatever the fuck I have to do be the fuck whoever I have to be to make sure I survive whatever the fuck this hellscape I've found myself in song.

6. Feign Amnesia, They Might Be Giants

Favorite Lyrics: (Now I know just what to do -- feign amnesia / How I wish it wasn't true / Wish it wasn't true right now)

Why it's on here: lmfao it's on her because arthur would fake-fake having amnesia to pretend he doesn't actually have amnesia LMFAO

7. Mask of My Own Face, Lemon Demon

Favorite Lyrics: (Mask of my own face / I'd wear that) (I'd wear it to a hoedown and I'd dance with all the belles / and none of them would know that I was secretly myself / I'd rob my own apartment / and I wouldn't give a damn / I'd blame it on the person that nobody knows I am) (I look into my eyeholes and what do I see? / At handsome motherfucker, motherfucking looking back at me)

Why it's on here: bcs of all those lyrics LMFAO

8. Frankenstein, Rina Sawayama

Favorite Lyrics: (Put me together, thread and a need / So I'm like all other people without all of the evil)

Why it's on here: HOT GIRL ARTHUR SONG!!!!!!

8. Promiseland, MIKA

Favorite Lyrics: LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE ONE

Why it's on here: OKAY GUYS THIS IS THE QUINTESSENTIAL THE DARK URGE SONG TO ME. ITS GOT EVERYTHING. ITS GOT DADDY ISSUES. ITS GOT IDENTITY ISSUES. ITS GOT RELIGIOUS TRAUMA. I WAS BORN IN THAT SUMMER WHEN THE SUN DIDN'T SHINE / I WAS GIVEN THE NAME THAT ODENS'T FEEL LIKE ITS MINE / LIVED MY LIFE AS THE GOOD BOY I SHOULD BE / PRAYED EVERY NIGHT TO A RELIGION THAT WAS CHOSEN FOR ME / SOLD MY SOUL BROKE MY BONES TELL ME WHAT DID I GET / TOED THE LINE AINT SEEN ANYTHING YET / STRIKE ME DOWN TO THE GROUND YOU KNOW IVE SEEN IT BEFORE / MAKE IT HURT ILL EAT THE DIRT / I JUST DONT CARE ANYMORE / HOW COULD YOU BREAK MY HEART? ALREADY PLAYED MY PART / I KEPT MY PROMISE MAN SHOW ME THE PROMISELAND / DONT OCCUPY MY THRONE GIVE ME THE CROWN I OWN / LIKED LIKE YOU TOLD ME HOW LOOK AT ME NOW AND AND AND ONE PERSON'S LIE WAS JUST ANOTHER MAN'S TRUTH / WE KEPT ON RUNNING FROM THE DEVIL BUT THE DEVIL WAS YOU / EVERY TIME I SEE THE LIGHT IM FALLING DEEPER IN DEPT / IF IVE NEVER SEEN THE GOOD HOW CAN IT COME TO AN END this is kinda my durge song of all time. i'd be making an amv to this song if i had the time to do it (continued on reblog since There isn't enough room for all of the links LMAO)

[twig-tea]

Let's see how this goes. I was tagged by wonderful @waitmyturtles and @wen-kexing-apologist to put my repeat playlist on Spotify on shuffle and list the first 10 songs. Should I apologize now? 🤣

1. Voldemort: With Confidence (linking to yt for those who don't have Spotify)

Apologies for the HP reference. If it helps, the song isn't actually a fan song; it's pop punk about supporting folks with mental health issues (and I'm pretty sure predates That Author's visible transphobia).

2. Lubalin: Internet Drama Part 1 (Is This Available?)

I need y'all to know that my music taste is ridiculous, if it isn't already obvious. This is that tiktok guy who got famous making songs from Internet memes, they get stuck in your head and the only way out is through!

3. Mapa: SB19

Ahhh these guys are so good! If you don't know SB19 they are the biggest P-pop group and one of the few to break out of the Philippines.

4. Super Junior: No Other

My SuJu ELF heart! Listen these guys are old and so am I but look at themmm! This is my fave SuJu song of all time, I'm so glad it came up 😭

5. Etc.: เปลี่ยน [Plleyin/ Change]

The lyrics of this song are about realizing sometimes rather than changing to suit the person we're with, if they won't change with us and won't acknowledge our effort, we should change who we're with. I can't remember where I first heard it but it's great.

6. blackbear: hot girl bummer

I get far to much joy in singing along to "fuuuu~ck you, and you, and you and you and you" 🤣

7. Charly Black: Gyal You A Party Animal (Remix w/ Daddy Yankee)

Did I mention I love reggaeton and dancehall? This song is such a big tune.

8. The Note: Comeback

This band is a Thai-American pop-rock trio of three brothers who fulfilled the dream of their deceased elder brother, Note, by forming band and naming it after him. This song is all about having an unrequited crush on your friend and wishing they would make the first move.

9. Bodyslam: ท่านผู้ชม [Than Phu Chom/Viewers]

I got really into Thai rock as background music for when I have to focus at work, and Bodyslam is one of my faves. Toon's voice is iconic! This song is about not ever being able to do the right thing according to your audience (and the frustration around that feeling).

10. Speak Up: Jangan Pernah [Trust Me]

Speak Up are an Indonesian punk rock band and this song is suuuuuuch a jam. It's basically asking your lover to trust that you'll be by their side in the future (forget your last love and my previous behavior and focus on who I am now).

Alright turtles did a good job with the original tags, but tagging @troubled-mind @my-rose-tinted-glasses, @clara-maybe-ontheroad and @plantsarepeopletoo!

[goodwriterwithbadhabits]

Stray Kids Playlist

AKA Songs that remind me of the members and why. (GIF credit to the original owners/ creators.)

Master List

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Chan: Daddy Issues- The Neighborhood

You saw this coming, I know you did. This song is absolutely delicious, its delectable, and its so correct for Bang Chan Stans. He even called himself our Daddy at one point. Additionally, this song is so weirdly sweet? Its about a genuinely loving person, who wants to be there for the other person. There’s an almost gentle vibe to it, if you get over how blatantly sexy it is, which checks out for Bang Chan, tbh. I really can’t explain what about the vibe just screams Chan, but I know you can feel it. 

Lee Know: Teeth- 5 Seconds of Summer

Lets be real, Lee Know is one of the sassiest mfers on the planet, and we love him for that. This song is definitely about a toxic ass relationship, but its still so sexy. The line “fight so dirty, but you love so sweet” just sounds so much like Minho that its crazy. This song really sounds like it was made for Minho, and there’s been a couple of fantastic edits to this song. 

Changbin: Levitate- Hollywood Undead

THIS SONG!! So it’s my favorite HU song, and its so sexy and cocky. Lets be real, so is Changbin. More than that, the lyrics are shockingly deep. Changbin is such a smart guy under all those rippling muscles, and I feel like that isn’t brought up enough. I can’t really imagine Changbin singing this song, but I could see it playing in the background around him all the time. Now Changbin fans are no doubt some of the horniest Stray Kids fans so a super horny HU song just seems correct. 

Hyunjin: Bubblegum Bitch- Marina and the Diamonds

So this song is fun, its sexy, and its all about confidence. On the outset, it just seems to be about having fun and being a flirt, but its actually about accepting and loving every aspect of yourself. Its that thing that calls me to Hyunjin. He’s confident, chic, and very art pop vibes. I don’t know if I want to see him dance to this song, or I want to scream the lyrics with him while we drunkenly dance around in our pjs. 

Han: Ain’t My Fault- Zara Larson

I’m about to be super biased, so bear with me. Objectively, this song doesn’t really seem like Jisung, a lot of the time he’s actually a awkward and weird dude. However! There are times when he’s a very sexy, confident dude. This feels like the kind of song he would enjoy. Just don’t imagine meeting him in a club and dancing to this song. And definitely don’t imagine him wearing a leather jacket. 

Felix: Lights Down Low- Max

So listen, I love this song! Its fun and funky and makes me wanna dance. Its a surprisingly sweet love song wrapped in a fire melody. The vocals are beautiful and the whole song feels like when Felix’s eyes get all sparkly. Its about finding a person that feels like divinity, and getting the chance to love them. Felix is our gentle angel and this song should play every time he walks in the room. 

Seungmin: Love Me Like You Do- Elli Goulding

I know you expected a Day6 song for our young gentleman, however a simple song like this suits him so much more. The vocals alone strike me as something he’d rock, but additionally the sweet message and gorgeous melody suit him as well. Moreso, the wordplay really works with our sassy puppy Seungmin. I can see him dancing with his S/O and singing this song all soft and sweet. (i cry)

I.N.: Maknae on Top- Stray Kids

Hear me out: I literally can’t think of any song that suits him more. The beat is catchy, its a little cocky, and it cements him as THE Maknae on Top. Jeonginnie, like this song, is a bit weird, but overall, the coolest. This song was literally made for him, so it would make sense that it would be the perfect song for him. It should be playing every time he walks into a room, and he should have to do the little dance. 

What do you think? Do you agree with me or do you have songs that you associate with the members? Let me know in the comments. 

[emeritus-fuckers]

Hi I wanna participate in the match up event and I would like to be matched up with a papa!

So personality wise I am usually very energetic and out going, I like to talk to people and listen even though I get side tracked a lot, I can also ramble a lot about something I’m passionate about or just random stuff, I have a bad tendency to apologize a lot even for stuff that doesn’t even need an apology. I can also he very BLAH at times and just feel sad and moody sometimes but not often, I can also get frustrated easily with something if I don’t understand it when I feel like I should understand it right away and I don’t Like being frustrated and or angry so sometimes I end up in a frustrated crying mess somewhere. I hate annoying people and or angering people and I’m always scared that I am somehow even when people tell me I’m not, I almost all the time put others before myself and make sure that they are comforted and cared for even if I’m not doing so great myself- I don’t like loud noises or loud areas it gives me major anxiety and makes me nervous (this includes yelling I hate yelling). I can also be very touchy in like I give a lot of physical affection to people I am friends with but I am respectful of boundaries and only do what makes them comfortable and always ask if I can do something before doing it. I can be quite… oblivious? I guess at times because sometimes I don’t get certain jokes and or I don’t get social cues and it needs to be explained to me before I go “OH-“ and finally understand. I am also not that confident in certain stuff liking singing and can’t do it in front of certain people even though I really want to but I just don’t have the confidence and so I just can’t- and I like drawing, dancing, archery, wake surfing, writing, MOTHS, Butterflies and music! Also Daddy issues-

Anyway onto physical appearance I am very short I stand around 5’3 to 5’2, I am pretty chubby, I can’t exactly explain how my hair looks cause I’m growing it out and it’s not exactly a certain hairstyle so Idk anyway my hair used to be black and blue but now it’s very faded and my natural blonde is showing through again. style wise I don’t have a specific style but I mainly stay within the realms of Goth, Lolita, and cottage core, I like to wear baggy shirts and hoodies and jeans, but sometimes I wear more form fitting clothes and fem clothes like dresses or skirts. I like to watch a lot of Disney movies mainly old Disney movies Like beauty and the beast, Sleeping Beauty, Aladin, the little mermaid, or princess and the frog, I also like old rom coms (my sister introduced me to singing in the rain and it happened one night and I’ve been absolutely in love with them), I also like musicals my favs being Sweeney Todd, Hamilton, little shop of horror’s, be more chill, Six, Phantom of the opera, and Heathers. Anime is another thing I like my favorites being Full metal alchemist brother hood, and JoJo’s bizzare adventure, and I also like horror movies and to scary things like haunted houses. I don’t read much but when I do… it’s mainly fanfic- or romance novels. My music taste very much varies GREATLY like my Spotify playlist is just a fucking mess, but I’ve been listening to ghost mainly for the past few months.

Other little random facts I most likely forgot to add :D, I like listening to heart beats they are very comforting, Spider-man and Harley Quinn are my favorite superhero’s, I get called a cinnamon roll often and I constantly refuse cause IM NOT- I have a bad tendency to bite the skin off of my lip sometimes till my lip bleeds, and I have a bad tendency to bite the bed of my nails. I am surprisingly good with kids even if I don’t like them most of the time, I don’t like big parties, I have sworn off drinking and drugs, I will dance and sing to music when I think no one is home, I get embarrassed easily, I sometimes gently bite the people I love in an affectionate gesture (only if it’s okay with them ofc), I sometimes give random nicknames to my friends. I will quote movies at random times (mainly princess bride), and I make a popping sound sometimes and I sometimes make a small squeak sounds, and I shake my hands up and down and jump a bit when extremely happy or excited.

Sorry if this is a lot of information- anyway I hope you have a good day or evening or night! :)

Your match is…Copia

You both get side tracked when chatting and then both pause “err… what were we talking about cara?” Copia will ask before grinning kissing you “doesn’t matter amore”

You both apologise too much. You caught him apologising to the table after walking into it.

When he sees you getting frustrated by something he’ll support you through it. Lots of hugs and he’ll help if you ask.

He loves how you put others first but when it’s you that needs support he’ll make sure you look after yourself.

If he thinks you now need to be looked after, he’ll carry you to bed, put a blanket over you, put on and old Disney film and hold you close to him.

He also loves to let you listen to his heartbeat. He’ll stroke your hair as you rest your head on his chest

He once heard you singing, he got home early. He coughs awkwardly and you stop and get embarrassed. “No cara please don’t stop, you sing beautifully. And umm well I err love this song, can I join you please?” He starts to sing and you join in quietly at first. His eyes light up with joy and he grins. He gives you confidence so you sing a little louder.

Now, when it’s just you two alone you sing and dance together.

He loves receiving physical affection and giving it.

He adores seeing you excited, he thinks it’s adorable how you jump up and down.

The first time you asked to bite him he was a little surprised. But he now is quite happy for you to because he knows it’s affectionate. He does often wonder if you might be distantly related to a ghoul.

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This post is a part of Match-up Event. The Event ends on July 15th.

Written by Nyx

[autocann1bal]

part eight of my playlist analysis!!

part 1 <;- part 2 <- part 3 <- part 4 <- part 5 &lt;- part 6 <- part 7 <- SOUPPP

be nice to me - the front bottoms 'i try to write you poems, but the words they dont make sense' TELL ME LOCKWOOD DIDNT TRY TO WRITE LUCY POETRY BC HE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE ROMANTIC THEN THREW IT OUT BC HE THOUGH IT WAS BAD. TRY TO TELL ME. TRY I DARE YOU. (it was actually really really good hes just incredibly hard on himself.)

absolutely smitten - dodie hehehehehe fluffy fluff softest fluff toothrotting fluff ow ow ow

my body's made of crushed little stars - mitski you cannot tell me this isnt on lucys breakdown playlist.

i hear a symphony - cody fry lockwood sings it to lucy methinks.

i was an island - john-allison weiss GRRRRRRRRG IK YOU THINK IM GONNA SAY ITS LOCKWOOD BUT ABSOLUTELY YOU ARE RIGHT HAHAHAH. 'but i lowered my sword when you held me and swore youd stay, stay, stay' LOCKWOOD.  kill the director - the wombats this playlist is so lockwood-centric can you tell. hes never really felt anything like what hes felt for lucy before and hes just ??????>@!? and confused and is probably ranting to george about it or something and george is just laughing eating crackers or smth like "haha stupid loverboy." ykwim? - yot club lucy, laying awake in her attic room, wondering how the hell she got here and why shes staying. shes ruined the dynamic they had, hasnt she? shes the only girl in the house she does everything differently. she should leave. (she should Not). arsonists lullaby - hozier surprisingly, this is a lucy song!! its what she felt like having such a strong talent in such a small town and feeling like itd get to her one day. a burning hill - mitski another lucy breakdown song. she likes mitski. its kinda funny tho cuz yk. lockwood and his white button-downs. wet cigarettes - strawberry milk cult lockwood and lucy are avoiding eachother yet again, because theyre. them. but they keep passing eachother in the kitchen and other places in the house, stealing glances and all that. this song just has that vibe. sober haha jk unless - hospital bracelet l. lockwood song :(. affection - scruffpuppie feels like a lucy song and i cant explain why it just does. april to death - flower face god i literally cannot explain it for them specifically but this song goes in every character playlist i make. im so emotionally attached to it. breezeblocks - alt-j ok ik this is. a little bit of a weird one. but i dont care!! i love it!!! i live for slightly insane lockwood and you will too /threat (/j) bug bear - chloe moriondo despite lucy being so powerful talent wise, she never did great in school. stolen dance - milky chance DO I EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAAAAAAAAAIN its so soft dancing at night vibes dude. i love it sm. theyre just swaying together in the kitchen. alternatively, case montage of them by eachothers side pick your poison. black sheep - the evil exes (there are a million versions of this song gimme a break) just. mmm luce vibes dont ask why i will not be able to answer. can you feel my heart - bring me the horizon yall remember that one edit from 2020 where average looking anime boy #44658 jumped out a building? lockwood wants that. (its ok me too lockwood) (no but fr this is another weird emotional attachment song but it could probably work for some sort of lockwood breakdown. wait actually it could cuz 'im scared to get close/i hate being alone' ok i understand now thank you brain.) daddy issues - the neighborhood I believe ive briefly discussed my lockwood with daddy issues hc. do i rememebr his canon relationship with his dad? no!! am i projecting?? yes!! i cant handle change - roar self explanatory. hes not good at change, shes not good at change, they both suck at it but theyre working through it together. ill sleep when im dead - set it off lockwood insomniac agenda (its not even an agenda its canon atp) achilles come down - gang of youths you guys dont want me to go in depth with this one. strawberry mentos - leanna firestone hehehdfbjngbfdg fluffy fluffy fluff fluffle so fluffy so sweet so cute so owie i love them. fool - cavetown eepy reading vibes in the library mixed with a teeeeny tiny bit of crying on lucys part. why shes crying is up for interpretation. beorge gush - strawberry milk cult this ones for the l&co ot3 mfs. its all of them. odnt ask why it just is. them vibes christ we're so close to being done PART 9 HERE WE GOO

[ryosmne]

Calling out AOT simps.

Hey again, I did this last time with jjk, here's the aot version cause I felt like it, been pretty sick recently and bored out of my mind. This isn't ment to disrespect anyone, everything I say is meant as a joke and not to be taken to heart. I included the characters I already have an opinion on, idk maybe I'll expand the list. Anyways enjoy reading :>

Hange simps: Ok I see y'all, you're valid af, Henge is Hella hot but on a serious note how's your mental health doing? Carrying your friends issues isn't fun, pls take a break, have a cookie and sleep in fuzzy blankets you deserve it. They'd treat you like royalty, I can't roast you, congratulations on your choices. Either just as insanely upbeat as them or very relaxed and you need a person with a very upbeat personality to keep you leveled. 10/10 you're sweethearts and I've never seen an army of simps as hot and with different styles. Casual indie music enjoyer<3

Levi simps: You have attachment issues. There I said it. It's been like what? 9 years since the anime came out and you're still so down bad for this man ever since he baybladed his way into your heart. Most of y'all would drop every anime crush for him, he's top dog for you. Let's face it no one could get him to open up but I don't think you're ready for this conversation. Your family knows about Levi, your friends know about Levi, you're probably never letting him go. For that I'll say you're extremely loyal also you have unrealistic standards in dating. Pretty sure you're great cooks. You have low-key adapted his personality and you're badasses. Also valid 10/10 I think you like chill rnb, idk I can't read y'all.

Mikasa simps: You fell for her cause she's hella strong and gorgeous, she deserves the world and so do you, but for the love of God if I see another word about the unspeakable things you'd do with her menstrural products im coming for your internet connections. I'll skip the obvious need you have for her to beat you up, I love her too I'm down bad for her but I get my daily dose of grass touching, y'all should try it too. I hope you know she hasn't washed her scarf ever since eren gave it to her. 9/10 you need to chill, fucking mappa made us all feral. Dark clothes, You listen to mitski.

Eren simps: Welcome to group therapy, do you want to share something with the circle or shall I go first? :> You have extremely unhealthy habits. No you don't need more caffeine for today, I beg you have a sip of water and some fruit. You don't care if he destroyed everything on earth as long as you got destroyed by him too. You probably read a lot of modern au fics to escape the pain (don't be shy drop your recs in my comments pls, it's a need at this point). If you started the simping campaign in season four you probably simped for Levi before that. You now have a thing for long hair and man buns now. Dog person, alternative look idk I picture y'all with piercings and tattoos. You believe in traumatising people back, who am I to judge? How does it feel to have your entire simp list be villains? If mikasa simps need to touch grass y'all should probably go to a field and start chewing it up, you know what I'm talking about, I won't elaborate. 15/10 if you also simp for his Titan form, bmth enjoyer, if you don't know what music to play you go an Eren Jaeger playlist.

Reiner simps: Who hurt you? I'll just say it, daddy issues. You think you can be a therapist to him, probably give him comfort, you can't I'm sorry. I feel like he'd treat you ok, but please stop going after people who have issues it's not good for you. But I feel you he's so hot and troubled also honkers. You have a thing for big chested anime men, probably also a toji or Nanami simp, dare I say Yami? Can I be honest tho I really like y'all, you're chill and gorgeous with taste, I can ignore the mental health issues too cause this man is something else. 20/10 you give me grunge music vibes.

Armin: Smarty pants, you like control. I low-key think you're a bit crazy in a good way, you seem very calculated but lmao every decision you make is last minute :') you are very well spoken and seemingly calm. He'd treat you great I can't roast you at all, I'm sorry. 10/10 very good choice, let the rest of us burn, dark/light academia aesthetic, I think you get down to some K-pop.

Jean simps: People of culture, you're also cocky like him but not as hot headed. Another man that would give you the world, I also can't roast you, you make better decisions than I ever did in my life. MCU fan. You have a thing for side characters, I think you always like someone other than the MC. You have a thing for hands. 10/10 great street style looks, classic rock enjoyer.

Erwin: Unhealthy, he'd lead you to death just so he could see that basement. He's a crazy bastard, make better choices, you don't deserve to be eaten by titans. You have a thing for authority figures. -100/10 I picture y'all in sundresses and you'd look amazing, you deserve better.

[enchantinglyjade]

Milk & Honey - Ch. 13

Austin!Elvis x Black!OC

Masterlist

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Summary: In an attempt to put a stop on Honey’s performance at Club Handy, Pearl only brings Honey and Elvis closer

Warning: NSFW 18+, Nudity, racial issues, swearing, Pearl being a bitch, Elvis being a ‘without me’ guy | NSFW Warnings: First time, fingering, daddy kink, pretty vanilla but purposely a little fast and awkward srry

Song: Giving Him Something He Can Feel - En Vogue

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“I’ve been giving it a lot of thought and I feel awfully bad ‘bout the way I been treatin’ ya. I overstepped and I wanna make it up to you. I wanna get to know you better. Go talk somewhere.”

I pause eating my dinner entirely to study her in disbelief. “Gee, Pearl, that’s suspiciously kind of you…”

She puts her hands on her hips. “Now, I mean it! You’re my sister and I wanna get to know you as such. I even asked Daddy if I could borrow the car and everything.”

I bring my dirty plate to the kitchen, reluctant to go anywhere with her, anytime soon. “I got a show tonight. I can’t.”

She waves her hand in the air, brushing off my words. “Oh, it’ll be quick. I’ll drop you off after.”

What is she planning?

I sigh, realizing she’s unlikely to let this go, seems to always get her way when she sets her mind to something. “I guess.”

“Yay!” She claps.

She speeds down the interstate, passing by car after car.

“Pearl, we’re going awfully far, don’t you think?” I hold onto the door, watching the ‘Welcome to Arkansas’ sign fly by.

“Oh, it’s just right up here. We should fill up first though.”

I catch myself on the dashboard as she swerves into the first gas station she sees.

She does actually have a license, right? Matter of fact, how old is she anyway?

A man in a gray jumpsuit jogs out of the shop, eyeing me in particular as he makes his way over to the pump.

I don’t know if I like Arkansas too much already.

Pearl perks herself up in the mirror. “Would you mind buyin’ me a refreshment from over there while they fill us up?” She waves over towards the vending machine near the door, handing me a dime.

“Sure.” I murmur out, hesitantly stepping out of the car.

I quickly walk over to the machine, hoping no one else inside sees me, since I’m sensing I’m not exactly welcomed here. I study the selections. She didn’t tell me what she wanted. “Do you want cola, Sprite, or orang-”

I get cut off by the sound of the engine revving. When I turn around, Pearl’s speeding off down the road.

I stand there, unable to move from shock.

This bitch. I can’t believe she would do something like this. I could get killed out here!

She’s made this into something much bigger than Elvis now. Either she’s too young and stupid to realize the seriousness of her actions or she really just is a vile woman.

My heart starts thumping, brain racing to conjure up any sort of plan.

She done ran off with my purse and dress for tonight too. Shit! How am I going to get to Handy? I perform in an hour!

I look around, searching for any clue, any sign.

That’s it! A payphone.

I race to the little machine attached to the side of the building, but then my heart drops; PAYphone. She has my wallet. What am I supposed to- THE DIME!

I jump in joy, sliding the nearly forgotten coin into the slot, so very grateful I didn’t use it on a coke for that witch. A dime won’t buy me much time, but it’s enough.

“Hello? Elvis? Baby?” I ask into the phone, frantically waiting for a voice on the other line.

“Honey?” Gladys answers.

Shit. “Hi! Sorry, is Elvis there? I need to talk to him.”

“He’s right upstairs. Elvis! Honey’s on the phone for you!”

“Be right down, Mama.” His voice faintly calls in the background.

“He’ll be down in a second.” She reassures me.

“Okay, thank you.” I impatiently tap my foot, heart picking up again. Oh, for the love of God. Quickly, Elvis, before time runs out on the machine.

“Hello?” His deep southern accent comes through the speaker.

I let out a breath of relief. “Oh, God, Elvis. I need your help.”

“What? What is it, Bumble?” He asks, his voice already worried.

“Can you pick me up and bring me to Handy?”

“‘Course. I can stop by your house on my way there, no problem.”

“I’m… not home.”

“Well, where ya at?”

I bite my lip, scrunching my eyes closed. “...Arkansas.”

There’s a pause.

“Bumble, what in the Sam Hill are you doin’ in Arkansas?”

I cringe at my situation. “It’s a long story. I’m just over the bridge at a Shell not too far in, I can smell Memphis barbeque from here, but I’d rather not swim Mississippi.”

“Well, maybe Greyhound makes boats now.”

“Elvis! Please! This is serious.” I say, suppressing a laugh despite my anxiousness.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m comin’.” He chuckles.

Just as he’s about to hang up, I remember.

“Wait! I hate to ask, but could you pick up a dress for me, mine got… ruined.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind. I’ll getcha som’ cute and be right over. Don’t go makin’ no bad decisions over there in Oklahoma, ya hear?”

“Arkansas! And I won’t. I’ll just be righ-”

Just then, the phone’s snatched from me. I spin around in a huff, seeing one of the gas station workers hanging the phone back up, two more men behind him.

“Alright, that’s enough now. Get on out of here.” He demands.

I hear the two in the back whispering something, mocking me while I scurry away.

“Over here callin’ for an ‘Elvis’.” They cackle.

I huff. Assholes.

As much as I’d love to stay and give them a piece of my mind, I need to find a way to stay in the area and wait for Elvis before they do something stupid like call the authorities on me.

I pretend to walk down the street past the shop, glancing back at them now and again to see if they’re still looking. Once out of sight, I quickly jump behind the building, waiting there as long as I can. That is until the one man come around the back to grab some tools and spots me.

“Hey! I thought I told you to scram!”

Just then, my knight in a shiny, pink Cadillac pulls up, scanning the area for me.

I quickly run past the men, heels clacking against the cement, and I smile at their dumbfounded faces when they see me get in the car with The Elvis Presley.

He watches with wide eyes, looking between me and the workers. “Bumble, what-”

“Drive before they call the cops.”

And like that, we’re out.

“How did you manage to get stranded in Arkansas again?” He asks, driving down the interstate, ‘Welcome to Tennessee’ flying past the window.

I look at my hair in the mirror, deciding what style I should go for tonight. “Pearl.” I say, picking at my fly aways. Maybe I should just wear it down.

“Pearl? What about Pearl?”

I groan. He has to know now, as much as I don’t want anyone to know I’m related to such evil. On the bright side, maybe it’ll stop any of her future plans if he knows. “Pearl’s my sister. Dad dragged her up here from the swamps of Alabama and she’s been tryna steal you from me and ruin my life since the second she got here.” I take my hair tie out and it gets caught in a nap. I hiss, having no choice but to pull at it until if snaps free.

I peek at Elvis. He looks at me with his jaw hanging in the wind.

“Well, gee, must be quite the family reunion over at your place.” He slowly pivots his head back to the road. “Damn, that why I caught her tryna jump the fence at Graceland?”

I snort, ratting out my straightened hair to give it a fuller look, the dent from my ponytail actually coming in handy for once, giving me a nice wave.

“That’s too bad she’s a psycho, I was startin’ to think she was cute.”

I drop my hands from my hair, snapping in his direction. “What?”

He takes my hand, laughing. “Bumble, I’m just messin’ with ya. Now quit actin’ like you ain’t my only girl.”

I use my free hand to slap him on the arm with my coat.

He retracts himself from me. “Ow! You got a mean sting to you, Bumble. Should start callin’ you Wasp.” He shakes his head, a small smirk on the corner of his mouth, laughing at his own joke.

I roll my eyes, unable to stop a smirk of my own from appearing on my face. He laughs, seeing my smile in the corner of his eye, knowing he got me. “How’s Ma holdin’ up?” He asks between chuckles.

I sigh, remembering the other night. “She seems to be handling it pretty well actually. Caught ‘em dancing together.”

He smiles, giving me a soft look before his eyes light up. “Oh! I got som’ for ya.” He points behind him.

I turn around, surveying the back on the car to find a dress neatly placed across the seat. It’s pink, of course. It has a sweetheart neckline and an hourglass shape which will hug my figure nicely.

I gasp. “It’s beautiful.” Quickly, I hunch over the seat, basically throwing myself over to land in the back.

“What the hell are you doin’ now?” He asks unbelievably.

“Don’t look!”

I peek out the window, making sure I don’t look indecent in front of any other cars. Luckily, he has the roof up this time. Then, I take a deep breath and lift my shirt off, exposing my bare chest to the open.

He shakes his head at my nonsense until he checks his rearview mirror. His face lights up as he looks back and forth between the mirror and the road. He hollers, stretching his arm across the back of the seat, lifting himself to try and get a better view. “Woo! What’s all goin’ on back there?” He exclaims, turning his whole head to watch me now. “And I wasn’t invited none?”

“Will you watch the road!” I shout, gesturing to the front.

“Have ‘em out just a little longer for me?” He begs, looking at me though the mirror.

I gasp. “Elvis, we’ll be pulled over just bein’ seen together. I ain’t gettin’ arrested with my titties out too!” I cry out, shimmying my pants off as well.

“Mama, that ain’t fair. You been doin’ a whole lot of teasin’ there days.”

I lean over the seat, pressing my breasts against his shoulder blade. “But I wanna wait, baby.” I mock him, kissing on a spot just below his ear.

Thank the Lord he has good driving skills.

He adjusts uncomfortably in his seat, pressing myself further into my touches. “You are pushin’ your luck, little girl. Maybe I don’t wanna wait no more.” He says, biting at his smirk.

I giggle. “There. You got your ‘little longer’.” I pull away, pulling the dress up my legs. “Now, eyes forward.”

We pull up to Club Handy, hand in hand, just minutes before I need to take the stage.

Vickie scrambles to us at the door. “There you are. King just got up there, then it’s you.”

I nod. “Okay. Could you hang my coat upstairs for me?” I take it off, passing it to her. She takes the item from my hands, running up the steps.

Just as I’m about to push through the club entrance, Elvis stops me.

“Woah, hol’ on. Do ya gotta wear that?” He says, looking down at the new pink dress.

“What’s wrong with this?” I giggle, confused.

“I mean- You can’t put your old clothes back on or nothin’? They weren’t all that bad?” He raises an eyebrow, hopeful to change my mind.

I cross my arms. “You bought this!”

He’s at a loss for words. “I know I did, I know. It’s just that- You just kinda- Damn, I didn’t think this through.” He mumbles to himself, scratching the back of his neck. “It shows a lot.”

I roll my eyes playfully. “Well, I think it looks nice. Besides, there’s nothing we can do now. I gotta get on soon.”

He reaches out to hold my hands. “I know, and it does look nice. I just didn’t know how tight it would fit’cha. I don’t know how much I like you goin’ out there like that.”

I smile, standing on my tiptoes to plant a quick kiss on his lips. “They can look, but they can’t touch. That’s just for you.”

He scoffs. “Well, you’re damned right it’s just for me.” He states frankly. He puts his arms around my waist, pressing me against him so that my breasts bulge out of the dress. He drops his voice lower, smoothly speaking while his lidded eyes look into mine. “But I want all the lookin’ too.”

I sigh, anxious to get onstage, but so badly wanting to stay in his arms. “Well, sometimes I want you all to myself too, but I’ve learned to make sacrifices.”

He’s been beat. “Fine, but I’m gonna have to punish you later.”

I smile, giving him a deep kiss. “Can’t wait.” I shoot him a wink, before turning around to push through the club doors. I make sure to emphasize the sway of my hips with every step I take while he follows loosely behind me.

I glance over my shoulder with a smug smirk, and he shakes his head with a smile, giving me a look of warning that sends shivers through my body.

King nods to me as I walk past him to the stage. I spin back towards Elvis with that same smugness as they start playing. I start with a gentle two step, swaying to the beat of the intro.

“Many say that I’m too young

To let you know just where I’m coming from”

I let my hands travel up and down my curves, putting on quite a show for him. He doesn’t turn away for a single second, he just keeps staring at me with that look in his eyes as I sing through the song.

I run my hands through my blonde hair, earning a few whoops from the crown and another warning from my boyfriend.

“But you will see it’s just a matter of time

My love will surely make you mine”

I walk up to him, still pridefully swaying my hips. “So, whaddya think?” I ask him.

“You really are something, ain’t ya?” He bites his lip, shaking his head with a more serious look that I anticipate him having after watching my little performance. “I don’t think I can wait any longer, kitten.”

Kitten? What is he-

“What do you-? Are you-?” I stutter through my words, unable to form the right question.

“You know what I mean, baby.”

I barely take a breath before we’re racing outside. Unfortunately, we instantly get greeted by fans the second we push past the club doors.

Word must have gotten out.

Tons of women scream his name as we push past them to get to the car.

Well, I’m living in a world of ghetto life

Everyone seems so uptight

But nothings wrong and it’s alright, my man

I don’t know how we do it, but somehow we make it back to Graceland. Fans and reporters guard the fence, flooding us with screaming, questions, grabbing, and camera flashes.

Both of us know we’ll be all over the news tomorrow, but he just puts his arm around me, bringing my attention back to him as if to tell me ‘pay them no mind’. He doesn’t look at me, but begins thumbing circles into my shoulder at the beat of every camera flash. I’m worried about what’s going through his mind, if he cares that others are seeing us together like this, but he just keeps driving forward with a face of determination.

He parks the car in front of the house, aggressively pulling the gear shift into place. I jump out of the car with him, too impatient to wait for him to assist me out himself. The immediate second our bodies collide, we can’t take our hands off one another, kissing up the steps as reporters try capturing our photo through the distant front gate bars.

“Family’s out.” He whispers between kisses as we tumble through the front door.

I yelp out a laugh as he lifts me up, carrying me to his room.

I like the way we carry on

His love will send me on and on with my man

He sets me down gently on his bed before climbing over me. He meets me halfway in a passionate kiss, raven hair tickling at my forehead.

I feel a hardness poke at my inner thigh and my insides instantly begin to throb. I want so badly to have him between my legs, but the tightness of the dress inhibits most of my leg movement.

I begin unbuttoning his shirt; one of them lace ones he knows I love so much. Looking up, I meet his eyes; dark, blown out pupils stare back at me. “You got those mysterious, dark eyes you were talkin’ about.” I tuck back a strand of his hair so I can better look into them.

He takes my hand from his hand, holding it against his plush lips. “Are you sure you wanna do this, Bumble? I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

I press my palm against his cheek, studying every detail of his face; his round face that I watched mature into the sharp edges of a man; the blonde hair that would tell me its dreams of becoming a superhero until finally finding its home in Captain Marvel black; ears that taught me how to hear the sounds of angels sing and devils shriek in every ounce of music that crossed our ears; blues eyes that see me for who I am and never squinted at my differences; and lips whose kisses I’ve fantasized about since before I even learned how to read. There’s so much love, history, and trust between us. There isn’t a damn person on this earth that I’d rather be here with right now.

“Touch me, please.” I say breathlessly.

His face brightens with a smile. “Anything you want, queen bee.”

I’m giving him somethin’ he can feel

To let him know this love is real

The pink dress is thrown to the floor, already long forgotten, and our tongues battling one another in a passionate dance.

“I’m gonna make you feel so, so good, baby.” The cold metal of his watch stings against the warm and sensitive skin of my thigh as he toys with the hem of my underwear. Slowly, he pulls them down my legs, discarding them to the floor as well.

His hands scan past every surface of my body as if he’s seeing me for the first time. He works up from my calves, up to the curves of my hips, past my stomach, over my breasts , and finally landing on my face.

“Beautiful.” He whispers. “You hear me, Bumble? You’re perfect.”

His words make blood rise to my cheeks. I hide my smile with my hands, still feeling shy even though this isn’t the first time he’s seen me like this.

He takes my hands away, so he can kiss every inch of my face. “So pretty, mama.” He speaks gently in my ear. His hand grazes back down my body, before finding a spot against my slit, gently rubbing circles on it.

My chest hitches against his lips, as he kisses down to one of my nipples, sucking and swirling his tongue on the sensitive bud.

Slowly, he presses a finger against my opening, pushing in until my wetness engulfs him all the way to his knuckle. I clench around him, trying to get what sensation I can out of the single digit. He stills, allowing me time to adjust, but I beg him for more, causing him to slip in another to massage the roof of my canal, but still refusing to start moving.

After a few desperate whimpers and ungodly hip grinding, it’s not long before I have him pumping his fingers in me and swirling his thumb on my clit, chasing my high. I hum out a moan, holding his head against me, running my fingers through his hair as he sucks harder at my skin. He curls his fingers, rubbing just the right spots to make me see stars behind my closed lids.

Pleasure builds fast within me from being so needy for him. When he feels me begin to quiver against his fingers, he pulls away. “Wanna feel you, baby.” He whispers, sitting up to work his pants off. I follow him up, eagerly helping him undo his buckle. He stands up, kicking off his pants and boxers. It’s not until he’s completely undressed that I slow myself down.

As he kneels on the edge of the bed, he notices the sudden change in my behavior and comes to a halt, searching my face for any sign of discomfort.

I stare down at the foreign body part. It’s my first time actually seeing one. Though I’m not exactly shocked by its looks, all that dancing and grinding helped me figure out a lot more about him than he probably realizes. 

“Bumble? Everything alright? I can stop if you need me to. I don’t wanna-”

I cut him off with a kiss, showing him that everything’s fine, but he remains still, waiting for my words.

I run my hands down his chest, fingers jumping against every soft bump of his abs. He shivers under my touch, watching me intensely. My lips leave a wet suck on his tensed neck, before kissing downward. I shimmy myself down the bed, ass wiggling in the air. I can hear his heartbeat quicken as he stares down at me between his legs. Slowly, I lean forward, placing an ever so slight kiss at his tip.

He hisses, shaft twitching upward at the sudden stimulation and bumping my nose before coming back down to rest on my lips again.

I smirk against his flesh, then whisper, “I need you,” my breath grazing down him.

I open my mouth, sliding my tongue out, but before I even get a chance to leave a lick on him, he pushes my shoulders until I land backwards on the bed.

He kisses me, vibrating against my lips with a guttural growl. “Baby, you drive me crazy. I need you so bad, you don’t even know.”

His tip grazes my entrance, twitching once again from the warm sensation, throbbing and aching to be inside. He reaches between us, swirling himself in my juices before positioning himself at my hole. “You ready?”

I bite my lip with a smile. Never been more ready in my life. “Yes.”

He leans on his left forearm, so both of us can look down to watch the sight of me take him in. With a deep breath, he pushes his hip towards me.

Slowly, inch by inch, he presses forward, filling me in a way I’ve never been full. I throw my head back, eyes squeezed shut and toes curled, hissing at the blissful, splitting stretch.

A deep moan drags out from his throat as I squeeze the absolute hell out of him. “Oh, mama. You’re even tighter than I imagined.”

Finally, he fills me whole, hips touching hips. My walls adjust to secure him into place and have no intentions of letting him go.

“Wanted this for so long; you lying beneath me, all tight on me.” He holds my face, leaning down to capture my lips. I whine against him, tears stinging the corners of my eyes as my senses overwhelm me in the best ways possible. “Baby, I’m gonna make you feel so good. I’m gonna take care of you. I promise, baby.”

He starts with small, gentle nudges against my cervix, slowly working his way up to full length thrusts.

I bury my face into his neck, whimpering into his skin as I wrap my limbs around him, holding him for dear life. Any pain that was produced quickly melts away as pleasure builds up inside me. A loud moan escapes past my lips.

“There you go, darlin’. Feel good, baby?”

I hum against his neck as an answer. A plethora of emotions fly past my mind at the agonizingly slow speed that he thrusts into me. “Elvis, please.” I manage to whisper out.

He props himself up on his forearms, but I still cling tight to him. He wraps one arm under my back to support me from just hanging there off of him. “What is it, Bumble? Tell me what you need, babygirl.”

“Faster.” I mumble through my kisses on his neck.

He chuckles breathlessly. “You need Daddy to do it faster, baby?”

“Mmm!” A moan bounces out of me, as he quickly speeds up, plunging into me. I throw my head back, crying out in pure pleasure. My back arches high off the bed, making my breasts now free to jump at his every thrust.

“Ooo, sing it for me, baby. Make those beautiful sounds.” His voice trembles, barely holding himself together. “Music to my ears.” He thrusts faster, letting out a low growl before bending down to leave a sloppy open mouthed kiss on my sternum.

The wet sounds that echo through the room are completely obscene and would have been embarrassing if I wasn’t in absolute heaven at the moment.

“You gonna cum, baby?” He pants out.

I nod, squeezing my eyes shut and slapping my hand over my mouth as short moans and whimpers leave my mouth. He holds me flush against him as I tense, coming undone around him. In that moment, the world is at peace and all feel right. I feel at home in his arms and nothing else in life matters.

He moans out loud at the feeling, not lasting much longer before having to quickly pull out to release onto my lower stomach.

My legs shake and my core clenches in disapproval at the sudden empty feeling. My once straight hair, now beginning to curl, sticking to the sides of my face from sweat.

His lashes flutter open, eyes returning to their normal soft blue state, filled with love.He brushes a few strands of hair out of my eyes, before cupping my cheek. “There she is. There’s my girl.” He says sweetly, caressing me with his thumb as my chest heaves beneath him.

We lock eyes, panting against each other’s faces.

“How was it, baby?” He asks, out of breath.

“Mmm, let’s do it again.” I kiss him, giggling onto his lips. “I gotta call, Ma.”

He squints his eyes, confused that I’d bring my mother up after this. “Right now? Why?”

I giggle once more. “To tell her I ain’t never comin’ home.”

The next two days are a frantic blur of ecstasy. Elvis and I never bother to turn on the news station, and he ignores each and every one of Colonel’s many calls. 

Shit, we barely leave his bedroom except to get food or make an occasional call to Ma to let her know that I’m alive. 

All my previous stresses and worries dissipate, and I can only keep one thing on my mind. Lord, we just can’t keep our hands off each other. I barely remember doing anything else for the next 48 hours other than get lost in euphoria with him. Our new little discoveries of our bodies keep us distracted from the bumpy roads ahead, but little do we know, this would only be the beginning of the end.

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Punk Hazard

"You can have another plate, everyone!" yelled Sanji, "C'mon, people — this food won't go to waste on my watch."

"I want more" whined Luffy, "I'm hungry, it's too good."

Sanji rolled his eyes and handed him another plate, trying to hide a smile. "You should let the children eat first."

"Huh?" said Luffy with a grin, burying his spoon in the soup, "They're not special, I don't care."

"You never change, do you?"

Zoro chuckled under his breath, as the Marine next to him opened a barrel of sake. "Oi, quick with that" he groaned, "Or I'll have to finish it too fast."

The Marine laughed. "Yeah, finish it." Then Zoro started drinking and he stopped laughing.

Meanwhile, Robin was cackling as the children attacked Franky, snickering nonsense about robots. Brook was chatting with Kinemon and Momo. Law was brooding in the distance as he talked to Smoker and Chopper and Nami were just done having a conversation about the kids with Tashigi.

"It's just right that way" she sighed, reaching the others, "She's a Marine and a woman — I trust her enough."

Usopp smiled. "Does she make you think about your mother?"

Nami was just about to answer when a woman about her age approached her. She was a Marine too and gave her a bright smile. For some reason, she looked familiar.

"Hi, sorry — I heard the conversation and I thought this was the right moment to talk to you" she giggled, "Can I speak to the Captain?"

Usopp raised an eyebrow. Everyone was approaching Luffy quite freely so he didn't really understand why she was asking. "Huh... Why, though?"

The Marine giggled again. "I'm a fan. So, can I? Later, before you leave."

Nami sighed, still weirded out. "I guess, we're already partying with you lot anyway. But can't you come now?"

She smiled. "No, he'd choke on his food."

Chopper tilted his head. "Huh?"

"See you later."

And she left without a word.

Nami exchanged looks with Usopp and he shook his head. "Thank heavens you trust women who are Marines, right?"

"Well, I guess every clique has a weirdo. Like us with you."

"You're a fucking witch, you know that?"

And Nami giggled, while they reached the others.

When the kids had already gotten on board and the Marines were about to leave, Nami looked around. "A Marine wanted to talk to you" she told Luffy with a shrug, "Apparently she changed her mind."

Luffy cackled. "Nevermind. She must've forgotten."

Then he heard a voice, coming from above the Sunny, as if someone was facing down to look at him. "I don't know, have I?"

Luffy immediately turned around. And, when his eyes met her face, it took a moment before his heart dropped to his feet. That face... He hadn't seen that face in years and yet it couldn't have been anyone else. So, shaking from head to toe, he managed to choke out her name.

"Lu... L-Lucy?"

TWELVE YEARS EARLIER

"You'll meet another boy" said Garp as they all walked through the forest, "His name is Ace and he is three years older than you two."

"Where are you going?" the little girl accused him, a pout already forming on her face, "Why do we need to stay here?*

"I'm a Marine, I got work to do."

"Boring," huffed Luffy.

"Yeah" she repeated, sticking her tongue out, "Boring."

"Oi, brats!" yelled Garp, the vein on his forehead ready to pop, "You will become Marines as well, do you understand?"

"Nah" they said in unison, "We're gonna be pirat —."

And, before they even finished the sentence, they were both rewarded with two of Garp's famous love-punches, right on top of their heads.

"Behave, you two! A woman is going to take care of you." As those words left his mouth, he pointed at a hut.

When he knocked on the door, said woman opened it and stared at Garp in shock. His presence was bad news already. Then, she saw the two little kids and repeatedly shook her head. "Two more?" she yelled, her voice shaking.

"Do I need to remind you that I could arrest you?" he threatened even as he smiled. Then, he turned to his grandchildren. "This is Dadan, she is the woman who will take care of you."

"That little brat Ace is already enough!"

"Dadan" Garp continued, ignoring her complaints, "This is Luffy and this is Lucy, they're my grandkids."

"No."

"They're twins, it's like having only one of them."

"What do I care if they're twins?" screamed Dadan, "I refuse!"

In the end, Dadan had to wrap her mind around it. The twins were hell but, at some point, she had to get used to it. Ace was another story. It took months before he started to be nice to them and, when he did, it was after the twins had to go through hell for him and Sabo — so he kinda felt like he had to. And Dadan had gained another kid.

PRESENT

"Lucy?" repeated Usopp.

"You know this Marine?" asked Nami, as Luffy tried to stammer out his words.

"She's..." he babbled, as tears pooled in his eyes and a shaky smile appeared on his face, "She's my twin sister!"

The crew fell into silence for a second before they all screamed in unison. "Your what?!"

Lucy threw herself off the Sunny right into Luffy's arms, as they both sobbed and laughed at the same time, tears of joy flooding their faces. He surrounded her waist with his arms multiple times, screaming incomprehensible words and gaining a load of equally incoherent ones in return.

"Twins," declared Robin, quite convinced.

"How come you never tell us about your siblings?" yelled Zoro.

"And this one is a Marine, too," said Usopp as he shook his head.

"How is she so beautiful and his twin at the same time?" mumbled Sanji.

"Now I see why she looked so familiar," said Nami, still stunned.

"I see the resemblance, too!" agreed Chopper.

Brook laughed quite nervously. At the same time, he was endeared in seeing such a sweet reunion. "Yohoho! It's quite ironic that she's a Marine, though. And a seemingly high rank, too. Look at the coat."

"Great. Fucking great," seethed Law.

"Right?" snarled a chained up Caesar, gaining a glare in return.

Zoro narrowed his eyes and held his tongue. Judging from her uniform, she was probably a Captain or a Lieutenant-Commander. He couldn't wrap his head around how the hell Luffy's twin was a goddamn Marine. He decided to keep quiet until they were done crying like children and to just watch them.

Luffy broke the hug and cupped his sister's face, studying every single detail of it. "I haven't seen you in six years" he sobbed, as he sniffled to keep himself from covering his face in snot, "I thought something happened to you!"

"I'm sorry" she stuttered, her voice breaking with anger and sadness, "I tried to get to you and Ace in Marineford! I tried, I — that traitor locked me up in a Seastone cage and I couldn't —."

Before she could finish, Luffy covered her mouth and hugged her again. "Don't be sorry" he whispered, "I'm sorry I couldn't save him, I... I'm sorry."

Lucy bit his hand — which left Luffy somewhat shocked but not really surprised — and grabbed his cheeks, staring into his eyes, which perfectly mirrored hers. They had the same exact eyes. "You know what, stop. We shouldn't blame ourselves. Ace wouldn't have wanted that."

Luffy attempted to smile and he melted again in her hug. She held him tighter than he thought she would be able to and smiled wider, in silence. She was strong.

"I've kept track of you" she murmured and Luffy felt the smile in her voice, "I'm so proud of you — now I'm here to keep my promise."

Zoro tilted his head as Luffy let out an excited giggle on her shoulder.

"Promise?" he thought. He couldn't know, of course, about that promise she had made six years before.

He couldn't know about Garp's insistence on making them Marines. He couldn't know about Lucy's decision to just oblige and go with him. But, especially, he couldn't know about what she had told her brothers before she left.

"I'll go with grandpa" she had announced, "I'll go and I'll become a Marine."

"What?" Ace and Luffy had screamed in unison.

"Are you fucking mental?" Ace had yelled, "You're thirteen, you're not going anywhere."

"You're supposed to become a pirate! That's your dream, what are you even talking about?!" Luffy argued, possessively grabbing on her hand. He didn't really want to separate from her.

"Just listen!" she protested, slamming her hand on the handmade table, "I have a plan."

Ace clenched his fist and kept arguing. "I'm your older brother and I say —."

But Lucy didn't give him a chance to finish and stuffed a leaf she had found on the floor right into his mouth. "Oi!" she scowled, "Get your head out your protective asshole and listen!"

As Ace tried to spit out the leaf and all the mud that came with it, Lucy managed to explain.

"I'll go and I'll become a strong Marine. A lot of the strong ones get Devil Fruits, right?" she asserted, "I'll become very strong and then I'll escape and I'll become a pirate like you!"

Luffy was nervously quiet. Ace opened his mouth and closed it again.

"If you do that..." Ace had murmured, "If you do that and they catch you... they will execute you."

Lucy had laughed. Her laugh was pretty. Contagious. "Catch me?" she had ridiculed, "Catch me how?"

Luffy broke the hug again and brushed his fingers on a scar he didn't recognize, right in the middle of her forehead. He furrowed his eyebrows and she giggled, like she used to do when she was a child to keep Ace and Sabo from worrying. Now Luffy was old enough to understand and to worry about her as well.

"I have so many things to tell you," she said, ruffling his hair.

"Keep them for tonight" he decided, finally letting a grin form on his face, "We're giving you a welcome home party."

Then he helped her up and turned to his crew while snickering. "This is my twin sister, Lucy" he loudly announced, "Meet the new member of the crew."

While Robin, Chopper, Brooke and Franky greeted her quite dearly, the others were... uncertain.

"Isn't she a Marine?" questioned Zoro.

"Was" Lucy corrected him, "I was a Captain, to be precise."

"If you're not a Marine anymore, then why are you wearing the uniform?"

Lucy scoffed. "Ever heard of an undercover mission?" Then she turned to Luffy, a giggle erupting her lips. "Is this really your second in command?"

Zoro clenched his jaw and Luffy laughed as well.

"She's kidding," he told Zoro.

"Am not," she contradicted.

Luffy interrupted her by covering her mouth. "It was all part of a plan from when we were children. We'll explain tonight."

Lucy bit his hand again. "Just tell him now, he will relax."

"Stop biting me!" Luffy yelled, even as he cackled.

"When you stop covering my mouth, moron!"

"You're making everybody nervous!"

"Well, what can I say? I made an outstanding entrance."

Zoro snapped his fingers twice. "So? What plan?"

Luffy exchanged looks with his sister and giggled to himself. The thought of having her back made him insanely happy. So, he turned to his crew and explained everything.

After listening to the story, Zoro blinked a few times and barely relaxed his shoulders as the crew stood there, shocked. "That is a weird level of commitment," he observed.

Lucy shrugged. "I did what I had to. Does anyone have a change of clothes?"

"I do," said Nami. Considering Lucy was Luffy's twin, Nami was barely surprised so it was pretty easy to move on from the knowledge she had just acquired.

"Great" she smiled, "Thanks!" And, before they climbed back up on the Sunny, she gave the crew an apologetic smile. "Hope you don't mind that I left my stuff on the dock."

Franky shrugged. "No, sure —," he was saying. Then, he saw an enormous pile.

A huge backpack was laying open on the dock, drenched clothes spilling out of it. Next to it, weapons. Weapons of any kind. Metal bats, knives, brass knuckles, whips and two magnificent swords.

"So cool!" yelled Luffy, immediately running to look at the weapons.

"Oi, don't touch the swords!" she seethed.

Zoro blinked, as Lucy protectively grabbed the swords to fix them in her belt. He wanted to throw himself off the ship. "Are you a swordswoman?" he asked.

She proudly smiled at Zoro. "Yeah" she simply said, chuckling under her breath, "You know, my teacher knows yours."

Zoro lightly scoffed. "Fuck my life," he thought. He couldn't seem to escape swordswomen. "Well, I assume Mihawk knows an awful lot of Marines."

She raised an eyebrow. "Sweetheart, who ever talked about Marines?" he taunted him, as she took off her Justice coat.

Zoro gritted his teeth at the pet name. Sweetheart.

"Ever heard of Red-haired Shanks?"

Luffy immediately dropped his sister's metal bat, gaining an hiss from her. "What?! Shanks? Shanks taught you?"

Zoro's eyes widened. "You've been taught by an Emperor?!" The way he said that, it almost sounded like an accusation.

Usopp's knees seemed to have lost solidity. "What kind of siblings do you have?" he told Luffy.

"I told you I have a lot of stuff to explain," she laughed.

Meanwhile, Robin was giggling. "Luffy has such an interesting family," she said to herself.

Chopper was screaming about how cool it was along with Franky, while Brooke and Sanji were simply forcing themselves to look away as Lucy unbuttoned her shirt right in front of everyone. Nami noticed and laughed nervously, grabbing Lucy's hand to walk her to the girls' bedroom.

"Lucy, let me show you our room so you can change" she said, gesturing Luffy to take care of his sister's stuff.

Zoro watched her disappear into the room, her shirt hanging off her bare shoulder despite the cold weather, and glanced at Luffy, hinting at Sanji — which now had a nosebleed — with a movement of his head. "You need to tell your sister she can't take her clothes off in front of everyone."

Luffy shrugged. "She will probably tell me to fuck off, but I'll try."

Then they both grabbed Lucy's stuff. Luffy emptied her backpack and hung her clothes to dry, while Zoro took care of the weapons. He was silent throughout the whole process. He was bothered by the fact she was a swordswoman — he couldn't help it. He was also bothered by the chance that, given who her teacher was, she could've been better than him. He shook his head. Yes, she was taught by an Emperor but Mihawk was the best swordsman of the world. As he was deep in his thoughts, something in the pile of weapons caught his eye. Handcuffs. Seastone handcuffs. They seemed detachable, as if they could turn into bracelets.

Zoro clenched his jaw and jiggled the handcuffs over Luffy's face. "What the fuck is this?"

Luffy tilted his head and shrugged. "And what do I know?"

"Look, Luffy, you know I appreciate meeting your siblings but don't you think it's weird that she has spent her life being a Marine and now she's here with a pair of Seastone handcuffs?"

Luffy chuckled but Zoro could sense he was a bit upset. "Zoro, she's my sister... my twin sister" he said in a low tone, "You need to relax — if you care so much about the handcuffs, ask her."

Zoro sighed and left, just as Law approached Luffy, probably to discuss the new entry as well. Meanwhile, the Sunny had sailed and Sanji was frenetically cooking, so that last detail meant the Party was still happening.

The weather drastically changed and everyone abandoned the heavy clothing. Zoro was still holding the handcuffs and he sat on the dock, waiting. He decided he would've confronted her. He didn't trust her — why would he?

Brooke was preparing to play and Franky was setting up fireworks. Zoro sighed and shook his head. He got up, tired of waiting, and reached the girls' bedroom, ready to knock. Just as he was about to, he heard a voice behind him.

"Looking for someone, sweetheart?"

Zoro turned around, narrowing his eyes.

Lucy had changed into some of Nami's clothes. Her tanned skin was mostly exposed. She was wearing one of those useless short tops that Nami loved so much, with long sleeves but made of a fabric so see through that it was almost like wearing nothing. At least, the fabric wasn't white but of a light mint green colour. Other than that, she was wearing a cover up that looked sort of like a skirt but tied on her side.

But Zoro didn't even notice the clothes or the way they suited her body. He was too focused on the number of scars that covered her body. On her arms, her legs, her chest, her abdomen, her neck. Everywhere. He furrowed his eyebrows. Was that the treatment in the Marines or was all of that courtesy of the Emperor? Enemies, perhaps?

As she saw him stare in silence, she smirked. "Like what you see?"

He ignored the comment and stared into her eyes. Then, he held up the Seastone handcuffs. "Why do you have these?"

Zoro saw her relaxed face change slightly. Her expression barely hardened and yet it was that noticeable.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she said slowly.

Zoro remained silent, waiting for an answer.

"Shanks used to put them on me during training — I'm a Rogia" explained Lucy after a while, her cold eyes not leaving Zoro's, "He used to say that if I didn't know how to win a battle by using my swords alone, without my powers, then I wasn't cut out to be a swordswoman." Then, her gaze turned venomous. "Happy?"

Zoro gazed down at her, almost displeased with the answer. It was a reasonable explanation and yet he felt nervous. He wasn't satisfied, for some reason. "That's how you hurt yourself this way?"

Lucy furrowed her eyebrows, almost startled by the question, and Zoro froze. He really didn't mean to ask that. He had no idea how that came out of his mouth — what did he care, after all?

"Yes," she answered, after a moment. Then she cleared her throat and raised her eyebrow in a playful look. "But, you know, not all of my scars are from that. Some are from my time as a Marine. Some from when I was a kid. Some from battle."

Zoro tilted his head and stared for a few seconds. He studied her face. Her brown eyes mirrored Luffy's, except for the fact she had longer lashes. His brain kept registering more and more details. Full brows and high cheekbones. Straight black hair which framed her face and fell all the way down her back. Full lips and a straight nose covered with little freckles. Her cheeks, another thing she had in common with Luffy, were adorned by dimples. And, right under her eye, a scar just like her twin.

Before he could stop himself, Zoro grazed a finger over that scar. "What about this one?" he asked, almost abruptly, "It's just like Luffy's."

Lucy's gaze followed his finger and a mischievous smile appeared on her face. She liked the fact that he was interested — it was enough to lighten her bad mood. "Me and Luffy were idiots and we stabbed our own faces to convince Shanks we were tough enough to join his crew."

Zoro couldn't help but chuckle under his breath. "Sounds like something Luffy would do.

"I'd like to say I'm the responsible twin, but..."

Zoro was so caught up in the conversation he didn't even notice how close she was to his body.

"If he's the responsible twin," he said, scanning her whole face with his eyes, "then you're definitely bad news, doll."

Lucy smirked, slightly biting her bottom lip. "Bad news?" she repeated. She tried to ignore the way the pet name made the blood rush to her belly. She brushed her fingers on his chest and gazed up at him through her lashes.

Zoro held his breath for a second and took a step back, as he gave the handcuffs back. "Sorry about the 'cuffs" he said rather dryly, "They're throwing a party for you, so... catch'ya later."

Just as those words left his mouth, Brooke started playing and Lucy sighed, shrugging. She opened the girls' bedroom door enough to just throw the handcuffs inside, then she followed the music.

Hey sweeties!! I wanted to write more but I lost a ton of fucking progress by accident and I'll lose it if I have to write it again. I'll just post this part and pretend it never happened 😃. Next parts will be much much longer!!

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DADDY ISSUES [DAWN] -8-

Pairing: JungKook & Reader Genre: Smut / Intriguing / Violent / Soapy / Fluff / Angst | +18 | Summary: You believe you know someone you live together but that only counts if they are true to themselves. Can love really change someone or do they just hold back? What if you are yet to meet the dark side? Will you stay to handle all that or will you walk away? When there is something you have to protect, the choice is not really yours so you just do what you think is the best. ⟪A/N: Please do not copy or publish my work on other platforms without my permission. Every and each like & reblog are highly appreciated. ⟫ ⨳ DADDY ISSUES SUNSET -prequel- ⨳ ⨳ DADDY ISSUES DAWN other chapters ⨳ ⨳ DADDY ISSUES PLAYLIST ⨳

"Thought I should pay the respects for Jimin."

Head fell in front as JungKook let out a conceit chuckle. Looking at his feet, JungKook knew there was no way he could free himself from the thick rope. He just had to mess with Min Ae to free him from the strings. Not that he needed much. His damp dark hair fallen in front of his eyes and the small smile already played on his lips.

His eyes finally adjusted to the light when JungKook directed them at Min Ae. Her heart was already beating faster nevertheless she denied it. His voice dripped from her ears like mad honey.

"I have to appretiate the effort though. Propofol, wasn't it?"

Jungkook started his game because the best way was using her weakness for his body. He could tell it would not take much effort for him get Min Ae. Even though she kept a poker face, JungKook could see her chest rising and falling beneath her thin silk dress.

"Yes, forgive me. I forgot you have been on so many drugs."

Min Ae crossed her arms as a small smirk played on her pink lips.

"Though, its a pity you only see those efforts now. Were not these couple of days fun?"

The perfect opportunity came sooner than JungKook expected. JungKook threw his head back and let out a moan purposefully.

"Fun? You have not even seen much."

Min Ae took a few steps towards JungKook. Her well manicured finger followed the veins on his strong forearm that his folded sleeves left open. Pulling her dress up a little, she made herself comfortable on his lap. She wrapped her arms around JungKook's neck.

Eyes never leaving hers, JungKook watched Min Ae lean towards him. He let out another delicious moan as she unbuttoned his white shirt. His built chest wide open, Min Ae allowed her fingertips to explore his smooth skin. That was a mistake but Min Ae tried to come off uneffected. Her fingers were already between his hair.

"I know what you are trying here Jeon. Do not tempt me."

JungKook spoke as if he is out of breath.

"You want to feel me, don't you?"

Min Ae involunterily moved her hips for some friction. A pleased smile on his face JungKook shifted as much as he could on the small wooden chair. Unable to stop herself, Min Ae moved her hips again. JungKook could tell she was almost there by her irregular breaths.

"Remember how I filled you up? I was holding back that night. I can give it all to you right now."

Eyes closed Min Ae whispered.

"Oh God..."

She knew this was a trap yet she was about to give in. Min Ae wanted to free him so JungKook could take her right on this small chair. A shiver went through her body just by imagining how it would feel if JungKook did anything he wanted. It took all her strength to move away from his lap.

"You are the worst kind of drug Jeon."

His lips curled up and one eyebrow shot up.

"That's why you can not stop."

JungKook went on with his low velvety voice as he tilted his head.

"If these ties were on you, you would be screaming my name now."

"I thought my son offered you enough for the divorce but you seem greedy."

You gasped in disbelief. Averting your gaze you took a deep breath. Your emotions were all over the place already yet he was blaming you for going after his money again. It was not possible to name what it was but you knew something inside of you broke down. You took a step and looked around.

"Everyone, out !"

Yugyeom heard you spoke this way for the first time so he was surprised. You could see the men in fine suits hesitate and remained in their place around the table. Of course they would not take your seriously when you stood there with you store bought t-shirt and sweats and you hair still messy.

They did not even move an inch remained silent with hands together and heads front like statues. Annoyed to your core, you grabbed the ring from the desk. You put it on, closed your eyes and this time made sure to make eye contact with the tiny yet intimidating crowd of guards.

"I am NOT going to repeat myself."

The ring and your firm tone finally got through their head. Much to Father Jeon's surprise they actually walked out. You saw Yugyeom was about to leave as well so you called for him.

"Not you Yugyeom. I need your help here."

He stopped and gestured with his head. He slowly walked back to his old place beside the desk.

"Yes... Mrs. Jeon."

You did not expect such a reaction but that probably was what you needed. You heard Father Jeon chuckle mockingly.

"An explanation on what you are planning? Because I am not going to let you get anything away from my son."

You squinted your eyes involunterily.

"I do not care about his money. I never did."

You were almost boiling with anger yet you had no time to lose.

"Then why are you back?"

Thinking a genuine response would finally shut his so called worries you said.

"Because I still love him."

Pulling another cuban cigar from his leather case, he dared to laugh at your face.

"You really will not stop lying, will you?"

You were on the verge of your patience and anything could happen to JungKook in the time you lost. You licked your lips once and put on the fakest smile.

"Father Jeon your son is missing. If you want to do something and help, be my guest but if blaming me is all you have got, I really have no time for that."

Eyes wide with lightnings Father Jeon raised from his seat.

"How dare you speak to me this way? Just because you spent some time with my son does not mean..."

Averting your gaze for a second you inhaled deeply.

"mean I know him? Alright... but do YOU know him?"

Your out of place question took him by surprise clearly.

"Did you know JungKook got stabbed while dealing with an undercover detective that was after you?"

You had no intention to take such a risky step to oppose him this way but you could not control yourself at all. You took a step and stopped for a moment but there was no response from Father Jeon. Nodding your head twice you went on.

"Do you know, your secret man Min Yoon Gi works for JungKook now? Do you know why the men in this room left after they saw the ring?"

Father Jeon averted his gaze and his large hand reached to losen his thin beige silk tie.

"Because my words are his words now and they fear what he is capable of."

Father Jeon grabbed the crystal glass to pour the whiskey down his throat.

"Trying to make me a bad father as if you never let him down, huh?"

He took another sip from his whiskey then it loudly hit the desk. However, neither the clonk nor his intense gaze were scary to you. Your eyes never left his as you admit.

"Yes ! I did... But at least I am trying."

The way you gulped with shiny wet eyes and glanced down got his attention.

"I just want to save him."

You explained your true intention. For the first time, after keeping quiet Father Jeon slightly nodded.

"Well if you think you are any powerful than me good luck trying."

Still far from relief you reached for JungKook's laptop. Leaning in you called Yugyeom over.

"Can you open the car tracking system."

Eyes wide Yugyeom hesiatated.

"Mrs Jeon, we never used that system for a long time. I am not even sure if it still works."

Seeing your expecting gaze, Yugyeom knew he had no other option. He just clicked here and there and after a few steps a black screen with silver letters appeared. Yugyeom clicked the GPS part by the left and all JungKook's cars were listed by the pop up menu.

Excited since you were finally getting a lead to start somewhere, your eyes never left the screen. Though your chest sank when you saw the access was denied and you needed a password to reactivate the system. Hands covering his face Yugyeom's fist hit the table. Watching you with dull eyes in silence Father Jeon grabbed another cuban cigar from his pocket.

"Nothing?"

You barely heard those words yet even you realized the tiny hope fainted. Unaware, you stood there with your hands clasped and kept staring at the screen. Noone said anything yet your situation worried Yugyeom. He was about to reach before you finally moved.

Wheels turning in your head you though what the password could be. You knew JungKook had a speacial system of coding. Grabbing a paper you scribbled the plate of his Bugatti, letters of name and surname.

"When did he get this car?"

After your unexpected question, Yugyeom blinked twice.

"Five years ago, I guess."

Directing your dark eyes at him, you asked in the coolest way.

"Are you sure?"

YugYeom hesitantly grabbed his phone to check. After a couple of minutes he reached some information.

"Yes. I confirmed but why?"

You did not even hear his question as you wrote down 05 and already started to arrange the letters and numbers.

Last number of his birthdate, first letter of his name, first letter of the plate, first letter of the model,the year he bought the car, the last letter of his name and the first number of his birth year. After you wrote the combination your leg was bouncing while your waited.

"This better be right."

However the password was denied by the system. Stressed out you cursed under your breath. Your fingers were shaking above the keyboard as you tried to come up with another password.

"Maybe."

You whispered and changed the birthdate numbers with your wedding date. You were expecting the second fail but the system approved new password. Surprised Yugyeom leaned in to the screen beside you. His slighly bony finger flew on the keyboard as he tried to locate the car.

The system ran with the constant beeping noise until the screen finally showed a specific place in the map. It was not that far but the car still being in the middle of the city made no sense at all. The silent stare you exchanged with Yugyeom confirmed your suspicions.

"This looks like a trap."

You said. Yugyeom had his eyes locked on the screen with his phone in his hand.

"Seems so but I have to make sure."

You raised your hand and helf onto the cuff of his dark jacket.

"Please be careful and inform me."

He informed a few men and rushed out of the room. Snapping you out of thoughts, your phone rang.

"Mrs. Jeon..."

YoonGi's dull voice welcomed you. After a sigh you cut to the chase.

"Do you have anything?"

By YoonGi's short pause you knew the news would not be good.

"I am certain it's an identity theft. Chae Soo is not even alive."

You gasped in shock.

"What?"

YoonGi spoke rather calm as if it was everyday occurrence.

"Yes, she died a couple of months ago."

Closing you eyes, you tried your best to remain calm.

"I see. Thanks YoonGi."

Although a young girl losing her life saddened you, you had things to focus. You had to find who impersonated her. Thinking of women that he knew you tried to find a clue.

Could not be Ji Hyo or Yoon Hae. You have seen both of them and Chae Soo seemed nothing like them. Going through a few files on Jungkook's iPad you saw the report someone sent. It had Jimin's picture by the corner and the light flashed in your head. You zoomed into the picture and realized.

Same eyes, same plump lips that looked like a bratz doll. Chae Soo was Jimin's sister. Putting the iPad down you made a noise louder than you expected.

"Father Jeon, you know about JungKook's friend Jimin, right?"

Out of confusion, Father Jeon raised his eyebrows.

"The jackass that betrayed my son? What about him?"

He walked towards you to take a look at the screen.

"What's her sister's name?"

Father Jeon closed his eyes for a moment and thought.

"Must be Min Ae... What does she have to do with this?"

You directed your gaze back to the tall man standing beside your chair.

"She disguised herself and JungKook is probably with her now."

Father Jeon chuckled after those words.

"Well...He is out to have some fun then?"

Hearing those words your blood froze in your veins. That night when she came down from the stairs played before your eyes. Could he be right? No! You did not want to believe that. If it was right at least Yugyeom would be able to reach him. That bitch wanted to hurt JungKook. You arched your eyebrows then let out a dramatic sigh.

"Fun? I think she took him for revenge."

This time it was Father Jeon's time to be confused.

"Revenge?"

He repeated. You directed your empty gaze at him while explaining.

"He killed Jimin."

Mouth slightly agape, Father Jeon tried to say something but nothing made sense. He already knew Jungkook was cruel yet killing the guy he grew up with? That was something beyond Father Jeon expected. Besides he was astonished how you said that with such a straight face.

Not giving much thought to his reaction, you grabbed you phone to dial YoonGi's number again. Seeing your number on the screen he shook his head before he answered.

"Can you do me another favor? I need any information you can get on Park Min Ae. Place, vehicle, anything..."

YoonGi knew he had no other option so he just accepted.

"On it, Mrs Jeon."

As soon as the line died you called for one of the maids.

"Can you call Johan here for me?"

Within a few minutes Johan knocked on the door. When you answered right away he walked in and stopped by the door. He simply greeted both Father Jeon and you respectfully.

"Johan I would like to know if you drove Mr. Jeon or a blonde woman to her house these days?"

Johan spoke calmly after a few seconds.

"I am affraid no, Mrs. Jeon."

Realizing that would be no use, you thanked and let Johan leave. You had to wait for YoonGi to call or Yugyeom to come back. You left the office in silence. Looking around you passed the living room. You had no idea what you expected to find but climbed stairs slowly.

You stopped by the big door of his bedroom. Almost scared, your hands reached for the knob. Your eyes skimmed the room shyly. You took a few steps and got closer to the chiffonier. Even your make up was still there. Your hearth felt heavier in your chest as you made your way to the bed. The bed you slept together. His scent was still fresh and you inhaled deeply.

The persistent vibration of your phone brought you back to your senses. You cleared your throat before you answered YoonGi's call.

"Yes..."

You tried not to speak too much since you had to pull yourself together again. Though YoonGi wastes no time as well.

"She has a house at Miramar."

Eyes wide you got up from the bed.

"I hope you have the location."

YoonGi did not like the fact you underestimated his abilities so he sounded offended.

"Of course I do. Texting now."

With that he did not even let you to thank him and hung up. Within a moment the location was sent and it was more than an hour drive from where his mansion was. Putting your phone down you made your way to the dressing room.

Your clothes still were by the left. You picked up a black crop top and trousers with zipper on each side. You combined it with one of Jungkook's more of sporty shirts.

When you walked out, you found YugYeom waiting for you. His suit was blood stained and he seemed angry.

"We were right. It was a trap."

He stated what you guessed before. Though looking at you he realized you changed clothes and were planning to leave.

"It was Min Ae... Jimin's sister. YoonGi found her house."

You handed your phone to Yugyeom to show the location. Eyes dark he handed your phone back.

"Let me check a few things before we leave."

You saw him talking to a couple of tall and built men. Soon he came back with a bulletproof vest and a gun. Looking at the black items in his hands you directed your eyes back at Yugyeom questioningly.

"Just taking precautions."

You were about to refuse but the look on Yugyeom's face made it clear you had no other chance.

"Hope your aim is good, Mrs Jeon."

He turned around as you took of the shirt to wear the vest inside. You let out a bitter chuckle.

"Well... I have no idea."

You paused for a moment then called out his name. To indicate he was listening, Yugyeom directed his poker face at your side.

"Would you do anything I ask from you?"

Yugyeom squinted his eyes while weighting the answer in his head.

"I believe you want to save him but if you want my complete will I need to know what your plan is."

You liked the way he looked cautious and serious. It was not going to be easy to convince him. Especially when you have got nothing to offer. Licking your lips once, you grabbed your phone.

"There is no plan, Yugyeom. We are not playing chess. This is poker... and I have to know if I can trust you."

Yugyeom only nodded twice as he went back to listening.

"Can you get a remote toy car? And two explosives... One for the car and one for me."

Min Ae asked the built bodyguard to leave. He hesitated for a moment to leave them alone and stood there. Min Ae spoke rather sharp.

"Leave... Now..."

After the bodyguard left in worry she closed the door. Her hands really reached to untie him. Then, she looked down for a second and realized what she was about to do. Closing her eyes, Min Ae shook her head rather too strong. Her hair dancing around her tiny face, she pressed her lips together. Without a word, Min Ae turned around and walked away.

"Why can't I give you up?"

She hurried out and told the bodyguard to go back in.

"Watch him."

Then she stood there with her hand by the door. Min Ae really would let JungKook do anything to her. For Hell's sake, she even would beg him. She mentally cursed herself for letting JungKook get through her again. She had to keep her composure or she could never end his life. Min Ae closed her eyes and thought of Jimin. Her last words to her played in her head again as she held his cold hand.

"I will send him to you, Jimin so you can handle him there."

She was going to do what she swore in her farewell to him.

Next Chapter

[bluebird-imagines]

Hi :) can you do all the members(separately off) with a s/o who doesn’t really like their music?

[I can for sure give it a shot! This is my first ask so i do hope you enjoy it ^_^. Also I apologize for taking so long, my second vaccine shot kicked my butt]

Prompted: S/O who doesn’t like Gorillaz Music

Trigger Warnings: I can’t think of any for this one. Maybe I should state my horrible 2D accent! I apologize in advance. Of and I bring up the s*x, m*rder, party song. But all and all I don’t think there is anything else. Anyway enjoy!

~Murdoc Niccals ~

Let’s start this off with, at first he doesn’t even realize that you don’t like the Gorillaz music. He never even pieces two and two together. Why might you ask? Well for the first while you tolerated it for the Bass players sake.

After a few months, you decided it would be best to maybe leave Kong whenever the band you as practicing or rehearsing. You did a lot of stuff in this time. Coffee, read some good books, even went bowling on your own a few times. It was just nice to get away from that horrid music.

You didn’t have anything against the band members themselves! All of them were nice, it just you found the songs to be tedious and annoying.

When Murdoc finally started to take notice, he would ask you why you would avoid the band. Not seeming to understand the distaste of their masterpieces.

You lied most of the time, saying something stupid like “oh I am meeting up with friends” or “oh I would just be in the way”.

After a few more months, Murdoc finally forced you to sit and listen to their newest album. Mainly wanting to get your take on it before the official release.

You didn’t even get halfway through the first song before standing up and tuned off the player. You honestly felt like your ears would jump off your head if you ever heard that again.

“What the Bloody hell was that for?! We have like 43 more minutes to go”

“Murdoc, I don’t know how to tell you this. But babe…your music is a flaming hot dumpster fire and I don’t like it”

“……what? Why the hell are you with me then if you don’t like our music?”

“Because I may have underlining daddy issues according to the internet, but in reality I really love you Mudz…for you!”

“So playing bass isn’t sexy….underlining what? No wait getting away from the real point here. You never heard if Feel Good inc.? Or you know Clint Eastwood?Those were some of our best songs! What about To Binge? Empire ants? Any of them.

“Hmm, Feel Good inc? Let’s see it’s repeats itself a lot. Clint Eastwood? Haha other then the opening your song had nothing to do with Clint Eastwood. You posted To Binge aka forced 2D to sing it. Empire Ants? It just sucks”

“You suck! Are music is an art! It’s great! you are the problem here.”

“Never said I was! Your music is an art and it makes a lot of people happy. But to me, my ears did like it…but I can say this, I do like you a lot Murdoc.”

“ I am pretty great! Fine no more of our music…around your at least. But maybe sometimes”

“I can handle sometimes”.

~Noodle~

Noodle would completely understand your distaste for their music. She understands that not anyone is up for what they produce and she thinks that is okay!

For her as long as you don’t listen to any overly annoying songs around her. She really doesn’t care what you listen to.

She does however like to get your input on songs, even if you don’t like them. She just likes hearing different peoples ideas.

But with that being said, there is a 100% chance that she may try to convert you into liking Gorillaz. Of course, just simply by showing you different songs they have done. Like Punk or Humility, Feel Good inc. or El Mañana. Hell she has even shown you Latin Simone.

When she realized she was doing this, she quickly backed off and apologized.

“Sorry (Y/n). I didn’t mean to do that…I just kind of got excited and thought you would like the different genres we have done.”

“It’s okay Noodle, you realized your mistake! Honestly it’s not that the songs themselves aren’t inherently bad…it’s just well Murdoc’s bass playing is well…pretty bad in my opinion”

“Oh? How so if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Well to me it sounds like well, a crusty old man who doesn’t know how to cut his nails and proceeds to scratch the surface of everything he touches. Also while we are at it 2D’s singing is really hard to understand!”

“Well Murdoc does forget to clip his nails from time to time and he doesn’t seem to like using a pick for his bass. But now you confused me with 2D”

“Listen I love you all! Especially you Noodle, but ooo boy, if you guys weren’t careful in sex murder party…it kind of sounds like 2D is singing dissolve the kids…which isn’t a pleasant image”

“Ah, I see what you mean, anything else?”

“Nope! Your guitar playing is wonderful! Love everything about you! Just your band is a bit much at times haha”

~Russel Hobbs~

Much like Noodle Russel would understand that their music wasn’t for everyone. Everyone was entitled to their own opinion. For example he was really into rap and it took a while for him to talk the whole band into listening to it.

Regardless unlike Noodle or Murdoc he wouldn’t make you listen to a single song of theirs if you didn’t want to.

Of course you would every now and then for their demo’s you just wouldn’t voice your opinion on it, since you couldn’t stand it.

Russel would also try his best to get into music that you like! Of course, if he doesn’t like one of the songs you like, you make a mutual agreement to not play it around him.

He even at one point turned it into a game that he really enjoyed playing with you! It was a game that helped the both of you set up playlists!

He would pick one of his favourite songs, if you thought it was okay, it went into the playlist. If he liked one of the songs you picked into the playlist!

“Okay how about, this song?”

“Let it go…from frozen? Really, we ain’t putting that in the playlist”

“Yeah you are right it was a stupid idea, it’s just been stuck in my head.”

“Haha fair enough, how about Rainforest by Noname?”

“Hmm, that’s actually not a bad one! We can throw it in! Alright space jam?”

“What is with you in movie songs tonight? Yeah we can throw in space jam”

“Sweet!”

“I can’t believe space jam beats our music out in that mind of yours…”

~Stuart “2D” Pots~

At first, 2D can not wrap his mind around the fact that you hate their music. More so he has never really had someone be with him for well just him before. Most of the one nightstands he had in the past was because of his popular singer status.

He does try his very best to get you into their music, of course, walking the fine line between shoving it down your throat and giving you air to breath with your own tunes.

That being said though, he doesn’t overly mind the fact that you like your own selection of music. He does find some of your songs enjoyable.

When he realizes most of the bands travel playlist consisted of a few of the bands own songs. He secretly takes the phone and changes up the playlist. He removes the Gorillaz songs and replaces them with songs you like.

Although you don’t like the bands music, that never truly stopped you from liking 2D’s singing. When he found that out he made a special song just for you. One where it was only on his keyboard and singing. He keeps it hidden so Murdoc doesn’t find it.

“(Y/n) I made yew something!”

“Oh sweet Satan please don’t tell me it was breakfast and that you burnt down the kitchen again!”

“What no! Besides that was a one time fing and I got a four month ban from going in fere fanks to Russel”

“Sorry…shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. What did you make 2D? You seemed really proud.”

“Oh well Um…I know yew don’t like our music and all…but I uh, I made yew a song, do ya want to ‘ere it?”

“Of course 2D, just because I don’t like your music, doesn’t mean I can’t be supportive of you”

“Well, this song isn’ really goin’ to be on an album, because I made it for yew”

“Aww 2D you didn’t have to~”

“But I wanted too!”

After he plays the song, you state that you adore it! This puts a huge smile on his face!

[micamicster]

⭐⭐⭐ music question!! any particular song choices you put a lot of thought into or just really want to talk about?

noa ur a real one for this. i know youre asleep rn i hope you enjoy the madness you've unleashed when you wake up <3

Back when I started writing this i complained nonstop about how i didn't know anything about 80s music and im happy to say that is no longer true! I have listened to SO MUCH 80s music in the last month holy shit.

Playlist with all the referenced songs <3 If people want to know what the hell im talkign about at any given time they will all be on here <3

I already talked in the end notes about what music everyone is based on so I won't get into that here. Instead I'm gonna talk about the "soundtrack songs," or the songs that i insist on shoehorning into every scene. (Actually discussed with my sister A Lot about whether the songs are fun or meaningful or are clutter in different scenes and the jury is kinda still out on that. So would be interested to hear what people think!)

The most important songs in part one are probably Last Dance With Mary Jane and Dancing in the Dark. I'd always wanted Last Dance for Steve's crisis about being back in indiana. That's a song I listened to on LOOP writing that scene! I love tom petty so much--i feel like he has a unique sympathy for the characters he creates in his songs. They're very kind songs, and they feel very comforting, even when he's talking about ennui and dissatisfaction and heartbreak. Dancing in the Dark is dancing in the dark i literally cant even explain more. Perfect song. (Other good bruce songs for steve are Brilliant Disguise for Steve/Nancy and Independence Day for his daddy issues <3)

In part I think the major songs are Cyndi Lauper's Good Enough, which I brought into the scene to be another thing they don't have in common. The bus scene is a whole list of Shit They Don't Have In Common, and Good Enough is an answer to that question (if it's good enough for you it's good enough for me), but it's also a kinda depressing hint at Eddie's perspective on the fwb situation (if it's good enough for you it's good enough for me).

Every kid's breakfast order song! Dustin's is a 70s rock song and also a pun (i love dustin). Lucas' is a classic off my favorite Steve Wonder album. It's a little older (1980), so it's probably one his parents played when he was a kid. He sings it to Max in a wildly over the top way (just like he used to see his dad do for his mom) and she pretends hes so annoying but she loves it. (Lucas has the most flexible voice the the group btw he can do any genre). Will is playing a gay ass song by the replacements, one of the greatest of 80s alt rock. Mike is playing an electronic piece that nobody else likes (the icicle works were one hit wonders iirc). El is playing a 60s girl group (headed by the incomparable ronnie spector, who was also abused by her manager, like El was, even though that's not something El would know to associate her with). Max is listening to Talking Heads. She (and will) listen the most widely of any of the kids, but I think her heart lies with new wave/punk (again vs will who is a punk/alt rock kid). Eddie plays Iron Maiden. He's a twenty-something teenage dirtbag babey!

Breakfast club scene I think is self explanatory. Don't you forget about me etc etc

FUCK this is so long. Imma keep goign. Now for some songs i DIDN"T get to include:

REFUGEE TOM PETTY aka the song that best sums up the Eddie/Steve situation in this fic. Could not make it fit naturally into the text but you should know it's The Song

Downtown Lights by Blue Nile is the song I listened to while writing the party scene in nyc. I did not include it because it came out in 1989 which is not accurate :( Alternatively I chose Drive by The Cars for that scene, but I ended up not putting any lyrics in at all, because I thought it might just clutter the thing up. (But I think I left it on the playlist anyway because i listened to it so much lol)

[m00nchild-02]

Miss Mafia | jhs (m)

pairing: Hoseok x reader, Taehyung x reader (He's just a childhood friend, no love interest)

rating: 18+

word count: 15.5k sorry not sorry :)

genre: mafia au, strangers to lovers, secret agent, you are a mafia boss

summary: It's not easy to be the boss of one of the biggest mafias in South-Korea. And surely not as a woman. When a secret agent got discovered by one of your people and brought to you, you would've never dared to guess he would turn your world upside down in multiple ways.

warnings: praising, big d*ck Hoseok, oral (m receiving), hard sex, dom Hoseok, sub reader, v penetration, no protection (reader has an implant so she can't get pregnant. Make always sure you use protection guys!), also a bit of fluff at the end

music recommendations: - Lacrimosa - Mozart - Symphony no 9 - Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata - Beethoven - more songs on this playlist (youtube)

- https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1yXNkU806Y7EZruvrbl4g9?si=76931ed2ebae4c2c (spotify)

a/n: Again back with a story! I'm sorry for any grammar errors. It is such a big one shot. I'll probably proof read it later so I'm again sorry for any grammar mistakes in this ff! Just ignore it please :')

I was originally thinking of making this a jungkook ff but I eventually ended up making it a J-Hope ff instead. I think he would do a great job as main character here ;) Give it a lot of support and

enjoy reading!

masterlist

Lacrimosa from Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Such a pleasant song to listen to with a good glass of wine. You take a sip of the dark red liquid as you softly move your head to the music playing through your boxes. This is how you liked to spend your time alone. A good glass of wine in one hand and the remote of your boxes in your other hand putting on some of your favourite classical music. Like Lacrimosa from Mozart or Beethoven's 9th symphony. All great composers with excellent music. You smiled as you felt your body relax after the long stressful day you had today. Your placed your red tinted lips on the glass for another sip of your wine you would never get to taste.

"Miss!"

You let out a deep sigh as you turned around in your chair towards the front of your desk. One of the maids walked inside and bowing at you. You gave her an unpleasant look. "Didn't I told the staff clearly not to come into my study for the rest of the day?" You asked the woman in front of you who kept looking down, probably not daring to look you in the eyes right now. Everyone knew you could be a real furry when you got angry or irritated. You can ask the last butler you had, after dropping a glass of whine on you by accident. It costed him a finger because you accidentally dropped a knife on his hand.

You softened the volume of the music before speaking again. "Tell me what's going on. It better be good if you don't wanna lose your job." You said coldly, don't sparing her a glance as you emptied the bottle into your glass. "I-It's about the issue from last week mam." She said. A bit of fear could be heard in her voice.

"Go on" You said. "They caught him miss." She said. You looked at the girl in front of you and suddenly began to laugh. The girl looked up for the first time, confusion all written over her little face. You turned towards the painting of your father on the right wall of the study and smiled, raising your glass. "See dad? The company is in great hands. I told you I would get him." You turned back towards the girl, that smile/smirk still on your face.

"Tell them to bring him to la grande salle. I'll be there in a minute." You told her. The maid bowed and then left the room closing the door on her way out. " You chuckled as you licked your lips. "Turns out this day is gonna be better than I expected..." You said, turning up the volume of the boxes and taking another sip of your glass of wine.

A few minutes later and your men walked in dragging a guy with them. His hands and feet tied together, his clothes covered in bloodstains and his hair a complete mess. You leaned forward in you chair as they dropped the man right at your feed. You were currently in your grand salle, how you like to call it, where you handled business of all kinds. From having meetings, recruiting new members till having a talk with bastards like the guy in front of you right now.

"Well, well, well... What do we have here." You said, letting out a small laugh. "Jung Hoseok, isn't it? Secret agent at the National Intelligence Service. They say you're one of the best in your profession. Sad that reputation will end today." You said, leaning back in your chair, snapping your fingers as a sign for the maids to leave the room. Leaving only you, Hoseok and two of your bodyguards. You threw the papers that were in your hand onto the table next to you, the pages falling open on some pictures of Hoseok and his meetings with the NIS.

"I must admit Mister Jung, I'm quite impressed. You have been undercover in my companies for five years. My father always knew there was a spy between us but he never had the chance to catch you." You looked away, staring into the distance as you said your next sentence. "Caught a bullet right through the head. Very tragic." You looked back at the man in front of you. He was still looking down, not saying a word or sparing you a small glance. Was he even still alive? Anyways, you still went on with your little speech. "But times change. After my father's death I took over and look! It's been less than a year and I already caught you."

Suddenly Hoseok started to laugh. You looked at him confused as he slowly tilted his head so you could look at his face for the first time today. His cheeks and upper lip were bruised and a dried stream of blood could be seen under his nose. He looked you right in the eyes. "Took you long enough to figure out it was me." He said. "But congrats. I'm happy you can finally make daddy proud." He mocked, spitting some blood on the white marble floor. His words and actions made your head boil. How dare he speak so lowly about your father. The bodyguards stood read to walk over and beat the shit out of him but you raised your hand stopping them.

You took a deep breath, trying to keep your cool. "Listen here," You said, getting off of your chair, slowly walking around the men on the ground before making a halt behind him and squatting down. You pulled out a blade out of your pocket and held it against his neck as you pulled his head backwards. He let out a painful groan making you smirk. You leaned in closer towards his ear before saying the following words, "You can say anything you want Mister Jung but know the more shit comes out of your mouth the less pleasant your stay at my villa will be before I release your soul from your body, understood?" You said, your mouth dangerously close to his ear.

The man didn't seemed intimidated as he scoffed. "Bring it on Missy. Good luck with keeping me locked here." He said.

You stood back up, a bit overwhelmed by his bold words. You walked towards his front, wanting to see his face. "You got a big mouth for a guy who just has been beaten the hell out of." You said. "Maybe I should just kill you here right now. Makes it a lot easier for the both of us." You said as one of the bodyguards handed you a gun. You loaded it and pointed it towards his head.

He looked you right in the eye as you held the trigger ready to shoot. What surprised you the most was that he was smiling. Why was he smiling? This guy made you so confused. "Not the brag princess but-"

"Don't call me that!" You yelled at him with gritted teeth.

"Ok my lady." He said teasingly. "What I wanted to say is you can't kill me." He looked quite relaxed when he said that.

You scoffed. "What are you talking about? I can kill you wherever I want, whenever I want! Just watch me."

He shook his head. "Sorry to burst that bubble of yours but you can't. You see... I've been undercover for 5 whole years. I know a lot about your company and you." He said, smirking, never looking away from your eyes. "I have been in every building, every city and every warehouse of yours."

"And what's your point?" You asked, getting annoyed of his talking. "To make it short, I have placed bombs and dynamite all over the place. If you kill me you'll never get to know the password and won't be able to deactivate them. So say good bye to your drugs, weapons and men... my lady. Bye, bye money." He said before laughing again.

"And why should I believe you?" You asked. "Busan, the warehouse at Ilgon street, number 45 (a/n: I made the street name up. For people who are wondering.). Look under the floor in the janitor's closet." He said.

You heart raised and your breathing became more rapid as you looked at one of the guards. "Go check if it's true what he's saying." You told him. This couldn't be true. If that bomb was really there then he probably said the truth and there would be more. That would also mean the end of your little mafia life and your source of income. That could never happen, not in a million years. Your family has worked so had for all this and now you're finally almost at the top, yes almost, he would barge in and ruin everything. You couldn't let that happen.

You looked at the guard as he finished the call. "They just found two boxes full of dynamite in the basement under the janitor's closet." The guard confirmed what Hoseok just said. "They say there are timers placed on them. They can only be removed by password, cutting a wire would mean the end." He said.

You brought your hand to your mouth and started to bite at your nails as you paced back and forth. "How much time do we have?" You asked. "7 days, mam." The guard answered.

7 days... You had 7 days to figure out that damn password and get rid of these bombs. But would you really be able to dismantle them on time? "Get Taehyung and put him to work." You told the guard before he disappeared to go get your hacker to fix the job. "You," You said, pointing towards the other guard. Lock Mister Jung up in the basement and make sure he doesn't escape." You said. "You can just call me Hoseok my lady. No need for the formalities." He said, giving you a wink. "Oh, shut up you. You're in no position to talk right now."

He laughed. "Right now I'm in a much better position than you would think love." The man came over to Hoseok and picked him up brutally from the ground. "Good luck with finding the password!" He said, before the doors closed, leaving you all alone in the room. You hoped Taehyung would be able to find it because you weren't in the mood of talking to that asshole again.

"Have you already found something?"

It had been 3 days since your encounter with Hoseok and him telling you about the bombs. 3 days of your hacker Taehyung trying to find a possible password to deactivate them. "I'm sorry y/n. Still nothing." Taehyung was one of the few people that could call you by your real name. You practically grew up with the boy so of course you got some kind of bound with each other.

Taehyung was typing all sorts of things on his computer while something was loading. "Whoever placed these bombs knows damn well how to use them. I can't crack into the system, nor can I track them or dismantle them without the password." He said. "Who did your father mess with?" He asked, his eyes never leaving the screen. "The secret agents agency of South-Korea." You said softly while biting on your nails again. It was a bad habit you did whenever you got stress.

Taehyung pulled at your hand so you couldn't bite on them anymore. "You should really learn how to stop doing that." He told you, looking at you for the first time after you entered the room.

You sighed. Taehyung was not successful in finding the password, the troops you sent hadn't found a single bomb yet except for the one Hoseok told you about and tracing was also out of the question. You were really losing hope. "Just keep looking." You told Taehyung before leaving him behind in his little room.

You were getting tired of all of this and decided to distract your mind a bit. And what is better then visiting your favourite casino when you are bored and stressed? So you went to your room and dressed up for a night out.

Little did you knew a surprise was waiting for you the other day...

"Mam! Mam!"

The door of your bedroom opened, a maid running inside out of breath as she stood at your bed, bowing first before waiting for your permission for her to speak again.

You groaned as you heard the woman storming in your room. Your head pounding because of the amount you drank the evening before at the casino. You slowly opened your eyes, hand on your head, holding it because of the pain. You gave the woman an angry look. "Speak" You snapped at her.

"M-Mam, T-The prisoner! He- He-"

"He what?!" You yelled, tired of the stuttering and hesitation in her speech.

She swallowed before talking again. "He escaped..." She said softly but clear enough for you to hear.

"WHAT??!!"

You made your way down the halls of your mansion while you wrapped your bathrobe around your body. While you made your way downstairs a few of your men were running upstairs but halted once they saw you. They stared at you with wide eyes while you stood there furious looking down on them. "I'll ask you once..." You said as you slowly walked down until you were face to face with the head of the guards. "What happened?"

"We were guarding him like you asked and suddenly someone of the kitchen came to bring us food. They said it was a treat for our hard work. After we ate it... We blacked out. When we woke up again the door was open and he was gone." The man said, looking down.

You clenched your teeth and slapped him right in the face. "YOU IDIOTS! How could you let him escape! I asked one thing of you and you couldn't even do that!!" You yelled at all of them. They all looked down like puppies that were being scolded at. "You're all useless!" You said as you made your way further down the stairs. They all bowed at you one by one as you made your way down.

You took a few corners before ending up in front of Taehyung's bedroom. You knocked, not waiting for an answer, and walked in. "Taehyung I need you to check the CCTV footage of last night. That fucking agent escaped." You said pacing around in Taehyung's room while the boy sat up, sleepily rubbing his eyes. "How late is it?" He asked groggily as he looked at you with puffed cheeks, bad hair and small eyes. "It's 8 am." You told him.

He sighed. "Give me a few minutes to wake up and then I'll go check ok?" You nodded. "Ok, I'll give you 15 min. Not more." You said and you walked out.

Like promised, in 15 minutes Taehyung was already sitting behind his desk returning back to the footage of yesterday evening. You saw the images of you walking out of the house, ready to go to the casino. "You can skip past that." You told him. He skipped a bit forward until you told him to stop. "Stop! right there." You said pointing at the screen. A man with a hood and a mask on walked in the shadows towards the back of the house. Taehyung checked one of the camera's at the back and you saw the men slipping in through the back door where the kitchen is. "He must be the one who drugged the food of the guards."

"They were drugged?" He asked and you nodded. "These morons thought they got food because of their hard work." You answered him. "Now go to the footage of the basement." Taehyung did as you said and showed the images of the sleeping men and the hooded man breaking the chain, letting Hoseok out. "He must have informed someone somehow where he was." Taehyung said.

You sighed. "I need that password. I can't dismantle these bombs without him. I don't like to admit it but... I need him. I need Hoseok." Taehyung turned towards you in his seat. So what are you going to do now?

You thought for a second. Indeed, what were you going to do? You knew everyone would fall for Hoseok's tricks all over again. Except for you. You would never fall for his charms, right? "I'll go after him." You then suddenly decided. Taehyung looked at you in shock. "Are you sure?" He asked. "You got men to do the dirty work for you." He stated.

You nodded. "I know but I can't trust them anymore. Those idiots already let him escape once, I can't let them do it a second time." You told him. "Check the CCTV's of the streets and every nearby city. I need to know where he is."

"Sure will." Taehyung said before going to work again.

While Taehyung worked on tracing Hoseok's location you went towards the dining room to grab some breakfast. Because of all this drama this morning you haven't even had the time to get some food into your system. Your stomach was already growling as you sat down at the filled table, set for two. Two? You may ask. Yes two. Today was the day your second hand would come back from his yearly vacation. He was one of the most trusted men into your house.

His name was Marcus and besides being your second hand he was also your dad's best friend. He has always been by his side and helped him in any way possible. After he died Marcus swore loyal to you and said he would do anything in his might to protect you. So the least you could do for him was to treat him as one of your own show him your gratitude.

While you were peacefully enjoying your meal the doors suddenly opened, revealing a man in suit. You smiled at the man immediately recognising him. "Marcus! Welcome back." You welcomed the man as he walked over towards you. He bowed at you before sitting down at the table where you were already seated. "It feels good to be back mam." He said, smiling before taking a look at the breakfast in front of him. "Well this is sure a great come back." He told you Smith amused eyes. "Please, enjoy yourself." You said. "Take whatever you want." You told him. "I'll sure will." He answered before digging in.

"So how was your trip?" You asked him. "Pretty good. Got some time to relax." He said. "How were things going here while I was gone?" He asked you.

You sighed. "It has been an entire rollercoaster. Oh Marcus," You said dramatically. "How happy I am you're back. I have so much to tell you." After you told him everything Marcus looked at you in shock. "You finally caught him?!" He asked surprised and you nodded. "Kind of, but he escaped yesterday evening while I was gone. These idiots can't do anything right around here anymore..."

"Only if I had been here to stop all this, huh?" He said teasingly and you nodded. "You know you're the best." You told him.

You ate and talked for a good hour before Marcus decided to go see his colleges and try to lessen the damage that had already been caused by Hoseok's escape. You really hoped he could do something about all this.

That evening you also went to go see Taehyung again to check on the situation. "You already found his whereabouts?" You asked the man in front of you. He turned his chair around and smiled at you. "Even better." He said licking his lips and clicking on one single button on his keyboard a whole screen popping up full of information. "I know which city he is in, which district and even in which building!" He told you, all proud of himself.

You walked over and stared at the screen with big eyes. "Really?! You are the best Tae!" You said, wrapping your arms around him in a big hug. The man laughed. "Alright, alright! You're welcome Y/n-ie" He said as you let go again.

"God, I could kiss you right now! You bring me so good news right now!" You yelled at him and he laughed. "You're welcome and about the kiss... no thanks." He said, showing off his boxy smile afterwards. "Go find me a plain ticket for the first flight tomorrow and tell Marcus he has the leadership until I'm back. This girl is going to Busan for some business..."

"Yes mam!"

And so the next day you flew all from Seoul to Busan. You took a taxi from the airport to your hotel while checking the info about Hoseok's whereabouts on your tablet. You mailed Taehyung, telling him you had a safe flight and to thank him again for his good work. He would definitely get a raise once you got back. You smiled as you closed your tablet and looked outside as you drove past the chore. "How long until we reach the hotel sir?" You asked the driver. "We're almost there miss! Just a few more minutes." He said. "Good" You answered, opening your window a bit and closing your eyes, enjoying the fresh sea air filling the car.

After a few more minutes you finally arrived at your destination. A five star hotel Taehyung booked for you. You got out of the taxi, payed the driver and walked inside the building as some staff took your bags out of the cab. You walked towards the counter and asked for your room. Of course it was the penthouse. You knew you could trust Taehyung. He always knew what you wanted. Once you got the key you went towards the elevator and went upstairs. You already felt completely drained from the trip towards where you were now.

As you arrived you walked towards the end off the hall and opened the door with your key card. A big smile as you entered the room. "Finally some rest." You said as you stretched your neck and walked towards the bed. But as soon as you walked through the door two men grabbed you by the arms. You tried to scream and break free from their grasp but it was no use. One of them held a cloth against your mouth and nose with some chloroform on it making you stop struggling after a while and falling into a deep slumber.

While you were unconscious the men dragged you outside the room, making sure no one saw you. They took you inside the elevator where someone was already waiting for your arrival. It was the lady from the counter that gave you your room earlier. "Let's move fast. Once you get out of the elevator go immediately towards the right. Go through the last door and that should lead you towards the back of the hotel. The van is waiting there." She said. Once they got you in the van they drove off to who knows where.

A few hours later you woke up with an incredible headache, as a side effect of the chloroform. You groaned as you opened your eyes, white light shining all around you. Once your eyes got adjusted to the light that came from big windows all around you you could also make out some silhouettes. "Our little princess is finally awake." You heard a voice. The voice sounded awfully familiar. But you couldn't put a name on it just yet.

You tried to move your hands but quickly figured out they were bounded behind your back. Same went for your legs. Tied against the legs of a chair. You looked back in front of you and the silhouette stood up from his place and walked closer until it was close enough. It squatted down in front of you and now you were able to identify the person clearly. "Hoseok..?" You said with unbelief.

He smirked at you. "Good morning princess." He said smiling. "Hope you slept well." Then you noticed the pain in your neck, shoulders and lower back. How long had you been tied to this chair for? You asked yourself. "You've been out for a pretty long time." Hoseok answered before you could even ask. "I hope my men weren't too rough on you." He said letting out a chuckle and standing back up to walk back towards his chair. He picked up an envelope from next to him and gave it to the man on his left. "Here, split it between you and the other guy. You did a great job." He told the man before he left the room, leaving only you and Hoseok.

"W-Where am I?" You asked. Your voice still a bit husk. "Is this xxx street? Your hide out here in Busan after you escaped?" You asked making Hoseok only laugh.

"Oh you wish sweetheart. Busan was just a distraction to get that tech guy of yours and your men off of my tail. We're in Ulsan right now." He told you. "I must admit... Your men are good at finding me but remember, I'm always a step ahead." He said. You looked at him and scoffed. "Asshole..." You muttered under your breath. "I heard that." Hoseok answered.

"Good, glad you know." You told him. He sighed and shoved his chair a bit closer before leaning forward, his arms resting on his thighs. "Tss, even bounded to a chair you still are a furry." He said. "Do you know why I brought you here Miss y/n?" You stayed quiet, clenching your teeth. "I brought you here because I got a proposition for you."

You scoffed. "And what may that be? You're gonna turn yourself in to me and let me torture you?" You asked nonchalantly.

He shook his head and hissed. "Aish, such a beautiful face but such a dirty mouth." He said, leaning back again. "You know the Choi clan right?" He asked. You scoffed. "Of course I know the Choi clan. Who doesn't? They're the biggest mafia out here in South-Korea. My father's mafia's greatest enemy."

Hoseok nodded. "Indeed. We've been already trying for years to stop them but without success."

"And what does all this got to do with me?" You asked him, not impressed by his little talk about the Choi's.

"I need your help." He said, a serious gaze on his face. "I need you to tell us everything you know about the Choi clan and help us arrest them. There is no better view over a mafia as the view of a mafia boss itself." You looked aside, out of the window. Now only noticing you were at a house right next to some low cliffs ending at the sea. You laughed. "And what's in that for me? I can help you but you're probably gonna arrest me afterwards anyways. So why should I bother?" You looked back at him.

He nodded, following your path of thinking. "I knew you would say that. Here's the deal. You help us destroy the Choi clan and I guarantee you won't go to prison. It's that simple." He said, standing up and walking around your chair. You wanted to say something but Hoseok was first. "And I know you're gonna refuse but think for a second... You have no where to run y/n." He stood now right behind you. He leaned in closer towards your right ear. "I got bombs all over your places." Then he switched to your left ear. "And I got you, tied to chair here right now. So either you're going to help or I turn you in right now and then you can say bye bye to your little mafia life." He said.

You scoffed. You wanted to protest but you knew he was right. He had you completely in the palm of his hand. There was no escape from him. "I give you three days starting today to decide whether you're in our out. In that time," He said, cutting the rope that was holding your hands together. "You are free to stand and walk wherever you want but," He said, turing towards your front and also cutting through the ropes at your feet. "You don't go off this domain. You'll stay at the house or at least in its presence. I have guards all over this place so don't you dare escape. Cuz things won't end well if you do" He spoke lowly, standing up while you pulled your hands to your chest, rubbing your sour wrists. The skin a deep red colour from where the rope had been a while ago.

You watched as he walked towards the door at the back of the room. "I'll stay here too. Come see me whenever you made your decision. I hope you enjoy your stay here." He turned his head towards you one last time, giving you a big grin before turning back around and walking out of the room leaving you all alone.

Already one day and one night had past and you still hadn't made your decision. You know going in on Hoseok's decision was your only option so far but you couldn't stop thinking if there maybe was another way. If your men maybe could get you out of here without Hoseok's deal involving. Should you go accept Hoseok's deal? Maybe. Where you stubborn? ... Hell yes. You don't like to lose and give in to others. So this time you also didn't want to just give into him. You couldn't. You were the boss of a big mafia! You shouldn't bow for just anyone.

That day you didn't talk to Hoseok at all. You did see each other sometimes and ate meals together but that would always be in complete silence. You expected Hoseok to annoy you but surprisingly he didn't. After lunch Hoseok left the house for the first time since you were here leaving you all alone. (The bodyguards are still there so dw, you can't escape that easy ;)).

That night when Hoseok came back he was so frustrated. You could see it at his behaviour as you were both eating dinner together at a rather late hour, you must admit. "What's wrong?" You asked. If you had to stay here for a few days you could at least make it a bit less awkward between the two of you.

Hoseok looked up at you. Surprised that you actually started a conversation with him after ignoring his existence in this house for at least 24 hours. "So you haven't lost your voice yet? That's a relief." He joked.

You sighed. "I'm serious Hoseok. What's wrong?" You tried again, trying to be as friendly as possible es hard as it was. He looked at you confused as for why you would care for him. "It's nothing you should concern about." He stated before starting to eat again.

You sighed. "Look, I know we're enemies and We both know we can't stand each other for one bit but... If I need to stay here for the few days ahead I want to make it at least a bit more comfortable for both of us. So..." You swallowed your proud and stubbornness as you said the following lines. "So, if something is wrong then please don't hesitate to come talk to me. I'm here for you ok?" You cringed at stating your own words but this was something you needed to do. Not only to make it more comfortable but also to earn Hoseok's trust. Maybe it could come in handy later on. You never know.

Hoseok nodded at your request. "I will princess." You wanted to snap at him giving you that nickname again but you quickly figured out you better shouldn't. Hoseok knew you were holding yourself in for not going all furry on him and he loved it. He loved making you all worked up and angry. Besides that fact that you were a dangerous mafia boss you were also a very pretty woman. No denying that. And seeing you all worked up and going all furry on him made him feel some kind of things.

"I'm a bit tired." Hoseok stated after a while. "I'll go get some sleep. You should do the same." He said, shoving his chair backwards and getting up from his seat. "And don't forget to think about my proposition Y/n. It's a very good and reasonable deal if you think about it throughly. I hope you can state me your decision tomorrow. But for now, goodnight." He said and then left towards his room.

After you were done eating you also left towards your room to get some good night rest. You sat onto your bed after putting on some sleep wear. You sighed as you thought about your situation. You really felt stuck. You couldn't contact anyone since you didn't have your phone. Hoseok must have hidden it when you were unconscious. your men also haven't been looking for you yet either... Did they even knew in what kind of situation you were right now? Did Tae knew? Would he be worried right now since you haven't texted him yet in these 2 days you've already gone missing?

You let out a deep sigh as questions kept filling your mind. It made you crazy! But suddenly all worries were blown away, out of your mind, as you felt two arms wrap around your frame from behind and two lips placing a delicate kiss onto your neck. Your eyes widened in shock. You quickly looked at your side only to lock eyes with someone you didn't expect.

Hoseok.

He softly smiled at you. "Hey princess." He said, smiling softly. "W-What are you doing here?!" You asked while getting out of the man's grip and standing up from the bed. Why was he here? Why did he touched you like that? Why did he acted so... sweet?

Hoseok tilted his head to the side and looked you up and down, smirking and biting his lip. "Couldn't sleep." He said.

You looked confused at him. He couldn't sleep? So why did he came here then? Out of all places why here? In your room? "So?" You said.

He let out a small chuckle and stood up from the bed, making slow steps forwards, closer to you, making you taking steps backwards until your body hit the wall. No where to run now.

Hoseok placed his hands at both sides of your head, against the wall. "Listen up my lady, I can't sleep and it seems like you can't sleep either, so what do you say about having some fun together hm?" He asked, his eyes scanning your face for some kind of reaction before resting on your perfect shaped lips. God, it drove him wild. Those delicious luscious lips...

You looked at him in shock. Was he really asking what you thought he was asking?! Was he referring to sex? "You tried to slap him in the face but he caught your hand on time and pinned it against the wall making you gasp. You must admit it was kinda hot, seeing his fast reflexes.

He pushed closer against you, one of his legs pushed between yours, his knee against your princess parts, his chest pressed against yours. You swallowed as you looked into his deep brown eyes. You could see they were filled with lust. Completely the opposite of how you both would look at each other a day ago.

God, it made you feel things... That lust filled gaze of him. And his knee, pressed against your core didn't made it any easier. "What will it be love? I don't have all night. I know we're supposed to be enemies but I remember a certain person saying we should get more comfortable around each other and that I was always welcome. Do you still remember that princess?" He asked you and you nodded. You didn't knew what was wrong with you but Hoseok's sudden dominant behaviour got the best of you.

He leaned even more closer towards you, your noses brushing against each other, his lips so close to yours and yet they didn't touch. "What do you want princess? Tell me..." He said, and with those final last words you lost it.

"You" You answered him almost immediately. Without hesitation Hoseok started to kiss you and you surrendered completely to him. You kissed him back and Hoseok let go of your hand that was still pinned against the wall. Your arms fell onto his shoulders. You pulled him closer, deepening the kiss some more, your fingers playing with the locks at the back of his hair. Hoseok bite and sucked at your bottom lip until you finally opened your mouth allowing him inside. Hoseok slipped his tongue inside and started to play with yours. You both moaned into the kiss as it got really steamy and messy. "Fuck Y/n- I didn't knew you could kiss that well." Hoseok stated, breathing heavily between kisses. You smirked. "Had lots of practise in the past i guess." You answered before he guided your leg around his hips, his mouth smashing against yours again in a hot kiss. He slapped your thigh two times, asking you to jump which you gladly did. You wrapped both of your legs around Hoseok's waist, not breaking the kiss as he takes you with him towards the bed.

When he hit the bed frame with his feet he slowly sat down, making you sit on top of his lap. You grinned against him, never breaking the kiss. Soft moans and groans coming out of both of your mouths. Hoseok let go of your lips only to wrap them around your jaw and throat. You moaned, grinding harder against him as he found your sweet spot. "Fuck Hobi-" Without you realising a cute nickname slipped out for the man under you. Hoseok stopped kissing for a while looking up at you. "What- What did you just say?" He asked, already half out of breath from your make-out session.

You blushed as you bite your lip, looking away in embarrassment. Hoseok took a hold of your chin and made you look at him again. "Hey, Look at me while I'm talking. Now answer me princess." He said. "What did you just call me." It sounded more like an order now then a question.

"H-Hobi..." You said quietly. It was quiet for a second. Hoseok just stared at you as he took in your words. Then he suddenly grinned, a soft chuckle leaving his lips. "Cute..." You could hear him whisper under his breath before he pecked your lips. Then he went down again, kissing and napping at your sweet spot. You were sure it was going to leave a bruise later on but right now you didn't mind. Your brain was a haze, your body felt hot and you were so wet down there.

His hands kept roaming your body. From caressing your back to gripping your hips, to grind you more and harder against him, grouping your ass and so on. His hands found their way under you shirt and he pushed it up to get it off of you. You helped him getting it off making him stare at your red laced bra afterwards holding onto your breasts.

He grouped them into his hands, squeezing them softly while you just watched. You knew you shouldn't love all this right now and you knew you surely shouldn't do it with him but you couldn't resist it. And besides, it had been so long since you've had dick. And from what you could feel in his pants right now he got one on the larger size.

You bite your lip as you looked at him getting one breast out of your bra, his thumb caressing over the little but making you whimper. He looked at you, giving you a lazy smirk before he attached his mouth to your breast. He let his tongue roll over your nipple, now and then sucking on it, making them go even harder. His other hand still working on your other breast before he switched sides. Now your left nipple in his mouth and his fingers playing and pinching the other one. While he was busy sucking your tits he unbuckled your bra, making it fall onto your lap. You slept your arms out of the straps and threw it aside.

When you turned your head back towards him his lips met yours again in a quick but deep kiss. "Now love... It has been so long since I've had a woman so close to me. So what would you say of making me feel your mouth, huh? Would you do that for me princess?" He said, his thumb tracing over your bottom lip before slipping onto your mouth. You wrapped your lips around it and started to suck on his finger. It may look strange but it kinda comforted you, making you feel smaller and wanting to submit more to him. Letting him take full control.

You nodded as an answer and smiled, getting his thumb out of your mouth. "Now," he said. "Get on your knees love."

He pulled down his pants and boxers as you sat down on the floor, his dick springing free standing tall and red. He was so ready for you. You licked your lips before kissing his length. Starting at the bottom and making your way towards his already leaking top. When you got at the top you started to take him inside of you, making him groan as you suck on his tip, your tongue rolling over the little slit. "Fuck-, that feels so good princess. Keep going." He said, closing his eyes and putting his hand behind him leaning on his strong arms as he felt his body melt under your touch. After teasing the tip for a while you tried to slowly bob your head up and down, every time when you're going down taking an inch more into your mouth until you couldn't anymore. The part that didn't fit into your mouth you stimulated with your hand, moving it up and down in a steady motion with your head.

Hoseok grasped onto your hair out of pleasure, pulling it softly and getting it out of your face. He wanted to see your face while you pleasured him so well. You were such a good girl for him. So good... He never expected for you to go in on his proposal of having a one night stand for tonight but he loved how turned on you got from him and how submissive you got after you acted like such a brat earlier. He liked to get you worked up and make you go all furry to him but having you now submit to him did something to him. He had been watching you for already so long and now he had you for him alone he couldn't drop the chance and just rushed to your room.

Hoseok felt himself getting close as you went bit faster, your droll already rolling over his dick and towards his balls, your eyes getting teary but you didn't cry. "I'm close baby." He told you. "I'ma cum in your warm little mouth and you're gonna swallow it all. You're my good girl after all, isn't it?" He asked and you nodded.

You loved to be a brat but for some reason hearing Hoseok call you a good girl made you want to please him in all kind of ways. You wanted to be his good girl and his only. You loved his small praises, the cute nicknames he gave you and that irresistible smirk of him whenever you did something he loved or when he had a little plan up in that head of his. In other words he made you go crazy for him.

A few more thrusts and he finally came, tinting the walls of your mouth white. And just like he asked you, you swallowed it all, showing him afterwards. "Good girl. Did so well princess." He praised you again and you smiled up at him as he held your chin, pulling you back up.

He sat you back on his lap and kissed your lips, tasting himself before flipping you over onto your back, on top of the soft mattress. You gasp as he does so.

He grins and hovers over you, ghosting his lips over yours for a while making you hungry for more until he finally kissed you again. He kissed over your jaw and behind your ear. "Princess, I want you to turn around for me." He whispered before biting your ear playfully and getting up so you could turn around for him. You did as he said and turned around now laying on your stomach. He slowly looked you up and down, his hand gliding over your half naked body until he stops at your ass. He helps you out of your pants and panties, throwing them aside. After that he also gets off his remaining clothes before hovering over you again, leaving soft kisses on your shoulders. You whimpered as you felt his hard dick poking your asscheeks. You had been so wet this whole time. Your pussy was craving for some attention.

Hoseok chuckled deeply as he felt you grind against him. "Such a slut for me princess. Your body is just begging me to get touched." He said making you whimper a second time.

But luckily you didn't have to wait long or his full length was already inside you. You moaned as he filled you up so well. "Fuck-" Hoseok breathed out. Because you were already so wet for him he slipped right in and he didn't expected that. But it wasn't like you were to loose. You still felt so tight. It was like your little cunt was just made for him.

He pulled it out before pushing it back in, making you both moan simultaneously this time. You both felt so good. No words to describe it.

When Hoseok started to move for real this time he didn't hold back. He didn't really wait for you to adjust to him (not that you needed to) and started to thrust at an already rapid pace. Moans and groans filled the room as Hoseok was ramming into your pussy like crazy. Right now you felt like you were on cloud nine and on Hoseok's side it was just the same. You both had no thoughts at that moment, the only thing on your minds is how good the other's body felt against your own.

After a short while you felt that familiar knot in your stomach. Meaning you were close. Hoseok could feel it at how tight your pussy became. Sometimes pulsating, driving him crazy. "I-I'm c-close-" You said to him between moans and heavy breaths.

As you told him that he suddenly seemed to stop making your groan and whimper. "Hoseooookkkk-" You were whining, not liking his warm flesh leaving you wet and aching hole. But before anything else he flipped you around and pushed back in. You moaned.

"Want to see your face." He said. "Wanna see how good I make you feel." He stated before slowly starting to trust again, his eyes never leaving your face, taking in every detail, every new expression that took place on that oh so beautiful face. He speed up a bit, seeing your expression change again and hearing your moans getting louder. Like before you ached around him, getting tighter and tighter as that wave of pleasure came back, bringing you close to pure ecstasy. "Cum for me sweetheart." Hoseok said as he felt himself getting close as well.

As like his words were the magic spell your body was waiting to hear you both came undone, Hoseok's mouth devouring yours again, muffling your moans as you came. You both stayed in that position for a while, your lips still attached against each other as Hoseok spilled his load inside of you until his dick softened down again and slipped out. You whimpered at the loss.

Hoseok gave you a last peck on the lips before getting off of you and laying on his back beside you, staring up at the ceiling. "That... Was amazing." He said out of breath. You laughed and nodded. "That was indeed." You answered him. "It has been so long since I had such good sex." You admitted. "Me too, princess. Me too..."

"You're on the pill, right?" Hoseok suddenly asked, turning his head towards you. "Why you asking?" "Well, we didn't use a condom. I hope you don't mind." Hoseok said, blushing a bit and rubbing the back of his neck nervously. How was this the man the one that ever took control over you a while ago?

"I don't take the pill but I got a spiral implanted. So no need to worry about getting me pregnant." You told him. He nodded and then stared back at the ceiling. He suddenly laughed. "What?" You asked turning towards him. He shook his head. "Was just thinking of something.." "Tell me." He played on his side and looked at you. "You know what they say about keep your friends close and your enemies closer?" He asked, a playful smile on his face. "Well I think this way we're definitely keeping our enemies closer." He winked at you and you scoffed, a little smile creeping through.

And that's how you both ended up talked a bit that night until you felt your body getting tired and just fell asleep.

Opening your eyes the next morning it seems you were the first one awake. You tossed around and laid on your other side facing the still fast asleep man next to you. You smiled as he looked so soft while sleeping. So... harmless. You smiled as you looked at him, admiring his cute, puffy face he made while sleeping. How could anyone want to hurt this man?

You shook your head. Did- Did I just think that?! You asked yourself. Get him out of your head Y/n! He's supposed to be your enemy! You told yourself. But yesterday night was just so... You bite your lip as you thought back about yesterday night. Maybe... Just maybe you could trust this man for once. Maybe it was ok to let go for just a little while.

You thought back about his proposition. You didn't knew if yesterday night was one of his plans to get you to follow him into his idea or not but this morning you finally made your decision. You were gonna take Hoseok's offer. It's not like you had any other plans, right?

Before you knew it the men next to you woke up and when he saw you were awake he smiled, closing his eyes and yawning, stretching his muscular arms. "Morning.." He said softly in his deep morning voice. God, you were such a simp for that voice from now on. "Morning." You answered him. You got a bit shocked as the boy leaned in and softly pecked your lips.

Hoseok looked at your shocked face and let out a small giggle before turning onto his back and looking up at the ceiling taking a deep breath. "Last night was... amazing." He said. You nodded but of course he couldn't see it so you answered him afterwards. "Yeah.." You said softly. "Hoseok?" You asked and he turned his face sideways so he could see you, a soft smile plastered onto his face. "Please call me Hobi." He said. You blushed as you remembered you accidentally calling him that last night.

You gave him a small awkward smile and a soft nod. "H-Hobi?" You tried again. "What is it angel?" He asked. Angel... Well that was a new nickname to add to the list. He hadn't called you angel before. You kinda liked it... Stop it! Stop thinking about it Y/n! You internally sighed. Why did he made you feel like this??

"Y/n?" Hoseok called out your name as he saw you were caught in thoughts all of a sudden. "Huh?" You said as you heard his voice. "Oh.." You looked at him and bite your lip before deciding to be bold and sit a bit up. One hand holding you up and one softly wrapped around Hoseok's naked chest under the blanket. You softly let your fingers glide over the warm skin. "I just wanna say... I'm in." You told him, not really wanna admit it but your heart said it was the only right thing to do and your brain said it was the only option to do.

Hoseok looked at you a bit confused before understanding it. "You're for real?" He asked shocked and you nodded. "I will help you catch the Choi's. I already kinda know how too I think..." You said. You looked up at him and Hoseok was smiling at you. He softly started to pet your head. "You made the right decision. I'm glad you decided to cooperate." You don't know why but hearing Hoseok saying you did well made you feel all giddily and good around him. And on top of that the pats he was giving you... You felt like you were in heaven. You may look and sometimes act like a real bitch, well- actually most of the time-, but somewhere inside there you were just a soft girl.

Hoseok let out a deep breath getting you both out of your silent trance you both seemed to be in. "We should go get some clothes on and then we can discuss further details." He said and you nodded, unwrapping your arm from around him and laying back down so he could get up.

Once you both showered and were fully dressed again you sat together at the table to discuss your plan. "So, you said you had something in mind right?" Hoseok asked and you nodded. "Tell me."

"Well," You started off. "You probably already know Mr Choi has two daughters" Hoseok nodded. "but did you knew he also had a son?" You asked and Hoseok looked at you confused. "We've been through those files multiple times. He had a son. He died 10 years ago." Hoseok said, grabbing the file and showing you.

You smirked and shook your head. "That's the part he made you guys see. The rumour goes that he's still alive." You said and Hoseok looked at you in shock. "How is that possible?"

You grinned. "I don't know either but apparently he is. About this... there is good and bad news. What you wanna hear first?" You asked Hoseok. "Good first." He answered.

"Very well then. The good news is, they guy should be in Korea. Multiple people keep saying he's still here and have seen him. It has also been confirmed with pictures. Now the bad news... We have no idea how he looks like. We have witnesses but no descriptions or clear pics of his face."

"So he could be anyone..." Hoseok said and you nodded. "Exactly." "And what has this son to do with getting the Choi's?" Hoseok suddenly asked.

"Well, get the son and you get to the father! People say they still see each other once a year. You said you couldn't get your hands onto Mr Choi? Well he's your chance." You said.

Hoseok seemed lost in thoughts as he looked at the documents in front of him. "But how are we going to find him?" He asked. "There live thousands of people here in Korea." He stated.

You smirked. "I got the perfect solution for that."

A few hours of convincing Hoseok and taking a plain back to Seoul and you were standing again at your own house. More specifically, Taehyung's workspace. "So you are sure this guy can find Choi's son?" Hoseok asked you for the already umpteenth time. You sighed. "For the last time Hope, Taehyung is the best. This guy here gets everything done." You said earning a grin from Taehyung himself who was seated at his usual place, behind his computers. "Well, thanks for the compliment Y/n." He said. "And Hoseok, don't worry. I'll find this guy. It's not because you failed that I will." He gave Hoseok a quick wink making him scoff.

How does he even has the audacity. Hoseok thought. "Good luck man." Hoseok said before walking out of the room with you, leaving Taehyung alone to do his job.

"So what do we do in the meanwhile?" Hoseok asked you. "We just relax a bit. There's not much we can do anyways." You told him. And before you knew it you had let him to your bedroom. (Not for what you think you pervs out there.😏 It's not always about sex.)

You sat down on your bed as Hoseok admired your room, standing still at some pictures. "Is that you?" He asked, holding up one in particular. You smiled and nodded, thinking back about old good memories. "That's me and my mom." You said as you thought back about her. Her soft hands, her warm smile. You missed her a lot. "What happened to her?" Hoseok asked; like he could read you expression. "Cancer..." You answered. "Dad was so broken after she died." You looked up from the picture at Hoseok again, giving him a sad smile. "It's not because we are feared mafia's that we don't know what true love is. What mom and dad had... Was something special. They really loved each other." You said.

Hoseok put the picture back down and walked over to you, sitting down next to you and holding your fragile frame. "I wish she was still here. She was a wonderful woman." You said as Hoseok softly caressed your head. "She told me I should always follow my heart."

Hoseok pulled back from the embrace and gave you a small reassuring smile. You don't know why but your body seemed to react on it and you started to smile back at him. You didn't knew how you became from being enemies only a few days ago to feeling so close to him now but it felt good and you kinda didn't want to let go of that feeling.

Hoseok put a strand of hair behind your face before speaking. "Y/n, what would you think of getting out of this... mafia live of yours? Just start a new life, a better one. Maybe even go start a family." He said.

You laughed ad shook your head. "I can't do that... I maybe had a choice as a kid but after my father died and I took over... I can't just leave like that. And besides... Some people here are like family to me. I can't just leave them." You told him.

"What if you could?"

Before you could answer him, the door to your bedroom opened. "Boss! I didn't knew you were already back and oh- You found him?! Do I need to get the guards?" Marcus asked after storming in.

You smiled and turned towards Marcus. "No need Marcus. It's alright. I made a deal with Mr Jung here so from now on he won't be our prisoner anymore. He will be our guest. And besides, I already told you to just call me by your name. You're not just anyone Marcus. You were my father's friend. So please be comfortable and just see me as a friend too." You said, earning a smile back from him. "Sure Y/n. Do you guys need anything?" He asked and you shook your head. "Not really but thank you Marcus. I'll see you later downstairs." You told him and with that he left your room again.

"Marcus?" Hoseok asked and you turned back to him. You nodded. "My father saved him a few years ago when I was still a kid. Since then he had been my father's most trusted man and also his friend. After he died he swore to protect his family no matter what. So that's how he became my wing man now." You told him and Hoseok nodded. "I see.."

You sighed and stood up. "Well... I should go downstairs now. Marcus is probably waiting for me. You can stay here until I come back our just room around a bit in the house. Whatever you like." You told him and he nodded. "see you later Hobi!" You said with a smile as you walked towards the door. Hoseok smiled back, even happier as he heard you used the little nickname again. "See you later." He said before you finally walked out of the door.

"Ok... explain to me Y/n why that guy is just randomly relaxing in your room?" Marcus asked you once you were both sitting downstairs on the sofa. "Well Marcus, Like I told you, I made a deal with Mr. Jung." "Are you crazy?!" Marcus yelled. "That's like making a deal with the devil!"

"Calm down!" You yelled back at him, making him shut his mouth and sit back down. "Now let me explain." You d-said, fixing your hair. "When I was in Busan I bumped into Hoseok like planned. We... had a little encounter afterwards." You said, thinking back about how he kidnapped you but afterwards how he could pleasure you so well. You swallowed, stopping your thoughts and licking your dry lips. "Then Hoseok came with a proposition. His agency is after the Choi's. Even more then after us. He promised if we helped he would leave us alone afterwards." You explained to the man in front of you.

"And what makes you think he's speaking the truth?" Marcus asked you. You stared into the distance, a small smile forming onto your mouth. "I believe Hobi." You said.

Marcus looked at you with questionable eyes. "H-hobi?" He asked. You swallowed, eyes in shock. Did you just said that out loud?! You looked at Marcus. "I-" How were you going to explain this? "What happened back in Busan?" Marcus asked. "Nothing just-... I was tired of him giving me those little nicknames so I gave him one to annoy him too! Yeah! That's it." You said, a nervous giggle afterwards. You hoped he didn't suspected anything.

Marcus nodded. "Alright then.." He said, dropping the topic. "And besides, Imagine. For so long the Choi's have been at the top of Korea's mafia. Once they're down we're the new number one. We'll finally stand at the top Marcus! How wonderful is that!" You told him enthusiastic. Marcus nodded. "That's... Indeed great!" You frowned your eyebrows. You expected Marcus to be the most enthusiastic out of the two of you. "Is everything alright?" You asked him.

He cleared his throat. "Huh? Oh, yeah, sure. I was just worried about you. What if something happens to you. I still can't trust that Hoseok guy." He said. You gave him a soft smile, placing your hand on top of his. "Don't worry Marcus. I got this." And with that you stood up and walked out. "By the way Marcus," You said, turning around one last time. "Can you go check how Taehyung's work is going and give me an update on it? It's quite important and I only trust you with it." You told him. He nodded. "Of course. I'll go check right away boss!"

When you came back to your room you were surprised that Hoseok was still there. It was like he never left. "I thought you would've already went off to go explore the place." You said as you walked in. Hoseok looked up at you. "Neah, not really. I rather stay here. It's quiet here." He said, laying back onto the bed.

You went to sit at the edge of the bed and looked outside the big window in your room. Suddenly you felt Hoseok's hand grabbing yours and to Hoseok's surprise you laced your fingers with his. He smiled, looking at your face as it looked beautiful to him with the current lighting coming from your windows. You hair already got a bit messy from walking around all over the place all day. You may have been a target for him at first but right now, the only thing he could think about calling you was his angel. That's how you looked in Hoseok's eyes like an angel still trapped into the claws of the devil... The mafia. If he only could get you out of this life and give you a better one. "Leave this place with me tonight."

You turned your head towards Hoseok as these words came out of his mouth. "What?" "You heard me." Hoseok said, sitting back up and sitting a bit closer towards you. "Leave this place with me. Y/n, I can see this is no life for you... I promise I can give you a better one." Hoseok said, looking deep into your eyes. You suddenly felt all naked, like Hoseok could look right through you and into your soul. It's not like you loved the mafia but it also wasn't like you hated it.

"How...?" You quietly asked. "I already told you it's not that easy..." You said, looking down at your still intertwined hands. "Let's just leave this place tonight. No one will know. And we'll see what happens afterwards." Hoseok pushed your chin back up with his free hand. "Look at me Y/n. Do you trust me?" Hoseok asked.

You thought for a second, nervously chewing on your lip. Eventually you nodded your head. You knew you couldn't deny anymore what was happening between you and Hoseok. You knew it all went quick but there was just this sparkle between you and from today on you couldn't unseen it anymore.

Hoseok smiled at your response. "Good. So please Y/n, please come with me." He said, leaning in closer and delicately kissing your lips. You nodded. "A-alright. Let's get out of here tonight. But... I can't leave Taehyung here behind. I need him to go with us. He's my best friend Hope... We grew up together."

Hoseok looked you into the eyes while playing with your hand. "You're sure you can trust him enough to let him come with us?" He asked and you nodded. "I'm a hundred percent sure of it." Hoseok nodded. "Ok then. Go tell him. We'll leave at 3am. Everyone should be asleep by then."

And so as planned you went to speak to Taehyung. You told him the plan and of course he supported you in your decision. He was glad you asked him to go with you. He joked around saying' if Hoseok didn't take you away from here I would'. You laughed at him but then he started to question you about Hoseok and then the blushing and stuttering came. Of course, as the good friends you are, you told him about how you felt something towards the boy but wasn't quiet sure jet but it just felt right. As last you also talked about who the son of the Choi's could be but Taehyung only said it was difficult and he didn't knew yet.

After your little chat with Taehyung and bumping into Marcus inside the hall you were finally back in your room, making everything ready together with Hoseok. "Go get some rest Y/n." Hoseok said, packing the last of your things. You didn't intended to take much with you but no matter what Hoseok insisted he would help you pack. With the small bag finally packed you lay down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. You heard Hoseok close the zipper of the back before feeling the mantras getting heavy next to you. "I am surprised I'm doing this... A few days ago I wouldn't even have thought of escaping this life. I was so focused on making my parents proud..." You said before scooping a bit closer towards Hoseok, resting your head on his shoulder while he wrapped his arms around you. "No matter what you do, I think your parents will always be proud of you Y/n. Now go sleep. You got a few hours." He said, kissing the top of your head.

"Goodnight Hope."

"Goodnight Y/n."

While you slept Hoseok didn't close an eye. He stayed awake all night, staring at you and also keeping the guard. He knew it may be foolish of him but there was someone in this house Hoseok didn't trust. And that was Marcus. Marcus had always been a strange figure in Hoseok's eyes and today it only got worse.

Hoseok lied to you when you asked him if he stayed in your room the whole time you were gone. In fact, Hoseok went to look for Taehyung. He had something in mind and the only one that could confirm it was him.

"Taehyung, can you look into someone for me?" Hoseok asked as he walked into Taehyung's office. "Who do you need me to look for?" The guy asked, looking at him from behind his desk. "I want you to get some research done on that Marcus guy."

Taehyung looked at him in shock. "Marcus? Why?" He asked, genuinely confused. "I don't trust him at all and I need to confirm something..." Hoseok said, standing behind Taehyung, looking at the screens.

"Marcus has been friends with Y/n's father for so long. Why wouldn't you trust him?" Taehyung said. "You don't think that-" Taehyung broke his own sentence into a silence as he finally understood what Hoseok was looking for. Hoseok nodded. "I think he's our man."

And just like he had thought Taehyung confirmed it that evening. Marcus was indeed the person you guys had been looking for. He was the son of the one and only Mr. Choi. But what would the son of a filthy rich mafia boss do in their enemies house? Hoseok could only think of one thing...

Then a bullet shot through the window and got caught by the opposite wall. Hoseok shook you awake. "Y/n wake up! Plans have changed, we need to go now!" You immediately woke up and you both stood up from the bed, only to hear another two gunshots. You both quickly laid flat on the ground. "W-what is that?" You asked, still halve asleep and confused. "They're here to kill you Y/n."

"What?!" You asked confused. "Who would possibly want to kill me?!" Again shots and Hoseok pulled you with him inside your closet. No windows there so the shutters don't know where to shoot anymore. Then a door opened giving you the answer to your question. "Well, hello hello!"

You looked at Hoseok in shock recognising the voice. Was that Marcus?! Hoseok put his finger in front of his lips telling you to not make any noise.

"Where are you little princess? I know you're somewhere in here~" Marcus said as you heard him walk around the room. "I know your lover boy is with you too." He said.

"You know... I wished things would've gone other ways but you just leave me no choice Y/n. You're just like your father." He said before shooting at the ceiling, making you jump a bit.

But what did he mean, just like your father? "You know the day your father died... It was my doing. He tried to escape too and just like you now, he left me no choice but to kill him right there and then."

You placed your hand over your mouth in shock. Your body was trembling while tears were threatening to leave your eyes. Marcus killed your father? But why would he ever do that? They were like best friends. Hoseok took your trembling body in his arms, shushing you quietly while he was eagerly looking for a way out of here.

Marcus started to speak again. "I know you're probably wondering... 'Oh why did you kill my daddy Marcus? Weren't you like best friends?' " Marcus said, trying to imitate your voice. "Well dear, It may look like we were friends but I am his worst nightmare. Your worst nightmare!" You heard him push a closet on the ground, making a hella loud noice. "You know who I am Y/n? Why doesn't Hoseok tell you, huh?" You looked at Hoseok confused. What would he know you didn't? "I am Marcus Choi. The son of the biggest, most feared mafia boss." Then a maniac laughter could be heard from him. "Wasn't it a great idea from me to infiltrate your little mafia and bring it down? After the accident happened everyone thought I died but I didn't, what caused me to be in the most ideal position. I thought when your father died I finally made an end to the Lee's but then you showed up from your house in the US and took over!" This time a vase could be heard shattering onto the ground. "Of course daddy's little girl had to take over business! Now where are you Y/n! Cut the crab and come out already!" Marcus yelled.

Hoseok slammed the door open as on clue and run with you towards the door as Marcus tried to shoot at the both of you. Luckly no bullet caught you. Or so you thought... "Hoseok! Your shoulder!" You said while you were running through the halls. "I'm alright. We need to get to Taehyung first to warn him and then get the hell out of here." He said. You looked at his shoulder and let go of his hand. "You'll need your hand to put pressure on that wound." You said.

"WHERE ARE YOU, YOU BITCH!!"

You quickly opened the door and ran into Taehyung's room as you heard Marcus yell from upstairs. "Taehyung!" You yelled as you run towards him and hugged him. He hugged you back. "I heard gunshots, what's happening?" He asked, letting go of you. Then he looked at Hoseok and his arm that was covered in blood. "Fuck that looks bad..." He said. "Is it Marcus?!" He asked and Hoseok nodded. "He somehow must have heard us talking about escaping. We need to go now."

"COME OUT COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE!"

Marcus voice could be heard closer and closer. "He's getting near." You said. The panic could be seen in your eyes as you looked at the two boys. "You two need to get out of here as fast as possible." Taehyung said. "And what about you?!" You asked and he gave you a soft smile. "We can't escape with all of us. Marcus knows this place too well. He'll catch onto us in no time. You go and I'll distract him."

"But what if he hurts you like he did to Hoseok?!" You asked concerned. "Don't worry about me Y/n. I'll be alright. I always am in the end. Just trust me ok?" Leave the house and I'll make sure you escape safely." He said.

"He's right Y/n. We got to go now." Hoseok said as he pulled at your arm. You gave Taehyung one last glance. He smiled and nodded, like he was saying 'it's alright. It's all gonna be fine.' And so you trusted him on that and left with Hoseok through the front door.

"THERE YOU ARE!" Marcus yelled from the top of the stairs aiming his gun towards you but shot into the door because Hoseok could close it on time. A tear left your eye as you thought of Taehyung being inside there with that maniac. You were so scared of what Marcus could do to Taehyung. Then you saw the house go into lockdown. You knew this was Taehyung's doing and it was also a sign for you and Hoseok to leave.

"Where are your cars Y/n?" Hoseok asked. "Right there, behind that corner." you told him as you both ran towards the garages. You opened one and got inside the car as fast as possible, Hoseok behind the steering wheel. "Buckle up!" He said and then started the engine. But before you could ride away a shot was heard. You both looked at the side, it was Marcus. Somehow he managed to escape the house and he just shot one of your tiers. This was no good. "You both looked at him in shock as he aimed the gun towards you two again. Fear in both of your eyes this time as you had no where to run to now. You were so scared knowing this could be your last moment.

You still had so many things you wanted to do. You want to stop this mafia shit, make more times to spend with friends and family and most important of all, start a new better life with the one you loved... Hoseok. As you were so concentrated you didn't saw Taehyung stumble out of the house all beaten up by the hooligan in front of you.

You closed your eyes in fear of what would come and then it finally came. Two gunshots could be heard.

...But strangely they never reached you nor Hoseok. You opened your eyes again and saw Marcus coughing up blood before falling down onto the floor. Someone had shot him. Then from everywhere around the building and bushes men with guns appeared. Hoseok rushed out of the car and towards the men. You looked at your saviours in shock as Hoseok talked to them about something. Two persons went to check on the corps while Hoseok looked back and forth between you and then one he was taking to.

You decided to get out of the car as well and with small steps you walked towards Hoseok. He gave you a soft smile and then took you into a tight hug. "It's alright. It's all over now." He shushed you while caressing your hair as you cried into his chest from the chock and all the stress you had been going through tonight.

"Who is this Seok?" The man that was standing with Hoseok earlier asked. "This is Y/n. She was one of the people captured here by Marcus." Hoseok said. "I see... Can you both come testify one by one in a while?" The man asked. "Sheff, can we do it together? I don't think she's in a state to handle this on her own now." Hoseok stated and the guy nodded. "I give you 15min to calm down a bit. Come inside afterwards.

Once the guy left Hoseok let go off you and took a step back to look at you. "It's alright. Just take some deep breaths." You did as Hoseok said and it calmed you down a bit. "Now, I want you to let me speak when we get inside for the interrogation. If they know you're the boss of this whole mafia you hang." "They will put me in prison?!" You asked in shock and Hoseok shock his head. "No, no, no. I won't let that ever happen princess. Just let me do the talking and everything will be alright, ok?" He said and you nodded. "Ok.." "Good."

"Now... How did all these men come here?" You asked, confused on how Hoseok's men suddenly found your house. "I called them in. When you were talking to Marcus I went to Taehyung to search a bit more information about the man."

"You already knew... You didn't trusted him from the start." You said and Hoseok nodded. "I didn't trusted him indeed but I didn't knew. Well... I wasn't sure yet. So that's why I needed proof. Thanks to Taehyung's help I got it. I contacted my boss afterwards. I told them my location and everything they needed to know. My plan was to get you out first so they could storm in and clear this mess without you having to worry about it. I didn't knew he would come and try to kill you first..." Hoseok said, looking down. "I wanted to capture him to get to the Choi's as originally planned but then the shots and he tried to murder you and-"

"ssh," You said, placing your hands on both of Hoseok's cheeks. He looked up at you and you placed your forehead carefully against his. He calmed down a bit, taking a deep breath. "I'm here Hope. I'm right here. I'm still alive thanks to you. You did good by calling your troops here. Thank you for saving me." You said, smiling at him and he smiled back.

You took a deep breath yourself before both going inside for your interrogation. Like you discussed earlier outside Hoseok did the talking. He had to lie a bit for that but it was necessary to not get you in prison. He told them Marcus killed your dad and captured you afterwards. He told them Marcus took over and then caught him too. When you tried to escape today Marcus tried to kill you both and then the troops came in. That's the story Hoseok told the police. "Can you confirm this Ms. Lee?" The agent interrogating you asked. You nodded. "Yes it is. I have been captured by that battered for years until Hoseok finally came and saved me." You said, Hoseok squeezing your hand under the table as if wanting to tell you 'good job'.

After all that happened that day you still had to find a good story for Taehyung. After that was all done and Taehyung was completely healed again you and Hoseok decided to live together. Taehyung was so happy for the both of you. The only thing he ever wanted was to see his best friend happy and now he knew you finally were.

"Guess who?"

You laughed as you knew who these hands and voice belonged too. "Hoseok, we're the only one in the house right now. Of course it's you." You said giggling. It had been a year since what happened with Marcus and right now you were living happily with Hoseok in a villa at the beautiful coast of Italy.

Hoseok took his hands from around your eyes and went to sit next to your legs onto the sunbed you were currently on. You put off your sunglasses and looked at the man in front of you as he leaned in closer for a kiss. For the ones asking, yes you and Hoseok were a pair. A month after everything that happened and after recovering from the chock for a while Hoseok finally asked you to be his and without hesitating you said yes. And so you now both lived happily in each other's presence.

"I got a surprise for you." Hoseok said, pulling back from the kiss and smiling at you. He then pulled an envelope from behind his back. "What is that?" You asked. "Open it." He said, giving you the envelope. You opened it and pulled out two tickets for... "The opera? Is this real?!" Hoseok smiled and nodded. You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Thank you so so so muchhhh!!" You said while hugging him happily. In that year of living together Hoseok slowly dithered out your love for opera and classical music so one day when he sat behind his computer he decided to get you a little present. "See it as an early birthday gift." Hoseok said as you let go of him and kissed him full on the lips. He laughed as he kissed you back, loving to see you so happy.

"It's tonight so I suggest you go pick a nice dress to wear because I know if I don't tell you now you'll take ages." You playfully hit his chest while he laughed. "It's true tho! Now go get ready, we leave at 6." He said. You stood up and got a smack onto your ass. "Yah-" You turned around and looked at him. He smiled and just put on his sunglasses laying down onto the sunned you payed on earlier, smirk on his face. "Go get ready! The longer you take the later it will get."

Once you and Hoseok were ready it was indeed almost time. "Told you, you always take a long time in the bathroom." Hoseok said, kissing your naked shoulder as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He checked you out through the mirror in front of you. "You look beautiful in that red off shoulder dress." He said and you smiled at him, kissing his cheek. "Thanks love. You don't look that bad yourself in that black suit with red tie." You turned around and playfully pulled on his tie, pulling him closer so you could kiss his lips. He kissed back, pushing you a bit backwards against the sink of your bathroom. "We should stop now or we won't even make it to the opera." Hoseok said, pulling away from you.

He did a step backwards and reached his arm towards you. "My lady," He said playfully. You laughed and wrapped your arm around his as you both walked out of the house and towards the car.

Once in the opera house Hoseok saw that sparkle in your eyes and it filled him with love and admiration for you. You looked so happy and it made him happy too. "Look how beautiful and classy it looks here! Wah." You said as you walked towards the giant stairs. "Did you knew that 'common people' always needed to sit at the low levels and that the rich sat at their private balcony? Until now it are still the most expansive places in the house." You told him, already walking towards the door that lead you towards the lower levels assuming your seats were there.

"Where do you think you're going?" Hoseok asked, pulling you back. "I'm going towards our seats?" You said questionable. "What else?"

Hoseok pulled you with him and onto the stairs. "Hoseok-" You said, looking at him in disbelieve while he pulled you with him up the stairs. "My princess only deserves the best." He said, kissing the top of your head before walking further through the hall on the second floor.

He opened a door with Hoseok's name written on and just like in every opera house there was your private balcony. "You really paid for all of this?!" You asked surprised while walking onto the small balcony, looking down at the podium a bit further. Hoseok went to stand behind you and held you as he admired the opera house with you.

You really were surprised at how he managed to pay for this. After leaving the mafia you of course also had to leave all the money behind. Mafia wasn't really legal so the money went towards the government who would do it's thing with it. You were already shocked at him Hoseok managed to buy the villa in Italy you were currently living in and now these expensive opera tickets?

"My job pays quite well Y/n. I think you sometimes underestimate my job as a secret agent love." He said, kissing your nape before letting go of you and sitting down in one of the chairs. "Come sit with me love." You went to sit down and as if on clue the lights dimmed and the show started.

"This was so good Hoseok! I loved it so much!" You said enthusiastically. The whole car it back home you couldn't stop talking about everything that evening. From the beautiful building to the lovely voice of the sopranos. He felt like he just took a little girl towards Disneyland, mesmerised by the many fairytales around her. That's how it felt with you right now. "Cute..." He mumbled as he opened the door for you.

Once you walked inside you saw something you didn't expected. The floor was covered with rose petals and on every closet or chair were cadges lighting the way towards the living room. You turned around towards Hoseok in shock. "Did- Did you do all this?" You asked him and he gave you a bright smile nodding. "I hope you like it." He said and you nodded. "Are you kidding?! I love it! Hope... You're so sweet." You said, a tear leaving your eyes.

Hoseok wrapped you in your arms letting out a soft chuckle. "Oh baby, don't cry now." He wipes the tear away that fell out of your eye. "This is supposed to be a happy day." He told you. You smiled through your tears. "It's just that- You're just so sweet Hobi, you're amazing and so kind and caring towards me. I can't help it." You said.

Hoseok softly kissed your lips. "It's alright love. I like doing cute and sweet stuff for you. Seeing you happy makes me happy. You know that. The only thing I want is for you to feel loved." He said. He turned you around, holding your hand. "Now go walk a bit further. I got another surprise for you." You gave him a questionable look before walking further.

"T-Taehyung?!" You run towards him and unfolded him into a tight hug. "You're here. You're really here!" When you left Korea Taehyung didn't. He decided to stay, going back to his family and live there for a while, while he would try finding a new job. You thought you would never see him again and here he was, right in your arms.

"Did you set this all up?!" You asked, pulling away from your arms. The boy laughed and nodded. "How did you manage to do all this?" You asked, looking around the room. There were red, pink and white balloons hanging at the ceiling, small red paper hearts were covering the curtains and of course the many candles and rose petals all over the place. "Thank you so much for this. Both of you. This is so cute." You said, your hands on your chest as you looked at the two boys and the work they pulled off.

"Oh, where are my manners." You said, fanning your head. "Sit down Tae! It's been so long. I wanna talk and know everything that happen with you while I was gone. You want something to drink?"

Taehyung laughed and stopped you. "It's alright Y/n. You don't need to do all this." He gave you a sweet smile. "Besides, this evening is supposed to be only you and Hoseok. I stay here for two weeks so enough time to talk later. You go and enjoy your night with your manz." Taehyung said, raising his eyebrows and taking his jacket off of the couch. "I'll leave you alone now. Have a great night guys!" He said, winking and smirking at you as he passed by. "See you tomorrow!"

You laughed as he left the place. "Aish that little-" You said as you watched him leave. Hoseok stood behind you again to hug you. He loved giving back hug's a lot lately. Even while you were sleeping he would always spoon you. "Baby?" Hoseok called out your name while he placed his head on your shoulder. "Let's do what Taehyung said and make this night ours." Hoseok said. "And how are you planning to do that Mister Jung?" You asked your boyfriend teasingly.

He took a deep breath. "I don't know yet Misses Jung." You turned around and looked at him in shock. In the past year he had never used his last name to address you until now. "Misses Jung?" He nodded and smiled taking a step backwards and suddenly going down on one knee. Your hands went to cover your mouth in chock. Was this real? Was he really just... proposing to you?

Hoseok pulled a small box out of his pocket and opened it. "Y/n Lee, what would you think of becoming Misses Jung? Will you marry me?" He asked sweetly. He was smiling but you knew inside he was very nervous. So you didn't made him wait long and started nodding your head. "Yes, a thousand times yes. I would love to become your wife Hope." You said and Hoseok's smile widened even more as he stood up again and held you close, his lips meeting yours into a soft but passionate kiss. "You have no idea how happy you make me right now." He said, kissing you over and over again.

You were expected to get the ring around your finger but Hoseok just tossed the box onto the couch and picked you up bridle style. You gasped as he swept you from your feet quite literally. "Let's go celebrate this upstairs, shell we?" He asked and you giggled, caressing his cheek and nodding, kissing his lips as he carried you both upstairs towards your room.

"I love you Hope."

"I love you too, Y/n. My miss mafia."

[angelvyxen]

“𝐈’𝐦 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲.”

In which you’re Melo’s best friend & ex he’s not over

“What do you think of this?” You asked Melo as you turned around. He was laying back on your bed, scrolling through his phone. He moved his phone to the side and peeked over at you, “It’s straight.”

“It’s straight?”

“Yea, you look good.” He nodded.

You huffed and made your way towards your closet to rework your fit for the night again.

“C’mon bruh, I said you look straight! Why you changing again?”

“Because just looking ‘straight’ isn’t good enough. I need to look... I need to look..” you trailed off, looking for a word that encompasses just how much of a bad bitch you wanted to be tonight. "I need to look like City Girl meets Megan the Stallion."

"My nigga, what?"

"Just know I need to look good, Melo. Okay? Reef is going to be there tonight and I need to make sure I have every little bit of his attention."

Melo rolled his eyes from across the room when you mentioned Shareef.

"Man, fuck that nigga." You heard him grumble which made you laugh, asking,

"What do you have against Shareef?"

"I don't have anything against dude."

"Yes, you do. You've been on him since I mentioned I like him." You stepped out of your closet and leaned against the door frame to look him in the eyes.

"He's a bitch." He shrugged before looking back at his phone.

"What do you mean?"

"What I said. He's a bitch and you don't need to be associating with someone like that."

You rolled your eyes, "Negro, please," and stepped back into the closet. “You gotta chill on him.”

“How you Shaq’s son and still ain’t made it to the league yet?”

“He had health issues Melo, you know that. Please don’t go that low just because you don’t like him for no good reason.”

Melo sucked his teeth and leaned back on your bed, focusing back on his phone. “I got numerous good reasons.” He grumbled to himself.

“What was that?” You asked, poking your head out of the closet again.

“Nothing man! Finish getting ready, we late cause of you.”

“Uh huh, whatever.”

You settled for something basic, but cute. A pair of black jeans, your favorite color way of the Jordan 1s Melo had gotten you for Christmas last year and a matching graphic tee with some jewelry to bump up the outfit.

“You look good.” Melo remarked, his eyes following you as he opened the passenger door of his jet black Rolls-Royce Cullinan for you. You were happy you got to spend today with him. Both of your schedules never seemed to align anymore since the season started for him and you started a new job.

“Thank you best friend.” You grinned as you slid into the passenger seat of his car. He shut the door and walked around the car, opening his door and sliding into his own seat.

You held out your hand and he placed his phone in it before starting the car. As he was backing out of the driveway you unlocked his phone and went to his Apple Music. You scrolled through his playlists until you came to your favorite one, ‘Vibes 🥵🤞🏼💕’. You plugged in the aux cord before hitting shuffle and set his phone down. ‘Get you’ by Daniel Caesar started to play a few moments later. Melo raised his brows before a wide smile spread across his face and he said loudly, “Oh say less! Whatchu tryna do?”

“Boy, what are you talking about?” You giggled as you looked at the goofy expression on his face.

“You playing my grown folks music playlist, you tryna start something?” He looked over at you.

“Ew,” you scrunched up your face.

“Man don’t act like you don’t want this body.”

“Boy bye. I would never.”

“Oh word, so you wouldn’t kiss me right now?” He puckered his lips at you.

You shook your head and looked in the other direction, “Nope.”

“Girl stop playing and give me them lips.” He gently gripped your chin, forcing your head to turn and started to lean in close. This wouldn’t be the first time you kissed Melo. The nature of you two’s friendship was different than most. The two of you used to date but decided after a couple months that you’d be better as friends. Since you were already comfortable with one another, doing boyfriend-girlfriend things weren’t awkward. Long hugs, cuddling, and occasional kissing weren’t anything to you when it came to him.

Before both of your lips touched the car jerked to the side which made you realize he was still driving.

“Focus on the road!” You said sharply as the car jerked back to the opposite side, making it centered in the road again. Melo was laughing the entire time and you hit him in his chest, “That wasn’t fucking funny. I’m too young to die.”

“Relax, you still alive. Aren’t you? Always overreacting.”

You rolled your eyes and faced front, crossing your arms over one another.

“Aye,” he reached over and gently flicked your cheek, “Fix your face. The shit isn’t that serious for you to be catching an attitude over.”

You pushed his hand away, keeping your eyes in front of you.

“Cmon man, don’t start this. We were just having a good time.”

You kept quiet and you heard him sigh loudly. A second later you felt a hand on your thigh, rubbing up and down.

“You wanna get some food later?” He asked, knowing that that phrase alone would get your attitude in check.

“What kind?”

“Del Taco?”

You unfolded you arms and Melo laughed, “You so fucking fat.”

“Aht, don’t fuck up nigga. I’ll catch my attitude all over again.”

He nodded, “Heard you. I take it back.”

“As you should.” You said as you picked up your phone to play some games to pass the time. You settled on temple run, tapping your nails against the screen as you waiting for the game to load.

You squealed excitedly when you saw a text from Shareef pop up at the top of your screen. Melo glanced over at you confused as you typed up a response.

“Who you talking to?” He asked, trying to see what was happening on your phone screen.

“Shareef.” You answered and almost instantly heard him suck his teeth. You ignored his clear distaste for your crush and asked, “He asked if I’m sliding through, do you think ‘Yea, can’t wait to see you’ is good or does that make me sound too eager?”

“How about you just don’t text the nigga at all or you text him no and we just don’t go to the party at all.”

“Melo,” you whined, “I really like him, can you set aside the hate you have for him, please? For me?”

“Why do you even like him so much?”

“Well he’s kind,”

“Any one can be ‘kind’. Next.”

“He makes me laugh,”

“That’s not a valid reason. Clowns can do that. Then again, he is a clown ass nigga so,” Melo shrugged his shoulders and you rolled your eyes, deciding to ignore the statement.

“He’s cute,”

“He look like a big toe.”

“Melo! No he does not!”

“Yes he do. And his teeth all crooked. He need some braces. In fact, remind me to give dude my dentist’s number.”

You rolled your eyes and continued to list your reasons,

“He listens to me,”

Melo sucked his teeth, “So I don’t listen to you?”

“Where did you even get that from? See, now you’re just pulling shit out of thin air to be mad about. What is your problem?”

“Nothing. I just think it’s wild how this nigga come into the picture and all of a sudden I’m getting wiped out of it.”

“Melo what are you talking about?”

“So we just about to act like you haven’t been texting or calling me as much? And we finna act like you don’t want to come see me no more cause you’re always with him?”

“That is not true.”

“Yes it is. Wasn’t it just last week I offered to fly you out to Houston to see my game and you said no cause you and that nigga was supposed to be hanging out all weekend?”

“Oh my God, you still mad about that? Grow up.”

“Grow up? So it’s just fuck my feelings now cause he here?”

“How am I supposed to get to know him if I’m always with you?! I can have a life outside of you LaMelo!” You raised your voice slightly as you started to get heated. You didn’t understand why he wasn’t happy for you, he was supposed to be your friend.

“Why do you even want to get to know him! Ain’t shit to know! He don’t do shit, he don’t have shit but his daddy’s money and a fucked up hairline anyways!”

“Okay, now you’re about to get me mad.”

“Oh me talking about your lil boyfriend make you mad? Man fuck him! It’s not like he’s about to wife you no how! He’s probably trying to hit it and quit it, it’s not like you hard to get at.”

You stared at him for a second, wanting to believe that he didn’t just say what he said out of spite of all things.

“Fuck you! Don’t be mad at me because you’re too attached to me to get your own girlfriend!”

“Oh, I’m too attached now? That’s what we going with?”

“Nigga that’s what’s been happening! You’re so jealous you can’t even let me be happy!”

The two of you pulled up in front of the house party and he stopped the car, leaned back in his seat and looked down at you.

“Alright shut the fuck up. You about to get me hot.”

“Now you want to be a pussy when I tell you the truth. Typical.”

“I said shut the fuck up bruh. I’m not tryna get mad at you.”

You turned towards him in your seat, “You know what your problem is? You can’t get over that lil relationship we had. You need to build a bridge and leave that shit in the past, it was never that serious.” You said. Deep down you didn’t mean it but he already took the argument too far by calling you an easy fuck.

His jaw clenched as he ground his teeth behind his closed lips and his brows furrowed ever so slightly, leaving a small crease in his forehead.

“Oh, so now you don’t got shit to say no more?” You questioned, looking up at him.

He picked up his key and phone, opened the door and got out of the car, slamming the door behind him. You watched as he was walked into the party leaving you behind. You blew out some air to calm yourself down before grabbing your things and getting out.

When you walked into the house you couldn’t spot Melo anywhere but your attention was quickly taken away from trying to find him when you felt an arm snake around your waist. You looked up at Shareef, a smile spreading across your face.

“Hey!” You greeted.

“Hey. You look good.” He replied, pulling you into a quick side hug. “Those shoes are fire.”

“Thank you.”

“I didn’t think you were coming still. You read my text and didn’t reply.”

“Oh! My bad I just.. I got distracted on my way here.”

“Uh huh. You came with your boy?” He asked referring to Melo.

“Yeah.”

“He just walked in here looking mad at the world. Y’all had an argument or sum in the car?”

Shareef started to walk you around the house, away from the main party.

“Something like that. We just didn’t see eye to eye on something.. can we not talk about him, I’m here with you right now, I want to focus on you.” You looked up at Shareef, smiling.

For the next couple hours you hung out with Shareef in the backyard by the fire pit. There were a couple chairs set up in a circle around it so the both of you made yourselves welcome. The two of you talked about any and everything, only leaving to go refill your drinks a few times throughout the night.

“So that’s why I decided to do indisciplinary studies instead of just majoring in one thing.”

You nodded as Shareef finished telling you about his college plans. You liked that he was so goal focused and not all of his goals in life pertained to having a career in the nba like his dad.

“So-” you were cut off by the sound of a familiar voice.

“Yo!”

Both you and Shareef turned to be met with his friend Josh Christopher who you’ve only met a handful of times, another 2 friends you didn’t know and.. Melo.. with a girl under his arm. They all had girls with them but Melo stuck out to you the most.

“Y’all mind if we sit?” Josh asked, already picking a chair and sitting down.

“Go ahead.” Reef said and you just smiled politely watching all of them sit and pull the girls they were with into their laps since there weren’t enough chairs.

You crossed your ankles, feeling uncomfortable as Melo took a seat directly across from you. You still felt tense about the argument the two of you had earlier but he didn’t seem to care much anymore as he was feeling up the girl, who wouldn’t stop giggling, in front of you.

Everyone started to talk as a group and you said a few things here and there but mainly kept to yourself.

“So, Reef,” Josh said getting everyone’s attention, “I don’t mean to be nosy or nothing.. but imma be nosy, what’s going on with you and her?” He nodded his head towards you.

“Whatchu mean?” Shareef laughed

“You know what I mean. Is that your girl? Is future Mrs. O’Neil in our presence?”

Shareef looked over at you, “You wanna be future Mrs. O’Neil?” He asked, a wide smile on his face.

You returned the smile and shrugged, “Maybe, maybe not. We’ll see.” You laughed. You managed to catch Melo’s glare as you turned your head. He had completely stopped giving the girl in his lap attention and his eyes were dead set on you as he wore the same expression he did in the car before he stormed out earlier.

You ignored his dirty look and him, looking back at Shareef as the two of you got back into your own conversation.

“Did I already tell you you look good tonight?” He asked as he moved closer to you.

“I believe you did.” You grinned, also moving closer to him. You had already shut Melo out of your mind.

“Well, just to let you know, you look good tonight.” He commented and you responded with a giggle, “Nah, but for real, you look good. I like your makeup and that shiny stuff you got on your lips.”

“My lipgloss?” You questioned, cocking a brow at the fact he acted as though he didn’t know what lipgloss was.

“Mhm. It smells nice. Like strawberries.”

“It’s strawberry flavored. Fun fact.”

“Does it taste like strawberries too?” He was getting very close to your face, you could almost feel his breath against you.

You leaned in, further closing the small gap between you two and whispered, “Find out.”

You were caught of guard when instead of feeling Shareef’s lips against yours you felt yourself getting pulled back and stood up. You looked back as you were quickly being dragged away from the group and of course, Melo was the one pulling you away.

He was facing the house so you couldn’t see his face.

“Melo! Let me go!” You struggled out, trying to yank your arm out of his grip, which only made him hold on tighter.

“Aye!” You looked back at the group, seeing Shareef stand up while everyone else looked amongst themselves in confusion.

Shareef grabbed your free arm making Melo stop and look back at him.

“Whatchu doing bruh? Let her go.” Reef said as he tugged you towards him.

“Imma give you 2 seconds to let go of her before I punch you dead in your shit.”

“I don’t want to fight you. We in public bro, just chill out and let her go.”

“One.”

“I know you her friend and all but you’re overdoing this shit. I know you’re not about to hit me in front of all these-”

Before Shareef could finish his sentence, one of Melo’s fists went flying at his face. Luckily, he dodged it but that didn’t stop Melo from swinging again.

“Melo! Chill out!” You placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back.

“Yo, go talk to your boy. He wildin’.” Shareef had already let you go by now.

“I will. Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be back.” You told him as Melo had already started pulling you away again.

“You won’t.” You heard Melo grumble as he pulled out through the back door of the house.

“Slow down!” You said as he brought you upstairs before opening a door and pushing you inside the room. The door closed and you heard a click as the door locked. He flipped on the light and you could now see he brought you into a bathroom.

You looked back at him, an angry expression on your face. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He didn’t respond as he backed you up into the counter behind you. He reached behind you and picked up a small towel and then grabbed your face. “What are you-”

“Shut the fuck up. Damn! You talk to much.” He cut you off harshly before starting to roughly wipe the lipgloss off of your lips.

“You got me all the way fucked up right now.” He continued to grumble as he flipped on the tap behind you and wet the towel before bringing it back to your lips and wiping again, “Do it taste like strawberries too? Find out,” he mocked, “I can’t believe your ass.” He grumbled as he continued to wipe.

You pushed his hand away from your mouth, “What is your issue?!”

“Don’t ask me no stupid shit like that. You know exactly what my issue is.”

“No, I don’t. I don’t see why you had to come and embarrass me in front of everyone like that.” You hit his chest which made him take a step back.

“I embarrassed you?” He said shocked, as if he wasn’t the one in the wrong.

“YES!” You said louder than you had intended for it to come out. You almost felt like crying thinking back on what had just taken place. “What is your issue today?! First you basically call me an easy hoe in the car and now this?! Did you even for a second stop to think about my feelings?!”

“No.” He shrugged, “Cause you never thought about mine. And don’t act like you didn’t say some foul shit too. Our relationship ‘was never that serious’ you remember that?”

“You can’t use that against me, you’re the one that started everything. I don’t understand why you can’t just be happy for me.”

“Be happy for you?” He made a face, “How do you expect me to be happy seeing the woman I love move on and rub that shit in my face? You want me to be happy about that? I tried to tolerate it but you want me to keep a straight face and act like it doesn’t bother me when you give another nigga attention the way you use to give me?” He stepped closer to you, now only a few centimeters separated both of your bodies, “You expect me to sit up here with a straight face as you’re about to kiss someone else? I admit, I was wrong for doing that in front of all those people but can you blame me?… I thought I could keep my shit together and be just friends with you but to be honest,”

He he cut himself off and picked you up and placed you on the counter, standing in between your legs and placed both his hands on either side of you before saying, “I didn’t want to break up to begin with. I’m greedy baby. Ion wanna share you with nobody.” His soft lips brushed against yours before capturing them in a warm kiss. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as your arms snaked around his neck.

His lips moved down to your neck, you moaned as you felt his teeth gently bite down on your skin while he kissed and sucked around the area. You already knew he’d leave a hickey. One of his hands started to creep up your shirt, gently tracing your stomach before making its way to your back and unhooked your bra. He pulled away from your neck and pulled your shirt off of you from the bottom, up and discarded it behind him before sliding each of your bra straps off your shoulders and tossing the bra on the floor like he did your shirt.

He placed his lips back on yours as his both of his hands started to fondle your breasts. He lightly squeezed the left one and pinched your right nipple with his other hand which made you squeal. He chuckled into the kiss and did it again, this time pinching both nipples harder than he had before which evoked the same sound from you.

“Be gentle, they’re sensitive.” You mumbled.

“I know,” he mumbled back, repeating the same action again, smiling as he watched you pull away from the kiss, throwing your head back slightly with your eyes shut tightly, “That’s why I like doing it.”

He brought you back into the kiss, moving his hands from your breasts (to your relief) and placed them by your sides. A moment later his hands got busy again, with his right one unzipping your jeans while the left one spread your legs further. His right hand snaked into your pants. You were dripping in anticipation, waiting to feel his fingers stroke your sensitive skin but instead he touched you from outside your panties. You felt his index finger rub your clit through the thin fabric and whimpered out needily, “Melo please,” you said breathlessly, breaking the kiss.

“Please, what?”

“Touch me.” It was torture having his finger so close but feeling so far.

Instead of doing what you asked oh so kindly for he removed his hand and went back to undressing you. He stepped back and grabbed one of your feet, untying one of your sneakers and setting it down on the ground before moving to the other one, untying the laces painfully slow. Once your sneakers were off he grabbed the waistband of your jeans and started to pull the article of clothing off of your legs. Once half your thigh was exposed he bent down and pressed a kiss on one of your thighs. “This was always my favorite part of your body.” He said quietly as he continued to pull your jeans down your legs. He pulled them off the rest of the way and let them fall to the ground after he pulled them off your ankles.

He refocused his attention back on your thighs, pressing a few, scattered, soft kisses on them as he inched back up towards your pussy. He licked your inner thigh, making you shiver before saying, “This,” he took his index finger and pressed it directly against your clit, “Is my second favorite part of you.”

Your hands grabbed the hem of your panties and tried to pull them down but he stopped you, lightly smacking away your hands and stood up straight once more.

“Melo..” you whined as you watched his lips stray farther and farther away from your pussy.

“Uh uh, no whining, you fucked up yourself.” He leaned in close, “What’s my one rule when we making love?”

“Not to touch myself.” You replied quietly, “But you were teasing.”

“That don’t matter my love.” He pecked your lips, “A rule is a rule.”

He pulled away and took off his shirt. You watched as his tanned abs and then his number 1 tattoo on his chest were exposed. He dropped his shirt on the ground and you took in his appearance for a second. His gold chains were shining under the light. You watched as he slipped off his shoes and then took a step back before waving you over and then pointing a finger down on the ground. You slid off the counter and got your knees in front of him. No words needed to be said, you knew what he wanted. You slid his slim-fit sweatpants down his legs. He made it easier for you by kicking them off his ankles.

You reached up, your hands feeling the bulge in his underwear. You looked up into his eyes, putting on your most innocent look face as your lips pressed against his tip through the fabric before you lightly drug your tongue against it. You could feel his hard on strain against the fabric as you did so. You, wanting him in your mouth already and too eager to continue teasing, pulled his underwear down his legs. His dick sprung out, almost hitting his stomach.

Your mouth hung open slightly as your eyes focused on all maybe 8 or 9 inches of his length. It throbbed slightly, some precum leaking out of the tip and down the base. Melo grabbed the base of his dick and guided it towards your lips, only needing to say “Open,” before you parted your lips and let him push each inch into your mouth.

You bobbed your head, guiding your tongue all along his length, outlining each vein, before moving it back to the tip, swirling it around. “Fuck,” he rasped out as his hands tangled in your hair, giving him a good grip on your head. He tried to push more of himself into your mouth but you stopped him, pulling back. “It can’t fit all in my mouth,” you said, using the time his dick was out of your mouth to catch your breath. “We’ll make it fit down your throat then.” He said as he pushed his shaft back into your mouth. When you felt his tip hit the back of your throat you gagged loudly to which he instructed, “Relax. Relax your throat.”

You did as he said, relaxing the best you could as you felt the tip of his dick move past the back of your throat and downward. You watched as each inch disappeared and your nose pressed against his stomach. “Good girl,” you heard him remark in a breathy moan. He pulled back again to let you breath before pushing his entire length down your throat once more. He got into rhythm, fucking your throat and guiding your head. It got sloppy quick, saliva dripping off of his dick and onto the floor and onto the both of you in the process. He thrusted down your throat one last time before cumming with a loud moan. You nearly choked as he came ropes down your throat without warning but somehow survived it without one gag. He pulled his saliva coated dick out of your mouth with a satisfied sigh and you swallowed the left over cum and saliva in your mouth.

He scooped you up and you felt yourself being set back on the counter. To your surprise he kissed you, rolling his tongue against yours as he slipped off your panties. Your juices had leaked through them and were starting to come down your legs. Something about sucking dick made you so horny. Melo’s head dipped down but you grabbed it, saying, “Just fuck me.” You didn’t even want head anymore. He did as you wanted, pressing his tip against your entrance before pushing in each inch of his dick slowly. You let out a satisfied moan, enjoying the feeling of having him back inside you after so long. He placed his head in the crook of your neck as his dick bottomed out inside you and you gripped his shoulders. You felt his lips brush against your ear before hearing, “It feels so good to be in my pussy again,” before he pulled out and thrust back in roughly, “And no other nigga better have been in it.” You let out a moan in response while shaking your head.

He fucked you like a mad man, thrusting in out of you faster and harder than you could comprehend. Your eyes started to subconsciously roll to the back of your head and your mouth hung open as a trail of endless moans left your lips. “You feel so good,” he whispered in your ear which set you off. You cleaned around his shaft, your nails gripped his back tighter and you started to cum all over his dick to which he responded with a groan saying, “You don’t know how good that feels,”

He fucked you on the counter for a few more minutes before you felt yourself getting picked up. Without missing a beat, or pulling out of you he switched your position, having you now bent over the counter. He gave your head him towards the mirror, “I want you to watch while we make love.” He leaned in close, switching the pass or his thrusts. “How does it feel?” He asked as he placed a kiss on your neck.

“I-it feels..” you struggled to get out, trying to keep your head up like he wanted.

The kisses moved from your neck to your cheek, “How it feel baby, talk to me.”

“It feels good.” You moaned out, “It feels so good daddy.”

“There you go,” he said as his thrusts picked up again. You let out another embarrassingly loud moan when you felt his fingers rub your very sensitive clit and he asked, “You love me? Hm?” Before feeling a kiss on your shoulder blade.

“Yes baby, oh my god, I love you so muchhh.”

He chuckled before using his free hand to face your face towards him. He pressed his lips against yours, trying to give you a kiss but you were moaning too much to kiss him back. He faced your head back towards the mirror, “You not letting no nigga take my place again, right?”

“Noo, never again,” you replied breathlessly before letting out another loud moan as you came everywhere once again.

“Good.” He placed a small peck on your cheek and let go of your head and moved his other hand from your pussy. He then gripped both of your arms and held them behind your back as he stood up straight and fucked you mercilessly.

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I didn’t think I’d finish this today, but here I am, hours later lmao. I hope you all enjoyed. People have been asking me to do an imagine where Melo likes his best friend and they have sex for so long lmao so I hope this satisfied those anons.

Side note: imagine Melo telling you he doesn’t want to share you with nobody else but himself 😩

Please excuse any errors. I’m tired lol.

[gallawitchxx]

the great ship gallavich 🛳

in order to share the great tidings of this blessed ship with a friend, my monster self put together an interactive ditty of 11 seasons of love!!!! which i now share with all of you below the cut! it starts as a story with accompanying clips, but by the end essentially devolves into my most heartfelt opinions of prison boyfriends & silly husbands 🥺😇

please note that it is in no way complete, of course--many i c o n i c scenes are missing--but it is enough to get someone //on board// or to simply enjoy yourself at any point during your love affair with these angsty, sweet, smutty boys.

In short, Ian is a wild ride, Mickey also hops on babe, their love is everlasting, the fandom is alive and well, and who knew that two gay boys from the Southside of Chicago would provide one of the best queer arcs on TV?!

I HOPE YOU LOVE! xx

huge thanks to Gallavich Scenes on youtube for supplying the clips. they do have a playlist of all of the scenes if you're down the rabbit hole and want to fill in the blanks.

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Ian Gallagher is a middle child through and through. Fiona and Lip came before him, after him Debbie, Carl and Liam. Frank and Monica aren't the most attentive parents--Frank's a committed alcoholic, while Monica refuses to medicate for bipolar and has largely ditched the kids for her girlfriend Bob. In fact, Frank's not even Ian's real dad thanks to a brief encounter between Monica and Frank's brother Clayton.That could also account for why he's the only one of the siblings, besides Fiona, to be in ROTC and to work a real job. Well, if you can call stocking shelves at the Kash and Grab a real job. The perks aren't bad though when you're also fucking K*sh, your (older, married) boss. **no need to see any of this gross grooming, ya feel?**

Work has been a bit tough ever since Mandy Milkovich told her brothers that Ian tried to rape her. He didn't of course, just pushed her off when she tried to stick her tongue down his throat. It's not anything against her--he's gay! on the Southside!--but even when she called off the cavalry, her brother Mickey Milkovich (the dirtiest white boy in America **out of chronological order, but so funny**) didn't get the memo. He'd come by the store and terrorize the place, ultimately stealing a gun off of Kash...which Ian went to retrieve... Lord knows what happened in that moment, but it was ON. Things got tense when they were almost caught by Terry, Mickey's violent, homophobic, Nazi father, but in the end, he did get the gun back (plus, a different kind of warning).

So, now, they're hooking up. Like, it's a thing. Until K*sh catches them. **this is quickly becoming ~a theme~** Things got a bit complicated after that, but this should bring you up to speed...

And visit him in juvie he does, and it's the CUTEST FUCKING THING. **also you should know that the hand touching the glass and Mickey's line after were improvised... and also the official script of this scene ends with the stage direction, These two were meant for each other. SWOON!**

Of course, Ian is there when Mickey gets out of juvie and they commence the Summer of Secret Boy Love™️. Ian even gets Mickey a job at the Kash and Grab of all places. A redemption arc/a great excuse to spend more time together. Unfortunately, it's not the most private of places to hook up and Frank catches them, sending Mickey into a rather ~hurtful~ tailspin. He spares Frank, but punches a cop instead and is sent back to juvie. At least in the joint Mickey's safe from the wrath of his homophobic dad, Terry.

Luckily, Ian doesn't have to wait long before Mickey's out again. Well, he didn't really wait.. He's actually been seeing Ned, a much older guy, because has a type (daddy issues). Soon, Mickey's jealous, wondering what Ian sees in that "geriatric viagroid," which leads to their first kiss!!!! And their first sleepover!!!, which feels almost like a first date!!!!

Now BIG TW/CW: Because the gays can never have peace or nice things, Terry comes home early the next morning, catches them fucking and BIGGER TW/CW: beats the shit out of them both, calls a Russian hooker in and makes her r*pe/fuck the gay out of Mickey while Ian watches... This also leads to Mickey beating up Ian when Ian tries to get him to admit that he's gay and in love with him... **again, no need to watch any of this happen, it's fucking awful for everyone**

Also fucking awful, the hooker gets pregnant and Mickey is forced to  m a r r y  h e r. Ian obviously tries to stop things, but Mickey tells him he doesn't really have a choice here. He goes through with the marriage, Ian freaks and decides to steal Lip's ID and enlist in the army. Mickey can't bring himself to ask him not to... and Ian heads out.

The family starts to worry about Ian, and they soon find out that he deserted basic training after stealing and crashing a helicopter (coolcoolcool), and he's now dancing and turning  t r i c k s  at a gay club in Boystown (coolcoolcoolcool). They eventually enlist Mickey's help in finding him and Mickey heads to the club in what is undeniably one of his hottest  l e w k s  of all time. He waits around until the end of Ian's shift, where he finds him drugged and passed out behind the club and takes him home. Mickey's pregnant wife, Svetlana, wants none of whatever this is and kicks Ian out. He goes back to the Gallagher house, saying he'll only go back with Mickey if he promises to please him  ~whenever he wants~ !.

Now, this is where we enter the BOYFRIEND ERA. It's good, it's good, IT'S GOOD. First, the CLUB KISS. Then, "together." Next, THIS FUCKING SCENE. Which leads us to an ultimatum, a big fucking deal of a reveal, this truly incredible scene (**most of which is also improvised by Noel fucking Fisher, aka Mickey, aka the most underrated actor of all time**) and finally, two boyfriends, out and together!!!! The fandom is ~beside themselves~.

Only problem is... You may have caught on to the fact that Ian's been acting a bit... manic.  And what comes up, must come down. Slash the writers HATE GAY PEOPLE BEING HAPPY TOGETHER... So, after Mickey's big coming out, when he's the MOST TENDER, Ian can't get out of bed, which ultimately leads to this heart breaking scene between the Gallaghers and Mickey, in which they realize he could be bipolar... Ian's able to pull it together long enough to give us this cute moment, this *deleted scene*/ s o f t  s e x  /manic ~pixie~ dream, and this playful charade. But then, of course, his bipolar starts running the show again -- he cheats on Mickey, makes a bareback porno for money, and steals Mickey's baby -- and the family has no choice but to commit him to a psych ward. **there are many many tender scenes in this season, so if this is your jam, I'm happy to point you in the right direction, but didn't want to overwhelm/depress** They struggle here, of course, and Mickey almost can't handle it, but he pulls it the fuck together and goes to get his man.

Mickey really becomes a great caretaker, helping Ian to take his meds and not feel bad about some of the less than desirable side effects. Seriously, who knew Mickey Milkovich had it in him?!?! But Ian is unhappy and numb, and tries desperately to reconnect with Mickey the only way they know how: drinking, fighting and fucking. Sadly, their joy is cut short due to a plethora of extremely terrible events **again, can send, but ugh** and Ian ends up breaking up with Mickey.

One of those events lands Mickey in prison/Noel Fisher decides to leave the show maybe due to a financially-fueled feud with the showrunner??? and we say goodbye to Mickey for the majority of 2. Whole. Seasons. Ian dates some dudes, but no one is Mickey, the fandom knows this, the writer's know this, and so FINALLY, Mickey escapes from prison, lures Ian to ~their spot~  where he tells him he's going to Mexico and asks him to come with him. Then, they have this lusty night at the docks, this tender morning after, and Ian, of course, decides to go along for the ride!!!!

Their road trip is full of incredible hijinks, roadside rendezvous, and Taylor Swift references. They ditch Mickey's cellmate and finally do put out that blanket and look at shooting stars (**remember their Secret Summer of Boy Love where Mickey roasts him about being too sappy?**), and then they're  r i g h t  at the border when Ian fucking blows it all to hell. **that's honestly one of my very favorite scenes, especially because a) the kiss is FIRE and b) Mickey's wearing a dress, another thing he swore earlier he wouldn't do, and looks fucking GOOD IN IT**

So, then we're without Mickey again for almost another 2. Whole. Seasons... Ian goes back to Chicago, goes off his meds, starts a movement to stop conversion therapy on queer teens and starts going by  G A Y  J E S U S  **yes, really** before blowing up a van in protest and getting thrown in jail for arson. The good news? His cellmate is really fucking hot. **the kiss was improvised, the Frank Ocean is immaculate, ...just heaven**

Now, we enter the era of PRISON BOYFRIENDS. It's the hottest era if you ask me. They've never looked better. And Noel Fisher signs on again as a series regular, so this is where the fandom gets serviced. We get horny (and frustrated) boys, we get tender talks, we get mutual ILYS, and we get post-prison reunions.

Then, we enter the era of DOMESTIC BITCHES. Also a hot era, but complicated because their shared parole officer ends up dead and Ian and Mickey both think the other did it... So, in the span of just a single episode, we get A PROPOSAL, a CITY HALL KISS BETWEEN FIANCES, a CHANGED MIND, and a BROKEN HEART AND A BROKEN LEG. A true whirlwind. Mickey then pretends to move on, Ian shares some insecurities, and finally we get A REAL PROPOSAL, this fucking hot ass scene in which Mickey stands up to his Dad, many scenes of Bridezilla Mickey (**something we didn't know we needed until we got it**), a tender moment between almost-husbands, and a WEDDING! And before we enter the era of Husbands for real... the SHIP NAME ENTERS CANON. **there are more scenes where all of these storylines are concerned, of course, but I picked you the best ones/the ones that make the most sense without knowing other plot points**

We made it to the final season, the HUSBAND ERA. It's off to an interesting start. The boys negotiate the terms of their marriage, they fight, they have this oddly graphic sex scene that references the Jonas Brothers and then this follow up sex scene to the music of, you guessed it, the Jonas Brothers!, they fight some more, they get put in their places, they try to be a "normal" couple, but realize it's not for them..., they start a security business together, the show decides to cut the only scene in the whole season that shows Mickey being an attentive partner who cares about Ian's mental health..., they steal an ambulance for their new business/pleasure, they help to take care of Terry (Mickey's Dad), who got shot and is paralyzed (but can unfortunately still talk...), they go to a gay orgy (the fandom ~cringed~), they sing Ariana Grande in the bathroom together, they deal with Terry's death (good riddance, motherfucker), they get their own apartment on the *gasp* WEST SIDE where Ian calls Mickey "baby" (the fandom ~rejoiced~), they actually maybe communicate about their feelings???, they wonder if they'll ever be ready to have kids, and they celebrate their first wedding anniversary!!!!

A N D  S C E N E ! ! ! ! They live happily, ever after in fanfic forever.

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