#I swear if I spill anything on this dress day I'm just going to melt to the ground wicked witch style

[guhhhhhhhhhhh]

So I decided last minute to make a dress last night for a party I'm going to today. Because I had the fabric and I had the dress I was copying and I just went "fuck it" and proceeded to spend 5 hours just grinding it out. And like. I've only made like three pieces of clothing before. And all those had a pattern. Last night I just looked at a dress and said "yeah I can do that" and worked some kind of magic to turn a 70s tablecloth into a pretty sundress. With no instruction! I'm in awe of my ability to just....do that. I keep looking at the dress incredulously like........how did that happen?? 12 hours ago you were a tablecloth???? This has to be how parents look at their children.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Go Go Let's Go! Let's Go! Dateko! (Pt 3)

⚠️THIS FIC IS 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI ⚠️

Warnings: angst, swearing, fluff, smut mentioned

Word count: 7,000 +

You wake up the next morning fully exhausted.

After yet another round before you both cooked dinner, you ended dinner with Takuro fucking you against the wall as you gushed around his cock.

You hadn't fucked that much since you were in your early 20s. And for a man in his late 40s, Takuros stamina was unmatched.

It took you an hour to pack up and leave because he had to fuck you again in the bedroom and on the couch.

"I seriously can't get enough of you" He says as he walks you to your car.

"Well we will definitely be having more sleep overs very soon" you say as he kisses you.

"Dont leave" he says, hugging you tightly "Please stay"

"Taku I can't Kenji will be home soon" you say as you places kisses on his neck.

"When are we going to tell him Y/N? He deserves to know" Takuro said

He was right. Kenji needed to know.  The last thing you wanted was to lie to your son,

"I'll talk to him tonight ok" you say as Takuro smiles at you and kisses you goodbye.

You arrive home grabbing your bag from the car. You hope Kenji isn't home yet as you approach your house. You see a light on.

fuck

You open the door and walk in.

"Hi Kenji, sorry I'm late. I was at grandma and gran-" you say as you look up to see your son glaring at you.

"Kenji are you ok?" You say with concern on your face.

"Oh I don't know mom. How would you feel if you saw your mother kiss your coach in public?" He says as your eyes widen.

"Thought I was going to grab some snacks but turns out I got a whole ass meal in the form of my mother making out with my volleyball coach! What in the actual fuck mom? How long? How long have you been lying to me?" He screams at you as you shutter back

You've never seen your son so angry as he is right now.

"It's one thing for you to come to out games Mom but for you to date my coach?? Seriously mom that's too far" Kenji screams at you as you stand there absorbing it all.

"I mean Jesus Christ mom! You couldn't go an date some other random man! Why can't you just get your own life! Instead you have to fuck my coach! I hate you!" He screams as he stomps to his room slamming his door.

You can't say anything. You're completely frozen.

He hated you. The words swarmed your mind over and over 

Had you going out with Takurō really affected Kenji this much? You feel your eyes begin to swell as tears began to roll down your cheeks. You turn, slowly moving to your room as you feel the tears begin to fall faster.

You didn't sleep much that night. Not at all really. You couldn't believe you broke you child's trust like that. You hated yourself and hated that you made him so uncomfortable. 

 You had to talk to Takuro. You sent him an early text at 5am as you made your way to the kitchen. You noticed Kenji's door was still closed ad you made coffee and fruit to take to your room. You return to a message asking to meet you before morning practice.

You get dressed and leave the house without a sound. You try to be as quiet as you can be as to not disturb your sleeping kid. I've already messed up his life enough I don't want to mess up his sleep you say to yourself as you get in your car and drive to the school. It's 6:00am by the time you arrive. Takurō is already waiting for you.

You get out of your car as he notices the tears spilling from your eyes.

"Y/N what's wrong is everything ok?" He rushes to you and pulls you into a hug. Your tears completely drowning out everything, including the preying eyes of a certain 2nd year manager as she approaches the side of the school.

 Mai stops when she sees you and the coach. She hears you crying and backs up next to the gym to listen.

"I'm sorry Takuro but I can't keep seeing you" you say as yu look at him with tears streaming down your face.

"I don’t understand Y/N I thought-" Takuro says concerned

"Kenji found out about our dates. Apparently he saw us with a few members of the team. He was really upset and told me I need to stay out of his school life" you say as your tears begin to flow quicker.

Takuro pulls you into a hug. He doesn't want you to be upset

"Y/N let me talk to him please I want to be with you" Takuro says as he pulls away placing his hand under your chin.

"Takuro no please he already hates me enough. I can't lose my son. He's right I should have never pryed in his life. I'm so sorry Takuro. I really like you but I can't do this to Kenji" you say as you back up to gave him.

Takuro is devastated to say the least. The women he cares so deeply for is forced to make a choice because he had crossed the line between parent and coach.

"No Y/N, it's my fault. I'm sorry that this happened. I don't blame you. If anything this is my fault. I should have been more responsible. You are Kenji's mom and I'm his coach. It was inappropriate" he says as he looks down.

Somehow it hurt even more to hear Takuro say those words. You knew he cared for you but he was trying to take the burden of your son's blame off of you.

Meanwhile Mai is both crying and furious. 

Could Kenji really be this big of an ass?

"Thank you for supporting the boys Y/N. It was a pleasure" Takuro says as he waves to you turning to walk towards the gym.

You get in your car as you start to drive home. The tears consistently rolling down your cheeks. You park the car as you completely lose your cool. You start beating on the steering wheel screaming and crying as you let all your pent up emotions out.

you're neighbors probably think your insane

After 15 minutes you walk in the house, noticing Kenji's door is open. You decide to leave him be as you make your way to your room still sniffling from your car melt down. 

You walk into your room and lay down. You've already called out of work for the day as you feel like you just mentally can't do it. You lay in bed as you feel the emotions take over again.

Meanwhile Kenji arrives at school. He's still mad about his discovery of yours and his coaches relationship. He can't believe you would do such a thing to him. To invade his personal life like that.

Coach doesn't say anything though out practice. Kenji figures his mom already has him in her side through this whole ordeal. Why wouldn't he be?

"Mai can you tell coach we need to get the jerseys altered" Kenji says to Mai as she watches coach look to Kenji and walk out of the gym.

"Tell him yourself" Mai says snarkily as she turns away.

"Mai just do it" Kenji says "i’m not in the mood today"

"Why because you’re ashamed you made your mom cry" Mai yells as the team stops.

Mai looks at Kenji and she's pissed.

"You know you have the sweetest kindest mom in the entire world and she's happy. But you can't have that can you Kenji because you're a massive ass" Mai screams.

Kenji is heated. He doesn't know how Mai found out but he isn't going to take being yelled at.

"Mai you have no idea what you're even talking about so just butt out" Kenji screams at her and Aone walks in from of Mai forming a protective barrier.

"It's ok Aone. I'm not scared of Kenji" she says as steps in front of Aone "you know what I saw this morning Kenji? I saw your mom and coach in the parking lot. And your mom was crying. Like hard core crying telling coach that she couldn't see him anymore."

Mai is shouting at Kenji as Kenji just stares.

You were really crying? And worse is he caused it? 

"You know Kenji your mom goes out of her way to do everything for this team! Coach shows interest in her and she likes him back and suddenly its an attack on you?" Mai is screaming at this point, tears flowing down her face.

The team watches in shock. They have never seen Mai this angry before.

"Newsflash asshole you're mom is allowed to be happy! She told coach she couldn't see him anymore because of you! She told him she didn't want to hurt YOU KENJI. Your mom is heartbroken and she's worried because he son is upset because she's happy? Give me a fucking break!" Mai screams one last time as she turns to walk out of the gym, slamming the door behind her.

The boys stand in silence. Kenji is shocked.

you really liked coach that much and you really cared enough about him to ruin whatever you and coach had going on?

The team turns as they shake their heads in disbelief at Kenji, even Aone shows emotion.

"You are the only one who sees an issue here Kenji" he speaks as he walks back to join the team.

Kenji walks out of the gym doors as he slides down the outer walls. He really was being an ass. He didn't care about your feelings only his own personal standings as the captain of the iron wall.

He got up walking to the coaches office. He knocks as Takuro directs him to enter.

Takuro looks up at Kenji and back to his paperwork. He doesn't sound good. He sounds like he's upset.

"Yes Futakuchi" Takuro chokes out.

Kenji clears his throat "do you really care about her?"

Takuro looks up from his work spinning around his in chair.

"I do but she made it clear that you come first. As a good mother should. You are really lucky to have her. She cares for your very deeply and she loves you so very much" he says she he swivels around facing his work with his arms resting in his desk as his hands lean against his forehead

"I see" he says as he crosses his arms in front of his chest "then I guess I owe you both an apology".

Takuro turns in his chair to see a soft smiling Kenji as a smile slowly appears on his face. 

The day seems to drag on. It's only 4pm but it feels like you've been in bed for days. You decide to get up and shower, planning to make dinner before Kenji comes home. He might not want to speak with you but you're still his mother.

You shower and walk to the kitchen to prepare dinner. You start to sniffle again as you try not to let it go into a full blown cry session. You hear the door open as you continue to cut up vegetables.

You don't hear anything as you look up to see your tall son leaning against the door frame to the kitchen with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

You smile lightly as you try not to cry more. The tears seem to flow no matter how hard you try to control them.

"Mom" Kenji says in a sweet voice.

You look up smiling at him as you wipe your tears "Oh hi sweetheart how was practice?"

He frowns walking over to you as he hugs you from behind. No longer being able to control the tears you turn around hugging your son as you crying into his shoulder.

"Kenji I'm so sorry. Please forgive me! I didn't mean to ruin your life. I just got excited and-" you say as your tears continue to wet his date tech tracksuit.

"Mom stop ok" Kenji says as he pulls away placing hands on your shoulders.

"Mom I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I was a complete ass to you. I didn't even listen to your side of the story" he says as he looks at you ashamed "you've done so much for me and I ruined your happiness."

"It's ok baby I overstepped my boundaries. I'm sorry" you say as you hug him.

"Mai told me what happened with you and coach" Kenji said sweetly as he looks at your shocked face.

"M-Mai was there" you say as your eyes widen.

"Yeah and I'm glad she was. She told me what happened. She told me you told coach you couldn't see him" Kenji said looking down at you.

"It's ok Kenj. Coach was ok with it. He understood you came first" you say sweetly.

"Well Im not ok with it" Kenji says as he pulls away from you walking towards your front door. He opens the door for someone as your eyes widen.

"T-Takuro?" you say as you place your hands over your mouth.

"Hi Y/N" he says as he goes to hug you. You hug him back as you cry into this shoulder.

"Shh it's ok Y/N" he says as you break from the hug.

"Kenji?" you say questioningly to your son

"Mom I realized your happiness is more important than my reputation" he says as he looks at both you and coach.

"Kenji" you say as you start to cry yet again going to hug your son "you're really ok with this?"

"Yeah mom. I'm happy if your happy. Now go get ready. Coach is taking you out on a date or whatever" he says as he rolls his eyes and waves his hand walking go his room.

"Really" you say as you run back to Takuro and he chuckles. "Yes sweetheart" he says as he leans down the kiss you.

"God I'm never going to get use to this" Kenji says as he closes his bedroom door.

You both laugh as you deepen the kiss with the man of your affections.

*2 days later*

"Oh Ms. Futakuchi! It's so nice to see you" Obara shouts as Kenji rolls his eyes walking the complete other way as you and Takuro stroll into practice hand in hand.

"Thank you! It's nice to see you too" you smile.

"I see Mai got through to Kenji" Obara smirks as the rest of the team laughs.

"Alright time for laps" Kenji screams clapping his hands together trying to avoid the inevitable

"Wait what did Mai say?" You look at Kenji as he hides his face then to coach who starts laughing.

Mai was looking down at the floor, softly smiling.

"Well our sweet Mai laid in hard to ole Kenji. She told him he was being an ass and told him that you deserved the world" he says as he grabs your waist.

"Mai" you say as your mouth gapes and your eyes sparkle "Thank you!"

You run to hug her as she hugs you back.

"Marry this one Kenji! I like her a lot more than I like you" you snicker as you turn to leave practice.

Kenji just smiles as you walk hand in hand with Coach out of the gym.

"Whatever you say mom. Whatever you say"

[littlemissgot7]

marry you

Jinyoung | 2693 words Jinyoung comes home one night after being out with his bandmates and persuades her to venture back out with him. Little does she know what surprises he has planned.

loosely inspired by “Marry You” by Bruno Mars

It was early, maybe five, but she'd settled down on the couch of their shared apartment with a book he'd recommended, content to spend the rest of the evening lost in a world of fairy tales and fantastical endings. He'd gone out with his friends after they finished their schedules for that day, adding repeatedly that he was sorry he wouldn't be able to eat with her but they had work-related things to discuss.

She never minded when he stayed out–she knew his work was important and came with crazy hours–but she was surprised to hear the familiar beeps of the keypad barely thirty minutes after she'd sat down.

Not bothering to take off his coat, Jinyoung slid up behind her as the door clicked shut, slipping his arms around her neck and nestling his face next to hers. "Hey, babe."

Her lips twitched into a smile as she turned the page, bumping her head against his gently in hello. "You're home earlier than I thought."

"Mmm..."

If she concentrated, she could smell the barest hint of alcohol on his breath; they must have had wine earlier. He wasn't one to drink much, usually, and he had a lower tolerance than he would ever admit to anyone other than her, but there was no way he was drunk.

It was quiet for a moment, his eyes glossing over the words of her novel as she turned another page. He smiled when he realized it was the one he'd picked out for her. "Hey, babe?"

"Yeah?"

"It's a beautiful night."

"Yeah, it is."

It had snowed the day before, leaving everything covered in a soft dusting of white, not nearly enough to pull the city to a grinding halt but just enough to make everything look a little more magical. It was cold out, but not unbearable, and he knew she loved the way the lights sparkled off the quiet snow.

"Let's do something fun."

"Like what?" she hummed, finally putting down her book and twisting her head to see more of his face. Her breath hitched when she turned, caught by a half-lidded stare and wistful expression.

"I think I wanna marry you."

She blinked once, then laughed, shaking her head slightly. Maybe he was drunk. "I know that, love. We're getting married next year, though." Her eyes drifted to her engagement ring before she brought her hand up, gently threading her fingers through his hair. She understood the sentiment. Between hectic schedules and family requests, they'd had to plan their wedding for a full two years after they got engaged. Out of excitement and a general desire to stay on top of things, they basically had everything planned out; now it was just waiting for the date, and that was the hardest part.

He pouted. "Let's go do something fun, bunny. Please?" He was practically whining, which was both endearing and surprising and made her heart lurch happily in her chest.

She sighed, playfully dramatic, and snapped her book shut. "Well, what did you have in mind?"

His face burst into a smile and he pressed a quick kiss to her cheek before standing up. "Get your coat!"

She laughed, popping up onto her knees on the couch and pulling his face down so she could give him a proper kiss. "Yes sir!" she chirped with a wink and disappeared down the hall toward their bedroom.

As soon as she was out of sight, Jinyoung's smile fell and he slipped his phone out of his pocket, checking his texts. There was one from Jaebum.

All ready.

His fingers flew over the keys.

We're coming.

The response was almost instantaneous.

You nervous?

He frowned.

Yeah. Don't tell the others.

He knew it was futile; Jackson had probably already snatched the phone and he knew he'd be teased for weeks about admitting to the butterflies fluttering uncomfortably in his stomach, but he felt he had to say it nonetheless.

"Alright–let's go!"

He stuffed his phone back in his pocket and held out his hand when she appeared next to him, the grin back in place on his pretty lips. She took it happily, none the wiser to his plans as he led her out the door.

---

They walked around for a little while, stopping in their favorite coffee shop to grab cups of hot chocolate to sip on as they did. It wasn't long before he hailed a cab, mumbling an address she couldn't hear to the driver. She slipped over to sit in the middle seat next to him, resting her head on his shoulder and twisting their fingers together.

She wasn't sure where they were headed, but the taxi ride was peaceful and, by the time it finally came to a stop, she'd almost been lulled to sleep by the warmth of Jinyoung's hands and the sound of his soft voice whispering absentmindedly in her ear. He nudged her and she whined playfully as she straightened, letting him pull her out of the car as she thanked their driver. When the cab drove off, she finally got a good look at where they were.

An elegant mansion on the outskirts of town, surrounded by acres of sweeping gardens and thin forests. It stood tall and proud, having withstood too many years to count, and was, as it should have been, decorated for the holidays with lights and greenery and warmth. It looked like something straight out of a Christmas fairy tale.

She beamed. "It's our place!"

She turned to him, only to find him watching her, his face lit by the glow from the lights around them. Her cheeks flushed when she realized how intently he'd been staring, but he just nodded.

She squeezed his hand. "In exactly one year, we'll be back here. Getting married." She felt him tense up beside her, just briefly, and glanced at him in concern. "You okay?"

"Yeah." He pulled her toward him, pressing his lips to her forehead. "You wanna go for a walk through the gardens? Then we can go inside."

"Yeah!" She stood on the tip of her toes to kiss his cheek before rocking back on her heels. "Let's go!"

Jinyoung smiled back at her, letting her walk a couple steps ahead of him; when she wasn't looking, he whipped out his phone, sending another quick text to Jaebum before rushing to catch up.

---

They stopped in the middle of the garden closest to the house, next to a quietly splashing fountain surrounded by rose bushes and lanterns and twinkling lights wound through greenery. She spun around to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck; his hands found their way to her waist, hovering there. When he leaned down to press his forehead against hers, it felt like they were the only people in the world.

"You know what, Jinyoung?"

"What?" He tilted his head just slightly, bumping their noses.

"I love you. So much. More than anything or anyone in the whole world. God, I can't wait to be married to you. Just one more year!"

He broke out of her arms, taking a step back and shaking his head.

"I..." He paused and took a deep breath. Her brow furrowed; he seemed too nervous. "I don't want to wait."

It was the first time he'd voiced his displeasure at having to push their wedding date so far out and her face softened. "I know, but–"

Her voice died in her throat as he slid down to one knee, reaching out to take her hands in his. "Love, will you marry me?"

She blinked in confusion. Hadn't they...hadn't they already done this?

"Jinyoung...we're already engaged," she reminded him gently, her confusion evident on her features.

"I know." It was his turn to smile, his grin lighting up his entire face as he felt his nerves melt away. "Will you marry me tonight?"

It was a joke, obviously, because they had plans and everyone had RSVP'ed for their wedding next December already and her dress wasn't even done yet and she definitely wasn't getting married in leggings and one of his old sweaters, but it made her smile anyway.

"I would marry you anytime, you weirdo," she laughed, but yelped when the silence around them was broken by loud cheering from six carefully-hidden men.

Her eyes widened when Jaebum, Mark, Jackson, Youngjae, BamBam, and Yugyeom all spilled into the courtyard from different directions, her head starting to spin. Where did they come from? How did they know�� What–

She looked at Jinyoung, who was back on his feet and pulling her into his arms, his ears bright red but his eyes shining.

"Wait, you weren't–? What's...what's going on, Jin?"

He bent down, his lips next to her ear. They brushed against her skin as he murmured his reply, sending shivers down her spine. "I was serious. Let's get married. Right now."

"But...our...families..." It was hard to think with the way her stomach was doing somersaults. "I mean, I would love to, but–"

"It's not everyone, but our families are here. And close friends. It's the same date, just a year earlier. Surprise?"

"But I'm–"

"Your dress is done. I haven't seen it, I swear! Mark and Jaebum picked it up from the designer last week."

She could hear the other GOT7 members chattering behind them, no doubt telling the whole story of the surprise, but she wasn't listening. She stared up at Jinyoung, her entire body suddenly feeling too warm and tingling in anticipation. Her heart was beating out of her chest in a way that couldn't be healthy and the grin that slowly stretched across her face made his own heart sing back.

"You know what? Yes. Yes I will absolutely marry you tonight. I can't think of a better possible time."

Before Jinyoung had a chance to react, Youngjae had grabbed one of her arms. Mark took the other and they began to drag her away.

“Time to get you dressed up, then!” Youngjae chirped, obviously too excited about the success of their plan (but, honestly, who could blame him, when they’d been working to get everything perfect and keep it a secret for months?).

She laughed, looking back over her shoulder just in time to see Jinyoung wave before he was mobbed by hugs from the remaining members, happy cheers ringing through the cool air.

---

Her mom and best friend were waiting to help her into her wedding dress. It was everything she’d envisioned, layers of fabric accented with delicate lace and subtle beading, a ball gown fit for a princess. For the first time (but not the last), tears welled up in her eyes and she stubbornly blinked them away, determined not to ruin her makeup, as she hiccuped out countless thank yous.

“You found a really wonderful man.” Her mom smiled, standing next to her as she looked at herself in the mirror, and she nodded, a subtle blush decorating her cheeks.

“He’s the best.”

---

Her bouquet–green and white and gentle blues–looked like it’d been covered in frost, just the way she wanted, and she smiled when it was handed to her. It was perfect. Everything was perfect. He was perfect.

Her dad was there to walk her down the aisle, and she knew she should take in the sight of the venue decorations but the second she saw Jinyoung, all she could do was stare at him. Music was playing and people were murmuring praises as she passed them, but all she could do was stare at him the way he was staring at her: with all the love in the world, their hearts pounding in the same rhythm.

‘I love you,’ she mouthed and his smile grew impossibly wider when she came to a stop next to him.

The ceremony was a blur. There were sweet confirmations of love and “I do”s accented with tears and congratulatory applauding, and he kissed her softly amongst the rowdy cheers of the other members and her friends. Mostly what she would remember is the way his smile never faded, not once, and how she felt like she was floating.

Between the ceremony and the reception, she and Jinyoung found themselves back in the garden courtyard, this time with a photographer in tow. As requested, she perched lightly on the edge of the fountain, her dress pooling around her; Jinyoung knelt once again next to her, taking her hand. A princess and her prince stopping briefly during a late night stroll.

She leaned forward when the photographer told her to, gasping softly as her tiara slipped. She reached up to straighten it, but Jinyoung was faster, on his feet before she’d even fully noticed what was happening. He beamed down at her as he nestled it back in her loose curls, then, quite forgetting the photographer was even there, cupped her cheeks in his hands and leaned in to kiss her.

Her eyes fluttered closed, one hand resting lightly over his and the other hanging off his arm.

She loved kissing Jinyoung. She loved the way her blood would pound in her ears, the way his fingers ran over her skin, the way his lips felt against hers and the way he would nip at them playfully when he wanted to tease her. But somehow, this was different. This was better.

He pulled back too soon. She was about to whine when she heard the click of a camera, and her face instead blossomed into a dark red.

After a few more pictures, Jinyoung politely asked for just a moment alone with his bride and the photographer hurried off to get pictures of the reception hall.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he wrapped his arms around her waist. “So…” He stared down at her, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “This was a pretty fun way to spend our night, huh?”

She deadpanned, whacking his arm when he burst into laughter and rolling her eyes. “Yeah, I’d say so. How’d you even…?”

He ran his fingers through her hair gently, resting them momentarily on the back of her neck and drawing soft circles there. “Remember that night I came home late after filming for that drama back in March? You’d fallen asleep on the couch waiting for me and I accidentally woke you up and I thought you’d be mad but you just…beamed at me, and I realized I didn’t want to wait anymore. I couldn’t stand not being married to you. I asked the company first if I could get time off, then our families. Then it was just...calling everywhere we’d made reservations and changing the dates. All the guys helped.” He smiled. “The hardest part was trying to keep it a secret. I wanted to surprise you.”

She shivered slightly when a cool breeze picked up and he immediately pulled her to his chest, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and holding her tightly.

“I hope–”

“Don’t you dare say you hope it’s okay that you did this because this was the best surprise in the entire world and god, Jinyoung, I couldn’t stand not being married to you either, but I was trying so hard not to say anything and I–” She paused, trying to figure out how to properly express exactly how much he meant to her. “I just love you–and–”

He was about to pull her in for a long, sweet kiss when they heard shouting in the distance. He looked up and she twisted in his arms until she could see Yugyeom and BamBam racing toward them.

“HYUNGGG! NOONAAAA!”

“THE PARTY’S GONNA START WITHOUT YOU!!”

“I WANT CAKE!”

And Jaebum was there thundering after them, yelling something about leaving them alone, but it obviously wasn’t working. She burst into giggles, her laughter mixing with his as he gave her a gentle squeeze and let her go. She slipped her hand into his, twisting their fingers together, and they began to walk back toward the mansion.

"You know what, Jinyoung? I think this might be the best idea you've ever had.” She winked, and he grinned.

"Me too."