#I’ll just be listening to my music yall can be mad about whatever you want don’t mind me

[sangric]

the kpop space is so tiring

[mxchellesworld]

Attraction and Repulsion 

Harry Styles x Reader

Synopsis; Where Harry is too much of an asshole for a proper relationship but too good in bed for you to leave 

Warnings; mean!harry, arguments, name calling, smut, unprotected sex, creampies, degradation, impact play, choking, 

a/n; harry styles fans come get yall juice!! ok i wont lie this kinda seems all over the place but i like it anyways. hope yall enjoy and please send some feedback:)

***

You thought it was real funny. It was absolutely hilarious how the whole world saw Harry as a sweet lad who wears big trousers and has fun nails. But you saw him for who he really was. Harry Styles was mean. Plain and simple. 

But you loved it. 

And as much as you tried to deny it, you both knew it was true. You were like magnets. When you weren’t absolutely repulsed by one another, starting an argument, you were wrapped up in each others sheets feeling the strongest attraction you’d ever felt for another person. 

You were always stuck in a limbo of back and forth. Arguments and name calling over the phone leading to quick hang ups and the eventual knock on the door signaling he was there to deal with you the only way he knew how to put you in your place. 

You were drawn to him like a moth to flame. And just like you, he was also too stubborn to admit that he’d want anyone else but you. No matter how cocky he got flaunting the fact that he could get any person in the world with just a smile and wink, he knew he’d never actually do it. 

Under all the petty acts and insults there was the smallest bit of adoration he held for you and you only. 

_ 

You had been lounging around your apartment when your phone chimed. It was one of your girlfriends sending you a link to a newspaper article. You hadn’t bothered to look at the title on the message before clicking on it and seeing the large cover photo on your screen. 

Right there Harry and some model getting cozy after his last show. Big bold letters on the teen magazine reading ‘HARRY STYLES AND NEW BAE???’. You audibly scoffed. 

It wasn’t like he was your boyfriend so you couldn’t really do much about it, you thought ignoring the small sting in your chest. Shaking off the feeling you skimmed the rest of the article then replied to the message, “she is kinda hot, maybe he’ll give me her number lol” 

With that you threw your phone on the other side of the couch and started to get up. It was 3pm a little too early in your book to start drinking at home and especially too early to start letting him ruin your day. 

Maybe it was time to start looking at other people. You were hot and single, living in a big city with other hot singles, it shouldn’t be too hard for you to find someone to get in a stable relationship with or at the bare minimum a good fuck for the night. 

So you did what anyone else does and picked up your phone once again, going straight to the app store. Right on the front page was tinder and just for good measure you added bumble. Making the accounts were easy enough but selecting the pictures for your profile was tricky. You wanted a good amount of selfies and body shots. Cute pictures but also something risky enough to catch the eye. 

Soon enough you were already swiping and giggling to yourself about the future prospects you had lined up. Meanwhile in a city about a few hundred miles from you Harry was sitting with a frown on his scowl on his face in the same predicament you were in earlier that day. 

He was in his hotel room packing up and getting ready to head back home when his phone chimed. He looked over to see if it was his manager or someone from crew with any updates on departure times however it was one of his close friends. 

At first he was expecting a sports update or an invitation to go to a bar when he got back but instead it was a screenshot of your tinder profile. When had you gotten that? he thought to himself. 

It wasn’t like he could get mad since he knew he didn’t treat you the best. But that was just your dynamic, deep down you both cared for each other and even then it made for the best sex of his life. 

Looking back down at the glowing screen he swiped through the few screenshots he was sent. Various pictures of you out with friends. The one that got him was a picture of you in the bathtub, your body was covered by the porcelain yet just enough of your chest just was showing in the mirror as you gave the camera your best sultry look. 

Yet the real kicker was the bio where you included him in your top artists. He scoffed and shook his head, biting his lip as he clicked out from the messages app. Instead he called up his manager to get him on the fastest plane back home. If the blood wasn’t rushing to his face he knew he’d be hard as a rock but for now he’d save that frustration for when he saw you. 

_

You knew tinder hookups were easy to get but you didn’t know just how easy. After spending the day scrolling away, putting your phone down for food and subtle chores you landed a ‘date’, which you really knew was ‘lets get tacos before we fuck on my couch’. 

You had planned to meet at 8pm at some restaurant by your house. At 6:30 you started to get ready slowly, taking your time in the shower, shaving, the works. You had your music connected to a speaker getting yourself excited for the night. 

Who wouldn’t be? You needed this. This was your time to get all dolled up and get to cum from someone other than yourself or the man who makes the vein in your forehead pop when you think about him. 

You put on your sweet smelling lotion and head to your closet looking for an outfit. It was starting to get warm so you settled for a black t-shirt dress that fell to mid thigh with tan heeled booties. You pulled out a jean jacket to put on top in case it was windy.

After finishing your hair and makeup, it was nearing 7:30 and you were back on your couch fixing up the pillows and picking up any misplaced items in case the night led you back to your place. Suddenly you heard a knock on your door, the same hard 3 rasps which only meant one person. 

Your heels clicked on the hard wood as you made your way to the door, unlocking it and opening it halfway, “What do you want Harold,” you said unamused. 

“You look pretty,” he said pushing past you, ignoring the annoyance in your tone. 

“Wish I could say the same about you. Now what do you want? I’m busy and I have to leave soon,” you said rolling your eyes. 

He took a seat on your previously neat couch, spreading his legs and putting his arms up on the back. The way he looked you up and down sent chills up your spine, “What did you get a date that quick? The internet works wonders doesn’t it love”, he said rolling his neck. 

“How did you know abo- actually I don’t care. As a matter of fact I do have a date and I’m meeting him soon so if you don’t mind leaving,” you said picking up your jacket and purse, “Why don’t you call that one girl from your show? She probably misses you.” 

He let out a short laugh before pushed on his knees to stand back up, “Ah I see what this is. You’re jealous and you think going on a little date with some nobody would hurt me.” The cockiness was just seeping out of him. 

“Pull your head out of your a-,” you started before he cut you off. 

“No no you’re gonna listen to me angel. We may not be together but you belong to me. No one else can ever touch you or fuck you as well as I can,” he said leaning in to whisper in your ear. 

It was almost sad how easily he could have you crumbling. Just then your phone dinged. It was a message from the guy, Danny? You couldn’t remember at this point. 

“Answer it sweatpea, tell him you can’t make it.” 

You were really debating it. On one side this could be your chance to finally tell Harry to fuck off but on the other you knew it would be hard to replace him and you weren’t even sure you completely wanted to. That was a whole other layer of emotions to dig through. 

You looked back up at Harry, one of his curls falling into his eyes which were filled with lust. The way his tongue peeked out to slip over his pink lips gave you the answer you needed. 

“Fuck,” you whispered unlocking your phone. Quickly you typed out a half ass apology about your sister needing you to babysit, even though she lived out of state, he didn’t need to know. 

After you hit send your phone was quickly plucked from your grasp and pushed into Harry’s pocket. You didn’t think much about it when his lips pressing onto yours was acting as a great distraction. 

He pulled away lightly mumbling a “taste like strawberries”. If you weren’t so turned on you would’ve giggled. 

You moaned into his mouth pulling him by his loose button up shirt into your bedroom. It was a routine you had almost perfected at this point with little stumbling or need to grab onto the walls as a guide to make sure neither of you hit any corners. 

Your lips never left each others in the feverish mess of kisses. Each one making you grow needier and needier. Your fingers worked quickly in trying to get the buttons on his shirt undone. You felt his warm ones wrap around yours halting your movements. 

“Not so fast, you think I’m gonna let you off easy for what you did today?” 

You huffed out, “You did the same-”, again he cut you off. 

“I get to do whatever I want because you know who I am,” he finished trailing his thumb over your bottom lip, slowly tugging it down. All you could do was nod. 

“Say it then.” 

“Harry Styles,” you whispered out. 

You could see his pupils get bigger with each syllable. It was his favorite thing, the power, the dominance. He got off on his own name. But so did you, the thought alone made you clench your thighs as you were in the moment. 

His hand came up and tapped on your cheek, a small implication of what you knew he could do, “You’re gonna have to be louder than that lovie. Don’t worry though I’ll let you try again later.”

He backed you up until your legs hit the bed, pushing you down. You slowly crawled back, pulling your jacket and dress off as he worked on his belt and pants. You made quick work of kicking off your boots and settled into the plush sheets. 

“Hurry up Styles. I think Danny could’ve made me cum at least twice now,” you said sliding a hand down to your panties. That move would bite you in the ass but the risk was worth it. 

You let out gasps at the touch of your fingertips, moving your hips, doing anything to put on a show and hopefully have him give you what you wanted quicker. 

He eagerly got on the bed, trapping you under his knees. His hands quickly ripped yours away from where you needed them most, pinning them over your head. He leaned down, face inches from yours until you shared the same breathe. 

“You just want to be punished don’t you? Don’t worry I’ll help you get it through that stupid little slutty brain of yours,” he finished with a sadistic smile. 

You nodded frantically moaning out pleases. His hand came down on your cheek, the chill of his rings pressed against the now warm skin on your face. His nails raked down until his hand was snuggly hugging your neck. 

You tilted your head back giving him more room to squeeze and mark as he pleased, “Please Harry, want you to fuck me already.” 

He tutted his lips giving your neck one last squeeze before he pulled away. “I think we should work on your patience,” he said moving down to your spread legs. 

His warm hands pulled on the lace fabric on your hips, scoffing at the visible wet patch, “Don’t tell me this was all for old Danny-boy.” 

“No Harry its all for you,” you mewled as he let his fingers swipe through your folds. It was evil how he was leisurely propped up between your legs teasingly circling your aching bud, switching between blowing on it and nipping at it. 

You already felt the tears springing in the corners of your eyes. So little was doing so much. Just a little more and you could cum right then and there. And he knew it too. 

“Oh you better not cum. I’m not gonna be very forgiving if you do,” he trailed off almost laughing. He never let up, quick circles on your bud making your body tense up. 

“Ple- no.. oh god Harry,” you whined out. You felt your juices gushing out of you as you reached your peak. He never let up on his motions, going even faster on your overstimulated clit. 

“God you’re so pathetic. Such a whore you just had to cum,” he punctuated with a slap right on your pussy. 

At this point you were sobbing. Your head was swimming in the pleasure. You tried to apologize but the words weren’t coming together, just broken whimpers and mixes of sorry’s. 

His hand came down on your sensitive cunt two more times, each one had you trying to close your legs but he was quick to keep them open with a bruising grip. 

“Please.. Harry.”

“Please what?” he said taking in your shivering frame.

“Please fuck me! Want you to cum inside me, mark me so everyone knows i’m yours!” you spoke out breathlessly.

Quickly he flipped your over, pulling your hips up so that your pussy was on display for him. He groaned as he swiped the tip of his weeping pink cock over your already puffy folds.

With a long stroke he filled you completely. Your nerves were on fire and he hadn’t even started. His rough hands grabbed onto your hips for leverage on his thrusts.

“Fuck you’re so tight. Such a good little whore just for me to ruin,” he gritted out. He kept a steady pace, quick and deep making sure to hit your sweet spot each time.

Your nails were digging into the pillows for dear life. Eyes shut closed as your mouth fell in silent screams and jumbled phrases of pleasure. The only thing on your mind was HarryHarryHarry.

“Wanna cum again.. oh my god.. Plesse Harry fill me up! I need to feel it,” you said arching your back further. You felt each vein slide along your spongy walls making sure to clench around him and milk him for all he was worth.

His grip on your never let up. He let his hand come down on your ass cheek. Once again the rings contrasting the heat radiating off of you, “That’s it cum for me baby. I want you to scream my name when you do. Can you do that love? Shit , tell me who fucks you this good? Who’s cum do you want spilling inside you?”

You all but screamed a “Harry Styles” letting your neighbors know just who was with you that night, nights before, and nights to come.

The sweet noises and screams of his name had Harry’s cock pulsing inside you, ready to burst at any moment.

One look down at where you connected and he was sent right to heaven. Your cute little pussy creaming right on his cock had him shooting his load deep inside you.

You both gasped and groaned at the feeling of him filling you to the brim. He stilled his motions and you all but collapsed onto your bed.

You felt him lean down once again, pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear before whispering, “You think Danny could’ve done that?”

[supergirl-writingz]

Assaulted

Request: TW a oneshot where reader opens up to Kara and Alex (they’re all friends) that her boss sexually assaulted her and she’s been scared to say anything bc she needs her job

Warning: explicit mentions of sexual assault (in detail)

note: hi guys sorry ive been gone for way too long. im back now and i feel great:) thanks for hanging in there w me it means the world. i hope yall like this fic, sorry its super dark for christmas oops lol

You just got out from work after a long day. You have been having a rough time so you texted Kara and Alex saying you needed to hang out. They happily agreed, they love spending time with you. You always acted happy and put together, it was hard not to like you. 

You didn’t listen to any music on the way to Kara’s apartment, you weren’t in the mood. You got to Kara’s apartment and knocked on her door. 

“Y/N!” Kara exclaimed, happy to see you.

You faked a smile, “Hey Kar” you said walking inside. 

“Hey Alex” you said and she returned your hello. 

“You want anything to drink?” Alex asked.

“I’ll take the hardest thing you got” you replied.

Alex chuckled while Kara asked, “Rough day?”

You got quiet and nodded. They noticed but didn’t say anything. You guys just talked about everything other than work. It was nice. You let Kara and Alex rant about everything they wanted to while their problems took up all the space in your mind. That’s why you loved helping other people. It was way easier to deal with other people’s problems then your own. It was a great distraction. 

“Are you okay Y/N?” Kara asked, snapping you out of your own thoughts.

“Yeah I’m okay sorry, just sorta zoned out” you said.

“Are you sure? You’ve been a little off all night.” Alex said.

You smiled, “Yeah I’m sure. Work is just getting to me a little”

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Kara asked.

“Yeah I mean, is it your boss? You made it seem like he really liked you and saw potential in you” Alex said.

“I- uh.. yeah my boss still likes me” You said, your voice cracks a little.

Kara and Alex exchange looks of concern, and you caught on.

“Guys,” you forced a laugh “I’m fine, really.”

“Look me in the eye and say that again. Look me in the eye and tell me your fine because I know you Y/N and something is going on” Alex insisted. 

You looked Alex in the eye, “I’m fine,” you said with a little bit of a cold tone.

“I’m... fine” you repeated, “I’m Y/N, I’m always fine” 

You looked down quickly as tears started to form in your eyes. 

“Hey what’s going on? You can talk to us” Kara asked, growing more and more concerned.

“I just don’t know what to do.. I feel stuck, I feel trapped” you said, tears streaming down your cheeks. 

“Hey just calm down. It’s okay. Whatever it is, we can help you. Just look at me and breathe” Alex said, looking into my eyes. 

You looked at Alex and let yourself calm down. You took a deep breath. 

“I think I need help” you said quietly.

“With what Y/N? We’ll help you” Kara responded.

“It’s my boss.. I think I need to quit” you said, looking down at the floor.

“Why? What happened with your boss?” Alex asked.

“Well at first I thought he just really liked me and thought I was good at my job. He was really nice and welcoming and always made time to help me but then..” you stopped.

“And then what Y/N?” Kara asked.

“Then he started... to get touchy with me. I didn’t think anything of it at first, he would just put his hand on my shoulder or stand really close to me... but then it started to get worse” you said, a tear falling from your eye.

“Worse, how?” Alex asked.

You took a deep breath, “He put his hand down my pants.. and I- I begged him to stop. He was just so strong, I couldn’t pull his hand away and I didn’t want to get him mad” you started to ramble before Alex grabbed your shaking hand. You didn’t even realize how bad you were shaking.

“Did anything else happen?” Alex asked.

You took a moment and then responded, “Well he would be really mean and aggressive.. he would tell me that if I told anyone he would have me fired and nobody would believe me. But then after he would be really nice and say that I was ‘such a good girl’.. I just don’t know what to do, I need this job” you say breaking down.

Kara took you into a huge hug, “I’m so sorry this happened to you. Please know that this was not your fault. He is disgusting and you did the right thing telling us, I promise you we’ll make him see justice and pay for what he did.”

Kara pulled out of the hug and grabbed my face. You noticed the tears starting to form in her own eyes, her heart breaking at your own pain. 

“He’s not gonna get away with this you hear me? And you’re keeping your job” Kara said 

You nodded and Alex added, “I’m an FBI agent Y/N, I can make sure he gets what he deserves”

You smiled at Alex and then cried some more, “Thank you guys so much. I just felt so alone”

“You never have to feel alone again” Kara said smiling. 

[mingishoe]

Secret Santa

Summary: Secret santa but yall got each other even though you two don’t like each other

Pairing: Reader x Yunho (ft. Seonghwa and San)

Word count- 11.8K unedited… oops

Smut with too much plot (Subs: reader and Yunho, Doms: Seonghwa, San, and reader to Yunho) *Yunho is a sub and no one can change my mind*

Smut Warning: exhibitionism, oral sex- M receiving, degration, dirty talk, car sex?, use of pet names, soft cute sex, sex that’ll make someone feel sore for days, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy) Marking, cream pie, and more that I can’t remember… 

25 days of christmas: Day 6 

12-27-19 pretend it didn’t take me 20 days to write this ah ha ha 

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Christmas time in your office was probably the best time of the year. Everyone was in the Christmas mood and there were decorations hanging everywhere. 

In your office floor, everyone was pretty much friends so you all had secret Santa and drew names out of a bowl. 

Your friend Mingi called everyone around the desk that had all the names in it. Mingi lowkey had a secret plan for you to get a certain person.

 It was known around the office that you and Yunho just didn’t get along for whatever reason. No one else besides you and Yunho knew why you didn’t like each other. 

If you were being honest with yourself, it was silly. You knew it was silly and even Yunho probably knew it was silly.

Basically you and Yunho used to be really close friends a long long time ago in elementary through highschool until you got a boyfriend. 

It was in your freshman year in Highschool and you got your first “real” boyfriend. During the time you and Yunho were best friends and sure, he was happy you had a boyfriend and you were happy. It was a good happy time for all three of yall. 

After awhile you assume Yunho just got jealous and he brought up the “Your boyfriend is toxic and doesn’t love you” talk and at the time it was a H U G E deal to both of you. 

So fast forward Yunho started to ghost you and you ended up breaking up with your boyfriend at the end of your sophmore year around your year and a half mark, and you and Yunho had started to fix your friendship but neither of you were able to stay 5 minutes without arguing. 

Fast forward even more you and Yunho practically hated each other for the rest of highschool and once you got into college you had just started to think you got away from him.

But guess what? With your shit luck, once you got your office job the next day- Yunho was in the space next to you.

At that point you honestly thought the world was just against you. 

Like sure you weren’t really mad at Yunho anymore, it was just kinda annoying. 

That leads to where you’re at now, standing next to your friend Wooyoung as Mingi is making his way around the room letting people draw.

 Mingi doesn’t have either your name or Yunhos name in the bag just so you two would get each other. You’re the last person to draw, besides Yunho since he’s in a meeting, and you grab one of the last papers already overcome with a sinking feeling in your stomach.

You have the paper in your hand eyeing Mingi suspiciously. 

You slowly unfold the paper and as soon as you see the “Y” your heart drops, “Mingi- you son of a bitch! Wooyoung, wanna trade? please?” Wooyoung and Mingi exchanged a look before Wooyoung simply said no and walked away. 

“Mingi, why are you such a pain in the ass,” you rested your head in your hands. “Look, maybe it’s just your shitty luck because I did nothing,” you’re about to say something but you get cut off as you see Yunho wrapped his arm around Mingi’s shoulder. 

You looked away awkwardly as Mingi hands him the bag to pick the last name out of the bag. He snaps his head up looking at you and you stare at him with wide eyes, “W-What?” he turns his head to mingi while responding, “none of your business,” you scoff while rolling your eyes as you turn to go back to your work space.

You sat down with a huff, you were pretty sure he got you and that’s why he made such a big deal. It wasn’t that it was hard to get him something, yall are together everyday and even after work since you both have the same friends. It was just the whole secret Santa process. When you give your gift you have to spend the whole day doing stuff and at the end you give your gift and reveal you’re their secret Santa (it was honestly a long process that was kinda burdensome for anyone involved) and with Yunho it would be way too awkward. 

*

It was after work and you usually walk back to your place with Seonghwa since you both lived on the same floor(Yunho and San both lived in the same building as well).

It was a bit awkward for you both when you found out. For the first month, you both thought that the other was following the other. And you both happened to confront each other at the same time and had a good awkward laugh after. After that you two waited for each other after work but never talked as you walked next to each other. It literally took months for you and Seonghwa to start a conversation, a simple “Hi, how are you?” Small talk, eventually you two became really close friends. 

“Hwa, I’m being serious,” he was looking at you completely unamused, already tired of your whining. “I need you to trade with me,” “Look, Y/N, I know that whatever feud you have with Yunho is a big deal or whatever but either way unless he trades with someone, which no one is going to, you’re gonna he stuck with him all day anyways.” You know he’s right, but you’re really not having it. “Sweetheart, you’re just gonna have to be a big girl and suck it up,” Seonghwa wrapped his arm around you as he pulled you into him and kissed your cheek.

You and Seonghwa didn’t date, which surprised everyone who asked, you two were just overly flirty but had no real interest in each other. 

You both walked hand in hand and side by side going into the building and of course(with your shit luck) Yunho was there with San talking near the entrance. 

“Oh! Y/N! Seonghwa!” You sighed loudly and rolled your eyes which caused Seonghwa to squeeze your hand tighter warning you to stop. He steered you towards their direction, and by steered I mean dragged. 

“Yunho. San.” Seonghwa addressed them awkwardly. 

“San…” you smiled at him gently. 

San looked between you and Seonghwa awkwardly as you two were still holding hands and you were practically leaning on him. You let go of Seonghwa’s hand but still kept your position next to him. 

You glanced to Yunho and saw him looking away with his jaw clenched, 

“How about we go get dinner together?” 

“Ummm… you know… I’m not really hungry…” you were honestly really hungry but you didn’t want to go eat with Yunho. “No come on! I’ll buy?” He hit your weak spot and he knew it.

“Fine… but I want ice cream after.” San rolled his eyes but agreed and made everyone pile into his car. 

You sat in the back with Seonghwa while you drove to San’s favourite restaurant that conveniently was on the other side of town during traffic hour. You were getting bored since your phone died at work earlier in the day.

After about 10 minutes of staring out the back window at the traffic Seonghwa gave you one of his earbuds so you could listen to music with him. You leaned against his shoulder and closed your eyes since it felt like you were gonna be stuck in traffic for forever. 

Eventually you got to the restaurant since Seonghwa woke you up saying we have to hurry before San orders without us. San was long gone and it was only you, Seonghwa, and Yunho in the car. You blinked at him confused, “cute” he winked at you and pecked your lips. You jumped as you heard the car door slam shut as Yunho walked into the restaurant.

 Seonghwa chuckled and opened the door to go in the restaurant. You sat there for a second completely confused, Seonghwa has never kissed you in front of other people before so that really messed your mind up. 

No one other than you, san, and Seonghwa knew about you two. You were best friends but sometimes there would be a few hookups here and there. It wasn’t really that serious between you two, and there was no romantic feelings between you and Seonghwa. It’s just… sometimes when he spends the night… it’ll be a little more than sleeping… but that's no ones business… except San… because he’s joined before… 

After you got over your little moment you got out the car yourself and caught up with Seonghwa. 

You were honestly confused about what was happening and why everyone was acting funny but you decided to just push it to the back of your mind and just enjoy the dinner. 

It was a cute diner that’s been here forever, and you and San usually come alone but since everyone is deciding to be an ass the whole world had to join as well. You got your usual, a waffle (even though it was dinner time) and Yunho got what he always used to get when you came in high school, a bacon cheeseburger with curly fries. San and Seonghwa both got a whole pizza. 

Everyone was talking besides you, it honestly wasn’t because you were uncomfortable, it was it just because you missed being able to do this. You missed going out with your friends and not having to worry about Yunho picking on you every 5 seconds. 

You found yourself staring at Yunho. This was the first time you both came back here after fighting and declaring you both hated each other. 

Even though it was on the opposite side of town, Yunho had a license and always drove you two to get burgers and share a milkshake. 

You’re probably being over emotional but you start to tear up and Yunho isn’t completely oblivious to you so he notices and stares at your teary eyes not knowing what to do. 

You pull yourself together once you get your food, “Y/N- you’re such a loser, why do you always get breakfast?” San eyes your waffle suspiciously. “Is there Crack in it or something?” You fling some of your tea at him, “No you idiot, I just like waffles…” he rolls his eyes and shrugs as Seonghwa asks for you to feed him a bite of your waffle. 

You stare down at your plate contemplating if you really want to share your waffle but in the end you agree and cut him a piece and feed him the waffle. 

“Mhmm, it almost tastes as good as you…” you snap your eyes to Seonghwa as he winks at you. You hear someone suck in their breath and you’re literally so confused on what is wrong with everyone. You decide to ignore Seonghwas comment and go back to eating your waffle silently while Seonghwa and San talk with Yunho occasionally adding his input.

You were honestly eyeing Yunho’s curly fries the whole time since you literally haven’t eaten them since high school. You’re looking down at your waffle and you see Yunho grab a handful of his curly fries and place them onto your plate. You look up at him and you send him an appreciative smile and he could see back when y'all were 16. 

*

If you were to ask Yunho what happened to your friendship, you’d get a completely different answer. 

Back in 9th grade when you got a boyfriend, he was honestly truly happy for you. Sure he was jealous that he didn’t have you to himself but it was to be expected. 

One night someone came to his house really late. It was Felix, your boyfriend. As soon as he opened the door, a fist came in contact with his nose. Long story short Felix told him to stay away from “his girlfriend” because you are “his” and he can’t afford losing you to “someone like him.” 

After that he didn’t go to school for the next few days because of the bruising, avoided your calls and texts, then after awhile completely pretended you didn’t exist.

He knew how much it hurt you. 9 years of friendship, down the drain. Just because of some stupid boy who doesn’t even know how to treat you. Yunho loved you. He had been in love with you since he could remember. You obviously didn’t like him because you two were best friends, but to Yunho it was okay. He was okay with just being friends because he didn’t want to lose you. 

After you broke up with Felix, you tried fixing the relationship between you and Yunho, but he had built his walls back up and started arguing with you as a defense mechanism. It wasn’t the healthiest of all things to do since it caused the both of you to completely stop talking until you both somehow got the same job. 

It leads to now, where he’s giving you all his fries because he knows they’re your favourite. It doesn’t matter how much you two argue, he always gives you what you want, even though you don’t know it. 

*

Everyone is done with their food and you excuse yourself to go outside. While you were coming in you saw this store that sold different paintings and posters. There is customised art you can make with an audio and they will paint the auto waves. 

You sent the artist a voice message that you still have with Yunho. It was you apologising after one of the first fights you had. The whole voice memo was basically you telling Yunho how much you love him and you’ll be his friend forever while sobbing. 

This was basically going to be your “Look I don’t know what happened, but let’s start over because I still love you so much” gift. 

You quickly placed your order and went back to the restaurant and saw San paying. You wrap your arms around Sans shoulders, “Thank you San-a. You’re the best.” He turns around and brings you into a hug, “So… how about the icecream now?” 

You quickly pull away, “Okay! Let’s now!” San and Seonghwa both laughed as Yunho rolled his eyes in the back while hiding a smile. Everyone knew ice cream was your favourite, chocolate chip cookie dough, that’s the one you always got. 

The 4 of you walked to the ice cream parlour on the next block. San and Seonghwa were immersed in a conversation walking ahead of you and Yunho. 

You and Yunho were walking side by side completely quiet, the tension was so thick you could physically feel it. 

“So, who’d you get for secret Santa?” Yunho slowed down a little bit for the both of you to talk. “Oh, umm it’s called secret Santa for a reason, it's a secret” you look up at Yunho with a small smile. “Mhm… that’s fair I guess” he says with a small laugh.

“So… what about you? Who’d you get?” He laughs loudly at your question, “What?! I thought it was a secret? You’re not gonna tell me yours but you want me to tell you mine? What a cheat!” You elbow him in the side and roll your eyes.

“How about… we both give hints?” At this point you were both aware you got each other, and you were both just picking for fun. 

He Yunho pretended to think for a few seconds, “okay, fine… so… the person I got… SHE is someone I care about. Like a lot. And I don’t think she knows it anymore but maybe after I get the gift she’ll remember all the good things that happened with us…” you both had stopped waking. You could feel your heart beating faster and you could feel yourself breathing harder. 

You nodded, “y-yeah. Mine. Umm… is also to a person I care a lot about… and I hope after I give him the present it’ll clear things up… you know? And it might not be a lot, but it was really fucking expensive so he better appreciate it.” You told Yunho before winking at him. 

You were walking off to catch up with Seonghwa and San who didn’t even notice you two were gone. 

“Wait!” You turn around to see Yunho jogging after you. “What?” You stop and turn around. “You already got your present? We just got our people today,” you smiled at him, “No, I placed the order already. It should be ready to get picked up in a few days.” Yunho blinks at you confused but nods anyway.

You and Yunho are still walking side by side as you both enter the ice cream shop, “You want the usual?” You agree without even thinking about how Yunho knows what ice cream you get.

You go to sit with Seonghwa at the booth at the back of the parlour. 

Seonghwa sits staring at you for a good 30 seconds before you break, “What are you doing? Why are you eye fucking me? You and San have both been acting weird all day.” Seonghwa looks behind you quickly before leaning in to the point where your noses were touching. You involuntarily look down to his lips and you can feel your cheeks start to get red, “I really don’t know what you mean Y/N. Can I not just appreciate my best friend?”

He licks his lips as he tilts his head. Your lips were brushing and you could feel his smirk against your lips, “I mean, when you’re practically making out with me… isn’t that a bit more than appreciating?” 

“Here’s your ice cream Hwa,” San came rushing to the table practically throwing Seonghwa’s cup to him. 

You pulled away from Seonghwa and turned your body the opposite direction to calm yourself down. You rested your cool hands on your burning cheeks as you saw Yunho wasn’t far behind San. 

You’re not really sure what Seonghwa is doing but it’s most definitely supposed to make someone jealous, you’re not completely oblivious to what’s happening. You’re just not sure who… Either San or Yunho, and you don’t understand why he would ever try to make San jealous, so it had to be Yunho. 

You were really confused but decided to play along with whatever game San and (mostly) Seonghwa were playing. All you had to do was flirt shamelessly, right? It couldn’t be that hard, you just had to pay attention to Yunho’s reactions at the same time. 

Yunho handed you your waffle cone and you took it with a smile. You exchanged a look with San that told him you knew what they were doing. He looked at Seonghwa, who was looking at you, and elbowed him in the side. Seonghwa smirked at you and looked back down at his ice cream. You looked back at San and kicked him on his shin as a warning. 

The whole time Yunho was looking between the three of you trying to figure out what was happening. Yunho decided to ignore whatever was happening but made a note to ask San about it later. 

Yunho wasn’t particularly fond of Seonghwa. But Seonghwa was your best friend and he had no control over it. There wasn’t any need for him to be that flirty with you. I mean yeah, all best friends are like that but you don’t go kissing your best friend for no reason. Right? Yunho could tell you were kinda confused on what was happening as well but he also saw you went along with it. So it obviously wasn’t unwanted… Yunho was just really confused. He was jealous too. He knew he had no right to be jealous because he wasn’t dating you, you couldn’t even really call each other friends anymore. 

You looked around a little to see if anyone was paying attention to you. San and Yunho were in a conversation about their upcoming project for work, and Seonghwa was sitting on his phone. 

You move move your foot to start rubbing on Seonghwa’s lower leg. He looks up at you then to Yunho, who’s not paying attention, then back to his phone.

You continue to eat your ice cream pretending that you don’t know what your doing, you have to be really careful. San probably won’t notice, but Yunho is sitting right next to you and has a clear view of under the table. 

You stop, but leave your foot where it is. You finish the rest of your ice cream, and decide to keep messing with Seonghwa. 

Your legs are a lot shorter than you originally think, so you scoot forward causing Seonghwa to put his phone down and look at you. You look at him as innocently as possible as he shakes his head in a warning. 

You slide your foot up to rest on his thigh. Seonghwa looks at you with a smile before bouncing his leg causing you to bang your knee on the underneath of the table, “ow fuck!” Yunho and Sans attention turns to you, and Yunho looks under the table to see your foot on Seonghwa’s thigh. He looks between you and Seonghwa, “you good?” He asks you awkwardly, “She’s fine.” Yunho looks to you and you nod in reassurance. 

Yunho looks at you a little bit longer then turns to continue his conversation with San. Seonghwa is laughing to himself as you get a surge of confidence and place your foot on his crotch. He groans loudly with wide eyes and once again, all the attention is on you two. 

You quickly move your foot back to his thigh, and you look at Seonghwa with wide eyes. San and Yunho both snap their heads to Seonghwa and you look around pretending you didn’t hear anything. 

San looked at you with wide eyes. You shake your head knowing what he’s asking. He raises his eyebrows at you and you bite your lip while looking down. San snorts as he’s looking at Yunho’s confused expression, “So, Seonghwa… how's your project going?” San winks at you as you move your foot to go back to his crotch. Seonghwa looks between you and San and if looks could kill, you’d both be dead. 

“Umm… you know, we’re almost done. And I-It’ll be d-done probably by F-Friday.” You’re putting more pressure on his length with your foot and you start to move it slowly. 

You can see Seonghwa’s face start to get red. His fist is clenched on top of the table and you can see his knuckles turning white. 

“Are you okay… Seonghwa?” Seonghwa lifts his face from his hands and shoots Yunho a look, “I’m fine.” Yunho nods and gets on his phone awkwardly.

Seonghwa nods his head towards the restroom with raised eyebrows. You shake your head not wanting San to know what’s going to happen and leave Yunho confused. You contemplate if you should actually get up or not, but in the end you decide to go to the restroom, “Hey, I’ll be right back, I’m going to the restroom.” Yunho nods while San is looking at you with a knowing look. 

You get up and go to the single-stalled family restroom to wait for Seonghwa. You take a second to look at yourself in the mirror and you can see your flushed cheeks and your dark eyes looking back at you. You see the door open behind you and before you can even turn around the door is locked and there’s a hand around your throat. 

“You’re such a fucking slut, you’re really trying to get me off when there are people next to us? Huh? What if Yunho saw? What if San tells him what a fucking whore you are?” Your breathing becomes heavier as Seonghwa speaks in your ear. 

“See, look at yourself in the mirror. Don’t you look like a whore letting me touch you in the restroom?” Seonghwa’s hands are moving lower down to your chest. “Answer me, Kitten.” You whine softly as you feel his mouth on your neck. 

“Y-Yes. Yes, I’m being a whore for letting you t-touch me in the restroom.” Seonghwa starts leaving small marks on your neck. 

“Mhmm… right, my whore.” He turns your body to where you’re facing him. 

“I’m gonna tell you what’s gonna happen okay?” you nod as you move to attach your lips to Seonghwa’s neck. “You’re gonna suck me off, then we’re gonna go back and pretend this didn’t happen, yeah? Then when we get back to the apartment, I’ll take care of you. Deal?” you start to argue but stop since you know it’s not gonna get you anything so you agree and continue to mark Seonghwa’s neck with your pretty pink marks.

Seonghwa runs his hands down your hair, he grabs a chunk of it and pulls you back, “You better hurry kitten before Yunho notices we’ve been gone for too long. 

You sink down to your knees and unbutton Seonghwa’s pants. He’s already hard so you can see the strain left on both his jeans and boxers. You look up at him once more for conformation, and once he nods his head you reach to grab his length from in his boxers. You stare for a second before tightening your grip and moving your hand slowly. 

You hear Seonghwa groan from above you and it only gives you the confidence to bring yourself closer and place the head on your tongue. You smile as you can feel the weight of him on your tongue and you look up at him with the most innocent look you can give. 

You close your mouth around the tip and he moves to hold your face in one of his hands. “Fuck, you’re so pretty kitten.” You smile softly while taking more of his length in your mouth. 

You feel him grab the back of your hair and take that as a cue to move your hands to his thighs. “Tap my thighs if you need me to stop, okay?” You close your eyes and he takes it as an okay to continue. 

He strokes your hair softly for a few seconds before starting to slowly move his hips. He’s holding your head with both of his hands and started to go deeper and faster. You could feel your eyes start to water already and you quickly thank yourself for not wearing any makeup today.

Seonghwa was getting desperate. His precum coming out more frequently, he was snapping his hips harshly as wet, gagging sounds filled the air around you. He pushes your head all the way down his cock until your nose was touching his pubic bone. You gripped his thigh tighter as you focused on breathing through your nose. 

You opened your eyes for a second, catching Seonghwa’s eyes as he was looking down at you. He throws his head back as he moans your name loudly. He was so close, you could feel him twitching in your mouth as he held your head still. 

You tapped on his thigh a few times and he immediately pulls out of your mouth. You take in a big breath as you see a string of saliva connecting from the tip of his dick to your lips. 

He was looking down at your fucked out face. Your checks were tinted a rose colour, your eyelashes were wet with tears, and your swollen lips wet with saliva. 

He moves his hand from your head and holds your face gently in his hands, wiping your tears from your face. 

You move to take his cock in your hand once again and this time your both a lot more gentle. He watches you softly as you slowly kiss down his length before carefully placing the head back in your mouth. 

You suck softly on the head and you’re starting to find it hard not to touch yourself. You whine as your taking more of his length into your mouth, “I know kitten, we’ll go back soon. I’ll take good care of you kitten, just wait okay?” You nod softly as you grip the rest of his length. 

“Gonna let me cum in your mouth? Gonna swallow it all like a good kitten?” You look up at Seonghwa and whine loudly. You pull off his cock with a popping sound as you look up and open your mouth for him. 

He looks down at you with your eyes on his face and your mouth open ready to catch all his cum in your mouth like a good kitten. 

He grips his cock and continued to get himself off in front of your face. “S-such a good kitten, good girl. Fuck, let-letting me cum on your face in the restroom. S-so good… sucking my cock like a little whore in the restroom, t-then going out and talking to o-our friends. I-It's okay right? B-because you’re my whore right?” You felt like you could cum untouched at this point. 

You moaned loudly and that was all it took for him to cum. You were able to catch most of his cum in your mouth and some sprinkled your cheeks and chin. 

You waited until he gave you the okay then you closed your mouth to swallow. You opened your mouth to show you swallowed and Seonghwa strokes your hair, whispering praises. 

He tucks himself back in his pants and gives you a hand to help you up. He looks around for a second before getting a paper towel and wetting it so he can carefully wipe the cum off your face.

“Turn around kitten,” you turn around and you get a good look at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes widen as you see how you look. “S-Seonghwa… it looks like I just got fucked in the restroom,” he laughs as he’s trying his best to fix your hair. “You’re not wrong,” you turn around and snack his chest. 

You look back in the mirror and you see the hickey’s covering your neck and jaw. You start whining about the marks but then see you see the marks you left on Seonghwa’s neck so you stop. 

“I tried my best kitten, you go first,” he kisses you gently and he brings his hand down to cup your crotch, “I’ll take care of you in a minute, just be a good girl.” You let out a quiet moan and move so you can unlock the door and walk out. 

Seonghwa looks at you with a smirk as you pause to look out the door to make sure no one is there. You look back at Seonghwa and he nods at you to go. You look at the clock on the wall 8:58, you’ve been in the restroom for around 25 minutes. You walk back to the table thinking of excuses to tell if they ask, even though San was well aware of what you were doing. 

You sat back down next to Yunho awkwardly trying your best to cover the right side of your face with your hair. 

“Why were you in the restroom so long?” You snapped your head up in San’s direction. “What?” He’s such a little shit, “you heard me,” you looked towards Yunho and he was scanning your face expectantly. “Umm… you know… girl problems…” he pretended to nod in understanding. Yunho looked back down at his phone with cheeks red with embarrassment. 

After a couple more minutes Seonghwa comes back to the table, “So, are we ready to go?” You look down with a smile. “Where were you?” You roll your eyes and look up at San. You turn and see Yunho scanning Seonghwa, his eyes widen and he looks over at you with the same expression. 

You’re completely aware they can both see all of Seonghwa’s hickeys and if you’re not careful, they’re both going to be able to see yours too. 

Seonghwa completely ignores the question and gets up, “Alrighty, I don’t know about yall but I’m tired so we should get going.” You nod and get up to join Seonghwa. When you get up you shuffle uncomfortably, your underwear is sticking to your core and you can feel how uncomfortable it is. 

San and Yunho are both blinking up at you two and Yunho shrugs and stands up as well. Seonghwa starts to walk out of the shop and he puts his hand out for you to take it. You grab his hand and walk quickly to catch up with him. 

Neither of you are really paying attention to if Yunho and San are behind you. You’re both walking really fast towards the restaurant that’s down the street so you can go to sans car. 

~

“Are they dating?” Sans head turns to Yunho. “Sorry, what?” San looks ahead to see you and Seonghwa walking hand in hand. “Umm… no… They’re just really close. Best friends.” If he was being honest, he has no idea if yall were dating. He thought it was just hookups occasionally, but sometimes you two look like a couple. 

“Are you sure they’re not more than friends? Like… you know… you saw his neck.” San had no idea what to tell him. Yunho had told San about what had happened between the two of you, and he told San that he really likes you. 

San sighed heavily, “Yunho, you shouldn’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to.” Yunho looked at San, “Really? Is that what they were doing in the restroom?” Fuck. “You know, Yunho, I’m not sure. Maybe. But look, they’re best friends. They’ve been best friends for over 5 years now. They’re closer than anyone else. Yunho they’re probably closer than you two were. But I can tell you right now, yeah they might hookup every once in a while, but there isn’t any romantic attraction.” Yunho is staring at the two of you like he just saw a ghost.

“How, how are you sure about that?” San rolls his eyes, “You really need to stop asking questions. This thing between them has been going on for maybe 3 out of the 5 years they’ve been friends. They’ve both dated since they’ve been friends, it stops. When y/n got a boyfriend last year, they stopped hooking up. If there were romantic feelings, they wouldn’t have dated or they would be dating each other.” Yunho nods but he really doesn’t look so sure. He feels a pang of jealousy as he sees Seonghwa lean down to whisper something in your ear. 

“How do you know so much?” San ignored Yunho’s question and kept walking. “No san, I’m serious. Do you… do it too… with Seonghwa?” San still didn’t answer his question, “Yunho, what did I just tell you? I just told you to stop asking questions you don’t want the answer to,” Yunho sighed heavily, “Why?” San looked at him like he was crazy, “what do you mean why?” Yunho rolled his eyes, “you know exactly what I’m asking San. Is it the same as Seonghwa? Just to hookup?” San nodded, “look, I don’t like her as more than a friend. None of us do, just you. And if you choose to pursue your feelings, then go for it.”  

~

“Seonghwa shut up they’re gonna hear you,” the whole time yall were walking Seonghwa was saying what he wants to do to you out loud. Seonghwa smirks as he sees the car in the parking lot. He turns around and sees Yunho and San are a significant distance behind you two. As you both approach the car he grabs your hips and pushes you against the car. 

“Hwa, they're gonna see us…” you moan loudly as he sticks his knee between your legs. He presses his knee against your core as he leans forward brings you into a kiss. Seonghwa is softly rubbing at your side as he brushes his tongue against your bottom lip. 

You always forget how good of a kisser Seonghwa is, his lips are soft and it always makes you feel like you’re in heaven. 

You whine as he takes his knee from between your legs. “Hwa please, I cant… fuck,” you needed to be touched so bad. “Kitten, do you want San and Yunho to see? Maybe you do huh? Are me and San not enough? Do you want Yunho too? Do you want Yunho to see what a little whore you are? Want him to fuck you too?” You shake your head, “N-no I just, I just need you to touch me” he rolled his eyes looking down at you. “If you don’t stop being a brat I’m not-“ he got cut off as you heard the car door unlock.

Seonghwa cupped your core again, “you’re gonna sit with your legs open, okay kitten? So everyone will be able to smell how sweet you are.”  

You opened the door and scooted to the end. Seonghwa came in after you and sat in the middle. He pulled your leg to go over his and he rested his hand on your inner thigh. You looked towards him as he laughed, “I can smell how wet you are,” you looked at Seonghwa before you stuck your hand in your pants. Seonghwa immediately grabbed your wrist and tried to take your hand out of your jeans, “what the fuck are you doing? You groaned, “touching myself since you’re not touching me.” 

When you heard the door open you took your hand out of your pants, “oh my god, you’re such a fucking brat” Seonghwa said while Yunho was getting in the car. Seonghwa left his hand on your thigh, part of his hand resting on your core. 

San got in the car shortly after Yunho, “What’re y'all in such a rush for?” San turns to see if any cars are coming and he sees Seonghwa’s hand practically on your crotch. He snickers and goes back to pulling out of the parking, “Umm… no reason in particular, we’re just tired.” San hums in understanding, “I’m pretty tired too, how about all four of us go take a nap together?” San winks at you in the rearview mirror. Seonghwa laughs next to you as your cheeks turn red. 

“Answer him.” You turn to Seonghwa and you shake your head. San looks at you in the mirror again with that stupid smirk, “Umm… you can join if you want…” Yunho looks to San with a clenched jaw now that he knows what they’re talking about. 

“I will if Yunho joins,” you whine softly as Seonghwa rubs up and down your clothed core. You reach a red light and San turns to watch what Seonghwa is doing. 

You can sense that Yunho is probably uncomfortable so you try your best to ignore what’s happening. You close your eyes and bring your hands up to your face, “Y-Yunho probably doesn’t want to.” San bites his lip and turns to Yunho, “Do you want to?” 

You’re fully expecting Yunho to say no since he probably already knows what’s happening. Seonghwa places pressure straight on your clit and starts to make small circles. You’re still parked at the light even though it’s now green. It’s past 9 and there are no cars out on a Wednesday night. 

“Y-Yes I’ll Umm… I’ll join…” you whine loudly and close your legs as you were so close to cumming. “S-Seonghwa, I’m- I can’t, please,” he strokes your thigh softly, “I know kitten it’s okay, go ahead.” You see San look towards Yunho. Yunho is still looking forward, probably out of embarrassment. “Wait, Seonghwa, scoot over so Yunho can see Y/N,” 

Seonghwa moves to the other seat so you can move and be in the middle. “Yunho, why don’t you look and see how pretty my kitten is?” Seonghwa tells Yunho to look in your direction. Seonghwa unbuttons your pants and sticks his hand into your underwear. 

Seonghwa runs his fingers down your slit, collecting all of your juices on his fingers. He pulls his hand out of your pants to show his wet fingers. 

Yunho looks back in time for Seonghwa to offer his wet fingers to San who’s now palming himself. You watch San suck on Seonghwa’s fingers with a whine. “You wanna touch her?” Seonghwa asks San as he pulls his fingers out of his mouth. “I can wait, wanna touch her properly,” Seonghwa looks to Yunho and as expected he shakes his head.

Seonghwa shrugs as he sticks his hands back in your pants, this time inserting a finger into you. You start to whine and moan loudly, “Fuck, Seonghwa please. I need to cum. I’ll be good now, I promise.” You can feel all 3 pairs of eyes on you. Seonghwa and San are both staring at you with zero hesitation and Yunho is taking glances at you every few seconds, “Kitten, your such a whore,” Yunho’s eyebrows shoot up as he hears Seonghwa calling you names. Seonghwa adds another finger and starts to move them as fast as he can with your pants constricting his hand. “Fuck, San, look at our whore, how she’s begging to cum like a little bitch. So desperate kitten. You like the attention don’t you? Me and San just weren’t enough to please you huh?” You’re moaning uncontrollably now as Seonghwa looks up to Yunho, “Now you need Yunho too huh? You need Yunho to help us fuck you right?” 

Yunho is looking at you and Seonghwa with wide eyes then turns to look at San who has a smirk on his face. San looks down at Yunho’s bulge. San grabs one of Yunho’s fists that’s resting on his leg and moves it to press on his bulge. 

The pressure that San adds to Yunho’s hand makes him whimper. San freezes and looks at Yunho with a shocked expression, “Did- did you…” Yunho flushes red as he continues to palm himself. 

Your eyes shoot up to Yunho when you hear the noise he made, “fuck fuck fuck,” Seonghwa himself is shocked but he’s more focused on you right now, “You didn’t answer my question kitten, You weren’t satisfied with the two of us huh? You want yunho to join so he can help us fuck you. Since two cocks isn’t enough for you.” You nod vigorously, “Fuck, yes. I need Y-Yunho’s cock too. I need 3 cocks t-to make me S-satisfied cause I’m a wh-whore.” 

Hearing you say that made Yunho start to moan loudly, “F-Fuck, Yunho” you’re staring at his face. He looks so pretty with his cheeks flushed and his mouth open to let out his pretty moans. “You S-sound, fuck, you sound so pretty,” he bites his lip to keep his smile from showing. 

Yunho lets out more of his pretty moans and you can’t hold it anymore. Your legs start to shake as you cum, hard. You’re letting out pornagraphic moans and you can’t stop. 

Seonghwa kisses your forehead and San strokes your calf. You eventually open your eyes and see Yunho biting his lip with a pained expression on his face, “Y-Yunho?” You started carefully “I wish you could see how pretty you look… You look so pretty right now, you’re doing so well.” Everyone’s eyes are on Yunho but he doesn’t even notice. 

Seonghwa carefully buttons your pants back up and you sit up with a grimace. You scoot up the seat and you take Yunho’s face in your hand. Yunho starts to breathe louder and his whimpers become louder, filling the car. You look to both San and Seonghwa who are both looking at you and Yunho intently, you hesitate before you say “puppy… can you be good and cum for me?” You hear Seonghwa take in a breath behind you but you’re focused on how pretty Yunho is. Yunho lets out a choked moan as he cums in his pants. You whisper praises to him while playing with his hair. 

He opens his eyes and you kiss him softly on his forehead, “you okay?” He gives you the softest smile and nods. You move back in your seat and you look at San, “did you…” he knows what you mean and chuckles, “yeah, like 5 minutes before you did,” you roll your eyes and laugh, “should’ve known, you’re always first.” Laughter fills the car clearing away any awkwardness left. You turn to Seonghwa and ask the same question, “nope, I’d rather cum in you” he tells you with a wink. You turn away without saying anything to look out the window with your flushed cheeks. 

San finally continues driving after 30 minutes of sitting at the light, “So… Yunho…” he turns to give Yunho a knowing look. Seonghwa laughs next to you knowing what San is gonna say. “You’re a sub huh? And a bottom?” You bite your lip to contain your smile as you continue looking out the window. 

Yunho clears his throat, “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about…” San and Seonghwa both snort loudly as you try your best to control your laughter. “Yeah, right… puppy…” he groans loudly and covers his face in his hands. You giggle softly, “Leave my puppy alone San, you’re just jealous I don’t call you anything cute.” Seonghwa rolls his eyes at the both of you, “y'all are idiots, stop the car, I'd rather walk back.” San jokingly pulls over and stops the car, “okay, bye.” You watch as Seonghwa stares at San with wide eyes. “W-wait… I was just kidding, I love you both” you start laughing and hitting Seonghwa. 

Yall continue driving in a comfortable silence. Everyone’s heart is beating a little faster as you get closer to the apartment. The car is starting to fill with a sexual tension you could practically taste. You were all shifting uncomfortably since you all, besides Seonghwa, came in your underwear at some point. 

San pulls into his parking spot faster than he’s ever had. All four of you practically jump out of the car and run to the elevator. The four of you all have rooms on different floors of the apartment. Yunho was about to ask who’s room but when Seonghwa immediately presses the floor to your place he looks at you confused, “I have the biggest bed, it usually fits us three but I’m sure it’ll be fine with you.” Yunho nods in understanding. “Yeah, she really splurged on her bed! It’ll fit all four of us just fine.” San has always loved your bed. He always came over for sleepovers and movie nights just so he can lay on your bed. 

The elevator opens and you all just stand there waiting for the first person to walk out. You roll your eyes and walk out first taking the key from your bag and going to the end of the hall to go to your place. 

Everyone follows behind you as you walk inside your apartment. San and Seonghwa practically live here with you, but Yunho has never been here before so you try and give him a quick tour. “Umm, so Yunho, let me just give you a quick tour. This is the kitchen here to the left. Then this is the living room.” You gestured to the area around you. You walked further into the room and lead Yunho into the hall where all the rooms are. “The first door to the left is the guest restroom. And the door at the end, on the left is the guest room and the one on the right is the master bedroom, my room, with the master bathroom.” 

Yunho looks around trying to take in the information, “I don’t know about you two, but we’re gonna go fuck now.” Seonghwa takes your hand and leads you to your bedroom. He leaves the door open as he picks you up and places you in the middle of your bed. 

You wrap your legs around his waist as he starts to kiss down your neck to your chest. “Seonghwa! Why are you so impatient? I haven’t touched her all day.” San came into the room complaining. You opened your eyes to look at San. You smile as you signal him to come towards you. 

You look back once again and see Yunho standing by the door, not sure what to do. If you were being honest, you didn’t really know what to do either. It was always just Seonghwa and San, and now that Yunho’s here too you feel the need to pay extra attention to him. 

Seonghwa is already lifting your shirt to kiss your stomach. “I- Yu- fuck… Seonghwa-” he lifted your shirt completely off and started to suck on your chest through your bra. 

“W-wait Seonghwa…” he stops and looks up at you, “G-get off for a second…” he complains but gets off anyway. He moves to lay where San is sitting as you sit up.

You look up and see Yunho staring at your chest. You smile, “Yun- Puppy, come here please.” He looks between you and the two boys next to you. “It’s alright, they won’t say anything…” he nods and walks towards you and sits right in front of you. “Are you, Are you okay? You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to.” He looks at you and nods while looking at your lips. “I need you to use your words puppy.” He whines quietly, “I-It’s okay. I want to stay.” 

You nod and push him back softly so he’s laying down on his back, “Tell me if you want me to stop, okay puppy?” You hold his face gently in your hands. You’re straddling his waist and you take a minute to look at him. You missed Yunho so much. You were staring so intently and lovingly into his eyes, and you knew he knew what you were trying to tell him. 

If you didn’t do something, anything, you were going to start crying and no one wants a shirtless crying girl to be sitting on them. You lean down to take him into a kiss. 

Seonghwa and San are both giving each other a look knowing this could most likely be the last time this is going to happen, unless Yunho is into that… 

You take Yunho's bottom lip into your mouth and you suck on it gently. Yunho starts to breathe heavier as he opens his mouth to allow access to your tongue. You and Yunho both know why you’re being so gentle, you’re trying your best to make up for everything that’s happened. 

Yunho whimpers quietly as you pull away. He chases your lips and you peck his lips softly. He has his fists clenched beside him as his eyes move down to your chest and stomach. “You can touch me,” he slowly places his hands on your waist, “Y-You’re so pretty.” Your heart felt like it could burst. You were looking at Yunho with the biggest heart eyes, “Not prettier than you puppy,” his cheeks tinted with a pink as he looks away from you. 

You look towards Seonghwa and San for the first time. They both pulled their length out of their pants and were watching You and Yunho while jerking themselves off. 

You smile to yourself again while watching as Yunho’s breathing becomes more labored. You scoot yourself lower and feel Yunho’s bulge on your crotch. 

You reach to pull Yunho’s shirt off and as your taking it off you can see all of his pretty flushed skin. He covers his face with his hands, “Don’t cover your face puppy, you’re so pretty. Look at how pretty you look right now, you look so fucked out and I haven’t even touched you properly.” You move to kiss down his neck and to his chest and stomach. As you make your way down to his stomach you leave marks all the way down to the top of his jeans. 

“You okay puppy?” He moans loudly as you take your tongue and lick between his nipples. “Mhm, I’m okay.” You could feel his hips struggling not to move against your core. “Do you want me to touch you?” Yunho have you a small nod in response, “I need you to use your big boy voice puppy.” He looks at you with pleading eyes, “I- Uhh… I want you to t-touch me p-please.” 

You look back over to where the two boys are, “you think I should touch him as he pleases?” San pretends to think, “you know… I wouldn’t… I’d make him wait…” Seonghwa shrugs, “I dunno, but I wanna touch you, so that’s what I’m gonna do.” You squeal as Seonghwa pulls you off of Yunho and pushes you down harshly on the bed. 

You roll your eyes at Seonghwa, “You're so impatient, you can’t even wait 20 minutes.” You gasp as Seonghwa pulls down both your pants and your panties at the same time. “F-fuck. Come here Yunho,” San told Yunho to join the three of you. Seonghwa had completely pulled off the clothing on the bottom half of your body, and he was now holding your legs open. San moves to the top part of your body and reached down to undo your bra. 

Seonghwa is holding your legs open so Yunho could see the juices soaking your core. “You can touch her, you know. I promise she’ll like it.” Yunho looks at me for conformation, “It’s okay. You can touch me puppy.” 

San was looking at you with an amazed expression. He’s never seen this side of you, your Dom side. They never really gave you a chance but he’s never really seen you as someone who could Dom because you look so soft. 

San never took Yunho as a Sub either. But when he was laying underneath you and even now when he’s asking you for permission, it fits him. Yunho usually has this strong boy persona when he’s with you and it’s his first time seeing him so… desperate.

Yunho carefully takes two of his fingers and runs then up your core. You moan loudly and try to close your legs but Seonghwa is holding them. San and Seonghwa are both staring at Yunho as he’s staring at your core like it’s not real. 

Yunho slowly inserts two of his fingers into you and you arch your back softly starting to grip San’s thigh. “Is- is it okay?” Yunho whispers as he starts to move his fingers slowly. “S-So good puppy. You’re doing so good.” You’re moaning quietly as you’re looking down to his chest and stomach. 

“puppy, can you take off your pants for me?” You look to Seonghwa and he has a smirk on his face, “it’s okay puppy, I just wanna see how pretty you are.” Yunho looks to San and he nods to give Yunho some reassurance. 

“Kitten, I’m gonna tell you what you’re going to do okay?” Seonghwa speaks up as Yunho starts to take his pants off. “You’re going fuck Yunho, then you’re gonna let me and San fuck you like the whore you are. And you’re going to let all 3 of us cum inside you.” You nod mindlessly as you’re watching Yunho slide his pants off. “And you’re going to cum for each of us.” Your head turns to San, “w-what? No, I won’t be able to…” San grabs your face in his hand, “yes you can, and you will.” 

You turn back to Yunho and you keep your eyes trained on his bulge. You look back at his face when you hear a whimper come from his pretty lips. You sit up and you run your hands down to the waist of his boxers. “Can I?” You ask Yunho. “P-please.”

You smile softly at him and bring down his boxers to expose his length the the three of you. Your mouth drops slightly and you lick your lips. “Puppy, you’re so big…” he covers his face again as you softly graze his length with a finger. “Don’t cover your face or else I’m not gonna touch you, okay puppy?” He whines but takes his hands off his face and looks back at you. 

Yunho was bigger than both San and Seonghwa. You grab him carefully and your fingers don’t even touch. Your heart is beating hard against your ribs and look look over to San who’s looking between Yunho and his length. 

“Y/n?” You looked up at him “yes puppy?” He hesitates for a second before he finally says, “C-Can- Can I please you?” You let a huge smile come over your face, “come here puppy” you lay down on your back and bring him to lay on top of you. 

You try to mentally prepare yourself, but you find yourself unable to contain the loud moan you release when you feel the head of his cock prob at your clit. 

Yunho looks at you with his length in his hand, “C-Can I?” You nod as he grabs one of your hands in his. 

Yunho readjusts himself above you, he lines up his erection with your entrance and you hold your breath. You feel the stretch of your walls and it’s something you haven’t felt this strongly in years. You squeeze your eyes shut and you squeeze Yunho’s hand tighter. 

Yunho whines loudly as he first enters you but stops as he feels you tense up. “A-are you okay?” You nod, “y-yeah, fuck. Y-you can k-keep going.” Yunho slowly pushes himself all the way in and stops so you and adjust to him. 

Yunho is whimpering above you and your rubbing his side softly, “y-you can move p-puppy.” 

Yunho is moving slowly trying to let you get used to the feeling, “d-does it h-hurt?” You shake your head to get him to continue. 

Yunho finally finds a comfortable pace and he held your hand and was staring at your face with the most loving look. You’re looking up at Yunho and he looks like he’s biting his lip so hard it’s going to draw blood, “P-Puppy, don’t- don’t hold your pretty noises in. I wanna hear you.” 

He finally starts to let his noises out. His soft whines and moans were making your core throb as he was moving at a faster pace. 

The room was being filled with moans and whimpers coming from you and Yunho, and groans coming from San and Seonghwa who were watching the two of you from the other side of the bed. 

His thrusts become quick and sloppy, and the sound of skin slapping can be heard throughout your whole place. Everyone can tell your close, Yunho can feel you clenching around him and your moans become louder and more frequent. 

Yunho brings himself down so he can go to kissing and sucking on your neck, and that’s it for you. You see stars behind your closed eyes as you feel waves of euphoria come over your whole body. His name comes out of your mouth like it’s the only word you know. 

You can hear Yunho moaning above you as he stilled inside you. “F-fuck, puppy, you’re doing so well for me.” He slowly starts to move again and you wrap your legs around his waist trying to ignore the overstimulation. 

You can hear his quiet moans in your ear and it urges you to want to make him cum, “You’re such a good boy, you’re doing so good for me. You sound so pretty. I wish I could hear your pretty moans all day.” You clench around him, Urging him to cum. “C-Can I c-cum please?” You smile and rub his back in a comforting manner, “yes puppy, cum for me please.” As soon as you gave him permission you felt his seed release inside of you. 

His strength gave out as he let all his body weight go on top of you. His heavy breathing was all that could be heard as he places his head in the crook of your neck. 

You bring one hand to rub his back and another hand to play with his hair, “You’re okay puppy. You did so well for you. Did such a good job for me.” You tilted your head so you can place kisses on the top of his head and on his forehead. 

He carefully takes his head out of your neck and looks at you for a minute. You smile at him and place a kiss on his nose then down to his lips. 

He pulls out of you with a grimace and you subconsciously clench to keep his cum inside you. Yunho moves to the side and San quickly replaces Yunho’s spot. 

San reaches down to collect the cum that was coming out of your entrance and shoves two fingers into your core to put it back, “Hope that was nice, now I’m gonna fuck you like the whore you are.” San immediately puts his whole length into your entrance and starts moving right away. 

He pulls out to see a mix of yours and Yunho’s cum on his cock. San flips you over so your laying on your stomach “gonna fuck you so hard you’re not gonna be able to walk tomorrow.” Your clenching around him impossibly hard as you can already feel the coil start to build in your stomach. 

San grabs a chunk of your hair and pulls you up so you’re now in doggy style. Your arms are barely able to keep you up, “you like it don’t you? You like us fucking you like the whore you are. You like for us to treat you like the whore you are. I can tell your close, you gonna cum for me?” 

Your arms gave out and the only thing holding you up is sans grip on your hips, your letting out muffled moans into the pillow. “You’re gonna cum whenever I tell you to okay? I want you to wait until I cum.” You try your best to nod your head. 

You’re so close to cumming. You start to bring your hips back to meet Sans thrusts, “San, please… can’t, I- I need… fuck” your blabbering incoherently as San moves his hand down to rub your clit. “F-Fuck okay baby, c-cum- cum for me” you let your orgasm take over your body. When San let’s go of your hips you immediately sink into the bed. You feel San kiss down your back telling you praises. 

Seonghwa flips you over carefully, “can you cum one more time for me kitten?” Your eyes are starting to become heavy but you nod anyways. “Use your words Kitten.” You whine from overstimulation as Seonghwa is rubbing his cock up and down your slit watching it get covered in the mixture of cum. “Y-yes. I can take it.” Seonghwa nods as he slowly sinks his cock into you with a groan. “If you need me to stop kitten, what’s the safe word?” You grip Seonghwa’s shoulders, “p-purple” Seonghwa kisses you gently “Good kitten.”

Seonghwa was being gentle. If you noticed it so would San, and probably even Yunho if he was paying attention earlier. He started off with a slow pace making sure to kiss every part of your face. Your heart was beating so hard in your chest that Seonghwa could probably hear it. 

Your core was throbbing as Seonghwa was reaching deeper inside of you causing your orgasm to build up again. 

“Fuck kitten, I’ve been waiting all day for this. How are you still so tight after being fucked so much?” Seonghwa was struggling to keep his Dom persona up. Seonghwa was breathing hard and his thrusts were begging to get sloppy. 

The room was filled with Seonghwa’s heavy breathing and your moans, along with the wet squelching noises coming from your bottom half. 

“S-Seonghwa, I’m gonna-” he nodded and kissed you softly. “It’s okay kitten. So am I.” You pull him into a kiss. You clenched around him as you came for the 4th time that night. His lips were muffling the moans that were spilling from your lips. It wasn’t long after you that he came, his lips still on yours. 

Seonghwa pulled out of you carefully as he grabbed a tissue that was on your bedside table to wipe the mess of of his length. You heard both San and Seonghwa get off the bed and Yunho sat beside you playing with your hair. 

You heard the water running and some doors open and close as Seonghwa came back with a wet towel to clean you off. He brought the towel in between your legs to clean all the cum from off your thighs and your core. 

San came back with some fresh sheets and Yunho picked you up bridal style so San and Seonghwa could take the soiled sheets off your bed and place them in your laundry. San and Seonghwa quickly replaced the sheets on your bed and Yunho placed you back in the middle, “Kitten you need to go use the restroom,” you shake your head, not wanting to get up and go to the restroom. “Kitten, you really have to go. You know that.” You complained but got up and walked the best you could to the restroom. 

Seonghwa and San both put their boxers back on and laid down on the bed, “Are you gonna lay down too or are you just gonna stand there?” San asked Yunho while rolling over to cuddle Seonghwa. “Umm… yeah I guess…” yunho already had put his boxers on so he walked to the other side of the bed and laid down a significant distance away from both San and Seonghwa. 

You walked out of the restroom and grabbed someone’s shirt from the floor and put it on. You crawled onto the bed and laid down in between Yunho and Seonghwa. Seonghwa grabbed his phone from the bedside table and started scrolling through his social media.  

“Hwa what time is it?” You asked with a yawn. Yunho had rolled and rested his head on your chest. You started playing with his hair as you were falling asleep, “11:42” Seonghwa replied.

“Oh shit, I gotta go, I promised my roommate I’d be there my midnight to watch a movie with him.” Everyone nodded and he said he’d lock the door on his way out. It was just you, Seonghwa, and Yunho laying down on the bed. You and Yunho were both half asleep and Seonghwa was on his phone.

After about 5 minutes Seonghwa said he was gonna head out too. He kissed you on the forehead and said bye to Yunho. 

“Should I Umm.. should I go too?” Yunho whispered to you when Seonghwa had finally walked out of your place. “No it’s okay. U-unless you want to leave…” you felt him shake his head, “No. I’ll stay.” Your heart was beating against your ribs and you were certain Yunho could hear it since he was laying on your chest. 

Yunho started to hold you and you rubbed his back and played with his hair. “Y-Yunho?” you whispered quietly. “Hmm?” You weren’t sure if this was the best time to bring this up, when you were both half naked, “I… I missed you. Like a lot. And I just wanna say I’m sorry for anything I ever did… And I know it probably doesn’t mean much to you… but I still love you so much and I’m so sorry I let anything get in between us.” You were tearing up and yunho pulled away from you to take your face in his hands. 

“No no no. It wasn’t your fault.” You sat up and you just let the tears fall from your eyes, “No, it is Yunho. If… If I didn’t like you the way I did, I wouldn’t have said yes to Felix when he asked me out.” You looked down and played with a loose thread on the shirt you were wearing. 

“It- it still isn’t your fault y/n. Look at me please.” You looked up to see Yunho looking down at you. “The only reason I stopped talking to you… I just gave up… Felix… Felix knew I liked you as more than a friend.” You looked at Yunho confused. “One day, he came to my house and when I opened the door… he punched me. He punched me and told me to stay away from you because “someone like me” doesn’t deserve “Someone Like You”” you blinked up at Yunho. “And after that I just gave up… I knew you were never going to like me because Felix was popular and smart and funny… and I was just me, your best friend.” 

You hold Yunho’s face in your hands, “Yunho I liked you so much… I loved you… and I was just too embarrassed to tell you because I didn’t think you liked me…” Yunho scanned your face for any sense of you lying to him, but when he saw your teary eyes he knew you were telling the truth. 

“And… Yunho… oh my god I feel like I’m in middle school again… I still like you a lot and I just… I don’t know. Never mind I’m being stupid.” Yunho shook his head and he pulled you into a kiss. Your heart felt like it was going to explode. 

“Look, we can talk about it tomorrow okay? When we’re both dressed.” He pulls you back down so you can lay down. 

You both lay in a comfortable silence, “Yunho, on Friday night, do you wanna go get dinner?” You feel him smile against your collarbone, “are you asking me on a date?” He asks while poking your side. “Mhm… then since I’m your secret Santa… we can go get your gift.” He laughs softly, “I would love to go on a date with you… and get a gift the same day? That sounds like a perfect day to me.” 

You smile against the top of his head. You’re happy everything is back to normal, even after 6 years of “hating” each other, everything finally feels back in place now that you have Yunho by your side again.

[bunnys-beetlejuice-blog]

bangs pots and pans together loudly FIC UPDATE COME GET YALL SOME JUICE

Apparently the vital, missing component to enjoying school was having a friend there. Go figure.

He and Kevin only have that first period class together, but they make the most of it, passing notes back and forth between the two of them, the teacher too tired that early in the morning to notice, or care. Lunch isn’t depressing anymore. They sit together under the shade tree, and Kevin does seem to also appreciate the view. “Can you even imagine working up a sweat, on purpose?” Betelgeuse pats his gut. “You know I can’t.”

“I can’t believe how little the track shorts are. That’s obscene. You think I’d look good in them?” “You join track and I’ll come to every meet, an’ it won’t be for th’ love of th’ sport.” He doesn’t think normal friends talk to each other like this, but he doesn’t actually know. Does everyone flirt with their friends? Are friends just cool people you wanna fuck but haven’t yet? Is it demon hormone bullshit, making him read into everything? Unclear.

It’s all going so good, until it isn’t, suddenly.

One lunch, two months into being there, Kevin pulls a huge and impressive old book from his backpack. “Look what I goooot,” he sing songs, waving it in Betelgeuse’s face, and he sneezes in response. “Smells old.” Emily and Lydia would love it. “It is. It’s very old,” Kevin confirms, and he moves so he’s sitting next to Betelgeuse, shoulder to shoulder, both their backs to the shade tree. “It’s about demons.”

Betelgeuse loses interest immediately, and focuses on not going pink at their shoulders touching, instead. “Z’at so?” he grunts. Kevin doesn’t seem to pick up on his moodiness, though. “It talks about all these ancient beings,” he explains, flipping pages. “Their summoning circles, their aspects,” he gives Betelgeuse a nudge at that, “all the things they can do for you, and the boons they grant.” He feels uncomfortable. “What’s with this? You obsessed with me, or somethin’?” He tries to play it as a joke, but that glint in Kevin’s eyes is back, and he doesn’t like it. “Of course, who wouldn’t be obsessed if they learned all this shit is actually true? It’s like there’s a whole secret world behind a locked door, and I’ve got the key.” Kevin looks back up at him.

He gets the feeling he’s the key. It’s not a good feeling.

“Where’d you even get this fuckin’ thing?” he lifts a finger, and the book slams closed in Kevin’s lap. His friend huffs. “Internet, of course.” “No, I mean… why were you lookin’ for somethin’ like this?” “I want to learn more. Don’t you?” Kev presses, and reopens the book. “I mean, what if there’s something amazing you can do, and you just don’t know, cause you’re not bothering to try?”

“So I’ll never know, so what?” Betelgeuse feels like this is a losing argument, but he tries anyways. “What’s so great about bein’ weird? You’re lucky you’re human.” “Dude, don’t even start with that. You can fly.” “So can humans,” he points out. “Wh- A plane and fucking levitating for fun are not the same, and you know it, BeetleJerk.” Kevin honestly can’t understand why he’s not excited over this. “I just mean… I’d rather be human, than this.” He blinks at his own words, because he’s never expressed that out loud before, ever. But it doesn’t feel untrue. “You’re out of your mind, more so than usual. Every human alive wants to feel special, and do the stuff you can do. Why are you acting like it’s so miserable all of a sudden? You use your powers all the time, I’ve seen you literally teleport five feet because you’re too lazy to walk.”

“You don’t get it.” He’s feeling sullen now, and he wiggles a little away from Kevin, and crosses his arms. “BJ, come on-” Betelgeuse teleports away to under the bleachers, and he eats his lunch there, until the bell rings.

He’s waiting for Emily after school, not feeling particularly friendly, when Kevin approaches. They stand there awkwardly. It feels tense, and weird, and he waits to see what the breather does. “Don’t be mad,” Kevin says, finally. “M’not mad.” “You sound mad.” “You know what mad on me looks like,” he finally turns to look at his friend, amber eyes burning with irritation. “First hand.”

Kevin looks down, and kicks at a rock that might not actually be there. “I thought you’d be excited. BJ, come on, I don’t wanna.. Not be friends over this.”

Betelgeuse signs, and scratches at the scruff on his chin. “It’s not like that,” he relents after a moment. “I just, I don’t care about that stuff. An’ I don’t wanna sit around, focusin’ on it. I don’t exactly like feelin’ different. Yeah, I do tricks an’ use my magic an’ stuff, but it’s hard to control. I lose my temper once an’ I could seriously destroy somethin’, or hurt my family. It doesn’t exactly feel good, knowin’ that. No one else my age can stand me, cause they can tell I’m weird. Before you, it was fuckin’ lonely, Kev.”

He feels a familiar pressure, because Kevin has taken his hand, and the human gives it a squeeze. He accepts it, melting a little against the other boy. “Still friends?” Kevin asks, and Betelgeuse purrs in response, resting his head on Kevin’s shoulder.

It’s not till later, at home, that he realizes Kevin never actually apologized.

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It’s like that, for a while. He knows Kevin still has the book. He knows he’s reading it, and sometimes Kevin will bring up demon stuff, but Betelgeuse has almost exactly a minute and a half of patience for answering questions or hearing about it. Still, Kev doesn’t stop. He might feel angrier if the breather wasn’t so god damn cute.

The air is starting to go cold, and leaves are beginning to fall. October is settling in, getting comfortable, and mom’s starting to break out the Halloween décor. It’s the middle of a kind of gloomy, Autumn day, when things get weird.

Kevin has the book open, much to Betelgeuse’s annoyance, and he’s blabbing away about a demon that supposedly grants wealth- “Do you think you could do that?” -when Betelgeuse looks down at the book, and sees Juno looking back at him. It’s not really her, it’s an illustration, but he’d recognize the bitch anywhere. She’s ink, glaring up from the page, those same age lines etched into her face, confirming his private theory that she’d been an old hag even when she was young. The slit neck is prominent, and as he stares, he sees smoke billow out of it. Oh, fuck no.

He grabs the book and slams it shut, startling Kevin, and then he teleports it directly under them, a mile down in the rock of the earth. Kev blinks for a moment, confused, before looking at his friend. “Wh.. Dude, WHAT?”

“Possessed book,” he croaks out, feeling tense, because he can smell cigarette smoke. “And you’re afraid of it? Why? You are also a literal fucking demon!” “That’s why I’m not messin’ with it!” Betelgeuse stands up, uneasy. The ground around the tree feels weird, now. He doesn’t like it here anymore. “Cause I actually understand why it’s a bad fuckin’ idea! God, you should have instincts that tell you not to mess with this stuff! You’re deficient, Kev, seriously.”

“Me deficient? Seriously?” Kev snaps, which hurts in a new, unexpected way. “Whatever, asshole. Give me my book back.” Kevin stands up, too, but he’s not uneasy, he’s angry.

“It’s better off where it is.”

“Which is where?”

Betelgeuse glances down. The grass around the tree is starting to wither. Kevin follows his gaze, but doesn’t seem to notice the dying vegetation. “You buried it? Come on!”

“Leave it, Kev.”

“This isn’t just your cool secret, anymore, it’s mine too!” Kevin glares at him. “You can’t keep me out of it, BJ. That’s not fair. God, at this point, I know more than you! You should be listening to me!”

He feels his volatile temper flare.

“Ex-fuckin’-scuze me?”

He waits for Kevin to take it back. Instead, his friend doubles down. “Demons have to listen to humans,” Kevin crosses his arms. “If they’re summoned. It’s in the book.” “Nobody summoned me,” Betelgeuse snarls, letting his real snake eyes show, an intimidation tactic that works for about half a second. Kevin’s too used to him, at this point. “I’m up here on a deal.” “Bet I could do it. I bet I could summon you. Then you’d have to listen to me.” “Yeah? Well, good luck without your stupid book!” He storms off, leaving Kevin standing there.

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The rest of the day sucks. He’s moody all day, annoyed in the car, grumpy in his room. He cranks metal and wishes he’d learned to play a guitar instead of his rinky, happy sounding ukulele. The instrument isn’t going to produce the noise he wants to express himself, right now. He throws it across the room, into a wall, where it smashes, and reforms a minute later, because… it’s still his favorite, after all. Even if it’s no good for expressing his teenage angst.

He can hear shuffling, and talking, outside his room, though he can’t make out what’s being said over the music. After a moment, though, there’s a knock at his door. “Hey, Bug?” Emily calls. “Can you come give me a hand with something?” He wants to tell her to piss off, go away, to leave him the hell alone, but.. It’s Emily. The CD player lets out a strangled choke and suddenly stops, and the door swings open, all without him moving from his flopped position on the bed. “Sup, ma?” he grunts. Emily peaks her head into the room, and smiles when she sees him, the expression radiating warmth and adoration and.. Oh, God/Satan, bless his sunbeam of a mother. “Just wondering if you’re free to do a little decorating?” She reaches behind her and grabs a fake severed bloody limb from the box he assumes she’s dragged into the hallway from the attic. “Don’t you worry it takes away from the “wow factor” to do Halloween twice a year?” He asks, standing and stretching, before apparating in the hallway behind her, and giving the decor box a nudge with his boot. “What? No way, there’s never enough Halloween!” Emily grins. “Get that, please.” The box floats along behind him as they head downstairs. They pause in the entryway, as Emily thinks out loud. “So, maybe the kitchen should be-” “Functional as a kitchen, please,” Charles calls from the living room. Emily rolls her eyes. “Okay, fine! Spoilsport! We’ll focus on the entryway for now,” she decides. “You wanna put up cobwebs in the rafters?” She gets on tiptoes to reach into the floating box, and he lowers it a bit for her, as she grabs the fake webbing. “I could just instantly decorate the whole room,” He takes to floating next to the box. “Could make sure it’s all normal human stuff, too,” He adds, before she can respond. “I know you can… But I like decorating,” Emily says brightly. “It’s not about getting it done quickly. It’s about, you know, doing it together.” “So why are dad and Lydia slacking?” Her smile doesn’t falter, but becomes softer. “It kinda felt like you needed some mom time, today,” She says simply. God, she can read him easier than Kev can read his stupid book. “We got in a fight,” he admits. She hums at that, because he only has one friend. It’s not hard to guess who he could possibly mean. “I’m sorry, Bug. What over?” He hesitates. So far he’s not let any of his family in on this book business. He’s been sort of hoping it could just go away on it’s own, and not be a thing. Kevin’s made it into a thing, though, and not telling even his mom feels… bad.

“He’s really into demons. Like, really, really into em,” He rasps, floating up and beginning to put up the spiderwebs, as his mother takes down the usual, sort of spooky wall hangings and trades them for her very intentionally spooky Halloween ones. “He’s got this book, an’ it’s all about demons an’ like, how to summon them, an’ their powers, an’ stuff… Sometimes th’ way he talks, it’s like.. Are we friends cause we’re friends, or friends cause you think I’m gonna be... useful?”

Maybe that doesn't make any sense, but that’s how it’s been feeling, like there’s an invisible shoe hanging midair, and it’s about to drop. His mother waits until he’s finished before looking up at him. “And you fought over that?” She prods. “Not exactly.” How the fuck can she even tell that, though? Damn her mom powers. He really, really didn’t want to talk about this, not to her, but… “I saw Juno. In th’ book,'' He lowers back down to the floor, and digs through the box, pulling out fake body parts. Back up he goes, to stick these in the fake webbing. “It was just a drawing of her, but it started like.. Billowing smoke-”

“From the neck,” His mother remembers, suppressing a shudder.

“Yeah. I could smell the smoke. So I got rid of the book, buried it in th’ school yard, but Kev got all pissy about it. He thinks he’s an expert on this shit, an’ he’s gonna mess with somethin’ big if he keeps this up.” “I’m sure you’ve told him that.” “He doesn’t listen. He gets this look in his eye, like it’s a game, or like… I dunno. Feels sometimes like he thinks he’s…” He searches for the words. “Like he thinks he oughta be the boss a’me, or somethin’.”

He rubs absentmindedly at the moss on his nose. It clings, stubborn as ever, same with the patches by his hairline, and he’s found it’s easier to just add another little layer to his glamour than try to do anything about it.

Maybe that’s indicative of a bigger problem. It’s easier to do a bit of magic and make everything look better than to actually fix the underlying problem. Ugh, introspection, how absolutely miserable. He wants to keep thoughts like that locked away tight, but they have a habit of slipping past his mental defenses and making him feel worse. Absolutely no one can make him feel shittier than he himself can. He sinks to the ground, going purple, and he’s instantly wrapped in his mother’s arms. “It’s okay, Beetlejuice,” Emily has both her hands on the back of his head, and he pushes his face into the crook of her neck. “I just.. I’ve only got the one friend,” he groans. “I don’t wanna stop bein’ his friend, but.. Fuck, ma.”

“I know.” Her voice is a soothing balm. She works her hands through the mess of purple hair at the back of his head. “I know, sweetheart. I know it’s lonely at school, but school isn’t forever,” she tries to assure him. “If your friend is treating you this way, well.. He’s not a very good friend. Do you want to be around someone who makes you feel this bad? Does it feel worth it, to you?”

He knows the correct answer is, “No,” but he’s not sure if his self esteem is high enough for that.

“I like him a lot,” He grumbles, and she hums again. “He’s handsome,” She says, and then pulls back far enough to pinch his nose. “But not as handsome as my son, of course,” and it’s silly enough to help knock away his mood, so that’s something, at least. “What should I do?” He doesn’t pull away from her, just soaks up the mom energy for as long as he can. “I think you need to have a talk,” Emily tells him. “Lay out how you’re feeling. Try to get his side of things, and make sure he hears your side, too. Then, at least you both tried, you know?”

It’s such a mom type answer. He groans again.

“I was worried you’d say some shit like that.” She fuzzes his hair, and he feels the tingle in his scalp that means it’s changed colors. Back to green, he assumes. “You know your moss changes color along with your hair? And your creepo-stache?” “Leave the stache alone, it’s tryin’ it’s best,” He pretends to be defensive.

“It makes you look like the founder of a forum for people who marry their cars,” Lydia offers, from the bottom step of the staircase, where she has apparently been just chilling and listening.

“Wh-! Mom, it’s not that bad, right?” Emily tilts her head to the side and gives what can only be described as a condescending smile. “Oh, you’re both in for it now.” He brings the various decor items to life to terrorize them, and then Charles joins his side, sympathizing with his son vis-à-vis bad teenage facial hair, and by the time the whole squabble is over, hardly any decorating has gotten done… But he does feel better. His family’s good like that.

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Monday rolls around, same as it always does, but there’s a weird feeling in the air. Halloween is a week away, barely missing getting a weekend date, but there’s some big Halloween bash the school is apparently throwing. There’s fliers for it everywhere, plastered all over lockers and bulletin boards. He’s not much of a participator, though, and his reaction to his locker being plastered over with invites to a party he doesn't care about is to snap his fingers. All the fliers on all the lockers up and down the hall, all instantly fall loose at once, littering the floor. A few students jump back, but no one looks his way, because why would they?

He’s grabbing his history textbook when he feels a tap on the shoulder, and when he turns, it’s a girl he recognizes, but her name is absolutely lost on him.

“You’re BJ, right?” Miffy askes, and he nods. “Yeah, s’right,” and Margo seems to wince at how gruff his voice is, before continuing. “Um, you and that guy Kevin, you’re like…” Milicent trails off, waiting for him to finish her thought, but sorry, baby, he can barely finish his own. “Like…?” He says, with his gravel voice copying her tone and inflection, and she huffs. “Together?” Marge asks, “Like, all of the time?”

He cocks his head, and squints at her, hands t-rexing at his sides, as Lydia likes to say.\

“Usually,” He concedes, and he gets the feeling he’s dragging this out much, much more than Mango clearly wants, because he spies a group of girls a little ways off, waiting for her. One of them is staring intently, more focused on him, but he pushes that thought aside.

“Look, okay, he’s gonna be out for a few days, and I’m just trying to see if you can take him his homework,” McGrubber has grown tired of having to stand here, talking to the chubby goth loser, apparently. “I’m a student aid in the office and they’re trying to make me do it, but I have track practice!” Thaaaat’s where he knows her from. She looks different, not bouncing and sweating and also not half a football field away. “Sure, fine, I’ll make sure Kev gets his work. Wouldn’t want you to miss out on running in a fuckin’ circle, Maria.” Her face sours. “It’s Blair.” So close. “Who fuckin’ cares,” He replies, and turns back to his locker. He can hear her rejoin her friend group, all of them fawning over her harrowing experience of having to speak to him in public. The last thing he hears from Blair is, “He’s just so goddamn weird,” and then the group rounds the corner.

He closes his locker harder than he maybe needs to.

Kevin isn’t in class that day, or the next, or even the one after. The shade tree has withered and died completely, it’s color sapped and gone, and even walking near it makes him feel uneasy. His new lonely lunch spot is under the bleachers, which feels even more voyeuristic of a spot to watch the track team, but even that activity feels tainted, somehow. He’s back to being lonely.

He can’t stand being lonely.

It gets so bad he contemplates sitting, wait for it, on the bleachers, and maybe even trying to strike up a conversation, but he’s too chicken shit. He’s been going to school with these kids for the past three years, and no one’s wanted to talk to him or chat with him in all that time. He can’t imagine that’s about to change.

Still, on Thursday, miserable and lonely, he gives it a try.

Sitting up here sucks. It’s just a hard metal seat on a gloomy day, and when he’d ventured up and sat down, other people had slowly moved away from him, until he was sitting by himself, all the breathers huddled in a different area, away from him. He'd tried talking, but hardly had a "Hey, how ya doin'?" grated out before the migration began.

Figures.

He finishes eating and lies on his back, resting his hands on his chest, eyes closed, and after a while he feels someone standing over him, and something laid over his hands. He opens his eyes. There’s the most beautiful girl staring down at him. She’s got long, bleach blonde hair, darker at the roots, which is hanging down in a halo around her face, and the biggest, clearest blue eyes he’s ever seen. He glances down, to see she’s placed a daisy over his hand. He looks back up at her, amber eyes questioning.

“You looked so still,” She smiles. Her voice is like music. He thinks he can hear harps. “With your hands folded like that. Kind of like an open casket.” He’d been forgetting to breathe, apparently, which happens sometimes. She thought he looked like a corpse, and she placed a flower over him.

“Sorry, if that’s weird. You’re.. BJ?” She asks, and he picks up the daisy, sits up, and nods. “Yeah, you’re…” “Barbara,” she fills him in. “You’re not so good with names.” “Mmm. Buffy tell you that?” He recognizes her now, from that group of girls. Barbara sits next to him, which makes zero sense. “It’s Blair,” she corrects him gently, but not without a giggle in her voice. “Oh, right.” Her name could be fuckin’ Moonpie and it’d make the same amount of difference to him, but he’d agree with anything Barbara said, if it meant she kept sitting there, talking to him. “Are you going to the Halloween party?” She asks. “Supposed to be pretty killer. It kind of seems like your scene.” “I’m not exactly a social butterfly,” which is the understatement of the god damn century, honestly, but she laughs and nudges her shoulder with his. “Well, I think you should come. I bet you’d have the coolest costume. Maybe think about it?”

“I guess, maybe..” He says lamely, because his brain is short circuiting from that small touch.

“Barb, come on!” someone calls to her from a ways away, on the track. Lunch is nearly over. She stands, and smooths down the long skirt she’s wearing, which is modest but flattering. “Later, BJ,” she smiles, and just like that, she’s gone, like an angel going back up to heaven in a beam of light, off to rejoin her friends. He can hear what she says to them, though. “You guys are mean, he’s not so bad. Just shy.”

He keeps the daisy in a little glass of water on his dresser, and strums love songs on his ukulele.

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Thinking about Barbara and her smile and the way she nudged him is a fun distraction, at least for a little while, but when it’s Saturday, and he still hasn’t heard from Kevin, he decides it’s time to demon up and see what the fuck is happening with him. He’s been just teleporting Kev’s homework inside his room, and he’s sure it’s falling into a pile on the floor each time and startling him, but no one ever said how he had to deliver it. Today though, emboldened by the pretty girl on the bleachers, he appears at Kevin’s front door instead, holding Friday’s work, and he knocks. It takes a moment, but Mr. Loh answers.

Betelgeuse hasn’t had much chance to interact with Kev’s dad. He looks like a normal, tired dad, wholly unimpressive, and kinda short. Chuck could wrestle this guy to the mat, no problem.

“Oh, BJ,” Mr. Loh says, and then glances at what’s in his hands. “Kevin’s homework? Thank you. He’s holed up in his room… won’t come out.. Maybe,” and he suddenly looks hopeful. “You two are friends. Maybe you can try talking to him?”

Well, that’s what he was there to do anyways, so sure. “I gotcha, Mr. L,” he nods, stepping inside, and heading up the stairs and down the hall to Kevin’s room. The closer he gets to the door, though, the weirder he feels. Something stinks, figuratively and literally. It smells like… It smells like the waiting room. It’s that same, veil is thin type air that he can smell on Halloween night, but how the fuck is he smelling it here? He bangs on Kevin’s door. “Hey, Kev, it’s the B-Man,” he calls, trying to keep his tone playful, but he feels like he’s doing a poor job. What the hell is going on? “Come on, man, open up!” He tries again, when he receives no response. He thinks he can hear a shuffle behind the door. “Dude, I will bust this fuckin’ door down,” He growls, all the play gone from his tone. “You know I will. Better yet-”

He appears inside the bedroom, just in time for Kevin to slam shut the closet door. Kevin turns to look at him, back pressed to the wood. There’s a beat, both teens staring at each other, wide eyed, Betelgeuse in that weird way he does, and Kevin looking frazzled. “What,” the demon grates out, “the fuck, are you getting up to in here? It smells like the netherworld, Kev.” Unfortunately, that makes Kevin’s face light up. “It does? Oh my god, that’s perfect! It must be starting to work!” He crosses the bedroom, going to his desk, where an old book is sitting open. It’s not the same one he took from his friend, it can’t be, that book is still a mile down in presumably solid rock. “Another musty ass tome, great,” he growls, but Kevin ignores him, flipping through the book.

He hates feeling ignored.

A black and white striped arm sprouts from Kevin’s desk, and slams the book shut, which makes the breather turn and glare at him. “Get out of my room, BJ,” is all Kevin says, and Betelgeuse ignores that, instead crossing the floor to get a look at that book. “Where th’ hell do you keep finding these fuckin’ things?”

“This one I bought from a one armed man living out of a 1973 Oldsmobile Delta 88 Royale,” Kevin recites. Betelgeuse squints at him, top teeth over bottom lip. “You’re too gay to know what that means,” he says, plainly, and Kevin shrugs. “He wouldn’t stop talking about his stupid car. I now know more about that antique than I know about geography.” It feels fun, for a second, like this drama isn’t happening, and they’re just having a conversation. It doesn’t last, though. He can’t let Kev off the hook.

“So you bought a second cursed book, this time from some amputee homeless guy, and you’re just, doing the rituals inside of it? And this seems like a super good idea to you?”

“I’m practicing,” Kevin replies.

“So what’s in the closet, Kevin?”

“Get out of my room, Betelgeuse.”

The way Kevin says his name is weird. It doesn’t feel like how it normally feels when a breather says the full thing. He shakes it off, and gives his friend a defiant look, before waving a hand and throwing open the closet door. There’s a cleared spot, in the middle of the closet floor, and a fucking summoning circle in what smells like, “Pig’s blood? Couldn’t get human?” He turns to look at Kevin, who is glaring at him intently. He matches the look.

“Betelgeuse Shoggoth, get out of my room.”

That gets his attention. It feels like an invisible hand is pushing him, and he stumbles back out of the room, confused. “W-what?” Kevin is just standing there, staring at him, and Betelgeuse stares back, eyes wild. “You motherfucker,” he hisses, eyes in snake slits, teeth sharp, claws extended. “You wanna do that “real name” bullshit with me? That the choice you’re makin’ here, Kev?”

Kevin doesn’t even look phased. “I’m working on gaining a bit more control, but looks like that works, for now.”

“You’re cracked!” Betelgeuse growls, absolutely furious. “You’re really tryin’ to summon me? Are you out of your head!?”

“You’re wasting your powers,” Kevin storms forward. “You’re a supernatural being, and you go to school and play your stupid ukulele, and don’t even try to do anything bigger. You could be stepping on everyone under you,” his former friend is going red in the face. “You could be leading, you could be ruling, but you just jerk off in your room and play pretend at being human. But someone might as well profit, here. Why not me?”

“I thought.. I thought we were friends,” is all the demon can say, lamely, and Kevin’s smile is the meanest thing he’s ever seen on a breather. “Once you’re fully listening to me, we can be friends again. Betelgeuse Shoggoth, get out of my house.”

He feels that same invisible pull, and he thinks maybe if he was stronger he could resist it, but a demon’s true name is like a lead on a dog, meant to control them, and unfortunately, Kevin has a tight hand on his leash. He makes it to the front door, and stumbles out, covering his face until he can calm himself enough to reapply his glamour.

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[sunshineseung]

Ideal Dates // Stray Kids

💌 Info: Stray Kids x gender neutral!reader fluff 💕 Includes: a lot ✏️ Word Count: ~enough

Bang Chan

He loves taking you out to parks or in nature!

And he loves how you dress casually on these dates

Picnics are always super cute

Running around and playing sports w/ him omg

He loves spending the entire day with you outside

He just thinks you’re perfect no matter what

Hot day? You’re sweaty and messy? perfect.

Cold day? You’re covered head to toe in thermal wear? perfect.

Rainy day? You look like a drowned rat? Perfect.

So lovely, always complimenting you

“You shine brighter than any sun, baby!”

Lee Know

Taking you out to upscale restaurants >>>

He loves getting dressed up in suits for you

His heart stops whenever you wear fancy outfits

Being able to pay for the food is his biggest flex

He just wants to show you off in public 

Bc you’re his prize

And the love of his life

Always takes you to fancy restaurants for anniversaries or celebrations

Teases you under the table sometimes 

Never goes to the same nice restaurant twice unless you ask to

“Don’t worry about a thing, sweetheart. It’s my treat.”

Changbin

Movie dates are his favorite

Especially horror movie dates

When you cuddle up and lean on his shoulder ^^

Gets super flustered when you lean on him

He’ll buy the popcorn and you sneak snacks in your purse

Loves talking about the movie afterwards with you

His hand is always on your thigh or arm around your shoulder

His face in the dim glow of the movie screen is so handsome 

Also he’s just always handsome bUT hear me out

Sometimes he whispers jokes to you ab the movie

“Did you like the movie? Yeah, me too!”

Hyunjin

At-home dates are his forte

He just loves to see you play with Kkami

And cuddling on the couch with him is always great

He randomly attacks you with kisses

But are you mad? Ofc not

Watching movies, eating snacks, making pillow forts… it’s all fair game

Even just sitting on your phones in silence is enjoyable with him

He also loves seeing you in casual clothes

And when you wear his clothes??? His heart melts!

Sweetest (and neediest) boy in the world

“Hey, please come over, I’m lonely :((( See you in 10? Thank youuu!!!”

Han

Drive thru babyyyyy

Loves long drives with you and eating fast food in the car

Has your order memorized so he doesn’t have to ask every time

Just driving for hours and taking about nothing is so nice to him

And night drives are always adorable

He loves your face being lit up by streetlights

And he just… loves you!

Sometimes he puts his hand on your thigh

Whenever you need a ride or just need to get out, he’s there for you

But sometimes you still pay for gas lol

“I know I should keep my eyes on the road, but you’re just so pretty, babe.”

Felix

This nerd takes you to the arcade

But he pays for your tokens sometimes so it’s fine

You’re trying to get enough tickets to get a big prize

Felix is really good at skee ball idk i just have the feeling

You’re good at stacking games or coin pusher games

With your tickets combined, you can get a LOT of laffy taffy

And he loves winning stuff for you in crane games

You save all the stuffed animals he wins you

You beat his ass in air hockey

But he beats you in DDR so it’s even

“I won you another teddy bear! Yeah, it's cute, but you know what’s cuter? Youuu... and me but mostly youuu”

Seungmin

Pottery and painting dates are superior

Loves putting his arms around you while you work on whatever

Super supportive of everything you make

When you accidentally get paint or clay on your face, he wipes it off with his lil sweater paws TT

The way his waist is synched in an apron ?? wow

Always makes the most lovely works of art

If you’re painting alone together, he’ll sing for you

Although neither of you are perfect artists, you save everything you make

Occasional paint splat fights

Literally the nicest boyfriend ever

“You’re doing so great! We should put this in our apartment!”

I.N

Takes you to small concerts

Always for artists you both like

Mostly underground indie artists

He loves seeing you so excited, because he’s excited too!

Is willing to wait in line for over an hour with you

Always listened to music you suggest him so he knows where to take you for concerts

No matter how crowded the venue is, he makes sure you’re next to him at all times

Super conscious of the people around you to make sure you’re safe

Also super into the music and the vibe

Crowdsurfing was a mistake...

“That song was good! Are they in town soon? I’ll take you there!”

do yall like posts in this style? i can write more if ya’ll like em :) i made this post for instagram (@dcrunchbabe hi) but i thought i’d also post it here!

[jbbarnesandnoble]

Risky Business: One-Shot

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Summary: celebrating valentine's day with your husband doesn't always mean getting dolled up to go out.

Warning(s): dorky bucky, fluff, the title really doesn't have much to do with the fic except for like one part.

Word Count: 1,171

Prompt: literally that one scene from risky business

A/N: hello my loves! I wanted to do something a little extra for yall this Valentine's day! So here I am bringing you this fic! I hope you all enjoy it, feel free to let me know what you think! I love hearing from yall💕 i wish you all a happy Valentine's day! You all are so loved even if you don't have anyone to celebrate with. That's ok! I love you all💕😘

(not my gif)

Work was never a part of your plan for the day. It is Valentine's Day, all you wanted to do was have a lazy morning with your husband. Then get all dolled up for a fancy dinner tonight. You were more than happy for a day off. But when your boss asked if you could come in, you knew that wasn't going to happen. You tried to convince Bucky that you weren't going in. They didn't really need you. But of course, he argued against it. Said your reservation for tonight will still be there whether you work or not.

Which is why at four p.m sharp, you're gathering all your things to get home. A knock on your office door interrupts that. "Hey, y/n. There's another issue." Fear trickles down your spine, knowing where this is going. "It's all hands on deck." You smile politely, fighting back a frustrated scream. Your bag lands with a thunk against the chair behind you. Reluctantly, you pull out your phone. Fingers dialing your husbands number.

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Seven fifty-six

That's the time when you finally pull into the driveway of your home, throwing the car into park. You jump out, rushing inside. Apologies already spilling from your lips. The door flies open, "Babe, I am so, so sorry. I tried to leave but they…" whatever you were about to say next dies in your throat. They are instantly forgotten at the sight in front of you.

"Bucky?" You call out. The house is dark, except for the light glow of the fireplace. Silence, you call his name again. Stepping into your home, the door shuts with a soft click behind you. You aren't worried. His car was out front so you know he has to be home. And it isn't like this is something unusual, the two of you are constantly pulling pranks on each other.

"Are we having another nerf gun fight? Cause I come unarmed." You throw your hands up in surrender. Yes, you are both grown adults. Yes, you occasionally have nerf gun fights in the home you own together.

More silence. Then music, blaring through the speakers. The hallway light flicks on. On par with the upbeat song. Bucky slides into the room, facing away from you. Singing starts. He spins around, leg high in the air. Using a ladle as his microphone.

Just take those old records off the shelf

I'll sit and listen to 'em by m'self

Today's music ain't got the same soul

I like that old time rock and roll

Giggles bubble in your chest and escape through your lips. How you managed to marry the sexiest and dorkiest man alive, you have no idea. But you love him so much. It's then you notice his attire. Which only adds to your growing laughter. He is wearing a pink Angel onesie -Stitch's girlfriend from the Lilo & Stitch TV show- with the feet and a hood to match.

Call me a relic call me what'cha will

Say I'm old fashioned say I'm over the hill

Today's music ain't got the same soul

I like that old time rock and roll

He slides on his knees across the floor, stopping at your feet. The song ends. You're a laughing, smiling mess by the time he's done.

Still like that old time rock and roll

Standing up, he pulls you into a loving kiss. "You're such a dork." You say through you slowing giggles. His arms wrapped around your waist, he pulls you closer. Smiling as wide as you are. "You can make up for calling me that, by being a dork with me." He says, still slightly breathless from his dance routine. A mischievous glint in the blue of his eyes.

An eyebrow raised, you question what he means. Moving around the couch, he grabs a nicely wrapped gift box from the coffee table.

"I'm sorry we missed our reservation." You mumble as he nears you. Still feeling horrible for being late. He watches you a moment, box in one hand ladle in the other. "Are you kidding me?" He says after a beat. You meet his gaze. He isn't mad, in fact the smile on his lips tells you he's happy. "I get to spend an entire night at home, being a dork with my amazing wife! Eating as much candy and chocolates as we want." He exclaimed, a boyish grin on his face. The one he used to wear when you were young.

"Doll, if you think I need to go out to have a good time with you, you are incredibly wrong." He says and you know he's teasing you. You smile, he's right and you both know it. "I do have one question though. Why are you wearing the Angel onesie?" You ask confused why that would be his first choice. Without a word. He hands you the box. Inside you find your answer. A matching Stitch onesie. You can't help but smile at Bucky's thoughtfulness. Stitch is your all time favorite character. The fact that Bucky let you be him shows how much he loves you.

"Plus, I am rocking this color. It compliments my features, don't you think?" You laugh again, nodding along. "You look great babe. The pink suits you."

"Glad you agree, now I can destroy you." Leaving you there confused, he leans over the couch. Picking up a nerf gun, he shoots you. The styrofoam bullets fly every which way.

"Hey no fair, you got a head start."

"You snooze you lose, babydoll."

Covering your face an impish grin spreads across your face. You kneel on the floor, hunched over in pretend pain. "Ow ow ow, babe, you got my eye."

Panic washes over Bucky as he rushes to your side. He kneels next to you. "I'm so sorry, are you okay? Let me see." Panic rises in his voice and you begin to feel bad. But you don't back down. He drops the gun next to your feet. His hands fly to your face. Now. You think, grabbing the gun. You start shooting him back, laughing like a maniac.

"Now who's cheating?" He tries -and fails- to sound angry. Picking you up he tickles your sides until your breathless.

"I surrender." You manage to force out. Still laughing.

He sets you down on the couch, jumping over the back next to you. "Isn't this better than going out?" You in agreement, still winded from being attacked with tickles. "So, we are watching Lilo & Stitch, right?"

"Of course!" He announces before you can finish your question. While Bucky sets up the movie, you get changed into your new pajamas. They're soft and cozy, you feel like a child in them. You love it.

Hopping back on the couch, you snuggle next to your husband. "Happy Valentine's day, I love you." He whispers in your ear. His breath is hot against your skin. "Happy Valentine's day, I love you too." You smile up at him and the movie starts.

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A/N: I literally had the most fun writing this, it made me giggle and I hope it made you laugh too!

[towerfandoms]

You need better music taste

A/n: Ok so this idea is based off a tik tok I saw. It’s where you’re soulmate can hear what you’re singing. And yall know how catchy the yarichin opening is. If you haven’t heard it here it is on YouTube . Anyways this is really dumb but I wrote it at 3am while I was crying over maths so here 😌😌 also I know all the i’s are lowercase, I just have auto caps off on my phone 🤧🤧

Pairings: Oikawa x reader 

Genre: fluff, humour, mostly just crack tbh.

Warnings: very light swearing, Iwa constantly abusing Oikawa

*not my gif*

Nationals were coming up and Oikawa couldn’t get that stupid song ouut of his head. Normally he loved when he could hear you sing. Sometimes he’d even bop along. Lately though, you’ve taken up a new song. You could’ve chosen any other song in the world but no you had to choose the opening for Yarichin Bitch Club. And it didn’t help that the lyrics were so vulgar.

He sighed and shook his head trying to telepathically communicate to you to please shut the hell up but to no avail. He could still hear the cursed boku wa yarichin osodayo~ Damn it, this was so frustrating. He would give anything to finally meet you and tell you to please get some better taste in music. It really didn’t help his performance that this was all you had sung for the past week.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, Iwaizumi could see Oikawa visibly struggling and he laughed to himself.

“Is she still singing that stupid song?” he called out, already knowing the answer.

“Yes!” wailed the setter, eager to complain for what felt like the 20th time today. “You know i searched up the lyrics cuz i was curious to see where it was from but now i really wish i hadn’t. I didn’t know my soulmate was into that kind of stuff!”

He shuddered, remembering the memory. He really thought the anime was just about a photography club.

“Just sing a really annoying song back,”

“Don’t you think i’ve tried? I even tried the Gummy Bear song but she just started singing that damn song even more,” he pouted.

“Well, you’ve got to think of something Shittykawa otherwise you’re gonna make us lose our one shot at nationals.”

“Hey! I thought we spoke about the name calling business. And don’t worry i’ll think of something.”

Thankfully by then your singing had stopped though Oikawa could still hear the God awful lyrics. But the lyrics were so catchy that the stupid song still played on replay in his head. Even when you weren’t singing you still consumed his mind. Endearing or annoying, Oikawa couldn’t tell.

After what felt like eternity, he finally finished practice without too much further nuisances so he was able to clean up and go home right on schedule.

However that night he laid awake thinking about you. In a world where you can hear your soulmate singing it shouldn’t be that hard to find out who you were and where you were. There was just a teeny problem though. He was scared. Neither of you had ever tried to contact the other person through singing. He at least knew you lived in their prefecture because you’d always be singing along to the songs from the local radio station.

Oikawa sighed, wondering if you two would ever meet. Maybe not. He was much too preoccupied with volleyball and you were too busy singing your,,, tasteful music.

Suddenly though, an idea hit him that shook him right out of his somber mood.  He quickly grabbed his phone from his bedside table and texted his best friend.

Oikawa: Iwachan, you up?

Iwachan: What do you want Stupidkawa, it’s 2am.

Oikawa: I have a plan to find my soulmate 😌 But I need your help. Meet me in front of A-33 tomorrow at the start of lunch.

Iwachan: Tch. Why do you need me there.

Oikawa: Please, I’d rather die than be seen alone in front of the anime club. What if people think i’m an otaku 🤮

Iwachan: Says the same man who cried watching Banana Fish 🙄🙄

Oikawa: SHUT UP! Just say yes please ;)

Iwachan: 🙄🙄🙄 Only to make sure you turn up to practice on time. Now i’m going to bed 👋

Oikawa: Thank you Iwa~

The next day, Iwa was waiting impatiently for Oikawa in front of the room used for the anime club. He was getting a few odd looks but he didn’t really care. Finally, he saw Oikawa rounding the corner.

“Yahoo~ Iwachan, sorry i’m late,” chuckled Oikawa, not looking the least bit apologetic.

Rolling his eyes, all Hajime replied with was a simple “Whatever, Shittykawa,”

The two men stood awkwardly outside the door unsure what to do.

“So…” began Oikawa, trailing off.

“So? Don’t look at me, she’s your soulmate! Is she still singing?”

“Yeah, she’s been singing for the last ten minutes. It’s rather cute actually.”

Iwwizumi had rolled his eyes so many times by this point he was sure his eyes were going to get stuck. But he wanted to get this over and done with so Oikawa could finally focus on practicing. Taking the lead, he grabbed the handle of the door and slowly turned it as to not startle anyone inside. The two boys took a peek in and were startled to see just you in the club room singing along as you did some work.

You were singing along to the yarichin opening-

“Damn, I didn’t know my soulmate could sing such dirty thin- agh damnit Iwa that hurt!” Oikawa was cut off before he could finish that sentence. However, you were very surprised to see two members of the volleyball team in the anime club. The two best looking at that.

“I- uh, huh?” you started, not really sure what to say.

“I think you’re my soulmate,” stated Oikawa confidently enough, though inside he was extremely nervous.

If iwaizumi wasn’t here he would’ve ran away so fast. He couldn’t help it, you were breath taking. He already loved your voice, but now your face too? Man, he was counting his blessings and praising the Gods above.

“Wait, how- oh.” You simply stated as realization hit you. He had to listen to this song on repeat.

“Damn, didn’t get annoying having to hear this song everyday?” you questioned aloud, your brain still malfunctioning because he was here! Your soulmate was actually here and he didn’t seem to be too mad.

“Oh believe me it did,” he replied deadpan, though not without a mischievous glint in his eyes. “However I did try to combat it by playing Dance Monkeys and Gummy bear  all day.”

“So that was you!” you retorted angrily. “I hope you realize the reason i sang this song all day yesterday was to pay you back for playing that awful song!”

Oikawa only laughed, his heart softening and how cute you looked angry. He had only just met you and already fell in love.

“Yknow, if you’ve got nothing better to do you can always come watch us play volleyball,” he offered with a cheeky smile, vaguely gesturing at the empty room.

“Oh shush you, the other members are out right now. But I guess that means I can come watch you. Let me just gather my stuff though.”

“Alright, alright. We’ll be down in the gym. You can sit on the bleachers and do your homework there. Ok bye bye now!” he quickly said as he was dragged out of the room by Iwaizumi but not before he also said a farewell of his own.

You smiled softly to yourself, feeling your face heat up at the thought of actually meeting your soulmate. He was so cute and funny, even if he could be a dick at times.

Once outside the room, Iwaizumi let go of the death grip he had on Oikawa.

“Happy now?” he asked.

“Very,” was all that Oikawa said though the light spring in his step and stupid grin on his face said all that he felt.

He couldn’t wait to get to know you.

[hockeytrashgoblin]

Rare ~ Matthew Tkachuk

A/n: Hey yall I love selena gomez. That’s all. This is just a short one so sorry about that but I just liked ending it where it was. More coming soon. Enjoy

“Matty I’m home!” I called out into the apartment slipping my shoes off. I hung up my purse and walked through the place. “Matthew?”

I wandered around until I got to the patio and saw him sitting outside on a beach chair. I took a minute to just stand there and admire him. Recently he was starting to make me feel kinda dumb for just wanting to look at how hot he was. To be honest our relationship was at a really rocky place right now and I didn’t know why or what changed.

I decided against going to talk to him and just went to get dinner ready instead. I put on some music quietly and started cutting up vegetables for a stir fry. I opened a window when it was time to cook everything so that it wouldn’t get too warm in the kitchen. I didn’t think of the fact that Matt would be able to hear everything inside until I heard the sliding glass door open and shut.

“Hi Matty.”

“Hi baby. I didn’t know you were home.” he said coming over and giving me a kiss on the head.

“I got back a little while ago. You looked so calm and relaxed that I didn’t want to bug you.”

“Eh, it wouldn’t have been that much of a bother.” he said shrugging and smiling at me.

“Wow thanks.” I said rolling my eyes, just as sarcastic as he was. “How was your day?”

“You’re gonna give me attitude like that and then ask me how my day was? Really?” he asked crossing his arms. Making me scrunch up my brows in confusion.

“What do you mean attitude? I was being sarcastic. Like you were.”

“I wasn’t being sarcastic.”

“Then that is definitely not any better and you deserve attitude for that.”

“No I don’t!”

“Matt you literally said me coming out to say hi ‘wouldn’t have been that much of a bother’.” I said mocking his voice.

“Yeah because it wouldn’t have been a big bother.”

“But it still would have bothered you if I had. So clearly I made the right choice by just staying inside.”

“Babe this is ridiculous. Stop fighting, because I’m sick of it right honestly.”

“So am I but how am I supposed to react when you blow shit up for no reason? I know everyone else let’s you do whatever you want Matty but I’m not. I know you hate that but fuck dude.”

“No one let’s me do anything I want what are you even talking about?!”

“Nothing, nevermind. I’m sorry.”

“Whatever, I’m done fighting. I don’t want to fight with you anymore.” he walked out of the room and I just finished dinner quietly. 

Pretty much as soon as our mini fight was done all was forgiven and back to normal. That’s what really bugged me, was how fast it went from bad to okay and the fact that I just had to go with whatever was happening. We were sitting on the couch watching Game of Thrones together until late into the night. I was getting restless sitting next to my super gorgeous boyfriend though. I was watching him more than the show by that point. I was sitting in a perfect position to just lean forward and connect my lips to his neck. Which I did. He didn’t react right away, or at all until I moved his shirt and started leaving a mark under his collarbone. 

“Whatcha doin little vampire?” he asked smiling squeezing my ass for good measure.

“You just looked so hot baby, I can’t help it..”

“Oh really? I’m just that hot huh?” he asked with a cocky smirk.

“You know you are.” I said pushing him back to lay down on the couch making him laugh. I crawled over top of him and straddled his waist going back to his neck. He grabbed my hips and pushed me down onto his growing erection groaning in my ear.

“You gonna go down on me? Take my cock in your mouth so good?”

“Please let me..”

“Always baby. Go ahead.” he shifted his hips to let me pull his pants down just enough to free his dick. I didn’t have to do much and it didn’t take long until he was finishing in my mouth. “Go wait for me upstairs baby. I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Okay.” I smiled and gave him a kiss before going up to our shared room. After about 10 minutes I heard him talking to his friends on xbox live and knew that he was absolutely not going to be coming up to finish what was started downstairs or even just to come to bed for a long time. I laid in the bed and was just frustrated with how things were going. I couldn’t even get him interested in sleeping with me anymore. That was the last thing we really had at this point. 

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It wasn’t until about a week later that I decided to try something to get Matty’s attention. I spent the entire morning walking around the apartment with just a pair of underwear and a bralette on. He completely ignored me. While that felt like shit he told me on his way out that Johnny and Elias were coming over after practice so I decided to try and make him jealous. If he still got jealous there had to be something there right?

By the time all the boys got back I was laying on the couch watching some home improvement show. They were loud and joking around until they got to the living room and saw me.

“Hey boys! How was practice?” I asked, giving them smiles.

“It was good.” Johnny said.

“Hard.” Elias added looking at me.

“Not the only thing hard.” You heard Matthew mumble grumpily.

“What was that Matty?”

“Nothing babe.” he said rolling his eyes coming over and laying on top of me to give me a kiss. He got up and pulled a blanket around me before sitting up on the floor in front of me. I put my fingers in his hair and started giving him head scratches while they set up their video game. Matt let them go first and he just sat with me. I put my leg over his shoulder and he kept giving my calf small kisses until it was his turn. Pretty much at that point and for the rest of the night he just forgot I existed. The other two boys didn’t and it was nice getting some male attention but it wasn’t the attention I wanted. Eventually I just went upstairs and waited for hours with tears in my eyes. After a few hours he came up, crawled into bed, gave me a kiss on the back of the neck and pulled me close to him before falling asleep immediately. I laid there for a while before I shifted around and woke him up by turning on the lamp on my side of the bed.

“Babe? What the fuck are you doing?” he asked confused, rubbing his eyes.

“Can we talk please?” I asked quietly.

“It’s the middle of the night, can it wait?” he asked rubbing my arm softly. I broke into sobs and shook my head. His expression relaxed immediately and he pulled me towards him in a hug. “What’s the matter (y/n)?”

“Do you still love me?” I asked not beating around the bush.

“What? Babe of course I still love you! Why would you ever ask that? What’s this about?”

“Recently things have just been really hard. A lot of fighting, a lot of going to bed angry and alone, a lot of just not feeling very appreciated. It feels like you don’t care.”

“I’ve been making you feel like that? For real?” he asked in shock. I just nodded and fresh tears spilled down my cheeks.

“It feels like you’re getting ready to leave.”

“Baby no. Don’t think like that.” he held me closer to him and smoothed out my hair.

“I’ve always felt like you were it for me Matthew. I love you so much and now it just feels like I’ve been aiming too high and it’s not something you want, like you’re getting sick of me being around or something.”

“That is not even close to true. (y/n) you’re the only person I’ve ever loved. You changed me remember? I never thought I’d ever love one person, let alone love someone this much.”

“It just seems like you’re getting really sick of having me around all the time. Like I try to be there for you after a game and you’re annoyed. I try to help you by doing things around the house but you get annoyed. I try to go to every single game possible and you get annoyed when I miss one. It seems like anything to get annoyed with me for you just take it and run. I’m trying my best Matty. Not a lot of people would try this hard..”

“Baby nobody in their right mind would try this hard. That’s why I love you. You don’t care that it’s kind of crazy to want to be with me and try to make me better, you stick around and do it anyway. I know that you’re special and that I’m so lucky to have you.”

“I know I don’t do anything to help with the fighting and stuff but I just wish things were going smoother. I just get so mad when I do things for you all the time and you don’t do the same. It’s not fair. I’m there for you and I support you through everything and then you get upset with me and I just explode. I just feel very unappreciated. There’s no reason we shouldn’t be succeeding right now.”

“I agree. I’m so sorry that I ever made you feel like I didn’t appreciate every single thing you do for me and every single sacrifice you make. I get so angry and stressed out and I’ve been taking it out on you instead of putting those emotions somewhere more useful.”

“I don’t care if you take your anger out on me in ways that aren’t screaming at me and leaving me alone all night.”

“What do you mea- Oh! Oh..you little..” he just groaned and smiled throwing his head back. “Don’t make me think about that right now. I’m trying to be serious.”

“I’m sorry Matty.”

“I feel awful that I’ve let you go so long to the point where you blew up in the middle of the night.” he said frowning, playing with my hand. “What can I do to fix it?”

“I don’t know Matt..”

“How about we start going out more? Like going on dates again? Once or twice a week when I’m home or something like that. Just us two and we can talk and just be together one on one?”

“That sounds like it would be nice.”

“Yeah and I can start helping more around the house so you’re not as stressed out. I’ll even start going to the team therapist again if you want.”

“Matty that’s a lot of promises.”

“And I intend to keep every one of them babygirl.” he said softly bringing my face to his in a soft kiss. “You’ll see. I mean what I’m saying. I know how special you are and I would be a complete idiot if I didn’t listen to you seriously right now and do something to change how you’re feeling. I’m not willing to lose you. It can’t happen.”

“I don’t know what to say..thank you baby. I thought this was just going to be another big fight.���

“Absolutely not. I’m never going to fight and argue with you about something this serious. I never want to hear you sound so broken and sad because of me ever again.”

“I love you.” I said laying back down on the bed with him.

“I love you more.” he said kissing me again. “You’ll see baby. I’m going to turn this around.”

[hockeybabestars]

New Year, Same Us - Auston Matthews - Four

a/n: well this took longer to upload than expected. i just got back to college after going back home to dallas during fall break, so i was spending time w/ my fam and forgot to upload. hopefully yall will enjoy this chapter! sorry about the wait! 

December 5, 2017

The bar was a little too crowded for my liking, but it was nice to get out with some of the guys and Steph to just have a good time. The Christmas lights added a nice touch to the atmosphere and made the open floor plan of the place seem a little more cozy.

Auston was already drunk, more so on the good buzz side than absolutely slammered, and it made him more clingy than usual. Which was fine by me. My cheeks blazed as we walked up to the bar. He leaned into my side with an arm casually slung around me, his hair mused a little from fussing with it before we left. He looked pretty content. 

Mitch and Steph had grabbed us a table, but they were kind of wrapped around each other at the moment and I wasn’t willing to stick around for the action. Willy and Kappy disappeared, but I think that was to be expected. Which is why I was dragging Auston up to the bar for another drink. “What are we drinking this time?” He grinned lazily, leaning close to my face as his hand tightened around my waist pulling me closer to him. I savored the feeling, leaning into his touch before I playfully put a hand on his chest and pushed him back a bit. “You mean what am I getting to drink, not you.”

“You’re no fun.” He pouted, “I’ll just sip on yours.” 

“I can take that.” I laughed pulling his frown into a smile by dragging the corners up. “You’ve already had 2 tall boys, and a shot of who knows what. I think sipping on mine is your best bet buddy.” I rested my palms flat against his cheeks as he beamed, the alcohol in his system making him extra smiley tonight. Quit being cute damn it.

He grabbed my wrists and peeled himself from my side, bringing my hands down and grabbing his card out of his wallet. “I have to go to the bathroom, please don’t get a vodka cranberry it’s too sour. Not good.”

 I laughed at his pestering. “What if I want a vodka cranberry?”

He already started in the direction of the men’s room, calling out over the loud music of the bar, “Don’t worry! You don’t!!”

I laughed, turning around and pushing my way up to the front of the bar. Luckily for Auston I wanted a spicy margarita. 

I called for the bartender to come over after he was done ringing up the last guy, but I wasn’t expecting him to be so cute. He couldn’t have been but a few years older than me and was the definition of tall, dark and handsome.

“What can I get for ya tonight?” He licked his lips as he smiled, eyes gliding over my figure and I blushed.

“Spicy Margarita please.”

“One Spicy Marg coming right up.” He he got a cup out to start making my drink, slowly looking back at me, “That guy your boyfriend?” 

“What?” I was a little taken aback, I wasn’t expecting him to be so blunt.

“Was that guy your boyfriend? You guys looked pretty cozy.” He raised a brow.

“Uh no. Just my best friend.” I wrapped my arms around myself as he finished my drink, ringing up my tab. I handed him Austons card, feeling confused, “Why do you ask?”

He frowned, his gaze going behind me, “You sure about that?”

“Sure about what?” Austons voice was gravely as he wrapped his arms around me from behind, surely giving the hot bartender a protective glare. Butterfly’s alight in my stomach at his touch. Stupid protective brotherly instincts.

The bartender gave me the card back, ignoring Auston. I elbowed him slightly, just enough so that he would remove his arms and back off. “I’m positive.”

“Then go out with me next Saturday.” He offered, writing his number down on the back of the receipt.

“I don’t even know your name.” I blushed. Auston came swiveling back around as I said that, clearly pissed off for whatever reason. “(Y/N)...” he put a hand on my shoulder, turning me to look at him as he whisper yelled. “You don’t even know this guy’s name! What if he’s a serial killer or something?”

The bartender rolled his eyes, clearly hearing Auston’s drunken accusations and pointed at the receipt, “I put it on there, but my name’s Wade.” He held his hand out for me to shake. “I can assure you, I’m not a serial killer. You must be (Y/N).” He smirked.

“How’d you guess.” I rolled my eyes as Auston was practically dragging me back to our table, “Sorry about him, he’s a little out of it. I’m sure we can figure something out Wade. It was nice to meet you.” I tucked the receipt into my front pocket, ready kick Auston's ass and trying to slow him down at the same time.

Wade laughed, “you too.”

I halted in my tracks but he could still drag me even half intoxicated. “Aus, stop.” I handed him his card back, nodding at him in thanks.

He accepted it back but his expression was hard, jaw locked. “Why did you do that?” 

“Do what?” I raised my voice because I could barely hear him bast the boom of the bass, partly because I was mad, and partly because I wanted to.

“I’m gone for what? Two minutes and you're making sexy eyes at the bartender.” He growled.

“Sexy eyes?!” I chuckled, “don’t you mean bedroom eyes? You’re more hammered than I thought.” 

“I’m being serious.” He crosses his arms.

“So am I.” I tease, “Sounds to me like someone��s jealous.” 

“Am not.” 

“I’m not playing that game with you.”

He looked frustrated, body tense and face knitted into a slight scowl. It was… kind of hot, not gonna lie. But that didn’t change the fact that he just interfered with my love life. It was nice to have some kind of romantic attention for once. Auston got it all the time, it felt good that maybe someone was interested in me that way.

“I just didn’t like the way he was…” He grumbled looking at the ground. He was swaying slightly now, so I closed the gap and looped his arm in mine.

“Aus, what did you say?” I could feel the muscles in his back tense as I placed a hand there to help slowly guide him back to our table, where Mitch and Steph seemed to be missing. 

“I didn’t like the way he was looking at you. Like he was undressing you with his eyes or something.” I blushed not expecting him to say that and avoiding eye contact. “I don’t know, I just don’t want anyone to look at you that way, you deserve more respect.” His eyes gleamed with such emotion, one I couldn’t place a finger on. Willy and Kappy lingered idly, sipping beers and probably listening to our conversation as we approached. 

I stopped Auston before we got there, looking him in the eyes. “I personally didn’t feel objectified, but I appreciate you defending my honor Prince Matthews.” His face softened and I could tell he knew he was defeated. I didn’t want to talk about it anymore so I pulled him into the booth next to me. The exhaustion kicked in finally and he leaned his head on my shoulder, clasping our hands together as he got comfortable against my side. Auston was rarely sleepy when drunk. The majority of the time, our roles were reversed. I was normally the sleepy one, and he normally knew how to have a good time. 

Kappy quirked a brow. “I thought you two would be about 5 beers deep on the dance floor by now… what gives?” I mused. Kappy had officially broken it off with Annika and Willy happened to be off again with Penny. I figured they would at least try to dance with a pretty girl if not go home with them.

“Just watching the show.” Willy nodded to Auston who had dozed off a little. “What was the fiasco at the bar about.” 

“Let’s just say someone was not happy about a certain bartender giving me his number.”

Kappy looked blank. “That’s it?”

I was confused. “What do you mean ‘that’s it’?” Kappy pulled out a $10 dollar bill and planted it in Willy’s outstretched hand.

“You guys did not place a wager on us.”

Willy smirked mischievously, “oh but we did.”

“What was it even about?” I was intrigued. Confused, but intrigued. “And why was it only $10? Aren’t I worth more to you than that?” the corners of my mouth quirked up as they laughed.

“Can’t tell you. It’s a secret. Leafs honor.” Kappy said, drawing an x across his heart.

“Leafs honor? Is that even a thing?”

“Very serious business woman. We’re sworn to secrecy.” Willy nodded solemnly.

“Rigghhhht. You guys are both idiots.” They both giggled. “I’m done with you both. No fun.” They snickered again, but decided they did want to go dance and got up from the table.

I looked at Auston. His eyes were fluttering as if he was about to fall asleep. He looked too pretty. And too peaceful, so I pulled him up. “Tired?”

He nodded as I made him get up, seemingly more awake now. I slid out of the booth ordering an Uber home. He leaned most of his weight on me as we made it outside to the sidewalk. And as we climbed into the backseat of the Uber he made himself comfortable, resting his head in my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair and along his scalp, soothing myself as my heart raced in my chest with the feeling of him near.

Why does he make me feel this way? I don’t think he does it on purpose, make me believe for a second we’re on the same page about things when we’re not. 

I hated how he gave me false hope. I've been fed it for years now.

 It didn’t go down any easier.

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 192

Chris

"Yo?" Trey says looking at me. "Nigga chill the fuck out. Your girl not cheating on you."

"Nigga I ain't talking about that."

He raise his eyebrows. "What you talking about then?"

I hand him my phone. "Rumor in this group chat. You fucking around on Cammie?"

"Is that a fucking statement or a fucking question?" he says snatching the phone.

"Damn."

He reads the fucking text with a mad look on his face. "Where was I last week?"

"I don't know. You need an alibi?"

"Fuck no. I ain't tripping over no fucking rumor bruh. My fucking wife know what it is."

"Sure?"

He gives me back my phone nodding. "100%."

"Amber say yall was fucking and ignoring Lane crying. That true? Y'all always fucking when I'm sleep or some shit."

"You keeping up with it?"

I shrug. "I done forgot why I care. I be trying to catch you motherfuckers but shit I'm always late."

"Change schedules with April. She always walking in the room. I'm surprised she ain't came in earlier. Your girl likes to watch."

"Amber? No the fuck she don't bitch."

He laughs. "Want to work on a song tomorrow?"

I shake my head. "I'm going to Chicago."

"Keep on. You gonna fucking lose that girl. Who wants you up their ass accusing them of cheating all the time? Shit I don't like hearing the rare times Cammie does it."

"Nigga wasn't it you complaining about the fact that she don't accuse you? Or was that your ass talking about her cheating?"

"But I don't tell her the shit."

"Yeah whatever. I'm going."

He shrugs. "That's your relationship. Dee was serious as fuck about not getting caught up in sister shit. His ass took his family home quick."

I sit up. "They asses are gone aint it."

"Yeah. But they leaving out tonight to go stay up at the condo. Your ass leaving. April coming to get Lane. It's about to be me and Cammie."

"And Caden."

He waves his hand. "Caden ain't nobody to walk in the room or no shit. But I got to go the night after tomorrow. I ain't feeling that."

"Where you going for how long?"

"Texas then Vegas. Two or three days."

I stand up. "I got to go to Chicago, New York, then LA. I don't know when I'm coming back this way. When y'all moving to LA?"

"I don't know. That's Cammie's shit."

"Nigga she about to be in the fucking spotlight. How the fuck you feel about that? I mean, you know, some niggas don't like their girls being big or whatever."

He shrugs. "It is what it is."

Amber walks up to me then lean on my arm. "Are you going to listen to my song? I feel like I'm begging you."

"I was coming." I say cutting my eyes at Trey.

"I will listen to your song." Trey says standing up. "Where is it?"

She looks over at him. "I'm fucking mad with you and trifling. Makes me not want to leave my son with you alone."

"You realized we gonna be alone? I'm fucking excited."

"What kinda father?" she says walking away.

Trey laughs sitting back down. "Don't fuck up your relationship over petty shit bruh. You gonna be fucking up a friendship, a business, an amazing woman, and a bomb ass connection."

"Damn, no pressure."

"Fucking right. But you my little nigga. I taught you how to be a fucking man."

"Shut that bullshit up. Fake ass."

Lane runs in front of the couch. "Bullshit."

Trey sighs. "Lane."

"That bullshit." Lane says then laughs.

"Go tell your mama that." Trey says.

"Mommy said leave." Lane says shrugging.

I laugh. "She told you to leave Lane? That's some bullshit right?"

"That bullshit." Lane shrugs.

"Lane..." Trey starts. "Go tell your mama..."

Lane yells. "Mommy said leave!"

Trey reaches for Lane. "Keep on."

"Sorry." Lane says falling down on his ass trying to get away from Trey.

I shake my head and walk down the hall. I look back. Lane was following me. I'm glad that little girl is gone. She was a fucking pest. She liked to talk. She has to be two years older than Lane. I glance back again before walking into the room. Lane had stopped and started playing with a lamp.

"Lane, Imma tell your mama."

"Bullshit."

"What?" Cammie snaps from in a room.

Lane's little ass runs fast into the living room where Trey was.

"That boy is bad."

"If you didn't want to listen to the song then it's cool."

I sit on her lap. "Bae, I'm here. Play the song."

She reaches around me. "I miss being friends."

"Ain't shit changed."

"Yeah, I was the one you hung out with listening to music, making music, and talking shit about your girl. Now I'm your girl and you run from conversations with me."

I shrug. "I doubt that."

She starts the song over. "Pay attention next time."

"What is wrong here?"

"You not listening." she says starting the song over again.

I pop her hand then start the song over. "That's bullshit."

"Bullshit." Lane whispers at the door.

"Lane, I know not." Amber says. "I know we don't say grown up words."

Lane laughs. "No. I not say that."

"Yes you did." she snaps.

"I going Grandma house." he says then slams the door.

I laugh. "That boy hell."

I start the song back over then look at Amber. "Why you sound like you making excuses not to be in this relationship?"

"I didn't notice."

"Yeah okay." I say listening to the song. She about to be shocked when I show up to Chicago.

   Trey

"Tremaine!" Cammie shouts startling me from my snooze.

"Shit woman."

She stands in front of me with her hands on her hips. "You better tell them no!"

"Who, Jay?" I say trying to wake up and catch up to what I missed.

"There's no way..."

Chris hands me his phone then walks away. "Ma."

"Yeah." I say touching Cammie's hip.

"Tremaine?"

"Oh... I thought this was the other Ma. Why you didn't call my phone?" I pulling Cammie to me.

She snatches away from me. "Tremaine."

"Yo? What is going on with y'all?" I say standing up.

"I'm already on my way to pick up Lane. It would make sense when she has to leave in a few days."

I shrug. "Ma, what you talking about? Who leaving?"

"Oh she didn't tell you?"

"What she say to you?" Cammie ask snatching the phone.

What the hell? I'm about to run. It's been a long time since Cammie and Ma got into it about anything. I'm confused as hell and I don't want to be in it. Shit. What could it even be about? All the drama is behind us.

"I'm not going anywhere, April."

"Oh she April?" I ask turning around. "I'll excuse myself."

Cammie grabs me. "Tremaine!"

"What, Jayla? What is so wrong with what she has to say? What is this even about? I don't fucking know shit."

"They are trying to take my baby to Virginia. I already said no to Lane but that's not fucking stopping nobody."

"Oh we cursing." April chuckles. "Mama, Cammie says no."

Cammie throws the phone at me and crosses her arm. Oh shit. She storms out of the room mad as shit. What the hell? I catch the phone before it drops. That's the only thing I know to do right now. They straight up attacked me. Grandma getting on the phone ain't gonna help the situation.

"Hello, Maine." Rose says.

"Hey, Angel." I say smiling.

She sighs. Oh no. "I don't understand why he can't come for a day. We just wanted him for a little bit. I can't be doing all of that traveling. April was telling me about you moving to the West coast."

I hit my head. "I mean..."

"I know she has milk in her freezer that she can send. She was telling me about it yesterday. That's where I got the idea."

"Ma, but... You know how she is."

She sighs deeply. "Yes, I know. The two of you need time alone. Tremaine."

"Grandma."

"One night."

I sigh. "I'll talk to her, grandma."

"That's all I'm asking. Love you."

"Do you grandma? Do you really?"

She giggles. "You can handle Cammie, Baby. Call me back."

I hang up the phone and stare at it. "Shit."

"What's that shit about?" Chris says reaching out to me.

"Nigga I don't have nothing for you."

He points to my hand. "Why they call me?"

I hand him his phone. "They trying to pull some shit on me. They want Caden."

"Oh hell." Chris laughs. "You need backup?"

"Naw. Save yourself."

He chuckles walking away from me. I sigh. I'm fucked when I walk in this room. I don't want to be between Grandma Rose and Cammie. Rose has to win regardless. I'm going to feel guilty as fuck. Cammie probably already feeling it from April. When I walk in here talking about Rose she gonna kick my ass. But Rose wants Caden. She hasn't seen him in a month or two. Baby, I just want to say...

"Tremaine, don't even fucking talk to me."

"Jayla..."

"I swear if you not on my side don't say shit."

I walk to her touching her foot. "Jayla, you know I'm always on your side but..."

"Tremaine!"

"Rose... Mama wanted me to try. I tried. We not talking about it anymore."

Lane comes in the room crying. "Nanma... Nanma... I no... Not. I..."

Cammie looks at him funny. "Lane what is your problem? Did you fall?"

"No...I.. No... Want to."

"Stop crying and talk." she snaps.

He throws his hands to his side after wiping his face. "You said no. I go to grandma house. You said no. I don't want to go home. I go to grandma. No!"

"What?"

"Mommy say no. I want grandma now!"

Cammie puts her hands on her hips. "You not gonna come in here yelling at me. I don't care how you feeling. You go back out there and come in here like you got some sense."

He stomps out of the room slamming the door. "Bullshit!"

"Who the hell taught him that?" she snaps walking towards the door.

"Jayla." I say grabbing her. "Baby, listen. He going through some things."

"Tremaine, my son is not going to be walking around here cursing at me. What the hell you think this is?"

Before I say anything to her the door of the room opens. It was Rollie letting Lane in. Oh Rollie here. He touches Lane's head. Lane had a pout face.

"What we say?"

"Sorry Mommy." Lane says looking up at her with his head down.

"Jay, Rose really wants the boys to come see her. If you want I'll ride with them and bring them back the next morning. I mean they can't keep him long because you breastfeeding. You avoiding them?"

Cammie turns around walking into me. Oh shit. We doing this again? Shit I don't want her going back into no fucking depression. I hold her tight so she wouldn't walk away. Why we even doing all of these? Rollie raises his eyebrows then backs up to the door. He smiles then leaves out. How is this funny?

"Jayla we can take them up there."

"I have rehearsal tomorrow." she cries.

I want to tell her she being a baby. "It's one day. Rollie will go and bring them back. We have to get ready for when you are busy with your show. Well fuck it. I'll tell them next week. Okay? We will go up there together. Jayla? Okay?"

She nods her head. I call April back. "Ma."

"Hold on. Lane, baby don't cry. I'm going to come see you. Okay?"

He just cries still. Cammie covers her face. I sigh. Everybody crying.

"Hello, Tremaine."

"Ma'am?"

Its April. "I'm going to come tomorrow so I can stay a little longer. I want to be here for Mama's appointment with the doctor."

"About what?" Cammie asks uncovering her face.

"Just an appointment. I wanted to take her." she says short.

Cammie sucks her teeth and walk away. "Whatever."

Damn man. Im about to love up on my wife. Fuck them cause April getting her way regardless of what Cammie says right now. April knows it. She knows Cammie doesn't want to disrespect them and will do anything to please them. Let me get my wife. I get an attitude with April.

"Aight April." I say.

"Tremaine you can act all stank if you want to."

"I'm not." I say with an attitude. "See you tomorrow."

She sucks her teeth. "Whatever, Tremaine."

I shrug and hang up. I turn to look where Cammie had gone. She was leaning against the door with her arms folded across her chest. I toss the phone to the bed. I feel like making her happy would benefit everybody. I know she feeling like everyone is against her. I hit her stomach lightly. She rolls her eyes.

"Jay, I'm down with whatever you decide to do."

"I don't want to talk about it."

I wrap my arms around her waist standing her up straight. "That's cool too."

She sucks her teeth. "Don't try to bullshit me, Trey."

"I promise I'm not. I wouldn't."

"I have to go feed Caden." She says walking away.

I hit her ass. "You want me to fix it?"

"Tremaine."

"Okay, it's over." I say walking behind her.

[b0stonmanor]

since yall kept fuckin asking heres 1-155. Go ahead and see how fucking lame I actually am

1: Full name: Madison Lyn (I’m not putting my last name on the internet lmao)

2: Age:19

3: 3 Fears: heights, elevators, being alone for the rest of my life 

4: 3 things I love: cats, coffee, sleeping

5: 4 turns on: (I’m gonna make it nonsexual okay): body mods, humor, good vibes, nice laugh

6: 4 turns off: (gonna make these nonsexual too): rude, nasty, conceited, takes days to reply lmao

7: My best friend: girl: @bohoangel guy: @bostonnanner

8: Sexual orientation: pansexual

9: My best first date: haven’t had a best one yet, need someone to change that lmao

10: How tall am I: 5′8

11: What do I miss: lots of things and people both too many too name

12: What time was I born: 2:06am

13: Favourite color: blue

14: Do I have a crush: still crushin on my last man

15: Favourite quote: either some vine or “I’m here for a good time not a long time” I have way too many favs

16: Favourite place: my room, best friends house, or beach house

17: Favourite food: buffalo chicken or alfredo

18: Do I use sarcasm: of course not 

19: What am I listening to right now: music ;)

20: First thing I notice in new person: smile

21: Shoe size: no

22: Eye color: hazel

23: Hair color: naturally brunette currently red

24: Favourite style of clothing: gothic, pop punk or hippie/boho

25: Ever done a prank call?: I havent personally 

27: Meaning behind my URL: I needed to change my url of 8 years and I wanted something short and easy to remember but I also wanted it to be a band so it would fit my blog and surprisingly this one wasnt taken

28: Favourite movie: I have way too many 

29: Favourite song: again way too many

30: Favourite band: AGAIN way too many

31: How I feel right now: I feel fucking exhausted 

32: Someone I love: okay now Im sad 

33: My current relationship status: okay NOW Im crying but single

34: My relationship with my parents: welp my dads dead and my mom and I are okay

35: Favourite holiday: Halloween or Christmas

36: Tattoos and piercing I have: no tattoos yet and I have my nose pierced and first and second holes pierced on my ears

37: Tattoos and piercing I want: too many

38: The reason I joined Tumblr: I was 12 that should be enough

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?: No. In fact I could never hate him and I dont think I’ll love anyone like I did/do him.

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?: eh sometimes

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? last text over imessage yes

42: When did I last hold hands?: I have no idea

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?: I dont do anything really so not too long

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?: dont out me

45: Where am I right now?: my room

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?: @bohoangel

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?: both

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?: mom

49: Am I excited for anything?: nah

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? @bostonnanner

51: How often do I wear a fake smile?: eh

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?: yesterday

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?: I mean idc but it’d just be fucking weird cause they’re kissing in front of me 

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?: plenty of people lmao

55: What is something I disliked about today?: I’ll do yesterday since today hasnt really happened. But it was fathers day and my heart was hurting so bad cause I miss my dad more than anything and really wish he was still here

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?: my fuckin soulmate bitch

57: What do I think about most?: in all honesty, my ex

58: What’s my strangest talent?: I can do this smile thing that nobody else can do and it makes me look like a frog

59: Do I have any strange phobias?: probably

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?: in front

61: What was the last lie I told?: that I was a child of God

62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?: video chatting but I dont mind either

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?: fuck yes and fuck yes

64: Do I believe in magic?: I’m a god damn witch bitch

65: Do I believe in luck?: I believe in karma

66: What’s the weather like right now? according to my phone its currently clear and 61 degrees

67: What was the last book I’ve read?: I have no idea

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?: eh

69: Do I have any nicknames? Maddie, Mad, Mads

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?: I had a staph infection in my foot that went back and forth across my foot and then up my leg (doctor said if my mom didn’t bring me when she did I would’ve died cause it would’ve gone to my heart)

71: Do I spend money or save it?: spend it 

72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue?: nope

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me? ye

74: Favourite animal?: cats

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?: I have no idea

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?: oh shit I’ve never thought of this

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?: good question

78: How can you win my heart?: Be Italian 

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? I honestly have no idea

80: What is my favorite word? bitch

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr: I get asked this way too much

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?: probably some hippie bullshit

83: Do I have any relatives in jail?: I’ve had relatives in jail but I dont think anyones in jail rn

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? theres too many lmao

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? probably if I’ve smoked or drank or have done anything bad but only if my mom was asking

86: What is my current desktop picture? its just basic 

87: Had sex?: nah

88: Bought condoms?: nah

89: Gotten pregnant?: nah

90: Failed a class?: nah

91: Kissed a boy?: ye

92: Kissed a girl?: ye

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?: nah

94: Had job?: ye

95: Left the house without my wallet?: ye

96: Bullied someone on the internet?: nah

97: Had sex in public?: nah

98: Played on a sports team?: ye

99: Smoked weed?: ye

100: Did drugs?: nothing hardcore just smoking weed

101: Smoked cigarettes?: nah

102: Drank alcohol?: ye

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?: I’ve tried

104: Been overweight?: no answer

105: Been underweight? also no answer

106: Been to a wedding?: ye

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?: ye

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?: ye

109: Been outside my home country?: nah

110: Gotten my heart broken?: of course

111: Been to a professional sports game?: ye

112: Broken a bone?: ye

113: Cut myself?: ye

114: Been to prom?: ye

115: Been in airplane?: ye

116: Fly by helicopter?: nah

117: What concerts have I been to?: pink, metallica/volbeat, warped tour 2016,2017,2018, jingle ball, some birthday bash, I cant remember if I’ve been to any other ones lmao

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?: not entirely 

119: Learned another language?: not fully

120: Wore make up?: ye

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?: I’m a child of god

122: Had oral sex?: nah

123: Dyed my hair?: ye

124: Voted in a presidential election?: not yet

125: Rode in an ambulance?: couldve a couple times but my parents decided to drive me

126: Had a surgery?: nah

127: Met someone famous?: I guess? 

128: Stalked someone on a social network?: who doesnt do this

129: Peed outside?: ye

130: Been fishing?: ye

131: Helped with charity?: I think so

132: Been rejected by a crush?: who doesnt get rejected

133: Broken a mirror?: probably

134: What do I want for birthday?: lots of things

135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names?: I have no idea

136: Was I named after anyone?: No but I have the same middle name as my aunt

137: Do I like my handwriting?: ye

138: What was my favorite toy as a child?: I have no idea

139: Favorite Tv Show?: American Horror Story, Bob’s Burgers, The Office, or Drunk History

140: Where do I want to live when older?: New Hampshire

141: Play any musical instrument?: I can play the violin and piano and can also sing but idk if that counts lmao

142: One of my scars, how did I get it?: its barely noticeable but literally right under my left eye (like right at the edge of my dark circle lmao) I got attacked by a dog and it bit me in the face and I had to get stitches but I bitched out and had it glued instead lmao

143: Favorite pizza topping? cheese

144: Am I afraid of the dark?: depends where I am

145: Am I afraid of heights?: ye

146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?:nah

147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?: haha yeah

148: What I’m really bad at: everything

149: What my greatest achievements are: I fucking graduated from high school. Like I would never wish what I went through on anyone ever not even my worst enemy. It was worse than hell

150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: I honestly dont remember 

151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery: lots of stuff

152: What do I like about myself: my eyebrows

153: My closest Tumblr friend: I cant say @bohoangel cause I’ve known her since 5th grade so I’ll say @bostonnanner even though we met on omegle years ago lmao

154: Something I fantasize about: lots of things

155: Any question you’d like?: literally whatever anyone wants to know

[searchingff-blog]

Saturday, 7:40 p.m.

Zeus squeezed the steering wheel, and sped across town. He couldn’t remember the last time he was this mad about anything. Mixed in with the anger was fear, because he didn’t know what he’d be capable of if something happened to his baby girl. Zariah was the reason why he was trying to stay on good terms with his PO, and get off probation. He wanted to show her the world, but couldn’t even bring her to Disney World if he wanted to. Now Gabriella wanted to toy with his emotions, so he could slip up. The joke was on her, because she pressed the wrong button. The fact that she knew he was involved in the killing of Juan raised flags that he had to deal with later. The matter that he focused on was getting his daughter out of dodge.

He pulled up to her apartment, and before the car got comfortable in park, he jumped out of it and ran into the building. Waiting for the ragged elevator would have took too long, so he ran up the four flights of stairs with ease.

“Yo! Jasmine open up!” He banged on the door again before he heard her cussing on the other side of the door. She was pissed, but that wasn’t any of his concern.

“What the he-” She swung the door open, and before her sentence was finished she was pushed out the way.

“Pack a bag for a couple weeks, and call ya ma. Yall going to stay with them in Philly for a minute before I send yall some money to go stay with my aunt in Dallas.” He spoke hastly, and gave her no time to understand what was going on with him.

“What are you talking about, Zeus?” She questioned, and followed him into their daughter’s room.

“Listen” He turned around, and stood over her. “Some shit from my past is trying to settle a score by hurting Riah, and you know I’m not with that shit, so yall gotta move around a bit before it’s safe to come back to NY. You follow?”  

When she searched his face to make sure he was serious she could tell this was not a drill. This was the only time she ever saw Zeus scared, and it scared her. Jasmine wasted no more time, and ran into her room to get some things in a bag.

Zeus proceeded to his daughter’s room, and found her sleeping peacefully in her bed. He looked over her, and smiled for a brief moment. She was innocent in all of this, and it was his fault that she was even in danger right now. Later on he would have to beat himself up for this, but for now he went and filled her bag up with clothes and her favorite toys.

“Jasmine you ready?” He walked out the room with Zariah in his arms, and the bag over his shoulder.

“Yeah.” She came out of her room with a bag.

“C’mon.” He lead the way out the apartment, and down the stairs.

He poked his head out the front door, and saw that the street was clear. After, the three of them exited the building they went over to her car.

“Listen, get a new phone and don’t tell anybody where you’re at. We can’t have anybody knowing where you guys are at even if they’re watching now.” He buckled his daughter into her carseat, and kissed her on the forehead.

“Are you going to be ok?” She looked up at him.

“Don’t worry about me. Just make sure you keep my daughter safe, aight?” He closed the back door, and turned to face her.  

“Ok.” She was scared, and he could tell.

The both of them hadn’t been intimate since he had to cuss her out over Azure, but right now he could tell she needed some comforting. Zeus walked over to her, and held her in his arms. “You’re going to be ok.” He pecked her forehead.

When he let her go he went over to his trunk, and popped it. Inside was a duffel bag filled with money. Barbering was a good way to make quick money, but the street thug in him needed money quicker than that. He wasn’t back in the streets heavy like he used to be, but was enough to have put money aside for an emergency like this.

“Here, only use cash while you’re out of town. I’ll be sending some more to you in a couple weeks, but until then this should hold you over.”  He threw the bag in the backseat.

“Thanks.” She didn’t know what else to say.

“Don’t thank me. Just get outta here.”

Jasmine listened to him, and got in her car. She pulled off, and was headed for Philly. Zeus exhaled deeply, and took a seat on the hood of his car. He felt somewhat better, but was going to feel better when they made it to their destination in one piece. However, with them out of the equation now it meant that it was time for him to get his hands dirty. He pulled out his phone, and dialed an unsaved number.

“Hey, it’s Zeus. We gonna need to get the boys back together for a reunion. Somebody’s trying to send a message, and it’s my turn to send one back.”  

12: 26 p.m.

Roman was making his rounds of apologies, and next in line was Montell. He didn’t know the guy from a hole in the wall, but came at him crazy for standing up for Giselle. When he looked back on the situation he was glad she had somebody like him in her corner. The hell he put her through constantly wasn’t right, but he still didn’t know how to wrap his head around her. That still didn’t justify how he came at Montell.

He got word from a friend where he was going to be DJing tonight, and thought it would be best to talk to him in public. Roman wasn’t scared of him, but didn’t know how he was going to act once the two of them met.

The night was going good, and Montell was doing his usual thing. Most of the time he worked at the club with Gigi, but recently he decided to branch out some to keep his cover. He had to keep up appearances like a real DJ, and move from club to club. Another reason for the switch was due to the fact that he needed space. They were doing good, great since the disastrous dinner, but for his undercover work he needed space. When he wasn’t around her he was following up on outside leads, and having his people round up guys for questioning. There was only small chatter in the streets about the killing at this point, but there were a few things that caught his ear. Somebody was looking for the snitch, and also a female named Cassi. From what he gathered Cassi was the ex-girlfriend to Juan, but was now dating his cousin Saint. He hoped he’d bump into her by being around Gigi, but she brought it to his attention a few days ago that she hasn’t heard from her. Something was happening, but he didn’t know what yet.

“My man, can I holla at you real quick?” Roman spoke through the music.

‘Yeah.”  Montell looked over at him unsure of his actions.

The last time the two of them got into a scuffle they had to be put on opposite sides of the room. Montell realized that Roman was drunk, but was once told that a drunk man’s words were sober thoughts. The last thing he needed to happen was for him to get into a fight with him here. He called over the stand in DJ, and walked out back so they could talk in private.

“What’s good?” Montell spoke up first.

“I’m a keep this short, and man up and apologize for coming at you the way I did. I was drunk as hell, and way outta line. Also, you were just sticking up for G so I can only respect that.” Roman spoke sincerely, and looked him in the eyes when he talked.

It took a minute for him to say anything, because he didn’t want to like Roman. However, that was the boyfriend talking and not the undercover cop that needed an in.

“I respect it, and can own my part in the situation.” He nodded before they shook hands.

“You aint a bad dude. I thought I was gonna have to come here ready to shoot the fade.” He snickered.

“Nah, that’s not even my style. I just had to come at you because I really fuck with your sister” Monty chuckled.

“I feel it. How long yall been kicking it?”

“For a couple months now.”

“True, you really like her?” He crossed his arms across his chest.

“We doing the big brother thing now?” Monty laughed. ‘Forreal tho, I do. She’s a special girl.”

“Well I’m glad she has nigga that aint scared to go to war for her, but I’m a get outta here and let you get back to work.”  Roman dapped him up.

“Respect.”

“Maybe one of these nights we can get a drink or something?”

“I’m with it.”

That’s exactly what Monty wanted to hear. Getting him drunk, and talking wasn’t going to be hard at all. He just had to play it smart on the location they were going to be at. This for sure was going to make the boss happy.

Saturday, 1:35 p.m.

“About time.” Zeus spoke out with a smirk on his face.

Zeus and Azure finally went out for the first time in years. She was resistant to the idea when he asked, but wanted to put the past in the past, and move on. She just wasn’t expecting him to ask her out for lunch immediately after.

“Traffic is crazy for it to be a Sunday.” She lied, and was late due to contemplating standing him up.

“You lyin like hell.” He chuckled, and gave her a hug.

With everything that was going on with his personal life, Zeus wasn’t going to let fear dictate the way he moved, but he was keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. He pulled her chair out for her, and went back to his side of the table. The waiter came over to let them order their drinks. She asked for an ice tea, and he asked for a lemonade.

“So what’s going on with you?” He slouched back in his chair.

“I’m sitting in front of you big head ass.”  She leaned her head to the side.

“You talkin that shit already.” The both of them chuckled.

“Whatever, but I just be working and hanging with my moms.”

“How she doing?” He paid attention to her, and their surroundings

“She’s doing real good. You know her birthday is in a couple weeks. I think me and Haze are going to throw a nice little party at the house.”

“You invintin me, or just telling me.”

“Yeah, guess you are invited.” She playfully rolled her eyes.

“You still got that slick ass mouth, and crazy attitude.”

“Yeah, I keep it on reserve just for you.”

“Damn, you must aint have no dick in a minute.” He licked his lips.

“What the hell are you even saying to me? How does dick have anything to do with our conversation.”

“Stop frontin like you don’t remember all them times your ass was walking around stank just because you need the pipe, BAD.” He laughed.

“I see I’m going to need the check early. Waiter! “ She raised her hand laughing.

“Aight, my bad. I’m done.” He put up his hands surrendering.

“Yeah, talking crazy.” She smiled.

Azure knew exactly what he was talking about. The intimate connection the both of them had was intense. It was so passionate, and their bodies synced together with ease. Going a week without connecting with him sexually used to drive her insane.. However, that was in the past and had nothing to do with the conversation.

Finally the waiter arrived at their table, and took their orders.

“How’s your daughter doing?”  Azre asked.

The two of them never discussed the topic of his daughter. She knew the baby had nothing to do with their situation, but she was the last straw that broke the camel’s back. He never brought her up, because he knew that situation crushed her. The betrayal was even deeper, because the two of them were trying to have a baby themselves.

“Ummm, she’s good.” He tried to seem less shocked about her question than he actually was.

“She’s how old now?”

“Three.”

“Wow, seems like yesterday she was born.”

“Yeah, that whole pregnancy was crazy. My ass was locked up, and trying to still run shit. Gained a princess just to lose my queen.”

Azure didn’t respond, and looked away. She didn’t know how he expected her to respond, but she didn’t want to say anything out of turn. He picked up on her awkward vibe, and dropped the conversation just in time for the food.

4:40 p.m.

Gigi knew all too well what it felt like to be on the receiving end of Roman’s wrath. He had a way of saying the simplest things, and pissing you off the most. She’d called Hazel multiple times, and each time she said she was ok. Gigi knew that she had to be going through an array of emotions, and ok wasn’t one of them. Taking it upon herself, she showed up at her house ready to listen.

“What you doing here?” Hazel questioned when she opened the door and saw the familiar face.

The two had talked briefly through the week about what happened at the dinner, so this had to be about something different.

“I can’t come check on you?” Gigi walked into the house with a smile. “Also, I come bearing gifts.” She held up the bottle of wine like it was a trophy.

“You don’t think it’s a little too early for that?”

“Girl no.” Gigi chuckled, and once she was in the house she strolled over to the kitchen. “What you been doing all day?”

“Just relaxing, cleaning, and lagging around the house. You?” Hazel took a seat at the island. “You?”

“Well I just left from seeing Monty, but before that I went to workout for the first time in months. Gotta get these squats in for the summer.”

“That little booty aint growing.” Hazel laughed.

“We all can’t be out here like you mmmkay.” Gigi joined in on the laughter.

“I’m happy you have a dude like Monty. He seems like a standup guy.” She took the glass of wine, and placed it up against her lips to take a sip.

“ Thanks, I feel lucky.” She blushed some before she took a sip herself. “How are you and Roman? “

“We’re fine.”

“Bullshit, lets cut the act and get into the real truth. How are yall doing?” She looked deep into her eyes.

“We’re…….trying not to let this consume our marriage but I’m tired of arguing. I asked to be separated until he really gets a grip on reality. I can’t sit here, and go through what we’ve been going through these last couple of months. It’s draining, and frankly I’m over it. Something has to give.” She resisted the urge to cry by finishing off her glass, and asking for another.

The pain in her eyes was there, and Gigi could tell by her body language that this was beyond hard for her. She reached over and grabbed her hand.

“You know there was this one strong, black , courageous woman that told me a secret about love before. She told me that it will get hard just so the easy times are that much more special. That when you find that one in a lifetime kind of love that you have to nurture it, so that it won’t go bad. Sometimes you have to love people from affare just so they realize that it’s the end of the line, and that one more step and everything is going to fall off the cliff.” Gigi smiled softly at Hazel.

“Was I drunk when I told you that?” Hazel chuckled. “Thanks for that.”

“Anytime, you’re my girl and I’m going to make sure you’re still standing when this part of your life is over.”

It was easier for Gigi to recognize what other people needed in order for them to make it through the pain. It sucked that when it came to herself she was clueless, and was a total blonde chick. Times were changing, and she was starting to realize that the first step was cutting vicious people out of her life. It sucked to think it, but the first person might be her brother.

Was she ready to lose another family member?

[scithemodestmermaid]

okay so i’m taking notes on microsoft’s conference

watching it here

so i have that aperture science core plushie i made next to me for this, because i was doing some restitching on her, just wanted to set the stage anyway

prepare montage pictures

outer worlds, right off the bat!  are we still mad at outer worlds?  idk and idc.

october 25th release date for outer worlds...except for steam, but let’s not mention that part....

outer worlds still looks dope, don’t get me wrong.

i don’t know what is going on with bleeding edge, but i’m terrified.  also intrigued.

THE ONE PERSON WHO “WHOO’D” FOR ORI, HIGH-FIVE TO YOU

were there actual boss fights in the first ori?  i don’t remember, it’s been a real long time since i played it.  i just remembered it being like a disney.

someone in the live chat just said, “it’s fallout 5!”

....wait, is this minecraft 2?

a minecraft dungeon crawler?!

minecraft dungeons looks fun, but i’m only just now getting back into og minecraft and i prefer its pacing and the ability for housebuilding so i think i’m sticking with that.

phil spencer is getting todd howard levels of cheering right now.

just noticed he’s wearing a psychonauts shirt.  HMMMMMMM

oh its the droid boi

jedi fallen order right now, they got one of those big four legged mechs and its covered in vines and you get to pilot it apparently and that right there hypes me up.

DOOOOOOOOOPE STAR WARS

ooh a scaries?

a dog in a scaries, that does not bode well it better not die.

ITS A BLAIR WITCH GAME

CYBERPUUUUUUUUUUUNK 2077, BOYOS

don’t stick your gun in your buttcrack, kids, that could end terribly

NO NOT JACKIE.  i liked him in the 48 minute thing.  

whoa the other guy was a backstabber, who’d a thunk it

bawss friggin fightin

KEANU REEVES????

HOLY CRAP IT REALLY IS KEANU REEVES

hello i may or may not have a crush on keanu reeves, but that’s basically everybody

i already was gonna get this game but if he’s in it, then absolutely must buy.

he’s even wearing a cyberpunk 2077 shirt, <3

seriously, he’s a cyberpunk king, friggin neo is in this game.

he is having so much fun right now.

YOU R BREATHTAKING

APRIL 16th, 2020, BOYOS

wow no cheers for an official release date, screw you guys too.

is this animal crossing?

is this animal crossing with permadeath?

spiritfarer is animal crossing with permadeath, pass it on

BATTLETOADS MUSIC

a new battletoads game, and it is NOT 3d?  props.

legend of wright has a cool art style, but idk seems a bit too artsy for me, and thats saying something

okay the camera needs to stop pulling away from the screen cuz when it does that i cant see crap

wait theres a pathologic 2?

everyone in live chat is making this joke so i will too...the name’s bond, sarah bond.

people are also begging for keanu to come back.

xbox game pass for pc is available today, so that’s nice.

okay so you mentioned master chief collection, when exactly is it coming out?  not gonna say, okay then.

ten bucks a month, not bad.

xbox game pass ultimate puts them all together at no additional cost, so thats cool.

if you start today, it’s one dollar, extremely impressive.

wait so this is actually a game?  i thought they were just bsing it and showing real world footage for something.

the only flight simulator i will play is the one at the local historical museum, sorry.

everyone in the live chat is too distracted by that song that was playing during the montage, the one that was like “are you game game game, are you game game game,” except it was easy to mishear “game” as “gay” so they’re taking that and running.

this is exactly what i imagined colorado to be like.

is this fallout colorado?

oh its wasteland 3.  so i was pretty close.

matt booty?  HMMMMMMM

no one is listening to mr. booty, they’re just cheering his name.

well double fine productions has finally sold out.  well, i mean they sold out a while back, but now its literal.

they’re gonna show psychonauts???

tim schafer is one of those rare humans that has never changed physically, he looks the same as he did ten years ago.

they are indeed showing psychonauts 2, did any of yall get your backing rewards yet?

why are they pushing loboto so much?  did the fans really care about him so much back in 2005?

MORE STAR WARS?

ITS STAR WARS LEGO YAAAS

over 9000?

thats literally all i know about dragonball, is that theres a guy and his power level is over 9000.

is frieza mewtwo?

what am i lookin at here, is this top-down alan wake?

12 minutes is top-down alan wake, pass it on

deer with light up antlers

i have a feeling way to the woods is symbolism

who is this girl and why is everyone cheering?

gears of war, ah yes, the game so controversial that conservatives stopped harassing halo.  that’s all i know about the franchise.

all of this is french to me, i have no idea what any of this is.

what in the heck is going onnnnnn?????

wait is that dave fennoy?

wrestling superstars to play the new game mode?  que?

the terminator is just casually in gears of war.  okay.

car game.  great.

oh wait no, i was bamboozled, its a controller commercial.  for their new controller that looks a heck of a lot like the steam controller.  HMMMMMMM

people are still begging for keanu to come back.

never played the first dying light, but that sequel looks spiffy

oh, HERE is the car game.  complete with a random car just chillin on stage.

WAIT ITS LEGO AND THEYRE PLAYING EVERYTHING IS AWESOME, YOU NOW HAVE MY ATTENTION

and the random car just chillin on stage is made of lego, so i’ll take it back thats astounding.

.....but i just wanna kick that lego car’s door and watch it fall apart, i’m chaotic evil apparently.

funko pop, oh i can tune out then.

state of decay 2, i will not trust these devs after the moonrise fiasco so piss off with this game.

sega?

what is this, where is sonic?

phantasy star online 2, k

who tf is smilegate?

what tf is crossfire x?

(i took a break here but i don’t think i missed anything that i would’ve cared about)

oh borderlands, woooow.  another anticipated title brought low with epic games anti-hype. 

but it had claptrap and leg gun in the same scene so that makes it good.

look claptrap is the only part of borderlands that i like so lets move on.

miyazaki and rr martin???

let me give you a hand.  i’m not even apologizing for that joke.

some in the chat pointed out there’s not been gameplay so far in this conference, and thats interesting.

anyway elden rings or whatever.

is this it?  no halo or banjo?  

oh new gaming console, optimized for gaming....didn’t they just release a new xbox?

developers taking about we totally get gamers, we are going to get rid of loading screen because no one is patient.

i know i sound bitter but do understand, i am totally interested right now with the specs and the construction and all that, tis related to my major so yeah.

scarlett?  what a weird name for a console, but i genuinely hope that’s not just a placeholder i want a console with a human name.

next console is project jeff.

people in live chat are already confirming skyrim for the scarlett.

xbox is 18 years old?

also HALO NOW.  and its releasing with the scarlett.

plot twist: this is the master chief without his suit, just a dumpy white guy.

he aged ten years in five minutes, are we sure this isnt death stranding?

CHIEF

guys i found a master chief, he was sitting outside my window and he looked sad, like no one had fed him or anything in a long time, can i keep him?

yo i am hyped okay, i was big on halo when i was an obnoxious teen, my friends used to do halo 2 parties and i’d try to keep up.

and i guess that’s the end of the conference.  good selection of games, interested in that project scarlett, and all in all okay with it all.

still no banjo.  :-/

[14thsumoon]

rules: answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people I was tagged by @oneofthewolfchildren THE LAST 1. drink: water? I'm not sure??,,, 2. phone call: I have like 20 missed calls you really think I remember the last time I had a phone call?
3. text message: @ ride, that bitCH
4. song you listened to: Young And Menace - Fall Out Boy
5. time you cried: I almost cried during a car ride today does that count?
6. dated someone twice: lol nope, never even dated
7. kissed someone and regretted it: no??? I only give platonic kisses so????
8. been cheated on: nope 
9. lost someone special: no
10. been depressed: all the time, dude???
11. gotten drunk and thrown up: sadly I have no idea how to get my small baby hands on alcohol so nope 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12. ,,, uh um neon red
13. gray gray and more gray
14. literally almost any pastel yea h IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 
15. made new friends: YEA @ THE FAMILY CHAT LOVE YALL CRAZY KINKY FUCKERS
16. fallen out of love: describe love
17. laughed until you cried: yea it was something with my family thinking I have depression or something
18. found out someone was talking about you: no??? I try to make myself as small as possible in most cases so people don't acknowledge me
19. met someone who changed you: yeehaw yes
20. found out who your friends are: yesu uwu 
21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: I don't have a fb oops GENERAL 
22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: 0 dude I don't have a fb 
23. do you have any pets: my doggo and bunny (my soft children) 
24. do you want to change your name: yeah I don't really like having my dead name as my legal name so??
25. what did you do for your last birthday: nothing I have no friends irl and parties are lame 
26. what time did you wake up: ffffff idk man I don't even sleep most nights (I keep pulling Ryans)
27. what were you doing at midnight last night: ,,,,, reading fanfics
28. name something you can’t wait for: when I can finally change my name, move out, and be treated like a """normal""" person (and not like a lost child with depression, @ irl family treat me decently you shit fucks)
29. when was the last time you saw your mom: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
31. what are you listening to right now: fffffjxj music while my family (LOUDLY) bitches to each other 
32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: I've never met a Tom oops 
33. something that is getting on your nerves: people and my family (yes I'm mentioning them a lot it's because they irritate me and keep trying to get me to be """"normal"""" >:0)
34. most visited website: ao3 and Tumblr because I don't have a real like only the internet 
35. hair colour: brown with light tips 
36. long or short hair: medium?? idk but it's still too long for me
37. do you have a crush on someone: na man I'm aromantic
38. what do you like about yourself: nothing I'm just a little ball of self hatred, starvation, and getting mad over art 
39. piercings: I don't really like earrings??? also they aren't useful in any way so why even bother
40. blood type: pfft have no idea what my blood type is
41. nickname: eevee, daddy (only rob can call me that ;)), um eve?? and E.C. (was it e.c.?? I can't remember)
42. relationship status: platonically taken by my lovely (kinky) wife
43. zodiac: taurus
44. pronouns: he / him and they / them
45. favourite tv show: Rick and morty oops
46. tattoos: I kinda want one when I'm older??? Idk they're not cheap and I have no idea what I'll get 
47. right or left handed: left 
48. surgery: no, not till I'm older and can get all the transition surgeries :')
50. sport: I don't sport, sorry
51. vacation: dude it's summer and I've just been staying in my room most of the time unless my family drags me out and forces me to go outside 
52. pair of trainers: red, red, red I like red so I got them red and thEy HURT MY FEET MORE GENERAL 
53. eating: I've only had one thing all day and that was hours ago I'm eating nothing
54. drinking: nothing 
55. I’m about to: do nothing?? finish that fic I was reading??? convince my family to let me have some of my stuff back?? force persona 5 out of my aunts religious little hands and play again with more screaming over Akechi???
56. waiting for: Winter to come and make the bugs go away
57. want: my video games back (and cathrine but apparently i get too into the game and believe that I'm in that world and that's why I don't sleep and don't eat much according to my mother) @ family, smh
58. get married: n o
59. career: commission artist??? something that doesn't have to do with too many people and has art
60. hugs or kisses: hugs 
61. lips or eyes: eyes
62. shorter or taller: uh both??? i don't understand so both
63. older or younger: idk man 
64. nice arms or nice stomach: neither??? I don't want to be around people in general idc about how they look
65. hook up or relationship: I'm not interested in a relationship and I'm a fucking child 
66. troublemaker or hesitant: both HAVE YOU EVER: 
67. kissed a stranger: no
68. drank hard liquor: god I wish
69. lost glasses/contact lenses: I don't need contacts or glasses so no
70. turned someone down: I'm not sure how but yeah
71. sex on the first date: no I'm a child and sex repulsed what do you think
72. broken someone’s heart: no??
73. had your heart broken: pft my hearts a cold emo abyss with no love so no
74. been arrested: not yet but considering my bucket list idk about the future 
75. cried when someone died: no
76. fallen for a friend: na DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 
77. yourself: nope
78. miracles: lol no 
79. love at first sight: na 
80. santa claus: nein 
81. kiss on the first date: idc man do whatever on your weird romance things 
82. angels: not at all OTHER: 
84. eye colour: dark brown
85. favourite movie: ok I have like 4 favorites just ,, hhh, the nightmare before christmas, coraline, literally anything little witch academia & corpse bride I tag @yanireyesart @ask-otabek @umbrethefluff (heY UMBRE 👋) and uh anyone else who wants to do this I guess??

[straightnochaser-ff-blog]

1.

Q

 It was around 7:30 and I had just gotten out of the shower. I sprayed some of my cologne on me and figured out what I was going to wear. I took forever to get dressed but I was trying to keep it simple.

“Nigga you dressed yet?” my brother Marcus said knocking on my door. I swung my door open answering his question since all I had on was my boxers.

“Guess not.” He said rolling his eyes and walking over to my desk to take a seat.

“I’m trying to figure out what to wear” I explained.

“Nigga just wear anything”

“Me? Wear anything? Never in my life. And Aventer is gonna be there so I need to look good” I said.

“Aventer? What about Melissa?” he asked confused. My brother swore that me and Mel were a thing but we really weren’t. She just been around since I broke up with my ex. I didn’t really care about her that much.

“What about her? That’s not my girl, she already knows what’s up” I said.

“Whatever you say man” he said unconvinced. I shrugged. Even if Melissa did think we were a thing or even had a chance of being a thing, it wouldn’t matter to me. We are not and will never be a thing.

I finally found my outfit and started getting dressed. I put my cross on and then picked up my phone to check my messages.

Gang Gang

 Tim: y’all ready?

Ant: yeah bro, you know it’s Q being a primo donna in his room

Me: shut your ass up nigga, I’m ready

 “Y’all niggas funny” my brother said as he laughed at our convo in the group chat.

I opened my room door after taking one more look at myself. Timothy and Anthony were in the living room. The three of us were suitemates and my brother lived upstairs.

“About time” Anthony said putting his hat on.

“Nigga you look like you should have taken more time getting dressed” I said laughing at him.

“shut up man, let’s go” he said shoving me. I followed them out the door as I sent Aventer a text.

 Me: me and my bros are going to Westmere if you’re down

 About 5 minutes passed and she answered me.

Avy: yeah that’s cool, I’ll be there in 20 minutes.

 I can’t even lie, I was excited that I was going to see her. I already figured that she wasn’t the type to let you hit so easily but I was willing to work for it.

“Nigga whatchu smiling at” Tim asked unlocking his car. I opened the passenger door and sat down buckling my seatbelt.

“His girl Aventer” my brother answered.

“Aventer? What happened to Mel?” Ant asked.

“She’s not my girl, yet. And Mel isn’t my girl period” I responded.

“Aight man, just don’t screw this one up” Tim said pulling out the parking spot. I rolled my eyes. He was referring to how I fucked up my last relationship. Her name was Briana and she is everything a guy could ask for. Smart, funny, beautiful and she loved making money. Just like me. Long story short I ended up cheating on her with her best friend. It’s one of the biggest mistakes I’ve ever made in my life. She was over me though and I think I’m over her.

We pulled up to the spot and Tim parked the car. Westmere was just about the only bar downtown that didn’t iD. So basically, my whole school was here on a Thursday night, I mean it is thirsty Thursday.

My brother walked in first and some girl pulled him in her direction. Typical. He was on the basketball team so he had hoes for days. Ant went over to the bar and me and Tim went to sit down. The both of us always liked people watching before we got comfortable. That’s when my eyes met hers. What the hell was she doing here. I stood up ignoring Tim’s questions about where I was going and walked over to her.

“Hello Quinton” she said when I reached her.

“Briana, what are you doing here?” I asked confused. She didn’t even apply to Crest so what was she doing in San Francisco.

“Relax, I’m just visiting a friend, I go to school in Oakland remember” she said.

“Yeah I remember” I responded looking her up and down.

“You look good” I said.

“Thanks.” She said smiling.

“Well, I guess I’ll leave you. Nice seeing you though” I said.

“You too” she responded. I was caught off guard when she leaned in to hug me. Her scent was intoxicating. Fuck, I still missed this girl. As we were hugging I made eye contact with Melissa across the room. She looked pissed.

“See you around” I said walking away and in Mel’s direction.

“What’s up?” I asked Mel trying to give her a hug but she pushed me away.

“I thought you were done with her?” she said with her arms crossed.

“I was just saying hi, I don’t understand why you’re mad anyway. You’re NOT my girl, I already explained that to you.” I said. I didn’t care if I hurt her feelings or not.

“Really Q? so you don’t give a fuck about me at all? As much as you said you did?” she said a little loudly. People were starting to turn in our direction.

“Lower your fucking voice first of all, don’t make me embarrass you in here” I said with my jaw clenched.

“Now listen to me, I don’t want you, I never did and I never will. Matter of fact, I don’t even want to see your ass anymore.” I said.

“Q-“

“Q nothing, your thot ass ain’t even tell me you let two of my friends smash. You’re nothing to me” I shook my head. Melissa looked like she was on the verge of tears but that wasn’t my problem. She stormed off and I shrugged. I was glad to be done with that bitch. Just when I thought I was done with shit, someone tapped me on my shoulder.

“What?!” I said with an attitude before I turned around and noticed who it was. My face softened when I saw Aventer standing there. She looked sexy as hell in the yellow skirt she had on.

“first of all nigga, don’t what me” she said. I chuckled at her feistiness.

“My bad Avy” I said pulling her to me so I could hug her. She was only like 5’5 so I towered over her.

“Avy? We not on nickname basis yet Q” she said.

“I don’t care, I’m calling you Avy” I said. She rolled her eyes and turned to look at the girls that just walked up next to her. One of them was the white girl from class, one had red hair, and the other kind of looked like Avy.

“Q these are my friends Holly and Sadé and my sister Amethyst” she said introducing them.

“Nice to meet yall” I said.

“Do you come in a smaller or a larger size? You fine as fuck” Sadé said.

“Sadé!” Avy scolded nudging her.

“Bitch what, we not about to act like he not finer then some wine, so do you have a brother or what?” she asked. I chuckled.

“I do actually, he’s around here somewhere” I said.

“Good, I’ll see y’all later I’m going- what’s his name?” Sadé asked.

“Marcus”

“I’m going Marcus hunting, come on yall” she said pulling Holly and Amethyst along.

“She’s funny” I said.

“You have no idea” Aventer said chuckling.

“You want a drink?” I asked.

“Sure”

I led her over to the bar with my hand on her lower back. Every nigga in here was looking at her but I wasn’t about to let them talk to her. We sat at the bar waiting for the bartended to come over.

“So what do you want?” I asked.

“Hennessey with a lot of ice” she said. Damn, she had balls.

“Aight, can I get two hennesseys with a lot of ice” I told the bartender.

Avy reached in her purse for her money but I pulled her hand away.

“Don’t worry about that, when you with me I gotchu” I said.

“I can pay for myself” she said.

“I don’t doubt that you can but you don’t need to when I’m around” I said.

She sighed but gave into my wishes. The bartender came over and handed us our drinks.

“Thank you” I said dropping a 20.

“You look amazing” I said staring at her.

“Thanks, you don’t look too bad either” she said. I chuckled. Shorty was trying so hard to act like she didn’t want me but I could see through her front. She wanted nothing less than for me to be all up in her guts.

“So what you majoring in?” I asked trying to make some conversation.

“I’m double majoring in African studies and business with a double minor in history and sociology on the pre-law track” she said.

“Interesting” I said.

“What about you”

“I’m actually majoring in Neuroscience with a minor in chemistry” I said. She raised her eyebrows at my answer.

“Pre-med?” she asked.

“Yep, and I assume you’re going to law school?” I asked.

“Yeah, I want to change the justice system from within” she said. I nodded. She was smart and that was my favorite thing about a girl.

“This henny is hitting me quick” she said laughing.

“You a light weight?”

“I might be” she said chuckling.

“Well slow down” I laughed.

“I hope you don’t think I was stalking you today” she said as she leaned over with her hand on my knee. The music was kind of loud so I guess she wanted to make sure I could hear her but I knew for sure that the liquor was getting to her.

“Nah it’s all good, I’m glad you were unless we wouldn’t be here right now” I said. She nodded and licked over her bottom lip. It was taking everything in me to control myself. She stood up from the bar stool and placed her hands on my thighs standing between my legs.

“You wanna dance” she asked as Fever started playing.

“Yeah let’s go” I said and got up from the stool. She dragged me over to whatever spot she deemed good enough to dance in.  She started whining her waist up on me and damn a nigga was getting hard. I was a good dancer so I managed to keep up with her pace even though she switched it up every so often. She turned around abruptly and faced me. Baby girl was drunk I could see it in her face.

“You’re a pretty good dancer Q” she said as she rubbed my chest.

“Well you know, I can do a little something” I laughed. She smirked and bit her bottom lip.

“You sure that girl isn’t your girlfriend?” she asked again.

“Yeah I told you she wasn’t already, why you asking me that again” I asked annoyed.

“Because she’s over there grilling the shit out of me, you better get her before I do” she said motioning to Melissa who was over to our left. I turned to see her mugging me. I sighed and threw my head back in annoyance.

“I’ll be right back” I said.

“Mmmhmm”

“What Melissa?” I asked her once I reached her.

“Who the fuck is she?” she asked.

“That’s Aventer, what’s the problem?”

‘So you left me for that? Are you serious Q?”

“Yeah, I’m very fucking serious, look stop mugging her and leave us the fuck alone. Aight.” I said and stormed off. Melissa followed behind me and got in Aventer’s face.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but he’s my man” Melissa said.

“Q you better get this bitch out my face” Aventer.

“Bitch?!!!! Oh I got your bitch” Melissa said. I swear everything happened in literally one second. Melissa threw her drink on Aventer and Aventer punched her right in the face. Before I knew it Aventer was on top of Melissa beating her ass. I tried to separate them but then Mel’s friends came in joining in on the fight.The started pulling at Aventer’s hair. Somehow Aventer was managing to fight them all. The shit was kind of sexy. To make matters worse Sadé and Amethyst came over and started swinging on Mel’s friends as Holly tried to help me break them up.

“Aventer let go of her hair” I yelled at her as I held her in my arms. She still had Mel by the hair.

“Nah I’m gonna bald this bitch” she replied.

“Get the fuck off me hoe” Mel yelled from the floor.

Holly was finally able to get Avy’s hands off of Mel’s hair and I pulled Aventer outside. When we were safely out there she shoved me.

“What the fuck did I do?” I asked.

“I told you that bitch wanted you Q, I told you that was your girl, I should have never even bothered with your ass. Like I’m really out here fighting over YOU nigga.” She yelled.

“Aventer I’m sorry, I didn’t know-“

“I don’t give not a single fuck. I should have never even talked to your ass, I’m not about to go through this shit a second time” she screamed and covered her face.

“What shit?”

“Just leave me alone Quinton, just act like we never met. It’s the least you can do” she said walking away.

“FUCK” I said kicking the nearest car tire. This is not what I had planned.

“Bro what the hell happened in there?” Timothy asked coming out of the bar.

“Mel threw her drink on Aventer and they started fighting” I said.

“Nigga I told your ass not to mess this up” he said.

“Man shut the fuck up” I said shoving him back.

“Relax man, fuck wrong with you” he pushed me back.

“Alright yall” Anthony said stepping between us.

“Let’s all calm the fuck down and talk about this tomorrow. Time to go” Anthony said.

“Where’s Marcus?” I asked.

“He said he was going back with one of them hoes in there” Anthony said. I nodded and we walked over to Tim’s car. I got in the back because I didn’t want to deal with that nigga right now. Everything couldn’t have gone anymore wrong. I might have lost my chance at being with Aventer. I was not about to let it go down like this. I had to call her.

Aventer

I had been crying ever since we got back to our suite. Amethyst, Sadé, and Holly were all in my room trying to keep me company. I was surprised Holly was here since we just met but so far, she was loyal.

“Stop crying sister” Amethyst said rubbing my back. This is exactly what I went through with, him. Extra ass bitches. I can’t even begin to say how many times he cheated on me but it was a lot. More than I should have allowed. I don’t know why I thought Q would be any different.

“He’s not worth your tears” Holly said.

“It’s not just him, I have such bad luck with guys. Is it me?” I asked.

“Of course not, honestly I don’t even think you should be mad at Q” Sadé said and I looked at her like she had two heads.

“Hear me out – he told you he wanted nothing to do with that girl and he wasn’t lying. His brother was telling me and Holly all about it. I think he likes you Aventer” Sadé said.

“He doesn’t even know me” I replied.

“But he wants to” Holly said.

“Weren’t you just telling me that he’s not worth crying over” I asked her.

“Yeah but, I think you should go for it” she said and smiled.

“Sis, you can’t keep running away just because a situation reminds you of him” Amethyst said.

“I KNOW THAT!!! UGHH can you guys just leave, I’m ready to go to bed” I said frustrated. They all gave me a hug and walked out of my room. I went over to lock the door and slipped on my big t-shirt. I climbed into bed after turning out the lights and turned on my tv. I was afraid of the dark so I always slept with my tv on. Fresh Prince was on, thank God, so it helped calm my nerves. My phone started vibrating and I looked to see Q’s name on the screen. I declined the call and put my phone face down. He called again and once again I declined it. Then he sent me a text message.

Q: Avy can you answer your phone?

Q: I know you’re mad at me or hate me but I’m trying to apologize

Q: Aventer!

Q: I’m not gonna stop until you answer me.

 I sighed and laid my head back down on my pillow. Before I could doze off my phone started ringing again.

“WHAT?!” I yelled into the phone.

“Damn so that’s how you answer a nigga when he calls you” he said. My stomach sank to my ass.

“What do you want?” I gritted.

“Just checking up on you, how’s college?” he asked.

“Fine.”

“Made any friends?”

“Yep.”

“You been partying?”

“Yep.”

“Damn why you being so dry” he chuckled.

“Because I don’t want to speak to you” I said. I hated him.

“We both know that’s not true baby” he said.

“Christopher. I’m not your baby or your anything, please stop calling me” I said annoyed.

“I told you, when I’M done with you I’ll be done with you but until then I’ll call you as much as I like. You’re still mine.” he said. I hung up after he said that. Chris was hell bent on ruining my life. I couldn’t understand how he could do this to someone he sweared he loved. Tears began to roll down my cheeks just thinking about it. There was a knock at the front door but I didn’t move because I assumed someone would get it. The knocking persisted so I decided to see who it was at 2 in the morning.

“The fuck” I huffed walking to the door. I was shocked to see who was on the other side. He had changed out of his clothes and was only wearing his wife beater, basketball shorts and Gucci slides. His hair looked a little damp so I assumed he had just gotten out of the shower. His face looked sad and it almost made me feel bad, but I was still mad.

“What?” I asked trying to wipe my damp face.

“I want to apologize”

“I forgive you now bye” I said closing the door but he put his foot in the way. I sighed and walked away to my room as he followed behind. He shut and locked my door after he came in and I got comfortable in my bed again.

“Were you crying” he asked standing by my door awkwardly.

“No.” I lied before I started bawling.

“Shhh baby girl I’m so sorry, I didn’t know this was going to happen. Please believe me” he said rushing over to me and sitting on my bed.

“It-it’s not you. My ex just put me through a lot and I just have the worst luck with guys and I like you but I don’t think I can do this” I said.

“I like you too, and don’t worry about your ex, fuck that nigga. I gotchu and I promise I won’t ever put you through no shit like that ever again” he said kissing my cheek repeatedly. My crying slowed down and I sat up against the wall.

“He called me and basically said he’s going to harass me until he gets tired of it” I said.

“So block his number” he responded.

“I did, and he keeps getting it.  You don’t understand Quinton, he’ll find me, he always does and always has” I said putting my face in my hands.  Q stood up kicking off his slides and got into bed next to me. He swung his left arm around me and pulled me into his chest.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to you, I promise” he said. I wrapped my arms around him and held on tight. A few minutes went by before I spoke.

“Sorry for soaking your wife beater” I said.

“It’s fine” he chuckled. He tapped me so that I would move off of him and then he proceeded to remove his wife beater. His body was amazing. I had to stop myself from staring but I was already caught.

“All this could be yours” he smirked leaning back down. I scoffed.

“As if I want it” I lied. I was lying through my damn teeth, I wanted him so bad.

“Whatever you say” he said and wrapped his arm around me as he turned on his side. I turned so that my back was to his chest and my ass was basically rubbing on his dick.

“Put that thing away” I said laughing.

“Can I put it away in you?” he said slyly. My face started burning and if he could see me he’d see how red I was.

“Good night” he said and then kissed the back of my neck setting off water works in my panties. Keep it together Avy, this one is going to have to work for it.