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puppy love (but itâs cats!) part 2
part 1
max verstappen x vet!yn
fc: girls from pinterest
summary: as a Monaco native, Yn has had her fair share of encounters with F1 drivers. and as a vet, she has even fostered close relationships with some of the driver's pets. what happens when she is introduced to a single Max Verstappen who has two adorable cats?
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rumorhasitf1: đš JUST IN đš
Max Verstappen spotted kissing a mysterious brunette while on vacation in the Bahamas đ
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maxisfast: mama a frat boy era max behind YOU đ
dutch1: call me crazy but she has the same hair length as the girl in barcelona
maxiellvr: that or he just has a type đ€
vermax: OHHHHHHH AGAIN?
frmlamax: he's just kissing everyone at this point (jk it's been like 2 people)
maxstap1: me 3 drinks in
butfirstmax: and what if it's vetyn...
albon33: i mean she is brunette..
vermax: and so are a million other girls lets chill guys
rbgirl: ANDDDD may he enjoy it *insert Olivia Wilde nodding gif*
maxlovescats: no fr people are acting like he's a hoe or something like his life up until now has been so hyper focused on racing. dating has always been a secondary thing and he's always been in long term relationships let him have some funnnn
rbgirl: TRUTH.
userloves1633: not max's ex in the likes...
30three: honestly it could be that they're back together or that she's not leaving him alone which not surprising considering the break up aftermath.
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vetyn: a summer for the books đđ
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ynbestfriend: oh FOR SURE đ
vetyn: hehe đ€
f1fan: omg that looks like one of Max's cats
frmlamax: WAIT...
lilymhe: gorg girl I miss you!
vetyn: i miss you so so so much. see you soon tho xx
ynfriend: prettiest girl!
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maxverstappen1: Paddel rematch?
vetyn: oh you're on but iâll win!
maxverstappen1: We'll see about that
rbgirl: ARE WE ALL SEEING THISSSSSS
ynsister: THE KITTTTYYYYY đ„°
vetyn: my baby đ„čđ
girlstappen: ok maybe i'm just delulu but that watch looks a lot like Max's
maxlovescats: NO I WAS THINKING THAT TOO
albonooo: omg were you at the Monaco GP???
vetyn: yes âșïž
alexandrasaintmleux: đ
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rumorhasitf1: Max Verstappen was asked about his new relationship in the media pen.
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lexalbon: NOT ALEX IN THE LIKES???
twenty33three: that really makes me think he was the wingman
maxiellvr: notice how the interviewer says "newly" hehe no ex here!
verstappen4life: true and he looks so re-energized
notmaxver: guys it has to be @/vetyn
userloves1633: THE DIRECT TAG IS CRAZY LOL
frmla1girl: true but i mean the clues are there
frmlamax: he looks sooooo happy aweee
rbgirl: BLUSHING AND SMILING
maxisfast: I hope we get to see them together soon!
ynbff story
[caption 1] new tradition? [caption 2] thank you for letting sassy spend the day with auntie đ„° @/vetyn @/maxverstappen1
user: yn's bff.... is "auntie" to a bengal...named SASSY AND yn's bff tagged MAX VERSTAPPEN on the story...
user: I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS AHHHHHH
user: wait was this posted on accident i thought they were keeping it lowkey
user: yes I think she didn't mean to post it LMAO
user: the third story omg đ
user: this is so funny đ
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vetyn: a very special weekend đđŠ met some very cute dogs and reunited with others! oh and my boyfriend was there too!
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ynbff: omg hard launch awesome đ± so can we just pretend i didnt lowkey leak your relationship on accident đ
vetyn: right okayâŠ
maxverstappen1: Donât worry we forgive you
ynbff: THANKS MAX đ
girlstappen: THE PICTURE đ„č
ynfriend: so happy for you!!!!
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notmaxver: OHHH I KNEW IT
rbgirl: why is no one talking about the caption i burst out laughing đ
f1fan: no cause same
dutch1: the drinks same girl
maxiellvr: when cat lovers meet đ
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alex_albon: Whereâs my credit?
lilymhe: what are you talking about? this was all my doing? đ€š
alex_albon: I LITERALLY SET THEM UP
vetyn: alex donât lie!
alex_albon: At this point you guys are just ganging up on me
maxisfast: new wag alert!
frmlamax: cutest couple ever omg
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a/n: anddd hereâs part 2! sorry for taking forever school was really stressful for like 2 months straight but iâm so happy the semester is over đ§đ» also congrats to max and kelly on their baby!!!! i think i posted part 1 to this like a week before that was announced lol!
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#charles16#forza ferrari#f1 2024#f1 fic#f1 smau#f1 imagine#max verstappen#max verstappen x reader#red bull f1#red bull racing#max emilian verstappen#red bull formula 1#red bull team#formulaamar#f1 fandom#max vertsappen fic#world champion#mv1 x reader#mv1 imagine#mv1 fic#m4x#oracle red bull racing#red bull
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Omg hi, first of all get well soon and second your sticker design are so so super cute and important question I must ask: would you also ship to Europe, Germany to be specific? :3
Have a nice day :3
Hi !!!
Thank you very much, I feel a bit better today!
I would love to send stickers all over Europe and beyond! For now, I plan to sell them via Etsy and Redbubble, but I'm also thinking about individual orders, which will be cheaper and more personalized :D
Now I am waiting for information from the printing house on whether all the elements in the stickers are correct - colors, sizes, etc. If everything is ok, I will start selling and shipping. (There will be discounts and bonuses for first buyers!!!!)
I will write more information about stickers as soon as I have specifics <3
#I plan to do a tik tok on how to use these stickers#kÀÀrijÀ#Each message from you guys is +100 to happiness#I'm discreetly planning to make sweet keychains with KÀÀrijÀ someday#same with Bojan stickers#cha cha cha#eurovison 2023#kaarija#I'm sooooo happy that you like it <3<3<3<3<3<3<3
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patron request for hawkahy with a Live Trapper Reaction. i leave the precise interpretation of that expression up to you
#hawkahy is funny regardless of whether trapper is (1) supportive (2) grossed out by the pda or (3) seething over being cucked by a priest#my personal favorite is having him be like ''i'm happy for you but i don't wanna see any of it'' bc mulcahy is sooooo not his type#''what a beautiful relationship! now keep it 500 yards from me at all times'' like he does NOT get the hype of priestfucking#art#request#mash#m*a*s*h#hawkahy#hawkeye pierce#father mulcahy#trapper john mcintyre
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@ye-xiu's favourite taemin looks âł happy birthday, al! âš
#shinee#taemin#lee taemin#kpopcc#ksoloists#dailyshinee#maleidolsedit#kpopco#mgroupsedit#kpopedit#*taemin#*comp#*gifs#happy birthday my bestie my babie my friend from the stars#time goes by so fast how is it your day again we just celebrated it!#I'm gonna keep it short here because I'll say everything on the phone anyway - here's another little something for you <3#it's SUCH a surprise right you would've never guessed it#hehe I had a very taemin-ful weekend (I literally just finished it it took so long I'm ahfhklj idek why)#it's your whole list because of course duh#for some I was like 'yeah of course she likes that one' lol (like the press your number one)#you literally DRESS LIKE THAT sdhfghj it made me chuckle#I hope looking at your second favourite cancer (wink) will make you smile that's all I want <3#I love you sooooo much bestie!!! see you in two days!!!!!
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did you guys know that, well, the cruelty is the point
#i love this entire scene sooooo bad it's so delicious#flaunting the tadpole abilities and what he's capable of -- he's broken free of cazador somehow AND he can withstand the sun#and THEN once they leave. he attempts to manipulate tav in suuuuch a genuinely horrible way like#oh well of course i feel bad for them. i mean they're FORCED to do cazador's bidding. but no matter!#i'm fine sacrificing them for my own gain :) or rather... for OUR gain :)#this will keep both of us safe :) and... well... you want me to be safe right? :) you want me to be happy right? :)#this isnt him at his worst by any means but god it's soooo so good after how his act 2 arc is if youre romancing him#he's open and vulnerable and tells tav all about his plans and how he's been manipulating them this whole time#only to do it in a fun and new and interesting way all over again. but this time youre already 100% on his team#ANYWAY. i like when he's a bit fucking terrible#bg3#playing bg3#astarion#act 3 is really just a whole new beast to me at this point. how fun. i only got here once before and it was buggy and barely worked#sorry. i will be soooo deeply annoying as i rotate everyone in my head like little rotisserie chickens for the next few days#really thinking about how elluin is dealing with seeing this - she understands feeling like power will fix everything and keep her safe#but unlike astarion is capable of thinking long-term and about consequences#so this has her shaking in her fucking boots. and really has her grappling with the reality of their relationship#so until they actually get to the szarr palace and deal with the ritual... she's super withdrawn with astarion and even with the others#she wants him to be safe bc it means that she can realistically be safe since they're weird little mirrors for each other#but also. does safety exist without it becoming warped and horrifying#sorry. i will be normal again eventually
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Can you guess which one it is? :)
Don't look at my tags until you've made your guess bc that's where I'm putting the answer! :3
#Itssss..........#BOTH!!! YIPPEE!!#I'm not joking!#I'm actually going insane but nobody knows bc I'm cheerful!! ^^â€ïžâ„ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž#I'm sooooo happy! :3#:)#I'm not.#i'm a mess#funny post#funny haha :3#yeah... :)#that's what it is.. :D#smiles ^^#yippee.#happy#so very happy#oh-#and I guess i like frogs too.#they're neato#silly#(for just in case you have read this far in the tags#I'm totally fine. [lie]#and you don't need to check up on me bc I'm absolutely ok.#you deserve all the love#patience#and happiness#that i didn't have today.)
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i forget about the gemini moon until i lie straight to someone's face like it's nothing
#hikey#you psycho!!!! what the hell is wrong with you!!!!#like yeahhhh it was for the best but still#sorry i have problems and a fucked up set of morals i've acquired through nightmarish trials and tribulations#no further questions :3#this is why people shouldn't tell me secrets it's a very slippery slope to my unfortunately natural talent of lying my ass off#i'm being mostly sarcastic bc idk if i'm actually that good at lying people just never say shit about it they just believe me i think#obvi i'm not lying about serious and heavy things like who i am as a person#i just lied that i enjoyed this person or their company or working with them or knowing them#bc in truth . i do not and i wish our paths had never crossed. but here we are#i don't detest this person i just don't actually like them as a person whatsoever sooooo. like there are people out there like that ya know#that you don't hate!!! but you do not like them either and really depends on the day if you truly dislike them or not#anyway#happy wednesday jesus christ this week is long gimme a smoke
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Bonded
âYou didnât think that having Jungkook save you from an abusive arranged marriage by marking you would mean that you would have to marry him instead. Yet here you are. Bonded to him for life, with his father threatening to ban you if you fuck it up and with your marriage night one step away. It wouldnât be that scary if you werenât aware that his family doesnât bond with omegas.â
- Sequel to Alpha -
Pairing: Alpha!Jungkook x f. omega!Reader
Genre: Werewolves!AU, forced marriage!AU, childhood best friends to lovers!AU, marriage night!AU, Angst, Romance, SMUT
Warnings: Hard Dom!Jungkook, happy sub!Reader, size & strength kink, he is a lot taller than her, angst & misunderstandings in the beginning, poor woman gets threatened left and right at her own bonding party, please protect her, Kook is hurt by her at first but the problem gets solved hihi, her brother is a dick tbfh, insanely protective!Jungkook, whipped Alpha in loveeee, lots of kisses and touches, he is really soft with her & just a lil nervous, he is so lethal tbfh no wonder she gets turned on by him so easily bahaha, kissing & biting of her scent spots, the spots are on her neck and her tits and her inner thighs, he accidentally stimulates them long enough that she goes into heat, which makes him go into his ruts <3, this is a really passionate bonding night for sureeee, intense and hungry nipple sucking, her poor omega tits swell and produce sweet liquid (not milk just idk omega liquid lmaloaooa listen I made this up as I was going and it's hot), Jungkook eats it upppp, sooooo much slick, lots of drool and tears hihih, rough penetrative sex with his big alpha cock, knotting, lots of orgasms for both, breeding with his hot cum mhmh, listen he fucks her roughly while he is knotted which means she repeatedly gets penetrated by his knot, she likes it cause she is so into him, stimulation of her cervix which feels really good for an omega, she is in heaven with him fr, he never felt as good before as well, sex in missionary then in mating press and then just tangled up in a mess of limbs, praise, hand holding, he calls her "baby" & "my love" & "princess", the cuddliest and safest and giggliest aftercare, they're not aware of it yet but they're true mates <3, oh yeah! they break the bed
Wordcount: 15.8k
a/n: YOU HOES (affectionately) ASKED FOR IT AND THIS HOE (me, derogatory) LISTENED!!! I FUCKING LISTENED!!! AND I AGREED!! We need more Alpha!Kook in our life and on this blog. This is the hottest smut ever like (tmi but) i need to jerk it afterwards, which rarely happens with my smut HFAHDSFH i need him to be my alpha husband and rearrange my guts daily tbfh đ have fun besties, i hope this is a worthy enough sequel to the first part đ©đ ps: for all you omegaverse veterans, i'm still a newbie to this AU and this story is MY interpretation of the AU hehe any rule changes are done intentional to my comfort levels <3
If you knew that agreeing to Jungkookâs plan would mean This, perhaps you never would have agreed. Perhaps if the night hadnât been so stormy and you so hopeless, you wouldnât have said yes.Â
But you did and now you are here. In front of the entire pack, in a long dress as your packâs priest is talking about eternal faithfulness. You knew that being marked by an alpha would mean that you had to be with him, but didnât think it would mean This.Â
Your family is in the audience. First row, next to Jungkookâs family. Your brother stares at you with a look you canât quite make out. You still canât really stand his face. Jungkookâs father seems displeased and you donât blame him. The little stunt you pulled made alpha Urquard furious and it was Jungkookâs father who had to take care of it. He wanted to trade another omega at first, but Jungkook stopped him before that could happen. You didnât get to see Jungkook for two whole days after this incident and when he came back, his upper lip was chipped and he didnât want to talk about what happened.Â
âUrquardâs not gonna bother our pack again. Thatâs all you need to knowâ, he told you tiredly while you tried to nurse his lip. âAnd thereâs something else. Itâs about usâ, he then continued.
âAbout us? What about us?â
âIf we wanna keep living here, we have to do something.â
âWhat do we have to do?â
âAnd with this kiss, I may pronounce you husband and wifeâ, the priest says and howls. The rest of the pack follows. Everyone, except Jungkookâs father who is staring holes into you darkly. It is custom for werewolves to howl for a newly bonded couple. It is meant to bring luck and happiness into the marriage. Having the pack alpha refuse this ritual is not a good sign.Â
You gulp down the heavy lump in your throat, shifting your nervous eyes to Jungkook. He seems nervous too, clasping your clammy hands. He closes the distance. Thankfully the howls are loud enough to mask your voices.
âHe isnât-â
âI know. Ignore him. Heâs a stubborn idiot.â Jungkook cups your cheek. âCan I kiss you?âÂ
You hesitate, feeling dizzy from lack of oxygen in your lungs. His father isnât howling. What if Jungkook doesnât want this bond either? If you knew that your night with him would end in marriage, maybe you wouldnât have said yes to him. He wants to kiss you, doesnât he? His eyes are studying your lips. You want to kiss him too, but it is so scary to go for it. What if he doesnât want this bond? You hesitate and hesitate. As a matter of fact, you hesitate long enough for the howls to die down.Â
Heavy, thick silence follows. The pack stares. The priest stares. Jungkookâs father stares. Jungkook himself stares.
âHey uhm, this is the part where you kiss meâ, he whispers.Â
âI knowâ, you whisper back.
The priest clears his throat. Jungkook licks his lips nervously, still waiting for your consent. Someone in the audience coughs.
If you knew that agreeing to Jungkookâs plan would lead to having to bond with him, perhaps you never would have agreed. He promised you that you would just have to pretend, that you wouldnât have to be with him if you didnât want to and yet here you are. You are now officially his mate. Well, not until you kissed him. You really want to kiss him, but itâs so scary.Â
âYou have to kiss for the bond to be sealedâ, the priest whispers as well.Â
You glance at the audience. Your family seems nervous. Jungkookâs father seems hopeful but also very angry. You look at Jungkook, whose eyes have darkened slightly.
âIt seems that the bond is invali-â, the priest tries to announce loudly, but before he can finish his sentence, Jungkook silences him by pulling you into the kiss.Â
You gasp, eyes wide open and body frozen. His big hand is on the back of your head, keeping you close. The priest sees it as a sign and begins the howling again. It fills the wedding house, almost sounding like melodies of joy. But you feel sick to the stomach. You are mated for life. Jungkook made sure of it and you made sure of how your marriage will be because you hesitated. You can see it in his eyes once he pulls back and they are as cold as ice. Holy fuck, you messed up.
The iciness of his stare continues long into the festivities. It is the duty of the newly bonded couple to open the dance floor with a dance. You and Jungkook have to wait behind a curtain to be called to the floor. You arrive a little later than him because your mother wanted to talk to you before that. Something about being a good mate to him. You didnât really listen because she pissed you off.Â
Jungkook sends you an icy glare, tonguing his cheek.
âYouâ, you stomp to him. Your mother made you angry enough that you feel the need to take it out on him.Â
He watches you with a cocked up brow. You shove at his chest. He doesnât budge, but stares with widened eyes.Â
âHow dare you force the kiss onto me like this. You took away my choiceâ, you hiss.
âTch.â
âDonât tch me. You said that it was my choice. You forced me.â
He tenses his jaw, looking anywhere but you. You shove him again with no chance of moving him.Â
âDid you hear me?â
âI donât know if you already forgot the five prior conversations we had, but if we didnât bond today, my dad would have banished us both. I made sure that this wouldnât happenâ, he answers you snappishly.
âThis still doesnât give you the right to kiss me like thisâ, you throw back, shoving at his chest.
He doesnât budge, taking your hands to stop you from shoving him again. His grip is strong and possessive, but doesnât hurt.Â
âThe priest was gonna renounce our bond. I had to act fastâ, he hisses.
âYeah well, I didnât want to be forced into it.â
âI know that by nowâ, Jungkook spits and swipes your hands away, turning a cold shoulder to you. He crosses his arms in front of his chest so tightly it looks as if he is trying to hug himself.
âI want an apology for itâ, you insist.
âIâm sorry.âÂ
You falter for a moment, not having expected it.Â
âIâm sorry, okay? Just. Drop it now, please.â
âDrop it? Excuse me?âÂ
Jungkook turns his head away.
âLook at me when Iâm talking to you.â
No eye contact.
âJungkook?âÂ
âIâm done talking to youâ, he grumbles.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?âÂ
âIt means that you hurt me.â
You gawk at him, holding your breath. He turns to you, meeting your eyes with such urgency it feels as if he is trying to drown you in the connection.
âAll this talk about not wanting me to hold back. You told me not to stop telling you that youâre mine. Was it just empty talk?â he asks.
His heartbroken scent makes you feel heavy in your chest.Â
âWhat? I, I donât- what?â you stutter.
âDid it ever mean something to you?âÂ
âKook, I-â
âDonât call me thatâ, he hisses and steps closer. The thing is, however, that you donât feel the instinctive need to step back. He doesnât feel dangerous to you. Not because he isnât scary, because he definitely is, but because you know for a fact that he wouldnât hurt you. âDonât call me that after what you did today.â
You gulp. He puts his hand over his heart, eyes showing how hurt he feels. His voice quivers as he speaks.
âYou made me have my first knot ever. You, you made me feel so good that I bit you. You had your first knotting orgasm through me. I was fucking alive inside youâ, he say and puts his other hand on your stomach where you once allowed him to feel himself in you.Â
You gasp and tense at the touch, putting your hand over hisâ. His touch seeps into you, reminding you how it was to carry his warmth inside you. Everything inside you wants him within the first touch. The connection is so intense that you draw closer to him instinctively.
âI thought that it meant something to you too. So why did you hesitate?â he stresses, eyes racing between yours.
âI donât know.â
âYou donât know?â Jungkook pulls his hand away from your stomach. âWow, okay.â
âKook, please.â
âForget it. Letâs just get it over withâ, he hisses and a second later, the curtains open and you have to pretend to be a happy couple.
He takes your hand, leading you to the dance floor while howls and claps cheer you on. He positions you and him in the middle of the dance floor, looking down at you with a tightened face.Â
The music starts. So does the dance.Â
Jungkook leads it, you follow. He holds you so close. He looks so deeply into your eyes. To anyone else it must seem as if he canât get enough of his wife, but you are close enough to him that you know his true feelings. He wants this stupid dance to end as quickly as possible.Â
You canât bear to look up at him any longer, lowering your eyes.
âDonât. Look up.âÂ
You obey instinctively.
âYouâve already fucked up the kiss, donât fuck up the dance as well.âÂ
âIâm sorry.âÂ
âItâs already a little too late for that, isnât it?â he says and leans you back as part of the dance. For just a second you see the world upside down before he lifts you again, holding you against his chest as he twirls over the dance floor with you. It makes your dress dance with you and blurs the world around you. He furrows his brows.
âDid it ever mean anything to you?â he asks.Â
âI donât know.â
âYes or no? Itâs a simple answer.â
âI was desperate and I-â
âWow.âÂ
âI, I just meant that I donât know if it meant what it meant to you.â
âStop talking, seriously.â
You gulp. Jungkook looks away.Â
âYou have to look at meâ, you whisper panickedly.
âDonât worry, the dance is already fuckedâ, Jungkook says and coincidentally enough, the music switches just this moment. The rest of the pack fills the dance floor, but you barely notice them.
Jungkook steps back and leaves you in the middle of the dance floor. Your chest feels tight. You didnât want it to come to this. Of course it meant something to you, but he cornered you right now and you tend to say the wrong things under pressure. You didnât want to give him a dishonest answer, but didnât have the full answer ready yet. Oh god, this isnât what you wanted to happen.
Sudden fear fills you. You know instantly that his father is next to you. You force yourself to look at him, holding your breath.
âRuin this bond, you and your family can look for a new pack. Understood?â
You nod your head fearfully.
âSpeak up!âÂ
âYes! Understood!âÂ
âThatâs better. Fucking, bratty omega. Just because my son canât keep his dick in his pants. Iâll teach him how to discipline you, be sure of thatâ, he says with a deadly glare and turns his back to you, leaving you in the middle of the dance floor.
You bite back tears.Â
Alcohol. You need to forget this night. Yes, thatâs the solution.
Werewolf bonding parties arenât that different from human wedding parties. There is good music, delicious food, lots of dancing and even more laughter. There is also, of course, the occasional friendly fighting between two wolves, which may seem scary to a human but is perfectly normal to your species. There is even a saying that if a bonding party doesnât have friendly fighting, the bond will not last. A part of you had hoped that your party would be such a party just so it wouldnât be you who ruins the marriage and therefore has to carry the alphaâs wrath. But your wish wasnât granted the moment you watched Yoongi and Hoseok start a friendly wrestling march next to the margaritas bar.
Speaking of margaritas, you are drunk on them by now. Way too drunk, barely able to stand on two feet.Â
âFuck, I need airâ, you get out and turn to leave. You run your eyes over the crowd. Your family is by their table, your brother follows you with his eyes. You must be way too drunk because for a second it felt as if he was hunting you with them. You break contact, spotting Jungkook next. He is talking to one of the betas, Seokjin. He also seems terribly drunk. You look away quickly, stumbling past him on your way outside. He follows you with his eyes as you do, but you are too drunk to notice.
The night is cold. A welcome change to the stuffy air inside. Tonight is a new moon. You look up at the moonless sky. Weddings under a new moon mean that they will last long. Thatâs what the legends say. The new life together starts with the new cycle of the moon. First the fighting, now this. Your marriage seriously wants to last, doesnât it?
You stumble to a quiet corner, resting against the wall. The music is blurred behind a veil of alcohol and the thick walls of the venue.
The thing is, itâs not that you had to bond with Jungkook which upsets you so much. It is the fact that it had to happen under such circumstances. You are sure that if he didnât have to mark you in order to save your life, he would have never even thought about taking you as a mate. You know how his family thinks. A wolf with the alpha gen should mate with another wolf with the alpha gen. Bonding with an omega isnât a thing in Jungkookâs family. And this is what scares you. You are an omega in a family of alphas and his father seems to fucking hate it. What if Jungkook hates it too? He talked about keeping you safe and not wanting to let you go, but he probably didnât think that he would have to mate with you. He was probably high on his afterglow and talked without thinking.
âUrghâ, you let out, grinding your fangs.Â
But then, why was he so upset that you hesitated? Was it because he wanted to own you as quickly as possible? But he smelled heartbroken. Someone who is merely upset about not owning you wouldnât smell like this. This is confusing you so much.Â
âWho knew that you would be married before me.âÂ
You turn your head to your brother. You must be really drunk because his eyes still seem so different.
âItâs crazy to imagine that you came back and got bondedâ, he says.Â
âOnly because you fucked up and I almost had to die for it. Otherwise, Jungkook would have never had to step in and I would have never had to bond with himâ, you throw back.
Your brother studies you with furrowed brows.
âLook, I said that Iâm sorry and I am. It was an accident. I thought that she was a deer.â
âTch, sure. I know you were into her. I watched you sneak away sometimes to see her. You got jealous and decided to kill her because you couldnât bear the thought that she was to be with someone else. Admit itâ, you challenge him because you know that it was bullshit. Your brother would never kill someone out of jealousy.Â
Something changes in your brotherâs face, however. Your brother disappears, the face of an ice cold killer stares back at you. The face of a killer who killed before and who would do it again. He steps closer and you instinctively step back. Fear and the desire to flee overcomes you. It is difficult however when he has you cornered. It is a dark corner and there are no people around.
âWhat, what are you doing? You, you are scaryâ, you stutter.
âYou know, you were never supposed to come back.â
âWhat?â
âIf I were you, Iâd be careful with your words from now onâ, he warns, dragging the back of his hand down your face, âare we understood, sister?âÂ
You whimper instinctively, avoiding his eyes. His touch feels like sandpaper on your skin. He comes closer. You are so scared.Â
âAre we under-â, he stumbles back as a strong hand tugs him away from you. It is so rough in fact that he squeaks against his will.
âDo we have a problem here?â Jungkook growls, stepping between you and your brother. He is huffing his air, torso stretching the fabric of his suit because his protectiveness is making his body grow. Your brother tries to take a step closer, but instantly stops with just one deep growl of Jungkook.Â
Your brother looks at you for a brief moment. The person you once knew is gone from his eyes.Â
âI was already leavingâ, he presses out and turns his back to leave. He knows better than to pick a fight with Jungkook. He gets as far as one step before the latter pulls him back.Â
He tries to fight him in reaction, but gives up quickly when Jungkook renders him useless with a strong grip on his chin. His claws dimple his skin, threatening to break through. He is towering over your brother by now.Â
âYou are the one who is going to start picking his words carefully from now on. She is under my protection now. Is that clear?â
âIs this supposed to scare me?â
âDonât test me.â Jungkook hisses, shaking him by his chin. âIâll let you go tonight because youâre her brother and I donât wanna break her heart, but you threaten her again and youâre dead. Are we understood?â he snarls his words, eyes dangerously golden and sharp fangs on full display.
âYesâ, your brother croaks out.
âSpeak up!â Jungkook barks, shaking him.
âYes! Iâm sorry, yes!âÂ
âGood. Now leave, youâre ruining my wifeâs moodâ, Jungkook growls and pushes him away.Â
The man, who was once your brother, stumbles back and runs off with his tail tucked between his legs.
Jungkook stares him down until he truly left and only then, he turns to you. He puts his hands on your upper arms, touching you so gently one might never know how roughly he handled your brother seconds ago. His features are clouded over with worry. His body is smaller again and his muscles shrunk back to their relaxed size.
âAre you okay? Did he hurt you?â he asks, studying you worriedly.
You shake your head, gasping for air in small, helpless breaths.Â
âHey, sshhh youâre okay now. Youâre okayâ, he says, hugging you against his chest. One hand is on your back, the other on the back of your head. The calming scent of him engulfs you, masking your own frightened scent.
âPeople need to stop threatening me tonightâ, you get out, sobbing into him.
âYouâre okay, baby. Youâre okayâ, he keeps repeating the words, placing little kisses all over the crown of your head.
The fight of earlier feels far away to both of you. Especially to him.
It wasnât long after you stumbled past him, that he followed you outside. At first he followed you with the intent of confronting you again, but then he saw that you were talking to your brother and he stayed back. Because of his heightened senses, he heard everything of your conversation with him. He also smelled your fear even before hearing your whimper and it drove up his desire to protect you to such levels that he has to tremble now that he finally holds you safe and sound.Â
âYouâre okay. Iâm here now. Iâm here.â
You tilt your head up, meeting his eyes.
âThis wasnât my brother anymore.â
âI know, Iâm sorryâ, he says, wiping your tears.
âHe murdered her. Kook, he is a murderer.â
âI heard everything. Iâll take care of it. I promise.â
âHe looked at me as if he wanted to kill me too.â
âI wouldnât have let him. Heâd have been dead if he tried.â
âKookâ, you get out and hide away in his chest.
You smell so sad and heartbroken and scared. Jungkook feels parts of his body cramp from how much he trembles. He wants to protect you more than he already does. It is driving him insane that he canât do more for you.
âJungkook, I wanna go home but I donâtâŠâ Your sad scent reaches its peak as tears roll down your cheeks. âI donât even know where that is anymoreâ, you press out and sob.Â
âHey no, donât cry. Iâll take you homeâ, Jungkook says and puts his arm around you to lead you away from the venue. You let your head fall against him, crying loudly because everything is just a lot for you.Â
âDo we have to tell anyone? Can we just leave? What if they ask questions? I donât know what to do anymore, I donât-â
âHey, everything is gonna be okay. Weâre the bridal couple, theyâll just have to accept the fact that we left early.â
You nod your head in understanding. You are so glad that he took control right now. You would have been lost and overwhelmed without him.
You walk home side by side. It happens for comfort reasons that, after a while, you and he stop hugging so close. You are in nothing but your dress and he is in nothing but his suit. The streets are empty and quiet because the entire pack is currently at your wedding party.Â
You already walked long enough that you managed to calm down from the initial shock. It is an unspoken truth between you and him that you donât want to talk about what happened. This means, however, that your walk is silent and that feels really awkward.
The town you grew up in hasnât changed much ever since you were a child. The same trees still grow along the same streets, except that they are a lot taller these days. The same houses are still home to the same people and bonding nights are still held in the townâs sports hall.Â
Said sports hall is still close to the playground and the way home still leads through it.Â
You and Jungkook slow down as you walk down a metaphorical memory lane. You scraped your knee on the slide when you were eight and he had to blow on it to make it better. Jungkook sprained his ankle jumping off the swing when he was nine and you had to hold his hand as his mother rubbed it better again. Under the weeping willow, you and your friends played the silly little dares and you had your first kiss with him.Â
You look away from the tree, meeting Jungkookâs eyes. He looked at it as well. You turn your head away, feeling your throat tighten in panic. Jungkook feels his heart twist in reaction. The better voice in him says not to dwell on it, the love drunk idiot in him tells him to fight for it. He wins in the end.Â
âWanna sit on the swings?â he suggests.
âAnd do what?âÂ
âI donât know. Swing? Sober up a little?â
You contemplate for a second, nodding your head in the end.Â
You werenât even aware of how much you needed to sit until you are on the swing, stretching out your legs. You hate heels. Theyâre the worst shoes ever invented. You swing back and forth slowly, Jungkook does the same. This is still the same swing set you and he played on twenty years ago. The chains still leave this weird metallic smell on your hands and the rusty hinges seem to creak even more these days. You look up at the sky. The stars are so clear without the moon hiding them in her shine. You know this view all too well. In your left vision there are some branches of a maple tree and in the right a electrical pole is peaking at you. The view is familiar to you because twenty years ago, you and Jungkook sat at the same swing in the same order like you do today.Â
You dare to glance at him. He is looking at the sky, unaware of your eyes on him. His face is relaxed, his lips slightly parted in awe of the vast universe. His eyes are the darkest brown right now, reflecting the stars. The street lights behind him illuminate the edges of his silhouette, glimmering in parts of his dark hair as well. He is so beautiful when he thinks that no one is looking.Â
To think that you subconsciously chose the same swing even after all these years. He broke your heart like this fifteen years ago and now you are back, bonded. Your heart feels heavy. You shouldnât have hesitated. You donât know how Jungkook feels about this bond, but you get a feeling that you shouldnât have hesitated.Â
A gust of wind sweeps through the playground and makes you shiver. Your teeth clatter and you wrap your arms around yourself to rub your freezing skin. He looks at you, studying you.
âAre you cold?â he asks.Â
âItâs fine. I just wasnât planning on being outside for so long. I only wanted to catch some air for a bit. Iâm kinda drunk.â
Jungkook stands up from his swing.
You watch him, confused.
He shrugs off his suit jacket and closes the distance to put it over your shoulders. It is warmed up from him, instantly stilling your shivers. It also smells like him, making you just a little droopy. He hovers his hands over your shoulders because he doesnât know if you want his touch, talking in a soft voice.Â
âIs this better?âÂ
âYeah, thanksâ, you whisper, feeling your heart race.Â
âGood. Keep it. Iâm too hot anywayâ, he says and leaves your side to sit down next to you.
He swings back and forth gently, watching some leaves dance on the ground as the wind carries them. Now is the perfect opportunity to talk, but he feels mute. He doesnât want to fuck it up. Or perhaps he just doesnât want to get hurt again.Â
He dances his eyes over the playground, reminiscing on all the memories he shares with you here. You and he could have been so right and then his father fucked him up. Jungkook forces down the heavy lump in his throat.
âWhatâs wrong?âÂ
He looks at you with widened eyes.
âWhat do you mean?âÂ
âIâm an omega. I can smell when people around me are upset.â
âAh. I donât know. I guess, just thinking of old stuffâ, he says and rubs the side of his neck.Â
âYeah. Lots of memories hereâ, you say and sigh.
Jungkook sees it as his cue to ask you what he had planned to ask you before he witnessed you with your brother instead.Â
âWhy did you hesitate?â
You almost fall off the swing in shock. Jungkook takes your hand, providing you with support. He feels vast of air when you instinctively squeeze him back and intertwine your fingers deeper. There they are again. Those mixed signals. You say one thing, but do the other. You do another thing, but say the complete opposite. Jungkook can barely take the confusion anymore, repeating his question again.Â
âI get it that you were nervous, but it looked like you didnât want to kiss me at all. Why?â
âI justâŠâ, you pull your hand back, swinging gently to soothe yourself.
Jungkook swings as well, looking at you.Â
âAll of this is a lot for me. I went from a normal woman to a sex slave by a snatch to an omega marked, to a wife in the span of two weeks. This is a lot to work through.â
âYeah, when you put it like this, it really is.â
âI didnât think that our little stunt in the shed would lead to this.â
âYeah honestly, neither did I. I thought that they would want us to date for a little and thatâs it.â
âYeahâ, you agree and glance at him. âIâm scared that you are only doing this because your dad forced you. Thatâs why I hesitated. I saw the way he looked at me.â
âDonât think about him. He is old and unhappy. He didnât force me. Not when IâŠI dreamt of having you as my wife ever since Iâve known you.â
âWhat?â
You stop swinging. Jungkook stops as well, turning with the swing to face you.
âI think thatâs why I kissed you. The priest wanted to announce that itâs invalid and I panicked and went in. I just needed to know that this wouldnât be lost forever.â
âOh my god, you dreamed of bonding with me?â you press out, eyes full of emotions.
âEver since Iâve known you. Well, you know, ever since I knew what bonding meant. I always wanted it to be with you.â
âKookâŠâ
He rests his head against the metal chain, reaching his hands out for you. You turn with your swing and take his hands, feeling your pulse in your neck because of how high he raises it. His thumbs draw hearts on your skin, his eyes are so soft.
âYeah, I guess itâs out there nowâ, he says, laughing softly.
âIt isâ, you whisper and squeeze his hands.
Jungkook squeezes them right back, smiling with his eyes before it washes over his lips as well.Â
âI canât believe youâre telling me this on the same swing set you best friend broke up with me when we were twelve.âÂ
He laughs, lifting his brows for it. Itâs such a cute laugh, making you laugh with him.Â
âCorrection, where I was forced to best friend break up with you âcause my dad is a control freak.âÂ
âRight. Iâm sorry that your dad sucks.âÂ
"Yeah, I guess I got used to it. Heâs my dad, thatâs how he is.âÂ
âIâm still sorry.â
âThanks.â Jungkook says and lets go of your hands to twirl back to the front. He takes a deep breath and stands up.
âWhere are you going?â
âIf I remember correctly, you always loved the swing the most.âÂ
âI did, but whatâs that got to do with anything?â
He walks behind you and puts his hands on the chain of the swing.Â
âHold on tight.âÂ
âHuh? Oh!âÂ
He pushes you, making you swing back and forth. You squeal, having to laugh afterwards. Jungkook snickers with you, pushing you a second time to make you swing higher. Your shared laughter dances through the playground and in this short moment in lifeâs series of moments, you and he feel like kids again. There are no responsibilities lingering in the back of your heads, no fears of the future, no stresses of past days nor dreams ruined by reality. You and he are twelve again, using the swings after a long day of playing adventurers in the forests. The stars shine brighter and the wind doesnât feel that cold anymore. You are alive again, flying to the very stars with each push Jungkook gives you.Â
âNot too high please, Iâll get scaredâ, you squeal, feeling tears of laughter run down your cheeks.Â
âDonât worry, I wonât push you too high. I never did, remember?âÂ
You and he talk as he continues to push you on the swing.Â
âIf I remember correctly, you sometimes pushed me way too high because you were a gremlin like that.â
âA gremlin? Wow, okayâ, he laughs and pushes you extra hard as playful revenge.
âHey! No, itâs too high!â you squeak, laughing way too much.
Jungkook does it again.
âKook please! Iâm gonna fall, ah!âÂ
And it happens. Your drunk ass falls off the swing. You squeal, preparing for impact which never comes. Instead he catches you in his strong arms, looking down at you with protective, caring eyes.
âAre you okay?â he whispers.
âYeah, thanksâ, you whisper, watching his lips move. You giggle, dropping your head on his shoulder, âfuck, Iâm too clumsy for this.âÂ
âHah, yeah.â
Jungkook noticed that you looked at his lips. For just a second, he wanted to kiss you. In the end, he didnât. He wonât ever kiss you again without your consent.Â
He sets you down gently, holding both your hands against his chest. You look up at him, feeling a little robbed of air. His eyes race between yours as if he trying to build connection between your souls with just one look.
âI promise to be a good husband to you. No harm shall ever come to you through my hands and if I should ever break this promise, it is your right to strike me down. You have my body as protection and my heart to find a home in, ___. You always have and you always will.â
âYou keep saying that. Does it mean..?â
âIt does. It means that I love you and that Iâll do anything to make you happy.â He exhales shakily. âI know that you donât feel the same and Iâm sorry again that I kissed you. Please, can you forgive-âÂ
You put your finger on his lips, silencing him. He whimpers a little because of it.
âCan I say something now? Please?âÂ
âOf courseâ, he says and steps back, fumbling with his own hands nervously.Â
âIâm not mad at you anymore that you kissed me. I, I was planning to kiss you, I was. I just, I saw your dad and he wasnât howling and then I thought that weâre only in this situation because you had to save me. And I panicked and I was scared that weâd regret it and yeah.âÂ
He nods his head in understanding, lowering his eyes sadly. You take his hand.
âIt meant something to me too.âÂ
He meets your emotional eyes, feeling emotional himself.
âIt meant something to me, maybe not the same as it did to you but it did mean something to me. I wanted to tell you this, but didnât know how. I get nervous when Iâm cornered and I forget my words and then say dumb stuff.â
âI get it. Iâm sorry that I cornered you. I guess I have the tendency to be pushy when Iâm nervous. I shouldnât have cornered you, Iâm sorry.â
âYeah well, I should have said something. I liked what we did in the shed and it meant something to me.â You put his hand on your stomach. âYou were alive inside me and it was the best feeling I ever experienced.â
Jungkook sighs your name, instinctively drawing closer to you.
âBut we also barely know each other as adults. What if we realize that weâre not right as mates once we get to know each other?âÂ
âI donât think that will happen. Iâm still the same than I was before, just older.âÂ
âYouâre an alpha these days.â
âI am and Iâll use this status to provide for you and to keep you safe. I promise.âÂ
âReally?â you whisper, looking up at him with those same puppy eyes you had in the shed.Â
Jungkook feels weak in the knees. Those eyes are lethal to him.
âYes, really. All I want is someone to provide for, someone to care for and protect. And for that someone to be you. I just. I wanna keep you safe, ___â, he says.
âOhâ, you let out and exhales shakily.
âMhm, yeahâ, he breathes and brushes the back of his fingers down your temple.
âButâ, you begin.
âYes?â
âBut not too much. I donât want you to get hurtâ, you say and trace his upper lip. The cut healed by now, but the memory of how it looked is still in your mind. Jungkook chases your touch, closing his fingers around your wrists. He holds you tenderly, tracing the spots most sensitive with his thumbs.Â
âAlright, not too muchâ, he whispers, smiling softly.Â
You share silence, looking at the other. Jungkook is the one to break it.Â
âWeâll get to know each other again and itâs gonna be nice. I want to make this workâ, he whispers.
âI wanna make it work too. Not for the sake of my safety or anything, but because I wanna love you too.âÂ
âYou do?âÂ
You nod your head.
Jungkook exhales shakily, closing the distance for a kiss. He stops just a breath away.
âCan I kiss you?â he asks.
You give him your answer by erasing the remaining distance, connecting your lips with hisâ. His knees buckle, his arms instantly fall around you to hold you close. The world around you seems non-existent as your lips are lost in the kind of kiss a bonded couple should exchange. It is epic. Jungkook feels so alive. He knows that if he tried hard enough, he could touch the stars.Â
You feel the same. This kiss is your reminder that whatever you and he have is out of your control. It is a bond made by fate, formed under a new moon. This is how you felt in the shed when he was alive inside you.Â
Those feelings are heightened because of the alcohol, forcing you closer to him. Which makes him lose control for just a second, ending in you pressed up against the swing set post and with his hand on your lower back.Â
It knocks out a soft moan from you. Jungkook answers it in a deep purr, sliding his right hand to your cheek to tilt your head higher. He sucks on your lower lip, ending it with a gentle bite.
The effect is instant for you. Slick begins to gather between your legs, your head gets droopy and everything inside you screams at you to give yourself to him.
Breathing shakily, you break the kiss. He stays close, gazing at you with half-lidded eyes and parted lips.
âOh my godâ, you whisper, tracing your own lips. Theyâre tingling from what he did.
âYeah. Right?â he agrees, scrunching his nose and stubbing your temple with his forehead in a gesture of adoration. âWhoâd have known that weâd kiss like this hereâ, he says, gazing at you.
Your eyes soften in submission. Jungkook feels drawn to you beyond repair.
âKeep looking at me with those eyes and we wonât reach home tonightâ, he rasps, touching your waist as he basically undresses you with his eyes. âIâd take you right here and now. Make you feel so good that you see new constellations.â
Drunk you cannot handle talk like this, breaking into giddy giggles and hiding away in his chest.Â
âAre you laughing at me?â he gasps.
âNo, oh god no. Itâs just, nobody ever talked to me like this beforeâ, you explain yourself between giggles, nuzzling closer.
Jungkook chuckles, rubbing your back.Â
âGet used to it. I realised that Iâm kinda outta control when it comes to you. Maybe itâs the alpha gen.â
âMaybeâ, you look up at him with pretty puppy eyes, arms wrapped around his waist and chin resting against his chest.Â
He stubs your nose with his own, hands groping your butt possessively.Â
âStop looking at me.â
âItâs hard. When you touch me, I also lose control. I think itâs the omega gen.â
âMaybe. Or maybe youâre just a lightweight.â
âHah! So youâre saying Iâm just drunk?â
âBasically, yeah.â
You snicker, Jungkook grins.
âCome on, letâs go home before I actually do something indecent to you.â
You gladly let him hold your hand now that his kiss triggered your affectionate instincts, following him in happy steps.
Your walk home ends at Jungkookâs house. Two stories high and with a big garden surrounding it, it was one of the more luxurious houses in town.Â
âThis is where weâll live?âÂ
âIf you want to. I figured, you know, given how you still live with your parents and Iâm living alone, we could use my place. Itâs totally fine if you donât want to.â
âNo, itâs okay.âÂ
âYes? Great then we can get your stuff in the coming days. But for now, let me do this rightâ, he says and swoops you off your feet.
âAhâ, you let out, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly. âWhat are you doing?âÂ
âCarrying you over the threshold. Why?âÂ
âNothing, itâs soâ, you stop talking to giggle instead, nuzzling your nose against his cheek. âItâs so cheesy.â
Jungkook chuckles, heart racing in his chest. He kicks the door closed behind him and does a twirl in the middle of his hallway.Â
âWait! Iâm too drunk for this! Eeekâ, you squeak, hiding away in his neck. âPlease stop, Iâm too dizzy.â
Luckily for you, Jungkook listens. He stops and sets you down, holding you close as you sway.Â
âThis wasnât funny. Oh god, Iâm dizzyâ, you laugh, dropping your forehead against his chest. He rests his cheek against your head, talking in a chuckle.
âSee? Told you. Total lightweight.â
âIâm not a lightweight. Youâre just a gremlinâ, you say and shove at his chest. He laughs, holding your hands.
âYouâre adorable. Come, dance with meâ, he says, placing your left hand on his neck and holding the other.
âDance? Right now?â
âYeah. Just you and I. Weâll do it right this time.â
âBut Iâm dizzy.â You step on his foot, making him groan. âAnd I have two left feet when drunk. Sorry, are you okay?â
âIâm okay. Iâm more than okayâ, he says, smiling at you as your bodies move to silent melodies.
âSorry.âÂ
âItâs fine, baby. Just look at meâ, he whispers, right hand on your lower back. It is so warm.Â
You look up at him. The pull is magnetic and fucking electric. You are so attracted to him. He has you feeling drunker than any amount of alcohol ever could. You are so fuzzy inside because of all the laughing you have been doing.Â
âYou have the most beautiful eyes everâ, Jungkook whispers, raising your pulse with it.
âKook, Iâ, you begin, eyes flitting to his lips. Merely seeing the shape of them is enough to reignite the flames in your stomach. Dancing becomes a little harder now that you are so excited.
âWhatâs the matter?â he whispers.
âItâs embarrassingâ, you confess with a heated face.
âTell me.âÂ
âNo, itâs so stupid. I donât even wanna do it but it just happens.âÂ
He guides his touch from your lower back to your waist. Gentle and loving but insanely possessive at the same time. âI promise I wonât laugh.â
You hesitate.
âPromise.â
âIâm, uh, there is slick.âÂ
Jungkook draws closer, making you chase his kiss.Â
âShit. There is?âÂ
âYeahâ, you whimper.
He lowers his eyes, making you taste the idea of his kiss. It makes you so desperate for him.
âIs this normal for you orâŠ.âÂ
You shake your head, âit never happened before. Not like this. Or that easily. I donât know, Iâm sorry, I canât stop it.â
âHoly fuck. Baby.â
âItâs so stupid.â
âNo, itâs not. Just kiss me.âÂ
You kiss him. At least you try to because before your lips can touch, you step on his toes again. Vigorously.
âOuch, heyâ, he gasps, flinching back.
âSorry! Oh my god, sorry. Are you okay?"Â
âAh fuckâ, he laughs, âyeah, Iâm okay. Youâre a terrible dancer.â
âHeyâ, you pout.Â
He chuckles and pecks your cheek.
âI want to show you one thing before we make it officialâ, he says.
âShow me, please.â
âFollow me. You can leave your shoes by the door.â
Jungkookâs home is somehow exactly how you imagined it to be. It is neat and tidy, but doesnât really have a lot of character. The rooms are spacious with little furniture filling them. The furniture is modern and there are barely any decorations present. It is the house of someone who doesnât feel at home in it. The desire to make it cozy and homey for him becomes stronger and stronger within you. There are already a million ideas swarming your head.
âYouâre quiet. Do you not like it here?â Jungkook asks you.
âNo, itâs not that. Iâm thinking.â
"About what?â
âItâs gonna sound silly.â
âTell me.â
âI already have so many ideas on how to make it cozier here. Sorry, I know itâs your house and everything.â
Jungkook steps close and cradles your face, making you look up at him.
âAnd itâs your home. Make it as cozy as you want toâ, he speaks softly, eyes warm and caring.
âReally?âÂ
He nods, kissing your forehead.
âThis place never felt like a home to me anyway. It can use the caring touch of an omega.âÂ
You canât explain how he makes you feel because you never experienced it before. The best way to describe it is cozy and safe. You want to curl up close to him and be yourself with him. This is how he makes you feel. As if you are allowed to be your truest You.Â
âSpeaking of cozy omegas, weâre here.â
âHere where?â
âMy surprise for you. I worked hard on it these past few days.â
He opens the door for you, allowing you view of one of the coziest rooms you have ever seen. It is filled with soft surfaces to lie on. A bed, a big sofa, some bean bags, a window bench. Curtains frame the window and the bed. The floor is covered in soft rugs. There are pillows to sink into on every surface and he installed fairy lights on the wall and the bed frame.Â
âWhatâs this?â you gasp.
âItâs your nest.âÂ
You look at him. He is clearly nervous, smelling of it as well.
âIâm still new to the entire omega heat thing. I know that theyâre a thing, obviously, and I know that you like to get cozy for them. I looked up nest inspirations online. It told me that you like lots of pillows and blankets and that I should make it cozy and warm. You can totally change everything in this room, of course.â He touches the side of his neck. âI just thought that Iâd try to make it comfortable for you. At least maybe? I donât know, I just wanna make it nice for you.âÂ
Your lower lip trembles.
âFuck, Iâm sorry. I didnât wanna make you cry. Is it that bad? Iâm sorry, I suck at interior design.â
You shake your head and fall around his neck, âthank you.âÂ
Jungkook closes his arms around you, nuzzling his nose into your neck. You smell of happiness right now.Â
âDoes this mean you like it?â he asks.
âI love it so much. I never had a nest before. Iâm so happy.âÂ
âYou are?â
âYes, so much.â
You step back, giving him a smile. Jungkook retorts it. You giggle and turn so you can hurry through the room.
Jungkook watches you, enjoying the droopy feelings in his chest. The longer you are in the room and the more details you spot, the stronger your scent of happiness gets. It almost fills up the entire room by now, making him feel so warm and complete. He feels at home in his house for the very first time.
âThis is so cozy, oh my god. So soft, wow. I love this colour, holy moly. Wow. So cozy. Wowâ, you gush and gasp as you inspect everything and anything.Â
You end up dropping into one of the beanbags, nuzzling into it as deep as possible while you purr in contentment.Â
Jungkook feels his knees buckle. He got you to purr. Holy fuck, he was seriously placed on this earth to treat you right.Â
He closes the distance between you and him, kneeling down in front of you. He comes closer, putting his weight on his elbow which he rests on the beanbag above your head. He leans down to kiss your cheek.Â
You stop your nuzzling, gasping quietly as his sudden closeness surprises you. You look up and canât look away again.
âYouâre the most beautiful bride I have ever seenâ, he whispers, cradling your cheek with his other hand.
âOhâ, you let out, feeling dizzy.Â
âNo wonder I had to kiss you.â He furrows his brows. âI know I shouldnât have done this and Iâm sorry.âÂ
âIâm not angry anymore. You built me a nestâ, you tear up, âJungkook, please give me my bonding night. I want to be with you.â
âReally? Are you sure?â
âSo sure, please. I canât take it anymore.â You shiver. âI keep producing slick and Iâm so cold without you and, and I wanna feel that good again. Like we did in the shed. I, I wanna feel like this again. Please.â
Jungkook closes his fist on the beanbag, trying to keep himself at bay. His instincts threaten to kick in when you beg like this.
âDo you want it here?â
âYes, please.â
âAnd you know what Iâll do to you? What might happen again?â
You deepen the lethalness of your puppy eyes, taking his hand to put it over your stomach. You whisper your words, turning him into puddy.
âI want to feel alive again. Together with you.âÂ
âHoly fuck, ___â, Jungkook croaks and goes in for a kiss. He growls and stops himself. âI need you to say that you understand. Please, donât make me do it without hearing it first.â
âYes, Kook. I know what youâll do to me. I need you to, please.âÂ
âThank you. Oh my god baby, I wanna treat you so rightâ, he croaks out and finally falls into the kiss. âIâll never ever force myself onto you again. Never. Fucking never. Holy fuck, babyâ, he babbles between kisses, turning you into a weak, turned on mess. âWanna treat you so right. My baby. Mine.âÂ
His touch is everywhere at the same time, unable to decide where to find its home. It feels so good. Each spot he touches, tingles and heats up. Whenever he changes spots, it leaves behind shivers and goosebumps before the entire process repeats itself again.
You want to keep kissing him, but soon have to stop because of his touch. You have to gasp for air, you would suffocate otherwise.Â
Jungkook, barely holding onto the threat of humanity by now, doesnât see any problem in being denied your lips. He kisses a path to your neck hungrily. Your aroused smell becomes stronger and stronger the closer he gets to your scent glands. He knows how good it feels when someone kisses his scent spots and he wonders if it is the same for you.Â
He kisses the spot on your left side, forcing you to arch your back and gasp loudly. You instinctively grasp his back.
âDo you like this?â he rasps his words, nibbling on the sensitive spot. You smell so good. Jungkook has never felt such an obsession with anotherâs scent before. He needs it all over his body, melted with his skin so everyone can smell who his heart belongs to. He canât stop kissing you, picking up more and more of your scent.
âDoes this feel good?â he asks again because you were too busy gasping the first time.
âYe-yeahâ, you gasp out, staring at the ceiling in shock. Your fingers twitch and tremble on his back, claws threatening to come out and slice open his shirt.Â
What is happening to you? You were kissed on your neck before, but this feels different. This feels lethal, fateful, like it is changing the way you view pleasure. You have never felt so electric before and so close to losing control.Â
âYou smell so good, I canât get enough.â
âWow, oh god, wowâŠâ
Jungkook stays on your left side until he can smell your arousal on his lips. Only then, does he kiss a sloppy path to your right side. He moans when he witnesses you roll your head to the side willingly and he moans again when he goes in to worship your hard working scent spot. And it is working hard. Fucking hell, you smell like pure sex and arousal. Jungkook huffs it up hungrily, biting and licking at the delicious spot.Â
All while you stare and gasp and lose control over yourself. The bites feel so good. You want to squirm and moan. Your head is fuzzy, your body so weakened. What is happening? What the fuck is happening to you? You canât stop producing more slick. You are so hot. Seriously, so fucking hot. Oh god, you canât think anymore. Anything you can think is how much you need him to fuck you.Â
âSeriously, fuckâ, Jungkook comes up for air, mouthing at your cheek drunkenly, âyou smell so good. I feel high.â
âI wanna be nakedâ, you croak out, arching your back. You donât have many thoughts except desire and sex. Being naked is all you crave right now. If youâre naked, Jungkook can potentially bite more parts of you. This is the logic of your fuzzy mind and it is driving you crazy that it isnât your reality yet.
âSit up then and let me open your dress.â
You obey gladly, almost dry heaving in desire. Jungkook reaches behind you and opens your dress. He wanted to pull it off slowly to make the moment romantic, but you shrug it off quickly for him.Â
He meets your eyes. They are golden and clouded in desire.
âAre you okay with this?â he asks.
âWhy not?â
âI never saw you naked before.âÂ
âOh.â A little clarity returns to your eyes. âRight.â
He can smell hints of coyness in your scent. And a little bit of nervousness.Â
âWrap your arms around me.â
You obey his order and like this, Jungkook is able to lift you out of your dress and carry you to bed. He lays you down carefully, straddling your lap without sitting down.Â
You are below him in nothing but your underwear, feeling small and fragile, but so safe.Â
âDo you wanna take it slower?â he suggests.
âNo, just nervous thatâs all.â
âDonât worry, Iâll be gentle. We can slow down whenever you need to.â
âOkayâ, you whisper and make puppy eyes at him, âcan you, uhm, can you bite me more?âÂ
âYes. Wow this isâŠhah. Of courseâ, he lets out, âfirst, let me match you.âÂ
He is getting undressed. First his tie, then he opens his buttons. His shirt leaves him first, next his belt and last his slacks. He stays in his briefs, heavy cock straining the fabric as much as he soaks it.Â
Now sharing in your state of undress, he leans down, taking your hands to pin them gently. He kisses you, blurring your thoughts into one big mess of arousal and safety. His thumbs caress your hands as he kisses you. Your scent is on his face, forcing even more slick to run out of you. Any sort of nervousness you felt is getting wiped out with each new kiss you share. He tastes so goddamn good. His lips are soft and the piercings on them are so exciting to feel.
The kiss breaks when air is sparse. Jungkook stays close to paint paths of worship down your body. He bites the softest spots and sucks marks of ownership on the firmer spots. And you are in heaven, wishing for him to never stop. Such heavenly feelings are unfamiliar to you. You had people mark you before, but it didnât feel like this. With Jungkook, you need him to continue. You need to know that every single inch of you is marked by him in one way or the other. Whether it be a bite mark, a kiss spot or his scent, you need it on your body and each time he gives it to you, you leak more slick. It is out of your control, unfamiliar and amazing. So amazing.Â
Jungkook is lingering over your sternum right now, hot breath tickling your skin. His strong hands are holding you under your armpits, reminding you that you were owned by the safest lover.Â
âI know itâs difficult for you, but please stop me if I go too fast. I canât stop myself once I let go, so I need you to yell it at me.âÂ
âPlease. Donât stop. Please, you feel so goodâ, you sigh, writhing.
âWow, IâŠ.fuck, I want youâ, he rasps, having to kiss every inch of you. âI want you. I want you so bad.âÂ
âAhâŠpleaseâŠdonât stopâŠâ
Jungkook reaches your breasts. They are swollen and plumb from arousal. They arenât always like this. When you are feeling normal, they also look and feel normal. They are how breasts are supposed to be, sagging from gravity and soft when lying down. Not right now. They stay in place. They are a little bigger, plumber and hot to the touch. They also smell like your arousal. Even through the fabric of your bra. It is so much sweeter and richer than it was on your neck. Jungkook moans like a druggy having found his drug, going in for a taste with an open mouth and way too much tongue.Â
âAhâ, you whimper, following it up with a submissive mewl. You are losing control again and it feels so good. Why does everything he does feel so good? It is as if you are a virgin being touched for the very first time, which is insane because you definitely arenât.Â
âYour skinâs so soft and warm. I canât get enough of youâ, he mumbles between his hungry kisses, turning you into puddy. You lost sense of how much more you can still take before you burst.Â
His masculine, possessive hands hold your breasts, kneading the sensitive flesh desperately. His spit soaks the fabric of your bra, leaving behind spots of coldness whenever he moves on to a new spot.
It happens again. You experience sensations you have never felt before. People played with your tits before, you played with them as well but it never felt like this. It never felt so otherworldly. They are so swollen. You canât breathe because there is so much pressure building up behind your nipples. You throw your hand over your mouth to muffle the overwhelmed sob, twisting the sheets with your other hand. It hurts. The pressure really hurts not to be taken care of.
Jungkook doesnât seem to hear your panicked whimper because he doesnât slow down in his feast.Â
âYour scent, Iâm so high. Itâs insane, holy fuck, so goodâŠâÂ
It gets too much for you. The pressure hurts so much. Youâre scared. What is happening to you?Â
Jungkook squeezes your breasts and bites down gently. The pressure bursts. You wail, arching your back as warmth trickles out of your nipples, soaking your bra.Â
The sweet scent of it hits his nose instantly. He tenses up and shudders, cock threatening to burst through his briefs.
âWhat the-â
Jungkookâs instincts tell him to rip your bra off and lick up the sweet scent, but he forces himself to be stronger than them. It is you who lies below him in such a vulnerable state. If he took advantage of that, he would never forgive himself.Â
âJungkook, help me. Please. Iâm scaredâ, you beg him in a quivering voice.Â
âTry to focus on me. Focus baby, right hereâ, he tells you, cradling your cheeks.
Your eyes search aimlessly for a moment, but soon find their home in his gaze.Â
âKooâ, you whimper, grabbing his wrists, âIâm scared. What is happening to me?â
âI donât know. It never happened to me before. My instincts tell me to clean it for you, but I donât know if you want this.â
âPlease, it hurts. Just make it stop, please.âÂ
âAre you sure?âÂ
âYes, pleaseâ, you sob.Â
âSit up.â
You barely manage to obey. Jungkook supports you, using his other hand to open your bra and tug it off of you. He throws it to the side, helping you lie down again.Â
Your breasts, normally victims to gravity, stay plumb and perky as you lie down. It is yet another proof that whatever he is doing to you is working beyond comprehension.
âHoly fuck, ___, your titsâ, Jungkook gets out, gawking at them in total awe. They are seriously so swollen, your nipples are so hard and they seem to keep leaking pearlescent liquid. âYouâre so beautiful, but holy fuck theyâre so swollen. Baby, wow.,â
âI donât know whatâs happening. Theyâre so⊠soâŠthereâs so much pressure.â
âI canât. Oh god.â
If only you and he knew that this is happening to you because he stimulated your scent glands. If only you knew that simulation of said glands only works this well with your true mate. You could have a hundred other men play with your tits the same way Jungkook did, but your body would never fall into such helplessness with any of them. Only he will get you to such levels of pleasure. Because it is only his mouth which is destined to taste your sweet pleasure.
You and he are unaware of this fact however, because this is still new to both of you.Â
âWhat, what do you need me to do?â He stutters, salivating.
âI donât know. Your instincts, I donât- ah.â
âRight.â His eyes glow golden. âMy instinctsâ, he growls and gives in to the voices. âStay still, Iâll take care of it.â
He picks up your tits and squeezes them together so your nipples are close to each other. He lowers his dripping mouth to them, taking in your right first but with the intention that your left will follow very soon.Â
His instincts tell him to stimulate your nipples with soft bites first until they are throbbing and then change to sucking them. He listens to his instincts, getting you to moan so loudly that his cock throbs painfully.
âIs this working, baby?â he asks, drooling all over your sweet nipples.
âOh god, yeahâ, you croak, arching your back. You twist the sheets, curling your toes. âIt doesnât hurt anymore, Koo thank youâŠâ
âFuuuck baby, so hotâ, he drags out his words until it turns into a growl instead, loving you oh so right.
He bites and bites, licks whenever you sob and bites some more, all while his strong fingers knead your plumpness. And then it happens. You arch your back and wail up as his stimulation finally forces your breasts to tighten and throb. Liquid shoots into his mouth and down his throat. It is the sweetest taste he ever had on his tongue, intoxicating him beyond saving. Jungkookâs eyes roll back, he thinks that for a second he blacks out before he comes back to be totally guided by his instincts.Â
He gurgles and moans, sucking the sweet nectar from your right nipple while his fingers play with your left just to keep it ready for him. It is a messy business and whenever he changes sides, he has to lick up the mess he made before he can suck on your nipple. It is not a terrible fate. On the contrary, itâs heaven. For both. Jungkook has never felt this high before while you love his tongue on your body. He is so hot and soft, giving you the perfect contrast to the sharp bites his fangs give you.
âKook oh god, Kook ah! Ah! A-ah!âÂ
You spill tears, grabbing your own face to muffle yourself and make sense of what is happening to you. This is life altering. You are in a constant state of genuine orgasmic bliss and it doesnât want to die down. You can literally feel how Jungkook sucks the liquid out of you, relieving you of the painful pressure as he does it. It helps so much, while at the same time making everything worse.
He might help you with the nectar of your breasts, but your body still keeps producing slick. And it is getting dangerously full inside you. Your panties feel like imprisonment to your cunt.Â
You twist a bundle of his hair, sobbing in ecstasy and desperation.
âKoo, Iâm scared, itâs so goodâ, you sob, trembling.Â
Your touch motivates him. He is starving for you even though he is currently feasting on you. He seemed to have sucked you dry. No matter how much he bites and sucks, your nipples stay dry. The starvation remains. He needs more of you.Â
âMore, give me more pleaseâ, he orders, growling his words between vigorous sucks.
âI, I canât. Ah, Kook ah.âÂ
âFuck, I canât stop. Youâre so sweet.â
He canât take a break, he needs more of you. He lets your scent guide him. It gets stronger and stronger, the closer he comes to your cunt. Donât be mistaken however, it is not your pussy which calls him, but your inner thighs. Your scent glands to be more specific. Working overtime to produce your arousing smell and begging for attention. They are the most sensitive of your scent spots, but you donât know that yet. You had men kiss you there before, but none of them were Jungkook. None were your mate.Â
Jungkook shoves your legs open and buries his face in your right thigh with a growl. His fingers dimple your softness, his fangs tickle your skin. Not long and he bites you.Â
Your entire body reacts to it. You tense and flinch as if he shocked you, letting out a howl of surprise. Your empty cunt aches, craving nothing more than him.
Jungkook lifts his head, eyes droopy and drugged and lips still glossy from your tits.
âIs like a drug. You is like a drugâ, he lulls his words and drops his face back in your thigh. Your left one for a change. He kisses and licks it, grabbing your waist possessively. He holds you with such strength that he even manages to bring it in a little, forcing you to burn in a fire you were never in before.
âI fucking want you, fucking need you, fuck canât get enough.â
âIâm so hot, I-Iâm so hot.â
âSo hot, so fucking soft. Fuck, your smell drives me insane.âÂ
âOh god, Kook. Iâm so hot.âÂ
The thing about omegas and heats is that it isnât as common as one might think. Before an omega has reached maturity, heats obviously arenât a thing. Afterwards, they are manageable when living with other family members. They feel more as if you were bad mooded and grumpy. You managed to sleep them off whenever they happened.
Burning in this unfamiliar fire as Jungkook repeatedly bites your sensitive scent spots makes you realize that perhaps you have never truly experienced a real heat before. Maybe it slumbers in an omega until they are with their true mate. Maybe the grumpy days are just natureâs way of saving the omega of embarrassing moments in front of family.
You canât explain why you know, but this is it. This is the real deal. Jungkook stimulated your sensitive glands for long enough that he forces you to go into heat. It feels different from anything you have ever experienced, it even feels different from the thing you thought to be your heat when he was with you in the shed. You were wrong back then, this is it. This is the real thing.
And it scares you so much that you beg for him. He comes up when hearing your distraught, cradling your face. He is clearly far away, seeming changed as well. The only thing having forced him away from you is his stronger instinct of keeping you safe. His dark hair is a mess, his eyes are foggy.
âWhatâs the matter, baby?â he lulls his words.Â
âIâm, Iâm in heat.â
âWhat? It can happen like this?â
âWhen you bit my scent spots, it made meâŠoh god, please make it stop please.âÂ
âWhat, uhm, what do you need?â
âYou. Please fuck me. I beg you.â
âHoly fuck, I-â Jungkook stops himself, growling deeply and twisting the pillow above your head, âsomethingâs wrong with me. Iâm losing control over myself.â
âKooâ, you croak, touching his chest. He is burning up, muscles swollen and tense. His heart races like crazy, unnaturally fast at that.
âWhat is happening to me?â he stresses.
âI donât know.â
If only you and he knew that his accidental efforts of forcing you into heat, forced him into his ruts with you. If only you knew that these are the effects of being with your true mate. If only you knew that the only remedy is sex. But you donât know and so you and he are fated to stumble through the unknown, still doing the right things because your instincts are stronger than anything else. It is as if your bodies do the talking without you and him having to speak their language yet. It is most certain that you will be fluent in it one day.
âI want to rip your panties off.â
"Please do.âÂ
Jungkook gives in and does as he wants. He rips your panties off, throwing the thin piece of fabric over his shoulder. He rips off his own briefs next, discarding the fabric. His heavy, thick cock slaps your stomach. He is so big and swollen by now that he can barely stand up despite his hardened nature. His slick pools in your navel and smears all over your skin.Â
âHoly fuck, urgh fuckâ, he drops his head in your neck, âit hurt so much to keep it in.â
âKook, youâre so heavy.â
âI know, Iâm so hard that I canât keep it standing. IâŠâ He lifts his head, cradling your cheek. âSay you want me.â
âI want you.âÂ
Jungkook shifts his hips so his cock probes at your entrance. You whimper and open your legs widely, putting them around his meaty thighs.
âJust the tipâ, he whispers.
âWhat? Noâ, you get out and pout.
Jungkook chuckles, cradling your cheek.
âYou know, like last time.â
âOhâ, a giggle shakes you and makes your face glow.
He chuckles, soaking up the moment of honest happiness like a dried up sponge would water. Each time he hears your laugh, he falls more in love with you. Â
âJust the tip when it didnât mean anything and we shouldnât have done it.â
Your giggle changes into a sigh of his name. You gaze into his eyes, building soul consuming connection.
âRight?â
âRight.â
Jungkook allows his tip to fill you. Just enough to let you feel that he was finally there with you. You whimper, spilling tears of relief.
Jungkook wipes them, spilling his own tears. He loves you. This is it. The moment it is official that you are mates. And it happens exactly how he always dreamed it would. You under him, looking so vulnerable and safe as he can gaze into your eyes and see your face change in pleasure.Â
âThis means everything to meâ, he croaks out and buries himself inside you to the base. âAh.â He twists the pillow.
âOh god. Ah.â
âToo deep? Hurts?â
âNo, itâs perfect. I feel, ah, I feel whole.âÂ
Jungkook moans your name, eyes filling with emotion.
You touch his messy hair, scratching him behind his ear. Jungkook shivers, eyes threatening to roll back. You are stimulating one of his scent spots, forcing him deeper into his ruts.
âOkay. If you. Fuck. This is my scent spot. It feels. Ahm. I, I have to fuck youâ, he struggles with his words, cock throbbing inside you as if it had his own pulse.Â
Throb. Throb. Throb.
He fills you with more of his slick each time he twitches. It tingles whenever he does.
âPlease donât hold back. Fuck me like you need to, pleaseâ, you whimper, shaking in agony. You tickle his scent spot especially good and itâs over for him.
Jungkookâs fingers slip from control. He canât hold back anymore. He knows that you can take it.Â
He pulls out only to slam into you again in a deep, passionate rhythm. In and out. In and out. It is endless and harsh and feels so fucking good. Â
Your eyes instantly roll back and stay there. Your fingers dimple the nape of his neck as you clutch him for dear life. Jungkook himself canât keep his eyes focused, gazing at you through a veil of blurriness.
âIs this good for you?â he gets out through gritted teeth.
âGoodâ, you wail, writhing in ecstasy.
âFuck, Iâm fucking high on you.â
He thought that he knew the feeling of your cunt but this is different. This actually forces him to listen to nothing but his instincts. He thought that he was out of control in the shed, but he wasnât. This is it. You are so hot around him, so soft and you are filled with slick to the very brim. It is Jungkookâs task to fuck it out of you in heavy, strong thrusts, making a mess of your bodies and the sheets in the process. He isnât aware of it yet but this gives you so much relief. You were bursting inside and now it is finally leaving you. There is no muscle in your body which isnât currently puddy. Everything you exist for right now is to be fucked by him. There is no other sensation to you than that of his thick cock reshaping your insides.Â
âBaby, this is a lot. Holy fuck, this is arghâ, Jungkook gets out, scrunching his face in anger. He wants to go deeper, but he canât. It pisses him off, makes him want to break shit. He knows itâs this stupid position. Fucking good for nothing. Who thinks of something that unfavourable? (Jungkook will think back to this moment once he is clear in his head and wonder why he hated missionary so much.) But he hates it right now. He canât even see himself inside you, his base is barely inside.Â
âMore, I need moreâ, he growls and pulls out.
âNo please, please it hurts pleaseâ, you instantly beg.
âPatient, Iâm rearranging you.âÂ
Jungkook takes your legs and guides them into a better position. You let him reshape you. This is what your body currently exists for and wants. It needs someone as strong and dominant as Jungkook to bend it to his will. Each second where he handles you feels like heaven.Â
He puts your legs over his shoulders.
âHands.â
You obey, giving them to him. He puts them on your own thighs, squeezing them against the back of them.
âHold them for me there. I want you to feel yourself shake.â
âYesâ, you whimper.Â
âGood omega. What a perfect thing you areâ, he lulls and slides his hands to your ankles. He picks them off his shoulders and lifts them up. Like this, he opens you for him. Your butt is lifted off the sheets, your cunt instantly gushes out masses of slick.Â
âI canât keep it inâ, you confess.
âItâs good, baby. You donât have to. Relaxâ, Jungkook assures you in a hungry whisper, eyes a deep gold and mesmerised by you. He moves his hips close and buries his heavy cock back in you.Â
You mewl, curling your toes. Slick drips onto the sheets as it makes space for his girthy length, you feel whole again.Â
âThere we go, fuckâ, Jungkook growls and bottoms out. He stays there for nothing but a second before he pulls out again to pick up a punishing rhythm.Â
It feels so good that your eyes roll back and you resort to moaning and wailing for him. Jungkook moans with you each time he is deep inside you. This finally scratches the itch. This is finally as deep as he can go. He can finally see himself inside you. Finally he can see how his thick cock reshapes your swollen cunt. He is so big and you take him so easily, moving and trembling around him as he repeatedly pounds you stupid. If you keep this up, he might get pussy drunk.
âI canât take this. Youâre so pretty. Is it good for you?âÂ
âYes. More, please.âÂ
âYouâre so perfect. Holy fuckâ, he growls and throws your legs over his shoulders to hold your hips instead and pull you onto his cock each time he thrusts into you. You are tighter like this, jerking off his fat cock.
Your voice pitches and rises in volume. You were never fucked like this before. Your needs were never ever getting satisfied like this before. It is changing you and Jungkook makes it even better by taking your clit between his fingers to massage her. She is so swollen and big that he can jerk her off just a little, making you howl. Your hands drop from your thighs just so you can rip the sheets in your attempt to twist them.
You canât take it. He makes you climax. It is so intense and fulfilling that your sensitive breasts leak again. You howl his name as it happens.
The scent of your sweet breasts and your pretty face sets off Jungkook.
âI have to. It happensâ, he gets out and throws his head back. He moans loudly, falling victim to his orgasm. His toes curl for it, his tones stomach flinches.
And because you are currently in heat, existing for nothing but him, his seed sets you off again. It brings you back into this uncontrollable, intense state of bliss you experienced for the first time in the shed. It should be familiar to you by now, but it is not.Â
You cry and sob, knowing that you wonât be able to stop orgasming for as long as your body needs to.Â
Jungkook knots instantly, cursing so graphically that he is surprised himself.Â
âBaby, I canât stop. I canât, Iâm sorryâ, he chants panickedly, unable to stop his hips from rutting into you. It forces his knot to keep leaving you and then popping back inside. The stimulation is unlike anything he has ever felt before, making his toes cramp from curling them so harshly and his hips become even more violent.Â
âIâm sorry. Iâm sorry, it feels so good. Stop me, I canât stop itâ, he apologises because you cry so much. He wants to stop hurting you but he canât. His hips rut against his will.Â
âDonât stop please. It feels so goodâ, you release him of his guilt, clenching down on him as he drills his knot back into you.
âWhat? Youâre in no pain?â
âNo pain. Oh god Koo, Iâm cumming againâŠAh!â You have to wail, squirting around his thick knot as he buries it inside you over and over again.Â
âAh! This is the best sex I ever had, oh godâ, Jungkook moans, arching his back.
The knot fucking burns so deep in such a good way. You are so empty without him, the breach is so intense and once he is inside again everything is well. Your pussy sounds so wet, squelching around his knot sinfully. This is seriously the best sex he ever had.
âItâs so good, Iâm so highâ, he growls, following your orgasm with his own. It is so unbearable to keep moving but his hips have a mind of their own. They keep rutting and fucking even through Jungkookâs shakes. âI canât stop this. Holy fuck, urggghh.â
If you knew that your little stunt in the shed would lead to having your guts knot fucked by none other than Jeon Jungkook, you would have agreed to this bond sooner. Yup, we have reached the point of total acceptance of your situation. Fuck that his father didnât howl. Fuck that you only married Jungkook because you were forced to. Fuck that this wasnât meant to happen. This right now is everything which counts. It is making this entire situation right. It was meant to happen.
âJungkook, I canât stopâ, you sob, grabbing for him helplessly.
âI know. I canât eitherâ, he gets out, holding your hands and pinning them above your head. Like this he is lying himself down on you, folding your willing body in half and burying his knotted cock so deep inside you that you feel him against your cervix. In your state, lost in heat and his seed, it is the highest level of pleasure he can give you. And you thank him with loud cries and your claws digging into his hands against their will.Â
His own claws come out to play. He angles his hands so they wouldnât hurt you. Like this, your hands are under hisâ, shaking and twitching as he brings you over one edge after the other.
âI canât stop. Jungkook please help meâ, you wail.
âYouâre safe. Iâm here. Baby, Iâm hereâ, he soothes you and shakes as he manages to bury his knot in you again. You are getting tighter and tighter and his knot more and more sensitive. âUrgh, baby youâre making me- ah!âÂ
He loses control, pumping your belly full of his hot cum. Now that he is pressed against your cervix, his seed pushes its way right past it, giving you the feeling of being alive you so dearly craved. Of course it sets you off again, of course you cry as if you never had an orgasm before and experience it for the first time. Of course it sets him off again. Of course all of this is happening. It was meant to happen. Of course it was.Â
And as you cry and sob in relief and bliss, Jungkook can barely stop his claws from hurting you. He grew in size and strength. Your small, fragile body is in danger of being crushed under him.Â
He does what he needs to do. Jungkook grips the headboard, growling like a rabid animal. You are so stretched out, so lose around his knot. And so wet. He canât stop fucking you with his creamy knot. It feels so good to have you struggle for a second but then take him happily. It feels even better because you moan with such ecstasy each time he drills it back into you.
Jungkook growls and grips the headboard tighter. And tighter. And tighter with each heavy thrust. With each of your moans. Tighter and tighter until suddenly it cracks loudly, breaking into two right under his hand. The bed gives up, forcing you to sink a good ten centimetres.Â
âWhat?â You squeak out, looking around you disoriented.Â
âDoesnât matter. Look at meâ, he dismisses it, cradling your cheek tenderly. One might never know that seconds ago he broke the bed with the same hand. âLook at me, only look at me.â
You look at him and fall back into the pleasure, having to orgasm instantly at the sight of him.
You wail for him, watching with blurry eyes as he orgasms as well.
His seed hits you in the deepest parts of you. He fucked you so sensitive that you can feel his thick vein pump it out of him. His knot trembles as it happens, bringing you to your blissed limits.
âAgain.â
âMe too. If you- I- me too.â
His hips freeze as he is deep inside you. Your walls tighten and force his knot to stay inside you. He canât move. It is happening to you as his seed drugs you, his knot does the rest. You canât stop climaxing. It is finally happening.Â
Jungkook whimpers helplessly, dropping your legs and collapsing into you. Your limbs close around him, his own do the same with you. He is on top of you, but gravity forces him to fall to his side and take you with him. You are stuck together, shaking and flinching as your bodies are trapped in the most addicting state of being. You orgasm which sets him off, which sets you off and so on. You should know the drill, but it doesnât get easier to bear. You drool and sob and moan, holding each other so close that you almost melt together.
Jungkook cries out as an especially strong high hits him, writhing helplessly which ends in your position changed. He is on his back, you serve as his warmest blanket. He hugs you so strongly, knotted cock shaking inside your tight walls. You drool all over his strong chest, feeling far away because you are so close to his scent glands. He smells like sex and ecstasy but also like safety.Â
It feels more intense than last time. This kind of knotting orgasm isnât just sexual, it is also emotional. You want to be close and you are and it is ecstasy. There is enlightenment that what is happening to you only happens because you are with your true mate and this enlightenment makes the orgasms only this much more intense.
The sun is starting to rise once you and he finally come down. You are fucked raw and sore by now, crying into the crook of his neck.Â
âHoly fuck baby, urgh. I canât do it again. Iâm crampingâ, he says, âsorry.â
âItâs okay. Iâm sore. Kook please Iâm scared.â
âDonât be, Iâm here. Baby, my love. I canât believe we did thatâ, he instantly falls into a love drunk, sappy state. He hugs you so tightly, feeling up your knotted pussy gently to soothe her.Â
âI donât wanna be on top, pleaseâ, you beg, shivering.
âYouâre safe, princess. Iâm hereâ, Jungkook says and changes positions for you. Somehow in a mixture of his strength and your refusal to give up his knot, you and he end up in flipped positions. He is still inside you, keeping you bred and warm. All while he gives you warmth through his body, adoring you right with kisses all over your face and neck.Â
âIâm so proud. Iâm so fucking proud. Holy fuck, I feel high. You did do well. Oh my pretty princess. My baby loveâ, he whispers between his loving kisses, hands caressing your sweaty, sore skin gently.Â
This is instinct as much as it is his heartâs desire. He wants to soothe you, adore you, bring you down gently after lifting you so fucking high. He isnât aware of how important this is to you. You feel so vulnerable and emotionally sensitive. It would be the same thing if someone decided to start open heart surgery on your aware self. This is how vulnerable you feel and it is Jungkook who makes it okay. It is Jungkook who calms you down and reminds you that you are allowed to be sensitive because he is there to protect you.
âI canât comprehend this. I feel high. Wow baby, wow. How do you feel?â he babbles.
âVulnerable.â
âOh baby, I know. Iâm here. Your Kook is hereâ, he assures you, nuzzling his nose against your scent spot. He hopes that if he nuzzles it long enough, he can spread some of his relaxing scent on you.
It works. Of course it does because your bodies need no instructions to communicate. It is natural and right and makes you and him feel fuzzy.Â
You sigh. Jungkook smells the relief against your neck. He kisses a path to your face. Your glassy eyes await him, eagerly building connection once they can.Â
âThank youâ, you whisper.
âNo, I have to thank you. This was the best bonding night ever.â
âNo, thank youâ, you insist, spilling tearsÂ
Jungkook wipes them, knowing that you want to tell him something.
âFor what, princess?âÂ
âFor, for making me feel like this. I, I was never in heat like this. I didnât know that I could and it makes me feel really vulnerable. But youâre so gentle with me and itâs so nice.â
His eyes soften. He whispers your name adoringly and kisses your forehead.
âI feel the same. This was my first rut ever. I didnât think that it would be so intense.â
âKook, Iâm scared. I donât know what this means.â
âDonât be scared, Iâm here.â He kisses your nose, stubbing you with his own afterwards. âWe can ask someone about it, but all I know for now is that I donât wanna fucking stop having you close.âÂ
âYeah, me too.âÂ
He kisses your lips, making your heart race and feel at home. He breaks the kiss gently, giving you the fondest and warmest smile ever.
âIâm so proud of you. You did so well, my princess baby.â
âOh wowâ, you get out, having to giggle.Â
Jungkook giggles with you, smiling as he steals a cheeky kiss. Afterwards he sits up. He is still connected with you by your middles, making you gasp and shiver.
âSorry, I shifted. Are you okay?â
âYes, oh god. What is happening to me? I feel so comfortable.â
Jungkook smiles, caressing your sides. He canât stop looking at you. Your breasts are normal again, natural victims to gravity and so soft. They are still messy and wet from what happened before but nothing new leaves you. Your belly is bloated from his seed and covered in a layer of sweat. No wonder you sweat so much, you were burning up. Jungkook dances his palms over your bloated stomach, furrowing his brows in emotion.Â
âSo aliveâ, he whispers.
âSo aliveâ, you sigh, placing your hand over hisâ.Â
â___â, he says and meets yours eyes.Â
âYes?âÂ
âYouâre so fucking beautiful. I didnât get to say it as we were doing it because I was dumb in pleasure, but you are so beautiful.â
âYou think so?âÂ
âI do. I canât believe that youâre real and, and that you allow me to see you naked. I justâ, he exhales shakily. âIâm just so happyâ, he chokes out, throwing his hand over his eyes to hide his tears.Â
âKook, donât cryâ, you gasp and pull him down to you. He falls to his elbows, allowing you to hold his hands above your head.Â
He is pouting and sniffling. You give him a smile.
âDonât cry.â
âTheyâre happy tears. Weâre bonded, Iâm so happyâ, he says and smiles through his pretty tears.Â
Your smile grows, you squeeze his hands. He was right when he said that you and he will get to know each and that it will be nice. You can feel it. You are right for each other. You are so right.Â
You put your legs around him and push him deeper again.Â
âOhâ, he gasps, squeezing your hands, âwo-oah this felt really intenseâ, his voice quivers as he speaks.
âIt doesâ, you agree, rolling your hips up.
Jungkook gasps, âwhat are you doing?âÂ
âI want more of you.â
âReally? Baby, youâre sore. I donât want to hurt you.â
âPlease. Be gentle. Please make love to me, Kook baby.âÂ
Jungkook spills tears, whimpering your name. This is everything he ever wanted. He pulls out of your sensitive warmth to thrust into you.Â
Crack!Â
You and he scream in shock as the bed finally gives up completely and comes crashing down onto the ground. Jungkook keeps you safe with his arms around you and your head cradled against his chest.Â
You and he share a moment of shocked and disoriented silence before you break it.
âOh my godâ, you let out, breaking into loud, honest cackles. Jungkook looks at you, having to break into laughter as well.
âDid we just get cock blocked by the bed?âÂ
âI think so. It might be my fault. I kinda broke it when I fucked you with my knot. Sorry.â
âOh god, Kook.â
You laugh oh so loudly, throwing your head back for it.Â
Jungkook has to almost squeak as he laughs with you, heart bursting in his chest.Â
âThis is so funny. Oh my god.âÂ
âYeah, itâs hilariousâ, he agrees and goes in for a surprise kiss.Â
Your laugh cuts off, a gasp replaces it. Your eyes fall closed and your hands bury themselves in his soft hair. This kiss is emotional and it is deep. It has meaning. It is happy and filled with love. Jungkook lets you experience it to its fullest, ending it with a stub of his nose and a smile.Â
âI promise to fix it. Iâll add steel in the frame.â
âSo you think weâll break it again otherwise?âÂ
âYeah.â He laughs breathily, nodding his head. âIf this is how it feels to be with you during stimulation induced heat, imagine how it will be once itâs your natural heat.â
You gulp, gazing at him dreamily. The rising sun shines on his face, making his skin glow golden.Â
âKoo, I think you need to heat proof this entire roomâ, you whisper, making him chuckle and nod his head.
âI will. Iâll make it safe and cozy. Shit baby, I canât stop saying it. Youâre so beautiful. The sun is shining on you and youâre so beautiful.â
You feel your cheeks heat up, looking at him shylyÂ
âYouâre beautiful tooâ, you whisper, making him blush.Â
âWow, thanksâ, he mumbles, scrunching his nose. He does a little shift to be closer to you. The bed croaks and punishes him for it by making the headboard drop. He catches it before it can fall on top of you
âPiece of shit bed.â
âOh godâ, you laugh âI think we need to take care of this mess first and then continue.â
âYeah shit, I think youâre right. The bedâs out to get us.âÂ
You laugh and snicker, kicking your feet happily. He chuckles and shoves the headboard to the side.Â
âCome on, letâs take a showerâ, he says and picks you up.
You nuzzle into him, feeling beyond safe.
âDo you have snacks too? I havenât eaten since yesterday morning.â
âOf course. You know what? First fact about me? Iâm actually a really great cook.â
âYou are?âÂ
âMhm, Iâm also a total foodie. So if you wanna bribe me into snuggles, get me food and Iâll be the cuddliest boy ever.â
You snicker. It makes your heart flutter when he talks cute with you.
âDo you like food?â he asks.
âYeah, I like food. Itâs comfort.â
âYeah, right. Do you like cooking together?âÂ
âI never did it before.â
Jungkook holds you closer.
âThen I know what weâll do. Shower and cook and I get to give you kisses. And later when youâre not sore anymore, Iâll make that gentle love to you. If you want me to.âÂ
âYeah, I want you to. This sounds so nice. Koo?â
âYes, love?âÂ
âItâs gonna be so easy for me to fall in love with you.â
âWow, you. Urgh, you drive me crazy youâ, he gets out through gritted teeth and presses you against the next best wall to attack your face and neck with tingling kisses.
You squeal his name, having to laugh in giddiness. It will not be the last time that you laugh because of him.
#jungkook smut#jungkook fanfic#jungkook fanfiction#jungkook scenario#jungkook oneshot#jungkook x reader#jungkook x you#dom!jungkook#alpha!jungkook#werewolf jungkook#bts smut#bts fanfic#bts fanfiction#bts scenario#bts oneshot#bts x reader#bts x you#dom!bts#alpha!bts#bangtan smut#bangtan fanfic#bangtan fanfiction#bangtan oneshot#bangtan scenario#bangtan x reader#bangtan x you#dom!bangtan#alpha!bangtan#fanfic: werewolf universe
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âââââââââââââ â°âââïč | nsfw headcanons ! .°⹠à©âĄâËâą.
incl. jeff the killer, ticci toby, masky, hoodie, eyeless jack, ben drowned
18+ | minors dni
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jeff the killer
" you look so pretty wrapped around my cock. you're such a whore for me, i'm gonna fuck you dumb "
-filthy mouth ,,, he's so graphic in bed
-always lets you know how good you feel around him <3
-he loooves watching your face
-his favourite position is definitely either missionary or when you ride him
-he loves face fucking i'm sorry he loves watching you take all of him
-likes watching you cough and tear up too
- big on degrading
-he loves edging either you're doing it
to him or he's doing it to you he goes crazy for it
-mean and dominate but he will never deny you pleasure
-you'd have to beg for it first though
-loves finishing on your face and chest
-loves being noisy he does NOT care if anybody hears you two
ticci toby
" fuuck, keep clenching around me like that, i promise i'm gonna fill you up so good just give me one more ok Âż "
- he wants to be a dad sooooo bad (he wants to see you pregnant with his seed)
- crazy stamina he's at LEAST going 2 LONG rounds
- munch âą but he likes loves to be all up in there. like All over down there
- very messy
- loves the idea of his and your fluids mixing together
- speaking of, he loves hearing the slick sticky sounds from them mixing
- lowkey kinda sick LMAO
- doesn't know where to keep his hands he's all over you
- he loves finishing down your throat or inside you (if you'll let him of course)
- his favourite position is doggy or reverse cowgirl
- switch dom leaning for sure
masky
" shut your mouth or i'll give you something to shut it with, i wont be bothered to be nice either about it sweetheart "
- if you think jeff was mean you have another thing coming honey </3
- big sadist
- wether him marking you up or him spanking you he's doing it all
- he especially likes spanking your ass
- he like seeing you in any position where he's in control
- likes spitting
- doesn't matter if you spit on him or vice versa he's into it
- hard dom loves seeing you so helpless for him
- likes seeing you cry or tear up
- likes the idea of handcuffs in bed
- rough and mean for sure but he knows when he's taking it too far
hoodie
" such a pretty thing for me, im sorry for being so mean you just look so good begging for me down there "
- likes head a little too much
- loves to see you begging or yknow, just on your knees for him
- sooo cocky
- he likes any position he can see your face in he has no preference for it
- likes gagging you but he rewards you for being such a doll about it <3
- he likes receiving more than giving but he likes seeing his partner happy
- he will do it because he likes returning the favour (he likes when you pull his hair)
- lowkey a masochist but he won't say it out loud
- he likes being bitten, marked up ect
- likes seeing your expressions while fucking, his favourite is when he first slips it in
- and when your eyes shut or roll back during it
- hard/service dom
eyeless jack
" look at you, so needy for me, if you ask nicely i'll give you what you want and more"
- loves the every sound you make
- every moan, whimper, cry ect
- big on telling him yourself what you want from him
- he gets a power trip from it
- doesn't make much sound aside from talking
- grunting, growling and heavy breather
- LOVES 69-ing and missionary
- loves marking you up either from hickeys or bite marks
- especially in places others can see them too
- likes keeping his hands your hips
- loves setting the pace
- service top/dom
ben drowned
" fuck yeah just like that angel, please don't stop you feel so good around me like that "
- switch sub leaning
- LOVES when you're on top
- whimpering ,,, and whining ,,
- he like cumming either anywhere on you or down your throat
- he begs a lot without having to ask
- very very eager to please you
- despite all that he can have his more dominate moments too
- loves doggy or literally just bending you over his desk
- LOVES LOVES LOVES biting, scratching, hickeys ect
- goes crazy when it's happening either way tbh
- loses it when you pull his hair it gets him so hard so fast
- likes to tell you how good you feel and are and vice versa call him a good boy
- loves under the desk support
#creepypasta smut#creepypasta x reader#masky x reader#jeff the killer x reader#hoodie x reader#ticci toby x reader#eyeless jack x reader#ben drowned x reader#creepypasta headcanon
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BESTIE IT'S BEEN A WHILE HOW ARE YOU???
Sending hugs and lots of love đ
HEY BESTIE I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T ANSWERED THIS BCUZ I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MANAGE SOCIAL MEDIA!! Q.Q life had been a wild, hectic and chaotic ride since I've gone back to full time school while working part time, as well as a heap of other experiences that have happened! there's also been lots of health issues and personal things that came up which I still am working through, but I am surviving and I feel like I've been learning so much through these experiences! I'm still learning how to be manage, but I feel like I've been growing a bit more confident in my own skin and learning to embrace myself for who I am ^-^ still, it's a learning process!
and how are you?!?! i hope you've been well??? i've missed you, my friend!!! i've missed seeing all yall on here, i'm so sorry its been so long!!!
#my sweet friends <3#kixthecondomfairy#milk tea spills some tea#aaaahhh fdlkjf i feel bad for not seeing this sooner!#i've literally been so inactive on here for like almost a year#i keep saying i'll try to be more active but school and life keep getting in the way q.q#and i'm so far behind on social media too sooooo i feel like i've forgotten how to communicate ^^;#but i'll always be so happy to hear from my friends and mutuals!#yall are the best and i hope this year has been kind to you <3
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svt fic recs list <3 - lee jihoon/woozi b'day edition - sfw & nsfw ver.
summary: 28 days of sfw & nsfw jihoon reader insert fics for woozi's birthday
contains: 18+ nsfw (mdni!!) majority is afab reader, mostly sub!jihoon
â© svt writing & fic rec masterlist â©
â© sfw â©
â„ woozi bf headcanon samples - @wooahaee
this makes me just feel so happy and giddy and helps calm me down to go to sleep. the tid bits of what he might be like as a bf is making me crazy *rams head into wall*
â„ princess treatment - @emocheol
i just wanna give him so much love and care. hoonie really deserves the love he receives and so much more
â„ crushing!jihoon - @emotionalsupport-ljh
oh he's SHYYYYYYYYYY (me acting like i'm not shy too jfgkbd) and a bit patheticccc (perfect for me hehehđ) i'm kicking my feet and giggling this is so cuteee HE'S SO CUTEEEEE
â„ pouty - @qmrzi
omg pls give this baby attention, i will sob if he doesn't get itđ baby was just excited to show his hairrr (also, bro looks SOOOOO fucking good blonde dfjkbd)
â„ the seventeen members as boyfriends - @catboyieejeno
woozi's section gimme gimme all of it thank you~ the quality time?? the massages?? the gym pump omg kvhfbk
â„ jihoon & hand-holding - @ylangelegy
and if i sob?? jihoon wanting to express love outside of songs kjfdb the triple touch to signal "i love you"??? as someone who can't always verbally say what i want to say, i love this đ„ș
â„ seventeen when you reject their kiss (as a prank) - @emocheol
jihoon's section is just so *sobs* HE'S SO LIL AND CUTE I WILL GIVE U ALL THE KISSES U WANT
â„ shadow - @babyleostuff
i just know hoonie would drop everything to comfort someone he loves and i hope he has people that do the same :3
â„ 16:33 - @fairyhaos
YOU'RE SO REAL HE IS SO SO PRETTTY
â„ all the ways jihoon kisses you - @wifeyoozi
(putting it in sfw cuz the nsfw is minimal) THIS IS SO CUTE AND SWEET đ„č JIHOON KISSES GIMMEEE
â„ simp jihoon (texts) - @wooziorgans
I'M CACKLING HE'S SO???!?!
â© nsfw â©
â„ lazy morning sex - @sluttywoozi
OH THE PICS YOU USED KDFJGBFDKG oh the vibes in the fic are just *chef's kiss* it is just jkbgdk kjgbkdfb fdkjgbdkfgbdk bgbdfkjgb ya know?
â„ sub!jihoon - @hannieehaee
going slightly insane over praising pretty jihoon and marking him up and him getting flustered and insane over praise d hfhdhdbdb obssessed. u threw so much of what i want to do to woozi into this fic i'm really going through it rn i cannot handle the lack of sanity rn
â„ under the neon lights - @dirtysvthoughts
OH THE IMAGES IN MY HEAD AHHH. lemme "celebrate" his birthday with him PLS PLS PLS. fuck this fic is so hooootttttt
â„ sub!woozi - @hanniehae
FUCKKK i wanna praise him sooooooooo bad and see him flush all red from compliments. does he even know how pretty he is?? (editing this fic rec and i didn't realise that i had literally recommended it 2x dfkjgbk IGNORE THAT)
â„ OT 13 : edging vs overstimulation - @svtswhorehouse
jihoon's section...ah fuck, him being a wildcard. overstimulating or edging depending on his mood. i cannootttt
â„ simp!jihoon - @boofeine
(op's account got suspended so the fic isn't available :/) if i died after woozi saying babygirl....hahahhaha no i didn't??
â„ simp!woozi - @hannieehaee
dear lord he's so down bad and so horny and so needyyyy
â„ dishes - @wooziorgans
it started off so sweet and then.... if i moaned??? THAT'S BETWEEN ME AND THE FIC
â„ things you do that make svt bust quick - @pochaccoups
jihoon's section....dear lord i have a thing for his longer hair and it is so well shown in this vkjfbkjb
â„ slow motion - @cherriegyuu
OHOHOHOHO FRIENDS TO LOVERS HEHEHE. the tension building is just so goooood. the proximity pushing it to the edge? i love itt
â„ riding needy jihoon - @boofeine
(op's account got suspended so the fic isn't available :/) needy??? jihooon? *screechesss* OH THIS IS TOO MUCHHH
â„ loser!woozi - @hannieehaee
confident!reader with loser!jihoon?? sign me up
â„ boyfriend!woozi headcanons (sfw + nsfw) - @wifeyoozi
oh dear, he sounds perfect for meeeeee. being too shy for pda but clingy in private??? YEET ME!! god of music and god at making you cum- *gets dragged away* HE'S JUST SO LOVINGGG
â„ lee jihoon as your producer - @woozivrsefactry
oh dear...he's so whippppeedddd~ AND FUCK THEY'RE BOTH SO PEVERTED?!!?
â„ next stop till nirvana - @wifeyoozi
ffs the images this writing casted in my head is INSANE. he's look SOOO pretty overstimulated
â„ sub!jihoon x sub!reader - @hannieehaee
he's insane for reader and i'm insane for him jkgfbdk cockwarming to fucking hoonie in his studio PLS SEDATE MEEE
â„ no song without you - @hannieehaee
genuinely just obsessed with how jihoon is characterised in this fic?? the tension between reader and him is insane!! the concept for their song is something i would love to see jihoon in too. him being lowkey pathetic and inexperienced makes my brain go brrrr skjfdgbdk he's so down bad for reader and i am down bad for him djfkgfbd this is the fic that made me start reading more woozi fics haha
ames' song recs: q&a (ft. ailee) by seventeen, ruby by woozi, chemistry by kiss of life & boyfriend by yeonjun
ames note: sorry for dropping off of tumblr for a bit haha. i got overwhelmed from posting. LMAO THE WAY I ONLY HAVE LIKE A FEW SFW FIC RECS I'M SORRY Y'ALL JKBVFKJ can you tell i like subby jihoon... kfjbd and i love jihoon so so much?? anywaysss, everyone enjoyyyy~ wooahaeee Ï(.>âż<)
#buntanteen fic recs#woozi x reader#lee jihoon x reader#woozi smut#lee jihoon smut#woozi fluff#lee jihoon fluff#seventeen imagines#seventeen x reader#svt x reader#seventeen headcanons#seventeen drabbles#seventeen smut#seventeen fanfic#seventeen scenarios#svt fanfic#svt imagines#svt smut#woozi#lee jihoon#seventeen woozi#pls kindly let me know if there are any issues!!
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Hello! The dick analysis was so đ€€đ€€đ€€ and youâve become my virgin!skz dealer now! đđđ
Speaking of which, what kind of subs would skz be? Could you write some hcs pls?
(Ps: I hope the headache you had has gone away! đ«¶)
Have a wonderful day (or night depending on when youâre reading this)! â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
I'm about to do some bombass 5-STAR themed makeup but I'll write up some quick head canons, sure!! (Also my migraine has mostly gone away lol, ty for well wishes !!)
Chris :
Softest bottom ever, so compliant and eager to please.
Power... bottom? Maybe? Mm, not the right word. More of; He'll do anything you ask and he miiiight fuck you on his own a little if you're edging him and he knows he can't take it anymore.
So obedient. So so obedient, so sweetheart coded. Just there to make you feel good 'n gets soooo flustered with his ears and neck all red in embarrassment from having all your attention on him. <3
Minho :
Brat !! Brat I say !!!
So bratty, so mean. Cannot keep his mouth shut because he's always whining or biting back about how you're moving too slow or you're not going hard enough with him.
Be mean !! Spit in his mouth to assert dominance. That'll shut his ass up. <3
Changbin :
Pillow Princess Bin <3
The sweetest angel in bed. Less of an eager pleaser than Chris and more just - happy to be there, enjoying the moment, basking in the worship and adoration you shower him in.
Sit on his face and suffocate him. Man likes to eat, 'n that includes your holes. ;)
Hyunjin :
SO loud. So so loud, so whiny. Constantly moaning. Literally produces the PRETTIEST sounds you'll ever hear when he's subbing !!
The type to enjoy nipple clamps and wearing lacy lingerie for you because he knows just how much you like how lean he is <3333 (im tweaking out im just inserting my own fantasies in here now)
Looooves to be edged. Wants you holding a vib to the tip of his pretty pink cock until he's actually spraying cum and shaking so much he can't breathe. Also likes to have his ass ate, I don't make the rules. (I do.)
Jisung :
Bottom. BITCH.
Aka not a sub very often but when he does???? Mmm Mm MMMMM. So so so submissive, enters subspace so fucking fast when he's feeling a bit down. Also a very good communicator about what he wants/needs for the evening!!!
Honestly? I think his favorite thing to do while being submissive is dressing up. He likes wearing the big hoodies, the frilly socks, having his hair pinned back and sitting w his cute lil anime girl legs.
Felix :
Alright I'm gonna say on one hand, I can see him in cute pink clothing with garter belts and stockings and sleeves covering his hands, etc etc etc. Whimpering, hair in bows and pigtails, all cute 'n shit.
Another part of me says he's just so vanilla when hey subs and it's bc he doesn't prefer subbing. He really only subs when you either A) ask him to so you can experiment, or B) he needs you to blow him. :)
Definitely a moaner tho. <3
Seungmin :
An actual dog, bro.
Growls, bites, even spits at you sometimes. A brat, fr! Buuuuut if you put him in his place then he's sooooo compliant and whimpering like the good puppy he is.~
The type to hump your leg if you deny him his needs, biting at your thighs and even eating you out with long licks to get your attention until you flip him over 'n suffocate him by sitting on his face. <3
Jeongin :
I really don't see him as submissive,,,, ever. So I'm gonna say he's really only submissive when he's by himself.
Has definitely used toys before on himself, has taken it up the ass. Did enjoy it but won't admit it aloud bc he's too shy. <3 But !!!
He did let you in on his secret a lil later on, and now if you ask reaaaaaally nicely and have it all planned out, he might let you peg him until he cries. <3 (Face down ass up Innie?? MMMMM)
#skz imagine#skz x reader#stray kids x reader#skz smut#bangchan smut#lee know smut#Changbin smut#Hyunjin smut#Han Jisung smut#lee Felix smut#seungmin smut#Jeongin smut#stray kids smut
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( đ )Â THEY ENTERTAIN ANOTHER WOMAN FOR TOO LONG
synopsis: instead of them being jealous, this time you are because of their attention being focused on someone else đ€§
characters: zoro, luffy & sanji!
warnings: female terms used in zoro's & sanji's <3, nicknames + swearing, angst for sanji
mei's note: my previous post had an accidental angsty ending for luffy so i'll be posting a happy one soon! <3
ⶠ@ahseyy request: ... And i have this idea đ€§ we had that the OP boys are jealous, sooooo obviously we need that Yn is jealous! ...
â "they're just friends!" usopp's words kept ringing in your mind as you stare at ZORO and his ex-girlfriend.. you and the rest of the strawhat crew had stopped sailing, planning to settle a bit on the island you came across. oh, how you deeply regret telling luffy that "this seems like a good place for us to stay in and regain our energy!" now you're stuck witnessing this situation play out, having you completely engrossed in it.
â usopp, having a sixth sense for drama, immediately noticed the lack of your presence as a result of you spying observing zoro and his ex.
â "are you done spying on your boyfriend?" he chuckles seeing your startled expression. "i'm not spying on him! i'm just-" you see her playfully slap his bicep, earning a displeased look on your face. "why is he even speaking to her for so long? it's not like they left at the best terms.." you blurt out, sighing after seeing usopp's sly smirk.
â you know he thinks you're an obsessively jealous person, but you can't find it in you to care because there she goes touching him again! the worst of it all is that zoro doesn't seem to be bothered by it.. your eyebrows furrow as you keep witnessing them smiling way too much, standing way too close, being way too touchy, and the worst of all; they're talking way too soft for you to eavesdrop!
"that's it, i'm going over there!" you utter annoyed, dropping the mop you were holding for the past 15 minutes, having made little to no progress at cleaning the ship's floor. usopp, taken aback, dashes to stand in front of you, blocking the exit of the ship. "are you out of your mind? don't you understand you'll be labeled as the most controlling girlfriend ever?! just- sit this confrontation out alright?" he let's out a sigh of relief, feeling he prevented a major fight to go down, not only between you and zoro, but possibly also between you and zoro's ex..
usopp was right, you know he was, but you couldn't bother thinking straight while you were still seeing that woman being handsy with your man. fuming, you gaze at the two, loathing the almost non-existent space there was between them. "i'm so done," you mutter upset. "please take over cleaning for me today, usopp.." you left to your room and plopped down on your bed, trying to put all your intrusive thoughts to rest.
but of course you couldn't after having seen that interaction between the two. were you exaggerating? was this normal? is it wrong for you to feel this way? this fuming feeling is causing you so much distress. it's like your thoughts are eating you up from the inside. you don't want to feel this way, like you're the one at fault, like you're not enough, like you'll never be enough.. right after that thought crept up out of the darkest pits of your brain, you heard a knock on your, now locked, bedroom door. "baby? you alright?.. why's the door locked-? baby?" you recognize zoro's voice immediately, mentally being stuck between picking the easy choice: ignoring him and bottling up your feelings, or the hard one: facing him and talk to him about your current thoughts..
unbeknownst to you, you unconsciously chose the former option. you open the door and look him in his eyes, hiding as much of your feelings possible. "what?" he furrows his brows, confused by your cold welcome before he remembers usopp warning him you weren't in a good mood because of his overfriendly encounter with his ex. "is this about her?" he chuckles before shaking his head slightly, in disbelief you'd be this bothered by someone from his past. "so what if it is?! is it so weird for me to be upset some woman is being all handsy with you?! and is it suprising that i got bothered even more by you not minding her touching you? is it that weird, zoro? 'cause if it is, please, do tell me!" you blurt out, almost all in one breath, before slamming the door shut.
you weren't planning on letting it out, you didn't want to bother, assuming he'd just brush it off as you exaggerating.. you didn't expect him to open the door you aggressively slammed in his face, so soon. you didn't expect him to, when he saw you leant on the wall with furrowed brows and a trembling upper lip, grab you by the waist and pull you closer to him, so close there was barely anything between you at all.. and least of all did you expect him to grab your chin, raising it so you looked him in the eyes while he told you "if i gave one shit about her, would i be here right now? tell me, if i didn't care about you at all, then why would i tell her i'm not interested in getting back together with her when she asked? why would i tell her i finally found someone that i want to spend the rest of my life with? shit, as cheesy as it sounds, it's true, baby.. i can't imagine being with anyone else except you. so please, don't you get jealous about girls i don't give a damn about."
you send him a soft smile, leaning your forehead on him. "don' know who told you i was jealous.. but you got to get better sources 'cause i for sure wasn't jealous.." zoro scoffs letting out a "yeah, right."
â needless to say you two made up and cuddled for the rest of the day.
â that would be the end.. but of course usopp had to bug you.. "hey! i took over your cleaning today, so you better take over mine for the next week.." usopp pleaded, with both his hands on his hips. "out." zoro mumbled into your neck, expecting him to comply instantly. "but-!" usopp began to bicker, before getting interrupted by zoro. "now." you accidentally let out a giggle, swiftly moving your hand to cover your mouth right after. "whatever! i will be back, considering this debt!" with that usopp leaves the room, leaving you two alone, enjoying the comfortable silence.
â SANJI is a womanizer, that's no shocking discovery. you've know about this fact since the moment you met him. he was charming you up while asking everyone's drinks and then he went off, flirting with another woman on his way back to the kitchen. that moment you learned that this was sanji. but there's also the caring sanji that'd make you a warm soup when you're sick, tending to your needs yet still somehow find away to make you blush whilst laughing with him. in addition to the caring sanji, there also is the determined sanji; whenever he'd speak about finding the all blue, and all the meals he would cook, all the different fish he would see, you could swear you saw his eyes glistening with adoration and resolve. further, intellectual sanji heavily plays a role in your daily life; happily helping you with mundane chores to the most exciting adventures you and your fellow strawhats go on. he fills you in on books he's read, food he's cooked, ingredients he's used, products he's bought and much more!
â you could go on and on, daydreaming of all sanji's positive personality traits, but you're all time favorite would have to be considerate sanji.. the way he could immediately sense from you that you weren't feeling like your usual self still amazes you. how he always chooses the right moments to bring you a freshly brewed cup of tea with your favorite desert right next to it, which you have know idea how he had the time nor ingredients for. how he treats you like a princes and tells you how much you mean to him in so many different ways when you feel absolutely miserable. and, oh, how he always knows when to embrace you tightly and whisper sweet nothings into your ear, until it becomes numb.
â so with all that, you accepted him being a womanizer, having the seemingly perpetuous habits of bantering with other women. you always wondered if he'd stop flirting with so many women if you asked him to.. but then the thought that you two were nothing and wouldn't be anything else than friends hit you.
â nevertheless, seeing his cheeky smile being sent to some random woman, seeing him subtly sling his arm around her waist as he guids her to the dance floor, seeing him lean closer to her every minute, it was killing you, no more like slowly scraping you from the inside, the bottled up pain waiting for you to finally burst open.
you've been eyeing them the whole night, not once taking your eyes off of them or bothering to answer usopp's rants with more than a 'mhm,' or a 'hmm'. "have you listened to a word i said?!" usopp voiced suddenly, turning the strawhats' complete attention to you. "mhm.." absent-minded, you nod hearing him say something, but not comprehending the words he spoke.
"see, told you she wasn't paying attention," usopp leaned back against his seat after pulling up his shoulders, indicating he was right about you not paying attention to what anyone was saying. zoro, being the one seated next to you, tapped your shoulder, earning a "hm?" from you. getting annoyed by your negligence, he shifted his gaze to the direction you were looking in, finally understanding what the issue was.
to clarify your absent-mindness, zoro nudged his head towards sanji and his date. his date, who was sat on his lap at this point, making the knot in your stomach grow substantially. seeing his arm wrap around her hips as she leaned on him was your final stroke, your last straw. it was your breaking point.. you've reached, no, you've long surpassed your limit for these shenanigans, but right now, this very moment you finally break.
you suddenly feel a rush of tears burn your eyes, overwhelmed with your thoughts and emotional distress. you jump up, hurriedly leaving the club room you were in, not wanting anyone to see you in your current state. you desperately search for a private area where you can cry yourself out of this situation without having people judge you. but you notice the whole place is packed with couples who can't keep their hands off of each other, except the balcony, so you shakingly make your way to the cold space.
all of a sudden, you hear someone's heavy breathing behind you. "darling? what's the matter? what happened?!" sanji. he asks you breathlessly, due to him running after you. you quickly tried to wipe your tears away, but they kept coming! making you feel even more hysterical. "hey, hey now -" sanji notices your crying, he turns you around, his arms moving from your arms down to your waist, pulling you closer to him. "talk to me, sweetheart.. please, just talk to me.." he pleads, moving his face closer to yours.
"i- i can't- do- it!" you babbled in-between sobs. "what, darling? who did this to you?" sanji moves his hands to your cheeks, pulling your face to his, carefully. "you..! you're killing me!" he furrows his brows in confusion. once you calmed down, you slowly tore one of his hands off your face. "i can't keep seeing you with others, sanji.. it really fucking hurts! i- i just can't-" you push him away a little, "i can't keep bottling it up sanji.. i'm done.."
â he didn't even mean to.. he was just being friendly, he was cracking jokes, making sure she was feeling calm and at peace, he asked sanji to get her something to snack, he was being luffy..
â normally, you'd swoon over him whenever he'd be in this caring mood of his. but not this time, no. this time, you were close to glowing green out of envy. you shouldn't be feeling this way, you know that. you trust luffy with your everything! it just hits you in the wrong place whenever he leans towards her when she speaks. it's like you can feel your heart cramp up each time she looks up at him and smiles, receiving his usual toothy grin in return.
â she was lost, abandoned at sea by her very own family. at least that's the bit you picked from usopp dramatically narrating her lifestory. is it heartless that all you could think of was that you hoped, the strawhats and you would drop her off at the very next island, wish her luck with her life, and continue your journeys? knowing luffy, that's the last thing that would happen. no, it's not even on the list of things he would ever consider! your thoughts made you feel absolutely terrible. you weren't a bad person, so why were you being so uncaring towards this poor girl who had lost so much? envy. jealousy can bring out the absolute worst in people. the lowest of a person's nature gets drawn out someone. and that someone now, was you.
you tried to stay away from her, not wanting to accidentally lash out. you felt bad for her, you did, but you also how far you could go, when jealousy takes apart in decision-making. so you avoid her, and just like that, you were also avoiding luffy. because for some reason, he was always near her, always. it's like he was scared she'd run away?
luffy noticed. but he didn't know the reason you were avoiding her. he's always optimistic and cheerful, so everyone expects him to always be exactly that, except you. you were there for him, allowing him to have bad days. he didn't have to hide his feelings or emotions. it was a relief for him to find someone like you, someone he lived so dearly, who lived him back just as much. it was refreshing, calming, delightful. what happened? what did he do? was he too much? or did he do too little to show you he cares so much, that he'd give you the world if you asked for it. he'd go to the moon and back for you. he doesn't know how, but he'd find a way. and now he lost you? that can't be true. it can't. he won't accept it!
that's how you got in your current situation; his face was buried in the crook of your neck, his hands holding you tightly by your waist, mumbling something about how good you smell.
you had told him the reason you were avoiding was because of your sudden jealousy. he laughed for a good 10 minutes about how ridiculous you were to think of something like that! but in his mind, oh, how relieved he was that you weren't avoiding him because you fell out of love with him. it was because you were too in love with him..
â you two ended up having a picnic on deck, trying to keep usopp and chopper away from your neatly set up meals prepared by sanji (duh)
â luffy kept teasing you about how jealous you were and that you love him too much for your own good. acting like he wasn't on the verge of being a crying mess because he thought he lost you đ
â he kept giving you nose tip smooches while telling you you'll never lose him <3
MEI'S NOTE: so, uhm yeah sanji's part was definitely something...
... hope you enjoyed!! <3
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4 times luke wanted to kiss you and the 1 time he did.
pairing(s): luke hughes x fem!reader
summary: 4 times luke wanted to kiss you and the 1 time he did.
warning(s): absolutely none. pure sweet fluff.
wc: 2.1k
an: hi loves!!! back with another Luke fic...are we surprised? I'm a big fan of this little prompt, I was stuck between writing this for 3 different players, so I had google pick a number between 1-3 and 3 was Luke so here we are!! I love writing for luke, especially, cute and soft luke. more coming very soon!! I hope you guys enjoyed, like and reblog if you do! much love as always.
happy reading <3
1.
The first time Luke saw you, he thought he had experienced love at first sight. He was running late to practice, waking up only 5 minutes before he had to be there. quickly throwing on random clothes, slipping on his shoes and running out of his dorm at lightning speed.Â
Not paying attention to his surroundings, his only focus was getting to practice on time to avoid having to do extra drills on the ice, given to him by his coach. Just as Luke turns the corner, he feels something or another person slam against his chest. Quickly pulling back to see the prettiest girl he's ever seen on the ground, with her books surrounding her.Â
âOh my gosh. I'm so so sorry '' Luke gushes out to the nameless girl in front of him. Quickly reaching down to help her grab her books.Â
âIts okay, i should have watched where i was goingâ she says softly
âNo it was completely my fault, I was in a rush, '' Luke says, offering a hand to help pull the girl from the ground.
âOh, thank youâ she says smiling as he takes his offering hand. Getting up, she brushes herself off before looking up at Luke, who's holding her books tightly in his hands. The pair staring at each other before Luke clears his throat, suddenly remembering he has a practice to get to, that's definitely late for now.
âHere's your booksâ he says handing her the stack, âagain I'm so sorry for crashing into youâ he finishes.Â
âIt's okay, things happen. No worriesâ she says, pushing a piece of hair behind her ears as she looks up at him.
âI'm really sorry to cut this short, but I have to go to practice, which I'm already late for..â he says, Luke's voice trailing off in embarrassment.Â
âOh! Of course! You better runâ she giggles outÂ
âI'll see you around!â he shouts out as he begins to jog away from her.Â
âMy name's y/n!â he hears her shout from behind himÂ
âLuke!â he yells back to her, turning around quickly to find her standing there with a smile on her face, sending her one last wave.Â
Luke couldn't help but have the same smile on his face as he ran the rest of the way to practice.
 Not caring about the ear full he was going to get from his teammates, and coach, or the drills he was going to have to do after practice. The only thing on his mind was you. wanting to know more about you, and maybe, but maybe how it felt to kiss you.Â
2.Â
Ever since Luke ran into you, 5 months ago, it's like gravity had forced you two together. Luke immediately looked you up on instagram the same night, following you instantly, hoping he'd have the chance to talk to you again.Â
It seemed like god heard his wish, because now here is he with you in a spirit halloween as you guys try and find matching costumes for a halloween party, that you two had gotten invited to last minute. Â
âLuke, what about this one?â you ask, holding up an adult sized mario costume.Â
âAbsolutely notâÂ
âWhy not?? I think this fits youâ you say gigglingÂ
âWAIT. I have a better option.â turning around on your heel, picking up another costume, âLuke you are sooooo luigiâ she says laughing
âWhy do you hate me?â he says, rubbing his hands over his face.Â
âI do not! Stop being dramaticâ yn sighs, âyou've hated every option I've shown to you, this is the best option we have so far. If you don't want to go, just say soâÂ
The sound of your tone, towards the last part of the sentence is enough to make luke lift his head up in confusion.Â
âWoah woah. I never said I didn't want to go, I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like thatâ he says, his hand finding your arm pulling it slightly, so you look up at him.Â
âI'll love and wear anything you choose for me. Hell, I'll even wear a paper bag, if that makes you happyâ he says, looking into your eyes.Â
âReally?âÂ
âYes really, now let's be the best mario and luigi the worlds ever seenâÂ
A smile spreads over your face, as you register his words, Luke can't help but get lost in your eyes, the plump of your lips, taking in every part of you, as you look up at him.Â
Not caring if you were in the middle of an aisle in spirit halloween, in that moment luke really wanted to kiss you.Â
3.Â
Luke's hands couldn't help but shake as he sat on the couch with his brothers, today was the day. A day that could change his life for forever, the NHL draft. Everything heâs done, all of the blood sweat and tears he put into the sport, that he considered his life. it all came down to, today.Â
The pressure of following in his brother's footsteps, wanting to be as good, even better than them. to play at the same level as them, had always been a goal of his. Now that heâs finally here, he can't help but be scared of what's to come.Â
The lights and cameras are making it harder for him to calm his nerves, he knows heâll get drafted, he knows he's good at what he does, but is he good enough for the NHL?Â
His heart starts to beat even faster as the devils are about to select their pick for the draft, it would be a dream come through to be able to play with one his brothers. When they call his name, Luke can't help but be in complete shock. His family, and friends are all cheering and yelling around him. He can feel Jack jumping beside him yelling in his ear, as he stands up. Hugging his family, cheering with his friends.Â
Turning around he sees you standing with his friends, cheering and clapping for him, seeing a few tears fall down your face, looking at him with the biggest smile on your face. Luke begins making his way to you, weaving through the crowd of people that separate you two.Â
When he finally reaches you, your arms instantly wrap around him, his arms finding your waist as he pulls you off your feet, spinning you around before sitting back down you.Â
âI'm so so proud of you lukeâ you say with a wide smile on your face
âI wouldn't have been able to do it without you, thank you for standing by my sideâÂ
âThere's no one else I'd rather cheer for than you,â you say, running your hand across his cheek. Luke couldn't help but feel a rush of heat spread through his body, as you touched his face. Wanting nothing more than to pull you into him, because he really really wanted to kiss you.Â
4.Â
With the hockey season coming to an end for the devils, after a rough year, luke wanted nothing more than to be in michigan away from all things hockey. Most importantly he wanted to be around you, only seeing you about 5 times a year was taking a toll on him. He missed you more than heâd admit, so when he had asked you to come to the lake house for two weeks during the summer, it was an offer she couldn't turn down.Â
Pulling up the Hughes lake house was like a dream come true. The bright sun hitting ynâs skin, taking in the smell of the lake and the view around her, the summer breeze blowing on her face. As yn makes her way to the trunk of her car, she hears the front door open, turning around to see Luke running towards her with a smile on his face. Pulling her into a bone crushing hug as soon as he reaches her, your body feeling like home against his.Â
âI cant believe youre actually hereâ luke says looking down at her
âWell you invited me, of course I'd be here. I wouldn't trade it for the world.âÂ
âI missed you so muchâ he says softly leaning down loser to her face
âI missed you more lukeâ yn counters, their faces are so close together that luke can feel yn breath fanning his face, from each breath she takes.Â
Just as he's about to connect their lips together, he can hear Quinn and Jack run out the door, interrupting their almost kiss. Luke pulled away quickly, before his brothers could see.Â
âLOOK WHO IT IS '' Jack shouts to yn, before jogging over bringing her into a hug.Â
âSo glad you're finally here, moosey here has been whining about how much he missed you.â Quinn teases him, wrapping his arm around ynâs neck pulling her towards the house, as both him and Jack begin to talk her ear off.Â
âHey! That's not fair you're taking my guest away from me "Luke shouts to him, a slight pout paints his lips and he watches them walk away with you.
âOh suck it up lover boy, you'll see her everyday for two weeks straight.'' Jack quips at him as they head into the house.Â
Luke lets out a loud sigh in response, turning around to grab her bags out of the car. Thinking only a few minutes ago, you guys were so close, so close. Luke really wants to kiss you, and he doesn't know much longer he can go without it.Â
1+
Luke thinks he's going crazy, being around you for a little over a week during the heat of summer, seeing you walk around and tiniest swimsuits, and barely any actual clothing, was beginning to play tricks on his mind, or maybe it was the heat he couldn't tell. But what he did know was it was getting harder and harder each day to not pull your lips against his.Â
Everyone always seemed to be in the way of Luke getting you alone, so he can tell you how he feels. Whether it was his brothers, his friends or family, something always got in his way, and he's had enough of it.Â
âLuke, do you wanna go on a walk?â yn asks standing in the doorway of the kitchen as luke grabs a bottle of water from the fridge
âYeah of course, let me grab my shoesâ he says smiling at her
Turning around, Luke makes his way to the front door, slipping on a pair of beat air forces, âready?â he calls to yn.Â
âI amâ she says, trailing behind him as he heads out the door.Â
They walk in silence for a few moments, before Luke breaks the silence that surrounds him, âis everything okay?â he asksÂ
âYes everything is fine, I just wanted to be around you alone. I feel like I've seen you, but not at the same time?âÂ
âI definitely get that, I just want you all to myself.â luke respondsÂ
âYou must really like me huh?âÂ
âMore than you even knowâ Luke says before he can catch himself, his words causing her to stop dead in her tracks, turning to look at him.
âWhat do you meanâ yn asksÂ
âI-i like youâ luke quickly saysÂ
âI like you too lukeâÂ
âNo yn, I mean I like you, I love you. I've loved you for the past 2 years, ever since I ran into you. You know the first thing i thought when i saw you was gosh this girl is so beautiful. I was so tempted to skip practice, just to talk to you more. I'm sorry it's taken me so long to admit that you '' he finishes, ynâs eyes wide as she looks at him.Â
Luke can feel his heart almost beating out of his chest as he waits for her response.Â
âWhat do you want to do right now?â she asksÂ
âWhat?â luke asks confused by her questionÂ
âWhat do you want to do right now luke.â she asks again, her eyes still locked with hisÂ
âI'd really like to kiss youâ he says slowly
âWhat's stopping you?â she says, with a small smile on her face
Luke wastes no time leaning down and connecting their lips together, her lips are warm against his, as they move together. His hands are on her hips, pulling her closer to him, as their lips continue to move together as one. Pulling back, Luke rests his forehead against hers as they catch the beaches looking at each other.Â
âI love youâ yn says softly, luke cant help but smile at her words, before connecting their lips back together again.Â
Because all that luke hughes wanted to was kiss the girl that he was in love with, and this time he was.Â
#nhl fanfiction#nhl hockey#nhl imagine#nhl x reader#nhl fic#new jersey devils#luke hughes x reader#luke hughes fluff#luke hughes fic#luke hughes imagine#lh43
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This Little Love of Ours
Three times Paige and Azzi didn't go on a date and the one time they did
(In which an alternate universe writer finally returns to writing things in the real universe)
Pairing: Paige Bueckers X Azzi Fudd
Themes: Fluff and Angst
Words: 5.4K (sighs in *this was meant to be 2K* words)
TW: Light swearing, alludes to sexual content
A/N: Hi lovelies, I'm backkkk!! Gonna keep this short and sweet but this is basically me combining a bunch of prompts/requests into one. There's some creative liberty taken with logistics and as per usual, the editing exists but so do my typos. As always, let me know what you liked and what you didn't, as well as anything you'd like to see going foreward. Happy Juneteenth and I hope y'all have a lovely rest of your week <3
we were just kids (when we fell in love)
The streets of Minsk, Belarus are bursting with light and colour, the summer breeze enveloping the two girls walking riverside as they giggle over everything and nothing. Theyâre breaking curfew plus a hundred other rules right now and if one of their coaches ever found out, theyâd be as good as dead. But thereâs something about being out in the open with Azzi, being able to delicately brush palms and not worry about her jolting away in fear of being seen, that has Paige ready to be reckless.Â
Itâs been a year of learning Azzi, a year of discovering the little things that make her smile, a year of memorising the intricate stories that make her who she is. And Paige hides all these little details in a little treasure chest in the corner of her heart, bringing them out like little drops of lights when Azziâs not by her side, and the darkness feels all-consuming. The thing is, Paige has never been attached to someone like this before, never felt like there was another half she needed to feel whole. Sheâd been an independent child, walls of steel barricading anyone from getting a glimpse into her vulnerability. For a long time, sheâd been fine just living in the façade of being fine. But then sheâd met Azzi. And all the walls had gone crashing down and it was okay not to be okay, because now while she held the weight of world, there was somebody there to hold her too.Â
âPaigeeee,â Azzi squeals with delight, eyes fixated on a van across the road, âthereâs an ice cream truck.â
Paige doesnât get time to react before sheâs being pulled along, the wind tornadoing around her body. And yet she feels warm and fuzzy inside, like thereâs a blanket with Azziâs name knitted into it, wrapped around her heart.Â
âIâll have the strawberry please,â Azzi smiles politely at the ice cream vendor, eyes sparkling with excitement, âP what are you getting?â
Paige grins, knowing her order is about to earn her a patented eye roll, âIâll have the mint choc chip please.â
âYouâre so weird,â the younger girl scrunches up her face and Paige suddenly has the urge to kiss her nose.Â
They both know that theyâre living inbetween blurred lines, on a trapeze balanced between friends and something more. It had been a whispered conversation of have you ever kissed a girl? do you wanna kiss a girl? do you wanna kiss me? that had led to a kiss Paige swears can never be topped, but they hadnât spoken about it again. With them living in separate states, it had been easy to ignore that, that had ever even happened, both of them skilled players at the game of pretend. But itâs different now theyâre back in each otherâs orbit and every touch seems to linger on Paigeâs skin long after Azziâs hands have left her own.Â
âYou have no taste. Itâs sooooo good,â Paige chides, making a show of licking her ice cream. When she looks at Azzi, sheâs not expecting the way the shooting guardâs eyes have glazed over, fixated on Paigeâs lips as she swallows nervously. An unfamiliar shiver tickles down Paigeâs skin as they stand in silence, the air thick with a new tension.Â
âItâs green,â Azzi says finally, voice coming out breathless, âthatâs enough for me to know it tastes bad.â
âDonât knock it til you taste it,â the blond holds out her cone as an invitation.Â
When Azzi steps into Paige space, much closer than needed, sheâs expecting Azzi to take the cone. Sheâs expecting that familiar jolt of electricity when their hands accidentally brush. Instead she feels herself being mesmerised by Azziâs face getting closer and closer til she can feel the younger girlâs breath fanning her face. She gulps, as Azzi presses her lips to the corner of Paigeâs mouth, tongue darting out for the briefest of seconds before sheâs pulling away. And despite the cool of the ice cream, every part of Paige feels like itâs burning.Â
âI was wrong. Guess it tastes pretty good,â Azzi whispers, biting her lip.Â
âYou-I-what-â Paige splutters, struggling to form a coherent thought.Â
Azzi giggles, clearly proud of herself âPaige Bueckers speechless? Who thought Iâd ever see the day?â
âYouâre a fucking menace.â
âAnd proud of it.â
Thereâs the clichĂ©d spring in Paigeâs step as they continue to walk by the river. She shifts her ice cream cone to her left hand, letting the other one entangle with Azziâs fingers. Itâs nothing, the most mundane of things to hold her best friendâs hand, but it feels exhilarating, like itâs the start of something special. Determined, she tugs on Azziâs hand to pull them to a stop. The Minsk waterfront dazzles behind them but Paige swears nothingâs glowing brighter than two of them in this moment.Â
âWhy are we stopping?â Azzi asks, eyebrows raised quizzically.Â
Paige smirks, a new surge of confidence taking birth in her stomach, âI wanted to try your ice cream too. You got a taste of mine, itâs only fair I get a taste of yours.âÂ
âIs that so?â Azzi hums, pressing herself against Paige, âtoo bad it seems like Iâve finished my cone then.â
âYeah too fucking bad,â Paige agrees before crashing her lips against Azziâs.Â
***
Paige is exhausted at breakfast the next morning, barely registering the conversations that are buzzing around her. Her eyes are drooping from the lack of sleep and thereâs a dull pounding in her head but she has no regrets. Last night had been everything. She can still feel every moment pulsating through her veins, her heart beating to the rhythm of Azzi Azzi Azzi. The younger girl hasnât appeared for breakfast yet and Paige is itching to see her. Theyâve been separated for barely a couple of hours, reluctantly heading to their own rooms after theyâd gotten back, and Paige swears sheâd missed the girl even in her sleep.Â
âYou got back late last night,â Cameron teases, sticking out a fork of fruit in Paigeâs direction, âyou two must have had a good time.â
âYeah,â thereâs a rare shyness in Paigeâs tone, âyeah we had a great time.â
âOooh are we talking about Paige and Azziâs date last night?â Aliyah cuts in, a smirk playing on her lips.Â
âIt wasnât a date,â Paige counters, suddenly feeling oddly defensive âit- it was nothing.â
Cam raises an eyebrow, âit seemed like a date.âÂ
âWell it wasnât. It definitely was not a date.â
âYou guys heard her,â Azzi's voice makes Paige freeze, something akin to guilt pooling in her stomach, âit definitely was not a date.â
Cam and Aaliyah raise their hands in surrender, turning back to whatever conversation they were engaged in before. Paige gulps as Azzi sits down in the empty spot next to her, body rigid.Â
âI didnât- I didnât mean it like that-â
âPaige itâs fine. I get it.â
âYou- you do?â Paige doesn't entirely know how Azzi can get it, not when Paige doesnât even really get it herself.Â
Azzi shrugs with fake nonchalance, âyeah, yeah I do and itâs okay. Youâre right. It wasnât a date.â
And it wasnât. At least not by name. Paige knows that. Apparently Azzi knows it too. But everything about that feels wrong. Underneath the table, their hands intertwine subconsciously. Neither of them react. Neither of them pull away. Itâs the start of something unspoken, something complicated, something beautiful and fragile and so, so volatile, something thatâll take them years to understand.
2. this all or nothing way of loving (got me sleeping without you)
paige bueckers has posted a new story to her close friendsÂ
Azzi fights the twitch in her hand that wants to reach out and grab her phone when that notification flashes on her screen. She musters up another fake smile at her date, hoping the girl in front of her hasnât noticed the change in her demeanour. Itâs ridiculous the way her body reacts to the most simple things when it comes to Paige. She hates it, hates the way it seems like she has no control over herself when it comes to the blonde.Â
âDo you need to get that?â Anika asks, voice sweet as honey as she smiles at AzziÂ
âNo, no itâs just an insta notification. Nothing important. You were saying,â Azzi brushes it off, trying to keep her voice nonchalant. Anika seems satisfied with that as she returns back to telling Azzi about something her sister had done. Fidgeting in her seat, Azzi tries her hardest to keep her focus on the brunette, but her mind is whirring with curiosity about what Paige might have posted.Â
The opportunity presents itself a couple of minutes laters, when Anika slides out of her seat to go to the bathroom. Itâs a little embarrassing how quickly Azzi beelines for her phone, clicking on Paigeâs story and immediately wishing she hadnât. Anger and jealousy tighten their grip on her as sheâs met with a picture of a caramel skinned, curly haired girl smiling at the camera, staring at Paige behind it, with that oh so familiar look of adoration. The text on the image reads in good company and Azzi feels bile rising up her throat. And sheâs not allowed to feel this way, not when she and Paige had both agreed to turn their something into nothing but every day since that decision has felt a little bit like someone twisting a dagger into her heart, piercing further and further until she has no more blood left to bleed.Â
She doesnât notice Anikaâs made her way back until she feels a warm hand on her shoulder, looking up to find concerned green eyes staring down at her, âyou okay?â
âYeah,â Azzi nods with a sense of calm she doesnât feel, âyou okay with me showing you off a bit?â
Itâs a dangerous game sheâs about to play, one of jealous retaliation that she knows will only make her feel better for a brief second before all the pain will flood back. But she reaches for her phone anyways, fighting the voices of logic and reason (that sound oddly similar to Colleen) in her head and instead giving into impulse. Anika beams at the camera, throwing up a peace sign, and Azziâs heart stutters with guilt at how sincere her smile is. She snaps the picture, captioning it with date night <3 and clicks post to close friends. Her heart beats erratically as she places her phone back on the table, trying to tune back into Anikaâs conversation. It takes approximately three minutes for her phone to flash again.
paige bueckers has posted a new story to her close friendsÂ
This time Azzi doesnât bother fighting the urge to look, a new adrenaline pumping through her veins. Itâs a mirror selfie this time. The girl has her back pressed against Paigeâs front as they pose in front of the bathroom mirror. Paige has one hand holding her phone while the other is sprawled against the other girlâs waist, where a silver belly button piercing shimmers against tan skin. Thereâs no text this time, just a red heart and that Paige-shaped hole in Azziâs heart is starting to get larger and larger.Â
âYou wanna take a walk?â Azzi asks Anika, tearing her eyes away from the phone, âitâs nice outside.â
Anika smiles, rising from her seat and holding out a hand that Azzi gladly takes. It would be easier, Azzi thinks, if she could just fall in love with this girl. Someone less complicated, someone who had less power over her, someone who was here. But itâs a futile dream, her heart is spoken for and Azzi doesnât think sheâll ever get it back.Â
It's a beautiful winter night outside and thereâs a pretty girl holding her hand. Thatâs all Azzi should be thinking about. Instead, her mind is stuck on the image from before and itâs that vision, welded behind her eyelids, that has her taking a picture of her and Anikaâs intertwined hands. As she types out the caption, one that feels way too deep for a first date, Azzi canât help but roll her eyes at herself. She canât remember the last time sheâd posted a story, let alone two in a row and now here she is, posting inauthentic story after story to win a losing game.Â
paige bueckers has posted a new story to her close friendsÂ
This time thereâs at least 10 minutes before Azziâs phone flashes with that notification again. Next to Azzi, Anika lets out a sigh, starting to become less amiable to the idea of her date constantly checking her phone. Azzi shoots her an apologetic look before her expression quickly turns stone cold at seeing the new picture. Itâs a haphazardly taken, slightly pixelated, photo of Paige smiling and the girl kissing her cheek. And if Azzi was in any mood to analyse just a little further sheâd notice that Paigeâs smile doesnât quite reach her eyes, isnât quite as wide as her real one. But thereâs green fog clouding her judgement as she seethes internally, Anikaâs soft touch doing nothing to calm her down. Tapping on Paigeâs profile, Azzi fingers hover over the three dots on the upper left, as her petty side begins to take over.Â
And then she hits block.Â
***
âHow was your date?â Paigeâs mocking voice rings throughout Azziâs childhood bedroom at almost 2 in the morning. She shouldnât have answered the facetime call, shouldâve held out for longer than just three missed calls and twelve angry texts. But Azzi has long realised that sheâs putty when it comes to Paige.Â
âHowâs your girlfriend,â Azzi bites back.Â
âSheâs not my girlfriend.â
âRight,â Azzi draws out the word with an eyeroll, âhowâs your fuck buddy then?â
Paige closes her eyes, rubbing her temples. When she opens them, the angry hard-to-read Paige that sheâs been dealing with for the last month is replaced by Azziâs soft, sweet and vulnerable Paige. Being apart after having been together all through lockdown has been harder than either of them could have imagined. Theyâd just assumed it would be easy when Paige finally left for UConn, after all most of their relationship had been built while living in different states. But somewhere in between workouts at 6 am and movie nights with Azziâs family, theyâd gotten used to living in each otherâs skin, forgetting just how difficult it was to be apart from each other. Â
âI miss you,â Paige whispers, âall the time. I canât wait til youâre here.â
I miss you too, so much that sometimes itâs the only thing I feel, Azzi thinks and really itâs what she should say, instead the bitterness wins out, âwhy? So I can see you and that girl being all coupley in person instead of just on instagram?â
âThatâs not fair, Azzi. You said you wanted to be just friends for now. You said I should try with other people and now you wanna throw that back in my face?â
âIt was mutual-â
âBullshit,â Paige sneers, âdonât try and put that shit on me. You made the decision and I just went along with it.â
âWell maybe you shouldnât have then,â Azzi says exasperatedly, blinking her eyes rapidly to keep tears threatening to fall at bay. They fall into silence, staring at each other through the screen with identical expressions of only you can hurt me, only you can heal me. Azzi wishes she could reach through her phone, pull Paige into her world and melt into the older girl.
âWhat do you want from me Az?â Paige asks softly.Â
I just want you, Azzi thinks miserably. She wants to be beg Paige to end things with that other girl, wants Paige to tell her not go on anymore dates, want to go back to being something, but she canât, not when sheâs convinced herself that they need do this, go through a phase of being nothing, so that they can be everything someday. This whole idea had taken birth in her head out of the fear that this- the two of them not knowing anything but each other- would eventually lead to resentment, that they- that Paige- would wake up one day and realise there was so much more the world had to offer. So now Azziâs playing the long game, trying to believe in the clichĂ©d year old adage that you have to let the people you love go, and if they come back, theyâre yours. And she hopes against hope that Paige will come back, because Azzi doesn't think sheâll survive anything else.Â
âIâm sorry,â Azzi whispers, instead of voice the other thoughts dancing on the tip of her tongue, âIâm sorry Iâm being unfair.â
Paigeâs eyes soften, âcan we just- can we just talk about something else?â
And they do. They talk all night about everything and nothing, falling asleep to the sound of each otherâs breathing. Itâs that same nightly routine neither of them can fall asleep without. Because even if theyâre both drowning in a sea of unspoken words, at least theyâre sinking together, perhaps thereâs some comfort in that.Â
3. you make me smile (please stay for a while now)
Azzi stares at her reflection in the mirror for what feels like the thousandth time. Sheâs a bundle of nervous energy as she pats down her neatly ironed mini-skirt, adjusting her already perfectly-set crop top. Itâs a little bit like how she feels before stepping on the court, dizzy with both nerves and excitement in anticipation. By all technicalities, this isnât their first date. Thereâs probably friends and family who would argue this is closer to be their millionth or so date but nothing has ever been official. It just means more.Â
She jumps a little when the doorbell rings at exactly 7 p.m. sharp, taking in a deep breath, before she opens the door. Paige stands outside in black pants with a black crop top and a multicolor cardigan, and a bouquet of pink roses in her hands. It takes Azzi about two seconds to realise that somethingâs wrong. Paigeâs eyes are a feverish red and her smile is tired; itâs her all too familiar Paige is sick demeanour that Azziâs quick to recognize after years of having seen it. The blonde opens her mouth to say something and instead all that comes out is a series of loud sneezes.Â
âOh baby,â Azzi gives her a sympathetic smile, reaching out to feel Paigeâs forehead and then narrowing her head when she feels the heat, âP-â
âIâm fine,â Paige cuts her off, her voice gravelly, âjust allergies.â
Azzi crosses her arms, knowing sheâs about to deal with a petulant child, âI donât think so. Youâre clearly sick.â
âI donât-,â Paige tries to disguise the cough in between her sentences, â-get sick.â
âSure you donât,â Azzi nods, as she tugs Paige inside, grabbing the flowers and setting them aside. Paige lets out grunts of protest, but her body is clearly too tired to fight back as Azzi guides them into her room. She goes into her closet first, finding an oversized shirt for Paige to change into.Â
âYou know the getting undressed part comes after the date right?â Paige raises an eyebrow, practically glaring at the t-shirtÂ
âWeâre not going on a date.â
âWHAT? Dude Iâm fine. I have a reservation and everything,â Paige whines in between coughs as she watches Azzi rummage through her drawers for medication, âitâs our first date. I had plans.â
âIâm not going on a date with you looking all snotty and congested like that.â
Azzi suppresses a laugh at Paigeâs offended sequel, âwhat happened to sickness and health?â
âPretty sure thatâs a marriage thing,â she hands Paige the pills and a glass of water, that the older girl obediently takes.
âWell weâre eventually gonna get married so you need to get used to that,â itâs said so casually, like itâs the most obvious thing in the world, but it steals Azziâs breath away, the words carving themselves into the walls of her heart. Sometimes she wonders if Paige understands the gravity of the things she says, understands how they make every part of Azzi come alive with hope for their future. She shies away from a smirking Paige, trying to hide the blush thatâs creeping up her neck.Â
âJust- just get changed,â she manages to stutter out.Â
âI,â sneeze, âdonât,â cough, âwantâ sneeze, âto.â
âPaige.â
âAzzi.â
âYou have to get better P or coach will kill us both if you end up missing practice.â
âGoing on a date with you would make me feel better.â
âOkay,â Azzi sighs, realising she needs to change tactics, âweâll make a compromise. Youâre gonna change-â she raises a hand when Paige tries to interrupt, âyouâre gonna change and lie down, and if you donât fall asleep in the next 10 minutes, weâll go on the date.â
Paigeâs eyebrows furrow in concentration as she mulls it over, before a scheming glint appears in her eyes, âokay but on one condition,â her grabby hands reach for Azziâs waist, a soft smile playing on her chapped lips, âyou have to lie down with me.â
Azzi rolls her eyes fondly, letting the blonde pull her into her arms, her own hands encircling Paigeâs back as the older girl snuggles into her neck with a content sigh. This is her happy place. In any room, anywhere, as long as sheâs cocooned in Paigeâs embrace, thereâs a sense of serenity that seems to flood into Azziâs veins.Â
âI could fall asleep here,â Paige murmurs, hot breath fanning against Azziâs collarbone, âyouâre so comfortable.â
Azzi shakes her head, trying to physically manoeuvre Paige onto the bed which only elicits a smirk against her skin.Â
âIf you wanted me in your bed Az, you could have just asked,â the older girl wiggles her eyebrows, earning her a small push from Azzi as Paige drags them both down into a mess of limbs and pillows. Cerulean blue eyes stare up at Azzi, a little bloodshot from the impending fever, but still blisteringly brilliant with love. It scares Azzi sometimes, to see all that emotion swimming in Paigeâs eyes, all for her and it scares her even more to know that same pool of youâre it for me is reflected in her own too. Sometimes she worries theyâre too young for this, too young to feel so much but then Paige smiles, and all of Azziâs doubt flies away as she lets herself believe in forever.Â
***
Paige doesnât even really make it past five minutes, her sick body giving into the tiredness as she cuddles into Azzi, arms splayed over the younger girl's torso, as she keeps her head buried in her shoulder. Thereâs a content smile on her face as Azzi continues to run her hands through silky blond hair, brushing out tiny knots and waiting a couple of minutes, before she detaches herself from her girlfriend and heads to the kitchen. Sheâs not the greatest of chefs, but sheâd like to think sheâs skilled enough to try and make something that at least resembles chicken noodle soup.Â
Azziâs almost done when she feels a blanket being wrapped around her, two arms coming to wrap around her waist as she feels the weight of Paigeâs chest pressed against her back, the older girl's head coming to rest in the crook of Azziâs neck.Â
âYouâre already awake,â Azzi whispers, leaning her head back so she can brush her lips against Paigeâs temple.Â
Paige grunts, her voice nasally when she speaks, âyou left and I was cold.â
âI have like three blankets on my bed you couldâve used.â
âDonât wanna use blankets. Wanna use you,â Paige whispers, pressing a kiss to Azziâs neck, making the younger girl shiver, âyouâre much warmer.â
âGo pick out a movie to watch, Iâm almost done with this.â
She canât see it but Azzi can practically feel Paigeâs raised eyebrows, as she dramatically sniffs the air, âyou cooked? Babe Iâm already sick, are you trying to get me sicker?â
âWow. I slave over the kitchen for you for hours-â
âMaybe half-â
âHOURS! And you have the audacity to question my cooking when all you can make is buffalo chicken dip?â
âHey, you love my buffalo chicken dip.â
âYou keep telling yourself that baby.â
âItâs not nice to be mean to your sick girlfriend,â Paige snickers as she makes her way to the couch in Azziâs room.Â
âSo you admit youâre sick then?âÂ
âOnly sick to my stomach at whatever youâre gonna feed me.â
Azzi rolls her eyes, pouring the soup into a bowl. She secretly loves when they get like this. Itâs a reminder that no matter what other label they eventually put on their relationship, Paige will always be her best friend first. As soon as Azzi sits down on the couch, Paige is all over her, knowing exactly how to shrink her body so that all 6â0 of her fits perfectly on her girlfriendâs lap. This is Azziâs favourite version of Paige really, the soft vulnerable babygirl thatâs only for Azziâs eyes, a far cry from the ultimate rizzler the rest of the world sees.
âFeed me,â Paige pouts and Azzi shakes her head fondly but does as sheâs asked, holding a spoonful of chicken noodle soup in front of Paigeâs mouth.
âThought you were scared of my cooking?â
âOh I am but the things we do for love,â the blonde says dramatically before letting Azzi feed her, âhuh, thatâs not half bad baby.â
âHigh compliments,â Azzi says mock-seriously, as she tries her own spoonful, âoh I kinda ate that.â
They both dissolve into giggles at that, falling into a comfortable conversation as Azzi takes turns feeding both herself and Paige, the dull rumbling of some random movie behind them.Â
âYouâre always taking care of me,â Paige says softly after a while, hand caressing Azziâs left arm as she lies against her chest, feeling her heartbeat underneath her fingertips.Â
âSomeone has to,â Azzi presses her lips to Paigeâs hair, âyou take care of everyone else and I take care of you.â
âSorry I ruined our date but trust, Iâmma make it up to you,â Paige mumbles sleepily, digging herself further into Azziâs arms if thatâs even possible.Â
âIâm sure you will baby.â
âI love you.â
âLove you more P.â
And if in two days, Azziâs the one thatâs sick and Paigeâs attempt at making chicken noodle soup goes even worse, well, letâs just say itâs a good thing they have NIL deals and can afford a chef in the future.
4. me i fall in love with you every single day (and i just wanna tell you i am)
âWhere are you taking me?â Azzi giggles, hands outstretched as she tries to navigate the path in front of her, despite being blindfolded. The salty sea air brushes through her hair, as she places one foot in front of another, letting Paigeâs hands on her waist guide her across the cruise ship.Â
âBe patient, weâre almost there,â Paige whispers against her ear, nervous anticipation building in her stomach. Sheâs been planning this night from the moment theyâd booked the cruise tickets, wanting everything to be as near to perfect as possible. The thing is, theyâve been on plenty of dates, some even before theyâd officially started calling them dates. But most of those dates have had to be carefully constructed away from prying eyes, their hands itching to hold the others but forced to dangle by their sides so they could keep up a façade in public, that this was just friends hanging out. The cruise is the perfect spot for a private date, one where Paige wouldnât have to keep her hands to herself, not that sheâs done a good job of that the whole trip anyway. But sheâs found the perfect secret spot and spent just a little bit of money, to make sure the other cruise goers wouldnât bother them tonight.Â
âAre we there yet?â Azzi whines and Paige canât help but laugh, finally pulling them to a stop.
âSo impatient,â she tuts as she finally pulls away Azziâs satin pink blindfold.Â
âYes well Iâm star-ohâŠâ Azzi blinks, eyes adjusting to the light as they flitter over her surroundings, the words being stolen from her lips as an awed look takes over her features, âPaige.â
âYou like?â Paige bites her lips nervously.
âDo I like? Baby, this is beautiful,â tears sparkle in Azziâs eyes as she loops her arms around Paigeâs neck, âitâs perfect.â
Theyâre standing on the bow of the cruise ship. In the distance, the island theyâre docked at, is illuminated by lights, making it shimmer against the dark night sky. A table for two sits at the helm of the ship, adorned in a purple velvet table cloth. There are candles and pink and white rose petals scattered all across the floor, with a small path carved out in between so they can walk to the table. On the table, thereâs a customised crystal centrepiece with their names carved into it and inside it is a bouquet made of pictures of them. Itâs a little clichĂ© really, especially for two people whose path to each other had been anything but traditional but all Paige has ever wished for is a moment of normalcy with Azzi, a moment where theyâre not star players, just two girls in love, enjoying a typical date night, a moment where theyâre just PaigeAndAzzi.Â
âWhen did you even have time to plan all of this?â Azzi marvels out loud, as Paige pulls out a chair for her.Â
âI have my ways,â the blonde says with a smirk, taking a seat opposite her girlfriend and reaching to entwine their hands together.Â
âYou didnât have to do this P.â
Paige shrugs, âI wanted to. We deserve this.â
Azzi nods, squeezing Paigeâs hand because god knows they do deserve this. Itâs been a hellish year if theyâre honest. The highs had been wonderful but the lows, god the lows had felt like the ground being pulled from beneath their feet as they gripped each other, holding onto the only thing in their lives that felt like a reprieve from the darkness that swirled around them. And really thatâs it Paige thinks, life can throw whatever it wants at her, but as long as she has Azzi, sheâll learn to survive it.Â
âYou wanna dance?â Paige asks, when theyâve finally finished eating, somehow managing to find a way to hold hands throughout the whole three course meal. As if on cue, a violin quartet appears onto the deck, and Azzi laughs at the coincidence. Itâs Paigeâs favourite sound in the whole wide world.Â
âYouâre such a sap,â Azzi teases fondly as she lets Paige lead them onto the floor, âhow many romcoms did you watch to come up with this whole thing?â
âDude, are you doubting my abilities to come up with a perfect date?â
âI would never,â Azzi swears, leaning her cheek against Paigeâs, âbut seriously Bueckers, youâve outdone yourself.â
The melody of âthinking out loudâ on the violin with the light thrum of the sounds of the wind and the ocean, creates the perfect orchestra for them to sway to, as they press every inch of themselves into each other, trying to lose themselves in the otherâs arm. That feeling of home, a resounding peace, echoes throughout Paigeâs skull and she thinks if there was ever a memory sheâd want to replay over and over again, it would be this one.Â
âIâm gonna miss this,â Paige whispers, âbeing with you like this?â
âIâm not going anywhere.â
âNo I know- I just- I like being able to be us in public like we have this last week. I like not pretending.â
âWhat if-,â Azzi pulls back a little, eyes locking with Paigeâs, âwhat if we didnât pretend?â
Paige searches for a shred of hesitance in Azziâs face, but finds nothing but complete resoluteness and a grin breaks out on her own face, âwhat are you saying?â
âIâm saying that even if we donât say anything, maybe we donât have to try and hide everything all the time either. Iâm saying,â Azzi bites her lips, shyly smiling, âif you wanna hold my hand when weâre in public sometimes, you- you can if- if you want to.â
âI really, really, really want to,â Paige breathes against the brunetteâs lips, hands rubbing circles against her waist.Â
âGood,â Azzi whispers back, âbecause I really, really, really want you to.â
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Dear Diary
DAY 1
I don't know why I'm doing this. I found this hot pink journal in my room. The logo is a little silly but it'd be a shame to waste all the paper. So I guess I'll write down what I'm thinking.
DAY 3
Honestly this has been nicer than I expected. It feels good to get your thoughts down on paper. Then you don't have to think so hard about your troubles.
DAY 7
I noticed how negative I've been when journaling. So I decided to be more positive and try some new things. Dress nicer. Take care of my appearance more.
DAY 14
I went to the salon today. It was a strange impulse after writing down things I wanted to improve. Just a little trim...maybe some highlights. Something simple.
DAY 15
I went full blonde today. Light blonde. I should feel self-conscious but it feels...sooooo good!
DAY 28
Another salon day! Got a touch up with a cute pigtail hairstyle...and a bit more. The girls convince me try some filler and more than a 'lil makeup. It felt like a lot but they were sooooo excited. So I couldn't help being excited too!
DAY 40
Like, people are looking at me funny. Is it my clothing? They, like, don't fit as much any more. My boobies...I mean breasts...seem bigger. Butt seems rounder. Oh well! Time for a shopping spreeeeee!
DAY 47
Um, like, sorry for not writing more. I've been, like, sooooo forgetful of late. I do my makeup, squeeze on a cute outfit, then I totes forget anything else! Is that bad? 'Course not! It feels too good to be, like, empty headed
DAY 55
Cherry is having truble trouble thinking. Cherry can't, like, 'member lyfe life before writing in diary. Was Cherry, always blonde, busty, and unsofisycated unintellygant dumb? It's like Cherry's thot thoughts all gone once she writes. But at least, like, she's hawt! :)
DAY 69
Cherry iz, like, luving lyfe! Peepole call me, lyke, a dumbo bimbo...but Cherry soooo doesn't care! Cherry iz happy. Cherry iz cute. Cherry iz, like, no thinky any more since she start wryting in diary.
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