#Men in Nike pants

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Blood on the leaves field Tree pants on body

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TEST by Testament

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Street style at the Wooyoungmi SS25 fashion show in Paris, France during Paris Fashion Week Men's June 2024.

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"Nike Tech" Sweatpants for Men

Introducing some Nike Tech sweatpants for your male frame sims! I decided to recolor the sweatpants from the Get Famous expansion pack. Therefore, these pants will NOT appear without the pack. I hope you all enjoy my version of these sweatpants.

Download: Early Access on Patreon Here (free)

In Game Swatches:

TOU: Do Not Reupload or Claim As Your Own!

[sarkaaribharti]

Unleashing the Power of Comfort and Style: A Review of Nike Tech Fleece Sportswear

Nike Tech is a line of clothing and accessories designed for athletes and fitness enthusiasts. The line features innovative materials and technology to enhance performance and comfort during exercise. Nike Tech products include....Read More

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It's a Match! || 141 x Reader

[Chapter 16] || [Chapter 18]

Pairing: Gaz x Reader x Ghost x Soap || 141 x gn!Reader Words: 1.7K~ Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you? a/n: we're getting there.

Gaz's outfit is 100% a rip off of this fanart by the lovely @temeyes.

Chapter 17: Guard Dogs

You don’t exactly know what you did to deserve this.

You really don’t.

You went on Tinder one time. One night after work.

So why the fuck do you have three men lurking around you like guard dogs?

Ever since the Ethan incident last Friday, they’ve been taking turns going to pick you up at work and walking you home.

Monday - Kyle

Tuesday - Simon

Wednesday - Kyle

Thursday - Simon

It wouldn’t be so bizarre if it weren’t for the fact that people (especially your coworkers) stare when there’s suddenly men waiting for you after work… 

Especially when one of them is a 6ft4 man that’s built like a fridge, giving everyone copious amounts of side-eye as they walk out.

And then you wonder why they ask you get asked questions the next morning.

Today, Friday, you exit work to see not one, not two, but all three of them, standing shoulder-to-shoulder. They look frankly adorable, all beaming at you as you come out of work and preening themselves a bit.

Kyle’s on the far left, wearing a cream-colored hoodie with a blue flannel shirt atop, black cargo pants and white and black Air Jordans. The hoodie is pulled up over his hair and his hands are tucked into the pocket of his hoodie.

Simon’s next to him, in the center, wearing black boots, jeans and a black parka with an inner pollar layer that’s zipped up all the way, so as to cover his mouth, in lieu of his usual mask. His hair is sticking up all over and you just know he put hairgel on it. 

Johnny’s on Simon’s other side, the far right, and wearing a pair of distressed blue jeans, a shaggy burgundy Ramones t-shirt and an unzipped grey hoodie jacket. Just like Kyle, he’s also wearing some Nikes and they’re so pristine and clean you’d swear he’s gotten them from the box a minute ago.

“Hi…?” You said in surprise as you adjusted the sling of your laptop bag on your shoulder.

“Hey!” Johnny greeted you.

“Hi, lovie.” Kyle said with a beaming smile.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Simon said simply and nodded upwards at you.

“What are you… doing?” You trailed off as you came to stand in front of them, your eyes going back and forth between them.

“Couldn’t decide who should come get you. So we decided to both come” Simon told you sincerely. “And since the two of us were coming, Johnny wanted to tag along.” He added.

“Why are ye talking like I’m a puppy that couldn’t be left at home by myself?” Johnny said with raised brows.

“Because you were begging for us to take you with.” Kyle retorted from Simon’s other side.

“Go fuck yourselves.” Johnny added. “You look nice.” He complimented you with a boyish grin.

“In my work uniform?” You retorted as you looked at him with a playful look of disbelief.

“Aye.” He replied. “Always love seein’ someone all knackered and sweaty after work.” He admitted.

“Johnny are you flirting?” Simon asked and he gave Johnny a look that could kill someone.

“Aye.” Johnny replied with a mischievous look in his eyes and pursed his lips together. “Is that forbidden now?”

“Mate…” Kyle quipped, his tone a soft warning.

“What? They already got two blokes after them, can have another one.” Johnny remarked with the same casualty of someone saying they ‘might as well have another biscuit from the box’.

You blinked away the surprise at the flirting. It was still bizarre to have one man like Simon interested… And you felt overwhelmed to have Kyle on top of it… And now Johnny too?

“Okay, erm… So… let’s go?” You announced and turned to start marching up the street to work before anyone could say anything else.

The guys followed behind you wordlessly, in a formation lead by Simon… like you were a mother duck and they were your ducklings… Or, rather, like they were your pack of guar dogs.

-

You’re standing by the door of your kitchen feeling like a guest in your own flat. 

Kyle and Simon are cooking… without even being asked. You stopped by the shop and they immediately announced they’d cook for you and… now they are.

Johnny’s sitting at the dining table behind you, sprawled open and sipping a can of Monster he got himself at the shop when you were all there.

“Okay, what’s up with you?” You announced as you watched the two men move about your kitchen as they made your meal. Simon’s was first in charge of chopping and dicing things… and now he’s in charge of frying… something, while Kyle takes care of basically everything else.

“What do you mean, lovie?” Kyle asks as he turns to glance at you while stirring something.

“You all came to pick me up together… And now you’re cooking for me…” You trail off as your nails clink a bit against the glass of wine they poured you. “What’s going on?”

“You’re adorably annoying with how perceptive you are, you know that?” Simon asks as he glances back at you as well before plucking something out of the frying pan and to a dish on the side. The oil sizzles loudly when he puts something else down to fry.

“Thank you.” You say with a playfully smug tone as you shift around. “But you didn’t answer the question.” You remark.

“After dinner, alright?” He answers and Kyle makes some sounds of agreement.

“They want to be yer boyfriends, officially.” Johnny says behind you and it causes you to whip around to look at him… Which also made Kyle drop whatever he was holding, in shock.

“SOAP!” Both Simon and Kyle shout, scolding the Scot who’s sitting at the table with a broad grin on his lips.

“You… You do?” You ask as you turn to look at them, mouth parted in surprise.

“Yeah...” Kyle replies as he looks at you. 

Simon simply nods and turns away to focus on the food he’s frying.

“I… I’m honored…” You admit and feel your cheeks warming up so bright you fear you’ll start sweating. “I…”

“I’d like a shot at it too, if ye don’t mind.” Johnny adds. Once again, all eyes turn to Johnny with another ‘JOHNNY?!’ which causes him to laugh.

“I’m serious.” He replies. “I’ll gladly date ye too.” He adds.

Your eyes widen. “You-”

“Mhm.” He adds.

“No.” Simon replies as he turns around once more.

“What do you mean ‘no’, L.T.?” Johnny asks in exaggerated offense.

“I mean, I don’t wanna date you.” Simon adds.

“I- Wait.” Now it’s Johnny’s time to get flustered. “Date me?” Poor lad, his whole face warms up bright red.

“Y-Yeah… Kyle and Simon kiss each other sometimes.” You announce and out of the corner of your eye you catch both of the other men stiffening up.

“I KNEW IT. I FOOKIN’ KNEW IT!” Johnny jumps up to his feet, spilling his Monster can on the table. “Ah, shite!” He says as he scrambles to pick it up again before it spills too much.

“What do you mean you knew it?!” Simon asks in shock.

“I KEN YE LIKE EACH OTHER! SAW THE WAY YOU SHARE THOSE COY LOOKS BETWEEN YE!!” Johnny shouts as he points a finger at the two men.

You’re pretty sure they’re all blushing now, you included.

“We didn’t share any looks!” Simon says defensively.

“DID TOO!” Johnny insists. “AND I TAKE OFFENSE TO YE NOT WANTING TO DATE ME, L.T.!” He adds. “I THOUGHT YE LIKED ME!”

Your eyes widen and you move your head side to side trying to keep up with the banter between them as Johnny marches his way into the kitchen so him and Simon can keep bickering.

“Are they always like this?” You find yourself asking Kyle, your eyes widened as they shout your house down.

“Yeah… This is a tame day for them actually. Should hear how they are on comms during missions.” He leans over to whisper in your ear.

“Ah…” You say softly. “I don’t know if I can handle dating this all the time.” You quip playfully, making Kyle laugh.

“You’ll get used to it.” He adds.

As you two continue watching the two men arguing, during which Simon is still, somehow, still tending to the food… You find yourself sneaking little pieces of carrot from the salad Kyle’s making.

Only to stop chewing halfway and let your piece of carrot fall right out of your hands when Johnny suddenly grabs Simon by his face and plants a big kiss right on the taller man’s lips. No warning.

At that moment, Simon looks every bit like Kyle did when they kissed for the first time. Perfectly statue-like still, eyes widened, both hands hanging in the air as if he was frozen…

Johnny’s hands are wrapped around Simon’s face, his palms over his ears, and fingers in his blonde hair, their mouths pressed together…

And then Simon comes back from the trance he’s in and his hands wrap around Johnny’s head too, his fingers digging into the back of his mohawk as their tongues battle together.

“Jesus Christ…” Kyle replies next to you, voicing your exact thoughts.

Once they pull apart, both the men are blushing red and out of breath, eyes widened.

“Ye’ll date me now?” Johnny replies.

Simon doesn’t reply, he simply turns around to finish cooking.

“I think that’s a yes.” You finally announce, finding your voice softly.

Johnny turns to look at you and smirks. “From him or from you?” He asks with a cocked brow.

“Both.” Simon quips with his back turned.

“I think that was the hottest kiss I ever witnessed.” Kyle says softly.

“I’ll give ye a smooch too, don’t get jealous, Gary.” Johnny quips and winks at Kyle.

Then, the Scot grabs a paper towel from the roll and walks toward the door to go mop up the spilled Monster from the table.

But not before he cups Kyle’s face and stealing a peck off his lips…

Then, he does the same to you… before licking his lips at the end. 

“Your wine’s tasty.” He adds, before slinking back out of the room.

You’re left blinking away the shock with an equally stunned Kyle next to you… And you’re pretty sure Simon’s stunned too…

Meanwhile, Johnny’s giggling to himself in the living room.

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❝ FREAKY ON CAMERA ❞

jjk!men x fem!reader ࿐ MDNI.

𝜗𝜚 𝐒𝐔𝐌. jjk men as famous p*rn stars making new content with a cute stranger

𝜗𝜚 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. ft—toji, sukuna, gojo, smut, p in v, blowjob, missionary, doggy, exhibitionism, recording

──── SATORU GOJO、

when satoru met you, he had snuck into an empty cafe in hopes of hiding from paparazzi. you’re wearing an apron and an awfully angry expression when he finally notices you, your finger pointing at the ‘closed’ sign on the window. your words are drowned out, the only thing clouding his mind being how bad he wants to film his latest video right then and there and ruin you on camera for all his fans to see. now your apron is thrown on the floor somewhere along with both your bodies, hiding behind the front counter with gojo’s cock stuffed inside your cunt and his phone propped up next to you with the flash on. “help me come up with a title for this one” he insinuates tauntingly, smiling cockily as he licks his thumb before lowering it onto your swollen bud. you whine as if telling him to go on; too sweaty and tired to use your words as his hips do all the work for you. “how ‘bout “slutty cafe maid gets dicked down after her shift?”—hm?” he suggests confidentially, his hands squeezing bruises into the back of your legs as he pushes them even further down into your chest. “im not a maid, idiot.” you reply between breathes, turning your head to look at the camera. “and you can’t even tell it’s a cafe from this angle.”

──── TOJI FUSHIGURO、

toji met you at the gym. he doesn’t usually work out in public—but he’s thanking whatever god is listening that he chose today to do something different. you had the cutest black nike set on that went perfectly with his hair; he could only think about how good the match would look for a new video. “im a big fan actually,” you told him with a smile, your tongue licking a long stripe up the base of his cock after having dragged him into the shower stall after sharing a few looks. “really..” he questioned, his hand reaching down his pocket to pull out his phone. “then you don’t mind if i record this, do you?” you only looked up at him with those pretty eyes and hummed around his length in agreement, mouth too full to give him a proper answer. “i’ll be sure to tag you.” he mentioned as his head leaned back on the cold tile, and his free hand coming up to rest on the top of your head and guide you along his cock. “maybe even make a part two.”

──── RYOMEN SUKUNA、

sukuna doesnt get out much. he meets you for the first time when his staff sets up a meeting to go over his next film. you’re a well-known actress in the industry as well, and he’s been waiting decades to be paired up with you for a video. he feels a tightening in his pants when you mention how long you’ve wanted to work with him yourself, your hand coming to rest on his knee from underneath the table. he excuses the both of you not long after; insisting he needs to get familiar before the cameras start rolling next week. it’s not much later till he’s got one of your legs hiked up on a bathroom sink, panties pushed to the side and your cheek squished up against the mirror. “you got no idea how long ive waited for this pussy, girl.” he admits shamelessly as his hand grabs ahold of your chin to meet your eyes in the reflection, his breath catching in his throat at the small whine you let out. “’s even better than i imagined.”

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stiletto’s

summary: basketball player!ony unknowingly gave his teammates a sneak peak of what life was like at home with you…

cw: smut, back scratching, cuts, mentions of blood/bleeding, ony picking on underclassmen

word count: 1.3k

“fuck man what happened t’you?”

the chuckles and gasps of his teammates made ony’s face full with confusion as he turned around from his locker. they had just finished a hard practice, the events from the past three hours leaving each of the men with glistening wet bodies as they cooled off and changed into their regular clothes.

for some reason, ony’s back has been acquiring a slight sting as the drills got more and more intense. constant sentences of “you good o?” and “do you need to see a trainer” were thrown his way by his coaches as everyone watched the star basketball player’s body move uncomfortably in his practice jersey.

“i’m good coach, jersey just scratchin me a lil” he replied before continuing on with his workout, ignoring the prickly pain for the remainder of the practice.

as he reached the locker room, ony made quick work of removing his “itchy jersey”, sighing as his back was instantly relieved from any discomfort. his sigh brought the attention of the second captain, and his good friend, eren.

“fuck man, what happened t’you” he chuckled, drawing attention towards the head captain as the rest of his teammates began to laugh. “ooouu”’s and “oh shit”’s began to be released all over the locker room as ony just stared at everyone in confusion. “fuck y’all laughing at?” he mumbled, a smirk growing on his face as he turned around fully to see what was funny. “you look like you got attacked by some typa animal or sum” one of his teammates said, making the darkskin male even more confused as he looked himself over repeatedly.

“what you mean, i’m bleeding or sum?” as he spoke, his dark eyes raked up and down his front, checking his arms and the back of his legs as well to try to understand what they were talking about. eren rolled his eyes in annoyance, grabbing his friend by the shoulders before walking him towards the toilets. “look bro” he mumbled before turning ony’s back towards the mirror for him to see.

his jaw nearly touched the ground as ony realized the reason for his pain earlier. there were scratches on top of scratches all over his back. the red, wounded skin probably getting irritated by his sweat and the feeling of his jersey rubbing against it during the practice. “oh shit” he mumbled, earning laughs all around the room as he looked at the different marks he had. “ion know if i should be happy or concerned furreal. i just know your girl be fighting for her life”

ony rolled his eyes at his friends comment, lightly punching his chest before making his way back to his locker to finish changing. “man that girl is fine. and for the three little niggas in the back that think ion know you be in her dms, talking about how you ‘don’t understand what she see’ in me.” as he spoke, he made sure to make direct eye contact with the three freshman boys that have been going to war in your dms, the three of them staring back at him with wide eyes as they tried to hide behind each other. ony just smirked, his pearly white teeth making an appearance as he continued on with his statement.

“let this be a little taste of one of the many things she ‘sees’ in me, and until you get a shorty to see that in you, stay out my wife phone.” the locker room erupted with laughter. some of his fellow upperclassmen clapping while others dapped him up. the younger men gave their friends sorry looks before carrying on with getting dressed, embarrassment running through them. after things began to quiet down ony make quick work of throwing on his nike tech, without a shirt since the tight fit would irritate his back, and his pajama pants before heading towards his car, the previous nights events replaying in his mind as he drove with a smirk.

“ohmygodohmygod i can’ttt!” you whined, your arms wrapped securely around your boyfriends neck as he pounded you into the wall of your bedroom. ony’s wide hands were spread on the bottom of your thighs, his deep voice caressing your ear as he fed you all of his inches. “can’t what mama? can’t watch y’mouth or can’t take this dick?” his hips moved harder, your pretty brown eyes loosing focus as you screamed out at the newfound angle he was fucking you in. your eyes began to water with salty tears as you tried your best to take everything he was giving you, “n-neither.”

ony moved his head from the crook of your neck, giving you a dissatisfied look as he tightened his grip on your thighs. “don’t play wit me….not when i can easily have you like this.” at the sound of his last word, ony pulled your legs up a little higher, opening you up more for him to lightly graze your cervix. you wailed at the feeling, fat tears sliding down your cheeks as you began to run your stiletto nails down his broad back. ony payed the action no mind, hips never faltering as he continued to pound into you. “okay okay okayyyy m’sorry furreal now pa” your quick change in attitude brought a satisfied smirk to your lovers face, his brown lips parting as he brought them back to your neck.

“thas my good girl. you too pretty t’be doin allat cussin, right baby?” your walls fluttered at the sound of his voice. the words sliding off his tongue were like butter and you couldn’t help but reply, your words coming out whiny and broken as you tried your best to hold in your release. “s’r-right daddy” you pushed out, it took all of your focus just to say two words and your boyfriend could tell. by the way you were gripping and scratching his back, squeezing your thighs in his hold, and clenching your walls around him ony could tell that all it took was a couple more thrusts to have you cumming all over him. and since you realized your mistake he had no problem letting you.

ony finished his assault on your neck, his lips leaving dark purple marks all over the sensitive skin as he moved his face towards yours. low brown eyes staring into glassy rolled ones as your man slowly stepped from the wall. he moved towards the bed, never missing a stroke as he laid you down on the silk sheets. he left it to you to wrap your legs around him while he fucked you and you instinctively did so, stoking you deeply at a steady pace. “oh my g- ony m’gonna cum…y-you’re gonna make me cum” your eyes welded at the feeling, mouth hanging open in a silent scream as you dug your sharp nails into his back, dragging them down his dark brown skin.

“let me have it ma, cum all on this dick wit that pretty pussy” at his words you broke, tears falling from your eyes as you let everything go. your vision blurred and your body tightened, nothing but broken whines leaving your lips as you came. ony finished at the same time, sinking deeper and deeper into you as he released his hot, sticky ropes into your walls. “thas my good girl”

a devilish smirk was on ony’s face as he drove now, his dick twitching in his pants as he thought of you. the way you’d moan his name, the sight of your pretty eyes practically begging him to give you all he had, the feeling of your milky white stilettos running down his back. ony couldn’t stop himself from picking up his speed as he drove, one hand holding the steering wheel in a tight grip as the other palmed and rubbed his aching dick. he couldn’t wait to get home and do it all again.

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I'm telling you, their life flashed before their eyes...

The staffs' I mean...

WARNING: CONTINUED POSSIBLE SPOILER ALERT! I may or may not mention "Are You Sure?" scenes in detail and their outcomes during these long rambling messy posts beginning with the next sentence.

While on the kayaks, JK flipped over almost immediately. this sequence will be legendary in my mind:

All is well so far. Let's go kayaking! After being assisted by the Black Hall Outfitter staff, including Mr. Gino, they take off.

At this point, staff is walking away, ready to get on a boat to follow. Everything is cool. But something's not right. Why is the horizon at a 45 degree angle?

Staff has not noticed yet...

Jungkook's $1700 Balenciaga fancy pants are about to get soaked.

Jimin does not see what's going on behind him. Yet.

I can read his mind: "WTF?"

Staff finally notices and thoughts of living on the street start to flash through their heads...

Jimin can't believe what he's seeing...staff is sprinting into action...

He was first worried about his phone but one of the staff had it.

Staff thinking "I'm too old for this shit."

Drowned Rat Jungkook was not on my bingo card. I need a new bingo card.

Meanwhile, Jimin fearlessly paddles out to the middle of the river wearing his $70,000 Patek Philippe watch on his wrist... gasp.

Please take a moment to appreciate that gorgeous sunset in the background.

Seems some of Jimin's Slytherin has rubbed off on our little Ravenclaw (I know that's debatable but that's for another post).

Jimin was probably clenching so tight that flipping over would have been disaster for him.

Jungkook gets back in the kayak and is on his way... staff breathes a sigh of relief that they won't be jobless tomorrow.

Remember when he said this?

And this is how we know Jungkook is able to move past his own missteps.

But still desires some sort of collateral retribution from those more fortunate than he:

And this is the true and lasting take away from this little incident:

A moment that can be a beautiful memory.

And this is about the time this moment happened:

Now we know.

Jungkook was about to put on his royal blue Salty to the Core t-shirt. He wasn't taking off a shirt, he had already taken off his wet shirt and he was about to put on a dry one. That shirt in his hands is not black. And now we know Jimin was about to put on his turquoise one. And now we know what kind of fun they'd had up to that point. And now we know Jimin was struggling with a stomach bug when this pic was snapped. And now we know that Jeep parked next to them was theirs. And now we know they were about to head to the campsite. And now we know why this photo was special enough to Jimin that he posted it on his Instagram for Jungkook's birthday. They'd just had so much fun doing something they never get to do. Definitely a cherished memory for them. It was so endearing to me. I feel privileged knowing so much about this particular day. I hope they are doing all right today...

Things I cannot relate to and will never happen to me:

• Driving over a bridge not realizing Jimin and Jungkook are the ones on those kayaks down there on the river.

• Shopping at Dick's Sporting Goods and running into Jimin and Jungkook while they shop for mens size small shorts and Nike slides.

• Sitting at a bar at my neighborhood craft brewery while global stars next to me sample several pale ales and hard sodas.

Again, I will end it here as I've used up the posts image limit. I will be back with part three of Episode 1.

[canatokyo]

00s cotton mens L

[buryhny]

One Night Stand ; 20

➥ rundown ; as if the unexpected twist of a one-night stand turning out to be your CEO boss wasn't surreal enough, the situation takes a more challenging turn when both of you discover that you're expecting his child.

→ genre ; enemies to lovers | CEO au | pregnancy trope | slowburn

→ Jungkook x y/n

→ contains smut, fluff and angst

→ Chapter twenty ; wc | 3.3 k

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index ⇢ next chapter

"Like what you see?" Jungkook murmurs, his eyebrows raised as he heaves a sigh and places his hands behind his back, watching you slowly getting flustered. you rolled your eyes at him and grew closer to him, so did he. making eye contact with the man, you look up at him while his glistening eyes look down at you with a smirk that he's so hardly trying to conceal, but it still breaks out.

"ab-solute-ly not!" you mutter and fake a kiss to his face, turning your back at him and walking away back to the living room. Jungkook chuckles, chewing his bottom lip and shaking his head at your response. He follows you to the room, grabs his coat and wears it since he's feeling slightly cold due to the air conditioner. you notice him wearing his coat, forgetting that the coat does not give full coverage.

"you can take back your shirt when it's dried, for now-" your eyes look around the room and then trail down his open chest while you think. Jungkook finds this unusual yet he can't deny that he does like it. "I think one of my t-shirts could fit you, i shop them from the men's section anyway." "it's fine y/n." you walk back to your bedroom and open your little wardrobe to find a black t-shirt that would possibly fit him since he's built and well- he's him.

You found an old Nike that you haven't worn for long, which looked extra large enough. "Here, it'll fit you I'm sure." He looked at you and the t-shirt and chuckled. "Sure, this isn't one of your exes? Or-" "take it or stay cold. It's not like it bothers me." You shrugged, this level of rudeness would've tempered him a lot in the past but now, this is a part of you, a part of his life now. It doesn't affect him anymore. "Nothing bothers you at all, does it?"

"Of course, nothing does." He nodded and took the t-shirt from your hand. You thought he was gonna wear it but he didn't, instead he began to fold it. You looked at him with confusion, squinted your eyes as you see what he's doing. "Thanks for your concern, darling. But I'm fine with my coat on. Anyways it's too late, I should get going."

"Like this?" You laughed at his face, doing this all intentionally to annoy the shit out of him. "Of course, why not? It's not like I'm heading home." Your laughter slowly dies, a smirk laying on both yours and his lips. His palms slid inside the pockets of his linen pants while you crossed your arms to your chest.

"Where are you heading to?" You questioned him, his eyebrows raised in surprise that you asked him such a personal question when you usually don't ever care. This does leave Jungkook hopeful.

"Curiosity kills the cat, I don't want you to die!" He bops your nose with his finger and gives you a grin as he turns back to walk towards your doorstep. "Well then have- fun." youspeak and he stops his tracks and turns to face you. "What are you thinking?" you raise your hands and smile. "not anything, nothing at all."

he frowns, looking at your face to trace your intentions behind your words, because clearly you're being very suspicious by thinking something that doesn't seem to be the actual thing. you start laughing, really hard and the man looks at you like you're a maniac.

"I'm heading to the convenience store." you stop laughing and start blinking your eyes innocently. "why did you make it seem like you're gonna fuck someone?" That wasn't what Jungkook was prepared to hear, his eyes were almost about to fall off their sockets. "fuck someone?" you definitely look embarrassed because you immediately start looking elsewhere and begin to play with your fingers. "Like a club or something, its not like you can't anyway."

he huffs and licks his lips, he's barely thoght about fucking the past few months. "for sure." "Why do you seem so mad about it? if i were you, i'll fuck a good number of girls tonight!" Jungkook doesn't realise why he's offended by the way you speak. Especially this topic. "horny huh?" you stand on your feet and grow closer to him, looking up to meet his eyes as you blink so innocently at him, while he looks at you with tired eyes, half shut. "when you've got the chance you go for it. If I had the chance, i would pounce on a man. But I can't."

"What makes you think so?" he hums, his voice getting raspier but you don't take it into consideration. the tension is surrounding you both, it's clouded, it's visible, it's steaming yet it's only visible to jungkook. "this, this makes me think so." you look down at your belly, his eyes flicker down to it and then to your eyes. "But you can, and you should- wait, do you? damn boy, get em bitches."

you say, showing your tongue at him and then heading back to your couch to get back to finishing off the rest of the now cold pastas. He stands there, feeling displeased by what you spoke. Irritated and unsure why you brought this topic up and even questioned him about his sex life. Why about the other bitches? so he heads to the door, before he leaves he says.

"See you tomorrow, bringing breakfast." "Alright, Mr Jeon!!" you say cheerily dancing with a mouthful of cheese. the next weekdays, Jungkook comes by to give you your meals but he never enters your apartment, since he's got a workload that he'd had to complete, he's not mad about what had happened that night.

it was just the spur of the moment, now he's actually piled up with work. He makes sure that you have your meals on time which are healthy, filling and delicious. He'd gotten you everything you've craved, your snacks were off stock so he'd restocked it too, asked his driver to do so and then he dropped it to your place himself.

you both barely spoke, he stopped by a few nights and waited until you've had your dinner so he could see you drink your pills in front of his eyes, since you skipped a few of them. saying you were on the verge to throw up but he wasn't having it.

He made sure you drank every single one of the vitamins as prescribed. and then he'd leave. Occasionally he would text you asking if you need anything, asking about your wellbeing etc. at this point, he just wants you to come back with him.

-

it's 5 in the saturday morning and for some god damn reason, you're unable to sleep. you feel like peeing even though you barely drank water the whole day. you're someone who chooses soda over water and now since you can't drink a lot of soda, your water intake has decreased way too much but you have no reason as to why you feel like peeing every 10 minutes, it got on your nerves that you didn't wake up anymore. If Jungkook finds out about this, you know that he's gonna get a caretaker for you.

but you've also been awake because your legs have been in pain the whole night, it's not like you walk around. you just sit on the couch and watch tv all day long. Today, it's just a weird feeling inside you that you can't get it out. you look up at the ceiling, switching sides continuously. it's getting so hard, you just wanna bawl out your eyes. heck you're in your fifth month, there's more to go.

you look up at the ceiling, watching it go from black to a glow of hues pink, orange and yellow. you've been awake the whole night. great! your eyebags probably sag and you're just a mess. you usually have a few days that feel like insomnia but the next day you sleep just normally and better even. but today, your whole mood was off since the night before and now that you didn't have any sleep, you feel like a zombie. the doorbell rang and you knew it was jungkook with breakfast. you soon got on your feet so you don't have to keep him waiting.

"good morning, here's today's break- hey are you fine?" he asks you, observing the droopy look on your face and how suddenly dark you look. It's like the beautiful morning tan has washed off and a sudden black shadow is seated on your face. "i'm okay, I just need some sleep. Jungkook was not fully convinced, this isn't how you respond to him in the mornings, although you're usually grumpy but he knows that he woke you up, today you answered the door before he rang it for the second time, that told him that you probably weren't sleeping. "Are you sure-"

"just leave!" you grabbed the food from him and shut the door to his face. Sleep deprivation has sucked you so much, you are angry. you're fuming and it's for no reason. Pregnancy hormones are taking a turn on you and it's getting you to the edge as well as affecting the people around you. Most specifically Jungkook.

you place the food on the coffee table and get back on bed, cuddling your pillow and trying so hard to sleep but you don't, not even for a minute. Jungkook was confused, all he did was ask you if you're okay because you certainly did not look good.

slamming the door to his face didn't temper him, it actually make him worry for you, you're not mad in the mornings, you're just drowsy and you speak in whispers but today it was the opposite, each word you spoke was loud and carried intense emotions. he didn't want to ask you again, he didn't text you either. you would let him know if anything is wrong, he believes so. you keep switching right to left, shedding a few tears for the lack of sleep that you really need, you're tired, your body can feel it.

but your mind isn't shutting down. you sit back up leaning on the bed head, a few notifications ping in your phone so you check them.

[ From Hoseok ] hey, it's been a long time! How are you? where are you, if you don't mind me asking? work is so dull without you :( I even baked other cookies, tried new recipes, want you to try them!

Hoseok's texts sound happy, you can feel the excitement radiating through each text, he feels like the sun for a reason. You also notice how hopeful he seems to be, when you very well are aware that you're gonna be lying to him and of course, you won't get to try his cookies.

you don't even know when you'll meet him again and it stings. because he's such a good guy and a better friend to you. with your mood being under a dark cloud, you decided to respond to his texts later. you'll surely sound rude and unhappy, at least that's what it sounds inside your head. you scroll down your messages and notice an unopened text from your mom.

[ From Mom ] y/nnie, call me! what's this behaviour too busy for your mom?

[ Y / n ] I'll call you soon mom. Give me some time please I love you!

this is hell, you throw your phone and cry. you want to sleep, your legs hurt, your breasts are tender and it's just terrible, you don't know what you should do about it. you text jungkook, letting him know that he can place the door at the doorstep and leave. he did as you said,

he came to your floor, stood there a few minutes, contemplating if he should ask you to open the door for him so he can see you the state you were in, in the morning did not make him be in peace because you did not look okay. but since he had no option, the placed the food there safely and texted you.

[ From Jungkook ] food is at the doorstep

[ Y/n ] Okay, thanks!

[ From Jungkook ] everything okay?

[ Y/n ] Of course!

you lied. you weren't okay infact you cried the whole day. That was all you did.

-

There's no doubt that Jungkook works all seven days in a week. sundays too, even if it's day off for the employees, he likes to keep himself occupied rather than spending good 24 hours lazing around the house with nothing to do. he planned on working late today though, just wanted to relax a bit since he'd been keeping up with his work all week long. hed prepared some pancakes for you this morning, since he'd have to leave it at the doorstep anyway,

he wore his casual t-shirt and grey sweatpants. when he arrived at your place, he texted that he was gonna leave you food there. When he bent to place the food, the door opened and you stood there in front of him. He looked up at you, your eyes red and puffy from all that crying you did the whole Saturday as well as the whole night too.

your lips were pink and swollen. his eyes widened in concern, all sorts of questions running in his mind. mainly it was, is everything okay? you burst out in tears and grew closer to him, placing your head on his chest.

"i c-can't sleep!"

you mumbled incoherently into his body as you sniffled with your words cracking. Jungkook soon placed his arm on your head, walking inside as he closed the door with his foot. He held you so you didnt move from him but kept crying into his chest. He placed the food on the table and then caressed your head.

"hey hey, what's wrong?" "i-i can't sleep-" you repeat, muffled voice since your face was pressed up to his chest. the man is worried, when you just jumped into his chest, he almost shat his pants because he thought something was really really bad. jungkook didn't say anything, he just continued to pat your head, thinking of ways he could help you but first he needs to know more from you. "hey-" he cupped your face in his palms, his eyes observing your face well, seeing for anything else that you must be hiding. "look at me."

he whispers and you look up at him, sobbing hard. He can see your whole face reddening, the rim of your eyes are swollen and very red, indicating that you've been crying for hours. "you wanna go to the drs?" you soon shake your head, gesturing a fast no, in fear of receiving more medications. Jungkook sighed, brushing the strands off your face and placing them behind your ears.

"Tell me. you wanna sleep?" you nod while your sobbing gets harder. Jungkook has never seen you crying, and this bad? It makes him want to fight anything and everything to bring you back to normal. He's always seen you ready to fight but never in this state that it's so difficult for him to talk. "let's get you to your roo-" "no i don't want to be there! I'm done with those bedsheets and lighting. I can't get myself to sleep there, I tried everything I could! i just- can't-"

you cry harder now, the tears pooling in his palms. Jungkook doesn't know what to do right now. "Can I help you? can i try to make you sleep?" you nod fast, this two day sleep deprivation has put your body to do much discomfort that if you could describe it you would say, it's killing you. you'll do anything to sleep.

jungkook takes you to your coach, pulls you with him so you sit right beside him, he places his hand on his shoulder, pats it and lets you know so you could place your head. You did but you still don't feel comfortable.

It's just not it! Your crying doesn't stop either, it only gets worse and you feel the weight! The weight of the bump and the realisation that you can't sleep with your stomach down just makes you cry more. He didn't think, you'll want to be in a very close postion which was what he tried to avoid knowing you're not someone who's comfortable with him so he

understands that you're not in for this but he chooses to try so he stays in a lying position as he sits upright, leaning on the hand rest of the couch while his legs spread on the sofa, you stand still in front of him crying with intense emotions. "come here."

he opens his arms, calling you to fit inside. you do, you sit between his legs, it was a little difficult, considering the sofa isn't as big as he owns. but you both manage. you turn the the side, placing your head on his chest, Jungkook lets his fingers run in the lockes of your hair. he places his chin on your head, while he caresses your hair and draws light patterns on your exposed arm.

"Hey, it's okay. Try! You'll fall asleep. I'm sure."  his voice so soft, melodious to your ears and he whispers into your ears as you hold his t-shirt in a fist like a baby. your sobs slowly turn to sniffles as you look at the ground while he soothes you. The room is so quiet, that you can hear his breathing, the sound of his heartbeat blending with your sniffling. you both spend about 20 minutes in the same position but you eyes still wide open,

Jungkook can see that you're taking time. Much longer, he thinks it's probably an hour already but he doesn't whine, he doesn't speak a word, allows you to take your time, knows it's difficult and you're trying.

He hums for you, the vibrations passing from his chest to your ears. he notices how your eyelashes slowly flutter, your blinking getting slower and slower and your tighter fist on the collar of his t-shirt slowly begins to lose it's tight grip. He knows your eyes will soon close too.

His heartbeats lull you to sleep and if that wasn't enough, his warmth that radiates to your skin, makes you feel cosy and cuddly that soon allows your eyelids to close. Jungkook's hands, plays with your hair, tugs the strands behind your ears, even the little baby hair.

He fixes your oversized t-shirt in place and hums even softly to you, hasn't gotten any words in his mind but he's trying too. He's never done this to any woman before even to his past girlfriend who made him despise the feeling of touch, the touch of affection.

He's caring for you, he's helping. He's always wanted to and this was his chance and he's incredibly happy and appreciated that you chose him even though you usually don't. he watches you closer, taking this as a great opportunity to. he's never been this close to you before, at least not in a chaste manner.

he notices the little freckles that lay on your nose, the occasional sniffs you suddenly make, so his shhs get a little louder so you can calm down. he lies there with you in his arms, doesn't know what you're feeling or how difficult it must be for you. He just knows that you want someone now and that someone is him, where you lay on his chest so comfortably and easily. He takes this opportunity, fully aware that he won't get it again so he places a soft little kiss on your head and whispers,

"sleep well, tiger."

next chapter ⇢

[lettersoftheshygirl]

nerd!megumi x fem reader part two

since the storage room incident, you kept getting distracted in class. looking away, zoning out, picturing megumi's hand choking the living hell out of you as he pounded into you like he was tearing you in half, doddling. you were a mess.

but then again, who wouldn't be? this was megumi fucking fushiguro. who finger-fucked you in the storage room right after the both of you got in trouble for breaking in the mens dorm. huh.

you stood in front of the parking lot waiting for your friend - inumaki, to pick you up but as usual, he's late. always getting under people's skirt and at the end making you walk home in fourteen degree celcius. you sighed, taking your phone out, but before you could turn it on, in the midst of the darkness a face appeared behind you. yelped you turned to see megumi.

"oh, sweet luke!" you sighed, putting your hands over your chest. "megumi! you fucking scared me!" you said, practically panting. you stared at him, now in a much less unflatering lighting but he still looks so fucking good. his raven locks fell in front of his black rimmed glasses, his sleeves were rolled up and his veiny forearm were a sight for sore horny eyes. his tie was rather loose and laid low in his neck and his silver chain shined in your eyes from the light reflection. those beautiful black slacks with the absolute epitome of playboy black nikes didn't help either.

"what are you doing here so late? it's almost seven p.m." he said, checking his watch. you shrugged, looking behind you to the valet to see if inumaki pulled up but then again, no luck.

so instead you decided to pass time with megumi. and it was something you thought about often, passing time with megumi and having fun, playing and goofing around instead of being the toned-down self that you have to be in front of people.

"my friend, inumaki was going to pick me up," you sighed, "but i guess not. what about you?" you smiled politely, for a brief moment your eyes almost played the cruelest tricks on you and you saw his jaw tick from... jealousy? but you didn't say anything, just kept your calm and mentally told your body to shut up.

"driving you home." he said, dragging you by your arm. your eyes widened as you stumbled as he pulled you to his car. " you could've just asked me instead of standing in the cold, y/n." he mumbled, a small smile crept up on your lips as you walked with him. hands interwined.

he opened the door for you, helping you get inside, and you sat down, feeling his warm hand on yours as he closed the door.

"i'm glad you're here with me tonight, y/n." he whispered into your ear, making you squirm with delight. "the women's dorm is south of the outskirts, right?"

driving to the dorm you kept bouncing your thighs, nervous and... impatient. he told you he was going to do more next time, and now the two of you were alone, in a confined space, in the dark, and barely in contempt. you sighed, feeling your anxiety grow to why he's not doing anything. maybe you were just one of his side peices. can nerds even fucking have those? isn't he too hot to be a nerd? why does he have to be so fucking beauti--

all your thoughts and worries were shattered away when he gently placed his free hand on your thigh, stroking it with the most gentle touch ever. you turned to look at him, all flushed face, but he kept a straight face and looked ahead on the road.

you felt his hand guide up, so slowly and so painfully. his long fingers just touched you so slightly, yet it made you twitch in your seat. he started to circle your clothed cunt, making you whimper as you gripped onto his hand like it was the only life suppport in this car. he quickened his pace on your clit, sliding your lace panties to the side. your slick dripping down his hand and onto the leather seat as your legs twitched. He spread your legs apart, slightly glancing a look as he focused his eyes back on the road. Your baby hair damp from your sweat, your mouth slightly agape as you bit your lip to stiffle moans, the way your hands gripped his arm, riding his fingers. Blood circulated to the tip of his cock, he could come just by watching you.

"megumi.." you moaned, he added another digit, taking them off breifly before shoving them inside again. this time faster, rougher, harsher. making your hips float as you twitched, your come getting closer and closer as you whimpered and moaned and made all kinds of lewd noises. your mind going blank as you came all over his leather seat and fingers. your legs twitched, and shook for a breif moment before you calmed yourself down.

your pants filled the car as you dragged your head down, looking at your damp skirt and the wet seat. megumi pulled over at the empty parking lot, "megumi where-" unable to finish your sentence, as megumi's lips were crashed onto yours. he pulled you in front so you'd be on top of him, your legs on either side of his torso. "megumi!" you moaned, feeling him unzip his pants and pull his member out.

slowly you began to grind against his dick. you moaned loudly, your moans making his dick twitch, the movement poking his tip at your entrance, you moaned as your body twitched, you moaned again, louder this time. he took his hands and caressed your soft back. slowly the car was filled with the sounds of skin clapping and loud moans. megumi whimpered in your ear, dark deep grunts, straight from his chest as he bucked his hips upwards, pushing his eight inches in you as you trembled, shook and squirmed on his lap. unable to take so much, tears streamed from your eyes, mixing pleassure with pain as you threw your head back, coming all over him again. making his pants wet, as he came inside of you.

you panted against his chest, groaning as you sat back on your seat and used a tissue to clean yourself up.

"you look very pretty freshly fucked." he said, you glared at him with a death stare as he gave you a dark laugh. "we're doing this a lot, k?"

"oh, a lot. for sure."

oKAY! a little note; thank you so much for all the messages <33 they were so fun to read and i was gonna wait next week to post this but noooo i want to spoil ya'll so enjoy!! there will be a part three cuz i aint done with nerd gumi.