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joonsytip · 8 months ago

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Only for Love || Mingyu - Part 1

Pairings: Mingyu x Fem!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Husband!Mingyu, Cold Wife!Reader, Arranged Marriage au, Contract Marriage au, Divorce au

Synopsis: When an accidental discovery has your perception of happy married life crumbling down, you do what you think is the best for everyone involved. Naturally, your opinion of the best doesn't cater to your husband's. So what happens when things spiral out due to unforeseen events?

Warnings: This part is SFW, Reader is cold & blunt but also shy, Mingyu is gullible and impulsive, lack of communication, profanities, heartbreak, breakup alluding to emotional cheating.

Word Count: 6.5k

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Teaser | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Epilogue

The sun is shining brightly in the clear sky with white, fluffy clouds drifting across in it. Just like the clouds, Mingyu has been drifting away in his pool of thoughts. As he sips his favourite beverage which he decided to get before starting work for the day, the smile on his lips never leaves.

Life has been good to Mingyu lately. His boss has boosted to him about the surety of him being promoted to the Head of Brand Marketing, a position he has been eyeing for a long time, which would also mean an upgrade in paycheck so he could contribute more in the care of his parents, pampering his sister a bit more even though they have always been content.

A notification breaks his blissful reverie and the contact name on the screen widens the stretch of his lips. It's a text from Sora, his girlfriend of five years. But his lips curl down as he reads the message stating she's extending her stay at her home for some reasons again, for the third time. A frown sits on his face at the thought of spending another series of nights in his empty shared apartment without being in the embrace of the love of his life.

Mingyu wears his heart on his sleeves. He can be defined as a pure romanticist, an absolute sentimentalist. He's liked by everyone. Apart from sculpted physique and height, he's lovable because of his nature as well.

It's a daily routine, he walks into his workplace and a swarm of bee like people come to greet him, some wanting just a glimpse of him, some wanting to get running guidance on how to maintain work-life balance, others just to confirm that Kim Mingyu isn't just a myth but an actual existence.

It's also evident that Mingyu is popular not only because of looks but also how he always helps his coworkers, a great leader to his subordinates, an outstanding resource to his bosses and a reliable asset to the company. The year-end performance evaluation knocks around the corner and everyone is busy to clock details, set the impression right. Mingyu has a good feeling about it.

He isn't much of a private person, he flaunts everything he is proud of, never to rub off arrogantly but with a sincere smile and soft eyes. But only his family and group of close friends know that he's planning to propose to Sora once she returns, that he has already bought the ring that sits hidden in his apartment closet.

After work, he decides to visit the Game Parlour where he can't be dimed as a regular but he definitely visits it often. Mingyu had a knack for gaming since childhood, he was a pro gamer during his university days often being called to participate in the championships, winning many of them. Though he would have loved a career in the gaming industry but that teenage boy wasn't courageous enough to take the risk.

The first thing he seeks after logging into his gaming account is for a specific Id. As soon as he sees the green dot beside he puts on his headphone and pings in the chatbox.

phoenix_726 is another gamer whom no matter what Mingyu is never able to beat nowadays. He always bags the second position and when they team up, it's a given no other can be the winner.

Mingyu often throws banter to the gamer, to whom he assumes is another closely aged man from the voice he has heard while gaming. They stay anonymous to each other and share bits and frustrations of life. No one else knows but Mingyu has another friend in form him, whom he ocassionally confides in, there's an sense of goodfaith. Having a great sense of humour and gaming skills, he definitely helps Mingyu shake off his worries and have a good time. So Mingyu casually slips that he's gonna propose to his long time girlfriend soon and invites him to the wedding already. All giddy, he says he can't wait for the day to come.

Mingyu is a crying mess when that day finally comes. He's inconsolable. He feels like his world has collapsed. Not only did Sora slap a rejection to his proposal, she also had admitted to emotional cheating on him before leaving. Another batch of fresh tears stream down his cheeks when he remembers her words from before.

"I'm sorry Gyu, I can't do this anymore.", Sora says urging him to be off his knees, closing off the ring box, "I don't love you anymore, I've outgrown you."

Mingyu stands frozen. He can't believe his ears, none of the people present believe what they're hearing.

"I had gone back home to take a break from everything, to sort out my feelings. Your presence was overwhelming, it was suffocating me.", she says tearily, "And I realised a lot of things. The reason I kept delaying my return is because I was preparing myself to tell you the truth."

Mingyu snaps out and quickly grabs her hands, "I'm sorry. Please give me another chance, I'll be better.", he swears in tears, "I'd not bother you much, let's start afresh, I'm willing to do everything you want me to.", he begs, "Please, just don't leave me. I love you, I can't live without you."

Sora's sobs echo throughout the venue, "I can't, I have developed feelings for someone else. So please let's end it."

That served as the last nail in the coffin. Mingyu stands straight looking at her and says in hollow voice, "Go. Empty the apartment before I get back. And never show yourself again."

"Come on buddy, let's go my to place.", says Jeonghan, trying to get Mingyu up but failing nonetheless, "What are you doing? Come help me.", he side-eyes and hisses at Soonyoung.

The said man quickly scrumbles on his feet and they both manage to take him to the car.

"Seokmin & Hansol have gone to drop uncle, aunt & Minhee. And now we'll head to my place not Jeonghan's.", Junhui says as he waits in the driver seat patiently for the other three to settle in, ignoring the protests from Jeonghan.

Mingyu takes a whole week off, which is something he has never done before. He also hasn't got his heart crushed before so....

The guys regularly check upon him, dropping by casually. There are some calls from his family and they always keep it short. Everyone hopes for him to be okay but the pain in his chest never subdues. The whole apartment reeks of Sora. The memories flash before his eyes and he hates that he wants them back, wants to go back to the time when they were happy, when there was only love and bliss. He checks his phone every now and then in hopes of getting a text or call from Sora saying it was a mistake and she wants him back but that never happens.

Mingyu thinks he might die from this heartache.

But he tries, tries his best to go on with his life. People notice the change in his demeanor but they don't pry because of the respect they have for him.

Seokmin, one of his closest friends and also colleague visits his cabin to check upon him.

"You don't have to babysit me, Min.", Mingyu sighs as he looks at the chocolate box, his friend places on his table.

"I'm not, Min. But you don't exactly look good currently and I'm afraid more people will come for me now that my rival is lacking.", Seokmin dictates dramatically.

Mingyu laughs, "Yeah sure. The throne is all yours. Don't you have work?"

To that Seokmin instantly deflates, "I'm knees deep in work.", and looks at him with expectant eyes, "We're gonna crash at Jeonghan's tonight."

"Oh, does he know that we're gonna crash at his place for the whole weekend?", Mingyu snorts already knowing the answer.

"Why does he have to know?", Seokmin says, "We're just gonna barge at his place, that guy's bitchless so that shouldn't be a problem--"

Seokmin bites his tongue but it's already late.

"So am I", Mingyu tries to joke smiling sadly and looks at him, "You don't need to feel bad, I'm getting used to it."

The second betrayal comes to him in succession and rather quickly after a month and half later, when in the year-end evaluation it was announced that it's not him but Kim Hanjun, the relative of someone who works in a higher slash powerful position, gets promoted as the Head of Brand Marketing. His hardwork and dedication gets defeated against connections.

Since that day, Mingyu is a changed person within the work space. Once a bubbly personality now is nothing but aloof employee who comes to office and is off his desk as soon as the work hours are over. He doesn't indulge in conversations or attend adhoc works. He already has a resignation letter drafted and saved in his laptop.

Kim Mingyu wishes nothing but misery for the people who have wronged him. He wants nothing but healing for himself.

Your trained gaze alone is enough to send the person lining infront of you six feet under.

"I gave you a whole month to come up with the concept of character design and you bring this to the table.", your tone is dangerously low, "Am I supposed to show this to the Design Director?"

The girl is sweating, as she manages to speak, "I-I'm sorry, I'll get back to you with new inputs."

"How long?", you ask.

"A week. I'll make sure to complete it in a week.", she says with scared eyes.

You sigh, taking your glasses off, "We have a deadline, keep that in mind. You can reach out to Kwon Soonyoung of Art and Naration Department for guidance. Don't bother him much, he's a busy man."

Before she leaves, you add, "Mail me the initial drafts and also coordinate with Dowon, the main characters should complement each other in the terms of their appearance, weapons etc."

Your walking out of the cabin, silences the whole office. As you pass by, all people do is bow to you, they never dare to look at you, nor do they dare to strike a conversation.

Neither are you interested in indulging in any kind of talks with these people who are plain gossipers and can only think of judging people by materialistic bases.

'Ice Princess', that's the cliche nickname you've acquired, which still confuses you but you could care less. All you could care about is work and getting it done.

The day continues and it's during the lunch hour that you get a call from your uncle. And you'd have never imagined, this meet-up would lead him to say something so bizarre, something that would change your life.

"You're getting married.", he says, with all seriousness making your stomach churn.

And before you could open your mouth, he continues, "Trust me this once. You know I would never compromise your happiness with anything less."

Next day, you suddenly find yourself sitting in front of the guy you're supposed to marry.

It's strange and beyond awkward, with neither of you clearly having no idea of what to talk about, where to start and above all how did it come down to something like this.

"Did my uncle threaten you to marry me?", you stay poised, voice stone cold, eyes looking out through the window glass.

Mingyu almost chokes on air but he's quick to regain composure, "Well hello to you too and no, he didn't."

"Then why did you agree on marrying a stranger? I'm sure you don't even know me."

Mingyu sighs, "You should know that your uncle is one of the Senior Executives in the company I work for and I respect him a lot. When he came to me with the proposal, I was taken aback but you sure are beautiful and independent and I have been also meaning to settle down so I couldn't find myself refusing it."

You scoff, "Do you know what you're getting into? I'm not easy to handle, I'm more than capable of making you rip out your hairs."

You continue further, "I don't treat the concept of marriage as some sort of joke or treaty where two involved parties would make a deal or whatever. Uncle has been nagging since forever asking me to get married but I have been pushing it back because...", your voice drops and gaze wavers, "Nevermind. I'm not doing it."

Mingyu gasps at your words before gruffing out, "No please, give me a chance. Look, I have been in a rough patch for past months. I want this marriage to happen just not to bridge connections or to push through any other motives, I want to start afresh."

You squint your eyes at him, "Doesn't sound sincere at all. But I trust uncle and he must have a solid reason if he chose you and you're good looking so it's a bonus. Hence, I'm willing to give it a chance."

You get up from your seat and walk up to him, one hand on the table, other on the armrest of his chair. Hovering over you say, "Kim Mingyu, I have already warned you, if I find any discrepancy after getting married, you'll be a dead meat. I can tolerate anything but betrayal."

Mingyu instantly breaks in cold sweat.

"You're gonna do what?", Minhee asks, in case she has heard it all wrong from her brother.

Mingyu sweeps his gaze across the faces of his parents, his sister and all his friends. They all echo the same expression, they all are utterly dumbfounded.

"I'm getting married", he repeats again, "to Lee Y/N."

"And who's that?", asks his father.

"What do you mean by getting married so suddenly?", this time his mother raises her voice, "Aren't you still silently moping over that girl?"

Silence falls upon the room, until Soonyoong's loud gasp erupts through the room.

That's not something abnormal for Soonyoung to do but Mingyu exactly gets the reason behind it and gestures him to keep his mouth shut.

"Do you know her--", Jeonghan gets cut off.

"Do you have a pic of--", Hansol gets cut off.

"Did you even meet her--", Junhui gets cut off.

"Does Y/N even knows that you're marrying her?", Soonyoung is the one who gets to finish his question.

Mingyu heaves a breath after getting bombarded with non stop questions. His head spins and he hasn't even started yet.

Seokmin is unusually quiet. There's seriousness ghosting him which is rare. Once Mingyu goes out to send off his family, it's Seokmin who tells the others about the whole situation because apart from Mingyu and your uncle, he's the only one who has the grasp of the situation to the fullest.

When Mingyu returns he sees a bunch of disappointed faces except one. Soonyoung is eyeing him with uncertainty, something one could mistake as remotely scare.

"I think Soonyoung needs a breather.", Junhui says, "Because he works with Y/N, not directly but he knows her well enough."

The said man throws a very curious gaze at Mingyu saying, "Nothing is making sense to me. You two are polar opposites, Gyu. And not the kinds that fit in the criteria of opposite attracts."

"I don't support it.", Jeonghan retorts, "This is wrong. If this ever gets out, you're so gonna regret it."

"I have made up my mind.", Mingyu tells him with all certainty, "This wedding is going to happen and I'm not letting anything get in the way to my happiness anymore."

And that's how the preparations of the wedding starts.

You and your uncle meet Mingyu and his family. Though you had expected it to be another one of the awkward meetings but it turns out rather pleasing. His family is welcoming, especially his younger sister, Minhee. While everyone inside discusses the date of engagement and wedding, Mingyu slips you out of the conversation.

You both take a stroll in the neighborhood.

"How was it, meeting them?", Mingyu asks.

You walk straight, not meeting his gaze, "I like them, they have an amiable aura surrounding them.", you suddenly halt and look at him, making him halt as well, "But not you."

Mingyu creases his brows, "You'll come to like me, that's me, I'm lovable."

You scoff, crossing over your hands, "We'll see about it."

The engagement date is set to a month later, followed by the wedding.

You gradually sink back into work and it's a relief that you don't hear from Mingyu but that's cut short when you receive a text from him a week later.

So that's how you landed in your soon to be fiancé's apartment. You sit quietly, gaze constantly sweeping back and forth on the new faces.

Mingyu takes a seat beside you and starts introducing his friends. The text Mingyu had sent primarily stated something along his friends wanting to meet you, which you had bluntly rejected. But when he called you immediately after, saying that they're his extended family and it's important for you and them to get along because it's them you're gonna have to deal with more than his own family, you scolded him for good five minutes for blocking your time during workhours before agreeing on a meet-up.

So far, you've learned that they all belong to almost same age group. Seokmin is a childhood friend who works in the same company as Mingyu, practically indicating that the two are inseparable. The rest are his friends from university days, some he acquired while playing tournaments, others from being a regular at the same game parlour etc.

Jeonghan is a lawyer and eldest among all. Junhui is a dentist and you're immediately setting an appointment with him. Hansol is a photographer who tells that he's gonna manage all the shoots starting from the engagement to the wedding.

And the last one is a very familiar face. You would rather introduce him well to the others because he works with you. And that's the reason he's seated stiff throughout.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?", you ask Soonyoung.

Yes, Soonyoung wants to say this but rather he settles with it a subtle shake of head. He breathes a silent sigh of relief when he feels your gaze off him.

"I guess Soonyoung has already made all of you aware of my reputation. But that's how I am at work.", you say smiling wide.

The rest all relax and exchange smiles before going stiff again when you add, "I'm exactly the same off work as well."

Mingyu nudges your elbow but you don't bother to look at him.

"Stop scaring them.", he says in a hushed voice and you quip back immediately.

"I'm just letting them know that I may not be the perfect sister-in-law they want or picturing me to be. When expectations are less, people on both ends won't get hurt."

The atmosphere turns rigid, the room turns silent.

"What about your parents, Y/N? Do you have any siblings--", Mingyu is late to hush Junhui's failed attempt to wave off the tension. Jeonghan is about to knock his friend's head when he remembers that Junhui was absent the last time when this topic was brought up.

"I'm sorry, Y/N.", Mingyu is quick to aplogize.

You look at a very confused Junhui and tell him, "My uncle is my only family. Sixteen years ago, I lost my parents, aunt and my cousin in a car accident. Since then it's me and uncle. We do have some distant relatives but they're not in touch. Hope this resolves your query."

Checking your watch, you get up, "I'll get going."

"So soon? Please stay till dinner", Seokmin requests, "We all have cooked for you."

Your eyes go wide for a brief moment, as you accidentally speak out your mind, "No one has ever made an effort to cook for me except my uncle."

And before you could slip out, you're almost being dragged into the dinning space. There's no denying that you haven't had this good food recently. And though you say that you've no shame but you don't meet anyone's eyes when you tell them to pack some of the leftovers for you.

You sit silently, watching the crowd, observing the people. You have just been engaged to Mingyu and though it was meant to be a private ceremony, you realised how you quantify it might be completely different from your fiancé.

The only person from your side who's attending is your uncle and it'll be the same in the wedding and all other ceremonies as well. But as you have counted there are a total of thirty people who can be deemed close by Mingyu and are attending the engagement ceremony.

And you can see that it's not a bluff. Everyone is smiling wide, dancing and singing to their hearts will. What made your heart swell once again is that you can sense how each one of them congratulated you both with goodwill and sincerity.

The corner of your lips are twitching to stretch in a smile as you watch your would-be father-in-law being successful in dragging your uncle to the dance floor. It's been long since you've seen him laugh heartily, enjoy wholly.

You wonder if that's what having a family feels like. To be always surrounded by the people you love, who loves you unconditionally. To always have someone to lean onto. The trauma has led you to suppress the memories but you do remember vaguely something similar, a familiar backdrop, smiling faces and warmth.

Your heart suddenly constricts within your chest and you find yourself in the balcony catching breaths. Staring into the abyss of darkness, you don't notice the tears those stream down your face.

"Found ya.", you hear your now fiancé's voice and as he situates beside you. You try to discreetly wipe away the tears but Mingyu sees it.

He doesn't evade your space though, he just stands beside you, speaking nothing which is unlikely but you get what he's conveying and you're thankful to him.

The pre-wedding shoot is a headache, you think. You should be working on finalizing the designs and launch dates of the game but rather you're here at a beach, all dolled up and in a beautiful dress, hues matching to the shirt Mingyu's wearing.

You hate how warm the weather is. You hate how calming the sounds of sea waves are. You hate how soothing the gentle breeze is. You hate how beautiful Mingyu is looking just donning a polo shirt and chinos.

"You're staring a little too hard."

You get startled and crane your neck to see Hansol now changing some settings in his camera with a teasing smile on his lips.

Clearing your throat, you ask, "How long would it take?"

"For how long do you want it to go on?", Hansol enquires back and you want to duck his water underwater for acting smart with you.

A lot of things happen during the shoot. The remarkable ones are you being too shy to hold an eye contact with Mingyu for which you knew you're gonna get teased. Mingyu being scared off by some bugs, shouting, cowering behind you which settles the score, neither of you are getting teased by the other. You are almost whacking Hansol every time he takes a little too long to click the shots when you both are posing, smiling ear to ear, arms linked or hugging each other.

"I'll kill your friend.", you say through gritted teeth while smiling.

Mingyu controls his laugh as his eyes turn into slits, "Be my guest."

Hansol suggests a shot where Mingyu is standing in the water as waves graze his feet while he's cradle carrying you in his arms.

"We're done for now!", Hansol shouts, "Let's get going to the next location."

You immediately link your arms strongly around his neck when Mingyu tries to settle you down.

"My legs are aching.", you say resting your face on his shoulder, so that he doesn't get to see your face.

Mingyu squints his eyes, saying teasingly, "I thought you didn't like me?"

"Correct. I don't like you", you tell him, "I'm tired. Plus what's the use of those muscles if you can't carry me?"

Mingyu doesn't reply rather he sprints towards the rest of the people making you scream for you life as you hold him tighter.

The whole team cheers and shouts and Hansol does what he does best, takes thousands shots of you both throughout.

You open your eyes to hushed murmurs and coos only to find all eyes on you as you wake up nestled in Mingyu's chest as he's still sleeping unaware of the disastrous, as you would state, state you both are in. Your gentle push wakes him up and they inform that they're at Mingyu's address and he drops off by asking Hansol to take you home safely.

"He's good guy, Y/N.", Hansol says as the van heads towards your location, "Not saying because I'm his friend but genuinely, he's keeper."

You just give a subtle nod, choosing not to say anything.

You hate your personal space being evaded but for some reasons it's tolerable as you watch your would-be mother-in-law cooking in the kitchen of your apartment while Minhee aids her.

You stand quietly by the counter, eyes quizzically moving along with the movements of the two people present along with you.

"I have cooked enough for you to last a week.", Mingyu's mother tells you, "Stop eating those instant, frozen, junk food.", she says unimpressed as she clears out the cupboards.

"Don't tell him that I said this but my brother's a great cook, have him cook for you both everyday.", Minhee telltales.

The three of you have chat where they're the ones mainly speaking and you become an ardent listener. It feels nice, you think, to have people care for you, to evade your space when you say you hate it but actually want them to have around you.

That night when they try to head off back to home, you don't let them go, rather you insist them to stay the night and they do stay back. It's not another usual lonely night at your apartment.

Your uncle gifts you both a new apartment, ignoring your protests. He insists, you both need to start afresh, on the right foot. Jokes about your own apartments to be cool off place to crash in if you both have fights.

"Why do I have to be here?", you ask sitting unfazed along with Mingyu's friends (yours as well but you won't admit yet).

Mingyu whines, "Who else would finalize on my wedding suit? They're of no use", he points at his friends who jokingly throw hurls at him, "And I don't trust her choice.", he says pointing at his sister who's too used to his antics to be bothered.

"Such a baby", you roll your eyes, "I have a meeting at 5. Be quick."

Oh you did well in muffling the gasps every time the curtains raised and Mingyu appeared in trying the attire.

Let me buy them all, is what you wanted to say. But sadly, you had to settle for one. But Mingyu doesn't get the privilege to choose your wedding gown.

He sees you walking down the aisle along with your uncle. Mesmerizing would be an understatement he's beyond that. He is nervous and shows. You're nervous as well but as always you're a master in hiding it. The vows are exchanged and as the crowd chants, your lips meet for a brief moment.

Your uncle starts off with teary speech, making you and almost all others cry silently. You walk up to him hugging tight because he has the only constant throughout your life, raising you as his own child, to be present and cheering on you on every important event of your life.

Mingyu has a long list of people lining up for giving speeches for him but what surprises you is even though they share tales about him, they include you in bits and your heart feels at ease thinking about how you might have found a family and people you can call them as your own. Which also leads Soonyoung to get too comfortable, almost getting an earful from you in front of the guests if Mingyu didn't intervene for daring to challenge you for a gaming match with all cockiness. Man lives as if he has nine lives.

You meet his colleagues and he gets to meets yours as well. Mingyu wonders, he has been wondering for as long as he has known you that where did you seek solace on hard days. How come you had no friends, not even one. Or maybe you had, but somehow you've lost touch. He can only speculate.

The first week for the newlyweds goes by settling into the new space. Everything sets in fine and you both divide the duties. Mingyu would be in charge of cooking, you'd do the groceries and he'd join in too obviously. You'd both would be aware of the each other's whereabouts and respect the spaces.

"I'm fine with everything and I want to make this marriage work.", Mingyu's tone changes to a defensive one, "Also, please never go to my office room, no matter what.", he says pointing towards the same, "It's a request and I hope you'd respect it."

You nod understandingly, you're also not a big fan of people messing or evading into your workspace so you agree.

Mingyu has gotten used to it but not the others so when his friends gather at your home one night to catch up they're gurgling out the drinks they're having when you hear you speak.

You call Mingyu, Husband.

"Husband!", you call him seated on the couch. Ignoring the turning of heads, as soon Mingyu comes in your sight, you say, "I have ordered the takeout, none of you needs to spend time in kitchen, rather spend time with each other."

Everyone smiles wide. The rest throw a knowing glance at Mingyu. You take it as a cue to give them space and get up to leave the room.

"I'll take a walk outside. Have fun catching up.", you say stoicly, already beelining towards the passage, "Will be back once the food arrives."

"You're one of us, Y/N. We don't need any space but if you do, then please go ahead..", Jeonghan says making you stop in tracks.

You turn back and sweep gaze among the faces, specially your husband's for any disagreement and when you find his pleading eyes, you see yourself beelining back to your seat.

Work's hectic as ever and you both try to adopt into the change of lifestyle. But what's not happening is work - life balance. With the new gaming launch event nearing, you are expected to stay in the office till late. It's nothing new but something is actually new.

And that's Kim Mingyu. You're still getting used to receiving texts asking about your expected time of return, extending the offer to pick you up if needed. It's also nice to have food served on the table when you reach home.

It's warm when you sleep into the sheets quietly but your husband somehow finds you, holding you in his arms albeit of his sleepy state.

"Why are you hugging me?", you ask with your voice muffled against his chest one morning.

Mingyu has just stirred from his slumber when your voice reaches him. He gets to look at the top of your head and cranes his neck to see the tangled limbs.

"You were spooning me as soon as I got into the bed.", you further add.

His eyes widen, as he tries to untangle himself mumbling apologies, "I'm sorry. I have a habit of clinging while sleeping. I'll try to be careful from today onwards."

And he misses to notice that one of his hands circling your waist is now in your grip, "Who told you to retract?", you down your head further into his so he doesn't get to see even an inch of your face, "I was just asking."

Mingyu goes silent. He's not in love with you and he knows neither are you. But moments like this make him realise something.

He reminiscences another fairly recent memory.

"There's something bothering me.", you come into his view as he pauses the movie he was watching.

Your eyes don't meet his, "I have noticed how your parents deflate whenever I call them uncle and aunt."

Mingyu listens, unsure of where this monologue is going.

You now turn to the front facing the television, your back facing him as your voice toning down as you continue, "I know being their only daughter-in-law they have some expectations. But I'm not good at coining terms, especially the terms like mother and father since I haven't... When I haven't--", you pause sucking in a sharp breath.

Mingyu gets up and turns you to face him, "You don't have to try so hard. Be easy on yourself. There's plenty of time and my parents do understand where you're coming from. And trust they're not disappointed or anything."

And he proceeds to do the most assuring thing, he knows of. He softly pecks your forehead.

Your eyes widen and you grab his arms gaping at him.

"Do it again.", you blurt out and though he smiles a grim realisation gnaws on Mingyu.

Many of the basic acts of proximity and affection, you're experiencing them for the very first time, hence it always comes to you as a surprise. Mingyu's heart constricts in the chest because as a person who has been surrounded by love and people, he can't fathom how you have managed to live on your own, in your lone company.

You're six months into the marriage and things have changed. Changed for good, you think.

You think being in the office and being at home are not the same anymore, it does make a difference. It's not bad, having someone checking upon you. It's not all bad having someone cooking for you. It's absolutely amazing to hear someone rant out, eating your ears off about work and whatnot and not expecting any words of comfort in return.

That someone being your husband. You think your husband is bearable, maybe a little more than bearable.

Mingyu sits still with the phone in his hand as his eyes trace over the photo repeatedly. There's an ache in his heart, he can feel his chest tighten. There are tears pooling in the corner of his eyes, throat closing up suffocating him.

During the lunch break, just to kill some time Mingyu decided to scroll through his abandoned social media account, the ones he hasn't bothered to check since the breakup. And he it turned out to be a mistake as the first picture that popped up on his feed was of the one Sora posted flaunting her new man.

And as he clicks on her account, it breaks his heart to see all of the photos they've posted together or if them clicked together were gone. As if it never happened, as if none of that were true whereas his account is still all about her and their memories.

"It's time for you to delete those pics as well."

He hears Seokmin's say.

"Are you seriously wasting your energy on her?", Seokmin takes a seat beside him, "When you're married and have a such a wonderful wife waiting for you at home?"

Mingyu gives melancholic smile, "Home? Sora was my home, Min. It was supposed to be her waiting for me at the end of day."

"You're sounding like a loser. And I might throw hands at you for uttering nonsense.", Seokmin gets up abruptly making the chair screech, "Don't ruin your present by living in the past."

Dealing with you is not easy and Mingyu had decided to marry you knowing all ifs and buts. At the start it felt more like living with an uncooperative roommate. Then, as days passed he became aware of your habits. Nowadays he thinks you've become habituated to him and it's a good sign but what tires him out is it's only him who's trying.

"I got promoted, Y/N!", Mingyu says all excitedly as soon as you're back from work and into his sight.

"Oh, congratulations.", you say plainly.

He waits with expectant eyes for you to say more but you don't. You don't pat him, neither do you smile. You just simply saunter towards the shared bedroom to freshen up. Eyes turned dull, heart heavy, dejected Mingyu goes to bed empty stomach, his appetite now gone.

You're still cold, to the extent that it's freezing a strain on the relationship. You don't open up, you never appreciate his efforts openly, neither are you interested in his matters. All that matters to you is work.

"Mom was asking if we could visit them anytime soon. As you know their wedding anniversary is approaching and I was thinking if we could spend some days with them around that time?", Mingyu asks you on a call one day when you had to work at office on a weekend because of some changes in timeline.

"You can go.", you tell him, "I don't think I would be able to attend the anniversary party."

"Could you please try? It would mean a lot--"

"Mingyu, you know I can't. I'm sorry.", you say hanging up.

Mingyu doubts if he'll ever love again, he doubts if he'll ever love you. And being a person who wears his heart on his sleeves, he wants being vocal and receiving affirmations, you do neither. Though he knows there are many things which you're experiencing as a first but that doesn't justify anything when he's trying, you should try as well. He contemplates every night if made a mistake by marrying you, if he was too much consumed by greed.

The company's hosting a dinner and everyone's expected to bring a plus one. Some take the opportunity to introduce their partners to their colleagues, for others it's free dinner and socializing. For the past years Mingyu attended the event just to flaunt his partner, Sora and make her aware how much he's looked upon at his workplace. He liked the way people worshipped them, deemed them as the perfect couple, he lived for the vibe of it.

But this year though there's a lot of anticipation about him bringing his wife, Mingyu attends the party alone. He hadn't informed you about the party, simply because he doesn't want you to be here. He's still disappointed at you, plus he knows you wouldn't even care to come even if he asked so to save his dignity from another rejection he decides not to inform you. And if your uncle asks, he'd make some excuse.

The dinner party swings on and it's kinda mundane for Mingyu with Seokmin also not attending because he's out of town until he hears everyone applauding. His gaze follows the crowd when he sees your uncle entering.

And he instantly freezes on the spot when he sees you walking behind.

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i-merani · 11 months ago

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This is a WIRED article from 2018 about Russia's propaganda/disinformation campaign on Tumblr.

The thing is, while Tumblr has addressed it in the past, it is very clear that Russia still uses trolls on this site. The list that they've provided of Russia-linked blogs back then isn't available anymore (I can't access it). The reason I'm posting this now is because I see a lot of people posting screenshots of pro-russian users and I want you to know that there's high chance that these users you are interacting with might be a troll spreading Russian propaganda. With the invasion of Ukraine these blogs must have intensified their activities so you can imagine the state of disinformation on this site.

Here's a useful article on how to spot russian bots/shills

#russia #russian propaganda #propaganda #disinformation #politics #ukraine #mine #information war

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angels-fantasy · 8 months ago

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Top Secret Fiction Ch. 4

Farmers Market

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Description: After meeting the one and only pro hero Dynamight on a dating app, you two begin to see each other. Because of the dangers that come with his hero work, you both promise to be completely honest with each other from the beginning; though you can't help but keep one big secret from him.

You write fan fiction, mostly about him.

Chapter Details: nothing crazy. another date, katsuki being sweet, reader uses their quirk

Word Count: 1.4k

previous chapter

It's been about two weeks since you went on your date with Bakugou and you haven't seen him since, unfortunately. But it was for good reason - his hero work.

Going into this, you knew he'd be extremely busy, but you didn't think he'd be this busy. But you could understand it. Though something you did appreciate was the fact that he did make time to talk to you on the phone and would let you know when he'd have to go hours without talking.

In these past two weeks you also thought about his serious talk with you, about honesty.

Guilt ate away at you every time you started writing or even thought about it, which made it harder to stay active on your writing account.

Your secret really wasn't that big of a deal, but it was still a secret. Fan fiction was also something that had a bad reputation among people who didn't read it, so who knows how Bakugou felt about it.

Your phone ringing broke you out of your thoughts.

Looking at the caller ID, you saw that it was Bakugou. Smiling, you answered it and said "Hi Bakugou!"

"Hey, you busy right now?" He asked.

You looked around your room, as if that'd give you an answer. "Uh no, why?"

"Good. Can you be ready in like - thirty minutes? I'm free for the rest of the day and I wanna hangout now that I actually have time."

How sweet.

"Yeah I'll be ready by then. Are we meeting somewhere?"

"No, I'm picking you up."

"'Kay, see you then. Bye!"

"Bye."

Hanging up, you squealed into your pillow and then looked at the time. It was only 3:00 pm, so you'd have to be ready by 3:30.

As you rushed to get ready you wondered where Bakugou was taking you. He didn't say you had to dress a certain way, so you went for a casual and comfortable outfit.

He didn't seem like the type to take you somewhere extravagant randomly, so you were sure it'd be somewhere that was pretty relaxed.

After getting ready you noticed you had a few minutes left to spare so you decided to go check on the plants you had around your home.

You had about three plants in your home, all of them ranging from different sizes and types. You didn't have many plants in your home because you already had many at your work place.

You attended to each of your plants needs after they had told you what it is they wanted. One wanted more sunlight, the other was thirsty, and one was just fine.

You looked at your phone to check if Bakugou had texted you, and luckily he did. He had sent a text saying he was outside waiting for you.

You smiled and slipped your shoes on, saying bye to Cheerios and your plants like you always did.

Sliding into the passenger seat you said, "Hey stranger. How've you been?"

He smiled lightly, "Sorry I haven't been able to see you. Work keeps me busy but I'm good, you?"

"I get it. I've been good too though. Has anything interesting happened at work?"

Bakugou brought a hand up to his jaw and stroked it while he thought. "Eh, nothing major. I did stop a bank robbery with Red Riot a few days ago though."

You gasped and turned to him, "A whole bank robbery? I feel like that's such a stereotypical situation... you know? Like, you just see it in movies all the time."

"I know, which is why people usually don't attempt to rob a whole bank" He laughed, "But clearly these guys were idiots."

You laughed at that. "I can't even imagine trying to rob a bank. I mean - where would you even start?

The two of you continued to talk on the way to your destination, which he actually told you about this time. He said that there was a farmers market happening nearby and he actually went there pretty often, so he thought he should invite you along with him which you thought was sweet.

When you arrived it was just as you expected and it seemed to be quite busy.

"Wow I can't believe I've never been here before! The decorations are so cute." You said in awe, once you both started walking around.

"You wanna go get food? There's this old dude that sells the best takoyaki at his stand." Bakugou said as you two walked through the crowd.

You nodded, "Yeah I'm down. Takoyaki sounds really good right now - oh and after can we stop at that stand?" You asked, pointing to a stand that was selling crocheted stuffed animals.

He nodded and then held out a hand, "So you don't get lost in the crowd."

Yeah right.

You smiled and grabbed his hand, letting him lead the way to the takoyaki stand. Once you got there you met the old man he mentioned and talked to him for a bit. You found out that he made the takoyaki himself and he'd been doing it for over thirty years!

When it came to paying, Bakugou kept insisting that he would pay for your food but you stood your ground and told him you were just fine paying for your own.

He grumbled about it for a while after but eventually got over it. You two then went over to the stand you mentioned earlier, and looked at the stuffed animals for sale.

"They're so cute! I think I'm gonna buy one." You said to Bakugou.

He hummed, "You should get that one." and pointed to a white jumbo bunny wearing pink overalls.

"You're so right." You said and placed your food down so you could grab the bunny and check for a price tag.

Your eyes widened at the price.

"This thing is sixty bucks!" You whispered to him.

"What? Lemme see." He said and grabbed the bunny from you to look at the tag. His eyebrows raised a bit at the price. "Tsk, I can make this shit myself."

"You crochet?" You asked.

"Sometimes..." He said and looked away.

You laughed and then grabbed the bunny back from him. "Well, I guess it's goodbye bunny. You're just too expensive." You said and sadly put the bunny back where it once was, making sure to grab your takoyaki.

"Wanna go sit under that tree?" You asked and pointed to a large tree with a bench underneath it.

Bakugou nodded and you began making your way over to the bench.

Once you got there you both continued to eat your food in a comfortable silence. Looking up at the tree, you used your quirk and listened.

"This tree has seen a lot of things." You smiled.

"Whaddya mean?" He asked around his food.

"My quirk. I just used it and listened to the tree. She said she's seen a lot of interesting things in this spot, good and bad." You said and listened some more, "Proposals are the most common."

Bakugou smiled, "The tree really said all that?"

"Yeah! Trees have such interesting stories because they've been around so long." You said excitedly.

He looked up at the tree, "I guess I never thought about it like that."

After some more talking and eating, Bakugou offered to throw away your trash for you, which you accepted. He told you to wait at the bench for him, so you did.

It was taking him a bit longer than you thought it would so you began to worry a bit. As you were biting your lip in thought, a touch on your shoulder made you jump.

"Didn't mean to scare ya."

You placed a hand on your chest, "Jeez! You walk so quietly I didn't hear anything."

Bakugou smirked, "Here, I got you something."

He handed you a large, brown paper bag and watched as you looked inside.

"The bunny!" You gasped and pulled it out of the bag. "But it was so expensive, why did you buy this?!"

He shrugged, "You wanted it, and I guess it's okay to look at."

You looked at the bunny intensely and rubbed its head.

"It's so cute... Thank you so much." You said.

"It's not problem, just make sure to name it after me." He joked.

You clicked your tongue and smacked him with the bunny.

...

You guys had ended up spending the rest of the day together, finally leaving the farmers market around 8:30 pm.

When Bakugou pulled up to your house, you hesitated before getting out.

"You good?" He asked.

"Yeah, um. Do you wanna come inside?" You asked quietly.

He smiled the widest you've ever seen him smile and said, "Yeah. Will your plants be okay with it?"

"Har har." You said while rolling your eyes and got out the car, leading him into your house.

next chapter

authors note

sorry for the little cliff hanger :3

also, here's the bunny katsuki bought reader

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avengerphobic · 10 days ago

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did the avengers even do anything about orchis? they were killing mutants but the avengers don't even give a shit

🏃🏿‍♂️3dmanofficial Follow

am i joke to you

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🏺greencianurn 🔁 pro-bono-boner

☢️chulkstan Follow

FYI Amadeus is really uncomfortable with yall writing amadeus/herc fics. Cut that shit out

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lmao im not gonna stop #why is he even searching it up

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❄️lunasnowed Follow

i cant believe people are still circulating those pictures of brawn and luna kissing #i dont get why people ship them #luna just seems so much like a lesbian #honestly could have been a publicity stunt

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anonymous asked: I write fanfic of my friends (we're superheroes). Anyway i found my friends fanfiction of us and confronted him about it, and he said it was weird that I was reading fanfiction about us. And i was like well its weird that you're writing fanfiction about us. he called me a hypocrite. And I got mad and yelled at him and told him I didn't like that he wrote fanfiction where we got together and that it was even weirder that he wrote it so that it was a love triangle with our other friend. He's not speaking to me rn. I feel bad because it is hypocritical of me to be mad. But I feel like writing self-ship is different than shipping your friends. idk....

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#did msmarvel send this in lol

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⚔️blackknightofficial

actually really hurt that theres hardly any rpf of me #there should at least be a couple of fics of me getting down and dirty during the crusades

🤖robotomato 🔁 cap4cap

🌟cap4cap

people are weird why ship a guy with a dude who tries to kill him like every other week

#dont get the appeal especially when he has a best friend and wife?

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🚀illegalrocketship

I saw one of my mutuals vaguing me for shipping dr doom and reed richards. Girl have you seen the way victor looks at him? I have eyes and a heart #villian/hero antis are such losers

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I DO NOT SHIP SAM WILSON AND STEVE ROGERS I SHIP MONICA RAMBEAU/STEVE ROGERS...... STEVE ROGERS IS NOT GAY #can you people leave me aloneeeee #ive been shipping captain marvel and captain America since before most of yall have been alive

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so we're all in agreement that professor x and magneto fucked right

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dont be fucking weird magneto dropped a car through my house??

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yeah and he fucked professor x

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anonymous asked: Is it okay to ship you with Iceman even though you're married

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Uh, so I'm not the superhero Northstar. I am a roleplay account for the North Star. Like in the Sky. But Sure you can ship me with Iceman #adjalkfjaajkfd

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anonymous asked: Not you shipping Bucky and Steve Rogers even tho steve met bucky when he was literally a child

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I DIDNT KNOW 😭 #i should have looked it up i know but it just never occurred to me #because its such a widespread ship

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i want to shine professor x's bald head #id let him run me over with his wheelchair ugh

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did yall see how sad us agent looked looking at hawkeye in this video. he wants him so bad..... #hawkagent #us agent #hawkeye #clint barton #the way being us agent is a performance for him #and the government doesnt let him act on his feelings #so he just has to burn with desire

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why isnt there one million fics about them 😭😭😭 #UGH WHYYYY

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the way yall ship dazzler with every woman she so much as looks at is so annoying no wonder she's locked in the fucking closet yall wont stop speculating about who she has fucked #i hate rpf fans

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do yall think hank beast and wonder man have explored each others bodies

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#tumblr dash board simulator

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starieq · 9 months ago

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“Lovin her seems tiring..” part 1

Taggies/ warnings; Pro!HeroKats, cheating, fingering, creampie, blowjob, ridding, cumming, squirting, swearing, mention of sex toys, dirty talk, titty fuck, drinking, drunk messaging, dry humping.

a/n: i had a little to much fun with the Taggies/warnings, lmao!: hello! Tysm for all the damn love! I honestly feel really happy I decided to make an account cuz I’d just go on tumblr and read bkg fics. Some of my favorites have liked Stuffie animals and some followed me, which oml🥹 but i’am really just on here to make people’s day and make some new friends:D enjoy my first 18+ fic and tell me what anime characters or characters I should write abt! Love ya! 🤭🫶🏼

part 2!

You’ve been working with Katsuki Bakugo, aka, the more professional word, “Dynamight” for a few months now. As his pretty little assistant, you have to deal with his bull shitting, make meetings for him, make meeting PLANS with other pro heros, schedule trips for him and his little bitch of a girlfriend, Kira. God you fucking hate her. You don’t really wanna admit that you have a big crush on Dynamight, but only your diary knows that information. But, you get why he chose her. She has the perfect long black silk hair that hangs out with her ass, glossy lips, pretty dark green eyes, slim hourglass figure, and perfect pale skin. But, you also don’t know why the fuck he chose her, because all she does on her free time is spend Bakugos money on stuff she wants. You’re also pretty positive she spent some of his money on a fucking boob job.

You come home to your cute apartment to your cat Loki, stretching on your leg begging to be carried and snuggle up with his favorite human in the world. If you’re feeling in the mood, you’d pick him up and put him on the little bed by the window where he spends most of his time sleeping, when you two get up, sleeping when you’re getting ready for work, and sleeping when you’re at work.

Anyways, you’re in the mood to just sit in your bed, legs spread wide, with your box of toys next to you. head propped up on some pillows while your vibration toy is on your puffy sensitive clit thinking of Bakugo pushing his redish pink angry head through your sensitive folds while you’re moaning his name.

“F-fuck..! C-cant.. f-fucking take i-it! Bak- mh~ Bakugo!” You moan. The white bed sheets turning a light shade of grey.

You take a look down in between your legs to see what just happened. You’ve never squirted before? Usually your clit would just throb. You swipe off hair from your forehead when you hear your phone ringing.

You scramble out of the bed to get to your phone which was across the room.

:caller ID; Dynamight🧡💥:

“Shit!” You whisper yell as you tried to swipe answer.

“Hello? y/n speaking,” you say trying to sound professional and calm since you just fucking squirted.

“Fuckin know who you are.” Bakugo grumbles.

“Sorr-“ Bakugo cuts you off.

“Need ya to schedule a hotel for me and you. Got a fuckin mission in Tokyo and ya need to come with.” He says with an annoyed voice.

“I-“ you get cut off again, but with a girls voice.

“Katsuki! I need more laced bras! Ugh, you’re so cheap! Gimme your card now! And who the fuck are you on call with? Trynna cheat on me while I’m in the same fucking room as you right now?!??”

You’re guessing that’s Kira. God she’s annoying. She’s obviously a fucking gold digger out for his fame and money. You’d be so much better to him unlike his bratty girlfriend.

“I’m on the fuckin phone with my damn assistant brat! I don’t give two fucks if ya need laced ass bras! Leave me the fuck alone woman!” Bakugo yells.

“Make the fuckin reservations tonight.” The last sentence he said before hanging up.

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mindfulstudyquest · 3 months ago

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❥﹒♡﹒☕﹒ 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘀 pros and cons

a girl asked me to talk about my erasmus experience in the questions box and she inspired me to make this post. if you have posts to request don't be shy! unfortunately i don't have all the time i would like to uptade but i will try to keep up.

erasmus is a student mobility program of the european union that allows a european student to attend a school in another EU country for a period of time legally recognized by their home institution.

it is a temporary experience with many benefits, enabling students to engage with different cultures and customs. due to its non-permanent nature, i believe it is one of the most beautiful opportunities for a student to feel completely free to explore and understand themselves, to figure out what they want and do not want from their life and educational path.

but let’s start by discussing its downsides. unfortunately, not everything is perfect.

𝟭. paperwork ( 📄 )

hey, i know, guys, i'm not the first or the only one to say this, but the paperwork for erasmus is a pain in the ass. it's not only extremely complicated, but universities (mine for sure, but i know it's a common experience) provide zero help in filling out the documentation. especially if you're not familiar with bureaucracy (and at 20 it’s normal not to be familiar with these things), it can seem like an insurmountable mountain. but if i, someone who doesn’t understand anything about this stuff, managed to get through it, you can do it too. typically, the documentation includes:

various information like ID, health card, and the IBAN of an account in your name (or joint name) where they will deposit the scholarship.

learning agreement, another plague sent from hell because you usually have to deal with two professors, one from your university and one from the host university, who clearly would prefer to mop the sea than help you fill out your learning agreement.

financial agreement for the scholarship, which has specific deadlines by which you need to submit documents (usually IBAN, learning agreement, and acceptance letter from the host university). fun fact: i almost missed this and didn’t receive the scholarship because these deadlines were buried deep in my university’s website (don’t be like me, make sure to be informed well about the financial agreement or you risk being left without money).

the best advice i can give you is to find someone from your university who has already done the erasmus where you’re supposed to go and ask them for some information. they, having gone through it, know what mistakes to avoid and what’s best to do. the offices often assume too many things and give you insufficient and hasty information.

𝟮. finding an accomodation ( 🏡 )

this too, another pain in the ass. it depends on the city, but here in madrid, finding a place to live has been a nightmare (and indeed, i've significantly overshot the budget i had set for rent). you have various options for accommodation:

student dormitories these solutions may seem the best at first glance, but they aren’t always. here in madrid, the fees for the dormitories at my campus cost more than my current rent, plus having only one kitchen for an entire floor is not exactly optimal comfort, especially if, like me, you cook a lot.

apartment studio/flat this is definitely the most comfortable option, but also the most expensive. a studio outside the center in big cities can cost up to €1000 a month. however, if you can afford it and prefer privacy, then go for it. at first, living alone might not be easy, especially if it’s your first time away from family, but you’ll get through it quickly.

room in an apartment this can be the best or the worst option depending on your luck because having flatmates means cohabitation, which is not always pleasant. if you're going in erasmus with someone you know, it might be optimal to share an apartment or take two rooms in a larger flat. personally, i rented a room in an apartment with three other people (two bathrooms and a kitchen), and i couldn’t be happier; i love my flatmates, and we quickly became friends. we cook together, go out together, spend entire evenings chatting and joking and they helped me a lot overcoming the first crisis. i realize, though, that i am an exception, so choose your accommodation carefully.

in short, consider your choice based on 3 factors:

proximity to the university/public transport links i study outside of madrid, almost an hour by bus from my place, but i live practically across from the bus stop, so it’s not a problem at all.

centrality/connection to the city center you're in erasmus to experience the city!

comfort of the place such as private bathroom (very hard to find but not impossible), utensils, AC, appliances (we have a dishwasher at home, and i assure you it saves our lives everytime).

𝟯. homesickness ( 🤧 )

yes, everyone feels homesick, even the most stoic. but guarantee you, you'll get through it. first of all erasmus, fortunately or unfortunately, isn’t forever. it’s a 6 month/1 year experience that is incredibly valuable for your personal growth, at the end of this period of time, you'll be back home. secondly, you can always stay in touch with friends and family in the age of technology. those who truly love you will support you in this project and do everything they can to make you feel less lonely. lastly, during erasmus, you’ll make many amazing friendships and connections that you otherwise would never have the chance to make.

𝟰. language barrier ( 🦜 )

i can’t say much about this, i've never studied spanish in my life, but, since i'm italian, i have no trouble following the lessons and understanding people when they speak, even though i'm still not able to express myself well in this new language. however, by living in another country, you’ll learn the language much faster and more effectively than with any academic course. in just a month, i already feel much more comfortable with spanish, and everyday i learn new things.

and of course, i could talk for hours about the benefits of erasmus, but i might save my praises for a post i'll write later, towards the end of this experience.

i can tell you that in just a month here, a whole new world has opened up for me. not only is the thrill of being in another city, in another country, an electrifying flow of continuous energy, but i’ve also realized things about myself that i might have ignored before.

i have much more confidence in myself; i feel freer, less afraid of making mistakes. it’s true, i’m far from my family and friends, but this also means i’m far from all those eyes under which i always try to appear perfect.

i crave to see and learn, i'm eager to discover new things, and this drives me to do things i probably wouldn’t do in my home country, to appreciate their flavor and indulge in the uncertainty of "maybe i’ll like this".

for the first time, i’m experiencing a new country without the rose-tinted filter of a short vacation. i’ve never felt as rich and full of gratitude as i do now, and i hope this is a feeling every student can experience.

so, erasmus, yes or no? absolutely yes.

i’d love to keep updating you on my experience abroad. what do you think? would you like that? let me know in the comments! star kisses ⭐

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 26 days ago

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What The Heart Desires ❤️💚 (Daddy Dom!BakuKiri x sub!Mina x sub!Reader 18+ Short Fic)

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Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Ejirou x Mina Ashido x Black!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: In which two lonely-hearted girls make a wish on a star one Christmas Eve for their hearts’ desires: a Daddy Dom. What they don’t expect that night after their annual Christmas party is to receive that wish in two. When their very special party guests and secret crushes show up unannounced at their door proclaiming their romantic feelings and that these two cuties are theirs, what will our two lonely hearts do? Will they have to choose?

Tags: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); Pro!KiriBakuMina (Late 20s-Early 30s); Bimbo!sub!Mina x Bimbo!sub!Reader; Dom!KiriBaku; Fantasy; Comedy; Size Difference; Aphrodisiac; Dubcon/R*pe; Body/Chest Worship; Scar Appreciation; Foreplay; Messy Kissing; Spit Play; Cum Play; S*x w/ S*x Toys; Anal Play; Spanking; Choking; Hair-Pulling; Degradation/Praise; Daddy Kink; DDLG; Mild BDSM; Oral (Giving & Receiving); Slutifcation; Objectification; Multiple Positions (Doggystyle, Missionary, Daisy Chain, etc.); Polyamorous; Everyone Is Bi; Mutual Os; Creampies; Ownership; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Chapters: ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. FIVE. SIX. BONUS CHAPTER.

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THREE: WILL YOU BE MINE?

Knock, knock, knock.

You startle awake with a snooze between a squeak and a whimper like a mouse, shooting up from your sleeping position on your tummy. You take a moment to adjust to your new state, having just been rudely awakened from a deep slumber.

You look around the room, your eyes registering the soft glow of the fireplace. It is still ablaze, painting your living room in a soft glow along with the twinkling Christmas lights decorating the tree and the mantle. The end credits to ‘The Polar Express’ are on the TV which you remember flicking on at some point.

You must have fallen asleep during the movie. You barely remember it happening, only finding yourself on the couch underneath a thick blanket.

Knock, knock, knock.

You jump, turning towards the front door. Someone is here? Could that be from the house over? What time is it?

Your girlfriend sleeps at your feet on the couch, covered by a fluffy blanket. “Mina?” you sleepily ask. She doesn’t respond, only giving a flutter of her long lashes as she sleeps.

Then your house phone rings. It is sharp and loud, making you flinch and Mina groans in her sleep. “Turn it off,” she mumbles in her sleep, her adorable face etched in annoyance.

Quickly, you get up from the couch and reach for it on the coffee table, not even looking at the caller ID. It could just be a telemarketer or a scam call. “H-Hello?” you yawn.

“Y/N?” Kiri answers. “It’s me. Sorry, were you asleep? I’ve been tryin’ to call and left you, like, three voicemails.” His deep, raspy voice hits you like a tidal wave and suddenly, your sleep fog dissipates.

“Oh, Kiri!” you gasp, your stomach somersaulting. “I’m so sorry! My ringer must’ve been off and I fell asleep.” Mina stirs awake from the couch, poking her head up from her blanket. “Wha…?” she mutters. “Baby, who is that?” Her pink curls are messy and unruly.

“No, no, it’s fine,” Kiri says, sounding frantic. You are suddenly worried. “Listen, I’m at your front door. I meant to visit before the party ended, but we got so tied up at work and—“

“Don’t apologize, please,” you interrupt him, already moving to the front door. “I’m getting the door now.” You hang up the phone as your feet hit the soft carpet floor and you unlock the front door. Sure enough, when you open it, there is Red Riot himself standing on your doorsteps.

You turn to a confused and sleepy Mina sitting on the couch. “It’s Kiri,” you say, unable to hold in your excitement. Her golden eyes widen. “He came?” she asks, sitting up straight. “But it’s so late!” Quickly, she fixes her hair and wipes the drool from her face.

You swing open the door, revealing the pro in his big winter coat and scarf wrapped snugly around his neck. His big hands are tucked into his pockets and he stands so stiffly to avoid being so cold that you almost think he has been frozen that way.

Despite all of that, he still gives you a bright smile with those sharp, white teeth. “Hey,” he says in his oh-so-deliciously raspy, deep voice.

“Hi, Kiri!” you chirp, immediately moving out of the doorway to let him in. “Please come in and get warm. You look like you’re freezing!” He lets out a shivery exhale and a “thank you” as he awkwardly shimmies inside, ducking down to avoid hitting his head on the doorframe. He is so tall!

And so, so big. He makes your and Mina’s living room look like a dollhouse. Your body reacts to his delicious size and length by giving you a tingle in your stomach, the butterflies awake and excited by his surprise visit.

“Here, let me take your coat,” you say. It is really just an excuse to touch him…and smell him. You can’t help it! Kiri always smells so good whenever you’re near him—like cinnamon and some kind of spiced scent from his soap.

You ignore the butterflies that have made their way up to your chest as you take off his coat and scarf, hanging them up on the coat rack near your door. He stands there in his tan cashmere sweater and jeans, his cheeks slightly flushed from the cold.

Mina stands from the couch and gives him a hug, standing just below his chin. “Well, look who decided to finally make himself known,” she teases. “You look close to death! Here, I’ll get you some hot chocolate.”

Kiri shakes his head though he looks like he needs it. “No, Mina,” he says. “Thanks, but I’m not here for any of that.” His crimson eyes trail over to you, stealing your air. “Where’s Bakugou?” you wonder.

“He’s at home resting,” he explains and chuckles lightly. “It was a looong night and you’ll definitely see it on the news later.” You can’t help but snort, remembering Bakugou mentioning a giant snowman. You can only wonder what kind of mess of a villain they had to fight tonight.

Kiri’s face is still flushed as if he has been sitting by the fire for too long. He nervously shoves his gloves off of his big hands and shoves them away into his pockets. “I-I’m sorry for showin’ up some randomly, especially after the party, but…ah, jeez.”

He huffs to himself, rubbing the back of his neck. He looks away from you and Mina as if he can’t stand the sight of your short, sweet, cute little asses standing in front of him.

“Eijirou?” Mina softly asks. “Is everything okay?” She cocks her head to the side, placing a hand on his shoulder. He swallows hard, his Adam’s Apple bobbing in a way that is almost obscene to you.

He runs one of his big, tatted, ringed hands down his face, frustrated. “You’re gonna think I’m fuckin’ crazy,” he sighs, chuckling to himself. “But while I was downtown fighting that villain, all I wanted to do was race over here ASAP. I couldn’t help but feel like I needed to be here…like something was calling to me.”

Mina looks utterly perplexed while you stand there, frozen. “What do you mean?” you ask, your heart thundering in your chest. He couldn’t possibly mean…

Kiri gives you an almost pained expression, his red brows knitted tightly together. He motions to the couch. “Please,” he implores. “Sit down with me.”

He takes a seat while you and Mina sit on his left and his right so he is right in between. You have sat with Kiri many times before on this exact same couch, but something about it now feels different. You have to resist the urge to stare at his crotch and soft-looking lips for too long as he bites his bottom lip, wiggling his lip ring around with his tongue.

You wish it was your tongue doing that instead. You wish his tongue was wiggling something else around too.

He places his big, veiny hands in his lap though his fingers still fidget a bit. You can only wonder what has gotten him so apprehensive. He nervously licks his lips before he starts speaking. “I’ve been tryin’ to avoid sayin’ anything about this,” he sighs, “but…somethin’ is tellin’ me to stop playin’ around and tell you both how I feel…for the both of you.”

The way he softly gazes at you and Mina leaves nothing to question. You look at your girlfriend, taking in the shock on her face. It is exactly the way you feel. There is no way that Kirishima, Red Riot himself, a man as fine as him, likes you.

Mina, yes. She is a total package with her toned body from years of training, her fame, and her bubbly personality. While you don’t consider yourself an ugly ass troll or anything, you don’t consider yourself famous or wealthy or anything. All you have is your bakery and your famous girlfriend.

And yet Kiri stares at you as if you are everything and more.

“I’ve felt these feelings for you both for a long time.” He gives you a sheepish smile. “And I didn’t say anything in fear of messin’ up our friendship and your relationship with each other. I think you two are perfect for each other! A-And…”

He pauses, his face growing redder than his long locks cascading down his back and shoulders. You and Mina are as silent as church mice, patiently waiting for him to continue.

Finally, he exhales and finds the confidence to continue his confession. “And I’d like to have the honor of being with the both of you too, i-if you’ll have me,” he confesses. “I’ve had this mad, stupid crush on you both for a while now, but lately, it’s grown. Every time I see you, it takes everything in me to control myself.”

You want to tell him the same—that every time you see him, you have the urge to grab him and kiss him. That you crave to be held in his arms. That your desire to be near him and Mina is so strong that it aches.

“You don’t have to,” Mina blurts. “Because I’ve felt the same way.” Bug-eyed, you and Kiri turn to stare at her in total shock. “You do?” you ask in unison.

Mina grows pink like her hair and nervously plays with the buttons on her romper. She slowly nods, admitting to her forbidden feelings. “I just never said anything because I didn’t want to make things weird between us.” She turns to you, her eyes soft. “I always knew you must’ve felt the same too. It was the way you looked at him.”

Kiri turns to you, lips parted in shock. You can no longer escape the truth. “It’s true,” you confess. “Mina, I’m so—“

“Don’t,” she interrupts, reaching across Kiri to gently squeeze your knee. “You have nothing to be sorry for. Not when you’re still the perfect girlfriend.”

She gives you a warm, loving smile that melts you. Now that you know she has been feeling the same way you have, there is nothing more to be ashamed of. “So we really like you too, Kiri,” she giggles, turning to the pro sitting between you. “In case you didn’t get any of that.”

Kiri sits there stunned, his cheeks flushed red. “R-Really?” he stammers. You both laugh at his cute reaction and nod. He breaks out into a big grin that sends your heart all aflutter.

“Shit, this is like a dream come true!” he laughs, taking both of your and Mina’s hands in his. An electric current runs up your arm and throughout your body from the feeling of his warm hand in yours. You want to tell him that this is a dream come true for you as well.

Kiri shakes his head, astounded. “It’s so weird,” he says, mostly to himself. “Now I have this innate want for you both…like I’m supposed to be the one to take care of you.” He gives you both a sheepish and almost embarrassed look, but you can see in his eyes that he means it.

Your entire body is tingling with need now and you interlace your fingers in fear of him disappearing. You want to hold onto this moment. “Is that what you want?” you softly ask. Mina looks on, her eyes big with want. She needs to know too. She and you need to know that this is the one you’ve been waiting for. Someone worthy of both of you.

Kiri’s smile fades and so does his shyness. It excites you. “Yes,” he boldly replies. “I want that more than anything. I want to be the one to come running to when things go wrong or you feel like you can’t pick yourself back up. I wanna be the one to hold you at night. I wanna be the only one to care for you always.”

He presses a kiss to both of your and Mina’s hands, his soft lips leaving a stamp on your heart. “I want you both to be mine,” he whispers. “Will you accept me?”

“Kiri,” you whisper, unable to say anything more because of the emotion welling in your throat. He truly is your wish come true! You share a look with Mina who gives you a wink. “Yes!” you exclaim. “Yes, yes, of course we will!”

But before you can throw yourself into Kiri’s lap and kiss him all over, your girlfriend stops you. “Hang on a sec, Y/N,” Mina cuts in. “Before we agree, you need to make something very clear to us. We need to be 100% sure that you’re serious about this.”

Her serious little expression is absolutely adorable, but Kiri still acts like this is important. “That’s fair,” he replies, sitting up straight. “Lay it on me.”

Mina coaxes you both to stand up from the couch with her. She takes your side, the both of you standing in front of the redhead now. She takes his hand in both of hers, his palm so much bigger than both of hers combined. He is big enough to break both of you if he wants to.

The pink-haired, rosy-cheeked pro stares up into Kiri’s eyes through her long, thick lashes that would make any man swoon. “Do you promise to always be there for Y/N and me?” she softly asks.

“And to always take care of us?” you add, taking Kiri’s free hand in yours.

“And to not be afraid to put us in our place now and again?” Mina giggles, not even having to elaborate on that one.

“And to stay with us, no matter how hard things may get?” you continue. Mina pokes her bottom lip out, knowing the power that it has and how cute she looks to anyone. “Do you promise, Eji?” she whispers.

You can feel Kiri tense at his government being used like it’s a forbidden word, his vermillion eyes igniting like the fire blazing and crackling in the fireplace. A slow smile appears on his handsome face, filling you with jubilance. “For you two?” he scoffs as if this should be so obvious. “I’d be a fuckin’ idiot not to. You have me.”

You feel giddy. Happy. Overjoyed. But there is one more thing you need to know. “So…it’s okay if we call you…c-certain things?” you stammer, suddenly shy. You know that it is important to be open and honest with your romantic partners, especially new ones.

But something tells you that Kiri is on the same page as you are. “Like what?” he teasingly asks. “Somethin’ like ‘baby’? ‘Darling’?”

His voice grows louder as his pierced brow raises. “‘Daddy’?” he whispers and his tone sends shivers down your spine. Realizing he hit the head on the nail, his grin widens. “I go for all three,” he chuckles.

That is the golden buzzer answer. You and Mina share excited smiles, thrilled that this Christmas Eve has turned around in the best way. “Then what are you waiting for?” she giggles. “Kiss us!”

Kiri’s eyes grow hotter and more intense than before, his softened gaze replaced with one of hunger. “You don’t have to ask me twice, cutie,” he softly growls. “I’ve been waitin’ to do this for so, so long.”

He places a hand on Mina’s cheek and cups it gently, admiring her features. She melts into his touch, pushing her cheek farther into his palm. Finally, they lean in and press their lips together in a sweet, longing kiss. Mina softly moans into the kiss and stands on her toes, desperate for more. She throws her arms around Kiri’s neck as his big arm snakes around her waist, pulling her closer. You watch on, realizing how hot it is to see your girlfriend kiss someone else.

A finer, hotter someone who also happens to be your partner too. You still are unsure how this happened and why it feels so right, but you can’t focus on any of that when Kiri wraps his other arm around you and pulls you close.

He pulls away from Mina, the sound of their lips softly pulling away making your stomach flip excitedly. “You want some too?” he asks you, his voice sultry and low. “Ask nicely.”

Your lips are glued to each other. You’re unable to speak. Kiri teasingly tilts your chin up with his index and middle fingers, his touch leaving trails of fire along your skin. Need courses through you, making your nipples tingle beneath your clothes. “Please, kiss me,” you damn near whimper.

Kiri smiles, pleased. “Good girl. We’re already off to a good start.”

And then finally, he bends down to press his lips to yours in a kiss. It is sweet. It is longing. It is perfect. It is a kiss that has you craving so much more from the delicious-smelling, sexy-ass redheaded pro. He is slow and gentle at first, using this chance to get to know your lips and how you taste against his mouth.

You find yourself loving his mouth already despite just being introduced to it. You place your hands on his broad shoulders and stand on your toes to deepen the kiss. Kiri moans in response, both of his hands finding your hips and ass. “Is this okay with you?” he murmurs into the kiss.

You nod, humming in enjoyment. Yes, all of it is okay. You want his hands and lips all over you. You want him naked, all lawyers between you off and away.

As the kiss grows passionate and a little more heated than before, Mina grows bolder. She toys with the collar of Kiri’s shirt, tugging on it. “Can we take these off, Daddy?” she asks, batting her lashes. “You must be sooo hot in this heavy sweater. We wouldn’t want you to get overheated.”

Kiri pulls away from your lips with a soft pop, raising an eyebrow at Mina’s mischievous, flirty smile. “So she’s the brat,” he chuckles to you. With a giggle, you nod while Mina pouts her pretty, pink lips.

“Don’t worry, babe,” you coo. “I still love you.” You lean in to press a kiss on her lips, much to Kiri’s liking. “I love you too,” she whispers and as the sweet words drift in the sulfur-scented air, you realize just how true they are. Now, maybe, you get to share that love with another person.

Kiri turns to Mina, gently taking her chin into his big palm. “Ask a little nicer and maybe I’ll let you,” he replies, his raspy voice low and shiver-including. Mina’s eyes grow soft and needy like the man standing before her is a delicious dessert that she can’t get her hands on.

“Please, Daddy,” she softly begs. “Can we please take off your clothes?”

The redhead smiles, satisfied, and pecks her on the lips as a reward. Firm yet still sweet and giving. Your kind of man. “Good girl,” he coos. “Go ahead, cuties. Take what you want.”

Like two kids in a candy store, you and Mina begin to greedily strip Kiri’s clothes off of him in an effort to get him completely naked. He kicks off his boots, keeping his polo socks on, while you take off his sweater. For a few seconds, all you and Mina can do is gape at the fine specimen standing in front of you in the firelight and twinkling red and green Christmas lights.

Kiri smirks proudly at you both, loving that he has a strong effect on you. “You like what you see?” he teasingly asks. Dumbly, you nod, too stunned for words. You’ve seen Kiri’s body before in his hero gear, but only on TV and in magazines. To see it now before you is like a wet dream come true.

He is all man. Standing a head taller than you with tanned skin stretching across muscle, he is blessed with big, beefy arms roped in tattooed sleeves of different symbols and designs, a toned stomach that looks good enough to lick, and suckable pectorals with each tanned nipple adorned with silver rings. Your eyes trail down his washboard abs to his lower stomach pebbled in fine, black hair. His happy trail. You have the urge to lick it.

Mina is as happy as a clam, practically bouncing up and down on her heels. “Yes,” she giggles. “I can’t believe we really get this body all to ourselves!” She moves towards him and places her hands on his chest, but he stops her by taking her hands off of him.

“Uh-uh, greedy girl. I ain’t say you could touch me.” He cocks his head to the side, squinting. “Now did I?” Mina practically squirms, her eyes gazing at every part of his delicious body. “No, Daddy,” she whimpers. “I couldn’t help myself. You just look so damn good!”

You concur, your mouth watering at the sight of him. But you know what he wants and in order to get what you want, you need to give it to him. “May we touch you, Daddy?” you obediently ask, your voice soft and almost innocent.

Kiri swallows hard, your voice and words affecting him greatly. You’re happy to know that the feeling is mutual. “Yes, you may,” he replies, pleased. He turns to your girlfriend, trailing a finger down her jawline. “See how easy that was, Mina? We’re both gonna have to teach you how to be a sweet girl, aren’t we, baby?”

Mina melts at the sugary pet names as do you, loving how much of a lover boy Kiri is. “How are you gonna do that, Daddy?” she purrs, still playing the role of the adorable yet mischievous bratty girl. You find it oh-so-hot, especially when you think about what Kiri has in mind for “correcting” her later.

The redhead smirks, trailing his finger back up to trace Mina’s bottom lip. “You’ll find out later,” he murmurs. “Just keep touchin’ me. Let those pretty hands wander.”

You and Mina don’t need to be told twice. “Yes, sir,” you both giggle, desperate for a chance to feel him under your fingertips.

Even your hottest, wettest fantasies can’t compare to feeling the solid muscle and warm skin under your roaming hands. You and Mina share Kiri, taking a part of him to admire and grope while sharing kisses and exchanging needy moans between each other.

While Mina kisses his neck, you kiss his lips, gently stroking his chest while his hands grope your ass. When you switch, you sneakily watch Kiri grip Mina’s apple-bottom ass as they greedily kiss, your lips pecking all over his shoulders and back muscles.

At some point, you three end up on the couch with Kiri caught between your softer, tinier frames. It’s a good thing too because you could feel your knees becoming weaker, your arousal taking control over your body. You can already feel your panties becoming soaked, your pussy throbbing impatiently.

But you ignore it. Not yet. You need to enjoy this man a little longer first.

Kiri leans his head back, exposing his throat and neck to your and Mina’s greedy lips, coating him in your lipgloss. It is almost as if you’re marking him for yourselves…which arouses you more than you will admit. Your mouths trail down to his chest where you begin to suck on his pierced nipples, soft moans leaving your lips as you do.

Kiri shivers at the feeling of your soft lips and gentle grazes of your teeth along his nipples, only more sensitive from the piercings. His eyes are crimson slits as they gaze down at you and Mina, his hands trailing through your hair. “Fuck,” he moans. “You both look so pretty down there.”

Mina giggles, peering up at the man who is so close to losing his fucking mind. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispers.

Unable to stop yourself, your hands trail down to his pants. You place a hand on his belt, leaving it there and not going any further. You know you need permission first. “Do you want us to take these off, Daddy?” you whisper, unable to keep the desire from out of your voice.

Kiri is currently in the throes of ecstasy, soft whines and groans escaping him as Mina continues to suck on his nipples. Slowly, your hand skates down to brush your fingers along his hard-on pushing against his jeans, knowing he is just as desperate for more as you and Mina are. You need to see his cock right now. ‘Please say yes. Please say yes. Please!’

“Yes,” he groans, impatience and need in his voice. He grips Mina’s hair, tightening his hold on her pink locks. “Yes, yes, fuck ye—“

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!

You and Mina both jump at the loud knocking that interrupts the quickly intensifying moment. Kiri immediately sits up, breathing heavily from the constant groping and fondling from your soft hands. You all are silent, looking towards the door where the sound came from.

“W-What was that?” you nervously ask. Mina shrugs, her pink curls a mess all over her head. “Some kid playing a prank?” she suggests, but she’s just as alarmed as you.

But then there it is again: BOOM, BOOM, BOOM against your door.

The redhead shifts and immediately rises to his feet. “Kiri?” you question, your voice soft and uncertain. He tosses his sweater over his head and tugs it back on. His body is tense and on edge, each muscle tight. “You two stay right there,” he sternly says. You and Mina don’t dare move as he stalks towards the door. Who could it be at this hour?

“Who is it?” Kiri calls, firm and unsure.

“Fuckin’ Santa Claus,” a familiar, growly voice barks out from behind the door. “Who the fuck do you think it is?”

Bakugou.

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