#also I'm too terrified to tag anyone

[yourlocalcorviddad]

Ok but, the one poll recently reminded me of my desire for an arranged marriage Danny x Dick story.

Maybe it was an inherited one, not from Danny or Dick originally but one they both got.

Maybe the Grayson's were once friend with the Nightingale-Fentons and made a pact but the genders just never lined up, so it wasn't a 'if X from one and y from another' just if two compatible children were born at the same time-which can now be skewed to be any gender match up-but they have to be within like, 2? years of each other age wise max, the agreement-bound in magic maybe?-being stiff about that to prevent issues that way.

And Danny and Dick both find out about it at the same time-maybe when they were both 21ish?-from some lawyer family that was charged with keeping track and all?

Danny could try and see if the half-dead thing-so like, good parents and/or dead parents-could get him out of it but the observables and CW are oddly for it, and he'd never wish it on Jazz.

And Dick tries to find every out as well, even Constantine, or maybe Zantanna and Raven since their friends of his, looking at the contract and finding it's iron clad as well.

And they don't have to marry right away, just engaged and plan to marry within a decade at max, so they have time to at least get used to each other and all? No words against other partners just no divorce unless one is a threat to the other or whatever?

[cherrylight]

ok

[renjunphile]

we'll always have summer ☀︎ lee juyeon

₊ ⊹☼ WORD COUNT: 18.0k ₊ ⊹☼ PAIRING: the boyz' lee juyeon x female reader ₊ ⊹☼ TAGS & WARNINGS: summer vacation!au, teeth-rotting fluff, no angst whatsoever nada, juyo having a crush, reader is a bit shy at first, no plot just y/nyeon hanging out and pining for each other, dialogue heavy, a scene making out and some kisses here and there, canadaz instigating together

₊ ⊹☼ SYNOPSIS: during your post-college-graduation crisis, you meet lee juyeon during a 3 week lake house vacation with your mutual friends. serendipity watches over you as you get entangled into a whirlwind summer romance.

₊ ⊹☼ NOTES: hyung line are all the same age in this as each other, 98 line as each other and maknae line as each other! idk how i wrote 18k words of juyeon pathetically crushing on y/n but here it is! also the female ocs in this fic have no relation to any idol irl or at least was not written with anyone in mind :-) this also feels like the wrong time to post a tbz fic but i'm desperate to get this out and i'm hoping and praying that the boyz can resolve their negotiations with ist and find a good home in their new label <3

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Whoever said that university was supposed to be the best 4 years of your life didn't think about the implications of that phrase on deeply lost and terrified new grads. Sure, it was intended as an encouragement to try and enjoy your college years while you were in them, but now you're on the other side and all you can feel is... now what?

In hindsight, there was a reason that seniors spent practically the whole year panicking about what came next and applying to every internship, grad role and job listing that popped up, no matter how relevant. You too had participated to some degree but to no avail as you stand here with no employment or future education plans in mind.

Okay, so maybe going on a 3 week holiday as soon as you come out of graduation wasn't the best idea you've ever had, but technically, it wasn't even your idea. In fact, you had even rejected Kevin's invitation multiple times citing your need to job hunt in the city immediately, but he kept pestering and pestering and pestering that you eventually had to give in. The universe will reward you for at least trying to resist, right?

There were really many reasons to not go on this trip. The main one being that Kevin was the only person out of about 15 people you knew that were coming on this trip. You had met a few of his friends fleetingly before, but never long enough or often enough to form a proper friendship or relationship with them as you did with your junior year project partner turned friend. Another reason was that you were so painfully introverted and shy that meeting all these new people all at once with nowhere to run to or hide seemed like the perfect recipe for disaster. What were you going to do if it all went wrong?

Still, Kevin had managed to address all your worries and reassured you that his friends were very welcoming and aware not to overwhelm you too much.

"Remember Y/N, we're here to relax, have a good time and forget the worries of the real world," Kevin lectured you as the two of you entered the lake house together. He had been the one to organise this trip as he found the cabin slash mansion and then roped all of his friends into joining.

Chanhee and Changmin had slept the entire ride, so Kevin allocated them the job of hauling everything from the car into the house. The people pleaser in you was desperate to help, but Kevin maintained that staying up and entertaining him on the long drive up was enough and that the two boys deserved it for being so called lazy.

"There's 5 bedrooms, all with two double beds," Kevin recalled as he scoured the house, "We take the biggest room with the en-suite."

"We can sleep 20 people? Why didn't you invite more?" you plopped your bags onto the large sectional couch.

Kevin just shrugged and stepped away to investigate the documents on a table, "So we could have a bit more space. Plus, we didn't want to invite anyone else."

"Aw i'm honoured to have made the cut, Kev," you teased by nudging him on the shoulder.

He shot you an unimpressed glare, "Clearly not considering that you literally refused to come until two weeks ago."

"I'm here, aren't I?" you countered, running to the front door to hold it open as you saw the other two boys approaching with the miscellaneous things your group was assigned to pack. It mostly involved some activities like a karaoke machine, some boards and floaties for swimming and other things to keep you entertained.

Another group set to arrive later was assigned the food supplies, while the girls that were coming on the trip were in charge of drinks.

"How far away are the others?" Chanhee smiled at you appreciatively as you make their life a little easier. He set two bags down on the floor. Changmin hobbles behind him with overflowing arms, clearly not wanting to make more trips than necessary.

Kevin pulled out his phone and hummed as he checked on the drivers' locations, "Jacob's car is like only a few minutes behind. Sangyeon's car is like an hour behind and the girls won't be here for a couple of hours since Minseo had to do a morning shift at work so they left a bit late."

"Who's in Jacob's car?" you asked curiously, wondering who you were going to meet first. You'd met Jacob a few times before when you were a junior and he was always very nice to you despite not having spent an extended period of time together. However, you hadn't seen him in almost a year! Obviously you had been acquainted with Chanhee and Changmin now, but you'd only met them once before they climbed into Kevin's car for the long journey that they dozed through.

"I think Hak, Eric and Juyeon are with Jacob and Sunwoo, Younghoon and Hyunjae are with Sangyeon," Changmin listed off quickly, "Prepare yourself to meet Eric, seriously."

"Hopefully he's sleepy from the drive," Chanhee rolled his eyes playfully but fondly at the thought of their youngest friend.

While this was a graduation trip for the boys in your car and a few of the others, Kevin had still invited their friends of different ages. It was a nice way to escape the reality of adult life for those who had graduated the year before you and just a fun trip for the incoming seniors below you.

You've heard from Kevin that his friends had a vast range of personalities, which you expected considering there were 11 of them. The concept of opposites attract definitely applied to friendships too, which was how Kevin's bubbly and social self found you, a raging introvert.

By the time that Jacob's car roared into the pebble driveway, you had already unpacked your clothes in the closet that you were sharing with Jacob and Kevin- the only ones you knew and felt comfortable with. Kevin had decided to just throw his duffle onto the foot of the bed and will probably just dig out some outfits each day from the floor.

You heard commotion begin to rumble downstairs through your ajar door and fought an internal conflict whether to go down and make yourself known or have Kevin come and get you. By the end of it, they had made that decision for you when you hear multiple footsteps stomp up the creaky stairs.

"Y/N, how are you? It's good to see you again!" Jacob flashed you his signature sweet smile as he tapped on the door and opened it wider, "Can we come in?"

"Sure, it's your room too! It's also good to see you, Jacob," you replied, getting up from the edge of the bed where you were rummaging through your backpack.

"You must be the famous Y/N," someone with a boyish smile peeked from behind Jacob, "I'm Eric! Nice to finally meet you."

"Ah, I've heard lots about you!" you gave him a small but enthusiastic wave.

"And knowing Kevin, it was probably not nice things," Eric scoffed as he shot a glare over his shoulder in the direction of the staircase behind him. That was when both he and you noticed a tall boy lingering behind him.

Eric wrapped an arm around his shoulders and brought him forward, "And this is Juyeon-hyung."

Through his sleepy, lid-heavy eyes, Juyeon gave you a soft smile, "Hi, it's nice to meet you."

"Juyeon," you let the word ruminate in your mouth as to why his name sounded familiar until it comes to you, "Ah, you're one of the others who graduated, right?"

He nodded, letting his face relax into a small smile, "Yeah."

"Congratulations to you," you tell him.

"You too, Y/N," there's a softness to Juyeon's voice- a kind of kindness and sincerity that comes naturally. Whereas Eric's voice was immediately enthusiastic and upbeat, Juyeon was calmer and more demure.

Eric disappeared behind Juyeon and Jacob was unzipping his bag behind you on the bed he was sharing with Kevin. You point awkwardly to the bag that Juyeon was clutching in his hands, "Which room are you staying in?"

As if he just remembered he was carrying it, Juyeon's eyes snapped to his hold before he let out a soft 'ah!', "I'm rooming with Chanhee and Changmin. Do you know which room that is?"

If you recalled correctly, you did, "I think it's that one," you point to the door immediately behind him, just opposite of your room.

Juyeon gives you an appreciative nod and pushes the handle of his room open with his elbow, "Thanks Y/N. See you later."

"Bye Juyeon."

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Over the rest of the first day, you settled yourself on the living room couch with Kevin playing a variety of card games and planning what you wanted to do on the trip while doing so. The others dipped in and out- Jacob joining when he finished unpacking and Changmin once he got tired of Chanhee beating him at table tennis outside.

Eric was stretched out on one of the other couches, soft snores coming out of his mouth after the drive exhausted him (and also the other passengers who he was 'entertaining'). You don't know where Juyeon disappeared to, but it was probably to replace Changmin as Chanhee's opponent.

The game of dobble was getting heated with Jacob's rare frustrated side coming out, as was teased by the other players. So far, Changmin had won the most games, but that was probably because he was the most willing to scream and snatch the card away. You, on the other hand, had miserably lost every single round.

But at least you were able to plan your meals over the game of snakes and ladders you played earlier.

Once Sangyeon's car arrived and you acquainted yourself with him, Younghoon and Sunwoo, you excused yourself from the game under the guise of being a very bad loser, which you were.

You hadn't checked out the back garden and it's various facilities yet, so you were intrigued considering that was one of the main reasons that Kevin booked this place.

"Hi Y/N, do you wanna play?" Chanhee waved to you as soon as he spotted you in between serves. Juyeon followed suit.

"Nah, I'll watch for now- I just wanted to check out the yard!" you gestured to the area.

You immediately noticed the large blue swimming pool that dominated most of the garden. There were lounge chairs and umbrellas strewn around it and a little enclosure with pool floats provided. There was a fire pit with outdoor chairs in the back corner and then a stretch of grass that was perfect for net games like foot volleyball or badminton. Chanhee and Juyeon were occupying the ping pong table, but you were also standing next to a pool table in the covered patio.

The lake you were staying at was located a short walk down some steps from the front of the house, so you could only see some hills and other houses from the back. It was definitely a nice atmosphere combined with the warm weather you were having and not a bad place to spend 3 weeks procrastinating your life.

You took a seat on the cushioned furniture under the patio, covering your eyes from the sun to watch the boys play. It seemed that Juyeon was overall better than Chanhee, but Chanhee could catch him out with fast balls and spinning balls.

It was entertaining to watch them for a while, your eyes moving either side to follow the ball. They were getting competitive with each other, bringing out their vicious sides, which was amusing to watch. Juyeon seemed like a collected person when you first met him, but like everyone else, he had a different side to him in situations so tense.

"I wanna play," you heard a voice ring behind you, "Let's play pairs?"

Sunwoo appeared from the woodwork and approached the table. Chanhee and Juyeon paused their game, claiming Juyeon as the winner before agreeing to the game.

"Y/N, play with us? Who do you wanna pair up with?"

"I'm not any good at ping pong, so whoever is unfortunate enough to have me then," you got up from your comfy position and stretched out.

"Hm, Sunwoo's not bad so Sunwoo can go with me and you can go with Juyeon since he won," Chanhee reasoned, bringing up the extra paddles from the ground.

You migrated to Juyeon's side, giving him a sheepish look, "I'm sorry, but we're going to lose."

Juyeon chuckled and shook his head, "You have to believe in yourself, Y/N. Here, watch me serve and then you can serve the first ball."

He positioned himself with his body open to you so you could see what he was doing. Juyeon carefully explained what he was going to do and demonstrated the serve. Sunwoo threw the ball back and it rolled over to you.

"You can do it," Juyeon encouraged as you readied your stance.

Taking a deep breath and not wanting to disappoint your partner, you mimicked his movements and jumped in elation when it went exactly where it should have gone. Juyeon cheered beside you, which quickly faded as Chanhee returned the ball to your side, only for it to bounce twice and then land at your feet.

Juyeon was giggling as you looked at him apologetically, "The serve was good, but now we have to work on your return."

"How about I serve and then you just return all of the balls while I stand behind you?" you countered teasingly, "This isn't much of a competition for them."

"Y/N, by the end of this trip, you're going to be a ping pong goddess," Juyeon said firmly, holding up the ball to you again.

Over the next while, you started improving with your skills with tips that the other boys showed you. Juyeon did end up having to carry your team, but you had some good moments too. You didn't expect to be so open to play with the guys, but if Kevin's friends were anything like Kevin, you should have known you would have got along great.

Eventually, some more of the boys decided to come out and play while they started preparing lunch inside with the ingredients they had brought, so you retreated back inside to join Kevin.

"Your friends are nice," you told him sincerely at the kitchen island as you watched Younghoon and Changmin open up endless packets of ramen.

"I told you they were," Kevin agreed.

You had known Kevin for a year and a half, first meeting him at the start of the second semester of junior year. While he had tried to get you to meet his friends multiple times, it just never worked out properly with your schedules all the way up to college graduation. You did want to meet them properly instead of fleeting introductions and goodbyes in the hallways or around campus, but it wasn't your fault that your timetable was absolutely rammed and you were too anti-social to attend any evening events.

However, he had told you enough stories about his friends that it really felt like you did actually know them. That's why meeting them for the first time was weird- you knew lots of things about each of them.

"I don't think me and Chanhee would have ever worked out though," you frowned as you remembered Kevin trying to get you to go on a blind date with him when you first met and got comfortable with each other.

"I see that now," Kevin huffed at his failed matchmaking, "You're both divas- hey!"

You held back a laugh as Kevin's stumbled on his stool from you pushing him, "Don't spread false rumours about me around your friends! They could get the wrong idea!"

"Honey, it's a fact," Kevin snorted, "Once they get to know you better, they'll see what I mean."

Your personality slowly but surely crept out the longer you knew someone, but you weren't sure that 3 weeks was enough time. Then again, it was 3 weeks of constantly seeing them and being forced to spend time with each other, all while doing activities that might just end up testing your will.

"How about Changmin, though?" Kevin tried to whisper lowly.

Said boy whipped his head around and gave Kevin a pointed look, "I'm right here, you know?"

"So? Anybody who I set up with Y/N would be lucky to have her," Kevin jeered to his friend.

From behind you, you hear a deep voice, "Who's being set up with Y/N?"

Juyeon takes the stool beside you, an orange manifesting in his hands that he began to peel. A small smirk flashed on Kevin's face that you did not miss, but Kevin leaned forward and placed his chin and his hand, "Why, are you interested?"

You shoved Kevin again, "You are so annoying. I'm sorry about him Juyeon."

"I'm used to it," Juyeon shrugged casually as he offered up a slice yo you, "Orange?"

You quickly refused and thanked him and he carried on eating the fruit beside you. He must have got bored of the game or wanted to supervise the lunch. You vaguely remember Kevin telling you that Juyeon was one of the better cooks in the group.

After a while of silently supervising the ramen station, the doorbell sounded through the house. Kevin raced to open the door and welcome the girls in.

You had never met them before as they were some of Chanhee and Changmin's friends, but Kevin reassured you that they were very nice girls that you probably would get along with. It's not even that you didn't have many friends of your own- Kevin was just the first to ask you to come on a trip and all of your friends were diving straight into their big-girl jobs.

"I'm guessing you're Y/N? I'm Minseo," a girl with short, cropped hair approached you cheerfully, "Stick with us whenever you get tired of these boys. They get old pretty quick."

Younghoon scoffed as he walked past with the big pot of ramen in his gloved hands to bring to the table, "You three are way more chaotic than us."

"Don't believe him," another one of the girls came over with a backpack that was making a clinking sound, "I'm Suyeon! And I have some of the drinks and Jiwon has the rest."

Suyeon has copper-red hair and piercing eyes, while Jiwon has mousy brown hair and tattoos on her exposed arms. They definitely have dancer builds, so you imagine that they first met Changmin through dance.

The boys take their turns saying their greetings to the girls and Juyeon calls in everybody outside as lunch was ready. Other than the ramen, Younghoon and Changmin had managed to whip up some side dishes from what they brought, so it wasn't a totally helpless lunch.

The table was just a large slab of polished wood on some legs with long benches around each side. It was a little bit of a squeeze to get all 15 of you around the table, but it wasn't totally horrible once everyone settled and stopped squirming.

You had Kevin to your right and Jacob to your left with Eric directly in front of you. The table was too broad, however, to be able to make meaningful conversations with those in front of you without shouting.

"Is there any activities you want to do, Y/N?" Jacob asked you.

You tried to recall the array of activities you saw outside when you pulled up to the house, "I want to row a boat out on the lake. I'm kind of scared of stuff like that. What about you?"

Jacob shrugged, "Nothing particular. I just want to relax after a full year working."

"How has that been anyway?"

He sighed defeatedly, "It's nice making money, but I definitely miss college. Don't let me scare you though."

"I'm terrified enough as it is, considering I don't have a job lined up," you tried to make it sound like it wasn't weighing you down, but Jacob seny you a sympathetic half-smile.

"Loads of people are in the same boat, Y/N. Don't worry about it, honestly. There's always something waiting for you," Jacob advised you softly, "Promise you'll try to enjoy this vacation before worrying about real life?"

"You sound like Kevin, Jacob," you stifled a chuckle, "I will try, I promise.

Your conversation with Jacob is cut short by Eric yelling at the elder to pass the water with his mouth full, followed by him being scolded by the others.

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You don't even know what time it is when you wake up the next morning. It's well into summer so the sky is already bright and gives you no indication by the colour and you find that your phone is dead when you tried to check. Remembering that you brought your charger down after dinner while you all watched a movie in the lounge, you groaned at the thought of having to get up so early.

Soft snores were still escaping from Jacob and Kevin's bed, so you tiptoed out of the room, all while trying to brush through your tangled hair with your fingers. The house was so quiet that you definitely did not expect to see someone's back leaning over the kitchen counter while they sat on a stool.

At your footsteps, the mystery figure turned around with a surprised sound.

"Oh, Y/N. Good morning," Juyeon's voice was deep and still raspy this early, "What are you doing up?"

He was wiping his eyes with his fists bawled up and you resisted the urge to 'awh' at him as you fetched your charger from nearby, "I left this here last night and my phone died. I don't know what time it is, but why are you up so early?"

Juyeon shrugged, "I sometimes wake up early and I couldn't go back to sleep. I was going to make a coffee if you want one too?"

In your head, you weighed up the pros and cons of an early morning beverage. Something in you was screaming to go back into your bed and doze off the rest of the morning- something that will be robbed from you when you reach the real world- but at the same time, Juyeon was looking at you with his sleepy, cat-like eyes and red cheeks.

"Sure," you slid onto the stool beside his as he hopped off and made his way around to the kitchen side. There was only the whistling of the kettle for a while as Juyeon collated all the ingredients he needed and found the mugs in the cupboard. He only broke the silence to ask you if you took milk and sugar in your coffee.

You had zoned out so much that you didn't snap back into reality until he was sliding your coffee over to you and placing a plate full of French pastries between you as he took a seat. Gratefully, you pinched the croissant to curve your morning hunger.

"How did you find yesterday?" Juyeon began as he sipped on his drink.

"It was nice meeting everyone. I think I knew everyone's names anyway from Kevin talking about you all before and from his posts," you told him, "I'm still feeling shy, but it will just take time for me to get comfortable."

"I was the same when I first met everyone," Juyeon nodded, "We all came at different times since we're different ages, but I also get shy meeting new people, so I know how you feel. I'm glad that Kevin managed to convince you to come, though."

Your surprised look doesn't faze him, "Ah, really?"

Juyeon looked slightly more awake after a few sips of coffee as he smiles gently at you, "It's always nice to make a friend."

"Yeah," you agreed. Juyeon had a certain way of speaking that was just so comforting and he was quickly becoming one of Kevin's friends that you could see yourself being close to.

"Are you staying in the city after this?" he moved on casually.

Ah, the famous question. Your grimace told him everything he needed to know as you scrunched up your face, "I would like to, but that's T-B-D. It's gonna be stressful looking for a job after I get back from the trip- that's why I didn't want to come in the first place. But whatever. What about you?"

"I'm gonna be a dance teacher at a local studio," Juyeon told you, pride sparkling through the statement, "I'm excited about it, but my dream is to have my own studio one day, have a crew and work with some famous people."

You suddenly remembered something Kevin had told you once, "Ah, you majored in dance with Changmin, right?"

Juyeon nodded.

"Kevin took me to one of your showcases once this year, but I had to run out before I could meet you guys after," you recalled fondly, "You had a duet with Changmin and I remember being very, very impressed. I can't dance, so..."

He looks at you in surprise as you remembered it, "Oh, thank you for coming! And I really appreciate that. I'm going to miss those showcases, actually. They were always stressful leading up to them, but when I get to perform, it's the best feeling ever."

The lilt in his voice told you just how passionate he was when it came to dance. You wished that you had something you treasured dearly too, but you tried to remember Jacob's words from dinner- something will always be waiting for you.

"I'm gonna have to see you guys dance again at some point," you smiled, "I know Kevin said a lot of you guys do."

"What has Kevin told you about me?" Juyeon placed his chin on his palm, body leaning over towards you.

You paused for a minute, trying to recall all the facts you knew about Kevin's friend and trying to pick out the ones related to him, "He said you're the best cook in the group and that the world moves too fast for you. He said that you like nature too."

"Too? You do as well?" he asked curiously, "They say I'm slow, which they may be right."

"Yeah! I like taking walks and seeing the world," you affirmed, "I've never been to this part of the country, so I'm intrigued by the area. It looks so beautiful from what I saw on the drive up."

"We should definitely take walks together!" Juyeon suggested enthusiastically, "I don't know how many of the others will join, but it'll be fun."

Before you could agree with him despite how shy he was making you feel, Changmin's sleepy voice boomed out behind you, "Morning guys."

"Did we wake you up?" you asked him in concern.

Changmin shook his bed hair firmly, "Nope. Chanhee rolled over and started cuddling me."

"So you left him?" you teased.

"It got too warm," Changmin whined as he noticed your small breakfast spread, "Can I get a coffee too?"

"Hah, make it yourself," Juyeon huffed as he pointed out where the supplies were kept, "Did you know Y/N attended our showcase a few months ago? The one where we had the duet?"

Changmin laid out the items on the other side of the island and thought for a second before a eureka moment came to him, "Was that the one you had to leave early cause you had a date?"

You groaned at the thought, flopping your head in your hands on the table, "Oh, don't remind me! I can't believe Kevin told you."

Juyeon looked between the two of you, confusion splattered on his face, "Why, what happened?"

You shivered in your seat, "He was a dickhead. It was a blind date with one of my friends' boyfriend's frat brothers and it was so bad I had to actually tell him I wanted to leave."

"Oh, that bad?" Juyeon grimaced.

"He shamed me for ordering a proper meal, insinuated many, many times how he wanted to come over to my place after, picked up a call from one of his friends in the middle of it and then made me pay the whole bill when I said I wanted to leave and offered to split," you recounted, slightly more amused looking back on it now.

"That's really horrible, Y/N," Changmin offered as he stirred his drink.

"I'm used to bad dates now," you sighed in defeat, "I've never had any luck."

Juyeon made a noise of recognition from your side, "Have you gone on a lot of dates?"

"Mhm, my friends all found their partners pretty early on in college. I guess they just wanted me to have the same magical experience as them, so they'd always set me up on dates," you recalled your dating life through the past 4 years, "Actually, I went on a date with Jacob accidentally without knowing he was Kevin's friend before he graduated."

Changmin's eyes widened as he laughed in realisation and slapped the countertop, "I forgot that happened! That's so funny."

Juyeon pouted beside you, "Am I the only one that's never heard of any of this?"

"Maybe it's cause you holed yourself up the last two years in the practice room," Changmin replied sassily.

"Says you!" Juyeon turned to you, "How did your date with Cobie-hyung go?"

"I thought he was really sweet, but we decided not to go on a second date because he was graduating soon," you answered honestly, "He only did it as a favour to my friend when they worked on a project together."

"Oh, so you liked him?" Juyeon pressed on.

Your face reddened as you vehemently shook your head, "It's not like that! We just went on one date, that's all."

"Stop teasing poor Y/N," Changmin frowned from the other side, "It's like coming up to 8 now, so we should start making a proper breakfast for everyone."

You hadn't exactly established how you were going to do the cooking rota, but since you three were already down there, it wasn't a bad idea to get started. Juyeon agreed, hopping off the stool and rummaging the fridge for what they brought.

A grocery trip was definitely due with everyone, but for now, Juyeon's car had lugged along some ingredients from their college apartments that could be utilised.

"Can I be of any help?" you asked into the air as you watched Changmin check what was in each cupboard.

"Are you good at cooking, Y/N?" Juyeon quirked an eyebrow at you. You gave him an unsure look, to which he laughed and handed you a carton of eggs, "I guess I have a lot to teach you during this vacation, Y/N-ah."

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You've always preferred the sunset to the sunrise. Maybe it's because you've seen far more sunsets in your lifetime, due to your previous displeasure of waking up early. Over the last few months with finals, though, you've gotten used to being up at the time the sun peaked through the horizon, even if it was because you hadn't slept yet.

The moment that Minseo noticed the first shades of pinks in the sky, she dragged the whole group out to the waterfront and you all were sprawled out on the ground, watching as the sun dipped down. There hasn't been a good sunset in the four days that you've been here, so you were excited for the first one with the group.

You were even almost confident enough to call them friends as you spent the past four days getting to know them through lunches and dinners, boardgames and pingpong and cooking and cleaning. They were all great people with impeccable sense of humour- you were glad to have come to the trip.

You perched Hyunjae's digital camera on your tucked knees as you examined the way the sky was transforming. Beside you, Kevin was sketching in his notebook.

It was getting late, nearing 8, and you had spent the whole day in the pool with everyone playing different games and lounging around. You all decided as a group that you would take the first week easy- no plans, just relaxing. After that was when you would jump into activities outside of the lake house. You were on the winning team of pool volleyball today, but had lost every chicken fight on top of Kevin's shoulders.

After dinner, you were all drying up when Minseo called everyone out. The air was still warm, but less aggressive than the sun beating down on your skin earlier in the day. There was a mild breeze that cut through the heat, making it more bearable to be outside.

Chanhee was sat on your other side, humming a song as he scrolled on his phone, meanwhile in front of you on the small hill, Jiwon and Suyeon were playing uno with Younghoon and Juyeon. You snapped a picture of them with the camera entrusted to you, which they didn't even notice.

"Jiwon has a crush on Younghoon," Chanhee whispered in your ear. You jumped in your spot, clutching the camera tight to your chest.

"Jesus, Chanhee. You scared me!" you scolded the smirking boy.

"Oops," he patted your head in apology, "Isn't it obvious though?"

You turned your head back to the group to examine. Now that you knew that, you could put meaning to the way that Jiwon was leaning her body towards Younghoon's and the way she clung onto every word he said and everything he did.

"Does Younghoon know?" you hummed.

"I think so, or he's pretending to be dense," Chanhee murmured, "I think he was waiting for Jiwon to graduate, so maybe something will happen on the trip. They've been friends since high school, but the girls are on the dance team with us."

"That's cute," you noted, "What about the other girls?"

"Minseo and Sangyeon dated for a few months, but nothing ever came of it and they stayed as friends," Chanhee recalled in a dropped voice, leaning his lips up to your ear due to Sangyeon's proximity, "But they don't like it when we make jokes about it. Suyeon's never showed interest in anyone but Eric used to have a crush on her. Not anymore, though. In my opinion, proximity can make people think they feel things."

"What, like being around someone can trick you into liking them? Isn't that how crushes and relationships work?" you turned your body to face Chanhee.

He cocked his head in thought, "Maybe, but sometimes people develop crushes for the sake of having crushes instead of actually liking someone. Like some people feel compelled to date someone or like someone because everyone else expects them to because they're close."

"That's..." you trailed off, trying to find the right word to say, "Interesting."

Chanhee lets out a small giggle and turns back to his phone, "It's just something I've thought about after seeing so much friendship group incest."

When you swivel your head back to the lake and the sky beyond it, you find Juyeon staring at you with a perplexed look. When he noticed that you were looking back, he raised his arm in a small wave. You return one back to him, a little confused why he was looking. Suyeon nudged his arm, directing his attention back to the game in front of him.

"Have you ever thought about dating Kevin?" Chanhee asked after a moment of silence.

Kevin beside you perked up at the sound of his name, the scratching of his pencil ceasing. You met his eye and chuckled, "I think we always knew that we'd be better off as friends."

"She's not my type," Kevin dropped in as a dig. You nudged him when you made sure his pencil wasn't touching the paper.

"What's your type, Y/N?" Chanhee pressed on, "If you don't mind me asking."

You thought about his question carefully, trying to pick out what was actually important to you instead of what you would list off to your friends when they would find blind date suitors.

"I just want someone I can be comfortable with and not have to put on an act," you told him simply, "It'd be nice if they'd have some of the same interests as me, but I want someone I can find comfort in. Someone not too energetic and just someone who can treat a girl right. It's not a big ask."

"What, that's it?"

You nodded sheepishly, "To be honest, I just want to find someone naturally- to have them come to me. I've appreciated being set up on dates, but I don't want to look too hard anymore."

"What about giving Jacob another shot?" Kevin quizzed suddenly.

You release a small laugh, "I think that ship has sailed, Kev."

Jacob was a few metres away, strumming on his guitar surrounded by the rest of your friends. There was something so��lovely about Jacob, but past that, you don't think you could see a relationship with him.

"Hmm, Hyunjae? He's very nice," Chanhee offered up, a teasing tone in his voice.

You rolled your eyes at your companions, "Did you two not hear anything I said? I want it to happen naturally."

You suddenly get distracted by someone ooh'ing and ahh'ing loudly. When you look up, you're instantly met by the most vibrant sky you've seen in a long time. The sky is painted in shades of cotton candy pink and vivid oranges. It was one of those bright, golden sunsets, devoid of any moody colours.

Snapping a few pictures on the camera of your friends and their silhouettes against the sky, you stood up for a better view. Through the lens, you find Jiwon and Younghoon standing together, shoulder to shoulder as they peered up. You were so preoccupied by their figures that you missed Juyeon standing up, brushing himself off and walking over to you.

"Y/N, can I have the camera?" Juyeon appeared beside you, making you jump slightly.

"Oh yeah, sure," you carefully placed the camera in his palm, not wanting to be reckless with something that wasn't yours.

Juyeon smiled appreciatively, taking one step back behind you and holding it up, "Okay, smile!"

Your eyes widened in surprise as you shook your head, "Don't get me in it! It won't turn out nice."

Trying to escape, you ducked to the side of him, but he caught onto your wrist and gently manoeuvred you back to your original place. Juyeon gave you a pointed look, "Trust me, okay? Just smile. Say cheese!"

Sensing that you wouldn't be able to get him to back down, you indulged his request and smiled softly at the camera. The digital device looked so tiny in his large hands compared to how they looked in yours that it was almost comical. He had to fumble a little to find the button, but when he clicked it finally, you broke your pose.

Juyeon looked down at the screen as you came closer to see for yourself. He turned it towards you with a triumphant smile on his handsome features, "See? So pretty."

He's probably talking about the sunset.

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On a morning you found yourself awake early again, you received a DM from one Lee Juyeon.

juyeon: i was about to go on a walk. care to join?

y/n: how did you know i was awake?

juyeon: i saw that you viewed my story i just uploaded :> will you come?

y/n: give me 10 minutes

When you tiptoed down the stairs at precisely 7:15AM, you found Juyeon squinting at you from the living room couch.

"Has anyone ever told you that you squint a lot?" you yawned out as you placed your shoes on the ground and slipped into them.

"I have terrible vision," Juyeon explained, "And before you ask, I don't have glasses because I cheated on my eye test."

You slapped your hand over your mouth to muffle the laughs coming out, "How is that even possible?"

Juyeon rolled his eyes playfully, "Yeah, yeah. I know!"

He stood up from his place on the couch and followed you out of the front door. With one of the spare keys, he locked the door behind him and joined your side.

"Do you even know what I look like?" you teased him.

He made you stop on the gravel track, placing his hands on your shoulders. Teasingly, he squinted his eyes at you before relaxing onto the heel of his foot, "Of course I do. I would never forget a pretty face like yours."

Shocked at his flirty remarks, you pushed against his shoulder with your hand, "You're too much, Lee Juyeon."

His laugh is melodic as he tried to catch up with your fast pace, "You should learn how to take compliments, Y/N."

"Yeah, but you're teasing me," you humphed in response.

"Maybe, but it's still a factual compliment!" Juyeon argued. You were embarrassed to know that your whole face and ears were probably lit up like a tomato right now from his words.

Instead of replying, you chose to steer the conversation away, "Do you even know where we're going?"

Juyeon shook his head, "I just thought we could follow this trail around the lake. It's a nice morning."

The air was crispy- not too hot, not too cold. Everything was pretty still, other than the few people you could see having coffee on their front decks at the other houses surrounding the river. All you could hear, though, was the chirping of the birds in nests nestled in the trees and the soft crunching of rocks and grass under your shoes.

You hadn't managed to walk around the lake with the others yet in the week you've been there already. Time was moving so fast and there was still so much left to do. You were intrigued by the flora surrounding the lake, so you were trying to find free time to explore- thankfully, Juyeon beat you to it.

"Look at those flowers," you murmured after a few minutes of walking. There were tufts of pink flowers by the water edge that you crouched down to investigate further.

You heard the shutter of a camera faster than you could see Juyeon taking a picture of you on the ground.

"Hey!" you pouted up at him, swatting at his hand, "Let me see!"

"No can do," Juyeon replied smugly, "For my eyes only."

You brushed off your legs and stretched up next to him to continue walking, "That's not fair! I'm in the photo!"

"Later," Juyeon hummed innocently, walking forward a bit faster.

He continued leading you around the lake for a while, just chatting about trivial things you could see. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his cargo shorts, eyes shaded from the sun with his cap. At one point, you spotted a paddling of ducks near the edge, so you dragged Juyeon down to crouch beside you as you took pictures of them.

"Look how small that one is!" you cooed, pointing to what seemed like a baby duck that was following behind its mother closely.

"And look how cute they are when they tuck their necks in," Juyeon reciprocated as he found a flock further away that seemed to be sleeping or resting on the water.

"I used to have a stream behind my house when I was young, so I've always loved ducks," you waft a blade of long grass in the direction of the ducks, hoping they'd come to you.

"That seems like a nice childhood," you could hear the gentle smile in his gentle voice, "What was your childhood like?"

Your eyes followed the animals splashing about in the water, amused as two of them started chasing each other, "Nothing special. My parents had ordinary jobs and I have an older brother and a younger sister, so I was stuck in the middle. I grew up just outside of the city we went to college in, so I got to visit them often. My life's not very exciting. What about you?"

Juyeon humphed in disagreement, "I'm sure that's not true. There's always something special about the mundane. I grew up not far from the city too. I have a little brother who's 4 years younger and he's kind of in his teen-angsty phase right now, so I'm staying away physically. I call home pretty often, though."

"My sister just got out of hers," you laughed in solidarity. You finally decided to leave the ducks alone as they changed course away from you, "We get along much better now."

The sun was rising higher in the sky as you reached the halfway point around the lake. At this point, you had probably been out together for 45 minutes, but no one was noticing your absence yet.

"I can't believe they're not awake yet," you murmured as you checked your notifications.

"Nah, Changmin and Chanhee were awake and reading webtoons in bed," Juyeon informed you, "I told them we were going on a walk."

"You didn't invite them?"

"There's no getting those two out so early for no reason. That one morning with Changmin was a fluke," Juyeon uttered, "Besides, it's nice just us two, right?"

His words send the butterflies in your stomach into a frenzy- he seems to have a way of doing that to you without even realising. You've spent a good amount of time with Juyeon on this trip, thinking that he was just taking you under his wing. Unfortunately for you, the man was drop dead gorgeous so it was hard not to feel giddy around him. Especially since he had such a way with words.

You have to remind yourself often that you were just friends. He treated everyone just like he treated you, right? Lee Juyeon was just a nice person.

"Right," you smile slightly, hiding your pink cheeks from him, but in turn getting blinded by the beams of light, "The sun's so bright."

Juyeon sighed beside you, "I should have told you to bring a hat."

You opened your mouth to reply, but you suddenly feel fabric encapsulating your head and the sun fade out behind the material of a cap- Juyeon's cap that he had taken off his own head and placed on yours.

"Oh, no, Juyeon. Keep the hat; the sun's gonna be in your eyes now," you moved to take it off, but he keeps his hand splayed on top of your head to prevent you from doing so.

"I'm taller than you, so the sun's hitting my face differently," he said to you sweetly.

You think he's lying, but if you've learned anything about Juyeon the past week, it's that he doesn't take no for an answer, "Thanks, Juyeon."

"You're welcome, Y/N-ie."

And if anybody noticed that you were wearing Juyeon's favourite cap when you arrived back to the house with a full spread of breakfast on the table, they certainly didn't say anything.

But when Jacob perched himself on the edge of your bed when you woke up from your post-breakfast nap, you knew you were in trouble from the mischievous yet apprehensive look on his face.

"What?" you groaned into the pillow that you smothered yourself with.

He waited for you to remove the pillow from your face before giving you a knowing look, "Kevin sent me."

"Why?"

"He's busy with Sunwoo and Hak," Jacob dismissed, "We want to know what's going on with you and Juyeon."

You sat up on the bed, looking at him incredulously, "What do you mean what's going on with me and Juyeon? Nothing."

Jacob frowned at what he thought was a blatant lie, "Don't think we haven't noticed you two have been spending a lot of time together recently. You two went out on a secret walk this morning alone."

"No one else was awake!" you protested, "None of you are morning people anyway!"

"You're not either, said Kevin," Jacob retorted.

"I'm trying to be," you huffed, "Besides, I've known the guy for one week. I'm not hiding a relationship from anyone."

"Yeah, but do you like him?" Jacob tacked on, "Kev wanted me to interrogate, so I am doing so."

"You're all so nosy," you murmured exasperatedly, "Juyeon is very nice; we're friends. Kevin would act this way no matter who I got close to."

"That might be true," Jacob nodded, "But I've never seen Juyeon act this way. He's normally pretty reserved when it comes to girls, but he's always approaching you first, looking out for you and considering you in things."

Your heart fluttered learning this new information about Juyeon, but you don't show it as you crossed your arms at Jacob with a disapproving glare, "Then take it up with Juyeon and not me."

"You know what'd be funny? To see if Juyeon will get jealous if anyone else gets close to you," Jacob tapped his chin in thought, "I've never, ever seen Juyeon jealous over a girl."

And as if the world was playing a hilarious, cruel prank on you, you heard Juyeon call your name as his feet padded up the stairs. He let out a sound of surprise when found your door ajar and Jacob sitting on your bed instead of his shared bed with Kevin.

Juyeon's eyes darted quickly between the two of you, with you still half-tucked under the sheets. His face kind-of hardened at the sight, but he quickly masked it with a half smile, "Hey, Y/N. I made you a smoothie to energise after our walk! Hi Cobie-hyung, what are you doing here?"

Jacob shot you a smug look, that you rolled your eyes subtly to, "I was just talking with Y/N. Is there something you need?"

Juyeon eyed him suspiciously, placing the cold glass on your side table. He didn't even reply when you thanked him, instead keeping an eye on Jacob, "Nah. Was it something private, though?"

"Hm, a bit," Jacob smirked. You were half a second away from shoving him off your bed for playing with Juyeon like this.

"Oh, okay. I'll go then. But we're about to go paddling in the lake so make sure you get ready soon," Juyeon backed down hesitantly and he turned his attention to you with a disarming smile, "You still have my hat, right, Y/N? Don't forget to bring that with you out. The sun's intense today."

As Juyeon left the room with the door wider than it was when he found it, Jacob rotated his body to you comically slow like he was in a movie.

"Shut it, Jacob."

He shook his head and released an angelic, teasing laugh, "That was next level, Y/N. I've never seen that man jealous let alone put on a territorial display!"

"Jacob!"

He put his hands up in surrender, "Fine, fine. I'm leaving too, but have a think, yeah? Don't want to let a guy as good as Juyo slip away."

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There were multiple boats scattered around the lake-side. There were 15 of you, so it wasn't an even split into pairs, but some of the boys were more confident to go by themselves.

As expected, Jiwon and Younghoon were pushed together to pair up and they strapped on life jackets first before clambering onto a rocky paddle boat at the end of a dock. Sangyeon and Hyunjae got their own boats, while Chanhee and Changmin shared one together. Minseo and Suyeon climbed on after, meanwhile Sunwoo and Haknyeon paired up. Eric, ever the brave, slid into a boat by himself, but let out a scream when it wobbled immediately. Thankfully, the activities staff was still holding the boat to keep it from tipping.

That left you, Jacob, Kevin and Juyeon to decide how to configure yourselves and you could see the Canadians' meddling from a mile away.

"Dibs on Jacob!" Kevin slung his arm around his friend and ran off towards the dock, leaving you speechless with Juyeon.

He gazed at you with shiny eyes, "Guess it's us again?"

"Ha. Us. Again," you enunciated dumbfounded at how obvious Kevin and Jacob were being.

Juyeon didn't seem to note any of this as he casually tugged on your arm in the direction of the boats, "Come on. Let's go."

You were the last ones to put on your life jackets and when you looked out at the lake, you could see your friends had already ventured far into the water. Juyeon stepped into the shaking boat first, taking a seat at the far edge.

When you looked nervous about climbing on, Juyeon held out his hand towards you, "Be careful," he said, nonchalantly.

You held your breath as you took his large hand. Your hands looked like a kid's in his large hold, but the way he wrapped his fingers around your own and made you feel secure had you less wary of getting onto the boat.

When you finally were able to sit across from him, you released the breath and the staff had unhooked you from the dock. Juyeon clapped for you in pride.

"I've always wanted to do this," you admitted to him, watching the water ripple around you.

He quirked an eyebrow at you and held the oars in your direction. He was the one currently manoeuvring the two of you further into the water, "Oh, do you wanna steer, then?"

You took the two pieces of wood from his grasp and grinned at him lopsidedly, "Can't promise we won't capsize though."

He smirked at you from across the boat, "I can swim. Can you?"

Your terrified look had him laughing in stitches as he teased you, "I guess I'll be the one saving you from your own disaster, then."

You kissed your teeth playfully at him as you tried to get into a rhythm with the oars. It was actually harder than you thought to move the boat in a smooth motion due to the drag of the water, but Juyeon just watched you in amusement as he leant back on the boat. You appreciated that he wasn't trying to take over the second he realised you weren't any good at this.

"Y/N-ie!" you heard a voice shout to your left. You looked over to find Eric's lone boat coming towards you at full steam. You watched as his face contorted into panic, realising that he didn't know how to slow down his boat.

Before it could crash into you, Juyeon reached over and held you down on the boat by your shoulders. When Eric made impact, you rocked in your seat, but less than Juyeon who swayed in his mid-standing crouching position. You stabilised him by holding onto his arms with yours.

Juyeon jumped back once he realised the crash was over, cheeks pink as he felt your touch on his bare skin. He settled back into his seat, looking unimpressed at his younger friend.

"Eric," he scowled at the sheepish boy, "Be careful. You could have tipped us over."

"Sorry," Eric pulled his lips into an apologetic pout, "I just wanted to say hi."

"It's okay, Eric. We're safe," you laughed off the incident as you brushed your hair back into place. You had passed over the oars to Juyeon at this point as you conversed with the guilty tanned boy, "Are you enjoying it?"

Eric nodded happily, "It's so much fun! I could do this all day."

Your heart melted at his enthusiasm. Eric was definitely giving you younger brother vibes through this trip with his puppy-like energy.

Juyeon swatted the oar in his direction, "Go bother someone else, Youngjae."

You glared at your boat-mate, "Juyo, that's not very nice."

"He almost killed us, Y/N," Juyeon exaggerated dramatically as he pushed the nose of Eric's boat away from yours.

Eric clicked his tongue and shook his head, laughing under his breath, "Alright, alright, I get it, hyung. Sorry for almost killing you."

You watched in disbelief as Eric paddled away at the speed of lightning, now looking like he was about to crash again into Minseo and Suyeon's boat. Turning back to your partner, you shook your head at him.

"What? That was dangerous," Juyeon whined at your glare, "Anyway, you called me Juyo."

Your hands flew up to your mouth as you burned red at the slip up, "Oh sorry! I never asked if I could call you that. I just heard Jacob call you it earlier."

Juyeon flashed you a boyish grin as he paddled your boat away from where everyone had seemed to congregate, pushing at each other's boats, "I don't mind. You can call me Juyo; I like it," then his face morphed with something unrecognisable for a second, "What were you and Jacob talking about?"

Your eyes narrowed into slits as you examined the boy in front of you. Where he was confident meeting your eyes earlier, he was now looking at everywhere other than you. It had you thinking whether there was some truth in Jacob's words, but you definitely didn't want to get your hopes up.

"Didn't he say it was a bit private?" you tried to say nonchalantly. Juyeon began to nod like he didn't care much at all, but you just laughed at him, "I'm kidding. We weren't talking about anything specific. I don't know why he said it was private."

"Oh, so you're not dating?"

You gasped at the accusation, "Me and Jacob? Why would you think that?"

Juyeon shrugged as he continued to row steadily, "You guys spend a lot of time together. He was teaching you to play the guitar last night."

Ah, Juyeon must have noticed Jacob instructing you on the patio after you expressed interest in learning to play. You had thought that he was inside making dinner with the girls, but he must have stepped out or seen you in the reflection of the glass door.

You smiled coyly, "We spend a lot of time together, but we're not dating are we?"

You don't know where this bravery came from- you weren't usually so teasing to anyone you spoke to. However, being with Juyeon showed you a new, more playful side to yourself that knew how to be a bit less uptight and closed off.

Juyeon pressed his lips into a thin line, "Right. We're not."

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Halfway through the trip, Minseo had the idea to have a fancy dinner out one day in the nearest town. She wanted to get dressed up and get properly ready, since most of the activities you'd been doing thus far either involved the water or getting sweaty in the sun. Because this wasn't in your itinerary, you and the three girls took their car out to shop for new dresses, while the boys searched their luggage for something appropriate.

You deduced that they didn't have anything to wear either when you bumped into Sangyeon, Younghoon, Haknyeon and Eric midway through the shopping trip with bags and bags occupying their hands. They must have been sent out by the others to buy shirts and slacks. While buying new outfits could be considered excessive, the pieces were always recyclable and appropriate for the real world that the graduates were about to go into and the working adults were already partaking in. The dresses on the other hand, were not so transferrable, but you just hoped that you'd find an occasion to use it again in. You didn't feel too guilty considering the four of you only delved into thrift and second hand shops to find your outfits for the mid-scale restaurant that Minseo found.

You got ready in the girls' room, spending more time with them since being around the boys 24/7 got tiring sometimes. They had been very welcoming to you through the past week and a half despite being a tight-knit trio already. They were also all graduated and figuring out their lives, but welcomed you into their group regardless. You could definitely see yourself keeping in touch with them after the trip ended, even if you ended up in a random city far away.

There was always something nice about getting ready with a group of friends. Jiwon had curled the back of your head while she rambled on about how Younghoon was taking his sweet time making a move on her, meanwhile Suyeon was painting pink varnish on Minseo's right hand. The four of you took pictures after cleaning up the inevitably messy room and sat cross-legged on the bed as you sent them to each other.

"Juyeon's gonna die when he sees you," Suyeon smirked as she airdropped a set of photos she had taken from you.

"Why does everyone keep thinking me and Juyeon have something going on? We're just friends," you muttered, swiping through the images.

The room fell into silence and you looked up to three disbelieving faces. Minseo rolled her eyes at you, "Be serious, Y/N. Juyeon is smitten with you."

You pressed your lips together to contain a cheesing smile. Suyeon nodded in agreement, "Don't forget we're on the dance team so we know him quite well. We've never seen him with a girl like this."

"Maybe he just kept it separate from dance."

"Then he was not seeing anyone because he was dedicated to that shit 24/7," Jiwon told you, "Trust us. He likes you."

You looked on apprehensively, "Guys, we just met. It's been a week and a half."

Minseo flopped back on the bed in exasperation, "Have you never heard of love at first sight? I feel like it's pretty common that crushes develop quite quickly, especially if you're spending all day and night with someone."

"Think of Love Island," Jiwon offered, glaring at you when you stifled a laugh, "They're locked in a villa together 24/7 and by day 3 they're married with kids making out by the pool. You're basically doing better than them!"

You giggle at her analogy, appreciating the girls trying to justify the growing affection you've developed for the sleepy-eyes boy the past few days, "Maybe, but even still, I'm not the type to make the first move at all. I still want to give it time."

Suyeon nodded in understanding, "That's fair. Don't worry though, you'll know your answer by how he reacts to you tonight. You're a literal smoke show, babe."

You side-hug her in thanks and return the compliment. Minseo pushed herself off the bed as she checked the phone, "The guys have already left. We should get going too."

Downstairs, the four of you strapped on your sandals and did a sweep of the house to make sure everyone had left and you didn't accidentally leave anyone behind. Jiwoo recalled a time to you about how after one dance show that everyone either attended or participated in, they were sorting out transport after the show and each car thought that another car was taking Sunwoo home. It resulted in Sangyeon having to turn the car around once they realised at the restaurant that Sunwoo wasn't there and a grudge that Sunwoo held for months afterwards.

When you reached the restaurant in town after a small drive, the boys had already been sat down for a few minutes. The server led you to an area where they had joined 3 tables together to accompany your large group. You could see the spaces they left in the middle for the four of you.

"Y/N," a soft voice called out for you as you reached the table. Juyeon stood up from his spot and pulled a chair out, "Hope you don't mind sitting next to me."

The girls let out some sounds of amusement behind you as they took their seats. Jiwon slid in to the sit between yours and Younghoon. With your body aflame, you returned a gracious smile, "Not at all, Juyo."

After you had sat down and greeted the other boys, you opened up the menu to confirm what you wanted despite checking it earlier. Everyone's attention had turned away from you, so Juyeon took it as an opportunity to lean closer and bring his lips up to your ear, hidden from view by the menus.

"You look beautiful, by the way," he murmured shyly.

Fighting the urge to just scream in glee and giddiness, you chewed on your bottom lip. Juyeon's hair was styled differently today with some of his hair being pushed back and away from his forehead when day-to-day, his hair fell into his eyes. He was wearing a plain button up with the top buttons undone and he had sprayed on a perfume that was completely intoxicating.

"You don't look too bad yourself," you whispered to him, masking the way your heart was racing just at the sight of him.

Juyeon returned a triumphant smile and moved back to look at his own menu. From beside you, Jiwon was practically vibrating in her seat from excitement.

"He's just being nice," you mouthed to her. She rolled her eyes and turned back to her best friend slash longstanding crush.

You were never much of a drinker in college. Sure, you partook in your fair share of college parties and bar hopping nights, but you wouldn't say that you were an expert in the matter. Your tolerance was okay, but as the dinner progressed, it seemed like a better and better idea to keep ordering more wine.

By the end of it, all non-drivers on the table were verging on tipsy, all while Kevin, Sangyeon, Minseo and Jacob watched in amusement. There hadn't been any more heart-swooning moments from Juyeon through the dinner, but just being sat in close proximity to him made you feel safe and warm.

When it was time to head back to the lake house, Sangyeon had proposed the idea of ending the night with lighting the fire outside. You had utilized it a few times already, so there was a reserve of wood and flammable materials in the corner waiting to be used. It was a clear and still night with a slight breeze, so it was perfect to light it up.

Thankfully, Sangyeon and Jacob being sober worked out as they could start the fire together without harm. You definitely didn't trust the stumbling Eric or mumbling Haknyeon to do it themselves. Even Hyunjae looked a bit out of it.

The fire was roaring strong as you perched yourself on one of the benches surrounding it. Every so often, Sangyeon was throwing a log into the flames and fanning it to keep it going. It wasn't too cold in the night, but the fire provided a blanketing warmth. You were all still in your 'fancy' outfits and everyone was taking photos at different spots in the back yard. Jacob had fetched his guitar and was strumming random melodies while Sunwoo and Chanhee sang along beside him.

To your left, you heard a click of a camera.

"Lee Juyeon, will you stop taking photos of me?" you mused as you found him with the camera up to his eyes.

He smiled softly, "What's wrong with wanting to remember this moment? You look beautiful."

Your eyes fluttered shut as his words tugged at your lips, "Juyeon..."

Juyeon let out a hearty laugh as he put the camera down and scooted closer to you on the bench, thighs pressing against each other, "I'm being too obvious, aren't I?"

Everyone else was far away enough from you to be able to hear, so you were less fearful of being subject to teasings if they heard this conversation.

You thought that the wine was giving you a bit too much liquid courage, "Keep it up and I might believe what our friends are telling me."

Juyeon's breath hitched, "And what are they telling you?"

Eyes closed, you felt Juyeon press his side more purposely against yours, "I don't wanna say," you mumbled.

"Oh come on, don't I have the right to know if it concerns me?" Juyeon retorted back, "Please?"

A burst of courage pumped through your veins, "They're saying you might have a crush."

Juyeon was silent for so long that you were afraid that if you opened your eyes, he'd have disappeared. Still, you felt the warmth of his body radiating to you. Your head was heavy, lolling in front of you while Juyeon formulated his words.

You opened your eyes to a blazing fire as Juyeon chuckled lowly beside you, "I might."

Your voice indicated the surprise you felt at his indirect confession, "You might?"

"I might," he repeated. You could hear the smile in his voice, "Hard not to."

You avoid looking at him as you find a stick on the ground and start poking the fire, "You develop crushes that quick?"

"What can I say? I've always been a hopeless romantic," Juyeon mused, stretching out his arm behind you to be able to lean on them as he shuffled in his seat.

"That's not what I've heard," you recalled the conversations you've had with his friends.

Juyeon gasped, "How much have they been talking to you about me?"

You chuckled, "You're all they can ever talk about with me, if I'm being honest."

Juyeon grumbled under his breath, "I'm gonna kill all of them!"

You paused for a moment, suddenly frowning at the orange flames, "Is this just the wine talking, Juyeon?"

He snapped his head towards you so suddenly that you do the same and finally meet his eyes. The flames reflecting back in his eyes and on his face cast a golden glow on his skin, "What? No! They might have given me the courage to say these things but I'd never deceive you."

You dropped your voice to a whisper, "Do you mean it? That you might have a crush?"

Juyeon giggled at your words as he reached up to your face and tucked your hair behind your ear. Oh, he was surely a hopeless romantic.

"Definitely."

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When you woke up the next morning, your heart was already racing. It was the residual effects of the way Lee Juyeon made you feel the night before. While you couldn't talk much more after Kevin plopped down on the bench beside you causing you two to jump apart, you shared many knowing smiles throughout the night.

But it left more questions unanswered than answered. Despite that, you tried to push down the feelings of uncertainty to focus on the present.

Kevin and Jacob were already awake by the time that you emerged from under your sheets. They were both applying their skincare on the bed, a Youtube video playing on low volume near them.

"Morning sunshine," Kevin's voice was too teasing that you knew you were in for it, "How was your night with mister loverboy?"

"Kevin," you warned lowly, sending piercing glares in his direction. Jacob had stopped what he was doing to listen in.

"All I'm saying is that you two looked very comfy by the fire last night," he shrugged innocently, "Look, Juyeon's a great guy. Not sure why I didn't think to set him up with you, but you two go together well."

"Can't believe you thought Chanhee was a better option," Jacob snorted beside him. Kevin picked up his pillow and smacked his companion with it.

"Juyeon's great," you affirmed, "I just don't want to go too fast or anything since I don't even know where I'm gonna end up."

"Have you heard back from any of the jobs you've been applying for?" Kevin asked softly.

Every single day, at the end of the evening, you would open your laptop in bed and send applications for every new job listing you could find, even if they weren't related to your degree. Someone would have to take you, right?

You nodded slowly, "I have a few interviews in the city after we get back. I'm trying not to get my hopes up with any of them since I've done so many interviews this past year to no avail."

Kevin got up to your bed and gave you a squeeze, "You'll find something, okay? You're too good to let go of and all those companies were dumb to not have you."

"Thank you Kevin," you said sincerely.

"Now, get up! It's beach day!" Kevin yelped excitedly.

Although you were facing a very large lake, there was still something different about going to the beach, digging your toes in the sand and dipping into the ocean. The nearest nice beach was nearly an hour away, so you all agreed to try and get up and get ready early.

You took a lightning fast shower and packed your things into your bag. The boys had brought tents with them that you could use to get changed in once you got to the beach, so you just slipped on a sundress with sandals. You met the girls in their room and then planned to go down to Minseo's car. Although you rode over with Kevin, you were definitely enjoying the girls' presence and so moved yourself to their car by their insistence.

When you were at the top of the staircase, you felt an arm brush against yours and the weight of your tote bag disappearing as it was snatched out of your hand.

"Morning," Juyeon breathed, bringing his lips to the shell of your ear.

You jumped in your spot, clutching your chest in surprise, "Oh my God, Juyeon! You scared me! And I can take my bag."

Juyeon raced ahead a few steps to keep it out of your grasp, "It's no problem. Are you going in Minseo's car?"

"Mhm," you nodded as he opened the front door to find some of the other boys loading their things in. You waved good morning to each of them as you unlocked Minseo's car with the keys she entrusted to you. They were still packing their last bits.

Sangyeon bounded over from his car, eyeing you and Juyeon, "Hey, we only want to take 3 cars instead of 4 to the beach. We need another person in the girls' car."

Before Juyeon could open his mouth to volunteer, Younghoon had rushed over and stretched his arms over the both of you, wedging you apart, "And that's gonna be me. Sorry Juyo. Get Eric or Hak to switch with your girlfriend."

Both you and Juyeon let out a trapped, muffled sound of surprise at his comment and you kept your eyes down on the gravel to avoid showing everyone your flushed faces.

Younghoon's belly laugh echoed through the lake, "I'm just playing, guys. You should see your faces- ow! Juyeon!"

Juyeon smirked innocently, batting his eyelashes like he didn't just kick Younghoon in the shin. Sangyeon tutted like them like a disgruntled dad as he returned to his own car. Through his window, you could see Chanhee, Changmin and Sunwoo all already asleep in the back of the car while Hyunjae loaded heavy-looking coolers into the back.

Younghoon dashed inside, probably to help the girls with their items, leaving you and Juyeon looking at each other wide-eyes and shy.

"Sorry about him," Juyeon sheepishly said.

You waved him off with a dismissive hand, "Don't worry- I've got used to the teasing. How was your sleep?"

"I barely slept last night," he admitted, "I was overthinking. I wasn't too much last night, was I?"

You shook your head immediately, "No, no. Of course not. We didn't get to talk much last night, but honestly, you're good. We're on the same page, I think."

Juyeon fought the smile on his face, "We are?"

"Definitely," you echoed his words from the previous night with a teasing tone. You could practically see him folding into himself in shyness, but you just tugged at the hem of his shirt with a soft expression, "It's so early in the morning to be teased together by Jacob and Kevin if we go in the same car, so I'll just see you at the beach. Is that okay?"

Juyeon nodded affirmatively, "I agree. I'm just gonna pass out in the car anyway. Have a safe trip, pretty."

Your cheeks were permanently red around him, "You too, Juyeon."

When your car was finally on the road going at a constant speed, Minseo looked at you through the rearview mirror and sighed, "I've always wanted a summer romance."

You frowned slightly, "Do you think me and Juyeon will just be a summer thing?"

Minseo's mouth dropped agape as she rushed to collect herself, "No, no. I didn't mean that. I just meant I've always wanted to meet someone on vacation and make a relationship out of it. I think it's cute."

"Juyeon's not one for flings," Jiwon uttered beside you. She was squished in the middle seat between you and Younghoon, who was sleeping soundly with his head nested in her shoulder, "He's never had a girlfriend or a situationship through college. I don't know about high school, but I don't think Juyeon's the type to play around with girls."

"And he wears his heart on his sleeve. We've always been able to tell what he's feeling- if he's nervous, if he's mad or frustrated. He's such a sweet guy so we hope you can take care of him too," Suyeon added on from the passenger seat.

You nodded slowly at their heartfelt words, "I've realised that about him. He's very real."

"Did you guys confess to each other last night?" Minseo asked hesitantly, "You guys looked really close by the fire."

"Kevin said the same thing this morning," you chortled, "And kind-of, I guess? It was more of a half-confession."

"That's better than nothing," Suyeon hummed, "You guys should talk properly before we leave."

You agreed noiselessly as you thought about it. There was definitely something going on between you- that much was clear. You were a little nervous about it all after remembering what Chanee said to you about people developing feelings in close proximity, but you thought to yourself that that wasn't something to project onto yourself or onto Juyeon without proper deliberation.

You were also in close proximity with the other boys, but that didn't mean that you developed feelings for them either. You felt that you owed it to Juyeon who was brave enough to be so forward with his feelings to explore the relationship without prejudice.

Sure, it might get hard when you start working and living your lives again, but that was for future you who had experienced it to decide. You've let your fears stop you from many things in your life before, but whenever you're beside Juyeon, he makes you feel like you should throw out all those doubts and just enjoy the present moment with him.

You got so in your head during the car ride that you didn't even notice the car halting to a stop and the locks clicking open.

"We're here," Suyeon murmured softly, reaching from the front to gently shake Jiwon and Younghoon awake. She turned to you with an understanding look, "You okay, babe?"

"Yeah," you breathed out, "I'm just trying not to worry about it."

"Mhm," she smiled softly as Jiwon stretched awake beside you with a sleepy grunt.

The beach car park wasn't too far from the sand, so you all loaded your arms with the items from the trunk in order to set up camp for the day. It was blazing hot with the sun high up in the sky, so you were all sweating by the time you decided on a large enough spot on the beach. Thankfully, it wasn't too busy as it was a weekday, but there were still some people dotted around.

Jacob's car hadn't arrived yet since Kevin texted in the groupchat that they had to make a stop to let Eric go to the bathroom halfway through. Sangyeon's car was taking the coolers and the tents down to the beach and thankfully, the tents didn't require setting up other than anchoring them down in place with sandbags and everyone's belongings.

The group decided a few nights ago that you were going to do a barbecue on the beach after you swam for a bit, so Hyunjae and Younghoon were separating all the ingredients they had brought for that into a corner of the space. Sunwoo, Chanhee and Changmin had immediately ran away with a beach volleyball to play with away from the food.

You laid out a bunch of beach mats and picnic blankets, keeping them from blowing away by placing someone's bag on each of the corners. Suyeon and Jiwon were applying sunscreen on each other, having changed into their bikinis already, meanwhile you were waiting for Minseo to change in the second tent after you changed in the first one.

"I'm so hungry," Minseo grumbled as she dropped her bag of clothes on the mat and rummaged for the sunscreen.

"Me too, but we can't swim for a while if we eat," you reminded her. You had munched on a breakfast bar that Minseo kept stashed in her car at the start of the journey, but you had to wait to eat lunch or else going into the ocean wasn't a good idea. You don't actually know if that's a myth or not, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

She squeezed a dollop of cream into your hands that you lathered all over the areas you could reach and then turned your attention to each other to help get the spots missed. You let it seep into your skin first so it wouldn't get washed off as soon as you entered the ocean.

By the time you felt ready to go, Jacob's car had pulled up and you could hear them coming from a mile away thanks to the speaker in Eric's hand already booming music. They didn't have much in their cars, but you could see a donut inflatable around Juyeon's arms.

"Hi gorgeous," Juyeon smirked at you as he placed down the ring on the mat, "You look ready to jump into the sea."

"We've been waiting for a bit," you burrowed your toes into the golden, warm sand.

"Blame Eric. He didn't go to the bathroom before we left and then chugged a bottle of water," Juyeon rolled his eyes, "It's okay, I put on sun protection in the car."

You laughed at the visual that appeared suddenly in your head, "You guys were definitely rubbing sunscreen on each other's backs, right?"

He hid a guilty smile, "Maybe, maybe."

Mid-laugh, you were struck silent as Juyeon suddenly pulled his shirt off in one quick motion. The past week and a half that you'd been swimming in the pool, he'd been wearing a top. Sure when he was drenched, the fabric would cling to his skin and you could see the outline of his abs through them if you were looking (you definitely were not), but seeing him suddenly shirtless in front of you had your mouth gasping apart. The sun made his abs reflect golden honey and his muscly arms flexed as he pulled the shirt off.

Juyeon smirked at your reaction, "You're gonna catch flies, babe."

You snapped your mouth shut, scrunching your face in embarrassment as he chuckled at you. Trying to walk away from him, Juyeon just huffed and caught your bare waist with his large hands, pulling you back towards him, "Don't be shy, c'mere."

A passing Changmin gagged as he glared at you two, "Oh I'm gonna be sick. Get a room."

Chanhee, who was walking by his side and practically attached to his hip, huffed along, "They make me feel so single. It's so gross."

"Fuck off," Juyeon smiled innocently at his friends, who flipped him off without even sparing a glance at the two of you. He turned his attention back to you, "Sorry, is this too much?"

The sliver of skin he was touching was burning under his fingers, but you pushed down your usual reservedness, "I feel like exploding, but no, it's okay."

He bit at his plump lips, "You're so cute. Let's go swim?"

"I don't know if swim is the right word. I told you I can't swim. Maybe waddle is better," you reminded him at your inability.

Juyeon ahh'ed and picked up the inflatable, "Use this, then. Or hold onto me, yeah? I won't let you drown, promise."

He held up his pinky finger at you, which you wrapped your own around. But instead of breaking apart, Juyeon used it to tug at you towards the ocean. He started breaking out into a jog, catching you off guard, and you picked up your pace to run beside him.

When you reached the ocean, you were struggling to catch your breath from both laughing so hard and the sudden exercise he made you do. Thankfully, the sea was warm under the sun, so it wasn't an added shock to the system.

Juyeon helped slide the ring over your body so that you were in the middle of the donut hole and you paddled deeper into the ocean where your feet couldn't touch anymore. A few metres away from you, Haknyeon and Sunwoo were splashing at each other.

"This is nice, I like this," you told Juyeon happily, "I was kinda scared to go into the ocean."

Juyeon placed his hand on the ring, "Don't worry, I got you. Let's go a bit deeper, yeah?"

You let him push you along a bit further since his feet were still touching the sand at the bottom and when the water came up to his shoulders, he stopped and let you paddle around him in the donut. He watched in amusement as you giggled to yourself happily.

"So adorable," he murmured. After a few minutes, when he realised that there was no one near the two of you for a considerable distance, he reached his arm out to half your floatie.

"Mhm?" you quirked an eyebrow at him as he pulled you in closer.

"Do you trust me?" Juyeon began, eyes shining with mischief.

Your eyes widened as you gripped the float tight to your body, "Oh no. What is it?"

Juyeon chuckled and reached for your waist under the water. He tugged at you, but the float kept your bodies at a distance.

"Wrap your legs around me. I'm gonna take the float off you," he proposed slowly, watching your reaction.

"Juyeon," you drawled in fear, holding on even tighter.

"I won't let you drown, come on," he encouraged, "I'm still touching the ground."

Reluctantly, you moved your body as close as you could to him. The minute he felt your legs close around his torso, he flicked the float off over your head and pulled you in flush with his toned arms. Disregarded, the donut moved steadily with the waves.

"I told you," he murmured. You had got a bit surprised from the way he pulled you tight to his body, instinctively tucking your head into his neck and squealing. Juyeon rubbed at your back with his palm to reassure you.

This was definitely the closest that you'd been to Juyeon at all- actually, it was a major step up altogether. You think that you half-confessions you'd shared with each other had given him all the confidence and courage all at once.

"Is this okay?" Juyeon asked quietly as both of your hearts thumped against your chests strongly.

He had asked you that so much, just showing how much of a gentleman he truly was, never wanting to go further than you were comfortable with.

"Yeah," you hummed softly, pulling your head back to look at him. A gentle smile rested on his features as he gazed at you. Your back was turned away from the shore, "Are they looking?"

Juyeon craned his head around you and stifled a laugh, "They're trying to act like they're not. Do you care?"

You thought about it for a moment. To be honest, they all already knew; they were the ones pushing you together at every moment. You shook your head, "No."

Juyeon grinned, moving the hair that had floated to your face behind your ear. Your hands were preoccupied hanging on for dear life around his neck, so he took it as his obligation to help, "You're so beautiful, Y/N."

A lot of guys had told you that, especially on the blind dates you've been on. Whenever they said it, it never felt real and always just felt like they were saying it to get in your pants or as a gateway for you to owe them something. When Juyeon says it to you, his words drip with sincerity.

"Thank you," you mumbled shyly, moving your head back into his neck.

Your torsos were pressed against each other, so you could feel the rumble and vibration of his body as he laughed at your reaction. You tried to unbury yourself away from him, but his hand crept up to the back of your neck and kept you there, sending shivers down your spine. Your body shook in anticipation as the silence hung thick in the air.

"I'm just gonna say it," he breathed out shakily, "I really do like you, Y/N. I know we've only known each other 2 weeks, but I've really enjoyed spending time with you. You honestly have made me feel things I haven't before and I get excited to see you every morning. That's so cheesy, I know. If you do like me back, I don't want to ask you to be my girlfriend yet, but would you be down to keep getting to know each other and going on dates after this and seeing where it takes us?"

You're not sure if he kept your face buried into his skin for your benefit or his, since his voice was shaking as he spoke. You smiled into his neck, whispering confidently, "I like you too, Juyeon. Isn't it obvious?"

"Maybe, but I like that. I don't like playing games," Juyeon released his hold on the back of your neck and moved his arm back to your waist to keep you pressed against him.

"You've only been out of college a few weeks, how are you so mature already?" you playfully teased as you peered up at him.

Rolling he eyes, he squeezed at your waist, "I've always been mature. It's a shame we didn't meet earlier; now I feel like they were gate keeping you away from me."

"You were one of the last ones I had yet to meet," you revealed, "I had met everyone briefly other than you, the girls, Eric and Hak."

He bumped your forehead with his, "Best for last, right?"

"Definitely," you grinned.

"Okay, I dragged you out just to tell you all this, to be honest. Let's go back to everyone before I lose control and kiss you or something," Juyeon suddenly blurted, taking a few steps back to the shore with you still wrapped around him.

A surge of confidence had you squeezing your legs around him to stop him, "Who's stopping you?"

Juyeon's eyes widened in surprise as he chewed at his lip. Reluctantly, he dropped his voice and leaned in closer to you, "Are you sure?" His hot breath fanned over your lips.

He'd practically made all the first moves up until this point and you could see the honesty in his eyes. You figured you'd save him the trouble as you reached forward and pressed your lips against his.

He tasted a bit salty from when he had splashed the ocean water over his face and a bit like the orange Fanta he was drinking earlier when he got out of the car. Juyeon yelped in shock against your lips, but smiled into them as he applied more pressure and properly slotted his lips between yours.

You hadn't planned on actually making out with him in the middle of the ocean as your friends watched on in astonishment, but he captured your lips every time you pulled away slightly and licked at your bottom lip with his tongue. Your hold around his neck grew stronger as his grip on your waist grew tighter.

"Juyeon," you whispered against him when you came up for air.

"Don't blame me, this is your doing," he uttered each word between deep kisses. He wasn't kidding, he felt like he had lost control when it came to you and he couldn't bring himself to pull away from you. The gentle tide was bobbing the two of you up and down, but he kept his hold tight as he kept your lips attached and slotted his tongue into your mouth.

You indulged in him, deepening the kiss even more, "I'm really glad I met you, Juyeon," you panted.

This was enough to pull him away from you, keeping your foreheads pressed together, "Me too, Y/N. Me too."

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So you didn't hear the end of it from your friends during the rest of the beach day. Or the day after that. Or the day after that. It wasn't like you'd planned the impromptu make out session to be witnessed by 13 pairs of eyes, but honestly it's their fault for not looking away.

Juyeon also didn't hear the end of it from Sunwoo for letting his inflatable donut float away too far out of reach to retrieve. The younger boy forced him to send more money than it actually cost as compensation, but Juyeon believed it was totally worth it.

It was your final full day at the lake house and you haven't been able to peel Juyeon away from you for more than a couple minutes. In full honesty, you'd always wanted a boyfriend that clung to your side and kept you warm, safe and protected and he was definitely checking off all those boxes.

"Disgusting," Hak scoffed as he passed behind you on the couch. You were sitting sideways in Juyeon's lap, scrolling on your phone as he played against Hyunjae on a game you had never heard of. The competitor was sat far away from the two of you on a different couch across the living room.

"It's not my fault you're single," Juyeon clapped back without missing a beat.

Haknyeon groaned and ran away faster to the back yard. You'd already spent the morning outside- Juyeon had been making good on his promise to improve your table tennis skills this whole trip, but you definitely wouldn't consider yourself a ping pong goddess yet. Thankfully, there wasn't a time limit anymore for him to keep helping you improve.

In between rounds, Juyeon would pat your head and stroke your hair softly. You would turn to him and give a soft smile that he would return before Hyunjae loaded up the next game. You were just going through your emails, blocking out in your calendar all the interviews you had amassed from your applications over the three weeks. You were feeling more optimistic about returning to the world, even more so with new relationships and friendships making your life more exciting. You were also excited to see your college friends again; they were sulky about missing out seeing you become smitten with a man, but their teasing was never-ending anyway.

"Baby you can go join the others if you're bored," Juyeon murmured lowly as he kept his eyes on the flat screen TV. He was aggressively mashing the buttons on the controller and you actually had no idea if he knew what he was doing.

"I'm fine here," you assured him.

One thing that had changed since Juyeon confessed to you was the development of pet names. Juyeon adored calling you every pet name under the sun, no matter how shy or blushing they made you. Another thing was his clinginess; Juyeon barely touched you at all before you two bared your feelings and you had no idea how he kept that side of him under wraps. He was lucky that you indulged in each and every one of his quirks.

When Juyeon was by your side, he was either holding your hand, playing with your fingers or wrapping his entire, huge body around you. He was so much taller than you that he practically swamped you, but it made you feel so giddy. Now you knew the exact meaning of the honeymoon phase.

He showed you his affection previously through acts of service and he hasn't slowed down in that department since. In only a few days, he had committed himself to making you a morning beverage as soon as you woke up and making sure that you were warm when the nights became cooler or shaded when the sun was too hot. Sure, he may have a patch of sunburn on his back, but as long as you didn't, he was a-okay.

"You're quieter today. Are you sure everything's okay?" Juyeon hummed. Hyunjae was too busy screaming at the TV to hear anything you two were saying.

"I dunno. I'm excited to go back and explore us, but at the same time, I really, really don't want to leave," you squeezed your eyes shut with a deep breath, "I don't want anything to ruin what we have."

Juyeon's eyebrows pulled together in concern, but he dropped a comforting kiss on your shoulder to comfort you, "It might be different, which I know is scary, but that's the exciting part. It might be even better than this! We'll always have this summer together, but just give us a chance out there, yeah?"

"Of course, Juyo," you flopped your head into his chest and nuzzled yourself into his shirt, "I don't have any doubts about us, I promise. It's just that everything is so new."

"It's gonna be great, baby. I'm already planning all the dates I wanna take you on and all the things I wanna show you and everywhere I wanna eat with you and-"

Hyunjae let out a yelp of frustration as he lost the battle. You don't know how Juyeon was winning despite him rambling adorably to you.

Your lips curled into a smile at his blabbing and you cut him off by pressing your lips into his jawline. Juyeon mirrored your expression and craned his head to connect your lips together. Juyeon was definitely insatiable when it came to kissing.

"I thought the pining was bad, but this is much, much, much, much worse," Hyunjae cried out, throwing his controller on the seat beside him, "Do you two have no shame? Y/N, you were so shy in the beginning."

Your head was buried into Juyeon's neck as he wrapped his arms around you, game abandoned. Feet padded loudly on the hardwood floors as Kevin's voice sounded out, "Oh, she's only shy at first. Y/N is actually a menace."

"This is all kind of your doing, Kevin," you gestured to you and Juyeon.

Kevin bounded over and leaned down to squeeze the two of you in his arms, "And that's why I expect your first baby to be named after me! Kevin or Hyungseo, I'm not picky."

Juyeon scoffed at him and shoved him away, "Shut up, you didn't do anything. Don't give him credit, Y/N."

"You know I had to beg Y/N for three months straight to come, right?" Kevin deadpanned, "I definitely deserve thanks."

"Well it's definitely no thanks to you that I only met her now when you've known her for a year and a half!" Juyeon retorted passionately.

Kevin plopped down on the couch beside Juyeon, shoving away your feet that were perched up on them, "We had to physically drag you out of the dance studio if we wanted to hang out with you. You genuinely had a visceral reaction to the thought of leaving that basement."

Juyeon had been showing you videos of his choreographies the past few days and while he was incredibly innately talented, you also could see how much work he put into his craft. You were definitely very, very attracted to that side of him, not only for his talent but also for his dedication and persevering nature. He promised to teach you a few things about dance, but you told him not to get his hopes up in that department.

Juyeon couldn't argue with that one, so he just nuzzled his head into your body. You squealed at how adorable he was being, while the other boys around you audibly cringed in unison.

"Is it too late to back out of our tenancy agreement?" Changmin sighed, also taking a seat on the adjacent couch. Juyeon just threw a pillow at him that he caught and popped on his lap.

Both Juyeon and Changmin were employed by the dance studio to start after graduation. Since they'd been house mates for a couple of years already, it just made sense to continue living together at a place closer to the studio. Another reason why you'd never met Juyeon was that out of the batch of guys in your graduating class, only Kevin lived apart from them off-campus. Chanhee was left behind from the roommate situation after Juyeon and Changmin found a new place, but he quickly weaselled his way into convincing the incoming seniors Sunwoo, Haknyeon and Eric to live with him in a 4 bedroom house since he got a job at the university.

"Where are you gonna live by the way, Y/N?" Kevin asked curiously.

"My childhood home isn't that far, so I'll probably stay at home for a bit until I figure out everything. I'll probably get a place in town as soon as I can," you manifested to yourself, "I'm trying not to worry about it."

Juyeon gently ran his fingers through your hair, "Yeah, don't worry about it."

"You can sleep on mine and Jacob's couch if you ever need. We're gonna get a pull-out," Kevin grinned. He was giving up his solo, roommate-less life to move in with his fellow Canadian.

Juyeon gasped dramatically and trapped you in his arms, "No way is she sleeping on your couch! What if Cobie-hyung tries to steal her from me?"

Kevin reached over the couch and slapped Juyeon around the head playfully, "Stop being jealous that Y/N and Jacob went on a date before she even knew you existed."

You giggled at his pout and leaned into his hold, "Jacob has no chance against you."

A pained sound came from the direction of the back door, "Y/N! You wound me!"

"Why are you all just suddenly appearing when you're mentioned in the conversation?" you cried out exasperatedly as Jacob passed by the living room. He sent you a teasing wink, which Juyeon belatedly blocked by placing his hand in front of your face. You swatted at his hand, but he in turn just gripped your fingers in his hold.

Eventually, everyone congregated in the living room one by one. It was your last night together, so you all decided to just collate a bunch of food in the middle of the living room, put on some music and drink if you wanted to. Juyeon had volunteered to drive Kevin's car home since Kevin had a whole bottle of whiskey he was dying to finish, so you decided to stay sober with him so you could stay up on the drive without the effects of a hangover.

In the kitchen, you, Juyeon and Chanhee had prepared a bunch of snacks, ramen, meat and other food, meanwhile everyone dragged their pillows and duvets downstairs. You don't know if one big sleepover on the couches and hardwood floors was good for your bodies the night before a long drive home, but it seemed like the best idea at the moment.

It was amusing to watch everyone get drunk and recount their favourite memories from the trip, such as finally succeeding in ambushing Sunwoo to throw him in the pool. One of your own personal favourites was finally being consistently on the winning team of chicken fight in the pool once you convinced Juyeon to partner up with you. You deduced that Kevin was the problem in the pair.

When the night was dwindling down and everyone began to transition into a sleepy state, you changed the music to a calm Disney film that you could leave running in the background. Eric and Sunwoo were the first to knock out, snoring on one of the mattress they had hauled from their rooms. Two mattresses and a knocked out Hyunjae, Sangyeon, Minseo and Suyeon away, you were tucked under Juyeon's comforter and cuddling against his body. He had one arm under your head and the other draped over the top of you, his fingertips ghosting on your back. You were facing him, chin tilted up as you peppered silent kisses along the bottom half of his face and his neck.

"Are you sure you don't mind falling asleep next to me? I can move if you want," Juyeon mumbled sleepily, his eyelids heavy and closing involuntarily no matter how much he fought. Even in this state, he still put you and your comfort first.

"Thanks, Juyo. This is perfect, I promise," you cooed into his skin, "Let's go to sleep, yeah?"

"Mhm, goodnight my love," Juyeon's breathing eventually slowed down and became more steady as his heartbeat did the same. You matched his breathing and it wasn't long before you fell into dreamland with him, "See you in the morning."

"Goodnight, my Juyeon."

You never could have expected or anticipated just how much this trip that Kevin had pestered you to go on would change your life. Maybe your story with Juyeon was a whirlwind romance, but it was still just the start. You never could have foreseen the way the sweet boy with the cat-like sleepy eyes could unpick your heart and nestle himself in there. You never would have guessed you would find comfort and solace in someone like Lee Juyeon at such an uncertain time of your life.

And when he dropped you off at the doorstep of your parents' house at the end of the trip (it was definitely way too early for him to come inside), the searing kiss he left on your lips and the promise to see you the next day made you feel like meeting Lee Juyeon was your serendipitous fate - an accidental discovery, a happenstance you stumbled upon, but one that was inevitable in every way.

a/n: thank you thank you thank you for reading. find my masterlist here & all likes, comments, reblogs and feedback are so, so appreciated <3

[mythicmanuscripts]

Okay, the person who sent the vampire ask awakened something in me, because all my faves from HOTD fit at least one trope of vampire romance/erotica.

We've already established pretty boy Aegon (as usual, love that for him).

I totally agree that Aemond fits in the vampire role (I mean, look at his aesthetic. Boy's right at home there), where he's smitten with a human and refuses to acknowledge that he was basically stalking them at the beginning, until said human calls him out and shows no fear of him, they're just pissed off. And that does it, he's down even worse than he already was.

I feel Daemon and Rhaenyra would also fit vampire roles, with Daemon being the one who turned Rhaenyra, and she took to being a vampire like a fish to water. I think they'd be the type that has several "partners" they feed from, on a somewhat regular basis, but they also enjoy "hunting" every now and again, Daemon especially. They don't kill anyone, but they do enjoy the fear they can feel from the person they're feeding from.

Then One human shows up that seems immune to both Daemon's charms, and threaths, and Rhaenyra is living for it, she's having the time of her life watching him being flustered. And that's how they end up with a regular partner, not just in the feeding sense.

And of course, our boy Jace. I just feel like he would be such a good fit for an ingenue kinda trope? Noble birth, slightly sheltered, intelligent as hell, maybe too curious for his own good. He stumbles upon a vampire feeding on someone, nearly killing them, and ends up conflicted when he finds out the person was a reprehensible sort of criminal (like, heavy shit, type of criminal). And he keeps seeking the vampire out, even after being turned away because he's a stranger at that point, they don't trust him.

But he's relentless, and gets himself into trouble, and the vampire saves him, and he's head over heels for them.

TRULY INCREDIBLE THOUGHTS HERE OH MY GOD?? Anon I love you.

I'm gonna write a little bit about each of these ideas and then we can go from there! All ideas in this AU will be tagged with 'supranational!au' so block that if you don't want to see this or search it to see everything thus far :))

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AEGON:

Okay I know this anon didnt even mention much about him but I must briefly discuss pretty boy Aegon!!! Pretty boy Aegon who just absolutely ADORES the vampire who fucked his brains out that one time and now he's obsessed.

Everyone else thinks you're absolutely terrifying, and for good reason, but does Aegon care? No absolutely not. In fact, he gets rid of his personal kings guard and just has you instead. The kings guard can patrol the keep and stand watch outside his quarters but none of them even get close to him anymore because he's got a vampire behind him at all times.

And just one more quick thing about Aegon: originally you don't intend to only drink from Aegon because you don't want to put that much pressure on him and risk harming him. Aegon, however, is very possessive and will be very unhappy if you feed from another.

AEMOND:

Absolutely love the idea that Aemond essentially stalked someone for a solid two weeks without even knowing. Even better if you actually knew he was following you. He's not exactly subtle about it, especially because if he's standing behind you then anyone in front of you will look utterly terrified.

The way that you interact with him without fear just gets him completely hooked and yeah you just have a vampire following you around now.

Also, I kinda love the idea that Aemond actually doesn't seem capable of being the same level dangerous and skilled when he's around you? It's like he gets your scent or your attention or lord help him your blood and he just... brain off. No more Aemond.

DAEMON AND RHAENYRA:

Okay I LOVE this idea and I can't believe I never considered this concept with them. I definitely agree Daemon would have changed Rhaenya and then hunt together regularly. They're absolutely a couple that would love to fuck whoever they're feeding from at the same time.

I think Rhaenyra would be interested in you first. She'd sport you and have a conversation with you and discover that he really likes talking to you (and complaining about every single member of her small council because of course). You only meet Daemon about a week later, maybe when Rhaenyra invites you to dinner with them. Of course she had told Daemon all about you, and Daemon was certainly excited thinking they'd get a good feed and bed partner out of this.

To Daemon's dismay and Rhaenyra's delight, you don't even react to any of Daemon's attempts at flirting and seduction. You just listen to him and smile, but don't seem flustered at all.

Originally Rhaenyra had hoped to bed you with Daemon that night, but now that she's watching how worked up Daemon is becoming and how good you are at handling him? Well she's more than happy to have a front row seat to your interactions with Daemon.

For the next 3 weeks Daemon is adamant that they will never bring you into their bed, not for sex or for a feed or for both. Rhaenyra just nods and smiles to herself becasue she knows with absolute certainty that you absolutely will end up in bed with them. If Daemon truly didnt want to fuck you then he wouldnt still be talking about you weeks later.

The very first sexual thing to happen is you and Rhaenyra fucking while Daemon can only watch. He had finally made one too many ridiculous comments and so you put him in his place.

And so, Rhaenyra gets to sleep with you and drink from you while all her husband may do is watched. Eventually when you're satisfied with Daemon's punishment, you allow him to come join you two in bed. He ends up drinking from you while Rhaenyra strokes him.

The last thing he says before he falls asleep is to mumble, "We are never letting you out of this bed"

JACAERYS:

Absolutely love the thought of Jace just sort of stumping into a vampire. Maybe he was in a dodgy part of town? Like maybe he had been dragged out by Aegon but then Aegon abandoned him and now he has no idea where he is. It's while he's wandering around trying to find his way that he finds you.

You're feeding when he sees you, and as much as you want to just ignore him, he's far too pretty and far too scared for that. I think he'd run away at first, and you cant figure out why you did this, but you run after him. And it's damn good that you did becasue you find him being cornered by some people who clearly want to mug him.

Needless to say none of them made it to first light. Once they've all been dealt with, you look at Jace and he is just in awe. You escort him back to the red keep and think that's that.

Except no of course it's not Jace is desperate to find you again, and so maybe... maybe he goes back to that very dodgy area, just wandering around on his own and trying to spot you.

[pampushky]

Teaser: My Name Is Brutus (And My Name Means Heavy)

Alpha! Lando Norris/Omega! Lauda! Reader

oooo what's this?? me dropping a juicy little teaser of probably one of my favorite things I've written??

so. this is basically an ABO au with a race engineer & lauda mc, with the wonderful trope of enemies to lovers thrown in, as you will soon see from the scene I'm releasing a bit early.

other things about the fic: slow, and i mean fucking slow, burn. exploration of what disabilities would look like in the ABO world (especially centered around the sense of smell and how that could be considered a disability if someone doesn't have one in a world where most things are communicated by smell), societal pressures about what the ideal alpha/omega/beta should look like to the rest of the world which leads to Lando making assumptions about MC's secondary gender/sex, mentions of past emotional & mental abuse, PTSD, scarring, and worries about self-worth. Oh. and obvious hurt/comfort. But again, and I cannot emphasize this enough. Slow. Fucking. Burn.

uhhh i guess i'll do a tag list too for this so. tell me if you wanna be on that.

“I do have… issues, with the way you run things here,” you scratch your claw into the wood of the table, a low rumble in your throat. The scent blockers you have on are distracting to Lando. He wonders, briefly, what your scent is like, when it’s not so medicinal. “You need more discipline. Less media. It makes you seem… soft.”

“Soft?” Lando leans forward, tilting his head. You look back at him with your constantly blank stare, a slight frown on your lips, icy eyes that challenge even the Lauda death stare. “What do you mean?” You hesitate, looking to Zak and Andrea, who both gesture for you to continue. You then look at Oscar, who bites his lip and makes eye contact with you, and shrugs softly, as if permitting you to say whatever you were about to say.

“....you will take offense to what I’m about to say, I’m warning you.”

“Please, I’ll be fine,” Lando waves it off, grinning lazily. His nose twitches. The heavily medicinal smell of your scent blockers is getting to him. Do you truly need to cover your scent that much? Are you worried that he’ll act aggressively because you’re also an Alpha?

“.... no. You won’t. I’ve seen your interviews.” You say dryly, and fold your arms. Lando balks. 

“I beg you pardon?”

“You don’t take criticism well.”

“I take it just fine!” Lando shoots back, feeling himself starting to get frustrated. Why did you have to wear them? Even if you are an Alpha, the medication provided by the FIA should be more than enough to keep anyone’s tempers from flaring.

“Then you won’t throw a hissy fit when I list out all my problems with the way you work?” 

Your tone is icy. Even. Perfectly calculated. 

“Oh, you know I want to hear about your issues with me,” Lando slams his hands down onto the table, and you just raise an eyebrow at him. He’s down to his undershirt, his fireproofs hanging at his waist as you stare at him. “So say it! Don’t hold back!”

Andrea just massages his temples as Zak looks like he wants to be anywhere else. 

“Only if you don’t throw a tantrum when I’m right.” You state, examining your nails from where you sit, as though this is boring for you. Monotonous and icy-calm. 

Lando hates your voice. Specifically how robotic and monotone it sounds. What little he knows about you— which is as much as the rest of the world, with how private the Lauda family is— is that you apparently have some vocal chord and brain damage. Nothing substantial enough to impede your thought process or the way you speak to make you mute, but enough to have caused the monotonous way you talk. A small enough problem that Lando doesn’t feel like a total dick for what he’s about to say.

“Oh, just fucking say it, you robotic bitch!”

That gets your attention. You pause, slowly bring your hand down, and look at him. With the classic, terrifying Lauda glare. Your eyes pierce his soul, and for a second, just a second, Lando considers apologizing. Tucking his tail between his legs, his ears folded back. But then, he remembers who he is, and he meets your glare with his own, lips drawn back to bare his teeth....

[celaenaeiln]

Am I interested in Dick Grayson's innovativeness and how that makes him a terrifying opponent?

Nah, not really, no, it's no- EXCEPT THAT I AM!

I love your analysis and honestly, I always surf through the dick Grayson tag once a day to see if u have posted. Pls drop the innovatiness wala analysis. I would absolutely eat it up

ADSAJHFGAJLHADJLHA YOU CAN'T SEDUCE ME LIKE THAT-MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT!

But I am here to deliver *bows*

Let's start this off with a bang

Dick is completely naked except for a towel and with one (well defined) leg he hooks the handle of the beer bucket and sends it smashing into Midnighter to stop him from using the knife on another person.

Pure. Fucking. Platinum.

That move was so delicious, there's an ease-fluidity-grace-to that split second movement. Also notice how accurate his aim is despite swinging it with the arc of his toes. The bucket slammed right into the medulla oblongata, or more specifically the pyramidal tracts which are crucial for controlling voluntary muscular movements. Nerves from the brain cross over at that area as they go down and then synapse onto other nerves that are responsible for controlling muscles when they leave the spinal cord. The precision at which he aimed the bucket is glorious. And with what? His feet.

The only reason Midnighter wasn't injured is because he is a meta which is the point. Otherwise Dick wouldn't have aimed there unless he was fighting an enemy.

Oh that brings me to my next point.

Dick has extraordinary control of his actions

He's so right though. Nightwing doesn't need to kill because fighting is too easy for him. I swear he has some kind of messed up idea (aside from his need to be absolutely good) that killing someone with a gun would take the joy out of fighting. He loves to live life on the hardest mode only.

The rapid fire throw of the gun, calculating the distance, time, velocity of return, and angle? I mean I studied physics and calculating even half of that on paper is a headache. The fact that he did it in one second? It's extraordinary. Things that are pure, dumb luck to literally everyone else is carefully calculated at a speed faster than light, making it look like luck. Damn.

Yeah.

Forget Slade. Midnighter is my new favorite nemesister.

DO YOU SEE WHAT HE FOUGHT WITH?! WHILE DEATHSTROKE AND BLACK ADAM WERE FIGHTING WITH META POWERS AND A CURSED SWORD, HE FUCKING WRAPPED CHAINS AROUND HIMSELF LIKE A BOSS AND WHIPPED THE SHIT OUT OF THAT MAN.

Please take a moment of silence to relish in this sight.

Dick's innovativeness is a formidable skill when fighting allies.

Dick and Ras are evenly matched in sword fighting.

Wait, wait. I don't need any doubts about Dick's strength in sword fighting so I'm going to include a couple panels here:

Dick fights Azrael to a standstill which is absolutely incredible because Azrael solos. He's gone through many upgrades and skills and is one of the best fighters ever. He's even defeated Bruce.

He also defeated Jason and Tim together in Batman and Robin Eternal.

This is just another point towards the fact that Dick actually won in his fight against Bruce before going into Spyral. They weren't holding back.

Oh yeah. Ra's vs Dick panel, Dick and Ra's aren't going anywhere because Dick is a swordsman equivalent to one of the best in the world. So how do you win a draw? By one upping the opponent. He swings his foot up in midair and completely defeats him. "But that isn't a defeat...Ra's just stopped fighting!" It was complete defeat because Ra's is intelligent and knows when he can't win. Also they have been fighting for a while until they reached the breaking point in the battle. This move is a show of how Dick has that just one inch more that will lead him to be a victor.

Ra's honors Dick so much he tried to give the sword he used to fight with Batman because he thinks Dick is worthy of it. Can anyone receive a higher honor than this from that man?

He'll also use the broken glass of a car window to take down his opponent. If that's not innovation, then what is?

But one last thing since a car door cannot be considered innovative these days.

sticks. He literally took two twigs off the ground to use as weapons against his highly skilled, one of the best assassins, great-grandfather who is fighting with daggers in his hands and all over his body.

But you know the best part?

He draws his opponent to a tie. A tie? Not a win? No it was win after, considering he used his relative's falling body as a launching pad in the middle of the air when they were falling off the bridge to grab onto the bridge with the help of his friend. So it was his win but it's insane how incredible Dick's skills are.

It's really innovative because who thinks of using twigs and winning? Let me also clarify another point. Dick could've used the knives he'd gotten from his talon suit and thoroughly won because when he was brain washed he almost killed Red Condor from how skilled he was but he conscientiously chose to use twigs. In a sword fight. This man.

His improvisation is an asset that many have come to know him for and classify him as dangerous because he can fight with anything, anywhere, and win.

Something I want to end with. Dick only fights people who are stronger than him. I know he's fought mob characters and stuff but his enemies? They are all metas, assassins, skilled fighters, Russian Black Ops, and more. Essentially, people who are the top of the class in their categories and him defeating them equally and fairly is the reason why he has the respect of his enemies. He's just that good.

[mxqdii]

hey! i love love your work, and i was wondering if i could request a chris sturniolo x fem!reader?

maybe reader is also a well known influencer, or an actress or something of the sort, and there’s rumours about her and chris being together that they haven’t really confirmed?

but they are dating and she’s on live one day and he calls her like an intimate pet name, or just overall says something that shows they are in fact together and like the comments on the live just go crazy and stuff and shes like telling chris she’s on live or whatver

im so sorry if this doesnt make sense 🙏🙏

stop bc i requested pretty much this same thing to another author (on wattpad) a few months back, so when i read this request it was such an "i made it" moment (i love u sm, you're just like me fr fr)

baby - c.s

pairings: chris sturniolo x reader

summary: chris accidentally calls reader 'baby' while she's on live, revealing to the whole world that they're dating/

warning(s): fluff, reader calling chris bro 😔

not proofread

i'm sitting on the couch, watching tv, bored out of my mind.

then an idea hits me, i could go on live!

i used to go live a lot with the triplets, but only on their account, so it would be fun to go live on mine.

i open instagram and click the live button, watching the stream fill with thousands of people

"holy shit that's a lot of people" i say with a nervous laugh

"uhh i guess i'll answer any questions anyone has! so feel free to ask anything!" i add, smiling

i read through the comments, lots of them asking where the triplets are

i can't help but notice seeing a few asking if me and chris are dating.

fortunately, those allegations are true! but we've decided to keep it quiet for, just for now.

still, there’s only so much one can hide from the public

and although me and chris haven't said anything, i think everybody knows anyway.

people can see our glances, our gestures, how close we are, it's all pretty obvious.

i answer a few questions like my favorite singer, when my next video is coming out, podcast stuff with the triplets, and just some other various topics.

suddenly i hear the door unlock, looking over at it, but not really caring.

maybe i can get whichever triplet that is to join my live.

chris walks in and i smile in his direction

"hey baby" he says and my expression immediately drops.

i look at him, PALE.

(absolutely terrified to look back at the screen)

"what?" he says, walking closer, i turn my head to the screen, anticipating my death.

i let out a sigh of relief seeing the comments

@ssturniolo BABY???

@strniolo AWWWWWWWW

@lvrsparadise GOODBYE I LOVE THEM.

@ellieswifie this is such a chris and y/n mistake 😭

@lavieenvalentina i'm so happy for them i'll cry

(shoutout to everyone tagged ILY<;3)

as i'm reading the comments, i smile, chris hovering over me reading them too

suddenly he hugs me from behind, squeezing me tight

"chris!" i say laughing

"let me go bro" i whine

"you did not just call me bro" he says, immediately stopping

his death glare makes me laugh

"consider it payback for you calling me baby on live" i say laughing

(him clearly not amused)

"okay fine fine im sorry, guys it's all okay he's not my bro please let me redeem myself" i say joking on the last part

me and chris stay on live for another 30 minutes, answering questions about how we got together and just stuff about our relationship.

"bye guys we love you!!" i say, ending the live

i close out of insta, putting my phone down with an exhausted sigh

"so?" i mumble, anticipating chris's response

"so? so nothing" he say's with a smile and i face palm

"chris! we just told like, the world that we're dating" i laugh

"yeah, and i'm happy about it, like honestly i can't think of a better way it could've happened" he says

we both look at eachother and burst out laughing

"we're a little interesting thats for sure" i say

"i can't believe we tell the world we're dating ON ACCIDENT and then you start calling me bro" chris says, making me laugh harder

"i was nervous! im sorry!" i yell with my hands up in defense

"yeah yeah, it's fine" he says, wrapping his arms around me

"bro" he adds on

"chris i swear to god-"

TAGLIST:

@strniolo @stargirlv0id @annaisabookworm

[themongrelcatcamehome-blog]

i am trying to break your heart pt.2

So, for this part... Basically it's Sevika and Cait's smut. Please read the tags first. This story was in my head for days. Hope you guys enjoy it.

x

Synopsis: Over a month has passed since Caitlyn and Vi ended their relationship, yet Caitlyn couldn’t find a reason to celebrate Jinx's capture. Despite it being a huge day for Piltover and the Enforcers, Caitlyn only wanted to go home, but someone had another plans for ther.

Tags and Warnings: porn with plot, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, dom/sub, face fucking, face sitting, degradation kink, power play, smoking, drinking, tribbing, dry humping, abduction, caitlyn with sevika, strong language and i don't know what else to put here, i'm sorry.

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The Commander had left the precinct a few minutes earlier. She decided to walk home. The route was short, and she didn’t want to feel nauseous driving. As she turned onto the street that led to Municipal Park, her house came into view. Caitlyn heard the rustling of leaves coming from inside the park, a sound too loud to be caused by an animal. She straightened her posture, unfastened her holster, and walked toward the noise with her right hand on her weapon. The park gate was closed. Caitlyn checked the latch and confirmed it was locked. She heard a metallic clanging sound. Caitlyn quickened her pace toward the side of the gate, further from the street and closer to the fence and the sidewalk on the right of the park. Several vehicles were parked there, but no one was in sight.

It was a spot used to park the cars of lower-ranking officers who didn’t have official spaces in the precinct’s parking lot. There were no establishments on this street; it was a dead end. Caitlyn crouched to see if anyone was hiding between the first two vehicles. No feet. She moved a meter forward and peeked around the side of a car. Nothing. She turned on her chest flashlight, attached to her uniform. Nothing. Caitlyn drew her weapon from its holster. She was blinking rapidly.

Behind the third vehicle, she saw a shadow.

“Who’s there?” Caitlyn called out. No response.

Caitlyn grew concerned it might be a Firelight.

“Come out and there won’t be any trouble.” Still no response.

Caitlyn moved to the right to avoid being cornered against the park’s fence. With her weapon drawn, she began sidestepping with her back to the street. She pointed her gun toward the inside of the car, then behind it. She saw someone running to the fourth car, close to the fences.

“You’re running out of cars to hide behind. Show yourself and I won’t shoot.”

Part of the figure hiding behind the car was now visible. It was a Zaunite child, wearing a dirty hat splattered with fluorescent green stains.

“Isha?!”

Caitlyn couldn't react when she felt a blow to her left temple.

As her eyes began to open, Caitlyn felt a sharp pain in her head. Her vision was blurry and she was confused. When she tried to bring her hands to the source of the pain, she realized they were tied.

"What?! What is this?! Where am I?!"

The chair Caitlyn was tied to creaked as she moved from side to side. She only realized her feet were also tied when she toppled to the side. Her head almost hit the wooden floor, and she felt like she would faint again—until she felt a bunch of cold water splashing on her face. Caitlyn was terrified, bleeding, tied up, and nearly choked on the water. Her body was lifted off the ground and she closed her eyes to regain her senses. When she opened them, Sevika was standing in front of her.

- Hello, dear. Did you sleep well?  - You... Where am I? What's going on?  - You're in Zaun. Didn't you smell it?

Sevika laughed. She was leaning against a large table. The room was dark with colorful decorations. A glass of whiskey was beside her, and she was smoking a cigarette. Sevika was wearing a cloak over her mechanical arm, and her other arm showed she was dressed in a gray tank top. She wore dark gray pants and iron-toed boots. Her hair was half tied up, with a few strands falling over her face.

- I find it very funny how stupid you all are.

 Sevika continued laughing.

 - You really think you're clever. And that's why you're stupid. Do you understand, sweetie? - Just tell me what you want.

Caitlyn had regained her senses. Despite the pain, the cold water helped her see better and the adrenaline made her feel electric. Her shirt was soaked with blood and water. Caitlyn looked around and saw her gun resting on the table. There was no chance of solving this any other way but by talking.

- Your little informant must've delivered the message. I didn't want to wait for you to come here all armed, so I found you first. - Typical of a cowardly henchwoman. Why don't you untie me and we can talk as equals? - Oh... you talk tough for someone who's tied to my chair. - You don't intimidate me, Sevika. In fact… - Shut it, kitten. You and half of Zaun can call me whatever you want; I don't care. Now that you've caught Jinx, you all think you're so great, huh?

Sevika let out a loud laugh and stubbed out her cigarette on the table. She approached Caitlyn, crouched down to be at her level. Caitlyn was scared.

- How's that bitch-ass whining traitor? - What?!  - Your little girlfriend. The one who likes to play rough.

Caitlyn was trying to keep up with Sevika’s tone. She couldn't let her win.

- The one who tore off your arm and beat your ass more times than you can remember?

Sevika smirked. She pushed back the strands of hair falling over her face. She lifted Caitlyn's head, who was trying to pull away from Sevika's touch. Sevika reached for her cloak, took the end of it, and wiped Caitlyn's face. Caitlyn thought it was weird, but just watched how it would go from there.

- You know, sweetie, I wonder how a whiny little bitch like Vi managed to pull you off. 

Sevika stared at Caitlyn’s breasts. Caitlyn was now looking directly at Sevika's face. She was gorgeous, but Caitlyn despised her. Sevika spoke again.

- Do you have a thing for pitiful individuals? It's a shame I don't have a chance with you, then.

Caitlyn felt rage building up. Her face was hot with hatred, and her head kept throbbing in pain. While Sevika spoke, Caitlyn tried to free her hands without success. She lowered her gaze, laughed, and said:

- I heard that competition between women is a thing, but not in a million years would you win against her. Is that why you talk so much? To make up for your little ego… - Oh, I love when you talk like that. Keep going! - Look, I don't know what you're trying to do with this little show. Stop with the theatrics and just tell me what you want. - What a shame. I was starting to get turned on.

Sevika stood up and walked over to the table. Caitlyn followed her movements with her eyes. Sevika had a strong build. Her back was wide and the cloak gave her an almost mystical aura. Her thighs were strong and large. Caitlyn thought it was a shame that she was such a bad person. Sevika interrupted her thoughts.

- I think you're the type that bites.

Sevika lit another cigarette. The smoke covered her face for a moment and she blinked slowly. She had a smirk on her face when she licked her lips and said:

- You bite, darling?

By this point, Caitlyn's entire body was sore. She couldn't loosen the knot tying her hands at all. Her heart was racing, and she started coughing when Sevika blew smoke in her face and spoke again.

- Well, Hotstuff, here's the thing. Jinx's capture was great for Zaun. I wanted to thank you personally. That brat was out of control and I unfortunately grew fond of her. I think she’ll last longer locked up. She would’ve ended up dead or completely insane here and… - What a disgusting way to care about someone. Jinx is in solitary and will get the worst treatment possible as long as I live. - Does the crybaby know you talk like this about her sister?

Caitlyn felt her body tremble. She was cold, in pain and anxious. Fear washed over her. She thought about Vi’s face and feared she might never see her again.

- Vi is aware of what I think of Jinx.

- The dynamics of this love is pretty fucked up, sweetheart. Vi sleeps with someone who hates her, her origins, and her family. I think she has a humiliation fetish. Tell me... Does she fuck you while crying? Or even better! Do you fuck her while laughing?

Sevika’s words were the last straw. In one swift movement, Caitlyn tried to get up from the chair and slam it to the ground. The chair shattered, and Caitlyn fell. Her feet were still tied, but her hands were free. The knot had been tied to the back of the chair, which, when it broke, left just a small wooden stake. Caitlyn quickly wielded the wood in Sevika's direction.

Sevika clapped and placed the cigarette on the edge of the table. With almost dramatic flair, she removed her cloak, revealing her mechanical arm. Before Caitlyn could react, Sevika took the wood from her hand and struck the rope binding Caitlyn’s legs.

- Done, Commander. You're free. What will you do now?

Sevika crossed her arms, resting her human hand on the lever of her mechanical arm.

Caitlyn tried to stand but was dizzy. She fell back to the ground, lowered her head, and rested it on her knees.

- Sevika, if you're going to kill me, just do it. - I’m not going to kill you, sweet thing. I'm going to offer you a deal. - I don't want any deal with you. So now you have it. My answer is no. Cut the chase.

Sevika moved toward Caitlyn. She lifted the commander with a quick, firm motion, holding Caitlyn by the arms, pinning her against the wall.

- Commander, forget I exist. Can you do that? Get all your informants out of Zaun or I’ll kill them and send their remains to their families. You’ve already got what you want. Leave my people in peace. 

Caitlyn felt Sevika's breath near her left cheek. It smelled like cigarettes and alcohol. Her skin had a strong scent of wood and leather. Caitlyn said:

- Hand over Singed and all the shimmer production. Then I’ll give you your peace.

Caitlyn was trying to speak firmly despite her fear. She was completely vulnerable, pinned to a wall by someone much larger and taller than her. Sevika's figure was intimidating for many reasons. She thought about kicking Sevika in the groin, but her mechanical arm was too fast and she was probably resistant to pain.

- Caitlyn, Caitlyn… Don't you think you’re asking too much? I thought your megalomaniac phase was over.

It was the first time Sevika called Caitlyn by her name. The commander felt a shiver.

- I just want to lock up the people who harm Zaun. - How noble of you. But then you'd have to lock up yourself, your police, the Piltover councilors and every pathetic citizen of your city. You’re the ones poisoning us with the filth you produce. And you treat us like violent animals, huh? - My family built the ducts that filter your air! We do the best we can… - Best? You don’t know anything about Zaun. You think just because you sleep with a zaunite you know something about our people? - Sevika, it's the fourth time you mention my relationship with Violet…

Caitlyn quickly reflected before continuing. She remembered that Vi would probably be notified of her disappearance and come to her rescue. She needed to protect Vi. She resumed:

- For your information, we broke up. She ended things with me after I took on the task force that captured Jinx. If you’re interested, I...

Sevika interrupted:

- Wow! Good to know that Zaunite blood still runs in those veins.

Sevika moved away from Caitlyn. She thought about how much Vi must’ve suffered from Caitlyn's role in Jinx's capture. She reflected on how sad Vi's life must be in Piltover, even though she dated the commander. A wave of sadness, pity and a little bit of jealousy passed through Sevika's heart. She remembered when Vander brought her and Powder to live at the bar. Sevika had brought Mylo just a few days prior. Sevika shook her head trying to shake off these feelings. She needed to convince Caitlyn to leave her people alone once and for all.

Caitlyn, on the other hand, noticed the change in Sevika's expression. She was desperate and couldn’t identify which part of her speech had made Sevika change her expression. She thought it was the breakup for a second, but that would be a reach.

- Sevika, you are a woman who has lived through many things. And... What I’m asking for isn’t that different from the deal Vander had with us. Hand over Singed. - You think I know where Singed is?

The room started to heat up. Sevika heard a noise at the door. It was Isha.

Isha had a small weapon in her hands. She held the gun with one hand and gave Sevika a thumbs up with the another. Caitlyn felt saddened when she saw the girl.

Sevika ruffled Isha’s hair and said:

- Good job, little spark. You were great today. Mission accomplished. Now go to the hideout and...

Sevika crouched down to whisper something in the child’s ear, but Caitlyn overheard. Sevika told Isha to take a bath and that she could turn on the TV as long as she used headphones. "Don’t wait for me. Your bedtime stays the same, okay?"

Caitlyn was stunned. Sevika had adopted a sweet tone with Isha and Caitlyn noticed that she was smiling while talking to the girl.

For a moment, Caitlyn looked at Sevika differently. She realized how much that woman cared for her people and her place, even though the place was Zaun. The room where she has been was clean, everything was in place. Caitlyn briefly reflected on how the antagonism between the nations dehumanized the people of Zaun. She remembered Vi and wanted to cry, but held it back. A strange feeling overcame her now, almost an admiration for Sevika.

Sevika closed the door when Isha bounced out. She walked over to the table and continued:

- No one knows where Singed is. He doesn’t control anything, he’s insane. The shimmer is still controlled by the barons and there’s nothing I can do about it. I just want you to stop chasing my people. - Sevika, Singed is our target. Everything else is just collateral damage.

"Collateral damage, huh?"

Sevika lowered her eyes. A part of her hurt when she heard such terms. She thought about giving a big speech on the commander’s insensitivity, but she adopted her usual posture. She adjusted her body and sat down at the table with her legs spread apart. Her abdomen was exposed, and she noticed Caitlyn staring at it. Sevika needed to make things easier for herself. Was Caitlyn really staring at her body or she was wondering if she could take her down?

- Commander, just promise you’ll stop harassing the citizens. You want to do your job? Fine. Catch Singed and every baron. But stop harassing common, hard working people.

Caitlyn started to feel sick again. Her stomach was turning with mixed feelings. Sevika, despite her enormous figure, was very attractive. In a different way from Vi, but with similarities that made Caitlyn not completely despise Sevika. She noticed her six-pack and her beautiful muscles on the side of the abdomen. Her waistband was tight, pressing against her olive toned skin. Caitlyn was pondering on how to get herself out of that situation in the best way possible.

- Okay, Sevika. I’ll see what I can do about that. Can you get me a glass of water?

The atmosphere between them was now more pleasant. Caitlyn realized Sevika wasn't being violent anymore, she was being reasonable. Sevika opened a small fridge near the table and took out a tonic water. Her arms stretching to reach the bottle. The brand was unfamiliar, probably contraband from another country. She took a clean, cold glass from the fridge and poured the drink for Caitlyn.

Caitlyn thanked her from a distance. She was feeling better from the dizziness despite the pain. She made a head movement indicating if she could sit.

Sevika pulled a chair with her mechanical arm and turned her body to face Caitlyn, who was sitting down. The commander crossed her legs. She was in combat uniform: pants, boots, shirt, and jacket. Her beret was left in the car that had brought her to Zaun. Sevika stared at Caitlyn's legs. They were thin and long, but her thighs seemed strong. In other circumstances she would be very interested in her.

Caitlyn had a different kind of beauty compared to the women of Zaun. She was taller than usual and had astonishing blue eyes. Sevika observed as Caitlyn drank her tonic water.

- It’s really good, thanks. - You’re welcome. Recover as much as you need and one of my guys will escort you to the factory.

Sevika shook the thoughts away. Caitlyn despises her and she despises Caitlyn.

"One of my guys." Sevika said this while twisting a screw on her mechanical arm. Her human hand was very large, strong, and with visible veins. Caitlyn admired Sevika’s hands when she realized she was blushing.

- What’s the matter, commander? You’re not thinking of attacking me with that glass, are you?

Caitlyn barely managed to hide a smirk. Something about Sevika was sparking an unexpected desire to stay in that grim room a little longer.

- No, I won’t attack you. After all, your arm would kill me before I could do anything. - Oh, it would for sure. You have no idea what it can do…

Sevika gave a tap on her mechanical arm and raised her hand to her head. It was getting hot and sweat was starting to form on her forehead. Caitlyn drank the rest of the water in one gulp as she gazed at Sevika's arms. Her biceps were huge and they moved as she scratched her forehead. By now, she was trying to deny the thoughts running through her head. Did that arm help or hinder things?

“What the fuck was that?” Caitlyn thought before shaking the thoughts away.

The commander felt she needed a break.

- Sevika, I need to use the bathroom.

Sevika found the way Caitlyn spoke amusing—so polished. She stood up from the table and adjusted her pants. Her pants were so tight that they were slightly uncomfortable. She adjusted them by slipping her hand into the front pocket and pulling out a small key. Caitlyn was trying to look away, but couldn’t help looking at Sevika’s groin. Now the commander was sweating too, her head aching from the blow and her heart pounding from the sight of Sevika’s body.

As she handed the key to Caitlyn, Sevika lightly brushed her hand against the commander's. She noticed Caitlyn's skin was incredibly soft. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off, Sevika realized the whole room smelled like Caitlyn: a sweet perfume mixed with the scent of blood and smoke.  

Caitlyn took the key from Sevika's hand. She noticed how rough Sevika's hands were, and her skin tingled at the touch. The commander asked herself silently what was going on and rushed to question:

- Where's the bathroom?

Sevika gestured with her chin toward a door at the end of the room, almost a hidden little hatch. “Oh my God, every move now is kinda hot”, Caitlyn thought as she saw Sevika swinging her legs while sitting on the table. Caitlyn needed to wash her face and get some of the blood off her clothes. She was uncomfortable with her own scent. 

Caitlyn stood up from the chair. Sevika didn’t move, only following Caitlyn with her eyes. The uniform pants highlighted her figure. The commander had a beautiful backside and she walked as if she owned the place. A wave of heat swept through Sevika and she instinctively squeezed her own thigh. “Commander hotstuff indeed…”, the zaunite thought.

Caitlyn knew Sevika was watching her as she walked toward the bathroom. The door latch was set a bit lower than usual, so she had to bend slightly to see the keyhole. Caitlyn wanted to glance back but didn’t know how she’d react to Sevika’s gaze. She quickly unlocked the door and entered the bathroom.  

Sevika chuckled. She found it delightful the way the commander bent down, revealing a tiny bit of her white underwear.  

Inside the bathroom, Caitlyn noticed how clean the small cubicle was. It was a tiny bathroom with no shower and a dim warm light. Caitlyn turned on the faucet and started washing her face, removing the dried blood on her cheek and drying off with a paper towel. She tied her hair with itself. She realized her jacket was ruined. She took it off, and the contrast between the clean part of her shirt and the bloodstained part annoyed her. She considered removing her shirt and just wearing the jacket, but it didn’t make sense since the jacket was even dirtier. Caitlyn decided to take off her shirt and try to wash the blood out. It was quick and useless, the stains only got a little lighter. The commander wasn’t wearing a bra. It was so hot in the cubicle that being topless was a relief. Caitlyn patted the wet shirt with a bunch of paper towels trying to dry it a little. Her breasts were bouncing with the swift moves and with all the agitation, her head started bleeding again. “I need to see a doctor”, she thought.

Sevika noticed Caitlyn was taking a while. She wasn’t worried about an escape attempt or anything like that—just curious. Her phone rang.  

“Talk to me.”  

“Sevika, we’re still in position. Our lookout hasn’t detected any movement in Piltover yet. No one noticed the commander’s absence.”  

“Good. Stay alert. You’ll be the one escorting her back.”  

“Roger.”  

Caitlyn stepped out of the bathroom. Sevika locked her phone and looked at her. Caitlyn had cleaned her face and tied her hair up. Her shirt was wet with pinkish bloodstains now and her jacket was folded over her arm. Caitlyn turned around, locked the bathroom door, and handed the key back to Sevika by throwing it. Sevika caught it in the air.

- Thank you. - You’re welcome. You can leave now. Do we have a deal? - I’ll do my best. - Your best won’t suffice, sweetheart. Do I have your word?

Caitlyn was trying to focus on leaving, but Sevika's presence was magnetic. Something about her was so interesting, the commander thought to herself “Almost like I wanted more”. The thoughts now didn’t seem so absurd as Caitlyn started to feel aroused.

Caitlyn extended her hand to Sevika. The zaunite’s face was illuminated by the faint light streaming into the room through the skylight. Caitlyn’s breasts were visible through her shirt now. Her nipples hard against the shirt’s fabric. Sevika clasped Caitlyn’s hand and held it, her gaze fixed on Caitlyn’s chest. The commander said:  

- Sevika, you’re not my type. Let go of me.

Sevika didn’t let go of Caitlyn’s hand when she tried to walk toward the exit. Sevika bit her lip and chuckled at Caitlyn’s remark. A wave of excitement now ran through Sevika’s body. She was so horny..

- Oh, sweetheart. I’m just using my eyes.

Caitlyn stood still, Sevika holding her hand. Was she really flirting with the woman who had kidnapped her just an hour ago? Caitlyn hadn’t had sex in over a month. She’d been buried in work and couldn’t imagine sleeping with anyone recently. But a body is still a body and the commander was not immune to physical longing.

- You can look, but let me go.

Sevika rose from the table. She was nearly two heads taller than Caitlyn. Standing directly in front of the commander, she said:  

- Or what, officer?

Sevika used a disdainful tone when calling Caitlyn "officer."

Caitlyn’s gaze now fell to Sevika’s chest. Broad, powerful shoulders, and her tank top clung tightly to her figure. Caitlyn wondered what Sevika’s breasts looked like. A heavy silence filled the room. Caitlyn wanted to deliver a sharp response, but an inexplicable wave of desire was overtaking her. Sevika was big, strong, and exuded a dangerously attractive confidence.  

Caitlyn didn't think much. "Fuck it", she thought and said:

- Sevika, you don’t know who you’re messing with.

Sevika was deeply aroused now. All she wanted was to kiss Caitlyn then and there, but she was curious to see how far the commander’s boldness would go.  

She tightened her grip on Caitlyn's hand, kept smiling as she pierced into the commander's eyes while resting on the table again. She crossed her legs, her thighs pressing against each other and Caitlyn lowered her gaze. Sevika said:

- I know exactly what you are. A spoiled little girl who thinks she knows everything about anything.

Caitlyn recognized it was a game. Sevika was trying to assert dominance over her. She wouldn’t be the first to try. Caitlyn slipped her hand free from Sevika’s grip, took a step forward, her breath quickening as she got closer:

- Afraid to find out that I can bite, darling?

Sevika felt a shiver run down her spine. Caitlyn smelled amazing. Her tied-back hair only accentuated her beauty. Caitlyn’s ears were flushed red. The warmth of her breath so close to Sevika’s cheek made her clit throb. But nothing was more exciting than realizing that Caitlyn thought she could have any control at that moment. Sevika decided to act.

- Commander, you talk too much for someone who’s about to sit on my face.

Sevika pulled Caitlyn to herself. She leaned her mechanical arm on the table and pulled the commander towards her with the other. She took advantage of her larger stature and wrapped Caitlyn's head in her hand. She had to control her strength so as not to hurt her neck when she wrapped her fingers around the end of Caitlyn's hair, near the nape. Caitlyn stood with a defiant look on her face, staring directly into Sevika's mouth, forcing her head in the opposite direction of Sevika's strength.

Sevika kissed Caitlyn, easily winning the struggle to see who was stronger. Her lips practically engulfed the commander’s. Sevika slipped her tongue between Caitlyn's lips and bit them together. Caitlyn leaned her whole body into Sevika. She put her right hand around the zaunite's waist while her left hand was on her face. Caitlyn was startled by how hard Sevika's waist was through her muscles. She felt the scars on her back and dug her nails into her hip.

Sevika had her arm around Caitlyn's waist now. Her hand wrapped perfectly around the curve of the commander's waist. The kiss got faster and sloppier. Sevika started biting Caitlyn's cheek, moving down to her chin and neck. She tore the buttons off the commander's shirt. Caitlyn let out a startled moan at Sevika's strength.

Caitlyn’s clit was hard now. 

Sevika sank her face into Caitlyn's right breast. She was amazed at how beautiful her tits were. Sevika bit Caitlyn's nipple and she let out a grunt.

Caitlyn was kissing Sevika's ear, enjoying every suckle the zaunite was giving her. She whispered in her ear:

- Take me to your room.

Sevika licked Caitlyn's left breast a little bit more now, bit the nipple harder and let go, which made Caitlyn's breast sway beautifully. She held the commander by the neck and said:

- I won't. You don't get to lay with me as an equal. I'll treat you like you deserve to be treated.

Caitlyn couldn't contain the wave of excitement that went through her body… What was that? Why the hell was she horny by being treated like that? Sevika was now pulling her hair down and Caitlyn's face was so hot that sweat was running down her neck. Sevika turned Caitlyn back to the table aggressively, the two of them exchanging positions. She finished ripping off Caitlyn's shirt, licked her sweat. Caitlyn stared back with a piercing gaze. Sevika was almost out of her mind now. Caitlyn rested both hands on the table, stuck out her ass a little and said:

- And how exactly do I deserve to be treated?

Sevika wrapped her cloak around part of the mechanical arm. She covered the piercing parts that could seriously injure Caitlyn and took off her own blouse. She was amazed by how Caitlyn was a freak.

Sevika's breasts were firm and perfectly contoured. Her crotch was pure muscle. Caitlyn turned to get a better look and her mouth filled with saliva. Caitlyn wanted to suck those breasts, unzip her pants and kneel for Sevika, all at the same time. She was so horny that she put her hand on her own pussy.

Sevika put her thumb to her lips when she saw Caitlyn like that. She took her hand to the zipper of her own pants and unzipped it.

- I'm going to treat you like the dirty little slut I know you are.

It was unbelievably hot being treated that way. Caitlyn was surprised at how much she liked that kind of treatment.

Sevika pulled the girl by the neck and sank her face down into her breasts. Sevika threw her head back in ecstasy.

Caitlyn sucked and nibbled on her left tit, licked the space between them and did the same on the other. Caitlyn's mouth was hot and she sucked with great desire. While she sucked, Caitlyn tried unsuccessfully to pull Sevika's pants down. They were still tight and Sevika wouldn't let her unzip them.

Sevika's mouth was full of saliva. She was whimpering“that's it” while Caitlyn sucked on her breasts. The commander finally gave up on unzipping the zaunite’s pants. Caitlyn moved her mouth up to her collarbones, licked them and spoke into her ear:

- You talk too much and do too little.

Sevika laughed. She pulled Caitlyn into a kiss again. Sevika was a ridiculously good kisser. Her hand was now on Caitlyn's pussy, over her pants. She made a few movements up and down Caitlyn's clit and realized that the commander was already very wet. 

Caitlyn had her hands on Sevika's ass. Her hips were huge and her ass was round and muscular. Caitlyn squeezed her ass and dug her nails into the zaunite's hips from time to time. 

Sevika lifted Caitlyn with absurd ease, holding her between her ass and thigh. With the help of her own thigh, she sat the girl down on the table. Caitlyn rested her elbows on the table and spread her legs. Sevika began to lick and bite her belly. Sevika's bite was strong, but not enough to hurt too much. She kissed Caitlyn's pussy over the pants and sniffed them. She hissed.

Sevika took two steps back and made a “come here” motion with her fingers. She said:

- Take off your pants and turn around.

Caitlyn got up from the table and undid a button on her pants. She was trying to prolong the moment, even though she really wanted to give it all to Sevika as soon as possible. She undid the second button. Sevika was watching with her thumb in her mouth. Her figure was stunning. The muscles in her forearm were prominent. Caitlyn wanted to feel what it was like to be fucked by that huge hand.

She undid the third button. She pulled down her pants a little so that part of her cunt showed. Sevika blinked slowly and nodded. Caitlyn now looked down at Sevika's pants. It was open a little lower. She could see Sevika's bush. Sevika's pubes were trimmed, close to her skin, it was a wonderful sight. Sevika noticed Caitlyn's gaze and put her hand on her hip. She started to pull down her pants. Caitlyn was fighting the urge to kneel and didn't even notice when she was already squatting. Sevika was visibly enjoying it. When Caitlyn was completely kneeling in front of Sevika's pussy, she moved closer, put Caitlyn's face against her crotch, lightly rubbed her mouth and nose against the beginning of her bush and said:

- Smell it. Feel it. Do you want it, you little whore?

Caitlyn was losing her mind. She needed to suck that woman off as soon as possible. Caitlyn never imagined that she would enjoy being treated like that, being cursed at. But it was all so delicious that she was in fact loving it. Caitlyn ran her hand down Sevika's thighs. Now she could smell her pussy. Her mouth filled with saliva as she squeezed the side of Sevika's thighs.

Sevika, in turn, grabbed Caitlyn by the hair. With her still kneeling, Sevika said:

- Stand up. Take off your pants and bend for me. I want to see your pussy from behind.

Caitlyn stood up, finished taking off her pants, stopped for a moment to let Sevika look. Caitlyn was fully naked now. Her cunt was completely shaved. She moved slowly, waiting. It felt weird. For a moment she was hoping Sevika would compliment her, but she just motioned with her fingers for her to turn around.

Caitlyn shrugged, she was disappointed. She rested both hands on the table and looked back at Sevika.

Sevika, still wearing her pants, approached. The commander felt her entire body stiff as Sevika’s body pressed against hers, pinning her against the table. Caitlyn's pussy was rubbing on the edge of it and her clit was so hard right now. It was almost impossible to control. Sevika continued pressing the commander, biting her back hard and squeezing her breasts. Caitlyn almost lost her balance as she tried to hold on to the table. Sevika bit Caitlyn's left ear and whispered:

- Spread your legs.

Caitlyn obeyed. Nothing made sense anymore. She was enjoying being treated with no intimacy. She spread her legs as wide as she could and leaned over the table. Her pussy was now almost dripping. Her legs trembled when she felt Sevika's hand on her ass. Caitlyn was longing for the zaunite’s hand inside her. Sevika, however, opened Caitlyn's buttcheeks and sank her face in. Sevika viciously licked Caitlyn's asshole. Movements up and down, biting the cheeks occasionally. Caitlyn moaned as she tried to lift herself more so that Sevika could suck her pussy. But Sevika refused, pulled away. Sevika opened Caitlyn's cheeks again and began to lick her asshole slowly this time. Caitlyn collapsed on the table, her whole body shaking. Sevika was spectacular. Every move Sevika made was better than the last. As Caitlyn enjoyed the licks, she felt Sevika's heavy, warm hand on her slit. Caitlyn lost all sense of space and knocked several items off the table. She put her hand back and touched Sevika's head. She was almost blacking out.

Sevika was masturbating Caitlyn with one finger while licking her asshole.

Caitlyn was moaning, standing on her tiptoes, her stomach flat on the table. When Sevika noticed Caitlyn's movements speeding up, her ass contracting faster, she took her mouth off Caitlyn's ass, her hand still on the commander's pussy.

Caitlyn gasped, she was ecstatic, this was the best thing she had ever experienced. The feeling of being eaten on a table by a stranger was very different and delicious. Sevika stopped masturbating Caitlyn. She ran her wet finger down Caitlyn's back and Caitlyn felt a shiver. Her fingers moved up to Caitlyn's shoulder. The commander was trembling, her legs staggering, her feet aching from being propped up for so long. A second later, Sevika removed her own pants with the help of her mechanical arm and pressed her pussy against Caitlyn's ass. Caitlyn felt Sevika's warmth, her pubes touching the bare skin of her butt.

The commander was almost cumming from the friction with the table. Sevika thrusted her hips onto the commander’s ass. Caitlyn instinctively began to move on Sevika's cunt. Sevika moaned. Her thick voice let out grunts. Sevika ran her hand through Caitlyn’s back and then her hair. She wanted to slap Caitlyn’s face, but wouldn’t do it from the back, so she choked the commander. Caitlyn whimpered, she wasn’t used to it. The zaunite’s grip was so strong that she had trouble breathing. Caitlyn focused on not passing out because that was too good. She then started grinding up and down on Sevika’s pussy while the zaunite choked her.

Caitlyn was very hot and Sevika stopped thrusting just to feel Caitlyn rub her ass. She let go of her neck. Caitlyn moved her hips up and down. She slid down Sevika's pussy slowly, then faster. She was breathing slower and deeper to catch more air. The zaunite crossed her arm over Caitlyn's body and squeezed her ass, pulling her closer. Sevika pressed her pussy against Caitlyn's ass and moved her hips to feel as much as possible. Caitlyn's buttcheeks were red with Sevika's grip and occasional slaps.

Dry humping was clearly one of Sevika’s favorites.

Caitlyn was experiencing something new. She'd never been denied for so long, treated like a fuck toy or being that physical, but it felt good. Sevika for some reason wasn't edging her. She stopped moving at just the right moment and it was as if Caitlyn's hard-on had reset.

Caitlyn lifted a little and looked back. Sevika had her hand on her own pussy, rubbing it. She looked at the commander and said:

- I can give you what you want by just looking at you.

“What does that mean?”, Caitlyn thought. Giving what?!

Caitlyn looked confused and Sevika laughed a little. She stopped rubbing her pussy. Her fingers wet with her own fluids. Sevika approached Caitlyn and rubbed her wet fingers on the commander’s mouth. She tasted Sevika for the first time and moaned. Her taste was very different, stronger. Sevika opened Caitlyn’s mouth and the girl started suckling her fingers.

When Sevika thought it was enough, she said:

- Oh, baby girl, you like that? 

Caitlyn nodded. Sevika resumed:

- I almost came in your beautiful ass, but I want to hear you moan my name first.

Caitlyn savored Sevika's taste again and whimpered a little. “What the fuck is happening?” the commander thought as she grew hornier with the zaunite’s treatment.

Sevika rubbed her pussy against Caitlyn's ass again and Caitlyn felt the weight of Sevika's mechanical arm on her back. It wasn't unpleasant, on the contrary. Sevika sucked her own two fingers and shoved them straight into the commander’s pussy.

Caitlyn's vision blurred. She felt a sharp pain because Sevika's movement was so fast, but it didn't last a second. Horniness quickly took the place of pain. Sevika thrusted deep. Her fingers were thick and skillful. The zaunite thrusted at a steady pace. Caitlyn moaned loudly, almost screaming. 

- Oh my God, oh my God!

Sevika felt her fingers getting wetter and wetter. Caitlyn was producing a river now, making a mess on Sevika’s hand. Caitlyn couldn't stop moving around on those fingers. They were rough in a delicious way and Sevika thrusted in without pity.

- Does that feel good, kitten?

Caitlyn felt her orgasm coming, she couldn’t control herself anymore. “When did I get so quick?” she thought while bouncing on Sevika’s fingers now. She tilted her head back on the zaunite shoulder.

- Yes! Yes! Sevika, I’m cumming!

Sevika groaned. She increased speed. She thrusted frantically now, hammering Caitlyn’s g-spot. Sevika's fingers were almost completely out of Caitlyn's pussy and back again in a perfect in-and-out motion. The zaunite removed her mechanical arm from Caitlyn's back when she realized that her body was arching. Caitlyn's back was arching. Caitlyn lifted her torso and rested her hands on the table. Her feet were firmly on the floor now. Sevika thrusted in hard, biting Caitlyn's back and saying through her teeth:

- Cum for me, baby girl. Let me hear it.

Caitlyn's breathing quickened, she threw her body forward one last time and let out a loud, long moan. She slipped her pussy deep into Sevika's fingers and squeezed them inside. She mewled softly while leaning back, landing in Sevika's chest, mewling just above the zaunite's chin:

- Sevika, oh my…

"Damn" was all Sevika could think. She also made a surprised face at how tight was Caitlyn's pussy grip. Caitlyn laid on the table, exhausted. Her body relaxing. She brought her hand up to her own ass and slowly withdrew Sevika's fingers.

Sevika sucked the two fingers that were inside Caitlyn.

Caitlyn couldn't think of anything else. She was shivering, sweating. Her whole body was lighter now. It was the best fuck she'd ever had with a stranger.

She got up from the table and realized that Sevika was sitting in the chair, lighting a cigarette, naked.

Caitlyn smoothed her hair and leaned against the table. She didn't know what to say, she was confused. Why did she just sit down?

“Did she come?” Caitlyn thought. She didn't know anything about Sevika, didn’t know how to act after sex with her, so she went to the mini fridge and got another tonic water. Sevika smoked calmly. Her gaze was on Caitlyn. She watched the commander drink the water, her throat swallowing, her stomach moving. Everything about Caitlyn was beautiful, delicate. 

Caitlyn interrupted the silence.

- Well, I still have to sit on your face.

Sevika stubbed out her cigarette. She looked into Caitlyn's eyes and smirked. The zaunite’s hair was now glued to her forehead. She was breathing heavily. She wanted to touch Caitlyn again so badly, but she wasn't willing to give up on the little game they've been playing so far.

- I know you're used to being in charge, but not here. Here you are just a…

Before Sevika could continue, Caitlyn was eager to join the game Sevika was playing as well. She didn’t held back:

- A whore, I know. I like being your whore.

Sevika hissed loudly. “What an interesting twist”, she thought. Caitlyn couldn’t believe that she was saying those things out loud.

Before Caitlyn could think of speaking anything else, Sevika told Caitlyn to approach using her finger with a sign of “come here”. Caitlyn obliged, still holding the water. She stopped in front of Sevika and said:

- I want to suck you off.

Sevika was wet and horny, but she didn't give in. 

- No, sweet thing. You will make me cum with your pussy. Looking at me.

Caitlyn kept being surprised by Sevika. She was different, almost strange. Caitlyn's mouth was salivating as she rested the bottle on the table and approached Sevika. Now seated, the zaunite's faced Caitlyn's navel. Sevika saw the fingerprints left on Caitlyn's waist. The commander lifted one leg, put one hand on the table and the other on Sevika's shoulder. She raised her hips as high as she could and put her cunt towards Sevika's mouth. She said:

- Get me started then.

Sevika was in heaven. Every part of her craved Caitlyn's body. Sevika pulled Caitlyn by the ass and started sucking her cunt. The commander's taste was smooth, almost sweet.

Caitlyn was still wet from her last orgasm. Caitlyn was surprised Sevika didn't vary her movements, she just sucked constantly. No licks. Caitlyn's entire clit was in Sevika's mouth, and she sucked the tip masterfully. Sevika felt Caitlyn's clit harden in her lips, she knew the pressure was right. She started sucking harder, faster. Caitlyn was breathing heavily, holding Sevika's head. 

The zaunite felt her chin getting wet as the fluids flowed out of Caitlyn.

Sevika slid down the chair, lying on the floor.

- Sit on my face, pretty thing.

Caitlyn spread her legs and rested her knees on the floor. She got on all fours in Sevika's mouth. She lowered herself a little to fit better and began to ride Sevika's mouth. Caitlyn was very horny and was already rubbing her pussy all over Sevika's face: chin, mouth, nose. The zaunite didn't seem to mind, she just kept sucking Caitlyn's clit frantically whenever she had the chance.

Caitlyn realized that she would soon cum at that rate. She tried to get out of Sevika’s face a few times, but she didn't want it to stop either. Sevika's mouth was big and swallowed her pussy completely. After three more attempts, Caitlyn pulled out of Sevika's face and sat directly on her cunt, her hands resting on Sevika's thighs as if she was restrained, she thrust her chest forward.

Sevika, her face all wet, didn't hesitate. She licked her lips, savoring Caitlyn's fluids and watched Caitlyn ride her pussy. Caitlyn wetting her as she rubbed herself against Sevika. The zaunite stretched her hand towards Caitlyn’s pussy and masturbated her while she was riding. Caitlyn closed her eyes and whimpered. "Oh my god, I can't cum first", she thought. Sevika was now spreading Caitlyn's fluids on her breasts, squeezing them. Every part that Sevika pressed, squeezed or bit got immediately red. Sevika pulled Caitlyn towards her. Caitlyn didn't stop riding, but her hips started to lose the pace. Caitlyn leaned to kiss her, pinning her chest onto Sevika's. The zaunite was groaning, biting Caitlyn's lips. She turned her face to the side and bit Caitlyn's arms. Caitlyn moaned and made a swift movement with her head trying to get her hair out of the way. Sevika noticed and pulled her hair, Caitlyn rode faster, her scalp was tingling and she let a loud moan out. Sevika couldn't think, she was just staring at Caitlyn's moves. "For fuck's sake" she thought. She did want to cum in Caitlyn's mouth now. Who knows, maybe afterwards?

Caitlyn rested her hands on Sevika's waist, squeezing it. Her pussy moved back and forth. Caitlyn even bounced up and down a little. Her face was stunning. She had a mischievous look on her face. She knew Sevika was loving it when she started to feel the spasms on the zaunite’s thigh.

Caitlyn rubbed her pussy three more times very slowly and turned onto her back. Now she had her hands on Sevika's shins now, their pussies pressed together. Caitlyn’'s clit rubbed against Sevika's bush. Caitlyn began to bounce in Sevika's cunt again, up and down. She looked back and moaned the words, her voice breaking from the movement:

- You wanted to see it from the back? Watch.

Sevika couldn't believe when she let a clear, loud moan, whimpering some words that Caitlyn unfortunately couldn’t hear.

(The words were: "I want to fucking tear you apart.")

Sevika grabbed Caitlyn's ass, squeezing and bouncing it harder.

Caitlyn's knees were killing her, but the adrenaline was extreme.

She was startled by a sudden slap on her ass. Sevika's hands were heavy. Caitlyn rode faster, Sevika lifted her butt off the ground and began to move her hips to match Caitlyn's movements. She was amazed by the commander figure riding her, her back was so white, her skin was smooth and her pussy was beautiful from behind too. The spasms increased, Caitlyn's ass spasmed as she felt Sevika strutter. The orgasm was beginning. She stopped moving and just pressed her pussy on Sevika. Sevika thrust and rubbed herself so fast now. She finally let out a long whimpering followed by a moan. She was squeezing Caitlyn's ass, didn't want her to move. When the commander felt the grip loosen, she was so proud of herself. Sevika was cumming the way she wanted.

Sevika stretched her body and let out a grunt. Her body trembled. Caitlyn held her position and rubbed slowly now. Sevika entire body trembled now, uncontrollably.

When she regained control of herself, Sevika slapped Caitlyn's ass prompting her to get up.

All of Sevika's actions were authoritarian. Caitlyn was now feeling used, almost like a toy. All the pride was gone, the relief vanished. She was getting up from her position, massaging her knees, her buttcheeks sore. Sevika stood up. Caitlyn saw her shadow and heard the zaunite saying:

- Now you kneel and drink it all.

Caitlyn was tired, let down by the subtle aggressiveness... But she obeyed. Sevika held Caitlyn tightly by the hair and shoved her face into her pussy. Caitlyn licked and swallowed all Sevika's cum. She looked up and instinctively opened her mouth. She was a brat, after all. Sevika rubbed the commander's face against her cunt again. Caitlyn kissed it while the zaunite lit another cigarette, an absurd scene that felt like a movie. Caitlyn’s head was racing again, she was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. When Sevika rubbed her cunt one last time on Caitlyn’s face, she noticed a shift on Caitlyn’s expression. She wanted so badly to keep going and maybe slap that pretty face, but she sat down in the chair and said:

- Good girl. I get it now.

Caitlyn was too exhausted to get up, so she just crawled over and sat next to Sevika, resting her head on her knees. She felt pathetic. Sevika wasn’t touching her. Still with the taste of Sevika in her mouth, she was feeling... disposable. An uncomfortable thing to feel. She was sitting on the floor, post-sex. Sevika didn't touch her at all even though Caitlyn instinctively caressed Sevika’s legs. The commander missed the post-sex cuddling, something that was so common with Vi.

“Vi... Oh, my god. What have I done?”

Sevika noticed when Caitlyn shook her head and covered her face with her hands. She was certain Caitlyn had never been through anything like this before and to make things worse she had a concussion. 

Sevika stubbed out her cigarette on the table again and gently stroked Caitlyn's head. She lifted her knee slightly, tilting Caitlyn's face toward her. 

Caitlyn’s expression was one of evident sadness and her slow blinking made it clear something was off. 

- Are you tired or planning to pass out? - My head hurts. Am I bleeding?

Sevika simply said "No" and observed Caitlyn lying there. The commander was so beautiful, so fragile. She brushed Caitlyn’s cheek and Caitlyn closed her eyes, tilting her head to savor the touch like a cat. For a brief moment Sevika felt a flutter in her stomach. What was that feeling? 

Sevika was a heartbreaker. She hooked up with whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted, but her best memories were always the ones with women that caught her off guard and Caitlyn had done exactly that. 

- You just need some stitches and a painkiller. Lucky for you, I’ve got both.

Sevika made a move to get up and Caitlyn lifted her head from Sevika's knee. Before things got awkward, Sevika grabbed the commander’s torn shirt and wrapped it around her. 

- I’ll grab the med kit.

Caitlyn felt slightly better. Even though she was sitting on the floor, exposed, that small moment of tenderness from Sevika had been enough. Still, something was off. She couldn’t focus on what could it be, she was tired and everything hurt. She decided to stand and sit in the chair Sevika had been using, curling up with her feet tucked beneath her.  

Sevika approached. Now wearing pants but still shirtless, she carried a small white box. 

- I’m gonna need you to help me, pretty thing.  

Caitlyn tilted her head, resting it on her knee, brushing her hair to the side opposite the wound. Sevika noticed it was just a small cut above Caitlyn's eyebrow. She grabbed a suture patch, some gauze and alcohol.  

- Give me your hand. I need you to pinch the wound so I can clean and stitch it.

Caitlyn had forgotten Sevika couldn’t do it alone and felt bad. She quickly sat up, but Sevika hushed her gently and guided Caitlyn's hand with care. 

- Right here. Feel that? It’s a pathetic little cut—it’ll heal in two days max. - My head is killing me, Sevika. - I know. If it were me, I wouldn’t have hit you soooo hard.

Sevika chuckled, teasing her. The cut was tiny, but she knew the pain came from the impact. Caitlyn’s head ached from the adrenaline and stress as well.  

Caitlyn pinched the wound as instructed. Sevika dripped alcohol into the cut and warned Caitlyn to close her eyes. Before a drop could reach her eye, Sevika leaned in and licked it away.  

- Did you just lick my blood?! - Whoa, kitten. Calm down. Don’t get me started again, please. It was just rubbing alcohol. Keep holding it.

Sevika, her chest bare, her mechanical arm limp at her side, rested her human arm on Caitlyn’s forehead. Caitlyn couldn’t help but notice the way Sevika’s muscles and chest moved as she worked. A sharp sting made Caitlyn gasp softly.  

- Ouch.

Sevika leaned back, placed the gauze on the table and gently held Caitlyn’s chin.  

- There you go, sweetheart. Ready for round two.

Caitlyn’s thoughts went adrift. Was that flirting again? She wasn’t in the mood.

Sevika however just opened the kit again, pulled out a pill and handed it to Caitlyn along with the water she hadn’t finished earlier. Caitlyn felt relief.

As Caitlyn swallowed the medication, Sevika picked up her tank top from the floor and slipped it on. She grabbed her phone, typing something and Caitlyn noticed the change in her expression as Sevika scrolled through her screen and sighed.  

- Well, darling, the cavalry’s on the way. - I’ll tell them I came willingly. Don’t worry. - I don’t need your protection, Commander. Nobody’s arresting me. - I could arrest you as soon as reinforcements arrive. You kidnapped Piltover’s commander, caused her a serious injury, tore her favorite shirt…

Caitlyn didn’t even notice the mood swing. Was she losing her mind? Something about just talking to Sevika made her feel better all of a sudden. 

Sevika teased her again.

- Oh, Commander. Are you going to tell them everything I did to you?

Caitlyn smiled; she was almost comfortable now. The pain was starting to subside and she let her legs drop. She looked at Sevika. Her pants were unbuttoned and her tank top was slightly askew. Caitlyn stood up from the chair, approached the zaunite. Sevika was reaching for another cigarette when Caitlyn plucked it from her hand.  

- This will kill you. - I breathe toxic waste as soon as I wake up. Every single day. I’m dying anyway.   - We have a plan to— - Commander, stop. Put your clothes on; your reinforcements should be here soon.

Caitlyn couldn’t understand Sevika’s demeanor out of nowhere. The fleeting sense of comfort evaporated. She realized she was in the enemy’s den trying to get physically closer to someone she should be arresting. Caitlyn tried to push away the confusion of it all. The sex had been good, the deal was made. So why was Sevika so cold? And more important... Why did she care so much? 

Caitlyn moved away from Sevika and picked up her clothes from the floor. She slipped her dirty jacket over the torn shirt, buttoning it up to her neck. The jacket was heavy, damp and stained with blood. As she put on her underwear, she noticed it was cold and wet too, but she slipped it on anyway, followed by her pants.  

She looked around for her boots but couldn’t find them.  

- Where are my shoes, Sevika? - Probably in the car. Let’s see how your hero plays this before we leave the room...

Caitlyn froze. “What?!”. She realized too late what was happening. Sevika was now fully dressed, her mechanical arm exposed and emitting sharp mechanical noises as its components adjusted. Sevika stood with her back to Caitlyn, facing the door. Caitlyn was just piecing it together when the door burst open violently and one of Sevika’s henchmen was thrown unconscious into the room.  

Vi stood in the doorway, poised to deliver another punch but stopped short when she saw Caitlyn.  

- Cait?! Are you okay? Come! Get behind me. Get away from this disgusting piece of shit!

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End of part 2.

Breathe! Part 3 comes tomorrow.

Thank you so much for reading.

(also, please let me know if you have any suggestions. I'm new on fanfics in general and I don't want to screw this up.)

[citrusses]

@sweet-s0rr0w made the most beautiful post about drarry celebrating christmas in her fics, so I took a stab at it, too. Merry christmas and happy holidays all!

OORU drarry spend Christmas Eve with the Malfoys—formal, stuffy, suffocating. Lucius and Narcissa are not fans of Harry but Draco has made it clear that if they are not both welcome, neither will attend. It’s all very polite and painful. Everyone is trying; no one is certain it’s worth it. Christmas Day, however, is spent with Sirius and Remus, and it’s perfect and cozy and all four of them take turns get embarrassingly sentimental about it: about finding a family and being that for each other and getting a bit weepy into his champagne. Harry loves how Draco fits in so well with his godfathers now. Harry is thinking he should ask Draco to move in with him; he feels the uncertain flare of that old fear of rejection when he considers it, finds it terrifying, and resolves to press on in spite of it.  

Gemini in Retrograde drarry are at Grimmauld, where Draco lives, with Scorpius home for the holidays. Scorpius still thinks it’s kind of gross that anyone would want to date his dad, but he’s also never had such a happy Christmas since before Narcissa died. They exchange presents on Christmas Eve; Draco and Scorprius shock each other by picking perfect presents for one another (it’s new, for them). Harry “helps” their house elf make dinner (marking the first time they’ve had an edible meal on Christmas in years). All three of them go to the Burrow for lunch on Christmas Day, the tradition that started the first year Harry and Draco were together. While Scorprius is still working up the courage to properly talk to Victoire, he has none of that shyness when it comes to pick-up Quidditch in the garden. Draco and Harry play, too—Draco flies all the time, now. Harry is still better than him. 

Isle of Ogygia drarry are at the lighthouse, still — ostensibly they’re both working on getting Draco’s sentence reduced, but both of them are more than a bit nervous about leaving the island when the time comes. Their communication about this difficult subject needs work. However, Christmas in the lighthouse is beautiful—the place has been transformed into a real home, and the spellwork has been smoothed out, and the Christmas tree that Neville helped Harry safely transport there is thriving. It’s storming outside, but it’s warm inside, and they have more food than they could possibly ever eat, and they end up not opening presents until the evening because they spend the whole day shagging. They both think they’re being very funny and clever and ended up getting each other the exact same dry, unreadable encyclopedias for Christmas. 

Löyly drarry spend every Christmas traveling somewhere new. They like to alternate between cold and warm destinations: cold places mean shopping at Christmas markets, hearty meals, and saunas if they can find them, and sex on rugs in front of blazing fireplaces; warm places mean dips in the ocean, and dinners and cold wine in the open-air, and Harry watching Draco's long, solid body turn pink in the sun in a way that makes him weak. Draco considers it his duty to become an expert in each country’s specific magical traditions; if there’s sex magic to be found, that’s all the better. Draco and Harry have been forbidden from returning to at least one country because of a public incident involving said sex magic. It was, they both think, worth it. 

@jtimu @arminaa8 @xalandrix @thecouchsofa @greattemptation @garagepaperback @sorrybutblog @nv-md and I'm seconding everyone sweet tagged, too, if you want to share how your drarries spend the holidays. if you're reading this, consider yourself tagged, and tag me please!

[kykyonthemoon]

oh gosh i loved your “a surprise visit” so much that it had me lamenting over caleb again ☹️

if you’re up for it, i would like to request headcanons for caleb with a reader who wants to cuddle him but is too shy to initiate. (i feel for the shy girls whose love language is physical touch 🙈)

thank you so much and have a great day!

Dear Anon-san,

It flatters me so much that you enjoyed "A Surprise Visit" I wrote for Caleb <3 With this request of yours, I decided to turn it into a story. I'm aware that it would be a little different from what you expected when sending me this request. Still, I do hope you enjoy this cute little piece.

For all the shy girls out there, I wish you courage to put your feelings into actions, just as MC does at the end of this story <3

When The Crabapple Blossoms

You had been waiting for a chance to tear down the last bit of the wall separating you both. He also wished for the same thing.

❀ Caleb x Female Reader/MC who is really shy

❀ Tags: fluff, shyness, adoptive siblings who are secretly in love with each other, domestic fluff, longing, pet names

❀ Word count: 1k3

❀ Masterlist

❀ Request

You had always been Caleb's shy little girl.

One day many years ago, when he had just been brought home by Grandma, there was a little girl, barefoot on the grass, holding a teddy bear, coming out to greet him. Grandma told the two of you to quickly get to know each other, but you said nothing and looked down. One hand kept the teddy bear tight, while the other grabbed the hem of Grandma's dress. You hid behind her and refused to look directly at him. Grandma had to coax you for a while before you could tell the boy your name.

It took you a while to open your heart to accept him into your life. You were the little girl so shy that she only talked to him through the teddy bear used to cover her face. Then, on another day, you got lost. You were terrified and cried until your tears dried. When you saw Caleb, the first thing you did was to rush to hug him. Since then, it seemed that the wall between you and him had begun to crumble.

You said, Caleb had such warm hugs. You would always feel safe and comfortable in his arms. A few more years passed, and Caleb grew up so quickly. He began to grow taller, and his arms became larger. That made you feel even more protected. He said, he must grow up fast to defend you.

And you gave him a new moniker: Mr. Bear. Instead of using the old teddy bear to talk to him, you began to regard him as a teddy bear with the size of a human; which was able to move and talk, and knew how to take care of you.

Still you were very shy. Except for that time when you got lost, you never made the initiative to get close to him. All the time, it was Caleb who started first.

“Pipsqueak, come here.”

Simple as that, you would obediently go to Caleb. He would pull you into his arms, caress your hair and gently rub your back. At times like those, you felt like all the troubles in the world disappeared, leaving only the two of you with this simple yet extremely precious warmth. And because you could not say it with words, you used those gentle brushes against his chest as a way to express your feelings.

Then, both of you grew up. Caleb went to the Academy and you started your training to become a Hunter. He and you had both gone separate ways, and there was little time spent at home or seeing each other. But you missed the feeling of being buried in his arms. It seemed that when you grew older, all your emotions no longer retained the simplicity of a child.

You were not sure how Caleb felt about you. You were too afraid to ask, and then received an answer you did not want. You anxiously waited for him to come back home every weekend, covertly studying every change in him. His skin began to tan, his hands developed calluses, and his muscles grew more visible. You wondered, during those days at the Academy, did he have a girlfriend? Had anyone else shared the same warm embrace that Mr. Bear once reserved just for you? You wanted to ask Caleb numerous questions but did not do so.

Since he knew your timidity, Caleb took the initiative in everything, from planning outings when he was on a break to holding your hand in crowded places. He was also concerned that you would dislike it; since after all, you were now a young lady and no longer the child who would follow him everywhere. He started asking more questions like: "Do you want to sit next to me?", or "Can I hold your hand?", and waited for your approval.

Of course, you were happy with the touches. Still you wanted a little more. You counted every day to see him again during breaks, hoping to touch him just a little more. But he never asked for it. Did he no longer wish to embrace you in his arms?

That day, you were silent the entire trip home from the movie theater with Caleb. As if realizing what you had in mind, he spoke up:

“Pipsqueak, is there something bothering you?”

Your footsteps paused on the bridge. Sunset tinted the sky with mild orange and pink, mixed with clear blue. You did not say anything, only shook your head.

“I know when something's wrong with you.” Caleb added. He did not accept your answer. “Say it, I'll help you out.”

You still felt like it was difficult to speak up. Your hands gripped the wooden bridge, nails barely scraping the surface. What to do? There was so much to say, but you had no idea where to begin.

“Some guy made you sad?” Caleb asked, half joking, half serious. You smiled and replied briefly:

"That's not it…"

While all you wanted to say was: No. The only person I care about is Caleb.

But he would never hear that, because you were too shy to say it out loud.

Caleb sighed. He leaned against the bridge, gazing at the sky in the East, while you turned towards the setting sun. In secret, you glanced at Caleb, halting at his shoulder. There was a small petal staying on it; that one must have fallen at the foot of the bridge where a crabapple tree was in full bloom.

Out of the blue, you reached out and picked up that flower petal. Caleb reacted fast and grabbed your wrist just in time. The wind surged. He stared into your eyes for quite a while.

You had been waiting for a chance to tear down the last bit of the wall separating you both.

He also wished for the same thing.

Since a long time ago.

“Well… um…” You hesitated. “There is a flower petal on… on your shoulder…”

Your fingers extended, the flower petal was lifted high by the wind. You glanced at it, as if to say farewell. Caleb still locked his gaze on you. Intense yet gentle.

He had yet to let go of your hand, while getting closer and closer to you.

"Pipsqueak." He called softly. “The truth is… Can I…”

You continued to wait. Caleb was about to say something but paused.

“Ah… Nevermind…”

His fingers wrapped around your wrist gradually loosening. You started to panic.

If I don't say it, he will never know...

If I don't say it, he will leave again...

If I don't say it, we will forever just be brother and sister...

“Caleb!” You called his name, so loudly that he was startled. You did not know where to start. Since when did you start looking forward to his touch? Since when did you hope to be a little bolder and tell him what you really wanted?

Better late than never. You looked at his hand that was slowly retracting, then decided to grab onto his arm.

“Caleb I… I want to…” It felt like something was bearing down on your heart and suffocating your throat. You could not do this. Your entire body trembled. But you had decided to seize this chance no matter what.

“I want to be embraced by you!!!”

After those words, you shut your eyes, your lips pursed hard. You clung to Caleb's arm but he did not feel the pain since his mind was preoccupied with something else. After a long while, when you felt his arms wrap around you, when the sound of his heart beating strongly and clearly heard, you opened your eyes then.

“Come here, pipsqueak. I also want to hold you close..."

Caleb breathed the words in the late spring air, faintly scented with crabapple blossoms; it made your heart burst. This was enough. Step by step, one at a time. There was no need to be in a hurry and let this dream slip away. Gradually, you would find ways to let Caleb know what your heart had to say.

[kaysithekoolest]

Macho Man...

Gambit/Remy LeBeau x male reader

Handjob, semi-public, dirty talk, Top Gambit, cum eating (?) (I suck at tagging shit)

With the appearance of a cocky new X-Men, of course rumors were to come about. The only issue is when those rumors have to do with an already existing Cajun member. Even worse if they are false accusations of his private life...

The inability to sleep plagued many X-Men, even in the comfort of the dorms at the X-Mansion. You were no exception, and even despite it being around one thirty a.m. you still couldn't sleep, wide awake but tired. And it didn't help that you were completely parched. So you promptly pushed yourself out of bed, it wasn't like you were going to get to sleep soon anyhow.

You tried your best to Quietly pad down the hall and then the stairs to the kitchen. You really didn't want to wake anyone, or disturb others who were still awake. You looked around the kitchen when your feet finally hit the cold wood of the floor. A simple cup of water should do the trick and solve the problem of your dry throat. You tried to quickly open the cupboard and retrieve a soft red plastic cup. Most and widely considered all of the cups were plastic or something simple since glass was so easily broken by other mutants. You yourself and even had to learn that the hard way. It was like a right of passage, an unpleasant one. You just filled the red cup with water from the tap, not really caring how good or healthy it was for you at that moment. And decided to throw a few ice cubes in because why not? You filled the tray back up, sliding it into its place in the freezer before finally taking a nice long refreshing sip from your cup. And while it may have just been tap water in a plastic bag with a few ice cubes, it was the most refreshing thing you had in hours. And the tiles of the kitchen also kept the area cool.

A hum from the other side of the kitchen startled you, almost spilling the water in the red plastic cup in your hands. “Mon chére, Good to see you here… I needed to talk t' ya anyway.” A smooth Cajun accent cooed. A shiver ran down your spine, you knew what he was talking about. Being a newer X-Men meant you wanted to make a name for yourself (pun intended). So why disrupt the rumor that you were topping the charismatic Louisiana man? But it wasn't such a good idea to agree and add to those rumors, now was it? The dim light from above the sink aluminates Remy’s form. He was dressed in next to nothing, which was understandable due to the heat, seemingly only sweatpants he cut just above the knee himself. You could even see his hair shine a little with sweat, and it added a glossy shine to the rest of his visible skin, your eyes trailed over his body. “What’s wrong, Macho Man? Don't think ya can handle little ol' Gambit, anymore?” He cooed mockingly as he cornered you against the kitchen island. “Remy…” His name came out as barely a breath. “That was just…” You paused, unsure if you should double down or just give up. You took a deep breath, straightening up and puffing out your chest a little. “It's not like I couldn't handle you. I could fuck you brainless if I wanted to.” You shot back confidently, a grin tugging at your lips now. Remy tilted his head at your cocky demeanor, but the Cajun was always two steps ahead. “Then give it a go, (Name)... Come on, I'm sure ya could handle me.” He backed you against the quartz kitchen island too, the edge dug into the flesh of your hips, rubbing uncomfortably against the bone there.

You hadn't expected what came next, most because you were what was about to cum. (I couldn't resist a play on words) Remy’s hands, rough from years of thievery, dealing cards, and training with the X-Men reached down, and gave your cock a quick squeeze through your thin night shorts. You let out a loud involuntary moan, quickly made embarrassed and terrified someone might've heard and woke up. “Not so confident now, are we, Petit (Name)..?” Remy said with a cocky and arrogant tone. Your hand went down to grip his wrist as he kept stroking you through your pants. You bite your lips, to keep quiet, not wanting to be caught. Now the pressure from being pushed up against the island seemed forgotten. He leaned in closer, his warm bare chest now pressing against yours. Remy’s hot breath was fanning across your already flushed skin. “Admit it, you're a whore for Remy’s touch. You need someone to guide you.” He growled huskily against the flesh of your ear, nipping at the skin under your ear. His pace sped up and your grip on him tightened. Pathetic whimpers escaped from your clenched lips. It wasn't the type of noise you were proud of. Not the type of noise a dominant man would make. “God damn you, Rem...” You cursed him in a moan, your hips bucked against his hand. “Ah, chere… What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? I thought you were the one makin’ Gambit lose his breath?” He cooed sarcastically into your ear, his hot breath fanning over the sensitive skin. You throbbed in his firm grip, almost cumming undone as the pad of his thumb swiped over the sensitive skin of your tip. "You gonna come undone for the man you're s'posed to be toppin'?" Remy's accent rasped against the flushed skin of your ear. The hot knot in the bottom of your stomach snapped as your cock twitched, the thick white liquid spewing from your reddened tip. "Remy, yo- Goddamn it!" You cursed him, knowing if anyone else was awake they had heard you. But you were quickly distracted as your body felt like static and you were thankful Remy had you pinned up against the counter. Your nails had dug deeply into the warm flesh of Remy's strong bicep. And you could barely let go as your vision came back. Remy chuckled cruelly, well you knew it wasn't cruel but it felt so after the cocky just made you cum your brains out. "You're good for a midnight snack..." He hummed sensually as he brought his cum covered fingers to his lips. His pink tongue peeked out from his lips, and ran over his fingers, collecting the salty white liquid on his tongue as shallowing it. If you hadn't just cum, you might've gotten hard again immediately. "You couldn't have just..." You paused, taking a moment to catch your breath. "Just told everyone you were a top? You had to ring me out?" You managed to pant out. This only made the Cajun man grinned. "Well for that sass, maybe I'll just finish myself off, mr (Name)..." Remy cooed, making you look down to the outline of his boner. You felt a little guilty for forgetting the pleasure of your boyfriend but he had also just cleared your mind of any thoughts. "Please, Remy..." You pleaded, you needed that cock to milk your prostate. You had basically given up your macho act. "Maybe if you beg some more, Gambit will think 'bout it..." He purred sensually against your ear, pulling your still clenched hand to ghost over his chubbed cock. You knew tonight was going to be long and hot. Maybe you should goat more often....

[yoonmetogether]

Not In the Cards teaser!

pairing: bodyguard!Yoongi x CEO!fem reader

genre: mafia, e2l

summary: yoongi realizes something about you, about himself, and runs. It's what he does best afterall.

warnings: implications of sex, angst, trauma, yoongi has a dark past. i hope y'all will stick around to find out, this is a long winded story i'm sorry! also reader uses a pseudonym as it’s relative to the plot.

minors dni

wc: 1k

teaser I part i. I part ii. I

When he wakes up next to you, it’s still dark out and you’re still fast asleep. Your face is just a silhouette to him, but he knows you’re beautiful, even in slumber. His heart jumps when he remembers you’re in his hoodie and he doesn’t think too much about how much he likes that. 

How is it possible to like someone he just met this much? He hands it off to the (great fucking) sex he just had. 

He does his best not to disturb you as he maneuvers out of bed and into the bathroom, needing to wash off remnants of sticky sex and sweat now that he’s cognizant. He waits until he’s started the shower to turn the lights on, ignoring his reflection as he takes off his favorite silver chain and places it on the shelf above the toilet to avoid any drains, dog tags swinging on his chest when he steps into the tub.

You're still sleeping when he returns so he quietly gets dressed, trying not to hate putting back on the clothes he wore yesterday now that's he's freshly showered but it can't be helped. A little of the sunrise has made the room a low mix of blue and grey so he can see you better as he goes to the nightstand to put on his watch. He looks over at you and smiles to himself when he hears you snoring softly. You shift on your stomach, facing away from him and just as he turns to leave the room for a morning cigarette, an etching on the back of your neck catches his attention. He has yet to put in his contacts and it's still not bright enough to see well so he slowly sits on the edge of the bed to have a better look, curiosity piqued. It has the shape of some kind of bird or plane, something with wings so he leans a little closer, pressing a fist on the mattress to hold himself up. He expects the wings to be that of an angel, a nod to your name, but when he finally sees what it is, albeit a bit blurry, his heart stops and drops to his stomach.

It is indeed a small bird but not one he expected to see on your skin. A crow. And it's drawn as if it were flying high in the sky, it's talons digging into a human skull. To anyone else, its meaning is ambiguous, but to him, to others like him, it's the symbol of enormous power, made by blood, money and greed. He would know - he has a tattoo that speaks to the gang he got caught up in as a teenager that branded him to force his loyalty. A gang that could be shredded and not missed by the organization that owns the symbol tatted on your neck.

Shit. Being who he is, relying solely on intuition and reading between the lines, he had a gut feeling that you may not be as innocent as you seem. To the average bystander, maybe. But not to him. The crow on your neck confirms it.

And for the first time in a long time, he's terrified.

Before seeing that, he'd already considered leaving before you wake up, doubting what good would come out of him staying. You don't need someone marred and sinful like him in your life.

But now if you find out about the coiled cobra on the back of his left shoulder, one of the many reasons he didn't take his shirt off or keep the lights on once you both fell into bed, he’ll be screwed for a whole different reason.

So he makes the decision that there's nothing for him to do but leave you in the dust and never look back, tacking this night onto the murky cloud of his many mistakes. Even though it makes his heart ache. All the more reason to coat it in tar, making it impenetrable to him and anyone else. In the weeks to come, he'll force it to forget you.

But it will only make him colder and bitter. Forlorn. He fucking deserves that.

He grabs his phone and his keys he left on the couch and hauls ass to the door and down to the lobby so you don't wake in time to see him disappear without a trace. But in the rush, he forgets the one thing most precious to him that he took off before he showered. It isn't until he's zipping away on his motorcycle towards the ferry, blaming the cold and whipping wind for the tears piercing the corners of his eyes, that he realizes and curses himself. The one thing he was supposed to never lose, to always take care of, he forgot. His mother was right - if his grandfather was still around he’d be so disappointed. For the rest of the way home, his mother’s words ring in his ears - he’s a fuck up who’s lost all chances to redeem himself. No one will want him. So going forth, that's what he carries with him every day when you come up in his thoughts, no matter how hard he tries to keep you out.

It's better this way. He did you a favor.

When you wake up alone, it’s not your empty stomach that makes you feel nauseous.

You rush to the convenience store for a morning after pill, because you’ll be damned if you get knocked up, especially not by someone who doesn’t have the fucking decency to leave a note, much less a phone number, after a night like that.

Fuck him. Fuck him big time for being just like everyone else. You know what your father and brothers would say - that's what you get for letting your guard down. Naive and weak-minded people only get themselves hurt. So just like you have done countless times, you pick up the pieces of your heart that were stomped and crushed and left for dead, and bury them in the recesses of your mind, keeping all of your pain to yourself. Pain is weakness, especially the kind you can’t see on your skin, and weakness is forbidden in the blood you share with your family. Maybe now the lesson will stick. But for the years to come, his eyes, his touch, his voice will haunt you in your dreams and your nightmares. You hope to all hell you never see him again.

If you do, he better watch his fucking back.

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part i. coming soon!!! masterlist

thank you for reading! this is all very nerve wracking to me bc i'm an anxious girl and a perfectionist when it comes to writing and i kind of pulled this scene outta my ass so i could get a teaser out there so i'm not 100% confident about it.

but let me know what you think here or leave a comment if you want.

xxx - claret

thanks k bye :)

p.s this is what i imagine as reader’s tattoo

[causenessus]

love notes

part 0.12. SUPPORT SMALL BUSINESSES DAY

"trace me onto you."

from title fight, left in saitozaki, fukuoka

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extras <3

INKED AND MY BISQUE BEAU REFERENCES!!! DEFINITELY PLEASE GO CHECK OUT THESE FICS THEY ARE AMAZING <3 (thank u to @eggyrocks and @wyrcan <33)

AND THANK U AGAIN TO EGGY FOR THEIR AWESOME PLAYLIST <33 LET'S GO TITLE FIGHT

atsumu acted so offended when y/n immediately tagged him saying kiyoko was off limits but he was definitely thinking about asking for her phone number...but that's bc he's an idiot

when suna saw y/n's tweets about buying her coffee he texted osamu like "hey what if u dropped off coffee for y/n and ur girlfriend. i'll pay"

osamu is trying his hardest to maintain that they are NOT dating (yet) but he's secretly getting giddy everytime someone calls mbb y/n his girlfriend (SORRY LMAOOO FOR ANYONE WHO HASN'T READ MBB THIS IS PROBABLY CONFUSING THAT JUST MEANS U SHOULD GO READ IT!!!)

he also (pretending to complain about it) agreed to drop off coffee but he's a gentleman and paid for mbb y/n's coffee and suna paid for (love notes) y/n's coffee <3

double dates between the two in the future?? both pairs are so cute 👀

WAIT AND TRIPLE DATE WITH KIYOKO AND INKED Y/N??? hold on i'm cooking

suna and y/n are both fighting for their lives trying to remain casual but they are literally the FARTHEST THING from acting casual

gonna reinforce this again but literally all the art suna sends y/n is actually stuff he's put up with her in mind <3

and suna got too nervous to say anything about how he feels to y/n because the timing just didn't feel right and then she was like "oh i forget we haven't been BEST FRIENDS forever"

he was biting his fist and going thru the five stages of grief trying to interpret the deeper meanings of that text

and atsumu was not sleeping yet while suna was texting y/n (and technically he did not giggle, it was just like little huffs of laughter whenever she said something cute, yk?)

but they both shut off their phones and immediately went to bed after seeing omi's reply they were literally laying in the dark terrified they were going to hear footsteps and banging on their door

i love including my own experiences in my writing (yes i was forced to learn relative tuning before ANYTHING else in a guitar class and then my high e string broke and attacked me </3)

and!! actually the picture suna uses on his twitter (the "i miss you) is a picture i took in new york <3 if u were wondering why it looks so ugly

and an extra note to provide more context for next chapter!! this away game is the last one before winter break <3 y/n mentioned the holidays in her earthen kiln post because next chapter will be about winter break just so everything is clear <3

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[ttalgi]

boxer!clorinde x manager!gn!reader (ft. wingman?childe)

tags: modern!au, fluff, slight second-hand embarrassment? author's note: this is a quick something i made for @cieluna so she'd be content...

"I don't get why you haven't confessed to her already? Anyone with eyes can see the mutual attraction between you two. It's better to do it first before someone else does it, no?"

It's been an hour since your conversation with Childe, yet his words keep playing round and round in your head, seeming to never get off its ride.

There's just no way you could confess to Clorinde. You would rather be Dante stuck in the inferno than gamble the chance of ruining the content friend/work?ship you have with her.

Unable to think straight and continue your email, your hand reaches for the phone on your desk and clicks on the call icon as if having a love-stricken mind of its own.

"Sup-"

"I know that you may not hear this much, but you're right, okay? Happy?! I like Clorinde so, incredibly, much! But I just can't confess, that's terrifying to do!" you exasperate.

"Wait-"

"Especially with me being her manager? That's like a work taboo, is it not!?" You sigh. "Don't get me wrong, I would love nothing more than to be with her romantically. It's just... this is a prime time for her, and I'm more focused on getting all the connections she deserves to succeed even further. "

After your mini monologue, you realize that you still haven't heard his voice. "Hello? Childe?"

"Um...hey buddy! So glad you came to an epiphany, but I'm actually driving right now so you're on speaker...and Clorinde's in the car with me..."

"..."

"Um..." He let out an awkward laugh. "Hello?"

"Childe. I hope your client gets into another pr scandal-"

A gentle melodic laugh stilled you from continuing your ill-intended wish. "Even though everyone calls me the fastest in the ring, it seems that you were the fastest of us two today. Childe's dropping me off at your location."

"I'm still at the office. Wait, no! You just finished your training. You should go home and rest." You worried.

"I'm aware. You've been working overtime more times than not these days. I also figured that you hadn't eaten yet, so I picked us up some takeout from that restaurant you love so much, the one next to the gym. I presumed that Childe was kind enough to act as my chauffeur on his own accord, but now I see that he had another plan in mind."

You heard Childe's gremlin snickers from the speaker. "Okay. Wait. So. About what I said-"

"Don't stress yourself out over me; we'll continue when I get there. I wish to say what I've been meaning to do while seeing your face. Wait for me?" Hearing her hopeful tone, you smile.

"I will."

"Will you wait for me too-" "Oh, shut it, Childe."

[life-of-a-rat]

I had a disturbing thought while rewatching through your reverse timetravel tag. S1!Jon doesn't know about the Fears and that there is one specifically related to eyes. How big of a chance is there of him to be secretly freaking out at seeing a Jon with multiple eyes on his face (you know, like spiders have) before things got explained to him?

I think he'd be so goddamn terrified about it and immediately jump to S2 mind frame (when he found out about Not!Sasha) of trying to keep his assistants safe and maybe try to save S5!Martin too (because he clearly is being manipulated or something since he has no spider attributes) but also be very secretive about it because he doesn't want anyone to worry until he has 'fixed' the issue (a la axe to cursed table style).

I mean, it wouldn't last long. I'm sure any misunderstanding would be solved quickly but... This thought has broken into my mind through a window and has been living rent free inside it's walls ever since I first thought it so now it lives rent free in yours too >:3

So I love this prompt so much and it has so much potential.

thing is, I can’t draw angst, but this is my best attempt

This comic took me two weeks because I am just a little boy who gets sad when he draws angst :[

Please someone who knows how to write angst redo this I hate it so much

I also made some silly doodles bc that’s what I specialize in (I totally forgot about martos glasses and had to draw them in after so they look awful)

+silly little speedpaint

[rems-writing]

The rulers of Spades

Pairing: JongJoong × Lost Girl!reader (mainly Jongho × reader since there's SeongJoong in this fic)

Summary: After your time with the Hearts, you face the most terrifying suit. But were they really terrifying as people say?

Warning(s): Choking (both sexual and non-sexual), slight mention of violence, mention of a murder (it's not what you think actually lol), Jongho being a damn flirt, top!Seonghwa × bottom!Hongjoong, mentions of a size kink, drunk sex (both parties consented), pussydrunk!Jongho, finger sucking, riding with a bit of guidance, cumming inside (DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU! WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT!)

Genre: Nasty smut with a bit of plot

Nets: @blossomnet @mirohs-aurora-society

I'm also tagging @ja3hwa since we were competing in who can write the filthiest Jongho smut [we weren't actually competing lol I love them too much for that]

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Let’s go visit the Spades next.” 

Mingi choked and spat out his coffee, Wooyoung shrieked in fear and fainted dramatically in Yeosang’s arms, Yeosang rolled his eyes at the sight of his best friend fainting as he caught him, and Seonghwa had a concerned look on his face. A pained smile was on the queen’s face as he caressed your face gently. “Are you sure, Y/N? I know I said that the King of Spades is relatively a nice guy, but I’m almost certain that he’ll go mad. The news of your arrival and how you were treated in Neverland travels fast. We can always visit them last.” 

You shook your head at his statement. “If you claim that the King of Spades and the Jack of Spades are nice people, then we should visit them next. That way, I won’t dread seeing them and instead can relax when we visit the rulers of Clubs straight after.” 

Mingi tilted his head in awe as you spoke bravely and confidently about the rulers of Spades, Wooyoung was fanning himself and seemed impressed as he listened, Yeosang had a bright grin on his face, and Seonghwa sighed softly before nodding. He kissed your forehead and hugged you. “Alright. I will take your word for it. Mingi! Get the carriage! Yeosang, Y/N, and I will head straight to the Spades castle now.”

Mingi nodded and ordered some card soldiers to fetch the carriage and guard the trio as they stepped outside of the castle. Once they were all outside, the carriage arrived and Seonghwa & Yeosang stepped inside first. Mingi held you back and had you face him. A hint of worry was in his eyes as he gazed over your face. 

“Babe, listen. You don’t know the King and Jack of Spades like I do. Like Seonghwa said. They’re nice. However, their anger is anything but pleasant. I implore you. Be wary and be careful.”

“Do they honestly get angry easily?”

“No no. It’s nothing like that. It’s more of the fact that… uh… they want to destroy Neverland just as much as I do, but they’re a lot more violent about it than me. The King of Spades once had an older brother and the Jack of Spades once had a younger brother. They were both lured by Peter Pan and were killed by his hand… in the most brutal way possible. The King and the Jack were so enraged that they sent the deadliest creature to burn down the island.” 

Mingi leaned closer to whisper in your ear.  “The Jabberwocky.” 

An apprehensive feeling washed over you and you suddenly regret saying that you wanted to visit the Spades next. Sensing your apprehension, Mingi kissed you quickly and caressed your face in a gentle and loving manner. “This doesn’t mean that they’ll kill you on the spot though! They understand more than anyone how suffering is in Neverland. They will protect you with their utmost might. Just… don’t get in the way when they unleash their anger. The last thing they need is to sob in regret over hurting an innocent girl due to their bloodlust.” 

With his reassurance, you nodded and put on a brave face before bidding goodbye to Mingi and Wooyoung. Being the affectionate little shit that he is, Wooyoung whined and held you close to him so you wouldn’t go. You giggled and playfully scolded him to which he whined some more. He even pouted! You pinched his cheek lightly and reassured him that you’ll be fine. Emitting one last whine, he reluctantly let you go. After entering the carriage, you waved goodbye to Mingi and Wooyoung. The carriage soon made its way to the Spades castle. You were sitting with Yeosang this time and you yawned as you laid your head on his lap. Yeosang smiled and patted your head.  “It’ll take a while for us to get there. Get some sleep, Y/N.” His soft and deep voice lulled you into a short nap. One that he would unfortunately have to wake you up from later once they arrived. 

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The cries from a murder of crows woke you instantly and Yeosang had to hold you down so you wouldn’t hit your head against the carriage ceiling. The carriage was pretty small after all. “We’ve arrived. Stick close to us.” You nodded and stuck close to Yeosang as the three of you exited the carriage and made your way to the Spades castle. 

While the Diamonds castle depicted a millionaire’s house and the Hearts castle was a lot more lively, filled with heart shaped bushes and enthusiastic chatter, the Spades castle personified death itself. 

A dark moat surrounded the castle, dead trees were planted throughout the yard, crows either flocked around or tried to rip out your hair, and you swore that even the gardeners tending to the black rosebeds narrowed their eyes at you in suspicion. One glare from Seonghwa and the gardeners minded their business. Of course, this didn’t stop the other patrons milling about the Spades castle from crowding him, you, and Yeosang. The anxiety of the people surrounding you was rising, especially since the patrons prodded at you with questions that definitely made you uncomfortable. You received questions that ranged from accusations of being a spy to being a concubine for Seonghwa and Yeosang. You felt tears swell up in your eyes and you were about to ask Yeosang to get them to stop when a powerful voice rang out in the crumbling stone building that was the inside of the Spades castle. 

“UNLESS YOU DON’T VALUE YOUR HEAD, I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE OUR VISITORS ALONE!” 

The patrons soon quieted down and dispersed like a school of fish before going back to their business. You sniffled and Yeosang hushed you in a comforting way while Seonghwa walked forward a bit before smiling lightly and bowing. 

“It’s good to know that you still have power over your insolent subjects, Jongho.”

You looked up and saw a man wearing an all black leather outfit. His intense eyes, that were brown with slight caramel undertones and had spade outlines in his irises, softened at the sight of Seonghwa speaking. His stone cold resolve melted and a bright gummy smile was on his face as he walked down from his throne and towards Seonghwa before bringing him into a warm bear hug. He then walked over to Yeosang and hugged him as well before shifting over to face you. 

“Are you going to introduce yourself or shall I call you ‘cutie’? Because you certainly are one.”

A blush spread across your cheeks and you hid your face in Yeosang’s chest. A soft giggle could be heard from behind this Jongho guy and Jongho stepped aside to reveal a short man. He wore a simple black suit & tie and his blonde hair was tied back. His bright orange eyes stared intensely at you before smiling and extending his hand. You looked up at him shyly and relaxed as you looked at his pretty smile. 

“I’m the King of Spades, but you can call me Hongjoong. If you didn’t know who Jongho is by now, he’s the mighty Jack of Spades.” 

As you took his hand in yours and shook it, you felt it being lifted and blushed even more when Hongjoong pressed his lips against your knuckles. Jongho gingerly took your hand and kissed it too. 

“Are you the Lost Girl?” He asked you. You nodded hesitantly and Hongjoong nodded before leaning in to whisper in your ear.  

“Do I scare you, pretty girl?” 

You didn’t know what to say. Luckily, you didn’t have to since Seonghwa spoke for you.

“Now now, my love. Don’t intimidate her like that. She’s been through a lot.” He said lovingly and you watched as Hongjoong giggled before grabbing Seonghwa’s hand, spinning him around, and dipping him slightly. You grew confused since you didn’t want to assume anything. Yeosang sensed your confusion and patted your head gently. 

“Yes, Y/N. The King of Spades and the Queen of Diamonds are together. Who would’ve thought huh?” 

As you saw the two men giggle in each other’s presence and share a loving kiss, your heart melted at the sight. These two definitely belonged together. They reminded you of Snow White and Charming in a way. You felt strong hands grab your waist and pull you towards a strong and sturdy body. You looked up slightly to see Jongho smirking down at you. 

“That can be us. If you want, of course.” 

The thought of having this big man beside you 24/7? You definitely weren’t going to complain about that. Despite him being young, he held such maturity and power. Like a true Jack of Spades would. You also felt oddly relaxed in his presence and found yourself leaning against him. 

“Come now. The five of us have much to discuss. And take your time as you explain.”

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The five of you were soon in a meeting room and you explained slowly and shyly your experiences being on Neverland. As you spoke, you saw Hongjoong and Jongho growing more angry with each word that came out of your mouth. But it wasn’t anger towards you.  It was anger towards Peter Pan. 

After you finished speaking, you felt yourself being lifted up and placed onto someone’s lap. The sturdy thighs underneath you felt firm to the touch and you trailed your eyes up to see Jongho, who was busy placing light kisses along your neck in a soothing manner. The sudden affection threw you off yet you weren’t complaining. “Don’t worry, Y/N. We’ll protect you.” 

You giggled and kissed one of his round cheeks, to which he blushed at while the other three men giggled like a gaggle of gossiping schoolgirls. Hongjoong stood up and stretched before helping Seonghwa up. “I suggest you all stay here for the night. Creatures lurk about during this time. Dangerous creatues. You can leave first thing in the morning.” 

Seonghwa agreed immediately and you & Yeosang shared a look, agreeing that the queen himself was the reason why Hongjoong wanted everyone to stay. Could you blame them? No, not really. After Hongjoong ordered his card soldiers to prepare rooms for tonight, he whisked Seonghwa away. Yeosang sighed tiredly and got up as well.

“Goodnight to you both. I’ll see you in the morning.” 

With that, you & Jongho were the only ones left in the meeting room. As you stood there awkwardly, you felt your head be lifted up and you stared into his eyes. 

“Shall we go to my chambers and retire for the night? Or do you want to have some fun?”

You thought for a moment before choosing to stay up late. A smirk was on his face and he kissed your cheek before taking your hand and leading you into his room. 

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Several glasses of cherry wine later, you found yourself straddling the young man on his couch as you made out with him fiercely and desperately near the fireplace. Jongho was matching your intensity by gripping your hips tightly and moving them back and forth so you could grind against him. You felt his bulge underneath you and you moaned slightly as Jongho’s hands wandered to your ass and squeezed both cheeks lightly. 

“You’re so pretty. I’m jealous that Mingi got to you first. But don’t worry. I’ll fuck you better.”

You giggled at his confident words while he lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his waist before striding over to the bed and throwing you down on top of it gently. As he kissed you with fervor and a lot of tongue, you felt his hands glide up and down your body. His palms were tracing out every curve while he moved his head down to leave love bites all over your neck. Your hands dug into his red hair and tugged at the strands, which released a groan from him. He soon lifted his head and smirked down at you before snapping his fingers. You felt cold instantly and looked down to see that your dress had disappeared. 

Did this dude have magic?! 

Jongho drank in your naked form and crawled on top of you once more before kissing you passionately. He tapped his shoulder and his clothes disappeared as well, leaving him bare. You internally drooled at the sight of his big body hovering over you, his honey like skin glowing in the dim light of the fire blazing in the firepit. You soon saw him move down and spread your legs open before kissing your clit lightly. 

“I wonder if you taste just as good as you look. Time to find out.” 

You mewled loudly as he dove face first into your pussy, lapping up every single inch of wetness that was dripping from your hole. Unlike Mingi, Jongho was apparently a messy eater when it came to giving head. You came quickly but he wasn’t done yet. He wanted to elicit as many orgasms from you as much as possible, which led to you crying due to overstimulation. He cooed softly and reassured you that you’re fine. He then wrapped his hand around your throat and squeezed slightly. 

“Will you be a good girl and take what I give you? Or be a bad girl and have me punish you by fucking you into the wall over there?” 

The only word you could utter out was ‘good’ since his strong hand cut off your airway yet not entirely. Jongho smirked in satisfaction and lifted his hand before shoving his fingers into your mouth. You sucked on them happily and Jongho groaned quietly at the sight, afraid he might cum if he kept looking at you. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth and shoved straight into your wet cunt before continuing to eat you out. After your 10th orgasm, he lifted his head and wiped his chin before smashing his lips onto yours. His fingers scissored you open while you sucked on his tongue. After he finished prepping you, he grabbed your hips and flipped the both of you over so you were straddling him once more. Your swollen clit rubbed against his thick shaft and you both groaned when you lifted your hips and sank down onto his cock. 

“You think you can move, Y/N?”

“I can, but it’s just… I’ve never ridden someone before. Not even Mingi.” 

“That’s ok, cutie. I’ll guide you.” 

Jongho grabbed your hips and lifted you up and down slowly onto his cock, setting a pace for you so you can get used to him. After a few minutes, you guided his hands over to your breasts while your hands settled on his shoulders. You soon started bouncing on your own and Jongho threw his head back when you picked up the pace a bit. He was softly praising you and that fueled you to go even faster. Your moans grew louder and louder and brought him closer to you so he could tuck his head into the crook of your head while your arms wrapped around his head to keep him there. His own arms wrapped around your waist and kept you close to him as his dirty words entered your ear. 

“Be my queen. Be my Queen of Spades. I’ll protect you. I’ll care for you. I’ll destroy Neverland for you. I’ll kill Peter Pan myself. Fuck, let me cum inside you. Can I do that? Can I cum in you? Please?

“YES YES YOU CAN CUM IN ME, JONGHO! OH FUCK! I’M SO CLOSE! JONGHO, PLEASE!” 

You sank down firmly on his cock and creamed all over it while he came inside you. You both moaned quietly as you came down from your highs. Once you two were finished, he pulled out and lifted you up before carrying you to the bathroom. He set you down on the counter and waved his hand over the empty tub that soon filled with warm water and was surrounded by black rose petals, small white candles, and a fragrant smell permeating the air. The scent consisted of pinewood and jasmine. He soon lifted you from the counter and placed you in the warm water before entering behind you. 

“Go to sleep, my darling girl. I’ll wake you up, dry you off, and carry you to bed once the water turns cold.” 

You nodded and drifted off to sleep. 

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The next morning, the five of you were eating breakfast. You sat on Jongho’s lap, clad in nothing but one of his dress shirts and a new pair of panties that the Jack conjured up for you. You were expecting Seonghwa to be in your position as well. 

Imagine the surprise on your face when Hongjoong was the one clad in a dress shirt and tiny boxers and sat on Seonghwa’s lap instead. 

After you finished your breakfast, Jongho took you back to his room and helped you dress up. Instead of the red bodycon dress that you came in, you wore a fitted black pinstripe suit. In lieu of a dress shirt underneath the blazer, you wore a black corset top. The red flats that you wore underneath your old dress were replaced with black three-inch heels. You stil decided on no makeup and your hair was styled into two braids rather than leaving it down. You looked a bit more sophisticated and the suit was courtesy of Hongjoong, who had a knack for good fashion sense. Once you were all dressed up and ready to go, you exited his room and met up with the rest of the guys. Seonghwa and Yeosang had their jaws dropped while Hongjoong smirked in victory, proud of his handiwork. 

“You look ravishing, Y/N.” Seonghwa gushed and you giggled as he picked you up and spun you around. 

“You l-look good I mean g-great I mean stunning I mean uh…” Yeosang stumbled over his words and simply patted your shoulder to which you also giggled at. 

“I still got it.” Hongjoong said proudly and you smiled brightly at him while Jongho drooled over how beautiful you looked in the suit. After a minute or two, Seonghwa spoke up.

“Ready to visit the rulers of Clubs?”