#also have the BIGGEST fattest crush ever on these two god

[literarymerritt]

Thinking about Them 🥺

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[billskeis]

ᡣ𐭩 under the mistletoe w bill

“thanks for coming! we’re so glad you were able to make it,” simone kaulitz opens the door to welcome in you and your mom. they were close friends ever since becoming coworkers and you visited the kaulitz home quite often.

“y/n dear, the boys are just inside the kitchen.”

you nod at her after embracing her hug, running into the kitchen there you spot the twins drinking hot chocolate. they look up from each other whole conversing after hearing the patter of your foot steps.

“y/n!! you’re here!!” bill smiles brightly, you can’t help but cheese at his excitement. he’s so cute. truth haves it that you have the biggest and fattest crush on bill. it’s been like this since you’ve first met.

upon first meeting, you weren’t to keen on meeting the people that lived within your neighbourhood, especially your mom’s coworkers. it just was never in your interest.

it also didn’t help that you didn’t get along with the kids your age. known for your deviance and resistance to conformity, parents leaned towards influencing their kids into not interacting with you at all.

bill and tom on the other hand? it was as though you’ve known them for a life time. the three of you had always caused trouble in school, yelling at teachers, pulling pranks on the kids. just overall, bad behaviour.

it wasn’t until you realized your crush on bill that the two of you hid in the school’s closet together that one time you pulled a prank that would’ve left you into another suspension.

the close proximity of that cramped closet had you and bill extremely close, it left you to examine bill’s features up close and god was he just attractive. let alone the fact that he was constantly asking if you were okay and apologizing for the situation he put you in even though it was a shared effort.

getting up from his seat he wraps his arms around your waist pulling you into a tight hug. this catches you by surprise but who are you to deny a hug from someone you REALLYY like.

“it’s nice to see you bill, hi tom,” he waves at you smirking, to then making kissing motions with his hands behind bill’s back. tom is full aware of your crush on bill, and despite the desperate attempts in asking his twin brother how bill feels about you, all tom could do was shrug, damnit tom.

letting go, he looks at you, now rubbing the sides of your arms, “hot chocolate?”

“yes please,” you say putting your hands on bill’s neck, they’re cold from the walk you made to his house, not living that far apart. “y/n! that’s really cold—tom could you make y/n a cup?”

a groan is heard from the table, “ughhhh why do i have to—ok fine don’t kill me…” tom puts his hands up in immediate defeat after seeing bill’s reaction to his attempt at retaliation.

getting up from his seat, he makes you a cup of hot chocolate. “whipped cream and marshmallows?” tom asks to which you nod obligingly.

shuffling, bill walks you over to the table to sit down beside him, hand in yours. you can’t help but blush and just allow him to do whatever he wants.

“sooo y/n! any other plans for christmas?” he asks, fully anticipating your answer as his attention is wholeheartedly on you. “hmm, nothing much, being here is enough for me..” you look at bill waiting for a reaction.

he can’t help but fiddle with his fingers, a little more timid. your words struck bill a little more than they should have, a deep pounding now felt in his chest as his ears flush a slight pink.

“your hot chocolate y/n,” “thanks tom!” he nods at you and takes his cup to exit the kitchen, presumably going upstairs to leave the two of you alone.

taking a sip of the drink, you can’t help but gush at how decadent the beverage was, tom made it really good you thought. “yummy?” bill asks, ���mhm!” giggling, you almost chug the drink as if it was your last.

placing the mug down on the table, bill snorts at you, “what..?” using his fingers, he wipes the top of your lips to then bring his fingers to his lips, “just some cream.. no worries,” “o-oh! uhh thanks.”

a silence was now met in the kitchen as the two of you didn’t know what to do or say. it never was like this, whenever you came over to theirs, there was always something to do.

but this awkward, tension, just cannot be eased.

“y/n…” “yea?” “can we talk?” you nod at him, not wanting to say anymore. he’s making you nervous now. swallowing a hard lump, you wait for bill to speak.

lips dry, bill smacks his lips together. he seems nervous, and that nervousness you sense is killing you. “sooo like—i don’t know why i feel this way but all i know is that you mean a lot to me and i wanted to ask you if you felt the same about me.”

holy. shit. did bill just confess to you?

“i.. i..” damn, why can’t i get the words out? the sudden upbringings of heartfelt left you speechless. that was until you heard a small jingle from above you.

looking up, all you could see was a plant on a stick. the greenery bear that of white berries, tied together with a red ribbon. you look to see an extended arm that held the mistletoe.

oh my fucking god it was tom.

snickering, he smiles, what a little shithead. “oh wow—oh my god how did that get thereee,” he teased, leaving the two of you to look up at the plant, and then back at each other. you internally panic at to what just happened.

the traditions of mistletoe was not unknown, and time and place didn’t help either.

“tom? what the hell are you doing you’re making y/n uncomfor—” you didn’t want to hear bill lecture tom who basically helped you make your next move.

cutting bill off, you placed your lips onto his.

it was a quick peck that you honestly didn’t think meant much. it was short but sweet, his lips were slightly cracked due to the dry weather, but you could really care less. you hoped that such a gesture helped bill confirm how you felt about him.

“y-y/n!?” “i feel the same, bill. i felt it ever since i first met you.” tom ran away screaming ‘YUCK!’ as the sound of jingling became more distant, bill couldn’t help but hold his face within his palms.

“you like me?” he asks, “i do like you,” “like—more than friends?” “wayyy more than friends bill.” “wow, i would’ve never thought… i’m so happy right now i could die.” bill then hugs you tightly.

“b-bill.. you’re squeezing too hard..” “sorry! sorry.. just, excited you now.” he holds your hand, his face now a beet red. yours can’t help to match his you giggle at how adorable he is.

“i knew it!” simone exclaimed, clapping her hands together, “it was cute to see how much they pined over each other,” your mom chimes in. from afar away from your peripherals, the two were watching the interactions between you and bill unfold.

“what do you think tom?” “i think i’m gonna be sick…” tom fake throws up as the two laugh at his antics.

[kisses4mizu]

y’know I respect a fan’s choice about how they want to view mizu but tiny ramble about it here. this isn’t any sort of discussion or ‘matter of fact’ essay, just a simple rant about headcannons about her being TRANS and her SEXUALITY.

Warning: extremely long.

Given the numerous limitations that would arise from traveling as a woman, I find it very difficult to understand why some people believe Mizu is transgender when it's obvious that she is hiding this information in order to survive. This was particularly true during the Edo period, when women were dehumanized and treated like objects because we only ever see them as a slave or working in a brothel (majority of the show at least). They were also seen having to depend on men for nearly everything, as demonstrated in the episode where the mother and daughter were left outside to freeze to death since her husband was not present to accompany them. Along with that subtle hints were presented to us that show how comfortable she is when in touch with her femininity like a few moments in the episode where she came back to Swords-father Eiji’s hut. Though, I can definitely see why people would label her as transmasc with the theory that she must’ve grown so accustomed to this sort of lifestyle, she’d perhaps just become transmasc in the later episodes. We’ll never know!

Next, not gonna lie, I’m insanely guilty of viewing Mizu as a bisexual women despite feeling that she is leaning more toward heterosexuality in terms of her sexuality. I have the biggest fattest crush on her so I have no problem stating how much I'm crying and wailing over this. Like c’mon, let's be real, I guarantee that 98% of simps are female, and I’m sure every single one of us has mentioned once that we can all treat her better than Mikio and Taigen. Speaking of Taigen, I HAVE to admit that him and Mizu do have the best chemistry compared to everyone in the show. It’s clear in the way she pulls him away from those shooting arrows, knocks him out becahse she fears for his safety if he follows, saving him from Fowler's castle even though she could have easily just left him to die and slain Fowler, etc. At first, I would’ve assumed she’d have trauma with men especially after Mikio’s betrayal which might’ve led her to stray away from any romantic attraction with men—or anybody in general. Honestly, I have dedicated my time to search for ANY hint (ok not rlly) that she might be attracted to women, but the only time I ever see her become flustered by one is when she appears to be taken aback by the prostitues she tried to ask for directions to the Shindo Dojo. Plus, there were only two occasions where she interacted with Akemi that people use to automatically ship them which is when she saw Akemi in her carriage (not sure of the specific name) and pinned her down in Madame Kaji's brothel. I can’t imagine them as a couple in later episodes, something I’m been dying to see. Though, it’s hard to determine what was running in her mind during the scene where they both stole glances at each other, especially since there was no sort of indication in her inner thoughts or emotions, so it’s normal to assume the above as well. (Despite that, I’m still rooting for AT LEAST bisexual Mizu because for the love of god and for the sake of all of the gay women here, PLEASE. /j)

I may make jokes about these headcannons like playfully hating on the TaiMizu ships. All in all, I’m sure the fans are mature enough to understand that these are meant to be lighthearted jokes and that people interpret a character and show in various ways and it’s normal! Even if I can’t comprehend the theory or feel as though it is a little too complicated/really negotiable, remember to support what you want, ship what you want, make whatever headcannons, nobody’s stopping you! Don’t be too afraid to just announce what you feel about the show. All I ask is to avoid SERIOUSLY cancelling someone just because of their own feelings and opinions. In the end, they’re stilll fictional characters (😞😞) who have no sort of physical form of any sort so do whatever, as long as it isn’t really THAT problematic in a sense (e.g. romanticising rape), go for it.

(Sorry for bringing her sexuality into this, I’m aware of how the show is definitely not centering on this and not every single thing has to be LGBTQ-related but I noice it’s something constantly brought up in the fandom. As someone whose phrasing and essay writing skills suck, I’m still learning bit by bit about how the world works in terms of differing views on things. I may not support your idea of a character but I RESPECT it! If I came off as rude, I’m sorry, remember it’s just my random midnight thoughts🙏)

[jeonqkooks]

Congratulations once again on the milestone Jen! You are amazing and deserve every big milestone coming your way! For the request can I please get prompt 19-“i’ve never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time.” with Jin? Thank you in advance and I hope you have fun writing it!

pink bean fever | ksj

pairing: seokjin x reader

genre/warnings: best friend's roommate to ??, college au, fluff, swearing, mentions of pink bean but they're 1000% inaccurate bc i know nothing about maple story pls don't come for me, unedited !!

word count: 1.8k

note: jiya !! thank you so much for requesting this :') i had fun with it and i hope you like it too!! also, it's still jinnie's birthday somewhere so i will still consider this a birthday fic lol

— as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

Kim Namjoon, you’re going to kill him.

Kim fucking Namjoon.

Forty five minutes ago, you were getting ready to walk to your best friend's dorm so you two could go get dinner together somewhere nearby. Now, you're sitting on his bed, Namjoon nowhere in sight, just a few feet from his roommate Seokjin.

The guy that you have the biggest, fattest crush on.

You swear Namjoon did this on purpose. That motherfucker.

You watch Seokjin as he practically screams into the mic attached to his headset, his fingers skillfully bouncing on the keyboard of the laptop in front of him, playing a game you know nothing about.

"Jungkook ah! Where the fuck were you?! I almost got killed!"

This has been going on for almost twenty minutes now - you awkwardly perched on Namjoon's bed while Seokjin either screeches in excitement when he wins, or wails in agony when he loses the game. This is the fucking worst way to spend a Saturday evening.

You glance at your phone, praying to every god to make Namjoon reply to your hundredth text message cursing him out and asking where he is. You never should've told him about your crush on his roommate. He even had the audacity to laugh when you finally revealed who the object of your affection was. That fucking guy.

Objectively speaking, Seokjin is pretty lame. From what you can tell, he basically has no social life. He doesn't party, doesn't go out, doesn't take an interest in anything that doesn't have the words "Maple Story", "Super Mario", or "League of Legends" in it. All he does is play video games all day with his friends, whom you assume are the same people he's yelling at now. Namjoon told you that once, Seokjin forgot to eat anything for two days straight because he was on his computer the entire time.

That begs the question: If Seokjin was so lame, why are you so enamored with him? The answer is very simple. Seokjin is as cute as he is lame, which is to say that he is very fucking cute. When you met him earlier in the semester when Namjoon got assigned a new roommate, it was love at first sight.

However, you don't think you've ever held a one-on-one conversation with him before. Tonight might be the first time, when he opened the door for you and said you could wait for Namjoon here. You had squeaked out a shy Yes and followed him into the room where he offered you a glass of water before he returned to his computer, leaving you to wait around for a person you knew had left you to fend for yourself in the wilderness. This is exactly why Namjoon is doing this, you think. He's been telling you for a couple weeks now to just talk to Seokjin like a normal person instead of tripping over your words like a lovestruck idiot.

Occassionally, he looks over his shoulder at you, and you have to whip your head to the other side of the room so quickly you're surprised you didn't pull a muscle, just to not make it obvious that you've been staring at him like a weirdo.

After a while, Seokjin takes off his headset only to replace it with a hat. A... cap? You don't even know what it is. It's got a face of something pink with big round eyes and purple horns, and looks like it should be a plushie instead of something to wear on one's head. His friends have probably gone elsewhere, because he turns off the shooter game he was previously engaged in to play something else by himself.

"Sorry," he says. "I was pretty loud, wasn't I?"

"No, it's fine. I didn't mind," you tell him sheepishly. "Did Joon, uh, tell you when he'd be back?"

Seokjin shrugs. "No. He just said he was going for a quick walk. Went out right before you got here, actually."

Someone give you strength.

He turns back to his screen when you give a hum in acknowledgement. You go back to sitting in silence again, only this time, you notice that when he curses at the game, he makes an effort to lower his volume. Seokjin has a really nice voice, you think. Even when he's cussing, you just want to put it on a tape and listen to it for hours on end.

Okay, that is one thought that you should probably never say aloud. Especially not to Kim fucking Namjoon.

Another 15 minutes pass until Seokjin pauses the game to down the glass of water on the table in front of you - the one between his and Namjoon's bed. You pretend to look around the room even though you've got it memorized at this point. It's pretty small, and the guys don't really have a lot of decorations. Aside from a couple of Namjoon's art prints on the wall and a few of Seokjin's stuffed animals - how fucking cute is that? Jesus Christ, you are so whipped - the room doesn't have that much personality.

You can feel him looking at you as he gulps down his water, clearly not knowing what to say either. You could pass out from the sheer awkwardness that's suffocating the space.

You clear your throat. "Can I, uhm, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"What is that on your head?"

Seokjin puts down the glass and takes off his cap, holding it out so you can see it better. "Pink Bean!" he says with a grin. Goddamn, he is beautiful.

"Is that a character?"

He gasps, running a hand through his hair - which looks so, so soft that you want nothing more than to just run your fingers through it. His eyes widen until they're almost as big as the ones on the strange Bean creature. "You don't know what Pink Bean is?!"

"Should I?" you ask, unconsciously making yourself smaller as he stares at you. Seokjin looks equally as excited as he looks offended, shooting up from his chair to bounce onto Namjoon's bed, right next to you.

Your chest almost explodes. In your head, there's a series of question marks floating around; in your heart, there's a bunch of exclamation points detonating like fireworks. Oh god, what is happening?

"Uhm, yes! It's just one of my favorite characters of all time, duh! Okay, okay, so-"

Seokjin launches straight into a whole TED talk on Pink Bean, giving you its extensive backstory and just about everything in the universe that's related to Pink Bean - the quests, its powers, something called a Chaos Pink Bean? Every word he's saying is going into one ear and out the other. To you, he might as well be speaking a different language because you understand none of it and frankly, you don't even care.

But holy moly, he is so passionate about it. He talks about this stuff like Pink Bean is the love of his life and he's gonna marry it one day. Even though you're retaining about zero percent of all this information, watching him ramble is so endearing. His eyes are so bright, and throughout this impromptu presentation of his, he has to pause for a few seconds to catch his breath from all the talking.

You stifle a laugh, and he stops. Seokjin scratches his neck, putting the cap on his head again and looking at you with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I didn't mean to talk your ears off."

"No, no, it's just-" You shake your head with a chuckle. "I've never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time."

As soon as the words leave your mouth, you freeze. He freezes. You want the ground to open up so you could fall into that chasm and never be seen again. Life does not have any meaning anymore. Fuck Namjoon, you're not staying here anymore.

"I mean- Not that I think you're cute, it's just- Well, wait, no, I do think you're cute, but it's not-"

You could see a deep blush painting Seokjin's face, from his cheeks to the tips of his ears. You tear your eyes away from him like the idiot that you are. Your lips part, but no words come out because your brain is just blank at this point. You knew you would say something dumb and now you're knee-deep in embarrassment in front of your crush. Stupid, stupid, stupid-

Seokjin clears his throat. "Do you and Namjoon have plans tonight?"

You purse your lips and nod, though you're not sure if he's still looking at you because you're suddenly so keen on not looking at him. "We're just getting dinner," you say with faux nonchalance, as if you hadn't just called him cute two seconds ago and both of you seemed to have absolutely no idea what to do about it. "Joon said there's a new ramen place or something near campus."

"Is it the place where they have ramen sliders? I told him about that place. I've been meaning to go too but, uhm, I don't have anyone to go with."

Oh, hell no. You are not going to invite him to join you and Namjoon after that comment. In fact, you're not going to see Seokjin ever again. You're going to make Namjoon apply for a room reassignment just so you don't have to cross paths with Seokjin. Welp, this silly crush has been fun and miserable. Goodbye forever-

"If Namjoon ditches you, we can probably go together. Or something. Maybe. I don't know."

Your body stiffens, and you know he can probably tell since he's still sitting so close to you and you're not exactly being subtle. Heat creeps up your neck and splatters color onto your cheeks. You're thankful that your hair can cover some of it to preserve what little dignity you have left.

"It's okay. You don't have to. I'll probably- I should, no-" you stammer, "I'll just go home."

"Y/N," Seokjin says, "it's dinner. I'm pretty sure we'll survive a meal together."

"No, I know. It's-"

"Okay. Then let's go."

Before you can say anything, he's standing up. Your panicked eyes follow him as he moves to his side of the room to grab his jacket and ditch the Pink Bean hat. You rush to your feet, spluttering out every polite variation of No, please don't make me do this. I'm practically in love with you and this will only kill me dead that you could think off, but Seokjin is already ushering you out the door.

When he stops by the entryway to grab his keys on bowl next to the door, you could feel his chest pressed against your back. You're going insane with nerves and butterflies and mortification and anticipation and infatuation with this man and this is not fucking helping.

Behind you, Seokjin's low voice sends shivers down your spine with what he tells you next.

"For the record, I think you're cute too."

— all rights reserved © jeonqkooks. reposting, translating and/or modifying is not permitted by any means. [posted 05/12/22]

[sansaorgana]

Heyyy, I keep seeing all these modern!au hotd headcanons on my feed and I've been directed to you. I love them all so much and was wondering if I could ask for one? If you don't want to, you can delete this. But if you do, I was wondering what going on a date with Aegon and Aemond (separately) would entail? How they would ask you, what they would do, any big gestures, give you a gift??? That sort of thing...

hello, sweetie! I really liked your idea, so I'm going to gladly expand it. 💞

it got quite long, therefore it's under the cut! ✂️

Aemond:

• as I've mentioned before, you'd meet him in Viserys' library, lurking around. when you spot Aemond standing behind you, you get scared. you know him from uni – he's a "freak" and nobody talks to him. idk how this style is called but I imagine him wearing all black, leather jacket, silver cross, chains and all that jazz. and an eye patch. he could have some fake eye or something but he chooses to wear an eye patch, embracing his "weirdness". and he's (probably) taller than you. so, having him towering over you when you're lurking inside his father's library would be uncofmy.

• however, he only gently smiles and asks you are you his sister's friend and you nod. you start apologizing for being in the library but he interrupts you with asking you about your interests. he sounds genuine and very kind. he's soft-spoken and courteous. something you wouldn't expect from him at all.

• you talk about books, music, movies, pets, uni, whatever, really. turns out you have more in common than you'd ever think and conversation goes smoothly. you catch yourself batting your eyelashes and biting your lower lip, hoping he wouldn't notice.

• but Aemond doesn't have much experience with girls, so he doesn't realize you're interested.

• since that day, you two start talking more often every time you visit Helaena and she starts to be jealous haha.

• you also start talking on the campus and people look at you the wrong way for that but you don't care.

• Aemond has the fattest crush on you now. I mean, you're a girl who likes him and doesn't care about what other people think? and you're so soft with him? and honestly whether your style is similar to his or you're a total opposite – good girl aesthetics, ribbons in your hair and shit – he is obsessed with you. he makes Spotify playlists about you and sends them to you shyly.

• it would take a lot of courage for him to ask you out but he eventually would. maybe Aegon would notice and he'd be sick of you two acting so shy while clearly being into each other.

• "ask her out or I will"

• that's what Aemond calls motivation!!!

• you agree and you look so cute when you get flustered and his heart beats so fast, oh god, he could kiss you! but his mama taught him better. he knows he has to take his time.

• he would take you somewhere safe like the cinema. maybe it's boring but you can talk about the movie later. he wouldn't take you in the evening, though. more like late afternoon so after the movie you can take a walk around the park and go for a coffee or something. you'd also stop by a small bookstore and he'd insist on buying you a book that you'd choose. as a memory of your first date. he'd also leave a sweet note on the first page.

• he looks scary and he doesn't talk much but he's got the softest and the biggest heart for you.

Aegon:

• first time he saw you, it was something embarrassing for you both. he just woke up despite it being like 7 p.m. and he went to the bathroom without knocking. you were there, wrapped in nothing but a towel and making wide eyes at him. you were supposed to stay over for the night with Helaena and you've just finished taking a shower.

• he mumbled an apology and started to avoid you since then. however, he would also watch you carefully whenever you were around and ask Helaena all sorts of questions about you.

• "I won't let you fuck my friend, Aegon! she's a nice girl and not one of your play-things!"

• forbidden fruit is the most tasty so he starts stalking your social media. he rarely does that but girls usually want to sleep with him since he's rich. you, however, don't seem to be interested.

• the more he finds out about you, the more he's starting to like you in other ways than just sexual. he catches himself on daydreaming that your laugh would be at his jokes, that your smiles would be at him, that your hands would caress his face, that your lips would crush with his.

• Aegon is confused with those thoughts. poor fuckboy starts to think maybe he's getting sick or insane.

• Aemond notices first that something is not right with his brother lately. Aegon refuses to open up but Aemond insists, so his older brother eventually starts his whining sessions about you. how "weird" you are for making him feel this "odd" way. how he's starting to hate you for that.

• Aemond laughs at him and tells Aegon that he's an idiot. and, what's even better – an idiot in love.

• Aegon is petrified. his brother's words make sense but he hasn't expected that to happen to him like... ever. now he's even more scared.

• he might even go to Alicent and she would hug her boy tight and tell him that you're a very good choice and she would love him to ask you out somewhere nice.

• next time you're at Helaena's house, Aegon is surprisingly around and he acts all jumpy and awkward. when – by an odd coincidence – you're alone with him in the same room, he asks you out. just like that.

• you stare at him with wide eyes for a moment but to be honest, despite him being a trainwreck, you have always found him attractive. so, you agreed.

• before going out with him, you ask Helaena about his intentions but she assures you that her brother has never been this way around any girl. you know that she wouldn't lie to you.

• Aegon takes you to some fancy club for rich kids and you're super uncomfortable there, which he notices and he's starting to get anxious that he's fucked up.

• you propose to take his car and go for a ride. he agrees and you end up in a remote area, on the hill. you listen to the music from the radio and you start talking.

• your conversation goes so smooth and you laugh so much that you don't even notice how much time passes. it's very late when he finally drives you home.

• before giving you a goodbye kiss, he gives you one of the rings he's wearing on his fingers.

• "because you're my girl now, eh?"

• like... he might be a rich fuckboy and a college dropout weed addict but when he falls in love... it's really fucking hard.

[mortedeveles]

Valentine’s Day, but make it illegal!

Copyright © 2021 by Veles. Do NOT repost, plagiarize, or read my content as ASMR or audiofics.

SUMMARY: Denki has been planning for weeks on how to ask his dearest crush, you, on Valentine’s Day. But once the holiday has arrived, luck doesn’t seem to be on his side... 

PAIRING: Denki Kaminari x fem!reader 

THEMES: Fluff, humor, slight angst but overall lighthearted. [ONE-SHOT] [CUPID’S ARROW WRITING EVENT] 

WORD COUNT: 4.7K (around 4702 words) 

TAG’S AND TW’S: Illegal activity (don’t try this at home kids) trespassing,  mentions of insecurities, blood and minor injuries, a bit of hurt comfort but mostly fluffy, romantic pining. 

before you read (!!!):  this fic is part of the writing event, Cupid’s Arrow! check out our masterlist if you’re interested in more Valentine Day themed works <3 please support the event with REBLOGS, likes and follows!!

Out of all the things Denki Kaminari considered himself to be, brave wasn’t exactly one of them. Sure, he could muster up the courage to tease Bakugou about something silly, then run away in fear, or pull off some stupidly dangerous stunts, but when it came to you, it felt like all the adrenaline and courage in the world abandoned him.

Left him to fend for himself, stuttering like an idiot, or simply being way dumber than his usual self. He would race off with burning cheeks after making a mistake in front of you, attempting to forget the fool he made out of himself. And you never brought it up, which he was extremely grateful for. It was just another reason why he had the biggest, fattest crush on you. You never judged him for his chaotic antics, never insulted him, or felt ashamed of him. 

Denki knew he was a big flirt, and even though he would occasionally try a cheesy pick-up line on you, it never worked. You would only laugh and pat his shoulder, telling him it was a good pick up line to use on someone. Why didn’t you see that the only person he wanted to conquer with his lines was you? That’s why he always told you them, always tried to be as romantic as one could, but you never picked up on it. 

Every unintentional rejection of yours left him to mope alone and disappointed. He had tried everything- tried using all the pick-up lines he knew of, would try to invite you on a date, but you always waved him off, almost as if you didn’t even believe him.

As the months came by and quickly left, February was here in a blink of an eye. The cold weather continued, some days were chillier than others, and on some days, there would be the occasional sunny view. Not much warmth, but at least some sunlight. 

The number fourteen on Denki’s calendar haunted him. Valentine’s Day was approaching quicker than he’d like, but he had decided that he would ask you out, for once and for all, on the upcoming day. The thing was, he still hadn’t completely made up his mind. Unsure of what to do for the special holiday, he decided to consult Kirishima, Sero, and Mina after class. When Denki brought up the topic of asking you out, Bakugou merely snorted and walked out of the classroom, not before muttering, ‘’Just ask her out dunce head, it’s not that hard.’’ 

His shoulders slumped with a dramatic sigh, and the remaining of his friends watched him with sympathetic gazes. They found themselves sitting in the 1A classroom, just after the final school bell of the day had rung. You had quickly left, walking away with Uraraka and Midoriya. Denki and his friends huddled in the center of the classroom, sitting on some desks that weren’t theirs- but since Aizawa-sensei had left early for the day, there was no one around to reprimand them.

‘’I don’t know what to do,’’ he groaned into his hands, ‘’I can’t screw this up- it has to be perfect. But…’’ 

‘’You don’t know what to do.’’ Sero completed the sentence for him, and Denki moaned in response. 

‘’Well, I don’t think you have to do something extraordinary, bro,’’ Kirishima piped in. ‘’Y/N likes you for who you are, not for some facade of sorts. Just be you, and you’ll be fine.’’ 

Mina tapped her fingers on the table, remaining to stay silent for once. Sero hummed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. ‘’You’re not wrong Kirishima, but knowing Denki, Y/N might kiss him and he’ll end up accidentally electrocuting her.’’ 

Kirishima laughed heartily at this, while Denki pouted. Mina gasped loudly, raising a finger in the air. She then grinned and clasped her hands together, rubbing them vigorously.

‘’I know what you should do, Denki! I’ve just thought of something,’’ she leaned towards the blonde, whispering into his ear. Kirishima and Sero watched the exchange, as Denki’s droopy eyes quickly widened.

‘’No!’’ He yelled out, and Mina cackled as his face went bright red. ‘’I’m not- I’m not doing that!’’ 

‘’What did Mina suggest?’’ Sero asked and Denki grumbled. 

‘’She told me to-to put a trail of roses in Y/N’s room, and sit on her bed, a rose in my mouth and half-naked!’’ He cried out, and by how flustered he was, it wouldn’t be long until steam puffed out of his ears.

His friends laughed loudly, while he rubbed his ears, feeling the warm skin against his palm.

‘’I am not doing that,’’ he stated and Mina snickered.

‘’Okayy...’’ she sang-song, ‘’I was just trying to help you out!’’ 

Denki huffed, shaking his head. ‘’I may be a big flirt, but that’s… waaay out of my boundaries.’’ 

Sero chuckled. He then began to shoot small strips of tape out of his elbows, absentmindedly placing them on the desk. Kirishima hummed in his seat, his sharp teeth poking out. 

‘’Well,’’ the red-hair started. ‘’Y/N’s quirk has to do with nature, right? Maybe you could take her to a camping site. Or a park, but I think maybe she’d like to spend a night outdoors.’’ 

‘’Kiri…’’ Denki trailed off. ‘’That’s the best idea I’ve ever heard!’’ He quickly scrambled out of his seat.

‘’Wait- where are you going?’’ Kirishima and Mina called after him, watching as their friend tripped over a seat before racing out of the classroom. 

‘’I need to plan this date!’’ He shouted. ‘’If I want everything to go as planned, I need to start working now!’’ 

The remaining U.A. students chuckled at their friends’ antics, before returning to look at each other.

‘’Do you think the date will go alright?’’ Mina piped in.

Kirishima shrugged. ‘’I don’t know,’’ Sero responded. ‘’Knowing Denki, they might end up in trouble, or lost somewhere.’’ 

Kirishima laughed, slapping Sero on the back. ‘’Let’s have a little bit more faith in our human Pikachu, Sero. Who knows? They might end up dating after Valentine’s Day.’’ 

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Today was the fated day. It was February 14th, and Denki didn’t think he could be any more nervous than he already was. With a rose in his hand and a box of chocolates in another, he slowly trudged into his first period, eyes immediately landing on your seated figure. You were smiling, laughing, and nodding along with whatever Mina was talking about. But when the pink girl spotted him, she grinned, before bidding goodbye to you.

Aizawa-sensei hadn’t arrived yet. The blonde took a deep breath, feeling his heart ready to explode. This was it. He was going to walk up to you, give you a charming smile, and ask you out without hesitation.

‘’Here goes nothing,’’ he told himself before approaching your desk. Your head was ducked, focused on a notebook you had just pulled out. 

Denki cleared his throat and straightened his posture as you looked up at him with a welcoming smile.

‘’Hey, Denki, what’s up?’’ You saw the flower and chocolates in his hand but didn’t say anything.

‘’Um…’’ he felt just like when he’d overuse his quirk, dumb and unable to say anything. You were just so damn pretty, and he was speechless every time he met your gaze.

‘’Would-would you like to go out with me today?’’ His voice was much squeakier and nervous than he’d like, but Denki mentally clapped himself on the back for being able to do it.

Now, it was up to you. Your eyes widened in surprise, lips slightly parting open. 

‘’Wait...that’s for me?’’ You pointed at the flower and chocolates. Denki suddenly became aware how most of his classmates had gone quiet, and were watching the two of you. Not trusting himself to speak, he nodded in response.

‘’Do you, um, wanna be my Valentine’s?’’ The blonde cursed as his voice escaped as a squeak yet again. But when you smiled widely, his worries were washed away in an instant.

‘’I would love to!’’ Some of his classmates began to cheer, while you stood up and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. Your perfume suddenly invaded his senses, and his mind was foggy, unable to focus on anything but you.

Wait... you accepted-?! Denki couldn’t stop the dopey smile that spread across his lips as he returned your hug, basking in your lovely scent. 

‘’Grea-great!’’ He stammered but felt his confidence return quickly. ‘’I’ll pick you up at your dorm at four o’clock, is that okay with you?’’ 

His heart stuttered at your bright smile. God, you were so cute.  

‘’That works with me!’’ 

For the rest of the school day, Denki could not stop thinking about you. The rush of confidence and happiness he felt was still there, but so was something else. He felt his insecurities creep onto him. 

What was he going to say during the date…? Should he dress in any particular way? Wait- he was the one who had decided on the location, so he should know. Should he bring you more flowers? Did you even like the flowers and chocolate he gave you? What if you’re allergic to flowers and he didn’t know-?! You had accepted the gifts and thanked him nonstop, but what if you were just pitying him…?

He was growing nervous and antsy. Unable to stop thinking about the future, he sat on the lunch bench next to Kirishima, tapping his leg up and down. Sero and Mina were talking, but Denki had his mind on other things.

He had decided to go with Kirishima’s idea, a date at a camping site, which was in a fairly popular park near U.A. Denki had checked the park’s website, reading over the type of events they had. He had also heard that there was a beautiful view at the park, but it was extremely dangerous so it was restricted. But Denki would find the way to show it to you, he was sure of it.

And before he knew it, the blonde found himself standing outside your dorm, extremely aware of Mina and Kirishima watching from the wall corner down the hall, murmuring excitedly. He swallowed nervously, feeling small beads of sweat form on his forehead. This is it, he thought as his fist fell upon the wooden door. 

‘’Hey!’’ You greeted him cheerfully as the door swung open. Denki’s mouth opened, jaw slackening as he stared at you, eyes trailing over your outfit. You felt slightly scrutinized under his gaze but felt your cheeks warm up as well. 

‘’Hey... you look really nice.’’ He murmured, nervously scratching the back of his head. You smiled, hands tightening around your backpack straps. Denki was staring at you in awe as if you were wearing the finest of silks and jewelry. But really, you were just wearing a comfortable grey tracksuit, paired with some black running shoes, a backpack with some essentials, and a sleeping bag hung around your shoulder, you were ready to go. He’d told you during English that you would go camping, so you decided to prepare for the trip. 

‘’Thanks, you look good as well.’’ The blonde was sporting a black jacket and black sweatpants, with a yellow lightning bolt sewn onto the upper left shoulder, sporting a pair of black sneakers similar to yours. His hair was slightly ruffled and you resisted the urge to reach out and hold the golden locks between your fingers. 

 ’It’s nothing,’’ he waved you off, but the soft blush that spread across his cheeks made you smile. ‘’Anyways, uhm, are you ready to go?’’ 

‘’Yeah!’’ You adjusted the bag around your shoulder, stepping out of your dorm, locking it behind you. ‘’Let’s do this.’’ 

Denki smiled brightly, and you felt your heart stutter. He outstretched his hand and with a shy smile, you took it.

The two of you quickly walked out of the dorm buildings, your friends cheering and whooping behind you, and you couldn’t help but laugh as your face grew warmer. Denki glanced at you, and the two of you shared a bright smile.

‘’So, where are we going? You told me to we’re going camping, but you didn’t say where…’’ You questioned, your hand that was intertwined with Denki gently swinging back and forth.

‘’Oh! Well, I was thinking about it for a long time,’’ he paused. ‘’Like a really, really long time,’’ you giggled. ‘’So uh, I thought we could spend the night at this national park! They have a camping area, a local store and so on. What do you think…?’’ He stopped for a second, staring at you as he awaited your reaction.

‘’Oh, cool!’’ The idea truly did excite you. ‘’Sounds great, I haven’t camped in so long.’’ The blonde smiled widely, and the two of you continued to walk away from the campus, and into the streets, where a car awaited. 

‘’I order a taxi for us,’’ Denki explained. ‘’Let’s go!’’ 

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‘’Wow, this place is beautiful…’’ was the first sentence that left your lips as the two of you stepped out of the taxi, which quickly drove away. The scenery ahead of you left you speechless. So much nature, trees, it was nearly impossible to describe it in mere words. A sea of tall and towering trees surrounded the park, with a cement trail a few ahead of you, some bushes and rocks littered between trees. From the corner of your eye, you saw a squirrel climb up a tree, and grinned, forcing down a squeal of excitement.

‘’I love it!’’ You turned to look at Denki, who was already looking at you. His head jolted back in embarrassment, cheeks blooming red. 

‘’Yeah? I’m glad you think so. Come on, let’s go find our camping site. I made a reservation, so we should be fine.’’ 

‘’Oh my, okay then,’’ you walked beside him, your backpack gently bouncing on your back with every excited step you took. ‘’You planned all of this out, huh Denki? It’s amazing, I love it.’’ You stopped in your tracks, and the blonde did the same. He smiled nervously, shrugging his shoulders casually.

‘’It was nothing,’’ but you saw how he shied away from your gaze. ‘’But I’m glad you love it.’’ He gave you a warm smile, radiation so much genuine happiness and pleasure that you nearly melted into a puddle.

‘’Well then,’’ you cleared your throat, looking away with burning cheeks. ‘’We have to go find our site, right?’’ 

The blonde nodded silently, and the two of you continued to walk in the stone path. Eventually, the path led to a widespread area. There were two small wooden housings at your left- what you assumed were the local convenience stores, and in front of you, stood an array of camping tents, and three campfires.

 It wasn’t particularly crowded, with only a few people in the area, chattering animatedly. No one paid mind to you both as you walked to the camping tent on the farthest left, which was also the closest to the trees. The tent was a bright yellow and shaped like a triangular pyramid, a column of sticks holding it up from the center on the inside. The color reminded you of the blonde on your left, and you smiled.

‘’So, the tents here are kinda small, sorry ‘bout that. But I did rent the biggest size they have, hopefully, it’ll be comfortable enough for the two of us.’’ Denki explained. The two of you dropped your bags on the ground, kicking off your shoes and opening the tent. It was rather cramped, but you didn’t mind. 

‘’Sounds good to me!’’ You replied. Your eyes trailed over the inside of the tent. It was empty, and the two of you began to unpack, first unfurling your sleeping bags and laying them on the ground. It was a tight fit, and the implications of it made you swallow nervously. There was no space left between the two sleeping bags, which meant you’d have to sleep really, really close to Denki. The thought of it made your stomach twist and your heart stuttered.

Once the bags were spread and your backpack definitely felt lighter, the two of you set them on top of the sleeping bags and sat down. 

‘’So,’’ you traced your fingers on the tent’s flooring, a thin grey carpet. ‘’What’s the agenda for today?’’ 

‘’Okay, so first we’re going to walk on a trail with a tourist guide, do whatever we want, maybe some birdwatching and eat dinner? And then once it’s night time, return and roast some marshmallows over the bonfire. How does that sound?’’ 

‘’Lovely,’’ you smiled and Denki nodded. ‘’Yeah, so…’’ he pulled out his phone and nodded to himself.

‘’The tour begins in twenty minutes, so we’re here just in time. In the meanwhile, want to go outside and get to know the park?’’  

‘’Sure.’’ You said. Denki stepped out of the tent, and you followed, about to get up when he outstretched his hand towards you.

‘’Would you do me the honor, m’lady?’’ He then bowed dramatically, and you giggled as you took his hand, standing up on your feet. 

‘’Alright then Romeo, let’s go exploring.’’ 

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After hours of walking, one bird attack, and some roasted marshmallows later, you were curled up in your sleeping bag, the night calm and steady. Denki was right about the tent being tight, and honestly, you weren’t sure if you were thankful or just a nervous wreck. 

He was so close to you. His warm breath was fanning your closed eyes, and you swallowed nervously. Somehow, you ended up sleeping on your side, facing him, and now your hands were brushing against his, knees bumping every now and then. Slowly, you opened one eye and peeked at him. He was sound asleep, snoring. You giggled. You followed after, gently closing your eyes and falling into a deep slumber. That is, until you heard Denki’s hushed voice, and your shoulders gently being shaken by him.

‘’Psst! Y/N, wake up,’’ he murmured, and you slowly opened your eyes, mumbling in confusion. 

‘’Denki?’’ you murmured, sitting up and leaning your elbows. ‘’What’s going on?’’

‘’I have to show you something,’’ there was a gleeful smile on his lips. ‘’Can you get up? Let’s go, we have to sneak out.’’ 

‘’Mmm..’’ you groaned in protest, but eventually got up, dusted off your clothes, and trudged behind Denki, exiting the tent. You slipped on your running shoes, and he did the same.

Crickets were chirping, the wind was gentle tonight, and it was mostly ark tonight, other than the moon shining down. You looked up and smiled. Being away from the city and deep into nature, the stars in the sky were much visible. It was a beautiful sight. 

‘’Wow, it’s beautiful out here.’’ You commented. ‘’Yeah,’’ Denki replied, but he wasn’t looking at the sky. His gaze was pinned directly on you, a soft smile on his lips. ‘’It is.’’

His unwavering gaze made your face feel hot. So with a slight tremor in your walk, you went up towards him, waiting for him to take the lead. You stood next to one of the campfires, which had already been put out earlier, and there was nothing but some wood and ashes. 

‘’What did you want to show me?’’ You piped in, wringing your hands nervously, unsure how to feel with Denki’s sudden quietness and intense stare.

‘’Oh, it’s this way. C’mon.’’ Without any further warning, the blonde slipped his hand into yours, walking further away from the camping tents and into the sea of trees. Denki’s hand was really warm, and how he took your hand without hesitation made butterflies swarm in your stomach. 

You didn’t know where you were going. Lost sense of direction, and only clung to your friend’s hand. He was holding a flashlight in his other hand, leading the way. You stepped over tree branches, dead leaves and heard small critters chirp around you.

A few more minutes went by until you heard a noise. It was faint, but only grew louder the more you walked straight ahead. The unmistakable noise of water. You perked up, the haze of sleepiness clouding you quickly diminishing, and focused on the noise. You felt it too, how the air became cooler, and the sound of falling water slowly surrounding you.

You saw a gleam of water in the distance but was met with a wired fence in front of you. Confused, you turned to Denki. 

‘’Here, hold this,’’ he handed you the flashlight, before gripping the fence, slowly climbing upwards.

‘’Wait, Denki-!’’ You exclaimed when you realized what he was doing. Then your eyes swept to your sides, and your blood ran cold as you saw the big, bold and red warning sign that read; RESTRICTED AREA. ANY TRESPASSERS WILL BE ARRESTED AND FINED.

‘’Denki!” you hissed as he jumped over the wired fence, eyes darting around to make sure there wasn’t anyone else around. ‘’Are you sure this is legal?!’’

He nodded quickly,- a little too fast for your liking, which made your suspicions heighten. ‘’Of course, it is!’’ he responded eagerly, offering you his hand. ‘’Why wouldn’t it be?’’

You sighed. ‘’Because, it’s already dark, there’s no one here, and I’m pretty sure that sign to my left says that this area is off-limits.’’  

‘’Pfft, that old thing?’’ The blonde shrugged and shook his head in denial. ‘’Doesn’t matter. We’ll be fine!’’ He waved you off. 

‘’Anyway, can you throw over the flashlight? Then climb over here.’’ With a defeated groan, you threw the flashlight over the wired fence- which wasn’t too tall, around one and a half meters at most. 

Denki caught it in his hands, and you began to climb. Days, months of training helped you move quickly without any major difficulties, and before you knew it, you were on the top, springing towards the floor. Except, you didn’t notice the top of the fence had particularly sharp wire ends, and pressed your hand against it, before jumping down to the ground.

‘’Fuck!’’ You hissed when pain sprang from your palm and watched as blood seeped out of it. ‘’Oh god.’’

‘’Are you okay? What happened-oh.’’ Denki’s mouth fell shut when he noticed your bleeding hand. Then his eyes widened and he sprang into action. 

‘’Oh, shit! Does it hurt a lot? I’m so sorry,’’ he began to ramble, and looked around at his surroundings, anything to stop the bleeding. ‘’Fuck, shit,’’ the blonde took off his jacket and your eyes widened. 

‘’Wait, no Denki-! That’s one of your new jackets, it’ll get stained with the blood!’’ But he didn’t listen to you and insisted, wrapped one of the sleeves around your palm and gently pressed down, the cloth soaking up the blood.

‘’It doesn’t matter,’’ he stated. ‘’You’re hurt, and it’s my fault. I can’t just stand here and do nothing about it,’’ the last part of his sentence came out as a whisper, but you still caught the words with a frown.

‘’Hey,’’ you gently reached out for his arm, squeezing it reassuringly. ‘’It’s not your fault, okay? Don’t worry about it. It’s just a minor cut, I’ll be fine.’’

‘’But it is my fault,’’ he looked at you pleadingly, almost desperately. Your chest ached. 

‘’I’m so dumb, this is all my fault. If I hadn’t insisted on us trespassing, none of this would’ve happened. Fuck, I’m so sorry, I never meant for you to get hurt, I’m lucky enough as it is that you gave me a chance today -,’’ you stopped him with a finger against his lips, frowning at the sight of his watery eyes.

‘’Hey, hey, everything is okay,’’ you said gently, dropping your now wrapped left hand to the side, and held Denki’s chin with the other. 

‘’Everything will be alright. You’re not dumb, okay? Don’t ever say that,’’ his lip wobbled. ‘’And what do you mean, you’re lucky enough I gave you a chance? I would’ve said yes anytime, Denki.

‘’Wait...really?’’ He looked genuinely shocked, and it made your heart ache.

‘’Yes, I’m serious Denki. I’ve liked you for so long, didn’t you know?’’ 

‘’Oh.’’ His sudden silence from the shock made you giggle. But then his eyes drifted to your wrapped hand, and he frowned. 

‘’Hey, hey,’’ you murmured, bringing his attention from your hand to your face. ‘’My hand’s all wrapped up now, I’ll get it cleaned up on the way back, why don’t you show me wherever you wanted to go first?’’ Denki was quiet and didn’t remove his eyes from your face, and your heart stuttered when his gaze fell open your lips. 

‘’Okay,’’ he said but made no moves to step away. The blonde and you suddenly became aware of how little distance there was between the two of you. You couldn’t stop thinking about how tempting Denki’s lips looked, and his thoughts weren’t too far from yours. 

‘’Can I..can I kiss you?’’ The words left his mouth before he could even register them. You smiled, and instead of answering, you leaned forward.

A needy, almost desperate ghost of a groan left Denki’s throat when you met his lips, and you noticed how his eyes widened, but you merely smiled against his mouth. He wasn’t rough, but his movements were fast, desperate as if this would be the last time his lips met yours.

Your hands trailed to his hair, gently toying with the tips, and Denki melted even more into the kiss. It was enthralling, kissing your friend, but before you could get carried away, you pulled away, hands resting on the blonde’s chest. It was heaving up and down, and you smiled at the sight of Denki’s pink lips, now swollen and reddish.

‘’You know, when you asked me out earlier today, I didn’t expect things to end up like this,’’ you commented, and the boy chuckled.

‘’Yeah, me either.’’ He slowly took your hand in his once again, and the two of you began to walk forward. Your surroundings were pretty much the same as before, walking in a multitude of trees and nature, with no clear path ahead.

‘’I heard water,’’ you said. ‘’Earlier, when we arrived at the fence. Is there a lake or something here?’’

Denki gave you a sly smile. ‘’Maybe. You’ll have to wait and see for yourself, Y/N-chan.’’ You smiled at his response, and the two of you fell back into a comfortable silence, feet trudging along the grass and dirt.

‘’We’re almost there,’’ he said, and you could tell. There were fewer trees as if forming a path straight forward. Finally, you caught the sight of the water, and let out a breathless sigh. It was a beautiful sight. There was a waterfall across the forest, the water pouring down into a lake below, and with the moon shining on it, it left you mesmerized.

‘’Oh, be careful,’’ Denki held you back when you walked forward, eyes pinned on the waterfall. ‘’It’s a cliff here, so we don’t want to walk too far and fall, but we can sit on the edge if you want to.’’

‘’Yeah,’’ you agreed and smiled. The two of you walked forward, hands clasped together tightly. Soon enough, you reached the edge of the cliff and tentatively, peeked at the bottom. Your stomach lurched a bit, seeing the distance, but instead, you ripped your gaze away from it and sat down with Denki. 

‘’I really enjoyed today,’’ you commented, swinging your legs back and forth. Denki looked at you, and his hand slowly crept to yours as he gave you a nervous smile.

‘’I’m glad,’’ he said. ‘’I wanted it to be special for you.’’ 

You exhaled with a small smile, before quickly leaning towards the blonde, landing a brief kiss on his mouth, and pulling away. Despite kissing earlier, his face still went red as a tomato.

‘’Oh-oh wow,’’ he looked dumbfounded before his face brightened. ‘’… does this mean I get horny rights-?’’ 

You sighed but cracked a smile. ‘’Say that again and I’m pushing you off this cliff, Denki.’’ 

‘’Okay, okay,’’ he raised his hands in surrender, and gave you a lopsided grin. ‘’It was worth a try.’’ 

a/n: ahh!! this was my first time writing for denki, i hope it’s okay!! i struggle with characterization a lot. anyways, check out the Cupid’s Arrow masterlist if you want more Valentine’s Day themed content! 

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[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

Bathtub sex. That's it that's the request. (okay also let me tell you again how much I'm enjoying your writing. The latest one had me squealing at the sweetness of Sooga caring for his master but also... like, talk about depth when it comes to Kohga?? Of course he wants to be strong. And he IS strong, and it's hard to be vulnerable and... ahh you're so good at writing this sort of thing) So yeah, bathtub hanky-panky plz XD

Thank you for the kind words, really! Means so much to me! As for your request, you can ABSOLUTELY have some bathtub fun times! I’ve written them in the tub before, but I have NOT done hanky panky, and shame on me for that.

“I still can’t believe you let me do this.”

Kohga and Sooga were in Kohga’s bath, and both were in the middle of undoing their hair from their classic yiga styling. Kohga chuckled as he fluffed it up in his hands.

“What? Be in my bathroom?”

“Yes. Many of us find it a rather sacred place, and it means a lot, that you deem me worthy of this.”

“‘Worthy’ this and ‘worthy’ that with you. I like you, and you look good naked, it ain’t that deep.”

He held Sooga’s face in his hand, lightly squeezing his chin.

“BUT. It’s sweet, in a way, knowing it means something to you. It’s why I got you a little something.”

Kohga let go of his face, in order to dig into the cabinet. From it, he pulled out a yellow candle, giving it to Sooga.

“This is...for me?”

“Yeah, your favorite is those electric Safflina , right? Saw this candle at the market yesterday, figured you’d really like it.”

“Oh. That’s...very kind of you to remember. Thank you.”

“God you’re smiling that big, dumb smile of yours. Just light it and get in the tub with me.”

Kohga always waved off any sort of praise from Sooga like that. Such simple gestures were nothing to Kohga, but they were everything to Sooga. Sooga lit the candle (along with god knows how many others Kohga liked to have around), before joining him in the tub. There was something so indulgent about Kohga’s tub. Full of flowers, steam, and fragrances, it was like a spa. And what else did a spa have? A handsome guy there to give just the best spa treatment. Aka, Sooga, massaging his scalp in his favorite shampoo.

“Master Kohga, please stop squirming, you know it needs to sit for a moment.”

“Wouldn’t squirm if you’d stop touchin’ my damn ears!”

“...Your ears are cute, I never get to see them.”

Kohga grumbled something about Sooga being a sap, before he begrudgingly let Sooga continue. Sooga, ever since he was allowed in the bath, assumed full responsibility of making sure Kohga was clean. It was annoying, but it was cute, and less work on his end. Plus...it felt nice, having those big, nice hands roaming his frame. It was nice, how careful he was with him. And how there wasn’t a single spot he wouldn’t clean. From his back, to his arms...right to his legs. Kohga leaned up against Sooga, and stopped his hand as soon as it went between his legs. He didn’t wash there TOO much, for ‘honors sake’ as he put it, but why would he have Sooga half ass something with him? Just wasn’t right.

“You know Sooga, you really should take more care of me, if I let you do this.”

“Pardon?”

“I’m saying you need to really clean me here. If YOU’RE gonna do it, do it right.”

Kohga saw the wheels turning in his big, dumb head, and it took him SO long to process what he meant.

“Ah. I see. I suppose I have been slacking, Master Kohga. Please, do forgive me.”

He wrapped an arm around Kohga, before using his other hand to start to lightly stroke Master Kohga’s cock. He was always so slow at first. It was cute, but god dammit Kohga liked his shit right out of the gate. He was going to complain about it, before Sooga leaned down, and pressed his lips against Kohga’s, It was soft, smooth kiss, and it kinda made Kohga forget that Sooga’s hand could be going MUCH faster. Kohga chuckled once they parted, cupping the side of his face.

“Now THIS is way more like it. You know, I like a LOT of things about you, but my favorite thing has gotta be those hands of yours. Though, the hair is a damn close second.”

He wasn’t gonna be the only one getting something out of their little bathtime. He watched Sooga slightly melt as Kohga dug his fingers through his hair, giving it just an ever so slight pull. Sooga chuckled, clearly not expecting Kohga to get frisky in return.

“I like many things about you as well. Your way with words, your nice hair, your ever so skilled hands…”

Sooga’s thoughts drifted off as Kohga pulled him into another kiss, chuckling into it. Sooga lightly squeezed at his balls, before returning to stroking his nice, thick cock. It was borderline romantic, how he was treating Kohga. Not his usual cup of tea, but...Kohga liked Sooga. A lot. Kohga chuckled, lightly shaking his head as Sooga gave him such a loving set of puppy dog eyes.

“Ha. You love me. Idiot. You got the biggest, fattest crush on me.”

“I do, I really, really do.”

Sooga chuckled, quickening his pace on his hand just a little bit. He knew his Master liked it fast, but Sooga MUCH preferred it when they took things slow. It was cute, watching his Master slowly unravel in his hands. He pressed his lips against his bare shoulder, sighing at the soft, aromatic skin.

“Even eight pack Sidon?”

“I do like you. I like you so very much, I can’t imagine myself really liking anyone but you.”

“Even him.”

“Even the Goron Sweetheart, Daruk?”

“That’s you, Master Kohga.”

Kohga looked up at him, as if he was offended. So what if he was stroking his cock in a nice and hot bath? Didn’t mean he could talk shit.

“Excuse me, I can’t be the only one here who thinks Gorons are hot as hell.”

“You must be, because quite frankly, I don’t. Daruk is...sweet, and rather simple. Not my type.”

“It’s mine. Makes sense why I like you. Especially when you tie that with the pretty hair, I like the pretty hair.”

Sooga took his turn to huf, burying his face in the crook of his Master’s neck, speeding up his palm just a little.

“...who has the better hair?”

“Don’t tell me you’re getting into a pissing contest with DARUK of all people.”

“I am not. It’s just a question.”

Kohga laughed, sort of finding it hard to think as Sooga’s hand was starting to speed up still. THIS was way more like it.

“Look, I like YOU, what does it matter?”

“It doesn’t answer my question.”

“You jealous dog.”

Kohga chuckled, leaning up to peck at his neck. He sighed as he relaxed in Sooga’s arms, starting to feel that build up in his gut. He let Sooga look at him in eagerness, before he finally relented.

“You BOTH have pretty hair. But trust me, I like yours a lot better. He’s the sorta ‘dumb blonde’ type. While it’s cute, I like yours a lot better. Super soft and long. I like YOU a lot more, Sooga.”

“Good. While I have no qualms with you being in bed with others...I dislike the idea that you’d like them better than me.”

Jealous little Sooga, muttering his bitterness right into Kohga’s ear as his hand started to very quickly pump his cock, making him squirm in his grip. Kohga laughed, digging his fingers in his hair, and giving it a nice, good pull.

“It’s like food, Sooga. I like Tabantha bakes, but no way would I take them over my bananas. I don’t like anyone more than you.”

“I don’t know, I see how often you look at Rhoam’s rear end.”

“Listen, dude’s got some thunder cheeks, I can’t stop that.”

They both shared a snicker at that. While they were somewhat kidding, Kohga DID think Rhoam was such a dilf.

“You’re such a unique man, Master Kohga. I know I personally couldn’t love anyone more than you. No one. No one is prettier than you, no one is as sweet as you, no one plagues my thoughts like you do. There isn’t anyone in the world more hunky than you.”

Kohga didn’t need much else. Aside from the fact that his palm was working so fast against him, those sweet, honest words were enough to make Kohga cum, clinging onto Sooga’s arm as he did just that. He laid against Sooga as he sighed in relief, though it didn’t last long, given the fact that Sooga started to decorate his face in kisses. Kohga laughed, pushing his face away.

“Sooga come ON! You just made me cum, can you give me two seconds before you get all mushy gushy on me?”

“No. Because I love you so much, I want to be the only one in your thoughts. Not Daruk, not anyone.”

“Even Link?”

“...”

Sooga suddenly got out of the bath, covering himself in a towel. Kohga cocked his head from the tub.

“Where are you going?”

“I have a knight to neuter.”

“Sooga, come on, enough joking, that’s-wait why do you have your sword? Sooga? SOOGA NO-”

[unfortunatelysirius]

! DEAR BROTHER, HOW I HATE THEE /// BUCKY BARNES x READER

╰❂╮ prompt ╰❂╮ You’re Tony Stark’s secretary, and also his sister, but there’s this one thing you can’t let him find out: your crush on the newest addition to the Avengers team, James Buchanan Barnes. ╰❂╮ author’s note ╰❂╮ I’m finally getting around to trying out new fandoms. Hope you guys like this; if you do, pls tell me, because I feel like it’s garbage and I’m sorry if it sucks D: Love you guys btw! Send some positivity my way pls, I’m going through some shitty times with rlly toxic people and it’s a struggle to get out of friendships with people you’ve known since childhood. AS ANOTHER SIDE NOTE, if you want tagged in future Avengers imagines, shoot me a message or just comment bc yoooo, I’ll totally do it. And rememberrrr, my inbox is open! And I’m always looking for fresh ideas for my imagines :))) ╰❂╮ warnings ╰❂╮ Swearing, Fluff ╰❂╮ word count ╰❂╮ 3869

   If there was one thing you absolutely hated about your brother—not counting his oversized ego—it’d be his habit of meddling in your affairs. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t hide secrets from Anthony Stark. It just didn’t work that way, especially with all the security cameras and the blabber-mouthed Avengers that littered the Tower.

         But there was this one secret that, if gotten out, and if exposed to the male members of the team, you’d probably move to Alaska.

         You had the biggest, fattest, most obviously obvious crush on the Avengers’ new recruit, Bucky Barnes.

         Truth be told, if it were up to you, you wouldn’t be enduring the phases of a crush. You didn’t want to be infatuated with someone who probably cared more for succulents than they did for you. The butterflies, the stomach cramps, the anxiety, the sweaty palms; you were certain Bucky noticed your behavior around him, and he probably found it uncomfortable, and it most certainly made him avoid you, but what were you supposed to do? Stay rooted in your office all day? That was not a plan you felt obligated to disclose—especially not to your crazy-ass brother. If it was up to Tony, he would have locked you in your office by now; if he ever caught you, his puny little sister, attempting to join in on field combat again, he’d probably have a heart attack. And Pepper would have your head.

         Well, maybe not. Pepper liked you. But that was liable to change if you killed her boyfriend. And Tony would turn you into Rapunzel if you kept trying to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent when you were a freakin’ secretary.

         That’s one reason why you couldn’t share your latest fancy with your brother. With all the history of Bucky being the Winter Soldier, and you always getting into trouble that’d always wind up with you sustaining some sort of injury, he’d worry himself into early sickness. You told Tony everything, only starting with the trend of raw honesty after Tony revealed that he had cameras out in the hall from your room and basically knew everything you’d ever done wrong, but this was just something he’d try and sabotage in any possible way he could.

         However, that didn’t mean you couldn’t tell other people. It just had to be outside of hearing range for the Tower. That’s what had you and Wanda Maximoff at a café around the corner from Stark Tower. A populated place that was nowhere near Tony and his rampant, exaggerative mind.

         “Oh my gosh, Wanda,” you groaned into the table, barely managing to thank the waitress as she deposited your and Wanda’s coffees and blueberry muffins in between the two of you. You peeked up, giving Wanda your best I’m-dying eyes, fit with half-slanted eyelids and creased corners. “He’s just so handsome… I can’t be normal around him. Like, how do you be normal around cute boys?”

         Wanda pursed her lips. She had taken a dainty sip of her mocha latte through your rant, and was only just putting it down when you turned your pleading gaze to her. “Well,” she said slowly, “I do not think I am the best person to approach with this information. Neither Natasha. Do you have any secretary friends you can talk to about this?”

         Your eyes turned withering. You regarded your coffee and muffin as irrelevant, pausing only for a moment to take in the delectable blueberries bursting out of the muffin-skin, before you raised your head to its full height. “You and Natasha are the only people I talk to,” you said. You sounded whiney, but you were freaking out about this, so honestly, you didn’t care. You jutted out your bottom lip, thinking a pout could win her over, and evoke from her advice. “Please?”

         A pause. Then Wanda finally sighed. “If you really want a relationship out of this, then you should approach him with your feelings,” she told you. “Feelings are no good when they stay just that: feelings.”

         “That’s true,” you said. You took a bite out of your muffin, nearly turning into goo at the scrumptious taste. “He’s just so… stoic. And he hardly smiles, or laughs. Sometimes I don’t know if he wants to kill me, feels nothing for me, or finds me likable. I mean, I hope it’s the latter, but let’s face it; the only person he truly likes in that tower is Steve, and on rare occasions, he even enjoys Natasha’s company. I’m just… a background nuisance.”

         “No, you are not.” Wanda shook her head at you. She took her hands from her coffee cup, moving them out so she could place them on your own hands. She gave you a stern, motherly look. “You must get to know him better. Try your hand at being his friend, and then, see where the road takes you. You will do nothing for yourself if you continue to mope.”

         You nodded frantically. “Yeah, yeah—that’s a great idea—but, wait…” You sighed. “What do I do about Tony?”

         Wanda rolled her eyes. “Pay him no mind,” she said, pulling away a hand to wave it dismissively in the air. “You’re a grown woman. He does not own you. Unless you are a product of Stark Industries, and you are no human, but a robot in disguise. Are you?”

         “No…”

         “There you have it, then. Talk to Bucky, and see where he stands.” She leaned back in the booth seat, taking a long sip of her coffee. You proceeded to do the same.

         Maybe she was right… You did need to start getting to know Bucky better. And you needed to stop letting Tony influence and dictate your life. After all, Bucky was only a man, and if he was as truly stoic as you thought he was, then your feelings would be one-sided and Tony would get his wish: you, single forever, an eternal bachelorette.

         -

         You were making breakfast in the kitchen Tony had on the Avengers floor (as well as the floor you stayed in, when you weren’t at your apartment in the city), clad in Hello Kitty pajamas, when you had your first encounter of the week with Bucky. You were humming to an old 80’s song, stirring pasta, and there came a deep, throaty chuckle, then his husky voice as he said, “Is that Billie Jean?”

         You jumped, a sharp squeak leaving you. A flush lit you up from head to toe, and if it wasn’t Bucky—if it was another Avenger, someone you were comfortable enough around to be yourself—you might have broken into a fit of, “Oh my god, oh my god”’s. However, just your luck, it was Bucky who graced you with his presence, seeing you in your pajamas, watching you as you jammed out to imaginary Michael Jackson records. This was downright embarrassing.

         You slowly turned to look at him. You fought back the even redder shade of blush that was struggling its way up your throat, choosing (from a multitude of other embarrassing ways to act around Bucky) to smile nervously and teeter-tot on your heels. If the symptoms of your crush were going to burn you alive, you might as well smile through the death and destruction. Bucky began to look expectant when you merely stood there and smiled at him, which made you remember you hadn’t yet replied to him. “Oh, u-um, yeah!” you said, through such a high pitch, that you internally face-palmed. Way to give yourself away, dumbass. “I was just…”

         “Dancing?” Bucky raised an eyebrow. A smirk was beginning to twitch at his lips, fighting to make its debut appearance. “That’s a bit of a safety hazard when cooking, doll.”

         Doll? Did he just call me doll? That deep-red shade you were trying to fight off your face… You were now a goner to your body’s dysfunctions. You flushed deeply, and your smile turned into a clumsy line that revealed just how much strength you had in the face of a handsome, well-mannered man, meaning zero. “There’s a reason why Tony keeps me locked up in the office all day,” you said, with an unsure laugh. “He says I make a habit of hurting myself when I’m alone. Apparently, I’m a trouble magnet!”

         Bucky’s eyebrows raised, and he no longer tried hiding his smirk. He looked amused. “Clearly,” he murmured.

         “Well, uh—” You stopped talking. You really didn’t know where you were heading with that. The curious look on his face, though, made you take a deep breath and say, “Shouldn’t you be at training?”

         Bucky’s eyes turned wide, and his smirk disappeared. He put a nervous hand on his neck, scratching at it—like this was a question he really didn’t want to answer. “Well, uh—” he parroted, looking just as jumpy as you had felt when you, too, had uttered the words. “I just wanted—I, well… I thought you might want some company.”

         You blinked. You hadn’t expected that. “Well… I could always use someone to talk to while I cook.” Your expression considerably brighter, you turned back to your pasta—which had almost burned while you were busy talking to Bucky.

         A loud scrapping sound told you Bucky had sat down, and the prickling sensation on your neck told you that he was staring. After about three minutes of you moving the pasta off the burner and putting together a marinara sauce, you decided to say something. You said over your shoulder, “So, you like Michael Jackson?”

         Bucky said, “Yes.” A simple answer.  

         “I do too,” you replied, a smile on your face as you put the marinara sauce in a pan to heat. You turned to him. “Would you want to eat with me?” At the startled expression on his face, you backtracked, a sense of panic welling up in you— “Wait, uh—only if you want to—”

         “Sure,” said Bucky, reverting you back to your normal, albeit fidgety, state. “Pasta’s nice.”

         “Oh.” You blinked. You weren’t expecting that answer. “Okay, cool!” The raised eyebrow he shot you at the amount of pent-up excitement in your tone made you feel a tad bit abashed, but what did that matter—you were having dinner with James Buchanan Barnes.

         You couldn’t stop smiling all throughout dinner, so distracted by your conversations with Bucky (and the astonishing fact that he was smiling and laughing with you, two elements of a human’s behavioral personality, which he apparently lacked, that caused you to think he disliked you) that you forgot one teeny, tiny detail about Stark Tower…

         -

         Tony cornered you the next morning, nearly sloshing your coffee all down your shirt in his haste to get to you. “You couldn’t have picked a worse person to deflower you, huh?”

         You stopped walking. What the hell? “Did you really just say ‘deflower’? What are you—fifty?”        

         “Better than being in my 90s,” Tony said snidely, an obvious reference you weren’t automatically getting, before grabbing your arm. He ignored your look of annoyance and pulled you to in front of him. “That tin-armed hand-me-down is still in the works about becoming normal, Y/N/N. One little snap, and you could be killed. You understand that?”

         “What—are you talking about Bucky?” At Tony’s deadpan expression, you had to let out a sigh; of course he saw. Of course! He had cameras in every stinkin’ crevice of this damned Tower. “Tony… there’s nothing going on between us.” Well, you wished there was, but he didn’t need to know that. “And besides, Bucky is a person. Stop talking about him like he isn’t.”

         Tony rubbed a hand over his face in exasperation. “Bucky is a person… He’s got you brainwashed, or infatuated, because all I see is a man who murdered our damn parents, Y/N.”

         You pushed him off of you. “That wasn’t him,” you snapped. “He wasn’t in control of himself. If you want to blame anyone, blame Hydra. Stop being a dickhead about it.”

         Tony’s eyes darkened. He went to say something, but he must have thought better of it because he merely shook his head, then briskly walked back down the hallway. When you got to your office, you couldn’t help the long, angry screech that left you in the safety of your personal four walls; if there was anyone who could frustrate you most in this world, it was your brother.

         -

         Taking long and well-thought measures to avoid someone usually resulted in you avoiding other people, too. Which included all of the Avengers. It wasn’t that much of a surprise when a knock on your office door sounded before Natasha was waltzing right in, a look of pure anger on her face.

         “Why are you avoiding us?” she said brusquely, barely paying your deer-in-headlights expression any attention as she plopped down on the meeting chair placed in front of your desk.

         “I’m avoiding Tony.”

         Natasha breathed out a scoff, then began to laugh. “He lives here, Y/N. How exactly did you think you were going to avoid him? Avoid us?”

         She had got you there. Your expression fell into a thin line teetering on the edge of shame, barely concealing your embarrassment. “I know… but he—”

         Natasha threw up a dismissive hand. “Whatever he did to you, it can’t be bad enough a reason for you to avoid everyone and lock yourself up in this tiny little prison you call an ‘office.’” She snorted. “Barnes is worried.”

         You were beginning to look away, not able to meet Natasha’s eyes while she was busy chastising you, but her final words caught your attention. You immediately turned to look at her. “Wait—what?”

         There was that meddling look that Tony was always giving you. Befit with a raised brow and hollowed-out cheeks, Natasha smirked. “Barnes. He’s worried about you. He’s the one who asked me to come check on you. He said Tony probably locked you up to keep you out of trouble.”

         Wow. I didn’t think Bucky cared enough to do that. Maybe there was a lot of things you didn’t know about Bucky. You pursed your lips, then said—“You can tell him I’m fine.”

         Natasha got this look on her face, before she was tilting her face towards the door leading to your office. “Why don’t you tell him yourself?”

         Before you could ask what she meant by that, the door to your office was pushing open, and Bucky stuck his head out from between the frame. His frown seemed bashful, and he didn’t meet your gaze head-on. “Hey, doll. Can I come in?”

         Doll. Again. You ignored Natasha’s knowing stare when you replied, “Oh, y-yeah—of course.”

         “Guess I’ll be off,” Natasha said loudly, rising from the office chair. She sent you a wink. “I’ll get Tony to lay off with the brotherly love.” She smirked.

         You waved her off awkwardly, biting hard on your lip as she passed Bucky and shot him a wicked, cheeky grin. Bucky mumbled a few choice words, shoving at her shoulder; he certainly seemed embarrassed by whatever implications were in her expression.

         When Bucky was out of the door’s range, and Natasha’s clacking heels were no longer heard above the ventilation, the two of you sat in a still, awkward silence. You were twiddling with your fingers, and Bucky was staring at his feet, both of you too introverted and shy to really speak the first words. However, in the midst of your frantic thoughts (Oh God, what do I say, what do I do, is he mad at me? Did I do something wrong?) you didn’t notice Bucky look up from his boots, or see him sink into the same chair that Natasha had only been occupying moments before. He looked at you for a long moment, and only when the hair-raising feeling that accompanied people’s centered gazes intensified did you finally look up.

         “Oh,” you said dumbly. “Hi.”

         Bucky’s lips twitched. The barest hint of a smile crawled onto his lips. “Hi.”

         You didn’t know what to say. Neither did Bucky, it seemed. This was extremely awkward, and you wondered why Natasha had to leave when she knew the two of you were the quietest members of the Tower; conversations were difficult to uphold when Bucky was silent most of the time and simplistic in his rare answers, and you always stopped before you could begin when it came to speaking.

         However, you must have misjudged Bucky for being defiant in his silence. He slowly crossed his arms, continuing to stare into your eyes, before saying, “Did Tony do something?”

         Your mouth fell agape before you were gathering your senses. Don’t be such an open book, idiot. “He said some things I didn’t like,” you said finally. “So we’re not on speaking terms, at the moment.”

         Bucky’s face brightened, then dulled. Like he was wanting a different answer. Like he knew exactly what you were talking about. “Ah,” he said. “Does the word ‘deflower’ really bother you that much?”

         Oh, shit. Did he—? “Wait.” Your reply was slow, calculated. “Did you overhear our conversation?”

         Bucky nodded.

         You sighed. Well, he must think I’m obsessed with him or something, defending him like I’m his girlfriend. “Tony’s… an asshole. I’m sorry he said the things he did.” There, that sounded friendly enough. You didn’t want to come off as a fangirl.

         Bucky just shook his head, looking determined. And like he didn’t really care about Tony, and his wonderful way with words. Bucky leaned forward, propping his crossed arms on your desk. He was close enough for you to smell his cologne, and close enough that your gaze immediately flickered towards his lips. “You said there’s nothing going on between us… What if I said there is something?”

         This conversation was heading in a direction you were not anticipating. Your jaw fell open again, eyes going wide with shock. “W-What?”

         Bucky stared at you. He seemed less confident now, with your expression of bewilderment so blatant. He started leaning back into his chair. “I’m sorry—was that too forward?”

         Now, you were dubious. Why wasn’t he referencing all the fangirl moments you’d have around him? Was he just oblivious? Since it appeared like he was embarrassed, for lack of a better word, you began to push forward in your seat; you latched a hand around his flesh arm. “N-No!” you shouted, before quieting, a blush on your face. “No… I just didn’t expect you to think that way about me, is all.”

         Bucky was the one to look dubious now. “I thought I was obvious about it.”

         “No, if anyone was obvious, it was me.” You laughed and shook your head. “Always giggling around you, and stuttering. And don’t get me started on the blushing. It’s like you’ve turned me into a schoolgirl again.”

         Bucky’s handsome face lit up with a smile. Not a smirk—a smile. It made your stomach do flips. “I guess I just didn’t think someone like you would like someone like me. I’m surprised… I even came up here. I was actually going to your office to ask you out on a date when… you and your brother talked, but when you said there was nothing going on, I just thought… And then you were avoiding Stark, which made me think maybe, you were lying, and maybe his words made you more angry than I thought.”

         That was the most Bucky had ever said to you. Maybe even around anyone in this Tower, including Steve—which made you feel smug inside. You smiled at him, and reached out a hand to lay gently on his jaw. “Well, you’re here now,” you told him softly.

         He smiled back at you. “Yeah. I am.” He cupped the back of your neck with his human hand and pulled you into a swooping kiss.

         You were shocked—completely shocked—by the amount of butterflies that lit up in your belly at the sensation of Bucky’s lips on yours. You thought the movies and books were lying when they said kissing was like a Fourth of July show. He tasted like coffee—black, no creamer and no sugar, the same way you liked your own coffee—and he smelled even more heavenly, making you nestle closer as the grip tightened on the hair at your nape. His lips grew harder against your own, moving passionately (as though both were pieces to the same puzzle) and it made you feel light, like you were airborne, the way he tasted and felt.

         So caught in this amazing feeling, you didn’t hear the door open. But you did hear the outraged noises that left whoever it was that barged in.

         “What the hell, Y/N?! Does this look like nothing to you?” your brother yelped, seeming completely bewildered by the sight of you and Bucky locked in a kiss.

         You pulled away, wracked with a sense of smugness at the deprived sound that left Bucky’s throat. You gave him a soft smile before moving your chair sideways to take a peek at the door. Tony was there, mouth fully popped open, pointing a finger between you and Bucky, like he was in utter disbelief; you were sure in that empty brain of his, he was praying for this to be nothing but a vicious nightmare, his greatest worries coming true.

         How sad it’d be when he woke up tomorrow morning to find that this was a reality, a reality not going anywhere anytime soon.

          You left your hand on top of Bucky’s as you said, “You know, Tony, it’s kind of rude to barge into a room without knocking first.”

         Tony spluttered, and gaped, raising an angry finger. Similar to how he acted when you called him a dickhead. “I’ll have you know—”

         “You own this place, you can do anything you want, you’re the great Tony Stark—blah, blah, blah.” You caught the amused smirk on Bucky’s face. And a startled look. He was probably confused about your banter with Tony; you could be talkative to people you really cared about, but the shyness came out in front of strangers and groups. You threw Tony a frown. “Listen, Tony—I get that you think you have some sort of sibling protection rules you live religiously by, but let’s be a little bit more lenient about my dating life… Okay? Okay. Now please—get out and go gossip to the Avengers about me. I know you really want to.”

         An outraged look appeared on Tony’s face. “Don’t think this is over!” he said angrily, before he was sweeping out of your office; there wasn’t a doubt in your mind that he was heading to the Avengers to mope and ask for advice on how to sabotage your relationship.

         You sighed, looking back at Bucky. He was already looking at you, and he was smirking. “Dating, huh?” he said, sounding pleased.

         You swatted at him playfully; now that you knew he didn’t hate you, it was much easier to be comfortable with him. “Oh, shut up and kiss me.”

         And he did.

[rapperkookz]

Rush!BTΣ — college!au, borderline crackhead au w/ @cynoirsure

a story about three friends and their obstacles of relationships, academic excellence, and figuring out that international kids aren’t all that bad.

20/35 (Lineage Bonding Part 2)

word count: 1.8k genre: fluff, crack, roasting warnings: swearing

Narrator’s POV

Meanwhile, at Namjoon’s apartment, Jungkook was currently cowering with . Killmonger in tow under the harsh judgement of the Beta Tau president, who was currently squinting at something Jungkook had . said.

“Little, you can’t really convince me that you aren’t the first person to catch feelings.” Namjoon raised an eyebrow. Jungkook had just joked around saying that he didn’t know feelings because all he did was fuck around, but Namjoon and Yoongi were skeptical about the youngest making such a bold statement.

“Yeah, if y/n got hurt, you’d be the first person to kick the other person’s ass.” Yoongi remarked, the youngest pouting  at his grand.

“Well, we all know Jimin hyung would be the first, I’m just a close second-”

“Grand, we all . know that you’re way taller than Jiminie and you’d outrun him because you have longer legs,” Yoongi cut him off, the youngest pouting even more.

“Wasn’t Jimin just texting the group chat complaining about the both of you going to the gym last week and he couldn’t keep up? Kook, I think you really underestimate your own athletic ability, especially since you’re in the running to join the olympic volleyball team.” Namjoon shook his head, sighing. Jungkook, anxious with all the attention on him, decided to keep himself busy by playing one of the cat’s paws that was currently outstretched from the sleeping figure on his lap.

“Hyung, what are you trying to say?” Jungkook chuckled nervously, squeezing the paw gently before the cat’s limb back onto his lap.

“I think what Namjoon’s trying to say is if someone accidentally bumped into y/n and spilled water on her shirt, you’d probably punt them into next week. Just tell her you like her and . go, Kook.” Yoongi reached over to pat Jungkook’s head. Jungkook rolled his eyes, looking over at Yoongi with a raised eyebrow.

“Enough about me, you two already know there’s another elephant in the room that’s way bigger than my feelings for y/n.” Jungkook’s eyes locked on his target for his next attack. Yoongi raised an eyebrow, interested to hear what Jungkook had to say. Namjoon also knew what Jungkook had in mind, smirking at his Big from the other side of Jungkook. “Grand?”

Yoongi, upon realizing what Jungkook was going to say, suddenly became nervous. “What...About me?” He only asked carefully, attempting to sink into Namjoon’s couch while hugging the koala head.

“Grand you have the biggest crush on Jinhee noona and it shows. If you guys weren’t rehearsing together for the solo concert,  I would have thought you were here stalker with the amount of pictures of her that I see on your phone whenever I steal it.” Yoongi cursed inwardly at the youngest’s observation, Namjoon’s face slowly twisting into more of a dismayed look.

“Ah, Jinhee...? Big are you sure about that?” Namjoon questioned carefully. Yoongi’s eyebrow raised at Namjoon, the eldest tilting his head.

“What do you mean, Little?”

“Well, we all know that Jinhee and Seokjin basically share the same brain cell, but you can barely handle being around Seokjin, even if he is your line bro. You roomed with him last year, didn’t you?” Namjoon recalled the situation between them clearly, Yoongi sitting up abruptly with a sigh of frustration.

“What? No! When she’s alone she’s so quiet! She hums under her breath when she doesn’t know what to say and I think she’s only loud when she’s around Seokjin because she’s comfortable with him and I just wanna be the same way like, maybe this year and maybe soon! Plus, she’s the only girl that Killmonger hasn’t tried to kill in one night, so...” Namjoon blinked at his Big’s outburst, blinking and exchanging looks with Jungkook.

“...Little really wasn’t kidding when he said your crush on Jinhee shows.” Namjoon and Jungkook burst out into laughter, Yoongi’s nose scrunching in embarrassment.

“Don’t forget he almost beat up Jimin hyung when he tried to sleep with her.”  Jungkook managed to say the sentence through his laughter, slapping Yoongi’s thigh as he was laughing. Yoongi rolled his eyes, flicking Jungkook’s forehead.

“Sorry, not all of us can successfully sleep with the girl we’ve been pining for all year when we get alone.” Jungkook whined once more, pouting up at Yoongi.

“Hey! You’ve been crushing on noona for super long, haven’t you? Ever since Seokjin hyung and you roomed together . last year? That’s what Big told me!” Jungkook wiggled against Namjoon, the boy’s headache growing as he heard the two of them bickering.

“Before I lose it with you two, let’s just put on a movie and call it a night.” Namjoon massaged his temples, casting Netflix from his phone. Jungkook flopped back into the couch, huffing and crossing his arms. The cat that was . once sleeping in his arms was now fully awake and loudly meowing on Jungkook’s lap, attempting to knead his thighs. The younger one winced at the pain for a little before lifting the cat onto Yoongi’s lap as Infinity War started playing, the eldest happy with taking his cat back.

They only got to the part where the Hulk crashed into New York, about 10 minutes in, when Yoongi straightened from where he was sitting.

“Hold the fuck up Little, don’t act like I don’t know about this lil budding romance you have with y/n’s line sister.” Namjoon’s ears perked up at Yoongi’s sudden comment, Jungkook’s eyes going back and forth between his Big and Grand.

“Oh? Okay, attack me Big.” Namjoon smirked. Jungkook took a few seconds to process who it was before he gasped from between the two.

“Oh my God. Grand means Rosa. Big, you have a thing with Rosa?”

“We’re talking,” he said casually, “It’s no secret.”

“I’m offended you didn’t tell me,” Jungkook frowned crossing his arms. Namjoon rolled his eyes and put his arm around the younger boy.

“You have your own relationship stuff to deal with Little Bro, I didn’t want to add on with my potential romance.” He grinned, “Be honest with us, what is y/n to you?”

“y/n? She’s like...the girl of my dreams.” Jungkook said with a smile, “She never fails to brighten my day, seriously just hearing her name makes me happy. God, when she was mad at me about the thing with Lisa, I’ve never felt so shitty in my entire life-”

“Why did you dance with Lisa at the club that one time?” Yoongi asked.

“I don’t know, I was drunk, horny, and being stupid. But then as soon as I saw y/n and Mingyu making out I...fuck I wanted to punch his face so bad, and Mingyu’s like one of my best friends.” He sighed. “That was when I realized that I didn’t want to fuck around with other people. Thinking about y/n being with another guy pisses me off, and I just want her to be mine.”

“Why don’t you tell her then?” Namjoon chuckled, “Rosa and I talk about it all the time.”

“Big, I don’t even know if she likes me like that.” Jungkook frowned.

“That’s bullshit, y/n has the fattest crush on you, and you’re so incredibly whipped for her.” Yoongi said.

“Funny of you to say that Big, when that’s exactly what’s happening right now with you and Jinhee.”

“Hey don’t turn this on me Little, we were talking about my Grand.” Yoongi said defensively, scooping up Killmonger and paying attention to the movie that was playing in the background. Namjoon only grinned, shaking his head at his lineage. Jungkook rolled his eyes at the two older ones, leaning onto Namjoon.

The three of them ended up crying to the movie by the end, as well as got into a conversation about who at Beta Tau would disintegrate when Thanos snapped his fingers.

--

“Big...I’m bi.” Taehyung said aloud from the couch in the lounge of his dorm, Seokjin turning around from the stove.

“...Is this supposed to be new news, Little?” Seokjin blinked at him, Taehyung going to open his mouth before he processed what Seokjin just said. Taehyung looked back at Seokjin in disbelief, mouth gaping at his Big.  “Oh come on, you didn’t think I didn’t know?”

“I-uh-only told Jiminie and Kevin though,” Tae muttered.

“I’m your Big. I know. Also, I’m gay, don’t you think I have a radar?”

Taehyung mumbled oh quietly, petting Yeontan’s head to distract him from . his thoughts. Seokjin glanced back at his Little, his heart wrenching at the sight of the usual cheery boy who was now frowning on the couch. Turning off the stove, Jin grabbed the pot of ramen and brought it to where Taehyung was sitting, “Have you told your parents yet?”

“Well, they’re coming to visit Seoul in a few weeks so I was hoping to maybe introduce Kevin to them, but I don’t know.”

“No matter what they say, Little, you have such an amazing support system here. And you have me, of course.” Seokjin said ruffling his hair, bringing back Taehyung’s usual smile. “I’m sorry that I haven’t been the best Big lately.”

Taehyung shook his head, “You’re graduating Big Bro, I get it. Besides, I know that you’ve been having a dry spell.”

“Okay, that’s because everyone thinks I’m dating Jinhee.” Seokjin grumbled chomping angrily at the ramen. Taehyung laughed and put Yeontan down, picking up his chopsticks to eat as well.

“Why don’t you ask Hoseok hyung to hook you up?” He asked. Seokjin rolled his eyes, “Please, he’ll only take the guys for himself.”

Taehyung agreed and the two fell into a comfortable silence. As they finished the ramen, Seokjin spoke up again, the tone in his voice concerned and sincere. “Kevin treats you well, Little?”

Immediately, Taehyung smiled. Seokjin could practically see the hearts in his eyes, “Yeah, He does.”

“Then that’s all that matters to me.” Seokjin nodded petting Yeontan’s head. “That he treats you well and makes you happy.”

Taehyung pouted, leaning over to give Seokjin a huge bear hug, “I love you Big Bro, what am I gonna do without you next year?”

Seokjin frowned as well, “ I don’t wanna think about it. Anyway, do you wanna go on a run?”

“Oh my God please. I finished my last pod two days ago and I’ve been stressing out about my parents meeting Kev so much that I’ve been hitting my juul burnt and dry.” Taehyung groaned helping clean up the table.

“That’s disgusting Little,” Seokjin gagged, “C’mon, let’s go buy some. I need to get some beer for Namjoon and JK also wants some blue raspberry carts for his dab. But you don’t have to pay me back of course Little.”

Taehyung looked at Seokjin starry-eyed, “Have I ever told you that you’re the best Big in the world?”

“I already know that too, Tae.”

4-9-19

[kitamonn]

boyfriend!jungkook

A whole Baby Boy™

This cutie loves romance movies and love songs you can’t tell me he doesnt think about falling in love all the time kill mE

You probably know one of the boys like you and namjoon totally attend a book club together

He doesn't actually know who you are for a while but he knows sometimes you show up to give nams a book or smth

He thinks you're super cute but there's no way he would talk to you, he just stares from across the room

Tbh you probably noticed his constant staring and decided to make the first move

When you finally introduce yourself he’s in a cold sweat from the moment you walk up to him smiling until you leave

You say hi and he chokes on his spit when he tries to say hi back

Thinks he’s being super nonchalant about his feelings but everyone can tell he is wHIPPED

He totally denies his feelings but it’s so obvious that he has the fattest crush on you

This cutie is all clammy hands, pink cheeks, glances from across the room and stuttering

Can u Imagine talking to him and he is fidgeting and his cheeks are bright red, hes looking at a random painting behind you because he can’t maintain eye contact or he will eXPlode

Actively tries to avoid you to the point where he’ll refuse to go places because there’s even a slim chance that you’ll be there too

Honestly all the boys are tired of him and his shit

Somehow they manage to convince him to confess

Hes too scared to do it in person so he records him singing something super cute and sends it to you with the caption ‘Be Mine? ❤️’ your number courtesy of nams

Your get a random text and when you realise who it is you are scREAMING, but you send back an ‘Of Course ❤️’

And thus begins the cutest relationship in the world

Texts you good morning and good night every day and gets worried if you dont reply

He blows up your phone because you didn’t text him back one day and you wake up angry like- “Jungkook it was 4AM I WAS asLEEP”

The kind of boyfriend to sit in the passenger seat and try to persuade the traffic light to turn orange before you can pass, just to piss you off

If the light turns and you stop hes suPER CoCkY abOUT IT

But if it doesn't he just acts smug like- “i was just kidding with that one, not feeling it-...”

Would also just be singing at the top of his lungs with the window wide open

And i mean of course you join in who can resist some celine am i right

kING of trying to annoy you

Buys you an ugly plushie because ‘it reminded you of him’

Bonus points if you gave him a plushie and he named it after you or sm shit, he sleeps with it every night

Once you drew him in ms paint and he framed it above his bed, it could be the ugliest photo but if it’s from you he adores it

You have a competition going where you are both trying to take the ugliest photos of each other, winner has to buy the other donuts

Is such a clean freak like you cant even look at his bed until you’ve had a shower

Will nag you if you leave clothes around the place but if you ask him to fold the laundry he’s ruNNING

Can cook a decent meal as long as you don’t look at the kitchen afterwards

At this point you've merged perfume collections, sometimes he uses your sprays when he’s in a rush in the morning and vice versa

Let me get real for a second, Since he’s young and hasn't had been able to be a teenager much, he thinks relationships are are sunshine and rainbows

He puts you on a pedestal because your his queen and god help anyone who dared to disrespect his queen- im sORRY

He wants you too lean on him and tell him everything but won't confide in you like ever because he's too scared

I feel like he’s the type to unconsciously give you the cold shoulder when hes stressed, its super obvious that something is wrong but hell avoid anyone that tries to talk to him about it

When he finally cracks and tells you all his insecurities and worries that’s when you know he really trusts you

One of his biggest fears is probably fucking up and losing you, he's never loved anyone so he’s putting his all into this relationship

And when i say he’s putting his all into it, he’s putting his ALL into this

Hes very insecure about the relationship, like he thinks you can do better and that he cant give you what you deserve, but as long as you're there to reassure him hes happy

Like all healthy relationships you two argue, most of the times its over petty things or when you both get stressed

But he’ll always crawl back into bed and hug you tight, whispering a soft ‘im sorry’ and ‘i love you’ into your shoulder

Okay back to the cute stuff ;)

A WHOLE SWITCH and you can fight me on this

Not to be creepy, but loves cuddling you when you wash your hair

Also loves when you hold his hand or play with his hair at ANY moment, but he won’t ever let you know that

A good balance between cute and fuckboi

But my baby boy is the cutest and still has a lot to learn, but you can bet your ass he’ll treasure you as best he can.

my first boyfriend!bts post, why i started with jungkook i’m not sure but look forward to whenever i get around to the other members and maybe a nsfw version hehe

thankyou for reading!

- kit 

[peachyzens]

first love! Jaehyun au

first love! Jaehyun au

genre: school life, fluff, some angst summary: what it was like being high school sweethearts with your first love! jaehyun au. (2,332 words) a/n: i’m not even a big nct stan but WOW jaehyun gave me feels esp after that mbc performance also one of my first angsty pieces! masterlist can be found here!

so in a performing arts high school filled with many talented and beautiful people, you happened to catch the eye of jung jaehyun due to your ballet skills

he also had a good reputation around the school, admired for his honey vocals and pretty boy looks

there weren’t that many ballet students at sm academy, so you were well known for ballet

and it was something you were really passionate about and would stay until late practicing your routine for the upcoming showcases that happen every season

one night, when jaehyun was also staying late to practice with his group he noticed you in one of the practice rooms

this wasn’t the very time he noticed you practicing until late, but this was the first time he decided to watch you for a bit

he admired your dedication to ballet, and was just AMAZED by your gracefulness

but he was pushed out of his daze when you made eye contact with him in the mirror

you were gonna say something but he got so shy for getting caught watching you AND DASHED

you ended up laughing a little to yourself because you found him pretty cute

you also noticed him before at previous showcases, where he would perform “without you” with his unit, nct u THIS IS THE BEST NCT SONG FIGHT ME

his vocals caught you attention the most and from then on, you had a little crush admiration for his musicality

little did you know, he also admired you as much as you admired him

and his friends were SO OBVIOUS about it

“hey dude did you ask out y/n yet?”

“WHAT WHY WOULD I”

“because you are basically in love with her and her ballet?”

“…. you aren’t completely wrong about that”

but you guys rarely spoke to each other and sat very far from each other in the classes you guys shared

and as if the gods were in your guys favor, the teacher did a randomized seat change and you guys ended up being seat mates cue the fangirling of your guys shippers

you both did have some people that wanted you two together, the smooth ballerina and honey vocalist, a CONCEPT

but when you guys sat next to each other, you both were so SHY

in your mind you were fangirling about his voice and in his mind he was fangirling about your elegance

but as time went by, you guys slowly opened up to each other and had many inside jokes

but, you guys rarely spoke outside of class unless it was for school

and both of your friends were pushing one of you to MAKE A MOVE

but you two are still very shy beans

“nah he doesn’t like me that way, we’re just seatmates” LISTEN HERE GIRL

“dude, why would she like me when i’m sure there are other guys better suited for her” oh how wrong you are Sir

so you guys just remained as “seatmates” for the longest time, but had the biggest crush on each other

and is if cupid was playing with your fates, there was a BIG project assigned and the partners were based on seatmates, meaning ;-) you and jaehyun

THIS IS THE CLICHE MOMENT WE HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR

so you guys end up meeting in a cafe in the neighborhood on the weekend near your house

and when you arrived, jaehyun was already there

sitting at a table with his school supplies set out on the table, and two cups of tea sitting on the table

and to be honest, you found the scene straight out of a kdrama and felt your heart flutter a bit

your heart fluttered a bit more when jaehyun finally noticed you at the entrance and waved you over with a smile, showing off that CUTE dimple of his

so you took the seat in front of him shyly, as he watching you with that gentle smile still on his face

“i didn’t know what you liked, so i got you a classic honey green tea” he said a bit nervously, afraid you would actually HATE IT

but it was actually one of your go-to drinks

“you didn’t have to!! but thanks, its actually one of my favorites” you smiled back as you took a sip

and it was at this moment, that jaehyun realized how much he liked you

from your bright smile, to the elegance of your aura, to your energetic personality, he liked you A LOT

so this is where his pursuit for your heart started, in a cozy cafe on a saturday as you guys worked on your project

you both were pretty good students, so the project ended up being a piece of cake

in the end, you guys were basically done with the project so you guys just started messing around

jaehyun started his pursuit by moving to the seat next to you, saying he had to show you something on his laptop

so you guys just started watching random videos on his laptop while laughing

for all the people passing by, they thought you guys were the cutest couple ever and were envious of your yOuNg LoVe

you couldn’t help but notice and blush a bit when jaehyun would move a bit closer to you to type in something on the laptop he placed in between you guys on the table because seeing his face up close was just FLAWLESS

and then soon enough, after who knows how many videos later, it was already late and time for you to head back

“jaehyun, i had a good time today and i’m glad we were able to finish this project so fast!!”

“yeah, me too. i wouldn’t mind doing this again” he smiled with THAT DARN DIMPLE AGAIN

“sure! next time there’s a project let’s partner up and do this again!” you said, oblivious to his feelings

“i mean, even when there isn’t a project. i’d like to meet up and do this again” he responded, causing you to blush madly because ???? like a date ???? you were SHOOK  

“oh yeah, um sure! you have my number right?? feel free to text me too!” you said back, deciding that you too would pursuit his heart

that you already won

so when you guys were FINALLY leaving, he walked you home and along the way you guys spoke about a bunch of other random things that taught you two more about each other

so when he bid you goodnight, you could only flash him a smile that made his heart flutter

“i think this was the most fun i had doing a project, thank you for that jaehyun! i’ll see you on monday” you spoke before disappearing into your house, trying to calm down your racing heart

jaehyun, on the other side, could feel his cheeks BURNING

so the next day, you two ended up texting throughout the WHOLE day about random stuff, and even sent each other funny videos

so when monday came along, you both were more than excited to see each other and spoke whenever you guys had the chance

AND EVERYBODY NOTICED THE CHANGE

instead of being in your guys respective friend circles before school, you both were at your seats sharing earphones and watching funny videos and laughing to yourselves

CUE ALL THE RAISED EYEBROWS AND MOTHERLY/FATHERLY SMILES

then when class started, you both were sending notes to each other and having to suppress your laughter from the lame jokes you guys were having

even at lunch, you two were glued to each other

“bro, i can’t believe he ditched us” whined doyoung

you both remained in the classroom, watching videos once again

it soon became a routine for the both of you to watch videos in your free time during school

and then a very special day came

vAlEnTiNeS dAy

and with the pressure of jaehyuns friends, he decided to confess to you that day

he was also getting tired of only being a “friend” for the past three months, even though you guys seemed more like a couple

so he elaborated a whole scheme with the help of his friends and yours to romantically confess to you

basically, he would make one of your friends take you out of the class for a bit and you would come back to a flower petal path that led to jaehyun holding a bouquet of roses

so, when the time came, you were sus as to why most of the people that would normally be sitting inside were standing outside??

but you went in anyways and noticed a rose petal path on the ground

and you weren’t sure if it was for you so you were about to turn around and go right back when your friend slammed the door in your face

“um i guess i’m just going back to my seat???” you thought to yourself

but behold, the path was right in the direction of your seat and you finally noticed another person in the room with you but they had their back turned to you

so when you where just standing behind him, because he was blocking your seat you cleared your throat

but also you were trying to figure out WHOSE BACK IS THIS poor oblivious you

and then,,, they turned around, revealing JAEHYUN’S BEAUTIFUL SMILING FACE

you were shocked, and a bit confused because you still weren’t sure if this was even for you LOL

“so, y/n….i have something i’ve been wanting to say for the longest time. your smile, your personality, your grace, everything about you, i love it. ever since that day we first spent at a cafe together, i made a promise to myself to one day confess to you. you had my heart for quite a while now, and i think it is safe to say i really really REALLY like you. so, will you be my girlfriend?” jaehyun said with his blushing cheeks and pounding heart, while holding out the roses i can’t write confessions i am sorry

and you were just SHOOK

like did the boy i had the fattest crush on really just confess to liking me??? is this a dream??

“oh my god jaehyun” you cried out with some tears in your eyes because you were so touched and couldn’t hold it in

“yes- oh my god why are you crying i’m sorry??? it’ll be okay??” jaehyun spoke, a bit confused but when to pat your shoulder comfortingly when you just wrapped your arms around him instead

cue SHOOK jaehyun with even redder cheeks

“i like you too!!!! i fell for you at last years fall’s showcase, but i didn’t think you even knew who i was.. but i’m so glad that we ended up being partners. and to answer your question, yes i will be your girlfriend” you spoke with a few tears in his embrace, taking in how warm you felt

jaehyun could feel a big smile grow on his face, as he caressed your hair gently to calm you down

you then pulled away to look at his face, smiling at him with teary eyes

he laughed at your streaming tears but gently wiped them away

but feeling shy once again, you buried your face back into his shoulder because YOU COULDN’T BELIEVE THAT THE JUNG JAEHYUN IS NOW YOUR BOYFRIEND…..

you two finally pulled away when loud cheers from jaehyun’s and your friends came in after they realized that the confession was a SUCCESS

and all the students who were waiting outside finally came back in while also cheering for you guys

you two were just standing there with burning cheeks, shyly sitting back down

and the news of the new couple spread quickly around the school, giving you guys the “sweetest and purest couple” title

it was true, jaehyun was the SWEETEST boyfriend

he would occasionally pick you up in the morning to go to school together, or would meet you at the front gates with some bread and coffee

jaehyun also wrote cute love letters a lot, and you would always find them in your locker or in your room

on weekends you guys would always end up cuddling while watching videos because it was a tradition to watch funny videos together

you both also found yourself having a lot of cafe dates, where you would either work on your assignments or end up watching videos again

at the showcases you both would be each others BIGGEST fan, making everybody jealous

jaehyun would also sing to you a lot, whether it would be a lullaby when you can’t sleep or just a random pop song that pops into his head, but either way you just LOVE it when he sings because it relaxes you

and he would also watch you practice now, even though you got so focused that you would forget he was there but it’s ok he was entranced by your gracefulness

so you two had a pretty cute and strong relationship throughout high school, and soon enough you both graduated

you went to a college for performing arts, while he ended up getting scouted by an entertainment company

angst alert

and over time, with the both of you becoming more and more busy it soon led to less phone calls and texts, less dates, and less love in general :(

you guys had a mutual breakup

mainly because of the strictness of jaehyun’s company that permitted him from dating or going out often put a strain on your relationship

and also, you were getting really busy with school and practice

you both really didn’t have the time for a relationship :/

but either way, the relationship you both had was something that neither of you could forget

you both learned a lot from each other, and made memories you two would cherish forever

because while he was not your current love, he will always be your first love.

sldkfjalsdkfj what did i just write..this ended up being longer than i thought it would be this was an au i wanted to write for the longest time and im like 70% satisfied with it??? we will see