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divinekangaroo · 4 months ago
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falling - pettiot - Peaky Blinders (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
PART ONE - DAY ONE
Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 | Ch 8 | Ch 9
PART TWO - MONTH ONE (Or Maybe Month Two, Or Three)
Ch 10 | Ch 11 | Ch 12 | Ch 13 | ?
A Modern AU take on Tommy's immediate return from military service, and the period between his demobilisation and the start of S1.
(Tags shall be progressively updated)
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Tommy Shelby/Lizzie Stark, Tommy Shelby/Freddie Thorne, Arthur Shelby, Polly Grey, Ada Shelby, John Shelby, Johnny Dogs, Various Lees, John Shelby's Children, Zhang, S1E1 Red Dust Girl | Alternative Universe, Modern AU (ish), No iPhones (yet), Awkwardness, Age Difference, Disassociation, Miscommunication, Banter, Fast Food Vendor of your Choice, Pre-Season, Past Trauma, Flirting, Have I Met You Before, Heckling, Cars, Drug Use, Past Childhood Trauma, Mrs Shelby Lives, Gender Role Dynamics, Small Neighbourhoods, Greta Jurossi Haunting the Narrative, Brotherly Dynamics, Sibling Dynamics, Class Issues, Attraction, Casual Sex, Car Sex, Military Transition Program, Wilful Medical Noncompliance, Melodrama, Illegal Bookmaking, 90s Fashion, 2000s Fashion, Slow Reveal, Slow Burn, Coming Home, Dysfunctional Family, Lasting Legacy of Catholicism, Bad SMS Etiquette, Gang Activity, Domesticity, Booty Call, Guilt, Shame, So Much Marijuana, Arms Dealing, Crimes & Criminals, Ill Informed Economic Theorising, Wanking, Ethnicity, Stereotyping
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underoospeterparker · 1 year ago
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peter parker and reader with really bad social anxiety
i love this fic so much
going out with your friends shouldn't be so hard. but for you, it really was. it wasn't that you didn't like them, or that you thought they didn't like you. it was the constant overthinking, the feeling that you weren't good enough to hang out with them, the worrying about having to speak up in large groups of people.
ultimately, the anxiety started from the idea of being judged by others. and you knew that peter and your friends wouldn't do that to you, but it was constantly in the back of your mind.
tonight, you just wanted to be with your boyfriend, watching movies and cuddling on the sofa. you knew peter would be absolutely fine with doing whatever you wanted, but your friends had insisted the two of you should come, saying that it would be so much fun.
"baby?" peter's soft voice pulled you out of your thoughts. "you sure you wanna go? we don't have to if you don't feel like it tonight."
you shook your head. "i'm okay, don't worry." your words didn't exactly soothe him; he'd always worry about you.
you turned your head towards the window, watching as the buildings rushed past in the moving car. peter reached for your hand, and gave it a squeeze. it was a soft reassurance, but it still somewhat made you feel a little guilty. because why couldn't you just let peter enjoy the party for one night?
once you reached your friend's house, you felt the anxiety bubble up again. you glanced at peter, and his gaze was already focused on you, concern still lingering in his eyes. you gave him the best smile you could muster, and whispered, "let's go in."
entering the party was the worst part. the music was blaring, so loud you felt claustrophobic, there were cups filled with god knows what inside of them, loud laughter and the sound of someone throwing up in the bathroom that you wish you hadn't heard.
your friend, meghan, greeted you. "let's get you a drink!" meghan called, pulling you away from peter and ned, who'd also just arrived. you looked back at him but it was too crowded, people filling up every corner of meghan's living room.
"take this," she shouted, handing you a red paper cup. at your hesitation, she added, "it's just soda, don't worry!"
you nodded, plastering a smile onto your face. she dragged you to sit with some of your friends, but mostly it was a group of people you'd never spoken to before. the idea of speaking in front of all of them made you want to throw up. meghan introduced you to them, and they were polite enough, but sometimes you felt like they were exchanging glances and whispering about you, even though you knew they really weren't.
you felt trapped, like you couldn't breathe. by the time meghan asked you a question, the entire group was staring at you, just waiting for your answer. your hands were shaking, and you put the cup down on the table. "sorry, what did you say?" you asked, voice wavering.
some of them laughed, and you felt the dread build up until you couldn't take it anymore. you stood up, murmuring something about needing to use the bathroom, and you went out into the balcony where peter was.
your heart was racing, too fast to be considered normal, and as soon as you saw him, you almost burst into tears.
"hey, sweetheart!" peter called you over. "we were just-" he down at you, at the tears pooling under your waterline. "what's wrong?"
you shook your head and closed your eyes, and you heard him tell ned to give him a second.
"baby," he cooed lightly. "eyes up here, please." you did as he said, mascara already ruined as the first of many tears slid down your cheeks. "oh, sweetheart. come here."
he wrapped you in his arms, into the only place where you always felt safe; no matter what. with one hand, he stroked your hair absently, and with the other, he rubbed soothing circles onto your back.
"shhh," he murmured, his voice soft and comforting. "it's okay. you're okay." he felt a pang in his chest as you continued to cry into his sweatshirt. he needed to take care of you, to make sure you were okay. you were his girl, and you not being happy meant he wouldn't be happy either.
you leaned back to look at him and whisper a "i'm so-"
"don't you dare," your boyfriend interrupted. you giggled as he reached up to thumb the tears away from your face. "you did nothing worth apologising for." after a short pause, peter pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "now can we go home?"
"please."
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cherrycheolliesc · 4 years ago
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Let Me Hear You Say
part 46: Joshua’s Weeb Closet. (46/50)
red below 👇 (1.5k words)
“You know I can break out of this, right?” you say to Mingyu who is currently holding you down. He just scoffs knowing you can't move anywhere, but entertains you, “I know, it just makes me feel strong”
“You already strong, Gyu. Anyways where is everyone?” Seokmin asks. You look around the room only seeing half of your friends in Seungcheol’s small living room. Seungkwan and Wonwoo are sitting on the couch quietly talking. You wonder how they became friends because you've never seen them talk to each other. You assume Jeonghan and Joshua are probably somewhere making out so they don't have to deal with actually setting up the party. Seungcheol and Jihoon seem to be lecturing Chan about who knows what. Things are finally quieting down when everyone decides to watch the movie that's playing until someone bursts through the doors, “I'm here motherfuckers. The party is finally getting started”
“She drunk, isn't she,” Cheol asks as he points towards the small blonde girl in Mina’s arms. Seoyeon nods as she brings Chaeyoung to one of the rooms in the apartment. When she comes back, everyone turns towards the commotion at the front door. “You can't make me go inside. I'll bite you, you know I will” 
“Soonyoung, if you just go inside, it'll make everything so much easier,” Jun says as he continues to try and push the smaller boy in. Everyone just watches him, Minghao, and Vernon struggle to bring Soonyoung in until Cheol eventually just picks him up and holds him down, “You two are gonna talk like two grown adults or I’m firing Jihoon”
“Woah why am I getting involved in this?” Jihoon asks walking over to the rest of the group. Everyone looks confused before Chan talks, “How can you even fire him?” 
“Yea and with what job exactly,” Soonyoung says causing Cheol to roll his eyes, “Look if guys talk to each other, I'll tell you where I work” 
“One, no one cares. Two, stop lying to yourself, it's okay if you're unemployed. We won't stop loving you just because you don't have a job, Cheollie” you say which only annoys him more. Jihoon confused asks, “Why do you guys really believe he's unemployed? The dude is literally our boss.”
“ ‘Our’ boss?” Seungkwan says, “yes our boss. He's at the building all the time. How did you not know that?”
“To be honest I thought he was just going there to hook up with you, Ji,” Jeonghan says before getting a drink. “Ew, why would I hook up with Cheol? He's like my brother. That would just ruin your friendship.”
“And that is exactly why I’m not admitting my feelings for Y/n!” Soonyoung screams before trying to run away but failing as Cheol is still holding him down. You decide yelling back is the best option, “like I would ever admit my feelings for you.” 
“That’s it! Time out for you two until you can figure out your issues. Bring them to Shua’s weeb closet and don’t let them out until they're cool with each other.” Cheol says before lifting Soonyoung. Mingyu sees the message Cheol sends and brings you to Joshua’s room as well. “Hey hey, why are you taking them to my closet? What if they fuck in there?”
“Then they'll be happy again,” Vernon says with a smile on his face. Shua rolls his eyes before giving in. Eventually, you and Soonyoung are both shoved into the small closet. You try to stay as far as you can from him, putting a blowup titan in between the two of you. To ease the awkwardness after a few minutes of silence, Soonyoung asks, “You think Shua uses this thing as a sex doll?”
“If he does, I regret touching it,” you reply. The boy beside you laughs and says, “If I remember correctly, you and Joshua sleeping together for a whole two years after college, right?” 
“Yeah well, it was kinda weird. Let's just say, you aren't the only furry in our friend group.” This makes him laugh again before finding a place to sit down. You take a seat beside him as he leans his head on your shoulder, “I’m sorry, Y/n.”
“For what exactly, Soonie?” You ask back wanting a better explanation than just a small sorry. He rolls his eyes before saying, “You already know why. For being immature and not dealing with things like an adult.”
“To be honest, none of us deal with things like adults. We're just the worst. I guess I’m sorry too.” you say back to him. The two sit comfortably in silence just relaxing in each other’s company. Why did we make things so hard for no reason? you wonder. That thought quickly goes away when you remember that the two of you are friends and you never want to ruin that, but your thoughts are interrupted, “I love you, Y/n. But I mean even if it's pretty obvious, I know I'm not very good at showing it.” 
“But we're friends, Soon,” you say back before walking to the other side of the closet. You glance at his face for a second and see a bit of hurt in his eyes. Why am I still hiding how I feel? What’s the point of lying to myself and everyone else? You ask yourself before he breaks your thoughts once again, “Y/n, you say that, but then you're willing to fight with me for months because of the whole situation. Why are we just continuing to do this to each other?” 
“I don't know, Soon. I really don't know,” you reply, overwhelmed, burying your face into your hands. He walks behind you and gives one of his famous, familiar back hugs to comfort you. You relax into the hug as he softly kisses your shoulder, “it's okay, Y/n. You don't need to have an answer right now. It's not wrong to want to take everything at your own pace. I just don't want to feel like I have to constantly avoid you because like you said, you are my best friend.“
“Are you trying to say ‘the power of friendship is so strong’ that we can get through things like this?” you sarcastically say as you laugh and lean into his arms. He giggles and replies, “That's exactly what I’m saying.” The two of you once again sit in silence. You take in everything from the moment you first saw Soonyoung as a small boy eating dirt in the playground to this exact moment You wonder when everything changed, “When did you realize you loved me, Soon?” 
“There isn't an exact moment. I think just over time my love constantly grew for you. I didn't realize it at first and never really wanted to accept it because, well I'm pretty sure it's obvious why,” he responds. You feel the same way. You've always just told yourself it was because of that dance, but you know those feelings have always been there. More importantly, you know you've acted on those feelings before. “Why did you leave me after graduation? After I told you I love you?” 
“Because I was stupid and a coward. I got jealous of Joshua, but then I started to think I wasn't as good as him. I wouldn't be good enough like him. I thought I wouldn't be able to make you happy like he would, ” he says honestly. You don't understand how he could ever think he wasn't good enough. You loved everything about the kid, from his weird tiger obsession to his incredible dance skills. “Soonie, you know I never believed you weren't good enough. And to be honest, Shua wasn't the greatest boyfriend. He was an amazing friend, but there's something off about knowing your boyfriend is denying his feelings for someone else”
“I guess that's how Seoyeon felt. It was just seeing you in the arms of a model like him brought up my insecurities I guess. I thought it would be too hard to compete. So I ran away because I didn't want to deal with the feelings, ” he explains still holding you in his arms. You feel how much bigger his arms got over the years and decide to ask him another question, “When did you start working out? Not that I'm complaining, but the last time Cheol asked you to work out with him you called him a loser and told him there's no reason to work out when you have a cute face.”
“Yes, my face is adorable, but I figured I'd just work out because why not. Also, Ji paid for a year's gym membership in China by accident,” he answers while softly laughing. The two of you continue to talk about random things for the next few hours without anyone interrupting you. You hear soft snoring on the other side of the door. Soonyoung quietly opens the door to not wake the sleeping person on the other side. You walk out to see Seungcheol and Wonwoo fast asleep on each other and quickly take a photo before sneaking away. You and Soonyoung decide to leave through the window to avoid questions or stares from anyone else. For the rest of the night, the two of you wonder who knows where and finally you feel happy to be with your best friend for once.
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↣ summary: after not seeing each other for years, Yn is ecstatic when she finds out all of her friends will finally be in the same place at one time. but unfortunately an unwanted dream turns a 12 year friendship into hateful relationship between yn and soonyoung.
↣ pairing: reader x soonyoung.
↣ genre: angst, comedy, youtube au, sm au. friends to enemies to lovers.
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woossexyponytail · 5 years ago
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Ain't my fault.
𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚢; 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎
Warning: smut.
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I was already running late for the dance club meeting, Wooyoung probably angry at me since he normally can't be bothered to actually talk in them. I looked down at my watch seeing I was five minutes late, sighing I picked up my pace making a run for it.
Opening the door to the studio, the group was all here waiting for me Wooyoung pacing back and forth, he stopped looking up as I sheepishly smiled at the group.
"Sorry I'm late! Let's get on with the meeting yeah?" I said as the group agreed, I spoke about the two new songs that Wooyoung and I picked and for the group to try some solo dancing for them.
After Wooyoung danced to the song he picked we clapped as I stood up changing the song to show mine, I focused on the dance but at the corner of my eye I saw Wooyoung watching intently, actually I've felt his eyes on me the moment I walked through the door earlier.
"Now I want you to listen to the music find your own rhythm then next week will see what you got and mold the together for the upcoming show, anyway that's it for now, enjoy the rest of the day everyone!" I smiled at the group as the left one by one, leaving just Wooyoung and I.
"Your so fucking sexy when you dance." Wooyoung said, feeling his arms wrapping around me pulling me closer. His face rubbed in to my neck breathing in deeply.
"Your really bad at hiding how turned on you are, you know that right?" I snorted chuckling at him as I pulled his arms away walking off, Wooyoung whined at the lose of contact.
"If I was that bad at hiding it, then the whole college would know about us" he said chuckling, I sighed picking up both mine and Wooyoung's bag and throwing them at him.
"Yeah and I would be dead by your fangirls." I laughed as I picked up both of our phones and unplugged them from the speakers, I handed Wooyoung his phone while he handed over my bag.
"I would also be dead by your fanboys, can you imagine how bad my face would look if they found out?" Wooyoung sighed, shuddering at the thought while I laughed, walking up to him.
"Hmm? You'd look pretty sexy looking all bruised and cut up, with a little bit of blood dripping down" I said as I grabbed his chin pulling him close.
"I'd look sexy huh? Is it turning you on?" He asked smirking moving closer, our lips lightly brushing but I moved to his ear.
"Don't get cocky now baby boy, remember who's in charge here" I whispered in his ear, Wooyoung breath hitched as I nibbled on his ear making him groan.
"I'm hungry, let's go to the cafeteria" I said pulling back from him, Wooyoung's eyes were closed biting his lip, I walked off standing by the door watching him.
"Not fair!" Wooyoung whined, a pout on his face as he crossed his arms, I laughed at his action, walking up to him again grabbing his hand.
"If you buy lunch I'll give you a treat later" I told him winking, Wooyoung bit his lip again then nodded as I dragged him out of the studio.
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Walking across campus heading to the cafeteria, Wooyoung opened the door for me to walk through, feeling a slap on my ass and followed by Wooyoung giggling quietly behind me.
I sighed rolling my eyes at his behaviour, making my way to an empty table while Wooyoung walked off to grab food. I placed my bag down on the floor taking a seat as I took out my phone to pass the time.
I sighed seeing a text from my roommate, Hayoung, she has a little bit of an obsession with Wooyoung, having a crush on him for the passed two years. She always asks after practice what song he danced too or what he was wearing, it's annoying so I mostly ignore her.
The thought of her ever finding out about Wooyoung and myself, well I'm not sure what she would do, but I wouldn't want to find out. Hearing heavy footsteps of Wooyoung walking up, I put my phone down and giggled a little, you always know when he's near.
"What's so funny?" He asked placing a meal deal infront of me, his own food on the table too, I smiled thanking him while shacking my head, taking a bite of my sandwich.
Wooyoung grunted raising an eyebrow at me, I looked up to see him still watching me, while he left his food on the table not eating.
"What?" I asked, getting a bit of sauce on my hand, I quickly licked it off, then hearing Wooyoung whine, looking back up he was pouting again.
"When do I get my treat?" He whispered making sure no one would hear, at that I giggled at him, so that's why, I thought.
"Soon" I told him giving him a wink as I started eating again, he picked up his sandwich and started to eat a small smile on his face.
I picked up my drink to open it, but for some reason I couldn't so I struggled a little, Wooyoung saw and took the drink out of my hands opening it for me as he placed it back in my hands.
"Thank you" I said taking the lid off and taking a gulp, Wooyoung watched me again with a grin on his face. Putting the bottle down I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow myself wondering why he was watching me.
"Your just really beautiful" he whispered, so no one else could hear, I felt myself blush at the compliment, biting my lip not knowing how to respond to that.
After we finished lunch we both made our way out to the campus green, Wooyoung's hand constantly brushed against mine, knowing that was a sign of him getting needy.
I pulled him in to one of the older buildings, it only had a few classes here so it was perfect to give him his treat. We made our way to the disabled toilet locking it as I turned around seeing Wooyoung with a shit eating grin.
I walked up to him pushing him against the wall, one of my hands finding his cock as I gently massaged it, I let my other hand wander around his body, getting on my knees I unzipped his jeans pulling them down along with his boxers.
Already half hard I leaned forward to place kisses on to the inside of his thick thighs, Wooyoung moaned as my tongue started licking up to his cock, looking up at him, his eyes were closed head leaned against the wall.
Wooyoung gave a little whine, growing harder. I smiled giving the tip of his penis a short lick, his breath halted for a second, pleased with myself I did it again then ran the tip of my tongue from the base all the way up his shaft and twirling my tongue around the head.
Wooyoung was shivering in anticipation, his eyes were still shut but it was obvious that it took him a lot to stay still, in one smooth move I took him in my mouth, my lips forming a smirk at the sound of a sharp in take of his breath.
As I started to move my head back and forth taking him a little deeper with each stroke. I could feel his muscles in his thighs straining, I hummed a little making him breath faster from the vibration.
As I found the best rhythm that worked I could feel him start moving, his fingers found their way into my hair, I looked up at him now finding his eyes on me watching, biting his lip his eyes glazed with lust.
"Please Yn" he whined, his voice was weak as his mouth opened a moan coming out as he then hissed at the pleasure, he closed his eyes again when I swirled my tongue around his head again.
"Shit" Wooyoung croaked, almost bursting I could feel him start to twitch, I sped up my movements pre cum quickly mixing with my saliva, hearing him groan again getting louder as he placed his hand over his mouth to keep quiet.
Just as the salt hit my tongue my hand slowed down as his cum dribbled out and down my throat, letting me ease the last of his orgasm out, I pulled my mouth off cleaning his cock with my tongue.
Wooyoung breathed heavily whining more, once his cock was clean I grabbed his boxers pulling them up along with his trousers, I zipped up his trousers and buttoned them up. Wooyoung watched the whole time, I looked up at him a sly smile on my face as I hooped my fingers through his trousers pulled his hip towards me.
"Did you like that baby boy, you were so good keeping that pretty little mouth shut" I whispered kissing around his mouth, then placing a kiss on his lips.
Pulling away he moved with me not wanting to stop yet, causing me to giggle at him, he was too cute. I stroked his cheek as he leaned in to my touch.
"Let's get out of here yeah?" I asked as he nodded, I grabbed hold of his hand as we walked out of the bathroom.
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The rest of the week was stressful but thankfully it was Friday which meant party night, now normally I wouldn't go but since Wooyoung and I started hooking up it was a good chance to get flirty without people really noticing.
My phone buzzed signalling that I got a text, quickly grabbing my phone I unlocked it seeing Wooyoung's text asking if I was going to the party tonight.
Texting back a yes not a second later he text back saying good with a winky face, I snorted at that he can get so cocky at times, but I can't deny loving putting him in his place.
I chuckled at the thought, picturing him on his knees begging, I shake my head getting the thought out, he'll be doing that soon enough I thought smirking.
"What are you smirking about?" Hayoung said the moment I walked in to the dorm, seeing her sitting at her desk a slight glear as she watched me.
"Nothing" I said shrugging, placing my bag down on my bed, I fell on my bed grabbing the control and flicking on the tv.
"You can see I'm working right!" Hayoung said, turning to glear at me more, I rolled my eyes at her getting fed up already.
"You do realise this is my dorm too, if you can't study then you do know there is a building called a library, you should go there" I told her, my eyes going back to the tv.
"Fucking bitch" was all she said as she slammed her book grabbing a few things till she left slamming the door as well. I groaned at her being so dramatic, Wooyoung and Yeosang was right having an apartment off campus is way easier.
The door opened a few minutes after thinking it was Hayoung who forgot something but instead it was my friend Hongjoong who walked in.
"Just walked passed your roommate mumbling about you being a bitch. What did you do now?" He asked closing the door making his way over to me.
"Nothing, just told her it was my dorm too" I said shrugging my shoulders, eyes finding there way back to the screen on the tv.
"Why do I feel like that's half of the truth. Anyway you going to the party tonight?" Hongjoong asked shaking his head, taking a seat at my desk, placing his head in his hand as he stared out the window.
"Does a bear shit in the woods?" I said snoring at his question, Hongjoong sighed leaning back in the chair eyes glued to me.
"Of course you are, Wooyoung is going I'm not surprised" he said, my eyebrow twitched at that, looking over at him I could see him trying to hide a smirk.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" I asked sitting up on my bed and crossing my arms, as I gleared at Hongjoong.
"Nothing! Nothing at all. Just maybe you're liking him more then normal..." Hongjoong said as he shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't like him" I said rolling my eyes, I got out of bed walking over to my woodrop to find something to wear tonight.
"That's such bullshit and you know it, I know you yn, and Wooyoung too, it's Obvious really" he said watching me from his seat.
"Dunno what your talking about" I said as I started to hum, trying to ignore his presence, Hongjoong snorted shaking his head.
"Yeah, not like Yeosang knows and told me" he whispered, I froze in my place glancing over at Hongjoong, panic in my eyes. The thing is Yeosang is the only one who knows about us, only because most of the time Wooyoung and I have sex is at their apartment, but I didn't know Yeosang was a snitch.
"I'm going to kill Yeosang" I said as I pulled out a black crop top and some ripped jeans, Hongjoong laughed at that as he stood up placing his hands on my shoulders.
"Chill, I think you and Wooyoung would be a great couple" he said, turning around I slapped his chest glearing, Hongjoong rubbed where I hit as he frowned at me.
"Why are you even here?" I asked, sighing moving back to my bed grabbing my pillow to throw at him.
"I just came to ask about the party and to say I'll pick you up in a few hours, but nevermind since your being mean" Hongjoong said as he throw the pillow back.
"Fine if you must" I said grinning at him, Hongjoong rolled his eyes, walking to the door as he told me what time he'll pick me up then closing the door behind him.
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Hongjoong and I entered the house where the college party was happening, the music was as loud as thunder, it made the cutlery on the tabletops rattle. Neon lights flashed everywhere like police sirens, but much more colourful.
People already drunk dancing in the large space, Hongjoong tapped my shoulder pointing over to his friends as he walked of giving me a wink.
Making my why to the kitchen to grab a drink I noticed a few of the dance members dacning away, smiling at them they definitely deserved a night out.
As I was distracted by the dancers I didn't see as Wooyoung came walking up behind me and hugging me tightly.
"I missed you" Wooyoung whispered in to my ear, his hand already going down south, I quickly turned around to face him, his hands now on my ass squeezing.
"Someone's already horny I see" I giggled wrapping my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me, he leaned his head against mine as he started swaying us side to side.
"Can we leave now? I want to taste you so bad" Wooyoung asked whining, giving me puppy dog eyes, I chuckled watching him.
"But I just got here, why would I want to leave?" I asked teasing him, knowing he'll get really whiny any minute, I saw at the corner of my eyes Hongjoong smirking at us.
"Yn~ Please~" Wooyoung whined, I laughed lowly enjoying seeing him acting so needy, Wooyoung started kissing around my neck but I quickly stopped him before he started biting.
"Fine, I can't really say no to my baby boy" I whispered, grabbing his hand as we walked towards the door ready to leave and have some fun.
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Getting to Wooyoung's apartment we headed inside quickly, rushing to his bedroom and slamming the door shut.
"What do you need baby boy?" I asked as I took a finger and tucked it under his chin, pulling his face up to meet my eyes.
"Please I want you so badly" Wooyoung whined, I leaned forward kissing him, my tongue instantly diving into his mouth. I felt Wooyoung shiver, as he let me take control. His face heating up as I conquered every inch of his mouth.
I pulled away from him, leaving him panting, breathless and hopelessly aroused mess, I pulled off his shirt kissing down his chest, then unbuttoning his jeans pulling them off fast.
"Tell me what you want baby boy, but be quick I don't think I can last long tonight" I told him, his mouth couldn't move fast enough to get everything he wanted to say out, but he could manage to whine and moan as I started to circle the head of his cock with my thumb.
"You’re very sensitive tonight baby boy" I whispered, pulling him over to his bed wanting to ride him as quick as possible, pushing him down on the bed.
Wooyoung layed down cock now hard and waiting to enter me, my mouth watering at the sight of him laying there.
I pulled my clothing off quickly needing him in me immediately, I sat down on him, his cock rubbing against my ass, Wooyoung moaned his hands grabbing my waist tightly not letting go.
Lifting up I grabbed his dick as it started throbbing in my hand, placing the head at my entrance rubbing it back and forth, Wooyoung whining louder.
I lowered myself on to him, my moans mixing with his as I slipped all the way down his cock, placing my head back in bliss, I lifted up and slammed down quickening my pace enjoying the feeling of Wooyoung in me.
"Ahh please more please!" Wooyoung begged, his voice breathless already, my wall quivering, and my movements speeding up, his cock glistening every time I rose up.
Wooyoung closed his eyes and arched his back, making him go even deeper. His tongue slipped out of his mouth, my hands landing on to his shoulders my nails digging in to his skin, making his moan even louder then before.
"Fuck! Wooyoung! Fuck!" I said, I spasmed around my orgasm rising, I panted as I kept riding him through my orgasm. I could feel him getting close too, his cheeks red with pleasure, I smiled loving watching him.
"Ahh! Yn! Fuck! Fuck!" Wooyoung yelled reaching his highest peak, he spilled inside of me as I moaned in appreciation, burrowing my hand into his hair in a possessive gesture.
I slowly lifted myself off of Wooyoung feeling the cum leak out of me, I hummed loving the feeling. My breath was heavy as I sat down cleaning both of us up as Wooyoung stayed laying in bed panting.
"Can... I still..." Wooyoung stopped me trying to talk, but he was to shy to say anything, I smiled leaning down to him.
"Use your words baby boy" I whispered, Wooyoung groaned his hand finding it's way up my hip and stoking my side giving me goosebumps.
"I'm still hard, can we go again?" He asked, I looked down now seeing indeed he was still hard, I giggled leaning over to kiss his lips.
"Of course baby boy, let's give you a nice blow job yeah?" I questioned, Wooyoung's eyes brightened in excitement as he nodded frantically.
I placed my hand on him stoking him slowly, his cock twitching already, I placed kitten licks over him, his breath hitched starting to get sensitive.
"Oh! Please please please!" He begged, this time though, he cums even faster and he strains within my hold.
"What do you want baby boy?" I asked, knowing full well what he wants but I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity for him to beg more, I love seeing him beg I smirked down at him.
"I want to cum, I need to, god-" Wooyoung whined, his hips bucking up to get more friction to his dick, making me smile wider at him.
"You can cum now baby boy" I said, and he did hard, he sags against me, sobbing, cum now painting his stomach and running over my hand. He barely registers the tissue I use to clean him again, pulling the covers and placing them over him so he can sleep.
Laying down next to him under the covers, Wooyoung moved so he was closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist, he nuzzled into my breasts sighing into me.
"I love you" Wooyoung whispered, I froze not believing I heard him correctly, but when I looked down Wooyoung was already fast asleep. I sighed placing my hand on his head stroking his hair causing him to nuzzle again, as I closed my eyes ready for sleep.
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Walking up I looked over at Wooyoung's clock on the table seeing that it was ten am, I looked down seeing Wooyoung still sleeping.
I slowly moved out of his grip and out of bed, Wooyoung groaned hugging the pillow I was sleeping on, I smiled at him as I quickly got dressed.
"Stay for a little longer..." Wooyoung said, his hand around my wrist, I leaned over him kissing his head, he hummed sitting up and placing his lips on mine.
"I can't I'm late" I told him standing up, Wooyoung nodded getting up himself and quickly pulling up his sweats following me out.
"Morning Yn" Yeosang said, as I walked passed the kitchen, Yeosang was sitting at the table eating breakfast.
"Morning Yeosang" I greeted him, smiling over as I grabbed my shoes to put them on.
"Fun night?" He asked, I chuckled peeking over at Wooyoung as his cheeks flushed red in embarrassment.
"The best" I told him, winking over at Wooyoung who turned even brighter, causing me to laugh.
"Why don't you stay for breakfast? I'm sure Wooyoung would love for you to stay" Yeosang asked, he looked over at Wooyoung a smirk on his face.
"Oh I'm sure he would" I said chuckling, looking between the two roommates, enjoying them arguing.
"Can you two stop talking like I'm not here" Wooyoung whined, glearing at the two of us, Yeosang laughed.
"Yn did you just hear something?" Yeosang asked, he looked over at me confused, but a small smirk showing.
"Hmm don't think so.." I said playing along, we both tured away from Wooyoung like he wasn't there.
"Hey!!!" Wooyoung whined again getting angry at us, he stomped his foot and crossed his arms pouting at us.
"I need to head out I'm already late" I said, chuckling at Wooyoung's behaviour.
"See you soon Yn" Yeosang said, he waved at me as he picked up his cup and taking a drink.
"Bye Yeosang" I said smilling over at him, putting my shoes on and tying my shoe laces. "Bye" Wooyoung said, his smile down at me.
"See ya later" I said, walking up to him placing a kiss on his lips, Wooyoung leaned in a hand placing on my hip pulling me closer.
"Oh and Yeosang tell another person about this and I will kill you" I told Yeosang, as I leaned away from Wooyoung to glear at Yeosang.
"Doubt it but sure my mouth is shut" Yeosang said snorting at that, I rolled my eyes at him but smiled.
"Thanks if only you could do that more often" I said smirking over to him, Wooyoung giggled at that holding his hand over his mouth.
"That's so funny" Yeosang said, rolling his eyes at me and glearing over at Wooyoung.
"I thought is was" Wooyoung said still giggling over what I said, making Yeosang roll his eyes.
"Two against one" I said sniggering at him, Yeosang shook his he at us, "Of course" Yeosang sighed, I laughed as I picked up my stuff and walked to the door Wooyoung closing it as he waved bye.
"Ah! Don't say that!" Wooyoung yelled through the door to Yeosang, I giggled as I left, he really is something.
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After I got to the dorm I showered and changed, after being slut shamed from Hayoung, I made my way down the city centre to the dance studio that Hoseok has just opened.
"Wow nice" I said walking in to the studio that Hoseok was dancing in, he turned around with a huge smilebon hos face.
"Yn! Hey! What are you doing here?" He yelled running up to me and giving me a tight hug, I hugged back smile up at him.
"What I can't see my old friend?" I asked shrugging my shoulders, Hoseok chuckled at me as he brought me over to the table in the corner.
"Only when you want something" Hoseok said laughing, I punched his shoulder glearing at him. He raised his arms in surrender still laughing.
"So... How's Wooyoung?" He asked, a huge smirk on his face, I stared at him not knowing how he knew so I decided to play dumb.
"I have know idea what your talking about" I said looking away from him, Hoseok laughed clapping his hands as he stared at me.
"Yeosang told me" was all he said, I sighed rubbing my face getting irritated, why is Yeosang telling people? I thought.
"I stayed over his last night, and he told me he loves me.." I said looking over at Hoseok, he stopped laughing and frowned his brow thinking.
"And do you love him?" He asked, I leaned on the table thinking for a little, I mean maybe? I'm not sure.
"He makes me feel happy..." I told him, Hoseok smiled over at me he then started giggling at that.
"You should tell him, and now you can leave since I helped" Hoseok said standing up and walking over to the speaker on the side.
"Yeah... Thanks" I said rolling my eyes at him, walking to the door, I turned around to watch him start to dance, smiling I opened the door leaving.
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I had wanted to talk to Wooyoung all week, but he has been busy. It definitely wasn't that I chickened out or ran away from him or anything, no not at all.
Ok maybe I was a little scared to the point of ignoring his texts and calls all week, Yeosang and San, Wooyoung's friends came up to find me asking what was wrong, lying I told them I was super busy, hopefully then Wooyoung wont get hurt.
It was once again friend evening, I was laying in bed watching tv while Hayoung sat on her bed reading a book. The night was peaceful.
A knock on the door was heard I looked over at Hayoung wondering if she was expecting someone, but she looked just as confused as me.
As I sat up to go walk over to the door, it opened revealing three guys, Hayoung screamed until we saw it was Hongjoong, Yeosang and San, sighing I gleared at the three.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, getting back in to bed, the three walked over to me, Yeosang and San grabbing me and pulling me up.
"We're getting you ready for the party" Hongjoong said, as he opened my woodrop and going through the clothing, picking stuff up and placing them in my hand as Yeosang and San pushed me in to the bathroom.
"Get ready now, or we'll take you to the party in your pjs" San yelled through the door as the others giggled at the thought.
I sighed putting on my close and having a quick wash as I walked out of the bathroom glearing at them, Hayoung just watched from her bed.
"Right now a bit of lipstick to calm your man and now let's go!" San said passing me some red lipstick and grinning at me with a wink. I gleared over at Yeosang who smiled and shrugged.
Getting in to the party it was once again busy, the guys disappeared in seconds probably getting a drink, I walked around trying to find Wooyoung. I stopped short at the sight before me.
Wooyoung stood next to a girl, laughing happily and totally engrossed in their conversation, the sight made my heart clench as if someone had wrapped their fist around it and was trying to crush it slowly.
The girl was wrapping herself around Wooyoung almost like a snake and touching him shamelessly with a sensual smile on her lips, she pushed her body to him, trying to lure him.
Jealousy pricked at my skin sending darts through me that burned like a torch. Swallowing back the mess of emotions that bubbled inside of me.
"It doesn’t matter how hard you stare, she will not spontaneously combust.” Hongjoong said next to me, making me jump in shock not expecting him there.
The girl rest her chin on Wooyoung's shoulder, a blinding grin on her face. She looked up at him from beneath her eyelashes.
"Of her? What? Why would I be jealous?" I asked Hongjoong, as I dug my nails into my palms, forcing myself to look away and focus on Hongjoong.
"I didn't say anything about you being jealous. But if I were you I'd steal him back" Hongjoong said walking away, a drink in hand.
I stormed over to the two, seeing red at someone touching what was mine, Wooyoung looked up seeing me smiling brightly, but the look on my face made him frown.
Looking down almost like a light bulb went off he realised what was happening as he tried to pulled away from the girl and walking away from her.
My hand wrapped around Wooyoung's wrist and went to drag him away, but he stopped. Looking back the girl from before held his arm as she gleared at me.
Oh this was not fucking happening, I thought as I walked up to the girl, I was a little bit taller as I gleared down at her.
"Get your fucking filthy hands off MY man" my voice had venom in, the girl shrunk back intimidate by me, I turned around looking at Wooyoung as he stared with lust and something else in his eyes.
Grabbing hold of Wooyoung again we walked off, passing people as they shrink away when they see me go by, as if trying to escape a nearing inferno.
Finally getting outside the cold night air hit my skin calming me down a bit. When I finally let go of Wooyoung's wrist I looked around to him.
"Yn?" There was concern in his voice, but I refused to let it dampen the fire of jealousy, I placed my hand on his chest.
“Only I can touch you like that” I told him, my voice strong but low, I grasped him tightly lips pressed together in a heated kiss, moving in sync kissing and sucking at each others lips.
"Let's go~" I whispered in to his ear, Wooyoung whined but nodded eager for us to leave.
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Standing outside of Wooyoung's apartment, my lips brushed over his tracing the outline of them with my tongue. He tasted like liquor, a low whine escaped Wooyoung as he grasped my hips pressing me against him.
“We should go inside.” I said looking over his shoulder at the door, he opened it up and I forced him back through the door once it swung open.
The second the door was closed Wooyoung was on me, his lips found their way to my throat attacking, nipping, biting and sucking my exposed skin.
I let him have a moment before grabbing a fistful of his hair and pulled him away, his eyes just staring at me waiting. I smirked running my other hand over his body. His erection strained in his leather trousers, making him hitch his breath as my fingers ghosted over it.
"You’re mine." I whispered as I kissed along his jawline, sucking every so often. Wooyoung always looks so good marked up, no one will dare to flirt with him when I claim his skin.
Moving away seeing wine coloured bruises along his collarbone I sucked on them until he gasped. I pin him to the wall once we got to his bedroom, my teeth sinking deep into his neck and collarbone.
He tugs at the buttons on his shirt, but my hands slip lower unbuckling his belt and pulling his trousers and underwear down. We both shed clothing on the way to his bed until Wooyoung is on his back and I overwhelme him with breathless kisses.
When Wooyoung's hands come up to hold my hips I pull them back, grasping them around his wrists, I drag them above his head holding him back from touching me.
“Wherever she touched you, I will erase it, I want your skin to only remember my hands, no one else's” I breathed in to his ear making him shiver. I teased him more as I moved in for his lips, but turned at the last second kissing his cheek and down his neck instead.
I licked back up and nipped at his jawline before barely brushing my lips over his. Trying to catch my lips, but I pull away smiling watching as Wooyoung's head drops to the pillow with a small frustrated sigh.
I could tell that Wooyoung wanted to touch me, so to make it worse I grabbed the tie from his draw tying his hands up. After that he kept trying to move, before the tie around his wrists reminded him that he can't.
Satisfied that he won't touch me, I started kissing down bis stomach reaching his member with my lips and immediately taking as much of him as I can in my mouth. Wooyoung bucks at the sudden contact forcing himself further into my throat.
I hit his hip to tell him without words, that I was the one setting the pace and not him, I held him to the bed as I bobbed my head.
"Mmn! Ah!" Wooyoung groaned lowly, by now his fingers would be in my hair, but I've taken that away from him, forcing him to just watch.
I licked up the full length then focused on the head, sucking thickly. Everytime he would shift underneath me, I would dig my fingers into his skin, my nails leaving marks, his skin is now red in patches where I've claimed him.
Wooyoung watched me from under his lashes while he panted, a thought came to my head as I stand and give him a mischievous smile.
“I’m going to go get a drink, be a good boy and stay here until I get back” I said as I placed his shirt around me and left the room. I closed the door hearing him protest while whining, I hold back a laugh.
"I'm guessing Wooyoung's a little tied up" Yeosang asked smirking from the living room, I nodded at him laughing while walking in to the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water taking a drink as I slowly made my way back to Wooyoung's bedroom.
"Did you get me some water too?" Wooyoung asked, pouting at me as I walked to him, he leaned up the best he could while I pored some water down his throat.
"Did you miss me?" I asked, giving him a sweet smile. “Desperately,” he whined, I leaned in to give him a kiss on the lips. I stand up and there's panic in Wooyoung's eyes, but he relaxes when I take his top off.
"I have a problem Wooyoung, you can't use your hands but your mouth is free" I told Wooyoung stoking his hair, Wooyoung's eyes widened slightly before he grins and licking his lips.
I settled myself over his mouth, my knees resting on either side of his head, he licks me fully, then teases my clit with his tongue. I lean over in twining my fingers with his, from where I'm sitting all I could see was the top of Wooyoung's head.
As he tastes me, licking and sucking pressing light kisses over me, my legs start to shake as I pull away slightly, Wooyoung lifts his head off the pillow to follow me. The gesture making my heart race. Sitting back down I put a little more weight on him, pressing his mouth fully against me.
"Mmn" he moaned at the pressure, sending the sound vibrating through me. His hands tense in mine clutching firmly. Gently he scrapes his teeth on me, then licks, I can feel his breath rushing out making me gasp.
His tongue darts inside me tasting me, I can't help but press down out of reflex before remembering that Wooyoung's hands are tied up, I give up with keeping still letting him fuck me with his tongue as I ride his mouth.
Within seconds I'm a writhing mess against his face, leaning over clasping his hands as I cum, feeling Wooyoung kiss and swallow until I'm finished. I gasp trying to catch my breath, I move off of him to sit on his chest.
Wooyoung looks up smiling at me, his eyes sparkling, turning his head he leaves kisses on my thighs until I get off, I kiss him slowly and deeply, my taste still on his tongue.
"Yn~ please~ I need to be in you~ please~" Wooyoung begged, his voice cracking, he licks his lips, and my heart skips at the sight of him. His cheeks red, eyelids lowered, still breathing deeper than normal from the effort of getting me off.
Without a word I silde down and let him enter me, my entrance slick from his spit and my own cum, so he sildes in easily, I rock myself back and forth watching his expression where he lays, a shaky breath and his eyes are closed in pure bliss.
Placing my hands on his waist I move faster, bouncing myself harder against him. Wooyoung's eyes open at the new pace and stares at me, a moan escaping his throat.
"I want to touch you please~" Wooyoung whines between breaths, he watches me closely licking his lips and then he bucks his hips upwards a new found pleasure with his dick getting deeper.
I continued to rock myself faster than before, Wooyoung thrusts upwards again, to meet my movement, I watched as his wrists were straining against the tie, though I haven't tied it tightly, I could see red marking him from the force of him pulling.
"So tell me baby boy~ who makes you feel this way?~" I purred in to his ear, he meets my gaze at the question.
"You, Yn. Only you mmn, always you~" he breathes whining, he drops his head back and moans loudly, tears preak the corners of his eyes, our body's moving together.
I lean forward to kiss him, his thrusts more deeply, our kisses are heated and messy, my hands tangle into his hair pulling lightly. Wooyoung bites at my lip moving his tongue with mine, moaning in to my mouth.
"Fuck! Wooyoung!" As he hears me moaning his name he cums, pushing up into me roughly biting hard on my shoulder to stifle a loud moan. I grind against him as he cums inside me making me cum with him as well.
"I love you" I whispered, the two of us stayed like that for a little longer, I lay down on him, brushing his hair off his damp forehead, I kiss him lightly then reached over to untie his wrists, red marks are left on his wrists as I gently kiss them.
Wooyoung looks up at me I could see he wanted to asked something, I went to get up, but Wooyoung grabbed me keeping me in place his dick still in me.
"Did...did you really mean that?" He asked, already tearing up, I frowned then realised I told him that I loved him.
"I do love you" I told him smiling down at him, Wooyoung sat up and embraced me, wrapping me warmly in his arms as he nuzzled into me. I run my hands through his hair.
"I love you too. So much~" Wooyoung mumbled squeezing me tightly, I chuckled at him, he is so cute I thought, as I smiled into his hair. Wooyoung huffs as he buries his face into my chest as I placed kisses over his head.
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stanbillyhargrove · 5 years ago
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Ghosts chp 20
Ally's Story
T/W: sexual assault, eating disorder
Ally's story is NOT nice, it's based off Cat's story from Demons but without the support system that Cat had
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Katrina's POV
Ally was perched on the end of my bed, watching as I changed the bandages on my stomach. I taped sterile white gauze to my skin and eased myself back onto the bed with a groan.
"You've been hanging around a lot," I mumbled.
"Do you not want me here? I can leave."
"No! Wait, stay. Please, I like the company. I just mean, I hadn't seen you in a long time."
"When he's around we can't get close to you," she explained, "he keeps us away. But he's weak right now."
She sat back against the wall with a sigh, eyeing me after catching me staring at her, "what?"
"What's your story, Ally? What happened to you?"
She held her arms up so I could see the two long cuts that ran down her forearms, "isn't it obvious?"
"That's not your story, not all of it."
She dropped her arms into her lap, "you don't have to pretend to care. I'm already dead."
I stretched my hand across the bed, reaching for her, "I do care."
Her eyes were teary when she met my gaze, her jaw tight, but she still moved closer to take my hand.
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"Mommy, Daddy's home," I announced.
She shook her head, "no, sweetie, he's not off work for a couple hours."
But then, a few minutes later, he walked through the door. Sent home early because of the blizzard sweeping through town. My mother brushed it off, saying I must have seen his car even though I was playing nowhere near the windows at the time.
That feeling, that sense of knowing, it never went away. As I got older, I realized it wasn't normal to know when someone was getting close. It wasn't normal to turn around and yell out your friends names when they were trying to sneak up on you. I started losing friends fast, nobody wanted to be associated with the outcast. The chubby cheeked weirdo that gave everyone the heebie jeebies.
I was twelve when the bullying shifted from my weirdness to my weight. The rest of my classmates had shed their baby fat and were lean where I still had a layer of pudge. That's when everything started to turn for the worst. Boys who knew I was crushing on them would sneer and laugh to their friends when I passed them. They'd pretend to like me outside of school just to turn around and shun me once in a group of classmates. Girls looked down on me, snickered when they saw me eating lunch.
Comments started coming from my family through the years too. Things like, 'haven't you eaten enough?' 'You know, everything you put on has to come off.' 'A moment on the lips, forever on the hips.' And, 'do you think you need seconds?'
My mom too, liked to tell me how little she weighed as a teenager. Joked about how her and her friends would compare thigh gaps like it was no big deal. She complained about how much she weighed now that she'd had me even though she still looked like she could be whisked away by a strong breeze. She thought she was helping by telling me maybe I'd have more friends, maybe boys would like me if I lost some weight.
At fifteen I found a website filled with pages and pages of wispy girls who's bones stuck through their skin. Girls who bragged that they had to wear children's clothes because nothing else fit, bragged about the amount of exercise they'd done that day. They shared tips and tricks to curb your hunger, told you if you followed all the rules you too could be beautiful, weightless, like them.
By sixteen, I was one of them. Comparing each days food and exercise with a group of people like me. I finally found my people, my sisters, the ethereal Wintergirls. I fed exclusively off people's compliments and they loved to tell me how much better I looked now. My mom praised my hard work, indulged my diet coke addiction. She was proud to have created a Wintergirl in her image.
Nobody in those groups liked to talk about the negatives. They didn't warn me that becoming one of them wouldn't be glamorous. That it meant constantly freezing, that your body starts growing more hair to keep you warm, that the hair on your head will get thin and lifeless, your nails turn blue and even a light brush will leave bruises on your skin. They didn't tell me that no matter what goals you hit, there would always be another. I wasn't prepared for my life to become consumed by numbers. How many sit ups, how many inches, tracking weight down in a notebook and sobbing if was more than last time. They didn't mention that I'd still hate myself no matter what.
I started swallowing handfuls of pills, secretly hoping that this time it would be enough to poison my liver. I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't know that I want to die. I want to be normal, to eat and not hate myself, but that's not who I am anymore.
I kept waking up, forced to struggle through another day. Started drowning myself in alcohol every night and on the weekends, trying to find something to make me feel again. Some of the more popular girls started talking to me, asking for the secret on how to look as good as I do now, inviting me to parties hoping to get me to spill. I went to the parties but not to spill my secrets. I went for the free alcohol and eventually the drugs that the boys brought.
I had found my usual party group, the people who carried baggies of various things in their pockets. Accepted a baggie from a baby faced jock who smiled when he passed it to me.
"It'll be fun," he whispered in my ear, "trust me."
I looked at the pills for a moment before tossing them into my mouth and taking a swig of my drink to swallow them down.
"Good girl," he praised.
He didn't leave my side, didn't let me leave his sight. He was always there with an arm around me even though I didn't know him. Tempting me with tinted eyes.
This doesn't feel right.
I should have known better.
After a while, I started to feel weird. My limbs felt too heavy to move and I thought I was going to pass out. I leaned heavy into the boys side, not trusting my legs to keep me up anymore.
"It just hit you, didn't it?" He asked, holding me up.
My tongue felt too thick to move, to protest, when he picked me up. Threw me over his broad shoulder and took me back to his house.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of you," he soothed.
I struggled to cry out, to push his hands away but he was so much bigger than me, had layers of muscle where I had only bone. His hands were too rough when he grabbed, when he held my wrists in one hand and undressed me with the other.
I tried again to move my legs, to fight him, but nothing worked.
"Relax," he murmured, "I'll make you feel good."
The room faded in and out through eyes blurry with tears. I could feel him. Everywhere. Every inch of me consumed by his warmth. The moments where I could almost grasp clarity were filled with pain.
He wiped a tear from my cheek, his touch tender now when he whispered, "I know you're into it...God, you feel so good."
I didn't wake up again until sometime in the morning. The sun had barely kissed the sky, just enough that the room I was in wasn't pitch black anymore. Just enough light to see that the sheets I was wrapped in were blue, not white. Just enough light to know I didn't know where I was. It took me a moment to realize there was someone else in the bed with me, a large arm wrapped loose around my waist. Tanned skin tight around broad shoulders that I might have felt safe in before. I screwed my eyes shut tight, hoping this was a horrible nightmare. But, when I opened them I was still here. The dark bruises in the shape of his fingers still stuck on my skin, the pain was still there.
I slid out of the bed, biting the inside of my cheek and praying that I could get out of here without him waking up. Apparently the universe thought I deserved this small favor because I was able to find my stuff, get dressed and slip out of his house without anyone seeing me.
Outside, I pulled my phone from my pocket to figure out where I was. I was an hour's walk away from home. By the time I got home...I'd have to get ready for school right away. I sent out a quick text to my group for someone to bring me something strong to get me through the day and started my long walk of shame.
I did the best I could to hide all the bruises under my clothes before going to school. Long sleeves pulled down into my fists, dark leggings, I even layered on a shirt with the tallest neckline I could find. Hid the red circles around my eyes under dark makeup and called it good enough.
I disappeared into the crowd at school, slinking from shadow to shadow like I was hiding from a spotlight. Thankfully, someone answered my text and slipped a baggy into my pocket during a quick hug. I wasted no time swallowing the pills, didn't even question it. I just needed everything to stop.
I only got through my first class without seeing him.
I was at my locker when suddenly I was picked up and spun around. I was too shocked to do anything more than shriek. Hit the ground and spun around to find myself face to face with that same boy. The star of the football team, he was all broad shoulders and a soft, innocent face. He came from money and everybody loved him because of it. But, of course, they didn't know what really lied behind that sweet face.
"Hey babe," he cooed, "missed you this morning. You could have stayed, I would have driven you home."
The breath rushed from my lungs and I was reliving flashes of memories from the night before. Once again trying and failing to fight back. Hearing his voice in my ear.
"Hey, Bryce!" Another jock clapped him on the shoulder, "introduce us to your girlfriend!"
"I..your...what?" I stammered.
"Guys, Ally...Ally, guys," he beamed, pulling me into his side.
The group of them said their hellos, and then quickly disappeared to their own lockers. I shoved him as hard as I could, but I barely moved him an inch. He still had a smile on his face even though his eyebrows had knit with confusion.
"Your girlfriend?" I hissed.
"Well, yeah? I assumed, after last night, y'know?"
"You assumed!"
He lifted his hands defensively, "take it easy, don't need to shout."
I spun and stalked away from him, to a quieter, more secluded corner of the school to try and calm my nerves.
He followed me, practically purring, "trying to find somewhere private for us?"
I stopped, dumbfounded, giving him time to come up behind me and plant a kiss to my neck.
I recoiled, shoving Bryce away and shouting, "get off me!"
"What the fuck is your problem? You gave it up so easy last night and now you're gunna act like a prude?"
"I...I didn't give anything! You took! You drugged me, carried me home when I couldn't walk and had sex with me when I couldn't say no! You raped me!"
"Babe," he started, "come on-"
"No! Don't fucking call me babe, I don't even know you! I'm not your girlfriend! I'm your victim!"
He got in my face, close enough I could feel the heat from his skin, and growled, "fuck you. We could have been something, y'know? I could have given you everything. You asked for the drugs, remember? You're just a fucking whore, using men to get what you want and then dropping them. You wait, I will fucking destroy you."
By the afternoon, everybody had seen the pictures he took of me unconscious and were calling me a whore. Calling me a skeleton, ugly, a tease, a user. Nobody could believe I didn't want it. 'Look at him,' they'd say, 'he's gorgeous. How could you not want him?' Or, 'I'd give anything to have him even look at me and you're complaining?'
--
It only took a couple days before someone approached me outside of my class. Asked if I'd sleep with him if he gave me something.
"Are you serious? You think I'm a prostitute or something? Try being a gentleman and asking a girl on a date, you'd have a better chance."
His eyebrows raised, "you wanna go on a date with me?"
"Not now I don't, shitdick," I scoffed, pushing my way into class.
Later that day, people were saying I'd slept with him anyway.
--
This went on for months. People would approach me asking for sex and when I turned them down, they made up a story and spread it around.
There was one boy...I thought he was different. He said all he wanted was to take me on a date, for me to give him a chance. So I did. I let him take me out for a coffee since I didn't eat in front of anyone. We actually had a good time, he made me laugh for the first time in a long time. For a minute, I felt like maybe I could see a way out of the dark.
Then, our way out of the cafe, I thought I saw a glimpse of Bryce but when I looked again, I didn't see him.
He drove us away from the city, to a secluded area where it was just the two of us. We sat in the back of his car, talking for a while until he brought me close and kissed me. Fingers started to tug at clothing, pulling a noise of protest from my throat.
"I took you out," he murmured, "now be a good girl for me."
I let my mind go blank, let him take what he wanted. Saw Bryce in his place and let a few tears fall silently.
I realized that no matter how good I thought things could be, no matter what I do, Bryce would still be on top of me and I still wouldn't be able to breathe. He'd always be there, sneering that he'd destroy me.
--
Eating was hard. Breathing was hard. Living was the hardest.
I felt like I had started dying the night Bryce took me home. Like everything since then had to have been a fever dream caused by cells deteriorating. Last night had nailed that feeling home. That I was already dead, just stuck in hell.
I showed up at school to see a snickering crowd in front of my locker. 'Whore' was painted across the door along with 'Liar' and 'Dirty Slut'.
Standing at the front of the crowd with a wicked grin on his face was Bryce and the rest of the football team.
He invaded my space, my senses, the heat radiating from his skin threatening to burn me up. The heady cologne he wore, a toxic gas that stole oxygen from my lungs and replaced it with poison.
His voice, low and husky in my ear when he sneered, "nobody believes you. Nobody cares about you. I bet nobody would even care if you were gone," he pulled away just enough to look into my eye, "I win."
I was holding back tears as I tried to retreat from the school, walking as fast as I could to escape the laughter when my arm was caught in someone's hand. I looked up at the girl who grabbed me and recognized her from some of my classes. We weren't really friends but we were close enough to know each other.
"You okay?"
I faked a smile, tried to ignore my voice cracking, "awesome...I'm awesome."
"Hey, screw those assholes, Ally."
I knew she was trying to help, that she thought her words would be enough to break through months of abuse hurled my way.
They weren't.
My shoulders slumped, "haven't you heard? I already did."
I slipped between her fingers and didn't look back.
--
"Whatever happened to chivalry?" Ally sighed, leaning against the wall next to me, "romance? I always wanted a relationship like in those cheesy old movies. You know, where the love interest makes some grand gesture to say they love you? That's what I dreamed of."
I wiped the tears from my face, "Ally.."
She smiled sadly at me, "I always thought I'd find the one when I became perfect. That if I could just be good enough...but that never happened, perfect never came."
@alias-b @charmed-asylum @champagnesugamama
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stilydinski · 5 years ago
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Night Escapades
pairing: boyfriend!chan x reader (gender neutral)
genre: fluff
word count: 1.5k
description: saving your boyfriend from a sleepless night of overworking is by now part of your job
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It was late when you arrived at Chans apartment. Tired from a relatively uneventful day which somehow still managed to exhaust you. Hoping to get some peaceful rest accompanied by your boyfriend, you walked through his place which you owned a key for even though you don't officially live there. Chan gave it to you on some occasion since you were spending most of your time there anyways and he would not have to open the door all the time. But still you don't officially live together with you still owning a dorm at your university.
You looked through all the rooms which were not a lot to begin with but you somehow could not find him. Looking at your phone you read the time.
12:27 am.
Knowing Chan, he was probably still working at the little studio the university had which he used together with his group consisting of him and his friends Changbin and Jisung. Even if it is technically still just a hobby for the three they put in a lot of effort into their self-written songs. They all hope to be able to make money out of their passion for music in the future once they graduate from college. You know Changbin and Jisung, they both did not enjoy working through the whole night and you are sure that at least Jisung has most likely left already to get some rest. They all had classes tomorrow but especially Chan does never let that stop himself from editing or writing songs and lyrics until the morning hours.
This is why you would often walk over to the studio in order to get your boyfriend and force him to rest so that he won't collapse from exhaustion and only get one hour of sleep. Sensing that is exactly what is happening right now you were walking through the empty campus. Only lit by a few lanterns, you clutched your arms around yourself in order to provide some more warmth in the cold night breeze as you walked in the direction of the studio pretty quickly. When you arrived you could already see the light inside. The boys have a key for the studio after convincing their music professor that they needed to be able to record and arrange their songs at any given moment. Getting tired of constantly unlocking and locking the place for them he gave in and provided them their own key.
You opened the door quietly and entered. After walking to their recording room you could only hear silence which made you conclude that the two younger boys had probably already left. Walking inside the small room you saw your boyfriend sitting in a chair looking concentrated at his laptop in front of him. When he heard you close the door he startled and looked up only to ease and smile when he saw your face.
'You know I always tell you not to stay here too late all the time but you still do it,' you told him sounding mildy disappointed but the both of you knew that you were not surprised.
'I didn't look at the time to be honest. Changbin and Jisung left early because they have exams tomorrow. I wanted to finish these arrangements and must have lost track of time,' he answered sheepishly looking into your tired eyes with his, which most likely looked the same, before looking back down at his laptop. You walked over to the table behind him and leaned down to wrap your arms around him from behind.
'It's about 1 am let's go Chris,' you said quietly and kissed his cheek softly. 'We both have classes in the morning and should get some sleep. I'm writing a test tomorrow.'
He turned his head towards you and frowned 'You shouldn't have walked here baby, you need rest to have enough energy for your test! Don't worry about me I'm gonna finish this and then I'll join you at the apartment. I won't take more than an hour, I promise.' He looked at you softly but worried why you would sacrifice your resting time when you needed it more than him.
'Well that's too bad because I'm not gonna leave without you.'
The both of you were almost whispering considering the time and also the fact that your faces were literally mere inches apart.
Both of you were looking into the others eyes as if you could read each others thoughts and dreams in them. You were wondering how his simple brown eyes could be so beautiful and unique. There are a lot of people with brown eyes but Chans still managed to captivate you every time because of all the love he holds in them when looking at you.
'I guess we'll better get going then. I don't want to be the reason you're too tired to concentrate tomorrow,' he said turning back to his laptop saving his work and closing the program.
You smiled, having succeeded in getting him to rest once again. Chan packed everything up and hung his bag over his shoulder. Taking the hand he extended in your direction you walked with him out of the studio after locking up.
On the way back to his apartment a comfortable silence hung in the air since the both of you were tired and exhausted. The cold night made you freeze again which resulted in you holding onto Chans whole arm to be closer to him and to provide some warmth. When he noticed you were cold he took his arm and wrapped it around your waist to pull you closer to him. Laying your head on his shoulder he bend his head down to kiss the top of your head softly.
When you both arrived at his apartment you did not waste any time and got ready for bed. As you were lying in bed you looked at his dresser where some pictures were put onto. You looked at a picture of the two of you remembering the day it was taken and how much you enjoyed the time spent with him.
To be honest, you enjoyed all the time you have with him though. Whether you are at a party together with his friends or just cuddled up in his bed abandoning the books you were supposed to read for class. Even after being with him for a longer time he still managed to make your heart flutter everytime he complimented or simply just looked at you lovingly like he always did. You loved him with every inch of your heart and knowing that he reciprocated those feelings entirely is probably the best feeling you ever experienced in your life.
Taken out of your thoughts by feeling a familiar arm wrap around your waist you eased into his touch and immediately relaxed.
'You know you don't have to come get me from the studio all the time. I wouldn't actually spend the entire night in there, I'd get some rest eventually,' he chuckled and traced random patterns with his fingers on your waist.
'I'm not too sure about that,' you laughed softly and he felt your torso vibrate from it against his chest. 'But seriously, I don't want you to just get some rest, but enough. There was more than one occasion during morning classes where you were almost falling asleep. Oh, wait how could I forget about the time you actually fell asleep and got caught?'
'Can you stop mentioning that please- it's embarrassing enough Minho talks about it all the time,' he pleaded being all too used to getting teased for the incident by his friends.
You just laughed and turned your head towards him. 'If you promise me it won't happen again, maybe?'
Knowing well enough he might not be able to keep his promise he replies with a weak 'whatever' and finally closed the small gap between your lips. Your eyes fluttered closed and you stayed like that for some time, lips softly moving against each other and pouring all your adoration and appreciation for the other into the kiss. When you pulled away you slowly opened your tired eyes again only to be met by Chans looking just as tired but still not with any less admiration.
You pecked his lips once more and finally turned your head away again to lie comfortably in his soft bed. You closed your eyes but you felt Chan pressing his lips to your cheeks once more for a few seconds before settling down at last too. 
'I love you,' you whisper, so quietly that even if you weren't alone it would only be heard by the one and only man it was meant for.
'I love you too,' he muttered before you finally both drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face and a content feeling of love in your hearts because you both knew that you were the only ones owning the other's heart and you couldn't be happier about it.
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