#and a side of Jun's arm muscles too ugh

[kristailine]

After Tekken 8, I can confirm that I'm indifferent with Reina

But her waistline is so snatchedt, body goals fr. She gets me inspired to stick to my fitness goals lol

Photo source here

[bangtangalicious]

the glow up | kth (4)

pairing: taehyung x reader

summary: after going off to college, you & your best friend committed to working out. a year later, the results show, and you cant wait for your hot hometown friends to see you. now all you wanna do is wild out and have lots of sex, and enjoy it without feeling insecure

genre: smut, childhoodfriends!au weightloss!au (is that a thing) friends-to-lovers!au

word count: 2.2k

warnings: tittie sucking, fingering (dubcon bc jungkook is an ass), misogyny/sexism, public sex (locker room), creampie, unprotected sex, slight slut shaming, body image issues (please remember that there is no ideal body type and every body is beautiful)

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“Hey y/n” You were startled at his use of your name as opposed to his endearing princess. He was dressed nicely in a black hoodie with his glasses on, but his expression was tense.

“Tae” You acknowledge him as you got into the passenger seat. You really really liked his car now. “Listen, you don’t have to be sorry about anything”

“No, I really do though. I could have just shut up and let you and Jimin have your happy ending” He huffed, “We both know it’ll ultimately work out that way anyway, I just added drama and I’m sorry”

You wondered exactly when Taehyung got so mature, or if he had always been this way and you just never noticed.

“Anyways…I hope its okay, but I invited Hobi and Jungkook to lunch with us” Your face dropped slightly, and he noticed. You hated that he was being awkward. You wanted to feel all the amazing things you had the other day all over again. Taehyung was a drug. You had a hit and now you wanted more.

“Tae…” You whispered, grabbing his hand and bringing it to your chest. His jaw clenched as he made contact with your heaving breast. “Please” You made pleading eyes at him allowing him to squeeze your tit slowly.

“Hood of the car. Now” He exhaled sternly. You did ask requested, finding yourself in a similar position, back over the headlights, legs wide open, licking your lips in anticipation.

“Sit up” He ordered as he pulled you towards him so that he was standing in between your legs. He pulled down your shirt color until he had access to your clothed breast, moving your bra cup aside and allowing his mouth to trail kisses from your neck—“Mmm you smell good”—to your collar—finally kissing your nipple.

He looked up at you with lust shot eyes as he flicked his tongue across before enveloping it into his mouth. He sucked like a baby, moaning into you, the vibrations from his deep voice stimulating you even more. It was a sigh to behold, as he gripped your hips to hold you against him and sucked you.

You cried out, breathing heavily with the way his tongue was splashing around in circles causing waves of heat to come over you. You liked the ways his lips felt around your nipple, and the way his tongue drew circles around it-you took note. So I’m into this. Huh. You were very aware of how damp your underwear was getting, as yoou ran hyour hands through his hair, clenching as you tilted your head back and moaned.

“You’re fucking delicious princess” He remarked, breaking away finally to admire how he had made you swollen. He ran his thumb over his work, giving one last pinch, making you squirm before he fixed your clothing, “But…we’ll have time for this later. Let’s get going” His eyes had a playful glimmer as he winked at you, riled up and unsatisfied.

Fucking tease.

You arrived at a small urban cafe in the more happening part of town. Hobi and Jungkook were already at a table outside, with tall mimosas in front of them. Jungkook had on flashy sunglasses but lowered them as he saw you approaching, giving you a flirty look and smirking slightly as he watched you walk. Taehyung pulled a chair out for you and you took a seat by Jungkook after giving Hobi a quick back hug.

“Cute outfit y/n. I love the baggy look” Hobi commented. Your face reddened, realizing it was probably really obvious you were wearing Jimin’s clothes.

“She looks hot as fuck.” Jungkook thirsted, shamelessly glancing at your breasts were faintly imprinting against the fabric. He downed the last of his drink.

As you guys shared a meal, you enjoyed conversing openly with Hobi and Jungkook about their sex lives. You appreciated how open and candid they were as you continued to attempt to understand your own desires more.

“Y/n how does it feel to be part of that crowd now” Hobi asked. You tilted your head in confusion. “You know...now that you’re the sexiest girl in town I bet everyone’s been making moves.”

“Yeah I’ve definitely been getting a lot more attention from guys. Shows how fucking shallow half of them are”

“You girls are all hoes though so it doesn’t really matter. Why else would you try so hard to look sexy, yanno? Like I could be hooking up with the same girl and no one else but I still wouldn’t date her because she’s probably gonna dip for the next best dick she can get.” Jungkook added. Taehyung rolled his eyes and kicked him under the table “Hey, I’m just being honest. Why else would you go through a glow up phase? We all did it at some point, we were like yeah I wanna get laid so I better bulk up”

“No Jungkook that’s what you did” Hobi chuckled. “Hot girls aren’t all hoes, and hot guys aren’t just hot so they can get laid. I don’t agree with that. But I do think that everyone needs to fuck around a bit before they settle into a serious relationship or anything. I think it’s healthy when people go around for a bit and then finally are like, yeah okay I’ve seen what’s out there so I can say for certain what I want” Hobi commented, changing the topic. He delved into some details of a recent relationship of his but unfortunately his words did not register with you as you suddenly felt a hand slipping under the waistline of your sweats.

You knew it had to be Jungkook, Taehyung would never touch you without asking. You mouth formed an O as his hand traced along your aroused folds, still wet from Taehyung’s quick tit suck earlier. You gulped, straining to keep your mouth shut as Hobi continued on. You glanced at Taehyung who was observing you very carefully, clearly aware of what was likely going on.

Jungkook slid a finger into your cunt and it sucked it in welcomingly. You bit your lip as he slowly retracted it, allowing you to hear the faint squelching of your tender muscle. 

He repeated his motions, causing you to move forward until you were barely hanging on the edge of the chair. You gripped the table tightly, knuckles whitening with the pressure. You wouldn’t dare look at Jungkook, knowing that seeing his face would probably send you over the edge.

He pumped his fingers in and out and you couldn’t help but feel a strange mixture of dread and enjoyment. Yes you were horny, Taehyung had ensured that, so being fingered felt great. But a ball turned in your stomach at the unwanted intrusion from your friend. Were these guys really like this to all the “attractive” girls they hang out with? Do they just constantly flirt and grope them? Ugh.

Taehyung pursed his lips tightly before he finally snapped. “Fucking Christ, just go ahead and fuck right here why don’t you” He folded his arms over his chest, shooting both of you a disappointed glare.

Jungkook slowly pulled his finger out of you and put it straight into his mouth,  and you finally made eye contact with him as he licked your arousal off of himself. 

“Y/n we’re leaving. God Jungkook did you even get consent you prick?” Taehyung spat at him. You got up and Jungkook slapped your ass playfully.

“She’s one of the hot girls now, might as well treat her like one. Text me babe” He sent an air kiss your way and you shuddered slightly. Taehyung gently took your wrist and led you away.

It was later that evening. Your heart was pounding, and a slight sense of dizziness overcame you as you sped the treadmill up even faster. Taehyung had agreed to accompany you to the gym and you had been sprinting as fast as you could for almost half an hour trying to blow off steam from the events that had happened at lunch. 

Jungkook’s words stuck with you, and in a fucked up way you felt like he was trying to prove a point. You felt the air in your lungs escape as your chest tightened. You were overdoing it. You knew that, but you wanted to feel numb. Wanted to feel the bliss of the aftermath of a super intense workout.

Your mind wandered to the biggest issue on your plate. Jimin. You wanted more than anything to go to him. To tell him what happened and get his advice. But you messed that up, and now you were no longer sure if it was worth messing it up. You had never been so conflicted in your life. Your bones screamed at you that your pace was getting too much, pain shooting up to your knees as you pounded your feet with every step. 

Talk about running away from your problems.

“Y/n!” Taehyung came over from where he had been doing weights and turned off the treadmill, bringing you to a rapid halt. You panted, sweat soaking you head to toe. Taehyung grabbed your arm to help you stay standing as you began to sway side to side with lightheadedness. You could see black spots paint your vision. He wrapped his arm around you and helped you walk into the locker room where luckily there was no one.

“I don’t wanna feel it Tae…I don’t wanna feel anything. This is all too much. I am so fucking confused. I miss Jimin, and what Jungkook did today I…” You held back a sob, “He’s right. This is what I want isn’t it? So why do I hate it so much. All you guys do whatever you want to these girls you usually get with and sexualize them so much and I’m just not used to it but that’s what I wanted right?”

Taehyung sighed, stroking your back, “Look princess…Jungkook and I aren’t the greatest people. After getting to college, you know how it is, we kinda all became fuckboys. The people we hang out with literally breathe to get off. Everyone fucks everyone else. And I’m no saint at all. I fuck around even more than Jungkook does, albeit I’m a bit more respectful about it, but it’s all the same game to us. I understand that this is all new for you but…I just want you to know that for me, I’m not treating you any differently because of this weight loss thing. I promise. They way I fuck you, the way I treat you…I would have done it just the same a year ago.”

“You say that but”

“I’ve wanted to have sex with you for years okay. I knew you before all of this fucking hook-up culture. I wanted you because I liked you. I still like you, even though we rarely see each other anymore. Not just because of your body. It happened now because you initiated it. I don’t know how else to get it through your head. And by God, what the fuck were you just doing? Were you trying to make yourself pass out? Why would you run that fast?”

“I just needed to relieve some stress okay”

“Then let me help you” His voice was husky and low. Time slowed down as Taehyung carefully leaned closer to you. He trailed his fingers down your sides and around the waist of your shorts, tugging the fabric ever so subtly. He remained still, breathing heavily with a heartbeat drowning out everything. “You can say no. Any time. Even if you realize later that you don’t want to do this anymore you can stop me. I won’t ever get mad and I won’t ever judge you” His voice was quivering before he grabbed your waist and pressed himself up close to you. “Do you want this princess? Can I take care of you?”

You nodded your head as Taehyung leaned down and kissed you while gently pushing you back against the lockers. He quickly pulled off your tanktop, not minding the sweat as he inhaled sharply. He lifted you so you could wrap your legs around him and began to slowly rock his body against yours.

He moaned into you mouth as he felt the impact of your bodies colliding. He spread your legs out wider and began to grind against you faster. You held back screams as he grabbed your breasts. Taehyung licked his lips and kissed you harshly, biting down your lips before mumbling “You’re so fucking hot princess”

“Taehyung” You finally moaned, giving him all the motivation he needed to grind faster. He slipped his hands under your sports bra and began to caress you. You cursed in pleasure.

Suddenly the two of you heard footsteps coming into the locker room. Taehyung allowed you to slide down as he quickly backed away. He took your hand and led you to a far corner of the room before sitting on the locker room bench and pulling your body down on his lap. You looked at him with concern, but Taehyung ignored it completely.

“Tae...you make me feel so fucking good”

“Yeah?” He grinned

“Aren’t we going to get caught?”

“I don’t care” He quickly tugged down your shorts as well as his own revealing his thick cock, with precum budding furiously at the tip, aching to be released. He helped you lower yourself onto him before he gripped your hips and began bouncing you up and down his length.

“Scream my name” He demanded, whispering darkly into your ear “you’re doing so good”

You whimpered, “Taehyung” you cried out as you felt yourself peaking, “Taehyung oh my god don’t stop,” You begged. He was shaking you so violently that you finally were pushed over the edge. 

You screamed his name louder than you meant to, feeling Taehyung smile against your neck. He let you get up off of him while he fixed his shorts. He was still aroused, but he didn’t mind. He just wanted you to feel good.

“Is everything okay we heard screaming?” One of the gym staff members walked in just as you had managed to get decent.

“Yes sir, everything is fine! She just saw a spider, poor thing” Taehyung pulled you back into him so you could feel his still hard cock against your asscheek  as the staff member nodded and left.

You waited until the footsteps seemed more far off. You turned around and couldn’t suppress your big smile as you made eye contact with Taehyung, who also grinned widely. He grabbed your waist and began to undress you again quickly.

“Hey that’s not fair. I wanna see your shirt off too” You pouted. Taehyung smirked, obeying you and pulling it off effortlessly. You traced the muscles on his chest that formed a perfect 11.

“Like what you see?”

“Jimin has a six pack soooo” You teased as you tugged on his waistline, helping him slide off his shorts again. Your eyes scanned him as he became naked and you licked your lips, “Yeah…” You met his eyes and giggled, “I like what I see”

“Yeah you better” He teased before attacking you with kisses again.

Taehyung slid back inside of your tight pussy while maintaining eye contact with you. He began sucking your neck playfully. He watched you carefully as he began to move in and out of you slowly, picking up the pace as he saw your positive reaction. Taehyung nuzzled his face into your breasts. 

“You’ve been waiting for this all day haven’t you” You teased.

“Yeah and what if I have” His voice was raspy, full of lust. The sound send chills down your spine and turned you on more. Taehyung could tell. “Oh you like that huh?” He continued to talk in that voice, grinning as he trailed kisses back up to your mouth.

Taehyung shifted you so your back was on the bench. He spread your legs and entered you slowly. You tilted your head back and just took it all in. After some pumping Taehyung lowered himself closer to your body and looked at you deeply.

“You close?” You asked him sincerely. Taehyung nodded, moaning slightly into your shoulder. You were unsure what to do to help him at that point, your orgasm earlier leaving you too spent for another one. So you decided to just tease him. “What was it that they say in pornos...oh right. You’re doing so good baby” You felt Taehyung’s hips buckle at your words, “Will you please cum for me? God you’re sooooo hot mmm, just like that” You played your most seductive voice and Taehyung knew you were messing around but it still turned him on. 

He kissed you chastely, hands grabbing your ass tightly as he came. He cursed under his breath & eventually fell into your lap in exhaustion.

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A/N: im tired man idk

taglist: (lmk if you wanna be added!!) @honeyspillings @hollowtree10

[instakpop]

Suho scenario - valentines surprise

Reuploaded

Genre: Smut

Summary: After a romantic Valintine’s dinner with Junmyeon, he takes you back to the hotel for his surprise you have in store ;)

warning: VERY NSFW, fingering, daddy!Junmyeon

A/N this is taking place in Newyork and the hotel is the Lotte New York Palace (absolutely beautiful place to be). I got very lost in this one. I had lots of room for my imagination ;)

“You look, beautiful, Y/n. I’ve always wanted to take you here.” He said looking at me with a smile. I smiled shyly and thanked him for the spontaneous compliment. I could hardly look at him without blushing. The low lighting and glow of the candles illuminated his face to perfection. I wanted to look nice for him. I wore his favorite strapless cocktail dress and a surprise underneath.

Junmyeon took me to one of the most popular restaurants in New York. It’s practically impossible to get a reservation on Valintine’s Day, but he had it booked for months. We ate our dinner while sharing stories about our week and laughed at his random jokes. The waiter came by with two glasses of champagne along with chocolate lava cake.

“Ahh.” He said raising his fork. I smiled and accepted his kind offering, slowly closing my eyes, tasting the dark chocolate melt on my tongue. I could practically feel his heart beating as he watched me. We continued our conversation, finishing our dessert and drinks. “I have a surprise for you,” I said.

“What would that be?” he asked teasingly

“It’s at the hotel for you,” I replied with a wink

He quickly raised his hand into the air and asked for the check. After signing for his card he grabbed my hand and walked us to the valet. I held his hand, bringing him closer to me. He leaned down giving me a chaste kiss. I could taste the sweet champagne and chocolate on his soft lips. He pulled away as his car arrived and the employee handed him the keys. Junmyeon opened the door for me and closed it when I settled into the passenger seat.

I rested my head back as one of his hands gripped the steering wheel, the other on my upper thigh. His fingers slid under my dress aiming for my wet core. “Junmyeon. Be patient.” I whispered not wanting to spoil the surprise.

“Filthy little girl of mine.” He firmly grabbed my thigh, pressing his foot down on the accelerator. He weaved through the traffic, eager to get me to our hotel. I gasped as he hit the breaks, Parking the car at the entrance of the hotel. He tossed his keys to the other valet and opened my door and into the lobby, guiding me out with his hand on my back. “Good evening Mr.Kim.” The front desk girl said. He smiled at her and pushed the button for the elevator. As the doors opened we walked inside and he hit the button for our floor.

I was pressed against his front as he kissed my neck. “Cameras, Junmyeon,” I warned him. He looked up at the corner of the elevator and sighed. The last thing I need is for some security guard seeing us almost have sex in an elevator. The doors finally opened and Junmyeon took my hand, leading us to our suite. He opened the door, letting me walk in first. I looked around still amazed at how stunning it was. “This suite is absolutely gorgeous,” I said.

Junmyeon came up behind me and kissed my neck, just below my ear. “So are you, baby girl,” I tilted my head back onto his shoulder, wanting to feel more. He nibbled on the skin, grabbing onto my hips. A moan escaped my lips as he bit my sweet spot, leaving a love bite. He turned me around to face him and kissed my waiting lips. I rested my hand on the back of his head, tilting it to one side, deepening our heated kiss.

Junmyeon bent down slightly and grabbed the back of my thighs, lifting me to his level. I wrapped my legs around him, letting my heels fall off of my feet. He walked us to the master bedroom, never breaking our make out session. His hands grasped my ass making me jump. He moaned into our kiss, feeling me grind on his erection. “Jun…” I said traveling my lips down to his jawline. He placed me onto the sheets of our bed and kissed me again, before taking off his jacket and a button-down shirt.

“Where exactly is my surprise?” he asked wearing nothing but his Calvin Klein’s. “It’s hidden somewhere,” I said innocently. “ He looked around the room, wondering what I was talking about. Until his eyes landed on me. He walked to the side of the bed, where I was sitting. His hand reached up my dress as he stared into my eyes. “Is it here?” He asked with a smirk. I shook my head slightly caught off guard by his touch. He leaned up toward my face. His finger hooked onto the neckline of my dress as his lips ghosted over mine.

“It’s here isn’t it?” I smirked at him, giving the answer through my expression. His hand immediately reached being me, unzipping my dress, pulling it off of me. He sighed at the sight of me. I wore his favorite pick bralette, completely sheer and lace, without the matching panties for an extra touch. “You have no idea what you are doing to me,” he whispered. His strong arms pushed me to the middle of the mattress, climbing over me.

His lips pressed a trail of kissed down my abdomen towards my wet heat. I inhaled a sharp breath as his long finger slid into me. I gripped onto the sheets, feeling his breath over where I needed him the most. I ran my fingers through his hair, unable to stays till while he added another finger and wrapped his warm lips around my clit. “Mmmm… I love it when you kiss me there, daddy.” He took my word as an invitation to add another finger. I arched my back as his fingers curled deeper inside of me, brushing my g-spot.

“ugh! Daddy!” I shouted. He growled against my clit, vibrating the sensitive bud. I raked my fingers through his silky hair as he slammed his fingers into my center. He loved it when I called him ‘daddy’. “Just breathe, baby. Feel me.” his voice became raspy and low. My sweet boyfriend was gone, he was replaced by my sexy animal, Junmyeon.

His tongue over my clit, his fingers in my wet core, his dark voice was all too much. I gave a long loud moan. My muscles tightened and twisted at his rapid speed. “Daddy! I’m so sensitive, please. Mmmm don’t stop.” his head bobbed with every lick and kiss. I let go of trying to hold back. He continued to work my center as I rode out my high, hitting every spot. My breathing got faster, I gripped his locks, never wanting this exact moment to end. Junmyeon hummed against my clit, making me scream his name.

“Daddy~”

My stomach muscles became sore after a few more seconds of bliss. I let out a deep breath as I started to come back down, shaking as the aftershock pulsed through me. “Relax, daddy’s got you.” I looked down at him, seeing his once perfectly done hair completely messy. He took his fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean. “You taste better than our dessert.” He said with a smirk. He took my chin in his hands, pulling me up to him, my legs still wobbly. “Taste yourself, baby.” I moaned at his words before pressing my lips to his hungrily. His tongue slipped into my mouth, massaging mine.

He pressed my back down to the sheets below us. He kissed my neck right on my love bite. “Round two?” I asked. He looked at me raising an eyebrow. “Are you sure you can handle my cock, already?” He said with a smirk. I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him on top of me. I never give up that easily.

He lined up and my center and thrust without warning. I gasped into his open mouth. He nibbled on my lower lip and smirked at my shocked expression. He nuzzled into my neck, his round, soft cheeks rubbing against my new mark with each steady thrust. I held onto his strong back, moving my legs around him for a better angle. My breasts bounced against his broad chest, my tender core flexed around him. My limbs started to feel weak from my first climax.

“D-daddy.” I cried out. Junmyeon knew I was a bit tired so he lifted my hips, smashing them into his quickly. I didn’t know what to do with myself, I just ran my fingers through my hair and let him take control. He hooked his forearm under my lower back and collapsed above me, holding himself up with one arm. I felt another climax building, I started to think I wasn’t ready for his cock just yet, but it felt so damn good! I gathered all my strength and flexed around his thick erection, my nails scratching down his back. Junmyeon yelled out powerfully.

“Oh god, baby!”

But he was far from over his fingers started to rub my aching clit. I felt a flow of tingle race through my limbs, I felt weaker and weaker with every harsh thrust.

“D- daddy~ I-” I tried to speak, but my words failed me. Junmyeon’s mouth formed a perfect “O” shape and my vision faded to black. I fell completely unconscious in his arms.

“Baby? Y/n~” I heard Junmyeon softly calling for me. My eyes fluttered open, I stretched out my arms and looked at him with confusion. I tried to sit up, but he gently held me down.

“Just relax, love.” He whispered with a kiss to my swollen lips. I was wrapped up in the satin sheets, while Junmyeon pet down my hair softly.

“I passed out didn’t I?” I asked, Junmyeon nodded and attempted not to smile. He just lifted the sheets and crawled in next to me. I snuggled into his warm body and kissed his neck.

“Thank you for tonight, though. It really was amazing.” I said into his neck.

“Anything for you, baby”

THE END

[words-are-like-colors]

Title: Addicted To Shortie. Chapter 1

Originally Posted On: Jun 15, 2016

Word count: 4927

Rating: T

Relationship: M/M

Parts: 1/?

Tags: Edward/Envy, Edward Elric, Envy, first person POV, fluff later, Hurt!Ed, Highschoolers

Summary for Chapter 1: ...

Notes: Much thanks to @miles-to-go2 THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Edit: As for now, I’m discontinuing this fic. 

Yay! The first day of school! Sounds fun right? Nope! I hate school. Every. Single. Bit of it. Those plastic girls, jocks, bullies, lunches, getting up early to go, bossy teachers, homework, tests.... the list goes on and on and on.

So today, I walked into school like almost every other kid in America. Damn laws, forcing us to go to school. Who created this law anyway? Hopefully I'll find out one day, so I can slap them (or, in the likelihood that they’re dead, I can spit on their grave).

I wandered the hallways until I reached homeroom, pushing past a group of yapping girls to get into the classroom. After making my way to the very back of the room where my desk resided, I tossed my bag onto the floor and flopped down into the chair, popping my feet up on the desk. I watched as people came into the room while I absentmindedly played with a piece of my long dark green hair. It fanned out behind me like a… well... palm tree. THERE! I admitted it.  

You might be wondering who I am. And here is the answer to that--I'm Envy Alister! Don't be shocked. I come from a family of people named after sins. Lust and Greed Alister are my parents, and Sloth and Wrath are my two siblings. Sloth is in her senior year while Wrath is in 6th grade. Pride and Gluttony are my uncles on my mother's side, but they are long gone. No wonder everyone avoids me, I was named after the ugliest sin. Ugh, I wish I wasn't born into this family.

"Oof!" I jerked around in my seat to see that a golden-haired boy had tripped on his way over to his desk, hitting his arm on it--which was right next to mine. Bad choice, kid.

I smirked, looking at the boy. "Have a nice fall, Shortie?" The name rolled off of my tongue easily, teasing the kid about his height.

Shortie looked up at me as he managed to get into the chair. His golden eyes shocked me so much that I didn't even hear him shout that he wasn't short. Those eyes held some fire and.... something else I couldn't figure out. Only when I realized that I was staring did I look away.

I glanced up at the teacher as he started to call out names. "...Envy Alister..." I rose a finger into the air. The teacher, the same one I had last year for history, gave me a dirty look. 'Mr.' more like 'dickhead' Mustang continued saying names. "...Edward Elric..." Shortie next to me yelped out a “here.”

I kind of zoned out for most of the rest of the name call, but I heard the names of my two friends called out, Russell Tringham and Ling Yao. Mustang started to walk around passing out schedules although mine was partially thrown into my face.

I quickly skimmed through my schedule before stuffing it in my bag.

(1. Chemistry-- Kimblee

2. World History-- Mustang

3. Algebra-- Hawkeye

4. Gym-- Armstrong

5. English-- Fuery  

6. Wood Shop-- Havoc )

I watched Ed out of the corner of my eye as he read his schedule. Damn, he’s smart according to his classes. But ah-ha! I'm smart as well.

It seemed like my staring made Shortie nervous, because he kept lightly tugging at his braid and shooting shy glances at me. Luckily the bell saved him, and he leapt up from his seat and quickly walked out of the classroom. I let out a sigh, threw my bag over my shoulder, and stood up. Ling bounced over to me, his black ponytail swishing a bit as he walked. "YO! Envy!"

"What?" I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear without noticing as I looked at my friend.

"I saw you staring at the new kid," Ling teased, bumping my arm slightly and starting towards the door.

I rolled my eyes. "I wasn't staring at him. Okay?”

Ling laughed, not believing my lie. "Alrighty then. See ya'!" He walked off into a different hallway.

I walked into Chem class a few moments later and spotted Shortie at the back of the classroom. I skipped over to him, my hair bouncing with me and annoying a lot of the people getting hit by it. But guess what? I didn’t care! "Hello Shortie." I fell into the seat next to him. The tables were so sat two together.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THAT THEY CAN FIT UNDER A DOOR JAMB?!?" Ed faced me with a look of utmost fury, which made me chuckle, driving him even madder.

"Quiet down, Ed," I said, once people started to turn around and stare. I don't like people staring at me, and after glancing at Shortie, he didn't either. He was flinching away from the stares.

"Whatever," he muttered at me under his breath once people looked away. "How do you know my name anyways?"

I rolled my violet eyes. "I was paying attention during roll call. And saw your schedule. We have the afternoon together."

Ed just stared at me with those wonderful golden eyes for a moment then muttered, "I didn't catch yours."

"Envy Alister," I said to him before looking up at the Chemistry teacher. Kimblee stood at the front of the classroom, a smirk spread across his face. His dark black hair was pulled up into a tight pony tail, which clashed with his all-white clothing. He put some notes up on the board for us to copy down. I simply sit back in my chair, tilting it back a bit to recline. It's not like I'm going to start working on the first day of school, so I decided to watch Shortie some more.

Shortie had pulled out a binder from his black bag, a flamal imprinted on it. He opened up the binder to a blank page and grabbed a pen. I bit my lip a little as I watched, my gaze lingering a bit on his golden hair. It was pulled back into a braid and a few pieces were poking out, as if he had rushed to braid it this morning. My fingers itched to undo it and fix it. I'll find a chance to do it today, even if he doesn't let me.

Crash. My chair tilted back too far, making me fall backwards and slam the back on my head on the desk behind me. "Ow, fuck." I couldn't see anything, it was all blurry. Unwanted tears had gathered at my eyes due to the pain and shock of falling over. My vision continued to get blurrier until my vision went black.

"Dammit Envy, wake up already."

"No..." I let out a weak groan, rolling over slightly until my foot hit something… someone, more like.

I felt a poking. "The nurse is getting nervous and I want to go back to class."

I recognized the voice and opened my eyes a little. "Shortie...?"

"IT'S EDWARD, NOT SHORTIE," he yelled.

I let out a small chuckle and tried to sit up, which just caused dizziness, forcing me to fall back on the pillow. We were in the nurse's office. At least the bed is somewhat comfy. "How long was I out?" I asked after a moment.

"Two hours, it's lunch now. Nurse wanted you to stay here the rest of the day. I was forced to stay and watch you." I noticed the noise of a pen moving against paper and realized that Ed was doing class work.

I nodded a little and grabbed the pillow that was under my head, pulling it to my chest as if i was hugging a stuffed animal. Let's see what Shortie would do; might as well mess with him a little.

My eyes were closed, so I sat and listened. After a moment or two, Ed's binder snapped shut and he put it away. Silence. The bed creaked a little, as if Ed had gotten up or moved a little. Suddenly I felt something warm on my cheek, moving a piece of hair to the side. I almost opened my eyes, but kept them shut firmly. I wasn't expecting Shortie to touch me! Who would willingly touch me?

To cover the slight uncharacteristic blush that had jumped to my cheeks, I nuzzled my face into the bed sheets, as if I was sleeping. The hand was pulled away and the bed lifted up as Shortie got up. There was some rustling of fabric, then the soft noise of gauze being unrolled. Curiosity pricked at my stomach. Did he hurt himself somehow?

I slowly rolled over and let go of the pillow. I slid my violet eyes open as if I was waking up to see that Ed was already done with the gauze. He had done quick work of wrapping it up from his hands to his elbows on both arms. Small dots of blood could be seen on his right arm. "Ed? What are you doing?" I whispered, still too out-of-it to put the pieces together.

"Huh?" He glanced at me and paled a little, his golden eyes turning fearful. "I-I was just.... fixing up something. I fell yesterday and scraped both arms."

"Oh. Okay." I just shrugged and yawned a little. Maybe I should sleep, I thought,  but I don’t want him to leave.... Another blush hopped up to my cheeks; I quickly rolled over so Shortie wouldn't see. I forced down my blush and glanced up at Ed. He had pulled his dark grey hoodie back on, tugging at the sleeves a little to cover his hands. The cuffs of the sleeves looked like they were being constantly picked at; there was a homemade thumb hole made on each cuff.

"Tell me about yourself," I commanded, rolling over onto my side with an arm thrown down my body so that my hand rested on my hip. To be honest, I do have a female-like body in some ways. Nice hips and some curves. It doesn't help when I pull my hair back into a ponytail.

"No." Shortie didn't even look at me as he picked at the cuffs.

"Why not?"

"Why won't you shut up?" he shot back.

"It's kinda boring laying in this bed alone." I hid my smirk.

Ed glanced up at me in surprise. His golden eyes sparkled as he thought. "Only if you shut up and go asleep," he muttered at last.

I grinned. "Deal." I held up the sheet so Ed could crawl under it, so he did. Ed visibly stiffened as he laid there, staring at me. I sighed and lightly put my hand on his shoulder. The muscles in his shoulder flinched a little, but Ed was holding back. "Just relax," I whispered, uncharacteristically kind.  

Shortie nodded a bit and relaxed. A small smile and blush crept up on his face. I wasn't expecting that, but I smiled back at him. I shifted closer to him so our knees touched just a little before I closed my eyes.

The last thing I remember before falling asleep was Ed sliding his arms around my neck and shoving his face into my shoulder.  

A few hours later, I opened my eyes to darkness. Ed must have forgotten to wake me up, I thought. Maybe he went home and forgot about me. I went to roll over onto my back but I felt resistance. Arms were around my neck. "Shortie? Why you cuddling me?" I whispered, realizing that he was snuggled against me in a warm embrace.

"Mrff." A low sound came out of him as he slowly woke up. He blinked his golden eyes tiredly and looked at me. His eyes seemed to glow in the darkness.

"Ed, what are you doing?" Why is he touching me? Aren't I the sin, the evil one nobody likes, the jerk that can't be loved? Love… God, that word is overused.

"I was sleeping until you woke me up," he grumbled, pulling back slowly. I was so tempted to reach out and pull him back against me, but for some reason I held back--I never hold back.

I rolled my eyes a little and sat up, looking around in the darkness. I fumbled around until I managed to pull my phone out of my tight jeans. I clicked the home button and my phone turned on with full brightness. It blinded both of us for a minute before I managed to turn down the glow. The time read 4:39. We glanced at each of other. "Shit. We're locked in the school."

We both jumped off of the bed and ran to the walls, running our fingers over the walls to find the light switch. I didn't flinch as I heard the thump and clatter as stuff fell. Once I found the light switch, I flicked it on to see Shortie, face first on the floor with the contents of his bag all over him. He must’ve ran into the bag, which was hanging on the hook by the floor.

A smirk spread across my face as I dissolved into fits of laughter. Damn, Shortie could be amusing.

"Oh shut up," Ed muttered, cleaning up the mess he had made as I calmed down from my laughter.

I smiled, now very giddy. "Come on Ed. We have the school to ourselves. Let's play around." I let out a soft giggle. Once I start laughing, I don't stop. That has made problems in the past, getting all giddy and then breaking something. Another reason I have Russell in my group; he always forces me to calm down.

Ed sighed softly and looked at me. "What kind of playing? I don't want to vandalize the school, but I don't want to... to go h-home..." Ed stuttered at the word home and looked down, clearly uncomfortable.

Noticing but not pushing the issue, I said, "We can go on the streets, then, or go to my place." I quickly grabbed my bag and flung it over my shoulder.

"Your place then, if it's nice," Ed said as he walked to the door and opened it. We quickly left the school and started to walk down the street. We barely talked; the only thing Shortie said was that he had just recently moved.

I climbed up the front steps once we got home and opened the door for Shortie. He nodded thanks and stepped in.

"Welcome to my house, Shortie." I spread my arms out wide and dramatically.

A small snicker could be heard behind me from Ed, obviously amused by my opening. "Your house is big." I glanced at him to see him smiling softly, looking around.

"Envy! You’re home!" Little Wrath ran across the living room and ran towards me. "You're late."

"Yeah. Sorry, Wrath." A face pressed into my shoulder blade. Ed's warm hands gripped at my shirt. "Ed? Something wrong?" I asked, fighting the blush that was rising up my face.

"Why is he dressed like that? Is he your brother?" Ed muttered.

I looked at Wrath up and down for a moment. He was smiling brightly while trying to get a glimpse of Ed. He was wearing a crop shirt and shorts, plus arm gloves, all dark green (like the anime). "Wrath? Why’re you wearing that?"

"Why not? We're at home, aren't we?" He was still trying to get a look at Ed. "You hiding a small girl back there?"

I face-palmed just as Ed shouted, "I'M NOT A WOMAN AND I'M TALLER THAN YOU SO SHUT UP ABOUT IT!"

"Calm down, Ed." I grabbed Shortie's wrist and practically dragged him upstairs.

"Let me get at him!" He struggled against my grip but relaxed and followed me once out of Wrath's sight. Halfway up the stairs, I felt Ed twist his wrist to get out of my grip then, shockingly, slip his hand into mine, twining our fingers. A blush crept up my cheeks again as we made the rest of the way upstairs. Why can't control my face?! Goddammit Ed.

The second door on the left side of the hallway was my room. I opened the door with my free hand. "Here we go, Shortie." It seemed like Ed didn't mind being called Shortie by me, or he was just too focused on looking around my room to notice.

I grinned and looked around as well. Like almost everything else, the room was dark green, red, and black. Posters spanned the walls. At one point in my life (aka a couple years ago), I turned into an anime freak and learned Japanese so I could talk to Ling in his native language. I hid my obsession most of the time. I looked down at the ground in self-consciousness as Shortie looked around.

Shortie glanced back at me. "I like your room," he mumbled a little. He looked around again, then froze at the sight of my manga box. "You know, I never got into anime...."

I let go of his hand and nudged him towards the box. "Start reading then. I'll just be changing into something else and telling Sloth that I'm home."  I quickly grabbed some things and headed out of the room.

I changed in the bathroom. My clothing is kinda like Wrath's, except that I have a skirt instead of shorts. I smirked at my reflection in the mirror and popped a hip.

Once out of the bathroom, I skipped down the stairs two at a time, a joyful hop in each step. I skipped over into the kitchen. "Sloth! I'm home!"

My older sibling looked up from what she was making and flashed a small soft smile at me. "Wrath told me. I'm making dinner. Parents won't be home tonight." Sloth was wearing an apron over a black floor-length slim dress. Her pale brown hair pulled into a loose ponytail over her shoulder in the classic ponytail=early death thing. I've told her many times to change her style but she never listened.

I nodded as she continued, "Wrath also told me that you brought a short girlfriend home."

A frown spread across my lips. "One, he is not a woman, and two, never let him hear you call him short."

Sloth smirked a little. "Oh, how do you KNOW that he's not short and a woman." She wriggled her eyebrows a little.

I instantly went beet red. "SLOTH!"

She giggled softly and continued to make dinner. Wrath hopped into the kitchen and started to help, his dark hair pulled back into a ‘tail so it wouldn't get into the food.

I sighed, bored once again. Everyone seems to ignore my presence. Lust and Greed are always out so Sloth is more like my mother, but she cares for Wrath more. The younger me, (I don't know why, but people keep saying that he’s like mini-me), always gets attention. His cute face and personality always win. Yes, my friends Ling and Russell watch my back, but over the past year it's seemed like they were drifting away from me and more towards each other. So who cares about me now?

Ed.

I forgot him upstairs in my bedroom. I quickly left the kitchen and went upstairs and into my room. I opened the door to see Ed curled up in my blankets, the manga loose in his hand. It looked like he had fallen asleep after a few pages. "Edward Elric~ Wakey Wakey~" I said in a sing song voice, bending over him.

"...no," he grumbled in his sleep and curled up tighter, letting go of the manga. He pulled the sheets tighter around him.

I sighed and poked him. "Dinner is going to be done soon," I said, continuing to poke.

"Don't care. Too sleepy," he grumbled, not opening his eyes and obviously not wanting to get out of my bed.

I frowned at him. "Fine. Whatever. I'll just eat your share of food," I huffed, and walked out of my room. Shortie doesn't deserve the food Sloth makes if he doesn't have the respect to at least get up and see who she is. I normally wouldn't care, but I have to admit, Sloth's food is good.

Once dinner was finished and ate, I yawned and headed back upstairs with a wave goodnight to Sloth and Wrath. I pushed open my bedroom door to find that Shortie had thrown off his pants and shirt (leaving the sweatshirt on) and continued to sleep, his hair now down. I let out a soft groan. Damn, this kid could adjust to someone else's home fast.

I looked around my room and sighed. I wasn't going to sleep on the couch, that was for sure. Hopefully Shortie didn’t mind sleeping next to someone else.

I slipped off my own clothes. I would’ve kept my clothes on, but Ed had stripped, so why shouldn't I? My gaze flicked over to Edward then down at myself. My whole body seem to flush as I thought of something that I shouldn't have, forcing me to look away. Does Ed like guys, does he care that I slept next to him? The way he acted around me was giving off the vibe that he liked guys. Or was it just because I look kinda like a girl in some aspects? I bit my lip a little and slid under the covers next to him. I blushed again and rolled over so my back was facing him, so I wasn’t looking at him.

I stared out the window, not able to sleep. My nerves were hypersensitive to the boy sleeping next to me, my ears sharp and perking up at every breath he takes. I tried to turn off my thoughts as I stared outside at the sparkling night sky. The moon was blinding white. For the past week it had been covered with clouds for some odd reason, but tonight it was different.

"...Envy..." I heard the Shortie say my name. I would never had heard it if the whole house wasn't silent like it was then. I was about to turn around when I felt him pressed up against my back, his breathing tickling the back of my neck, making me freeze. So I just laid there, stiff and afraid to move for the rest of the night.

I was still awake that morning, sun now flowing out of the window. Ed had slipped his arms around me during the night, as if he was hugging me. A blush was still plastered across my cheeks. I normally would have been enjoying this, but I had no idea why Ed was acting like this. Usually there’s a reason, but the boy seemed just to do stuff and not care if he was bothering the other person. I so wanted to roll over and cuddle the Shortie to my chest, but what if Sloth walked in? Or even worse, Wrath. Sloth wakes me up most mornings but she hadn't come in today, probably respecting my privacy with when I was with Ed.

I began to get frustrated and poked Shortie's shoulder. "Wake up. It's time for school."

The arms around me tightened for a moment, then loosened as he woke up. "Hm... What?" I felt him nuzzle my hair for a moment before pulling back and sitting up. I let out a sigh of relief and sat up as well. "We have to get ready for school." I slid off of my bed and pushed stuff around in my drawer, looking for something to wear. Once I found the things I was looking for, I turned back around and faced Ed. "You have to wear what you have unless you want to shimmy into Wrath's clothes." I let out a smirk. "You're just small enough that you might fit."

"HEY! I'M NOT THAT SM-" I shut the door behind me as I left to change in the bathroom again, cutting off Ed's shouts.

I took a quick shower, trying not to take too long. My eyes began to droop and I got out of the shower. I was really tired! I tried splashing water on my face, which didn't do anything. I shouldn't have slept with Shortie! Now I was going to keep falling asleep all day and have to go back to the clinic… not like I cared or anything, but Ed would follow me there anyways. That kid was pretty clingy, and I couldn’t seem to shake him off for some reason.

I finished up in the bathroom and bounced, kinda sideways due to tiredness, down the stairs and into the kitchen. I saw that Ed was already sitting at the table. He was dressed in Wrath's clothes, a dark top with jeans. His familiar sweatshirt was still on and his hair was rebraided. His head jerked up as he saw me walk in, a smile spreading across his face. I forced a small smile and I sat next to him. Wrath and Sloth were sitting across from us. By the looks of it, Ed had introduced himself to Sloth already. I started to eat the food in front of me, without saying a single “good morning.”

I heard Sloth sigh and say towards me, "Mother and Father aren't back yet."

"Not like I care. They’re always out doing 'stuff’ alone together,” I said, using finger quotation marks, “clearly not caring about us."

Sloth nodded while Ed looked at me, confused. "I'll explain later," I grumbled at him, still eating. Ed had placed his fork down and just sat there. I glanced up at him. He had a small frown on his face, looking at his plate. "What's wrong?" I asked him.

"I can't finish this," he said in a very small voice.

Sloth shrugged. "You don't have to."

"But you made it for me," Shortie kept saying softly.

I frowned. "It's fine. Sloth does--"

"ENVY! Your girlfriend doesn't want to eat because she doesn't want to get fat." Wrath smirked at me from across the table, wriggling his eyebrows.

Anger flared up in me as I growled at him. "He's not a girl. He's a guy," just as Ed shouted, "I'M NOT A WOMAN!"

Wrath laughed, but he shut up as Sloth batted him on the back of the head. "Anyways," Sloth shot Wrath a glare, "why do you look so tired Envy?"

I shrugged and scarfed down the rest of my food quickly while Ed gave me a strange look, as if asking me the same thing. "Oh! Look at the time. We might be late for school!" I cried out pointedly at Ed, meaning to say, "I'm fucking done with this conversation.”

"O-ok." Shortie glanced at his plate of food before getting up and fetching his bags.

Sloth bathed us in goodbyes as Ed and I made it out the door. "Phew." I let out a breath of relief and pulled my phone out of my pocket. I clicked a few buttons on it until finding Ling's contact and called him. I watched Ed sit down and wrap his arms around his knees as Ling's phone ringed. Shortie's face was facing down at the ground, a mixture of a frown and a smile on his face. This confused me so greatly that I didn't hear that Ling has picked up until the third yell of, "HELLO?!"

"Hey Ling. I need a ride."

"You have that little friend of yours with you, don't you?" Ling said, a knowing sigh in his voice.

"It's not like that! But yeah. Shortie [Ed: IM NOT SHORT DUMBASS] is here." I smirked a little at his screams.

"I'll be right there." Ling hung up the phone with a loud click. I plopped down onto the ground next to Ed.

"You two have to sit together." I stared at the car as Russell laughed at me. The car was full except for the front seat. Ling was driving, and the three back seats were full with Russell, Winry and Rose. Fuck. Why this?! I was mentally fuming. Why the hell did he pick up all of our friends? Was he trying to embarrass us?

Ed looked up at the people the car, stiffly standing next to me. I watched him relax slowly once looking at who was packed into the car. I let out a sigh. "Fine." Grumbling, I threw our bags into the trunk then plopped down into the passenger seat. "Come on, Shortie."

Shortie shot me a glare then walked over to the car slowly. He bit his lip a little and sat down gently onto my lap, shifting a little so his back was pressed against my chest. His head came up to just under my chin, so I could’ve easily shoved my nose into his golden hair. Both of our cheeks lit up as Ling snickered. I reached over and shut the door just as Ling began to drive off.

"Hi Eddy!" Winry said, smiling.

"Don't call me Eddy! It's Ed!" Shortie protested in my lap, obviously upset at the nickname, but he calmed down. "Hi..... Sorry, I don't know your names."

I wound my arms around Ed as my friends introduced themselves. He seemed not to notice, so I took that as a good sign. Oh God, I was tired. I dipped my head and rested my forehead on his shoulder. Maybe I could get a few moments of rest before we got to school….