#and before i forget: these as well. it's out of order. i don't care. should've posted these first tho lol

[yakny]

UNDER A PSEUDONYM I DREAM OF YOU AGAIN

[bonny-kookoo]

Hiii since you mentioned that we should something I was thinking if you’d like to maybe write a Drabble about unstable!jk basically announcing and/or presenting oc as his partner and the reactions since he’s usually known as being reserved ? Most of his then already noticed but like maybe with Jin’s mother when they visited?

It's kind of his own fault. He should've told them before he came over. He should've known that, despite him hating that side of himself, he still is only partly human- some instincts of his other half still present and definitely awakening now more than ever with you at his side.

The moment Jin attempts to hug you, Jungkook can feel his body move- without his command, completely on autopilot as he puts himself between the taller alien hybrid and you, who's just as surprised about it as Jungkook himself is.

"Oh!" Jin's mother immediately claps her hands together, holding them in front of her face that's completely taken over by a warm smile of anticipation. "Don't tell me-?" She almost whispers, and Jungkook rubs his neck, before he reluctantly stands behind you again, unable to keep his hands to himself however, as he keeps homd of your sleeve in an attempt to be less.. well, obvious.

"Uhm.. yes. We're partners-" he starts, when he's instantly tackled by the older woman, who hugs him first, before she does you- taking a good look at you for a good moment with shining eyes.

"Oh that's so lovely! You two are absolutely adorable together- does he treat you well? He can be a bit rough sometimes, you gotta give him a smack on the head every now and then if he acts out you hear me?" She tells you, while Seokjin is laughing so much he has to hold his stomach. "He's a man with a heart as soft as powdered sugar- so don't feel like you've got to act well just to please him-"

"I'm sure she knows that.." Jungkook growls now, slowly pulling you back closer to him, his arms around you as he stands behind you, body pressed close. "...I take good care of her.." he mumbles almost annoyed- but you know, he's most likely just a bit shy right now.

Your hands find his to hold, as you smile at the woman.

"There's nothing to worry about." You tell her. "I trust him with my life any day." You say, feeling him home you just a bit closer.

"Oh, hear that? Seokjin! Don't just stand there and celebrate your brothers shame and put some food on the table, yeah?!" She scolds, before she helps him set the table with food and drinks.

"You mean it?" Jungkook asks as you both find a small moment just for yourselves.

"Of course." You say, turning around to look at him, before you lean up while pushing his shoulders down to you, in order to find enough leverage to press a kiss to his cheek. "Trust is what love needs to grow, after all." You day, and he forgets for a moment that you're not alone, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips-

The action instantly greeted by Seokjin laughing, and his mother almost jumping with joy.

[andillneverbethesame]

begin again - j.p

❥ james potter x fem reader

❥ summary; after months of getting over a rough break up, you're ready to start again

❥ warnings; none?? i think?? just mentions of past shitty relationship

❥ word count; 1,375

❥ a/n; based off begin again by taylor swift (i prob want to start writing more fics based of taylor songs so write ur ideas in the comments)

you took a deep breath and starred at yourself in the mirror. your hair was in a braid that fell down your back. you were wearing a red knee-length dress that you bought for this date and you wore heels of the same colour.

you had thought, "should i really wear those heels? maybe i should take them off." but then you realized you wanted to wear them. you realized there was no one to tell you what to wear anymore so you kept them on.

after the last check you looked okay, you headed to the hall of your flat. you put on a beige coat and you didn't forget your headphones.

one of your favourite songs started playing. the one he never liked, the one he never understood, the one he would skip to some of his unknown indie bands when you two were in his car. thousands of memories came to flood your mind but you didn't turn off the song, no, you turned off the lock, sighed and headed outside.

i should've taken a nice long walk to calm down my nerves, you thought as the bus comes to a stop close to the café you and james were meeting in. you were too early.

you soon were standing in front of the café, nerves were covering every inch of your body and you felt like you were going to vomit any second.

you checked the time again. it was 2:35p.m.

what will james think of me if he finds out i am almost 30 minutes early to this date?

you were sure he wasn't going to be there yet. you knew james from work and he was always late, even to important events.

you walked into the café, welcoming the warmth after standing in a colder november weather. you took off your headphones and looked around, searching for an empty table.

and that's when your eyes landed on him. he noticed you too. he stood up and waved at you with a smile. james was wearing a red jumper and black trousers. you realized that his black hair were much less messy than when you see him at work. he tried to style it for this date. for you. the thought made butterflies fly in your belly.

when you reached his table, he pulled out the chair, took off your coat and helped you get comfortable.

wow, this is nice. he had never done this.

"you're early," you commented, trying to hide your smile and blush.

"well, i'm not going to screw a date up before it even begins, am i? and, by the way, so are you."

he had never come on time on our dates.

"you look very beautiful, by the way," james said, making blood rush into your cheeks at the speed of light. "red suits you very well."

"you don't look bad yourself," you complimented him back. "although, i must admit i like you better with your hair all messy."

he chuckled. what a wonderful sound.

"i thought girls don't like it."

"but do you?"

he shrugged. "yeah."

"then you should style it how you want," you advised.

he stared you for a second and then said, "you're very wise."

you smiled and look at your lap.

he always thought i was a dumb fool.

the waitress came and you ordered your coffees. james likes his sweet and you do too. he never did, though. he liked his coffee black just like his soul.

you two talked for hours. about your childhood, adulthood, family, almost everything. well, mainly james talked. you preferred to listen and add something then and there.

but then james suddenly stopped talking and shook his head.

"i'm sorry," he apologised. "i get very excited when someone is interested in me. i could talk for hours without stopping. i sincerely apologise. now, you tell me something about yourself."

"uh," you said. he always talked about himself and never cared what you got to say. you weren't used to it. "i haven't— i haven't got much to say."

"oh, come on, you don't need to be shy with me, love," he winked at you and slightly giggled. and then, you talked so much you were afraid you were going to talk his ears off but that fear quickly vanished when he kept asking questions about you. he wanted to know you. he wanted to know what you like and what you don't. you've never felt so interesting before. you couldn't when he never let you say anything, always pushing you down with his words and actions.

at one point, james threw his head back and laughed, gaining attention of the people around you two.

"you're hilarious, you know that?" he was still laughing, like a little kid.

you didn't. it was strange james thought that because he never did.

you've spent months getting over him though you haven't gone on a date cause you were worried the love would quickly come to an end.

but on a wednesday, in a café, you watched it begin again.

begin again begin again begin again begin again begin

next week, on a second date, you and james ended up in your flat. he immediately commented how cozy it is as you showed him around.

when you two came into your room, james perked up at the amount of vinyls in the corner of your bedroom.

he came a little closer and you watched him anxiously, hoping he will like your music taste.

"wow!" he breathed out. "i had never met a girl who has as many james taylor records as me!"

you chuckled, relieved. "well, i do."

"do you mind putting it on?" he asked, still admiring them.

"no, not at all," you answered. "go ahead."

after a minute or so, he pulled out fire and rain by taylor. he started slowly dancing and handed you his hand. you took it without hesitation.

you two danced throughout the whole song, complimemting each other's moves as you did so. at the end, your head was on his chest and his arms around your middle. you felt so comfortable with him and even after the song started again, you and james just stood there in the middle of the room, slightly swinging.

you knew that when you hear this song from now on, you wouldn't think of him rolling his eyes at your music taste. you wouldn't hear his voice in the back of your mind, complaining about everything. you would think of you and james dancing in your bedroom as you gave chance to love again.

when it was getting late and you and james had finished the film you watched (it was grinch, you both were in a mood for christmas film). you walked him outside to his car.

"you will have to tell me more about the films your family watches every christmas next time," you said.

james grinned at you. "next time, huh?"

"we-well, yeah. . . if you want."

"i very much want a next time, yes."

"okay, good."

you two stood there for a minute awkward silence, just looking at each other. you watched him take a deep breath.

"i, um, can i kiss you?"

you didn't wait a second to think it through. you nodded eagerly and james smiled, finding it adorable.

he took your face in his palms and leaned in, giving your lips a sweet kiss and you felt your knees getting weak. when he pulled away, you both smiled at each other.

"good night, james," you whispered.

"good night, y/n," he replied. he got into his car and opened his window to say, "have sweet dreams. about me." he winked at you, making you blush, before driving away.

you stood on the street, your fingers on your lips, still feeling james there. you liked him very much and at that moment, there was no one else in the world. only you and him, problems and fears far away.

it was early to wonder if this could work but you wished badly it would.

something great was brewing and you could feel it in your bones. you've been afraid to love but then at the end of november, late in the night on the street in london, you watched it begin again.

[sourbinnie]

title -> voicemals to my ex lover (or the alcott)

genre -> the most angsty one yet

pair -> ot8!skz / ot8!ateez x gn!reader (not in order of age)

warnings -> cursing

lowercase intended

a/n -> this is my og style of writing / hope you guys like it as much as i love writing it :]

it's the last thing you wanted 

(tell me, which side are you on, dear?)

"hey (y/n), i know it's been so long and i should've called sooner. i'm sorry about the things i put you through, sorry i left you hanging, that i decided to walk out the door so abruptly. i wasn't thinking clearly and that's not an excuse but i wanted to see if i could come by someday? i know you sent all my stuff already but i need to see you, at least before i leave for tour. i know you're probably thinking that i'm putting my work first again and that's not how it is at all, you were never second. you're never not gonna be a priority in my life..."

- voicemail by changbin.

it's the first thing you do 

(give me some tips to forget you)

"i feel so cold without you here... fuck i know it was my idea but how do i even start to live without you? i want to see you so badly. i want to hold you, to call you mine, to take you out even though i can't do that. i was putting you through so much thought and you don't deserve that. the hate, the press, the 24/7 calls, the pressure of being with someone like me is a lot and i know it, i'm sorry for making the decision for you. maybe in another life we will be together without so much weight on our shoulders..."

- voicemail by mingi.

you tell me your problems 

(have i become one of your problems?)

"i'm gonna be straightforward, i can't do it without you. these past few weeks have been going by and i feel no motivation to continue a life without you in it. it might be an exaggeration, it might be overwhelming and it might be a bit fucking crazy but just let me talk to you one more time okay? i promise i'll make things right. i'm desesperate to see you and you won't fucking answer. i know this one's going to waste as well so i don't know why i even bother but please let me hear your voice, even if you say it's over again".

- voicemail by seungmin.

and i tell you the truth 

(could it be easy this once?)

"hi angel... fuck i don't get to call you that anymore right? just let me know when you're home. i know you're coming back from work and it's dark, i can't pick you up anymore and it just terrifies me that something can happen to you. i was tempted to leave practice just to pick you up but i guess that's not my job anymore. i guess this is my cue to say that i miss you? so fucking much? i don't know what the hell i'm doing anymore. praying that you come back to me maybe or that i can see you again, at least one last time".

- voicemail by san.

it's the last thing you wanted 

(everything that's mine is a landmine)

"i know i destroy everything i touch, i make it not easy to be with me. i feel like i'm falling apart without you, without hearing your voice, waking up next to you and just having your presence there. i fucked up, i really did and i wanna take it back so bad but today seeing you with him, broke my heart and you know i'm stubborn (y/n), i'm not gonna give up. maybe i won't have you back but i'll still feel the same things i felt when i first met you and i won't regret it even if i have to get your wedding invitation, i'll hold on to these feelings".

- voicemail by minho.

it's the first thing i do

(did my love aid and abet you?)

"baby i'm sorry, i was too much and i know that i didn't think things through. i know you were gonna walk through that door someday and it was my biggest fear, my clinginess and my jealousy always played the worst parts in me. i feel like i'm suffocating not having you here, not holding you and kissing you. i was so scared of this happening and now that it did, i truly feel lost. tell me what i gotta do to get you back okay? just message me, yell at me, fuck just talk to me and lie if you have to, i don't care anymore as long as i hear you."

- voicemail by wooyoung.

i tell you that i think i'm fallin'

back in love with you

"it's been so long and nothing has changed, baby... i still want you back and i still need you in my life. our plans are still on the table, our photos are still on the walls of our apartment that i don't visit anymore. i can't walk in and be invaded with all the memories again, not having you has been the biggest loss i felt. reconsider darling, please, i will send messages until you block me if i have to but i can't go without feeling like i tried to make an effort to save our relationship, to save us".

- voicemail by chan.

【★】 【★】 【★】 

i'll ruin it all over

(why don't you rain on my parade?)

"i fucked everything up didn't i? i took the only chance you gave me and screwed it again. fuck, i'm sorry (y/n), i'm so fucking tired of being like this and i know i need to get better at communicating, at putting you first, at so many fucking things. the frustration that i feel right now is unimaginable but it's nothing compared to how broken you must be from me saying those words to you. i'm sorry (y/n) if you don't want me back anymore, i'll understand and back off but... i'll always want you and only you".

- voicemail by hongjoong.

i'll ruin it for you

(shred my evening gown)

"this night was probably a mistake to you but it will never be to me, having you back for one more evening was what i needed. it was what i needed to understand that i need you back for the rest of my life, we broke up on good terms and i know that but we should've never broken up in the first place. i couldn't tell you i needed you then love but i can tell you right now that i need you more than ever, i don't care about my career, what my family thinks or anything as long as i have you, that's all that matters".

- voicemail by hyunjin.

i'll ruin it all over

(read my sentence out loud)

"i-i think i made a mistake letting you go that night. i've been thinking back through everything, through every memory, every photo, every song and i just don't know how to let go. maybe i just don't want to let go at all and this is the weight that i gotta live with now that i don't have you. i will hate myself for eternity if i didn't see you were the love of my life and i had to see you walk through that door while i stood proud of my decision when i just feel pathetic and worthless right now".

- voicemail by jongho.

and over like i always do

('cause i love this curse on our house)

"we're so messed up, we don't know what we're doing most of the time. we truly are hurting each other and i don't know how to handle it anymore, we need help. yet i still crave going back to our apartment and seeing you again, kissing you and telling you that we will be together till the end of time. i don't see myself with another person, i just want you (y/n) can we please work this out? one last time? for those promises, for the love that i know both of us hold for each other? or is it truly over?".

- voicemail by felix.

it's the last thing i wanted

(tell me, which side are you on, dear?)

"i was immature, stupid, all you wanna say to me is understandable. but don't say i did not love you, don't even think about it because all i did was always for you and i know, i fucked up that night. i know i didn't say the right words and it was justified that you wanted to break things off. fucking hell i will beg on my knees for you to take me back if i have to. i was so fucking dumb, incredibly dumb for not paying attention and being cautious like i know i can be. just call me back okay? one more chance is all i need".

- voicemail by yeosang.

it's the first thing i do

(give me some tips to forget you)

"i don't even know where to start. going out on the street i think of you and i, going to the studio i think of you being there for me, going to my parents' house i remember the evening i introduced you to them. every detail is a reminiscence of you, of what we had and what i've lost in the process of letting go. (y/n) for the love of god, just think about us, it was good right? we were good... but i have a feeling you're gonna move on. i have a feeling you're gonna continue and i'm gonna be stuck here forever, all alone".

- voicemail by jisung.

i tell you my problems

(have i become one of your problems?)

"the weight on my shoulders was driving me insane, the responsibility, the stress, everything was crumbling. the only safe place i had was coming home to you and being in your arms. i don't have that anymore and i don't think i'm ever getting it back after that night. i made you feel like you were part of that weight, didn't i? you're not, you will always be my spot to hide from the attention, the lights and the pressure. i'm sorry (y/n), i can't beg for forgiveness enough, i hope you're doing well and better now without me".

- voicemail by seonghwa.

and you tell me the truth

(could it be easy this once?)

"i was so inexperienced when we first met on everything related to relationships. you were my first everything and i wanted you so bad to be my last as well but i feel like i'm drifting away from you further and further as i stalk you on social media and see you move on. you're not dating anyone are you? 'cause i know i'm not, i can't even picture myself with a girl/guy that's not you. you're stuck on me like we were soulmates which i never told you after i met you but i'm sure you're mine, maybe i'm just not yours”.

- voicemail by jeongin.

it's the last thing I wanted

(everything that's mine is a landmine)

"you know what's funny? i did it because i wanted to protect you, how stupid of me right? thinking that the way to save you was to hurt you. i don't even know why i'm sending this, i just think that you should know the truth before you assume that i did it out of pure hate or because i fell out of love. you're the love of my life, quite literally the worst thing i could say, i know. going crazy without you doesn't even begin to explain how i'm feeling, i'm just lost and numb at this point. i'm sorry (y/n), your heart deserved better".

- voicemail by yunho.

[mioyeo]

8 makes 1 Team

No matter how different, without one of us there is no 8 makes 1 Team

Synopsis : In which 8 boys build a friendship despise of their differences with the help of a psychiatrist

Pairing : psychiatrist! Reader x Ateez (for now )

Warnings : this chapter includes mentions of , ignorant staff , crying , sweet guard hours , grooming , influential parents, no consent , threatening , taking minors private parts in their mouths , sexual assault , arguing , please tell me if I forget something , and I’m not romanticizing disorders in anyway and this is pure fiction meaning this doesn’t represent Ateez in any type of way

For every new chapter I’ll place this (🟢) beside it in the masterlist so you guys know that the chapter is new and was posted recently

Tag list : @veneziamadness , @hcyaa , @sadcoffeecritic , @aapplepii , @lavishloving , @dogsongy , @acciocriativity , @k33vad3la , @seonghwifey , @hanjihyun23 , @yunhoswrld123 , @cqndiedcherries , @miriamxsworld , @belle643 , @pandyandy71-blog , @mothworked

I apologize for taking so long , I had a huge writer’s block so I couldn’t really continue writing for some days

Also if you want to be added to the tagging list for the next chapter comment so I can add you

Word count: 1,6k

It was a very quiet night that day as every guard was currently changing shifts  , others just coming in and others going home so they could return to their morning shift

Y/n just had dinner with both groups at separate times and now walked into the break room

" You've been called to the office "

One of her colleagues that was currently in charge of ordering new things such as medical equipment and further more looked up to her informing Y/n about her being expected somewhere

" I guess he must have heard my complaints "

" Your wasting his time with things we can fix ourselves , we get it there was a minor issue last time with a patient bu- "

Y/n bursted out laughing starling the other staff that sat silently doing their work

" A minor issue? Do you call a patient wanting to end themselves a minor issue ? "

She wiped her eyes and collected herself

" You must not know what your duties are if your labeling such a live threatening situation a minor issue , and the fact that you where also at the scene but didn't do anything makes me uncomfortable looking at you "

" I'm not in charge of him but you"

" Ok if I ever see you having any complications I'll just stare at you and leave how about th-"

Everyone stared in shook as silent murmuring where heard

" Both of you stop being loud there are people trying to work here "

" Well I'll excuse myself  ,  sorry for disturbing everyone else "

She bowed and went out sighing in annoyance before bumping into someone

" I-I'm sorry I didn't see you "

The male apologized quickly checking if she was alright

" It's alright , it's my fault I didn't see you "

" No no I should've looked where I was going "

He bowed again apologizing

" Aren't you the new guard in charge of Hongjoong? "

" Y-Yeah I am , I just changed shifts with a fellow friend that also works here "

" Are you going home now? "

" Yeah what about you? "

She smiled and straighten her work clothes

" I was about to meet my boss "

He hummed in knowledge scratching the back of his head

" I could walk you there since the exit is near "

" Sure I wouldn't mind company "

" How long have you been working here ? "

Both walked down the hall in silence only their footsteps being heard

" It's been over a month already "

" A so your still a fresh worker "

She nodded and looked ahead

" I feel like I've been longer here actually I don't know why but I bonded quickly with some of my patients "

" I know how you feel , I used to listen to my brother tell me stories of when he used to work here and these stories made me like his patients without even knowing them "

" These kids have something special in them they just need to be treated with care and be understood "

"I agree ,and it's exactly what my brother said "

She smiled softly looking at him

" You seem like someone they can trust based on your personality right now "

"I want to protect them just like my brown did"

" Your brother seems like your biggest role model "

" He is , we grew up alone and he was both parental roles that's why I really look up to him and want to follow his footsteps "

The elder looked at her before coming to an stop in front of the office "

" I guess this is your stop "

" Yeah it is , wait what is your name ? "

" I'm Seok-woo and I already know your name because of Hongjoong he can't stop talking about you and the activities you do with them "

He chuckled making her smile

" Well it was nice talking to you Seok-woo "

She waved before knocking on the door hearing a soft call for her to come in

" Ah Miss Y/n I've been waiting for you "

The man in his late sixties looked up from his paperwork gesturing for her to sit

" I must assume you heard of my complaints? "

" What complaints are we talking about ? "

She cleared her throat and adjusted herself on her seat

" I must inform you that the staff you've hired has been out off line and crossing several boundaries multiple times regarding not only my patients but other children here "

He hummed and leaned back on his arm chair

" When I started working here I came across the complaint that one of my patient has been sexually assaulted multiple times and forced to do multiple things out of his knowledge by one of the guards here and also physically assaulted for not acting they want them too "

" And who is that patient and guard? "

" It's my patient Park Seonghwa that was assaulted by Guard Lee "

She studied the man's face that seemed to stay calm despite being told this information

" Well I'll see what I can do about it "

He looked back at his paperwork

"He should be fired and sued for sexual assault it hasn't been one but many children in here "

The elder pressed on a button and spoke while looking at her

“ Please accompany Park Seonghwa to my office now , yes wake him up "

" Sir you need to do something about it "

" We'll discuss this with Seonghwa "

She sighed and waited patiently for the boy to arrive , it was making her nervous and something told her that this was going in a totally different direction

The door opened revealing the short blonde boy rubbing his eyes as he was woken up from his sleep

" Y/n your here "

The boy smiled and waddled towards her hugging her

" Sorry for waking you Seonghwa but would you answer some questions for me ? "

She looked at him and ressured him that it was ok so he could sit

" Miss Y/n here told me something about Guard Lee assaulting you is that true? "

The elder stared at the boy who's face dropped in horror

" Has Guard Lee been touching you without your consent ? "

He nodded and fiddled with his fingers

" What did he exactly do "

" H-He told me to take my pants off so he could look at my down there "

Seonghwa's hands found Y/n's who squeezed them slightly for encouragement

" Did he just look ? "

" H-He started doing weird things and told me that it was going to feel good "

" What do you exactly mean with he was performing weird things on you ? "

She rubbed his palm and reassured him to stop if he didn't want to continue

" He put it into his mouth and than did this until something weird came out "

The boy stiffened as he copied the stroking movements the elder performed on him

" What else did he do ? "

" H-He promised me legos after I do the same to him because he said that I should repay for his kindness "

Y/n felt sick to her stomach as she listened

" Did you allow him to touch you "

Seonghwa nodded

"B-But I didn't like it and told him to stop but he said that if I tell someone what happened he would kill me and depose my body in the woods where no one would find me "

The younger teared up trembling in fear

" How old are you Seonghwa ? "

" Sir this is a totally irrelevant question "

She looked in disbelief

" Seonghwa how old are you ? "

" I'm sixteen "

He replied sniffing

" With your age I don't consider this sexual assault anymore because that’s the legal age you can do sexual activities here in Korea "

" Excuse me ?! This is sexual assault and he groomed him prior to this "

She scoffed in anger

" How is this considered assault if he gave his consent Miss Y/n ? "

" He may have given his consent but he told the guard to stop but he continued without his consent on other occasions which means from that moment on its considered sexual assault "

“ He still gave his consent ”

“Because he was groomed, guard Lee formed a relationship with so when he was about to do this Seonghwa would be comfortable to say yes ”

" Do you know who his parents are ? His parents are very powerful people and if this comes to light it could get ugly "

He said calmly crossing his hands

" So you prefer to protect a disgusting child abuser because his parents are influential? "

" That's not what I said Miss Y/n , I'd need proof that Guard Lee touched him inappropriately before proceeding with this "

" His words are enough proof and the legos because this means that he literally purchased sex from Seonghwa in return for goods other kids as well we'd just need them to open up-"

" Miss Y/n this is not a normal hospital, these children practically live here be it long term or until they finish their treatment this is nothing like your past job "

" It's either you fire that man or he'll continue abusing your patients "

The elder sighed

" I'll see what I can do, I will have a word with Guard Lee you may go now "

Seonghwa looked at her and wiped his face even though they kept falling

" It's ok I'll make sure that he's gone ”

She bowed and left the office with Seonghwa holding onto her hand

“ Will he r-really be gone? ”

“ I promise you sweetheart that you’ll never see him again after I figure out how to get rid of him ”

“ I’m afraid he’s gonna hurt me ”

He teared up and shivered in fear

“ You don’t need to be afraid as long as I’m here , I’ll make sure he disappears from our lives completely ”

The boy nodded and hugged her tightly

“ I t-trust you ”

She teared up slightly and rubbed his back

“ I won’t disappoint you sunshine ”

[always-andromeda]

Hey lovely may I request White Chocolate Truffle with the cure of our daddy issues Burt Fabelman 🥰🍫💝

– 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: hey to you too, lovely!! lmao I am taking this chance to get out this fluffy little drabble idea that I've had sitting in the back of my head for the last month or so? I hope y'all enjoy!!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: it's implied that reader is younger than Burt, Burt is sad and a smidge insecure, reader is down bad (same), nothing else I can think of!

From your place in bed, you watched Burt as he started buttoning up his crisp, white work shirt. Something about the way he moved slowly and meticulously over an action so simple had you furrowing your brow. Until you giggled upon realizing that his glasses were still on your nightstand. 

Carefully you picked them up, slid out of bed, and padded towards where he stood in the small bathroom of his apartment.

"Forgetting something?"

With a sheepish smile, Burt nods before letting you place the glasses on his face. You know good and well that he didn't forget them. He's merely too stubborn to believe that age has weathered his eyesight enough that he now needs his glasses in order to do something as simple as button up his shirt.

"Thank you, honey." Burt continued with the buttons and grumbled under his breath, "Damn things are so small you can hardly–" He cut himself off when he spotted your arms snake around his shoulders in the bathroom mirror; hands clasping right under his Adam's apple as it bobbed nervously.

"You are so handsome," you sighed pleasantly.

Burt replied in his soft morning voice, "And you must be seeing things."

"The only thing I'm seeing is you."

There were a few beats of silence as Burt finished the top button; right below where your hands laid, interlocked at his neck. Maybe he should've known that those hands of yours would go to undo that top button almost as soon as he was finished.

"What are you doing?" he chuckled.

"You could stand to show some skin."

Burt shot a funny look over his shoulder at you and spoke sarcastically, "Oh, yeah, I'm sure the guys at IBM would really appreciate a peek at my collarbone."

"They better," you mumbled.

More silence. Burt held your joined hands and languidly stroked them. He felt the difference in how his calloused fingertips brushed over your smooth flesh; felt how heated his cheeks became so quickly. 

"You don't need to do that," he asserted.

"Do what?"

"Smother me in the compliments. I know what I look like, don't worry. You don't need to reassure me that–"

You suddenly removed your hands from him. "So you think that I'm just lying to make you feel better?" your tone was accusatory, obviously insulted by the implication.

Burt turned on his heel and grabbed either side of your upper arms. "No, no, no, dear. Never. I just...there's nothing special about me."

Your eyes went wide and your hands cupped his cheeks. Burt's stomach lurched at the tender gesture. But those were nothing compared to the emotion that seemed to ooze from his heart when you spoke, "Nothing special? Burt, when I saw that you're the most handsome man I've ever met, I mean it. I don't care what you or anyone else thinks of your looks. Because you're perfect to me."

Burt's lips were parted, eager to exercise his usual quick wit but equally as anticipating whatever else you had to say.

"I love these silver streaks at your temple. I love that crease you get in your brow. I love that dimple that forms on your chin when you purse your lips. I love your smile lines and your forehead wrinkles. And I love your eyes; I love the way they look at everything as if they're trying to take it apart and put it back together. I love that when you look at me it actually feels like you’re seeing me. You have no idea how much I love that." your voice started to become ragged as you thought of every word you possibly could to express your utter adoration for him.

And by the end of it, you couldn't help but smile in triumph at the way Burt's whole face seemed to glow bright red. You added softly, "Now do you believe me?"

His mouth fumbled to let something out until he settled on a solemn, "Yes. I believe you." The lump that had been forming in Burt's throat ever since you stepped foot in that bathroom had turned into a boulder that made him ache as he longed to shed a few tears. The good kind. It had been a while since he'd felt that.

With a small sense of pride, you pushed yourself up on your toes and pecked the button of his nose. "Good."

[thebonggirll]

chapter five

< previous: chapter four

That night after dinner, Quintus had the campers suit up in combat armor like they were getting ready for capture the flag, but the mood among the campers was a lot more serious.

"Right," Quintus said, standing on the head dining table. "Gather 'round."

He was dressed in black leather and bronze. In the torchlight, his gray hair made him look like a ghost. Mrs. O'Leary bounded happily around him, foraging for dinner scraps.

"You will be in teams of two," Quintus announced. When everybody started talking and trying to grab their friends, he yelled: "Which have already been chosen!"

"AWWWWW!" everybody complained.

"Your goal is simple: collect the gold laurels without dying. The wreath is wrapped in a silk package, tied to the back of one of the monsters. There are six monsters. Each has a silk package. Only one holds the laurels. You must find the wreath before the other teams. And, of course...you will have to slay the monster to get it, and stay alive."

Y/N could already sense a bit who she was about to be paired up with. "Hey beautiful," Harris walked towards her smiling. She clicked her tongue at the cringy nickname and said, "Thank god you're with me. I can't handle the stares anymore."

He chuckled and put an arm around her shoulder, slowly pulling her closer. "And does that include him?"

Y/N looked into his eyes, followed the direction he was looking in, and saw the obvious pair of eyes looking at them. "No, we are just friends now. And have decided to start over, forgetting everything," she said and smiled at Percy, who seemed to be in a trance. Was he even looking at them or was he just zoned out? It was surprising how he can be zoned out with a partner like Annabeth, who wants her plans to be perfect and win the game. But well, it's Percy.

While Y/N started chatting with Harris, holding his hand that was hanging over her shoulder, Percy was busy glarin- ahem, observing them. He couldn't just smile back at her at the moment when he was too focused on how close they were standing. Y/N's face was literally inches away from Harris's face. One accidental push from someone and they would literally kiss each other.

Although that won't be required going by the way Harris is eyeing her.

"You look constipated seaweed brain," Annabeth said, "Can you stop being so embarrassing and quit staring at them like an idiot?"

He could sense the disgust in her voice. Well, he knew how embarassing he was being and in any other normal situation, he wouldn't even think about looking at them this way after being discovered by them...or anyone. But somehow...he just didn't care.

Let them look. Let them know how he's irritated.

"You're being creepy," Annabeth sighed, "I get you find him annoying but you can't be possessive about someone who isn't yours in the first place."

This seemed to get his attention, finally breaking away from the trance he was in. "Don't be ridiculous. You act like you're not possessive of her."

"I am, but I know my limits."

"Oh yeah, sure you do," Percy scoffed. It was pretty annoying to think about how he now has to spend time obeying all of Annabeth's orders.

Well, that wasn't the worst part either. It felt like the whole world was against the idea of clearing out the misunderstanding Y/N had with Annabeth and him.

Well, he was certainly right about the world being against him.

The roof slid open and Percy saw the night sky, stars blazing. It was a lot darker than it should've been. Metal ladder rungs appeared on the side of the wall, leading up, and he could hear people yelling their names.

"Percy! Annabeth!" Tyson's voice bellowed the loudest, but others were calling out too.

He looked nervously at Annabeth. Then they began to climb and made their way around the rocks. They ran into Clarisse and a bunch of other campers carrying torches, including Y/N. She looked distressed.

"Where have you two been?" Clarisse demanded.

"We've been looking forever," Y/N said.

"But we were gone only a few minutes," Percy said.

Chiron trotted up, followed by Tyson and Grover.

"Percy!" Tyson said. "You are okay?"

"We're fine," he said. "We fell in a hole."

The others looked at him skeptically, then at Annabeth. 

Shit.

It looked like something else. Like he wandered off with Annabeth to spend some time alone or something. He looked at Y/N immediately to observe her reaction. Thankfully....she wasn't eyeing them suspiciously like the rest of them.

"Honest!" he clarified. "There were three scorpions after us, so we ran and hid in the rocks. But we were only gone a minute."

"You've been missing for almost an hour," Chiron said. "The game is over."

"Yeah," Grover muttered. "We would've won, but a Cyclops sat on me."

"Was an accident!" Tyson protested, and then he sneezed.

Clarisse was wearing the gold laurels, but she didn't even brag about winning them, which wasn't like her. "A hole?" she said suspiciously.

Annabeth took a deep breath. She looked around at the other campers. "Chiron...maybe we should talk about this at the Big House."

Clarisse gasped. "You found it, didn't you?"

Annabeth bit her lip. "I—Yeah. Yeah, we did."

A bunch of campers started asking questions, looking about as confused as Percy, but Chiron raised his hand for silence. "Tonight is not the right time, and this is not the right place." He stared at the boulders as if he'd just noticed how dangerous they were. "All of you, back to your cabins. Get some sleep. A game well played, but curfew is past!"

There was a lot of mumbling and complaints, but the campers drifted off, talking among themselves and giving Percy suspicious looks.

"This explains a lot," Clarisse said. "It explains what Luke is after."

"Wait a second," Percy said. "What do you mean? What did we find?"

Annabeth turned toward him, her eyes dark with worry. "An entrance to the Labyrinth. An invasion route straight into the heart of the camp." 

After the explanation, the rest of them started going back to their cabins as well.

Y/N turned around to leave along with Harris when she felt a tug on her arm. This was happening way too often. 

"What?" she asked, trying to put her best smile.

"It wasn't intentional," Percy said.

"You don't need to explain it to me," Y/N said.

Percy looked at Harris who was still standing close to her. 

Annoying.

He pulled her arm to bring her closer to himself, eyes fixed on Harris, he said, "We need to talk. I have to tell you about the dreams I've been having. Just us. No outsiders."

Y/N felt embarrassed. Harris shouldn't have to deal with this situation. She tried to free her hand from his grip but heard him say, "Well, you can take your time Y/N. It's getting late anyway." She watched him walk away to his cabin. It felt like someone placed a rock in her heart. 

Snatching her arm away, she asked, "Why do you act like an asshole with him?"

"I don't know," Percy tried to calm his nerves but failed, "His face just manages to bring out the worst in me."

"Shut up," she asked, "What did you wanna talk about?"

Oh. Right. The dream. He filled in the details and watched her reaction.

"So...that's the same Labyrinth Nico was talking about right?" Y/N asked.

"Yes," Percy said. He was trying his best to be decent but these days, especially today, he was way too tired to force himself to be decent. Maybe it was how just when he was about to enjoy her attention, Harris seemed to crawl and snatch it away like a little bug. So he blurted out the first question pestering his mind.

"Are you and Harris a thing now?"

next: chapter six >

book four: the battle of labyrinth

percy jackson x reader series

MASTERLIST

[icanbeyourgenie]

“ You're playing hard to get... I mean, to know. Hard to know. ” – Achilles to Nathaniel

Nathaniel fought a smile. It wasn't really effective.

“Hard to get?” he teased.

“To know.” Achilles corrected again. “Just a slip of the tongue.”

Nathaniel dropped it, but inside he felt a pleasant warmth. He was only with Achilles for a few days - just three really - but he could already tell how infatuated he was with the doctor. He should have already gone back to the sea, the traces of his victim were gone by now, but he couldn't bring himself to leave the man just yet.

“Well, as much as I'd love to say I'm just playing the mysterious card, I'm not. I genuinely can't answer this question.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don't remember.”

Achilles raised an eyebrow. The two of them had spent the last days talking about many things and asking each other questions. There were a lot Nate couldn't answer, especially regarding his family. Because he had to keep it secret, but also because he didn't want Achilles' attitude to change.

But the last question Achilles asked was about his time before he was a siren. And as much as he wished to remember, he couldn't.

“Because you're asking about a time before I can remember. Sirens don't have memories of before their transformation.”

Nathaniel could see he picked Achilles' interest. He quickly learnt that the man had a very good memory, maybe the concept of not remembering was foreign to him?

“I see.... Can I try something?”

“That's onimous.” Nate answered, but Achilles laughed while coming a bit closer, and it was enough to bring back the butterflies.

“Just... trust me?”

So he did. Achilles came a bit closer against, and softly touched Nathaniel's temple with his fingers. The contact sent shivers down Nate's spine. They were very close now, but none of them seemed to care.

Nathaniel closed his eyes on instinct, and then something strange happened. It was just noises at first. A voice calling his name, the sound of the wind blowing through the trees, and then a face. A face of a man who looked like him. Who was smiling.

It lasted only a second but when Nate opened his eyes, his breathing was out of control and he realized he had grabbed Achilles' hand. He didn't know yet if he intended to move it away, or to keep it on his temple, so he just froze and looked at the man. Nate was breathing heavily, confusion in his eyes.

“What... what just happened?”

“It's my fault, I should've asked, I just wanted to see if I could... Well, the thing with memories is that they're never really lost. Even when we forget, they're here somewhere.”

“So... this voice... this face...?”

“I don't know who they are. But I can tell that your memories are here. If you want to, I can retrieve them for you.”

Nathaniel was still breathing heavily, but at some point Achilles fully took his hand in his and was gently stroking his skin, which helped him relax a little.

Nate felt his entire world shifting. He was convinced that his memories of his previous life were lost. He made his peace with that a long time ago. But now he could have them back? He didn't know yet if he wanted too? What if they were terrible?

“Just breathe. You don't have to answer right now.”

Nathaniel realized that Achilles came a bit closer in order to calm him down. Strangely, it worked. His breathing came back to normal and he smiled while looking at the doctor.

“I don't have the answer yet, but what I can tell you is that I was right.”

“On what point?”

“You're a very, very intriguing man. I can't wait to know more about your story.”

[azurescaled-archived]

Actually to give some views into Seraph, I'm gonna post one of the journal entries i did describing an encounter with Khorne

Seraph awakens, in his body, or what feels like his body…Though there's something missing, but he can't place his finger on what it could be. He feels as if he's floating, and looking around, there's nothing around him, and yet…He feels like he's being watched. He walks for a while, finally finding his feet, before he reaches a mirror…Or a window? He can finally recognize this place as he blinks, clearing some bleariness from his mind. This is his father's castle. He remembers the meeting between everyone and their alternate selves, he remembers his alternate self, corrupted by Khorne, even partially taken over by him during their battle. He looks around, seeing his room, the elf sighs, frowning as he looks to the bed, seeing his sleeping body there. They restored Eleanor, but at what cost? Now here he was, useless to the party once more. It's not long before his head turns to the sound of footsteps, seeing himself walking forward, but this one…Eyes that burned read, with sharper teeth bared in a wide grin towards him.

"Ah, how long I've waited to talk to you…Seraph. That pesky seal on the back of your neck kept me from reaching you, but now that it's gone…I can finally get to know you better. I must say, knowing that other version of you…Now there's a true acolyte of war. He thrives in the bloodshed, and there's so much I can use to pick him apart. You have that same potential, you know. How I would love to see you become something like that Red Raven."

Seraph's eyes widened, he could no longer feel the burn of the seal on his neck. The seal breaking must've allowed all of his memories to come back in a flood, he doesn't know how many had been sealed away, but it's certainly not a good thing. Hence why his body couldn't take the strain, especially after the fight they had been involved in.

"Khorne. Of course, I should've known you'd have taken an interest in me. If another version of you was interested in me, why would you be any different? I won't become your puppet."

Khorne lets out a low chuckle, before it became full blown laughter. Seraph feels his heartbeat quicken at the sound, echoing in his skull.

"Oh, my boy. You think you can stave me off because you don' t take pleasure in the slaughter, don't you? Blood is blood, all I care about is that it flows. Your bloodshed could be just, and it wouldn't change a thing. I shall always be here, in the back of your mind, whispering. I've taken the time to read through some of your memories…And while you haven't spilled as much blood as your counterpart, I enjoyed listening to that man begging for his life. Music to my ears. Of course, there's also those untethered you fought as well…"

Khorne grunts, the grin full of knives settling into a snarl. Let it be said that he was not a god of what he knew to be true, war and blood would always be around, and they were his domain. There was pleasure to be had in battle, the defeat of an honorable opponent, to overcome one's enemies and to triumph. The blood, the drink, the revelry…He hated fascimilies of life.

"Oh how I hate those false bodies…No screams, no blood, just some empty soul forced into armor. Where's the rush in overcoming an opponent with no desire beyond mindlessly following orders?! How can those things be called warriors?! Their weapons are wasted upon them. But the souls returned to their bodies…I know you still hear their cries for mercy, you close your eyes and you can see the fear in their eyes…You may hate the source, but the truth is there. You were meant to be a weapon, a destroyer. Why else would you choose to ferry souls to the afterlife?"

Seraph looks away, not wanting to look this copy in the eyes. He would never be able to forget those people's faces, he knew that. But he steeled himself, glaring at Khorne.

"You're wrong. Just because I can kill doesn't mean I am meant to be a murderer. I fight to protect those I care for. I am not alone and I do not need to shoulder my burdens alone. I am a proud son of House De Vinter, and I will NEVER be your slave."

Khorne laughed, the grin widening so much it threatened to split his face.

"Put on a good show then boy. We'll see how well your soul stands to me."

[xamassed]

"I can clean it. I——!"

She was too quick, quicker than he would have assumed from a girl like her. Not that he thought her slow, but she leaped at the chance to take the blame when the blame laid squarely on his shoulders.

He was awestruck and horrified. She was bold to step forward and take the blame, but he hated the idea that she might be punished for something he had done. As a hero, this felt wrong in a way that made him nauseous. But what could he do when she hurried away?

Across from the two younger heroes, Taishiro sighed.

"Alright, I should've seen that comin' a mile away." He rubbed at his pudgy face with a hand, dragging the skin down for a moment before it bounced back into place. "Don't go worryin' about it, Suneater. I can see it, you're worryin'."

Tamaki thunked his head against the table, hair shifting to curtain the furrowed brow and beads of panicked sweat on his forehead. "How can I not? She's going to get in trouble because of something I did! I wish I'd stayed home."

"It's no big deal, dude. It happens all the time." Eijiro clapped him on the back. "She didn't seem upset, anyway. She even said we could take our time ordering, so let's do it! I'm starving."

"Maybe if I sneak out, she'll forget I was here."

"Nah, she'd remember."

Tamaki turned his head to the side and blinked at his mentor. "Why?"

Taishiro felt a small, knowing smile pull along his lips. There was little chance Tamaki would glean an answer from his expression, but there was one present. Simply because. The thread there was thin and fragile, but there was a thread nonetheless. Friendship, adoration, caring of any kind — it existed between them, whether or not Tamaki was willing to sift past the negative to see it.

"It's too late, anyway. We're here, he might as well stick around and eat!" Eijiro encouraged.

Tamaki grumbled and mushed his face against the table again. "Fine, whatever. Just eat fast. I wanna get out of here soon." He didn't, but he had to make them think he did. "And get whatever you want. I think she wants to spoil you, Fat Gum, and I owe you two, anyway."

Anything that was on the tray ended up smashed on the ground with a crash, loud enough to make everyone in the small cafe turn towards them. Haruko held her breath -- she remembered how easily Tamaki started panicking when just two girls stared at him, but now that a whole room was trying to figure out the culprit of that mess...!

When she saw the owner's eyes narrowing, she was quick to step in front of Tamaki to cover him from sight. She slapped a hand on her forehead and exclaimed aloud:

"Oh noes, look what I did! I'm such a klutz!"

The owner frowned.

"Haruko, this is the second time in a month," he grumbled -- more out of grumpiness than actuall anger.

Haruko gave a nervous laugh and an apologising grin. The fact that she could be that clumsy at time luckily worked in her favor.

"Sorry. I just got nervous serving a group of heroes, right here..." And just as she said it and turned at Fat Gum she immediately -- and conveniently -- blushed up to the roots of her hair and began stammering once more.

"I'm... I'm sorry for the mess," she murmured, lowering her head in a bow. "I-I'll just get a broom to clean up. P-Please, take your time to choose anything you prefer from the menu."

And with that she hurried back behind the counter and into the small staff room. She held onto the doorframe, pressing a hand on her chest to calm her heart from racing. Deep breaths, Haruko, deep breaths.

[delugguk]

perfect timing.

pair: jungkook x reader.

genre: best friends to lovers.

word count: 8.0k (omg this is the most I've ever written)

warnings: smut and a lot of pining?? there's a lot of tension.. I don't want to spoiler so you just.. get right into it *giggles*

summary: one night in a city full of life; what it's supposed to be a friendly and fun dinner date, ends up with a night full of unrevealed secrets and unexpected pleasure.

a/n: inspired by this request.

tag: @kookiecrumb ^v^

can you trust yourself right now?

that's your most prominent inner question but before we all go under this.. mess of thoughts, let's better get right into the main issue. shall we?

chilly nights weren't your most favorite or.. well, who are you lying to? you definitely loved these type of nights. just not when you didn't had the time to plan an awesome outfit for it ㅡ wearing only a skirt with nothing more than your panties wasn't a good plan when the cold breeze freezed your legs to death everytime you walked around but looking at the bright side of it, the only good thing about it is that at least you got to pick a decent outfit.

jungkook told you to look cute tonight because he was taking you to an 'apparently good' famous restaurant here in vegas but he barely gave you time to dress and it was always like thisㅡwell, not actually.. but-

..you're normally used to take your own time when choosing an outfit! - you know you can take too long some days but come on, you don't think you're that bad?

he always teases you about it and with the little light fight you both had because of him hurrying you up, you still think he should've given you more time. but he's jungkook and he always has to win.. right? - you scoff by just thinking about how stupid that sounds. you should definitely win sometime. at least that's what you like to tell yourself.

"what's happening?" jungkook glances at you while his hands flick through the restaurant's menu.

"nothing, why?"

"I don't know, you just seemed annoyed." he comments with a light grin. "are you still mad?"

followed by that question, you hate him so much because why does his doe eyes have to be so big and bright... you absolutely dislike when he purposely give you those manipulative puppy eyes.

"I'm not mad. I just remembered how annoying you are sometimes." you sarcastically answer.

he laughs. "is that it?"

"yep." your body leans upfront to look at your menu.

"I thought you weren't going to speak to me tonight."

"nah, it's okay. at least I look nice so I'm alright." you smile at him.

"that's true." he confirms with a soft smile. but it doesn't last long when his soft expression is already turning into a worrying one. "..but aren't you cold? I feel sorryㅡI didn't know it was going to get this cold." he sadly pouts, inmediately taking off his denim jacket not thinking twice into giving it to you.

"oh- no! I'm alright koo, well- yes I'm a little cold but you don't have to-"

"agh" he chuckles. "just take it, yeah?"

"but you'll also get cold.." you pout in a lower voice, feeling defeated.

he clicks his tongue in response. "don't worry about me. I always use two shirts underneath me, have you forgot?" he smiles.

..and of course you remember. it's something he has been doing for years now. claiming is for 'fashion purposes' in all failures and practices, you've seen him master his layering techniques improving with each year so.. it clearly is something you can easily forget.

"how can I?" you return a warm smile. "thank you koo.."

quickly standing up, jungkook tries placing his jacket down on your legs being very careful with it and it's a nice gesture, but you can't help laughing about it. "jungkook, I think I'm alright. I can do this myself."

"ah- I know. I just, uhm-" cheeks gaining a little bit of color, "yeah you.. do it." he goes back to his seat. "should we order some food and then some drinks if you're okay with that?"

the sudden changes in his tone of voice trying to jump out of this moment almost makes you laugh again. you usually tease him in situations like this but you'll let it pass this time. why was he being so cute? he always was, but right in this moment, you truly feel like you could explode.

"yeah, that sounds cool." you answer as you fix his big jacket above and beneath your naked legs. - feeling relieved as soon as the nice warm embraces your skin.

"cool."

between having nice convos, probing the food, giving reviews as you both enjoyed this momentㅡthe restaurant's food is actually nice. totally worth its popularity.

you both weren't chefs or professionals but you could say this is one of your favorite things to do. being used to travel together, going here and there for many years now, getting to know new places (for you both) like this, was sort of your thing. - something nice because while doing so, you both have been able to gain a lot of knowledge through experiences and so, along with traveling the world.. that always made you start nice, very interesting, entertaining and debatable conversations. It could never get boring between you two. speaking about anything and everything just comes very naturally for the both of you. - which could also explain why you two have grown so good when it comes to giving very well done, reasonables reviews everywhere you go. - spending time together just seemed to get better and better each time and so.. with the amount of confidence you have with each other, it's easily to just talk about whatever.

"it's all good now?"

"yeah, I've already finished." you smile.

"this wine is starting to have an effect on me, I'm not gonna lie." jungkook laughs as you follow.

"well.. I'm not very much different than you." both smiling at the same time.

jungkook's lip piercing seems to be a bit.. shinier than ever, or is that just on your mind?

"I've already pay, by the way.." jungkook says, sipping a little bit of his now finished wine.

"hm? when did you-"

"when I told you I was going to the bathroom?"

"jungkook!" you whine. "I told you tonight was my turn to pay." you try to slap his body from your seat but fail miserably when he leans his body back into his seat, laughing at you. "ugh, you even dare to laugh." you mutter.

"come on princess, you'll do it next time." he softly smiles.

but.. your heart stopped beating a little. did he just called you princess?

"p-princess?"

did you heard that right?

"you don't like that nickname?"

"yeah but you've never called me-" he interrupts you.

"do you want to go now? It's getting colder and you're just wearing a skirt." he suddenly asks.

"I- uh.. we didn't used a car." It's true, you choosed walking around this time.

"I know. remember I told you I had a feeling we'll get sort of drunk tonight?"

you nod.

"well, we're both tipsy." he laughs. "I've already called an uber."

"ah." It's all you say.

"what?" he asks, observing your sudden change of humour. "are you upset this moment is ending?" he teases.

you playfully roll your eyes. "yeah.. I mean, I like it here." you softly say leaning back to your seat, hugging your own body while looking around the atmosphere. people laughing, having their own fun, people in love..

oh yeah, you were definitely getting drunk.

jungkook also takes a glance around as soon as you do but not longer like you. placing his eyes on you instead.

"you know we can.." he pauses, thinking about it. "still have our own fun back at the hotel, right?" he's expresionless and you wish you could tell what does his eyes mean as soon as your very own meet his.

"like we always do?" your eyes glistens.

but like you said, it could never get boring.

"yeah." he smiles and you mirror him.

fixing your posture, you push strands of your hair at the back of your ear with both hands. later on, placing both palms hiding beneath your thighs. - it's such a small movement, but jungkook notices.

"are your hands cold?" he questions, earnestly.

"uh.." you don't know why you hesitate to respond. "..a little?"

jungkook gives you a warm sided smile. "do you want us to go now?" endearing enough, he extends both of his hands at you. signalling for you to reach them.

the moment you feel his palms, you're astonished. "how are your hands so warm?" you ask, kindly squishing his hands.

It makes jungkook chuckle. "I'm always warm.."

and there's just something about the way he said it..

your heart should stop beating this fast. what was going on?

jungkook continues, "I think it's time for us to go, we better wait outside." then he remembers, "shit, right- only if you want though.." mumbling a tiny, "it might be colder outside.." in a very regretful voice.

but all you do is smile at him. you know you were mad at him earlier but that doesn't mean he had to feel so bad about it. you've already said to him you were feeling nice because you still managed to look great. him just acting like this was so endearing to you because he also was being so considerate and I mean, he always was.

there was just something about tonight. maybe the wine.

"It's okay, I have you. my human heater." you tease him and jungkook nervously chuckles.

"ah.." he awkwardly looks down your hands. "yeah.."

laughing about it you delicately unattach your hands off his. scrunching your nose in a smile, lending your arm at him to return back his heavy jacket. "let's go."

but he hesitates about if he should take it or not.

"no. keep it. it's way colder outside, trust me." he gently refuses, pushing your arm back but failing at it.

"I'm okay, jungkook. I won't turn into an ice cube, I promise." chuckling, you motion back again your previews gesture.

he takes it as he faintly glowers. "but wouldn't you get more cold?" he asks, trying to give you the piece of clothing back.

"no, I'm alright. I think I can survive outside." you giggle and he does too, feeling puzzled.

"fine.." he sighs. "but, just let me know if you get too cold okay?" finally, putting back on the sky blue item.

the sight of jungkook putting on a big jacket like this was.. uh, how can you explain this? the glasses looked so good on him and his little bucket hat could never be missing in times like these right?

he's justㅡthe white shirt marked all of his (what it seems to be like-) strong chest.. pectorals softly drawing a line in between, you feel like you should look away. - and you do. you don't know exactly why. you've seen him do this many times so why were you thinking this way? it must be the wine all over again.

but if you were going to blame on the wine, then how can you explain the way his eyes lingered on you the whole time? and why was he doing it so slowly? almost like teasing you?his eyes were so.. cloudy too? perhaps this wine was hitting strong on him too.. you don't know.

"uh- yeah, like always." you try to smile back at him but you believe your cheeks were embarrassing you right now.

trying to walk away from him, jungkook's faster into grabbing your shoulder, gently.

"why are you in such hurry?" he giggles. "here." taking your hand like he always does. - in any other day, you'll normally think this is something very usual, but tonight..

walking towards the exit, you don't expect feeling his hand play with his fingers trying to find yours so he could slowly fill the little empty gaps in between your fingers.

he's bold enough to lace them together, and it's a completely new feel to what it should be a normal intimacy between you two. - but then, you remember what he once told you once about holding hands with just the palms and the one lacing fingers.

"I just think it's very intimate" he states. "I wouldn't just do it with anyone. It's too intimate, I mean, I'm okay with just touching our palms but if I ever lace my fingers with anyone," he pauses. "then just know that's me being very much in love." he laughs. "I don't fuck around when it comes to those type of things and you know it."

and.. hell yeah you knew. not only you were a hopeless romantic but so was he. you remember agreeing to it.

discussing about it, he even told you he could never hold your hand that way because it'll feel way too weird. you couldn't agree more in that moment but if he's doing it now.. was it because he..? no. you don't think so. he's just tipsy right?

you can't help but feel your body tense as soon as he does and all you wish is for jungkook to not notice since he's sort of walking ahead of you but.. he's jungkook and so, of course he does.

"Is everything okay?" he glances back at your frame, stopping a little but you encourage him to keep walking.

"yeah, I'm.. alright." you try to give him a not-so-nervous smile and all he does is grin while looking back upfront.

is he crazy?

stepping outside of the restaurant, jungkook wasn't lying when he said it'll be more cold. - to be honest you low-key knew it was all true but at the same time, you didn't wanted him having to sacrifice his own comfort because of you.

"our uber should be here in a couple of minutes." jungkook says as you nod your head.

still holding hands, you take your time to look around as jungkook's gaze reminds on you. you don't notice it but him gently squishing your hand caughts your attention.

"yeah?" you meet his eyes once again that are only hidden by his transparent glasses.

jungkook doesn't know if you think he's a fool but he can notice the way your body quivers. grinning to himself, he quickly manhandles your body against him into a hug.

"what are you-"

"I know you're cold, silly." with his big jacket still on, he manages to wrap it around your body. but not only before guiding your hands around his waist so you could hug him first which is now so...very, much close to him. "come here."

you were going to complain but.. the wine playing its role into making you not care about itㅡgot you absorbing how warm jungkook's body actually feels against you and all you could imagine are pure dangerous thoughts now. wondering how his naked body would feel against your skin because if he naturally feels this good with clothes... you just wonder how perfect it'll be.

but what were you thinking?

you shouldn't be thinking like this. he's your best friend, damn. for many years too! you can't just act silly because of you being tipsy.

tipsy. not even drunk. fuck.

"I'm very cold." but your subconscious didn't seemed to listen to your right mind.. taking all the control over your body needs and heart. It was a rare but very possible situation.

"I know baby." jungkook replies and it's just.. he first calls you princess and now.. baby?

you need to know if this is just him being tipsy because you've been tipsy, even fully drunk around each other before and none of those moments compares to what you feel and what he's doing tonight.

glancing up at his face, your chin buries on his chest.

he smells so good..

"baby?" you repeat and damn how you wish he wasn't wearing those glasses. wanting to see those pretty eyes up-close.

when he looks down at you, his face is so close to yours you feel like pulling out of his body but something in you tells you not to and that's when the staring contest begins.

silently looking into each other's eyes you both last a few seconds. seconds that feels like minutes. his trained arms wrapped around your body in a delicate hug that feels tight enough to ever let go. - your pupils move around his pretty face quickly enough to end up focusing on his lips. his lip piercing looking very tempting right now so it wasn't just your mind playing games earlier, you were growing this tiny desire of wanting to kiss him. very badly.

jungkook notices your eyes pattern. faintly grinning to himself, he licks his lips trying to provoke you. perhaps he's insane but giving him a very intense expressionless face, your eyes glisten so much, so does his and it's like as if you both were silently asking for something that you can't quite put into words but it's also something that's so obvious to guess. - so naturally, jungkook gives two tiny squeezes to your waist. again, something he usually does, but as your breathing was slowly increasing, this wasn't just a casual touch. you actually wanted more.

"what are we doing?" you whisper before even thinking about it.

"I don't know." he responds in the same way. tucking one hair that just seemed to fall over your face behind your ear. his gaze quickly going back to your lips while doing so.

"what do you want?" you dare to ask, you needed to know. this feeling only increases with time so it's only fair for you to know what's also going on in his head.

but just before he could answer, of course your uber comes.

lingering his gaze into your eyes, you could tell he was thinking. about what? you don't know, but he seems very doubtful.

"let's go. you'll get more cold." It's all he says.

and as soon as you blink, you're on the car.

the way back to the hotel wasn't so awkward thanks to the person that was driving having a bright personality. there was just this one question they made that make your body tense for a couple of seconds but it was alright afterwards.

"you're both very pretty. are you dating?"

with a smile on his face and you glance at jungkook who's also waiting for you to respond.

"we are friends"

"no."

you both say at the same time. the person's driving just laughs and there's that look he gaves that yells I know something you don't but of course, doesn't mention anything.

"that's a shame." It's all he says later on after finishing up talking some more.

you should be used to that question. you both, actually. people always asked you this.

but you just didn't know what was happening tonight.

jungkook kept on watching the city lights as the car goes and you notice how he.. still hasn't let go of your hand. surprisingly enough? your palms aren't sweating. keeping all the warmth jungkook's hands was giving you and you wondered if your heart was the only one beating this fast.

the city lights didn't seemed so blurry as you go in the car, meaning you weren't drunk. but it maybe is because you were seating right now. once you get out of the car.. that's when you know the real deal.

still sort of feeling cold, the car didn't helped at all for your legs to stop quivering, so you have no other choice than to start caressing your bare legs with your only available hand and because of that sudden repetitive motion, jungkook notices as he finally nods his head looking at what you're doing.

"do you want me to tell the driver to turn the heater on?" he suddenly asks and the soft warm of his breath hitting your ear made you feel some things..

"h-huh?" you flinch, quickly reacting. "no, its fine."

silently staring at you all jungkook does is, let go of your hand. pinioning both of your legs slowly placing them at the side above his thighs with your entire body as he hugs your legs and one of his hands rest on your back so you could get close to him and it's justㅡhe was so strong he could only manhandle you so easily.. not that you complained though but you think that this is the most he has ever done that.

what the fuck is he doing? was your first thought.

the fact that he did this so casually, looked like he didn't seemed to care about how much this was going to affect you.. or maybe he didn't know?

In this position, jungkook could hug you side ways muffling only a portion of his jacket around you.

this feels nice was your second thought. already feeling his warm embrace.

fuck was your third. as soon as his hands started to leave slow caresses through the entirety of your legs. only close enough to your thighs.

"to keep you warm." Is all he says with a smile, but oh boy was that doing more than to keep you warm.

everything seemed to happen so fast so you tried your best to not do something stupid but jungkook was so.. damn. his hands touching your skin feels as if they burned your entire skin and you didn't know if that was because of you wanting to see just how far he could go. - explicit images fullfiling your mind of how many possibilities but fuck. you repeat to yourself once again how you shouldn't be thinking about your best friend like this.

at least not when you don't know if he feels the same.

but as soon as you say that, you find one of your hands moving naturally taking his glasses off. not because you hated them but because you wanted a clear view of his doe eyes. - jungkook's reaction draws a smirk to his face. lowkey knowing just how badly you've been wanting to do that and as expected, they looked very different now that you could clearly see them. well, not as clear yet because there's not really so much light in this car, but you get it.

saving up his glasses through one of his pockets, your face leans closer to his. "perhaps.." growing bolder, you tease him at the side of his ear. "you want to seduce me, jeon?"

"define seducing." is all he says, glancing at you.

"hm." you hum, nodding your head softly.

if he wanted you to show him, then that's what you'll do.

sensually biting your lips, you start guiding your anular and second finger, walking a path against his chest. teasingly. your head resting on one of his shoulders as you watch your hand go. - ending at the nape of his head, you start playing with the little strands of hair tangling on your fingers as your breathing is now brushing his neck when you purr, "this.." leaving a soft peck on his pretty neck for the first time ever. your lips has never touched jungkook like this or in any other way, ever.

"..is me.." another peck touches his hot skin, this time with a little trail of sensual kisses. "..seducing.." all of it while guiding your lips towards his jawline.

"..you." suddenly stopping as you whisper against his skin and something tingles inside of him.

It makes him automatically react by gripping one of your thighs and you swear you almost let out a tiny scream by how sudden it was. but your skin was basically crying wanting to be touched by him, it was only understandable.

feeling risky as you gain more confidence, you place a lingering kiss to his jawline. jungkook's starting to feel sort of hot and so, he bites his lip ring trying to cope with his desire.

not being able to stop whatever was happening right now, he immediately manhandles your whole body adjusting your thighs to be accommodated along his hips. body no longer beside him as you were now facing him and he makes sure to really open your legs so you could be perfectly close and at his center. he was getting so turned on but still, was trying really hard not to. he couldn't risk having a boner in front of you when he didn't know what you actually wanted from him.

despite not having so much light, you linger your gaze to each other. only the flickering lights could do some justice into lightning your bodies and faces. - staring for a couple of seconds, all you can hear is the car's smooth driving sound. there's no a single smile on his face but you on the other hand, were smiling seductively taking your lips in between your teeth.

gosh.. just what was wrong with you.

you thanked this car for being huge so the driver couldn't really see what was actually going on at the back.

he'll think of you as liers for sure..

when jungkook drags his eyes down your lips, all he wants to do is kiss you but.. he didn't wanted to make a stupid move when he isn't even clear of what you want.

"y/n.." he quietly calls your name. "what.." pausing, only to gather a little more of courage. "what are we doing?" now he's the one to ask. hands resting on your thighs, curiosity paints all over his eyes.

"I don't know." you sincerely reply. same eyes, same feels.

only for you to lean over his chest as your face remains just a few inches away from him. your face remaining with a few inches away, you can perfectly feel his breathing along with yours. - jungkook frozes for a few seconds.

but it doesn't last long as soon as he's saying, "we are both tipsy."

"I know." you giggle. "so?"

"so?" mimicking your tone and chuckling about it, "I don't want you or.. usㅡmaking something that will later ruin us.." he utters.

"ruin us?" you repeat.

he nods.

"are you speaking from my or your point of view?"

"y/n.." he humorously warns, with a hint of being serious. "I mean this."

"I know, koo." you aver very gently to him. "we can just let this go. It's all good." you mean that but still.. can't help but feel a bit disappointed.

and as always, jungkook can see through you. but he doesn't says anything as the driver calls for your arrival. - you quickly get off him, suddenly missing his body warmth but you guess that's all for tonight.

but only did you forget about one little thing.

entering the room, jungkook's hands doesn't seem to leave your body despite what he said on the car. dancing almost all night, teasing each other with a hint of tension here and there, it was a great moment.

but the couple of stares coming from jungkook were getting harder to digest as the night progressed and so, standing in front of him right now felt like an actual nightmare. so before it all gets worst, after a few more drinks you both call it a night and prepare to take separated showers.

you low-key wished that taking this shower could make all of your strange thoughts turn into dustㅡbut apparently, the universe didn't wanted you to behave so here you are, laying in bed while jungkook's at your side, thinking about many things. dangerous things. things you aren't even sure what they meant.

or maybe you do..

..and that's why you're now looking at the pitch black ceiling. - all you can hear is the subtle blow of the air conditioner as you wondered if jungkook's mind was also flooded with heavy thoughts just like yours.

"are you sleeping?" you softly ask.

"nope." he says almost humorously making you chuckle. "I'm very much awake."

"so am I." you remark as your body slowly faces to his side and that makes you actually take a rough glance at what is like jungkook's body right now. you could only tell much because the only light functioning as your source was the moon peaking through the giant curtains. - with his body facing up the ceiling, you could take a view of his very familiar side profile. the pearly soft lights of the moon barely caressing his skin but you can still have a view of his very well defined jawline. his hair was slightly parted side ways and you wondered just how soft it'll be if you ever get to touch it again.

you suddenly get this strong urge of wanting to kiss him and just before you could think first about your future actions,

"jungkook.." your mouth is already speaking before you.

"mhm?"

lifting your body, you seat up still facing directly to his side. "can we do this just one time?" voice small, definitely shy enough for him to note the lowkey nervousness of your tone.

"do.. what?" he's careful to ask.

without much thinking, your next move is to slowly but surely straddle his waist as you make sure he isn't feeling weird or awkward about it. - as he let's you place yourself on him, you continue. - eyes gazing at each others and your hands lay on his clothed chest. your face slowly leaning towards his.

jungkook doesn't have a clear point of what's going through your mind but whatever it was, he wasn't going to stop you from doing it.

"kiss me just once." you purr close to his lips.

"Iㅡare you sure?" he wasn't going to lie. that's something he has been wanting to do ever since you've arrived in vegas. but as always, just because he wants it as badly doesn't mean he won't care about what you feel first.

instead of just responding with a simply 'yes', all you do is place a very daring kiss to his cheek, closer to his lips and that makes jungkook feel sparks inside of his stomach and so then, he wanted to kiss you bad, oh so badly.

so he pushes his lips towards yours. a gently touch that soon turns into a deadly unstoppable heated session as gasping for air was a strong necessity. who would've thought of you two really going at it as soon as you touched your lips. is this your bodies communicating into how much they've been wanting each other? It definitely was something to think about later on.. but as of now, you'll just take the risk. take this momentㅡto saviour what you've been wanting to touch, wanting to feel, wanting to experience.

you wanted to know what every other girl get to feel when playing around with him. why every girl always seemed to run up to you the moment things were over, asking you for advice just so they could have him back. but jungkook wasn't an asshole with girls going around breaking their hearts. you always wondered why his relationships always finished almost too fast. but given to how desperate they always were.. made you wonder about many things. was he really that good? if we were to mention his personality.. yeah he has his flaws but don't we all? he still was so good for you. almost too perfect in your eyes but.. the only thing of him being unfamiliar to you was this. so what if once you get a taste, you can't escape? like all the other girls. what if you feel more after this? is this really okay? - you don't know, but as of now.. you were more than willing to find out. accepting all kinds of fate.

"touch me." you moan to his lips.

"where do you want me to touch?"

"anywhere and everywhere. I'm yours tonight." you say, mind already gone.

"are you sure about that, baby?"

he rasps and fuck that nickname, he already was making you feel crazy and you haven't even started yet.

"mhm" moaning, that's all you say. grinding your center against his as jungkook helps you get more friction, lifting his hips.

you seem very eager and jungkook likes that, so he starts by caressing your bare legs. all you have on is your very short silky pajama shorts with a cotton blouse and he doesn't know how you always manage to stay so pretty for him.. or not for him, but the thought of you ever doing that excites him. the movement of your hips seemed to get more prominent the moment he started gripping your thighs getting close towards your waist. he loved your body, he always has. he just hasn't find the right time to tell you that because he thinks it might feel too awkward. but he has been dying to tell you that for years now. maybe tonight could be the perfect time for him to do that, so he gives it a try. admiring your clothed body as he switch positions taking you down and kissing your neck. the feeling of his hands sneaking underneath your blouse only burning your body.

"I love your body so much, so perfect to me." he deeply mumbles against your neck, heat traveling all over your skin. "I wish I could just take this blouse off." desperately kissing you close to your ear and god, did you feel so hot right now.

"then take it off." you command. your hands sneaking through his shirt so he could also take his off.

jungkook doesn't think twice when he's already doing it. not after leaving a kiss to your lips though. feeling intoxicated by it, he comes back to taste your pretty lips, not getting enough of it.

his body looked so hot on top of yours, you liked the view way too much. his tattoos only being the second protagonist here, of course the main one it's him.

once your body's full bare, you were completely naked in front of him, except for your silky shorts. - not even realising it, he let's out a gasp.

"It's even better to what I've ever imagined." licking his lips as you bite yours, his eyes only darkens the moment he sees your nipples be erect and it's all because of him and there's something about it that makes jungkook want to keep you here and stay in this moment forever.

so taking one of your boobs, he's softly squishing them. fingers circling around it ever so slowly and soon enough, he's already tapping your mouth so you could open up and lick his finger for him. only to bring it back into your nipple, just touching directly this time. - he flicks, pinches and lick them with such detail and care, you feel you could faint as your legs start repeatedly pressing up against each other, only increasing their need for some type of friction. jungkook slowly watch as he silently enjoys your reactions and desperation about it. giving him satisfaction, but because he can't let you get your way just yet, your little cries could only affect him this much so that's why he gently sundered your legs apart so you could stop doing that and prevent him from wanting to fuck you right away.

you make him that weak.

"calm down baby, I'll treat you nice.. I promise." he kisses your lips but all you do is complain, moaning into his lips.

"I'm so wet, please do something about it." you arch your back as you slowly circle your hips in the neediest way, giving him those pleading puppy eyes an jungkook's mind almost stop functioning for a few seconds. you were so adorably fuckable, this might not last as much as he wants.

"fuck- you really want me to.." he pauses. "agh, fuck." hissing between his teeth he takes a step back getting comfortable in bed, opening more your legs as he got rid of your shorts. only letting you wear your white, now with a big round wet circle, underwear. "fuck. you really are so wet." he sighs, overwhelmed by the sight.

tracing one finger on top of where you want him the most, he teases you with long and slow traces as he watch your body twitch. god, you were so needy. he never imagined you to be this way and fuck does that turn him on so badly.. - your little whimpers are like music to his ears when he sees you caught your lips in between your teeth as soon as he keeps teasing you. just now adding a bit more of weight on his finger. you close your eyes and he let's your hips grind on it.

Intensifying your sways of hips, you seat up on your elbows as you keep your eyes glued to him, panting so much with your mouth mid-open as your arousal and orgasm increases. -jungkook suddenly flicks over your clothed heat and you flinch, just to feel your clit and walls pulsate because of it. "fuck" you cry as your head faces the ceiling. - jungkook grins at that seeing the way your hips grind on his hand more aggressively, he proceeds onto flattening his entire palm over your pussy and as soon as you know, he's giving consecutive mini slaps into it. making your breathing cut in between as your legs tremble.

"mm, are you going to cum pretty girl?" his voice so nice, so sensual. It just feels so right.

"euhng" you sob.

"is that all you can say?" he traces a long deep line in between your wet clothed pussy lips.

but you can barely talk as it's already so hard to breathe.

"it's okay baby.. you look so fucking hot right now." he rasps licking his lips. "so sexy.." in between his breath.

"cum.. make me c-cum." you plead with those eyes again.

"yeah?"

you desperately nod with your eyes closed.

"is that what you want?"

"eung." you moan.

and it sounds so rich that jungkook doesn't wait any longer into taking your drenched panties off and rapidly enough, he gets comfortable to start eating you out.

"agh! fuck-" his tongue so warm against yours as he flattened it on top of your clit. his saliva just mixing with your arousal as his silky black hair just landed over his sweaty forehead - jungkook barely moved but he felt so hot and so turned on, his body was already condensing it all.

"so fucking good." he moans against your clit, kissing on it very passionately. he was so good that your hands couldn't find another spot other than to stay over his head.

you think you've never been more turned on in your life. he really wasn't kidding when he said he'll treat you nice. this was beyond good for you. he was incredibly so good.

introducing one of his fingers now, the feeling was so high that you couldn't wait more so you cummed on him, so god damn much, jungkook just enjoyed having to place your hips back down to bed because you were trembling so much. your moans enriching his ears... he wanted you so fucking bad. he don't think you could even imagine a portion of how much.

after reaching your end, your walls were pulsating so crazy along your clit. and you don't think you've ever felt this horny before. your clit just have this rich sensation of wanting to be stimulated all over again.. it's not even to the point of you wanting to feel some overstimulation, you were actually very horny again like you feel you could cum again if he wanted you to. you've already recovered so fast, you don't think somebody has ever made you feel this way..

"jungkook.." you seat down this time, arching your back and sticking up your ass as you almost cringe at how wet you are. only the soft and cold air of the room meeting your exposed private parts. jungkook mimics your position, only this time sort of manspreading. he's so horny too. you could see it from his pajama pants and they weren't even tight into his legs. eyes lidded and so dark, you don't think you've ever seen him like this but.. it was quite a sight. he was so damn attractive, fuck.

"take off your pants." you command and he does as you say.

once he reveals his dick, he's so hard it inmediately jumps back into his stomach. prominent and faded veins around it but they aren't much, just a few ones. the right amount. his tip being of an angry pretty red, you can't believe even his dick is so fucking delicious to look at. he just got it all, doesn't he?

the moment you delicately grab his dick, he stops you. "wh-"

"I want you to kiss me while you masturbate on top of me."

"huh?" your body astonished.

"just get on top of me and grind my dick with your pretty pussy, yeah?" he croaked very hotly.

he doesn't need to ask you twice.. your pussy clenches at the thought of feeling his bare dick and all that's on your mind is him right now.. not believing of the day for you to be doing this but look at you now, about to extend your juices along his length.

jungkook angled his head resting against the bed headboard as he lays down. - you seductively feel bold enough to crawl towards him with both of his legs forming a straight line. he motions his hands behind of his neck, all while a very devilish smirk plastered on his very tempting lips.

just how much more hot can this man get?

the moment you straddle his waist, both of your hands run through his abs and firm pectorals. you give him a few kisses. enjoying the way he sighed closing his eyes. you took your time to feel him whole, those gym schedules were doing their glorious work. - you kiss his neck, bite his earlobe, tease him a little, have fun a little. until your lips finally land on top of his lips. very nicely, very warm..

and damn it was a mess. not only down there but your feelings too.. just how much do you actually like him? those were your current thoughts.

placing your hands at both sides of his neck, your hips finally lowers into his length.

gasping in between kisses the moment your walls wrap around his tip ㅡ he feels so big, so thick, so rich.. you suddenly are in need of his warm touch so you take both of his arms, putting it back at the side of your legs to see what he'll do about it.

slowly swaying your hips back and forth, your pussy coated his dick so well.. it was messy, but so hot.. just something about teasing him getting inside but not entirely..

promptly grasping each side of your hips, jungkook takes his time into palming your ass. you're making so much sensual noises.. his heart couldn't stop beating. his breathing only getting heavier along with yours. he searches back into your lips. giving you a lingering kiss as he squeezed your body so nicely. he can't stop his emotions of wanting to tell you his feelings and so,

"I like you so fucking much y/n.." he finally confesses against your lips. his hips only twitching for the way your pussy slided against him. he was getting desperate just as much as you.

"fuck." It's all you say while lowering your head into his shoulder, slightly biting it and moaning about it because you didn't know him confessing to you like this could get you this horny. - maybe it was because of the fact of him feeling the same way as you.

"gosh, I want you like crazy. I'm so ffucking sorry." he whimpers, pressing down your ass right now.

but his apology is not welcomed because you want him to know how badly you also want him and like him. - you aren't stupid to like, not know that this is the perfect opportunity to confess your feelings so with nothing else to lose, you make it better to let him know just as much.

grinding slowly but eagerly into him, you unattach your face off his shoulder just so you could give him a very loving piercing look, breathing into his lips as you both lips are slightly parted. your face remains so close to him, chest almost touching his as your fingers tangles at the top of his head.

"don't be. I like you too, jeon." you reveal, panting against his lips.

jungkook felt his face froze for a few seconds, "you do?"

"eung." you moan against his neck, kissing all around it. "it's been 4 months now." very lost feeling the thick skin of his dick.

"can you fuck me now? I want you very badly..." you moan. oscillating your hips, coating more of his dick with your arousal as you're looking at him very sensually with a bite to your lower lip into a grin.

and jungkook tries to process this new information from entering his brain. he doesn't have other choice than to push it away for now.. - deciding he'll do the second thing he has been wanting to do for years. the first one being already done.

"I'll fuck you good." he smirks.

It's all he says before he's already hovering on top of you, dick in hand teasing your walls, he slowly enters. gasping at the same time, he let's you take your time to adjust while he tastes your lips and it's just - your lips were already so addicting to him.

once he moves, he marks a slow pace feeling you whole. he feels so full inside of you.. - jungkook's eyes doesn't leave yours as time progresses. fucking you hard, he takes both of your hands guiding them at the side of your head. lacing his fingers together with yours and the moment he does, something inmediately shifted with just the delicate change of synchronizing both your fingers.

suddenly, jungkook started fucking you in a different way. it was no longer hard but deep, sensual.. very overwhelming as he started kissing your boobs, feeling your body up, biting you here and there.. - you decide you wanted him close and so your legs naturally fondle around his waist. his breathing now burning your neck, you were getting closer with how heavy his body feels against yours and so, when you finally cum, it doesn't take longer as soon as he follows you up.

breathing between each others bodies, the only thing that can be felt right now was the same old soft sound of the air conditioner and your very delighted heartbeats.

and suddenly, after taking a very well deserved cold shower, an already sleeping jungkook lays on this shared bed and all you can think about is.. once tomorrow comes, how different things going to be?

"why didn't you tell me and waited for four months?" jungkook insisted. "you could've told me."

"It isn't so easy.. you know?" you scoff at him. "we have been friends for so long, it was almost impossible for me to ever think you felt something for me too.."

"wasn't I obvious?"

"obvious?" you laugh. "you didn't even gave me hints!" defending yourself. "four months is okay, I could've spent a lifetime and you still wouldn't know."

he rolls his eyes. "why do you think my relationships always ended so quick y/n?"

"..why?" curiosity filling your eyes.

"because of you!" he says as if that was something extremely obvious for like.. giving you hints.

you narrow your eyes. "do.. you really think that's a good hint?"

"yeah!"

you burst into laugh. "please, I just thought you were bad at relationships" you fake cry. "even though wondered a lot about why they kept coming back after a break up.."

"well, now you know why." he laughs.

"shut up, that ain't even everything about you."

"oh so there's more?" he teased.

"maybe."

..and you're glad that with jungkook's bright personality, everything seemed to be okay.

if anybody were to ask you about why you were so scared into confessing your feelings.. you don't know. but one thing you do know is..

that once that time comes, as long as you trust your feelings and let things flow, it'll automatically become your perfect timing.

so, trust that. your own timing.

[hiraya-rawr]

You're a zombie like Qiqi! How would they react?

characters: diluc, kaeya, thoma

contains: fluff, bit of angst, dissociation-type of state, gn!reader

notes: platonic relationship but can be considered romantic. you were acquainted with the character before turning into a zombie.

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Diluc

Diluc carries your death personally. Like most tragedies in his life, he considers your zombie-like state as his fault and responsibility. If only he didn't let you leave alone that day, if only he took up his darknight hero persona earlier — then you would've been safe.

He initially tries to distance himself from you, believing that it would be better to watch you from afar. It's not like you remember much anyway, he knows he's just a blurry figure in your memories now. However, his cold treatment proves to be difficult with the way your muscle memory brings you to his tavern every afternoon. The first time it happened, he internally panicked.

"What in the.. (Y/n), where's your guardian? How did you-"

"Apple.. apple cider please," You mutter blankly at him, taking a seat at your usual spot: the same spot that's practically reserved for you to cheerfully order an apple cider after a long day. His heart clenches at the memory, but he nods and proceeds to make your order.

"One apple cider drink. Less ice with mint and apple garnish, just the way you like it." After finishing your drink, your guardian arrives with evident relief. They should've have known, really. Of course you'd be at the tavern, it's practically a second home to you!

Since then, it's not uncommon to find you wander in the tavern to your usual seat, ordering an apple cider. Sometimes you surprise Diluc by ordering another one of your usual drinks, other times you don't say anything at all. Diluc doesn't care how you often forget to pay either, he would give you whatever you want without charge.

When you started carrying around a notebook, you'd list down your tab to try and pay him back (he tries to distract you from remembering that though).

Kaeya

Kaeya, like Diluc, would try to give you space as well. Unlike Diluc though, it's not because he feels guilty but rather because he's not sure how to treat you in your new state. To him, the (Y/n) he knew is dead.

Although it couldn't be helped when he catches you outside the walls of Mondstadt, wandering farther from the city. It's his duty as cavalry captain to ensure everyone's safety so he makes haste to bring you back.

"You know you're not supposed to waddle off, little zombie," He says, opting to not call the form you're now in by name. He sighs when you make no intention to reply and tries to grab your arm to guide you back. It was then did he notice the little bundle of Calla Lilies in your arms — his ascension material which you collected for him a few times.

This was a breaking point for the cryo user. He's quick to engulf you in a hug, his cool temperature complimenting your own cold body.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I'm sorry. I'm here now," He holds back a sob on your shoulder.

Eventually, Kaeya does open up to you. The people of Mondstadt would often see the cavalry captain teasing you in daylight, writing random orders on your notebook and laughing at your confusion. He'll always miss the energetic person you were before, but he learns to make do with who you are now.

"Kaeya... mean," You'd huff, protecting your notebook which he's been messing with.

"I swear we really do call Diluc as Mr.Grumpy. It has nothing to do with name calling, Y/n."

Thoma

Like Kaeya, he isn't sure how to treat you anymore. At first he tries to be casual and offer you lots of hugs but he soon finds out that his body temperature as a pyro user isn't good for your dead state. He still tries to cook for you and watches over you whenever you're in the Kamisato estate.

Thoma misses how you were but he tries his best to recreate memories for you in hopes that you'd remember/train your memory. He'd bring you to feed the stray dogs by the outskirts of the city and ramble about how you used to do this together in the past as well.

"Y/n... Won't remember your stories," You tell him sadly as you feed the stray sniffing your hand. Thoma looks at you, eyebrows furrowed with clear heartbreak written on his face. He's quick to change his expression when you face him though.

"That's alright! I just have to tell you again," He cheers, pulling you in a side hug but quickly letting go as he remembers his warmth could harm you. "We can make new memories too! Don't worry about forgetting, I'll remember for you."

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Ohohohoh....how about...Wolfgang, Ulysses and Mark having an S/O who's the Ultimate Unlucky Student, they have luck so impressively bad that even breaking their legs are a normal day for them

A/N: thanks for the request! the scenarios take place in the regular world since there's more to work with. hope you enjoy!

The Ultimate Unlucky Student

Ulysses Wilhelm

You burst into your boyfriend's office with a wide grin plastered on your face. It was about time he took a break from his neverending work, anyway. The main motive was your craving for attention and you knew the perfect way to spend time together: visiting Ulysses' favorite history museum!

Upon noticing his eyebags, you move behind him to massage his shoulders. "Is the project coming together?"

"More or less..." He narrows his eyes at the papers in front of him. You could sense Ulysses' stress and it made you even more determined to put the plan into action.

"Shouldn't you be resting?" he spins his chair, now facing you fully. "Don't worry about it, a little bump to the head is nothing." "And what about the leg you broke...." he stops mid sentence, scanning the notes in his notebook, "...last Thursday?" "That's old news already! Plus, today is not about me. I want to take you out on a date so you can clear your mind."

Ulysses thinks deeply about your idea, before giving in. At the slight signal, you grab his hand and make your way to the planned location.

Everything was going well. The historian seemed to enjoy seeing the (already known) displays, especially the ones about Ancient Greece and Rome. But your luck will always be the same.

While pointing excitedly at a vase, you stumble upon your own feet, making you lose your balance. Moments away from collapsing right on it and smashing it in pieces, two hands hold you back by your waist. "Let's be more careful with that... it's irreplaceable."

Wolfgang Akire

Busy with tending to your plants, you hear a loud noise, followed by the vibration of your phone. You pick it up and answer the call, seeing that it's from your boyfriend.

"Y/N? Are you home right now?" his voice came out rushed and slightly muffled, probably by his hands. "Yes, did something happen?".

You knew he had a court hearing today, around this time. So, why was he calling? Shouldn't he still be preparing? "I forgot a file in the top drawer of my desk. Could you bring it over until my break, please?"

Those words shocked you, he never forgets things. Your voice comes out as a soft chuckle, "That's a surprise, but worry not. Your knight in shining armor will come to the rescue!" As you end the call, you hurry into his office and follow his instructions. He forgot to specify which file, since the drawer had a pile of papers. You grab the first one, hoping for the best.

When you reach the court, the break had already started. Wolfgang was striding along the room, waiting for your arrival. Upon noticing the doors opening, he rushes to your side.

"Here it is!" you hand him the document, and he eyes it thoroughly. "Y/N... This is the wrong one..." Your eyes widen as your shoulders slump slightly "I should've expected this to happen..."

You lower your head, but Wolfgang rises it back by the chin. You can't help but stare into his eyes, amazed by the calmness he was showing. "It's not your fault, and don't worry. The file you brought me will do too."

Mark Berskii

It was one of the few days in which Mark left the house. You thought it would be a good time to surprise him by cleaning his studio. Everything went south when the headphones fell to the ground, breaking apart. The mess you made was making you feel horrible: they were his favorites. You had to fix it... somehow.

The nearest store didn't have any in stock, just your luck. The website was down for some hours now, and when it came back on, you ordered a pair at the speed of light.

Just to be safe, you also tried taping and gluing the headphones (obviously, to no success). The rollercoaster of emotions you were going through was taking its toll on you. Annoyance, and embarrassment, they were all infuriating. But most importantly, you felt pity and sadness for yourself.

The sound of the door opening makes you instantly turn your head. Mark was tired already as it is, how can you break the news to him? He notices your loss of words and cocks his head to the side questioningly.

"I... wanted to clean your studio a bit, but then I accidentally broke your headphones... And..." you cover your face, on the verge of tears. Mark hurries to loosely embrace you, giving you the space to turn away if you wanted to.

"I can get a better pair..." he strokes your back gently. "Well, about that..." you bite your lower lip, thinking about all the events of today. "I already ordered the same kind."

Luckily, your package didn't get lost, and even arrived later that day. The only issue was that instead of a green accent color, you got pink.

[venteas]

i overdosed, should've known your love was a game - genshin fic

ft. childe, kazuha, scaramouche, xiao (x gn!reader)

warnings: angst, grammatical errors

summary: you fell out of love

CHILDE!

was it how this was going to end? you walking away while he stands there, trying not to feel the pain, pretending his mind isn't racing with all the moments the two of you spent together. no, he's not sad, or angry, he'll be fine. find someone else and move on with life - was that not what you told him before you dropped his heart and shattered it? he will be up in no time, days spent with someone new. someone new to talk about with his family - he'll have to explain why they don't see you anymore, of course, but his siblings will soon forget about you as kids do when they see childe with a new significant other. and as for you, well, perhaps some part of you still holds feelings for him, but you were the one who broke it off, right? why would you ever ask to get back together again, when you knew he was with someone new?

KAZUHA!

he loves you too much to not let you go. as a traveller, a wanderer, he too knows the feeling of wanting to constantly be on his feet, moving through cities and nations as he explores different places and people. that is what he sees in your eyes right now - the feeling of wanting to go, to be free from commitment of any sort. kazuha understands he's holding you back, and as much as you cry and try to explain that it's not his fault, it's yours, he can't help but feel a twinge of guilt that he's never noticed this before - that you felt trapped with him. after you leave, he decides that he won't forget you, won't stop loving you, but as you promised before the both of you part, he will be there if you ever require his help. travellers help travellers, right? he's certain the two of you will meet again someday; maybe then there may be hope for the two of you...

SCARAMOUCHE!

you expected his face to contort, expected him to get angry at you and blow up. you are scaramouche's first romantic partner after all, and you of all people know just how much control he has over his emotions. instead, his maintains a poker face throughout, dead silent. his gaze is cutting as he looks up at you, arms folded. for someone so short, he did have an intimidating aura about him. there is an awkward pause as the both of you stare at each other - yours filled with regret while his is cold. finally, he lets out a huff. "don't look at me like that," he says with a disgruntled look, shifting so that there is more distance between the two of you. "like what?" he hesitates, eyes flitting to the sides. it is unusual for him to even hesitate before speaking, but this is a habit since he started dating you - to think through his words before speaking, if only to you. you've never noticed it before, but perhaps now that you don't deserve this privilege, you take notice of it. "like you still care." and you won't tell him, or anyone, even after you've travelled far away, but you still hope that one day you will meet him again, in your travels.

XIAO!

xiao can't exactly say that this was not expected. given his role as one of liyue's protectors, and his standoffish and cold demeanour, even his own significant other would one day tire of trying to get him to open up. as you break the news to him, he stands there with the same expression as always. the giveaway as to how he truly feels is his amber eyes, which slowly loses its light as you continue. you notice this of course, and pause midway, but he urges you on. as the words tumble out faster and faster, his mind has to keep up with you in order to process and catch up with whatever you are telling him. it takes a while, really, for him to understand that you want to break up. his face falls - for a split second, you swear you can sadness flash across his eyes, but that soon goes away when he raises his head again. his features are angelic as ever, the moonlight shining on him, and you can still feel the warmth radiating off him. a moment of silence passes by - it's not awkward, or embarrassing. it's a much needed silence, just like a break in between a sentence. you take the time to catch your breath as he accepts what you've just said. it doesn't take a genius to figure out that he's probably heartbroken, and hurting, but it's all masked behind that pretty face of his. walking away, you wonder if you will ever get to see his true emotions again.

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a/n: wrote this in a rush, sorry if it's not up to your standaard

[dees-writing-corner]

stressed

pairing: yeosang x reader

genre: fluff; roommates to lovers au

word count: 1125

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It's been a long day. Scratch that. It’s been a very long and tiring week. From editing in the studio to decorating the café, nothing seemed to go smoothly. Everyone could see how worn out I was, yet none of them offered to help or ask how I was holding up with the sudden increase in workload. No. They just asked how the people around me were holding up or that I should help them out or keep an eye on them. And honestly? It was exhausting. 

Walking into the lift, all I could think about was to go home, take a shower and sit in bed with a book in hand and a cup of tea beside me. 

Though it seemed that the universe had other plans for me. 

The moment I stepped foot into the flat, I was greeted by the sound of laughter from the living room. Making my way over, two figures were sat on the sofa, chatting away, yet neither of them was my flat mate, Yeosang.  

"Hey, you're home early today." 

Turning my head to the kitchen entrance, I saw Yeosang coming out with bottles of soda in hand for his friends. 

"Yeah, got everything done early." With a weak smile, I looked over at the two on the sofa. "Got friends over?" 

Sitting himself down, "Yeah, I didn't know you were gonna come back early. Probably should've texted." 

"That would've been nice, yes, If I had known you had friends over, I would've walked in looking less like a zombie." 

Yeosang turned slightly, looking me down, "Yeah, you don't look too good. Are you gonna head straight to bed or eat with us first? We ordered some pizza." 

Nodding my head towards the corridor, "I'm gonna head to bed." 

Waving goodbye, I quickly made my way towards the bedroom, quickly removing my clothes and throwing them into the hamper. 

Stepping into the shower, I let my mind go blank as the hot water rolled down my tense muscles and down the drain. Quickly doing my routine, I walked out of the bathroom and collapsed straight into bed, turning off all of the lights except for those above the bed.

Lying down, however, seemed to make my brain more awake, though that may also be due to finally seeing Yeosang after a week. Even though we live in the same flat, due to my increased workload, I left before he woke up and got back in after he went to bed. 

Now, why would Yeosang be on my mind? I like him. And I have done since Wooyoung introduced him to me three years ago when I was looking for a flat mate. It was a well-known fact within our group of friends that I liked him, they all found out one way or another, though Yeosang seemed to be oblivious of it. 

Sitting up, I reached for my phone. 

Hearing a knock, I looked up to see Yeosang carefully walking in with a mug of tea in hand.  

"Here you go." 

He placed the mug in my hands before crawling next to me. 

Taking a sip, I looked at him with a weak smile, "Thank you." 

We just sat in silence as I sipped on the tea.  

Finishing off the tea, I set the mug down on the night stand. 

"Wanna talk about your week?" 

Shaking my head, I leaned into him, "Not really. I won't be able to hold back my tears if I start." 

Yeosang pulled me into him, "Then don't. Just because we've hardly seen each other this week doesn't mean I can't tell how much all of this is affecting you." 

"I'm tired. So bloody tired. Nothing's been going smoothly and the people who are supposed to help are making it worse. Which, in turn, gives me more work. I've also got people coming to me telling me to help them and check up on them. I do. I really do. But they're supposed to help me make my work easier, not the other way round. They seem to forget that I'm also human. That I also feel tired. That, sometimes, I'd want to be cared about. I just, I can't." 

Burying my face into his chest as tears fell, I could feel his arm tighten around me as the other one reached for the back of my head. 

"Shh," I could feel his lips on my forehead. "I know you're stressed, yeah? But just remember that I'm here. You can always talk to me. I'll always help you. I'll always be here. And I don't plan on leaving until you get tired of me." 

I let out a small chuckle at the last part. Sniffling I looked up at him, "I'll never get tired of you." 

With a gentle smile, he reached for my face, wiping away the tears, "Good, because I don't think I'd live." 

What? 

I blinked a few times, eyes scanning his features. His eyes were gentle and a small smile pulled at his lips. 

"What?" 

He reached up, pushing some of my hair back, "I said, I don't think I'd be able to live. Without you." 

Okay, I'm pretty sure all the stress and lack of sleep has gone to my brain, because there's no way Yeosang just said that. 

"Why?" 

My voice was small, unsure. 

"Because I like you." 

"You do?" 

He let out a small giggle, "I do." 

Reaching a hand to hold the side of his face, I gently traced the birthmark by the side of his eye. 

"I like you too." 

He grinned at me, "Yeah?" 

"Yeah." 

He carefully pulled my face towards his, placing a few light pecks on my lips. 

A blush spread across my cheeks as I buried my head into the crook of his neck. 

I could feel his chest vibrating as he laughed, "Come on, let's get some sleep." 

Pulling me down with him, he reached over to turn the lights off. 

I cuddled into him, sleep taking over me within seconds. 

"I KNEW IT! San-ah what did I say this morning?" 

Groaning, I buried my head into Yeosang's chest as he pulled me closer to him. 

"Wooyoung. Shut up." 

With the two bickering at the door, I felt kisses being peppered on the side of my head. 

"Morning." 

Pulling back slightly, I mumbled, "Morning love." 

Fully opening my eyes, I looked to San and Wooyoung, "Could you two wait in the living room?" 

Wooyoung nodded, "Hurry up, I wanna know how it happened." 

Hearing a soft click, I looked at Yeosang, "It's gonna be a long day isn't it." 

"With Wooyoung? Yes." 

Smiling, I leaned down and kissed him, "Come on, let's go entertain the demon child." 

[rendevousz]

mum?

mother figure!nat x fem!teen!reader

avengers x reader

req by @teenwonder ; i absolutely love the entire teams adoration for reader skfksngnsf its so cute! could i please request one a little more nat based? maybe r treats and loves nat like a mom but nat hadn’t noticed that before, and the whole team is like listing examples of how and why 🥺🥺🥺

summary: the four times you needed nat and the one time she admits that she needed you too.

warnings: blood, a random attack out of nowhere because i'm not creative, inaccurate writing of medical situations because i have no idea how those things work, also let's just pretend bruce was around during iron man 2 when tony still had palladium in his arc reactor, also inaccurate descriptions of palladium effects bcs i just...don't know much about palladium pls forgive me thanks, and idk any hospitals in new york/manhattan or even the states LMAO so uh bear with this, and last but not least, my inability to write good endings

word count: 5426

notes: that's a long ass warning nevertheless pls do enjoy this fic <3

"i'm going now, bye!" you bid the team who were having breakfast together, walking out of the common area.

"bye, cupcake! don't get into trouble, don't do what i'd do and definitely don't do what i wouldn't do." tony advised and you rolled your eyes because tony says that to you every morning before you leave for school.

"wait, don't forget your lunch!" nat stands up from her seat and grabs your lunch that she had packed, from the kitchen island, bringing it over to you. "thanks, nat!" you grabbed it, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before leaving.

nat smiles at the action, turning around to walk back to her spot on the table, only to find the team staring back at her with knowing looks.

"what?"

"you know, you only need to sign a couple papers and the kid's all yours." tony states matter-of-factly. nat snaps her head towards the man, an incredulous look on her face. "what are you talking about?"

"we all see the longing looks on both your faces. she's dying for you to call her your daughter and you, her mother." clint explains and the others nodded in agreement.

"that's nonsense. she has wanda too," nat reasons, sitting back down. "i'm pretty sure she sees wanda as a sister considering how much she drags wanda with her whenever she's causing trouble around the tower." steve raises his brows at the redhead who was in denial.

"she sees you as her mother, nat. just accept it," wanda tells her, taking a sip from her glass. "really? name me one time she showed it." nat challenges them, not knowing that they've been watching your interactions with her for the longest time.

"you have no idea what you just got yourself into, romanoff," clint chuckles, cracking his neck and knuckles as if preparing for a fight.

"remember new mexico?" he smirks and nat only frowns, trying to remember.

i.

"no!" you screamed, dropping down to the ground. you didn't care that you scraped your knees doing that, the only thing that mattered was the overwhelming feeling of grief engulfing your whole being. tears streamed down your face as you looked at the debris on the ground, the remainder of what used to be standing in front of you; a building. blown up, now in ruins.

clint, bucky and steve watched you break down in front of them, their hearts breaking at the sight in front of them as well as the fact that their teammate had been caught up in the middle of the explosion.

"y/n/n? come on, tony's team called for back up. we gotta go," steve tried to get you to stand up, failing when you kept your ground. you screamed when he tried again and their hearts clenched at the heartbreaking sound.

"we can't just leave her! please, we have to find her," you cried, clinging onto steve's body as he ran his hand up and down your suit-cladded back to soothe you. "y/n/n, we can't. the whole place is in ruins now," he didn't want to say it but he had to. he had to in order to get you to leave. "she's gone."

"she can't be gone! she can't just leave us! we need her! i need her, stevie.." you cried into his chest and he had to control himself so he didn't cry right then and there too.

he looked up to see bucky looking at the two of you guiltily, tapping his wrist to indicate that they were running out of time. steve had no choice but to carry you in his arms, getting you to leave the site against your will. but you were too weak to fight back now. "what am i gonna do without her now, stevie?" you asked quietly.

"we're gonna be okay, y/n/n," he tells you, sitting you down on a chair and settling down next to you as clint flew the jet to your next location. the atmosphere was tense and you could tell everyone, too, was sad about this.

"what if we're not? what if we're not gonna be okay, stevie? i know i won't be." you wiped the tears streaming down your face despite the fact that your face still wasn't drying up any time soon.

"because nat wouldn't want to see us like this. she'll be angry if she sees that we're risking people's lives just because of her." he says truthfully.

"we're landing, guys." clint announces and the team prepared for another round of fighting. steve turns to you, wiping the tears on your face as he made you look up at him. "now let's save some people and make nat proud, yeah?"

you nod at him sadly, preparing your weapons. all of you got out the jet and the second battle of the day begun. boy, were these people unlucky because they were on the receiving end of your fury.

you were busy taking down a group of guards alone when you heard a familiar voice. "y/n, behind you!" and you turned just in time to take down a guard who was aiming at you.

you didn't even have time to register your shock of seeing the redhead because more guards came at you two. you guys fought alongside each other until all the men were taken down.

"nat?" you breathed out. "yes, bub?" she answers as you both carefully walked over the knocked out men. she was taken aback when you slammed into her, hugging her the tightest you ever did since you met her.

"please don't ever do that again." you mumbled into her chest. she was about to ask you what you meant when she heard you sniffling. figuring out it wasn't the appropriate moment to ask, she continued to just hug and comfort you in silence.

"wait, that was why she cried that day? because she thought i was in that building when it blew up?" nat asks after steve finished the story. "i never found out why because she never told me."

"yeah, you should've seen her when the building exploded. completely shattered my heart, dude." clint states, remembering the broken down state you were in that day.

"wait, did you guys not grief over my supposed death then?" nat glares at clint, bucky and steve. "in our defense, they were about to blow up about a hundred people, we didn't have much time to process the whole situation." clint tries to convince his best friend, only to receive a glare again from her.

"alright but just because she cried when she thought i was dead, doesn't mean she sees me as her mum. i'd cry too if any one of you guys died," she states, still in denial.

she did love you like how a mother would love her child. but she didn't want you to feel that she was forcing the title onto you. after all, you had so many other adults around you, who's to say that you saw someone else as a parent figure instead of her? she didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

"woman, are you serious?" sam exclaims, throwing his hands up in the air dramatically. "need i remind you that the girl sacrificed her life for you?"

ii.

"nat, watch out!" you stood right behind her where the man was about to attack her. you gave him a harsh kick to the head and that was all it took for the man to go unconscious.

the redhead turned around, not having enough time to comprehend what had happened before you dropped into her arms. you two were lucky the last of the men had already been taken out.

"bub? what's wrong?"

at this point, you were fully leaning against her. she was holding up your whole weight, hands wrapped around your middle to support you. that was when she felt it. the familiar thick substance on her fingers, leaking from the back of your suit.

her eyes widened, pulling one hand away from you to look at it. red. her breathing picked up as one of her hands felt around your back, finally feeling the handle of a knife sticking out from your back.

your eyes were already drooping by now and she lightly shook you awake, careful to not hurt you. she lowered you down and you were both sat on the floor now.

she presses a finger to her ear and you could hear her voice echo in your ear from your own comms. "can someone come please," she paused, exhaling shakily. "y/n's down."

if it had been any other person, she probably would be bringing them to the jet by now but it was you. she didn't know what came over her but when she saw that you were injured, it was like her whole body shut down. her knees felt weak and she couldn't bring herself to move.

"hey, hey, keep your eyes open. can you do that?" she asked gently and you nodded weakly. "bub, why did you do that?" she cried softly, moving your hair away from your face as you leaned sideways against her. the action caused your face to be smudged by your own blood from her hands but she didn't care as she caressed your cheek.

"he–he was gonna hurt you. i–i couldn't..." you paused a while, the pain getting too much for you to bear. "y/n, don't strain yourself. you need to stay awake," she tells you as tears streamed down her face.

"rather me than you," you whispered. nat's eyes widened at this. "don't say that, bub." she scolds gently.

you smiled weakly at her. "i've grown too dependent on you, nat. it's to the point that i," you coughed and nat worried that you were straining yourself but you continued. "that i'd rather die than live without you. you probably can go on with life without me but i can't without you. i need you, nat." your eyes closed and nat panics, shaking your body.

"y/n?! bub?! stay awake, please, they're coming!" nat cries out loud, holding onto your limp body.

"did we not agree to not mention that to me anymore?" nat glares at sam for bringing that up.

the night of that incident had been one of the worst nights for nat. she sat by your bed all night after you had been treated. she had been the first one you saw after you woke up. she had been the one you broke down in front of after you admitted the full reasoning behind your actions. she had been the one who opened her arms for you to make yourself at home in.

"i'm sorry but you must be blind if you can't see how really she sees you for the past years," bucky states. nat turns to him with a glare. "you don't know what you're talking about."

"oh really? who does she call whenever she has a really bad nightmare?" bucky questions rhetorically with his eyebrows raised.

iii.

"no, please, don't!" you begged, asleep and thrashing around in your bed. quiet whimpers turned into heavy breathing as you plead for your life in your nightmare. "please," you whispered, inhaling and exhaling harshly.

FRIDAY, noticing the amount of distress you were in, alerted the closest person to your room, that being bucky who was returning from a late night trip to the kitchen for some water.

he quickly went into your room, only to see you shivering and thrashing around in your bed. "doll?" he approaches slowly, finding you still asleep, though sweating a lot. nightmare, he realised.

"doll? wake up," he gently shakes you and you immediately jolt awake, breathing heavily as you register what was going on. "it's okay, it was just a nightmare," he soothes you, holding you close as one hand rubbed up and down your back while the other held your head to his chest.

none of that helped as you were still in the same state as you were when you woke up. "are you okay?" he asks, worried. "nat... i need nat.. please i need her," you whimpered, shaking in his hold. you were having trouble breathing.

"FRIDAY, get romanoff."

within minutes, nat arrived, looking panicked and disheveled like she had just woken up, which she just did. "what's wrong?" she asks bucky, approaching you two.

"she was having a nightmare and woke up and i think she's having a panic attack. she asked for you," he informs her and immediately moves away when she approaches, so that she could take his place.

"bub? it's me," you look up to meet natasha's pretty green eyes. "you're okay, bub. can you tell me five thing you can see?"

you looked away from her eyes, looking around your room. "i–i see my book on my nightstand, my lamp, my jacket on the chair, my laptop and the painting on the wall." you told her after some difficulties.

"good, that's good. four things you can feel?"

"i feel the socks on my feet, my fluffy blanket, the pillow i'm leaning on and your hands around me."

she smiles softly at you. "three things you can hear?"

"i hear your voice. a–and the faint noise from the ac and i can also hear bucky's breathing." you look up at the man and he smiles sheepishly at you, standing around awkwardly. you gave him a small smile back.

"two things you can smell?"

"i can smell my own shampoo..and my room's air freshener." you told her more calmly now, feeling the panic attack already going away.

"one thing you want to taste?"

"i wanna taste wanda's blueberry pancakes." you pout and the two adults couldn't help but chuckle. "you can have them in the morning. right now you need to sleep so you can have the energy to devour them tomorrow, okay?" you nod at the woman as she tucks you in.

not long after, you fell asleep. she then presses a kiss to your forehead before leaving with a less worried bucky now. and sure enough, the next morning, wanda made you blueberry pancakes.

"okay, so what? we all need someone to help us through panic attacks?" nat rolls her eyes. "did you miss the part where i came in and tried to help but she specifically asked for you? she needed you, nat."

"guys, i... i love her with my whole heart but she has all of us. i don't wanna make her feel like she's restricted to only one of us. you all love her too," nat reasons.

"yes but she doesn't have anyone to call her mum and frankly, i think you'd be perfect for it." wanda encourages the older woman.

"i—" before she could continue, her phone rang loudly and she thanked whoever it was that called her because now she didn't have to make up excuses about her doubt of becoming your official mother.

iv.

she looks down at the caller id, sighing when it was you, meaning the team had more against her now. of course she didn't mind you calling her, you could call her when she'd be asleep after a mission and she'd still pick up with a smile on her face. but it was the fact that the whole team could see how she softened when she realised it was you who called that bothered her. she really didn't want them to let her have hopes that you'd accept her as your mother.

"bub?" she said into the phone and half the team smirked at her while the other half gave her knowing smiles. "aren't you supposed to be on your way to school?"

"yeah but uh are you busy right now? i um, i need you."

nat immediately stands up, worry etched onto her face and the team frowned at this. "what happened? are you okay?"

"you know how i told happy i wanted to walk to school today? yeah, i just remembered why i don't walk to school anymore."

"what do you mean? what happened? are you hurt? did someone hurt you?" she bombards you with questions out of worry. at this point, the team had also stopped their chatter and teasing looks, equally worried for your well-being.

"yeah, i am. wait, maybe not. i mean, i was just being dramatic but uh, i tripped on who-knows-what and now i have a sprained ankle. i can't walk now so i'm standing in an alley right now so i'm not in the way of people. can you come get me?"

nat sighs in relief, thankful that it wasn't anything that she was thinking of. "you are unbelievable, y/n." she chuckles in disbelief at your clumsiness. "can you tell me where you are? i'll come get you now. i'll have the school know you're not coming today." you told her your location and she immediately leaves after telling the team what happened to you.

you were expecting nat to call again, to tell you she was around the corner but instead you heard a whoosh of air beside your head, followed by a crack sound. your head followed the sound, eyes widening when you saw that a dart had struck the wall beside your head. you looked ahead, trying to see where that came from.

if it hadn't been for your fast reflexes being an avenger for the past few years, you probably wouldn't have ducked in time when another dart came flying right for your head. "what the hell?" you grunted, staying low but still looking around for the source. you squinted when you looked up, the sun blazing but you managed to catch a glimpse of a man on a rooftop nearby. he had blonde hair and was dressed in all black, donning a same coloured mask that covered the bottom half of his face.

"you had one job! how could you miss her twice?!" the blonde hears his colleague hiss in his ear through the earpiece. "i'm sorry! i'm no hawkeye, how was i supposed to get her in one try?!" he scolds back.

"you didn't even get her in two!"

"shut up and just let me work! you're distracting me!"

"hurry because i see the redheaded one nearing the alley. boss'll kill us if he finds out we didn't get her in her vulnerable state."

"i'm trying, i'm trying!" the blonde closes one eye, his sight now locked on your crouched state. he saw you move once you saw him and he cursed under his breath, his weapon following your movements. "she's moving!"

"just take the shot and be done with it! you have to go now!"

and shoot he did. after he shot the dart gun, he immediately fled but it wasn't like you were going to be able to chase him down or anything. a scream left your lips as a dart pierced through your skin, right under your shoulder.

you dropped down to the ground, right in the middle of the alleyway. you cried when you felt the burn in your flesh. you had been stabbed multiple times before with much bigger objects so why did this feel different?

"y/n?! is that you?!" you heard nat's voice yell from a small distance away. "i'm here," you croaked out, feeling your body grow weaker at an alarming rate.

"oh my god, bub, why are you on the ground? it's dirty, c'mon let's get you up. which foot did you sprain?" she places both her hands under your arms, pulling you up on your feet before accidentally dropping you back when you let out a shriek, crying out in pain.

"oh my god, did i hit your ankle? are you okay?" nat assumed that your tear-stained face was because of your sprained ankle but then you wheezed, your eyes drooping the longer she stood there.

your right hand slowly reached across your left shoulder, the butt of the dart sticking out of your skin now in between your shaking fingers. nat's eyes followed your hand movement's, a gasp leaving her lips.

"y/n, what happened?!" she panicked but before she could even get an answer from you, you had already blacked out. her eyes widened, knowing it was the dart because why else would you pass out that quick from a simple penetration in the shoulder. you had dealt with much worse than that and she knew your tolerance level.

she took off your bag, careful to not move the dart. she then placed her hands under your knees and behind your back, easily picking your unconscious body up and rushing back to the tower.

when she arrived, she was met with many confused yet concerned looks from the tower staff, seeing the black widow, rushing in with the youngest avenger unconscious in her arms. they had seen you leave the tower for school about half an hour ago so they knew something must've happened on the way.

"get bruce in the hospital wing. tell him it's urgent." she tells the woman working the front desk, hurrying into the elevator and telling FRIDAY to get her to the floor she so desperately wanted to arrive at quicker. black lines appeared on the left side of your neck, slowly spreading to the right side and she assumed it was from that damned dart in your left shoulder.

"natasha! what's wrong? they said it was an emergency," the doctor spoke in a panicked voice when nat entered, immediately going quiet when he saw you in her arms, neck lined with seemingly black veins.

nat laid you down on the surgery table, frown growing when black lines steadily spread to your arms now. though she was too worried to think, she managed to at least tell bruce what was outwardly wrong with you.

"dart. left shoulder." she blurted, incapable of forming proper sentences now that she had seen more of you. the black lining your skin got her speechless and anxious. bruce got ready with medical gloves, removing the dart from your flesh before analysing the pattern of your skin. it looked familiar.

"FRIDAY, get tony down here. it's urgent."

"bruce, please, what's wrong with her?" she cried, tears now freely streaming down her face. she didn't cry much in front of anyone but when it came to you, you always managed to get her to do just that.

"hey, what's going on? FRIDAY said there was an emergency here, who's hurt?" nat heard tony's panicked voice but she didn't make an effort to reply. her gaze was fixed on only you.

tony's jaw dropped, frowning when he saw you on the bed, upper body covered in black lines. "what the hell happened?!"

tony stepped beside bruce, taking a closer look at your skin. his frown deepened. "wait, it looks like.."

"yeah, looks exactly like when you had palladium instead of vibranium in your arc reactor."

"does that mean—"

"palladium's been running through her veins for about twenty minutes now. FRIDAY, how high is her blood toxicity level?" bruce asks, sampling a drop of your blood from when he took out the dart.

"53% and it is still steadily increasing."

"tony, at the rate it's going, if she's not treated in the next fifteen minutes or so, she'll.." bruce pauses, not wanting to say it out loud.

"no, she just needs lithium dioxide. that's how fury and i cured your palladium poisoning, tony." nat finally speaks.

"SHIELD probably has them but they're all the way in dc. they're not gonna reach here in time," tony states solemnly, reaching over to move your hair out of your face, looking down at you sadly.

but he was immediately pulled aside, nat grabbing his collar and looking him straight in the eyes. "you have your stupid iron suits that can probably travel faster than the speed of sound if you try. you can go down there yourself and get the damn thing. i swear to god, tony, i'm literally going to destroy those stupid suits myself if you don't put them to good use." nat threatens, glaring at the billionaire.

tony's eyes widened, the genius having not thought about nat's idea yet. "yeah, yeah, you're right, i'll go now."

he left immediately and nat approached your bed hesitantly, not wanting to see the black lines making home on the skin on your upper body. "do you think tony'll make it back in time?" she sniffles and bruce's worried frown on his face softened. "of course he will. he won't let anything happen to y/n. we won't let anything happen to y/n." he assured her.

there was nothing they could do now but wait for tony to come back with the lithium dioxide. nat sat beside your bed, hands gingerly grasping one of your own. despite the black staining it, nat held it to her face and her tears rolled past the back of your hand.

bruce decided to give her some privacy, opting to inform the whole team of the situation instead of standing around idly.

nat pulled your hand away from her face, rubbing her thumb over the back of it, crying even more at the sight in front of her. "y/n, please. i've never told you this but i need you." she pauses, breathing in shakily. "i've always needed you and i'll always need you. you can't leave me, please. you said i could go on with life without you but you're so wrong, y/n. you're the reason i'm still here and you're the reason i still want to be here. if you're not here then it's as if i have no reason, no purpose. i need you, y/n. so much more than i'd like to admit. heck, probably much more than you need me. so please, don't leave me. i can't do this without you." nat sobs out, watching the patterns on your skin spreading and growing bolder.

at this point, the whole team had now gathered outside of the room, watching nat cry over you. they wanted so bad to get a closer look at their beloved baby avenger but they respected nat and instead, waited for her to finish talking to you. once she stood up and looked around, bruce knew she was done so he entered, followed by the team.

"status, FRIDAY?" bruce asks, sampling a bit of your blood again. "blood toxicity at 96% now."

the team looked your unconscious body in apprehension, some crying and some worried out of their minds.

"goddamnit! where the hell is stark?!" nat growled. her eyes were now puffy after having spent the last half an hour crying. the team had never seen her lose her cool like this but they figured why.

as if on cue, tony's iron man suit crashed through the windows of the room but he couldn't care less. his main priority was to get to you quickly. in his hand was a silver briefcase that he passed to bruce.

bruce opened the case before wasting no time in plunging the syringe containing lithium dioxide, your supposed cure, into you. immediately, the black patterns on your skin started disappearing. it was slow but noticeable. it started from the tips of your fingers, going up towards your neck.

everyone sighed in relief, and to tony's surprise, nat hugged him tightly. "thank you. you have no idea how much this means to me." she whispers. tony pats her back gently. "hey, i care about her too, okay? of course i'd do this for her. any one of us would."

nat smiles at him when she let him go, turning back to you and almost crying out in joy when your skin had finally turned back to normal. she let the medical assistants set your bed up and handle your sprained ankle before going back to sit by you. the team left her alone with you once again.

it was only about an hour later did you wake up, squinting when bright lights shone down on you. you moved around but you felt hands around your left and you heard a familiar voice.

"and remember when you dragged wanda to pull that prank on me with you and after you did, i grounded you like i was your mum or something?" you hear her chuckle, still not noticing that you've woken up.

"i didn't mind, though. frankly, i don't think i would ever mind if you continued acting like my mother or something," you spoke and she immediately tore her gaze from your hands, looking at you, now wide awake.

"bub!" she hugs you so tightly you didn't think you could breathe. you still returned the hug though, laughing. "i was worried you might still have some palladium in your bloodstream."

"wait, palladium?" you asked her in shock. "yeah, the dart that got you in that alley, it contained palladium. it's highly toxic so we used lithium dioxide to counter it. speaking of the dart, i'm going to find out who did this to you and they're never going to see the light of day for putting us through all of this." nat says, disturbingly calm.

"yeah...you do that," you tell her, slightly scared. "but palladium? in my blood? how cool is that? i had literal metal in my blood! i could've become like tony but like...palladium woman or something." you said excitedly.

"you do know we already have metal in our blood, right bub?" nat questions in amusement. "oh." you say dumbly. "and palladium don't belong in our body and you literally almost died because of it." your mouth opened but no words came out.

"speaking of, can you please not do that again? i really thought i was gonna lose you." she whispers, stroking your hair. "oh yeah, of course. i'll just announce to the whole world to not target the youngest avenger," you joke, smile dropping when nat gave you a stern look.

"nat, being part of the avengers at my age undoubtedly means i'll be a target for the bad people out there, but i don't care because while i get to kick ass, i know all of you have my back when it's my ass that's kicked. and i think that's the best part of being an avenger; the sense of security i get having you amazing people as my teammates." you tell her honestly and she smiles softly.

"oh come here you," she pulls you in for another hug but this time it's better because you could still breathe. you make yourself comfortable, snuggling into her.

"did you mean it?" she asked and you look up at her in confusion. "mean what?"

"when you said you wouldn't mind me acting like your mother."

"of course i do, you're like the mother i never had. i wouldn't even mind you being my actual mother." you say without a second thought, eyes widening when you realised what you had said. you swore under your breath, knowing you've just made it awkward between you two.

"i– really?" despite the teams efforts to make her see the truth, it was much more meaningful when she heard you say it yourself. "y–yeah.." you admit sheepishly.

"then you wouldn't mind if i actually adopted you?" she asks carefully, gauging your reaction. your jaw dropped, eyes going wide once again. "are you serious?!"

"yeah." she smiles at you fondly. "no! of course i won't mind!" you hug her tightly, tears forming in your eyes. you had gone all your life without parents so this was a huge thing for you. not only were you going to finally have a mother, but the most amazing woman you knew was going to be your mother.

"mum?" you tested the title, smiling when she acknowledged it. you were now crying in joy.

"hey, don't cry." she soothes you, running a hand up and down your back. "no, no, i'm just so happy. this is the best day of my life." you tell her. "me too, bub."

you stayed in her arms until you fell back asleep, nat tucking you in before going back to sit down on the chair. she looked down at you fondly.

sure, she was scared of the big step she was about to take with you but she had you with her and she knew that was enough. "i love you, y/n." she whispers, planting a kiss on the side of your head.

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