#and i was ALREADY SEVERAL WEEKS BEHIND?
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you think your life is hard? well IM an EXTROVERT and i HAVENT SEEN ANY OF MY FRIENDS OR JUST RANDOM OTHER PEOPLE in THREE WEEKS!!!
#and im gonna BITE SOMEONE ABOUT IT#going to TACKLE MY FRIENDS AMERICAN FOOTBALL STYLE and BREAK ALL THEIR RIBS when i get home!!!#in the meantime ill. idk. rip off both my arms#tie them to a doorknob and slam the door#dude i am NOT well rn#it does not help that the room ive been staying in is like a fucking. insane asylum room#zero furniture or decorations just my bed and a dinky little table and chair for my computer#i didnt even think to bring any plushies. fuck my life#i mean. i do have A plushie now. thanks to my mom getting me one#worst part is i havent done any schoolwork while out here (because im just. actually miserable)#and. can i reiterate for a second. ITS BEEN THREE WEEKS#and i was ALREADY SEVERAL WEEKS BEHIND?#BEFORE I LEFT?#KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL#oh and i also um. havent been drinking. Any water out here : )#because 1 the tap water is not drinkable and 2 the fridges water filter pours at about. three drops per second#!?!1??!!?!??!?!?!?!SORRY IM BEING SO COMPLAINY#I JUST. HAVE A LOT OF THINGS WRONG WITH ME RN#A LOT OF MY NEEDS! ARE VERY LOW!
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Books of 2024: September Wrap-Up.
Delighted to report I am VERY far behind on my NaNo prep reading goals, and now September is gone (oops). However! This month I did manage to carve nine (9) pages out of a behemoth scene, write a newsletter article for the nonprofit I volunteer at, and alpha/hype read a friend's manuscript, so I still had a fairly wordy month (I say, as if all of my months are not Wordyâ˘).
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THE HAUNTED BOOKSTORE, Vol. 1 & 2 - â
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SHRIEK: AN AFTERWORD - 135/451 pages read; will report back later. I definitely had to dual wield CITY and SHRIEK last night to compare passages that are, in fact, duplicated across books, and I feel like the calculus meme about it. This one is structured interestingly, too: It's written by a sister (first person) about her brother, but the brother is annotating her manuscript in his own first person (in parentheticals wedged into or tacked onto paragraphs, also first person). I'm very excited to finish this, and equally excited to see what's going on with FINCH after that, so. Back to reading I go!!
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Historically, I have been Very Bad⢠about assigning things Star Ratings, because it's so Vibes Heavy for me and therefore Contingent Upon my Whims. I am refining this as I figure out my wrap up posts (epiphany of last month: I don't like that stars are Odd, because that makes three the midpoint and things are rarely so truly mid for me)(I have hacked my way around this with a ½). Here is, generally, how I conceptualize stars:
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- This was Good/Fine/Okay/Meh. I don't care about this enough to recommend it one way or another. Perfectly serviceable book, held my interest, I probably enjoyed myself (or at least didn't actively loathe the reading). I don't have especially strong feelings. You probably don't need to save yourself from this one--if it sounds like your jam, give it a shot! Just didn't resonate with me particularly powerfully. I probably won't reread this unless I'm after something in particular.
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- I LOVED THE SHIT OUT OF THIS, IT REWIRED MY BRAIN, WILL RECOMMEND TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE AT THE SLIGHTEST PROVOCATION (content warning caveats still apply--see 4-star disclaimer). Excellent book, I'll reread it regularly, I'll buy copies for all my friends, I'll try to convince all of Booklr to read it, PLEASE join me!!
#books of 2024#books of 2024: september wrap-up#the haunted bookstore#ambergris trilogy#jeff vandermeer#city of saints and madmen#shriek: an afterword#shriek#the more of these wrap ups i do the more i realized i picked THE ABSOLUTE WORST TIME TO START THEM btw#like i've definitely read 46 books so far this year total#so averaging more than one a week by a fairly significant margin#and YET: the past two months i've only finished three (3)#because i keep nerfing myself with bricks (le guin and vandermeer respectively)#and because i've figured out the writing groove again a little better lol#anyway i wanted to have already finished reading a bunch of my haunted house books so those could be marinating right now#but instead i'm staring at them several books out on my shelf still#so i might be taking a couple weeks to do a lot of reading and prep a book in two lmao#i might be able to do the human/earthling character prep now and just save the house for after i read more haunted house stuff#i want to be swimming in a sea of Ideas and i'm not quite there yet#making gr8 progress on the fungus front though so that counts for something#adhd really is feeling like you're behind all the damn time huh
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school's making me desperate. i've already been simply working for two months but they're holding my degree hostage due to information they lost and continue to refuse to JUST LOOK UP between periods of complete radio silence. even my boss is calling them every few days but they're throwing us both in circles. feeling so angry and hopeless as you either have a degree or you have nothing and my job is being as flexible about it as they legally can but I'm missing pay and extra hours because of it.
#do not everrrrrrrr study at loi this is the millionth time they did this#fondly remember how it took 2 months for me to be able to start studying after being registered because their administration is a sham#or how they sent me a bill because I was behind with payments that I PAID. THAT I SAID ON THE PHONE I PAID AND HAD PROOF OF.#AND THEY STILL WANTED ME TO PAY THE BILL.#or the (SEVERAL) times when i never heard back from teachers and had to find out i HAD NO TEACHER ASSIGNED#and they're all fucking idiots and when they do answer you after 4 weeks their response is miles away from your question#once they will finally cave on this current problem they've already given themselves 10 weeks time to wrap up the process#of the administration of my degree#I fucking hate their guts
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im going 2 have wasted all my money again arent i -_
#egg.txt#i cant go out & buy bigger things so i have to order them to my house.... bc i cant drive...#but literally EVERYWHERE. uses yodel & evri#but i paid extra for delivery for today cuz im gonna be in and tomorrow like i have non refundable tickets#but they havent delivered it today...#and every single other time this has happened theyve no joke thrown shit into my yard without any notification#ive had like several things ruined already and im kind of freaking it because i put in a big order with fragile stuff#and its like last time#this happened i had to spend a whole weekend bussing back and forth to take broken pieces back to the shops#like theyve chucked boxes that have said fragile all over them into my yard and obviously all my stuff smashed#theyve dumped my fucking parcels behind my bins and ive not found them for like a week and theyve been soaked#(those would be second hand items i could not return & were wrecked)#and theres no way to reschedule it eitherrrr ughhhhghgh#its like i feel like such an asshole. i know theyre the cheap option cuz they fucking run their drivers into the ground but#oh my god. i would genuinely pay MORE MONEY to go through a decent delivery service#cuz im gonna spend it anyway recouping all the costs! !#idc if it takes another week so long as it can be scheduled to when im in or a date so i can arrange#but theres no options like literally#AND no warning half the time on all the stores. ALL of the shops use it now its such a nightmare#and im mad too ive waited in the house all day for it#no warning it HAS been rescheduled and yep thats great [redacted] and so and so forth help me GOD
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MOTW NPC Rach Lombardi, Mark's toxic ex who got ripped to shreds by dogman and then whose revenant ghost latched onto someone else who was on their own dogman revenge quest (player character Tatara)
she's fun.
#ragsycon exclusive#ragsymakes#artists on tumblr#oc art#monster of the week#oc rach#she's conniving and self-serving and manipulative#which means she's very fun to play in game. love to rp an absolute garbage person#she and mark dated for awhile in their early to mid twenties#it was all around a really terrible relationship but he didn't really know it until well afterwards.#the entire time what he thought was positive attention was really just her using him to get what she wanted#up to and including using him as leverage to get to his brother stuart who she was seeing behind mark's back for a while#and he found out by complete chance. walked in on them after getting home from work early#and to mark's shock and disgust at this betrayal she just said 'eh that's fine. i was done with you anyway' and kicked him out right there#mark had a fairly significant breakdown over it and just. left town. ghosted everybody and got a job at a watchtower deep in the woods#didnt talk to anyone for years. became an unwitting forest cryptid (different can of worms). let all of his baggage fester for way too long#until stuart managed to get a hold of him and invited him on a Brotherly Reconciliation Camping Trip And Rach Is There Too#and rach did what she's good at which was needling mark's insecurities and insisting he's overreacting when he got upset#but at this point mark was possessed by an evil spirit that turned him into a feral dogman when angry (again. different can of worms)#and the dogman came out and attacked and killed her. total carnage. stuart was away getting firewood when it happened.#mark at this point had no memory of any of this dogman transformations so he woke up covered in blood next to rach's corpse and freaked out#as did stuart#so this Brotherly Reconciliation Camping Trip was kinda the last time they've seen each other since#and later on rach's earthbound ghost finds someone who is on a revenge quest for several other deaths at the hands (paws?) of the dogman#and this other person is already being guided by the spirits of her deceased loved ones#and rach. ever the opportunist. latches onto the other person to maybe get vengeance for her own death#sapping away the strength from the other spirits to make herself strong enough to DO anything#to say 'how fucking dare you' when the other person chooses to offer mark mercy instead of outright killing him#to decide she can finally take matters into her own hands and take over the other person's body and do the dirty work herself
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I have covid... First fucking week of nursing school and I caught covid
#idk what to dooo#i can NOT miss school or i will be severely behind#and i already missed work last week because i had tonsillitis#i want to dieee im so overwhelmed#this isnt fair i worked so fucking hard to be here i do NOT want to miss out!!
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Enjoy my baby girl Lala while I rant in the tags!
#the antidepressants ainât workin no more girlies!#on a real note#Iâm genuinely worried about my mental health at the moment#Iâve always been suicidal but the thoughts have gone past extreme#before when I would attempt I would have to be under severe stress and then in my panic Iâd attempt#but Iâm actually finding myself planning and rationalizing why I should do it#setting timelines for myself and the pros are starting to outweigh the cons#if things donât start looking up#I donât know how long Iâll have before my depression wins#my ac is broken and I have no money to fix it because Iâm already behind on rent and facing eviction#itâs been 90 degrees and up for the past two weeks#Iâm genuinely suffering beyond my own comprehension
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how can anyone complain abt a lack of television right now i am literally overwhelmed with programming
#i cant keep up! its the final season of riverdale.#what we do in the shadows is back and i had no idea so im already several episodes vehind ??#AND an entire new season of the great aired WITHOUT MY KNOWING#im behind on soooo many pther shows ive told people i would watch as well ! there is just so much television !#i still havent even watched interview with the vampire :(#oh god and in one weeks time its good omens âŚ#i started typing this list as a joke but i am Genuinely OVERWHELMED SKAJDKSJ
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I would like to make an addendum to this piece with the new chapter out and say that I was wrong about Phillip, he's great, 10/10 he went from being a giant red flag of a character to being genuinely relatable and man do i feel bad about side-eyeing him for that line he said last chapter
Also this chapter finally wrapped up another plot thread I was waiting for it to return to and waaaaaah seeing someone else's POV on Helene is so nice (and we finally got another flashback of OG Helene for like,, the first time in literally forever). Helene being called out as a lonely person who hides her kind feelings behind a cold expression...man suddenly my fondness for Helene is increasing thousandfold
Like literally how the fuck does this manga keep making Helene better and better there's literally nothing disappointing about her character and im STILL shook about it
#The Mighty Extra#no fully colored art today gotta process my feelings over the Helene bits in today's chapter LMAO#Helene continuously getting the best treatment in this story utterly shocks me as someone who is too used to seeing female characters in-#shounen-esque ending up as wasted potential fgkjggfkj#Helene is literally so perfect as a character i love her i love her i love her I LOVE HER I LOVE-#i don't draw Helene enough to show it outwardly but rest assured she occupies 99% of my current brain capacity 24/7#also the way I went from going âoh god why are you like thisâ to Phillip to âohhh OHHHH okay no i get it you're very babyâ is very funny#that last line makes complete sense for Phillip and it's so cool to see him show off a lot of character development in one go#for a character who is relatively minor i love how the creator made him really understandable and sympathetic like damn#i don't usually care for second lead male LIs but Phillip is surprisingly a strong and endearing character#so much so i think he's now going to forever be embedded in my mind as what a well written character looks like#me before 77: ehhh im not sure if im as excited for this chapter as the next few bc it's probs just gonna end up as#Phillip just being an ass and Fian being jealous about him#this fucking manga every goddamn time i doubt it: hey so want to learn more about Helene and see Phillip get massive character development-#that shows how mature he's gotten but also go back to several plot threads and mysteries and showcase how Lyla is severely in danger and th#war that Fian is starting is something that legitimately needs to happen to keep her safe and also here's a OG Helene flashback that-#you totally haven't been craving for promising to return to why Lyla shipped Helene/Fian in the first place and why she feels guilty about-#taking Fian from Helene (and also suggests Helene deeply loved Fian in the OG timeline which is one big awwwwWWWW and now it kind of-#sucks that Lyla DID rip Fian away from Helene but hey at least Helene has Paris now instead (oh the irony))#fun fact i actually kind of do ship Fian/Helene#at least the OG versions of them#idk seeing how attached Fian is to Lyla and imagining him doing the same to OG Helene is really fucking cute#i am SO FUCKING DESPERATE for the original story behind TME's plot to exist you have no fucking idea#and 78 looks promising as to revealing how OG Helene (/Lyla) reacted to OG Fian's death so like#im begging for next week's chapter already i NEED to get a continuation to that death scene#(also calling it now but if Lyla's real name is actually Helene im going to fucking scream)#(for more reasons than one oh my god)
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Before you | jjk
⤡ part of the dads universe
⤠pairing: tattoo artist!jungkook x female readerÂ
⤠genre: friends to lovers, angst, fluff, and smutÂ
⤠rating: 18+
⤠warnings: dom!jungkook, big cock!jungkook, long-haired!jungkook, pregnancy, mention of abortion, sexual tension, alcohol consumption, a lot of making out, finger sucking, thigh riding, masturbation, aftercare, mention of oral sex, swearing, some teasing, pet names, pregnancy kink, praising, a bit of jealousy, hickeys, handjob, semi-public sex, penetrative sex, protected sex, rough sex, creampie, overstimulation, and multiple orgasmsÂ
⤠words: 16,354
⤠summary: jungkook has taken a huge place in your life after he tattooed you, and you canât even picture how life was before him. he has always been there for you since day one. but how will things change after you find out youâre pregnant?  Â
⤠authorâs note: so guys, yesterday i tried to post this but it was a complete mess đŤ hopefully today it works without any issues! in any case, iâm happy to post this fic once more, especially since a lot of you asked for it đ it was a bit odd to read something i wrote years ago but it was at the same time intriguing because iâve changed since i wrote it. hope youâll like it đ
MASTERLIST
OCTOBER 5, 2018
In a few minutes, Jungkook is coming.
Youâre in your bathroom with a pregnancy test in your hands. Yong-ji, your best friend has convinced you in some way to do it, she thinks that you donât have the flu. For the past week, you have had all the symptoms of the flu and you stayed home to rest a bit. But she doesnât think thatâs what you have.Â
Before you can even see the result, thereâs a knock on your door. Jungkook.Â
He has no idea that youâre taking that pregnancy test, Yong-ji herself is not even aware. After she insisted several times, you told her that you wouldnât do it. Unlike her, youâre convinced that youâre not pregnant.Â
You leave the bathroom, put the test in the corner of the sink, and run to the door to open it for your friend. Jungkook has been around for a bit more than a year, and he has been one of your closest friends lately. Always there when you need him the most. And youâre just grateful to have met him.Â
âYou look so pale,â he comments when he sees you.Â
âHello to you too, JK,â you say, smiling back at him. âCome on in.âÂ
His eyes look at you with concern before entering your small apartment. Itâs not huge, unfortunately, youâre not rich yet but itâs so comfy. You liked this apartment the second you first saw it because it was what you needed.Â
âI brought some things to eat,â he says while walking to the kitchen with a little bag in his hands. âI guess you didnât eat anything today.âÂ
That man understands you as nobody does. Although your friendship is very recent, he probably knows you better than Yong-ji who has been your friend for six years. You wonder how that's even possible.Â
Youâre just behind him, following him into the kitchen, and he puts his handbag on the small table. Today, Jungkook is wearing a sweater with black skinny jeans, and you know for sure that under his sweater, heâs wearing an oversized t-shirt that he wore all day at work.  Â
âHow was your day?â you ask, trying to change the topic of your conversation.Â
Your friend turns back to catch a glance at you before he raises an eyebrow. Heâs perfectly aware that you didnât eat anything during the day and that youâre changing the topic of conversation because you donât want him to get worrier. Since youâre sick, heâs not going to say anything. Â
âThe same as always,â he says while rolling his eyes. âClients came, I made a bunch of tattoos and I barely had the time to work on some projects.â
This last year, he has gained tons of new clients and heâs busy tattooing them most of the day. Before, he used to find some time to work on projects, but now, he doesnât have that time.Â
âYou should find a partner to help you out with the clients,â you propose.Â
Jungkook has already considered it but he doesnât want to hire someone just to have more free time. He wants someone that can truly help him with the shop and the rest, and heâs convinced that itâs not going to be easy.Â
âIâm too picky and you know it,â he grabs a fry from the bag and eats it.Â
âThen, donât be,â you answer, crossing your arms over your chest.Â
He rolls his eyes as he takes off the food from the bag and places it on your table. âI donât want some shitty person to tattoo my clients. So, I'm going to be picky and you're going to support me.âÂ
You open a drawer, taking two sets of chopsticks with two spoons before putting them on the table. You both sit in front of the other.Â
Your eyes get lost in his for a split minute. At first, he might seem the cold type of person. His body is covered with tattoos, his hair is pushed into a man-bun, his fingers are covered with rings and he has some earrings. But itâs just appearances. This man is the sweetest and most caring person youâve ever met.
A lot of your friends asked you if something is going on between you and Jungkook but you have never seen the man in front of you as more than a friend. Even the thought of it never crossed your mind.  Â
âBut it was a good day,â he says, looking down at his food before he eats some rice. âAll the clients were super nice and there was even a cute girl.âÂ
You raise an eyebrow, intrigued by the cute girl he met today. Jungkook's love life is quite calm. He's not the type to fuck every girl he sees, he prefers to date, fall in love, and take the time to love. He's just the romantic type of guy.Â
âDon't look at me like that, yn,â he says, pointing a chopstick at you. âYouâre too curious.âÂ
He sighs in defeat knowing that no matter what heâs going to tell you everything, and thatâs what he likes about your friendship. You understand and know each other so well even though youâve been friends for only a year, but it feels like youâve known the other for like an eternity.   Â
âI just want to know what happened,â you say with a big smile on your face.
âWe just talked and she asked me to call her one day,â he notices that you havenât touched your food yet. âYou should eat.âÂ
You take a bit of rice and eat it. Lately, itâs the only thing that youâve been able to eat without throwing up.Â
âAnd?â you ask, raising an eyebrow. âAre you going to call her?âÂ
Jungkook is hesitating. Yes, sheâs cute and physically, sheâs his type. But not too long ago, he was seeing a girl that just left him suddenly because she got back with her ex. He liked her quite a lot and he doesnât feel ready to go back through all the date nights and the flirting things.Â
âDonât know yet,â he says nonchalantly.Â
âYou should call her, Kookie. You need to see somebody else other than me,â you tell him.Â
âThatâs not true, I see Namjoon and Yoongi,â you roll your eyes as he mentions his roommates.Â
But Jungkook doesnât spend too much time at his place with his roommates, heâs mostly with you because he loves to be around you, he loves how you make him feel. Oddly, you make him feel at home. He has never felt that with anybody else and he cherishes your friendship so much.Â
His eyes linger on your left arm, smiling as he sees the reason that brought you two together.Â
More than a year ago, you decided to get a tattoo and a friend advised you to go to Jungkook. You did some research about him and his work, reading a lot of opinions about him. After a while, you decided that he was the one, he was going to be the one who would do your first tattoo.
For Jungkook, you were just another client, nothing more. But you were kind of scared and nervous, and during the whole time, he was comforting you. It was the first time he was doing it. Usually, his clients hide their fears and put a brave smile on their faces.Â
When you saw the lion on your arm, you were so proud and so thankful that he did it. It was just perfect, even better than you had pictured it.Â
As he was doing it, he asked you why you chose to tattoo a lion. âThe lion is known to be the strongest animal, and to me, this tattoo will represent my strength. It will remind me that no matter what life throws at me, I have to be strong.âÂ
And he liked it. He liked how youâd look beyond the piece of art on your arm. He liked how he was not just tattooing a simple lion on an arm, he was tattooing your strength. After that, you naturally stayed in touch and youâre just happy to have met him.  Â
âAnd did you get any news from Minho?âÂ
Minho is a guy that you met some weeks ago and with whom you had a lot of fun. It was ephemeral but you had the time of your life with him. You donât regret anything, youâre just sad that now, itâs over.Â
You knew it was never going to last because you are both from two completely different worlds. Youâre just a simple girl that barely manages to have some money at the end of the month while heâs one of the wealthiest men in the country.Â
He's Park Minho, the son of the one and only Park Joonki. He has tons of holdings around the world and he controls basically everything in Korea. Heâs truly very powerful, and the chances that youâd stay in a serious relationship with Minho were very low.Â
âNope, and I donât think Iâll ever hear from him again.âÂ
âI thought he liked you a lot,â he says while eating.Â
You furrow your eyebrows, not understanding. Jungkook was the first one to say to be careful with this kind of guy, and now, heâs kind of being nice to him.Â
âHe looked at you affectionately, but I just wanted you to be careful.âÂ
âIn the end, we all knew this was just us having fun and nothing more,â you say.Â
Even if youâre sad that it ended, youâre kind of grateful that it ended now. Otherwise, you know you would have started hoping for things, and the end of whatever you had with Minho would have been harder for you.Â
âYou truly deserve someone who loves you like all stars and the moon love nights.âÂ
A big and bright smile appears on your pale face, and Jungkook swears he has never seen anything prettier. Sometimes, he realizes that he looks at you like a man completely in love. Those moments are not very frequent but when they happen, they hit him hard and itâs very intense.Â
You wonder if he knows the way his words make your heart stutter in your chest. But then you start to wonder why youâre even feeling such things for him, Jungkook is just your closest friend. But it's the first time that something touches you that much, not even your exes managed to make you feel that way.Â
âThanks, Kook,â you say, âand you deserve someone that loves you like Juliet loves Romeo.âÂ
Juliet and Romeo have a tragic love story, but they deeply loved each other. To you, Jungkook deserves to be loved with the same intensity. He deserves someone that would give his heart and soul to him because heâs the best human youâve ever met.Â
âThatâs tragic,â he replies.Â
You feel the urge to stand up and sit on his lap to caress his dark hair, but it would feel weird since heâs just your best friend.Â
âYes, but she truly and deeply loved him. Thatâs the love that you deserve.âÂ
His heart squeezes, and he looks away, feeling uncomfortable to glance straight into your eyes. He never thought that youâll reply to his comment but heâs just happy you did.  Â
âJust reach out to that girl, okay?âÂ
Maybe sheâs the one, maybe sheâs the girl that Jungkook is meant to be with but heâll never know it if he doesnât call her. He raises his head up before nodding.Â
âNow, eat. Youâre scaring me with that pale face.âÂ
As he mentions your pale face, you remember the damn pregnancy test. But now isnât probably the best moment to go and check out the result. You donât want to worry Jungkook for silly things right now because youâre still convinced that youâre not pregnant.Â
âI just have to go to the bathroom,â you say as you stand up and walk in the direction of the bathroom.Â
As you enter the small room, you close the door behind you. Your heart is beating hard and fast. Although you think youâre not pregnant, you donât know how youâll react if itâs positive.Â
You close your eyes and grab the test, your hands are shaking with nervousness. Even if you think that the result will be negative, the thought that it can be positive scares you, and thatâs why you close your eyes. The truth is that you donât even know if you want to open your eyes.Â
What would happen if it is positive? What would you become if youâre indeed pregnant? Your life would completely change and youâre just not ready for that kind of change. Two years ago, you left your parentsâ house because you wanted to pursue your dream of becoming a lawyer. Your career is on the rise, and a baby would completely ruin it.Â
You most probably would have to come back to your parentsâ house, and youâre not even sure if they will accept to help you. Having a baby out of a marriage and with someone that youâre not even dating would be seen as a shame for your family.     Â
Your heart is pounding more and more, it almost feels like itâs about to leave your chest. This simple test can completely change your life.Â
âYou need to see it, yn,â you whisper to yourself. Â
You gather all the strength you have, wanting to know if your life will in fact change forever or if itâll stay the same. Slowly, you open your eyes. The first thing you see is the reflection of your face in the mirror in front of you. What instantly catches your attention is how sick you look, no wonder that Jungkook seems worried.Â
Your eyes gaze down at your fragile and shaking hands that are holding the pregnancy test. A loud cry leaves your mouth and tears roll down your face when you see the result. Â
Jungkook runs to the bathroom as he hears you but you have completely locked yourself inside and he canât open the door. Heâs trying to get in because he needs to see you and understand what is going on. Â
âYn,â he says as heâs trying to open the door. âWhat happened?âÂ
Your hands let go of the test, making it fall on the ground, and your legs start shaking, barely being able to hold your body. The tears run faster down your face.Â
The test is positive. Yongji was right, a human being is indeed growing inside of you.Â
It feels like your entire world just collapsed under your feet and nothing could ever fix it. A baby is growing inside you, a human life has been created and that life will forever change your life. Youâll have to carry them for nine months and then, take care of them forever because they will depend entirely on you.Â
The fact that youâre pregnant is more than a shock for you. You always took all the precautions for something like that to not happen. All the times you had sex with Minho, he was wearing a condom. You always made sure of it, at least, that's what you thought until today.Â
Now, as your world is entirely falling apart, you remember one special night, a night that you had forgotten. Minho came to your apartment after a huge argument with his parents, he was really mad and you both drank a lot of wine.Â
His parents wanted him to get back with Yeri and to marry her as soon as possible. Yeri, his ex, is the daughter of another powerful man in Korea. The union of both families will be the best thing.Â
But Minho didn't want to be a puppet in his father's hands, he wanted to do things his own way. He wanted to marry the woman that he loves, it was not in his plans to marry just someone because his father craves more power.Â
You drank for sure a lot that night and had sex on the couch. You were both so needy of each other, and you canât remember if you used protection. However, it seems like it wasnât the case.Â
âYn,â Jungkook calls you again, âopen the door, please.â Hearing the concern in his voice breaks your heart. âPlease, yn,â he begs, âIâm worried.âÂ
Jungkook rests his forehead against the door and he finally hears you sobbing and crying. It instantly shatters his heart. He wants to break the door to hold you tight in his arms.Â
âMy life is over,â you mumble as you cry. âCompletely over.âÂ
He sits on the floor, his back against the door and he closes his eyes. He doesnât understand what happened and why you suddenly say that.
âWhat happened?â he dares to ask.Â
Your eyes now rest on the door before you sit on the floor and take a deep breath. To say that your life is completely over is an understatement for you. Your parents wonât ever accept you if you have a child without even being married, youâll be the ugly duckling of the family. Theyâll for sure reject you.Â
How are you going to tell them that? You never introduced them to a single boy and now, you have to tell them that youâre pregnant with the wealthiest man in the country. Â
âI am pregnant.âÂ
Jungkook is surprised. He knows how careful you are because your career has always been your priority, and having a baby right now was not on your plans. Plus, he knows how important it was for you to get married before having kids.Â
âMinho?â he asks just to be sure.Â
âYes.âÂ
Your confirmation breaks his heart once again. Your friend knows that thereâs no hope that Minho would help you with this.Â
âEverything is over for me, Kook,â you cry even more now. âMy parents will disgrace me, and Minho will never recognize this child as his because of his family.â       Â
The reality is hard to admit and it will be so hard to face this situation all by yourself. Youâll be completely alone in this and your baby will never know their families, theyâll just know you.
âIâll be alone in this,â you add.Â
Youâre convinced your family will let you down because youâll have a baby out of marriage.Â
âNo,â he replies straight away. âIâll be by your side and Iâll never leave you.â
Even if youâre grateful for his presence, he canât change the fact that itâs not going to be an easy thing. Â
âItâs not the same, Kook,â you reply.Â
Your friend is perfectly aware that he canât ever replace the fact that Minho will never be present or that your family will most probably leave you.Â
âLet me in, yn.âÂ
Right now, you just want to be alone in this bathroom for the rest of your life.Â
âI want to hug you and comfort you.âÂ
After some seconds of hesitation, you finally open the door to fall in his arms. Nothing can comfort you at this moment, not even his strong arms holding you tight and pressing you against his body. Nothing.Â
OCTOBER 6, 2018Â
Yesterday, Jungkook stayed with you until you fell asleep in his arms. He didnât want to leave you in this state, you were a mess and as your friend, he felt like it was his duty to be by your side.Â
Jungkook didnât sleep much during the night, thinking too much about your situation. He wants to help you as much as he can but he feels like there is nothing that he can do. He feels like the only thing he can do is to powerlessly watch your life fall completely apart. But thatâs something he canât accept. Â
Someone knocks at your door, and without much willingness, you open it. To your surprise, it is Jungkook. You thought that he was going to leave you alone for a little while, giving you the time to adjust to your new reality.Â
âHi,â he says while entering your apartment. âI havenât slept much and drank too much coffee before coming.âÂ
That explains why he looks tired and why his eyes are red.Â
âArenât you supposed to be at work?â you frown while you close the door.Â
Jungkook finally turns and looks at you. You seem even worse than yesterday, which is totally understandable.
âI canceled all my appointments for the morning,â he replies and you look at him with worry.Â
Why did he do that? He hates to do it. Even when heâs sick, he works because he hates to disappoint his clients. âThere must be something really important that he needs to do,â you thought.
You come closer to him, crossing your arms over your chest. His heart is pounding fast and now, heâs wondering if what he has in mind is actually a good idea. Â
âIâll be the father,â he quickly says, causing you to raise an eyebrow, not sure you understood what he just said.Â
âWhat?âÂ
He takes a step in your direction, closing the space between the two of you. âMinho will never recognize your baby. His father will never let him do that, or heâll make sure to make you disappear just to hide the mistake of his perfect son.âÂ
For that, you totally agree with him. Park Joonki will do everything in his power to hide you and your baby, and power is something that he has in abundance.Â
âYour baby will grow up without a father figure, and Iâll be by your side as long as we live. I am your closest male friend and most probably, your baby will end up seeing me as their father.âÂ
For Jungkook, the chances that your baby ends up calling him âdadâ are very high.Â
âNobody needs to know that Minho is the biological father,â he says as he takes one of your hands in his. âAnd I think for your safety, itâs better if nobody knows.âÂ
You just canât believe that heâs ready to do this for you. What kind of friend is he? A superhero? You donât clearly know yet, but the simple fact that he wants to help and protect you just proves that heâs the best person youâve ever met.Â
âYou know, I was actually thinking of hiding it from Minho and his super-powerful family,â you mention while caressing his hand. âItâll be easier for everyone.âÂ
âNo, yn, itâs not going to be easy for you,â he replies. âAnd for the baby.âÂ
You still canât believe that inside of you a human being is growing and that one day, youâll birth them. That same person will be a part of you and theyâll only exist thanks to you. Itâs just incredible but it feels like it is just too much for you at the moment.Â
âI canât just let you take a role that is not yours,â you say to him. âI canât let you be the father of a child that is not even biologically yours, and I wonât let you sacrifice your life because I was careless.âÂ
You just canât accept this. Jungkook will have to put on hold his romantic life because heâll be too busy to be the father of someone elseâs baby.Â
âIâm not sacrificing my life, yn,â he shakes his head. âI just canât sit and watch your life fall apart. Minho will probably never accept to be the father of your baby, and we donât know yet how your family will react. But I know one thing, no matter what, this situation will destroy you.âÂ
You close your eyes, trying to hold back some tears. This is already destroying you. Youâre going to be a mother, a moment that is supposed to be the happiest one of your life, and yet, youâre losing everything because of it.Â
âMy love life is dead, and sometimes, I even wonder if girls look beyond my body. They just want to have sex with me because I look like a bad boy when itâs not what I am looking for in life,â he explains. âSo, Iâll be the father of your baby for you.âÂ
âNo, Jungkook,â you shake your head and turn your back to him. âI wonât let you sacrifice everything.âÂ
You feel his body pressed against yours, his head resting on your shoulder and his arms enveloping your body in his strong arms.Â
âI am proposing this to you, I thought about it a lot and I am just ready to do it,â he murmurs in your ear. âIâll do anything for you, yn.âÂ
Those last words send shivers down your spine.Â
âBut Iâll give you some time to think about it, and when youâll feel ready, youâll just give me an answer,â he whispers and you nod.Â
You stay in each other's arms for a while, enjoying the presence of the other.Â
If you accept his proposition, you know that Jungkook will be an excellent father. Heâs just so carrying and loving, and having him as their father will for sure be a good thing. But there is no need to recognize them as his child. No matter what you decide, heâll be the father figure of your baby.Â
OCTOBER 13, 2018
A week passed since Jungkook proposed to you that weird idea.Â
Youâve come back to work, trying to keep your mind busy and to not think only about your pregnancy. At the moment, nobody knows that youâre pregnant. You just donât know what to do, youâre just too lost. You decided that until you havenât decided yet what to do with Jungkookâs proposition, you wonât tell anything to anyone.Â
Not even Yongji is aware of the fact that she was right all along.Â
When you enter the restaurant, you see your friend sitting at a table alone, and you join him. A bright smile stretches across his lips as he sees you coming. For the first time in a week, youâre smiling. A smile that only Jungkook can bring out.Â
You havenât seen him in a week because you didnât want his presence to influence your decision. You knew that his big doe eyes would influence you or even his presence. With him, you always feel safe and happy. Heâd make you say âyesâ in a heartbeat. Â
But it feels good to see him after all this time. Life felt empty without him by your side and time seemed to move slowly. You missed him, more than a lot.  Â
He quickly stands up and he pushes back the chair in front of him so that you can take a seat. âHi, yn!â Â
As your eyes linger on him, you notice how his dark long hair is partially pushed back, revealing his undercut, and heâs wearing a white cotton shirt instead of his usual sweaters. Itâs a slightly see-through shirt as some of his tattoos can be seen, and you canât help but wonder if heâs wearing it on purpose. Is he teasing you?Â
You swipe that thought away, youâre convinced that Jungkook only loves you like a friend and that he wouldnât do such a thing.  Â
âHello, Kook.âÂ
Being now in front of him, you can smell his strong perfume. Y Eau de Parfum from Yves Saint-Laurent. You offered him that perfume some time ago, and since then, he has been putting it but only on special events.Â
Knowing it makes you feel special. So special.Â
You take a seat, your smile never fading away. The knuckles of his fingers brush against your back, giving you goosebumps. This is for sure new for you, never have you felt that with Jungkook.Â
Quickly, he walks to his chair and sits in front of you. Although your bodies are still a bit far from the other, his knees skim yours, giving you more goosebumps.    Â
âWow, you look all good!â you say with a bright smile on your face.Â
âYou look even better,â he licks his lips as his eyes look down on you.Â
From the moment you entered that restaurant, Jungkook couldnât keep his eyes off you. Â
Since you were going out with your best friend, you decided to put on a beige dress with long sleeves. Itâs a beautiful dress that you use quite often when you go out and you know Jungkook likes it. Thatâs actually the reason youâre wearing it. Itâs cold outside, at this time of the year, itâs always too cold, and so, youâre also wearing long boots.Â
From the outside, it really looks like youâre both on a date while youâre just going to decide about the future of your baby. Â
âWhy a restaurant?â he asks, cocking an eyebrow.Â
Yesterday, you asked him if itâd be possible to meet tonight at a restaurant. Usually, you both donât go out alone, there is also someone else but you simply want to get out of your apartment for just a moment.Â
âJust wanted to be out of my apartment.âÂ
His eyes are filled with a lot of brightness, itâs like they are sparkling, and you feel something inside you that you canât quite explain. Itâs like it is the first time that youâre seeing your friend, and this feeling inside you is something you have never felt around him.  Â
Actually, you felt it with Minho but this is stronger. So much stronger.Â
Jungkook canât help but find you super attractive, and to him, youâre glowing like never before. Heâs wondering if itâs related to your pregnancy or if youâve always been shining but he never noticed it.Â
âLetâs take a look at the menu,â you suggest, trying to look away from him, and he nods. His eyes on you are making you uncomfortable and it makes you wonder what you need to do. You take the menu and read what this restaurant has to offer.Â
After your proposal to go out, Jungkook offered to come here, one of his favorite places. This is the first time youâre coming to this restaurant.    Â
A couple of minutes later, a waiter arrives at your table and asks what youâre going to take. Itâs an Italian restaurant and a lasagna is the meal that you choose, you havenât eaten one in ages.Â
When the waiter leaves, you focus again on your friend. âIâve been thinking a lot about your proposition, and Iâve made up my mind.âÂ
He just nods, encouraging you to keep talking. He doesnât want to interrupt you, scared that youâll change your mind in the middle.Â
âI think youâre right,â you bite the inside of your cheek, youâre a bit nervous. âNo matter what, youâll be around and for sure, youâll be the father figure of the baby. For sure, Minho will never be around, his family will never let him recognize a child he had with some random girl.âÂ
There is no need to be a genius to know that. However, Jungkook was the first one to understand that.Â
âHaving you as their legal father will be helpful for everything.â Â
The man in front of you listens carefully but a feeling of happiness grows inside him. In some way, he kind of expected that youâd accept his proposition but he was skeptical.Â
âBut in the future, I donât want to hide it to our child.âÂ
This last week, you realize that itâs better if your baby is in fact recognize as Jungkookâs child. Not only would they grow up with a father but if something happens, heâll be able to make decisions without you being there. You donât even doubt that heâd take the right decisions, no matter what.Â
But if your baby grows up thinking that Jungkook is their biological father, it would eventually end up bad. They need to know that they have a biological father that is not the same as their actual father.Â
âI donât want secrets between the three of us.âÂ
For Jungkook, itâs totally understandable. He can imagine the shock someone can feel when they found out years later that the man that raised them is not their biological father. Telling the truth as soon as possible is for sure the best decision.Â
However, heâs delighted that you accepted his proposition, and heâs more than happy to become a father. All he wants to do right now is jump off happiness and scream to the world that heâll become a father.Â
Itâs something he has desired his entire life. Since a very young age, he dreamed of having two kids, a boy, and a girl but he always thought that heâd found the love of his life before. He never imagined that his love life would become a disaster as it is right now. The lack of luck on that field made him give up on his dream.Â
Now, youâre changing everything. Â
âI will of course say to everyone that youâre the father, I wonât ever mention Minho to anyone.âÂ
If you hide Minho from everyone, theyâll never know that heâs the biological father of the child youâre carrying. Nobody will raise questions and itâs a lot better like that.Â
âI donât know what the future holds but Iâll forever be thankful that youâll take on the role of Minho.âÂ
During this past week, you tried to contact Minho a couple of times but you never heard anything from him. His family is most probably managing to convince him to do whatever they want or he just simply doesnât want to speak with you anymore.Â
And it just breaks your heart because you wanted to tell him that youâre pregnant with his child. You wanted to tell him that heâs going to be a father. But you know that most probably heâll never find out about your babyâs existence.Â
âAs I told you, Iâll do anything for you, yn,â he replies with a small grin. âAnd now, that includes the small human growing in your womb.âÂ
You reach for his hand and hold it tight, the warmth of his hand on yours is pleasurable. You feel the urge to caress the top of his hand with his thumb. Your eyes get lost in his gaze, and never before have you felt this good.
You owe everything to the man in front of you. Without any doubt, you know that life will be much easier with him by your side. You wonât be scared of the future because heâll help you deal with whatever may happen to your baby. A baby that is now his.Â
âOur baby,â you mumble.Â
Hearing you say that makes it feel real. Jungkook realizes that heâs really going to be a father. You will forever be linked to your closest friend. It doesnât scare you at all because you know that heâll be the best father for your baby, even better than Minho.Â
âOur baby,â he repeats with a big and bright smile on his face.Â
The fact that youâre pregnant is something that still feels unreal. You guess that youâll only realize it when your baby bump will start growing or maybe when youâll see your baby for the first time on an ultrasound.Â
The dinner went well and youâre both super happy, looking forward to seeing what the future holds for both of you.Â
You just left the restaurant, walking now to your apartment that isnât really far but Jungkook wants to be sure that you safely arrive at your place. Now, he has to take care of you and your baby. Things have changed and he doesn't want something bad to happen to you. Â
As you're walking, your bodies are very close, his hand brushing against yours, and youâre just dying to hold it and intertwine your fingers with his. During the entire dinner, you were just craving his touch, wanting his warmth to embrace your body, and never before it has happened.Â
âYou really don't have to take me home.âÂ
Jungkook stops, looking at you. âI want to be sure nothing happens to you on your way home.âÂ
You can't help but smile at his words. Tonight, the simple fact that he takes you home warms your heart although youâre perfectly aware that he would have done it any other day or with anybody. Jungkook has always been such a gentleman.Â
âI donât want anything to happen to you or the baby,â his dark eyes glare down on your body, halting at your stomach, and his right-hand grabs your left one, stroking your hand with his thumb.Â
âFor sure, nothing will happen to me or our baby with you.âÂ
You lean closer and press a soft kiss on his cheek. Both of you feel butterflies down your stomach as your lips touch his skin, and even when your lips leave the skin of his cheek, he still senses them. His dark orbs are totally hypnotized by your sweet face.Â
In the dark of the night, your face sparkles, and the smile that starts to appear lights your face even more. Jungkook wants to take a picture of your face right now and spend the rest of his life looking at it, remembering just how twinkling you are right now.  Â
You take the opportunity that his hand is holding yours to intertwine your fingers before you start walking again, still with a bright smile on your face.Â
Since you found out that you were pregnant, itâs actually the first time that youâre happy about it, and itâs all thanks to Jungkook. Seeing you this happy delights him. He just can't wait to see your womb swell but he's even more impatient to meet the baby.Â
You quickly arrive home. Once in front of the building, you stop but still keep your fingers entwined. You look at each other and you feel like you're sixteen again. It's like you're with your crush for the first time although Jungkook is just your close friend. However, now the father of your child.
âI just donât know what to say to you,â you sincerely say to him. âYou are the father of my baby just because you don't want my life to fall apart and I don't think somebody else will ever do that to me.âÂ
You perfectly know that nobody else would have proposed to be the father of your baby just to protect you from the biological fatherâs family. Somebody else would have maybe never thought about it.Â
Jungkook's eyes look down at you and his free hand caresses your cheek.Â
âAs Iâve been saying, Iâll do anything for you without any hesitation.âÂ
As you look up at him, youâre aware that you are both looking at the other differently, making you wonder if you always have felt something more than just friendship for him but never noticed it. Â
Your hand leaves his and holds his waist tight as you crash your body against his, your head falling against his chest. The silence of the night is quickly replaced by the sound of his heartbeat pounding fast under his broad chest.
To say that you're thankful is an understatement. You don't know what could have happened if he had never suggested being the father. Most probably your family would have been ashamed of you, Minho's father would have given you money to abort or would have done everything to hide you, and youâd be alone, crying for being stupid enough to get yourself knocked up.Â
âI am so thankful to have met you,â he whispers in your ear. âMy life was so bland before you.âÂ
Your arms tighten even more around his waist, loving every word he said. Jungkook smiles, thinking that he must look like a total idiot right now.Â
âLetâs get inside,â you say to him, âitâs too cold.âÂ
He nods before you both head to the building. You take the stairs as you live on the first floor, it's faster than using the elevator. You open the door and let Jungkook enter.Â
âDo you want to drink something?â you ask him as you take your coat off. Â
Jungkook stays at your apartmentâs entrance, not moving at all. His eyes are on you as you turn the lights on and ask him if he wants to drink.
Youâre beautiful in every way to him. The dress youâre wearing embraces your body perfectly, letting him see how imperfectly perfect your body is. Itâs not the first time that heâs checking you out but this time, itâs different. Youâre not just his friend anymore. Youâre the mother of his unborn child.Â
Jungkook realizes that heâs looking at you like heâs in love with you. Heâs even wondering if the small glass of wine that he drank at the restaurant is causing this all. Without the wine would he be looking at you like that?Â
âNo, thanks,â he answers, shaking his head. âI think I drank too much already.âÂ
A small chuckle leaves your throat, thinking about the only glass of wine he took. Jungkook usually drinks way more than just a glass, you have already got drunk together after a miserable day. You can tell that heâs totally sober right now.Â
âWhat makes you giggle?â he cocks a brow.Â
âIt was just a glass,â you answer with a smile on your face. âThat was literally nothing for you.âÂ
He rolls his eyes, a smile appearing on his face.Â
âYou donât even know if I drank something before seeing you.âÂ
You cross your arms over your chest, raising an eyebrow. Youâre not convinced at all by his little lie.Â
âIâve already seen you completely drunk, Kook,â you say. âI know what you look like when you drink too much.âÂ
âYouâre annoying, yn.â Â
âBut you love me,â youâre still smiling at him before hugging him again. It feels good to be in his strong arms, more than good actually.Â
Jungkook is also liking it a lot but before things get out of control, he just takes a step back. Heâs scared to do or say something that heâll regret. Right now, happiness is taking control of his body but he has to be careful. This feeling is maybe just temporary.  Â
âMaybe, I should get going,â he says.Â
âNo, donât go,â you pout.Â
You donât want him to go. You want him to stay and hold you in his strong arms, feeling his warm body against yours. You have never craved so much his touch as you do right now, and it scares you a lot.Â
This is new to you, wondering if it is real. Youâre pregnant, your hormones are most probably all over the place and the man in front of you is going to be the father of your child. All those elements can cloud your judgment at the moment. Â
âStay just a little bit more,â you add.Â
Jungkook crosses his arms over his chest before your little hands rest on his forearms. Your big eyes canât stop looking into his, waiting for an answer. To him, itâs like youâre a small kid begging their parents to let them do whatever they want. But youâre just extremely adorable.Â
âStop looking at me like that.âÂ
He hates the power you have over him, you donât have to do much to have him wrapped around your finger. He wonât say ânoâ to anything youâll ask. Â
âYou know Iâll give you what you want.âÂ
A smile appears on your face.Â
âCan we watch a movie?âÂ
He nods before taking his jacket off and putting it on the coat hanger. You grab his hand, guiding him through your small apartment to get to the living room. Â
âIâll let you choose the movie while Iâll get us some snacks and drinks.âÂ
You disappear into your kitchen while Jungkook sits on your couch to choose the movie. Youâve already seen so many movies together that it feels like you have already seen all of them.Â
Quickly you come back with some biscuits and drinks. He notices that you didnât bring him any beer or alcohol which he's thankful for. Heâs way too scared of what he could do with alcohol. You put everything on the coffee table, Jungkookâs eyes watching every one of your moves. You take a seat next to him, getting comfortable by his side.
âI choose some random shit that we havenât seen yet,â he informs you.Â
The movie that he chose isnât important to you, all you care about is to spend more time with your baby daddy. This attraction youâre feeling for your friend is getting to be more obvious to you. You crave more, and you simply canât deny it. Â
Jungkook slowly comprehends that right now heâs loving you way more than a friend. The entire night, he was having doubts about it but feeling you sitting next to him gives him the time to realize things.Â
The way heâs dressed is all for you and to get your attention. He never wore a see-through shirt because he knew that his dates would start flirting too much just to get laid, which was something he didnât want. But wearing it tonight was like a sign from his subconscious, telling him that he didnât actually mind getting laid.Â
Nonetheless, youâre also wearing his favorite dress. A clear sign that he didnât miss. He canât help but think that you know what you were going to do to him. Jungkook isnât wrong at all. At any other moment, you wouldnât have put that dress on. Deep down, all you were hoping was to ruin the friendship. Â
Youâre sitting close to him, your leg pressed against his, and both of you try as hard as possible to focus on the movie. But neither of you canât stop glancing at the other.Â
Nevertheless, it seems that fate desires to bring you together, and the two characters of the movie start to make out heavily. Jungkook's face instantly heats up, completely embarrassed while your body completely freezes. That was for sure something unexpected, especially when youâre realising that youâre probably having a massive crush on the man sitting next to you.Â
A piece of slow and romantic music plays in the background of the kissing scene. This only puts you both into the mood of the scene. The tension between you and Jungkook is heavily growing.Â
The two of you ignore what to do as youâre both embarrassed by the way your bodies are reacting to a simple kissing scene. Youâre just thankful that itâs not a sex scene otherwise youâd be hiding under the couch, ashamed to be completely turned on.Â
This is becoming harder to handle as it becomes obvious that this scene is turning you on. You rub your thighs together, craving his touch more and more. Slowly, you turn your head towards him. Jungkookâs body is as tense as yours, you perfectly understand that heâs in the same state as you.Â
âKook,â your voice is barely audible but he hears you and finally looks at you. The first thing he sees is how desperate you are for him.Â
âYn,â he whispers as he closes his eyes for a few seconds. âDonât look at me like that.âÂ
The movie is completely forgotten. There are just the two of you and nothing else. The tension between you two is at its highest and whatâs going to follow next will only depend on the two of you. Are you going to give in or not? Are you going to ruin your friendship?Â
âI canât, JK.âÂ
Your heart is pounding hard, ready to burst at any minute. Jungkookâs eyes go from your eyes down to your lips, resting a little too much on them. Heâs wondering what they feel like and the more he thinks about it, the more he wants to taste them. Â
To you, it is more than evident that he wants to kiss you. So, you decide to be the boldest one, leaning closer to him, and he knows whatâs coming, swallowing hard and biting his lower lip. He desperately wants it so he doesnât move at all as you lean closer.Â
However, for Jungkook, youâre moving too slow and he decides to close the gap for you, his lips finally meeting yours for a fervent kiss. His hand finds its way to the back of your neck, holding you while he kisses you like a desperate man. It simply feels like youâve never kissed somebody before.  Â
The kiss is so passionate and deep. Jungkook's lips are soft against yours like he is scared to break you as he kisses you. But they feel good on yours, itâs as if they were meant to kiss you.Â
As youâre kissing him with love and passion, you realize that since day one Jungkook was more than just a friend. There has always been a connection so strong between you that definitely was more than friendship but you always ignored it. The spark between you was slowly growing stronger and stronger until the moment it would inevitably blow up. That moment is happening right now. It just completely exploded unexpectedly, and god, itâs just so pleasurable.  Â
Jungkook pulls you onto his lap as he craves to feel more friction. That action lifts your dress up, revealing the skin of your legs. Heâs craving to feel you in every possible way and bringing your body this close is completely driving him crazy. Both of you are panting hard but it clearly doesnât matter.Â
You keep wanting more and more.
As you break the kiss, you quickly unbutton his shirt, to reveal his bare skin to your eyes. You enjoy the view, his tattoos in the full display just for you. Itâs not the first time youâre seeing his chest and tattoos, but itâs the first time that youâre looking at his body with lust.Â
You instantly touch his covered tattooed skin. He has quite a lot of tattoos but there are still some uncovered parts. The ink on his body adds a lot of sensuality to him, and now, it becomes quite clear why all those girls are always so needy around him. He looks like a bad boy, but itâs one with the biggest heart youâve ever met.Â
Jungkook shivers from the feeling of your fingertips brushing against his skin. You press your lips against his, needing to be completely intoxicated by him. He licks your bottom lip before he grips it with his teeth, making you moan. As he hears your sweet moan, his dick twitches inside his pants and heâs growing harder underneath you.Â
You open your mouth, Jungkook seizes the opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth, finally meeting yours. You moan at the feeling, and unintentionally, he flexes his toned thigh. You feel it in all the right places, making your pussy clench around nothing and it makes you moan again.Â
This unintentional action ends up being a good thing and he canât help but smirk. His hands go down on your exposed thighs to caress them. Your skin is soft under his palms and his hands feel huge on your body. Â
Before doing anything else, he pulls one of his legs out from under you in order for you to adjust yourself on his thigh. Your dress is pushed even higher, Jungkook has now a proper view of your black panties, and your clothed pussy is brushing now against his dark pants.Â
Both of you know where this is going but none of you wants to stop it. Youâre getting addicted to the other more and more and the thought of stopping doesnât even cross your mind.Â
âFuck, yn,â hegroans when you start moving your hips against his thigh. Â
He presses his lips on yours for a filthy kiss, his tongue passing past your lips and licking against your own. This feels more than good, everything about you is addictive, and Jungkook wants to have sex with you.Â
This is totally unusual for him but all this situation is different. Youâre not just a flirt that he met some days or weeks ago, youâve been his closest friend for more than a year. He doesnât doubt that beyond the physical attraction you love him for who he is.Â
As his tongue plays with yours on your mouth, his hands find their way to your waist and guide your hips as youâre straddling his thigh. A small moan leaves your lips but the man in front of you swallows it directly. He pushes his thigh firmly against your clothed pussy and flexes the muscle once more.Â
âI like how youâre riding my thigh, butterfly,â he whispers against your lips. âBut I want to feel you properly.â Â
One of his hands slides down on your body and tugs aside the fabric of your panties until your clit is directly pressed against his thigh. A breath falls from your lips as you drag your pussy against his thigh. Â
Jungkook pulls you firmly against his flexed muscle, and once his hands are back on your waist, he quickens the pace of your hips. A trail of moans leaves your mouth, loving the friction of his pants against your pussy.Â
âI love to hear you moan, butterfly,â he whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.Â
He just knows what to say and when to do it. He loves to be in charge, thatâs obvious and that is a surprising thing for you. You never thought Jungkook would be this type of man. He looks so gentle and adorable all the time that you thought that heâd be the sub type.Â
His length is getting harder and tighter on his pants, he needs to do something about it otherwise heâll explode completely.Â
âI will touch myself as you keep riding my thigh,â Jungkook says with evident desperation in his voice.Â
Before you can even process what he said, he inserts two fingers in your mouth, and with his other hand, he lowers his underwear, allowing his cock to slap against his lower stomach. His cock takes your breath away, standing proud in between your bodies. Heâs a bit thick, but not too much though, and as well long but again not too long. Itâs clearly not how you pictured the crotch of your friend. This sight alone gets you wetter.   Â
You suck on his finger, coating them with your saliva, and that alone snatches a groan out of his pretty swollen lips. A proud smile appears on your face. When he feels that they are soaked enough, he pulls them from your mouth. His fingers hold his cock, covering it with your saliva as they go up and down the length.Â
âDamn,â he mumbles, his head slowly going back at the feeling of his fingers on his length and your clit rubbing against him. âYouâre doing this so well, butterfly,â he comments.Â
The little butterfly nickname brings actual butterflies in your lower stomach. Itâs such an adorable nickname even though itâs said in the middle of a naughty time.Â
You bite your bottom lip as you stare deep into his eyes. The intimacy of the eye contact with the friction against your clit makes the wave of pleasure grow intensely inside you, and for sure, you wonât last long before that wave hits you hard. Â
âPleasuring yourself on my thigh while I touch myself,â he growls as his hand keeps pumping his cock. âItâs too hot, butterfly.â Â
Jungkook runs his thumb over the tip of his cock and grips his bottom lip between his teeth. He strokes his cock at the same pace at which your hips are working on his thigh, and he also feels like heâs about to cum on his hand.Â
âFuck, butterfly,â he growls as he looks down to watch your throbbing pussy rubbing against his thigh, âyouâre doing this perfectly.âÂ
You put your hand on his shoulder and circle your pussy faster against his thigh. Youâre so close.Â
âKook,â you say and his gaze meets yours once again, âIâm so close!âÂ
The hand resting on your waist goes down and his thumb circles on your clit. It sends you over the edge, the wave of pleasure hitting you violently and you feel your orgasm in every part of your body. A guttural moan leaves your mouth and you close your eyes to enjoy the feeling. Â
The sight of you coming undone makes him come, a deep groan coming from his throat as cum flows on his hand.Â
You hide your face on the crook of his neck, completely surprised that you gave in to temptation. Nobody says anything, youâre just both trying to catch your breath and you close your eyes.Â
Slowly, you fall asleep in his arms, exhausted from what happened. Jungkook senses it but doesnât say anything as he enjoys having you in his arms.Â
As youâre falling deeper, he moves a bit and you groan a bit. âIâm just putting back my pants, butterfly,â he whispers in your ear. Â
He does it quickly to not disturb you more. âIâll put you in your bed, youâll be better.âÂ
âNo,â you mumble half-awake, âI want to stay in your arms.âÂ
He stands up, holding you tight in his arms. You mumble some words that he doesnât understand, making him chuckle. Once in your bedroom, he carefully places you in your bed before laying next to you. He crawls to you, holding you again in his arms.   Â
OCTOBER 15, 2018
For the past two days, Jungkook has been living in your place, only leaving you to go to work. Having him around you all the time has been helping you to embrace and accept this pregnancy even more. Â
The first appointment with the obstetrician has already been taken and youâre super excited to discover your baby. But most importantly, you want to know if nothing is wrong with them, their health is what worries you the most.Â
You donât know exactly how far youâre on this pregnancy, and in the past weeks, there has been some alcohol consumption. That is leaving you wondering if it affected their growth and you just want to be sure that the baby is in fact good health.    Â
Although everything seems to be fine, you and Jungkook havenât spoken about what happened two days ago. Indeed, just the thought of what happened makes you a bit uncomfortable. But you need to speak about it, youâre going to be parents and you canât just ignore the feelings you have.Â
âKook?â you say as you sit in front of him at the wooden table of the kitchen.Â
As usual, heâs wearing a large shirt with some training pants but his hair isnât pushed into a man-bun as he has been doing it quite a lot lately. This simple outfit gives him some sexiness, and you know that in a long term, you wonât be able to resist his natural charm. Â
âMmm,â he says looking at you.Â
âCan we speak about what happened two days ago?âÂ
Youâre scared that if you donât bring the conversation up, he would never do it. When it comes to feelings, Jungkook is always the first one to hide which means that you have to be the bravest one.Â
The man in front of you swallows hard when he hears your question. Of course, he prefers to avoid the subject since heâs a bit ashamed of what happened. But he knows how important it is to communicate.   Â
âWe really need to, JK,â you can see in his eyes that heâs not comfortable. âWe are going to have a baby, and being scared of speaking about certain topics is clearly not the best thing to do.â
âI know, yn,â he answers. âIâm just ashamed of how needy I was for you.âÂ
You decide to stand up, walking to him, and sitting in his lap. Your fingers brush his long hair, that part of him is one of your weaknesses. You never thought youâd be into long-haired men but here you are, loving Jungkookâs long hair.Â
As you sit on his lap, he remembers how well you made him feel when you were riding his thigh.  Â
âDonât be ashamed,â your eyes look into his dark orbs. âWe both wanted it.âÂ
One of your hands goes down on his face to caress his soft skin.Â
âI never expected to feel more than friendship for you, JK. Never,â his eyes never leave yours, scared that if he closes his eyes, youâll disappear. âBut I liked everything I felt that day and how you made me feel.âÂ
His heart is slowly starting to pound fast. Â
âNobody made me feel the way you did, and I was only riding your thigh.âÂ
You donât even want to imagine how he could make you feel with his cock buried deep inside you.Â
âI want to feel that every day, Jungkook.âÂ
Youâre not ashamed to tell him that you desire more. More of his lips on you, more of his hands on your body, more of his touch. More of him. You want to get addicted again and again until all your mind can think of is him. Â
âYou know that if we do that again, we canât be just friends anymore.âÂ
That limit seems to have already been exceeded. It happened the moment you found out you were pregnant and he proposed to be the father. That gesture proved that heâd go beyond everything to protect you.Â
âWe already ruin our friendship,â you slightly push some of his hair back. âWe stopped being friends the moment we decided to kiss each other.âÂ
His eyes go down to your lips, remembering the way they were kissing him two nights ago. It felt like entering heaven. Since that night, he canât stop thinking of your lips on his.Â
âBe my boyfriend, Jungkook,â you tell him. âDonât be just my babyâs daddy.â   Â
Itâs the first time a girl asks him to date her, but the boldness of your suggestion doesnât even surprise him. Between the two of you, youâve always been the boldest, and he has always liked it. Â
He wants to be more than just your friend and experienced love with you. God, there are so many things that have crossed his mind after that night and in all of them, you were his girlfriend. Â
âYou know you already have me wrapped around your finger,â his hands slide down to your waist, bringing you closer to him and holding you firmly against his hips. You can feel his bulge just under your core, and heâs not even hard.  Â
Jungkook hates when heâs not in control, but with you, most of the time, youâre the one in charge. Heâll do whatever you want him to do.Â
âIâll be whatever you want me to be,â he adds. âIf you want me to be your sex friend, Iâll be it and if you want more, Iâll give you more.âÂ
Without any second thoughts, you kiss him with passion. You want him to be more than just a partner with whom you have fun. The love you both feel for each other is just too strong.Â
âI want to be your girlfriend, Jungkook,â you whisper on his lips. âI want to give you all the love you deserve.â Your thumb caresses his cheek. âYou deserve the love of Juliet.âÂ
A smile spreads across his face, remembering the time you told him that he deserves to be loved like Juliet loved Romeo. Although it was a tragic love story, he wants to know a love as strong as that one.  Â
âAnd you deserve the love of all the stars and the moon.âÂ
Jungkook kisses you once again. This is something he never expected, to start dating you the moment he becomes a father.Â
JANUARY 17, 2019
For the past three months, a lot has changed.Â
Jungkook has moved on to your place because everything will be easier if you live in the same apartment. Since he was sharing his with Namjoon and Yoongi, it was evident that you were not going to live with him and his roommates.Â
Your relationship is slowly getting stronger as days pass. Not much has changed. You spend more time together now and kiss a lot. Thereâs a lot of oral sex but no penetrative sex yet. There isnât any real reason behind it, youâre just comfortable with the oral sex at the moment and you know that there will be more when youâll feel ready.Â
To everyone, you have both announced that you were going to have a baby together. The reactions were overall positives. Both of your parents were more than happy and excited to become grandparents. Your parents were a bit tougher because youâre not married, but they still accept it since youâre together. But your mother, as well as his, started to cry as they realized that their babies were going to have a baby. Â
Your siblings were just thrilled to have a niece or nephew tin the way. The feeling was shared by your friends, some were just surprised that you were having a kid when you used to describe each other as just friends.Â
Yongji was the one that was a bit more skeptical at first, not truly believing it but you managed to convince her. This little secret, you just want to keep it between the two of you for the moment. You have to admit that you were scared of her reaction. What would she say? Would she still support you if she knows? And as selfish as it sounds, you want to have your best friend by your side during all your pregnancy.    Â
Nobody knows or even suspects that Minho is the biological father of the baby youâre carrying. And itâs better like that, especially since the Park family announced publicly that Minho is going to marry Yeri in July.Â
You still keep trying to contact him but less than at the beginning. Itâs clear now that heâs never going to reach out for you, heâs back with Yeri and he will start a family with her. Youâre convinced that this was all meant to be. Minho will never know that he got you pregnant and that he created a human being with you.Â
âCan I help you?â Â
You finished work a bit earlier today, there wasnât much work to do today and you decided that itâd be the perfect occasion to visit Jungkookâs store.Â
The man in front of you asking if he can help you must be the new partner of your boyfriend. Â
Last month, he decided to listen to you and found a partner to help him out. Of course, he was picky, and it took him a little while to find the perfect partner. Ironically, his partner is named Park Jimin.Â
Jungkook has been praising him a lot, and youâre more than happy to see that this partnership is working perfectly. There are even more clients now but your boyfriend finds more time to work on his personal projects.Â
âI am here for Jungkook,â you say with a smile on your face.Â
âDo you have any appointment?â he asks politely.Â
âNo, I am his girlfriend.âÂ
âOh, sorry,â Jimin says before bowing to you. âI didnât know.âÂ
âDonât worr,â you still smile at him.
âHeâs still working but he should be almost over.âÂ
You nod before thanking him for the information. He proposes to you something to drink or to eat but you politely decline. Youâve already eaten a lot today, this crazy baby has been giving you the wildest cravings and you know that if you start eating now, you wonât be able to stop.Â
Your stomach is slightly swollen but with all the layers of clothes youâre wearing, itâs not even noticeable. Your baby has been growing a lot lately which leads to your stomach swelling a lot too. Youâre certain that in some days, even with all the clothes you put to protect yourself from the cold weather, you won't be able to hide your baby bump anymore.Â
You were about to take a seat in one of the chairs in the entrance when a man comes from behind with Jungkook following him. The man checks you out quickly but your boyfriend notices it and by the way his jaw clenches, you bet that he doesnât like it.Â
Another young lady enters, and Jimin takes care of her while the man pays for what Jungkook did on his body before leaving the store. Jimin disappears behind with the girl, leaving you alone with your boyfriend.Â
His hair is pushed back into a man-bun, a large grey shirt covering his toned torso while ripped blue skinny jeans cover his long legs. This view is more than mouthwatering. This hot man standing in front of you is all yours.Â
âHi, butterfly,â he finally breaks the silence between the two of you.Â
âHi,â you smile at him. Watching him like that, all you want to do is make love with him until you forget your own name.Â
Jungkook walks closer to you, offering you a soft smile. âI was not expecting you,â his thumb finds its way to your cheek, caressing it like youâre made of glass.Â
âI wanted to surprise you.â   Â
Jungkook leans his face closer to yours, his breath brushing your skin. âItâs definitely a good surprise, butterfly,â he whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.Â
Your boyfriend is a master in teasing and turning you on with a few words. He can literally say âcarâ and itâll turn you on. You donât know how he does it but whatâs sure is that heâs a master in making you weak.Â
Pulling back a little, he stares into your eyes before pressing his lips against yours. The kiss is filled with heat and passion and you already know where this is going. The only problem is that youâre in his store and all the passers-by can see the two of you.Â
âI have twenty minutes before my next client,â he says on your lips. âWe could make good use of those twenty minutes,â he suggests before taking your hand and guiding you to the back of his shop.Â
You enter his private room, the one where he works on his personal projects and where he eats during his small breaks. There is a couch on the left corner, a small table with two chairs, and a fridge on the right corner. Itâs a small room but he doesnât need much more.Â
Jungkook closes the door so nobody can come in and disturb you for the next few minutes. Thereâs music playing in the room. Often from The Weeknd. The song sets the mood clearly. Â
Your lips meet once again for a languid kiss. You want him so much, and you desire so much more than just his tongue and fingers.  Â
You want him to insert himself inside you.Â
âI want you, Kook,â you whisper in between kisses.Â
He breaks the kiss before looking at you. âTake your jacket and pants off.âÂ
You donât have much time to have sex, and itâs better if you start undressing. So, Jungkook takes his clothes off quickly while you undress too. You struggle a bit more since youâre carrying a little human inside your body.Â
He opens one drawer from the little furniture next to the couch, taking a condom from it. The sight of the condom surprised you. Â
âWhy do you have a condom here?â you ask while frowning. Youâre half-naked and crossing your arms over your chest.Â
âI kind of hoped that one day youâd come and weâd get laid here.âÂ
This little confession from your boyfriend is surprising. So, all this time he was dreaming of having sex with you on that couch and never said anything to you.Â
âYouâre very surprising when it comes to sex,â you admit.Â
âEverybody has their own little fantasies,â he replies back.Â
âBut why are you even taking a condom?â you ask him, a bit confused.Â
Youâre pregnant, and the condom is completely useless. You are both healthy, nothing can happen if he penetrates you.Â
âWe donât want you to get pregnant while pregnant,â he answers.Â
His answer makes you giggle, and he arches a brow while tilting his head as he does not understand what is making you giggle.Â
âI canât get pregnant while being pregnant, babe,â you tell him.Â
âI read some articles that it can happen.âÂ
Jungkook has been deeply involved in this pregnancy. He clearly doesnât want to just give his name to your baby to protect you, he wants to be the best partner for you and father for the baby. He has been reading a lot of pregnancy books, and he even chats with some other dads on blogs.Â
When you found out that some weeks ago, you felt lucky. Lucky to share this with him and to have him by your side. You know heâll never let you down, and even if the worst happened, heâd give his best to be the father your child deserves.Â
âThe chances are very low, babe.âÂ
This is for sure a question youâll ask your obstetrician on your next appointment. However, you strongly believe that it would never happen.Â
âBut thereâs a risk and I donât want to take it.âÂ
Heâll gladly make love to you without a condom but he knows how hard it will be for you if you get pregnant while being pregnant. He sees how sometimes it is hard for you with just one baby, and if he could, heâd be the one carrying the baby.Â
But the reality is different, and your body is the one bearing his child. So, heâll do anything and everything to make your life easier. And wearing a condom will for sure make it easier.   Â
âNow, take your shirt off, I want to see your swollen stomach.âÂ
Since your stomach started to show, Jungkook adores to see it. Not only does he speak with the baby but he also caresses it. He wants to connect with his child before they arrive. He wants them to recognize him. For him, itâs the way to get really involved. However, he has also developed some sort of weird kink. He also likes to see your belly when you have sexual interactions.Â
You do as he says, revealing your upper body to him. Your boyfriend stares at your body, the prettiest one he has ever seen. The fact that youâre bearing his baby makes you even more marvelous to him.     Â
âYouâre so wonderful, butterfly.â Â
Your boyfriend guides both your bodies to the couch, sitting on the couch while you sit astride him, your ass pressed against his length and letting your legs rest on either side of his body. Your stomach is pressed against his, and he loves the feeling.Â
His lips find yours for another passionate kiss, your hands cupping his adorable cheeks while his hands go down on your body, caressing every inch of you.Â
His lips break the kiss. âI didnât like the way the client checked you out.âÂ
His little jealousy is something that you find very cute because itâs little. Sometimes, he just says some things like that and you canât help but find it adorable.Â
âI could say the same about all the girls that check you out when you walk in the streets.âÂ
Jungkook is terribly handsome, youâre very aware of it. You canât go for a walk with your boyfriend without having all the girls checking him out. Jealousy is something you constantly feel but you trust him. You know he loves you and he would never do something to break your trust.    Â
You kiss him again fervently, wanting to taste his lips over and over again. Slowly your lips go down to his neck and you decide to mark him as yours. You softly suck his skin and to your surprise he let you do it. He knows that you just want to let all the girls know that heâs already taken. Â
You feel the rumble of his chest as he starts to groan, and you feel his hands lay on your waist. Accidentally, your ass grinds against his length, and a groan leaves his lips.
âFuck, butterfly.âÂ
Once youâre done with the little hickey, you lick the sensitive spot and smirk, happy with what you just did.Â
His fingers find their way underneath your chin and lift it up. He wants his face to be the only thing you look at right now. His eyes are sparkling a lot and you know that you could forever get lost in his eyes.Â
His lips find yours for yet another kiss and you could kiss him forever without getting sick of it. His tongue licks your lips, inviting you to open up your mouth for him. His tongue explores the insides of your mouth, making you moan into his mouth.Â
âI need you, Kook,â you gasp as you feel yourself getting wetter. âI really need you, now.â Â
Right now, all you want is to feel him inside you. You donât want him to lick or finger you until youâre coming hard as well as you donât want to feel his cock buried in your mouth until you swallow all his cum.Â
âLooks like my little butterfly is very needy,â he says smirking against your lips. âBut sheâs lucky that all I want right now is to feel her tight walls around my hard length.â Â
You both start removing the last piece of clothing that you were wearing, which are just your underwears. Jungkook finally sets âkookie juniorâ free, thatâs how youâve been calling his cock lately. He doesnât like it much but teasing him is one of your passions, so you decided that from now on youâll call his length âkookie juniorâ.  Â
Your hand starts pumping his length, resulting in Jungkook rolling his head back and letting out a moan. Seeing and feeling his long and thick cock just makes you want to feel him inside you even more.Â
You move your hand up and down his length at a slow pace at first before quickening. He is getting harder, panting out curses of how good it feels to finally have your hand around him again. Precum is leaking and you use it as lube to allow your hand to easily move along his dick. Â
âFuck, yn,â he curses as he looks at your hand working on his cock. But as he looks down, the first thing he sees is your baby bump and that sight can make him come undone in a heartbeat. Â
You feel his cock twitch beneath your fingers, and you decide to stop this torture. You know that heâll come right now and you still need to ride him before that happens. A desperate groan leaves his lips.Â
âWe donât have the time for it, Kook.âÂ
You grip the condom he took seconds before and rip off the packing with your teeth. Then, you put the condom on his hard length while his hand slips to your wet core and he curses when he feels how wet you are.Â
âFuck, butterfly,â his cold fingers brushing against your core makes you moan. âYouâre so wet,â he smirks and gathers your wetness in his fingers before bringing them to his mouth and sucking them. Your eyes are glued to what heâs doing, and you admire the way your wetness mixes with his saliva in his mouth. This is so fucking hot.Â
Once he finishes sucking his fingers and the condom is put on his cock, his gaze meets yours and his hands fall to your hips, guiding your body up and then back down as you slowly sink onto his cock.Â
You moan as he stretches you out, your nails sinking on his shoulder as you feel a mix of pleasure and pain. Â
âFuck!â you whimper as he groans, more than happy to be inside of your heat. Youâre sure that Jimin and the girl heâs tattooing heard his loud groan, but you simply donât care. All you care about is to be fucked by this man.Â
âYouâre so fucking big,â you say.Â
Both of you stay still once his cock is fully inside you. You press your forehead against his, giving time to your body to adapt to his huge cock. You look into each other's eyes and he offers you a big smile.Â
âIt just feels like you were made just for me,â he says, and you smile back at him.Â
âMaybe we are meant to be together,â you give him a quick kiss.Â
âI am starting to think that we are,â he whispers.Â
Jungkook is convinced that when you entered this shop almost two years ago, you were meant to be his soulmate. He never believed in that shit before you, but now that heâs with you, it all makes sense to him. Â
âI could stay like this forever,â you say before giving him another kiss.   Â
âMe too, butterfly.âÂ
It feels like heaven, even though it hurts a little bit to have him fully inside of you.Â
âCan I move or do we wait a bit more ?â he asks with concern.Â
Instead of answering, you grind your hips to let him know that youâre ready to feel him move. Your prominent stomach brushes against his abs and a groan leaves his mouth. Â
Your forehead leaves his, and you sit up before he starts to thrust into you without any hesitation. His strong hands go down on your hips, holding you in place as his hips begin to thrust you at a slow pace. With every thrust he gives you; you feel your stomach get tighter.Â
There arenât words to describe how good it feels to share this moment with him. Everything is perfect with him, and finally having more than just oral sex with him feels like you got a ticket to heaven. You look at him, hot as hell, and that sight makes you moan.Â
Knowing how Jungkook loves to handle everything when it comes to sex, you know that all you have to do is to sit on his cock and let him do all the magic, enjoying every single second of this moment. He is strong enough to hold your body up as he fucks into your cunt from below. His thrusts become fast as he starts to set a pace you are both comfortable with.Â
âFeels good, butterfly?â he questions.Â
You give him a simple nod, not able to make a proper sentence because youâre completely lost in your own state of bliss. Jungkook loves seeing you like this, completely fucked up.Â
His hands caress your stomach, and in the middle of this debauchery, you canât help but find this moment adorable. You know heâs doing it to reassure your baby, he confessed to you once when he did it while he was fingering you. And you have to admit that you like the feeling of his hands rubbing your skin.Â
Your walls pulse around his length, squeezing him and it results in his thrusts becoming more brutal. He is deep inside of you, and you are loving it. Tears start to roll down your cheeks because of the way heâs pounding inside of you. Heâs stretching your insides so much with his rough thrust and it makes your whole body tremble.Â
If he keeps pounding you like that, youâre sure that youâll give birth right now. Â
âGonna cum, Kook,â you whisper to be the most discreet, although youâre sure that Jimin has already understood that youâre both having sex.
Your nails sink into his shoulder, and he groans at the pain and pleasure it gives him. He grips your hips harder as he continues to roughly thrust inside you, and you are sure that youâll have bruises.
âGo ahead, butterfly, make a mess for me,â he groans as he keeps thrusting hard.Â
Those dirty words are all you need to let your orgasm go. You are coming, biting your lower lip to muffle your moans. Your thighs are shaking but he keeps thrusting into you while youâre completely high from your orgasm.Â
Jungkook is completely loving the way youâre creaming his dick and just this sight could make him cum but he is determined to at least make you come one more time before he would come.
Right now, his priority is you and he just doesnât give two fucks to the client heâs supposed to tattoo in some minutes.Â
He quickly changes positions, flipping your bodies so that now he is on top of you and you are lying on the couch. Your legs wrap around his waist as he keeps thrusting into you. Heâs although very careful with your stomach because he doesnât want to hurt you or the baby. This is too much for your body and quickly, tears start falling from your eyes, again.
âKook,â youâre trying to speak but your mind canât think straight from all this overstimulation, âtoo m-much,â even though it feels like itâs too much, your body is secretly loving.Â
âI know you can take it, butterfly. Be a good girl for me, okay?â he whispers in your ear before he licks the spot right under your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You nod and you feel his tongue going down from your ear to your neck.Â
Jungkook sucks and bites the skin of your neck, leaving a bruise.Â
âI want everyone to know that Iâm the only one who can touch you, butterfly,â his thrusts are still brutal, and you donât know if your body can handle all of this any longer. Â
âFuck, Kook!â you say as your eyes roll back into the back of your head and he chuckles lowly into your ear.Â
Due to his brutal thrust, the couch is creaking, and your breasts are bouncing like crazy. They also have swollen a lot since the beginning of the pregnancy, and they are becoming heavier as time passes. Â
His thumb makes contact with your clit and starts rubbing it. All of this feels so bad and so good at the same time, but you never want him to stop. Youâre doing everything you can to not moan but Jungkook is clearly pushing you to do it. Heâs driving you completely crazy.Â
The tip of his cock hits that sweet spot and you come all over him again. Your pussy clench around him as a loud moan escapes your lips, and the juices of your release are leaking out everywhere.Â
He keeps fucking you through your high as he chases his own release. Your walls keep clenching around him and that is all he needs to come. He closes his eyes, enjoying this moment of release and you are sure heâd never look so sexy. Â
Jungkook collapses over you as he decides to leave your pussy some needy rest. You both try to catch your breath for a little while, and you leave a lot of kisses on his sweet face. Heâs loving it and he could stay like this forever but he has one final client before you can both go home.Â
âIâll tattoo the client, and you stay here until I come back, okay?â he lifts his head up to look at you.Â
âOkay, Kookie.âÂ
He pulls his kookie junior out of you before taking the condom filled with his cum and throwing it in the trash. He puts his clothes back on while you do the same but at a slower rate. Before leaving the room, he kisses you.Â
âCanât wait to do this again tonight, butterfly.â   Â
FEBRUARY 20, 2019
Minho never expected to see you again, especially not in a supermarket. More than five months have passed since he last saw you.Â
He's perfectly aware that heâs the one that completely put an end to whatever you two were having. He adored you a lot and under other circumstances, he's convinced that things between you would have worked. But Yeri, his ex whom he dated for years, came back to him, and things changed. He knew that if he chose you over her, his family would always reject you even if youâd get married.Â
But he chose the easiest way for everyone, avoiding causing a lot of suffering. Things would have never been easy. He knows that he will never love Yeri as he used to but they share a long love story and she is what his family wants.  Â
As youâre looking at the fruits youâre going to buy, your swollen womb catches his attention, making his body freeze completely. Your right-hand strokes gently your obvious baby bump.Â
His heart squeezes at the sight, thinking that there are chances that heâs the father. He closes his eyes for a few seconds. For the past months, youâve been texting him frequently, trying to contact him but he refuses to reply because he knows that heâd fall into your arms in a heartbeat. This is beyond hard for him. Of course, he desires only to reply to your calls and texts but things are better like this. Â
Now, it all makes sense. Youâve been texting him because you want to tell him that youâre pregnant. If he would have answered you, he knows that things would have been completely different. Most probably, heâd be right next to you in this supermarket and heâd be doing some jokes about your bump. Most probably, heâd be preparing his babyâs room instead of planning his wedding.Â
âShit,â he mumbles to himself.Â
As he was about to walk in your direction, he notices Jungkook placing himself next to you. Heâs smiling at you while his hand finds its way to your back. If he didnât know that heâs your best friend, heâd think that youâre together.Â
You look up at Jungkook before he leans closer to you and presses a kiss on your lips. Minhoâs heart squeezes even more. You replaced him like he thought you would but you deserve it. Â
After kissing Jungkook, you turn around and see Minho from afar. Heâs barely recognizable with his hat and sunglasses but you notice him straight away. Heâs still the biological father of your child, youâd recognize him under dozens of layers of clothing.Â
âIâm coming back,â you say to your boyfriend before walking in Minhoâs direction.Â
Jungkook doesnât even have the time to say or understand what you said before you leave him alone in front of the fruits. Minho sees you coming but he doesnât move. His eyes are only focused on your stomach. Itâs still small but itâs obvious that youâre carrying a human.Â
âWhat are you doing here?âÂ
Youâre more than surprised to see him here. Itâs a public space, anyone could see him and itâs for sure the last place on earth where you thought youâd see him.Â
âJust needed to buy something.âÂ
A bit far from him, you see his bodyguards. That was the thing you hated the most about him, his bodyguards. They were always around him, never leaving the two of you in peace. Â
His eyes barely look at your face, and you know this is your only chance to tell him everything. Youâve been trying for months without success.Â
âWe really need to talk.âÂ
This is probably not the best place to have a serious conversation but you don't want to let the chance to speak with him slip away from you.Â
Minho nods and you take a look behind you, staring at Jungkook. His jaw is clenched, showing you that he's not very happy to see you with Minho but you offer him a small grin, trying to reassure him. The last thing you want is your boyfriend to get worried.
You both start walking in the supermarket as you explain everything to him. From the way you found out about your pregnancy to the decision you took to recognize Jungkook as the father.Â
Minhoâs heart squeezes as he hears how you felt alone the moment you found out, but heâs grateful that Jungkook was there, holding you in such a difficult time. You needed someone at that time, and he just feels sorry that he wasnât there.  Â
But he can only agree with the decision you took. Although he would have loved to be a father and be there every step of the way, he knows his father. He would have first tried to make you abort. Then, if it didnât work, he would have simply made you disappear. He would have given you a lot of money to buy your silence and make you leave the country. Â
âJungkook will be their father but if you want to see them, I wonât ever stop you.âÂ
âI wonât ever do that,â he replies. His words make your heart clutch, thinking about the fact that he doesnât want to meet his child.Â
âWhy?â you ask, raising an eyebrow.Â
âAll I want for that baby is to have the best life possible. Having two fathers wonât make things easier.âÂ
âWe donât have to necessarily tell them straight away that youâre their father.âÂ
For sure, until theyâre three or four years old, you wonât say anything because theyâll be too young to understand and youâre scared that it would not provide them a stable life.Â
âWe could wait for a while and introduce you as a family friend until theyâre old enough to understand.âÂ
He doesnât say anything, just walking and looking in front of him. Being a father is something he has always dreamed of but his family always made things too hard. He ended up not wanting kids, too scared to become like his father. He never wants his children to hate him.Â
âI want that baby to be protected from my family, yn,â he finally confesses before halting and looking at you. âI don't want them to know the pressure of being part of the powerful Park family.âÂ
You take his hand and squeeze it.Â
âI prefer it if they never know that I am their birth father. Theyâll be safer with you and Jungkook.âÂ
âBut you can still be a part of their life. You can still love them and watch them grow. Thatâs your right, Minho,â you stroke your thumb on his hand. âThis baby will forever have your blood in their veins and nobody can change that. They exist thanks to you and you have all the rights in the world to love them and to be loved by them. Maybe it will never be like you picture it but it will still be love.âÂ
A small tear runs down his face, and you wipe the tear away.Â
âJungkook and I would never hide to them that he is not their biological father but theyâll only know that youâre the father if you want it.âÂ
âI never deserved to have you in my life, yn,â he answers. âYouâre just too nice.âÂ
âYou deserve everything, Minho. Youâre a good person, you were just unlucky to be born as the Park heir. I know youâll always take decisions based on your familyâs approval but nobody has to know about this baby,â you put his hand on your stomach. âJust you, Jungkook and I.âÂ
He nods before hugging you. This is something he can do. He can be around, see his child grow, and love them but nothing will ever be said to anybody, not even his fiancĂŠ. This will be his secret.Â
âYouâll be a great mother and I am sure Jungkook will be the best father this baby will ever have.âÂ
Youâre convinced of the same. Jungkook will for sure be the greatest, loving and protecting father ever.Â
MAY 28, 2019
Jeon Hyejun.Â
Youâre looking at your baby boy that is peacefully sleeping in your arms. After nine long months of waiting, heâs finally here, and youâre on your own paradise with Jungkook.Â
Hyejun is perfect, prettier than you ever imagined him. He looks a lot like you but he definitely inherited some traits from Minho, you canât hide it. Jungkook is sitting next to you in the hospital bed, looking at you and his son.Â
Nothing prepared him for this very moment. Nothing. He doesnât even know how to describe what heâs feeling at the moment. All he knows is that heâs finally a father. The father of your son.Â
When he saw you in his store, scared to do your first tattoo, he never thought that heâll start a family with you and that heâll love you more than life itself. But thatâs the magic of fate. You donât know who you might meet tomorrow. Anybody can drastically change your life.Â
âHeâs so beautiful,â you mumble as you pass one finger on your sonâs face.Â
âAnd so tiny,â Jungkook comments.Â
Minho was contacted when you birthed Hyejun. He was the one requesting it because he wants to see him straight after he was born. Hyejun might never know that Minho is his biological father but heâll have him in his life.Â
He has already opened a bank account for him, and heâll put some money until heâs old enough to be the holder of the bank account. He will never be his father but he still wants to provide him the best future he can have. Money is something he has in a huge quantity and itâs the least he can do.Â
âWeâre finally parents,â Jungkook adds.Â
âItâs the beginning of a new adventure for us,â you look up at your boyfriend with a bright smile.Â
Youâre more than exhausted but you wanted to put your son to sleep before you sleep too. You wanted to be the first person to do it.Â
âAnd I know itâll be the best adventure of our lives, butterfly.â As he says your nickname, your eyes instantly look down at his arm where a little butterfly has recently been tattooed. A butterfly made for you. A butterfly that represents his immense love for you. A strong love that he has never experienced before you.
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Mental illness be damned, my mind cannot work
#It's kinda strange yet not surprising that severe mental illness can fuck up your brain#I'm already behind in school and I haven't even had a full week yet#Got damn#I am not okay#I have a therapist though#She's pretty nice#We're finally working on my trauma yippee !
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I am not having a good time :/
#one of those days where everything seems impossible#I move to Scotland in a month#and l have so much to do before then#except now I've torn my MCLâso I can't do anything#and I paid for a full baseball season expecting to play half#but only get to play 5 games before injury#no physical activity for 6 weeks and my programme in Scotland is Phys Ed#so I can't participate for roughly the first 2 weeks and all my stamina will be gone#not to mention the impact no physical activity will have on my mental#I can't even go on a walk#l was already feeling behind being an international student with no knowledge of shinty or the Ceilidh#or any other things in the Scottish physical education system#now ill be playing extreme catch-up#also just the general fears and anxieties of moving across the world alone#with an injury the doctors don't actually know how severe#because in Canada you need to wait months for an MRI#but Iâll be in Scotland#so we'reoperating on a surgeon's best guess#and I know considering everything this is so stupid to worry about#but I'm stressed about the weather#l am a sunshine by the ocean girl#when I lived in Fiji my skin was glowing#my hair grew an inch per month#I was thriving#okay just needed to get all that out#she speaks!#ranting
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White Lines & White Knights
Rafe Cameron x Reader
Warnings: NON-CON, DUB-CON, pr*stitution, power imbalance, classism, mentions of death, jealousy, humiliation, revenge p*rn, drug dealer!Rafe, drug use, Pogue!reader
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summary: You and Rafe are using each other until you decide that's not what you want anymore, and the spoiled rich kid will do whatever it takes to have his expensive toy back in his bed.
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Your door shut behind you with a resounding click, and once in the comfort of your home, you took the time to decompress. You took advantage of your much needed reprieve, the back of your head grazing the wood as you allowed your eyes to fall closed. Your heart was still beating wildly in your chest, and you wondered if a day would come where it ever wouldnât. After all, this wasnât exactly ânewâ anymoreâŚ
It had been five months since you buried your mom, five months since you discovered the mountain of debt sheâd done an impressive job of hiding from you, and five months since you thought youâd be homeless on the street in less than one. In two weeks, youâd dealt with a loss you didnât think youâd have to for at least another forty years or so and took on the kind of responsibility you didnât think youâd have to for at least another three.
Your mom died 152 days agoâŚ
âŚand youâd started fucking Rafe Cameron less than a month later.
You liked to pretend to not know why you slept with Kildareâs prime rich boy that fateful Saturday night, but you were far more self aware than you wanted to be. Even if you werenât, it wasnât exactly some mysterious string of decisions that lead to being tangled up in the sheets with Sarahâs asshole of an older brother. You didnât need to pay someone to diagnose you.
You were grieving.
It was really just that simple, and the monetary stress on top of that drove you to find comfort in strange drinks and hard drugs. To this day you still didnât know if Rafe just happened to be at the right place at the right time or if he heard whispers about John B.âs best friend snorting pills and getting shit faced when her usual crowd was looking the other way, but either way, the stuffy Kook clearly saw an opportunity to kill several birds with one stone.
âFirst two lines are free,â heâd told you that night, the bass of the music downstairs muffled by the expensive walls of some girlâs house.
You remembered how youâd chuckled, drunkenly shaking your head.
âWell, two lines is all Iâm doing, I guess,â youâd murmured, throwing your hands up.
Rafeâs smirk had been cruel, a mocking glint in his blue eyes.
âWhat?â heâd dragged out, head tilted. âSpent all that life insurance money, already?â
Any other time and Rafeâs insensitivity mightâve upset you, but at the time youâd been drunk out of your mind and looking for more ways to forget the sudden absence in your life.
âI canât imagine why Sarah hates you,â youâd sarcastically replied, approaching the impressive desk and leaning over to inhale a line.
You wiped your nose as you straightened, lashes fluttering as you ignored the feeling of Rafeâs gaze on you.
âIâll be lucky if I even have a house to live in next week.â
The words had come out slurred, accompanied by a light chuckle, and deep down youâd felt the flutter of stress that youâd been desperately ignoring for weeks. Youâd quickly snorted the other line, closing your eyes for a moment.
âTurns out my mom was skilled at hiding more than just illnessesâŚâ
You remembered the silenceâfrom both you and Rafeâand how in that moment youâd allowed yourself a solid four seconds of lingering on the reality of your predicament. In those four seconds, your eyes had watered and your lips had trembled and your throat had tightened, and after those four seconds, you were turning to Rafe with a haughty smile.
âGuess you wonât be finding a new client in me, huh?â youâd wondered with a shrug, finding a seat on the desk.
Rafeâs blue gaze had been unreadable as he eyed you, sitting in the chair at the desk, legs spread as he ran his eyes over youâslowly and in a way you didnât hate at the time. You hadnât been able to tell what he was thinking, although looking back, you wondered how it wasnât so obvious to you then. Maybe because it was just too cruel of a thought, and while it was no secret Rafe was a spoiled asshole, you had never once thought of him as cruel.
Rafe had merely shrugged.
âThereâs plenty of fish in the sea,â heâd slowly said, the corner of his pink lips curving upwards just a tad. âBesidesâŚâ
Youâd watched him stand, rounding the desk to come and tower over you where you sat.
âI like to think of myself as a pretty ethical kind of guyâŚâ
Youâd started to snort at that before his gaze met yours again, and you found yourself swallowing whatever you were about to say. You hadnât done a thing when Rafe reached up to touch your arm, the feel of his finger so light. You hadnât wanted to acknowledge the way your heart skipped a beat at both his close proximity and the change in atmosphere. You hadnât been able to ignoreâhoweverâthe heat that settled in the pit of your stomach.
â...and Iâve been known to meet people halfway. Accept whatever they can offerâŚâ
You remembered your internal conflict that night.
Youâd been drunk and high and sadâŚnot stupid. You knew exactly what Rafe was insinuating to you, and youâd struggled with the idea of really sleeping with Rafe Cameron for more drugs. The man was far from unattractive, sure that if drugs werenât involved youâd still consider sleeping with him. If youâd believed in any of that, youâd imagine that your mom was turning over in her grave. At the time though, you hadnât been quite sure as to what you believed in, so when he took your silence for consent, leaning in and touching your nose with hisâŚ
You hadnât stopped him when he closed the distance.
You hadnât even known whose house you were at, only internally apologizing to them for having sex on their expensive desk. You didnât know if it was the drugs or the alcohol or simply Rafe Cameron, but it was easily the best sex youâd ever had in your life, and at one point youâd really considered how much better it could possibly be to fuck him without the condom.
You had no idea that youâd eventually find out.
Once dressed, youâd walked home with a small bag of pills and a satisfied grin. You knew that your friends would host some kind of intervention if they ever found out, but all youâd been able to focus on was the simple fact that fucking Rafe Cameron for a little coke and pills wasnât sounding like the worst idea. Of course, if youâd known that youâd eventually start fucking him for your livelihood, you mightâve made different choices that night.
You pressed your hand to your face and pushed away from the door, eager to start the shower and scrub the stench of him off of you. Per routine, you took the money out of your pocket before getting undressed, eyeing the wad of one hundreds that now sat on your nightstand. Two grand was nothing to someone like him, but to someone like you, it made all the difference in the world.
âŚand Rafe knew that.
Heâd known that when he handed you a thousand dollars one night, the coke in your system just starting to hit. Youâd looked up at him from where you sat in confusion, hesitantly wrapping your hand around the money as you alternated between eyeing it and eyeing him. You hadnât known how to feel about it, especially since it had only been moments ago when he was inside of youâŚand there he was handing you a grand in hundreds.
âDonât look like that,â Rafe had chuckled, walking to his dresser in search of a shirt. âYou know you need the money.â
He wasnât wrongâŚand that was the problem.
Unless you hit a lucky streak in life, youâd always need the money, and that was exactly why you were in the predicament you were inâfour months later and putting up with the monster that was Rafe Cameron just to keep a roof over your head. The thought brought tears to your eyes, positive now that your mom could see you and was beyond disappointed in you.Â
Her disappointment could only be outdone by your own.
You were in a situation that you couldnât get out of, on the verge of ending this arrangement so many times before asking yourself what better way could you pay your momâs debts and survive? It wasnât easy money by far, but it was fast money, and it was the kind of money that would take months to make at whatever low paying job youâd find around Outer Banks. Someone like you rarely got hired at the country club or working for some rich snob who wiped their ass with the kind of money you needed.
Rafe knew this too.
Tears kissed your eyes as you scrubbed your skin raw, wishing that you could scrub away the nasty bruise right along with the sweat and grime. You winced every time you touched it, cursing the blond and feeling one of those moments where you considered blocking him and moving on from this pathetic era in your life for good.
Fucking Rafe Cameron for drugs didnât seem like a bad idea at the time, fucking him for money seemed like an even better oneâŚuntil that entitled attitude started to extend to the woman he was paying good money to have access to. You remembered the first time you opposed something he wanted to do, the way in which he ignored you, the way he merely pressed your face into the pillow to shut you up.
It was the first time you felt truly icky about this whole situation.
Not even just icky.
âŚbut afraid.
âI donât pay you to tell me what you will and wonât do in bed,â heâd chuckled at you like it was the funniest thing heâd ever heard.
Youâd still been trembling and wiping mascara from your cheeks.
âI pay you because I want to fuck you,â heâd slowly whispered to you, leaning in. â...and you let me because you donât want to be sleeping on the beach.â
Heâd held your gaze for what felt like too long, impressing upon you the true dynamic of this arrangement, and you remembered the unease that had festered in your gut that day. Maybe all the drugs and alcohol hadnât allowed you to fully look at this arrangement for what it was and the power imbalance here, but you had for the first time that day, and you hadnât liked it.
You liked it even less now, wrapping the towel around you and wondering how you were ever going to get out of this predicament youâd put yourself into.
âMy familyâs going out of town for the weekend,â the familiar blond mumbled to you as he inhaled a familiar powdery substance off the back of his hand. âPack a bag when you get home, and Iâll pick you up tomorrow night.â
You resisted the urge to roll your eyes at that, huffing instead.
âI canât spend the whole weekend on Figure 8,â you told him. âI have plans.â
Rafe nodded, and you hated the smile that danced across his lips.
âOkay, uh, be ready at 8, I donât want-.â
âRafe, Iâm serious,â you cut him off, shrugging. âI canât stay at your house all weekend.â
You watched him watch you, slowly swiping his tongue between his lips as a frown started to take over. His dirty blond hair kissed his brows, and the longer the silence stretched, the more nervous you grew. You watched as Rafe glanced away, seemingly deep in thought before those baby blues of his rested on you, much colder than they were a few seconds ago.
âWhat the hell am I paying you for?â he whispered.
The question was rhetorical, and you swallowed.
âRafeâŚIâve barely seen my friends in months. I finally made plans to meet up with them for more than five minutes and-.â
â...and whose fault is that?â he shrugged.
You frowned at him.
âNobody told you to go off on a bender when your mom kicked the bucketâŚâ you blinked at his callousness. âMaybe you shouldâve been finding comfort in your friends instead of drugs and vodkaâŚand me.â
He finished his sentence with a softâand yet cruelâsmile.
âI pay you good moneyâgreat money even!âto be available when I want you to be, and unless youâve found some other rich asshole to open your legs for, which I doubtâŚbe ready tomorrow at 8.â
He was standing, now, looking down at you where you sat on the bed. The harsh reminder of your roles here had you looking away, and Rafe turned away when he rightfully took your silence as confirmation. You stared at the wall for a few moments before turning to stare at his back, thinking to yourself that this couldnât go on much longer. Whether it took 1 or 5 jobs, you couldnât keep relying on Rafe Cameron forever.
What was once a weekly occurrence had turned into something entirely other, and it hadnât bothered you so much when your motherâs death was still so fresh and you were seeking solace in the worst coping mechanisms known to manâincluding isolation. Now, however, you were waking up to the choices youâd made and you hated the feeling of being inebriated and being surrounded by people you barely knew.
You hated being away from your friends.
âI didnât even know youâd gotten a job,â John B. said to you hours later, looking disappointed but understanding. âJJâs gonna be real disappointed. Heâs been talking all week about having you try some new weed he got.â
You gave a light laugh at that, a pang in your chest at how much you missed doing stupid shit with them.
âYeah,â you sadly said. âThe worldâand billsâdoesnât stop just because my mom died.â
The brunette grew quiet at that, worriedly eyeing you now.
âYou doing okayâŚ?â
You sighed at that, looking out over the yard of The Chateau, fiddling with your fingers as you thought of a certain blond.
âIâve been better, butâŚIâve been worse too.â
Your answer was honest, and you briefly wondered what John B. would think if he knew just how bad âworseâ had been. You didnât think any of them would hate you if they knew the full extent of just how far youâd fallen, but you knew theyâd have a hard time wrapping their head around it. The drugs and alcohol were one thing, but Rafe Cameron was entirely another. The man was the worst example of a Kook if there was one, representing every bad trait attributed to them.
Your friends would not understand you essentially sacrificing your self respect for money and drugs.
Sometimes you didnât understand it either.Â
Most especially when Rafe had his hands around your neck.
He picked you up at 8 on the dot Friday nightâa man of his word if nothing elseâand less than a hour later you were bent over his fatherâs desk as he pounded into you. Your head was hanging off of it, fighting hard to not scrape your nails against the dark mahogany. It wasnât the first time Rafe fucked you on Wardâs desk, and you doubted that it would be the last time. Thereâd even been a few rare occasions when he fucked you in the older manâs bed, and you didnât know what complex the blond had that fueled these decisions, but you werenât a psychologist so you figured it wasnât anything to concern yourself with.
Despite the tight grip on your throat, a choked moan managed to escape every time Rafe pushed his cock into you. Sweat made his skin glisten, and you were sure you fared no better. His hair wasnât so neat, now, and you had the stray thought that you preferred it that way. Rafe being so far from ugly definitely made this arrangement easier to swallow down at times, but other times it just made you angry.
How was it fair that someone seemingly had everything, including the big dick to match?
Rafe walked around like he was Godâs gift to the world, possessing one of the most rotten personalities youâd ever had the pleasure of being on the receiving end of, and he seemed to be rewarded with it with everything the average person could only dream about. As if any of that wasnât enough, you practically rewarded him with even more by essentially telling him he could do whatever he wanted so long as the price was right.
It made you disgusted with yourself at times.
When he pressed a hand to your stomach, hips slowing to a pace that made your breath hitch, you squeezed your eyes shut. In the quiet office, the sound of his cock disappearing between your folds was loud, the wet noise telling you that thereâd no doubt be a mess left on Wardâs desk when this was all said and done. You heard Rafe curse, and you didnât have the energy to lift your head from where it hung off the desk.
â...and to think,â he panted from above you. âYou were going to pass this up to sit around with those dirty Pogues.â
At this, you did attempt to sit up, a hand against his chest and one on the desk as he thrusted into you.
âThose âdirty Poguesâ are my friends,â you forced out, lashes fluttering. â...and clearly you forget that Iâm one too.â
Rafe merely chuckled at that, perfect teeth winking at you as he grinned.
âYeah, but youâre my dirty Pogue so itâs a little different.â
His words had your frown deepening, disgust filling your chest at the way he talked about you while literally fucking you. Completely turned off, you turned your head away, attempting to separate yourself from him. That haughty laugh reached your ears, and to your dismay, he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer.
âWhatâŚ?â he lazily drawled. âYou donât like the sound of that?â
âYouâre being an asshole, get off of meâŚâ
He jerked his hips against you, making you gasp, and you squirmed in his arms as you fought to get away. Rafe leaned in to harshly nip his teeth at your cheek, his movements growing rough, causing the desk to shake.
âIâve spent too much money on you to not say whatever the hell I want,â he evenly said. âSo, yeah, at this point, Iâll confidently say I practically own you.â
Tears kissed your eyes at the disgusting words, and fed up with your resistance, Rafe merely placed a hand between your breasts before harshly shoving you back down. You winced at the action, but you had no time to fully linger on it as Rafe started to roughly plunge his cock into you, the sound of his skin slapping against yours reaching your ears. He wouldnât allow you to sit up, both of his hands wrapped around your wrists now as he leaned over you.
This felt too reminiscent of the time heâd pressed your face into the bed, telling you to relax as he pressed the head of his cock just above where your folds were. You recalled the uncomfortable feeling and the tears that stained the pillow as he slowly fucked you in a place no one ever had before. The deja vu of it all had your mind wandering, eyes defocusing as you just waited for it to be over. It seemed like Rafeâs grunts sounded from above you forever, and when he finally came onto your stomach with a low moan, you didnât move for some time.
You were slow to sit up as he got dressed, trembling as you steaded yourself for what you were about to say.
âI donât wanna do this anymore.â
The words came out whispered, but in the quiet study, you might as well have yelled them. Rafe didnât acknowledge you, and you knew it wasnât because he hadnât heard you. Frustrated with his refusal to take you seriously, you hopped off of Wardâs desk, angrily grabbing your clothes.
âIâm serious, Rafe. After this weekendâŚthis is done,â you continued, voice firmer, now. âDonât call me or text me or worry about any more money. I canât rely on you forever anyway.â
By now, Rafe was actually listening to you, and you avoided his gaze as you got dressed. His silence was loud, and when you were finally decent again, only then did you lift your gaze to glance at him. His visage was unreadable, and after some time, he merely blinked at you.
âIf I remember correctly, per your own words, your mom had enough debt âto file for bankruptcyâ.â
His words made you sharply inhale, and you bit your tongue as he ran his hands through his hair in a poor attempt to tame the damp locks.
âDonât ruin your life just because youâre pissed at me,â he coldly added.
You crossed your arms over your chest, pulling your lip between your teeth.
âPersonal feelings aside, I canât rely on you forever, Rafe. Thatâs just the truth. I have to figure something out eventually, and thereâs no time like the present,â your voice shook as he fixed you with an unnerving stare. âI miss my friends, and I donât want to be the sad, damaged girl running to Rafe Cameron just so I donât feel anything anymore.â
The blond followed your lead, folding his arms over his own chest as he leaned against the wall, staring you down with that annoying crooked smile.
â...and where exactly do you plan to find a job that pays you what I do?â
âThere are jobs, Rafe. Iâll find one.â
You didnât appreciate his tone nor the look he was giving you as he studied you. He was looking down on you, and yes while that wasnât exactly an unusual occurrence, this time was different. He was looking down his nose like he didnât believe in you, like he expected you to be crawling back to him in no time, begging him to fuck you again.
After a few moments, that crooked smile curved even more, and you didnât miss the glint in his eyes.
âWell, I wish you luckâŚâ
His voice didnât match the words that came out of his mouth, and his gaze most certainly didnât.
âI literally called this morning and was told over the phone that you all were hiring...and now I get here, and Iâm being told youâre notâŚ?â
You tried to keep the skepticism out of your tone, but your frustration at your predicament was bubbling up and threatening to be unleashed on the lone man before you. The inside of the country club was practically emptyâa slow Tuesdayâand you briefly glanced around at the two staffers in the whole room. Sure, you could write it off to a slow day that didnât need a full staff, but something in you told you that it was more than that.
You didnât believe the man in front of you.
âLook, I donât know what else to tell you, miss. Whoever you talked to got it wrong. Iâm sorry for the miscommunication on our end,â was his only explanation.
You didnât dare bother to point out that both he and whoever youâd spoken with on the phone sounded damn near identical.
When it became obvious that this conversation was over, you turned away with a small huff, breezing outside to a familiar dark car. Kie was standing by it, arms uncomfortably crossed over her chest, glaringly obvious that sheâd rather be anywhere but here despite being from âhereâ.
âWellâŚ?â she wondered as you got closer.
âTheyâre not hiring,â you mumbled as you slid into the passenger seat.
She joined you inside the vehicle a moment later, a frown on her face.
â...but you called.â
âI know.â
There was a beat of silence before she scoffed, reaching for her door handle.
âIf this is because you arenât some rich snob looking for play moneyâŚâ
She trailed off when you spoke up.
âNo, I donâtâŚI donât think itâs that,â you stopped her. âLetâs just go.â
She eyed you for a few moments, frown deepening.
âAre you sure? Y/N, this is like the fourth place youâve been to today,â she pointed out. â...and I donât want to add my stress to your stress, but itâs kind of fucked up.â
You didnât have the heart to tell her that it wasnât possible for you to be any more stressed than you already were, simply signaling for her to drive. You could feel her eyes periodically landing on you as she did, and you chewed on the inside of your cheek, wondering why the universe had it out for you.
It had been weeks since youâd last seen or talked to Rafe, weeks since you ended your little arrangement, and weeks since youâd had a consistent source of income. It wasnât a pretty nor respectable way to make money, but youâd been making money nonetheless. However, you couldnât find it in you to continue sacrificing your self respect to keep sleeping with Rafe Cameron. Youâd also been telling the truth when you told him you didnât want to be this messed up sad thing anymore.
You had long let go of the drugs and cut back on the drinking, and now youâd dropped Rafe too.
Youâd had hopeâŚbut now it was dwindling.
No one would hire you. In fact, no one had even allowed you far enough to officially apply just to get a foot into an interview. It was always the same. Youâd call ahead so you didnât waste your time, theyâd tell you they were looking for people, and then the moment you actually showed up and introduced yourself, it was an entirely different story. It didnât make any sense to you, and the thought of ever proving Rafe right made you want to be sick.
âHow bad is it?â JJ asked you a few days later, the both of you away and isolated in some corner of some guyâs party.
You looked down at the weak drink in your hand, contemplating on whether or not to be honest.
âItâsâŚmanageable.â
A whopper of a lie.
â...then why donât I believe you? Come on, Y/N, itâs me. I know your mom wasnât the best when it came to funds, and when she diedâŚâ he scoffed. âYou werenât exactly in any shape to march down to anyoneâs job and fight for work just to keep things afloat.â
You looked away at that, throat tight.
âIâm honestly shocked youâve kept it up for this long.â
If only he knewâŚ
You felt his gaze on you as you wondered just how truthful you should be, but you reminded yourself that this was JJ. If he knew the full extent of everything, heâd be likely to rob a bank. Nevermind the fact that it would just make him ask more questions, like how youâd even managed to keep things afloat all this time. You didnât think you could lie to him, and you didnât think you could handle being on the receiving end of whatever look JJ would undoubtedly give you if you told him youâd been sleeping with Rafe to pay your bills.
You didnât know if it was fortunate or unfortunate that the subject of your thoughts walked through the doors to prevent this conversation from continuing. His presence shouldnât have shocked youâthe party was pretty mixed with people from all sides of the island after allâbut it still gave you pause, and JJ noticed.
âThis asshole,â you heard the blond murmur, rolling his eyes.
You were inclined to agree, and you shrunk in on yourself with your drink, unable to ignore the knowledge that Rafe was at the same party you were at. In the weeks youâd been free of him, youâd had time to really ponder on your dalliance, and while youâd long accepted your hand in your own life choices, it was now hard to ignore Rafeâs own opportunistic choices in the situation. Sure, yes, you fucked him for moneyâŚ
âŚbut what did it say about him that he was perfectly happy to enter an arrangement in which he kept you off of the streets so long as you opened your legs for him?
If he was a good guy heâd justâŚkeep you off the streets.
Like JJ would if you ever told him the truth.
Youâd just decided to stop hiding in the bathroom when you came face to face with the man himself, heart skipping a beat at his presence. He was leaning against the wall next to the door, and you had the sneaking suspicion he hadnât been waiting for his turn.
âHowâs the job search going?â was how he greeted you, and you hadnât been able to keep the ire off of your face.
He softly laughed to himself at that, nodding.
âI figured youâd look a little something like that.â
âFuck you,â you breathed, and Rafe frowned, tilting his head to the side.
âYou were, remember? And then you stoppedâŚand thatâs how you found yourself back at square one,â he reminded you.
The music traveled from downstairs into the dimly lit hallway, and you looked away from him just as he heaved a tired sigh.
âDo I need to apologize for calling you and your friends dirty Pogues? Is that what this is about?â he lazily wondered.
You didnât dignify that with a response, and when you lifted your gaze, Rafe was rolling his eyes. He fixed you with a look, reaching up to touch your hair with a tsk.
âCome on, Y/N. You need meâŚâ
He leaned in.
âWe both know it, and youâre never going to find a job in this town.â
âYou donât know that,â you fired back, slapping his hand away as you took a step away from him.
Almost instantaneously, Rafeâs entire expression morphed, and you swallowed at the shadow that passed over his features. His pink lips pressed together, and those blue eyes hardened in a way youâd never been on the receiving end of. You watched his nostrils flare.
âOh, trust me, I know.â
The combination of his tone and his expression and his words gave you pause, and your brows pulled together as you stared at him. For a moment, the music in the house faded into the background as Kieâs words came to your mind. âItâs kind of messed upâ, sheâd said, and while you hadnât given that much thought to the statement thenâŚyou certainly were now.
âWhat did you do?â you shakily asked the blond, skin growing cold.
Rafe didnât answer right away, and when he did, it was a lie anyway.
âI donât know what you mean,â was all he said, one brow raised.
You felt tears kiss your eyes, and you felt silly for not putting the pieces together earlier. You didnât know how, but somehow, Rafe had a hand in your lack of employment. It seemed exactly like something heâd do, but the only thing you couldnât understand was why. Why do it? Just to see you fail? Just to feel like heâd won?
âLook, this little rebellious actâŚitâs cute and amusing and allâŚâ he shrugged off with a small smile. â...but itâs silly. We both know youâre just going to end up right back under me.â
âYouâre such an asshole,â you hissed, moving past him.
âYeah, and you knew that when you let me fuck you for drugs on some guyâs desk,â he threw at you, making you flinch and slow down.Â
âI was going through things then, Rafe! I didnâtâŚâ you huffed a sigh, turning to glower at him. âI didnât care about things I most definitely should have. Itâs different now.â
You threw your hands up.
âIâm different, now, and I donât want to keep sacrificing my dignity and self respect just to keep a roof over my head. I donât want to sleep with someone who views me and anyone like me as beneath him. It disgusts me, and unlike you, I have no interest in sleeping with people who I claim disgust me.â
You watched Rafeâs lip curl over his teeth.
âYeah, thatâs real respectable and noble and all, but I wonder how noble itâll feel when youâre being evicted,â he spat at you, moving closer. âYouâre not getting a job in this town, that I can promise you, so you keep this up for as long as you want to, but we both know how this ends.â
You leaned away from the finger in your face.
âI fucking own you,â he bit out, roughly grabbing your arm and yanking you close despite your resistance. âYou named your price, and I paid it-.â
âFor a service! Not a person,â you harshly whispered.
Rafeâs chuckle was cold as he stared you down, perfect teeth winking at you.
âYou think youâre the only girl in Outer Banks willing to spread her legs for some money? You think Iâd have to pay any of them half of what I paid you?â your stomach dropped at his words. âIâve been a lot more generous than you realize.â
He roughly let you go, practically shoving you away from him, and you stumbled. He eyed you with an expression filled with promise, and when you turned away to finally find your friends and hopefully leave, you descended the stairs on unsteady legs.
You pushed against Rafeâs arm and chest as he held your chin in a tight grip. The vehicle you were next to hid you both from view, everyone on the beach none the wiser to what was happening in the parking lot. Your feet tripped over one another as he forced you back, trapping you between him and the metal contraption.
âIs that what you came up with? You think that pathetic Pogue is going to pay your bills? Give you a place to stay when that eviction notice is taped to your door?â
âGetâŚoffâŚof me,â you snarled, finally shoving him away with difficulty.
Your breathing was heavy as you glared at the blond, lips trembling and heart racing at the downright evil glint in his blue eyes. You glanced over his shoulder for any way to get away from him, your frustration growing as he moved closer.
âColor me curious, but is it somehow more dignified to fuck someone like JJ instead of me?â
The jealousy dripping from his every word threw you for a loop, and you werenât in the right headspace to even linger on how strange that was.
âNot that itâs any of your business, but weâre not like that,â you drunkenly choked out. âI donât know why you feel like I need to answer to you about my personal choices.â
It had only been thirty minutes ago that you were dancing with your friends. JJâever the flirtâhad gotten a bit handsy, but it was nothing unusual. He could get handsy with a tree, and youâd merely smiled at the behavior, ignorant to the heated gaze that was hyper focused on you. You hadnât even realized heâd been following you when you went to get a drink from Haywardâs truck.
âButt out of my life already. Youâve already done enough,â you hissed at him, moving to get past him when he stopped you.
âWeâre not done talking-.â
His words were interrupted by your hand, the sound of the slap echoing in your ears, and heâd just harshly pushed you against the car at your back when a familiar voice interrupted you both.
âGet off of her!â
Kie was suddenly there, helping you in shoving him away, and she looked at Rafe like heâd lost his mindâlike sheâd bore witness to an even sinister side to him. The blond didnât seem all that fazed by her presence, barely sparing her a glance as his jaw clenched, his eyes on you. Clearly he felt that whatever he was contemplating wasnât worth it, because without another wordâbut not without a final scoffâhe made his way back to the party on the beach.
Kie wrapped her arms around you when you started to cry.
âAre you okay? Did he hurt you?â
What a loaded question, and you realized that the truth was just on the edge of your tongue. Unable to stop yourself, you threw your arms around her, collapsing under the weight of all your choices and what had led you to make them.
âKie,â you started, voice trembling in her ear. âI have to tell you something.â
If she was horrified by the truth, she didnât show it much. You could tell she was shocked as the words tumbled from your lips, her brown eyes stricken and face draining of color. You didnât know what bothered her moreâthe drugs, the prostitution, or that both involved Rafe Cameron. As it turns out, it was none of those things.
âWhy didnâtâŚwhy didnât you let us help you?â she tearfully wondered, looking between your eyes. âWe know how hard itâs been for you, and we wanted to be there for you, but youâŚyou just disappeared. You barely came around, and John B. heard things, but he didnât want to believe them.â
She whispered that last part, and your chest ached at the thought of your friends hearing about your out of character behavior but feeling powerless to stop it, accepting it as part of your grief.
âRafeâs a demented asshole,â she finally spoke on the elephant in the room. â...and we wonât let him win, okay?â
There was conviction in Kieâs voice, the kind of conviction that made you want to believe her, and so you nodded at her words.
She helped you straighten, wiping your face and taking you back to the party, quietly promising you that she wouldnât say anything about any of this to the guys. She stuck to you for the rest of the night, and a week later, she made good on her promise, her parents shaking your hand as they welcomed you to their staff.
âWe could always use the extra hands,â Mrs. Carrera told you one Friday evening. âIt gets crazy busy, especially on the weekends.â
All the noise in the restaurant only validated her statement.
Youâd been working at The Wreck for a week, and while it was nothing like what Rafe had been paying you, it was a job. It was a means of earning your own money that didnât involve lowering yourself to the likes of Rafe Cameron. It was grueling, sure, and you sometimes wondered if it was truly worth the money, but then youâd think of the alternative, and youâd decide that it was worth something and thatâs what mattered.
You hadnât been paying that much attention when you approached your last table for the night, looking up from the apron at your waist and stopping in your tracks.
âHey, I didnât know you worked here too,â Topper said, a fairly neutral greeting.
Topper may have been just as much of an asshole as his friends, but he at least played nice for the public. Your gaze traveled around the table, quickly looking away when it connected with a familiar blue.
âItâsâŚa fairly new gig,â you finally said, getting your notepad ready.
âHey, if youâre going to use your friends for anything, might as well use them to become a productive member of society,â he told you, his tone now making you frown.
Opting to ignore the comment, you asked them what they wanted. You didnât make eye contact with Rafe when he gave you his order, hand unsteady as you wrote it down. When you left them to go and get their drinks, you werenât surprised to hear the scrape of a chair behind you. You were focused on rounding the counter, reaching for some clean glasses.
âWhat the hell are you doing here?â
You didnât forget your last encounter with the rich blond, tempted to ignore his presence altogether, but you were unfortunate enough to know how Rafe operated. Pausing in your movements, you turned to look at him, not surprised at all by the unhappy look on his face.
âIâm working, Rafe. What does it look like?â
You eyed the way his jaw ticked, finger gently tapping against the counter as he simplyâŚstared you down. You glanced away, realizing that he didnât have any power over you anymore. No, you werenât completely out of the woods, but you had a secured source of income, and youâd happily struggle and scrape over sleeping with Rafe ever again.
âGo find some other struggling girl to take advantage of,â you finally said to him, grabbing their drinks and making your way to their table without a backwards glance.
Working at The Wreck was hard work, and no matter how many shifts you covered and how many tips you got, it was still long and hard work for half the money Rafe had ever paid you. You knew this when Kie came to you about the job, but on the other side of it, you were so beyond grateful for it. You were still stressed, of course, your monetary problems not going away anytime soon, but it was the normal stress of the average working twenty-something.
It wasnât the kind of worry that came from a violent and abusive lover.
Rafe had been by the restaurant a few times since that day, and each time was more nerve-wracking than the last. Sometimes you served him, sometimes you didnât, but it didnât really matter because his gaze always found its way to you either way. On the days when Kie worked too, sheâd ask you if you wanted her to do something about him, but you always declined.
After all, what reason would you have her give to her parents for kicking out the son of Ward Cameron whoâto their knowledgeâhadnât done anything to warrant it?
Maybe you shouldâve listened to Kie though. While you didnât know if that wouldâve changed things, you at least would have felt better about attempting to do something. Perhaps it was the mere sight of watching you workâwatching you earn money independent of himâthat made him snap, made him drop all pretenses completely. Barring him from the restaurant while you were there mightâve triggered some out of sight, out of mind response. It mightâve forced him to slowly get over whatever this thing was that he had about you.
It might haveâŚ
âŚand it also might not have done shit. Perhaps nothing wouldâve changed, and you still wouldâve found yourself tearfully staring at Kieâs mom as you took off your apron for the last time.
It was a normal Saturday when the texts and emails came through. The busiest day of the week, the most packed the restaurant ever would be for the next six days, and youâd been placing some fries down in front of some familyâs kid when the noise in the restaurantâŚchanged. You hadnât been able to pinpoint how it changed, but if you did your best, it was like the chatters went from excitement about their food or whatever happened during the week to something else entirely.
One single thing that everyone was talking about.
You werenât getting paid to mind your patronsâ business, but you started to think differently about that when the people at the table you were next to started to heavily eye you. The whole restaurant was loud with hushed chatter, so you couldnât hear what they were saying, but the glances between the phones in their hands and you had you frowning.
You were slowly glancing aroundârealizing that that table wasnât the only oneâwhen you were yanked by your arm off the floor.
âWhat are you doing? Whatâs going on?â you worriedly wondered the moment Kie had you hidden from view.
The look on her face was hard to read, but her parted lips and wide eyes told you that she was horrified. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, seemingly unable to get the words out before slamming it shut, swallowing. The combination of her expression, her silence, and the lack of silence out there had a ball of dread forming deep in your gut.
âKie,â you softly said. âWhatâŚwhatâs wrong?â
It took her a moment to speak.
âItâs Rafe,â she softly said.
Your confusion only grew, still not quite understanding.Â
âWhat happened? Is he bothering you? DidâŚhe do something to you?â you hesitantly asked, fearful that your former tormentor had turned his sights onto your friend.
âNot to me.â
That simple sentence started to put the pieces together, and you turned your face towards the front of the restaurant, recalling the stares and whispers and listening to the excited chatter. Your skin grew cold, goosebumps erupting all over you, and that dread was long gone. It was instead replaced by nausea.
âHe sent everyone somethingâŚâ
âNo,â you heard yourself whisper.
â...a video.â
You turned to her with wide eyes, shaking your head in disbelief. Glancing down, you caught sight of her phone in her hand, and before Kie could stop you, youâd snatched it out of her grip. You moved out of her reach as she extended her arm, desperately trying to protect you, but it was too late.
You felt like you were weighed down by bricks as you stared at the two familiar faces on the screen.
It had to have been taken months ago, during one of the first few times youâd slept with him. You both were in Wardâs bedroom, and you remembered the day all too well, recalling the feel of his palm striking your skin and his voice in your ear before pulling your head down to his lip. Of course, it was that one and not one of the ones where heâd held you down and forced you to take his thrusts.
Your hand was empty, not even realizing when Kie had taken it back, simply staring into space at the memory of what was on that screen.
âY/N, when my parents find outâand theyâre going to find outâtheyâŚâ
Her words died in the air at the sound of footsteps behind you, and you flinched when you heard a familiar voice call your name. Mrs. Carerra didnât sound happy, and her expression fared no better when you turned around. You couldnât stop your tears from spilling over as she gestured for you to follow her further into the back of the restaurant. You knew what was coming, what Kie was trying to prepare you for.
It was what Rafe wanted, after allâŚand heâd gotten it.
It was hours later when you were sitting with your back against your door, your phone turned off, overwhelmed by the influx of missed calls and messages from your friends. Youâd only gotten a glimpse at them before finding your head bent inside of your toilet. Every single one of them bar Kie were shocked, their horror and confusion clear as day through their words. Only Pope had eventually sent a text that asked if you were okay.
âŚand the truth was that you werenât.
You were so far from okay.
Rafe had won, heâd gotten exactly what he wanted, and even though Mrs. Carerra had expressed sympathy for your plightâmore angry at the situation than anything elseâsheâd still had no choice but to let you go. Every other business in town valued the Cameron family way too much, and the only place that had been willing to hire you had been swayed by Rafe too in the worst manner possible.
It was well after midnight when your door shook from harsh knocks. You hadnât moved in hours, just blankly staring at the wall, and you closed your eyes at the sound, positive it was one of your friends. You didnât have the strength to face them, to answer questions and either break down or pretend you felt far better than you actually did.
You did, however, have the strength to face Rafe, your gaze lifting when his voice met your ears, demanding that you open the door.
His fist was still in the air when you swung it open, looking at him like he was something youâd find on the bottom of your shoes. He looked as put together as ever, completely unfazed by what heâd done. And why wouldnât he be? This wouldnât hurt his reputation and success in this town a bit. If nothing else, the video would have even more girls falling at his feet, but for some reason he didnât seem to want that.
He preferred to force your hand instead.
âWhat is wrong with you?â you tearfully asked him, throat tight.
He didnât respond right away, touching his tongue to his lip as his gaze roamed behind you.
âYou gonna let me in?â
Your eyes almost popped out of your sockets, and he gave a haughty laugh.
âItâs not like Iâve left you with much of a choice, now, have I?â
He sounded soâŚproud of himself, and all you could do was cry as he brushed past you. He closed the door for you, noticing that you were struggling to move, and he kept his hand on the wood, his chest grazing your back as he pressed his face into your hair. You heard him deeply inhale, and you squeezed your eyes shut.
âI told you how this would end,â he whispered. âI gave you a chance to be smart about this.â
You went to move away from him, but his other hand shot out to grip your arm.
âYouâre the one who made things way more difficult than they needed to be.â he continued. âWe had a good thing goingâŚand then you had to go and get sensitive and sentimental.â
When he forced you to face him, you kept your eyes on the collar of his shirt. The silence stretched as you refused to look at him, and you eventually heard Rafe heave a sigh. He let your arm go, and you watched him reach into his pocket, disappointed but not surprised by the roll of one hundred dollar bills he pulled out. When he straightened, he took your hand and placed the money in your palm, clasping your hands together.
A few more tears escaped when his fingers threaded through yours.
âDo you still feel like fighting this?â he quietly asked. âLet me know, right now, because I have all the timeâand moneyâin the world.â
He slowly pulled you closer.
âYou donât.â
You shakily exhaled, reluctantly lifting your gaze to meet his own. You stared at one another for what felt like too long, and when he leaned in, taking your silence as defeat, you let him kiss you. It was a salty kiss, your own tears mixing in, but Rafe didnât seem to mind, moving his lips against yours with a growing smile. His arm snaked its way around your waist, and the animalistic noise he let out told you just how excited he was to have you back under his thumb.
The couch seemed sufficient enough for him, bringing you both to it as he peeled your clothes off. You shuddered as the air hit your naked skin, thoughtlessly moving closer to his own body heat, and Rafe pressed a kiss to your shoulder as he laid you down. It felt like ages since youâd last slept with him, but you knew that wasnât why you were trembling.
You were trembling because you finally realized you were sleeping with a monster. Before, Rafe had just been an opportunistic asshole to you. Rich, spoiled, selfish, the list went on, but now he was so much more than that. He was now someone whoâd raped you on more than one occasion, and who had proved that heâd do anything to make you completely reliant on no one but him.
How else could he ensure that youâd never leave him? Never have any other choices but him? Youâd eventually have to leave Outer Banks one day, you knew that to be true if you ever wanted a life independent of him, but that video could follow you around for the rest of your life, and very probably would.
When Rafe sheathed himself inside of you, stretching you out in a way that was regularly familiar to you, you gasped. The blond wasted no time in adopting a steady pace, fucking you hard against your couch, his fingers pressing into the arm of it. His grunts were soft in your ears, and despite your combined hatred and fear of him, you werenât able to swallow down the whimpers that escaped your lips too.
You didnât know what kind of hard on Rafe had for fucking someone he deemed so far beneath him, even more so to go through so much trouble of forcing you right back into his bed. You didnât understand it one bit, and part of you never wanted to. You didnât want to understand a thing that went on inside of his head, didnât want to understand the thought process behind doing what heâd done to you.
His fingers scraped down your thigh before yanking you forward as he sat up some, looking down to where his cock disappeared into you. He was focused on the sight, lips parting as he panted from above you. He didnât lean back down until your leg was over his shoulder, preventing you from moving much as he used you to chase his high, hips repeatedly curving against yours and forcing you to grip the couch.
âI missed this pussy so much,â he murmured, lips grazing the corner of your mouth as he spoke. âYou drive me crazy, you know that?â
You hadnât before, but you did, now.
When his hand landed on your throat, it didnât hurt, but his thumb applied just enough pressure to keep you alert.
âIâll stop calling your friends dirty Pogues if that makes you feel better,â he whispered, a gentle kiss from his lips to yours. â...but you still belong to me.â
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Love and Deepspace men x fem!reader slightly unhinged and NSFW HCs, PART 2!
Once again, minors do not interact! I made you guys a part 2 of my current thoughts. No plot or card spoilers in my comments or reblogs, please and thank you đ
Part 1
Rafayel
Have you met this man? He wants to know where youâre at and who youâre with at all times. So jealous. Itâs probably in your best interest to forget other men exist once youâre dating him
Convinced you to suck his dick while heâs painting to see if it helps convey emotion into his paintingâhe accidentally pushed the paintbrush through the canvas when he came
Loves when you ride himâitâs so cute watching you bounce on him and use his body for your own pleasure. This also allows him to sit back a little and enjoy every sound you make, every facial expression, every feeling. Of course he does eventually get bored and flips you onto your back for his turn
Before youâre dating, he persuades you into being a nude model for him. He takes his time caressing your skin and telling you he has to âfeelâ the art, lets his hands wander and linger as he moves your body little by little until youâre in the exact position he wanted. Spends hours staring at your naked body, pretending to draw it (he finished his sketch hours ago but he doesnât want you getting dressed yet)
Kinks/fetishes: biting, marking, breeding, spit, primal, spanking, mirror sex, praise, wax, shibari, choking, exhibitionism
Loves a pussy jobâjust sliding his cock between your folds and tapping at your clit like heâs knocking on a door until he cums all over you. Loves this for two reasons: 1) you look exquisite with your clit swollen and body spattered in cum, and 2) the banter between the two of you during a pussy job is top tier. Itâs not quite degradation, but youâre both going back and forth in the most teasing way, riling each other up.
Has the biggest praise kink. He thinks he might actually die if you donât tell him how amazing he is at least 12 times a day
Part of the pretty dick club. Itâs actually perfectâthick but not too thick, long but not too long, nice veins wrapping around and well groomed at the base. Some would say itâs perfect.
Xavier
Sometimes when heâs flustered by you, his body emits a soft glow because of his evol. You notice it for the first time when you surprise him with a kiss to his cheek. He glows a little brighter the first time he kisses your lips too.
Heâs fallen asleep during sex before. Usually after several rounds, heâs cum twice already, and youâre laying on your sides on the bed and heâs lazily thrusting into you from behind and all of a sudden he stops. Sheathed inside you and an arm around your waist. When you look over your shoulder, heâs sounds asleep and already softly snoring. You have no choice but to do the same, falling asleep in his arms and keeping his cock nice and warm all night
His favorite position is missionary where your legs are wrapped around his waist and heâs slowly, deeply thrusting into you. He likes seeing every expression on your face, really feeling you sucking him in, hearing every breathy moan you try to hide from him. And he likes that he can kiss you whenever he wants
Likes to read at night, even though he falls asleep doing it. When you start staying nights at his place, he convinces you to read out loud to him and you do that every night until he falls asleep with his head on your chest.
Kinks/fetishes: hair pulling (he likes when you give a little tug), overstimulation, marking, cum play, face sitting, cockwarming
Loves fresh flowers and brings you new ones every week. He thinks theyâre pretty and hopes you appreciate them the way he does. Sometimes he buys them or sometimes he picks them from some lush patch in the forest. Always takes some for himself so he knows when they start dying and he needs to get you new ones.
Loves to lay his head in your lap so you can play with his hair
The kind of guy who will keep his hand holding yours no matter what because he wants to make sure youâre staying beside him. Sometimes takes one of your hands and puts it in the pocket of his sweatshirt with his just so it stays warm.
Zayne
He was very opposed to fucking in the hospital at first but then on a day he was super stressed, you stopped by and sucked him off under his desk while he reviewed charts and he was able to successfully perform a surgery other doctors thought was inoperableâhe was more lenient on sex in the hospital after that
Kinks/fetishes: size kink, spanking, brat taming, choking, degradative praise, impact (spanking/flogging/paddle), breeding, edging/denial, thigh riding, dirty talk
Has absolutely bent you over his knee to spank you when youâre being a brat and talking back to him all the time with no regard for your own well being. All he wants is to take care of you because you never take care of yourself. And he would take the best care of you.
Cunt smacks. No further explanation needed.
Favorite sex position is prone bone. He likes hitting it from the back because sometimes the prolonged eye contact that can come with facing each other makes him uncomfortable. But doggy style isnât what he wants because he wants to feel your body against his, holds you as close as possible. This position works best because every inch of him is atop you and he can feel your body there beneath him, he gets to tuck his head into your neck to bite or kiss or moan into, heâs close to your ear and can whisper filthy things or tell you how close he is or how good you feel around him, and most of all, this position has him so fucking deep inside you that he swore nothing in this life felt better the first time he entered you in this way
Allergic to saying nice things to you 98% of the time.
He runs cold because of his evol and sometimes when he cums, it feels like ice inside of you. Made you scream in surprise the first time but leads to some fun temperature play where he uses his tongue to warm you up after. Heâs also often cold and loves to curl up against you and tell you that youâre his heater.
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Three Times is Perfect
Male Reader x Haerin x Minji
Tags: 7k, first time, creampie, oral, threesome, tw
The story is not ours; we are simply alter the original story to our preferred settings.
âAre you ready for me? I hope youâre saving up for when I see you tomorrow đâ
Minji attached a video. It was taken right before we were going to be separated for months. The video started on her face, scrunched up in pleasure, then scanned down her chest to her perky tits that were crowned by stiff nipples. The video kept going down, showing her taut, flat stomach and the perfectly smooth shaved pussy.
Further down, I could see her pussy lips welcoming my cock over and over again accompanied by a wet sound.
Behind the camera, I could hear myself saying in a low, gruff voice, âFuck, Minji, Iâm about to cum.â
âJust cum inside me,â Minji moaned. âCum in me...â
The video shows me bottoming her out as far as possible, before emptying a weekâs worth of cum into her pussy. Minji moaned off-camera as I pulled my cock from her grasping pussy, allowing the cum to spill out of her, itâs overflowing. I paused the video.
âCome on,â I typed back.
âThat is not fair. Youâre making it difficult for me to stick to our agreement.â
I must admit that quitting masturbation for weeks was more difficult than I expected. But the girlfriend was going to be out of town for that whole time, and Iâd agreed to save it for her. Knowing the pent up passion will make my first time fucking her in weeks even better.
Our junior year of college ended three weeks ago, so our entire group of friends decided to take a vacation at Yejunâs familyâs home in Jeju before starting our summer jobs, and Minji needed to visit family, so she was only coming for the last leg of the trip.
âOnly 16 more hours,â Minji texted back. âI get in late tonight.â
âWake me up when you do,â I replied.
âIâve got a few ideas.â She attached another picture, this time of herself with two fingers buried inside her wet pussy.
âToo much teasing and itâs only 9 a.m. - Iâm blocking youâ I joked, before hearing a knock at the door.
âOne sec.â I called out, before texting Minji: âHave to go, big day of hiking ahead.â I put my phone down, then yelled to the door âCome in!â
Haerin stepped through the door, looking alert and chipper in athletic attire. She took in the room, frowning.
âWeâve only been here one night and your room already look like garbage dump.â
Kang Haerin. My childhood friend grew up two houses from me. We both went to the same college, which was several states away from our hometown, and we remained good friends. However, I canât say no one asked about me and Haerin, since weâre really that close.
She was undeniably beautiful. I wonder how she can be her while Iâm just⌠me? God really has a favorite.
Though many of our friends say that Haerin has a cat-like personality. Thatâs right, âa catâ as in small domestic animals covered with fur. See, I'm not sure where they got that idea.
Watching her grew into a stunning, willowy woman with a shapely ass and breasts that were on the smaller side but perfectly fit her short frame. I knew she was beautiful, but our relationship was never particularly romantic, which suited us perfectly. We worked too well as friends to risk anything. Besides, she had been the one to introduce me to Minji, and Haerin was dating Yejun.
âYou know how I feel about putting clothes in drawers while on vacation. Besides, you donât have to share my room,â I said.
I stealthily tucked my erection into my waistband and stood up, brushing past her to grab one of the shirts from the ground to put it on.
âYouâre horrible,â Haerin said with a laugh. âAnyway, I was just coming to rouse you for breakfast. Everyone else is done eating.â
âShould I pack a hat?â
âI donât know. Yejun said there was a chance of rain. Can I check the weather from your phone?â
âSure.â
Haerin picked up my phone, then let out a yelp and dropped it. She blushed furiously âWaaaa, Sorry, Sorry!â
âWhat?â I crossed to the bed and picked up my phone. Minji had texted one last picture, this one a closeup of us having sex. The caption read: âDonât tire yourself out too much.â Haerin had picked up my phone only to get an eyeful of my cock stretching out her friendâs pussy.
âSorry, I didnât realize that would be up on my phone,â I said, embarrassed. âMinjiâs been... sending me stuff in preparation for her arrival tonight.â
âOh, yeah- no, I get it.â Haerin blushed even deeper, then paused. âI- I only looked for a second, so I barely saw anything.â
âNo, of course.â I said.
She looked more flustered than I had seen her in a long time. Neither of us knew what to say.
âI- Iâll just check the weather on my phone,â Haerin said, rushing out of my room.
Given that she was dating Yejun, I assumed she had overcome her embarrassment and shame about sex, but she was still fairly innocent. However, she had just been surprised with a close-up photo of her two friends having sex, so who wouldnât be embarrassed?
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Despite the late start, a few cups of black coffee jolted me awake for the hike. Our other friends were experienced hikers who were glad to drag us along at their rapid pace, up trails with pine needles that covered treacherous rocks and roots. I spent the majority of the hike watching where I put my foot, expecting to twist my ankle at any second. When I did hike without my eyes glued to the ground, I found them drawn up perfect, toned, slender legs to Haerinâs ass in her tight athletic shorts. She was walking ahead of me, holding hands with Yejun.
I shake my head. Clearly, a combination of Minjiâs teasing and the sexual frustration of the last few weeks had transformed me into a dog, slobbering over anything with the slightest female form.
We stopped for water at a clearing that looked out over the miles of trees below us. As I drank from my water bottle, Yejun pulled me aside.
âCan I ask you something? Itâs about Haerin.â
âWhatâs up?â I thought Haerin had told him about the picture sheâd seen of Minji and me and I was ready to apologize.
âHaerin and I have been dating for like eight months now, and...â he paused, a little awkward. âI know this is weird, since you guys have been friends forever, but Iâm just gonna say it: I kinda thought weâd be doing more, sexually, by now. All weâve done is dry humping, nothing below the clothes.â
Hearing that was surprising, but not completely unexpected. I donât know how that made me feel. Part of me was bummed for my friends that they were missing out on all the great things sex had to offer, but another part of me, one I didnât realize was there, felt a flash of... something. Not surprise, but maybe lust. I tried to kept my face straight as he went on.
âSheâs said sheâs waiting to actually have sex, which I totally understand, but do you think sheâd want to do anything more than just make out and dry hump? Not just for me. Iâd like to make her... finish, you know.â
âI havenât talked with her about it, itâs not the sort of thing we discuss.â I said, truthfully.
âDo you know if sheâs ever gone further than that with her previous boyfriends?â He asked.
âWhat previous boyfriends?â
Haerin had never dated anyone seriously before Yejun. Hell, the only reason I knew she was straight in high school was that sheâd talk about having crushes on boys, but when Iâd tell her to do something, sheâd refuse.
âIf I were you, Iâd just let her lead the way. She does what she wants, but not before sheâs ready.â I added.
On the way back down the mountain I watched Haerin with more curiosity. It certainly explained her reaction to the picture - she was totally inexperienced, so maybe it was more disgust at what she had seen. I felt bad for just leaving my phone open. I knew her well enough to know her reaction wouldnât be one of judgment, but it had to make her uncomfortable. I resolved to apologize when I got the chance.
By the end of the hike, we were all soaked in sweat. Haerin pulled up her shirt to mop her flushed face, I could make out the tender curve of her breasts beneath her sports bra⌠I felt another pang somewhere in my stomachâŚsurprisingly hard nipples. When she lowered the shirt she was looking right at me. I looked away, a little too late.
Damn, I thought, cursing the fact that Minji wouldnât return for another eight or nine hours. I just needed to stop myself from getting horny for long enough not to do something stupid.
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âWell, Iâm gonna head to bed,â Yejun said, getting up. It was late at night and weâd put on a movie after the night of drinking had wound down. Just about everybody had drifted off from the movie and gone to sleep, save for me, Yejun, and Haerin, whoâd seen it through to the end. We were all tired, dressed for bed.
âIâll be right there,â Haerin said, as Yejun wandered off groggily. Then she turned to me, a small smile on her lips. âT minus two hours until Minji gets here. Are you excited?â
âOf course. I miss her a lot.â
âI mean, are you... excited?â Haerin said, gesturing down at my crotch.
âHahaha,â I said sarcastically.
Haerin sat in a comfortable recliner across from me, her legs crossed under her. Without realizing it, my eyes drifted down her pajama-clad form and I saw with a start that she wasnât wearing panties under her loose pajama shorts. I could make out a small dark bush and the tight cleft at the top of what seemed to be her beautiful innie pussy. Of course she wasnât shaven, I thought, my cock beginning to thicken. Sheâd never even had sex.
âI guess she hasnât been too far away, considering all those pictures,â Haerin said.
She shifted on the chair. I got an even better view of her small bush, and through it, her neat pussy lips.
âYeah. Iâm sorry about that. You shouldnât have to see that.â I tore my eyes away from the faint glimpse of her pussy.
âNo, I liked it,â Haerin said. âThe wifiâs terrible out here, so my porn has been taking forever to load. Easier to just get it off from the two of you.â
âThereâs plenty more where that came from,â I joked.
âIs there?â
I looked at her, trying to decide whether she was bluffing. Weâd both had a lot to drink, but the several hours of the movie had sobered us up. She didnât usually speak this brazenly.
âYeah. Videos, too.â
Haerinâs face was now as flushed as mine, is sheâs serious?
âCan I see it?â
âShould I airdrop them?â
Haerin stood up and walked across the room to mine. My heart started to beat fast. I couldnât stand up, because I was so hard.
âShow me.â
I opened my phone, trying to keep my hands from shaking. I pulled up the picture sheâd seen, the close-up of Minjiâs pussy with my bare cock drilling into it.
âReally?â I asked.
Haerin nodded. She leaned down, and I caught the soft curve of her small breast down her sleep shirt. I hesitated, then thought, Fuck it. I turned the phone to her.
âIâve already seen this one,â she whispered, sending a shiver up my spine. This was bad. I was too horny. I should lock my phone and get out of here. I swiped to the next one -- the video of me and Minji, paused with the cum trickling out of her pussy, her tits and face in the shot.
âWhere are you?â
I rewound the video. The only sound in the room was the slick squishing noise of me and Minji fucking, then her moaning. Haerinâs mouth was half-open as she watched.
âFuck, Minji, Iâm about to cum.â At that, I quickly paused the video, returning to my senses. This was too much. Too personal. Minji wouldnât want me showing intimate videos of us to one of our best friends. And did I really want Haerin to see my dick? I was more drunk than I thought. And so was she, if she allowed it.
âSorry,â I mumbled. âI shouldnât show you that.â
âNo, itâs okay,â Haerin muttered. âItâs⌠hot. I have a thing for small dicks.â
I looked up at her. She was grinning. We both burst into laughter.
âOh, youâŚâ I said, leaping up to grab her. She shrieked and tried to make an escape, but I grabbed her and tackled her, tickling her, onto the couch. We were both laughing. Only when I paused for breath did I realize what a bad idea that had been. I was still completely hard, and was only wearing my boxers.
From beneath me, Haerin tickled me back, and I grabbed her arms, trying to keep her from tickling me.
The rest of it happened fast. I was on top of her, hard, and somewhere in the maneuvering, my cock must have slipped out of the hole in my boxers. I knew that reaching down to fix the situation would immediately make it clear to her what had happened, so I tried to keep her pinned, unable to look down. That was my undoing -- Haerin spread her legs, trying to get them around me for some reason.
All of a sudden, as she did, I felt my cock press up through the leg of her baggy shorts, against her mound. She gasped in surprise, moving her lower body back, but all that did was make my cock slip down, nestling into the hot wetness between her pussy lips. It happened so fast I didnât even think about the fact that she was dripping wet.
âIs that yourâŚâ Haerin started to ask, trying to reposition herself.
Then I felt my cockhead slipped inside her opening. We both froze. I looked down. Her pussy lips were stretched around my cock. I didnât even have time to think about how amazing her pussy looked -- how long Iâd wondered what it would look like, what sheâd feel like. Though I was only a few inches into her, it was almost too much for me.
âY- Youâre... inside me.â Her voice quavered.
It happened in such slow motion that the freeze-frame image of Haerin below me, looking down in open-mouth surprise at her shorts pulled to the side, her wet pussy clenching my bare cock is imprinted on my mind, though the moment only lasted a second or two.
âIâm sorry,â I said. âI didnât mean to...â
âNo⌠I- I wasnât wearing panties, itâs my...â She trailed off, her breath ragged.
The moment felt like a dream. Neither of us was moving to pull apart. My cock throbbed inside her, and she gasped as I felt her pussy clench. She was getting wetter, somehow. Involuntarily, I pushed an inch further into her, my cock moving on its own to bury itself as deep into her scalding hot pussy as it could.
âWaitâŚâ she said, her voice soft and strained.
âDonât-â Then she was cut off by a gasp. Her body shuddered, and her legs which still around my back, pushed me deeper into her. I bottomed her out, God her pussy is sooo tight.
Haerin was small, but she could take my whole length buried snugly inside her. Then she came, hard, trying to stifle her own moans while her pussy clenched around my cock.
âAnhh- fuck IâmâŚcumming...â Haerin whimpered.
Her body jerked, and she wrapped her arms around mine, pushing our bodies together. Her pussy felt too tight. I wasnât going to last, especially after three weeks of no sex or masturbation. I was bare inside of her, I couldnât cum in her. With the last ounce of my willpower, I tried to pull out.
âHaerin, Iâm gonnaâŚâ
I only made it halfway. Haerin, who was still shuddering in orgasm, firmly pulled me back into her. That feeling of sliding my entire length back into her tight pussy was the end of it. I felt my cock swelling up, before I came hard, deep inside her.
As my cock jerked, shooting cum against the back walls of her pussy, her eyes snapped open. She could feel my warmth splashing into her.
âNo, no, Iâm notâŚoohhhâŚâ
She writhed in orgasm again, while I emptied weeksâ worth of cum into her. Any thought of trying to pull out was forgotten. All I wanted to do was bury into her and fill her up. I came and came. Each jerk of my cock within her drew another small moan from her. Her pussy squeezed my cock tighter than any I had ever experienced.
âOh my god....â she moaned softly.
I slumped down on top of her, breathing heavily into her neck. We stayed like that for a while, until the last jerks of my cock and the last of her small shudders subsided, indicating that weâd ridden out our climaxes.
I lifted my head to look at her. She was beautiful- wide brown eyes, cheeks flushed, her hair a mess on her sweaty forehead. Through her white sleep shirt, I could see the outlines of her areolae and the tiny tents of her nipples. We looked at each other for quite a while, faces close together, then she shook her head in wonder.
âI canât believe that just happened.â
Haerin looked down on our connection, where my cock was still buried inside her. Her pussy was overflowing with our mixed love juice, dripping and creaming around my cock.
âYou cum inside meâŚâ she said, quietly.
âI- Iâm so sorry,â I said, âI didnât mean to-â
âNo, I stopped you from pulling out. I... Iâve never cum that hard before. It was⌠really good, I didnât want it to end.â
âMe neither,â I said, and she let out a small laugh. As she did, her pussy squeezed me, milking another drop of cum from me.
I breathed out and lifted myself up, pulling my cock out of Haerin with a soft squishing noise. My cum dripped out from between her legs, and she reached down to catch it with her fingers. âWow.â
âIâm sorry.â
âDo you always... cum this much? How does Minji take it all?â
The mere mention of Minji twisted my insides. âOh, godâŚâ
âDonât feel bad. It was an accident.â Haerin was still on her back, legs spread, looking up at me, making no effort whatsoever to conceal her small, hairy, freshly fucked pussy. It was a beautiful sight.
âYeah, An accident.â I said.
âNo need to explain to either Minji or Yejun why you took your best friendâs virginity and pumped her pussy full of cum, especially when it wasnât on purpose.â
âOh fuck- Haerin, IâŚâ In the rush of sensations, I had completely forgotten that I had taken her virginity.
She finally stood, barely reaching my collarbone. I couldnât read her expression. Then she just pulled off her shirt, revealing her beautiful round, petite breasts that sat high on her chest, with brown nipples that looked perfect on her small tits. She slid her shorts down, revealing her pussy in all its glory. A line of cum is dripping down her legs.
âIâm going to need to shower.â She looked dead serious.
I couldnât tell if she was angry, confused, sad, or⌠I was horrified to think Iâd just ruined one of my longest friendships.
âHaerin, IâŚâ
âCome join me.â
She took a step toward me and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back. In my dazed state, I hadnât tucked my cock back into my boxers, and it was pressing into her mound. I was still wet from our combined juices. Haerin looked up at me. Tentatively as if we hadnât just fucked, I leaned in to kiss her. Our lips met in a spark of passion, we kissed with an open mouth as our tongues probing hungrily for each other, And as if it had been forever. Finally, we broke apart.
âLosing virginity to your best friend, that was the best way to lose my virginity I could have ever asked for.â
Haerin took my hand and led us to the bathroom before locking the door behind us.
âNever know when Yejun will be back,â she said softly.
Haerin turned on the shower. Undressing myself as I watched her outline in the mirror, her incredible ass, tight and perfect for her frame, and that pristine lips between her legs. She shivered after splashing water on her breasts to test their warmth.
âThis place takes forever to turn on the hot water,â Haerin said.
I was zooning out, naked, half-hard, staring at her. ���What?â
âOh- just trying to figure out where weâre going from here.â I added.
âDonât overthinking it. We will always love each other. One accident wonât change that. Besides, thereâs something poetic about losing your virginity to the same person you had your first kiss with. Someone you can really trust.â
As she spoke, she stood close to me in this small bathroom. It was surreal having this conversation with your best friend, not to mention that both of us naked, having just fucked, cum still dripping out of her pussy. I started to get hard again, cursing myself for being this horny.
âWow,â she said, looking down at my crotch.
âAlready? You are insatiable.â
âIâve just been wondering how you look naked, and here you are. Iâm sorry, I didnât mean to make it weird.â
Haerin grabbed my cock with her slender hand.
âWhy do you think I wanted to shower with you?â
She got down on her knees, looking up at me with her beautiful eyes and her small mouth half-open. Slowly but surely, she reached out her tongue to lick my tip. A strand of our mixed juice trailed from her tongue.
âHaerinâŚâ
âIâve never given a blowjob, either,â she said thoughtfully, working her hands up and down my shaft. She circled the tip with her tongue.
âI assumed it would happen before I had sex. I definitely didnât think Iâd be licking my own cum off a cock that had just finished inside me,â she said.
She parted her lips and enveloped my cock in the warm wetness of her mouth. She bobbed up and down on my shaft several times, cleaning her pussy juices and mine off with her tongue. Then she pulled back, looking up at me while continued to jerk my cock.
âI canât tell if this is you or me, but wow, we taste really good together.â
Before I could answer, she closed her lips around me again, gradually finding a rhythm as she sucked me. I stroked her hair, looking down at the beautiful sight before me, Haerinâs hair is a mess, sucking her best friend cock, her nipples protruded proudly from her pert breast. Her mouth felt almost as amazing as her pussy, and I soon found myself swelling with anticipation. She clearly felt it too as she took me out of her mouth and askedâŚ
âWould you rather cum in my mouth or in my pussy?â
It was strange to hear her, the innocent, sweet, nerdy Haerin, talk like this.
âI didnât realize you liked talking dirty.â
âYou know me,â she said, smiling. âIâm a detail-oriented person.â She continued on sucking, demonstrating a surprising skill despite the fact that itâs her first time giving a blowjob.
She looked up at me and repeated her question.
âSo, in my mouth or in my pussy?â
âHonestly I want to do both, but you know me, always indecisive⌠and God⌠itâs hard to think with your mouth is on me.â
Haerin stood up as the bathroom started to steam up.
âThink the waterâs warm enough?â She asked, grinning.
She pulled me into the shower and our bodies intertwined under the water. I grabbed and kissed her hungrily, working my hands down her breasts, to her side, to her tight ass, pulling her close to me and pressing my cock against her. She lifted her leg onto the side of the bathtub, spreading herself to me. I got down on my knees and pressed my lips against her slit. She moaned in pleasure, but she turned my head, forcing me to look up at her.
âYou donât have to. I⌠I havenât shaved.â
âI donât care about that. Besides, Minji isnât either.â
âYeah,â Haerin said, inhaling as I planted a kiss on her nether lips. âIâve seen the evidenceâŚanhhhâ Small moan escapes her lips.
âI want to taste youâŚâ
That was the last word I said before I sank my tongue into her folds, working my way up to her clit and then back down, slowly. I slid a finger into her, pumping slowly in and out as I sucked and licked her clit. Iâve always loved the taste of pussy, and Haerinâs was no exception. As I finger-fucked her, I switched the up and down motion with my tongue to a circular motion, right on her clit.
âEnhhh god, please⌠just like that,â she whimpered.
âYouâre gonna make me cum again... ahhhâ
I kept up exactly like that, furiously tonguing her clit and driving my finger in and out of her. Her breath became heavier, and she pushed herself towards me, grinding hard against my mouth. I savored the taste of her tangy opening as she approached her second orgasm of the day.
Finally, with a great heaving sigh and a jerk of her body, she came. While her first orgasms had been hard and all-consuming, but relatively short, this one lasted longer, crashing like a slow wave. I held my mouth to her pussy and continued what I was doing until she stopped thrashing. She lifted me up and kissed me passionately.
âSo, what do I taste like?â She asked smilingly.
âHmm, you taste really good Haerinâ
âHave you ever tried lemon zest?â I added.
âMmmâ
âYou taste just like that,â I said, grinning.
She stood there for a moment, thinking about what I had just said, then she slapped my hand playfully, and we both burst out laughing.
I kissed her again, silencing her protest. She felt my cock nuzzled at her opening. She reached down and pump it up and down, stroking it up and down in a slow motion, we broke our embrace and she looked up at me. Water cascading down her breasts and dripping off her nipples.
âYou didnât cum in my mouth, and it seems that your dick made the choice for you. In my pussy it is.â
âHaerin. Once is an accident, twice is a choice,â
âJust for tonight, kay? I need you in me.â She said softly.
I slowly began to push in through her tight pussy lips, a thought crossed my mind and I looked at her.
âYouâre not on birth control, are you?â She shook her head, kissing me again and spread her legs wider so I could go deeper into her. And deeper it went, I began to push deeper, faster, and harder over and over again as her pussy stretching to accommodate its intruder.
âI could have sworn you got bigger just now,â she whispered, a small moan escapes her lips with every thrust.
âMaybe I like cumming inside you without protection.â
âEhm yeah? maybe I like that, too⌠Ahhâ
I looked down at our connection, how her perfect lips split open by my grith. She was so unbelievably silky and wet, the perfect pussy that I would ravage forever if I had the chance. And I was bare inside her. I couldnât tear my eyes away from her pussy or her petite breasts, barely moving as I bottomed out in her again and again.
âCan I ask you something?â she panted between strokes.
âWhat?â
âWho... who feels better? Who do you like fucking more? Me or Minji?â
âThatâs not fair,â I said. âLook who Iâm inside of right now.â
Talking about Minji while fucking Haerin emphasized the forbidden feeling of it all. I could feel another orgasm rushing on, so I closed my eyes and tried to delay it.
âBut if you had to say. And you can be honest.â She said.
âWhen I fuck Minji,â I said, slowing down my frantic thrusting.
âItâs amazing. She has the most incredible body, experienced, and knows exactly what to do to get me to cum. Sometimes I just enjoy burying myself in her pussy and feeling all of her around meâ
âGod, Haerin, you are so tightâŚâ I stopped, holding my throbbing cock as far into her as it would go. Her eyes were mostly closed, savoring the feeling.
âSometimes when I finish in her, sheâll reach down and taste me. Which just gets me going again. I have filled her up every different way. Just about every time youâve seen her, sheâs been full of me.â Haerin moaned at this, clenching me inside her.
âBut you⌠itâs a whole different thing, fuckâŚâ I growled.
I started to build up the pace, gripping her tighter as I pound her faster. Haerin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.
We froze.
âHaerin? Are you in there?â
It was Yejun. He sounded tired. Haerin looked at me, unsure what to do.
âNghhâŚyeah,â she called out. âIâm almost done.â
âWhy are you showering this late?â
I could hear the wet squelch of her pussy even over the rushing water of the shower as I slid my cock in and out of her. She struggled to maintain her voice even as she responded.
âI- I was feeling⌠a little dirtyâŚmmhhâ
âAre you okay babe?â Yejun asked.
âHmm⌠yeah⌠I- I just need a moment- nghhâŚâ
I couldnât hold out much longer. I whispered in her ear as I thrust into her âIâm going to cum.â
âDonât cum too much,â Haerin warned in a low voice, pausing to gasp as I bottomed out in her. âYouâre still going to need some for Minji tonight.â
âIâd rather use it all up in you.â
âAlright, Iâm going to sleep,â Yejun said from outside.
He had no idea I was fucking his girlfriend for the second time ever, readying to burst my cum into her unprotected pussy, again. Haerin maintained eye contact with me as I sank deeper into her.
âIâll come soon,â Haerin shouted to him, in a voice that I was sure sounded like she was being fucked. I looked down at her naked body, taking in the sight of her pink ravaged pussy and her firm tits, my thrusts increasing in intensity.
âHaerinâŚâ That was all I could groan out before I pulled her tightly as I buried my cock as deep as it could go into her and burst my second load, painting her wall white as far as it could reach. Iâm sure her womb is full of those small tadpoles by now.
Last time had been incredible for its novelty, but it had all happened so fast that I didnât take it all in. This time, I looked down at her, eyes wide open in pleasure as she felt the warm of cum quickly filling her up. I pulled out halfway and pushed in again, watching, satisfied, as a glob of cum was pushed out around my cock, painting her lips white.
Haerin held me hard, flinching as she came down from her orgasm, while I fucked my last drops of cum into her. I was as far up her pussy as I could go and there was nothing between us. I looked down at her cum-filled pussy split open as I pulled out. Cum poured out of her and onto the floor of the shower.
She inserted two fingers into herself and pulled them out, covered in cum. She brought her fingers to her mouth and let me watch as she licked them clean.
âBetter than Minji?â She asked with a low voice. In response, I leaned in to kiss her, our two tastes mingling as our lips met.
We toweled off quickly and went our separate ways after one last kiss. The last thing I thought before falling asleep was âI hope we did a good enough job washing each other off and -- out of ourselves.
â
I woke up the next morning, groggily taking in my surroundings, it was sunny in my room. Minjiâs bag was on the desk. I realized Minji must have gotten in and not woke me up, or worse, sheâd tried to wake me up and Iâd been too tired. Then I felt a warm, wet mouth wrap around my cock, which was rapidly hardening. I Recognize Minjiâs incredible lips as she looked up at me, smiling around my cock.
âGood morning!â She was topless, her breasts hanging down enticingly.
âIâm so sorry, I was really sleepy last nightâ I said.
Minji ran her tongue up the length of my cock, slowly and thoughtfully. âYou know you talk in your sleep, right?â
âWhat?â I asked.
âWell, usually you donât, but you must have been very tired.â She punctuated her sentences with slow licks on my cock. âSee, when I came in and got naked and tried to wake you up, you said the darnedest thing.â
Minji buried my cock in her mouth, deepthroating me until her nose was pressed against my pubic bone before pulling back out, lines of spit connecting her mouth to my shaft. I looked down at her, puzzled.
âRight around the time I got you into my mouth, you looked at me and said, A third time in one night.â As she said that, my stomach clenched
She climbed up the bed, angling my cock in between her folds. âI didnât know what that meant, but then you said, If we keep this up, Haerin, Iâll have no cum left for Minji.â She sat down on my still-wet cock, letting me bury myself into her velvety pussy.
âAt first, I thought it might just be a wet dream. But then I tasted your cock and wouldnât you know it, I could swear you tasted... different.â She lifted off of me, angling my cock into her for maximum tightness, then slowly inched back down. My head was filled with competing emotions; I was turned on, guilty, horrified, and excited all at once.
âMinjiâŚâ
âDid you fuck Haerin?â
I didnât know what to do or say, besides⌠âIâm sorry...â
She sped up on top of me, working my cock inside her as only she knew how. âI thought she was a virgin.â
âShe... she was. The first time was an accident,â I regretted and cursed myself. After these words left my mouth. Why the hell did I have to say âthe first time?â
âThe first time was an accident huh...and the second?â
âIt was- less of an accidentâŚâ This was crazy. What was going one? She didnât seem to be mad, asking the questions in a matter-of-fact tone, as if we were having a simple conversation while I was fucking her.
âIâm guessing you didnât wear a condom based on the taste she left on you.â I shook my head slowly. âLucky her. She loses her virginity by having raw sex with her best friend. Did you cum inside her?â
I nodded. My cock throbbed inside Minji, edging closer to orgasm. We both felt it. She kept her pace, sliding her perfect pussy up and down my cock.
âShe got three weeksâ worth of your cum. Was her pussy... overflowing?â she asked, again.
All I could do was nod, getting closer to my own orgasm, what the hell with all these questions anyway?
âAre you thinking about it right now? Picturing how she looked?â
âItâs- hard not to, when you asking about it⌠nghh fuck Minjiâ
âAre you gonna cum in me while thinking about Haerin?
In response, I pushed all the way into Minji and emptied the cum I had left up her pulsing canal. She moaned louder, grinding her clit hard against mine, and she cummed too. I held Minji close as my cock emptying itself inside her.
I noticed a movement near the door.
Haerin stood in the doorway, her gaze fixed on the spot where Minji and I were joined: Minji on top in a cowgirl position, legs spread, my cock splitting her open with her ass facing the door. Haerin could see our connection where I was bottoming out deep insider her friend.
Minji saw where I was looking and turned around to see Haerin. Haerin flushed and backed away from the doorway, but Minji called out to her, âYou can come in.â After a brief moment, Haerinâs head reappeared, beet-red.
âIâm sorry, I didnât mean toâŚâ
âMean to what?â Minji cut her off.
I was still hard inside Minji and I could feel drops of our cum running down creaming my shaft. Haerin tried hard not to look at it, but failed, miserably.
âYou didnât mean to watch, or you didnât mean to fuck my boyfriend and take all his cum like a little slut?â
Haerin said nothing, mortified. I didnât know what to say, either. Minji beckoned Haerin over to the bed, and she came hesitantly. She was wearing the same sleep shirt as last night, and her stiff nipples were clearly visible through it, maybe aroused by this all.
âDid you like watching us?â Minji asked and Haerin just nodded.
âSay it.â
âI liked watching,â Haerin said timidly.
âYou liked watching what?â
Haerin swallowed nervously. âAll of it. I liked... watching you... suck him off. I liked watching your pussy being pounded by him. I liked- watching⌠his cumming inside you.â
I was surprised to hear Haerin say that. The submissive side of her had taken over.
âCome here, you little slut.â Minji commanded.
Haerin got onto the bed, following her order. âNow I want you to taste our connection.â Haerin looked confused, so Minji clarified âTaste the place where heâs entering me.â
I was still rock-hard between Minji's lips. Haerin slid between my legs, looking directly at Minji's supple, round ass cheeks and her trimmed pussy around my cock. She tentatively reach oud her tongue to the underside of my cock. Slowly, she ran it up my shaft, gathering cum and Minji's cream on her tongue before reaching Minji's stretched pussy lips. She licked them up and around my cock, allowing me to feel her tongue on every pass. Minji breathed out slowly, clearly enjoying it.
âNow I want you to take him out of me and clean him off,â Minji said.
Haerin slowly reached out to grab my cock, which was slick with Minji's juices and my cum, and withdrew it from Minji with a soft squish. More of cum dripped on my cock. Haerin opened her mouth and leaned down take me in her mouth.
âDonât swallow,â Minji said. âKeep it in your mouth.â
Haerin bobbed her head up and down, deliberately licking and sucking the wetness off my cock. Directly in front of her nose was Minjiâs opening with cum dripping out slowly.
âNow put your mouth on my pussy and put it back in me.â
Haerin couldnât reply, her mouth full, she looked hesitant. Minji rolled over, spreading her legs in front of Haerin.
âHavenât you gotten enough of it? Put his cum back inside me.â
I was certain Haerin wouldnât do it. Fucking me was one thing, eating Minjiâs pussy was another. Would this new, submissive Haerin go for it? Still, she was holding the excess cum in her mouth, not swallowing it. She looked caught.
Minji absentmindedly rubbed her clit while waiting. Then, to my surprise, Haerin darted her mouth toward Minji's pussy, pressing her lips against it and reaching out her tongue to let the cum in her mouth dribble back into Minji's waiting hole. Minji moaned in pleasure.
âKeep going... make sure you get it all in...â
Haerin used her tongue to push the cum that had dribbled out of Minjiâs pussy back in. She began to fuck Minji with her tongue, in and out of her sopping hole, tasting my cum every time she reached deeper into Minji. Minji closed her eyes, rubbing her nipples with one hand and using the other to press Haerinâs face into her womanhood.
I was rock hard again. Haerin was eating the cum out of Minjiâs pussy, or, I guess, putting it back in. Was this a dream?
Minji writhed on the bed as Haerin continued lapping at her, bringing her tongue from the bottom of her pussy, where the cum had pooled, to the top, hungrily licking her clit. Minji gasped, her body rocked with waves of orgasm, and still Haerin kept going. I had never seen Minji orgasm from this angle, normally I was part of the process, and it was hot to see her body constrict in pleasure, tits bouncing, eyes screwed shut. It was even hotter watching Haerin eat her out.
Finally, Minji pulled Haerin's face away from her, which was wet with spit and our mixed juices. Both girls were panting.
âHave you ever gone down on a girl before?â Minji asked. Haerin shook her head, wiping off her mouth. She looked dazed but horny. âYouâre good at it.â
Minji looked over at me, at my cock, which was standing upright. âAnd after all that, heâs still ready.â
âThat was the hottest thing Iâve ever fucking seen,â was all I could manage to say.
Minji sat up and pushed Haerin down onto the bed, on her back. Under the sleep shirt, Haerin was wearing a pair of grey panties that were fully soaked through. Minji pulled the panties down, revealing Haerinâs wet, drenched pussy. As Haerin spread her legs, I watched her pussy lips come unglued from each other, revealing pink folds inside.
Minji reached down, into her own pussy, scooping my cum onto her fingers. She reached over and sank those fingers into Haerinâs. She moaned, writhing on the bed.
âYou donât need the extra lubrication,â Minji said, reaching down to spread her wetness over my cock. âBut itâll get you started.â
Minji pulled my cock to Haerinâs opening. I adjusted myself on the bed, getting up so I was supporting myself over Haerin. Minji slowly rubbed my tip up and down Haerinâs sopping lips, before putting me between them. Haerin cooed in pleasure.
âShow me how you fucked her.â
As I sank into Haerin for the third time, I looked over at Minji. My girlfriend was watching with rapt attention as I bottomed out in Haerinâs pussy. Then I looked at Haerin, who stared up at me with wide eyes. My longtime best friend, the girl I adored, was open beneath me.
âFill me up again,â Haerin whispered.
âOnce is an accident, twice is a choice, but three times?â I asked.
âThree times is perfect.â
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Unexpected Surprises
Summary: Logan x Fe!Reader -> Finding out your pregnant is one thing, having Logan know before you is another.
Disclaimer: Mostly fluff, descriptions of giving birth, Logan's senses are at their full power. He's also read the books. One swear word here and there. Not Proof Read.
If someone had told you, even yesterday, that you would be sitting inside your bathroom with Logan sitting against your sink counter, waiting for a pregnancy test to show you a result he already knewâŚ
You wouldnât have believed them.Â
They could have been cursed to tell the truth their entire lives and you still wouldnât have believed them.Â
Because it was baffling to you.Â
And it had all started because Logan - of all people - knew you were pregnant.Â
It had all started several weeks ago when you had met the team under the school inside Jean Greyâs lab. The others had been talking when you had arrived and slid in to stand beside Logan.Â
After a moment, he sniffed.Â
âWhat is it?â
âHave you changed your shower gel?â
You looked at him with a bewildered look. âNo, why?â
âYou smell different.â
âI donât know how comfortable I am knowing you can smell me.â You said, looking up at him. You knew it was a part of his mutation; heightened senses, but it still caught you off guard every now and then.Â
Logan shrugged. âI can always smell you.â
From there, you both turned to find out why youâd been called down to the lab.Â
Over the next couple of weeks, Logan noticed a change in you.Â
You started napping.Â
For the average person, taking a nap in the middle of the day wasnât unheard of. But for you, someone who practically lived off four to five hours a night of sleep, constantly running around the place doing things, unable to sit still long enough to even think about taking a napâŚ.
It was unheard of.Â
First it had been in the living room on the sofa whilst the kids were either out or in their rooms before theyâd get called for dinner. Then in the library, the hallway on the window seat bench, the kitchen. And Logan hadnât been the only one to find you napping.Â
But he was the only one to move you from where you were and into your bedroom.Â
And each day your scent was getting stronger.Â
For the life of him he couldnât put his finger on it. He had asked Jean about it but since you hadnât come to her, or hadnât seemed unlike your normal self, she didnât see anything to worry about.Â
Maybe your body was just finally making you listen and telling you to rest.Â
But as of a week ago, you had been throwing up every meal you had. But you didnât feel sick. Save for the twenty minutes before and after throwing up. Most of the time you felt hungry and nauseous at the same time.Â
Except, youâd kept the fact you kept puking to yourself. Until a morning meeting before classes were about to start.Â
âExcuse me, just a second-â
You just about managed to get out of the door and down the hallway before throwing up the toilet lid and emptying your breakfast back into the water.Â
Everyone looked around concerned and Jean was about to follow you when Logan caught her by the door. âLet me.â
Logan seemed to know something the others didnât.Â
âIs she okay?â
Logan nodded, looking around before finding Charles. âSheâs fine,â he replied, turning back to Jean.Â
âIâll be back in a minute.â
Closing the door behind him, Logan found you in the staff bathroom, the door unlocked.Â
Knocking on, he heard you take a breath before flushing the toilet and putting the lid back down. He slowly entered before closing the door behind him and looking at you as you sat on the lid of the toilet seat.Â
âHere,â Logan grabbed a fresh flannel and ran it under the tap before handing it to you and crouching on the floor so he could see you.Â
âThanks.â You took the flannel from him and placed it over your face, wiping it down before folding it over and running it down the back of your neck. âTwo weeks. Two weeks and I canât keep a meal down, but I feel normal.â
âThere might be an explanation for that.â
Then you felt yourself starting to cry.Â
You never cried.Â
At least, Logan had never seen you cry.Â
âI donât know whatâs wrong with me. One minute Iâm flushed and wanting to throw up my internal organs, the next I was to sleep for a decade and eat nothing but sugar. Maybe Iâm coming onto my period.â
âYouâre not.â
You threw the flannel into the sink before looking at Logan. âWhat?â
âYouâre not coming onto your period. Youâre pregnant, Y/n.â
âExcuse me?â
Logan sighed. âI canâŚsmell it. Your hormonal changes. And it would explain the tiredness, and the puking your guts up every five seconds. And the emotions.â
You just stared at Logan. âWhat?â
âIf you donât believe me, take a test. Maybe Iâm wrong-â
âYou are.â You told him. âI canât be pregnant. When would I have had-â
Logan raised an eyebrow at you as if to say, âYou really donât remember?â
You looked up, away from him and towards the door, doing the maths in your head.Â
âI canâtâŚ.no. No, I canât be pregnant.â
âLook,â Logan began. âAt least take a test. Just to be sure. I could be wrongâŚbut I donât think I am.â
The next day Logan drove you into the town and towards the local pharmacy.Â
Sitting out in the car, you unbuckled your seat belt and looked at the door before turning to Logan. âWill you come in with me?â
And he did. Without question.Â
Spending a few minutes searching for the tests, Logan found them and handed one over to you. âCan tell as early asâŚâ He read the box. âFive weeks.â
You nodded before looking back at the shelf, grabbing a different box of a different brand, just to be safe. At the counter, the cashier rang up both boxes for you. Neither you or Logan missed the light smile on her face as she looked between the two of you. However, the cashier missed the slightly awkward shift from Logan as he realised what she was doing and he somehow moved both closer to you and away from you at the same time.Â
âThatâll be seven, ninety five.â
You handed over a ten dollar bill and collected your change. Both yourself and Logan thanked her before shuffling away from the counter, Logan looking behind him as he opened up the door for you, finding the cashier smiling and waving you out.Â
By the time you both got home, you found a note on the desk in the hallway from Xavier. They had taken the kids out on a school trip to the museum. They should be back by dinner.Â
So that left you and Logan alone to stand inside your bathroom, avoiding looking at the two tests on the counter.Â
âI still think itâs weird you can smell the change.â You said out loud, sat on the toilet seat, your hands interlocked with each other. âI meanâŚwhat does it even smell like?â
You unlocked your hands and pressed them between your knees, turning to look up at him as he leaned against your sink counter.Â
Logan seemed a little out of it, his head somewhere else for a moment as his eyes remained fixed on the skirting board whilst he brushed a hand repeatedly across his face.Â
âHuh?â He snapped out of it, brushing his face one last time before moving his hands so they were against the cold counter before crossing his feet and crossing his arms once more. âOh, uh, I donât know, Itâs just different.â
âLike a bad different?â You asked.Â
âJustâŚstronger, I guess. Why do you even want to know? I thought you found it weird?â
You nodded. âI do. But you canât tell me youâve got questions for things you find weird.â
Logan looked at you. âWhat? Like your ability to watch a serial killer documentary before you go to bed, yet you wonât watch horror movies?â
âI knew you found that weird!â
Logan nodded. âThatâs because it is. Scott isnât allowed near you in the month of October because you said he watches too many scary movies.â
âI can see it in his aura. Being near Scott in the month of October is like putting you next to a magnet and hoping you donât get stuck to it. Horror movies scare me any time of year, itâs just stronger in October. And Scott watches too many.â
âWho knew the woman who used to work for the FBI, doesnât like horror movies?â
âTechnically, I worked in the labs. Not the field.â
âStill. FBI thatâs afraid of a couple jumpscares on a set full of actors. Kind of ironic if you ask me.â
âOh, please.â You replied, turned back to looking at the door. âYouâre just as scared of them. Donât think I didnât spot the claw shaped holes in the pillow from last Halloween.â
From the corner of your eye, you saw Logan squirm.Â
âHow long is left on this thing anyway?â
You looked at your phone. âTwenty seconds.â
You both watched as the timer went off before looking at each other. âReady?â
It took you a second, but you finally nodded and Logan stood back up straight. As did you before pulling the face down tests from the counter.Â
Logan stood behind you, his hand absentmindedly coming to your hip as he looked over your shoulder. You closed your eyes before turning them round and took another second before finally opening them.Â
It felt like the wind had been knocked out of you.Â
Two lines.Â
Both tests.Â
Two, vibrant, clear from space, lines.Â
And despite him being the first to know, everything suddenly felt a lot more real for Logan.Â
âOh my god,â you breathed out before you felt yourself starting to cry again. âOh my god.â
You looked at Logan through the mirror before turning around and his arms wrapped themselves around you as you stood on your tiptoes to bury your face into his neck.Â
âWhat do you need? Tell me what you need.â
You set yourself back on your feet, your eyes locked on Loganâs chest. âSleep? I think.â
Logan smiled a little and brushed the hair out of your face, kissing your forehead. âOkay.â
âLogan?â
âYeah?â
âWill youâŚâ The question disappeared. âStay with me.â
With his eyes fixed on yours, Logan nodded.Â
Laying down beside you, his arms wrapped around you whilst your legs tangled with his. And for a moment, he was transported back almost nine weeks ago when you and him had finally crossed the one line you both swore youâd never cross with each other, in a motel room, just off the highway leading back into New York.Â
Neither of you woke up until a few hours later where you found yourself lay on your side, Loganâs arm around your middle with his hand gently pressed to your belly, whilst he remained behind you, a little more on his front, his face half buried in his pillow.Â
Having felt you move, Logan stirred awake for a moment to fully turn onto his side. But you just kept looking at him.Â
Just like you had done almost ten weeks ago when you watched the sunlight that was beginning to peek through the curtains that never just quite shut all the way, dance across his bed-ridden hair and over the muscles in his back, ghosting over where the sheet was draped over his bottom half.
And just like then, you brushed a few of the stray hairs from his face, watching his too tired muscles unable to fight off the smile on his face whilst his hand came up and held yours against him for a moment before he kissed the centre of your palm.Â
âWhat time is it?â
âA little after fourâŚI think. I donât think the others are back yet.â
âI think weâd know if they were.â Logan joked a little before gazing at you. âHow are you feeling?â
âBetter, I think. A little less sick.â
âGood.â
You nodded for a moment before looking back at Logan. âI think I want to do this.â
Logan gave you a questioning look for a moment. âAre you sure?â
You nodded. âIâm sure. If you donât want to-â
âI want to.â
It wasnât ever a second thought for Logan when he had come to terms with you being pregnant, as well as him being the first to know. He would have supported any decision you made, but he couldnât help but feel a little more than happy when you confirmed his question.Â
He had been in love with you ever since you had splattered midnight spaghetti sauce on your face from when you had slurped spaghetti. He had chuckled and wiped a spot from your chin with his thumb.Â
Of course, he wasnât blind.
He had always found you attractive since he first met you, but becoming your friend and falling in love with you two years later over a bowl of spaghetti as you graded papersâŚthat was something he could have only ever dreamed of.Â
That night, he thought about kissing you. But promised himself he wouldnât. He couldnât. You were both friends.Â
And when you both almost kissed after having stepped into him whilst you were both outside looking for logs to put on the fire pit outside, he had a strong feeling you felt what he was feeling, too.Â
But fearâŚstopped you both.Â
And Rogueâs voice from shouting for you both since youâd both been gone ten minutes longer than you had planned.Â
But that night in the motel room.Â
Neither of you could deny it anymore. And there was no one around to interrupt.Â
Maybe both of you wished it had happened a lot more smoothly. But neither of you could deny you werenât not happy about what had happened.Â
âYou want to?â You rallied his words back to him, trying not to smile too much.Â
Logan nodded. âI want to.â
âGood.â
âGood.â
âOne thing,â you said. âWhat do we tell the others?â
âYou didnât tell anyone what happened?â
You shook your head. âNo. Work kinda got in the way.â
Which it did. A few hours after the motel, you had both gotten a call to get back to the school as quickly as you could. And work got too busy, neither you or Logan had time to talk about what happened and before you both knew it, it got too late to mention it again.
âDid you?â
Logan shook his head. âNo.â
âThis is gonna be a shock to their system.â
You nodded in agreement. âMaybe we donât tell them so soon. At least wait until the twelve week scan.â
âAgreed. Accept-â
âJeanâs got to know.â
Logan nodded and clicked his teeth.Â
âBut we can trust her. Maybe weâll just have to corner her in her lab before she and Scott have lunch together.â
Logan nodded. âGood idea. Does the lab even have a sonogram machine?â
You reeled back a little. âLoganâŚâ
âWhat? I might haveâŚreadâŚa couple of books.â
You could help but smile. âYou read books? On pregnancy?â
 Logan shrugged, once again trying to hide his smile. âHad to know if I was right about you being pregnant. And if I was, I wanted to knowâŚwhat to expect. Just because Iâm nearly 200 years old doesnât mean I know what Iâm doing.â
âAnd the entire world takes a sigh of relief. Even the oldest man in the world doesn't know what heâs doing. Maybe we donât have to have it all figured out right now.â
Logan smiled, his hand pressing gently against the bottom of your back, pulling you closer to him. âMaybe we donât.â
âBut weâre gonna do this together?â
Logan gave you a nod and smiled. âWeâre gonna do this together.â
By the time the others got back, Logan was on cooking duty since the smell of everything was sending you into waves of sickness once again, until Logan handed you a small bag of sweets with a couple of pretzels inside that helped curb your cravings and settled the sickness.Â
And, just like you had said, you found Jean in her lab just a little after Scott had left and told her what she needed to know.Â
Within moments she had you lay on the examination table and Logan wheeled a chair over to be by your side whilst she scanned your stomach to find your uterus.Â
âHave to say, you two took your time.â
âHuh?â
Jean smiled. âRogue was sure something had happened that night at the firepit when she went to find you two. When she finds out sheâs gonna be thrilled something did finally happen.â
You and Logan looked at each other. âOther than RogueâŚhow many people think thatâŚâ
âYou two would finally stop being idiots and do something about it?â Jean clicked a couple of buttons on the monitor. âEveryone.â
âEveryone?!â
Jean smiled. âYep. And now theyâre gonna be thrilled. Take a look.â
Jean explained what you were looking at. âSee, here their head, and their feet. They look pretty comfortable there, tucked up nice and cosy.âÂ
Jean did a couple other things whilst you and Logan looked at the screen, Loganâs hand taking yours in his before he kissed your palm again.Â
âWowâŚsheâs so small.â
You looked at Logan with a smile, and tears in your eyes. âWhat makes you so certain it's a girl?â
Logan shrugged. âI just do.â
Squeezing his hand, you smiled and looked back at the monitor.Â
âIâd put you at about a little over nine weeks. We should be able to hear a heartbeat.â
You looked a little shocked, not expecting to hear a heartbeat so soon. But Jean found it andâŚyou breathed. Or maybe you held it. You werenât quite sure.Â
âStay still,â Jean laughed a little.Â
âSorry,â you apologised.Â
Logan held onto your hand, tears forming in his own eyes. But for two reasons. One; finally being close to you, seeing your baby and hearing their heartbeat. And two; the small thumping Logan had heard every time he was around you, almost like an echo of your own â or maybe his â had been your baby.Â
The baby you were having together.Â
He had been hearing their heartbeat for almost a week.Â
âLoganâŚthatâs our baby.â
There was no stopping his smile. âThatâs our baby.â
With his other hand at the back of your head, his thumb making familiar strokes back and forth, he kissed you and you squeezed his hand a little tighter, never wanting to let go.Â
âIâll set this recording for you and print off a couple of pictures. Congratulations guys. Youâve got a very healthy baby.â
Jean did as she said she would and by the time you were clean of the gel and sat back up with Logan standing by your side, Jean gave you a couple of information booklets.Â
âI think Loganâs already got most of it covered,â you said with a smile, catching his slightly sheepish look. âBut thank you.â
Jean hugged both of you. âCongrats guys, and donât worry. They wonât hear anything from me.â
You smiled. âThank you.â
By the time you both got back to your room, you had one picture, as did Logan however the third one, Logan kept looking at.Â
Without saying anything, you both came to an agreement and it wasnât long before you found who you were looking for.Â
Closing the library door, you checked all the spaces before confirming both yourself, Logan and Rogue were alone.Â
âWhatâs going on?â
Coming to a stand, Rogue stood in front of Logan and you rounded the table to stand beside him.Â
He held out the picture. âWe wanted to give you this. Figured you should be the first to knowâŚapart from Jean.â
Rogue took the photo in her hands from Logan, it taking a minute before it all finally clicked in her head and confirmed what she was looking at.Â
Baby Y/L/N HOWLETT printed in bold white ink in the corner.Â
Rogue burst into a smile and let out a small laugh before hugging both of you quickly. âOh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god!â
âBut you canât tell anyone.â Logan told her. âAt least not yet.â
Rogue shook her head. âI-I wonât. I promise. Oh my god!â
She hugged you both again before stepping back.Â
âI knew something was going on between you two! Congrats, guys! Oh, my god! This is justâŚincredible. Insane.â Then she calmed down for a moment. âThank you for telling me.â
Logan shrugged. âFigured the kidâs Aunt would want to know first.â
Rogue smiled even brighter and then looked down at the picture lovingly. âWhen do you find out the gender?â
âIn a couple of weeks,â you smiled, holding onto Loganâs hand and arm. âBut he thinks itâs a girl.â
âYou do?â Rogue asked, with a smile still prominent on her face. âYou two are gonna make the best parents.â
âThank you.���
âThanks, Kid.â
And she was right.Â
As was Logan when, only a few weeks later, Jean confirmed that you both were in fact going to be the proud parents of a baby girl.Â
And by the time it came round to you giving birth, you may have bruised Loganâs hand as well as scared Scott into never watching a horror movie where a woman gives birth, ever again.Â
Bobby had been the first to find you when you went into labour. You were hunched over the counter in the kitchen, holding onto your belly.Â
âY/n, are you okay?â
You managed to shake your head. âNo.â
Then your waters broke.Â
âOh, uh, okay. Okay. Rogue!â
Practically sliding around the door, Rogue saw what was happening. âOh, crap. Okay. Bobby, go and find Logan.â
âDo you know where he is?âÂ
âHeâsâŚâ you grunted through the pain. Jean had warned you that having a baby with one mutant parent might speed things along, but two?Â
As you had gathered from Jeanâs easy let downâŚ
You were fucked.Â
âUgh.â You grunted. âHeâsâŚheâs out in the gardensâŚthey had troubleâŚahhâŚthey had trouble movingâŚâ
âJust breathe.â Rogue assured you. âBobby, go.â
And he did.Â
âOkay, weâre gonna get you downstairs. Iâll call Jean.â
Twenty minutes later, Jean was back from her store run and rushed inside the school only to nearly collide into Logan.Â
âWhere is she? I canât find her.â
âRogue helped her down to the lab.â
When Jean and Logan finally ran inside, they found you bracing yourself on the bed as Rogue rubbed up and down your back and you felt the pain kick up a notch.Â
âTheyâre here! Theyâre here. Logan.â
Logan was already on it, replacing Rogueâs hand with his own in yours. âWhere the hell were you?â
âI could ask you the same thing.â
âHowâs your pain?â Jean asked, walking back inside in her scrubs.Â
âEver been kicked by a horse in your pelvis?â
Another contraction started up and as you held onto Loganâs hand, you braced yourself on his other arm.Â
Jean gave a hidden laugh from your comment and started setting everything up.Â
âJust tell me when the pain stops and we can get you moved onto the bed.â
It took a moment but eventually it slowed and, with Loganâs help, you got into the hospital bed and Jean checked you over.Â
It was a few more hours before you were ready to push.Â
âNo, I canât. It hurts.â
âJust a few more pushes. Come on, you can do it.â
Logan held onto your hand whilst his other arm supported you around your shoulders and back. âYou can do it. Just a couple more and itâll be over.â
You groaned. âWhy canât we be seahorses? The males have to push and theyâre only pregnant for ten days.â
Logan could help but laugh a little. âWe can always get Chuck to come down and narrate this. Heâs no David Attenbourogh but he is English.â
âOh, shut up.â You laughed a little. âDonât make me laugh. Iâm in enough pain as it is.â
Another contraction started up and you began to push again.Â
âThatâs it! GoodâŚjust a little longer.â
Fifteen minutes later the room was filled with the cries of a newborn baby girl and you felt yourself cry a sigh of relief, joy and worry.Â
âYou did it, honey.â Logan kissed your temple. âYou did it.â
âWhere is she? Is she okay?â
Jean smiled and nodded. âSheâs perfect. Dad? Want to do the honours?â
Logan kissed you and walked over towards Jean, his hands trailing away from yours before reaching for the scissors Jean handed him.Â
Cutting the cord, Jean hurried to weigh and measure your daughter as quickly as she could before handing her over to you for skin to skin contact.Â
âOh my god, sheâs beautiful.â
Logan was crying tears of happiness. âShe looks just like her Momma.â
âCongrats, you guys.â
âThank you.âÂ
You couldnât take your eyes off of her. She wasâŚeverything.Â
Logan sat beside you on the bed, his arm above your head and the other around both of you. He saw you in her, but you saw him.Â
âYou guys picked a name yet?â Jean asked, standing on the other side of the bed, the camera by her side from where sheâs taken a couple of photos already.Â
Both yourself and Logan had been quiet about the names you had picked.Â
âWe havenât decided yet.â Logan told her, his eyes never leaving his daughter.Â
âBut whatever it is, Marie is going to be her middle name.â
Jean smiled and took yet another picture. Everyone had been waiting years for this moment, for you and Logan to finally get together, for you both finally to realise you were both always meant to be, even before either of you knew it.
They were going to want pictures to keep forever of this moment.Â
As were you two.Â
And the ones Jean took were just the first of many to be taken, from everyone holding her beside you and Logan, to the big family photo with her in Loganâs arms, to the one you would always keep by your bedside of Logan holding his daughter for the first time. To birthdayâs, Christmases, Easter, family dinners, first steps, first words.Â
The others that made a small collection in your memory box for her, where sheâs learning to walk, holding onto Loganâs fingers, climbing up her dad and going over his shoulder, finding easter eggs with Logan and Rogue, sitting in Xavierâs lap at his desk, learning to bake for the first time â a picture you didnât know existed until you found it in the small box Logan had been keeping. He had taken the picture of you and her when you werenât looking and had multiple copies.Â
There was a picture of every moment and every memory that both of you would always treasure forever.Â
And even when the sleepless nights felt endless, neither of you wanted to change it for the world.
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