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MiNayeon (Mina x Nayeon)- “Back To You”

"And that will do it," Mrs. Myoui said after decorating the walls with photo frames. "Phew, we finished sooner than I expected," she exclaimed, wiping her sweat away with a towel.

Mr. Myoui approached his wife and took the towel to help himself wipe the sweat away. "Oh cmon, hon. Great teamwork is usually the secret to a group activity's success," he kissed his wife's forehead, making her smile widely at her husband's constant tenderness. "And, of course, our big boy right here will be the MVP, as you always do," Mr. Myoui said, pointing to his son, Kai, who had just finished piling boxes at the door.

Kai snorted. "Dad, my football profile has no connection of this, okay?" he said, smiling with his cherished family. "And please, don't make me the most useful of us here; what matters is that we all completed our task properly at the same time," he remarked, widening his arms.

"Tsk, humble.", Mrs. Myoui clucked her tongue and pursed her lips at her son. "So, how's our new house now?" she asked, rotating her body to glance around the interior of their new home. Her hands were on each side of her waist.

"Great.", said Mr. Myoui.

"Looking good.", Kai agreed.

"Minari, how about you?" Mrs. Myoui asked the young lady who was standing on the door, still peering outdoors as she looked about at this unfamiliar environment.

"U-uhh, I agree with you all too okasan," replied Mina, the Myoui family's daughter, turning her body to face her parents and brother, who were observing her. "I'll miss our previous place, but I know I'll get used to being here," she says softly.

"I'm glad you feel the same way, Mina," her father nodded, smiling at her daughter. "Anyway, let's take a break for now. Let's just continue what we need to do tomorrow.," the rest quickly responded, and moved on to do whatever they wanted to give themselves for a break after such a long tiring day.

Meanwhile... A girl named Nayeon, who was dressed in a school uniform, was strolling down the sidewalk of a street in Incheon. She had just turned onto another street when she noticed the house she always gets to view first has its lights completely lit.

"Someone moved in today?" she perplexingly said. She took the last few steps before arriving at her house and examined the mailbox, which had the words "Im Residence" inscribed on it.

Seeing nothing, she opened and locked the front gate before entering their house.

"Good evening, mom and dad," she said as she removed her black shoes and placed them on the shoerack behind the door.

"Good evening, honey," her mother, who was in the kitchen, said to her.

"Good evening, daughter. How's your class?" her father said, reclining on the couch and watching TV.

"Stressful as usual," she sighed tiredly, but she kept her voice upbeat. "Uhh, by the way, I observed that the house in our front looks like it's now occupied," she said, pointing to the back above her shoulder, referring to the outside where the house Nayeon saw is located.

"Oh yes yes, a family moved there earlier this morning, about an hour after you departed., Mrs. Im stated. She then placed her freshly cooked Korean-style honey glazed fried chicken on the table. Both Nayeon and her father's tongues watered at how delicious it looked.

"I also suspected that as they were taking out their things to place inside, they were speaking something that I don't understand at all," Mr. Im said, recounting what he saw hours before.

"Perhaps you don't hear them clearly, dad," Nayeon explained after hugging both her mother and father.

"No, I swear I heard them loud and clear," Mr. Im said, pointing his index finger at his ear. " They were literally shouting at each other in a different language. "

"I guess they're foreigners.", his wife said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Oh okay.", Nayeon nodded after she understood what her father is saying. "I'm just gonna go upstairs to change, mom!"

"Okay! Be right back and join us to eat after, dear!", Mrs. Im said to her daughter who just took the stairs to reach the next floor where her own personal room is.

THE NEXT DAY

Mina just picked up a ketchup-flavored chip from a shelf inside a convenience store she visited this morning. She was about to turn right next to the beverages section after placing it in her basket when she accidently bumped into someone.

She raised her head to look at the person she had just collided with, not expecting to see a woman she knew. Her eyes widened as she recognized the woman standing in front of her, who was also carrying her own basket.

"M-Mina?!"

"N-Nayeon?" she gasped.

"H-hey! Long time no see!" said Nayeon, stammered at first due to the sudden nervousness she felt after seeing again the person she had previously been very close with.

"Yeah, you too," Mina replied, almost having the same feelings Nayeon is having at their current encounter.

"Didn't expect to encounter you here," Nayeon chuckled, still unable to keep her gaze fixed on Mina. "I-I'm here to get some of the missing ingredients for today's lunch, you?" she asked Mina, raising her basket slightly to point at.

"Ahh... yeah, I'm just here to get some snacks."

"You done? I'm going to take this to the cashier now," Nayeon questioned again. "We can both go there instead," she suggested.

"Yeah, I'm just n-needing to get the cola behind you, Nayeon." Nayeon lets out a small "oh" sound as she realizes she has unwittingly blocked Mina's way for her last item to grab. She took a step back to allow Mina reach the can of cola in the freezer before placing it in her basket.

They then went to the cashier together and paid for their own items. They walked out of the store, continuing their talk while holding their plastic bags full of goods.

"How are you, Mina? It's been a year since we last saw each other right?", Nayeon said, coming up with a new topic to check up with her former classmate.

"How are you, Mina? It's been months since we last saw each other, right?" Nayeon asked, inserting a new topic to discuss with Mina.

"That was after our graduation and departure from high school last year,yes" Mina confirmed. She then curved her lips upwards on both sides to give Nayeon a smile. "I'm good, how about you?"

"Same here. Still managing to survive college," Nayeon said with a wide grin on her face, displaying her cute front bunny teeth.

"So uhhh.... what school are you currently studying at?"

"I was at SNU but I placed the past tense because I will drop out there and move to a new school because my family just moved to a new house here in Incheon from Seoul."

"Oh... is that so?" Nayeon then reacted fascinately. "Wait, so that means you now live close here? I've been buying stuffs at that store for so long yet I never seen you there not until today," she said confidently at how very certain it is.

"Yup, I'm only two blocks away," Mina said, nodding her head. "I don't know what the name of our new address is yet; I was merely drawn here by my curiosity while walking about for a bit," she admitted shyly, scratching her nape.

"We're actually the same," Nayeon stated, making Mina gape in amazement. "Two blocks, you say? Well, that street is...", Nayeon paused after when she began to finally guess what Mina is talking about as she raised her hand, only two fingers standing and the rest curled.

"Wait, IS YOUR HOUSE'S COLOR ARE WHITE AND MINT?", Nayeon's voice got louder as she asked Mina, who got startled at her sudden question.

"Yeah, how did you-" Mina halted, her face revealing the same emotion as Nayeon when she realized what Nayeon is talking about. "Oh my god..."

"No wayyyy!!! Y-you!!!" they both came to a stop as Nayeon jumped up and down with a wide grin on her face, clutching one hand into Mina's arm and using the other to point at her. "You and your family were the ones my family mentioned to me yesterday about taking the vacant house in front of us!!!," she said, her tone rising with enthusiasm.

"Does that mean that...",

"YEAH WE'RE NEIGHBORS, MINA!", Nayeon exclaimed and laughed after. Mina got stunned for a second before she also started to let out a disbelief chuckle and joined Nayeon in her laughter. "Wow, I can't believe this. I thought our meet up would only last a little but now... I guess it won't be the last yet then."

"If that so then I'm glad you're my neighbor and the first one I met in our neighborhood.", Mina smiled, feeling relieved. "Pardon me again, I really am still not completely familiar with this place.", she shyly said.

Nayeon shook her head. "Don't be, leave it to me, I'll help you get used to be around here," she assured Mina. "Even if we haven't met in a year, I hope you haven't forgotten that I'm still your friend, Mina and I have to do this." Nayeon then gave her a trustworthy grin, just as she used to do for her whenever she had problems in their high school years.

Mina, on the other hand, can't believe they've become this close again despite not seeing each other for a year and also when that moment occurred between them last year.

It gradually led her to believe that Nayeon had forgotten about it already and moved on.

"I didn't, I swear," Mina said, raising her hand and posing as if she's truly swearing to her words. "If we weren't anymore, we wouldn't converse like this as if we were very close together. Thank you, Nayeon. I appreciate it," she said, smiling gratefully to demonstrate her sincerity.

"You're welcome.", Nayeon responded.

Just after they finished talking, they took a left next to the street where they both live in front of each other. "All right, we're both here now; let's chat more later, okay?" Nayeon said as she and Mina stopped in front of her house. Mina also agreed with an "okay" on Nayeon.

"Do you still use your account where I'm one of your friends?"

"Yup."

"Okayyy!!! Nice meeting you again and welcome to our neighborhood, Mina!" exclaimed Nayeon wholeheartedly.

"T-thank you, Nayeon," Mina replied with a gummy smile. She waved farewell to Nayeon as she opened her gate and entered her house.

Mina crossed the street and walked inside her own house. She exhaled in relief as she slumped her body on the couch, knowing that happily; aside from her family, shealso knows someone around here who is very close to her, and that person is Nayeon.

3 WEEKS LATER

The two began to communicate and meet more frequently, usually to spend their free time together, though they were still able to interact with one another even when they were busy through chat or even a call. They appear to have discovered a new way to entertain themselves by simply being together.

As an unexpected result, Mina slowly developed a secret romantic attraction to Nayeon because of these. She didn't realize it at first that whenever she wanted to see and to be with Nayeon, it held a whole new meaning and something more than what Nayeon and her could only imagine.

Not until Mina and Nayeon went to an amusement park together as part of Nayeon's deal with Mina that she'll take her to the rides if Mina earns a high score in more than two subjects.

Encouraged and motivated even more by her crush-which, as previously stated, she was unaware of-, she did everything she could to focus on the exam and meticulously answer every question on the test. As a result, Mina received high marks in three core subjects: English, Math, and Science. She received 47, 49, and a perfect score out of 50.

Leading her tonight with Nayeon as both of them are now riding at one of the compartments that belongs to the giant ferris wheel here at Incheon's amusement park.

As they're just inches away from reaching the maximum height level of the wheel, Mina got her heart rattled in immense surprise when she heard Nayeon shouted loudly out of nowhere while using her phone.

"Hey," Mina said to Nayeon, who was concealing her mouth while staring at her phone. "What happened to you? You startled me so much," she giggled, amused by this bunny's yell.

"Sorry. I just couldn't help it.", Nayeon waved it off as her chubby baby cheeks starting to form some reddened blush all over it.

"Why did you screamed? Are you afraid of heights?", Mina teased Nayeon.

Nayeon smirked at Mina while puzzledly looking at her. "No, I won't be joining with you here if that's the case. I can't even pretend at something I know will endanger my consciousness," she said, shaking her head.

"Okay, that's understandable," Mina conceded, nodding her head and pursing her lips to signify that Nayeon had convinced her of her reasoning. "Then, what's with the sudden scream?"

"U-uhh... it's because..." Mina's curiosity grew as she spotted that Nayeon was hardly blushing. She was dragged down into the depths of her emotions as everything just flipped to the opposite when she heard the one thing that served as a trigger that would finally make her realize the one thing that her blindness was keeping it hidden.

And I screamed loudly-sorry again-because I just can't hold my voice and breath at how gorgeous she is here." Nayeon continued speaking and then showed her phone to Mina, who is now paying less attention to Nayeon but still able to understand what caused Nayeon to react as she did earlier. "Look, she's so beautiful here, right? "

Mina saw a selfie of a woman uploaded on Instagram with the username "m.by__sana" and assumed it was the account used by Nayeon's crush. She's not going to lie; this woman is stunning. It won't surprise her if she's an aspiring model or an idol because her beauty defines her as if she was born for it.

"Y-yeah... that j-justifies your reaction w-well.", Mina said between her stutters, also presenting the fakest smile she ever made in her life so far.

"See!!! I told you! " Nayeon said, her body quivering from the intense thrill caused by the woman she admires. Those people at our campus talking about her were right. Whether you're a boy or a girl, you'll either turn straight or gay only because of her beauty, and I'm pleased to say that I'm one of those people she caught! " Nayeon continued. She had no idea that her companion beside her had very little amusement left in her.

"What's her name?" Mina asked seriously. If looks can kill, Nayeon isn't even aware that she's in grave danger.

"Sana. She's Japanese too, like you. "

"Oh... okay.",Mina flashed a quick unrealistic smile again and returned her lips flat as she stared at Nayeon bitterly while she continued typing on her phone, probably complimenting her crush with her dummy account or any possibilities that were coming into her mind all at once.

The more it disturbs her mind, Mina's mood keeps on getting worse to the point that it pushes her to make this stop already so that it won't completely ruin her night with Nayeon.

"N-Nayeon... can you use your phone later?" Mina asked her busy friend, still trying to compose herself so she wouldn't be affected by these strange feelings she was having. "L-let's look at the stars too! She suggested, "They are surprisingly many tonight!", but it was only a ruse from her so that she could give an excuse for Nayeon to get rid of herself from the phone.

"Okayyy, I'm back.", Nayeon turned off her phone and placed it in her pocket. A huge sigh was released from Mina's mouth. Nayeon looked up to the sky to follow what Mina said. "Y-You are correct, they perfectly match the ambiance of the park, and it makes the night brighter," Nayeon said, loving the sparkling dust of the space visible to her eyes. She thought her friend was looking up at her, but Mina was actually paying more attention to her side profile, as her perspective on Nayeon had finally altered from just a normal friend to something more than that, something that involved a deep and strong feeling within her.

"Mina, you keep staring at my face. You don't have to be afraid to tell me if there's something-" Nayeon observed Mina out of the corner of her eye but was cut off by the latter.

"No... no, there's none, Nayeon." Mina was embarrassed when Nayeon caught her, causing her to hurriedly shift her head away from the girl and redirect her gaze to the starry sky. "It'sjust that... you look breathtaking tonight."

Nayeon burst out laughing at Mina's remark, causing her to playfully shove Mina away with her arm. "What's your point, Mina?" "You're making me flutter, aren't you?" she exclaimed. Mina's mood lifted slightly as she realized she had made Nayeon insanely delighted because of her this time. "I know, I'm glad you know too," Nayeon remarked, teasingly flipping her hair in the air and stared closely at Mina.

"Well it's g-good that you know at yourself too b-because that's the truth.", Mina stuttered, shyly avoiding Nayeon's playful deep stare at her, knowing it could melt her in an instant.

"Aish, just let's take a picture!",laughing again at Mina's comment while the blush on her face lingers, which was at first generated by Sana but has now been replaced by Mina.

Mina then leaned in close to Nayeon, her heart starting to beat rapidly. They both looked at the camera and smiled broadly as they posed for a picture. They checked it, both were pleased with the result. For a brief moment, Mina forgot what she had learned earlier... because all she could think about was Nayeon again.

As they waited for the ride to end, the two became stuck in silence and instead chose to just look around at the nighttime landscape of Incheon. Mina was yawning heavily as Nayeon moved her head to look at her. Then she watched Mina put her chin back over the top of her palm that was resting on the handle.

Nayeon reduced the distance between Mina and herself by moving her body closer to her. She catches Mina off guard by grabbing her head and laid it on her lap, voluntarily serving as Mina's pillow.

"Let's go home now after this; you're already tired, I see.", Nayeon said softly to Mina as she proceeded to stroke Mina's black hair. Mina, who was bewildered at Nayeon's action, watched her friend's face staring up above as the moonlight struck directly within her, highlighting her beauty, which she didn't expect that there would be a time that she'd fall in love with it too.

After the ride ended, Mina and Nayeon took a taxi together on the way home. Reaching their destination, the two are now standing in front of Mina's house, as Nayeon wanted to watch her friend go inside.

"Thank you for today, Nayeon; I had a great time with you." Mina quietly giggled, clasping her hands and pressing them against her chest.

"That proves that my money and our time were well spent," Nayeon said triumphantly. "You're always welcome, Mina. Goodnight!!! "

"Goodnight, Nayeon." Mina then waved her hands goodbye to Nayeon, who reciprocated with a smile. The two went into their respective houses and shared their day with their parents, who were both still up.

But Mina preferred to tell that part to someone she knows who can help her about this instead.

After a quick bath, Mina changed into her sleeping attire and headed to her bedroom, eventually falling asleep on her comfortable bed, making a mental note for tomorrow morning to tell her friend and classmate at her college university where she is studying at.

4 DAYS LATER

Nayeon was in her bedroom, writing her own reviewer for her impending exam, when the doorbell rang.

She looked through the window to see who had pressed it, and to her surprise, it was Mina's mother, Ms. Myoui, standing in front of their gate, waiting for someone to appear.

She dashed downstairs and opened the door to see Ms. Myoui standing at the gate. Nayeon greeted her elder politely as soon as they met each other. "Oh... k-konnichiwa, okasan..." she said respectfully, bowing her head and bending her body.

"Konnichiwa, Nayeon-chan.", Mrs. Myoui said; doing the same as Nayeon.

"What brings you here, okasan?"

"Uhm I was wondering if can I have some favor from you?", Mrs. Myoui requested, making Nayeon curious.

"F-favor? What is it, okasan?", she asked curiously.

"Me and my husband are going to attend our company's job fair today for two days but something happened that made us wanting not to continue going there anymore.", Mrs. Myoui started to explain. "Sadly, even if we want to, we can't because me and my husband has respective booths there at the job fair. Kai's on the other hand, is on his football practice."

"Ohhh okay, what's the problem then okasan?"

"Mina is sick, and we wanted to ask you if you could be Mina's guardian for today, if that is okay with you." Mrs. Myoui, said Nayeon nervously. Her eyes widened with surprise and anxiety when she learned of Mina's condition today. "We are literally frightened right now. She didn't even attend her class today because of her high fever," Mrs. Myoui added, her voice tinged with panic and worry.

Without thinking twice and a pause of hesistation, Nayeon quickly accepted Mrs. Myoui's favor for today. She knows it will be just easy and after all, she's doing this for her beloved friend. "Don't worry, okasan. I'll take care of Mina. I don't have that more schoolworks to do anyways, just reviewing for our upcoming exam.", Nayeon assuringly said.

"Ahh okay.", Mrs. Myoui nodded her head after she understood Nayeon. She grabbed her wrists after and looked at her gratefully. "Thank you so much Nayeon for this. You can expect a repay from me-",

"No, okasan. Save it.", Nayeon shook her head, interrupting Mrs. Myoui to decline her offer as a replace for her good deed. "Mina's my friend, and helping her through her hard times and seeing her okay because of me is enough for me already.", Nayeon said, showing an assuring smile.

"I'm really happy that Mina met a nice person like you, Nayeon. You are surely trustworthy.", Mrs. Myoui said, tapping and squeezing Nayeon's hands.

"And I'm glad that I met your daughter too, okasan.", Nayeon said in return.

"I have to leave now. Please send my greetings and apologies for my favor to your parents, okay?" said Mrs. Myoui. She then reached into her pocket, inserted her hand to retrieve the house key and gave it over to Nayeon. "Here's our house key, and based on my estimation, you can give her medicine later at 4," she said to Nayeon as she dropped the keys in her palm. "We have to leave now or we'll be late; bye and thank you again, Nayeon-chan!"

"Bye, okasan!", Nayeon said, waving her hand at Mrs. Myoui who is now entering their car along with her husband who will drive them both through the job fair. After Nayeon watched her slowly disappear from the distance, she looked at the keys in her hands before crossing the road and go to Mina's house.

After Nayeon opened the door carefully, she looked around the place inside the house. It was very neat, the furnitures were placed well. She kinda had some Japanese vibes around here as she looked around at some stuffs that definitely defines their culture, and Nayeon was very invested with it.

She also looked at the picture frames where it displays Mina in her different age along with her family. Nayeon then lastly saw Mina's graduation picture, reminding her of what happened last year that caused their goodbye to each other on exiting high school to get ruined.

She shook her head to get it out of her thoughts. Nayeon decided to walk down the stairs leading to the top floor after not seeing Mina in the living room.

When Nayeon reached the second floor, there were three rooms in the corridor; nevertheless, the namecards made the job easier because Nayeon saw Mina's name placed on the door that was located in the middle.

She slowly opened the door to find Mina peacefully asleep on her bed, her entire body wrapped in a blanket. Her room was already warm because her air conditioner and electric fan were both switched off. Nayeon had already guessed that this was Mina's method of sweating off the heat in her body to reduce her fever.

Nayeon took a step to the side of the bed and leaned in closer to the sleeping Mina, resting the back of her hand against Mina's forehead.

"She's burning.", Nayeon said after she felt Mina's temperature."She's lucky her parents still care for her even if they chose work today.", Nayeon whispered as she looked at Mina worriedly. She then decided to left the room and go back to her house to grabe the materials she'll need to review.

Notifying her parents about Mrs. Myoui request, they allowed her right after since Mina and her parents know each other already.

5 HOURS LATER

"Mina... mina... hey, wake up penguin.", Nayeon said as she gently shaked Mina's sleeping figure. Couple of attempts has done and in success, Mina woke up as she blinked her eyes rapidly, regaining her vision.

"Aer... Ju-.. Wai-...N-Nayeon?", Mina said after she finished rubbing her eyes off and identified the person standing beside her.

"Hi."

"Why are y-you here? You might get infected...", Mina confusedly asked. She tried to lift her body up on the bed but Nayeon prevented her and slowly pushed her back to lay down.

"It's just fever.", Nayeon reasoned out. "What matters here today is that you're sick and I'm here to take care of you."

"T-take care of me?", Mina's eyes widened at what she heard from Nayeon.

"Yup. Your mother requested this of me and I easily accepted it, so... for today, I will stand as your temporary guardian for today.", Nayeon proudly said as she presented herself to Mina. Observing that she hadn't said anything in return and still frozen in her shock and embarrassment, Nayeon then asked as she wondered. "Hey, is there a problem?"

"N-nothing... it's... it's just embarrassing," Mina said in hushed tones, since the softness of her voice, combined with her sickness for the day, reduced the energy and volume of her voice even more. Nayeon simply adjusted herself for Mina by paying close attention to what she was saying instead, and when she heard what Mina said, she burst out laughing.

"You're cute, Mina.", Nayeon said, rolling her eyes as she shook her head while smirking. Her compliment made Mina's cheeks became beet red again, smiling uncontrollably. "Don't be, okay? I willingly took this, so please do the same for me."

"O-okay.", Mina agreed.

"All right, here I made you some porridge; I did my best," Nayeon said, taking the tray behind her from Mina's study table. She assisted Mina in gently placing it on her lap so that the hot porridge in the bowl would not spill. "You need to eat first before taking your medicine," Nayeon said, taking the spoon.

Mina's eyes widened as she realized Nayeon was going to feed her like a baby, as the spoon with porridge approached her face. "Wait... I-I can do it my-"

"Sssh stop," Nayeon admonished, leaving her no choice but to comply. "Let me do it; just keep resting there," she said. She had no choice but to let Nayeon finally put the spoon in her mouth to make her taste the porridge she had made. Nayeon asked curiously after releasing the spoon from her mouth. "How's it?"

"Good enough," Mina answered, slowly nodding her head as she chewed her food.

"Phew. "That's a relief," Nayeon said, wiping away her anxious sweats. "Here, keep eating; you need your stomach full," Nayeon said as she scooped another and fed another to Mina.

"You wore it." Nayeon said, not looking at Mina.

"Hmm? "What-," Mina was going to question what Nayeon was saying when she noticed her staring at the necklace she was wearing, which instantly transported her to a past with her that heavily involved this treasured item for her to finally understand. "Oh, yeah, I did."

"Wasn't that my Valentine's present to you last year?" Nayeon asked, laughing as she remembered the story behind the necklace. "You didn't realize that was one of my ways of discreetly showing that I had a crush on you back then."

"I can't throw such beautiful thing like this, especially when it's from my... f-friend.", she added, bitterly smiling after hesitating to continue saying the last words because it makes her heart ache knowing that it will most likely be the last time they get to treat each other forever.

"Here's your medicine, by the way," Nayeon said as she lent it along with a glass of water to Mina next. "Take it so you can have a rest now." Mina followed Nayeon and placed the capsule in her mouth before drinking water to swallow it.

While seeing Mina finally drink her medicine, she tried to excuse herself after she remembered that she still had something to do downstairs. "I'll be just down-"

"C-can you stay here?"

"Hmm?", Nayeon turned around and looked at Mina, who interrupted her excuse to ask something she didn't expect. "You... want me to stay here?"

"I don't want to sleep yet. I already gained some energy because of your food, so... please? I don't want to be alone. ", Mina pleaded, pouting her lip to make her Nayeon submit and grant her wish.

Nayeon, who thinks that Mina is too adorable to resist, accepted her request, making Mina happy. "Sure, Mina. I guess I need this to have some rest too from studying." She nodded her head in agreement.

Mina flashed a gummy smile on her face. "Here, join me in bed." She patted the empty space in her bed to give it to Nayeon. She sat at it, and now both of them are in bed side by side.

"Can I lay my head on your shoulder?"

"Yup.", Nayeon permitted. Mina then proceeded to do what she asked for. She didn't know that this girl is just beyond amazing where only just a simple little touch or even seeing her just very near from her could make her go crazy in love already.

"Want to watch a movie?", Mina asked.

"Who's gonna pick?"

"Do you want to?"

"Yes.", Nayeon nodded.

"Well I want to pick too. So, to make it fair... both of us will pick.", Mina said.

"Then we will watch two movies?"

"Yeah," Mina nodded. Nayeon felt Mina's very warm head brush off slightly through her sleeve. "Alright, you pick first." Mina then reached for the remote control along with the lampshade and some mini picture frames placed on top of a small cabinet.

She pressed the power button as she pointed the remote through the sensor to turn on the TV.

Nayeon smiled as she braced herself to watch it again, despite how many times she'd seen it before.

" That's a pretty long title." Mina chuckled.

"Yeah, but the film itself is so good." Nayeon said. Mina then searched for the film and they watched it together where they mostly cried during the entire film because of how great the acting of Jim Carrey and Kate Winslet were as Joel and Clem. Like, for example, their scene where Joel recalled how he and Clem first met at the beach.

Mina was also secretly taking a glimpse of Nayeon, who was focused on watching the movie.

While watching the next movie, Mina suggested, Nayeon noticed that she was already sleeping in her arms. She was staring at her elegant face, which she used to adore before, when she was so in love with Mina back then.

Up until now, it still was, although not the same as she could tell about her feelings for Mina. She knows she's already done and openly accepted her fate that she would never be Mina's type. That's why she tried to find someone and, luckily, she found Sana, and now she's raising her hopes up again that she'll succeed this time to win her heart.

She wondered if Mina was already in love or in a relationship too, especially with that girl she had a crush on back in high school. She hasn't seen or heard any updates about her admiring someone. Whatever the case may be, all Nayeon could say to her friend was "good luck."

Nayeon then took a picture of her and Mina before she carefully moved Mina's head away from her lap and fixed her position again on the bed to make her sleep comfortably.

She patted her head one last time before going downstairs and continuing reviewing for the exam.

THE NEXT MORNING

Mina, who is now almost recovered from her sickness, went downstairs after waking up at 8 a.m. Thankfully, her vision wasn't too blurry for her to get dizzy anymore, so she could carefully move around her head again a little.

Stepping into the living room, she stepped on the smell of something being cooked, and there she saw Nayeon standing in the kitchen, looking very focused on chopping tomatoes.

"What are you cooking?" Mina suddenly asked, making Nayeon shout in surprise. Mina laughed when she saw Nayeon breathe heavily while placing her hand on her chest.

"O-oh.. M-Mina you're awake... jeez you don't have to scare at me like that!", Nayeon sulked, stomping her feet on the floor. Mina just mouthed a "sorry" to her. "Uhh I'm making breakfast and..."

"I smell something burning...", Mina quickly said, after sniffing her nose at the smell and quickly detecting the source of it. Nayeon followed where Mina was looking, and there they both were now looking at the burnt bacon in the pan.

"Right... aish..." she hurriedly grabbed a tong and removed the burnt bacon to throw it away. I just wasted high quality bacon again. "I'm sorry," she said shyly, scratching her nape.

Mina laughed. "You look struggling."

Nayeon nodded, agreeing with what Mina observed for her. "I tried cooking, that's why." Nayeon eagerly said, "I'm honestly not good but... I want to learn." She then stepped forward in front of Mina and placed her backhand on her forehead. By the way, your fever is slightly gone now. "You ain't hot anymore."

"All thanks to you." She pinched Nayeon's chubby cheek, making it red again, not just because of her pinch.

Having remembered what happened at the amusement park where Mina used Nayeon's weakness, she then planned on doing it again to tease her and... hopefully to impress and try to make her get attracted back to her again instead of that woman named Sana.

She also followed what her friend told her a few days ago after they talked when she and Nayeon went home from the amusement park. Her friend made her understand again that Sana is just Nayeon's crush and hasn't been accepted nor rejected yet. That's why she suggested Mina try to win Nayeon back again after she made Mina answer it by herself that she is definitely now in love with Nayeon after giving her the hints she did to look back.

"Here, I'll help you. Let's cook breakfast together." Mina said, and then grabbed another apron hanging on the wall to wear.

"Are you sure? You might get tired easily, but you still need to rest. "," Nayeon concernedly asked.

Don't worry much about me, Nayeon. In fact, being with you is already my rest.", Mina said, smiling. After that, Nayeon was instructed by Mina on what to do step by step, carefully so that she could follow.

While preparing the garlic, Mina noticed that Nayeon's technique of chopping was very dangerous, putting her hands at high risk of getting cut.

Keeping her other side of herself for today as Sharon, the most intense and serious one of hers, she stepped behind Nayeon and locked her in her arms, gliding her hands slowly through Nayeon's and grasping her. Her head is laying low just right next to Nayeon's face.

"Follow my hand. Hold your knife like this, then guide it through the blade as you chop," she whispered straight to Nayeon's ear, making Nayeon secretly feel goosebumps. Place your hand like this so you can't cut yourself. She said, now leaning away from her ear, and then pursed her lips to look closely at Nayeon.

Nayeon gulped at how close they were to facing each other. Mina smirked and then patted her shoulder to make her motivated.

Hours later, after they ate breakfast and while Mina was resting on the couch, typing on her phone, and Nayeon was reviewing once again, they were surprised by the familiar shout they heard coming from the door.

"They're here." Nayeon said as she looked at the door like Mina did. She stood up and opened the door, meeting Mina's parents standing in front of her.

"Good morning, Nayeon," the married couple greeted Nayeon in sync. Nayeon greeted them back too. She gave them the way to enter, and they did, removing their shoes and placing them on the rack.

"Good morning Minari... you're okay now?" Mr. Myoui asked her daughter immediately after he saw her on the couch.

"Yes, mom and dad, just a few more rests and I'll be fine.", Mina assured her father and even her mother, who were probably asking the same thing as what her husband did.

Mrs. Myoui then looked at Nayeon, who had just finished preparing her things. "Thank you so much again, Nayeon. Please, if we can help you and your family next time.. feel free to let us know, okay? "

"Yes, okasan." Nayeon replied, taking that in her mind. She then looked at her watch to check the time. "I have to go now, auntie and uncle. I still have some volleyball practice to attend. "," she excused. "Hey, Mina, are you free tomorrow?"

"Hmm, I'll check. Why?

"If you want, come to our campus' court and watch me play for our final game." Nayeon said, inviting Mina.

"Oh wow, sure then Nayeon!" Mina immediately accepted. I'll do my best to be there and support you. Just name the time, okay? "

Nayeon then placed her things on the table just to run towards Mina and hug her tightly, making Mina panic deep inside at the body contact.

"Yayyy! "Thank you!", she happily said. Mina can't help but to blush harder and let out a wide grin on her face because it really is that very uncontrollable to hold onto herself. Her parents, who aren't aware that their daughter has secret feelings for her friend, just watched them adorably.

Nayeon let go of Mina, scooping up her belongings as she walked to the door. Bye, Mina! Get well soon! "

"Bye, Nayeon. Thank you for taking care of me. "

"No problem; that's what friends do for each other, right?" Nayeon replied, prompting Mina's smile to fade.

"Ahh... yeah right.O-okay," Mina said, her real smile replaced with a fake one as she saw Nayeon leave their house and return to her own.

THE NEXT DAY

The game has just finished. Nayeon's team were declared the champions for this season's volleyball tournament. What's even more exciting to see for Mina is that Nayeon also won the award for Finals MVP.

Mina believes that her chanting for Nayeon was arguably the loudest she's ever been so far.

Mina was waiting in the main hall of the campus when she noticed Nayeon running towards her, wearing their customized championship shirt while her bottom was still from the uniform. Even though her hair looks messy from their team's celebration, she still looks beautiful and even sexier for her.

Now that she's seen her, it's finally time for her to execute her main agenda for tonight, which is to confess her love to Nayeon after she made up her mind thinking about it yesterday.

"MINA!!!!" she yelled her name so loudly that it echoed throughout the hall, causing some of the people around her to stare at them, but neither of them cared.

"HEYYYY CHAMP!!!", Mina caught Nayeon by hugging her too. "Congrats, you really did a great job there! You deserve to be the MVP indeed. "," she said after releasing Nayeon.

Nayeon denied it, maintaining her humble demeanor because she didn't want to take all the credit.

"Uhm, by the way, I just want to talk-," Mina was about to start when suddenly she heard the voice of a woman calling Nayeon from behind.

"NAYEONNIEEEE!" she exclaimed, sprinting towards Nayeon and hugging her from behind.Mina saw her face and definitely recognized who she was.

Her identity and the way she acts around Nayeon right now is enough for her to slowly feel her heart crumbling, impending to be broken in pieces.

"Oh, you're back. Did you excuse yourself already? " Nayeon asked, caressing the woman's hands wrapped around her stomach.

"Yuppp! They agreed. "," she nodded. She then raised her head and noticed Mina, who was just seriously standing in front of her and Nayeon. Oh, I'm so sorry. "I didn't know you were talking to somebody here," she apologetically said.

"Oh right, uhm, Sana, meet Mina... she's my friend and Mina I know you've seen Sana already, but let me introduce you again to her."," Nayeon said as her attention switched back to Mina again.

"Hi, I'm Minatozaki Sana." She smiled, offering her hand to Mina after releasing herself from Nayeon.

"Mina. Myoui Mina," she introduced herself again. Her lack of interest in getting to know her more was clearly visible on her face, but they couldn't read it.

"Was it true? You already saw me before? " Sana asked.

"Ahh yes, Nayeon showed me your picture and said proudly that... you're her crush." Mina gulped heavily at the last words.

"You're really head over heels for me do you, Nayeon?", Sana teasingly smirked at Nayeon who only replied with a sheepish nod.

"And you won't gonna believe this, Mina. Guess what...

... we're already a couple now!", Nayeon proudly announced it to Mina, unbeknownst to her that she effectively just shattered Mina's heart into tiny many pieces and blacked out her entire mood for today.

"Ahh... s-so... she's your girlfriend now?" Mina said, now only pretending in front of them two.

"Yeahhh!!! She just instantly answered me right after I did my speech there at the podium. "," she said and then wrapped her arm around Sana to pull her closer and kiss her directly on the lips.

Mina just witnessed her crush kiss the one she prefers to be with right in front of her very own eyes.

With that, all Mina wants to do now instead is go away from this and return to her home so that she can drown herself in complete pain, guilt, agony and shame.

"C-congratulations to both of you," Mina lifelessly said. "I-I must go now."

"Wait, Mina. Do you want to join us and celebrate? You'll go home alone if you do.", Nayeon asked.

"Nah. I'll pass.", Mina waved it off. "You two should have fun alone together now. I'll just call my classmate to pick me up here. "

"Alright then," Nayeon shrugged. "We'll get going now, Mina." she said. Mina just nodded back. Nayeon then hugged Mina one more time, although Mina didn't want it again because she didn't know how much longer she could contain herself from breaking down in her emotions. "Thank you again for coming. So much. You're the best friend ever!"

"Anything for you, Nay." Mina said. She already sniffed as a sign after Nayeon just gave a last damage by saying again that very irritating and frustrating word for Mina to hear, but thankfully the two still didn't notice it.

Bye, Mina! "Nice to meet you again!", Sana waved her hand goodbye to Mina.

"Bye. Mina waved back, only doing 3 sways before bringing her hand and arm back down as she watched Nayeon and Sana walking out of the building, away from her sigh. with their arms hooked together.

Right after they left, Mina quickly called her friend on her phone to request that they pick her up at the campus where she's studying. A Japanese woman with long hime-cut black hair exits her car minutes later; she ran towards Mina after seeing her slowly walk out.

"Mina! "Why did you ask me to come here- Oh!", she got taken aback when Mina swiftly hugged her tightly. Her concern increased as she felt her shoulder getting stained with wet from Mina's tears.

"H-hey... calm down. Why are you crying? She rejected you?", she asked while rubbing Mina's back gently to comfort her. She felt Mina's head move as she shook it.

"Then what?"

"Momoring, I'm too late now. Nayeon's already taken.", Mina said between her heavy breathing before she continued sobbing hard once again.

"Let's talk at the car about this.", the girl, whose name was revealed to be Momoring in her nickname-or simply Momo as her real name-said to Mina, and then she assisted her on their way inside her car.

2 WEEKS LATER

Mina and Nayeon attended the reunion of their school year's batch after it was announced and had them updated about it. They met their former classmates and some acquaintances from other sections at the party.

Nayeon was talking to her other fellow batchmates, Mina and Momo, who also studied at the same high school as Nayeon and Mina but from other sections, were talking together at their table when their topic quickly shifted to Nayeon as Mina had her eyes focused again on her.

"You're going to do it?" Momo asked. Mina just responded with a nod.

"Good luck then. You know that I will be here right away for you." Mina looked at Momo, who was giving her a supportive smile.

"Thanks, Momo." She nodded. She then stood up from her seat and walked towards Nayeon.

"Nayeon, can you join me for a walk around the school? I just want to do something rather than celebrate here.", Mina said.

"Oh yeah, sure. I'll join you. "," Nayeon accepted. She then excused herself away from the other batchmates and joined Mina to walk around the school together.

During their walk, they stopped by to see the familiar place where they used to study for 2 years.

"That's our classroom right there." Mina pointed at the second room across the first floor of this four-story building they were looking at. "I miss our high school days more. So many great memories we had. "

"Indeed, time flies, right?" Nayeon said. "Look at us now. We are already in college... things are getting different, it may be fun too but nothing compares to what we had here." They took a seat afterwards at one of the benches near the tree.

"As usual, to our favorite spot here in the school." Mina said before sitting down.

"I can't count how many times we used to sit here just you and I together.", Nayeon chuckled, patting and feeling the texture of this bench that holds a special place in their hearts.

"This is where we first met, remember?" Mina said, looking at Nayeon to her right.

"Yeah... I remember how I looked like a lost child as I asked your permission to sit beside you because I ran out of seat in recess.", Nayeon said as she got a flashback of herself holding her lunch approaching Mina who was silently reading a book to ask if she could sit with her. "Then you welcomed me just that easily."

"I was very kind to you back then because I've been there in your situation before."

"And for that, I am grateful." Nayeon said, placing her hand on her chest. "You never change, and I'm glad you do. Keep it like that, Mina. You'll attract the person you like in the future, like what you did to me before," Nayeon said. Mina's eyes widened and so did Nayeon's after she just realized what she said.

"God, sorry.", Nayeon covered her face with her large hands ans she shook her head in embarassment. "Ahhh I seriously remember that time too when I also confessed my feelings to you here.", Nayeon stated as that memory started playing again in her mind when Nayeon told Mina that she has a crush on her during their graduation practice but Mina rejected her instead because she liked somebody else before.

"Yes, I know it's cringy and-"

"I should've said yes to you."

Nayeon heard that. She slowly removed her hands away from her face. Furrowing her eyebrows, she looked at Mina who is now bowing her head low.

"Eh, what did you say?"

"Nayeon, are you happy with Sana?", she asked out of blue. Nayeon was confused and dumbfounded how the topic just changed in a snap and how does her current relationship status matters that much.

"I- I do. Honestly so far she's great.", she replied. "Makes my whole time admiring her and wanting her to be mine more worth it.", she smiled in relief.

"That's good.", Mina nodded slightly, a faint smile appeared. "Sorry, if I asked about it it's just...", Mina then paused, making Nayeon anticipatingly wait for her to know what was she's trying to tell.

"What is it, Mina?"

"I envy her.", she said, still unable to make eye contact with Nayeon.

"Why? Cmon, Mina. You're great too, you know. Look at her, she found someone that will love her for her personality and that's me. You'll be just like her too soon. Just wait and don't lose hope...", Nayeon got interrupted when Mina spoke once again.

"Tell me, how can I? How can I lose hope when I don't have it anymore. How... how can I wait if... it's already done?", she said. Few seconds later, Nayeon then heard some sniffling of tears on Mina, she went closer to her friend worriedly.

"Mina, are you okay?"

"Nayeon... I'm sorry."

"W-why are you apologizing?", Nayeon asked puzzledly. "Hey, what's with the tears? Did I do something wrong?", she frantically asked as she saw Mina now wiping off the tears in her eyes with her hand.

"N-no... no... you didn't. It's because... I'm just telling you right now how I actually feel for you like what you did to me too.

"I just realized these days that I fell in love for you, Nayeon.", Mina finally confessed, leaving Nayeon completely suprised.

Her eyes widened, brows raised, jaw dropped in shock as she found out that this woman right here beside her, the one she used to fall in love with before and the one she's been treating as a friend again despite hurting her heart badly, is now confessing her true feelings for her just now.

"But... Mina, you know I have a girlfriend now." Nayeon reminded her. "I have Sana with me. What's the point of this? "

"I know and please don't take this as my way to tear you both apart. "That's not my intention." Mina shook her head. "This all started when you... y-you shared to me about Sana. It pulled a trigger on my heart and mind to become fully clear about these strange feelings I'm having for you whenever we're together since we met again. "," Mina started explaining how she got it.

"It easily affects me more compared before on the way how you act sweet, caring and loving towards me because I have no one else to focus but you and I... was planning to confess yesterday but, it seems like Sana already blocked the way for me.", Mina added, crying harder as she rewinded to hear what happened two weeks ago that caused her to lose herself and gave her sleepless nights.

"Wait, that's what you're planning to do when we talked after the game?", Nayeon shockingly asked Mina. The latter just nodded, making Nayeon realize how it must've hurt insanely for Mina to witness her and Sana acting as lovers in front of her.

"Oh my god. I-I'm sorry, Mina.", she then went on to hug Mina from behind; her tears started to fall too as she can definitely feel how her friend is devastated right now because of her.

"Who are we kidding? Even if I were the first to tell you how I feel, you wouldn't return the same, do you? Your heart is choosing Sana now, and I'm just nothing but your tragic past, "Mina added. They both fell silent for a split second as only the sound of their cries could be heard around them.

"I'm very sorry, Mina," Nayeon said as she kissed her forehead and held her hands together.

"It's fine. I deserved it anyway," Mina said coldly. "Karma struck back and taught me a lesson for what I did to you, and now I'm here regretting what I did in the worst case scenario," she sighed heavily.

"I should've listened and gave my attention to you more than the one I've keep on fighting for not knowing I won't win at all.", she said, referring to her past crush that also ended up breaking Mina's heart when she just found out one day that Son Chaeyoung, the girl she was admiring at that time instead of Nayeon... was dating a girl named Kim Dahyun already.

"In that way... maybe... maybe I was the one experiencing what Sana's been having right now, and that is by how it is to have you as her lover.", Mina said with full regret. "I shouldn't have kept pushing you away if I'll just gonna end up coming back to you. ",

Nayeon then pulled Mina's head and placed it in her arms as she cuddled her poor friend and admirer in comfort. "Let it out, Mina. It's going to be okay. Please don't blame yourself too much, hmm? Love is really that unpredictable. You'll never know or tell when it comes and whether it will or not."

"You say it's karma, as if I was angry at you and I want you to have it just so you can feel what I felt when you rejected me, but no, I don't; I accepted the fact that I can't force you to love me because I respected your decision at the time."

"In fact, I'd like to apologize as well because I had no idea I was accidentally and unknowingly hurting you deep down because of my news about Sana and my new relationship."

"But Mina..." Nayeon paused for a while, catching Mina's gaze.

"Y-yeah?"

"I wish you were her as well; I really wanted to make you mine," Nayeon admitted, making Mina frown at the wasted opportunity.

"I still have you in my heart, Mina... but I'm not that same girl from before anymore who is able to catch you immediately when you fall.", Nayeon said, shaking her head. "But we can't do anything about it now. Who knows, maybe in the next lifetimes... it's you and I together.", she shrugged, looking back again at Mina who is hoping too that it would become real.

"For now, let's just be grateful that love taught us a lesson for each other that leads us on finding other person that will makes us feel special. Mine is Sana, and I hope you can get your own someday soon, Mina... who can do things that it'll make you feel that you're in the right hands.", she patted Mina's hand to signify what she meant.

Mina then moved her head forward slowly, directly through Nayeon, who is aware of what she's about to do but can't stop her body from avoiding it instead.

Mina gave Nayeon a kiss on the lips. It lasted a while, but just long enough for her to be satisfied, as she finished it by taking her lip away from Nayeon, who is still astonished by what Mina just did.

"So this is how it would've felt if I'd chosen you," Mina chuckled. "I can't believe I'm this foolish to lose something this good," she sighed.

"Are you going to be okay?" Nayeon simply asked, brushing some strands of hair away from Mina's face.

Mina nodded. "I will. For the better good. Atleast I'll remain by your side. Seeing you and Sana happy in your relationship together as she gives you the exact amount of love you're giving to her is enough for me to support you two to the fullest.", she lets out a smile, a proof that this moment they're having right now even if it hurts.. it's still effective for the both of them.

Nothing heals by going through pain first.

"That's right, and be certain that we will do the same for you once you get yours soon," Nayeon informed Mina, now smiling alongside her.

"Thank you, Nayeon for this. Seriously."

"Same as you too, Mina." Nayeon said, the two sealed their proper closure together with one last hug before cutting it out when they heard the host announce something to everyone.

" Oh, the fireworks display is about to be set off in less than a minute. C'mon, let's go there and watch it!", Nayeon stood up immediately and offered her hand for Mina to hold onto. She accepted, and the two ran together back to the main ground to join the rest.

After witnessing the fireworks show for 5 minutes, Nayeon resumed talking with some other fellow batchmates while Mina returned to her table where Momo is eating a plate of jokbal alone.

"How did it end up?", Momo asked.

"It turned out well. We are now both happy for each other.", Mina smiled in assurance.

"Don't worry, Mina. This isn't the end for you yet. You will be loved soon. Just open your heart and let yourself realize who may that be.", Momo gave her friend another advice to cheer her up.

"I will.", Mina nodded. Momo then gave her a plate of one of the foods she picked and Mina gratefully took it as she started eating too.

Unbeknownst to Mina, Momo was secretly looking at her, and a smile began to grow on her face as her heartbeat began to soar in sync with the joy and hope she was feeling.

"I guess this is my opportunity now," Momo said in her mind, smiling broadly at it.

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hoezhatelola · 3 years ago

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Pretty Little Head

Yandere Deku x Fem!Reader

warnings: yandere tendencies(obviously), 18+ NSFW, gore/violence, drug usage, bondage, dubcon/noncon, praise kink, oral(female receiving), oral(male receiving), MDNI

a/n: this was actually a request i received outside of tumblr but i decided to make one here too! i’m so excited to write this one, i think that underneath deku’s innocent appearance he would make one hell of a yandere.

word count: 4.1k

deku had never anticipated someone like you would be the source of all his stress, pleasure, and love. despite being quirkless and utterly small compared to deku himself, you were always so kind. you were always there to take his hand and help him up when bakugou would push him down. you were always there to ruffle his hair and reassure him he’d do great on an exam. you were always there to offer him a snack or some extra lunch, even if you were hungry.

it left deku confused in the dust, as a child and still now, completely lost in how or why you were so nice to him. even when he took off to pursue his career of being a pro hero, which he was very successful in doing, you were still there to visit him or patch up his scratches.

in his bright green eyes and from beneath his curly green hair, this was enough for anyone to reserve the right to feel a burning hatred towards your significant other. he watched in anger as you sat on that blue-eyed idiot’s lap, tangling your fingers in his dark hair and whispering dirty nothings into his ear. he watched in jealousy as a stupid smirk spread across his lips, well aware there was something threatening to spring upwards as he palmed the fat of your thigh in response.

much to his dismay, he couldn’t watch you all hours of the day due to hero work. that didn’t mean he didn’t keep tabs on you however, which he accomplished by using his friends to update him on your whereabouts. who you were with, what you were doing, what you were wearing, what time you got home, when you fell asleep and when you wake up- he knew everything.

at the end of the day, he was still your best friend. you had invited him over one evening and you were telling him about your day, him smiling in response and just looking at you in awe, listening to you babble away.

“and then it started raining! so i had to run to my car and i ended up slipping, see?” you pointed towards your thigh where a large, and honestly, painful looking scrape was. his eyes widened in his response as he analyzed the mark. “that looks like it must’ve hurt, bunny.”

your heart repeated that same fluttering that it has been ever since you were teenagers at response to that nickname of yours. you’d think by now you’d have gotten used to it, huh?

“it did! and i was just laying there like an idiot in the rain for a good two minutes.” you laughed, emphasizing the word idiot. he chuckled in response, seemingly distracted with something else as he admired your smile and the way it lit up your entire cozy apartment.

“hey, you okay?” you asked suddenly, running a hand through his locks, the two of you seated on your sofa with the tv on in front of you. naturally as best friends, the two of you have had a few intimate moments, but they were always platonic. even though he knew this, he loved you too much for his breath not to hitch at the feeling of your soft fingertips playing with his hair.

“oh! yeah, i-i’m fine!” he chuckled, scratching the back of his neck and beaming brightly. “hero work just gets me tired and all, you know?” of course you didn’t know. what was he thinking saying that? you were always insecure of being quirkless, your childhood bully, bakugou, not being any help.

you pulled your hand back and looked away, your eyelids slightly lowering themselves, giving you a less excited expression. deku felt his heart drop and his stomach turn inside out, he hated himself for getting so caught up in his own thoughts of fluffy handcuffs adorning your wrists and your bodies colliding that he had forgotten to think before speaking.

“i didn’t mean it like that, bunny!” he said quickly, reaching out to grab your hand when you dodged him. “what are you-”

“this isn’t the first time you’ve said something like that, deku.” you muttered, immediately questioning yourself afterwards. were you being too sensitive? “even if you didn’t mean it this time, i- i just hate hearing you say it…” your eyes locked into the floor, your fingers now fiddling with each other.

although deku didn’t always have the strongest memory, he never failed to remember that some things in the world were far too fragile to be left out there. that they were too sensitive and too kind and too innocent to be yelled at. but sometimes- and only sometimes, did they deserve to be punished.

he did his best to soften his voice before scooting closer and placing a much larger and scarred up hand on top of yours. “bunny, i really didn’t mean it this time. you know that there’s nothing wrong with being quirkless, right?” he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, now revealing your tear-stained side profile.

head now resting on his chest as he sat next to you, wrapping his arms around you in attempt to comfort you, his heart beating through his clothes. “i’ve always wanted to be a hero, since we were little. pathetic how i thought i actually had a chance…” you mumbled into his chest, blinking back more tears and suppressing a sniffle. “when you got into U.A., and your quirk developed late, i was s’ happy fer’ you. i looked up to you and i- i always wa-wanted to be jus’ like y-you.” your words became more jumbled as your tears welled up and you hiccuped multiple times.

deku was then reminded of the significant fact that he never told you the truth about his quirk, and he never planned to. always wanted to be like him, huh? he allowed you to cry into his chest, enveloping you in all of the possible warmth that he could, feeling his opportunity nearing closer and closer.

“looked up to me? hah… bunny, i always looked up to you.” he tilted your chin up and wiped a tear away with his calloused thumb, his strong arms still around your smaller frame. “you’ve always been so kind and intelligent, and a lot stronger than me. hell, you stood up to kacchan when i couldn’t!”

a small smile worked it’s way onto your lips in response. “that’s my bunny, there’s that smile..” deku said, and you giggled, hugging him tighter than before. “aah, thanks deku.” you sighed, “maybe i was being a little, smh- dramatic.” you sniffled, shrugging your shoulders.

“not at all… hey, how about some of your favorite tea? you know i make it the best!” he said enthusiastically as you curled up with a blanket that he had gotten you on your last birthday. “why not?” you giggled as he walked into the kitchen and prepared your drink.

an unfamiliar, soft sensation could be felt on your wrists, restraining you from moving. the surface you were on was particularly soft and comfortable, and you hazily opened your eyes to be met with a large room. you looked up and spotted a pair of fluffy, pink handcuffs locked tightly onto your wrists above your head, keeping you restrained to the white, wooden headboard.

the four walls were painted a baby pink, a large mirror, decorated with swirls on the edges hanging in the middle, and the entire room lined with stuffies, trinkets, pillows and everything soft. from what you could see, the door had more locks on it than you could count with your blurred vision, and surely, heavy approaching footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door.

you held your breath and closed your eyes, turning your head and pretending to be asleep. your lips parted in a gentle breath for air, your body remaining still as the unknown person entered the room and locked the door behind them. you felt the right side of the bed dip as if someone was looming over you, attempting to get a better look at something.

“i know you’re awake, bunny. i heard you tugging at the pretty little handcuffs.” your eyes snapped open at the sound of your best friend’s voice. his eyes locked with yours as he set a plate down beside the bed and pulled you to sit up straight. “hey, pretty girl.”

“d-deku?” you stuttered, eyes widening as the feeling in your legs was now returning. “yes, my love?” he replied, the plate of food now in his lap as he began to cut the piece of meat for you. “what- what the hell is going on? why am i handcuffed to this bed? where even am i?”

“shh, shh… relax, bunny. eat a little first, i made your favorite!” he shoved the piece of steak up against your lips using the fork and you shook your head now. his knuckles gripped the fork so tightly they turned white, and so you complied and chewed. “remember how i told you i was renovating my basement? welcome! i made it all pretty and comfortable for you! i have all your favorite colors and i got all these fluffy plushies and blankets!” he said with too much excitement.

“ahh!” his eyes lit up, “we’re gonna have so much fun here, for the rest of forever!” you swallowed the bite you took before he was already offering you more, obviously eager to see you full. “deku… i’m still confused here. uncuff me, now.”

“tch… you’re really ungrateful, you know.” he muttered, continuing to feed you and caress you. “how am i ungrateful, huh?” you asked furiously, a complete fool for thinking you could even remotely amount to his level. you locked your eyes with his as he set the food to the side and forced you to drink water and remain hydrated. beyond his insane thought process and maniacal grins, even an idiot could see he still cared.

“first, i wake up in some completely random room, handcuffed to a bed! and then you come in here, offer me a meal, and then when i want to be uncuffed, im ungrateful? deku, you need to ex-” he leaned in a cut you off completely, your lips attaching.

you turned your head in attempt to look away, to which he grabbed your chin and held you still. his hands trailing down to between your thighs, effortlessly spreading them apart, your fighting back doing nothing at all. his hands tightened their grips on your inner thighs as his lips continued on your neck. he found your hopeless squirming adorable, but irritating.

“gah… stay still.” his tone firmed and his eyes narrowed, again looking into yours. you’d seen him mad before, of course, and you’d seen him determined and impatient and annoyed, but he was never so intimidating towards you. deku realized this shortly after, immediately softening his tone as he dipped his head down to between your legs, nibbling at the fat of your thighs.

“what are you- aah…” you gasped suddenly, your head snapping downwards to see his tongue run a long, clean lick over your slit from on top of your cute little panties. you knew you stood no chance against the number one hero, and you’d never admit to the growing dampness between your legs. your thighs threatened to grind together as his tongue and teeth continued teasing the edges of your panties, avoiding where you genuinely needed him.

“deku, pl-please don’ do th-this.” you gulped down, a tear making it’s way down your cheek. he looked up at you and smiled brightly and pulled down your panties, throwing them to the side, much to your confusion. “but look at you, bunny..” he ran two fingers along your now naked, glistening cunt as your juices coated them. “you’re completely soaked for me. you don’t actually want me to stop, do you? hmm..”he hummed.

“i… i don’t…” you struggled desperately to find words as your cheeks flushed red at the feeling of his eyes seeing things no one else ever has before. “right…” he smugly said both at the feeling of knowing how much you were second guessing yourself, and seeing you blush so furiously, spreading your legs apart even further, holding you down once again, effortlessly. “now just be my good bunny and take it.”

his words sent you over the fucking edge, your thighs grinding together for some type of friction as he laughed with a sense of superiority, now lying completely on his stomach and lapping at your folds. he wasted no time, and the feeling of his wet tongue slide across your womanhood was a sensation you were unfamiliar with. the last ounce of your strength was used when fighting back, and so you just lied there and took it, just like deku said.

your sweet taste drove him more insane than he already was. he watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your brows knitted together, and he swore he fell in love with you all over again. his thumb was brought to your clit before he ran careful circles over it, blowing hot air against your pussy when you attempted to squirm away, causing goosebumps to rise against your skin. you could feel him smirking against you, and at this point you didn’t really care.

“de-deku… i’m- what the f-fuck..” you were at a loss for words. obviously you knew what an orgasm was, you’re not an idiot. this time was different than all of the other times you had willingly explored there on your own. it was something so much stronger, so much better. “i know, bunny. go ahead pretty girl… cum for me.” he spoke, muffled against your juices and folds.

his command was all it took for you to feel a strong coil within your stomach snap, and your mouth formed a silent ‘O,’ shape as your body shook in pleasure and you saw white spots all over your vision. your orgasm washed over you like a crashing wave, your desperate and pathetic fingers digging into the soft handcuffs you still wore.

“deku? ‘m tired now…” you mumbled in response to him unzipping his pants and undoing your handcuffs. “already?” he said playfully, but his face was nothing but serious. you nodded and hummed quietly in response as he looked down at you, noting how angelic you looked in this warm lighting that he had set up throughout the room using small lamps, cozy lights, and candles. not real candles, of course- what if you got burned when he wasn’t there?

“we’re not done yet, pretty girl. on your knees.” he looked down at you as he stood at the foot of the bed, watching you crawl over to him. you looked up at him, unsure of what to do next. “why am i here?” his eyes widened in realization that you actually didn’t know what to do this time, and it only made him more excited and honored to be your first. he pulled his pants down a little more, revealing his black boxers and a huge bulge.

“go ahead, take it out.” you hesitantly reached towards the bulge and pulled his boxers down, his large and throbbing member springing up and slapping you right in the nose. “ow…” you mumbled to yourself, and deku laughed. “fuck, you’re so cute. now take it in your hands and pump it a few times, use that pretty mouth.”

you ran your fingers across the tip, not knowing how much that stimulated him. after hearing a soft grunt when you ran your thumb across the tip, dragging his pre-cum along a large vein down the base, you assumed it was a good thing. your eyes explored the strange new thing as he took a fist of your hair. you looked up at him and winced at the sudden sting in your scalp.

“suck on it, bunny. use your mouth.” he repeated again, growing impatient. you grew determined to make him feel good too, all thoughts of fighting back leaving your mind. your hand nearly wrapped around his entire girth, but he was too thick for your smaller hands to do so. once again, hesitantly, you kitten-licked the tip a few times as his eyes shut calmly for a moment. your warm mouth wrapped around the tip as he basked in the feeling of the wetness, you released it with an unintentional pop.

“like this?” you asked innocently as he looked down to watch you suck his length, moving down slowly as you attempted to take all of him in your mouth. you could only go halfway before he hit the back of your throat, and when you gagged cutely around him, the grip on your hair tightened and a quiet whimper escaped the back of his throat. you picked up the pace in response and sucked even more furiously as best as you could, repeatedly gagging and hollowing your cheeks. “y-yeah… aauhh, jus’ like that, bunny.”

you continued your sucking and gentle pumping and tongue swirling around him as he continued to yank at your hair and admire your tear stained face and saliva covered mouth and throat. “aah.. yer’ sure you’ve n-never.. mgh, done this before?” he struggled to speak due to his many grunts and moans.

you nodded quietly as you felt him harden and pulsate in your mouth, repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. he suddenly pulled your hair, hard, and you winced loudly. he got down to your level and cleaned your face using his hand and dragged a thumb across your lip, consumed in the way tears pricked at your eyes just for him. “wh-what was that for? ‘m not done.” you muttered, reaching towards his cock when he stopped you with a chuckle and a deranged grin.

“like it that much, hm? we’re not done yet, bunny. don’t worry.” you tilted your head, your eyes then widening. “y-you mean, we’re gonna..” you trailed off as he gently pushed you down by your shoulders onto you back, crawling on top of you and hovering over your body. he cupped your cheek with one large hand and used his knee to spread your thighs apart. he clicked his tongue and trailed kisses from your jaw down your neck to between the valley of your breasts, looking up at you with his emerald green orbs.

“don’t act clueless, bunny. i know you’ve thought about getting touched down here by a real man.” he chuckled, slapping his length against your cunt two times, causing you to jump. “d-deku, please don-” your own words were caught in your throat when he slid the first few centimeters in, causing you to gasp and tug roughly on your handcuffs. “g-get off.. aauh..” you whimpered, attempting to push him off of you, clearly doing nothing. you fought the growing sting in your velvety walls as he slowly inched in.

“its okay, pretty girl. a little bit at a time..” he whispered into your ear, causing your walls to clench around his first few inches, to which he smirked and nibbled on your jaw. “that’s it... good girl.” he praised as he filled you up completely. deku was so overwhelmed with the pleasure of his bunny wrapped around his cock, and the reality that he was your first that he forgot to wait for you to adjust before pulling out and thrusting back in.

“deku!” you cried out in pain as his eyes widened and he immediately wrapped his arms around you, hugging you into his chest. “i’m so sorry,” he rapidly apologized over and over again, claiming he lost control and would wait now. “i-it hurts...” you muttered into his neck before nodding a minute later, signalling he could now move. he slowly pulled out and thrust back in, his tip barely brushing up against your cervix. he moved once more and a swirling pool of pleasure slowly took over any remnants of pain.

“mmph.. faster, deku.” you mewled out his nickname that you’ve had for him since you were little, and his heart picked up the pace before looking into your eyes and drowning in your expression as he slid in and out of you, your walls pulsating tightly around him, your thighs and his balls now soaked in your juices. “fuck... aauh, you’re such a good fucking girl for me, hah.” he said in a cocky tone, now slamming into you relentlessly.

“while we’re here,” he said, his pace growing sloppier by the second. “let’s get one thing crystal clear.” he continued, grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look at his flushed face, his cock still pounding into your sloppy cunt, the lewd noises of him fucking you filling the room. “you’re mine, all fucking mine. this fucking pussy,” he said, punctuating his sentence with a light slap against your folds. “this body, that cute little expression in your eyes, and everything else about you belongs to me. not that blue-eyed shit-faced bitch.” he raised his voice causing you to flinch.

“we’re clear with that, aren’t we?” he asked as your eyes rolled into the back of your head due to him continuously hitting that spot with the tip of his member. “hey,” he growled, bringing a throat to your neck and squeezing it tightly, completely cutting off your oxygen. you clawed at his hand as best as you could despite your handcuffs, and your face grew a bright pink and almost purple. he hated slapping you or choking you or tying you up, and he hated himself for getting excited at that fearful look in your glistening eyes. he released his grip on your throat and you gasped desperately for air, glaring at him. “fucking answer me.”

“y-yeah, mhnm...” you moaned out, still recovering from being choked. your pussy clenched around him as you felt your second, much stronger, orgasm nearing. he felt his own nearing as well, your beautiful moans not helping in holding him back. “yeah, what?” he smirked, knowing he was pushing your limits. “y-yeah, we’re ..mhgn, clear!” you yelled in frustration as he got a kick out of it, enjoying the idea of you thinking you could raise your voice at him.

“you know what?” he pulled out rapidly, cumming all over your stomach before lying beside you, leaving you empty and unsatisfied. “wh-what?” you stuttered in shock and irritation, grinding your thighs together for some type of friction as you angrily yanked on your handcuffs. “now...” he kissed the tip of your nose and smiled at you brightly, as if all of this was amusing. “you don’t get to finish!” he exclaimed happily, giggling shortly after as you struggled and tugged at your restraints.

“why?” you questioned the green-haired man, who said nothing. he wrapped a strong arm around your needy body and fought the urge to play with your clit using his fingertips. “why, deku? this isn’t fair!’ you whined as he chuckled dryly and tightened the soft handcuffs. “nothing is fair, my love. i have another shift now, so i’ll be gone for a few hours. need anything?” he asked in a condescending tone, knowing you would motion towards your dripping, aching cunt, which he wouldn’t help you with. he didn’t care to help your needy pussy.

he got up and grabbed the silver key he used to previously lock the basement door, glancing back at your distressed eyes one more time before leaving and slamming the door shut.

“maybe next time you won’t get some silly idea in that pretty little head of yours that you can raise your voice with me.”

#deku #yandere #bnha #my hero academia #yandere izuku #tired sigh #mha smut #deku smut #i hope it makes sense #im so tired #smut #i love him #i love him i love him i love him i love him

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Wallpaper - Reid x Reader

A/N: Hello Lovelies! I attempted some pure fluff this time to show my love to my bby, @spencer-reid-in-a-pool ! I wanted to shower her with love and this was the only way I could think how, so I hope you enjoy! Shoutout to @imagining-in-the-margins for the adorable prompt! You’re amazing and ily!

Also shout out to my amazing beta buddies, @sunlight-moonrise , @clean-bands-dirty-stories , and @definitelynotkatesblog !

Spencer Reid x Reader

Category: FLUFFY FLUFF

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 4.2k

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In the world of darkness that surrounds our lives, it’s important to find the light in the world. Luckily for me, our paperwork days meant being sat across from my best friend, Spencer Reid. The man whose smile lit the entire room, who could drop everything in an instant for someone he loves; who makes my days brighter at the simplest, “Hi.” The curly-haired genius spends his days surrounded by the worst humans in existence, using his brain to help the world before helping himself. With his IQ of 187, his mind works a million miles a minute, but sometimes he still needs help. That’s where my job comes in.

I joined the BAU a year ago, and was instantly drawn to the resident genius. He was timid when I first met him, as if scared the world would break him with everything it decided to throw at the sweet man. Slowly, I captured the heart of our resident genius, who was now my best friend. Over the course of the years, he became my favorite person. On cases, I would make sure he took time to drink water and rest when possible, bringing him snacks when his brain was wrapped in his geological profile. I made it my mission to teach the genius to love himself as much as he loves others.

Paperwork days were when I really got to see his bright smile and soft laughter. It became a running joke between us. Whenever Spencer would get up to grab us coffee from the kitchen, I would steal his phone to change the wallpaper to something silly. Every time he would check his phone for updates, he would see a new silly picture and grace me with a shining smile and chuckle. Even for these split moments in time, I knew I had distracted him from the morbid things littering our desks. His smile lit up the bullpen, leaving butterflies fluttering around in my stomach, my own smile gracing my lips. He would always shake his head before changing it back, already knowing he would find a new wallpaper later that day. Luckily for me, today was a long, dragging paperday which means I had plenty of time to meet my Spencer-Smile quota for the day.

First thing this morning, I got my hands on his cell. Pre-coffee brain, the only thing I could think of was the most ridiculous picture of our own Derek Morgan. The image was one Penelope graced me with, a photo he attached when shamelessly flirting with her during our downtime. As quickly as I could, I set the lockscreen and gently placed the device back on his desk, almost in the right spot although I’m sure Spencer would notice it had been moved. I sit back in my chair, slowly starting to spin as I see Spencer make his way back to our desks, two mugs in hand as his glasses begin to slide down the bridge of his nose. I shoot up to wrap my hands around the steaming mug, the warmth like a warm hug. I pull the mug up to my face, smelling the delicious scent of coffee created perfectly to my specifications. Sometimes boy genius’ memory has its perks. Settling back at my desk, I sort through the mound of files for the day in anticipation.

Looking up from my own cases, I look across to Spencer who has his face buried in a file, his finger trailing down the pages taking my mind into places it shouldn’t go. After an hour he still hasn’t seen his wallpaper, plastering a frown on my face. I pull out my own device, immediately texting a gif of Stitch saying hi to “Pretty Boy”, hearing his phone ding almost immediately. Looking across to Spencer, he almost spits out his coffee seeing the ever flirtatious Derek Morgan gracing his screen. The reaction sent me into a whirlwind of laughter, my head thrown back, almost cackling at the poor man.

As I calm down, wiping the tears from under my eyes, I see Spencer looking at me with his signature smile, making my heart flutter.

“That was a good one, Y/N. You really got me this time.” He chuckles, looking at this screen again before looking back at me. “Might have been your best one yet,” he says as he works to change it back. The poor technophobe had to learn because of me how to change his wallpaper since he realized I wouldn’t stop anytime soon. He’s still a tad slow but watching him try to work through it makes my heart happy as I return to my own files.

As I try to work through my own files, an IM from the tech queen herself pings my computer.

P.Garcia: “Changed Boy Wonder’s wallpaper again? When are you going to tell him?! Your puppy eyes give you away, darling. You can’t lie to me.”

Y/N: “Darling Penelope, I would never lie to you. Alas, you continue shipping something that will never sail..” I reply to her, hoping she gets the gist.

Although Spencer lives in my thoughts rent free, that’s where he’ll stay. As much as I wanted him in my arms instead, it simply wasn’t going to happen. I close my messages before trying to actually get some work done. I’d rather not stay late yet again due to my tendency to be a bit scatterbrained.

***

Coffee break number two rolls around and I already have the perfect picture planned. Reid scurries into the kitchen desperate for more coffee and I rush to his desk. Pulling out his phone, I send an image to it before saving it. It is one of my all time favorites. A movie night Spencer and I shared. I convinced him to let me pamper him under the reasoning of some well deserved self-care. Surprisingly, the man went along with my antics, although fighting me on this gem. The image is a sneaky one that Reid doesn’t even know exists. During our self-care night, I tried to take pictures of him looking as cute as ever, but he kept blocking me. Luckily, Spencer fell asleep before his mask came off leaving the perfect opportunity to snap the evidence. There is Spencer in all his glory, curled up on my couch in the light blue robe I saved for him that was covered in little clouds, a purple face-mask clinging to his cheeks, trying to avoid his eyebrows.To top it all off, he wore a bright pink headband to push his hair back decorated with bunny ears. The picture shows the soft side of our boy, a side I wished he would show more.

Throwing his phone back on his pile of files, I sit back at my desk, nonchalantly sipping my now cold coffee. Seeing Reid shuffle back to his desk, I wait for him to pick up his phone with my mug resting against my mouth. Spencer readjusts his frames as he settles in his chair, looking me in the eyes before looking at his phone. Instead of his normal chuckle, a pout graces his plush lips. Although his lips are normally a favorite of mine to stare at, the pout twists my gut.

“I thought you didn’t get any pictures of me that night,” he mumbles, giving me puppy eyes that could give mine a run for their money.

Despite my pride in the picture, his tone makes me feel just a little guilty. “I’m sorry, Spence, I thought you were so cute when you were napping. I didn’t want to make you upset.” I pout, the butterflies disintegrating as the moments pass. Rummaging through my drawer, I find my sack of trail mix and toss it to the dark-eyed man. “Here, take my trail mix, I know it’s your favorite,” I offer, a small smile painted on my face. Spencer’s eyes land on me, lips turning up once more into the smile that never fails to take my breath away.

“I appreciate it, but I can’t take it. I know it’s basically the only thing you eat on your lunch break.” His call out causes heat to rise into my face.

I stay insistent though. “I want you to have it. I don’t like making you sad.” I shoot back, giving him my infamous puppy eyes. Even Aaron Hotchner falls for them, there is no way the doctor could resist.

“Okay,” he starts, automatically having me rush across to his desk to give him the snack. “On one condition,” He finishes, making my face fall once more. Spencer never lets people just give him a present, he always does more for others. “Since you’re giving me your snack, you come with me to get a proper lunch since you need food and I could use the hour away from these files.” He smiles at me, already munching on the trail mix so I have no choice but to agree.

“Deal. BUT, I want pancakes if we’re going,” I reason with him, plopping back in my chair.

“IHOP it is.” He chuckles, the sound resonating in my brain as we both hurry through our respective files.

***

At coffee break number three, Reid stands from his desk, scrunching his nose to fix his glasses as he reaches across to snatch my mug from my desk. Hiding my face in the file until he walks away, I turn to see him shaking his head, knowing I’m about to change his wallpaper yet again.

Once I see him turn the corner, I stretch over to grab his phone he conveniently left square in the middle of his desk, giving the man yet another excuse to talk to her. Flipping through the camera roll, I hear a chuckle from the desk a few feet away. Looking over, I find the one and only, Derek Morgan shaking his head at me.

“What’s so funny, Thunder? Sad the attention isn’t on you anymore?” I tease him while trying to find the perfect picture.

“I just find the pining that goes on between two supposedly brilliant people entertaining.” He chuckles as my jaw drops, turning to him. “Come on, Princess. You don’t think we don’t all know you and Pretty Boy fancy each other, do you? It’s obvious to everyone except the boy himself.”

I shake my head. “He’d never see me that way, Morgan. This is just for shits and giggles.” I breathe out, settling on an image of our feet in front of the TV screen, mismatched socks adorning our feet while “Beauty and the Beast” plays in the background. He sports a neon pink sock along with a navy blue sock covered in planets, while my feet claimed one sock covered in different moon phases, the other covered in little alien creatures. Placing his phone on his desk, I settle back at my own, shooting Morgan a closing, “You’re just seeing things, Morgan.” before burying myself back in the file at hand.

Moments later, my mug is sat directly in front of me before Reid sits at his own desk. Automatically picking up his phone to check, my tummy flutters at the smile he releases while staring at the screen for a moment before looking at me. Making eye contact, I notice a slight pink tint to his cheeks, before he looks back at the image.

“This might be my favorite one yet,” he murmurs, adjusting his glasses without looking away from the screen. I feel my cheeks heat up, getting warmer by the second, but I cannot tear my eyes from the man who holds my heart without even knowing it.

***

“Hey Y/N. Ready for lunch?” Spencer asks, tearing my eyes from the IMs Garcia floods me with daily.

“Ready when you are!” I reply, jumping at the opportunity to get away from the files scattered on my desk. You’d think serial killers would take a day off sometimes. Shuffling to my feet, I grab my keys from my desk and grab Spencer’s hand, dragging him to the elevator with me.

“Seems like it’s more ready when Y/N is.” He chuckles, straightening his glasses once he comes to a stop in front of the silver doors. As we step in, Garcia frantically waves at us, before sprinting into the bullpen as the doors close.

“Well, you’re in luck, Pretty Boy. You get me as your personal chauffeur to lunch.” I beam at him as he goes bug-eyed.

“Lucky? In your death trap, Y/N?” He chuckles, putting a flabbergasted look on my face.

“Hey!” I yell at him, playfully elbowing him in the ribs. “My car has lasted 15 long years I’ll have you know, and she runs as smooth as ever,” I shoot back, immediately leaving him behind when the doors open. “Maybe I’ll just go get pancakes without you then.” It’s playful when I lock all the car doors except for mine, and he knows it.

That doesn’t stop him from playing along. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry Y/N! Will you ever forgive my poor soul?” he jokes, holding both his hands over his heart as he begs for forgiveness. Unlocking the doors, I giggle at his antics before heading to the restaurant.

***

“Y’all ready to order, or do you need a few more minutes?” The server returns to the table with our coffees, along with an apple juice for my inner child.

“Yes ma’am. Can I get the plain pancakes with eggs, as well as a side of bacon and sausage?” Spencer asks while gathering both our menus for her. “Of course, sugar. What about you darlin’?” she turns to me as Spencer dumps almost the entire sugar container into his mug.

“I’ll just have the chocolate chip pancake, please!” I smile at her as I steal what’s left of the sugar from the man across from me.

“No problem, that’ll be right out for y’all.” She smiles at us before heading off to the kitchen.

“Did you know chocolate chips were invented by Ruth Wakefield because she decided to chop up a chocolate bar and add it to her cookie batter?” Spencer looks to me as he starts with factoids. “And white chocolate isn’t even truly chocolate! White chocolate is made with a blend of sugar, cocoa butter, milk products, vanilla, and a fatty substance called lecithin. Not that it’s a surprise, considering it doesn’t even taste like chocolate. Probably because it doesn't contain chocolate solids.” he rambles as I stare at him with stars in my eyes. “However, dark chocolate is loaded with organic compounds that are biologically active and function as antioxidants. These include polyphenols, flavanols and catechins, among others. Dark chocolate also has a list of different benefits proven from consumption.” He finishes, taking a sip of his coffee as I continue staring at the man.

“What ever would I do without you, Boy Wonder?” I say, seeing Spencer’s face heat up at my remark as he hides behind his mug.

“M-me?” He asks, as if he couldn’t believe it. He shakes his head in disbelief before I could respond, showering me with many more factoids while waiting for our food rather than accept my compliment.

“Alright, here’s your food darlin’. Let me know if there’s anything else I could do for y’all.” The server tells us, shooting us a smile before moving onto another table. Spencer takes his time cutting up his food, dousing his plate in more syrup than pancake. Meanwhile, I dig into my pancakes as if it’s the last thing I will ever eat.

Halfway through my own pancakes, I look up to see Spencer looking directly at me with a look I couldn’t quite distinguish.

“Why are you staring at me?” I ask him, almost seeming to pull him from a trance before responding.

“Oh. Uh, you have chocolate on your face.” He tells me, seeing my face flush at the information. I grab my napkin and quickly wipe my lips making sure not to miss a spot. Little did I know, there wasn’t a single speck on my face.

“Is it gone?” I ask him, hoping not to embarrass myself further.

“Oh, yeah it’s gone.” he smiles, returning his focus onto his own plate.

Going back to eating, I keep sneaking pieces of the bacon off Spencer’s plate, causing him to smile each time.

“Hey Spence. I have a question for you.” I tell him, shoving a piece of bacon in my mouth.

“And what would that be, Y/N?” He asks me, sipping his coffee.

“Why is it every time we come here you order sausage and bacon, if you never touch the bacon?” I ask him, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

“Would you like my honest answer?” He pushes back, as if I would want anything else from him. I nod with a mouth full of pancakes, earning a smile while he responds. “Because I know you’ll always steal the bacon from my plate but will never actually order it yourself.” He smiles at me, returning to his own food leaving me speechless and even more red.

Finishing up our plates, Spencer takes initiative to organize all of the empty dishes so our server has less work. Giggling at his antics, I pull out my phone to check the time, seeing we still have plenty of time before our break is over.

“Are we getting milkshakes?” he asks me, sipping the last of his coffee before adding the mug to his carefully organized dish-pile.

“Of course we’re getting milkshakes, what kind of question is that, Spencer?” I look at him, almost appalled he would assume we weren’t. “We each have a sweet tooth I’ve ever seen matched by anyone else, why would you ever assume I would say no to a milkshake?”

“I wasn’t sure if we had the time, I didn’t want to make us late.” He explains, shaking his head yet again at my child-like antics.

When the server returns, we both order the largest mint-chip shakes they had before returning to our usual banter in waiting. Not long after, the server returned with a single shake.

“I’m so sorry sugar, apparently we only had enough ingredients for one mint-chip. Can I get y’all something else?” The server asks us, feeling bad she couldn’t fulfill our order.

“You take the mint-chip, Spence. I’ll order something else.” I push the shake toward him as he blocks it from getting to him.

“It’s okay, Y/N. I’m not worried about it.” He replies, fighting me over a milkshake.

“Spence-” I begin to argue before he abruptly cuts me off.

“Would you like to share the shake with me, Y/N?” he asks me, looking me directly in the eye. I froze for a moment, taken aback at the offer from the germaphobe in front of me.

“If that’s okay with you, Spence. Then, sure!” I respond, checking if it was okay with him.

“I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t okay, Y/N.” He shoots back, chuckling at me before asking the server for two straws. The man in front of me steals more and more of my heart with every passing moment.

***

Going up the elevator to the BAU was a constant battle between us. Spencer secretly gave the server his card so I wouldn’t even have a chance to fight him on paying.

“You gave me your trail mix, Y/N! That’s the whole reason I asked you to get lunch in the first place! Why would I let you pay when I extended the invitation?” He shoots at me as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Shooting him a look of discontent, we both sit back at our desks, feeling 2 pairs of eyes staring at us from a few desks over.

“Don’t look now, but I think Tweedledee and Tweedledum are staring at us.” I lean over to whisper. Reid tries his best to look up at them, nonchalant as possible. Despite the boy being a genius, he is anything but sly, looking just in time to see Derek and Penelope snap their heads to whatever was on his desk. Giving them a smile, Reid picks up his own file to return to his own tasks for the day. However, the task only lasted so long before the genius needed yet another cup of coffee for the day. Heading off to the kitchen, I quickly grab the phone he left on his desk on his break, trying to plan the perfect image.

Before I could get far, I was abruptly stopped in my tracks. Staring at the homescreen on his phone, I couldn’t understand how I hadn’t noticed this before. Had this been in front of my face the entire time? Staring at the screen, I see myself and Spencer from our weekly movie nights. I had all of our silly photos, yet I had never seen this one. I see myself, puffed out cheeks with my eyes crossed, pulling at my ears to make myself look like a monkey, but my eyes can only look at Spencer. He hadn’t made his silly face. Instead, the man before me is staring directly at me, the sweetest smile across his lips. His little nose scrunch in full effect, his beautiful hazel eyes creased in the corner from his smile. That smile that could melt my heart in two seconds flat. Staring at the screen for what felt like centuries, I refocus on my surroundings when I hear his soft voice behind me.

“Wow, Y/N. Getting a little slow with the changes now, are we?” He laughs, before noticing the look on my face. Stopping dead in his tracks, he looks at me confused more than ever. Not being able to form words, I raise my hand to show him the wallpaper, the perfect image of us. His eyes go wide, his mug almost slipping through his fingers.

“Y/N, I-” He starts.

“Spence… Where did this picture come from?” I ask him, looking back at the screen before me. “I’ve never seen this one before,” I whisper, before Spencer puts his hands over mine, the mug now living on his desk.

“I, uh. I took this one before making a face, I just couldn’t resist.” He whispers, pulling my chin up gently between his two fingers, looking me dead in the eye. “Y/N…” He starts, glancing down before gazing back at me with the same look I saw at the restaurant. “I couldn’t resist because I wanted to keep a physical copy of one of the happiest moments of my life. And I care about you... More than care about you! You make my days so much brighter when you’re around. You’re the only person to ever know me, the real me. And I..” he trails off, working his confidence up to finish his thought. “I love you, Y/N. And that picture was saved, locked away on my phone so I could be reminded how much you mean to me, and how much you care on some of my darkest days. I love you, Y/N. It’s the only thing I have locked away because it’s the moment I knew I was in love with you.” He finishes, breathing out as he waits for me to react. Stunned into silence, I stand there looking at the man, seeing his face turn to panic. “It’s okay if you do-” He starts, stunned when he is cut off by his plush lips being covered by my own. He slides his hand onto my cheek, holding my face as he returns the affection.

Pulling away, I look him dead in the eye, I pull out of his embrace to my own desk, grabbing my phone. Returning to his side, I unlock my phone to show him my own hidden homescreen, a grin spreading on my cheeks from the flood of emotion. From our self-care night, it is quite possibly my favorite image of the man. He was in his robe, bunny headband and mask, but he was trying to block the images from being taken. His hand was raised in an attempt, but I could hear the laughter radiate from the image, the smile making my heart swoon at every glance. Looking between me and the image, Spencer’s jaw drops at my own revelation, before pulling me into a bone-crushing hug. Burying my face in his neck, I murmur my own “I love you.” Before a whistle from the peanut gallery beside us breaks it up.

Shooting a look to Penelope, I see she has the biggest smile plastered on her own face, her rosy cheeks probably stinging from the sheer joy painted on. Morgan sitting beside her lounges back in his own chair, shooting a wink our way.

Returning to our respective seats, I can’t help but steal glances at the man beside me. When he catches me, I can’t help but giggle.

“Hey Spence. How long was I oblivious to your homescreen?” I ask him, curious as to how much of a dumbass I truly was. Seeing his cheeks flush pink, he turns to me with guilt in his eyes,

“Y/N.. as much as I would love to take the credit, I don’t know where the wallpaper came from. I can barely change it back after you mess with it.” He confesses, a shy smile on his face. Laughing at his technophobe ways, it finally registers that he didn’t actually set the wallpaper.

“Wait, then who changed it?” I ask him, before hearing stilettos and boots scurrying down the hall, laughter trailing behind them. Looking back at my boy, those eyes stole all my words away, and that smile… the smile I had seen so many times before but never knew the intention, the smile I fell in love with, I knew he would forever be my always.

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nct-lian · 4 years ago

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nct 127’s relation to lian

TAEIL + LIAN: IL-LI

taeil used to wake her up for school when she was still a teenager :((

such a soft but overlooked duo

will appreciate each other forever and ever

lian teaches him roasts in english that he can say to johnny

remain each other’s hype man and woman

taeil was the first to suggest he and the other nct members react to the trailers of her dramas on video so they can boost them in popularity

promotes the HELL out of lian’s solo career over twitter

lian loves coming up behind him and just giving him hugs because he’s soft (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

they watch movies together a lot! but taeil has to come down to the fifth floor because lian hates it up on the tenth one

he was once able to grab her hand in an airport and they held hands the entire time :(( a few pictures went a little viral

they share hoodies NSHDHSHCJA

lian keeps bugging him to get an instagram

taeil will ALWAYS take her side in silly arguments she and the other members have sometimes

he makes fun of her height because she’s shorter than him-

he also used to help her with her homework :(

cried when lian went on her first date

“my child is growing up (´∩｀。)”

had to do a background check on the guy before he even allowed him to come in contact with her again, though

JOHNNY + LIAN: JOANN

johnny is her dad, period

no questions asked he is her father

will give her piggyback rides all the time

he was once woken up by her jumping on his bed and asking if they could go shopping

at 6:00 am

he actually got up, got ready and took her shopping but since it was so early, the stores were all closed

he took her out for japanese fluffy pancakes, though!

whenever lian is sick, johnny makes her his mom’s homemade chicken noodle soup recipe :((

speaking of johnny’s mom, she loves lian to death and always asks johnny if he’s taking good care of her

if they’re not being asked any questions or having to translate anything during interviews, they always whisper jokes in each other’s ears to try and make the other one laugh

because of how lian dies during the trailer of her new drama, johnny cried in front of twenty-two other men while they reacted to it

he was NOT embarrassed

“how are you guys not crying? this is so sad. what a cruel world we live in ໒( ˵ •̀ □ •́ ˵ )७”

kept screaming at lian’s “dream of you” performance video

��WHY ARE YOU ON THE GROUND DANCING LIKE THAT?!” “JISUNG COVER YOUR EYES-“

he once effortlessly picked up lian and moved her somewhere else because she wasn’t standing where she was supposed to be

everyone says that their ship name is something a white, suburban mom would be named. now nctzens pronounce joann like “joanne” ･x･

it was said on the zach sang show that johnny used to measure her height every month to see if she grows or not, and that’s the only reason why he has her height memorized

TAEYONG + LIAN: LIYONG

has lost lian in so many airports it’s not even funny

“hyung, what happened to lian?” “oh, you have GOT to be kidding me-“

whenever he doesn’t see her he goes into panic mode and starts asking if anyone has seen his little sister

“about this tall with really shiny hair? her cheekbones are insane, i swear. OH OH OH SHE WAS WEARING JOHNNY’S HOODIE- you don’t know what johnny’s hoodie looks like.. okay, well thank you for your help.”

one of the first members that she was comfortable with

lian said that he was her role model :’(

as the leader, he’s always taking care of her and will not sleep until he knows for sure she’s eaten

because of how lian never participated in any of nct’s first bit of promotions due to being too uncomfortable around them, she was allowed to skip out on the viewings of their relay video letters

but she was still required to make one for somebody and that somebody was taeyong ˵ ຈ ︿ ຈ ˵

she said that she was glad he was her leader and that she hoped to become closer one day

he cried

declares that he will take care of lian till the day he dies

taeyong had yelled at lian’s former manager until he voluntarily quit working for her- he had found out that lian was being overworked to the point where she collapsed during their dance practice and he wasn’t okay with it

always cheering her on backstage when she performs solo

he always tries to include her in guiding the members for their dances because he knows how happy it makes her

instead of having her carry her glasses around with her, he does it instead :D

“nana, do you have to wear your glasses now?”

taeyong tucks her into bed every night he can ᕕ( ཀ ʖ̯ ཀ)ᕗ

YUTA + LIAN: YUN

totally doesn’t have feeling for her, yeah

yuta is obsessed and when i tell you he’s obsessed, he’s obsessed

did i mention obsessed?

he’s jealous of everyone :(

yun stans insist that the only reason yuta is so touchy with winwin and mark is because he’s trying to cover up his feelings for lian

bye if that’s true-

hyuck wanted to give her a hug (a rare occurrence) and yuta straight up just said,

“mine. go away”

i have proof guys :// johnny recorded it and literally posted it on instagram

lian died internally when yuta cut his long hair because she couldn’t put it into ponytails anymore :((

but his hair is growing back now so she’s able to do it again :)

yuta teaches her japanese every tuesday and thursday!

we don’t bring this up because it’s pretty embarrassing but,, when nct 127 were backstage before performing kick it, yuta asked doyoung (who was in a direction where he could get a clear view of lian’s face) if lian was staring at him

how do we know this, you may ask?

it was caught on camera and everyone made fun of him for a solid week straight

he’s caught staring at her from afar way too often for comfort

lian says that he’s very pretty

much like the other memebers that have instagram, he makes story countdowns that he posts about a week before lian plans to release her solo music

DOYOUNG + LIAN: LIDO

another member of the lian protection squad

doyoung was the first to start calling her cupcake

it all started when doyoung was sick and lian made him cupcakes to make him feel better

will slap anyone who makes a flirty remark towards lian

was embarrassed for yuta when he asked if she was staring at him

said “no” and walked away

lian is the only one who ever shows him any mercy :’)

they have very similar taste in decor so they often go shopping together for things to put around the dorm

doyoung said that he spends the most time in lian’s room because it smells like vanilla all the time

he spoils her SO MUCH

like so much

half the plushies she owns at the moment were gifts from doyoung

has a tendency to watch over her and make sure she’s content at all times

“cupcake, are you hungry? i can make you some food if you’d like” “oppa, it’s 3:00am-“ “and?”

they take such pretty instagram pictures :((

at one point in time, doyoung was jealous of his older brother because lian used to crush on him a tiny bit :0

not because doyoung likes her or anything, she just couldn’t stop talking about how nice he looked in revolutionary love

disapproves of the staff giving lian such short clothing sometimes

“um, excuse me, she can’t wear that. are you crazy? go get her a new outfit, please”

JAEHYUN + LIAN: JAELI

not many people bring this up because we know it’s honestly a sensitive topic :|

but he lowkey has deep feelings for her (he makes it so obvious sometimes it’s kinda disappointing to see how oblivious lian really is to it)

jaeli + yun love triangle anyways

jokes aside, though, jaehyun loves lian so so much

once cried to johnny about how he doesn’t know what to do and that he didn’t want to make anything awkward by confessing to her

makes sure to be near her as often as possible

once scared away a whole kim taehyung from talking to her during isac ╰[ ⁰﹏⁰ ]╯ (let’s pretend bts were there for 2019 pls)

“jungkook, keep your friend away, please :D”

didn’t work, though, because they ended up having a conversation later in the day either way

*in the 97’ liner groupchat* “HYUNG IM SORRY HE RAN AWAY I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DOl

it was uncalled for but what can you do amirite ┐(´～｀)┌

lian pokes his dimples a lot and squishes his cheeks

just randomly hugs him but he’s not complaining

johnny isn’t picking sides but he became team jaeli after jaehyun broke into tears in front of him for the first time since they were trainees about how much he loves lian

sad,, i know

lian judges jaehyun for not sleeping with sheets

continues to believe he is not a human being, but a robot created in a lab

jaehyun smiles at her for no reason

JUNGWOO + LIAN: LIWOO

an instant bond formed between them when they first met!

jungwoo learned a lot about her and has developed so many ways to deal with her anxiety :(

gave the staff a guide on how to keep her calm when he went on hiatus because he couldn’t be there with her

buys her colouring books because he knows that they calm her down well!

liwoo went viral and become a popular ship when lian accidentally changed the nct 127 instagram profile picture to a jungwoo icon

she got scolded but it was iconic orange haired jungwoo with a chain-

an untouchable duo when they do double aegyo

nctzens think jungwoo is her favourite member

maybe because lian said he was

“ “who’s your favourite member?” hmm i’ll have to say woo-oppa!”

*cue jungwoo laughing at yuta’s face because he was that shocked*

they share secrets with each other so now they probably know the other like the palm of their hand

even though he’s off his hiatus, he still has to guide the staff members through lian’s little moments because sm staff suck at their job sometimes

they’re the two members who go grocery shopping together

more like jungwoo dragging lian to the grocery store with him but okay

jungwoo loves kissing her cheeks (〃▽〃)

their vocals mixed together are confirmed to be noises from heaven

lian misses his blonde bowl cut :/

MARK + LIAN: LIMARK

leader of lian’s natural length hair committee

like when i tell you mark hates her extensions-

mark was the first friend lian was able to make in nct!

they bonded over canada and it was very rare to see them speaking in korean

mark goes into straight panic when he’s with her sometimes

has to remind himself they’re like siblings

lian ans mark covered “your eyes” by hoody and jay park during a vlive!

it was adorable :((

lian had him saved in her phone as “android user” but now she doesn’t know what to change it to

they had a fight in 2019

mark let’s her call him the weirdest freaking nicknames ヽ ( ꒪д꒪ )ﾉ

mars bar, markie, mork, marko

AND IN RETURN HE CALLS HER MARIJUANA-

he says it’s because czennies consider her to be addicting and since marijuana is addicting as well he thought it’d be a good fit

someone on twitter absolutely ENDED HIM though and wouldn’t stop making fun of him (；⌣̀_⌣́)

they can read each other’s mind just by looking at each other

“dude i hate this shit why does she keep asking us who we wanna collab with?” *cue lian laughing hysterically*

“what’s so funny (゜-゜)” — interviewer

HAECHAN + LIAN: LIHYUCK

haechan makes fun of her kissing scenes in dramas

calls her short all the time

“lian give me a high five- oh haha nevermind it’s too bad you’re so short”

they’ve actually been so close to fighting each other and i’m not even joking

they’re the two members who fight the most out of all of them

but despite this, they love each other very much

hyuck says he’s the only one who’s allowed to make her mad

and if anyone else makes her mad he’d kill them

limark 2019 fight flashbacks where haechan kept threatening mark

there are actually moments when they’re clingy with each other-

haechan loves her hugs :((

like ??????? one minute they’re at each other’s throats and the next, they’re all lovey dovey hugging each other make it make sense ?????

lian could be speaking english and he’d say, “korean, please. i can’t understand canadian”

“shut up <3”

hello haechan cried and wouldn’t let go of her during her and mark’s graduation ceremony in 2018

she makes fun of him for it but never takes it too far

he goes to her for dance advice

during their nct 2018 weekly idol appearance when they were doing the random kpop dance thing, they beat everyone أ‿أ

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7wanderingpaws · 4 years ago

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Simply, yours (11) (M)

Pairing: Baekhyun x reader

Genre: family AU, hapkido teacher AU, PhD AU

Word count: 6.1K

Warnings: cursing, shitty mature content

A/N: Whew, another 6K+ ... The happenings in this chapter were one of the first scenes I had in my mind when I started to write this story, huhu! Hope you like it, and let me know what you thougt. Your comments help me keep writing! 💖 Alright, Im drained.. Imma head back to study. Enjoy sweet readers of mine!

tags: @milky-baek @itsbaekhyunsbutt @luvhtears @shesdreaminginoverdose @cynthbee @jummyjammy @junmyeonnoona @littleflowercrown13 (if you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know!)

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1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . 5 . 6 . 7 . 8 . 9 . 10 . 11

It just felt like yesterday you told Baekhyun you wanted to go home, and now here you were, holding his hand while he had a big gym back thrown over his other shoulder as you were making your way towards the platform to catch the KTX home. The crowds were crazy given the time of the year and it was making you anxious just a little bit.

“It's good we booked the tickets early,” murmured Baekhyun as you both stepped on the escalator leading downstairs. He stood in front of you which made you taller than him for a few seconds and he blessed you with a sweet smile. He reached out with his hand and caressed your protruding belly. Unfortunately, wearing a huge and thick winter jacket made it almost impossible to feel his gentle touch.

“You are always well prepared, my boy,” you praised proudly.

He hummed, retreating his hand and quirking his eyebrows at you seductively. “I like that nickname, my girl.”

You let out a snort and Baekhyun took your hand again as you got off the escalator.

“Pff, territorial, are we?” you teased.

This time, it was Baekhyun who let out a snort, squeezing your hand in warning because he knew your little game. He saw right through it. After all, you had been playing these teasing games with him since the beginning of this week and now it was Friday, Korean New Year happening just this weekend.

Once inside the train, Baekhyun let go of your hand to let you sit by the window, while he was taking out necessary things for the ride. One tumbler with hot lemon tea for you, another one with coffee for himself, his sports management book and a notebook, and for you the small knitting kit to finish off the little piece you had been working on. With a thank you, you accepted everything he was handing you and he gave you a smile before placing the bags and winter jackets up in the holder and taking a seat next to you. Reaching over, he hovered his hand over the window pane.

“What?” you asked.

“Checking if it isn't too cold for you,” he murmured and seemingly calmed down when he got a positive result. “Can't have you catching a cold.” He sat back down, making himself comfortable. “You sure you don't want to have your jacket just in case?”

A smile of complete adoration decorated your face as you looked at his worried eyes that were boring into yours. “No, honey, it's okay for now. Don't worry too much.”

He nodded, though commented: “Heard you sneezing this morning while I was in the bathroom.”

You giggled, covering your mouth as people were still finding their places in the car. “I didn't know it was forbidden.”

“I'm just trying to make sure you're fine.”

“I am fine, I really am,” you reassured and wanted to lean in to give him a peck but was too shy since people were all around standing, some unpacking stuff.

He observed you with a gentle smile before nodding and turning to his book that was on his lap when his phone notified him of a message.

You usually didn't pay attention because you honestly aren't the type to do so. You already felt bad that he was constantly around you, and you constantly around him. You were pregnant, too sick and had too much of a high blood pressure, and he was neglecting his friends because of that.

“Don't think I didn't catch up to your little games, by the way,” he said nonchalantly, not looking your way and startling you.

You frowned at him but you sensed what he was referring to.

“If you continue, I can't guarantee what will happen.”

“Is that a threat?” you chirped, intrigued.

He gave you a handsome smile. “Whatever you like to call it.”

You bit your lip, remembering this week's happenings when you kept teasing him and doing everything the exact opposite of his preference or liking. He was just so easy to tease when you knew he couldn't throw you over his shoulder and tickle the living hell out of you, or have you his way as means of punishing you (pregnancy DID have pros).

This week while teaching the kids at the elementary school, they became too curious about you and your huge stomach. So, whatever Baekhyun said and tried to explain to the kids you passionately opposed to. So much so that the kids ended up giggling and going against Baekhyun's word that day, which really wasn't the best situation, given he was their master they had to respect. It seemed you were much more playful and willing to speak up with kids then his university team and Jiyoung. But he wasn't complaining, despite huffing at the kids' attitude and later at yours. Plus, Baekhyun was very busy with studies in his free time the whole of the past two weeks, so you might have been begging for his attention the entire time, without you knowing it.

Back to the current day, another couple of more notifications later and Baekhyun picked up his phone, scrolling through the messages. Although you were already going through your knitting threads, checking each knot with care, you still saw from your peripheral vision how he shot you a wary glance. He typed up a message and this time put his phone on silent before putting it in the holder in front of him.

Deciding not to comment, you continued, starting on the small gloves just as the train departed.

Baekhyun leaned in to your side, checking what you had been working on so diligently. When you started on this piece, you had asked him about the colours he liked so that you could use them. “What is this going to be?”

His breath tickled your cheek and you turned your head slightly to have a look at him. He followed you with his eyes. “Little gloves for out little ones.”

Another handsome smile and he pecked your lips, the action ending up with a tad too loud of a smooch for a public space but he enjoyed the reddening of your cheeks as he pressed another kiss to your cheek.

The entirety of the train ride, Baekhyun immersed himself in the book, highlighting important parts, checking his notes and scribbling more information around the paragraphs in the book. He looked handsome even when he was focused, tongue sometimes sticking out between his lips that were otherwise in a tight line. Watching him leaning over the book, you couldn't help but eye his strong jaw and handsome profile. A sight you knew so well; every curve, every plane, that straight nose, the plump lips and the straight chin. He seemed to be all straights and smooths, and you loved every part of it dearly.

“You know, your stare is burning.”

Few seconds later he looked up, catching you but you didn't even make an effort to not stare. He let out a breathy chuckle. “Hope you ain't getting horny here,” he murmured just for you to hear.

At that, you gasped and he laughed, knowing how embarrassed that would make you feel. “You wish! But it's you not getting any anyway,” you retorted in a shushed voice, turning back to your knitting, pretending to be offended.

“Is it really me?” he raised an eyebrow at you, handsome and all.

You ignored him, focusing way too much on the knitting, except you weren't and ended up making a mistake. “Shit.”

“No swearing while being pregnant,” he chastised, now back to his studies.

The way you took in a deep breath through your nose was loud enough for Baekhyun to hear, which ended up making him smile under his nose.

“I am throwing you off the train, Baekhyun.”

He put his pen down and turned to you, a thoughtful look on his face. “I read that our babies are big enough to actually recognize what is being said. They are able hear now. So this is the phase where we should make them listen to classical music and-” he looked at you pointedly, “not swear. Unless you want them as brats.”

When not replying, he added, reaching out to tap at your lips with his index finger. “So watch that mouth of yours.”

“If that's what you want,” you sighed nonchalantly, ignoring the burning of the touch of his fingertips on your lips. “I will comply.”

Retracting his hand, he had a lopsided smile on his face. “That's my girl.”

You rolled your eyes, though not meaning it. “So territorial.”

Baekhyun laughed.

Couple of hours later and both of you were in your respective homes welcomed by the typical countryside air filled with animals and hay. Your two homes were literally next to each other connected by one garden between both families.

Both Baekhyun's and your family were waiting outside together - already acting like one big family - but after twenty minutes of greetings, squealings, belly rubbings (mostly from Baekhyun's family) you made yourself comfortable at home, your legs severely swollen and tiredness taking over you.

Parting with your boyfriend was at first difficult, because you realised Baekhyun was going to his house and you were going to your own. It would be a first in a long time where you would spend the night away like this from each other, or at least you thought. You were hoping he would sneak in to your room in the middle of the night, or vice versa. You felt like you had the right to demand to sleep next to the father of the children you were carrying.

“I will come see you soon,” Baekhyun had whispered in your ear just before parting and his hot breath was still palpable on your skin now. He was incredible.

Your father calling out your name was what made you snap back to reality, momentarily embarrassed about the dirty thoughts you kept having the whole day. Geez. As weird and annoyed you were towards Baekhyun in the beginning of your pregnancy, where sometimes even his touches were unwelcome, now you were the exact opposite; you were growing guilt feelings towards him for using him for pleasures. But it wasn't like you were doing everything against his will. He was very much to blame, too.

“Yes?”

“What do you crave for dinner? Mum is already heating up late lunch for you,” he stepped into your small room where you were sitting on the heated floor, smiling pleasantly. You noticed the heavy wrinkles around his eyes.

“I'm fine with anything, as long as it's homemade,” you replied and crawled back on your mat that you rolled out earlier to lie down.

You father tsked. “I will bring more mats, it must be uncomfortable now, huh? You got used to sleeping on a soft mattress.”

Before he could turn to leave you called him back, lying down. “It's fine dad. I missed sleeping on the floor like this. I shouldn't have gotten too comfortable anyway.”

He sighed and joined you on the mat, sitting down cross-legged, batting shy eyelashes down on your protruding belly that your thick sweater could barely cover. “So, how are you feeling? Your mother told me something here and there but,” he shrugged, not knowing how to approach the topic, “are you okay?”

You smiled to yourself. Him being the typical father, he always kept distance between you two, not knowing how to approach his daughter, and leaving all the work to his wife. “I'm okay. It isn't easy but it's what I want.”

“I'm sure you two didn't count on three, though.”

You let out a quiet laugh. “No. It was a big shock but by now I am sure this is what it is supposed to be. Sounds cheesy, huh?”

Your father coughed, smiling to himself. “Is Baekhyun taking good care of you?” he asked, not looking your way as he was facing the door.

You melted at his name. “Yeah, dad, he is taking way too much care of me.”

“Good. I always knew he was a good boy and possibly the right one for you.”

At his words, you melted even more because he couldn't have been more right. At first, it was a shock to your parents that Baekhyun was pursuing you out of all the beautiful village girls that were his age. He did see you as a little girl for the longest time until you weren't a little girl, but a beautifully grown high school student, not too far from a full-grown woman. Despite your parents being against you two dating until you would at least finish high school and Baekhyun his military service, you two always stole some alone time.

“Thank you,” you said quietly.

Your dad turned his head slightly, not quite looking at you. “For?”

Pressing your lips together, you squeaked: “For allowing me to be with him. For letting me go to Seoul to support him. For accepting me as a pregnant woman with no marriage. For not pushing us. I know it must be hard and gossips in this village are reckless but… you and mum endure it and I just wanted to thank you.”

“I trust Baekhyun. I trust he will do something soon.” He paused for a moment, still not meeting your eye. “Did you talk about marriage, though?”

“Yes, not too long ago.”

“You will get married, right?”

Your heart skipped a beat. “Ye-yeah.”

Now, he looked at you, turning his head properly. After a little while, he murmured again: “I trust Baekhyun.”

Sitting down for dinner at the small table, you graciously took gulps of hot vegetable soup, loving the special taste your mother's soup had.

“Oh my, eat slowly dear,” you mother gasped, “you will have an upset stomach.”

“I missed your cooking so much, mum,” you whined, squirming a bit to try and find a comfortable position. Your back was giving you hard time.

“I missed you, my daughter,” she cooed and added more soup to your bowl. “Eat up, it will make you feel good. Is the heating okay in your room?”

You nodded. Given the house was a traditional one, your parents still used wood for heating up the ondol system. “It's perfect. Nothing can beat the effectiveness of floor heating.”

You mother being satisfied with the answers, smiled and caressed your back. “Did you go for the recent check-up before coming here?”

You nodded and swallowed. “Yeah. I will have to take some classes about correct back posture and some exercises.”

“Well, that is important. You already look like a pregnant lady with one just before giving birth.”

She was right. People were giving you wary glances if you ever walked alone, scared you might give birth right on the place but this was just half-way through your pregnancy. Little did they know it was three little ones inside.

You shrugged and she chuckled, muttering to her husband proudly: “Our little daughter.”

It was the first morning where you woke up alone and naturally with the chicks outside. They were chirping happily, eagerly waiting for someone to come and feed them while you heard the cows scoffing in the stables.

Lying on your mat, you were thinking how much you didn't like waking up alone like this. It was your childhood room, yes, but a person who became the most important human being in your life was not present.

“At least I have you guys,” you murmured, closing your eyes while you rubbed your stomach slowly, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. Thinking about what could Baekhyun be doing in that moment, your phone vibrated, notifying you of an incoming message. You smiled, reaching for it, already knowing who it was. Yesterday, you both decided to stay at your parents' houses, though you did meet Baekhyun outside for a little bit, just to share little kisses and hugs before bed.

you up yet elephant?

Wow. You weren't expecting this nickname so early on in the day. It reminded you of your little game pretty fast.

Deciding to tease him, you didn't reply. Instead, you got up and greeted your parents who were already getting ready to work.

“It's New year,” you rasped, “how about you don't work today?”

“Oh, didn't someone get too comfortable in Seoul? You know we cannot go a day without work, honey,” answered your mother as she was about to enter the wooden porch to put on her boots. “I warmed up the vegetable porridge for you, so make sure to eat it all, or else Baekhyun will have my neck.”

You scoffed. “Trust me, he is harmless.”

“Good morning, mother! I hear I am being badmouthed since early morning!”

Your mother laughed, looking probably at Baekhyun who you had yet to spot. “Dear, you cannot compete with a pregnant woman's temper.”

“Is she mad?”

You laughed, walking to the door to get a glimpse of him. He was in his sports pants and winter jacket, though his hair was messy, probably also just woken up. “Elephant has been up for a while now and she is not mad.” And you left back inside, not liking the cold breeze coming from outside.

“Go, have breakfast with her, Baekhyun” nudged him your mother and was already going out, not sparing you a glance. “Me and dad will be outside.”

Baekhyun greeted her one more time before taking off his sneakers and entering the house, closing the door behind him so that the warmth wouldn't leak too much.

You were just about to sit down when you felt his hands on your hips and his breath on your neck, his cold nose digging into your cheek sending chills down your spine. You squealed. “You're cold!”

“And you're hot,” he murmured, not moving at your protest, enjoying your reactions too much. He slid his hands further around your stomach and a bit too low. “You're okay?”

“Yeah,” your breath hitched at his touches, already ignited inside. “Elephant has been wonderful without the bad hunter.”

“Offended?” he asked in a gentle voice, referring to his text earlier.

Letting your head fall on his shoulder, you replied: “Not at all. Not even a bit.”

He chuckled and you realised how much you missed the sound even though it hadn't been that long you two separated. “Alright, I will take that.”

“You want porridge?” you asked, and squeezed his hands on your belly. “It's still fresh.”

“Is there something else?”

“Like what?” you scoffed ready to move forward to sit down, but he pressed your back to his front.

“You?”

Your heart went into a slight overdrive. “Baekhyun.”

“Hm?” he played innocent. “We are alone now.”

You turned around and finally looked at him properly, making sure to pin him down with a stern gaze. “Now there, naughty boy, not in this house. But…” you trailed off, avoiding his stare before finding his hopeful one, “a kiss…?”

He smirked and leaned in right away, pressing his lips to yours in a small, welcoming kiss that wasn't supposed to lead anywhere, only to convey one message: good morning, my love, I missed you. Baekhyun moved his hands from your hips to your face, cradling you carefully as you made one last step towards him to get as much closure as your belly was physically making it possible for you. You stood on your tippy toes, curling your arms around his neck to bring him closer to you, and he let out a low “mhhhm”. Smooching your lips a couple more times, he leaned back, giving you an affectionate smile as he ran his thumb under your eye. “Let's have that fresh porridge, then.”

And so you both moved to sit down and chatter the early morning away, munching on the porridge and drinking fresh tea until Baekhyun's phone let out a ding, notifying the first message of the day. He grabbed it, reading it before typing out a fast message and putting it away quickly.

“Who is writing you during New Year?” you asked, trying not to show too much interest.

He pressed his lips together. “You won't like my answer anyway, so let's not talk about it.”

“What, Jiyoung doesn't have her own family to spend the holidays with?”

He sighed. “She is just worried about the competition-”

“It's in July, Baekhyun,” you emphasized, already exasperated. “It's January now. Plus, she kept messaging you yesterday too!”

He called your name to get your attention and you shut your mouth. “We have a competition in two weeks between the universities!”

You pursed your lips in dissatisfaction and crossed your arms on your chest, just to realize your breasts were aching. Without wincing too obviously, you put your hands back in your lap. “Well, can she chill for at least this weekend?”

“I told her to let it go,” he retorted and grabbed his phone, opening kakaotalk quickly to show you.

Let's deal with this next week. Enjoy your holidays.

You knew his chatting style. He was being official and indifferent when he wrote in capital letters and used diacritics.

“Satisfied?”

Giving him a slight frown, you shrugged and turned to collect the plates when he grabbed your wrist to stop you. “Hey, answer me.”

“It's fine, really. Elephant will now clean up, hm?” you said, giving him a smile.

“I should be the one offended. You didn't even reply to my message this morning,” he pouted, ignoring your attempt to flee from the situation.

“I understand. Sorry for overreacting,” you mumbled, not meeting his eye.

He didn't say anything, instead he turned to collect the dishes and move them to the kitchen. “How about we take a walk in the village? Let's relive some old memories,” said Baekhyun when he reappeared from the kitchen, hands in the pockets of his pants.

“Sure,” you smiled and attempted to get back on your fee. He came quickly to help you, knowing your back must have been hurting. “Thank you, honey.”

He hummed, tapping your back gently before giving you a peck on the lips. “Let's meet outside in ten?”

“I still need to freshen up, let's make it thirty.”

He laughed. “Sure. No rush, okay? We've got the whole weekend, just for ourselves.”

After letting your parents know you were heading out, hand in hand you took a stroll around the village, saying hi to the neighbours and old friends. When some of the old high school classmates spotted you two, you were welcomed by howling and claps which made you embarrassed to no ends.

“You guys took it to the next stage, eh?” called one of your old classmates eyeing you up and down, and Baekhyun couldn't help squeezing your hand protectively.

“Shut up, Kim, do you even get paid,” you snapped, recovering from the blush.

He gave you a nervous laugh. “You sure grew a sharp tongue.”

You rolled your eyes but both of you laughed, instead talking about the times you didn't see each other and exchanged the news.

You relieved so many past memories, it left you feeling all nostalgic.

“Did you even have any girlfriends?” rumbled Baekhyun once you separated and moved to the outer fields of the village. “I remember you could barely look at a boy back in the days.”

“What, is the bad hunter jealous?” you teased, an excited skip in your step.

“Sure,” Baekhyun scoffed, “he has nothing on me.”

“Eyyy, self-condent men never appeased me.”

“You, sweet cheeks, are asking for a punishment.” Baekhyun, strangely, didn't have the playful glint in his eyes. He seemed deep in thought for some reason, but you weren't about to go too deep into that, given he would get back to his normal sense soon.

You just let out a hum instead of an actual answer.

As you walked on, him and you both met lots of old friends, all of them reaching out to touch you - which was fine when it came to your friends, but Baekhyun's girl classmates touching you was a bit off. Despite that, you politely answered.

“Aren't you afraid of the birth? I mean… it's three kids!” said one, with long black hair that shone beautifully even in the gloomy January daylight.

Trying not get triggered with the images of birth and all the possible things that could go wrong, you just smiled. “I can't escape it, can I?” you said, looking up at Baekhyun who gave you a tight-lipped smile.

“You will be fine, I'm sure. Anyone with Baekhyun by their side must be just happy,” she exclaimed, not even glancing at you.

You shifted on your feet uncomfortably, suddenly wanting to go home.

“Oh, please,” pinked Baekhyun, laughing nervously.

“You're right,” you agreed a tad too loudly, “and he knows it, too. His self-confidence knows no barriers.” Looking up at his surprised eyes, you gave him a spiteful smirk. “Shall we move on, honey? My feet are killing me.”

“Then Baekhyun didn't change much,” replied the girl, a wide smile on her face.

“Well, it was nice seeing you, Kyunga. I will see you around,” waved Baekhyun, squeezing my hand so that I would move with him.

“I hope so!” shouted the girl at your retreating backs.

Walking in silence for a little bit, Baekhyun finally spoke up: “Wanna tell me what's eating you away?”

“Nothing at all.”

“Liar.”

You sighed, stopping. “Listen. All is good. It's you who threatened me earlier, isn't it? You're being all moody.”

“What, so you can get jealous and I can't?”

You snickered. “You better enjoy it then,” you said, not showing satisfaction that finally, it wasn't just you to get all worked up for nothing, “because I am not letting it go.”

That evening, both of your families were eating together, this time at Baekhyun's house which wasn't much different from your own. The entire time till dinner you kept being just like the whole week. Going against him, sarcastic and mean although you both knew you didn't mean it. Despite that, during dinner he was getting slightly ticked off and ended up glaring at you and staring you down with a stern gaze that said it clearly: stop it or…!

And you wanted to get a taste of that “or…!” part very badly which was why you didn't stop.

“Baekhyun, how is teaching going?” asked your father kindly, the whole family grouped around a dining table on the floor. The dinner was consumed in a pleasant manner, both families enjoying their kids being home. Baekhyun's parents seemed to be extremely protective of you, Baekhyun's mum explaining she wished to have a daughter but instead got a boy. Hence she was careful around you, making sure every wish in your eyes was fulfilled.

While Baekhyun was answering politely, you noticed his phone blowing up again. Honestly, you weren't even sure if it was Jiyoung or not, you had had enough by then. Not entirely sure what you were doing, you stood up as quickly as physically possible and excused yourself for a while, saying you needed some fresh air.

On your way, you caught Baekhyun's eye, but you made sure you were cold before grabbing your winter jacket and leaving the house to put on your shoes on the wooden porch. Deciding the best destination was the stables where warmth was always around, you marched over, meeting the cows in a pleasant coo. The fire was gently sizzling in the corner providing just the perfect temperature for you to stand in your unzipped jacket.

“Ah, I missed milking you, my cows,” you said as you went from one cow to another, greeting them and caressing them between their eyes gently, earning satisfactory nodding from them. They were so cute, you let out another coo until you heard someone clearing their throat at the entrance.

You turned your head to spot Baekhyun watching you carefully. You sighed, turning to face the cows again. “I want to be alone.”

He said your name gently, stepping in and letting the door close shut as he tried to approach you only for you to make two more steps ahead. “What's wrong? Why are you acting like this?”

“I said I want to be alone. Just leave, Baekhyun,” you answered and moved towards the wooden ladder that would lead you up to a small loft where you stored the hay.

“Hey, don't do this,” he said as he saw you walk away. He moved after you, which only prompted you to speed up your pace, quickly grabbing the ladder and climbing up as you tried to lose him. Of course it was silly. There was no way out once you were upstairs in the loft. You would end up being trapped but maybe that was what you wanted.

“Come back, missy!” you heard him and you almost let out a giggle, but instead a squeal left your mouth quickly climbing up as you felt his presence behind you. Once up, you made a little run to the opposite side but he caught up, grabbing you from behind and you let out a scream.

His hand was fast on your mouth. “Shhh, why are you screaming?”

You wiggled, wanting to shake him off but his grip tightened and he turned you around swiftly before pressing his lips to yours fervently in hopes to shut you up. You squealed again against his mouth, trying to fight him until you couldn't fight anymore, completely melting in his arms as he kissed you senseless, opening your mouth and tasting you.

You hummed in satisfaction, eyes closed, bringing your arms around his neck to get a better taste because he was going strong on you. He was pushing you backwards until there was no more space, until he laid you gently in the stack of hay and hovered over you, pushing your legs apart with his knee so he could climb over you comfortably.

“Since when did you become an attention seeker?” he breathed down onto your mouth as both of you were gasping for air. “Constantly teasing me, going against me, and now fighting me, hm?” he asked in a low voice and he pressed his forehead to yours, demanding answers.

“And so the bad hunter caught the elephant,” you murmured and to answer him, you added: “Kids changed me.”

Baekhyun smirked, shaking his head gently before affection took over his gaze again. “Kids, kids, kids. Well, I want to know about you, sweetheart,” he murmured, slowly pecking your lips before moving his lips lower, kissing a trail down your jaw and neck. “Why is mummy this upset with daddy?”

“Oh god, here we go again,” you sighed at the words he used and closed your eyes when he bit down a tad too harshly, “but I think I'm starting to really like it. So don't stop.”

You felt him smile against your skin while his hand slipped under your sweater, caressing your belly before dragging it up, teasing the underside of your bra.

“Take it off,” you sighed. “Take me.”

Baekhyun grabbed your breast over the material, massaging it and you hissed in pain. He leaned back right away, monitoring your face. You smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, they are aching.”

“Ah, baby,” he smiled gently, and pressed his forehead to yours yet again. “I'm sorry you have to go through all of this.” He spoke, but his fingers still pushed down the material off of your breast so he could have access to the skin. You closed your eyes, the smallest of his touches giving you the utmost pleasure. Much gentler, he massaged your breast and nosed your cheek, earning another hum out of you. “I made you like this.”

“Yeah, you did,” you said and mouthed on his cheek that was turned to you. “And I love it. So don't you dare feel guilty, Baekhyun. We still have half of the way ahead.”

“Oh, sweet cheeks, the bad hunter is having very bad thoughts right now. Far, far from guilty,” he rasped as he nibbled on your earlobe. “Your boobs are huge, your belly is huge, your hips and thighs are rounded. I'm salivating over here exactly because I did this to you.”

“Oh my god.”

You don't recall Baekhyun ever talking to you in this manner and you didn't know it would turn you on this much. His hot breath on your skin, his touches, his mind. Jesus. You were a whimpering mess, wiggling your hips for him to get the damn clue to start doing his job.

He leaned back and sat on his knees before he massaged your thighs; first the outer side, then the inner side until he smoothened his hands over the button of your pants, opening it with his expert fingers. His eyes were attentive, checking your reaction but the blush on your cheeks and the blown out pupils told him more than enough.

Slowly pushing down your pants, he followed suit with his. He hovered over you once more while his hand found the sweet spot you needed him at the most, testing it. “Hmm, dirty talk can get you this wet. Baby girl,” he hummed in bliss, mouthing on your neck.

“You haven't got used to it yet?” you laughed quietly and gasped when he pushed two fingers in, letting out a moan.

Baekhyun wordlessly continued his ministrations and you brought him in for a feverish kiss, all tongues and saliva, the need for each other too strong to even care. When the pressure was building up steadily in your tummy, he retreated his fingers.

“Are you comfortable?” he whispered, lining himself up with your center as he grabbed your hand to intertwine your fingers.

“Yeah,” you breathed loudly, “just get in already.”

“We are really doing it in the stables, huh,” he said, chuckling and he entered you slowly, unable to resist any longer. The belly was by then quite the restriction between your bodies but Baekhyun did not mind doing extra work if it meant pleasuring the both of you.

You let out another moan shamelessly, not caring any of your parents could be outside in the quiet evening.

“Does this mean the babies can hear us doing this, too?” you whispered, meeting his focused gaze as he pulled out completely before slamming himself inside, his groan muffled as he hid his face in your neck.

“Fuck,” was what he said, shuddering with the adrenaline rush as he kept sliding in and out of you, none of you hiding how good it felt to finally be connected like this. Baekhyun adored this horny side of you, and he swore sex while you being pregnant was more exciting than ever before.

It was getting immensely hot despite it being a freezing winter outside, the hay keeping the warmth your two bodies created well. Baekhyun kissed you in the last seconds, feeling your walls tightening around him and he himself wasn't far from seeing stars from the overwhelming bliss of you around him and your face that was now shiny with sweat and heat.

“I love you,” you muttered with your eyes closed.

“Look at me, angel,” he gritted through his teeth, heartbeats away from crossing the edge. “Look at me and say it.”

With all your willpower you snapped out of your ecstacy and stared into his fucked out eyes that still gave you reassurance, safety. “I love you, Baekhyun. Too much.”

He managed to smile and heard you scream when you exploded around him. “I love you too, my baby. My only one,” he whispered while panting, and followed you soon.

Helping the both of you ride out the high, he moved around, not wanting to slip out of you just yet, but he had to. His arms were about to go completely numb as he tried to hold himself over your belly, and so hissing quietly at the sensation, he lied down next to you, his clothed chest rising up and down.

“Jesus Christ,” you muttered, collecting the sweat around your forehead with the back of your hand. “This was mind blowing.”

Baekhyun snickered, turning his head to look at you. “It was. You sounded gorgeous.”

Not bothering to get all embarrassed, you turned on your side and laid your head on his chest, his arm coming to circle around you. Although you were all sticky and wet, you felt like on cloud nine. “So the happenings of the trip - the elephant was caught by the bad hunter. And our babies can now hear us having sex.”

Your boyfriend laughed out loud and pressed a loud kiss to your hairline, as he caressed your shoulder. “That's about right. They might be too wild in the future.” He trailed off before suggesting: “So should we just have a round two then?”

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yinses · 5 years ago

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red velvet | gustave ‘doc’ kateb x reader

this wasn’t a request but im trash for doc and really any combat medic. its my sin and i refuse to repent for it. amen. some good ole mature content for my man.

“it’s-it… still feels degrading.”

you held back a laugh, still finding humor in the absolute seriousness the combative physician took in such a casual display of sexual dominance. frankly, most of your concern had been geared towards him berating the unprofessionalism of your offer in a public setting . but you should have known the frenchman would be more attentive to the unequal power display.

but in a way you needed this, craved the opportunity to lose sense of the world for once in your chaotic career. upon trading the cushion trauma position at an esteemed center in paris, you had in turn given up the freedom of careless actions. it was imperative to your very existence to always be on guard and conscientious of your environment.

so yes, at the expense of your reverence, as gustave seemed more perturbed by than you, literally nothing would please you more than the simple act of resting comfortably under his desk for a few hours with your lips sealed firmly around his cock.

with effort, you managed to work the exasperated smile off your face. “i want this because i trust you. you’ll enjoy it too.”

his lips curled downward, but he didn’t deny that obvious fact. still managing genuine resistance, the frenchman reluctantly allowed you to corral him behind his desk and into his chair. you knew for a fact that he had a long day of sorting charts and micromanaging the wellness profiles for the incoming recruits. it was a long, drawn out, and mundane task that could use some liveliness. truly a mutually beneficial arrangement.

eventually you won out, a small liberty he granted you over his authority when not under direct supervision as the attending. your heart warmed at the sweet gesture of his offered pillow that you used to cushion your rump as you leaned into his thigh. gustave continued to be characteristically doting as he cupped your face and drew circles against the corner of your mouth with his thumb. your lips parted easily, tongue curling around the appendage and suckling firmly. pleased with the full body shudder that vibrates against your chin propped against him.

you parted with a kiss against its pad,”just relax, gus.”

with his nod of consent, you finally began the task of losing the fastenings of his issued pants and drawing out his cock. the earthy musk was already comforting as your nose brushed against the darker skin. fisting your own hands at your sides, you fed yourself the length of him with the ease his flaccid state permitted. this wasn’t meant to be a blow job but a similar ode to your oral fixation.

above, gustave groaned softly as you rolled the flat of your tongue against the underside to wet it properly so that it wouldn't stick uncomfortably to the sides of your mouth. you continued to mouth sloppily until a collection drool threatened to seep from the corners.

likely combined with the hazard of doing this while at work, it only took a few kitten licks to transition him to a half hard state. but you planned for this to last in the long run and not make it uncomfortable for either party. so while you still had the ability to, you swallowed him down until the tip nudged your throat. settling into a near meditative state to even out your breathing came almost second nature to you now as you leaned into his thigh.

unable to truly unwind without assurance, gustave checked in once more. “are you sure you’re alright?”

your eyes crinkled as you hummed, giving him more than what was asked.

this was what you wanted. a world lost behind the heavy weight of your lover filling you and stretching your mouth wide. this close and intimate it made it difficult to think about anything other than the scent and heat of his person. occasionally the scratch of pen or rustle of paper would rouse you out of your pensive state but before alertness could trickle in, his fingers would curl into your hair and scratch at your scalp.

time escaped you without effort as the two of you relaxed. past worries melted away, gustave began to derive a thrilling enjoyment from the leisure of your warm embrace without the usual vigorous movements. it surprised him how less strenuous it was for him to read through file after file. by this point, he would have been near ready to nurse a migraine but within this sort of proximity he found himself working through most of his workload without the strain. you provided to be a welcomed distraction, just active enough with an sporadic undulation of your tongue or languid swallow to pull him from the depths of his thoughts. he felt as though he could survive the entirety of his day like this.

of course, that all shattered at the echoing knock against his door. startled, gustave all but tried to shove you off but by the time you drowsily submerged from the depths of your mind, the door was already opening. the perpetrator had taken gustave’s quiet hiss as permission to entrance and you silently thanked the person who decorated his office for choosing a well enclosed desk. as long as you remained soundless, your presence would remain unnoticed.

unable to roll back and stand, gustave's only option was to tuck his chair towards the desk. a thoughtless act that forced his cock further down your oriface. squeezing your eyes shut, you fought the urge to choke and tried to tug back the strings of tranquility.

overhead, you were pleased to know you had been interrupted by one of the office staff and not a fellow operator. a civilian with enough clearances to handle sensitive documents was nothing compared to a vigilant agent.

“dr. kateb, i just need your signature for the next supply order.”

the hand not curled in your tresses, apparently waved attendant forward based on the incoming steps. his voice was pitched deep, heavy under the influence of lust as he did the best to interact without alluding to the inappropriate actions being conducted.

“thank you, sir. is there anything else i can help you with? some tea or coffee perhaps?”

the strength of his grip began to tease the threads of pain and you wondered what his face looked like now. certainly not too frightening if the person had enough gall to continue to ask questions. turning your head the best you could, you burred your nose into his apex and let out a quiet hiss.

not completely unheard, as gustave caught on and loosened his hold. “no, that’s all. i'm about finished up now. thank you.”

the second the door closed, gustave was rolling back eyes widen with thinly veiled panic. you really shouldn’t have found the sight so humorous on a man who’d faced worse in battle.

“i can’t continue with this,” he shrilled under his breath. you figured as much given his solemnity, but that didn't speak for the desire still glossing over his gaze. it wouldn’t be fair to put all your work to waste.

you agreed yet your hand still came up to stoke at him. he was nothing like his past disposition, now hard and leaking considerably. you couldn’t just leave him so vulnerable after he’d been so considerate to your needs. you got what you wanted, now it was only fair to return the same courtesy.

you gave the head a quick lick in concede. “sure, just let me-”

you didn't offer a window for complaint, already rolling into a shallow bob. it didn't take much to encourage him to start thrusting in turn, the way your hands cupped the backs of his knees gave more than enough instruction. the salvia you meant to utilize in your favor, spilled messily out of your mouth as gustave pressed forward again and again. it truly was the best approach as the aged gentleman came shortly after, timing it almost perfectly to when his cock reached the deepest, cum shooting straight down your throat without needing to swallow.

what you assumed was his elbows, hit the desk above your head as he sagged into his seat. you cleaned what you could of the softened cock before yielding. you scuttled from underneath the desk, one hand wiping the excess mess from your face.

breathing heavily, you leaned back against the desk and gave him a cum stained smile. “see, told you it would be worth it.”

gustave was certain that you had managed to pin yet another nail in his coffin.

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she-is-tim · 6 years ago

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I love hating you | Elu enemies to lovers AU | Ch. 3

Previous Chapters: 1, 2

Lucas is an angry, closeted and frustrated gay teenager, while Eliott is the handsome, smart and popular guy in school. They hate each other… but not forever.

You still owe me

Lucas woke up happily the next day. For other people it could have been the vibe of friday, but for him it was different. The first thing he did was to check his phone. He got a few notifications on facebook, some likes on instagram, but no messaged. He didn’t let that to ruin his mood. He got out of his “bed” and walked to the kitchen, only wearing briefs.

Mika was already there, wearing a red shirt and grey sweatpants, drinking coffee while leaning to the kitchen counter. As Lucas walked in, mumbling a quiet “Morning”, his flatmate slapped his butt playfully, while whistling at him.

“What a nice ass you got there, kitten.” he said smirking. Usually Lucas would shut him down, but today he was in a good mood, so he just chuckled and grabbed his mug, pouring some coffee in it. Mika was utterly shocked by his behavior. “Oh, my! What happened to you, Dear Kitten? You got laid or something?” he asked, trying to analize the expression on Lucas’ face.

“No, I’m just feeling good today.” he said, taking a sip of his hot drink, enjoying the taste of pure caffeine.

“Well, whatever or whoever made you so happy, it could happen more often. I definitely like the happy kitty more than the grumpy one.” Mika said with a soft smile and right now, Lucas could totally agree with him. He himself felt much better in his body too.

When he got to the school, he saw the boys on the schoolyard, talking and laughing. He walked to them, giving a fistbump to Yann and Arthur, leaving Basile out again. It was just so natural, he didn’t even think about it.

“You look better today, Lulu.” Arthur said with a soft smile.

“I’m feeling better for sure.” he said. “I slept like a baby last night.” he admitted.

The boys continued their talk about whatever they were speaking before Lucas arrived, trying to involve him too. They weren’t really successful, since the short boy catched a familiar, very handsome face among the other students. His eyes met those sky blue ones, which made his heart beat faster. Eliott smiled at him, raising his eyebrows, like he’s trying to flirt with Lucas. They were far from each other, but at that moment it was like nothing was between them.

Lucas was so lost in Eliott’s eyes, he felt like he’s floating on water, feeling free and careless. A little smile appeared on his face, which made Eliott’s eyes widen, his lips forming into a huge smirk. Lucas felt the blush appearing on his face, so he quickly looked away, trying to join into the conversation with his friends.

Later the day he was still in a good mood, feeling butterflies in his stomach when he remembered that his class just before lunch break was literature. With Eliott... He grabbed his stuff, walking into the classroom. Eliott was sitting at their table, there was a book in front of him, but he was just staring out of the window with a dreamy expression on his face. The sun was lighting up his face, making his eyes look like two beautiful pool of clear water.

Lucas made sure he was taking in all the beauty and handsomeness of this boy, before sitting down next to him. Eliott turned when he heard the noise of the chair moving next to him. He looked at the short boy, lips forming a soft smile.

“Hey there!”

“Hey!” Lucas mumbled shyly. He couldn’t say anything else, seeing Eliott like this, so early in the day just made him speechless.

“You look good today.” Eliott said, which made Lucas gasp for air. He wasn’t expecting something like this from him, so he just looked at him with wide eyes, not believing what he just heard. Eliott laughed, putting his forearm on the table. “I love these expressions you make.” he said smirking, which made Lucas frown his eyebrows and crossing his arms.

“Excuse me?”

“You know, I can make a lot of people blush, mostly girls, but I will never get bored of your reactions.” he said smiling. Lucas had to admit that he looked even more handsome like that. Fucking hell.

“You are fucking annoying.” Lucas said now, looking grumpy. He decided to face forward, not looking at the other, he was doing it for an experiment. What are you going to do now, Demaury?

He saw from the corner of his eyes that Eliott is searching for his phone, pulling it out from his back pocket. He seemed to be busy, typing something to someone. Lucas was feeling something in his throat, his stomach got tiny all of the sudden. He was regretting that he decided to ignore Eliott, because he seemed to found something much better to do. At least he thought that until he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. He grabbed it, opening the message he got and he almost choked on air. It was a message from Eliott. Are you serious right now?

srodulv Look, I found a picture of you

Lucas had to cover his mouth to cover his giggle. Eliott was such a stupid asshole, but he kinda liked how he did some things. This was in fact pretty funny. He couldn’t remember when Eliott started to call him hedgehog, probably back in first year when he had much shorter hair than he does now. It was around the time when they got to hate each other.

He couldn’t clearly remember why he started to be so annoyed by Eliott’s presence, it just happened one day. Everything he did made Lucas upset, especially when he was flirting with the girls. Daphné was always giggly and shy around Eliott in first year, Alexia basically undressed him with her eyes all the time. It pissed him off, because those girls were too good for such a douchebag.

He shook his head, coming back to reality. He stared at the grumpy hedgehog on his phone. He was sure Eliott was fidgeting on his seat, not knowing what Lucas thinks of his stupid message. He let himself have a half smile, then he put away his phone without answering. This time he will be the one that controls the situation. He heard Eliott letting out an annoyed sigh. It made him feel victorious.

Later the day Lucas joined the girls in the common room, helping them make some decorations. He was painting some wooden chairs, making them look much better than they actually are. Alexia and Imane were working on decorative lightings, Emma and Manon were decorating the shelves with cute statues, vases with flowers, stuff like that. Daphné was sitting at the table, making plans, looking through her folder she made. It was really thick, full of pages filled with pictures cut out of magazines, printed out or drawed by hand. She seemed to take this thing really seriously.

Lucas was so occupied with painting the chairs, he didn’t notice the buzzing of his phone. Not like he could check it, since his hands were covered in pink and yellow paint anyways. When he finished, he walked to the bathroom, trying to take off the colors, but it wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. After long minutes of scrubbing, his arms were still stained. He sighed and decided to leave it for now, it was friday anyways, so he will have the weekend to take it off.

He walked back to the girls, they were all sitting at the table now, inviting Lucas to join them, so he sat down next to Manon, who offered him a cupcake that was made by Daphné. He accepted it and was chewing on it, while he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He opened instagram and noticed that someone tagged im on a picture. It was manon, she made a photo of him as he was painting the chairs with a serious face, like it was the most important task he ever had to do in his life. The caption said: “The only guy we trust”. He rolled his eyes and looked at Manon.

“Seriously, girl? What is this picture?” he asked, showing his flatmate his phone.

“Isn’t it adorable? You were so focused, I had to make a picture.” Manon said smiling.

“And post it on instagram?”

“You know if it’s not on the internet, it never happened.” Alexia said, drinking some pink liquid from a bottle.

“That’s true.” Emma said smirking.

Lucas just rolled his eyes again, but decided to like the picture. Manon was just so caring and soft, he couldn’t be mad at her, and the picture wasn’t bad at all. He had much more embarrassing pictures on his own profile, so he had nothing to worry about. After that he looked at his messages, there was a new one from Eliott.

srodulv That pink paint looks good on you

Lucas’ heart was beating faster, he still haven’t replied to the hedgehog message, so seeing that Eliott trying to reach out again made him feel happy and a little satsfied with himself. Now he was the one in charge.

lucallemant I still have some on my hands, that shit is not coming off easily

srodulv Oil can be really helpful

lucallemant oh really? I will try that out when I get home

srodulv I was actually wondering if you wanna hang out I have some beer and a joint to smoke

Lucas had to really control himself not to jump up from his seat and leave the girls immediately. Spending time with Eliott AND smoking weed? What else could top that? He took a deep breath, finishing his cupcake. He totally forgot to reply to the message, so he was surprised when he got another one.

srodulv Or maybe some other day, whatever is good for you

lucallemant No, I’m fine I’ll say bye to the girls and go

srodulv I’ll wait for you at the bus stop

lucallemant Cool

srodulv Cool

Lucas got up from his chair now, saying bye to the girls. Daphné even got up and kissed him on the cheek. She was so sweet, Lucas liked her company a lot. He picked up his backpack and left the common room, walking to the bus stop. It seemed to be an eternity until his bus arrived, he was looking at his phone while he was traveling, reading his conversation with Eliott over and over again. He couldn’t believe it. Someone so handsome and popular as Eliott shouldn’t be flirting with Lucas. It basically went against the law of nature.

When he got off the bus, he saw Eliott sitting on one of the seats. He was wearing a dark blue denim jacket over his hoodie this time, which made him look like a model. When he noticed Lucas, he smiled at him, stading up. The smaller boy was holding onto the straps of his backpack, because he wasn’t sure what to expect from this guy.

“Hey!” Eliott said as he walked closer to Lucas, his eyes checking him out from head to toe. Lucas felt like he was completely exposed, with Eliott he had no walls around himself and it scared him a little.

“Hey!” He mumbled, looking everywhere but in the other’s eyes.

“You coming?” Eliott asked, starting to walk backwards, staring at Lucas with his beautiful blue eyes.

Lucas sighed and smiled a little, going after Eliott, who now turned around, walking towards his apartment building. It only took a few minutes, none of them said anything, but it wasn’t awkward at all. The short boy wouldn’t even be able to form any kind of sentences right now, he was still struck by how perfect Eliott looked in that jacket.

They got inside, Eliott opened the door to his flat, letting Lucas inside. He put his jacket on the hanger and told Lucas to get himself comfortable, while he brings them some beer. The small boy did that, walking to the living room. He put down his backpack near the wall, then took off his jacket, carefully putting it on the armchair that was next to the coffee table alongside another one and a couch on the opposite side. The place wasn’t big, but it seemed really nice. Lucas first noticed the few drawings on the wall, but then his eyes catched the piano right next to a bookshelf. He looked at Eliott when he came back with two bottles of beer, handing one to Lucas.

“You play the piano?” he asked, pointing at the instrument.

“Not really.” Eliott chuckled and took a sip of his beer. “It was here when I moved in, haven’t really touched it.” he said honestly, looking into Lucas’ eyes. “You could play something on it.”

Lucas swallowed, he was holding the beer so tightly that his knuckles were white. He looked at the piano, back to Eliott and he continued this for a whole minute, before he found his own voice to say something. Congratulations, Lucas. You are winning the game.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. I haven’t played in a while... well, except this wednesday, but that was just so random.” he said and now looked at the drawings on the wall, trying to change the topic. “You made these?”

“Yeah, but it was a while now, most of them are a year old.” he explained with a soft smile.

Lucas checked out all of the arts when he noticed something on the top of the piano. It was a drawing of a hedgehog, the only color was the pink stains on his face and his hand. Lucas blinked, not believing his eyes first and he heard Eliott making a weird noise next to him, quickly reaching out and grabbing the paper, pulling it away from Lucas’ sight.

“That’s just... a doodle. I was bored.” he said, avoiding eyecontact with the small boy, which amused Lucas a lot.

“Yeah?” he smirked, drinking from his beer now.

Eliott rolled his eyes, which was usually Lucas’ speciality, folding the paper and sliding it into his backpocket. He seemed to be kinda nervous, his bottle was almost empty, though they just started to drink.

“Whatever, let’s smoke.” he said grabbing the joint that was sitting on his ear all this time. Lucas was too busy examining the apartment to notice that.

They sat down on the couch, putting the beer bottles on the coffee tables. Eliott pulled out a lighter from his pocket, lighting the holy cigarette. Lucas was excited to get high with him, it might not have been the best idea, considering his mixed feelings towards the tall boy, but he was too whipped. Eliott put the cigarette in his mouth, breathing in the smoke, then handing it to Lucas. He grabbed it with a happy smile, taking it between his lips, but he almost choked, when this god damn model looking guy next to him decided to blow out a smoke ring. That was so fucking hot.

Eliott looked at Lucas, leaning back on the chouch, stretching his long legs under the coffee table. He seemed to look so different than in school. Usually he was the good looking, always cool and perfect student, but here he just seemed to be like everyone else: a carefree teenager. Lucas turned his body to the side, to see him better and he was leaning on the back of the couch like this too. They were listening to some chill music from Eliott’s phone, it was a nice background noise to their stupid laughter. Both of them were telling silly stories from their childhood.

They were doing this for long minutes, probably for a couple of hours. There were a lot of empty bottles of the coffee table now, the air around them smelled like smoke, so Eliott decided to open the window. As he got up, Lucas had some time to breathe. It was so unbelieveable to sit here in Eliott Demaury’s living room, smoking weed, drinking beer and talking about his 6 year old self who got chewing gum stuck in his hair.

“Are you hungry?” Eliott asked suddenly, leaning to the window as he looked at Lucas. His eyes were a little red because of the smoke.

“Yeah, I am.” Lucas said, being surprised how he didn’t even notice his own hunger. Maybe because he was too busy watching this handsome boy laughing like a happy child, then blowing out smoke like a professional model.

“I’ll go make some sandwiches in the kitchen.” he said smiling and started to walk now. Lucas got up, he was just a little bit tipsy, so he could still move without stumbling.

“I’m coming with you.” he said, which made Eliott smile like an idiot.

“Okay.”

The kitchen was small, it only had a square wooden table with two chairs, so Lucas settled down there while Eliott was searching for stuff in the fridge and the cabinets. He seemed to be so occupied, even sticking his tongue out in the process. The small boy decided to check his phone now, letting his host to make those sandwiches peacefully.

He got a couple notifications from instagram, he didn’t really care about that, but he also got a text from Manon. He just noticed that it was almost 21:00, he was here at Eliott’s place since 4 hours now? How is that possible? He quickly opened the message.

From Manon Hey, is everything ok? It’s getting late and you are still not home

To Manon Yeah, sorry, I am at Yann’s place, but I’ll be home soon

From Manon Okay then, next time tell me if you going out for so long, I was worried

To Manon I’m sorry, mom!

From Manon Very funny

Lucas smiled at his phone, feeling warmth in his chest. Manon was always the typical mom friend, but it was still making him happy how caring and kind she was with him. She was the one in the first place who offered Lucas to live with them in the apartment and even now that she took her room back, she tried her very best to make the boy feel welcomed there. It was nice, even with the struggles he had to go through with Mika or Lisa.

“Lucas?” a soft voice snapped him back from his phone to reality. He looked up, eyes widened, facing with the most beautiful guy on this planet, who was just a step away from him, leaning down so their heads will be at the same height. Oh, you smooth fucker.

“What?”

“I was asking you something.” he said crossing his arms now. He seemed to be a bit frustrated. Was it because Lucas focused on his phone rather than him? It’s possible considering the huge ego this guy had.

“Can you ask again? I wasn’t listening.” he said with little smirk, enjoying the expression that appeared on the tall boy’s face.

“You are unbelieveable, Lallemant.” he said, frowning his eyebrows. “I’m inviting you to my place and you rather chit-chatting on your phone than listening to me?”

“Come on now, we were talking for hours in the living room. I just wanted to check my messages.” he said, rolling his eyes at the childish behavior of Eliott.

“Your boyfriend can wait. We have more urgent things to discuss, like if you want ham or sausage slices on the sandwich?” he asked with a serious face. Lucas had to laugh, because he was really acting like a 5 year old who just got told that he can’t play with his favorite toy.

“I was answering Manon. She is worried that I’m not home yet.” he explained, being amused by the tall one’s concerned expression turning into something that was probably his realization of being overly dramatic. “And I want ham on my sandwich, with double cheese please.” he added smirking.

Eliott took a deep breath and turned back to the bread on the kitchen counter, buttering the slices and putting ham and cheese on them. He didn’t look at Lucas, so the boy had a lot of time to observe him. It was really amusing to see him doing normal stuff, like making a sandwich. In the school he always seemed to be someone who only does things with elegance and perfection, but he was actually struggling with the damn butter or the package of the cheese.

“Here you go.” he said, finally handing Lucas a plate with two sandwiches on it. He was staying at the counter, holding his own food.

“Thanks.” he grabbed the plate and took a bite of the sandwich. Eliott watched him closely, making sure that he is not gonna choke on it or anything, at least for him it seemed like he was doing that. “You should eat too.” He said looking at the sandwich in Eliott’s hand.

“I was just... you have pink paint on your face.” he said, pointing at Lucas’ left cheek.

“It got there before I washed my hands probably.” he mumbled, touching his cheek to look for the paint.

He was so busy doing this that he didn’t noticed the long fingers slowly sliding on his face, cupping it gently. He raised his head, looking into deep blue eyes filled with desire and something Lucas couldn’t put into words. The world around them seemed to disappear, they were in their own little bubble, staring at each other, leaning closer by each second, until they could feel their breath on their lips. Lucas’ heart was beating faster, his lips were parting, ready to get kissed by Eliott. Right now, right here in this exact moment it was all he wanted.

They startled to the loud noise of the doorbell. Eliott’s hads slipped down from Lucas’ cheeks to his neck, looking at the direction of the front door. He cursed under his breath which made the short boy smile. He was disappointed that they got disrupted, but seeing how much it annoyed Eliott too made his heart flutter.

“I swear to god, this happens all the time.” Eliott mumbled, unconsciously rubbing Lucas’ skin with his thumb, still not wanting to leave him to open the door. The bell was ringing again, longer and louder.

“You should really open it.” the boy said softly, grabbing the hands on his neck and pushing them away gently. “Eliott, go.” he said seeing that the boy was still not wanting to move. He looked at Lucas, with the face of little kid who had been separated from his favorite plushie.

He then took a deep breath, stroking Lucas hands before walking to the door. The small boy had time to breathe out, collecting his thoughts. Eliott definitely wanted to kiss him, god, they almost did. Deep in his thoughts he was really disappointed that they didn’t. He finished one of the sandwiches while he waited for Eliott to come back, and he did, with two other person.

He recognized one of them, tall, even taller than Eliott, dark skin, big smile. It was Idriss, the older brother of Imane. The other guy he didn’t know, but he was really gorgeous, dark, curly hair, handsome face and the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. They were wearing casual clothes, jeans and hoodies, holding some books and notes in their arms. Eliott seemed to be a bit annoyed that they were there, but he still had a smile on his face.

“Hey, We didn’t know you had a visitor.” Idriss said and his eyes widened as he recognized Lucas. “Look at here! Little Lucas!” he yelled and walked to the boy, giving him a fist bump. “Haven’t see you in ages.”

“Yeah, we mostly study with Imane at the common room, so...” he smiled and shrugged a little, looking at the other boy who walked to them.

“You know Imane?” he asked, voice soft as the warm wind on a summer afternoon.

“Yeah, she’s my friend.” Lucas said, reaching his hand out, the boy grabbed it, shaking it softly. “I’m Lucas.”

“Sofiane.” he said smiling. Wow, such a beautiful name to a beautiful face.

“Great, now that you guys introduced yourselves, can you go the fuck out of the kitchen?” Eliott said now frustrated.

Sofiane and Idriss smirked at each other and walked to the living room after high fiving Lucas. They were awesome guys and seemed to be really kind. It was unbelieveable how they were friends with such and egoistic and rude person as Eliott. But Lucas had to admit, this guy had his good sides too.

“Sorry about that, I totally forgot they wanted to study here during the weekend.” he said, scratching the back of his head.

“It’s okay, I should go home anyways.” he said, standing up from his chair. He wanted to leave the kitchen, but Eliott blocked his way, looking at him seriously.

“You still owe me, you know.” he whispered, leaning down until their foreheads touched, keep looking into Lucas’ eyes.

“I know.” the short boy mumbled, his legs were weak, his heart was beating fast. He could smell Eliott’s cologne and even some smoke too. It was making his head feel dizzy.

“I wish I could walk you home...”

“It’s okay, I’m a big boy.” he smiled softly and Eliott shook his head.

“You don’t get it, don’t you?” he asked and just smirked at Lucas’ confused expression. “Doesn’t matter. Text me when you get home, okay?”

Lucas nodded, feeling like he’s going to pass out, but luckily the tall boy pulled back, walking to the door with him. He put on his jacket and walked out, saying goodbye to Eliott before leaving. As he stepped out of the building, cold air touched his face, making his dizziness to fly away. He gasped, glancing back for a short time. A wide smile appeared on his face as he walked to the bus stop. He looked down at his phone while waiting and he got a new message from Eliott.

srodulv Take care, and don’t forget to message me when you get home

Lucas chuckled, this guy was so extra. He just left his place a few minutes ago and he already had to text him to make sure Lucas is okay. He shook his head, typing him an answer.

lucallemant You should be studying now, Mr. Demaury

srodulv I can’t stop thinking about you

Lucas’ heart skipped a beat and he barely could step up on the bus as it arrived. His legs felt like they were made out of jelly, he felt butterflies in his stomach. This was the first time that someone made him feel things like this. He did have a crush on Yann like a year ago, but that was nothing compared to what Eliott made him feel with just a text message. He waited with the answer until he got home, cuddling pillows on his couch.

lucallemant I’m home now, study with your friends We’ll talk tomorrow

srodulv Sleep well, Lucas

lucallemant Good luck with studying, Eliott

Writers note: You guys probably hate me, because of the almost kiss, but hey, they will have a lot of time for that later, and don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that scene, cause I did enjoy writing it! Make sure to give me some feedback after reading the chapter, I love reading your comments and messages. I’ll put it on AO3 later tonight, because I gotta go to work.

#Skam France #Elu enemies to lovers AU #Elu #Eliott Demaury #Lucas Lallemant #Eliott x Lucas #I love hating you

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