#and there are more tattoos than we though😍

[espumado]

[yuujispinkhair]

Cute headcanon I wanted to share for Christmas. And this can be for anyone for Yuji. Reader, Sukuna, Megumi etc. He would put so many mistletoes around the place in order to have a reason to kiss his lover all the time when they walk under one 😍🥺

AWW THIS IS SO CUTE!! Thank you so much for sharing the Christmas fluff ❤️🎄

Megumi is sneaky about it. It starts with a single mistletoe that Yuuji brings over when visiting, and even though Megumi acts like it's childish, he is very pleased about the effect that little green twig has. So the next day, Megumi goes shopping and gradually adds more mistletoes.

He loves that the mistletoes give him the perfect excuse to kiss you. He hates the thought of appearing too needy or maybe being too much, so his little idea with the mistletoes is very convenient. And he can always shrug it off and act as if it was one of your friends who put the new mistletoes up.

When you finally realize what is really going on, Megumi is a bit embarrassed. But you hug him and tell him it's cute as hell,

"You did all that just to have an excuse to kiss me more often? That's the cutest thing someone has ever done for me! But also, you don't need mistletoes to kiss me, Megumi. I am yours to kiss anytime you like!"

And Megumi smiles one of those rare soft smiles at you and pulls you against his tall, firm body, hugging you tightly and kissing you much longer than a mistletoe would demand.

Yuuji is completely open about it. He walks into the apartment with a big happy grin on his face and shows you the bag with all the mistletoes he bought.

"Look what I got, cutie! Now we will have to kiss all day!"

You laugh with him and kiss his cheek, "But, baby... we always kiss all day anyway."

And Yuuji shrugs and scratches his neck, looking at you all cute with a cheeky sparkle in his eyes, "Yeah, but now those are Christmas-themed kisses! It's different!"

He is so cute! And when he kisses you, you realize that he is right. Those are really Christmas kisses because you can taste vanilla sugar and gingerbread spice on Yuuji's lips and tongue.

Maybe you will buy even more mistletoes and add those to Yuuji's little collection because you can't get enough of those special kisses.

Sukuna carries a mistletoe in his pocket at all times so he can pull it out and dangle it above your head anytime you are in a bad mood or stressed or complaining about something. Your tattooed bad boy will just hold the mistletoe and smirk that charming smirk and be like,

"Uh uh, princess, look up! You have to be a good girl and kiss me now. It's the law!"

You roll your eyes and huff, "Yeah sure, Christmas law or what? And since when do you care about rules anyway?"

And Sukuna grins at you, all cat-like, and wraps his strong arms around you, pulling you against his tall body,

"I care when it means I get more kisses from my princess."

By now you can't suppress your happy laughter anymore, and you get on your tiptoes, cupping Sukuna's cheek and sighing, "Ok ok, I will kiss you, just to shut you up."

Aww this made me smile!! I hope it puts you in a Christmassy mood too! ❤️ Dividers by @/cafekitsune

[joekeeryswife]

Love island Episode one: Coupling up.

a/n: it’s here! thank you to everyone who voted over this past week. here is the love island series. Mason has his pretty prince hair😍. villa is the 2019 UK love island villa, it will get better but i wanted to get the coupling up over with. anyways sorry if there is any mistakes, enjoy reading 🩰

you’d never been this nervous before. sure you’d been nervous but never this bad. you had been scouted for love island by the producers and you thought you’d give it a go. you had a pretty big following being a model/influencer with just over 500k followers and this would be the perfect opportunity for you to finally find love instead of focusing on your job.

you walked into the villa in you hot pink bikini, you picked it because it would stand out and that’s what you wanted to do. you wanted to make a good first impression on whoever was in here. you made your way to the garden and saw four other girls meaning you were the last to enter before you saw Maya Jama.

“hey everyone” you said making the four girls turn towards you and scream with excitement. they met you halfway and one by one introduced themselves to you. “i’m Molly nice to meet you” she kissed you on the cheek and hugged you closely. the next girl hugged you “hi im Chloe” she hugged you.

“i’m Anna” she hugged you and kissed your cheek and then you finally moved onto the last girl “im Amber nice to meet you” you didn’t know what it was but the girls even though you hadn’t been in there long had all made you feel welcome already.

“i’m y/n, nice to meet you all” you were still nervous as Molly poured you a drink. “so, tell us about you y/n. what’s your type?” you took a sip of the champagne before starting. “well, i’m 22, in a model and influencer. my type is tall, tattoos, brown hair brown eyes, tanned skin, someone who’s athletic and don’t think i’m weird but i love noses” the girls laughed.

“don’t worry y/n, i’m with you on that one” Chloe laughed. “tell me about you girls then, we are gonna be living together for a while” you tucked your hair behind your ear as you listened to them.

Chloe started “well, i’m 25, i’m a marketing executive. my type is anyone who is taller than me to be honest. i don’t really have a type i usually go for. i like anyone, and i do have a thing for noses” you laughed again knowing that this was gonna be a recurring thing that you would all speak about.

“as you know i’m Molly, i’m 23 and i’m an influencer. my usual type is a tall brunette but i’m open to get to know everyone here” you nodded and then Anna started talking. “so i’m a pharmacist and my usual type is anyone taller than me, because i’m so tall i want someone taller than me”

to be honest Anna was very tall so it wasn’t a shock that she’d want someone taller than her. lastly Amber started talking “i’m a beautician so i do facials, lashes, lip filler, everything like that and my usual type is tall dark and handsome, i don’t know how else to explain it” you all laughed and then you all heard a voice behind you.

“hello girls” you turned towards the voice and saw Maya standing there. a few of the girls screamed, seeing her made this experience feel so much more real. “how about we all gather around the fire pit and have a chat?” all of you made your way over to the fire pit and sat down.

“so, Amber, tell me, how are you feeling about being here? are you nervous? excited?” Amber nodded “yeah i’m excited because you never know who’s gonna come through that door like it could be the love of my life” her gordie accent thick as she spoke.

you all laughed and nodded, you really never knew who was about to come through the door. “Chloe, do you think you could meet someone here? or are you skeptical about it all” Chloe shrugged “i’m pretty skeptical but i’m optimistic about the whole thing. i’m excited to meet everyone else”

“okay well, are we ready to meet some boys?” you all cheered and made your way over to the five love hearts that were by the pool. you were on the fourth heart in between Anna and Chloe. “right, remember girls that you can step forward for the guy you like but he can pick any one of you even if you don’t step forward” Maya spoke so you understood the rules.

“let’s welcome our first boy Ovie” you all looked toward the door and saw him, he was very good looking. you all clapped as he made his way down the steps. “you girls doing alright?” you all said yes as he stood next to Maya. “so girls, step forward if you like the look of Ovie” you looked at the girls and saw Anna, Chloe and Amber step forward.

“wow three girls stepping forward already. Amber, why did you step forward?” Maya questioned “he’s just really good looking, definitely my type” Ovie was shocked that three girls stepped forward for him. he was hoping for at least one let alone three.

“y/n, why didn’t you step forward?” you blushed “now don’t get me wrong you’re very good looking but i just want to see the other options before i step forward for someone” Ovie and Maya nodded understanding where you were coming from.

“okay Ovie you have three beautiful girls who have stepped forward for you but who have you decided you are going to pick?” he was silent for a few minutes before he finally spoke up “the girl i would like to couple up with is Anna” Anna clapped with excitement that Ovie picked her. to be honest when they stood next to each other they looked perfect together.

“okay, next boy we have coming in is Toby” you all clapped again as he made his way down the steps and you heard Chloe whisper ‘oh my god’. she liked him for definite. “okay girls, if you like the look of Toby please step forward” straight away Chloe stepped forward. Chloe was the only one who stepped forward for Toby.

“okay ones not bad” he said making you frown but you quickly changed your face back to normal. “Toby you have Chloe who has stepped forward for you, would you like to couple up with Chloe or would you like to couple up with someone else?” Maya said fidgeting on her feet.

“Chloe is beautiful so i’m going to couple up with Chloe” you all clapped as Toby made his way over to Chloe and he kissed her on her cheek. Chloe blushed and smiled happily that Toby picked her.

“Molly why haven’t you stepped forward for any of the boys?” Maya asked looking at her intensely. “they just aren’t my type really, i bet they’re lovely but i’m just waiting for that spark straight away” Maya nodded “okay well i think you may like this next boy then, please welcome Tommy”

Molly gasped as he made his way down the steps, she was in shock at how good looking he was. “okay girls, if you like the look of Tommy please step forward” Amber and Molly stepped forward. “wow two girls, didn’t expect that” Tommy said smiling widely. “well, Molly and Amber have stepped forward for you Tommy, who would you like to couple up with? remember you can pick someone who has stepped forward for you, in a couple or even a girl who hasn’t stepped forward.

Tommys eyes scanned through the girls before making his decision. “i would like to couple up with Molly” she jumped a little as Tommy picked her. “thank you for picking me” Molly said as she gave Tommy a hug and he kissed her on the cheek. “you’re welcome beautiful” she blushed brightly.

“okay girls, last two boys. y/n, do you think you will step forward? you haven’t stepped forward for anyone” you nodded “i know, i feel bad but no one has really caught my eye yet” Maya understood “hopefully someone will catch you eye” you agreed.

“okay girls welcome Curtis” you didn’t even like the sound of that name right off the bat and seeing him just solidified that for you. he was not your type at all. “okay girls, if you like the look of Curtis please step forward” you were not stepping forward. you didn’t want to just step forward because you had too, you were here for yourself.

it was silent for a few minutes and sadly no one stepped forward for Curtis. his smile faltered slightly before he quickly put it back on his face. “oh Curtis i’m sorry” Maya said and he just shrugged it off “it’s no bother, they just haven’t gotten to know me yet.” he replied.

“okay well don’t worry, you can couple up with any of these girls. who would you like to couple up with?” Maya continued “i would like to couple up with y/n” your heart dropped but you didn’t show your sadness, you just had to get on with it.

Curtis made his way over to you and gave you an awkward hug. “y/n, how are you feeling?” god you hated that she had to ask you that “oh uhh, i’m glad i got picked but i just didn’t see that initial attraction but i guess i don’t know Curtis?” you sounded like you were questioning yourself.

“okay well, let’s see our next boy. please welcome Mason” you turned your head toward the door and your heart started beating. there he was and you were in shock at how pretty he was. “hey everyone” he said, even his voice was sexy. “girls, if you like the look of Mason please step forward” straight away you stepped forward as did Chloe and Amber followed.

“wow y/n, i’m shocked. you actually stepped forward for someone” you blushed and laughed. “well, it glad she did step forward for me” Mason winked at you and you felt weak. he was making you feel things you’d never felt before.

“Mason you have the choice to couple up with any of these girls, who would you like to couple up with?” Mason answered straight away “y/n” you were ecstatic. “that means Curtis automatically couples up with Amber” Curtis walked over to Amber and Mason made his way over to you and kissed you on the cheek and pulled you into a nice hug. “nice to meet you” he said as you stepped back to the heart.

“nice to meet you too. thank you for choosing me” your body felt hot, he was the perfect man by looks, and he had a nice nose. “well, you’re a beautiful girl. i’m excited to get to know you” you locked eyes with him, his eyes were dark brown but in the sunlight you could see golden hues which were so pretty.

“okay guys, everyone is now coupled up. i’ll leave you too it and remember, if you don’t get to know anyone your place in the villa may be at risk. good luck” with that Maya left and it felt even more real. “should we go over to the swing? i want to know more about you” you nodded your head and smiled. Mason grabbed ahold of your hand and the two of you headed over to the swing.

*to be continued*

[aliceintheworld]

PURE ATTRACTION | JJK | TATTOO ARTIST

Pairing: TattooArtistJungkook X NaiveReader

summary: "I shouldn’t be watching a man undressing, specially not from the house next door."

Warning: angst 😭 (I know, but I promise it will pass soon) kiss, crying, Jungkook being an idiot, but regretting later (he will suffer a bit more in the next chapters, I promise) alcoholic drink, confession 😍

A/N: I know, I promised I would post this yesterday, but my internet stopped working and there was nothing I could do 🤷‍♀️ anyway, here it is: finally things are aligning a little bit. Spoiler alert: the OC's mother will soon find out what’s going on, and things will get ugly 😬. Speaking of which, PURE ATTRACTION is coming to an end, and I'm already thinking about new projects. I hope you can join me on this journey 🤟

Previous Chapter

CAPITULO 11

The fright pulls me away from Y/N instantly. When I look back, it's Bora calling me. She stops walking and stares at us for a few seconds. Then she smiles in a mischievous way, almost as if we were doing something more than a near kiss. I can't ignore the bad feeling that overwhelms me when I can't achieve my goal. I know I'm confused and should avoid playing with someone else's feelings, but being apart from her these past few days, has been my greatest martyrdom.

“Sorry to interrupt.” She giggles, biting her lower lip.

“You didn’t interrupt anything.” Y/N quickly shakes her head, embarrassed. “I need to see Hayun. Is she around?”

“Yes.” Bora nods in agreement. “Jungkook, Namjoon was looking for you. Please go see him. No one can stand him anymore, seriously. It feels like a funeral over there.”

“I’ll be right there.” I sigh, feeling I have no choice. I didn't want to go, but I know I need to. I glance at Y/N one last time before heading inside Yoongi's house. I try to maintain a calm expression, but I can’t. I’m so dazed by everything happening that I can barely think straight.

Namjoon came to Busan out of the blue, and even though I have some regard for him, I didn’t want him to do it. I shouldn’t have mentioned the party to him, but I'm so used to having him in my life, I didn’t expect him to travel, just to see me. I didn’t want to do this to Y/N; she must be thinking horrible things about me—part of which are true—but before heading to Seoul, I wanted to talk to her and clear things up, not this mess that just happened. When she left my apartment that day, I spent hours in my room, echoing her words in my head.

I’m a proud person. I don’t like being wrong, and when I am, it’s hard for me to stop, breathe, and ask for forgiveness. However, that same day, I knew I needed to do it. I knew I needed to talk to Y/N and resolve everything before it was too late. Contrary to what she says, I really do like her. She makes me feel good, makes me happy... whenever I’m with her, I don’t think about anything else. My world, filled with problems and worries, becomes a world that is only hers. I wanted to say this to her, but I'm so confused about Namjoon that I'm afraid to make the situation worse and regret it even more.

As I approach the house, I see him among my friends, leaning against the wall. He seems unfazed by the grim situation, but I know he is bothered. I’ve known him for years, and I know he liked everyone before all the shit hit the fan, throwing our dreams and what we built together, in the trash. He smiles at me when he sees me, and I can’t reciprocate in the same way. The pride I once felt being with him, no longer exist.

“Is everything okay?” I ask when I reach Namjoon. He shrugs and shows me a red cup with a clear drink. It looks like water, but I'm pretty sure it isn’t.

“I’ve been better.” He explains in a slurred voice, watching Taehyung and Yoori kissing in the corner. It used to be the two of us, the lovey-dovey couple. “Is everything okay? You were with that girl for a good while.”

“I needed to talk to her.” I say honestly, feeling anxious; it’s like I’m doing something wrong when I know I’m not.

“She seems important... the way you looked at her...” He suggests, but it doesn’t seem serious. It’s as if he’s saying all this, but knows there’s no possibility of any involvement. Y/N isn’t the type of person I would have approached with interest, in the past, and Namjoon knows that.

“She is important.” I confirm, trying to stay relaxed. Namjoon bites his lip and looks at me with an expression I can't decipher.

“You’re joking, right?” He asks; his jaw tightens, waiting for a response.

“I’m not.” I shake my head; my heart pounding almost as loud as the music. “We had a connection, and she’s important to me, that's why we talked.”

“Wow.” Namjoon scoffs, drinking more of his drink. He rolls his eyes ironically, and then sighs. “You really bounce back quickly.”

“What did you expect me to do? Wait for you?”

“No, just that you’d wait until everything could align.”

“You didn’t wait, Namjoon.” My throat burns with my growl. How can he be so hypocritical? “You ended everything. You slept with that guy from your work when we were about to move in together.”

“I made a mistake. You needed one mistake to end everything.” He replies.

“I needed one mistake to realize you weren’t the right person for me.” I say, clarifying the fact for both him and me. “Love doesn’t hurt, doesn’t deceive. What you did... you just ruined everything. What are you really doing here?”

“I thought I was welcome in your life.” He argues, and it’s the first time I see pain and regret in his eyes. He steps closer to me, his short breaths hitting my face. Him being taller than me never bothered me, but now it feels like he’s a tower over me. A mountain. “I thought you still loved me.”

“I loved the person I thought you were.” I say, closing my eyes. My throat tightens and my chest feels heavy. All the good moments we had together flash in my mind. The first time I saw him, the first time we made love. The first time I said I loved him, scared that he wouldn’t feel the same, and Namjoon reciprocated, exceeding all my expectations. All of that no longer exists. The Jungkook who was crazy about him, who admired him, is just a shadow of who I am now. I loved him so much that I almost overlooked his betrayal for us to be together. I no longer see a future for us, I see nothing but emptiness.

“I made a mistake once, Jungkook. Just once.” He says with a slurred tongue. He looks drunk and sad. A bad combination.

“Namjoon, that’s enough. This is serious now. I want this to end. Go back to Seoul. Stay in your apartment. You need to forget me and move on. We’re not good for each other.”

“We can fix all this. We can move on together.”

“We can’t, because I’ve already made my decision. You no longer fit in my life.” I’ve never been so decisive as I am now. I remember, in the back of my mind, the way I feel every time I see Y/N; none of this feels right.What he did is unforgivable, and I could never trust him again. It just seems wrong. His dark eyes fill with tears, and he takes another step closer to me. His scent mixed with alcohol is still good, but doesn't draw me like three months ago.

“I can show you that you still want me. That I still have you.” He whispers, and even though I don’t want to, I close my eyes to welcome him. For the last time. Just this once, and then everything will be over.

His mouth crashes against mine with ferocity. He seems to show through his actions that he’s regretful, and I can feel it, but it’s not enough. In the midst of the kiss, I take everything from him. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him against me. Namjoon is mine, for the last time. All these years together, I thought it would be forever, but we can’t be anymore. His tongue meets mine in a wildness I recognize. I grunt between his lips as I feel his hand on my back, so forcefully that it’s as if he wants to merge with me. The kiss is sexual, but devoid of feeling. Y/N echoes in my head once again, from when we kissed in your room while her mom was knocking on the door. When our lips met, I felt so much more than just physical contact or her touch. It’s then that I realize it’s not worth it. All the suffering has passed, and I don’t need this anymore. I abruptly pull away from him. Our heavy, quick breaths mix as I stare into his eyes. He tries to get closer again, but I don't allow it. I push him away with my hands, trembling, anxious and sad.

“It’s over.” I whisper. His face contorts as if I’ve punched him. I feel sorry for him, but I can’t deceive us anymore. “It’s over. That was the last time we kissed. The last time you touched me. I didn’t end our relationship. You did.” I conclude; my voice comes out hoarse and in a grunt from deep in my throat. There’s no anger, no resentment towards him. Namjoon doesn’t respond, completely silent, and how could he?

I cover my face with my hands, and let out a sigh mixed with relief and anguish, escaping my soul. When I turn around, my eyes unconsciously go to the woman who, since I met her, changed something within me. Her eyes, however, are filled with tears; her cheeks flushed as if she’s holding back an impending cry. Only then do I realize that Y/N must have seen the kiss with Namjoon, and I can’t imagine what she must be thinking. Before I can react, she turns her back and walks away from the crowded room.

“Y/N!” I shout through the people, but my voice sounds low amidst the music. I move instinctively and hurry after her. Her body almost disappears down the hallway, but I run faster, pushing past two guys who look like they want to kill me, and a girl, who yells at me for bumping into her. None of this stops me until I manage to catch her by the arm. “Y/N, stop!”

“Let me go!” She twists her wrist, shaking her body so I’ll release her. I loosen my grip on her skin, afraid of hurting her, and she pulls away again, faster this time. She heads for the main door of the house and flings it open.

“I’m not letting you go!” I yell at her, walking faster as the facade of the house gets further away from us. “Y/N, listen to me!”

“Stop following me!” She screams at me; her usually sweet and soft voice sounds angry and hurt. I run faster until I can stand in front of her. I don’t touch her, but I don’t let her pass, using my body like a wall to block her path. “Let me through, Jungkook.”

“No.” I shake my head. Her face twists. Her nose crinkles, and her forehead furrows. I’m sure if she could hit me right now, she would.

“Let me through.” She pleads again, taking short steps that I once again block.

“No, not until you listen to me.” I say with such force that she flinches. Her angry, hardened face transforms into an ironic laugh, which fades as more tears fill her eyes. Her white, smooth neck is filled with veins, as if she’s about to burst with rage. Her breath comes fast, as if she doesn’t have enough air.

“You’re a fucking bastard, a total son of bitch. I don't want to listen anything.” She growls at me. It’s the first time I’ve seen her curse; it’s so strange that it feels like those words don’t belong to her. “How can you do this to me? Yo-You are... I don’t even have words to describe you!”

“I know! I know! I’m a fucking mess, do you think I don’t know that?”

“You’re a son of bitch!” She screams again at me, pushing against my chest. “I want to punch you right now! I want to hit you until you turn into someone Irrecognizable.” She pushes me again, but I hardly budge. Although she’s angry and furious with me, I’m much bigger and stronger than her. I remain silent, watching as the trapped tears begin to flow down her face. The face that so often had been lit up with joy when she was with me, now looks defeated.

“I know... Y/N, I know.” I respond in a whisper. I stop her from pushing me again, holding onto her fist. I imagined she would use her strength against me and pull away one more time, but she doesn’t. Her silent crying takes over her body, and her shoulders shake. The pain I feel seeing her this way, knowing that I caused it leaves me frozen, but my arms move before I can think, and I hug her.

Her face aligns against my neck, and her sobs grow deeper. I open my mouth to say something, to apologize for everything I’ve caused her, but the words stick in my throat, and a voice in my head tells me that even if I tell her how sorry I am, nothing changes what I did. I hurt her, regardless. Apologies, unfortunately, don’t help much in this case.

“I’m sorry.” I say, contradicting all my thoughts. Even knowing that words don’t help at all, I say again: “I’m really sorry. Forgive me, Y/N.” I plead, closing my eyes. I feel her arms wrap around my body, bringing me a pleasure I can't even describe. How long has it been since I felt that excitement from just a hug?

“Stop apologizing.” She asks, pulling away from me. In the place of her warm body, only coldness remains in mine, with her distance. “Why did you kiss him? Why did you say all those things to me and then kissed him?”

“Because I needed to.” I clarify. Y/N opens her mouth to say something, perhaps to curse me again, but I’m quicker. “It’s over. We are nothing more than strangers now."

“How come?”

“That was the last time we were together, after almost five years. After everything, I needed this ending. I realized he no longer fits me.” I say, and not feeling the sadness I felt before, just imagining such a situation, brings me hope. Hope that I won’t have to suffer for Namjoon anymore. That I won’t have to feel anguish and pain over him.

“I don’t... I don’t know what to say.” Y/N shrugs, wiping her wet, swollen face. “But I don’t take back what I said. You really are a bastard.”

“I know.” I agree, unable to deny any of her statements. “And I also know that I hurt you, but I want to fix what I did. I want to fix all the shit I made you go through.”

“I don’t want anything from you.” She presses her lips together; those red lips I love so much, that for a second, I get lost in thought. I miss kissing her. Talking to her. Observing the little wrinkle at the corner of her right eye, every time she laughs. Not when she smiles, but when she giggles heartily. I never thought this could happen so quickly, even after Namjoon, but my heart leaps just thinking about her. Thinking about our kisses.

“Y/N, I can finally fix what I did wrong. That day I was so confused. I told you I didn't want something serious, but I did. I was scared; I just didn't want to get hurt again.” I confess to her, recalling the memories of that morning, when I turned my back on her because I couldn't bear to look into her eyes, as she left my apartment.

“Do you really think I'm going to believe all of this? After everything you've done to me? You're being a damn liar, a manipulative jerk." she grunts; I can see the anger in her eyes, the disbelief radiating from her.

“Y/N, I needed that. To finally know what I wanted.”

“You needed a kiss? You're a joke. Seriously.”

“Believe me.” I plead, my voice a whisper. I lean closer to her, holding her face in my hands. Her cheeks are flushed from crying, from the turmoil of emotions. “I want you.”

“I won’t be your consolation prize.” She whispers back, furrowing her brows. Y/N seems so determined and strong, that it's like all my words means nothing to her.

“You’re not.”

“I won’t be your second option.” She repeats, grunting at me.

“You’re none of that.” I repeat, irritated that she even thinks that way. She tucks her hair behind her ear and looks away, as if she could be saved by someone amid the darkness of the neighborhood. When she finds no one else, she sighs, biting her lips hard.

"I wish you had said all of this earlier. How can I believe anything you say now?" she asks, and unfortunately, I have no answer for that question.

"I'm sorry again," I beg, defeated. "Y/N, can I take you home? Can we talk about this somewhere else?" I ask, a bit hesitant. I want her to understand that even though I made many mistakes, I'm willing to do anything to show her how important she is to me. Y/N shakes her head, however, breaking all my hopes.

"I can't be near you. Every time I'm close, I end up losing control." She says, and I completely understand what she means. Whenever we're alone, I feel an energy between us that draws us together like an invisible magnet. I smile, agreeing with her.

"I can't control myself when I'm with you, either," I respond earnestly, and her previously sad face lights up with embarrassment.

"Jungkook, stop," she pleads, almost through clenched teeth. Her cheeks are flushed now, thanks to my words.

"I'm telling the truth. Deal with it."

"I really need to go," she changes the subject, shaking her head. Then she sighs, looking at her fingers. "I... I’ll call a taxi." She turns her back to me, before I can react.

"What? What do you mean?" I follow her again, as she walks back to Yoongi's house. Y/N looks at me, as if mentally questioning what I'm doing so close to her, but I don't care.

"Jungkook, go back to your party," she commands, walking faster.

"I'm not letting you take a taxi home at this hour. Forget it." I shrug, annoyed. She may not want to listen to me or look at my face, but nothing will convince me to let her go with a stranger in the middle of the night.

"What does it have to do with you?" she questions without looking at me, and I have to walk faster to get in front of her again. Her irritated, mocking, and sarcastic expression fades, when I look her in the eyes.

"Stop talking like that. Do you really think I don't care about you?"

"You are a—"

"I’m a jerk. I know. I just asked if you really think I don't care about you. Do you really think I don’t want what’s best for you?"

"I don’t know," she replies, shrugging. "After tonight, I can't think about anything else," she argues, furrowing her brows. I step closer to her, taking a short step forward. Her perfume, different from Namjoon's, completely captivates me. It's as if everything about her is designed to drive me crazy.

"Y/N, let me take you. My car is over there, across the street," I whisper, locking my gaze with hers, noticing how her pupils dilate when she accidentally glances at my mouth.

"I don’t know," she repeats, as if she’s fighting something internally.

"I'll take you. We don’t have to say a word to each other. You get in the car and then get out when we reach your place," I conclude, hopeful. She pauses for a moment and sighs, looking at her fingers again. It seems she's contemplating my offer for a few seconds, still uncertain.

"Okay," she says softly, as if afraid of her own decision. Her voice, once filled with anger, now sounds neutral. If I could choose any superpower right now, it would definitely be the ability to read her mind.

I clear my throat, nodding, and slowly step back from her, wary that any sudden movement might make her change her mind. My car isn’t too far away, so we walk in silence for just a minute. Yoongi's house still seems lively, with people coming and going through the main gate. I take one last look at the place, mentally thanking myself for leaving the car key in my pocket, as I glance at Y/N without saying a word. She remains silent the whole time, while I quickly open her door and then mine. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice how she pulls on her seatbelt and looks at me for a moment, as if she’s examining me.

Even under her gaze, I don’t utter a single word. My whole body feels tense, alive, electric. I dare to contemplate her, the same way she does with me, taking in her from head to toe, from her Converse sneakers to her dress that’s much larger than her body, with a small slit opening on her left leg that, for God’s sake, reveals her smooth, soft skin –the same skin I had touched and taken everything from, just days ago. I clear my throat and start the car, reluctant to leave my spot.

A sudden rain starts to wet the windshield, and I thank the universe for, even if not intentionally, give me more time with this. The entire drive is a torture and, at the same time, a source of pleasure. I keep thinking to myself that if I can’t convince her, this might be one of the last times I ever see her before I go to Seoul. I savor everything about her: her scent, her presence, her calmness amidst so many storms, trying to imprint all these details in my mind. How did I get to this point? How could I be so confused about Namjoon when I’m clearly in love with her? Obsessed with everything she does?

When her house comes into view, I swallow hard, feeling my mouth dry. I want to say so many things, yet no words seem right. I look at her face, and almost immediately, she looks at me too. We both sit in silence, listening the rain and lost in thought. Then she smiles shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Thank you for bringing me," she says, looking down. "And I’m sorry... I shouldn’t have cursed at you. I shouldn’t have said all those things. I... Jungkook, I wanted to see you hurt, just like I felt, but I had no right. I was wrong for that. I want you to be happy. I want you to be loved, no matter who you’re with." She confess, and her eyes crinkle the way only hers do, calm and serene. I open my mouth to say something, to affirm she had every right over me, but she gets out of the car before I can tell her everything. "Goodbye." She whispers with a weak smile, giving me her back and entering before the rain makes her wetter.

I stay there for a moment, frozen, breathing heavily. I look at the door of her house, and then at my mother’s, thinking that, unlike my father, I’ve always considered myself brave. I’ve always seen myself as a confident person. With everything that has happened in my life, I have never taken a step back, and I have never let fear paralyze me or hold me back from anything. I get out my car hesitantly, but I don’t stop. I walk quickly to the short steps, and ring the doorbell, freezing with cold and the water. Y/N opens the door a second later, almost as if she was waiting for me on the other side. Her face illuminated by the yellow streetlight.

"Y/N, I don’t want you to leave my life," I declare breathlessly; my heart pounding so hard it feels like it’s about to jump out of my chest. "I have no right to say this and I don’t even deserve you to listen to me, but I want you to know that since the first time I saw you, at your bedroom window, everything about you caught my attention. The way you speak, the way you look at me, how you listen to everyone as if they all deserve your attention, how empathetic you are, and how simply good you are... I can’t stop thinking about you. I talk about you to my friends, to my mother. I miss you even when we haven’t seen each other for a short time... I don’t want this to end. Us. I don't want us to end." I laugh desperately, not even knowing what I am doing, filled with hope and moments of us together in my mind. I can literally feel my blood rushing through my body, pulsing strong like never before.

"Jungkook, you—" She tries to say, but I stop her by placing my hands on her cheeks. I lean in so close I can feel her breath on my face.

"I know I’m an idiot, but I’m so damn in love with you that I deserve a second chance, just to show you that I’m worthy of you, that I can make every day, from now on, the best day of your life." I whisper, gazing into her eyes. They widen in shock and surprise. Tears form in them, and one falls onto my thumb, on the apple of her cheek.

"I’m in love with you too," she confesses in a whisper, and I have to lean in closer to assure myself that I’m not dreaming. She smiles, as if she senses my confusion. "I’m in love with you too," she confirms, just for my ears.

And I can’t hold back any longer. I can’t anymore. It's when I kiss her, so intensely and suddenly, that it takes her a few seconds to respond. Her soft lips form a sweet smile against mine, and I can't help but chuckle too, happy, content, all at once. She places her hands on my face, tenderly, and then winks at me. Her eyelashes brushing against the tops of her cheeks because of the rain.

"Come in, I don't want you to get sick from the cold," she invites me, pulling me in. Then she kisses me one more time.

Thank God for this fucking rain.

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[braxlrose]

head canons where the reader is like trad goth or something like that?? 😁

OFC!! I absolutely adore trad goth women 😍 (totally not my type at all, wink wink nudge nudge. they definitely shouldn't say hi to me in the dms at all. No way jose) but anyways, I didn't know which guy you wanted so I did all of them!

SOFT/SFW HCS FOR TOKIO HOTEL W/ A TRAD GOTH GF

bill

-literally LOVES doing your hair, whether it's slicked back, teased up, gelled up, shaved on the sides, different colors, different textures, HE LOVES IT.

-if you dye your hair hair other colors than just black, he would beg you to let him dye it. he gets all the shit for it too. And even picks up snacks for you while doing it. But it's kind of chaotic bc the mf is impatient af 💀

-if your hair isn't naturally black he will also help you touch up your roots

-THIS MF LITERALLY BEGGED YOU TO TEACH HIM HOW TO DO YOUR MAKEUP

-he watched so many videos on YouTube to figure out how to do your hair and makeup

-SHOPPING SPREES ALL THE TIME

-you guys get so much stuff and you always do runaway/model shoes for eachother

-he loves listening to new music, so when you introduced him to bands like Siouxsie and the Banshees and the Bauhaus he was super excited

-LOVES tagging along to your nail appointments to watch your nails get done

tom

-so bc he has a lot of fangirls, you got harassed a lot too. and these fangirls were commenting on your appearance all time. sending letters to you and tom, death threats, screaming stuff at concerts, harassing and stalking you and tom. It got to a point where tom had to hit one of the girls who tried to come at you with a switch blade. pookie is so protective 😘

-the way you do your makeup is literally magic to him. like he's seen bill do his makeup, but yours is so much more intricate.

-he literally loves it when you leave kisses on him from your black lipstick

-he gets internally pissed off whenever an interviewer talks about your appearance, it's crazy obvious

-hes a little fucker and acts like he's dying whenever you're touching up your roots because of how strong the hair dye is

-he goes to places like sephora w/ you to buy new makeup when you run out of something you need and he's so surprised by everything in there. he had no idea how much makeup one store has

-he thinks you look super fucking hot in your outfits too.

-he got you black lingerie and quote on quote said he thought you would like it because it was "goth", but he definitely just wanted to see you model for him

georg

-as we know, georg has AMAZING hair. so he let's you try differently hairstyles on him all the time

-whenever he walks by a store and sees an outfit you may like, he goes in and buys it immediately as a gift for you

-if you're overly obsessive about music or gothic celebrities, he'll let you lay in his lap and let you talk for hours

-if you have a lot of tattoos on your body, he loves tracing them

-he gets annoyed as shit whenever anybody talks about you and will glare down anybody who stares at you funny

-dont come for me for the stereotypes but if you like movies like Frankenstein, he will 100% watch it with you. he loves you more than anything in the entire world so whatever you like doing he will do it with you

-he loves it when you scratch his head if you have acrylic nails, it feels so nice and he will fall asleep so quickly in your lap

gustav

-like I've said before, I fully believe gustav LOVES LOVES LOOOOVES alternative women. I think I mentioned that in the rockstar post. so bc of this, he thinks you're insanely hot.

-he sits on the bathroom counter and let's you practice your eye makeup on him

-bros eyes actually widened when he saw what you looked like without makeup. NOT IN A BAD WAY OR ANYTHING THOUGH. he thought you were totally hot with makeup and w/o it you were even hotter.

-if you have your eyebrows shaved off, he literally won't stop touching the place where your eyebrows used to be. apparently it's "super soft" 💀

-if you were platforms that make you taller then him...OH MY GODDD he'll probably cum in his pants.

-I'm 99% sure sub gustav has a mommy kink or atleast a fem dom kink sooo

-he gets so mad whenever anybody sexualizes you. yk that video of Rent A Poarch or wtv it's called where th is singing Schrei and then Gustav goes and punches that guy. well if it gets to a point where someone has made you uncomfortable as fuck, that's what he'll do

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[vodika-vibes]

Hello the wonderful and talented Vod'ika!

Congrats on 500 followers!!

Could I request Arc Trooper Jesse, Peridot, and a Late Summer Evening?

😍 You have sparked my adoration for Jesse.

Thank you!

And The Cicadas Sang

Summary: Everything about Jesse is strong, including his love for his cyare.

Pairing: ARC Trooper Jesse x F!Reader

Word Count: 584

Prompt: Peridot - Strong Love

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: I'm always happy to share my love for Jesse. He's my baby. So, my idea for this story came from long summers spent listening to the cicadas scream outside my bedroom while I was a teenager. I hope you like it!

Jesse leans back in the chair, his eyes closing as he lets the song of summer wash over him. His cyare, his perfect beautiful cyare, likes to laugh and shake her head when he calls the cicadas that.

Still, aside from a few lightly teasing remarks, she doesn’t judge him overly much for his fascination with these insects.

“I knew I’d find you out here,” There’s the familiar sound of a glass door sliding open, and Jesse opens his eyes to tilt his head back, a grin crossing his face when he sees her standing there. She’s dressed down…way down, a tank top and her panties and not much else. “How are you not melting into a puddle? There’s no Air Conditioning out here.”

“Come on, cyare. It’s not that bad.”

She makes a face at him and gestures vaguely to her hair, which is starting to frizz from the humidity, in spite of the late hour.

“You’re wrong.”

Jesse’s grin broadens, “You look beautiful.”

“Ugh.”

“Cyare~” He shifts on the chair so he’s half facing her and holds his hands out to her, “Come and sit with me.”

She sighs, “We’re going to be eaten alive by mosquitos, Jesse.” But, even so, she opens the screen door and steps onto the back porch to join him, “You’re lucky I don’t have any neighbors, or else they’d be getting a show.”

“They’d all think, ‘damn, that Jesse guy is a lucky asshole’.” Jesse replies, catching her hips when she steps around him to sit in the other chair. He tugs her onto his lap and swings her legs sideways over the arm of the chair, “There, isn’t that better?”

“It’d be better if it wasn’t so hot.” She complains, even as she tucks her head against his shoulder and lightly rubs her cheek against the thin material of his shirt.

“If it was colder, we couldn’t be outside together.” Jesse tightens his arms around her and lightly nudges her with his shoulder, “And you look stunning under the starlight.”

She averts her gaze with a shy laugh, and Jesse feels his heart swell. She’s so adorable, even with everything they’ve done together, after all the time they’ve been dating, she still gets embarrassed when he compliments her.

Maker, he loves her so much.

He nudges her one more time, and she lifts her gaze to meet his, “I love you.” Jesse murmurs, “So much.”

Her lips curl up into a small smile, “How much?”

Jesse leans in and bumps his forehead against hers, his gaze remaining locked with her own, “I love you more than there are stars in the sky. More than all of the water on Kamino. More than all of the sand on Tatooine-”

She tilts her head and catches his lips with her own, silencing his rambling. Her hands, soft and warm and gentle, come up to caress his face, and gentle fingers trace the tattoo on his face.

“I love you just as much,” She whispers against his lips, “Thank you for choosing me.”

“Thank you for allowing yourself to be chosen.” Jesse replies, before he catches her lips in another, deeper, kiss.

Sometimes, true love is finding each other after a decade apart.

Other times, true love is finding a way to stay together even if you’re from different worlds.

Sometimes, though. Sometimes true love is sitting on your lover’s lap in the muggy summer heat listening to the cicadas sing the song of summer all around you.

[bondagebimbo]

Hiii I have a very serious question, when you got your ass tattooed how was it ? Like was it painful or not really what would you say the pain level is.??

Asking cause my next tattoo is getting my ass tattooed. Any advice with what to expect or whatever is very much appreciated it😘😘.

Btw you're honestly beyond fucking perfect and beyond beautiful 😍😍❤️❤️

mine is part of a full back piece so honestly by the time she got to the flowers on my ass, I didn’t notice much because we were almost done with the outline at that point and the rest of me was starting to get sore by the time we got to the chrysanthemums.

my left side was more tender than my right though, I remember that, but nothing I wouldn’t get done again if I had to. I just know my left side twitched/jumped a little more than my right did.

please remember though, pain tolerance varies per person. you can’t judge what your experience will be like from mine. our tolerances could be vastly different and you could have an entirely different experience, especially if yours is just your ass whereas mine was a full back piece that took 7 hours to outline and THAT’S a majority of why I felt rough, because of all the outlining before we got to my ass.

[melancholysway]

Rating All Leo's because I can

Love our leader in blue fr fr

I’m starting to think that TMNT may be my comfort fandom and comfort show/movie, which I’m not mad about at all :,)

Anyways Yk how it goes going off personality/design/character development/my own taste

TMNT 2003

Okay, character development wise, YES. I’ve been rewatching the entire 2003 series for the past few weeks, watching little at a time, and I really see the changes in Leo. I love it. And I love him fr fr

I think his personality is really strong! He has more substance to him and really is a great version of Leo!

Design wise, not much to go off? I think the white film for eyes for the turtles is actually a great touch for this installment, so brownie points for that (:

Anyways,

4.5/5! ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️💫

TMNT 2007

If y’all don’t know about my distaste for 2007 Leo, you gon learn today

Lord have mercy

This Leo was my least favorite in terms of personality, BUT!

The “come to daddy” line JUST saved him thanks to my underlying kink and personal taste

Anyways

Cough cough

Not much development, I wish they gave some sort of flashback on how Leo was like before going to South America. Splinter just says he’s much stronger but like bro where??? (Jk)

I like his design though :) his eyes are cute

BUT LOOKS CANNOT SAVE THIS MAN IDC AS HARD AS IT IS FOR ME

2/5⭐️⭐️

TMNT 2012

This is totally not biased at all yall😍😍

I LOVE 2012 LEO IDC HES MY FAVORITE.

like his personality???? I love it. He’s not some stressed out mf turtle who tries to be Mr. Perfect all the time. He actually has SUBSTANCE. I live for it.

His design is rly nice! I noticed that his eyes are more slanted than his brothers, and his blue eyes are the cutest yall.

As for character development, one of the best aside from 2003 leonardo, I loved his growth from a nervous leader to a more confident one who knows he can get shit done!!!

ANYWAYS,

5/5!!⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Bayverse TMNT

Ugh. What the fUck.

Jk

Kind of

Idk something about this Leo rubs me the wrong way personality wise? Like this version of Leo and the 2007 Leo both said some shit that seemed so not him given the situation?

He knew how much being human meant to Raph and Mikey but immediately said that their opinions didn’t matter, only his. Which I really didn’t like, it made me hate him a lil LMAO

Whilst 2007 Leo said he was better than Raph, which I feel like 2012 and 2003 Leo would never ever say out loud. I didn’t like that at all from bay Leo & 2007 Leo

Character development…meh. It’s a movie, it moves quick. I WISH we got a 3rd movie but Yk 😐😐😐my opinion may be different

As for design, this might be what saves him LMAO

I love love LOVE the tattoos on the brothers, & I like that Leo has the most! Not only that, but they kept him with blue eyes! THANK YOU.

I also like his lil fit, I’m (very) happy they decided to put clothes on the turtles. It seems more natural. Of course they’d wear clothes when outside, they’d probably feel naked without it.

Anyway,

3/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️

Rise! TMNT

omg

I love

NO THOUGHTS.

he’s so cool idc

His personality is great! He isn’t the mf leader so he gets to be as careless and free as he wants :D love that for him

I also rly love his design! I like that him & Donnie are lowkey twins too omg

I love the marks on his eyes, his lil portal weapon OMFG ALL OF IT GUYS

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT??? HMM.

I genuinely like to watch the show & there isn’t really any serious parts in it like TMNT 2003 (this version was dark I swear) but his overall character I love & every episode I come to love him :)

4.5/5! ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️💫

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[asktaskforce141]

Omg, lovely admin! I would absolutely let you tattoo that on my body for practice! It's so pretty!! 😍🦋 (perhaps my shoulder blade 🤔, I don't have any tattoos on my back yet) 🩷

And Keekee...🥰

I think if we end up in a bedroom together, we will not leave it for quite a while 🫢 König was a very patient yet strict dom with me, but he figured out how to handle me eventually 😇 With you, though...I'm feeling especially bratty for some reason 🙄😚

Thank you! I'm really big into butterflies recently, and gore work, so I figured.. combine the two? 😁 I'm also getting good at skeletal stuff! (And on a serious note, if you're ever in AZ and need an artist once I get an apprenticeship, hit me up? I'd be more than happy to do it 😎👉🏻)

- inkwork extraordinaire, Admin 🥀

Aw, that's cuz he's too soft. 😂 I can handle bratty, kind of my specialty. I live for that shit, gets me going. Careful though, might end up over my knee...

- Keegan "The P is Silent" Russ 😎

[margotw10]

Friendly Marriage. JJK (m)

best friend!Jungkook x reader

Genre : smut, romance (kind of domestic), bestfriend!Jungkook, babydaddy/exhusband!Jungkook (non-idol Jungkook)

Words : 19k 😳

Synopsis : No one can really understand your relationship with your best friend. You are not in love but you did get married and you did have a son. It was just a friendly marriage, wasn't it?

Warnings : oral sex (f. & m. receiving); unprotected sex; kinda pregnant/mommy kink; car sex; ass slap (once); JK being husband material for sure; In The Soop 2 Jungkook 😍

Honestly, I didn't think that I would write this much for this story but I'm actually glad about how it turned out. As usual, we thank Mathilde for fixing my grammar mistakes ☺️

You can’t believe Junghee is already three. It feels like he was born yesterday and yet, the big red ‘Three’ decorating his birthday cake tells otherwise. You want to keep him a baby all his life because he is so freaking cute! Sometimes you wish he’d look more like you but you’re actually glad he looks just like his dad: that means he’ll be really, really handsome. To be true, Jungkook is the most attractive man you know with his raven hair and his doe eyes. And let’s not talk about his body… so damn hot with perfect muscles and a full tattooed sleeve. However, he is your best friend, not your husband. Or not anymore to be precise. 

Things with Jungkook have always been weird for other people. You have been best friends since you were eight and your parents and friends were convinced that you two could end up together. Maybe the fact that you got married sent them mixed signals… But it was just for fun, there was no love involved. No romantic love. Sure, you love Jungkook and he loves you but not like that. No one can really understand how you feel for each other because it’s way more than a four letter word. 

You’ve always felt safe with your best friend. You know that if everyone around abandons you, Jungkook won’t. Ever. And you’re sure that you can’t love someone more than him, except your cute little son of course. 

So, at twenty-two, getting married together seemed fun. You were joking around about some friends asking you for the millionth times if you were dating and then, Jungkook said ‘Let’s get married’. You laughed and said yes. And you got married. It was just you and him and it was perfect. You remember Jungkook saying his vows ‘You are supposed to marry the person you love the most, and it’s you Y/N’. You could understand what he meant because you felt just the same. 

And living together was nice too. Especially because you were already roommates. Nothing really changed between you, despite the rings on your fingers. But your family and friends were completely lost: you were married but not dating. You weren’t even kissing! The only time your lips touched was at your wedding and you couldn’t stop laughing. 

After one year of a happy friendly marriage, Jungkook asked you if you wanted to have kids. You told him that you sure wanted to but you were not sure to meet someone as loving and caring as him to be the father of your baby. And there came the other craziest idea of your best friend: having a baby together. Which meant confusing your family and friends even more. 

The baby making process was so weird. It was the first time you saw each other naked, even though you got peaks of Jungkook’s perfect chest and abs a lot of times. Just like your first kiss, you didn’t stop laughing, resulting in Jungkook scolding you: ‘Could you stop laughing? I’m trying to concentrate here!’. And you laughed even more. He did make you cum though, so it was not so bad. 

And then, your beautiful baby boy arrived. You couldn’t dream of a more perfect family. Jungkook is the best person you know and your kid was made out of love, even if it’s an unconventional one. Jungkook and you felt in love with Junghee the very first second you saw his puffy face and tiny fingers. The fact that he looks just like Jungkook makes you happy because he is such a great father. Honestly, he is the perfect man, except he is not your man. 

You decided to get divorced one year ago without a real reason. It was just about time to end the joke and to confuse your loved ones one more time. Things haven’t changed so much though. Jungkook still spends most of his time with Junghee and you. Well, maybe things have changed a little since Harin, Jungkook’s girlfriend. Your best friend has to split his free time now but Harin is really nice. Junghee seems to like her too so it’s all what matter to you. 

"Daddy!" Junghee screams when Jungkook appears in the park where your family and a few friends have gathered 

Jungkook immediately takes his son into his arms and hugs him. 

"Wow, you looks so big! How old are you? Twelve already?" Jungkook jokes, making Junghee proud because your son is always trying to look older — unfortunately for you

"No! Three" Junghee replies, holding two fingers up 

"Where’s mama?"

"With grandma, I think she is baking the cake"

Junghee hides his face in Jungkook’s neck. He missed his dad. He is not used to be without him for more than three days. 

"Baking the cake in the park?" Jungkook chuckles before grabbing Harin’s hand, still holding his son with one arm 

Jungkook’s smile brightens when he sees you. The simple jeans and white top you’re wearing look perfect on you. You are indeed with your mother and you do have a cake next to you, but it’s already baked. His son was right about most things. 

Your mother’s eyes leaving you to stare at something behind you make you curious. When you turn around and witness your son in his father’s arms, your heart melts. It’s such a perfect picture. There is so much love between the three of you that you could cry. 

"Kook!" You greet him before waving at Harin 

"Hi, baby mama!" He gives you a bunny smile but it fades a little bit when he notices the picnic blanket with so many food on it already set up "You should have called me to help you"

"She shouldn’t have to ask, Jungkook" Your mother replies 

You give her some strong look to ask her to stop. Your parents do love Jungkook, especially because he gave you the most perfect son. But it’s true that something’s changed since you mentioned your best friend having a girlfriend. Maybe they don’t believe you when you tell them that you weren’t in love and that you’re happy for him. Or maybe they’re a little annoyed that Jungkook has less time for Junghee. 

"It’s okay, Kook, it was not very hard to do. I’m glad you two came" You reassure him 

"I want to play" Your son speaks up when he notices some of his friends coming closer 

Jungkook drops him down and Junghee is running so fast that some dirt flies up. You watch your son hugging his friends and you wave at one of the dads. He is actually your colleague too and your sons go to the same kindergarten. It’s not rare that Yoongi and you have lunch together and talk about your children. He is a nice guy, even though he doesn’t talk much — you do much of the talking. He surprises you when he walks to you. You know that he is not a social butterfly. 

"Hi, Y/N, how are you?" He asks you softly 

"I’m fine" You answer with a sweet smile "Do you want to stay for the cake?" 

"I’d love that" He replies, a little bit embarrassed, with a slight blush on his white cheeks 

"Hi" Jungkook steps in the conversation "I’m Jungkook, Junghee’s father"

Your best friend reaches out for Yoongi’s hand and you can’t help noticing how much alike and different they are. They have the same black hair and the same natural attractive aura. But they’re so different for everything else. Jungkook is taller and brawnier while Yoongi is thiner and more delicate. His skin is pure white, even more when his veiny hand is close to Jungkook’s inked skin. 

"Yoongi. I work with Y/N" 

Jungkook seems surprised but he doesn’t have time to say anything because he can feel something squeezing his other hand. He now remembers that Harin is standing next to him. 

"This is Harin, my girlfriend" Jungkook explains and Yoongi nods 

Your colleague and you exchange a well intended look. You’ve talked about Harin before. You didn’t say anything bad about her, of course, but you did mention that she was pretty and a little younger than you. In Yoongi’s head, he just can’t understand how Jungkook could prefer Harin to you. You’re kind, smart and funny. You’re a great mother. Yes, he just can’t understand… But he is glad though. 

"Daddy! Come push me" Seung asks Yoongi

"Mama, me too" Your son steps in 

You chuckle and start walking to the swings. Yoongi and you make sure to bring your sons high in order to hear more of their happy cheers. 

"Jungkook seems to be a nice guy. Good handshake, too" Yoongi says 

"Sorry" You wince, clearly understanding that your best friend might have crashed your colleague’s hand "He is just protective. But he is great. I hope you’ll get to know each other" 

You look into Yoongi’s intense and dark eyes and you both know what your words mean. Yoongi is a great guy and spending time with him made you develop a little crush on him. You know he is not married and that the relationship with his ex-wife is a little complicated — not everyone has the chance to have Jungkook as an ex — so you don’t want to make things harder for him. But you do hope that things evolve between you. You haven’t been with a man since before you got married and it’s been a long time since you felt those butterflies in your stomach. 

"Me too" He replies simply, no other words are necessary to say what you want to say 

A few hours later, everyone is around your son to sing the Happy Birthday song. He claps his tiny hands with enthusiasm and laughs. It makes you so happy to see Junghee happy. You love your son so, so much that your eyes water. He is growing up so fast and you’re scared to miss some moments of it. 

"Don’t cry, mama" Jungkook teases you, pulling you to his side, and then whispers into your ear "We can have another baby if you want" 

You gasp and smack his buff chest. 

"Let’s take a photo" He says "Yoongi, right? Can you?" 

Your best friend hands his phone to your colleague and you grab Junghee into your arms. You three pose next to the cake. You absolutely love taking photos of your family, it brings so many memories when you look at them later. Jungkook brings you closer and looks straight. Not into the camera but into Yoongi’s eyes. He paints a genuine smile on his face but his eyes are sparkling with challenge. 

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

"You look so pretty, mama" 

"Aw, thanks baby" Your heart melts at the compliment

You apply at last layer of gloss on your lips and turn around to hug your son. You feel a little stressed: it’s the first date you have in almost five years. And you’re not used to wear such elegant clothes. But you really wanted to feel like a woman tonight and not only a mom. So you chose a tight but not too short black dress. The square cleavage and the thin straps makes it simple enough to feel comfortable. 

You take a last look in the mirror to fix a strand of hair that managed to escape your low ponytail. You look like an adult and it feels weird. However, you do like how you look. 

"I’m home!" A well-known voice comes from the entrance door 

Junghee jumps off your bed and rushes to hug his dad. You follow him and you notice that Jungkook’s jaw almost falls on the ground. You chuckle and make a turn. 

"What do you think?" You ask Jungkook with redden cheeks 

"You’re beautiful" 

Jungkook’s deep voice makes you shiver. You try to look into his doe eyes to detect any sign of teasing but there is not. There is only sincerity in them.

"So, you’re going out with Yoongi?" Jungkook asks, a little tensed

"Yeah. We’ll see. I haven’t been on a date for ages" You joke and bite on your lower lip

"It’s gonna be fine, Y/N" Your best friend reassures you "You’re gonna have fun and you can call me if you need anything" 

One of the reasons you love Jungkook so much is because of how supportive he is. You know he is as stressed as you are and that he is super protective toward you but he also roots for you. You give him a tender smile while your son is almost climbing on you because he wants to be held. 

"So, what’s up for you guys?" You ask, kissing Junghee’s chubby cheek and leaving a stain of gloss 

"There is a water show at Banpo Bridge so we’ll have fun too, right buddy?" Jungkook cheers with his big bunny grin and scrunched noise

Your son mimics him without even meaning to and suddenly you feel bad to miss a nice moment with your family. The truth is that you’re never happier than when you see your son smiling and having fun with his mom and dad. 

"Hey, don’t make that face" Jungkook tells you, rubbing your bare shoulder with his big and rough hand due to his boxing "We can go back another day with you" 

You nod, appreciating how well your best friend knows you. With heavy heart, you hug Junghee and kiss Jungkook on the cheek, and finally leave your apartment to meet Yoongi. 

Yoongi has chosen a fancy restaurant with a very sophisticated atmosphere. The place is really nice and the food is delicious. Yet, all you can think about is sitting on the grass on the Han River banks and watching a water show from a bridge. Yoongi’s hand patting yours brings you back to reality. 

"Are you okay?" 

"I’m sorry, I was thinking about Junghee. I’m not used to be away from him" You reply, head down in embarrassment  

Yoongi is very thoughtful and he is great company. You feel bad to make it look like he is not. 

"Don’t apologize. I know how you feel. I miss Seung every time he is staying at his mom’s" He reassures you "If you want to go, I won’t be mad" 

You smile at him. God, he is such a great guy. He is the kind of guy you want, the kind who would never blame you for putting your son first because he would do the same for Seung. The thought drives you a little crazy and you begin to fantasize about a future with him, Junghee and Seung. A house full of laughs from your boys. It’s a beautiful dream and it deserves a shot. Yoongi deserves a shot. 

"I’m sure he is fine for the night" You say with a shy smile, squeezing Yoongi’s hand a little and appreciating his cute gummy smile

"I miss mama" Junghee tells his father with watery eyes 

Jungkook brings him on his lap to soothe him. Actually, your best friend misses you too but you deserve to be taken on a date. You deserve the flowers, the fancy wine and all the attentions a man should have on a date with you. And Jungkook is happy for you. Ever since Junghee’s birth, all you have done was taking care of him. You’re a great mother but sometimes Jungkook is afraid that you give up on other parts of your identity. 

"I know, buddy" He gives his son a peck on his head "But look at show! Isn’t it great? Don’t you like the music and the water jets?" 

Junghee looks up and even if he is young, he appreciates the beautiful night view of Seoul reflecting in Han River. The atmosphere is cheerful with the music, the blue and purple spots illuminating Banpo Bridge. And Junghee loves water too so he does find the water jets cool. But it doesn’t prevent him from crying. Jungkook is trying to comfort him but your son just repeats that he wants you. Desperate, Jungkook pulls off his phone and dials your number. 

You answer at the first tone, worried. 

"Is everything okay?" 

"Yeah, yeah, Junghee just wants to talk to you" 

Jungkook feels bad for ruining your date — well, only a little bad. He gives his phone to his son and a shaky voice reaches your ear.

"I miss you mama"

Your heart squeezes painfully in your chest. Will you ever be able to spend a night without your son and not feel guilty? Especially now that you hear his cry.

"Oh, honey, I miss you too. I promise I’ll be there soon. And I’ll read you a story, okay?" You can’t see it but Junghee nods, wiping his big rounded tears from his cheeks "Try to enjoy the show with daddy, okay?" Once again, your son nods 

You hung up and look at Yoongi with sorry eyes. 

"It’s okay, Y/N. I told I wouldn’t be mad" Yoongi gives you a sweet smile and it makes you even more sorry

"Well, if you are really not mad, maybe we could do that again another time?" You attempt, shyness painting your cheeks red

"That would be great" 

Your last bold move of the night is a peck on Yoongi’s cheek, right before you jump in your car and drive to Banpo Bridge. You spot Jungkook and Junghee almost immediately. Well, it’s not very hard, you just have to follow the little whisperings of women who are commenting how hot your best friend looks, especially with a toddler in his arms. And you can only agree. His black oversized clothes, his eyebrow piercing and his tattoos make him look like a bad boy but the tenderness he is giving to Junghee is a dangerous weapon for hearts, including your weak one. 

You try to approach as discreetly as possible and jump in front of them while shouting ‘Surprise!’. Junghee chuckles and hugs you, so happy to finally see you. Jungkook’s big dark eyes seem to be illuminated with all the stars of the galaxy and his bunny smile is wide and genuine. 

"What are you doing here?" Jungkook asks, happily surprised, making some room for you next to him on the blanket

"I missed my boys" You simply answer

You shiver a little because of the light breeze and your best friend notices it. He wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you against his chest. You hum at his warmth. You are feeling so happy right now: Junghee is happy, Jungkook is happy and you are together. You can’t dream about something more perfect than that. 

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

Jungkook has just opened his eyes that he knows it’s going to be a long day. Not because he has a lot of things to do for his boxing school but because Harin has dropped a bomb and the conversation can only end badly. 

"Would you want to get married?" She asked 

And now, Jungkook doesn’t know how to answer. He means, they’ve only been dating for a few months. Isn’t it way too soon for this kind of commitment? Does he even want this kind of commitment, at all?

"I don’t think I’m ready" Jungkook chooses to settle with 

"But you already got married" Harin argues, crossing her arms on her chest, which makes Jungkook wince

"Yeah but it was like a joke"

He doesn’t add that the joke doesn’t mean it wasn’t serious or it didn’t involve love. He can’t say that, no one but you can understand what he means. It’s just like he said in his vows: you marry the person you love the most in the whole word and this person is you. He knows he can’t love someone more than you because you’re not his lover, you’re his best friend. The person who knows him better than anyone, the person who knows all his flaws and still wants him. And god, he loves you even more since you give birth to Junghee. You gave Jungkook the most beautiful thing in the whole world and nothing could overcomes that. 

"You had a kid, Jungkook" Harin spurs, reproach in her voice

And once again, it was serious. Junghee is truly a baby you wanted both and you conceived with love, maybe the purest love that exists. But he still can’t say that to Harin. All his girlfriend sees is the fact that you’ve slept together and pretend you’re not attracted to each other. Your best friend sighs, running his hand into his raven locks. God, it’s going to be a long day… 

"Listen, I got married with Y/N because we were young and foolish. I don’t think I’m husband material"

Harin scoffs. She knows damn well how good of a husband he was to you. All your friends talk about it when Jungkook and her are hanging out with them. Except that you were married only on paper and that what made Jungkook a good husband was that he was actually your best friend and not your husband. 

"Listen, babe" Jungkook tries to ease the tension "It’s just too soon and Junghee is still going through the whole process of me being in a relationship. And now, his mom is also setting into a relationship so I guess he is a little bit lo—" He is cut off by Harin sudden bright eyes 

"Wait! Y/N is dating?" She oddly sounds happy about it 

"Uhm… Yes? I think, I don’t know. But it’s not the point, the point is—"

"It’s okay!" Harin kisses him on the cheek "You’re right, we have time to think about marriage and kids" 

With that, she jumps off the bed, leaving Jungkook completely lost. When did they pass from marriage to having children? This is not good for Jungkook. He doesn’t even want to talk about that. Not with Harin, anyway. She is fun and cute but Jungkook doesn’t love her that much. He growls and puts a pillow upon his face wondering when his life went wrong. 

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

Junghee is drawing on your coffee table while you’re taking care of your laundry. It’s a very hot day and you’re so glad that Jungkook has insisted in setting an air conditioner at your place. Speaking of the devil, the door opens and lets appearing a very handsome black-haired man. A smile grows naturally on your face. Your best friends walks to Junghee to rub his hair and then comes to you. 

"Wow, is it Hot Moms Day?" He teases you, pecking your cheek 

Jungkook actually only half-jokes because he’s always had a soft spot for you wearing large loungewear pants and styling your hair in a bun secured with a hair grip. Maybe Jungkook has some kind of housewife or baby mama kink but he’s not sure because it only makes him horny when it’s you. Watching you taking care of Junghee makes him hard someway. Maybe it’s because the only time he fucked you was when you conceived your son. Not to mention that you were gorgeous when you were pregnant and seeing your big belly full of his baby provided a great feeling of pride in Jungkook’s chest.

"Don’t you have boxing classes today, baby daddy?" You tease back 

"Nope so…" Your best friend makes a dramatic pause to enhance your natural curiosity and it works, according to your questioning eye "I was thinking we could go to Busan. We could go to the beach and crash at my parent’s. Junghee hasn’t seen them in a long time"

"Yah!" Your son cheers, already running to you

You have no doubt that the word ‘beach’ attracted him. You’re kind of worry because Busan is far away but the smile on your son face is enough to convince you. Jungkook takes Junghee in his arms and you know damn well what they are trying to do. They are looking at you with their big doe eyes to charm you and it works every single time. 

"So, what do you say, baby mama?" 

"Okay, let’s go" You sigh, just for the appearance because deep down you feel pretty excited too 

After packing some clothes for the weekend, you three took Jungkook’s car and drove to Busan. Jungkook and Junghee sang so loud that you had to put your hands on your ears but you were actually happy. 

Despite your best friend’s exhaustion, he is cheerful while dining with his parents and you. It’s been a long time since you saw them and they are like your second parents. Moreover, Junghee is really excited. Especially since his grandparents spoil him with so many toys you’re not sure they’ll fit in the car. It just feels good to be around your family and spending simple moments that mean everything. 

Junghee is already asleep in Jungkook’s old room between you and his dad. Your best friend is looking at you in the dark while you’re patting your son’s black hair. It’s as smooth as his dad’s. 

"Are you happy?" He asks quietly 

"Yes, I am. Kook, I’m always happy when I’m with you and Junghee"

Jungkook rubs your cheek with his thumb. The softness of his gesture makes you hum and you grab his hand to kiss it. 

"I won’t ever love someone more than you. You and Junghee will always mean everything to me" He confesses

"You’re not really a good boyfriend" You joke, referring to Harin who obviously doesn’t have a lot of room in Jungkook’s life 

"I’m not" Jungkook agrees with a sigh "I’m too busy being a dad and your best friend. And before you argue, I don’t want to change that"

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

The next day, you go to Haeundae Beach with Jungkook and Junghee. As you has anticipated, you’re not the only one who wanted to enjoy the ocean on this hot weather. The beach is full of families, groups of friends or couples and your little family blends perfectly in the landscape. Your son has his bunny smile on his chubby face, which makes him so damn cute. Jungkook settles your beach towels and parasol while you’re applying sunscreen on Junghee. It doesn’t take long for him to beg Jungkook for a swim. You watch in awe your two men walking hand in hand towards the water. Your son looks so small next to Jungkook’s muscular body. However, you grow a little bitter when you notice some women looking at them too. You know damn well how hot your best friend is, especially at the beach where his brawny chest is at full display along with his sexy tattooed arm. But it makes you uneasy when women try to flirt with him in front of you. 

It’s a weird feeling. You’re jealous but an odd type of jealous. Jungkook is your best friend, but also the father of your son. When you think about him having another child with someone else, it really bothers you. However, you’re not fool enough to deny the possibility of it. And you have no doubt that Jungkook will always be there for Junghee but you can’t help wondering ‘what about me?’. Things won’t be the same if he gets married or has a child. You love your little family and, as selfish as it might be, you don’t want it to change, even if you won’t ever admit it out loud…

You sigh and decide to occupy your brain by applying sunscreen on your own body this time. When you look up, you see two black-haired boys close to the shore, building sandcastles. A tender smile appears naturally and grows wider when your son lifts up his head and waves at you. You wave back and pull out your phone to snap a photo. Jungkook notices it and waves at you too. 

"Isn’t mama so pretty?" He asks his son and Junghee vigorously nods

"I love mama" 

"I love mama too" Jungkook chuckles before bringing his attention back to his sand creation  

Your smile disappears in no time when a — you hate to say it — hot woman approaches Jungkook and Junghee. An unpleasant, yet familiar feeling fills up your chest: possessiveness. If you didn’t have to take care of your belongings, you would already be running towards them. You watch the woman shamelessly flirting with your best friend in front of your son! You scoff and roll your eyes. 

Jungkook, on the other hand, tries to be polite but he doesn’t really acknowledge the stranger’s beauty. For him, no one can compare to you. So he says a few words but his tone makes it clear that he is not interested. However, the young woman doesn’t seem to get the message so Jungkook, not so subtly, mentions you as his wife. God, he wishes he’d kept his ring… To hide the fact, he carefully keeps his left hand buried in the wet sand. Thankfully, the woman decides to leave and Jungkook releases a relieved sigh. Junghee is cheerfully clapping  at his castle and Jungkook smiles at him with tender eyes. His son is growing up so fast. Maybe he should have another baby, just like he teased you on Junghee’s birthday. 

"I want to drink apple juice" Junghee states with a confident voice, just like if he has make a life-changing decision  

He doesn’t wait for any respond and runs to you. You giggle at your son clumsily heading in your direction. He jumps on you, almost kicking the air out of your lungs: he is getting a little too big to jump on you without hurting you but you can’t care because the gesture is just full of love. Even more when he pecks your cheek. Jungkook loves witnessing these scenes. He joins you and grabs a brick of juice for your son before settling down on his own towel. 

"I’ll go for a swim" You notify them

As you’re mindlessly walking to the ocean, Jungkook’s fists clench a little when he sees some men eyeing at your perfect ass. Fuck, he knows how hot you are but he doesn’t like the way strangers are looking at you. How ironic that he is in the same place you were a few minutes ago. He strategically lays on his stomach to hide his boner. You look good in your navy bikini. Your bare thighs look inviting and your swinging butt is to die for. He quite praises himself for your full breasts because you took an extra bra cup after your son’s birth. Your whole body looks delicious with sexy curves. The thought of you being his baby mama clearly makes him horny. He loves being the one who got you pregnant — geez, him and his fucking weird kinks when it comes to you… Jungkook wishes he could mark your bare skin to keep men away but he knows he can’t. 

"Daddy, what does ‘slutty’ mean?" Junghee asks with his big innocent eyes

Your best friend almost chokes on his spit. What the hell?! 

"Where did you hear that?" He tries to shirk

"The man next to us said that mama was slutty" Your son explains, unaware of the anger building in his dad

"Which one?" He asks with gritted teeth 

Junghee points with his little finger a man, probably about the same age as Jungkook, hanging out with his friends, a beer in his hand. Jungkook pokes his tongue on his cheek before standing up and asking his son to stay here. 

"Having fun?" Jungkook asks with a harsh tone that matches his dark eyes 

The group of men lifts up their heads, quite surprised. 

"Yeah, it’s a nice day" The little fucker who called you ‘slutty’ answers with a proud smirk 

"Checking out hot chicks?" Jungkook hoaxes

"Yeah, why?" The same one replies, growing frustrated 

"You see the one with the navy swimsuit over there?" Jungkook points towards you with a head motion but doesn’t wait for any respond "That’s my wife. If you call her slutty again or anything at all, I can guarantee that you’ll not have fun anymore. You don’t talk about her, you don’t even look at her, is that clear?" He adds with a threatening tone, trying not to think about the fact that he has lied twice today by calling you his wife — in his defense, you actually were not so long ago

If the other men nod, the one who seems to be dumb has a big ego. He is not going to let someone speak to him like that. He stands up and gives a harsh eye to Jungkook. 

"What can I say? Your wife is slutty" He snaps back with a smirk, full of provocation 

Well, the provocation doesn’t set well with Jungkook since his fist meets the man’s face in no time. However, the stranger fights back and the mess going around catches people’s attention. On your way back, you see some people looking and gasping at something. You step closer and gasp when you see your best friend, panting, with bruised knuckles and death stare. He looks down at a man with a bloody face laying on the floor and growling of pain. 

You quickly check on your son before joining your baby daddy. 

"You need to stop, you could lose your boxing licence" You whisper in his ear 

Jungkook is looking at you and it takes him a few seconds to get rid off his harsh dark eyes as the anger slowly decreases. He nods and steps back, not without wrapping an arm around your waist in a protective and possessive manner. Jungkook is angry and maybe he is afraid of loosing you in someway so he needs to feel you close to him. You grab an ice block from your cooler and pull it on Jungkook’s hand. 

"What happened?" You ask 

You see Jungkook avoiding your eyes and you frown. 

"The man called you slutty, but I don’t know what it means" Your son answers 

Your mouth snaps open out of shock. Did Jungkook punch a guy for your honor? You don’t know if you want to yell at him or to hug him. 

"Kook! You shouldn’t have said anything!" You scold him 

"I can’t do that!" Jungkook defends himself "I can’t stay here when someone is disrespecting you. Wouldn’t you do the same if you were in my shoes?"

You look into his doe eyes and you find nothing to reply because it’s true: you would react if someone said horrible things about your best friend. 

"No more fighting, please. I don’t want you to get hurt" You end up saying 

"He didn’t punch me" Your best friend replies with a stupid cocky grin and you slap his shoulder 

"Daddy is like superman!" Junghee shouts, which makes you sigh 

Now, you’ll have to explain to your three-year son that he cannot beat people like his dad. 

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

In front of his parents’ house, Jungkook kneels in front of his son who is looking at him with a question mark in his big doe eyes. 

"Look, buddy, how about you keep secret about what happened at the beach? I don’t want grandpa and grandma Jeon to worry" He says, embarrassed 

You can only smile at this big and strong man being afraid to get scolded by his parents. But you understand. Jungkook’s parents are not big fan of their son’s job and being a mother yourself, you perfectly get how worry it makes them. You often wonder if Junghee will want to fight for a living and the thought of him getting hurt squeezes your heart in a painful way. 

"Okay!" Your son replies, not really understanding why his dad doesn’t want to say he is a hero "Pinky promise!"

"Pinky promise" Your best friend repeats with a sweet voice, wrapping his finger around Junghee’s tiny one

As you are applying a thin layer of mascara to get ready for diner in the backyard of Jungkook’s parents, your best friend enters his childhood bedroom. You’re surprised to see him wearing a black shirt, looking well dressed up for a casual diner at home. 

"Going somewhere?" You ask with a lifted eyebrow 

"Indeed, with you" He answers with a playful grin "It’s been a long time since we’ve spent time together, I mean just you and me. So, I asked my parents to watch out for Junghee and I booked at table for us" Jungkook proudly announces 

You are amazed by the place your best friend has chosen. It’s fancy yet cozy but above all, you really appreciate spending time with him. You’ve missed those moments with your best friend. You sip on your wine while chatting with Jungkook. As usual, the talk goes smoothly and it seems like you never run out of topics. However, Jungkook’s next line makes you freeze. 

"I would like another baby" 

You gulp with difficulty. You didn’t know that Harin and him were already at this stage. A weight is crushing on your chest and it’s hard to pretend like you’re not broken at the idea. Yes, you’re happy for your best friend and you know he’ll be a great dad for this second child but like you explained, things won’t be the same between the two of you. You’ll need time to get at the idea.

"Oh" Is all you manage to respond

You don’t even know what to say to him. 

"I know it’s quite sudden but Junghee is already three and this afternoon he asked me about a sibling… I don’t think it’s completely unimaginable" Jungkook explains

He is looking into your eyes to get an hint of your thoughts but you can’t understand them yourself. 

"So, what do you think?" He asks, stress making his heart beating fast in his chest 

"I-I think it’s great" You lie with a chocked throat that spurs you to finish your glass "It’ll definitely take your relationship with Harin on another level"

Jungkook frowns immediately. 

"No, I meant having another baby together, Y/N" He clarifies, gesturing between you and him

"Oh!" You say, once again, surprise more than noticeable on your features 

"I already told you, I can’t imagine having a family with someone other than you"

Your cheeks take a light pinkish color and you bite your lower lip. You also have thought about having another baby recently. And you can’t imagine someone other than Jungkook for the father but what about your friendship? Being a mom is the most beautiful gift in the world for you and to be honest, you miss being pregnant. You miss feeling your baby moving in your belly. You miss feeling Jungkook inside y— Wait, what? No, you don’t! You shake your head to get rid off this ridiculous thought. 

"I think I need time to think about it" You whisper, eyes down in shame of your filthy ideas 

"Sure, take your time. Don’t pressure yourself, it’s okay if you don’t want to, I won’t be less happy with Junghee and you" Jungkook reassures you, grabbing your hand

You are still a little bit lost when Jungkook parks his car in his parents’ garage. You wonder how your life would be if you decide to have a new little member in your family. You’d surely be beyond happy but how would be things with Jungkook? You had the feeling that your relationship was a little confusing when you were married and when you decided to have Junghee in someway. Now, you’re divorced, parents but still best friends. Things got back to normal. Having another child might rattle everything… 

If you stopped lying to yourself for one second, you’ll admit that it’s not having another baby that scares you. It’s being intimate with Jungkook again. He is so perfect, so caring. It’s quite hard to not fall for him. So far, you manage to avoid it by clearly delimited your relationship as friends. Things almost got out of control when you conceived Junghee and you can’t deny that your heart was doing some weird tricks in your chest for a few months — which you easily convinced yourself that it was the hormones talking. But now, there is no hormones and your heart does it again… 

"Hey, are you okay?" Jungkook softly asks you, cupping your face with one of his big and warm palm "You’ve been quiet all along"

"Yeah, I’m okay. I guess I was just deep in thoughts" You confess in a whisper

"Like I said, don’t pressure yourself. It was just an idea" Your best friend reassures you

God, he looks so handsome right now in the dimmed light, the room only lightens by the pale moon coming from the window. He looks unreal. His eyes are as shiny as ever, his cute bubble nose makes you smile and his lips… You should stop looking at them. It’s bad. It’s really bad. Jungkook is your best friend, he has a girlfriend and you have Yoongi — even though your relationship is quite undetermined — and most of all, he is Junghee’s father! Only bad things would follow if you let your desires control you. 

Wait a minute.  

What desires? You don’t have desire for Jungkook! You don’t! Impossible. That’s completely ridiculous and crazy and impossible. Not to mention impossible. Have you already say impossible? Because it is impossible for god’s sake. 

So why are you scooting closer to him and kiss him? Your brain is not responding to any of your pleas and your lips press deeper against Jungkook’s ones. It gets even crazier when he kisses you back! What in the world is happening? You can’t really think about it because it feels too good. 

The kiss is passionate, your hands making a mess in Jungkook’s black hair and his tongue is entering your mouth. Your moans are swallowed by him and your panties get soaked. It’s the first time you two share such an amazing kiss. The most amazing kiss ever. 

You clumsily reach his seat to sit on his lap. The lack of room makes the position quite awkward and you have no choice but to press your boobs against his firm chest. Your hands caress his biceps through the fabric of his shirt and your pussy clenches around nothing when you feel his muscles flexing underneath your touch. Jungkook’s hands don’t stay steady either: one goes up to grab your hair and pushes you deeper against his lips while the other one squeezes your ass through your dress. 

When he leaves your swollen lips to drift away to your throat, your hips start to grin on his crotch and you can feel his boner despite the layers of clothing. Your moans intensify and you have to secure your arm around Jungkook’s head not to fall into the abyss of pleasure. The friction applied on your covered clit is great but you need more. A sneaky hand finds its way between your bodies and starts unzipping his jeans. You whimper when you feel your best friend hard in his underwear. You caress him as well as you can despite the uneasy position and Jungkook lifts up your dress to get access at your bare ass skin. He growls when he roughly grabs your juicy flesh, sending a wave of arousal to your already wet cunt. 

You finally free him from his briefs and manage to push aside your soaked panties. You grab his thick length at the base and impaled yourself on his cock. Your wetness and his pre cum make it easy to enter, even with your tightness. You hide your face on his neck to mutter your loud moans caused by the stretching. Fuck, he is big. Especially since you haven’t had sex for years! But you’re too high on arousal to care about the slight pain and start riding him like a freak. Maybe the man from the beach was right, you are slutty with Jungkook right now. You don’t even recognize yourself. It’s even the first time you fuck somewhere other than a bed!

Jungkook helps you by placing his hands under your ass. The whole car is filled with moans from both sides. You kiss Jungkook’s throat messily, leaving wet stains of saliva on his thin skin. He runs one of his hands up and settles it in the back of your neck to make you take him deeper and harder. He is so deep inside you that you swear you can feel him in your stomach. Animalistic growls escape his lips and he urges you to kiss him again. Your groans mix with your tongues and salivas in a real messy and sloppy kiss. 

You can feel your orgasm building up in you despite the aching feeling growing in your legs. You’re out of breathe but you don’t seem to be able to stop. You’re completely controlled by your arousal and you wish you could fuck him all night. The way you’re riding Jungkook’s big cock tells enough about your desires. Your walls clench, making his dick throb inside you and you know that you are both close. A few more jumps are enough to feel his cum shots painting your walls, sending you on the edge too. His seeds mix with your juices, creating a pool of arousal between your legs.

You’re both panting and you rest your sticky forehead against Jungkook’s one. He is keeping you tight in his arms, gently caressing your back. You are slowly coming down from your high and your eyes snap open. What have you done?! You fucked Jungkook, your best friend! You have risked years of friendship for a quickie in his fucking car! While your son and his parents are sleeping in this very same house. Panic fills your body and you gasp at the realization. 

You jump out of the car, only pulling down your dress to cover the mess between your legs and run in shame. You lock yourself in the bathroom, unable to think straight. All you can do is crying for hours, despite Jungkook gently knocking on the door and asking you to open the door — which you never do. 

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

You ended up discreetly sneaking into Jungkook’s bedroom late in the night, praying for him to be asleep or at least pretend to be. You didn’t sleep at all and by the absence of light snoring, you know that Jungkook didn’t either. You don’t really know what to say to him despite you’re sorry: for having sex with him and for running away right after it. If the shoe was on the other foot, you know how hurt you would be. But you’re ashamed and embarrassed to face him just yet…

If Junghee is way too young to get the tensed air between his mom and dad, Jungkook’s parents can clearly feel it. And it does nothing to ease you. You try to focus on your son during breakfast, doing everything you can to avoid Jungkook’s eyes that you easily imagine on you. At some point, your best friend grows sick of it, sighs loudly and grabs his plate to escape the room. When his mom joins him in the kitchen, she can’t hold her worry and questions her son. 

"I told Y/N I wanted another child" Jungkook confesses with a low voice and a defeated look

His mom is not as surprised as he thought she would be. 

"How did she react?" She asks with a comforting hand on her son’s large shoulder 

"She said that she needed to think about it. I mean, I understand but just look at Junghee. We have been so happy since he was born, I don’t think another child would fuck things up between us" Jungkook growls in frustration, running his tattooed hand in his hair 

His mother doesn’t scolds him on his bad language and rather asks:

"Is that why things are tensed this morning?"

"Maybe. Actually… Something happened" Jungkook winces, embarrassed to talk about his sexual life with his mom "I didn’t see the problem before Y/N ran away. And now she doesn’t even look at me! I don’t know what to do"

"Do you regret it?"

Your best friend takes a few seconds to think. Does he? Maybe he wishes that your second time together were in a more romantic atmosphere but he doesn’t regret one bit. He missed your touch, he missed your body. He missed feeling physically connected to you. Sex with you is so different, way more powerful and emotional because he cares about you. He fucking loves you. And honestly, it breaks his heart that you shut him down after sharing a bed — or his car seat to be precise. 

"No. I mean, I wanted to but I don’t want to hurt her, you know?" Jungkook replies with blushed cheeks 

"Y/N has always had a special place in your life, Jungkook. You’ve known each other for a long time. Maybe the idea of things changing between you scares her. But never doubt her love for you. She deeply cares about you and you’ll always be the father of her child. I know you’ll figure things out" His mom reassures him with a tender smile but a hint of worry in her eyes

A little knock on the kitchen door drives Mrs. Jeon’s and Jungkook’s eyes on you. Your red cheeks clearly notify how embarrassed you are. Even quite mad — against you or him or anything else because he can’t quite decide —, your best friend finds you cute. 

"Can I talk to you?" You shyly ask him and he nods before leading you to his bedroom for privacy 

Your eye is everywhere except on him as you gather your courage to speak. 

"I’m so sorry, Kook" You apologize 

"For what?" His voice is a little bit cold but you can’t resent him

"For everything?" You try and sigh "I think I was a little overwhelmed about what happened but I want you to know that you didn’t do anything wrong, it was entirely my fault" 

Your eyes water and your chin is shaking in a dangerous way. Despite his hesitation, Jungkook pulls you into a hug. 

"I get it. Please, don’t cry. Let’s put that aside for now, okay? We can talk about it when you’re ready" Jungkook comforts you, pecking the top of your head

Fuck, why does your best friend have to be this great? He should be mad. You would in his shoes. But he is comforting you instead! And it makes you feel even worst. You keep repeating that you’re sorry while you’re crying in his arms. 

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

It has been one week since your trip to Busan and things have been back to normal. In appearance only but your mind is a real mess. You blush every time your best friend gets close to you and your heart beats heretically whenever he touches you. You feel like you’re going insane. You need you convince yourself that you don’t love Jungkook and that it’s just a side effect of your roll in the hay. 

That’s why you’ve called your mom to babysit Junghee and went on a date with Yoongi. After all, he is a fine man and he is available. You feel terrible when you think about Harin and you still don’t know how you’ll be able to look at her in the eyes… The thought makes you stress. You try not to think about it and concentrate on the movie you’re watching with Yoongi. 

Why don’t you feel any butterfly anymore when he grabs your hand? It’s not good for you or your heart. Yoongi is really great so why don’t you love him? You kind of like him and you find him attractive but he doesn’t fill your mind like Jungkook does. And it’s not fair for Yoongi. He deserves to be someone’s first choice, not some consolation. 

At the end of the movie, you tell the truth to Yoongi and you hope not to hurt him too much. He tells you that he understands and that he is a little bit sad because you’re a great woman — which makes you feel worst. You feel nothing like a great person lately, quite the opposite actually. 

In another part of Seoul, Harin has brought the marriage topic on the table. Again. Maybe she feels threatened after the weekend you’ve spent together. And Jungkook doesn’t know how to escape it because he really doesn’t want to marry Harin. Or any other woman but you. 

"I think it could be great to be a real family, you and me and our babies" Harin states, a dreamy smile on her face 

"Sorry to remind you but I have a family" Jungkook replies with irritation in his voice 

"Yeah, yeah, I know that Junghee will always be part of your life but he’ll get along with our children. Oh, and for the wedding, I was thinking about…"

Harin explains her theme and everything she wants to have for her big day but Jungkook stops listening. His mind drives him back to you. He remembers your wedding and how simple and perfect it was. Full of authenticity. It was a perfect day. His second best day after Junghee’s birth. Which leads him to remember it. How scared he was for you but also how impressed he was. How you grabbed and firmly squeezed his hand until hurting him — not that he cared anyway — when you were pushing. How he encouraged you and told how amazing you were. He remembers your tired yet wide smile when you held your son for the first time. He remembers how he felt when he held Junghee for the first time. His body was so small he was afraid to break it. And he remembers the promise he made to himself that day: to always protect you and your son and to love you even after his last breathe. Nothing could be stronger than the bound you share. Maybe it’s cruel but Harin would never compete against you. There is no choice to make because you are the only one for him. 

But judging how panicked you reacted one week ago, Jungkook doesn’t think he is even an option for you. So he lets his girlfriend blather on her fantasies of wedding and children. 

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

Jungkook is picking up Junghee at the kindergarten because you have a meeting for your job. While he is happy to spend time with his son, your best friend’s body tenses a little when he spots Yoongi in the crowd. Should he greet him? It’s so awkward because Jungkook fucked you while you are in some kind of relationship with the man. Did you tell him? Did you see him after that? Did you sleep with him? Gosh, he hopes not… He would rather get punched for having sex with you than having his heart broken for you having sex with someone else. He can’t help but feel hypocrite when he had sex with Harin this week even though he didn’t really want to. What reassures him a little is that he always wears condoms.

Wait a minute.

He hasn’t with you. Do you take the pill? He is pretty sure you don’t. Oh god, the whole situation is getting out of control. Yes, he wants a baby with you but he doesn’t want to trap you into the situation. Anxiety is eating him alive and he doesn’t even see Yoongi approaching until he is right in front of him. 

"Hi" The man greets him 

"Hi, how are you?" Jungkook tries to hide his panic and his guilt behind a smile 

"Fine" Yoongi lies, his heart is still a little broken but he doesn’t resent you — you can’t control your feelings and he knows it damn well "Seung’s birthday is next weekend and I’m checking on the parents to see who’ll come at the party. Can I count Junghee in?" 

"Sure, he’ll be more than happy" Jungkook releases a sigh, glad that he won’t be punched after all 

A little boy with black hair and a bunny smile runs to him, waiting for his dad to hold him in his arms. Jungkook’s heart melts at his son and he can’t help but wonder if Junghee will soon have a little sister or brother. He tries not to think too much about it and walks to his car. 

The drive to his boxing school doesn’t take long and he mentally thanks you for that: you have insisted for him to choose a building in a district close to all kinds of educative establishments, mainly because it’d be great for his business, but also because it’d be handier when he would be a dad. 

Junghee is always excited to see his dad boxing. He loves imitating him, throwing his little fists in the air. Your best friend has started giving him lessons and he loves the fact that he can deepen his relationship with his child this way. He also hopes that his son will be able to defend himself if he gets in trouble or defend you because you’re way to stubborn to listen to Jungkook and take boxing lessons… On the other hand, he pretty likes being the one to save you. 

Jungkook is kneeled down in front of Junghee and keeps his palms up so your son can punch them. Jungkook can’t help a chuckle at the cute pout adoring the toddler’s focused face. His son smiles proudly whenever Jungkook praises him. Your best friend has no doubt that you would look at them with awe eyes if you were there. 

However, the little lesson has to end when some students enter for their class. It’s not the first time Junghee sees them but he grows shy and hides behind his father’s leg. Surely, the little group of teenagers impresses him. Your best friend smiles tenderly at Junghee and rubs his tattooed hand into the sleek hair of his child to soothe him. He tells him to sit on the bench and grabs an apple juice for him before heading to his students and giving instructions. 

You rush out of the building to take your son home. You gasp when you see some teenage boys punching each others on the ring. You don’t like Junghee to see violence. You know that Jungkook couldn’t do otherwise but it doesn’t please you. Definitely, you had a long day… You’re sure Junghee will have nightmares tonight. 

"Hey, can I talk to you?" Jungkook asks when he spots you 

You nod, quite surprised by his embarrassment and follow him to his office. You frown when he closes the door. What’s so serious? 

"I need to ask you something’"Jungkook looks down a moment before returning his eyes into yours "Are you on the pill?"

Your eyes widen. You really didn’t expect this question. And it’s another reminder of how stupid it was to fuck your best friend. 

"I am" You answer

Now, it’s Jungkook’s turn to be surprised. He thought you weren’t. You always told him that you didn’t want to intoxicated your body with unnecessary doses of hormones if you’re not in a relationship. Does that mean that Yoongi and you have turned a corner? His heart is squeezing painfully in his chest. 

"Oh, okay then, I was worried about nothing" Your best friend says, his hand messing his hair up 

"About that…" You start, embarrassed too "I just wanted to say that I’m sorry about what happened" Jungkook opens his mouth to argue but you stop him "I shouldn’t have reacted like that, especially when I’m the one who initiated things. I feel terrible towards you and towards Harin. I really hope that I didn’t make things tensed between you" The idea of it makes you wince and you hide your face in your hands "God, I’m such a horrible person"

"Hey, don’t say that" Jungkook grabs your hands to look at your face with affection in his doe eyes "I could have stopped you and I didn’t because I wanted it too. Please, don’t blame yourself. To be honest, I liked it"

Jungkook’s words make you blush and you look away to prevent yourself from jumping on him once again. Your best friend pulls you to his side to hug you before letting you go. Jungkook kisses Junghee’s chubby cheek to tell him goodbye and you grab you son in your arms to bring him home. 

In his bed, after you’ve read him a book, your son surprises you. Or more like breaks your heart.

"What?" You say because maybe you haven’t heard well and gosh, you wish you haven’t

"Daddy and Harin are getting married" He repeats 

All blood leaves your face and you feel like your heart has stopped. 

"Why do you say that?" You ask with a white voice

"Harin told me" 

You might be completely broken at the news but you need to know how your son feels like because it’s the most important thing for you. 

"What do you feel about it?"

"I’m okay. I like Harin, she makes good pancakes" Junghee replies innocently 

You nod and kiss his forehead before escaping his room to cry in your bed. You made Jungkook cheat on his future wife! You’re so horrible! Worst, your heart is broken while you should be happy for your best friend. Why didn’t Jungkook tell you? Is it because you had sex? You knew that you’ve fucked things up! Now your best friend isn’t confiding to you anymore, even for something as important as a fucking wedding! You feel bad. Terrible. You’re the one who provoked what you absolutely wanted to avoid: things has changed between Jungkook and you.

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

Junghee is playing with the new toys his grandparents gave him in Busan. You look at him with a distracted look because your attention is set on the news channel. It’s not the first time Seoul has to go through a typhoon, however, you’re a little worried because the TV keeps repeating that this one is especially violent. You try to keep calm for Junghee but the dark sky and the pouring rain don’t help. It’s the first time you have to face such a weather condition without Jungkook. You mentally note the advises the anchors give: preparing some candles or flashlights in case of blackout, making sure to stay away from the windows and closing the blinds if possible. You sigh and join your son, innocent as usual, only caring about the little imaginary world he has created in his mind. It helps to soothe you, even though you wonder if your best friend is okay. 

"Where are you going?" Harin asks with an irritated tone when she witnesses Jungkook grabbing his car key

Jungkook stops his movements and looks at his girlfriend like it was evident. They have just listened to the same news as you and Jungkook immediately reached the entry of his apartment — where Harin seems to spend more and more time each day. 

"I’m worried about Junghee and Y/N" He explains 

"They’re fine!" Harin scoffs "And look outside, it’s pouring! You can’t go out"

Jungkook is growing frustrated. He is worried, he doesn’t want to leave you two alone. His heart is beating so fast in his chest because of the stress. His whole body is begging him to go and make sure you’re safe. Why can’t Harin understand that? You’re his family! Anger is starting to build inside him and he can’t help but yelling at Harin because she has been acting like a crazy woman lately and Jungkook is sick of it. 

"I can’t leave my kid and my wife alone!" 

"Your wife?!" Harin snaps "Really Jungkook?" Her voice is nothing sweet and it’s full of grudge

"You know what I mean" Jungkook replies with a roll of eyes 

"No, I don’t actually. You are not married! And I am your girlfriend" Harin reminds him 

It’s true. Jungkook knows it. But he can’t help feeling upset at that thought. He is still seeing himself as your husband, maybe because for him it’s complicated to separate that from being Junghee’s father. His instinct is always to protect you and your toddler. When he pictures his family, it’s you, Junghee and him. Harin is never in the picture to be honest. What he wants is to be with you. Right now, he can’t even remember why he agreed to sign those stupid divorce papers. 

"I need to go" Jungkook settles to say, his voice a little softer than before 

"If you pass that door, it’s over" Harin says with confidence, her arms crossed on her chest

Your best friend has never liked ultimatums and this one is by far the worst. He scoffs before opening the door and leaving. He doesn’t even give a last look to Harin. 

The rain might be pouring, the wind might be going wild, nothing could prevent Jungkook from reaching you. Actually, the hostile weather convinces him that being with you was the right decision. He just can’t imagine not being there for you while he knows that you are worried and alone with your son. He is not scared about the road but about leaving you alone. It’s all he can think about while driving toward you and Junghee. 

The door opening makes you jolt. The familiar face with soaked, dark hair appearing provokes a weird trick in your chest. 

"Kook?" The surprise is evident on your face and in your voice but everything disappears when your best friend gives you the most tender smile ever ‘What are you doing here? Are you crazy? You could have had an accident!’ You scold him even though you’re so glad he is here 

"I was worried about you" Jungkook simply replies

Your mouth mimics a silent ‘Thank you’ and Jungkook joins Junghee at the coffee table. Your son has given up his toys to get down on one of his favorite hobbies: drawing. He chuckles when he spots his dad and almost immediately tries to climb on him. It doesn’t take long for him to use his pens on Jungkook’s tattooed sleeves. From time to time, Junghee nods proudly at his art piece, filling with color some patterns of the tattoos or adding completely new drawings. 

"I want to have drawings on my arm like daddy" Your son suddenly states 

"Wow, not until eighteen, right mama?" Jungkook laughs, imagining his three-year old toddler with tattoos

"You mean not until at least forty" You correct him, half-joking half-panicking at your little boy covered in ink

Junghee pouts but focuses again on his pens. You and Jungkook are looking at him with love eyes. He is so cute! His doe eyes are wide open and his little mouth is slightly open. You love how immersed he gets when he is doing something. He doesn’t care one bit about the weather raging outside, he is in his little bubble and he has trapped your best friend and you in it. 

"Mama, come help me" 

You chuckle and grab a pen yourself. You scoot closer to Jungkook, feeling the warmth of his body. While Junghee is sitting on Jungkook’s lap, you’re against your best friend’s side. One hand rests on his shoulder to stay steady while you’re drawing a little flower on his hand. Jungkook hums at your touch. It feels good. The simple moment with his son and you fills up his chest with joy, he feels like he is the happiest and luckiest man on Earth. He can’t help himself and grabs your small hand in his, not caring about the pen between your fingers. You lift up your head in surprise, trying to understand why he has done that but you find yourself unable to say anything. 

Jungkook’s handsomeness and closeness just cut your breathe. He is so pretty and the way is looking at you, like you’re the most precious thing in his life, is destabilizing. You’re two seconds away from kissing his pulp lips that attract you. Thankfully, you get back to your senses, shake your head and remove your hand from his grip. 

"I, uhm, I’ll go take some milk for Junghee" You stutter, cheeks completely blushed

You escape as fast as you can and welcome the cold air coming from the fridge on your burning face. You need to focus. You need to stop thinking about your best friend this way. You hate how hot, handsome and caring he is right now. Last time you did something stupid, you almost ended up pregnant and destroy Jungkook’s future wedding. You have to stop! You need to keep your distance with Jungkook. He is only here for Junghee. 

Your baby had hidden in Jungkook’s arms when the typhoon was at its climax. Thankfully, your building was far enough not to suffer from big damages and the city went back to normal only a few hours later. All the emotions of the day pushed your son in a sound sleep. You watch in awe your best friend putting Junghee in his bed. You close the door as softly as you can and you face an embarrassing silence between Jungkook and you. 

"So, what’s the date?" You ask after clearing your throat

You hope that bringing the wedding topic with a light tone will spur Jungkook to see that you are still his confidant. You don’t want to let the incident in his car ruining your friendship. In fact, things have to be even smoother than before if you want your growing family to work. 

However, Jungkook is frowning and looking at you with a confused face. 

"The date for what?" 

"Kook" You sigh, a little hurt that he doesn’t trust you "You can tell me, it’s okay. Actually, I would have rather liked hearing it from you and from our three-year old son. But I get it, things have been… strange lately. Nevertheless, I want you to know that I am sincerely happy for you and Harin" You manage to give him a small smile 

"I’m sorry but I really don’t know what you are talking about" Jungkook replies, working his brain out to get a clue 

"Your wedding, Jungkook!" You clarify, frustration noticeable in your voice

"My what?!" Your best friend shouts, completely taken aback 

"Did you think that I wouldn’t know?" You ask, trying to make sense of his genuine incredulity 

"Y/N, I am not getting married! Don’t you think that I would tell you? Where did you get that idea?"

It’s your turn to frown. What’s going on? 

"Junghee told me that you were getting married… Maybe he didn’t get it right?"

"I’ve never told him anything like that, like never. I don’t want to marry Harin for fuck’s sake" Jungkook says 

You purse your lips because what you are thinking about is way too crazy to be the truth. Did Harin lie to your son? Why? That’s just horrible! It can’t be… 

"What?" Jungkook spurs you to speak up "What did you think about? And don’t lie, I know that face"

"I don’t want to create problems" You finally decide to say "Maybe… maybe you should talk to Harin and clarify the situation because I think it’s just a big misunderstanding"

Jungkook is feeling his anger growing inside his bones. What did Harin do? After promising he’ll be back soon, he drives back to his apartment. His fists are so tightly clenched around his wheel that his knuckles are white. He wants some explanations now. Did she dare messing up with his family? With his son? With you? Jungkook is fucking pissed. He storms in and hardly contains his wrath. 

"What did you say to Junghee?" 

His angry tone makes Harin jolt. Her eyes widen in fear because she has never seen him this angry. 

"I-I don’t know what you are talking about…" She lies

"Speak now!" Jungkook shouts, his eyes even darker than usual

"I, uhm, told him that we were talking about marriage?" She tries with a small voice and Jungkook almost looses it 

"You were talking about marriage!" He rectifies "Do you have any idea of what you’ve done?! Are you fucking insane? He is my son! You can’t tell him something like that! Don’t come near me or my family ever again. Now, get the fuck out!"

Witnessing Jungkook’s fury, Harin doesn’t argue and leaves as fast as she can. Jungkook needs a couple of minutes to calm down. He needs to let go of his anger and there is no better way than boxing for him. For the third time of the day, he steps in his car to head to his boxing school. He doesn’t even know how many hours he hits the punching bag. He can’t believe that Harin almost destroyed his relationship with his son and with you! He can’t imagine what was in your pretty head when you thought he was getting married while he told you hundred of times that you were the only one for him. He makes a pact with himself: he will put a ring on your and his fingers so no one will ever make you feel like you’re not the love of his life.

✧˖°⋆˚ ✿˖°

It’s already three am and you still haven’t heard about Jungkook. You’re way too worried to sleep and you’re walking back and forth in your living room. You’ve tried to call him but gained no response. He told you he would be back but he hasn’t. And he left pretty pissed off. Furious, actually. You’re scared something has happened to him. Did he get into a fight with Harin? Did they make up? Did he have an accident? There are so many different scenarios possible and you don’t know which one is the truth. If you didn’t have to watch Junghee, you would already be in your car, looking all around Seoul for him. 

When you’re about to officially lose your sanity, the door opens. You run to Jungkook and hug him out of relief. Thank god, he is okay. You step back just enough to look at him: he is sweaty and tired and his clenched jaws are a clear sign of how tensed he is. 

eI was so worried" You whisper, not to wake up your son "Is everything okay? Did you talk to Harin?"

Your best friend scoffs at the name. He still feels angry but less since you’ve hugged him. Your touch has always had some kind of magical power when it comes to soothe him. 

"She told Junghee that we were getting married. I can’t believe she lied to our son. You don’t know how mad I am right now. I ended things with her"

You nod, trying to integrate the news. Despite being completely taken aback by Harin’s actions, you feel terrible to have doubted Jungkook. He is your best friend, your baby daddy, the man you trust the most in the entire world. You should have known that he would never hide something this huge. 

"I’m sorry" You tell him because there really are the words that sum up pretty much everything you want to say 

"Don’t be. I’m not sad because of her. But I am sad because I feel like I almost lost you" He explains with sincerity and it breaks your heart 

"Kook, you will never lose me" You put a delicate hand on his jaw "I love you so much, you have no idea. I’ll always be there for you. You’re an amazing man. An amazing dad and the best best friend ever and I don’t think you know it"

Emotion fills the air between you two. Jungkook’s heart melts at your words and you can see it in his eyes becoming tenderer. He deserves the whole world. And suddenly, an idea comes to your mind and your look changes. Jungkook must misinterpret it because there is no way you’re looking at him with lust right now. It must be the fatigue from his boxing. 

His heart stops and he gulps loudly when he watches you kneeling down. He wishes his dick wasn’t hardening by seeing you down in front of him and lifting up your pretty face to look into his eyes. The sight is sinful and he can’t let his fantasies controlling him because he would do unspeakable things to your mouth. However, he doesn’t have time to question you that your hands are already working on his sweatpants to take it down. You caress him through the fabric of his briefs and it makes his cock almost completely hard in no time. 

"Y/N" He whispers with a chocked and raspy voice "What are you doing?"

"I want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. Don’t you want it?"

The innocence and insecurity in your voice mixed with the way your eyes seem bigger when you look up at him prevent him from thinking straight. He can only nod, waiting for your next move. A wave of arousal goes straight between your legs when you grab the hem of his underwear and push it down, freeing his hard cock. Your mouth waters at the sight and you realize that it’s the first time you get to really admire his dick. It’s thick and big and you know how much pleasure it brings. But you are a little worried at the size of it and you wonder if you’ll be able to take him entirely in your mouth. 

The drop of pre cum escaping his tip is way too tempting so you poke your tongue out to lick it. Both Jungkook and you moan. He tastes sweet and you want more. You rest your hand at his base while you start kissing and taking fat laps of his head. Jungkook can’t take his eyes off of you because it’s too good to be real. Your lips are soft against his velvet skin and the wet strains you leave with your mouth and tongue are driving him insane. He has to control him not to fuck your throat like a maniac. 

When his tip is glistening with a mix of your saliva and his pre cum, you open your mouth wide, stick your tongue out and take him in. It feels good to have Jungkook’s cock filling your mouth. You have never been fond of blowjobs and yet, sucking your best friend’s dick arouses you more than you want to admit. The sweet moans and growls from Jungkook spur you to fasten your pace. You take him quicker and deeper each time, creating some sloppy and sinful sounds. Your tongue caresses his vein and the sweet spot connecting his tip to his length. Your hand frees his base and heads south to cup his balls while you push deeper, making you gag when his tip hits the back of your throat. 

"Oh fuck" Jungkook moans in pure ecstasy "Your mouth is so fucking good" 

His praise makes you proud and you want to give him even more pleasure. Your free hand that was resting on his hip grabs his to put it in your hair. You look at him through your wet lashes and Jungkook gets the message. You’re so perfect, he thinks while he intertwine his fingers with your strands. You open your mouth a little wider and lets him settle the pace and the deepness of his thrusts. You can’t help a few tears when he deep-throats you but you actually love chocking on his cock. The wetness of your pussy is a clear sign of it. 

"Fuck, baby" He hisses when he pushes deep and rests a little to feel your throat contracting around his dick 

He pulls out to let you breathe and enjoys the line of saliva connecting your swollen lips to his member. You’re so fucking hot like that. He wishes he could take a picture of you right now to keep the memory because he knows it’s a once in a lifetime thing. 

"Cum in my mouth" You tell him with a oh-so-sweet voice and he can’t believe it’s true 

He rubs his soaked tip against the pillow of your lips, making a glistening mess that turns him on so bad and pushes his cock right back in. Your hand is deliciously cupping his heavy balls and Jungkook growls while throwing his head back with delight. Feeling your wet and warm mouth around him is really, really good. He fucks your mouth like there is no tomorrow, bringing more tears to your eyes. Your other hand caresses his firm abs and the flexing muscles underneath your fingertips provoke a sweet moan from you. It vibrates on Jungkook’s cock and he can feel how close he is. His thrusts are not soft but you know he tries to hold himself back. 

You pray for the sinful sounds not to wake up Junghee and you push your head further, your nose almost touching his pubic. 

"Oh shit, I’m gonna cum’"Jungkook informs you 

You hum to notify him that it’s okay and you feel his grab tightening in your hair. You think that Jungkook is going to go a little wilder but he surprises you when his other hand gently settles on your cheeks to caress you with his thumb. 

"Look at me" He asks but his voice is so weak that it’s more like a plea

You do as he says and meet your best friend’s frowning and fucked up face with a slight open mouth. He is damn hot. Your eyes are shiny because of your tears but you are so gorgeous. He can’t believe how lucky he is. You’re so fucking sexy and the fact that he is the one to see this side of you makes his dick throb. You’re usually his very sweet baby mama — which also makes him horny to be true — but right now, you are like a goddess coming straight from his wildest sexual dreams. You are looking at each other with your usual affection eye but there is a sparkle of lust too that sends him on the edge. He is fully focused on you: your tongue, your hands on him, the sleek of your hair tangled in his fist, your soft skin underneath his thumb and your fucking beautiful eyes that he would like to look at forever. Jungkook cums on your tongue with soft growls. 

Your cheeks are burning red when Jungkook steps in the bathroom to clean himself. You can’t believe you’ve just done that. However, it’s not panic that takes over you like the last time but a sweet feeling and a huge wave of arousal. It just felt right. Maybe the fact that you are both single eases you too. You sigh in content as you drop onto your couch, blushing when you replay the filthy scene that just took place in your living room. 

"Shit" Jungkook curses when he drops the towel down after washing his hands

He bends over to reach it but his eyes get attracted by something in your bathroom bin. His body freezes for a second and his hand is shaky when he grabs the little box. Carefully, he opens it and pulls out the pregnancy test. It’s negative. 

Jungkook doesn’t know if he is relieved or sad about it. But you’re on the pill so did you take the test just to be sure? Did you think you were pregnant? Is it after you had sex or is it because you’ve slept with Yoongi too? There are so many questions in his mind right now and the only way to answer them is to ask you directly. 

Your best friend finds you on the couch, a gentle smile on your face. The room is quite dark, only enlightens by the moon so you don’t see that Jungkook has the test in his hand. He sits next to you and he clears his throat. 

"I found this in your bin" He says as softly as he can 

He doesn’t want you to feel accused. He just wants to know and he knows you: you must have your reasons not to tell him. 

Your eyes widen and your heart starts beating fast. 

"It’s negative" You say with a chocked voice

"I know. Did you think you were pregnant?" Jungkook asks and you bite your lower lip — there is no point in lying since everything is fine 

"Maybe?" You reply "I wanted to be sure because, you know, you had sex" You explain with blushed cheeks 

"But you’re on the pill" Your best friend tries to understand 

"I… I’m not. I lied because I didn’t want you to panic and you were with Harin. I already felt so guilty. And then, the test came back negative so I didn’t see the point of telling you. I would have had if it were positive" You explain

"Is that weird that I wish it was positive?"

You look up at Jungkook and shake your head: you have wished too in someway. You know damn well that he is confessing that because you’ve come clear too. He always tells you a secret when you share one of yours. He has been doing that since you were eight and you love it. There are so many things you love about him actually. 

"Come here, baby daddy" You whisper, opening your arms for him to scoot closer 

You rest your head on his shoulder while he wraps you into his embrace. You both enjoy the peaceful silence and you close your eyes when Jungkook gently rubs your side. 

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Jungkook is watching you getting ready for Yoongi’s son birthday party. He doesn’t know if he should enjoy how good you look in the dress he has bought you — an ankle-long tight black dress with long sleeves from the lounge wear collection of Skims that really pleases him because you’re like the perfect hot mom — or if he should grow grumpy because you might put efforts for another man. The way the dress hugs your curves is insane: your boobs and your ass are perfectly accentuated and you are fucking sexy. Jungkook can’t hold himself and hugs you from behind. Despite looking like one of your usual friend hugs, he presses his crotch a little further against your ass and you can’t deny that a wave of arousal washes over you. 

"You look good, baby mama" Jungkook says with a voice a little raspy 

"You do too, Kook" You reply with blushed cheeks as you’re eyeing his white shirt perfectly holding his buff chest and his strong thighs covered by his black jeans

You can feel your best friend’s inked hand slowly rubbing your stomach before going up and stopping right under your boobs. Your breathe is cut off and all you can think about is feeling Jungkook everywhere on your body. Your eyes cling on each other through the mirror. You notice how Jungkook’s eyes are even darker than usual and the way they look hungry. He tilts his head and lightly kisses the thin and sensitive skin straight below your earlobe, which makes you shiver. It’s so erotic how slowly and delicately yet sensually Jungkook moves. You press your thighs against each other because your panties are more than wet now, which causes a smirk on Jungkook’s face. His hand is about to finally grab your tit when a little boy jumps on your bed. 

You immediately put some distance between your bodies. 

"Come on, we’re gonna be late!" Junghee whines 

You know he has been waiting all day for his friend’s birthday. You pick him up in your arms and Jungkook takes care of the present and your bag. Your best friend smiles at the scene: you’re a beautiful family. A tender smile paints his face when he sees his son tightening his little arms around your neck to hug you. The amount of love he is feeling right now is indescribable. 

Your son is immediately running to Seung when you arrive at the party. You’re feeling a little embarrassed to face Yoongi after what happened. You have managed to avoid him at work but there is no way to escape now. Your colleague spots out and gives you a nod to which you reply with a smile. Jungkook is watching the interaction between you and he frowns. Why are you not talking to him? Why is the atmosphere tensed? He can’t say that he is not happy about it because to be honest, he was a little stressed to be the fifth wheel with Yoongi and you. It would have broke his heart to witness some sweet gestures between the two of you, especially since your best friend and you have been intimate. 

"What happened?" Jungkook discreetly asks in your ear, unable to keep his curiosity away any longer 

"Yoongi is really great" You start with a sigh and the compliment makes Jungkook jealous "But I just think that there is not enough place for another man in my life right now"

"Well, you know I’m the only man for you" Your best friend teases you, wrapping an arm around your waist to press you into his side with possessiveness 

"Actually, Junghee is the only man for me, he fills up all my dreams" You reply and stick out your tongue in a playful way 

"Then we have to make a little baby girl to be even" Jungkook says lowly, squeezing your flesh a little which makes you blush 

You are helping to set the food on the table while Jungkook is giving a spontaneous boxing lesson to the children after Junghee has bragged about his dad being a superhero, resulting in all the kids wanting to be one too. Your eyes are sparking with affection when you watch the scene. Jungkook is really good with kids and he is a great father to Junghee. The idea of having a baby hasn’t seemed too crazy lately. Having a little girl or a little boy with him fills your chest with happiness. Maybe you should do it. The only thing that holds you back is your relationship with Jungkook. You’re not sure you want to have a baby with your best friend anymore… You wish you could have a baby with your husband. You miss the ring on your finger, you miss Jungkook as your hubby. 

You’re not stupid enough to not have noticed that your relationship has slightly evolved recently but marriage is a big step. However, it’s the twenty-first century so if you want to be married, you don’t have to wait for the proposal: you can ask him yourself, for real this time. Perhaps, after all, your friends and family were right all along: you were bound to fall in love with your best friend. 

You don’t know when you fell in love with Jungkook. Was it after having Junghee? When you got married? Or have you actually being in love with him since you were eight? Maybe you didn’t know that your love for him was actually a romantic love because it’s all you’ve ever known. It doesn’t really matter though because now you know. You love him. As your best friend, as your baby daddy and as the best man you’ve ever met. You just love him, as a person, all of him.

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Your son wanted to stay for Seung's sleepover so you went back home with Jungkook only. Your heart is beating like crazy. You try to imagine how your best friend will react when you ask him to marry and the stress is filling your whole body. You can’t look at him in the eyes. 

"I can’t believe Junghee is old enough to go to sleepovers" Jungkook jokes "He’ll soon have his first girlfriend"

"Don’t  you think it’s a little bit young for a girlfriend?" You say with a sigh because your baby can’t grow up so fast 

"I had my first one at three" He proudly informs you but you’re too tensed to laugh

You keep avoiding his glance and you fiddle with your fingers as the anxiety directs your blood to your feet to run away.

"Is everything okay?" Jungkook asks, worried 

"Yes. Can you… wait here please?" You reply, escaping the living room as fast as you can 

You breath deeply before looking into your nightstand. The sliver ring is immediately noticeable with the way it shines under the light. A light smile appears on your face when you remember putting the ring on your best friend’s finger a few years ago. After your divorce, you agreed on keeping Jungkook’s ring and him yours. It was a way to always have a small part of each other as spouses. You are so glad to have it right now, even though you can feel the stress filling up your body. Are you really going to ask him to marry you? Yes, you are. The thought could make you giggle if the possibility of rejection didn’t make you nauseous. 

When you enter the living room, you find Jungkook sitting patiently on the couch. He immediately stands up because he can sense your uneasiness. He frowns and opens his mouth to speak but you stop him by showing the ring. Confusion is clear on your best friend’s face. 

"I know that it might sound crazy" You start, gathering all your courage for your confession and grabbing his left hand at the same time, the contact of your skins smooths you a bit "But you and I have shared so many things. I’ve never been happier than when we were married. It took me years to finally notice that…" You gulp, the next words being the most important yet scary words "I love you, Kook. I truly, deeply love you. So, will you marry me? Again?" 

You end up your proposal with a hitch pitch tone that fakes chill while you’re going crazy because you have just opened your heart and you feel vulnerable. You look at him and the few seconds of silence are killing you. 

"No"

"No?" Your heart stops, breaks, burns or maybe everything at the same time 

You feel stupid. It was so stupid to think that Jungkook would marry you or love you the way you do. You agreed on being friends years ago, why did you think something has changed? Because of the few loving eyes you shared? Because you had sex? Because he said you were the only one for him? You can’t believe you’ve interpreted it all wrong. You want to cry but you fight the tears to maintain your dignity. And even if Jungkook doesn’t want to marry you, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you because you know he does. Maybe just not the same as you do. 

Jungkook starts to panic when he notices the hurt on your face. He steps closer and cups your face with his big palms.

"No, no, no, it’s not what I wanted to say!" He adds quickly "I want to marry you!" The confession makes your heart jumps in your chest "God, you don’t know how much I want it but you can’t ask me to marry you" Now, you’re the one confused and your heartbeats are going wild but you don’t even know why "You can’t ask me because I want to ask you. So your proposal is going to mess up all my plan to set up a very romantic diner with flowers and all that shit"

You can’t help a giggle. 

"I don’t care about that, Kook. Our wedding was perfect as simple as it was and I don’t need anything more than you and Junghee. So please, marry me?" You ask again, tears — of joy? — in your eyes

"Yes!" He exclaims, right before kissing you

The kiss is good. So damn good. You release all the stress you’ve accumulated and Jungkook’s lips have never felt so sweet. It’s addictive and you’re not sure you can live without them anymore. You pull away just enough to put the ring on his finger and it fits perfectly. Not only because it was his ring before but because it belongs here. His hand seems empty without it and his life is not complete without you as his wife. The strong emotion of the moment brings tears to your eyes: it’s so much love that it can’t contain in your body. 

"I love you" He whispers, his shiny doe eyes even brighter than usual

You are going to marry your best friend. Again. But this time, for real — but can you really say that the last time was not real? All these years, you were blind or maybe too afraid to notice that you actually were in love with him. It’s in fact impossible not to when Jungkook is perfect. He is your family and not only because he is your baby daddy. He feels like home. His strong arms are your shelter and gosh, you love him so much. 

"There is another thing I want to do with you" He announces, his voice deep and thick with emotion "I want to make love with you" Those words send delightful shivers down your spine "And I want another baby. Maybe not now if you’re not ready, but someday"

"I’m ready" You softly reply "I’ve been thinking about it for a few months now and I don’t want anyone else but you" 

Jungkook’s heart jumps in his chest and his euphoria takes control of his body. He wraps his arms around your waist and lifts you up. You gasp and laugh while you instinctively circles his hips with your legs. You put your lips on his again, craving for his touch everywhere on you. Butterflies fill your stomach when he walks to your bedroom. He delicately lands you on your bed and lifts up your dress to access your covered pussy. His eyes shines with lust and you bit your lower lip. He circles your clit with his thumb through the thin fabric, making your head roll back and your panties wetter. You wish he could just take if off already to feel him skin to skin. 

He places himself between your open legs and slowly drag down your underwear. He is amazed by your glistening cunt, so appetizing. He kisses your inner thighs, which causes you to jolt a little so your future husband has to hold your legs open for him — thinking about Jungkook as that creates a frog of delicious delirium around your brain, or maybe it’s just the way he touches you? 

"Can I taste you?" He asks with eagerness and you blush hard 

You nod and bit your lip with anticipation, and Jungkook doesn’t waste time. He takes a fat lap of your arousal and hums at your sweet taste. He then gives a quick and tender kiss on your clit before diving into it shamelessly. His expert tongue rolls around your sensitive bud and you can’t help tugging on his black hair. You moan, a harmonious melody to his ears. His mouth gets rougher, taking sinful gulps from your dripping pussy. 

Jungkook notices your walls clenching around nothing and rectifies it by entering you with his tongue. It feels so fucking good, especially when his nose bumps against your clit.

"Oh god!" You moan, your cunt throbbing around his wet muscle

Your back arches because you want to feel him more. It’s paradoxical because you don’t know if you can take any more pleasure. He settles his inked hand flat on your lower tummy, appreciating the softness of your skin and willing to protect the place where his second child will develop — he hopes — soon,  and takes it as an opportunity to rub your clit with his thumb. Your pussy is so wet with your arousal and his saliva that your fiancé’s mouth is making sloppy yet so arousing sounds. Jungkook’s hums echo into you, driving you completely crazy. 

"I want you" You groan as you tug on his hair to bring his handsome yet ruined face to yours

You kiss him passionately and you taste yourself on his tongue. It feels so sinful yet so arousing. To be honest, you could have cummed just with his tongue but you want to do it around his big fat cock. And now that you know that you’re going to spend the rest of your life with Jungkook, you know you can use his mouth on your cunt another time. Every time you want. 

Your hands impatiently grab the hem of his shirt, urging Jungkook to reveal his perfect body to you. And he does. Your breathe gets cut. He is gorgeous. His bare torso is even more beautiful in the sunset light coming from your window, or maybe it’s love that taints your vision. Your hand caresses his skin and you feel his muscles flexing under your touch. You run your hand on his biceps and abs and finally reach his own hand. You squeeze it tenderly and look at Jungkook in the eyes. The time seems to stop for a second. There is no words needed because you both know what you want to say: you love each other. 

Jungkook brings your hand to his lips and kisses it before helping you to take off your dress and your bra. It’s weird to be all naked in front of him because, even through it’s only the second time, you feel comfortable. And you know it’s because it’s him. You feel his doe eyes traveling on your body, making you blush. 

"You’re beautiful" He tells you 

"You’re beautiful, too" You whispers back 

Jungkook feels like he loves you even more. Every time he hears your sweet voice, every time he sees your face, every time he looks at Junghee, he loves you more. He wonders how it’s even possible since his love for you is already endless. 

He grabs a pillow and places it under your head to make you comfortable since he intends to make love to you all night long. His breathe aches when your hands unbutton his jeans. His own hands join yours to peel himself naked. Your thumb spreads a drop of pre cum on his tip, making Jungkook moans softly yet huskily. 

He brings your legs to your chest to admire your pussy once again. He can’t wait to enter you, especially when he sees your hole clenching. Fuck, it’s so hot, it’s like your cunt is craving for his cock. With two fingers, he penetrates you, just enough to gather enough of your juices to lube his hard length. 

When his dick is shining with your essence, he grabs the base of it and brings it closer to your pussy. He looks at you another time, silently asking you if it’s okay and you vigorously nod, owning a smirk from Jungkook. Your mouth falls open and your eyes shut close when the tip passes over your entrance. He goes slow, making you feel every single inch of his cock. It’s so big that it stretches you in the best way possible. When he is entirely in you, you let go the air you were keeping in your lungs. 

"Fuck, it’s big" You moan, filling Jungkook’s chest with pride 

You might have had sex not so long along, the position and the no-rush of the situation makes you feel him more. Last time, you didn’t really take time to appreciate how well he opens your cunt and how fucking good it feels. 

"You’re the one who makes me this hard" He teases but bends over to kiss you and soothes a little of your discomfort — which is not, it’s pure pleasure

You want to move your legs but the inked man has other plans. He keeps them close to your chest by holding the back of your knees and starts humping into you. His pelvis snaps against your pussy and ass, making your head froggy with delight. You have to put a hand on your mouth to cover your loud moans but Jungkook doesn’t like it. He frees your legs, which automatically wrap around his waist, and intertwines yours fingers with his, placing both hands next to your head. 

"Let me hear you" He cockily says and you immediately groan louder — you can’t really do otherwise when he is pounding harsher 

"Oh god, Kook!" 

You squeeze his hands harder to hold onto something, the pleasure way too big not to loose your sanity. Immediately, Jungkook’s eyes are attracted by your bare finger and he frowns. He doesn’t like it. With a swift move, he slides his own ring on your left forefinger. Despite the ring being too big for you, his chest is filled with happiness and pride. Your small hand adorned with his ring next to his tattooed skin is so beautiful and romantic and means everything to him that he wishes he could take a picture — he would if he wasn’t ball deep inside you right now. It feels right yet extraordinary. Loving you was never a choice he made but if he had to, he would. A hundred times, in a hundred different lives. 

"Look at me" He asks you gently, slowing his dick strokes a little 

His pace is more passionate and romantic now, rolling his hips deep against you. Your eyes are drawn into his black irises full of love. You free your right hand and cup his face. Jungkook presses his cheek against your palm and slightly turns his head to settle a soft kiss on it. The gesture is sweet and attacks your heart. 

"My beautiful man" You whisper, your eyes getting watery by the emotion even though it’s hard to believe that Jungkook is now yours because you can’t be this lucky

You can feel his tip brushing against your g-spot from time to time. Your fiancé gets a clue of it since your walls tighten around him. It’s so fucking good and your bouncing boobs are like a challenge for him: he wants to fuck you harder to make them jolt more. So he does, the low and deep pace long forgotten to set a quick yet still deep rhythm. He grabs one tit and pinches your nipple quite hard. 

"Kook!" You whine 

"Sorry, I couldn’t resist, I love your boobs" He apologies but still keeps his hand around your breasts 

He digs his knees firmly into the mattress and straightens up to pound into you harder. He places one of your legs on his shoulder and wraps his strong arms around it to keep you in place. The change of angle sends his cock directly to your sweet spot.

"Oh, god, right here! I’m gonna come!" You notify Jungkook and he nods

"Go on, baby, make me see your pretty fucked face" He replies with grinned teeth due to the effort

The sound of your clapping skins is hot and all your senses are filled by Jungkook. Your room even smells like sex. And what a great sex… You’ve never felt this good while fucking because it’s more than just the physical aspect, it’s also the emotional side. 

Your left hand reaches for one of his and your fiancé tenderly smiles at the silver band around your finger shining with the light. You feel real close to the edge. Your cunt becomes tight and Jungkook hisses with pleasure. He leads your hand to your pussy so he can use his thumb on your clit. It’s what you needed to feel the wave of arousal washing over you. You loudly moan his name while you’re cumming, creaming Jungkook’s fat cock. He helps you reach your high with his poundings and the delicious circles he draws on your sensitive bud. 

You’re out of breathe when you come back to Earth and the tattooed man has slowed down his pace but he hasn’t come yet. That’s something you need to fix. You push on his pec to make him rest on his back. You’re quick to sit on his lap, knees on both sides of his perfect and sexy body, especially with a thin layer of sweat and a heavily breathing chest. You hold his dick up to impale yourself on it. 

Jungkook settles his hands on your hips and guides you to find the good rhythm. You take support on his strong chest and smile at the ring. You can’t wait to have your own. 

You ride him like a maniac despite your exhaustion. Your hair sticks to your forehead and to the back of your neck but you don’t care. You take him deep, so deep that your clit brushes to his pelvis every time. 

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good" He growls, his eyes set on your bouncing tits 

He gives you a quick slap on his ass, provoking a squeak of surprise from you, soon replaced by arousal. There is a pool of mess between your legs and Jungkook can feel your juices dripping down his balls. 

"I want to fill you so bad" He continues "I can’t wait to see pregnant again"

His words make your heart jump and your pussy clench. Why does pregnancy turn you on so much? 

"My gorgeous baby mama" He whispers, more to himself than to you but you hear him nonetheless 

"If having a baby make you this hard, then we should have more than two kids" You tease him

"You make me hard and it’s having a baby with you that makes me happy" He rectifies, your cheeks taking a darker shade of red

The butterflies coming from his confession spur you to faster your pace. Your ass slaps against his thighs, filling the room with sinful sounds. Jungkook squeezes your asscheeks and controls your moves by pulling you harsher on his cock. 

"Fuck, you ride me so well, baby" 

Your moan are louder as you feel another orgasm approaching. Your moves get unsteady and Jungkook takes over by lifting his hips and thrusting into your throbbing cunt. Your head rolls back, making your groans raspier and your hands fitting into fists on his chest. 

"Kook.." You try to say between dick strokes "I’m close"

"Me too, baby" He growls

Your body shakes, your toes curl and you fall on his torso as you cum again. White dots paints your vision and you feel like in another world. Jungkook’s arms wraps around your frame to hold you in place as he chases his own high. You settle some kisses in his sweaty neck and your hands run through his black hair. 

"Cum inside me" You plea, driving your fiancé crazy 

"Oh, fuck…" He moans as he releases his hot shots of seeds 

You are both panting and none of you wants to move. So you stay like that, sweaty and exhausted but cuddling. You hum when he caresses your back and kisses your temple. 

"I love you" You whisper, your head beyond the clouds because of your orgasms and your happiness 

"I love you, too" He replies gently before jokingly adding "If that doesn’t make you pregnant, I’ll be happy to try again"

A tired laugh escapes your lips. You are happy. So, so happy right now in your best friend/baby daddy/fiancé’s arms. All the things he is for you reflect how much he means in your life. Now, you can’t wait to be married with him again and you add another baby to your family. Jungkook told you he wanted a girl and you find the idea very pleasing, even though a cute little boy like Junghee would be perfectly fine too. 

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2 years later

You are stressed. More than stressed actually but you can’t show it to Junghee while he is so excited. You kneel in front of your five-year old — already — son. You make sure to fix his equipment again, not wanting him to get hurt. 

"Are you sure it’s not dangerous?" You ask your husband for the hundredth time, making him roll his eyes 

"Babe, it’s a children competition. They are not even allowed to hit each other except than on the chest protection" Jungkook tries to reassure you 

You nod but you don’t feel better. Why did you agree with your son taking boxing classes? Yeah, of course you remember: Junghee has begged you for it, wanting to be ‘as cool as his dad’. With heavy heart, you let him join his friends and you head to the coach corner where your husband gives the last instructions to his students. 

It’s quite funny to see your big and strong husband talking with such seriousness to a bunch of children. Especially when he has a baby-carrier on his chest with your baby girl in it. Your 15 month-old daughter seems calm, sucking on her pacifier while looking with big eyes at her dad. Her cuteness makes you slowly lose your sanity every day. You step closer, not even caring about the questioning look Jungkook is sending you and you kiss your daughter on her chubby cheeks, which makes her giggle. 

"Hum, babe, I’m trying to give important explanations here" He catches your attention and only then you realize that all the children are looking at you

"Oh, sorry" You apologies with blushed cheeks — but how could you resist your adorable baby?

You stay close to Jungkook the whole competition, cheering for his students. Your heart stops and you grab his hand when your son steps on the ring. He looks confident and the fierce in his eyes is similar to his dad’s one before a fight. It’s painful to watch Junghee getting hit, even if it’s just on his chest and if he has a whole equipment to protect his small body. 

When the bell rings and Junghee wins because he has given more hits than his opponent, you jump of joy — and relief. 

"Mommy!" Junghee exclaims, running to you with a big bunny smile

You take him in your arms and kiss his cheeks, even though you’re kissing his protection helmet more than his skin. 

"You did so good, baby!" You praise him

"Gaaaaaw!" Your daughter shouts against Jungkook’s chest

She certainly wants to congratulate her big brother.

"I won for you, Jiwon" Junghee proudly announces and your heart melts instantly 

"I see, now you can protect your sister and mama, right?" Jungkook asks and his son nods

"Can we have pizzas for diner, please?"

You can’t resist his big doe eyes. You can’t believe Junghee is already five. You can even less believe that Jiwon was born almost a year and a half ago. It’s just that happiness makes time pass quicker. You look at Jungkook and your smile grows wilder. You love the man, and you love even more the family he gave you. 

[whatever-lmaoo]

#“The sun began to lay on the precipice of the day, the light slowly fading out to make way for the dark of the night.” First sentence and I’m already in love with your writing 🙉💗

#“However, with the lack of staff due to the storm blocking most of the roads, he had to do it all himself.” Poor baby☹️ I’d give him a massage if I could 🥹

#“rivers of golden beams shining into his truck” Excuse me😮 *one thing you should know about me is I am a sucker for pretty lines, they make my heart feel so full, so this is my way of saying you ate this line up🙂‍↔️💅🏾*

#“Sunsets mean the end of the day, fresh starts and hope that tomorrow will bring us more peace than today. Remember that, Bear.” I’m gonna cry that is so sweet🥹☹️🤧

#“Your voice instantly calmed the mess in his mind, the stress that had wound his muscles tight. With a heavy sigh, Bucky let go of the toll the day had taken on him and instead focused on where the path ahead would lead him — you.” No but actually teach me your ways 🙇🏾‍♀️

#“The orange tones that tattooed your body almost gave you a vintage look” mollie pop just take my heart at this point😭💗, it belongs to you now🥹🌸

#“Feeling your bare skin against his after hours away from you was liberating, like he had ascended to heaven. Even after years of wedded bliss, Bucky still got tingles whenever the two of you touched.” Crying I love soft moments😭 I love love😭 I love their love😭

#“You were pure magic wrapped in a bottle.” I’m a goner😩

#“Like you even have to ask. Tell me about your day, Bear.” like why aren’t you doing it already?!?!?!?!?!

#“But Bucky needed to lose himself in your softness from time to time.” I love soft Bucky so much, like it’s your turn to be cuddled bubba🥹

#“Lemme hear your voice for a while, will ya?” I can only take so much sweetness 🤧

#“To bring you peace when the world threatened to dull your sparkle.” Mollieeee can I get your autograph 😍

#“Before the whispers of slumber could steal him, though, Bucky smiled — drunken and free. “ i can’t believe I get to be in your presence 🙉

#“The last sensation that registered in his mind was the feeling of your lips pressed against his head and a last declaration of love. “Thank you for being the reason it does.” There’s no way we get to read this masterpiece for free?!?!?!?! You captured the softness of simplicity so well!! The details and your way with words made you feel like you were really experiencing this moment with Bucky!!!🥹💫🌸 The way you write is so pretty and fits you so perfectly!! Like if your writing was anything in the world it would be a sunset because it just feels so warm and familiar🥹🌸✨

A Balm To The Heart

Pairing: Lumberjack!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: After a long day at the woodyard, Bucky finds peace in his best girl’s arms.

Warnings: Pure unfiltered fluff, like the fluffiest fluff that ever fluffed, Bucky’s POV, driving while sleepy (don’t do it!!), pet names, established relationship, oh and did I mention fluff?

Author’s Note: Divider by @saradika-graphics. Proofread by @buckys-wintersoldier thank you so much my darling, you’re my rock 🧡 This is part of @elixirfromthestars cafe writing challenge!! Using the prompt 🍞 “I like hearing your heart beating when I put my head on your chest.” My first ever challenge I’ve been apart of and I had the most fun with it!! Thank you, my sweet Mel! 🥰

The Love In The Woods Collection ❄️

The sun began to lay on the precipice of the day, the light slowly fading out to make way for the dark of the night. Bucky fought the tiredness claiming his eyes, tempting him to fall asleep at the wheel. If you knew he was driving in his state, you’d throw a fit. 

But he had to make it home to his baby. 

Exhaustion weighed Bucky down from a long day at the woodyard. Hauling timber all day to prepare the town for the harsh winter coming up was enough to make his old joints ache with pain. However, with the lack of staff due to the storm blocking most of the roads, he had to do it all himself. 

Bucky just wanted to sink into you. 

All day, he was tormented by the prettiest image of you snuggled into your shared bed, pouty lips and pleading eyes begging him to call in sick, to stay home with you. 

And even though his sanity was tested, Bucky regretfully declined. All the old folks needed wood to keep their homes heated in the cold season and his mind wouldn’t have settled knowing a full day would be lost to his own selfishness. 

Though as he drove back to his cabin, rivers of golden beams shining into his truck, Bucky wished he had taken your offer.  

Although, his sourness sweetened into a warm affection as he caught the glint of his wedding ring in the dying sunlight. 

You love sunsets, Bucky smiled to himself. He had to take you to the top of the mountains to watch another one soon.

He could imagine you at home, watching the remnants of the day with its beautiful colours reflecting into your eyes. 

Sunsets mean the end of the day, fresh starts and hope that tomorrow will bring us more peace than today. Remember that, Bear. 

Your voice instantly calmed the mess in his mind, the stress that had wound his muscles tight. With a heavy sigh, Bucky let go of the toll the day had taken on him and instead focused on where the path ahead would lead him — you. 

The truck grumbled to a stop in the driveway and Bucky didn’t bother stopping to grab his tools or his bags. The pink painted door called to him, called your name, his home. 

Throwing the door open, Bucky quickly shook off his coat and boots. His steps didn’t falter as he made his way to the bedroom. Not when he began peeling his clothes off one by one on the way. Not when emotion clogged up his eyes at the smell of your sweet scent lingering around the house. 

And there you were as he entered his bedroom. Once crafted by his bare hands as part of his first home after he left college, now his safe space in which he was lucky enough to share with his wife. His haven. 

It looked like you hadn’t moved from the morning. Still tangled in the sheets, your hair was messy from your tossing and turning, though your skin glowed beautifully in the golden sunlight that shimmered through the window. The orange tones that tattooed your body almost gave you a vintage look and the sight was enough to render Bucky speechless. 

Just like the day you showed up on his doorstep after years apart. 

Your smile was blinding as you looked up at him, tearing yourself away from your fantasy book he knew you loved so much and placing it on the nightstand. “Hey, baby. I missed you.” 

If that didn’t do things to Bucky’s heart. 

“Dolly,” he gasped, a slight whine to his voice. 

Instantly, because you’re so well in tune with him, your arms opened wide — an invitation to join you. “Come here, you big lug.” 

Bucky didn't waste another second. Clad in only his underwear, he all but jumped onto the bed, the pristinely crafted wood of the frame creaking from old age. 

You shifted the duvet to swaddle around his frame once he reached you, cocooning him in your accumulated warmth over the day. Feeling your bare skin against his after hours away from you was liberating, like he had ascended to heaven. Even after years of wedded bliss, Bucky still got tingles whenever the two of you touched. 

You were pure magic wrapped in a bottle. 

“Can I lay my head on you?” Bucky asked quietly, relishing in the serenity you so easily provided him. 

You laughed, the sound mesmerising to his ears. “Like you even have to ask. Tell me about your day, Bear.” 

Needing no other permission, Bucky laid in your arms. Positioning his head on your chest, his arms wrapped around your stomach and his legs intertwined with yours. He was so much bigger than you, comically so. But Bucky needed to lose himself in your softness from time to time. 

He groaned as the muscles in his joints finally had a chance to relax. “I would much rather hear about your day, sweetheart. Lemme hear your voice for a while, will ya?” 

Bucky looked up to find your cheeks tightened from the large, bashful smile on your face, one that he knew you had tried to smother but failed to do so. They were his favourite. 

You shook your head fondly and squeezed him before beginning to recall your day. It wasn’t filled with much — mostly with bathroom breaks when you could rip yourself out of bed, a trip to the home library down the hall to pick the next book of your series, and lastly an hour of baking. Even so, Bucky listened to you intently, his soul replenishing more with each activity you listed off. 

Because that was his goal in life. His vow to you in marriage. To make your life as easy and simple as possible. To bring you peace when the world threatened to dull your sparkle. 

And boy was he satisfied to know he had achieved that. 

Bucky’s eyes began to grow heavy, the kind that he couldn’t fight any longer. You must have noticed from the loosening of his limbs and the sudden lightness to his body. “Are you sleepy, baby?” 

The rhythm of your heart soothed him as he murmured a lazy hum of agreement. 

“You can rest now, Bear.” Your soft voice sounded further away as sleep started to overtake him, like the prettiest lullaby he’d ever heard. “I’ve got you.” 

Before the whispers of slumber could steal him, though, Bucky smiled — drunken and free. “I like hearing your heart beating when I put my head on your chest.”

The giggle that vibrated from your body to his only made him fall even more in love with you. Bucky purred like a cat as you ran your nails through his hair and finally let himself go. 

The last sensation that registered in his mind was the feeling of your lips pressed against his head and a last declaration of love. “Thank you for being the reason it does.” 

[idontcarejustletmelive]

Bad Movie Decisions

Old (2021l

Okay, let's watch this bitch. May contain spoilers for the 2021 M. Night Shyamalan film, Old.

04:13 These kids had better get old fast. That's the whole premise, right? If Big was a horror film and actually engaged with the fact it unwittingly made a pedophile of the female lead?

05:59 They're on a beach. Maybe the Beach That Makes People Old. Which, as I understand from the trailer, is what this film is actually about. (I was joking about the Big thing, although it is horrific if you stop and think about it).

06:38 Patented Shyalaman approach to characterisation there - have two kids go and ask everyone their name and occupation.

10:07 Why is this dude wearing sunglasses at night?

10:19 Abbey Lee 😍

11:38 The sunken-eyed resort manager wants a troubled family to get in a van to a secret beach that he describes as "an anomaly". I'm sure this is fine.

14:38 M. Night is the van driver. Abort! ABORT!!!

18:35 The rapper's eyes are gonna have rotted out of his head when he takes the sunglasses off. Calling it.

21:30 Hmm, she's dead, but she's not... Old 🤔

21:43 The rapper still has eyes. Very disappointed. He does have a nosebleed, but very tame compared to my headcannon.

22:51 Grandma's surely gonna cark it next, even though it'd make more sense for it to be Gustave the Yorkshire Terrier.

31:29 Rufus Sewell plays this same arsehole in everything and I'm okay with that.

32:54 The "stay in pairs in case anyone blacks out" plan is going really well.

39:51 Looks like we're going to be treated to some impromptu beach surgery. My favourite.

42.39 The plot points this guy will use to avoid an R rating. Incredible.

45:10 If everything is undone when they finally find a way back through the timey wimey cave, I'm gonna throw shit.

46:56 The rapper has already been here hours longer than the others, surely? Was he a fucking child when he arrived? This film makes no sense!

51:24 This cast is too good for this.

1:08:03 I hope I look as good at 70 as half these people apparently do.

1:13:57 Why hadn't anyone just clubbed Charles over the fucking head by this point? Why is he still being given free rein to stab everyone up?!

1:14:51 Why is everyone behaving like Charles is some unkillable Jason Vorhees maniac when he's just a confused, rapidly-ageing surgeon with a teeny tiny knife?!

1:17:41 "SUBTEXT IS FOR COWARDS!" screams Shyalaman, taking off his shirt to reveal a tattoo of Robert McKee's face.

1:21:23 Make-up department: "All right, so did you want Gael to be bald or go grey or what?"

Shyalaman: What? EWWW! No, gross. Just a few cute wrinkles and that's it. We don't want him to look DISGUSTING!

Make-up: But grey hair is a natural part of-

Shyalaman: *covering ears and screaming*

1:24:08 Genuinely, what does the resort get out of this? I get that there's some vague hand-wavy stuff towards it being a scientific study but to what end?

1:25:42 He definitely thinks this sand castle scene is profound.

1:31:22 My question still stands. This is not how you science. This would not stand up as viable fast-tracking ANYWHERE.

1:40:18 HOW IS THIS STILL NOT OVER?!

1:41:23 Finally.

[sashi-ya]

hiiii sashi! another event i’m so excited for 😍 i wanted to submit a prompt for your “welcome to hell event” pretty please 🫠

can i please request demon sabo & shinigami renji with human f! reader taking place in meido?

for kinks i’d love degrading & choking plus any other kinks where you see fit 😏 perhaps some fire play with sabo?? 🫣

prompt i would like is “did you seriously expect to be sent to heaven?”

both of these men are just smartasses and i want them to degrade me to filth 😛

thank you so much sashi!! ❤️

Hii baby!! so I am opening this event with your request!! Not gonna lie, at first I thought it was going to be kinda impossible for me to write Sabo and Renji together, but surely I managed!! I hope you really enjoy this one! And thank u for your support, you are amazing!!! 💖

𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏! 𝑺𝒂𝒃𝒐 𝒙 𝑭! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒊! 𝑹𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒊 𝑨𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒊 ~ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈

➡ Tw: Nsfw, degrading treat and language, choking, fire play, rough sex, cream pie, oral, mouth/face fuck, chains. ➡ wc: 2.5k ➡Want more? visit the masterlist

Eyes open, but darkness surrounds her… Where am I? Why does it smell like something is burning… but there is no fire? “Oi! Wake up already!” a tall man, of long red hair and tattooed body screams at you. His clothes look like from another era, where are you?

He grabs you by your wrist, his hands are huge and slightly calloused. He is also holding what’s supposed to be a katana… yet, it doesn’t look exactly like one. It stretches? What the hell is that? Why is it so big?

“Uh… who are you? Where are we?” you ask, blinking repeatedly to ease the dizziness of being unconscious. “You are almost in hell, now come with me!” he orders, pulling you up. You run behind him, around you there is only white sand and a dark, dark sky.

He mumbles something, and you can’t quite understand what. Your legs feel heavy, something is forming around your ankles… shackles?

Desperately, you need answers… where is he taking you? You were having lunch when a tremor came and now you appeared in here. “SIR! PLEASE, WHAT IS GOING ON?” you protest, stopping him.

“You have no idea, right? What the hell is a human doing here? How are you able to see me, after all!” he protests, urging you to keep running towards an unknown immensity ahead of you. “No, I have no idea. That’s why I am asking, sir! Who are- what are you?”

He sighs, and understands he has to give you an explanation or you won’t keep running…

“Fine! I am a Shinigami; my name is Renji. You are in what we call the anteroom of hell. For some reason you ended up here, and I have no idea why, but I saw you being snatched in here and had to come and rescue. Now, run… because the same thing that kidnapped you is probably searching for you”

You widen your eyes, still clueless about what is he talking about. Aren’t Shinigami supposed to be like skeletons with black cap- “Oh…” you stop your own thoughts, realizing he is indeed wearing a black uniform and has the equivalent of a sickle in his hand. He is also way more handsome than a skeleton, and if he is trying to save you, that means you are not… dead?

Yet.

You start running again, following him -who even if he acts he has any idea, doesn’t look like it… at all-. The scenery looks like never changing, not a single door, not a single difference.

“Ahh… Shinigami… why are you trying to steal my prey?” a sudden soft, but demonic voice resonates all over the immensity. You can’t keep moving, and warm, so warm hands have you trapped.

Renji freezes but soon, points his sword at your capturer. “Let her go, demon! She is a human, I don’t know what’s your idea, but she doesn’t belong in here!” he screams, ready to unleash some kind of power that makes you weak.

“I’m not just a demon, you little shit. Call me Entei, though they used to call me Sabo. Anyway, she belongs in here… do you really think she was going to be sent to heaven?” a demon, with flame patterns like tattoos and blond long hair says. Your eyes widen and your breathing becomes hastily and agitated. He has his hand covering your mouth, and her arm around your waist pressing you against his body.

Entei -or Sabo- licks your cheek and makes you look at him. “Are you surprised? Mhh? You, do you really expect to be sent to heaven??” he mocks you, leaving you more confused… what the hell was going on?!

But, despite being confused as fuck, you are sure just about one thing… that demon, as well as the Shinigami, both, were extremely handsome…

The demon pushes you to the white sand underneath your bare feet. Your knees suffer the little, microscopic rocks carving on them, but you are surely more interested into Renji’s expression while looking at Entei.

The demon uses his long nails, pointy as claws to rag your clothing. A more pronounced cleavage forms, exposing almost all of your breasts. You don’t care, as long as he doesn't hurt you.

“Oi, Shinigami… have you noticed how this little scum looks at you? Her eyes… she is so full of lust” the demon says, making you take a look at him. A kimono widely tied around his hips, upper part hanging at each side, the under part barely crossing just to cover what you hope are his genitals.

Renji scans you up and down, Entei is surely right… but you didn’t even realized about it until they point that out.

The red haired comes closer, putting the tip of his huge sword against Sabo’s shoulder. He looks at him with a smirk, apparently he isn’t scared. The edge of the metallic protrusions of Renji’s katana linger over you, and you pray for him not to cut the demon behind you or else you would end up cut too.

“Stop messing with that poor human; let her go, I’m sure you have multiple demons and hollows with whom you can have fun down here!” the Shinigami protests, even if his eyes sometimes wander on the cuts of your cleavage.

Entei laughs, sarcastically. He moves the sword to the side, by just hitting it with the tip of his fingers. “Surely I do, but she is now one of them… how can you be so dumb, Shinigami?” he spits, pointing at the shackles that have finally formed around your ankles.

Renji looks at your feet, and then at you. He takes his sword down, and it magically -or so that’s how you chose to explain it- it turns to a more modest one that he can put on the right side of his hips.

“Come on, Shinigami… I think she wants that too” Sabo says, squeezing your cheeks and using his index to play with your lips. A demon calling some kind of angel to sin, and a prey with lust in her eyes…

Renji comes closer to you; his fingers softly lift your chin up. You look at him with the most beautiful submissive eyes you could ever. “So, you are not a simple human then…” he whispers, smirking and licking his teeth.

You don’t answer, but slowly blink at him. Eyelashes fluttering, inviting him. “Such a whore, such a filthy little whore” Entei says, pulling you up from your hair. Pressed your back against him, you rest the back of your head over his shoulder. Sabo’s soft waves of long blond hair graze your cheek, the scent of his soft skin is like burnt caramel, tempting but evil.

“Would you want to have some fun with us, little whore?” he asks, while Renji is way closer than before to your body. “Uh… should I say no? cause frankly I can’t deny myself to this” you answer back, with a little smirk on your face.

Sabo laughs, from one of his hands a flame lights. The warmth of it caress your right side, a dance of sexy threats… what you have to lose? You have already understood what’s your destiny after all, the chains around your legs have told you so.

They don’t lose any time, Renji’s lips press over yours. Sabo’s hands rip what’s left of your coverings, you won’t be needing those there.

Tongue invading your mouth so violently yet guilty, but unstoppable. Sabo already playing with your folds, his sharp nails dangerously making you even more wet.

Little moans scape your lips in between Renji’s violating tongue, arousal growing for both of you, arousal the Shinigami isn’t able to hide any longer as his hardness gets pressed on your belly.

“The first thing she does when she arrives here is to prove why she belongs to here” Sabo says, passing his hands under your legs and lifting you up with them spread. “Shinigami, look how much she is dripping!” he says, laughing and enjoying offering you to a random stranger.  Your ankles hurt as the shackles around them are heavy and the chains that sprouted from the ground have a limit.

Renji, relishes and kneels right before you. “Let me taste this sinner a little” he says and spreading your anatomy with his fingers his tongue attacks your core. He buries his nails on your flesh, licking, sucking, drinking every drop of your arousal. He even includes his fingers, even if your walls feel the tension of the brutal stretching. You whine, but soon your whimpers are trapped by the demon’s mouth. A lustful kiss from the side, with a smirk that could kill.

“You like this, huh? Show me how much of a whore you are, dirty bitch” Sabo says, pulling from your lower lip and biting harder that even some little drops of blood appear on them.

You begin to tremble; Renji’s oral skills are taking you to heaven… even if you are way far from there. “Cum, bitch!” Renji grunts before burying his face on your sex to give you the last push. And just as he does, your orgasm echoes all around the immensity of white dunes and dark skies.

You become weak, your limbs hang and if it wasn’t for Sabo holding you, you wouldn’t be capable to do so on your own. However, you have no rest, because as soon as Renji is over with sucking your cunt, the demon let’s you fall to the ground. It hurts, sand and the fall, the shackles on your legs.

“Look at you, all whiny and shaky… do you think this is the only thing you will have to endure?” Sabo says, giving you a little kick on the side to turn you around. You fall back, looking at them two surround you like the last glass of water in the desert.

Renji unties his kimono, the black and white part falling to the ground. The headband that’s holding his long red hair out of his face is also out. Beautiful red tufts of hair frame his countenance, how can someone become even more hot than he already is. Sabo, takes everything out, exposing an anatomical work of art for body. Flame like tattoos cover his flesh, left eye garnished by the rests of a burnt, an expression that could pass for a sweet angel that hides a demon inside, a hard dripping cock so ready to destroy you.

He kneels right before you, spreading your legs he comes closer to your sex. As your shins rest over the side of his lap, his hand does around your neck. Sharp claws begin to carve marks in your skin as his fingers squeeze your throat. You gag, oxygen is still needed for your body to function, but Sabo doesn’t care. His hardness grazes your entrance, you weren’t expecting for him to be that big… neither for the Shinigami who is already kneeling at your side, jerking off next to your face.

“Let me break you” Sabo says, with flames in his eyes. Your lips turning blueish aren’t a sign to stop for him as he keeps choking you while his dick stretches your walls.

He begins to go in and out, enjoying your desperate expression. You need air, now. The feeling of your pulse slowing down over the demon’s fingertips makes him push you to the edge of losing consciousness, but he stops right before you do. You take a big gasp of air, breathing almost every molecule of oxygen surrounding you. Yet, as soon as you do, your mouth gets occupied by the salty flavoured of Renji’s sex.

“You look so precious when you are begging to breath…” the red haired says, burying himself on your mouth and passing your throat. And as deep as his dick goes, so does Sabo’s. Brutally, he fucks you. Thrusts that sound and echo all around, his claws squeezing your breasts, leaving the imprints of being driven by pure low instincts. Sinful act of using your body for his own enjoyment, using, and degrading you to the place he considers you belong to.

You gag, and little rests of whimpers escape from the little gaps mouth has in between Renji’s dick.  “Cry, bitch” he says, as he keeps going looking your teary eyes. Sabo laughs looking at Renji go feral fucking your mouth, your throat. And just like a competence for who uses you harder, their hips increase their motions and speed.

“Ugh I think I wanna fill this bitch up until it burst from my cum” Sabo says, thrusting in you and carving almost cuts on each side of your waist with his nails. The sound of the chains that have you tied to the ground mixes with your grunts and moan, the sinful music of pleasure, of concupiscence, of dark, dark desires.

Of course, your body can’t take that much without climaxing once more. You tremble under them, licking Renji’s perineum, or at least sticking your tongue out without a single drop of consciousness of what you are really doing. Ecstasy leaves you dumb, and you just let your body do whatever it feels like it as you come once more.

“Ahhh bathing my dick with your orgasm, little whore!” Sabo says, as he keeps fucking you mercilessly, even if you become overstimulated to no extent. “Oi, Shinigami, let’s mess her up” the demon chimes, encouraging Renji to bathe you in cum.

And, as he does, both demon and Shinigami prepare to finish their acts. Pumping dick, and violent thrusts. Sabo fills you up, the creamy texture that feels like flooding your womb is warm and feels like a calming balsam for all the stretching. While Renji, drips on your chest, finishing up inside your mouth. “Drink” he commands, making you swallow till the last drop.

“Aaaah… adorable. Good” Sabo says, taking his dick off you, letting his cum flow from your insides towards your sex. You still have spasms all over your muscles, the commissures of your mouth feel sticky with Renji’s release.

The Shinigami stands up and scratches his hair. “What… the hell did I just-“ he asks himself, feeling guilty as fuck after what he did.

The demon also stands up and laughs, he wipes the sweat off his forehead and fix his dark eyes on Renji’s. “Ah Shinigami, that’s how we do things in here. You are all so sweet up there, but here we succumb to our darkest desires. Don’t feel bad, what happens here, stays here. You can come back whenever you want!” Sabo says, charging you on his shoulder like if you were a doll or something. The chains magically disappears, and you are free to move your legs back again… though, you have no strength to do so.

As Sabo walks with you and leaves Renji stunned and naked in the middle of Meido, he gives you some soft spanks on your ass. “Welcome to the afterlife, honey… you showed me you do really belong here…”

“Yes…” you sloppily smirk…

[cassiopeiasara]

Wait. The new ink on Siuan was to remember Moiraine? How do we know this? Also, Moiraine was surprisingly chill about it and not 😍😭🥰

Did I say this? (*goes back to check* I did reblog a wonderful speculative post about it feel free to reread that)

Idk that we know it but I know I def headcanon that it might. I mean was she chill though?? One of the things I’ve been adoring about Rosamund’s embodiment of Moiraine, most especially in that scene, is how she expresses herself. Her face is soft and open in that scene and her fingers are so tender. Even with all that openness though, her words aren’t necessarily incredibly direct but keep in mind Siuan has known her for more than 20 years and they’ve been intimate in all that time.

An excellent example for me is “when have we ever followed the rules?” Like it’s teasing and familiar and notice that it’s not until she says it that Siuan reaches out to touch her. She could have just as easily said “kiss me” or “and yet here we are” but that’s not what she chooses. Note the use of we btw, it’s a reminder that they’re both in this, that they’re both risking a lot to have these moments and this connection.

So let’s look at “these are new.” Moiraine strokes her fingers over the tattoos first of all which is such a tender move. So much of what Moiraine does is calculated and draws back to this mission to find the dragon and prevent the world from destruction. But here? She’s relearning Siuan’s body, it’s an acknowledgement that she pays attention. It’s also a check in. In all their history, I’m sure Moiraine knows what the tattoos mean even if there isn’t a reference to her in them (which if there was would have to be hidden and layered bc we’re shown Siuan’s tats are cultural and while I’m sure there aren’t necessarily a whole bunch of folks from Tear in Tar Valon on the regular, anyone who is from there or had studied them could read her tattoos and the ones she’s had since childhood are pretty easy to see even in her formal wear). So she wants Siuan to know she sees them but also perhaps to ask why she has them bc also note that it seems there aren’t any new tattoos on Siuan’s other arm (at least not that we’re shown).

And notice Siuan’s response of “you’ve been gone such a long time.” This is also an acknowledgement that they both understand their roles and what they must do even when they never know how long it will be between their time together. And I wonder too that keeping in mind Siuan’s tattoos are cultural, was missing Moiraine this time especially more difficult? Did she need the extra reassurances of the tattoos? Maybe not just bc of Moiraine but also because being the Seat requires no other life and Siuan is proud of who she is and vowed she wouldn’t forget it to her dad. So she does all she can to still be the daughter of the River she’s always been and always will be (excuse me while I sob).

But circling back to Moiraine’s “chill”. I feel like she went through all those emojis you used in the whole ep but also look at her body language later in that scene when they’re both slightly dressed. She’s pacing and explaining her worries and thoughts about their mission but she’s also kind of giddy and you can tell she’s particularly weak to Siuan’s teasing which helps her slightly relax and honestly she definitely could have blushed during “you can’t always get away with that.”

I just don’t think you’re ever going to get Moiraine to behave in the way one might expect but once again, it was incredibly clear to me that whole ep that she’s eternally heart eyes over Siuan and is expressing that in a very Moiraine way of doing things. And I hope somewhere in those beautiful tattoos is a message Moiraine understands that Siuan misses her when she’s gone.

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Oh my god, not only are you an Izzy fan and a meta genius but you ALSO love Poets of the Fall? 😍

But by all means, shatter my heart why don't you. Though if you ask me, "Carnival of Rust" is also a very blackhands song. As is "Stay", "Maybe Tomorrow Is A Better Day" and if you really want to cry, "Skin".

Basically, PotF have a lot of songs about heartbreak. Oof, poor Izzy.

Poets of the Fall is my favorite band! I wanted to go see them live in 2019 with my dad but I wasn't well enough. Hoping to do that for real in a few years now I'm a functional being and once the pandemic is less terrifying.

The first time I heard Poets was Carnival of Rust (it was on a gorgeous Supernatural fanvideo, likely back in 2009?????) and I love that song so much and you are absolutely correct it's also a Blackhands song.

On top of that, I know Poets so far inside and out that I read this ask on my phone in bed and was singing all the songs you mentioned as I read it lmao. Skin is one of my top favorites, too. I love that song so much.

As for your specific Blackhands song mentions:

Carnival of Rust made me yowl, no lie.

It's all a game, avoiding failure When true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior And the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch Touch us anymore And more than ever I hope to never fall Where enough is not the same it was before

Stay is so gorgeous for Blackhands??

Stay, I need you here for a new day to break Stay, I want you near, like a shadow in my wake Stay, here with me, don't you leave Stay, stay with me, until the day is over

Maybe Tomorrow Is A Better Day??? I DID NOT ASK FOR THESE FEELINGS????????

I'd stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming And I'm lost inside this darkness and I fear I won't survive I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here's me I choose the way to go, but the road won't set me free 'cause I wish you'd see me, baby, save me, I'm going crazy Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive

Skin, of course, was already a top pick for me, because Skin is an amazing song, but also because if the X on Izzy's face is Edward's X-- 🤯

We made ourselves a home out of our dreams Brought with us this love now bittersweet And maybe I could say now that I always thought of you How you've run to walk with me your whole life through And I know we go deeper than skin But what lies within is still deeper than we know And for all this pantomime You should see the state I'm in I couldn't heal myself with time alone I have you tattooed on my skin

God, these songs. Thank you so much for the message.

Unrelated to OFMD; have you seen the video for Moonlight Kissed? First time I saw that video I cried, iirc. Gorgeous piece of work.

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4x17 Thoughts:

I freaking love puns so "best lawyer EVERS" was the cutest! Wopez were really great this episode.

Bailey is always magically there to save the day! 🤦‍♀️ LA does have other firefighters, yes?

I feel like they've tried to create some meatier storylines lately, and it's noticed and appreciated. The hospital storyline was definitely one of those.

Lucy was the MVP. I was stunned that we were revisiting DOD. Loooong overdue. Her touching where her tattoo is, her emotions throughout, and watching her finally see the footage. It was incredible. Kudos to Melissa. I know we'd all have liked to have Tim there with her, and frankly, he deserves that as well. But I was fine with her being on her own and still remembering Tim's words that she is a survivor. Her strength was really showcased.

Chris, though.... At least they're not actively trying to get the fandom to like him. If anything it's the opposite. He keeps screwing up and having to apologize to Lucy. The humming could've been an honest mistake, but I just don't see Tim ever being that thoughtless. Chris has absolutely no idea how to date Lucy, and it just makes him look like this awkward, bumbling idiot. I don't know why Lucy is sticking this out, but I guess I can respect her not wanting to give up too soon. After all, there's no quit in her.

Also, other than a 2-second hand hold, I was pleased that we got zero touching from Chris and Lucy. I know they were where Chris works, but helloooo. They don't light up when they see each other (thankfully). Tim and Lucy have had waaay more intense looks at each other while on the job. And I was worried the DOD stuff would bring Chris and Lucy closer together, but thankfully that didn't seem to be the case.

I'm going to make a separate post about the PROMO, because my thoughts about THAT have not yet reached a coherent level! 😱❤😍