#babe you're crazy'' and then walked out the door and left the shirts hanging on the mantle for days

[sturniolodreamz]

video games - chris sturniolo

based on this request: Pls pls PLS do one where the reader is Chris’s girlfriend and their just hanging out in the living room home alone while Chris is okay Mario kart and Chris says “ma come sit on my lap and cockwarm me while I play Mario cart” and that quickly turns when he keeps moving when playing (Chris being dom pls)

summary - chris gets a little carried away while reader cockwarms him

warnings - smut (obv), light choking, cockwarming

a/n - sorry this took so long, but here is the highly anticipated fic! I had a couple other things i wanted to get done first. hopefully you like it!

tags - @sturniol0z @ethereal-lovers @its-jennarose @angelic-sturniolos111 (lmk to be added)

Nick and Matt had left earlier in the day to go hang out with friends, but Chris decided he wasn't feeling it. So that left my boyfriend and I home alone for the rest of the day. We were just chilling, watching shows and cuddling. I noticed that Chris was more clingy than he normally is, but I didn't think much of it. Eventually we decided to play mario kart together on the nintendo switch. We played a few rounds, with Chris growing increasingly restless. Finally he spoke up, calling me over.

"Ma, come cockwarm me while we play?" He said, half asking and half telling me.

My cheeks went red. "Uhm, Chris, I don't know..." I said, unsure of it. We had never done that before, so I wasn't sure where this was coming from.

"Please babe? I just wanna be close to you." He pleaded.

I thought for a moment before giving in.

"Fine, but nothing crazy, okay?"

He nodded, patting his lap for me to come over. When I reached him, I could already see the bulge in his pants.

"Chris, you're already hard?" I laughed.

"C'mon, it's hard not to be around you."

"Shut up!" I said, playfully hitting him.

My hands found their way to his waistband, gently pulling down his sweats and boxers just enough for his cock to spring out. He let out a soft groan as the tension from his pants were released. I could see how red his tip was, already leaking precum. Not wanting to get too carried away, I turn around and position him at my entrance.

"Ready?" I ask him.

"Please."

I lower myself onto him, sighing at the feeling of him stretching me out, a feeling that I still haven't gotten used to. My back was now against his chest as I relaxed, and he wrapped his arms around me loosely as we started another round.

"Fuck, I love you so much y/n." He says, leaving a kiss on my neck.

"I love you too, Chris."

The round started, with Chris's chin resting on my shoulder as we played. We played mostly in silence, with Chris yelling out every once in a while if he got hit by a shell or fell behind. Chris ever so slightly moved his hips, causing his dick to twitch inside me. He gave me a genuine apologetic look.

"Shit, sorry y/n."

It wasn't long before he began slightly bucking up. I knew him well enough to understand what he was doing. As much as I tried to deny it to myself, I was actually getting turned on.

"Chris, I told you nothing more than cockwarming! What are you trying to do?"

"I know baby, but I can't help it! Can I please fuck you?" He begged.

At this point my pussy was practically throbbing, and Chris knew it.

"C'mon, I know you want it..." He trailed off.

I stood up, both of us gasping at the loss of sensation.

"I guess we better take this to your room then, yeah?" I said, teasingly.

Within a second he was grabbing my hands and walking us to his room downstairs. He shut the door, locking it behind us. He wasted no time pulling me to the bed, kissing me hungrily. My hands went up his shirt, scraping my nails down his back and stomach, knowing it drives him crazy. He groaned into my mouth before grabbing my wrist and guiding it down to his crotch, making me feel how hard he was. I wrapped my hand around his clothed shaft, slowly jerking him through his pants.

"Suck my dick?" he said, more telling than asking.

I hummed in agreement. I hooked my fingers into his waistband, swiftly pulling them down and letting his cock spring out. I wasted no time taking him in my mouth after licking a stripe up the shaft. Soft groans spilled out of his mouth, finally getting the relief that he needed. He gathered my hair into a makeshift ponytail and held my head, encouraging me to take more of him. I paid special attention to his tip, kitten licking it just to tease him. His hips bucked involuntarily before pulling out of my mouth.

"Sorry, but I don't wanna cum yet baby." he said, pulling his shirt over his head leaving him naked. I did the same, quickly removing my clothes while he watched my every movement. Once we were both bare, I crawled back onto the bed, attempting to straddle him.

"Nope. I love you, but I'm on top tonight." he said, flipping us over so he was now hovering over me.

His hand reached down, running through my folds.

"Damn, so wet for me already y/n."

"Mmm, Chris please just fuck me!"

He kissed me as he began teasing his tip at my entrance. My hips moved with his, yearning for friction. Finally, he pushed in slowly, giving me a few moments to warm up to his size. That didn't last long, as he quickly sped up his movements, hooking one of my legs around his waist for a better angle. A string of curses left my mouth as I was overwhelmed with pleasure. My hands roamed his body, lightly scratching down his back and shoulders.

"Choke me." I surprised even myself by saying this, but I was dying to feel his hands around my neck.

He did as I asked, making sure to not hurt me, but applying just the right amount of pressure. He smirked down at me, loving the effect he had on me. He knew he was driving me crazy.

His thrusts gradually got faster and harder, until I felt myself getting close. I couldn't hold on much longer.

"Chris, I'm close!" I whined.

"I know baby, just a little longer. Hold on."

I was sent over the edge when his thumb came down, rubbing circles on my clit. I came forcefully as he felt me clench around him. His thrusts became erratic and I could tell he was close. With a loud grunt, he pulled out of me, aiming his hips toward my tits. I watched his stomach muscles contract as he jerked himself, his warm cum shooting out onto my chest. We were both a moaning mess, trying to catch our breath and still feeling the effects of our orgasms.

"Damn, we should play mario kart more often if this is how its going to turn out!" he joked

I giggled. "Yes, yes we should."

[sanspuppet]

𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫 - 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜

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PAIRING: dom!Wooyoung x sub!reader

RATING: 18+ (MDNI)

WARNINGS/ TAGS: rough sex, kind of angst, blow job (giving), and more...?

SUMMARY: You didn't listen to a jealous Wooyoung... bad choice: he knew perfectly how to punish you.

A/O: Yeah... it is short, saurry i'm quite busy during the week

NSFW tags under the cut

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"I'm leaving!" You shouted at your boyfriend, Wooyoung. He looked at you, his eyes rolling down on your body. You were wearing a short, and when i mean short, i mean short, skirt, and a quite revealing tank top. You smiled at him, without realizing the jealousy that was taking him secretly out of control.

"For who are you wearing this kind of clothes?" he asked, and stood up from the couch, approaching you.

"Uhm... San? I told you before, I was gonna hang out with him." He raised his eyebrow, grabbing you hips and pushing you closer to him.

"You're not going outside like this." He said firmly, his hands now down on your ass, as he seemed to wanna protect it.

"Come on! San will be with me, you don't have to worry."

"In facts, i don't want him to see you like this."

You pulled him away, jokingly.

"Yeah... BYE!" Before he could stop you, you opened the door, and exited, closing it quickly. You ran down the stairs, giggling at the image of his red cheeks, from the angst and jealousy. You met San at a bar, at the center of the city you were living. You spent the entire afternoon with him, shopping, walking on the sidewalks watching the insides of the shops, eating delicious food, and taking photos and selfies every minute. You also posted some of them on your social media, where Wooyoung could also see them.

He noticed one of your selfies in particular, one where you were sitting next to San on a bench, his arm wrapped around your neck and his hand dangerously placed on the front of you right boob.

"Having fun, i see, like being touched by him, yeah?" Wooyoung texted you, before muting the phone so he could ignore your replies.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

He didn't read.

"Wooyoung?" still no reply.

"Youngie? What are you talking about??"

"Wooyoung. Don't ignore me."

"Are you dead or what?"

"Wooyounggggg I will send you a hundred texts if you don't respond me."

"Shit i'm coming home."

You lefted San alone, inventing an urgent excuse, and came back home. You didn't understand if you were worried or just angry, because of Wooyoung. When you opened the door, you saw him sat down on the couch, watching on his phone.

"Why the fuck you didn't replied to me?" you said, annoyed. You could spend another hour or two with your friend San, if Woo didn't act like a stupid, offended child.

"Oh! You're finally back." He looked at you, smirking. Making you feel more irritated. He approached you, and grabbed your hips, again. He bent over your ear, whispering:

"You didn't listen to me, babe. Such a bad girl."

He looked at your eyes again.

"But now that you are home, I'll lock the door, and give you the treat you deserve." he chuckled again, seeing you confused. He got closer to your ear, touching your opposite cheek, whispering again:

"If San can see you with this kind of clothes, i wanna see you without any."

"But Woo-" He suddenly dragged your skirt down, harshly, slapping you ass, and biting your lips, licking them with his tongue. You gasped at the exposure, you were quite angry with him, but the way his touch drived you crazy, made him keep going. Your body slowly melting between his arms.

"Just like this, be a good girl for once." He took off your top, leaving you only with your underwear. You dragged your hands under his t-shirt, your nails leaving bruises on his skin. He untied your bra, and started massaging your tits and licking your nipples, erecting them.

"Fuck Wooyoung, w-why?" you murmured, barely speaking already.

"Because you're fucking mine." He took you in his arms, heading towards your shared bedroom. He layed you on the bed and started undressing himself. When his cock was finally free, it was standing straight proudly, his tip red, and his veins pulsing by the horny thoughts that flowed in his head. He stroked it a few times, preparing for the imminent pleasure.

"Fuck babe you're gonna regret not listening to me."

"Wooyoung, please- Ah! Fuck!" you didn't even finish to speak, that he pulled his length inside of you, already pounding you hardly. You screamed his name, begging him not to be excessively rough.

"Woo! P-please slow down!"

"No babe, i know you can take it." In facts you could, but didn't like the idea of him being aggressive, you prefered vanilla sex, most of the times it was just a quick way to stress down the both of you. You've never tried it, in that way, the feeling was new, but somehow incredibly pleasant. He was groaning and moaning loudly, he always loved being the dominant one, seeing you go crazy over him.

"Yes, yes, yes, so fucking tight, gonna wide this little pretty pussy-"

"Wooyoung please! S-stop- no! Don't stop!"

"Tell me, do you think San could fuck you better?"

"No! No! No, please Wooyoung-"

"Shit, you're gonna cum, aren't you?"

"Y-yes- Fuck!" You walls clenching so hard around his cock, while he was fucking you insanely fast and deeply. Your legs wrapped around his chest, your fingers clinging to the sheets, desperately. Your high, quickly coming.

"Fuck! Woo- Fuck fuck fuck!"

"Yeah baby, yes cum over me, gonna fuck you so bad-"

You instantly arched your back, as you reached your orgasm, screaming his name so loud, tears falling from you eyes, wetting your eyelashes. He didn't stop. He kept thrusting in you roughly, overstimulating you.

"Please stop! P-please I can't- t-take anymore-"

"No. You'll wait for me and for my cum." He sped up his moves, was it even possible?? his left hand was placed on your tummy, trying to keep you still. The right one, squeezing your neck, making it hard to breathe.

"Aaah- yeah so fucking good, take all of my cum." He said, pulling his dick out of you, taking it in his hand, and spreading his cum all over you body. He got closer to you, sliding his cock in your mouth.

"Yeah, suck it, lick it, swallow all of it." He kept moaning, at the feeling of your hot and wet tongue trying to stroke him. You choked a few times, it was too thick for you small mouth. After some minutes you took him out of you, breathing heavenly.

"So fucked out, i like it." He whispered, dressing up again. He pointed at you, looking into your exhausted eyes:

"Don't try to disobey me again, or else the punishment will be more rough, I warned you."

"O-okey..."

"Good, stay still, i'll bring you your clothes and some food." He said, and left the bedroom.

[prodbymaui]

Lowkey

don't need those other numbers, when I got my number one

''Damn, that ass,'' A hoot from someone, probably from the swimming team, resonated the hallway as you passed by them. Their hands were shamelessly taking pictures of your sinful skirt that ends up just exactly below your buttcheeks, any attempts of moving around would swirl the fabric and show the plump arc of your ass-- of course, a view of your panties won't make an appearance as you're that much of an exhibitionist to forego wearing a cycling.

You smirked, earning 'ooh's' from the passing students as you held your middle finger up in the air proudly, stucking your tongue out with your eyes crossed out. Having fun by how they groan when they realized they will only see it due to mockery and not because of the pleasure they were willing to give you. ''Men..'' You shook your head while whispering to yourself, entering the locker room and quickly walking towards the side of the baseball team.

There, waiting for you, was Mark Lee, standing in all his glory with his tight pants that hugged his juicy thighs you love riding so much, the waistline showing off the small waist while the collar of his uniform hanged on his body, his shoulders so broad that they served as a stiff hanger for the uniform.

A smile immediately showed upon your face, circling your arms around his neck as you buried your head on the crook with excitement, sniffing and inhaling the natural manly scent. ''Missed me that much, huh?'' You could almost feel the smirk in his voice as he grumbled, his right hand already feeling your right boob while his left one pulled you impossibly closer to him, pressing his crotch to you.

''Oh god, you're gonna drive me crazy,'' His hand slipped from your waist to the crack between your ass, digging a little deeper until he was able to reach your clothed pussy, humming in satisfaction when he felt the wetness filling up your panty. Mark didn't waited any longer to rip your panties apart to shreds, letting it fall on the floor as he dipped his two fingers inside your soaked pussy, earning a gasp from you. ''Yeah, that's right,'' He said with a small laugh, finding it amusing how by his fingers, he already had you drooling on his uniform and gripping on his shirt, trying to stable your wobbly legs.

''Mark,'' You whispered against his neck, moving and burying you face further to his chest, tongue lolling out when the digits inside you curved upwards, doing 'come here' motion, brushing deliciously against your prostate. As his fingers were busy building up your orgasm, Mark used his palm to circle around your clit, adding to the sensation he was giving you in an attempt to bring close to a burst.

He can't believe you were already falling apart by mere fingering, he wasn't even doing much, just the constant in and out of his slender fingers and palm putting pressure on your button. Mark supposed it was considered 'doing much' to you as he felt your hand circling around his wrist, trying to stop him in a weak manner.

Mark let out a mocking laugh, picking up the pace of his hand, snaking his free one around your waist to help your stable yourself as he brought you closer and closer to your climax. With the addition of digits and a few flicks of Mark's hand, you were enveloped by an overwhelming pleasure, eyes rolling upwards as your legs shook violently due to the intensity.

''That's a good girl,'' Your juices hitting the floor echoed the room, creating an embarrassing sound that made you want the floor to swallow you and never spit you out.

You were brought back to your senses when your lips made in contact with Mark's soft ones, his hands brushing your sides in a comforting manner. ''You good, babe?'' He asked, his smile widening with the sight of you nodding.

The attention of you and Mark were grabbed by the sound of the door opening, announcing an entrance of someone. The nervousness bubbling up inside of you stopped when you saw the familiar footsteps making its way to your position. Soon, it revealed a frowning Haechan.

''Dude, I know you only fuck Mark, actually-- the whole campus knows, no need to be so fucking loud. Now, fix yourselves and spray some alcohol before leaving this room. You two smells like shit,'' He almost rapped his complains, earning a laugh from you and Mark.

[mortuarybees]

eternally torn between “i’m not going to do a grown man’s chores for him” and “i’m not going to let my mother spend her whole life cleaning up after a grown ass man”

[multiland]

Mr. perfect.

pairing: idol!Joshua x reader

genre: angst

word count: 1.5K

summary: what do you do when the one who was always there to comfort you, is the one who now has broken you?

warnings: mentions of cheating, denial and heartbreak.

A/N: this sucks. I’m sorry.

When you first learned about love, you always tried to keep in mind that everything about it was ephemeral, that no matter how many happy endings you had heard about, there was no way someone could ever meet such expectations. To you, fairytales were nothing but that, a fictional scenario people created to give themselves hope, to try to find something good even when the so-called love they felt, hurt them more than any physical harm.

But then you met Joshua, and suddenly you found yourself believing in everything you had convinced yourself was nothing but a lie.

You met him on a Friday night at some fancy party your best friend had thrown. Being from a wealthy family, it was no surprise to you that you found some famous people there. You were nothing like them, but being attached to the hip to her since you were kids surely took you to some places you would’ve never thought you’d ever see.

Dressed in a skin-tight navy dress, you were minding your own business, playing with the martini in your hands as your eyes traveled across the enormous house. The music wasn’t the same kind people your age would put in the background, instead, there were some violinists and pianists playing live. You felt out of place, the fact that your friend had left your side to keep greeting people not helping at all.

And that’s when you saw him, walking through the door with some other guys in a beige tuxedo, black strands of hair hanging over his eyes and small silver piercings decorating his ears.

Your eyes were immediately drawn to him, as he stood there across the room with his hands in his pockets, clearly enjoying the music and focused on the musicians. That’s when somewhere along the lines his eyes had landed on you, the previously blank expression on his face turning into the smallest but sweetest smile for you, and you swore you had never seen a man that beautiful in your entire life.

You knew it was over for you as soon as those round and beautiful dark orbs made your heart go crazy, wanting to look away but not being able to. He had an instant power over you, and you didn’t even want it to be any different.

Somehow you exchanged numbers that night, and although you thought you would never see him again, he proved you otherwise when he started texting you the following days.

You started spending time together every now and then, going to some cafes or meeting somewhere more private. Knowing the reality of his situation wasn’t something easy, but you were soon so infatuated with him that you didn’t even think of saying no when he asked you out.

Being with an idol wasn’t what you had expected at all, but Joshua always made everything feel so safe, warm, and comfortable that everything seemed to be just so easy.

He was so attentive, caring, and loving that you, not even once, felt neglected. He called you every single night before going to sleep or messaged you in the mornings or during breaks.

If you ever felt bad, he always knew the right words to say, and even though you felt insecure about him being around beautiful women all the time, he was quick to ease your fears and make you believe there was no way in the world he would ever want someone who wasn’t you.

You felt wanted, beautiful, and loved. He was a prince, he was everything someone could have ever wanted. So gentle, sweet, always there for you no matter what.

He was the only one who was able to set your body aflame with a single touch, always feeling like you were flying whenever his arms wrapped around you and the smell of his cologne, so familiar, filled your nose and made you feel like everything would be okay.

The way he held your hand and kissed your knuckles when he drove, the way he always tucked strands of hair behind your ear, or the way he kissed you in the middle of saying something just because he couldn’t help but being so whipped for you, making you lose your mind with such a simple action.

His sweet, raspy voice in the mornings after he had spent the night; the way his pupils dilated whenever you wore one of his shirts with nothing underneath, the way he made love to you as soon as he went back home, loving you hard enough for you to feel the trace of his fingers and the taste of his mouth whenever he had to leave again. Fingers through his hair as his mouth swallowed your moans, fingertips digging on your burning skin, teeth sinking on the flesh as he took you to paradise.

The way you found relief in his lips, kissing like there was no tomorrow and feeling like you couldn't get enough of each other. His tongue making you delirious, electrifying every inch of your skin.

Everything that came out of his mouth was dripping with honey, because he never wanted to see you upset, because he was your serotonin, because he simply was the best thing that had ever happened to you, and you were the same for him.

Or at least, that’s what you thought.

That’s why you couldn’t process the words that were falling from his mouth that night, after a month of not seeing each other for his comeback and promotions, he had come to your house, but as soon as you met his gaze, you knew something was wrong.

But you never thought it’d be something so horrible.

He had appeared at your place to tell you he had kissed a female back dancer a week before.

“No.” You laughed humorlessly as you shook your head. “It’s impossible. That did not happen.”

His eyes were filled with hurt and remorse, the more he noticed your denial, the worse he felt.

“y/n… I- I’m so sorry… Fuck I’m sorry. I swear I love you. I’m such an asshole.”

“Joshua, please stop. This is not a funny joke.”

“How can you think I would joke with something like this?” He asked in frustration, running his fingers through his hair.

And you were well aware of it not being a joke in the slightest. The way you could feel cold sweat running down your spine and your stomach churn kept trying to pull your feet back to the ground. But you would try to trick the fate and desperately conjure the truth you wanted to take place.

“Because there’s no way you’d do something like that. You love me, right? You’ve done nothing but show me how much you do.”

Joshua swallowed, tears burning his eyes and threatening to fall.

“I do love you. More than anything.” He assured. “That’s why I’m here, that’s why I can’t stand the idea of what I did behind your back. I kissed someone else while you stayed home and gave me all of your trust.” He repeated. “I regret it every second because I know how much I just fucked up… But I can’t cope with the idea of you trying to dismiss it. I don’t deserve it.”

"Joshua"

He shook his head, stepping closer and grabbing your hands in his.

"Please, please don't give me a chance to stay by your side because I will not hesitate to take it and I don't deserve to be with someone like you." His voice was so sweet, so subtle despite of him saying something so devastating. His hand moved to tuck a strand of hair behind you ear like he always did, retreating as soon as the guilt attacked him again. "You're so beautiful, so smart, sweet and bright and I'm so, so in love with you. It kills me to know I just ruined everything with the woman I love the most in such a dumb way."

You noticed the way his eyes were getting watery, another thing that made you realize how real it was. You wanted to hate him and tell him how much of a dick he was, but nothing came out of your mouth. You just couldn't, although you knew you should have, you could not bring yourself to hate him.

“You- No, listen Joshua…” You trailed off, heart finally breaking in a million pieces as you tried your best to convince yourself that everything was nothing but a twisted dream. “I know you would never hurt me like that. You would never cheat on me. Why would you? That’s ridiculous! You know that I'd do anything for you, right? You know that I love you more than anything. We’ve always had this chemistry, this peaceful and beautiful relationship. You’ve never given me any reasons to be jealous or to feel insecure, someone like that wouldn’t go against his own preach.” You tried to reason, a bitter chuckle slipping from your lips as you wiped your tears “See, I know you’re just such a gentleman that you’d rather put the blame on your shoulders than say she was the one who took advantage of you and kissed you. You’re a gorgeous guy, it must be hard for people not to throw themselv-"

“Why are you trying so desperately to excuse my actions?" He interrupted you in distress. "Babe, I- I don’t deserve it. I was the one who kissed her. While we danced the atmosphere got tense, the adrenaline did not help, and I just had the impulse.” Joshua said lowly, the knot in his throat becoming thicker and making it hard for him to breathe. “I’m so sorry... Why can't you just blame me for what I did? Just tell me how much of a piece of shit I am, slap me, tell me you don't want to see me again. Call me a dickhead, the worst thing that happened to you, I'll take it all, because I fucked up.”

You forced yourself to step back, the air in your lungs slowly fading away as the void in your chest grew bigger.

“No... I- I can't... Because you would never do something so vile.” You smiled, not noticing the way your tears were already streaming down your cheeks. "You wouldn't throw all the beautiful things between us out of the window just to get your damn dick wet. Not when you told me so many times how you'd never want anyone else but me and I believed you because you looked me in the eyes."

Joshua pressed his eyes shut and took a deep, shaky breath as he stepped closer, but you stepped back.

"I do not want anyone else but you, but I stopped thinking and just let my primal self take control instead of considering what I got to lose."

"No!" You shouted. "You wouldn't! You're perfect!"

Joshua lowered his gaze to the floor, hands ballin into fists.

“I’m not perfect… I never was, I never will. No one is.” He whispered. "That's why I need to go before I keep hurting you. If you ask me to stay I will, and I can not let you accept me back."

And then you knew. The idea you had engraved in your head about love being a real fairytale was long gone, cause all it did was break, burn and end.

Your sweet boyfriend, the same who used to whisper how much he loved you against your lips, the same who washed your hair for you, the same who looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world, was the same one who had stabbed you in the back.

Your lip quivered, and Joshua wanted desperately to wipe your tears away and hold you in his arms, but how could he? When he was the one who had hurt you in the first place, how could he ever fix up a heart he let down? He did not deserve to touch you ever again.

With a shaky breath, you forced the words out of your throat.

“That’s where the problem is, Joshua.” You said, voice cracking as his brows pulled together in confusion. “That’s why facing the truth will destroy every part of my being, that's why I will never be able to trust anyone again, that's why I don't want you to walk out the door. If you do, everything will be real, and the thing that would hurt the most is to realize all this time I stopped believing in my instincts, because I thought you were different, because I've always known perfection does not exist…" You explained, a small sob falling from your mouth and cutting you out before you continued. "But to me, you were perfect.”

[postalheartart]

Mine now

Nash gold x reader

Bad language warning

Possible lemon warning

"Hey? are yoou on your way yet?" you heard your nash's slur voice from over the phone

"I'm leaving now" you say to nash as you put on your shoes

"I would drivve you but silver and I got into a drinking...match" nash says

"That's okay the club is not far from my house I will be there in 10mins" you say relived that he's at least a responsible drunk

"K ill see ya in a bit" nash says before hanging up the phone

"Okay see you soo-" your reply way interrupt by the dial tone

"He hung up?" You say looking at the call ended message

"I guess he forgot to say goodbye" you say knowing by now nash never bothered to say goodbye he was not much of a talk on the phone kind of guy even your texts between you both where short and forward pretty much him telling you to come out drinking and you always showing up

You might as well have had a pager instead of a cell phone.

There was no hiding the fact that you liked him a lot that's why you never failed to show up when he told you to

You always had fun with him but he gave you a lot of confusing signals

When it's just you and him hanging out together he will put his arm around your waist or your shoulder but when you hangout with him and his teammates he wouldn't touch you until a random dude comes up and talks to you that's when nash would put his arm around you and pull you in close to him until the dude left

It always bugged you a little why does he act like that when you're not even together

You put on your shoes got up walked out the door locking it behind you and began your walk to the club

The whole time you where walking you where telling yourself that you would not let him put his arm around you when guys came to hit on you "it's not fair...if he's not going to go out with me then he shouldn't stop me from meeting other people" you say with your fists clenched

Your are about 5mins from the club now fueled with a new-found determination

You pull out your phone to check the time but before you can even look at your phone a arm is wrapped around you "hey babe where are you going?" A man said appearing from the corner of your eye

"I'm meeting people so please let go" you say breaking free of his arm but then being coiled by his other arm "Hey come on stay and play i won't bite much" the man says winking at you "no thank you" you say trying to break free again "well that's not very nice" the man says before pinning your arms up against a wall

" I think you owe me an apology" the man says beginning to pull your shirt down

Just Before your bra is fully exposed a beer bottle is tossed at the his head making him instantly let's go to hold his injured head

"What the f*** man" he says turning around to look at his attacker

You take a moment to fix your shirt then peer over him to have a look at your savior

Your eyes open widely and you begin to feels tears building up in your eyes. It was nash and silver

Nash looks at you and points down and says "come here" you try to run to him but the man quickly grabs you by the hair and throws you against the wall "get lost go find another cute toy to play with I called dibs on this one" the man says pinning you with one hand while flipping nash and silver off with his other, you look over at nash whose eyes are now flaming with anger before you can't even think nash and silver both run up to you both silver grabs you and pulls you away just before nash slams him elbow into the man's throat making him drops to the ground and begin to gag you watch at nash picks the man up by the collar of his shirt and says "dibs or not she's MINE touch her again and I will kill you" nash knees him in the stomach and tosses him aside like he's a nothing

Then looks at you and silver with a slight annoyance. "All yours bud" Silver says gently pushes you over to nash then walks towards the club. You watch silver walk away then turn to look at nash who is staring at you annoyed "umm hey" you say nervously "you are never allowed to walk alone again" nash says with a stern voice you try to think of something to say but nash continues "what would have happened if we didn't show up?" Nash says with the same tone "I think we both know what would have happened" you say holding your arm thinking about the worst

"From now on I will pick you up and drop you off when you need to go somewhere" nash says crossing his arms

"You need to stop that" you say shaking your head "stop what?" nash says looking at you with a very annoyed look "saying that kind of stuff doing that kind of stuff you're not my boyfriend while I appreciate what you did just now but these confusing gestures are driving me crazy" you say holding your head looking at nash "what confusing gestures" nash says shrugging his shoulders "the only holding me when we are around random people! we are not together you holding me like I'm your when I'm not shit is stopping me from finding someone!" You say with anger looking at nash

Nash lifts a brow and dawns an evil smile "you want to find someone else?" nash says putting his hands on his hips and leaning towards you. You look away from him and say "no I want you but if this is not going to happen then" you cut yourself off realizing what you just said you feel your face heat up and pray nash didn't hear it you look at nash with your face burning up only to see the biggest satisfied look on his face "okay I feel like i was tricked into that" you say shaking your finger at him as he smiles

"Theres no need to hold you when I'm with my friends because they already know I claimed you. Random guys such as this sorry ass don't" nash says looking at the unconscious man on the ground

"But you didn't claim me we aren't together" you say looking at nash

"Then let's get together? " nash says turning his gaze back at you

"This is hardly the best place to ask someone that" you say trying to hold back your excitement

"Well babe it's either that or I write nash's property on your tits" he says pulling out a permanent marker with a grin

"You most certainly are not writing anything permanent on my chest" you say covering up your chest

"You prefer to get it tattooed?" Nash says looking at the permanent marker

"No! We are together now okay no marker no tattoos!" You say trying to grab the marker but nash grabs you by the waist and lifts your head up and begins to suck on your neck "hey what are you doing?!" you say as you feel him suck on your neck

A few seconds pass and he releases your neck then begins to kiss his way up your neck toward your lips he pauses for a second when he gets to your lips looks at them then looks at you

You lean in and part your lips slightly nash places his hand on the back of your head and pulls you in for a deep passionate kiss a few minutes later he pulls his head back to catch his breath

"There now everyone will know your mine because it will take a few weeks for that to heal" he says tapping his finger on the place where he sucked your neck

You quickly pull out your phones Camara and look at your neck "oh my God that's fucking huge!!" You say looking at the deep red tennis ball size Hickey on your neck

"Betting start getting used to saying that because I have something bigger im gonna show you later" nash says walking away laughing

"Your unbelievable" you say rolling your eyes speed walking to catch up to him

When you do catch up he puts his arm around you and pulls you in close you lean your head on his arm and you both walk to the club

@fierysafrina you inspired me to write my own fanfic about nash! I hope you like it!! Thank you for all that you do ❤☕❤☕❤☕❤

Since this post got alot of love Requests open for nash** 😄

[anna-justice]

Not a Race - Upstead

Summary: Jay and Will revisit a conversation they had years ago, and this time it has a happy ending. (I promise Hailey shows up later lol)

Warnings: fluff, so much fluff

Requested: No

…

Jay pulled up in front of his and Hailey’s now shared apartment, putting the truck in park. “I’ll see you at Molly’s later?” He asked his girlfriend, confirming their plans. 

“Yes Jay.” Hailey said, rolling her eyes. “I will be there at nine, the exact same time I said I was going to be there five times today.” 

“And who are you supposed to pick up?” Jay questioned, smirking at her.

“Trudy.” Jay gave her a pointed look, “I am supposed to fake an emergency, but bring her to Molly’s instead.” 

Jay smiled at Hailey, finding her annoyance adorable. “I love you.” He said, his demeanor softening a bit. 

Hailey’s grumpy look faded and she leaned across the center console, pecking him on the lips. “I love you too.” Jay reached out and pulled her back to him, kissing her again. Hailey smiled into it before reluctantly pulling away. “You gotta go,” she sighed. “How’d you get roped into to doing this anyway?” She asked as she opened the truck door. 

“Kim.” Jay said, and Hailey nodded. “Five year anniversaries are a big deal apparently.” 

“Apparently.” Hailey laughed, shutting the door. Jay rolled down the window, not quite ready to leave yet. “Platt and Mouch better appreciate it, they’ve stolen so much of my Jay time lately.” 

Jay chuckled, “Babe, we work together...and live together. You see me at least twenty-three hours out of the day.”

Hailey shrugged, “It’s not enough.” She smirked at him before heading towards the front door. “I’ll see you later.” 

“Wear something pretty.” Jay called at her, laughing.

 After he was sure she was safely inside, he pulled out of the parking spot and out of the parking lot. He made the short drive to his brother's apartment, where Will was waiting for him. He was feeling a little jittery, so he opted for the stairs to hopefully wear him out a little bit. “Hey man.” He said, entering the apartment. (He had a key in case Will ever did something stupid...like lose his.)

“Hey.” Will said, getting up off the couch and heading towards the kitchen. “You want something to drink?” He asked.

“No, I’m good.” Jay said, leaning against his counter. 

“How are you feeling?” Will asked, taking a sip of the water bottle he got himself. 

Jay shrugged, “I’m good.” Will eyed him, “Listen man, I know we talked about it before, but I just want to make sure that it’s okay...again.” Jay thought back to what felt like a lifetime ago, a few days before Erin left for New York. 

Jay stood in front of the whiteboard with Will, looking through photos of victims from their recent drug case. “At least you guys get overtime.” Will said, before fishing in his pocket, Will pulled a red velvet box, surprising Jay. Will had seemed so against him proposing to Erin that he was sure he wouldn’t let him near their mom’s ring. “Mom’s ring. She always said it’s not a race, but whoever meets the right girl first gets the ring.”

Jay took the box in his hands, chuckling. “Hmm.” His mom was so important to him, and having Erin wear her ring felt like the blessing they needed, like his mom was a part of it.

Will watched his brother with caution, but smiled kindly. “You sure about this?” Jay stared blankly at him and Will nodded, he always knew he was the king of stupid questions. “You tell dad?”

“Why do I have to tell dad? It’s mom’s ring, not his.” Jay rushed out, immediately jumping down his brother's throat. Kevin interrupted them before Will could say anything, but Jay walked away feeling confident in his decision. 

And he was, maybe even as confident as he was now. Jay pulled the same velvet box out of his pocket and set it on the counter. “Will, I’m sure.” He said, and this time he had the words to express how he was feeling. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life, but I already had one chance with this ring and if you want it-”

“Jay.” Will said, cutting him off. “I know mom always said it wasn’t a race, but you won. Hailey is…”

“The most amazing person that I have ever met.” Jay sighed out.

Will laughed, “I was going to say ‘going to love it,’ but that works too.” 

Jay beamed at his brother, taking the box back in his hand. “She’s the one Will, I know it. And I never thought I would say this, but I wish I could tell dad.” 

Will placed a comforting hand on his brother’s back, “He knows man. They both do.” 

Jay took a big breath and laughed nervously. “I’m proposing.” He said.

“Yeah, you are.” Will said, sharing his brother’s obvious joy. All he ever wanted was for Jay to be happy, and he knew without a doubt that Hailey was it for him. 

“You think she’ll say yes?” Jay asked in a teasing voice. 

Will laughed loudly, “I’d say it’s a solid 80 percent.”

...

About an hour later Jay was back in his truck headed to Molly’s. It was almost seven o’clock, two hours from Hailey’s arrival and the unit had a lot to do before she got there. Almost like she could hear him thinking about her, he got a text.

Hailes: I know I’m bringing Trudy, but who is in charge of Mouch? Shouldn’t they be coming together?

Shit. He hadn’t thought of that. 

Jay: Ritter is getting Mouch. Don’t worry about it, we have a plan.

Hailes: Okay, whatever you say.

Jay sighed, he would admit a fake anniversary party was a little lame, but the only other thing he could think of was a fake baby shower and something told him that it wouldn’t really be appropriate to throw one of those in a bar.

Hailes: Also, “in charge” Jay is kinda sexy...you should help throw parties more often.

Jay smirked at his phone while he sat in the parking lot, shaking his head he texted back.

Jay: Good to know ;)

Jay: Get ready for the best birthday of your life.

When he pulled the door open, he was met with Kim shouting orders at Herrmann, Mouch, Kevin and Adam. Most of the decorations were already hung and he was informed that there were ten bottles of champagne hidden behind the counter. 

“Wow. It looks amazing in here.” He looked at Kim directly. “Thank you.”

Kim grinned, “Of course! It’s not everyday that one of my oldest friends proposes to my best friend.” She says, playfully punching his arm. Vanessa had been gone for over a year and in that time Hailey and Kim had gotten really close, they all had. After years of losing one person after another, the members of intelligence felt more like a family than they ever had before. 

“This is crazy, isn’t it?” Jay asked, Adam and Kevin trickling into the conversation. 

“It’s a long time coming, that’s for sure.” Adam said, wrapping his arm around Kim. 

Kevin scoffed, “Oh, like you can talk.” He teased. 

Jay’s nerves got worse and worse, “This isn’t too much right?” Jay asked his friends, “You think she’ll like it?”

“Jay.” Kim said, gaining his attention. “You could slip a ring pop on Hailey’s finger in front of the district and she would love it, because she loves you. But this,” She gestures around the room, “this is beautiful and incredibly sweet and romantic. This is everything she deserves.” 

Jay smiles with pride, he wants to be everything she deserves, but Hailey Upton deserves the entire world and he wouldn’t mind spending his entire life trying to give her that. “Burgess, we just need to get you a t-shirt that says ‘I’m basically a hallmark card.’” Kevin says, motioning across his chest. 

“Let’s have a toast.” Kim says and on que Herrmann has glasses ready for them. 

Kevin raises his glass, “To the OGs.”

Kim rolls her eyes, but raises her glass as well, “To Jay and Hailey.” 

Jay raises his glass and so does Adam, giving a toast of his own. “To upstead.” 

Jay lowers his arm and glares at Adam, “Man, you have got to stop calling us that.”

“Anyway,” Kim says, “To love.”

“True love.” Adam interjects.

“Adam.” Kim snaps.

“What, you're the only one that gets to be a hallmark card? That’s not fair.”

“How about this,” Jay says, raising his glass again. “To me not shitting my pants before she gets here.”

They all laugh, “I’ll drink to that,” Kevin says shrugging and then all down their drinks. 

…

At eight forty-five Jay stood at the bar, his hands sweaty and his knees a little shaky. It was fifteen minutes until go time and he got more anxious by the second. He was pretty sure she was going to say yes, but he wanted it to be perfect for her. As perfect as she was for him. 

Most of their friends have arrived and were talking amongst themselves around the perimeter of the bar, leaving room for Hailey to eventually make her way down the middle to Jay. Everyone was buzzing, taking in the decorations and consuming copious amounts of alcohol, something that Jay had decided against doing even though he would love a beer (or five) right about now.

At three til nine, he got a text from Hailey stating that they had arrived and Jay shushed everyone, standing in the middle of the room to wait for his (hopefully) future wife. 

Hailey walked down the sidewalk with the desk sergeant, hiding her smile. She was excited to see what her friends had come up with for the happy couple. They reached the door and Hailey smirked at Trudy, “Hey sarge.”

“Upton?”

“Happy anniversary.”

This time Trudy smirked, “It isn’t my anniversary.”

“What-” Hailey started, but froze in her spot as she opened the door. The sight in front of her was breathtaking. The usual fairy lights were still hung up, but also hanging from the ceiling were hundreds of pictures, pictures of her and Jay. Hailey felt her eyes welling up with tears, she took a few steps forward, looking around to see all of her closest friends, her family. At a closer look, she could see all of the tables had empty bottles of various alcohols, all labeled with dates and cards with memories. 

He was grinning ear to ear, but when she saw him, it somehow got even bigger. “Jay.” She laughed out.

“Hey.” He said, meeting her in the middle of the room. 

“I hate to break it to you, but you decorated for the wrong couple.” She joked. 

“Oh no, really?” He gasped and Hailey laughed. 

Jay took her in, she was wearing her signature black jeans and a blue sweater. She looked as beautiful as ever, and he was ready. “Quite the crowd…” She whispered. 

“I know, I’m a little nervous.” He said, reaching out to take her hand in his. “Hailey Anne Upton, there are not enough words to describe how much I love you. And I have never been good at expressing my feelings, you know that better than anyone. But I have said it a million times and I will say it a million more: I would follow you anywhere. I looked at you and knew you were the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I looked at you and I trusted you, I have trusted you since the day I met you. I look at you, and I’ve got it. I look at you and I see the rest of my life, I see that you are everything I have ever wanted and more. I look at you and I know that you are it for me, there will never be anyone like you Hailey.”

Hailey felt the tears begin to roll down her face, he used her own words against her. Jay reached in his pocket, pulling out just a ring. “This is my mother’s ring, and for so long she was the most important woman in my life. But she has been gone for a long time and Hailey you have taken that place, and she would have loved you. So,” Jay said, finally getting down on one knee. “Will you make me the luckiest man alive, and marry me?”

Hailey took a deep breath, trying to pull herself together. “Yes.” She choked out before launching herself into his arms. Jay caught her with ease and kissed her passionately as their friends cheered for them. Jay reluctantly set Hailey back down on the floor, pressing another kiss to her lips before stepping back and finally slipping the ring on her finger. 

“Perfect fit.” He said, pulling her to him and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I love you.” He said, peeking down at her.

“I love you so much.” She hugged him tighter, “And I cannot wait to be your wife.”

“Let’s just elope, we can get married tomorrow.” Jay said.

Hailey scoffed, “That’s a funny joke, Kim would kill me.” 

“Good point.” He said, holding her tightly. “I’m thinking of a June wedding.”

“Did you really just say that?” Hailey burst out laughing.

Jay grimaced, “We don’t have to talk about it…”

Hailey turned to face him, pressing her palms to his chest. “How about this? We can get married whenever and wherever you want, as long as you wear your thigh holster during the whole ceremony.”

Jay gave her a shocked look, “Please tell me you aren’t kidding.”

Hailey got up on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear, “I’m dead serious.” 

“Thank God.”

The happy couple accepted some congratulations before sneaking over to the bar. It had turned into a full on party, Herrmann turned the music up and everything. “You know, Hailey Halstead has a nice ring to it.” She confessed as she leaned into Jay. 

“I think so.” He said, beaming at her.

“Excuse me everyone.” Kim said, clinking her glass as they were passed around to everyone. She raised hers, “To the happy couple, I love you both and I am so happy for you. We all are.”

“And to the fact that Jay didn’t shit his pants!” Adam interjected from beside her.

“What?” Hailey whispered under her breath.

“Don’t worry about it…” Jay muttered, mentally punching Adam in the face.

Kim shrugged, “Sure.” They all raised their glasses and cheered. Jay set his and Hailey’s down and dipped her dramatically, bringing his lips to hers once again.

“I love you Jay Halstead,” She said as he brought her back to a standing position.

“I love you too, the future Mrs. Hailey Halstead.”

…

A/N: I watched the clip from 4x23 and then debated posting this idea just as a discussion comment, but then I was like “why not” and I just wrote it! I’m so glad I did, I wrote it so fast and loved writing it. I also hope that this didn’t come off as Erin bashing, I try not to write like that. I was the biggest linstead fan and I still love Erin, I just have moved on from linstead and wanted to show the potential parallels. Anyway, I promise I will update Lost or Found soon, it’s been crazy the past few months and I honestly haven’t had the motivation to write, but the scooby gang will be back soon! Thank you so much for reading! <3

[getitinbusan]

Destination: Jungkook

A super soft wedding fic from the Golden Closet Universe and the companion piece to September 1st

mood board & playlist

Happy 24th birthday to the love of my life 💜 I wish I could give you more than words you'll never see.

Nerves always took over your stomach during landing. That,  coupled with the reason for the flight and you were an anxious mess.

The plane had begun its long slow descent, "You look kind of green are you okay?" Your best friend squeezed your hand. 

"It's just...usually Guk does this thing...he sings to me and rubs my neck when we land."

She looked at you and shook her head, "Yeah, I'm not gonna do that."  

You laughed, "I don't think you're taking your maid of honor duties very seriously." 

"Ughh, I can't believe you're getting married before me." She sighed, "It's not fair, Yoongi and I are the ones who introduced you. It should be us." 

You couldn't help the grin that formed on your lips. Sworn to secrecy, she had no idea you'd gone shopping with Yoongi, the ring had been in his pocket for weeks. "It'll be you soon babe, maybe this weekend will inspire him."     

Checking the key card you stopped at 303. Why you couldn't stay in the same room together was beyond you. 

The door was just about to click closed when his running footsteps echoed through the empty hallway. Strong arms wrapped around you and soft lips fell on yours. He did his trademark hum while he kissed you, his happy song for his happy place. 

"I can't believe how much I've missed you."

Pulling him closer you inhaled him in. He was the scent of home that had been lacking for the last four days.

His smile got bigger until his dimples finally showed up, "It's late are you tired?"  He tucked your hair behind your ear, "We've got a pretty big day tomorrow." 

"Can I just enjoy you alone for a few minutes?" 

"Is everything okay?" He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled you onto his lap. 

Nuzzling into his neck you curled into him. "It's so stupid." 

"Tell me," he rubbed circles on your back. 

"I'm happy and I love you so much but I'm terrified and nervous and I haven't been able to talk to you about it because you've been here planning the perfect wedding for me ... and I'm selfish because I just wanted you to hold me and tell me it was all going to be okay."

He sighed in relief, "Of course it's going to be okay," he gently laid a kiss on top of your head. "Don't you know every fairy tale ends with and they lived happily ever after?" 

You couldn't help but smile, Jungkook was such a hopeless romantic. "Why can't we stay in the same room tonight?" 

Changing the mood he tickled you while pulling you back into the bed, "Because it's bad luck, and it would ruin the surprise." 

"We live together, I've seen you naked a million times so unless you've been hiding something really well I don't think I'll be surprised."

Just being back in his arms draped you in a sense of calm. His loud heart beat accompanied by the rise and fall of his steady breath lulled you into a much needed sleep. 

Your eyes crept open and looked at the clock, only 11:43. Laying your head back down you looked at Jungkook snoring peacefully. As much as you longed to keep him here until morning you knew he was superstitious. Leaning in to wake him with a kiss he  smiled and pulled you back against his chest. 

"Hey sleepy head."

He groaned under you as you poked him.

"You'd better get out of my room Jungkook, it's almost midnight."

Sitting up he rubbed his eyes and checked the time, "Shit."

He grabbed your hands in his and walked to the door.

"I guess I'll see you in a few hours?" 

Wrapping your arms around him tightly you really didn't want to let him leave.

"Nothing to be nervous about. You've got a dress right?"

You nodded.

"Then all I need you to do is show up." He kissed your forehead and stepped into the hallway. 

"Jungkook" he turned back, "I'll see you soon." 

You were glad that from the moment your feet hit the floor there was a barrage of things to be done. Mimosa's with a massage, nails, hair, makeup. Jungkook had made sure you wanted for nothing. 

You had no idea what to expect, you'd heard vague phone calls and caught small glimpses when he was planning but he'd really kept you in the dark.

Jungkook loved surprises and to his credit he was tremendously good at them. He wanted you to have a perfect stress free wedding giving you only two tasks,

1. find a dress

2. show up and say I do

The door swung open and your best friend stood grinning from ear to ear. 

"I know I'm your maid of honor but I hate you so much right now," she pouted. "I don't know how anyone will ever top what Jungkook has done for you down there." 

You laughed and it felt good to break the tension. "You specifically mean Yoongi topping it for you? Don't worry he already asked for my help."

Her jaw almost hit the floor. 

"Shit, damnit, I didn't say that! Don't tell him you know, he'll kill me!" 

Dancing around the room she squealed in happiness. "Would you be mad if I asked Jungkook to plan it?" 

"Is it that good? Is he already down there, did you see him?"

She nodded, "Everything is amazing, and he's so happy and he looks so handsome" 

You exhaled deeply, "I guess there's only one thing left to do."

She threw open the door, "Let's go get you married!" 

Sunset in Jeju, there wasn't a more perfect time or place.

Wooden boards lay across the sand leading to the exact spot Jungkook had proposed. There, up the row of candles under the fairy light arch stood the man who would be your husband.

Nothing but him existed beyond that. All you could see was his handsome face and small nervous smile, his hands wringing together to keep from fidgeting and  the reddening of his ears as you got closer. 

Surrendering the bouquet you had to touch him, you needed his hands in yours. Steady and firm, together you grounded each other. 

"Y/N,  People think our story started on a rain soaked camping trip. I don't believe that's true, that's just where it got good. Our story began in the stars,  It's the only possible way to explain how much I already knew I loved you. I promise to fill your life with happiness, love, and blanket forts for as long as you'll let me. Y/N, I love you so much and can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.

"Jungkook,  Not a day goes by that you don't make me fall in love with you a little more. Not a day that you don't make me laugh or that you make me feel loved, and from here on out there will not be a day that we'll be apart. I can't wait to see what our future holds, and I hope that 50 years from now our grown children will think we're crazy because we're still building forts in our living room.  All that matters in my life is that I get to love you. Jungkook, you'll always be my iron man and I love you 3000." The tears started but he managed a laugh at your private joke.

You swept his tears away with a brush of your thumbs and he kissed you. Husband and wife. 

Everyone was gone. The last goodbye was said and you made your way back to the reception area. 

You stopped to watch him. He was sitting by himself, a smile on his face staring up into the sky. Your husband was so beautiful.

Walking towards him you caught his eye and his face lit up like all the stars in heaven. You held out your hand, "One more dance?" 

He wrapped his arms around you and you swayed together under the night sky. Waves rolled in place of music and the moon shone a personal spotlight down on you.

"Today was perfect Jungkook"

"It's not over," he stopped to lay a sweet kiss on your lips before smiling and taking your hand. 

Walking through the sand he led you to the seaside suite and slid the door open.

"This is the part where I'm supposed to pick you up and carry you inside." 

You couldn't help but laugh, "Are you asking me or warning me?"

"Close your eyes"

"So warning me?"

"Please Y/N."

Sweeping you up he carried you into the room and set you down. 

"Open!"

There in front of you the entire room was draped in white sheets and hanging lights. The bed sat inside the biggest fort you'd ever seen.

In complete awe you turned to look at him, tears in your eyes yet smiling from ear to ear. He knew he did good.

"Jungkook this is amazing!" 

He was so excited to show off.

"And look," he pointed to the tray beside the fireplace. "We've got champagne and all the stuff to make S'mores."

He buzzed around the room pointing out all the little details. 

"Jungkook, you forgot one thing." 

His face fell as he tried to figure out what important thing he'd missed. 

"What did I forget?"

Walking towards him your hands ran down his crisp shirt and undid his belt. 

"The part where you're supposed to make love to your wife for the first time…" 

Waking up to walls of white sunlight while wrapped naked against your husband's warm body you'd never felt more content. His dark hair was wild against the pillow and you couldn't help but stare and wonder how you were chosen to be the luckiest person alive. 

Soft snores let you know he wasn't deep in his sleep and he easily woke when you kissed his swollen lips. 

"Hey," he smiled, "what time is it?" 

Pulling the sheets off it was exactly what you'd hoped to find. Despite the evening's satisfaction his cock stood firm, thick and ambitious. 

"More?" he questioned with a smile.

You nodded while straddling his hips. "Sorry, I guess this is your life now." 

He sat up to wrap his arms tightly around you as you took him in. Bare chests pressed together and the feeling of your hearts beating in unison.

He kissed his way up your neck,  "And what a great life it's going to be." 

[nessamaurice]

Simple Ch. 1 (Loki x F!Reader)

Masterlist

Summary: Tony and the Avengers are in desperate need of something like a “babysitter” to have an eye on Loki and teach him “how to human”. He decided to stay on Midgard over the dungeons of Asgard as punishment for his deeds in New York. That’s where you swoop in. A simple receptionist at the Avengers compound. You have to share an apartment in the compound with Loki and damn, he’s a really tough nut. With your open and kind character it seems that you are slowly cracking his shell. But suddenly things are getting twists that will change your life and your relationships there irreversibly.

Story rating: M

Chapter trigger warnings: n/a

Words: 1984

1

"We need someone totally random." Tony broke the silence in the room. Every gaze was on him now. "Not someone with any special training, crazy gifts or hyper specialized knowledge."

"Why?" Steve simply asked.

"Your brother", Tony said turning to Thor and pointing at him, "has an enormous ego. If he has to stay here, we got to get him... let's say humbled. He will stay here in the compound. He is even willing to cooperate, so I guess we won't need shackles. At least not all the time. We just need someone reliable staying in the same room with him. Like, a babysitter. Someone simple, responsible from the neighbourhood who you would trust to look after your children because you know she'll just tuck them into bed asap and spend a nice evening watching Netflix or reading books while eating chips."

"You think it should be a woman?" Natasha mentioned.

"Did I say she? Ah yes, I did. Probably because when I think of next-door-babysitters I automatically think of girls. Women. Sorry." Tony immediately corrected himself as he noticed the raised eyebrow of Natasha.

"Couldn't it be that he would try to... I don't know... something like to trick a woman to do what he wants? Is he... um..." Bruce struggled to speak his mind.

"You mean like a seducer to women?" Thor assumed, followed by an amused little laugh. "No do not worry about that matter. I have known him my whole life and playing such games with women was never in his interest, even if it would have been useful to his plans. And I would say a woman would be best, he mostly behaves more controlled and civilized towards women in charge than to men."

"Alrighty then!" Tony clapped his hands to end this meeting that almost seemed like it would never end. With everybody feeling relieved to have come to a solution, the tension in the room ebbed away.

"Barton", Tony addressed to the agent in the corner of the room, "We need someone trustworthy. A woman. Someone staying away from drama. A at least somehow balanced one. And she will have to move to the compound for quite a while, so sort out every woman having responsibilities at home or such. The best would be someone who already works for me, check all our employees first, maybe we are lucky."

Clint simply nodded and left the room, but not without grabbing a big mug of coffee on the leave. Everyone headed to the door, but Thor caught Tony by grabbing his arm and stopping him. He waited a second until all the other Avengers were gone.

"Thank you, Stark. It is very generous and honorable of you and of Midgard to offer my errant brother a second chance after all what he did to your realm. There is clearly good in him. Buried under mischief and lies but somewhere it is. Maybe a simple person is all he needs to learn that 'simple' is nothing bad. It is hard for him to deal with his banishment from his home but it was his own choice and he preferred this over the dungeons of our palace. It took him quite a while to make this decision."

"Yeah. It's okay. No one likes to have a pissed-off brother being kept in the basement." Tony said, patting Thor on the shoulder while leaving the room.

***

With one hand you fumbled for your alarm clock to put in on snooze while hiding under the blanket. Sleep drunk you tried to get your brain working as a little wave of panic shot through you. Turning over to your clock you silently cursed into your pillow and pushed yourself up. You already wanted to get up 10 minutes ago but pressed snooze once too often. Again. You speeded up your morning routine a little to catch the lost minutes you sacrificed to Morpheus.

"This day's gonna be crap." You mumbled to yourself while entering the compound and shuffling over to the reception.

"Sweets, turn your bitch face off, you're at work."

The voice of your coworker Jackie (but you'd rather address her as your best friend than coworker) ripped you out of your thoughts.

"Hey Babe. Sorry." You gave her your poorest apology smile.

"Pressed snooze too often again, huh?" She tried to hold back a broad smile while you walked around the giant reception desk, heavy eye-rolling.

"Shut up. Tea's ready?"

"Do we know us since yesterday?" She pouty answered, handing you your favorite mug. You snatched it almost too energetically from her hand, inhaling the steam rising from it and closing your eyes.

"Aw, yeah. Much better." You put it on the desk and went to the back to hang your coat. Walking by you caught your own glance in the mirror, stopped and returned to it to check your appearance. You fixed some loose strands of hair and spotted your septum piercing. Cursing at yourself that you forgot to take it out once again you turned it up into your nose to hide it. If you'd take it out right now you would just lose it, like the other 4 piercings before. Pulling on the collar of your shirt and fiddling on your chocker necklace you quickly checked yourself over again and stepped outside to the reception desk. You were so lucky that you and your colleagues came to the glorious arrangement that you were in charge of the visit-reservation-referring-emails and wouldn't have to answer phone calls. Every time you heard the melodic ringing it sent a little jolt through your guts but were relieved the same moment, knowing that it was not your task to answer it. You never knew why phone calls put you in such a state but you didn't really bother to find out. You went to sit down on your office chair, totally focused on your steaming mug that stood there longing for your cold hands to get warmed up by its heat but stopped mid-motion and turned your head to the left. Your eyes wandered the spacious entrance hall. Since there were still 10 minutes before the Avengers compound opened up to visitors, press and business the only light was the natural dim dawn falling in through the huge window front. You almost jumped a little as the lighting was turned on, as always on time.

"Everything alright, Sweet Pea?" Your friend appeared from behind you, making you jump a little again.

"What? Oh yeah. Sorry. I thought there was something. Getting a little paranoid after a week of holiday at home." You laughed at her. As you finally sat down you couldn't resist to look over your shoulder again and search the enormous hall. It wasn't helpful that you had that feeling of being watched since almost 3 weeks now. At first you didn't take it very serious. Your workplace was permanently full of people and CCTV. But the feeling deep down in your stomach grew bigger each day. In the end you were so happy to eventually have a week all on your own. You spent it most of the time at home, doing all the things you wanted to do for a long time. You took some art classes in portraying persons, read 2 books, listened to music constantly, ordered too much stuff from Amazon because you had so much time browsing stuff you didn't need, even could get yourself to take some walks in the nearby park and enjoy the autumn colours. But, much to your dismay, that feeling of being followed by something or someone didn't cease. You spoke to your therapist at your monthly meeting about this last week. She said not to take it too serious but that you'll come back to that point next month.

You softly shook your head to get rid of the thoughts and put your bag on the floor beneath your desk with a loud thud. Jackie turned her head and looked at you, then at your bag.

"What the hell is in there? Thor's hammer?"

You tried to bat her hand away as she grabbed your bag and opened it. Her gaze rose in played shock to meet your eyes. She pulled a giant book out of it without interrupting her steady look at you. You couldn't help but blush, roll your eyes and laugh.

"Oh. My. God. Didn't they have a bigger book than this? Why are you dragging this monster with you to work?" She looked at the title and stuttered a little while reading it out loud, a little too loud since your other colleagues turned their heads, poorly hiding their smiles.

"Antiquitates Iudaicae" She looked at you again, one brow raised. "Seriously?"

You couldn't hold back your snort at that look on her face. Hectically you nabbed your stuff from her hands. "Shut up bitch, that's for my lunch break."

Unfortunately that explanation didn't help much to stop her amusement because now she helplessly had to cover her mouth while she laughed into her hands.

"Damn girl, you crazy."

"I know. You love that."

"Of course I do. Borrow me that book when you're through. And if I lost my sight by that time, you can read it to me when your granny glasses will be strong enough."

Smiling you turned to your computer and turned it on. It was about time, your small interruption cost you precious minutes to start your working routine before the doors opened to all the amazed visitors, screaming school groups and snoopy press people.

While waiting for your computer to come to live (which took quite longer than you'd expect when working for a technology genius), Jackie slapped your shoulder.

"Oh I totally forgot to fill you in on the latest gossip. When you were on holiday, a cute guy from accounting sat down next to me during lunch and asked where you are."

"Whaaaat? You're kidding."

"Nah-ah! He said he wanted to say hi to you after he saw you several times in the cafeteria and thought you would show up just a little later. He feared you may have just chucked your job after two more days without seeing you. I tell you, he has the bluest eyes I've ever seen. If I were unwed, I'd totally be jealous. I promised not to tell you. Ha ha. As if I would not tell you."

"Aw come on. Now I will never be able to relax during lunch time again." You batted her arm with the back of your hand.

"Oh Sweets, you're much too old to be nervous around men."

"Uhm, you know who you talking to, right?"

Her only answer was just a vicious smile as she turned to the already ringing phone.

The morning went on as usual. Tons of emails, greeting visitors and groups, handing forms over the counter, smiling, tea drinking.

Your stomach began to rumble just as your break was due. You checked yourself in the mirror again, this time a bit more precisely. As usual, you weren't too pleased with what you saw. Catching that thought, you very silently said to yourself "But I love myself anyway" just as your therapist taught you. You hoped that one day you'd eventually believe your own words, but somehow they helped you relax a bit, though. You stretched your back, grabbed your stuff and headed to the cafeteria. As you saw its entrance, you felt blood rushing to your cheeks and cursed yourself for blushing so easily. But before you could step through the door, someone stopped you by softly grabbing your arm.

You turned around to say something but no sound left your open mouth as you looked up into the face of Clint Barton.

"Miss Y/N, I'm sorry to stop you from getting your lunch, but Mr. Stark would like to speak to you."

[smileyoongle]

Yandere BTS! Birthday Banters

@min-t-posts I got you! This is a sweet request and I really like it. Hope you like it too. Since this is a soft Yandere, please know that their Yandere tendencies are gonna be at their lowest. Now.... LET'S GET IT!

Kim Seokjin:

It was hard, in fact, very hard. Having a boyfriend who never left you alone along with the problem of buying a birthday present for him, how could someone handle it? Because you certainly couldn't. When you had sneaked out of the house and met Jungkook and Hoseok at the mall, you didn't think Jin was gonna find out. But you were stupid. Of course, he had to find out. Your giddiness was replaced with horror when he turned up to take you home, not even muttering a word to the other two who had helped you.

"I don't think you should be mad at me, princess. You were the one who left without my permission." Jin said, his voice sending shivers down your spine but you were too angry to deal with him. You glared at him and placed your hands on your hips. "I have every right to be mad at you. How do I do things when you're following me everywhere, Jin?!" You bellowed, kicking the couch beside you, only to have it hurt your foot. You winced but composed yourself. However, Jin had noticed and he took a step towards you, stretching out his hand to pull you to him but you swatted it away. Hurt flashed in his eyes but it went just as it came. "There's nothing that you have to do. You know you can just tell me and I can-" you cut him off with a frustrated groan, running your hands through your hair. "No, there are some things that need to be done by ME. I can't exactly tell you to go buy yourself a birthday present and not look at it until I give it to you with my own hands, can I?" You argued, watching as Jin's jaw dropped. His heart swelled at hearing that you wanted to buy him something. He was screaming at himself internally for spoiling everything. With a defeated sob, you plopped down on the couch and buried your head in your hands. Jin gulped and kneeled in front of you. He couldn't help that he didn't want you hanging out with someone else. He just loved you too much. Taking your hands in his, he removed them from your face and tucked your hair behind your ear. "I'm sorry, Y/N. But thinking about other people being around you is just....I'm scared that someday they'll realize how perfect you are and take you away from me." He apologized, looking at you with eyes full of desperation. You shook your head and leaned your forehead on his, smiling softly. "I only love you, Jin. No one can change that. But I'm still mad at you. I'll forgive you after you apologize to Kookie and Hobi." You pulled back and crossed your arms. Jin's jaw clenched at your words. He didn't wanna apologize to them at all. But if it was you, then he couldn't risk it. Nodding at you, he kissed your forehead as you snuggled closer to him.

Kim Namjoon:

You threw the fluffy pillow across the room, sighing in satisfaction as it hit the wall and fell to the floor. You were almost ashamed of yourself due to your inability to convince Namjoon to let you go out. Alone. You recalled the time when you were really good at convincing people but you probably lost that skill while staying with Namjoon. He was far too good at reasoning about everything which made you question your own choices. It had been about two weeks and you had made no progress with your problem. In the coming two days was your dearest boyfriend's birthday but he was too busy protecting you to even consider the possibility that maybe you wanted to do something for him. The door to the bedroom opened, revealing Namjoon holding a tray of food and taking in the appearance of the bedroom. He raised his eyebrows at the fallen pillows and the messy sheets of the bed where you had been whining and rolling around. His eyes fell on you and he tilted his head making you gulp from your place on the bed. He slowly walked around the bed and placed the tray on the nightstand before grabbing your wrist and pulling you into his lap. "And what exactly is bothering you, hmm? Don't think I haven't been noticing how annoyed you've been. Now tell me, so that I can take care of it for you." He said, his fingers drawing circles on your back as you stared at him with wide eyes. If you didn't know any better, you'd have melted at hearing his words. Sometimes, Namjoon took things too far and you wondered how you fell for him. Nonetheless, you loved him truly. "Speak up, baby." He prompted, his breath tickling your neck. "Why won't you let me go out?" You asked in a small voice, not wanting this discussion to erupt into a full-blown argument. "We talked about this, Y/N. You want to go out alone but there are too many dangers out there. And what am I going to do if you try to ru-" that was the end of the line for you. You yanked his hands off of you and got up from his lap. "Run away? Really, Namjoon? That's how much you trust me? All I wanted to do was buy something for you since it's your birthday but I guess that's dangerous too." You scoffed and crossed your arms, not even looking at him anymore. Namjoon blinked at you with a confused expression. Did you want to give him a present? Him? "What? A gift?" He asked, confirming as if he was hearing things. You nodded at him mockingly, pulling the blankets over your head and hiding. Namjoon cursed under his breath, feeling guilty that he upset you even though you were only doing something for him. Lifting the blanket from one end, he got inside and hugged you from behind, letting his fingers tickled your sides until he heard your laughter. He grinned and straddled you, your giggles coming to a halt. "I am sorry, baby. You just make me so crazy. Now if you still want to get me something then let's go. I'll keep my eyes closed the entire time, okay?" He smiled as you nodded and pulled him to hug you, the blanket surrounding the two of you in your own twisted but sweet love life.

Min Yoongi:

You dragged your feet towards the car, sighing loudly while glaring at the bags in your hand signifying all the branded things that Yoongi bought for you. This wasn't supposed to be about you at all, it was supposed to be about Yoongi. But you couldn't exactly buy anything with him following you like a tail, could you? Tossing the bags in the backseat, you slammed the door shut and got in the passenger seat. You leaned your head on the window after fastening your seatbelt, patiently waiting for Yoongi to start the car. After what seemed like an hour, you frowned on noticing that you were still in the parking lot and turned to see what your boyfriend was up to. All this time, Yoongi had been burning holes in the side of your head at your lack of communication. You hadn't spoken to him even while shopping, seemingly lost in your own world. This was the one thing he despised with all his heart, he couldn't help but feel like you were ignoring him on purpose, even if you weren't. Yoongi's intense gaze made you shift uncomfortably in your seat, your hands clutching each other in your lap. The silence was overbearing and it threatened to consume you until Yoongi decided to speak. "We aren't going anywhere unless you tell me why I'm being ignored after treating you to a perfect day." He said, his voice completely blank. You bit your lower lip, contemplating what to say. Your plans of shopping alone went out the window anyway, and it's not like you could lie to him and go somewhere else without being caught either. So then how were you supposed to get him a present if he was gonna stick to you like glue? Yoongi let out a frustrated groan and picked you up from your seat as you yelped, placing you between him and the steering wheel. His hands gripped your waist and pulled you to him, your breath hitching at the proximity. "I can do this all day, you know." He murmured against your neck, your hands tightening around the collar of his shirt. "I needed to buy you something." You said, your voice coming out strained. Yoongi stopped his torture on your neck, pulling back to look you in the eyes and tilting his head with a frown. You sighed in defeat and fiddled with your fingers. "It's your birthday and I wanted to do something special." You confessed, stealing glances at him. You missed the blush that crept up Yoongi's cheek, your words hitting him in the most gentle way possible. This showed just how much you appreciated him, though not more than he did you. His lips stretched into a smile as he cupped your cheeks. "I don't need a gift, babe. I have you and that's the only thing I need." He stated before kissing you. You smiled into the kiss, your heart banging against your ribcage. At times he made you question why you loved him but he made sure that your questions weren't left unanswered. He loved you in his own way. But it was still love.

Jung Hoseok:

The movie played in the background as you hurriedly typed on your phone, oblivious to Hoseok who was standing behind you and eyeing you like a hawk. It had been a week and Hoseok had never seen you this distracted before. He had tried to get your attention by doing all sorts of nonsense but you were too busy to give a damn. He couldn't help but think that maybe someone else had caught your eye. Sure, your relationship was rocky at the beginning, purely because Hoseok had come out of nowhere and professed his love for you when you didn't even know him. But with time, everything had become okay and you ended up falling in love with him. "Why would you be texting Jimin when I'm right here, sunshine?" Hoseok asked from behind you, his lips beside your ear. You flinched and locked your phone, clutching it tightly as you stood up and turned to Hoseok. "What are you talking about?" You chuckled nervously, brushing away the strands of hair that escaped your ponytail. Hoseok gritted his teeth and walked around the couch until he stood in front of you. You swallowed thickly, eyes darting around the room and spotting the clock. There were still 2 minutes left and you had no idea on how to keep Hoseok occupied when he was angry. "I saw it, Y/N. So cut the bullshit and tell me what it is. Have you been getting a little too close to Jimin?" He accused as your eyes widened. Your heart broke a little at his words. Is that what he thought about you? You narrowed your eyes and clenched your jaw. You weren't scared of your boyfriend, although you did agree he could be scary at times. "Is that how low you think of me, Hoseok?" You replied, not taking your eyes off of him. Hoseok felt bad that he was jumping to conclusions but you weren't giving him much of a choice. His eyes landed on your hands that you had hidden behind your back. Without a word, he moved forward and grabbed your hand, trying to take the phone from your hand as you shrieked. Your little wrestling went on for a minute until the bell rung and you mumbled a 'thank god' under your breath. Hoseok paused and glared at you, taking slow steps towards the door and disappearing from your sight. You closed your eyes and caught your breath, deciding that you didn't need to be mad at Hoseok, it was his birthday after all. You heard the door close and you smiled, rushing towards where Hoseok must be standing. "Happy Birthday!" You cheered, laughing at hoseok's shocked expression. You couldn't believe you had pulled it off. You had managed to keep everything a secret from him for an entire week. Hoseok wanted to cry because of how touched he was. He had spent the entire week worrying about losing you whereas you had only been trying to set up a surprise for him. He stared at the box of cake along with a bouquet of flowers and a blue velvet box that Jimin had dropped off. You ran to him and picked up the blue box, opening it to reveal two silver rings with both your initials carved on the inside. Taking one out, you grabbed your boyfriend's hand and slipped it onto his finger. "I love you, Jung Hoseok. So don't you ever think that I'd cheat on you because you're the only one I want." You mumbled before pressing a quick kiss on his lips. Hoseok found himself nodding and smiling at you. He picked you up and spun you around, hearing your giggles that made his heart swell.

Park Jimin:

Jimin rubbed his eyes, frowning on feeling the empty space beside him. The moon shone it's light through the curtains as the clock on the nightstand illuminated the room with its neon display. 2:03 AM. Jimin looked towards the bathroom, waiting for any kind of noise indicating that you were in there. And he did hear a noise but it wasn't from the bathroom, it was from outside of the bedroom. Jimin quickly got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, looking around the dark hallway until he saw light coming from the study. He almost ran, curious as to why you were awake at this time. Meanwhile, you had managed to knock down the lamp on the table, wincing as it fell on the carpet with a thud. You continued writing messages on the small strips of paper after confirming that your boyfriend was, indeed, asleep. How stupid of you! Jimin peeked in at your form hunched over the table, watching as you tossed a paper behind you with a heavy sigh. Not being able to control himself, he opened the slightly ajar door and grabbed the paper, not even looking at you as you turned around with a horror-stricken face.

Home is the only way to describe you.

Jimin's lips quivered as he read the sentence, again and again, not being able to believe his eyes. Were you writing love letters to someone? He slowly lifted his head to look at you, his eyes glossy and sad. "What....who is he?" He inquired, unable to stop the tears from falling down. After all, he had given you everything and never once let you cry so what went wrong? You frowned, ignoring the chills that ran down your spine. "I don't understand." You explained, eyes widening as jimin clenched his jaw and punched the table. It didn't seem like he found out about your birthday present yet. This was something else. "Who are you writing this for, Y/N?! And don't lie to me because you know I will find out. He won't get away from trying to take you away from me!" He yelled making you flinch. Jimin had never been this mad at you so this was a first. You took cautious steps towards him and placed your hands on his shoulders. "I was making your birthday present, Jimin." You mumbled, looking at him with apologetic eyes. As soon as the words left your mouth, his anger deduced to nothing. "What? Th-then why are you making it at this time?" He stuttered, mentally slapping himself for reacting so harshly. You smiled softly and hugged him, rubbing soothing circles on his back. "Because my dear boyfriend doesn't leave me alone for a second, not that I'm complaining. So I don't have much of a choice but to do it at this time." You explained, feeling his body relax under your touch. A small 'oh' left Jimin's mouth as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. "Sorry. I promise I'll leave you alone. But only until my birthday." He said, pulling away and cupping your cheeks, smiling when you laughed. As much as jimin hated the idea of being away from you, he decided to give it a go. You didn't care that he found out that you were making something for him as long as he didn't feel insecure. He was exactly as you described him. Home.

Kim Taehyung:

"I need to get to work." You whined, trying to pry your boyfriend's hands off of you. He mumbled something sleepily and pulled you closer to him, not wanting to let you go. You sighed and looked at the clock, cursing under your breath on realising that you're getting late. Taehyung had already called in sick for you twice in the current week because he wanted to spend the day with you. You were surprised at how the company allowed it even though aware of taehyung's tactics. "Just relax, babe. I called in sick for you." Taehyung said in his raspy voice, your eyes widening at his words. A lot of emotions hit you all at once, anger, sadness, frustration etc. But mainly, you felt defeated. Because your plan of buying a birthday present for your boyfriend had gone out of the window. And the worst part, the next day was his birthday. You clenched your jaw and pushed him with all your strength, sending him down to the floor. He let out a yelp, closing his eyes and rubbing his back where he had hit it on the nightstand. You gasped on realising what you had done, shivers running down your spine when Taehyung stood up and glared at you with gritted teeth. Before you could get the words out, he grabbed your ankle and pulled you to lay on your back as he straddled you, pinning your hands above your head. "I don't understand the problem, love. You're acting like I committed a crime." He sneered at you, your heart pounding in your chest. You gulped, trying to decide if your complaining would make things better or worse. "I- I just had something important to do, Tae." You whispered, watching his eyes soften just for a second. It was probably because he loved hearing his nickname from your mouth. He tilted his head mockingly at you. "What could be so important, Y/N?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at you. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. It was definitely no use lying to him now. "It's your birthday. I just wanted to get you a present." You confessed, feeling his grip on your hands become loose. You had caught Taehyung off guard seeing as he never expected this from you. Yes, people did buy him gifts but they were just a formality. Coming from you, it meant a lot to him. He picked you up in his arms and hugged you tightly, kissing your head. "Really?" He asked while displaying his famous boxy grin. You giggled and nodded as he hugged you again before leaning his forehead against yours. "I'm sorry, my love. I shouldn't have reacted like that. Hit me harder next time, will you?" He said, his voice holding a little seriousness in it. You replied with a kiss, smiling when your lips met his. "Also, waking up next to you is the greatest gift I could ever ask for." He mumbled against your lips as your hands wrapped around his neck.

Jeon Jungkook:

You huffed and flipped the pages of the book, ignoring the knocking on the door along with jungkook's whining. It had been hours since you had locked yourself in the bedroom after having a small argument with your boyfriend. "Fine, I'll just apologize for all the things I think you're mad for. I'm sorry that I almost killed your coworker who was shamelessly eye fucking you. I'm sorry that I didn't let you attend your manipulative best friend's party. I'm sorry that I burned your favourite dress on purpose-" you were somewhat smiling at his apologies but when you heard him talk about your dress, you just couldn't sit there anymore. You opened the door harshly, internally wincing when it hit the wall at the side. Jungkook's hand was balled up into a fist and hanging midair, where he had been knocking on the door without a pause. "You burned that dress on purpose?!" You exclaimed, not believing what you had heard. Jungkook cleared his throat and put on his scary demeanour but you seemed unaffected by it. "It was too short, Y/N." He stated, putting his hands in his pockets. You scoffed and walked past him, hitting his shoulder with yours. You were almost in the living room when you felt his hand grabbing your wrist and turning you around. You gasped when your back hit the wall and Jungkook stood in front of you, his hands placed on either side of your head. "You can't stay mad at me forever. And that too without telling me why." He complained, frowning at your arrogance. Lately, you had become a little too comfortable with him and that made you lose all the fear you had regarding him. Now he was just your crazy but amazing and handsome boyfriend. "Watch me." You challenged, feeling your confidence waver when his eyes turned darker. "Y/N." He taunted, moving closer to you. You turned your head to the side to avoid his eyes which didn't look so innocent anymore. "I'm gonna stay mad at you forever just because you didn't give me my space so that I could plan something for your freaking birthday." You said hurriedly, clamping your mouth shut immediately when you realized you had told him everything. It was actually quite amusing to watch him struggle but maybe it was getting too much. Jungkook's eyes widened as he took in what you had just said. He had been wracking his brain with all the things that might have upset you but here you were, sad that you didn't get to do anything for him. You were too adorable for his heart to handle. He chuckled softly and leaned his head on your shoulder as you frowned. "That's it?" He questioned with a grin while you rolled your eyes. You pushed him away and started walking away. "It's a big deal for me, okay? I love Jeon Jungkook too much to just let this day go by without a celebration." You replied, crossing your arms. Jungkook rushed to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind, hugging you with all the love he could muster. "I love you more, princess. Now for the birthday, you plan out everything and we'll spend the day however you want. Will you forgive me then?" He asked, kissing your neck as you smiled. "We can work with that." You said, turning around to hug him back. Jungkook was glad that he had taken it in his hands to make you his. Things could have gone bad but they hadn't and he was grateful. Anything to be with you.

This turned out to be too soft and now my heart can't handle it. I'll just suffer while you check out other imagines on my blog. Thanks for reading!

- XX

[addictofsupernatural]

The Southsider (pt. 13)

Sweet Pea x reader

Chapter Summary: When trying to avoid a big problem, a bigger problem occurs.

Warning: NSFW (just seeing him naked)

Word Count: 2085

Chapter 1 • Chapter 12 • Chapter 14

You quickly stepped away from the window, thinking about what to do in this situation. You realized that you only had a big t-shirt and underwear on. You quickly put on some pajama shorts and some shoes on, sliding on your serpent jacket and shoving your bra in your pocket as you stepped outside of your room, quietly closing the door.

As you made your way to your aunt's room, you stopped at the bathroom in between your rooms and locked the door for them to think you were in there. You then closed the door to your aunt's room, thinking of what to do.

Do you hide? No, they'd probably find you. You opened the window, stepping outside to the roof of the first floor. You slid onto it, and closed the window. You looked down. You had to jump a whole floor worth.

You heard the front door bust open, and you knew you had to hurry. You jumped and landed on your feet, only to stumble afterward. Your feet stung, but that wasn't important. You couldn't stay here for long.

You looked at the fence separating your house and your neighbor's house. That was a start. You used all your strength to hop over the fence, scraping your leg in the process. Again, that couldn't matter right now.

You took out your phone, texting your boyfriend.

You ~ Are you awake?

My World ~ Always for you 💕💕

My World ~ Why what's up

You ~ Meet me at the school

My World ~ Is there something wrong?

You ~ Please hurry

My World ~ On my way

You put on your bra. You knew you'd be slower running without it on. When you got there you hid behind the brick fence in case any Ghoulies pass by.

As the adrenaline dissolved, the pain in your leg grew. You looked down at it as you sat on the ground. It was bigger than you thought, and bleeding. The pain came back as well, this time stronger.

Soon you heard a motorcycle engine, but didn't move. It could be a Ghoulie looking for you. "Y/n?" You heard Sweet Pea's voice, and stood up, running to him and wrapping him in a hug. "Holy crap your leg!"

You brought your hands to his cheeks for him to look at your face. "Can we please get out of here?" He nodded and the two of you both got on his bike and drove to his trailer. When you got off, you felt two strong arms pick you up. "Pea-"

"No. You're hurt." You sighed and leaned into him. Not only did you need this, but he did as well. He just wanted to help you as much as possible.

He gently get you down and got out his first aid kit. "This is really going to sting." He poured the hydrogen peroxide on the wound, making it sting like crazy. Your breath hitched, but you maintained your posture. He wrapped a bandage over it and reached up to kiss you. "Feeling a little better?"

You nodded. He then texted Jughead, causing both him and FP to storm in about a minute later. "What the hell happened?" FP demanded.

You sat up on the couch. "So funny story." Jughead and his dad both gave you a look. "Don't give me that look, I didn't do anything wrong. Anyways, I was about to go to bed when I saw the Ghoulies outside. So I crawled out of the window and hopped neighbor's fence for them not to find me, which is how I got cut. I texted Sweets to meet me at the school, and he did. I don't know why they were there, but they were."

"You think it could be because of us?" Jughead asked.

"Maybe." FP responded. If only they really knew the reason as to why they came looking for you. "Alright, listen kid." He said to you. "You're not going to school tomorrow. You need to heal and hide. I'll call the school since I'm your emergency contact." He then turned towards Sweet Pea. "Same goes for you boy. I want you to watch her and take care of her tomorrow."

Sweet Pea nodded. As you and Jughead began to talk, FP pulled Sweet Pea to the side. "I want to take extra care of her. You know as well as I do how special of a person she is."

Sweet Pea nodded. "Yeah, I'll take great care of her tomorrow."

"Not just tomorrow, tonight."

He seemed shocked at what FP was saying. "You're letting her stay here tonight?"

"I'm not the one she texted, you were boy. She feels safe right now, and that's the way I want to keep it." He then put a firm hand on his shoulder, gripping it. "But let me be clear. If you try anything bad with her, all you'll be doing is hurting her. And when she's hurt, I come in. You don't want me to come in."

Sweet Pea shook his head. "I'll treat her with respect, like she wants."

He patted his shoulder. "Good kid. She was right, I could trust you."

He smiled and looked at you. What did you see in him? You were so good to him, and you always knew how to make him better. Nobody else thought of him as anything other than a Southside thug, but you always saw him as so much more. He didn't care how much baggage you had, he'd carry it all for you.

Soon they left, and Sweet Pea scooped you up from the couch and carried you princess style. "Don't you think this is a bit much Pea?"

"Not for you babe." He set you down on the bed and gave you a peck. "I love you so much." He whispered.

"You're so adorable Sweets." You put your hands on his cheeks. "I'm so glad I'm the only one who gets to see you like this."

He smiled. "Like what?"

"So gentle and sweet. Always being careful and trying your best to make things better for me." He took his shoes off and crawled in the bed with you, wrapping his arms around you and dozing off to your warmth.

You woke up to an empty bed. Rubbing your eyes, you sat up. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and out came Sweet Pea with a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was covering his eyes and in a wet mess, although the rest of his body had been dried off. He looked your way before saying "Morning."

You lazily smiled. "Good morning." He laughed at how adorable you looked. Your smile quickly went away as he dropped his towel. "Holy crap!" You looked down and covered your sight of his with your hand. "Pea!"

"What?" He laughed. "You've seen me naked before."

"Yeah, but still!" Your face was burning.

"Still what?" He said, amusement in his voice. "Is it that big that it still surprises you?"

"Ha ha Sweets." You said. "Pretty confident when I'm your first too."

He chuckled. "That's why I'm so confident." He didn't miss the small smile that appeared in between your rosey cheeks.

He then walked right next to you, you at eye level with his junk. You widened your eyes, staring at the fairly big item hanging in front of you for a bit before looking at your smiling boyfriend. You glared at him as he happily looked down at you, never breaking eye contact as he opened the drawer next to you with his boxers inside, grabbing a pair and putting it on.

He then put clothes on, going up to you for a kiss before you pushed him away. "What? Is it because of me naked?"

"No, it's just that I got morning breath." You said. He looked at you to see if you were joking, but you were serious.

"I don't care."

"You should!" He then tried to get near you, you pushing away and shoving your face in the bed. He heard a muffled no and chuckled. He sat beside you, moving your hair and kissing the back of your neck.

"I woke up early so I could get you some stuff at the store. You have a toothbrush in there by the way."

You tucked some hair being your ear as you sat up. "Thank you."

"No problem." He said, sitting down and touching your leg from over the blanket. Your breath hitched, and he realized that he touched your injured leg. "Oh crap, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure babe?! I don't think so."

"Sweets, I'm fine. Promise." You smiled, grabbing his hand.

"I brought clothes." He swung your hand. "Toni gave me a pair for you. I told her to get comfy clothes, and she gave me this bag."

You opened the bag to see a pair of sweatpants with a relatively smaller waist area and a crop top sweater. "Oh Toni." You sighed.

You got up, ushering Sweet Pea out of the bedroom and closing the door to change. Once you put the outfit on, you felt uncomfortably comfortable. The sweater was warm, but it showed your stomach. The sweatpants didn't rub against your leg, but the waist part felt too small and it hung low, revealing your v line.

You got out and went to get some cereal, and felt Sweet Pea's arms wrap around your stomach. "I like it. It's hot."

"Well aren't you very touchy feely today." You said, turning around. He looked as if you had caught him in some horrible act. "Pea it's fine. I love you showing your love. It's so romantic." She then smiled, looking at your lips before kissing you.

As you and your boyfriend spent the day together, the Ghoulies were looking for you. Jughead noticed that they were standing outside of the school, then waiting for something at Pop's. He and FP swung by your house to find that it was spray painted on the garage door, saying We have a message for you.

It was when the Jones' couldn't go into their trailer that they were face to face with them. Two trucks were parked in front of the trailer, and Serpents started coming out to speculate. When the two of them rode to their trailer, Penny stood up from the back of the truck. "Finally! I was wondering when I was going to get some hospitality."

"What do you want Penny?" Jughead demanded.

"I came to speak to one of your girls. You know you really have a lot of girls by your side. The Topaz chick, the cutesy little Northsider-"

"Watch it." He pointed at her.

"Relax, I'm just here for the third one. The one with the daddy issues."

"Whatever you have to say to her goes by me," FP said. "So spit it out."

"Oh FP, don't make me search your trailer."

He walked past a bunch of Ghoulies, going to his trailer and opening the door. "Be my guest." He smiled. During this time Fangs decided to face time Sweet Pea so both of you could watch what was going on.

Penny and Malachi searched the trailer, not finding you anywhere. "I got to hand it to you Jug," Penny sighed. "You always do pick the clever ones. Or, at least two of them are."

"She got away from you guys. You aren't as smart as you thought. Get over it, now what do you want with her?"

You and Sweet Pea were anxiously waiting for Penny to say something. But the next words that came out of her mouth made your stomach drop, and you felt a huge fear inside of you that you hadn't felt in a very long time.

"It's a message from her dad. He's going to be released next week, and he says that he misses his little girl."

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Author's Note: I'm sorry that there wasn't really a lot going on in this chapter.

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[anochuu]

When we quarrel

⤷ Genre: Angst, Fluff

⤷ Min Yoongi x Reader (Oneshot)

⤷ Summary: Sometimes our emotions can get carried away

Having a period was not the best time of the month. It maybe bring a positive high into your vibe nor it could give you the baddest mood if looks can kill people right from your eyes.You sat grumbling on the couch as once in a while your eyes took glances at the clock ticking and hanging on the wall right across from the room.

The aching on your lower abdomen-detailedly in your pelvic region adds more migraine to your head that is now pounding hard resonating throughout.It is past curfew time,you thought. And why is your husband have not gone home yet?

Right on cue you had just think that way,the door out of the apartment you two lived in opened as the system went 'clicky-cling' signing someone had just entered in and the light lit up by it.

You heard shoes that ade carelessly dropped onto the floor and the shuffling of the person as it gets nearer to where you are currently sitting on the couch. Your eyes snap up when the figure you have waited finally appear right across the room and when he sets his eyes on you,you could clearly see a visible jolt of surprise for a second there;startling him as he place a hand over his heart,

"Holy shit, you gave me a fright." He heaves out a deep relief sigh knowing it is just you.

But you being peevishly annoyed at his voice right now could only throw death daggers at the male and he who noticed your silence and with that looks of yours,knew something is up,

"Uh—babe,is something wrong?"

"Where have you been? It is past your curfew.” your voice trails off after a long silence,crossing arms in front of your chest and sitting cross-legged on the couch.

Yoongi rose an eyebrow,he tilt his body around lightly just to take a glance at the clock hanging on the wall where you keep on looking at earlier,

"The—curfew’s at 10 p.m? I thought it's suppose to be on 11,no?" he sheepishly grins at you that made your blood boils more and the aching on your lower abdomen gets worsen.

"This is the third time,Min Yoongi! Are you even sure you're not off and about to get some drinks with your co-workers!?" you raise your voice much to his surprise.

Now seeing you mad is rather a rare occasion and getting worked up over some incoherent reason.

"What?" His forehead creased;

"I work my ass off and stayed back at the office and you said i'm off drinking?"

You scoffs,now standing up straight from the couch; "Oh yeah? Then explain the smell of smoking whiff on your yesterday's suit,"

He groans; "I told you it is not from the club! Namjoon asked me to smoke and so i did,and that is all!"

"Liar!" You being overly stubborn-headed spat right at him almost instantly after his short explanation.

You believed him,heck you are sure as hell he would never cheat on you but now that you are this far you will not hurt your ego back not to mention the period got your mood went hot-headed blood pressure.

The male sighs once more for the umpteenth time for today and now with you acting strange got him at the edge of the line. He rake his fingers through his hair locks,

"(Y/n),i'm tired—let's just stop this ridiculous argument and gets some sleep alright?"

But seeing you only staring-or more like glaring onto the ground to burn a hole and kept quiet,Yoongi’s shoulder slump as he lets out another sigh but in inaudibly. He then made his way over to you and as soon as he stood in front of you,he lowers his hand just to grab yours.

But as he was about to touch you,you yank your hand away from him and spun your heel around;stomping your way ahead from the male to the bedroom you two shared.

Yoongi placed both hands on his hips as he shook his head frustratedly and tries to comprehend what is going on with your usual attitude whilst he loosen up his tie that circles around his collar rather harshly before taking it off and threw it carelessly on the couch.

He then follow you suit in to the bedroom and just to see you had lied down on the other side of the bed with your back facing him.He closes the door and then the light.Not even bothering to change his white shirt and pants back to more of a comfortable clothes,he then lied himself down on the empty side of the bed and facing the other way resulting you two's back are facing each other.

The clock ticking was the only noise produce within the silent atmosphere and it manage to slowly drift the male off to his dreamland. But not to the continuous shuffling weight he heard and felt on the other latter's side. His eyebrows furrowed and for a moment the movement stopped and he would have thought in relief and go back to sleep which only felt a few minutes of closing eyes.

Then again, she shuffles,

"Can you stop moving?" He complaint, but only silence is answered from her.

While on the other hand you could only toss here and there in hoping the pain subsided and god,why does it hurt so much now of all times? You glance to the side whose back is facing you and for sure he is mad at you right now.

Stifling moan of pain coming out of your mouth,you tried to stop moving for a while just until to make sure Yoongi’s breathing went in and out slowly as a sign he has fallen asleep.

Once you confirm he is,you got up from the bed as quiet as you could and left the room with your heart in your mouth not even bothering to close the door.You waste no time as you slump your hectic body down onto the couch and your hands automatically clenches on top of your abdomen.

"God.." you sigh heavily,the cramp is seriously getting worsen

You try to sat up and face the clock,studying it to see what time is it again?

The beads of sweats starts to form around your forehead and temples considering the symptoms of having period always causes fever for you.

You did not realise the figure approaching you from behind before encircling their arms around you,pulling you to his embrace.

"Idiot,just tell me if you're in pain."

You could only stay in silence before speaking up, "Aren't you suppose to sleep?"

"How could i fall asleep right after we argued?"

You pull away from him and just to halt around to face him properly, "Sorry," you apologize;

"My mood got carried away..”

"I know," he hummed whilst pulling you onto his lap and close the gap between you two

"You and your bad mood—i've dated you quite a long time ago lets me know your attitude,"

You pursued your lips and kneeled between his legs, "Sorry," you apologize again,

"The cramps are killing me" you hissed in pain,

Yoongi then duck his head down,hugging your hips as he buried his face on the warmth of your belly,

"What're you doing?"

"Healing your pain." his voice muffled but clear enough for you to hear him.

You rolled your eyes but you still could not help to smile by his cuteness.And then an idea popped into your mind like a bulb.Though his face always comes off as a rude and stoic man, deep down he is just a boy with soft and fluffy heart.

"I know how,"

With that,Yoongi tilt his head up to see you looking down at him, "How?" he asks,

"Go buy me chocolate and ice cream."

"What!? At this time!?" almost instantly he lets go of his hold from you,

"Oh pleaseeee~! I'm craving for 'em so much right now!" you drag your voice along as you plead

"No,you're crazy."

You stuck your bottom lip out and shot him the glaze look over your eyes and bats your eyelashes in attempt to make him grant your pleas.

Sighing heavily one last time,he got up from the couch,  "Fine,what flavours do you want?"

"Yeah! You're the best!" you flail both arms into the air

"I better be," he snorted; "Just because i love you,alright—or else i might have throw you out of the window right now."

"Mhm,love you too." the end of your lip pulls into a small smirk.

He went to grab his both wallet and phone which placed on the table near the exit door,

"I'll be back—"

"Oh,and buy me pads please!" you yelled yet before he could finish his own sentence.

"....ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?"

                                        -Bonus Ending-

"Which one is the 'Wings' brand!?" Yoongi hissed on the phone on his hand while the other free one hovering around the section of the ladies' pads.

"Jesus,i never knew girls' pads have to be in a lot of brands," he mutters underneath his breath.

"Just take any 'Wings' brand," you uttered nonchalantly through the phone,

"What the fuck—which is why i did not know which one is better!" this time not realising he spoke in much higher tone causing two female customers who stood a few meters away from him to stare at him obviously,

He who clearly notice this pops a vein on his temple, "What the hell you looking at?"

You heard faintly by the shout of his voice and making you laugh to your heart's content and imagining the red heat on his face and ears.Taking mental note to yourself to shower him with kisses as soon as he walks right in through that door.

[ghostinthebathroom13]

Date Night Pt. 2

Okay, so a lot of people enjoyed the first Date Night so I figured I'd make this one. The first one is fine to read on it's own, that's how I wrote it. This is just extra content, basically. 😌

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The elevator opened up to my floor of Addison apartments. My face was wet with tears. Larry was so great in the beginning of our relationship, and I didn't think that would have changed so quickly.

"Fuck Larry." I say out loud this time, speaking to the dark and empty hall. I was fumbling with my key card to get through the door when the apartment door to the left of me opened.

"Hey, y/n." A boy with almost orange hair and glasses emerged.

"Hi, Todd." I say, sniffling, still not being able to get the damn card in the door the right way. Our conversation didn't last much longer than that, with Todd walking off, seeming too busy to pay attention to what I was doing. "Bye, Todd?"

Finally, I heard the lock click open and it let me through. God, fuck this fucking door. Fuck literally everything. I sighed and walked towards my bathroom to shower and take off the makeup that was itching my face like crazy. My phone buzzed with a text from Ashley.

"Hey, are you ok? Larry just called me and he's freaking out, because he thinks you're mad at him??"

"I am mad at him. He's a jerk. Tonight was date night, just us, and when I showed up, he didn't even remember he made plans with me."

I sent the text off, and sat my phone down, not really sure whether I wanted to respond again or not. I stripped and hopped into the shower, standing under the stream of water, letting it mix with my tears. I'm not mad he was stoned, I'm not mad he was with Sal. I'm mad he talked to me the way he did, and the fact he couldn't even be bothered to remember our plans.

Ashley told me she would talk to him, and more power to her, but I certainly wasn't. Not tonight anyways. And as soon as the thought finished running through my mind, I heard a frantic knock on my door. I shut the water off hesitantly, my mind running off into the most horrible things it could muster up. I was naked and vulnerable and not ready for a fight, if it came to that. "Uh, yeah, h-hang on! I'm coming."

The person on the other side of the door didn't say anything, so I scrambled to get dressed. Throwing on a shirt and some pants, and tossing my towel into the basket in the corner of the room, I reached the front door. I, of course, looked into the peephole first. It was Larry, speak of the devil.

"No, go the fuck away. I don't want to talk to you, dude." I refused to unlock the door.

"Y/n, come on. I'm sorry. Let me come in and talk to you. Please. I even called Ash and told her how badly I fucked up and we both know she's gonna kick my ass for that."

"I heard, she texted me too. Said you were panicking." I definitely had a smirk on my face, and I hoped he could hear it in my voice. I opened the door a little, to look at him face to face.

"Larry, go back to your apartment. I've showered, gotten into pjs, and I'm going to bed. I don't care about date night anymore. You're off the hook." My voice wavered a bit and I silently cursed myself.

"I-...I don't want to be off the hook. I want you to tell me I fucked up. And I KNOW I did. I'm sorry. I didn't forget our plans because I didn't care. I didn't think you wanted to do it anymore. We talked about it like, weeks ago, and I should have noticed how excited you were about it, and I'm sorry. Please let me in?"

I didn't know what to say, so I just shut the door and stood there for a second. I wasn't going to immediately forgive him, but I guess I could let him in.

"Okay, Larry, you can co-" The sentence wasn't even fully out of my mouth before he was in the living room, scooping me up into his arms and planting kisses all over my face.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I love you so much, don't ever get that mad at me again. I was stressing, Sal even told me it was fucked. Fuck I'm sorry."

Did I hear him right? He said he loved me?

His face went red when he realized what he said. My face was red. Everybody was embarrassed.

"Uh, I mean...I like you. Totally. Yeah, that's what I meant, I just like you. A lot. Tooootally."

"Larry, I love you too, ya big dummy. And if you EVER forget our plans again, we're actually fighting next time." He sits me down and is smiling softly.

"Okay, I won't. I promise. Pinky promise. Cross my heart, even! I definitely meant to say I love you, and I'm relieved you feel the same way. I love you. Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou!"

"I love you too, Larry. Now, do you wanna just stand here in my living room or go cuddle and watch scary movies?" He was already halfway down the hallway.

"Oh you already know what I wanna do babe!" His giggles linger after him. I smile and follow him, shutting my bedroom door.

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This was sorta rushed, but I hope you guys like this one. I'm not very good at writing sappy romantic things, but I really tried. Haha. This is finished now, but if you guys want anything else, my inbox is open 💕

[creekqueen27]

Control (Pennywise) 2

[I always listen to music, mainly one song during writing a chapter to get the feels really going. This is the one I mainly listened to during writing this chapter. It's different for every chapter. I'll be posting them, happy reading <3]

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The necessities. That's all that were packed away in the few suitcases that used to lay in the back of the large closet, collecting dust. A new apartment awaited the arrival of it's new occupant, on the more dangerous side of town. The perfect place to settle into. The pictures that hung on the walls, all the false happiness within the memories. It still burns to look at them. The pure, true hope that I had.. pure stupidity. I shake my head as I exit the home-his home. This was no longer my place. As I drove the small, slightly beaten up car across town it was deadly silent around me. The perfect way to drown in my emotions. I boiled in negativity all the way into the apartment. The anger finally rising to the surface. A few things were unpacked here and there. Pacing and thinking occupied most of my time. Deciding on the first victim took a bit of thought as I scrolled through photos of his friends. The smartphone had a photo of a smiling young man on the screen, my first target. His work friend, who first introduced him to his new lover. "Brian.." I mumble to myself. What a mistake you've made. You poor, poor soul. You have no idea what's coming to you.

I get an outfit ready, knowing where he'd be tonight. He'd always go out on the weekends with 'the boys from work'. I was probably cheated on nearly every weekend and I didn't even know it. I may just have quite a feast tonight. In fact... I fully intend to.

I go to Brian's usual weekend hang out spot, a little bar near the edge of town. I walk up to the door and enter, nearly immediately spotting him with a trio of guys. I purposefully walk by them slowly, hearing a few whispers about my body. I smirk to myself and sit at the bar by myself, ordering a drink. I grow bored when I realize they're going to be a while. I pass by them again to exit the bar, giving them a good show on the way out, raising my shirt up a bit and doing a sexual gesture before motioning them outside. I doubt Brian even remembers me, if he does, he'd be too drunk to realize it- until it's too late.

I stand outside, waiting for them to exit the small bar. Finally, I recognize a few guys stumbling out of the door. One, two, three, four... yummy. I am pretty hungry.

"I could stand to spoil myself to a nice meal tonight." I smirk to myself as I purposefully strut over to them leaving my spot underneath the streetlight, careful to keep my face partially hidden in the shadows of my long hair. I hear two of them whistle at me as I sway my hips. Idiots.

"You boys wanna have some fun?" I asked in a flirty voice while pushing my chest out.

"Hell yeah baby!" One said. There was slurred agreement all around. I smirked to myself. Quite a feast, indeed.

"Follow me, I know somewhere we can go where we won't be interrupted." I say with a giggle. I start down the sidewalk, towards the edge of town and farther away from the city. "It's not much farther." I say as I hear one of them whisper a complaint on the length of the journey.

"Why do we have to go so far?" He asks, slurring his speech. I stop and turn around, running my hands down my chest and stopping at my sides.

"I'm a screamer. I get pretty loud. You boys look promising, I'm sure I won't be disappointed. I don't want to be interrupted either." I say in a sultry voice. He immediately perks up and quickens his pace. I smile at his actions, so eager. I can't help but giggle a bit. I go across the road and towards the woods, taking them close to the creek around the barrens. No one will hear them here.

I walk to the edge of the creek and stop, turning to look at them. The moon is so bright tonight, I can see them perfectly. I smile at them, they're standing in a near perfect line watching me intensely.

"Are you gonna strip for us first babe?" Brian asks. I giggle and bite my finger, feeling my fangs begin to come out. I walk over to him, slowly while swaying my hips. I circle around him while touching his chest lightly. I repeat this with each one, feeling an odd and sudden sensation of being watched. I ignore it and continue. I couldn't be identified even I am being watched. No one would believe the truth, anyway.

I convince myself to continue with my plan. I get to the tallest one, he looks the fastest. I put my hands on his face and bring his head down to mine. Just as he thinks I'm going to kiss him, I lunge for his neck biting and ripping with my teeth. Warm, beautiful blood begins spewing everywhere. The rest of the guys have a delayed reaction because of the alcohol in their system, but they scatter once they realize what just happened.

"Crazy bitch!" One screams as he tries running for the hill. I'm faster, I catch up to him grab his ankle, successfully crushing the bone and immobilizing him; at least until I can have my full attention on him. I look frantically for Brian as the anger rises more and more, seeing him running across the creek. I target him, my speed faster than that of a human. I tackle him into the creek, smelling his blood. He must have hit a sharp rock hard, the water is already turning red. I catch a faint scent of someone-something..

I open my mouth, and dig my teeth into his jugular, drinking him down quickly. I feel the smooth, warm blood in my throat, a delightful feeling. The one with the broken ankle is struggling hard, the tall one is dead, I'm drinking Brian.. where's the other-

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!" I hear the fourth one scream in pure terror while falling next to the one with the broken ankle. I stop drinking, Brian's long dead, and turn to look at what's going on. I see a tall silhouette lunge at my food. Blood goes everywhere. That must have been who I was smelling. Not only did they take one of my foods, but they started attacking the one with the broken ankle too!

"Hey! What the hell! They're mine!" I scream over to them in anger, completely offended. "I got them here, get your own!" I call as I begin walking over. I hear a- what I can only describe as maniacal- giggle as they stand to their full height. Much, much taller than me. I can't see their face, tilted down and hidden in shadows. Definitely not human, though. Is that red hair?

"Well, you're more than welcome to try to take them back from me." A male voice with a slight lisp says happily. Maybe I shouldn't push my luck...

I sigh angrily, nearly growling. I can't fucking believe this. "I don't want to have to hurt you, too." I lie. Honestly, I'm a little nervous. I'm not sure if I can take him or not. He's bigger than me, and seems to be much stronger than me too. I have no idea what he is. Is he even a he?

"Oh, are you going to hurt me?" He laughs, nearly mocking me, "That's not very likely" He says arrogantly, a slight lisp still in his voice. I roll my eyes and stare at him. What an ass. Something catches my eye, a red balloon floating towards me. I glance at between it and him, not sure what's going on anymore. The balloon gets closer and closer until it's right in front of me. It slowly spins, printed words revealing a message before suddenly popping and two of my victims, along with that arrogant thief, are gone. I look around me in every direction, searching for any sign of any of them.

Nothing. It's like they disappeared into thin air. I roll my eyes and look back at Brian lying in the creek, little to no blood left in his body as the water is tinted a beautiful shade of red. I walk over to the tall guy laying on the creek bank with his jugular ripped out. I sigh as he, too, has little to no blood. I'm not starving, in fact I'm quite full.. but I'm still pissed off.

"What in the hell just happened? Who was that?!" I sigh angrily while walking back towards town, towards my new apartment. A shower intended for relaxation turns to a nearly obsessive, repetitive brainstorming session. He wasn't one of me.. he ate their flesh..

Where did he come from?

How long was he watching us?

Has he always been here in Derry?

Why did he eat their flesh?

What is he??

I turn off the water that's going cold quickly, these questions still running through my mind as I dry myself off and get dressed. I stretch before crawling into bed and grabbing my phone, looking through social media. I smile as I read a post about a party in two nights. A good way to sharpen my hunting skills again.. I think with a smile, hopeful that I might run into someone on my drink list and just kill two birds with one stone. Should I make the new lovers the next ones; or should I make them watch as everyone around them that had a hand in my pain, dies? Decisions, decisions... Just before sleep overtakes me, my mind wonders back to the creek around the barrens. The thief.. what kind of creature could he be.. and how dangerous is he to me? Should I be worried.. cautious?

The last thing running through my mind is the strange message on the balloon...

"We belong..."

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Okay guys, so I know it's a little rough but there will be more of our favorite guy in the next chapter and he's obviously gonna be a regular in the chapters. I plan on having his 'human' form involved just about as much as his 'clown' form. Also, of course, this in the fanfiction universe so please don't get too bent out of shape that his entire being isn't like it is in the novel (Which I haven't read all the way through.)

Comments, suggestions, requests for oneshots, let me know <3

[i-purple-you9598]

BTS · You Fall Asleep On Him ·

GIF’s aren´t mine, credits to the owner

KIM SEOKJIN

You were lying on the couch with your head resting on your boyfriend's lap while watching a movie in the living room. That afternoon you had an amazing time with Jin. A few hours before, you were leaving exhausted from work, your boss seemed to have a bad day and has spent his time embittering others.You just wanted to get home and relax all the weekend. When you opened the door you found your boyfriend in the kitchen cooking dinner. You approached him and hugged him from behind while you kissed his back.

“You know I love you right?”

“ I know babe”

He turned around to hug you tight “have a shower while I finish cooking, okay? And after dinner we can watch a movie if you want.” you nod in response.

And there you were, watching a movie with a blanket over you. You were focused on the film when you noticed that you were slowly closing your eyes until you completely fell asleep. After a few minutes Jin looked down because of your deep breathing and delicately pushed back some strands of hair that fell on your face, he smiled sweetly and kissed your forehead before taking you in his arms securely to bring you to your room.

MIN YOONGI / SUGA

With a coffee in your hand you head towards the “Genius Lab”, you haven’t seen Yoongi for a while, so you decided that after work/school you would visit him at the studio. As soon as you enter to the studio, he turns around to look at you while you get closer and you give him his favourite coffee with a smile plastered in your face.

“Thanks love” says with his gummy smile and giving you a chaste kiss on your lips as he made you sit on his lap. You surround his waist with your arms while laying your head in the space between his shoulder and neck.

“How much time would it take you to finish it?” you ask, curl up in against his body.

“I still have a little left, you can wait at home if you want, you must be tired” He looks you in the eyes while it caresses your cheek delicately. You shake your head "I'm a bit tired, but I'll wait until you finish."

He hugs you tighter against him (if that is possible) bringing his chair closer to the table to continue working with you still sitting on his lap. Time passed and because of the fatigue and your boyfriends body heat you ended up asleep hugging him.

One hour later Yoongi finished his work "Jagi, I've finished, we can go home" when he didn’t hear an answer, he knew you fell asleep on him. Yoongi gently carried you and laid you on the couch that was in the studio, took a blanket and laid down beside you covering both of you while he cuddled you. A few minutes later he fell asleep next to you.

J-HOPE

With Hoseok being on Tour, your daily routine was going to work and when your schedule was finished, going back home; that was your routine of the last few weeks. You miss him so much. When you arrived to your apartment, you took off your shoes and lay down on the sofa, you didn’t have any energy at all, you closed your eyes so you could rest a little before start cooking dinner. A phone-call made you open your eyes “<3 Hobi <3  calling…” you get up quickly with a bright smile appeared in your face before taking the call.

 “Hey Hobi, how are you?”  “I’m fine princess, a bit tired, but talking to you makes my day”  a slight blush appears on your cheeks as you laugh softly “I bet you're blushing, right now”  “I’m not!!” “I have known you for a while now to know when you're lying babe” a sigh comes from you “ I miss you so much Hobi, you can’t imagine how much I need you right now” you say as tears form in your eyes. “ Aww I miss you too…” stops talking when he hears your sobs “ No, no sweetheart don’t cry please” he begs you, trying to calm you down.

You hadn't noticed the noise the door had made when it closed “I can’t see you cry” says before hanging up the call. Your hands covered your face and soft sobs came from you without being able to control it. You perceive arms around your waist and firmly attract you towards his shaped chest.You didn’t need to look at who he was, you could recognize that touch anywhere. You hug him back tightly and bury your face in his chest.Puts both hands on your jaw and lifts your face sweetly “Hey princess I’m here okay? I'm here” cleans the tears that are falling down your cheeks. He looks into your eyes, no words were needed, he hugs you again, hugs you again without leaving a separation between you two, your face now buried in his neck.When he noticed that you had calmed down he looked at you, when he saw you asleep, a smile escaped his lips. “I won't leave you alone for so long, I promise” Whispers while caressing your cheek.

KIM NAMJOON

Definitely you will go crazy, all week studying but it seemed that the theory didn't want to enter your head, you were going to end up banging your head with the book to know if you are able to memorize something in that way.You sigh, tightly closing the textbook you had on the desk and start beating yourself lightly against it.

“If you continue doing that you’re going to hurt yourself”  

“I know Nam, but I’m getting stressed, I’m not able to memorize this, and the exam is tomorrow!”  you rub your temples trying to take the pressure off it.

“You need to relax baby, take a break it will help you” says getting behind your chair and massaging your back.

“ I can’t Joon, I don’t have time to rest, I need to pass this test” you say opening your textbook again. Nam worried about you, you rip the textbook from your hands and leave it on one of the highest shelves. “Kim Namjoon... ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!” you say shocked, you stand up of your chair and start jumping trying recovering your book.

“You’re overworking yourself Y/N, you need to rest, if you continue like this you will end up with a headache and tomorrow you won’t be able to concentrate 100% on the exam” he says seriously, staring as you sit on the edge of your bed. He sits on the bed with his back resting on the headboard, you approach him and lean your head on his chest while you hug him.

“You know everything, you have studied a lot, you only need rest a little okay?”  you hum in response closing your eyes as he caresses your hair. When you finally got asleep he kisses your forehead and covers you both with a quilt.

PARK JIMIN

“Y/N babe I’m Home” says with a tired voice. He has been rehearsing so much, all the boys are working so hard for the next comeback. You stay up late to be with him at least few minutes before going to sleep. He told you many times to not wait awake for him, because he didn’t know what time he would be back home, but that is a discussion he never won.

“Jiminie” you kissed his plum lips “ How were the rehearsals?”  you ask taking his sport bag of his hands and leaving it on the kitchen counter.

“They gone well, but right now I’m exhausted and with a terrible back ache” says hugging you from behind. “What?!, I’m going to prepare you a warm bath, wait a minute” you walk quickly to the bathroom Jimin following you. “Jagi, you don’t have to…” You open the hot water tap and wait for it to fill up. “Shut up, take out your shirt and shit here” pointing to the stool that is next to you.

“If you want to see me naked you only have to say it baby girl” stares at you  with a pervert look  whereas he takes off his shirt, you stared at his abs for a second, and you shake your head “Sit down please” you stand behind him and start massaging his back. Soft sighs come out his mouth. “If I’m hurting you tell me please” you said worried “It’s okey princess, you’re not hurting me” takes your hand and kisses your knuckles. “The water is ready, I’m gonna leave you alone so you can relax” he takes your hand interlacing your fingers “Take a bath with me please, you need to relax too” you nod with your head to start removing your clothes. 

So there you were, with your back pressed against his firm chest, your head on his shoulder and eyes closed. His arms around your waist as he kiss your temple, your breath become deeper, he looks at you with glowing eyes. He kiss your nose trying to wake you up, you open your eyes slowly “Baby, you have fallen asleep” you groan “Let’s go to bed”, he grabs a towel and surrounds you with it as soon as you get out of the bathtub. It takes you to the bed and covers you both  with the sheet, after a few minutes you fall deeply asleep.

Kim Taehyung / V

You and Tae have been in the train for a few hours. You two are heading to his parents house to finally meet them but due to the long ride Taehyung made you take the 8:30 A.M. train, meaning that you woke up pretty early in the morning after working late and it left you exhausted. Everything for you boyfriend though, you have want to meet his parents for awhile now so this was an opportunity that you couldn’t waste.

“Babe, Do you want something to eat? I’m going to buy a water bottle” Ask Tae standing up to go and find the lady with the trolley full of foods and drinks.

“Coffee. Lots of Coffee” You say trying not to yawn. Your boyfriend laughs while leaving and you take your phone out of your purse to check what time is it, but you end up checking everything but the time for the next five minutes until Taehyung appears next to you with two water bottles and a bag of fries. “You’re back” You say with tired enthusiasm grabbing the bag and opening it.

“Yep. And since we have a few hours of journey left why don’t we listen to some music?” He proposes opening his water bottle to take a ship.

“Yes please.” You agree unlocking your phone and opening your favorite playlist with one hand while you try to find Tae’s earphones in his jacket’s left pocket. When you do it Taehyung takes your phone and chooses a random song.

Soon after that you start to fall asleep between good music and food so you lay your head on your boyfriend's shoulder in order to be more comfortable and you notice how his body warmth is helping you fall completely asleep.

JEON JUNGKOOK 

It was a cold evening, Jungkook and you were playing video games in the dorm while sharing a fluffy blanket. You two were very close so you were pushing and laughing at each other in a very competitive way that the both of you were enjoying.

That was until you got tired and laid on his shoulder leaving the controller at one side.

Jungkook was so concentrated he didn’t even noticed you staring at him, he look so handsome that you couldn’t help but imagine your future with him. How could he be so perfect?

In the middle of your thoughts you wrapped yourself with the blanket as much as you could while also enjoying the smell of your boyfriend, and that helped you to feel more relaxed than before. Suddenly your eyes closed and started to dream about a BTS concert were you had a backstage ticket.

Funny is that Jungkook didn’t noticed you were sleeping until he started to feel thirsty and asked you several times you go grab a glass of water for him, but since you didn’t answer or move he looked at your direction and saved his game for later as fast as he could. Jungkook engulfed you both with the blanket and happily cuddled you since there was nothing better than having you in his arms. Not even a video game.

[iamknicole]

Wait ... Before You Hit Me

Parental Paragraphs

Eli's parents didn't care when they found out he was having sex as long as he didn't bring babies home. And Koda had almost died when his parents caught him. Milo knew they would care and he didn't want to think about what would happen if he got caught. So being the smart (and scary) child that he is, Milo decided to sit down with his parents.

"What did you do?" Jey asked right off the bat.

Milo had asked both of his parents to meet him in the living room after Simba got to sleep.

"I didn't do anything. I just wanted to talk, you guys said I could come to you guys so here we are."

"Let me rephrase your daddy's question. What are you planning on doing?"

Milo stood in front of them, hands clasped together. He was so nervous, his palms were sweating. There was no turning back now though and he didn't want to disappoint his girlfriend.

"I'm gonna have sex. Me and Aunastee."

Both parents busted out laughing. They knew their child was goofy but not this goofy. "Boy, please. You don't even want to talk about sex with your father but you think you're ready to have it. Get out my face."

"I know what this is," Jey chuckled, "Your cousins having sex and you feel left out. You don't really wanna have sex, Lo, you just think you do."

"I'm foreal. We're gonna have sex. We're ready." He argued respectfully as he could.

Apryl got up from the sofa still laughing. She kissed her son's head before leaving the room. Frustration ran through Milo's veins but he wouldn't speak on it. Jey scratched his head, staring at his son.

"Just because I gave you condoms doesn't mean you have to use them, Lo."

"I know but I'm ready, Dad. I am."

"How you know?" Jey asked then stood from the sofa.

"I just do. And so is she. We wanna do this and we're going to."

"You're not like your cousins, Lo. It's a lot that comes with having sex. They're not as emotional as you, you can't handle it."

There wasn't anymore room for conversation and Milo knew it. His parents had shut him down but he wasn't backing down from his decision. Him and Aunastee were going to have sex if it killed him.

"So they just walked out? No discussion?"

"Basically. But I expected that."

The young couple sat in Milo's black Honda Civic in the driveway of his house. They had gone on a date to the movies while his parents and Simba had gone to his aunt's house. He knew they would be gone for awhile, his mama's sister never knew when to stop talking.

Aunastee undid her seatbelt, smiling as she got out the car. Milo followed her slightly confused. When they got to the door, she took his keys from his pocket unlocking the door. Again, he followed her through the house and up to his room.

"What are you doing?" He asked as she looked around and took her jacket off.

"Getting comfortable, dork. What does it look like?" She laughed.

"Um, why? I thought you were goin home, Auni."

She approached him still laughing, kissing his face in between laughs. He kissed her back, his confusion slightly wavering.

"That was before I knew my sister was going to be there. And your people are gone so," she paused to kick her shoes off, "Now's a good time."

"Baby, I want to, I really do. But," he sighed as she kissed his neck still smiling.

"But nothing, Milo. You promised me something and now you're gonna deliver."

The absolution in her voice had turned him on. He liked when she tried to take control. Milo gently pushed his girlfriend onto his bed forgetting about the mess he made when he got dressed. He started to kiss her neck until she wiggled away from him.

"What's wrong?"

She pushed him up and sat up with him. "Not in here though. Issa mess, babe."

"Okay," he nodded. "I can clean up real quick." She shook her head at his suggestion. "Guest room?"

Aunastee nodded and he took her hand leading her out of the room. He stood in the middle of the open hallway trying to decide which room they could use while Aunastee started to open and close doors.

"Oooh I like this one."

Milo saw where his girlfriend stood and immediately shook his head. "No, no, no. Not that room, babe. Any room but that one."

With a smile on her face, Aunastee went into the room much to his dismay. He wanted to have sex but not at the expense of his life. Milo didn't budge, he couldn't.

"Baby, please, come out of there. We have four other rooms to pick from."

"I like this one now get in here." She demanded playfully.

He dropped his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. "If you like your life you'll come outta there, Aunastee. You know my mama is crazy and she will know."

"Boy," she laughed, "What're you scared you're gonna get whooped?"

"Honestly, yes," he mumbled to himself before entering his parents bedroom. He found his girlfriend, laid out on his parents' bed in only her bra and panties. "Baby, nooooo."

"Baby, yeeees." She giggled. Aunastee stood on her knees beckoning for Milo to come to her and of course he did. "Stop thinking about your parents and think about me. You got condoms, right?"

He pulled them from his wallet, showing her the gold wrappers his father had given him. Her smile made him smirk and shrug. "My dad knew I was blessed."

She rolled her eyes pulling her on the bed with him. "Get your goofy ass over here before I change my mind."

"Yes ma'am," he whispered pulling his shirt over his head.

"Gotta pee, gotta pee," Simba exclaimed racing pass his parents.

They laughed as they continued their slow walk up the stairs. The house was quiet, for now, Simba wasn't anywhere near sleepy. They hoped he wouldn't wake Milo's grumpy ass up.

"Wash your hands and get your pjs on, Simba."

"Yes, sir," he said coming out of the hall bathroom. Apryl bent down to pull his underwear up the right way and Jey continued on to the bedroom, his sister in law and her family had worn him out. "I go night night with you, Mommy?"

"Uhn uhn, baby. Mommy and Daddy are sleepy. But you can stay up if you want."

"Kay, Mommy. I get snack?" He asked hugging her neck. "Pwease. I want grapes."

"Only if you promise to stay in your bed tonight."

Before he could agree, Jey was standing over them. Simba let his mama go to hug his daddy's leg. Jey rubbed his head lovingly. "Go on in your room, Josiah. Ima get your grapes." Jey walked him to his room, closing the door behind him. "I'm about to kill your son."

"What? We just got home. What could either of them have possibly done?" She asked laughing.

"You laughin now. Go look in our room."

Apryl shook her head figuring Milo had fallen asleep in their bed. He liked to be in their room when his parents were out and Jey hated it. She opened the door, walking slowly through the sitting area in their room not wanting to wake him. Her smile turned into a frown. Jey stood beside her, staring at their disheveled bed their son and his girlfriend slept peacefully.

"Do you wanna do it? Or should I?" Jey asked scratching his beard.

Apryl approached the bed, rubbing Milo's forehead and cheek. "Wake up, Milo," she said sweetly. He mumbled a few incoherent things as he rolled over onto his back, Aunastee taking her place on his chest. Apryl narrowed her eyes as she smacked his bare crest. "Wake your light bright ass up, Adrian!" Both teens jumped out of their sleep, their eyes landing on Apryl. "I know your ass did not fuck this girl in my damn bed! In my new sheets."

"We uh we, we," Milo stuttered.

"Spit. It. Out." Apry spoke through her teeth.

"We uh we fell asleep."

"Oh really," Apryl laughed kicking off her heels, "You really gon sit your naked ass in my bed and lie to me? Is that what you wanna do right now?"

Aunastee held the sheets tightly to her chest, afraid of the position she had put Milo in. "Mrs. Fatu, I am soooo sorry."

Apryl glared in the younger girl's direction. "Girl, shut your ass up talking to me." Aunastee shut her mouth immediately, not wanting to make things worse for him. "I asked you a question, Adrian Lorenzo Fatu. Answer me and answer me now."

"We fell asleep, Mama."

Jey turned around as soon as he saw Apryl approach the bed and reach for the covers. She snatched the covers off exposing their naked bodies. Milo covered him self with a pillow and Aunastee jumped from the bed grabbing her clothes rushing into the bathroom. When she closed the door, Jey turned back around.

"Since when you sleep naked, Lo?" Jey asked calmly. "And in my damn bed at that."

"See I thought he'd learned after we caught his ass smoking but no. No!" Apryl fussed tossing her purse and phone to the side. "I see you've been hanging around that dumbass cousin of yours too much. The no good one too."

Milo grabbed his briefs from the floor, and pulled them up. "They didn't have anything to do with this. I can make decisions on my own. Ya know?"

"Boy, don't get your ass knocked out talkin to your mama like that."

"Get a piece of ass and you think you something, huh?" Apryl pushed poking his chest. "You think cause you have sex, you can disrespect me and my house?"

"No, I don't think any of that, Ma. I'm just sayin."

Jey sucked his teeth cutting his son off. "Say what you gotta say and hurry up."

Milo saw Aunastee come out of the bathroom and nodded at her. She was shaking. She wasn't afraid of her people finding out, she was afraid of Apryl, Jey and what they would do to Milo.

"Take her home and you bring your ass back here, Adrian."

"Yes ma'am. Come on, Auni," he whispered quickly sliding pass his parents.

Aunastee stopped by Apryl grabbing her hand tightly. "Please hear him out."

"Goodbye, Aunastee," Jey said in a low tone. She nodded, running out of the room.

While Milo was gone, Jey and Apryl put the bed clothes and discarded trash into bags and sat them on top of the bed. The two were waiting downstairs in the living room when he got back. He went straight into the living room wanting to get it over with. He saw Jey's belt sitting in the coffee table and panicked.

"Wait," he called out as soon as Jey stood up. "Before you hit me! To be fair, I tried to talk to y'all about this and y'all shut me out."

"You told us you wanted to have sex, Milo. Not that you wanted to have sex in our room."

"Maybe if y'all would've listened to me then it would've have happened, Dad."

Jey stepped closer to him, sticking his neck out. "Are you gettin smart with me? Is that what I just heard?"

"No, sir. Look do what you want to me but please don't be mad at her. She didn't owe y'all anything, I do. I disrespected you guys' bed and there's nothing I can do to take that back. But leave her out of it."

Apryl rolled her eyes. She didn't want to hear shit about his girlfriend, she didn't want him to have in the first place. His scary ass about to get his ass whooped and here he was, worried about Aunastee.

"Your mama and I will talk to her sister. Don't you worry about that. What you need to be worried about is how your allowance is gonna pay for me and your mama a new bed."

"Cause I'm sure as hell not sleeping in a bed you were hunching your lil girlfriend in."

Milo huffed. He was getting frustrated again. "I'm about to be 17. How long did y'all think it would be before this happened?"

"Since you wanna be so damn disrespectful after your daddy beat your ass you can go stay with your cousin, Adrian."

"Mama, no, I don't wanna leave."

Apryl got up from the sofa, she was pissed but she didn't want to see him get whooped. If she saw, she would stop it from happening. She stood in front of Jey, her hand on his chest. He looked down at her, nodding, he knew what that look meant.

"It's up to your father. You better hope he's in a better mood after this, Adrian." She said in passing.