#been a hot minute since last time i ranted about my babygirl

[l-i-n-u-s-k-a]

"Red Hood should kill" "Red Hood shouldn't kill" RED HOOD SHOULD DO WHATEVER THE FUCK HE HAD GOING ON HERE

[galacticfire]

‼️and 🔁 hehe

ok fine you get an awesome i_blog_to_lose_followers hot take

‼️ Hot take/unpopular opinion?

Here's another one. I absolutely despise, loathe and hate team lotto jumbo visma lease a bike (men) with every fiber of my being. I have teams I hate for moral reasons (UAE, IPT at the front) and then I have visma. That I've hated for years and years for a variety of reasons even when they had chronic loser-itis back in the 2010s. like if you asked me which team i hate the most my first thought would actually be them :'/

Disclaimer: You might want to stop reading here if you think i'm a cool mootie and you like vlab <3 i love u i just disagree <3

First off, I started watching cycling as a classic sky hater and I just can't go against my ways - I haaaaate the way they race. The sky method but worse. It's their fucking fault we can't even have normal fun breakaways in GTs. Like sorry the 2020 TDF was deeply traumatizing to me because I thought we were finally done with the sky era race lockdowns and here comes yumbo with the most conservative racing you've seen in a lifetime, chasing down every break, every GC guy down 10 minutes and expanding energy for no purpose while not even going on the attack themselves and just playing the Roglic bonus seconds meme game. AND FOR WHAT? Like if they raced properly and not like absolute buffoons Roglic would've won this TDF EASILY because pogi would've had no chance of catching up. Instead they gave us the most boring TDF I've ever seen and still had the audacity to flop - which was absolutely cathartic but didn't help my haterisms around them.

I also hate the way they operate since they're one of those evil teams with excessively deep pockets buying out all the talent the young riders etc etc. Them and UAE share the exact same levels of evilness in my mind for that and I have no clue why UAE seems to get more criticisms for it around here lmao - like sorry what in the fresh hell was the Cian situation. I also hate their staff! Not just Plugge! Many things to say about how many of the Rabobank guys are still there! which leads me to mention i think they're one of the worst teams out here about transforming donkeys into race horses and chihuahuas into mountain goats (i still love u babygirl but you were on thin ice for a while bc wtf was that) but lalalalala im not saying anything else God Bless <3

Obviously I like variety in my race results and I have not exactly been kind to pogi lately because of it and. Same thing here. Seeing them win all three grand tours last year made me want to seriously give up on the sport for the first time ever (and I've been watching since 2012), same with all the other stage race wins and whatever they're picking up along the way.

But what if I cared about their riders? WELL I DON'T. I only like Wout. And that's in spite of him being on the team, and as you might have learned from previous rants it is an uphill battle to still love him through his shitty team decisions. Every single other rider on the team are somewhere between I don't care to I actively dislike (tho I will always like a rider that transfers there a little less so I'm not being fair). Actually I like Campy which. sucks for me i guess. But he's just gonna be their old man jester for one year so wtv. all of the other guys tho? the jonis the seppies the whatever even the roglas and the dumos before? I SERIOUSLY DON'T CARE. and worse for some of them.

Which brings me to my last point. MAYBE I COULD LIKE THEM A LITTLE MORE IF THIS WASN'T FOR THEIR MIND BOGGLINGLY ANNOYING CORPORATE ADVERTISING. I'm so baffled their #samenwinnen shit actually works on people's brains and don't even get me started on the rpf implications here (hate ALL of it). All their PR and advertising revolves into a corporate neocapitalism with a gold bow regurgitated discourse of "we're all a BIG family here ♥" and it's sooooooo yucky wtf? I can't take seriously any content they put out, any interviews riders give while talking about teamwork yaddayadda. And I truly believe in my heart of hearts that their managerial structure is toxic as hell (why would it be different than another company going all in on the WE'RE ALL FAMILY model?) and that one day the Wout van Aert autobiography will give us all their secrets because he's the only one who has been a bit vocal about not liking how things are run here Smile (and then signed a forever contract. you got stockholm syndrome or what my dude). Anyways this makes everyone seem fake as hell and doesn't make me want to like either of them individually.

I'd also like to mention they're (i think. i admit i could be biased on that one.) the biggest offenders of having riders post their fucking kids online for race photos AND I CAN'T STAND THAT. Can people please stop posting their fucking kids all over social media? Can anyone be responsible over there? I wanted to call this a pet peeve of mine but like. Just don't do that for the love of god. I'm putting it here because I think the visma pr loves that shit and encourages it :)

thank u if you made it to there. please dont unfollow me

🔄 What team kit would you like to completely redesign for next season?

alpecin and i'm in 100% agreement over @pinkpogiclub 's observations about how we need to bring their red and white kit back.

also just. bora... and go back to green. like a few years before green a lot of green. im begging you. maybe light green (cannondale 2014 lime green) since this wouldn't be declared unlawful by the uci's new dumb jersey color rule.

[babayagakeanu]

How Will I Know? -part two

Pairing: Jethro Gibbs/reader

Summary: In which the reader finds out that Gibbs is in fact, in love with her too

Warnings: smut, NSFW 18+, oral receiving(female)

It’s been three weeks since your discussion with Gibbs, and he’s been giving you the silent treatment all those 21 days. It was agony, and you felt so small whenever you were near him. His hard gaze towards you made you overthink and regret ever opening up to him like that, and it made it even harder to do your job with Abby. Forensics was hard enough, Gibbs made it even harder when he kept entering the office every hour. 

“Abs! What do ya got?” He says, entering your shared office in a swift motion. You watch the two as they interact, Abby sharing the details of the prints you two had found on the Vic’s jacket. 

“Great job, Abs. Y/n, I expect you to do the same.” Your blood boils at Gibbs’ remark, but you swallow your pride and continue to work on finding DNA matches. Abby looks over to you and grimaces. “He didn’t take it well, did he?” He didn’t at all, you think, acted like a big baby about it. 

You sigh, looking down at your sample and face her. “No he didn’t. He’s been giving me harder tasks and giving me the silent treatment for almost a month.” You swivel in your chair before getting up to continue your rant. “Abby, I thought  Gibbs and I were close. He opened up to me about more than he’s ever opened up to any of you guys, no offense.” 

“None taken!” She responds. “Maybe he’s processing it, giving it some time to swish around in his little noggin. If it gets to a point where you can’t take it anymore, talk to him, y/n. You deserve closure, at the least.” She hugs you, patting you on the crown of your head before getting back to work. The work day proceeds the same, catching the suspect before the two day period runs out. 

———-

It was midnight when you guys had finished, and you and Gibbs were the only ones left at your desks. It’s been hell working in silence; usually you two would find something to talk about, maybe you would ask him about his boat or he would ask you about your latest puzzle. Either way, it was awkward and uncomfortable. 

“Gibbs?” You ask, the waver in your voice instantly detectable. 

He doesn’t look up from his paperwork. “Yes, y/L/n?” He hasn’t said called you by your last name since you were a probie, and that was the last straw.

You shift in your seat, “I think it’s about high time you give me an explanation!” His head snaps up, a glare already storming in his steely blue eyes. “I’ve been honest with you on how I felt about you. Was it the perfect time and place? No. But I don’t regret it. The only thing that I regret about this is letting you leave without telling me the truth.” He’s silent for a moment, trying to call your bluff; only to be found with tears in your eyes and the devastation wreaking havoc on the color of them.

It’s not long until he gets up, reaching to your desk in a few long strides. You can feel your heart hammering in you chest, and the nervousness ate at the pit of your stomach.

“Jethro, are you-?” He yanks you up with one hand, not too rough, but enough to pull you flat to his chest , the warmth of his body seeping into your skin. You smell him; sawdust and bourbon. Smoky with just a hint of manliness.

“I have tried incredibly hard to keep my distance from you because all I want to do is kiss you.” You knew Gibbs wasn’t one for words but even the simplest of sentences behold the deepest meanings. You looked into his eyes, memorizing the image of yourself reflecting back at you, hoping that you will be for his eyes only now on.

“Then kiss me,” you say, craning your neck for him as he dips into your mouth, growling at the taste of your lips against his. His hands travel further, cupping both of your ass cheeks and pressing you into him. You gasp into his mouth, scratching at the base of Jethro’s neck.

“Jethro, please I-“ You whine, backing up into your computer desk, careful of knocking down the computer. “What do you need, babygirl?” You could feel the corner of something digging into your back but you didn’t care. 

“I want you. All of you.” You say, against his lips that were still currently attacking yours.Your hands found their way under his shirt, feeling the warmth and rigidness of his muscled back. His lips leaves yours, dragging a whine out of you from the loss of contact. 

“Meet me at my place, tomorrow evening. Dinner’s on me, you bring the bourbon.” He leaves you a sweet kiss, another following on the corner of your mouth. You pack up and are about to leave when he stops you. “By the way, you were never just a friend to me.”

You sigh, grinning up at him. “You sure you don’t want to come to my place? I can think of a few ways to prove myself to you. Well, more or less, show you.” He smirks, chuckling before playing with the strap of your bra, peeking out from underneath your short sleeve top. 

“Well, as much as I believe you can show me, I also believe in the art of suspense and surprise. So, tomorrow at eight.” 

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The time to go over Gibbs’ place tonight was almost upon you, the hour hand reaching 6:30. You were in the shower, currently listening to every power-up song there was, and scrubbing your skin until it was red. Once you knew that you’ve been in the shower for way too long, you stepped out, wrapping a fluffy towel around you and hurried to your bedroom to pick out your outfit. You didn’t want to dress up to much, knowing that Jethro would most likely be wearing a button up t-shirt and jeans. You settled on a tight black shirt, paired with simple blue jeans. You had opted to curl your hair, letting it fall into loose waves and for your makeup, simple but with a bold red lip. It was 7:30 by the time you were done getting ready, so you packed up the bottle of wine and headed to his his house.

The phone rang a few times before he picked up. “Yeah, Gibbs.” 

“You still answer your phone like that with your significant others?” You say, smiling as you turn down his street. 

“Who said you were my girlfriend?” He asks, the joking evident in the way he chuckles at the end. 

“Well, what I’m wearing under my clothes and the way you kissed me last night said otherwise.” You park your car in his driveway. “Now open up Marine or I’m leavin’.” The phone call ends and the door opens, revealing Jethro, who actually looked like sex on legs. He donned a jean button up, and cargo pants. 

“Wow.” Is all he says, watching as your chest gleamed under the light of his kitchen. “Wow, yourself.” You respond, leaning in to kiss his jaw. “You looking like that makes me wanna skip dinner and get to the fun stuff.” He smiles, looking down at your smirking face. “Well, if you keep talkin’ like that, I might end up being hungry for somethin’ else.” He leads you to the kitchen were he made an excellent dinner of steak, potatoes, and some veggies. 

“Why did I known you were a meat and potatoes kind of guy?” You quip, watching as he smirks at you before cutting into his steak. 

“I’m a simple man, y/n. I know what I like.” You knew that his last sentence has a double entendres, and it makes the corners of your mouth quirk up a bit. 

“I don’t doubt that you do.” You say, and the two of you eat your dinner in a comfortable manner, it felt natural, like you knew that fate had brought you together, but you wouldn’t tell him that, not yet. You still had the fear of losing him, of him pushing you away like he did with his ex-wives, and you didn’t want to ever be referred to as Jethro’s ex-wife. 

“Something on your mind?” He asks, cutting through the silence and shaking you out of your head. 

“Oh, it’s nothing. Just thinking.” You shrug, forking more veggies into your mouth. 

“Nothing is always something. What are you thinking about?” he puts his fork down and rest his elbows on the table, folding his hands. You sigh, putting your fork down.

“It’s gonna sound embarrassing if I tell you.” 

“No, it won’t.”

“Well,” you begin, the fear in your throat rising. “You know how I feel about you, and I’m just thinking about why I took this job in the first place. I love forensics and working with Abs is just one of the many perks of the job.”

He laughs, “ She is a character.” 

“But, I think the biggest perk there was, is you.” You look up at him, and find him walking up to your chair, and lifting you up from it. “Yeah, I think I’d agree too.” His hands ghost up your arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. His lips find your neck, leaving wet, hot kisses causing you to moan softly and grab his biceps in an attempt to stable yourself. 

“Jethro...” you mumble, watching as he stares down at you with his steely blue eyes, looking at how the icy blue ring deepens with lust. His lips are on yours in a flash, and something tells you he couldn’t handle not kissing you for long. You match his pace, a kiss full of gnashing teeth and hot breath. Your hands reach up to wrap around his neck. “God, you taste so good, J.” You feel his shit-eating grin on your lips before you pull away.

You grab the bottle of wine and two glasses. “Meet me upstairs in ten minutes.” You wink at him before walking off upstairs, not without adding an extra sway to your hips. 

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The Marine had finished cleaning up dinner in record time, and you had finished putting lotion all over your body, brushing your teeth, and positioned yourself in just your panties on his bed; they were lace, of course. It was when you heard Jethro coming up the stairs that the excitement starts eating at the pit of your stomach. You’re sipping on your third glass of wine when he opens the door and stops in his tracks when he sees you.

“Well, I’ll be damned.” He states, his eyebrows raised with a smirk. “you’re looking real pretty right about now.” He can tell your nipples are perked, and are in desperate need of attention. “Well, don’t just stand there with your mouth open, come put it to good use, mister.” He smirks, his hands in his pockets as the tightness in his pants grew, he felt it as he was walking towards you. Shoving his socks and shoes off, he climbs on the bed, taking your wine glass and sipping it with once again, a smirk. Setting your wine glass on the bedside table, he envelops your lips in a fiery kiss, licking into your mouth and tasting the Cabernet on your tongue. His hands find your hips, squeezing as he breaks contact with your lips. He sits up as you climb into his lap, your arms ghosting over his broad shoulders meanwhile grinding into his bulge. 

“I love you,” you remind him, watching as his lips turn into this wide smile, as if the heavens opened up to him, and that would be alright because he could die a happy man right about now. 

“I love you, too.” He kisses you, and maybe you were just in a daze but you felt every emotion in his kiss. As if he was telling you something without actually telling you. His lips trail further down your collarbone, sending chills through your spine and when he reaches your taut nipples, it causes you to let out a high-pitched gasp. His tongue swirls around your teased bud, nipping it a little.

“For years, I’ve dreamt of knowing what was under these clothes of yours, and you know what? My imagination is nowhere close to the real thing.” He lays you down, watching as your hair cascades against his pillow. “I’m gonna show you what it’s like to be with a man, sweetheart.” You giggle at him, but it’s suppressed once he dives into your pussy. Licking and sucking at the small bundle of nerves you know most men can’t find. 

“Oh, Jethro!” You gasp, hands tangling themselves into his short silver locks. “Just like that... just like that” you mumble, his fingers working your tight hole, hot, wet, and tight. You were nearing your release when he releases his fingers and mouth, coming back up to kiss you before shedding off the rest of his clothes. “Wha-” he smirks down at you, before tugging at his cock, entering you  in a swift motion. Your gasp was swallowed by another kiss, but he didn’t move, allowing you to adjust to his larger size. Once you tap his shoulder, he moves, slowly but gradually picking up pace once he hears your tiny whimpers and mewls.

“So fucking tight,” he adds, his sharp and heavy thrusts causing your breasts to bounce, and his large hand moved from the pillow by your head to capture your breast. You left out a high-pitched moan as his thrust sends you into overdrive, nails scraping at his shoulders while you moan out his name like a mantra.

“Good girl,” he moans, getting close to his end as well. His thrusts start to sloppy and with a guttural groan, he comes, spilling his hot seed inside you.

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Your fingers were trailing his face, committing his looks to memory, as if one day you’d wake up and he wouldn’t be there. You’re figuring he’s doing the same since he’s looking at you like you’re the only one in the world who’s made him feel so strongly about someone. There were no need for words, because everything has already been said.

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[wannabeastrayateez]

10:11 pm

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"Chris, come home already." You had made your way to Chris' company, because he had texted you telling you he was going to be working late again.

He turned around to face you, a worried look on his face.

"What's wrong?" You immediately caught on to the feelings he was projecting, worry, stress, dread and there was something else you couldn't quite place.

"Y/n..." He said softly.

"Why are you here?" You made your way over to him sitting in one of the two chairs behind his computer.

"You said you were staying late, and that would make this 3 days in a row, come home please. You need to rest." He ran a hand through his hair, it was curlier than usual, you could tell he had been running his hand through it often. You placed a hand on his thigh and waited for him to raise his head to meet your eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"I, um, don't want to talk about it." You sighed and went to stand up, he grabbed your hand and pulled you back down.

"I don't want to talk about it, but I will if you want me to." He said firmly. You pulled your mouth into a tight straight line, debating if you should make him tell you or not. Chris always told you what was wrong, it was so unlike him to not tell you when he was upset.

His communication skills were the absolute best and it was one of the many things you loved about him.

You let out a soft sigh and settled back into the seat.

"You don't have to tell me if you really don't want to, I'll understand. Just know I'm here for you when you want to talk." Chris looked you over once, twice. Trying his hardest to determine the tone of your voice and tell if you were upset. He was really good at catching your feelings and moods, no matter how hard you tried to hide them.

"Y/n, you should go ahead home, I'll be here a couple more hours."

"He's trying to get rid of me." Was the first thought to cross your mind.

"Why? Can't I just stay here with you?" You asked, a tone in your voice that dared him to kick you out. He sighed.

"Y/n please, I'm trying really hard here, please just go home."

"You don't want me here?" You said softly.

"It's not that, no I just, I need to work." You looked over to his computer, noticing for the first time what was on it. You scoffed at the frozen picture on the screen.

"You call this working?" He looked back and his eyes grew wide as he hurriedly excited out of the porn site.

"Y/n it's not what you think, I-I was just pent up and and I, I mean, I. It's not what you think." He finished weakly, his ears red with embarrassment.

"Are you breaking up with me?" You said bluntly. His eyes grew wide.

"W-What No! Why would you think that??" You held up a finger and starting counting off the reasons you had gathered over the past few days.

"You don't come home anymore, you don't tell me what's upsetting you anymore, we never sleep in the same bed, we haven't had sex in a month, and you're trying to kick me out of your studio. Is that not good enough reasons for me to think your leaving me? You've been pulling away from me over the past month, what am I supposed to be thinking in this situation Chris!?" Your voice grew louder as your hysteria went higher. Your chest was heaving, out of breath from your rant.

"Woah, woah, calm down Y/n, where is this coming from? Have I ever once made you doubt me in our relationship before? Don't you love me?"

"Of course I do that's why I'm so confused." You threw your arms up in fustration.

"Why haven't you come home Chris? I miss you, I miss you so much." It was taking all your will power not to cry, you didn't want to seem weak in front of him.

Even though he would never think less of you, you would.

"I have been frustrated lately, pent up..." It took you a moment to catch his drift.

"What? You haven't been coming home because your horny?" Chris blushed slightly at your use of such a crude word. He tried his hardest not to curse around you or say words that would be inappropriate.

"I didn't want to upset you by asking you, I don't want you to think that's all I want from you." You were extremely confused at this point.

"Wait, what?" He looked at you, his eyes sad.

"I overheard you on the phone with your friend, talking about how "all he wanted was sex" and that you were getting sick of it, you even laughed. And then the next day you asked me for a break." You couldn't believe what you were hearing, Chris had completely misunderstood a conversation he had overheard between you and your best friend.

You couldn't take how ridiculous the situation in front of you was. For almost a month, you thought Chris was avoiding you, you even thought he was going to leave you. And come to find out he had overheard you talking about getting your dog neutered because the little beast couldn't stop going after your neighbors dog.

You started laughing, and it was a good long laugh. Chris' face went from confused to slightly annoyed.

"Why are you laughing?" You regained your composure and wiped at the tears forming in the corner of your eyes.

"Chris! You are so, oh my god I can't believe this." You said through giggles.

"I was talking about Sunny! I want to get Sunny neutered because he won't stop screwing the neighbors dog! All the little bastard thinks about is sex! It's driving me crazy with how he's been acting." His face went back to confused.

"But, even if that's the case, why did you ask me for a break?"

"My period."

"Huh?" You laughed again.

"My period was acting weird, it was spotting like crazy, but not fully starting. And I just wanted to take a small break from sex until I figured out what was going on down there." Concern set into his eyes as he grabbed your hands.

"And is it? Are you ok?" You giggled at his worried expression, it was so like Chris to forget his problems and worry over yours. You placed a hand on his cheek and he settled into it without a second thought.

"I'm fine, everything's fine." He let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad."

"So, lets get back to our original topic, you obviously misunderstood me and I misunderstood you, are we ok now?" He smiled up at you from where he had perched on the floor to lay his head in your lap.

"Of course we're ok, I love you Y/n." You stood up and pulled him with you, he looked confused for a second as you pushed him down into the chair you had been occupying.

"Y/n what are you doing?" He said as you lowered yourself in front of him. You smirked up at him as you went to undo his belt and the button on his pants.

"I'm helping you relieve all that pent up energy and stress." You said while licking your lips. Chris' eyes took on a look of complete lust, he loved seeing you on your knees in front of him.

Just the slight brush of your fingertips on the bare skin of his stomach as you undid the belt and button was almost enough to send him over the edge, because he had been craving you for so long now.

"A-are you sure you're ok?" You nodded your head, and kept your eyes on the growing bulge in his pants.

"I'm fine now, I had actually planned a very romantic night for us to make up for not doing anything for so long and I was also hoping you wouldn't leave me if I did that." You felt a hand go under your chin and lift your face up so your eyes could meet.

"Y/n I love you so much and I would never leave you." Your heart skipped a beat, two years with this man and it still felt like the first time you two met.

You blushed as you turned your attention back to his friend. You palmed him through his pants first, his head fell back against the wall behind him.

"Y/n..." He moaned out. The way he said your name between clenched teeth was enough to have you pooling in your underwear. This man turned you on so much.

You slowly slid his member out and ran a finger over the tip, wiping up the pre cum. He knew exactly what you were going to do and opened his eyes to look down at you as you placed your finger in your mouth and licked it clean.

Chris' breathing was growing more ragged by the minute. You leaned back over him and darted your tongue out to clean up what your finger missed. A hiss escaped through his lips. More than anything you loved how Chris turned into a withering mess whenever you used your tongue on him.

You teased him for a few more strokes of your tongue across his tip before taking him halfway. He groaned out as he wound his fingers through your hair. Chris loves to hold onto your hair as you give him head, but he was never the type to shove you down on him. He loved to let you go at your own pace.

You loved to tease him, pushing all the way down and taking him all the way in until his tip touched the back of your throat. Then pulling him out and twisting your tongue around the tip. It didn't take much to send Chris over the edge and make him cum because it had been so long since he last felt your hot, wet mouth on him.

A few more deep strokes and he came undone beneath you. You took every drop he gave you, swallowing every bit, and licking up what spilled over. You wiped at your mouth as you pulled away from him.

"Feel better?" You said standing up. Chris grabbed your hand and pulled you into his lap.

"There is no way I'm done with you." Your back was pressed to his as his hands made there way to your tits. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you let a moan out.

"Chris' please," You begged.

"I missed you so much." He said as he kissed your exposed neck. You felt his hand trail down your stomach and across your hips before stopping at the waistband of your pants.

"Tell me how bad you want me." He whispered in your ear.

"So bad... Chris please, I want you so much, I've missed you like crazy." You breathed out. He chuckled, a low and deep sound that sent shivers through you.

"Anything for you babygirl." You felt the button on your jeans pop and his hand gliding lower. So close you thought. Chris was getting you back for teasing him earlier.

"Chris.."

"Yes babygirl?"

"Please..." You begged. He chuckled and slid his hand over the top of your panties. Just as he was about to slid them to the side and touch you skin to skin there was a knock at the door. You both jumped, you had completely forgotten you were in his studio.

"Hyung?" You both hurried to a standing position and straightened your clothes. Chris walked over to the door once you were both good and opened it. On the other side was Hyunjin.

"Y/n nice to see you again!" He smiled at you as he walked into the room.

"Hello, Hyunjin." You said.

"Hyung." He said turning to Chris.

"We need you in the practice room, Felix said he needed some help." Chris nodded and sent Hyunjin out the door first. Turning to you he winked.

"We'll finish this at home."

[mezhane]

JUST MARRIED (... kinda)

PART 6

“He did what ?!” Marina shouted out loud , her eyes nearly popping out. She always gives me the best reactions and I love her for that . But we were in public now , and the last thing I wanted was to draw the attention to us . I winced at her high pitched voice and took a sip of my drink.

“Ok, chill the fuck down babe, everyone is looking at us ... I said he kissed me , twice .” Marina and I have no taboos with eachother , but I don’t know why I was embarrassed to tell her that.

“And you kissed him back didn’t you ?! You did right ?! No, don’t even answer that , I know you did !...Why would you kiss him back ?!”

“Well I don’t know bitch, maybe because I’ll be his wife in two months !” I told her throwing my arms in the air .

“Right, I forgot about that... Some part of my brain still hasn’t processed the fact that you’ll be someone’s wife in two months ...” I could feel a tinge if pain in her voice. Me and her had always agreed to marry later, when we figure out what to do with our lives . I grabbed her hand and squeezed it .

“Babe, I know how you feel , and if it feels weird to you, imagine how it feels to me ... This was so unexpected... But I can’t let my parents down they’re counting on me ...” I reassured her, smiling. She scoffed and smirked at me .

“Girl get the fuck out of here, we both know you agreed to this marriage cause you’ve been crazy about Xing since middle school.”

“You’re damn right !” I admitted laughing. She joined me too and stared at me . I could tell she was really concerned .

“ Will you be okay though ? I know Yixing, he’s a good man, but you’re like my twin, and I want to protect you from any danger, including my own family...” I grabbed her hand and held it as tight as I could.

“I’ll be fine don’t worry too much about me and focus on yourself, because you’re next!” I smirked , giving her a wink.

“He’ll no bitch, I’m staying in my parents’ house until I die, you know that !”

The rest of the day was spent like this, just us enjoying our time together and me contemplating my last few times as a single girl. I finally drove Marina back to her place and got home then texted Yixing .

[Me 4:37 pm]

“Helloooooo !!! How is my future husband being ? Pretty busy huh ? I know how it feels, Sam didn’t come home for two days because of the amount of work...”

I locked my phone and decided to binge on stupid reality shows. Yes, they are not intellectually stimulating, but I can’t deny how entertaining it is either. I grabbed my phone twenty minutes after, no answer. 1hour, no answer... 2, 3,4 hours , no answer. I bit my lip realizing how drowned in work he might be. I decided to send a second text, you know, just in case.

[Me 9:00pm]

“Hey, I know you’re super busy and you can’t talk to me right now, but I just wanted to say that you’re doing really well, don’t overwork yourself.”

And with that I did my little night routine and went to bed

-A WEEK LATER-

Nothing. Still nothing. I mean I know this kind of work requires you to do... overtime, but a week? A whole week without any news ? No, that was just to much. I was ranting at my mirror when I phone buzzed . I ran to grab it and my heart literally dropped when I saw the text .

[Xingie 1:03 am]

I’m okay, thanks.

That’s it? That’s the shit he’s going to give me after being absent for a week ? No problem, I’ll show him .

[Me 1:10 am]

Who’s this ? Your number isn’t saved on my phone, sorry.

Okay, I admit, that was too much. But that’s what he deserved, right?... Right?!

A minute after the text was sent , Xing called me .

“Hi Xingie, everything good, you suddenly remembered you have a fiancée?”

I heard a long sigh coming out of his mouth.

“Where are you right now ? In your room I hope .”

“W-well yeah, where do you expect me to be at this time ?”

“Good. Come out for a minute , I wanna see you .”

I was smiling so hard at the other hand of the phone. I was so proud of myself for some reason. The fact that he came all the way here from work just to see me made me feel some type of way . But I couldn’t let him know that . No . He wasn’t winning this battle .

“I don’t know about this Yixing, do you not see the time ? What makes you think I would want to come out this late ? Do you honestly think you’re gonna make yourself forgiven because you randomly come here to...”

“I don’t recall asking for your opinion, Mina come out now. Hurry”

Oh wow , I was in trouble . Not because I was scared of him , but because being man handled by Yixing was oddly arousing to me . I sighed deeply into the phone , feigning annoyance.

“What if my dad catches me ? He’s gonna kill me !” I asked , even though getting caught by my dad was the least of my worries right now.

“I don’t care,find a way” And he hung up just like that. I ran out of my bed and grabbed a pair of leggings. (Not gonna lie, I chose this pair for a reason, they made me look really good) Then, I rushed to my mirror and fixed my hair. I didn’t bother to do anything to my face .Thank god for lashes extensions. I walked out of my room and went down the stairs with feather steps, trying to make less noise as possible. I decided to go for the backyard door, as it provided less chances to get caught . I opened the door and decided to leave it like that , to make it easier to get back to my room after . I spotted Yixing’s car and ran to it . He smiled when he saw me , opening his door for me .

“You came !” He seemed pleasantly surprised about it .

“You didn’t give me that much of a choice now, did you ?” I added smirking.

“I didn’t think you would. Knowing how much of a temper and attitude you have , I must say I’m pretty chocked .”

I fake gasped and clutched my heart. That caused Yixing to burst out in laughter.

“I’m really sorry babygirl. Those days have been hell to me .”

“I know, I feel so bad for getting mad at you when you were just trying to do your job...”I pouted and put my face in my hands .

“No,no, don’t say that! My job is important for sure , but you should always come first...Always.”

I was trying so hard not to smile , which Yixing must have noticed since he chuckled and ruffled my hair.

“Baby?” I just hummed and looked in his direction.

“You know, I could really use a kiss right now.”

Oh fuck. That’s it , I was flustered again ! Honestly, I have to thank the Lord for making me black because I couldn’t deal with the blushing otherwise.

“Y-you want a kiss?” He just hummed and bit his lip . Why was he so hot ?!

I leaned over to him and gave him the most innocent peck before smiling.

“Really? That’s it ? We both know you can do much better... Come here ...”

He patted his lap , gesturing me to come sit on it . He didn’t have to tell me twice. I climbed on him and straddled his hips. He grabbed my face and smiled before locking his lips with mine . Five minutes later, we were making out like crazy and his hands were squeezing my hips, guiding them to grind on him. The idea of grinding on Yixing while making out with him in the middle of the night was driving me completely insane. And judging by his hard on rubbing on the inside of my thigh , I could tell he was affected too. He suddenly pushed his hips up harshly onto my center and I released a long moan.

“Xing, please...” I begged like I was craving his touch. The feeling was so new to me I didn’t know how to act. But I didn’t really mind sounding desperate.

“Fuck baby, don’t moan my name like that... Do you have any idea how dangerous you are ?”

“Dangerous?” I tried to act as innocent as possible, though I knew exactly what he meant.

“Yeah... I wanna fuck the shit out of you ... But I can’t... I shouldn’t. Your dad will murder me if something happens before our wedding. You’re meant to stay pure until we’re officially married.” He said , his hands still going under my shirt.

“I know that Xing, but I want you so bad” I answered as my hand unconsciously travelled from his face down to his belt.

“That’s it , get off me . You’re not helping me keeping my self control.” He ordered with a painful laugh . I got off him and sat in the passenger seat . He kissed my hand then grabbed my face and kissed me passionately one last time .

“I should probably go Xing. I have to wake up early tomorrow.” I rubbed my eyes and yawned.

“Yeah? What are you doing tomorrow?”

“I have to go and pick up my dress Xing...” Why was I embarrassed to tell him that ?

“Oh, right ... Damn , you really are going to be Mrs Zhang huh ?” He joked , smirking down.

“I guess , it’s crazy to me too” I covered my face in excitement.

“It isn’t to me... I figured you would be my wife a while ago, actually.”

“W-what? You knew ?” My eyes widened so much they were gonna pop off.

“Aww baby , you’re so cute ! You still don’t get it ? We were meant to be kitten ! It has always been this way !” He said poking my nose. “Go babe, get loads of sleep. I’ll text you tomorrow, okay ?”

“Y-Yeah...”

I left his car and quietly got back to my house then my room. As I was lying in bed , I kept thinking about what he said. We were meant to be ? So does that means I was promised to him as soon as I was born ? Too many things happened tonight and I felt like I wouldn’t be able to get any sleep. I will definitely have to have a conversation with my dad tomorrow.

[alltheszeyears]

ITS HERE FINALLY!!!

You Had Me At Hello pt 1 Warnings: cursing, and really bad smut(lol). “Y/N, you have to get over him.“Cameron, my best friend of four years said to me. 
“I know it’s just I’ve never felt like the before.” I glanced at her with weeping eyes. “Cam it hurts.” She scooted to me from her place on the couch and hugged me tightly. Hey, you know what will make you feel better?“ She said looking at me with wild eyes. 
“What?” She grinned evilly. “ A party!” She got up and smacked me with a pillow. Laughing, I agreed.I walk into my closet to see if I can find anything decent to wear but I find nothing, so I just put on a white sweatshirt and some black sweatpants and head over to the living room, as soon as Cameron saw me she looked at me like I was wearing the ugliest thing on earth “Please tell me your only wearing this to go to the mall to buy something else cause girl, we’re going to a party, not the library” she said, before I could reply all of a sudden she said “not to worry, best friend to the rescue!” All of a sudden she took out this gorgeous red dress that looked like it was worth a million bucks and shoved me along with the dress into my closet “try it on” she said, I did as I was told and once as I put it on, I look in the mirror and I could barely recognize myself, I looked, pretty and that’s saying a lot cause I usually don’t say that about myself, I come out of the closet and see Cameron wearing a really short dress but before I could even rant about it Cameron runs up to me saying “You Look So Fucking Beautiful!! Ok ok since we’re ready let’s go! Who knows, you might find a cute guy” the devilish smirk on her face made me concerned but I go along with it anyways, “maybe”. I exited Cameron’s and instantly regretted my decision to come.What if I’m overdressed? What if I get judged and made fun of?!!! I shouldn’t have come. I shook my head. pushed all my negative thoughts to the other side of my head, and walked inside. The fuck??? Where the fuck are you?? I texted Cameron because it’s apparently it’s ok to leave your now single friend in the middle of a thousand predators. “Especially in a sexy red dress” I immediately threw my fists up to face my, very cute opponentThe stranger chuckled at my jumpiness and smiled at me. Then I realized “Oh shit I said that out loud didn’t I?” I facepalmed and blushed out of embarrassment. He looked at me with a familiar look in his eyes. “There you are!!” I heard Cameron yell. She look at the stranger and hugged him. I stood there bewildered and kinda disturbed because of how alike they– oh. oh. That was Grayson. Her brother and the boy I had a crush on growing up. “Wait an effin second, Y/N?” Grayson almost yelled. I smiled “Yep that’s me” channeling my inner Raven Simone. He picked me up and spun me around. “Where the hell have you been!?” He exclaimed playfully. “Oh same old shit I’ve always shit I had always been doing. What about you?” He looked at me with that beautiful smile of his and explained to me about his YouTube channel– TheDolanTwins – with his brother Ethan and how life was like in Los Angeles. Then the drinks began to pour. “So Y/N, ever been in a relationship?” My face crinkled up as if I had smelled the worst smell ever “Of course I have! He was a dick though”. Grayson touched my knee. No, not touched. He held my knee. "What happened Y/N?” His face filled with concern “He um…. he abused me gray” Grayson flinched and leaned forward “Y/N” he took a breath and glanced at my lips “I would never do that to you” I found myself leaning in as well, We kept leaning towards each other until our lips interlocked. Every part of me was screaming. Some of it screaming it was wrong. Ever other part was screaming it was so right is tongue traced my bottom lip asking, demanding , entrance. Being the little shit i am I denied his request. He squeezed my thigh gently causing me to gasp. His tongue fought for dominance against mine, and won. I removed my swollen lips from his and breathed heavily. “Why don’t we take this to a room?” He breathed out and I looked into his eyes. His pupils blown wide with lust, were filled with something I hadn’t ever seen before.I grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs. (ITs about to get hot in here)When we reached the bedroom closest to us, Gray slammed me against the wall and returned to kissing me. He licked down from my jaw to my neck and sucked harshly on it. “Fuck Gray.” His name fell from my lips in a filthy moan. He removed himself from his assault on my neck and started to unzip my dress. I’m glad I decided to wear my favorite, black, lingerie. Grayson looked at mefrom my toes all the way to my lips. I threw off my shoes, and started to strip him of his shirt. Damn, this man was chiseled like a Greek god.I stared for a second to long causing Gray to pin me to the wall once again.“Jump, babygirl.” His voice was so raspy and deep it caused all the heat in my body to rush down to my core. I jumped into his arms, not even noticing that his pants were already gone. He gently threw me on the bed and rid me of my undergarments. “Fuck kitten,"I could feel his warm breath on my core. "So wet. Is it all for me?” I moaned. Loudly. “Gray please just do something just–” my breath hitched in my throat as I felt his warm tongue on me. My hands pulled at his scalp when he decided to eat me like I was his last meal.I pulled harder when he moaned. “You taste so good kitten. Sweet.” I felt the knot tighten in my stomach. “ Grayson I’m– GRAYSON, FUCK!” I screamed as I felt the knot snap. I’ve had orgasms before but never as perfect and intense as this one. “You ok Y/N?” I nodded. “Good,” he smirked, his face covered in my juices. “Cause I’m not done with you yet."I felt chills run down my spine into my core once again. He kissed up my stomach, my neck,and jaw. Before he kissed me I swear he said "I love you.” But who knew for sure? My train of thought detoured, heavily, when he thrust into me without any warning. It wasn’t long before he was moaning at the same volume, maybe even louder, as me. “Gray I’m-” “Me too Y/N. Me too"He thrust into me thirty more times before coming inside me moaning my name. It wasn’t long before I came as well, screaming his. We rode out our highs, and he fell beside me already asleep. I sat there in silence, wondering if what just happened was real. I just had sex with the guy I live since the second day of first grade. Eventually, my thoughts lulled me into a peaceful , much needed, sleep.. I wake up in an familiar bed with a huge headache I roll to the side and accidentaly fall and I see this picture, wait a minute, that’s a picture of me and gray from 5th grade at our graduation, he still had it all this time? I can’t help but smile, but the smile quickly faded when it hit me, I JUST HAD SEX WITH GRAYSON DOLAN! I quickly pull the sheets trying to not wake grayson up and go to get my clothes only before I could reach them I heard a yawn from across the room and realized oh shit he’s awake! I turned around to see gray staring at me with the same confused face that I had "Wait a minute did we?” I nod slowly in response not really sure what his next move would be, he got up and quickly grabbed my clothes “Here these are yours” I slowly grabbed them and rushed to the bathroom to change but I look at myself and mirror and I screamed, Grayson rushed in and said “What what happened?!!” Then I said in response “umm nothing nothing I’m fine fine” only really I’m not fine, see I’ve been having these times where if I look at myself I picture my ex wrapping his arms around my waist, “No y/n not until you tell what’s going on?” He demanded, no matter how much you wanted to tell him, to jump into his arms and kiss him so passionately you remember something, it was still a bit hazy but you could still remember the words “I love you” coming from Grayson’s mouth but didn’t say anything to him about it because you knew what he would say “Grayson please go I have to change and get to work” I said trying to push him out but he’s a lot stronger than I was until he said “fine I’ll go on one condition” “which is?” “You let me take you out Saturday night” I consider this for a few second when I see gray smirking, god why does he have to be so god damn sexy? I quickly respond “Fine now get out” he quickly turned around but I can still feel that smirk on his face, I quickly close the door and change and when I get out I rushed to the door but before I could Grayson stood in front of it “nope until I get a kiss on ma cheek” I quickly kiss him on the cheek and I get out quickly cause I was gonna be late for work but in reality I just needed to get out of there, but I smiled big knowing that I have a date with my crush on Saturday.

A/N- we’re super excited for you guys to read this mini series we will be doing, I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as we enjoyed making it, if you have any fan fic ideas for us either contact me or @dolanluvv–xx 💜🌸💕