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slytherinshua · 2 months ago

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⼺　BABY FEVER　( エンティーム )

genre fluff , headcanons , parent au , &team hyung line (plus yuma) x fem!reader (implied marriage for all hcs) cw food mention , toddler/baby stuff , yuma's child is incredibly sassy , not proofread wc 1170 request no note cien did this to me he put these thoughts in my head (well actually i thought of the thoughts myself BUT STILL) and i am in shambles &team as dads :( net @kstrucknet @lune-net

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ古賀祐大

he’s probably a boy and girl dad, so ends up having at least two kids

but his true form is a goofy dad

will match his childrens energy 200%

always making silly faces and getting them to laugh

would carry them on his shoulders, swing them around, hold them upside down, do the little airplane flying when he’s lying on the ground, etc

all the types of play that are exciting when they’re little

there’s not a day where he fails to find a new activity to entertain your children even as they grow older

from newborn to first day of kindergarten, yudai wants to have fun with his kids

he’ll definitely put them in dance classes when they’re little, but if dance isn’t their thing, that’s fine too!

would always encourage sports and physical activity as main hobbies so that his kids can create memories outdoors while staying active

and he will never miss a game

his children will also be best dressed, taking after their father’s fashion

he loves to dress up his kids and picks the cutest matching outfits for them as well

his camera roll is filled with them and only them (and a few pics of you he snapped while you weren’t looking— he loves his candids)

MURATA FUMA ﾐ村田風雅

boy dad, and his son is like his carbon copy

pokemon was the toy of choice since his child was still in the womb, and heck, you probably have a pokemon themed nursery, as well as plushies, clothes, and other toys

his kid’s favourite pokemons are probably snorlax or mudkip which goes adorably for buying things

frankly fuma is out of control with it

his son loves it, he himself is obsessed with it, there’s no cap on the budget when it comes to bonding with his child over the simple collectibles

he’s the best at introducing new foods to his son, even when he’s scared to try something

seeing his dad eat it and make it look like the yummiest thing always works like a charm

you have your husband to thank for getting your toddler to actually enjoy vegetables

although fuma is a bit paranoid about his child’s health

and absolutely panics whenever his son is sick

he’s not the type to fuss over “healthy” food— as long as his son is eating and getting the nutrients he needs, fuma will absolutely allow sweet treats

speaking of worrying, fuma is a huge worrier :(

he can’t help but be concerned over the littlest things when it comes to his son

very protective over him, but also gives him advice and guidance and is easily the best role model you could ask for your son to have

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ王奕翔

he’s a boy dad and his son is just as much of a softie as he is

raises the shyest kid to ever walk the earth

has to always encourage his son to make new friends or try new things

because his little boy is just so hesitant and afraid of so many things

nicholas wants to show his son how fun things can be as well as dispelling the fear that his kid has

this takes little baby steps and hand holding, but nicholas is the best at being patient and comforting with his son

always tries to give his son a healthy push, but when it gets overwhelming, he understands as well

every small milestone is celebrated like it’s a big deal

because to nicholas, it is

every time he sees his son smile, his heart bursts in his chest

he has the closest bond imaginable with his child, and as such, often spends time playing with him alone even after he’s reached the age that most kids would want to play with their friends

will sing and play guitar or piano with his son, which is one of the few things that isn’t so terrifying to his little brain

even when a wrong note is pressed, the two can laugh it off together and enjoy the process of learning new songs together

he has the cutest father son musical duets to show off to you

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

girl dad in the house

his little daughter will grow up to love watching movies, especially ghibli ones

and well, ponyo may be her favourite for a reason

points and giggles whenever she sees ponyo to compare with her dad

euijoo can’t get over how cute it is every time

he’s the soft and caring type of dad, like he’s incapable of ever getting mad at his daughter

he will scold her when she does something wrong, although it breaks his heart to see her pout and tears

he’s the best at comforting her as well, and it seems as if there’s no safer place than in her father’s arms

loves to play dress up with his daughter, whether it’s a princess tea party or dinosaur onesies

tries to learn how to do his daughter’s hair, to varying success

but he is the best at picking out bows or cute hair accessories for her

reads a bedtime story to her every night, and sometimes has to think of his own stories off the top of his head when his little girl insists on making a new story together

loves to go on walks with his kid or plan cute picnics

peels oranges for his daughter, they’re her favourite fruit

she likes to eat the segments from biggest to smallest saving the cutest piece of orange for last

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ中耒田悠真

this man is a girl dad and he creates the sassiest child by accident

every time his daughter shows you attitude, he has to remind her that it’s no way to treat her mother

you blame yuma for your daughter’s sassiness

yuma is convinced it was partly you as well

either way, you have a bold and cheeky toddler on your hands, and dealing with her can be hard work

fighting her sassiness with more sassiness only works part of the time

gentle words aren’t too effective, yet strongly worded ones often give the opposite affect yuma and you intend

whenever yuma has to introduce his daughter to new people, he’s always a little nervous about how she’ll behave

but he quickly figures out that she knows when and where she can have attitude, and puts on the perfect princess act around strangers

it makes yuma laugh and also slightly impresses him the grasp his daughter has on people already

despite it sometimes feeling like fighting fire with fire, yuma and his kid have a very close bond

and he would protect her from anything

he’s proud of the things she can do as well— her sassy sarcastic attitude shows how smart she really is, and witty as well

although she may not use it for the most perfect reasons

yuma can always joke around and laugh with his kid, his humour matching his daughter’s perfectly

and sometimes he enjoys seeing who can be sassier (it is always his daughter)

&team taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,, @seunghancore,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @talking-saxy,, @hursheys,, @loserlvrss,, @voikiraz,, @hyukabean,, @nicholasluvbot,, @i03jae,, @kangtaehyunzzz

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deer-hunter · 27 days ago

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Big好き (special video for luné)

#andteam #&team #ej #fuma #murata fuma #nicholas #wang yixiang #andteaminc #kpopccc #kpopco #kpopedit #dailybg #jpopnetedit #jpop #userchoi #usergyu #useroro #hicosmo #pinguingifs #byun euijoo

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ninisdollie · 6 days ago

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Juno - Byun Euijoo ✩ . ࿔ ˖

𓈒ིུ ❤︎ ˖ ݁

“In which reader is unhinged about how obsessed she is with her cute boyfriend”

content: +18MDNI fem! reader x EJ, stablished relationship, EJ is a soft dom in this, reader is kinda bold, lots of teasing from reader, fluff, soft vanilla sex, multiple positions, dirty talking, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, reader having a thing for EJ’s hands

You watched as your boyfriend laughed with his friends at the other side of the room, his back resting lazily on the couch, looking so relaxed, his legs spread, god you loved when he sat like that, his manly, bumped arms crossed around his chest, his beautiful, perfect teeth showing up, the sound of his chuckles making your heart flutter inside your chest.

You were head over heels for him.

You and Euijoo had been dating for almost a year now, you’d never thought you would find yourself in such a healthy, sweet, almost perfect relationship like this, until you met him. He was for sure a disney prince brought to real life, a gentleman. Since the moment you two started hanging out, the chemistry was impossible to ignore. He always complimented you, with sweets “You look so pretty today” “Is that a new outfit? I love it on you” “You are gorgeous” and you blushed and giggled like a complete teenager. When he started to pursue you, he brought you flowers and chocolates, with little notes on them, he texted you links with songs that reminded him of you, like: Hi pretty princess, hope you’re having a good day, listen to this song, it made me think of you. He even created a shared playlist for you two.

Once you started dating, he didn’t stop. On the contrary, he made sure that you and everyone knew how in love he was. He took you on romantic dates every weekend, paying for the dinner on fancy restaurants, ordering the most expensive wine on the menu, because he knew how much you loved it. He showered you with gifts of all kinds, pretty, delicate jewerly, beautiful dresses and skirts, candies and make up, all of your favorite things, you didn’t even had to ask for them, he just told you “Let me see your wishlist” and bought all the items for you. To be fair, most of the times you would argue with him, telling him that he didn’t need to spend that much money on you, that if he could please let you pay for dinner this time, he always said no. “You’re my girl to spoil, leave it on my hands”.

It wasn’t only materialistic stuff, he was the sweetest boyfriend ever. Texting you good morning and good night every day, always making sure you were okay, took care of you when you were sick, cuddled you all night when he slept over, showered you in kisses and hugs, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you. He got along with your family, you parents loved him, invited him to dinners and parties, always telling you how lucky you two were to have found each other and to please get married once college was over. This would make you both giggle and blush.

He was just perfect.

So handsome, his gorgeous, silky brown hair that you loved to caress, his long, tall body that had you standing on tiptoes so you could kiss his soft, plump, red lips.

You loved how he made love to you, his sweetness never going away even when he was buried deep inside of you, making you scream his name and arch your back as he told you how perfect, and hot, and beautiful you were.

You loved his hands, those long, thin fingers, how veiny they got when he was using his force to do the most banal things like opening a bottle of wine, how pretty the looked when he wore rings, how he placed them over your mouth to suppress your moans when he made love to you in places where people could hear you, how he slid them inside and you sucked them and gagged around them because you just couldn't help it.

“Stop sitting like that i’m going to ride you in front of everyone” You smirked mischieviously as you texted him from the kitchen, lifting your gaze so you could catch his reaction.

And you giggled, because he took out his phone once he felt it vibrate in his pocket, unlocking it and widening his eyes at the text, blushing, looking around to make sure nobody saw that, almost choking on his drink.

He was just so cute. You wanted to eat him. Or be eaten by him.

"Baby, omg what if i was showing Maki something!!"

You giggled again, but he didn't fix his posture, on the contrary, he lifted his hips just a tiny, little bit, letting out a relaxed sigh, casually making you feel that shiver down your spine, your gaze now devouring him.

Oh so he wanted to play that game.

You finished filling your wine glass, still smirking, and walked towards the group, the friendly chatter and laughs decorating the light air of the night, the boys annoying each other as they always did.

Euijoo smiled widely as he saw you approaching, that sparkly, shiny look he always had in his eyes when he was looking at you, opening his arms to receive you in them, and you hugged him while you sat on his lap, he made sure to fix your skirt so you could sit comfortably without showing anything that you shouldn't, and placed a little kiss on your cheek.

"Ugh, you guys make me sick" Nicholas scrunched his nose at you two, and everyone laughed.

"You're just jealous because you just got dumped" Maki answered, looking at something in his phone, and Euijoo laughed in your ear, his hot breath touched the skin of your neck, making your skin jump.

This opened a conversation that didn't seem to have an ending, because every time someone even slightly mentioned Nicholas' ex, he would start yapping about the break up without stopping, at this point all of you already knew the full story, but you still let him talk, cry and talk shit about her anyways, teasing him just a little bit.

Many nonsense advices, glasses of wine, and friendly banters later everyone was feeling tipsy, laying on the couch still talking. You were resting your head against Euijoo's chest, his hands around your waist tracing little circles with his fingers, ocasionally leaving kisses on the back of your neck and the curve of your shoulders, stealing some on your lips too. He was always extra touchy when he was a little drunk, but you didn't mind, you loved feeling his hands and attention all over you.

"Bro, i just don't understand if you miss her why don't you just fucking call her" Kei was laying on the floor, so done with this conversation, talking to Nicholas while he, still, kept crying over his ex girlfriend.

"He doesn't miss her, he misses her pussy" Maki teased, always so impertinent, you felt Euijoo chuckling in your ear, his hand now caressing your thigh, you squirmed a bit, innocently, just fixing your posture, and you felt how his body tensed up at the movement.

You smirked.

"Stop being such an asshole" Nicholas pushed Maki's arm.

You stopped listening to the conversation, a very naughty idea coming to your mind. Placing your hands above your boyfriend's, which were still on your thighs, you grabbed them just a little tighter so he would keep touching you. He did, moving his long fingers along the soft, recently shaved skin of your legs, sending waves of tingles through your whole body. You glanced at the group, none of them paying attention to you both, just dived in the conversation, so you squirmed again in his lap, gently, very subtly rubbing yourself against his crotch, you heard him gasp under his breath. But he didn't say anything, so that gave you a green light. You then leaned over the coffee table to put away the now empty glass, knowing that this would lift your dress just enough for him to see the cute little pink lacy thong you were wearing tonight, giving him a very small sight of what was waiting for him, he bit his lip, resting his head on his arm, you saw his eyes shifting, a darker, lustful look in them, you heart bumped in your chest, those familiar tingles now traveling between your legs. And you sat again in his lap, now surreptitiously sitting just right onto his crotch, you grinned as you felt him already getting hard beneath his jeans.

You looked back at him, flattering your eyelashes, suppressing a chuckle when you saw his face, partially red, he widened his eyes like telling you "Stop". You didn't.

You weren't the type to usually tease him in public, but to be fair, you were a little tipsy and he already knew how needy and horny you got when you drank wine, that's why you only did it with him, because you knew you wouldn't be able to control yourself being drunk in his presence.

You looked at your friends again, biting your lip before rocking your hips again, just a little bit, enough for them not to notice, but Euijoo clearly did, you felt his breath on your neck again as he groaned very quietly, you were already wet as you felt the bulk in his jeans get bigger, and he squeezed your thigh, another warning for you. You giggled, staying still for a few seconds.

"Yeah y/n, just make fun of me as you always do" Nicholas gave you a dirty look, and you chuckled again even if you had no idea what he was saying before, you were too distracted with the man beneath you, you just couldn't wait for them to leave so you could have what you'd been wishing all night.

By your side, Maki pointed at something besides you.

"Would you pass me the charger please" He asked, and you nodded before bending over again, giving your boyfriend a full on sight of your ass, you suppressed another smirk as you heard him take a deep breath, and you handed the charger to Maki, who went back to his phone immediately.

Euijoo pulled your skirt down, frowning his eyebrows like a kid. You giggled, leaning in to his ear, lips brushing his skin as you whispered. "Can't wait for them to go so you can fuck me all night".

Now his face was completely red, he didn't knew you had this in you, of course you would make some dirty jokes once in a while, but this was new, and he flushed not because of your boldness, but because he was kind of enjoying it.

The night continued and you would bite your lip everytime he took a look at his watch, moving his leg desperately like waiting for the time your friends got drunk enough and went back to their homes. You could see it in his face, he wanted it too.

As if god had listened to your prayers, half an hour later, Kei got up from the floor, because Nicholas was crying again, an exasperated look on his face, his eyes lazy, clearly he was feeling sleepy.

"Bro you're being pathetic, let's go i'll drive you home" He took his arm and made him get up from the couch as he sobbed, Maki got up too, saving his phone on his pocket.

"Can you give me a ride too?" Kei nodded, and took his wallet and cigarettes from the table.

"I'll walk you guys to the door" Euijoo grabbed your waist and you got up from his lap as your friends said bye to you and thanked you for the invitation, you smiled at them before starting to clean up the living room a bit, collecting the empty glasses and bottles before disappearing into the kitchen.

You heard their voices on the hallway, Euijoo telling Nicholas something about how he needed to handle better his emotions and get over his ex now, and telling Kei to drive safely and text him once he got home. You smiled as you took the sponge and washed the glasses in the sink, because he was so sweet, caring for his friends almost as much as he cared for you. Nicholas sobbed again, something unintelligible.

"Just walk, jesus christ"

And then the door closed.

You were putting the clean glasses on the cupboard as you listened Euijoos' steps approach, then you felt his arms around your waist, hugging you with sweetness, placing slow, wet kisses on your neck and shoulders.

"You're so naughty" he whispered in your ear, his voice thick because of the alcohol, and something else.

You turned around to face him, your eyes big, sparkly, your long eyelashes fluttering with fake, very fake innocence, you pouted, wrapping your arms around his neck, him bringing you closer.

"What do you mean baby? I didn't do anything" You smirked, and he chuckled, his hands still on your waist, gripping you tight.

"You've been teasing me all night, it's unfair" He pouted too, and your heart melted, because even being a horny mess he was so fucking cute. "I'm supposed to be a gentleman"

You tilted your head, bringing your face closer to his, rubbing your noses together, your breaths colliding, your lips rubbing together as you spoke, low, the need in your voice impossible to hide.

"What if i don't want you to be a gentleman right now?"

That was all it took for him to kiss you.

He sighed as you kissed, your lips moving at a slow pace, taking your time to savour the alcohol in each other mouths, tongues crashing, heads tilted so the kiss would go deeper. God, every time he kissed you it was like it was the first time, your brain would shut down immediately, nothing else mattered in that moment, just the hot, wet mouth above yours, goosebumps in your whole body, settling between your legs. You whimpered, tangling your fingers on his soft, silky hair, pulling just a little bit so he wouldn't dare to stop kissing you. You bit his lower lip, making him let out a small groan, you felt the bulk in his jeans right against your lower belly.

"Take me to the bedroom baby, please?" You asked with the same needy voice, licking his lips, and you didn't have to ask twice, because he lifted you up with ease, and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he walked outside of the kitchen, heading up to your bedroom.

He got inside your bedroom and closed the door with his foot as he kissed you again, a little sloppier this time, now full on groaning and whimpering in your mouth, exploring with his tongue. He pulled back just to catch his breath as he laid you on the bed, your skirt now all the way up to your waist, showing that delicate thong you were wearing, and his eyes devoured you, taking in every small detail of your perfect being, your delicate body, your beautiful legs, your gorgeous face filled with need, you were driving him crazy.

"You are seriously the most perfect girl in the whole world" He whispered as he leaned over you, between your legs, burying his face in your neck and placing kisses there, you moaned and tilted your head so you'd give him more space, and felt his warm tongue wet your skin, sucking not a little too much, because he never marked you, he always said your skin was too perfect to ruin with hickeys.

"Need you so bad, baby, please make love to me" You almost sobbed, lifting your hips and rubbing yourself against him, feeling extra needy when he was kissing you this sweet and worshiping your body.

"Be patient baby, wanna take my time with you tonight" He then lifted your dress, and slid it out of your body, your bare breasts in front of him, and he didn't waste time into cupping them in his hands, you arched your back, whimpering.

He leaned in and started kissing there now, your nipples hardened as the air made contact with them, and he wrapped his tongue around one, squeezing the other, sucking and moaning against them, eyes closed because he loved your titties so much, and you couldn't help but rub yourself against him again, so needy, so wet beneath your thin panties. He repeated the process in the other one, until both of your breasts were soaked in his spit. Euijoo then pulled back and stared at you again, caressing your thighs and you locked your gaze into his through your long eyelashes, he took a deep breath, as if he couldn't believe you were all his.

Stretching your hands, you slid them beneath his shirt, tracing the lines of his perfectly built abs, his torso, all the way up to his chest, his skin was burning beneath your fingers, and you lifted his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor. He did the same with your underwear, slowly, as if he was unwrapping a present, cursing under his breath when he saw your bare, glistening wet pussy in display, dripping your arousal between your folds, swollen, needy.

"Fuck baby, can't wrap my brain around the fact that you're actually mine" His voice was weak, and you spread your legs wider, giving yourself to him.

"I'm so wet, so needy for you..." You whimpered again, sliding your own hand between your legs and spreading your pussy open for him, he groaned.

And then he snapped, his fingers went directly between your thighs, touching you, sending a jolt of pleasure up your spine as he traced circles, slowly in your clit, your legs threatening to close, but he kept his other hand on your knee, forcing you spread. Next thing you felt was two of his fingers invading your insides, spreading your walls so good and you had to throw your head back and let out a loud moan, as he thrusted them at a slow pace, like teasing you, just wanting to soak them in that sticky, addictive fluid. Wet sounds as he fingered you, kissing you again between moans and groans.

"Is this what you wanted, princess? My fingers inside of you?" He asked, not stopping, rubbing your swollen, sensitive clit with his thumb, making you tremble and sob, your thighs twitching. "So soaked, love how tight you feel around them" His dirty talk was always so sweet, and it made you only messier, needier for him ,for his touch, you wanted everything from him.

You nodded, biting your lip and looking down, watching how his long fingers disappeared into your pussy.

"Use your words, baby, tell me you like it" He lifted his chin just a bit, demanding, but still sweet, curling his fingers inside of you and you moaned again.

"Y-Yes, been wanting to feel them inside of me all night" Your voice was high pitched, faltering because of your gasps and whimpers.

That was the confirmation he needed to start moving his fingers faster, deeper, rougher, until his palm was crashing with your clit, the sound so obscene, sticky, you were practically screaming at this point, he was so good with his hands. He bent over just enough so his face was between your legs, and placed a little kiss in your aching clit, licking, wet and warm tongue as he kept thrusting his digits in and out of you.

"F-Fuck!" You cried, arching your back, shutting your eyes.

"So sensitive" He smiled and then pulled out his fingers, rubbing them around your pussy, spreading your wetness all across it, his fingers glistening, soaked in it.

He brought them to his mouth, licking them clean, tasting you on his tongue and sighing at the delicious taste. And then he kissed you again, hungrily, like wanting to swallow all of you, grabbing your chin and making you suck his tongue, you whimpered again, your whole body on fire, burning, you needed him.

"Juju, baby please..." You begged, desperately pulling his jeans so you could feel his hard member, attempting to unbuckle his belt with shaky, clumsy hands.

"Please what, angel?" Euijoo took your hands away, and you lifted your hips again, desperate for some friction, you were loosing your mind. Your aching, dripping pussy clenching around nothing, needing to be filled. You looked up at him, a broke, needy, crying face, your eyes watering. He ran his hands through your hair, gently removing the strands that had sticked to your face "Tell me, baby, you know i won't give it to you unless you say it". That was true, he always wanted to be sure that he had your consent.

"Please fuck me, i want it so bad, want you to fill me up so good as you always do..."

He kissed your forehead, standing up in front of you as his veiny, manly, beautiful hands unblocked his belt with ease, this one ending up on the floor as well as his jeans and underwear. And you sighed as you watched his full-hard cock bare in front of you, red tip leaking precum, so thick, so delicious, you loved it so much and you needed to feel it inside of you.

He stroked himself a couple of times, breathing heavily, and you opened your legs more, ready for him to finally give you what you wanted, watery, begging eyes looking straight to him. He couldn't held himself back when you looked at him like that. So he grabbed your knees, pushing your legs against your chest, and rubbed the tip of his cock against your soaked folds, up and down, side to side, teasing you and himself, mixing your wetness with his precum, groaning at the feeling.

He slid inside of you slowly, patiently, you always had to have a couple of seconds to adjust to his size, he knew this and he would never dare to hurt you, so he stayed still, as you shut your eyes and breathed through your nose, just a small, short pain that only lasted a fraction of time. "Fuck baby, always so tight and perfect around me" a long, deep moan left his lips.

Then you rocked your hips, that was the green light.

He leaned on his hands above your head, eyes sticked to your face, and started thrusting in and out of you, you moaned at the feeling of finally being stretched so good, your walls clenching around him so perfectly, it was like your pussy was made for his cock and his only. He moved gently, going all the way inside and out again, repeating this a few times and you were sobbing and gasping.

"F-Feels so good..." You could barely talk, your mind was malfunctioning.

This gave him the confidence to move faster, his thrusts getting a little bit rougher, skins crashing, hips rolling against you, tearing you and your pulsing pussy apart, and you could only scream and beg him to please fuck you harder, bumbling, overwhelmed by the pleasure. His hand reaches for your throat, just holding, never choking, and he kisses you, now really fucking you, hard, fast, groaning your name above your mouth as you turn into a pathetic, crying mess.

"You're so perfect, princess, so beautiful, can't get enough of your perfect pussy" His voice was sweet, his words dirty, it drove you insane.

He then pulled out and you almost cried at the empty feeling, but he flipped you over with ease, face now buried in the sheets as he grabbed your hips and lifted them, back arching, creating a perfect curve just for him, and he thrusted into you again and you screamed. Euijoo started taking you from behind, slamming his cock into your g-spot over and over again, going so deep you could feel him in every inch of your insides, fingers gripped to the skin on your hips, thighs crashing with your ass and he groaned and moaned, pussy dripping, warm, tight.

"Shit, such a beautiful sight" He whimpered, and you rocked your hips backwards to meet with his thrusts, fucking yourself into him, this drove him crazy, and he started placing kisses on your back, worshiping your body as he always did. "Will never get tired of you".

He squeezed your ass, because even if he was soft with you he loved your perfectly round glutes, so he couldn't help but touch them and adore them, specially when you looked so beautiful in fours, cock disappearing inside of you. Then he took you by your shoulders, making you straighten and rest your back on his chest, sticky, sweaty, burning skins over each other, and you trembled in his arms as he kept fucking you, he moved your hair to the side, kissing your exposed neck, his hand running through your chest, to your belly, to between your legs, fingers finding your clit, rubbing at the same pace as his hips, and this made you sob again, high-pitched moans now leaving your mouth non stopping, pleasure taking you over. He whispered in your ear, lips brushing your skin.

"So good for me, so perfect, my pretty princess" His words made you clench around him, pussy swallowing him so good, and you felt a knot building on your lower belly.

"F-Fuck baby, i'm gonna cum..."

He rubbed his fingers faster, as well as his thrusts pace, sucking the skin on your neck.

"Yeah? Do it, princess, cum for me, give it to me, cmon, let me take care of you"

It didn't take much longer for you to break, loud, high pitched scream as you came around his cock, body completely crashed, back arched, eyes shut and tears down your cheeks, the strong orgasm making you fall apart, your pussy pulsing, wet, dripping down your thighs and on the sheets beneath your bodies. You fell onto the bed again, immobile.

Then his thrusts turned a little bit sloppier, rhythm lost, senseless, erratic, and you knew he was close too, he held your hips tighter, groaning over and over again, cursing breathless, the wet sounds of your pussy filling the room along with your devastated moans and his raspy voice, he couldn't wait any longer.

"F-Fuck princess, i'm gonna cum"

You grabbed the sheets into your fists, nodding with your head desperately.

"Y-Yes, please fill me up baby, wanna feel you inside, wanna have your babies"

That was it, you felt it. Last thrusts as his pulsing cock discharged inside of you, warm, creamy liquid filling you up, so good, so meant to be, guttural groan leaving his mouth as he came inside, deep, he trembled a bit over your body, taking a few seconds before pulling out, watching as his cum leaked out of you, so perfect. His chest moving up and down, exhausted, satisfied, happy. You glanced at him over your shoulder, and he grabbed you so you could lay on his chest, kissed you softly, gentle, as always.

"I'm so in love" He whispered, now blushing, and you chuckled, shaking your head in awe. He just came inside of you and now he was blushing, unbelievable.

He kissed your head, tangling his fingers in your hair, arm around your waist tracing circles. You closed your eyes, feeling his warm body against yours, so vulnerable, the sound of his heart pounding in your ear, you smiled, because you'd never felt so loved, so safe.

"I won't take the morning-after pill tomorrow" You joked, and he widened his eyes, terrified, face all red again.

sorry if this has any mistakes i finished this at 3:00 am :(

#&team smut #&team hard thoughts #&team hard hours #&team fluff #&team x reader #&team imagines #&team ej #andteam smut #andteam ej smut #byun euijoo #kpop smut

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nakakitayumas · 1 month ago

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BYUN EUIJOO [&DAY ON] 2024 AAA VLOG

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ejudollz · 22 days ago

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who else thinks euijoo likes hickeys on his waist and tummy.. who else thinks euijoo would whine and roll his hips up against you when you kiss him over his boxers.. who else is insane..

#💭 bunny yaps 🐇#so #yeah i #im #a lot happenibg #right now #FUCKSJGSJDHSJSJDHDND #UGHDHJDJDKD #&team smut #andteam smut #&team ej smut #andteam ej smut #&team smut imagines #&team ej smut imagines #andteam smut imagines #andteam ej smut imagines #byun euijoo smut

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enha-hype · 1 month ago

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&team - period care ♡ (hyung line)

how each member deals with/reacts to different period symptoms

pairing: bf!&team x afab!reader

genre: fluff and lots of comfort

warnings: mentions of period blood, period pain, dizziness, crying, cursing

w.c.: around 500-700 for each member

a/n: if this doesn't flop i'll post part 2 with maknae line lol. also everybody cheer i wrote something for someone other than nichojoo! xD

🪐 euijoo (crying spells)

you wake up feeling like shit and wanting to cry for no particular reason other than that you're on your period and your hormones are all over the place. added to that was the fact that the space next to you on the bed was empty – your boyfriend was already up. which isn't unusual, euijoo had always been an early bird. however, on that particular morning you couldn't help but wish he was still in bed cuddling you – maybe then you would be feeling less shitty. you feel kind of offended although you know it isn't fair – how is he supposed to know what you want if you don't tell him?

(more under the cut!)

“juju?” you call out but there's no answer – he probably couldn't hear you. you groan and steel yourself to get out of bed; it's about time anyway.

you head to the bathroom to freshen up and do your morning duties and when you emerge from the bedroom you find euijoo in the kitchen making breakfast.

“good morning my love,” he greets you with his warm smile and the sight of him immediately makes you feel a little better. “if you've brushed your teeth have this while you wait. breakfast will be ready in 10!”

‘this’ refers to a bowl of peeled pomegranates sitting on the kitchen table. you look at it and then back at him. he peeled an entire pomegranate for you despite how time consuming and troublesome it must've been. AND he's making breakfast. and most importantly, he looks so damn happy doing it. as you stare at the bowl of pomegranates, you can feel your eyes starting to water and the tears spill over soon after.

“no no baby what's wrong? do you not like pomegranates? but they're good for you – especially on your period,” euijoo is by your side in a minute brushing the tears away.

the fact that he specifically looked up what foods are good on your period only makes you more emotional and you feel guilty for feeling upset at him for not staying in bed longer. when you're finally coherent enough for him to be able to understand what you're saying amidst your sobs, he lets out a frustrated chuckle of disbelief.

“that's why you're crying? god you had me worried for a bit there,” he says, hugging you to his chest.

“you're literally the sweetest ever...what did i do to deserve you?” you mumble.

“sweetheart that was the bare minimum,”

“not to me!” you sniffle, wondering what the hell the opposite of bare minimum was. “to me that was like– like, the grand maximum!”

he giggles at that. “alright, cutie. let's get you something to eat,”

after a morning of crying about peeled pomegranates, then about how delicious the breakfast was and then crying about all the crying, you've finally calmed down. you're lying on euijoo's lap and he's running his fingers through your hair with one hand replying to his texts using the other.

“it's very aptly named the orange peel theory, don't you think?” you ask.

“uhh but that was a pomegranate i peeled, not an orange...”

“yes but you're an orange,” you explain like it's the most obvious thing.

he stares blankly at you. “i'm...an orange?”

“uh huh,”

he gives in because really, what choice does he have? “whatever you say my love,”

🪐 fuma (dizziness)

murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. even when things don't work out or seem to be going downhill, he never panics and instead seeks to figure out what the next plan of action should be – because really, what good would freaking out do? not a lot of things scared him either, it was like the man had no weaknesses. he is one of the most level-headed people you know, and it's no wonder that people often came to him for advice – murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. except when it comes to you.

for your date today, you're at a mini concert hall to watch this indie rock band play. fuma has been obsessed with them ever since he discovered them a few months ago and after weeks of trying you were finally able to get tickets for today. there's just one tiny problem however – you're on your period, and you don't do well in crowded spaces during this time especially if you have to stand for a long period of time, like you have been for a while now.

fuma is of course not aware of this – as far as he knows your period is not due for another week. you know that if you had told him, he would've not only made you stay home but would've stayed back himself to take care of you and you didn't want to do that to him; you knew how excited he'd been for this.

and so here you both are. you're only halfway through the concert and you're already regretting it. you've been standing for over an hour now and you badly want to – no, need to sit down. you feel kind of breathless and you're sweating but your body also feels weirdly cool at the same time. the music and the screaming around you start to sound like they're coming from far away and you sway on the spot. the last thing your eyes register before you black out is fuma’s panicked eyes.

when you come to, it takes you a minute to figure out where you are – on the couch in the waiting area outside near the receptionist’s desk. worry is etched into your boyfriend's features as he hovers over you along with two other people you don't recognise.

“oh good they're awake. yeah it looks like they just need some air,” one of them says.

fuma helps you sit up and you avoid meeting his eyes; you're mortified.

“how are you feeling?” he asks gently.

you nod and smile sheepishly. “i'm okay now, it just felt a little suffocating in there is all,”

he studies you carefully like he isn't convinced and you notice beads of sweat drying on his forehead. after fuma has thanked and bid adieu to the two strangers who had been kind enough to help your boyfriend who had apparently been running around like a headless chicken after you fainted, he comes to you and envelopes you in a hug so tight you think you might pass out again.

“please don't do that ever again oh my god i swear my heart stopped that was the most distressing 10 minutes of my life. it felt like it lasted forever,”

you chuckle weakly and pat his back comfortingly. “it's a pity i wasn't conscious to see it,”

he pulls back and gives you a stern and disappointed look. “that's not funny, y/n,”

“okay yeah i'm sorry i made you panic. i should've told you the truth, it was stupid,”

“incredibly stupid. i can't believe you thought i would care about a stupid concert more than you,”

“well no it's actually because i knew you would care more about me being okay that i didn't tell you. i wanted you to have a fun time since you've been working so hard lately,”

“any time i spend with you is fun. i don't need to go to a concert for fun,” he grumbles.

“you know what i mean though,”

he crosses his arms across his chest. “no i don't. and you know what? you've just lost walking privileges for the next two days for lying to me and then passing out,”

“i've lost wa– what? fuma don't be ridiculous,”

“it's no more ridiculous than what you just did,” he retorts obstinately.

and he was actually serious about it – he carried you bridal style to the car and then from the car to your apartment and he wouldn't even put you down inside the elevator; he waited until he got to your shared bedroom. and even though you assured him you were fine he proceeded to fuss over you for the next couple of days, not letting you step out of the house without his “supervision”.

🪐 kei (muscle pain)

it's the second day of your period and your legs are hurting more than usual because you had had to stand for hours at the conference at work earlier today. while the pain isn't exactly unbearable, it's still bad enough that sleep keeps evading you. you roll over and look at the clock on the side table – it's 12.47 am. the longer you stay awake, the less well-rested you'll be tomorrow. you have to be up in 5 hours. tears of frustration make their way down your cheeks.

not wanting to disturb your boyfriend kei who is peacefully asleep beside you, you get out of bed and make your way to the couch in the living room. you flop down and try massaging your legs, sniffling quietly.

kei stirs awake a little while later. he reaches an arm out sleepily to pull you close but when he finds the bed empty he immediately sits up.

“y/n?” he calls out, his voice thick with sleep. he walks out to the living room and sees your hunched figure on the couch and frowns. he's about to switch on the light when he hears you sniffle and freezes. he stands there for a few seconds listening to you cry, his heart slowly breaking. he wonders why you ever felt like you couldn't come to him with whatever was troubling you.

he turns on the light and makes his way to you as you quickly wipe your face and try to seem okay. he wraps a comforting arm around your shoulder.

“what's wrong?” he asks softly.

“it's nothing. just a bit of muscle pain. i'll be fine in a while, kei. go back to bed.”

kei is not having it. he scoops you up off the couch effortlessly and carries you back to your room, ignoring your weak protests. “is it because of your period? why didn't you wake me?” he asks while he lays you down gently on the bed.

“it's really not that serious, babe. besides it's late and you have work tomorrow,”

“so? you do too. and if anything you need to sleep more than i do.”

“it's really not that big of a deal...” you start to say and kei gives you a disappointed look. he sighs and doesn't say anything further, just quietly massages your legs. but dang does the man have magic hands. his strong hands skillfully knead your leg muscles and you can feel the pain slowly fading away. you could cry tears of relief. you sigh contentedly and mumble a thank you, holding out your arms for a hug but he ignores you. “kei?”

“do you not trust me?”

the question catches you off guard. “what?”

“you never come to me when you're in pain...” he sounds so dejected.

“oh, love,” you sit up and scooch closer to him. “of course i trust you. it's just– you're always taking care everyone else and–”

“because i like taking care of the people i love. and i love you the most. but you never let me do anything for you even though you're always taking care of me and i don't know, it sometimes feels like you don't trust me enough to be vulnerable with me…” his voice cracks on the last syllable and you want to kick yourself.

you never meant to make him feel this way. he was always the one taking care of those around him so in your relationship at least you wanted him to be on the receiving end which is why you tried never to burden him with your problems, big or small. but you were so caught up in what you thought was best for him that you didn't consider how he might feel about it.

“i'm sorry, i didn't realise how that must make you feel, love. i trust you more than i trust anyone, of course you're the one i always want to run to no matter what. so from now that's what i'll do, okay?”

“you promise?”

“i do,” you seal it with a soft kiss on his pout, which makes him smile. he massages you until you fall asleep, and snuggles up next to you soon after.

🪐 nicholas (staining)

you wake up to the unmistakable feeling of blood soaking through your underwear onto your pants and you yeet yourself out of bed as fast as you can praying it hasn't gotten on the covers as well – you're at your boyfriend nicho's place.

but luck was not on your side – there's a coin-sized dark red stain on the light blue sheet. fucking great. you cannot believe this. how on earth did you manage to bleed through not one but two extra large pads?! god kill me. you make your way to the bathroom as quietly as possible so as not to wake your boyfriend – you know how much he loves to sleep and how grumpy he gets when he's woken up. granted, he doesn't mind as much when it's you but you still don't want to disturb him.

you clean yourself up, grateful you had brought an extra pair of underwear and night pants for your stay. then you wet a piece of cloth and head back, leaving the bathroom door open just a sliver so there's enough light for you to see. you lift the stained part of the sheet a little so it doesn't stain the mattress and proceed to rub the wet cloth against it so you can at least get the blood off of it – you know it'll be much harder to clean once it dries – and you can't very well strip the entire sheet off the mattress with your boyfriend still sleeping. and god, does he look so incredibly adorable.

the stain looks significantly much lighter now, and you head back to the bathroom to rinse the cloth out and apply a drop of detergent liquid to it. you glance at the clock on your way – it's 2:14 am. you groan internally. you can't even go straight to bed after this because you will also have to wash the bloody mess that's your underwear and pants. you had triple checked to make sure everything was leak-proof before bed but there's only so much you can do when your body apparently likes ejecting copious amounts of blood for no good reason. and now you're stuck dealing with the aftermath when all you really wanna do is collapse and never wake up for a week but you can't and are now questioning whether a uterus is really worth having or if you can just rip it out. you're so preoccupied thinking about all this while washing up at the bathroom sink that you don't notice nicholas standing at the bathroom door watching you until he speaks up.

“that's a lot of blood...”

you meet his alarmed eyes in the mirror. “oh shit oh fuck i'm so sorry nicho i didn't mean to wake you or for you to see this and i'm so sorry it got on the sheets as well- just a little but i'm still sorry i swear i don't–”

“hey hey hey babe shhh it's okay, stop apologising,” he places his hands on your shoulders and gently squeezes to halt your anxious rambling. you look close to tears and it breaks his heart. “why are you even apologising baby? i said that's a lot of blood in the sense that i was worried - is it normal for you to be bleeding that much?”

“well, um sometimes i guess but– wait are you sure? you're not mad?”

“why on earth would i be mad?” he looks a little hurt that you would think that.

“because i got blood on your sheets...”

“so? that can be washed,”

“i also woke you up...and you love sleep....”

he cups your face. “i love you more, dumbass. if anything i'm just mad you didn't wake me sooner - i could've helped you clean up,”

you stare at your boyfriend, taking in his bleary eyes and his hair sticking up in all directions and the earnest sincerity in what he just said. you didn't think it was possible to love him more than you already did but here you are.

divider credits: @/enchanthings-a

#&team fluff #&team scenarios #&team ej #&team fuma #&team k #&team nicholas #wang yixiang #byun euijoo #koga yudai #murata fuma #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #&team imagines #&team x reader #&team #andteam fluff #andteam drabbles #andteam scenarios

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kireilien · 1 month ago

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brother’s best friends w/ pervy nichojoo!

pair. stoner!nicholas + tutor!euijoo x fem!reader; wc. 1,219

tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing, rambling so no proper grammar or spelling, w some stupid ass memes; race neutral reader, nicho’s has weed obviously, corruption, virgin!reader, drugging, (extreme) branding; juju’s has panty kink, unprotected sex mention/breeding, obsession, reader is also lwk a freak; overall they’re both like genuine perverts so read at will!!!!

note. my brain turned off for like 10 minutes and u get this guys this is what cock does to you smh anyways i have teamie brainrot rn they became my ults a week ago out of nowhere BUT! i can't get over nichojoo brother's best friend(s) it makes my brain melt of how insane they'd be. stoner/perv!nicho and tutor/perv!juju has my fucking heart

stoner/perv!nicho literally refuses to look at his best friend’s little sister like that. your brother would gen kill him if he tried anything. but… guys he can’t resist you.

he can’t help when he’s hotboxing in your brother’s room, his first high thoughts are about you. js salivating on using you, corrupting you, absolutely feining for you.

his innocent best friend’s younger sister is js so cute. never brought home a bf, never went to parties, never did anything bad, quite the opposite of your brother.

nicho can literally close his eyes and immediately imagine the positions he’d put you in, the places where he cums on you, the names he’d make you call him, everything and the THIRD.

nicho starts to feel insane whenever he gets cotton mouth from the joint, he gets up and gets a cup of water from your kitchen and suddenly there you are in your oversized shirt that gets nicho batshit insane he can LITERALLY see your ass and your hard ass nipples but he simply gets his water and dips.

you’ve never done that before WHY THE FUCK IS HE SEEING YOU LIKE THIS HE CAN NOT HE NEEDS TO PUSH DOWN THESE FEELINGS he says that to himself but when he’s back at home, the first thing he does is literally rub one out abt you.

he’s so sick in the head but he wants to get you high, fuck you so slow, use you as his own cum dump, mark you down whether that means hickeys, hand marks, bruises, or his name etched on your skin– WHAT WHO SAID THAT. he wants to claim you so fucking bad but you’re just his best friend’s younger sister he can not.

buttttt you think otherwise. nicho is so fucking hot to you. you constantly cum on your fingers thinking about him and him alone. ugh he’s so hot when his eyes are low and that little laugh he does when he’s on a different planet but he still talks to you it makes you go INSANE!

yk your brother has been gatekeeping his friends, “they’re bad people. don’t date them” but who cares you need nicholas wang in your drawls and in your drawls NEOWWWWW

that’s where you wait out in the living room, counting down the seconds that nicho comes out of your brother’s room for a cup of water. he comes out and you basically pounce on him asking, “nicholas can you help me with something?”

obviously he’s like what the fuck what the fuck abort mission but you drag him into your room, lock your door, and ask him, “can you teach me how to fuck?”

oh he's absolutely heaven sent. he got light headed of how fast the blood went to his cock. but obviously sweet little nicho goes, “y/n, no. your brother would kill me. i can’t do that to you.” you roll your eyes and scoff, “pleaseeee nichoooo, can i at least know how to give head?” k so ur calling him nicho that makes his eyes roll back to the back of his head AND you want him to give him head??? his jeans feel so fucking tight he breaths out gives in.

and trust when he’s insanely cervix deep into you, he does NAWT give a single FAWK if your brother is trying to find where he is. he would take you and your bratty pussy over not having a hotbox session with your brother again. he can js get can high with you now and live out those very fantasies he had!!!!!!! oh u sick pervy nicho!!!!!

tutor/perv!juju

LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING whoever said juju is a perv first u are absolutely correct in every timeline he’s such a sore perv it makes me wanna

k so like listen ur failing calc (if u like calc ur wrong) and guess who loves calc!!!!! juju does!!! and yk he’s apart of your brother’s friend group so you go up to him being like “heyyyy can juju tutor me for calc?” and sweet innocent juju, your brother goes yeah! sure! juju is so nice and angel-like he won’t lay a finger on you!!!!!!!

WRONG ANSWER FOREHEAD

juju has had his eye on you since you entered college (guys think of like a year or two age gap nothing insane). the way your tits sit in your top, the way your jeans hug you so good, the way your smell infiltrates his brain.

everything abt u makes him crazy he’s even considered buying your perfume, buy some panties, spray it on them and jack off smelling “your” panties, ALLEGEDLY! ALLEGEDLY! he would “neverrrrrr”

anyways, your first session is normal! you actually understand the curriculum and you get to stare at juju’s sexy ass face! such a win win! but that man was strugglingggggg when he got back to his dorm.

he was pacing around the room, his roommate was concerned as fuck, “bro are you okay?” “i think!” he literally asks his roommate to leave a little because he needs to “calm” his thoughts…. hmmm aurkay juju!

he literally starts fucking his fist wanting you bent over his dorm bed and make you his. juju is so obsessive over you he starts cursing out any ex thats wronged you before bc yk who can treat you better than everyone else on this earth? him!!!

juju wants to cum on your tits, ass, face, tummy, inside– INSIDE? oh he’s so fucked up wanting to cum inside. when he cums all over his hand, he knows he’s gonna have an even harder time when the next session rolls around.

you’re no better. you’re in your bed thinking how euijoo js left your house and you’re like fuck. he was so hot. gently correcting you, aiding when you needed the help, clapping and cheering when you correctly solved a question. ugh. like whip it out already. what that dick look like rn.

your fingers find their way in your underwear and already feel how wet you’ve gotten. juju u sick ass freak...... come and freak out this pussy.......

the next tutor session the both of you can feel the tenseness that you're both sharing. like FUCK you’re both so hot juju can feel how tight his cock feels against his hand, desperately trying to cover his erection while you sit there in your short skirt KNOWING your panties are practically flooding from the mere AURA from this man. oh this is bad.

when juju suggests a break, you comply, waiting for the best moment to open up. as juju was trying to drink some water you literally blurt out, “juju do you wanna feel my panties right now” NOW WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT Y/N OHHHH NOW YOU’VE FREAKED OUT JUJU HE MUST THINK OHHHH Y/N IS SO FUCKING DISGUSTIN– “yes”

what

juju finds his hands shifting under your skirt and softly swipes your clothed clit to feel how drenched your panties are. this is literally a dream that came true for him. he lets out a shaky breath before asking, “can i fuck you, y/n?” and i wonder what you say!!! spoiler you let juju keep your soaking wet panties for him to smell and mouth at for later!!!

end. i hope you guys liked this more silly type of ramble without a care of grammar and spelling w my memes from my curated selection ♡︎ hehe tell me what you think!!!!!

#♡︎ lien brain rambles #&team smut #andteam smut #nicholas wang smut #nicholas smut #nicho smut #byun euijoo smut #euijoo smut #ej smut #kpop smut #jpop smut #smut #can i have two large orders of nichojoo cock pls?

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starrihan · 21 days ago

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Hii <3

How do you think &Team Hyung line would react to female best friend not wearing a bra and they accidentally touch them.

I love ur writing! ⭐️

hiii nonnie! youre too sweet thank you!!! i always appriciate when people say they love my writing 🥹🥹 also its crazy that i already had an idea to write something like this so im excited that we had the same idea!

each part is ~500-700 words long (they get longer for each member 😅)

-> Here's a link to all my other masterlists!

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he called you over to the dorms as if it were an emergency. you were laying in bed, about to go to sleep when his messages kept buzzing your phone. you groaned, picking up the device and looking at the dimly lit screen, only to read in all caps: "Y/N COME QUICK ITS URGENT I NEED YOUR HELP!" so of course you spring into action, not bothering to put on a bra and just grabbing your jacket, bolting out the door.

you're there within minutes, making sure you brought emergency meds and a first aid kit just incase, knowing the boys didn't have any at their dorm.

"whats all this for?"

K says casually as he opens the door. But you don't pay him any mind, running in:

"WHERES THE EMERGENCY? WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU OKAY? WHERE'S TAKI? DID MY SON GET INJURED?!"

you look around frantic, adrenaline still pumping through your veins.

"what? no. i needed your help with this recipe. i don't know how to do this one technique and you cook so i thought–"

your back is turned to him, anger bubbling up inside of you.

"–Koga Yudai. you texted me that it was an emergency but ALL YOU NEEDED WAS HELP WITH A GODDAMNED RECIPE??!! I COULD JUST KILL–"

he reaches his hand out, trying to grab your shoulder to spin you around when you decide to turn yourself, stopping your sentence when his big hand lands straight on your right boob. he's frozen in place, stunned by his own hand placement.

"hello? earth to K? mind taking your hand off of my chest so i can yell at you more you sick pervert?"

"oh, uh... yeah, sorry..."

he says, nervously, an awkward hand going to scratch at the nape of his neck as a light pink blush dusts his cheeks.

"what? you've never touched a boob before? why the bashfulness?"

his blush grows deeper, quickly denying your allegations.

"i've touched a woman's boobs before but never my best friend's! sorry for feeling embarrassed, damn."

you shrug your shoulder, crossing your arms over your chest, elevating them.

"i didn't mind it. you could've kept it there longer, its been a while since someone's touched them anyway, what better person to do it then you i guess."

its like his brain short-circuited for a second. like he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"you're serious? you want me to keep touching your boobs?"

"i didn't mean it like that. i'm just saying if you want to, you can."

you look away, feeling a little embarrassed yourself now for even suggesting the idea.

"and suddenly i'm not hungry anymore."

he looks at you dead in the face as you look down, watching the ever-growing tent in his pants forming before your eyes, a smirk creeping its way onto your face as you let out a little chuckle.

"you're too easy, you know that?"

"i'm a touch starved man and busy, what did you think was going to happen?"

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Fuma:

you wanted to start going to the gym to get in shape. you had many events coming up and you wanted to be in the best shape you could, at least to keep your energy up throughout the day, so of course you enlisted the help of your best friend and gym rat, Fuma.

"you better be grateful, i'm skipping one of my precious gym days to help you out."

you stop in tracks, bowing down to him and being extra dramatic in your delivery:

"thank you, oh great lord Fuma. your assistance is much appreciated i have no earthly idea what i would do without your holy guidance!"

he rolls his eyes, gently nudging you forward as you laugh at your own antics. upon making it to the gym, you set your belongings down near the yoga mats, stretching first as a warm-up. he shows you what to do, like your own personal trainer, having you complete a set of stretches and even some Pilates-style workouts before heading over to the big machines.

after your workout, you both decided to get some food. you head over the bathrooms, showering quickly before putting your gym clothes away and putting on your regular outfit. you look in your bag, finding everything you needed except for a spare bra. after looking in your bag two more times, you curse at yourself, realizing that you forgot to pack an extra bra. the shirt you brought to wear after your workout was a little tight, but you hoped not much could be seen, you didn't really have an other choices for clothing, opting not to bring a jacket today because it was nice out.

upon walking out, you can't help but shiver, the cool air from the AC's blasting throughout the gym catching you off guard. you didn't notice the way your nipples had pebbled due to the cold. you sit at one of the nearby benches, waiting for Fuma. a couple minutes later, he walks out with all of his belongings.

"finally, took you long enough!"

you exasperate, getting up and facing him. he laughs, looking down at you when he notices your nipples poking through the shirt. you don't notice his wandering eyes, another shiver running up your body.

"cold?"

he says as you nod.

"i think its just the AC's though, i should be fine outside."

"no, here."

he says, going to put his jacket over your shoulders. you laugh, trying to fight his jacket away, saying you'll be fine one you leave the gym. he continues his actions though, now just to tease you but stops when he manages to get the jacket over both of your shoulders, the palm of his hand grazing your hard nipple as you let out a soft moan.

he looks at you in shock as your face flushes a deep red, embarrassment coursing through your body as the moan you let out because of your best friend. you take the jacket, forcefully pulling it over your shoulders to hide your chest.

"if i had known you would be moaning for me i wouldn't have done it in public."

he says, trying to lighten the mood.

"so you would do it in private?"

you look at him, dumbfounded by the audacity of the man in front of you to crack such jokes.

"only if you wanted me to."

he says, walking ahead of you while laughing. you scoff angrily, catching up to him.

"you're a freak!"

"i'm not the one that moaned in public because of my best friend."

the smirk he wore on his face was smug, but you couldn't lie and say you didn't consider his offer after that.

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Nicholas:

he called you over to the practice room one day, asking for help on this new choreography that he was trying to learn. you had both met in a dance academy so he knew he could rely on you as a dance partner to help him out.

thinking that it wasn’t going to be anything too vigorous, you opted for a comfy outfit, a simple hoodie and leggings and no bra. heading to the room, you greet your best friend with a hug.

“Y/N!”

Nicholas calls out. you hadn’t seen him in a while with his group being so busy promoting and preparing for a comeback and tour, so naturally you were really excited to see him again.

“Nicho!”

after catching up for a bit, he showed you the choreo, laughing a little when you tried to replicate the moves with just your arms first. once you felt you had the hand movements down, you stood up to practice the actual steps of the dance, the footwork a little confusing at first.

after practicing by yourself for a while, you told Nicholas that you were ready to practice with him, going over each move step by step. he was having difficulty executing the move smoothly. the way he was doing it made the dance feel segmented instead of flowing naturally with his body. the move required him to spin into a backflip, then having to continue the dance without getting dizzy as the footwork was hard.

you practiced over and over again, helping him with his spins into the flip, but each time he’d mess up the footwork afterwards, still slightly disoriented from the spin-flip.

you tell him to rest a little, practicing the moves separately at first before trying to combine them. you started off fine, facing the same struggles as him before understanding how you kept yourself oriented. Nicholas just stood there, watching as you tried over and over again to perfect the move. he could tell you were starting to get a little dizzy yourself, the speed in combination with such difficult moves catching up to you.

you tried again, losing control of your spin. you braced yourself, expecting your back to hit the hardwood floor, but never feeling the impact. instead, you look up, opening your eyes to see a wide-eyed Nicho looking down at you in horror.

“geez, do I look that ugly from this angle? why do you look so scared?”

but it isn’t until the adrenaline wears off that you feel it: both of Nicholas’s hands cupping your unsupported tits. your eyes go just as wide as his before you find the footing to get yourself up.

“why aren’t you wearing a bra? we’re practicing a dance!”

“i didn’t think it was gonna be this hard! bras are uncomfortable!”

you’re yelling at each other out of embarrassment, the blush on both of your cheeks the same color as Nicho’s hair, but he couldn't argue your logic.

"next time i ask you to practice can you please wear a bra?"

"why? its not like you'll have to hold them again."

"well what if i do?"

and you look at him confused, cause why would he need to hold your boobs for a dance?

"if you do then you're a pervert for wanting to hold them again. too good to keep your hands off?"

he looks away from you as if your stare could turn him into stone, but his silence intrigues you.

"oh my god Nicholas do you want to hold my boobs again?"

"well not when you put it like that, you weirdo."

he grumbles, hands in his face that he even admitted that in the first place.

"if you can perfect this part by the end of the day i'll let you hold them again."

his head shoots up from his palms, the motivation to learn the dance rushing back. he gets up without a word, practicing again.

"and i'm the weirdo."

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Euijoo:

you had asked him to study at library together. you both had exams coming up, but you didn't want to study alone, so you called him to keep you company knowing he had his own work to catch up on.

"hey Y/N! thanks for inviting me out to study with you. i've gotten so sick and tired of being holed away in my dorm. Nicholas can be a handful sometimes."

he sighs, putting his stuff down across from you at the library table. you laugh, enjoying his little anecdote.

"i've only met him a couple of times, but he does seem a little high-maintenance. i'm glad i could get you out of there for a bit! i know i'm gonna be here for at least 4 hours studying for this exam."

you sigh, getting ready to bury yourself in your books, catching a glimpse of Euijoo putting his glasses on above your laptop screen. you didn't want to admit it to yourself, but you had been crushing on Euijoo for a while now. you felt wrong about it, knowing that he was your best friend and that he probably didn't see you in that way.

about an hour into your study session, you look around your work space, overwhelmed at the amount of papers and books you have scoured open to write this essay. it was a 15-page research paper for your biomed class that required you to search through published books you couldn't find online. you stand up, alerting Euijoo of your plan to search for a particular book, not to mention the fact that you needed to stretch your legs. he nods, going back to his work.

you don't travel very far, still within Euijoo's line of sight as you come across the biomed section. you scan the bookshelf, silently cheering when you find the book. you go on your tippy-toes, the book much higher on the shelf than you were able to distinguish upon initially seeing it. you kept trying, just barely grazing the book each time.

looking up from his laptop, he notices your struggle, finding it cute before chuckling to himself and getting up to help you.

"need some help?"

he chuckles, watching you struggle some more. you turn to face him, about to say yes when you feel your hand on the book slip, knocking it out of place. Euijoo moves quickly, grabbing your waist to move you out of the way of the book's fall, or what he thought was your waist.

you look up at him, surprised etched on your face, one because of how quickly he reacted in moving you out of the way, essentially protecting you, but two because of his risqué hand placement, especially since you chose today of all days not to wear a bra underneath your hoodie. it didn't help that he was holding onto you so tight, effectively squeezing your tits.

"are you okay? you didn't get hurt, right?"

you smile at his concern, shaking your head 'no,' awkwardly pointing your finger at his hand that was still wrapped around you, probably out of shock and making sure you were okay. the blush on your face makes so much sense to him now, reeling his hand back in horror after realizing what he had been holding this whole time, but he couldn't help but think about how your tits felt in his hands, especially without a bra.

"oh my god i'm so sorry. i guess i underestimated our height difference, i thought i was holding your waist..."

you found his nervousness adorable but you thanked him nonetheless for helping you out.

"do you usually not wear bras?"

your entire body heats up at his question, not expecting him to be so bold. you shake your head, looking down to avoid his gaze while picking up the dropped book.

"i normally do wear them, but they do get uncomfy, maybe i shouldn't wear them as often."

you look up to see his reaction, his face the same shade of red as yours. you exchange quiet glances during the rest of your study session, not being able to shake the thought of your crush holding your boobs.

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3vergr3en · 10 months ago

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hi! I love your work! I noticed you've been a fan of eujoo lately... me too :,) if you have time or are interested, how do you think the andteam members would act when they have a crush? thank you!

❥ How &Team would react to having a crush on you

(🥐) PAIRING . OT9 x fem!reader

(🥞) A/N . ANON. I LOVE YOUUU. and thank you so much for requesting this !! and yesss, byun euijoo has all I've been thinking about (he's so cute that I'm getting pissed off.)

(🍮) ADDITIONAL INFO . everything below is just cutesy filth.

Koga Yudai - K

hes actually quite shy surprisingly.

you'd expect him to be all like, "I like you!!" when he first realized that he thought more of you than just a friend.

but he's actually quite sheepish when it comes to you.

one glance from you has his heart pounding in his chest.

or one 'hi, yudai!' has his knees buckling.

he tries to make himself look and act perfect when being around you, deathly afraid of any mishaps happening bc all he wants is for you to think that he's cool :(

but he's so busy trying to perfect himself, that he fails to do the part where you had to be yourself.

"Yudai. You didn't need to do all of that if you wanted to impress me. You could've just asked me out." You smile fondly, combing back his curtain bands with your hand.

"I messed up my chance, didn't I?"

"Not yet."

Murata Fuma - Fuma

honestly not surprised when realizing.

he loves having you around with him and the guys,

or when you ask him to come over to help with some appliances.

He doesn't mind fixing them bc not only does he get to see you more, but he also doesn't want your place collapsing on you <3

you're independent, funny, and super sweet to anyone around you.

who wouldn't like you?

When he decided to go tell you,

he's SUPER straightforward.

"Y/n, the reason why I asked you to come see me today was because.. I found myself having feelings for you than I would for just a friend."

He knows what he wants, and he acts on it. he hates beating around the bush. (which is so attractive btw)

If he can have you as his now, why would he want to wait any longer?

"Oh! I.. wasn't expecting you to be so straightforward about it. Usually guys would just--"

"Well, I'm not like them." He chuckles, "I'm a man who knows how to treat a woman right."

Don't gotta say anymore, you're already planning a date with him.

(and possibly your guys's future together)

Wang Yixiang - Nicholas

he first realized he had a crush on you when the smallest things you'd usually do for him, start to have more of an effect on him.

like asking him if he had eaten yet, or grabbing an extra umbrella for him when it was going to rain.

YOU thought you were delusional-- no, HE'S delusional.

'she thought about me. omg, she wants me so bad, its embarrassing for her.'

NO. it's embarrassing for YOU, yixiang.

but he doesn't tell you right away, although his ways of showing that are teasing you even more than usual.

"no one wants to see you chowing down that, like calm down, no ones gonna take it from you." He snickers, finding joy in you glaring daggers at him.

"and no one wants to see that ugly face of yours, but hey, unfortunately, we all can't have what we want."

God. He's gonna marry you one day.

One day.

Byun Euijoo - Ej

SOOO shy whenever you walk into the room.

"Hi juju!" You greet happily, a bright smile over taking your face.

"Oh-! Uhm, hi.." He responds, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

HES SO AWKWARD THAT ITS CUTEEEE.

he's terrified that if the guys stopped talking, everyone, especially you, would hear his heartbeat drumming in his chest.

he truly finds you the most beautiful girl he's ever laid eyes on, and unfortunately, Nicholas has to hear all about his fanboy behavior.

"Euijoo, buddy." The older clears his throat as his hand grasps euijoo's shoulder, "If you won't tell her, I will."

"You wouldn't.." Euijoo trails off, a hint of betrayal was clear in his tone.

But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that nicholas may not be joking.

"wait-- no, I-I'll tell her, okay?"

and surprisingly, he did.

you found it adorable btw when he confessed his feelings.

he was fumbling over his words and unintentionally avoided direct eye contact the whole time.

he was just so nervous :((

"juju, you're so cute. you know that, right?"

"ah.. really? thank you then 😊"

Nakakita Yuma - Yuma

honestly, i feel like he would be in denial at first.

BUT NOT IN A BAD WAY.

just more of a, 'what if she doesn't like me back? I don't want to ruin our friendship' type of denial.

So, he tries to suppress them.

How did that turn out?

He barely lasted a couple hours before going out to your place for dinner.

and you greeted him with open arms and a warm smile.

It took him some time to process that newfound feeling.

With the help of responsible fuma and surprisingly taki (I know. but I think that boy has some good advice), he was convinced to tell you how he truly felt.

"You know, make sure you're clear, okay? Don't be vague or ambiguous." Fuma hums, patting the boy's shoulder.

"But like, also be mysterious too! Girls dig that." Taki chimes in.

(okay, perhaps I take that back.)

Asakura Jo - Jo

shy boi #2

he would want to spend more time with you, actually.

I mean yes, he is afraid to confess because he fears rejection.

but like, he cares about you too much to be distant.

so he just accepted it and opted to spend his last few times with you as a friend until you eventually let him off.

but it kept going for longer and longer.

he questioned why. maybe you were just oblivious to his obvious crush on you?

Nope. You weren't oblivious.

You knew right from the get-go that Jo might've felt a different way.

How?

His more frequent visits, asking questions about hypothetically dating a guy who so happens to perfectly fit the description of him.

He's so cute.

Shigeta Harua - Harua

shy boi #3

but he's the most composed out of all the members (besides fuma)

He hides it so well because he makes it look like nothing changed about him.

but even if he doesn't show, he feels it ALL internally.

and poor you, you don't even notice at all.

"Harua! Want to go to this restaurant that just opened recently?"

"Oh,, as in, like a uh.."

"Like in what?" You question, attention focused on your phone that holds the restaurant's website in.

"Ah, nothing. Let's go!" He smiles, watching you slip on your shoes.

I'll tell her one day.

Takayma Riki - Taki

HES SO PAINFULLY OBVIOUS, OML.

hes quite literally like a clingly puppy around you.

"Y/n! Where do you want to go today?" He'd question, eyes wide in anticipation.

"Oh, I was actually planning to stay home and just watch some TV-"

"I'll come accompany you!"

"Thanks.. Taki." You giggle, admiring his devotion to you.

"Should we get matching pj's for our sleepover?" Taki suggests.

"Oh, since when did I say you were sleeping over?"

But when you see that pout, you feel some heart strings being pulled.

"Okay, okay. Fine. Yes, you can stay the night-- but NO matching pajamas.. yet."

"THERE'S A YET?!"

Hirota Maus Riki - Maki

just like K, he tries to play it cool.

But he doesn't go all out like the other.

He's actually hidden it pretty well, just like Harua.

You guys already established a friendship that deals with a lot of skinship.

You guys pretty much act like a couple, just without the title.

It's no surprise that either one of you starts to form a crush.

It's so normal, it just felt right.

But to his surprise, you were the one to confess first--

completely taking him off guard.

"Wait- no! I was going to tell you first!"

"Well, you took too long."

"I was literally going to tell you 10 seconds ago."

"Yeah right."

"..."

"Want to go get some Ice cream?" Maki suggests, raising an eyebrow.

"Um, duh."

(all of the boys coo how cute you guys are <33)

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starryjake · 3 months ago

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What do u think &team boiz and their favourite place to cum? :3

k: inside you. it’s hard to choose his favorite place because he just likes cumming anywhere on you, but if he really had to choose, it would just have to be inside. he loves everything about the feeling of letting go inside your tight warm walls and just staining your insides with his cum. it’s not so much about breeding you that he likes, but just feeling connected with you <3

fuma: immediately also thought INSIDE. he just gives me breeder energy idk. pull out game is awful because he feels so good thrusting deep inside you, he just has to dump his load in you and then watch his cum all come spilling out after.

nicholas: face. he’s so dirty, just wants to see your face absolutely covered in his cum. your lips, cheeks, nose, hell even if a little gets in your hair, he likes it. wouldn’t mind if you swallowed a little too…just likes to make a complete mess out of you. probably likes to smear it around too, but definetely helps you clean up after! after care king.

ej: on your stomach :( and i say this bc he WANTS to cum inside but he’s too shy and nervous so he waits until the very last second before he’s about to cum and then immediately pulls out and releases on your stomach. despite not having the courage to ask you if he can cum inside, he still thinks you look so fucking pretty with a puddle of his cum on your stomach.

yuma: i see him as someone who lowkey likes hitting it from the back soooo he likes cumming on your back. he’ll pull out and jerk himself to finish, splattering ropes of cum all over your back. also good at after care so he is sure to clean you up, kissing your shoulder after as a thank you <3

jo: i think he’d be really into cumming on your lips and in your mouth. he’d rub his tip against your pretty lips, watching as his cum comes spurting out on them. if he pushes on your lips slightly, you know he wants you to open up and swallow his cum, which you do without complaint every time and he loves it. likes when you stick your tongue out for him to cum on.

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slytherinshua · 3 months ago

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🏀　HOW TO APPROACH YOU　( 변의주 )

genre fluff , mutual pining , highschool au , euijoo x fem!reader cw i mean... property theft (reader steals ej's jersey) , ej is rly rly shy and oblivious tbh wc 1043 request @fae-renjun for euijoo + stolen jersey for the 3k event note tbh i didnt' know how to feel about this after i finished writing it. i was gonna rewrite it completely to be est rs instead but after rereading it this morning i was like eh its not that bad?? but i still don't know lol it is what it is ig net @lune-net @kstrucknet

Euijoo liked you. You were aware of this fact. You also liked Euijoo. Euijoo was not aware of this fact.

He was on the basketball team, and you showed up to every game just to watch him. Mesmerized by the way he moved on the court, guiding the ball to the net with ease, scoring dozens of points for his team without breaking a sweat. He was the MVP. You were his biggest fan.

Euijoo never tried to talk to you, despite your attempts to approach him. You would take your chances sometimes after games, sometimes before class, and on rare occasions, during lunch when Euijoo wasn’t in the gym shooting hoops. He was too nervous to talk to you, and even more blushy when you talked to him. His friends teased him about it, but you just found it cute.

The only thing that bothered you was how oblivious he was to your feelings. Weren’t you being obvious enough that you liked him? You wanted to wait until he asked you out, but the more you waited, the more you felt like he had absolutely no guts to do it. At least, not without a push.

Given your propensity for impatience, you weren’t willing to give the boy of your dreams all the time in the world to become yours, so you came up with a plan. There weren’t many things that could force Euijoo to talk to you. However there was one item that you realized would perfectly force the boy to approach you. His lucky team jersey.

You needed to somehow acquire it, though, which is where Nicholas came to your rescue. Another player on the basketball team and Euijoo’s best friend. He knew how much Euijoo liked you, and upon hearing of your plan, he was more than happy to assist.

Nicholas delivered the freshly washed jersey to you the following day. It was an orangey red with white bold letters spelling BYUN across the back. You put it on immediately, getting distracted by the lingering scent of Euijoo for a second (he smelled like oranges). This particular jersey was important to Euijoo. He wore it every time he won a game, and one could tell based on the slightly faded colour of it. Whenever he switched it out with a different jersey, he would lose. It was his good luck charm.

Now that you had it, the next phase of your plan— get Euijoo to notice you wearing your jersey— was a go.

Your hope was, after noticing that his jersey was missing and seeing you wearing the jersey, he would ask for it back. He needed it to play for practice and season finals. You were practically forcing him to talk to you, and hopefully, you could bait him into asking you out too.

But you had underestimated Euijoo’s shyness, as well as his non confrontational attitude. He saw you wearing the jersey to class, in the hallways, and at lunch. He didn’t just see, he stared. Eyes glued to your figure wherever you went.

You thought your plan was surely going successfully. He would approach you at any time and demand it back, and then you would hit him with a smooth not until you ask me out.

But… Euijoo was Euijoo. And he would not approach you.

He went to practice without the jersey, adorning another one with a much brighter orangey red colour. He played horribly, and got a few strict words about it from his coach. You watched it all happen, the missing jersey hidden under your hoodie. Euijoo spared you a few extra glances that day at practice. You only smiled at him.

The end of the season was quickly drawing near, and the most important game with it. A full month after you had pocketed Euijoo’s jersey. Still not a word about it from the boy. You knew he would have to ask you soon, though. He needed it for the game.

Thursday morning, one day before the game, he finally stopped you at your locker.

“Have you seen my jersey, Y/n?” he asked. He almost sounded too genuine and oblivious. You were confused. He knew you had his jersey. Why would he ask like that? You rolled with it, though.

“Is this what you’re looking for?” You pulled up your sweater, revealing the jersey you wore underneath, immediately recognizable by the number 8 on it. Heat crept up Euijoo’s neck.

“I… I kinda need it for tomorrow’s game.”

“Why? You have others just like it,” you said, hoping the work you put in would lead somewhere.

“It’s just that particular jersey is special—“

“—cause you always win games in it?” you completed for him, causing him to let out a breath of relief he didn’t know he was holding.

“Yeah. You get it. So, can I have it back?”

“Will it be okay? It smells like my perfume now,” you told him, smiling slightly as you watched him get flustered again at the thought. You really should have stopped teasing him ages ago, but he was just too cute not to. You fully intended to give it to him in the end, though. A few more minutes of seeing his cute flushed face wouldn’t hurt.

“It’ll be fine,” he promised. You nodded with a smile. Euijoo could feel his heart beating in his chest. He was so sure this was the fastest it had ever raced. No amount of adrenaline from basketball could get him this worked up. “Can I have it back now?”

“Only if you take me on a date,” you said smoothly. Euijoo’s eyes practically bulged out, trying to process if he had heard you right.

“A date? With me?”

“Yes. With you. You really haven’t caught on by now?”

“Huh?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his obliviousness and how adorable his confused face was. Euijoo felt like he was floating on the clouds, no longer on this earth. Perhaps he was dreaming, and he would soon wake up to realize that this was all a figment of his imagination. There was just no way the girl he had been crushing on for so long was asking him for a date.

“I like you, stupid.”

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