#cant complain if my mouths occupied

[1sick-puppy]

What if I can't help but think I need to be overstimulated and crowded in-between two other people while they bite at my neck and paw at my thighs. one of them kisses and soothes me when I whine and struggle while the other is stroking my cock and making me cum for the umpteenth time. I want to sob and cry and try my hardest to push them away, to get them to stop, that I just need a second- but they just smile, wipe the tears off my cheeks and tell me to give them just one more and I do, because what use is a dog that can't follow orders?

[dwaekkicidal]

got me feral for the seungmin munch post.

I’m chewing on the bars of my enclosure ngl

i’d love a Han one maybe??

wait STAWP im gonna get shy i love ur posts 😖 munch hannie coming up! also this for some reason made me think about munch felix AND hannie at the same time

fem!reader | warnings: lowkey desperate!ji, messy oral (f receiving), overstimulation

Munch Masterlist

Munch!Han who literally gets down on his knees and begs you to let him eat you out. No matter what your relationship is; if you're his girlfriend, wife, bestie, etc. No matter where you are; the studio, the practice room, your apartment, or even his occupied dorm: he's begging for it

Munch!Han who puffs out his big cheeks and those pretty pink lips in a pout, glossy brown eyes filled with the promise of a good time and to "send you to cloud 9"

Munch!Han who eventually convinces you and impatiently spreads your legs, barely giving you enough time to pull your bottoms down before he's settled between your thighs

Munch!Han who, if you're wearing a skirt or dress, makes you keep it on. One you agree he's pushing you onto your back and flipping the flowy fabric up, instantly diving in and giving you no time to undress

Munch!Han who licks you through your panties first, wanting to get a experimental taste, but ends up wanting to see your pretty panties soaked from his saliva

Munch!Han who eventually does pull your panties down. leaves them to hang on your ankle while he's busy resting his cheek against your thigh

Munch!Han who stares at your pussy in awe, letting his pointer finger trail through your wetness and moaning at the sound it makes when he pushes the tip of his finger into your hole

Munch!Han who stays like this as long as it takes for you to grip his hair and pull it, almost grinding against his mouth desperately as you whine for him to hurry up

Munch!Han who eats you out like a starved man. uses those pretty hands to keep you spread wide for him as he eats you like it's his final meal

Munch!Han who licks long stripes top to bottom until he gets addicted to your taste and shoves his tongue into your hole, fucking into it as deeply as physically possible

Munch!Han who squeezes your thighs tightly when they start to push back against him. he revels for a moment in the way the fat there spills between his fingers and pushes them back towards you

Munch!Han who moans into your folds embarrassingly loud once you cum into his mouth, to the point where you would think he’s the one getting head

Munch!Han who basically IS getting head with this. he finds so much pleasure in eating you out that he could, and will, cum completely untouched as long as he can continue to shove his face between your legs <3

Munch!Han who cant bring himself to be nearly as mean as his other members when you try to scoot away. why should he? to him it's an HONOR to be able to taste you. and besides he has other ways of making you sit still

Munch!Han who uses the muscles he's secretly been working on to grab your wrists, pulling you back towards him to make you sit in place as he goes for seconds

Munch!Han who chases your hips when they manage to jerk away from him, even going as far as to lift himself off the floor/mattress in order to avoid his lips disconnecting from you

Munch!Han who would never complain about your thighs suffocating him half to death. how dare you assume such a thing? he'll have you know that he can breathe just fine! and even if he can't, he wouldn't let you keep him from such a valiant death

Munch!Han who only pulls away after one of your wrists escaped his grasp and tightens into his hair, desperately dragging him away from your puffy skin

Munch!Han who finally reluctantly pulls away, but not before leaving a kiss to your pussy lips and thanking them

Munch!Han who leaves a wet kiss to your inner thigh before pulling away and admiring his handiwork: your shaky legs and soaked pussy. leaving you to admire your handiwork: his messy, almost nappy, hair and chin that drips with your cum <3

Munch!Han who: "So... Again?"

[quantum1mmortality]

Ok so I was thinking about a smut with a leech and wanted to ask you to do (i love how u write)

What about a AFAB!reader that likes to open her mouth and sometimes you do it without realizing it.

I read somewhere that eels have it like an invitation to mate or something like that (dont remember so much)

And about if is jade or floyd… well, both are my favs so I cant choose. What works better I guess

EEK TYSM!!! I feel as tho floyd would fit this better bc jade is a smart boy, probs knows that humans just open their mouths wide for random shit but floyd

...

Hes a lil stupid when it comes to these things(I love him I swear)

10/10, would fuck in the VIP room again

-floyd probably lmao(also the name of the fic)

♧CW!!! fem reader, breeding kink yas slay, unsafe sex(wear condoms kids), degrading(? Floyd calls us a slut for yawning around other men but he loves us 🤞), little to no foreplay hes too hawny, semi public sex, pwp?, mentions of jade but light, none that I can think of right now but floyd is such a silly little goose(im terrified of him)

NOT PROOFREAD

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♧ you were originally here to study.

Seeing as your boyfriend, Floyd, was nowhere to be seen. Sitting in the mostro lounge while waiting for Floyd to be on break was a normal occurrence.

Since it had been awhile with slight glimpses of him taking care of customers, you decided to start studying on your own. Opening up a text book and starting to read and take notes, Jade comes over with your order.

"Apologies for my brother taking so long. The customers he has are being seriously rude, we're trying our best to have him not squish them." Jade says as he places your tea on the table in front of you.

"How long will he be?" You ask as you take a small sip of your tea. Jade rests his chin on his hand as he closes his eyes, seemingly in thought.

"Soon." He simply says as he walks away.

Although odd, you've gotten used to Jades strange behavior. As you were about to return to studying, you spotted Floyd waiting on the table across from you. He shoots you a smile before turning back to his customers.

You took that as a sign to go back to studying. Flipping open your text book, you begin to take notes again. As you get further into the book, your eyelids begin to feel heavy. Resting your head on your hand, you start to close your eyes for longer periods once blinking.

As you began to drift off to a light sleep, you felt yourself yawning as you began to shift in your chair.

Having finally settled in a comfortable position, you begin to get lulled into a peaceful sleep by the surround sound of calming music in the lounge.

Drifting off, you get woken up by a sudden loud noise. "Boo!" It was Floyd, creeping up behind you just to scare you awake. Playfully punching his chest as you complain about how you just fell asleep, he takes your hand, leading you off somewhere.

"Floyd, where are you taking me?" You say between giggles. "Somewhere, it'll be fun, I promise." He says as he gives you a wink.

He leads you to the VIP room, which usually isn't occupied by anyone, like now. Just the two of you. He turns around to lock the door, he turns back to you, eyes widened with an unpleasant look on his face.

"That thing you did out there, I cant believe you did it infront of other men. Do you understand what they may think now? Think im not your boyfriend? Think I dont treat you well enough?" Confusion. All you felt in the moment was pure confusion.

"Floyd, what the fuck are you talking about? I was just studying, nothing happened." You could tell he was getting frustrated. "That thing! Where you opened your mouth wide!"

"You mean yawning? The.... thing people do.... when they're tired?"

"You can't do that around merfolk." Oh. Oh? This seems like something you can tease him on.

"Oh? And whys that, Mr eel boy?" You say as you chuckle. Somehow, floyd got even more pissed at this, he slammed both your arms above you and against the wall behind you, eyes still wide, and very much angry.

"You don't understand what you're doing. You're making a mating invite by doing that, what if the other merfolk saw? Or worse, what if Jade saw?"

"Floyd im sorry okay, I didn't mean to, seriously-" you were cut off by him smashing his lips onto yours, you fed into it, not resisting in the slightest.

He began to sink his head down to your neck, making soft bites on it and licking up the semi bloody aftermath. "If you want to act like a slut, then I'll fuck you like one." He says before digging his open hend into the flesh of your thigh and biting down on your collar bone.

You choke out a groan at the sudden pain as floyd slowly kisses the bite, making it feel more pleasurable than anything.

Once hes done, he looks up at you. "You're okay with this, right?"

"Yeah, just don't do anything stupid." You're able to say between puffs of hot air. Giving you a smile, he hooks his finger under the strap of your panties, taking his other hand off your wrists. Sliding down the peice of fabric while biting off his glove, he starts to suck on your neck as he begins to work his fingers into you.

Taking his thumb and rubbing it over your clit as he slowly sinks two fingers inside you. You moan out as he begins to curl them in you, sucking on the bite mark you made earlier.

"F-fuck... I cant take it anymore." Floyd groans out as he unbuckles his belt. Lining up his thick cock with your hole, "You're sure you're okay with this, right?" He says one last time in a panted breath.

"Yes just... don't do anything stupid-" and you were cut off once again by him doing something stupid.

He thrusts his whole length into you at once, earning a low, throaty groan from him as you were just trying to find stability. He takes both you thighs and wraps them around his waist, being able to hit much deeper in the position.

Mere seconds later, all the pain you felt turned into pure, absolute pleasure as he started fucking you against the wall.

Filling the room with moans of utter bliss from the both of you, having Floyd come completely undone after minutes. "I'm gonna fill you up so fucking good- make everyone know you're mine- have those other eel bitches know if you're gonna be a slut, you're gonna be mine, understood?"

You're barely able to make his words out as you start to feel lightheaded from the pleasure. His grip on you tightens as you feel him twitch inside you. "Fuck, im gonna-" he was cut off by a powerful moan as he came inside you, slowing down his pace in the process.

Floyd slowly sinks down to the floor as he places you down on it, leaving you for a moment as he grabs a wash cloth. He starts to clean you in silence, waiting for you to say something. You were too tired to speak, however.

Once you're clean, he makes himself presentable again as he picks you up and walks you back to your table. Once he sets you down, he walks off and brings back a bottle of water and some snacks.

"Dont worry, they're on me." He says with a wink.

As he turns to walk away, you grab onto his sleeve to get his attention. He leans in close to hear you over the bustling crowd. "Floyd, I didn't get to fini-" he places his index finger over your mouth.

"Now, now, I didn't forget my dear, I promise. If you're good today then I'll double it tonight, hm?" And with that, he walks off and returns to his job where jade and azul kept yelling at him for bailing.

As you sit in silence while occasionally looking over at Floyd, he makes eye contact with you while being yelled at. Going back to you table, you realize something, your tea has gone cold.

Oh dear, whoever will you call over to replace it?

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A/n: i had no clue how to end this fic wiwhwihsiwow im going insane

[subskz]

bb was just that good, i couldn’t contain myself from composing a thesis on it… 😭 but! i have a question for you: what are some habits you think bf!skz would have? for one, i feel like seungmin would totally sit on you like an oversized lapdog even though there’s a perfectly fine chair right there, just to annoy you, kinda like that one clip of him sitting on jeongin n just declaring “MY BED” 😭 (maybe one time you start bouncing your leg between his thighs to teach him a lesson 🤭) tbh seungmin would intentionally be cheeky and tease you all the time cus secretly he likes it when you manhandle him <3

— 🌸

ur so sweet 😭 the structure, length, and thoroughness of a thesis indeed…u really touched my heart!!

oversized lapdog seungmo is so cute and SO TRUE!! he goes full mischevious puppy when he sees ur empty lap esp if ur like jeongin and are picky abt when ur in the mood for skinship…he slumps into u w the most self-satsified open-mouthed grin on his face, settling his hands neatly between his legs and wiggling around like crazy just to bother u as much as possible (and to work u up, but he’s not nearly as slick abt it as he thinks hehe) even if he’s bigger than you, the instant u decide to retaliate he just goes completely limp in your lap, parting his thighs for u to wedge ur leg in between them and leaning fully against your chest when you rest ur hand on his neck and pull him back 🥰 he would definitely make a smug comment abt how ur sooo obsessed w him, even when he’s the one sprawled shamelessly on ur lap

i think lino is also prone to throwing himself on top of u as if he’s weightless lmao he is always on the lookout for a lap to occupy in true kitty fashion (remembering when binnie was complaining that lino sat in his lap when there were so many chairs around and lino was like “there’s none -_-” all pouty) when he’s feeling clingy he will absolutely throw his leg over you to trap u close to him bc even his affection has to come in the most annoying way possible…god forbid he lets u think he actually wants to cuddle w you!! if u try to shake him off all u get is his smug, satisfied lil hums or him making himself even heavier ontop of you…luckily the way his thighs are wrapped around you gives you the perfect opportunity to press yourself against him n tease him back~

also…i cant not mention hyune and his love for pictures!! jeongin and seungmin too hehe they might be a lil insufferable abt it, asking u to take a million pictures of them in barely varying poses wherever you go, stopping every few blocks for another photoshoot bc they think a certain wall looks cool, archiving every outfit they’ve ever worn…but they also love to take pics of u in return, lots of candid photos when ur not looking, esp if u don’t wanna make a scene in public for ur pics like they do. i think hyunjin would be especially whiny abt you letting him photograph you, nothing can stop his creative pisces vision…u could just be walking down the street and suddenly he’s gasping “stay just like that!!!” before snapping pics from every angle, fawning over u like ur number one fan <3 and ofc since all 3 of them love keeping memories through photos, it’s only right that u take the prettiest pics of them after theyve been completely and utterly wrecked by you…for safekeeping 🙏

[pogueszn]

Taking JJ to a theme park

A/N: here’s this super quick thing bc i went to universal a while ago and my love for jj maybank has been sparked up again and now i can’t stop thinking about taking jj to a theme park 🥺😭

jj absolutely HATES waking up early and this kid sleeps like the dead so have fun trying to wake him up

you honestly have to wake up like half an hour earlier than you plan to bc it takes that long to wake him up lol

his face is smooshed into his pillows, soft snores falling from his mouth as you run your fingers through his hair to try and wake him

“j, baby, it’s time to wake up,”

“mmh.”

you run a hand up and down his back

“come on, we gotta get a move on,”

“what time is it?”

“7:30,”

“baby, what the fuck? why do we have to leave so damn early?”

will cling to you until he fully wakes up

he is now a back pack, you are now his personal pillow, this is what you get for waking him up

but honestly, give him anything with caffeine or sugar in it and this boy is ready to fight god

pls understand that he wants to try every piece of candy and snacks at every single gift shop you go to

“babe, keep a look out, i’m gonna grab one of those popcorns,”

“do you want me to buy you one?”

“what? no! i’m just gonna steal it, they made enough money off of us,”

“where are you gonna put it? your pockets aren’t big enough to hide that bag,”

you end up buying it before he has a chance to even touch scope out the area

hates hates HATESSS the lines for any ride you go on

the line could be five minutes or fifty minutes he literally cannot stand waiting in line so you’ve gotta keep him occupied or he’s gonna annoy absolutely everyone else that’s in the same vicinity

he’ll tap against the railings, whistle, complain, sit very randomly against the rails and nearly breaks a bone when he almost falls — which is every time he tries to mess around with the railings if he doesn’t have anything to do

he likes to come up with new handshakes while waiting in line which usually just turns into your guys playing thumb war after a while

he’ll also probably just be touching you in some sort of way

his hands on your hips, playing with your fingers or the ends of your hair, or fiddling with the belt loop of your pants

HE JUST LIKES TO TOUCH YOU OKAY ONE OF HIS LOVE LANGUAGES IS TOUCH YOU CANT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE

and if it’s nearing the end of the day? oh forget it, the boy is tiirreedd

he’s going to be hanging over you the entire time

he wants to go on every single ride that he can — especially the roller coasters or anything that looks scary

“come on! please! i wanna go on that one!”

“but the wait is so long, j, can’t we come back?”

“you know i just think you’re scared.”

“i am not!”

and will proceed to make chicken noises until you go on

(unless you genuinely express that you do not want to go on it then he doesn’t mind. he will happily move on to the next one)

he will genuinely be the loudest person on the entire ride. like say you don’t want to go on a certain one but he really does youll be able to hear him from like 20 feet away

but hey, you don’t mind, your boy is having the time of his life

he’ll come out of the exit with such a big smile on his face basically HURDLING to get to you and tell you how much fun he had

and you just watch as he explains what happened on the ride animatedly with this beautiful childlike look in his eyes and you just can’t look away because he looks SO HAPPY

he doesn’t want to spend money on the overpriced waters and shit but will literally buy the entire stand if you start to look tired

“what’s this?”

“a water? you looked tired, it’s been a while since we drank anything, so drink up baby,”

if he wants a kiss or a cuddle he wants one. he does not care if you’re sweaty, he wants a kiss and a cuddle

right. now.

and if you let him hold your hand the entire day he will — he does not care that your hands are getting clammy

this boy takes no resting breaks though, so get ready to push through whatever tiredness you might feel because he wants to to see everything and go on every ride that he can before you guys leave

and he absolutely falls asleep on you on the way home

he had long since shuffled downward in his seat, his head nestled in the crook of your neck with your cheek resting against him. you were certain he was asleep until he pulled away and sat up straight.

“you okay?”

he said nothing as he leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on your lips,

“thank you, i had so much fun today,”

he falls right back to sleep and stays asleep until you get back and you can bet your ass this boy sleeps like a baby for the rest of the night

[isitbussinjanelle]

Reposting this because I FINALLY have an Archiveofourown account! :D (also wanted to link this story for anyone who never got to read it. I also made some corrections and changes in this version).

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31558172

“No no no no please rethink this ba!” Raya is currently following the chief of heart through the halls of the palace. The chief, benja, is busy planning on the upcoming summer festival, and doesn’t have time for Raya’s whining- again. He’s busy emailing the chiefs of other lands about things like food, and entertainment ideas.

“Dewdrop, what’s the big deal? Is it so hard to volunteer at the beach?” Benja complains as he turns around, with the glow of the phone screen shining on his face.

“Um- Yeah! Whenever I volunteer at the beach, Namaari and her fang posse are ALWAYS there, causing havoc and being loud, and they don’t give a damn!” Raya shouts. The staff of heart are looking over at this father-daughter quarrel, noticing Raya’s raise in tone.

“Dewdrop, I understand that Namaari has the tendency to be...rambunctious, but it’s for the community? What if you save someone from drowning! Think about that and not Namaari, eh?” Benja pats the side of Raya’s shoulder and walks over to Tao, the head of the heart land cook team to talk about dinner plans for the festival. Raya starts to walk after him but stops and pouts to her self.

“You good?” Sisu questions. She came from the kitchen with a bowl of spicy shrimp congee

“No- far from that. Ba’s making me volunteer at the beach.” Raya sulks in the chair behind her and rests her chin on her hand.

“Why do you sound sad? That’s a good thing! Beach’s are fun, and- beachy!” Sisu exclaims, taking a sip from her congee.

“There not super “beachy” when the person I despise most is there- Namaari.” Raya pouts and crosses her arms.

“Sure- “despise”. I think you should go though. And I’ll come too! I’ll be your wing-women,” Sisu walks away with a wink and whispers the last part, but that doesn’t stop Raya from over hearing this jeering remark from the dragon. Sisu knows that Namaari and Raya have a love hate relationship- and the flirty banter they show when there together proves just that.

~*~*~*~*

“We’re here,” Raya parks her Jeep and opens the car door. She’s wearing a scarlet read swim suit with the words, “life guard” on the front and, “Raya” Imprinted on the back, both in bold white letters. She’s also wearing her iconic bamboo hat.

Sisu jumps out of the trunk of the car with pool noodles and water guns.

“Time to terrorize as many kids as I can find- catch ya later Raya!” Sisu dashes to the area of the beach with the most children, prancing like a goblin. Raya puts her hand on her hip and laughs, afterwards applying sunscreen to her nose.

Raya scans the sun lit beach- no Namaari. Was this Raya’s lucky day? A day of...peace and quiet? She silently celebrated, but still looked around to make sure her hopes were true.

She suddenly feels a tall presence arrive behind her. Her bamboo hat nearly falls off as she shrieks with terror.

“Boo!” Namaari shakes Raya’s shoulders from behind in attempts of scaring her- it worked. Raya turned around in a defense position, only to realize it was her rival.

“Namaari,” Raya spat with a mean look, taking a good look at the tall, muscular women.

“What’s dripping dep la?” Namaari says nostalgically. She new that Raya hated it when Namaari called her Dep la.

“I told you to stop calling me that, undercut,” Raya crosses her arms and smirks. Namaari rolls her eyes at the remark.

“Wheres your little posse of fang people?” Raya asked with attitude. Namaari thought this was cute.

“Didn’t show- and I didn’t want them too. I wanted a day all to my self. To get a good beach work out in.” Namaari winked as she tossed the dumbell in her hand up in the air effortlessly and caught it.

Raya sucked her lips and tried not to stare at namaari’s biceps, which was very, very hard for her.

“Volunteering again?” Namaari teased with an eye brow quirk as she looked Raya up and down.

“Yes- is that a problem little miss muscles?” Raya responded, quite embarrassed by how she admitted to the fact that she was looking at Namaari’s biceps. This made Namaari chuckle deeply.

“Not at all, princess. Besides,” she leaned in closer, “I kinda like seeing you in your cute little bathing suit.” She looked Raya up and down once more, smirked, and turned to head towards the beach.

Raya stood their with her face red and her arms still crossed and completely still, her feet hot from the asphalt.

~*~*~*~*~

Sisu came to meet Raya at her life gaurd chair after a while.

“Good news- found lots of kids to scare. Bad news- I think their mothers called the cops so I might have to split later on,” Sisu chuckled.

“Yeah. Uh huh.” Raya responded, only half listening because she was busy watching Namaari do high knees and bicep curls and sit ups. Hot. Hot. Hot- Was all Raya could think about. But she would never actually say that, ew.

Sisu soon noticed what Raya was so occupied by, and teased, “hmm...interesting. Namaari is super fine, huh?” Sisu said as a test.

“Yes ma’am,” Raya was practically frothing at the mouth, but snapped out of it when she fully thought about what Sisu had asked. “I-I MEAN NO! Of course she’s not! I mean sh-she’s okay looking, but I’ve seen WAY better than Namaari. Like, WAY.” Raya sat back in her chair with her arms crossed and lips pursed, still staring at Namaari helplessly.

“Oh yeah? Name ‘em,” Sisu interrogated, trying on Raya’s bamboo hat hat hat was nestled in the sand.

“No problem! There’s- um...uh...you know that one...guy..” Raya trails off as she stared at Namaari doing push ups. She shakes her head out of the trance.

“YOU CANT EVEN NAME ONE BYE-“ Sisu couldn’t help but laugh. Raya frowned with crossed arms and slumped.

“You know, I’ve seems that “one guy” tons of times...he’s not that bad looking if I’m honest.” Namaari is suddenly leaning on the right side of Raya’s chair, still doing bicep curls with the arm not on the chair.

“YOU- h-how much did you here..?” Raya felt like telling her off, but that wouldn’t do anything. When Raya was in private, she could think of all kinds of ways to tell Namaari off. But she can never apply that stuff when she sees her face to face.

“Not much...only the part where YOU couldn’t name anyone more attractive than ME.” Namaari smiled up at Raya from where she was at the bottom of the tall chair.

“Um, NO. That’s not what I was asked. I was asked to name someone BETTER than you, not attractive,” Raya climbed down from her chair and leaned against it, arching her back with both hands on her hips, looking up at the fang princess.

“Pfft- not what I heard but, puh-taytoe puh-tatoe right?” Namaari jeered. “You’d be a really good liar if your blushing didn’t always give you away Princess,” Namaari had a hand on the side of the chair, trapping Raya against it. Namaari caressed Raya’s hot face and used her index finger to raise her chin and smiled, “it’s cute though”. Namaari said with a smirk. That damn smirk.

Screw it, Raya thought. She grabbed namaari’s tank top with both hands and crashed her lips against hers. Namaari hummed with approval, one hand on Raya’s waist and the other in her hair. Sisu was on the side, jumping and silently squealing with happiness.

They kept this up for another 30 seconds or so. Raya was the first to break away from the kiss.

“I knew your lips were soft.” Namaari said all smiley as she backed away to return to her work out area. “Thanks for giving me a taste!” She shouted over her shoulder.

Raya was standing still with her lips pursed and her arms stiff to her side.

“Oh m-my spirits...I just did that.” Raya whispered aloud.

“UH- YEAH YOU DID!” Sisu hollered as she high fives the hand Raya was using just then to wave at Namaari nervously with a dorkish smile and giggle.

“But quit making that face. You’re starting to remind me of Marinette from MLB,” Sisu rolled her eyes and laughed.

“YESH NAMAARI LIKES ME TOOOOO!” Raya pumped her fists like a kid and yells a little too loud, causing the beach occupants near by to turn around, some even laugh. Raya’s knees turned in nervously.

“Can we please leave before I embarrass my self anymore?” Raya whines.

“Sure, lets get outta here lover girl, I’ll cover you for chief Benja.” Sisu grabs her arm.

[scarletwidowaf]

Ghost Of You - Chapter 4

AN: this is my favorite chapter so far! Its Mostly fluff and wholesome. Again, didn't checked mistakes so I'm sorry in advance .

words count: 1880

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The two ex-avengers were lying on their motel shared bed.

The place was in a pretty good condition which was a nice change after the last 4 motels the group found themselves at.

Natasha was lying under the covers, her red long hair in a messy bun and a book in hand.

Next to her, Wanda was sleeping peacefully.

The younger woman was finally getting better after the brutal cold she suffered from in the last few days.

Natasha couldn't help but appreciating how cute and peaceful she was.

Her hair messy, nose red and cheeks flushed.

Thats how their evening went.

Wanda peacefully sleeping while Natasha reading a book and glancing at the younger woman every now and then.

At some point, when Natasha glanced at the brunette next to her she met with green eyes, who were watching her curiously

Natasha couldn't help but smiling at the sight in-front of her.

"Is everything okay?" She asked.

Wanda nodded weakly.

"You love reading, dont you" wanda asked.

"I do. It was something i loved doing ever since i was a kid."

"Why?"

"Many reasons, its comforting and enjoyable and in a way, its an escape, even if its just momentarily"

"Do you feel the need to escape?"

"Like right now? From this bed?" Natasha asked confused, a small smile on her lips.

Wanda smiled but didn't answer.

"So, What are you reading this time?"

"The Catcher in the rye. Its a classic"

"Is that so? Will you read to me?" Wanda asked, her cheeks getting flustered (even more than it already was).

"You dont have to of course, i didn't really thought how weird it might seem-" wanda ramble and Natasha smiled before moving her attention back to the book.

"That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can."

She read out loud, cutting the girl mumbling.

Natasha looked at wanda again.

The younger girl's body was pressed to her side, as she was clinging to her for warmth. Wanda looked at Natasha with a smile.

"Making sure I'm listening?"

"Something like that" she responded.

Wanda smiled at her. Her eyes sparkle.

That moment Natasha couldn't help but smile.

'Jesus christ', she thought, 'they really can'

____

"Natasha?"

Wanda felt stupid as she called Natasha's name into air.

How do you even call a dead person? She thought.

The young woman stood in the middle of the no where in particular, not far from her cabin.

A red pickup truck parks not far and its headlights illuminate the woods, where it begin to darkened.

The sun was half way down and the sky was painted in beautiful shades of orange, red and purple.

Wanda chose this spot because of the beautiful view it revealed, a small waterfall was pouring from a spot not far from her and into a lake. It was truly a sight.

Wanda really thought things trough this time.

she wasn't sure what the future holds for the two women but she was tired of wasting their precious time with fighting and crying over their bad luck. So she organized a date for them.

She spread a big mat on the floor and layered it with many blankets and pillows and even lit some candles around them, far from something that could catch fire yet close enough to light the space.

She even organized a picnic basket full of food and snacks natasha loved and some surprises for the date.

And most importantly she was definitely dressed to impress.

A high waisted skinny jeans, the ones who made her ass look extra good and she knew Natasha liked (she knew that since she wore it a few days before the snap when the two women traveled in the streets of Paris and natasha's thoughts were very loud while she walked behind her)

With a white top who didn't leave much space for imagination, cleavage and toned stomach were visible and wanda just hoped the weather will stay as warm as it was.

After shouting natasha's name over 10 times the younger woman got frustrated.

Wanda was about to give it up, sit and cry while eating cake but when she was about to turn around she met with Natasha smiling at her.

The older woman was dressed differently, which was odd, it seems like although she was dead she could do almost everything (except touching wanda which was frustrating enough), she could hold a book and read, she could eat food (although hunger was never an issue for her) and she could change clothes.

When they found out the older girl could do that natasha was pleased, relieved to change into something that wasn't the clothes she died with.

Natasha was leaning against wanda's truck, an amused smile painted on her red lips.

"You called?" She said with a lighter tone and wanda sigh in frustration.

"How long where you watching me like a creep, romanoff?"

"Long enough" natasha moved from tree to wanda's side. Her eyes scanning Wanda.

"I was just enjoying the view" she said. Her tone flirty.

To make things worse she even bit her lip, making wanda's cheeks grow red.

Wanda smiled before she sat on the pile of blankets and waited for natasha to occupy the spot next to her.

"Do I'm making you feel uncomfortable?" Natasha asked when she sat.

"Not at all nat. Im just not used to get this kind of attention. You were always holding yourself back and vision was.. you know.. vision" wanda confessed.

Natasha smiled softly.

"Well, i was a coward and vision was vision so.."

Both women smiled at each other. Their eyes sparkle with joy.

"So, what's up with the setting, not that I complain" the older women said as her eyes traveled to wanda's outfit.

"I wanted to arrange something for you. As a apology for bringing you back purely"

"You always arrange a super romantic date in the middle of the woods as an apology? Because if this is the case i think i deserve many of those after all this time"

Natasha joked and wanda rolled her eyes.

"You're an ass you know that?"

"Ive been told"

"So, what's in the basket?" Natasha asked.

Instead of answering Wanda opened it lid and pulled out the first item. A headpiece she made herself.

Natasha stared at the white flower crown with confusion.

"Why-" she started asking and wanda cut her off.

"I made this for you. For your birthday"

"Okay first of all: This is not my birthday and you know it, and two: you remember I'm dead, right?" Natasha said with a raised eyebrow, yet didn't show any sign of resistance when wanda put it on her head.

"I know its not your birthday, but I missed 5 years of life, so i think i deserve an extension"

Wanda couldn't help her smile when she saw Natasha with the crown. The older girl's cheeks were a bit flushed and she bit her bottom lip to hold her smile. Her green eyes sparkle with joy and warmth.

"I love it" natasha admitted

"Good, because there's a cake too"

"Of course there's a cake" natasha said in amusement.

Wanda smiled brightly before she turned back to the basket and started to take out the edible items in it.

Natasha couldn't help her staring, the younger woman was beautiful, just as she remembered and even more. The Wanda Natasha was looking at at this moment was not the same Wanda she remembered.

It was like wanda somehow managed to grow up at her absence and natasha couldn't help but appreciate the women she became.

"Are those burgers from bob and Amy's?" Natasha smiled and wanda nodded

"I know that they're your favorite" wanda said as she pass Natasha her burger.

"You're kinda perfect you know that?"

"Ive been told"

By the time they finished their burgers while holding a general conversation the sun was already gone and the only light that's been left was the from the candles and wanda's truck headlights.

"You should turn off your lights" natasha said with a smile and wanda did as she was told.

It was dark except for the soft candle light.

"Now i can barely see you" wanda pouted.

Natasha smiled.

"Dont pout. It makes me sad because i cant kiss it away"

Wanda stopped pouting.

"I think I found a solution for that" wanda said and natasha raised her eyebrow.

"I found out what went wrong in the first place and i think i can fix it."

"why me wanda? Why not your brother? Your parents? Vision?"

Wanda looked down at her lap, her eyes glitter with tears.

"Its been too long for them, there's only a short window of time where it can be preformed."

Natasha smiled sadly.

"I know there's a catch wanda. What will it cost?"

"Its nothing i cant handle"

Wanda whispered.

Natasha bit her lip.

"No"

Wanda's eyes widened.

"Nat-"

"No." The older woman repeated.

"So what? Do you want to stay like these forever and hurt the both of us in the process?" The pain was visible in wanda's eyes.

"Of course not wanda" natasha whispered while her eyes traveled wanda's face. Aching to touch it.

"Then what?" Wanda asked.

"I think you need to let me go."

"No."

"Wanda-" natasha tried her again but got cut off.

"I refuse to let you die" wanda said with anger.

"Im already dead wanda"

"You dont get it, do you? I love you! Let me save you. You said you're a selfish person natasha, than prove it and choose to stay"

Wanda's tears were smudging her makeup and natasha sigh in defense.

"I love you too"

"So stay" wanda begged.

Natasha smiled sadly at wanda before she pulled the basket to her lap and pulled out a small vanilla flavored cupcake wanda brought and took a bite of it.

"Theres something i wanna try. Close your eyes" she said and wanda looked at her confused.

"Just do it, ill be here when you'll open them again" natasha said before she took another bite.

Wanda did as she been told.

Before she could open her mouth to say anything she felt soft lips ghosting over hers and a hint of vanilla flavored cake.

The younger girl was taken back.

She could almost feel natasha's lips and if she tried hard enough she could almost feel her breath.

Almost.

When she opened her eyes she found Natasha taking another bite from the cake with a small sad smile tugged on her lips.

"That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty.. ..you fall in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are." (-the catcher in the rye)

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Wilfords Demands: Who Do You Belong To?

Summary- 5.2 k. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Written for @mcudarklibrary​ Kink Challenge- April. You’ve been in Curtis care for a few weeks now. He has no hesitation in reminding you who you belong to. Warnings- Dub Con/Non Con situations, punishments treatment, drug and alcohol mentions. 

Chapter One- Just Another Prisoner / Masterlist 

“So Curtis, how are you liking your new girl?” Wilford asked curiously as he flicked some crumbs off his luscious red robe, frowning as he rubbed at what looked like a smudge, under his breath he complained. “Those fucking cleaners never do anything right. Useless the lot of them.” The older man chose to ignore it for now, turning back to Curtis sitting opposite of him, Claude pouring fresh tea into two delicate china mugs. “Isnt she something, as soon as I saw her on camera, I knew you would like her. Yes, shes a bit thin still, but get some meat on her, and she will have all those nice curves to keep you occupied.” 

Curtis nodded his thanks to Claude and reached to take the cup, contemplating what Wilford was talking about, you were rather lovely in your innocence. All Curtis had to still do was look at you a certain way, and your cheeks would turn pink and your glance would look away from him, sometimes a tiny whine would issue, making him grin. “Im liking her quite fine. She was an innocent you know? I was surprised.” Wilford winked over his cup while he added generous amounts of honey comb to his cup, swirling his cup a bit before taking a sip.

“I had hoped she would be, How the fuck I know, pretty little thing like that. I am a bit disappointed she isnt pregnant yet though, but in due time I know. I just get impatient.” 

Curtis kinda shrugged a bit, he never really cared what Wilford did with the kids they made him, but this time it kinda rubbed him the wrong way. He didnt seem to pick up on it, or chose to ignore it, falling into another subject that Wilford used them for. Entertainment for the front enders for a couple months a year, a sport. 

“Also, its about time for the games, and Im putting my goods on you Curtis, Do not disappoint. Once you get in that ring, murder the sons of bitches.” The true purpose of the games, weed out the weak. So far only three of the original group still survived, Curtis was one of them for his brutal approach to all of it. He was a survivalist first, and had no issue getting blood all over in the process.

“Yes I know, trust me, I dont want my ass fucking dead.” Curtis growled out and grew impatient, ready to get back to you. “We done shooting the shit Wilford, or you ready for this months supplies?” 

“God your always so fucking impatient to leave my company.” Wilford rolled his eyes and sighed as if hurt, Curtis just stared at him waiting for him to get on with it. “Okay, my boy... let me know what you want.” 

Curtis wasted no time, filling out his demands and leaving straight afterwards. There was only so much time he could stand being in that mans presence. His spirit uplifted a bit knowing he would be seeing you again. You were still quiet in his presence, trying to remain unnoticed, but he was always aware of your presence unlike any other woman he had ever been with. Sometimes he would draw out conversation from you. But your answers were usually short, clipped, or you shrugged not knowing how to answer. Seeing how you lived in the tail end all your life, there was simply things you didnt know about. That was okay, you would learn about these things soon enough. 

Opening the door and stepping in, you were curled in the seat near the window, a book resting on your knee and gaze out the window watching the speeding landscape. You jumped slightly when Curtis entered and pulled your legs up nervously to watch him. Always so observant his girl was. "You havent seem to gotten to far while I was gone." nearby he sat down some bags of stuff he brought back with him, the items he had asked for from Wilford.

Your fingers trail down the spine and you slide it to the table, shaking you head softly. "Cant concentrate Curtis." Wary was how you were of this man, who stalked around his room till he moved to sit on the edge of the bed nearby. "Hmmm, do you not like it?" How brow arched and a your voice rose in a rush, as you clutched at the book. "No no, t-thank you... Its not that." You didnt want to loose a gift he brought you. Already reading through the few he had, you had gotten bored being unable to leave the small room. Curtis had requested a book for you with Wilford, and as you were finding out, Wilford accommodated Curtis requests typically.

"I was tested again, and still negative... " your voice dropped, admitting to your distraction. At first the news would cause Curtis to curse, drag you back to bed to try again.

So your head dropped, waiting to be yanked onto the mattress, but these past few weeks, he changed. Sometimes your news didn't cause any reaction, he would leave you to what you were doing. You trembled a bit, waiting to see what today would bring.

Curtis isnt sure when it changed for him, that he actually liked this one, it was something more then what was required of him, having any interest in his charge. You, a little tail ender was so innocent in to what he did to you, that he found it endearing. Her little surprised mewls when he taught you some new sense gave him satisfaction. He patted his knee. “Come over here Y/N” 

The tension raised between the two of you when you hesitated, curling your hands together and your face wanted to defy him, he could see the flash in your eyes and the way your breathing flared your nose. Curtis arched a brow daring you to tell him no. Oh would you? He almost wanted you to, that primal part of him loved overpowering you beneath him. You were so defeated when he first got his hands on you, but he felt that you had a bit of fire somewhere still, it just needed to be ignited. 

After a few seconds though you went back to your resigned manner and unfolded your legs approaching him, moving to stand in between his spread thighs. “Dont worry about the negative, it doesnt always happen right away.” His fingers snapped at your pants buttons and slid them down with a jerk, your hand bracing against his shoulder to keep from loosing balance and lifting your feet to loose your pants. He pushed your shirt up. “Get rid of all this to.” 

Lifting your shirt and tossing it aside, that deep blush he admired so much spread down from your face and neck, flaring over your collarbone. His mouth smirked until he lashed his tongue over a nipple, teasing the other with pinching fingertips. “But how long till they get impatient Curtis?” you took a shuddering breath feeling the warmth of his mouth tease you to a peak, rubbing your thighs together as heat pooled faster then you expect it to in your core. “Im ready to be done and go back home.” He growled at this, biting enough for you to yelp, and try to pull away but his legs have you trapped in between them. 

“What makes you think your going back Y/N?” He growled deeply, whipping you around, and pulling you back into his lap with one muscled forearm circled around your waist. “I already told you, you were given to me to use.” your hands were grasping his forearm pressed around your midsection, and you whine softly at his words. “But once Im pregnant you wont want me in your space, why wouldnt they send me back till birth?” 

“Cause, Im keeping you. Open your mouth.” He demanded and grabbed a hold of your jaw, forcing your mouth to open, his other arm loosened around your waist and moved two fingers to your mouth.“suck, get them good and wet Y/N”  his fingers pressed against your tongue and you immediately started to suck on his digits. doing your best to do as he asked. “As I told you a few weeks ago, your issued to me for at least the next few years.” Shifting his legs to hook yours over his knees and spread his legs so your thighs spread apart wide for him, the rush of cooler air hitting your aroused flesh made you moan around his fingers pressing against your tongue. “Your here till your used up or Im tired of you.” His voice, was so final as he yanked his fingers out from your mouth, tracing your bottom lip with one of the drenched fingers. “And then your still not going back there Honey. He wont let you go back home” 

Before you could fully register what Curtis was telling you, he dropped his hand to your cunt, his fingers warm and wet from how you worked them traced your pussy lips, soft under his fingertips, his biting kiss on your neck was a stark contrast, making you attempt to pull away, but he once more clamped his arm around your waist to keep you in place, his long middle digit dipping in between the folds, tease your sensitive flesh. “N-never? even if I was useless to have children?” 

“No, never. Have you ever seen anyone return to the tail end? Your not an exception. Trust me... You could be in a worst place then with me.” Continuing to rub your cunt, circling your aroused bud but never quite touching when he would return to stroking and teasing her entrance with slight dips of his fingers, collecting your arousal to spread. “I am not the only man who does this, and plenty are cruel to there partners.” It was getting harder to focus on Curtis as he started finally touching where you ached, his arm tightening when you would arch and let your head fall back to his shoulder. Pressing his lips to your temple. “Curtis... Its,,,” 

“Feels good right? Most the time it will if Im doing my job right,” Assuring as he let two fingers fill your wet heated entrance, making you open your thighs wider, his own adjusting to help you keep them spread. You were panting, rocking your hips to meet his thrusting digits. If you werent so caught up in the moment, you would have been embarrassed of the squelching sound your wet cunt was making the faster he pumped his fingers. Your walls started to clench around him, and that little firey coil started to tighten in your lower belly. 

“M-most of the time?” You managed to utter, and Curtis chuckled while biting lightly on your earlobe. “Well your a temptation, this tight little body.” His fingers hooked when he said that, come along with me baby. He would stroke your walls to comply with his wishes, fighting against his hold, and you were crying out when you pushed back into his chest, locking and shaking, flooding his hand. “Wouldnt be hard for me to loose control and just fuck you into the mattress” 

Your thighs are trying pushing to close, aching from being stretched open, and fighting through your orgasm. He shoved you forward slightly to undo his pants, and you lean forward to brace your hands against your knees, your head dipping forward to catch your breath. It wasnt long you felt his cock pressing against your back. God you fucking hope he never lost control with you, You could barely handle him now, and everything he did was measured calculated. Curtis did nothing without giving it some thought, you knew this. 

Hands at your hips, lifted your ass enough so he could fit himself into your core, and eased you back, slowly so he inched in, making you stretch around him but it still made you hold your breath till you were full of him, every movement you made, made you groan, his thrusts were quick upward angled jabs, pressing deeper and you still braced your hands while arching your breasts forward, this angle was so fucking full, concentrating was impossible. There was just rushed thrusts and grinding your hips back down. 

Somewhere it registered his cussing against your neck, as his thrusts pressed forward longer in your clenching pussy. “Fuck your so good, just gonna fill you till your dripping with cum.” He grunted against the back of your neck, his fingers digging into your hips and started to move you faster, bouncing you, and you just rode it till he roared and warm jets of his cum started to fill you. Your channel flexed around his cock, milking him for the last of it, and you collapse back against him, covering your face with your hands and giving a soft sob from your second orgasm within a short time. 

Pulling himself from him, he swiped his fingers through your cunt and scooped his cum back into you, making you quiver slightly at the sensation. Curtis gave a possessive nip to your neck, and shifted your legs back to a close. Fuck the muscles ached, all you wanted to do was lay down, the muscles in your thighs screaming with a burn. Curtis tapped your thigh to stand. “Dont be letting that run down your leg Y/N,” You nod and go to stand, your legs shaking enough to look like you might wipe out, Curtis hands shot out and grasped your hips to draw you back and sit on the bed. “Probably need a moment to get your legs back.” 

Tucking himself back in his pants, he let you claim the bed and went to where he had ditched the bags he brought back from Wilfords. You dragged a blanket over your naked body and watched with curiosity as he pulled out some clothing for you, nicer then the stuff youve been wearing. “Whats that for?” you asked curiously. 

Curtis brought the skirt and top over to let you inspect them. “They are for you. There is a entertainment car, and I figured your ready to meet others. I trust you to remember who you belong to” Your eyes brightened at the idea of seeing others, even if they were front enders. “Hows your legs? If you can stand, were going in half an hour.” He took the rest of the bag and turning his back to you, stored away a few books Wilford gave him, a treat for you later if you got to bored and deserved them. Curtis hoped there would come a time where you wanted to please him, not had to please him. 

While he was doing this, you tested yourself, and gathered the clothing to your bare chest. “they are fine... I will go get ready Curtis.” You escaped quickly into the bathroom, easing the door mostly closed. You rubbed your face in the soft long sleeve, it was the softest thing you could remember feeling and when you tugged the clothing on, braiding your hair to sweep straight down your back well past your waist, you couldnt remember feeling this way, like you were being showed off,and you kind of liked it. Stepping out, your clear your throat a bit and Curtis looks up from where he had been reading the spot you left in your books. 

Fuck you look good. Curtis nods his approval, and you nervously pick at the shirt, biting back a grin in your excitement. A warm rush tingles Curtis seeing you so damn happy for the first time since he brought you back a book, and unlocking the door, he held it open for you, beckoning you to step out. Going to step out the door, your hand braced on the door frame as you peeked out, it was empty, which your heart sunk a little and with a gentle ease of Curtis’s hand in the small of your back, you step into the wide looking hallway. He slung his arm around your waist, a steady hold on your hip and in the belt loops of your pants, he led you towards the front, the way you were dragged down to his room. “Now you stay with me Y/N unless I tell you otherwise, understand? Your free to talk to people that are in this car, but remember your place. You are mine, if I find out you are disrespecting what we have going on, or me, you wont like the consequences.” 

“Yes Curtis” you reply, feeling your mouth go dry with nerves and anticipation, would you know anyone there? You hoped so, you were desperate to find out how your friends were in the tail end. You two reached a gate, and your bouncing a bit at his side, the music on the other side is thumping loud and you can see flashes of lights through the cracks. Curtis smiles a bit to himself at how obvious excited you are to get out of the room, but there are rules, and he had to be sure you knew them. Turning you to face him, he grabs your chin and makes you look at him. “Remember what I said, do you understand? do you have any questions before we go in?” 

You nod probably a little harder then you should and you glance at the door once more before back up to him. “Am I allowed to ask about the tail end if I see anyone I know? That wont make you upset with me?” 

Curtis thought about this for a few moments, it wouldnt hurt and you so desperately wanted to know, probably still had your hopes up about one day seeing your friends again. “You can, but dont expect to see anyone from before in there Y/N” His fist thumped against the metal door, and it popped open enough for Curtis to slide through and he took your arm, bringing you through. It wasnt quite as you remembered, but last time you came through, you were being dragged, and didnt exactly have time to admire the setting. This time you did though, and your eyes widened before you. 

People, gyrating all over each other, among the flashing lights above them, it was extremely distracting and made you want to shut your eyes. First the people were laughing and dancing, then they would turn and a clash of teeth and lashing of tongues inhaled one another in open mouth kisses, moving from one person to whoever was closest. You leaned more into Curtis, not wanting to get caught up in the orgy. It was something you didnt enjoy from him, and you knew you wouldnt like it here either. With a push of his hand, Curtis broke past the group, and the car opened up to show more people dancing, some with one another, some off poles placed in what looked like a seating area, people lazing around, high from the kronoles scattered in the sunken seating booths. Curtis led you past these as well until you two were near the other side, and he directed you to sit. “Just wait here, I will be back.” A simple nod was efficient enough for him, and he went to the small bar set up. 

“Kronoles, rum and coke?” The man asked Curtis while he pulled out to glass jars to pour the alcohol into. 

“Just the rum and coke.” Normally Curtis would part take in the kronoles, chase that mindless high that came with it, but not this time with you accompanying him. He would come back another time without you. The rum and coke though, rare treat, doing some calculations about the occasion for the rare indulgence. Wilford had announced it was new years. Collecting the drinks, he came back to where you were half in and out of your seat, curious to your surroundings. Twisting back into your seat, your nose wrinkled as you sniffed your drink, used to only water. “What is it?” 

“Try it and find out.” Was all he said, and you cautiously brought your mouth to the edge, taking a sip. It burned and was sweet at the same time, and you took another sip that stung its way down your throat. The dart of your tongue wasnt missed by Curtis, and his cock twitched at the very notion of how sweet your lips would look stretching around his shaft, your head tipped to meet him with your eyes rolling up to meet him. Fuck... It was gonna have to go on your list of necessary teachings. No it wouldnt benefit what you two were striving for, but it was a damn sweet thought, your mouth sucking him off. To cool off, he to took a bigger swallow then your sip, appreciating the burn as it went down to settle in his gut. 

“what is it?” You repeated and he looked at you and swiped his thumb over your lower lip to dry it off. “Rum and Coke, we only get it once a year, usually its homemade shit or cheap ass beer thats long since gone stale. Its new years though, another year living on the train passed.” 

“Oh! I never heard the announcement.” Your gaze again falls to looking around the room, and you got bolder in your drinking. Soon, your eyes were brighter then usual and there was a flush to your cheeks. Curtis watched you get caught up in it all and he finally leaned over to whisper in your ear. “You can go dance you know, just dont stray far from the table.” He knew others would pick up on your innocence right away, target you for your weakness, typically it was a game. That is until people learned that your were his, and he was never one to share. 

Nervous, you hesitate a moment, and then push up to go up the stairs, and dont wander to far away, but mingle. Soon your drawn into a group of women who were just dancing, and the rush of the alcohol in your system swept you away in the motion. Curtis caught sight of you laughing and swaying your hips, deeming that you were fine. He collected your glasses to go refill them with just straight soda this time, and a pair of steel grey eyes crinkled at the corners, smirking watching Curtis, whom was unaware of the threat. About time he left his girl alone was the mans thoughts, pushing from where he been sitting with a group of friends and his own toy. 

You were unaware of any change happening, until a pair of hands slid along your hips, and hot breath against your neck, a lash of the tongue over your ear, you wouldnt doubt it was anyone other then Curtis so you didnt fight it. You were his after all, and your buzzed state, you couldnt tell that this was a slightly smaller set of hands on your hips, and that the person gyrating behind you certainly wasnt as broad as Curtis. Your time in the tail end, you were used to never having personal space, you simply fell back into the person behind you, getting lost in the tempo and rush of the alcohol.  

When he came back, he glanced through the crowd again as he set the drinks down, and Curtis couldnt fucking believe what the hell he was seeing. You pushing your sweet little ass of yours into Grey of all the fucking people. Quick, he snapped up to the dance floor, and your eyes sprang open to see him pushing people to crash into one another so he could get through, frightened you looked over your shoulder to see someone youve never seen in your life, and you stepped forward to meet Curtis. “Curtis! Im so-” 

“Get on your fucking knees now and wait!” He roared at you and your scrambled to fall at his feet like he told you to, your eyes welling up at your mistake. Curtis stepped around where you knelt, your hands wringing together. 

“Curtis, we were just having fun to.” Grey sighed with disappointment. “I had to see what the fuss was all about. I can see why Wilford got interested in her, she is cute for a cum slut.” 

“What the fuck makes you think you could touch her?” Curtis crowded Grey, who didnt back up but he to crowded back, smirking in Curtis’s pissed off face. 

“Wanted to see if they were as fucking easy as they come. I would have had her sucking cock in a few minutes with how she was grinding her ass into me like some horny bitch. Cant satisfy them Curtis? Why Wilford had to give you a tail ender? Not like they know any better.” 

Curtis didnt even bother with that jab, it was clearly meant to push his buttons. Drawing up to his full height, Grey albeit smaller, was not at all intimidated by Curtis, and leaned in a bit closer, smirking “dont worry Curtis, when I get her, and I will cause the winner takes it all, I will teach her how to properly behave.” You were pushing to a stand to try and explain to the two men, when Curtis caught sight of you “Did I fucking tell you to stand, get back in your place.” 

“But Curtis, it wasnt... “ You try once more, and he has to deal with you defying him, you gave him no choice. Ignoring Grey who watched this all with interest, he stalked forward and fists his hand in your hair, yanking you back to your knees. “What did I tell you?” 

“On my knees” You twist and cry out, your hands going to your hair to try to get him to loosen his grip. 

“Do I want any fucking sass coming from you?” 

“n-no.” You cant help the tears that are rolling down your cheeks and the way your head bows to him. 

Lowering closer to your level, his next words were so low it was hard to hear, but they held deadly promise should you not listen. “Start crawling to the door Y/N” Releasing his hold and shoving you to sprawl back. 

You look at him like he cant be serious, crawl? His face though, was all serious anger storming his blue eyes and you back away from him, the crowd parting to allow you passage. 

“Please Curtis...” 

Nothing, no softening or taking pity on you, you do only thing that you can, and start to pull yourself away on your hands and knees, Curtis watched your heart shaped ass sway back and forth, and then turns back to Grey, whos watching with an amused look. 

“Sure you dont want me to break in your little sweetheart? Ass like that good for alot of things, wouldnt be any trouble at all.” 

Curtis growled lowly “Dont fucking lay a hand on her anymore, shes mine. I have no problem shoving your dick down your throat should you think shes yours to handle.” 

Grey grinned at the challenge. “No, course not. Better not let her out of your sight again.” With that Grey turned back, and hoped back down into the seating area he had been occupying previously, yanking his own girl back in his lap, and slapping her thighs to spread, ready to share her with his current company. Curtis didnt waste any more time with them, and followed where she had crawled away, getting to the door, you were waiting this time, in a subdued position, on your knees, head bowed, palms up, trying not to look embarrassed or scared of it all. Made his cock twitch again, Fucking Christ, bad timing. “Get up” He yanked on your arm and hauled you to a stand. You stumbled, but did it all quietly, averting looking at him. 

It was silent going back to the rooms, and you tried to keep up best you could to his long stride. The train walls kept dipping as if off kilter and you stumbled into Curtis a few times. Finally though you two reach his room again and he gets the door to open, pushing you to fly in first. You stumble and grab a hold of the wall, trying to get everything to stop spinning. 

“Curtis, please I didnt know.” 

He doesnt care, more pissed off then he was before at your attempt for an explanation, he drags you from your grip off the wall and over his knee. “You knew better Y/N, and yet you fucking undermined me.” 

His knee is hard in your stomach, and you could feel him lifting your skirt to pool around your waist. You try to look over your shoulder but he shoves your head back to look at the wall and floor. Struggling, again a waste of your energy, hes holding you pinned over his knee with no more energy then he would give to a mild inconvenience in his day. Yanking down your panties to, he smacked your bottom hard, hard enough to jar you forward in his lap. 

“Dont worry I plan on marking your ass so hard, your not going to be forgetting who you belonged to.” Curtis gives no time to adjust, its one hard spank on one of your cheeks after another, its a fire burning you now, and your crying into his leg, arching once in a while when its a particular had slap, those sharp stinging ones that you swear are going to break your skin. Curtis hand prints popped up in welts, and you sobbed for him to stop. “Pl-please Curtis, I wont do it again. I swear... I thought it was you. “ He growled and started to come to a stop. He reached to take a fistful of hair and jerk your head back so he could see you even at this angle. 

“Who do you listen to?” 

Sobs crack your voice. “You Curtis...” 

“Thats right little one, next time be aware of who the fuck is behind you. Accident or not, if I catch it happening again, it will be worst.” He just as quickly put you in a stand, and stood up himself, gripping your chin so your tear stained face couldnt defy him and look away. “Next time it will be a leather strap and you will bleed for it. Get to bed now.” Dropping his hand and you are quick to move out of his way while he went to take a shower. 

Your ass, burning hot and every step screamed red hot through you, you peel away the clothes that you had been so excited for and folded them into the dresser, getting into an over sized tee that Curtis had given you to wear. Crawling in close to the wall, you lay on your side, waiting for him to come back out. He finished and didnt bother with clothing, snapping off lights as he came, he stretched out on his side, and yanked you over to him, hiking a leg over his hip, there was a unprepared thrust into your core, and you yelp into his chest, pressing your face there till the pain dulled, your breathing coming and going in shallowly as you braced for him to start moving he never did though, his arm just caged you in close. 

“You can sleep like this tonight, full of my cock so you dont forget who the fuck you belong to.” 

You sniffle in the darkness, trying to adjust to the full sensation hes stuffed you with. Now, you were even more homesick for the tail end. 

Tags-  @jtargaryen18 @what-is-your-plan-today @official-and-unstable-satan @p8tn0lish @stardancerluv @princess-evans-addict @patzammit @ozarkthedog​  @that-damn-girl @curtisbbq @jeremyrennerfanxxxx123 @thatweirdwalangpake @nsfwsebbie​ @imanuglywombat​

[sapphos-poets]

enough (m!mc x f!blaine)

Credit to @i-cant-think-of-a-name-15 for the prompt idea! I had lots of fun with this, I hope you like it :)

Pairing: M!MC (Kennedy Monroe) x F!Blaine Hayes 

Word count: 1.8k

Summary: board game night shenanigans with a sprinkle of pining and angst! also slightly crack-ish. 

"Boardgames," Blaine deadpans. "Seriously? You promised me fun, Rutherland."

"This is fun," Dionne insists. She's sitting with her legs pulled up on the couch, fingers wrapped around a steaming mug of tea, dressed in silk pyjamas. Peter's awkwardly perched next to her, hands clasped in his lap.

Kennedy looks from Dionne to the stack of boardgames on the coffee table in front of him, to Blaine standing in the doorway. He told her to show up at his and Dionne's suite in the evening in comfy clothes for a night-in to celebrate finishing their end-of-term exams. He hadn't specified what they would be doing exactly, but he'd hoped for the best.

And now, she did show up. In a too-large full sleeved top and leggings. That she looks adorable in. It isn’t helping Kennedy's blood pressure.

He clears his throat. "Blaine, come on. We're celebrating!"

She sighs and closes the door to the suite behind her, crossing the room to sit at the other end of the table, opposite Kennedy. Her eyes flick to his for a moment, and then back to Dionne's. "So, what are we playing?"

Kennedy shuffles through the stack on the table in front of him. "Whatever you want."

"There's also a bottle of champagne I've wanted to open since forever," Dionne adds, nodding to the bottle she placed before the couch earlier.

"Fine." Blaine surveys the stack. "How about that one?"

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"Peter.

How?

"

All four of them gaze down at the Jenga tower that's barely holding together. It had already been on the verge of collapsing before, but Peter had managed to somehow wrangle a piece out without upsetting the tower.

Peter shrugs, his discomfort obvious. Dionne gives him an appreciative glance that has him looking away in self-consciousness. "This isn't going to be fun for the next player." She looks to Kennedy, who's staring nervously at the teetering blocks.

"Come on, Rutherland," Blaine smirks, leaning back on her hands. She'd put her hair up in a bun, the loose strands now framing her face. "Don't tell me that you're scared of a board game."

Kennedy squares his shoulders, determination crossing over his features. It's just a board game, it would be fine. And he can't give in to Blaine's teasing. His hand hovers over the tower as he scrutinises it for the safest block to remove. Finally, he selects one and gently pries it out.

The resulting crash is loud enough to tear a little shriek out of him, which sends Blaine doubling over in laughter.

"P-R-E-O-C-C-U-P-I-E-D. That to your P-I-E, and the double word score, gives me 26 points, right?" Dionne glances up from where her pen is poised over the notepad.

Three disbelieving stares gape back at her. Blaine's frozen with a drink halfway to her mouth, Kennedy appears exhausted, and Peter looks like he can’t decide between impressed and amused.

"What?" she says, bending over the notebook again. "I had to be well versed in classic literature and poetry. Part of being a princess."

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"Left hand, red."

"Seriously? Red, again?"

"Yep."

Kennedy suppresses a sigh and looks around the mat. The closet circle is right next to the one Blaine has occupied, which would put him right beside her. On second thought, this was a terrible idea.

As he struggles to manoeuvre himself into the free spot, Blaine calls out to him, "Give up, Rutherland."

"Never, Ardona," he scoffs, settling into his new position. As he glances back at Dionne to ask for the next instruction, she jumps up. "Crap, my phone died—I need to plug it in. Come with me, Peter?"

Great. He doesn't know how long he can hold on in this awkward pose. His arms are already quivering. Blaine smirks from beside him. "Just let go, Rutherland."

He ignores her, focusing on keeping steady. And then, as if he doesn't have enough to worry about, she leans in. He tenses, feeling the warmth of her body. Just her proximity is enough to send his heart-rate into a frenzy. "Blaine," he warns.

She doesn't listen, moving closer. He catches a faint whiff of her soap—she must have showered earlier—now familiar and comforting. It's intoxicating, with the promise of more. With effort, he brings his head back to the game. Just as he opens his mouth to tell her off, he feels a gentle brush of lips on the exposed skin of his neck.

The gesture is the final push. His arms buckle and he collapses onto the mat. From the corner of his eye, he sees her stand and stretch. "Good game, Rutherland," she says.

"Good game?" Kennedy flips around onto his back, the strain of the game combined with the kiss leaving him breathless. She's grinning at him. "You cheated!" he complains, though he can't bring himself to be angry as he takes in the glee on her face.

"It's all in good fun," she responds. She hops onto and sprawls across the couch just as Dionne returns. "Okay, I'm done," Blaine announces.

Kennedy flops down beside her; playing Twister had tired him out more than he thought—which had nothing to do with Blaine of course. Dionne looks at them with disappointment. "I expected more drama from you two."

Their heads snap to her. "What are we, your entertainment?" asks Blaine.

"I did tell you my love life is pretty dry right now," Dionne shrugs, unrepentant as she takes a sip from her champagne glass. Kennedy's just glad Peter hadn't returned yet so he couldn't hear that; it isn’t that hard to see that there’s something between them.

He meets Blaine's eyes and looks away just as swiftly. The technicalities of whatever was going in between them was not something they wanted to hash out today. Not missing the exchange between them, Dionne hides a smile.

"How about a movie?" She grabs the remote. "There's a Pavadenian classic airing now." She finds the channel in response to assenting hums and settles back on the couch.

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"Is that a good idea?" Peter asks, his eyes on Dionne's champagne glass.

"Peter, we're celebrating," Dionne emphasises, her words slurring slightly. Kennedy isn't sure how many times he's heard that by now.

Blaine chuckles, amused. "He means the fact that you're on your third glass."

Dionne blinks slowly at her. "So?"

As she tries to focus on the television screen, Kennedy makes a point to grab the bottle and stash it away.

Kennedy looks down at the couch where Peter and Dionne have fallen asleep cuddled up next to each other. They look too comfortable to disturb, and rousing them would mean that the night would end. Which would mean Blaine would leave. And Kennedy doesn't want Blaine to leave just yet.

"Should we wake them?" Blaine asks, coming up beside him. Kennedy glances at the clock on the mantel—it's almost midnight. They hadn't meant to celebrate this long, and he definitely hadn't planned for two of their group to fall asleep on the couch.

He shakes his head and drapes the spare blanket over them.

"I guess I should get going then," Blaine says. Kennedy takes her in. Her hair's mostly come out of its bun and her clothes are rumpled. Her eyes are tired—no doubt because of the stress of exams but also from the late night—but bright. He doesn't want her to leave.

"No," Kennedy says, surprising himself. "Stay."

Blaine's shoulders sag. Kennedy wonders if it's too much to hope that she was waiting for him to ask her to stay. He flicks off the light and opens the door to his room, nodding at her. She gets the hint and trails after him.

Kennedy flops down onto his bed and watches Blaine, her cautiously curious gaze roaming the room as she perches on his chair at his desk. He almost wants to invite her to sit beside him, but squashes the idea, deeming it too forward.

"So," he begins, "did you have fun?"

Her eyes snap to his, startled before a slow smirk spreads across her face. "I did, actually. Who knew you'd know how to have fun?"

"Hey," he grins. Talking with Blaine is effortless somehow. They click, and he feels that he can open up to her. It helps that Blaine is an open book. "I do know how to have fun. You'd know that if you spent more time with me." Immediately, he wonders why he said that. His mom doesn't make it easy, but they do spend time together—a lot actually. Somehow, it never is enough for him.

He can't deny it anymore: he likes her. But the timing can't be worse, and so he's been keeping it buried, though he can't help his feelings and the consequent longing glances and stomach butterflies. Dionne argues that this is a terrible idea, but he knows he has to prioritise his mother's reelection campaign.

Blaine leans forward, that smirk still gracing her face, and Kennedy’s heart speeds up. "Don't we hang out enough?" she asks. "You really can't get enough of me, can you?"

No.

But she doesn't wait for his answer, turning back around to his desk and fiddling with a pen. Then, her shoulders begin to tremble, and a mixture of panic and dread creeps over Kennedy. Is she crying? Or possibly laughing? But unless she's lost it, there's nothing to laugh at.

Maybe she did want to leave then, Kennedy thinks miserably, and she felt obligated to stay when I asked. He gathers his courage and asks, "Are you okay?"

"What? Yeah, I'm fine."

"Then... why are you shaking?"

She whirls around so fast that it startles Kennedy, before pulling her legs up and hugging them. She's still shivering as she speaks in an indignant voice, "Your room is freezing."

Caught off guard and slightly alarmed, Kennedy stares at her for a second before letting out a laugh. "That's it? I thought—" He decides not to complete that sentence in order to maintain his dignity and instead gets up to rummage through his closet. He pulls out a clean hoodie and tosses it to Blaine. "Here."

She regards the clothing for a moment before tugging it on. It's big on her, like the top she's wearing, and Kennedy ignores how his heart flips at the sight. Not dwelling on it too much, he decides to take the leap and pats the bed next to him. "Come here."

Shoving her hands in the pocket, Blaine eyes the spot before crawling into the bed beside him and leaning her head on his shoulder. Kennedy tries not to tense in surprise and relaxes into it, hesitating before sliding an arm around her. To his insurmountable relief, she snuggles closer.

They settle into easy conversation late into the night, until Blaine's speech starts to slow and her eyelids begin to droop, and she falls asleep with her head on his lap. Blinking back his own sleepiness, he smoothes back her hair and smiles down at her.

They may not be able to be together, but he could treasure these moments that only he is allowed to see—and just maybe, that would be enough.

[knchins]

Shinsou + Bakusquad Face Riding

Pairing: Shinsou x Fem!reader, Bakugou x Fem!Reader, Kirishima x Fem!Reader, Denki x Fem!reader, Mina x Fem!Reader

Rating: E

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings:  dubcon, face fucking, some bondage, mild daddy kink

Notes: I hope you enjoy it @we-mentally-unstable​! This is also going to help me fill out a square on my bingo card! Links at the end! All characters have been aged up.

Shin is not above using his quirk in the bedroom (...usually with your consent)

He’d have you in a cute skirt with no underwear,

Thigh high stockings

Waiting for the perfect moment to pose a question.

“Want to go for a ride, doll?”

You stare at him curiously wondering what he’s up to

A ride of the vespa at this time of night seems a bit strange

Especially given your attire that he insisted upon

You shrug nonchalantly, “Sure, babe.”

And then he has you right where he wants you

You feel him take hold of your mind.

He coaxes you to the bedroom, laying down on his back

He’s gained so much more power and strength with his brainwash technique since he graduated several years ago

Being a pro-hero made him an expert at it

So even though he forced you to straddle his face, the contact did not break his hold.

You situated on top of him, his breath tickling the skin of your labia majora

“Now ride daddy’s fucking face.” He orders and your hips jerk into action on their own.

The lack of control is exhilarating

Your muscles moving your hips in smooth rhythmic thrusts as his mouth devours you

His tongue is heaven sent, you swear to god every time he fucks you with it

You cursed at him inwardly as he forces you to stroke your own clit in fast circles

Shinsou can sense with you’re close by the octave of your moans

He makes you slow down in order to edge you

It drives you up the goddamn wall

As you border on the edge of madness, using all your might to break free from him, he releases you

In an instant your grinding onto his nose and mouth once more

Fingers working your clit furiously

Chasing after a mind blowing orgasm that leaves you quaking on top of him.

As you topple forward onto him awkwardly, Shinsou can’t help but laugh. 

Bakugou hadn’t stopped yelling about the stupidest shit all damn day

Constantly complaining about every little thing

Since he wouldn’t stop running his mouth, you decided to put it to good use. 

Through usage of your quirk you manage to get him tied to the bed.

The wooden frame protests as he pulls at the leather straps with a newfound fury

And still he just can’t seem to shut the fuck up

Even as you undress and secure his head between your legs firmly

You lower yourself, relaxing s your folds muffle his yells of protest

Despite how much you loved him, sometimes he could be insufferable

And those were the times he needed to be punished

Bakugou seemed to finally get the hint

He put his mouth to work licking along your slit

You moved your hips slowly at first, letting yourself enjoy the stimulation 

If he could he’d be holding onto your thighs tightly to savagely eat you out

But this time you had control

You took your time with him, knowing the longer he was down there the longer he was too occupied to yell

But with time you increased your rhythm.

You groped at your breasts, tweaking your own nipples

Moan after delicious moan spilled from you and you could see him getting hard through his pants

Bakugou tended to your feverishly, not letting up for even a second

His tongue worked you over expertly, this wasn’t the first time the two of you had been in this position

You would cry out for him as you came, dripping your juices onto his face as you caught your breath. 

Once you started to climb down from your high, you lifted up

Bakugou takes giant gulps of air as he glares at you

“You better fucking untie me, princess.” 

Nothing is more manly than how much Kirishima loves for you to ride his face.

His favorite thing to do in life is to make you scream with pleasure

So when he demands what kind of foreplay he’s looking for tonight you don’t resist

You both strip your clothes and he situates himself on the bed

You move on top of him and he grabs hold of your thighs in order to lock you into place

His powerful forearms and strong grip prevent you from escaping, even if you wanted to

You start out fast, knowing that is how he prefers it. 

Kiri is sloppy, unable to stop the mass amount of drool that collects in his mouth from the magnificent taste of your pussy

He laps you up like a thirsty dog that cant get enough water 

You move in time with his tongue

The two of you are so in sync, a match made in heaven.

You want nothing more than to touch him, but Kiri forbids this

He wants all of his attention focused on you, and he wants nothing to take away from that. 

His dirty words are too muffled by your skin for you to tell decipher what he’s saying

But you know that it's absolutely filthy and your imagination runs wild

His oversized cock is standing at attention, and you can’t wait to savor the precum that’s collecting on his glistening tip. 

You buck your hips, urging him to speed up

Kiri always obliges

In minutes you’re screaming for him,

Praises and curses leave you almost simultaneously 

He doesn’t release you until after he’s cleaned you up with his mouth, savoring your juices.

As soon as his grip loosens, you pounce and instantly start devouring his cock. 

Denki always keeps things in the bedroom...electrifying. 

So you’re not surprised when he asks you to sit on his face. 

He’s always so eager to please you and this time was no different. 

You discard your clothing and find your way to him.

Slowly you lower yourself down onto him, his lips brushing against yours.

You rock your hips in a slow manner, clit rubbing against his nose.

Using his quirk he sends tiny bolts of static energy into your core with his tongue.

At first it took you by surprise and you nearly jumped off of him

However Denki quickly grabbed hold of you, forcing you to sit back down on his face. 

He grabbed your hips, moving them for you forcefully 

All the while still using his tongue to stimulate your most sensitive parts with electricity 

You had never felt anything like it, the foreign but exhilarating sensation. 

He forced you to increase your pace as you grabbed onto the headboard of the bed to steady yourself. 

He’s extremely careful not to push too much energy into you, never wanting to harm you in any fashion. 

Luckily the amount he was using wouldn’t exhaust him either or reduce him to being able to do nothing but give you a double thumbs up. 

He loves the way you moan for him, the sound of his name on your lips. 

And when he sensed that you’re close, he swirls your clit with his tongue, electrifying it once more. 

You are thrown off the edge, crashing into waves of pleasure as you shake. 

Denki maneuvers you to lay beside him.

Always the cuddle bug.

He wraps you in his arms and nuzzles into your neck as your high runs its course. 

Once you’re come down though, it’s his turn and he fucks you hard until morning comes. 

You and Mina had been dating for quite some time now.

She was the most loving and attentive girlfriend you had ever had.

Despite being busy as a pro-hero, she always found time to devote to you.

And during this time you were the sole focus of her attention. 

She is also the best partner you’d ever slept with. 

Her favorite thing is when you ride her face.

Because the sounds it makes come from you are orgasmic to her.

She peppers your folds with kisses before urging your hips to move. 

As you roll them against her face, her tongue comes out for a taste. 

Mina fucks you with her tongue as you ride her,

Jerking your hips at an incredibly fast pace. 

As always you’re a moaning mess on top of her. 

She reaches up with a free hand and gropes your breast

Tweaking your nipples, making you even wetter. 

You scream as you cum all over her, not that she cares. 

She insists the best part of her skin care routine is lathering her face with your wetness. 

She urges you to ride out your high, cleaning you up in the process with slow and steady licks. Careful not to touch your overstimulated clit.

You catch your breath and reposition yourself so you’re sitting next to her. 

Mina sits up and grins before getting up to fetch her bag of toys. 

The smile never leaves her face as she pulls out her favorite double headed dildo. 

She grabs a bottle of lube and preps the toy so that both of you can have even more fun.

Masterlist || Bingo Masterlist || Bingo requests open!

[you-did-well-moon]

Day6 reaction to s/o getting jealous when a idol flirts with them

Type: Fluff angst if you squint really hard like you’re trying to see something millions of miles away but you don't have to squint that hard in wonpils

Word count: 3373

A/n: My first Day6 request how are you MyDays? Happy to see you here lol. I hope you’re all doing okay cause zombie literally bought me to tears. Anyways I cant lie I got excited when I got this request because it’s fun. I’m letting you know right now I love every girl om this reaction. Don’t be afraid to talk to me - Moon

TW: insecurities, a little suggestive with Young k, unrealistic depiction of female idols. 

Sungjin

You had been waiting for Sungjin to come back from getting his guitar case from where he had left in another room in the JYP building. You guys were going to go on a cute little café date that you surprisingly didn't have to beg for. You had thought he would suggest somewhere else since Wonpil had wanted to go to the same place with him, but he had shut him down saying Cafes weren't really his scene. 

You decided to get all his stuff so you could leave quickly, putting it carefully in your bag and placing his beanie on your head with a soft laugh. You were going to open the door of the practice room when you heard two voices conversing just outside the room. You tilted your head when you recognized Sungjin’s voice putting your ear against the wood of the door. You felt your chest tighten when you heard a soft female voice loudly laughing.

You heard the girl giggle and compliment his singing. With shaking hands you tiptoed to look through the little window the door had silently gasping when you saw her hand drift down his arm. You recognized Nayeon from Twice, one of the prettiest girls from one of the most popular girl groups. Her eyes drifted to your eyes peeking from the ledge of the window making direct eye contact when she softly took Sungjin’s hand and asked him if he could give her guitar lessons. 

Her eyes then came back to Sungjin, wide and faux in innocence as she slowly blinked at him. Feeling nauseous you couldn't take anymore of the scene stumbling to the other side of the room. You needed to get away or else you felt like you'd burst through that door and smack her for even having the audacity to touch your boyfriend like that. You didn't get to see Sungjin awkwardly pull his hand away telling her he needed to go. 

He walked into the room meeting your uneasy smile with a bright one, eyes crinkling when he saw his beanie playfully pulling it down so it covered your eyes fondly letting his finger drift to your cheekbone before taking your hand. Even the cute atmosphere of the café didn't manage to cheer you up. Sungjin immediately noticed your mood leaning towards you when he gently asked what was wrong. Not being able to make eye contact you’d ask him if he was going to give Nayeon the guitar lessons she asked for. 

He quickly understood what this was about, almost scoffing at the absurdity of it. He would be silent in the car ride home. Getting to the dorms and he’d pull you to sit down on his bed facing each other and knees touching. He would not allow you to break eye contact when he leaned his forehead against yours nose gently nudging yours as he grasped your hands in his.

“Y/n, love, from now on, I want you to stop tormenting and making yourself unnecessarily suffer like that. What you're feeling and thinking right now is completely wasteful because no matter what, no woman will ever occupy as much space in my heart as you do, no woman can make me feel the way you do. Have trust in me y/n, please.

Sungjin will not hesitate to shut down whatever jealousy you had. He will be blunt and honest with you while still being loving and romantic with you. To be honest, Sungjin thinks it’s stupid you even feel this way, but he wont tell you that.

Jae

Your stomach hurt from having to hold in your laughter curling up in your seat behind the camera, and you had to stifle your laughter with a hand clasped to your mouth. You struggled to catch your breath as a small tear slipped out from the corner of your eye. You had been texting with Jae when he told you he hadn't eaten yet, so you being the kind and supporting girlfriend you were, you had bought food for Jae and everyone in Hwaiting choosing to stay and wait for the recording to finish, so you could go home with Jae. 

You hadn't really watched any of the other episodes, so you weren't prepared for the chaos that ensued when going through the games. You could see Jae’s eyes finding their way to your figure, not being able to stop himself from smiling when he saw you laughing. He smiled brighter when you laughed in response to something he had done. He just loved your laugh too much. It did weird things to his chest, and it made his heart feel light.

 The recording finished and the show was wrapped up. You clapped lightly saying words of encouragement to everyone with Matthew bringing you into a headlock. You presented them with the food you had bought, a smile making its way onto your face when they all cheered. There was a table everyone could sit at, and you were going to sit next to Jae, but Jamie was able to slide in before you could. You shrugged it off knowing they were close friends, simply taking the seat across from him with a confused smile.

 You didn't mind their friendship at all. You had come into Jae’s life after years of them being friends, but as you watched her interact with Jae you couldn't stop the bitter feeling on your tongue. You saw her hitting Jae in the way a child does when they have a crush on someone else, pushing his fork so the food hit his chin and laughing when he complained.

She kept on childishly flirting with him right in front of you. She asked him to go to a new noodle place with her, and told him to reschedule when Jae said he had a date with you on that day which Jae outright refused. You felt like you were about to throw your food at her, so you excused yourself saying you weren't feeling too well. Jae stood up also saying he wanted to leave with you. You were upset, and you let it out on him. When he tried touching you, you pushed him away. 

He started asking you what was wrong poking at you and tugging at your arm to which you eventually snapped telling him to go to that stupid noodle place with his friend that didn't seem to understand what a friend was. Jae would be shocked, staring at you with wide eyes before laughing loudly, bending over and clutching his stomach as if he had just heard the funniest thing. Right there in the hallway of this entertainment company, one of Jae’s hands would rest on your shoulder pulling you so that your body was against his, and the other hand would take your chin making you look at him.

“You really think- I can’t go one hour without thinking of you y/n are you crazy? Like did you eat those weird candies Wonpil likes because how could you ever think I’m not constantly wanting to go home so that I can see you. You! No one else! There is nothing on this stupid planet that could ever make me love you less than I do. Not even when you drool in the morning”

The fact that you were jealous would make Jae laugh because him? Paying any kind of attention to any female? that wasn't you? and didn't have your smile or eyes that he loved so much? hah, what a joke.

Young K

When he had first told you that he would be collaborating with a female idol, you had been perfectly fine with it, excited for him even. Even when he told you it would be Sunmi he would be spending hours with, one of the most beautiful and creative idols in the industry, you shrugged your shoulders wishing him luck and telling him to remember to eat. You trusted Younghyun, and you trusted Sunmi to act respectfully since your relationship had been revealed to the public a long time ago. 

You hadn't had the chance to meet her seeing as you were busy with your own work. One day, Younghyun sent you a text message asking if you could bring his notebook to the studio seeing as he had written down some ideas he had for the song, and you agreed even offering to bring them snacks. He then responded with “You’re the only snack I need ;)” which you ignored going to the convenience store and buying as many snacks as you could. In your giddiness to see your boyfriend, you forgot to knock opening the door right away.

 What you saw made you realize that trust should not be given out freely. You couldn't really hear around the angry haze forming in your mind, but you heard Younghyun talking about the song. You saw her hand placed on his jean clad knee, thumb rubbing the skin exposed by a rip in the cloth, and her hand twirling one of his hoodie strings around her manicured fingers. Younghyun didn't even notice her actions, attention solely placed on the screen in front of him. 

You were just about to go and slap her hands away when he noticed you in the doorway, eyes lighting up as he hurriedly stood up greeting you with a chaste kiss and a hand tenderly running through your hair. You could only manage a weak smile in his direction feeling the other female’ s glare aimed at you. You nervously tugged at your ear asking him to talk outside, chest easing up when he immediately agreed. You quickly shut the door not even bothering to talk to the girl in the chair. 

 You stiffly gave him his notebook and the bag of snacks not being able to look him in the eyes. He was confused at your closed off attitude deciding he would talk about it to you in private where you could tell him in the comfort of your own home. Pressing his lips gently to your forehead, he whispered a “bye” against your skin before turning to go back into the studio. 

He was stopped by a hand tugging at his sleeve, and when he turned back around, you would ask him not to go back into the room because if you saw her make one more move on him you weren't sure you could hold yourself back swinging at her. You really wouldn't be able to finish your sentence before you were pushed back into the wall with his mouth desperately seeking yours. After maybe 5 15 minutes, he would lean back heavily breathing and cradling your face in his hands looking at you with sincere eyes.

“I belong to you and no one else. My heart and soul are all yours babe. You are on my mind every single minute you’re not with me. You think I care about other women? That's cute. There is absolutely no way I could ever think of waking up next to anyone else or falling asleep with anyone else by my side. 

I’m sorry but I believe Younghyun will be one to take your jealousy that route. He’ll think it’s cute . Actually, he'll find your jealousy kind of hot which he wouldn't dare tell you in fear of sleeping on the couch. 

Wonpil

You had actually been away from Korea to go visit your family members. While you felt happy to see your family, you missed Wonpil so much you asked him to send you voicemails talking about random stuff that had happened to him during the day. Even with all the texts and calls, you still depended on those voice mails like they were your lifeline. You just missed his voice...and his laugh...and his touch. You missed him a lot. Your family even teased you about it, noticing your bright smile when you heard from him and calling you “whipped” which you didn't even try denying. 

You had been playing with your younger cousins when you got a call from Jae. As soon as you answered him you had to put the phone away from your ear because he started screeching at you about leaving because ever since you left Wonpil had been all mopey and sulky. He had even tried cuddling Jae which Jae took great offense to. That was all you could catch before his screaming became unintelligible.

You heard a slight scuffling on the other side of the room before you heard Sungjin’s calm voice telling you they would be performing at a music show the day you got back. His voice got slightly nervous when he asked you to surprise Wonpil and if you were up to it because he had been down in the dumps lately. You agreed reassuring him you felt energized just by the chance of being able to see Wonpil earlier.

Getting out of the airport and you stopped quickly at your apartment to drop off all your suitcases and bags, and you slipped on one of his sweatshirts you had stolen from him not being able to stop a feeling of warmth in your chest feeling the soft fabric against your skin. Arriving at the venue and you greeted all the members with a big smile asking them where Wonpil was. They nervously looked at each other before pointing at one of the rooms simply telling you he was practicing. Entering the room would make you freeze in surprise because instead of just Wonpil behind the keyboard, Rose from Black Pink was next to him.

You saw his shoulders hunch up a clear sign he was nervous and feeling shy. She really had no shame. She made sure her shoulders and arms were pressed against his, and she giggled whenever their hands bumped. She had the nerve to rest her head on his shoulder while telling him how cute he was. You decided to intervene softly calling his name. Wonpil gasped at the sound of your voice immediately leaving Rose behind to crush you into a hug hiding his face in your neck. You could only smile meekly, one hand coming to wrap around his shoulders, and the other resting on the back of his head lightly massaging his scalp. With Wonpil not facing her direction, she gave you the dirtiest look she could. 

You asked her if she could give you guys some alone time to which she rolled her eyes huffing as she left the room. When Wonpil leaned back to look at you with a soft laugh and bright eyes, you couldn't meet him with the same enthusiasm. His eyebrows furrowed asking you what was wrong with a hand coming to brush the skin of your cheekbone. When you told him you didn't like the way Rose was acting with him, you could see the clear disappointment in his eyes. His mouth would down turn in a frown, and he looked at you through his eyelashes as his hands dropped from your body.

“Why would you feel this way? Have I not shown you I love you enough? Have I not told you I love you enough. Have I not given you reason to have faith in our relationship? What did I do to make you think that I care about anyone else when I have you, you who are my everything. Do you not trust me? 

Wonpil would be sad because Wonpil is someone who needs a stable and trusting relationship. He would be disappointed because he would think you don't trust him. He would be a bit distant from you for a little bit.

Dowoon

The day had been full of laughter. You and Dowoon had gone out to eat for breakfast. It had been a few days since you really had the time to spend and enjoy time with each other. Every time you caught Dowoon staring at you while talking to him, he would giggle eyes crinkling before looking down at his food. You eventually stood up leaning across the table to look him in the eyes, and he covered your eyes with one hand chuckling lowly and telling you to stop being so cute. He let his hand fall from your eyes to cradle your cheek brushing your hair away from your eyes gently. 

You couldn't help but to lean into your touch, your bright eyes meeting his tender ones. You guys decided to go out for a walk around the area where the restaurant was. There was a supermarket with a claw machine where Dowoon wanted to win you a cute plush, but the machine was one of the rigged ones. After the 17th time of Dowoon hitting his head on the glass of the cursed machine, you tugged at his sleeve whining that you wanted to take a walk at the park near the supermarket since the weather was so nice. 

You smiled and laughed as the sun basked you in its warmth. Dowoon had to stop you from going and petting every dog with a hand around your shoulders distracting you by letting a finger slip under the collar of your shirt and rubbing the skin between your neck and shoulder. You saw a little boy walking a large dog almost his size, and the dog was so gentle with the kid walking slowly as to not overwhelm the boy’s shorter clumsy legs. You stopped and put a hand on Dowoon’s shoulder whispering a soft “please” to which he immediately let go of you with a warm smile. 

You excitedly ran ahead gently greeting the boy and asking what his dog’s name was. Dowoon watched you happily bend down to pet the dog when the child gave you permission with a certain kind of breathlessness racking through his body. You didn't notice his ears tint red when you turned around to brightly smile at him. He was so mesmerized by the sight of you he didn't notice his name called until a hand came to rest on his bicep.

He turned around only to stumble back and bow to who he recognized as Chung Ha. She laughed lightly, her hand coming back to rest on his arm telling him he didn't have to be so formal. She kept complimenting him which made him squirm because she wasn't you. He was getting nervous, and when he got nervous his face got red. You stood up telling the boy bye, and you turned around only for your smile to drop from your face quickly. You recognized the female idol, and you saw Dowoon’s red face which you confused for him being shy and flattered by whatever she was saying. You instantly went up to Dowoon’s side greeting the female with a tight lipped smile before telling her you and Dowoon had to get home before it got dark outside.

You saw the enjoyment in her eyes when she realized you were threatened by her. You tugged at Dowoon’s arm, eyes never breaking eye contact with her until you were far enough. Getting home and you would be silent not letting Dowoon touch you and ignoring him. You were passing by him on the couch when he grasped your hand asking what was up with you. You asked him if he liked the attention he got from Chung Ha with a cold tone. Dowoon tilted his head, tugging at your hand to make you sit on his lap. He looked down at you with a confused gaze. His hand cradled your jaw to make you look up to him.

“Why would I ever want anyone but you y/n? You who smiles as me even with all my flaws. Who never fails to make me happy just by being next to me. How could you ever think I could love someone else the way I love you. You y/n. My lovely y/n. You dummy.”

Dowoon would be so confused. Why would he want someone else that wasn't you. You were everything he wanted. That's why you guys were together. Why would he be as stupid as to ruin the beautiful thing you guys had?

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Love Will Find a Way

Damie fic

Read it here on ao3

Chapter 14 

“You’re the coolest,” Flora stage-whispered to Jamie. She was standing barefoot on Jamie’s feet, holding the gardener’s hands in a dance.

 “I thought I was your favorite, Flora,” Owen said. He was dancing with Hannah next to them. His brows were scrunched together and the man was downright pouting.

 “You are,” Miles answered for her, “but she’s right. Jamie’s the coolest.”

 “This is your fault, you know,” Owen told Dani who was currently attempting to allow Miles to twirl her.“You’re the one that started them on that American lingo, as I recall.”

 Dani let her jaw drop in mock offense. The expression made Jamie’s laugh bust out like it had been waiting to escape. Blue eyes followed the sound and they trailed Jamie’s form before meeting her gaze. As the song came to an end, Sheryl Crow’s I Shall Believe began to fade in.

 Jamie cricked her neck in a gesture for Dani to move closer. She twirled Flora, delighting the young girl and said, “Not a bad dancer for a gremlin.”

 Flora merely giggled in response and ran to Owen. “You next!” she demanded as she wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at him with glee.

 Hannah raised a brow, laughing good-naturedly. “I suppose my feet could use a rest.”

 Miles, though, had other plans. “Ms. Grose, I was hoping you would honor me with a dance next.” He held out his hand in a gentlemanly offer and gave a slight bow.

 Hannah gave him a warm smile and her hand. “Very well, dear.”

 In the meantime, Dani had returned to Jamie’s side, an arm wrapped around the slim waist of the gardener. “I’m really going to miss them,” Dani sighed.

 A corner of Jamie’s lips turned up in a small smile. “Well, uh, some good news on that front.”

 Dani’s brow creased as she  turned to face Jamie in silent question.

 “Henry says they’ll be moving to America, after all. Says it’s time to move on from Bly. Too many ghosts.”

 “What?” Dani asked with wide eyes, disbelief and earnest hope battling to display themselves in her expression. “America? Where? How? Why?”

 Jamie rubbed the au pair’s arms up and down as she faced her with an amused smile. “Easy, Poppins. One question at a time.”

 “Okay,” Dani agreed, attempting to remain calm. “Let’s start with where.”

 “He hasn’t hammered out the details quite yet. Says he’s been talking to a few firms - places in New York City, Boston, Philadelphia, D.C. - but he doesn’t see any reason he couldn’t work remotely from anywhere.”

 “Wow, okay. The kids know?”

 “Not yet. Henry doesn’t want to tell them until he knows more.”

 Dani nodded, turning to watch the children as they danced with Owen and Hannah. “That’s three down, two to go, then.”

 The gardener tried to control a laugh, but failed, which resulted in a snort. She pulled the au pair closer to her and began swaying to the music. “Determined to keep us all together, are you?”

 “Owen can open a restaurant in New York, is all I’m saying. Or, you know, Montpelier.”

 Jamie hummed as she kissed Dani’s shoulder. “We’ll see, love. Hannah said we shouldn’t be afraid of our lives moving forward, and I reckon she’s right. We’ll keep in touch with everyone one way or another. Meantime,” she pulled back to lock gazes with her wife, “I’m going to enjoy married life.”

 Dani’s smile spread. Her cheeks were aching from such a common occurrence. “Just how do you plan to do that, Mrs. Taylor?”

 “Ooh, is it too late to take your last name? Last person I knew who went by that name was my mum, and well, yikes.”

 Dani grimaced. “Sorry. I was trying to be cute.”

 With a chuckle, Jamie nuzzled Dani’s nose with her own. “Success, regardless, Poppins.”

 “But um,” Dani averted her gaze, looking down a mite shly. “You could,” she said softly.

 “Could what?”

 “Take my name. If you want, I mean.”

 “Right. Jamie Poppins it is, then.”

 Dani rolled her eyes and leaned away, but Jamie held her close, disallowing escape. “You love it.”

 Shaking her head, but grinning like a fool, Dani nodded. “I do.”

 ***

 Dani tip-toed in the kitchenette of the Airbnb Jamie and she were renting in Barcelona for their honeymoon, doing her best to quietly make a pot of tea. Now, was it tea leaves, water and milk in the kettle, and then the addition of sugar after the tea had brewed? That seemed right. She’d try that.

 “What do you think you’re doing?” asked a sleepy voice behind her.

 The au pair’s stomach gave a pleasant turn when two arms wrapped around her waist from behind. She closed her eyes and smiled as Jamie’s hands roamed, one crossing Dani’s front to massage a breast and the other travelling from her hip to her thigh, devilishly slow and firm.

 “Making tea?” Dani tried to say, but her words were barely audible amidst the small gasp she let out. She revelled in the casual intimacy that came with them truly being on their own. Turning in Jamie’s arms, she draped her own over the gardener’s shoulders as the other woman effectively pinned her against the counter.

 “Tea?” Jamie asked with a hint of incredulity, tipping her head at an angle so that her lips were hovering above Dani’s. “You sure about that, Poppins?”

 Dani gave a small laugh. “Not really,” she admitted.

 “Right,” said Jamie, “this has gone on long enough. I suppose it’s my duty to show you how to make a proper cuppa now that we’re married. Come now. Turn around.”

 Dani's expression became serious with concentration as she turned back to the tea. She nodded and followed Jamie’s directions, asking questions as Jamie began to make what she called a 'white without.’ Except, a few seconds in, Jamie started brushing her lips softly at Dani's ear. She took a lobe between her teeth and, well, maybe Dani could learn how to make tea some other day.

 “How am I supposed to do this with your tongue in my ear?”

 “Complaining?”

 “Never.”

 “Thank Christ,” Jamie said as she brushed Dani’s hair to one side. She rucked up Dani’s nightshirt, making Dani’s breath hitch when her arms wove around the au pair to each hold a breast. As she massaged them, she dotted kisses along Dani’s newly exposed shoulder and neck. Then all at once, she ran her hands down Dani’s stomach, to the inside of her thighs.

 Dani, in the meantime, was doing all that she could to remain standing. Her heart skipped a beat with every kiss that brushed against her skin and her lungs couldn’t seem to hold enough air. It was as if her body was determined to fall apart at the seams for Jamie, and Dani was far too occupied with the ecstasy of it to mind.

 Another ragged breath, and Jamie coaxed Dani to turn in her arms, to face her once more, and at last let their lips collide. And, just like that, it was like Dani could breathe again. Jamie had somehow become the very air she breathed all the while taking her breath away - a puzzle Dani had no intention of solving.

 At some point, Jamie had decided Dani was wearing too many clothes, ridding her of her nightshirt in what Dani had momentarily felt was a rude interruption of their kiss. A gentle grip on Dani’s wrist guided her hands away from Jamie’s waist so that the gardener could kiss her way down Dani’s middle until she was kneeling before her. Dani’s hands, aching to touch Jamie somewhere, to hold her somehow, wove themselves into Jamie’s curls as she whispered her wife’s name into the cold morning air.

 Jamie hummed in question, her mouth otherwise affording Dani’s hipbone with attention.  

 “I love you,” Dani answered. Simple as that.

 Jamie paused to say the words back: “I love you, too, Poppins.”

 “Marry me, then?” Dani said with a grin before Jamie’s tongue began to work, inching toward Dani’s center, but stopping just before it came to where Dani needed Jamie most. The heat of her breath made Dani shiver and she bit her lip to unsuccessfully stop an ingracious moan.

 “Too late for that,” Jamie said as she retreated to pepper kisses along the inside of Dani’s thigh.

 “We could renew our vows,” Dani suggested through another gasp as Jamie nipped at her hip.

 “I think, traditionally, there’s a bit of a waiting period on that, Poppins. Say...a  week?”

 Dani chuckled amidst her panting, her hands gripping Jamie’s hair harder of their own volition whenever Jamie ghosted her lips over a particularly sensitive spot.  “Shame. I really enjoyed marrying you.”

 Jamie hummed her ascent before at last diving in to the very center of Dani’s sex, effectively ending the conversation. Dani felt tension climbing as Jamie made her tongue flat and rocked it back and forth, the sensation something like molten lava against her. In merely a few moments, Dani gripped the edge of the counter, the heels of her palms pressing into it as her hips canted forward. Jamie hummed her approval and the vibration made Dani throw her head back. “Jamie,” she managed, “please.”

 And Jamie knew what she wanted, what she needed. She pressed harder into Dani with her tongue and quickened the pace. A digit teased at Dani’s entrance, and, finding Dani more than ready, slid inside. The movement was slow but firm at first, but rapidly came to match the pace of Jamie’s racing tongue. Dani couldn’t imagine feeling anything more pleasurable until Jamie added a second digit.  Her vision went dark. The pitch of her voice, as she moaned out Jamie’s name, climbed higher, until finally, she and the world collapsed at once. Jamie held her in place while Dani pleaded for her to never stop.

 And Jamie didn’t. Jamie would never.

 After an uncertain amount of time had passed, Dani felt her presence of mind return and she caressed Jamie’s jawline to indicate that she needed a break.

 The gardener rose, her fingertips slowly tracing her way up Dani’s body, followed by her mouth, until she stood before the au pair. She wrapped her arms around Dani’s waist, kissing her shoulder, her neck, then her jaw ever so gently.

 Dani let her head rest on Jamie’s shoulder as she caught her breath. “To think,” she began, chuckling at first and then outright giggling.

 “What?” Jamie said, pulling back with a sympathetic smile.

 “They gave us a license to do that,” Dani laughed.

 Jamie snorted before she rolled her eyes and swatted Dani’s rear playfully. “I don’t exactly consider you heavy machinery, Poppins. I can operate you well enough without a license.”

 “Still,” Dani pressed on, too amused to stop. “You have one.”

 “As do you,” Jamie grinned on Dani’s lips.

 “Hmmm,” Dani hummed as her thumbs tucked themselves underneath the hem of Jamie’s shirt. “I suppose I should use it, then.”

 “Reckon you could do, yeah.” The words said were a bit of a tease, but Jamie’s tone had shifted to something heavier.

 In answer, Dani’s grin faded. Her expression shifted to something hungrier and more determined before she pressed her lips to her wife’s. Her brows rose upon tasting herself there, but the reminder of what Jamie had been doing a few minutes ago made her realize how much she wanted to return the favor. She parted them only to lift Jamie’s shirt. She hitched one of Jamie’s legs around a hip, then the other. With her wife’s weight resting on her hips, she walked them over to the couch that came with an ocean view. Yet she only had eyes for the sight beneath her: Jamie, hair mussed from sleep and Dani’s own hands tangling themselves in her curls; her lips kissed to the point of being swollen; her eyes searching and dark.

 Jamie’s brows twitched together as she smiled sweetly up at Dani. “What is it, Poppins?”

 “I really love you, you know,” Dani said, surprised to hear her voice shaking slightly.

 Jamie sat up to cup the au pair’s chin in her hands. “I do. And, I really love you, Poppins. Far too much, maybe. But, maybe that's all right.”

 Dani felt herself melt as she hovered nearer. “What’s too much, anyway?”

 “Haven’t the faintest,” Jamie smiled, drawing Dani further down into a kiss. “Though I wouldn’t hate it if you gave it the old college try.”

 Dani giggled on her wife’s lips. “I can do that,” she said, before doing her very best.

 ****

 “Well, how is it?”

 Jamie lifted one brow toward her phone’s screen at the question as she popped a mini pretzel in her mouth. “Need a little more, mate. How’s what?”

 “Married life!” Owen said, scoffing as if it were obvious.

 “Oh,” she said with a gentle roll of her eyes and a smile. She looked toward Dani who was behind the counter, currently fussing with a bouquet for a customer that would be arriving to pick it up soon. “It’s good. Wonderful. Much the same, really, just...more.”

 “And the honeymoon? How was sunny Barcelona?”

 Jamie tried not to let her mind wander, but…

     “Jay,” Dani said breathlessly against her neck as Jamie teased her. “Please, more.”  

 “Chm, good. Good. Fine. Yeah.”

 “Must’ve been better than fine,” he laughed. “You’re beet red.”

 “Fuck you, mate.”

 Owen barked out a laugh and apparently threw his phone amidst his fits. A few expletives later, he had his camera trained back on himself. He was still wearing a shit-eating grin that Jamie was hard pressed to forgive.

 “Are you two playing nice?” Dani asked with that teacher’s voice that downright made Jamie shiver.

 “Yes,” Jamie and Owen said at the same time.

 Dani laughed as she sat on Jamie’s lap. “Everything set?”

 “Hannah has it all planned,” Owen affirmed. “We’ll be arriving the twenty-first and can stay a full week. I’ll need to be back at the restaurant for New Year’s Eve. One of our regulars has rented it out, full service.”

 “We’ll get you for Christmas, at least, then,” Dani smiled. “Can’t wait. Henry and the kids will be here, just after you, on the twenty-second.”

 “We can’t wait either. There’s nothing more we wish for this Christmas than to be in your presents.”

 Dani turned to face Jamie. “Bad,” she said.

 “So bad,” Jamie nodded in agreement, mirth dancing in her eyes.

 “Tough crowd. I feel downright sleighed.”

 “Goodbye, Sharma,” said Jamie.

 With a bow and one last chuckle, Owen waved. “It’s literally the season of giving. Don’t be elfish.”

 “Goodbye!” Jame said again and tapped her phone, ending the video call. She felt Dani bounce a little in her lap as she stifled her laughter.

 “So bad,” Dani whispered, but there was a smile in her voice.

 “The worst,” Jamie agreed as she looked up into Dani’s eyes, wearing a grin despite herself.

 Dani nuzzled her before dipping for a kiss. “Christmas in Vermont. Think it’ll snow?”

 “Here’s hoping.”

 “How hard does it have to snow for flights to be cancelled? Maybe they’ll have to stick around a little longer.”

 “Poppins,” Jamie chastised with amusement.

 “That’s Mrs. Poppins to you.”

 “Right,” Jamie said, smacking herself in the forehead gently. “Apologies, Mrs.Poppins.”

 Dani decided to forgive her with a grinning kiss.

[eyes-lungs-pankreas]

ßHello. Hope you're safe in this situation. I really loved your writing.

Can I request for a Teen wolf male ship? My name is Tanu and I'm an author and a law student. I'm a happy go lucky person. I love spreading happiness and love to the people around me. I'm a very empathetic person. I work for NGOs and I love to make someone's life better and help them. I love giving hugs and making people comfortable around me. I think of other people's comfort and happiness before mine. I'm a very emotional person and an innocent person. Little things and the behaviours of the people around me affect a lot. I'm a bit childish and I really don't take life seriously but, when the situation comes I act very maturely. I'm a mix of being a child at heart and bring matured at the same time. I love traveling around the world and meeting new people and to know about their culture and tradition. I love reading and I'm a voracious reader. I have been singing and dancing and giving performances since the age of 10. I love intellectual and philosophical discussions. I'm a very simple girl with very few close friends. I love being around kids as they effortlessly make me smile. My family is my biggest strength and support. I'm fluent in 5 languages and even manage by german blog with my book writing. I take language classes and it empowers me that I help people learn and grow and have different experiences in life.

Thank you so much. Have a great day.

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I ship you with Stiles Stilinski♡

...and I was thinking about going with lavender or violett for the decoration’’your best friend Lydia said as you stood with her, by her locker, in the school hallways.

‘‘What do you think ?’‘

‘’...Mmm sounds lovely’’you answered absentmindly, your mind occupied with the cute boy standing on the other side a few rows down from you.

Annoyed Lydia rolled her eyes as she noticed you ignoring her, following your eyes she turned and saw what was getting you so distracted. Huffing she turned back to you before snapping her fingers infront of yor face. 

‘‘Hey!Hellooo!! Are you seriously getting distracted by HIM while I’m trying to plan YOUR birthday party’‘she snapped.

‘‘Soooorry ’‘you replied playfully dramatic annoying your friend more.

‘‘Besides I really can’t undertand why you’re into him. Your hot and he’s like a nerd’‘she continued reapplying her lipgloss ‘‘and Jackson’s told me some of the guys on the team have a thing for you so if it’s about having a boyfriend....’‘

Getting annoyed yourself you crossed your arms over your chest. ‘’You don’t have to understand why I like him, just like I can’t unterstand how you can be with an ass like Jackson but we’re friends and friends support each other no matter what’’ you shot back.

‘‘Touche’‘ she smirked before smacking her lips together.

‘‘and please never ever think of hooking me up with friends of Jackson again’‘

Sighnig she nodded before glanzing back an Stiles.

‘‘Do you really like him?’‘

‘’I do’’

Signing again she turned back to you her hand going to her temple. ‘’I’m such a good friend’’ she muttered to herself, grimacing 

‘‘You know Jessica from Science, right ?’‘

You nodded.

‘‘Well she and Nicole sat right behind the benches for the substitutes on the last game and heard your nerd and his nobody friend talking about you. And Nicole is pretty sure that Stiles wants to ask you out but doesn’t have the balls to do it’‘

‘‘But I didn’t need Jessica or Nicole to tell me that. It’s so obvious that he has a crush on you’‘she mused, smirk back on her face.

‘‘I don’t know’‘ you said suddenly feeling shy, your cheeks heating up. ‘‘Maybe he was tallking about you. You know he had a crush on you in kindergarden’‘ ‘‘HAD! As in, in the past.’‘she snapped before her eyes suddenly lit up.‘‘You should ask him to be your date our party’‘

‘‘What?! Me! Ask Him! ‘‘you sputtered ‘‘Lydia you know I don’t do stuff like that. I’m to shy’‘

‘‘I don’t care. We’re in the 21st century, girls can do anything so let’s go’‘she insisted before practically showing you into his direction.

Letting out a deep breath you tried thinking about Nicole saying he wanted to ask you out anyways, making you feel a little more confident as you made your way over to him-

‘‘Hey Stiles’‘ you said smiling shyly as you reached him. 

Surprised he turned his head left and right. Thinking that you may be talking to someone else but you were looking ast him. Right ast him. But there is no way that one of the most popular girls in school and the most beautiful in his opinion would just walk right up to him.

Confused he lifted his finger pointing at himself ‘’Me?’’he squeaked.

‘‘Yeah you’‘you giggled at his dorkiness ‘‘I really don’t think there is anyone who has the same name as you in this school’‘

‘‘Yeah....stupid’‘he replied his mouth hanging open slighty as he rolled his eyes playfully at himself. 

‘‘So....I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go to Lydias Party with me. It’s actually my bithday party but I didn’t want one so I’m calling it her party.  Anyways I really would like you to keep me company’‘you rambeled fidgeting with your fingers.

‘‘You want to go with me?’‘his mouth opening wider in suprise.

‘‘Yeah. I mean if you want to go with me or if you even have time’‘you continued.‘‘It’s on the--’‘

‘‘Your Birth Date’‘ he finished for you before catching himself ‘‘I mean no, yes, I mean I have time. I-I-I want to go with you’‘

‘‘Perfekt’‘you beamed feeling excited ‘‘Do you have a marker of something ?’‘

Fumbling with his bag, he dug a few pencils out of it eagerly. A few of his notes falling out during his search.

‘‘Perfect’‘taking a black one you reached for his hand and turned it so his palm was facing you, writing something on it.

‘‘Here is my nummer.’‘you smiled just as the school bell rang. ‘‘I have to go but call me toningt’‘ feeling brave you mustered up the curage to give him a chased kiss on the cheek before quickly turning, practically running to your next class. Leaving a speechless Stiles behind. His hand absentmindly reaching for his cheek.

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I hope you’re safe too. I’m fine and everyone around me as well so i cant complain <3

You sound very sweet i hope you like your ship!!!

requested by @packimprints​

Get shipped

[lxvesickreality]

what was needed

Request: angsty natasha romanoff x reader, reader cant breathe and passes out -anon

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: angst, very little swearing and bad writing

Word Count: 1733

gif is NOT mine, full credit to owners

The last thing Natasha could remember was her last conversation. She were fighting about Y/N putting herself in danger at the most recent mission. Natasha and Y/N haven’t spoken since the fight and it was starting to get to Natasha. She was never one to show any emotion but since Y/N joined the team, She developed some type of feelings for them. Natasha would push it aside trying to brush it off because this couldn’t happen, it can’t happen. But alas, it did. The feelings grew into love. With Y/N not talking to her and the team giving her the cold shoulder with the words that rolled of Natasha’s tongue, She felt utterly alone. The fight was only an attempt to protect them, She couldn’t risk her safety. It was to keep them alive. That’s what Natasha told herself to believe but the words that She said to Y/N was unfair and uncalled for. It made Y/N run off with tears rimming her eyes and the team give her disappointing looks. Natasha wanted to make it right with them, She needed to. The cold shoulders everyone was giving her was enough to send her over board. 

Lost in her thoughts, She almost didn’t realize the loud alarm blaring in the building the team stays in and it was enough to make Natasha shoot into action. Grabbing her Glock 26 off her side table, She threw open her door and started jogging to the elevator. Tony was in front of it, panting from the run he did. 

“Where was the alarm set off?” Natasha asked, her eyebrows furrowing in concern.

Tony’s head snapped to the side to look at Natasha, “The roof. F.R.I.D.A.Y. was hacked into and wouldn’t respond to was on the roof.” 

The two headed to the staircase after deciding the elevator might not be safe since Tony’s AI was hacked into and the run seemed like it was taking up too many minutes but with her speed, it was only 30 seconds by the time She reached the doors to the roof. Tony stayed behind Natasha as She slowly slides the door open just enough to take a peek at what was outside. The sky was almost pitch black, there were no stars out and the lights on the roof weren’t on but She could faintly see the beautiful color of Y/N hair and the favorite pair of jeans Natasha likes on her that shows off her curves perfectly. She whispered to Tony who it was that set off the alarm but he was gone. She guessed it was to get his suit and She focused on the hands that were wrapped around Y/N’s waist. In the pit of her stomach, She felt the anger and jealousy but the hands looked too familiar. She had black gloves on with a symbol. She inched closer to get a better look at the symbol on the gloves and her eyes went wide. It was HYDRA’s symbol. 

“Shit,” Natasha cursed under her breath. Cocking her gun, She slid open the door some more and aimed for the head of the agent. His hands were now on Y/N’s neck seemed to be choking her but it didn’t look like he was applying enough pressure to kill her. He wanted something.The agent’s head was positioned to look at her when She got the aim right where she wanted, in between the eyes. Y/N’s face was red and her rosy cheeks were stained from the tears that continued to fall down. The look on her face was devastating, she was terrified to lose her life and Natasha felt responsible for it. She had left them alone with the thought of what Natasha did and told them. 

“You could’ve gotten yourself killed, Y/N!” Natasha yelled as the team strode off the Quinjet from the mission located in New Jersey. Y/N was about to take a bullet to her chest when She took a risk and ran into the computer room where the data She needed to retrieve as a part of her mission. The team had a plan she talked through on the way here and everyone was told to follow through no matter what the result would be. Y/N, on the other hand, didn’t listen. With the team fighting the HYDRA agents, She took the chance to get the data by herself but didn’t think of the consequences that would cause the team to have. 

“But I didn’t! I’m still standing here, Natasha. I’m fine and I’m alive. I got what we needed.” 

“You didn’t use your head! You left Clint alone, Y/N. He got severely injured because you left!” Y/N rolled her eyes at Natasha and attempted to walk away from her and the situation. Of course Y/N felt terrible for leaving Clint alone, who wouldn’t? The data was important to S.H.I.E.L.D. that regarded information of them and Y/N did what anybody else would do. “Don’t you dare walk away from me!”

“Or what, Romanoff?” Y/N spun around on her heel. “Or freaking what? You’ll tell Steve to get me kicked off the team? You’ll tell Fury to get me kicked out completely and on my own? Oh, that’s right, you can’t! I did what any sane person would do.”

Natasha felt her blood boiling, the amount of anger She had was enough for her to burst. She grabbed a hold of her weapon and aimed it directly next to Y/N then shot the bullet. Y/N instantly went quiet and stood stiffly while the team was staring at Natasha in complete shock upon this startling action that caused S.H.I.E.L.D. agents to turn her heads. “That’s what would’ve happened except She could’ve killed you with that one single bullet. You were so dumb to do go do that by yourself. You should’ve stuck to the plan.” 

“Ah, Natasha Romanoff, what a pleasure.” 

“Shut it. Give me them now.” Natasha was fully out of the door, standing directly in front of the agent with her gun still at the same place and She was ready to do whatever was necessary to get Y/N back into her arms safely. Y/N was sobbing and She was wheezing. His pressure on her neck was slowly getting tighter. It was beginning to cut off her circulation to her brain leaving only a tolerable amount of oxygen to keep her alive. “What do you want?”

“I want the data this one took from us. That held a lot of information, very important information and if I don’t get it back, this one dies.” he confessed.

Natasha hesitated. She can’t hand over the data files, the team handed it over to Fury as soon as She were back from the mission. She needed time to get it, She needed a plan to steal it from Fury without him noticing it gone. “We don’t have it. We gave it to the rightful owners. It didn’t belong to you.” 

“I want the data back now.”

“I just told you I don’t have it!” 

“I wish it didn’t come down to this but oh well, I guess you get to watch this one suffocate.” a mist came out from under his black leather jacket and was clouding over Y/N. Suddenly and out of nowhere, Natasha was grabbed from behind leaving her helpless and defenseless as one of them threw her Glock over the side of the roof. Y/N was coughing, letting out small screams as the mysterious mist was substituting the oxygen that was needed for a human to live. The agent stalked off to the elevator with one last look at Natasha before the doors closed leaving everyone else stuck up here. Where was the team? Natasha thought to herself. She struggled in her hold, four guys surrounding her and was pinning every limb She had. She knew what She was capable of, all the skills She was taught earlier in life that could lead to her death. 

Y/N was gasping for air as the mist traveled to her lungs. her vision was blurry, She couldn’t see anything but pitch black that was speckled with stars. She couldn’t speak anymore, no noise came out of her mouth while her body dropped down to the ground and she let the darkness take over.

“No!” 

~

Y/N stirred under the rough blanket she was put under mentally complaining about the itchiness the blanket was giving her. A cold hand rested on hers sending chills down her spine along with a small jolt of electricity that shifted through her entire body starting with the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She knew who it was just by the softness in the palm and the faint smell of her favorite perfume; pomegranate and vanilla. The corners of Y/N’s mouth flicked upwards in an attempt to smile while her E/C eyes adjusted to the light after she let up her eyelids. Natasha’s head was next to her thigh, slightly snoring in her sleep but Y/N couldn’t see her face as her red curly hair covered it. Taking the other hand that was not occupied by Natasha’s, she glided it over the redhead’s face pushing the hair away to admire her beauty. Natasha moved a little and her snoring stopped abruptly. 

“Natasha,” Natasha sprung into action, instinctively reaching for her weapon but it was not there and nevertheless, nobody was around besides Y/N who was awake. “Y/N, you’re awake.” a smile spread upon Natasha’s lips as she rushed forward to embrace Y/N. A group of butterflies was let out of their cage in Y/N’s stomach as she settled in Natasha’s warm hold she had on her. Natasha sat up, only centimeters away from Y/N’s face and without warning, her lips were suddenly on hers. Their lips molded together perfectly. They were meant to lay upon each other. The feeling it gave Y/N was so terrifyingly, so undeniably pleasurable. 

Y/N was okay and it set Natasha at ease knowing she was alive. She can apologize later for the fight but for now, this is what needed to happen. 

[bloody-bee-tea]

​ you didn’t even taste it. OR its too dark i cant see anything. for songxiao ty ty xxxxx

This is “You didn’t even taste it.” The other one will be decidedly sadder and will be posted later.

When Song Lan comes home the first thing he notices is that their apartment smells. The next thing is that Xiao Xingchen is apparently in the kitchen, which spurs Song Lan into action like nothing else can.

He rushes forwards, almost slamming into the doorway when he turns the corner and his biggest horror comes true right in front of his eyes.

Xiao Xingchen is cooking. In the kitchen. Handling actual food.

“No,” Song Lan presses out and darts forwards, catching Xiao Xingchen’s wrist as he’s about to dump something into the pot on the stove.

“Zichen,” Xiao Xingchen says, surprise clear in his voice, but Song Lan barely hears him, too occupied by surveying the damage already done to his precious pot and the kitchen in general.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he wants to know as he slightly pushes Xiao Xingchen away from the stove, and puts himself between his husband and everything he holds dear in the kitchen.

“Cooking,” Xiao Xingchen gives back, a slight frown marring his face and Song Lan supresses the urge to wring his hands in front of his body.

He can still hear the sizzling behind his back.

“What did we say about you and cooking?” he wants to know and Xiao Xingchen pouts at him.

“To not,” he eventually mutters out. “But you didn’t even taste it!”

“Babe, no offense, but with how it smells, I don’t think anyone should taste it. Ever.”

“It’s not that bad,” Xiao Xingchen complains and leans around Song Lan to peer into the pot. “I bet it’s edible.”

“I bet it’s a biohazard and shouldn’t come into contact with human skin,” Song Lan shoots back but he also pulls Xiao Xingchen close to press a soothing kiss to his cheek. “You know I don’t like it when you use the kitchen.”

“I took the old pot. I didn’t ruin your way too expensive one,” Xiao Xingchen gives back, and he’s still pouting, Song Lan can tell.

“That’s not even it, and you know it,” Song Lan replies and catches Xiao Xingchen’s hands in his to check them over.

The last time he was alone in the kitchen he had cut himself so deep they had to go to the ER to get some stitches. Song Lan is not keen on a repeat performance of that. He prefers his husband unharmed and whole.

“I didn’t hurt myself,” Xiao Xingchen lowly gives back, clearly knowing where Song Lan’s thoughts have turned to, and Song Lan sighs.

“Good,” he says as he peppers Xiao Xingchen’s hands with kisses. “Now please leave this room, it’s making me nervous,” he then says and Xiao Xingchen slaps his shoulder.

“You’re the rudest husband ever,” he complains and Song Lan drags him close with a hand low on his back.

“Say that again after you moaned about how delicious my food is,” he whispers into Xiao Xingchen’s ear and can feel him shiver against him.

“And now you’re just playing unfair,” Xiao Xingchen says and pushes away from Song Lan to leave the room like he has requested.

Song Lan itches to follow after him, to pull him down on the couch and make out with him until they both forget about food, but the sizzling behind his back makes the hair on his neck stand up and he spins around.

It only takes him a few seconds to come to the conclusion that the pot is a lost cause and needs to be thrown out completely, but to his immense relieve nothing else in the kitchen is broken. It seems like he came home before Xiao Xingchen had the opportunity to do any real damage.

Song Lan quickly tidies up and then gets some real dinner started. When everything is slowly cooking he goes in search of his husband.

“What prompted you to disregard my every plea anyway?” he asks when he finds Xiao Xingchen on the couch in the living room, sitting up straight and his arms crossed in front of his body.

“No, you were mean to me, I’m not telling you,” he gives back, but Song Lan can tell that he’s almost vibrating out of his skin with excitement.

“Aw, come on, babe,” Song Lan mutters and sits down next to Xiao Xingchen.

“No,” he says with an insistent shake of his head.

“What if I apologize?” Song Lan wants to know and Xiao Xingchen narrows his eyes at him.

“It would have to be a damn good apology,” he muses and Song Lan grins.

“I think I can manage that,” he confidently says and then crowds Xiao Xingchen into the couch, covering him with his whole body as he catches his mouth in a slow and deep kiss.

They loose themselves to this, for longer than both of them intended to, but eventually it tapers off to soft kisses that turn into nothing more than sharing space.

“So, why did you do it?” Song Lan mutters against Xiao Xingchen’s lips and he is not at all prepared for the way Xiao Xingchen beams up at him.

“A surprise,” Xiao Xingchen tells him and Song Lan slightly pulls back.

“A surprise?”

“We have something to celebrate and I thought making you a special dinner would be a good idea.”

“What do we have to celebrate?” Song Lan asks, and frowns when Xiao Xingchen pushes him away completely, so Song Lan has to sit up.

Xiao Xingchen is almost vibrating with barely concealed happiness and Song Lan can only think of one thing that would do that to his husband. Still, he doesn’t dare to get his hopes up.

“Xingchen, what do we have to celebrate?” he asks again and Xiao Xingchen beams at him.

“The adoption papers came through,” he says. “We can bring A-Qing home tomorrow.”

“Really?” he breathlessly asks, too afraid for a moment to let himself be happy, because it had been such a fight so far.

That they could come through so easily almost seems too good to be true.

“Really,” Xiao Xingchen promises and springs up to grab a letter off the table. “Here,” he says and thrusts the paper into Song Lan’s face.

And there it is, in black and white, the information that they get to be parents.

“Xingchen,” Song Lan mutters, too awed to get out anything more, but of course Xiao Xingchen understands him just like he always does.

“I know,” he laughs out, and then bounces on the spot. “We get to bring our girl home!”

Song Lan laughs at that too, and he takes Xiao Xingchen in his arms, spins him around in their living-room, both of them laughing in joy and maybe even shedding a tear or two.

They finally get to be a whole family now.

[Five senses sentence starters]

[chocojjk]

Eggs

summary: badboy! changbin if you squint 

words: 7k

warnings: one mention of death by illness

a/n: this took way too long cause i got so lazy lmfao, slide into my inbox with prompts cause idk what to write after this 

not edited per usual, im lazy :(((

you and changbin lived in different worlds

changbin has always been the schools most notorious bad boy

along with his group, 3racha

he was the typical bad boy -- gets into fights, wears leather, barely shows up to class, etc.

after watching countless of rom-coms, you and i, reader, should know that bad boys like to keep to themselves

and they won't bother you unless you cross their territory, not at all different from changbin

someone bullies one of his friends???

you might as well run now , because he will be coming for your ass

he catches you talking shit?

you should probably say goodbye to your mouth and have a doctors appointment ready

the point im trying to make is that seo changbin does not take shit from anyone

which doesn't really matter at this point because everyone has learned to fear him

on the other hand, you're, what they say is a “good girl”

too caught up with your books and your grades, in the library 24/7, worrying too much about the future you envision

you stayed away from drama as much as possible, happy with the 2-3 friends that you have  

and,,,

well,,,

you probably saw this coming,, but just in case you didnt, ill say it

your two different worlds are about to collide

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youve been searching for a little over 20 minutes to where he could be when you finally spotted him at the table all way in the back of the library

you let out the deepest sigh, you shouldve figured he would choose that table jfc

‘he really is sticking to his reputation’ you think to yourself as you made your way over to him

“hi, im y/n, i'm your tutor,” you say, giving him a soft smile

changbin doesn't even bother to reply to you as he got up and left

you were left standing there like,,,

what the fuck just happened ??

before you finally snapped out of your confused trance and chased after him

catching up to him you grab his arm, putting a complete halt to his movement

and suddenly the library was even quieter than it should be

every single eye in the room focused on the interaction that lies in front of them

the notorious bad boy and the goody two shoes,,, how incredibly cliche

he looks at you, his eyes dark and unreadable

the expression on his face was emotionless yet it felt like he was crushing you under his stare

finally noticing that your hand was still gripped around his arm, you quickly let go, letting out a small “ehem”

the tension in the air was thick, it felt like someone just put a dark cloud above your head and you couldn’t blow it away

god damn this was awkward

not even the good awkward where you can laugh about it later, this is the kind of awkward situation that hits you in the middle of the night and suddenly you're just cringing at every bad thing you have done in the past

“uhm, im suppose to tutor you,” you try to say confidently as soon as you found your voice, but really it was barely above a whisper

“maybe show up on time,” he says, his voice as dark and as strong as his aura

and with one final look at you, he walked out of there

you didnt bother anymore, you knew you were at fault

‘we’ll try again tomorrow,’ you think to yourself before your best friend, hyunjin walked up to you, pulling you outside the library  

“dude are you okay?”

“uhmm, why wouldn’t i be?”

“i just saw you talking to changbin”

“ok and ?”

“he’s bad news y/n,” your best friend says, warning you

“ i dont really have a choice hyunjin” you reply

you think back to 3 days ago when you were called to the principal's office

not gonna lie, you were shaking in your boots,, only bad kids get randomly sent to the principal's office

as you entered the room, Mrs. Seo was already waiting for you behind her desk

“hi ms. l/n, i dont think weve formally met,” she says, reaching out to shake your hand

“ its nice to meet you”

“ please, sit down, make yourself comfortable,” she continued, pointing to the seat right in front of her

sensing your nervousness she quickly added a, “don't worry, you're not in trouble”

phew

your brain was starting to hurt from trying to rack what you must have done wrong to be seated in the big office

“ why am i here then if you don't mind me asking?”

“ ah yes, i need you to tutor my son”

,,,,,

oh

(◎_◎;)

,,,

“umm, why me?”

“you're top 1 in the class, is there anyone better than you to do it?”

well,,, she wasn't wrong

you mentally pat yourself at the back for this, happy that your efforts were being noticed

“don't worry ms. l/n, if you succeed, i’ll make sure you get into any college that you desire “

‘pshhhh, im top 1 ms seo, i can do that on my own’ you think to yourself 

“....and fully paid for.”

well, shit , how can you say no to that offer

its literally free education right in your fingertips  

what's the catch??

“ you can do that?” you ask

“ of course. i know very important people. so what do you say?”

and after a few minutes of contemplating within yourself, you finally agreed

“ also, while you're at it, i want you to change my son's reputation.”

and there it is

“ i'm sorry?” you reply,, maybe you just misheard the fact that she literally asked you to change her son

“ i don't just want you to tutor him in english, i want you to make him a better person.”

“how do you expect me to do that?”

“be his friend. teach him the ways of life, i'm not always gonna be around to get him out of trouble. You're a smart girl ms. l/n you'll figure it out.”

without giving you a final say, she ushered you out of there but not before she added

“ one last thing ms. l/n, dont tell anyone about this.”

the way she said it was so scary, and its like a spell was casted on you and you could only utter out an

“ of course mam”

i guess from her standpoint, she made sense

“ i just dont understand why Mrs. Seo chose you out of all the people”

“ we’ve already gon over this hyunjin”

“ yeah yeah, its cause youre the smartest of the class-”

hyunjin continues to talk however you’ve tuned him out as your eyes went to focus on changbin, himself

greeting the rest of his friends, an actual smile on his face, much different from the changbin you encountered a couple minutes ago

he gets up on his motorcycle and was about ready to put his helmet on when he felt someone staring at him ( i told yall, tYpiCAl bad boy )

he whips his head around in quick search for the culprit

and for the second time that day, you found yourself looking in the dark brown eyes of the the one and only, seo changbin

his smile quickly disappearing once he found your eyes

putting on his helmet whilst still maintaining the eye contact, he quickly drove away and you can't help but continue to just watch his figure retreat to the size of a dot until he was completely away from your line of vision

the next day - friday

you were in the library, seated in the table changbin used the day before

unlike yesterday, you were there dummy early

exactly 30 minutes before the actual tutoring session

he wasn't going to get away this time

finally , the chair across from you gets occupied, a backpack loudly flopping its way unto the table

he doesn't say a word,

he doesn't even look at you

he just sits there, staring at the table between you guys

“uhm, i think we got on the wrong foot yesterday, im y/n”

you say, a wide smile on your face, trying to change the atmosphere

he scoffs at this

‘omyfuckinggod who does he think he is’

‘im gonna fucking murder this kid’

‘his mom was right when he said he needed to change’

as much as you wanted to just punch him in the face, you plastered a small smile on your face instead

“should we start?” you continue

“i guess”

for the next hour, you learn that changbin doesn’t even need tutoring

he was definitely smarter than he lead on

he knew the answer to every single question you asked and didnt even seem like he was trying 

“uhmm, changbin can i ask you something?”

he just nods at you, urging you to go on

“are you failing your class on purpose?”

and with that he stands up, giving you a small smirk, “i think this session is over,”

“i-okay- i-i’ll see you on monday!” you say even though he was already a good 5 feet away from you  

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as you laid in your bed that night, you wondered why the boy chose to fail his class

but no matter what scenario you could think of, you just cant understand it

is this what privileged people do ?

they know that they can get away with anything so they dont even try ?

‘aish, why am i thinking about him,’

‘y/n stop it’

‘ahhhhh’

you tried forcing yourself to sleep, to completely shut off all thoughts

but damn that stupid smirk on his face just keeps reappearing

and with that you slapped your pillow unto your face, not at all excited for the days to come

saturday night - 9 pm

to be honest, you weren't the type to go out on a saturday night

however you stayed in bed the whole day binging your netflix shows that you completely forgot to run your errands

so now you're here, at the local supermarket, buying your weekly groceries

you may be asking why can't your parents just do it?

well,,,

you only live with your mom, and she was very busy running the night shift at the hospital + picking up extra shifts

so she's really never home 

and when she is, she crashes right to sleep, exhausted from work

so ever since two years ago, when you turned 16, this has been the life that you were used to

you weren't complaining of course, she was only working to provide for you and your future

the least you could do is help around the house

after a good 7 minutes, you finally gathered everything that you needed

eggs, check

bread, check

peanut butter, check

a bag of hot cheetos,,,, check check and check

you nodded, proud of yourself for finishing it so fast and made your way to your car until a loud crash stops you from doing so

the next thing you know, you were being dragged into the alleyway

“1!!!!1111! I- get off of me,” you say thrashing and kicking, trying to get away

‘oh god, im gonna die tonight,’

‘if there is a god out there,, pls,,, not tonight’

‘i haven't finished my netflix series yet,, plssss’

however your thoughts were cut short when your captor whispered, “shhh, its changbin”

changbin??

chaNgbIN???

chANGBIN???

he finally turns you around, making you face him

“play along if you don't want to get hurt,”

and in one quick motion, his lips were on yours,,,

seo changbin was kissing you

your eyes open, stunned at what was happening

and then you noticed it...5 men walking around the area

and hoping that you've watched the right dramas, you pieced together what you think is happening

leading you to closing your eyes and kissing him back

which honestly caught changbin off guard, “good girls” dont react this way???

but he’d never let you know that, as he pulled you closer to him,

his arms snaking  around your waist

your hands going around his neck, the grocery bag being forgotten

yall were full on making out now

too caught up with each other’s taste to even notice the 5 guys leaving

(((im really bad at writing these kinds of scenes jfc, this sounds awkward as hell pls just picture it)))

until finally after like 23823 years, you pulled away, trying to catch your breath

damn, that kiss was good

probably the best one you’ve ever had

what????

just cause you're a goody-two-shoes doesn't mean you haven't been kissed before okay,,, were not going THAT cliche

he slowly lets go of you, his eyes darting to the grocery bag on the ground

“your eggs are broken,” he says

“m-my eggs?”, you reply, still on cloud nine,

following his gaze, you snapped out of your daze

“oh, r-right, my eggs,” you say softly, a frown making its way upon your face

changbin grabs your hand, pulling you towards the grocery store

“what are you doing?”

as usual, he doesn’t reply

honestly, you should be used to this by now

he dashes around the supermarket

you were right behind him, trying to keep up with his fast paced speed

finally, he gets to his location, the egg aisle

“which one do you want?”

“what?”

“eggs, which one?” he replies

“uhm, you don't have to, i can ju-”

“i'm not doing this for you,” he replies, cutting you off

you looked at him , not knowing what he meant

‘if he wasn't doing it for me then who the fuck is he buying these eggs for, i don't see anyone else here’

sensing your dumbness he grabbed a carton of the most expensive eggs and made his way to the cashier, pulling you along  

and you don't know why, or what has gotten into you, but all you could do was watch and follow

“here. were even now.” he says, before walking away, leaving you in front of the grocery store, holding a carton of eggs

monday

and now we’re back to the start of the week

which means another week of tutoring

as you waited for changbin to show up at the usual spot, you can’t help but think back to two nights ago

the feeling of his lips against yours all a distant memory yet at the same time, one that you could still remember clearly

“hey,” changbin says, breaking you out of your thoughts

“hi?” you reply, confused as to why he even greeted you in the first place

you guys do the usual, read a couple of flash cards, learn new words blah blah blah and all that boring crap that you learn in a high school English class

at one point you guys find yourself just sat in silence, and you can’t help but ask the question that’s been on your mind since Saturday night

“so who were those guys?”

“doesn’t concern you”

“uhm, the fact that you had your tongue down my mouth says otherwise,”

changbin was shocked, he wasn’t used to people responding to him the way you just did

don’t you know who he is???

he gives you one of his signature smirks, regaining his composure

“you liked my tongue being down your throat,” he says teasingly

o_O

＜(。_。)＞

excuse me what

is he flirting with you ??

what’s happening ??

“who said I did?” you say mimicking his tone, not allowing yourself to back down of this conversation

after Saturday night you told yourself that you were never going to just watch and follow

if you didn’t want the damn egg, you should’ve said something, you were so disappointed in yourself

you had your own brain, you can make your own decisions

besides you were here to be in control over him, not the other way around

“oh cmon, you’re really gonna try to refute it??” he says, the stupid smirk still evident on his stupid face

god, how you wish you could just smack it off

with your mouth

wait, who said that???

“you enjoyed it just as much as I did,” you say, knowing that if you answer then he would stop

and you were right, he completely shut his mouth and let the silence envelop you once again

“they were kids from another school,”

you look up at him, shocked that he actually answered

“why were they looking for you?”

“I may have keyed their car,” he says chuckling

“Because?”

“Isn’t that enough questions y/n?”

y/n

that was the first time he’s ever said your name

and you weren’t gonna lie, you liked how it sounded

“sorry”

“it’s fine”

“i don’t want to question it but why are you being so nice?”

“you helped me out without questioning me which means you trust me. im just returning the favor.”

“so, what im hearing is , you trust me?”

<(￣︶￣)>

“don’t make me have to say it out loud”

trust

you don’t know how you did it so quickly,

maybe the gods are at your side, but you finally got thE seo changbin to trust you

2  weeks later

you’ve been tutoring changbin just the same

same time

same table

same library

however, so much has changed

mostly the dynamic of your guys’ relationship

it was like he was a totally different person

like I said before, changbin was smart

but in these last couple of days, you realized just how smart he actually was,

he can honestly probably give you a run for your money

and because of this, your past tutoring sessions have ended up with you guys just laughing and joking around

weird, right ?

changbin and laughing ?

who would’ve thought ??

even onlookers were surprised

and everytime changbin laughed at one of your guys’ silly antics, you swear you can hear a pin drop

the whole room just becomes silent

at first, it bothered you how people were just listening in to your conversation, obviously judging the scene

but as the days went by and it seemed that changbin could care less, you started not caring either

and if you were being completely honest, you looked forward to spending time with him

when changbin was with you, it was just you and changbin, nothing else

he somehow manages to make you forget about reality

“lets ditch tutoring sessions today,” he says as soon as he took the seat next to you

“changbin, no”

“c’mon y/n, live a little”

“excuse you! I do have a life!”

“making out with your homework and watching Netflix shows 24/7 is not a life”

“okAy, now you’re just being mean,” you say, pouting at him

“im not being mean, I’m being honest,”

“yeAH and?? no one asked for your honesty,”

changbin laughs at this

lately he found himself laughing more

and for once, he didn’t mind it

you were doing something to him

and he liked it

“cmon, I’m not taking no for an answer,” he says, packing up your things

you sigh in defeat

you know that once changbin sets his mind to something, there's no changing it

so here you are, standing in front of an abandoned music building

“uhhhh, what are we doing here?”

“have you ever trespassed before?” he replies, a smug smile on his face

“nu-uh nope, no way in hell changbin!” you say, your attempt to stop this from happening

however, changbin was already making his way towards the door, completely breaking the lock

aannnndd

he was inside  

“c’mon y/n,” he says reaching out his hand to yours

even though all you need to do is take two steps forward and you're officially a criminal

you were scared shitless

what happens if you get caught omg

almost like he was reading your mind, he quickly says, “y/n, ive been here over a million times and ive never gotten caught,”

“i dont know changbin”

“hm, thats too bad, i wanted to share a secret with you,” he says, a hint of playfulness in his voice before he stepped out of the building and made his way towards his motorcycle

but of course,,,

you being a nosy bitch

“wait,”

“yes?”

“lets go inside”

you guys enter the building, the rooms getting darker and darker the deeper you go (this building is huge okAY)

if you weren't shitting your pants before, you definitely are now 

an abandoned building???

and its dark???

youve seen this in every scary movie out there

it never goes well

“uhm changbin,” you whisper, as you guys continue to walk

“hm”

“i-um can i hold your hand? im scared and - actually you know what its fine its dumb you dont hav-”

but before you can even finish your sentence, his hand were already laced around yours, providing you the comfort and security that you were looking for

you shut your mouth after that, just letting changbin lead the way

passing by so many rooms, each one looking the same as the other, it was starting to feel like a maze

however , changbin seemed to know exactly where to go

‘I guess he has been here over a million times’ you thought to yourself

“were here,” he says, opening the door and letting go of your hands as he reached out for the lights

not gonna lie, you were missing the way his hand felt around yours but thats not the time to think about that

“a music room?” you asked, clearly puzzled

“yeah, you might not know this about me but i can spit barsss,” he says, letting out chuckle

“eyE”

“you dont believe me huh”

“absolutely not”

“ok, watch this”

and with that he entered the recording booth, of course not after he pressed a bunch of buttons

honestly , you have no idea what he’s doing

but as soon as he put the headphones on

*cue any 3racha song because im too indecisive to choose one*

he was,,

indeed,,,

spitting bars

you could not believe your ears

who the fuck is this

you stood there, stunned at the fact the he was rapping about real shit and not something stupid and meaningless (rip wow, she is meaNinGFUL to me okAY)

after he finished rapping, the room was absolute silent

changbin felt dumb, he thought you were gonna praise him but there you were not uttering a single word,

he need you to say something ,anything,, hell, you can even laugh

he’d prefer anything over the silence  

he’s literally the ‘i just showed u my dick pls respond’ meme but its like ‘i showed u my talent pls validate me’

avoiding to make eye contact with you, he walks out of the recording booth

sitting on the couch against the wall, he finally breaks the silence

“so yeah, thats a song my friends and i wrote, its stupid-”

“its not stupid.” you say quickly

“oh?”

“since when where you into this?” you ask, curiosity filling your eyes, taking the seat right next to him

“what do you mean? music?? everyone’s into music y/n” changbin retorts, not wanting to go into detail

“hhhh, you know what i mean changbin,”

changbin doesnt know why

but he wanted to share this side of him with you

maybe because you were the first person that he has ever allowed himself to be close with

or maybe it was because you stuck around him for this long, no one, besides chan and jisung were able to do that

whatever it was, he wants to keep you by his side

he figured that showing you his true self would do just that

so after having a battle with his inner thoughts, he finally says

“my dad was really into this stuff, he taught me everything i know,” changbin beamed

“oh! thats really cool, do you still make music with him?” you say, genuinely interested, youve never really heard about his dad before

“uhmm, hes not really around for me to do that,”

aaaannd,,, thats why,, god reader smh

“oh, im sorry,” you say softly, mentally slapping yourself

“no its okay, you didnt know….he passed away when i was 11”

“what happened?,,,, y-you dont have to tell me if you dont want to,” you quickly added

“I want to,” changbin says, reassuring you

“he just,,, he just died in his sleep, apparently it was a stroke,” sighing, he looked up at the ceiling, trying to hold back his tears

“you must miss him,” you say, your voice still soft

for the first time since youve met changbin, he resembled a piece of glass

so fragile

he was giving you a piece of him, letting you see clearly a part of who he was

and all you wanna do is make sure that you won’t break that piece

“he built this studio...wanted to start his own music company,” he continued as you sat there just listening to him

“my mom hates it though, she stopped funding this place as soon as she can,”

oh

the mention of his mom suddenly brought you back to the deal that you have made 2 weeks ago

and god, you felt guilty

you were here, trying to change him, when nothing should be changed

sure seo changbin had a bad reputation but he is not bad

he’s just protective is all

to be honest, he was one of the kindest, gentlest soul you have met

“i promised myself that i would continue our dream, for him and me, but mostly for him,”

“i-is that why youre failing your classes?” you ask, everything finally piecing together

“huh?”

“you dont care about school because you already know what you want to do...where you want to be”

“hm, you truly are a smart girl y/n,” he says before nodding and flashing you a smile

those words

so similar to the ones his mom has given you

but this time you weren't in the mood to pat yourself in the back

because shit, this is thE dumbest thing you've ever done in your life

after hearing this, you made up your mind, you werent gonna partake in this deal anymore

if you were really as smart as everyone says, you can get into the school you want without any problem

sure it won't be free, but your mom aint working her ass off during her nightly shifts for nothing

and so, right when you go to school tomorrow, you were determined to end it

you’d still tutor changbin, you just won't accept any of the perks that came along with it

“thank you for sharing this with me,” you say genuinely, a smile creeping unto your face

“thank you for caring enough to listen,” changbin replies, his smile getting wider

and then it hits you,

“wait, so you mean to tell me that this is YOUR studio all along??”

and at this changbin lets out the loudest laugh

and you can't help but mirror his actions

1 week later

oof, that time jump, i thought you were gonna end it the next day reader

welp,,

you work hard, but somehow satan, aka the author, works harder

Mrs. Seo had to leave for two weeks, attending board meetings around the country, and whatever principals do,,, i'm too lazy to research what they actually do  

╥﹏╥

and so you spent another week, with seo changbin by your side

one week down, another to go

and when that day comes, you can finally freely hang out with him without all the guilt eating you up

this week you guys even hung out outside of the library

you’ve been with him so much, even your friends have started to notice it

“y/n, are you coming with us to the movies,” felix asks

“oh,, umm sorry guys, i cant,”

“who else are you gonna be with? i thought we were your only friends,” minho pointed out, a pout on his face  

“with changbin of course,” hyunjin hissed, obviously upset that you have been pushing them to the side  

“ i can hang out with anyone that i want,” you argued, really not having any of his attitude 

“ you shouldnt hang out with people like him,” hyunjin retorted

you scoffed, “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i mean blink once if youre being held captive” hyunjin joked, as the rest of the table snickered

however, you didn't find it funny,

who were they to talk about changbin like that??

they didnt even know him

and so you stood up, leaving all your friends calling out for you

-------------

walking to the table, you flopped down on your chair, slamming your backpack on the floor

“what's got you in such a bad mood?” changbin asks

“nothing,” you huffed, getting your materials out of your backpack

you didn't want to tell changbin that your best friends think hes the devil himself and didn't want you around him

meanwhile , changbin was annoyed

it seems like he's shared so much with you since the music room yet he still barely knows anything about you

he wondered that maybe you didn't want to be in his life the way he wanted to be in yours

but fuck it, he’s just gonna spend the time he has with you enjoying it rather than filling his mind with negative thoughts

but damn, you're frown was really bothering him

“y/n,” he says, calling out to you

no response

“y/n,” he continues, poking you on the elbow

still no response

“y/n”

You sigh, looking up at him, an emotionless expression on your face, you responded with a strong, “what.”

*insert changbin doing aegyo*

and with that , you lost it

you were an absolute madman

you never expected that the one and only seo changbin

notorious badboy

would ever do aegyo

all because you had a stupid frown on yourself

you laughed so loud

changbin doing the same as soon as your melodic laugh hit his ears

which resulted to you guys being kicked out of the library

-------------

“ i cant believe you got me kicked out of my favorite place,” you say, seated in a booth inside the ice cream parlor near your guys’ school

another one of changbins ideas

“ hey its not my fault you laugh like a hyena!” he says smiling before you threw a curled up paper tissue at his face

a couple of seconds later, after your laughter has died down

“ so, you want to tell me now why you were in such a sour mood?”

you knew that if you werent gonna tell him now that would still end up finding out about it from someone else

and so you came clean

“ its just my friends,,,, they dont think youre a good influence, wants me to stop hanging out with you” you say

“ oh,”

“ but dont worry!, i didnt listen to them, i actually told them off,” you confessed

“ why didnt you listen to them? theyve been your friends longer than youve known me?” he asks

“ because they dont know you” you reply, “and im sure if they did, they would also be friends with you”

as much as he appreciated the way you stood up for him, he didnt want you going through all that trouble 

‘god, what did he even do to deserve an angel like you,’ changbin thinks to himself 

“ don't tell them off next time,” he grunted

“ wh-what?”

“ everything they say about me is true”

“ changbin, no its not”

“ honestly y/n it doesnt bother me so dont let it bother you”

“ why doesnt it bother you?” you ask, wanting to know the reason

“ because its high school. after this, literally no one would care anymore. and then real life starts, people move on and worry about bigger things, things that actually matter more than the status quo. let them say what they say.”

and just like every other time, changbin has left you stunned

the arrival of Ms. Seo - tuesday 

a week has passed since the ice cream parlor

and Ms. Seo was back in town

this was it

the day you finally put a halt to it

and you were beyond ready

you haven't seen changbin all day

you figured that since his mom was back then he was also back to avoiding the school like it was a plague

you entered Ms. Seos room, determined

“Ms. Seo -”

She puts a hand up to her lips, signaling you to be quiet

‘bitch omygod i literally cant keep doing this any longer,’

‘its already been over a month’

so you ignored her warning

“im not doing this deal anymore. I’ll still tutor changbin but I won’t change him,,,, and you can keep your stupid money,” you let out, releasing all the bottled up emotions

“is that all,”she replies

“yes”

“then you may leave”

what???

it was that easy????

you thought she was gonna stop you, force you to hold your end of the bargain

if you knew it would’ve been this easy then you wouldn’t have worried over it so much

but you don’t know a lot of things

and you certainly didnt know that changbin was on the other line

later that day

you’re seated in the library

usual place, usual time, waiting for the one and only seo changbin, yet he never showed

you didn’t think much of it

‘maybe he just forgot’ you tell yourself

the next day - wednesday

here you were again, waiting for him

still nothing

you try and think of reasons why he wouldn’t show up two days in a row and can really only think of one - maybe his mom told him that he didn’t need tutoring anymore?

but surely, he would tell you

right ???

sure you guys started off on the wrong foot but you were friends now

at least you thought so

you decided to just give him the benefit of the doubt

‘maybe he’s just busy’

2 days later - friday

you’ve tried everything you can do to get a hold of changbin

all your calls went straight to voicemail

texts were left on delivered

you didn’t even see him around school anymore

it was like your worlds never collided and he was never a part of yours

you were starting to get worried, what if he got himself into trouble

“look who decided to show her face,” hyunjin comments as you took the seat next to him

ever since the day you guys had your argument, you have never been able to talk to him about it

“im not in the mood,” you reply,

hyunjin sensing that you were exhausted,

“hey,” he says softly, “what’s wrong?”

“nothing”

“y/n please, we’ve been friends for over 3 years, you don’t need to lie to me”

“aren’t you mad at me?”

“no. im upset that you’ve been pushing us to the side for your little boy toy but im not mad,” he says giving you a soft smile

hhhhh, it was times like these you remember why he was your best friend

hyunjin was just so thoughtful, so caring

you return the smile he gave you as you pulled him in for a tight hug

“I’m sorry hyunjin”

“it’s okay, im sorry too, now tell me what’s wrong?”

“it’s just changbin-“

“I swear to god, if he even laid a finger on you he’s a dead man”

“no!” you say quickly putting an end to his assumption

“so what happened?” he asks, eyebrows going up in sheer curiosity

and then you told him

you told him about the deal with Ms. seo

about how your relationship with changbin changed along the way

how you ended the deal

and now we’re back to changbin and ignoring you

“damn, well have you tried actually going to him?”

“i wouldnt even know where -”

and then it hits you

the abandoned music building

“hyunjin, youre a genius!!!,” you say excitedly

“thanks, we been knew”

“ i have to go ill explain later, bye!!” you say, dashing out of there as fast as you could and made your way to the abandoned building

taking the bus there gave you time to reflect on everything that has happened this past couple month

how much your life has changed since changbin entered it

he pushed you to take risks, to live out of your comfort zone, to not care about other people’s opinions

he made you feel free

and most importantly, he made you happy

the good girl has fallen for the bad boy, i told yall this was gonna be cliche right?

continuing on

just as you  expected, the door was open

the dark didnt even bother you anymore, the only thing in your mind was changbin

oh,, where could he be??

could you ever find your way into this maze of a building and retrace the steps that he took when he was by your side?

as you got deeper and deeper into the building, you feel yourself start to get lost

‘fuck i already saw this door’

‘omg y/n did you really just walk in a circle’

and then you hear it

music, singing

your nightingale

you walk faster, desperate to get to the voice

and here you are now, face to face with the one and only, seo changbin

he stops singing as soon as he saw you walk in

“hey,” you whisper out yet he continued to just stand there, not uttering a single word

“your voice is really pretty, i didnt know you could sing!-”

“what do you want?” his voice, dark and firm just like the day you first met him

This caught you off guard

Did you do something wrong?

“Did i do something wrong?” you say, not aware that you have said your thoughts out loud

changbin chuckles but it was so uninviting, like he was taunting you

“ please, drop the act”

?????

“what?” you reply, completely confused

“ you dont like me ”

“ changbin, what?”

“ you're just like everyone else”

“ changbin i really dont understand pl-”

“ i shouldn't have trusted you.”

“ what?!??, no changbin, you can trust me! just tell me whats wrong!”

all the while, you guys were still talking with a glass between the two of you

ironic, since you felt like a wall has been planted around changbin and you cant reach him  

“ you think i should change”

“ no”

“ what do you mean no? I heard you y/n! I heard what you told my mom, i heard about the stupid deal, the stupid money!”

(⊙…⊙,)

“ changbin, let me explain”

“ i know im known as the bad boy y/n, but you… youre even worse than me”

“ changbin.”

“ youre a monster”

and with hearing those words, the tears that you have been so desperately trying to keep just bursted out like a waterfall

changbin too, has let out his tears

and all we got now are two broken people who can clearly see each other yet are still on opposite sides of the glass

“ you're just like everyone out there that you have resented, you judged me by other people’s words, i thought- i thought that i can finally found someone i could open up to but you never even gave me chance from the beginning”

you let him talk without interrupting him

you deserved the ache you were feeling in your heart

everything he said was true

and with that he breaks down, straight to the floor, back against the wall, hugging his knees

and all you could do was watch, until you couldn't take it anymore

you finally entered the recording booth , taking a seat on the floor right next to him, mimicking his broken figure

“im sorry”

silence

you looked up at the ceiling as you sighed

he deserves an explanation

“ yes, i took the deal, but that's because i thought i needed it changbin. I may be smart, but financially my family isn't doing well. my mom already works extra shifts but it still won't be enough. my dad isnt even in the picture, i dont know where the hell he is”

and with this, changbins head slowly perks up, looking at you with his glass-like eyes, as you continued to stare at the ceiling

you were finally opening up to him

just like how he has been doing

“ i took the deal because, you’re right, i judged you, i was stupid and i never expected us to actually be friends, clearly i was wrong. you have taught me so much. you have pushed me into doing things i never thought i could do. you made me see the world in a different way.”

he’s still just listening to you when you finally took your eyes away from the ceiling and faced him

“ i understand if you dont want to see me anymore but i cant leave you knowing that i never got to say this,” you continue, afraid of the results that were about to come

“ what else are you hiding from me?” he says, but this time, he says it softly, the furious changbin that you have encountered just minutes ago was completely gone

“ i think im in love with you,” you say, quickly looking down, embarrassed at your confession

“ y/n look at me,”

“ i dont want to”

“ why?”

“ i know you're gonna break my heart”

“ you broke mine first,” and with that he lifted your chin up, making you look him straight into his eyes before kissing you

this kiss was different from your first one

it was slow but passionate, filled with all of the unsaid words between the two of you

your guys lips both slightly chapped from all the crying

yet his lips still felt like the softest pair against yours

pulling away, changbin leans his forehead against yours, his eyes closed

yours were open though, taking the sight all in before you pulled away, wiping away his left over tears

“ god, were a mess,” he finally says out loud, before he pulled you in a tight hug 

“ im sorry,” you say again

“ i’ll forgive you if you promise to continue tutoring me?”

“ what ?”

“ continue the deal, get the money”

“ changbin, i really don't want to do that”

“ i know you dont. but we have to finesse my mom somehow,” he says, bursting into a smile, clearly joking

…

..

“eYE,,, i cannot believe you right now! You can't be serious!”

“ but i am. go back into her office tell her you’ll continue it and get the money for your education.”

“changbin! stop joking! I already feel bad about it!”

“Okay fine i just like it when you tutor me okay, its kinda sexy” he says

playfully slapping him, you guys laugh, the tension in the air finally gone

“ you know if you didnt buy me those eggs, we wouldnt be here by now,” you say, a small smile on your face

“ hmm, and why?”

“ because those eggs were the first time i realized that the most notorious bad boy, the one and only Seo Changbin, can also be soft,”

“ do not use my name and soft in the same sentence ever again,”

“ what are you gonna do about it?” you reply, taunting him

and so

he pulled you into another kiss

and another

and another

until a series of laughter coming from the both of you interrupted it

“im glad i bought you those eggs”

hhhhhhh this ending is so rushed and so bad i just didnt wanna leave it unfinished 

ALSO IM SEEING STRAY KIDS BITCHES!!!!!,,,,,, MY SEAT HELLA FAR BUTS ITS OKAY BECAUSE ILL STILL BE THERE ╭(′▽`)╭(′▽`)╯