#chan wouldn’t stop laughing too LOL

[hyunnie04]

saw skz yesterday!!!!!! it was so much fun, them playing topline then immediately playing lalala bro 😭😭

[rinhaler]

can I make a request pretty please?? step-brother Satoru no penetration 🤤

omg thank you for this req I had so much fun with it! I haven't written anything in so long and I'd like to say this is the start of the comeback but I don't wanna lie LOL

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, step brother!satoru, stepcest, virgin!reader, fingering mention, love bites, tit sucking, pussy job, photo taking ++ filming!, use of nii-chan, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart etc.), manipulative!gojo.

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“You’re lying.” Suguru says with ease, nose scrunching at the sight of his best friend grinning from ear to ear. A smirk that he knows, without a doubt, wouldn’t be on his face if he were a liar.

“I did.” he continues to smile. “She came in my room last night, said she was scared ‘cause she had a nightmare.”

“… And?”

“And, I dunno, man. She said she wanted to sleep but we were talking. Kept getting closer and closer ‘n we started making out.”

Suguru smiles, dumbfounded by the statement. He still can’t believe he’s being honest. But he looks at him, still smiling, only to say: “You made out with your little sister?”

“Don’t be weird. She’s my step sister, it ain’t the same.” he says, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly as he thinks about it. “She’s cute though, right? Think she’s a virgin, too.”

“She seems like one.” Suguru says plainly. “Come on, then. What else happened? I know you wouldn’t bring it up if you didn’t have something real to brag about.”

“… You know me well.” Satoru smirks. “… I just fingered her a little. Barely touched her ‘n she came like—”

“A virgin?” he chuckles, cutting him off as he speaks.

“Exactly.” Satoru smirks.

Suguru folds his arms and relaxes into his seat. He looks around, making sure no one is listening before he speaks again.

“Prove it.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t believe you, Satoru.” he laughs lightly, leaning forward again. “I don’t believe you fingered your little sister because it didn’t happen. She let you do that because she had a nightmare? Please. Girls like you, but not that much.”

“You know what?” he stands up, irritation evident in his tone before he laughs, too. He regains his composure, effortlessly, leaning over the table between them. “I’m not gonna chase her, I’ll let her come to me. And I’ll film it for you.”

“No, you’re not. It didn’t happen and it won’t happen.” Suguru snickers.

“We’ll see.” he says, finality in his voice before he turns to walk away. He waves without looking behind him, unaware of his best friend grinning wickedly behind his back.

“You’re too easy, Satoru.” he says to himself quietly.

He feels your eyes on him, and it’s almost constant. Your face flushes with heat each time he grants you the honour of looking back at you, a lazy, cocky grin etched on his face. You instantly look down at your feet or your hands when he does, unable to shake the events of last night out of your mind.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? You’ve been quiet all night. Are you getting sick?” your mother asks, obvious concern in her words as you sit between her legs. You’ve been letting her braid your hair over and over again for no real reason other than she finds it soothing. She stops, though, pressing the backs of her fingers to your cheek. “You’re burning up!”

“I-I’m fine.” you say, voice almost warning her to stop as Satoru can’t help but look at you again. It’s embarrassing enough to have her fuss over you in front of your older brother who is so obviously cooler than you’ll ever be. But seeing that obnoxious smirk on his face, both of you knowing the real reason you’re so flustered, makes it a million times worse.

“Did something happen, little sis? You almost look embarrassed.” Satoru grins, eyes glittering as he stares at you. You abruptly jump to your feet, body stiffening at the implication of his words.

“I said I’m fine!” you yell. “I’m gonna go to bed, g’night.” you say, hastily rushing off before anyone can stop you.

Satoru and your mother look at each other, and he acts oblivious. He pretends he can’t possibly imagine what’s gotten into you. But eventually, he smiles, standing up not long after you and heading towards the kitchen.

“I’ll get her a glass of water,” he tells your mother, placing a hand on her shoulder and offering the warmest, insincere smile he can. “I’m sure she’s fine.”

“Thank you, Satoru.” she smiles up at him. “You’re such a good boy.”

There’s a knock at your door not long after you get comfortable in your bed. You hope if you ignore it long enough, they’ll think you’re already asleep. But of course, you’re mindlessly scrolling through your phone trying to distract your intense thoughts.

“It’s barely been five minutes, princess.” your brother tells you from behind the door. He waits a few beats for a response, but you don’t give him one. You jolt when your door creaks open, quickly hiding your phone underneath your pillow and feigning sleep.

You hear the gentle thud of a glass hitting a coaster as he sets it down on your bedside table. He doesn’t leave after that, but he doesn’t say anything, either. He simply watches over you and you can’t help but panic. It’s like you’re being assessed, whether you’re really sleeping or not.

Your brother isn’t stupid, though. You both know that. He knows as well as you do that you’re wide awake. And yet, whatever snide comment you’re expecting him to make doesn’t come. Nothing but silence settles between the two of you. And soon enough, you wonder if he’s going to watch over you like this all night.

But instead, you hear movement. And then you are moving. Your body sinks as he places a knee on your mattress and you dip a little closer to his body as he crouches over you. His nose breathes softly against your cheek as once again, he doesn’t move or speak for a few uncomfortable beats.

“Goodnight, sis.” he whispers in your ear, and your body reflexively trembles from the vibration of his words. He always speaks so softly to you, whether he’s teasing you or being genuine. It’s a dead give away that you’re awake, so you decide to scrunch your eyes closed tighter. He chuckles softly, at that. Giving your temple a chaste kiss before pulling away.

“S-Satoru…” you say meekly, He stops when he hears you, changing his position to sit comfortably.

“Are you done playing pretend, now?” he smiles. “What is it? Look at your nii-chan if you've got something to say.”

You shuffle awkwardly as you angle your body to look at him, glistening blue eyes stare down at you while you feel your words begin to choke in your throat. It’s as if you have lumps of sand lodged in there. He tucks a stray hair out of your face and behind your ear, your eyes instinctively flutter closed. And even without being able to see, you can feel his smirk on you.

“Last night…” you start, looking at him to gauge his reaction. But his face is stoic, giving nothing away as you scramble to piece together the rest of your sentence. “It was… bad.”

“I know.” he replies. And it shocks you a little. You hadn’t expected him to say that, you thought he’d be proud. He’s been teasing you about it, after all. Making little comments and trying to make you crumble at any given moment.

“You—” you say, losing track of what you even want to say to him. “O-Okay… well, goodnight Sato—”

“Been thinking about it all day, though, haven’t you?” he grins. And there he is. This is more like what you’d expected. And soon enough, you’re burning up again. The dim light bleeding through the cracks of your door isn’t enough for him to see what he’s done to you again. But he’s sure he knows. You’re so easy to tease, after all. “Was that your first time?”

You don’t react, you roll back onto your side and fold your arms. He chuckles a little, at that. Your petulant reaction is just so cute. He smooths a heavy hand over your hair, feeling a few of the small braids still in your hair from your mother. He stands up, and you feel the mattress return to where it belongs.

“If you have another nightmare, you know where my room is. Goodnight.” he says calmly before departing.

Yeah, right. Like you’re ever gonna do that again.

Fuck.

It’s been hours since you came to bed. You slept for around an hour but now you’re wide awake. That’s always been your curse when you go to bed earlier than usual. You wake up at an ungodly hour and can’t get back to sleep until daybreaks.

You’ve spent a while reading since that usually helps you drift off. But no such luck tonight, not when Satoru is still raging through your mind.

He was right, after all. It was the first time you’ve done anything like that with a boy. And it was your step brother of all people. You’re ashamed, but you can’t get it out of your head. He’s such a good kisser. His lips are soft and his tongue played with your own so divinely.

Your pussy begins to throb as you think about the way he touched you. The way he made you cum. He had to cover your mouth so you didn’t disturb your parents. It becomes to much, and before you know it your hand slithers between your thighs. You’re eager to chase the high he gave you the previous night.

But, of course, he’s ruined you now. Your own fingers aren’t going to cut it anymore. It doesn’t feel nearly as nice as what he did. The way he alternated toying with your tits to rubbing your clit. The way he had you whimpering like a kicked puppy as his fingers plunged into your untouched walls. Your toes curled as he delved deeper to find your pressure point and abused it until your eyes crossed and you drooled all over his palm.

And you slept so soundly afterwards.

Without giving it a second thought, you throw off your duvet and get out of bed. The line has already been crossed now. What does it matter if you do it again? It’s not that bad. It’s not like you’re actually related. And it’s a nice feeling, knowing that someone as popular and cool as Satoru has taken an interest in you.

You always see girls flirting with him in the hallways while you’re with your friends at college. Even they fawn over how hot your step brother is. He’s got more than enough attention. And yet, for now, he seems the most interested in you.

As you reach his room, you knock gently on the door. It’s quiet, though you can hear the TV playing. Eventually, you hear him hum, a subtle signal for you to come in.

“Hello again.” he smiles. “Did you have another nightmare, sweetheart?”

“… Mhmm…” you nod, lying effortlessly. He pats the space on the bed beside himself and you hurry over to him. “C-Can’t stop thinking about you.”

“I know.” he says, not even looking at you as he talks. You have no idea what he’s watching, but he seems to be more fixated on it than he is on you. “But you were right. It is wrong, what we did. You can sleep here since you’re scared. Just sleeping, though.”

You freeze at his words, not expecting this response at all. Had you blown it by saying that earlier? Did you leave it too long to come to his room, giving him too much time to think and have the same realisation that you had after last night?

“… Don’t wanna sleep.” you tell him. And that, gives him cause to look at you. “That was my first time… with a boy c-can’t stop thinking about it, Satoru.”

“You’re gonna have to. It was a mistake.” he warns you. “I shouldn’t have done that with you, ‘m meant to be taking care of you and looking out for you. Took advantage—”

“No! No. I wanted you to do it.” you assure him. “All my friends like you… ‘n I pretend I don’t see it but I’ve had a crush on you since we met… so I’m glad I got to do that with you. And I wanna do it again.”

“… you’re cute. You’ve got a crush on me, hah?” he laughs lightly, pulling you closer to him. He grabs your jaw, thumb smoothing over your cheekbone as he looks between your eyes and lips. “You think I didn’t already know that, sweetheart?”

“S-Shut up.” you stutter, barely able to look at him. He forces you to, though. Piercing blue eyes stare into yours as he silently waits for an acknowledgement of what he’s about to do. And you offer it, leaning closer to him before he meets you halfway. His lips press against yours, and you feel him smile when he hears a moan accidentally leave you.

He moves you so that you’re flat against his mattress with your head in the pillows, caging you below him. You wrap your arms around him as he lowers himself to kiss you again, you moan as he pushes your legs apart so that he can hump his growing bulge against your sleep shorts.

“Satoru… touch me, please.” you beg, mewling as he bites your lower lip as he pulls away. You allow him better access to your body as he kisses your neck, sucking deeply against it to sign his name in pretty blue blooms.

“Wanna do somethin’ else, tonight.” he tells you. Your eyes open a little further as you look down at him. He grabs your vest, helping you remove it to expose your tits to him. “I wanna feel good, too.” he explains, cupping your breasts and suctioning his lips around one of your nipples.

You freeze as he speaks, but you can’t wriggle away from him.

“’m not ready to go all the way, nii-chan…” you whisper. He shushes you, quickly swirling his tongue around your other nipple before relinquishing it with an obscene pop.

“I know you aren’t, don’t worry.” he stands on his knees, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your shorts. You help move your body as he slowly peels them off you, a sodden patch in the seat of your shorts makes him smile. And it becomes more devilish as he sees the culprit at the apex of your thighs. “You’re drenched, such a good girl for nii-chan.”

“Fuck… stop it. S’embarrassing.” you tell him.

“No.” he responds, pushing your legs further apart to admire the way your tiny virgin hole clenches around nothing. You could barely take his fingers, he can’t imagine what you’d be like if he slipped you his length. “Can I take a picture? Look so pretty, baby. Don’t wanna forget it.” he asks you.

“U-Um…” you struggle. He looks at you with an intensity you’ve never felt before. And despite your better judgement arguing not to do this. You nod. For him, you can’t help it. You nod dumbly and proudly. He thinks you’re pretty. Of course you’ll let him take a photo.

It doesn’t really matter, anyway, when he’s taking snaps of your body rather than your face. You hear a vocal sound leave him that’s not quite a moan, almost a desperate grunt and he frees his cock from his sweats and begins to touch himself. His phone still in his hand as he jerks himself off over your body.

You’re none the wiser when he scrolls along his camera app and selects the video function, pressing the big red button as he focuses the camera on your pussy as he slaps his cock head on your swollen clit.

“Promise I won’t put it in, baby…” he assures you. “Gonna let me feel good with you, though, yeah?” he asks, the tacky sound of your pussy coating his tip is the loudest sound in the room, even with the TV playing in the background.

“Yeah… please. Wanna cum f’you…” you plead, jolting as he slaps his cock down on your pussy, sandwiching his cock between your folds. He slowly begins to rocks his hips, his pretty cockhead cautiously catching on your clit with each roll. You silence yourself, covering your mouth with your hand as lazy strokes become overwhelming.

“Baby… will you let me take a video of you?” he says, it’s low and guttural, somewhat out of character for your elder brother. It’s almost as if he’s losing his senses as he kisses your clit with his cock. “Won’t show anyone… promise.”

“S-Satoru… I— I dunno…” you whisper, whimpering a little as he grabs his cock and smacks it against your folds. He raises the camera, and you can’t help but look directly in the lens. “Is that on?” you ask meekly. He nods, smirking.

“Don’t make me turn it off, pretty girl. You look so good f’me, y’know? Wanna remember it forever.” he tells you. He watches as you swallow thickly, knowing what’s happening between you is becoming actual evidence. You nod, though. You want to keep being his pretty girl.

“O-Okay, Satoru…”

“No, want the camera to know who’s dick is gonna make you cum. Go ahead, look at the camera ‘n say it, baby.”

“Satoru…” you say again, but he shakes his head. Your eyes roll back as he delivers a particularly harsh thrust between your lips, rubbing so perfectly on your sensitive pearl that you squeak pathetically. “Nii-chan! Nii-chan is gonna make me— cum…”

“Goooood girl, that’s right…” he grins, lowering the camera to capture what is happening to make you sound so pitiful for him. “Nii-chan’s gonna make your pretty pussy feel good.”

Soon enough, you’re stifling yourself once again as he picks up the pace. The sticky sounds emiting from between your legs has your body heat rising. Your shimmering skin isn’t lost to the camera as you break out in a sweat. Whether it’s shame, embarrassment, arousal, or a deadly concoction of each, it doesn’t matter. The cool flickering light from the TV behind Satoru captures it all perfectly.

“You’re so shy baby, makes you even cuter.” he tells you. “You’re shakin’… gonna cum f’me?”

You nod, again, still too terrified to risk removing your hand from your mouth for fear of alerting your parents to the twisted tryst taking place in your big brother’s room.

“Love this little pussy, gonna let me fuck you one day, yeah?” he asks, but doesn’t expect an answer. He will. He’s determined. The thought of being the first to corrupt your tiny virgin slot is driving him wild. It’s evident in the way he’s bucking his hips, barely even aware to the way you’re pussy begins to clench and your toes curl.

You moan, boisterously, into your hand. And it’s the only thing that coaxes him out of his train of thought. But it’s too late to think clearly. He’s already sputtering pretty globs of cum as white as his hair on your clit and tummy. Your pussy lips decorated so sweetly in your big brother’s love as he moans and drops down from his high.

It was short, but sweet.

He’d be embarrassed if he thought you had something to compare it to.

It’s your own fault he didn’t last longer, you came first. And your pussy is made for him. He’s sure of that, now. He’s especially sure when he lowers the camera to perfectly capture your twitching hole and messy folds. Before raising it again to record your face. Hard evidence for Suguru, he needs to make sure he knows he wasn’t lying.

“Nii-chan… please.” you pout. “Promise you won’t show anyone else? S’embarrassing…”

“Awe, you think I’d do that to you?” he smirks, leaning down to kiss you. “C’mon. Who’d I even show?”

“I dunno…”

“I promise, baby. It’s our little secret.”

© 2024 rinhaler

[oimitocat]

EXTENDED LOVE | HC

skz ot8 (seperately) x gn!reader

parent!reader + child (6 yo oc) + tender love + established relationship + fluff, fluff, fluff + extremely light angst + idol au!

a/n: amab reader. kids gender/name varies on the member, use your imagination if you want something different lol p.s - i don’t have baby fever, you do.

— BANG CHAN

getting close to your daughter was easy, she wouldn’t look away from him and he’d make cute faces at her

your fear was that she’d love him more than you

she grew to love being in his embrace, his hugs are the best

she’d fall asleep on him while he’s in his chair, cooking up some beats

you’d always watch as he gently does her hair, chan loves giving her pigtails

she’d write him songs and he’d make her sing them and make a song (he’s so sweet)

“chan, can we go get ice cream?” “absolutely.” he’d say. “you’re spoiling her,” you’d argue lightly.

on hot summer days you guys go for a swim at the pool, he teaches her how to swim

she’s his little champion, you two are always cheering her on when she’s doing something new!

she likes to talk a lot. and you fall in love with how attentive chan is, his smile on his face as she energetically yaps about

if she’s upset with how busy both of your schedules have been to hang out all three together, he reassures her with fun gifts and a treat. making sure he at least spends a meal time with you two.

she gets EXTREMELY jealous when you kiss chan, she’ll huff and pout, and then scream happily when you two attack her with tickles, hugs and kisses

loves it when chan sits her over his shoulders, you have thousands of pictures of him with her like that

— LEE MINHO

minho had no idea how to approach your daughter, matter of fact, he’d just stick to hand waves, small “hi angeli” ‘s and warm smiles

the moment your daughter finds out he cooks, she’s all over him

you’re also a relatively known producer, spending some late night at the studio, she’d beg minho to take you dinner

the three of you would eat in your studio and she’d tell you how she helps minho

she loves watching minho dance, always asking him to teach her

the second she knew how to do acrobatics dance, minho begged you to enlist her in classes

“clearly she got that from me,” he’d say proudly when you two would attend her shows

she’s in love with his cats, she’d beg you to buy them toys and snacks for them.

minho would fawn over her when he’d find her asleep with doongie on top of her

“why does it feel like she loves you more than me,” you’d huff. “because she does.” he’d stick his tongue out at you before allowing her to put makeup on him

if angeli injures herself he’d take care of her and calm her down

she enjoys cuddling up to minho and fall asleep on him

learned to talk back to you since he does that to you— “hey, don’t do that to your-“ “but you do it too! why can’t i?” and you’d watch them argue with a smile

family outings include going for an ice cream or a treat and walking through the pretty parks

she loves it when the two of you hold her hand on both sides and pull her up while walking

— SEO CHANGBIN

your child HATED changbin for the longest

he’d smile and greet him but he wasn’t taking anything from changbin

“allen be nice and say hi.” and allen would huff and look away.

then, one day you decided to pick up changbin after stray kids had a long day of dance practice. you were still relatively early hence you were allowed to watch for a bit

and allen found changbin super cool after that

he was super shy when talking to changbin but changbin always was patient and loving

changbin would crack up jokes and allen would laugh non stop

they’d have tickle fights.

if allen was sad for whatever motive, changbin always found a way to cheer him up

if you and changbin were in the studio for a really long time, he’s sleep on the couch and if you keep working more then changbin would cuddle up with allen and they’d be fast asleep waiting for you (you have a load of pictures of them like that)

allen loves arts and crafts, so he’d make changbin paper rings and paper hearts or origami cranes (changbin has them in his studio, chan and jisung deal with it)

sometimes if allen struggles with korean changbin would gently correct and teach

allen loves falling asleep in changbin’s arm he says changbin is like a big teddy bear

if you’re too busy from your schedules and changbin is decently free, then allen would stay over at changbin’s

changbin LOVES to spoil allen, with treats and toys

changbin gets extremely flustered when you kiss him in front of allen but allen also encourages you two to show affection

if allen notices that you are stressed, he’d tell changbin to help him surprise you with a gift

you love them so much

— HWANG HYUNJIN

so listen… hyunjin can’t do kids. he loves them- they just don’t love him back

yet, he tried hard for you, especially since alex was the light of your eyes.

both of them were super awkward but you helped them ease up, after all, the three of you had gone on a cafe date

alex always carries something with him and coincidentally he had a coloring book— you can imagine how it went from there

literally two artists that paint your days vividly

hyunjin finds himself buying coloring books or drawing something for alex to color- so cute!

one day you walk in on them doing face paint and you end up getting painted too

alex always praises hyunjin and talks good about him, you feel warm when that happens

the two of them are attached by the hips, you feel like a third wheel sometimes but in a non jealous way

MATCHING OUTFITS. the three of you are always matching outfits when going out

alex always gets upset when your schedules are packed, but hyunjin makes videocalls and sometimes alex falls asleep throughout them

hyunjin isn’t very affectionate but when it comes to your child he’s a natural

STOP. WHEN HE HAS LONG HAIR he lets alex put cute clips on him or tie it up

you cried when alex drew a family portrait and it was the three of you

alex is a really curious child, always running into danger so seeing hyunjin panic sometimes is funny

“don’t laugh! HE WAS CLIMBING THE FRIDGE!” “baby, you’re equally tall, you can easily get him down.” “i wanted cereal!”

you’re a dramatic trio

arts and crafts. hyunjin wears and keeps everything alex gifts him

— HAN JISUNG

oh boy… jisung was ANXIOUS

he always backed out but seeing you so exited to introduce your kid, he swallowed down his nerves and went forward with it

luck or not- you’re child is a chatterbox, but that didn’t happen until after your child processed jisung’s tension

jisung would nervously smile when making eye contact and to your mental peace, ally finally began conversation

“- says you make music, do you do -‘s music?” “uh- i- no-“ “so you don’t do music?” “no i do-“ “can i hear?” and jisung’s a fumbling mess while pulling out his phone

good to say that after that jisung eases up. ally is extremely extroverted around introverts without knowing, so when she leans into jisung it’s a bond from there

she loves playing with his rings and stealing them- at some point she replaces them with toy rings and jisung wears them proudly

she demands to have matching jewelry with jisung. earrings and bracelets, the three of you match

jisung rots in bed a lot, so the two of that do it together if she crashes over

skincare, skincare- she loves spa days so the members aren’t surprised when a picture of the three of you with face masks and a headband pops up in their gc

if she notices jisung is anxious or simply not mentally there, she goes quiet and stays by his side for emotional support

every time she wins something at school like a certification or a good grade she shows it off to jisung. you love seeing him smile and praise her

sometimes she falls asleep after asking jisung to sing for her— it’s adorable

— LEE FELIX

ack- you fell in love with him all over again after he easily chats up lilly.

“he’s pretty,” she says to his face and you laugh at how red felix goes

felix is SUPER caring, he’s always watching out for her, holding her hand when walking and talking to her attentively

the two of them LOVE games so you’d often find them playing cards or video games

they’re both competitive so if you play with them you’ll be getting yelled at

if felix does a certain style with his hair she wants it too (for example if he has braids she wants braids)

you often find them talking about the most randomest things and laughing

spa days happen here too, and the three of you watch movies a lot

if she has problems with homework he’ll do everything possible to help

tiktoks. they two of them always record videos and are updated with the trends, sometimes they drag you along to do them

fashion icons too.

she sometimes gives him ideas on his outfits and he immediately tells his stylist to make it happen somehow

they do little mukkbangs together, you love receiving videos of them doing things together

felix always gets her flowers and you adore seeing that

DO NOT KISS FELIX before her. she’s jealous. felix is hers now.

— KIM SEUNGMIN

seungmin is AWKWARD the first few weeks.

still, he makes a visible effort for you.

he naturally does some really random things or sounds and she ends up giggling. boom.

you probably should’ve expected that they’d roast you

and bully you

and gang up against you- “I GET IT!” you’d exasperate after their brutal comments over a tiny mistake. “do you?” seungmin grins. “yeah do you?” mina mimics.

not only does she not spare your pockets but seungmin doesn’t either. “seungminnie i want ice cream.” “let’s go get it.” “do we have money?” “yeah,” and he takes your wallet before you even know what’s happening.

movie dates! the three of you always go out to watch a movie. he spoils her with popcorn bucket.

seungmin doesn’t really do affection but mina loves hugs so she’s always hugging his arm if they’re laying down or holding his pinky while walking

she loves being in the studio when he’s recording, she enjoys his voice

they often do karaoke nights, where even some members take apart of. the best memories!

seungmin loves reading to her. she always comes with a book for bedtime stories and if he’s not with her then she demands you call him so he can read to her

the two of them are always in comfortable silence and it’s something you love to see— them getting along so well

they strive to annoy you sometimes though, literally coming to your studio to distract you

if you have a concert and he has the freedom to go to it, best believe he and minnie are at there and screaming/cheering

— YANG JEONGIN

oh he was ready

he had every scenario imaginable set. he greeted him and even brought a gift!

“- i like him,” jacob giggles as he hugs the stuffed dinasour

whatever obsession your kid is into, best believe jeongin shares that with him.

“you’ll spoil him,” you huff. “good. someone has to do it.” he’d argue.

yang jeongin is a menace and your kid has picked up on it now.

you cannot go a day without being bullied

it’s okay though, you know how to attack

also spa days!! jeongin has a thorough face routine and jacob was super shy to ask to join in, but you found your kid giggling while jeongin gentle washed his face

jeongin loves going out for peaceful walks, so the two of you would take jacob to the park and then go to a nice cafe or restaurant after

jacob loves being on jeongin, sitting in his lap while eating or sleeping on him while at home

the two of them just HAVE to try out new food items every time you go out, you have to suffer with the uncertainty of whether you’ll be forced to eat something delicious or nasty

selfies!! always taking cute family selfies

jeongin loves making sure jacob is happy and comfortable, almost always finding out fun activities to do

both of them get disgusted if you kiss jeongin… you never win

[elllisaaa]

how skz would confess to you

-> words count : about 4.5k words (sorry guys, I was taken away lol)

-> genre : skz members crushing on you

-> warnings : a lot of cutness

-> sorry if I made any mistakes, english is not my first language

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated !

-> masterlist | skz masterlist

BANGCHAN - MEANINGFUL

first of all, I feel like chan would be the type to smile whenever you're around, and especially if you're talking to him

he would giggle all the time and laugh at every one of your jokes, event the worst ones

that being said, i can really picture him writing you a song to confess to you.

he knows that there is a great chance that you reject him, and that maybe he is wasting his time, but chan can't help it : you're his inspiration for everything lately, he can at least do it to thank you.

he would spend all his limited free time working on this song because he wants it to be perfect, to perfectly reflect how he sees you and how much he loves you for who you are. 

will ask changbin to listen to it and give him his opinion, to which he responded “if they don’t accept your confession with that, i will.” he got smacked. 

he forbbade you to come to the studio in fear that you would end up finding out about the song before he finished it, and you didn’t understood why but you did it anyway, thinking that perhaps he was too busy

so when he invited you over again, you came immediately, already prepared to spill the tea from these past weeks to him as soon as you stepped in. 

but before you could even finish saying hello to him, he made you sit down on his chair, and put his headphones on your ears. 

“please, listen to it until the end.”

you only nobbed, thinking that he maybe needed your opinion on a song he was working on. 

but as you listened to it, tears filled up your eyes, your heart melting when you heard the meaningful lyrics.

all this time, chan was watching you, waiting impatiently for your reaction, but not expecting you to jump on him to hug him tightly. 

“I suppose that you like it ?” he said, chuckling when you nobbed with your head nuzzled in his neck.

“I don't like it, I love it !” 

You finally met his eyes which were filled with adoration, smiling brightly and cupping his face to be as close to him as possible, as if what you wanted to say to him was a secret, just between the two of you.

“- And I love you Channie, I love you so much. And I’m not as talented as you with words, but I will remind you everyday how much you mean to me.”

Before he could say anything, your lips were on his and his arms circled your waist, closing the gap between your bodies. He rested his forehead against yours as soon as you needed to let go of his mouth to breathe, a big smile on his face, showing his dimples. 

“- I love you too.”

“you’re my muse.”

LEE MINHO - FLIRTY

he’s definitely gonna flirt with you so much, teasing you every chance he gets.

but as much as he likes bickering childishly with you, he knows when to stop or when he goes too far.

you didn’t think much of it, because it was minho : of course he would tease you, like he did with everyone else. 

the other members would always tell you that he was so much more gentle with you than with them, but you wouldn’t believe them

to you, minho was just very playful, there was nothing special in the way he treated you. 

he wouldn’t know if you’re just not interested, or if you really didn’t notice how differently he treated you

he was never pushing it too far, he let it slide every time you would tease him back, even if he had almost killed his members for doing the same things, just because it was you.

so to say he was a little desperate was an understatement, he was even starting to lose hope.

he would ask jisung if he thinks that you like him, ask for advice and then proceed to threaten the poor boy to not say anything about his soft spot for you to the other members.

it would take him courage, really. because even if he always try to look confident, he is shaking on the inside every time he is around you

every smile and laugh of yours makes his heart flutter so much its scares him at times

so he would tease you even when confessing.

i feel like he would be the type to describe the person he is interested in in front of you, smirking at himself when you don’t understand that he’s talking about you

“- Don’t act like you don’t need my company ! Your life would be so boring without me !

-  Actually… I kinda have a crush on someone.”

Minho smirks at seeing your visibly confused look, surely not expecting him to get suddenly so serious while you were joking around just seconds later. 

“- Oh… Really ?

- Yeah. They are beautiful, and smart. It’s like I have known them forever, I’m so comfortable around them. They are amazing, talented, they are putting so much effort into everything they do and honestly I have so much admiration for them I don’t think I deserve them.

- They seem… Really incredible. I hope you’ll be happy with them.”

You tried to smile but deep down, you were a little hurt. You had finally decided to believe what the other said, finally let yourself think that he was maybe sharing your feelings. And now this… But Minho’s chuckling made you come back to reality. 

“- I’m talking about you silly, it’s you that I love.”, he said, engulfing you in a warm hug. 

“- You… You really think all of that about me ?” you asked, nuzzling your head in his neck.

“- Of course. I know that I���m not the best at showing it, but don’t ever question what I feel for you.”

You raised your head from his neck, your eyes diving into his, seeing them sparkling with joy. 

“- Then don’t think I don’t deserve you. I love you too Minho.”

“how did i get so lucky ?”

SEO CHANGBIN - DIRECT

I think changbin would be very shy with you at first. 

he would be so impressed by your looks, thinking that you have an incredible charisma and personality. 

would stutter and stumble on his words everytime he would talk to you, thinking that he was looking like an idiot

but honestly, you were just finding that so cute, that he was so amazed by you that he was too shy to even look you in the eyes for more than two seconds.

plus you had seen how he was acting around other people, and he was acting much more confident, adding to your soft spot for him.

but as time passed and you grew closer to each other, he found himself being confident around you too

and you loved it, because it meant that he was now comfortable enough around you to be himself

and if you missed his shy self, all you had to do was flirt with him a little. 

he values your opinion so much : when he doesn’t know what to do, he is asking you for advice. 

honestly, it wouldn’t be long for him to realize that if you kept wanting to know him after he acted so ridiculous at first, it was for a reason. 

so for me, he would be very direct, simply coming one day, out of nowhere, and telling how much he loves you. 

“- Could you listen to that and tell me what you think about it please ?”

You simply nobbed and accepted the headphones he was handing you, waiting for him to play whatever he wanted your opinion about. You were actually honored every time he asked you for anything related to his work : after all, he was the one in the industry, knowing what he did, not you. But he always seemed so happy when you’d give him feedback, and you loved to hear everything that he did, so you didn’t mind. 

“- Honestly, it might become one of my favorite songs you made. I don't know how to describe it, but it just has this nostalgic vibe while being so meaningful. I adore it.”

You gave him his headphones back, smiling when you saw that he was already looking at you, so intensely you thought maybe you had something on your face. 

“- I’m in love with you.”

You freezed in your spot, unable to respond at what he just blurred out as it was the most natural thing ever. But then, you smiled again, shaking your head a little while you replaced his headphones on his head, not forgetting to place a soft kiss on his nose. 

“- I’m in love with you too, Binnie.”

“my heart’s beating like crazy.”

HWANG HYUNJIN - CLICHE

hyunjin is an hopeless romantic 

seriously he makes me all fluff on the inside just thinking about how sweet and caring he would be, even as a friend

always there to listen to every one of your worries or stories, always here when you have drama about people he don’t even know to tell 

he loves to cover you in gifts, not too obvious, but like paying for everything when you hang out together, or when you go shopping

100% boyfriend material

what he loves the most about you is that you’re also here for him exactly in the same way and it makes him all warm thinking that you always try to understand him and comfort him

so that being said he wants his confession to be literally perfect because you deserve nothing but the best (i’m single and crying in my bed)

he will plan everything : the place, the time, the day, the words he’s gonna say to you 

but at the same time, he would want it to be more authentic and spontaneous, more real. 

so he’s gonna settle for a place and improvise from here

it’s gonna be the most romantic thing ever, one from these silly movies, but because it’s hyunjin, it’s cute

he would bring you to a picnic at night and then a walk at a park where the flowers are just blossoming. 

“- Wait y/n.”

You turned back, meeting Hyunjin’s big smile as he approached you to put a flower matching the color of your outfits in your hair. He was looking at you with so much adoration in his eyes, it was impossible for anyone around to ignore how in love he was with you. 

“- It’s so pretty Hyun ! Thanks !”

You stood on your tippy toes to kiss him on the cheek, ready to go on with your walk when Hyunjin stopped you again by grabbing your wrist. His face was red, and he himself couldn’t tell if it was because of your kiss or what he was about to say. 

“- I have something important to tell you. Please, don’t interrupt me otherwise I think I will lose my courage forever.”

You chuckled, simply nobbing at his words, and clearly not ready for what was following. 

“- I have to say you are an incredible person, and it’s like you’re the missing piece of my puzzle. We complete each other so perfectly, you understand me so well that sometimes I wonder if you’re real or if I’m just dreaming. But when I open my eyes, you’re still here and I don’t want to let my chance go. I love you y/n, you’re the most important person in my life and you’ll make me the happiest man on this earth if you decided to give us a chance.”

Hyunjin would just have the time to finish his confession before you threw yourself at him, hugging him so tightly it was hurting. But what was more painful was your little sobs and the tears staining the fabric of his shirt as you cried on his shoulder.

“- Are you okay princess ?

- No… You don’t have the right to speak like that to me, it’s too beautiful, I’m gonna die from a heart attack… 

- Does this mean you’re willing to be my girlfriend ?

- Of course ! I would be a fool to say no after this ! And I love you too, I love you so much.”

Even if it was now late at night and the sun was hiding, Hyunjin’s smile was enough to illuminate your whole world.

“I can’t even express how happy I am.”

HAN JISUNG - ACCIDENTAL

he would be the type to be so awkward around you help

i think that he wouldn’t really be shy, rather lost because he don’t know how to act around you

because he wants to impress you but at the same time he doesn’t want you to notice his efforts and to think that he is doing too much

the consequence of that is that he’s really clumsy and always end up doing something weird to you it’s always cute

and while he thinks that he’s embarrassing himself, you just think about it with a smile on your face

please tell him that he’s pretty or every other compliment because he needs them and i can already imagine him blushing and he’s so cute omg 

moving on, that’s why i think he would accidentally confess to you

because let’s be honest, he consider you as way out of his league so he’ll never make a move intentionally

he’ll bottle up his feelings for you, saying that it’s better this way and that you don’t even like him back 

even if everyone can see how fond of him you are, nothing can make him change his mind. 

until this one time you came to him, so excited and happy

“- Ji ! You won’t believe me ! I’m top of the class ! I’m graduating being first of the class!”

Jisung looked at you for several seconds, stunned. He could absolutely believe what you had just said to him. You were the most hardworking person he knew, you put so much effort into your studies it was only natural that you were rewarded like this. His smile was eating his face when he took you in his arms, hugging you tightly and making you spin with him, both of you laughing. 

“- Y/n that’s fantastic ! You’re incredible really ! I was convinced that you would succeed ! You have worked so much for this, I’m so, so proud of you.”

You smiled brightly at him, tears starting to pool in your eyes at these compliments. Because he was your mental support for everything, and it was also thanks to him that you achieved this. 

“- Thank you… Thank you for everything you did for me this year and the past ones, you’re the best support I could ever ask for. And I know I’m not the easiest person to deal with when I’m stressed or overworked, and that happens too frequently, but you’re always here and that means the world to me.

- No, no, no ! You did all the work, I was just there to support you, and I did it because I wanted to. I did it because I love you, that's all.”

Before he could think about it, the three words he was holding in for so long slipped from his mouth so easily. Jisung immediately put a hand on his mouth, like it could help him go back in time. But you just smiled, moving his hand away gently and holding it as you talked.

“- Even if you think that, it’s very important for me because I love you too.”

“that’s the only time I’m glad that I didn’t thought before talking”

LEE FELIX - ROMANTIC

the sweetest human being on this earth really

he will do everything and anything for you, shower you with little gifts that means so much to you, comes running whenever you need him

always careful that you’re comfortable and that nobody bothers you

in conclusion he’s 100% husband material and it’s a fact

so be prepared to receive cute little texts from him throughout the day to make sure you have eaten, drank, took a break

he’s so caring i’m gonna cry i’m so single 

if you’re down, he’ll make you brownies with a note on the box saying all the things you need to hear at the moment 

so that’s why i think he would confess to you in an “indirect” way like that

we all know that he likes to share the songs he likes and listens to with us on the bubble right ?

and he will undoubtedly make a playlist filled with the most beautiful, heart fluttering love songs, and ones that made him think of you. 

he would send you the spotify link on a random thursday evening, under the name “my y/n”

As soon as you saw the title of the playlist, your eyes widened. What did he mean by “my” ? Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the first song of the playlist : it was one of your favorites, that you forced Felix to listen to a hundred times. And as you watched the titles of all the songs, tears filled your eyes. You didn’t know every one of them, but by the titles only, you understood everything. 

And Felix's heart was beating as fast as yours. He couldn’t stop checking his phone and the time since he sent the link. Almost two hours and you hadn’t responded yet. But his thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing, your number displaying on the screen. His hands were shaking when he picked up the call, and he was sure that his voice was shaking too.

“- Hi sweetheart ! How you doing ?

- Lix… You can’t do that to me… 

- Are you crying ?”

The panic in his voice when he heard you sniffling made you chuckle as you were trying to stop the tears of joys spilling out of your eyes non-stop.

“- Yeah, because of you. You can’t do that to my weak heart, seriously. I don’t think I can express in words how much this playlist means to me. You spend hours collecting these songs just for me and because they made you think of me, and it’s like I’m seeing myself through your eyes. And honestly, it’s the best way you could have confessed, baby. I’m in love with you too. So in love.”

You heard sniffles at the other end of the call, and you both chuckled at this strange scene. You wouldn’t have imagined him confessing this way, but it was so meaningful, so gentle and full of admiration, you didn’t care that it wasn’t an usual one. Because to you, it was the most romantic thing someone ever did for you. 

“can i come over ? i really want to confess my feelings in person and maybe we can have a movie night for our first date ?”

KIM SEUNGMIN - GENUINE

to me, seungmin is someone who loves to have a routine, that certain things in his life are permanent and that it’s really important for him that everything is going like every other day.

for example, he always eat the same thing on saturday nights, or never goes sleeping before making sure that he closed every window

and he’s certainly very attached to these habits

but the thing is the members noticed that he started doing things out of his habits lately 

the reason ? you

yes, he liked to go straight home after a long day of practice but if you asked him to go out with you to eat for example he would go 

even when he’s super tired, he’ll do anything for you and mostly things that he would not do for the boys btw (they’re jealous)

and they know exactly why he goes out of his way for you even if he denies it

so it’s not exactly that he confess to you, it’s mostly that you noticed the things he does for you and not for anyone else

that day, you opened up to him about all the things that were stressing you out lately and you cried a lot obviously

but you were shocked when you noticed his eyes getting wet too

“- Seungmin are you alright ?”

Your worried tone and look made him turn his gaze away from yours, trying to hide his teary eyes. 

“- Yeah, yeah. I’m good. It’s you we're talking about, not me.”

He took a deep breath before looking at you again, visibly shaken but more composed than two seconds before. And you were stunned, because it was the first time ever that you saw him even close to tears. You knew that he hated to cry in front of people, he didn’t want to seem weak or anything. So why with you ? He was comfortable in your presence, you knew that, but that much. How was that possible ?

“- I don’t care about that. I want to know why you were going to cry even though I’ve never seen you do it in front of me since we know each other. And I want to know why you do all these other things for me even when you don’t want to or if it goes out of your habits.”

So you noticed ? Yeah, you noticed. You noticed that he was always taking up on him when you asked him to go shopping on weekends because he hated crowded places. You noticed he always ordered your favorite dishes at the restaurant, even if they weren’t his favorites. But he’d do it anyway because… Well, you didn’t know why and that was the problem. 

“- It’s not a big deal, really.

- Kim Seunmgin, stop lying to me. I know that you like your little habits. So why ?”

He avoided your eyes again, and you started to think that maybe you made him uncomfortable. You were about to say sorry when he took your cheeks in his hands, and soon enough, his lips were on yours. It’s only when he let you go that you fully realized what happened, eyes wide open. 

“- I’m not good with words but I hope you understood how much I like you. I was about to cry because, well, I don’t like to hear that you're suffering and that I’m not here to make you feel better. I want to be by your side all the time, but not only as your friend.”

At this point, words weren’t needed anymore. You just threw yourself onto his arms, making Seungmin laugh when you muttered up an ‘i like you too’. 

“I hope that you understand I’ll continue to do these things for you, because all I want is to make you happy.”

YANG JEONGIN - PURE

he’s such a sweetheart I swear

he’s always there for you, like call him to tell him you need hugs and he’ll be at your door in five minutes, with snacks and ice cream in addition

usually, he just listen to you because he likes your voice so much, and also because he’s not really good at expressing his feelings

even if you’re close, he rarely talks about his emotions, only telling you what is happening without describing how he feels

and sometimes, it makes you a little sad because does that mean he’s not comfortable enough around you ?

but in reality, he just doesn’t know how to say it, how to express it for you to understand

so since he has a hard time expressing them, i think he would confess his feelings through a letter 

and it’s the most sincere, thoughtful, meaningful and beautiful letter ever

“- What’s that ?”

You reached down to grab the envelope that was on the floor, just behind your door. There was just your name written on it, just another thing that made you question who slid it under your door. It was evidently someone who knew where you lived, and you hoped it was one of your friends and not some sort of stalker. You took off your shoes and coat before heading to your kitchen, sitting down on a chair to open the envelope. Inside, there was only one sheet of paper, covered in a neat handwriting. 

“Y/n,

I know I’m not the best at expressing my feelings : I’m not as talented as you when it comes to talking about it out loud. But I think I’m pretty good when it comes to writing, so I hope you’ll understand everything I have in mind through this letter.

Firstly, I have to let you know how much you mean to me. You’re the most important person in my life. From the way you always seem to know exactly what I need even when I don’t say a word about it, to the way you’re so caring and always remember every little detail that I tell you about. It’s like I was meant to be by your side.

Secondly, and even if I think that words can’t express how incredible I think you are, I have to tell you anyway. Because I truly think you are amazing. You’re always fighting for what you think, you’re determined and brave. You’re standing for yourself and for others too because you have the biggest heart ever. And I think that’s what I love the most about you : the fact that even if you can seem cold or mean at first sight, you’re truly so kind hearted and gentle, always willing to help other people. 

And finally, let me tell you how much I love you. For all the reasons that I listed previously and for a thousand more, I fell in love with you. I love you so much that sometimes it scares me. That’s also why I wrote you this letter. Partially because I’m a coward and couldn’t tell you about it in person, but also because it’s easier this way, easier to handle if you reject me.

No matter what your answer will be, I’ll always be there for you. I love you. 

Jeongin.”

You immediately took your phone, and called Jeongin before taking the time to think about it. You didn’t need time, you needed to finally hear him say those three words from his mouth.

“- Y/n ? Are you alright ? Why are you calling me this late ?

- Say it.

- Say what ?

- Say you love me.

- I… I love you. I really love you.”

His voice was shaking, and you couldn’t help but smile at how nervous he was. And you were also happy to finally hear me opening up about his feelings. 

“- Thank you for the letter, it’s the first time I received one and honestly I will cherish it for the rest of my life. I love you too, Jeongin.”

“from now on, expect me to give you a letter whenever you want.”

-> i don't allow any copies, reposts or translations of my works.

[devildomwriter]

Believe In What Your Heart is Saying | Leviathan x Reader

.6K Words | GN! Reader | CW: none

Leviathan struggled to calm his heart as he paced his floor, occasionally bumping against the jellyfish lights as he did so.

Henry watched from the aquarium concerned. Leviathan didn’t usually get like this over anything other than his anime and idols and this time Leviathan mouthed the same thing over and over again. The red shade on his face didn’t dim no matter how many times he practiced.

“___, will you, b-b-be, be-b-b-be! Aaaack I can’t say it! Why can’t I say it!?” Leviathan bemoaned and turned to Henry. He placed his hand against the tank and asked Henry for help but the fish did not know how to respond.

Leviathan nodded. “You’re right! I’m too pathetic. They’ll just say no, so why bother?”

Henry blew bubbles at Leviathan trying to communicate he’d said no such thing and Leviathan continued to belittle himself until the clock struck eight and he jumped to his feet, panicking.

“I-is it already time!?” He gasped and quickly requested the password.

“The Christmas password is Ruri’s Santa uniform is the cutest in the worlds!” You called from the other side of the door.

Leviathan swallowed the knot in his throat and opened the door with a shaking hand. He had to keep it together, he couldn’t let you notice anything was different.

But when he saw you in your cute Christmas sweater with a bucket of popcorn to share with him, his blush deepened.

“What’s up with you, Levi? You’re redder than Rudolph’s nose.”

Leviathan laughed awkwardly at your Christmas reference and gestured to the beanbags in front of his TV.

“L-let’s sit down n-now.”

You raised a brow at him curiously, knowing he was acting oddly but agreed. You sat down on the beanbag and Leviathan rushed to grab a throw blanket for you. He wrapped it around you and you beamed up at him.

“Thanks! You’re the sweetest.”

“Wh-huh? Like lol…no j-just…being a good host!”

Leviathan sat down next to you but not as closely as usual.

“What happened with you? Did I finally lose to Ruri-Chan?”

“Huh!? What? Like that’s even possible you’re a million times cuter than Ruri!”

You weren’t expecting that direct of an answer and blushed. As soon as Levi realized what he’d said his face turned even redder than it had been all day.

Henry watched in anticipation from the aquarium as Levi hid in his sweater and tried stuttering an excuse.

“Wh-wh-what I meant was—“

“You’re cute too Levi!” You exclaimed.

“C-cute…?” He didn’t seem too enthused at being called cute although he was still blushing.

“Yes. And handsome.” You said matter of factly.

“Huh! N-no way. Not some gross normie otaku like me!”

You shook your head and glared at him and he gulped in surprise.

“Stop putting yourself down. Are you saying I’m a bad judge?”

He looked shocked and shook his head. “N-no. Everything you do and say is perfect.”

“We’ll I wouldn’t go that far…”

“Oh no, did I say something stupid? Ugh!”

Levi tried to back away but you didn’t let him and wrapped your arms around him. “Don’t worry. You didn’t say anything wrong. Now come on. We’re watching Christmas movies, aren’t we? I’ve been really excited about this.”

“M-me too. I’ve been excited too…B-Because…” he whispered the last part too quietly for you to hear so you leaned in face close to his.

Leviathan blinked in surprise. Assuming you’d heard him confess his feelings, he leaned in to meet your lips.

You were surprised he’d be so bold and realized what he must’ve said as he cupped your cheek with his hand. You blushed and grinned into the gentle touch of your lips.

The kiss was a little awkward but it meant everything to you. He finally pulled away, red and you’re face matched his. You weren’t expecting him to finally confess, it caught you by surprise.

“Hey, Levi…”

“Y-yeah?”

“Tell me again.”

“What? Like, do you want me to want me to have a heart attack? Lol.”

You shook your head and batted your eyes teasingly. His demon form slipped out in his excitement and nodded.

“Then I’ll tell you as many times as you want! I-I love you!”

[pretty-blkgirl]

Lixie Day

//gn!reader x Felix//

Synopsis: You surprise Felix for his birthday

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

A/N: It’s our Lixie’s birthday (in Korea at least lol). I actually like this a little, it’s super sweet. I love writing cute stories for him lmao

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It was around 2 AM when you crept back into the apartment you shared with Felix. He just came back home after the first leg of the group’s tour, while you had just gotten back from a business trip.

You told him you weren’t going to be back in time for his birthday, which made him incredibly sad. He missed you so much, but because of your jobs, you two rarely saw one another.

He expected you back at least a week from now since that’s when you told him you’d be back.

What he didn’t know was you were given the opportunity to come back home a lot earlier than planned.

You were going to tell him as soon as you got the news, but you wanted to surprise him, so you took the first flight you could back home.

Even though you were beyond tired, you were grateful for the fact that you were arriving on his birthday- super early at that. You two would have the entire day together.

When you landed, you got a ride and basically had them speed all the way to your apartment.

Han’s birthday was the previous day, and the guys had a tradition where they’d celebrate Han’s birthday all the way until midnight, and then they’d sing Happy Birthday to Lix.

You texted Chan when you landed so he’d keep Felix out a little longer.

So when you walked into the apartment, you swiftly showered, put on some pajamas, and then grabbed the gift you had gotten him from your suitcase.

It was a diamond bracelet. You know he hates it when you spend money on him, but you remember him talking about it, so you immediately bought it.

It was truly gorgeous, and you felt jewelry so pretty needed to be worn by someone just as pretty.

After a few minutes of waiting, Felix came home around 2:45. You were sitting on the bed, listening nervously as he said his goodbyes to Chan and closed the door.

You listened to his footsteps before they suddenly stopped.

“Y/N?” He yelled, making you panic a little. You started to wonder how he realized you were home, but before you could guess why, he ran into the room.

Tears immediately started to pool in your eyes when you saw him. He looked so good despite only wearing a green hoodie with black sweatpants. His hair was tied back into a bun, and his freckles were on full display.

“Hi baby,” You smile. He’s still looking at you, a fond smile on his face.

“You’re here? Am I dreaming?” He asks, making you laugh

“I’m here! Surprise!”

You were about to start singing Happy Birthday until he tackled you on the bed. You began to giggle wildly as he lay on top of you.

“Baby! You’re heavy”

He ignored you, starting to kiss all over your face

You let him kiss you for a while before trying to push him off you so you could sit up, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Lix, can we get up?”

“No. Can’t we just lay here?”

You sigh lovingly, “We can, but I wanna give you your gift.”

He lays his head in the crook of your neck, inhaling slightly. You two lay in silence before he gets off you and helps you to sit up.

You take another good look at his face and catch a few tears leaving his eyes.

“Lixie, don’t cry! If you cry, then I’ll cry.”

He pouts and looks away. He desperately tried to hold in his cries, but it didn’t work for long. He missed you so much. He dreamt about you daily. He thought about you 24/7. He was so upset when you said you wouldn’t see him for another week, but for you to surprise him like this- he was beyond ecstatic.

“Sorry, it’s just….you just make me happy.”

You knew you would start crying if you looked at him for too long, so you grabbed his gift and gave it to him.

“You make me happier. I hope you like this.”

Before he opened it, you wiped his tears away. He rolled his eyes playfully but kissed your cheek in appreciation.

“Open it, Lixie”

He did as told. His eyes immediately widened when he saw what was inside.

“Y/n…” He says, making your stomach drop a little. Did he not like it? He didn’t look happy…but he was not sad. Just shocked. Maybe it was a good type of shock. Or not?

Your mind continued to race until he pulled you into a tight hug.

“I love it,” He says, making you relax.

You two stayed in the hug for a long while, mainly because you missed one another. You let go eventually, taking the bracelet out and helping him put it on.

“I remember you talking about how much you liked it. So I got it for you.”

He admires the jewelry, “Thank you, baby. But it’s so expensive.”

“Doesn’t matter. I got it because I wanted to make you happy. I love you.”

He takes his eyes off the bracelet and looks at you, eyes full of nothing but pure love, “I love you more.”

He leans in, giving you a long, sweet kiss.

When you pull away, you say, “Happy birthday Lix.”

[mjso-soupp]

Can I have the S boys reaction to an s/o with a very big mouth, and I don’t mean they talk a lot, I mean they quite literally have a bigger mouth than the average person. They probably went to a fast food place like one time and watched them devour a giant burger in like three bites.

S/O With Large Mouth

this one honestly had me like?? Idk it was funny but I don’t take reactions so i made this headcanons.

Shuu

•Probably finds a way to make this dirty, like honestly “What that mouth do”

•I don't think he would think of it as icky but more as a “oh wow, ok.”

•Can’t help but laugh when he sees your cheeks full of food like a chipmunk.

•”You’re already done with yours? Cut mine up and feed it to me.”

•Takes note of this the next time you tease him and get him riled up, your jaw will be put to use lol.

•”You don't have to eat so fast, I’m still eating.”

Reiji

•Wouldn’t like it at all.

•He would find it very icky and awkward, considering he’s already awkward enough he doesn’t need more of that in a S/O

•Reiji is honestly a mean girl, he didn’t even order a burger just like maybe some fries if he’s feeling scandalous lol.

•”Absolutely not, will I seriously have to teach you how to eat properly?”

•Probably would cut contact over this, Reiji is such an easy to embarrass person.

Ayato

•Tries to make it into a competition, he won’t even tell you though.

•Now everytime he takes you to eat fast food or anywhere really, he will silently try to finish his food before you.

•Whenever he finally does, he would scream “Ahah! I finished my food before you!”

•Would definitely have a stomach ache on the way back home though, and definitely makes it your problem.

•As far as his reaction, he definitely would make some very mean insults about it, and some dirty jokes of course.

•“Damn, I didn’t know you were big like that,”

•“I might have to put that mouth to use.”

Kanato

•I can’t decide whether he would be angry or like huh?

•It wouldn’t exactly appeal to him because dolls have small mouths and that isn’t ideal to him.

•But would also like to enjoy sweets with you and eat all day.

•“Stop that now, you are eating too fast to my liking. You’re going to dirty the dress I chose.”

•Or “Let’s share this footlong cookie from subway.” /j

•Honestly he would find it annoying in the end though.

Laito

•Very amusing to him, also slightly icky.

•Of course, like his other brothers, he would make it into something dirty.

•“I didn’t know you could do that Bitch-chan!”

•With a big fat smirk plastered on his face, he knows what he’s doing.

•Would lick any residue off your cheek and encourage you to eat slower.

•Maybe just a bit icky because he knows that’s how crazy he gets when he sucks blood?

•He mentioned in a CD that he likes biting from Yui’s thigh best because of how it sticks to the back of his throat.

Subaru

•He has absolutely no room to talk.

•This man has a belly on him, he will finish his food in the same amount of time.

•He eats like a boy, so when he sees your cheeks full of food and plate almost empty he’ll laugh but gets real humbled after choking on his own food stuffed in his cheeks.

•“Damn slow down! ya don’t even need to eat that fast.”

•Honestly loves the fact his S/O can eat though, he won’t tease as much as his other brothers.

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Li Zeyan’s Metropolis Date (Eng Translation)

⌚Warning⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a date, 都会之约, that is yet to be released on the global server! ♡

[Translation under the cut]

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【Important Notes】 

some of you might already know this, especially those of you who follow my translations, but still gonna explain since it’s the pivotal point of this date 🤭

The term “哥哥” (gēge) literally translates to “elder brother”, you might be more familiar with the Korean or Japanese alternatives of this term (oppa/ onii-chan). if not used to address your own elder brother, you wouldn’t dare to use it with just anyone – so, when a Chinese girl addresses a boy as her “gege”, she’d use it to address sb she has a very close/ intimate relationship with, address her boyfriend, or take the leap and address a guy she has a crush on to be cutesy LOL. which is why the use of “gege” in this date is so multifaceted — the term which was initially used as a courtesy becomes a “barrier” in fear of being “friend-zoned”, but makes come back in the parts when used by MC’s friends to tease her or when MC hesitates to address him as “gege” in private b/c of the crush connotation haha.

✦ the use of “gege” with the connotation of boyfriend/ crush prevails in the canon verse too, MC used to address Li Zeyan by this term when they were little and after the first comeback, we’ve had MC use this term many times in the past years: ♡

setting and timeline:

the present day story takes place in New York, around 1925/27, and before the great depression (1929).

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【Chapter 1】 

Hubbubs of laughter intermittently resonate from the stretch convertible as it glides through the night, weaving through the distant and nearby lights before coming to a halt in the front courtyard of the mansion.

Myself and a few female friends of mine, slightly tipsy and carrying a faint scent of alcohol, support the ornate headpieces wobbling on our heads as we step down from the car, laughing and playfully nudging one another.

Female Friend: Can you believe Jennifer actually invited that actor! Seriously, when our eyes met, I was practically drowning in those eyes; I didn’t even hear a word he said…

Thinking back to that man whose words were dripped with flattery, I lazily let out a yawn.

MC: Enough, Louise. Perhaps your brain is just filtering out those unpleasant bits of news, you know?

MC: He should thank his lucky stars for starring in a silent movie; otherwise, no one would buy into his performance.

MC: If it weren’t for Jennifer, the editor-in-chief, insisting, I wouldn’t even want to mention his name in the article chronicling tonight’s nightlife… it’s just a waste of space for another line.

Amidst the laughter of the girls, I suddenly seem to feel a certain gaze on me. I stop talking and turn my eyes in the direction of home. Sure enough, I spot a familiar figure.

With one hand resting on the marble railing of the terrace, Li Zeyan looks in my direction, his eyes lowered. The light outlines his physique, carving out a slender silhouette.

Through the thick darkness of the night, those somber eyes lock with mine for a moment. Then, he turns and walks into the villa.

Female Friend: Would you look at that, your old-fashioned gege is still awake at this hour… Could he be waiting for you?

I receive a teasing elbow nudge from my friend, but I offer no retort.

“Old-fashioned.” That term does seem to match him quite well.

In this era where there is never any shortage of merrymaking, he rarely makes appearances at gatherings like banquets and social clubs.

Tonight, before heading out, I asked him if he would like to accompany me, and unsurprisingly, I was met with a rejection.

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LZY: No, I have no intention of attending.

LZY: It’s not that I have any other rendezvous to make an appearance at, but I do have more pressing matters to take care of.

LZY: You go ahead, but don’t stay out too late.

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Perhaps he does have something else he’s really eager to pursue, or perhaps he simply wants to steer clear of certain people… who knows?

Reflecting on the unexplained decrease in our interactions since becoming adults, a hint of melancholy suddenly settles into my heart. I press my lips together, incline my head, and speak nonchalantly as if unaffected.

MC: [blushing]  It isn’t something worth caring about, is it? Anyway, he’s not my “real gege”...

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Creak—

The sound of the gate slowly being pushed open rings out in my ears. I turn my head and see Li Zeyan behind the door, quietly arching an eyebrow. Undoubtedly, he has heard what I just said.

A flicker of guilt passes through me. Aware of my companions’ fixed gazes behind me, I walk into the house with my chest held high, close the door behind me, and walk past Li Zeyan.

LZY: Had a good time?

MC: Oh, it was pretty good… the atmosphere at the whole banquet was quite lively.

MC: Jennifer also showed us the new gemstone she recently bought. It was so… sparkling!

I nonchalantly remove my gloves and fling them onto the sofa, envy in my eyes as I raise my hands to gesture an approximate size in front of Li Zeyan. A light chuckle reaches my ears.

LZY: If you fancy it, you can expect to receive an even finer one in the future.

MC: [blushing] I wish, but the qualities of the gemstones in New York in recent times have been really unappealing.

Li Zeyan’s eyes travel over my absent-mindedly pursed lips, but he doesn’t comment on anything. Instead, he simply taps his fingertips on the staircase railing rhythmically.

The air lapses into silence again, with only the swaying shadows of the trees playing on the floor of the hall. I stifle a yawn and walk past him as if nothing has happened.

MC: Alright, I’m going to go and hit the hay in my room. Tomorrow, there’s still…

LZY: MC.

Suddenly, a low whisper reaches my ears from behind. My hand gripping the railing pauses, and I stand on the stairs, turning to look back at Li Zeyan.

His intense gaze bores deep into me, and the emotions in his deep-set eyes appear more complex and difficult to discern than at any time in the past. After a moment, he finally speaks.

LZY: There’s something I believe I need to tell you.

LZY: Next week, I’ll be moving away from home.

MC: …

My lips part, and my heart suddenly pauses for one beat. My eyes wander over his face, trying to find any hint of jest in his words.

Did he say this in a fit of pique because of what I said earlier? But he’s clearly not the kind of person to behave like this…

While I stare at him with bewilderment and helplessness, Li Zeyan offers me no additional explanation. His brooding eyes trace over the intentionally rolled-up hem of my skirt before resting on my face.

LZY: Your father is waiting for us in the living room.

LZY: Come over after you’ve changed your clothes.

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【Chapter 2】 

I rush back to my room at lightning speed and take off the intricate and ornate feather headpiece from my head.

After changing into a dress that won’t elicit resigned criticism from my father, I head down the stairs in the direction of the living room, my mind in turmoil.

The sparkling crystal chandelier bathes the spacious room ahead in bright light. From a distance, I can hear the sound of gratified laughter, intermingled with my father’s heartfelt sighs.��

MC’s Father: …Zeyan, don’t ever speak such words. If the disaster of that year had befallen me, your parents would have made the same choice.

MC’s Father: I remember when you first came to this home, MC was only five years old–– clinging to you all the time like a piece of sticky candy, oblivious to day and night. [1]

MC: Why is it that the moment I step in, I hear you speaking ill of me~

I walk over to my father and give him a kiss on the cheek, then take my seat next to Li Zeyan naturally.

He holds my gaze briefly before averting his eyes, but his tone carries a subtle softness that is almost imperceptible.

LZY: She was no bother. If anything, I find myself missing those times, too.

LZY: A plate of cookies was all she needed, and she’d joyfully sit by my desk, reading storybooks with me all night long.

MC: …I also really liked gege back then. No matter the time, you were always there to accompany me.

My father laughs, a wistful expression on his face. I also lift the corners of my lips to match the atmosphere, but my gaze lingers inquisitively on Li Zeyan’s elegant side profile.

Leaving… why did he have this idea all of a sudden?

I used to believe that no matter how much time elapsed… he would naturally remain by my side as a matter of course.

But this decision that came like a bolt from the blue seems to be telling me that I’m the only one who thought that way.

LZY: Yes, I’ve been keeping an eye on a promising aviation company. Their airplanes…

LZY: A number of stocks I acquired in the past few years have yielded good profits. After liquidating, my plans for the next steps include…

A baritone voice resounds from the seat next to me. Li Zeyan is recounting eloquently, seemingly answering some questions from my father, but I can’t pay attention in the slightest.

MC’s Father: …MC, won’t you raise a glass to your gege’s future?

My lower leg under the long table is gently touched, snapping me back to reality. I glance over to see Li Zeyan leisurely leaning back in his chair, his leather shoe brushing past me.

The brief touch just now was probably just an inadvertent act since he was shifting his sitting posture. However, it brings my attention to the fact that I’ve been staring at him for quite some time.

I let out a cough as an afterthought and quickly glance at my father.

MC: My apologies, I was a little lost in my thoughts just now, so…

MC’s Father: Of course, I am just as reluctant to part with him as you are… but I’m confident that when the time is right, Zeyan will come back to visit us.

This matter-of-fact comforting solace sweeps over my heart, gently veiling a certain “expectation” that I have never voiced.

An indescribable sourness swells within me. I raise my wine glass towards Li Zeyan beside me, wearing the same naive and coquettish smile as usual.

MC: …gege, here’s to every expectation of yours turning into reality.

Li Zeyan lowers his eyes, his slender fingertips promptly picking up a goblet glass from the table. Then, he leans in slightly towards me.

Accompanied by the soft clink of glasses, his deep and low voice resonates in my ears.

LZY: Thank you. I really like this toast.

LZY: I’ll turn these words into reality.

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The moonlight behind the floor-to-ceiling windows filters through the sheer curtains, casting long and slender beams. I toss and turn on the soft bed for a long time before finally sitting up.

…Even if everything seems to be set in stone, I still want to fight for that last shred of possibility to make this man stay.

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It’s very late at night, and the corridor is empty and quiet. I tread lightly past the door of my father’s room, then head briskly towards Li Zeyan’s room at the end of the corridor.

From a distance, I can see a sliver of light escaping from the room–– to my surprise, his door is only partially closed.

A soft meow reaches my ears. Holding my breath, I watch Li Zeyan seated on the sofa, comforting Betty, whose hind paws are entangled in a ball of yarn.

He cradles it in his arms with one hand, and his well-defined hand trails down the cat’s back, with a touch just right that is neither too firm nor too gentle, preventing its struggling attempts.

His fingertips swiftly probe into the entangled mess of threads. With a few simple movements, the trapped paws are liberated.

Betty: Meow~

Betty purrs contentedly, nuzzling its head against Li Zeyan’s shoulder. His eyes also seem to be dyed with a subtle smile.

The familiar scene overlaps with memories of the past, and suddenly, I feel a little dazed.

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Under the ardent daylight, the greenery in the courtyard stretched ponderously.

The doors and windows lining both sides of the mansion had been opened early in the morning, allowing the summer breeze to weave through unhindered, bringing with it a touch of rare, refreshing coolness.

I was huffing in anger as I strode down the corridor, heading towards Li Zeyan’s room in the most familiar manner, intending to “interrogate” him.

MC: GEGE! Did you stop…

I walked into his room, only to find a profound silence all around. Li Zeyan was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and seemed to have drifted off to sleep.

Perhaps to block the dancing spots of dazzling sunlight, he casually rested the back of his left hand on his forehead, casting a gentle shadow over his eyelids.

His slender legs were rarely in such a relaxed posture, crossing casually. The business book in his hand had slipped to the floor at some point; its pages were blown by the breeze, producing a rustling sound.

Without realizing it, I lightened my steps and walked to the side of the sofa. I gazed at his dark strands of hair cascading down, gently resting on the prominent bridge of his nose.

Perhaps it was the light, but I suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some subtle changes on this face that I saw day and night.

Had his jawline become sharper? Or perhaps the knuckles of his hands seemed a little more pronounced? I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.

I could only feel my heartbeat accelerating for no apparent reason, as though something that had been overlooked for a long time was now breaking through the surface.

As if drawn by an inexplicable attraction, I involuntarily leaned down towards him, wanting to touch his cheek. 

The next moment, I saw Li Zeyan suddenly open his eyes and lift his hand to clasp my wrist.

LZY: You…

He spoke in a low voice, his tone still carrying a hint of drowsiness. It seemed he regarded everything to be a dream.

His eyes took on a softer expression, and the hold of his palm on my hand did not loosen. Instead, he drew me even closer to him.

His breath caressed my face, and I could almost see my own reflection in his eyes. It was like almost in the next second, we would–––

MC’s Father: Where did you run off to… Betty?

My father’s inquiring voice suddenly echoed from a distance, akin to a pebble thrown into a lake, shattering the interplay of light and shadows before me.

Li Zeyan was frozen for a moment, and then a clarity flashed in his eyes as if finally waking up. He let go of my wrist. Suppressing the ineffable emotions in my heart, I swiftly distanced myself slightly.

LZY: …Why did you come in out of the blue?

MC: …the door was already ajar, and I didn’t know you were sleeping…

I muttered softly, but then I suddenly recalled something, my voice gaining a touch of confidence.

MC: I also have a question to ask. When James checked with you about whether I was available for a trip to the island next week, why did you reject him on my behalf?

Li Zeyan didn’t respond right away; he lowered his hand and picked up the rumpled book from the carpet.

LZY: Your father mentioned we have to go to the horse ranch next week; looks like you forgot.

LZY: Besides, there is no need to get involved with a guy whose family business is going downhill, yet he still dates a different girl every week.

MC: [girlie is stumped and flushed haha]  But before this, you said about Oren that he was secretly lingering in underground bars!

Li Zeyan calmly flipped open a page, not making eye contact with me.

LZY: [HEAVENS THE WAY HIS TONE DROPS HERE] I’m simply stating the facts. Besides, you’ll have better choices.

MC: Like who?

In my frustration, I kept pushing for an answer, but then, the air suddenly lapsed into silence, and Li Zeyan’s fingertips also came to a pause.

My heart suddenly began racing by a few beats, and I stood up from the sofa in an attempt to conceal myself.

MC: …anyway, I won’t allow you to interfere in this matter anymore!

In a rush, I walked towards the door as I spoke. But suddenly, I heard Li Zeyan calling out my name.

I turned around. The daylight outside the window had already transformed into the fading colors of twilight, and with that light falling on his back, I heard him speak.

LZY: I will give you that answer in the future.

LZY: Until then, don’t barge into my room unannounced like this again.

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[Tidbits]:

[1] MC’s dad mentions a specific type of candy here (牛皮糖 - nǚpítáng), which is made from sugar and sesame seeds; and has a chewy and sticky texture.

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【Chapter 3】 

LZY: Come on inside, I haven’t locked the door.

Li Zeyan’s voice suddenly transmits from the room. I snap back to reality, only to realize that my hand, which I raised to knock, has been hanging in mid-air for quite some time.

Tightening my lips, I calmly walk into the room and seat myself next to him on the sofa, my eyes scanning the room.

In the long time that followed afterward, I have refrained from setting foot in this room again. In stark contrast to my memories, the surroundings appear conspicuously emptier.

In one corner of the room, a leather suitcase lay open… the realization of the fact that this person is leaving suddenly becomes palpable.

LZY: You’re here at this hour; is something wrong?

MC: [blushing]  …you can’t leave!

Two voices collide in unison. Before I can even register the situation, I have already grabbed hold of his hand.

LZY: …

The hazy lighting interweaves with the moonlight, and something seems to flash across Li Zeyan’s expression for a brief moment.

A searing warmth transmits from his palm, and in belated realization, I draw back my fingertips. However, I feel my hand being discreetly clasped, as if he is unwilling to let me escape.

LZY: What’s your reason for saying that?

MC: It’s not for any reason. I just want… gege to always remain by my side.

Even though it has been a long time since I have addressed him by that term when we are alone with each other, I still purposely soften my tone. I can’t help but expect that Li Zeyan would, just like in our childhood, give me that helpless glance and yield to my coquettish demands.

A silence hangs in the air as Li Zeyan lowers his gaze to mine. In the next moment, his palm enveloping my wrist loosens ever so slightly.

LZY: MC, I am not the same as the toys you wanted when we were little.

LZY: Just the word that you “want” this is not a reason enough to sway me.

I’m slightly stumped and speak without thinking.

MC: But we’ve been living a good life for all this time, haven’t we?

MC: We have the ancestral estates and assets, a steady stream of income… I don’t understand why you’d want to make any changes.

Li Zeyan lets out a very soft chuckle and tilts his head towards the window.

The lights of the distant structures shimmer brightly, reminiscent of a flowing banquet in the boundless night. They reflect in his eyes, exuding a mix of pride and ambition.

LZY: There is nothing in this world that remains unchanged forever, MC.

LZY: Even the prosperity that you indulge in today began after the soldiers returned from the European battlefield.

LZY: Everything we see now was beyond imagination just a few years ago.

LZY: This era can sweep away all outdated existence, and at the same time, it can also give people everything they desire… as long as they can grab hold of it.

Li Zeyan shifts his gaze back to me as he says this. Even though his tone seems to be gentler than usual, it also carries a hint of unswerving determination.

LZY: So, I had already made this decision a long time ago.

MC: …when?

Did it stem from the day he made his first profit in the stock market, relying on his own business acumen? Or was it when he caught the wind of the other “old money” people gossiping about him? Or perhaps it was even earlier?

In a state of bewilderment and urgency, I await a response, but Li Zeyan doesn’t answer my question. Instead, he just gazes at me fixedly, leaning slightly in my direction.

The tranquil glow of the lights paints his eyelashes, and my heart pounds wildly as I watch Li Zeyan approach. He lifts his hand, tucking a strand of hair that was lingering by my cheek behind my ear––

–– like an explanation, or perhaps a reassuring promise.

LZY: [in the most tender tone possible x1]  I am so happy that you’re here to persuade me to stay.

LZY: [x2]  But, there are certain things I want that I can only obtain by leaving.

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Jennifer: Alright, honey, I’m not here to rush you about the manuscript or anything, even though that special column you promised me has been overdue for a solid three weeks~

My friend’s teasing reaches me through the light fabric. I pull down the covers sullenly, glancing at the blonde girl sitting at the edge of the bed.

MC: Once I’m back in the writing zone, I’ll submit it to the magazine first thing… but, setting that aside, did you manage to find out any news about him?

Even though I don’t explicitly utter Li Zeyan’s name, Jennifer shrugs her shoulders.

Jennifer: You know, your gege rarely attends any banquets within the circle.

Jennifer: I’ve been making discreet inquiries on the airline side, but all I’ve found is that there’s this new guy named Victor, whose company has become a rising star in the industry… but it doesn’t seem to have any connections with him.

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[T/N]: Yes, his writers are using his EN name “Victor” as his pseudonym 😂😂

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I press my lips together, thinking back to the day Li Zeyan left and how I was so angry that I refused to see him for one last time.

If only I had known earlier, I would have abandoned those inexplicable emotions, opened the door, and had a few words with him.

Jennifer: I have an idea. What if we were to spread the word that you’re planning to hold a banquet at the estate next month to reveal the person you’ve chosen to be your fiancé?

Jennifer: If he does have the intention toward you, there is no way he will able to keep it hidden.

I blink. This suggestion sends a few ripples through my heart–– daring as it is, it might be the most effective method.

With my tacit approval, this piece of news spreads from the mansion along with Jennifer’s departure, gradually circulating from one banquet to another.

Half a month slips away rapidly, yet I still don’t hear any updates. The day of the banquet approaches amidst apprehension and anticipation.

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Large swaths of Phalaenopsis and Dendrobium orchids embellish various corners of the entire property, delicate and beautiful. Under the crystal chandeliers, the elegant fragrance of the flowers intermingle with the intense scent of perfumes, pervading the air.

With a smile, I express thanks or greetings to those who approach to congratulate me in pairs or groups, but my eyes continue to search for that figure I’ve been waiting for amidst the passing crowd.

Suddenly, a figure in a suit and leather shoes blocks my sight. A tall man walks over, raising his glass in a toast toward me.

Man: I’m Adam Arnott, a classmate of Jennifer’s from the academy.

The surname makes me realize that he hails from another wealthy family. I nod politely. However, the man shows no intention of leaving.

Man: I heard from Jennifer that you have a column in her magazine? Honestly, I find that quite impressive.

Man: In terms of killing time, it’s much more meaningful than being obsessed about choosing jewelry. Perhaps we can chat more…

Despite his courteous choice of words, the subtle condescension in his language leaves me agitated. I turn sideways with indifference, picking up a cupcake.

MC: Allow me to correct you. I don’t consider it as “something to kill time.” Had you read my articles, you wouldn’t have had that kind of judgment.

Man: Miss MC, you surely do not treat it as some serious work, do you? Forgive my bluntness, but it seems rather meaningless for people like us.

The way his attitude drips of being pampered as though he were a prince causes me to furrow my brows. Subconsciously, Li Zeyan’s image surfaces in my mind.

MC: Well, in that case, here’s to the everlasting prosperity of your family’s business… however, I’ve heard that nothing in this world remains unchanged forever.

The other party probably wasn’t expecting me to counter like this, causing the expression on his face to turn somewhat unpleasant.

Man: Why don’t we ask the talk of the town, the “new money” person, and whose viewpoint he stands by… Mr. Victor?

I nonchalantly turn my head and observe this rumored aviation tycoon from behind, involuntarily raising an eyebrow.

His slender physique is wrapped in a royal blue suit, complemented by a black and white polka dot tie around his neck. He stands out among the crowd of men, looking effortless yet debonair.

–– It’s the men’s fashion style I recommended in my articles. This person has actually read my column very carefully.

The corners of my lips can’t help but curl up slightly, watching that tall, straight figure turn around. But the instant I clearly see his visage, my lips part involuntarily.

With my heart beating like a drum, he walks to my side at a pace that is neither too fast nor too slow, bringing with him a subtle scent of sandalwood.

LZY: Of course, I stand by her viewpoint.

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【Chapter 4】 

My eyes widen, and my gaze sweeps across the face of the person in front of me without even a single blink.

Perhaps due to the Southern sunshine, his complexion seems a shade deeper compared to the last time we saw each other, but his facial contours appear to be even more pronounced.

The fringes that he used to groom in a “proper” manner have now been slicked back into the trendiest hairstyle of the moment, showcasing his deep-set eyes and prominently arched eyebrows.

A pair of thin-rimmed glasses rest halfway on the bridge of his nose, not quite settled, and he casually pushes them up with his finger pad.

Through the lenses, a glimmer of smile seems to be shining in those deep eyes… or perhaps revealing certain emotions that were veiled in the past, but now, at this moment, seem evident with greater clarity.

LZY: The cream is about to melt.

As Li Zeyan speaks, he effortlessly takes the wobbling cupcake from my hand.

His broad and slender hand, wrapped in a moon-white glove, extends to pass me a piece of handkerchief.

Casual and comfortable, as if it weren’t a reunion after so long of separation, but rather our everyday interaction from back when we were still together at home.

I suppress the indescribable mix of sourness and joy in my heart, watching as the man converses with the people around him before raising an eyebrow.

Man: Ah, so you’re so Miss MC’s gege? Well, I suppose that explains your biased comment.

LZY: I believe the words I said just now are sufficiently objective.

LZY: If I’m not mistaken, with the inauguration of transatlantic flight routes, the stocks of shipping companies dropped at least ten percent. Your family’s business should be no exception.

LZY: To be able to maintain such unwavering optimism even in the midst of all these… I must say, Mr. Arnott’s attitude is truly admirable.

The man’s countenance grows slightly more ashen, while Li Zeyan stands next to me, calmly raising his glass to the crowd.

LZY: I rarely attend any social gatherings, so I haven’t formally announced it in a public setting. But six months ago, I had already disaffiliated myself from MC’s family.

LZY: And I’m not attending this banquet today in the identity of her “gege.”

I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but the tone of his latter statement seemed to have a slightly slower pace, triggering my heartbeat to accelerate uncontrollably.

Not as my “gege”… then, in what identity did he come? Perhaps, he knows about the news I’ve put out?

I clink my goblet glass with him, trying my hardest to maintain my usual casual expression, and lift my head slightly.

MC: I suppose I ought to be thanking you. After all, you’ve just returned, and here you are, immediately coming to my rescue.

Li Zeyan and I hold each other’s gazes for a brief moment. A subtle curve graces the corners of his lips as he also softens his voice.

LZY: I was being sincere, though.

LZY: I haven’t missed a single column you’ve written in  《The New Yorker》.

A wave of warmth accompanies his words, traveling from my ears to the throbbing center in my chest.

I gaze into those familiar and serene eyes, gently tapping the tie hanging down from his neck.

MC: Well, in that case, allow this writer to make one more suggestion.

MC: If it were replaced with a corrugated pattern in the same color, it would complement your suit today even better.

Li Zeyan sets down the goblet glass in his hand on the long table.

LZY: I didn’t bring an extra tie. Can I leave it to your care?

MC: Of course, come with me.

As I speak, my hand that was initially reaching to grasp his palm pauses mid-motion, and in the end, I settle for only holding onto his cuff.

He and I walk through the clustered bouquets of flowers and the crowd of people in their fragrant clothes, making our way toward the upper floor of the hall in a manner that couldn’t be more familiar.

Eyes from all around fall upon our departing figures. I don’t know if these people noticed anything, but I don’t care either.

All I know is that from the moment of parting, the thought that I painstakingly disregarded for the longest time became gradually clear: I desire to be with him in an identity that goes beyond our familial ties.

Will he be angry? Or will he helplessly discourage my intentions? Or perhaps, in reality, he does harbor certain unspoken feelings towards me…

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Suppressing my tumultuous heartbeat, I close the door, and the chatter and music outside finally fade away.

The air falls silent for a moment. I let go of Li Zeyan’s cuff, turn around to rummage through the intricate accessories, and speak as if casually inquiring.

MC: Finally, I can breathe a sigh of relief… have you had a chance to meet Daddy yet?

LZY: [the muted joy in his tone HHHHH]  Yeah, I went to his room to say hello after coming back, and we talked for a long time.

MC: Ah, he must’ve been so delighted; after all, he reminisces about you every now and then. “If Zeyan were here…,” is a sentence he says more often than not.

I exaggeratedly mimic my father’s manner of speaking, and my eyes secretly fall on Li Zeyan, hoping to catch his expression.

MC: You said earlier, “not as my gege”... then, in what identity are you here?

Maintaining a brisk tone, I continue sifting through without pausing my movements, as if this will be able to cloak my erratic heartbeat.

Li Zeyan doesn’t answer my question, and his footsteps come to a stop behind me. Even though there is a somewhat elusive distance between us, I can almost feel his body heat.

LZY: I’m not the one who can give that answer.

I turn around, somewhat puzzled, only to see a black, gold-plated box being extended towards me.

The huge ruby inside, set against the velvet backdrop, sparkles with a flash of dazzling brilliance.

MC: This…

LZY: A gift for you. A certain someone mentioned before that the quality of gemstones in New York isn’t good enough these days.

LZY: So, it was transported here on my company’s first transatlantic flight, all the way from Europe.

Li Zeyan removes the ruby from the box as he speaks, placing it in the palm of my hand.

The slight coolness of the gemstone accompanies the warmth of his fingertips, and I hear Li Zeyan speak in a soft tone.

LZY: Even the most impossible fantasies can become reality.

LZY: MC, as long as you say the word.

I’m utterly dazed, suddenly recalling the brief conversation we had under the stairs the night before Li Zeyan left.

From the past to the present, he has always borne the weight of all my wishes, even if I’ve only mentioned them in passing.

The sound of my heartbeat drums against my ears. Without uttering a word, I simply tug on his tie and rise on tiptoes towards this man who used to be my “gege.”

The distance between us bridges bit by bit, my somewhat quivering breath fanning across Li Zeyan’s face.

He watches me in complete silence, his eyes burning. He seems to be waiting for some form of confirmation, yet he doesn’t evade my actions.

That is, until, a fleeting kiss lands on the edge of his lips, and we briefly exchange our warmth with each other. I pull back slightly, avert my eyes, and speak.

MC: …what if this is what I desire?

LZY: …

I don’t hear his response. In the next second, my waist is suddenly shackled in place.

A deep kiss, which has been held in check for a long time, finally descends, erasing the last vestige of distance.

Two sets of lips that have never touched each other before roll back and forth, their inexperienced and slightly shaky intertwining exchange breaths that have long been familiar but never explored so deeply.

In those eyes of his, I see emotions mirroring my own. Patiently restrained feelings, a fluttering heart… but now added with a touch of certainty.

LZY: I’ve probably held onto this expectation for longer than you.

LZY: What I longed for has always been right there within sight… and you made it a reality for me.

The brilliant chandelier overhead leaves shimmering spots in the field of vision, leaving one slightly dizzy. It feels like a firework that has been brewing for a long time has finally burst forth.

Turns out, we both harbored the same feelings all along.

The eyes that turned to look back when we passed by each other, the hands that reached out to touch only to retract… all the entanglements and poignant emotions of the past gently dissipate in this moment.

I close my eyes and hear his voice resonate, but now carrying with it a deeper undertone of mirth than ever before.

LZY: Allow this gem to be a commemoration of this special occasion.

LZY: For that first dance in a while, how about sharing it with me?

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[Tidbits]:

[2] so in love with this imagery here. “白月光” (white moonlight) in chinese means first love but it comes with the connotation of something “unattainable.” here, it’s the color of his gloves, the “barrier” between their hands truly touching~ 🤧

[3] “ruby” is a symbol of passion, protection, everlasting love-- indeed the perfect move for Li Zeyan to choose this stone as his ~betrothal gift~ 🥺

[4] welp, if it wasn’t clear already LOL, sharing the “first dance” at this banquet is their official announcement of their engagement~ 🤭🤧

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Shachi x Reader - Explicit Content

ITS HEREEEEE Sorry everyone I suck at banners and dividers I hope this is okay? If you hate it lemme know so I don't use it again lol I needed some Shachi thigh riding in my life and it delved into some cock sliding too oops! 🥵💕 Content Warnings: Implied afab reader (no direct mention of reader genitals or pronouns, one mention of breasts), briefly mentioned drinking in the beginning, semi-public sex, thigh riding, cock sliding, and overall desperate in love Shachi!!! My Beloved!!!! Fic Summary: You and Shachi have a few drinks with the crew after shift change and proceed to get handsier and handsier with each other until you're barely making it to your room! Rated: Explicit Word Count: 810

You’d both had some drinks with everyone after shift change and had already been getting handsier and handsier with each other as the night went on.

It started with Shachi undoing the top half of his suit a few drinks in and tying it around his waist, leaving his sculpted and tattooed arms on display in his tank top right there next to you, already getting a little flustered, your face would only burn brighter as he threw one of those arms around your shoulder and pulled you close you’d try to hide in your drink, try to get drunk off the liquor instead of Shachi’s laugh.

But then you would be starting to get into your drinks and your hand would be on his thigh, and he’d be blushing and whispering in your ear about how much he missed you that day and how cute you look wrapped up in him while giving you little tickles, your hand sliding up his thigh, his lips brushing against your ear when you giggle,

“Ahh, you’re so cute y/n- chan, I love seeing you get all blushy and giggly for me~”

then his lips would press softly against your neck and make you gasp-

And then you’d be just as surprised as Shachi when Penguin elbows the shit out of him from the other side , both of you having forgotten about the rest of the crew so wrapped up in each other.

You’d be sheepish and embarrassed at having gotten so intimate in public and hide in Shachi’s chest, butterflies in your stomach from the dopey smile on his face as he snapped back at Penguin for being jealous before leading you out towards your rooms, hands intertwined and pulses racing

But neither of you would make it very far before finding your hands and lips all over each other.

You’d have him back against the wall, hat falling to the ground unnoticed by your mutual urgency. The overwhelming heat radiating from his body fanning your desire as you kissed up his neck, relishing in the shivers that run down his body when you wind your hand in his soft curls, kissing him desperately as he groans and squeezes your ass before pulling you up by your thighs, sliding you up his leg and nipping at your ear. Your arousal pooling between your legs, Shachi’s breath hot on your neck as he started to babble,

“God, y/n, you don’t know what you do to me, you’re so beautiful like this, let me give you anything you want, please”

You’d find yourself nodding along to anything he said, unable to stop yourself from bucking your hips, grinding along his strong thigh and melting under his touch as he clutches at you like you’re everything he’s ever wanted. His name on your lips as his sharp teeth graze your neck and you’re riding his thigh with abandon, chasing your high to the background of Shachi’s worship, unable to process any of the words he’d said as you shudder against him, coming with his lips against yours.

But it wouldn’t be enough, breaking the kiss and leaning your forehead against his would leave you panting and desperate for Shachi even more than before, you’d lean over and whisper in his ear

“Now let’s make it to the room and let me take care of you“

You’d pull back, arms around his shoulders as he wraps your legs further up along his waist, rushing to his room with such enthusiasm it made you laugh from the euphoria rushing through you as he carried you through the door, kicking it shut with his foot and flopping you down gently on the bed with a grin and a kiss, a few tickles tossed in to make you squirm against him before you began to tug at his tank top and demand

“Now let’s get these fucking suits off”

Neither of you would waste any time discarding the offending clothing before falling back into each other, kissing roughly as you push him onto his back and straddle him, settling your dripping arousal along the length of his cock, Shachi would let out a loud moan as he threw his head back, his hands gripping at your thighs as you used him to chase another climax, your hands trailing up your body to grab at your breasts, his babbling picking up the more you slid your delicious heat over his cock

“God, yes, just like that, just like that! Y/N!”

You’d both come just like that, sliding over his cock making a mess all over Shachi, world going white as you reached your peak, you wouldn't even notice when Shachi flips you over before he’s kissing you gently

“God you’re so perfect, stay the night with me, please?”

And of course, how could you resist?

[axel-skz]

SEUNGMIN IN THE BUILDING!

A/N: I wrote this half asleep 😭 I keep changing my idea for the Felix story so I moved up posting Seungmins. I love this one-shot though, it’s so cute. Right, now, song roulette. AA WE GOT ‘WAITING FOR US’! I feel like it’s been too long since I listened to it. Damn.

(No cus why is he so cute? Who allowed him to be this cute? I think he would kill me if I ever actually called him cute.)

You and Seungmin had been together for a couple months now. It was heaven.

You didn’t realise heaven was this sarcastic but it was heaven nonetheless.

You both enjoyed each other’s company a lot so you spent, some would say, too much time together. Jeongin would see you and smirk, always comedically checking the surrounding area to see where Seungmin was.

It was annoying that he would be right about his jokes and Seungmin was always right there.

One day, you both were doing your own things but like, in the same room. Because where else would you be? He was… harassing one of the members over text while watching TV. You were gaming.

You guys hadn’t used pet names at all yet (aside from you calling him Minnie) so what came now… embarrassed you to no end.

‘Baby, can you pass me my drink,’ you stupidly said while being too distracted by a part in your game to notice.

Seungmin, the cute little menace, smirked. Now he has ammunition.

‘Am I tiny? Am I bald?’ He replied, unmoving.

‘What? Is that a riddle or something?’ You paused your game to look at him in confusion.

‘You called me baby, what makes you say that?’ He grinned, resting his head on his palm.

You began to turn more and more red, ‘I did not!’ Yeah, lying seems like a great option right now.

‘Are you… saying my ears are broken? I’m picking up soundwaves from the neighbourhood? Like a bat? ARE YOU SAYING I’M BATMAN?!’ He gasped dramatically.

You stared at him blankly, ‘sometimes I think back to when I asked you out and I wish someone had run me over so I didn’t.’

‘I’m batman apparently so I wouldn’t have let that happen, sugar bear,’ he seemed a little too eager now.

‘Omg, why are you this way?,’ you whined as you covered your face.

‘I don’t know what you mean, honey nugget, I thought this was what we were doing now,’ you glared at him.

‘It slipped out, ok?! Can we forget it please??’

‘Your baby just slipped out? Wow, wierd of you tell me that. Bit Tmi.’

You got up and walked over to him. He had this smug smile on his face. He also looked confused about what you were planning.

You sat next to him then suddenly started tickling him.

He hated that and you knew it. Giggles escaped his mouth and he couldn’t look mad while he was laughing his ass off.

Eventually you stopped, ‘had enough, sugar bear?’

‘Ok, ok! Yes, I’ll stop now,’ he glared at you so you booped his nose and he blushed.

It made you laugh as you got up and went to get your water.

You heard him say something but couldn’t make it out, you poked your head back to look in the living room, ‘what?’

He was blushing like crazy and looking anywhere but you as he spoke, ‘you can call me baby or whatever if you want…’

You smiled and didn’t tease him too much about it, ‘that sounds nice Minnie. You can call me sugar bear or whatever.’

He laughed a little and then continued with whatever he was doing on his phone. The rest of the night passed without a sugar bear or a honey nugget being mentioned :)

Seungmin: You are right. *he’s suddenly stood behind me with an axe in his hand (lol, get it? Axe, Axel, Axe, Axel? Ok yeah, I think you get it)* I would kill you.

We can talk about this… I swear… I only called you cute because… of… umm… hold on, wait… I swear I can think up a good reason…

Seungmin: TIMES UP!

insert high speed chase here

Meanwhile, the boys on the side, sit with popcorn and drinks.

Minho: if he doesn’t catch her, I’ll be very disappointed, I taught him better then that.

Bang chan: you know, this is why I don’t leave him alone with you anymore.

Minho shrugs: fair.

They all start cheering as he slowly catches up but then aw as he falls back again.

YOU GUYS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIENDS TOO! WHY AM I ALWAYS IN DANGER WHEN I’M AROUND YOU!

Felix: if you live, I’ll bake you something!

Oh damn, totally worth it.

And suddenly I’m Usain Bolt.

[good-beanswrites]

I was thinking of Hallucination and LCSYS again. Would you like to write something about what Mahiru was doing instead of performing at Hallucination?

Ah, yes!! In my mind she was there and everything was perfect 😭 But it was super fun to think of what/who could be convincing to her... I know Miho Okasaki had another performance at the time, so I tried to keep things generally in line with that. Even if I wasn't writing for you specifically, I know there's only one character who could talk Mahiru into it... (I kept getting hung up on pov/little details/transitions but I think I just need to post this as is lol 😂)

“Mikoto-kun!” Mahiru cupped the phone close to her at the sound of his voice. “Mahiru has big news! You’re the first to know!”

“Ah, is it okay if he’s the second to know?”

“Oh! Hey, John-kun!” 

As much as Mikoto was protective over Red’s name, he himself always encouraged the prisoners to call him John. It was something like an affectionate nickname at this point; an inside joke between him and the people who had experienced so much with him. Well, and also the hundreds of thousands of adoring fans that called him that…

“I can tell you! Oooh, Mahiru just got the call a minute ago!”

“What is it?”

“Do you remember that group holding the mental health talks from a few months ago? They were asking permission to use my videos at one of their events?”

“I remember.”

She felt her cheeks blush at the way he said it – of course he remembers, she hadn’t stopped talking about it for a month straight.

“Well, they’re holding a biiiiig presentation this time. Lots of smart professionals and famous influencers will be there!” She listed off some of the guest list. John wouldn’t know a lot of the beauty and health influencers, but maybe he’d recognize them from her many prior conversations. She’d said time and time again what an inspiration some of these people were during her life before, and turning it around now. “I mean, she’s Mahiru’s hero!!”

“That’s great! So, are they going to play your videos there, too? That’s –”

“– They want Mahiru to come and talk!” She squealed, unable to contain it anymore. Her feet danced a few steps around her kitchen. “They asked if I could be one of the speakers!”

“That’s amazing!”

“I’d get to talk about my life, and then answer some questions after. I’d get to talk to all the guests, and the other speakers! Can you believe it, John-kun? Me, meeting them in person!”

“I’m so proud of you!” She could hear the smile in his voice.

She took a deep inhale. “Mahiru is going to turn it down, of course.”

There was a pause as he processed the statement in her cheery tone. 

“...Eh!?”

“It’s right when Jackalope’s big show is scheduled. They couldn’t have planned it any worse!” She laughed. It was, after all, amusing at how poorly the timing had worked out. “It took all of us to persuade Fuuta-kun to agree to come, there’s no way I can back out now.”

“That’s different – he had nothing better to do, and you have this awesome opportunity!”

“No, no,” she shook her head, even if he couldn’t see the gesture. She kept her smile up. She had to.

“What about rescheduling? Or maybe you can travel between both?”

“It’s impossible, they’ve already started selling tickets for both. But there’s no need to worry, I’m going to have so much fun with you all!”

“It was such an honor to be asked, and you deserve that moment in the spotlight – yourself.”

“Oh, Mahiru could never do something so selfish! My mind is made up!”

There was another pause. If there was one thing everyone had learned about Mahiru, it was that it took quite a lot to un-make her mind, once set on something. 

“Alright. Can you do me one favor, though?”

“Of course! Anything for you, John-kun!”

“Don’t call the others yet. Take a few days to think about it. Really think about it. Actually… do tell Amane about it.”

“Amane-chan…?”

“But wait to tell everyone else.”

She pouted her lips. “But Mahiru was so excited to tell everybody…”

John gave a small laugh on the other end. “I know. Just try to wait a little bit.”

“I will, for your sake…”

“Trust me, it’s for yours.”

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She told Amane that night, peering into her room. The girl was separating some clothes, laying out her marching band uniform for the big game coming up. Amane responded similarly to John, her excitement turning to complete shock, even when Mahiru added her rational explanation. She started going through possible solutions, all of which Mahiru had already ruled out.

Finally, she asked, “why don’t you go to that event instead? You’ve gotten so much attention through Milgram, but this is something brand new. It’s something that you feel very passionately about.”

“You’re as silly as John-kun! If it was something helpful I’d think about it, but it’s just selfish. Just an excuse for Mahiru to be the center of attention, and meet people I want to meet. It would be so shameful to choose that over performing with you all.”

“But…” Amane’s expression was conflicted. 

“No buts!” Mahiru made a fluttery gesture to the uniform laid out on the bed. “You wouldn’t want to let down your band, would you? It’s like that! Now, dinner will be ready in just a minute, so hurry on down. I made your favorite tonight, and a special dessert in honor of your game~”

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“Mahiru-san?”

Mahiru looked up from her phone. She hurriedly closed the social media app she’d been scrolling through, checking on who would be attending the presentation. She’d read her favorite blog’s post about it about a dozen times, so it didn’t matter that she closed out of the tab. “Oh, Amane-chan, you’re still up?”

Amane got right to it. She said the words as if she’d been choosing them carefully beforehand. Having helped her prepare for school speeches, Mahiru knew that was exactly what she’d done. 

“I think you should go to the presentation. Sometimes it’s okay if you disappoint a big group, if you’re doing something kind for yourself. You yourself told me that wasn’t selfish. You told me that if the group really loves you, they’ll be happy for you. We know you’re not selfish, and that you do deserve to be the center of attention. When is the last time you did something completely for yourself – not also helping another?”

Mahiru gaped at her. She scrambled for an answer, knowing the girl would have a rebuttal for each thing that crossed her mind. Seeing her point was a success, Amane continued. 

“I will miss you, of course. And Fuuta-san will definitely say something hot-headed. But I think… I know everyone will be very happy for you. No one will be upset, because they’ll see how much this means to you. Because we love you, Mahiru-san.”

Following some bursting into tears and lots of hugging, Mahiru stepped into the kitchen to make a phone call. “Jackalope-san! Mahiru has some good news and some bad news…”

[needsmoresleepwrites]

Gift for Shippy: Shouto sips from his drink and then says, “I’m sure you would be a great sister-in-law but you can’t marry my brother.” (TogaChako, MHA)

Wait. So you don’t like my brother?

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tags: friendship, misunderstandings, summer trip, beach volleyball, fireworks, kisses, confessions

note: apparently i've been swept away by the togachako currents because why do i keep wanting to write more fics about them?! a happy fic for a change, lol

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The day Ochako sees her, she’s at the beach with her friends. 

They’d been planning a trip to the beach to celebrate the end of the semester. It was supposed to be a short trip. They’d go swimming, maybe break a watermelon or two, play in the sand, and then relax overnight at one of the nearby cabins. Their mistake (or perhaps blessing, Ochako is starting to realize) was letting Yaomomo organize everything because, on the day they’d planned to leave, just as Iida had texted he’d soon be picking everyone up, Yaomomo confessed there had been a tiny change in their plans.

The change being that they would now be staying at some high end resort by a beach in the complete opposite direction they’d originally planned. AND they were going to be chauffeured by a LIMO. Nobody had the heart to refuse Yaomomo’s bashful and earnest confession of I really wanted this to be special and stress-free for everyone. And it’s a gift because I’m really glad we became friends!

And really, if Yaomomo hadn’t changed their plans, then Ochako wouldn’t have seen her!

“I think I’m in love,” she says without thinking and that stops the conversation. 

“Ochako-chan?” Tsuyu asks, turning to the girl sitting next to her.

They’re all sitting at one of the most popular beach bars at the resort, close enough to the bar if they need it, but with a nice view of the beach and sea (instead of the other patrons). Courtesy of Yaomomo’s excellent planning. 

They all turn to where Ochako hasn’t stopped staring. 

There’s a group of guys and one girl setting up a volleyball net at the designated “court” area. One of the guys has long white hair that he’s tied up into a ponytail, another looks like he could be the girl’s uncle, and the third one is tall with messy black hair. He has the volleyball and is messing with the girl, holding it high over her pigtailed head. 

He throws the ball and Ochako realizes that they have a fifth person in their group. When the girl runs over to the guy, he gives her the volleyball. He’s probably the shortest of the group and looks very unamused. That doesn’t stop the girl, in her simple black 2-piece, from grinning at him and pulling him over with the others. He stumbles, but doesn’t pull away.

“They are a very interesting bunch,” Iida proclaims while adjusting his glasses, as if that will somehow help see them better, “which one have you fallen for?”

Yaomomo has a blush on her face, “L-Love? So quickly? That’s so romantic!”

Katsuki snorts, “They all look like they’ve been in the sun too long. One even looks like a prune!”

“Kacchan!” Deku chastises, “That’s not very nice.”

Kirishima is grinning, “Look at the muscles on the old man!”

“He’s very cute,” Tsuyu nods, “Reminds me of our swimming coach. Though he does look a bit tired. He should probably go to one of the spas later.”

It’s all background noise to Ochako…until Shouto speaks. He practically slams his drink onto the table before turning back to face everyone. He’s not angry, but his brows are furrowed so deeply anyone else would have already dropped to their knees to ask for forgiveness

“You like my brother ?” That stops the conversation a second time and Ochako finally looks away from the strange group to look at him.

They all yell, “BROTHER?!”

Shouto looks like he’s swallowed a lemon, “Yeah. The tall one who looks like someone set him on fire. He’s…my…He’s got a terrible personality.”

Katsuki laughs into his drink, “Sounds like it runs in the family.”

“Bakugou!” Iida chides, “That’s not a very nice thing to say, or practical, considering…well, your own attitude.”

Katsuki chokes and yells, “My personality is FLAWLESS, four eyes!”

There’s a lot of squabbling, laughing, and a few rattled drinks. Even the table wobbles a bit.

And yes, Ochako has a lot of questions. For example, how is it that nobody knew about this brother? After nearly a year of friendship?! She had thought Shouto was an only child like the rest of them (sans Iida who spoke about his brother at any chance he could)! Also, why was his brother here on the same day they were? But no. She didn’t ask any of those logical questions. Instead, she asked, “Is that his girlfriend?”

This only seemed to prove Shouto’s theory and he frowned, “No. Last time I heard, he was gay.”

Their group is quiet for a beat and then Kirishima nervously chuckles, “Last time you heard?”

Shouto sips from his drink and then says, “I’m sure you would be a great sister-in-law but you can’t marry my brother.”

“Wait,” Yaomomo says, “So is he not gay? And how did this escalate to marriage?” She’s still blushing and Ochako is 100% sure she’s already planning this supposed wedding. With the luck Yaomomo had with this trip, Ochako would, without a doubt, let her plan her wedding to that girl

Ochako reaches over the table and grabs Shouto by the shoulders, “Is. That. His. Girlfriend?”

Shouto looks shocked and then resigned. He shakes his head, “He’s single. I had hoped until the day he’d die…”

The look he sends her is pleading but she’s already grinning.

Shouto weakly adds, “I have another brother…”

And that’s when Finally, everyone starts to ask him questions about his family. 

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Ochako is many things but a homewrecker isn’t one of them. And while she does agree with the general populace about the handsomeness of the Todorokis (plural now that she’s seen Dabi), they’re not exactly what she needs. But after some careful observations, she’s noticed that the blonde girl does favor him and thus, he indirectly becomes her target as well

If only as a way to introduce herself. It would surely make her approaching them more natural, saying she’s friends with Shouto rather than saying she’s spent the last hour just watching them (her) from afar…

When she tells everyone she’s going to go say hi, Shouto (once again) tries to stop her, “Natsuo is a better human being. He’s a hundred times better than Dabi.”

Yaomomo giggles, “Didn’t you say he had a fiance?”

Shouto hangs his head, “Maybe we can work something out…”

“Why don’t you offer yourself up if you’re so desperate?” Katsuki says while smirking. 

“Oh no,” Deku groans just as a light goes on in Shouto’s eyes. 

“I…suppose I could…”

But Ochako is already gone, the sound of Katsuki’s unrestrained laughter as her background theme. Still, it does nothing to distract her from how fast her heart is beating. She curls her fingers into fists and straightens her back, I can do this! She’ll just go up to them and watch a bit of their game (just like the rest of the crowd already forming) and then casually make conversation.

She seems to have good timing because not long after she starts watching them play do they take a quick break. She makes her move, walking toward the duo team of the girl and Dabi.

“H-Hey!” Her face goes red at how her voice cracks but she keeps going (and even adds a little wave)

Dabi zeroes in on her a second before the girl does. 

When the girl grins wide, Ochako melts. She’s sweaty and her bangs are a mess but there’s something so utterly beautiful about her. She suspects it’s the way she smiles, as if she had been waiting for Ochako to say something. And, she realizes (never before imagining this is something she NEEDED), the girl’s smile is so wide it reveals a pair of sharp canines. 

She tries not to get too ahead of herself but also can’t stop her mind from imagining her saying welcome home (in a voice that is too suspiciously like her own) and her canines snagging on the skin of Ochako’s lips as she kisses her. 

But she doesn’t say that. Instead, she says, “Do you know her, Dabi?”

And Dabi, who is still wiping down the sweat off his face, looks her up and down. He hums for a moment and then grins. Ochako wonders how much she can make if she steals his towel and bids it to the group of girls calling out to him. Maybe she can ask Shouto where he’s staying and leak the information

His voice is low when he says, “Not really.” Then he nods, “Shouto.”

He’s not looking at her and when she turns around, she finds most of her friends have followed her. And, Shouto, who looks much better but still rather annoyed, comes to stand right next to her, their shoulders almost brushing. She doesn’t think he’s ever stood so close to her. 

Katsuki looks a little too amused. 

Dabi throws his towel and the girl catches it. Her eyes briefly turn to the girls Ochako had spotted before and she’s not sure if she imagines it, but her smile turns a bit feral as she uses the same towel to clean off her forehead and shoulders. There are outraged gasps.

Dabi makes a face, “Ugh, really? You have your own towel.”

The girl laughs and Ochako feels like she’s floating. She knows she can listen to that laugh for the rest of her life. In fact, she’s wondering what she can do to make her laugh again. 

But Shouto brings her back to reality when he nearly yells (whines), “Didn’t I tell you not to come today?”

“Really? I could have sworn you said, and I quote, ‘make sure to be there or I’ll tell Father.’”

Katsuki is the first to snort, then laugh. Iida crosses his arms, “Did you really threaten such a thing, Todoroki-kun?”

Even Kirishima is giggling, “That’s such a youngest thing to say!”

Todoroki’s face turns a bit red, but he doesn’t budge.

But Ochako is only looking at Shouto with gratitude and even wonders if she should hug him as thanks, “You really invited them?” 

It must sound more accusing to Shouto though because he reels, “I didn’t! I told you not to come.” More softly he says, “And I didn’t say I’d tell him.”

Ochako is trying not to laugh but her cheeks go red.

Tsuyu doesn’t even try. She grins, “He’s got a cute side too. This trip has become really interesting.”

Speaking of their trip, Ochako thinks that it’s time to do what she intended. The pair are technically in the middle of a game and she doesn’t want to lose her chance! 

“I’m Uraraka Ochako.” She makes sure to make eye contact with the girl, “You can call me Ochako.”

The girl beams but doesn’t offer up her name. Instead, she nearly KOs Ochako (and many can attest that KOing her is Difficult) when she says, “Ochako-chan!”

Ochako doesn’t even try to blame the sun for how warm her body feels or for her sudden dizziness, “Uh, what are your names?”

Four people talk at the same time:

“I already told you his name. It’s Touya.” “Call me Dabi. ” “I’m Toga Himiko! Ochako-chan, call me Himiko, okay!” “What’s taking you all so long?”

The last voice comes from another person from Dabi’s group. It’s the one with the long white hair and dry skin. He’s not even looking at them. He’s just glaring at Dabi. Dabi doesn’t look phased. He smiles and says, “Shouto came to hang out with us.”

Ochako takes that as her chance. Before Shouto can properly complain, she exclaims, “Yes! We thought we could join you.”

“No, we didn’t. I don’t want to hang out with him. We’re not friends.”

And that almost takes Ochako out too because how many times has Shouto outwardly admitted that they’re all friends? Not many, if the reactions of their friends are any indication:

“Todoroki-kun has grown so much. I also value your friendship!” “How many times do I have to tell ya we’re not friends!” “You can stand to learn a thing or two Kacchan.” “That’s such a manly thing to say!”

All of this only seems to amuse Dabi and Ochako knows something is coming when Dabi and Himiko side-eye each other briefly and then grin. The two move so swiftly behind them that Ochako doesn’t even realize what’s happened until her cheek is squished against (she nearly faints) Himiko’s cheek! She also has two pairs of arms around her and all she can think is Himiko is HUGGING ME!

She’s not sure how they achieved it but this is much better than her original plan. Himiko rubs her face with hers and exclaims, “Yes! Let’s play with Baby Dabi and his friends!”

Shouto, who is also being hugged by Himiko and his brother, looks pale and like his soul has just left his body. His voice is raspy when he croaks, “I’m not a baby and let me go!”

Dabi, who is hovering over them all, places his head over Shouto’s and teases, “Come now, Shouto. Are you really going to say no to these pretty ladies here?”

Shouto looks over to Ochako and Himiko. Ochako’s brows are slightly creased but she mouths rather menacingly, Say. Yes.

Shouto looks up into the sky and relents, “Fiiiiiine.”

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Most of the rest of their daylight is spent playing volleyball. When Himiko finally lets Ochako go, Ochako grabs her wrist and asks, “Can we be on the same team?”

Himiko grins again and excitedly tells her, “Yes!”

She also insists Dabi has to play on their team ( He’s really good and I like to win ) and when Shouto comes over, his hand raised and mouth ready to proclaim he’ll join them, Himiko nearly runs him down. Instead, Himiko grabs Tsuyu ( You have to join our team! The three of us are so cute! ) and Shouto is left hanging. Dabi grins at him and shrugs in a what can you do manner

Kirishima whistles and flexes, “I guess it’s us guys together then.”

Bakugou, as usual, argues, “I don’t need all of you! And I don’t want to play with Deku! Get on some other team.”

Iida tries to settle them down. 

With so many extra players, they decide to make teams of four with Dabi’s friend Spinner saying he can be the scorekeeper ( I’m more of a gamer anyway ). To his slight annoyance, he does get roped into a few games, Jin insisting they were at the beach and that it wouldn’t be a true beach experience if all Spinner did was hide in the shade of the sun umbrella ( We can switch between matches!)

When they do eventually start playing, Ochako realizes that Himiko and the others are really good. It fires them all up and before they know it, an even bigger crowd has formed. 

Luckily, it happens in the last game.

It being fatigue. They had quickly realized they had too many people with too much stamina and competitiveness when Shigaraki’s team won their match against Katsuki. Ochako thinks it was only natural. Shigaraki was clearly an excellent player and both Iida and Yaomomo were great at working in teams. With Iida, Yaomomo, and Jin playing support, they’d practically crushed Katsuki’s more chaotic group (which was made up of Kirishima, Deku, and Shouto). 

As a way to keep everything fun but still high stakes, they’d decided to only play a certain number of games. 

Ochako is once more on the court and this time they’re facing off against Shouto's team. It’s when he delivers a spike that she falters. She had been pretty sure she would make it, but she’s slightly off and all she can think is that they’re going to lose if she doesn’t keep the volley going. She tries to reposition her arm, to get a one-touch, but her body is tired. That’s when Himiko calls out, “I’ve got it!”

And she does. She manages to keep the ball in the air using a single arm, but she’d come from too far in the back and ends up stumbling too. They both fall into the sand and start laughing. Himiko goes so far as to lay on her back and kick up her arms and legs. When she settles down, Ochako goes red when one of her arms ends up on her lap. Her skin is soft and warm

A whistle goes off and Ochako realizes she’s missed the final play (though judging from how smug Dabi looks, it seems like they won).

Ochako is breathing hard and fast, and her arms ache, but she’s extremely happy. Himiko grins at her, “That was so fun, right Ochako-chan?”

Ochako grins back at her, “Yeah!”

Before they can both get up, Dabi and Shouto walk over. Dabi pulls Himiko to her feet and Shouto offers his hand to Ochako. She takes it, and it’s only when she’s up on her feet again that she realizes how tired she is. She unconsciously leans some of her weight on him and he puts a hand on her back, suggesting, “We should go rest.”

He’d been wearing the most clothes out of everyone, but he’d taken off his shirt when he’d gone up against Shigaraki’s team for the second time (Katsuki’s complaints of you overheating bastard, that’s slowing you down! Take it off! And the sun finally getting the best of him)

Yaomomo beams, “We have a spot already reserved for us!”

Ochako wonders if this is something only unique to resorts because how does someone reserve a piece of the beach?! But it’s a welcome thought. She turns to Himiko to see she’s already looking at her and she blushes. She offers, “Will you join us? We were going to break a watermelon.”

“It’s gotten a bit late, perhaps it’s a little dangerous to break the watermelon now,” Iida contemplates, looking at the sunset. 

Bakugou smirks over at Shigaraki, “I think it’s the best time.”

Kirishima shakes his head, “It’s not very manly to be a sore loser, you know.”

“I’M NOT A SORE LOSER!” Katsuki yells, “I’LL CRUSH YOU!”

“If your aim is as bad as it was playing volleyball,” Shigaraki smirks back, “Perhaps you should let us take care of it.”

It takes both Deku and Kirishima to hold him back, but his voice is loud on the beach. 

They make quick work of putting the net back to its original state and Jin grabs the duffle bag he’d brought, throwing the volleyball inside. He also tells them to throw their sweat soaked towels into a side pocket.

When they finish, Yaomomo takes the lead. 

Ochako had planned to walk with Himiko but despite having played numerous rounds of volleyball, she’s quick to run after Jin when he teases her. They kick the sand around their bare feet and before they know it, most of their friends are running as well. They zigzag between the water and sand, trying to cool down, and end up with a bigger (sandy) mess

Dabi ends up keeping pace next to her and Ochako takes the opportunity to ask, “Are you and Himiko…together?” She’d believed Shouto but seeing the two interact had left her doubting. They didn’t exactly act like they were dating, but it was clear to anyone that they were very close. 

Dabi snorts, “ Her? No.” He’s eyeing Ochako and then sighs, rolling his eyes, “She’s like an annoying little sister. As if I need any more of those.”

It’s at that moment when Shouto pushes between Dabi and her. Dabi lets himself be pushed aside and when Shouto has pulled her along a few paces, he calls out, “See what I mean!”

Ochako laughs but doesn’t break her contact with Shouto. Instead, she starts pulling him into a run after their friends.

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After some splashing, dunking, and cleaning up, they finally settle down and Ochako has to admit that Yaomomo has amazing planning skills. As the sun was setting, more and more people started to arrive and Ochako was glad for their little reservation. When Tsuyu made a comment about it, Yaomomo admitted, “Actually, there will be fireworks tonight, so it’ll get busier from here on out.”

They settle on breaking three watermelons after Shigaraki breaks the second one on his first try. When he takes off his blindfold and sees the nearly perfect split, he turns to Katsuki and smirks.

Shouto goes after him and once they blindfold him and spin him around, Dabi comes over to sit next to her. He whispers, “Watch this.”

He wobbles a bit when Yaomomo lets him go and then he starts walking with the stick over his head. He nearly attacks Katsuki (The hell are you aiming at half-and-half!!) and then Jin (Hey!) . Dabi laughs and then calls out to him, “I’m over here! With your girlfriend!”

When Shouto realizes Dabi has taken his place next to her, his nostrils flare. Dabi just laughs, “If you don’t hurry, I’m going to take her away!”

Everyone is shouting directions and as Shouto finally gets closer to the watermelon, Dabi tells her, “Come with me.”

Ochako turns to look at Himiko, who is also cheering on Shouto. Dabi calls out to her again, “Trust me.”

And she does. She’s not sure why, but she gets up to follow him.

They end up going into one of the bars and Dabi calls out to the bartender, “Kurogiri!”

The man turns at his name and narrows his eyes. Ochako wonders if he doesn’t like Dabi, but it must just be a quirk of his because he’s polite when he greets them, “Dabi.” 

She introduces herself and he nods, “Uraraka.”

Dabi leans against the bar and tells him, “The usual for the five of us. And whip up something evil for my kid brother.” He looks at Ochako, “You?”

She orders a simple watermelon tea, then adds, “Actually, can we get 6 of those.”

The man nods, his quick hands already working on their order. He places a glass cup with nearly transparent liquid and lemon pieces in front of Dabi. Dabi grabs it and nearly downs it in a single go. 

“A rather large group,” Kurogiri comments. 

The bar isn’t as lively as the one they’d been at earlier but it’s cozy in a way Ochako can’t describe. The guests seem more intimate with their arms around each other and their quiet laughter. Even the music playing is quiet and soft

Dabi just shrugs, “Shouto wanted to hang out.”

“I highly doubt that,” the man says while smiling. He turns to Ochako and asks, “What’s the real reason?”

She feels herself blush, “I might have…insisted.”

Kurogiri turns to look at Dabi and raises a brow. “Not me,” Dabi says with his hands in front of him.

That seems answer enough for him. He places the drink he’d been making in front of Ochako and says, “On the house” before heading to the other side of the bar. 

It’s like Dabi’s but with a more floral scent. 

“For the record,” Ochako says, grabbing the drink, “I’m not his girlfriend. I don’t like him like that.”

Dabi, who is already grabbing the lemons in his drink and plopping them into his mouth, laughs, “I know. And no offense, but I’m sure he’s not into you either.”

They’re both quiet for a moment and then he hums, “Himiko, right?”

Ochako blushes slightly, “Was I that obvious?”

Dabi just smiles, “To me. Jin probably figured it out too. Shigaraki doesn’t care about stuff like that so he probably wasn’t paying attention. Your friends don’t look like they know.”

Ochako laughs, “I didn’t get a chance to tell them. I just…” She makes hand movements of when she walked over to them earlier that day, “And now we’re here.”

He nods in approval, “I like a woman who takes charge. But…”

He leaves that hanging for a moment, then downs the rest of his drink. Kurogiri comes back with a cooler decorated with a bunch of stickers, some faded, some new and all in clashing designs, as if different people laid claim to it. Inside are all the drinks they asked for. Dabi takes a pale pink drink out and gives it to Ochako, “She’s a bit airheaded. It’s best to be direct with her.”

He closes the cooler and then hurries her, “Come on, the fireworks will be starting soon.”

Ochako doesn’t follow for a second and then grins. She catches up to him and bumps his arm, careful of both drinks in her hands, “You’re actually a nice guy, aren’t you?”

He makes a face, “Don’t. I have an image to uphold.”

But that makes her wonder too, “Shouto really doesn’t like you. Why is that?”

Dabi smirks, “Let me tell you a little story about pre-teen Shouto.”

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Before they make it back to the spot with the rest of their group, they see Himiko running toward them. She’s wearing a simple white cover up that’s transparent enough that Ochako can still see the silhouette of her 2 piece. She has another hanging from her arms, “Ochako-chan!”

She stops in front of them both and her eyes light up, “You got drinks! I have this for you, too!”

Dabi teases, “What about me? I’m cold too.”

Ochako thinks Himiko sounds a little upset when she says, “No, that’s what you get for taking Ochako-chan. Go away.” Ochako isn’t sure if she should blush or worry that she’s upset the girl she likes. But Dabi, as usual, acts unconcerned and continues to walk away. 

Before he walks away too far he looks at Ochako and says, “Take your time.”

And they do. 

They swap items and Ochako pulls the cover up over her head. It’s a simple top and once it settles on her body, Himiko smiles. It’s softer than all the grins Ochako has seen her give everyone today. Her voice is nearly a whisper of what it’s been all day too when she says, “I knew it would be perfect.”

That freezes Ochako, her brain only processing it’s perfect, on you, you’re perfect. YOU’RE perfect

Himiko moves to give back the drinks (as if her words hadn’t shifted Ochako’s World) and she tells her, her voice unconsciously matching Himiko’s volume, “This one is for you.”

Somehow, their conversation reminds her of the bar: quiet, intimate.

“It’s my favorite,” she confesses and then links her arm with hers, “Let’s go sit over there.”

Ochako stumbles after her, her face gone red once more, “Ok…”

With how crowded the place is, Ochako is surprised they manage to find an empty bench. When they settle down, she takes courage and sits close enough that their legs touch. Himiko looks down as she takes a sip from her drink, but doesn’t say anything. 

“Did you have fun today?” Ochako asks, her voice rising a bit. That seems to break the slight awkwardness they were starting to settle into. She breathes in deeply, relieved.

“It was so fun! I don’t have many girl friends, so it was nice to play with you and Tsuyu-chan and Momo-chan.” She grins, “I don’t get to see Dabi’s brother much either. He’s so much more fun than Dabi said! I’m glad you came to say hi.”

“I’m really glad I did too!” Ochako confesses, and suddenly she wishes she had some weird quirk like Deku that makes him hide his face whenever he’s about to say something emotional. Instead, she just sits there, her hands gripping her cup and her toes playing along the edge of the sidewalk and sand. 

“Actually…” She feels her face burn a deep red, “The reason I went over today is because… because…!”

The words end up stuck in her throat and she reminds herself that she’s not a quitter. She has to let Himiko know that she likes her. Dabi told her she had to be direct and she wants there to be more for them. She wants to hang out again. Perhaps go on a few dates. She wants them to be exclusive and -

“Ochako-chan,” Himiko calls her, her face so close it only makes Ochako go redder, “You look so cute in red.” At this distance, Ochako can also tell Himiko’s blushing. That gives her the push she needs.

“I like you!” she yells out, “That’s why I went to say hi! I think it’s love! I know that sounds weird but when I saw you on the beach, I knew I wanted you in my life!”

She feels her eyes and skin prickle with emotion, but with those words out, the rest feels easier. Himiko looks surprised, her earlier smile gone. 

“I- I want to be your friend, but I want to be clear. I want you to be my girlfriend, too. I want us to see each other again after this.”

Himiko looks pensive, “Does that mean you want to kiss me?”

Ochako is speechless for a moment and Himiko sings her name, her earlier smile back, “ O-cha-ko-chan , tell me.”

She feels a soft hand over hers and she lets her eyes drop for a moment before looking back up at Himiko. Her eyes are glowing a deep gold and Ochako swallows. She nods and says, “Yes.”

That makes Himiko grin wide, her canines on full display again, “On the lips?”

Ochako’s eyes trace her lips and she nods, “On the lips. And other places, later.”

They’re getting closer, she’s sure of it, but she also can’t make sense of what’s happening. Himiko asks again, “What about now? Should we kiss right now?”

Ochako meets her eyes again and smiles, “Yes. I think we should.”

And they do. They both lean in to close the distance between them and Ochako thinks, I was right just as Himiko’s teeth snag on her lips. They pull and graze along her skin, and Ochako’s body reacts. She shivers and lets her tongue slide along both their lips, trying to settle her nerves. It does the opposite, especially after Himiko makes a sound of surprise, right before also using her tongue to pull her closer. Ochako puts her hand along Himiko’s jaw and she can feel Himiko’s longer fingers touch her thighs and waist, pulling the cloth of her cover up. This time, when she imagines Himiko telling her to come closer Ochako-chan! she hears her cute saccharine and whiny voice instead of her own terrible mimicry

They’re interrupted by a confused, “Wait. So you don’t like my brother?”

They pull apart laughing and then the fireworks light up the sky. 

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A/N:

about the dabi&shouto "conflict": (1) shouto doesn't actually hate dabi. it's all sibling love (if you have siblings, you know, lol) (2) my idea is that shouto, being the baby that he is, would look up to dabi and think he was super cool. i was vague with his appearance but imagine someone with at least multiple piercings. he was also independent and would (often) argue with their parents, getting away with a lot bc he's smart like that. he also knew shouto looked up to him and since shouto was the baby he treated him as the baby (babied him, shouto loved it). but dabi was also mischievous and would often tell shouto white lies and shouto would believe *everything* he would say. like, if dabi told him that the world was flat and everyone was just too stupid to understand it, shouto would write a thesis on how right dabi was (3) i guess the idea is that one day dabi ends up embarrassing shouto and it just spirals out of control. shouto realizes that no, the world is not flat and the thesis he wrote is useless. and shouto hates it when he's still teased and babied but he also loves dabi. like, he could have NOT said anything about his beach trip but he did and yes, he did tell dabi not to come and even threatened to tell their mom, but he wasn't actually serious haha, idk, i just think they'd be really cute if it was out of canon?? idk, that's what i hope for at least :')

[kny-agere]

Hi, if possible, could I request Little Douma and Daki with Cg Gyutaro? If possible, could it be a scenario where Daki and Gyutaro don't know that Douma regresses, but Douma ends up regressing whilst trying to help Gyutaro look after Daki whilst she was regressed, and he also ends up regressing? Sorry if this was too specific, and of course, you do not have to write this if you do not want to.

Ok I hope this meets ur needs!! It’s less of a “omg he regresses??” and more so a natural evolution because I think Gyutaro wouldn’t be too surprised if he’s already familiar with Daki + I think ot suits Douma’s personality lol

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“You’re supposed to be helping watch her, not making messes too!” Gyutaro has always been a bit of a stickler for the rules. His rules at least. The man is happy to let Daki break whatever rules he sees as useless but the moment she crosses some arbitrary line he reins her in.

Douma never cared for much of that. He has little constraint as it is, when he’s allowed to indulge he does so happily. Currently he’s helping Daki spread paint over the walls.

“It’s a lot more funner like this though! And I think Daki-chan would agree right?”

“Yea! He lets me do whatever I want instead.”

The two laugh in unison. Douma draws a very squiggly figure with sharp teeth and messy hair that’s probably meant to be Gyutaro.

His snarl deepens. “Ah but now you’ve gotten her nice kimono all dirty, and it’s hard to get paint out.” With Gyutaro it’s always hard to tell if he’s being spiteful or genuine. Most of the time it’s a strange combination of both.

Pausing the girl looks down at the delicate silk over her front. There’s smears over the folds and where the sleeves sometimes slip over her hands. The paint is a bold green against the purple fabric. Almost immediately tears well up in her eyes. Like a tsunami her sadness engulfs the room immediately. “Douma-sama! Why would you d-do that. This was my, my favorite one an’ now it’s all ruined!” Her voice goes up three octaves as sobs bubble up between her words.

For all his faults the blond does look genuinely sorry. He tries to soothe Daki, offering to buy her new clothes, but she’s decided that this one is irreplaceable. Though there’s likely a dozen other that look nearly identical sitting in her large dresser her mind is hyper-focused on the now.

It’s easy for Gyutaro to soothe her. He makes soft promises until she’s no longer screaming. “This is why we gotta listen to the rules ok? Next time are you gonna listen?”

Daki still sounds rather sullen as she delivers a quiet, “yes.”

“Why don’t we change our clothes and then we can have a nap.”

“Okay.”

He picks the girl up, turning around to find Douma. When the man isn’t immediately in sight he frowns. After circling the room he places his sister back down. “Wait here for a second.” Before she can complain he’s already stepping away.

Climbing upwards he pushes his way into the attic. It’s the most obvious spot unless Douma wants to be accosted by hordes of curious women. (Which on second thought it does sound like something he’d enjoy.) The blond os spread out in the corner. His face is almost melting into the rough wood flooring.

With little care Gyutaro nudges the man’s side with his foot. In return he receives a very petulant, “go away.”

“Stop whining, you were the one making a mess.”

“I was jus’ having fun!” When Douma sits up his face is an usual splotchy red. It’s unusual for him at least, Daki often sports the look shortly before any of her tantrums. “I don’t see why you always have to make me look bad.” His tone lacks any of its typical cheeriness.

“We can have fun but that doesn’t mean we can break rules either.” Gyutaro crouches down to get on the man’s level. “And if you wanna keep coming over you gotta listen too.”

“…Okay.”

Grateful for his demonic strength the younger man scoops Douma into his arms. Immediately his mood brightens. “Oh I’ve never been carried before! Well, once ‘kaza-dono did, but that was only so he could throw me after. But this is much nicer-”

“And you gotta be quiet too because I’m gonna make Daki nap.”

In a poorly hushed tone he continues. “You didn’t say me though! So I get to keep playing right? I’ll even follow the rules, well most of them anyways.”

“All of them,” Gyutaro insists. There’s no room for argument in his voice but Douma attempts anyways.

“I’ll try! I’m not very good at ‘membering things though. And technically I’m still higher ranked than you so if I wanted to I could-“

“Stop raising your voice!”

When they enter the room again Daki has changed (not into pajamas, instead haphazardly putting on another kimono that isn’t tied well) and is eagerly waiting their arrival. “I don’t wanna go to bed anymore! If you guys are playing then I am too.”

Before Gyutaro can shut down the idea Douma is suggesting dozens of games and the two are all riled up. He’s not sure if he’ll survive the night.

[hyunsvngs]

heyy, so i’m 99% sure (and ignore this is i’m wrong lol) that i’ve seen u do something on stoner! han and now i’m curious who we think the stoners are 😭 or what all of them would be like when high i feel like it’d be lowkey painfully funny

HEYYY YEAH THAT WAS ME!!!! i’m a heavy stoner myself so this thought… Mmmm

soooo i think the most likely to be stoners are 3racha. idk why. i just rly rly see that for them!!! chan would be a quiet high, just all fuzzy n smiley and dopey omg. jisung would be giggly!!!! he just wouldn’t be able to stop laughing aaaandd changbin would be a horny high. sorry but i can just imagine that. like shamelessly horny and cocky too.

i think least likely to be stoners are seungmin & minho. they just don’t give me that vibe at all, but i can see hyunjin, felix & jeongin trying it at least once. i’d be absolutely gobsmacked if felix hasn’t smoked weed before he gives the vibe of cooking edibles in his free time

♡ juno

[dadonbabysworld]

Skz Reactions: You want to play fight

Author's Note: This is my first post ever and writing, so I hope you enjoy it. Please be my skz moot if you like it lol I'm 21 so not a minor. Please point out any mistakes if you find them.

Word Count: 1,453

Chan

You were always play fighting with the other members. As Chan’s partner, they challenged you often. Chan hated it because they never challenged his authority, but you didn’t mind it. Play fighting was fun right? 

No. Not to Chan. Even if you took it too far he wouldn’t play back. You were pushing him as you argued over ice cream. “Don’t push me because your opinion is wrong”, he says. 

“Mint chocolate chip is superior”, you confidently say before pushing him again. He was getting aggravated, but he tried not to show it. 

“Stop pushing me babygirl”, but that just made you pout “I wanna play.” 

“I’m not putting my hands on a woman. We can play something else”, he says putting a hand on your stomach making you have butterflies. 

Lee Know

You were playing with Soonie, Doongie, and Dori with a laser. They were all scurrying quickly after it, fighting each other, and chirping loudly. Minho who was in the kitchen getting out stuff for dinner came to see what the commotion was. 

“You guys are so loud. I thought it was actual trouble”, he says sighing in relief. You just laughed and shook your head. “Am I not good enough for your babies?”

He looks at you and deadpanned, “no.” You gasped in shock. You ran over to him and started hitting him. He had tried to pin you, but you slipped away. Not before he grabbed your wrist a little too tight. 

“Minho!”, you yell. You try to pull away, but he tightens his grip. “Apologize for hitting me.”, he demanded. You were in pain, so you kept trying to fight. Eventually you gave in “I apologize for hitting you. I’m in pain here”, you say nearly crying. He apologizes as well, “I’m sorry too but don’t be starting fights you can’t finish. Fight and win”, he said walking away. He was dead serious about this. 

Changbin

Changbin was a gentle giant not really knowing his strength when it came to gentle and soft things, so he never really used his strength when handling you. You had decided to go on a morning jog with him. It was very nice outside, so it was a good idea.

You had on your matching camo outfits. It was obvious you were a couple and lots of older people lived in your neighborhood who awed at you both running past. They would comment on how they miss those days of their relationship. It was a sweet sentiment ultimately.

However, right now you stopped to get water at the connivence store before going home. You suggested a race home as he caught his breath. 

“Damn Y/N, we already ran here.” You just started running taking yes as the answer anyways. Changbin rushed to catch up, but he wasn’t that fast. Until you teases started to go to his head.

“Hurry up Binnie! At this rate, I’ll beat you by ten minutes!”

He had passed you on the corner of your block. He beat you home because you slowed down, and he knew it. As you arrived slowing down to not him, he hit you on the shoulder.

“Yah! Don’t let me win because you feel sympathy for me”, he lectured sitting on your porch. You hit him back as you begin to shove each other lightly.

“I didn’t want you to feel bad Bin.”

Your voice so soft he almost missed it. Your play fighting stopped for a second as you both smiled. He held you close before you both went inside to shower.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin was dramatic naturally. He could not hide his facial expressions at all which got him into a lot of trouble sometimes. Just like right now.

You were trying on outfits for your date, and he was suddenly a fashion expert. You had on a blue dress, and you liked it very much. You had approached him as he was drawing.

“Hyunjin-ah do you like this dress?”

He side-eyed you meaning probably not. “Umm...”, he mumbled.

You sighed, “Hyunjin this is the fifth dress!” He winced at you yelling. “Sorry but it’s not that pretty...”

You hit his arm before turning to walk away. He hit your butt causing a fight he didn’t want. You both began to throw hits back and forth.

Eventually you pulled his ponytail causing him to gasp, “low blow Y/N…low blow.”

You laughed until he pushed you to the ground stomping on you. You can say confidently you lost that fight. 

Han:

You were doing a math assignment for university in the living room. You were sitting at the table listening to music and singing.

Jisung was watching spyxfamily. You recognized it from TikTok. Yor was your favorite, but Anya was Jisung’s. He was so dead for watching it without you when you finished this.

As a distraction to him, you were singing loudly. You could not sing for anything in the world. Jisung was getting visibly irritated constantly looking at you.

He got up and your heart began to race. He walks directly towards you. He pulled out one of your Air Pods. 

“Y/N do you have to sing so loudly?”

You laughed and nodded. “Why is that?” He genuinely looked confused.

You hit him “you’re watch it without me!” He blushed embarrassed. He hoped you wouldn’t notice. He had gone to hit you back, but you slipped out the chair causing him to lean forward more to hit you hitting his knee on the chair.

“Ahhh-wanna swing from the chandler”, he sung holding his knee. You laughed almost peeing your pants at his scream turned song. He was upset with you and just went to your room.

Felix

You and Felix were having an at home movie night with your friends. Felix never bothered them just watching then going to bed in your room alone at night when sleepovers like this take place.

You didn’t want to make your single friends lonely by sleeping with Felix at night, and he understood that you’re just being kind to them. Right now, a pillow fight was taking place.

Pillows and some light jabs were being thrown all over. You had hit Felix for fun a few times, but he wasn’t interested in fighting back. A true gentleman. He just watched you in anticipation. 

“No play fighting?”, you ask pouting. He chuckled lightly before shaking his head.

“No, I’m not gon hit you. I’ll never lay a hand on you.” You believed him and appreciated him being so kind. 

Seungmin

Seungmin was laying on the bed, and you were cuddling with him. You were getting to be antsy while he was on his phone watching a show. You kept moving your head to be in the way of his phone on purpose.

“Pup move your head”, he says pushing you. This gets your engine going. You pushed him back “Don’t start. I was trying to get comfortable.”

You and he knew that was a lie, so he just pushed you off the bed. You winced as you hit the ground groaning. He laughed at you a little before asking “are you okay?” You just laid there, and he looked over the edge of the bed. “Earth to Y/N... you okay?”

You pulled him off the bed to the ground as well. He grunted hitting the ground next to you. You grinned satisfied with your revenge. “I guess I deserved that.” He said looking over at you. You nodded and kissed his cheek.

Minho walked pass and looked at you both weird. “Fucking weirdos... the floor is not that comfortable”, he mumbled causing you both to laugh.

Jeongin

Jeongin doesn’t typically play around. He is the youngest in skz, but he is very mature.

You were both sitting in the living room watching YouTube as he decided to check Instagram. Being the center of his universe, you deserved all his attention, so you decided to take his phone and leave.

As you were exiting the room, Jeongin called out to you, “If I have to get up, you won’t like it!” 

You began to run in order to hopefully escape him. You ran down the hall, but you heard his foot steps coming louder and quicker than yours.

You were almost able to close his bedroom door, but he grabbed you pinning you against the wall looking at his phone in your hand. 

“Fucking brat. I was just about to post something”, he says. You giggled and stuck out your tongue mocking him. 

He looked down at you, “get on the bed and don’t make this difficult.” You climbed in the bed slowly as he closed and locked the door. I'm in danger.

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[a-wildemusing]

A some kind of confession. 

genre: Gojo x reader warnings: I just started writing so there might be mistakes.

a/n: honestly idk, it was one of those moments where I just started writing and this happened. lol so hope you enjoy this little something something.  its short and simple and little angsty towards the end. lol

Honestly you weren’t even sure why you were standing there just watching. All you remember is that your feet stopped walking when you looked up from wiping the leftover water from washing your hands. You walked away from the group to go to the restroom and coming back, well it was a sight to see.

In front of you, a few paces over was a lady chatting and what seemed like flirting with Nanami. The sighting wasn't rare; you've seen people flirting with Nanami before. It’s just that Nanami was flirting back.

You looked around and finally spotted Gojo was near the bar ordering a drink, so you side stepped towards him. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?”

“What?” Gojo turns to you.

“Over there! Nanami is flirting with that person.”

“Jealous?” Gojo leans close to you.

“No. I never saw him being interested in it... it's just interesting--well, he did tell me about this one girl from a bakery, but…” You trailed off as you watched the interaction.

“Hmm,” Gojo takes a sip of his drink.

The bartender hands you your drink, and you take a small sip before turning to Gojo. It was just a casual night out with Gojo and Nanami. You just had dinner and are now in this bar for drinks.

You kind of were glad you pushed Nanami to come to the bar after dinner. Now you get to watch one of your best friends possibly fall in love or maybe have a hook up or just whatever this interaction will become. The way Nanami looked relaxed made you feel happy. But then your mind wandered back to Gojo.

“What do you mean by jealous?” you asked again.

Gojo turns to you and laughs, “ talk about a delay reaction?”

“Do you think I’m jealous of that girl?”

“Maybe.”

“I don’t think of Nanami that way.”

“Noted.”

“Noted? Ha, did you think I liked Nanami more than a friend?”

“Maybe.”

You rolled your eyes. In the corner of your eyes, you looked at Gojo, and he was twirling his glass.

“I don’t. Well, not anymore at least.”

“Oh?” He leaned in closer to you. You continued to look over at Nanami and the woman.

“For a while, I thought I liked him more than just a friend...I-I then realized something.”

Gojo didn’t say anything, but watched you, waiting for what you were about to say next.

Is this how you really want the conversation to unfold right now? You thought.

Your attention was drawn back to Gojo as you sipped another sip of your drink.

“I like someone else.”

Gojo stopped his glass right near his lips. And remained silent. The noise of music and people filled the silence. You took a step closer to Gojo to test the waters.  

“Yn-chan, who is this lucky person?” Gojo's demeanor changes, his tone slightly teasing. That relaxed you.

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know?" You took a sip from your drink and had a smile as you kept drinking. Gojo fully turned to face you. He leaned on you slightly. You felt his breath near your ear. Gojo whispered a few words to you before saying something you wanted to hear.  

“I like you too.” 

--

Bonus~

"Hey Nanami-san, who are you looking at?" The woman that Nanami is with looks over to where he was looking.

It was really unexpected for Nanami to see an old classmate from junior high this evening at the bar. Particularly the one you mentioned that he, Gojo, and you should go to. And yet, there she was, with her arms outstretched, greeting him. She was a kind girl, he remembered. It was actually pretty pleasant to see her again. 

Nanami noticed you returned from the bathroom and were talking to Gojo. 

“Just my friends that I came here with...” Nanami looked at the two of you and then back at his classmate, “I would introduce you to them but they seem...a little occupied.” Nanami turned and gave a smile to his classmate. The conversation between Nanami and his classmate continued after that, but then Nanami took a small glance over at you and Gojo. Nanami showed a brief sad smile on the side of his face when he saw Gojo leaning close to you. He also saw the face you made at whatever Gojo told you. The look of pure adoration.

Nanami’s attention shifted back to his classmate.