#did u miss meeee

[freakygirlie]

What do you think is the strongest evidence for j2? The one that makes you go, yeah I get it...

damnn its been a LONG time since ive had a j2 ask😭 ok so i don't think there is a strongest evidence per se, its more the narrative that's been playing since 2005, the shifting stories, the cover-ups, weird incidents and just overall level of tomfoolery that's like OOHHH yeah there's something here. the amount of PR stunts used to cover up stuff and then said stuff accidentally spilling out makes u go hmmmm. for me what convinced me, was the level of physical intimacy they had with each other, not the way they play it up for the cameras, but behind it. followed by the insane amount of stories and shenanigans that have ensued. i invite you to read speak the truth- a comprehensive record of j2 content from 2005 to 2013 that should be enough to convince anybody. i havent dabbled here in a while but if u go through the j2 tinhat tag on my blog you'll find lots and lots of content. im also attaching the gif that convinced me fr.

hope this somewhat answered your question!

[twisting-in-wonderland]

I'm using my guest room to Cope with not getting Jade's halloween card,,

See! Three octavinelle halloween fellas!! It's all fine! Jade's just invisible in his outfit, its allll good! :'^]

[intertexts-moving]

good evenig ^_^

[triggeringtommy]

i wish u were still here, both of u

[justarkive]

TABLE 3 | JJK ch14

“For good service, and cute waitresses.”

pairing: pre!military jungkook x fuckbuddy/waitress! reader

warnings: SMUTTTTTTTTT profanity, angst, humour, fluff, celebrity au, idol!jungkook , mentions of other kpop groups/idols, inner conflict, insecurity.

smut warnings: needy jungkook, suggestive messages, booty call at 3AM LOL. shower sex, protected sex, oral m recieving, throat fucking, crying, gagging, fingering, squirting, spanking, use of showerhead against the clit, clit play, nipple play, missionary, doggystyle, oc is practically touching her toes, reverse cowgirl umm but he does all the work?? cowgirl, strength kink, fucking while standing up, oc smacks jungkooks butt HAHA, multiple orgasms for both, super needy kook, basicaly non verbal oc lol, jungkook cant stop thinking abt leaving and he takes it out on her </3 (its hot tho) jungkook is just rlly fuckin horny and she just lets him do whatever pretty much. kinda dom jk?? DIRTY TALKKK ITS SO DIRTYYYYYYY, kinda possesive jk in a “noone will make u feel like this” way??? FLUFFY AFTERCARE!!!

wc: longggg

this fic is not meant to represent the real jungkook or any other characters mentioned!

taglist: @jenniebyrubies @dreamersparacosm @darklove2020 @rayyrayy10 @elinaki92 @alana4610

a/n: make sure to read till the end wink wink. it all comes crashiny down soon guys… so prepare LOL. i figured they deserved s rlly freaky chap before that tho. ENJOY MY LOVES

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The next morning, you wake up to the soft glow of daylight filtering through the massive hotel windows.

Nari, of course, is still knocked out—sprawled on the bed like a starfish, one arm flung over her face, her hair a tangled mess from sleep. Her breathing is heavy, slow, peaceful.

And you? You groan the second reality kicks in.

You have a night shift.

You sit up, running a hand down your face as the weight of that realization sinks in. After the absolute high of last night—VIP treatment, insane performances, Jungkook—your reward? A long-ass shift at the diner, which was of course the consequence of asking for one day off.

Life is cruel.

Knowing better than to wake Nari unless it’s a life or death situation, you quietly slip out of bed and start packing your things. The magic of the concert is still lingering in the air, but with every folded piece of clothing, every zip of your bag, it fades just a little, replaced by the routine of your normal life.

The normal life that does not include penthouse suites and private concert boxes.

Once your bag is mostly packed, you hop into the shower, letting the warm water wake you up. By the time you’re dressed and ready, Nari still hasn’t moved.

Great.

You settle onto the couch and finally—finally—open your phone.

There’s no good morning text from Jungkook. Not surprising. He’s probably still asleep, hungover if last night’s spam is anything to go by.

And speaking of that—

You click into the chat.

His messages from the night before are a mess.

Jungkook [2:12 AM]: IM si tied

Jungkook [2:13 AM]: si so tired fukc tired

Jungkook [2:15 AM]: wait no im buzzing still im still high off the concert not like drug high ok

Jungkook [2:16 AM]: did u like it???????

Jungkook [2:17 AM]: bet u cried. bet u wept. bet u are weeping rn

Jungkook [2:19 AM]: i wana kiss u rn

Jungkook [2:20 AM]: NOT IN A HORNY WAY

Jungkook [2:22 AM]: mayb a little in a hornt way

You snort, scrolling further.

There are voice messages—slurred, barely understandable, probably recorded in the car ride back.

You click on one.

A deep, drawn-out sigh fills your ears, followed by a very drunk-sounding Jungkook.

“U don’t even knooowwwwwww how much I killed it. Like. No one. No one killed it like me. I’m soooo good. Did u SEEEEEE MEEEE??????? Wait ofc u did. Hi. I miss youuuuuuuu heheheheheh.”

You wheeze.

Then there are accidental photos of a table—just a table—with half-eaten food and someone’s hand in the frame. Probably one of his dancers.

A few blurry videos of him dancing on top of said table.

You shake your head, thoroughly entertained—until—

Your scrolling halts.

One message stands out.

Amidst all the nonsense, all the chaotic, drunken rambling, there’s one that’s… off.

Jungkook [3:04 AM]: im raelky fucking sorry y

Your brows furrow.

It’s buried between a spam of typos and nonsense, easy to overlook, easy to dismiss as just another drunken slip-up.

But still. Sorry?

For what?

You stare at it for a moment, lips pressing together.

Your gut tells you to ask.

But your brain tells you not to dwell on it.

So, you don’t.

You exhale, shaking off the weird feeling creeping in your chest, choosing instead to focus on the much more entertaining parts of his messages.

Like the terribly filmed videos of him singing dramatically, off-key, into a bottle of soju.

Or the way his last message—before passing out, apparently—was just:

Jungkook [3:22 AM]: meow

You lose it.

The weird feeling lingers in the back of your mind, but for now, you let yourself laugh.

And maybe, just maybe, you forget about that one message entirely.

For now.

——

Nari wakes up in the worst mood imaginable. You drag yourselves out of the hotel, obviously after munching on the breakfast buffet like absolute animals.

Which, honestly, is valid. You’d both gotten maybe five hours of sleep, and when you texted her when you got home in the morning to check in, she was radio silent.

Unresponsive. Dead to the world. Practically in a coma.

You figured she needed it—after all, that concert was a marathon. But by the time you dragged yourself through your morning routine, did some mindless scrolling, and considered texting Jungkook, you finally got a single reply from Nari at 1 PM:

Nari [1:04 PM]: bitch

That was it. No follow-up.

Meanwhile, Jungkook finally woke up at 2 PM, which was late, even for him.

Jungkook [2:15 PM]: good morningggggggg 🥱

You [2:16 PM]: it’s 2PM.

Jungkook [2:16 PM]: i am a popstar and i require beauty rest.

Jungkook [2:16 PM]: u up?

You [2:17 PM]: obviously.

Jungkook [2:18 PM]: cute.

And that’s how the texting started—all day, back and forth, about everything and nothing.

The concert. How unreal it was. How insane the screams were. How you both really had the audacity to do what you did before the concert when he was supposed to be saving his energy.

And then, somewhere between 11 PM and 3 AM, your texts shifted to complaining about your night shift.

Nari had offered to drive you both home after it because, in her words, “I am literally on the verge of death, and the faster I get us to the nearest bed, which is your place, the faster I can sleep.”

So now, here you both were, dragging your bodies inside your apartment, exhausted and delirious, talking shit about the weirdest customer of the night.

“I swear,” Nari groans, tossing her keys onto your desk, “that man has never showered in his life.”

“I think I’m still smelling him,” you mumble, flopping onto the bed.

Nari follows suit, dramatically collapsing beside you. “If I ever agree to another night shift, slap me.”

“Same for me.”

You mindlessly pull your phone out, expecting more texts from Jungkook—but he hasn’t replied for a bit. Which is… weird.

But before you can question it, your phone buzzes.

And then another. And another. And—

Jungkook [3:02 AM]: u up?

Jungkook [3:02 AM]: wait ofc ur up u just texted me

Jungkook [3:03 AM]: come over

Jungkook [3:03 AM]: now

Jungkook [3:03 AM]: please

You blink.

Okay. That’s new.

Your fingers hover over the keyboard,

You [3:04 AM]: u okay?

Jungkook [3:04 AM]: no

Jungkook [3:04 AM]: i miss you

Jungkook [3:05 AM]: come

Your stomach flips.

Oh.

You [3:05 AM]: jungkook its 3am.

Jungkook [3:05 AM]: y/n.

You sigh, staring at the screen.

Okay, you want to go. Desperately. But—

You [3:06 AM]: can’t. nari’s over.

You expect him to be pushy—maybe whine a little, try to convince you.

But he doesn’t.

Instead, his next message is immediate.

Jungkook [3:06 AM]: ohhh okay. get some sleep then.

Jungkook [3:06 AM]: i’ll see u tomorrow maybe?

You smile a little. Of course he’s understanding.

And then— A voice beside you.

“Oh my god,” Nari practically cackles, making you jump. She’s leaning over, peering at your phone, grinning like a menace.

“Bitch, GO.”

Your mouth opens. “I—”

“You think I care?” She snorts, flopping back onto the bed. “I’m gonna be asleep in the next 5 mins and probably all day tomorrow. I wouldn’t notice if the building was on fire.”

You hesitate. She notices.

She glares. “Y/N, if you don’t get your ass up”

You bite your lip, sighing. “Can you drive me?”

Nari snorts. “It is three in the morning. I am not getting behind a wheel right now.”

You huff, already pulling up the Uber app. Asking for Jungkook’s address and typing it in. “I’ll just—”

Nari snatches your phone out of your hand.

And Ubers you to Jungkook’s apartment

She pays for it before you can react.

Your jaw drops. “Nari—”

She shrugs, grinning. “Consider it my thank you for that once-in-a-lifetime concert experience. You think I’m not still riding that high?”

You groan, but at this point, you’ve lost. You snatch your phone back.

You [3:12 AM]: omw.

Jungkook’s reply is instant.

Jungkook [3:12 AM]: 😏

You roll your eyes as you head to the bathroom, trying to act like you’re not doing the absolute most to freshen up.

Hair? Fixed. Perfume? A little. Lips? Definitely hydrated with layers of gloss.

And the second you catch yourself in the mirror, adjusting your clothes like you’re not about to just end up taking them off anyway—

“Bitch.”

You jump.

Nari is watching you from the bed, arms crossed, smirking like she caught you red-handed.

“You are doing too much for a 3 AM dick appointment.”

You scowl. “Shut up.”

She snorts, rolling onto her side. “Nah, it’s okay. You deserve it.”

A beat. Then—

“My girl’s getting dicked downnn tonight.”

You throw a pillow at her. She wheezes.

Your phone buzzes. The Uber’s outside.

⸻

By the time you step out of the Uber, you are literally fighting for your life.

Your limbs are heavy, your eyelids are betraying you, and every step toward Jungkook’s apartment door feels like you’re wading through concrete.

But you know exactly what’s about to happen.

And somehow, that alone is keeping you alive.You knock once you get to his door, somehow remembering how to get there since the field date—too tired to text, too wired to just walk in like you own the place.

It takes half a second before the door swings open.

Jungkook stands there, leaning against the frame like he’s trying very, very hard to keep his composure.

Like he’s trying to act normal—cool, casual, unfazed. But his eyes betray him immediately. Because they drink you in. Like he’s starving.

And then— All that composure?

Gone once you smile and say “Hi.”

You barely register Jungkook’s grip on your wrist before the door shuts behind you, sealing you into his space, his world, his intentions.

He’s not playing around.

The second you’re inside, he’s on you. Hands on your waist, pushing you back, his breathing already heavier than it should be for someone who hasn’t even touched you properly yet.

You’re half-asleep, running on fumes, but your body?

It knows exactly where this is going.

You feel the cold edge of the bathroom sink, which you don’t even question how fast he’d pulled you in there, against your back before your brain even catches up to the fact that he’s been steering you here on purpose.

His grip is firm, deliberate, his fingers pressing through the fabric of your pullover, claiming you before he’s even said a word.

And then— “I already showered,” you manage, breathless, blinking up at him.

Jungkook just grins.

Smirks, actually.

The kind of slow, dangerous smirk that makes your stomach clench, makes your knees weaker than they already are from exhaustion.

“I haven’t.”

A pause.

Then—

His lips crash into yours.

And just like that—

You are wide awake.

Jungkook kisses you like he’s been waiting all day for this.

Like he’s been counting down the minutes, picturing this exact moment, craving it.

And you? You feel it.

Every ounce of his desperation, his need, the way his hands tighten just a little too much when they grip your hips, like he’s trying to ground himself in your warmth.

He doesn’t even let you think.

The second he feels you relax into it, he’s lifting you—easily, like you weigh nothing—and setting you onto the cold marble countertop of the sink.

Your legs automatically spread for him, letting him step in between, and— He whimpers. Actually whimpers. Like just the feel of your body opening up for him is already too much.

You feel the weight of his hands slide down from your waist to your thighs, his thumbs brushing just under the hem of your hoodie.

He leans in, kisses you deeper this time, tongue teasing yours, hot and demanding.

It’s all teeth and lips and need.

Like he wants to devour you. And you? You let him.

Because fuck it, you want it too.

The exhaustion from earlier? Completely gone when your hands tangle in his hair, still damp from whatever half-assed shower he took, and the feeling of your fingers tugging, gripping makes him let out a low, breathy curse against your lips.

He’s losing it. Then his hands disappear.

You barely have time to process the sudden loss of warmth before you hear it—

The sound of his hoodie hitting the floor. Then his shirt. You look down.

The heat that pools in your stomach at the sight of him—shirtless, toned, glistening from the way the bathroom light reflects off his skin—is actually unfair.

He’s so unfair.

And he knows it.

Because he’s watching you watch him. Head tilted, chest rising and falling, lips red and swollen from kissing you like he was trying to leave a permanent mark.

“You’re staring, baby.”

Your cheeks burn. “Shut up.”

“Make me.”

You don’t get the chance.

Because before you can even think of something to say, he takes off your clothes and he’s lifting you again—

Off the counter. Into the shower.

Your body shivers. Not from the temperature—from him.

From the way his hands slide up your sides, from the way his mouth attaches to the soft skin under your jaw, kissing, sucking, teasing.

He’s barely doing anything, and yet you feel weak. Like your entire body is being tuned to his touch. And he knows it.

Because when his lips move to your ear, his voice drops, raspy, his breath hot against your skin— “You still tired?”

The smirk in his tone is palpable. You glare at him—well, you try to. It’s hard to be intimidating when your brain is melting.

But you force yourself to lie “Yes.”

Jungkook laughs “Better wake you up then.”

Then his hands are on you again.

And just like that, he makes sure you never feel tired again.

Jungkook scoops you up effortlessly, and you’re suddenly clinging to him like a fucking koala, your arms wrapped around his neck as you laugh.

He nearly trips when he picks you up, and you can’t help but giggle at how ungraceful he looks. “Careful,” you tease, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

You notice his… well, you notice. His cock isn’t fully hard, but it’s in the process of getting to it, it’s already starting to twitch, and damn, it’s hard not to stare when it swings with every movement in front of you.

You’re almost hypnotized by the way the huge thing moves.

But then, of course, the cold water sprays you right in the face, and you let out a loud squeal, completely unprepared. Jungkook immediately goes wide-eyed, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “Sorry, baby.” he says quickly and chuckles, his voice cracking slightly as he tries not to laugh at your reaction.

And then, before you can recover, he pulls you back into a kiss. It’s warm, soft, and the taste of him makes you forget all about the shock of the cold water. There’s something about seeing him like this—so real, so raw, his skin glistening with water—that makes your stomach do flips. You hadn’t realized how much you liked this part of him. The part that’s just… human.

As he deepens the kiss, you let yourself melt into him, not caring about the cold anymore, just the feeling of being so close, so completely wrapped up in him.

The kiss doesn’t last as long as you’d like however, his hands already moving across your wet skin. His tattooed hand gently brushes your damp hair away from your face, and you can’t help but smile at how undone everything is, mascara probably smeared, but you don’t care.

He’s groaning in your fucking face, his hands roaming, just feeling every inch of you like he’s starved for the touch.

You can feel how much he’s craving you, the way he reacts to your body, every movement of his making you shiver.

“I missed you,” he says, voice thick with longing, and there’s a desperation in his words that makes your heart race. He pulls away just enough to look at you, and suddenly you notice- he’s jerking off by just looking at your face.

Your knees buckle.

His eyes dark, his breath heavy. You try to look away, feeling your cheeks flush, but he catches your chin, gently tilting your face up to meet his gaze.

“I swear, I’ve been losing my fucking mind,” he murmurs, his voice almost shaky as he leans in closer, forehead to yours, his breath warm against your lips. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you, about fucking that little pussy.” He looks down. Tugs harder. “I wanted you so badly, you have no idea,” A moan, “I came so hard thinking of what we did yesterday night- Fuck-“

He’s babbling now, each word filled with so much raw emotion that you feel a heat rise in your chest, your face burning with embarrassment as you try to hide your flustered reaction. But he doesn’t stop, his hands now holding you close, other hand still tugging at his cock, filling the air with nasty, wet noises as he continues, his desperation clear.

“I couldn’t think straight without you,” he says, his voice a little frantic now. “You drive me insane, you don’t understand…”

You can’t help but blush harder, the way he’s pouring out his emotions making you feel more exposed than you’ve ever felt. His words, though, only make the connection between you feel even stronger, the intensity building between you two in ways you never expected.

He’s not just after your body; he’s after you, and that realization makes your heart skip a beat. It’s different from before, he’s clearly worked up about something. And you can’t help but think it’s not just because he misses having sex with you.

But you don’t pry. Like always.

“You had to message me at 3AM for this?” you tease, raising an eyebrow at him.

Jungkook pauses for a second, his smirk slowly spreading across his face. The way his eyes gleam with both frustration and amusement makes your heart skip a beat. “Duh,” he replies, his voice dripping with that familiar confidence. “You think I wasn’t gonna do whatever it took?”

His hand reaches up, brushing your cheek softly as he laughs lightly, the tension between you easing into something more playful.

You roll your eyes, but the warmth of his smile, the way he looks at you with such intensity, has you blushing again. The teasing may be there, but underneath it all, you both know how badly you want this connection, the way you fit together, and how much you crave more of each other.

You chuckle, shaking your head at him. “It’s been one day, Kook. One day,” you tease, trying to hide the blush that creeps up your neck.

“I don’t care.” His voice is low, sharp, cutting through your sentence like a blade. His fingers trail lower, his touch light—too light. “I’ll take you whenever I want.”

His gaze darkens a bit, the intensity in his eyes making your heart race. “Doesn’t matter how long it’s been. I want you always,” he says, his hand reaching out to brush your hair away from your face again, the water running over your body,

You can’t help but blush again, the mix of desperation and affection in his words making it hard to breathe. It’s more than just a physical need—it’s something deeper, something raw that you both can feel.

He lets go of his cock, face scrunching up in the cutest way as if he was about to cum. Hes so pathetic, but you love it. His cock flushed a pretty pink when it’s left to stand in front of his glistening abdomen, twitching slightly.

Suddenly, a soft “Fuck-“ escapes you as he gently traces your folds which have been soaked by your own juices and the water from the shower, and you realize just how much you’ve missed this closeness—the way he holds you like you’re fragile, yet there’s an unspoken promise in his touch that says he’ll never let you go, even though the last time he had touched you like this was only less than 48 hours ago. And that’s when you realize.

You’re fucking doomed.

The realization hits you like a wave, crashing over you with the weight of it all.

You never imagined sex would ever feel like this—so real, so intense-

But also really fucking good of course.

Despite having sex with Jungkook before, less times that you can count on your hand, nothing compares to this feeling. And that scares you more than you’d like to admit, because it’s not just physical. The way he makes you feel—cared for, seen—it’s like he’s holding you together in a way you didn’t know you needed. His desperation is raw and real, but there’s something more beneath it. A tenderness, an intimacy that makes you wonder if you’ve been underestimating what he’s been truly offering all along.

Jungkook never fails to put your pleasure first.

You realize now, with a startling clarity, that you’ve never experienced anything like this. And likely never will again. The way he makes you feel safe, even in the way he’s desperate for you now, shows just how much he values you. And even as his desire takes over, there’s this soft, underlying care that feels like it’s always been there, just waiting to surface.

His voice breaks through your thoughts, rough but somehow tender, “Look what you’ve done.” His words make your heart skip a beat, and the warmth between you deepens. You look down to see his hand back on his dick, not moving, just there. The fingers that skim through your folds falter slightly, “You make me so fucking hard,”

He finally pulls his hand away, and you can’t help but glance down at where he’s rubbing at your folds. Jungkook’s eyes stay locked on you, though, as his fingers gently press against your clit now. You gasp, feeling a shiver go through you at the contact. “Shit,” you moan, your gaze dropping, and he lets out a strangled noise, clearly feeling the heat too.

Suddenly, the water gets way too hot, and he shifts, his skin obviously uncomfortable.

Without even looking, he reaches over to adjust the temperature. You can’t help but snicker, watching him like he’s got some kind of mission to complete. “Can’t keep your hands off?” you tease, still chuckling, because honestly, it’s a little funny how much he’s trying to focus on you when he’s struggling just to turn the damn shower down.

Jungkook doesn’t laugh, though. When he turns his eyes away from your pussy and up to you, his eyebrows are furrowed, “I made it clear how much I want you, baby. And now you’re just gonna laugh at me?” He starts rubbing faster, and when he gives your clit a soft slap, you can’t help but squeal.

You get the feeling that Jungkook’s not gonna hold back tonight, and honestly? You’re kind of excited for it.

Kind of? Your buzzing for it.

He’s always been gentle with you during sex, and even on those late nights when you felt a little lonely—though, to be fair, you haven’t needed that kind of comfort in a while—you’ve always wondered… has Jungkook been holding something back? Is there a rougher, more carnal side to him?

His nose trails along your neck, and you can’t help but moan a little louder, totally under the spell of his fingers working their magic on you. “I’m gonna make you cum on my fingers, and you’re gonna scream my name,” he says, pressing a wet kiss to your neck.

“A-ah—” You stutter at one particularly hard rub to your clit, and he grins like he knows exactly what he’s doing. He kisses down your body with way more enthusiasm than you expected, stopping at your chest and sucking on your nipples, each one with a little more force than you’re prepared for.

Suddenly, one harsh suck to your nipple and then his finger starts prodding in—unfortunately not adorned with his signature chunky rings this time. But either way, the sensation has you gasping and practically shouting his name. “J-Jungkook!”

He pulls away from your nipple, slamming his lips onto yours to silence the noise escaping you. You moan against his mouth as his fingers start to move slowly at first, and then he slips in another finger, picking up speed.

Jungkook’s fingers find the spot he never fails to find quickly, wether it’s with his cock or fingers.

He’s so unfair.

And you can’t help but gasp as his touch awakens a heat that spreads through your entire body. Your eyes lock, and you meet his gaze, seeing the intensity there. His hand crawls around your neck, holding it firmly in place, and the action makes you feel both anchored and completely vulnerable at the same time.

Your heart races, the sensation of his touch overwhelming you in ways you didn’t expect.

You can feel your legs grow weak, knees buckling, your body pressed up against the shower tiles for support, and Jungkook’s hand around your neck is a steady anchor. He watches you closely, the intensity in his eyes softening for a moment as he sees the way you’re trembling, his hand holding your neck just enough to remind you of his presence, his care.

There’s an unspoken understanding in the air between you—how much you’re both craving this closeness, this connection.

As his fingers move faster on your clit, the rawness of the moment hits you, and you’re left breathless. You tilt your head back further, practically looking straight up now, feeling exposed in the best way possible, as Jungkook stays close, holding you in his gaze, his face over yours as your buckling knees minimise your height, giving you something more than just the moment. He fingers you harder, rougher.

You force yourself to hold his gaze, even as your breath quickens, letting out vulnerable whimpers and strangled moans, feeling the heat between you two intensify. Jungkook breathes in deeply, his exhale brushing your face, and you notice the way his jaw clenches, the tension in his body mirroring the way you’re feeling.

“Always so fuckin’ tight,” he murmurs, voice low and rough.

His hand leaves your neck, fingers threading into your hair, and you can’t help but gasp. “J-Jungkook, please,” you moan, trying to gather enough focus to look up at him, pleading silently for a bit of mercy. You’re on the edge, and if you cum now, you don’t know how much more you can take.

He smirks down at you, his eyes full of that quiet intensity. “Please what?” he teases, tilting your head back by your hair just a little more, his grip firm.

“S-slow…” you whisper, your voice shaking from both desire and the overwhelming feeling of his fingers. And he has the audacity to chuckle and go even faster. “Can’t handle it?”

You shake your head, and his smirk only deepens, a quiet confidence in his gaze. Your heart skips when you realize that he won’t let up—he’s not backing down.

“You’re gonna take it because you’re such a good girl, right? The best girl,” he murmurs, his voice low and full of that same intensity. You clench around him, and he groans, caught by the tightness. He struggles for a moment, but it only makes him more determined.

His hand gently grips your chin, squeezing your cheeks together, guiding your puckered lips towards his for a soft, fleeting kiss on your lips, the touch tender despite the heat between you both.

He releases his hold on your face, his hand shifting to himself, and you can see the struggle in his expression as he moves even faster than before. The speed increases, and it catches you off guard, a wave of heat building inside you. You try to catch your breath, reaching out to grip his wrist, but he pushes your hand away, “Nggghh- Fuck!”

Then, suddenly, his touch falters for a moment, and you feel the shift as he pulls back.

What the fuck.

“I was so close!” You pout, frustration seeping into your voice.

“Enough,” he seethes, his tone sharper than you expected. His hands move to your waist, guiding you down to your knees, positioning you in front of him.

You’re on your knees, feeling a little unsteady from the moment, but there’s something about the way Jungkook stands over you, the way he watches you with such intensity that makes your heart race. You look up at him, his eyes soft but filled with an unspoken need, the muscles of his body taut and rippling in the dim light.

His strong thighs are close, the water running down his skin of his abs when you look up, the vibrancy of his coloured tattoos seem to increase under the water that cascades down his arms, creating a slight sheen that makes both of your lips drool-

Half of his face is slightly covered by the length of his hard cock above you, the sight of it is almost too much to process. Your breath catches in your throat as you try to steady yourself, but it’s hard.

He shifts slightly, length swinging, and you can feel the tension heightened in the air, the electricity between you both, as if every little movement is creating an undeniable pull. You gaze at him, the water dripping from his hair, and there’s a fire in your chest, the connection between you two so palpable it feels almost like a promise.

“You good?” His voice is softer than you expected, compared to the harshness earlier, and it makes you shiver, the warmth of his care wrapping around you.

You nod, unable to talk, feeling a mix of emotions you can barely sort through, but it’s all-consuming in a way you never expected.

He cradles your face, his gaze searching yours for some kind of reassurance, a silent question hanging between you. His hands are steady, as they grip around the base of his cock, letting out soft breaths.

He strokes his thumb over your bottom lip, watching it bounce back and smiling, his eyes never leaving yours, as if trying to gauge how you feel.

You meet his gaze, and there’s a mix of emotions between you—vulnerability, desire, and something deeper. The air feels charged, and without saying a word, you give him a slight nod.

He moves his tip closer to your mouth, and he grins when you try and chase it. “You want it?”

He taps it against your lips and you whine, opening your mouth, ready to take this thing in, but he moves it away, swinging it against your cheek. He groans at the impact.

You look up at him to find him grinning, holding back a laugh. “Jungkook,”

He gives in, only because it’s you. Finally pushing his tip inside your mouth.

The salty, familiar taste greets you.

Through all the times you and Jungkook had fucked, he’d made it pretty clear how much he loves receiving (as much as he does giving of course) never failing to slip it into your…sessions.

And you? You definitely aren’t complaining.

He lets you go at your own pace, and he just watches you from above as your tongue licks around his tip, watches you as you slip half of his length in your mouth, letting out the occasional grunt.

It hits him then. When you look up at him with a mouth full of cock. The impending doom of his military service that keeps popping up in his mind at the worst times possible like an annoying notification that he cant seem to swipe away.

And to will it away. He thrusts his entire length in your throat.

“Fuck…” His breath stutters, but even in his distraction, he notices your struggle. Your eyes widen as you cough, and he instinctively reaches for your temples, guiding you, trying to ground you both.

“Wanna fuck it,” He whispers, other hand tracing your jaw.

You don’t have time to protest; it’s like he’s made up his mind already. His grip on your head tightens, but you notice the strain in his expression, his face caught somewhere between pleasure and something heavier, like he’s fighting off his own thoughts.

“Mouth always feels so fuckin’ good, baby.” His breath is ragged, the quiet tension in the room thick as you look up at him, noticing the sweat on his thick neck, though it’s mostly just water. You look over slightly to the shower that’s still running.

Those damn water bills must be high.

The way his Adam’s apple moves with each breath. And worst of all, his chain that swings ever so slightly with every thrust of his hips.

What a man. You think.

Jungkook’s movements become more urgent, and you feel a deep sense of vulnerability as he looks down at you, his tip is constantly hitting the back of your throat and the tears from the gagging that you’ve been trying your hardest to push away flow freely now.

His gaze is intense, but also distant in a way. Noticing the mascara that’s running down your face, he gently reaches up to wipe it away, a tender gesture that makes your chest tighten.

His eyes linger on your face, and he thinks you’re the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. How could he be hurting you?

And he’s mad about it.

So fucking mad, that it leads him to thrust in fully. Your nose pressed against his soft, trimmed pubes, cock tucked into your throat.

“Take it.” His grip around your hair tightens when you try to move back, your head pressing against the tiles, his pace snapping into something unforgiving. “You can handle it.”

Your tongue is flat against the underside of his dick, it fucks into you like butter. And you let him push in deeper, harder, making gargling noises around the length of it.

“Tap my leg if- Ffuck- if it gets too much, okay?” The tenderness is back, but you can only manage a barely-there nod when-

He jackhammers your fucking throat.

He really gets in there. Stopping his thrusts and just using his hand that hasn’t stopped gripping your hair like a damn vice to control your head, in, out, in, out.

The tears spill out of your eyes. The occasional grunt and “Fuck.” From Jungkook above spur you on more, until-

“Shit…” He spills into your mouth, curses and moans spilling out of his own. You keep going, sucking his cum out. It doesn’t taste like much, only the slightest hint of salt. But his cum is mostly warm, warmer than the water still cascading down his body and dripping onto yours, it runs down your throat, and you swallow as best as you can with his whole dick inside. He thrusts further, as if there was anymore space to do so, your nose pressed and twisting with the pressure he puts on your head to his pubic bone.

You barely have a moment to recover before he pulls you up, knees numb and slightly red from being on the floor for so long. You grin at him, ready to tease him with a cocky remark about making him cum in less than five minutes.

But jungkook has different ideas, turning you around with one hand around his cock, cutting off the circulation from his cock to keep it hard, “Hands here,” he orders, facing you towards the glass, voice thick, husky.

You turn your head, desperate for a kiss, and he looks like he’s about to reject you to tease, but he always gives in when it comes to you. And quickly kisses your puckered lips, letting out a soft laugh.

But that softness is gone when you feel his tip teasing your folds, His lips curl into a grin against yours before, suddenly, he pulls away.

You blink, dazed, as he steps out of the shower, water dripping from his skin, his movements unhurried, deliberate. And then you notice something that makes you smile.

Jungkook has the cutest, plumpest little butt. It’s an observation that catches you off guard, but you can’t help the soft giggle that escapes as you watch him walk over to the sink counter, dripping water everywhere, completely shameless in his search for a condom.

He turns back, brows raised. “What?”

Still grinning, you let your hands rest lightly on his ass cheek before giving a playful light smack, voice warm with amusement. “Damn, sir.”

He laughs at that, until-

"Turn around," he commands.

This man is such a contradiction.

You do, pressing your hands against the cool shower tiles as he moves behind you, his warmth a stark contrast to the misty air. His fingers skim down your sides, tracing slow, deliberate paths before settling at your ass and giving it a smack- just like you did.

His voice is low, rough with want. “Stay just like that.”

When he finally pushes into you after putting on the condom and sliding the shower door closed, a quiet gasp leaves your lips, your body instinctively molding to his. His grip tightens against the wet tile, steadying you, grounding you. For a moment, neither of you move—just breathing, just feeling.

“Okay?” he breathes, clearly trying his hardest to let you adjust, his voice softer now, a thread of something unspoken laced in the question.

You nod, exhaling a quiet “Yeah.”

When he doesn’t move, you let out a frustrated sigh, pushing your hips back in silent plea—only for him to pull away at the last second. A quiet laugh leaves him, low and teasing, as his hands roam over your curves, coaxing you to bend just a little further.

At this point you’re touching your damn toes.

“Beg for it,” he murmurs, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along your spine.

Your breath stutters, your body already trembling with need. When you glance back at him, strands of wet hair clinging to your flushed face, your voice comes out barely above a whisper.

“Please, Jungkook… I- need you.”

He seems satisfied, so much so that, without warning, he grabs your hips and pulls you back onto him in one smooth, fluid motion. A sharp gasp leaves your lips, your body instinctively molding to his as he fills you completely.

A low “Fuck,” grumbles from him as he leans down, his teeth grazing your neck before soothing the bite with his lips. His hands wander, tracing every curve of your back, fingers brushing over your skin with need before rolling over your breasts. A sharp gasp escapes you when he pinches at your sensitive nipples, sending a shiver down your spine.

The pace quickens, his hips meeting yours in a rhythm that has your breath hitching, your body melting into his. But the strain of holding yourself up in the position starts to creep in, the ache settling into your limbs. Jungkook notices instantly. Without a word, he slows, pulling out just long enough to spin you around, his touch firm yet careful.

Before you can catch your breath, he lifts you effortlessly, strong arms locking beneath your knees as he presses you against the cool tile of the shower wall. Your breath catches, legs tightening around his waist on instinct. His lips find yours—deep, slow, lingering—before trailing down the column of your neck.

And then he’s inside you again, the stretch just as intoxicating as before, but this time, there’s nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Just him, holding you close, moving in sync like he never wants to let go.

Your tits bounce with each powerful stroke, the water streaming down your bodies.

"Look at me," he demands, forcing you to meet his gaze. His eyes are wild with lust as he pounds into you, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. He reaches down, spitting before rubbing your clit in rough circles.

You throw your head back against the tiles, lost in the sensation of his cock and fingers. Your legs tremble as he hits your G-spot, bringing you closer to the edge.

"Cum on it, baby," he growls, his hips snapping forward. You scream as your orgasm crashes over you, your walls clamping down on his length. He continues to thrust through it, chasing his own release.

He pulls out, but he doesn’t let go of you. Instead, he eases you down onto the cool floor, his touch steady despite the urgency in his movements. The contrast of warmth and chill against your bare skin sends a shiver through you, but then he’s kneeling between your legs, spreading you open with deliberate care.

His fingers find you again, slipping inside with ease, his thumb pressing against your swollen clit. You jolt at the overstimulation, your body still trembling from the last high. But Jungkook isn’t done with you. His lips find your shoulder, his teeth scraping along the damp skin as his pace quickens.

“Give me another,” he murmurs, the word more like a command, you barely have time to brace yourself before the pleasure hits, this time sharper, more intense. It crashes over you in waves, your back arching, a strangled cry escaping your lips as the release takes hold-

You fucking squirt.

This man just made you squirt.

Jungkook stills for a split second—stunned, mesmerized—before a low, guttural groan leaves him. His hands grip your thighs, his breath coming out harsh as he watches the aftermath of what he’s just done to you. He doesn’t stop, coaxing more liquid from you, his touch relentless until you’re squirming beneath him, gasping his name in a desperate plea.

And then he just can’t help it, lining himself up quickly, his cock pressing into you, his mouth capturing yours in a deep, breathless kiss as he pushes inside, chasing that same desperation that has him completely undone.

Jungkook buries himself inside you in one forceful motion, his pace relentless from the start. Your hand instinctively presses against his lower abdomen, a silent plea for mercy—but he doesn’t grant it.

Instead, he grabs your wrist, pinning both of your hands above your head, his grip firm as he leans in, his breath hot against your skin. His body crowds over you, leaving no space between you, forcing your gaze to meet his.

“Eyes on me,” he demands, his voice rough, edged with something desperate.

His thrusts slow, deepening, dragging every sensation out until you’re trembling beneath him. “Who makes you feel like this?”

Your lips part, but nothing comes out.

“Speak,” he grunts, his dark eyes flickering with something unreadable when you shy away, cheeks burning.

When you don’t answer, he exhales sharply, jaw clenching before he snaps his hips forward, faster, rougher, forcing the answer out of you. “You won’t talk?” His voice dips lower, a growl in your ear. “Then I will.”

Each word is punctuated with another thrust, his hands tightening around yours.

“No one—” he groans, eyes locked onto yours, the weight of his words pressing into you as deeply as he does. “No one will ever make you feel like this.”

“No one will ever get you this fucking wet.”

His voice is low, strained, as if the thought alone drives him insane.

“Jungkook—please—” Your voice breaks into a cry when he angles his hips just right, hitting that spot that sends shockwaves through you.

He groans, dropping his forehead to yours. “No one will ever—fuck—hit that spot. My spot.”

Letting go of your wrists, his hand slides down, wrapping around your throat—not tight, just enough for you to feel the weight of his presence, the control he refuses to let slip. You gasp, a moan spilling out before you can stop it.

“Now tell me.”

Your lips part, but nothing comes out.

“Tell me.” His thrusts stop completely, leaving you desperate, aching, hovering on the edge.

“I—” You swallow, the heat in his gaze making it impossible to look away. “It’s you, Jungkook—fuck—you always make me feel like this. Always make me feel so fucking good.”

His smirk is slow, dark, satisfied.

“Good,” And then he’s moving again, faster, deeper, making sure you never forget it.

After three particularly deep thrusts that leave you gasping, he suddenly pulls out, his grip firm as he shifts you away from the shower wall. Then, without a word, he leans back against the glass, legs spread, chest rising and falling with ragged breaths.

“Ride it,” he rasps, voice thick with need. “Like you fucking mean it.”

Your knees feel weak, but you straddle him anyway, pulse hammering as you take in the way he looks—hair soaked, jaw clenched, abs glistening under the water, waiting for you with confidence. He tilts his head, watching you with a dark, expectant smirk.

“And don’t disappoint me.”

You sink down slowly, but his impatience gets the best of him. He pulls your hips down firmly, and you gasp, your face instinctively burying into his neck as you try to steady yourself. The weight of his breath on your skin heightens the moment.

“Like that…” he breathes, voice strained.

You respond, moving more urgently, caught up in the heat between you, eager to give him everything he’s asking for, every part of you desperate to feel him deeper.

You whine softly, lifting your head to watch him, his face scrunched cutely in concentration. As soon as your eyes meet, the tension between you heightens, raw and desperate. When your movements hit that familiar spot, you gasp, your head falling back, overwhelmed. His hands find your waist, guiding you, encouraging your every movement.

The sounds of the shower, mixed with soft grunts and the rush of water, fill the space. Then, in a swift motion, Jungkook reaches over to the showerhead. You don’t see it, but you feel the change — the cold metal against your skin as he adjusts it and presses the thrashing water against your poor little clit.

“Fuck!” You cry out, your movements momentarily stopping, as the sensation overwhelms you.

“Move,” he commands in a low growl, urging you to continue as his grip tightens, his desperation clear, pushing you both to the edge.

You force yourself to move, following his encouragement, but you can feel his restraint — his teeth gritted, holding back, as the rush of water continues to hit you. You adjust your pace, slow and deliberate, as the heat builds between you both.

His lips trail over your skin, sucking your nipples and practically anything he can get his lips on, and it becomes overwhelming. The sensation is too much, and before you can stop it, the wave of pleasure takes over. You stop your thrusts and sink down fully on his cock, “Nggghgh- Fuck Fuck Fuck!” feeling how his whole length fills you up, and he groans as your body responds, tightening around him.

In that moment, the showerhead slips from his grasp, falling to the floor as the world around you fades into the rush of emotions and the overwhelming connection between you both.

He presses his lips to your forehead as you gasp, your body trembling beneath his touch. You let out a soft whine from overstimulation from the sheer amount of times Jungkook has made you cum tonight, and he reacts quickly, gently pulling away before turning you around.

His chest presses against your back, and you feel the weight of him behind you, “I’ll be quick,” he reassures with a kiss to your temple.

With his feet planted firmly against the floor, he thrusts upward, cock pounding in, balls slapping against your…other hole. His movements relentless. You can hear the sounds of his moans, fast and heavy, as he pushes himself closer to the edge.

You let out a gasp, and despite the overwhelming rush, he’s focused, consumed by his own need. He holds you firmly, both arms around your waist, his breath hot against your ear. “Take it,” he murmurs, the words filled with urgency.

"Fuck," Jungkook grunts in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Taking it so well." He starts thrusting harder, his hips slamming against your ass with each forceful drive inside you. "Your pussy belongs to me now. I'm going to use it however I want, whenever I want."

The dirty talk combined with the intense stimulation has you spiraling closer to the edge, your moans growing louder and more desperate. But Jungkook isn't ready to let you come again yet. He wants to watch you fall apart first.

Suddenly, he pulls out with urgency, your slick walls clenching around nothing. Your ass hits the cold, wet floor with a loud thud as he withdraws, the sensation jolting you out of your haze of pleasure. But before you can even register being pissed at him for stopping, he reaches down and rips the condom off his throbbing cock.

Jungkook starts fisting himself rapidly, his tatted arm flexing as he chases his release. With a low groan, he tilts his hips up and aims his cock at your face. Hot ropes of cum shoot out, coating your features - your lips, cheeks, nose, even your eyes. You can't help but gasp at the intensity of it, overwhelmed by the sight and smell of him marking you like this.

But Jungkook isn't done yet. Still sensitive from coming so hard, he pushes the tip of his cock against your soft, plush lips. "Open," he commands gruffly. As you part your lips, he smears his sticky cum all over them before pushing inside your mouth to deposit the rest on your tongue. "Clean me up,”

You dutifully suck him clean, hollowing your cheeks to draw out every last drop. Once he's satisfied, Jungkook lets out a shuddering sigh and gently caresses your face. "Beautiful," he murmurs admiringly.

Spent from his powerful orgasm, Jungkook helps you up from your knees, rests against you as you both catch your breath. You nuzzle your face against his softening cock, your only response a contented mewl.

When it’s over, the only sound in the room is the dripping of water and the jagged rhythm of your breaths.

Jungkook presses his forehead against yours, a lazy, satisfied grin tugging at his lips.

“Still tired?”

You would shove him if you could move.

——

After showering, you both move through his night routine effortlessly, like this is something you’ve done a hundred times before.

And maybe you have. Maybe not in this exact way, but the way he lets you exist in his space—undisturbed, welcomed, wanted—it’s enough to make your chest ache.

You open his bathroom drawer, reaching for his toothpaste, when—

You pause.

Your toothbrush is still there.

Tucked neatly in the corner, exactly where you left it the last time.

A quiet, warm feeling spreads through your chest.

You bite your lip, smiling down at it like an idiot.

Jungkook, already slathering on his absurdly expensive moisturizer, catches your expression in the mirror.

“What?” he asks, brow raised.

You look at him, giddy for no reason. “You kept my toothbrush?”

He blinks. Looks at the drawer. Then at you.

“Yeah?” His voice is flat, like he doesn’t get why this is a big deal. “I wasn’t gonna throw it away.”

You just stare at him.

And then—God, you wanna kiss him.

Jungkook notices. Because, of course, he does.

His lips curl into a smirk, but instead of teasing, he just grabs his serum.

“C’mere, baby.”

You blink. “What?”

He gestures you over, unscrewing the cap. “I know you wanna steal my skincare, might as well let me do it for you.”

Your heart squeezes.

The last time you were here, you made a throwaway comment about how one day, you were gonna steal all his expensive skincare.

And he remembered.

You let him tilt your chin up, his hands gentle as he works the product into your skin. His fingers move slow, precise, careful. He explains what each product does, but you stop listening.

Because you’re tired.

And you’re warm.

And you feel so fucking safe right now.

Jungkook notices.

Halfway through his sentence, he catches the way your blinks get slower, the way you sway slightly.

So he just—stops talking.

And takes care of you instead.

Quietly, effortlessly.

He dresses you in the hoodie you came in, slipping you into it with soft, careful hands. Leaves you just in your panties, because he guessed you like to sleep that way.

Then, he strips down to his briefs, scoops you up into his arms like you weigh nothing, and carries you to bed.

You instinctively nuzzle into his chest, body molding to him without thinking.

Jungkook laughs under his breath, setting you down, tucking the blanket over you.

Within seconds, you’re out.

And he—

He just lays there. Watching you. Thinking.

His heart is so fucking full, but so goddamn heavy.

You don’t know.

You don’t know he’s leaving in three weeks. That every time he touches you, every time he kisses you, teases you, makes you laugh, holds you like this—he’s counting down the days.

And he’s had enough of it.

Enough of lying, hiding, hurting you without you even knowing.

So he promises himself, right then and there—

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, he’ll tell you.

For now, he just pulls you closer, presses his lips to your hair, and lets himself fall asleep next to you.

Like he’ll get to do it forever.

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[taesanrot]

[soothe] taesan x f!reader | 1.9k words established relationship, body worshipper!taesan, office worker!taesan, fluff and mostly smut note. this is kinda new territory for meeee thank u to anon who requested this <333 i had fun writing this and imagining taesan as a little office worker

as a manager at his company, taesan typically had his plate full no matter what day it was. for some reason though, today was exceptionally taxing on him.

fingers typing away mindlessly at an email to his higher up, taesan couldn't help but daydream about ditching in the middle of his shift and driving home with the windows down, letting the wind mess up his hair. he thought about how nice it would be to come home to you.

taesan checked the time; it was only 11:30 in the morning. your work hours were a bit more flexible since you worked from home, you were probably showering and getting yourself ready to log in.

screwing his eyes shut, he shuddered at the way his mind wandered to you under the hot water.

you always turned the water a little too hot before stepping in, letting out a little yelp before fixing the temperature. he imagined the suds running down your shoulders and down the curves and ridges of your body, the thought almost making him throw his head back against his chair.

fuck.

taesan usually tried not to think of you at work, especially you showering or changing. it always got him so worked up and made waiting for the end of his work day even more unbearable.

chewing the inside of his cheek, taesan grabbed his phone and sent you a quick text message, a cute little picture of him at his desk.

you opened it within a minute and sent a picture back. taesan held his breath as he clicked the notification open. smiling softly, he took in the sight of you.

you were perched in your desk chair with your legs crossed, sipping a cup of coffee you probably just brewed in your shared kitchen.

taesan wished you knew what you did to him. while the thought of you drove him crazy and kept him all pent up, it also calmed him down and soothed his nerves like no drug ever could.

locking his phone and looking back at his work, taesan groaned. it was going to be a long afternoon.

[...]

pushing your glasses up your nose, you typed away at your desktop computer, sitting criss crossed in your desk chair. the last rays of the evening sun shone through the window of your and taesan's shared apartment.

yawning, you leaned back and stretched out your arms and shoulders, groaning slightly. your coffee from this morning was now cold, you decided to take a break and reheat the rest of it.

grabbing the mug and walking over to the kitchen, you placed it in the microwave and leant against the counter. as the microwaved beeped and your drink was warmed up, you heard the front door unlock and creak as it was pushed open.

you smiled and pulled your drink out of the microwave, waiting for your boyfriend to walk around the corner.

you heard a loud sigh and the sound of shoes and a bag hitting the ground and before you knew it, taesan appeared in front of you.

hair messy and tie loosened, the boy sighed in relief at the sight of you, the one he was waiting to come home to. he strided across the kitchen and into your arms, exhaling louding as he melted into you.

"i missed you." you blushed at how raspy your boyfriend sounded, the exhaustion evident in his tired voice.

taesan pressed his face in your neck, inhaling deeply and tightening his grip on you even more. your hands came up to rub circles along his spine, encouraged by the sounds of satisfaction that echoed into your skin.

after a minute, you attempted to pull away from him, remembering your coffee sitting on the table. taesan trapped you in his grip, molding himself to your body as if he was trying to bury himself under your skin.

"no" you laughed at his stubborn voice, calmly cooing at him.

"taesan, my coffe-" you were shushed by your clingy boyfriend as he walked the two of you over to the living room couch, keeping his arms wrapped around you the whole time.

"i'll make you some fresh coffee later." and with that, he sat down and pulled you onto his lap, moving your legs so they rested on either side of his.

finally face to face with him again, you smiled at taesan's pouty lips. you brought a hand up to smooth down some of his messy hair, smiling at the way he practically melted into your touch.

his hand came up to intertwine with yours and he pulled it to his lips, placing a wet kiss on the back of your hands.

the loud smack made you giggle and taesan moved to your face, loudly pecking your cheeks and forehead and nose. he even kissed your eyelids, further egging on your laughter.

after he was satisfied with teasing you, taesan sighed and leaned further back against the couch, pulling you with him so your head rested in the crook of his neck.

you sighed in delight as you breathed in the scent of him. practically feeling the exhaustion radiate off of his body, your hands moved to undo his tie and take off his jacket.

taesan remained motionless, smiling at the way you doted on him so sweetly. no matter how hard or long any day at work was, he always felt at peace knowing he'd come back to you.

you who'd take care of him without a second question. you know he'd do the exact same for you, that if you asked him he'd rub out every knot in your body or clean every inch of the apartment for you.

left in his dress pants and shirt, you undid the top two buttons to relieve the pressure around his neck before going back to your previous position. taesan's arms snaked around your waist, hands loosely resting on your hips, and his eyes fluttered shut.

taesan shivered as he felt you breathe against the shell of his ear.

"do you want me to rub your back?" you asked tenderly. taesan pondered the idea for a moment before shaking his head.

"mmm, just wanna lay here with you." you smiled and got up from his lap, pushing his shoulders lightly so he could move to lay down across the couch.

you grabbed a small throw blanket from the ottoman nearby. turning back to walk towards the couch, you laughed at taesan's pouty face, arms outstreched towards you.

"you're like a cat, sani" you giggled before joining him on the couch, draping the blanket over the two of you. taesan wrapped his arms around you. breathing in happily, you listened to the sound of his heart beating as his warmth encased you.

taesan's hand moved up and down your sides, trying to memorize every ridge of your body with his fingertips.

you inhaled slightly as his hand ghosted over your boob, opening your eyes to look at his.

"can i?" taesan asks softly, smiling when he watches you nod mindlessly.

taesan dragged a finger down the valley of your breasts, watching the way chest moves with your shallow breaths. his hand trailed further down the front of your body, twisting the hem of your shirt and waiting for you to move your arms so he can take it off. you moved your body up so he can pull the article off of you, now left in your bra and sweatpants. you laid down on top of him and while taesan loves the sight of your boobs squished against his chest, he needed to be on top of you.

your boyfriend flipped the two of you so he was now hovering over you. he bit his lip at the sight of you, looking up at him with your doe eyes. your tongue came out to lick your lips and taesan almost saw stars.

he brought a hand to massage the skin of your right breast, palming your nipple over the cup of your bra. you closed your eyes and tilted your head back as he lowered his head to kiss the skin between your breasts. taesan's mouth moved up your left boob, teeth grazing the skin as he sucked and licked to his desire.

his mouth was warm against you, making you arch your back and push your chest into him. he responded to his immediately, taking the opportunity to slip a hand under you and unhook your bra.

bra discarded on the floor, taesan cupped your right boob and massaged it slowly, tweaking your nipple slightly. he peppered kisses along your chest, stopping to take your nipple in his mouth. you moaned at the way his tongue swirled around the bud, his hot breath making you shake underneath him.

his hands traveled downward to squeeze your hips, holding you down as you squirmed underneath him. running a hand through his hair, you tugged it slightly before tapping his chin lightly. breathless, your boyfriend looked up at you curiously. he received an answer as you pulled him up to be face to face with you.

taesan could read you like a book, he knew you wanted to kiss him from the way your fingers traced his neck and jaw. bringing a hand to curl around your neck, he let his lips meet yours, melting against them softly. you were more than eager, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him into you.

as taesan sucked your bottom lip and stuck his tongue into your mouth, you unbuttoned the rest of his shirt, tugging it slightly. you boyfriend chuckled above you, detached himself from your lips to pull his shirt off completely.

you sighed, finally being able to run your hands down his bare back. one hand moved into his hair to tug and massage his scalp as the other rubbed circles along his shoulders and spine. occasionally, you let your nails lightly scratch against his skin, just the way he liked it.

"that feels so good." taesan's voice rumbled into your skin as he rested his head on your chest, cheek pressed against the pulsing skin under which your heart was beating softly.

reaching back to pull the blanket back over the two of you, taesan snuggled into you, wrapping his arms around your torso and waist and basking under your attention. nothing soothed him the way you did, the feeling of your palms and fingers against his bare skin filling up the cracks of exhaustion and frustration within him.

your hands slowed their movements, and your boyfriend looked up from your chest to see you snuggled into the couch's armrest, eyes shut. the boy smiled at the sight of you, shifting upwards so he could lay his head on the armrest beside yours.

you stirred slightly, and taesan wrapped at arm around you to pull you into his chest. he felt his heart bloom as you sleepily hugged him closer to you.

the apartment was almost completely dark now, only lit up by the dull glow of your computer screen. pressing your head into the crook of his neck, taesan felt like the luckiest man ever, falling asleep to the slow sounds of your breathing.

[zomb-rabbit]

Sharing is Caring

[ NSFW ] 🪓 Toby Rogers x fem!reader sharing a vibrator

CW ; light bondage, reader calls Toby baby boy one (1) time, overstimulation, crying (the good kind), lmk if i missed anything :)

GUYYYYSSSSSSS THIS IS MY FIRST FIC I'VE WRITTEN UNREQUESTED U DONT SEE MEEEE

you had been teasing toby with a toy you completely splurged on- one of those powerful wand vibrators- for almost an hour now with his wrists tied above his head. and you almost felt bad. but with the way he threw his head back when you put just the smallest amount of pressure to right below his tip, the loud buzzing not nearly drowning out the loud sob that escaped him; you couldn't feel too bad.

it was all proving to be a little to much for you to hold out on, though, because every time you shifted your weight to lean over him amd kiss down his neck, you could feel how soaked your own panties were and the feeling of your nipples brushing across his skin made your breath hitch.

you set down the vibrator to stand up, causing toby to toss his head to the side in frustration, "please, please please- i've been so good, don't leave me like this i can't-" you laughed slightly at his begging for release, reaching a hand over to hold his face in your palm as he panted and tried to gather himself while the other was quickly removing your underwear. "you're okay, baby boy, i'm right here- i just wanna see somethin', okay?" you cooed, getting back on your shared bed to straddle him. you could see his efforts to try and pry his hands free as he shamelessly stared at you body; his eyes glued to the way your thighs had started getting slick.

putting a hand on his chest, you slowly guided him to slip himself in between your folds- quickly being met with a shaky breath from toby, his mouth hung open at the stimulation as he craned his neck to watch you move. your breath hitched as his tip bumped against your clit, and you could see tobys eyes flicker up to watch your face contort, his eyes doing all the begging for him yet he still felt the need. "ff-feel so good- pleaseplea-se, oh my god-" he whimpered out shakily, never breaking eye contact with you as you continued to move ever so slowly.

as you lifted hips off of his despite his whines, he watched your hand as it reached for the vibrator. switching it on to it's medium speed, you placed it back onto the base of his dick and watched as it already sent him back into teary eyed hysterics. you quietly shushed his cries at the overwhelm, your other hand moving to circle over his tip as you brough your hips back down to share the vibrator with him.

you cursed as the strong vibrations coursed through your core, your clit that had been begging for stimulation now getting hit with white hot sensation. toby threw his head back at the added pressure, bucking his hips as he yelled out your name. you could feel his thighs shaking from how close he is, his hands desperately trying to escape their confines- only giving you more reason to grind yourself harder onto the wand, not realizing before this moment just how badly you wanted to cum. you hit your clit at a certain angle on the wand and gasped as your back arched, your body desperate to keep going because god did that feel fucking good- and toby was doing his best to watch you through teary eyes. you bit your lip, looking down at toby as you desperately panted and grinded down onto the toy that was completely destroying your poor boyfriend and you were met with a drooling, crying toby that was begging for you to let him cum.

"i-ii-it's so much, please 'm soclose- please" you flashed him a half hearted smile, the only thing you could muster with how close you were yourself, "go ahead, baby, you got it." you panted out. your approval was met with countless breathless thank yous as toby tossed his head back and snapped his hips forward- the added pressure being just what the two of you needed as you cried out, your white knuckle grip on the wand causing it to shake. tobys back arched dramatically as he came all over his stomach; loud sobs of your name and whines filled the space in the room your moans didn't.

turning the toy off, you discarded it to the side and reached up to untie a still panting toby- who, despite being exhausted, still found the energy to kiss at your boobs when you got close enough, earning a sharp gasp from you and a quiet giggle from him. his arms quickly wrapped around you as you collapsed on top of him, the both of you deciding everything else can be dealt with later.

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

Billy the Kid set (insta feed) || Tom Blyth x actress!reader

Summary: this is literally just a bunch of insta posts of you and Tom on set of Billy the kid also mixed with abit of Dad!Tom cause I couldn’t resist myself <33 THIS WAS SO FUN TO MAKE

Warnings: fem!reader noneee

Wc: 743

divider by @pommecita

y/n_y/l/n

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Got dragged in to this 😐 fishing is not my forte.

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tomblyth: darling, you loved it.

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: did I though?

danielwebber: specifically loved the part where you tripped and landed on your ass in the water, very entertaining 👏👏

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: maybe if you guys had told me that we would be going fishing, I would’ve worn more appropriate foot attire 😃

alexmroe: a day I will never forget!

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: please do.

user24: I love this cast smmm

user947: who else is here from tbosas after finding out that these two are each other’s love interest once again 🙋‍♀️

↘️ user109: yup.

↘️ user13: MEEEE 🙋‍♀️

↘️ user005: I couldn’t get enough of them in tbosas so here I am 😂

user464: I love it when y/n posts bts content, she knows what we want.

user87: y/n feeding us more Tom content 🫡

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y/n_y/l/n

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My fav look <33 (fun fact: the dress was hand painted 🥹)

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tomblyth: my gorgeous gorgeous girl 😍

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: 🥰

user86: AHHHHHH HIS COMMENT

user150: ‘my gorgeous gorgeous girl’ he’s actually talking abt me hehehehe

user328: Dulcinea was serving looks the entire season, and that’s on periodt.

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: 🤭 couldn’t agree more

↘️ user328: YOU RESPONDED AHHHH ILY

↘️ user25: FACTS

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tomblyth

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Past couple of weeks 🎬

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user672: oh to be y/n y/l/n 😫

siobhan: will miss u all!!!

↘️ tomblyth: it was nice knowing ya Mrs Riley 🤠

↘️ siobhan: wish I hadn’t gotten shot in the head by my dbag husband (all your fault @shaunmbenson)

user19: the last picture awhhhh @y/n_y/l/n

↘️ tomblyth: she’s actually a horse whisperer

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: I am 🤫

↘️ user19: NO WAY YOU BOTH REPLIED OMFG

user465: Billy the Kid makes me weak in the knees oml

user348: omw to rewatch BTK for the millionth time 🏃‍♀️

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tomblyth

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Elsie when I first started filming s1 of BTK in 2021 and Elsie now during s2 🥹 Happy birthday my love <3 love you with all my heart!

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y/n_y/l/n: time flies 😭

↘️ tomblyth: our little girl isn’t so little anymore!

billythekidmgm: happy birthday Elsie! we LOVE seeing your happy face at set 💞

danielwebber: i remember holding her for the first time as a baby like it was yesterday 🥹

rachelzegler: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELS! I need to see you soon sweetheart 😭

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: she misses u and josh like crazy!!

user287: STOP MY HEART CANT WITH THIS

user932: Elsie is so freakin cute!!

user02: imagine being able to say Tom Blyth and Y/n Y/l/n are your parents…. nepo baby!

user461: the first picture of y/n and Elsie 😭 this post is too adorable!

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alexmroe

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Yeehaw 🤠

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y/n_y/l/n: i took the fifth pic 🙋‍♀️🤭

↘️ alexmroe: yes, yes, fifth pic creds goes to u

y/n_y/l/n: oml my tan in the last pic……

tomblyth: we’re so cute @y/n_y/l/n

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: we are aren’t we 🤭

↘️ user287: DAMN RIGHT. THE CUTEST COUPLE

↘️ user109: u guys r literally so wholesome i cant w it

user88: AWEEEE the last pic!!!

user163: excuse me- the third pic- DAMN TOM IS FINE

user847: I love seeing Tom in a cowboy hat 🫶

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: same.

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y/n_y/l/n

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life recently. Alberta, ily!

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ashleyjliao: 😍😍

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: Miss u bb x

joshandresrivera: 3rd pic 🤣

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: yk how he is with the cold 🥶

↘️ tomblyth: oh hush, I was being reasonable unlike you who was wearing a tank and shorts.

user63: Tom and Elsie 😭

user912: Y/n wearing Tom’s hat in the first pic 🤭

↘️ tomblyth: she steals it all the time

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: SHHHH

user108: why do I sometimes forget that Tom has a literal 4 year old daughter

user143: yessss keep feeding us Tom x Elsie content!!!!

user622: she’s hot, she has an even hotter boyf, a cute daughter, she’s rich, popular, an AMAZING actress, she’s literally winning at life 😫

user150: lol I wondered why their chemistry was so good in tbosas and btk. ITS CAUSE THEY LOVE EACH OTHER IRL.

[supermarketbae]

hi! did u miss meeee😇 can we have missionary sex, dom billy takes full control of sub reader. He kisses her tears away, praising her for taking his big cock, lots of wet sounds and billy just pounding u into the bed. Thank you🥰🥰🥰

DUH ofc I did love! Grrrrr I’m on my monthly and this isn’t helping my intense forever hornyness so WELLPPP-

Well Aren’t You Pretty?

warnings: dom!Billy, sub reader, manhandling, light choking, p in v, praise, degradation, dirty talk, reader is fem, dumbification, slight breeding kink, idk what else tell me if I missed sum (not formatted bc it’s me also the pic is not meant to represent readers skin tone I Js think it’s pretty)

Your brain was simply melted. Scorched even. You felt like warm honey was trailing slowly down your spine covering your supple body as your boyfriend, Billy, kissed and suckled on your neck as he whispered filthy things in your ear that had you clenching your thighs together in need. “You’re quite warm.” Came the cool low drawl. You shiver as Billy smirks down at you, lips slowly parting to reveal sharp incisors which he darts his tongue across. The room felt sticky, like a humid summers day and as Billy’s ocean colored eyes look down at you, you huff softly, eyebrows furrowing as he climbs on top of you. “I wonder why that would be.” You coo back smiling impish as Billy takes a strong hand to your cheek, caressing your skin before tilting your chin up and kissing you on your lips fiercely.

“Fuckin’ brat” comes the ever quick reply. Billy’s deep voice never failed to strike a cord of arousal deep in your belly. You wiggle your hips suggestively as you scrunch your nose “You love me though.” You say it as a statement because you know it’s true. Billy shakes his head in amusement, a true smile gracing his tanned face as he nods kissing you once more. You giggle as strands of his sun kissed blonde hair tickle at your face. As much as he’d hate to admit, you have Billy wrapped around your manicured finger.

But, as he dragged his finger down the valley of your perky boobs you keen softly looking up at him with pleading doe eyes as your lashes flutter sultrily. “That shuts you up every. Fuckin’. Time.” Billy bites warmly in your ear. His muscular thighs caging you in hotly pressed against him. Shaking, you look up at him submissively, biting your lip as he grins meanly, placing his mouth inches from yours as he ghosts “And I fucking love it too.” You whine at this, bucking your hips up into his trying for any form of reaction. You get it. Billy licks a strip of your neck “I want words sweetheart.” He sighs and you can feel a bulge as you buck your hips up again.

“Stop teasing” you stutter voice pitchy. Billy chuckles darkly at your writhing whines, wincing as your breathy voice sends heat shooting to his nearing painful hard on. He was going to fuck you until you couldn’t walk he mused, lips quirking up at the thought. “You want me to stop darlin’?” he groans feigning hurt. You could tell by the timbre in his voice that he was going to play you until you broke. “N-uh-No!” You protest quickly and you’re fast to realize your mistake as Billy’s eyes darken in possessiveness. You gasp turns reedy as Billy slips a hand into your shorts index finger rubbing sharp circles into your clit in a way he knows short circuits your brain. “Then want do you want doll?” Billy drags out the pet name innocently. You know what he wants. And you know what you need, so you swallow your pride and beg. “Puh-ah- please fuck me Billy.” Your soft cry has him groaning as he feels a distinctive drool of his cock. “Well aren’t you a pretty little thing” Billy whispers as his large hands grip your waist-much to your delight- as he pulls you down closer to him.

“Gonna fuck you so good sweetheart,” Billy smiles kissing your cheek as your back bows and you arch up into him moaning at his words. “Such good fuckin’ manners,” he continues nipping at your collarbone. “And good manners deserve a reward huh?” He growls as his right hand snakes to your neck addictively. You claw at his bicep holding him as his fingers slip into your gushing cunt. “Bills-ah-Billy please I need it” you whimper, the soft nickname not passing Billy’s ears.

“Such a greedy little pussy hmm?” At this snarky regard Billy thrusts his fingers quickly in and out of your throbbing hole. Mewling you shudder, red nails creating crescents in his golden skin. “Baby please I-oh fuckkk~” your eyes roll while your hips instinctively attempt to cant closed. Billy’s grip on your calf stops this however as he guides your shorts and panties down quickly to have better access to your sloppy cunt. You blush, mouth forming into an oh as Billy’s eyes glaze at the sight-and sound of him working his thick fingers into your tight core.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Billy mumbles husky, as the wet sounds of your glistening heat reach his perked ears, Billy inhales shakily and starts to rut his hips into the mattress as your eyes turn hazy and tear filled from pleasure. “Billy!” Your voice is breathier still and much higher, but the way you say his name has him moaning yours back lowly. “Look at this darlin’ she’s practically leaking for me.” Billy coos referring to your pussy, one hand still placed over your hips holding you down.

As your hole gives a telling repeated flutter he grins evilly and you whine so close to cumming on his fingers. “Are you gonna cum for me doll?” Billy asks deep voice adding to the tight coil in your tummy. You nod vigorously, opening your mouth to speak but only a strangled little sigh slips out. “The only way you’re going to be doing that-” you nearly wail as Billy pulls out his coated fingers, cunt clenching as he brings them to his outstretched tongue to lick them clean. “Is if your creaming on my cock sweetheart.” He finishes. You can’t help but to let out a small keen at his words. You can feel them in your chest clawing their way to your heart and squeezing. Maybe that’s why your heart skips a beat as he pulls down his boxers teasingly slow.

Billy’s head cocks back as the flushed head of his red, weeping dick hits the cool air. You stare at it unabashed and wanting as you trail your eyes up the veins to his glistening slit. “See something you want?” Comes Billy’s forward teasing lilt. Nonetheless though, he grins eyes flashing as you nod needily and whimper for him to rail you. He quirks his brow at your panting silence, so you gasp out “please put it in—ah!” Your indignant plea is cut short with a squeal as he thrusts into you easily and to the hilt.

You cry softly as Billy’s hips piston into yours fast. It felt so good— the rhythmic push of his hips into yours. And as you whimpered and pulsed around his girth Billy let out a loud groan, much to the delight of your cunt that continues to gush around him and tighten warmly. “Feel so-oh fuck—s-so fuckin’ good” Billy slurs into you as his eyes screw shut tightly before opening once more. You relish in the way the corn flower blue of his iris’ are hidden by his blown pupils. The pussy drunk look on his face matched a similar look of pleasure that was upon yours. 

“Always look so gorgeous crying on my dick baby~” Billy murmurs to you hotly as he bites the bottom of your ear, the sting was gentle, shocking you back from the hazy state your mind was in. You gave an appreciative moan and clench around him, your voice betraying you. “So—mmm-so big Billy-ah- make me feel so—so good.” You squeak out. Billy’s drunken grin widens at your praise and he somehow ruts even faster into you. Your body goes slack yet stiff at this your hands clawing into the sheets as well as Billy’s back attempting to anchor yourself to something— anything comforting as your hole is abused again and again. At some point your thighs must have closed again because suddenly it all stops.

Your brain is moving slow and out of focus, like you took a picture and forgot to zoom back in. You’re highly aware of Billy’s strong, warm hands tracing down your figure. You arch into them for comfort until you realize their sinister task. You yelp as his Billy growls lifting one of your legs to his shoulder holding you spread wide for him to do whatever the hell he wants to you.

Billy wants to ruin you.

You can see it in his eyes as his face drops closer to yours. The intensity of his gaze has you shutting your eyes but now gripping onto his shoulders as he gyrates his hips into a slow grind. A slurred moan melts out of you as Billy’s hand, once again finds its place at your neck. “Eyes on me pretty girl.” Billy commands evenly. Immediately your eyes snap open, your brows still pinched. In this position, he was so much deeper, rubbing against a spot that had you seeing stars.

“fuck me~” is all you can choke out whimpering so soft it’s barely audible, but Billy hears you. He complies with a slow deep thrust that has you, again clinging to his bulky biceps. “Right there huh?” Billy groans as you arch up into him “yeahhh right there sweetheart—f-fuck— I can feel this tight little cunt milking me.” He whines into your ear. The only thought in your brain is Billy, and as he fucks you hard and deep, it’s the only thing your brain is tuning into. You inhale shakily when you realize you’ve forgotten to breathe.

Billy swipes his thumb over your lip as you drool, tongue stuck slightly out from the overwhelming pleasure you feel. “Yes—ah-oh fuck please please I-harder!” Your voice warbles pornographically. Your eyes roll back as the tightened hotness in your belly nears snapping. You’re so very, very, close.

“Please-Nuh—no don’t stop-m-‘m gonna c-uh!” Your confusing mewls spur Billy on as his abs tighten he gives an answering shuddering gasp “wouldn’t—ah- wouldn’t dream of it darlin’” he rasps. Billy doesn’t hold back as he moans “come on—mmm- cum on this cock, s-show me how good I make you feel love.” And at the pet name you shatter the tightened coil of arousal in your belly finally snapping, oh so addictively. You attempt to thrash, but are held still by Billy’s arms caging around your body.

The way your warm velvety walls clench around Billy’s leaking cock is enough to send him over the edge as well moaning your name as he spills into you dribbling, as he continues to fuck his cum back in. As he continues to move, you grab his long hair pulling his face to yours as you kiss his plump, bitten lips needily. A few sloppy thrusts later, Billy’s hips still and you pull away breathless from the hot and heavy kiss. Happy and totally satisfied in Billy’s larger body atop of yours.

“You alright?” Comes the now loving drawl of your boyfriend as a dopey smile spreads across your face. You merely giggle, snuggling closer into his arms as you nod “Just peachy.” You snicker. A responding chuckle into your shoulder tells you that Billy heard your silly antics. “I don’t think I remember my name.” You mutter.

You’re only half serious.

Billy kisses your cheek before nipping your collarbone one last time “Then I definitely fucked your brains out doll.”

[piastree]

Take a Chance with Me | OP81

oscar piastri x reader (fc: huh yunjin)

— Part 2

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Summary : They are a couple caught in the chaos of a love filled with randomness and quirks. Their relationship is marked by funny and unpredictable moments, where each day feels like a new adventure. Despite frequently engaging in amusing and spirited bickering, beneath the banter lies a deep and meaningful romance. noted: idk i decided to make the part 2 haha. Enjoyyy!!&lt;3

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yourusername what is life if not to love and be loved

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user just hit a morning, and she's already dropping bangers

oscarpiastri well i can do both

yourusername lucky me!🥰

user aww they're the cutest<3 :( I FEEL SO SINGLE

user i’m mister steal your girl @/oscarpiastri

user you guys are so freakin cute

yourusername cute has four letters, so does meeee

oscarpiastri liked the comments

user OMGGGG I LOVE HER

user cutie patooties button >>>>>>

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yourusername on duty🏁🏎️

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user supportive gf out there

mclaren oscar's serotonin booster💪🧡

user not a good day for oscar, but at least he had you by his side

user sadly the luck was not here with him

yourusername the luck just took a vacation for today :(

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Gracias México 🇲🇽 Not the Sunday we planned but more points on the board. Onwards to 🇧🇷

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mclaren Let’s go after it again in Brazil! 👊

user you did an amazing job right here!!!! We love you, Oscar!!🇲🇽🧡 hope you enjoyed your time here

user they look so so so cute together😭❤️

yourusername always proud of you❤️

oscarpiastri thankyou, love ❤️

user idk if i want her or to be her

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I don't know why I wrote part 2 but I enjoyed writing this, I hope you also enjoy reading this

[ikealoki]

old order headshots + headcanons because hell yeah

i dont really have a hc for soren but the idea od him being missing is so interesting. its confirmed that ivor (and harper?) were on a mission to find him but obviously havent. the easiest answer is he went back to the end, but thats obvious meaning he/they probably looked there and he clearly isnt since they havent found him. so where the hell is he? theres no chance that hes in the portal network because of jesse being in posession of the flint and steel and hed have to way to get around without it, but considering hes a master builder and knew where ivors lab and enchantments are maybe he made his own?? i dunno. but its interesting. i wish that if there ever is a season 3 (highly doubt) we’ll get some closure on him. the only reason he wasnt in s2 is because the team said they wanted new characters, but considering how sparse soren was i feel like it couldve worked. but like i said i really want to know where he actually went and how his books got everywhere, its a fun concept.

gabriel!!! i dont know why he doesnt get more love hes amazing. but id like to think he lives near beacon town, not near enough to know about the admin shit but near enough to where jesse could get to him if hes needed without it being a whole ass journey. i think hed like to be more involved but feels too much guilt about the old order’s actions and feels like a fraud despite the fact that he is actually capable.

ellie my beloved. i understand any and all soregaard shipping but i like to think of them as having a sibling dynamic, like ellegaard has the older sister role whos exhausted by his “quirks” but will defend him with her life if anyone was judgemental. nerd club!!! also i feel like theres like a really intricate baroque style painting of her somewhere, maybe soren made it and its tucked away somewhere in his base. i know thats oddly specific. but it just feels right.

magnus!! (this is the one im most proud of)

i dont have many thoughts about him but i think hes bald on purpose. like his hair is too much of a fire hazard and his paranoia drives him to shave it off, even though he has his stupid ass fishbowl helmet its his way of staying on guard.

ivor!! this one isnt actually done because the filed corrupted while i eas working on it :( so i just did final editing on a separate application after screenshotting what i could

but as for hcs id like to think if he ever did/does find soren that hed encourage his work with endermen after learning what he was really doing. maybe making enchantments or potions to help him work among the endermen more freely or things like that. id ljke to imagine thered be an instance where jesse would have to go to the end for something and among the end cities theres a little cottage style structure and ivor and soren are just in there sharing their recent adventures over tea or slow dancing to one of sorens records. theyre in love JUST TRUST ME PLEA

and thats it! if u want to use any for anything feel free jusg credit meeee @ ikealoki 🗿

[yume-joshi]

OH MY.GOD. THE CURRENT MAMMON EVENT IN WHB IS MAKING ME SO FUCKING SAD. (spoilers under the cut)

HIS DAD. MAMYUNNNN WAHHH. he died protecting mammonn... :((

so. somehow he grew bigger and stronger from being malnourished?? is there any sense to that or it it just how it is...?

AND GOD THAT LAST LINE. this is horrible. this is meant to be a PORN GAME!!!! WHY WOULD U DO THIS TO MEEEE!!! 🙁🙁 he misses his father... he wants to die in his place UGH AGH. fucking dies.

jesus christ. so he was down there for many years, i assume??? god damn!!! how did he turn out so normal..

AND OH MY GOF THIS FUCKING NEXT PART.

ITS THE FORMER CITIZENS. THEYRE THE ONLY REASON HES ALIVE. THEYRE GIVING UP THE LASTS OF THEIR SOULS FOR HIM AHHAGGGGGGHHHY. "Because of me again..." PRETTYBUSY IM FUCKING COMING FOR YOY. IM GONNA GET YOU.

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[chatnoirsss]

Hiii I just LOVE your writing sm omfgg ,hope your having a lovely day rn because rn I'm stuck in a fucking train station in Paris and it's like 92848482°c (help) sooo it gaves me an idea for a request 😇☝️

2007/2008 Tom x fem reader , in a train station like it could be a yn that missed her train and is desperately waiting for an another train then Bam , Tom is traveling with Bill, Gustav and Georg and he see her and just find her super hot and pretty u know , even tho YN is literally a mess idkkk just yeah I trust you ,do whatever you what , you don't even have to do this one if you don't feel like it 😭😭

Love u !!

T. KAULITZ x READER

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: on a hot day in paris you meet a certain someone

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: none 😇

★ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: hey girl sorry for the late reply but i hope you had a good time in paris 😘 ALSO FINALLY GOT THIS FIC OUTTTT hope you guys like it and hope you guys MISSED meeee kisses and hugs 😘

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you ran as fast as you could to the train doors, but they closed right as you made it. you were now stuck in the train station waiting 30 minutes for another one to show up. you took a seat on one of the benches in the station, wiping the sweat off your forehead as you processed what just happened. you leaned back on the bench and let out a sigh and closing your eyes. you were dehydrated, sweaty, sticky and frustrated all at the same time which made your situation even worse.

you sat, checking the clock every 3 seconds until finally a train showed up along with a group of boys. they all looked around your age and you couldn’t help but notice one of them was just your type. he was wearing the baggiest clothes you’ve ever seen and he had long, dark blonde locs. you brushed it aside since you had a train to catch and you were already late to where you were supposed to be. you took a seat near the door and the boys followed, taking the same train as you. they sat in the seats across from you and one of the boys, the one you doing attractive was staring right at you.

you were a sweaty mess so you got embarrassed about your current appearance since you didn’t look the best. you fixed your hair a bit and reapplied some lipstick, looking up at the boy who was now laughing at something his friend said. you thought he was laughing at you but you noticed he was blushing as well. he looked back over at you and you couldn’t help but blush too. his face was perfect and he looked like an angel, you noticed his lip piercing too which was totally hot. after a few minutes of awkward back and forth eye contact the train finally stopped at your destination. you were disappointed that you didn’t ask for his number or at least get his name.

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before you left though, you heard the boys friends laugh and footsteps behind you. “hey, do you mind if i get your number?” the voice asked. you turned around to see the boy, “oh, uhm sure,” you said trying to hide your giant smile that was forming. you reached for his phone and your hands touched which made your face red and hot. “here, i’m actually late to work so i guess i’ll see you around,” you said handing his phone back to him. “oh, sure,” he said before sitting back down, you were smiling from ear to ear as you walked out of the train.

you talked to your friend alyssa at work about what had just occured. “you will not believe what just happened on the train,” you said to her. “did you meet your prince charming?” she asked. “kind of…” you said. she immediately looked up from her phone and raised an eyebrow. “tell me more,” she said. “okay well i missed the train and sat around waiting for another one and then when the other one came a group of boys showed up and hopped on the same train as me,” you explained. “then, i saw this really cute boy and we made eye contact, but didn’t say anything until the train stopped. i was obviously disappointed but then he asked for my number, i had to leave though so we didn’t talk much,” you finished explaining, catching your breath.

“when is it my turn?” alyssa asked before you heard your phone ring. it was a text message from the train boy. “i think he just texted me,” you said. “let me see,” alyssa said, scooting closer to you. “hey i’m tom, the guy from the train earlier. i was wondering if you’d like to get dinner with me sometime,” read the text message. you gasped as alyssa read it out loud. “say yes!” she said, pushing the phone towards you. “okok! this is so exciting,” you giggle before responding. “hey tom, i’m ______. is tonight good?” you replied. “you sound so formal,” alyssa said laughing while looking at your phone. “i’m nervous okay?!” you replied with a defensive but relaxed tone.

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once work had ended you and tom decided on going to your favorite restaurant near your apartment. you gave him a call to let him know that you would be waiting for him before you rushed to get ready. your heart was beating fast as you hopped in the shower, beginning to scrub your hair of all sweat and grease from the subway. you began to daydream about the date and would you would say to this complete stranger, making scenarios about how things could go, like what if i get food stuck in my teeth or what if he doesn’t like your personality. you got got carried away as you realized the time. “shit!” you exclaimed loudly before reaching for your towel and already putting your dress on before you were even dry.

you hurriedly curled your lashes and applied on mascara, making a mess all around your eye. you it up and added some finished touches before putting on some lipstick. looking at the mirror, you felt confident with the hard work and preparation for tonight. you took a deep sigh and smiled before searching for your phone which started ringing. it must’ve been tom telling you he was here since you heard a honk outside. you grabbed your phone and opened the, almost forgetting your purse. you looked up and there he was, waiting for you. he had walked out of his car and stood by the passenger seat just open the door for you.

not wanting to keep him waiting, you quickly ran over to him with a big smile on your face. “good to see you again, tom,” you said as he opened the door. “my pleasure,” he replied with a slight flirt in his tone before quickly making it back to the drivers side. the drive was a bit silent at first but you decided to crack some conversation. “so, are you from here?” you asked. “well actually no. i’m just uh, visiting you could say,” he said a bit nervously. you were off put by that but decided to ignore it since you wanted to keep the spark going. the restaurant wasn’t far from your place so it didn’t take long for tom to find it. he quickly rushed out the car after he airier to open your door which you thought was super cute of him.

“you’re such a gentleman,” you said chuckling, looking in his eyes. “only the best for you pretty lady,” he replied before winking, which immediately gave you butterflies. your face got red and hot as you started blushing and you could tell he noticed too by the accomplished smirk on his face.

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you guys got sat quickly and got to talking, you bringing up what he does for a living first. “well i play guitar in a band,” he said. “that’s amazing! i’ve always wanted to learn. what’s your bands name?” you asked. “tokio hotel,” he replied quickly, somewhat avoiding the question. “you guys popular?” you asked. “i guess you could say that,” he dryly responded. you thought it was a little weird that he didn’t want to talk about it but ignored it anyway since you didn’t want to pry and make him uncomfortable.

the waiter came with the menu and everything looked amazing as you two browsed. “i think i’ll have the pasta, what about you?” you asked, looking up at the menu to him. “the steak looks amazing,” he said. “alright then,” said the waiter as he grabbed the menus. “so what about you, what do you do?” tom asked. “well it’s not as exciting as whatever you do. i work an office job,” you said awkwardly slightly embarrassed as you laughed it off. “there’s nothing wrong with that,” he said sweetly, smiling at you.

his kindness was warm, comforting in a way. you were used to being treated mediocrely in all your past relationships so this was something to get used to. “where do you work?” he asked. “i work at ______ company, the buildings actually right there,” you said, pointing to a nearby skyscraper. the waiter arrived shortly with your food and the pasta looked mouth watering along with tom’s steak. the two of you started digging and with the first bite you fell in love immediately. “this is amazing!” you exclaimed, mouth still full of noodles. tom chuckled, looking at you with pure adoration as the candlelight gleamed in his eyes. you felt embarrassed as you covered your mouth and apologized for the rude outburst.

“mind if i have a bite?” tom asked. “go ahead,” you said, now wiping the pasta sauce off your lips. you pushed the plate his way as he lifted his fork. his face lit up as he tried it, looking as if he had fallen in love with the taste. “it really is amazing, you have good taste,” he said. “thanks,” you said shyly, letting out a little giggle. after dinner was over, tom walked you to the car and as he did you noticed a mob of people outside along with bright camera flashes from what you guessed as paparazzi?

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“why would paparazzi be here?” you mumbled to tom over the loud screams and yells. “uh- i have no idea, that’s strange. maybe there’s a celebrity here,” he said. “TOM!! I LOVE YOU!!!” you heard a voice shout from the crowd. you thought it was strange they were shouting the name of you date and you looked over to tom. “are they cheering for you?” you asked confused. “it couldn’t be, probably just a guy with the same name,” he said. “I LOVE TOKIO HOTEL!!” shouted another voice. “hey isn’t that the name of your ban-” you were cut off with tom dragging you by the hand to his car before you could finish your sentence.

“hey what gives?!?” you asked as he placed you gently but hurriedly in the car. you had so many questions at this point it didn’t seem like they would be answered soon. tom quickly got into the drivers seat and started the car, speeding away. he was silent the ride back to your house and the awkwardness of the car ride made you uncomfortable. when he parked outside your place, the two of you sat in silence for a while. “look i-“ he stared before you cut him off. “what just happened? why were all those girls screaming your name and your bands name? and why were there paparazzi? why did you run away so fast? i have so many questions,” you said shaking a little. tom let out a sigh, “i might’ve lied a little bit about the popularity of my band,” he said nervously.

“go on,” you said. “and i may or may not be here for said bands tour,” he continued. you let out a big sigh as you leaned back and closed your eyes. “why though? i mean i don’t mind if you’re some huge celebrity, it just would’ve been nice to know,” you said. “i understand and i’m sorry but i just thought you would get turned off by that. i really like you after all and i didn’t want to scare you away,” he said with a worried expression on his face as he looked at you. “i really like you too tom, and it’d take more than that to scare me away,” you said opening your eyes and turning to face him, a big smile growing on your face. “is that so?” he said with a mischievous grin, looking down at your lips. “oh?” you questioned.

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before you could say anything, tom quickly pounced on you. you were caught by surprise as the two of you locked lips but you went along with it. his lips were warm but hands warmer as you felt them glide against your cheek, immediately giving you butterflies. he began moving down to your neck before you stopped him. “let’s move this upstairs yeah?” you asked. “ok but i can’t guarantee i can hold myself back that long,” he said. your face felt warm as your cheeks turned red. tom carried you all the way upstairs into your building and you quickly unlocked your door before shutting it just as fast.

he placed you gently onto your bed and picked up where he left off. that night was one of your best and before you knew it the two of you were asleep, arms tangled together. you woke up first from the mixture of sunlight and the sweet chirps of birds. you looked over to see tom, shirtless but you were too. sitting up, you noticed your clothes scattered all on the floor. you got up to pick them up before you felt comforting, warm hands reach for your waist, it was tom. “where are you going?” he asked with a soft whine but deep morning voice before pulling you into his arms. “relax i’m just cleaning the mess we made last night up,” you giggled as he tickled you with kisses. “nghm that can wait,” he softly whispered as you grasped onto your body tightly.

[lynn-tged-posting]

tged webtoon ep 158 spoilers and thoughts but mostly it's just me laughing my ass off and also speculating on what happens, im still working on the novel but ill finish it soon trust <- has like ten billion different things she wants to do at the same time

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ARCOS AND MARBELLA IN THIS PANEL WAS ME FOR MOST IF NOT ALL OF THIS CHAPTER HELPPP LMFAOAOOO

javier you absolute fiend you ,,, you've learned so much,,, /aff

i figured that javier would tell them at least a semi-truth, or something like that to tide over the count/countess,,, their expressions here made me so worried for a moment,,,

LIKE THESE UUAGHGHHGHGHHHH that kind of anticipation is terrifying tbh like "has our son been dead this whole time, have we been living w someone else??" and the imminent grief looming over that thought i think got translated really well here the blank irises and the shadowed face im so ,,,, ueueueueueue

AND THEN TO GET HIT WITH THIS

HELP MEEEE HAHAHAHA BRAZEN JAVIER ROBOFACED JAVIER ITS REAL HES REAL LMFAOAOOOOO

OF ALL THE THINGS JAVIER COULD HAVE DONE TO GET OUT OF THIS SITUATION HE DECIDED TO EMULATE LLOYD I GIGGLED SO BAD I STARTED COUGHING

AND THE FULL COMMITMENT TOO TO THE BIT AND MAKING IT SEEM LIKE HE'S MORE FOULMOUTHED THAN HE LETS ON . AND SINCE JAVIER IS NORMALLY SO DEADPAN IT JUST. WORKS I GUESS HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS CRAZY

insane genuinely fucking insane i couldn't stop laughing HAHAHAHAA like this is completely absurd but the fact that it's coming from javier, someone who the count and countess completely trust at the moment, someone who's been by lloyd's side this whole time,,, PELASE HAHAHFHADHFDHSHAHA

the count and countess reacting too got me giggling a storm HAHA

also also early webtoon lloyd makes an appearance again i think it's really fun that the artist gives him the hairstyle from back then, before they changed his hairstyle heehee

oh his undershirt is also missing that X that's usually there in the current tged style too i didnt notice that at first but another little callback!!!

AND THEN JAVIER FINISHING OFF THE BIT WITH. SEPPUKU??? WHAT THE HELL ALDKFJLSDKJF ?!?!?!

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY TO THIS LIKE HE DIDNT HAVE TO but i guess it did kind of knock the count/countess out of their stupor bc by seeing something so insane from javier they think javier rlly regrets giving lloyd BRAIN DAMAGE LAKJDFSHDF FUCKING BRAIN DAMAGE

i did see some ppl say that its kind of odd that they thank javier for this and thats fair yeah i dont think id be ok w finding out "oh one of my loved ones gave another one of my loved ones MEMORY LOSS"

but i think it could be that they're relieved to find out (or are inclined to believe) that their lloyd is "still alive" - he's just changed, not dead (except he is dead, so javier succeeded in fooling them without telling very severe lies)

honestly with how their expressions were they were probably expecting the worst, esp w all the evidence stacked against lloyd. can u imagine that despair, realizing that the person you've finally come to love is not the person you thought they were?? that the person you thought you had a second chance with, wasn't that person at all? i bet all those regrets were washing over the count and countess all at once,,, and then the relief that comes when it's revealed (when they're lead to believe) that no, it's the same person. this second chance was with the same lloyd, not someone else. that's still their son. oooooh imagine the relief, the realization that you don't have to mourn, you don't have to grieve for a death that happened under your nose

i think that's why they reacted this way, instead of worrying over javier wacking lloyd upside the head; like, what matters now is that lloyd frontera is alive (to them) and that both lloyd and javier have grown and changed themselves and the estate for the better. that the child and the knight they raised have a bright future and isn't that what any parent wants?

tho ofc they dont realize that their assumption is not the truth, but well they dont need to know that,,, for everyones sakes,,, nice play javier

when lloyd shows up and we saw this panel i thought we were gonna have a nice moment between the two of them where lloyd thanks javier for covering for him and hiding the truth but then-

THESE TWO FUCKING IDIOTS HAHAHAHAHAHA /AFF

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEYRE SO DEVIOUS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA

and then lloyds conversation with the count/countess after PLEASE

yknow this is kind of like that bargaining strategy where you propose something completely absurd and crazy so that the other party says no, but then you offer your real request that is objectively tasking but the other party thinks of it as lesser than the former request so they'll grant it . whatever the heck that strat is called thats what this feels like HAHAHAHA

AND ARCOS TRYING TO LOOK OUT FOR LLOYD AND

AHFGSDLJKFSDGHH THRTHOWS UP

lloyd says "all i need is for you to stay healthy" and god that fucking. hurts ouw ouuuhhh owiee oww BUDDY U CAN HAVE BOTH U CAN PROTECT UR FAMILY WHILE ALSO RELYING ON THEM!!! LLOYD!!! LLLOOOYYYDDD

and yet of course this is smth that suho!lloyd would say ,,, he wasnt able to help his parents w their struggles back then but now he can and now it's all he wants to do ,,, i cant even explain how emo this exchange makes me i can't quite put it into words even after a whole day of sitting on this,,, especially after the events of 157 like lloyd im worried abt u!! he doesnt even realize he doesnt even realize the overwork the possible spiral that can come from trying to preserve this aghhh AAGGHHH

sorry for losing it anyways moving on, the title effects linking yippie!!! it was super fun seeing all the teams and all the people he's brought together,,, truly this was our greatest estate development /j

ALSO JAVIER BEING BY HIMSELF ON A TEAM LMFAOOOO "the team that does everything" HAHAHAHAHA

AND THEN AND THEN the last reveal of this episode THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN HELLO!@?!?!??!@?!?@?!@! OH MY GOD

raphael looks a litte different here i could've sworn he was a turtle /j

BUT YEAH HOLY SHIT WOW i mean it makes sense, if theres a hell theres probably a heaven, and there was that line that javier said where he was like "alicia liking lloyd is more ridiculous than suho actually being an archangel" MAN I SHOULDA SEEN THIS COMING LMAO but im still excited to see where this goes

like the jewel of truth construction being ILLEGAL? what r they gonna do??? like,,, take the parts away?!?! how will lloyd avoid their like, divine punishment or whatever?? is it considered a crime to start mythical construction??? i wonder what their ruling will be

also the exiled student guy (forgot his name) and lupellan what r they up to will this interfere w them?? or with lloyd? a lot of stuff lined up oh GOD lmao

anyways thats all for right now, as always i yap more on my twitter if youd like to see more shenanigans from me, see yall next week!! !!!!

[wegc]

THE AMOUNT OF little angry red emojis in here ohhhhh ur so so cute 😡😡 that certain is someone is meeee!!! (i hope)

A LENGTH THAT LONG??? i would actually love u forever. ☹️ not that i don’t already hehe….but i would be over the moon!!! i dooooo care to send one how could i not when my precious author is being so adorable 😡😡

AH today’s 2 kids show with hyunibini made me cry but i thought about how changbin sometimes waits around for hyunjin if he’s out late and 🙁🙁 it’s so sweet now picturing him waiting at home if you are out late with friends and you arrive and he’s just all cutesy and grabby hands as soon as you open the door and he does that little whiny voice and is POUTY and he looks so cute it’s impossible not to squish his cheeks while he just stands there a bit sulky but also content and happy now that you’re back….im melting he’s the cutest sweetest baby :( :( would also bury his pretty face in ur neck and mumble something like “binnie missed his bunny” while giving kisses IM CRUMBLINGGHEJD anywho. carry on hehe sorry for my little ramble i did not mean for it to be so long oopsies whoopsiesss🥹 don’t forget to eat well and stay warm and hydrated today 😡-🍧

it is you😡 currently preparing myself for the masterpiece u just wrote😡

and YES AHSDJ I WATCHED IT and all i could think about was clingy and protective changbin who is constantly asking about your day, who you’re with, and how you feel :( this DEVASTATED me hello you are so right!!!

he’s so sleepy from practice and also slightly on edge considering that it’s currently midnight and you’re still not home, but at least you’ve checked in with him now and then, so he’s not too worried. nonetheless, practice was rough, his throat sore and voice hoarse from hours spent at the studio, and all he wanted to do was sleep—only in your arms, however. he can't rest until you’re home.

when you unlock the door, you can’t stop your eyes from softening at the sight of changbin seated on your couch, his head tilted back and eyes closed in mellow ease, a serene expression gracing his face. you could tell that he wasn’t sleeping but was rather waiting for you to come home, your suspicions being confirmed as his eyes fluttered open at the sound of your keys jingling.

he momentarily ignores his exhaustion when he stands up to greet you with a cheeky smile before quickly embracing you and groaning into your neck, whining and playfully grumbling about how long you took and how he ‘might’ve died from worry!’ you know he’s only joking when you pull his head back to look at him, and his cheeks are rosy, a giddy grin plastered upon his mouth which begins to attack your face with kisses.

his face would shortly bury itself in your neck once again and his hands would firmly grip your thighs before picking you up and carrying you to your shared bedroom, snickering at your loud squeals. thus the cuddle session begins and all he does is tease you in his annoyingly cute high-pitched voice and gush about how he’s so glad his y/n is home, how he’s too obsessed with you so you better not stay out that late again!!!

his teasing eventually passes when he yawns and decides to brush strands of loose hair away from your face, softly asking you if you had fun, eagerly listening to you recount your day with a sleepy grin. it’s hard to not squeeze his cheeks and kiss him silly as he presses small pecks onto your jaw while listening to you talk, asking keen questions before eventually falling asleep with his head buried in your chest </3