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goldfades · 7 months ago

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𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 ─ PB⁵

౨ৎ ─ summary | paigey being your girlfriend - a list of relationship "headcanons"

─ warnings | in a bullet-point formatting, i hope you guys like it! fluff (lmk if yall want nsfw ones bc i can provide), paige being DOWN BAD, social media tingz, maybe alluding to being outed but not really, some angst but you can skip over it, paigey being protective (duh), nothing else?

─ taglist | @xocherishxo @iienstein @yazmunson and here's a link to my taglist if anyone would like to join!!

─ ev's notes | THIS IS SUCH LONG MESS BECAUSE I'M HAVING PAIGE BRAINROT RN, but i hope y'all enjoy nonetheless LOL being in my paige era i've read so many of these and i'm sure you guys have as well, so i'm making this as unique (or descriptive) as i possibly can to make it because it's more fun to read (and write cus im a sucker for details)

PRE-RELATIONSHIP STUFF

when you guys first started dating, i feel like paige would be kind of secretive about it

maybe secretive isn't the right word but very... private but not secret type of vibe (at least irl)

not because she doesn't want to show you off, because believe me, she wants to (she's a bragger what can i say)

but just because she wants to keep you all to herself for a while

she knows that as soon as people find out about it, everyone will be talking about it and making assumptions and she just wants to keep you to herself

at least for a couple months

she doesn't care about the public's opinions but she wants to make sure that y'all are LOCKED IN before she makes it public on social media

but it's clear to paige that y'all are very much locked in after the first couple weeks

she's not new to relationships and she's had her fair share but she can tell that it's different now

so the whole "not sure if i wanna hard/soft launch her cus what if we're not a long term" sentiment turns into "i wanna keep this special thing to myself ONLY for at least a couple months"

and of course the entire team knows paige is down bad for you, they've never ever seen her this WHIPPED

because paige seems like she'd be nonchalant and SHE IS... for people she doesn't give a fuck about

so when she likes someone, she LIKES someone

she is extra what can i say

they tease her about it and in any other situation, she would be annoyed but she loooooooves it because it's like "yeah i'm in the best most awesome relationship with the cutest sweetest and kindest girl in the PLANET"

you and paige would've definitely known of each other since freshman year but like... she's kinda intimidating so you sorta tried to steer clear of her

you were really close with some of the girls on the team, specifically azzi so you saw paige kind of a lot

but sophomore year, azzi kind of pushed you guys to be close and since she knows you guys so well, IT WORKED!

you guys clicked so quick and that doesn't happen a lot with paige, it takes a lot to earn her friendship

but you practically ripped down all her walls within like an hour of talking to her

definitely the first one to catch feelings

at least... to her ;)

very much friends to lovers trope with lots of sexual tension cus who doesn't love that?

i feel like after 3 months of being really close friends, you guys would spend like a shit ton of time together

you guys were ALWAYS together

she even tried to convince you to come to practice with her but you said no cus... what the heck

everyone knows... EVERYONE knows that paige likes you

and it kind of becomes like cemented (for paige at least) after she realized you were her literal COMFORT PERSON

like after every terrible, long practice or after losing games all she wants to do is be AROUND YOU so she could forget about everything

especially when she gets injured, she's such a wreck and the only person who made her feel better was you

it wasn't even what you said or what you did, it was simply just you

and after going through such a bad time with you, she realized that she liked you and she can't keep pretending

and she asked you (yaya!) and you said yes cus you liked her back (yaya!) and everything is just YAYA

so it's safe to say she knows she's found her soulmate within a month of knowing you

but she doesn't wanna seem like she's love-bombing you or whatever so she pretended to be nonchalant

which of course FAILS because she's down bad

so she tells you she loves you within like a month of dating

i KNOW it seems bad but you guys both felt it because of the whole injury and spending every moment together

when you know, you know vibes

she told you she loved you after you were there for her through some of the worst times of her life and you said it back of course and it's all cutesy

paige's love language is TOTALLY quality time and touch

even before you were dating, she just liked having her hands on you whether it was like holding your hand while walking through a crowd, or braiding your hair, or putting her head on top of yours or something as simple as just HUGGING you

but she kept it cordial of course cus y'all weren't dating

yeah that was all thrown out the window as soon you became her girlfriend

hands on you at ALL times, it becomes so subconscious neither of you even know you're doing it anymore

so remember that whole secret relationship thing?

well... everyone kind of figures it out online after like 3 months of dating

it was because of paige, poor girl couldn't keep her hands and lips off of you after a particularly hard game and somehow 🤨🤨someone gets a picture and it was all over twitter and tiktok the next day

literally "paige bueckers girlfriend" trending after an hour of getting posted

but neither of you cared too much about it because A. it was totally worth it cus the kiss was 😫😫😫 and B. she finally doesn't have to turn off her girlfriend mode when she's with you at games

cus she has the prettiest and best gf in the world and she wants everyone to know that

the only reason she was slightly annoyed was because she couldn't hard launch you on instagram :( poor girl had potential captions in her notes :( cus she's our little drama queen:(

but that doesn't stop her cus she ends up doing it! (shameless plug right there hehehe)

now that she can freely touch you and just be herself finally, she literally doesn't GAFFF

of course nothing like over the top because sure she loves PDA to a certain extent and she's an athlete so she needs to keep it civil

RELATIONSHIP STUFF

we've already covered how paige is a physical touch and quality time girly

and paige loves spending literally all her free time with you because you just recharge her

but it isn't in like an overwhelming way

paige understand that sometimes you need quiet time (or vice versa) but the thing is she doesn't even need you to talk just being around you is enough

so idk if it's necessarily QUALITY time but just being around you and spending every free second she has with you tells you that she is in love with you

paige is the most protective person IN THE WORLD, not just with you like in general

it doesn't even have to be someone she knows, if she sees someone giving someone else a hard time SHE WILL STEP IN!

and with her friends, y'all have seen her... she does not back down and will literally murder anyone who comes for the people she cares about

so if that's with people she doesn't know, and her friends, you guys can imagine how crazy she gets over you

if somebody says something even slightly consendecing or mean, slap. someone looks at you the wrong way? slap. somebody breaths wrong around you, slap.

obviously she won't lay a hand on them first but likeeee would she back down, nope

she is actually your guardian angel

like at parties, her hand is always on you and she never ever leaves your side

you need to get a drink, she's coming to

if you need to pee? she'll wait in the bathroom for you

yeah don't expect her to leave your side

because even when she IS by your side, there is always a weirdo in your guys' ear trying to get with one (or both!) of you

but yeah she's not afraid to defend you when it comes to literally anything

and this doesn't only apply to strangers, if there is someone that you know (your friend, her friend, etc) she WILL stand by you and defend you

like she doesn't shy away from confrontation, she will say something but only if you want her to

and GOD HELP THEM if you shed a single tear, cus the next morning you bet she's saying something

like i said, paige is a confrontational person and that means she's the biggest communicator

if she has a problem, she will tell you so that you guys can fix it

but sometimes she can come off a little argumentative and like she's just attacking you

she uses a lot of "you" statements so it seems like she's pushing the blame all on to you

so that can be the root of a lot of your guys' arguments when paige is only trying to solve the issues

but of course paige doesn't back down so she will be arguing with you even if she doesn't even know why, she just hates being wrong

but she doesn't let you leave or go to sleep unless the problem is fixed (or at least on the road to being fixed)

she'll give you space, she'll go another room to take a breather but she will not let you leave until it is fixed

usually after the breather you guys can come to an agreement and then paige usually hugs all the anger outta you

cus who could resist her?

if the argument lasts a couple days (it usually doesn't unless it's something serious) paige will talk it out with her mom or her friends

and you'll usually do the same

and paige will force you to sit down and talk about it until it is FIXED because she hates not being able to talk to you

and when you guys do eventually talk about it, especially if it's a serious topic, it will end with tears with both parties

but you guys always make up and everything will be better

okay okay no more angst ... for now hehehe

i feel like paige's nervous tic would be braiding the ends of her hair so i feel like that would transfer to YOU somehow

she just likes braiding your hair!!!!!! or just running her hands through your hair, it would help her relax

and if you're like me, it will help you relax as well

if you're black/have braids, she would only touch your hair if you let her!

paigey takes pictures OF EVERYTHING so obviously that includes you

her camera roll consists of ONLY you atp, like... 20% pics of literally anything else, and the rest would just be pictures of you or something to do with you

and oh my gosh don't get me started on the damn .5's of you, some of them are HORRENDOUSSSS and paige uses them as reaction pictures sometimes

and you found out from azzi that she does indeed use them in the girls groupchat

but she argues that you just look adorable which you respectfully disagree

oh and don't get me started on her tiktok drafts, she has at least 1,000 (rip her storage)

and when y'all started dating she just makes cute relationship tiktoks but she never posts them

EXPECT the "you're spinning me around, my feet are off the ground one" cus she wants to prove to the world that she has muscles

and the tiktok girlies will cry but WHO CARES!

oh and if you're on the basketball team, they will started to fan-girl over you as well

HELLA TIKTOK EDITS

and paige will favorite, repost and comment on them

like the most down-bad, insane comments you can think of

"GET THE STRAP GET THE STRAP!" is one of many ✨✨

if you aren't on the team, trust the tiktok girlies will find a way and they will make edits of you

and paige will do the same

obviously you do the same for her, your favorites are just paige edits atp (mine too)

ESPECIALLY THE GET IT SEXY ONE OMLL

and everyone will make ship edits and cutesy things like

"omg the way paige looks at her" and like a slideshow of paige being like all 😍😍😍

after paige gets more comfortable with like the media knowing about you two, she posts you every five seconds

usually like stories and stuff and especially if you’re also a basketball player, she reposts ALL your stuff

she is a proud gf !!!

she also has a highlight FOR SURE, she loves

also she def has like 10 diff wallpapers of you and her, some are really cute and some are really… 🫣

also paige strikes me as the type to like be texting you ALL DAY

and girl doesn’t care if you reply, she will send you 8 consecutive messages of different things

“omg look at the group chat 😂 *insert screeshot*” “baby they ran out of fucking caramel at dunkin, how does that happen ?” “i ended up going to a local cafe why did this shit cost me 9$” “baby you’re coming to my game on saturday right?” “HAHA look at this meme 😂” “why haven’t you responded to my tiktok’s in 2 days?”

yes she 100% uses the laughing with tears emoji argue with the WALL

or skull emoji

she also sends you 20 minute snapchat vlogs and they’re so chaotic, especially when she’s at practice or something

kk will steal her phone and say hi then you’ll hear them play fighting for like 80% of the vlog

also she does grwm’s on snapchat too when she’s at away games and her morning voice is SOOOO SEXY CUTE

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luffysprincess · 4 months ago

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LIE DETECTOR TEST : BACHIRA MEGURU

⊹ summary : the blue lock boys are invited to take a lie detector test, but they’ve got to answer twitter’s unfiltered questions

⊹ pairing : bachira meguru x reader (established relationship)

⊹ wc : 640

⊹ warnings : fem!reader with she/her pronouns, reader is referred to as a “wife”, suggestive/nsfw. MINORS DNI

⊹ a/n : i recommend reading isagi’s version first for more context and a hugee thank you to @nymphsdomain for finding the link to a rb and to aali <3 (@tteokdoroki ) for reblogging this and isagi’s parts in the first place bc shes the reason these could even be found again!!

⊹ isagi’s version I kunigami’s version

Isagi could only huff out as he tucked his phone back into his pockets. He should’ve expected this honestly, considering he’s known the man for years now.

It’s been quite some time since Bachira’s been hooked up to the machine. Only a few minutes were spent calibrating it with some straightforward questions, but since then, he’s gone into full, honest detail to every question Twitter had for him. And it had every person in the room looking at him with either pure shock and/or amusement.

“…and that’s when I had her squirting all over the back of the team’s bus”

Kunigami spit out his water, and Isagi’s eyes grew wider than ever before as they both turned to him.

“What?! When did this happen?!”

Bachira chuckled at their reaction, “Last match ♡”

“Milo?”

“No lies so far,” Milo laughed.

“Wait…don’t Rin and Barou always sit in the back…“

“Yup” Bachira answered proudly.

“Oh my god. They’re gonna kill you when they watch this.”

“That’s if they watch it. Which they won’t.”

“Alright next question! Twitter user @/bachirasbitch asks What’s your wildest sexual fantasy and why does it include me?”

Kunigami whistles, “Your fans are just as shameless as you”.

“They’re right though. It does include them. And the rest of my fans too.” Bachira chuckles at the looks he’s getting from his teammates before continuing, “I’ve always wanted an audience for what me and Y/N do behind closed doors. I think it’d be pretty exciting knowing someone’s watching me pleasure my wife.”

“You should make an only fans account then,” the interviewer suggests. “Your fans would probably love that.”

“Now who says I don’t already have one,” he winks back.

“Well do you?”

“I don’t have to answer that. I’m here to answer Twitter, not you” he grins.

“Fair enough,” the man sighs. “Let’s see, we’ve got time for one more question for you. @/bluelickmyclit asks What’s the most awkward thing that’s ever happened between you and one of your teammates?”

“Ooh I like this question.”

“I don’t” chimed Isagi.

“So before my wife and I moved into our apartment, we used to be next door neighbors with Yoichi. The way the floor plan was had us sharing a wall between our bedrooms. I know, silly design. Now this happened quite some time ago; before I got married, and back when this guy—” he points his thumb over to Isagi who’s hiding his face in his hands “—was single. I don’t know if I’d call this the most awkward incident but it was pretty awkward, ‘cause there wasn’t a single night we went to sleep without hearing him moan out Y/N’s name. And I mean every night—“

“Ok!” Isagi interrupted, cheeks and ears tinted pink. “I think they get it”

“I don’t know why it took him so long to realize the walls were paper thin. Y/N and I aren’t exactly the quietest people out there. He had to have heard us every night too— ow” Isagi cut him off with a punch to the arm, sick of his teasing which only furthered Bachira’s amusement.

“I hope you know Y/N found it very flattering”

“Shut up and take the cuffs off.”

“She thinks it was cute”

“Kunigami, hurry up and connect to the machine.”

“I’m rather enjoying this, actually. How often was this happening again?”

“Every night” Bachira and Kunigami continue to tease Isagi, laughing at him as he attempts to unhook one teammate and attach the sensors to the other instead.

Bachira had never had so much fun in an interview before. He couldn’t wait to go home and tell you all about it and then watch it with you when it aired. But for now, he’d enjoy messing with his friends like this. And now that Kunigami was up next, he was looking forward to it even more.

#bachira meguru #bllk bachira #blue lock bachira #blue lock x reader #blue lock #blue lock anime #isagi yoichi #kunigami rensuke #bachira x reader #bachira x you #bachira x y/n #bllk lie detector series

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skzdarlings · 10 months ago

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sharing a bed ; seungmin ; sequel

masterlist.

original one-shot.

pairing: kim seungmin/reader content info: sexual content. enemies2lovers. sequel to sharing a bed one-shot linked above. morning afters. running from feelings. making reader jealous. confrontation with a creep and light violence. sexual content includes blow-jobs, hand jobs, strap-on blowjobs, 69ing, rimming, pegging, light choking. some brat seungmin and sort of brat tamer reader (kinda just likes the brat lol). word count: 7k.

Kim Seungmin, the perpetual thorn in your side and ache in your head, is torturing you.

Not the fun kind of torture, either. You had your fill of that two nights ago when a silly scheme resulted in a horny happenstance and you let yourself get carried away. Your careful control not only slipped, but fell right into the hands of someone you once disliked.

It left you befuddled in the light of the day, when you woke to Seungmin curled around you, his cheek pressing into your bicep and his leg hooked around yours. Not to mention his morning wood digging into your hip. It surfaced memories of the pretty and unexpected piercing you found there, how your idea of this guy was so so wrong. And it made you wonder what else you were wrong about, and all the ways this burgeoning something could go wrong in turn. Your thoughts spiralled.

You were no longer handcuffed, so you slipped out of bed and walked right out the front door. You hoped a walk through the brisk winter morning would help clear your mind. It did, but only momentarily. When you got back to the vacation house and ran into Seungmin, you fumbled. Badly. You meant to be pragmatic but came across dismissive. Something about how last night was the only night. Something about how you were bad at commitments. Something about being better off friends.

Seungmin was silent the whole time, letting you ramble like an idiot. Then his eyes narrowed and he laughed. It was an airy, unpleasant, and derisive sound.

“Trust me,” he said. “We will never be friends.”

“Well, fine,” you said, bristling despite the fact you were the one rejecting him. What did you care if he hated you again? You didn’t. You shouldn’t. “Good.”

It was not good. Saying it left a sour taste in your mouth and a pit in your stomach.

And despite it all, your stupid horny hindbrain did not relent, purring like a kitten when Seungmin gave you a judgemental once-over and scoffed. You could not help but remember the very different noises he made last night, again and again, in your hands and mouth, from your actions and words.

You will never look at him the same way again. You have no idea how to move forward, but you know you can never go back. Pretending nothing happened will not work for once.

It freaks you out. You are usually good at shucking attachments. His cold acceptance should not have hurt. What did you care? This vacation would end and you would go back to your own lives, right? So you let Seungmin shove past you. He ignored you for the rest of the day. When he started an argument later, causing everyone else to groan, you replied like always, but it was half-hearted at best.

Oh god, you think now, rubbing the bridge of your nose, I can’t start thinking with my damn heart.

Emotional attachments and long-term romantic liaisons never turn out well. You cut a dashing figure but your many flaws eventually find their way to the surface. It is not worth the inevitable heartbreak when someone sees under the charming mask to the real you.

Rather than suffer later, you are suffering now, brooding over a beer while doing your damnest to not look across the bar. You know you will not like what you see.

You and your friends only have a couple more nights at the vacation lodge, so you all went down to the nearby resort to drink and dance and enjoy a fun night out.

You are not having any fun, of course. You are sitting on a bar stool, all alone at the counter, in your signature leather jacket as you hunch over your drink and glare at nothing in particular.

Seungmin, on the other hand, is suddenly a dazzling socializer rather than an obnoxious stuck-up jerk like he used to be. You expected him to sit in a corner, making snarky remarks all night, but instead he has been moving from person to person, flirting with anything that breathes.

He is also wearing an obscene pair of jeans. No one else in the friend group seemed to notice, not a single eye so much as twitching in his direction, but you noticed. Oh, yeah, you fucking noticed. The second he came bounding the stairs, swinging on a stupid baggy letterman jacket like the twerpy little prep he is. His dark hair neatly combed, bangs swept off his forehead, brightening his gaze.

The jeans. The stupid fucking jeans. Straight-cut denim that has absolutely no business cupping his ass the way it does. And why does he have such a nice ass anyway? It also has no business looking that way.

Kim Seungmin. What a nightmare.

You take a swig of beer and glare at the wall. You tell yourself not to look at him. He is probably leaning over some equally prissy knob and offering to buy them a glass of milk or whatever people like them drink.

So, no. You will not give him the satisfaction. It is no coincidence that in all the time you have known him, Seungmin has never been flirtatious or promiscuous, but the second you turn him down he is slobbering all over anything that moves.

You will not let him get to you. You will not look at him. You will not react.

Except he is already getting to you. So you look over. You react.

“For fuck’s sake,” you grumble, abandoning your beer and stomping down from your stool.

Seungmin is huddled in a booth with some colossal bitch of a man. You recognize him from the other night, remembering how much time he spent harassing the bar staff. Seungmin doesn’t know that. He might be your enemy – or whatever – but you are not gonna leave the guy with that kind of jerk. And you are not secretly thrilled that you are justified in storming over there, drawing up to the table with all the aggression that has been building inside you.

You slap a hand on the table, bringing their attention to you. Seungmin gives you a once-over, then smiles that stupid smile of his, all boxy and puppyish, like you are the funniest punchline to the funniest joke in the world. There was a time you used to fantasize about swiping that smile off his mouth. You are still thinking about occupying his mouth, just not like that.

“Move along,” you say to the creep.

“Excuse me?”

He is already drunk. You can smell it as much as see it. Seungmin is looking very smug and you start to feel like he picked this guy on purpose.

Seungmin drives you crazy, he really does. One second he is all good boy, the next he is purposefully throwing himself at a creep just to get a rise out of you. You feel like he would take a running leap off the mountainside if he was inclined to a prove a point to someone. He is fearless and ridiculous and you want to hate him. You want him to be the boring two-dimensional snob you thought he was. You have no idea what to do with the complicated man in front of you.

That’s a lie, you think, meeting his gaze. You know exactly what to do with him.

You swear his eyes are twinkling. He slouches back comfortably, arms crossed.

“I told you once,” you say, tearing your gaze from him to look at the creep. “Now move along.”

“Try me.”

The guy was only bothering women and seems uninterested in Seungmin so you suspect he just wants to piss you off, but then he puts a hand on him anyway, grabbing Seungmin by the arm so suddenly that it surprises him.

Before Seungmin can shake him off, you snatch the guy by his wrist and twist. He yelps, struggling to wrestle his arm back from your iron grip. You slam him against the back of the booth.

“Touch him again,” you say, “and I will break your hand. You wanna try me?”

He opens his mouth, no doubt to spew some smelly rejoinder, but you don’t stick around for it. You grab Seungmin by the elbow and yank him out of the booth. You drag him away.

“Excuse me,” Seungmin says, not politely, ripping his arm back. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I think I’m saving your dumb ass from getting felt up by every creep on this mountain.”

“Meh-meh-meh,” he mocks, dodging when you reach for him again. “I’m having fun. I don’t need you to do anything. It’s not like you’d really care if something happened to me. Bad,” he smirks, “or good.”

He knows he has you cornered. You might have the physicality over him, but he is holding this entire scene in his hands. You can only rub your jaw and shake your head, trying and failing to remember how to act indifferent.

He has the tiniest drop of cream on his upper lip, leftover from the sugary abomination someone bought him.

You say nothing in reply to his deliberate antagonizing. You plant one hand on your hip and reach for him with the other. When he tries to dodge, you grab him by the shoulder, firmly putting him in place. He does not move the second time, standing still while you wipe a thumb across the sugary residual.

Then you push at his bottom lip, press down, flicking your thumb so it bounces back. His stare is unwavering. He is not the blushing type, but he noticeably swallows.

“Come on,” you say, zipping up your jacket. “We’re leaving. Now.”

“What if I don’t want to?” he asks.

You grab the back of his neck and drag him right up against you.

“I didn’t ask,” you say.

“Friends don’t get to make demands, dumbass,” he says, sneering the word friends. He does not wriggle away, but he does not fully surrender either. He meets your stare head-on, unmoving and unintimidated.

He is going to make you say it. He is not going to let you act sexy and charm your way out of it. He is going to stand in this bar with your hand uselessly holding his neck until you do.

“Fine,” you say. You exhale. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I said all that dumb shit. I’m a moron.”

“Yes,” he says. “You are.”

“I didn’t think it would matter that much anyway.”

“Because you aren’t the romantic type,” he says dryly.

“Because I didn’t think you’d care,” you admit. “You don’t like me and we don’t get along anyway. I just—” You finally drop your hand, waving at nothing and looking away. You can feel him glaring at you. “Look, I suck, I get it. Believe me, I know all the ways I suck. I figured I’d spare us the mess when you figured that out so I just walked away while it was still good.”

“You’re an even bigger idiot than I thought,” he says. He is still frowning at you. “I already know how much you suck. It was the first thing I noticed, you arrogant, womanizing ass.”

“Hey now…”

“You’re vulgar and loud and, for someone without a dick, you think with it constantly.”

“I… don’t…” You do.

“And for some reason even though you are the biggest idiot and the worst person I have ever met,” he says, still glaring, “I still like something about you. Because even though you’re determined to not let anyone see your good side, unfortunately you have one. Even though it’s buried so deep you have to walk into hell to find it.”

It did not really occur to you that Seungmin has already seen your worst qualities. Because you did not get along, you never felt a need to hide those attributes. Inadvertently, you have been more open and honest with this annoyingly handsome brat than anyone else you have ever known.

You cannot help the smile tugging at your lips. Seungmin rolls his eyes.

“You’re hopeless,” he says, shaking his head as he shoves past you. “Take me home, idiot, before I come to my senses.”

You turn to follow him, only to get bopped on the nose when he shoves a pointed finger in your face.

“If you even think about acting like a moron in the morning,” he says, “I will kill you and make it look like an accident.”

You draw a cross over your heart and nod. He huffs in aggravation, turning on his heel and stomping outside.

“You’re the worst,” he says. He swings open the door and stomps into the snowy night, seemingly unbothered by the fluffy bits of snow swirling around his face. He just swings up his hood and marches through the downy white carpet. “You better make this worth my while,” he says.

Your eyes are on his ass in those jeans, thinking about how you very much will be making it worth his while. You look up when he keeps grumbling to himself, a marked sign he is maybe more nervous than he is letting on. You remember his stubbornness before his eventual acquiescence, the way he hid his face at his most vulnerable moments.

You might be in the habit of ducking out the door, but he deflects just as much with his wit.

You hurry your pace, catching up to him. He is still muttering to himself, head down, a soft layer of snow dusting his jacket and hood. It must be all over your head but you hardly feel the cold. Your mind is on warmth, that stupid heart of yours suddenly flooded with it.

You want this to be good for him, even if he would never outright ask for you to be kind. It is all the more reason to make sure you are. You really were such an idiot.

Your grip is firm but not rough, hand curling protectively over his shoulder. This touch invites more than demands.

He stops in place, looking at you with a wary glare. It disappears when you swoop in. His hood falls as you tug him close. He goes without protest, lips parting under yours with a claiming so heated that the cold does not stand a chance against you.

You try to keep it romantic, a rare act of restraint on your part, but the supposed good boy drags the zipper of your coat down, down, down, then grabs your belt and tugs. You stumble, uncharacteristically shaky, gasping against his lips when he grinds his knuckles against the zip of your jeans.

“Tsk,” he says, lips still brushing yours. “Not prepared.”

“I was planning on sitting around feeling sorry for myself,” you say, with a helpless laugh despite his teasing. You grab his wandering hand, leading it away from your crotch. You are eternally grateful your dick is the kind you can leave in your sock drawer, because resisting him right now would have been impossible otherwise.

“Trust me,” you say. “I’ll make up for it.”

“Fine,” he says. “I will. You better not let me down.” He looks at you when he says this, as close to imploring as Seungmin ever does.

You feel the weight of that trust. You nod, swallowing, looking at his lips, full and pink from the hard press of your kiss. You lean in for more when he abruptly zips your coat again, all the way up to your chin so he smacks your jaw.

“Come on then,” he says with that mean little laugh as he scampers away, grinning at you. “Are you gonna prove it or not?”

It is a short drive back to the cabin, and a torturous one to boot. Not because Seungmin touches you, but because he doesn’t, and he won’t let you touch him either. You try to put a hand on his knee but every attempt is rebuffed. All you get is that cheeky grin or a glare, then a mere flick of his wrist as he brushes you away like lint.

Somehow it is more maddening than a direct touch. You can feel him everywhere just by his proximity. He even jumps out of the car before you unbuckle your seatbelt. He is inside the cabin before you reach the door.

You are panting from the sprint up the driveway, trying to keep up, not entirely convinced he won’t play you for a sucker and run right out the back door. It would be like Seungmin to make you chase him up the mountainside. You wouldn’t blame him for making you prove yourself, considering what an ass you were.

But he is waiting inside the cabin. Everyone else is out for the night and should be gone for hours. When you close the door, sealing out the cold and the world, this cabin feels flush with more heat than you know what to do with.

You do not hesitate. The tantalizing promise of more is like a touch on its own, heightened by his stubborn refusal to give you anything easily. It makes catching him that much more satisfying, that soft sound all the sweeter when you pull him into your arms and finally steal that kiss.

His skin is cool from the weather but his mouth is warm, the kiss searing hot. He digs his blunt nails into the arms of your jacket, pressing the whole length of his hard body against yours.

You remember his unexpectedly tender places, how just a faint stroke behind his ear will have him curling into you, how looping some hair around your fingers and tugging will deepen the rumbling sound that spills past his lips.

You unzip his coat while kissing, licking into him while he scrambles to help strip. The coat hits the floor in a damp heap. You separate for just a moment, giving him the chance to tug his hoodie up and off. You toss your own jacket over the nearby couch, then hook your fingers into his belt loops and pull him close.

His hair is in an endearing state of dishevelment and he looks flushed from the rush of warmth after the chill. Just looking at him like this has you throbbing. You try to imagine telling the old you that you would feel that way, that the annoying friend-of-a-friend who mutually hated your guts would be looking at you like he wants to devour you and let you return the favour.

You can’t imagine believing it. Now it feels completely natural, letting him walk you backwards until your back hits the wall and his chest is pressed to yours, rising and falling with the quickness of his breath.

He is looking aside, contemplatively. You cup his jaw and draw him back to you, unable to resist a breathless laugh when he nips at your fingers. You do not shy away or let go, and that seems to placate him. He practically melts against you, your hand curving around the shape of his cheek, lowering to curl gently around the side of his neck.

“We should go upstairs,” you say. The stairs are right beside you, but somehow the bedroom seems too far.

Impossibly, ridiculously far, when Seungmin flicks some hair out of his eyes and looks at you intensely.

“Don’t you want me on my knees?” he asks.

Your response is not a real word, just a rough sound. He smirks, but is still flushed and a little shaky as he sinks onto his knees. He gets your belt open, tugs it free, and tosses it to the side. The sight of him licking his lips has you seeing stars before he even leans in.

You brush some of his hair back, looking down at his face as he focusses on unzipping your jeans. He has the fly down when you catch your breath and your senses.

You gather the hair at his nape in your fist and tug, firm and sharp. His mouth falls open and his breath stutters, eyes so dark and lips so wet and plush that you are tempted to drive his face right between your legs, where is obviously offering to be.

But that’s not how you want to do this, not yet. You move from his hair to his neck, wrapping your hand around his throat and watching his eyelashes flutter with surprise. There is always a breath of panic in that surprise, adrenaline fueling the flood of desire that follows. He is visibly hard, straining in those sinful jeans, breathing harder as you none-too-nicely push him down onto the stairs.

“What are you doing,” he says, though it sounds like less like a question than acceptance. Continue, waving his hand like a prince on silk sheets even though he is sprawled on his back on the staircase.

“Making it worth your while,” you say. He is not wearing a belt because these jeans are made for his body, snug and perfect and fitted everywhere, so it is just a matter of unbuttoning—

Oof.

He plants his foot on your chest like last time, pushing you back. He blinks innocently.

“Shoes first,” he says.

You smile, though it less playful than predatory, a promise in the flash of your teeth. You nonetheless obey his silly whim as you tug off one shoe than the other. It leaves a damp patch on your shirt which he remarks on. You roll your eyes but tug your shirt off, sports bra following.

The second time you push him down, you are even less nice. You gather his hands in yours and pin them above his head, holding him there when he squirms ineffectively.

“You’re kind of a brat,” you say, yanking his zipper down. “Anyone ever tell you that?”

“You,” he says, panting around the word. “Jerk.”

You laugh, then cover his mouth with yours, swallowing the moan that takes him by surprise. His hips buck towards you when you reach into those jeans to take him in hand. He wriggles in your hold, arms straining while his hips lift toward you for more, following the snapping rhythm of your hand. You trace the dick piercings that caught you by surprise last time, the metal smooth under your rolling thumb.

You only release him when you duck down, tasting for yourself, relishing in the sounds that spill out of him. He claws at your bare shoulder, spreading his legs to make room for you to lay between them. His head falls back, resting on the step above while you work him in your mouth.

“I’m—I’m—” His voice gets lighter, breathier, his orgasm hitting him all at once. He throws an arm over his face instinctively, head thrown back, hips lifting. It catches you by surprise, making you choke just a bit, but he is already coming so you ride it out.

He is still twitching when he finishes, gasping behind his arm when you roll a thumb around his piercing again. When he hisses, knees jerking, you let go.

Knowing him better than you ever thought you would, you move, stretching out alongside him. You tug him into your arms and he goes without hesitation, burying his face in your neck. You snake a hand under his shirt, stroking his back affectionately.

Once more, you are genuinely endeavouring to be sweet.

Once more, he shoves his hand down your pants.

“Hello—” It is all you manage before he is touching you, finding all that wet desire and rubbing a little haphazardly. It makes you laugh and you grab his wrist, slowing him down. “Easy,” you say, showing him a better pace. “Just like that is good.”

He learns quickly. It was the same last time. Every idea you introduced, he contemplated, experimented, then excelled. With just a nudge now, he skillfully obliges. He is breathing hard against your throat, pressed so close to your whole body, his fingers finding all your secrets and working them out. You slide a hand down his backside, squeezing a handful of his ass. The sound he makes has you coming faster than usual.

He puts his hand on your thigh, then lifts his head and grins at you.

“I’m still winning,” he says.

“It’s still not a contest,” you reply, quirking an eyebrow.

“It is,” he says. “And I’m winning.”

“I see.”

You scoop him into your arms and cart him up the stairs. He situates himself by the time you reach the bedroom, legs around your waist and arms around your shoulder.

“Still winning?” you ask.

“Obviously,” he replies.

You shake your head and sigh but with no real animosity, just like his smirk is more playful than vicious. You still whole-heartedly believe he is capable of catching you off guard, so you are prepared for the brat switch to flip at the slightest provocation.

You drop him onto the bed with a gentle thump, then cross your arms and look down at him.

“Can I leave you unsupervised for two minutes while I get my dick?” you ask.

“I don’t know,” he says, blinking innocently. “Can you?”

“Probably not,” you say, but retreat nonetheless. Your equipment is in your travel bag. You left it behind when you went to the bar because you were not in the mood for a hook-up, which should have been the first sign you were hopeless. You were already in waters far too deep when you tried reaching for that shitty life preserver. Learning to swim is not easy but infinitely more rewarding.

You change into packing boxers and tuck your toy into it, buttoning up the pocket. You grab some lube and a towel, then walk back to his bedroom, certain that he has somehow caused trouble in the five minutes it took to do all that.

He’d naked. Of course he is. Sitting where you left him, perched on the edge of the bed, but his clothes are folded in a pile on the dresser and he has nothing but a bedsheet pulled over his lap. He is not wearing his usual cheeky expression, though, and you are about to ask if something is wrong. Then he says, “I’ve never done this before.”

“Oh,” you say. “That’s fine.” It is the unthinking response, automatic as the admission is not too surprising. You live in a world where strap-ons and gender games are the norm, so sometimes you forget that most people consider it inherently kinky or an anomaly. A lot of men are new to it. Seungmin didn’t even know what was packing was when you first mentioned it.

But then he says, “Any of it.”

And you say, “Huh?”

“I’ve never done,” he says slowly, “any of this.”

“Any.”

It takes a long minute to compute. You think about his clumsy touches and experiments followed by his quick learning. Unabashed and unjudgmental regardless of what he encountered. Testing and figuring himself out just as much as you.

“Oh,” you say. Then, “Oh. Fucking shit. I’m such an asshole.”

Because that was his first time doing anything with someone, and you just walked out the door without a word the next morning.

He does not look upset about it anymore. In fact, he laughs, though he tries to hold it back. It turns into a snort he barely catches, amused eyes gazing up at you.

“Yeah,” he says. “You are. We already knew that.”

“I really, I just—”

“Can you shut up and come take my virginity before I get beatified for involuntary chastity?”

“But you’re so fucking hot,” you blurt.

It is obviously not the retort he anticipated, because he blushes profusely, which is not the response you expected.

He clears his throat and looks away, rolling his eyes to compensate for the obvious vulnerability.

“Thanks,” he says. “Stating the obvious. I’m also picky. And apparently I scare people.”

“Scare them?” you ask, quirking an eyebrow. “Who’d be scared of you?”

“Evidently not you,” he says. His tone is snarky but he looks at you, up and down, and the look is a thoughtful one. “Not ever.”

Agh. There’s that heart again, pounding away. Who knew that thing could race so fast.

“Well,” you say, finally putting the bottle and towel on the bedside table. “That is their loss. Not everyone is built for chasing luxury, I guess.”

“Luxury,” he says with another snort, grinning despite himself. “I’m high-end,” he says it like a fact, not a question.

“Naturally,” you say, approaching where he is sitting.

“I’m going to be honest,” he says, eyes wandering your body before landing on your face. “I thought you were going to be weird and egotistical about being with a virgin.”

It suddenly pings in your head that you are his first, that there is a certain responsibility that comes with that. That the wrong person could make this terrible for him. That you want to make sure it feels better than anything he could dream. These thoughts are completely and truly unselfish.

And there is one admittedly egotistical and selfish thought, of making him irrevocably yours with one really good fuck.

He glares when he sees the look on your face, his lips pursed, though a breath of a laugh escapes nonetheless.

“Wow!” he says. “You’re a pig, go away.”

“No, no, I’m not, I swear!” you say, laughing.

He laughs too but shakes his head, pushing you away when you reach for him. “No way,” he says. “You and your ego. Gross.”

“Please, I promise,” you say, getting on your knees and lacing your hands together like a praying supplicant. “I’ll be so normal,” you say. “I have no ego at all.”

“You’re the worst,” he says dryly.

“Yeah, but…” You wiggle your eyebrows at him. “You kinda like me anyway, right?”

It is a more vulnerable question than you thought it would be. It prompts him to look at you, really look at you, before he huffs and rolls his eyes.

“Unfortunately,” he says.

You giggle and he swats your head.

“Are we just going to sit here all night and look at each other?” he asks, crossing his arms.

“No, no, of course not,” you say. You get back on your feet, standing bedside so you are looming over him.

“What are we doing then?” he asks.

“Well, you know what we’re doing,” you say, laughing when he rolls his eyes and huffs again.

You reach out, cupping his face in both your hands and guiding him to look up at you. Your heartbeat hammers away not only in your chest but everywhere else, a rapid current of heat that thunders most prominently between your legs as shiny dark eyes gaze up at you amorously from such a suggestive vantage.

“First, before anything else, this.” You speak in a lower voice, watching his spine straighten as the sound. You run your thumb across his bottom lip like you did earlier, except this time it is a bruised pink from kissing. It really makes you feel like that extra weight in your boxers is coming to life, connected to you intimately, ready and wanting as you are. Especially when you tug on that bottom lip, when he leans towards your hand like he needs it, needs you.

“Now,” you say. “Now I want you on your knees.”

There is a sharp intake of breath before he nods, subtly, then shifts. The sheets falls away from his lap, revealing he is already half-hard again. There are goosebumps along his skin, from his nudity and the chill or just anticipation.

Last time, he needed almost no direction. He followed his own instinct, logically deducing that the part of the toy you could feel was the part at the base, closest to your body. He uses his usual deductions when unbuttoning your boxers, taking a second to first press the base of the toy against you before leaning back and opening his mouth.

It is not easy to come like this, but you are so worked up that it might happen. It does not matter if you do. It is not always about chasing the perfect orgasm. This time, it is touch and sensuality. He lets you teach him, rather than stampeding like last time. You wonder if his heart is pounding given how red the tips of his ears are, blood rushing everywhere in a hurry. You hold his face and slide back and forth, taking your time getting wet, both yourself and the toy, pushing him a little further each time.

When his mouth is full and he blinks slowly, contently, every bratty remark and combative tone far from his mind, you smile and tug his hair. He moans and you push a little more, gliding back and forward again.

“You’re a fast learner,” you say. “Bet you could get used to this.”

It is a testing tease, to great success if the returned moan is anything to go by. He squeezes his eyes shut and starts touching himself, finally moving his head instead of letting you guide him. Before he gets too lost in the rhythm, you ease him back. You smile and rub your thumb across his shiny lips as he blinks up at you.

“Come here,” you say, and kiss him.

He falls into the kiss, arms wrapping around you as you lay down with him. He is eager in the searching heat of the kiss, long and deep and hungry. You get on your back and pull him on top of you, give him one more drawn-out kiss with a filthy wet lick into his mouth, then smile.

“Turn around,” you say. “Keep going.”

It takes him a second to work out what you mean, but he really is a fast learner. Soon he is laying on top of you, face where it was before, mouth wrapping around the end of your dick and his fingers searching beneath it to stroke you directly.

You snatch the lube off the table and wet your fingers then him, taking it slow and easy, using your mouth and spit then more lube until everything is slippery and he gives in so easily into you. He is breathing hard down between your legs, resting his cheek on your thigh and no longer using his mouth on you. His eyes are closed and his hips are rocking, focussed on the sensations that you are certain are overwhelming him.

You move him around, at which point he comes to attention, looking back at you. This is the quietest he has ever been, all the action in his heart as you expected; you can feel it racing when you touch his chest.

You lay him down in front of you, sidling up behind him. You lay a hand on the wildly fluttering race of his pulse, throat cupped in your palm. You turn his face to kiss him, your wet hand stroking your wet dick. You probably should have thrown that towel down before getting started. The sheets are a mess already.

“Ugh, hurry up,” he says, reaching back to smack your thigh. “You’re the worst. I hate you.”

You laugh. Oh well. No time to worry about bedsheets. You give his throat a gentle squeeze and smile at the noise he makes, strained and needy, his hips rearing back into you.

“What?” you ask, sliding the toy down his backside. “You want something?”

“I will bury you in the mountain pass,” he says. “They’ll think it was a skiing accident. And that you got mauled by a bear. And eaten by wolves. And—”

To be honest, having him distracted and rambling is for the best. It means he is more relaxed, not so focussed when you finally start pushing in. Of course, he feels it pretty fast, and instinctively rebels. You stop clutching his throat and hold an arm across his chest instead, holding him protectively and kissing that sweet spot behind his ear. His groaning turns into a whine.

“Okay?” you ask.

“Gonna kill you,” he says.

“That a yes?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you.” You hook a hand under his leg and pull it up, giving yourself leverage, then fuck into him completely. His whine turns to a sharp yelp, hand scrabbling against the arm on his chest. You let him catch his breath and adjust. “Still okay?”

“It’s weird,” he says.

“Bad weird?”

“No,” he says. “It’s… it’s good. It’s just…” You move a little and his whole body clenches then loosens. He makes a strangled noise but softens in your arms, though his nails have dug a pretty picture into your skin. You are surprised he hasn’t drawn blood. “Ugh,” he says. “It’s so wet. I feel like a river rafting ride.”

“Not… what most people usually say… but okay…”

“I’m… not… most people.”

“No,” you say, kissing that spot again and finally moving your hips. “You’re not.”

You are not sure if his little sound of submission is in response to your actions or your words, but with it he seems to all at once open to you. You find a rhythm, holding his hand when his fingers search for yours on his chest. He ends up biting your arm, which you should have seen coming, but it’s fine because you leave a visible bite mark on his neck in return.

At that he gets into it, meeting the pace you set, altering it to what he wants. It is a good thing the house is empty because you are not quiet at all. If your fooling around was enough to send an aggravated Minho storming after you, then this probably would have led to him burning the cabin down.

The thought makes you snicker, which makes Seungmin ask what is so funny, so you tell him then he laughs too.

“Ugh, stop making me laugh,” he says.

“You can laugh while making love,” you say, kissing his neck. “It’s okay.”

That does not make him laugh but it does make him sigh. “Making love, huh,” he says dryly. “That doesn’t sound like you.”

“It didn’t,” you say, finding another sweet spot that has his whole body rearing into yours. “I guess I’m a fast learner too.”

“Ew, you’re so annoying,” he says, but squeezes your fingers in his hand.

“I think you’re not getting fucked right if you’re still this bratty,” you say playfully, prompting him to roll his eyes.

“What are you gonna do about it? Make love at me? Sap.”

You laugh, kiss his neck, then move away to roll him onto his back. He wriggles a bit, surprised with the change and sudden emptiness. His legs part easily when you move between them, but you still snap, “Spread. Good.” Because it makes him swallow hard, his dark eyes sparkling and his mouth bruised, hair mussed and body flushed. He is already a fucked out sight, but he wants more, and you give it.

You snap your hips together and fuck into him. This time you do hold his throat, gently, not repressing air but showing control. He holds your forearm with both hands, his face scrunching up, eyes closed as he focusses in that intense way of his. He breathes hard, makes sweet sounds, and not a single antagonistic or bratty word leaves his pretty mouth.

“I think I’m finally winning,” you tease, to which he just makes a hiccupping sound of pleasure. “Yeah, that’s right.”

You hold his ridiculously pretty dick and give it the expert treatment it deserves. The combination of sensations has him throwing his head back, clawing your arm as you work him in your head. You cannot feel the end of the toy, but there is a magic in this kind of fucking, and when he comes and he clutches your arm and he screams your name, when the muscles in his abdomen clench and you know he is feeling sensation in every part of his body, you can feel him wrapped around you, wholly and completely, like you could feel him when he wasn’t even touching you at all.

He writhes almost desperately as you keep touching him until he can’t take it anymore, then you ease him down and pull back.

“Good?” you ask, sitting back, looking down at him, blissfully fucked out and dishevelled.

“Yes,” he murmurs. “I won. Again.”

“Gonna need to supply me with that rubric one of these days,” you say.

“Meh-meh-meh,” is the half-hearted retort, delving to a sleepy sigh.

“Gotta take care of yourself before you go to sleep,” you say, though you have a feeling it’s a losing battle, his eyelids already heavy.

“That’s what you’re for,” he grumbles.

That damn heart really does have a mind of its own. It has clearly decided to make its presence known whenever it damn well pleases.

You run your fingers through his messy hair, smiling when he blinks up at you.

You tidy him up then scoop him into your arms to carry him to your bed, because that one is not a filthy sex nest. He wakes a little on the journey. And when you lay down and pull a sheet up, he rolls towards you and throws an arm and a leg around you, pinning you to the bed.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you say. “I promise.”

“Good,” he says. “You’re too stupid to be out there on your own.”

You laugh in spite of yourself, shaking your head, but you put an arm around him and nod.

“You’re right,” you say.

“Of course I am.” He snuggles in close and sighs. “Now go the fuck to sleep. Your dick is in the sink so you have no excuse. Good night.”

“Good night,” you say with a laugh.

I think I won too, you almost say, but decide let him believe he is the only winner for now, because he is already falling asleep with his head on your shoulder.

You can tell him in the morning.

#kim seungmin x reader #seungmin x reader #kim seungmin smut #skz smut #skz x reader

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noyasmashing · 8 months ago

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Asking Haikyuu!! Characters Out

CW: Nishinoya, Hinata, Yamaguchi, Kenma, Sugawara, lots of blushing, no nsfw this time!

A/N: Been dying to write about more Kenma so ofc I had to sneak him in there

Nishinoya: If Nishinoya had a crush on you, he'd be completely delusional about it, and to make matters worse, Tanaka would only encourage him. Did you ask him what day it was in class? Yep, according to him, you're head over heels but too shy to admit it.

And despite all his bravado, he'd be utterly taken aback if you asked him out on a date. Picture red ears, stuttering words, and avoiding your gaze out of sheer nerves.

Once you're deep in conversation on your date, he'd start with the cheesiest pickup lines. If you happened to bite your lip, he'd insist on kissing it better. I wouldn't be surprised if this man proposed to you with a candy ring pop.

But when it's just the two of you, his confident façade would vanish. He'd become all whiny and desperate for your touch. Pinning him against a wall and kissing him would literally make his knees buckle.

Yamaguchi: While Yamaguchi tends to be shy around others, he can become quite chatty when you catch him alone without Tsukishima around. I have a feeling he'd be really into J-pop/K-pop, so if you share that interest, you guys would hit it off instantly.

When you started talking more, he might have assumed it was because you liked Tsukishima. But if you were to ask him on a date? Oh boy, he'd be giggling all shyly.

Of course, he'd probably suggest going to a cafe or an arcade. A cafe date would feel incredibly romantic to him—sitting across from you, sipping a warm latte, engaging in good conversation—it would make him weak in the knees.

Walking him home after and planting a kiss on his lips would catch him off guard. He'd be nervous, worried you might think he's inexperienced and tease him, so he'd try to act like he knows what he's doing.

But if you were to place a hand on his hip and deepen the kiss, he'd pull away, confessing that he likes you so much, and he’s scared that you might not like him back if he’s a bad kisser.

Hinata: Even if Hinata was head over heels for you, that poor boy can be incredibly clueless. Lost in the world of volleyball, if you suggest doing something together, he might just ask you to set for him. 🤦‍♀️

Later on, when someone finally clues him in that you were hinting at something romantic, he'd feel so bad! He'd show up at your desk with your favorite drink and candy in hand, suggesting to go downtown for some fun shopping!

When you guys do go out in public, he'd get incredibly bashful if you wanted to hold his hand. A cool, pretty person like you wanting to hold him?? He'd be over the moon. When you two lock hands or even just link pinkies, he'd feel so calm and secure, never wanting to let go.

Kenma: Kenma could be silently obsessed with you for years without saying a word. It'd be incredibly hard to read him, making it tough to decide whether to make a move.

But when you finally do, he'd give you the warmest smile that instantly erases any doubts you had. However, being shy, he'd prefer to do something at home.

He'd absolutely love baking with you! Creating silly cakes resembling Minecraft or another video game he's into would be a blast for him, and it'd be quite humorous too!

Once your creations are ready for tasting, he'd become shy if you tried to feed him. He couldn't help feeling mushy and embarrassed as he opened his lips for a bite. And if you swiped frosting off his cheek? His whole face would turn red, and he'd want to curl up into a ball.

Sugawara: Sugawara often struggles with feeling like less of a teammate for not being in the starting lineup. So, receiving special attention from someone as attractive and cool in his eyes as you would completely blow his mind.

If you were to ask him to spend quality time together? He'd plan the sweetest little picnic and nature walk. On the outside, he'd act chill and fun, but deep down, he'd be freaking out.

And if you casually complimented him? Oh boy, his face would turn as red as Tendo's hair, trying not to lose his cool. The way you praise him so casually, as if he should know how amazing he is, makes him feel incredibly special. He'd just want to be wrapped in your arms while you showered him with kisses all over.

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rene-darling · 2 years ago

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Hi hi 👋🏻! After I read your sneaky link fic I got an idea! Can I request those same characters having a realization that they like you more than just a sneaky link and then maybe confessing?

OMG ANON YOUR BRAIN>>>

Gn reader

WHEN- your sneaky links realize they like you more than just friends!

...Cyno...tighnari...xiao...kazuha...

Cyno

You and cyno have been fucking around for a little while but only recently has he started seeing you more often you've been catching some criminals for some quick cash or just for fun to hone your skills!

It's during these times when he meets you while at work that he truly treasures, he sees sides of you that he usually doesn't get to see while fucking. your personality, your interests and a bunch of other things

It's during this time where when you guys do fuck it starts to get more...intimate almost like something lovers would do..

Ever since he started to get to know you better it's like like the fucking has improved too! The kisses you share seem more passionate, especially from his side! They feel more personal and from the heart

one day it wasn't hard fuvking it was soft and gentle with more praise and talking in between it was after you were finished tucked in and asleep did it finally click in his head...was it just him or were you always so- so gorgeous it was like the moon was hitting you just right

You were spooning him when he turned around to face you and sank deep into your hand while he hugged you closer than humanly possible "I- I love you"

It was barely a whisper and he assumed you didn't hear it which is why he was surprised when you pulled him closer by the waist just to whisper "mhm..me to, love you cyno" he felt his heart skip a beat

Tighnari

At first, you would watch him groom his tail and ears or maybe you would go make some food or sometimes even order

But nowadays you insist on helping him groom himself, taking his fluffy tail into your hands as you softly brush it

He's mesmerized by you, staring into your soul by the mirror watching you softly brush his tail cuz you know he's sensitive you follow all the complicated steps of his grooming routine without complaint even going as far as to brush his hair and massage his ears!

It's during one of these times when he's sitting naked in front of you while you carefully brush him, making small talk here and there where he can't hold it in anymore "y/n" "ya-"

"I think I'm in love with you" is all he whispered while pulling you in, his arms wrapped around your neck as you passionately kiss him back

"tighnari" "hm"

"I think I love you too"

Xiao

Oh, xiao sweet and lovely xiao! It takes him forever to even comprehend his feelings let alone accept them!

Even after he realizes he refuses to accept them, he doesn't deem himself worthy of someone as amazing as you

It's the small things you do that make him feel on top of the world! When each morning without fail you make him food! When sometimes instead of having sex you gently comfort him all night your lovely voice putting him to rest when the bad memories plague his mind

After one of your rather rough sessions, his karmic dept starts acting up and he feels overwhelmed and especially tired, its during this when you come and gently pull him into a hug slowly messaging his back while reassuring him and muttering praise into his ear until he can't handle it anymore you're too nice to him no ones ever been this caring towards him before!

He can't help the tears he really can't! He feels soft and mushy he doesn't know if he even likes it or not! "xiao? Are you alright "

Through hiccups and stutters, he can only bring himself to say one line "I- love you, I really l-like you-" which is just followed up by more sobs as he hides his face from you, embarrassed

He gasps as you pull his face from his hiding spot and place a gentle kiss on the purple diamond on top of his head "me too xiao, me too."

Kazuha

It was usually just him making food for the both of you after a session after that he would go and take a bath but.. Nowadays you like to help him

When his legs hurt too much to reach up and grab something you would pick him up so easily si he could

When he starts making a specific dish and there aren't enough ingredients so you run to the store to quickly grab whatever he needs! You don't want to waste something he put so much effort in!!

And especially when you help him take a bath by rubbing soap up and down his supple thighs washing his hair so so gently even going as far as to help him dry it! You don't even question his desire to wear your clothes anymore! You pick out the cutest outfits for him!

It makes him realize how much he treasures you and these moments which lead him to confess "y/n" "yes kazuha"

"Whenever I see you my stomach starts fluttering and whenever I wake up to the sight of you next to me, sleeping calmly, it lights a warmth in me I can't describe, it makes me realize how valuable time is and I want to spend the rest of eternity with you, I love you, y/n" "..I'm not sure I can say such lovely words like yours to describe my love for you, but me too, I love you kazuha"

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lulublack90 · 6 months ago

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Prompt 11 - Fake Date

@wolfstarmicrofic May 11, word count 875

“Eugh, my mum keeps asking who I’m bringing to my cousin's wedding!” Remus groaned as he checked the new message on his phone. “She’s getting worse. Ever since Oscar and I broke up it’s all she cares about.” He shook his head and put on a high-pitched voice, imitating Hope. “Reemuss,” He elongated his name like Hope did with her lilting accent. “Remus, why don’t you have a nice boy to bring to Gwen’s wedding? You should go find yourself someone, Remus.” He grimaced. “Like it’s so easy. She met dad in the middle of a forest when that guy jumped out of the trees at her and dad came to her rescue. Knowing my luck, the would be murderer would fall for me.” He leaned his head back and cursed the heavens.

Sirius had sat there patiently listening to Remus grouse. He snatched Remus’s phone from his lap and typed a quick message to Hope.

“There,” He said. “Now you have a date.” He grinned mischievously. Remus paled.

“What did you do?” He picked up his phone and gasped. “Sirius! What the actual?!” His phone pinged as Hope started gushing about how happy she was and how much she’d always loved Sirius. He had to put his phone on silent to shut it up. Sirius had messaged Hope telling her that he was bringing Sirius as his date. Sirius who he’d had a crush on for years and told his mother every little thing about it. Oh gods, this was going to be a disaster.

“It’ll be fine, Remus. I’ll pretend to be your boyfriend for the day, and then we’ll mysteriously break up, none of them will be the wiser, and it'll make your mum happy.” Remus groaned into his hands.

They travelled to Wales the day before the wedding and stayed at Remus’s parents house. Lyall greeted them at the door but then disappeared into his study. He was happy in there and Remus was happy he was in there, to be honest. They’d never quite seemed to quite understand each other and this way was easier, much to Hope’s annoyance.

Hope, on the other hand, wrapped them both in her arms and cooed over Sirius.

“I knew you’d end up together. You’re perfect for each other.” Sirius lapped it up. The only problem they had was Hope put them in Remus’s old bedroom. They hadn’t thought of that when they’d agreed to stay there. There wasn’t even another spare room.

“It’ll be fun,” Sirius beamed. “Like being back at school.”

“We never shared a bed. That was you and James,” Remus reminded him.

“Well, better late than never then, I guess,” Sirius responded. So that was how Remus found himself in bed with Sirius.

Thankfully, morning came quickly and then it was time for the wedding.

Everybody made a fuss about Sirius.

“He’s so handsome Remus,” His grandmother had declared when he’d introduced him. “You ought to put a ring on his finger, so he doesn’t get away,” She’d said loudly. Remus went beet red.

“Nain, you can’t just yell that out!” He hushed her.

“And why not? I want to see some great grand kids before I pop my clogs, and you aren’t getting any younger,”

“Oh my god,” He didn’t know how to handle her apart from with a gin and tonic and the bar wasn’t open yet.

“Don’t you worry, Mrs Howell, I’ll make an honest man out of him.” Sirius said, linking her arm with his and leading her away to her table. He turned and winked at Remus. Remus wished he could turn invisible.

By the end of the wedding, Sirius had won over all of Remus’s family and all of the grooms. In fact, more people knew who Sirius was at the wedding than knew who Remus was.

Remus was glad when they were on their way back to his parents house. It had been a long day. “So,” Sirius asked him. “When are you going to pop the question? Your Nain’s promised me her engagement ring.” He grinned, fighting back a laugh at Remus.

“Oh, haha, Sirius,” Remus rolled his eyes and said no more about the subject.

That night, much to Remus’s surprise, Sirius snuggled under his arm and rested his head on Remus’s chest.

“I had fun today.” Sirius told him with a sleepy voice. “Your family is really nice, and I might just steal your Nain. She was brilliant.” He turned his head to look at Remus. “Thank you for letting me come.” He said quietly.

“You invited yourself. I had nothing to do with it.” Remus huffed.

He closed his eyes hoping Sirius would take the hint. But instead, Sirius pushed up and kissed him. Remus’s eyes shot open, and he stared at Sirius.

“I was serious about that ring, Moony. Whenever you’re ready, I’ll be there.” Remus didn’t know what to say, so he dragged Sirius’s face back to his and kissed him deeper than their first. He melted as Sirius kissed him back. “Took you long enough,” Sirius murmured against his lips. Remus had never been happier. He made a note to send a bottle of champagne to his cousin, because without her this might never have happened.

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softringing · 2 months ago

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Its now basically confirmed Sampo is from planet Kalevala according to the new textmap leaks for his upcoming event :)

Ok I think our theories of him being forged by SOMEONE or some aeon is slowly becoming true BUT the question is who?

It could be the HSR alternate of Illumiren that crafted sampo or even the Preservation. Why do I think that? Well simply put, preservation is trying to preserve anything it can possibly do-- and additionally, qiloph has a giant hammer, it would make sense for them to "make" sampo, not only for the sake of Belebog but also Kalevala who is in a similar situation as them.

The poem Sampo singing in these leaks literally talk about HIMSELF and I'm pretty sure the word "Sampo" is going to be highlighted in yellow/red during the game BC of these odd "RUBY" text around it, just to emphasise something about SAMPO.

Sampo happily singing about himself or his supposed "purpose" makes me think he's a mix of 3 paths (as in he believes in them or he embodies them in some way):

The Preservation-- he has been consistently running around belebog behind the scenes, even as far as going to penacony to get his mask back from sparkle. He's obviously trying to *preserve* belebog and save it from destruction

Elation-- this is pretty obvious. Sampo braking the 4th wall, his mask, his talk with Giovanni and scamming people. But something that doesn't add up I think is him not having his mask during the belebog quest. I think the reason why he didn't have his mask was not only BC he was retired as many people mentioned but ALSO the fact that the masks that the fools carry can corrupt them. If U watch Sparkle's myriad celestia trailer, U can tell she's being possessed by someone else like an evil spirit and how her mask has half red, half white parts. But then I think ABT Giovanni who has the same feature on his mask but doesn't seem possessed like sparkle herself. He seems very similar to Sampo, calm and rational which explains why SAMPO'S friends with him in the first place. But even then sampo seems to refuse sharing his beliefs until someone asks him and I think that shows his reluctance to return to elation

Nihilty-- this is SAMPO'S ingame path and I didn't only choose it BC it was his ingame path. You see elation and Nihility are practically the same thing. Both believe that life is nothing/joke but the only thing that sets them apart is that nihility just does nothing and awaits for that meaningless end, while the elation is just like "if everything is meaningless than I might just have fun". I feel like Sampo does fall under this category and his backstory will have elements linking to the nihility but that's just my speculation.

I also suspect that sampo was hired by Elio like sparkle BC how else does he know the future? I thought that since sampo may be the emanator of elation, it might relate to that but if he did know the future, during the penacony masquerade duet quest, why did he make a surprised expression when sparkle said she wouldn't give his mask back as a joke? Shouldn't he have known that sparkle was joking if he knew the future? I don't think he was acting here

so I'm thinking that perhaps, Sampo was also hired by Elio. There isn't much to prove this, but if you have a look at firefly's trailer, you can see the stelleron hunters walking on a bridge located in belebog

Also, I think a person on twitter found a note in rivet town from blade saying "you will never get away from me" (dan Heng I pity U).

Since the stelleron hunters didn't take the stelleron from belebog, and let tb do the work, why were they even there to begin with? To give sampo the script methinks.

Anyway, what do you guys think?

#Sampo koski #Sampo #hsr #Theory #Masked fools

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kirameliaoustern · 10 months ago

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Boston Chris

Summary: Chris and y/n have been dating since they were 15teen. Everything was fine but what happens when Chris starts to loose focus after he gets VERY famous with his YouTube career….

Chris sturniolo x reader, slight Vinnie Hacker x reader

Long As hell, sorry bout that, ANGST & fluff

Link to part two at the bottom

Not prof read!

2019

“Nick, Matt and I have been thinking about starting a YouTube channel” Chris says with his arm around y/n’s shoulder and her head resting on his chest.”I know we probably won’t make a living out of it but we think it would be fun, I mean you always say it’s hilarious when we three are fighting so….”

“Really?” Y/n looked surprised. “It was just an idea I know it’s sounds silly but-“ “I think that’s a great Idea” she cut his rambling of sensing he was getting nervous.

“You guys are super funny and not just I think that. Nate and Ahlana are always laughing their ass of too so why not let the whole word have the enjoyment.”

Chris smiles looking at her. “It will be just for fun anyways, it’s not like we’re gonna be something” he says shaking his head.

“No stop that. You guys will probably become super famous I know it” y/n says as she starts laughing “the girls are gonna go crazy for you- now you stop” chris tries to cut her off as he starts laughing too and getting red in the face.

“No it’s the truth -y/n” he tries again.

“I’m serious, gonna have to compete with all the pretty girls who are gonna love you.” She jokes around smiling.

He turns his head, still smiling like an idiot and turns her around so he’s hovering over her. Her smile vanishes at his sudden move.

“No one could EVER compete with you my love. You’re the only one for me.” He says looking deep into her eyes. No sights of joking is seen in his expression. “I love you, y/n”

She starts smiling shyly

and she believed him, she really did. She thought nothing would ever come between them….

“I love you Chris.” She leans up, closes her eyes and they share a slow, loving kiss.

“Did you just call me love?” She says in a joking tone against his lips, eyes still closed.

“Shut up” he whisper with a faint smile on his lips as he leans down to kiss her again.

“You’re so corny” pulling always slightly

“You love me” leaning down again

Kiss

“Doesn’t make you any less corny. You know for someone who claims he hates all this corny stuff yo-

“Shut up so I can kiss you y/n” looking into her eyes with a bright smile on his lips.

“If you insist, my love.” She says while leaning up to reach his lips with emphasis of my love just to tease him.

“You’re unbelievable” it’s the last thing that leaves his lips before he engulfs them with hers again.

2020

Sitting on her couch y/n hears knocking on her door. She knows its Chris. She practically runs to her front door with the biggest smile on her lips.

“Hey you” Chris says as she opens the door with the same smile grazing his lips.

“What is this?” Glancing down at the bouquet of flowers in his hands.

“Oh you know these are for the old man that lives beside you but he wasn’t home so could you give these to him?” He hands them to her.

“Ah yeah so you mean him when you say ‘for the most beautiful girl in the world’?” She says jokingly looking up at him as she reads the card that lays between the flowers.

“Absolutely, have you seen him? He’s very sexy. And we have this whole role playing thing going on where he’s the nice school girl and I am the strict teacher and when I come we-

“CHRIS” y/n cuts him off laughing

“They are for you obviously dummy.”

“Thank you” kissing his cheek.

They go inside as chris closes the door and y/n goes to find a vase for the flowers.

She’s about to put flowers in the vase that she filled with water just seconds ago as she feels Chris arms sneak around her waist and his face nuzzling in her neck.

It tickles as she lets out giggles

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

She smiles reaching her hand out behind her to scrap her nails on the back of his neck.

“Everyday Chris.” She says softly

“That’s no enough. You’re beautiful, beautiful so beauti-

“Okay okay okay, what has gotten you in such a happy mood? Not that I’m complaining.” Y/n wonders out loud, Turning around in his arms to face him.

“We just uploaded our first videos yesterday” he answers with the most exciting look in his eyes.

“Really.” Y/n jumps matching his excitement.

“Yeah and I know it doesn’t have a lot of views but the comments we received are so positive and it was so fun making it.”

“I’m happy for you chris. I knew they would love you. Maybe not as much as I do but still.” Letting out a slight chuckle as he caress his cheek.

“You’re love is the only one I need.” He says leaning down to kiss her.

2021

“Okay so I was thinking a long knee short blue dress, but a light blue, and some white converse. I don’t know who it way to do my hair yet so.” Y/n told Nick as they were walking on their way to the Sturniolo household.

It was early April and currently talking about what they were gonna wear to their high school graduation.

“Oh yeah that would look so pretty. Blue is definitely your color bro.” Nick answers.

“Yes right, that’s what I am saying. Anyways back to you. What are you going to wear?”

“I was thinking about a Black suit but I want a special touch to it”

“I know what you mean. Do have any ideas yet?”

“No, something colorful for sure.”

“Mhm.. how about a little pink. Pink and black look good together and for sure are gonna look good on you”

“Oh stop it you’re gonna make me blush.” Nick jokingly takes an imaginary hair in his hands and puts it behind his ear, acting like a little school girl in love.

Y/n laughs at his actions as she took a sip of her iced coffe

“But seriously dude how about..” she trails off

“Wait I got it, a pink tie” nick yells slightly

“That would look so cool nick.” Y/n exclaims cheerfully.

“Did you tell Chris what dress you’re going to wear?” Nick turn to y/n.

“Nope. It’s a surprise. I hope he will like it.” She admits with shyness.

“Are you kidding me? That guy ist like crazy about you. I means seriously the amount of times he talks about you, don’t get me wrong I love you but damn he find a way to bring you up in every conversation. He would find you beautiful in a trash bag and frizzy hair girl.” The girl blushes at his words.

“What can I say, I’m just a in love with him. Probably even more.”

“Alright gross…. But in all seriousness I’m happy for you guys. You are the perfect couple. High school sweethearts.”

“I can’t believe we are already two year together. I can’t imagine ever being with someone else.”

“Okay future sister in law it’s starting to rain. Let’s hurry.”

“Race ya nick.” She yells as she’s running off

“HEY THATS NOT FAIR”

2021 May

“10K BABY” y/n hears Chris yelling through the house as she enters the Sturniolo household.

“You’re here.” He’s still yelling as he sees her. Running up to her, picking her and twirling her around.

“Wow chris I missed you too.” Y/n says chucking full of happiness.

“Did you see it?” He looks at her excitingly, all giddy.

“Yea but I’m pretty sure the whole neighborhood heard you.”

“A they should.” Chris leans down kissing her passionately.

“Chris let the girl breath, jeez” nick blurts as he enters the room.

“alright, alright you need to see the cake we baked to celebrate, the other will come soon but I really need to use the toilette I drank like 3 cans of Pepsi out of happiness sooo suit yourself.” Chris yells already running in the direction of the toilette.

Nick just rolls his eyes but smiles nonetheless at his brothers happiness

Y/n walks in the kitchen and sees Matt sitting at the table on his phone

“Sup matty boy” she calls out cheerfully to him

“What’s up y/n/n” matt looks up from his phone smiling at her, dabbing her up.

“Not much but I heard 10k people are up your ass.” Y/n says with a warm smile sitting down beside him

“Yeah it’s crazy, I never thought so many people would enjoy our videos.” Matt says running his hand nervously through his hair. “Can I tell you something tho?” He adds.

“Of course matt. Shoot.”

“Don’t get me wrong I love all of this but, ..but what if this all goes down?” He admits. “I mean now it’s great and the people are mostly nice but there comes also more pressure what if someday they turn against us? Nick and Chris are super happy and I am too but I’m scared that it will not end well. So many people lose themselves in the fame and I know 10k is not titled as famous but we growth really fast the last few weeks and if it goes on like this people will notice us and that’s great but then they expect things from us and we will disappoint them then they start too-“

“Okay Matt stop. You worry to much.” Y/n cut him off knowing he tends to start rambling when he panics.

“It’s gonna be okay. Look let’s say it goes downhill, what’s not gonna happen, you still have all of us. Nick, Chris, Alahna, Nate-“

“Don’t forget to add you.”

“Yeah of course I’m gonna be there. But they only gonna love you. You won’t need us i’m sure it’s overwhelming right now but it’s gonna be okay. You can’t influence how people think but that’s not your responsibility. Just be you and it’s gonna work out.” She sends him a warm smile his way.

He reciprocates her smile as he’s about to respond he gets cut off by alahna who just walked through the door.

“Alright my best friends just reached 10k followers and I heard the cake is ready so what are we waiting for” alahna practically yelled as she enters the kitchen with Nate right behind.

“That’s right let’s get stared. CHRIS” nick came back and screamed for Chris.

“I’M COMMING MAN DONT RUSH ME BRO” he replied while running up the stairs.

“Congratulations bro” Nate comes dabbing Chris up, than Matt than Nick

“Thanks, means a lot.”

As Matt got ready to start cutting y/n feels a pair of arm hugging her around her waist with a head resting on her shoulder.

“hi” Chris whispers in hear ear “I’m glad you’re here” kissing her cheek he focused back on Matt.

2021 July

“Oh my gosh you look so pretty girl” y/n turns around as she hears alahna entering her bedroom.

“Yeah?”

“Oh absolutely, Chris is going to drool babe” she replies while y/n lets out a chuckle. She stares a moment at the picture of Chris and her on her nightstand table.

The pictures was take at their one year anniversary. Chris looked at her while she laughed with her eyes closed.

She really hoped he will like her dress

“But enough about me you look so so so beautiful” the girl turns around and grabs alahnas hands and admires her

“Stop i’m getting red” she blushes

They both chuckled at each other as y/n’s mom began to yell

“The boys are here, come down girls I wanna get pictures.”

“Are you ready?” Alahna turns to y/n

“I think so, I can’t wait to be out of high school.” Y/n replies

“Okay I go first, I wanna capture Chris face when he sees you in this pretty, hot dress” she winks at y/n

“ALAHNA” y/n starts chuckling at her friends choice of words.

As Alahna walked downstairs she heard their boys greet her and she looks at herself in the mirror one more time before she starts heading downstairs too.

“Oh my god” she immediately heat Chris voice and she began smiling. Oh how much she loves him.

“You look stunning I can’t even- wow.” Chris says breathless

“Alright Chris we all see that the girls look beautiful but get yourself together man.” Matt says while letting out a giggle at Chris’s reaction.

“Alright guys now I wanna take pictures.” Y/n’s mom exclaims excitingly.

“You’re really are the most beautiful girl in the world.” Chris whispers in the girls ear so only she could hear him as they get ready to take pictures.

After spending 15 minutes on taking photos some with all of them, some with only the girls then only the guys and hundred of couple photos of y/n and Chris they finally made their way to their graduation.

Almost being late

……

It was now 8:46 pm and the group of friends were sitting outside the triplets house eating take out form mc donalds and reminiscing about their high school time now that they graduated just a few hours ago.

“Yeah I hated it most of the times but you guys made it special, well sometimes.” Nate said as the rest of them startet to laugh

“Okay I’ll be right back but I really need to get out of this uncomfortable dress.” Y/n’s while standing up, heading into Chris’s room where her spare and comfy clothes were.

Right as she pulled her Chris’s

Mac Miller t-Shirt over her head, her eyes fell on the photo on Chris’s wall of him, Matt, Nate, Nick, Alahna and her. The last day before they were about to start high school.

It feels like an eternity has gone by since the photo was taken. So much has happened in these years.

She didn’t notice Chris comming after her. He is leaning against the doorway just admiring her with the ghost of a smile on his lips.

He was so happy to have her. His girl. He couldn’t wait to start spending the rest of his days with her.

“What are you thinking about?”

She jumps at the sound of his voice

“Jesus Chris you scarred me” she said putting the photo on his bed.

“I’m sorry” he said lightly chuckling at her reaction “didn’t mean to” he add while slowly making his way over to her as they both sit down on his bed

“It’s crazy. High school is over. Can you believe that? The rest of our live is starting now.” Y/n said out of nowhere

“Yeah I can’t really realize it at the moment.” He answers

“I don’t know what happens next.” The girl admits

“None of us does”

“Ya but what if we mess this up”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean now it’s getting serious. There will be challenges and the real live and the pressure and all this-“

“Slow down love, you’re not alone. We’re in this together” Chris places his hand over y/n’s and started squeezing it “you and me.”

“Because in the end you and me is only thing I’m never going to doubt.” He finishes

“But what if we end up being shitty at this whole adult thing and end up living a sad live?”

“If we are together it’s not a sad live. Us, is more than enough, more than I ever need. As long as I have you I am happy.” Chris reassures her. “You’re it for me.”

“And you’re it for me Chris.”

They smile at each other and lean in to share a loving kiss.

“CHRIS, Y/N GEF YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE AND STOP MAKING OUT! WERE GOING TO THE ARCADE!”

Rolling his eyes he replies “COMING GIVE US A SECOND”

“I love them but they have bad timing.” The girl chuckles at that.

“Ready to get your ass beat?” She answers instead with as mischievous smile.

“We’ll see about that my dear.” He says in return, grabbing her hand and rushing down.

Summer 2021

Chris and his brothers are currently in LA for the first time

In coming call y/n <3

Chris sees his phone light up and immediately starts smiling seeing y/n’s name pop up on his screen.

“Hey LA boy”

The boy chuckles at that

“Hey, how are you?”

“Nothing just hanging out with alahna the whole day and complaining about not seeing my boyfriend”

“Thinking about me?” He’s asking, a teasing smile grazing his lips

“Oh all the time dear”

Another chuckle

“How is LA?”

“Amazing, it’s so different you have now idea. I really wish you were, you would love it here”

“That sounds great, I’m glad you like it”

“Yeah, I miss you though”

“I miss you too Chris”

….

After talking for another 15 minutes Chris heard Nick yelling at him to get ready that they going out

“Alright my love I need to go but I’ll call you tomorrow”

“Okay, I love you”

Chris smiles at the sincerity in her voice

“I love you more”

2021 November

Winter is about to arrive and y/n couldn’t be happier. She is going to see Chris again after 2 weeks of not seeing him.

In those 4 months after graduation a lot has changed.

Y/n is enjoying her gap year and travels a lot to get inspiration. She want to study Fashion next year. She met a girl named Lia in New York and they get along really well.

Chris was or is really busy. His career started to get big a few weeks ago. They even have a manager now, Laura and her daughter Madi.

Madi and y/n got really close due ind Chris bringing her to LA a few time and the always hung out for some girls time.

Madi updates y/n often and acts annoying that Chris is talking nonstop about the girl but she secretly finds it adorable.

For the holidays they alle celebrate in Boston and she can’t wait to see him again.

He will arrive in 3 days. December first an the staying til new years.

……

“Are you nervous” Nick asks Chris as they were sitting beside each other on their plane to Boston.

“I just CANT wait to see y/n again. I never thought I would miss her that much.” The boy answers looking dawn at his lap.

“I’m pretty sure she misses you just as much.” Matt chimes in. “You guys are crazy for each other. I’m surprised you even survived a week without another” he adds.

“What did you got her for Christmas?” Nick ask.

“I read her favorite book but I wrote down something nice that made me fall in love with her on every page.”

“YOU READ A BOOK?” Matt almost screams

“Just up dude.”

“Wow”

…..

December first 2021

Knock knock’

“COMING” y/n screamed excitedly as she makes a run for the door. She knew exactly who it was, her favourite boy-

“Chris” she breaths out as a huge smiles takes over her face.

“Hey ma” Chris replies with the same smile on his lips.

For a moment they just stand there staring at one another. They haven’t seen each other for weeks and it was as if time stopped now that they were together again.

“Äh, I’m sorry come in” the girl let out a light chuckle as she walks in the living room. Chris following after he took his shoes off.

As Chris approaches y/n they both could sense how nervous the other was. Y/n smiles shyly and walks over to Chris, who returns the smile and engulfs her in a big hug.

Y/n buries her head in his chest and inhales his scent as Chris lays his head on top of hers an closes his eyes. For a while they just stood like that, enjoying each others company after not being able to do so for a long time.

“Hi” Chris whispers quietly in her ear.

“Hi” y/n says back in the same tone.

“You have no idea how much I missed you.”

“I’m glad you’re back home.”

“You’re my home.”

“….”

“Corny” she lets out with a teasing smile while her head is still buried in his chest but he could feel her grin and lets out a chuckle

“Unbelievable” and the Ice broke….

A few hours later they were cuddling in y/n bed just talking about everything

His phone lights up a few times signalling someone was clearly messaging him

“Chris you should check who it is.”

“Nah” The boy took his phone and turned it off “ My time with you is more important than anything else.” He finishes.

She smiles at that.

No matter how much was going on in his life, he always made time for her, always made sure she never felt left out in his live and as long as he did that she knew they were going to be okay.

A few days later

Y/n and Chris were cuddling in her bedroom talking about the next steps that were ahead of them in the following year.

“Yeah that will be awesome and I will -“

Ring Ring

Chris phone.

“I’m sorry ma, I gotta take this one.” He apologises while standing up. It was their manager who has been non stop calling him and his brothers.

Y/n understands this but that doesn’t mean she didn’t find it annoying.

“It’s okay, I know it’s important” she says as Chris leans down to kiss her head then walking out and accepting the call.

Y/n noticed that Chris was Stressed the last few days, it’s all still so new to him. Being known now and recognised, having to talk to important people and having to be available all the time. She catches him sometimes not really being with her instead being in his head about other things.

She wishes she could take some pressure off of him or help him in any way she just doesn’t know how….

2022 June

10am Los Angelos CA - 01pm Boston MA

“And then they said I had potential can you believe that?”

Y/n was currently on a phone call with Chris. He is in LA again for the 4th time this year. She wonders what’s so great about LA that they are so often there.

“Don’t talk down on yourself love, I knew they would love you when they see you.” The boy on the other side of the phone replies.

“Yeah but it’s so crazy. If I play my cards right I could really do something big there. Lia said she has a free room in her apartment in New York and for the time that I’m working at Vogue I could stay with her. They were all so nice. This could be the Chance for me. Do you think this is too soon tho?” She questions him.

Silence

“Chris?”

“What, oh no yeah that is great ma” he answers but she could hear he didn’t knew what she was talking about. She didn’t blame him, she knew he was super busy with work at the moment, I mean they barely seen each other yeah even talk with each other the last 4 weeks.

“I didn’t even told you the best part yet, you will never guess what happened next.”

“Baby can I call you later? Laura just texted and Nick and Matt want to film later.” The boy ask in an apologising tone.

“Yeah no problem love.” She replies.

“You’re the best, kiss I’ll call you I promise”

“Alright love you”

“Love you too”

02am Boston MA - 11pm Los Angelos CA

She waited, The call never came.

09am Boston MA - the next day

From Chris ❤️: I’m sorry baby it got late last night, let’s call later, kiss

Send 09:12am

From Y/n <3: no worries

Send 04:28pm

2022 September

“You look gorgeous” Lia said as she saw what y/n was wearing for her date with Chris tonight.

“Are u sure? Shouldn’t I’ll be wearing something… I don’t know something more revealing?” She questioned with uncertainty in her voice.

“No, wear what you feel comfortable with. Chris will find you beautiful in everything.” Lia answered.

“Yeah but he’s taking me out to this fancy restaurant, I don’t know if this is the right fit.”

“You’re Crazy, do you feel pretty?”

“…yeah.”

“Then wear it.”

Y/n decided to listen to her. She and Chris haven’t seen each other the last month and phone calls were 10 minutes long maximum. She wanted this date to be perfect and for Chris to find her stunning.

….

A few hours later

Y/n drove to the restaurant. Chris and her agreed to met there since Chris had a meeting right before the date and it would be easier this way.

As Chris saw her car pull into park he made his way to the driver side and opened the door for her.

Taking his hand y/n stepped out as Chris admired her.

“You look beautiful y/n”

“Thank you” y/n blushes

As they sat down and ordered their food y/n began to feel nervous. They haven’t talked properly in weeks and now that they finally had the time to it felt weird. She didn’t liked this. Things never felt weird with Chris that what she loved about their relationship, she could say anything or nothing at all and it still wouldn’t feel weird.

Not it seems like things were different.

“So… how have you been?” How have you been????

Why did she asked that? He’s her boyfriend. She should’ve know how he is and what’s going on in his life.

“Uhm great yeah, business runs as good as ever and I’ll already met such cool people and the fans, Oh and the places we went to were amazing.” She could tell he also felt weird but she didn’t wanted to address it.

After a little small talk they began to get back to normal. Although it did bother her how often Chris went on his phone to message somebody or looked at something she could make out.

Sometimes he didn’t even notice when she stopped talking.

She didn’t say anything

“Lia said they found it amazing but I thought they looked like they’re expected to..” y/n stopped talking.

“Mhm” Chris hummed in agreement. Looking up from his phone for a second then back down. He didn’t even notice her not finishing her sentence.

“Yeah..”

“Sorry love, but you know how it is.” Chris tries to reassure her with an apologetic smile grazing his lips.

“Sure”

“But hey are you free next Friday?” She asked curiously.

“Yeah, why?” The boy answers putting his phone back in his pocket.

“They hosting a party for me as a sign of appreciation, I’m gonna hold a speech and everything and I would really look forward if you would come.” She asked

“Of course sweetheart. If you want me there I will be. Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He said with a smile putting his hand over hers and squeezing it.

She returns his smile and it feels as if they were finally going back to how they were.

Next Friday, 05:48pm

“Excited?” Lia asked.

“You have no idea” y/n let’s out breathless. “I never talked infront or so many people before. I hope Chris gets here soon. He’s was supposed to be here at 05:30, that was almost 20 minutes ago.”

“He’s probably on his way and you’ll do great, I know you will.” She sends y/n are reassuring smile.

Y/n tries to return it but as she sees how many more people are just walking in the more nervous she gets and the smile falters.

“Stop worrying.” Lia tries one more time.

She would have to start in 12 minutes.

Y/n appreciate it, she really does but right now she just wishes for Chris to be here.

Chris ❤️

From Chris: Can’t wait to see you later 💋

Seen 01:22 pm

Y/n: Me either, I’m so nervous

From Chris: You don’t have to be. I know you and I’ll be there the whole time if anything goes wrong, what won’t happen, I’ll help you ❤️

Seen: 01:26 am

Y/n: Thanks. I know I will feel better if you are there ❤️

From Chris: ofc love, see you there

Y/n: see you there, kiss

Seen: 01:28 pm

Y/n: hey are you on your way? ❤️

Delivered: 05:34pm

Y/n: text me when you’re outside ❤️

Delivered: 05:38 pm

Y/n: Chris?

Delivered: 05:42 pm

Y/n: it’s about to start where are?

Delivered: 05:51 pm

Y/n: Chris come on

Delivered: 05:55 pm

Y/n: I really need you here please just answer me

Delivered: 05:57 pm

“Y/n you’re turn.” Lia informed her.

Y/n took a deep breath, shook her hands out and got up.

She felt sick to her stomach

The whole time her eyes searched the crown for one particular of blue yes…

They never showed up.

Earlier 04:05 pm

“Wow, for what have u dresses up so well?” Matt asks as he sees Chris putting much effort in his outfit.

“Y/n has this event tonight and as the hood boyfriend I am, I’m gonna support her.” The boy answers.

“Wait, tonight?!” Nick ask from the livingroom as he heard his brothers conversations.

“Äh yeah.. why?”

“It’s just Larry, Nailea, Arlington, Madison beer, Josh richards, Vinnie hacker, Jack wright (and other famous tiktoker, I’m sorry Idk a lot of them so just imagin) are coming over later to hang out ans I thought it would be the best if we three were there.” Nick answers.

“Tonight?! Oh man I really wish I could be there.” Chris replies.

“Can you really not come?” Matt chimes in.

“Sorry bro I promised her and u know her, she is super nervous and needs me there. I can’t let her hang it’s like I’ve barely saw her the last weeks and I miss her. You guys will be okay for one night without me.” The boy states.

“Yeah I guess.”

04:21 pm

Ding dang dong

Nick opens the door to their friends and greets madison and Nailea.

Chris had a few minutes left before he had to go so he took part in the conversation with his brother and the girls.

A little bit later Arrington and Larray showed up and after them Jack and Vinnie and the 9 of them ate the pizza jack and Vinnie brought with them.

“What time is it?” Chris asks

“Uhm… 04:52 pm” Jack answers his questions.

“Oh shit” Chris stands up “I need to go i a few” as he’s about to stand up Larray ask

“You’re going out?”

“Yeah, my girlfriend has this thing tonight.” The brunette boy response

“That’s why you’re dressed so well? I thought it was for the Party at the hype house” madison pipes up

“We’re invited? There are all the big influencers and important people.” Matt says

“Yeah we thought it will be cool if we could go.” Nailea adds

“..I’m sorry guys.” Chris response

As he was about to go to his room and take his phone to he meet y/n he was stopped by Arlington and Matt.

“Chris bro listen to me we need to go there tonight.” Matt shook his shoulders.

“Yeah man you know how many connections you guys would get.” The other boy says

“I can’t let y/n down guys. She counts on me.”

“Just this time. She’ll understand.”

Chris doesn’t know what to do. He knows he should be there for his girlfriend but this is such a big opportunity for not only him but his brothers as well.

“Alright.” Swallowing his guilt he goes back downstairs.

Totally forgetting his phone.

The next morning

Chris woke up late. It was currently 02:14 pm and the sun shone through his window.

He was rolling over to get his phone and his heart dropped at what he saw.

6 missed calls from y/n <3

9 missen texts from y/n <3

He tries calling her but to no avail. It’s was going straight to voicemail.

Earlier that day

Y/n was still sad at he fact that Chris basically stood her up on a night where she really needed him.

At first she was worried last night, thinking something bad had happened because he would just ghost her right?

Wrong.

As she saw Chris at the Party at the hypes house on Matts story.

To say she was mad was and understatement she could understand how her sweet, longing Chris ditched her for a party.

She shut phone off and tried not to think to much about it or she would burst out in tears.

A while later she heard knocking on her door. It was early in the afternoon and she was reading on of her books.

Standing up, waking to the door she wasn’t surprised seeing Chris standing on her doorstep.

He looked disheveled and had a guilty look on his face. At least something.

“Y/n” he breathed out “let me explain”

“I don’t wanna hear it Chris” she didn’t sound angry or upset but more so tired and disappointed. He hated it.

“Please can I come in?”

She didn’t answer him instead opened the door wider and walker back inside. He Follower her suit.

“Look I wanted to come, I really did. You know I was getting ready and had dressed up nice for you then Nick told me he invited Larray, Vinnie and all those other people and I thought ‘okay cool just hang with them for a bit and then go to y/n’ because I had some time left before I needed to go yk.” She just looked at him with her puppy eyes.

“Anyways as I was about to go madison mentioned the Party hosting at the hype house and I was like damn I have to miss it cause I can’t let you down but then Arrington and Matt came to me they begged me to go with them and made clear what a chance this would be not only for me but for Nick and Matt so I was like okay do it for them y/n would understand.” He finishes

She stayed silent

“And you couldn’t answer your phone?” She asked quietly

“I forgot it at home. Listen to me” he came over to her and her hands in his to pull her closer “I’m so sorry I just wanted to do them right and I knew you would be fantastic and I know I should have called you or anything but you know this is all knew to me and I just don’t want to miss any opportunity.”

The girl was still mad or more sad that he didn’t even think to call her and just forget her the moment he heard that those “famous” people were throwing a party but she didn’t wanna fight him.

Everyone makes mistakes.

She kissed his cheek and smiled sadly

“Okay”

Februar 2023

Y/n just woke up in Chris bed, in his arms. The pair was cuddling and just enjoying each others company.

“You smell really good” Chris says while nuzzling his head in y/n chest. She was spooning him with his head on her chest and he could feel her chest moving as she laughed at his comment.

That made him smile

“We have dinner left overs from last night. You hungry?” He asked.

“Yeah I could have some food right now” the girls answered his question.

The two of them made their way into the kitchen and as Chris was warming up the food y/n noticed her boy getting nervous.

“You alright, Chris?”

“What? mhm, oh yeah.. yeah”

Y/n set the table while Chris brought the food on the table.

While eating dinning Chris bounced his leg nervously.

After they finished eating and cleaned up Chris called out to Y/n.

“Hey, uh can we sit down for a moment? I kinda have to tell you something.” He admits

“Sure”

They sat down on the couch and Chris began to fiddle with his fingers. He didn’t know how to begin.

“So Um, as you probably noticed we’ve spent a lot of time in LA.”

“Yeah, I’ve noticed. I missed you like crazy honey.”

That didn’t make it easier

“Missed you too baby but what I want so say is so… uh we’ve… so we’ve kinda brought a house there.” Chris admits.

Silence

“You’re moving to LA?” The girls asks after some time.

“Yeah.” He couldn’t look at her.

“Are you.. I mean what.. that’s great and I’m happy if you’re happy with it but… but what does this mean for.. us?”

“We can make this work y/n.”

“You think?”

“Yes. 100%. I’ve given it a lot of thought and I come visit and you can visit us, we can call and, and I update you and you me and think about it when in years from now we are living together, our kids this time where we were apart won’t matter anymore.” He rushes out.

That was a lot to take in but she wanted to make this work.

“We can try” she smiles at him although it was an uncertain smile.

She was scared at the thought of not seeing Chris so often, that they would lose what they have.

It was already hard now how difficult would it be if he lives hours away?

April 2023

09:13 pm

“Ready to go?” Chris asked y/n from his bedroom. She was getting ready to go with her boyfriend and his brother to another party at the hype house.

She was wearing light blue jeans and a white top. Nothing too special. Her hair was curled and she was just finishing putting on her jewelry.

She’s been staying with Chris and his brothers in their house in LA for a few days. It was her third day there and she would leave in two.

If the girl was honest she was overwhelmed with all this. Her boyfriend lived in LA now for about 4 weeks now and this was the first time she was there.

She never met any of his “new” friends but he seems so happy here. He’s really living his life in LA with the fancy events and everything.

She’s worried about him not having space for her in his live anymore.

“Yes just gone done” y/n answers.

“Awesome. Nick and Matt are upstairs waiting.”

“Y/n you look beautiful.” Nick says immediately as his eyes land on her.

“Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself Nicolas.” She response with a smile.

Arriving at the party y/n definitely underestimated how big and how many people where going to be there. Sure she expected it but not THIS much.

Chris beamed as he saw the party while y/n looked like she was about to throw up. He didn’t noticed her distress and instead grabbed her hand and lead her into the crowd.

It feels like hundred of people were dabbing up her boyfriend and she didn’t know one of them. In fact she didn’t know anyone at this party except the triplets.

Finally in the kitchen y/n and Chris grabbed something to drink. Y/n just water and Chris grabbed a Pepsi her hand found his again as she felt slightly uncomfortable.

Chris looked relaxed as a few people came over to him. She had no idea who they were (seen as they weren’t famous people) but Chris dropped her hand as they came over to him.

She looked up at him with a slight frown but he looked like nothing happened.

Maybe he didn’t even noticed he dropped her hand but as she was about to reach for it he put them in his pants pockets.

“CHRIS BRO” one of the guys said coming to them.

“What’s up guys” her boyfriend response.

“Oh sorry this is my girlfriend y/n” he quickly introduced her.

She gave a shy wave to the people in front of her.

“Oh didn’t know you had a girlfriend” one says and that stung.

They began talking an y/n just stands there awkwardly.

After some time Chris says in her era, during the loud music “hey is it okay if I go with them for a second? They wanna show me something in the back I promise I’ll be right back.”

She nodded at him even tho him leaving her was the last thing she wanted.

She turned around and searched for Matt and Nick but no sight of them.

It was getting to loud for her so she tuned around but another body suddenly crashed into her and spilled their drink all over her white top.

“I’m sorry ya.” The guy apologised without even looking at her.

“No problem” the girl breathed out, slightly annoying.

She Began to search for a bathroom. She felt sticky because of the drink all over her shirt.

After about 10 minutes she gave up on finding a bathroom in this giant house.

She spotted Chris but stopped as she saw what was in front of her.

There was Chris laughing and dancing with his brothers, Arrington, Nailea and Madison beer. He looked so happy she didn’t wanted to interrupt them.

And as she saw him dancing and taking photos with madison beer with a smile on his face she felt her heart wink.

She wasn’t the jealous type by any means but she couldn’t but think about how they would fit good together.

She was walking outside as thoughts began to corrupt her mind. Their fans already shipped madison and Chris and sure madison was gorgeous why wouldn’t Chris want someone like her?

She understood the live style and she lived also in LA.

Furthermore the guys from earlier didn’t even knew he had a girlfriend. Does the girls here now he has one? Does madison know?

Is he even talking about her like she starts rambling what an awesome guy he is the moment someone mentioned his name?

Stop these thoughts y/n

She sat down outside on a tree trunk and held her cup of water.

“Enjoying yourself?” A male voice suddenly called out. She looked up and was met with a pair of hazel brown eyes.

She knew who he was. Vinnie hacker.

“Uhm me?” She pointed at herself, unsure if he was talking to her even if he looked directly at her.

“No I mean the other girl behind you who also looked like she would rather be anywhere else.” He spoke ironically with a warm smile.

Y/n let out a chuckle.

“What are you doing here all by yourself? Drinking alone?” Vinnie said pointing at the red cup in her hands .

“Oh no, I don’t drink it’s just water.” She answered.

“Sorry just assumes beaches you reek of vodka.”

“Yeah this guy spilled his drink all over me and I kinda lost my boyfriend and I don’t know anyone else here so..” she trailed off.

“Well now you do. I’m Vinnie.” The boy said stretching out his hand.

“I know.” Y/n said shaking his hand.

“Oh right, But I don’t know your name..” he said with a warm smile on his lips.

“Y/n”

“So y/n.. not your night.” Vinnie let out while sitting down next to her.

“Not my night.”

“Who is your boyfriend by the way? Maybe I can help you find him?”

“Chris, Chris Sturniolo.”

A look of recognition flashes on his face. He knew who her boyfriend was, he was there when he ditched her for another party.

He felt bad but not just about that.

He saw Chris having the time of his life in there while he was on his way outside.

The thought that y/n just didn’t feel comfortable around them came to his mind because there was no way she didn’t saw Chris on her way out.

“Yes I know him.” He said while letting out a breath. “He’s been blowing up recently” he added.

“Yeah.” The girl beside him agreed “you could say that.” She finished with a sad tone in her voice.

Vinnie looked down beside him at y/n.

“You doesn’t like it?” He asked.

“No I am happy for him” she quickly defensives herself. “It’s great that he’s making a name for himself and gets al those opportunities.”

“But?” The boy said while looking at her.

“I’m not sure he has space for me in this “new” life of his.” She admits while looking up into his eyes.

She cant believe she just said that.

“I never told anyone this but this whole famous thing isn’t my world, not when he makes me feel like I’m not important. I want the old us back. The us that would do anything to make the other happy. Because in that us… I would.. I would have never questioned his love for me.” She finished.

Looking back at him and finding him just staring at her.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I tell you all of this you probably want to go back to your friends.” The girl apologised while running her hands up down her arms. She began to feel cold.

Vinnie noticed this too.

“No no, don’t apologize” he rushes out while taking of his jacket. “You’re cold” he stated “take this” he handed her the jacket.”

“Are you sure?”

“Y/n” crooking his head to one side with a loop sided smile.

“Alright alright” letting out a chuckle and taking the jacket from Vinnie.

“Thank you.” She let out looking deep into his eyes.

He knew she wasn’t just thanking him for the jacket but also for listening to her when no one else did.

“No problem.” He said in return while his mind swirled with thoughts of how beautiful she was with the moonlight shining on her.

Meanwhile y/n just hoped Chris would notice her absence and start coming to her.

“Chris is an Idiot if he doesn’t see how much you do for him.”

Y/n just forced a smile at him. She was thankful she wasn’t alone at this moment.

“How do you deal with this?” Looking up to the side at him again.

“What do you mean?” Vinnie asked.

“I mean the fame, the fans, spending time with your loved ones etc.”

“Oh. You know it gets hard sometimes and at the beginning I lost a little sight of who was important too. From one day of the other people just suddenly knew who I was and wanted me to do all those things and everything it got overwhelming. But after a while I understood it wasn’t about all the money and the fame and I started backing off a while.” Breathing out he continued

“ you start to see people different, nah it’s hard to explain but Uhm I started to miss the quiet life. And if you love someone or care for them you take your time for them it doesn’t matter who wants you at what event or what people wanna meet you. I thought All this people don’t even know me so why am I spending so much time with them just to make good impression and stressing about what they would think of me? I have friends and family who I don’t need to stress these kind of things over they just love me for me and once I realized that, i made time for the important things.”

That was a lot

They both talked for a while after that before y/n realised that it was time to find Chris and go home.

“Come on I’ll help you find him. Wouldn’t want you to get lost now would we?” They both chuckled at that as Vinnie brought his hand to her back to guide her through the crowd.

As Chris saw HIS girlfriend walking into the house with THE Vinnie Hacker he suddenly felt jealous.

If he was being honest he kinda forget she was there with him but seeing this handsome dude having his hands on his y/n he got mad.

And as he saw her laughing at something he said he lost it. Stalking over to them with an angry expression.

“Y/n where have you been? I was looking everywhere for you, got me worried” he lied but she didn’t have to know that. He wanted her to feel guilty for spending time with another dude.

“I was outside.” She stated pulling the jacket closer to her body as she bag an to get uncomfortable. Again.

Only then did Chris noticed the jacket she was wearing. A make jacket, Vinnies jacket.

His blood began boiling.

„come on, we’re going home now!” Chris let out, grabbing her hands and pulling her away harshly.

“Chris stop, what has gotten into you?“ the girls asked trying to wring her hand out of his grasp but he was too strong.

She didn’t knew this side of him, this aggressive side.

Chris didn’t listen to her as he was to busy texting Matt to meet them at the car.

Walking into house with angry food steps Chris turned around.

„What the was that?!“ he almost screamed.

„What?“ her voice gentle as y/n had a frown on her face.

„You spending the whole time with Vinnie. You’re even wearing his fucking jacket. I thought you were MY girlfriend.“

„Yeah well if you treated me like I was maybe I could act this way. No wait I didn’t even do anything wrong you’re the one that doesn’t act like my boyfriend.“ the girl said still not raising her voice.

„What the hell do you mean.“

„firstly you ditched me multiple times the last Month, then you dropped my hand as soon as your friends came to us and what really hurt was they didn’t even know you had one as if I’m some secret you don’t wanna talk about.“

„Oh I’m sorry but what do you think?“ Chris said letting out a sarcastic laugh which only hurt her more „that all that’s ok my mind is you?“ the way he said it, as if she was stupid. „I have more important things to worry about, no one wants to hear about a girlfriend that won’t even support me.“

No she was angry

„not support you? Are you kidding me? I have been nothing but supportive your whole career, I came to every show you did, to every event hell I always understood when you ditched me again for in don’t even know how many times.“

He just looked at her, knowing she was right and the worst thing was the he looked like he didnt care. He didn’t care that he hurt her or abandoned her because as he said now there are more important things he has to deal with.

They just stand there for a moment looking at each other while breathing heavily.

Then y/n made her way towards the front door. She didn’t know where she would go she just wanted away from him.

She came wide tho then Chris suddenly grabbed her wrist. Hard. It hurt her slightly.

„Where are you going?“

„Away from you.“ trying to pull her wrist away from his grasp to no avail as he was stronger than her.

„The fuck you are.“ pulling her harshly closer to him. „Do know how it would look if I let my girlfriend out alone, at this time in a city she wasn’t familiar with?“

Finally pulling out of his grasp she walked to the bathroom.

As she was finally alone she sat down on the bathtub and for the first time let the tears fall.

Gripping both sides of the tub trying not to let the sobs out. Pulling a hand over her mouth she saw the hand imprint from Chris‘s hate gripping earlier.

She couldn’t believe he gripped her so hard it felt sore.

Y/n knew he probably didn’t mean to.

As the girl heard the door to his bedroom close Signaling Chris going to bed she once realised he didn’t care that she was now all alone, he didn’t even bother asking her if she was okay.

The next day

Y/n woke up on the couch to the sound of someone pulling the cabinets harshly open.

Looking at her phone it said 09:54 am

She looked at again as she saw an Instagram notification.

Vinnie Hacker followed you

Vinnie Hacker: Are you okay after last night?

She smiled at his text at least someone asked her that. She noticed she was still wearing his jacket that she didn’t took of last and pulled the jacket off.

Standing up and walking in the kitchen she saw Matt as he pulled the cereal’s out.

„Morning“ she said

Matt twitched. He didn’t knew anyone was up.

„Y/n.“ breathing out and putting a hand over his heart „you scarred me.“

„Sorry“ she said sitting down at one of the bar stool’s.

Taking in her appearance. She looked tired, hair disheveled and make up smudged. He pieces together that she slept on the couch as a consequence of her’s and Chris‘s fight last night that he, unfortunately, heard loud and clear.

„Are you okay?“ the boy asked putting the cereals away, sitting down opposite her and putting his full attention on her.

„Uhm yeah of course.“

„I heard you last night.“

„Oh“

…

„Are you and Chris alright?“

Looking up in his eyes for the first time

„Honestly, I don’t know.“ she admitted trying to hold back her tears „I think he’s not in love with me anymore.“ the first tear fell.

Matt felt horrible watching one of his closest friend crying over something like this. He was honest he always thought y/n and Chris would get married someday but now sitting in front of her and hearing her crying over something his brother did broke his heart slightly.

Putting his hand over here he said „look I know it’s rough right now but there will be better times. You guys just have to pull through it.“ he gave her a reassuring smile.

„I Hope so.“

August 2023

It was the triplets birthday and they were all together in Boston to celebrate.

Since the night in April after the party things between y/n and Chris changed.

When Chris finally woke up the the day after he acted like nothing happened so y/n played along cause she didn’t wanted another fight.

But it felt like there was a wall between them now. The rest 2 day that y/n had stayed there they acted like a happy couple, like everything was okay.

They were never alone always with Nick and Matt or one of their friends so the wouldn’t have to talk about it. At night when they would have to sleep in the same bed they didn’t faced each other, they didn’t cuddled, the most there was, was a kiss on the cheek.

A wall was between them suddenly.

They saw each other during the months from April to august a few times but only to birthdays of their friends or when the triplets visited their family and they all hung out together.

It was awkward.

At their birthday it was exactly like this. No body contact, awkward eye contact and only small talk. As if they weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend.

„Happy birthday Chris“ she congratulated him but she only patted him on the shoulder.

„Thanks“

September 2023

Y/n stood outside the restaurant were Chris was supposed to meet her 20 minutes ago.

She tried to call him and message him multiple times but he wouldn’t answer.

He forgot.

Again.

Like the date in may.

November 2023

Thanksgiving.

The triplets arrived yesterday in Boston and today was thanksgiving. Y/n and Chris haven’t seen each other but they have to tonight.

The two family celebrated together this year. The y/l/n would go over to the sturniolo‘s at five pm and it was currently three pm.

Y/n was a nervous wreck. She wasn’t sure how she felt about seeing him again. He was still her boyfriend right?

…

6 pm

The two family were sitting together, laughing and sharing jokes. Y/n and Chris opposite each other yet they couldn’t look at one another.

„So y/n..“ Marylou began. „Chris said you’re career is starting really off recently.“

The girl looked up.

„Oh Uhm yeah, they want me to work at their biggest facility.“

„Ah, so in LA? That would be fantastic you and Chris could live together and start making more plans for the future.“ the women gushes.

Y/n hesitated.

„No it would be in London.“

Silence.

Chris dropped his fork.

„You’re moving to London?!“ he exclaimed and their eyes met for the first time that night.

„Yeah I was Uhm thinking about it.“

„You never told me this.“

An uncomfortable tension arose around them.

„Can we not do this now?“ she asked giving him a look.

„No y/n, what the hell youre dropping this bomb that you’re moving across the ocean and expect me not to have a reaction? How long have you known?“

„since June.“

„Wow.“ „all this time and you didn’t tell me?“

„When was I supposed to tell?! At your birthday we’re you couldn’t even look at me or the at the dates you didn’t show up to?!“ the girl let out. She regretted it now remembering both their family sat beside him and just heard everything. All of them had shocked expressions across their faces. They didn’t knew the pair has problems.

Y/n stood up and made her way outside. It was dark and cold.

Both family’s looked at Chris who also stood up and followed her out.

„Y/N“ he yelled finally out the door as she fell shut. „Y/n wait“

Y/n turned around to face him and Chris saw the tears in her eyes. „What are we doing Chris“ she let out. Her voice was calm and steady nothin like how she looked.

„What… what do mean“ Chris knew what she meant.

„come on now, it feels like I’m in a relationship with a stranger.“ she admitted.

Chris looked down.

„And I know you’re not in love with me anymore.“

As she said that Chris looked up. He didn’t denied it.

„You know I really did believed you when you said that you would love me forever. I know it sounds stupid but I thought we were the couple that wouldn’t break up, that would make it.“

„I said that when we were kids y/n“ was the only thing that left his mouth. „I grew up.“

„I just have to concentrate on my career now and, and this thing is still new to me alright, this is all a new world to me and I don’t know we’re I fit in yet and I.. I..“

„You have no space for me in this world.“ he shut his mouth at her statement.

He didn’t know what to say at that. As she didn’t hear him denying it, she knew they were over. At this moment as the words left her lips.

„So this is it. I really thought we would make it.“

„That was childish of us“ Chris said and that hurt because for her it’s wasn’t childish.

„How is this so easy for you?“ y/n asked

„What“

„I means losing you felt like losing a part of myself but to you it seems like losing me is a relieve.“

„That’s not true.“

„I watched you change. Now I don’t even know you anymore.“ y/n said looking deep into his eyes.

„The fame changed you Chris.“

She turned around to walk away.

„I really did love you y/n. once.“ Chris said watching her back.

Y/n didn‘t tunred around instead walking farther across the street toward her house. As Chris saw her enter he sat down on his front door steps and just stared in the dark.

After a while he got up and walked back inside.

As he came back to the table he sat down and began eating again. The family’s looked at him and saw so much sadness behind his eyes.

They didn’t comment on it.

The next day

The triplets will leave again for LA today.

Sitting in the car Chris looks out the window at y/n’s house. At her window.

“We can wait if you wanna say goodbye” Matt says looking at his brother while nick nods agreeing.

Chris thinks about but he already know the answer.

“No no there is nothing more so say. Drive.”

So they made their way towards the airport.

Meanwhile y/n woke up and stayed in bed. She didn’t wanted to go up, she didn’t want to go up about her day knowing Chris wasn’t part of it anymore.

She eventually did stand up, going to her window and looking out at the sturniolo drive way. Their car was gone. They were gone.

He was gone.

She felt relieved but also so much grief…

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A/n: Hey guys sooo this is my first fic I’m sorry for spelling mistakes English isn’t my first language.

Also I just tried to write something and didn’t wanted to make people up so I just took the triplets as face claims and everything.

Let me know if you like it, xoxo

[part two below]

#vinnie hacker x reader #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #angst #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #sturniolo x reader

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causenessus · 9 months ago

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Loving You. | Haikyuu

inc. akaashi, bokuto, oikawa, iwaizumi, atsumu

written in 2nd pov (female reader implied)

song recc: help they all have a song AND/or a quote anyway hatachi no koi by lamp <3

word count: 1884 words

summary: "they love you. how do they show it?"

hello hyperspecific examples? hopefully they're fun to read and make sense!! shoutout to the boy whose bokuto's is based off of <3 also first time writing for atsumu so hopefully i did ok!!!!!

they love you. how do they show it?

hello hyperspecific examples?

akaashi

“have you eaten? (i love you). did you get enough sleep last night? (i love you). how do you feel today? (i love you). did you have a nice day? (i love you). will you come on a walk with me? (i love you). here’s some fruit i cut up for you. (i love you) (i love you) (i love you).” "you're my everything"

although he’s quiet i just think he’s so expressive

like he has no trouble saying “i love you” but also says it in so many other ways than just that

he cares so much about you you’re not even able to doubt it for one second. it’s like every question is just his way of saying “i love you”

“did you eat today? do you want something to eat?” “how was your sleep? did you get enough sleep?” all his way of saying i love you

he’s always randomly coming into the room you’re currently in, gently grabbing both sides of your head and just kissing you all over, no words, just adoration <3

again I don’t think he’d have any trouble saying that he love you but it just feels so much more intimate, easier, and meaningful for him to find ways to show/say it instead

he’s such a big fan of the three taps to say i love you (link to an image post about the original person who did this)

he’s always holding your hand in public, giving it three squeezes, he’ll be playing with your fingers when you guys are sitting together and suddenly he’s giving your skin three taps. he’ll kiss your forehead three times, he’s always telling you that he loves you <3

he just loves to be around you and he’s always looking out for you

if you guys have a class together and you unexpectedly don’t show up to class, he’s texting you immediately to make sure everything’s okay

and he’s always keeping you company while you’re doing things, from homework to cooking to just reading

if you need help or will let him help with anything, he’s more than happy to but he also just loves chilling

from the beginning of your relationship and even before when you guys were just friends, hangouts often went on way longer than they were supposed to and you often stay over at each others’ houses because neither of you can bear to leave the presence of the other <3

bokuto

“love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer. to love and be loved is to rest.”

he trusts you so much

like yes this precious baby has definitely put his entire trust into a lot of people but you’re so so much more to him and it’s different <3

he feels so safe with you and he know he can trust you with literally anything, he does not hesitate to share or tell you anything

he’s following you around all the time like a lost puppy

guaranteed there’s been at least one time where he had to navigate an arena away from home without you and akaashi

he did not show up to warm ups

someone had to come find him huddled in a corner, alone and lost

that random fact about how you feel sleepy around the people you trust?

he can be so energetic with you but other times he can’t even keep his eyes open around you

he’s always falling asleep, his head lulling to the side and resting on your shoulder on train rides back home

sometimes he’ll be telling you stories and suddenly letting out the biggest yawn ever

he'll forget that he's talking because suddenly all he wants to do is spend his time curled up with you <3

he loves to lean against you or be in contact with you in someway, whether that be holding your hand (or just a finger <3) or a hand on your thigh, it makes him feel so sleepy but so safe

murmurs so many “I love you”s before falling asleep

because he trusts you he’s also so good at listening to you too

from the silliest of things to actual requests <3

this is about to get so hyperspecific bear w me pls

you’d just finished redesigning a profile for a social media account and in a passing thought, as you guys were laying with each other in bed, you happen to say, “you should change your profile picture at some point, kou. you've had it for years.”

you didn’t mean it anyway bad, just something you suggested since you had just reorganized your own profile but you still loved his current profile picture <3

but the next time you happened to see his account, you noticed it was a mirror pic from before you two had dressed up to go out a few months ago

“when did you change your profile picture, love? it’s adorable,” you smiled as you kissed his head while he was laying on you

“like 10 minutes after you told me to, i just had to find the right photo,” he mumbled, his voice muffled from your shirt that he had buried his face into

other times it’s things like helping around the house, asking him to wash the dishes while you’re cooking for example

he’s so willing to help but in the beginning, he was lost

he was so ready to wash them but darling could not find the soap

but he loves you so much he’s always working so hard to do what you ask of him so he’ll make sure he learns more about chores to help out more and ofc there’s always more to learn so he’ll always be following your lead <3

oikawa

“when you like the spotlight as much as i do, it’s quite an adjustment to realize that the real reason you might be here is to shine it on someone else.” "she looks just like a dream / the prettiest girl i've ever seen."

man has been living with a spotlight shining on him his whole life

but once he met you, he completely fell in love and he moves the spotlight to be on you <3

literally just completely worships you must i say more

he does not let insecurities slide he’s your #1 hypeman and will fight anyone who disagrees

people around you both have noticed that since you guys started dating, you’ve grown more confident as a result of his love <33333

it doesn’t have to be big changes, literally just things like you’re able to talk louder, voice opinions, or try new things because he’s always there to encourage you along the way

take it you’re a little shy and don’t usually talk very loud but you have to if you’re going to get everyone’s attention in a setting such as trying to manage seijoh’s volleyball team (good luck with that 💔)

you raised your voice and it worked so that you could quiet the boys down in order to explain a change in plans for practice

afterwards, tooru’s coming up to you with a big smile on his face as he rests his forehead against yours

“i don’t think i’ve ever heard you yell, princess,” he says, looking into your eyes but you can’t help but take what he says in a bad way, looking away

“i didn’t mean to yell at you guys, i just didn’t know what else to do,” you mumble back with a frown

he kisses it away with a small laugh, “no, don’t feel bad, pretty. we were all surprised but so proud of you. you never would have done that at the start of the school year.”

he’s so happy whenever you try something new and he’s always there to tell you how well you’re doing even if you don’t feel like it

if you show that you love him by supporting him in his passions and all that he does, he shows his love by supporting you 1000% back

iwaizumi

“there’s nothing softer and more gentle than loving someone with your whole heart and never once holding back when it comes to them.” "think i'm gonna love you 'til i'm dead / i can't wait to buy you things / a brand new diamond ring / this is more than just a fling"

man loves so hard

i cannot see him in a short-term or commitment-free relationship

if he loves someone, he loves them wholly and completely. he’s all in, giving you everything

even before you guys started dating he was always checking in, making sure you were doing okay and offering hugs if you ever needed them

you cannot tell me that he doesn’t give the best hugs ever <33

now that you are dating though it’s just an excuse to love you more and show it in so many ways <3

as i say every single time, i just know he loves buying you gifts

you’re always on his mind, in every situation, whether he’s walking around and sees something in the window of a store that he knows you would like, or when he’s going to go pick something up to eat, he’ll always buy you something as well <3

he’ll really do anything for you, too. ask and it’s almost guaranteed

“iwa, can i draw on u”

“anything you want, princess”

“can we go get ice cream?” (it’s midnight)

“yea, are you ready to go now, love?”

all he needs in return is your love

adores getting to take naps with you or just laying in bed with you and in public, he always has an arm around your waist or should, keeping you close

with him it’s a complete all-all 100% relationship from both sides, that's what love is to him

everything is shared between you guys from money to items to secrets, you guys have complete trust in each other there’s not even a question about it he’s so good at communicating and keeping everything clear

everything he has is yours if you’ll be his <3

atsumu

“the one that loves, does he come back? the one that loves never leaves, my dear.”

he just completely softens around you

in fact i could see him getting worse around other people because you’re just the only one that matters to him

you know those videos about gym bros with girlfriends who act all misogynistic and stinky at the gym so that girls don’t approach them? that’s him. (i tried so hard to find a video as an example but i could not pls tell me u know what i’m talking about)

if any girl other than you tries to approach him literally anywhere they’re about to be absolutely obliterated when he flat out ignores him. or, if they don’t get the hint and he finally acknowledges them, he gives them the dirtiest, coldest look known to man, his nose wrinkling as he turns to them

“huh? yer talking to me? why? piss off.”

everyone knows that if they have to give him bad news, it’s best to do it when you’re in his general proximity or he’s just talked to you because that’s when he’ll receive it best

it’s nearly impossible to anger him when you’re around, and even if he gets upset, he won’t blow up, he’s just too enamored by you <3

loves to hold your hand in his lap or have a hand on your thigh and he’s content with life

his voice always lowers and softens when he’s around you, and he gives you the sweetest heart eyes

he’s always looking at you and he’ll tease you a lot just because he adores your reactions but they’re all just playful jokes

“ya know, if you ever wanted to cheer for me when everyone goes silent during games, I’d let ya,” he told you once while he was keeping you company before a game on a bench

“what? I could never do that,” your face heated at the thought, “it’d just be me and everyone would look at me. someone would probably even get mad.”

he chuckled, shaking his head as he brought your knuckles to his lips, “that’s the point. you’d sound so cute, and they’d know yer mine.”

if you ever had a problem with how he treats other people, he’d try to work on it if you talk to him about it

no promises, but he’ll do his best for his princess <3

#akaashi x reader #bokuto x reader #oikawa x reader #iwaizumi x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcannons

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brucewaynehater101 · 2 months ago

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Hi! I was just wondering if you would consider giving your take on this prompt/(thread?) https://www.tumblr.com/hello-eden/746295511074701312/dcxdp-idea-2?source=share. I just thought it was really cool and figured if anyone could do it justice it would be you. Hope the link works!

Hmm... Dcxdp au? Not my usual jam, but hella willing.

Basic premise: Danny ends up in a clone body (it wasn't clear who's) without his powers. It seems that he eventually gets them back, but he's not in his body. He gets "rescued" by the JL, but he isn't aware of this. He doesn't know who the JL is and thinks he has to become a hero like them. He thinks he's still under their control. It's only after Danny keeps fighting in spite of his injuries that the JL clues into the fact that something is up.

Hmm... How fun do we want to make this? Since it's Cadmus, we're assuming that the clone Danny inhabits is from Superman. Could be a different hero, but let's say Superman.

We shall also say this occurs after Kon.

Therefore, the JL has some experience with clones but is also biased because of it.

I think Kon didn't have his powers (or all of them) when he first popped out of the tube. Thus, the JL clue Danny into what powers they think he should or could have [flight, x-ray vision, super strength, invulnerability, TTK, freeze breath, etc.]

Danny only displays the powers he has that align with those.

The JL is also hella confused why Danny pops out and names himself. (He straight up goes, "I'm Danny" when someone tries to name him).

How similar is the clone body to his OG one? Why did he end up in it? Does the time ghost guy (I can't remember names rn) know where Danny is? Does Danny go to the Kent Farm? Is Jon Kent alive yet?

Let me know if ya want more ^^

#also no clue when you sent your asks... they just glitched in there just now at the bottom of the list???#so apologies if it took a long long time to respond #dcdp #danny phantom #dc au #dp au #dc x dp #thank you for the ask!!!!

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slaaverin · 12 days ago

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Jimin and the Devil perspective

I just wanted to expand some of my thoughts on Jimin and the way he may perceive his relationship with Jungkook in the lense of the Devil card that showed up in their last BMP relationship reading.

It's gonna be all over the place sorry in advance.

I always take readings with a grain of salt of course, not at face value, but it's interesting to try and analyze stuff with this potential perspective in mind.

If Jimin truly sees their relationship in the lense of the Devil, if explains a lot of fucking things about his behaviour in general these last few years. It actually makes a lot of sense.

Like why he has been holding back so much.

I don't want to make two cents psychology on Jimin, I don't pretend to be in his head, I don't pretend to know the truth, it's only my opinion and intuition and I might be completely wrong about all of this 🤡 So take of it what you will.

But guys it actually truly saddens me to say this, but I think a part of why he might see the relationship as the Devil is because Jimin still can't truly believe Jungkook is in love with him. He knows he does, but like there is a deep insecurity underneath all of it that makes it, improbable? Surprising? To him still.

That's why everytime Jungkook says something incredibly romantic or cheesy or grandiose (like "until we are 50") Jimin first reaction is disbelief ("This guy..?"). Yes of course it's also because they are in public. But in fact both factors are linked in the Devil perspective.

Jimin has always put everyone above himself, has always been the caretaker of the group, but also the caretaker for Jungkook when he was growing up. Even if the dynamic changed these days, in his mind he still needs to take care of Jungkook, it's still his job even if JK is an adult now ("as long as you are happy" "all for your happiness").

Who offered to make the AYS first trip? Jimin. And why did he do so? Probably because he saw how utterly miserable Jungkook was, he saw that Jungkook needed this, needed to spend time away from schedule but also together with him. So he catered to his needs.

I'm not saying Jimin didn't need it.

Jimin deeply loves Jungkook, he has loved him almost immediately after they met, Jungkook is the man he's wanted since day one, of course he needs him.

He loves the attention he has from Jungkook. He loves that Jungkook is his. He loves having his name on JK's chest. But Jimin has such a big heart he puts Jungkook first because he still feels he needs to be the caretaker, and that's why he needs to be the responsible one, the reasonable one, the cautious one. And they need to be careful, not for his own sake, but for Jungkook's sake.

He's so used to put others above himself that it seems he doesn't even know how to take a compliment properly. He avoids it. And he's honored to have JK's food, it's an honor to him for JK to do nice things for him. When something is an honor, it's because you place the other person in high standard right?

Did you have fun? It's all that matters. All for YOUR happiness. Jimin doesn't even think about himself for one second. This isn't even about him.

We know how much hate Jimin has been receiving online for years now. That's why he has been away from socmed and that's why he doesn't share any truly personal stuff with us anymore. We can assume he read the hate, he knows the hate, and the hate hurt him in a way for him to pull back this much.

So that's why he can be so careful at times, and that's why he's the worrier of the two, because he experienced directly what hate can do to someone and he doesn't want this for Jungkook. He wants to protects Jungkook from it.

Jungkook doesn't care of course. Jungkook is free. Jungkook lives his life as he pleases, and I'm sure he's not as concerned as Jimin, but still he makes the effort not to simply blurt out "Jimin is my boyfriend" only because he cares what Jimin thinks and if Jimin doesn't feel safe then Jungkook wants to do the right thing by him too.

But all of it guys, the worrying, the not believing completely Jungkook loves him, the caretaker role Jimin has taken upon himself and placing others above, it all comes from an internal imbalance. A false perception.

Jimin has a deep rooted insecurity somewhere. Jimin has pretty much always downplayed his own accomplishements, and in a way his own worth? Which might have been completely due to environnemental influence who knows.

So that's the reason he might see their relationship as the Devil. That's why he thinks it's an hinderance not even for himself but for Jungkook.

It comes from fear. Fear of the outside world, but also fear of not being good enough (which is like the insecurity of 90% of the population of the planet? So yeah not very surprising there)

You can put people above yourself as an act of service, but when it becomes to your own detriment it shows a lack of self-esteem and self-love. You can give to others but you also need to give to yourself, and does Jimin really does this??? I don't know.

Jungkook does not have this issue to that extent because he has that self-love (which Jimin amongst other people also helped him build).

I won't begin to speculate where this comes from or why, there might be many factors at play and it doesn't really matter.

What I believe is that Jungkook being so forward with his feelings for Jimin might help Jimin being more assured in this relationship.

But as long as he doesn't have that internal shift, where he stops buying into this false perception of himself, and whatever role he "should" take or not, it can't really evolve from the Devil.

Because the Devil is pure illusion to begin with, literally. As long as Jimin will stay in this illusion there will be imbalance in the relationship.

But if he can reconnect to himself and to his heart, which I hope the time in military will allow him to do, he can come back to a more balanced state and it will be smooth sailing from there.

I wonder if he will be able to do it at some point, I truly hope so, even if I'm quite sure Jungkook will be there to support him trhough it.

I'm not even 100% sure it's in the conscious mind of Jimin. Maybe it's an underlying thing lurking in the subconscious.

Idk man.

(All of it is only speculation and my own intuition, I am not throwing hate at Jimin in fact there is no judgement in any of these statements, merely me trying to make sense of things.)

Feel free to send me your thoughts (politely) if you have any

I have no conclusion to this 🫡 sorry for my rambling

#jikook #tarot reading talk

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lilacmingi · 10 months ago

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THE BOXING RING

My works are 14+ ONLY. If you’re under 14 DO NOT interact with me or any of my works

Pairing: San x fem reader, Wooyoung x fem reader

Word count: 5,100

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𝐒𝐀𝐍 | 산

Another harsh punch landed on San's cheekbone making your face twist and your heart clench. Watching your boyfriend get beaten up every week was no fun, but you felt that you needed to be there for him, especially since he liked to call you his good luck charm. Having a title such as someone's good luck charm, how could you not show up and support him?

The crowd was loud and filled the metal building with cheers and screams. Many posters with phrases like Knock 'em out! and K.O were being held up and waved around as well as giant cutouts of your boyfriend's face. You knew his opponent didn't stand a chance. Everyone in this building came to see San and they were cheering him on because they knew he'd win. Very seldom did he lose fights.

The man delivered a jarring punch to San's abdomen causing him to stumble back a bit. Your hands gripped the chains that hung above the low metal barricade that separated the crowd from the ring, fighting the urge to jump in and pull San out.

"Don't do it." Wooyoung spoke from beside you. "You know he's got this."

"Yeah, I do." You sighed, your fingers absentmindedly fiddling with one of the metal links. "I just hate watching him get pummeled."

"He's not getting pummeled. That dude only got like three hits in."

"Yeah. Three good hits." You pointed out.

"He'll be fine, Y/n. He's been in situations much worse than this." His eyes stayed glued on San before he turned to you. "We're making so much money tonight. This'll be enough for us to share with all the guys and still have some left over."

You pressed your lips together, agitated by Wooyoung's nonchalance and lack of care for his best friend. Seeing him with a rolled up bill behind his ear made you even more angry. He flaunted the money they earned on weekly fights and it was all thanks to San. If anything, Wooyoung was just there for moral support.

Biting your tongue and pushing your temper that was slowly rising back down, you turned your gaze back to the fight going on in front of you. San appeared to have gained the upper hand, swinging his left arm to hit his opponent in the jaw, successfully knocking him backwards.

"Yes!" You whispered under your breath, clenching your hand into a fist. "Come on. One more hit."

While his opponent was disoriented, San punched him again in an attempt to knock him over or make him stumble, but it didn't work. The man recovered and went back to taking jabs at your boyfriend.

After an agonizing few minutes, the round came to an end and San stumbled over to the corner, barely making it to the metal folding chair before collapsing in it.

"You're doing great." Wooyoung praised, massaging San's shoulders.

"It doesn't feel like it." He groaned.

"Here. Have some water." Wooyoung handed his friend a bottle which he gratefully took, chugging the water like a dehydrated man wandering the desert.

You watched mesmerized as his Adam's apple bobbed with each gulp he took, some of the water trickling down the side of his face and down his neck, the sight making you swallow the drool that pooled in your mouth.

You were quick to reel yourself back in, focusing on the present before your train of thought could go any further.

"How are you feeling?" Wooyoung asked.

"Like I've been punched in the face a bunch of times." San remarked, a touch of sarcasm lacing his tone.

"But you still have some fight left in you. Don't you?"

"I don't know." San leaned his head back, his eyes squeezing shut as if it physically pained him to do so—it probably did.

A deep frown pulled the corners of your mouth down. Seeing your boyfriend like this was making your heart ache. You'd witnessed many fights and it never got easier seeing him get punched and kicked relentlessly.

"Darling." You crouched down so you were at eye level with him.

"Hi, lovely." He gave you a forced smile.

"I'm gonna be honest, it's not looking good."

"You're telling me." He scoffed. "But I can't quit. I've gotta win this fight."

"You know I'll be here cheering you on no matter what."

He nodded knowingly. "Of course."

Even though you did your best to seem optimistic and mask your concern, San could see right through it. Always so perceptive.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

You answered, "Without a doubt."

"Then you know I've got this and there's nothing to worry about. It may look bad now, but sometimes things have to get worse before they get better."

Releasing a reluctant sigh, you nodded. He was right.

"Alright. Get out there and win."

With that, San jumped up from his chair and approached the middle of the ring, shaking out his tense shoulders and preparing to fight once again. The bell rang and the final round began. San's opponent took a swing at him which he thankfully dodged by ducking.

"Attaboy!" Wooyoung cheered.

The crowd broke out into applause and shouts that rang in San's ears and gave him a new rush of energy. Taking a step forward, he swung at his opponent and landed a decent punch to his cheekbone. The man's retaliations were easily dodged by San who managed to land not two, but three more punches to his opponent's face. While disoriented, San leapt into the air, delivering an impressive roundhouse kick to the side of his opponent's head, causing him to spin and fall to the ground. Wooyoung was quick to hop over the metal barricade that marked the boundary between the crowd and the fighting ring, dropping to his knees beside the nearly unconscious man. He held his fingers up and began counting one... two... three.

Wooyoung got up off the floor that was covered in sheets of fabric, grabbing San's wrist and raising his arm up in the air as the crowd cheered, some clapping while others waved their signs in victory. San smiled proudly, finally able to relax and bathe in the praises that were being sent his way by the many people that gathered to watch the fight.

"I knew you could do it! I never doubted you for a second." Wooyoung gave San a firm and congratulatory pat on the back with his free hand.

As soon as you approached, San pulled his wrist from Wooyoung's grip, dropping his arm at his side before sliding it around your waist, pulling you in for an unexpected kiss. It took a moment for you to process what was going on, not expecting him to show such a public display of affection in front of the crowd, which got louder when he planted his lips on yours.

San pulled away with a loud smooch sound, turning to flash a dimpled grin to the mass of people pumping their fists and waving their signs.

Once the celebrations died down and the building emptied, Wooyoung started counting money from that night. You could practically see dollar signs in his eyes as he flicked through the bills. The cash was then tossed into a duffel bag which he put in the passenger seat of the van they used to drive around the city. The money would then get distributed to the others: Hongjoong, Mingi, Seonghwa, Yeosang, Yunho and Jongho. While on standby for the infiltration of Prestige Academy, the boys needed money to eat and live off of and that came from San's fights.

Sitting in San's lap in the back of the van, you reached for a clean cloth and grabbed a bottle of room temperature water, unscrewing the cap and pouring some of it onto the rag.

"Stay still." You instructed gently, dabbing the cloth on the dried blood that stained the corner of his lips.

San hissed quietly when the cloth made contact with the wound, but was able to tough it out just like he did all the other nights he was out in the ring.

"I don't know why you insist on doing this."

"Because I'm good at it." He responded, his thumbs caressing your waist. "And it makes us money."

"There are other ways to make money."

"Not here."

You frowned. "I hate seeing you get beat up every week."

"It's my job, lovely." He chuckled softly. "Plus, it makes a lot of money. Enough for all nine of us to eat."

"I can't wait until you guys infiltrate that stupid academy. Then maybe you won't have to be doing these underground fights anymore."

"Even after we infiltrate the academy, the fight isn't over."

You knew he was right. The fight wouldn't be over unless Z was dead.

"You're relentless."

"I have to be, darling." He told you, gently taking your chin between his thumb and index finger.

Setting the bloodied cloth aside, you placed the cap back on the bottle and assessed your boyfriend's face. His cheekbone was slowly starting to bruise and the cut on his lip didn't look as bad now that you'd cleaned it up. Still, his appearance brought a frown to your face.

"What is it, lovely?" He inquired, the pad of his thumb pressing against your bottom lip.

"I've cleaned you up and you still look rough."

He chuckled dryly. "Gee thanks."

"You're welcome."

San huffed out a snort, his hands resting low on your waist. "I missed you, y'know."

"You see me every day."

"Yeah but I've been in the ring all evening, away from you." He tucked an unruly strand of hair behind your ear. "I missed you."

"What do you mean you missed me?" You laughed softly. "I was with you all night."

"Yeah, but not like this."

Ah.

His fingers that were still gently holding your chin started to guide you forward, your eyes darting down to his lips before meeting his gaze. His sharp, feline-like eyes were captivating. One glance could set a slew of butterflies free in your stomach and set flame to your cheeks like a wildfire.

"Sannie." Your voice barely broke free, his nickname leaving your mouth in nothing but a breathy murmur.

"Yes, darling?"

"Kiss me."

You didn't have to tell San twice. As soon as your words reached his ears, his mouth was on yours hot and heavy.

Contrary to the feverish pace he set, his lips were warm, soft, and inviting; their plushness making your limbs feel like jello. He sighed into your mouth between kisses, his hands squeezing your waist and massaging the pliant flesh beneath the pads of his thumbs.

His brain was complete mush, his mind clouded with thoughts of you and how he longed to hold you in his arms and ravish you with kisses. In a way, this moment felt celebratory. He had won yet another fight and now he got to have some alone time with his girl whom he had been thinking about all night.

Your soft sighs and pretty sounds reached his ears, egging him on as he parted ways, reattaching his lips to the sensitive skin just under your jaw. A strained sound came from your throat, your fingers sliding into San's dark hair at the nape of his neck, your digits curling in response to his open-mouthed kisses.

He didn't stay there for very long before he was coming back to your mouth, wrapping his lips around your bottom one. Another surge of heat traveled through your body while you leaned into him, needing to somehow be closer to him. His hands slid higher up your waist, circling around to your upper back to plant themselves there.

After a few dizzying moments, he pulled away to allow the both of you to catch your breaths for a moment.

"Your tank top is filthy." You commented, glancing down at the smudges of dirt that stained the once pristine white fabric.

"Then let's take it off." He responded simply, reaching for the hem only to wince. "Ah."

"What?"

"I'm a little sore. Could you take it off for me?" He glanced up at you through his dark lashes, his brown eyes glinting not-so-innocently. You knew right away that he was faking it.

"Oh you poor thing." You cooed, choosing to play along.

The tips of your fingers trailed from the top of his shoulders, slowly caressing his toned chest, not missing the way his eyelids fluttered under your touch. If he wanted to be cheeky, you'd humor him, but you'd tease him the entire time.

He sighed softly when you moved over his abdomen, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. He could see what you were doing and he totally deserved it for feigning his soreness. Truth is, he was sore from the fight, but not enough that he couldn't pull his own shirt off. He wanted you to do it and boy were you milking it.

Once you reached the hem of his tank top, you decided to be cheeky and start playing with the edge of it, not pulling it off just yet. San watched in silent agony as you rubbed the fabric with your thumb. Then, finally you started to tug it upwards, revealing the bare abdomen of your incredibly sexy boyfriend, his naturally sun-kissed skin on display. Inch by inch, you peeled the tank top off San, tossing it somewhere in the van without a single care in the world.

San was quick to grab you and pull you in for another breathtaking kiss, this time nipping at your bottom lip. If this is what happened when San "missed" you then you wanted him to miss you all the time.

Permitting yourself to completely let go, you allowed your hands to roam freely over San's bare skin, feeling it's warmth beneath your fingertips as they glided over his shoulders and down his firm chest, feeling the defined dips and curves of his athletic physique.

Unfortunately, you didn't quite give yourself enough time to catch your breath moments ago, because your lungs were burning for oxygen. As much as you didn't want to, you pulled away from San. With your forehead rested against his, the both of you huffed and puffed, panting from the lack of air and dazed from the kiss.

"Are you two done?"

The voice belonged to Wooyoung and it came from the front seat.

Startled, you scrambled off San who launched himself towards the front of the vehicle, yanking back the curtain that separated the front seats from the back area. Sitting in the driver seat was Wooyoung who was blinking lazily, looking less than impressed.

"How long have you been there?" You hissed from the back of the van.

"A while. You two are gross." His face twisted.

"You're the one who chose not to announce your presence." San remarked, visibly agitated. "I thought you were still inside."

"No. I was waiting for Y/n to finish cleaning your wounds, but then I heard you guys smooching back there."

"And so you chose not to say anything?" San raised a brow.

"Yeah, you sicko." You added.

Wooyoung's eyes winded, his ears turning red.

"Hey! Listen, I didn't know you two would be sucking face for like ten minutes straight."

San looked over his shoulder, sharing a wide-eyed, almost embarrassed, glance with you before Wooyoung continued.

"I though Y/n would give you a little peck and I could tell you two to cut it out and we could hit the road and start distributing this money. But you two just wouldn't stop. Maybe I should drop you guys off somewhere so you can get a room."

"Shut up, Wooyoung!" You hissed, your entire face feeling as if it were on fire.

"Let's just go." San huffed, his ears sporting the deepest shade of red you'd seen. "Next time, say something."

"Let's hope there's not a next time." Wooyoung grumbled, starting the engine and taking off.

𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 | 우영

The streets were quiet and devoid of people. Despite Night City being so bright and full of life, it was vacant this time of night. If your assumption was correct, it was just after midnight.

You wandered aimlessly along the wet streets with no particular destination in mind until you came upon a rusty and run-down building, a single stream of light spilling out from the crack in the metal door. Even from where you stood you could hear a faint commotion coming from inside the ramshackle structure.

Sweeping your eyes across your surroundings, you made sure no one was around before making your way forward, wondering what was going on inside.

Letting your curiosity get the best of you, you pushed open the door that sat ajar, face twisting distastefully at the unpleasant groan it made. Upon stepping inside, you were met with a narrow hallway and the distant roar of a crowd which only made your curiosity grow.

Moving further into the building, you found a vast room. The place was completely packed, a sizable crowd of people gathered around a wrestling ring with a floor covered in strips of fabric, many of them holding large signs with various phrases scrawled on them with markers and paint. You stood on your tiptoes to get a better look at who everyone was cheering so loudly for.

"Are you a betting woman?" Someone asked.

Spinning around on your heel, you turned to face the person that called out to you.

Standing a few feet away in the shadowy part of the building was a man with dark hair, part of it pushed back by a pair of sunglasses, leaving a few long stands to hang in his sculpted face. He wore a geometric print button down shirt that exposed half of his chest, which from what you could see was rather impressive.

"That depends." You responded.

The man approached you with a confident smirk, holding his hand out to you.

"The name's Wooyoung."

You shook his hand. "Y/n."

He let go and slung his arm around your shoulder, pointing towards the ring.

"You see that guy?"

You narrowed your eyes, catching a glimpse of a man in the ring with dark hair and a white tank top that showed off his wide shoulders.

"That's my guy." Wooyoung grinned. "And he's the best fighter in this city."

"Is that so?"

He hummed in confirmation. "He's won at least ten fights... consecutively. So I'll ask you again. Are you a betting woman?"

"Maybe for tonight."

"Alright. What's your wager?"

"Fifty."

"Fifty is a little low, don't you think? You won't be making much when my guy wins."

"I think it's rather reasonable, considering I've never seen your guy fight before."

"Hm." Hummed Wooyoung. "So you're not a betting woman or a risk-taker."

"I like to play it safe." You shrugged.

"Alright then. If my boy San loses, which he won't, you lose your money."

"That's how it works." You grabbed hold of his hand, shaking on it.

"No backing out."

"Bold of you to assume I'm the cowardly type."

He merely grinned, beckoning you towards the crowd of people waiting excitedly for the fight to begin. He guided you to the very front where the barricade for the ring was.

"You've got the best seat in the house." He told you with a proud smirk.

The dark-haired guy in the white tank top Wooyoung had gestured to earlier threw a punch at his opponent, his fist landing right on the man's cheek. You winced while Wooyoung applauded beside you.

"There you go, San!"

The man was relentless, his sharp eyes trained on his opponent as he spared only moments to aim and take his shot, landing another hit on the other fighter's jaw. The man stumbled back, regaining his composure and swinging at San, socking him in the cheek. Wooyoung sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth.

The fight took a rapid turn and the opponent was now swinging his arms like crazy with no signs of slowing down.

You weren't exactly worried about losing your money, but more so curious to know if this San guy was really as good as Wooyoung claimed. As of right now it didn't exactly seem like it.

The man that had been bragged on so much was currently getting jabbed in the gut, causing him to double over, stumbling back as he coughed. The crowd made collective noises of displeasure, a few of them shouting encouraging phrases.

"I thought you said he was good." You leaned over to Wooyoung.

"He is. Just give him a minute." He assured.

Keeping your eyes fixed on the two fighters in the ring, you watched as San managed to land one good hit on his opponent, giving him time to regain his composure and secure the upper hand. The way everything changed in the blink of an eye was more than impressive. Now you could understand why so many people gathered to watch these fights.

The feedback from the crowd was deafening once San was back in the lead. The cheering was so loud you had to plug your ears for a few moments.

"Loud, huh?" Wooyoung shouted over the commotion.

"Very!"

"You get used to it!"

The remainder of the fight was engrossing to say the least. Though it was hard to watch them get punched and pummeled, you had to admit, it was riveting to see the fighter you were cheering for get the upper hand after nearly getting knocked out.

The crowd dispersed and San hopped over the metal railing to join Wooyoung on the other side, grunting as he did so.

"Hey! Good job out there tonight."

"Thanks."

"You brought in a lot of money." Wooyoung gave his friend a pat on the back. "Hey, I wanna introduce you to someone."

He gestured towards you with a grin. "This is Y/n. She's a first-timer here."

"Oh. Is that so?" San raised his brows.

"Yep."

"I'm San." He held his hand out, which you shook in greeting.

"I didn't intend to stay and watch, but I'm glad I did. You were very impressive."

His chest puffed out pridefully. "Thank you."

Wooyoung was quick to clear his throat. "San, why don't you go get cleaned up? Y/n, follow me to the office."

"It was nice meeting you, Y/n." San waved while parting ways.

"You too."

Wooyoung motioned with his hand, guiding you to the office where a few people were waiting in the narrow hallway. Brushing past the group, he unlocked the door and stepped inside to start distributing cash to each person standing outside. Once they were all gone, a stack of cash was handed over to you.

"Congratulations, Y/n. You just won yourself a hundred bucks."

The winnings weren't quite as big as you thought, but the bet you placed was low. Plus, you were leaving with more money than you arrived with and that was definitely a win.

"You were right. Your guy is good." You responded, flipping through the bills to make sure it all added up to 100.

"Of course I was right. When I said he was a good fighter, I had the proof to back it up."

"And I know that now." You nodded.

"He's got another fight next week on Friday at midnight. Will I see you there?"

"Maybe. Maybe not." You shrugged.

You were not the type to be so flirtatious but there was something about this Wooyoung guy that brought out a cheeky side of you.

The following week on Friday night, you found yourself entering the run-down building once again. An impressive crowd of people had already gathered inside.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in." Wooyoung grinned when you walked through the entrance. "Are you betting again tonight?"

"No thanks. I don't wanna make it a habit."

"So you're just here to watch?"

"Yeah."

That was a lie. The only reason you came back was to see him again. He had a very alluring personality and he was gorgeous.

Attending San's weekly fights became a habit for you, as it allowed you time with Wooyoung. You didn't get to chat much during the fight due to all the noise and the tense atmosphere, but after the crowd cleared the both of you would stay at least an hour afterwards sitting and talking, San occasionally joining in. One time, the three of you got food delivered to the old building and ate together. The delivery guy seemed to know San and Wooyoung both because he waived the delivery fee.

Tonight was very much like all those others that were spent alone with Wooyoung. The both of you were gathered in the back office talking about anything and everything that crossed your minds.

"Tell me. Do you always charm people into betting on fights?" You inquired after he distributed the winnings to the usual betters.

He raised a brow cheekily. "I charmed you?"

"You didn't answer my question."

"No. It's just something I do to make a little extra money. Entry fees plus the money earned from lost bets really adds up."

"Entry fees?" You echoed. "I don't remember paying an entry fee."

Wooyoung seemed embarrassed, like you had caught him doing something he wasn't supposed to. Your brow raised expectantly as you waited for a response.

"That's because I never charged you."

A cheeky smirk played at the corner of your lips. "And why is that?"

"Because I think you're pretty." He responded coolly, zipping up a duffle bag in the corner of the room.

Though his tone was even and his demeanor was confident as always, you could tell he was trying his hardest to play it off.

"You think I'm pretty?" You inquired with a small grin, following him out of the office.

"Yeah. So what?"

Oh, this was amusing.

"So, maybe I feel the same way."

Wooyoung stopped in his tracks, spinning around on his heel to face you.

"Did I hear you correctly?"

Your arms crossed over your chest in a playfully challenging manner.

"I don't know. Did you?"

A single second passed before Wooyoung was all over you, giving you no to time to react as he rushed forward and grabbed you, crashing his plush lips against yours.

You stumbled back due to the force of the kiss while your hands clamped onto Wooyoung's shoulders to steady yourself. His own hands found their way to your waist, kneading the flesh like a stress ball and subsequently raising your body temperature. He took a step forward resulting in you taking a step backwards. Next thing you knew, your back was forced against the nearest wall and Wooyoung was pressing himself against you. His pillowy lips caressed yours in a heated manner that had you feeling dizzy and disoriented in the best way possible, your closed eyelids fluttering at the sensation.

You were too far gone, too wrapped up in the throes of the feverish kiss to think straight. The only thing on your mind was Wooyoung and his skillful lips.

He dragged you back to the office area, kicking the door shut behind him and caging you against the door, pressing his abdomen flush against yours. His hands slid up your waist while yours released his shoulders to tangle themselves in his lengthy raven locks. He grunted against your mouth, tilting his head to the side to deepen the already heated kiss. The smooching sounds of your lips dancing over one another mixed with your blissful sighs and heavy breaths filled the small office.

How long had Wooyoung been holding back? You wondered. Because the way he was kissing you right now felt like he was releasing all of his emotions, pouring every ounce of passion into his swift actions.

The ends of your nails dragged against his scalp, drawing out another sigh from him before combing your digits through his silky, raven locks from root to tip.

Your breath caught in your throat when Wooyoung's hands snuck deftly underneath the hem of your shirt, rubbing against your bare sides and lower back. You shivered under his touch, his name unintentionally escaping your lips in a blissful sigh.

His lips separated from yours and you sucked in a sharp intake of air which was expelled right out of you when Wooyoung reattached his lips to your jawline, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses along your sensitive skin. His actions only clouded your mind further. You instinctively leaned your head back against the door to give him more access.

"I've been wanting to do that since I first laid eyes on you." He confessed breathlessly when he pulled away.

You chuckled softly. "So as soon as you approached me to ask about bets, what you really wanted to do was make out with me?"

"Absolutely." He flashed a flirty, toothy grin.

You shook your head, tittering softly while sliding your hands out of his hair and down his exposed upper chest. Wooyoung seemed to like wearing printed shirts with one too many buttons left undone—not that you were complaining.

He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyelids fluttering under your touch that left a trail of tingles along his skin.

"My lips caught your eye when you first saw me, but it was your chest that caught mine." You admitted. "Do you enjoy walking around with your pecs out?"

An amused grin found its way to Wooyoung's perfect face.

"If it means gaining attention from pretty girls like you, then yes." He leaned forward, tucking his face into the crook of your neck where he continued pressing kisses to your skin.

Your palms pressed flat against his chest, gently pushing him away until his lips detached from your neck.

"Isn't San waiting on you?"

"He can wait a little longer." Wooyoung dove back in to pepper more kisses to your neck.

"No, no, no." He was pushed away again by your hands. "You shouldn't keep him waiting."

He pouted, his already full lips looking puffier due to all the kissing. "Just a couple more minutes. Please? We just started."

Releasing a reluctant sigh, you brushed a hand through his hair, watching as his lengthy bangs fell back in front of his eyes. "Fine, but only a couple more minutes."

Wooyoung flashed that foxlike grin of his, moving back in for another round of dizzying kisses that were sure to take your breath away.

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