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bubuslutty · 1 year ago

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Day 7: pretty in a skirt

pairing: demon/angel!fem reader x soap + soap x ghost

word count: 3.4k

tags: making out, blowjobs, dry humping, cross dressing, proof read by me so sorry for any mistakes

warnings: none

summary: Angel finally gets her hands on soap, literally.

a/n: enjoy and don't forget to share your thoughts if you've enjoyed a particular part 💙

It was Wednesday, 14:45 to be exact, and Johnny was nervous.

It has been a while since he hung out with a girl, or a boy alone (that isn't Simon or his other guys) for that matter. What would they even do? Chat and drink? She did say she was not planning to get drunk over text a couple of days earlier. And would they fuck? Does she even want to fuck him?

“Johnny,” A deep voice snapped Johnny out of his trance, his hands clutching a pack of Oreos while a bag of snacks was sitting in front of him on the counter.

“Hm?” He blinked and looked at Ghost who was leaning against the fridge, arms crossed and mask scrunched up on his nose bridge, a cigarette held between two pink lips.

“You’re nervous.” Ghost stated, staring at the man without blinking with those pale blue eyes of his.

“And why are you smoking inside the house?” Soap sighed, shoving the Oreos pack in the plastic bag and taking two big steps towards his Lieutenant, removing the cigarette from his lips and placing a kiss on them instead.

“You only smoke when you’re anxious or really annoyed.” Soap raised a brow after taking a puff, and blowing the smoke to the side, staring at Ghost straight in the eyes.

“I’m not.” Ghost shrugged, staring at Soap’s lips without blinking.

“Shitty liar, Lt. Shitty liar you are.” Soap sighed and handed the man back his cigarette.

“I don’t know, maybe I’m just a bit nervous because what if she’s a better fuck than I am?” Ghost slowly said, getting off the fridge to stand closer to Soap, breathing in his cologne.

Soap snorted, feeling a twinge of arousal deep in his guts, “Seriously, Simon? I dinnae even know if that’s what’s going to happen in the first place. And I doubt she has a bigger dick than you, so yeah, probably not.”

Ghost raised a brow, “Is that right? You can go around and shag anyone you want, Johnny, but at the end of the day, you come right back to me, yeah?"

“Always, Lt.” Soap breathed out, feeling his throat dry out and his dick harden in his trousers.

“Open your mouth then.” Ghost ordered and Soap let his mouth fall open, sticking out his tongue. Ghost brought the cigarette to his lips and took a puff, then grabbed Soap’s neck with his other hand, then leaned down and blew the smoke straight in Soap’s mouth and before Soap could make any sound (like moan like a total whore, but honestly same.), he smashed their lips together and kissed Soap like he was trying to suck his soul out through mouth.

Ghost is such a fucking dickhead, like, major dickhead.

You may be wondering, why is Ghost a dickhead?

Because Soap was stuck to will the boner away HE caused when he tried to tongue fuck his mouth in the middle of their kitchen!

That fucker knew what he was doing, he knew and still did it! Soap just hoped it’s not that noticeable because he doesn’t want to look like a huge creep to Angel when she kindly invited him over for a hang out.

Angel opened the door of her house, grinning as soon as she saw Soap, “You’re literally right on time! Please, come in!” She leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek as greeting.

“I’m a punctual man.” Soap laughed, trying to relax so he stops thinking about his dying boner. “Should I take my shoes off?” He asked when he noticed her wearing nothing but socks on her feet.

“Yes, please. And let me get that for you.” She said, taking the plastic bag Soap was holding and making her way to the kitchen, “Oh, you got the pink Oreos?” She laughed while looking inside the bag.

Soap slipped off his shoes and placed them neatly to the side, looking around the place. He does know what her kitchen looks like, but he never stepped a foot inside the rest of her home, but now that he does, he was taking everything in.

Angel’s home was simple, yet homey. She had a lot of mirrors hung around, Johnny noticed, and quite a lot of plants, and paintings on her walls. Her living room was nicely decorated as well, with quite a lot of books, some figurines, posters of singers, music albums and random knick knacks, who were interestingly enough, from different time periods, Johnny noticed.

On the coffee table, there was quite a hefty amount of fashion magazines and an empty glass of water.

“So, how’re you, Soap?” Angel asked, glancing up at him as he made her way to the kitchen.

“Good, you?” Soap said with a nod.

“I’m alright, how’s work?” Angel asked as she neatly placed the snacks on individual bowls and then on a tray.

“It’s alright, nothing exciting.” Soap shrugged and Angel hummed, “That’s good. Can you get cups from the cupboard?” Soap turned around and placed his hand on a random handle, “Not that one, the one on the left- Yep, that one.”

Soap took out two glasses and carried the beers and the Coke bottle in his arms while Angel led the way to her room with the tray of snacks. “Where’s your cat, by the way?” Soap asked, remembering she had a cat and hadn't seen the animal anywhere.

“Upstairs in my room,” Angel said and gasped, “I just realised that you’re the first man to enter my bedroom since I’ve moved in.”

“I am?” Soap said, surprised.

“Well, if you don't count the guys that moved my furniture in."

When Soap stepped inside her bedroom, he didn’t know what to expect, really, but he was intrigued either way. Her bedroom looks extremely comfortable, with fluffy pillows and sheets and blankets on her bed. Her bedroom was also quite big, with fluffy carpets on the floor and a huge mirror leaning against the wall, taller and wider than Soap.

“Why the hell do you have this monstrosity of mirror? What if it falls on you one day?” Soap laughed, checking his hair and face in the mirror.

Angel giggled and placed the tray on her desk, “I use it to travel through worlds and dreams.”

Soap chuckled, “I mean, it’s as big as a door.”

“Kuromi, say hello to Soap.” Angel said and Soap placed the glasses and drinks on her desk, suddenly feeling a press against his leg and when he looked down he cooed, “Hey, pretty girl.”

He leaned down and picked up the cat, scratching her under the chin while she happily let him and even purred in his arms. Then Kuromi let out a cute yawn and Soap grinned, “Yeah? You like that? Of course, you do.”

Angel smiled at the sight, “You’re Kuromi Approved, now.”

Soap looked up, “Kuromi Approved?”

“Yeah, she has the ability to smell bullshit and shitty personalities on people, and it seems like she deems you safe to be in here.” Angel said making Soap chuckle and gently lower Kuromi on the bed.

“Well, I’m glad I passed her test.” Soap laughed.

“Okay, let’s get to the part where we get to the real reason why you’re here,” Angel smirked and placed her hands on his shoulders, “Sit and close your eyes.”

Soap let himself be pushed down and sat on the edge of her bed, “Close my eyes?”

“Yeah, it’s just for a second.” Angel smiled.

Soap nodded and closed his eyes, feeling a bit nervous but he played it cool by leaning a bit back, supporting his weight with his hands on the mattress behind him.

"You can open them now." She said and Johnny opened them slowly, and he didn't know what to expect, really.

Angel was holding the same brown skirt from before, but this time it looked a little different, a bit bigger, well, definitely bigger compared to her waist size.

"That's-" Johnny pointed at the skirt and looked up at Angel.

"The same skirt I have, only in your size, well, I hope it's in your size." Angel said, practically vibrating with excitement while grinning.

"And what am I supposed to do with it?-"

Angel smirked and placed one of her hands on her hip, "What do you think? Try it on and let's get this party started."

"I wonder what they're doing right now." Gaz wondered while laying on his back on his bed, throwing a tennis ball in the air and catching it with one hand.

When Gaz didn't get an answer from Ghost sitting next to him, he nudged him with his foot, "Hey, I'm talking to you."

"How the fuck am I supposed to know, Garrick?" Ghost mumbled while folding and refolding their clean laundry.

"Hm, I'm smelling…Jealously! Are you jealous, lieutenant?" Gaz mused with a small smirk and innocently batted his eyelashes when Ghost glared at him.

Ghost was most definitely about to say something smart when both of their phones pinged with a notification.

Both Gaz and Ghost looked at each other then reached for their phones at the same time.

"What's this?" Ghost frowned at his screen when he saw that a picture was shared in their group chat. And did a double take when he realised it was from their neighbour.

When the picture downloaded, he didn't know what to say or do but stare. And it seemed like Gaz had the same reaction until another picture was shared and Gaz cursed, then dropped his phone on his face, cursing for an entirely different reason.

The pictures were a mirror selfie of Johnny and Angel wearing matching brown pleated skirts, so short you could see the bottom of Johnny's black boxers. Angel was grinning while linking her other arm with Johnny as he flexed his other arm, his white tank top riding up and revealing a happy trail and tanned abs.

They simply looked absolutely delicious together that Simon struggled to breathe and had to lock his phone for a breather.

The other picture was of them looking over their shoulders, popping their butt at the camera as Angel snapped a mirror pic. They looked like they were having so much fun but none of the boys knew that it took a bit of convincing to get Johnny to wear it and take a mirror picture.

"How do you feel?" Angel asked, holding one of Johnny's hands in front of the mirror as he looked at their reflections. Him in his tank top, skirt, socks and her in her bra, skirt and socks.

Johnny looked at his tan skin, at the dark hairs on his arms, legs and chest, the scars and at his messy mohawk, at his massive shoulders, at his muscular thighs and sharp jawline.

"I'm not sure this fits me." He said, digging his heels in Angel's carpet.

"What do you mean? Is it the colour?" Angel asked.

"I don't know, this looks like it'd fit someone, cuter. I think maybe black would fit me, leather, studs and all." He mumbled and Angel sighed, "Johnny, I know you're literally in the army, but please, for the love of everything Holy and Dear, don't put yourself in a box."

"I'm not, lass."

"You are, Soap. I know you don't look like the image of innocence to wear pleated skirts but that doesn't mean they won't suit you. I, for one, think you look absolutely great in them!" Angel said, placing both of her hands on his shoulders and squeezing once.

Soap didn't know what to say and instead stared down at her, then eventually at her glossy plump lips.

"Soap," He watched her lips move and breathe out his name.

"Hm?" Johnny hummed, unable to look away from her lips.

"Have you ever worn a bikini top?"

"What?"

Back at home, Gaz and Ghost, including Price were lowkey losing their minds over the flood of pictures shared with them in the groupchat.

There was pictures were both Johnny and Angel wore the same bikini top and posed in cute and sexy poses. And because Angel had a gigantic mirror in her room, they could see everything, every detail of their outfits and the mess of clothes and shoes strewn out across her bedroom.

Some pictures were shared in the groupchat, and some were not, specially kept private so Soap can use them to torture his favourite lieutenant.

Angel and Johnny took turns snapping pictures of each other while Angel's playlist played in the playground, girly, fun, glittery and slutty, Angel's favourite type of music to dance to in the club.

One of the pictures Angel took of Johnny were of him laying on her fluffy bed, back against the headboard, with nothing on except a small pale pink skirt. They drank beer and coke, fed each other snacks and giggled over random stories until they tired themselves out, laying on Angel's bed.

At that rate, Angel was wearing a tiny, poor excuse of a bikini top with a tiny jean skirt while Johnny was still wearing just that damn pale pink skirt. He laid on his back on her bed, staring at the ceiling with Angel laid next to him, her head on his chest with one of her legs thrown across one of his massive thighs.

Soap had one of his arms wrapped around her waist, caressing the naked skin of her back while she hummed along to the music and he reflected on how she managed to unleash a version of himself he hadn't the courage or the time to let out.

He felt so many things.

But he knew in that moment, he felt sexy, he felt beautiful and handsome. He felt good and he felt hot. And most importantly, he's had fun, like a lot of fun, trying accessories of all shapes and colours with Angel, the woman was like Barbie to him, or a Bratz doll, with a closet full of magic and wonders.

"Have you ever worn a skirt before?" Angel asked, voice low and he closed his eyes.

"Aye."

"A skirt, not a kilt. You know, for fun." Angel corrected and Soap opened his eyes, "No."

Angel hummed and drew random shapes on his warm skin, "Did you have fun?"

"'Course, I did." He smiled while Britney Spears played in the playground.

"I'm glad." Angel smiled, running a finger over one of his many scar.

"Thank you." Soap said sincerely.

Angel lifted her head and pushed herself forward, placing a kiss to Soap's cheek, "You're welcome, pretty."

Soap grabbed her by the waist and easily flipped them around so she was now laying on her back with him hovering above her, "Me? Pretty? Have ya seen yourself, Angel?"

Angel giggled at how she was easily manhandled and at the kiss that Soap loudly placed on one of her warm cheeks.

"Prettiest fucking lass I've laid my eyes on." He said while tickling her sides as she laughed and tried to push him away.

In truth, she could easily free herself from his hold, could empower his strength and get away, she was a supernatural creature after all. She could change the rhythm of his heartbeat with a blink, she could stop his heart from beating all together, she could slither herself in his mind and make him forget anything and remember a reality that has never existed.

Simply put, she was fucking powerful to a terrifying level.

But luckily for Johnny, she was a Wish Angel on a mission and won't do anything that could prevent her from completing her Assignment. That's what everyone at the Wish Office in the other realm knows at least.

Angel's legs somehow ended up wrapped around Johnny's waist, and because he was just human, just desire wrapped in flesh, her heat, the skin to skin contact, the scent of her sweet shampoo, her sparkling eyes and inviting lips were irresistible. So he leaned in and got a taste of sweetness and sin.

So when he ran his big calloused hands all over her supple and soft skin and shuddered when she ran her hands up his arms to grab onto his biceps and his shoulders slumped when she giggled in his mouth and gave his lower lip a kitten lick.

And so Johnny kissed her slow and steady, wanting to savour everything she was willing to give him. And he was so distracted by her warm lips and her hands on his skin, he didn't realise he was rolling his hips against her until she bit her lower lip and threw her head back.

It happened all too quickly and too slow at the same time, Johnny was unable to stop the rutting of his hips or the little gasps that left his lips. That is until Angel grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away.

Johnny was confused but he let her push him away and blushed when she then proceeded to sit on his lap and cup the bulge between his legs over the skirt.

He gasped and moaned when she pressed the heel of her hand on his swollen cock and couldn't stop himself from panting when she was looking at him straight in the eyes with a hungry smile. Her eyes were wide in lust and wonder, they practically sparkled under the light of the lamplight and the LED lights on her vanity.

Johnny's face was pink when she reached inside his boxers and started palming him and massaging his wet tip with the palm of her hand. His lips were shiny with spit and swollen, and his eyelids were heavy and Angel wanted to fucking eat him right then and there.

When she fully took him out of his boxers, she told him to hold his skirt so she can get a look at his cock, and when she did she looked at him and said, "Johnny, you have such a pretty cock."

He trembled then, and moaned when she spat on her palm and started stroking him properly, his tip constantly leaking and making the slide that much easier. And her other hand was cupping his balls.

Of course Johnny had to spread his legs a bit so she could comfortably jerk him off, and she was still sitting on his lap, with enough space between her and Johnny's stomach so she can fit her hands between his legs and reduce him to a wet, panting, mess.

Slick sounds were heard in her bedroom, along with Johnny's gasps, moans and curses. He was still holding onto that skirt against his stomach for dear life after being threatened to stop jerking him off if he drops it by Angel.

His tan chest was pink and his nipples were hard pebbles now, begging to be kissed and licked. The swell of Johnny's chest kept going up and down when Angel leaned forward to place a tiny kiss to one of Johnny's pecs, then collarbone, neck, side of his mouth, chin and finally mouth.

Little gasps and moans were spilling out of his lips as she skilfully brought him to his climax where he spilled all over her hand and the skirt.

Angel felt her chest swell with pride when she felt his warm cum cover her fingers. She didn't say anything nor paid attention to the slick mess in her underwear, or how the fabric was practically plastered to her pussy at that point.

"Sorry-" Soap panted out, wiping the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Why are you apologising for?" Angel said, running her fingers through his mohawk.

"I ruined your skirt." He said, fluttering his eyes shut and letting himself fall back on the bed, placing his warm hands on her naked thighs as he calmed down from his orgasm.

"I can wash it." Angel hummed and placed a small kiss on his lips and he grinned, eyes dark and full of lust.

"You're good with your hands, bonnie." He bit his lower lip and thumbed at the hem of her short jean skirt.

"I'm even better with my mouth." She grinned and he felt arousal stir again at the bottom of his stomach.

"You'll have to show me another day. It's my turn now." He said and gave a smack to her inner thigh, gaining him a squeal from her as he manhandled them around so she was laying on her back with her legs over his shoulders.

"At least let me take this off-" Angel tried to pull her skirt down and Soap pried her hands away from it, "No need, just trust me and relax."

Angel nodded and almost gulped when she saw how dark and absolutely spilling with lust his eyes were. He looked at her like he was about to devour her whole, like a tiger hiding behind high grass, watching a gazelle before striking.

"Just trust me and relax."

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macsmoods · 1 year ago

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CAUGHT

Hobie Brown

Summary: Earth-138 is full of so called “villains”, you being one of them. After months of messing with Spider Punk he finally catches up to you. Was all the antagonizing just for fun or flirting? Was he really not able to not catch you or was he playing along?——————————————————————— You weren’t some amazing spider-man that was able to swing around the city and stick to walls, yet every time it seemed you escaped the praised Spider Punk of Earth-138.

You showed up a couple months ago. It started with petty thefts of gas stations to being known as the silencer. You had developed the art of being unnoticed and silent.

No you didn’t have any special powers. Sometime you have to do all that’s possible to survive.

Tonight was the perfect night for an easy gas station theft. You were hungry and don’t feel like paying tonight.

Walking along the crowded sidewalk you knew he was near. The slight wind gusts and shadows over head gave you the hint.

You weaved through the crowed sidewalk making it to the station. Pulling up your hood you entered the establishment ready to begin.

The bell rang but the cashier saw no one enter. He went back to reading his newspaper making it perfect conditions for you.

Carefully your grabbed your favorite bag of chips, doritos. Only the slightest crinkle could be heard, barely even audible to your ears.

Next, you needed a drink. Making your way you tried to decide between an Arizona tea and a redbull. Knowing you could just take both you did.

Last you wanted a sweet treat. You decided on thin oreos. Checking the corner you watched the cashier help another customer.

Slowly but surely you made it out of the gas station, snacks in hand. Pulling back your hood you blew out a sigh.

Beginning to walk away you were encased by webs, flown up to the top of a building.

“fuckkkk” you groaned out as you were hauled up. Making it to the top you are met with spider punk. “Hey buddy” you exclaimed giving a shy wave.

You watched as he walked towards you. He studied your face before falling to your hands. “mmm doritos my favorite.” he said snatching the chips out of your hand.

“Oh c’mon” you moaned. He simply chuckled at you before he bang to munch on the chips. “Really is this your plan? Just to stand and eat my chips in front of me.”

“You know i’ve been meaning to meet you for awhile. I’ve heard your pretty scrappy.” he stated.

“Why don’t you undo these webs and i’ll show you.” you retorted at him. At that he let out a loud laugh before undoing the webs leaving you standing there sticky.

“Aren’t you bubbly, babe.” he laughed.

“Shut up and don’t call me that.” you snarled. He went and sat at the edge of the building patting the spot next to him. You stood wary as he took off his mask.

Slowly you made your way there pausing to look over the edge.

“Don’t worry babe i’ll catch you.” he said winking. You scoffed as you sat next to him. You opened your tea as you stared over the city.

“What the hell!” you exclaimed as he opened your redbull.

“You can share. I mean it’s only fair since you’ve caused me a lot of trouble at HQ.” he said. You gave him a confused which he only shook his head at. “I’ve been chasing you for awhile and i think your fully aware i could have caught you months ago.”

“I have no idea what your talking about.” you said stuffing an oreo in your mouth. You refused to make eye contact.

He laughed before beginning again. “Now if i’m not mistaken and maybe i am, we’ve been flirting for months.” he said seriously. Your cheeks blushed at that. “See that already gave me my answer.

“We don’t even know each other’s names so i don’t know what makes you think that.”

He sticks his hand out to you. “Hobie Brown, and your name is?” he asked.

“Y/n.” you answered.

“Well then y/n hold on tight.” he said as he threw his arm around your waist and jumped.

“WHAT THE FUCK! HOBIE PUT ME DOWN!” you screamed as you swung around. He laughed as your screamed. You righted your hold around his neck as he swung.

It took awhile but you got used to it and began to love it. You laughed as he swung you through the city.

Finally he landed on another building. Your heart slowed as you finally got to your feet. “Oh my god that was amazing Hobie!” you yelled throwing your arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist hugging back.

Leaning your head back your cheeks turned pink realizing your proximity. Both your eyes were moving from each other’s eyes and lips.

Hobie moved his hand to your face as he connected your lips. It was soft and warm.

You pulled back looking at him again.

“You should have caught me a long time ago.” you said exasperated. ——————————————————————— Authors note

Hiii! This was so fun to write. This was kinda inspired by Lana Del Rays song Playing Dangerous. I was just listening to it and it seemed like a Hobie song😭 Anyways hope you enjoyed✌️

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libraryofloveletters · 11 months ago

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Sweet Like Candy

Paulo Dybala x Fem!Reader

Warnings: teacher!reader, candy shopping, paulo thinks you're insane, gross flavoured candy canes, some giggles and one slightly dirty thought from paulo if you squint.

Word Count: 715

Author's Note: paulo just has the vibe that he has never has a candy cane and he would give the best ratings lmao so here we are.

You had started making holiday treat bags for your class with the help of your boyfriend, who seems to be puzzled by the long curved candy you put in the bags.

As a teacher, you vouch to do all the things that you saw on Pinterest with your class.

Hence why you were at the store, in the midst of all the Christmas madness, shopping for candies and treats to put into little loot bags for your students.

Your boyfriend, Paulo, followed you around the store, pushing the shopping cart. "What about these?" He asks, holding up a pack of Christmas themed erasers.

"Those are so cute," you smiled, "get a few packs." You were picking up some pencils and little stickers you'd put into the bags for them.

The shopping cart was already overflowing with things that you and Paulo didn't need, but picked up anyways, along with all of the stuff that you had picked up for your students. You make your way over to the candy aisle and pick up a few packs of lollipops and Hershey kisses before you turn to the giant wall of candy canes.

"Why are they shaped like that?" He asks you and you glance over at him, the man leaning on the cart. "Like what?"

"Like that," he says, picking up a pack. "Candy canes," he reads the package, turning it over to read the back.

"Why are you looking at it like that? You've never seen a candy cane before?"

"I mean yeah, but I never tried it." He says, tossing the pack in the car, he assumed you wanted them for your students. You mirror his actions, picking up a few packs and setting them into the cart for your students.

It finally hit you what your boyfriend had just said.

"You've never tried a candy cane?!" You look at the man, utter surprise on your face.

Paulo shrugs, "I've been busy baby, what can I say?"

"Okay so make time, we're trying some tonight."

He nods, watching as your fingers waved over the shelves as if you were looking for something. You picked out a few different picks for him to try; peppermint, sour patch, Froot Loops, Oreos, and pickles.

"Pickles?" His nose wrinkles, "I'm throwing up already."

You laughed, "you need at least one gross flavour, it's a must."

It takes you a bit to get home but when you finally do, you unwrap the boxes of candy canes, taking one of each flavour out.

"Ready?" You ask him, getting him a glass of water before sitting with him on the couch. Paulo looks at you, holding back his laugh - you were taking this very seriously.

"As ready as I could ever be, babe."

You handed him the candy cane, he'd taste it, put a rating down and then take a sip of water before you repeated the process five times. It took him a bit of rearranging, and some double tasting before he finally settled on his official rating.

"Okay, let's hear it," you tell him, breaking off a piece from the peppermint one and sucking on it. Paulo watches you for a moment, lost in thought.

"Paulo?" you waved your hands in front of his face, chuckling. "Don't be dirty right now. I still need your help with the bags."

"Oh yeah, right." He smiles, cheeks flushed a bit red before he takes a sip of water. "The official ratings are pickles in 5th place, Froot Loops in 4th, sour patch in 3rd, Oreos in 2nd and the winner is peppermint."

"Really? I thought you liked the sour patch flavour more than the Oreo."

"I did but then it left a weird taste in my mouth so Oreo took over as second place."

You nod, picking out a few of the candy canes for him. "Here," you hand them for you, "I'll pick up another box when I go to the store over the weekend, now come help me put these together."

Paulo sits across from you as you unwrap the things to put into the bags, he does his own unwrapping; undoing the plastic packaging on 3 of the candy canes and sticking them in his mouth at once.

"Paulo!" you laughed, "you can't do that, one at a time babe."

He smiles, holding all 3 of the candy canes as he shrugs. You shake your head, thinking to yourself that he's not that much further off than your students.

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okaylikeschaewon · 2 years ago

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Chapter 2: Patience

Due to the nature of your living situation, you didn’t always get to wake up next to Chaewon, but it was always a treat when you did. Naturally, you woke up first as Chaewon was known to be a bit slow in the mornings. You slid out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

After returning to the bed, you lay down next to Chaewon again. The cute girl rolls over and reaches for her phone, still barely awake. She checks the time and quickly jumps up.

“Oh my god! I am so late!” she screams while running to the bathroom. “Why didn’t you wake me?!” she shouts through the door.

You sit up in the bed and start to smile, wondering when she would figure it out. Chaewon finishes brushing her teeth before running out of the bathroom wearing just her underwear.

“Darling…” you try to get her attention.

“Seriously I cannot believe you, what is the point of sleeping over if you’re not going to wake me up,” she rambles on while rummaging through her closet.

You start laughing, “Chaewon!”

She turns to you while holding some random clothes, “what is so funny?”

“Remember the conversation you and Kazuha had in the car yesterday?”

She angrily returns to the closet, “I don’t have time for this, we have an evaluation this morning.”

You stand up and walk to the closet. “Sweetheart,” you say while hugging her back. “Your instructor is ill, you don’t have an evaluation this morning.”

Chaewon freezes for a moment before dropping the clothes she was holding and turning around. “I’m so sorry,” she says while hugging you. “I completely forgot.”

You rub her back, “it’s alright, I get it.”

She holds onto you for a bit as if it brought her great comfort. “This means we have some time to kill,” Chaewon says softly. “How about we get back into bed?”

“We could do that,” you reply as you slide your hands down her back and grab two handfuls of her ass.

She giggles before running over to the bed. You follow her and slip under the bedsheets next to her. She kisses you on the mouth again before sliding under the sheets. She planted kisses all the way down your chest, spaced about an inch apart. She kept kissing lower until she reached your navel.

You lifted the sheets slightly so that you could see the top of her head. You slipped one hand down and placed it on the back of her head, getting a handful of her oreo hair. She slid a little bit lower until her mouth found the outline of your cock through your underwear. She pressed her lips to your tip and used her tongue to cover your underwear in her saliva.

All of a sudden there was a knock on the door and you quickly pulled down the sheets.

Eunchae peeks her head through the door slightly, “Chaewon-ah? Oh, oppa, where’s Chaewon unnie?”

“Oh, umm, she’s in the bathroom, what’s up?” you answer while Chaewon hid under the sheets.

“Could you let her know Yunjin unnie made breakfast for us?”

“Yeah of course.”

“Thanks oppa,” Eunchae smiles at you. “And of course you are also invited.”

She closes the door and Chaewon slides out from under the bedsheets. She looks at you with a bit of regret in her eyes.

“Oh, they made breakfast and are waiting for us,” you say casually.

The two of you start laughing. “I promise we’ll eventually…”

“Really, don’t worry,” you cut her off before pulling her in for a kiss.

“Tonight, no matter what, we are spending some alone time together,” Chaewon says definitively.

–

“I thought we were supposed to sleep in,” Sakura says while poking at her food.

“We did sleep in,” Yunjin replies while taking a seat next to Sakura. “It’s already ten.”

“I wanted to sleep in more,” Sakura mumbles quietly.

Next to you, Eunchae laughs quietly. “Kkura unnie is almost as bad with mornings as Chaewon unnie.”

Chaewon looks up from her food, surprised by the comment. “Hey! I didn’t even say anything.”

“She has a point though,” Yunjin says from the far side of the table.

“Yeah she’s not wrong,” Sakura adds.

“Ah, everyone is so mean today,” Chaewon whines while returning to her food.

You felt something under the table and turned to Chaewon who was sitting next to you. She, however, didn’t even look up. If she wanted your attention she had it, but it seemed like she didn’t care. Perhaps it was a mistake, you think to yourself while returning to your food. Then you felt it again, much harder against your foot. You turned to face Chaewon again.

“Hm? Do you also wanna be mean?” she asks angrily.

“Oh, I just wanted to say, isn't this breakfast lovely?” you say before turning to your right towards the other end of the table. “Thank you Yunjin.”

“Ah, finally someone appreciates what I did,” she replies happily. “You’re welcome!”

Next to you Eunchae tried to speak up, but she had just taken a big bite and was clearly struggling to speak.

“Slow down Manchae,” Sakura laughs at the younger girl. “The food isn’t going anywhere.”

Yunjin also bursts out laughing as Eunchae tries to swallow the bite. Her cheeks were so cutely plumped up while she chewed. Eventually, she gets through the food.

“I just wanted to say I also appreciate it,” Eunchae gasps.

A couple of laughs go around the table when you feel something slide up your leg. Although, this time you realized the culprit when you looked directly across the table at Kazuha who was looking down at her empty plate while smirking slightly. Her eyes peeked upwards slightly and she saw you staring at her which made her start smiling.

She was avoiding your gaze, but now she was becoming more audacious beneath the table. You felt her foot slide up your leg and onto your thigh. She pressed down playfully against the top of your thigh before bringing her other foot up onto your other thigh. She made a couple of circles with her heel before tapping her feet up and down on the top of your thighs. Then she slowly slides her feet down the insides of your thighs and spreads your legs slightly.

You could see that she was trying her best not to laugh as the rest of the table was quietly eating, completely oblivious to what was going on beneath the table. You felt her foot move forward, her toes lightly pressing down on your crotch. You could feel her sliding her foot back and forth, rubbing your private bits over your pants.

Next to you, Chaewon had finished eating and stood up from the table; She noticed Kazuha’s plate was also empty. “Zuha, can you help me with dishes?”

Kazuha quickly nods, “yeah.”

Before she could stand up, you quickly reached below the table and grabbed her ankles. She looked at you with wide-eyes while you held onto her, not letting her stand up.

“Coming?” Chaewon asks while walking towards the kitchen.

“Yeah just a second!”

Sakura, who had also just finished eating, stood up and was starting to get suspicious of what was going on. She looked down at Kazuha’s empty plate and then at you with raised eyebrows. She must have figured it out after Kazuha started to giggle, because she started walking towards the kitchen with a smile on her face while shaking her head.

After teasing Kazuha a bit more while she squirmed her feet in your lap, you finally let go of her ankles and let her go free. She stands up, still giggling, before walking over to the kitchen with her empty plate. The other two girls at the table paid no attention as Eunchae was still happily eating while Yunjin was checking something on her phone.

You finish up the rest of your food before also getting up and dropping your plate off in the kitchen. Kazuha was rinsing off the dishes and loading the dishwasher with Sakura when she saw you walk up. Kazuha started to smirk again, turning to face away from you. Sakura washed her hands, very aware of what was going on, and then gave Kazuha’s butt a playful slap before leaving the kitchen and going to her room.

You place your plate in the sink while very intentionally leaning as close to Kazuha as you could, placing one hand on her back while the other reaches into the sink. The Japanese girl giggles before trapping your arm between her arm and her body. She held your arm tight against her body, and you could feel every muscle of her superb core.

“You’re stuck,” she says matter-of-factly as she continues to rinse the dishes.

You slide your other hand around her back so that it is pressed against her core from the other side, putting Kazuha in a bit of a hug. “No, you’re trapped.”

She playfully wiggles her body, pretending to try and break free, all while smiling brightly back over her shoulder towards you.

“Let me go,” she whines adorably before spinning in your grip with incredible strength so that she’s facing towards you with your arms still wrapped around her sides.

The two of you were now face to face. Kazuha was staring deeply into your eyes, and for a brief moment that playfully naughty girl disappeared. She was beautiful with very minimal makeup on. Then, all of a sudden, she brought her wet hands up and flicked a few water drops onto your face: The exuberant girl was back. You let go of her and wiped your face while she giggled, and you found yourself also smiling.

You left the kitchen and headed upstairs to Chaewon’s room while Kazuha returned to the dishes. As you entered her room, you found her sitting at her desk, once again in her underwear. She was touching up her makeup, applying a bit of eyeliner.

“Kazuha’s flirting with me again.”

Chaewon looks up at you and laughs before quickly returning her attention to the mirror. “Yeah, remind me to set up that date later.”

You walk up behind Chaewon and bury your face into her neck. “When will you be back?” you ask while she continues to finish up her makeup.

“It’s hard to say, I think it might be a bit late tonight,” she answers, a bit of regret in her voice. “You can come in again, but I have a feeling I won’t get much break time today. Our comeback is too soon.”

“Why do you have to practice so much, you’re already so perfect.”

She smiles at you through the mirror. “I’m not perfect, but I am sorry that I’ve been so busy.”

You turn your face and give her a kiss on the cheek before standing up straight. “It’s alright, I’ll just get some work done and then we can hangout tonight like you promised,” you respond while taking a seat on her bed.

She turns around on her chair so that she’s facing you, her expression showing sadness. “Will you at least stay here? We have food and snacks downstairs, you can help yourself to anything.”

You smiled understandingly and nodded. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

–

The day went by relatively uneventfully. You basically switched between working and watching random YouTube videos throughout the day. You got a couple of texts from Chaewon throughout the day whenever she had a quick break, it seemed like she would be later than expected tonight.

Despite procrastinating quite a bit, you actually ended up getting a lot of work done. It was nice to get ahead, knowing that in a couple of days Le Sserafim would be releasing Antifragile and you would want your schedule to be free during those initial promos.

It was starting to get late and you were honestly getting a bit tired, so you decided to lay down on Chaewon’s bed. It felt comfier than normal, and you felt your eyelids getting heavier. Maybe it would be best to take a quick nap, you thought. You slowly dozed off to sleep.

After a short nap, you woke up and checked the time. It was already 1 AM and the girls weren’t back yet. This wasn’t particularly uncommon, it wouldn’t be the first time they were out this late practicing. You decided to just relax for a bit and listen to a bit of music.

Eventually, you heard a bit of commotion downstairs. You started to hear the sound of their voices as they just got home. There were a couple of footsteps coming up the stairs when Chaewon opens her door and walks in.

She looked absolutely exhausted, and your heart sank a little bit seeing her this tired. She walked forward towards the bed and then crashed down onto your body.

“I’m tired,” she whispered with the side of her face resting on your chest.

You hugged her and rubbed her back. “It’s so late, you must be exhausted.”

“We practiced and practiced and practiced, and then since our instructor wasn’t feeling well we had to send her videos of our practice. Then while she reviewed them, we worked out, just to come back and practice more with her feedback.”

You leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. “Awwh, I’m proud of you. You worked so hard today.”

“It was the last hard day,” she sighs. “We scored extremely well, so the next few days are going to be much lighter. They want us fresh and ready for the comeback.” She lifts herself up so that she can see your face. “I promised we would spend some time together tonight,” she says.

You pulled her up closer and kissed her softly. Very gently moving your mouth against hers before leaning back. “I think it’s best if you get some rest.”

“I can… I can still-”

You kiss her again, stopping her mid sentence. Your hands gently explore her back while you kiss.

“Sweetheart, you don’t need to do anything tonight,” you say softly.

She lets out a heavy sigh and falls back onto your body. “I really love you,” she whispers warmly into your chest.

Before you could say it back, she had fallen asleep. You would be lying if you said you weren’t a little bit disappointed, but you cared so much more about her wellbeing over anything else. You let the feel of her breathing bring you into a cathartic trance for a bit before deciding to get some water.

You carefully roll over the precious girl so that she’s laying on her back and tuck her in. You get out of the bed and give her a little kiss on the forehead before leaving the room and heading downstairs. When you get there, you find Eunchae sitting on the couches by herself, watching some drama on the TV. You head into the kitchen and pour a glass of water.

“Feeling better?” you ask.

Eunchae turns around, “yeah, a lot better, it really did just take one day.” She sees you holding the glass of water and starts to smile mischievously. “You better hurry up, Chaewon unnie seems to get very upset when you take too long getting her a drink.”

You chuckle at her silliness when the two Japanese members appear. Kazuha walks right up to you and takes the glass out of your hand before sitting down at one of the kitchen stools and downing it. Sakura walks over to where Eunchae was sitting.

“Alright, show me where,” Sakura instructs as she opens a little jar of ointment.

Eunchae lifts her pant leg up to show some mild bruising while Sakura begins applying the ointment. It wasn’t uncommon for idols to have small injuries after practice, especially for certain choreo.

“You guys must have worked so hard today,” you remark as you watch Sakura.

She looks over at you while massaging Eunchae’s leg. “It’s part of the business,” she says with a tired but soft smile.

You sit on the stool next to Kazuha. “You feeling alright? I heard you had a long day” you ask the girl.

“Feeling great,” she says quietly as she leans her head onto your shoulder.

Her response was a bit of a shock, usually she had all the playful energy in the world when it came to you. She was still the same Kazuha, but you could tell she was way too tired to tease you tonight. You rub her thigh gently, letting her rest on you.

“I’m so excited for you girls,” you comment, but Kazuha doesn’t respond. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

You feel her head nod against your shoulder. It was strange, you’ve never seen Kazuha acting this way with you. You think back to what Chaewon said about Kazuha never having a romantic relationship before. There was this weird bond of affection between the two of you right now, and you could feel the amount of comfort she felt around you.

Seeing Kazuha in this vulnerable state made your insides fill with warmth. You never really addressed it before, but you genuinely cherished the relationship you had built with Kazuha. You cared for her in an unexplainable way. It brought you great satisfaction knowing she was as comfortable around you as she was.

Sakura stands up from the couch and walks over to you. “Here, in case Chaewon needs it,” she says while handing you the little jar. “Come on Zuha, bed time.” Sakura pulls Kazuha off of you with both hands and the girl starts walking towards her bedroom. “Eunchae, make sure Yunjin also takes care of herself,” Sakura adds while Eunchae stands up and stretches.

You start refilling the glass of water when Eunchae walks towards the stairs. She sees you filling the glass and giggles. “Yah Eunchae stop being silly,” you laugh as the girl runs up the stairs. You down the glass before refilling it once more for Chaewon and heading upstairs.

“What was that all about?” Sakura asks, confused by the interaction.

“Eunchae won’t stop teasing Chaewon and me about… stuff.”

“Ahh,” Sakura interjects. ”Stuff...”

There is a bit of an awkward silence between the two of you as Sakura looks around the room with her lips pursed.

You decide to break the silence. “You do a really great job of taking care of them all.”

There is a short pause before she replies.

“I feel like…” she begins while staring at the glass in your hand. “Since I’m the oldest, and I’ve been in the industry for so long, I feel like it’s my responsibility to look out for them.”

“You’ve always looked out for others, it’s one of the things I used to love so much about you.”

You notice her cheeks gain a tint of rosiness as she looks away, another awkward silence falls upon the two of you.

“You… also do a good job,” Sakura says quietly.

“Oh.”

It felt like the wrong thing to say, but you had no idea how to respond.

Sakura looks up at you, a bit of regret in her expression. “Sorry, I meant like with Chaewon. I can see how happy you make her. Also the others, you may not realize it, but the way they treat you is the way they only treat the other members. You’re basically an extension of our group at this point.”

She was speaking quickly, something Sakura did when she got stressed. Memories started to flood back in, and without thinking you took a step towards her. She looked up at you with her eyes wide in shock. She froze. The two of you stood there staring at each other.

Sakura closed her eyes slowly, and she began to slightly move her lips forward. Right before your lips touched, her eyes shot open and fear filled her pupils. She quickly turned around, and you heard her sniffle quietly.

“Sakura… I’m so sorry,” you begin as you reach for her hand.

She pulls away at your touch. “Don’t apologize, nothing happened,” she says, her voice wavering. “I’ll… goodnight,” she says while briskly heading towards her room, wiping her eyes as she walks.

You stood there by yourself in the silence of the house, a rush of emotions bombarding your brain. You bring your fist to your forehead and tap it lightly, regretting everything that just happened, before walking up the stairs.

After returning to Chaewon’s room you quietly place the glass and the ointment on her side table. You pick up your bag and start heading to the door.

“Don’t go,” Chaewon whispers from the bed.

Your heart skips a beat when you turn around to see Chaewon is awake. You put your bag down and walk back over to the bed, sitting next to her and stroking her short hair. She looked adorably tiny as she was tucked into the sheets. You felt a painful tinge of betrayal inside you as you looked down at her, but you didn’t want her to know.

“You sure? I don’t want you to get in trouble,” you reply hesitantly.

“Please can you stay with me,” she requests with utmost tenderness.

You felt awful, the way she was asking you so desperately after what just happened downstairs behind her back. You wanted to confess, but you didn’t have it in you to hurt her tonight. Not when she was this vulnerable.

You lean down and kiss her before sliding into the bedsheets. “Of course I can.”

She turns to face you with a confused expression. “Do you not want to stay or something?”

It hurt you so much to hide things from her, but you noticed the slightest quiver in her lip and you just couldn’t find the strength to confess. At least, not for now.

“I always want to stay with you,” you answer. It was the truth, you still loved her more than anything.

Content with your answer, Chaewon slides over closer to you. “Tomorrow is a shorter day by the way, and then we get the next day off.”

“Perfect,” you mutter as you close your eyes and try to let your body relax. You felt Chaewon put an arm around your torso, cuddling as close as possible. As she fell asleep with her arms around you, there was this worry in the back of your mind that she could feel your heart pumping like you had just run a marathon.

–

You were blessed enough to wake up next to Chaewon again this morning, and you found that she was still holding onto you. You started to carefully remove her arms so that you could get up, but you felt her squeeze tighter.

“There’s still time,” she says quietly, her eyes still closed.

You fall back into the soft pillows. “I didn’t realize you were awake, did you sleep alright?”

She slowly opens her eyes, “best I’ve slept in a while.”

“So how much time do we have?” you ask as you slide a hand down her body and give her butt a playful squeeze.

She giggles before sitting up in the bed. “Not enough time for that, unfortunately,” she answers before leaning over and giving you a short kiss on the cheek. “Tonight, though, I am free.”

“Text me when you’re done, I’ll come pick you up.”

You relaxed in her bed for a bit longer while watching her get ready. After the girls left, you stopped by the store on your way home to pick up a few ingredients. You had planned to make Chaewon a home-cooked meal tonight since you knew the girls ended up eating out a lot these days; The menu would include a spicy kimchi jjigae and some meat that you’d be grilling. You returned home and spent the day working until you got a text from Chaewon.

CW: hey, just wrapping up now

YOU: yeah I’ll be there soon

You grab your keys and put on a jacket before heading to your car.

–

“Whoa whoa whoa!” you shout as Chaewon jumps into your arms. “Someone’s excited.”

“We got so much praise today,” she says while smiling brightly, her legs wrapped around your waist. “And now they gave us time to relax before d-day.”

You gently put her down. “Good job! I’m so proud,” you say, pulling her into a hug. Over her shoulder you saw the rest of the group walking by. You noticed Sakura was watching the two of you, but as soon as you looked over she turned away as if she didn’t want you to notice. Before you could process what happened, you felt another pair of arms wrap around you.

“We did it!” Kazuha shouts, joining in on the hug.

Another body joins in. “Let’s go girls!” Yunjin exclaims.

It seems you were part of the girls now as the three of them were giggling and jumping up and down while hugging you.

“We’re going out as a group tomorrow, you wanna come?” Yunjin asks you as the girls separate.

“Ah, I don’t know, maybe it should be a thing with just the members?” you answer hesitantly.

“Oh stop being a baby,” Eunchae adds from the side. “Just come.”

The four of them were pestering you, trying to convince you to tag along when Sakura speaks up from the side.

“I think it would be nice if you came,” she says softly.

The two of you made eye contact and for a moment it was as if the world paused, but only for the two of you.

“Alright fine I’ll come.”

The other four erupt in cheers, and Kazuha hugs you hard from behind making you buckle forward. It was a movie-esque scene of happiness, but for some reason you had a peculiar feeling in the back of your mind.

“What are we even doing by the way?” you ask as the girls start walking towards the van, trying to ignore the intrusion.

“We don’t know yet,” Yunjin replies. “We’ll figure it out later.”

“Can we get ice cream?” Eunchae asks. “I’ve been craving mint chocolate ice cream.”

“Ewwwww,” Kazuha whines. “That’s the worst flavor.”

“What?!” Chaewon counters while standing next to Eunchae like her bodyguard. “I’m team mint chocolate all the way.”

“Girls girls, stop fighting,” Sakura interjects as she joins the group like a mother. “We can all go get ice cream tomorrow. As long as it’s not mint chocolate,” she adds.

All hell breaks loose as the girls start arguing, and you find yourself just watching the commotion with Yunjin.

“What side are you on?” you ask her.

She shrugs her shoulders. “I’m a fan but not enough to fight over it. It must be a top-floor type of thing.”

You chuckle at her comment as a van pulls up.

“Uh, girls, I think this is for you.”

They ignore you completely and continue debating about various ice cream flavors.

“GIRLS!” Yunjin shouts, making all of them turn to face her in shock. “Our ride is here,” she adds casually with a warm smile.

Everyone looked a bit confused for a moment, but then they started making their way towards the van.

“Are you going with him?” Sakura asks Chaewon.

“Yeah, I’ll meet everyone back at the dorm tomorrow.”

“Oooo, spending the night,” Eunchae teases. “Oppa, make sure you get her whatever drink she wants.”

Both Sakura and Chaewon playfully scold the younger girl as she enters the van. Sakura gives Chaewon a quick hug before turning to you. It looked like she wanted to say something, but instead she just nodded respectfully before also entering the van behind the others. All of the other members leave while Chaewon stays behind with you. After they turn the corner, she latches onto your arm and looks up at you cutely.

“We might not know the plan for tomorrow, but I know what I want to do tonight,” she says seductively.

“And what would that be?” you ask while pulling her into a hug and slowly sliding your hand down the back of her pants.

“Yah, not here in public,” she responds in a hushed tone while pushing your arm and giggling.

“Why not? We have plenty of privacy.”

The two of you watch as a car drives by before looking at each other and laughing.

“You just have to wait a little longer, I promise,” she says lovingly to you.

“I don’t want to wait anymore.”

She starts to smirk up at you. “Oh yeah? You want to strip me down, bend me over, and fuck me right here in front of my company building?”

“Yeah, and I don’t give a shit who watches,” you growl while pushing her against your car door.

Chaewon was starting to get extremely flustered, her breathing was becoming erratic. “Keep talking like that and I might just let you,” she moans.

“Let me?” you spoke the words directly into her ear while putting your hands against the car on either side of her small frame. “I’m going to have you begging for it,” you whisper into her ear before leaning in and nibbling lightly on her earlobe.

She sharply inhales at the feel of your lips and her body slumps down slightly as if she was losing the ability to hold herself up.

“I won’t… beg…” she pants as your mouth had slid down her neck.

You kiss her soft skin, making her tilt her head upwards to the sky above. You kiss her a few more times, but you take it slower now and make sure your lips press against every piece of her skin. You stand up straight and press your body as close to hers as possible with your face right beside hers.

Your hands leave the car and find refuge on Chaewon’s ass. You give her a very hard and thorough grope, and she fills your ears with her heavy breaths. As you groped her soft ass, you pushed your chest even harder against her body, pinning her to the car. You could feel her soft tits pushing back, forming to the shape of your body.

If you were to release her now, you were certain she would fall to the ground. She had no more strength, she was like playdough in your hands now. You lean back slightly so that you are face to face again, and you see her half-lidded eyes in a trance.

Her mouth was slightly agape, and you took the opportunity to press your lips against hers again. This time the kiss was far more wet than last time, but you didn’t care. All you cared about was having her body in your control.

“Fine,” she moans after you free her lips. “Just fuck me already.”

You step back and open the car door for her. She had a look of visible disappointment and frustration with you; She actually wanted you to take her right here in the middle of the street. It was, obviously, far too risky though. You leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek before the two of you sat down in your car. You noticed she had a conflicted look on her face.

You smile at her. “Sweetie, I’m not going to be responsible for you losing your career.”

She sighs understandingly. “I know, you just… got me excited.”

You reach your hand over into her lap. “Show me how excited you are.” you demand as you slide your fingers into her sweatpants and press them against her underwear, feeling a moist spot through the fabric.

Chaewon grabs your wrist. “Wait til we’re home, I can’t do this anymore.”

You stare at her pleading face for a moment before uttering a single word.

“No.”

Your hand slips down her underwear and immediately finds her tight folds. You rub the skin back and forth, making her juices pour out like a faucet, before pressing down around her pussy. Her grip on your wrist went limp as a singular, drawn out breath escaped her lips.

As you were starting to coat your fingers with her warm nectar, she clenched down on your arm by squeezing her legs tightly. She was glaring at you in the most lustfully rage-filled way possible.

“I’m going to fucking kill you if you don’t start driving,” she breathes while her lower body squirms.

The corners of your lips raise involuntarily and you start to withdraw your hand. Chaewon, however, wouldn’t allow it, and she kept her legs tightly closed with both of her hands grabbing your wrist now. You couldn’t contain your smile as you reached over with the far hand to shift into drive.

A/N:

Unforgiven is amazing and I can't stop listening to it. SOTY material for me so far. Also, very inspiring when it comes to writing this story! I'm not going to really explain anything, I want the words to do the talking for me. Hit a few notes that I wasn't expecting to hit in this chapter, but overall happy with how it turned out.

As always, let me know what you think if you would like to share your thoughts. You can reach me basically anywhere.

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A New Judgment Chapter 9: Triggers and Oreos (Poly Judgment Day)

Potential triggers this chapter: mentions of past abuse, shutting down, needing grounding exercises.

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8.

Translations seen in this chapter

Mi Vida- my life Princesa-Princess Respira-Breathe Mariposa-butterfly Tranquillo-calm or calm down (definition) Sacrocanct- important, can not be interfered with' Corazon-heart used commonly as a nickname and or as Mi Corazon

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Rhea is still in the shower when Nessa finishes getting ready. She sits on her bed, her phone in her hand, the finger over the dial button. She looks to the bathroom door before hitting the dial and putting the phone to her ear. "Hey, Nes," Comes from the other side after only one ring.

"Hey Dom I need you, can I talk to you real quick in the hallway away from being overheard." She asks shakily, guilt filling her for what just happened.

"Corazon, what's wrong?!" Dominik is already in the hallway and knocking on the door. Nessa answers the door and hangs up the phone as Dominik pulls her into the hallway and into a hug which she returns. Dominik pets her head trying to calm her down, "Shhh Mi Vida, what happened?" He tries to soothe, feeling her shake in his arms, too upset to fight about the pet name.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Ducky." She whimpers in his arms. This lets him know something is seriously wrong. She never calls him Ducky unless she needs comfort. "I kissed Demi, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I came out of the shower and it just happened. I know I'm not part of the group and I shouldn't have. She was there and the way she looked at me I just couldn't stop. I shouldn't have, you are trying to make things right and I am just complicating things. I don't want to mess this up." She began to hyperventilate, unable to control her breathing.

Dominik would laugh if Nessa weren't in the middle of freaking out, things are moving faster than he expected. He grabs Nessa by the shoulders and takes a step back bending down to be eye level with her. "Princesa, respira!" He takes a deep breath to have her breathe with him and match it, getting her breathing under control. "The offer is out there for you to join us, you didn't do anything wrong. Like I said, we are happy with whatever you give us. She did not violate our boundaries kissing you, you did not mess anything up. Now stop worrying yourself sick." Dom orders, his voice stern worried about her.

Nessa's lips tremble and she wipes away the tears on her cheeks.

"I think tonight after dinner we all have the boundary discussion, it will help with whatever caused this panic." Dom places his hand on Nessa's cheek, using his thumb to stroke her cheek before pulling her into another hug. "Do you want to wait in my room or go back into your room?" He mutters into her hair and places a kiss there.

"I'll go back into my room Ducky, I don't want to freak out Demi." She answers, trying to pull away only for Dominik to tighten his grip.

"Princesa if you want to kiss any of us you can, with the exception of Finn, he wants to get to know you more but you know that. We will all talk once we are back here after dinner ok?" He rests his chin on the top of her head feeling her nod into his neck. He finally breaks his embrace and kisses her forehead before stepping back now that he is sure she has calmed down. "Are you ok Nes?" He asks, watching her chew her thumbnail and shift her weight back and forth.

"Yeah, sorry for freaking out Dom, I don't want to cause trouble between you guys. I like them, I like how the dynamic seems. I still love you." She admits quietly, glancing up at him through her eyelashes.

"That is very comforting to hear princesa, are you ok to go back in there now?" He asks her as he gestures to the door. Nessa nods and puts her hand on the handle.

"Thanks Dom." She smiles and tries to open the door only for it to not budge. Her face flushes realizing she left her key card in the room. She turns to face Dom wide-eyed, her face turning the shade of her hair.

He starts to laugh and leans forward knocking on the door. After a moment the door swings open to reveal Rhea looking relieved. "Everything ok?" Rhea asks, glancing between Dominik and Nessa.

Dominik gives a thumbs up behind Nessa's back reassuring Rhea that everything is fine and he mouths, "I'll tell you tonight."

Rhea nods and glances at Nessa who is still red in the face. "Bunny are you ok?" Rhea asks, wanting to hear it from her.

Nessa meets her gaze embarrassed, "Yeah just embarrassed" She mumbles and walks past Rhea into the room not seeing the quick exchange between Rhea and Dominik before she closes the door.

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Dominik re-enters the room he shares with the other men shaking his head unable to hide his laughter now Nessa is safely in her room. Damien comes out of the shower toweling his hair and looks at Dom curiously. "What happened?" Damien asks.

"Ness apparently called and he bolted out of the room to go to her. I don't know what it is about" Finn explains as Dominik catches his breath from laughing.

"She flipped out because she kissed Rhea and thought we would be mad at her or Rhea because she thought it was like cheating because she hasn't agreed to join us. It was adorable really..." Dominik chuckles again as he explains it, the smile unable to fall from his face.

"No fucking way!" Damien exclaims, his smile matching Dominiks.

"Rhea wants one on one time with her at dinner to talk," Finn reads from his phone and Damien begins pouting and resuming being broody because he wanted to spend more time with Nessa as a group.

"Yeah that's fair, we are having the boundary talk tonight after dinner," Dominik announces to the room shrugging his shoulders.

"Really, has she decided?" Finn asks, clothes in hand and heading towards the vacant bathroom.

"No, but it can't wait till she decides if she is going to be experimenting with the dynamic like she has started to," Dom answers and the other two nod in agreement.

"She is subconsciously aware of boundaries it seems and is trying to make sure she doesn't cross them. She really is an angel isn't she, you picked a good woman Dom." Damien praises and Dom blushes heading over to his outstretched arms where their lips meet in a heavy kiss.

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"Nessa, did I cross a line with you? I need you to be honest with me." Rhea smoothly moves over to where Nessa is standing and grabs her face like before.

"No, I just had a spiral because I felt like I made you cheat on them. I'm not part of the group like that and thought I crossed one of your boundaries. I kissed you, not the other way around." Nessa explains being unable to lie, especially with how Rhea is looking at and holding her.

"Yeah we are having that discussion tonight it can't be put off." Rhea kisses Nessa's forehead again before releasing her.

"That is what Dom said, I told him what happened." Nessa quietly admits.

"And what else did he say?" Rhea asks, Nessa mumbles and Rhea can't understand what she said. "I'm sorry I didn't catch that love," Rhea asks her to say it again.

"He almost laughed."

"He almost laughed because without knowing it you are already making sure to not cross boundaries that you don't even know are there. It is cute." Rhea explains a smile on her face as she applies her lipstick.

Nessa blushes more, "I don't want to make things more complicated or awkward. I keep making things awkward." Nessa just continues to word vomit and Rhea sighs affectionately.

"You don't make things awkward, you feel awkward, there is a difference. We want to make you feel comfortable. Like earlier you threw my arm around you. That felt natural for both of us, right?." Rhea explains and Nessa looks like a lightbulb went off above her head.

"Ooooohh!" She groans before burying her face in her hands and starts laughing.

"There she is, let's have that Nessa tonight." Rhea grabs one of Nessa's hands from her face and intertwines their fingers together and heads towards the door. They step into the hallway where the boys are waiting and they stop talking as they see Nessa and Rhea holding hands. Nessa tries to pull away in embarrassment but Rhea's grip tightens on her hand not letting go.

"We found a nice bar with a good menu that isn't too far from here." Damien states to the group, mainly for Nessa's sake.

"Who is going to be the DD?" Nessa asks and Finn raises his hand. "I'll be your non drinking buddy then." Nessa smiles, wanting to save herself from further embarrassment by not getting drunk in front of them yet.

"That's fine, you need to eat anyway. We don't plan to drink a lot tonight, love, we have a signing tomorrow morning and Raw on Monday." Damien explains standing and walking on the other side of Nessa as they all make their way to the car.

"Oh, where am I going to be during the signing?" Nessa asks as she wasn't told about having to be at any signing.

"You can hang with us near the tables or hang in the hotel room. It's up to you. Though I think it would be a good idea for you to come, Mariposa." Damien invites and throws his arm around Nessa's shoulder so she can't run ahead to beat him to the car.

"I told you you won't beat me to the car and I mean it, Mamita!" He leans down whispering in her ear as they approach the car. He adds on, "Dom told us what happened, it is perfectly fine. When we get back to the hotel tonight we are going to have the boundaries discussion" Damien opens the door for her to slide in the middle and he gets in after her, Rhea on the other side leaving FInn driving again and Dom in the passenger seat.

"Do you always drive Finn?" Nessa asks curiously, every time they have gone anywhere he has driven.

"Mostly yes, these idiots almost wreck because they get distracted by one thing or another." He explains glancing at her through the mirror and smiling.

The rest of the car ride to the bar passes comfortably, Dom cracks jokes and Rhea doesn't let go of Nessas hand the entire car ride, Damien resting his hand on Nessas thigh, his thumb rubbing gentle circles keeping the blush on her cheeks, and she doesn't stop him. Finn pulls into a parking spot near the bar. Damien gives Nessas thigh a squeeze before getting out of the car and holding the door open for her to get out. Rhea has other plans and keeps her grip on Nessa's hand as she gets out of the car, Nessa having no choice but to follow her. Damien goes broody, glaring at the pair as he closes the door.

"Now that's just rude..." He admonishes them.

"What, Dom Dom opened the door for me and I pulled Nessa out with me. I didn't see you standing there waiting for her." Rhea smirks at Damien who points at them frustrated and Nessa shrugs innocently and smiles.

"Come on, stop arguing I'm hungry" Finn complains, stomping his feet and Nessa can't help but laugh at his antics.

Rhea moves first pulling Nessa behind her their hands still connected, the boys walking with them as they enter the bar. Rhea takes Nessa up to the bar with the other three taking a booth near them. "So sweetheart, tell me about yourself. Dom Dom has been pretty tight lipped when it comes to you" Rhea asks, finally letting go of Nessa's hand to look at the menu.

"Uhh I don't know..." Nessa draws a blank having been put on the spot and still feeling the awkwardness from earlier.

"Like where are you from, what you like, stuff like that. You don't have to give your entire life story, Bunny." Rhea reaches down and squeezes Nessas thigh making a blush rise up her cheeks.

"Well, I moved to San Diego as a kid when my parents split. I met Dom in late 2018 by chance when I was floated to the ER and he was there with a family member. We started talking from there and found out we have a lot in common. I love the colors Red and Purple and my fav bands are Black Veil Brides, MCR, HIM, and Motionless in White, but I also like show tunes. Like Broadway musicals" Nessa rambles off, unable to stop once she starts talking about her favorite things getting very animated.Rhea rests her elbow on the bar and her chin on her hand just enjoying listening to Nessa open up. "Oh and Dom dressed up as the Phantom to surprise me at the hospital Halloween party." Nessa ends, trailing off realizing she spent the better part of five minutes talking about herself and not asking anything about Rhea. "Uh I'm sorry I got carried away." Nessa apologizes, rubbing the back of her neck. Rhea sighs, noticing this pattern with Nessa.

"Nessa, Sweetheart, Bunny, stop apologizing you aren't doing anything wrong. I was enjoying you joyfully telling me about yourself. Though you will have to show me pictures of the Halloween party." Rhea nudges Nessa, seeing her relax a little.

"Well, I saw you also like some of the same bands as me on your Insta. I've seen New Year's Day quite a few times as well as Motionless in White." Nessa states, Rhea nodding along.

"I do have a question for you." Nessa adds, the thought coming to her head after talking about Instagram and Rhea looks at her expecting her to just ask and not wait for permission. "Who watches those beautiful babies when you all rotate where you go on off days?" Nessa takes a sip of the tea she ordered.

"That would be some of my friends in Florida, though we do spend a lot of time in my house since it is bigger. Maybe you'll come down sometime." Rhea leaves the offer in the air.

"Yeah, maybe not the very next time I have to get my apartment in order and get someone to watch and keep it tidy." Nessa agrees, doing a little happy dance as her food is placed in front of her. "So I know the type of music you like, I saw your gear for 2020. Vegeta inspired. I love that. Used to watch Dragon ball z a lot as a kid though it wasn't my favorite." Nessa praises and Rhea fakes offense, placing her hand over her heart and gasps.

"The lack of taste aside from it not being your favorite, what was?"

"Digimon!" Nessa admits and starts laughing at the disgusted face Rhea made.

"I'm just kidding Bunny. Digimon is great too." Rhea sips the drink she ordered and lets out a little moan enjoying the taste. Nessa quirks up her eyebrow at the reaction and it is noticed by Rhea. "Here try it sweetheart." Rhea gently slides it over to Nessa who takes a sip and immediately regrets it. She scrunches up her face, sticks out her tongue and shakes her head to get rid of the taste. Rhea can't help but laugh and slaps the bar as Nessa pouts and chugs her tea to taste something better.

"What the hell is that?" Nessa sputters.

"That dear, is a negroni, what do you like to drink since you clearly don't like that?" Rhea asks, smiling at Nessa who pauses to think.

"Anything where I can't taste the alcohol or a nice Moscato, that's about it. I'm not a big drinker honestly." Nessa admits, shrugging and continuing to eat her food.

At the booth near the bar, the men glance over at Rhea and Nessa laughing and Finn speaks up, "Well that is interesting enough." He comments and the other two turn their attention to him.

"What is babe?" Damien asks, throwing his arm over Finn's shoulder and pulling him closer.

"It seems like Rhea will be bringing her into the dynamic instead of you or Dom." He answers and adds, "She lets Nessa call her Demi when normally she prefers Rhea, they are bonding quickly."

"That's because women's relationships are another ballgame papi, it gets intense and fast. I wouldn't be surprised if she just moves in with her one day. And honestly, they are going to trauma bond at some point too" Dom explains, staring wistfully at the bar where his Mami and Princesa are.

"Trauma bond over what exactly, Dominik?" Damien growls over the table, Dom glancing at him before staring at the table.

"Damo babe, it might be fairly obvious if you think about it now, stop drawing attention to yourself and eat!" Finn shimmies out from under his arm to get some space to eat.

"Hey, guys Mami is leaving the bar," Dominik points out and the three of them turn their attention to the now-alone Nessa.

"Let me go sit with her till Rhea is back-" Damien tries to nudge Finn out of the way.

"No can do luv, you are becoming overbearing. Give her some space, we are right here if anything happens." Finn doesn't budge.

"Come on Dom, back me up babe," Damien tells Dom who shakes his head.

"She is fine Luis calm down. You told me to give her space now you need to. Jesus you got wrapped around her finger worse than I did and we met in the ER." Dominik teases while keeping an eye out for Nessa.

"Oh hell no!" Damien growls seeing someone approach her and she leans back clearly uncomfortable.

"Tranquillo Papi, Mami is heading back, look. Let's see how this plays out." Dominik gestures to where Rhea was walking back towards where Nessa is sitting.

"Let me out of the booth Finn, I won't go over unless something happens, I just want to be ready." Damien orders and Finn shares a look with Dom. Communicating silently. Finn and Dom stand up in Unison, Damien getting up and standing between them his arms crossed clenching his jaw.

They watch as Rhea approaches and stands behind the man making Nessa uncomfortable. Damien grunts as he sees Nessa tell him she is not interested and turns her head away trying to create distance. Together they jump into action when the man grabs Nessa's bicep trying to pull her close to him. Rhea grabs his forearm and yanks it off and twists it behind him slamming his head onto the bar.

Dominik goes to Nessa, gently guiding her off of the bar stool and behind him creating distance from the altercation as Finn tries to pull Rhea off as she yells at the man for putting hands on Nessa. Damien glares down Finn who is standing between him and Rhea holding the guy down on the bar who is fighting to get out of her grip.

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" I have to go to the bathroom, will you be ok for a few minutes?" Rhea asks, patting Nessa's knee as she gets off her bar stool.

"I'm not a helpless little kid Rhea, go take care of business," Nessa rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out playfully, Rhea doing the same while walking away. Nessa goes back to eating, feeling miles more comfortable than she did when they arrived. She jumps slightly when there is a tap on her shoulder. She turns to see who tapped her and it is someone she doesn't know.

"Hi, I'm sorry to disturb you but I wanted to shoot my shot and ask for your number, gorgeous."

"Oh, I'm flattered but I'm actually here with someone." Nessa tries to gently turn him down but he steps closer leaning against the bar and she leans back trying to get some space.

"That doesn't matter baby, you need a man, not a woman that looks like a man."

"First of all I am not interested. Second, you didn't even ask my name and, third, she is one of the most gorgeous women I have ever seen let alone met. I should be so lucky if she wants me. Now go and leave me alone." Nessa firmly shuts him down seeing Rhea come up behind him. Thinking it was over she turns to face forward ignoring his attempts to continue talking.

She isn't shocked when he grabs her bicep trying to make her look at him, she is however surprised by the force which his arm is ripped off her body and his head getting slammed on the counter. She gets almost dizzy at how fast things move, with Dom pulling her off the stool and pushing her behind him, Rhea yelling at the guy who grabbed her and Finn standing between Damien and Rhea and the guy trying to meditate even though he is also furious.

"Don't even breathe in her direction again or I will end you!" Rhea threatens her lips close to his ear, the guy shaking as she lowers her voice and continues,

"I heard what you said, you aren't man enough for her or any woman. I may look like a man but I pulled her and you couldn't." Nessa sees the pain in Rhea's eyes as she twists what he told Nessa.

"Hey It's ok, I'm ok! " Nessa gets their attention as security comes up and pulls Rhea off of him.

"Hey, she was just protecting me, he wouldn't take no for an answer and grabbed me." Nessa explains to security.

"We understand but there is a zero tolerance policy so we are going to have to ask you to leave or we will call the cops." The guard says and starts ushering them towards the door. Nessa instinctually reaches for Dom's hand needing to feel grounded.

"Well, at least we got free food from it!" Finn jokes and Damien gives him a shove, both of them chuckling.

"Hey Demi!" Nessa calls out and holds out her free hand for Rhea to grab.

"You don't look like a man, you are gorgeous don't let that asshole get to you." Nessa squeezes Rhea's hand trying to comfort her. Rhea smiles down at Nessa sadly.

"Thank you ,Bunny!" Rhea raises their intertwined hands to her lips and places a gentle kiss on them.

"Mariposa, are you sure you are alright?" Damien asks.

Nessa glances back at him before answering, "Yeah it's not the first time something like that happened. I just tend to not go out. Once Dom asked me out there was no need to and well let's just leave it at that." She explains and Damien clenches his jaw and fists, Finn has a similar expression on his face.

The ride back to the hotel was quiet the mood almost suffocating. Nessa in the back seat between Dominik and Rhea. Rhea's hand in Nessa's again, this time Nessa rubbing soothing circles to the top of Rhea's hand. Dominik resting his knee against Nessa's just for her to be able to grab to gound herself if she needs it.

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Damien opens the hotel room door letting Nessa and Rhea enter first, the rest of them filing in after and plopping down on various surfaces. Dominik sits in the armchair in the corner of the room and Nessa goes and sits on the arm next to him. Knowing he can help with the conversation that is about to come. Nessa clears her throat, "So, Demi said we would talk about boundaries tonight, but with what just happened maybe we should postpone it at least till we are not so upset." Nessa offers while fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.

Dominik reaches up and grabs her hand before answering, "I think that conversation can't be put off, Nes..." and the rest of them nod in agreement.

"Let's start with you Bunny, what are your boundaries, how can we help you feel more comfortable?" Rhea asks and Nessa bites her lip trying to think of her answer.

"I need honesty, total honesty and open communication. I can't do lies and manipulation again." Dom squeezes Nessa's hand for comfort as she answers.

"Reasonable but mariposa I know there is more, what else?" Damien softly asks. Nessa looks around the room like she is trying to find the answer.

"She has touch aversion, so don't sneak up on her from behind and grab her." Dominik adds and Nessa looks at him with appreciation.

"I have no problem with y'all opening doors, but I am not an invalid let me do it sometimes and occasionally carry my own bags. I need to feel useful please. Also I don't want to seem or feel financially dependent on you. Let me buy my own things.. I .. I can't just ... please." Nessa rambles leaning against Dom's shoulder a little, their hands still interlocked together.

"Ok, those are fair and I agree to those." Finn speaks first, the rest chiming in agreement.

"For us there is a laundry list as a group and each of us has our own that tie into the group list. Yours does as well Bunny." Rhea explains leaning forward on her knees, her hands clasped in front of her.

"Well what are they?" Nessa asks, looking at each of them.

"First is what I have told you. Communicate, always, what you feel, if you are uncomfortable with something, what you like, stuff like this conversation." Rhea answers her smiling.

Damien chimes in after, "Birth control is a must, either condoms or birth control for Rhea and you if you join. We do want kids in the future and that has to be discussed beforehand." Nessa nods and glances at Dominik who gives her a calming smile and she squeezes his hand in thanks.

"What if it fails?" Nessa asks all too aware of how these things fail.

"That is a bridge that is crossed if we get to it. We have no say in what you do to your body but would like to at least be involved with the discussion." Finn answers kindly knowing she means the question honestly and not in an attempt of anything nefarious.

"On the subject of birth control I think sex with you Nessa is off the table until you agree to join us. Kissing and cuddling and little touches here and there are fine but full on sexual contact should not happen. It would complicate things unnecessarily." Dominik offers up to the room.

"Yeah I think that is a good Idea." Nessa agrees, using her free hand to rub down the thigh of her pants. Dominik notices and calls for Finn.

"Hey Finn, could you grab from my luggage the bag of gummy bears." Finn stares confused for a second until he sees Dominik's eyes flicker to Nessa. Finn nods and quickly retrieves it, handing the bag to Nessa instead of Dominik.

"Thank you." Nessa thanks him shyly and takes the bag, popping a few in her mouth and chewing.

Damien smiles at how adorable Nessa is when she is being shy and continues, "Speaking of sex, Finn is Demisexual as I told you so no sexual physical contact unless you have asked and he verbally consents or he initiates it himself. Finn will let you know when he is comfortable with his sexual attraction with you, and he will be very vocal as to how he would like his attraction to be displayed, right babe?"

"Thank you Luis for explaining that let me just add something, some romantic gestures are ok though, I can see physical contact is a love language for you, especially having touch aversion so if you would like contact like that from me do not be embarrassed to ask any of us once you trust us enough. You are a very sweet woman and I would like to get to know you better." Finn adds on to what Damien explained.

"Also Nessa, we openly discuss kinks, that can be a conversation for later once you are settled but this can't work if needs aren't being met so there will be a kink negotiation later on if you join us." Dominik explains and grabs some of the gummy bears.

"We are vocal about our needs so they get met and we try to meet each other's needs to the best of our ability. To be attentive to those needs. So you'll need to voice your needs both sexual and otherwise so we can better take care of you and you of us Bunny." Rhea explains going over and sitting on the floor next to the armchair and resting her head on Nessa's leg that is hanging down.

"I don't do well with being yelled at, ever so if you are upset with me talk don't yell, I understand things get heated and voices raise but never full-out yell." Nessa throws out there, the thought coming to mind.

"Oh yes, that reminds me, when those disagreements happen we don't tell eachother what to feel. We let them feel it and express themselves so long as it is not disrespecting the other boundaries." Rhea mentions, looking up towards Nessa

"You mentioned paying for yourself love, when it comes to food the men pay. We insist. However, your bills, things you want is all you, love, unless we want to give you a treat. You do not need to worry about being financially dependent on any of us. That is how it is with all of us." Finn reassures Nessa's worry from earlier.

"Now sometimes a boundary is crossed accidentally, when that happens we discuss how and why it happened so it doesn't happen again. For the most part. If a safe word is called for whatever reason it is respected that is non-negotiable. That boundary is resolute, is sacrosanct." Damien explains firmly and they all nod along agreeing. Nessa tenses up and shoves some more gummy bears in her mouth trying to force away the memory fighting to the surface of her mind.

"Nessa, can I ask why you have some touch aversion? I understand you have a history of childhood abuse but there is more isn't there?" Damien tries to gently ask quickly adding on, "I ask only because we want to avoid triggers for you and we can't avoid what we don't know."

"Uh, there is always something more. I honestly don't know a single woman who doesn't have similar experiences. It is entirely too common to have that kind of trauma." Nessa circles around the answer. Rhea leans back off Nessa's lap and looks up at her sadly while trying to not get angry at what she has been through and clenches her fist, digging her nails into her palm. She gets up off her spot on the floor and starts pacing around the room.

"Sadly, love, it is and I am sorry for the traumas you have experienced, but will you at least tell us your triggers so we don't cause an episode accidentally?" Finn tries to gently coax it out of her.

Dominik gently tugs her arm to get her attention, "Do you need me to hold you?" He mouths and she nods her head. He gently pulls her into his lap and wraps his arms around her waist as she finishes off the bag of gummy bears shoving the last handful in her mouth to delay having to answer. "Corazon, do you want me to tell them so you don't have to?" Dominik whispers in her ear and she nods trying to keep herself from tearing up from the stress. "Just say your safeword if it becomes too much ok?" Dominik looks her in the eyes and waits until she nods in acknowledgment. He kisses the side of her head before sighing, trying to find the right words. He eyes Damien knowing how he is going to react and tries to communicate silently that he needs to remain calm.

"Nessa's relationship before me, it wasn't easy on her. When I first met her she was still so messed up from him. He alienated her from her family, refused to let her have her own money, made sure she had to rely completely on him, he didn't respect her boundaries and pushed her too far physically, emotionally, mentally, and sexually. He shattered everything bright and warm about her, and he enjoyed doing it. When Nessa tried to speak up in the early days, he put hands on her, abused her, and did everything in his power to make her feel like he was the only one who could love her. It wasn't until..." Dominik pauses when he feels Nessa twitch a bit.

"Yellow," Nessa whispers, gripping the bottom of his shirt which makes him turn his attention solely to her.

"Yellow, ok Nes, was what I was about to say yellow or are we done for the night." He asks, holding her tighter.

"Don't tell that, please. Not yet." She glances at the others in the room, Finn sitting on one of the beds clenching and unclenching his fists, Damien and Rhea pacing around the room clearly upset with the information they just learned.

"Ok, do you want me to tell anymore or is that enough." He asks, resting his head against hers.

"Tell them the triggers... that is enough of the past." Nessa answers, keeping her grip on his shirt.

"What are they, Dom?" Finn asks calmly in comparison to the anger and heat radiating from Damien and Rhea as they pace about the room.

"Yelling in anger, lashing out like punching a wall in anger or frustration, sneaking up behind her and grabbing her, certain body sprays, throwing things. Stuff like that..." Dominik answers, gently swaying Nessa back and forth in the chair. Nessa lets out a shaky breath.

"Who is he? What's his name?" Rhea asks, her voice deep and steeped with anger, stepping closer but stopping when she sees the look on Nessa's face. Rhea takes a moment and takes a deep breath and a step back and changes gears. "Are you ok Bunny?" Rhea asks much calmer than a moment before. Nessa bites her bottom lip but nods, not trusting her voice. Nessa glances over at Damien who is pacing angrily, ranting off in Spanish increasingly getting louder. Rhea focuses on Nessa while Finn goes over to Damien and stops him pacing by placing a hand on his chest.

"Damien take a walk." Finn tells him, trying to get Nessa the space she needs from the angry energy. Damien tries to step forward towards Nessa who buries her face in Dominiks neck.

"Rutabaga." she whispers to him. Rhea looks to Dom curious. He mouths safeword and Rhea springs into action. She goes over to where Finn has blocked Damien.

"Luis go take a walk and calm down, Nessa is done for the night." She orders, giving a little explanation.

"What do you mean she is done for the night?" He asks a little too harshly, voice still pitched dangerously low.

"She said her safeword, you need to step out and give her space." Rhea orders. Damien looks towards where Nessa is still in Dominiks lap and huffs storming out the room, the door closing roughly behind him. Nessa jumps at the sound of the door slamming.

"What does she need Dom Dom," Rhea asks kneeling in front of them, Finn standing beside the chair they are seated in. Dominik rubs up and down Nessa's arm.

"She needs to ground herself, she is embarrassed and the anger in the room deeply unsettled her. Can we have some time alone? She doesn't like others to be around when she does her grounding." Dominik explains, asking for privacy for Nessa.

"Yeah of course, Let us know if she or you need anything." Finn answers gesturing for Rhea to get up and leave with him. Rhea stays in that position for a moment, giving Nessa's knee a gentle squeeze and stands up. Kissing Nessa's forehead and then Dominik before following Finn out the door.

"Ok princesa, deep breaths and tell me 5 things you hear." He coaxes.

"Your heartbeat, the cars outside, the shower running in the next room, electricity humming and you tapping your foot on the floor," She lists off, playing with the hem of his shirt.

"Good, now 4 things you see," he guides and she looks around the room

"The god ugly carpet, clothes everywhere, the tattoos on your knuckles and the empty bag of gummybears on the floor." Her breathing begins to even out as she lists off the things.

"Ok amor, now 3 things you can touch from where you are?" He asks, his head still leaning against hers. She places the hand he isn't holding on top of their intertwined fingers.

"You, the arm of the couch..." She touches the couch and then grabs a strand of his hair, "Your hair." He leans his head back to smile at her.

"Perfect, now deep breath." He takes one to have her do the same and instructs, "Two things you can smell?"

"Your cologne, and your stank ass breath." She smiles, feeling a little calmer and taking a dig at him.

His chest shakes as he laughs, "And now one thing you taste" He finishes the list.

Nessa smacks her lips exaggeratedly, "The aftertaste of the gummy bears that clearly were expired..." She begins to joke and kisses Dominiks cheek.

"Thank you ducky." Nessa leans back on his shoulder and he rubs circles on her palm.

"Anytime Nes, you know I am here for you no matter what?" He promises before wrapping his arms around her again and just holding her to his chest. Just grateful she has forgiven him and proud of how strong she is and how far she has come in her healing.

"I am proud of how far you have come, Nes. I know it isn't easy for you and I am so proud you were able to let them know what happened and that you were so open." He kisses the top of her head that he can reach at that angle. She just hums into his neck clearly not having the energy to respond. "Do you want to go lay down Nes?" He asks and feels her nod against him. He huffs in amusement and tightens his arms when she tries to get up.

"Dom let me up so I can go to my room." She whines and he laughs.

"You want me to carry you?" He offers, maintaining his grip on her.

"No Dom that is fine I want to walk, I need to walk please." She asks quieter this time but confident still. He releases his grip and allows her to slide off his lap. He stands up once Nessa is settled on her feet and holds out his hand for her which she immediately takes. They cross the hallway and she slides her keycard and lets Dominik open the door. They walk in to see Rhea and Finn sitting on the edge of Rhea's bed, Damien on the edge of Nessa's bed facing the other two and they are discussing what they just learned. Finn is the first to notice Nessa and Dom enter the room and hold up his hand to stop the conversation.

" Are you ok, love?" Finn asks and Damien whips his head around to look at Nessa, guilt evident on his face. She nods and leans against Dom and squeezes his hand.

"Yeah, I'm just tired and want to lay down. It is getting kind of late and I just want to sleep." Nessa admits, making her way towards the bed, eyeing the comforter and pillows that look ready to comfort her.

"Hey Bunny, Luis wants to talk to you real quick. Would that be ok or do you want to wait until tomorrow?" Rhea asks, one hundred percent for Damien, who is still perched on the edge of Nessa's bed averting his gaze.

"Uh..Yeah...sure. Just give me a minute please." Nessa shrugs, dropping Dominik's hand and going over to her luggage and pulling out a change of clothes for bed. She disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes and comes back out in a pair of Bailey Sarian shorts and one of Dom's old long sleeve shirts, the sleeves going past her hands, the ends gripped in her hands making sweater paws making her appear even more adorable to the people in the room.

"Oh that's where that shirt went, I was looking for it. I know it used to be your favorite, glad to see it is still your favorite!" Dominik breaks the silence that fell over the room and Rhea snorts trying to hide her laughter. Dom glances at the newer tattos that are on Nessa's thighs he has never seen before but he knows what is under them. Nessa blushes at being caught with the shirt she stole before he broke up with her.

"That is the cutest shit ever." Rhea leans against Finn and continues, "Do you want us to stay with you for a bit, or are you ok being alone with Damien?"

"You can stay, It's your room too, but If Luis wants you to go that's fine..." Nessa gives the decision to Damien who looks appreciative of the option and that she is giving him a bit of control.

"They can stay, after I say what I need to... we will go to our room and leave you be, to sleep" Damien decides and scoots down the bed to give Nessa as much space as she wants. She walks over to where Rhea and Finn are sitting.

"Can I sit here?" She asks, gripping the sleeves tightly. Rhea and Finn scoot over and make space for her so she is directly across from Damien. He leans forward and reaches out with a hand palms up, hoping she would grab it. Nessa eyes it for a moment before gently grabbing it.

"Nessa, my Mariposa, it was not my intention for my earlier anger to trigger you, it was not anger at you, it was anger at someone who dared hurt you, I don't like the thought of anyone, especially you who I already feel deeply connected to, being hurt in anyway, shape or form..." He explains, scooting closer to the edge of the bed. Nessa doesn't scoot away like she did earlier.

"Thank you. I know it was not anger directed at me and I know you did not mean to trigger me. It happens and sometimes I can't control it. You have been nothing but kind and understanding to me from the moment we met at Wrestlemania." Nessa squeezes his hand trying to also reassure him as he is with her.

"I will work on controlling my reactions in anger so that it does not happen again. I don't ever want to make you feel like that again." He promises, clasping her hand between both of his. Nessa gives him a soft smile now she is feeling more grounded.

"Thank you Luis, that... that means a lot to me, all of it. There is a lot to process and recover from tonight though. I would very much like to go to bed now." Nessa tells him and pulls back her hand, resting both hands on her lap. Damien stands up, trying to appear smaller to mitigate the risk of retriggering her. Nessa stands up too and moves out from between the bed. Damien stands there awkwardly, his arms semi held out for a hug, giving the choice to Nessa for the physical touch.

"I... I don't think I can ... right now Luis. I'm sorry..." Nessa fidgets with the sleeves of her sleepshirt and glances towards Dominik who immediately comes to her side and rubs her back calmingly.

"I... uh... goodnight mariposa," He sighs and deflates, turning to leave, Finn and Dom move to follow him.

Rhea looks carefully at Nessa, "I can sleep in the boys room with Damien and Finn if you need me to, Nessa." Rhea offers, trying to give her more space if she needs it. Nessa shakes her head as she slides into her bed.

"No, no, Demi. It's your room too... please stay... only if you want to though. I know you might want to check on Luis to see if he is ok." Nessa begins to ask Rhea to stay only to contradict herself so as to not seem needy.

"No, yeah, I'll stay Bunny. If you need anything let me know ok. I am serious, I know it was rough tonight." Rhea agrees to stay, letting Nessa know she is available for whatever she needs.

"Thank you Demi," Nessa rolls over and curls into herself under the blankets, and stares at the wall. Eventually, Rhea turns off the light and gets into her own bed. Try as she might Nessa can't go to sleep even when Rhea is peacefully snoring in the bed next to her she can't get to sleep. Her mind won't shut off from the day's events, she is physically tired but just can't sleep.

Nessa tosses and turns trying to get some sort of comfort so she can sleep, trying to keep quiet so as to not wake up Rhea, not wanting to worry her even more than she already is. Nessa gets increasingly frustrated and huffs. She lays on her back contemplating what she thinks she needs, or if she should ask.

Nessa gives in after a minute and grabs her phone texting Dominik, "I need you Ducky," Nessa hits send, knowing he will know exactly what she needs. Not even two minutes later Dominik uses the spare keycard from Finn to open the door, something crinkling in his hand. Nessa scoots up the bed and sits up against the headboard as Dominik uses his phone screen as a flashlight to make his way to the bed. He gets in under the covers and hands her the package, his phone still acting as a flashlight.

Nessa sees it is a pack of Oreos and she fights not to squeal as she opens the package and tosses one into her mouth and leans against Dom. He just sits there next to her silently, one arm around her shoulder as she eats the cookies trying to remain quiet. Nessa freezes a cookie halfway to her mouth when she hears Rhea rustling in the other bed.

"Nes, are you ok?" Rhea asks, her voice groggy.

Nessa sheepishly puts another cookie in her mouth and starts chewing, not answering at first.

"Yeah she is ok, just needs to destress a bit. She couldn't sleep." Dominik answers, gently using his thumb to stroke Nessa's shoulder as she eats another Oreo. Rhea gets out of her bed and squeezes into the other side of the bed and grabs an Oreo and eats it. The trio have no need for conversation, they are comfortably quiet together cuddling on Nessa's bed while she eats her stress, Rhea stealing a cookie every once in a while.

They remain like that, eventually passing out in a pile of cuddles and crumbled-up Oreos.

#rhea ripley fanfiction #dominik mysterio fanfiction #damian priest fanfic #finn balor fanfiction #poly judgement day #the judgment day fanfic

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p0ssywhippedcream · 2 years ago

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i’m not entirely sure how ticket time works so let me know if i’ve done this wrong. could i please request a fic where reader (preferably male or gn) is having a sleepover with Near (Death Note)? perhaps with some blanket forts, snacks, cuddles, plushies, etc. thank you sm!!

Hi friend! Yeah this is how it works, you just send in a request and if it follows my blog rules which are in my pinned post, I’ll write it! I’m gonna make this one gn so more people can read it any enjoy, thank you so much for the ask! <33

“Are you sure this is something you want to do?”

“Near,” You laughed airily, “You said we could have one night to do anything I wanted to do. I want a sleepover, what could go wrong?

“Do I have to wear this though?” He cocked an eyebrow and gestured towards his outfit.

Okay so maybe making him wear an arctic fox onesie was a little much but it was seriously adorable and besides, he needed to match you. Your brown bear onesie needed company.

“Absolutely!” You declared, “These are traditional sleepover outfits. Now, what to do first…”

You produced the sleepover list Near had made you write. He wanted you to write down all the things you were going to do tonight.

SELEPOVER LIST!!!

1. Onesies prolly

2. Pillow fight

3. Snacks/desserts deserts

4. Blancket fort

5. MONOPOLIE!!

“Uh, so… blanket fort next?” You asked.

Near leaned over to look at the list. “Why did you put a C in blanket?”

You groaned, “I’m bad at spelling, don’t bring it up.”

“You spelled Monopoly with an I and a E… and you spelled dessert instead of desert.”

“Oh my god, shut up please.” You stood up and left the room only to return with a plethora of pillows, stuffed animals and blankets.

“Okay, have you ever built a pillow fort before?” You asked and chucked a pillow out him, he dodged but got hit square in the face with a panda PillowPet.

“No, never,” He adorably glared at the panda, “How do we do it?”

“I think it’s best if you just watch and follow along.” He nodded and you began stacking pillows, finding chairs and throwing blankets on top of them. Eventually the center of the room was a mountain of colorful cloth and chairs that you and Near admired.

You smiled and grabbed his hand, lifting up one part of blanket and crawling inside. You dropped his hand halfway in and made it entirely inside as he tried to follow you. He bumped a chair and suddenly the entire fort collapsed on top of you.

Laughing and pushing through the blankets in an attempt to move them out of the way, Near’s face appeared in front of you holding a pillow sheepishly.

“Sorry…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay!” You chuckled and shoved a Squish-mallow off your lap. “ What do you want to do next?”

Very quickly you had moved on to the pillow fight. It only lasted a little while because poor skinny Near was not good with exercise and he kept getting pummeled in the face and falling over.

Next you played Monopoly and of course Near was going to win. He was fantastic at the game. Then you convinced him to turn around because there was something he had to see. Near couldn’t figure out how suddenly you had triple the amount of money you used to. He didn’t realize cheating was an option.

Finally you moved onto the snack portion. One failed, burnt cake and a quick Target trip later and you had enough Sour Patch Kids to kill an elephant.

Lazing on the pillow and candy covered floor, you watched an old movie together and munched on Oreos.

“That was worth it, I suppose.” Near said.

“You’re glad you gave me a night of your life instead of working like you always do? I’m honored.” You said sarcastically.

“Yeah… It was nice…” He gave you a small smile and you gave him one back.

“Good. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. We could do it again sometime.”

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drvirgus · 9 months ago

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The life you dreamed of

(Series)

Description: Y/n a K-pop Idol of the 5-Member Group Moonlight. But what happens when she falls in Love? How exactly is her life as an Idol and why did she become one?

Idol! Yeji X Idol! Reader

Warnings: Mention of Bullying and Suicide, curse words

Chapter 24:

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Smiling, I looked once again into my phone camera. As usual, I was seated on my gaming chair, AirPods in my ears, and a cup of coffee in hand. I placed the cup on the desk. Legs crossed, this time I was wearing just a hoodie with the imprint of a game called Persona 5. Below, I had on my pajama pants.

"Hello and welcome back to what will Y/n do in her live this time?" I playfully said, laughing a bit awkwardly. A small sigh escaped my throat. "So, I've mentioned this several times, but I really hate doing lives alone. You guys understand that, right?" I asked as I scratched the back of my head.

"For one, there's the language barrier, although I try to speak both Korean and English. It doesn't always work, unfortunately," I said as I started to hum a bit. "Of course, I think about what exactly I should do or say before starting the live. But in my opinion, my stories are really boring," I laughed.

I tied my hair back again since it had gotten a bit longer, falling over my shoulders. They were still short, but hey, at least longer than before, which honestly bothered me.

"I've really been thinking about going to the hairdresser again. My hair has gotten a bit longer, and that's why I want to cut it. You might not know, as you probably never really saw me with long hair, but long hair really doesn't suit me at all," I said, laughing lightly. My hand wrapped around the cup again, and I took a sip.

"Also, I'm considering dyeing my hair. Not my whole hair, but... hm... rather these Oreo hairs. Like Jennie-Sunbaenim, Ryujin Unnie or Yeji. So just a few strands. The only question is, in which color? I've honestly thought about doing it in purple. What would you guys recommend?" I asked, interested, looking at the many comments.

I'm living for the idea of Oreo hair on you, just like Yeji! 😍 Please make it happen!

Your stories are never dull, Y/n! We genuinely enjoy every moment of your lives! 💖

Your lives are boring because you're boring. No amount of hair dye can fix that. 🙄

Channeling Jennie's vibes? Yes, please! Can't wait to see the transformation. 🌈

Your slightly awkward lives are what make them charming! Keep being your authentic self! 😊

You think you're unique with Oreo hair? More like a wannabe trend follower

What actually happened to the rumors? What happened with Noh Jeong-yang?

My eyes were glued to a particular comment. Almost immediately, I licked my lips. As more comments about the topic started pouring in, I took a deep breath and put on a smile, shaking my head slightly.

"Noh Jeong-Yang. She was charged and lost the court case. That's all I can say about it. I haven't personally met her, and we have no contact with each other. To be honest, I want to nip this topic in the bud. I don't want Wooyeon-ah to be dragged through the mud, and I don't want any haters to speak ill of Wooyeon," I said a bit more seriously. My smile faded as I took another deep breath.

"I don't want to sound rude or attack anyone. But Wooyeon was my best friend. After seeing people making fun of the death of Taehyung-Sunbaenim's grandma, I don't want the same to happen to Wooyeon. So, I won't be saying anything more about this topic in the future. I apologize to the fans who are genuinely concerned and sincerely hope you understand," I added, bowing slightly.

Y/n, your honesty and openness with us fans is what makes you so special. We appreciate you keeping us in the loop about your life. Can't wait to see the new hairstyle! 💇‍♀️💖

Y/n, you're just attention-seeking. Your so-called 'best friend' drama is just a stunt for publicity. 🙄

If there's a kissing scene, I'm placing my bets on Y/n and Kim Tae-ri. Sorry, not sorry! 💋 #ShipSailing

Y/n, if you dye your hair, make sure to match it with your gaming chair. Aesthetic matters! 😂💁‍♀️

Y/n trying to answer rumors like a pro! Meanwhile, I can't even decide what to eat for dinner. 😂👏

Okay, but can we talk about the chemistry between Y/n and Kim Tae-ri in the drama? 🔥 Ship sailing smoothly! 🚢

Sending virtual hugs, Y/n! We're here for you no matter what. Stay strong! 💪💕

Who else is low-key hoping for a 'Jennie Oreo' hair reveal on the next live? I can already imagine Yeji being totally heart-eyed! 😍 #YeYnForever

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Astonished and with my mouth wide open, I stared at my sunbae on the stage. JYP was singing "Sweet Dreams." My mouth seemed to refuse to close. Until someone nudged me. Immediately, my mouth snapped shut, and I looked to my left. Almost instantly, I jolted back in shock.

That... That... That was... That was... PARK BO-YOUNG!!!!!!!!

My breath caught, and I immediately ignored my sunbae's performance. Newjeans had already drained all my energy as I loudly sang along to every single song. But now, my eyes were fixed on the actress next to me.

"I love you," I said, and the woman next to me heard it, causing her to look at me in surprise. Embarrassed, I felt my cheeks visibly heat up. I laughed nervously and bowed once as an apology. "I mean... uh... I know you. No, well... Um... I like you. Not romantically, I mean... Acting! Yes. You, uh..."

Bo-Young giggled at my clear stumbling and grinned happily. The older woman bowed in return as a thank you, but I ended up bowing almost three times as deep. My heartbeat quickened as the woman immediately started a conversation with me. Apparently, she knew me too!!!

Now I could die happily!

However, it didn't take long to hear that when Newjeans and JYP performed, cameras were pointed at us. Almost immediately, each of us gasped for air. I mean, everyone knew how to pose, even if you couldn't control it. Hey... at least I tried to clap.

But... this makeup... why did it remind me of Jackson Wang? Of course, only the kind ordered on Shein...

And this dress. It was beautiful.

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Y/n and the actors looked like they just stepped out of a K-drama, and there's JYP, stepping out of our nightmares. 😅

Newjeans: 🌟 Y/n: 🌟 Bo-Young: 🌟 JYP: 👻

I love how Y/n and the actors were all graceful, and there's JYP, the embodiment of chaotic energy. 🤣

Newjeans got us vibing like proud parents, and then JYP came on, and suddenly we're all sending each other therapy bills. 🤦‍♂️

I swear, during JYP's performance, we all collectively forgot how to breathe. Is that part of the concert experience?

Y/n trying to handle the shock of seeing Park Bo-Young is all of us handling the shock of JYP's unexpected serenade. 💔😂

Does he have a humiliation Kink? Everytime i see him he does something like that

"Look at this. They're roasting JYP so hard," I said, laughing as I glanced over at Yeji beside me. The redhead slowly opened her eyes. My smile faded, and I lifted my head from her chest. "Oh, sorry, baby. You're right. It's late," I said with a slight smile.

Yeji mumbled something and looked at the clock. Almost immediately, her forehead furrowed. "It's only 7 PM," the older one said, yawning. I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders. Yeji pulled me back into her arms.

"Yeah, you're right. We have an early appointment at the hair salon tomorrow. A bit of sleep won't hurt, huh?" Yeji sighed softly. Amused, I snorted. My arms wrapped around the taller woman. The blanket was warm and heavy, making it easy to relax.

Yeji was the first of us to fall asleep. My smile grew as I observed the sleeping face of my girlfriend. My heartbeat pounded in my throat. It was unbelievable that I still felt so excited...

"Goodnight, baby."

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Smiling, I stepped out of my manager's van, Yuna closely behind me. I extended my arm to the woman behind me, which she promptly took. After all, she was wearing high heels. Yuna looked at me with a smile. "It feels like we're going to an American prom," Yuna said, laughing lightly. I couldn't help but laugh too.

Since we arrived, photos of us had been taken repeatedly. I smiled into the cameras. Yuna still clung to my arm as we slowly entered the building. I led Yuna, and of course, myself, to one of the tables. Yuna's mouth opened in surprise, and she automatically moved closer to me.

"Oh God... Is this a VIP party? I know almost everyone here," Yuna exclaimed. She squeaked a bit when she gripped my arm tighter. Wincing in pain, I hissed, "Calm down first. Let's find our table first. Which letter do you have?" I asked, and Yuna looked at me. She let go of my arm, "J," she replied, and my eyebrows almost shot up.

"Oh. Are we not sitting together?" I asked, and Yuna also looked surprised. Sighing, I smiled nervously. God, I hated sitting next to strangers...

I immediately extended my arm to the younger one, which she promptly took. Slowly but surely, we strolled to her table. On the way there, we casually greeted everyone. Orange hair immediately caught my eye, and my mouth opened. Yuna grinned widely and immediately sat down next to my girlfriend.

"Yuna, let's switch," I immediately suggested. A nervous smile on my lips. "No. You spent time with her yesterday and this morning! Now it's my turn," the younger one said, laughing. Yeji also laughed, so I looked at her. A small smile on my lips.

"Hey, sexy. Nice hairstyle," I said, winking, which made Yeji laugh even more. She licked her lips once, "I could say the same to you," Yeji replied with a small grin on her face. But my eyes fell on her outfit, and I gasped. Almost automatically, my hand landed on the table as I leaned slightly towards the person sitting.

"Hwang Yeji. Do you want to send me to the grave?" I asked, making Yeji tilt her head, grinning broadly. A laugh escaped her, which she tried to cover with her hand. "So? Do you?" I asked teasingly once again. However, Yeji stopped smiling, her fingers around my elbow as she looked deep into my eyes.

"Not yet. It's way too early. Not until you become a Hwang as well," the older one replied, leaving me speechless. My heart threatened to jump out of my chest, and my entire face turned bright red. "Oh. Are you blushing?" she asked in a deep and sexy tone.

"Yeji-ah," I complained a bit louder, which only made Yeji laugh even more. Goosebumps ran over my entire body, and I straightened up again. "Move. That's my seat," I heard someone say to Yuna, and I had to start smiling.

Ryujin also smiled at me as Yuna looked at her with her mouth open. "I'm table J," Yuna replied, but Ryujin shook her head. She pointed to another table. "There's your seat," the older one said, and almost immediately, Yuna pouted. "Oh, come on... I never get to see Yeji-Unnie," the younger one complained as she slowly stood up from her seat.

But my eyes returned to Yeji, and I smiled. "I should find my seat now. Shall we go home together?" I asked, and the older one nodded immediately. I nodded as well and sent her an air kiss as quickly as possible, then disappeared from her table.

When I finally found the letter of my table, I sat down immediately. I felt someone hit me with a bag, so I looked at the person next to me with enlarged eyes. It was Karina from Aespa.

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" the older woman asked, and almost immediately, her hand landed on the back of my head. Nervously, I laughed and waved it off, "It's okay. It honestly just surprised me a bit," I replied as calmly as possible. The woman next to me sighed in relief and sat down.

Next to her was Namjoon from BTS, which honestly made me nervous. Immediately, I grabbed my champagne glass and took a big sip. Immediately, I heard Namjoon chuckle. He also held a glass, occasionally taking a sip from it. "Let me guess," he said, humming. His eyes on Karina and me.

"Extroverted?" he asked, pointing at Karina. "And you're probably introverted," the older man said, causing my mouth to open slightly. Karina immediately agreed, while my eyes narrowed a bit, but I started to nervously laugh at the same time. "Um... how did you figure that out?" I asked, and Namjoon laughed again.

"You're clutching your glass as if your life depends on it," he replied, making me blush even more. Karina now looked at me with a smile, "What percentage?" she asked interestedly. Clearing my throat, I placed my glass on the table and looked at the two idols. "96," I replied, which seemed to shock both of them.

"Don't worry. We'll take care of you," Karina said, laughing slightly, and she immediately wrapped her arm around me. My face turned even redder as I simply started to smile.

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Laughing, I glanced at Karina and Namjoon as the three of us started to dance. We swayed to the music, each of us holding a drink. My cheeks were already a bit red from all the alcohol I had consumed.

Perhaps I was already quite tipsy...

"I'm going for a smoke," Namjoon said, and my eyes widened a bit. Karina just nodded it off, but I held the older man's arm firmly. "What about the cameras?" I asked, which made Namjoon laugh. "Don't worry. I found a good corner. No cameras there," he replied, and I immediately nodded. "I'll come with you," I said, causing Karina's eyes to widen.

Relaxed, Namjoon and I headed to that quiet corner. He grabbed a cigarette and lit it. He noticed my look and offered me one. "Thanks. I don't bring cigarettes to avoid smoking, of course. You know... for female idols, it's still a bigger scandal," I sighed as I lit my cigarette.

"I know. I hate it too. But that's how it is. Everyone... has some opinion about you. The problem is you can't make everyone happy," the older man replied as he exhaled the smoke.

We continued to talk about how unfair it all was and how sexist it is. Namjoon also told me that he was reading a feminist book, which honestly surprised me. It was nice to talk to him. He was smart and patient. He let me speak and followed my thoughts.

Together, we all returned to the party, and almost immediately, I noticed Karina taking photos with some people. However, my eyes immediately fell on a bundle of orange hair. With a broad smile, I went straight to her, my arms around her waist.

The older one startled and turned to me. Simultaneously, she also wiped away my grip. My mouth opened in surprise, but Yeji immediately relaxed when she realized who was touching her. A laugh escaped her throat as she looked at me.

"You smell. Have you been smoking?" the older one said, her tone a bit more serious as she scrutinized my entire face. I visibly swallowed nervously and took a step away from her. Yeji sighed irritably, her eyes now slightly narrowed. Karina was right by my side, her arm around my shoulder since she was taller than me.

"Oh, Yeji. You know Y/n?" she asked, visibly surprised. Yeji glanced at the arm around my shoulder and then at Karina. "Yes," she replied, and Karina chuckled. Her fingers pinched my cheek. "Isn't she sweet?" Karina said, laughing lightly. I smirked, causing Yeji to narrow her eyes even more.

"Are you drunk?" the older one asked, looking at me. I just smiled even wider, trying to appear sweeter. Yeji took a deep breath and looked at me, her eyebrows tightly furrowed as she still noticed the arm around my shoulder. Karina didn't seem to notice at all.

Unfortunately, I didn't notice it either. Karina's body leaned against mine, and she just grabbed my glass, drinking from it without asking. Nervously, I swallowed when I immediately noticed Yeji's expression. Even Ryujin noticed this. "Karina, let go of Y/n," the slightly older one said, looking back and forth between Yeji and Karina.

"Why? She's so warm and sweet. Almost like a teddy bear," Karina said, visibly amused. I felt Yeji grab my wrist. "We should go home," Yeji said, her voice quieter. I nodded immediately with my head. Ryujin also grabbed Karina immediately and whispered something into the older one's ear.

I swallowed. "Are you... mad?" I asked, now a bit quieter as I approached her. Yeji took another deep breath, her hand in mine. "You said you'd quit smoking," Yeji said a bit softer. I pouted immediately. "I'm sorry. But I swear I haven't smoked all day," I replied now more seriously. Yeji smiled slightly.

Her hand still in mine, she said, "Let's go home. I want to spend some more time with you. Just you and me." The smile on her face made me smile too. I looked around. "But... can we stay a bit longer? I... would honestly like to have another drink," I replied, causing Yeji to start laughing.

She nodded her head. "But not too much, okay? I don't want you to fall asleep," Yeji said, smiling. Almost immediately, I heard Ryujin and Karina gasp for air. Both seemed to have heard it.

"Asleep?" I asked, tilting my head to the side. Yeji just smiled. "Oh. And no more flirting," Yeji added as she lightly squeezed my hand and then let it go.

Karina, Namjoon, and Y/n hanging out together? Squad goals! 🌟

I love the camaraderie between these idols. It's heartwarming to see them having a good time!

The way Y/n flirts with everyone is so cringy. Can't she be more professional?

I ship Y/n with both Yeji and Karina, they look so cute together! 🚢💕

Ryujin needs to mind her own business. Stop interfering. 🤦‍♂️

Karina and Y/n dancing together is ICONIC! Friendship goals, seriously

Why is Yeji acting like a jealous girlfriend? It's just annoying. Y/n can handle herself, she doesn't need a babysitter

Ryujin and Karina witnessing the drama like they're watching a K-drama live. Can we get popcorn?

Ryujin playing matchmaker with Y/n and Karina. Is this a new idol ship? #KarYn #MatchmakerRyujin 🚢💖

Namjoon diagnosing Y/n's personality based on how she holds a glass is peak Sherlock Holmes material

#newjeans hanni #hanni pham #itzy x yn #itzy x reader #itzy yeji #yeji x reader #hwang yeji #shin yuna #huh yunjin #haewon

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asanjou · 5 months ago

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This is such a "he ask for no pickles" ass cover but i can't make that joke about them because it just wouldn't happen like I think if they were together in a burger eating setting and tendou had pickles on his burger he didn't want he would go into the kitchen and challenge the chef to a burger off and there would be a stupid fucking montage of the two of them competing to slice the thinnest pickle (OST: 勇気のアイテム) and tendou would get it so thin you can see the hamburger chef through it and they'd do a wind machine effect to blow his chef hat off to illustrate how blown away he is by tendous pickle skills and that's when the waiter who served them the burgers would turn out to be a worm who was trying to kill tendou through pickle means all along and they'd do a cool fight about it (OST: FULL FORCE) Anyway I think Kagami has little pickle freak vibes so the whole thing could have been avoided if tendou had just offered him the pickles off his burger in the first place but he would never do this because grandmother once said big boys who walk the path of heaven must eat all their vegetables

#post tag #kabuto #what was i talking about again #did you seriously just laugh at my oreo

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devilsrecreation · 5 months ago

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Memorable quotes from the crackfics (not in order):

“The Lizard of Oz”

Kenge: She’s just mad because I keep “antagonizing the animals”

Jasiri: I have an idea.

Kenge: What?

Jasiri: Stop antagonizing the animals!

Narrator: Wow, this is just like a Mario game. The Wicked Witch of the West is Bowser, Jasiri’s Peach all of a sudden, and now the rest have to unleash their inner Mario!

(Kiburi walks toward Jasiri, growling. She bitch slaps him and he goes down*

Janja: *presses a button on Reirei’s side*

Button: That was easy

Mwoga: OI! Who rang that bell?

The group: Us

Mwoga: Can’t you see?

Reirei: See what?

Mwoga: The painting!

The rest: What painting?!

Mwoga: ‘S on that rock clear as the beak on my face! (sticks a slab to the wall, which shows a painting of an animal knocking)

Jasiri: Looks like we have to knock (knocks)

Mwoga: Alright, that’s more like it!

Kandamiza: (melting) How did a hyena and her stupid lizard manage to defeat me?! Oh, what a world! What a world! (dies)

Kenge: That’s for calling me ‘little’

Jasiri: *flips her off*

Kenge: *arguing with Janja* HOLD ON! HER MATE WAS A WITCH, AND WHAT WAS HER BROTHER? A PRINCE! THE WICKED WITCH OF THE EAST, BRO!

Jasiri: *laughing*

Kiburi: *jokingly* I’m gonna eat him

Kenge: YOU’RE GONNA LOOK AT ME AND TELL ME THAT I’M WRONG?! AM I WRONG? HE WORE A CROWN AND HE FLEW DOWN IN A BUBBLE, DAWG!

Janja: I’m not fighting with you-

Kenge: GROW UP.

Jasiri: Well, there’s only one thing I can do now

Jasiri: *starts singing “Holdin Out for a Hero”

Janja, witnessing the guards chanting: What are they saying?

Kenge: How should I know? I don’t speak Ozian

Kiburi: Sounds like they’re saying “oreo”

Reirei: ….What’s an oreo?

The guards stomping past the group: KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL

Janja: *laughs* Look! Those idiots don’t even know where we are!

The guards: *turn around before stomping towards the group, chanting* KILL KILL KILL-

Kenge: And I’M the one with the big mouth?!

Kenge about Kandamiza: I think we’re gonna have to kill her, Jasiri

Jasiri: Damn :(

“Janja in Wonderland”

Zira: Listen here, hyena, if I lose my temper, you lose your head! Understand?!

Janja: (nervously) Y-Yeah, whatever you say, your highness

Njano, the minute Zira turns around: HEY ZIRA, YOUR MOM GAY

Mwoga: Oh look, he’s got bugs!

Vultures: Let’s fix that, shall we?

Time for a shower!

One…two…three!

(The vultures dump water all over Janja)

Mzingo: *looks at Janja, then his parliament and smiles* I think he still has bugs

Janja: What?! *gets splashed again*

Janja: *falling into the hole* Kids, a little help here?!

Wema and Tunu: BYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Narrator: Damn, kids are savage

Following that…

Narrator: And so Janja fell and fell and fell and fell. Lmao karma for trapping the pups in a hole, Janja

Janja: Hey, that was a long time ago!

Sumu: You forgot to get the key

Janja: What key? I didn’t see a—*sees a key appear under the table* Oh that is some bullshit

Janja: Can I say a bad word?

Narrator: Huh?

Janja: CAN I SAY A BAD WORD?

Narrator: *not taking him seriously* Yeah, sure, whatever…

Janja at Zira: YOU MOTHERFUCKING BITCH-

Janja, hiding behind a hedge: Stand back, I got a chainsaw! (makes chainsaw noises,but the cards’ eyes peer through the leaves) Rum....rum.....? Well, I’m dead...

#lmao i had too much fun coming up with these #i like to think that wicked witch of the east argument happens while the gang are in the haunted forest #like the scene where they’re going to the wicked witch’s castle to get the broom #the witch and the narrator are like ‘they must be so scared’ and meanwhile that shit’s happening #a lot of these are quotes from other shit hfhfhfh #i need to write more crackfic scenes they’re so fun to think about #tlg outlanders #crack #the lion guard

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sugarcreambiteskingdom · 6 months ago

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Ok so here is Hazelnut Cookie, Dew Pop Cookie and Cream Oreo Cookie's Backstory....

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Cream Oreo Cookie

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??? Cookie: Hello? Hello? Are you okay Mister or Miss?

They asked as they used there staff to poke the unconscious Cookie who slowly moved and opens it's eyes...

They slowly sat up and rubbed the back of there head as they groaned

??? Cookie: Wh-who...?

wh-where...?

Where am I...?

They asked as they looked at there surroundings

And who are you?

They asked in a confuse way as they then look at the short little...Cookie?

No...

That's not right...?

Right?

Custard Cookie |||: Hello my fellow Cookie!

My name is Custard Cookie |||!

And who might you be?

??? Cookie: Oh! I-I uhm...I...

They looked around trying to come up with a name...

Why can't they remember there own name?

Also did he just said "Cookie?"

??? Cookie: My name is...uh...

They then got a glanced of there hair and there clothes...

They look like an edible Cookies and Cream Flavored Ice Cream...

Oh! That's it!

Cream Oreo Cookie: My name is...Cream... Oreo...Cookie..!

Y-yeah that's it!

Cream Oreo Cookie

She giggled nervously

Custard Cookie |||: What a Wonderful name for a wonderful Young Lady!

If I may ask...

Why are you sleeping in the middle of nowhere in the forest?

Cream Oreo Cookie: I could ask you the same thing

Custard Cookie |||: Well I'm on a quest to build my own kingdom!

For you see I am royalty because only royalties and the nobles of noble have the name "The Third" in it

Cream Oreo Cookie: That's not how..

Actually, Nevermind

I don't wanna ask

And also aren't you way too young to go alone?

Custard Cookie |||: No comment but What about you?

What are you doing here in the forest alone?

He asked with his head tilted a bit to the left

Cream Oreo Cookie: Since you don't wanna answer m first question then I will also have No Comment on this question of yours CC

She crosses her arms

Custard Cookie |||: Okay that's fair

Also I'm fine with any nicknames but...can you put "The Third" there?

Cream Oreo Cookie: No

She answered as she stood up and put her hands in her Jacket's Pockets

Custard Cookie |||: Okay Fine, But anyways

Wanna come along with me to this quest of mine?

My fellow servant!

He asked with enthusiasm with his staff pointed up high to the sky

Cream Oreo Cookie: Sure but please don't call me that-

Custard Cookie |||: Haza! Come now Fellow Servant!

Let's go find a place to put my newly Kingdom!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Whatever...

She sighs following the young Cookie

Custard Cookie |||: That's great! Now onwards!

2 weeks later...

Custard Cookie |||: Shoo! Shoo! Go away! Skedaddle!

He shouted trying to make the little cake creature leave him and Cream Oreo Cookie alone who only watched in amusement with her arms crossed

Cream Oreo Cookie: Heh, They like the way you taste CC

I bet there going to turn you into Jelly Meat

She chuckled

Custard Cookie |||: How DARE you! I'm no food!

He shouted after finally making them leave

Suddenly...

A new Cake Monster emerge and they happened to have a crown on there head

Custard Cookie |||: Whoah!

A cake puppy!

And your wearing a crown!

Wait-

Don't tell me!

ARE YOU LIKE, ROYAL???

ARE YOU NOBLE JUST LIKE ME?!

This peaked Cream Oreo Cookie's interest as she went to her knees to try and pet the said Cake Puppy

For some reason...

Petting the little Cake Puppy familiar to her...

Cream Oreo Cookie: I think there just a normal Cake Puppy, CC

The Cake Puppy then jumped on him and started licking him which made Cream Oreo Cookie a bit jealous

Custard Cookie |||: He he he! Stop! Seriously!

THAT TICKLES!

He continues to laugh

But then they started to bite

Custard Cookie |||: Ha ha ha! YOWCH! No biting! Ha ha!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Oh don't worry CC

It's just playful biting

She said petting the cake puppy and was also getting licked by which made her giggle...

This feeling was so...familiar to her...

Why is that?

??? Cookie: The Cake Hound!

There it is!

A Cookie suddenly shouted from behind the two

Because of that the Cake Puppy or well Cake Hound

Ran

Custard Cookie |||: Oh, Cute Puppy !

Where are you going!

He started chasing after them

Cream Oreo Cookie: CC!

Ugh, Wait!

Don't follow them!

Your going to get lost!

She run and immediately grabbed his arm before he gets away and follow the Cake Hound through the thick forest and get lost

Custard Cookie |||: Aww...

He said sadly

??? Cookie: Escaped Again...

She sighed

??? Cookie: Ahem...please?

Custard Cookie ||| then got his attention towards the new Cookie and immediately forgotten the Cake Hound they encountered

Custard Cookie |||: O-ho! Ha ha!

Greetings, my faithful and-

VERY handsome and VERY cute Cookies!

It's so wonderful to meet you!

He stood his right foot up on a small tree stomp while the other is on a small piece of log half buried onto the ground

I am Custard Cookie The Third!

"The Third" by the way being extremely important, and super-cool

A certain Cookie pretends to cough and spat out

Cream Oreo Cookie: Not really

Before coughing again

He ignores her

Custard Cookie |||: IS IT NOT NOBLE?

IT'S BECAUSE I'M NOBLE!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Nope

She coughs again

He ignores her again

Custard Cookie |||: Yup, yours truly is from a long, long line of amazingly NOTABLE NOBLES!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Doubt it

She yet again pretended to cough again

Custard Cookie |||: OH JUST HUSH YOU!

He shouted finally being fed up with her shenanigans and sighs

Anyways...

I'm searching for land to build my future kingdom on!

These lands look positively, possibly perfect!!

And as YOUR king, I will rule JUST and FAIR-

Don't forget I'm "The Third", k?

It's very important!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Nope-

Custard Cookie |||: CREAM OREO COOKIE!

She chuckled

??? Cookie: Wow! At last, we'll have ourselves a real KING!

??? Cookie: Er-What? But-

I can't believe what your saying...!?

??? Cookie: Aw Wizard Cookie...

He can't handle the great news!

What a sweetheart.

Wizard Cookie: No, No, No!!! It's just- I'm- HUNGRY.

That's it.

Yeah.

??? Cookie: Same here actually...

??? Cookie: That's right...

We haven't eaten since the whole witch thing!

That was pretty bad...

Cream Oreo Cookie's POV: Witch...?

Why does that word...

Sound so familiar...?

Sugar Gnome: Have a Star Jelly Good Cookies!

Not only sweet, but also highly nutritious!

Doo-ba-dup!

??? Cookie: Don't mind if I do!

Gingerbrave: Oh and Uh...

By the way

My name is Gingerbrave and Over here is my Sister Gingerbright, Her Girlfriend Strawberry Cookie and My Boyfriend Wizard Cookie

Wizard Cookie: Hello yes, yes..

Strawberry Cookie: It's nice to meet you two

Gingerbright Cookie: We're glad to have you guys on board!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Yeah...Cool...

She said a bit skeptical about the word "Witch" and to where this 4 Cookie's came from...

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Hazelnut Cookie

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??? Cookie POV: Everything.. hurts...

Ugh....

What happened...?

Where am I...?

???? Cookie(1): Your Majesty! Don't come near them!

They might be a stray beast ready to attack!

???? Cookie(2): Yes your majesty! Let's go back to the kingdom and rest after the long expedition around Beast-Yeast

??? Cookie POV: Beast...Yeast?...

What?

??? Cookie(3): Do not worry Mercurial Knight Cookie and Silverbell Cookie for I know what I'm doing...

The Mysterious Cookie then walked towards the bushes and as he split the bushes away from eachother to discover a Young Angel Cookie on the ground scared...

The Faerie Cookie smiled softly as he walked closer and got on one knee

??? Cookie(3): Hello there young Cookie...

Are you lost?

What are you doing here all alone in a such dangerous place?

Where are your parents?

He asked...

The young Cookie tried to speak but as they tried to speak no words came out which cause the little young Cookie shocked for they know for sure they can speak before(?) and had a voice but now...

They don't...

They tried and tried again but only small noises came out as if she was mute

This made the young Cookie sad and started to cry

The Faerie got worried and tried to soothe the young one

??? Cookie(3): Don't cry young one for your tears will only cover your adorable and beautiful smile

Soon after Mercurial Knight Cookie alongside Silverbell Cookie came and inspected what was happening and saw the little young one

Mercurial Knight Cookie: A Child...?

What is a child doing here...?

Silverbell Cookie: Oh dear...

The poor Cookie must be so lost and scared right now

??? Cookie: Let's take her back to the kingdom

The poor angel might be so hungry, tired and scared for being in a place such as this...

Mercurial Knight Cookie and Silverbell Cookie: Yes Elder Faerie Cookie!

??? Cookie POV: Elder Faerie Cookie...?

Elder Faerie Cookie: Come now Child

Let's go...

But first...

May I ask your name?

She wanted to speak but then stops since she will only speak in small noises

Elder Faerie Cookie: Oh...Ofcourse

I forgot...

Hm...

Try and write it on the ground if you can unless...

You know Sign Language?

She then immediately got invested in the idea and immediately looked around her surroundings to see a small sharp rock to use to write her name...

Unfortunately she doesn't know her real name is...

But before she starts writing she scratched her head until she felt something on it...

As she reached over her left pigtail...

She realized that her Hair Tie is not what it seems to be and as she took it out and examine it

She immediately thought a name of her...

"Hazelnut Cookie"

Elder Faerie Cookie: Hazelnut Cookie...

What a beautiful name young one

Come now

Let's bring you to a much more safer place and maybe my wife could help you learn sign language so you won't have to write on the ground or on some piece of paper

Silverbell Cookie: I could also help with that Your Majesty!

Elder Faerie Cookie: Oh? Well that's nice

Please do

If you can

Silverbell Cookie: Yes Your Majesty!

He saluted

Hazelnut Cookie smiled and stood up and so did Elder Faerie Cookie

He then offered his hand which Hazelnut Cookie slowly accepted and smiled widely but before they leave

Mercurial Knight Cookie gave Hazelnut Cookie a Brown Teddy Bear

Mercurial Knight Cookie: Is this yours?

He asked after picking it up next to where she fell

She then looked at this and took it and smiled widely up at him

Mercurial Knight Cookie nodded once before going to the other 10 guards waiting behind them

Mercurial Knight Cookie: Back to position and let's get back to the Silver Tree Kingdom!

He shouted in command which startled Hazelnut Cookie a bit which made Elder Faerie chuckled

Elder Faerie Cookie: Don't worry young one

That's just how he is since he is the Captain of the Silver Knight Cookie's

Hazelnut Cookie was amazed and giggled happily and walked beside Elder Faerie Cookie while holding his hand

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They woke up in a green fiery crater with cracks of...acid...?

Green soda...acid?

And was immediately and suddenly was filled with anger...

They sat up and immediately was met with a little Cookie flying with there arms crossed...

??? Cookie: HEY! WHAT GIVES!? YOU SCARED MY VICTIMS!

THEY WE'RE SUPPOSED TO GET SCARED AND PRANKED BY ME!

NOT YOU!

He shouted...

Before they could speak they we're cut off by him again

??? Cookie: Wait a minute...

Your a demon too?

They seemed surprised a bit from what he said but they didn't showed it on there face and continues to have a blank one while they start to went ahead and looked at there green-ish demon wings and there tail they didn't even noticed that was swaying slowly and same goes for there green horns...

??? Cookie: Huh...

It's been awhile since I've seen an actual demon other than me...

Hm...

Okay then newbie

The names

Devil Cookie

What about you?

They looked at him for while and it was dead silent until they finally spoke after observing there surroundings of cracks o nthe ground with green like soda acid glowing...?

Dew Pop Cookie: Dew Pop...

The name's

Dew Pop Cookie

They said monotoned

Devil Cookie: Well I wouldn't say it was nice to meet ya but anyways your my new minion now that your in MY Territory and do what I say

Dew Pop Cookie: No, But I will stay here

She said putting her hands behind her head and walking towards the abandoned castle Devil Cookie was staying at

Devil Cookie: Do what I say or else!

Dew Pop Cookie: OR ELSE WHAT?

She said looking back at him with all of a sudden got her whole body go up in green flames and her sclera turning black

She herself was a bit surprise for what happened with her body turning to flames but quickly dismissed it to gain dominance over the small Cookie

Devil Cookie: Uh- N-nevermind, Just stay or whatever

Just don't touch my stuff!

He said seeing how the Demon Cookie infront of him is much older and probably is much more powerful than him...

Dew Pop Cookie: Thought so...

She continues to walk towards the castle with her hands going back behind her head

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Cream Oreo Cookie, Dew Pop Cookie and Hazelnut Cookie:

Who...Am...I?

Why can't I remember?

#cookie run kingdom #crk #cookie run ovenbreak #cro #custard cookie |||#elder faerie cookie #mercurial cookie #silverbell faerie #devil cookie #cream oreo cookie #hazelnut cookie #dew pop cookie #gingerbrave cookie x wizard cookie #strawberry cookie x gingerbright cookie

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barbarianprncess · 3 years ago

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did you mean it?

read on ao3.

It’s a total of 3 significant events that led to this, her forehead knocked against his, breaths heavy and mingled, eyes wide and hearts bleeding.

The first event isn’t really an event at all. It’s a prologue, necessary context to truly understand the monumentalism of this moment. It’s the memory of her eyes, piercing and reproachful, being the first thing that he saw after losing his mother. It’s shared trauma and oreos while they’re young and naive. It’s truces and training and growing up too soon together. It’s stargazing and stupid jokes saving eachother in every possible way. It's the culmination of the years Percy spent growing, learning, and being with Annabeth, and the unknown and therefore repressed feelings that came with it. Feelings are like the sea in that way, they don’t take well to being restrained. Percy has found that you cannot box in oceans or sentiments, they always find a way to spill over and out, with no regard for the destruction left in its wake.

The second event is Dionysus deciding on a whim that the inhabitants of his camp are ‘uncultured pests’ and taking it upon himself to set up a field trip for campers to the Ancient Greek Cultural Center in New York. (Percy thinks it’s really just to distract kids that were still shaken up about the battle at camp and the losses it caused. But, Dionysus would never say so. He’s far too proud to admit to caring for the children he’s been assigned to look after.) Argus loaded all the kids he could fit into the strawberry vans, as Chiron listed all the reasons this was a terrible idea. As it turns out, his worries were in vain as miraculously, no monsters attacked, and no mortal asked too many questions. No, instead, the only hitch in his plan was the glaring inaccuracies of the Center sending Dionysus into a fit of rage. He ranted for so long, their 2 hour long field trip ended up lasting until the place closed.

Event the third is the ridiculously long line leading to the mens room at the rundown gas station they’ve stopped at, causing Percy to traipse into the woods, deep enough to know that no one other than the squirrels were watching, and pee there. Unbeknownst to him, Annabeth had decided to take a quick walk in the forest as well, (in the opposite direction of his peeing endeavor) with the purpose of clearing her head. Both returned to the parking lot after 10 minutes, with no truck in sight. The gas station lights are turned off on the inside and the door sign has switched decidedly to closed. They look at each other in disbelief.

“Percy?”

“Yeah?”

“Uh...did they…”

“They didn’t. They wouldn’t.”

“I think they would.”

“They would never-”

“I have pretty solid evidence to the contrary.” Annabeth deadpans, casually letting her hair loose and hopping on top of the miniature gas machine for motorcycles.

“But, how did-”

“No Argus.” Which means, no all-seeing eyes to double check the headcount. Percy begins to pace.

“Okay, but-”

“Two trucks.” Both of which are probably assuming Percy and Annabeth are on the other.

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, gods.”

“Leave them out of this.”

“Those fuckers.”

“Which ones?” She asks. He looks up and she’s fighting a smile. He pointedly doesn’t notice the way her mouth curls up, or the way her hair falls around her shoulders and down her back, or how pretty she looks lit up by the neon red lights of the gas stations prices, which apparently doesn’t turn off when they close.

“Do you know something I don’t?”

“I know lots of things you don’t.”

“Ha-ha. I mean about how to get out of here.”

“Ohhhhh, let me think.” She wrinkles her nose in faux concentration, tilting her chin up towards the sky. Percy is too annoyed to think it’s adorable. “Nope, not a clue.”

“Your phone?”

“Left it on the truck.”

“Iris message?”

“Percy, it’s dark as shit.” The laughter she’s been holding in comes pouring out. Nevermind that he feels his chest sigh in relief at hearing it for the first time since their quest, this is serious.

“You’re laughing.”

“Just a little.”

“You’re telling me, you don’t have a brilliant plan to get us on a truck.”

“Yes.”

“So, we’re stuck here.”

“Yes.”

“And you’re laughing?”

“You’re just really funny when you’re stressed.” She giggles. He can’t remember the last time she giggled. He missed it. He hates her.

“Oh my gods.”

“Okay, okay, look, I’m sorry. We’re halfway to camp right?” He nods. “I’m sure they’ll figure out we’re missing before they get all the way back to camp, but let's say, worst case scenario, they don’t-”

“Not helping-”

“And they make it the rest of the way back to camp. It took us four hours to get to the center, which means camp is two hours away, so if they make it the two hours back to camp before they realize we’re missing, and they drive back up-”

“C’mon ‘Beth, you know I suck at math.”

“We’re stuck here for five hours at most.”

“Five hours?”

“And that's if no passing cars let us use their phones to hurry the process up.”

“Five hours.”

She’s laughing again. “Seriously, what is so funny?”

“It’s just-” Her cheeks are red and she’s very poorly attempting to suppress her smile. “You’ve been calm in so many life or death situations, and being stuck at a gas station is what finally breaks through.”

“It’s nighttime.” She stares at him for a moment and then she’s laughing again, full bodied real laughter, and he's laughing too.

And it’s as if this gas station became their own personal Ogygia, an oasis, a resting place for them to be stupid kids again. And they don’t talk about the battle, or Rachel, or the volcano, or any of the million things set on tearing them apart. They talked about his mom getting serious about his new boyfriend, about Tyson’s underwater adventures and Grover’s searching shenanigans.

They smack talk with no real heat about who the better fighter is (Oh please, Seaweed Brain, I've been training since before you could tie your own shoes.), and argue about which ancient hero had the greatest journey (Hercules, are you kidding? Did you even read the myth?). They break into the gas station for snacks (What the fuck, Annabeth, where’d you learn to pick a lock? No, I wouldn’t prefer you break the glass, you psycho. Oh my gods, can you really break the glass?), and dissolve into giggles as they try to fit five drachma into the cash register.

They end up back outside sitting on the gas machines facing one another from three feet away.

“Your mom called me the other day.”

Percy, who’d been lazily squinting up at the murky sky, searching for any sign of stars, whipped his head to look at her. “What?”

“She called me on the phone. We talked for a bit. She said she wanted to make sure I was alright.”

“That sounds like something she would do.” He sighs and hops down from the machine, turning away from her, hoping to hide his blush from the dim light. “She cornered me on one of my off weekends, asked what was going on with us.”

“Oh.” He hears the shifting of fabric and assumes she followed him in sliding off the gas machine.

“Yeah.” It’s silent for a long time before she responds.

“What did you say?” She asks, her voice smaller than it was moments ago. He hears her scratching at the flat metal top of the machine. “When she asked, what did you say?”

He runs his finger through his hair, and one gets caught in a particularly large snarl. “Doesn’t matter.”

“It matters to me.” She whispers and gods he’s terrified but he really doesn’t have a choice when her voice wavers like that. Her words shake and every ounce of his being tells him to do whatever it takes to soothe it.

“I said we were fighting. That there wasn’t one sole reason for it, just a bunch of little reasons. I told her that I scared you when I….went away for two weeks last summer. And that you didn’t like bringing Rachel on your quest. I told her that we….. disagree about how to best handle Luke. That I probably wanted to protect you more than I wanted to listen to you.” She laughs softly and he blames what he says next on her laugh. It is the catalyst for everything that follows.

“I told her that we’d be okay. Because no matter what happens I’m always gonna love you.”

He hears her breath catch. He doesn’t have to look back to know she’s turned to face him fully. “Did you mean it?” She calls. He doesn’t answer. The words haven’t caught in his throat, they’ve spontaneously combusted in his vocal chords and he doesn’t think he’ll ever speak again.

The sound of gravel crunching gets closer until suddenly she's beside him, and he didn’t tell his torso to twist toward her, he thinks she might just be his center of gravity.

“Did you mean it?”

She’s looking up at him, and her hair smells like lemons, and her cheeks are pink, and her eyelashes go on for miles, and her sunspots are better than stars. And it’s as if she pulls the words right out of him, he’s hypnotized by everything about her.

“Of course I meant it.”

She exhales and closes her eyes and while he mourns the loss of the sight, his body moves on it’s own accord again and he’s edging closer and closer and she opens her eyes and here they are.

Their noses brush, and this time he closes his eyes, and their noses brush just so, and…

Whoa.

He was wrong, it wasn't just those three significant events that to her forehead knocked against his, breaths heavy and mingled, eyes wide and hearts positively bleeding. It’s clear he’s been waiting his entire life for this moment at this shitty gas station.

Waiting for this. Waiting for her.

They kiss for a moment or an eternity, and they fit. His hands are on her hips and hers clutch at his shirt before sliding up to his throat, and it’s like his soul is whispering, oh there you are.

And then she’s pulling back, so she has just enough space to shake her head without disconnecting from his forehead.

She's breathless when she whispers, “This is a bad idea.”

His hands trail up and down her forearm of their own accord, and when he whispers back he’s breathless too. “Yeah, really bad idea.”

Her hands slide up from his chest to his shoulders, and then she’s kissing him again, with purpose, and he’s kissing back like his life depends on it because he thinks it might, thinks if he lets go of her he’d die on the spot.

It seems his theory might get tested when she pulls back again just far enough to whisper against his lips, “Is it always like that?”

He kisses her again, once, twice, because he can’t help it and whispers back, “I don’t know, you were my first kiss.”

He’d released any serious hold he had on her the moment she hesitated, but then she’s rocking back up to meet him halfway and his entire body thinks thank the gods. He actually sighs his relief into her mouth, as his hands desperately reach for her face, some fingers tangling in her hair, and their lips are magnets, opposites that don’t have a choice but to pull together. Despite how much he wants to keep doing this forever, he has to tell her.

“I don’t wanna lose you, again.” He means not ever, but he figures she understands the severity in his voice. She’s running her hand through his hair, and his slide up and down her back, and she knocks her nose against his as she answers, “I know, me either. I’m confused, this is confusing me.” And she tilts her chin just so, like she did a million years ago, and this time he kisses her.

They kiss for an infinity, he gets to taste her laughter when she giggles at the absurdness of it all, and it’s better than ambrosia. He kisses her until he doesn’t know anything else, until his entire universe is Annabeth Chase, with her cheeks and her curls and her lips. She is everything.

And then headlights penetrate their universe, voices bring an end to their infinity, and Chiron is speaking but it’s nothing, it’s all white noise because she’s no longer in his arms, and his center of gravity is being ripped away and he hears someone ask, “What’d you guys do?”

He’s still looking at her face when she answers, “You know, tried not to strangle each other mostly.”

But, she looks back before she turns all the way around and her gaze is charged and her lips quirk with the secret they share.

He is so screwed.

#so i wrote this in like two hours and its probably a mess but. here you go ig.#aoah ch 3 will be out soon but in the meantime #heres this lol #percabeth #percabeth fic #my fic #my writing #if you comment or rb i will die for you

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lazarettta · 2 years ago

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Keep Calm I'm Just Pregnant

Summary : In which Sasha is pregnant and trying to deal with not one but two very overprotective Alphas and after a couple of months of being insistently carried around the house by one and having the other constantly questioning/controlling all of her food choices, Sasha finally just locks both of her Alphas out of the bedroom and contentedly eats in the bed.

Warning : ABO

Word count : 2.1k

For the thousandth time that day, Sasha rolled her eyes. She swore that if she rolled them one more time they were either going to fall out of her head or get stuck. And she didn't want that. Not for the sake of being blind the rest of her life, no. Sasha didn't want any harm to come to her precious eyeballs because it would give both of her mates another excuse to fret over her as if she were just some invalid all of a sudden.

It's been a solid two months after Sasha told them that she was pregnant—as predicted, there were tears, happy tears, and victory sex. Of course Sasha didn't call it that but she didn't discourage the name either. Of course, Sasha didn't realize that was the last moments of peace she'd be getting until she dropped this kid. And she still had seven months to go. Shit.

Currently, Sasha was pushing the basket while her two bickering wives followed behind her. Both of them were smartly dressed, really still in their work clothes because they were both too protective to let Sasha grocery shop without one of them around, and lately it was always both of them around to wait on Sasha hand and foot. Really, the Omega didn't have to be grocery shopping right now—her two Alpha's could've done it for her, and they would have without complaint. But Sasha was tired of being inside their house all day—her own career put on a temporary hold, giving her time to spend more time with her family. She could afford the time away, they've waited a whole year for her to get her shit together...Sasha would put up with their hovering because she knew they were just happy and scared, just like her.

But shit...

Between Becky trying to carry her all over the house, even to the bathroom—though Sasha wasn't going to complain about those 'assisted' showers—and Charlotte's need to control every aspect of their breakfast, lunch and dinner down to measuring Sasha's water? Sasha was being driven up the wall. But she was used to it, they were Alpha's. And her Alpha's in particular always tended to think they knew every goddamn thing until they fell on their asses and looked to her for help. She was also used to them arguing, with Charlotte being a lawyer and Becky a homicide Lieutenant—there was never a dull moment at dinner provided everyone's schedules lined up accordingly.

But this? What they were doing now? It was a new level that Sasha was unfamiliar with and they've all been together for six years now, married for two.

“And just what would you even know about eating healthy, Becky?” Charlotte laughed, a little red in the face—a sign that she was getting frustrated, “I've seen your cruiser! McDonald's at three in the morning!? McFlurries?”

Becky looked at her wife, her fellow Alpha, in shock and mild disgust, “Ya went through my trash, Charlie? You disgust me, ya nasty.”

Sasha bit her lip, thankful that her back was to them both—God forbid they think she was picking sides again. Charlotte growled quietly at Becky, “You know how much I hate that woman. I just...everything about her just rubs me wrong.”

Becky snorted, rolling her own eyes, “Someone needs to tell that woman that the fifties don't exist anymore...I'm tellin' you, if she comes by my office again, I'ma shoot her.”

“I'm going to pretend that I did not just hear you threaten another Officer of the court,” Charlotte huffed, then her eyes narrowed a very quiet red haired Omega in front of them, “Just like I'm going to pretend that I didn't just see my pregnant wife put double stuffed Oreo cookies in the basket. Sasha, seriously? Weren't you listening to me in the car?”

Sasha put on her best pout before she turned around, “I heard you...? oh c'mon baby please? I have to eat healthy all the time!”

Becky snickered, knowing that look all to well and she was grateful that it wasn't directed at her. She'd like to say that she wasn't susceptible to Sasha's pout and puppy eyes—but then she'd be a bold faced liar. Becky looked between Sasha and Charlotte, amused because as much as Charlotte tried to stand strong against Sasha's pout—even the great big bad Alpha couldn't resist.

“So you're gonna let her have those cookies, but get on my ass about takeout food?”

Charlotte scoffed, “Oh please, Becky...”

“Becky, I swear to god if you don't stop carrying me all over the place! I can walk, babe!” Sasha huffed loudly when Becky finally set her down on the sofa, her inner wolf absolutely loved the attention and care being shown to her by her mates—it was a norm, but this was next level and Sasha's Omega was content. But the less primitive side of her was annoyed because she knew that neither Becky or Charlotte were doing anything to contain their own wolves. They were starting to smother her and Sasha was growing tired of her wives regulating her every move.

“But why walk when you have me? I can carry you and bring you whatever it is that you want.” Becky chuckled and kissed her irritated mate softly, unaware of the irritation brewing beneath the surface. The Alpha laid down on the remaining length of the sofa, placing her head in Sasha's lap as she got comfortable on her back.

Sasha glared down at Becky, knowing that this was a tactic—it never failed because Sasha never went through on her urge to clock Becky upside her head and pushing her to the floor. But no, this was nearly a routine now. Becky would come home and carry Sasha to the dining room and talk her to death until Charlotte came into the dining room with their food, or Becky would carry Sasha into the living room. Then proceed to lay on her like a damn pillow until Charlotte came in with Sasha's food or snack. Whichever...it was all healthy and gross and not what Sasha's been craving.

Sasha wanted grease! Cheese! Sasha had the goddamn munchies and all Charlotte and Becky were feeding her were rabbit food!

Sasha's wolf side might've been content with the extra attention, but Sasha was annoyed like hell...even if she did adore it, but she knew that she was going to have to put her foot down with their hovering before it got out of control.

But even as she thought that, Sasha rubbed her stomach over her shirt as Becky channel surfed. Sasha wasn't showing yet, but her world famous abs were slowly disappearing. It was both terrifying and beautiful. Like clockwork, once Becky found something on TV, Charlotte was off the phone in the kitchen and coming into the living room carrying a small white cereal bowl. When she handed it to Sasha, the Omega saw that it wasn't cereal at all...it was just grapes and apple slices.

“No peanut butter?” Sasha pouted, staring down into the bowl as if she were about to cry.

Charlotte gave Sasha an apologetic look, “Not this time, baby, the peanut butter we have isn't healthy and I—”

Sasha rolled her eyes and shook her head, “Charlotte, the peanut butter won't kill me just because you hate the brand.”

Becky reached up and blindly stole an apple slice out of Sasha's bowl, it wasn't like Sasha really wanted it anyway and she was oblivious to Charlotte's glare, but Becky was used to them. She wasn't bothered with the other Alpha's antics, not right now.

“Sasha...”

“No,” Sasha set the bowl on Becky's chest, nearly knocking the wind out of Becky and pushing her onto the floor as she got up from her seat on the sofa with Charlotte hot on her heels, “I wanna eat what I wanna eat.”

Becky, still cradling the bowl to her chest, stood next to Charlotte at the kitchen entrance, watching Sasha shuffle things around in their refrigerator. Both Alpha's could feel the annoyance pouring from their smaller mate in waves and both of them wondered how either of them could miss that their mate wasn't wholly satisfied with either of them.

“—I love you both, I do,” Sasha's voice brought them back to the present, finally emerging from the refrigerator with an arm full of cheese sticks, pudding cups and a bottle of water, “But carrying me everywhere and making me eat gross food? It's cute, but I have my limits that neither of you seem to care about! I was willing to compromise but both of you will not drive me crazy, I'm pregnant but this is also my vacation!"

“Sasha...” Becky started, or was it Charlotte? Neither of them are sure as they'd both spoken up at the same time but they were both silenced when Sasha held up a finger, her wedding ring gleaming proudly under the kitchen light.

"I get that you're both worried, and I love that...but you guys need to relax. I'm going upstairs to eat my junk food, and no I don't need to be carried.” Sasha walked between her two Alpha's and up the stairs to their bedroom, well aware that she was being followed. Of course that was quickly put to a stop as well when both Becky and Charlotte found themselves staring at the wood designs of their bedroom door before the sound of the lock sliding into place had them both coming out of their stupor and neither Alpha were happy.

“You and yer stupid menu, Flair!”

“Me?!” Charlotte snarled, baring her teeth—her wolf dangerously close to the surface, “I wasn't the only one she called out down there! Maybe if you'd stop treating her like a baby, she wouldn't be so irritated!”

“Speak for yourself, King Charles!” Becky shot back, lip curling slightly, “Stop tellin' our mate what to eat, yeah? I think she would know what's best for her sooner than you!”

“Ha!” Charlotte looked at Becky sideways, “Me? At least I'm doing something useful! You being so damn clingy pissed her off!” Charlotte knocked on the door again, “Sasha, I'll stop, okay? I'll reel it in, you can eat whatever you want, I promise. Baby girl, just come out. Are you okay in there?”

Becky pushed Charlotte away from the door, and knocked gently, “Sasha? Hey, Sasha, baby? You in there?”

“Of course she's in there.”

“ Shut up, ” Becky hissed at her wife, “Sasha? I don't know Charlotte's excuse but I'm sor—Ah! Hey!”

Becky nearly dropped the bowl she was holding when Charlotte shoulder checked her out of the way in front of the door, knocking and pleading with their mate to open up. Becky set the bowl down on the hallway table and popped her neck.

Inside the bedroom, Sasha jumped slightly mid-chew of her cheese stick covered in chocolate pudding when she heard a vicious growl outside of the bedroom door, and Sasha jumped again when she heard another yelp followed by a solid thud. Sasha's attention was drawn to the large glob of chocolate pudding that landed the sheets and cursed. And this is why Charlotte didn't want them eating in the bedroom...well food wise.

Sasha scooped it up and ate it, and quickly rolled down the sheets and prayed Charlotte wouldn't notice the stain until Sasha could get the sheets down to the washroom when they were both at work the next day. There was another thud and a snarl, and Sasha rolled her eyes. Her eyes were going to fall out, she was sure of it now.

She was used to Charlotte and Becky bickering and sometimes wrestling each other like they were doing now—but it was making watching TV harder than necessary. Sasha put aside her snacks and crawled out of their large bed so she could go open their bedroom door. What she saw was surprising for most, but never for her.

Becky was on top, but of course she was, she was a seasoned cop—she was always on top, and Sasha felt herself melting a little before she caught a hold of herself. Becky, and Charlotte, who were looking at her saw this and both Alpha's scrambled to their feet, both of them emitting soothing pheromones to battle Sasha's stubborn irritation.

“We're sorry.”

Sasha looked between her two Alpha's, eyebrow raised with her arms crossed over her chest—it was then that both Charlotte and Becky realized that Sasha was now just wearing one of Charlotte's long shirts.

Sasha, noticing their attention, just smirked—she stopped being irritated with them the moment she got her cheese sticks and pudding cups into the bedroom successfully—not Sasha was in the mood for a little bit of fun, and it was rare that either of her wives were submissive to her. Rarely at the same time...Sasha had a long list of grievances they owed her.

“Yeah? How sorry?”

FIN

#charlotte flair x sasha banks x becky lynch #4hw imagines #4hw fanfictions #wwedivas #wwe superstars

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