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mononijikayu · 16 days ago

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you belong with me — nanami kento.

"Hi….I’m Kento."

“Kento, huh.” you said, testing the name again like you were rolling it around in your head, trying to get the feel of it. After a moment, you nodded, satisfied.

“Yeah, that’s my name.”

“That’s a good name.” You declared it with the authority of a five-year-old who had decided someone was officially worth their time.

“Your name’s okay too... I guess,” Kento replied, his tone so nonchalant it was almost teasing.

GENRE: alternate universe - no curses au!;

WARNING/S: afab! reader, childhood friends, best friends to lovers, romance, nsfw, rated 18 and above, explicit content, kissing, making out, rough sex, fingering, p to v sex, car sex, orgasm, humor, profanity, pet names (my love, etc), possessiveness, jealousy, characters speaking in sexual innuendo, mention of sexual euphemisms, depiction of explicit sexual content, best friend! nanami kento, best friend! reader;

WORD COUNT: 14k words.

NOTE: hello everyone, this is the final fic for 2024!!! wah, there's a lot to say. first and foremost, this fic would not be possible if it wasn't for the lovely person who commissioned it from me awhile back. please give them a lot of love and a lot of thanks.

they were my first ever commission here and still it flutters my heart with joy to have worked them. they were so good to me and continues to do so, with how they want to share this fic with you too.

also, i want to thank you all for sticking with me this 2024. it was a long road and a really painful time. i wrote to escape these painful times and i got through 2024 with you guys, just enjoying stories in my head. so thank you!!! there were a lot and there are still a lot i haven't published here.

i hope we continue to be together in 2025 too. i'll continue to write for both of us, to have solace in hard times. i bow to you in all ways that i can. thank you for being good to me!!! i love you all. this is kayu signing off for 2024. please have a lovely and wonderful new year and i'll see you on january 2025 <33333

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EVEN AS A CHILD, YOU THOUGHT THAT HE BELONGED TO YOU. It was a childish little thing, you knew that much. But the moment you met Nanami Kento at the park when you were five years old, you just knew he was going to be your best friend.

And no one else could claim that from you. It wasn’t something you decided after a long debate in your head. If anything, it was instinctive, instant, like the way a flower turns toward the sun. What surprised you even more was that he didn’t seem to mind it.

That day, Nanami Kento was sitting on the swings, looking unusually serious for a kid. His little legs dangled, barely brushing the ground, and he rocked back and forth so slightly it was as if he wasn’t even moving. It was odd.

Most kids treated the swings like they were flying machines, pumping their legs wildly, laughing as they soared. But not Kento. He just sat there, his small hands gripping the chains, his gaze fixed on the ground as though it held all the answers to the universe.

It wasn’t sadness—not exactly. He didn’t look miserable or lonely. No, it was more like he was... satisfied. Content in his little bubble of silence, where the noise of the playground seemed to slide right past him.

You, however, were not content with his quiet. What could a kid possibly have to think about so deeply? Why wasn’t he running around, chasing someone, or shouting nonsense with the other kids? How could he stomach sitting there alone for so long?

The questions buzzed in your head, but more than that, you felt a pull. You wanted to know him. You wanted him to talk to you, to share whatever thoughts were hiding behind those serious brown eyes. And if he wouldn’t come to you, well, that was fine. You’d go to him.

You had the kind of confidence that only comes from being five years old and utterly fearless. The kind of confidence that didn’t know rejection or hesitation, only the certainty that the world would say "yes" if you asked it nicely enough.

So, you marched right up to him, your pigtails bouncing with each determined step. You put on your brightest smile, the kind of smile that has always gotten adults to bend down and coo. “Aren’t you just the sweetest?”

"Hi!" you announced, planting yourself firmly in front of him like he had no choice but to acknowledge you. You told him your name, grinning at him.

He blinked, startled out of his deep, secured thoughts to the sight of you. It took a while, but he lifted his caramel gaze to meet yours. For a moment, he just looked at you, like he wasn’t sure if you were real. No one has ever approached him before, well not as brazenly as this. Then, finally, he answered you back.

"Hi….I’m Kento."

“Kento, huh.” you said, testing the name again like you were rolling it around in your head, trying to get the feel of it. After a moment, you nodded, satisfied.

“Yeah, that’s my name.”

“That’s a good name.” You declared it with the authority of a five-year-old who had decided someone was officially worth their time.

“Your name’s okay too... I guess,” Kento replied, his tone so nonchalant it was almost teasing.

“Huh? It’s pretty!” you retorted, your hands flying to your hips, a slight pout settling on your lips. “My mom thought hard about it, you know!”

“So did mine.” Kento shot back, a flicker of mischief lighting his normally serious face. Then, in a tone that was just a little too smug, he added, “It’s a good name too.”

For a second, you just stared at him, caught off guard by the slyness in his tone. Then, to your own surprise, you burst out laughing. It wasn’t just the words that got to you—it was the way he said them, so calm and deliberate, like he was throwing you a challenge wrapped in politeness.

“You’re funny, you know that?” you decided, grinning widely.

Kento raised an eyebrow at that, his lips twitching into the barest hint of a smile. “I wasn’t trying to be.”

“Well, you are.” you said firmly, as though your opinion was final. “So, Kento, what do you wanna do? We could swing, or climb the jungle gym, or—oh! We could build a sandcastle!”

He blinked, caught off guard by your rapid-fire suggestions. “I don’t know,” he said slowly, like he wasn’t used to making decisions for playtime.

You rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand without a second thought. “Then we’re doing the sandcastle! Come on, you’re gonna love it.”

He let you pull him along, his steps falling into rhythm with yours. “What if I don’t?” he asked, his voice so soft you almost missed the challenge in it.

“You will!” you said confidently, already imagining the crooked towers you’d build together. “Because I said so.”

Nanami Kento didn’t argue. Instead, he let out a quiet laugh, the sound so small you might’ve missed it if you weren’t paying attention. But you were paying attention, because something about this boy made you want to see every little detail he kept hidden in that quiet bubble of his.

From that moment, Kento Nanami became yours.

He knew that just as much as you did, even then.

And he was certain you were just as much his from then.

It wasn’t long into your days of playdates before you started staking your claim. You didn’t mean to—well, maybe you did. That really didn’t matter. What mattered was that you and Kento were having fun. Like the time some other kids approached while you and Kento were hard at work in the sandbox, trying to make your castle less crooked.

"Hey, kid!" one of them called, pointing at the little shovel in Kento’s hands. "Can I borrow that?"

"No way." you said firmly before Kento could even open his mouth. You shot the kid a look that clearly said back off. "We’re using it."

"But—"

"Nope. Sorry. It’s ours to play with." you cut them off, turning back to your castle as if the conversation was over. "Right, Kento?"

Kento hesitated for a second, glancing between you and the other kid, before quietly nodding. "Right."

The other kids' faces were filled with harsh looks at what you said. But you didn’t care. All they could do was huff and puff until they were blue in the face. You would never budge, not even if they wanted you too.

You were a tough girl. And you always got what you wanted. And you wanted your new friend and his attention only on you. So you didn't care what you did. You’ll keep your friend, no matter what they want.

Soon enough, they gave in and went to wander off. You can only smile. You didn’t feel the slightest bit bad. If anything, you had wished that they had left much sooner.

You turned to Kento with a satisfied smile. "Good. They’d just mess it up anyway. It’s better if we play together, only us!"

Kento tilted his head, watching you with that quiet curiosity he always seemed to have. You seemed to be content about playing just by yourself, by his side. Not many kids seem to be content about wanting to do that at all.

"Why don’t you let other kids play with us?" he asked.

You looked at him like the answer should’ve been obvious. "Because you’re my friend. I found you first. That means you’re mine."

For a moment, he just stared at you.

Then, slowly, that tiny, barely-there smile returned.

"Okay." he said simply, like he didn’t mind one bit.

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YEARS DRAGGED ON IN A FLASH FOR BOTH OF YOU. From that day forward, Nanami Kento was your shadow. Or maybe you were his—it often depended on who was asking and whose ego needed inflating at the moment.

But that was just how it was between the two of you. And you were content about how that goes. You knew he was just the same. Not because you went around declaring it (okay, maybe you did once or twice), but because your actions left no room for doubt.

The two of you were inseparable, and everyone knew it. In a way, both your parents were both glad and concerned about it. Glad that you both were in each other’s lives, nurturing and caring for each other. That means you both weren’t lonely, and you both were happily playing with each other day in and out of school.

But concerned that you weren’t letting each other find any other people in your lives and explore other friendships. But that hardly mattered to the two of you. Both of you didn’t budge. You didn’t need anyone else. If anything, you only need each other. You were both content with that.

If there was a school project, Nanami Kento was your partner. No debates, no negotiation. You made sure of it every single time. It got to the point where teachers didn’t even bother asking anymore. By third grade, the class roster might as well have been printed with your name and his own written in bold under "Partners" for every project.

“Do you guys ever work with anyone else?” a classmate once dared to ask.

“Why would we?” you replied, looking genuinely puzzled. “He’s the best at making the physical parts.I don’t need anyone else.”

Kento, standing beside you, simply shrugged. “She’s good at explaining the messy, hard parts.” he said, so matter-of-factly it left no room for argument.

At lunch, it was no different. You always saved him a spot, waving him over like a VIP guest being ushered past the velvet rope. And no one dared sit with the two of you. Not after The Incident.

There was one time where a new kid made the mistake of sliding into the seat next to Nanami Kento before he got there. You didn’t even hesitate to act as quickly as you could.

“Excuse me, new kid.” you said, your voice sugary sweet, but your eyes narrowing dangerously.

“What?” the kid asked, glancing up at you.

“That’s his seat.” You pointed toward Kento, who was still in the lunch line, entirely oblivious to the showdown brewing at the table.

“Seats are for everyone in the school.” the kid said, with all the defiance of someone who didn’t know better yet. “I can sit wherever I want.”

And that’s when you did it. You reached out and swatted their hand as they tried to open their milk carton. You glared at him, almost as cold as the North Pole. He gulped at your glare. You were terrifying for a middle schooler.

“Go. Somewhere. Else.” you said, every word punctuated with a glare that could have sent a grown man packing. “That’s HIS seat!”

The new kid was terrified and immediately scurried off, muttering something about "territorial weirdos." — that was another thing for the school to whisper about in their past time. But you didn’t care.

By the time that he got out of the boy’s toilets, Nanami Kento got to the table, his spot was as clear as always, and you were already peeling the wrapper off the sandwich your mom made for him like nothing had happened.

“Thanks.” he said, sitting down without even asking why the kid from earlier was now eating on the other side of the cafeteria. He saw that of course. But he didn’t dare ask. “Thank your mom for me, about the sandwich.”

“You’re welcome.” you replied, sliding his sandwich over to him. You smiled as he opened his own lunch bag and started to pull out chocolate pudding in a tupperware. “Ohhhh, your mom thought of dessert!”

“Hm, I asked her.” Kento retorts back to you, smiling softly at your excitement. “Since you like chocolate pudding.”

“Thank your mama for me, okay?”

“Hm, I will.”

But of course, your protectiveness didn’t stop at lunch seats. If anything, you were protective of him to the point that it was already insane. If anyone so much as thought about teasing him, you were on them like a hawk. It didn’t matter if it was a stupid nickname or a poorly aimed joke. Nanami Kento wasn’t going to deal with any of it, not on your watch.

“Hey, Kento, why are you so quiet all the time?” one boy snickered during recess, his tone dripping with mockery.

Before Kento could even respond, you were already there, hands on your hips and glaring like you were ready to call down the wrath of the heavens. You glared at the kid as though he was meeting to face a thousand suns.

“Maybe he’s quiet because he doesn’t waste time saying dumb things like you do.” you snapped, tilting your head and raising an eyebrow for maximum effect. “Stop being a weird waste of space and leave him alone, you freak!”

The boy tried to stammer something in response, but you didn’t wait to hear it. You didn’t care for what they said. Only for what Kento says. You rolled your eyes at the kid, as though he bored you and looked away. Soon enough, you turned back to Kento, your expression softening immediately.

“Come on, Kento.” you said, grabbing his hand. “We’re going to the swings.”

Kento didn’t say much about that. But later, when that same boy made a malicious face at you from across the playground and had made a plan to chase you with a bottle of water to throw, Nanami Kento was the first to sense a threat against you.

He sighed heavily and without even looking up from his picture book muttered just loud enough for you to hear. “She’s faster than you, you know? She would wet your hair and make fun of you for it. So, I wouldn’t try it.”

The boy stayed far away after that.

And you could only giggle at what he said.

Nanami Kento knew you all too well.

But just as much as you were ready to fight Nanami Kento’s battles, he was ready to fight yours. And while you often took on challenges with the energy of a charging bull, Kento’s approach was quieter, deadlier—like a knife slipping between ribs before anyone even noticed it was there. He was just that type of kid, you think.

You first realized just how far Kento was willing to go for you one day when a group of older girls decided to target your ponytails. It wasn’t a big deal to you at first; you were used to the occasional teasing. But this time, something about their tone, or maybe the way they crowded around, everything about it had made your stomach twist.

“Why do you always look like you just rolled out of bed?” one of them sneered, her voice dripping with faux innocence.

Her friends burst into laughter, as if she’d just delivered the punchline of the century. You bristled, the words forming on your tongue to snap back. But before you could speak, Kento appeared, slipping between you and the girls like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Why do you care?” he asked, his tone calm, his hands tucked casually into his pockets.

It was such a simple question, but somehow it silenced the entire group. The girl blinked at him, thrown off by his directness. Kento yawned, as though he was already bored with her. She had never expected anything from him. Kento was quiet and reserved.

He was also popular and quite a handsome young boy that people had a crush on. Even when he didn’t talk or pay any mind to any of them. You glared at this girl, as though she was the worst of them all. She’s always been trying to take Kento from you.

“Uh, excuse me?” she said, attempting to regain her composure.

“You heard me.” Kento’s gaze was steady, his expression as unreadable as ever, but there was an edge to his voice that made it clear he wasn’t messing around. “Why do you care what she looks like? Or are you just bored?”

The giggling stopped.

“Well, I—” The girl floundered, her cheeks turning pink.

“She looks fine to me.” Kento interrupted smoothly, tilting his head slightly as if he were assessing them. “Better than you, anyway. I mean, those pants with that shirt? What are you thinking? Does your mom even love you if she allows you to wear something like that?”

You could’ve heard a pin drop at what he had said. You look at him, blinkingly. Before finding yourself bellowing at laughter at how blunt he had worked everything. The girls gasped, their mouths falling open in perfect synchronization. One of them muttered something about “rude boys” and then, just like that, they were gone, retreating with their tails between their legs.

You stood there, stunned, as Kento turned back to you like nothing had happened. You finally straightened yourself from your laughing form. You wiped your eyes as you turned back at him. You grinned at his words.

“Better than her?” you repeated later as the two of you walked back to class. You were trying not to laugh, but the corners of your mouth kept twitching upward.

“It’s true. You already know that.” he said simply, not bothering to look up from the book he’d already opened, as if the whole thing hadn’t even fazed him.

“Aw, you think I’m cute, don’t you?” you teased, nudging him with your elbow.

“Don’t push it.” he replied dryly, but the tiny smirk playing at the corner of his lips betrayed him.

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BUT OF COURSE, THIS ONLY INTENSIFIED ONCE YOU BOTH GREW OLDER. Entering this new environment, in high school — one could say nothing had ever changed. If anything, it has only grown more concrete that you and Nanami Kento, no one can separate the two of you even if they tried.

If one were to describe how you both were, it would be like being a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Inseparable. And even when people questioned it, you turned them down just as easily. Little by little, people barely questioned it anymore.

You had long since reached the point where your friendship was so solid that it seemed like a fact of life. If anyone tried to ask about it, the answer was already clear: You two were a package deal. And while you liked it that way, not everyone seemed to get the memo.

It didn’t take long for the attention to roll in once high school started. You were used to it by now. After all, you and Kento had always been a pair of conspicuously close friends, so naturally, people were curious.

But this was a different kind of curiosity, the kind that came with stares and whispers behind your backs. Everyone seemed to have suddenly developed a keen interest in your best friend, and you couldn’t decide if it was because of his brooding good looks or that deep, mysterious aura he carried, but maybe, probably both.

It started with the girls, as it usually did. They would hover around Kento in class, a little too eager to engage in conversations about anything—his favorite books, his thoughts on the weather, even the random things he’d written in the margins of his notes. It didn’t matter what they brought up; they were just looking for an excuse to get a reaction out of him.

They wanted to be the one to crack the mystery that was Nanami Kento. And of course, they expected him to open up, to smile, to laugh, to do something that would confirm they were special enough to make him forget his usual quiet, studious demeanor.

But Kento, being the stoic, no-nonsense guy he was, would respond with quiet politeness, barely even registering their presence. He would tilt his head slightly when they asked questions, look at them through the edge of his glasses, and give just enough of an answer to keep things from getting awkward.

The girls would often stare at him a little longer than necessary, hoping for a second of warmth or acknowledgment. But no matter how many times they tried, all they got was that polite, impersonal smile that didn’t reach his eyes. And it wasn’t that he didn’t care; it was just that he didn’t care about them, not in the way they wanted.

To Nanami Kento, it was all just noise. So, he’d just keep his focus on what mattered, which was probably the latest algebra problem or his ongoing internal monologue about the best way to prepare his next snack.

Even as an emo guy with that black hoodie, messy blond hair, brooding eyes that screamed ‘don’t talk to me, but if you do, be prepared for my sarcasm’—people still flocked to him. It was almost unfair, you thought. He had this combination of boy-next-door charm and detached, almost tragic mystique that girls couldn’t resist.

He was a pretty boy, you knew that much. You’d known him long enough to appreciate the way his eyes glinted in the sunlight, how his messy hair always looked effortlessly perfect, how he somehow made a monotone voice sound like the most hypnotic thing in the room.

And it wasn’t just the girls, either. The guys were starting to notice, too. Sure, they didn’t hover the same way, but they’d get a little too chatty when Kento was around, laughing a little too hard at his dry jokes, trying just a bit too hard to be friendly.

Everyone knew he wasn’t the type to just buddy up with anyone, and that mystery only made him more desirable. So when they’d get too close, you’d notice the slight twitch of Kento’s eyebrow, the way he’d lean just a little bit further away to make it clear that he was not interested in their company.

But the one thing you didn’t doubt was this: Kento was really polite. He never outright rejected anyone, and that politeness was a plus. Sure, it drove you a little crazy when they’d swarm him like bees to honey.

But you had to admit that his politeness was a rare commodity in a world where most people had no issue turning someone down rudely or making them feel uncomfortable. Kento didn’t do that. He’d simply nod back at people and get back to whatever it was he was doing, never making a fuss about the attention.

Well, it was better than over half the school, that’s for sure. You’d seen the way people treated each other, cold and snide, brushing off others without so much as a second thought. Kento was a rare gem in that regard. He was a gentleman, even in the face of all the attention he was getting, and that made it all the more frustrating.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want people to admire him; you just didn’t like the thought of anyone thinking they could replace you. You and Kento had this bond, a strong one, one that didn’t need words to be understood. But here was the thing—everyone else didn’t get it. And that was where the fun (and by fun, you mean sneaky sabotage) began.

After all, who else could say they knew all his little quirks? Who else had shared so many quiet lunches under that same oak tree, or been the one to force him to eat a full meal instead of staring at his book? You were his best friend, and that meant you had a certain, special claim on him, no matter how many girls wanted to make themselves part of his world.

But, like the selfless best friend you were, you’d keep that fact under wraps. No one needed to know you had a stake in him—especially when you were also the one helping him avoid the chaos of all his newfound admirers. Let them keep fighting over who could be the one to crack Kento's cold exterior; you'd be the one to keep it safe.

But that wasn’t enough. No, they wanted more. They wanted to peel back the layers, crack open that cool exterior, and find whatever hidden treasure lay beneath. And that was where you came in. That’s where you always have to come in. He was your best friend, after all.

It wasn’t that you hated the attention Kento was getting, but it was yours, wasn’t it? You didn’t want anyone to think they could just stroll up and waltz into the little bubble you and Kento had created. And you know he agreed. He doesn’t really need anyone else, he’s said that to you numerous times.

So naturally, you and Kento found creative ways to sabotage any admirer who dared to get too close. It wasn’t malicious, exactly. Well, not to you or Kento. it was more like you were just “protecting” him, and, on occasion, he did the same for you.

It started with the simple things. You'd hover near him during lunch, casually tossing your snacks at him in a way that made it obvious you didn’t want him interacting too much with anyone else. It was like a game of cat-and-mouse between the two of you. Both of you pretended you weren’t doing it, but everyone knew exactly what you were up to.

For example, when this girl from the other class named Yuki asked to sit with Kento one day during lunch time, you quickly swooped in, plopping down next to him like you were the most important thing in his world. You grinned at him and he hummed.

“Hey, Kentooooo!” you said, dropping your lunch tray in front of him. “Did you get those history notes I gave you this morning?”

Yuki opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, you continued to talk to him with a brighter grin. You nonchalantly handed your strawberry milk carton to him and he started to open it for you with the same amount of cool.

“I was thinking of making brownies this weekend. You like chocolate, right? The ones that we used to buy at the mart? It hasn’t changed, right?” You sent her an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I know it's probably too sweet, but it’s his favorite.”

Kento nodded back at you as he placed your strawberry milk carton on the side. You thanked him happily as you started to drink with happy sounds. Kento simply looked at Yuki with the politest expression he could muster and muttered back at her.

“Sorry, I’ve got a study group with her after school. Maybe next time.”

Yuki didn’t even bother trying to argue, just nodding stiffly before retreating. You shot Kento a quick grin, but before you could say anything, he just sighed and went back to his book.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know.” he muttered under his breath. “Could have handled that myself.”

“But I have to. You know that.” you said with a grin, popping a piece of fruit into your mouth. “You’re my best friend, not hers.”

One day at lunch, as you and Kento sat under the shade of the old oak tree, munching on your usual snacks, a girl named Mia from your history class walked by. She glanced at Kento, then at you, then back at Kento, before finally stopping a few feet away.

"Hey, Kento!" she called, her voice way too sweet for your liking. “Mind if I join you guys?”

You didn’t even have to look up from your crackers. “Sure, but he doesn’t bite.” you said, not even looking at Mia. “I mean, I don’t think so...”

Kento, who had been engrossed in a textbook the size of a brick, glanced up at you before looking back at Mia. "I can sit alone, you know." he said, a little too casually, not even bothering to hide the fact that he didn’t care much for the attention.

Mia, undeterred, tried again. “Are you sure? I heard you like this band, too. Maybe we could—”

But before she could finish her sentence, you leaned forward, dropping a half-eaten cracker dramatically into your lap as if to make your point clear.

"If you want to talk about music, you’re gonna have to take it up with me right now, okay?" you declared, giving her your best “this is my turf” look. "Kento here’s more into his book right now, not whatever band you think you have in common with him."

Kento blinked slowly, clearly trying to figure out why he was being pulled into this, but didn't argue. He just glanced at you and nodded, an expression you knew meant, I’m not getting involved in this one.

Mia looked between you and Kento, her shoulders slumping in defeat. “Okay, fine.” she muttered before turning around and walking off, her face flushed red.

"Good job, hero," Kento muttered under his breath, voice dry.

You smirked at him. "You’re welcome, sunshine."

Of course, it wasn’t like you were the only one who was possessive. Nanami Kento hated that you were constantly getting hit on. It drove him absolutely insane. Apparently, teenage boys had this ridiculous notion that your consistent rejections made you more appealing. The more you turned them down, the more determined they became, like you were some kind of prize to be won.

Nanami Kento of course, naturally, found this logic baffling—and irritating. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust you to handle yourself; he absolutely did. He hated everyone else, maybe most of all the men around him and of course — you.

But watching those guys swarm around you, trying to impress you with their lame jokes or over-the-top compliments, made his jaw tighten and his grip on his pen just a little too firm. Oh, he hated men even more like that. And, well, Kento was never one to sit back and let something annoy him for too long. Not when it comes to you.

But of course, there are things that come as unexpected too.

Maybe it was because Nanami Kento was too perceptive.

Maybe he was just good at dissecting situations happening.

He doesn’t know how this happened, or how this came to pass.

But today would change his life for good, that was certain.

A week after one particularly bold senior cornered you after class to “ask for your number” Kento decided to return the favor—not with dramatics, of course, but with his usual understated, calm assertiveness.

You were sitting in the library, animatedly telling Kento about your latest sketch. It was a concept you were certain would win the upcoming art contest. He was actually paying attention, nodding slightly as you explained your technique, when suddenly, a guy from the senior class decided to interrupt.

“Hey, you’re the girl who draws, right?” the senior asked, leaning against the edge of the table with a grin that screamed overconfident.

You blinked, caught off guard. “Uh… yeah, that’s me.”

“Well,” he continued, practically oozing smugness, “I was thinking, maybe you’d want to collaborate on some sketches sometime. You know, we could—”

Before he could finish whatever weak line he’d rehearsed, Kento smoothly slid into the seat beside you, his broad shoulders cutting off your view of the guy. He didn’t even spare him a glance. Instead, he turned to you, his voice calm but laced with just enough edge to make his point.

“I’m pretty sure sketching is a solitary activity.” Kento said matter-of-factly. “You know, for concentration… unless, of course, you want a distraction?”

The guy blinked, clearly caught off guard by Kento’s sudden presence. “Uh, no, I—”

Kento didn’t let him finish. “You know….” he continued, still not looking at the guy. “It’s actually better if you’re alone when you’re working. Less… interruptions.”

He then picked up your sketchbook, flipping through it with the kind of casual indifference that somehow made it clear he wasn’t going anywhere. Your jaw dropped at what he’s done.He’s silly like this sometimes, you think to yourself.

“Kento!” you half-laughed, half-scolded, reaching for your sketchbook. “That’s my sketchbook!”

“Yeah, I know, I know.” he replied nonchalantly, not even pretending to give it back. His attention wasn’t on your sketches anymore, though. His eyes were fixed on the poor senior, who was now fidgeting uncomfortably under Kento’s unnervingly calm stare.

“Do you mind?” Kento said coolly. “She’s busy.”

The guy stammered something unintelligible, his confidence evaporating faster than a spilled soda in the sun. “Uh… yeah, maybe another time, I guess.” he mumbled before slinking off, clearly realizing he was no match for Nanami Kento’s level of subtle intimidation.

Once the guy was gone, you turned back to Kento, crossing your arms with a mix of exasperation and amusement. You giggled to yourself for a moment. He sighed, looking at how amused you were. It was always like this with you, getting giddy when he does things like this.

“Nice one, Kento.” you said, smirking. “You do know I could have handled that, right?”

Kento raised an eyebrow, setting your sketchbook back down and leaning back in his chair like nothing had happened. You take it back from him, giving him a small thanks. He couldn’t stop looking at you. But when you looked up again, he'd already looked away.

“Sure.” he said, his lips curling into that faint, almost-smile of his. “But it looked like you were busy… talking to him.”

You rolled your eyes, swatting his arm. “What was that even about? You’re not my bodyguard, you know.”

“I wasn’t being a bodyguard.” he replied, his tone annoyingly calm. “I was just... pointing out how distracting he was being.”

“Right, right.” you said, narrowing your eyes at him. “And that had nothing to do with you hating that he interrupted us?”

Kento didn’t answer right away, but the way his eyes flickered with quiet amusement gave him away. He never likes admitting it out loud, but he feels glad. He feels glad when he makes sure you both are alone. You were all he needed after all.

“Maybe.” he finally admitted, his voice as casual as ever. “Or maybe I just wanted to look at your sketchbook.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “You’re impossible.”

“And you talk too much.” he countered, eyes shining softly against your own.

You giggled back at him, your lips smiling beautifully at him. Beautifully more than ever before. “But you like it that way, don’t you?”

Huh, what was that? He thought to himself.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Was that his heart beating like that just now?

For a moment, he stops and looks at you. You were unaware about what happened just now. Instead, you were back on your sketching, humming to some song you were obsessed with right now. Kento swallowed hard, suddenly hyper-aware of how he was looking at you. He cleared his throat.

“We should get going.” he said finally, his voice a little quieter than usual. “The library closes soon.”

You nodded, falling into step beside him as you always did. But as you walked, Kento couldn’t help sneaking a glance at you out of the corner of his eye. He’d always thought of himself as someone who was good at keeping his emotions in check, but now he wasn’t so sure.

Is this what it feels like? Kento wondered as he watched you walk off in front of him.

He stops. He takes in the sight of you. You were laughing, hopping on the tiles one by one. The sun glows behind you like a beacon leading him to the direction of life. You nearly fell, making him jump forward. But you held your balance.

And then you laughed. Laughed so beautifully that he doesn’t know what to do. He could feel every fiber of him turning warm, warmer and redder than ever before. His heart beating out of rhythm again.

Ah, shit. Kento once more thinks to himself. I’m screwed.

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HE DOESN’T THINK TO SAY ANYTHING. How could he, when he’s scared about the outcome? But as the time flew by as fast as it could, he knew he can’t keep being a coward about it. He had to say something. He should do it soon.

It was going to come out anyway. College was looming on both your shoulders. And with that, a lot of uncertainty came. If he says something, at the very least there would be something certain, concrete as your friendship.

The two of you sat cross-legged on the floor of Kento’s family home, a single bottle of sake between you. Neither of you had much experience with alcohol, but the thrill of being eighteen and toeing the line of rebellion was too tempting to resist.

Kento poured carefully into the mismatched cups you'd found in his cupboard, his movements precise, even in the low light.

"Cheers, cheers!" you yell with that bright eyed grin, raising your cup to him.

"To...?" he asked, his brow arching slightly, always wanting things to have a purpose.

"To us!" you said simply, eyes sparkling with mischief.

He hesitated, his breath catching in his chest, before clicking his cup against yours. "To us."

The first sip was sharp, burning its way down, but it wasn’t long before the alcohol began to work its magic with swift effectivity. You laughed more freely, leaning closer to him, and your words came faster, your thoughts unfiltered.

"You know, Kentooooo." you said, poking his shoulder with a pout. "You’re, like, ridiculously handsome, right?"

Kento froze mid-sip, his ears instantly turning as pink as your sweater. "W–what?"

"I mean it! You’re so... ugh…." you groaned, tossing your head back dramatically. "How am I supposed to focus when you look at me like that?"

"Like what?" he asked, his voice soft, betraying the nervous flutter in his chest.

"Like you’re trying not to smile, but your eyes are giving you away." you teased, your grin widening as you poked his cheek this time.

Nanami Kento could feel his heart pounding so loud he was sure you could hear it. Every word you spoke chipped away at his usual composure, and he could feel himself unraveling under the weight of your drunken admiration. In just this moment, you wholly outwit him. You make him come undone. Only you can have that effect on him. Only you.

"You’re unbelievable, you know that?" he muttered, trying to look away, but you caught his chin, turning his face back to yours.

"Admit it already, won’t you?" you said, your voice lower now, but no less playful. "You like me. Maybe even a little too much."

Kento stared at you, the world blurring slightly around the edges, whether from the alcohol or the way you were looking at him, he wasn’t sure. He didn’t want to do it like this. He didn’t want to put up his hopes that you would be sober enough to know the truth. Or for you to have sober truths pouring out of your sharp grinning lips.

"I think…" he began, his voice steady but his heart anything but.

“You think?”

"I’m falling for you. More and more. Every second."

You blinked at what had just shifted in the air, your teasing expression softening as you processed his words. Then, to his surprise, you smiled—not mischievously this time, but gently, sweetly. Full with a merry drink, you smiled.

"Good." you whispered, leaning in so close he could smell the faint sweetness of the sake on your breath. "You said really good words.”

Kento barely had time to breathe before you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, leaving his face on fire and his heart completely, utterly yours. Kento froze, the warmth of your lips lingering on his cheek like a brand. His breath hitched as your words sank into the alcohol-drenched air between you.

“I think I’m already there.”

He stared at you, his usually composed mind now an unsteady swirl of emotions—exhilaration, disbelief, and a flicker of hesitation. Your gaze was soft, dreamy, and undeniably sincere, but the alcohol in your system clouded everything. He said it out loud. But are you sure? How could you be, with how merry the drink is in your belly?

"You don’t mean that." he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, as though saying it too loud would shatter the fragile moment.

"I do. I do." you said, your expression serious despite the light flush of intoxication on your cheeks. You reached for his hand, holding it with a gentle firmness that made his heart stumble in its rhythm.

Kento's fingers curled instinctively around yours before he could stop himself, but his grip was careful, steady. "You're drunk. I just…you can’t say that drunk." he pointed out, his voice more tender than reprimanding.

You frowned, tilting your head like you were trying to understand him through the haze. "So? That doesn’t mean it’s not true."

He sighed, looking down at your joined hands. He wanted so desperately to believe you, to let his heart leap completely into your words, but his rational side, his ever-present voice of reason. It held him back.

"It matters. It matters to me." he said softly, his thumb brushing over your knuckles absentmindedly. "If you mean it, I need to hear it when you’re sober. When you’re sure."

"But I am sure, Kento." you insisted, leaning closer, your warmth almost overwhelming him. Your free hand reached up to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead, and he felt the breath leave his lungs in a rush.

Kento shook his head, his smile faint but aching with restraint. "Not like this." he murmured. "You’ll wake up tomorrow and—"

"And what? Pretend this didn’t happen?" you interrupted, your brows knitting together. "Do you think I’d forget how much I lo—"

His hand shifted, gently pressing a single finger to your lips to quiet you, though it was more for his sake than yours. He wasn’t sure he could take it, hearing those words from you while your judgment was fogged.

"Stop. Please." he said, his voice barely steady. "Don’t say it now. Not tonight."

Your eyes searched hisfrustration flickering in their depths before softening. You saw the way his shoulders tensed, the way he looked at you like he was holding back an ocean of feelings.

"You're such a romantic, aren’t you?" you murmured, a teasing lilt to your voice as a lazy smile spread across your face.

He gave a quiet chuckle, his fingers brushing against your cheek now without realizing it. "Maybe." he admitted, his tone gentler than ever. "But I want this—want us—to start right. I’ll wait until you’re ready to tell me again."

You let out a small sigh but didn’t argue. Instead, you leaned into his touch, your head coming to rest on his shoulder as your eyelids grew heavy. You always liked this, taking in his warmth. You don’t think there was any other place you belonged in but his arms.

If you were being honest, you were afraid. He was right. Your words could mean something, and maybe it wouldn’t be as clear as his own. You were drunk. You were really drunk. And feels hazy in your head. It wouldn’t be fair. It wouldn’t be fair to your Kento. Not like this.

"Fine." you murmured, your words slurring slightly. "But you’d better be ready for me to say it a hundred times tomorrow. Maybe a thousand."

Kento chuckled again, the sound low and warm in his chest, as he rested his chin lightly on top of your head. "I’ll be ready." he promised, even as his own heart thudded wildly at the thought. “I’m always waiting for you. Always.”

And as you drifted off, still clutching his hand like it was the most natural thing in the world, Kento silently vowed to himself: when the time came, he’d tell you how deeply, how completely he felt for you too. He just needed to be sure you knew what it meant.

The morning after that night, you woke up on Kento's couch, the faint remnants of sake lingering in the air. Your head throbbed lightly, and your memories were fuzzy around the edges. Kento, ever thoughtful, had left a glass of water and some aspirin on the table beside you.

"Rough night?" he asked from the kitchen, his voice steady but carefully neutral as he busied himself making coffee.

You groaned, rubbing your temples. "What did I even say last night? I barely remember anything."

He hesitated, his hand tightening briefly on the handle of the coffee pot. He looked over at you, your half-asleep face free of the weight of your drunken confessions. For a moment, he considered saying something, but the words got caught in his throat.

"Nothing too embarrassing," he said instead, forcing a faint smile.

You laughed, your cheeks reddening slightly. "Good. I’d hate to think I made a fool of myself in front of you."

Kento gave a small nod, but his heart felt heavy. You didn’t remember, and he couldn’t bring himself to remind you. Not like this. So, he lets himself break apart. He doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t let you have guilt. Because if he did, how is that loving you?

So Nanami Kento buried those words, locking them away where they couldn’t touch the fragile balance between you. He told himself it was better this way. But he hopes, maybe one day — just one day. You’ll see him too. Sober with your love for him.

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THINGS DID CHANGE A BIT WHEN YOU WENT TO COLLEGE. Of course, you both got into the same university. But there’s a rough difference between not only being in different departments, but also being in different campuses. It was a rough travel back and forth. But Nanami Kento was determined to go and visit you.

You often feel a little bad when you look back on those days. Engineering classes were no joke. Too many long hours, grueling projects, and the constant pressure to keep up left you drained most of the time.

You barely had the energy to go out, even when you wanted to. But Kento never minded. He understood in the quiet, steady way that only he could, and instead of waiting for you to have time, he made sure to visit you instead.

It didn’t matter where for him. Whether it was the bustling campus lunch hall, where the two of you would share a plate of something warm while you tried to finish an assignment, or your dorm room, which was always a little messy with textbooks and half-drunk cups of coffee.

What mattered to him wasn’t the place or even what you were doing. What mattered was just being with you.

And that thought? It never fails to make your heart skip a beat. Even now, after everything, it feels just as special as it did back then. You still held dearest to him after all this time. Ever since you were kids, you were his everything. And you were sure, more than ever now, that he was yours too. In all sense of the word.

It’s been a year and a half since that time, since you confessed to Kento. Well, technically, drunk you confessed to him. It was late, and you’d had just enough to drink to make your heart bolder than your brain. You didn’t want to say a word. And you think that Kento was just as much waiting for you to say something.

You were ready to die of embarrassment when you remembered that you had said that. But then you remembered, with just as much horror and embarrassment — he’d confessed too. With that same calm sincerity, he told you he’d felt the same way for a while.

Looking back, it was a little messy, maybe even a lot embarrassing. But it was also sweet, earnest, and so perfect for you two. And honestly? You wouldn’t change a thing. You had said something that clarified things for you.

After all, that drunken confession was the start of something that would make all the challenges of those days worth it, every late-night study session, every coffee-fueled conversation, every stolen moment in between. It wasn’t perfect, but it was yours.

You were falling for Kento more and more every day, and it was starting to feel like a problem. A big problem. How were you supposed to act normal around him when everything he did—from the way he fixed his tie to the way he said your name—made your heart do backflips?

It wasn’t fair, really. How was it possible that the same person who once laughed so hard he choked on a piece of rice during lunch was also the one making you reconsider your entire perception of love? He was your best friend, and now you couldn’t even look at him without overthinking every little thing.

And to make matters worse, he was visiting you today.

You had approximately 15 minutes to get your life together before Kento arrived, which was nowhere near enough time to deal with the tornado that was your dorm room or the emotional hurricane swirling inside you.

“Okay, okay, calm your tits.” you muttered to yourself, grabbing stray socks off the floor. “Just play it cool. It’s just Kento. You know him best. Real well. He’s been here a million times. No big deal. Totally normal.”

You shoved a pile of notebooks into your desk drawer, praying it wouldn’t jam, and quickly rearranged the pillows on your bed. By the time you heard the knock at your door, your dorm was passable, well barely. And you were mostly sure you didn’t look like a total disaster.

When you opened the door, there he was, Nanami Kento in all of his huge handsome stature, standing there with his usual calm demeanor, holding a bag of snacks. You yelped quietly as you looked at him. Your roommates must have let him inside.

“Thought you might need these.” he said, giving you one of those small, knowing smiles that made your brain short-circuit.

You blinked at him. “Nanami Kento, are you a psychic?”

He raised an eyebrow. “No, but you texted me at 2 AM complaining about running out of your favorite chips, so I figured this might help. You still have some paperwork to do, right? And you won’t eat unless I come by to remind you. So, I got it.”

“Oh.” You tried to laugh, but it came out more like a nervous croak. “Right. Thanks. You’re, uh…you’re a hero.”

He stepped inside, his gaze sweeping over the room. “Did a tornado hit your room? It was clean last time I came by.”

“What? No!” You crossed your arms defensively. “I cleaned! Mostly.”

Kento gave you a skeptical look before setting the bag of snacks on your desk. “If this is what ‘clean’ looks like to you, remind me never to see it messy.”

You threw a pillow at him, and he caught it effortlessly, smirking. “Careful. That’s my best throw pillow. If you damage it, I’ll charge you emotional damages.”

“Noted, little miss engineer.” he replied, setting the pillow down with exaggerated care. “What’s the rate for emotional damages these days?”

“Depends. How many snacks did you bring?”

“Enough to keep you from suing me.” He tells you with a grin. “Still have some in my car, just in case you wanted more.”

The two of you laughed, and for a moment, it felt like old times. A little bit easy, comfortable, effortless. But then, as Kento sat down on the edge of your bed, something in your chest tightened. How had this annoying, perfect, infuriatingly kind man become someone you couldn’t stop thinking about? Someone you don’t think you could live without?

He looked up at you, tilting his head slightly. “What’s with the staring? Do I have something on my face?”

“What? No!” You blinked rapidly, your cheeks heating. “I was just—uh—zoning out. Engineering stuff. Very complicated. You wouldn’t understand.”

“Right, right.” he said, clearly unconvinced. “Because I’m definitely not the one who helped you with that last project.”

“Details, details, Nanami Kento. Don’t get bogged down in the details.”

He chuckled, and the sound was so warm and familiar that you almost forgot why you were freaking out in the first place. Almost. Kento takes a moment. He then looks at you as though examining you with careful abandon. Kento wanted to take in the sight of you, after not seeing you for a while.

“You’re weird today, do you know that?” he said, leaning back slightly. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, totally fine. Super fine.” You waved a hand dismissively. “Just tired, you know? Engineering. It’s a grind.”

Kento studied you for a moment, his expression softening. “You’re a terrible liar, you know that?”

Your stomach flipped, and you forced a laugh. “Who, me? No way. I’m like…a professional liar. Best in the business.”

“Uh-huh.” He hums back in retort.

He didn’t press further, but the way he looked at you. Everything about his caramel gaze was gentle, understanding, like he already knew what you weren’t saying. Everything about it, everything about him made your heart squeeze.

You sighed internally. How were you supposed to handle this? You couldn’t just blurt out, “Hey, Kento, I think I’m in love with you, and it’s driving me absolutely insane!”

But as he opened the bag of snacks and handed you your favorite, you couldn’t help but think maybe, just maybe, he already knew that you knew. And that maybe he knew that you felt deeply about him. You sighed. Maybe you’re just imagining it.

As the minutes ticked by, Kento made himself right at home in your dorm, sitting cross-legged on your bed and munching on the snacks he’d brought. Meanwhile, you had plopped into your desk chair, scrolling on your phone under the pretense of “taking a break.”

But in reality, you were desperately trying to distract yourself from the way he looked way too good just casually existing in your space. How could he look that good even as a law major? How can he have time to make your heart feel like this?

As you flicked through your social media feed, you stumbled upon a post that made your stomach twist uncomfortably. It was a picture—Kento, smiling (smiling!) with a group of classmates, apparently from earlier that day. Some of them were girls. Really pretty girls. Those really pretty preppy law girls!

Your first thought was When does Kento even smile like that? He never smiles like that around me!

Your second thought was Who’s the one leaning so close to him? Is she, like, whispering in his ear or something?

You shot a quick, subtle glance at him. He was still on your bed, completely unaware of the emotional spiral you were going through. He crunched on a chip like it was the most normal day in the world.

“Did you have fun today?” you blurted out before you could stop yourself.

Kento raised an eyebrow. “Uh…what?”

“Today. You were with…people from your department.” you said, trying to sound casual and failing miserably.

His brow furrowed toward you slightly. “I mean, yeah, I had a class project meeting. It was fine. Why?”

“Oh, no reason.” you said, voice a little too high-pitched. Fuck, you were too obvious. You looked back at your phone, scrolling furiously to hide your face. “Just…wondering. Looked fun.”

“Wait.” Kento’s tone shifted. Suddenly you felt his gaze on you. “How do you know about that?”

Your heart dropped. “Uh, I saw it. Online. A picture. No big deal!”

There was a beat of silence before he spoke again, amusement clear in his voice. “Are you…jealous?”

“What?!” Your head whipped up so fast you almost gave yourself whiplash. “Me? Jealous? Of what? Why would I be jealous?”

Kento’s lips quivered into a rare, brat–like smirk, and you immediately knew you were in trouble. “No reason at all.” he said smoothly. “Just seems like you’re a little…interested in what I’m doing when I’m not here.”

“Interested? Pfft, no. I was just—just checking to make sure you’re not hanging out with the wrong crowd.” you stammered, flailing for a decent excuse. “You know, bad influences. Peer pressure. That sort of thing.”

“Right, I see.” he said, clearly unconvinced. “Because I’m the type to fall victim to peer pressure.”

“Well, I don’t know that part of your life right now!” you snapped, feeling your face heat up. “Maybe one of those girls was trying to…to make you join a pyramid scheme or something!”

Kento leaned back on your bed, folding his arms behind his head, clearly enjoying this far too much. “You’re terrible at hiding things, you know.”

“I’m not hiding anything!” you shot back, spinning your chair around so you didn’t have to look at him.

There was a rustle of movement, and then suddenly, he was right behind you, his hand resting lightly on the back of your chair. You could feel your ears redden at the feeling of him. You squeaked, loud enough for him to hear.

“You’re really bad at lying, too. How come you haven’t evolved at lying? It’s been years and somehow, you’re still bad at it.” he said softly, his voice just teasing enough to make your heart race.

You spun around to face him, glaring. “Okay, fine! Maybe I was a little jealous. Are you happy now?”

Kento blinked, clearly surprised by your sudden outburst. But then, to your absolute horror, he started laughing—actual, full-on laughing. He hadn’t expected for you to just come out and say it like that. You were a prideful little flower, you always have been.

“You’re laughing at me?!” you cried, swatting at his arm.

“I’m not laughing at you, you know.” he said, still chuckling. “I just didn’t think you’d actually admit it.”

“Well, I did!” You crossed your arms, trying to look annoyed even as your face burned. “So what are you gonna do about it?”

Kento’s laughter softened into a small, fond smile, and for a moment, the teasing disappeared. He didn’t know how much he missed you until now. Somehow, the world seemed like it was in proper orbit when he’s with you like this.

“Nothing, nothing.” he said, his voice low and sincere. “Because you don’t need to be jealous. If I wanted to spend my time with anyone else, I wouldn’t be here right now.”

You stared at him, your brain short-circuiting as he straightened up and walked back to the bed like he hadn’t just casually wrecked you with one sentence. You looked away, crossing your arms as though to shield yourself from him. But he could still see the redness of your ears.

“Well….” you muttered under your breath, plopping dramatically onto your desk. “Now I’m jealous of myself.”

Kento paused mid-bite of a chip and turned to you with an amused look. “What was that?”

“Nothing!” you said quickly, sitting up straight like you hadn’t just been caught having an existential crisis.

But of course, Kento being Kento, he wasn’t about to let it slide. “No, no, go ahead.” he said, his smirk returning as he leaned back against the headboard. “Explain how you’re jealous of yourself. This, I have to hear.”

You groaned, hiding your face in your hands. “Forget I said anything. It’s dumb.”

“I doubt that at all.” he replied, his tone annoyingly smug. “But fine, I’ll drop it. For now.”

You peeked at him through your fingers, only to find him watching you with a mix of amusement and something softer, something that made your heart flip all over again. You wanted to throw a pillow at him or maybe yourself—just to get rid of the growing warmth in your chest.

Instead, you grabbed the bag of chips from the desk and walked over to him, shoving it into his hands. “Here. Eat some of the snacks and stop psychoanalyzing me.”

“I wasn’t psychoanalyzing you.” he said, popping another chip into his mouth. “But you’re making it very tempting.”

“Unbelievable, Kento.” you muttered, plopping down onto the bed beside him. “This is why I can’t stand you sometimes, you know that?”

“Uh-huh.” He glanced at you, one eyebrow raised. “So much so that you admitted to being jealous of people spending time with me. Makes perfect sense.”

You huffed, grabbing a handful of chips just to give your hands something to do. “Okay, fine, you got me. I was a little jealous. Big deal. You’re my best friend. It’s normal to feel weird about you hanging out with other people, right?”

“Is it?” he asked, his voice teasing but his eyes studying you closely.

“Yes!” you said, refusing to meet his gaze. “Because we’re close. And I don’t like sharing, okay? You’ve known that since we met!”

“Hmm, hmm.” he said thoughtfully, leaning a little closer. “So what you’re saying is, you want me all to yourself?”

You choked on your chip, coughing violently as Kento sat back, looking far too pleased with himself. “You—ugh! Don’t say things like that!”

“Why not? I’m just repeating what you said to me.” he replied innocently.

��That is not what I said!”

“Sounded like it to me.”

You glared at him, your face burning. “You’re the worst.”

“Sure, sure,” he said, smiling slightly. “But I’m your worst.”

And just like that, you were done for. Completely, utterly done for. You threw a pillow at him once again. Because what else could you do to him like that? He wasn’t wrong. Sure enough, he caught it effortlessly, laughing rather softly as he set it down beside him.

“Stop overthinking about it.” he said after a moment, his tone quieter now. “I’m here because I want to be. No one else matters, okay?”

You blinked, caught off guard by the sudden sincerity in his voice. “Oh.”

“Yeah.” he said simply, reaching into the chip bag again like he hadn’t just made your heart implode for the second time that evening.

And you sat there, staring at him like an idiot, thinking that maybe, just maybe, falling for him wasn’t the worst thing in the world after all.

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IT WAS ONE OF THE RARE OPPORTUNITIES WHERE YOU HAD A DAY OFF. So of course, you took the time to call Kento and ask him to hang out with you. And as usual, all he had said was that short, sure yes and nothing more.

He’d pick you up in thirty minutes, like usual. And of course, Nanami Kento was never late. If anything, he was always ten minutes early. He couldn’t have you waiting, after all.

The bar was warm and lively, filled with the hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses. You and Kento had decided to spend your day off together, and while the original plan had been something low-key like a café or a bookstore, somehow you’d ended up here, nursing a drink and trying to act normal around him.

He’d never been here before, but he saw it from across the road and if the cafe or bookstore was closed — an afternoon at a bar wasn’t going to be a bad idea for college kids wanting to have some adventure beyond the campus walls.

Normal. Just normal. Yeah, act like you do. Well, whatever normal looks like to you now.

You could only mentally sigh as your peripheral was only stuck on him more than usual.

As if that was possible when you were utterly, hopelessly in love with the man sitting across from you.

Kento, of course, looked effortlessly composed, like he always did—leaning back in his seat, one hand resting on the table, the other holding his drink. He wasn’t a flashy guy, but there was something about the way he carried himself that made it impossible not to stare. And you were staring. Again.

“You’re staring at me again.” he said, his voice calm but with a hint of amusement.

“I am not!” you shot back, quickly taking a sip of your drink to cover up your flustered state.

“You’ve been doing it all evening.” he continued, raising an eyebrow. “Is there something on my face?”

“No, no.” you muttered, feeling the heat creep up your neck. “I was just…zoning out. Thinking about…stuff.”

“Stuff. You sure….about stuff as an excuse?” he repeated, his tone skeptical.

“Yes, stuff.” you said firmly, glaring at him. “You wouldn’t understand.”

He chuckled softly, and you were both annoyed and utterly charmed by the sound. Why did he have to be so effortlessly perfect? It wasn’t fair. You hated how good he is at being everything you love. As you tried to regain your composure, a voice interrupted your thoughts.

“Hey there, sweetie–pie.” a man said, sliding up to your table with a confident grin. “Mind if I join you?”

You blinked, caught off guard. “Uh…”

Before you could say anything else, the man pulled up a chair and sat down, clearly not waiting for permission. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on you. You felt disgusted by the way he looked at you. He wasn’t your type at all. And moreover, he’s creepy as hell.

“I couldn’t help but notice you from across the room.” he said smoothly. “You’ve got a great smile.”

“Um, thanks?” you said awkwardly, glancing at Kento.

Kento’s expression didn’t change much, but there was a subtle shift in his posture. He sat up a little straighter, his jaw tightening just slightly. Kento’s eyes were glaring hard enough that you could find those eyes were blades cutting you whole.

“So, what’s your name?” the guy asked, ignoring Kento entirely.

You opened your mouth to answer, but Kento beat you to it.

“She’s not interested in you.” he said flatly, his voice calm but with an edge that made the guy pause.

The man glanced at Kento, raising an eyebrow. “And you are?”

“Person she’s with.” Kento replied smoothly, though his tone made it clear that he wasn’t just a friend. “Who also happens to know she’s too polite to tell you to leave, so I’ll do it for her. What else are you waiting for? Leave.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Was Kento…jealous?

The man hesitated for a moment, clearly debating whether to push back, but something about Kento’s steady gaze seemed to make him think twice. With a shrug, he stood up. He wasn’t going to get anything out of you. Lest he wants to get bitten by a tiger waiting to eat him. Well, at least he’s smart about that.

“Alright, alright. No need to get territorial.” He winked at you before walking away.

You shuddered at his wink.

Have men always been weird?

You shake it off quickly, drinking your pint.

You turned to Kento, your cheeks burning. “Territorial? Really?”

Kento shrugged, taking a sip of his drink like nothing had happened. “He was bothering you. I handled it.”

“I could’ve handled it myself, you know.” you said, crossing your arms.

“I’m sure you could’ve.” he replied, setting his glass down. “But I didn’t feel like watching you pretend to be polite to someone who clearly couldn’t take a hint.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “You’re impossible.”

“Maybe.” he said, a small smirk playing on his lips. “But at least you don’t have to deal with him anymore.”

You huffed, turning back to your drink. But as you took a sip, you couldn’t help but notice the way Kento’s gaze lingered on you, softer now, like he was trying to gauge your reaction. You drink your pint once again in some somber silence.

“Was that really necessary?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

“Yes.” he said simply, his tone leaving no room for argument.

You glanced at him, your heart doing that stupid fluttering thing again. “Why?”

Kento held your gaze for a long moment before replying. “Because I don’t like the idea of anyone else thinking they can have what’s mine.”

Your brain short-circuited. “W-what?”

He didn’t elaborate, just leaned back in his chair with that same calm composure, as if he hadn’t just wrecked your entire evening with one casual sentence. You stared at him, utterly flustered and more in love than ever, wondering how on earth you were supposed to survive the rest of the night without completely losing your mind.

For the rest of the night, Kento didn’t let you out of his sight. He was subtle about it at first—the way he leaned in whenever someone walked by, his hand resting casually on the back of your chair. But as the minutes passed, it became glaringly obvious: Kento was on high alert, and every glance from a stranger only made his protective aura grow stronger.

When a group of guys walked by your table and one dared to look at you a second too long, Kento’s hand dropped from the chair to your shoulder, the weight of it warm and grounding. He didn’t even glance at the guy, his focus entirely on you, but the message was clear: Don’t even try it. Back off.

You tried to act normal, but it was impossible. Sitting beside him, close enough to feel the heat radiating off his body, you were acutely aware of every little thing about him—the way his sleeves were rolled up just enough to show his forearms, the way his voice dropped into a lower register whenever he spoke to you.

“You’re quiet again.” he said, his voice low as he leaned a fraction closer.

“I’m fine, Kento. Really.” you mumbled, staring into your drink to avoid looking at him.

“Liar.” he murmured, his tone edged with amusement. “You’ve been squirming all night.”

“I have not!” you protested, but the way your voice cracked didn’t help your case.

Kento just smirked, and that was the last straw. You stood abruptly, your chair scraping against the floor. “I’m going to the bathroom.”

“Not alone, you’re not.” he said immediately, rising from his seat with an ease that made you want to throw something.

“What, are you my bodyguard now?” you snapped, trying to ignore the way your pulse quickened at his possessive tone.

“If that’s what it takes, then yes.” he said simply, his gaze steady and unyielding.

Before you could argue, he took your hand—firm, unrelenting—and led you toward the exit.

“Kento, the bathroom’s that way.” you pointed out, trying to tug your hand free.

“We’re leaving.” he said without looking back.

“Wait, what? Why?”

“Because I’m done watching people think they can look at you like you’re up for grabs.” he said, his voice calm but with an edge that sent a shiver down your spine.

Your protests died in your throat. Nanami Kento rarely raised his voice or lost his composure, but there was something in his tone now. It was something raw and unmistakable. And every bit of it just left you speechless.

The car ride was silent, tension thick in the air. When he pulled into a quiet, empty lot, he turned off the engine and finally looked at you. His gaze was dark, intense, and it sent a jolt of electricity through you.

“Kento, what’s going on?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“You.” he said, his tone low and rough. “You’re what’s going on. Do you have any idea how hard it is to sit there and pretend I’m okay with watching other people look at you like they have a chance?”

Your breath hitched. “I… I didn’t think you—”

“Didn’t think I’d care?” he interrupted, leaning closer. “Didn’t think I’d notice? God, you drive me insane, you know that?”

“Kento…”

“You’re mine.” he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. “You’ve always been mine. You always have been since we were kids. I just didn’t want to scare you off by saying it out loud again.”

Your heart pounded so loudly you were sure he could hear it. “I— I….I know.” you admitted, your voice trembling. “But I thought you wouldn’t say it again and I just…maybe with time passing… I thought I was the only one now.”

His lips curled into a dark, almost predatory smile. “You’re not. Never. Not when I’ve marked you since we met at that playground when we were kids.”

Before you could process his words, Kento leaned in, capturing your lips with his in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was animalistic, it was wanton. It was full of possessiveness, claiming, as if he were branding the truth into you.

You matched his intensity, your hands gripping the front of his shirt as you pulled him closer. The kiss deepened, and any hesitation you’d felt earlier melted away, replaced by a burning need that had been building for far too long.

He broke away just long enough to murmur against your lips, “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours.” you whispered, your voice shaky but resolute.

“You belong with me.”

You looked at him with your doe like eyes. “I belong with you.”

“Good.” he growled, pulling you into his lap without hesitation. His hands gripped your waist firmly, his touch both grounding and electrifying. “Because I’m done holding back.”

Your fingers tangled in his hair, and you couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your face as you whispered, “Then don’t.”

And he didn’t.

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YOU DIDN’T EXPECT HIM TO BE THIS HUNGRY FOR YOU. But with the way he’s going at it. Kento has been hungry for you for a very long time. Kento’s lips linger, soft and insistent, as if savoring every inch of your skin.

The warmth of his breath trails higher, leaving behind a delicate ache where his mouth was. His hands rest firmly on your thighs, fingers pressing just enough to make your breath hitch.

“You’re trembling.” he murmurs, his voice a rich baritone, teasing but laced with tenderness. He looks up, his gaze heavy with desire, his lips brushing against your inner thigh as he speaks. “Do I make you nervous?”

A shaky laugh escapes your lips, betraying your composure. “Not nervous... just—” Your words cut off as he presses another kiss, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin.

“Just what?” he asks, his tone low and deliberate, his lips curving into a smile against your skin. His hands slide upward, thumbs drawing small circles that make your heart race.

“Kento.” you breathe his name like a plea, your voice catching as he moves closer, the space between you charged with electricity.

The dim glow of the streetlamp filters through the windshield, casting golden lines across his sharp features. The intimacy of the confined space amplifies every touch, every sound between the two of you in these leather seats. The soft rustle of fabric, the quiet hum of his breathing, the slap of flesh against flesh.

“I love when you say my name like that, you know?” he says, voice dark and velvety. His mouth moves with purpose now, leaving faint marks of love on your skin, each one deliberate, each one staking his claim. “I love hearing it like that. Wanton f’r me.”

You gasp, your head falling back against the car seat, fingers threading through his hair, tugging gently. He groans at the sensation, the sound sending heat coursing through you. How has he ever been this good at getting under your skin?

“I want to hear more from you.” he murmurs against your skin, his voice a mix of command and yearning. His lips hover for a moment, teasing you with their proximity. “But only if you’re ready.”

Kento’s lips trail higher, each kiss softer yet more possessive, leaving warmth that lingers long after his mouth moves on. He pauses for a moment, his breath hot against your skin as his hands tighten slightly on your thighs, his thumbs stroking slow, deliberate circles.

“Don’t hold back your noises from me, okay?” he murmurs, his voice a sultry whisper that sends a shiver racing through you. He looks up, his golden-brown eyes locking with yours, a smirk tugging at his lips. “I want to hear you clearly.”

The command in his tone makes your pulse quicken. You bite your lip, but the sound escapes anyway, a soft, breathy whimper that only seems to spur him on. Kento’s touch made you feel as though a thousand flames were burning all at once.

“That’s better, isn’t it?” he says, his voice thick with satisfaction. His teeth graze the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, and he chuckles darkly when your hips shift involuntarily toward him.

“Kento.” you gasp, your voice trembling with both restraint and longing.

“Hm?” he hums against your skin, the vibration sending a jolt straight through you. “I told you—no holding back.”

His hands glide upward, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh of your thighs, anchoring you in place as his mouth continues its slow, maddening journey lower and lower. You could feel your lips mutter a weak groan against him.

The dim light of the streetlamp catches the sheen of his messy blond hair, illuminating the faint smile on his lips as he drinks in every reaction you give him. The intimacy of the moment wraps around you both, the world outside the car fading entirely.

“Kento, please.” you whisper, your voice raw with need, your fingers tightening in his hair.

He pauses, his lips hovering just above your skin, his breath ghosting over you. He takes in the sight of you, almost as though a hunter to a prey. Nanami Kento is your hunter, he always has been. And he’s been keeping this inside him for way too long. This desire, for you. Only you.

“That’s what I wanted to hear from you.” he murmurs, his tone dark and full of promise, before pressing another kiss, softer this time, but no less consuming.

Kento’s words hang in the air, thick with authority and desire, as his lips return to your skin with renewed purpose. He’s slow, methodical, as if every kiss, every graze of his teeth is a language only he can speak—and you’re utterly fluent in his meaning.

“Such sweet sounds from you, hm?” he murmurs against your thigh, the deep timbre of his voice reverberating through you. “Don’t hold them back from me. Let me hear what I do to you.”

Your breath hitches, a soft moan slipping past your lips, and the way his lips curl into a grin tells you he’s satisfied—but not done. His hands are firm but gentle as they slide further up your inner thighs, fingers brushing dangerously close to where you want him most.

His touch sets your skin alight, the heat pooling low in your stomach as your chest rises and falls in uneven rhythm. You could feel his long fingers making their journey to that space, their cool touch melting you whole in a pleasurable moan.

“Kento.” you whisper, barely able to find your voice, your hands trembling as they clutch at the seat beneath you.

He glances up, his caramel eyes catching the faint glow of the streetlight streaming through the windshield, giving him an almost otherworldly allure. His gaze is dark, hungry, but there’s a softness there too. There was that endless reverence in the way he looks at you, as though you’re something precious.

“Yes, my love?” he asks, his voice laced with feigned innocence, though the smirk pulling at his lips betrays him. Your heart drummed at your new nickname from him. It was real. You were lovers. Doing what lovers do. “Tell me what you need. I want to hear it.”

You let out a shaky exhale, your fingers threading into the lower depths of sandy blond undercut for stability as much as desperation. Slowly, it trailed down on his neck, your touch sleuthing through him. Temptingly, almost like a wanting vixen.

“I need you… closer.” you admit, voice breaking, the vulnerability of the words making heat rise to your cheeks.

Kento hums in approval, the sound low and pleased at your words. He leans closer and his fingers echo deeper and deeper into you. Your head throws back hard against the leather’s pristine touch. He playfully moves inside. One moment in a circle. One moment a thrust. Over and over again, rinse and repeat, force and pleasure. And all you could do was surrender.

“Good girl of mine, my love.” he murmurs, his praise sending a wave of warmth coursing through you.

That had surely made you even more wet inside. His lips press higher against your jaw, his stubble grazing your sensitive skin, drawing a sharp gasp from your lips. He continues on and on. You don’t know where he learned it. How he got so good at knowing how to take you to paradise. BUt you could hardly care. You were focused on how deep his fingers were in you.

“You’re so beautiful like this, my love.” he continues, his voice velvet against the charged air. His hands grip your thighs tighter, pulling them apart just enough for him to settle more firmly between them. “Completely undone for me.”

A sound escapes you, part moan, part plea, and his response is immediate. There was a broken groan deep in his chest as he nuzzled against you, the vibrations of his voice making your whole body tremble and shake as he rushed more and more, in and out, with his masterful fingers.

“That’s it. Go on, my love.” he breathes, his voice dark, dripping with satisfaction. “Just let go for me, honey. No one else is here. Just us. Just me and the way you fall apart under my touch.”

The world outside the car feels impossibly distant now. The soft flicker of the streetlamp, the faint hum of passing cars. It’s all drowned out by the thrum of your heartbeat and the way Kento’s lips, and his fingers worship every part of you they touch, in and out.

“Kento, Kento.” you gasp again, your voice a desperate whisper.

His name on your lips seems to be his motivation, pushing more and more as his fingers tighten inside of you as he shifts closer, his movements becoming more deliberate, more consuming. You could only feel your tears rush in pleasurable waterfalls on your cheek.

“Say it again, my love.” he demands softly, his lips grazing the edge of your hip. “Say my name like that again.”

And when you do, your voice trembling and raw, and broken — he lets out a sound that’s pure need, his control slipping as he loses himself in you entirely. His fingers dug deeper and deeper until they couldn’t anymore. Your slick brushing through his fingers as he repeats it over and over again.

Kento’s name spills from your lips again, breathless and aching, and he growls softly against your skin. There was a sound that sent a ripple of heat straight to your core. You cry out loudly as you come undone on his touch, so hard that you see stars.

“You’re trembling so much, my love.” he murmurs, his voice molten and rich. “Is it because of me, hm?”

His fingers slowly exit through your crevices, slick and full of you. He looks satisfied with the mess he made of you. It doesn’t matter if you pool your pleasure on his leather seats. The sight was satisfying to look at. Because you’re his. And this was proof.

Your answer is a shaky exhale, your head falling back against the seat as your hazy gaze saw him slowly eat at the slick of your pleasure. You had just come undone from his touch and now you could feel yourself wanting more. You were wanton for more. Only he could make you feel this way.

“Words in full, my love.” he coaxes, his tone teasing but firm. “I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes, Kento.” you admit, voice breaking as you finally surrender to his command. “It’s you—only you.It’s always been you.”

And with that, he kisses you as he finds himself wanting more of you, as much as you wanted more of him. You gave him everything, and he gave you everything. You wanted to be whole, consumed by the existence of the other.

The air thickens with desire as his touch shifts from lingering to deliberate, the rhythm between you growing more urgent. You brace yourself, your body trembling in anticipation, and then, with a careful, controlled movement, he enters you.

A sharp inhale catches in your throat, the sensation overwhelming as he fills you completely. You gasp, every inch of him stretching you, pushing you to the edge of something deeper, something more consuming. Your body trembles in the wholeness of him.

He began to move at a slow pace and then soon enough, with that eager speed. Your legs crossed against his back, and your arms crossed against his shoulders. You could only hold on for dear life as he pushes in and out of you in a pace that took your breath away.

Every inch of him stretches you, each motion slow yet intentional, designed to leave you breathless, wanting more. Kento’s gaze never leaves yours, intense and searching, as though he’s reading the unspoken desires written in the way your body responds. The heat between you builds steadily, a slow burn that makes your pulse quicken, your limbs aching with the need to surrender to him entirely.

Everything felt so good.

He made you feel good.

Only he could do it like this.

"Are you okay?" His voice is low, almost reverent, as he pulls back just enough to meet your gaze.

There’s a softness in his caramel eyes, a tenderness beneath the storm of desire that mirrors the vulnerability you feel. His breath is heavy, and yet there’s a careful concern in his touch, as if he's trying to read you, to make sure you're ready for what comes next.

You nod, but words fail you, the overwhelming sensations clouding your ability to speak. Every inch of your being is attuned to him now, to the heat of his body against yours, the steady rhythm of his breathing.

You inhale deeply, trying to steady yourself, yet all that fills your senses is him. The scent of him, the taste of his skin, the press of his chest against yours. Your slick blending against his own. It was all consuming. How you both fit together. How you were made for each other.

"More, Kento." you whisper, the word barely audible but laced with desperation. It’s not just a plea. No, you were saying it as it is. “Faster.”

You needed him. Every bit of him, every part of him. You wanted it all. The craving in your voice is clear, raw, and unfiltered. The desire that had been simmering between you both is now an undeniable force, impossible to resist.

His lips curl into a small, knowing smile, and something in his gaze shifts, darkens. Without breaking eye contact, he presses forward again, moving with an intensity that speaks of his own growing hunger. His movements are deliberate and calculated, even with the speed he was going at.

It was as if he was savoring every inch, every moment with you. Each stroke is measured, calculated, and yet there's an undercurrent of urgency, as though he's trying to pull you deeper into him, deeper into this shared space where only the two of you exist.

His gaze is intense, a silent communication passing between you both. It's not just about the way he moves or the way he touches you. Everything about it felt like magic. It's how he reads every subtle shift in your body, every small intake of breath, every whisper of need.

He’s attuned to you in a way that goes beyond words, understanding the unspoken pleas you can't voice. It’s like he knows you better than you do yourself. It’s like he’s memorized every part of you. He just knew how to love you whole, completely.

You cried out as he hit that pleasure spot, in and out. The car windows were fogging up with the hot breath echoing out of your lips over and over again. You were certain that just as much, people had noticed the car shaking and rearing with activity at the stop. It was too obvious to see.

The heat between you builds steadily, a slow burn that makes your pulse race, that quickens the rhythm of your heart. You feel it in the way your body responds, how the pressure inside you grows with every shift, every stroke, until it feels like the world is narrowing down to just the two of you. You both were lost in this rhythm of connection, of craving, of surrender. This was all that there was, this universe of you, together.

Your body aches with the need to give in completely, to let him take you fully, to become lost in the feeling of him, of the shared moment. He looked at you and leaned forward, letting his lips take yours. His tongue pushes through against your own in a delicious melee of pleasure. You hummed against his lips as his thrusts got deeper, faster. More desperate.

When he parts from you to gather air in his lungs, he slows for a bit and pulls out, earning a whine. But then in a steady shock, he pushes back in, his hands straying to your back, pulling you closer to him. It was as though he wanted you to melt and blend with his flesh. To become one. He thrusts deeper and deeper, harsher than before. You cry out against his ear.

"Let go, my love." he murmurs, his voice a low, breathy whisper against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "I’ve got you."

There’s an assurance in his words, a promise that you can surrender, that he’ll be there to catch you, to guide you through whatever comes next. And with those words, everything inside you snaps. The tension, the anticipation, the desire.

Everything unravels in a wave of release, a deep, consuming surrender. You cry out so loud that you think that you were gasping for air for the first time. Nanami Kento hit on your body with a harsh desire last time and felt his own hot pleasure flow through you with a loud roar.

Your body trembles beneath his touch as you lose yourself in him, the rhythm of his movements pulling you deeper into the moment, into the raw intensity of it all. Your grip on him tightens involuntarily, fingers digging into the hardness of his skin, anchoring yourself to the sensation of him.

Each breath comes quicker, more erratic, as you struggle to keep up with the waves of pleasure crashing over you. Your eyes flutter closed, and a few tears escape, blurring your vision. But the tears are not from pain. They are from the overwhelming satisfaction, the complete surrender of everything you’d been holding back.

For a moment, you can’t see anything, your body entirely consumed by the sensations coursing through you. It’s like you’ve been plunged into a haze, where nothing exists but the pulse of his touch, the heat of his body against yours. You feel your senses heighten, every movement, every sound reverberating inside you, making your heart race.

And then, slowly, your sight begins to return. Everything is foggy, distorted at first, the edges of the world softened by the force of your pleasure. But as the fog clears, everything sharpens, every detail comes into focus.

And in that moment, it feels like you’ve stepped into something infinite. The universe itself is laid bare before you, and standing at the center of it all, consumed by the same overwhelming force, is him. Everything felt like enlightenment. Life started here.

Kento’s eyes are locked onto yours, dark and intense, holding you captive with every glance, every word unspoken. His face, usually so composed, is now etched with a mixture of hunger and satisfaction, his own breath coming in ragged pulls. You are drawn to him, to the way he fills every corner of your mind, your heart, your body.

"You're... breathtaking, my love." he murmurs, his voice rough, barely audible as he moves against you, his hands cradling your face gently. "So beautiful, at this moment."

The words make your heart ache, the vulnerability in his tone striking you deeply. Your gaze never wavers from his, even as the pleasure inside you begins to coil again, threatening to pull you under once more. It’s not just his touch, not just the way he moves inside you. It’s the way he sees you, the way he makes you feel like you’re the only one who matters in the world.

"You’re mine. You always will be." you whisper, your voice trembling with the truth of it. The words come from somewhere deep, primal, raw. You don’t even know where they’ve come from, only that they’re true.

“Am I really?” He snickers, pecking at your jaw with small peppering kisses with exhaustion.

You nodded shyly, smiling at him. "I need you... like this. Always."

Kento smiles at your confession. His grip tightens around you, his lips pressing against your forehead in a soft kiss, almost reverent. For a moment, it was like he’d fallen in love with you again for the very first time again.

"And you have me, my love." he responds, his voice low and full of promise. "All of me. Always."

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Warnings: smut w/o plot, first time, creampie, unprotected p in v

A/N: during his first time with you, Bakugo is caught off guard by the expression you make

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST - PART II

Katsuki Bakugo wasn’t used to feeling uncertain, and he wasn’t sure he liked it. In fact, he hated it. Confidence was a part of him, woven into every fiber of his being, but tonight, as he hovered over you, his cock buried within the warmth and slickness of your tight pussy, his heart racing in tandem with yours, doubt had snuck in like an unwelcome visitor. Fearless and brimming with confidence, the young pro hero who could take on nearly any opponent without breaking a sweat now found himself in uncharted territory.

Bakugo had never been this close to someone before. Sure, he'd been in countless fights, bodies colliding in the heat of battle, his skin pressed against opponents in the chaos of combat. But this? This was different - this was intimacy on a level he'd never known. It was raw, vulnerable, and new. His heart pounded, not from adrenaline, but from the weight of the moment. It was his first time, and thankfully, it was with the person he cared for the most, the one he loved with every fiber of his being - Y/N.

You were warm and soft beneath him, your skin flushed and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat as he moved against you with a mix of urgency and care. His breath was ragged, heavy, and every touch of his fingers against your skin seemed to ignite a trail of fire that left you gasping for more. His hands roamed your body, firm but gentle, as if memorizing every curve, every inch of you.

His lips brushed your neck, tracing the delicate skin there as you arched into him, your body responding instinctively to every subtle shift in his thrusts. His name escaped your lips, breathless and soft, and the sound of it seemed to fuel him further.

Wet, sloshing sounds filled the room. You were hot down there, your pussy now a frothy heaven for Bakugo’s cock. His dick bumped and rubbed against your insides, reaching places that made you whimper and your lips tremble.

Katsuki picked up the pace, and you grabbed his ass and hooked your heels over the back of his massive thighs. His hands, usually rough and calloused, were tentative now, roaming across your hips and thighs with an almost unfamiliar gentleness. "Is this good?" he asked, his usual gruff tone softened by a vulnerability he wasn't used to.

You could only nod, a soft moan escaping your lips as his lips found your neck, teeth grazing your skin in a way that made your entire body shiver. You were already lost in the sensation, but Bakugo was hyper-aware of everything - of how your body moved beneath him, of the rise and fall of your chest, and especially the way your face started to change as the pleasure built between you. His cock was thick, and you moaned whenever your pussy stretched further, trying desperately to accommodate him fully.

Bakugo was cautious, almost too much so, taking his time with every touch, every caress. The weight of his inexperience pressed heavily on his shoulders. He sped up as the warm lick of your sweet pussy wet his crown, and your spongy walls hugged his reddened glans in a velvet blanket of softness. Bakugo moved faster, a little harder with every thrust.

You smiled up at him, your breath hitching slightly as his rough fingers slid over your skin. “Just like that, Katsuki, fuck me harder,” you begged, rolling head backwards, resting it on his pillow.

His sharp, crimson eyes studied you, searching for any sign of discomfort. He was fiercely protective, always wanting to do things perfectly, even if it was something as foreign to him as this. He moved with a cautious eagerness, his normally confident demeanor tempered by the weight of wanting to make sure he wasn’t hurting you while his rock-hard cock was penetrating your slick vagina.

But then it happened. As he pressed forward, his hips meeting yours in a slow, deliberate rhythm, he noticed something - your face.

It started to shift, contorting into something unfamiliar. Your lips parted, eyes fluttering closed as a moan escaped you, but it wasn’t the sound that made him freeze.

“Wait - wait, what’s wrong?” Katsuki suddenly stopped, his hands gripping your waist as he pulled back just slightly, the tip of his cock still in your sweet pussy, his heart thudding in his chest.

You opened your eyes, half-lidded and dazed, looking up at him with a dreamy, confused expression. “What?” you breathed, your voice thick with desire. “Why did you stop, Katsy?”

He blinked, completely thrown off by your reaction. “Your face…” His brows furrowed deeply, voice dropping lower in hesitation. “You looked like you were in pain.”

You stared at him for a moment, processing what he said. Then, much to his bewilderment, a soft chuckle escaped your lips, your head tipping back onto the pillow. “Katsuki… I wasn’t in pain,” you assured him, still smiling up at him. “I was- " You hesitated, eyes sparkling with amusement. " -just really close.”

He blinked, clearly confused. “Close to what?”

You bit your lip, a shy smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. “Close to cumming.”

Bakugo's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. His grip on your hips loosened, and for a moment, the cocky hero was at a loss for words. “Tch!”

You laughed softly, leaning up to kiss him gently, your lips brushing against his in a way that made his heart race. “You’re doing great, Katsuki. You’re not hurting me. You’re making me feel really, really good.”

Bakugo’s face flushed a deep crimson, his mind racing as he stared at you. “I think I found your sweet spot.”

“Yeah,” you interrupted with a grin, reaching up to brush a strand of his blond hair from his forehead. “I was about to come, and you apparently hit my gspot.”

His eyes widened, mortification flickering across his face. “Shit…” he muttered, running a hand through his damp hair in frustration. “I thought I hurt you or something.”

You shook your head, your hand finding his again, giving it a gentle squeeze. “No, Katsuki. You were perfect.” You couldn't help but smile softly, brushing your thumb across his cheek. “It’s my o-face.”

His brows knitted together in confusion. “What the hell is an o-face?”

You laughed softly, your fingers trailing down his arm as you explained. “It’s the face people make when they’re close to orgasm. It’s completely normal, trust me.”

Bakugo stared at you for a long moment, the tension in his shoulders slowly easing as your words sunk in. “You’re sure?”

“I’m sure,” you reassured him with a gentle kiss on his lips. “You didn’t hurt me. You’re just making me feel so good. Like I would be on cloud nine.”

His face flushed again, but this time with a mixture of pride and embarrassment. “Tch! Should’ve fucking known,” he muttered, trying to play it off, but you could see the relief in his eyes.

He had never been more unsure of himself. Not in training, not in battle, and certainly not here, in this moment, with you.

That look on your face - the way your eyes had rolled back, the way your mouth hung open, the way your tongue slid out of your mouth and lolled like a slug - it stuck with him. He couldn't shake it.

He watched it carefully this time, his sharp gaze never leaving your face as his rock-hard dick moved inside you, adapting your plush walls to his shape. The way your breath hitched, the way your body arched beneath his touch - it was the same, but something felt off. Your eyes were wider, almost unnaturally so, and your mouth hung open in a way that unnerved him. It wasn’t the same as the night before, and it sent a cold shiver down his spine.

His hands roamed across your body, fingers digging into your flesh just enough to leave a mark. He pressed his hips harder against yours, eliciting a gasp from you as his cock hit just the right spot. He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating through your chest as he dipped his head down to bite gently at your neck when your pussy started convulsing all around his dick. “You’re gonna make that face again, ain’t ya?” he muttered against your skin, his voice husky with need.

You nodded, barely able to form coherent words. “Katsuki, please… don’t stop this time…”

That was all the encouragement he needed. His pace quickened, each thrust sending you closer to the edge, and this time, when your face began to contort again - your eyes rolling back, mouth falling open - he didn’t stop. He relished it. He knew now that he was the one driving you to that peak, and the thought of making you feel that good sent a surge of pride and arousal through him. “Fuck…” he muttered under his breath, watching you fall apart beneath him. “You look so hot like that, babe.”

This time, when your face contorted with pleasure, Bakugo didn’t freeze. He kept going, fueled by the knowledge that he wasn’t hurting you, but instead giving you exactly what you needed.

“Katsuki-” you gasped, your hands clutching at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as your climax ripped through you. Your body convulsed beneath him, and this time, he didn’t freeze. He kept going, riding out your orgasm as you moaned his name, your voice ragged and breathless.

How own orgasm trembled within him. The pleasure started in his thighs, buzzing up to his tight balls and into his core, then through his shaft. His knob tingled, and his cock swelled, still buried within your dripping pussy. He gasped and fucked you faster, gliding in and out of your soaking wet valley as his body began to shake. Colors and lights soared behind his clenched eyelids.

You bucked your pussy against Bakugo, rolling your hips in a sensuous circle as you flooded your crotches with your wet, sticky cum, moaning his name on and on.

The torrent that streamed through his shaft erupted from his reddened tip in one continuous river, filling your vagina as he trembled above your sweated body, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. “Fuck, Y/N, I’m cumming…”

When you both finally came down from the high, your body trembling with aftershocks, Bakugo slowed his movements, his breathing heavy and labored. He looked down at you, his chest heaving as he smirked, clearly satisfied with the result. “Fuck. I fucking love the face you make when you’re getting off,” he growled, rubbing his nose against yours as he pulled his flaccid cock out of you, satisfied in more ways than one while watching your mixed releases, a pearly, thick liquid, spilling out of your pussy and dripping down on his sheets.

Bakugo grinned, his cocky demeanor returning in full force. “Damn, that’s so fucking hot,” he muttered before rolling to the side, pulling you into his arms. “Next time, just warn me if you’re about to make that face again. I don’t wanna freak out like an idiot.”

You smiled, snuggling closer to him. “I’ll try.

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𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬: 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

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In astrology, Venus represents the essence of attraction, guiding how you draw love, beauty, and wealth into your life. It symbolizes your values and desires, particularly when it comes to relationships, pleasure, and material abundance. Venus reveals your approach to money, showing not just how you earn, but how you appreciate and manage what you have. It also speaks to your relationship with luxury, comfort, and the things that bring you joy. Understanding your Venus sign offers insights into how you can align your financial path with your emotional and aesthetic needs, allowing you to attract wealth in a way that feels natural and fulfilling. By tapping into the energy of your Venus sign, you can create a harmonious flow of prosperity, rooted in what brings you true satisfaction and happiness.

𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For those with Venus in Aries, attracting wealth is all about embracing your bold, independent, and assertive nature. Aries Venus thrives on quick decisions and a competitive edge, so financial success often comes when you're willing to take risks, start new projects, and go after opportunities where you can stand out. You're likely to attract abundance by being fearless, stepping into leadership roles, and not hesitating to explore fresh ventures. With this placement, wealth is closely tied to your willingness to act and push forward confidently. The more you channel your pioneering spirit, the more doors open for financial prosperity.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Wealth flows when you embrace your individuality and confidence. By stepping into the spotlight and owning your unique qualities, you naturally draw attention and resources toward yourself.

2nd House: Your financial success is directly linked to taking action. You’re motivated to earn through entrepreneurial efforts, bold ventures, and quick-thinking initiatives that allow you to create wealth from scratch.

3rd House: Money comes through communication, writing, sales, or short-term projects. Your ability to network, act swiftly, and seize local opportunities can drive financial growth.

4th House: Financial gain may come through real estate, home-based projects, or family-related ventures. Invest in your personal space, and take charge of innovative ideas connected to property or domestic life.

5th House: Creative pursuits, entrepreneurship, and speculative ventures are tied to your financial success. Use your competitive edge in the arts, entertainment, or even sports industries to attract wealth.

6th House: Hard work pays off when you bring energy and a proactive mindset. You can attract money through leadership in everyday work, service-oriented jobs, or the health and fitness sectors, solving problems quickly for financial gain.

7th House: Partnerships, both business and personal, play a major role in your wealth creation. While you’ll need to collaborate, you’ll often take the lead in these relationships, driving the ventures toward success.

8th House: Wealth may come from joint ventures, investments, or other people’s resources. Financial transformations and taking strategic risks in areas like taxes, inheritance, or insurance can lead to prosperity.

9th House: Money could be gained through higher education, travel, or international ventures. Your bold ideas and willingness to explore new philosophies and global opportunities can inspire financial growth.

10th House: Career success—and the wealth that follows—depends on your leadership and initiative. You’ll attract financial opportunities by seeking recognition, going after promotions, or starting your own business.

11th House: Financial growth comes through your social network and group affiliations. By leading within communities or taking charge of bold initiatives in areas like technology, innovation, or social causes, you attract wealth.

12th House: Behind-the-scenes work, spiritual pursuits, or hidden resources like grants and donations could be sources of wealth. Embracing solitude and taking charge of your inner world may unexpectedly lead to financial rewards.

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Taurus, attracting wealth revolves around stability, patience, and a natural affinity for material comfort. As Venus is at home in Taurus, this placement provides a strong ability to manifest financial abundance. Wealth comes when you focus on long-term goals, steady effort, and nurturing your resources. You naturally draw in prosperity by creating tangible results and valuing the process of building security. Your practical and grounded approach allows you to accumulate wealth gradually, with a keen focus on luxury, comfort, and sustainability.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success flows when you present yourself as confident, stable, and reliable. Your grounded nature and charm naturally attract wealth opportunities, often tied to how you carry yourself or express your values.

2nd House: This is the prime placement for Venus in Taurus. You have a natural talent for attracting money through investments, personal efforts, and financial stability. You build wealth through slow, consistent growth and wise material choices.

3rd House: Wealth can come through communication, writing, or local ventures. You may find financial success in marketing, sales, or networking, particularly through projects that focus on lasting value and stability.

4th House: Financial security is tied to property, home-based ventures, or family inheritance. Building wealth through real estate, or investing in family-oriented projects, provides a solid foundation for long-term financial success.

5th House: You can attract financial abundance through creative expression, entertainment, or speculative ventures. Money flows when you tap into your artistic talents or work on luxury projects that reflect beauty and quality.

6th House: Consistency and dependability in your work lead to financial success. Steady growth in your career, particularly in service-based industries or health and wellness fields, will build a solid financial foundation over time.

7th House: Partnerships, both business and personal, are key to your financial growth. You attract wealth through stable, long-term relationships, where both parties share a mutual vision of security and loyalty.

8th House: Wealth may come from joint ventures, inheritances, or shared resources. You have a natural ability to manage investments and grow money through transformative financial partnerships.

9th House: Money can be gained through higher education, international ventures, or global business. Your patience and focus on long-term goals bring wealth through teaching, publishing, or pursuing broad, expansive opportunities.

10th House: Financial success is closely tied to your career and public image. You attract wealth by building a solid reputation and advancing steadily in your profession, particularly in fields like luxury, real estate, or the arts.

11th House: Your social network and community play a big role in financial growth. By leading or participating in groups that align with your values, you’ll attract wealth through long-term ventures, especially in social or technological innovation.

12th House: Wealth may come from hidden or unexpected sources, such as behind-the-scenes work, charitable endeavors, or spiritual pursuits. Slowly building wealth through private or healing professions can bring financial success.

𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Gemini, attracting wealth comes through leveraging your communication skills, adaptability, and intellectual interests. This placement thrives in dynamic environments where quick thinking, networking, and versatility are essential. You draw in abundance by staying curious, open to new ideas, and building connections that lead to financial opportunities. Whether through writing, teaching, or speaking, your intellect and social skills are the key to unlocking wealth. Financial success often comes from exploring multiple income streams, staying flexible, and using your wit to navigate opportunities.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success comes from how you engage with others—your charm, curiosity, and adaptability open doors. Present yourself as communicative and approachable, and you’ll naturally attract wealth through social interactions.

2nd House: Your intellectual skills are a direct path to earning money. Writing, teaching, or selling ideas are lucrative ways to build wealth. By diversifying your income streams, you’ll keep things stimulating while attracting financial growth.

3rd House: Money comes through communication-based fields like writing, speaking, or short-term projects. Networking and staying attuned to trends, particularly in media or marketing, will help you generate financial opportunities.

4th House: Financial stability might stem from intellectual home projects, such as freelance writing or working in real estate. Family businesses tied to teaching, communication, or technology can be strong sources of wealth.

5th House: Creative pursuits, especially those involving writing, media, or speculative ventures, are tied to financial success. Investing in art, entertainment, or even emerging markets like cryptocurrency can also be profitable.

6th House: You attract wealth by using your intellectual talents in your daily work. Financial success comes from work that involves communication, technology, or writing. Staying adaptable and versatile will keep your income steady.

7th House: Financial growth is linked to partnerships where intellectual exchange is central. You attract wealth through collaborations in business or personal relationships, especially when ideas are shared and developed into ventures.

8th House: Joint financial ventures and investments, especially those involving intellectual collaboration, can be lucrative. You may find financial transformation through research, innovation, or partnerships that involve shared resources.

9th House: Wealth can be attracted through higher education, publishing, or global travel. Teaching, writing, or intellectual pursuits that have a broad impact will bring financial rewards, especially on an international scale.

10th House: Communication and intellectual pursuits are key to your career success. Wealth comes through adaptability in professional environments, such as media, public speaking, or networking, where you can showcase your quick-thinking nature.

11th House: Social networks, technology, and innovation are your financial allies. Engage with communities that align with your ideas, and wealth will flow through collaborative ventures in technology or social causes.

12th House: Financial success may come from intellectual work done behind the scenes, such as research or writing in solitude. Spiritual or psychological pursuits, or hidden opportunities in these areas, can also bring unexpected wealth.

𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Cancer, attracting wealth comes from tapping into your emotional intelligence, nurturing nature, and strong connection to home and family. Venus in Cancer thrives when it feels emotionally secure, and financial success follows when you invest in ventures that offer both material and emotional stability. You draw wealth by creating safe, comforting environments, whether through home-based businesses, real estate, or family enterprises. Your ability to care for others, build meaningful relationships, and prioritize emotional fulfillment leads to financial abundance.

Through the Houses:

1st House: You attract wealth by presenting yourself as nurturing, empathetic, and emotionally intelligent. Your ability to connect with others on a deep level draws financial opportunities, often through personal relationships and your caring nature.

2nd House: Financial success is closely tied to your home and family. You build wealth through property investments, family businesses, or by creating a stable financial foundation that supports your loved ones and provides long-term security.

3rd House: Money comes through communication that reflects emotional intelligence, such as writing, teaching, or counseling. You may also attract wealth through sibling relationships or short-term projects that involve nurturing others.

4th House: Wealth flows through real estate, home-based businesses, or family ventures. Your ability to create a comfortable, nurturing environment at home leads to financial abundance, particularly when you invest in property or family-oriented projects.

5th House: Financial success comes through creative endeavors that evoke strong emotional connections, or through activities related to children and family. You attract wealth by investing in artistic projects or businesses that involve nurturing and caregiving.

6th House: You attract money through caregiving professions, health, or nurturing roles. Fields like healthcare, therapy, or social services, where emotional intelligence and empathy are essential, can bring financial success and fulfillment.

7th House: Partnerships are key to your financial growth. Whether in business or marriage, you attract wealth through emotionally connected, supportive relationships that foster mutual growth and create a stable financial foundation.

8th House: Wealth may come from joint ventures, inheritances, or other people’s resources. Your deep emotional connections with partners can lead to financial transformations, allowing you to share and manage wealth effectively.

9th House: You attract wealth through emotionally fulfilling ventures related to travel, education, or spiritual growth. Teaching, nurturing others on a global scale, or engaging in meaningful cultural or spiritual exchanges can lead to financial success.

10th House: Career success and financial abundance are linked to emotionally fulfilling work, particularly in real estate, caring professions, or roles that provide security and comfort to others. You attract wealth by nurturing others through your professional life.

11th House: Financial growth comes through your emotional connections within groups or communities. You attract wealth by leading or nurturing social causes, particularly those focused on emotional well-being, family, or group support.

12th House: Wealth may come from hidden sources, spiritual pursuits, or behind-the-scenes efforts. Your compassion and emotional depth can attract financial opportunities in healing, caregiving, or charitable work.

𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Leo, attracting wealth is all about embracing your creativity, confidence, and desire for the spotlight. This placement thrives when you can express yourself boldly, drawing money through artistic endeavors, entertainment, or leadership roles. You attract wealth by owning your charisma, inspiring others, and creating something of value that highlights your talents. Financial success follows when you are able to shine, whether it's through a creative project, a business, or a leadership position. Your magnetic personality naturally draws abundance when you're in spaces that allow you to express your uniqueness.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success is linked to how confidently and boldly you present yourself. By embracing your natural leadership qualities and taking center stage, you attract wealth and recognition effortlessly.

2nd House: You can attract money through luxury ventures or creative talents. Financial success is tied to activities that bring you joy, such as indulging in your artistic skills or leadership abilities, allowing you to earn through self-expression.

3rd House: Wealth may come through communication, creative writing, or media-related projects. Your charismatic, expressive nature can lead to financial opportunities through public speaking or local ventures where you showcase your flair.

4th House: Financial success could come through property investments, home-based businesses, or family ventures. You may also attract wealth by transforming your home into a space of creativity and luxury or through creative real estate projects.

5th House: This is a highly favorable placement for Venus in Leo to attract wealth. Financial success comes through artistic endeavors, entertainment, or speculative ventures. You might find money flowing through the arts, sports, or investments in entertainment.

6th House: You attract wealth through leadership roles in your daily work. Financial success follows when you bring creativity and passion into your job. You may also find opportunities in fields related to the arts or luxury services.

7th House: Partnerships play a crucial role in your financial success. Wealth may come through business or marriage relationships where creativity, collaboration, and leadership are key. You thrive when you can express your flair alongside a partner.

8th House: Wealth may come through joint financial ventures, inheritances, or other people’s resources. Financial transformation is possible through bold investments, particularly in creative or artistic fields, or through dynamic partnerships.

9th House: You can attract wealth through teaching, travel, or international ventures. Financial success comes when you take on opportunities that allow you to shine on a global scale, such as publishing or sharing your expertise in a way that inspires others.

10th House: Career success is closely tied to creative leadership roles. You attract money by being recognized for your talents and passion. Financial success comes from being at the forefront of your profession, particularly in industries where you can express your creativity.

11th House: You attract wealth through your social network and involvement in large groups or organizations. Leading in creative or entertainment-based groups, or social causes where you can inspire others, brings financial rewards.

12th House: Financial success may come from behind-the-scenes work, such as creative projects done in solitude or spiritual endeavors. You might also attract wealth through charitable work or personal, reflective creative pursuits.

𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Virgo, attracting wealth revolves around your practical, analytical, and detail-oriented mindset. Venus in this sign thrives in environments where organization, efficiency, and service are key. Financial success comes from applying your talents in fields that demand precision, whether it's in healthcare, service industries, or professions that benefit from your meticulous nature. You draw money by offering value through problem-solving, improving systems, and being of service to others. Your careful, methodical approach to finances allows you to build wealth gradually and sensibly, focusing on sustainable growth.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success comes from presenting yourself as dependable and detail-oriented. Your ability to solve problems efficiently and with precision naturally attracts wealth, as people recognize your analytical skills and practical value.

2nd House: You attract wealth through careful budgeting, service-based work, and practical investments. Financial success stems from your ability to plan meticulously and manage money wisely, ensuring slow and steady growth.

3rd House: Wealth may come through communication-based professions, such as writing, editing, or teaching. Your ability to convey well-researched, thoughtful insights can lead to financial success, particularly in areas requiring intellectual precision.

4th House: Financial success is linked to your home environment. You might attract wealth by managing family finances, working in real estate, or operating a home-based business where your organizational skills can shine.

5th House: You attract wealth through creative endeavors that are structured and well-planned. Financial success may come through teaching, wellness projects, or health-related creative ventures. Analyzing speculative investments can also bring profitable outcomes.

6th House: This placement is ideal for Venus in Virgo to attract wealth. You build financial success through hard work, attention to detail, and offering practical services. Health, wellness, or service-oriented careers provide a steady path to wealth.

7th House: Financial growth comes through partnerships and collaborations. You attract wealth by being a valuable problem-solver in business or personal relationships. Financial success is linked to partnerships that appreciate your meticulous and organized approach.

8th House: Money may come through shared resources, joint ventures, or investments. You manage other people’s finances with care, attracting wealth by offering practical, transformative solutions in financial partnerships.

9th House: Financial success may come through teaching, publishing, or international business. You attract wealth through intellectual pursuits that emphasize practical application, where your attention to detail and research is valued.

10th House: Career success is tied to your meticulous and organized approach to work. Financial growth comes from service-based careers, health and wellness industries, or roles where you can streamline processes and improve efficiency.

11th House: You attract wealth through social networks or organizations that value practicality and intellectual rigor. Financial success comes from working with groups that focus on service, improvement, or the exchange of helpful, detailed ideas.

12th House: Financial success may come through behind-the-scenes work, research, or spiritual and healing professions. You attract wealth by offering practical, often overlooked solutions in areas where deep insight and discretion are needed.

𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Libra, attracting wealth revolves around your charm, diplomacy, and ability to build strong social connections. Venus thrives in Libra, a sign focused on balance and harmony, making you naturally adept at drawing wealth through relationships, partnerships, and an appreciation for beauty. Financial success comes when you leverage your sense of fairness, aesthetic sensibility, and social skills. Whether through negotiation, business collaborations, or creative endeavors, you attract money by creating harmony, cultivating relationships, and using your natural grace to foster balance in your environment.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success comes from how you present yourself—graceful, balanced, and charming. Your sociability and ability to build strong relationships naturally attract wealth and opportunities through your public image and interactions.

2nd House: You attract wealth through partnerships and ventures related to luxury, beauty, or aesthetics. Financial success follows when you align your personal values with those of others, often earning through design, social work, or luxury goods.

3rd House: Wealth comes through communication, writing, or social media where you can charm and connect with others. Building harmonious relationships in your local environment will lead to financial opportunities, especially through negotiation or collaboration.

4th House: Financial success may stem from home-based businesses, real estate, or creating a beautiful, harmonious home environment. You can attract wealth through property investments or family-related ventures that emphasize design and balance.

5th House: You attract wealth through creative endeavors or projects related to beauty, art, or aesthetics. Financial success may also come from speculative ventures, particularly in the arts or entertainment, where balance and harmony play a key role.

6th House: Financial success comes through service-oriented roles where balance and fairness are essential. Careers in law, social justice, healthcare, or roles that involve creating harmony in the workplace will bring wealth, particularly when aesthetics or fairness are valued.

7th House: Wealth is closely tied to partnerships, both in marriage and business. You attract financial success through balanced, harmonious relationships and collaborations that focus on mutual financial goals and shared values.

8th House: Joint financial ventures, investments, or other people’s resources may be significant sources of wealth. You attract money by negotiating fair and balanced financial partnerships, and financial transformation comes through equitable agreements.

9th House: Financial success may come through higher education, law, or international ventures focused on diplomacy or justice. You attract wealth by promoting balance and harmony in global or educational settings, especially in fields like law or teaching.

10th House: Career success and financial growth are linked to leadership roles that emphasize beauty, balance, or justice. You attract wealth through fields like law, design, or diplomacy, where fairness and aesthetics are central to your reputation and professional path.

11th House: Financial success is linked to your social network and involvement in group activities. You attract wealth by working harmoniously with like-minded individuals or through organizations focused on fairness, beauty, or social causes.

12th House: Wealth may come from behind-the-scenes work, charity, or spiritual endeavors. You attract financial success through private ventures or by creating balance in hidden areas, such as managing finances for charitable organizations or engaging in spiritual work.

𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Scorpio, attracting wealth is all about harnessing your deep, transformative energy and laser-focused determination. This placement thrives in environments where you can uncover hidden opportunities and dive beneath the surface to gain control over financial resources. You attract wealth by taking calculated risks, especially in areas related to investments, joint finances, and transformative ventures. Scorpio Venus has a magnetic attraction to power, so financial success often involves profound changes and navigating complex financial dynamics, such as shared resources or inheritances. Embracing your desire for transformation and confidently tackling financial challenges leads to significant wealth-building.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success comes from projecting intensity, focus, and magnetic confidence. You naturally attract wealth by exuding power and an ability to handle resources, often drawing financial opportunities your way through your strong presence and resourcefulness.

2nd House: You attract wealth by uncovering hidden financial opportunities and making strategic, long-term investments. Success comes from careful management of resources and the willingness to take calculated risks, particularly in building and sustaining wealth over time.

3rd House: Wealth may come through intense communication, research, or writing, especially in fields where secrets or hidden truths are revealed. Success could be found in areas like psychology, investigative journalism, or any profession requiring depth and intensity.

4th House: Financial success is tied to property, inheritance, or deep family connections. You attract wealth by transforming family resources or through real estate investments. Profound changes in your home life or family dynamics may also play a role in financial growth.

5th House: You attract wealth through passionate creative ventures or speculative investments that carry an element of risk. Financial success may come from intense projects in areas like entertainment, art, or the stock market, where deep emotional investment fuels success.

6th House: Wealth is gained through transformative work in fields like psychology, medicine, or crisis management. Your ability to focus deeply on your job, especially in service roles that require handling challenging situations, leads to financial success.

7th House: Financial success comes through deeply transformative partnerships, whether in business or romance. You attract wealth by forming committed relationships where resources are shared, and financial growth occurs through mutual investments and joint ventures.

8th House: This is a highly favorable placement for Venus in Scorpio. Wealth comes through joint ventures, inheritances, or managing other people’s resources. Financial transformation occurs through bold investments, strategic handling of shared assets, and navigating taxes or inheritances.

9th House: You attract wealth through deep philosophical exploration, transformative education, or foreign ventures. Success may come from international investments, higher learning, or ventures that require a strategic, intense approach to uncovering new opportunities.

10th House: Career success is linked to your ability to transform and take control in professional environments. You attract wealth by excelling in fields like finance, psychology, research, or crisis management, where your intense focus and leadership are key assets.

11th House: Financial success is closely tied to your powerful social connections. You attract wealth through deep, transformative relationships within groups or organizations, particularly in areas involving shared resources, financial ventures, or communal transformations.

12th House: Wealth may come from hidden sources, behind-the-scenes work, or transformative spiritual or psychological efforts. You attract financial success by focusing on inner work, managing hidden assets, or engaging in spiritual or charitable ventures that bring profound personal growth and financial rewards.

𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Sagittarius, attracting wealth involves embracing your adventurous, optimistic, and freedom-loving spirit. You thrive when exploring new opportunities in travel, education, or philosophical pursuits. Your financial success is deeply connected to ventures that expand your horizons and align with your personal values of growth and exploration. Whether through international business, teaching, or publishing, you attract wealth by seeking experiences that inspire both personal and financial growth. The key to financial success lies in pursuing opportunities that resonate with your desire for adventure, truth, and learning.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success comes from presenting yourself as adventurous, open-minded, and optimistic. You naturally attract wealth through your vibrant personality and opportunities linked to travel, education, and cultural exchanges.

2nd House: You attract wealth by seeking new financial ventures, particularly those related to education, international business, or travel. Financial success is tied to investing in opportunities that broaden your horizons and reflect your values of exploration and freedom.

3rd House: Wealth may come through communication, writing, or teaching, particularly in areas that involve sharing knowledge and expanding minds. Financial success is likely through intellectual pursuits, travel-related writing, or media projects that inspire others.

4th House: Financial success can come through property or family ventures tied to education or travel. You attract wealth by creating a home environment focused on growth and learning, possibly earning through international real estate or family-owned educational projects.

5th House: Wealth flows through creative projects or speculative investments, especially in areas related to travel, education, or philosophical exploration. Financial success may come from creative ventures that inspire others to think broadly and embrace growth.

6th House: You attract wealth through work in service roles that involve teaching, travel, or higher learning. Financial success comes from roles that allow you to spread knowledge, inspire others, and work in international or educational settings.

7th House: Financial success is closely tied to partnerships, both business and romantic, that value freedom and exploration. You attract wealth through relationships built on shared goals related to travel, education, or philosophical pursuits.

8th House: Wealth may come through joint financial ventures, investments, or inheritances involving travel or education. Financial transformation occurs through bold, adventurous financial decisions or partnerships focused on deep exploration and growth.

9th House: This is an ideal placement for Venus in Sagittarius. You attract wealth through higher education, international ventures, teaching, or publishing. Financial success comes from expanding your knowledge and sharing it with others, especially on a global scale.

10th House: Career success is linked to leadership roles in fields like education, international business, or travel. You attract wealth by pursuing professional opportunities that allow you to inspire others and encourage exploration and growth.

11th House: Financial success is connected to your social network and involvement in groups focused on education, travel, or philosophy. You attract wealth by leading communities that value expansion, learning, and personal growth.

12th House: Wealth may come from hidden sources, spiritual work, or international ventures. Financial success is drawn from behind-the-scenes efforts or by aligning your spiritual beliefs with ventures that offer both personal and financial growth.

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Capricorn, attracting wealth is all about discipline, structure, and long-term vision. Venus in this sign thrives on building a secure financial foundation through hard work, responsibility, and a methodical approach to managing resources. You attract wealth by focusing on steady, long-term growth rather than chasing short-term gains, often finding success in traditional, well-established industries. Your financial success comes through consistent effort, wise investments, and a strong sense of ambition. Wealth flows when you commit to ventures that promise longevity, maintain discipline, and stay focused on sustainable financial growth.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success comes from presenting yourself as ambitious, responsible, and disciplined. Your public image reflects a strong work ethic, and you attract wealth through opportunities where your determined approach and desire for stability are recognized.

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6th House: Financial success comes through hard work, discipline, and responsibility in your daily work life. You attract wealth by staying focused on long-term career goals, particularly in fields like corporate business, government, or finance, where structure and ambition are rewarded.

7th House: Financial growth is tied to partnerships, particularly in business. You attract wealth through long-term, stable partnerships, where both parties share a focus on building a solid financial future and working toward mutual goals.

8th House: Wealth may come through joint ventures, investments, or carefully managing shared resources. Financial success is achieved through disciplined handling of other people’s money or through inheritances, where a strategic approach to long-term investments pays off.

9th House: You attract wealth through disciplined educational or international pursuits. Financial success may come from higher education, law, or structured travel-related ventures that combine personal growth with long-term financial potential.

10th House: Career success comes from leadership roles that value discipline, responsibility, and structure. You attract wealth by building a solid professional reputation over time, often finding financial success in established industries like business, law, or politics.

11th House: Financial success is linked to your involvement in structured groups or organizations. You attract wealth by leading or participating in social networks and communities that focus on long-term growth, ambition, and success.

12th House: Wealth may come from behind-the-scenes work or through spiritual or charitable endeavors. Financial success comes from disciplined efforts in solitude or private ventures that offer long-term financial security, often in areas that others overlook.

𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Aquarius, attracting wealth revolves around your innovative, unconventional, and forward-thinking approach. Venus in Aquarius thrives in exploring new ideas, technologies, and social connections that push boundaries. You naturally attract wealth by embracing your uniqueness and being open to progressive financial ventures. Financial success is often tied to your involvement in technology, humanitarian efforts, or social causes. You find wealth when you combine intellectual creativity with a sense of purpose, focusing on futuristic or community-driven financial goals that align with the greater good.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success comes from presenting yourself as innovative, unique, and open-minded. You attract wealth by showcasing your individuality and unconventional thinking, often drawing opportunities through tech-related or progressive ventures.

2nd House: You attract money through modern, forward-thinking ventures such as technology, social causes, or innovation. Financial success comes from investing in futuristic projects and earning through your social networks or involvement in the community.

3rd House: Wealth comes through communication, writing, or intellectual pursuits centered on innovation and social change. Financial success may stem from networking, teaching, or working in fields related to technology, social justice, or progressive ideas.

4th House: Financial success may be linked to unconventional home-based ventures or real estate. You attract wealth by applying modern ideas to property investments or by creating a unique, progressive home environment or family business.

5th House: You attract wealth through creative, innovative endeavors, often involving technology or speculative ventures in cutting-edge industries. Financial success comes from thinking outside the box in areas like entertainment, tech, or futuristic arts.

6th House: Financial success comes from working in service-oriented roles tied to social causes, innovation, or technology. You attract wealth by focusing on improving the collective, especially in fields like science, technology, or social reform.

7th House: Financial success is closely tied to unconventional partnerships or collaborations. You attract wealth through relationships with forward-thinking individuals who share your vision, particularly in business or social ventures focused on technology or progressive goals.

8th House: Wealth may come through joint financial ventures, investments, or managing other people’s resources in innovative ways. You attract wealth by transforming shared resources through tech-driven or unconventional methods, particularly in fields related to social causes.

9th House: You attract wealth through higher education, international ventures, or philosophical pursuits that promote progressive ideals. Financial success may come from teaching, publishing, or travel, particularly when focused on forward-thinking or humanitarian efforts.

10th House: Career success and financial growth come from leadership roles in innovative or progressive fields. You attract wealth by excelling in industries like technology, science, or social reform, often achieving financial success through careers that promote change and advancement.

11th House: Financial success is linked to your social network and community involvement. You attract wealth by leading groups or organizations focused on innovation, technology, or humanitarian causes, particularly when working within futuristic or socially conscious industries.

12th House: Wealth may come from behind-the-scenes work or involvement in charitable, spiritual, or humanitarian efforts. Financial success is often found through private ventures or by working in fields that focus on helping the collective in unconventional or innovative ways.

𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬

For Venus in Pisces, attracting wealth involves channeling your imaginative, compassionate, and spiritual energy into your work. Venus in this sign thrives when it combines creativity with a deep emotional or spiritual connection, allowing you to attract wealth by following your intuition and engaging in endeavors that inspire and uplift others. Financial success comes from artistic, healing, or spiritual professions that resonate on an emotional level. Your compassionate and idealistic approach to money enables you to draw abundance by offering value through emotional fulfillment and service to others. Wealth flows when your financial path aligns with your spiritual or artistic vision.

Through the Houses:

1st House: Financial success is linked to how you present yourself—compassionate, imaginative, and spiritually connected. You attract wealth by embracing your artistic and empathetic side, often finding opportunities in creative or healing professions.

2nd House: You attract money through intuitive and creative means. Financial success comes from artistic ventures, spiritual work, or compassionate service. Professions in beauty, art, or healing can be financially rewarding for you.

3rd House: Wealth comes through communication or artistic expression, particularly when you use your empathy and imagination. Financial success is likely in writing, teaching, or creative projects that deeply inspire or emotionally touch others.

4th House: Financial success may come through property, real estate, or creating a nurturing, spiritual home environment. You can attract wealth by transforming your home into a healing or creative space or through family-related ventures.

5th House: You attract wealth through artistic and creative endeavors that are emotionally or spiritually connected. Financial success comes from engaging in music, film, visual arts, or any creative field that deeply resonates with others' emotions.

6th House: You attract wealth by working in compassionate service or healing professions. Financial success stems from serving others in ways that align with your spiritual or artistic values, particularly in healthcare, wellness, or charitable roles.

7th House: Financial success is linked to relationships and partnerships that are deeply spiritual or compassionate. You attract wealth through business or romantic relationships rooted in emotional or spiritual bonds.

8th House: Wealth may come from joint financial ventures, inheritances, or other people’s resources, particularly when connected to healing or spiritual transformation. Managing shared resources with compassion and intuition can lead to financial success.

9th House: You attract wealth through spiritual or creative teaching, travel, or higher education. Financial success may come from working in fields related to art, spirituality, or humanitarian service that reach a global or expansive audience.

10th House: Career success is linked to roles where creativity, compassion, and spirituality are central. You attract wealth by pursuing careers in healing, the arts, or spiritual guidance, often gaining recognition for your emotional depth and intuitive abilities.

11th House: Financial success comes through your social network, especially in communities focused on spirituality, healing, or creative arts. You attract wealth by engaging with groups or organizations that aim to uplift and inspire.

12th House: Wealth may come from behind-the-scenes work, spiritual endeavors, or artistic expression. Financial success arises through compassionate service, charity, or spiritual healing, especially in fields where you work quietly and intuitively.

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Good Luck Kiss

Summary: Lando is a fully independent guy until you are around.

Song: Under The Influence by Chris Brown

Author’s note: I can't write short stories to save my life. I hope you enjoy this long journey which may take a full day to read. Please like, reblog and share this! <3

Word count: 8.6k

MASTERLIST - F1

Once upon a time, in the bustling world of Formula 1, there lived a young and aspiring driver named Lando Norris. Lando was known for his quick reflexes, fearless racing style, and unwavering determination.

However, there was one aspect about Lando that many people didn't know - he was a fully independent guy, except for when he was around a certain someone.

It all started when Lando Norris attended the annual Formula 1 convention.

Amidst the glitz and glamour of the event, he stumbled upon a mysterious stranger. The woman's name was Y/N, and you were equally passionate about motorsports.

The two instantly connected over your shared love for speed and adrenaline.

As they chatted, Lando couldn't help but be drawn to your infectious laughter and genuine enthusiasm. They spent the entire evening together, discussing their favorite races, memorable moments, and even daring each other to try out some racing simulators.

It was a night that neither of them would ever forget, as they had found in each other a kindred spirit and a racing partner like no other.

"Wow! You're good," Lando said, flirting/teasing. "You should come over to the McLaren paddock to check it out," he added with a mischievous grin, knowing that you couldn't resist the chance to get a behind-the-scenes look at the heart of Formula 1.

"You're inviting me to the McLaren paddock? Are you serious?" you asked, a mix of excitement and disbelief evident in your voice.

"I would absolutely love to! That's like a dream come true for any Formula 1 fan," you replied, unable to contain your excitement.

Lando smirked, already getting used to your smile. "Well, get ready for the ride of your life," he said, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Because once you step into the McLaren paddock, you'll never want to leave."

Fast forward to the present, you had become Lando's best friend and constant companion both on and off the racetrack. You were there to support him through every victory and to lift him up during the challenging moments.

Together, you formed an unbreakable bond, a dynamic duo that pushed each other to new heights. Whether it was strategizing race tactics, cheering from the pit lane, or simply sharing a laugh after a long day, you were inseparable.

The McLaren paddock had become a second home for you, a place where memories were made, dreams were pursued, and the thrill of Formula 1 was lived to the fullest.

In addition to your close friendship with Lando, you also formed strong connections with the other drivers and their partners. The paddock became a tight-knit community where you shared laughs, stories, and even the occasional friendly competition.

It was a unique bond that extended beyond the racetrack, creating lifelong friendships that would continue to flourish even after the checkered flag fell.

As time went on, Lando found himself spending more and more time with you when they weren't in the paddock, and the press kept catching them together. Speculations about a romantic relationship between the two of you started circulating, fueling rumors and adding an extra layer of excitement to your already thrilling lives.

However, both of you remained tight-lipped about the nature of your relationship, preferring to keep it private and let the speculation run its course.

"Have you heard the latest rumors about Y/N and Lando? They're definitely more than just friends, I can feel it!" one fan excitedly whispered to another in the paddock.

"I don't know, they've always been so secretive about their relationship. But I wouldn't be surprised if they're actually together," replied another, their eyes fixated on you and Lando as you laughed together nearby.

"I heard they're the perfect match, both on and off the track. They bring out the best in each other," chimed in a journalist, discreetly taking notes.

"Well, whatever their relationship status is, they make a formidable team. I've never seen Lando so focused and driven before," commented a fellow driver, watching Lando's improved performance.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see if they ever confirm it. But until then, I'm rooting for them," concluded a teammate, smiling in support. . . .

"Where's Y/N?" Lando complained, sulking after not seeing his best friend for three hours.

This morning, he was required to film a go kart video for Quadrant for their marketing campaign and it was suggested that you be a part of it, which he had no problem with at all, he wanted you to be there regardless.

"Don't worry mate, I'm sure your girlfriend will be here soon," Max teased, nudging his shoulder against Lando's.

Lando gently shoved him back for his comment, a playful smile on his face. "She's not my girlfriend, Max. Y/N and I are just really close friends," he clarified, emphasizing the word 'friend' to make his point.

Deep down, though, Lando couldn't help but wonder if there could ever be something more between them.

"Yeah, yeah," Max replied, not believing him one bit. "I've seen the way you two look at each other. There's definitely something more going on there, mate."

Before Lando could talk back, footsteps were heard, and you emerged from the crowd of staff.

You emerged from the crowd of staff, donning a sleek black leather jacket that hugged your figure perfectly. Underneath, you wore a vibrant orange crop top that accentuated your curves and matched the colour of the McLaren, paired with high-waisted jeans that showcased your long legs.

Completing the ensemble were a pair of white sneakers that added a touch of casual coolness to your overall look.

As you approached Lando and Max, the mischievous smile on your lips hinted at the adventures that awaited the three of you, fueling Lando's curiosity even further about the potential for something more than just friendship between you.

"Sorry I'm late, boys. Traffic was a nightmare," you said, smiling at Lando, who couldn't help but blush at the sight of you.

"It's okay, we can start now," Lando assured, avoiding your eyes to calm down a bit.

"But when I'm 5 minutes late, I get yelled at," Max muttered beside him and received another shove from Lando.

Lando took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts as he prepared to introduce the go-karting video.

With you and Max standing beside him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of nervous excitement. "Alright, everyone, welcome to Quadrant's go-karting extravaganza!" Lando exclaimed, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

"Today, we have two special guests joining us for some adrenaline-pumping action. Please give a warm welcome to the one and only Y/N and the ever-competitive Max!"

The crowd cheered, and Lando glanced at you. A mixture of anticipation and something else he couldn't quite put his finger on coursing through him.

Max playfully nudged Lando's shoulder, adding, "And let me tell you, folks, the competition between Lando and Y/N is about to get intense. I can't wait to see who comes out on top!"

After explaining the rules, the three of them started to change into their racing suits. Max slipped into his familiar Red Bull suit, while you and Lando excitedly put on the McLaren suits.

As Lando muttered, "Let me help you with that," he reached for your helmet, his fingers grazing your cheek as he brushed your hair away.

The intensity in his eyes remained unbroken as he carefully positioned the helmet on your head, his touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary.

"Oh my god! You two better get a room," Max said beside you two, looking more frustrated than the two of you felt about your feelings for each other.

Lando quickly let go of you, a faint blush still lingering on his cheeks, and you said a quick thank you before rushing over to where Max was since it was you vs Max first.

The anticipation and excitement in the air was palpable as you both prepared to show off your go-karting skills.

You both got into your go-karts with the determination to start the video with a great race to capture the viewer's attention.

You gripped the wheel of your go-kart tightly, your heart pounding with anticipation. Lando raised the starter pistol, his eyes focused on the track ahead. "On your marks... get set..." He paused, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Go!"

The sound of the pistol echoed through the air, and you and Max shot off like lightning. The thrill of the race fueled your determination to come out on top.

The wind whipped through your hair as you maneuvered your kart around the bends. The thrill of the race pushing you to your limits. As the laps flew by, the competition between you and Max intensified, fueling the adrenaline coursing through your veins.

With adrenaline coursing through your veins, you pressed down on the accelerator and zoomed ahead, determined to showcase your go-karting skills. Max, however, was not far behind, and the friendly competition between the two of you intensified as you maneuvered through the twists and turns of the track.

Max was hot on your tail, his competitive nature driving him to catch up and surpass you. The cheers from the crowd faded into the background as you focused on the twists and turns of the track, determined to give it your all.

The wind whipped against your face, causing your cheeks to flush with exhilaration. Every twist and turn of the track sent a surge of adrenaline through your veins, heightening your senses and sharpening your focus. The vibrations from the go-kart's engine reverberated through your body, adding to the excitement of the race.

As the race continued, you and Max pushed each other to the limits, maneuvering through the twists and turns with precision and skill. The crowd cheered as you both showcased your go-karting prowess, but Max's determination proved to be unmatched.

In the final lap, he made a daring move, overtaking you with a burst of speed that left you in awe. With a triumphant smile, Max crossed the finish line, claiming victory in the race.

Despite the disappointment of not winning, you couldn't help but admire Max's talent and sportsmanship, knowing that you had given it your all in a thrilling and unforgettable race.

Lando quickly ran over to you as you got out of the go-kart to check for any injuries while you assured him that you were fine.

Despite the loss, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for the exhilarating race you had just experienced.

"What about me? I think my legs hurt," Max muttered, acting like he broke his leg.

"That's karma for you," Lando replied, "You should have let Y/N win,"

"Never," Max said with a smirk, "I'm not one to let someone win just out of pity." Lando chuckled and patted Max on the back, "Well, Y/N certainly gave you a run for your money. It was an incredible race to watch."

Max's competitive spirit still brimming, he replied, "Yeah, they did. I'll give them that. But next time, I won't be so merciful."

You chuckle and playfully retort, "Oh, so you're admitting that you were being merciful this time?"

Max rolls his eyes and smirks, "Just you wait, next time I won't hold back and you won't stand a chance."

You and Lando got into your go-karts, the engines roaring to life as you prepared for the race. The smell of burning rubber filled the air, adding to the anticipation of the competition.

"Am I going to get my good luck kiss?" Lando teased beside you, causing a playful smile to spread across your face.

You playfully roll your eyes at Lando's comment and give him a playful shove. "You wish," you respond with a smirk.

Lando pleads, "Come on, just one good luck kiss! It worked last time!"

You laugh and shake your head, "Sorry, Lando, but I don't think a kiss will give you an advantage this time. You'll have to rely on your own skills."

Lando pouted, feeling disappointed that things didn't go his way. Max, who had been growing increasingly disgusted by the playful "flirting" between you and Lando, decided to take matters into his own hands.

Without warning, he fired the starting pistol, catching both you and Lando off guard and initiating the race with a bang. The sudden sound echoed through the air, signaling the beginning of another intense competition.

The race started off with a flurry of speed and adrenaline as you and Lando maneuvered your go-karts through the twists and turns of the track. Both of you showcased impressive skills, overtaking each other and pushing the limits of your vehicles.

As the race progressed, Lando began to gain a slight edge, skillfully navigating the corners and maximizing his speed on the straightaways. You gave it your all, refusing to let Lando take the lead without a fight. But despite your best efforts, Lando's expertise and precision behind the wheel proved to be unmatched.

You could feel the wind from Lando's go-kart as he zoomed past the front of your car, leaving you in his dust. His maneuver was both impressive and frustrating, as you had been neck-and-neck for most of the race.

"Hey, I thought you would take it easy on her?" Max asked Lando after he got out of the go-kart.

Lando chuckled and shrugged, " Since she wouldn't give me what I wanted, I had no choice but to do it."

"You would have won regardless, with or without the kiss," you said, also getting out of the go-kart. "It was a great race, Lando. You really showed your skill out there."

Lando grinned, still catching his breath. "Thanks Y/N."

Since you were tired from all the racing, the two guys decided to do some mini games to pass the time while you rested on a chair. They set up a table tennis table and started a friendly match, their competitive spirits still shining through.

As they played, you watched with amusement, enjoying the lighthearted banter and laughter that filled the air.

Occasionally, they would invite you to join in, but you declined, content to relax and soak in the camaraderie that had developed between the three of you.

After a few rounds of table tennis, they moved on to a game of darts, taking turns aiming for the bullseye with precision and skill. It was a refreshing change of pace from the intense racing, and you found yourself appreciating the moment of respite.

As you laid back on the chair, you started to fall asleep, the sounds of their laughter and the clinking of darts fading into the background. The exhaustion from the race and the adrenaline rush began to take its toll, and before you knew it, you drifted off into a peaceful slumber, feeling grateful for the bonds of friendship that had been formed during this exhilarating competition.

You knew that there would likely be photos or videos taken of you sleeping, but at that moment, you didn't care. The fatigue from the race had overtaken you, and all you wanted was a peaceful nap.

The trust and camaraderie you had built with Lando and Max allowed you to let your guard down, knowing that even if embarrassing moments were captured, they would remain within the circle of friendship.

The intense racing had left you physically and mentally drained, making the peaceful slumber that followed even more satisfying.

The adrenaline rush and the exertion of pushing yourself to the limit had taken a toll on your energy levels, and the nap provided a much-needed opportunity to recharge and recover. . . .

As you slowly opened your eyes, you were greeted by the refreshing sensation of coolness and shade. You thought the sun had shifted and now cast a gentle shadow over the area where you had been napping.

It was a stark contrast to the warmth and brightness that enveloped you before, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for the respite from the scorching heat.

You looked over to see Lando holding an umbrella over you while being on his phone, and couldn't help but feel touched by his thoughtful gesture. Despite being absorbed in his own activities, he had taken the time to shield you from the sun and ensure your comfort.

You couldn't help but admire Lando's striking features. His curly hair, tousled by the wind, framed a face that exuded a combination of youthful energy and maturity beyond his years. His eyes, a vibrant shade of hazel, sparkled with intelligence and a mischievous glint that hinted at his playful nature.

The dimples that appeared when he smiled added an undeniable charm to his already captivating presence. And his infectious laughter, a melodic blend of joy and enthusiasm, never failed to brighten your day.

But it was his kind heart and genuine concern for others that truly set him apart.

His selflessness had been evident in countless small gestures, like now, as he shielded you from the sun without a second thought, demonstrating his unwavering commitment to the happiness and well-being of those around him.

His eyes then flickered up and met your eyes, locking in a moment of connection that sent a jolt of electricity through your body. In that instant, it felt as if time had stopped, and the world around you faded into the background, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of unspoken emotions.

"Well good evening sleepyhead, how long have you been awake?" Lando teased, breaking the enchanting spell between the two of you.

The sound of his voice brought you back to reality, and you couldn't help but blush at being caught in such a vulnerable moment.

"Wait, did you say evening?" you stammered, trying to gather your thoughts.

Lando chuckled softly, his eyes still holding a twinkle of amusement.

"Well, time flies when you're lost in a nap, doesn't it? It's already late afternoon," he replied, a warm smile playing on his lips.

"What about the video?" you asked, sitting in panic that you ruined it because you were asleep.

Lando's smile widened as he reassured you, "Don't worry, we still have time to do the final if you're still up for it. Your nap just added a touch of authenticity to the footage."

You nodded, taking the umbrella off Lando so he could stretch his arm. As he did, you couldn't help but appreciate the way his muscles flexed and the way his sleeves rolled up, revealing his tanned skin.

It was moments like these that made you grateful for the unexpected connections you found in life.

"Finally she has risen from the nap of the century," Max said as soon as he saw the both of you walk into the staff room.

You couldn't help but blush at the teasing remark, but Lando's reassuring presence beside you made you feel at ease.

"We're definitely up for finishing the video today," Lando replied with a confident smile. "We just had a little detour, but we're ready to get back on track."

Lando replied confidently, his eyes glancing at you for confirmation.

You nodded, feeling a surge of excitement and determination to complete the project with the support of your newfound connection.

"I guess I can spend one more hour of my time to beat the both of you in go-karting," Max stated, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

You couldn't help but exchange a playful glance with Lando, silently accepting the challenge and looking forward to the friendly competition that awaited you.

"Challenge accepted," you replied, a mischievous grin spreading across your face.

The upcoming go-karting race was not just a friendly competition between friends. It was the final showdown between Max and Lando, a battle that would determine once and for all who was the true champion of the track.

As Max and Lando did their slow walk for the video, the tension in the air was palpable. This final race was not just about winning a trophy; it was about pride, honor, and the ultimate bragging rights among friends.

The tension in the air was palpable, and everyone knew that this race would be the ultimate test of skill and determination for both competitors.

As they got into their go-karts, Lando gestured for you to come over.

Curiosity piqued, you approached Lando's go-kart, wondering what he had in store.

He leaned in and whispered, "I'm going to need my good luck kiss if you want me to win this race."

"Well," you whispered back with a mischievous glint in your eye, "if it's good luck you're after, I suppose I have no choice but to oblige. After all, we wouldn't want anything to hinder our chances of beating Max, would we?"

Lando grinned and nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that every advantage counted in this high-stakes race, and he was willing to go to any lengths to secure the victory.

He also just wanted a kiss from you.

You cupped his face and gently placed your lips on his cheek, giving him the good luck kiss he desired.

As your lips touched Lando's cheek, a surge of warmth and determination spread through Lando's body. It was as if the kiss transferred a sense of confidence, fueling him with an electric energy that would propel Lando forward in the race.

As you pulled away, a spark of excitement passed between you, fueling your determination to win the race and prove to Max once and for all that you and Lando were an unstoppable team.

Lando's ears turned a shade of crimson, but his smile only grew brighter. He couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation and confidence, knowing that he had your support and the added boost of the good luck kiss.

"Thanks Y/N," he said, his voice filled with gratitude and excitement. "With your good luck kiss, I know we're going to dominate this race and show Max who the true champion is."

With determination in his eyes, Lando strapped on his helmet and revved the engine of his go-kart, prepared to give it his all in the race.

Blushing at his words, you playfully tapped Lando on the shoulder before walking over to the starting line with the starting pistol in hand.

The anticipation in the air was palpable as you raised the pistol, ready to signal the start of the race and unleash the fierce competition between Lando and Max.

The good luck kiss not only symbolized your support for Lando, but it also ignited a newfound confidence within him.

Fueled by the warmth and determination that the kiss brought, Lando was ready to give his all in the race, knowing that he had the power of your love and support behind him, making him unstoppable.

The sound of the starting pistol echoed through the air, piercing the silence and signaling the beginning of the race.

Lando's go-kart shot forward, the engine roaring as he accelerated with a fierce determination. Adrenaline coursed through his veins, his focus fixed solely on the track ahead.

With every twist and turn, he pushed himself to the limit, fueled by the knowledge that he had your love and support propelling him forward.

As the race progressed, Lando skillfully maneuvered through the tight corners and overtaking Max with precision. Each lap brought him closer to victory, and his confidence soared with every successful maneuver. His determination never wavered, and he maintained a steady lead throughout the race.

In the final moments, with the finish line in sight, Lando summoned every ounce of his skill and experience. He pushed his go-kart to its limits, leaving his rival trailing behind.

As he crossed the finish line, a triumphant smile spread across his face.

Lando had emerged as the true champion, proving to Max and everyone else that with your support, he was unstoppable.

He immediately made his way to where you were, quickly jumping out of the go-kart and into your arms. The adrenaline was still pumping through his veins as he held you tightly, his heart filled with a mixture of excitement and gratitude.

Breathing heavily, he looked into your eyes with a mixture of exhilaration and gratitude, knowing that it was your good luck kiss and unwavering support that propelled him to victory.

With tears of joy welling in his eyes, he whispered, "Thank you for believing in me. I couldn't have done it without you."

As you took off Lando's helmet, a mischievous smile spread across your face. Playfully, you pressed kisses all over his cheeks, purposely missing his lips. Lando couldn't help but laugh, feeling the warmth of your love and support enveloping him.

In that moment, he knew that your presence and encouragement were the true driving force behind his victory, and he was forever grateful for your unwavering belief in him.

Lando chuckled, his heart still racing from the intense competition.

"If it's good luck kisses that you need to win races, I'll gladly take as many as you want to give," you replied, playfully wiping off the remaining lipstick stains from his face.

Your presence and support had truly become his secret weapon, fueling him with the determination to conquer any race that lay ahead.

Lando couldn't help but blush at your playful gesture, feeling a surge of happiness and gratitude. "I wouldn't say no to more good luck kisses," he replied with a grin, his heart swelling with love for you.

"But can you promise me something?"

"What is it?"

Lando whispered, his voice barely audible. He pointed to his lips, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "If I win a grand prix, you have to give me a victory kiss right here."

Your heart skipped a beat as you looked into his eyes, realizing that his request was both playful and sincere.

With a smile, you nodded and replied, "Deal. I'll be waiting to give you that grand prix victory kiss."

Lando chuckled, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can't wait to win these races and claim my well-deserved victory kiss. You better start practicing your cheering skills because I'm going to need all the luck I can get," he teased, his voice filled with determination and anticipation.

"Trust me, I'll be the loudest cheerleader in the stands, I have no doubt that you'll win every race and I'll be right there cheering you on," you replied, your voice filled with unwavering belief and love.

Lost in the moment, the both of you didn't even hear Max do the outro for the video. The chemistry between you was undeniable, and it seemed like everyone around you could see it.

Max, who had been watching your interactions all day, let out an exasperated sigh. "Are you two ever going to get together?" he muttered under his breath, clearly sick of the two of you dancing around your feelings.

It was time to stop playing games and finally admit what had been obvious to everyone else for so long. . . .

And so, the whispers of Lando and your relationship spread throughout the racing community, with everyone eagerly anticipating the day when you would finally become more than just friends. . . .

The anticipation for the Miami Grand Prix reached fever pitch as fans eagerly awaited your relationship with Lando to blossom. The video had ignited a frenzy of excitement, and spectators couldn't help but wonder if the grand prix victory kiss would be the catalyst for your official union.

The anticipation for the Miami Grand Prix was at an all-time high, fueled not only by the excitement of the race but also by the fans' obsession with your relationship with Lando.

Everywhere you went, people asked when you were going to make it official, eagerly waiting for the victory kiss that had been promised.

The pressure was on, but deep down, you both knew that this race would be a turning point in more ways than one.

As Lando delved into intense discussions with the engineers, you took the opportunity to explore the bustling paddock. The atmosphere was electric, with the sounds of engines revving and the smell of burning rubber filling the air.

You wandered from team to team, immersing yourself in the world of Formula 1, gaining a deeper appreciation for the dedication and precision that went into each race.

The atmosphere was electric, with teams frantically making last-minute adjustments to their cars and fans eagerly snapping photos of their favorite drivers.

As you explored, you couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. The Miami Grand Prix was not only a crucial moment for Lando's racing career but also for your relationship.

"Y/N! Long time no see!" you heard from behind you, turning around to see who it was.

Standing before you was Alexandra Saint Mleux, the renowned fashion influencer and close friend of Lando. Her striking features, with piercing blue eyes and perfectly coiffed blonde hair, seemed to radiate confidence.

She was dressed impeccably, donning a tailored white pantsuit that accentuated her slender figure, paired with a bold statement necklace and stiletto heels, exuding an air of sophistication and glamour.

"Alexandra!" you exclaimed, a smile spreading across your face as you embraced your best friend in the paddock.

It had been far too long since you had seen each other, and you couldn't wait to catch up on all the latest news and gossip.

"How have you been?" Alexandra asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. You took a moment to gather your thoughts, eager to share the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed your life since the last time you had seen her.

"Oh, Alexandra, where do I even begin?" you replied, a mix of excitement and nervousness in your voice. "So much has happened since we last caught up. Lando, and I... it's all been a rollercoaster of emotions."

Alexandra was captivated by your journey and couldn't help but ask, "So, what's the deal with you and Lando? Are you two finally going to make it official?"

You take a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Well, Alexandra, it's complicated," you say with a hint of uncertainty.

"Lando and I have been through so much together, and I care about him deeply. But there are still some things we need to figure out before we can make any official decisions."

Alexandra nodded understandingly, sensing the weight of your words. She quickly changed the topic, eager to distract you from the complexity of your relationship with Lando.

With a smile, she began sharing stories about her recent travels with Leo and Charles and the adventures they had together.

As you listened, the worries and uncertainties faded into the background, replaced by laughter and the warmth of friendship. . . .

"Y/N! Miss L/N!" A McLaren staff came out of nowhere, frantically looking for you. You turned towards them, a mix of surprise and curiosity in your eyes, wondering what could be so urgent that they interrupted your long-awaited reunion with Alexandra.

You turned towards the staff member, a sense of urgency creeping into your voice as you asked, "What's wrong? Is everything alright?"

"It's Lando,"

Startled, you turned to Alexandra and said, "I guess our catch-up will have to wait. Duty calls."

Alexandra nodded understandingly, giving you a quick hug before you followed the staff. "Take care, Y/N," she said softly, her voice filled with concern. "I hope everything is alright with Lando."

"I hope so too," you replied, your heart pounding with worry. "I'll find out what's going on and let you know as soon as I can." With that, you hurried after the staff member, praying that whatever had happened to Lando wasn't as serious as it sounded.

As they walked, you asked the staff member, "What happened? Is Lando okay?"

"He won't get in his car," the staff member stated. "He said he needed to see you before he goes."

Your heart sank as you realized that you had let the time slip away. You knew how important it was to be there for Lando before he left, and now you were filled with regret for not keeping your promise. You quickened your pace, hoping that you would be able to reach him in time and make things right.

"Kid, she's not coming," Zac tried to convince him, "You'll see her after the race anyway,"

"But I can't race without seeing her," Lando insisted, his determination unwavering.

"But Lando," Zac pleaded, "this is your chance to prove yourself on the track. You've worked so hard for this opportunity."

Lando shook his head, determination in his eyes. "If she's not coming, then I'm not going," he said firmly, his mind made up.

"Wait, Lando!" you called out, catching up to him just in time. "I'm here, I'm sorry for being late. I couldn't bear the thought of you racing without seeing you first."

Lando's eyes softened as he looked at you. A mix of relief and love filled his expression. "I can't do this without you," he whispered, taking your hand in his.

As you stood there, hand in hand with Lando, you knew that the cameras were capturing this intimate moment between the two of you. But in that moment, you didn't care about the public scrutiny or the potential backlash.

All that mattered was being there for each other, supporting one another through the highs and lows.

The pressure of the race, the expectations, and the regrets of being late all faded away as you stood there, united and ready to face whatever challenges came your way.

"What's the problem?" you asked worriedly, ready to fight anyone for Lando.

"I need my good luck kiss," Lando said desperately, his eyes pleading with you.

"You're telling me that you won't go because you wanted a kiss from me?" you slapped his shoulder gently, your disbelief evident in your voice.

Lando grinned sheepishly, his determination momentarily wavering. "Well, yeah, I guess so," he admitted, his eyes searching yours for any sign of agreement.

Despite the urgency of the situation, you couldn't help but smile at his request. You leaned in and pressed your lips against his cheek, sending a wave of reassurance and love through his body.

"Good luck Lando," you said.

"Thanks, I'll win for you, okay," Lando replied, grinning, running over to his car and driving off at the start of the race.

As you watched him go, a mixture of nerves and excitement filled your heart, knowing that you would be cheering him on every step of the way, no matter what.

"I can't believe that he wasn't going to go without your 'good luck' kiss," you heard Zac say beside you, tired of Lando's behavior.

"I know, it's ridiculous," you replied, shaking your head in disbelief. "But that's just Lando being Lando. He's always had this superstition about needing a good luck kiss before a race. I guess I've just gotten used to it."

"At this point, you two should get together," Zac stated.

You chuckled and glanced at Zac, feeling a blush creep up on your cheeks. "Well, maybe it's about time we make it official," you replied, a hint of excitement in your voice.

Zac grinned and nodded approvingly, knowing that you and Lando were meant to be together.

You smiled at Zac's comment, realizing that there was truth in his words. It was clear that your bond with Lando went beyond superstitions and good luck kisses.

As you watched the race unfold, you couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, it was time to take your relationship to the next level. . . .

The Miami Grand Prix was a thrilling and intense race from start to finish. Lando showcased his exceptional driving skills, maneuvering through the challenging turns and maintaining a competitive edge.

He faced tough competition from other skilled drivers, each vying for the top spot. As the laps progressed, Lando's determination remained unwavering, his focus unwavering as he pushed the limits of his car.

Despite the challenges of intense competition and the demanding nature of the race track, Lando remained composed and strategic.

He skillfully navigated through tight turns, battled for position, and made split-second decisions to maintain his competitive edge. It was a true test of his abilities, but Lando's determination and skill shone through, propelling him closer to victory.

The crowd erupted in cheers as he made daring overtakes and showcased his racing prowess.

In the end, Lando emerged victorious, crossing the finish line with a triumphant smile on his face, proving once again that he was a force to be reckoned with in the world of racing.

You were on your feet as soon as he passed the chequered flag, your heart pounding with excitement. The roar of the crowd enveloped you as you joined in the celebration, cheering and clapping for Lando's incredible victory.

The moment was electric, filled with a sense of pride and joy that only intensified as you made your way to the podium to congratulate him on his well-deserved win.

Seeing his triumphant smile up close, you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride and joy, knowing that you were there to witness this unforgettable moment in Lando's racing career.

Tears of happiness streamed down your face as you witnessed the culmination of his hard work and dedication, knowing that this victory was not only a testament to his talent

"Let's go, you have a grand prix victory kiss to deliver," Zac said, coming out of nowhere to help you get through the crowd.

People already started to give space as soon as they saw you, having a knowing grin on their faces. It was clear that they recognized you as someone special, someone who was close to the victorious driver.

As you made your way through the crowd, their excitement and anticipation grew, and you could feel their admiration and respect for being part of Lando's inner circle.

The moment you reached where Lando was, the crowd erupted into cheers once again, celebrating not only Lando's victory but also your presence and support throughout his journey.

As you approached Lando, he was still tightly embracing his team, their faces beaming with pride and joy. You waited patiently, soaking in the atmosphere and reflecting on the incredible journey that led to this victorious moment.

The sight of their camaraderie and shared joy warmed your heart, as you knew that their teamwork and support had played a crucial role in Lando's success.

As the team staff pointed at you and yelled, "Aye there's your girlfriend mate!", you couldn't help but blush.

Lando immediately turned around, his eyes falling on you, the biggest grin on his face. He hurriedly made his way towards you, pushing through the crowd, and swept you up in a tight embrace.

"We did it" he whispered, his voice filled with genuine happiness.

"You did it, Lando. It was all you," you said, your voice filled with genuine admiration and pride.

"No, you were my motivation to win," he replied, his eyes flickering from your eyes to your lips.

You rolled your eyes playfully, slowly wrapping your arms around his neck. "Oh please, don't give me that cliché line," you teased, a mischievous smile dancing on your lips. "But I'm glad I could be there to support you. Congratulations, champ."

You pushed his head gently closer, feeling the electricity between you two intensify as your lips inched closer. The anticipation grew with each passing second, and the world seemed to fade away as you both leaned in, your breathing becoming shallow and quick.

Finally, your lips met in a gentle, tender kiss, savoring the moment of victory and shared love. The kiss started soft and sweet, but soon grew more passionate and intense, fueled by the adrenaline and emotions of the triumphant race.

The kiss started softly, a gentle exploration of each other's lips, but soon grew more intense, fueled by the passion and desire that had been building between you for so long.

The once gentle kisses turned into a hungry exchange, as your lips moved together in perfect sync, leaving no doubt about the depth of your love and longing for each other.

As your lips moved together in perfect sync, Lando's hands tightened their grip on your hips, pulling you closer to him.

The intensity of the kiss mirrored the intensity of the emotions coursing through both of you, solidifying the connection that had been growing between you for so long.

Your hands were tangling in his sweaty hair, the sensation only adding to the exhilaration of the moment. The soft strands slipped through your fingers as you deepened the kiss, losing yourself in the taste and feel of him.

Time seemed to stand still as you both surrendered to the passion, knowing that this victory was not just about the race, but about the love that had brought you together.

Reluctantly, you pulled away from the kiss, your heart still racing with desire. "As much as I would love to stay here with you, you have a podium to attend in just a few minutes," you reminded him with a playful smile, trying to catch your breath.

Lando pouted at your response but knew he had to leave. "You know where to meet me right?" he whispered, his eyes filled with longing and anticipation, as he reluctantly pulled away, knowing that the celebration would have to wait until later.

"Of course," you replied, your voice filled with the same longing and anticipation. "I'll meet you at our spot as soon as the podium ceremony is over."

He grinned mischievously, stealing one last kiss before reluctantly tearing himself away from you.

The taste of him lingered on your lips as he hurriedly made his way to the podium, leaving you breathless and longing for the moment when you could meet again at your special spot. . . .

As Lando made his way to the media section to be interviewed for his win, his mind couldn't help but wander back to you. Thoughts of your passionate kiss lingered in his thoughts.

He couldn't wait for the podium ceremony to be over so that he could reunite with you at your spot and continue where you had left off.

However, he then felt something on his lips and he snapped out of it, moving away from it - it was a staff cleaning his lips with a cloth.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm only cleaning the lipstick from your lips," The staff answered, confused of his actions. He always let them clean his face before an interview.

He thought of the lipstick you had on which was now on his lips.

Suddenly, an idea sparked in Lando's mischievous mind. With a playful smirk, he leaned closer to the staff member and whispered, "Leave a little lipstick on, just to remind everyone who truly won today."

The staff member couldn't help but chuckle at Lando's mischievous request. Knowing that Lando was the race's victor and had a certain charm that couldn't be resisted, they nodded and left a hint of lipstick on his lips, complying with his playful demand.

As Lando headed to the media section, he couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence, knowing that he had left his mark not only on the race but also on the hearts of the fans.

As Lando approached the interviewer, he confidently took the microphone in his hand. The male interviewer greeted him with a smile, ready to delve into Lando's victorious race and capture his electrifying energy for the fans.

Interviewer asked politely, "Congratulations on your incredible win, Lando! How does it feel to come out on top today?"

"Thank you! It feels absolutely amazing. The race was intense, but I stayed focused and pushed myself to the limit. The car was performing exceptionally well, and my team did an outstanding job with the strategy." Lando replied with, "It's a fantastic feeling to see all the hard work pay off."

"You certainly had everyone on the edge of their seats! Can you walk us through that nail-biting overtaking maneuver in the final lap?"

"Oh, that was a heart-stopping moment for sure! I saw an opportunity to make a move, and I knew I had to seize it. The adrenaline was pumping, and I went for it." Lando explained.

"The car responded perfectly, and I managed to make the pass stick. It was a risky move, but it paid off, and I couldn't be happier with the outcome."

"I can't help but notice the lipstick stain on your lips," The interviewer commented on.

Lando chuckled, his mischievous charm shining through. "Ah, yes, a little souvenir from the victory celebration," he replied with a wink.

"Just a small reminder of the exhilaration and triumph of this race." The interviewer smiled, intrigued by Lando's playful nature, and continued with the interview.

The interviewer laughed, finding Lando's playful nature endearing. "Well, it certainly adds a unique touch to your victory," they replied. "Now, let's talk about the reaction from your fans. Social media is buzzing with excitement over your win. How does it feel to have such a dedicated and passionate fanbase supporting you?"

Lando's smile widened as he replied, "I am incredibly grateful for my fans. Their support means the world to me. It's humbling to know that my performance on the track resonates with so many people. I couldn't ask for better support."

"As you were about to pass the chequered flag, who or what were yout thinking of?"

"As I approached the chequered flag, my mind was filled with a mix of emotions and thoughts. Of course, my family and friends were on my mind, but Y/N was definitely the one who occupied my thoughts the most throughout the race. Her support and encouragement gave me that extra push to go for the win." Lando answered with a smile, his voice filled with affection and gratitude.

"Was your motivation to get your victory kiss?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Lando said, pointing at his face with a grin. "That victory kiss from Y/N was definitely a motivating factor. Knowing that I had her waiting at the finish line made me push even harder."

"Well, I'll let you go celebrate your win," the interviewer said, acknowledging Lando's eagerness to savor his victory. "But before you go, one last question: what does this win mean for you and your racing career?"

"This win means everything to me and my racing career. It's a validation of all the hard work, dedication, and sacrifices that I've made to get to this point. It's a stepping stone towards achieving my ultimate goals and solidifying my place in the racing world."

As the camera stopped recording and the microphone was taken from him, the interviewer thanked Lando for his time and congratulated him once again on his impressive victory.

Lando ran over to the podium, a mixture of exhilaration and exhaustion coursing through his veins. As he reached for the trophy, a surge of pride washed over him.

This trophy symbolized not only his victory, but also the culmination of years of hard work, determination, and perseverance.

Lando held the trophy high above his head, basking in the cheers and applause from the crowd, knowing that this moment would forever be etched in his memory as one of his proudest achievements. . . .

As you sat in Lando's driver's room, waiting for him to finish with his interviews, you couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration for his incredible achievement.

The way he spoke about you during the interview filled your heart with warmth, knowing that you were his biggest source of motivation and inspiration.

You couldn't wait to congratulate him in person and celebrate this momentous win together.

As you sat in Lando's driver's room, waiting for him to finish with his interviews, you couldn't help but remember the passionate kiss you shared before he had to leave for the race. Your finger grazed over your lips, still tingling from the lingering sensation.

Your thoughts of the moment of the kiss were interrupted by the door opening and you quickly pulled your hand away from your lips, hoping no one had seen the intimate gesture.

It revealed a beaming Lando with the trophy in his hands. His eyes met yours, and a wide grin spread across his face as he rushed towards you, engulfing you in a tight embrace.

His head was buried into your neck, and you could feel his rapid heartbeat against your chest. The scent of victory and adrenaline filled the air as you held each other tightly, savoring the moment of triumph.

The world around you faded away, and in that embrace, you knew that you were not only celebrating his win, but also the deep bond and love that you shared.

"Can we continue what we stopped before?" Lando asked, his voice low and husky against your neck. You felt a shiver run down your spine as his words stirred up the same desire that had ignited between you earlier.

With a mischievous smile, you whispered back, "I think we can definitely make some time for that, especially after this incredible victory."

The anticipation in Lando's eyes mirrored your own as you both shared a knowing look, ready to relish in the passionate moments that awaited you.

Lando's hands were curling around your waist, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through your body. The warmth of his embrace enveloped you, and you couldn't help but melt into his strong arms.

In that moment, all you wanted was to lose yourself in his touch and continue where you left off, savoring every delicious second of the passion that awaited you both.

Your lips molded together in a perfect harmony, the softness of his contrasting with the passion in his kiss. The taste of him lingered on your tongue, a mixture of mint and desire.

As your fingers entwined in his hair, you reveled in the sensation of the sweat-soaked strands slipping through your grasp, adding to the intoxicating thrill of the moment. The world around you ceased to exist as you deepened the kiss, losing yourself in the electric connection that pulsed between you.

The pressure of his lips against yours sent a shiver down your spine, igniting a fire within you that could only be quenched by his touch. Your hearts beat in sync, the rhythm of desire pounding through your chests.

Time seemed to stand still as you surrendered to the taste, the feel, and the sheer intoxication of his kiss.

Every nerve ending in your body came alive, as if electrified by the raw passion that flowed between you.

Lando pulled back slightly, a playful glint in his eyes. "Oh, trust me, baby," he said with a sly grin, "We're just getting started. I have plenty more in store for you tonight."

His teasing words sent a surge of anticipation through you, and you couldn't help but giggle in response.

"Is that so?" you countered, your voice dripping with flirtation. "Well, I can't wait to see what you have in mind. But first, let's celebrate this victory properly."

The air crackled with excitement as you both leaned in for another passionate kiss, ready to explore the depths of desire together. . . .

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mochiimadness · 1 year ago

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2012 Leonardo M.List

💙Headcanons💙

~ Short, ticklish, male s/o who loves physical contact

~ Neurodivergent reader who's love language is gift giving

~ Mobian s/o

#my writing #fearless leader #2012 leo x reader #2012 leonardo x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt leonardo x reader #tmnt masterlist #tmnt 2012 x reader

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loganlermanstanaccount · 2 years ago

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Show me where it hurts (part 1)

Miguel O'Hara x spiderwoman!reader

(AO3 Mirror), Part 2, Main Masterlist

summary: Miguel's acting weird, and you make it your mission to find out exactly what's going on.

warnings: no warnings for this chap, pg-13, swearing and canon level violence. smut next chapter xoxo

a/n: this is a combination of 2 asks and this post I saw on here a while ago: flirty/ snarky fem reader, Miguel during a ""rut"" (I don't know if it counts as a rut really, but its to do with his animal instincts/DNA) and Lyla playing matchmaker. I had so much fun writing this, enjoy :D

(i wrote this pre seeing spiderverse 2, so i think characterisation is a little off, esp for Lyla, apologies! I'll fix it in my upcoming fics)

edit: I use the term "bichita" which I have been informed can be read not as I intended in Spanish. I'm not a native speaker so I want to apologise in advance. I'm doing more research for my future fics and leaving this up as a testament to my stupidity. Spanish speakers, feel free to correct me / clown my ass in the comments. My bad guys :(

wc: 3.6k

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You think Miguel is avoiding you.

One of your closest friends, giving you the runaround for months, it seems. Calling the two of you close friends is a little extreme, sure. You've only known O'Hara for two years, and been in love with him for slightly less than that, thank you very much. And yes, he refuses to call you by anything but your last name. And the last time you saw him he wouldn't so much as look at you, but that was besides the point.

"..the point," You tell Lyla, in between exasperated bites of cereal, "... is that aren't elite forces of spiderpeople supposed to, you know, have some spiderpeople kick ass once in a while? And where exactly is our fearless leader? I haven't seen O'Hara's scary ass in weeks, and I'm starting to miss it."

She gives you a look, one that says this isn't what I'm programmed for , but you pointedly ignore it.

"His ass, by the way." You clarify. "I very specifically miss his ass. Remind me to get his routine. I know girls that would kill for…"

"How the fuck did you get in here?" A voice croaks. You turn behind you and see Miguel, not in his suit, but wrapped up in a blanket like he's just woken up. And he looks rough, like a train ran him over on the way here: puffy eyes, splotchy skin, tension kneaded into his brow.

"Wow." Your spoon drops into the milk. "You look like shit.."

He furrows his brow even deeper, if that was possible. " Mierda. You shouldn't be here."

"This isn't quite the welcome party I was expecting, man. I'm the only one to actually turn up to one of your meetings, and this is what I get?"

"I thought I told Lyla to cancel," He mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Cancel? Since when do you miss a chance to talk about rules and protocol?"

"I don't have time for this-"

"-and I'm not leaving without a proper explanation. Is everything okay?"

"It's actually way worse now you're here." He deadpans.

"Haha ." You turn to Lyla. "You drop everything to travel halfway across the multiverse and this asshole won't even say thanks."

"Thanks, but this asshole needs you to leave. Now."

This is the most he's spoken to you in forever, and you hate that you like it. You just want his attention, however it comes. If that means dragging this out so maybe he acknowledges you, touches you, looks at you - then so be it. Squinting, you get closer to him. You scan his face for anything to latch onto. You put a hand on his shoulder, still searching.

"You sure you're alright? You know you can tell me if-"

"Si, si." He grits his teeth, looking away. "M'just fine. I'll explain…. later."

"...because I'm your right hand man?" You grin, poking at his brow. "Stop frowning so much Miguel, you're gonna ruin that pretty face of yours."

He flushes, nervous, and swats you away. "-what? N-No. You're not my right hand man and I like my face just the way it is. Now, leave. "

Making your way to the door, you tap your nose teasingly. "You know where to find me!"

When the door closes with a click, you make your way down the corridor, and stop in your tracks when you hear it. It's muffled, but with the strain of your supersenses you can make out Miguel's voice just beyond the wall.

"I just…. don't want her to see me like this… Lyla, it's not happening… I can't tell her…." Tell her what, exactly?

Resolutely, you make up your mind. Miguel O'Hara's got a secret. And before you leave for home, you're gonna do everything in your God given power to wear him down and find out.

~~~

Despite his insistence otherwise, you liked to think of yourself as O'Hara's right hand man - and most of the other spiderpeople thought so too. You were one of the very first he recruited, after crash landing onto your earth like a spiderman-shaped meteor; the two of you were inseparable. Miguel was stubborn and headstrong and thought he was right all the time. Infuriatingly, he was, but that didn't stop you from telling him to get his head out of his own ass when his ego grew too big.

He was different around you, you think. Softer, sometimes. Harsher, other times. He told you what you needed to hear whether you wanted to or not; the result of mutual respect and agonising persistence. Slowly, you had chipped away his hard exterior; the one he built because he thought he needed to push people away. In that regard, you were similar, but this need manifested in you like a weed - an awful, awful compulsion to joke and laugh at your own expense, to keep others at an arm's length. You had spent your whole life picking and pruning away at yourself, looking for perfection. Even after all this, multiverse-hopping and fighting alongside people who were the closest things you had to friends , it wasn't enough. There was still something missing.

Ironically, Miguel had told you something similar the one of the last times you had spoken. You had fucked up a mission, well and truly. In the aftermath, all you can remember is coming back to base, limping on Jessica's arm.

"She's hurt!" She cries out. Lyla materialises and leads you both to the med bay, inspecting any visible wounds. There's a deep laceration, sticky with blood, at the base of your stomach. You shift onto the bed and hiss with pain.

Miguel is quick to follow, face twisted with confusion, pain, sadness. Even in your haze, you feel the tension radiating off of him as he drags over a cart of supplies.

"What happened?" He strains.

"I don't even… it happened so fast. We got ambushed, and all of a sudden I'm on the ground. I wasn't thinking straight and… " She sobs. "...she jumped in front of me. God, she saved my life-"

"-wasn't your fault, Jess." You croak, trying to sit up. "And I'm fine. Just need to walk it off…"

"Sit, bichita," His nickname makes you frown, despite yourself, and you settle back down. "Lyla, what's the damage?"

Your vision goes spotty, and Lyla's voice barely registers. All you can feel is searing pain in your side, but Miguel is warm, oh so warm. You clutch his arms, and force him to look you in the eye.

"M'ready, Miguel." He nods weakly, but you don't think he understands. "I mean it . I can lead, j-just need another chance and I won't let you down… Jess, tell him that I can-"

"It's okay. I believe you. You just need to relax for me, hmm?" He clutches at your hand, tight, and it's like you're the only two people in the world. "You did good. I promise."

Faintly, you nod. You feel a pinch at your arm, and Jessica's there, with an empty vial of something in her hands. The pain washes over you, and you fight to keep your eyes open. In those last few moments of light, you swear you feel a shaky kiss pressed to your temple.

"Sleep, mi bichito amoroso. Sleep."

When you come to, you're still in the medbay, moonlight streaming through. Well, artificial moonlight. Time worked a little differently here, something Miguel explained to you a while ago - God knows what about dilation and quantum interference. It makes you smile now, remembering his frustration as he tried to explain to no avail. You were the only spiderman this side of the multiverse without a degree in quantum tech, you had said with a lopsided smile.

You move to sit, and pain shoots up your side. Groaning, you push through it, determined to get out of this bed and find the others. As if on cue, Miguel walks in, almost leaping towards you.

"You should… mierda ! You should be resting in bed."

You pout as you stumble into his chest. He hooks an arm around you and leads you back. You clamber in, sighing. "M'fine, O'Hara."

"Your guts were halfway out of your body less than 24 hours ago. So stay put, or you might give me another heart attack."

You scoff, incredulous. "You were worried?"

He shrugs. " 'Course I was."

"Why? You know I'm practically indestructible." You give him a shit eating grin, and poke the frown appearing at his brow. He doesn't bat you away like he usually does.

"Famous last words, bichita." He sighs. You can't speak a lick of Spanish, but you know he only calls you that word when you've frustrated him to his limit. So you take it as a win, for now.

He drops into the chair next to you. "How are you feeling?"

"Just peachy, dollface." You wink, and he doesn't so much as groan.

"I'm being serious. You went through something pretty traumatic…"

"You want me to tell you it hurts, so, so bad, daddy? " You pout and flutter your eyelashes mockingly. Miguel shifts in his seat, unable to make eye contact.

"That's not what I meant."

"What did you mean, O'Hara? I feel fine. And in a couple of days, I'll feel even better, and I'll be up and about. I can finish what we started and-"

"-no, absolutely not." He frowns. "A couple of days? I'm sending you home-"

"You can't do that! On whose fucking authority?"

"On the authority of you almost fucking died ! Keeping you safe is our priority right now-"

"God, is this my punishment? This is a low blow, O'Hara. You know how hard I've worked for this: months of surveillance and intel a-and I did everything by the book, just like you told me to." You croak. "I fucked up . I know that, and I feel terrible. Give me a chance to make things right; that's all I'm asking. I can do it, I know it. "

He looks at you for a moment, something heavy in his expression. His face contorted, he strips you down to the bone with just his gaze. His voice is so quiet, you almost miss it.

"....you're still trying to prove yourself, aren't you?"

Honestly, it catches you off guard. You don't even know what the fuck that means, let alone why he said it.

"I don't… I d-don't…?"

"They all love you. Respect you. More than me I think, sometimes." He chuckles at that. "You're good at what you do. The best . What else are you trying to prove? What else do you need ?"

Your throat goes dry. You couldn't speak if you wanted to.

"I'm not punishing you. You made a mistake, but you don't need to be crucified for it. I just want to keep you safe. I can't… we can't lose you."

"Miguel-"

"-this isn't a discussion. And I'm not trying to argue, although I know how much you like to argue." He inches closer, cupping your face gently. You try to move away, blinking back tears. But his hands are steady and he strokes your jaw with so much tenderness you think you hear your heart break. He's pretty, so pretty. You don't deserve him, you think. "There'll be time to fight, bichita. Rest. That's your mission right now."

"C-can't sleep." You breathe. "It hurts."

Miguel pauses, head tilted like he's thinking. He taps your shoulder. "Scoot over."

You do as he says, and he slips into the bed with you. It's a tight fit, but he manages, placing you on his chest with an arm gently around your shoulders. You bury your face in his hoodie, sniffling and hoping he doesn't notice you choking back sobs. Absentmindedly, he settles into a rhythm, gentle breathing and playing with your hair, soothing you softly. He pretends he can't hear the tears.

"M'gonna stay here until you're asleep. For as long as you need."

You nod, unable to speak for fear of breaking down.

~~~

The days after felt like a blur. You woke up to Miguel gone, and an ache in your heart. Jess visits as much as she can, and Ben calls you a couple times, to see if you're okay. Peter B brings Mayday, and she clambers all over your bed, bringing some life into the room. Miguel doesn't visit per se - you hear whispers of him, Lyla visiting in his stead for comprehensive status updates. Once, you wake up in the night to see him on the adjacent chair, head lolling in deep sleep. He looks peaceful, calm - one of the first times you haven't seen his brow furrowed with worry. Of course, he's gone by the morning.

The very last time you saw him, he opened the portal home. It was weird, after everything, but if Miguel felt the same you wouldn't know. Talking at a thousand miles a minute, he alternates between assuring you they'll be fine without you and situation reports from spider people all across the multiverse. Things you'd missed whilst bedbound, asking for advice before you left. He trusted your judgement and the thought warmed your heart, almost making you forget that he completely brushed past the previous nights before.

You still remember the last thing he had said to you, which would've been weeks ago, now.

"...and if you need anything, and I mean anything, you call me directly. Not Jess, not Ben, and certainly not Peter B. Call me, and I'll answer, I promise. You need help, you need advice, you just need someone to talk to, then-"

"-I call you. I get it, O'Hara. Will do." He opens the portal, watching as you walk towards it. He can't take his eyes off of you, even though you can't see him. At the last moment you turn, and run towards him. You almost knock him over with a hug. Burying his head in the crook of your shoulder, he hugs you back, ever careful of your injury. Separating, your smile almost knocks him over again. Weakly, he smiles back as you head through the portal, back home.

You're left with that feeling, of his arms around your body - warm, so warm - as you putter about by the switchboard. After careful deliberation (you were really, really bored ) you'd taken to manage the Multi Modal Multiversal Switchboard - as aptly named by Miguel. Everyone else called it the Big Red Phone of course, but he had insisted on calling it by its proper name . Every. Time.

The thought makes you chuckle as you call up Peter B. His icon flashes on the screen in front of you. With a click, he picks up the call, his face materialising holographically in front you. A little hand reaches up and tugs at his ear.

"Ow… ouch … Dad's on the phone, honey."

"Aww! How's my favourite Parker doing?"

"Not bad, actually! MJ just made us probably the best burger this side of New York-"

"-sorry, Peter? Me and May are trying to have a conversation." You hear her giggle in the background. Her gap toothed grin pops into frame and she babbles excitedly. "...yeah, exactly May. That's literally what I said."

"Okay, okay, that's enough." He puts the toddler down and watches her scurry away. "You're feeling better, I see."

"Yeah, back in action. Thought I'd check in."

"All good here." He squints, trying to take in your surroundings. "You're at HQ?"

You hum.

"Could've sworn Lyla cancelled…"

"Yeah, didn't get the memo. But I think something's wrong with O'Hara."

He gives you a weird look. "Uhhh, what makes you think that?"

"He won't even look at me. Was it something I said? Something I did?" Your eyes narrow. "...what do you know, Peter?"

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing!" He scoffs, a little too quickly, clutching his chest like you've offended him. He's stared down some of the scariest villains around, but the look you give him is truly chilling. "Just… uhhh. You didn't hear this from me."

"Naturally…"

"We tracked 'em down, the guys that ambushed you and Jessica."

"The Sinister Six? From Earth-215?"

"Yeah, but by the time we got there, it was just Kraven and some of his goons. Miguel got there first, and…." He gulps. "He was pissed. Trashed the whole place looking for the rest of 'em. Beat Kraven half to death and we had to pull him off."

"Shit."

"Yeah, it was pretty rough. Never seen him like that before. And just generally? He'd been weirdly quiet, a little grumpy, more aggressive on missions. I don't know what's gotten into him."

"Hmmm. Thanks, Pete."

"No problem, sweetheart. And if the big guy asks… "

"...this didn't come from you, I know." Weakly, you smile. "Say hi to my favourite Parkers, for me."

" 'Course I will. We should celebrate, if you're back officially. Mine and MJ's is always open."

"Good to know. I'll see you around."

He waves goodbye, and the hologram clicks off. Sighing, you try to piece together what you've just heard.

Miguel: acting weird. Well, you knew that already. Aggressive was new. And Lyla? She had canceled, but not for you, for some reason. An honest mistake, perhaps. But Lyla doesn't make mistakes…

You stew for a couple of hours, puttering about the switchboard, twiddling your thumbs. Something's wrong, and for some reason you're afraid to see him. To have him look straight through you, again, when you ask to do the same. Show me where it hurts. Tell me how to make it better.

On the way there, you chew your lip in anticipation. In the corridor, you're outside the door to his place, hand hovering above the door. To knock, to call. In the harsh fluorescent light, you hesitate.

"Lyla?" Nervously, you sink down onto the floor. It's hard to explain, but you don't expect her to actually come; to materialise in front of you.

"How can I assist you?" She says with a ding.

"Uhh… hi. Just wanted to talk." You pause, clicking your tongue. "Can you be honest with me?"

"I can only be honest with you. It is not in my programming to lie, unless specified by my owner."

"Sure. Cool. It's about him, actually. Is Miguel okay?"

She tilts her head, as if processing your request. "Okay is a subjective term. Is Mr O'Hara alive? Yes. Is Mr O'Hara physically well? Yes. By those terms, he is okay ."

Too vague for your own liking. "I guess I meant more… his emotional state. To the best of your knowledge… in your opinion , Lyla: is Miguel okay?"

"...I believe Mr O'Hara is experiencing some emotional turmoil."

You frown. "Oh. Do you know why?"

"Mr O'Hara has instructed me not to disclose that information with you."

"Fair enough. But you don't have to tell me… I could just ask questions?"

She nods. "There is nothing in my programming that prevents me from answering some questions within certain parameters."

"Did I do something? Not just today but… last time I was here. Did I say something to hurt or upset him? Is that why he's acting weird?"

"No." She says blankly. "And yes. I suppose it is… complicated." She gestures around that word.

"I'm a little confused, Lyla."

She sits next to you, on the cool tile. Not that she could feel it, but it feels more intimate - like two friends talking. The extent of Lyla's consciousness, you weren't sure of. Was she alive? To you, she might as well be. Could she think, feel, emote? Maybe, maybe not. You weren't smart enough to understand the nuances of her programming. But you were human enough to see it in her - something glittering beyond the surface.

It could be projection, but you swear her voice is softer. "He has a name for you. When he speaks about you, and to you. I have it logged in my memory database. Do you know what that is?" You shake your head.

Lyla opens up her palm and projects videos and images - little Miguel's popping up in her palm, tinny and gruff voices ringing through the hallway. They say your name, shout your name, whisper it. Some say other things in Spanish. Curse words had always been your assumption, and he had given you no reason to think otherwise. Now, having it played back to you, you hear a tenderness in his voice you would've missed. Words and phrases that come up again and again…

"Bichita." She repeats. "Bichito del amor. Mi bichito amoroso. "

You shake your head, still confounded. "...I don't speak Spanish, Lyla."

"Little bug. Sweetheart. Lovebug. My little lovebug." She clears her throat. "I believe they are terms of endearment."

Steadfast, she directs you towards her palm. Another small Miguel appears, and you think it's him from this morning.

"I thought I told you not to let anyone in, Lyla?"

"I did not let her in. She let herself in using the code you previously gave her, Mr O'Hara."

"Yeah, for emergencies. Fuck. Mi bichita, too smart for her own good."

"...If you are in distress, I believe she would understand, Mr O'Hara."

"I just think it's too much. I don't want her to see me like this."

"According to Alchemax files, previous subjects showing this kind of aggression benefitted from-"

"Lyla, it's not happening, no chance. I can't tell her."

The figure blinks out of her palm. "Mr O'Hara has forbid me from telling you about certain things."

"...but not from showing me." Your eyes meet hers. You give her a watery smile. "Thank you."

With a hint of a smile, she nods and is gone from the corridor. You are left alone, with nothing but your thoughts of little lovebugs rattling around in your brain.

#miguel o hara x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 x reader #across the spiderverse #kat_writes😼#this gif is fucking crazy btw

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Moon in Aries

The Moon in Aries is emotionally hot, and thus people become impulsive and explosive. The drive of their emotions sets them afire, which initiates an immediate need to undertake an action and make a decision. They can be very childlike and wear their heart on their sleeve. They are spontaneity themselves and live in the present; sometimes this can be too much for others because such individuals react so strongly emotionally. They seek excitement and stimulation, and a challenge makes them emotionally charged; they take the lead.They love independence and spontaneity in relationships, and their courage and dynamism can be an inspiration to others. They are impatient and can get frustrated if things are not moving fast. Emotionally, they are resilient; they bounce back fast from setbacks and are seldom bogged down by protracted sadness.They are straightforward and candid in their mode of expression, most especially about their feelings. This placement grants a pioneering spirit and a need to take the lead in action, especially when motivated emotionally. Though they can be self-centered, their zeal can light up a room, making other people want to follow them. On the other hand, they do need to grow in emotional maturity and learn to harness the impulsiveness. This placement foments a fearless approach to life, ever wanting to conquer the emotional world.

Moon in Aries Degree (1°, 13°, 25°)

It is a raw pioneering emotional energy. Individuals with a moon in Aries degrees are bold and impulsive. They start new projects - which are taken up because of intuitive passion-and are just as fast to quit them too.These degrees temper courage with determination. People with these degrees have a more subtle concentration on emotional independence, resilient to challenges yet still assertive. Emphasizes leadership and maturity in the expression of emotions. Such people put fire into action, often inspiring others by the dynamism and sincerity of their approach to life.

Moon in Taurus

The Moon in Taurus is the most stable and harmonious of all lunar positions. It puts a deep urge in people for emotional security, comfort, and stability. Their feelings are smooth, and they seldom let themselves be swept away by any kind of turbulence. They attach strongly to the tangible world of matter and find serenity in nature, beauty, and the sensual pleasures of life-good food, music, and art.The Moon in Taurus makes them rather calm and well-grounded individuals, hence stable and nurturing companions. Quick to anger they are not, but when driven beyond their limits, the reactions could be intense and long. They believe in the values of loyalty and consistency in relationships and hence seek partners who would offer them stability and reassurance.This placement also amplifies a strong attachment to material possessions, as they derive security from building a secure foundation. The home is their haven, and they may put much energy into making it warm and inviting. While their emotional style is practical, they have an underpinning of sensuality and passion that gives their relationships much depth.But this stability often then morphs into stubbornness. They may resist changes or hold on to certain routines even when growth demands they get out of their comfort zones. Learning to balance the love of stability with flexibility is key in the emotional evolution of an individual.

Moon in Taurus Degrees (2°, 14°, 26°)

Stability and security are essential. Comfort and material well-being mean much to the person who has this degree and is adverse to changes. Their emotions are calm, steady, and quiet, never extreme nor violent.A practical emotional nature will equip them with the ability to create and nurture something that will last. They find emotional fulfillment in beauty, art, and enjoying life's pleasures.Amplifies the emotional strength within and closeness to the earth. People with this placement are emotionally stable and attach deeply to family and worldly possessions. They love routine, as it gives them stability.

Moon in Gemini

People with their Moon in Gemini are emotionally curious, communicative, and mentally quick. They intellectualize their emotions and often find talking about feelings is a healing balm in and of itself. They're natural conversationalists-quick-witted and full of humor-and they make excellent company. Still, their moodiness can change in a wink of an eye-a true reflection of Gemini's mutable air energy.They become emotionally aroused by new ideas, experiences, and interactions. For them, boredom is more of an issue, since they do feel a need for mental activation. In relationships,they will be drawn to those who can reciprocate their need for interesting conversations and intellectual friendship. They lack showing deep feelings but are generally good at conveying thoughts and ideas.Adaptability makes them very good problem solvers, for they face emotional difficulties with logical reasoning and flexibility. At the same time, though, their adaptability sometimes may make them appear as somewhat detached or inconsistent, jumping so easily from one emotional experience to another. They might struggle with staying down to earth or sticking with just one emotional focal point.Emotionally, the Moon grows in Gemini-learning to embrace vulnerabilities and deepened connections. The balancing factor comes with tuning natural curiosity against emotional depth for them to be more related to the bonds and life events.

Moon in Gemini Degrees (3°, 15°, 27°)

Mirror-Image of an inquisitive and communicative emotional nature. Such people are very emotionally expressive, generally feeling happy when they are surrounded by intellectual vibrancy, sharing their ideas with everybody. These degrees stress adaptability and versatility. Emotionally this position can be light and flexible to change but flighty, inconsistent in their emotional expression.

Moon in Cancer

The Moon, being in Cancer, is at home since Cancer is the ruling sign of the Moon. Such a placement bestows an unparalleled depth to emotional sensitivity and intuition. They are attached with their inner world and are badly influenced by their feelings. They can thus innately estimate the feelings of others, which makes them so empathetic and nurturing.

Home and family represent the center of their emotional lives. They look to security by providing a safe, loving environment, and relationships with family members are often deep and intense. Of course, this can sometimes be taken to an extreme in the form of emotional dependency or over-protectiveness. People with this placement have feelings in waves-much like those tides governed by the Moon. They are moody and retreat into their shells whenever they get hurt or overwhelmed, yet they have a great inner strength that keeps them going through hardships.Their intuition often leads them to the right decisions, and by nature, they are talented in care giving, art, or healing professions. This is a big strength, but nurturing nature needs to learn how to set boundaries and not get lost within the emotional needs of others. Self-care and self-acceptance are vital to their growth.

Moon in Cancer Degrees: 4°, 16°, 28°

Emotional and intuitive, with an emphasized need for emotional security, connected to family and home. People with this degree are sensitive, empathetic, and protective. 16° Cancer: This is a mature emotional degree that gives the instinct to nurture. People are naturally supportive, often putting others' needs before their own emotions, while wanting to create an environment that is safe and loving.Amplifies the need for depth in emotions and family relationships. Individuals can be very defensive when it comes to loved ones, yet might be overly attached or too careful with their emotions.

Moon in Leo

Moon in Leo people need recognition, appreciation, and the need for self-expression. The Moon in Leo is emotionally satisfied by being noticed and appreciated. Often, they function well in professions that allow them to utilize their talents. They have warm and generous natures, often going out of their way to make others feel special.Emotionally, they are confident and enthusiastic, with a natural charisma that draws people to them. They can be sensitive to criticism and may struggle with feelings of inadequacy if they feel undervalued. Their emotions are dramatic and vivid, and they often express their feelings with flair.

They are loyal and affectionate in relationships; they look for people who appreciate their strengths and celebrate their dreams. They pride in and protect their loved ones a great deal. The strong sense of self may at times make them attention-seeking, which may overwhelm more reserved partners.For emotional growth, these individuals must learn to balance their need for validation with humility and self-awareness. By cultivating a sense of inner security, they are able to shine without relying on external admiration alone.

Moon in Leo Degrees (5°, 17°, 29°)

A vital, expressive, and dramatic emotional nature is reflected. Individuals with this degree need recognition and love to be noticed; their emotional satisfaction comes from being admired or adored.These people want to be admired, but applause for one's character and nobility is appreciated as well.Put the native an edge through intense and deep feelings that hope to be remembered after they are gone. Sometimes creative expression helps this degree balance emotionally in creative outlets and/or leadership responsibilities and to recognize and appreciate heartfelt accomplishment.

Moon in Virgo

Emotions are practical and analyzed. The persons deeply focus on details, often finding comfort in organizing, problem-solving, and improving the environment. A strong desire to be helpful might come with the expression of their emotions through acts of service.Emotionally, they might be somewhat restrained, reflecting more on feelings inside their world than the actual one. Whereas they can be very dependable and supportive, they also may easily feel self-criticizing or over analyze their emotions. The presence of such pragmatism in their nature at times gives an impression of being unconnected, although caring and supportive to those around them, is their purpose.They are caring and attentive in relationships, many times being able to anticipate what their partner may want. Stability appeals to them, and they often seek a person who is equally interested in growing and maturing. Perfectionism raises expectations unrealistically high for themselves and others.

They need to train themselves to love their imperfections, not over-analyze things. Such a balance can be achieved for them between analysis and self-compassion, giving them deeper satisfaction in their connections on the emotional level with others.

Moon in Virgo Degrees (6°, 18°)

Emotional sensitivity connected to practicality and service. With this degree, people feel satisfied while serving and helping others, taking care by organizing and paying attention to details.They bring emotional intelligence and the tendency to be self-critical. Individuals with these moon degrees may seek perfectionism as a way of feeling emotional comfort; the drive should go toward betterment and healing.

Moon in Libra

The Moon in Libra makes people pleasure-seeking of harmony, balance, and beauty within their emotional realm. Highly relational, they will often go out of their way to maintain peace and equilibrium by putting others' feelings first. They are natural diplomats, tactfully working their way through social situations with ease and poise.Emotionally, they need companionship and find their fulfillment when they are in harmonious relationships. The sense of fairness and justice that often makes them mediators in conflicts and pleas for balance, on the other hand, creates a very strong desire in them to please people, which can make them indecisive at times or suppress their emotions to avoid quarrels.They are romantic and charming in love, cherishing the time spent with others. They value intellectual and emotional connections alike and often seek a partner who can engage them on many levels. Though they really thrive when they're in a relationship, they do need to learn not to lose their sense of identity and rely too much on others for validation.Emotional growth for people with the Moon in Libra will have to come through a balance of the urge for harmony with authenticity. Owning their needs and learning to express these will give them emotional satisfaction without sacrificing values dear to them.

Moon in Libra Degrees (7°, 19°)

Emotional emphasis is on harmony and balance. People are touched to the quick by their relationships, feeling safe emotionally when they can establish peace and fairness around them.Then comes emotional maturity and a sublime understanding of love and partnership. Individuals with these, thrive in relationships by seeking emotional fulfillment through mutual support, fairness, and diplomacy.

Moon in Scorpio

The Moon in Scorpio is probably one of the most intense placements, deeply representative of emotional power and transformation. Individuals with this placement experience their feelings with a depth and complexity that is hard to match. They are highly intuitive and often have a keen awareness of the unseen or hidden aspects of life.Their emotions are passionate and all-consuming, with the potential for life-changing experiences. They are loyal and want depth in a relationship, desiring a partner who will match their level of intensity. On the other hand, the strength of their emotions may make them jealous, possessive, or controlling.They make relationships deep and profound, and the same depth they create, they expect from their partners. They are charismatic, which makes them attract people, though at times the lightness of some people gets overwhelmed by the intensity in them. Their ability to heal is extraordinary, whereby they help others around them with insight and resilience through crises.For emotional growth, these individuals must learn to release grudges and embrace forgiveness. By channeling their emotional energy into constructive outlets, they can achieve profound self-awareness and transformation.

Moon in Scorpio Degrees: (8°, 20°)

Emotional nature is intense, intuitive, with deep, changing feelings. They are drawn to the mysterious and to plunging into the emotional deep for satisfaction.These people may experience breakdowns that change them; they keep their emotions close to their chests and can be secretive or distrusting.

Moon in Sagittarius

The Moon in Sagittarius is a position of emotional freedom, optimism, and exploration. They are driven by the urge for adventure, knowledge, and growth. They come to their feelings with curiosity and very often find their comfort in the expansion of their horizons.Emotionally, they are optimistic and resilient, often looking for the silver lining in challenging situations. They are naturally philosophical and may process their feelings through intellectual exploration or spiritual practices. At the same time, however, their need for freedom can sometimes make them avoid deep emotional entanglements or commitments.They are passionate and open in relationships, finding partners who share their sense of adventure and exploration. They are forthright and may feel caged in by relationships that feel too controlling or stagnant. Their cheerfulness and sense of humor make them great companions.For emotional development, they would have to learn to balance freedom with emotional depths and vulnerability. By embracing the emotional connection, their relationships can deepen and become a source of gratification.

Moon in Sagittarius Degrees (9°, 21°)

Shows an adventurous, freedom-loving emotional nature. There is emotional fulfillment with exploration, travel, and philosophical pursuits.Confers an optimistic, expansive approach to the emotions. The emotional nature is naturally joyful in this degree, often enthusiastic about all things new; fulfillment comes through growth and learning.

Moon in Capricorn

The Moon in Capricorn is practical and disciplined in the approach to emotions. These people value structure, responsibility, and achievement, often putting practical concerns before emotional expression. They are dependable and steady, with a strong sense of duty to their loved ones.Emotionally, they tend to be reserved or stoic; they deal more privately with emotional issues. They take their security from routine, goals, and concrete achievements. They are responsible and work hard but may have difficulty expressing weakness or asking for help.They are loyal and committed in relationships, taking on either the protective or nurturing role. They value stability and seek a partner with similar dedication to long-term goals. At times, they may appear distant or inaccessible because of their emphasis on practicality.The call for emotional growth for these individuals is to accept and allow the softer side of themselves to be taken care of. The balancing between the drive for success and allowing emotional openness may bring about deeper connections and more personal fulfillment.

Moon in Capricorn Degrees (10°, 22°)

An emotionally practical and disciplined nature. The individual with this degree is not very demonstrative emotionally, finding satisfaction through hard work, attainment, and the establishment of a secure basis for the future.With these degrees, individuals derive emotional fulfillment from positions of authority and are deeply committed to their personal and professional aspirations, though they may find it difficult to show their vulnerabilities.

Moon in Aquarius

The Moon in Aquarius represents emotional independence, innovation, and a strong connection to humanity. These people are oriented toward the future and often approach their feelings from a rational or detached perspective. They value intellectual stimulation and are deeply invested in social causes or community initiatives.They are unconventional emotionally and perhaps resistant to conventional roles or expectations. Freedom keeps them going, while highly restrictive relationships make life miserable. The emotional realm with them is pretty much linked with their ideals; contributing to something bigger than themselves makes them complete.They believe in individuality and mutual respect in relationships. They are progressive and open-minded, mostly seeking a partner who shares their vision for the future. They are loyal friends and partners, but they might have a hard time showing emotions openly, as they are more focused on ideas and concepts.They need to balance their independence and emotional closeness in order for them to grow emotionally. They can learn to connect on a deeper level so they can have deep, meaningful bonds without betraying their ideals.

Moon in Aquarius Degrees (11°, 23°)

Emotionally detached yet idealistic, these individuals are more focused on the mental connection and can feel emotionally satisfied through friendships, innovation, and progressive ideas.These amplify detachment and individuality. The native is emotionally detached; his relationships are free, and he may be attracted to people who are unusual or eccentric and understand his way of thinking.

Moon in Pisces

The Moon in Pisces is the epitome of emotional sensitivity, intuition, and compassion. These people have a strong inner connection and very often feel the emotions of others as if they were their own. They are dreamers with a vivid imagination and great spiritual connection. Emotionally, they are empathetic and often drawn to helping others. They find comfort in creative expression, spiritual practices, or retreating into their own world. However, their sensitivity can make them prone to emotional overwhelm or escapism.They are romantic and compassionate in love, placing their partners on a pedestal. They enjoy deep emotional contact and are drawn to individuals who can display an equal measure of sensitivity and depth as themselves. At times, however, this may also lead them to disappointment or idealized expectations with respect to other people.These individuals need to learn to set boundaries and ground themselves in reality for emotional growth. Embracing their intuitive gifts while maintaining emotional resilience allows them to navigate life with grace and strength.

Moon in Pisces Degrees (12°, 24°)

Reveals an ultra-sensitive and highly empathetic emotional nature. People with this degree will also look intuitively toward spiritual practices, the creative arts, and selfless service for emotional nourishment.Intuitive, compassionate emotional makeup. Individuals having these degrees can be ultra caring of others, prone to absorb or easily take on another's feelings. Many struggles surround setting boundaries for themselves. There are true ways of fulfillment-to help others or connect with divinity.

Moon In Houses

Moon in the 1st House

The Moon in the 1st house indicates an individual whose emotions and inner world are tremendously conspicuous to observers. These individuals wear their hearts on their sleeves, often coming across as nurturing, empathetic, and sensitive. Their moods and feelings strongly color their physical presence and demeanor in the way they present to the world.They are very intuitive and responsive, often tuning into the ambient currents of feeling. People with this placement don't find it easy to develop emotional boundaries since they're innately receptive to others' feelings. The outer cover or public persona changes along with the mood, so that one gets the impression of a changeable or moody person. They might turn deeply introverted as a result of this strong attachment with which their self-image is invested; and outward identity is in alignment with the inner feelings of the individual. However, this placement may also stimulate an excessive tendency to look to external recognition for validations of one's feelings.In that personal growth process, they would have to balance emotional expression with self-awareness, learning not to completely let their feelings run them or define self-worth. It is developing a sense of self strongly enough apart from the tides of emotions that can allow them to flourish.

Moon in the 2nd House

Moon in the 2nd House: Here, the Moon closely associates emotions with material security and personal values. They feel emotionally comforted with stability, financial security, and tangible possessions. Many of them pamper themselves and others with food, comfort, and abundance that make life comfortable and safe.People with this placement may have fluctuating finances or changing attitudes towards material possessions, mirroring their mood swings. They are usually attached to things that remind them of something, and their possessions can be emotionally loaded.They look for an emotional and economic stability partner. They are usually nurturing and generous but can also be insecure whenever their material foundation seems threatened even from a slight perspective. For them, self-esteem and morals are closely intertwined with their emotional disposition.They need to learn to let go of their emotions from their material life for growth. The more they cultivate inner security and self-worth irrespective of their life circumstances, the more harmonious and rewarding their life will be.

Moon in the 3rd House

Moon in the 3rd house gives an emotional orientation to communication, learning, and the immediate environment. They are born with the ability to express their feelings through words, whether spoken or written. They are very sensitive and often strongly influenced by the surroundings.Their mood may fluctuate depending on the interaction they have with their siblings, neighbors, or people in society. They find their comfort in keeping their minds occupied and may use learning or communication as an emotional release. Their emotional nature, however, makes them think too much or anxious if their thoughts are not channelled constructively.They are emotive within relationships and search for someone who can discuss interesting subjects with them. They seek people who are curious and adaptable, like themselves, and place great emphasis on emotional intelligence.Growth requires them to root their emotional expression so that fleeting thoughts or surrounding stimuli do not toss them too much. Application of mindfulness helps in paying attention to deeper connectives and makes one more poised.

Moon in the 4th House

Moon in the 4th house is deeply nurturing and emotionally profound. Their home, family, and roots are the places where their emotional core finds its place. The attachment to the past is strong, and they usually feel secure with familiar people and environments.They are natural caregivers, generally assuming the role of emotional supporter within the family. Their home is their haven, and they may put much time and energy into creating a cozy and emotionally uplifting space. Sometimes, this attachment to upbringing may lead them to emotional stagnation when they get too caught up in the past.In relationships, they can be protective, loyal, and very attached. They are attracted to those that value family and home similarly and place great emphasis on emotional closeness.The individuals must learn how to balance the emotional attachments with their past lives and their desire to grow as a person for development. It will be necessary to embrace change by breaking out of the molds of the past so that new securities and fulfillment can be sought for the future.

Moon in the 5th House

The Moon in the 5th house brings a deep emotional connection to creativity, self-expression, and joy. These individuals are passionate and vibrant, often using their creative talents to process and express their emotions. They have a strong desire to find emotional fulfillment through hobbies, artistic endeavors, or romantic relationships.They can be so dramatic and intense with their emotions, and they always look for validation through recognition of their talents or affections. They are very intuitive and have a natural ability to connect with children or younger individuals, often taking on a nurturing role in these relationships. This makes them romantic and expressive in love, seeking someone who will give equal enthusiasm and passion in a match. Their extreme highs and lows make the relationships seem unpredictable at times.To grow, they must strike a balance between the need for emotional excitement and stability. Putting emotions into creative outlets that are constructive will help to find lasting fulfillment.

Moon in the 6th House

The Moon in the 6th house shows a connection between emotions with work, health, and daily routines. These people often find comfort when things are organized around them, following a structure to which they can devote themselves emotionally through busy work. Thus, they feel intuitively told by their instincts regarding what might be wrong in their work environment or with their health.Their moods can be closely tied to their work or service to others. They feel most alive when they are useful and needed, often getting an emotional high from helping others or contributing to their community. They can be prone to stress and emotional burnout if they take on too many responsibilities or neglect their own needs.

They are practical in relationships, and they could show their love by acts of service or attention to details. They search for a partner who values them for their supportive role and commitment to the improvement of minor things in life.They need to pay attention to self-care and not overextend for others emotionally if they are to grow. They can learn to balance their need for order with emotional flexibility, which leads to a much healthier and more fulfilling life.

Moon in the 7th House

Moon in the 7th house amplifies emotional gratification from relationships and partnerships. Individuals with this placement are sensitive to the needs and feelings of their partners and mostly work towards maintaining peace and equilibrium in their relationships.They can be prone to mood swings depending on the status of their relationships, as their security is wrapped up in the people around them. They will naturally try to mediate and take care of others in a relationship. However, they might have a tendency to become emotionally dependent or to need validation from others.They are romantic and caring in love, appreciating emotional closeness and mutual understanding. They look for empathetic and supportive partners and often go out of their way to create a stable and nurturing environment for their loved ones.They need to learn emotional independence and not define themselves through others so that they may grow. This would, of course, allow them much healthier and more balanced relationships with clear identities.

Moon in the 8th House

Moon in the 8th House: The Moon in the 8th house depicts an intense emotional deepness and transformation. The natives are intensely emotional, and a life of repeated and significant emotional rebirths is the norm. Intuitive, with a flair for uncovering the hidden truths both about themselves and others.The themes of power, intimacy, and shared resources often color their emotions. They experience emotional upheavals or crises that are meant to push them toward growth and evolution. This placement also indicates a strong interest in psychology, mysticism, or the occult because they are naturally drawn to the mysteries of life.In relationships, they need an intense emotional depth and are often fiercely loyal and protective of those they love. Their depth regarding emotions can make them jealous or possessive at times.Growth requires the acceptance of this emotional intensity as a strength. It means being released from control and trusting the process of transformation - leading to personal empowerment and healing in very profound ways.

Moon in the 9th House

A placement of the Moon in the 9th house links emotions with exploration, philosophy, or higher learning. These people often find comfort in the expansion of their horizon, whether they do it via travel, learning, or spiritually.They seem to have that restless and adventurous spirit, thus seeking emotional satisfaction through new perspectives and experiences. Their moods can be guided by their philosophies, leading to emotional expansion through philosophical and spiritual insights.Lovers prize intellectual and emotional independence in their relationships. They connect with companions who also love adventure and learning, finding their best match in relationships that promote growth and exploration.Growth for them involves a balancing between emotional independence and deeper emotional connections. By embracing the search for knowledge yet keeping their feet on the ground, they can build a more complete and well-rounded life.

Moon in the 10th House

The Moon in the 10th house links emotions with career, public image, and achievement. They usually attain emotional satisfaction through their professional life and the recognition they get from other people.Ambitious and duty-bound, many are deeply obligated to their mission and their public roles. Much of their emotions are involved with the functioning of their purpose and serving positively in a role for society. In balancing work-life issues, there would seem to be difficulties because it's usually expected to put one's public life first over private matters.They seek a partner in relationships who would support their ambitions and would join them in working towards success. Loyal and committed, they invest much emotionally in building a safe and secure future. Growth for them is learning to balance professional aspirations with emotional needs. Opening up to vulnerability, nurturing close personal relationships will help them reach a more holistic sense of fulfillment.

Moon in the 11th House

Moon in the 11th house accentuates that emotional fulfillment will come from friendships, social groups, and collective goals. The person strongly identifies with some community and usually finds satisfaction in working for an ideal or cause.They innately can feel the group dynamics emotionally and may be very nurturing or supportive in their social circles. But their mood may be influenced by the state of their friendships or the progress of their goals.They seek mental and emotional compatibility in relationships, and mostly get a partner who shares a similar vision towards life. They are open towards the world and include all kinds of people in their lives, being very social.For growth, they need to be careful not to lose their identity within the collective efforts they put in. A better balance of personal emotions and social commitments can bring more emotional stability and satisfaction.

Moon in the 12th House

The Moon in the 12th House makes for a person who is deeply introspective, intuitive, and connected with the subconscious and spiritual links. They would, therefore, have feelings on a deep emotional level and perhaps a high quotient of empathy along with sensitivity regarding the energies around them.They like being alone, finding emotional solace in spiritual activities, meditation, or creativity. Still, they may be plagued by secret fears or unresolved emotions, as the 12th house can bring challenges about the unconscious mind.

They are emotionally compassionate and caring within relationships. Sometimes, these individuals base bonds more on an emotional and spiritual level than others. Yet they struggle to speak of their emotions aloud; rather, they will usually internalize and work out emotions alone.In terms of development, the inner world that one conceals or represses has to be confronted and assimilated by such people. Only through such acceptance can inner power help a person in attaining emotional recovery and spiritual success.

All Aspects Of Moon

1. Moon-Sun Aspects

Conjunction: This aspect creates a profound harmony between the ego (Sun) and emotions (Moon), leading to strong self-awareness and emotional integration. These individuals are naturally aligned with their inner needs and external expression, making them intuitive and authentic in their interactions. This alignment also makes them subject to being biased, as keeping emotions and logic apart gets tough for them. Stressed mood swings are something they don't do pretty well, yet they have exceptional return abilities through self-analysis

Sextile: It surely forms a strong interdependence between personal identity and the emotional well-being of every individual. Accordingly, they are very talented people in creative and caretaker professions because the capacity to merge logic and instinct is so great. As a rule, this creates supportive relationships because people can show empathy towards others without losing a clear sense of self. Innately talented mediators bring warmth and balance to tense situations.

Square: Emotional and ego conflicts can build inner tension. These individuals often feel torn between their expression of emotions and societal or familial expectations. Emotional resilience is certainly tested under this aspect, but it also promises tremendous growth opportunities. Learning to balance personal needs with external pressures, they develop greater emotional strength. This aspect often drives ambition, as one works hard to overcome perceived shortcomings or insecurities.

Trine: This is a smooth connection between the Moon and Sun, bringing natural emotional balance and confidence. Consequently, individuals with this aspect tend to be charismatic, optimistic, and sensitive. They thus become magnets for positive experiences. Adaptation to circumstances is easy, and their emotional stability is an example for others to follow. Many creative talents also flower under this aspect because it promotes self-expression and harmony with others. Being intrinsically harmonious, this placement tends to make a person successful both personally and professionally.

Opposition: The emotional problems are connected with the sense of duality. There is often a felt pull between one's own needs and external roles, which can cause tension in relationships. These can indeed be very deepening influences toward self-awareness and emotional maturity. People learn to balance their inner and outer worlds, developing resilience and wisdom. Empathy can be highly enhanced with this placement, as they may understand the human emotions that most people experience. Personal growth may need to involve embracing vulnerability and finding balance.

2. Moon-Mercury Aspects

Conjunction: Moon-Mercury accentuates emotional intelligence and instinctive communication. They are very perceptive and can easily be writers, teachers, or counselors. But they might over-intellectualize emotions to the point of mental strain. Gives adaptability, quick thinking; they usually are good at solving problems. The emotional expression is direct, but they have to watch out that they do not intellectualize too much. When in balance, this is a bridge between heart and mind.

Sextile: This aspect helps one be articulate and clear with one's emotions, intellectually reaching out to others. People with this placement are always good conversationalists; they use words to heal or inspire. They thrive in social situations because of their warmth and adaptability. The aspect supports learning and creativity; thus, they are lifelong learners. They navigate life's challenges with emotional clarity and mental focus that help them build strong, meaningful connections.

Square: Under this aspect, many emotional and mental conflicts do happen. One will find it difficult to express and put into words what they have in their minds, often resulting in misconceptions. Overthinking emotions can create unwanted stress, while the tension prompts growth. They learn to strike a balance with feelings and reason, thus developing emotional endurance and mental clarity. This aspect often pushes individuals hard to develop better communication skills, thus fostering deep understanding of one's self and others.

Trine: This is the aspect of emotional and intellectual harmony. People with this placement in their birth chart are naturally empathetic and articulate, which easily draws them into careers that demand a high level of emotional intelligence. They learn fast and have a knack for understanding complicated emotional tangles. The trine stimulates creativity and flexibility, and they make great mediators. They can balance feelings with logic and usually succeed in personal and professional relationships. They naturally inspire trust and connection in others.

Opposition: Emotional needs may be pitted against those of the rationale, thus creating inner conflicts. These individuals often feel torn between following their heart and mind, leading to indecision. This tension calls for them to increase self-awareness and balance. Integrating their emotional and intellectual poles can help these people establish healthier relationships and navigate challenges with greater ease. In this respect, this aspect frequently develops much empathy because they will understand both the emotional and logical point of view. Growth for the individual often comes from harmony within this dynamic.

3. Moon-Venus Aspects

Conjunction: Emotional security and romantic satisfaction go hand in hand. They possess a natural flair for the nourishment of others and beauty around them. They are in touch with their emotions and may attract loving relationships with ease. On the downside, they may cling to close relationships for comfort and reassurance. They have a natural talent for creating peace and harmony around them and may find ideal careers as artists or caregivers.

Sextile: The aspect brings ease into emotional connecting and romantic relationships. Individuals with this aspect are caring and loving; they attract harmonious relationships with so much ease. Their creativity often finds an outlet in art or fashion. They intuitively know how to attend to the emotional needs of others, and that helps them form deep and meaningful relationships. This aspect also allows one to experience love and beauty on deeper levels, adding to emotional fulfillment and happiness.

Square: Emotional and romantic tensions can arise with this placement. Individuals may struggle to balance their emotional needs with their relationships, often feeling misunderstood or underappreciated. Issues of self-worth or fear of rejection may surface, requiring introspection and personal growth. However, these challenges foster resilience and teach the importance of setting healthy boundaries. This aspect often pushes individuals to explore what truly fulfills them emotionally and romantically.

Trine: The emotional and romantic energies blend well, creating a very loving and nurturing personality. The individual is naturally empathetic and easily creates supportive and harmonious environments. The relationships are very fulfilling, and mostly the people around them consider them emotional pillars.

Opposition: Emotional needs and relational dynamics may clash, leading to tension in partnerships. Individuals often feel torn between taking care of themselves and meeting others' expectations. This dynamic encourages growth through learning balance and compromise. While relationships may feel challenging, they also offer opportunities for self-discovery. Over time, individuals develop a deeper understanding of their emotional desires and how to harmonize them with their partners' needs.

4. Moon-Mars Aspects

Conjunction: This aspect is defined by passion and emotional intensity. Individuals are highly driven and usually respond with immediate, raw emotion. While this gives them incredible determination, it can also lead to impulsive decisions or emotional outbursts. They thrive in competitive or high-energy environments, funneling their passion constructively. Relationships benefit from their enthusiasm but may suffer from their fiery temperament. Learning patience and emotional control is key to harnessing this energy effectively.

Sextile: This is a good balance of emotional drive and action. The emotional drive to achieve goals inspires others and motivates them. Challenges are faced with assurance, and relationships are approached with energy and passion. They have the inner emotional strength to take risks and overcome obstacles with ease. A strong leadership potential and the ability to inspire others through their determination and emotional stamina are usually associated with this placement.

Square: There is a lot of emotional volatility and impulsive reaction under this aspect. One often feels torn between desires and emotional stability, and thus, inner tension arises. This can be a growth-promoting dynamic since it teaches one patience and self-awareness. The key to overcoming these problems and getting control of one's reactions is to find constructive outlets for one's emotional energies. This aspect may constantly challenge them to face and change their deeply ingrained emotional patterns.

Trine: This aspect is when emotional passion and confidence flow. People are assertive yet balanced, channeling their emotional drive into materialization. The enthusiast will often inspire others and make excellent leaders. This aspect will develop emotional stamina to face most situations with ease. They become dynamic and stimulating to be around because their emotional and physical energy is well-balanced, particularly in personal relationships and creative fields.

Opposition: There is tension between emotional needs and assertive wants. Individuals experiencing this may often feel torn between following impulse and maintaining emotional equilibrium. This dynamic promotes growth in learning to balance sensitivity with decisiveness. While relationships may feel challenging, they offer opportunities for developing greater emotional awareness. Through time, these individuals learn to channel their passion constructively, turning inner conflicts into strengths that propel personal and relational success.

5. Moon-Jupiter Aspects

Conjunction: Optimism, generosity, and emotional expansiveness mark this conjunction. Many people with this conjunction are extremely empathetic, having a strong desire to nurture and take care of others. They naturally radiate warmth that attracts positive relationships and opportunities. Their emotional generosity can lead them to overextend themselves or to expect too much from others. Learning healthy boundaries is the key to using their energies well. The conjunction also stirs a love for learning and spiritual growth and tends to create lifelong students.

Sextile: This placement brings about emotional growth and optimism as a matter of course. Many people with this placement are endowed with opportunities for success and emotional fulfillment. They radiate positivity and attract supportive relationships that help in mutual growth. Their nurturing nature inspires others, and they often excel in teaching, mentoring, or counseling roles. This aspect encourages them to embrace life's challenges with hope and resilience, helping them create a fulfilling and expansive emotional life.

Square: This aspect can have the problem of emotional overindulgence and exaggerated feelings. People often feel torn between their needs for growth and their emotional needs, creating tension. It can be a growing influence, though, as it will teach the value of restraint and self-control. The expansive nature is grounded to achieve more emotional stability and success. This position will challenge them to face their fears of limitation and embrace life with realistic optimism.

Trine: Emotions and optimism flow with great ease under this aspect. Individuals are naturally warm, generous, and inspiring to others, creating an attraction into their lives of many kinds of abundance. Their emotional intelligence and positive outlook make them wonderful nurturers and mentors. More often than not, they can find joy through creative or spiritual pursuits, using them to enrich the lives of their own and others'. This placement builds emotional toughness and a big sense of gratitude, helping them navigate life without much hassle.

Opposition: Emotional needs can be at odds with the urge to expand or explore. Consequently, these people may feel a sense of tug-of-war between their own personal needs and the higher aspirations that beset them. Nevertheless, this dynamic pushes them to find balance and become more aware of themselves. The emotional depth blended with the urge for growth will enable them to realize a greater harmony in relationships and other pursuits. This aspect brings out stamina and awareness of the inner and outer world.

6. Moon-Saturn Aspects

Conjunction: This is the aspect of emotional discipline and maturity. Carrying a sense of responsibility from an early age, this often weighs in their emotional development. They may seem reserved or cautious, but the inner strength is immense. They learn through challenges and setbacks, which foster resilience and wisdom. Relationships may feel restricted initially, but with time, they form deep and lasting bonds. Emotional growth comes from embracing vulnerability and balancing duty with self-care.

Sextile: The aspect helps an individual be emotionally stable and practical, building sound foundations in both personal and professional spheres. They are reliable, practical, and often excel in roles that demand patience and consistency. Their steady demeanor makes them excellent problem solvers, especially in emotionally charged situations. They attract opportunities to grow through meaningful relationships and structured environments. This placement supports long-term success by blending emotional resilience with practicality.

Square: This is an aspect that generally brings an emotional block and/or fear of vulnerability. There could be problems in expressing feelings, which lead to a person's isolation. Yet, these problems are the possibility of deep growth because they face their insecurities head-on and work through them. They often develop a strong work ethic and emotional endurance that helps them achieve stability over time. This placement teaches the value of persistence and self-compassion in navigating emotional challenges.

Trine: The emotional and practical stability with this placement is instinctive. People with this placement are responsible, self-disciplining, and emotionally stable, generally serving as an emotional anchor for others. They fare well within set structures, with personal and professional commitments to long-term goals. The whole calm and composed attitude toward life makes them command trust and respect in interpersonal relations. Success at leading tasks may also be achieved since this aspect supports one's emotional intelligence with great caution and foresight.

Opposition: The emotional needs conflict with responsibilities, which creates tension. A person usually feels torn between one's self and the demands of society or family. This conflict acts as a stimulus for growth through learning to integrate these opposing demands. The relationships may appear difficult but, at the same time offer great chances for profound emotional learning. Gradually, they learn to balance emotional depth with practical wisdom, finding harmony both within and without.

7. Moon-Uranus Aspects

Conjunction: Emotional unpredictability, a strong need for freedom. Individuals with such an aspect are super intuitive and inventive; their way is always somehow different from the ordinary. The mood of these people can be quite sudden or erratic, which may make them exciting but sometimes challenging to be with. They feel most alive in an ever-changing environment that gives them room for self-expression. This aspect stirs creativity and originality, yet it requires effort toward emotional continuity and grounding.

Sextile: The aspect brings emotional adaptability and a flair for innovation. Individuals thrive when they have to think fast and find their way out of a situation. Their openness to change enables them to go through life with ease. Relationships are dynamic and exciting, as one values freedom and mutual growth. This aspect often shows a high degree of intuition, enabling them to connect with others on deep and unusual levels. They inspire others with their originality and emotional resilience.

Square: Emotional turbulence and unpredictability may be the challenging factors of this aspect. They are often pulled between the need for stability and the need for independence, which creates inner tension. The challenges, in turn, make them grow as a person by learning to adapt to change constructively. They channel their emotional energy into creative or innovative pursuits, transforming chaos into strength. This aspect most often compels them to go in search of unconventional approaches toward emotional expression.

Trine: With this aspect, emotional independence and innovation seem to flow without effort. Generally, very intuitive, they inspire others through their originality and adaptability. They move through change with ease into their place within dynamic relationships that give them their space. The emotional intelligence and creative thinking make them natural problem solvers and visionaries. This placement can create a strong linkage to one's identity and help in building a purposeful and satisfying life.

Opposition: The emotional needs and a need for independence can come into conflict, and create tension. Such people find it hard to balance their stability and independence. The relationships seem difficult yet hold much scope for deep emotional fulfillment. Integrating their security needs with an innovative spirit makes them resilient and adaptable. This aspect stimulates the person to embrace change yet stay grounded; in this process, over time, they mature emotionally and grow more aware of themselves.

8. Moon-Neptune Aspects

Conjunction: This aspect is characterized by profound empathy, imagination, and intuition. Individuals are ultra-sensitive to the feelings of others and very much attuned to the collective unconscious. They will gravitate toward artistic and spiritual interests where creativity and compassion can be brought into play. They'll need to resist the urge to flee from or place unrealistic ideals on their relationships. It is through this process that emotional growth will come: grounding their dreams in reality and setting healthy boundaries, so their sensitivity becomes a strength, not a burden.

Sextile: This aspect can cultivate emotional depth and profound connection to the spiritual or artistic. They are compassionate, imaginative, and find their fulfillment in helping others. Their intuition is highly developed, guiding them in relationships and creative endeavoring. They naturally draw to themselves opportunities to express their emotions in deep and meaningful ways. It's a placement that supports emotional healing and growth through self-reflection and a connection to higher ideals.

Square: This can be an emotionally confusing or unrealistic aspect. People have to make very real choices often between idealistic yearnings and practical circumstance, which then causes them to become disillusioned. However, this sort of tension allows for personal growth, as it teaches one to weigh dreams against practicality. They develop emotional resilience through facing their fears and putting a ground on their vision. This placement inspires creativity, makes one explore one's self and compassion without losing one's sense of self.

Trine: This aspect brings emotional sensitivity and spiritual depth. People with this aspect are naturally compassionate, imaginative, and inspire others through their creativity and empathy. Many of them derive joy from creative or healing work as a mode of expression and connection. Their intuition is highly developed, helping them navigate relationships and challenges with grace. This placement brings about a deep sense of peace and satisfaction, for one is in line with their higher emotional and spiritual purpose.

Opposition: Emotionally idealistic, these are the people who will fight reality when idealistic; they often get caught between a dream and real life, where self-doubting is sure to take center stage. All the same, this sets in the spirit of development through the synthesis of intuition with grounded life processes. In these cases, the opportunities of relationships involve discoveries of self and emotional healing. After some time, they come out even and can balance sensitivity with practicality.

9. Moon-Pluto Aspects

Conjunction: This aspect defines intense emotions and profound transformation. There is an intrinsic emotional rapport that usually results in the transmutation of challenging situations, resilience, intuitiveness, and strong inner direction within life's complications. But they need to avoid becoming possessive or obsessive in a relationship. The placement brings them to emotional empowerment to regain their lost potential and heal old wounds. Very often, such a journey may influence others to take up the journey of transformation themselves.

Sextile: With this aspect, emotional depth and resilience are innate. The individuals are drawn to the trans-formative experiences that help them grow and heal. Gracefulness around challenges makes them a strength for others. They usually perform well in any role that involves empathy and emotional intelligence, like counseling or mentoring. This aspect furthers deep and profound connectivity, helping them create a fulfilling emotional life.

Square: This is a very emotionally turbulent aspect that usually brings power struggles and intense challenges. Fears of vulnerability or loss may be the enforcing factors for changing the inner patterns. These challenges will bring great personal growth and emotional resilience. The ability to empower themselves and create deep healing will be unleashed when they learn to accept their dark side and come into self-awareness. It calls for channeling intensity into constructive and transformative pursuits.

Trine: Under this aspect, emotional strength and depth flow with ease. Naturally resilient, intuitive, and transformative, these individuals inspire others through their way of dealing with life's complications. They thrive in deep and meaningful relationships, offering emotional support and understanding to those around them. This placement really furthers personal growth, helping them align with their inner power and higher purpose. Their emotional intelligence often leads to success in leadership or healing roles.

Opposition: Emotional intensity and external obstacles dynamically charge this aspect. A person may feel torn between wanting to be in control and wanting to connect on an emotional level. This dynamic promotes growth as one learns to find balance between these opposites. The relationships provide a venue for deep changes and self-realization. With time, they learn emotional resilience and profound insight into their own power that will enable them to create truly valuable and meaningful connections.

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