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missyonmission · 3 months ago

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NSFW - no minors - smut with plot - Part 2

Plot: Your older brother's best friend was a pain in the ass, always seeking the opportunity to mock and tease you. You hated his guts or at least you were pretty sure you did. How can one person be so annoying and simultaneously so utterly attractive? It wasn't fair...

Currently he was sprawled out on the couch at your family's house, ready to spend the night and hang out with your older brother. Now what could go wrong if your brother left the two of you alone to get some last minute beer and snacks?

Warnings: brothers best friend Gojo - virgin reader - thigh riding - getting interrupted - oral (m) - talk about feelings and crying - talk about protection - unprotected sex - cowgirl - missionary - implied multiple rounds - aftercare - awkward morning after with Suguru

Word count: 5.931

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Satoru cursed under his breath when he heard the sound of keys at the front door, mentally strangling his friend for having the worst timing. "Damn it, he's early." He muttered, hastily zipping up his pants and adjusting his shirt to cover his still present bulge, trying to hide the evidence of what you two had been doing.

He grabs you by your hips and lifts you off his lap, setting you down beside him on the couch and casually throwing an arm across the backrest. "Relax, sweetcheeks. Just act natural, okay?”

You too, straighten out as much as possible, throwing a blanket over to him to help him cover his obvious problem right before Suguru walks through the door.

Suguru looks at the both of you suspiciously, before letting out a huff. "You haven't killed each other yet? I'm impressed.", was all he said before placing the shopping bags full of snacks on the coffee table.

Satoru chuckled at his friend's remark and gave a crooked smile. "You doubted me, really? I'm a well-behaved houseguest, remember?" On the outside he tried to act nonchalant but his mind was still on you and the unfinished business between you two. He threw a sidelong glance at you, subtly admiring your appearance and trying to fight the urge to pull you back onto his lap.

“Yeah, of course you are, Satoru.” You say sarcastically with a roll of your eyes. You were impressed with yourself at how stable your voice sounded, not giving away any evidence of the arousal still dripping down your legs. Satoru just chuckled at your sarcastic remark and returned the eye roll with a smirk. He made a mental note to tease you later about how well you were masking your desires.

You turn your attention back to your brother while looking through the grocery bags. “Did you bring my favorite? I swear to God Suguru if you forgot my strawberry lollipops again, I will…” Meanwhile Satoru watched as you started going through the grocery bags, his eyes discreetly traveling down to your legs and noticing the way you squirmed ever so slightly.

“Is it true the weirdo will stay here for the night?” You try to silently communicate with Satoru, hoping he would catch onto your subtle invite to continue where the two of you left off. He nodded subtly in your direction, immediately understanding your hidden message.

He turned back to your brother as well. "Yeah, I'll be crashing here tonight. Got a problem with that, Suguru?” Suguru just raised an eyebrow at our behavior before dismissively waving his hand and walking over to the kitchen aisle to fetch some glasses for the drinks. “When did I ever have a problem with that? And even if, you wouldn't listen anyway…”

You huff out in fake annoyance, still trying not to make your brother suspicious about your behavior. “Whatever. Just make sure to stay away from me as far as possible, Satoru.” He had to fight the urge to roll his eyes at your statement, but instead, he smirked in amusement. He had to admit, you were doing a remarkably good job at acting nonchalant.

It was kind of fun. Sneaking around all secretly with him and you decided to tease him just a bit more when you found the bags of your favorite treat. You had to see how far you could take it before the mighty Gojo Satoru would lose his mind. So you take a strawberry lollipop out of the bag, opening it up and plopping it into your mouth. Sucking and licking the sweet candy while holding eye contact with him the whole time and smiling innocently. “Hhm~ Perfect. Such a sweet tasty treat. My favorite. Thanks, Suguru.”

Satoru's smirk faltered slightly when you started sucking and licking that lollipop, the innocent look on your face driving him wild. Gripping the corner of the couch, trying to maintain his composure and feeling a pang of jealousy towards that piece of candy, wishing it was him that you were sucking and licking so eagerly. "Yeah yeah, we all know how much you love candy.”

“Says the one with a sweet tooth himself.” You say teasingly, leaning closer to him, your faces only centimeters apart and you're sure he can smell the sweet breath of strawberry candy from your mouth.

You stand up from the couch, swinging your hips ever so slightly. “I’m going to take a shower. See ya!” You stop at the staircase, looking back over your shoulder and making sure Suguru isn't watching before throwing a wink at him.

He just watched you intently as you stood up and walked towards the staircase, his eyes following your every move. He couldn't help but notice the extra sway in your hips and the way you glanced back at him with that seductive wink. His heart rate picked up and his mind started racing with thoughts of what he wanted to do to you in that shower.

He waited for you to disappear upstairs before throwing a casual "later" in Suguru's direction. Then he stood up and casually walked toward the staircase as well, his mind clearly elsewhere.

Suguru could only roll his eyes. He pinched the bridge of his nose before muttering a few curses under his breath. He couldn't believe the two of us were this obvious, he thought he taught Satoru better than that. Flopping himself down onto the couch, he unpacked the beer, wanting to drown out the noises he would definitely be hearing in a few minutes.

In the meantime you stood in front of your wardrobe trying to pick out a sexy but subtle outfit for you. You needed something that would leave Satoru mouth watering but not extreme enough to make your brother snap at you. Standing in front of your closet and contemplating, you almost didn't notice the bedroom door swinging open. But when you did, a smirk found its way onto your face and you let out a chuckle. “And a few moments ago you teased me for being eager. Now look at you, Mister Gojo Satoru.”

When you turned around to look at him, your smile slightly faltered. Just maybe you took it a little bit too far. He was chuckling to himself at your comment, closing the door behind him, locking it in place before stalking over to you. “Satoru, I didn't- What are you-” You couldn't even finish your sentence before he practically pounced onto you, his lips on yours in an instant. The kiss hungry and asking for more.

He groaned as he savored the taste of your lips, his hands gripping at your waist to pull you flush against him. He nibbled at your lower lip, tongue darting out to taste the sweetness from that damn lollipop. You throw your arms around his neck, your mouth parting obediently when his tongue demands entrance against your lips. You couldn't help yourself, you were so needy for his attention.

“Satoru~” You mumble out between hot kisses. “Bed. Now, please.” You whine into his mouth, desperately wanting to take this further, to continue where the two of you have left off.

He chuckled huskily against your mouth, loving the way you whined and begged for him. It was music to his ears. He picked you up, his hands firm on your thighs as he carried you over to the bed and laid you down gently onto the sheets. Looking down at you, he took in your flushed cheeks and parted lips. His hands roaming across your body, under your shirt and up to your chest. "You want me that bad, huh, sweetcheeks? So needy…”

“You're teasing again.” You whine out impatiently with your lips in a cute little pout and your hands are tucking at his shirt already, wanting it out of the way.

He only chuckled at your pouty expression, finding it irresistibly cute, leaning down and nipping at your bottom lip, he whispered huskily into your ear. "Impatient little thing, aren't you?" He straightened up and pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing his toned chest and muscular arms. "Can't keep your hands off me, huh? Well, go ahead sweetcheeks. Touch all you want.”

You would have made a snarky comment about his cocky attitude but you were completely in trance the moment his shirt was carelessly discarded onto the floor. Your eyes fixated on his bare skin, the way his muscular abs rippled with every move and the way his toned chest rose and fell with every breath. Your hands landing on the skin just above his pants and traveling up in featherlight touches, resting right against the skin where his heart was beating loudly in his chest. Looking up directly into his beautiful blue orbs and realizing he was already staring back at you. Not being able to hold back the feelings currently stirring inside of you, tears were welling up in your eyes just at the way he looked so beautiful right now.

You couldn't really describe the feeling or why you were so overwhelmed by it but in this moment you felt so safe and secure with him, like you were his, like this was how it was supposed to be. Like you were born to be with him.

He just watched silently as your eyes traveled down his shirtless torso, your touch sending shivers through his body. He could see the admiration and desire in your gaze, and it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. When your eyes meet his, he is struck by the mixture of emotions in your own. The tears beginning to form in your eyes stirred something deep inside him. He reached forward and gently brushed a stray lock of hair away from your face. "Hey, don't cry, sweetcheeks." He whispered softly, his voice filled with tenderness. "Are you okay?”

“I-I'm sorry.” You sniffle, trying to compose yourself and not make a fool out of you. “I don't know what came over me…” You start to gently push him off of you, sitting up slightly and tucking your knees under your chin. He frowned when you tried to push him away, feeling a pang of sadness at the thought of losing the intimate moment you had been sharing.

You weren't looking at him but at the space in between the two of you, calling out his name softly. “Satoru? Can I ask you a question? And please take me seriously here…” You didn't wanted to ruin the mood and you knew he didn't like getting all emotional, talking about feelings and such but you needed to talk about this before moving any further.

He could see the vulnerability in your eyes and knew that this wasn't something he could just brush off with a dismissive joke. "Of course, you can ask me anything. What's on your mind, sweetcheeks?”

“I'm yours, right? After this night, I mean? After we do…this?” You knew Satoru was a ladies man. Always fooling around and having every woman swoon over him. Up until now you have never seen him being in a serious relationship or even twice with the same girl but tonight was about your virginity and the fact that you were willing to give it up to him. “I am yours and you are mine after this, right?” You meet his eyes again, your voice shaky and lips trembling slightly as tears start to well up again. Trying to wipe them away with the back of your hand and getting frustrated at the fact you were so vulnerable in front of him. You needed him, more than you thought you ever would and you didn't know what to do if he broke your heart in two after tonight.

He could see the vulnerability and fear in your teary eyes, and it tugged at his heartstrings. He had never seen you like this before, so raw and open, but he couldn't deny that it was endearing. He gently reached out and took your trembling hand in his, holding it firmly. "Yes. After tonight, I'm yours. And you're mine." He pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you in a protective embrace. "You don't have to worry about anything, sweetcheeks. I'm not going anywhere. I'm all yours."

Sitting in his lap made you relax a bit, the sincerity of his words calming you down immensely. Your arms around his shoulders were holding him close to you and your face was buried in his neck, inhaling his scent. He just holds you close, his hands still soothingly rubbing your back as he lets you soak in the comfort of his embrace. He could feel your body trembling slightly as you nestled into his neck, and he gently pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

The whole situation reminded you of the purpose you two had landed in your bed in the first place and also makes you extremely aware about the wetness in your panties and the bulge in his pants beneath you.

The vulnerability of the confession is still lingering in the air. Love and adoration was added to the carnal desire and need for one another. “Then, then claim me.” You let out in a shaky breath, followed by your hips grinding down into his lap, just like he had shown you before. Your arms reaching up and taking off your own shirt.

When you spoke those words a low growl rumbled in his throat, his arms tightening around you. His eyes roamed over your naked torso, taking in every inch of exposed skin with hunger. "Mine" He breathed, his voice raspy with desire.

“Only yours." You echo back at him in a whisper. Your hands finding purchase on his belt buckle, opening up his pants and looking at him with a mixture of love and lust. You move off his lap and immediately notice the confusion in his eyes, making you giggle before taking off your skirt, leaving you standing in front of him in nothing but your panties.

Sitting down on your knees in front of him, looking up with big, innocent eyes. He watched you intently as you sat at his feet, his breath catching at the sight of your bare body. You looked so beautiful, so eager to please him, and he couldn't help but be captivated by you. “I need you to guide me through this, Satoru. Need you to teach me what makes you feel good, please. How to do this right…”

He reached out and gently caressed your cheek, his thumb brushing over your lower lip. "Of course, sweetcheeks. I'll guide you through everything." He shifted forward on the bed, his legs bracketing you as he looked down at you with a smile. "Come here.”

You lean your face closer into his lap. Your trembling hands tenderly reach out to take him out of his underwear. Your eyes widening slightly at his size and you had to gulp down some air, suddenly feeling very intimidated. But you need him to be proud of you and bite back your concern, willing to learn and trusting him to help you through this. With a last look into his eyes for reassurance, your tongue darts out to lick his tip gently.

The feeling of your tongue on him sent a jolt of pleasure through his body and he let out a strangled groan. He watched with a mixture of awe and need as you gently touched him, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. Resisting the urge to buck his hips forward and wanting to give you time to explore and get used to the feeling. "That's it, sweetcheeks. You're doing so good for me.”

When you taste him on your tongue for the first time, you couldn't help the moan that escaped your throat and when he groaned out at the pleasure, you feel a sense of pride. You're gaining more and more confidence and decide to take him further into you. The unfamiliar feeling makes your eyes sting with tears. You liked this. Liked his taste, his sounds, the way you could make him feel good and you kind of wish he wouldn't hold himself back anymore.

He could see the tears welling up in your eyes, and part of him wanted to stop you, to make sure you weren't pushing yourself too far. But the sight of you, so eager and willing to please him, was too much to resist. His fingers find their way into your hair, gently guiding your motions. "Relax your throat, sweetcheeks. Breathe through your nose." He said huskily, his voice filled with both desire and concern.

You hum around him, trying to follow his advice instantly. You didn't know that the vibrations would have such a strong affect on him and you feel his body shiver from pleasure above you. He lets out a guttural moan. "God, you're so good at this." He said, his fingers tightening slightly in your hair. He could feel himself getting close already after all the pent up desire from earlier, the pleasure building up quickly and he fought to control himself. He didn't want to finish too quickly and make a fool out of himself. "Sweetcheeks, you need to slow down.”

You looked up at him through teary eyes, slowing down your movement, your tongue still swirling around him, not willing to let go of his taste and the heavy feeling of him against your tongue. Your face showed confusion, wondering if you did something wrong or if you interpreted this all wrong and he didn't like what you were doing.

He groaned as you slowed down, his grip in your hair relaxing. "No, no, you're doing so good, sweetcheeks." He reassured you, his gaze on you filled with need and admiration. He knew he couldn't let himself go just yet, he wanted to make sure this was enjoyable for you too. But it was becoming harder and harder to hold back and so he took the safe route. "Pull off, sweetcheeks. Come here.”

You pull off of him with a lewd plopping sound, your lips pouting slightly and he couldn't help but chuckle, finding you irresistibly cute. He reached out and gently cupped your face in his hands, his thumb tracing over your bottom lip which was still glistening with saliva. "Don't worry, sweetcheeks. I'll take care of you. Just trust me." He said, his voice low and soothing.

He pulled you up and closer, making you straddle his lap in front of him, with one leg on either side of his hips. "Lean forward and hold onto my shoulders.”

When you follow his instructions and lean forward, you unknowingly hold your bare chest right in front of his face. He felt his breath hitch at the sight of you so close to his face. Your skin was so smooth and beautiful, untouched and innocent. Just like you. As if you were a work of art made just for him. Your tiny hands clutch onto his broad shoulders for stability and you eagerly wait for his next instructions.

“I trust you, Satoru.” Your words are softly spoken and full of love, locking eyes with his and blinking up at him. His hands find your hips, gently guiding you to straddle him more tightly. He could feel your weight on him, your body pressed flush against his. "Now, slowly lower yourself down onto me. Take your time." He whispered in your ear, his voice low and gentle.

But you don't follow, instead your brows furrow in a moment of uncertainty. “Condom…” You whisper out. “Don't we need a condom?” Satoru froze for a moment, realizing the important aspect he had unintentionally overlooked. He cursed himself inwardly for becoming so lost in the moment. He looked at you, his expression serious as he nodded. "You're right. I'm sorry, sweetcheeks. Sometimes I forget myself. I'll find one, just give me a moment."

When he made a move to stand up, intending to look around for a condom, you quickly grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks. “Wait! I-I think it's alright. I mean if we don't use one... I-I want to feel you. Like, all of you but I wasn't sure. I just wanted to ask in case you-” You ramble on in embarrassment, not finishing your last sentence and letting out a frustrated huff of air at your own nervousness in the moment. Looking into his eyes, hoping that he will understand what you want to say and that you are okay with not using protection for tonight.

He listens to your rushed words, his expression softening at your shyness and nervousness. The fact that you wanted to feel him, all of him, without any barriers between you, set his heart racing and his desire for you only grew stronger. He cupped your face in his hand, gently rubbing his thumb over your cheek. His eyes lock onto yours, his gaze filled with need but also tenderness. "Are you sure, sweetcheeks? You're not just saying that because you think that's what I want, right?”

“What? No! No, of course not. I'm actually on the pill so it's alright. I just wanted to make sure, because this is my first time and I don't know... I heard it can be… messy?” You were so embarrassed but couldn't stop yourself from rambling on further, probably making a real fool out of you. “But guys do like it raw, right? My friends say that guys prefer to do it without protection…?” You get more and more quiet at the end of your sentence, too embarrassed to actually speak such things out loud. “You would like it, right?”

He couldn't hold back a smirk at your rambling. You looked so cute when you were nervous and embarrassed, it only made him want to ruin you even more. He chuckled softly, gently stopping you from continuing with a soothing touch to your face. "Sweetcheeks, please breathe." He teased gently, but his eyes were filled with desire and love. "Yes, I do like it raw. I love the feeling of your body, of being as close to you as possible. And as for the mess, don't worry. I'll take care of it after.”

“Then, I don't want you to use it. Want to feel you raw.” Your eyes blink up at him, the desperate desire clearly evident. You were still seated in his lap, your hand finding purchase on his chest before sliding down to his abdomen, taking his length cautiously into your hand and pumping him slowly for a few times. “Can we continue please?”

He lets out a deep breath when you touch him, his eyes closing briefly at the sensation of your gentle hand wrapping around him. When you asked to continue, his eyes opened again, locking onto yours with unwavering intensity. He placed one hand on your hip, his grip firm and possessive. His other hand wrapped around your wrist, guiding your movements as you touched him. "Yes, we can continue. I'm all yours, sweetcheeks.”

Hearing the words falling from his lips, you take one last deep breath and decide to be brave. Taking the initiative, your lips find his own in a messy kiss. One of your hands still wrapped around him, the other coming to the back of his neck, softly grazing the strands of white hair.

You adjust your position on his lap, hovering above his length for a moment before slowly sinking down onto him. You break the kiss immediately when you feel him stretch past your tight entrance, your face scrunching up in pain and your mouth dropping open in a silent moan. The feeling was unfamiliar.

His eyes open as soon as you retreat from the intensity of the kiss, watching your face intently, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your hip as he feels your body stretch around him. He saw the pain etched onto your features, his expression softening with concern although he couldn't hide the pleasure he was feeling. "Shhh, relax, sweetcheeks. Take all the time you need. The pain will pass soon. Just breathe.”

“'s big Satoru~ Hurts…” You let out a whimper, your eyes brimming with tears when your body tried to accommodate him and to the new feeling. You really try to relax, breathe in and out, finding comfort in his touch. Still, you were barely halfway inside. All the while his concerned eyes watch your every move. He could feel the struggle you were going through, and he wanted to ease your pain in any way possible. His grip on your hip tightened slightly as he felt you clenching around him.

"I know, sweetcheeks. I know it hurts, but you're doing so well. Just focus on your breathing." He ran his hand up and down your back, trying to soothe you as he felt your body resist his intrusion. "Try to relax for me, sweetcheeks. You're taking me so well.” His words encourage you immensely and you start to relax. You bury your face in his neck, inhaling his scent and unintentionally clench around him.

When the pain lessens, you sink down all the way letting out a breath you didn't even knew you were holding and after a few more seconds your hips instinctively begin drawing light circles for friction, the pain now completely gone and replaced with the need for more.

He could feel your body adjusting to him, his breath hitching as he felt your walls spasm and clench around him. Your face buried in his neck sends shivers down his spine, and he could feel your breath on his skin. When you sink down fully, a low groan escapes him, his eyes closing at the feeling of you wrapped so tightly around him. When you begin moving your hips in those small, teasing circles, his grip on your waist tightens reflexively. "God, sweetcheeks. You feel so good.”

You kiss alongside his jaw up to his lips. His groans are muffled as soon as your lips meet his in a deep, slow and passionate kiss. “Feels so good Satoru~.” The movement of your hips getting a little bolder. “Need you to take control. Don't know what to do next. Want you to make me feel good.” You mumble between kisses.

He savors the feeling of your body against his, your sweet scent filling his senses and driving him wild with desire. He breaks the kiss, his eyes locking onto yours, his gaze dark and filled with lust. "Gladly, sweetcheeks. Lay back for me." He gently pushes you back onto the bed, following you down and settling himself between your legs.

When he's laying you down onto the bed and hovering above you, you can't help the look of admiration and love that fills your eyes, your hand instinctively reaching out to gently caress his face. You open your legs up wider to make it easier for him to move in between. You never knew you would ever think this way, seeing how annoying you usually thought Gojo Satoru was, but you trust him completely to take control and make you feel good.

He leans into your touch, his eyes closing at the feeling of your fingertips against his skin. When you open yourself up for him, his breath hitches and his eyes roam over your body, taking in every inch of your skin and committing it to memory. "You're so beautiful, sweetcheeks." He whispers, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on your hip. "I'm going to make you feel so good, I promise." And with that, he's filling you up again, the stretch eliciting a moan from your lips and begins to move, his hips slowly rocking against yours.

Your hands fly up to your mouth trying to cover up the sounds, not wanting to alert your brother. If Suguru found you, his sister and his best friend in this compromising position, you two would be in huge trouble. “Fuck…” You whisper out, back arching and eyes rolling into the back of your head because of the pleasure.

Satoru can't help but chuckle softly at your attempt to quiet yourself, your efforts to hide your moans only spur him on to make you louder, to make you forget about the world outside. He leans down, his body covering yours completely, pinning you to the bed as he continues to move inside of you. His lips find their way to your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin there, leaving behind a trail of love bites. "Don't hold back, sweetcheeks. Let me hear you moan for me.”

You want to glare at him for being so irresponsible, for not caring if your brother found out or not but with how good he was making you feel, it was basically impossible. The words are dying on your tongue when another moan leaves your mouth. Your body is clenching around him hard, as if to not let go of him.

He groans at the sensation, of your body clenching around him, the feeling so good it nearly makes him lose his grip on control, that was already wearing thin. He bites down on your neck, not hard enough to mark you, but hard enough to make you gasp loudly. "God, sweetcheeks, you gotta relax a bit. Otherwise I won't be able to hold back for long."

He lifts his head from your neck, his eyes studying your face. Your expression was a mix of pleasure and desperation, and damn if it wasn't the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. “'s so deep. Please don't stop.” You were letting out the most needy and desperate sounds. Spurring him on and making him pick up his pace, the movement becomes harder and more purposeful as the two of you lose yourself in the pleasure.

He listens to your pleas, his heart racing and his breath coming in ragged gasps at the sound of your voice. The way you're reacting to him, the way you're begging for more and more is driving him insane. "Such a needy little thing." He murmurs in your ear. "So desperate for me, aren't you sweetcheeks? Wanting me to keep going, make you feel good?”

He leans back onto his heels, lifting your hips up a bit to change the angle as his pace quickens, losing himself in the moment. You try to tell him how good he's making you feel but your brain feels mushy from the pleasure and all that's coming out of your mouth are incoherent sentences and moans of his name.

Your moans and the way you're whimpering his name is driving him wild. He can barely think straight, the only thing on his mind is bringing you as much pleasure as possible. He leans down, his face buried in the crook of your neck, his pants and grunts filling your ear. "You're taking me so well, sweetcheeks. So good for me." He whispers, his voice rough and strained.

"Can you do something for me, sweetcheeks?”

“Everything. 'd do anything for you.” The words tumble out of your mouth and your head shakes yes in a frantic measure, hands grasping desperately at the sheets above your head. In this state of mind you would have done everything for him, without question, as long as he continued to make you feel this way.

He feels a thrill go through him at the sight of you completely lost in pleasure and desire, your words making his heart swell with possessive pride. He slows down his movements, grinding into you slowly and purposefully. His lips find their way to your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Reach down between us and touch yourself for me." He whispers, his voice raspy and demanding. He's leaning up again and lets his eyes rake over your body and admires every little detail about you. The way your chest moves with each thrust, the way your soft tummy shows just the slightest outline of his length moving inside of you and all the way down to where your puffy lips stretch so beautifully around him.

You travel one of your hands down his abdomen until it reaches the point where the two of you are connected. Your fingers rubbing slow circles on your sensitive clit, the pleasure increasing and you can feel yourself close to the edge.

All the while Satoru watches you intently as you move your hand down, his breath getting ragged as he feels you clenching around him as soon as you're touching yourself. Seeing you pleasure yourself like that pushes him closer to the edge, his self-control thinning. He lets out a low, guttural groan, his eyes dark and clouded with desire. "God, sweetcheeks. You look so beautiful like this.” His hips jerk forward involuntarily, causing him to accidentally hit that sensitive spot inside of you.

You let out a gasp when he hit that special spot inside, reaching your peak in overwhelming pleasure. Throwing your thighs instinctively around his hips, to pull him impossibly closer. Not wanting him to pull out for even a split second, desperately trying to hold onto the feeling of being completely and utterly full.

He groans loudly as your thighs clamp down around him, bringing his hips flush against yours as you shudder and spasm around him. He can barely hold himself together, the feeling of you clenching around him so tightly nearly overwhelming. He's pressing his forehead against yours, his breath coming in harsh gasps as he fights against the need to come undone. "Sweetcheeks… Sweetcheeks, I need to pull out." He says between ragged breaths, his voice strained with the effort to hold himself back.

“Hmm~ no. Don't want you to. Inside, please. Need to feel you inside.” Your eyes are tearing up, both from the pleasure and the thought of his body leaving yours. Your lips are trembling and your voice breaks slightly when you whine out for him, hands clutching his shoulders tightly.

He swallows hard at the sound of your breathless plea, his body shaking with the need to give in to your request. The thought of pulling out, of denying you what you want, is almost physically painful. His whole body is strained and on the edge of snapping. "Sweetcheeks, I don't know if I can-" Cutting himself off as the words get stuck in his throat. He groans, his eyes closing as he struggles against the overwhelming desire to give in to your plea.

“Satoru~” You call out his name in a whisper, one of your hands finding his jaw, to make him look into your eyes. “I'm sure. Just let go for me, please.” If your mind wouldn't have been so clouded from pleasure, you would have been impressed with how steady your voice comes out. The emotions in your eyes give him the last reassurance that he needed. That you want him.

He looks into your eyes, and he sees everything he needs to see. The trust, the desire, the love that shines in your eyes is enough to break what little restraint he has left. He can no longer deny you, no longer deny himself the pleasure of being so intimately connected with you. He lets out a shaky breath, his hands grasping your hips tightly. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, his voice rough as he whispers against your skin.

"God, I love you.”

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archangeldyke-all · 9 months ago

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Elevator sexxxx with Sevi

eheheheheeheheh i'm gonna do ceo sevika again because i miss her

men and minors dni

it's been a horrible monday.

you spilled coffee all over yourself this morning, ruining your shirt and making you sticky and uncomfortable for the rest of the day. you changed into one of sevika's extra button ups, but the shoulders are much too broad to properly fit you and the sleeves are hanging half a foot past your wrists.

you twisted your ankle on a wet patch in the bathroom thirty minutes later.

and now it's barely lunch, and you can feel a headache starting at the bottom of your skull.

"where do you want to go for lunch babe?" sevika asks as you push into her office. you huff, collapsing onto the couch.

"i'm just gonna nap. bring me your leftovers, i'll eat them in the meeting later." you say. sevika pouts at you.

"bad day?" she asks. you nod at her. she hums, rising from her chair and approaching you. "c'mon babe, lets get out of here. i'll make you feel better." she promises. you huff.

"take me somewhere we can order a bottle of wine?" you ask. she laughs.

"sure." she says, shrugging. you smile, and reach up to grab sevika's hand, letting her tug you off the couch.

she walks you out of her office and down the hall with an arm wrapped around your waist, her hand gently drawing circles in the small of your back.

as you wait for the elevator, sevika begins pressing kisses to your head, her hand trailing up your spine to start massaging the base of your neck.

you sigh and melt against her, closing your eyes.

on the drive to the resturant, sevika shoves two painkillers

and a bottle of water into your hand.

it's quiet as you order and snack on bread. it's quiet when your food gets delivered. but as the medicine begins to kick in and the first glass of wine you had starts to settle in, you start chatting with sevika.

sevika's smiling sweetly at you, pouring you another glass of wine as she carefully sips her own, and you've never been more thankful that you're dating your boss and can take a two hour lunch if you want.

you end up finishing the bottle with sevika's help, and she has to chauffeur you out of the restaurant, tucking her jacket over your shoulders and kissing your cheek as she walks you to the car.

"you're adorable." she says, laughing as she helps you into the passenger side of her car. you kiss her cheek as she buckles you in, and giggle at the way she blushes.

"you're adorable." you say.

on the ride back, sevika keeps her free hand intertwined with yours the whole way, rubbing circles in your skin with her thumb.

at each red light, she leans over the console and presses a kiss to your cheek.

you're tipsy and relaxed and slowly melting into the passenger's seat, so when sevika parks the car and you realize you're back at work, you groan.

sevika giggles.

"c'mon. just one more meeting and we'll get to go home." she says as she exits the car. you huff, waiting for her to run around the car to open your door for you and guide you out.

"y' can't jus' get a girl drunk then make her work, sev." you complain, melting into your girlfriends arms as she closes the car door. she chuckles and kisses your head.

"you're not drunk." she says, walking you into the building. you huff against her.

"says who?"

"says me, babe. i've seen you drunk before-- it's not this." she laughs. you chuckle in her arms.

sevika presses the button for the elevator and you check your watch. you've got twenty minutes to kill before the next meeting. you bite your lip. "why can't i be drunk?" you ask. sevika raises an eyebrow at you. "you need me sober for something?" you ask, smirking at her. she snorts.

"you wish." she says. the elevator arrives, dinging as the doors slide open. sevika escorts you inside, pressing the button to your floor. you both watch the doors closed.

"...are there cameras in here?" you whisper. sevika bites her lip to keep from smiling.

"i always forget that red wine makes you all needy." she teases. the elevator starts to rise and you pout.

"so is that a no to the elevator sex?" you ask. sevika looks over at you, her eyes calculating as she studies you. you blink your eyelashes innocently at her.

she groans and rolls her eyes, then reaches out and pulls the emergency stop button. the elevator groans to a halt and you giggle.

"c'mere." sevika says, pulling you toward her. you stumble, catching yourself on her chest, and she wastes no time to duck down and begin pressing kisses against your neck. she's half hard in her trousers, gently grinding small circles against your hip, and her hands start wandering, one creeping up her shirt on your frame to fondle your tits, the other palming your ass. you hum against her.

"s-sev, are there cameras in here?" you ask as she shoves you against the wall. she chuckles.

"no."

"oh good." you sigh, grinding against her thigh as she shoves it between your legs. you moan. "w-we gotta be quick-- we only got twenty minutes." you say. sevika bites your neck and you tug her hair. "no marks, we gotta go to a meeting!" you squeal. she chuckles against your throat.

"if i finger you you gotta promise not to make a mess." sevika whispers, her voice gravelly. you shiver. "you can pull off the oversize shirt-- but i think if you had to wear my pants you'd die from trippin' over the legs." she says. you snort.

"w-what about you?" you whine, one of your hands letting go of the grip you've got on her ass to palm at the growing bulge in her pants. sevika's hips stutter against your touch and she takes a shaky breath.

"you can give me head on the ride home." she says. you gasp, and sevika chuckles. "you like that idea?" she asks. you whine and nod.

"'s so hot." you whimper. sevika shudders against you and begins fiddling with your pants button, shoving her hand underneath your waistbands and rubbing at your cunt. she sucks in a sharp breath.

"you're soaked." she whines.

"you look so fuckin' good in this suit." you explain. she chuckles.

"you say that about all my suits." she says as she starts rubbing circles against your clit. you groan, your head falling back against the wall as pleasure courses through your veins. "tell me if you're gonna squirt." she says. you laugh.

"you say that like i've got any control over it. y-you-- oh!" you gasp as she shoves a finger inside you. "you're the one who does it to me." you whine. sevika groans against you, and you can feel her dick twitch against your hip. you grin. "there's n-no way you're gonna be able to hide that at the m-m-meeting." you say, giggling. she snorts.

"mmh. maybe i'll put you on your knees and have you finish me off before we go." she says. you shiver.

"yes please." you whimper. she chuckles.

"but then you won't have anything to do on the ride home, baby." sevika taunts as she shoves another finger inside of you. you groan, and squelching sounds start filling the small elevator. sevika sinks her teeth into your collarbone at the sound.

"y-you'd never actually drive with your dick in my mouth." you tease. "you're too scared of the bumps."

"'cause what if you bite my dick off!" she defends herself. you just laugh, and it quickly melts into a moan as sevika starts curling her fingers against your g-spot.

"s-stop that!" you whine. sevika chuckles evilly. "sev-- i'll kill you if you make me squirt in my pants in the office elev-- ah!" you cry. sevika's shoving a third finger inside of you, grinning at you with a predatory glint in her eye.

"you close?" she asks. you whine and nod, too far gone for words.

sevika mercifully stops fucking against your swollen g-spot, and you sigh in relief. she keeps pumping her fingers in and out of you while her thumb works against your clit and your thighs begin to shake. you're jerking and jolting against her, and she's sucking little breaths between her teeth each time you move against her dick.

"i love you." you whine. "th-thank you for takin' care of me."

sevika growls, shooting down to press her lips against yours, sliding her tongue against yours.

"i'll always take care of you. forever. i promise." she whispers against your lips. you blink up at her, and she smiles. "i love you, baby. now be good and cum for me."

you gasp, clenching around her fingers as your hips begin to jolt. sevika continues to fuck you, rubbing circles in your clit as you fall apart in her arms, shaking and whimpering as you cum.

she stops when you grab her wrist, then pulls out when you relax against the wall, gasping for air.

you watch her pop her pruned fingers in her mouth, sucking your cum off of them with a moan, and before you're fully conscious of what's happening, you're falling to your knees in front of her. sevika raises an eyebrow at you, grinning.

"c'mon. need you in my mouth right now." you demand, tugging at her belt buckle. she snorts and smacks your hands away, before freeing her dick and smacking it against your mouth. you sigh, nuzzling against her and breathing in her scent as she humps your face. you start mouthing at her balls, and sevika shivers, pulling away from you to glare at you as you laugh. "hurry up!" you whine. "we've only got five minutes befo--"

sevika shoves her cock in your mouth before you can finish, cutting you off with a 'mmph!' as she pushes all the way down your throat.

you try to glare up at her, but the tears welling in your eyes and the shock of arousal shooting down your spine soften the blow. sevika just cups your cheek, running her thumb back and forth as she starts to fuck your face.

"'m so fuckin' close." she grunts. you gag around her and watch as her eyes roll back in her head from pleasure. "you're so fuckin' hot-- fuck i love you so much. y-you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, shit, just like that baby--" sevika cuts herself off with a whine as you swallow around her and she scrunches her face up.

you would smile at the cute expression if your mouth wasn't stuffed with her cock.

"i'm, i'm, oh fuck baby-- fuck!" she cries.

her cum shoots down your throat, and she tries to pull away far too soon, so you reach up and grab her ass-- keeping her buried in your throat until her dick stops twitching and pulsing.

you pull off with a gasp, smiling at the way her saliva coated dick starts dripping down onto the carpet beneath her. you lean back in to lick her clean, and sevika whimpers with sensitivity as you do.

"you're so fucking good." sevika whines. you giggle, tucking her back inside her pants before she helps you rise to your feet.

before she does anything else, sevika pulls you in for a breath taking kiss, trying to chase the taste of her cum on your tongue.

when she pulls away, your knees are wobbly and you're hazy with lust again, and she's collected herself, back to smirking down at you as she waits for you to catch your breath. you flick her forehead.

"y-you're an asshole." you sigh. sevika snorts.

"right." she says, unconvinced.

she tucks her shirt back into your pants, then kisses up the tears on your cheeks and wipes up the saliva on your lips. you straighten her hair and button her collar for her.

when you're both ready, she reaches out and releases the emergency stop button, and the elevator whirs back to life.

sevika slings her arm around your shoulders, kissing your scalp as you sigh against her.

"i love you." you say says.

"i love you too. good lunch?" she asks. you snort.

"the dessert was better." you say. sevika laughs brightly as the doors to the elevator slide open on your floor.

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en-rev · 5 months ago

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Picnic Days (Jake x 8th Fem!Member Reader)

Summary: It was time for a Layla visit! To surprise you, Jake brings you to hang out with his favorite girl (and vice versa ;)).

Slowly waking up to the annoying blare of the alarm clock you set up last night, you groaned and turned in a meek attempt of falling back asleep in hopes of staying hidden. Hearing a knock at the door you groan and turn to your side, pulling the blanket over yourself. In between your dream state and the brink of awakeness, you don’t notice the knock at your door over the alarm. Snuggling deeper into your plush blankets, already asleep again your door opens quietly. Unknown to you, Jake peeks in, having heard your alarm go off as he was getting ready for the day. Walking up to your phone, he turns off the alarm, remembering that you had to go record at the studio late in the morning. Pouting and rubbing his lips with his fingers, he wonders whether he should wake you up right now or later. His train of thought is quickly interrupted when you spring up from your lying position, suddenly sitting up with your hair a mess and in a panicked voice ask, “What time is it?!”. He shouts as he jumps back in fear, almost falling to his feet, “You scared me!” Furrowing your brows you don’t remember him entering the room but quickly dismiss his presence as you check the time on your phone. Sighing you pout and look up at Jake, “I’m too sleepy, I don't want to go to work today!” you whined as you turned to hug the plushies that resided on your bed (mostly given to you by the members over time). He shakes his head with a small smile, knowing that you probably went to sleep late. Sitting down on your bed he shakes you lightly, knowing that you had no choice but to get ready. “Hey how bout I meet you at the studio later, hm?” he questions, rubbing and scratching your back lightly. “I’ll even bring a surprise.” he whispers to you. Opening your eyes and looking at him for a moment, you sit up “Alright, you got me. Now go so I can get ready.” you state, heading to the bathroom attached to your room. He nodded, smiling as he bit his tongue while he left your room.

Having finished getting ready, you walked out of your room to the kitchen to prepare a light breakfast for yourself. The weather was chilly so you wore one of your favorite pairs of jeans with a cute long sleeve top and cardigan that pulled the look together. You still wore your slippers as you moved your way through the kitchen. Everyone else had the day off, but you were called in to record some backup vocals for one of the songs you guys were recently working on. Cutting up some fruit and grabbing other ingredients, you decided to make yourself a smoothie when Sunoo approached behind you. “What’re you making?” he asked, startling you since you were too focused to notice him before. Jumping slightly you chuckled as you replied, “Just a smoothie. Want some?” you asked, already pouring him some knowing his response. He grabbed the cup, thanking you before he praised you for the smoothie. “Where are you heading too? I thought you were just going to record and come back?” he questioned, noticing that you wore a bit more casual clothes than your usual recording outfits. You nodded, admiring his attentiveness, “Yeah but Jake said that he would have a surprise for me at the studio. He told me that when he woke me up but I didn't know anything about it so I got ready just in case we went somewhere.” you explained, pouring your smoothie in a to go cup. He hummed, nodding his head before turning to you as he ran a hand through his hair, “Well maybe not today then but sometime soon let's watch that drama I was telling you about. I heard it's really good, and we can have a stay in day.” he chirped. You nodded, “I'll try to stop by later and grab some snacks from the market then.” you smiled before heading to the door and putting on your shoes. “Bye” you told Sunoo as the two of you gave a quick hug to each other before you left.

“Thank you everyone, thank you!” you exclaimed to the studio workers who helped you. Despite being tired, you genuinely loved what you did as well as the staff you worked with. After leaving the studio you were walking with your manager, “You should rest in here for a moment, I’ll go get you something to drink.” he spoke quickly before motioning for you to enter the dance practice room. Confused, you nodded, but why would he want you to rest here where you could only sit on the floor? Shrugging you took a couple of selcas, taking advantage of all the mirrors. Hearing one of the doors open you didn’t move, expecting it to be your manager back with the drinks and continued to take one last picture before you were shoved to the floor. Groaning you were shocked to find a large dog on top of you, sniffing you as their tail wagged happily. “Layla!” you heard as you began to smile and pat the dog on top of you. Seeing Jake approach, he lifts you up, pushing the dog aside lightly as he holds your head to make sure you are okay. “Did she hurt you?” he asks, wanting to make sure his precious dog didn't cause any damage to his team member. Shaking your head with a large smile you confirmed you were okay, “Oh my gosh Jake she’s so cute!” you told him as you held her head in your hands, massaging the spot behind her ears as she licked your forearms. “Surprise!” Jake laughs as he rubs Layla’s back, enjoying the fact that she seems to like you. Continuing to pet you, you giggle as she turns to present her stomach to you to rub her belly. Of course you comply, how could you not? “So this is what you were talking about earlier?” you ask, turning to Jake yet still paying attention to Layla.. “Yeah but I got other things planned too, are you down to hang out?” he questions, hoping you would agree. “Of course…. Anything for Layla.” you wink teasingly at him as he pretends he got shot in the heart, making the two of you laugh as Layla jumped on him.

Walking near Han River, the three of you stopped at a small park. In a fairly large field of grass, Jake laid down a blanket for you both to relax on for a bit. He motions for you to lay down and you gladly do so, watching as he adjusts Layla’s leash to allow Layla to move around in the grass yet also lay with you if she wanted. With you laying on your back, Jake follows in suit right next to you, staring up at the clouds before pointing one out to you, “Yooo, that one looks like a cat.” he shows you by pointing up into the sky. “It does!! Look at that one over there!” you exclaim as you scoot a little closer to him so your shoulders are touching. “That one looks like a dinosaur! A t-rex because of the small arms.” you laugh while pointing up at it and tracing its shape. “I don’t know about that one, it looks like a blob.” he teases you, playfully pushing your shoulder with his. Layla however, decides that she wants to lay between the two of you, causing Jake to let out a fake gasp, “Layla!” You chuckle as she seemingly pushes Jake away to be close to you, “Awee Layla, no need to be jealous. I know you like me more than him” you spoke as you turned to your side to cuddle her. Glancing at Jake who just shakes his head as he turns on his side to face the both of you, “This was your plan all along huh, steal my dog from me?” he pouts playfully as he pets Layla who enjoys the attention from both of you. “Maybeee…” you teased before letting out a yawn, “I’m sleepy.” you admit to Jake as your eyes barely stay open. “Take a nap, we’re fine here.” he calms you as he reaches out to pat your head lightly. That was all you needed to hear before you fell asleep, cuddling Layla while Jake massaged your scalp before he too fell asleep. Layla laid between the two of you, noticing that you both were asleep and made sure to keep watch.

You’re awakened about 50 minutes later by Layla who was wagging her tail as she ran around the blanket, probably having the zoomies. Sitting up you recorded her before calling her to you, “C’mere girl.” you called, patting the spot beside you. As she approached you started taking selfies with her, though she quickly started nuzzling with Jake. Watching her do so you got a good look of the two of them, chuckling lightly thinking about the saying where dogs look like their owners. Thinking it was true you began to take photos of the two of them, seeing as how they both were being the cutest right now. Jake began to wake slowly, feeling as though someone was watching him, but instantly relaxed when he saw you and Layla. “How long were we out?” he questions, turning to lay on his stomach as he props himself up on his elbows. “Only about an hour.” you reply before copying his movements. Grabbing your phone you noticed messages within the group chat directed towards the both of you.

Heeseung: Are you coming back for lunch? We’re ordering food so let us know quickly if you’re coming.

“Heeseing’s asking if we're going back for lunch. Do you want to go and meet them or we’ll eat on our own?” you asked him, showing the messages. “Let’s eat on our own, I don’t want to go back yet.” he admits before grabbing his own phone. “I’ll text them back, but let's take a picture.” he chirps, holding his phone up to pose with you as Layla smiles widely. Having a small photo shoot, he decides to send one where the two of you were kissing Layla’s head, you on her left and Jake on her right as he told them that the two of you would meet them later. “I have an idea.” you state, standing up while fixing your hair slightly. “I’ll be right back okay?” you tell him as you grab your small bag with your essential items. “Wait where are you going? You shouldn’t go by yourself, I’ll come.” he insists as he prepares to stand up before you crouch and gently hold him down, petting Layla’s head as you crouched down. “No, I want to surprise you with something. I’ll be back quickly, it's not far.” he pouts before grabbing his phone. “I’ll let you go only if you stay on a video call with me.” he attempts to compromise with you. “Fine… you big baby” you laugh as you run your hand through his hair quickly before getting up and heading out. Instantly he called you.

As you walked to a toy shop, you made sure that he could only see your face on the screen. If he saw where you were at it would ruin the surprise you were trying to get him. “I can’t see you!” he comments when you briefly only show the ceiling of the shop you're in when you analyze a couple of lego sets. Shaking your head you laugh at him before making sure you were in the center of your camera, “What, you can’t go a second without seeing me?” you teased. “No, whenever I don’t see you my heart starts breaking peace by peace and I forget what love is.” he smirks at the camera as he both teases and flirts with you. This was a big part of his personality but whenever he did it he always made you blush. “Wow, you don’t know when to stop flirting do you?” you scolded playfully while raising a brow to the camera while he laughed at your reaction. “You know you love it.” he sang as you noticed Layla beginning to take up his screen. Hearing him talk to her you quickly grabbed a couple lego sets before heading to the cashier to pay. Setting your phone face down on the counter as you were checking out and paying for your items. “You really like lego sets?” the male cashier asked in a small attempt to chat as he bagged your items. “Yeah, they’re fun.” you smiled at him, hoping that Jake didn’t hear what you were buying. As he handed you the bag he raised a hand to rub the back of his neck, “Actually if you don’t mind can I have your number?” Shocked that someone was asking for your number, the two of you jumped when a loud “No! She can’t!” is heard from your phone, still face down on the counter. Blushing in embarrassment you grabbed your phone, “No, but thank you.” you give him a small smile as you hold on tightly to the bag and leave the shop. “Oh my gawsh- This is why you can’t be on your own. How else am I supposed to scare the guys off if I’m not there?” he scolds you with a light tone. “I’m capable on my own… besides seems like you handled it pretty well huh?” you laugh, not expecting him to have done that through the phone.

Continuing your walk you decided that you might as well pick up some lunch for the two of you. You might as well have a picnic date. “I’ll pick up something to eat, is there anything you’re craving?” you asked, showing that you were surrounded by restaurants that offer take out. “Oh yeahhh!” he cheered lightly, smiling widely as he checked out what restaurants he could see through the camera. “Ramen sounds really good, but would you be able to bring them back?” You nodded ensuring that you were capable. “I’m going to put you in my pocket as I order, so behave alright?” you joke as you point a finger at him. He puts his hand up in the air and agrees, though making sure to listen to what is happening around you as he keeps throwing a ball for Layla. Ordering two bowls of ramen to go and steak skewers with a couple of side dishes, you head back towards the park before stopping at a convenience store. You kept Jake in your pocket hoping that he wouldn’t notice you left without showing where you were walking. Grabbing a couple of snacks that the both of you liked you also grabbed some for Layla, afterall you couldn’t have her be left out could you? Purchasing the snacks and a stimulating dog toy you made your way back to the park, “I’m almost there.” you spoke as you could see him in the distance. “I see you.” he smiled as he hung up the phone, making sure to make space for all the bags he could see you carrying. “I’m back~” you sang as you made sure to set the bags with food down carefully while hiding the lego bag behind you. “Yeah, that's what I’m talking about!” he smiled while rubbing his hands together before getting the food out. He prepared the food for you both as he noticed you were preparing something for Layla, smiling and feeling an even deeper sense of appreciation for you.

When the three of you finished eating, you pulled out the legos to which Jake grabbed the car and space ship you bought him. He blinked wildly at the items before bringing you in for a side hug, “This is amazing, I love it.” he voiced as he opened the box to begin building. You began working on the lego flowers you purchased when Jake laughed, catching your attention, “Still can’t believe that some guy asked for your number.” You lighty shoved his shoulder, “Can’t believe you yelled at a stranger through the phone!” you laughed before Layla interrupted the two of you with a small bark, almost as if she was scolding the two of you for not giving her more attention. “Layla you wanna play? You wanna play?” you teased her as you got up and grabbed the ball Jake brought. Throwing the ball you enjoyed the way her legs flew up as she ran to retrieve the toy and bring it back. On her way back to you she jumped, almost flying at you as you laughed and prepared to catch her if needed. Sneakily, Jake took a photo of the moment and enjoyed seeing the both of you having a good time.

Playing with Layla till she worn out, you noticed how Jake already finished building the space ship you got him. “Damn you already finished one?” you pouted, feeling as though you lost a competition you weren’t even in. “Yeah, look at how cool this is.” he shows you while he explains the neat features of the lego spaceship. You enjoyed hearing him talk, so you listened carefully. Eventually, he even started talking about physics (you don’t even remember how the two of you got to that point) and started using his hands to explain different concepts. When he finished explaining some of the concepts he turned to face you, “You know?” he asked sweetly. Nodding you smiled (Even though you did NOT understand), “If we weren’t where we are now, would you be studying physics?” you questioned, genuinely imagining an alternate reality where he was a physics student. “Maybe…” he sighed, playing with the sleeve of your cardigan as the two of you sat there, “But I’m glad that I’m here with you…and the others of course.” he smiles at you, tilting his head as if he were a cute puppy. “Me too.” you breathed out. Bringing your hand out to play with the ends of his hair, “You know… I think growing your hair out would suit you.” He played with a section of his hair before smiling at you, “You know I’ve actually been thinking of growing it out… If I do, will you do my hair?” he asked with a playful flirty tone. Rolling your eyes playfully you pulled his hair lighty to which he pretended to hiss in pain, “I suppose I could grace you with my wonderful styling skills.” you remarked, pushing your own hair behind your shoulder.

The two of you decided that it was about time for you three to head back since the sun would be setting soon. Jake packed up the blanket and placed it in his bag. As you stood and were holding onto Layla's leash for him, you tilted your head confused when he grabbed the lego bag. “You can hold her if you want. Do you want to or do you want me to grab her?” he questioned, not wanting to force you. “I’ll hold her.” you confirmed, smiling as she walked right beside you. Heading back to the dorm you chatted, talking about anything and everything. “Is Layla staying at the dorm with us?” you questioned, wondering whether the other members knew. “Yeah, I asked the others and they said they were fine with it as long as she didn’t mess with their things.” he explained, remembering that he kept it from you in order to surprise and cheer you up. “Oh, keeping secrets from me now?” you questioned, pushing him with your shoulder lighty. “Naur, never” he replies, bringing his arm to wrap around your shoulder as you all walk. “You know we should do this more often. Layla won’t be able to come since she’s going back soon but I liked having a picnic with you.” he admits while still holding onto you. “Yeah that sounds fun, but next time we’ll pack food and do something else. Maybe we can do that painting challenge I’ve been seeing online.” you chimed before he stopped you, “Ah, naur way. You know you’re so much better at art than I am.” he pouts, before looking over at Layla, “Isn’t that right Layla. Don’t let her bully me.” he spoke to her in which she barked back, making you both laugh.

Reaching the dorm you called out as you both removed your shoes, “We’re back!” Niki turned the corner of the hallway to see you both before instantly turning to Layla, crouching down to play with her. “We’re about to order dinner, you guys should go tell Jay what you want.” Immediately seeing the others hovering over the phone you replied with a, “Say less” before joining them in seeing what you wanted to eat. Approaching and staying behind them you see them looking at fried chicken, “That looks good.” you admit. Jumping, the other members look at you with a frightened look, when did you approach them, when did you get back? “What's wrong?” you questioned, seeing their stunned faces before they let out a few giggles, Heeseung rubbing the top of your head as Sunghoon pats your back lightly as a way of welcoming you back home.

Extra:

While you left the dorm to pick up a couple of packages you ordered after dinner, the rest of the members were in the living room, playing with Layla and joking around. When Jake noticed you had left, he quickly got up and went to grab the bag with the legos from earlier. Grabbing a glass vase you liked to use from the cupboard he put in the flowers you made earlier. Staring at the arrangement he felt as though something was missing, “Sunoo, do you still have that ribbon that came with that one purchase a while ago? The pink one by any chance?” Sunoo looked up from his phone, “Yeah, but Y/n asked for it. I just forgot to give it to her.” Jake pouted slightly, biting his lip in thought, “I’m gonna use it to give something to her.” As he explained, Sunghoon’s attention was caught, laughing at Jake's pouting before he decided to enter the kitchen and see what they were doing. While Sunoo went to retrieve the ribbon, Sunghoon checked out the flower vase, “You made this for Y/n?” Over hearing Sunghoon's question, the others quickly gathered around to see what was going on. Sunoo returned with the pink ribbon and Jake quickly went to work, cutting the perfect amount before tying it around the vase. “Are you sure you know how to tie a bow?” Niki jokes, attempting to tease his elder member. Jake quickly retaliated as the rest of the members laughed at him, finding his bickering with the youngest member entertaining. “It's cute, she’ll like it.” Jungwon comments, encouraging Jake. “I’m going to go put it in her room.” he confirmed as he left the others, analyzing where he would place it before deciding to leave it on the nightstand next to your bed. Taking a quick picture of the vase he smiles at his work before leaving the room. He hoped you would enjoy it when you found it.

“Uh- Jake is trending on twitter. They’re saying he yelled at someone through the phone because they were flirting with Y/n…” Jungwon announces to everyone in the living room before showing them his phone. Jake stops in his tracks hearing their discussion before throwing his hands in the air when they spot him. Seeing their eyes he knew they were looking for an explanation. “I did what I had to do!”

Note: Thank you so much for the support and likes you've been giving me on my posts! I really do appreciate it. I wrote this pretty recently and was going to save it for later but decided to post it now and start working on posts with the other members. I'll be pretty busy but I love writing in my downtime so I should be posting within the next week or two. Sorry if there are any mistakes but I hope you enjoyed it! I just had to include more pictures because Layla is just too cute, don't they look alike or is that just me?

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milk-tea-sakura · 2 months ago

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𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷

𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓪𝓷 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝔂 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶, 𝓹𝓸𝓵𝔂! 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓗𝓪𝓷, 𝓕𝓮𝓵𝓲𝔁, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓗𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓕𝓮𝓵𝓲𝔁 𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓶 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1631

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 6 𝓶𝓲𝓷 16 𝓼𝓮𝓬

𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎𓍢ִ໋🎂 ༘ ⋆˚🌷

Y/N was pacing the dorm floor, checking the clock almost every minute. It was Han Jisung and Felix's birthday, and they wanted Y/N to hang out with them, maybe even spend the night at their dorm; as the pair had no plans for the morning and just wanted to spend a casual night. She decided that she'd get them both some small presents, not much, but she was certain to get both their favorite snacks. The two were also close friends, and she was excited to spend the day with them and possibly even give them their presents early.

Han Jisung was in his room cleaning up the place - He was normally very messy but decided today was the day to make the room look nice. He was hoping Y/N would show up, and he wanted to show her he could be responsible if he wanted to

Felix was in the kitchen, baking a cake as the two had no idea what they wanted to do for their birthday this year. He decided it would be better to make something himself, so he baked a chocolate fudge cake, hoping Y/N would like it.

There was a knock on the door, and Han Jisung hurried to answer the door to Y/N. He opened the door and greeted her with a smile and a hug. "Hey, Y/N!" He said excitedly, and he gestured for her to come in.

"Hey Jisung, Happy birthday!" Y/N said, grinning as she stepped inside and saw Felix in the kitchen. She put down her bags and then ran over to Felix, hugging him tight. "And to you too, Felix," She said with a big smile.

"I made some cake, I hope you like it," Felix said with a small smile, and Y/N got excited. "That sounds wonderful!" She said, looking over at Jisung and smiling. "I brought some snacks too. Do you want to just chill out and watch movies or play games?"

"That sounds perfect to me," Felix replied, and Y/N nodded. "Sounds fun!" Jisung said, grinning. The three of them sat on the couch in the living room, and Y/N pulled out some snacks from her bags and placed them on the table in front of them.

"I did also bring you both presents but I'll give them to you both after we eat cake later"

"Aww, you didn't have to get us presents," Jisung said with a chuckle, but Y/N shook her head. "I wanted to," She said with a little smile. "Now, what should we do to pass the time until it's time for cake?"

"We could play some games if that sounds good to you both?" Felix suggested, standing up and grabbing the controllers. He turned on the TV and handed one controller to Y/N and the other to Jisung. "That sounds perfect!" Y/N said with a grin.

"You just want to get past bronze" Y/n jokes to Felix.

Felix scoffed a little at that and playfully stuck his tongue out at Y/N. "As if, I'm already silver!" He said defensively, and Y/N playfully rolled her eyes.

"And for some weird reason, I highly doubt that"

Felix scoffed again and then smiled. "You doubting me makes me wanna prove you wrong even more now," He said with a wink. Y/N chuckled and shook her head, teasing Felix about his pride.

The two began playing the game, and Y/N started to win the round. "Ha!" She said with a grin, looking over at Felix. "I'm winning already," She taunted, and Felix rolled his eyes. "You just got lucky!" He said, determined to win the next round.

"Fine then, let's see if Han can beat you. See if it's just luck." Y/n says passing the controller to Han.

Han grinned and took the controller. "I'm going to win! Prepare to be beaten!" He exclaimed, jokingly. Felix smirked and chuckled. "You wish, Han," He said with a confident grin.

Y/N leaned back to watch the two of them play, amused by how competitive they both were. She ate a few snacks and watched them, and before too long Jisung won. Y/N burst into laughter, and Felix let out a little groan.

"Told you I'd win!" Jisung exclaimed, doing a little victory dance. Y/N continued to laugh, and Felix rolled his eyes. "Let's play again, you just got lucky," He said with a grin, determined to win this time.

So they played again. They decided that the one who won the most out of 3 rounds would win overall, and Y/N watched as they competed against each other. Jisung won two rounds, and Felix won one, making Jisung the winner overall. Felix let out a little groan and Y/N laughed again. "Well, I guess Jisung is the real winner here!" She said jokingly, and Jisung grinned.

Before they can start a new round the timer beeps for Felix to go decorate the cake.

"Ah, time for decorating!" Felix said, and Y/N got just as excited. "Yay, time for cake!" She exclaimed, grinning as she jumped up. She followed Felix to the kitchen, and Jisung got up to follow too.

"Alright, who's helping me decorate?" Felix asked, and Y/N raised a hand. "I will!" She said, and Felix chuckled. "Jisung would probably be more of a burden than he would help." He teased, and Jisung scoffed and made a fake offended expression, joking around with Felix.

"Hey, I'm not that bad!" Jisung said with a little pout as Felix passed some frosting and sprinkles to Y/N. "Sure, whatever you say Jisung," Felix said, rolling his eyes playfully and smiling. Y/N giggled and began to help Felix decorate the cake.

Jisung started taking pictures of them both and took the occasional bite of frosting when Y/N and Felix weren't looking. Y/N noticed right before Jisung's second bit of frosting and turned around to scold him, and he laughed sheepishly. "Sorry," He said with a little smile.

They finish decorating the cake and Y/n goes to grab the presents she brought.

Y/N went into the other room to retrieve the presents she had brought along, and she returned holding four small packages for the two boys. She handed the presents to her boyfriends with a big grin and sat there excitedly for them to open their gifts.

The two of them opened their presents at the same time, and they both were thrilled to see what Y/N had gotten them. Jisung's gift was a new bag and a few skincare products he wanted, and Felix's presents were a new microphone and a bag with some new cosmetics he had mentioned in passing a few weeks earlier.

"Aww, Y/N! Thank you, it's exactly what I wanted! How did you know?" Felix smiled, and Jisung nodded in agreement, smiling.

Y/N shrugged a little. "I just paid attention to what you said," She said happily, and then she started giggling at how happy she had made her boyfriends. She was so glad that they liked their presents, and her heart swelled when they both pulled her into a tight embrace.

"You're the best girlfriend ever," Felix said with a smile and kissed Y/N. Jisung wrapped his arms around Y/N from behind and nodded in agreement, giving her a little nuzzle.

"And a very pretty girlfriend too," He said, smiling at her playfully.

"Now let's eat cake!" Y/n exclaims

"Oh right, I nearly forgot about the cake!" Felix exclaimed, grabbing some plates and utensils and then cutting the cake into slices for the three of them. Y/N was excited, and Jisung was too, and they sat down together to enjoy the cake.

"Mm, this is delicious!" Y/N said with a grin after taking the first bite of the cake, and the two boys nodded in agreement. It was a peaceful evening of good food and good company, and Y/N felt content.

As they sat there eating the cake together, Y/N looked at her two boyfriends and felt immensely grateful. They always treated her well, and they always made sure she was comfortable and happy. She knew that she was lucky to have both of them and that their relationships were strong and stable.

Y/N smiled to herself, feeling the warm fuzzy feeling in her chest grow stronger as she ate her slice of cake with her boyfriends by her side.

After a little bit, they had finished their cake and were just sitting on the couch together, Y/N in the middle with Jisung and Felix on their sides. Jisung had his arms wrapped around Y/N and his chin on her shoulder, whereas Felix had one hand wrapped around Y/N and his other hand holding hers. They sat and talked amongst themselves, and Y/N felt complete and safe between the two of them.

She listened to their conversations and added comments from time to time, but mostly she just soaked in the feeling of being loved and safe. Jisung seemed to notice, and he started peppering her with light kisses on the cheek, making her giggle and smile. Felix nuzzled her neck gently, and she leaned into his touch.

Y/N knew she was lucky to have not just one loving boyfriend, but two. She wrapped an arm around each of them and held them close, knowing that they were not only her boyfriends but her best friends too. They understood her completely, and they both made her feel treasured and loved.

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junespriince · 5 months ago

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you know what fuck you! *Yuri your birdflash* au

Wally: Linda! Hartley! Guys I need help!

Linda: what's wrong?

Hartley: is Chris still bothering you? God, he can't take no for an answer!

Wally: not him, those he did try to sit with me in lecture today, but that's besides the point just, ugh just come with me to my apartment!

Kyle, Conner, Hartley, Linda, Ace, and Bart sitting in her living room.

Wally: so Birdie just asked me out on a date—

Kyle: about fucking time.

Wally: shut up Kyle, and listen!

Wally, huffs: anyways, she asked me out on a date, and I don't know what to wear, she said we're going to a thrift store, and then a botanical garden exhibit, and then a dinner at this way to fancy restaurant and I don't want to make more of a fool of myself then I already have, I mean what if I dress to fancy I'll stick out, but if I dress to lower she'll hate me and I'll never see her again and like this was a dream come true she asked me out, if she hate me then we won't build a house together in the forest, adopt a turtle as our child, maybe have a dog too, and we won't wake up together or make bread together or anything! I need you guys to help me here!

Hartley: if she hates you for dressing comfortably then she ain't it then.

Wally: but she's everything! She's smart, beautiful, talented, her eyes are the most beautiful gems I ever seen, her dimples are so cute, and she takes up half my future planning I can't mess this up, please just help a girl out over here! *Staring to tear up*

Kyle: okay, okay we get it! We'll help, stop crying!

Bart: must be real desperate bringing all of us in here to help.

Wally: very! Kori off planet or I'd call her too.

Ace: okay sis, bring out the outfits you have in mind.

Linda: and the shoes! Oh let me get my makeup bag as well, I'll be right back!

Conner: I'll make some tea and look through your hair products, I'm thinking hair down, help shape those curls out, and maybe a cute hair accessory.

Kyle: can I go cunty?

Wally: no! This is the first date! I need to be cute, but rememberable.

Hartley: let me see your closet, when the date?

Wally: in seven hours.

Hartley: a little bit of a challenge but doable.

Bart: I'll make snacks, and I'll have Kon spy on her so we can match her levels!

Wally, about to cry again: oh my god thank you, thank you, thank you!

7 hours later and at Bludhaven's cafe, lesbian owned

Rania ((Urania ))(Dick*), dressed in a cute and nice little blazer moment, in deep green, dress shirt unbuttoned at the top, Sharp but not too sharp makeup, short hair slicked back a bit, tented glasses rest at the edge of her nose and they're red hearts: My little Willow tree, you are right on time, excited for our date to be late? *Soft chuckle, dimples showing*

Wally, long waterfall curls with a cute strawberry headband, that iconic strawberry midi dress, very little makeup Bec we don't cover freckles in this house hold, nervous: very, I-I,,, I didn't want to keep you waiting is all, rainy.

Rania, calm and collective: no worries, *offers arm* let's go, have a busy night ahead of us.

Wally, blushing taking her arm: y-yeah.

Rania, hours before

Rania, holding her brothers, sister, Steph, Barbara, Donna, her dad, the butler, Roy, and Kori hostage in her room: if I don't look stunning for that pretty girl, I will die! I need suggestions and support people!

Jason: why would we want to help you?

Rania: because if I don't impress her, I'm destroying all your books.

Jason:

Jason: I'll get the makeup.

Roy: girl, I don't know how to dress myself the hell you think I can help you here?

Rania: then support me!

Bruce, on the phone: calling Diana, Selena, and Talia as we speak sweetheart.

Alfred: I'll get the outfit Miss Urania.

Rania: thanks, I just,,, I have to make a good impression on her! My future hangs in the balance with her!

Barbara: getting the gel, Damian get Jon to spy on Willow we need these two to match, sapphics love a good match.

Damian: got it. Do you want some tea Urania?

Rania: yes, please, thanks Dami, you're a good kid, and I love you so much, you know that?

Damian, prideful about the praise: of course I do.

Tim: kiss ass

Damian: hate not being the favorite, I see.

Kori: oh, oh, I want to pick out the shoes! Maybe favorite are in your closet right?

Rania: the Church's Burwood Oxford in black or the Church's Fairstead Oxford?

Kori: the first one.

Rania: uh, in the shoes closet, back right wall.

Kori: yay!

Donna: getting the accessories, you want the tinted pink shades or the red?

Rania: red heart ones.

Donna: gotcha.

Stephanie: let me see those outfits Al, I have a vision.

Damian: hope that vision includes strawberries, West is in a strawberry midi dress, whatever that is.

Stephanie: GASP, it does! I could kiss her! Get the green dress suit!

Cass: I'll get it!

Duke: how her make up Damian?

Damian: soft, they're leaving the freckles.

Rania, blushing: they're leaving the freckles,,,,, Dad, tell them to get here fast and call Harley and Ivy and auntie kate we need those two lesbian asap!

Bruce: got it!

Damian: some chamomile tea, and I have some lavender at the ready if you need it, Urania.

Rania: thank you dami, again *kiss his forehead*

Back on the date

Wally, in her head: wow she's so calm, and pretty, oh focus Wally, you don't need to trip!

Rania, in her mind: god she's so pretty, damn I can the wedding, no, no, focus on today damnit!

*but a Romani name I really like for her also I did use behind the name so if it's not right oops I did look into this

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runningfrom2am · 1 year ago

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all i think about is karma

summary: you and rafe take on a mainland bush party where he knows no one, and you know too many people for his liking.

this can be read as a stand-alone but it's technically a part four to getaway car, big reputation, and this is why we can’t have nice things.

pairing: rafe x fem!reader

wc: 2.1k

tags/warnings: jealous!rafe, highschool au, (some) nondescript nudity, cursing, mean kook!reader, underage drinking, (i think that’s it??)

a/n: hey y’all!! sorry i haven’t posted anything in a little while, i’ve been busy but now im back home and on my usual schedule so there shouldn’t be any serious interruptions for a little while. i missed y’all and i hope you like this! this is what won my getaway car poll quite some time ago so im so happy to finally get it out!

"No, Y/N/N, I'll be fine. I don't want to dampen your week, you'll have so much fun!" Bella insists, adjusting where her phone is laying in her lap while she lays in bed, surrounded by tissues and snack wrappers. She came down with the flu at the worst possible time: right before you were meant to go on your spring break trip.

"It won't be the same without you! I should just stay home, I can come over and we can have a movie marathon or something. That'll be just as fun." You reply, watching her through the facetime camera while you sit at your vanity.

"No. Absolutely not. You're going- and you'll get to hangout with Rafe! It's worth it for me to get all the juicy details after." Bella giggles, sniffling and quickly wiping her nose.

You roll your eyes, rubbing your forehead. "Okay, yeah, but nothings gonna happen- you know I swore that off."

"Yeah, whatever. The two of you, alone, drunk and sharing a tent? Whatever you say." Your friend teases you. "It's actually worth it for me to stay home so you can come back with tea."

"Okay, fine," You agree, not admitting that the idea is very tempting. "But I'm not sleeping with him again."

"No! Of course not." Bella laughs, shaking her head. "But if you did, at least be safe this time. We don't need a repeat of what happened last time-"

"Okay! Okay! Bye, Bella I'll call you later!" You quickly cut her off, hanging up the phone.

Several long hours after texting Rafe the update that Bella wasn't going to make it, you found yourself in his truck on the mainland, driving into what seems to be the middle of nowhere for a bush party you caught word of from some friends you met playing soccer on a local team. You were excited to see them, and meet some new people, but you're honestly so glad Rafe still wanted to go. You'd rather not go alone if you didn't have to.

Judging by the large space in front of you full of various groups of kids your age putting tents together or starting fires around makeshift campsites at the edge of the water, you assume you're in the right place and get to work setting up your own tent off near the edge of the lake.

It wasn't long before the sun started to set over the abandoned gravel pit, and you just finish up when you crack open your first drink from the cooler. "So like... are we actually going to talk to anyone or just hide over here and be weird all night?" Rafe asks as you bring the can to your lips.

You roll your eyes a little and nod. "Well, duh. My friends are coming. I don't know what your plans are." Rafe looks around at that, seeing if there's anyone he might be able to talk to, but he was counting on hanging out with you.

"Wow, you're ditching me?" He asks, reaching into the cooler as well and grabbing a beer. "Cold."

You go to reply with a matching, somewhat snarky attitude the two of you almost always share when you recognize the purple jeep that's pulling in. "That's them! Good luck making friends!" You call back, jogging over to where they parked.

Rafe flips you off as you turn your full attention to your friends, sighing a little to himself as he lays eyes on a group of local boys who look enough like his friends that he's comfortable talking to them.

By the time that the area is lit only by the orange glow coming from the several cooking fires and the large bonfire everyone is centered around, you're already stumbling over your feet with a half-drank bottle of some liquor you didn't bring, and you're not even sure where you got it.

Rafe has been trying to keep an eye on you from a distance, but now he's lost you. He's drunk himself, so he's not overly concerned, but he would just at least like to know where you were. He looks around frantically, trying to keep his cool as the boys around him are laughing about something he didn't care to pay attention to. His eyes land on some figures out in the lake, and he squints to see if he can make out the shape of your hair in the dark. He takes a few steps away to get a closer look, hearing you laughing and shouting over the music coming from an on shore speaker. He walks down to the shore with a smug look on his face, polishing off his beer when he looks down and notices piles of clothes on the shore. Are you naked?

"Hey, Y/N!" Rafe shouts, waving to you in an attempt to grab your attention.

"Rafe!" You shout back, smile never fading as you push your wet hair out of your face. With the liquor warming you, the water feels amazing and so soft on your skin. "Come out here! Come join us!"

Rafe sighs as he finds your stuff, relieved to find only your shirt, shorts, and bra. At least you weren't fully naked in front of all these strangers. He strips of everything but his boxers and grabs your bra, wading out into the cool lake water to you and your friends as they cheer and laugh.

"Rafe! Where have you been?" You giggle, throwing your arms over his shoulders once he gets close enough for you to reach.

"I've been around- apparently I should have been babysitting you ladies." He chuckles, trying to hide any frustration in his tone as he avoids looking at your friends who are just as well clothed as you are. "Put this on, at least." He adds, pulling away from you and handing you the article of clothing, crossing his arms to watch you put it on despite his better judgement.

"Hey! Girls! Come on in, we're going to play chandelier!" One of the guys Rafe had the pleasure of talking to for the last couple hours shouts, and quickly everyone makes their way in to shore.

"Y/N, hey, we don't want you to get sick. Come warm up." Rafe turns his head as he gets his shirt back on, watching as one of the other guys, Jesse, is quickly wrapping you in a small blanket and guiding you up to the bonfire with a hand on your lower back. He scowls at the two of you behind your back, following as he urges you up the small hill and towards the large fire pit ahead.

You walk side by side with the boy, until you can feel the warmth of the flames on your skin where you stop and stand to dry off both your skin and what little clothing you have on. You don't know you're shivering until Jesse is tugging on the blanket around your shoulders. "Here, let me help you warm up.." He chuckles, wrapping his arms around you from behind and draping the blanket over both of you.

"Oh, thanks, Jesse." You say, teeth chattering from the soft breeze. You lean back into him, swaying from the alcohol still in your system and he steadies you.

"Anytime, sweetheart." He mumbles, pressing his lips to the back of your head.

You are well aware of his hands wandering, fiddling with the waistband of your underwear as you have your arms crossed tightly over your chest. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you gaze across the fire and your eyes land on Rafe, who's staring at you intently.

You smile and wave at him, but he just rolls his eyes in response and looks away. Is he upset with you for ditching him? In hindsight it wasn't very nice, even if that is the kind of relationship you normally have. If it was you you'd be upset- he didn't know anyone, and he was left to fend for himself, granted; he was clearly fine.

"Hey, Ashley?" You find yourself calling over to your other friend, but she doesn't hear you as your eyes well up with tears. Why do you feel so bad right now? Does Rafe being upset with you really bother you that much? You've hardly felt like this before.

"Ashley?" You ask again, but she hardly glances at you as she's got another boy draped over her shoulder- one who is definitely not the girls boyfriend.

"You okay?" Jesse asks, leaning his head over your shoulder to get a better look at you.

"Uhm, yeah, I just have to go to the bathroom and I was hoping she would come with me." You explain, watching Rafe again as he buries himself in conversation with the two girls standing next to him.

"I'll take you." Jesse offers. "Come on, I won't watch. Swear." He says, already guiding you away and tossing the blanket back to his friend.

You glance back at Rafe over your shoulder as Jesse walks you off into the dark. Just as you look forward again to try and watch your step, Jesse's hand is smacking your butt playfully, making you jump. You laugh it off and give him a shove, but he's grabbing your hand and pulling you in the direction of his truck.

The swing of Jesse's arm to where his hand hit your exposed skin drew Rafe's attention again fully, and he furrows his brow as he watches you stumble away. You were sharing a tent with him and you were really about to hook up with that mainland loser? He quickly downs the rest of his beer and storms after you, fists clenched at his sides after discarding the bottle on a nearby pong table.

"Hey!" Rafe shouts, making the two of you turn just as Jesse backs you up against the side of his truck and starts kissing down your neck. You're confused, but not one to turn down an opportunity like this- especially when you never have to see him again. As soon as Jesse turns his head, though, it's snapped back again with the contact of Rafe's fist into his nose.

He groans and quickly brings his hands up to his face, tipping his head back as blood pours from between his fingers. You gasp, reaching out for him but hesitating, not sure what to do.

"You think you can hook up with any girl who accepts a blanket from you when she's cold? She came here with me." Rafe spits, and you feel your features pull into an expression of anger as you quickly step towards him and shove him back. "What?"

"Come on." You mutter, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the now bleeding boy. "What the fuck was that about?" You ask, storming back to where your shared tent was in the corner. "Do you think you have some stupid claim over me just because you drove me here?"

Rafe rolls his eyes, stopping with you next to the tent as you drop his arm and turn to face him. "He was taking advantage of you!"

You scoff, shaking your head and crossing your arms. "No, Rafe. He wasn't. Did you ever consider that maybe I wanted that?"

"Whatever, Y/N- don't act like you weren't eyeing me up for the whole drive here."

"Oh. My. God." You find yourself laughing suddenly, realizing what this is about. "You were jealous."

"What? No I wasn't." Rafe replies defensively.

You smile at him cockily, tilting your head and waiting for him to spiral on it.

"I wasn't! I tried to help. That's what I get, I guess!" Rafe throws his hands up.

"And here I was thinking you were mad at me for ditching you. Turns out you were just horny." You smirk, knowing you were just pushing his buttons this time for fun.

"Oh, fuck off, Y/N, you're just trying to piss me off now for fun."

"You're not denying it." You shrug, looking back over to the fire for a moment, seeing Jesse sitting there with paper towel pressed to his nose and a few girls surrounding him.

"You're making it difficult not to be when you’re walking around like that.” He replies, smirking as he looks you up and down.

“Don’t be gross, Rafe.” You smile, dropping your arms from they were crossed over your chest.

He takes a step closer at that, delicately placing his hands on your hips. “You love it, Y/N/N, you know you do.”

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namjoonscoffeeshop · 8 months ago

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Deep | 02

✧ Pairing:Min Yoongi x reader

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.

✧ word count: 8.4k+

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Yoongi followed behind you as he pushed the cart down the aisle. you guys tend to eat together, so you don't waste a lot of money on groceries.

as you pass the aisle with his favorite's snacks you see him toss about three bags of them, he gives you a sheepish smile as he pushes the cart ahead of you before you could say anything to him.

"do you really wanna cook? we could order food. i'll pay my treat" he smiles

"well what do you wanna get" you ask as you grab a carton of milk and put it into the cart. he watches you as you look like a busy bee walking around getting everything you needed.

so wifey material

he chuckles at his thoughts, "lets get a box of chicken wings. it's good here" he points at the little side stand of chicken, you nod and head over to add a order.

once you arrive home, he's helping bring in the grocery as you fix it in the refrigerator. "what movie are we watching" he yells from the living room as he shuts the door.

"i don't know, you pick" he groans, he hated when you did that. made him choose everything.

"fine but don't complain later" you giggle

after putting everything away you bring the food you guys got to eat right now to the living room. yoongi was already sitting on the floor going through netflix waiting for you

"what do you want to drink?" you ask as you place the box of chicken down "beer" he says giving you his gummy smile

rolling your eyes playfully you go back to the kitchen to get what he wanted.

"you don't like beer, but you're drinking it a lot lately" you tell him as you take a seat next to him on the floor. he just shrugs, as he opens the can "i just feel like drinking it these days"

"what are we watching?" you ask

"inception"

you groan "againnnn" you whine

"hey you told me to pick, i told you not to complain. it's either inception or matrix" he whines back at you

"same difference, i'd rather watch inception. you start questioning me about what fucking pill i'd drink"

"well you never answer!"

you shush him before he could start with his questions "just press play" you wave your hand as if calling defeat and he just shakes his head as he laughs.

you had brought some blankets on the sofa, so after you were done eating you climbed onto the sofa and covered yourself. yoongi was into the movie as always, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

you lay on your tummy, yoongi's head is leaned against the sofa as he watches the movie. you take this chance to play with his hair. he didn't really like when people touched his hair, but when he's really into something he could care less about what's going on.

your fingers curl up on the long strands of hair that fall on his neck, taking it as a chance to snake your hands around him. letting them hang over his chest

you were screaming inside, waiting to see how he was going to react.

tilting his head back he looks at you "what's with you" he chuckles, he didn't mind you touching him, but you never did before at least not like this.

"i'm bored" you tell him as you hug him burying your face in his nape. "well this is uncomfortable" he gets up.

his words leave you shocked. did he hate you touching him that bad, did you cross a line you shouldn't have? you blanked out as all these questions passed through your head you didn't notice when he laid on the longer side of the sofa "well come here" he laughs at your blank expression

"but you said it was.....uncomfortable" you mutter the last part

"yeah it was gonna be uncomfortable if i just sat on the floor, now come here" getting up, he opens his arms as you basically lay over him. he covers the both of you with a blanket and he holds you. he overlaps your legs so you don't fall off the sofa, "go to sleep, you're the one that wanted to hang out and now you say it's boring" he shakes his head

you hug his waist, as he watches tv. you felt like it wasn't getting anywhere, this was how you both always act. there was no spark. looking up at him, you watch him as he stares at the screen

it took him a while before he looks at you, faces inches away from each other. "what" he says

"nothing" you make sure to not be a coward and keep eye contact just as he does.

"why do i feel like you got something to say"

"maybe i do"

"yeah? what is it then" you look at his lips as they move, he notices how your body language is different than usual.

"inception sucks" he scoffs playfully, threatening to push you off the sofa.

chicken

maybe you shouldn't have eaten chicken...then you could've kissed him right now...

yeah lets blame the chicken.

you ended up falling asleep in his arms, he watched inception till the end and the turned off the tv. seeing how you were deep asleep he just laid there looking at the ceiling as he heard your little snores.

a small ring from his phone made him look at his phone, there were a shit load of messages from her.

tossing his phone to the side he pulls the blanket to cover you a bit more before shutting his eyes and dozing off himself.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

you woke up on the same position as before, but you could only hear yoongi's small snores as you laid on his chest. you lean on the couch trying to get up, only to have his grip around your waist tighten "don't you see i'm sleeping" he groans

"but i wanna get up" you feel your face heat up as he stares at you half awake "why? Just sleep" he gives you a small squeeze before opening his eyes completely "did you watch the whole movie?"

"you mean the movie we were suppose to watch together but you fell asleep instead, yeah I did" he chuckles. chin against his chest as you look up at him, he covers you with the blanket "what's on your mind" he says

gathering all your courage, "what type of girl is your ideal type" you stare into his eyes, with determination to find out

"uh, that's random" he chuckles "why do you want to know?"

"just because..."

"right..." he raises a brow as he grins

"come on, just tell me"

he looked into your eyes for a while as if searching for the reason behind these questions, giving up he sighs. "let me think" he stares at you as he hums "i don't really have an ideal type, just someone who is similar to me" he shrugs

i'm nothing like him..

"black long hair" he says suddenly as he grabs a strand of your hair "right now i'm really into long black hair" he twirls his finger around your strand of hair.

you were about to smile until the girl from the party came to mind, she has long hair too. the thought made you frown as you sat up "what?" he sits up as well.

"nothing" you smile "it's late, we should clean up and go to sleep"

"don't worry about it, let's just go to sleep" standing up from the couch he reaches out his hand to you, you knew what he wanted. more like what he was gonna say, he was gonna tell you to stay with him since it was late.

but what he didn't know was that you were pissed for his response, why couldn't the bitch change her hair color just like she cakes her face.

but you weren't gonna miss the chance of staying with yoongi. taking his hand you both walk to his bedroom, where you both lay on each side and fall asleep.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"how did the date go?"

"it went good" your friend grins, causing all the other girls to squeal like high school girls. your sitting in the cafeteria in your campus with your group of friends, they are all dating unlike you. you always seem to be the one left out when it comes to these conversations.

"y/n, my boyfriend actually told me his friend was having a mixer and I told him about you. do you want to go?"

"i don't know" you laugh awkwardly

"don't tell me you're planning to stay virgin till marriage" they all stare at you with intense looks, as if they could eat you up.

"i just don't want to loose it to a random person..." you mutter, causing them to all nod "there's nothing wrong with that" abby ruffles your hair "but you never go out, how are you planning to ever find someone"

"don't rush her" jihye says as she pulls you into a hug "leave my innocent y/n alone, if she doesn't wanna meet anyone then it's fine. her time will come"

"what about junho, you both were hanging out"

"oh we're just friends...i'm not attracted to him at all" you make sure to clear the air about junho and you since you knew what everyone was saying.

"as long as you don't go running after yoongi all the time i'm sure you'll find someone" she says sarcastically

you play with the spoon as they continue to talk about their boyfriends and their sex life as if they didn't care you were there.

either way, you didn't want them to not include you in their little group talks, it would be awkward if they didn't even acknowledge you. they respected that you were a virgin but they were really pushy at times.

just as you were listening to them, you see yoongi walking into the cafeteria with his group of friends. abby follows your sight of vision and grins "namjoon is hot, i hear his dick is so fucking good" she shakes her head in approval

"nah, jungkook" the girls all nod as they hum in sync. you stare at them and look back at the guys. "you guys are a bunch of hoes" you say, causing them to laugh. "for namjoon, yes"

"but you have a boyfriend" you tell her, point the spoon her direction with disapproving eyes "shh child" she puts your arm down "let me dream"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

waiting in the library once more for yoongi, you sit there watching a show as you wait. he texted you saying he was on his way but you had already watched two episodes. taking out your phone you give him a call, only to be sent to voicemail.

the grip on your phone tightens as you frown knowing damn well what he was up to. he always answers, except when he was with her. feeling annoyed you take out a post it note. you leave the note on the table, knowing he'll find it cause you always sit in the same table. grabbing your bag you decide to head home feeling defeated.

MEANWHILE....

she rubbed her hand on his thigh as she kissed his jawline "you kept ditching me this week" yoongi was in fact trapped with his play thing at the moment. he could see you sent him messages and such, but he had needs that needed to be fulfilled.

"i know, i've just been busy" he kisses her back as she locks her lips with his. undoing his belt, she gets on her knees in front of him. "get rid of it"

"what?" he says as he lifts his hips helping her pull down his pants and boxers "your little distraction" he chuckles at her bold words, taking hold of his harden cock she gives him a long lick from the base to the head "why don't you stop talking and use your mouth for something else" kissing his tip she opens her mouth taking him in whole.

"yea, just like that" holding onto her head, he thrusts into her mouth hitting the back of her throat causing her to moan and gag as he holds his dick on the back of her throat for a moment. his eyes were shut close, head laid back as he tried to ignore the buzzing phone.

wiping her mouth she looks up at yoongi "your leaving?" he ignores her as he throws his jacket on "yeah, i have to go meet someone"

"that's not fair, what about me?" she pouts

"you'll be fine" I already took too fucking long, I was suppose to meet her an hour ago. she must still be waiting.

grabbing his bag he walks to the door "my distraction might keep me busy, don't text me like we have some sort of relationship" he winks at her before walking out the door leaving her annoyed, kneeled on the floor.

walking into the library he rushes to the spot you always sit but sees you aren't there. walking to the table he thought you might've gone to the bathroom or something but instead of your bag or notebook there as you'd always leave for him he found a note

I'm heading home, make sure to eat once you get home.

- Y/N

folding the note he sticks it in his pocket he lets out a puff of air, annoyed did she get mad. Once he got to the building he rings your doorbell. but there was no answer. not wanting to barge in, he calls your phone but no answer. sighing he gives up after ringing your bell a few more times before entering his apartment.

"i'll make it up to her later" he says walking to his room to get a change of clothes.

you lay on your bed as you hear the last doorbell sound. "took him a long ass time to come back home, dumb whore" you were angry, you wanted him to just pay attention to you but he was still going to her.

what bothered you the most is that this girl was different from the rest, she has been with him longer than the rest. jihye said it's probably cause she isn't clingy. the moment they become clingy he leaves the relationship.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"I'm busy today" yoongi tells the person on the other end of the call. after ignoring his calls he decided to just sit outside on the bench that's in front of the building for a smoke.

"i'll call you" he says shutting his phone off and leaving it on the side "bitches mad annoying these days" putting a cigarette between his lips he presses on his lighter. just as he was about to reach the other end of the stick, the lighter is yanked out of his hand "really yoongi, you know this shit ain't good for you" there stood the girl who had him waiting outside.

chuckling he takes the cigarette out from between his lips "come on babe, what am I suppose to do then" taking it from his hand she takes the cigar box and shoves it inside only to put it in her back pocket "I got jolly ranchers"

yoongi was about to answer but she took his hand and was pulling him up the stairs. he stares at her frame as he walks behind her "i'd rather have something else that's sweeter" he licks his lips. rolling your eyes you opens the door and walk inside.

"are you mad at me" he says as she opens the side tables drawer

"why would I be mad?"

"you didn't answer my calls nor opened the door"

"you have keys you could've entered" closing it shut, you turn around grabbing yoongi's hand "green, the ones you like" in his palm there were four green jolly ranchers.

"i guess" they walk to the living room as he unwraps one and sticks it in his mouth. "but i'm still taking these back" reaching for your back pocket from your jeans he takes the box of cigarettes.

"yoongi i'm serious"

"so am i, i'm eating the jolly rancher. don't be mad" he gives you his gummy smile

"what ever" letting her body fall on the couch he stares at her from where he stands "why were you ignoring me"

"I wasn't, I was asleep"

"right" he answers sarcastically

"why were you late"

"the guys were being mad annoying" he rolls his eyes playfully, sitting across from her. the way he could just lie to her made her feel annoyed "next time just tell me where you're at and i'll go" you unwrap a jolly rancher you had gotten for yourself.

"you wanna hang out with my friends?" he was surprised since you never wanted to go even when he invited you. "better than being alone for hours"

"i guess, sure next time i'll tell you"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"Stay still, you moving around like that isn't helping" you slap his hand as you try to help him take out the eye contact that he couldn't take out himself.

You were about to go to sleep after hanging out and eating dinner when he calls you telling you that he either can't get the contact out or it fell but to get your ass over and help him. He was sitting on the couch in front of a small mirror when you entered.

This is the situation.

"Well you poked my fucking eye" he hisses, of course he was exaggerating. Hovering over him as you try to get a better look at his eye he keeps closing it on purpose. "That's it" In a swift move you straddle him pushing him back against the couch as you tilt his head back. "Now stay still" dumbfounded he stares at you speechless.

"I think you dropped it...." Distancing yourself from him you sit back on his lap. As he stares at you. "So you planning to get off or what"

"So much for saying thank you" rolling your eyes, you place your hands on his shoulder as you were about to stand up. Wait a damn minute, this is my chance to mess with him, you thought.

Letting yourself fall back on his lap you stare into his eyes. Which one was red which you in fact did poke. Wrapping your hands around him you decide to just sit there and hug him. "Y/n, that's enough" he laughs, hands on your waist as he tries to make you stand. leaning into his ear you whisper his name, your fingertips slightly brushing against the back on his neck

"what" he says unaffected.

Thinking about what one of the characters in the books you read would do, you decide to move your hips against him. making him mutter your name as his grip on your waist tightens.

"What" you look him in the eye before moving your hips again, sharper than before. "Alright that's enough" gripping your thighs he abruptly stands, dropping you on the sofa as he turns "thanks for the help, I'm gonna go finish what I was doing. See yourself out" without giving you a glance he walks away. You hear him enter the rest room.

"That was a fucking fail" you sigh, screaming into a couch pillow. Closing his contacts container you leave his apartment

"Fuckk" yoongi strokes his cock with his hand, rubbing his thumb on the tip. "Mmm y/n" calling your name he thrusts into his fist. "Shit" bitting his bottom lip he continued to pump himself in a fast pace. Your name escaped his lips as he releases all over his hand.

Head leaning against the shower wall, he lets the water help him calm down after his release "this girl...stop thinking about her before you get hard again" sighing he turns off the water.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"Here have some lemonade before we go" he hands you a bottle of lemonade as he grabs your suitcase. your parents called asking you guys to visit this weekend. yoongi for once didn't reject the offer.

"thanks" you enter the car as he shuts the door once your in, making his way to the trunk to put the luggage away. you were expecting something to happen after you basically rubbed yourself on him but he was nonchalant as always.

opening the bottle as he enters the car you take a sip before passing it to him, staring at you confused you laugh "drink some"

"are you gonna wanna get something to eat during the drive" he says as he drinks from the bottle. pursing your lips as you ponder of what you should get he hands you the bottle back.

"sandwiches? honestly, I should've done food before we left"

"nah, it's fine. lets go get some then"

in the end you got two sandwiches while he got a corn dog saying he wasn't as hungry. you both make your way to the car while he's just devouring his corn dog.

"you sure you're not gonna want something else" you ask him as you both get in the car, he only shakes his head.

the car ride was quiet until you took over the radio playing your favorite music, he didn't like your taste in music but he didn't care. he loved hearing you sing your heart out to every song.

opening your sandwich you were about to take a bite but you felt him staring at you. sighing you turn to him "what? you want it?"

he only grins as he looks back at the road "here" grabbing his hand you place the sandwich on his hand, rolling your eyes since you knew he wasn't gonna be filled with just the corn dog. your should've gotten him his own extra share.

but you were hungry...one wasn't enough. pouting you opened your other sandwich taking a bite out of it. Did he forget that i'm the one that said we should get sandwiches.

he laughs as he sees you eat with a angry look on your face "want it back?"

"no"

"will one be enough for you"

"no, that's why i got two" you take another bite as you glare at him

"then take it"

"i don't eat left overs"

he gasps sarcastically " how are they leftovers"

"because you bit it and you probably didn't even want it but just messed with me"

glancing your way once more he grins "i was just teasing you a little"

looking his way, he had that same gummy smile that makes your insides melt. "so what, are you giving it back" you toss the wrapper into the bag

"nope"

he continued to eat my fucking sandwich.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

arriving at the house of your parents you both get down. "i'll get the suit cases, head inside first" he says as he opens the trunk. you nod before walking up the stone path as you head up the house, you can hear music playing.

you could hear how it was coming from the back, walking around the house you enter the backyard through the side gate "we're homeeee" you yell out as you enter the gate to find both your families sitting together.

"look at my little girl" your mom gets up and rushes to you. pulling you into a tight hug "you guys need to visit more often" she showers you with kisses "mommm, i just saw you a couple weeks ago" you whine.

"where's yoongi" his dad puts down a plate he had brought from inside

"bringing the luggage" you turn to look at the gate, wondering why he's taken long "hold on, lemme go get him" you smile, getting any excuse to get away from all the smooches.

walking back to the front of the house you find yoongi leaning against his car smoking your luggages also put up against the car. you sigh before making your way towards him

"really? they're waiting for us and you're out here doing this" stopping in front of him you cross your arms raising a brow in disapproval. he smirks before blowing towards you causing you to wave the smoke away

"really?"

"you know the moment i get in there, my dad starts telling me i should change career" he's about to put the cigarette between his lips but you take it out of his hand tossing it on the floor only to step on it.

"you should really quit, it's bad for you"

looking up you see his hand extended out towards you

"what?"

"give me a jolly rancher"

"what? i don't have any with me"

rolling his eyes he takes out the pack of cigarettes

"yoongi they're waiting for us" you whine, taking it from his hands

"then give me something sweet" he taps his lips

"later" wrapping your arm around his, you grab your suit case with your other hand . he stood there staring at you "get yours genius" he groans in frustration as he grabs it and pulls you towards the house

entering the lions den as yoongi sees it you both leave the suit cases at the back entrance before joining the rest at the table

"hey" the little boy sitting next to you greets you.

"hello" you smile

"my name is hajun" his eyes sparked as he looked at you

"ah..my name is y/n"

"that's a pretty name" his cheeks turn into a pinkish blush

"who's the flirt" yoongi says as he sits opposite from you after greeting his parents, you shrug.

"he's my friends kid, she had something to do this weekend so he'll be here" your mom smiles

looking at the kid, you see him staring at you

"do you think my daughter is pretty" your mom tells the boy in a teasing way only for him to nod and everyone laughs but yoongi

"is he your boyfriend"

"no"

"yes"

yoongi and you both look at each other, you look confuse as you mouth, what the fuck

he shrugs before drinking from the glass of water

"wait is he?" the boy pouts

"no, he's just messing around"

"really yoongi? he's only six" his mom shakes her head as she chuckles

"what, gotta let the kid know he has no chance. letting a kid be delusional is bad for them" he shrugs

you all laugh as both boys stare at each other, yoongi had a smug look while hajun was glaring at him

"you're too young kid" he laughs

your hand meets your face as you couldn't believe yoongi was fighting with a kid. "are you guys hungry?" your mom speaks up, only for you to glare at yoongi who was already giving you a gummy smile knowing you were gonna tell that he ate your food and he wasn't wrong you did tell.

"yes, yoongi ate my food" crossing your arms.

"i told her she could have it back but then went and called them left overs" he starts to complain but his mom pulls his ear while lecturing him in a playful way about stealing your food. of course all he did was laugh, but his eyes never left you.

after eating you guys sat there and caught up with your parents, while you tried to keep up with the conversation you also tried to give hajun attention as he kept talking to you.

"y/n"

"what"

"come over here" yoongi says as he gets up and walks towards the glass door to enter the house

excusing yourself you walk behind him, he picks up both your suitcases as he opens the door.

"what happened?"

"give me what you said"

"what?" extending his hand he raises a brow

rolling your eyes you walk to the counter and open the jar that has always been there ever since you were a kid and just like then, it was filled with lollipops. your dad has a sweet tooth.

pulling the wrapper off you walk up to him, pressing it against his lips "there, suck" he grabs onto the lolipop, one brow raised at you as chai you wink before walking off leaving him dumbfounded.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"How's she doing in school" yoongi was sitting on the chair swing with your dad, you had gone inside to help clean up after everyone ate.

"she's doing fine, she'll be graduating on time" he takes a sip of the beer

"that's good, thanks for watching out for her" he chuckles, putting his hand on yoongi's shoulder he gives it a small squeeze before looking at his wife

"i just don't want her to mess up and end up struggling like we did, young and with a kid...life just doesn't treat you the same" before you guys went off to college, your dad did not agree with you going away. only after yoongi promised to watch over you did he allow you to go somewhere far.

"don't worry i keep an eye on her" he chuckles, your dad nods giving yoongi a little nudge with his elbow "don't be too protective" making both of them laugh. getting off the swing he walks to yoongi's dad who was stacking up the chairs.

yoongi looks at you as you walk to hajun giving him a lollipop time to go torment the kid, getting up from the swing he walk over to both of you. the kid unwraps the lollipop only for yoongi to steal it.

"yoongi, really? it's his" you hit his arm.

"what, did you also tell him to suck on it too?" he laughs before putting it in his mouth. rolling your eyes you reach into your pocket and hand him another lollipop

"don't listen to him, he's just a bully"

"nah, she's the real evil one. don't trust her, women are all the same" yoongi acts hurt as he wipes his fake tears

"did noona reject you" he frowns, feeling sorry for yoongi.

you couldn't hold your laugh as yoongi looks at him with a really bitch look.

"my mom says you shouldn't force love. it'll come naturally"

"how old are you again kid" yoongi asked annoyed

"alright alright, your right hajun" you pat his head giving him a sweet smile.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

you were getting a change of clothes from your suitcase before getting a call from yoongi

"are you sleeping" he says

"no, why?"

"i'm not tired"

"ok? i am"

"then why aren't you sleeping"

"cause i haven't changed my clothes..i was talking to my mom" shutting your suitcase you place some shorts and a large t-shirt on the bed "come on lets go out, i'm not tired"

"no, yoongi go to sleep"

"but i hate that room"

you let out a sigh, knowing damn well what he wants, every time you guys come to visit he always wants to sneak into your room without your parent's noticing

"you just wanna avoid your dad tomorrow morning"

"and if that's the reason, is my best friend not gonna help me?"

you couldn't help but laugh at his childish behavior "fine, hurry up. the window is open"

"alright"

it didn't take long before you see a cat like person crawling through your window

"babe, at least open the window more" he rubs his head at the same spot he just hit while sneaking in.

"shhh, they'll hear you" yoongi waves you off as emphasizes how extra you could be. you end up going to the bathroom to change into your outfit. "okay, take this as a opportunity" you tell yourself in the mirror. your hands tight in fist as you try to boost your confidence . getting a bottle of water for him you go back to your room.

"here"

"thanks"

getting into the bed you lay by the wall, having him lay on the other side. the bed wasn't as big as the one back in your apartment. your knees touched in this bed. your goal, to cuddle.

"i'm gonna turn off the light"

"ok"

you both lay in silence, it wasn't an awkward silence. not until yoongi groans, sitting up pulling his shirt over his head. "what are you doing" you exclaim as he tosses his shirt at the end of the bed "what, i can't sleep with this shirt. i forgot to change" he whines as he get under the covers again.

trying to calm your fastened heart beat you lay on your side facing him. "are you sleepy now"

"nope, but it's better than being alone" he stares at the ceiling. you were both raised here together. your parents are friends. well both your moms were. they both got pregnant around the same time and this is how you guys ended up being inseparable.

unlike you he didn't have the happiest moments. his parents always fighting and there was always as chance of them getting a divorce. it wasn't like this before he was born, his dad would tell him repeatedly.

but yoongi found peace at your house, making it his home. the fighting at some point got so bad yoongi himself yelled he'll fill up the divorce papers himself so they can just sign and go their own way. he was tired. yoongi went to live with you that summer.

i heard his parents fought less with him around. yoongi was never the same after that when ever he was around them.

his eyes were shut, as you stared as his perfect face. lifting your hand you move the hair strand that covered his eyes "what is it" he was getting sleepy, you could tell by his voice.

"yoongi" he hums in response

scooting closer to him you decide to just take action first and hug him first.

"what are you doing" he says looking down at you

"the bed is small, and since you're taking over the rest of my blanket I can't hug it to sleep" he chuckles, knowing you need to hug something to sleep. Something he always found cute about you. "you're such a child" he teases, hugging you back.

"want me to scratch your head" he chuckles, knowing you love it when your mom especially passes her hand through your head

"yeah" you smile

in the books i read this position, it's the sweetheart cradle.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"i thought you guys weren't boyfriend and girlfriend" hajun speaks up as he enters the room, he gasps so loudly you both woke up

"we aren't" you sit up quickly, not being able to enjoy waking up next to yoongi's side due to this snotty nosey brat

the kid pouts but glares at yoongi who also sat up but leaned against the headboard smirking "told you there was no chance at all"

"shut up" you punch his arm, you were afraid this kid would go tell your parents

"wheres mom" you ask him as your crawl to the edge of the bed. yoongi on the other hand had a good view of your ass and he didn't bother to not look away instead he stared as your shorts rode up your butt as you crawled to the end of the bed. he had a urge to not give it a firm grab or slap your ass.

"they left, she told me to come get you" he looks at you after glaring at yoongi for a good minute

"alright, let me get ready and we can go out. the three of us"

"can't we leave him here" he points at yoongi

"no can do kid, you can't just try to pull a move without the other man being there. that's cheating"

"you did, last night" he rolls his eyes at yoongi who stood up and picked up his shirt. walking to hajun who was at the doorway he pats his head "i said man" and walks out

hajun ran after him yelling, leaving you on the bed fed up with their rivalry.

"Can I hold your hand?" hajun rushes to your side as yoongi stays behind to lock the doors. he kept looking back to see if yoongi was coming.

"sure" grabbing his small hand into yours you begin to speed walk while laughing knowing he wanted to get as far as possible from yoongi.

you couldn't even cross the street before yoongi scooped him off the ground, throwing him over his shoulder "hey put me down" he yells kicking

"nope" yoongi then takes your hand in his and crosses the street. "don't drop him yoongi" you pinch him with your nails as he holds your hand "i won't, if he doesn't move"

"y/n please, i'm not a kid. tell him to put me down"

"yoon-" before you could say anything he leans down to your height whispering into your ear "if i put him down i'll have no choice but to make you switch places with him"

your face heated up as his raspy voice whispered to you. looking at the young boy who was dangling over his shoulder pleading for you to help him you give him a apologetic smile "sorry"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"it's not fair"

"too bad"

"play fair"

"she's not some prize kid"

they kept going at each other as you walked to the store to get some snacks. "go play on the swing or something" yoongi shoos him away only to have the boy frown and he was clearly angry

"why does it bother you. you like her and don't even make a move"

yoongi chuckles, pulling out a jolly rancher from his pocket. i really wanna smoke right now, he thought as he tasted the green apple in his mouth. "what makes you say that"

"you look at her the way the mail man looks at my mom" he gasps at the young boys words he almost choked on the jolly rancher.

yoongi was determined that this kid was out to get him.

"you should really tell your dad about that" he gives the kid a concerning look. the kid takes a seat next to him shaking his head "I don't got to. He knows"

the conversation just went to shit. not even to make a joke about it, this is like what...character development for the kid? yoongi thought to himself

"damn kid that's fucked up" really?

the kid only shrugs

"parents are over rated" taking out another jolly rancher he hands it to the kid "here"

"thanks" unwrapping it he looks at yoongi "so what? do you like her or not"

"she's my best friend"

"but do you like her"

"kid, mind your business" he rolls his eyes. getting annoyed by a little ass kid made him even more annoyed.

"does it feel nice?"

"what" yoongi sighs

"being in love?"

"how old are you again?" yoongi grins as the kid purses his lip probably wanting to curse at this elder so bad.

"it's nice to be in love, but it doesn't justify cheating. cheating is bad, don't be a bad man"

the weekend came to an end and you both were making your way back home after saying good bye to everyone.

suddenly hajun and yoongi were on good terms.

"what were you two talking about the other day. after that he just kept following you around" you ask yoongi as you open the bottle cap for his drink, handing it to him.

"stuff"

"oh really?" you roll your eyes as he laughs. "don't be mad sweetheart, we were talking about you too"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"nah man you're cheating" the guy across from jimin throws the cards on the table. everyone was cheering jimin who just won a shit load of money.

"can we borrow this chair" a girl with ginger hair taps on the chair next to namjoon. "you can, or you can sit on my lap" he grins

"are you going home early?" taehyung asks yoongi who was already standing up from the table

"ye-" he's interrupted as the girl who was sitting next to him speaks up "why are you leaving? the night just started" she gives her sweet smile

"let's get a drink, somewhere else just the two of us" the ends of his lips curve into a smirk as he lowers himself to her height "what? i didn't hear you" his arm makes its way to her waist as he pulls her up.

"i said lets go somewhere else" bodies up against each other he takes another drink from his cup before walking away with his arm wrapped around her.

his hands sneaked under her dress giving him the chance to grope her ass helping her grind against his thigh as they made out.

kissing along his jaw she worked her way down to his neck ready to mark him but he stops her "no marks" pushing her down on the bed he unbuttons his shirt tossing it onto the floor before pulling the dress over her body. "let's make it quick"

pulling her panties down he positions himself in between her legs, rubbing his thumb on her entrance "look at this" he grins "i didn't even touch you down there yet"

he wasted no time to align himself to her entrance and thrust into her, groaning until he was fully inside her. not giving her any time to adjust he holds her waist thrusting into her without any warning,

"oh fuuuuck" the girl holds onto the bed sheets

she loved how it felt to have his strong hands on her hips as he picked up the pace, he wasn't giving her any time to think of anything but him. the louder she moaned the more harder he went.

"mm fuck, you like that"

"yes, fuckk harder please" she whines as he rubs her clit with his fingers

"fuckk i'm so close" she reaches for his neck as she pulls him down for a kiss. their mouths never leaving each other as he thrusts into her harder and harder each time. she digs her nails onto his back. causing him to grab her hands pinning them over her head. she releases but he fucks her till he's done. filling up the condom he grunts as he thrusts into her a few more times before pulling out.

"shit, that was amazing" she says out of breath

yoongi hums in response as he gets off the bed disposing the condom, he begins to get dressed.

"where are you going?"

without stopping yoongi glances at the naked girl who he was just begging him to fuck her. he grins as he buttons up his shirt "don't tell me this is your first time having a one night stand"

"what?"

"i just wanted to fuck, nothing special is gonna come out of this" and with those last words he grabs his jacket shutting the door behind him as leaves her all alone. walking to the bathroom he freshens up, cleaning the lipstick stains that were decorating his neck.

"fuck it's already late" he groans.

yoongi enters your apartment to find you sitting at your table doing homework "it's almost 3 in the morning why are you still up?" he makes his way towards you

"i could ask you the same" you smile

"jimin had a party, invited me last minute. dude was having too much fun" standing behind you he hugs you from behind. a moment you were suppose to enjoy was ruined before it could begin. your smile became a frown.

"he wasn't the only one having fun" you pull on his arm to push him away, leaving him dumbfounded.

"you smell" you say as you nudge him away some more

"really?"

"yeah" pushing your chair out you pick up your books. closing them since you had finish your work.

"ok? don't tell me your mad?"

"no"

"then? why does it bother you?" grabbing your wrist to stop you from walking to your room he stands behind you "come on y/n" he whines cutely but it wasn't gonna work on me. not today.

"shower when you come back from parties, you smell like a bitch" pulling her hand out of his grip she shuts the door from her room.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

today you wanted to do anything but be with yoongi. it made you furious the thought of him being with someone else. you hated it.

"are you not going to school" yoongi says over the phone"

" i have no classes today"

"are you still mad about yesterday"

you sigh, rubbing your temple before answering "i wasn't mad, i'm just sensitive to smell. anyways i got something to do. talk to you later" you hang up the phone not giving him any time to answer.

yoongi raised his brow as you stared at his phone, he wanted to make of you at the way you were acting but he knew it'll only piss you off more.

"bro another place tonight. what do you say?" jimin throws his arm over his shoulder

"i can't"

"why not?" he whines

"i have a cat that gets pissed when i come home with a bitchy scent" shaking jimin off he makes his way to the parking lot.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"i've never been with someone who's dick is so big" she expresses while holding her hands up at a certain length.

"y/n, have you ever had sex with yoongi?" they all stared at you with curious eyes

"i mean you guys are friends, why not" she nudges your arm while giggling.

trying not to show how the question caught you by surprise you scrunch your nose "really guys, i'm eating why do we have to talk about these things" shaking your head as you chuckle they laugh.

looking at your phone you couldn't help but notice yoongi hadn't contacted you all day. usually if you guys would hang out together he'd let you know. the fact that there was no message had two meanings either he was gonna be with the guys or he picked up some needy girl again.

since you didn't have any classes today you decided to spend time with your friends which you don't get to a lot well cause of school or just you being busy chasing after yoongi.

"hey, yoongi just called me asking if we we're together" jihye says as she rushes to catch up to you guys, she had stopped to get some yogurt. "what? why didn't he just call me?" "he said he did call you"

taking out your phone you see five missed calls from yoongi and about 15 messages. "oh" pressing your finger over his contact you call him.

"i know you're mad but at least call me, will ya. you didn't even tell me where you were going" he speaks loudly, letting jihye who was walking along side you hear him very clearly. glancing at jihye you give her a apologetic smile "sorry, i'ma go" you mouth as you point towards the bottom floor. she just nods before catching up to the other girls.

"sorry, i'm at the mall with my friends. I'll head home now" you might be mad at him, but the fact that he's looking for you. like shit you'll waste this chance.

"what mall, i'll go pick you up. it's getting late"

"oh okay, xxx mall. i'll wait for you at the food court we always eat at when we come together"

"alright babe, just wait for me there then" he hangs up without realizing that those simple words gave you butterflies.

"heyy" you give him a smile as he opens the door of the passengers seat for you. rolling his eyes, "don't hey me, you ignored me all day"

"don't be mad, you ignore me too when you're out playing hooky. here i got you a pretzel" you forcefully place the pretzel on his hand as you get into the car "playing hooky? why are you ang-" taking the handle into your hand you pull shut the door before he could even answer.

"i'm not mad" you say once he gets into the car

"yeah sure, i know you are"

"what makes you so sure"

"y/n, i don't like pretzels" he waves it in front of you.

"ohh. right i got confused" taking the pretzel from his hand you bite into it, dumbfounded he blinks before asking "confused? who are you out eating pretzels with?"

you shrug, taking another bite as you try to hold you're laugh back. it was as if he had taken a blow to the stomach he looked offended and confused himself "give me that" he rips the pretzel from your hand as he decides to eat it.

"wait but you sai-"

"shut up" he starts the engine, driving home.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"are you still mad" he says as he tosses the keys onto the bowl. you both decided to eat at his place, while you tried to not laugh at his childish behavior. "no, are you mad?"

"no" he could say no but he looked mad. over a pretzel? "what?"

"nothing"

I don't know how to explain it, but as we looked at each other. Everything else was quiet, there was a tension. made me feel bubbly inside. even if he was still standing at the doorway while i was leading against the sofa we just stared at each other.

clearing his throat as he breaks eye contact he kicks his shoes off "you keep staring, do you want something"

shaking your head in reply before moving towards him slowly. you could hear yourself screaming inside but there was this feeling, and you wanted to take advantage of it. "y/n" he says as you grab his hands "sorry alright, i'll answer your messages" you tell him as you wrap his hands around you before you hug him. not pushing you away he holds onto you.

"lately i feel like everything bothers you"

you only shrug in response, "hey look at me" his hand makes its way under your chin as he lifts your head to look up at him "what"

"whats with you these days, you've been acting weird"

fuck. should i just do this. his lips are inches away from me....what if i ju-

you were pulled back into reality as his phone ranged. but he didn't pick up, his hands never leaving your sides, his eyes never leaving yours. you felt like your knees were going to give out at any minute due to his intense stare. the phone stops ringing, but it didn't end there. before you could even speak up it rings again.

seeing how you had something to say he grabs his phone looking at who was calling. letting you see the name clearly. and you knew it was her.

"you sure you don't want to answer?"

shaking his head he sticks the phone back into his back pocket after muting it. "i'll answer later, first i wanna know what's been bothering you lately. i feel like you're following me around" he chuckles but he was serious.

letting go off him you step back only to have him pull you back into his chest.

"why" is all he says before closing the gap between the two of you. your heart was beating fast and you wondered if he felt it too. "i'm just looking out for you"

"looking out for me?" he raises a brow in confusion

"you go around too much"

"go around?"

"you know what i mean"

what the fuck are you saying,,,,this isn't how it was suppose to be you feel like running away but he had you in his grip.

"you keep getting in my business these days cause you think i go around too much" he says with a sarcastic tone. " i just don't think you should play with people's feelings like that" fuck it if i'm talking might as well talk

letting go, he steps back "what? where is this coming from" of course he's confused. why wouldn't he be? you never cared about things like where he was or who he was with. you never even cared enough to go with him to see his friends or parties. you didn't meet his eyes after he spoke, scoffing at how you were acting he shakes his head "not that it concerns you but who ever i hook up with, isn't really your business"

"you guys are just fuck buddies, how is that healthy at all"

"it's called killing time, they know what they get into when they come to me" he sighs, brushing his hair back "why am i explaining myself to you?" turning around he walks to the bowl to grab his keys "wait" you rush to grab his arm

"what now?"

"if you're just doing it to kill time, then do it with me"

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g00dgirlprincess-2 · 2 months ago

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Story Time;

For weeks I've been getting weird messages from a number I don't recognize and about once every two weeks a little treats left to me with a cute note that says "I'll wait forever"

At first I didn't eat them, scared they were poisoned but eventually I caved and they are so good.

One night though the treat has a new note beside it.

"Forever is now."

Confused, I eat the treat like normal, and then I start to feel sleepy, I'm able to make it to my bed before I pass out, when I wake up it feels like I'm in my bedroom, it certainly looks like it, down to the weird crack in the wall, but..I know I'm not.

My head is pounding, I try to get up and see my hands are bound with a chain, I look down and see my pajamas have been replaced with cute black lingerie. Startled, I yank at the restraints, my heart racing, then a voice comes from the doorway, they're masked so I can't see who they are but I feel like I know the voice.

"Don't even try it Princess, you're not getting out of that until I say so."

I take a breath, feeling really turned on when I should be scared, the person behind the mask comes over to the bed, their hands starting to touch me not in a sexual way but just to study my body.

I shiver under their touch, glaring up at them, I'm not gagged or blindfolded, two things I'm not a fan of, but how did they know.

"Those pictures you sent," they say eyes looking over my body, squeezing my breasts then down to my hips.

"Do no justice for the real fucking thing."

"Let me go." I say, my voice betraying how scared I am.

"No." They say, their voice firm. "Fuck no baby we've got plans remember?"

I give them a confused look, they pull out their phone and pull up past chats of me begging them to fuck me, to breed me, I look up at them horrified.

"I think we've waited long enough Princess."

For days they fuck me for hours, using the restraints to switch positions, I wish I could say I hate it but they make me feel so good every time they touch me and the aftercare is immaculate. I find out the chain that binds me is long enough to get me to the bathroom and an area that has some snacks like grapes and apples, but nothing I can cook with. Smart, I wouldn't trust me this soon either. A week goes by and I'm so starved for them that I crave their touch, I get needy even when they come down just to hang out with me.

A month goes by and I'm getting sick in the mornings, my period is late but my cycle has always been weird so I don't bring it up, I'm a lot more tired now and my captor normally comes down to fuck me and wait til I fall asleep before they leave.

Another month of being bred day and night, fucked until I can hardly move when my stomach starts to swell.

My captor comes down one day, the usual, lips on mine, ready to fuck me full once again when their hands rest on my belly, they smile no longer wearing the mask, they don't fuck me this time they're more slow, gentle, drawing out each orgasm until I'm begging for them to stop.

The next day they come down and give me a pregnancy test as I'm cooking dinner for us, they finish up while I go to the bathroom, ten minutes later my captor, my partner, fucks me into the bed again. Chains off, they don't need them anymore, they have nothing new to chain me to them for the rest of my life.

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brittscafe · 1 year ago

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I loved your aftermath of TYBW headcanons can I request a scenario for all the same characters (Jushiro, Shunsui, Shinji, Byakuya, Kenpachi, Renji, Ichigo, and Toshiro) where they’re in battle (doesn’t have to be TYBW) and they find the character unconscious and badly beaten. I would love for them all to have happy endings lol but i’ll let you decide whatever ending haha ❤️

Yesss, of course! Also...thank you guys for over 300 followers! <3 <3

Jūshirō: His slender eyes dart around admit the chaos, trying to find his safe haven...you. Jūshirō chokes on a gasp, bringing up a shaky hand to his mouth.

His eyes scan over your body on the ground, eyes closed and face full of scratches. His silver hair sways in the wind that he can't feel or more he chooses not to feel it.

Jūshirō's palms are sweaty and he gulps, trying to swallow his doubt.

"God, please be alive," Jūshirō mumbles out underneath his breath, tears glistening his eyes.

"Captain! What's wrong?" Rukia rushes over, concern filling her orbs.

"Get the medics now!" Jūshirō demands and Rukia nods her head, rushing down the long walls of the soul society. Jūshirō kneels down on the ground and grabs onto your hand.

Jūshirō Ukitake was going to be the last person to ever leave your side. He interlaces your fingers and squeezes your hand tightly. He didn't care about the fact that his white uniform was getting covered in dirt.

His eyes never leave you as he carefully wraps his arms around your waist. Jūshirō ever so slowly lifts you up from the ground and into his lap.

Your head rests on his forearm and Jūshirō's lips can't help but tug into a tiny smile, admiring your face.

So that's exactly what Jūshirō did until the medics arrive. Held you and admired you.

Shunsui: He leaps off of buildings in the soul society, glancing around. You left the barracks a few hours ago and haven't come back. To say Shunsui is worried is an exaggeration.

Shunsui wears a frown that he can't seem to wipe off. His feet land on the ground and his chest pounds heavily. His eyes rake over your slump body on its side on the ground.

"Oh, my little petal. I'm so sorry," Shunsui whispers with the softest voice. He slowly walks over to you and places the back of his palm over your forehead.

The cocky grin that always seems to be on his face is nowhere in sight. Shunsui wears a tired, sullen expression as he hangs his head low in shame.

He runs his hand down your forehead and cups your cheek. The warmness of your skin makes Shunsui's heart skips a beat and he lets out a sigh of relief.

"Come on. Let's get you to Unohana," Shunsui speaks kindly.

Shinji: When the poor man finds you unconscious and beaten on the ground, he loses it. I mean he's throwing things around, trying not to lose his shit, he does, but more than anything, he's mad.

His anger takes over his being. Shinji clenches his fists and the knuckles of his hands turn a bright white. Shinji collects himself and reaches out his hand towards you.

"So, I've see you found our snack for later," a man snarls out and Shinji snaps his head towards him. Anger pumps through every single vein in his body and smoke is practically coming out of his ears.

"What?" Shinji asks through gritted teeth, glaring at the two men. If glares could kill, these men would be cut in half.

"It really is a shame. She was fighting back so hard and the last thing she said was your name," one of the men comment with a wryly smirk across his face.

Shinji steps in front of you and raises his sword up.

I'll protect you, y/n, no matter what.

"Ban...kai,"

Byakuya: The moment Renji told him you were in trouble, it wasn't long before Byakuya had a whole army behind him. Marching down the path outside the soul society in the little town, Rukia and Renji follow behind their leader.

"Byakuya..." Rukia calls out, gasping loudly. Byakuya's eyes darken at the sight of you and he quickly glances away.

"What do you want us to do?" Renji asks, inhaling sharply.

"Go, now," Byakuya demands with enough bitterness behind his voice to make Renji and Rukia not hesitate to return back.

The moment he knew Rukia and Renji were gone, Byakuya lets out a deep sigh. He runs his hands over his face and carefully wraps his arms around you.

Byakuya effortlessly lifts you off the ground and up into his arms. Your body is slump against his and he brushes your hair out from your face.

He tucks the stray pieces of hair behind your ear and lets out a deep breath.

He wasn't going to admit it, but he was deathfully afraid of losing you. Byakuya's heart rams against his chest and his breath gets caught in his throat.

You are so fragile in this state, but Byakuya was already fragile with you enough, he's not so sure how much more gentle he can be. You are Byakuya's light, hope, and his ever being for finding happiness in his life again.

He couldn't lose you and he wasn't going to.

Byakuya wasn't sure of a time he used his flash step so rapidly and often. There wasn't a second where his eyes weren't on you, making sure you were still breathing.

Once he got you to the medics, he didn't leave your side. His hand was always in yours until you woke up...

Kenpachi: Please, buckle up for the bumpy ride ahead ahem...

Kenpachi had already sensed that something was wrong the moment you left the barracks. He should've left sooner, he knew he should've.

Too late. Too goddamn late.

Kenny could hear your spirit energy fading away as your heartbeat slows down. You were on the brink of death and he could't deny it. He lands right in front of you and drops down onto his knees.

He holds his breath as he reaches down, dragging his finger down along your forearm. It was definitely broken, along with some other parts of your body.

Kenny grits his teeth and groans with annoyance. If only he had been there, he could've stopped it. Kenpachi wraps his arm around your waist and lifts you off the ground.

As he stands up from the ground, he places you over his shoulder. Your limp body sways over his shoulder and Kenny holds a tight grasp on you.

"You're not going anywhere," a man marches in front of Kenpachi, blocking his path.

"Anyone who stands in my way, death is just a small price to pay," Kenpachi threatens, lifting his sword up. A tiny grin tugs on his face as he prepares for battle.

"I'm sorry I was too late, y/n. I'll make it up to you later," Kenpachi whispers, wielding his sword.

Renji: Safe to say, this man is losing his mind. He runs his hands over his face and his hands tremble. His eyes can't seem to leave you and he gulps.

"No, no, no," Renji repeats over and over again, breathing heavily. He can't bring himself to walk over there and see your injuries.

Renji slowly steps closer to you and his breath shudders. His heart shatters into a million pieces and he lets out a choked breath. Blood is smeared all over your face and there's bruises all over your body.

Renji takes the long sleeve of his soul reaper uniform and wipes the smeared blood from your face. It's not long before his entire sleeve is covered in your blood.

He gulps and wraps his arms around you, carefully picking you up. Renji pulls you close to his chest and gives your body a light, gentle squeeze.

"You know...if you squeeze me any tighter, I might succumb to my injuries, Renji," you mumble out, resting your head on his shoulder blade.

Renji quickly snaps his head back and gazes at you, lips slightly parted. You smile at him warmly and Renji frowns back at you.

"That's not funny, y/n," Renji comments and you roll your eyes with amusement.

"You can squeeze me all you want...after you take me to the medics," you suggest and Renji bobs his head.

Ichigo: His panted breaths fill his eardrums and his feet clomp on the ground. His feet slide across the ground as he brings himself to a rough stop right in front of you.

Ichigo's jaw drops open at the sight of you, covered in black and blue bruises, fresh blood, and unconscious. At first, he stands there, unable to move or even breathe.

Ichigo steps forward and kneels down beside you, slowly reaching out his hand.

"Hey, y/n," Ichigo calls out, gently shaking your shoulder. Expect, your body doesn't react at all and Ichigo's eyes widen.

Damn it.

Ichigo clenches his fists and inhales sharply, trying to control his emotions...but he can't. He lets out a loud shout before slamming his fist into the concrete wall that's in front of him.

The wall crumbles and pieces of concrete thud on the ground beside you.

"You have to be okay, y/n or I'll be really mad. Especially if you...damn it. Especially if you die, I'll never forgive myself," Ichigo mutters out, shaking his head.

He cradles the back of your fragile head with his hand and gazes down at you. Ichigo pants heavily and his mind runs rampant. He lifts you off the shoulder and onto his shoulder, an arm wrapped securely around you.

"I would want you to forgive yourself...you know," you mumble out, eyes slightly opening. Ichigo's heart skips a beat and he secures his grasp around you.

"Don't talk much, okay? Just keep up your strength," Ichigo mumbles out and you start to fade in and out of consciousness again.

Toshiro: His heart shatters when he lays eyes upon your limp body. His feet freeze to the ground as he inhales and exhales shaky and uneven breaths.

Time stops moving for a minute as he's trying to see if your heart is still beating or maybe it was ice cold...dead. He wishes that your body is warm, alive, and your heart is beating; full of life.

Tears sting at the edges of Toshiro's eyes as he steps forward, glancing over at you. He shuts his eyes close for a moment and presses his fingers to your throat, checking your pulse.

Your heart pounds against his fingers and his body jolts with relief. A single tear runs down Toshiro's cheek and he sniffles quietly.

"God, you're gonna be the death of me, y/n," Toshiro comments, wiping away his tear and opening his eyes. His eyes rake over your face and a frown tugs on his face.

Your eyes slowly flicker open and you inhale sharply. Your chest pounds heavily with agony and you groan slightly as you shift your body.

You slowly raise your hand up to Toshiro's face and place it on his cheek. You force a weak smile upon your face and Toshiro's jaw drops open.

"I would really hope not, Toshiro," you speak with a raspy, weak voice and Toshiro lets out a tiny chuckle.

"Of course not," Toshiro replies softly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

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theweirderstuffblogdontlook · 1 year ago

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Got two fanfics below the readmore, and a closing comic strip at the end of the fanfic showing what happens afterwards. So make sure to at least scroll to the bottom!

Sitting at the bar, a gay bar mostly frequented by lesbians which they had visited without incident a few times prior, Caprica alternated between sipping a drink, looking at her phone, and keeping an eye on Bob. Bob being currently disguised as Barbra, her "girlfriend" and former truck driver from out of town who’s been recovering from a car accident at her house.

It seemed everything was going pretty well. Bob's done a good job not being too suspicious and not breaking character, so she's been exploiting the bar over the past couple of days to keep Bob busy, and give herself a break from having the undivided attention of her obsessive stalker.

Though the unfortunate (in her opinion) trade off of being in a public location, is that sometimes people other than Bob will also take the initiative to bother her.

Case in point, as a lady sat in a barstool beside her, gesturing to get her attention and get Caprica to lean in a bit closer.

Saying in a bit of a hushed tone

"Hey, sorry to bother ya honey, but I figured I'd ask you instead. But Barbara's a Trans woman right?"

Oh… guess they clocked Bob. Still, that's a lot better than assuming he's a notorious criminal hiding out in disguise.

She rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.

"Uhhhhh…. Yeah. She… uhhh, she'd rather not talk about it."

"Yeah I understand. Just figured I'd ask since we've got a support group coming up, in case she wants to participate. You can let her know just in case I don't get the chance to talk with her privately for a minute."

"No, it's probably best if I let her know myself, so she won't… uhhh… I'll let her know."

"Alright, just get back to me if Barb is interested or not. No pressure though if she isn comfortable bringing it up."

"Yeah, we'll let you know."

And she got up and left to go mingle, leaving Caprica alone with her thoughts.

Damn, she should probably get ahead of this before Bob does anything too suspicious.

Sometime later, she and Bob sat in the big truck that used to belong to her grandfather, getting ready to go home, though she got Bob to pause for a bit for a chat.

"So there might be something we should go over in regards to your Barbra disguise. So just in case someone asks, let's go over what transgender means, and a few other relevant terms you should know."

"Well alright. If ya think it'll help."

(One explanation later…..)

"Alright, now say it back to me. Someone asks if you're a Trans woman, what do you think that means?"

Bob, with a bit of excitement in his tone, replies

"It means I'm a lady who hasn't chopped off her dick yet!"

"...."

"You know what, we'll work on that."

And they head home.

Another day, another time, but the same place, Caprica and Bob (disguised as Barbra) are sitting together at a table at the lesbian bar, sharing a plate of nachos.

Though Caprica was more eating a small bowl of jalapeño rings that came with the nachos than the nachos themselves.

And Bob was more enjoying teasing and flirting with his grumpy unsociable girlfriend than snacking.

Until they are rudely interrupted.

Two men, acting tipsy either from alcohol or their own egotistical self satisfaction, sleased over, one of them leaning against the table beside Caprica while the other stood behind her.

"Hey cutie, how'd you like to get with a real man?"

"Yeah, we’d be happy to show what you’re missing, hanging out with a bunch of slutty rug munchers like these."

Without skipping a beat though, and more of reflex than anything, Caprica deadpanned,

"Dude, this is a gay bar…. For gays. Quit flirting with people like me and go suck each other's faces instead."

And reached to take a sip of her drink.

Before her eyes glance over, and notice Bob's hand balled into a tight fist, which shook slightly with rage.

Caprica choked on her drink

OH SHIT RIGHT BOB!!!!!

These guys just… Oh shit. Right in front of Bob.

Trying not to let the nerves show in her voice, she says

"Okay, you…. You guys need to leave…"

Obviously not successful in putting up a brave front.

And the guys just leaned in a bit closer. Pitching their voices a bit lower to make it harder for any lookie-loos to hear them over the background music.

"Awwww, but we just got here! And somebody's gotta set these dykes straight, might as well be a couple of good Samaritans like us."

"Yeah, we'd be happy to show you chick's what dick tastes like."

SHIT what can she do!! These guys are literally digging their own graves! Eyes widening further in fear she glances between the guys and the barely disguised ball of murderous rage that was Bob.

Probably the only things keeping these two guys alive right now, was one… Bob being a bit of a slow thinker, taking a minute to figure out how exactly he was gonna murder these two. And two, that she makes him leave his knives at home when they go out in disguise so he couldn’t impulse stab as easily.

She makes a snap decision.

Maybe if she can make a scene first, Bob won't get the opportunity to do something drastic and reveal his identity in public.

She turns to glare at the two men, raising her voice to draw more attention and maybe get someone else to intervene first before any blood gets spilled.

"I am literally here with my fucking girlfriend!"

She says gesturing at Bob.

"Now unless you two assholes want the only thing you're ever known for around town, is that you two are the kind of guys to hit on other people's girlfriends, you'd better walk out those doors and never let anyone here see your faces ever again!"

And good lord, the condescending smugness of these dudes was palpable.

"Hey now, no need to get all hysterical on us."

"Yeah, how are we supposed to know if it's your time of the month or not?"

And the two snicker dumbly, while Capricas eyes dart around.

Two of the women from the dance floor, who were regulars at the bar, seem to have gotten the hint that something was up and were heading this way.

Though the two guys then continued, clearly trying to cover their ass now that there was a risk of witnesses.

"Hey, if you… two aren't in an uhhhh… open relationship you coulda just let us know and not get all upset over nothing.

"Besides, with how gross, fat, and hairy your girlfriend is, maybe you don't need a guy after all!"

Their condescending laughter peters out with a squeak of Bob's chair as he stands. The two men's courage faltering for a moment as they see his stature dwarfing the both of theirs.

The two women who had been making their way over also pausing at the sight, the anger in Bob's posture being clear even from across the room.

Though he keeps his tone even, and thankfully doesn't drop the feminine affect in his voice (and thus his disguise). And with a slow, controlled movement, he takes off his sunglasses, folds them, and hangs them on the collar of his funny 'my other ride is your mom' novelty shirt.

He then leans over, resting one hand on the table, and staring down the men with his big crazy eyes and deranged grin.

"You boys know what happens when you try hitting on another man's girlfriend right in front of them?"

One of the men puts up his hands in a timid ‘alright, calm down’ sort of gesture. Trying to be sassy as he says, "Hey, no need to HURK!!"

Bob snatched the man by the throat, cutting him off and startling his friend, along with Caprica

"HEY HEY HEY!!!"

"BARB DON'T!!"

Caprica shot up from her seat, as Bob calmly made his way around the table, gaze hungrily fixed on the choking man clawing at Bob's hand, trying to break the grip around his neck.

Though he's knocked out of his focus as the assholes friend winds up a punch, and clocks Bob in the face with an accompanying shout of,

"LET GO OF HIM YOU BITCH!!!"

Bob staggers at the hit, then stills, and turns his attention to the other man. Who's angry expression falters with fear as Bob meets his gaze.

Caprica scrambles over, trying to get between Bob and the man, but he is able to move past her easily to punch the guy in the gut, and he crumples, wind knocked out of him.

As Caprica, in a hushed worried tone, pleaded,

"Barb, we're in public Barb, people are watching, Barb. You know the rules, don’t break character."

And Bob, appearing not to listen, grabbed the other man by the collar of his shirt as he wheezed and tried not to fall over. Bob not obliging this man's attempt to stay upright, kicking out one of his legs so he tumbled, and the only thing keeping his head from smacking on the ground, being the shirt collar Bob held. Letting the second man be pulled along like a struggling sack of flour, all while still pulling the first man along by the neck, and starting to walk. Caprica still panicking in a hushed tone as by now the attention of the whole bar was on them, and a number of bystanders got closer to get a better view of the action.

"Come on Barrrb, think about you're doing, if you hurt them we can't come back…."

Bob started dragging the two men towards the front door of the bar, wide manic grin still on his face with each heavy step, and Caprica following along beside him, frantically whispering.

"They'll come and find us at the house, they might figure things out before we even get a real chance to run. Don't do this."

Bob kicks the door open, dragging the two struggling men out with him, letting one of the guys get smacked on the doorframe on the way out, and letting the door swing shut behind him.

Leaving Caprica looking nervously across the audience of mostly lesbians, many of whom were now chatting amongst themselves conspiratorially.

Caprica being too stressed to get a read on how the audience might be feeling about the whole affair and if they’ve turned against her and Bob or not.

But she does take a moment to consider since there weren't any windows to look out of, either on the door or the adjacent wall, maybe if she just stood here she could keep people from going out and witnessing Bob ripping them apart and calling the cops and escalating the whole thing and everyone finding out about Bob and Bob grabbing her before she can run and him getting taken to prison while she’s still stuck inside him and…

There's entirely too many people looking at her, so she goes out the door in a hurry.

She finds Bob standing there calmly, hands in his pockets, looking out across the street. His eyes glance down at her when she asks

"Where are the!!!!"

But she's interrupted as Bob gestures slightly with his head in the direction he'd been looking before, and Caprica can see the two men shambling off, one supporting the other with their arm across his shoulders to keep them steady.

Caprica lets out a huge wheezy breath, bracing against Bob with one hand as she doubles over and says,

"Oh thank fuck."

And Bob looks at her with a sly cheeky grin.

She takes a few more deep breaths to try and steady herself, Bob saying a teasing

"Y'all right there sweetiepie?"

"I'm just…. Wheeze, shit Bob…. Just…"

"Spooked ya good didn't I?"

She glares at him.

"Don't you go acting like some bastion of self control now you fucking asshole. I know you were barely an inch from ruining everything."

"Yeah, but it's still fun to watch you get mad about it."

Caprica presses her face into her hands and lets out a long annoyed tone to try and get the stress out,

"HHHHHRRRRRrrrrgggggg…. Come on…. We still gotta go back in there and sort this out. You're stable enough right?"

Bob chuckles in response.

And Caprica stands up straight with a clap of her hands and says

"WHELP! Alright it's settled! Let's just leave and never come back, and never speak of this again!"

Bob leans in, wrapping an arm around Caprica's shoulders tenderly and nuzzling against the top of her head while saying apologetically.

"Awww darlin, come on, you'll be okay, they ain't gonna…"

Bob's interrupted as the door beside them opens, it's the bouncer, who was looking thoroughly apologetic, along with someone who normally is working the bar, but from the more authoritative tone, they were probably a more managerial type on top of pouring drinks.

"Are you two alright? From the sound of it, one of them tried to grab Caprica and the other ended up punching you when you tried to stop them."

It not being lost on Bob that the events were already getting spun to make him and Caprica look more innocent and non-confrontational than they had been. Clearly, the community was gonna be much more invested in looking after their own than being sympathetic to a couple of assholes. And Bob was happy to lean into that impulse of theirs. After all, he quite liked it here too, even if it meant agreeing to expand his ‘dont eat the neighbors, that’s too suspicious’ compromise with Caprica to include ‘don’t eat anyone who’s clearly a lesbian. It is not a large community and word travels fast and it’ll be too suspicious’. Taking on a warm tone and shifting back into his feminine Barbra affect, he stands back to his full height, though keeping an arm around Caprica, and responds,

"Yeah, we're alright. Don't-chu worry."

"How about the two men?"

"I gave 'em an earful and let 'em limp off with their tail between their legs. Hopefully we won't be dealin with those two again any time soon."

The manager seems relieved, taking up a bit more confident, even somewhat protective tone as she responds,

"Alright, if they show up again and start getting butthurt about things and trying to twist everything around, we've got a bar full of witnesses to let the authorities know how big of a creep those guys were. And of course, it should go without saying that those guys are banned for life."

The bouncer holds open the door for them, the manager trying to usher them both inside.

"Come on, I'll give you both a free drink, or maybe something to eat to help ya calm down, or heck, both if you want. And let's get you an ice pack for that bruise Barbra."

Though with Caprica being obviously the more nervous of the two, the bulk of the fretting quickly turned to her, giving Bob a moment to fidget with what he had in his pocket.

The source of why Bob was able to do an emotional 180 so quickly, and turn so calm and confident after the insults and the jealous, possessive rage.

Taking them out covertly for a moment to examine.

Two leather wallets. And flipping open the top one, a drivers license can be clearly seen in the transparent pouch, belonging to the man he had threatened to strangle to death.

A drivers license and thus, a name, and an address.

Bob's grin widened with sinister glee, before he stowed the mens wallets away, and followed the group inside.

Then, the following night...

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thevampirelevi · 1 year ago

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Stuffed Like A Turkey | NSFW

cw: eddie x fem!reader, holiday fluff, drug use, smut, p in v, creampies, 18+ only! MDNI

The Munsons are invited over to your house for Thanksgiving dinner, so you really show out and slave the whole day away cooking the meal to perfection. To show his thanks, Eddie rewards you with a cream pie.

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You grab a dish towel and wipe flour from your hands, the sound of the phone ringing interrupting you as you ask your best friend Parker to take your place and finish making the biscuits.

"Hello?"

"Y/N," you can practically hear the man's smile through the phone, "Hey, um, it's me Eddie. Just wondering what time you want me and the old man to come over?"

You look back at the kitchen to approximate an estimate time. You're about to say an hour from now when the sight of Parker struggling to pry dough from the rolling pin makes you guess again. Better make that two hours.

"How about five thirty?" you answer finally.

"Sounds like a plan," Eddie says. "D'you need me to bring anything?"

"No," you respond, before an idea pops into your head. "Well, actually. Do you have any magic mushrooms?"

The sound of Eddie's laugh fills your ears from the other end. "I'll see what I can do for you, sweetheart. See ya soon."

"Bye Eds," you hang the phone up, sighing as you turn around and come to Parker's rescue just as she's about to put the unrecognizable mounds of dough into the oven.

She looks up at you, embarrassed, "Maybe I should just stick to bringing the cranberry sauce next year."

You take the tray from her, laughing as you set it on the counter to fix. "What the hell happened?"

She shrugs, "I warned you I wouldn't be much help."

You flour your hands once more, chuckling as you salvage what you can and shape the deformed biscuits back into dinner rolls. "Well I just got off the phone with Eddie, I told him to come a little later but I figure everyone else'll probably come at the same time. Think you can handle getting the door for them?"

Parker nods affirmatively, chestnut curls following the movement. "That I can do!"

After you put the biscuits into the oven, basting the turkey while you're there, you get started on the mac-n-cheese. Parker's in charge of shredding the cheddar while you begin a roux, mixing a concoction of eggs, flour, paprika, garlic salt, and onion powder. When that's done, you breeze through making greenbean casserole and mashed potatoes, Parker proving herself to be helpful after all (as long as the tasks are simple enough, like peeling the potatoes and boiling water.) Just as you're finishing the stuffing and buttering the biscuits, the doorbell rings.

Bruce Kyle is the first to arrive. A friend of Parkers is a friend of yours, though lately it's become clear that the two are not just friends.

"Hello party people," greets the tall Poindexter. "I bring you candied yams. And rum."

You and Parker cheer in response, Parker helping him inside and pouring herself a glass as she snacks on olives and cheese. You wiggle your eyebrows at her when Bruce isn't looking.

The next to arrive are actual guests of your own, the newlyweds Harrie and Minnie. When you open the door, you're surprised to learn that Minnie will be eating for two tonight.

"When did this happen?!" you exclaim, hugging her as Harrie and Bruce introduce themselves to one another.

"I'm thirteen weeks today!" she beams.

Everyone is taking their coats off as you guide Minnie to the bathroom, heart full from the news. You'd known her long before Harrie, going way back to Hawkins Middle School. Harrie was her high school sweetheart, the two finally tying the knot last year.

Finally, Harrie is carving the turkey while Bruce and Parker set the table. You're making trips to carefully carry everything to the dining room, now on the pumpkin pie made by Minnie. The doorbell rings, and your heart flutters as there's only one household missing.

"Hi Wayne," you smile as you swing the door open. With him is a mousy brunette with wrinkles around her hazel eyes. This must be the date he told you about when you'd first invited him and his nephew over for the holidays.

"Nice to see you Y/N," he starts. "This is Carlie."

"Nice to meet you," she greets, smiling. You step aside to let them both inside, now able to see Eddie further back at his van parked across the street. The butterflies return.

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At first, you'd been very nervous since you first woke up this morning. This being your first time ever hosting Thanksgiving at your place, you worried about how everyone would like what you cooked and even moreso how everyone would get along. The theme this year was 'found family.'

But your doubts proved themselves to be baseless, everyone easing into the ebb and flow of conversation as soon as everyone was seated comfortably. You'd also been on your fifth compliment of the night, promising Eddie as many leftovers as he could carry.

Eventually, your party was reduced to 'Friendsgiving,' Wayne having to be back at the plant tomorrow and taking his date home with him. You nudge Eddie under the table, motioning for him to follow you outside.

"Did you bring it?" you whisper, as if anyone would hear you from outside over the sound of the game on the television.

Eddie grins, dimples making their timely appearance, holding up a baggie he'd hid in the pocket of his leather jacket. "Just what the doctor ordered."

You both take seats on the stoop mere inches away from one another, Eddie producing a joint from the sandwich bag and a zippo from his pocket. He flicks the lighter open, holding the J to the flame.

"Couldn't get my guy to bring me shrooms at last minute," he mumbles as he holds the joint with his teeth. "But I figured you wouldn't mind."

"Even better," you smile, taking the blunt as he passes it to you, blowing smoke from between his plush lips.

The two of you spend enough time away to start raising concern. You sigh out a puff of reefer, standing up as Eddie ashes the J out on the bottom of his boot.

Everyone, apart from Parker, are all too polite and too engrossed in the plates in front of them to be the first to make a comment about your absence. As soon as best friend's eyes are on you, you know what's coming.

"So," she starts, smirking. You're rolling your eyes already as you and Eddie both sit back down at the table. "Where did y'all go?"

"Just a little smoke break," you assure her.

"Without me?" she pouts.

"Don't you worry," you grin, "I've got goodie bags for everyone - except Minnie, sorry."

Minnie fakes hurt, but everyone else is hooting.

"Courtesy of yours truly," Eddie adds. Everyone thanks him while you pass around dessert, munchies now taking over.

Eddie's hand is on your knee and you can see him watching you from the corner of your eye as you squirt whipped cream onto your slice off pie.

"Don't get too full, sweetheart," he whispers in your ear, voice husky. "I've got more for you later."

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Guests don't start to leave until around ten, too wrapped up in catching up with (or meeting) one another to notice the passing time. But Eddie sure noticed.

"Call me when you get home safe," you tell Parker inside of a hug. Bruce tangles his arm with hers, helping the woman down the stairs after too much to drink. You laugh, "Take care of her."

Bruce gives you a thumbs up, "Thanks for having us," and the two are off.

You close the door with a sigh, full of food but your social battery empty as you start to feel tired from all of the cooking, all of the interaction, and from the weed.

"Hope you're not too tired," Eddie's hand is in yours, pulling you towards your bedroom. Tingles radiate through out your body, still buzzed and still excited after all of Eddie's teasing through out the entire night; his hand under the table trailing up your thigh, the naughty words he'd whisper in your ear, his eyes undressing you.

Your creative mind, enhanced by your high, wasn't helping either. It was hard to keep your hands off him and remain proper in front of your guests when all you could think about was his hands gripping your waist, fist squeezing your throat, fingers pumping in and out of you while you couldn't peel your eyes away from his rings, Eddie flashing his hands as he'd tell a story.

"Go easy on me," you plead, limbs still heavy, knowing already that it's fruitless when Eddie's eyes darken down at you.

"No dice, sweetheart," he mumbles, trailing wet kisses from your ear down to your chest as he exposes more of it, nipping at the crook of your neck and your collarbone. "You've kept me waiting all night..."

"But, I cooked for you," you pout, sighing as he leaves a new hickey on your neck.

He stops, thinking for a moment. "Fine, I guess you have earned yourself a reward."

The next thing you know, he's pushing you down onto the bed, your hair fanning over the pillows as he bunches up the hem of your dress. You lift your hips to help him as he pulls down your panties along with your tights, you give his belt loop a tug.

"Uh uh," he tsks. "Not yet."

The whine you let out is interrupted by a moan as his fingertips graze over your clit. He licks his lips, tracing a circle as he watches your reaction. He's going painfully slow, dragging out every minuscule movement of his finger making you ache more and more in the process.

"Eddie," you breathe exasperatingly. "Please."

He smiles, that being the magic word apparently as it's all it takes for him to push his now wet finger inside of you, hissing at your warmth. He curls his finger, slowly pulling it out and earning another whine from you. Remembering his promise of a reward, he adds another finger just as he pushes back in, curling again. He's tickling that spot now, making you squirm. Your hands trail his body before finding the spot growing in his pants, palming it. When his lips attack your neck once more, it sends heat directly from the spot where he sucks on your carotid straight down to your core, making your eyes flutter closed.

"Open up wider for me," he mumbles. You do as told, wanting more of him but only opening yourself up to be teased even more. He's practically edging you as he plays with you, refusing to touch you anywhere else except to give you a lovebite. You're on fire where his hands are, but feel cold and lonely everywhere else - this keeps you in the middle, never quite teetering over the edge yet.

But then suddenly he's moving faster, lowering himself to attach his lips to your pussy. You gasp, instinctively closing your legs at the sudden stimulation. Eddie sucks on your clit, groaning as he harshly opens you back up, one hand pinning your thigh to the bed and the other spreading your wetness.

"That's it, princess."

You can't help but to cum, both at his words and the way he's practically making out with your pussy. He doesn't stop, tongue flicking your clit as he overstimulates you.

"Eddie please," you moan, fingers tangled in his hair. For a brief moment, you open your eyes to see him staring up at you in a devilish manner. He releases his grip on your thigh, easing the strain, ghosting his free hand up your body under your dress - the movement gathering the fabric further up and revealing your breasts. His rings graze over your nipples. He's still eating you out, eyes never leaving yours. His fingers work faster than the first time, forcing your second release as you arch your back.

Finally he finishes, lips leaving your clit with a pop. Pulling off his shirt to wipe off his mouth, you let your hands touch his v-line. Your head's still cloudy as you do away with the rest of your clothes, feeling way too hot and just needing there to be nothing separating your bodies. You saunter over to the edge of the bed, biting your lip as you undo his belt. He breathes deeply, caressing your hair. You waste no time undressing him, his dick smacking his stomach when you finally free it.

You can see that he's rock hard, veins bulging from his shaft and his tip swollen with a bead of precum. It throbs as you wrap your hand around it, laughing at the hiss that escapes his swollen lips - glossy from your climax.

He cups your jaw, gently moving your gaze up to meet his. His hips push forward and you don't hesitate to open your mouth for him, blinking up at him through your lashes. Cottonmouth makes it harder for you to breathe than you normally would, but when he juts his hips too suddenly at the sensation of your tongue swirling his tip and hits the back of your throat, saliva starts to pool in your mouth. You pull off of him slowly, teasing him slightly, coming up for air with a string of spit connecting you to his dick.

"You okay baby?" he checks in, caressing your cheek. You nod, not giving him a moment to adjust before you're swallowing him whole, eyes watering. "Oh my god-"

Eddie's biting back his moans as you gag on his dick, head bobbing. You can tell he's close, only punishing hisself when he was teasing you earlier. Just as his hips begin to stutter, you stop again. You glare at him as you kiss the head of his cock, tracing circles with your tongue, enacting your revenge.

He throws his head back, hair falling from his shoulders. "Y/N, baby."

But before you know it, he's the one stopping you, pinning you back onto the bed by your wrists. He laughs darkly before he kisses you, tongue swiping your lip and tip lined up at your entrance. He holds himself up with one hand and uses the other to move his dick up and down, rubbing your pussy. You gasp, giving him entrance into your mouth as he pushes both his dick and his tongue into you simultaneously.

You take every inch of him, practically pulling him in. You moan into eachother's mouths as he finds a rhythm.

You break away from the kiss, moaning when he grinds into your sweet spot, "Oh Eddie,"

"Right there?" he hums into your neck, sending chills down your spine. "Fuck baby-"

You're wrapping your legs around him, thrusting up into him, both still so close but wanting to make it last forever.

Your everpresent high still having the effects of an aphrodisiac of sorts, you feel the horniest you've ever been in your life - especially when Eddie's eyes meet yours, deep and glinting. Both way you're biting your lip and the way you're looking at him do something wicked to Eddie, giving him butterflies as he gets closer and closer.

"Nut in me," you beg, not an ounce of inhibition left as you become desperate to fall over the edge. "Please Eddie, I need you so bad,"

Eddie whimpers in response, head falling down into the crook of your neck as he bites you, fucking you harder and harder.

All that can be heard is the bed creaking, threatening to break as Eddie pounds into you, and the moans you can no longer bite back as Eddie whimpers into your neck. You tighten around him, squeezing like a vice, making his hips snap into yours - you practically scream as he bites down on your clavicle.

You can feel him release inside of you, his load hot and plentiful. He's still grinding down into you, riding out both of your highs. "Fuckkkk..."

You're still cumming, throbbing while stretched around him. He kisses you sweetly, shushing you and mumbling sweet nothings. Finally he pulls out of you, both of you whimpering as his cum spills out of you and onto the sheets.

Eddie trails his fingertips against your entrance in a daze, tasting the both of you as he brings his fingers to his mouth.

"Compliments to the chef," he laughs, collapsing next to you, out of breath.

You tangle your sticky limbs together, your head on his chest as it rises and falls, cuddling as your eyelids begin to droop.

Suddenly you can't help from saying, "Thanks for giving me your banana cream pie."

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an: this was my first time writing smut (for eddie) ever, i hope u liked it! obviously i'm loving the idea of smoking with eddie a lot rn, as you can tell by this and the latest chapter of adventureland lol

-levi

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ahgasegotarmy116 · 10 months ago

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Still With You | A Jeon Jungkook Series Chapter 2

Summary: Jungkook comes over and makes dinner for a very sleepy Luna Pairing: Luna (reader) x Jungkook and Jimin, f2l love triangle Word Count: 5.9k~ Warnings: No real warning since I don't wanna spoil it 🤭 Start from the beginning

Trudging down the hall I punch in the access code and open the door to my apartment. I take my shoes off, set my stuff down, throw myself on my bed and scream into my pillow letting out all of the pent up anger and frustration I'm left with as a result of my shift today.

I flip over onto my back after letting out a heavy sigh and stare up at the ceiling, "There's no way there are that many stupid fucking people in this city" I say aloud. From drunks, pda obsessed teenagers, to perverts and really anything in between that can be labeled as a nuisance, I've dealt with. And that just in one day.

"I really need to get a new job" I huff rubbing my eyes, not minding the fact that I still have makeup on and sit up. Letting out another sigh I walk over to the kitchen to start making dinner. Or more like a late night snack at this point since it's already midnight. I still can't believe uncle made me stay this late, I guess it's just further punishment for being late today.

Looking inside my fridge I see that I have absolutely nothing to eat, "Great". I should've just picked something up at the store before I came home but I was too tired to even think about staying there another second. Picking up my phone to figure out what stores might be open at this hour I end up being interrupted by a FaceTime call.

"Hey Kook" I mumble, "Hey! What's wrong?" he asks, going from his smiling face to a concerned one. "Nothing really, just tired is all. I was thinking about walking over to the corner store near me to grab something for dinner real quick since I forgot to go grocery shopping the other day." I admit.

"This late? No, you stay home I'm coming over" he says getting up to grab his stuff. "No it's fine don't worry I'll figure something out" I say touched by his offer but feeling guilty at the same time. "Nope I don't care I'm coming over, any special requests?" he asks, picking the phone back up after putting his jacket on.

"You can pick" I say, happy at the thought of spending some time together. "Okay, can I spend the night?" he questions looking around his room for what I can only assume is his wallet.

"Do you even have to ask?" I chuckle, shaking my head. "I'm just checking" he laughs "I'll be there soon okay?". "Thank you, you're a lifesaver!" I breath out, feeling bless to have someone like him in my life. "Anything for you" he says and quickly ends the call. Smiling at his sentiment I turn my phone off and start getting ready for bed, it's just him so I don't feel the need to get dressed in anything other than comfortable clothes.

I decide to take a quick shower as well to hopefully get rid of all the tension and irritation I still have built up in my body from all of the madness today. Luckily tomorrow I have the day off so I don't have to worry about going back there until the weekend. Although I'm working long shifts, at least I get to hang out with Jungkook again later on.

I hear the door to my apartment open and close signaling his arrival, "Luna?" he calls out, trying to find me. "I'm in the shower, I'll be out in a sec" I yell hoping he can hear me over the running water. "Okay" he shouts back. I rush to finish up and walk out while still drying my hair with a towel, the atmosphere feeling so much lighter with him around.

"You really didn't have to do this for me" I say walking over to him. "It's okay I wanted to, plus you looked tired so I didn't want you to have to worry about going out" he responds, bringing me in for a hug. He lets go after a while and nods towards the bathroom.

"But I wanna eat first" I say pouting. "I don't care, go dry your hair. It's cold and I don't want you to be shivering all night because you're 'too lazy' to do it after we eat. Plus, I just brought some soup so it'll be easy to reheat. Now go!" he says raising his voice a bit at the end in an authoritative but playful manner. I roll my eyes and make my way back into the bathroom to do as he says not without protest again.

By the time I'm finished he has everything set out, ready and waiting for me. I look up at him in astonishment realizing he actually bought all the ingredients to make the soup and not just take out.

"What's this? I thought you were just gonna pick up something quick, you didn't have to do all of this" I say, looking over all that he's brought. "I wanted to get you a few more things as well so it just seemed easier to do it this way" he says putting in the final ingredients and cutting the heat.

He brings the pot over to the table and makes sure to place a hot plate underneath before setting it down and then stands back up looking over at my shocked expression with an amused smile.

"So are you gonna sit down or what?" he teases. I roll my eyes as a result and sit down, him following after grabbing a bottle of soju. I glance up at him surprised yet again, "Looked like you needed it" he says, yet again amused with my reaction. "You know me so well" I say smiling back at him.

After we finish eating we move over to the couch and he decides to get down to business, "Okay what's wrong?" I look up at him confused as to where this is coming from. "What do you mean?" I question, genuinely confused. "You just look like you're hiding something. Like you're more on edge these days" he explains.

The fact that he can clock these things about me before I even start to realize it is sometimes scary. Looking back I seem to realize that there has been a lot on my mind lately.

"If there's something you need help with or if you want someone to talk to you know I'm here right?" he reassures me.

"I didn't really realize that something might be wrong until you just mentioned it. I guess I've been subconsciously avoiding it" I start trying to sort through the many things that might be contributing to my change in demeanor. "And what would that be?" he questions, encouraging me to continue.

"I would say mainly money. I've been thinking about getting a new job or even just working two jobs because of how expensive things are with me living on my own. I'm already tired as is so juggling two job is just too much to think about let alone actually go through with. Just when I think I'm getting ahead and feeling like I could survive off of one, something goes wrong" I say verbally processing it all.

"What's been going wrong? Is it your brother?" he questions, placing his hand on top of my knee. "No he's fine. Well, he's stable for the moment so that's all I could ask for right now. It's just, I don't know, I'm starting to slack off at work these days and I've been showing up late almost every other day and the only reason I still have this job is because my uncle is the owner" I say, hating that I have to admit this to him.

"I just can't find the motivation to get up and get out of bed most days. Even when I do wake up on time I'm still dragging my feet until I'm out the door. Then as soon as I step outside the panic starts to settle in and I'm stressing trying to get there on time, knowing damn well I'll be late anyways" I continue and take a deep breath before continuing.

"When I finally get there I'm anxious so it makes it difficult to focus and then I get in trouble on top of that and, I don't know. It's just been really difficult for me to stay afloat in all aspects of my life if I'm being honest" I let out.

He pulls me closer and rests my head on his chest and I wrap my arms around his torso. "That's a lot. Do you how long you've been feeling like this?" he asks while rubbing my back, keeping his emotions level in an effort to keep me calm.

"I guess I just never had the time to really stop and think about it. I mean I would've told you sooner but we've both got our own lives and struggles that we have to deal with. I don't have as many opportunities to spend time with you so when I do, I don't want to put a damper on the mood. I wanna have fun when we're together so it would make me feel selfish if I was to take away from that" I say feeling sad at the realization.

"We made a promise to not grow apart and still be there for one another remember? We promised to tell each other everything" he argues. I pull away a bit to look up at him "But that was when we were kids and we practically saw each other everyday. We had plenty of time together so I didn't feel bad telling you when I was sad or stressed or angry or anything because it would almost feel weird not to" I explain.

"I don't care about any of that" he says leaning towards me to brush a strand of hair behind my ear. "All I care about is you. You're my best friend and I want to be there for you, especially in those moments when you need someone to lean on. It's okay to ask for help, you don't have to be so strong all the time. Sometimes you need to feel weak and I want to be that person you can come to when you feel like that" he says cupping my face.

I close my eyes and lean into his touch, I start to feel tears welling up in my eyes so I go back to resting my head on his chest in an effort to hide them. "Thank you" I say, "For what?" he laughs. "For being my best friend. I just, I don't know what I'd do without you" I say bringing myself closer to him.

"I don't know what I would do without you either. I need you to tell me when you're feeling like this okay?" he urges, "Okay" I agree, nodding into his chest. "Promise?" he says holding up his pinky finger. "Promise" I say as I wrap mine around his.

"So what do you wanna do now?" I ask standing up and going to grab some more soju in an effort to break the ice and change the subject. "I don't mind, I'm here for you so whatever you wanna do is fine by me" he says.

"Norebang?" I say with a smile on my face. "Norebang" he says smiling back. We spend the rest of the night singing, dancing and drinking in my apartment, helping me escape from reality for just a little bit. When I'm with him, it just feels like the rest of the world just fades away, like nothing else matters. It's just me and him against the world.

Once the last song plays we decide to sit down and take a breather while I start scouring the list to find the next one. "Luna" he says trying to get my attention. "Hm" is all I say in response still too focused on the task at hand. "I'm really glad I came" he admits while looking towards me with a fond smile. "Me too" I say mirroring his sentiment, taking my eyes off the screen.

While I'm still looking over at him I can't help but see his eyes dart down to look at my lips and in turn I decide to glance down at his as well not knowing what kind of urge this might spark in him. He scoots closer to me and I can't help but widen my eyes in response.

He settles next to me and I start to feel my heart rate pick up. He leans in and I shut my eyes, anxious as to what might happen but all I feel next is the remote being snatched out of my hand. I open my eyes realizing what just happened and reach out to take it back.

"Hey! You said that I could pick the next song" I protest leaning up against him trying to grab it back as he stretches his arm out, making the remote out of my reach. "I changed my mind" he teases laughing at my effort. I in turn end up climbing onto his lap still trying to reach for the remote not really paying attention to what I'm doing and just focusing on my goal.

Then in a blink of an eye I find my back against the couch and Jungkook hovering over me. I can't help but feel confused with what his motive might be. "What are you doing?" I say feeling breathless. He looks down at me with a strong resolve and a mixed set of emotions hiding in his expression but I can't quite tell what it is.

I let my eyes wander, admiring each of his features. His rounded slightly hooded eyes, his strong brows, furrowed to match his intense gaze, his eyebrow piercing that he got over the summer, I never really liked them on guys but for some reason I can't help but think that it suits him well.

Wandering down from there I take a second to glance at his scar which although he hates I can't help but adore since it's something that he's had since I met him and I wouldn't want to change a single thing about him.

Ultimately my eyes wander and settle on his soft cupids bow, he hates how small his top lip looks but I think it's adorable and balances out with his full bottom lip but I tease him about it anyways and I end with staring at his lip rings for a second. Realizing moments later that we've been in this position for a while, I feel dumbfounded, not really know what to say or if I should say anything.

I glance up finally making eye contact with him again after taking in the view from his close proximity and I continue to let my question linger.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks barely above a whisper. "I- what" I say feeling surprised by the request. "I said, can I kiss you?" he chuckles, repeating his question. "Why would you want to kiss me?" I question back. "I don't know, I just want to kiss you" he says settling on that explanation and not really wanting to elaborate on the subject further.

I hesitate for a moment still not fully understanding how this happening and seeing my hesitation he backs off, giving me space to breathe, "It's okay just, just forget I said anything".

Regaining a bit more awareness as to what just happened I sit up with a still perplexed expression and prod further. "No Jungkook why did you do that?" I say determined to get an answer. "I just, I don't know I've just been thinking about kissing you for a while and I wanted to see if you would let me" he says, looking down at his hands. Looking almost too embarrassed to meet my gaze.

"But I'm your best friend, why would you wanna kiss me?" I say still not satisfied with his explanation. "Haven't you ever been curious about what it might be like to kiss me?" he questions finally looking up at me. "I-" I start not really knowing how to answer.

"It's okay you don't have to answer that" he says backing off the subject. "Well-" I start off after a period of silence. I can see his interest peek a bit hearing that I don't necessarily want to drop the subject.

"It's just we're best friends right? So best friends shouldn't think about each other that way" I can see him start to wilt a bit, excitement starting to dwindle. "But I would be lying if I said I haven't thought about it before..." I say letting my voice get softer with each word.

"So, would it be okay if I kiss you?" he questions trying to test the waters again. "But what would that mean for us?" I question not wanting to have a misunderstanding after the fact. "It doesn't necessarily have to mean anything. Unless you want it to" he finishes letting his voice trail off at the end.

My heart starts beating faster and I feel apprehensive, still not sure if it's a good idea. One kiss won't hurt though, right? I think about it for a few more seconds before I respond "One kiss?". "One kiss" he responds. I then nod my head in approval and wait for him to make the next move. It was his idea so I want to see how he goes about carrying it out.

He turns towards me and studies my face making sure that I'm still okay with it. Once he sees that I haven't tried to back away he brings his hand up to cup the side of my face. I freeze a bit at the contact not really realizing the fact that this action is far more intimate than I had initially thought as he had done it so many times before.

He takes his time and caresses my face looking at me with a kind of love that goes far beyond friendship. It scares me but at the same time I can't bring myself to look away. He looks down at my lips again seeing that I am unconsciously biting them, a habit of mine that he has grown to love.

Leaning in he stops right before our noses touch and places his thumb on my bottom lip coaxing me to let it go and pushes his thumb between them in an effort to keep them apart. "Keep your mouth open for me okay?" he says in a deep tone that I have never heard from him before and I can't help but widen my eyes in shock at his request which in turn makes me widen my mouth even more. "Perfect" is all he says before placing his lips on mine.

It starts out slow and sweet, he feels how tense I am and takes that into account, leading the kiss and easing me into it. I unconsciously bring my hand up and place it on his chest trying to ground myself and I loosen up with every movement of our lips.

He decides to deepen the kiss and I can feel him start to incorporate his tongue. I decided to let him do just that curious, as to what it might feel like. The kiss has been gentle so far so I can't help but want to see where it goes seeing that he wants more.

He uses his tongue for a while and I can feel him retreat a bit almost coaxing me to use mine as well. I in turn follow his silent request and I get a new set of butterflies settling in my stomach. It takes a turn and gets a bit more intense when he guides me down into our previous position.

Tilting his head to the side he gets a bit more needy, wanting to switch up the pace. I start to feel a bit breathless and push back on his chest a bit to get his attention. He pull away and looks down at me in a questioning manner. "One kiss" is all I say and I can see him feel a bit disappointed but ultimately responds "One kiss". He sits up and I follow him and scoot back creating a bit more distance between us.

After catching our breath for a bit I start to speak. "That was..." I say trailing off, not really knowing what to say. "Yeah" is all he says in response. He suddenly stands up and mumbles that he's going to the bathroom and gives me no time to respond before he goes through my bedroom and into the bathroom.

I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding the second he closes the door. 'What was that? Why- why did I let him kiss me? Why did I let him kiss me like that? He said one kiss so why did I let it continue?' All of these questions start circling my brain but I push away the ones that would tell me all the emotions it had brought on. Taking a few deep breaths I try to calm myself down and bring my heart rate back to normal.

He spends quite a while in there before I hear the toilet flush and the sink turn on. Once he comes out I notice how red and swollen his lips have become. Even his small upper lip seems a bit bigger now. Did I really kiss him that hard? Coming and sitting on the couch next to me he doesn't make an effort to say anything. We sit there for a second and I don't really know what to do now or where to go from here.

"Do you wanna watch a movie?" he asks while grabbing the remote. "A movie sounds great" I rush to respond. "Okay great" he says turning on a movie that we've both seen before. Luckily he picked an action movie without any romance. I don't think watching anything to do with romance would be a smart decision right now. If anything, it would just make this whole situation seem even more awkward.

Feeling myself start to doze off a bit as the movie progresses I can't help but fall into the habit of resting my head on his lap. Once I do I feel myself start to drift off disregarding the suspenseful nature of the current scene and surrendering to the feeling.

I feel his legs tense up a bit at first contact but ultimately relaxes again after a second or two. He brings his hand up and starts tentatively running his fingers through my hair, ultimately coaxing me into a deeper slumber.

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As I watch Luna slowly fall asleep I can't help but feel glad at the fact that even though we might've seemed awkward after the kiss it seems like she still wants to go back to being normal. Seeing her fall into her habit of falling asleep in my lap just proves that fact. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed at that fact but I don't want to try and force anything on her.

Placing my arm around her back and the other under her knees I pick her up and carry her over to her bed and in the process she takes a hold of my shirt and shifts closer to me in an effort to steady herself while still half asleep making me smile.

Once I place her down on the bed I still feel her strong grip on my shirt and as I go to place my hand on hers to encourage her to let go I hear her mumble "Stay with me" in her cute sleepy voice. I can't help but smile at her neediness "Always" is all I say in response knowing that she probably can't hear me but doing so all the same. I place my hand on hers and the warmth of my palm makes her loosen up a bit so I have a chance to release her hold on me.

I look at her once again admiring her from the close proximity and decide to place a featherlight kiss on her forehead. She stirs a bit in her sleep and flips over onto her side in an effort to make herself more comfortable. I laugh at her stubbornness, grabbing my clothes and heading into to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Once I'm done I slip into bed next to her and do my best not to wake her. She ends up sensing my presence in her unconscious state all the same and rests her head on my chest and wraps her arm around my torso. Laughing at her I shake my head and bring her closer to me. "Goodnight Luna" is all I say before slowly drifting off to sleep.

Waking up the next morning I realize Luna has already gotten up and I can smell the sent of bacon and egg which coaxes me out of bed. Doing my best to stay quiet I sneak up on her and wrap my arms around her waist like I always do. I hear her take in a sharp breath as her reaction to my sudden presence.

"Good Morning" I say in her ear looking over her shoulder to see what she's doing. "Um good morning, breakfast is almost ready if you want to set the table" she says clearing her throat at the end. "Sure" is all I say in response before kissing her temple and going to do as she said.

Once everything is ready and on the table we sit down and start eating. "So what's the occasion?" I ask trying to get her attention. She's been pretty silent since I came out and I can't help but feel a bit worried.

"What do you mean? There's no special occasion" I raise my brow at her response and nod towards all the food she made. "Oh well I mean it's been a while since I made an American breakfast and you happened to bring all the ingredients so I figured I might as well make it for a change. Plus you made dinner last night so I thought it would only be fair if I-" "Luna everything looks great. Thank you" I say cutting off her incessant nervous rambling. She's cute when she gets nervous but I'll show her some mercy for right now.

"So what are your plans for today?" I ask while taking a bite of the waffles she made. "Oh nothing so far, I really haven't given it a lot of thought. This week has been pretty hectic as is so I figured I would just stay home. Do you have any plans today?" she asks reciprocating my interest.

"I think some guys from my school wanted to meet up for drinks tonight or something like that. You should come! I've been meaning to introduce you to them for a while now but we just never had the chance" I say hoping she'll take me up on my offer.

"I don't know Kook, I'm not really in the social kind of mood" I deflate a bit at her downright rejection but I understand she's been under a lot of stress lately. "Okay are you sure? I don't want you staying home alone and feeling sad all day" I say feeling a bit concerned.

"I won't be sad all day don't worry. You coming over has put me in a good mood so don't worry. I've just got some stuff to take care of here at the house and I wanted to have a self care kind of day" she responds and I can see that she needs it based off of how exhausted she seems despite just waking up.

"Okay, I believe you. Just be sure to call me if you want me to come back. I really don't mind bailing on them if you need me" I say reassuring her. Seeing how close to tears she was last night and how she's acting this morning has got me worried. I might be overreacting but I just want to make sure she'll be okay and that things won't get bad again.

"I should probably get going then so you can get started on that. I forgot I have an assignment due on Monday anyways so should probably get that out of the way before I go out tonight. Do you want me to help you clean up?" I question letting her know I have time to help her out.

"No it's okay don't worry about it. I'll be cleaning all day so I don't mind doing this as well" she declines, granting me a genuine smile. "Alright well I'm gonna go get cleaned up and then I'll head out. Do you mind if I take a shower?" I question getting up and putting my plate and cup on the counter as well as placing the juice back in the fridge.

"Yeah go ahead. You don't have to ask me stuff like that anymore Kook, my house is your house" she says laughing at me. "Hey just because you're my best friend doesn't mean that I can't be polite" I say ruffling her hair even though I know she hates it. "Tell that to Grey" she says while fixing her disheveled state. I laugh at her while walking over to her room to take that quick shower that I had mentioned before I go.

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While Jungkook is in the shower I let out a deep sigh and start cleaning up. I know I'm acting weird and I know he notices it but I'm just not sure how I should act after that kiss. I feel like it was more than just a kiss to him and I don't really know what to do with that information.

After doing the dishes I head over to my room to get changed but then remember that Jungkook's still washing up. I decide to sit in the living room and wait for him to finish, taking a break from all the work I did this morning.

I look up once he opens the door and my breath catches in my throat at the sight of him shirtless with wet hair. I've seen him like that countess times before but I can't help but feel flustered this morning.

"Luna" he calls out for me. "Huh? What?" I say snapping myself back into reality. "I asked if I could borrow your hair dryer" he says with an amused smile on his face. "Oh uh yeah it's in the cabinet under the sink" I say looking away, embarrassed that he caught me low key checking him out. "Thanks" he responds with a slight chuckle at the end before going back into the bathroom and closing the door.

"Luna wake up wake up wake up! This Jungkook we're talking about okay, stop it!" I say aloud, careful to keep it quiet enough so he won't be able to hear. I shake my head trying to get rid of the image of Jungkook shirtless and just when I think I've managed to erase it for the time being he comes out without a shirt on again.

"Hey I forgot to grab an extra shirt before I came here. Do you have one here that I could use?" he questions knowing that I steal his clothes half the time. I can't help it okay? He dresses well and we have similar styles, luckily he doesn't seem to mind it too much though.

"Yeah there's probably something in the closet" I say, looking at my phone so I don't betray myself by gawking at him again. He nods and heads over and finds his grey 'Flare Up' shirt and slips it over his head. My eyes betray me and I end up checking him out from the back watching his tiny waist disappear under the baggy shirt. Man I would kill to have a figure like that man.

"Alright I'm gonna head out, call me if you need me okay?" he says reiterating his offers from earlier. I get up to walk him out, helping him grab whatever else he might've forgotten on the way there. "Okay I will" I respond with a soft smile. "And if you change your mind the offer still stands for coming out with us tonight, just let me know and I'll come get you".

"Alright alright get going" I joke, "Don't you have an assignment to work on?" he looks puzzled for a second and then remembers the conversation we had earlier. "Yes I do! Thanks for reminding me. What would I do without you?" he says giving me a hug before bending down to put his shoes on. "Be bored and miserable?" I question laughing.

"You're probably right, but at least I wouldn't have as many headaches" he says teasing me and booping me on the nose for good measure. "Hey!" I say pouting at his teasing. "Just kidding, all the headaches in the world are worth it if I get to keep you" he says wrapping me in a big embrace again before turning to grab the handle. "Thanks?" I question confused at whether I should take that as a compliment or not.

He laughs at my dumbfounded appearance and shouts a "Love you loser" while walking down the hall "See ya weirdo" I respond, laughing at his constant carefree nature. "What am I gonna do with this man?" is all I can say to myself as I feel another swirl of emotions building up inside of me.

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