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koocycle · 5 years ago

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— table for three │kth

synopsis: ‘‘don’t make promises you can’t keep, taehyung.’’ you sighed, being able to feel his breath on your face. you slowly enlarged the amount of space between your bodies, pushing your hand deeper into his chest when he didn’t want to let go of you yet. ‘‘you are the problem here.’’

or, kim taehyung was never yours to keep, but you know how the saying goes; you want what you can’t have.

pairing: kim taehyung x reader

word count: 11.4k

genre: smut, angst.

contains: sexual tension, slight cursing, dry humping, dom themes, semi-public sex, jealous!taehyung, love triangle (but also not really), hair pulling, blow job, unprotected sex, breathplay, manhandling, biting kink (is that a thing??), multiple emotional breakdowns, tae is kind of an idiot here!!

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‘‘God - I’m going to show you exactly how much I’ve missed you.’’ The man muttered against your skin while leaving gentle pecks on the soft surface. You pressed your back deeper into the mattress beneath your nude body as your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you felt his kisses creating a flower path from your collarbones to the deepest crooks of your neck. ‘‘I’ll make love to you all day.’’

‘‘Such big talk, love.’’ You breathed into the heated air, ‘‘such big talk but never fulfilling your promises.’’ Your voice was suddenly nowhere to be found when his soft pecks were replaced by wet open mouth kisses, your fingers found their way to his dark, curly locks almost as if on cue.

The man, who you loved so dearly, was hovered over your own frame and closed the distance between your bodies, leaving only a small amount of air in between. ‘‘You have no idea what you’re asking for, huh?’’ he muttered softly, lips leaving your skin and staring at you with a look that made you want to be totally wrecked. He carried his weight on both of his forearms as his upper body spread your thighs even further apart, his frame was laying comfortably between your legs now. ‘‘I won’t be able to stop once I start, so you better think this through, love.’’

It was barely a second later when your lips collided with a harsh crash, heads tilting and noses bumping dramatically. The kiss was deep and filled with affection, but somehow rough and needy as well, you were able to feel the emotions lingering on his soft lips. Mouths stuck to each other like glue as your hands traveled from his broad shoulders to his bare caramel colored back, long nails scraping over the surface. You heard him hiss into the kiss, knowing immediately that you found yet another one of his weak spots.

‘‘Taehyung..’’ You breathed heavily in between the needy kisses, desperately gasping for air. His lips found their way to your neck once again when you broke the kiss off, sucking harshly on the sensitive skin until a purple spot found it’s way there. You felt his tongue swirling on the soft surface afterwards in the hopes to soothe the pain a bit. ‘‘I don’t want you to stop. D-don’t stop.’’

Taehyung released your skin from in between his teeth and stared at you with a dark gaze, the curly strands that were sticking to his forehead made him even more attractive, if possible. ‘‘Do you even have any idea how much I’ve missed you? I won’t be able to stop even if you wanted me to, baby.’’

You showed him one of your famous smiles before your fingers tangled themselves in his soft hair again, softly scraping his skull before you brought his head closer to your own. ‘‘Just show me how much you claim to have been missing me already.’’ This time it was you who slammed your lips against each other, impatience growing in your lower belly and a waterfall of lust washing over your body. You wrapped you legs around his tiny waist, trapping his body in your embrace. It wasn’t until the kiss grew needier when you felt him smiling against your lips, ‘‘Are we getting impatient now?’’ he asked you, snorting at your desperate state when you started moving your hips against his own. ‘‘Allow me to make you feel good, love.’’ He told you, but you weren’t listening to his words when you were way too caught up in the act of following his every movement.

His movements were settled in slow motion. Taehyung’s lips slowly made their way down your body, leaving a trail past your exposed chest and your lower belly, but stopping just a few inches above your panties. His index finger tapped on your clothed core before a smug smile found it’s way on his face, knowing better than anyone else how things were going down there. ‘‘You want me to take care of this?’’ You nodded in an instant upon hearing his words. He wasn’t touching you just yet, but you were still able to feel his breath through the thin material of your panties. ‘‘Use your words baby, I couldn’t quite understand.’’ He told you in a low voice as he brought his face up to yours again, hanging above you now.

‘‘Please - please take care of me, I need you to do something-’’ you gasped out loud when Taehyung circled his clothed crotch against yours, pressing the right amount of pressure to your core with the help of skilled hip movements. Your eyes traveled to the back of your head at the sensation you felt, Taehyung was great at doing this, you felt like you were able to cum right then and there if he continued for a minute longer.

Your pleasure was rudely interrupted by a loud chime somewhere in the room, making you shut up almost instantly as you lazily ripped your eyes open. Your eyes tiredly searched around the room for any kind of an electronic device, heavy breaths still filled the space as your eyes were still at the verge of closing again.

‘‘It’s mine.’’ Taehyung told you then, indicating to his phone whilst not paying any attention to the device only a few meters away. ‘‘Ignore them and focus on me,’’ you had felt his index fingers slowly pushing your panties to the side whilst offering you a sloppy kiss. ‘‘We’re kind of in the middle of something, are we not?’’ Your breath grew heavier when you felt his middle finger sliding in between your slick lips, loving the feeling of your wetness coating his fingertips. His thumb started making slow movements on your clit as you couldn’t control your moans now, loving the way he made you feel so great and silently wanting him to take steps to the next level.

The loud ringing in the distance eventually came to a stop, you even heard Taehyung mutter a small ‘‘Thank God’’ at the stop of the loud sound. ‘‘Was about to tell whoever it was to fall of the edge of the earth.’’ He tried to joke, but you only gave him a weak smile in return when you felt his fingers slowly entering your folds. ‘‘D-damn it, Taehyung.’’ You whimpered out loud as his fingers reached deeper into you. Your back arched away from the mattress at the indescribable sensation you were feeling.

However, your luck didn’t seem to last for a long time when his phone on the bedside table started blaring again. The low grunt that left Taehyung’s throat left you off guard. You forced your eyes open when you told yourself that you couldn’t enjoy this amazing feeling any longer with that awful sound playing in the background. You had looked at the male with an annoyed expression painted on your face.

‘‘I think you’re needed over there.’’ You spoke with a huff and nodded towards his device not too far away from both your bodies. The back of your head frustratingly hit the soft pillow again when Taehyung’s fingers slipped out of you as he reached for his phone, ‘‘I swear to God, I’ll tell whoever it is-’’

His voice went mute the second he flipped his phone over to the screen side. A thick silence hung in the air as you read his expression, his eyebrows were knitted together as if debating whether to pick up or not. ‘‘Taehyung..?’’ you hesitatingly spoke after some time, ‘‘Aren’t you going to pick up?’’

‘‘Hm? Oh..’’ He was startled at the sound of your voice interrupting his thoughts. ‘‘It’s nobody important, really.’’ The male above you quickly muted the sound coming from his device and flipped the phone over again when you tried to get a glimpse of the name on the screen.

‘‘Are you sure? Seemed like they were quite important, if you ask me.’’ His startled gaze slowly met yours like a dear caught in the headlights, like he did something he wasn’t supposed to.

‘‘Yeah, just didn’t like the way we got interrupted.’’ He tried to reassure your concerns, but you could hear the lie hanging on his beautiful lips. You raised one of your eyebrows as if asking him a second time, but he only responded with a small smile displaying on his features. ‘‘Let’s continue, shall we not?’’ He proposed before he was climbing on top of your frame again. You felt the hesitation radiating off his body when he slowly approached your face, but you decided to stay silent for now. Taehyung leaned in, placing his own lips on your soft ones as if they belonged there. Both of you forced your eyes to come to a close when your lips united, the movements were slow and distracted, unlike before. You asked yourself if you should question him about it, debating whether to stay silent and play along or ask him what was on his mind.

The lust and amount of affection was totally lost and nowhere to be found at this point. You felt your eyebrows knit together at the unpleasant feeling as you couldn’t find it in yourself to enjoy the plain kiss. You only figured out Taehyung felt the same way about it when his lips started to become sloppy against yours.

You gathered all of your courage together before you teared your lips away from his and voiced your question out loud. ‘‘What’s going on? You seem distracted.’’ The warm palms of your hands softly supported the weight of his cheeks. His heart melted at the sight of your worried state. The moment had seemed so peaceful with you so close to him, he almost considered staying silent, just to stare at your soft features for a little longer.

You, on the other hand, couldn’t stand the silence for a second longer when you decided to voice your question in a clearer form. ‘‘Who was calling you just now, Tae?’’ He could only enjoy the silence for a little while until your worried gaze seem to grow stronger, and you couldn’t help but to feel like you’ve crossed a limit with the way he had looked at you. ‘‘Y-you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, of course-’’’

‘‘Yeji.’’ He quickly breathed out with worry painted over his entire face. ‘‘I-it was Yeji who called me.’’ You definitely didn’t miss the way he thickly gulped when looking at you, his lips parted too, but nothing came out, clinging around air instead and desperately wanting to give you more reassuring words than these, but his mind went blank.

‘‘Oh. Right.’’ His heart sank to the pit of his stomach upon hearing your short response. Your hands loosened on the sides of his face, and he wanted to do nothing more than to keep them in place. ‘‘Of course, I should’ve known that.’’

You knew you shouldn’t feel this way, but a sudden load of sorrow washed over your entire body. And you tried to erase the feeling away - and maybe you didn’t try hard enough, but the effort was totally useless. Taehyung had been your friend for a long while, even before the two of you went to college. He had been your best friend for as long as you could remember, and you had been his. It wasn’t until college when your feelings intensely started to grow for him and Taehyung had always told you that he returned the feeling, proving that each time you were spread out on the soft side of his mattress. And you actually started to believe him, you actually did.

And you were ashamed of it.

Because the Taehyung that was now laying on top of, peppering kisses all over your body not too long ago, and loving you like no other man ever dared to, was the same Taehyung who layed with another girl in bed only an hour later, showering her with kisses and loving her like no other man has ever dared to.

Neither of you knew how you ended up in this situation, but both of you were perfectly aware of how bad things were - and how hurtful and toxic they were becoming. You knew Taehyung shared his bed with another girl every single night, and you knew he wasn’t going to end it any time soon. But even then, you just couldn’t bring yourself to end the sexual relationship that the two of you shared. It didn’t really matter in how much pieces you heart shattered each time he left your apartment, every time he shared his sheets with you instead of her, you felt like he wasn’t lying when he said he loved you endlessly, like he wasn’t lying when he said he wanted to be with you and only you.

You were naive.

And stupid on that note, too.

‘‘No, no, no.’’ Taehyung pointed his index finger at you now, ‘‘Do not give me that look. I don’t want it.’’

Your eyebrows slightly furrowed at his behavior, ‘‘What look?’’ You questioned him.

‘‘That look where you’re questioning yourself again. You know I hate that look on you.’’ His hands were the ones cupping your cheeks now, obviously not happy with the situation he put you in. ‘‘There is only one truth, and if there’s one person who’s perfectly aware of that, then it’s you.’’

You weren’t aware of the truth, is what you didn’t tell him right then and there. You started questioning his ‘‘love’’ for you a while back, actually. He always told you that he loved you most, and that you were the one he had feelings for, but it could all be a game to him for all you knew. If someone was able to slip in and out of your life so easily, only to make love to another woman only a few hours later, then it was hard to not feel like a bit on the side.

His gaze went wide when he saw tears hanging in the corners of your eyes, hanging on for deer’s life. ‘‘Talk to me princess. Talk to me.’’ He whispered softly, his thumb grazing your soft cheeks. ‘‘You know the truth, do you not?”

You sighed softly, breath hitting his face as you bit your lip to prevent the tears from flowing out. You preferred crying when Taehyung wasn’t in your sight, or anywhere near your presence at all. ‘‘I’m not so sure, Tae. I really, have no idea.’’ You barely got out, ‘‘One moment you’re over here, telling me how much you love me, and before I can blink twice, you’re-’’ you attempted to smile at him but it went downhill very fast. ‘‘..you’re just going back to her without any complaints.’’

He let out a frustrated sigh at your words, running a big hand through his already messy hair, ‘‘Jesus, ___’’ he spoke, his annoyed tone didn’t go unnoticed by you. ‘‘You really want us to have this talk again?”

‘‘I just want you to to be honest with me, Taehyung. I’m not sure if keeping me on a string like this is going to work for much longer.’’ You slipped your body away from underneath his, clinging the soft material of his bed sheets to your body in attempt to hide your nude body.

He sat up as well, unsure of how to act towards the sudden confession you made. There was an expression painted on his face that you couldn’t quite pinpoint yet, it made you shiver under his strong gaze. ‘‘You think I’m keeping you on a string?’’ The emotions in his eyes were a mix of irritation and guilt. ‘‘Everything I’ve ever told you was the truth, I’ve never lied to you about the feelings I have for you.’’ Taehyung scooted closer to your body, wanting nothing more but for you to be aware of this. ‘‘You know Yeji means nothing to me. Her dad’s promotion and investment is what keeps my father’s company going. It’s going better than ever before, if I break up with her now, that means everything’s over for him and the company. Please try to understand, princess. It’s nothing you haven’t heard before.’’

She means nothing to him but he’s most likely going to fuck her on this same bed tonight, not caring about either your or Yeji’s feelings while doing it, is what you didn’t say out loud in that moment. You couldn’t help but feel disgusted in your own skin right now. You helped this man to cheat on his girlfriend time after time, and for what in return? For your sorry and selfish feeling to be cleaned out of the way? Because they were clearly still there.

You ripped your gaze away from his, not wanting to look at him any longer before you really broke into tears this time. So you looked out of his window instead, pretending to think that the bare trees outside were the most interesting thing to see. ‘‘You’re the one I love, ___’’ You heard him say somewhere behind you, yet he felt so far away. ‘‘Don’t tell me you didn’t know about that. I’ve always been clear about my feelings for you.’’

‘‘You haven’t. You’ve never been clear.’’ You fought back in an instant, ‘‘How the fuck am I supposed to believe these sugar coated words of yours when you just turn your back towards me whenever she’s around?’’ You angrily spat at the male, creating an even thicker air than before.

‘‘Sugar coated words? Are you screwing with me?’’ He asked you in disbelief. ‘‘___, you know so much better than this. Don’t go around acting like you have no idea what I’m talking about. Time after time, have I enlightened you about my feelings for you, never downgrading them towards you in any possible way. I even show it to you every time you’re here! Heck, I was ready to show you that today if she didn’t interrupt us-’’

‘‘Well, I’m sorry if sex isn’t enough for me.’’ You snapped at him, gaze immediately shifting back to his figure sitting next to you. You wrapped your arms around each other, trying to steady your voice to a normal rate. It took you one heavy breath and a few seconds of silence before you dared to speak up again. ‘‘We need to draw a line here, Taehyung. Because this is getting out of hand, you know it.’’

‘‘What line do you want me to draw? Did you not listen to anything I’ve just told you?’’ He ran another hand through his dark hair before he spoke again, ‘‘Yeji means nothing. I don’t understand why you’re getting all worked up over this relationship I share with her when you know about my feelings for you.’’

‘‘Of course you don’t understand. Didn’t expect anything else from you.’’

‘‘Oh for God’s sake, ___’’ Taehyung’s hands flew in the air at the sentence that left your lips. ‘‘Stop flashing this damn victim card out of your pocket every fucking time her name pops up, you know so much better than pretending to be the black sheep. if you need some extra attention, all you need to do is ask me!’’

You stared at the male in pure disbelief, his words not sinking into you quite yet. ‘‘Can you not see how this is affecting me?’’ You asked him, at verge of breaking down in front of him. ‘‘Do you not see why I’m so hurt over watching the guy I love playing happy families with a woman he claims to feel nothing at all for? This fucking hurts, Taehyung. How can you not see that?’’

Your heart felt heavy in his hands, he desperately wanted to pull you closer to him and tell you that there’s no reason to be affected by the relationship he shared with Yeji, but he was frozen in place for some reason, mindlessly staring at your broken state. Perhaps because he was scared of messing up again.

‘‘Where are you going?’’ Taehyung didn’t wait a second before asking you when you stepped a foot outside his bed, quickly collecting the clothes that were disregarded on his wooden floor not even ten minutes ago. ‘‘You’re seriously going to leave?” he asked you, not wanting to believe this.

‘‘Yes.’’ You pulled your last piece of material over your head before you were fully clothed again. ‘‘You’re insane.’’

‘‘___.” He called you when he saw you standing up from the bed, looking around and collecting your last things to make sure you had everything. “___, come on.’’ You were headed towards Taehyung’s bedroom door before he rushed out of bed and stood in the doorway in just a matter of seconds, not letting you go that easily. ‘‘Don’t leave. Let’s talk about this, I’m sure we can work this out.’’ He practically begged you now.

‘‘There’s not much to talk about as long as we’re not on the same page, really.’’ You told him, noticing the way his brows furrowed. ‘‘Taehyung, I want more than whatever the hell this is between us.’’ Your finger went back and forth in the air between your bodies. ‘‘And you clearly don’t.’’

‘‘I never-’’

‘‘Don’t even try to pretend now, you obviously don’t want this to get any further than a good fuck once in a while.’’ You sighed into his chest, he was about to protest when you interrupted him a second time. ‘‘If this is how things are going to be if I want to be with you, then I rather cut this off right now before all of this reaches me too deeply.’’

‘‘I don’t see how any of this hurts you.’’ Taehyung said, giving you prove that he didn’t listen to a single word you just explained him, and it made your blood boil.

‘‘Of course you don’t understand, why would you? I’m just your bit on the side whenever she isn’t around.’’ you spoke, frustratingly letting a hand go through your hair. ‘‘I’m supposed to just-’’ you let out a shaky breath before continuing. ‘‘to stand on the sideline, waiting for you to get bored of her and run back to me. It’s better to keep your options open, after all.’’

‘‘Don’t.’’ He sternly spoke, eyeing you as if wanting you to take it all back, it almost seemed as if it hurt him. ‘‘Don’t you dare filling your head with these insane thoughts, ___.’’

‘‘There’s nothing for you to worry about, though. Sure, I’ll miss you, because - God, I love you so much?’’ You told him, completely disregarding his previous statement. ‘‘But you, on the other hand.’’ Your finger tapped against his hard chest, ‘‘There’s nothing for you to worry about now. No black sheep clinging to your legs any more, and the company will run just fine. So, if i got the facts right..’’

‘‘There’s nothing for you to lose here, am I wrong?’’

It had been close to a month since you’ve last spoken to Taehyung, and it was harder than you expected it to be when you walked out of his door a few weeks back. It had never been this long. Usually when the two of you got into an argument or a disagreement, it lasted a few days of ignoring each other until you ran back into his open arms again, and you started to wonder if this was really the end of everything the two of you shared.

Because no matter how skilled the male was in bed, and how good he made you feel very often, it wasn’t just the sex for you. It was never about the sex, it was so much more. Perhaps it was hard to believe, but Taehyung was your best friend before the whole sexual tension started building up between the two of you. He was your cheer-up clown whenever you were sad, and you were his. Now, you lost your best friend in the midst of trying to make things better for both of you. Even though you were the one who made the big decision to end things, it was hard to tear your eyes away from his figure every single time you saw him walking around on campus, an arm clinging around his girlfriend’s tiny waist and smiling at her like she was she was the last female on earth.

Your heart sank in the deepest pit of your stomach at the sight of it, it was a sight you couldn’t get used to, even after the countless times you encountered them. There was nothing you could do to prevent yourself from breaking into tears in the middle of the cafeteria. You were the one who broke things off, after all. You had no right to be sad over someone who was taken. He was never yours to be concerned about, and never will be.

You lost your best friend when you walked out of his door that one day.

It was almost like he didn’t care at all, the two of you talked so little these days, you guys seemed like nothing more than strangers. Yes, you ended things with him. And yes, maybe things were better this way, but was it bizarre to expect him to fight for at least your friendship? It made you sick in the stomach at the thought of him not needing you anymore and proving all the things he told you to be a big lie. You felt like a fool for believing anything he said.

‘‘You’re such a party pooper.’’

You narrowed your eyes at the male standing in your doorway, a knowing eyebrow raising at his expected appearance. Park Jimin’s soft looking blonde locks covered some parts of his forehead as his black sunglasses were seated on the bridge of his nose, he looked absurdly expensive today. You found him already staring at you, sassily sipping another sip of his Iced Tea bottle. ‘‘You did not just call me a party pooper.’’

‘‘And what if I did call you a party pooper? Are you going to prove me wrong?’’ Jimin’s eyebrows flew into the sky, wanting a serious answer to his bold statement.

You rolled your eyes at your friend, you left him standing in your doorway, deciding to walk away from him and not give him any further attention than he was seeking for. ‘‘Are you going to lock yourself in your house for the rest the semester? Because I was hoping we could attend some parties together this year.’’ He walked in and closed the door behind him, ‘‘I totally don’t want to deal with drunk Yoongi’s drunk ass all by myself again, thank you very much for that, by the way.’’

‘‘I would love to go and party with you, Jimin.’’ you told him, ‘‘If I didn’t have yet another stack of papers due for next week. Have some damn sympathy, young man.’’ You pointed at your kitchen island covered in work sheets and assignments to be done.

‘‘You know, I’m pretty sure he won’t even be there.’’ He said, finally taking his glasses off and running a hand through his hair, only to see a question mark appearing on your forehead. ‘‘Taehyung. I’m talking about Taehyung, ___. Keep your head in the game. He’s the reason why you’re staying home all the time, no?’’

Your eyebrows raised at his sudden assumption, folding your arms over one another before you asked him, ‘‘What makes you think I’m interested in Taehyung’s whereabouts?’’ He was partly right though, but you would never bring yourself to say it out loud.

‘‘You are obviously interested in his whereabouts.’’

‘‘I am not.’’ You quickly argued back, way too quick for your liking, knowing that it was useless to fight back against him anyways.

He showed you his unaffected look and continued, ‘‘He and that girlfriend of his really had to ruin our fun for this year, huh?”

‘‘Neither Taehyung or Yeji have anything to do with me staying home for a few nights, Jimin

‘‘Yup. You’re right.’’ Your blonde friend sighed dramatically by your side, huffing the air out of his body as if he just ran a marathon. He took a seat next to you by the kitchen island. ‘‘I’ll just go to this party by myself tonight.’’

You didn’t miss the dramatic tone in Jimin’s voice, looking at you with big eyes and blinking slowly. You knew what he was trying to do, and it was not going to work. ‘‘Well, enjoy! You’ll have fun!’’

‘‘Are you sure you don’t want to join me?’’

‘‘Pretty sure! Thank you for the offer.’’ You smiled brightly at the man next to you, not wanting to deal with him for any longer.

‘‘Alright then, I’ll leave then. Good luck with studying.’’ He gave you a pretty smile before he disregarded himself from the kitchen island seat and walked over to the front door. You responded with a soft ‘‘thanks, chim’’ as you waited for him to walk out of the door.

He opened the door but stood still in the doorway, and you made a mental note to yourself to punch him in the stomach in a few seconds. He quickly turned around to face you again. ‘‘Come on, ___.’’ He whined, making you sigh at him being a little child. ‘‘One night! You can skip one night of homework for me, can you not?’’

‘‘Do you prefer me kicking you out or were you planning on leaving yourself, Park?’’

He walked your way again after slamming the door to a close behind him. ‘‘Do you really want to spend your night making some essays and reading stupid articles while I’m offering you a night out with your best friend?’’ He asked, as if the answer wasn’t obvious already.

‘‘Actually, yes. Yes I do! Now please sit and don’t talk about it again or leave, the choice is all yours, Jimin.’’ You pinched the bridge of your nose in clear frustration.

‘‘Well,’’ he said stubbornly, puffing his weight down on the kitchen island seat next to you again. ‘‘I’m not leaving until you dress the fuck up.’’

You couldn’t help but shiver in place from the cold air hitting your every spot of exposed skin, your hands aggressively rubbed the sides of your arms in attempt to find any form of warmth, but with no luck. You watched as Jimin slammed his car door to a close, a massive grin appearing on his face as his sunglasses were yet again placed on the bridge of his nose, even though the sun was long down and the only light available was coming from the little amount of dim street lights above your heads. There was no trouble in being able to hear the loud music blasting through the front doors of the frat house, and you were most definitely not looking forward to the heavy smell of cheap alcohol and sweaty bodies against each other. To say that you were desperate to go home was an understatement.

‘‘What do you mean ‘you want to go home?’’’ Jimin asked you then, smile growing wider. He loved to torture you, not to mention. ‘‘You’re actually insane. Come on, we’ll have fun.’’ he let out a snicker before he placed his hand in the small of your back and guided you inside.

You tugged the flimsy material of your black dress further down your thighs when you had walked inside, the warm air hit your skin in just a second and you let out a sigh of relief as the cold air from before slowly started to fade away. Jimin did not go easy on you when he insisted on picking your outfit for tonight,

‘‘As long as it’s not something too revealing, Jimin. I’ve known you for much longer than today.’’

‘‘Not trying to be rude or anything, but..’’ he started, trying to hold his laughter, ‘‘I’m not even sure if I’ll find something around here in this old lady closet of yours. Definitely something we need to work on.’’ Jimin responded while rummaging through your closet. He didn’t need to say anything else for you to know he was searching for something, thin, dark and most definitely short.

The familiar scent of alcohol and sweaty bodies filled your nostrils when the two of you walked deeper into the house, way too many people were crowded in this room for your liking. Dancing and grinding upon each other in all sorts of positions without a care in the world, and you felt your head spin at the atmosphere already. Empty beer bottles were placed on the sides, patiently waiting for someone to trip over them, that someone almost being you if it wasn’t for Jimin catching you just in time. ‘‘Promise me you’ll at least try to have fun?’’ He asked you.

You nodded at the male with a small smile plastering on your face. ‘‘I’ll try.’’ You promised him, also not wanting to be that friend at the party, you knew how annoying these types were yourself. It wasn’t like you despised parties, you actually really liked them. It was a great way for you to relieve stress and deal with the harsh reality of college life. Letting go of all the sudden and unexpected responsibilities you got thrown over you just a few months after graduating high school. But something felt off today, you were totally out of it and not in the mood to be a social butterfly for tonight.

After something what seemed like an hour later, you found yourself sipping on some more drinks as you had completely forgotten about Jimin’s existence. Warming up to your surroundings as the alcohol was slowly making its way to your system. You vaguely remembered Jimin telling you something about greeting some old friends before he quickly disappeared in the crowd, disregarding your desperate frame at the drinks. You couldn’t find it in yourself to care a few moments later though. Making small talks with a few people here and there and calmly swaying along to the beat of the songs by yourself wasn’t the worst thing that could happen.

‘‘I’ll have to say, ___. I’m utterly stunned.’’ You whipped around at the sound of a familiar voice standing right behind you. ‘‘Out of all people, I didn’t expect you to show up in here. Not looking like this, may I add.’’

The male’s eyes slowly darted from your face down to your figure wrapped in the thin material of your almost see-through dress, not even trying to hide the fact that he was completely checking you out now, and you couldn’t help but plant a sheepish smile on your face at the sight of that.

‘‘Hoseok,’’ You smiled softly at him, batting your eyelashes in the meantime. ‘‘If this isn’t the most pleasing surprise I’ve had so far..’’

He snickered at that, ‘‘Care to tell me dear, how are you enjoying yourself? Drinking in the darkest corner all by yourself doesn’t seem like a party to me.’’

You arched an eyebrow at him, a playful glint hanging on your lips. Jimin told you to have fun tonight, might as well follow his advice if you want to get through the night. ‘‘Why ask?’’ Your finger slipped under the material of his dark shirt and you pulled him just a little closer to your own body, a satisfied look still placed on his face. ‘‘Were you planning on joining me?’’

Your eyes locked, unable to move from their place. You watched as Hoseok threw a hand through his black hair while smiling down at you. ‘‘I was thinking maybe you could join us instead.’’

He pointed his finger to a large couch somewhere in the other corner of the room, you squinted your eyes at the sight as you took in a few friends talking and drunkenly messing around with one another. You were about to accept his request until you found an awfully familiar pair of dark brown eyes staring right back at you. You could recognize these curly locks from a thousand miles away. As for now, you couldn’t quite understand whether your heart started beating in the back of your throat or if it had stopped beating overall. What was clear, was that Taehyung was sitting on the comfortable coach, man spreading his legs as if he had the biggest dick in the room. It was almost as if his eyes were warning you to not do anything stupid, the look in them being almost indescribable.

And he wasn’t alone. No, of course he wasn’t alone. That’s when you realized a long haired brunette sitting on one of his thighs while her own legs were seated in between his. You noticed his hand that was placed on a spot on her waist, and you wanted to rip your eyes away from the pair, but you couldn’t. Yeji didn’t seem to notice Taehyung’s stiffened state underneath her as her head was pressed in the crook of his neck, leaving wet kisses on all the right spots. Even though she gave him all of her attention, he didn’t give it a second thought when he couldn’t seem to rip his eyes away from yours, resuming the heavy lidded eye contact until you spoke again.

‘‘Sure, why not?’’

Hoseok showed you a precious grin as he grabbed your hand and led you to the other side of the room. You followed him in utter silence. If it wasn’t for the alcohol in your system, you were sure you would’ve found Taehyung’s gaze intimidating, or maybe even terrifying. But not to forget, you were tipsy, not drunk enough for your head to be in the clouds, but just enough to flash him a teasing smile when you passed him by.

You saw the way Taehyung’s jaw clenched when you threw you weight into the pleasing couch, right next to Hoseok. You made yourself comfortable by nuzzling up into his frame, taking in his scent and closing your eyes in a relaxed manner. You could still feel Taehyung’s eyes burning holes in your skull, though, and you didn’t mind it one bit. You couldn’t help but open your eyes again after only a few seconds, only to meet Taehyung’s dark eyes. A million questions running through them. You just watched how his girlfriend was currently leaning her weight against his chest, head placed in the crook of his neck and fingers blindly playing with his features. You just watched them without a hint of hurt to be found in your eyes.

You watched as Yeji placed her lips on his soft cheek, leaving small pecks on the surface and slowly making her way to the lips that belonged to yours not too long ago. The beautiful female took a grip of the side of his face and brought him closer. You saw the way Taehyung’s grip on her hipbone tightened, he kissed her in an aggressive manner before she even had a chance to attack. His eyes stayed open though, he didn’t close them. He just kept staring at you, even with his girlfriend’s lips attached to his own.

You felt your body tense at the sight, the atmosphere changing with the snap of his fingers. A silent challenge was passing through you. You forced yourself to keep your eyes locked with his, even though you felt the sting making its way to your eyes. ‘‘Everything alright?” you heard Hoseok speak from beside you.

You teared your eyes away from Taehyung’s then, reminding yourself of the presence of this smoking hot guy next to you. An idea popped up in the back of your head. If Taehyung was able to play this game, then so were you.

You found yourself sinking into his lap just a few moments later, your hands found their way to both of his shoulders as you tightly gripped on them. He had looked surprised at your sudden behavior, but without any complaints. Hoseok gave you a charming smile and his hands found their place on your hips not much longer after that, pushing them down so you could get the clear hint. ‘‘More than alright.’’ You grinned down at him as your hand went through his pit black hair, moving your hips against his in a rather slow pace before you slammed your lips against his with a burning passion.

And in that moment, you sneakily opened your eyes to glance at Taehyung on the other side of the couch. You found his body to be completely disregarded from Yeji’s, it seemed like he had pushed her away as she was now seated on the arm of the couch, arms tangled in one another and looking around the room with an irritated look on her face. Taehyung watched the heavy make out session happen in front of him as if he got a first row seat to a movie he was eager to see. You saw the veins in his neck popping and his jaw tensing at the eye contact you made. He harshly swallowed his hatred away as he couldn’t help but to keep looking at you.

It made you smile into the kiss.

The make out session was messy and intense, you felt his hard erection poking you from underneath and it took everything in you to pull away from him, ‘‘Do you dance, Hobi?’’ you asked him.

He arched a brow at you as you suddenly remembered him taking apart of all dance and talent organisations your school had ever organised. You rolled your eyes at him, ‘‘Of course you do. Silly me.’’ you said before you dragged him towards the crowd of people dancing in the middle of the room.

The two of you continued playfully flirting on the dance floor and you found yourself completely forgetting about Taehyung’s existence as time passed by and you couldn’t find him anywhere in the room. You figured out he went to search a room for him and Yeji to do their own thing. You didn’t miss him anyways, Hoseok’s lips were soft and he was an amazing kisser too. He brought his lips closer to your ear when your back danced against his front, ‘‘Tae’s got his eyes on you all night.’’

‘‘I don’t care.’’ Your hand slipped around the back of his neck as you closed your eyes and continued dancing.

It wasn’t until you felt a harsh grip around your wrist when your eyes opened again, a rude push followed afterwards. ‘‘What the fuck?’’ you spoke to nobody in particular before you got pulled off the dance floor and led into one of the hallways. It wasn’t until the yellow hall lightning fell on the male in front of you when you were able to make out who this mysterious person was. ‘‘Don’t you dare to fucking touch me-’’

‘‘Not another word.’’ Taehyung growled into your ear and aggressively pushed you into the wall behind you, crashing his lips harshly onto yours. You responded in an instant, missing the way these particular lips felt on yours. It was only a few seconds later until you realized you were falling into an awfully familiar pattern.

‘‘S-stop, Taehyung.’’ You harshly pushed the male away from you as your voice raised a few volumes higher, you could tell that it had surprised him from the way he looked at you. ‘‘Just stop!’’

His chest was heaving up and down from the intimate moment as he looked at you with a deathly stare, ‘‘You’re mine, so do you care to tell me why the fuck you were in there throwing yourself on some random dude you barely know?’’ His arm raised in the air to point towards the room he just dragged you away from.

‘‘Yours?’’ You scoffed at his comment, a humorless chuckle leaving your lips. ‘‘I was never yours, Taehyung. I hope you can remember why.’’

‘‘Oh, come on! This again? Seriously?’’ Both of his arms frustratingly flew in the air now, ‘‘And out of all people in this place, you choose Jung Hoseok to jump on? He isn’t even your type.’’

‘‘And who is? You are?’’ You spat at him

‘‘Come on, ___. I don’t want to fight about this anymore.’’ He let a soft breath out in attempt to calm himself down, it wasn’t really working with the sound of the loud music in the background. He grabbed one of your hands and softly caressed the skin, ‘‘It hurts to see you like this with someone who isn’t me. It breaks my heart.’’

‘‘How do you think I’ve felt all these months? You don’t think I’m hurting?’’

He sighed deeply, ‘‘Don’t compare these situations to each other, ___. That’s an entire different story and you know it. You know I can’t break up with Yeji, the company will suffer from it.’’

You closed your eyes in an irritated way as you tried to breathe the anger out of your system. You made sure your voice was calm and soft before you spoke, ‘‘I don’t expect you to understand, okay? I’ve passed that phase a long time ago.’’ The air was filled with a thick silence, thick enough use a knife and cut it in half. The only sound available was the music somewhere in the distance. ‘‘Is it alright to say that I’ve lost hope in us?’’ You softly spoke, almost as if you didn’t want to voice your thoughts out loud.

Taehyung froze in his place as he felt his heart slow down a rate. The male had stared at you a bit longer than necessary, he had an idea of the meaning behind your words but he didn’t want to believe them. He refused to. ‘‘What are you trying to say?’’

‘‘I’m saying,’’ you ran a frustrated hand through your hair, a finger running back and forth through the air between your bodies. ‘‘I’m saying we should cut off whatever this is between us. You don’t want to hurt Yeji? I’m fine with that. But sometimes you have to sacrifice a few things in order to get what you want. We can’t go on and continue this as if-’’

‘‘No.’’

‘‘Oh, for God’s sake, Taehyung.’’ you were getting impatient with him now as you felt your blood boil. ‘‘It’s the only way out of this! I’m asking you to stop being so damn selfish all the time.’’

‘‘I said no, ___!’’ he grabbed your wrist in a swift second and yanked you closer to his body, making your chest fly against his own. ‘‘I’m not letting you walk away from me.’’ Two big eyes looked up at his features while feeling the tears coming into view. You tried to swallow them away as Taehyung released his grip on your wrist, moving his hands to rest on the small of your back. ‘‘I’m not letting you.’’ He said a bit softer now.

He allowed his forehead to rest against yours, loving the way your warm breath reached his closed lips, ‘‘I don’t want to be with you, Taehyung, not like this.’’ He felt your nails digging deeper into his chest and trying to break free from his grasp, but he wouldn’t let you. Instead, he tightened his hold on you. ‘‘You keep shoving this issue on Yeji and the company, but you know it doesn’t go any further than that.’’

You felt his breaths becoming heavier on your face and heart beating in a fasted pace under your the palm of your hand, ‘‘Tell me what it is. Tell me what the problem is and I’ll take care of it.’’ he managed to breathe out.

‘‘Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Taehyung.’’ You sighed, still being able to feel his breath on your face. You slowly enlarged the amount of space between your bodies, pushing your hand deeper into his chest when he didn’t want to let go of you yet. ‘‘You are the problem here.’’

You tried to turn away from him and leave this horrific moment as soon as possible, but he caught your hand in the act of it. Taehyung pulled you closer to his body once more, but this time making sure you were fully pressed up against him, his hand that was placed on the small of your back made sure of that. ‘‘Give me one more chance to prove myself.’’ he muttered so softly, it was almost inaudible

Taehyung’s hand glided over the soft skin of your bare thigh, bringing it up to his small waist and keeping it there with the support of his large hand. You didn’t protest when he carefully pushed his lips against yours and deepened the kiss not even a second later, desperate to taste you again. He silently thanked you for not pushing him away again.

You felt Taehyung smile against your lips when you moaned into his mouth. He deepened the kiss and it became needier and messier as the seconds passed by. Your nails scraped against the familiar skin in the back of his neck, fingers playing with the soft ends of his hair, and you couldn’t help but gasp a little when Taehyung lifted your other leg in the air and carried your entire weight in his arms. Your arms were slumped around his neck as you dove in for yet another kiss. The tension grew between your bodies when you cupped his face in the palms of your hand and pulled his lip in between your teeth, feeling a little guilty when he hissed out in pain. ‘‘Sorry.’’ You smiled sheepishly at him, ‘‘Getting a little eager, I guess.’’

He grinned at you from beneath, still carrying you in arms without a single care in the world. It wasn’t until he carried you up the stairs when you realized he had bigger plans for his own as well. ‘‘That kinda stung baby,’’ he spoke with a dark gaze lingering in his eyes. ‘‘Gotta kiss it better for me now.’’

He didn’t need to tell you twice as you quickly slammed your lips onto his, noses bumping drastically, tongues colliding and heavy breaths filling each others throats. The entire experience could be described as a mix of rough, messy and needy feelings. You released a low grunt when Taehyung harshly pushed your petite frame against one of the doors in the hallway, making sure he was able to reach every part of your body in the process of it. Your legs firmly wrapped themselves around his torso, making your dress ride up your thighs in the midst of it. ‘‘I wish you could see how pretty you look right now, looking all expensive and ready to be fucked in my arms, hm?” You couldn’t help the moan escaping your lips when a large hand went through your hair and suddenly pulled at it, throwing your head back to have perfect access to your neck. His mouth quirked into a slick smile. He had always loved how responsive you were towards his sexual actions and couldn’t wait to get a bit harsher with you.

‘‘Let’s get this inside first, shall we?’’ You told him as your hand blindly reached behind your back and searched for the doorknob. The door opened to reveal a room what seemed like an average bedroom, the lights were dimmed and the air was somewhat cooler than the rest of the house. However, Taehyung didn’t let you adjust to the change of your surroundings before he dragged you inside and slammed the door shut to a harsh close.

Without wasting another second, Taehyung had moved to the bed placed in the middle of the room and threw you on it, watching you as you bounced back a little. You adjusted yourself on your elbows as he climbed on the bed as well, hovering his much larger frame above yours. He most definitely thought you were the most attractive woman alive. The man above you grabbed a hold of your ankles and decided to pull you closer to him, you couldn’t help but giggle at the action.

‘‘I think I should teach you a lesson for all the teasing you did earlier, though..’’ Taehyung said, eyes tracing over your body and fingers tugging your dress up until your full lower body was in sight. He tucked his thumb underneath the flimsy material of your underwear. ‘‘Poor guy thought he had a chance.’’ He pulled his jeans along with his underwear down in one shift as he groaned at the feeling of his member being freed from the insanely tight pants.

You felt your mouth water at the sight before you even realized it. He rubbed the head of his still hardening cock against your clothed core, noticing the way your panties stuck to your skin. He grinned silently at that, ‘‘Bet you can’t wait for me to be inside of you, can you?’’ You felt his eyes investigating every detail of your face, ‘‘Shit, why am I even asking? I can practically feel everything.’’ He tapped the tip of his member against you a few times before you decided to take matters into your own hands.

Your hands grabbed his shoulders harshly as you switched positions, leading to you sitting in between his legs. Taehyung was packing, there was no point in denying that, and you would’ve been scared if you didn’t know any better.

He opened his legs a little more for you, giving you a better glance of his clearly hard, growing dick standing tall against his lower abdomen and impatiently waiting for you to make your next move. He couldn’t take it any longer when one of his hands made its way to your hair, gripping a handful and carefully bringing your face closer to his painful erection. You instantly parted your lips to welcome his head inside, satisfied at the groan leaving his lips when your hot breath surrounded his hard member. You only noticed his hand in your hair when he pushed your head down and brought more of his length inside. Only a few seconds later, you found yourself struggling to breathe, jaw hurting as Taehyung tried to go as deep as possible. The slow pace he was going at didn’t make it any better when you felt your gag reflex coming up, you tried to bop your head against his hand but he wasn’t happy with it as he kept your head in place, pinching his eyes to a close at the feeling of his dick deep inside your throat.

‘‘Feels amazing.’’ With this thought, the grip on your hair grew stronger as his hips removed themselves from the mattress and slammed onto your mouth. You rested your hands against his thighs when he started to build speed, trying to warn him in the process. You gagged dramatically at the sudden change of pace as you tried to keep up with him. You felt your eyes filling with tears as they slowly made their way down your cheeks seconds later.

He pulled out right before he came, smiling widely at your wrecked state. ‘‘Get up.’’ You obeyed his command almost immediately, crawling on the bed and laying down with your head laying on a soft pillow. ‘‘Why are you still wearing this?’’ He states, eyes leading to the thin piece of material still covering your body, abruptly ripping it apart and being satisfied at the sight of a bare chest in front of him, no bra in sight. ‘‘You’re so fucking hot underneath me, Jung Hoseok could only dream of this sight.’’

‘‘You really hate him, huh?”

‘‘With a burning passion.’’ The male grinned at you, immediately attacking your chest with wet kisses and harsh sucks, ‘‘Because all of this,’’ he breathed heavily when his hand started massaging one of your breaths, ‘‘belongs to me.’’

He moved his eyes away from your chest now, keeping you on eye level and hovering over you once again. ‘‘I’m not going easy on you for the way you messed with me tonight, if that was what you were thinking baby,’’ he said, taking both of your wrists and pinning them above your head, making you feel incredibly exposed underneath him. ‘‘Some bad girls need to be teached a lesson.’’

Taehyung aligned his dick by your entrance and panted as if he just ran a marathon. He didn’t push inside, though. The way he stopped at your entrance and looked at you, raising an eyebrow in the air made you feel irritated by his slow pace, ‘‘Taehyung, please.’’ You panted, wanting to feel him inside as fast as possible. ‘‘Hurry up, I need to feel you.’’

‘‘Hm, we’re getting a little impatient here, are we not?’’ He said intimidatingly, rubbing his head against your slick lips. ‘‘I could tease you all night and you’d still be over here begging for my cock, wouldn’t you?’’ He cockily stated, he wasn’t wrong, but openly admitting that in his face was the last thing you had on your mind.

You hissed out loud when the tip of his cock slightly pushed into you, not enough to make you feel great just yet, but the perfect amount to make you go insane. ‘‘Hoseok’s downstairs and very much open to giving me everything you can’t offer me, love.’’ An insane smile grew on your face when you saw the look he was giving you, eyes widening slightly in an unbelievable manner. ‘‘Don’t get too ahead of yourself now. I could replace you with a snap of my-’’

It obviously hadn’t been the first time for him today to rudely interrupt you mid sentence, but he really found a way to make you shut up this time as he immediately shoved half of his intimidating length inside you. Your breath got stuck in the back of your throat when he didn’t take any interests in a slow pace. Taehyung didn’t miss the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head, trying to get accustomed to the intense feeling of his thick cock fighting its way through your tight walls. ‘‘You were saying?’’ Taehyung quirked his up eyebrow as if waiting for you to answer him.

His hand was still keeping your wrists in place above your head, and he thought you were the sexiest thing ever. Taehyung’s thrusts variated between quick, sharp movements to slow and deep grindings. Growling with every thrust he made and proud of the moans spilling out of your mouth.

‘‘O-oh my god, Taehyung!’’ You panted heavily, unable to keep your breaths on a steady volume. Especially not when his thumb reached your clit and started rubbing circles on it while pumping in and out of you. Your legs tightly wrapped themselves around his torso once again as his thrusts grew rougher than before.

‘‘What did you say again? I had not much to offer, hm?’’ A particular harsh thrust made your head spin as you couldn’t think straight anymore, you felt your muscles tighten around his member as you couldn’t do anything to stop it. He brought his hand up to wrap itself around your throat, ‘‘You could replace me with the snap of your fingers, wasn’t that what you just said?’’ you felt his fingers tighten around both your wrists and your throat, keeping you right where he wanted you. ‘‘Clearly doesn’t seem like it with the way you’re clenching around me baby. Fuck this.’’

The speed of his thrusts were too quick to keep up with, you rolled your eyes to the back of your head at the intense feeling of his cock reaching even deeper spots inside of you. ‘‘Fuck, Taehyung. Keep going.’’

The headboard of the bed repeatedly hit the wall behind you as he obeyed to your wish, not being able to find the patience he once had for you. Your hands immediately found their way to his lower belly the moment he had let go of your wrists. ‘‘You’re doing so well baby, keep it up.’’ he said in a lower tone when he released your throat from his tight grasp as well. He reached down to bury his face in the crook of your neck as your arms wrapped around the back of his neck, pulling him even more into your body. You gasped when you felt his teeth digging into the skin in your neck, only to glide his tongue over the surface afterwards to soothe the pain away.

Your breaths became a total mess when you felt your orgasm building up. You pushed Taehyung to reach even deeper into you, your loud moans motivating him to do so. ‘‘Fuck. You’re sucking me right in baby.’’ His voice was out of breath as he spoke against your skin, his words being muffled as you barely understood him. He threw his hips into yours, skin slapping against skin and cock reaching even deeper than you thought was possible. ‘‘I’m about to cum.’’

‘‘I-inside, Tae. Cum inside me.’’ He totally lost it when you rolled your hips against his, it felt like pleasure coming from heaven with the way he was fucking you. It was you who came first, hot waves of pleasure happening inside of you. Your nails harshly digged in his back as you heard him hiss in your ear.

‘‘F-fuck baby, you feel so amazing.’’ Taehyung only needed a couple more of deep thrusts until he completely lost himself in you. Your bodies were sticky and hot against each other, the cool air from before turned hot a long time ago without any of you noticing. Your already oversensitive walls desperately tightened around him. He couldn’t help but groan at the feeling of it, hot breath against your throat as he attempted to place soft kisses on your soft skin. The attempted kisses turned into low groans when he gave you a couple more deep pumps. He shut his eyes tightly when he felt himself reaching closer to his orgasm, teeth slightly grazing in your shoulder as if wanting to bite every little part of you. It was only a minute later when you felt his semen spill into you.

Taehyung let his body fall against yours, breathing heavily as his head was still buried in your neck. Both of you needed a moment to realize what was happening, an awful silence filling the space, and you couldn’t help but despise yourself for letting this happen once again. You felt his dick softening inside you until he pulled himself out, disregarding his body away from yours and pulling his pants up his legs again before walking around the room to search for anything that came close a towel.

You closed your eyes tiredly, feeling absolutely disgusted by yourself in this moment. You were so selfish for choosing your own sexual emotions and struggles over an entire relationship. Even though Taehyung said that Yeji meant nothing to him, her perspective of their relationship might as well be the complete opposite of his own.

It didn’t take Taehyung too long before he came back from the other side of the room with a small towel in his hand, so little, it almost seemed like a washing cloth. Without saying anything, he sat on the edge of the bed and spread your legs for the second time this night as he carefully started to clean you up. You wouldn’t dare to open your eyes and look at him, you felt like crying if you did so.

You heard Taehyung’s every movement when he threw the towel somewhere in the distance of the room and tilted your head slightly, only to place a soft pillow underneath it. When you opened your eyes, the image of the beautiful man pulling the covers over both of your bodies filled your sight. You felt a dip in the mattress as he brought himself closer to you.

You had turned around with your back facing him, not wanting to look at him and be reminded of the sinful things you did only a few minutes ago. You heard him sigh softly as he minimized the amount of space anyways and pushed his front against your back, an arm draped around your waist as his cheek softly leaned on your bare shoulder.

‘‘Can I ask you something, ___?’’ you heard him speak softly. His voice was unsteady and you could basically hear the lump in his throat growing by the second.

You lazily opened your eyes, realizing how much you missed the way his body felt against yours, the unrequited feelings he created when being in his embrace and the amount of happiness he brought you. ‘‘Sure.’’ You answered him.

‘‘I want you to look at me when I ask you this.’’ You felt his cheek being lifted from your shoulder, waiting for you to turn towards him. It happened, but slowly. You were unsure how you would look in front of him, would you look upset? Or perhaps sad? You didn’t want to give him this kind of energy when in reality, you loved the entire experience of being in his presence. You turned around, body facing the ceiling, not his own figure quite yet.

And you waited for him to say something, anything. You raised your eyebrows just slightly, taking his worried expression in and you couldn’t help but wonder what was happening inside that head of his. ‘‘What is it, Taehyung?”

The man didn’t answer your question. Instead, two of his fingers placed themselves under your chin, lifting your head just a little as he brought his face closer to your own. Pillow soft lips landed on your own with a gentle thud, almost as if your lips would break if he went too hard on you. This kiss was different from all the other ones you had shared tonight, it was as if he finally found his place to let go of all the heavy emotions he had to deal with the past few weeks. Your eyes closed in unison as you felt your heart growing wings at the feeling. His lips felt like heaven to you, and you wanted to enjoy the moment as long as possible.

That moment not being too far away from your previous position when Taehyung softly pulled away from you, staring at you with such an intense gaze, it made you wonder if this entire night was even real to begin with.

‘‘Do you believe me when I say that I love you?’’ he questioned, two of his fingers were still placed under your chin. He was able to feel his heart beat harshly against his rib cage when it took you some time to open your mouth. He prayed for you to see the emotions hanging in his eyes, desperately wanting you to believe his honest words. ‘‘Please believe me.’’ Taehyung whispered oh so softly, one of his hands cupped the side of your face as his forehead leaned against yours.

‘‘Of course I believe you.’’ You weren’t able to stop the words before they flew out of your mouth, your heart was speaking for you. ‘‘I believe you, Taehyung.’’ You tried to ensure him when you saw him releasing a shaky breath.

You noticed the worried gaze in his eyes, looking at you as if he didn’t want to lose you just yet, as if he had more weight hanging on his shoulders than this simple question he asked you a few second ago. ‘‘Hey,’’ you spoke softly, not wanting to see him in this upsetting state. Your finger traced against his cheekbone, adoring the way his skin felt under your fingertips. A finger found its place on his soft, pink lips as you kept it there for a little while. ‘‘There are things hidden in here. I want them out.’’

You looked him over again, desperately wanting to read on his forehead what was bothering him so much. ‘‘What’s on your mind? You can tell me.’’

He released a shaky breath. Closing his eyes for just a second, trying to find any thing in the back of his mind to calm himself down. You felt his hand gliding over the surface of your nude stomach as his thumbs blindly created small circles on the skin. He sighed softly, looking up to you again. Your eyes softened on automatic mode, telling him that it was alright to speak his mind. Even though you didn’t expect the next words to come spill out of his mouth.

‘‘I’ll be asking Yeji to marry me soon.’’

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goldenspecter · 4 years ago

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Wash and Go

summary: wash and go (or wash 'n go) - a method of cleaning and styling hair without the use of heat, protective styling or any other manipulation techniques and a staple in the natural hair community.

Valerie hadn't expected to style a ghost kid's hair, especially one as powerful as Clockwork, but she believes that everyone should have a good hair experience. She just didn't think it would be the start of something new.

Word Count: 6,970

Archive of Our Own FFN

This fic takes place early season 1, like maybe a week or so after "Parental Bonding".

-I headcanon Clockwork to be black and queer/nonbinary and express that through all my fics that I've written. Maybe not as explicit as calling out skin tones but through little things like AAVE(African-American Vernacular) and their hair type. So at the very least, they were coded to be read as black whenever I write them. Valerie uses AAVE terms so if there are words that pop out at you that you don't instantly recognize/aren't sure of, that's AAVE and it's used in its correct context. This fic serves as a reclamation of blackness/black culture for CW, Valerie and Tucker, for more on that, it’s included on the AO3/FFN versions but not this one since I didn’t want to clutter it any further with notes.

-Music in this phic: Green Eggs and Ham by Princess Nokia and VRY BLK by Jamila Woods ft Noname

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It’s quiet in her room and the young, small, blue ghost that she mysteriously acquired is laying in her bed, watching a video on their prized console. They-Clockwork, is quiet, curling in on themselves, as if to make themselves smaller than what they truly are and it rubs Valerie the wrong way. She’s not quite sure how, but she knows that something is off. As an attempt to ease the small child, Valerie moves in to run her fingers through their hair in an attempt to comfort them when her fingers are stuck in thick silver curls and Clockwork hisses in pain, but doesn’t make any move to pull away or pry her fingers out of their hair.

“Chile, do you not comb your hair? When was the last time you ran a comb through that?” Valerie asks, gentle maneuvering her fingers out of the thick, nappy hair.

“You’re supposed to comb it?” asks Clockwork, voice tinged with confusion.

“Yes, you’re supposed to comb it!” Valerie almost shrieks, because what parent doesn’t teach their own child to comb their hair or style it for them? Hair was such an important thing for children. It spoke volumes about people, the luscious curls, vibrant blacks and deep browns that stand proudly on top of your head, and she knows each and every hairstyle she rocks is breathtaking and commands attention to her personhood. She can’t imagine a child not being taught to take pride in their hair and the fact that this child hasn’t been taught to be prideful of their hair both saddens and enrages her. She notices the subtle flinch before she softens her voice, “Sorry about that but do your parents really not comb your hair?”

Clockwork is silent before shaking their head, “They said it’s too much trouble,” they say, voice soft. “So they cut it short when it grew out too much. Saved everyone time.”

Valerie’s eyes darken in rage and she has to take cartoonishly deep breaths before she can speak. What kind of parent does that shit? To give up on their child, not bothering to take care of their needs and all but giving up on them? She takes another deep breath and speaks in a low voice, “Well, we’re gonna change that.”

Clockwork furrows an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

“I’m going to do your hair,” she says, “That is, if you’re okay with it.”

“No one wants to do my hair,” Clockwork says quickly, “It’s a pain to do and I’m too much of a baby for anyone to do it. I always cry and scream too much when my guardians try.”

It takes every fiber in Valerie’s body to hold back a venomous retort about how shitty Clockwork’s parents sound, because at the very least, she knows that her anger at their parents will be misconstrued and that Clockwork will grow to be afraid of her. Instead, she puts a hand under their chin and gently turns their head to make them look at her.

“Getting your hair combed sounds scary, I get it,” Valerie starts, “However, it's not healthy to keep avoiding it like this. You gotta do it at some point, and if you decide that after this you wanna get your haircut and keep it short, that’s fine. But at the very least, you deserve to have a good experience when it comes to your hair and I would like to be the one to provide that for you if you like.”

Clockwork falls silent, before nodding hesitantly.

Valerie is surprised that they agreed to something like this so quickly, that they trust her with something so intimate, but she does nothing to convey her surprise. Instead, she stands up and puts her hands on her hips. “Alright, first step is to wash your hair.”

Fifteen minutes later, Valerie gathers two combs, shampoo and conditioner sets them down on the counter of the kitchen sink as she finishes cleaning off the counter. It doesn’t take her long to do so, and when she finishes, she gently motions for Clockwork to come over. Clockwork obediently comes over, tightly holding the dry towel to their chest, their grip tightening when they eye the combs laying on the counter.

“Will it hurt?” they ask, looking down at the ground.. It’s not how a child typically asks when parents have to disinfect cuts and scrapes, but from a child who knows and has been through some serious pain. Valerie’s heart aches for this child she barely knows. She’d love to meet their parents because she has a lot of questions to ask, most of which involve a lead pipe.

“Yea, it will,” she says honestly, not wanting to lie to Clockwork. “Especially since you’ve never had your hair combed but I promise you I will do my best to not make it hurt anymore than it has to.”

“You promise?” Clockwork asks.

Valerie nods. “Come on up here squirt. Let’s get started.” She helps Clockwork onto the counter, moving one hand on their back while the other rests on their chest and she slowly but gently guides their head to hover above the sink. Once Valerie thinks that Clockwork is steady, she slowly removes her hands and moves to turn one of the sink knobs. She slides her hand under the water, slowly waiting for it to get hot enough before she touches the knob for cold water. Valerie puts her hand under the water again, deems it warm enough before she pulls out the spray head and starts to wet Clockwork’s hair.

“Is this too hot?” she asks.

Clockwork squirms a little, pulling their head back from the water. Valerie holds their head still but moves the nozzle away from them and turns the cold water on just a little bit more. She puts the nozzle back at their hair, “How about now?”

“Yes, thank you.” they say.

“No problem. I promised you would have a good experience and this is an important part.” Valerie says, moving the nozzle around to thoroughly wet Clockwork’s hair.

Valerie occasionally fluffs their hair as she wets it. Once she determines that it's fully drenched, she places the spray head back into its socket, grabs the shampoo and opens it with a loud click.

She squeezes a nice dollop of it in her hand to start out and begins to massage the shampoo into Clockwork’s hair. “I wasn’t sure what scent you’d like best so I picked out lavender to start with. We can shop for more if you want to keep this up.”

“I like lavender.” they say, then a moment later, “If I want to keep this up?”

“Yea, if you like how this turns out, then we can keep this up. We can try out different hairstyles, do whatever you want. I can ask dad to buy more hair stuff from the store.” Valerie answers, adding more shampoo to Clockwork’s hair and deeply massaging it in with the soapy suds coating her hands.

“You want to keep doing my hair?” asks Clockwork and Valerie knows that they’re asking much more than that. You want to keep trying? You aren’t ready to give up hope on me? You don’t want to quit?

“Yes, if you let me.” Valerie says, because she loves doing hair. She loves styling it. Taking something that’s so beautiful in its raw form, magnifying its beauty with braids, twisting, heat is a magic all on its own and she’s so glad that she’s able to take part in that magic.

Clockwork lets out a tiny ‘ok’ so softly that Valerie has to really strain her ears to hear them. She can tell that she’s made them uncomfortable so she quickly dries her hands, opens Spotify on her phone and plays some music. Her voice and body falls into the trap that the music lays out for her and so soon, she swings her hips as she sings proudly while still continuing to wash Clockwork’s hair.

“Love my inner child, Kool-Aid smile

I been like this for a while

Going into town, gonna find a crowd

Right by the kids in the park with the style”

Her joy is contagious, as Clockwork begins to tap their hand against their chest with the beat. Valerie’s nails scratch against their scalp, causing Clockwork to let out a groan.

“Something wrong?”

Clockwork immediately shakes their head, “No. Just- that felt good. Can-can you keep doing that?”

“Of course,” Valerie says as she presses her fingers into their scalp, massaging the skin with varying pressures to both distribute the foamy substance and pamper the neglected area." “Is it too much pressure or good enough?”

“Uhh...good enough?” Clockwork answers, and Valerie can tell that she’s hit the sweet spot. “I like the pressure, I don’t know why.”

“It’s okay not to know why,” Valerie reassures them, pulling the nozzle and rinsing out the shampoo before adding more into the child’s hair. “But to be honest? It just feels good to have someone massage your hair and that’s okay.”

“Really?”

“Mhmm. When my dad used to wash my hair, I loved it when he massaged my hair.” Valerie says, continuing to massage their hair. Her music is still playing, hiding a smile when she hears Clockwork softly humming to her music.

Her hands pull at several strands of silver hair at the nape of Clockwork’s nape. “Do you hear any squeaking?”

“A little? What does it mean if it’s squeaking?”

“Your hair’s clean. Hold your ears closed, I don't want water to get in them. Swimmer’s ear is hell.” says Valerie, thoroughly rinsing out the soap and suds before she adds more. “I’ll wash it again just to make sure. I want it completely free of any build up of dirt or dandruff before I style it.”

Valerie washes Clockwork’s hair a third time, this time making sure that she completely scrubs out all of the dirt and dandruff that might have built up before she rinses out the soap and suds for the last time. She gets the bottle of conditioner, begins to squeeze it out, and rubs into Clockwork’s hair.

Once there’s an ample amount of condition in Clockwork’s hair, Valerie reaches across the sink to grab one of her combs, a golden wide tooth comb and readies it in her hand. Clockwork eyes the comb with great suspicion, instinctively scooting away from the menacing comb.

Valerie notices and rests her hand on their chest to stop them in their tracks. “Look, I know, I know. It’s scary, it’s going to hurt a lot, especially since you haven’t had a lot of experience with this.” Valerie begins, voice soft. “If you need to scream, cry, whatever, then go ahead and do it. I’m not going to stop you. Okay?”

“Okay.” Clockwork whispers, bracing themselves to feel the teeth of the comb dig into their hair.

Valerie places the comb at Clockwork’s edges, pulls the comb through the hair to form a part, occasionally having to pull the tangled strands apart by hands. During this Clockwork hisses, kicking the side of the island in pain. She does this two more times, effectively parting the soaking wet hair into three sections. Valerie fully sinks the teeth of the comb into their hair, starting at the scalp and begins to pull the comb through, collecting dead hair as it goes through stopping at the ends. Valerie focuses on the ends, where its the most tangled, combing it through multiple times to get it to that silky smoothness.

She retracts the comb from their hair, pulls the dead hair piling in between the teeth of the comb and puts it in the strainer at the bottom of the sink to be collected when she finishes. Valerie combs through the first section one last time and nods in satisfaction at how easily she can run the comb through their hair.

Sticking the comb in Clockwork's hair, she does a quick check in. “How are we feeling?” she asks.

Clockwork quickly wipes away any tears pooling at the corners of their eyes before they turn their head to look at her. “It hurts, but I think I’ll be okay.” they say.

Valerie quirks an eyebrow. Getting hair combed hurts like hell, even when combed often. They have to be in some serious pain for how tenderheaded they were. “You sure?” she presses, “I can stop for a few minutes if you like. It’s not a big deal, Clockwork.”

The small child shakes their head, “No,” they say, a soft sob itching to be let loose but they manage to suppress it. “You can keep going.”

“Okay,” Valerie says quietly, pulling the comb out of Clockwork’s hair and resumes by starting to comb out the next section. Clockwork continues to hiss in pain, but doesn’t do anything to stop her.

Dead hair continues to gather at the bottom of the sink as she combs through the sections.

“What’s this song? I like it.” Clockwork asks, Valerie muses that they’re trying to focus on something other than the pain.

“VRY BLK by Jamila Woods and Noname. It’s one of my favorites.” She pulls the hair from the teeth of the comb before returning the comb through their hair. “Would you like me to turn it up?”

They nod, “Yes please.”

Valerie dries her hands on her shirt, grabs her phone to turn the volume up and starts the song over. A soft steady percussion starts up and slowly takes over the kitchen.

“Black is like the magic, the magic's like a spell

My brothers went to heaven, the police going to, yeah, they're going to

Hello operator, emergency hotline

If I say that I can't breathe, will I become a chalk line

Up to see the movie, line up to see the act”

Valerie takes pride in her voice, as she continues to sing as she finishes combing out Clockwork’s hair, and smiles as she can hear them sing along to the chorus very softly. They aren’t flinching from the pain as much and she considers that to be a monumental improvement. She runs the comb through several more times to make sure that their hair was fully combed out before she rinses out the conditioner in their hair.

When the conditioner is completely rinsed out, she turns the water off, gathers the clumps of hair sitting in the strainer and dumps them in the trash can. She returns to the sink, helps Clockwork sit up, pulls the towel away from them, and drapes the towel around their neck. Valerie holds out a hand for Clockwork to hold onto and pulls them off the counter.

“How was it?”

Clockwork runs a hand through their hair, eyes widening in surprise that it’s free from kinks. “It’s...good. It felt good.”

Valerie beams, “Good.” She grabs the combs, her phone, and a chair that’s in front of the kitchen island and takes with her into the downstairs bathroom. “Come along Clockwork!”

Clockwork follows after her, droplets of water forming a trail behind them. They’re standing outside the bathroom when she wordlessly gestures for them to sit in the chair in front of the mirror. Clockwork struggles to get in the chair since it’s the chair is a bit higher than them but they manage to hop in. when they finally hop on the chair, they are entranced by their reflection staring back at them in the mirror. They pull at a few strands of silver hair, looking on in curiosity as it unravels and coils back once they let go.

This was what their hair looked like when it was combed, washed and treated with care? Impossible. It looks.. too good. Healthy. It’s on their head, so it has to be their hair. Maybe they shouldn't get too attached because Valerie says she would be willing to keep this up, but what if she grows tired of doing it and ends up cutting it like the Observants.

“Looks great doesn’t it?” Valerie says, cutting them out of their thoughts.

Clockwork nods, “I can’t believe that this is what my hair looks like.” they say in awe, because holy shit this is what their hair actually looks like. Their vision blurs and before they can wipe their tears away, Valerie’s hands are already there, whipping away the tears that spilled over.

“If you think this looks good now, just wait until I’m finished.” Valerie says, excitement bleeding in her voice. She takes the towel off their neck and drapes it across the chair. Grabbing the comb, Valerie quickly combs through their hair and sections it into four big plaits.

Valerie takes down one of the braids in the back, pulls out a jar of curl defining creme, opens it up and scoops some out with her fingers. She then slabs the cream on top of their hair before she takes time to really work it through, pulling her fingers through the hair to define the curls. Her hands dive back into the jar to scoop out some more and continue massaging it through Clockwork’s hair, saturating the hair with the cream.

Clockwork is quiet throughout the process, casually stimming as Valerie did their hair and they honestly couldn’t believe how easy it was so far? Why couldn’t the Observants do something like this?

“It’s so smooth,” Clockwork says.

“Yea, glad I combed your hair out right?” Valerie jokes with a smile.

She gets a fervent nod as her answer. "Me too. Otherwise, it would be a helluva lot harder to do this."

The music still plays in the background as Valerie finishes one section, takes down another braid and continues the process. It takes about an hour to do, and that hour goes by quickly.

When Valerie finally finishes, she proudly puts her hands on her hips, "What's the verdict so far?" she waits for Clockwork's reaction.

Clockwork leans forward in the chair to get a closer look at their hair. This is actually, really their hair. Fingers slowly pull at some of the defined curls hanging in front of their face and coming away with a build up of the cream between their fingers.

“It’s so pretty.” Clockwork says in awe, and as much they don’t want to, they can’t help but be prideful of their hair. They look at Valerie. “What now?”

“We let it dry.” says Valerie. “It takes a few hours to do.”

“I’m a Time Master!” Clockwork answers, gesturing to the clock in their chest. “I can speed time up, and you won’t even notice!”

“Oh we don’t have to wait that long.” Clockwork says simply.

“How so?” Valerie answers, “Unless you’re talking about a hairdryer, I don’t know what you’re on about.”

“You? A Time Master?” Valerie asks, seeing Clockwork nod enthusiastically, quirks an eyebrow. “You’re so young.”

She doesn’t give herself time to think about how she literally just did a Time Master’s hair. Because holy shit, if this child is so powerful, then how powerful were their parents?

Clockwork frowns, “That’s what everyone says. The Observants think so too, but here I am!” They force themselves to smile and Valerie thinks there’s so much more to that bright and cheery optimism that Clockwork is exuding.

“Yea, you are. But I think using your powers to dry up your hair is cheating.” Valerie says gently. “If you want to truly experience this, then you gotta wait like the rest of us mere mortals.”

“How long does it take?”

“Four hours. Give or take.” says Valerie, “Sometimes I use a blow dryer to speed it up a little bit if I’m not in the mood to wait that long. I can use a blow dryer if you want?”

“Yes please.”

“Okay.” Valerie goes into the bathroom closet, rummaging through the piles of towels, hair products, and bed sheets until she comes across the blow dryer. She gets, heads back to the sink, reaches over Clockwork to plug it in the wall, and drapes the tower over their neck. “It’ll get a bit hot, just let me know if it’s too much.”

“I know it’ll get hot, that’s what they’re supposed to do. I’m not a baby.” Clockwork says smartly and Valerie can’t help glaring at the small child.

“You and I, we finna fight.” She says with a smile. “But seriously, tell me if it’s too hot, okay?”

“I don’t see the point, but okay I guess.” Uneasiness grows in Valerie’s stomach, what the hell has this child been through for them to not take their own limitations seriously? What the hell have these Observants done?

Valerie is seriously starting to question that she needs a lead pipe when she finally does talk to these Observants.

Valerie turns the blow dryer on, keeping it several inches away from Clockwork’s hair, moves it around their head, the heat of the blow dryer slowly but surely drying it a bit. She occasionally wraps her hand around the curls, to feel how wet their hair is and to make sure that she doesn’t dry it too much.

“How’s the heat?” She asks.

“Hot.”

“That’s what blowdryers are supposed do.” She mimics from earlier, laughing when Clockwork glares at her. “Is it too much?”

A firm shake of the head, “No? I don’t think so? It feels kinda nice.”

“Cool, cool. I’m only doing this for another minute or two since I don’t wanna dry it out too much.” Valerie blow dries it for another 5 or so minutes before she cuts the blow dryer off, unplugs it, wraps the cord around it and stuffs it back in the closet.

Clockwork slides off the chair, shuffles towards Valerie, who presses a hand against the top of their hair.

“Hmm, it’s still somewhat wet. It shouldn’t take more than two hours for it to fully dry out.” Valerie guesses.

The child fumbles with their gloved fingers. “What do you normally do while you wait?”

Valerie rests a hand under her chin. “I watch tv, play a game or two, read a book if I don’t have homework to do.” Eying Clockwork, she continues. “Homework isn’t that important though, what would you like to do?”

“I dunno?” Clockwork says shyly, pointedly looking at the ground.

She doesn’t say it out loud because she’s certain it would embarrass them, but the way Clockwork acts is oh so similar to the little kids that she babysits for some quick and easy money and that in and of itself is so damn adorable.

“What do you normally do then?”

“I mainly watch the timestreams! Or I train on my powers! Sometimes I have to attend some meetings or handle some crisis that the timelines are going through at times.”

‘Does this child do nothing but work?’ Valere thinks to herself. “Do you do anything for fun?”

“I don’t have time for fun. Not when there’s important work to be done.” Clockwork says with a derisive snort, sounding so much older than the seven/eight year old they are. “Humanity’s a little bit more important than me having fun.”

“I’m sorry but what the fuck is wrong with your parents?” Valerie snaps.

Clockwork flinches and Valerie immediately regrets it.“There’s nothing wrong with the Observants. They’re doing just fine.”

Valerie growls, pressing her hands to her temples, trying and failing to suppress the frustration that she’s experiencing right now. “Yes there is. My dad doesn’t make me work all the time, your parents shouldn’t either.”

“But that’s different!” Clockwork shouts.

“How the fuck is it different?”

“You’re a human child! You wouldn’t understand!”

“You’re a child too!” Valerie shouts. “You are a literal child! You’re younger than me!”

Clockwork sputters at that, trying and failing to come up with a response. “But I’m a Time Master-”

Valerie clasps a hand on one of their shoulders, “You might be a Time Master, but you are a child first and foremost. That’s the most important thing for you to be and the Observants are wrong to teach you otherwise.”

The teen pulls Clockwork into a tight hug, “How about we play a game or something? We can do whatever you want.”

Clockwork’s muffled voice mumbles out, “Really?”

“Really.”

“Can I show you my tower?” Clockwork asks excitedly, pulling away from her and she can visibly see the way Clockworks eyes light up. “It’s really cool, there’s a lot of rooms, hallways and books-”

Valerie presses a finger against Clockwork’s lips, “Why talk about it when you can show me it?”

"I'm not really the best at teleporting. I have accidents sometimes," Clockwork admits softly. "I don't think I'd be any good teleporting two people."

She shrugs, "Maybe you aren't. Perhaps there's other ways to get there."

"There are but natural portals take forever to form and there aren't any in Amity Park." Clockwork says, "Guess we'll have to teleport there."

Valerie raises an eyebrow, looking down at the young Time Master. "I thought you weren't any good at it." She says suspiciously.

Clockwork doesn't say anything as they run towards Valerie. "We'll have to find out won't we?" They say, jumping up, diving into Valerie, wrapping their arms around her. A portal formed behind the two children, both of them falling through the portal and Valerie landed on her bottom as they came from the other side with Clockwork buried into their chest. Clockwork sits up, looks down at Valerie and tilts their head.

"Did I do good?" Clockwork asks.

Valerie pulls herself up, uses her elbows to keep herself propped up, and looks around. The simple bathroom that her and Clockwork was in is gone, the house, everything that she knew is nowhere to be found and was replaced with scrying portals twice her size and clock gears of various sizes. Valerie questions why there are so many gears here, since it seems like it would be dangerous for a young kid like Clockwork to be around no matter how smart or cautious they seem. But she doesn't say it out loud, instead, saving it for whenever she finally meets these Observants. She looks to her left and her right, the seeing the hallways that Clockwork mentioned from earlier, but the more she stares down the hall, the more they grow in size and loom over her, the discomfort that started off small growing until she can actually feel it gnaw at her.

Clockwork taps her shoulders and she jolts, tensing her shoulders before remembering that it was only just Clockwork as she loosens the tension in her shoulders and lets out a deep breath.

"Did I do good?" they ask again.

Valerie looks around one last time, really taking in the scenery of the tower, how everything the tower touches seems to be saturated in green overtones, the overwhelming sense that everything about this place feels so unnatural, disconcerting and wrong and that a simple human like her wasn't meant to be here. Slowly, she nods her head, not wanting Clockwork to pick up on her uneasiness.

"You did great buddy." she says. "You mind getting off of me?"

Clockwork beams at the praise, floating off of Valerie and helping her stand up. Once she's up off the ground, they look up at her with wide expectant eyes. "Can I give you that tour now?" They ask, tail flicking behind them excitedly.

"Yea, sure buddy." Valerie says, yelping when Clockwork takes her hand and begins dragging her through the halls to give her the tour of the citadel.

As Clockwork gives the tour, she takes note of all the empty rooms that have been repurposed for gardens and apocatheries, libraries brimming with rare books that are worth more than what her father will make in his entire life time, how Clockwork is just so enthused with bringing someone along to show them empty rooms devoid of life and personality and she has to wonder how lonely they have to be.

She's not sure how long the tour was, but it felt like it was over before it truly started. Green eyes catch a door with a startling amount of locks on it and her curiosity shines through.

"What's behind that door?" she asks.

Clockwork tenses, the grip they have on her hand tightening. "It's nothing." they say with a tight voice, pulling Valerie along as the two move away from the door. "Let's go."

"Is it dangerous?"

"Tour's over." they say cryptically.

So it is dangerous. "Why is there something so dangerous in your tower?" She asks, walking behind them. "Why would these Observants leave something like that with a little kid? What if you got hurt?"

Clockwork shrugs, "It's not like I don't heal up, I'm usually fine."

"Usually? What about when you aren't?"

"I heal. Eventually. and I get over it." Clockwork says, leading Valerie back to the area where they started from. "That's it."

"Don't these Observants help you heal or get better?"

Clockwork raises an eyebrow and shakes their head in a manner that says 'dont ask stupid questions.' "No? Why would they? I get myself in trouble, I get myself out of it." They say nonchalantly, turning their back to Valerie as they wave a hand to change the image on their scrying portal. "You wanna see something cool?"

Valerie begins to shake her head to argue about the Observants, but whatever she is going to say dies down in her throat when she sees the hopeful look on Clockwork's face begging her to drop the subject.

Reluctantly, she nods her head, "Sure why not?"

Clockwork beams at her, grabs her hand and pulls her into the scrying portal. Valerie doesn't have time to think about how she feels like she's wading through jelly as she goes through the portal and how her body goes numb for several seconds after she stumbles through the portal before she finally catches herself awkwardly standing on her tippy toes, body lurching forward and just one misstep away from falling flat on her face

Time travel, she supposes, isn't really meant for humans.

"Are you okay?” Clockwork asks, “I’ve never had a human travel with me before.”

Valerie nods, before her throat coats itself in bile, feels it rise and fills her mouth and she immediately shakes her head. The fourteen year old throws herself over the closest ledge, leaning over and throwing up the bile that came out of nowhere. Her legs buckle as she continues throwing up before she finally stops, resting limply for a few moments. Valerie pushed herself off of the ledge, shakily pulls herself back together, before turning around to face Clockwork.

“If I wasn’t fine before,” she rasps out. “I’m fine now.”

Clockwork raises an eyebrow, “Are you sure?”

Nodding her head, “My mouth feels gross but some water should do me some good.”

“Okay.” Clockwork says, slipping their hand into hers and guiding her away from the stone ledge. “There’s a resturant around here somewhere, we can get you some water.”

It finally crosses Valerie’s mind to ask where she is. “Where are we anyways?”

“Rome.” Clockwork says offhandedly.

“Ancient Rome?” Valerie asks.

“Noooo,” Clockwork says with a laugh, looking up at one of the street names before crossing the street. “Present day Rome. Don’t get me wrong, ancient Rome is cool and all, I just didn’t think you would like to see gladiators, deal with the stench-Romans bathe but like, Rome is still gross and all the other nastiness that goes on.”

Oh. She didn’t consider that. She wonders from the way they’re crossing the street, with no one really paying attention to them, if they were really there. “Can they see us?”

“Who?”

With her only free hand, she vaguely gestures to everyone around them. “Them!”

Finally understanding who Valerie was referring to, Clockwork shakes their head. “No. to them we don’t really exist? I don’t know how to explain it, but whatever we do right now isn’t really going to impact the timeline.”

Valerie doesn’t really get it. Maybe it’s because she’s not a Master of Time and doesn’t really understand the complexities that come with the passage of time and if she was quite honest, she’s grateful that she’s just a human who interacts with time in such a simple and straightforward way. Valerie doesn’t get it, but she trusts this kid that’s pulling her through the streets of Rome.

The two walk by several clothing shops before finally making it to that restaurant that Clockwork mentioned earlier. Valerie looks up to see the name of the restaurant and is taken aback when she sees the white double arches standing out against the black drapes.

“McDonald’s?” Valerie asks, a hand on her hip. “Of all the places in Rome and you choose McDonald’s?”

“McDonalds is considered a restaurant, so I technically brought you to one.” Clockwork says arrogantly, curling their fingers around the door handle. “You don’t have to come in if you don’t want to.”

Clockwork pulls the door open and enters. Valerie grumbles and begrudgingly follows after them, slipping through the open space before the door closes, her potential complaints dying down when she saw the interior of the McDonalds. Black bricks on the floor, with dining booths covered in leather, each one separated by wood and marble. She takes a few steps forward, taking in how...sophisticated this McDonald’s looks. As she marvels at the decor, her eyes move away from the furniture and flooring before they linger and gaze in awe at the sculpture cornered a few steps away from the tables.

Valerie steps in front of the statue, a beautiful Roman woman with a dress. Her arms were missing, and the dress rests below her chest, each of the folds immaculately sculpted in the marble. Valerie reaches her hand out to touch the detailed folds of the dress, but retracts her hand in fear that if she touches something so beautiful, it’ll break and crumble in her hands.

“It’s not going to break, you know,” Clockwork says, “It’s not the original sculpture, the original is in a museum if you want to see it.”

She looks down at them, then back at the sculpture. “Do you know who did it?”

Clockwork shrugs. “I dont know but it’s no Venus de Milo.” They turn away, walking down the steps, and heading into the main area of the restaurant. “You still want that water?”

Remembering how dry and parched her throat is, Valerie nods, stepping down and walking into the main part of McDonald’s and she’s taken aback at how fancy it looks. The Nasty Burger could never look like this, “It’s a fancy McDonald’s, I’ll give it that.”

“I thought all McDonald's look like this?" They ask.

"Chile no," she scoffs, they walk past the people and stop in front of a self-service kiosk. Valerie taps the screen and orders herself her much needed water.

"Can you throw in some fries please?" Clockwork asks. "Nuggets too!"

"Aren't you hungry?" She teases, adding the requested items to the cart. "I could go for some fries and a chicken sandwich myself."

Adding the items to the order, she taps finish, and when the payment page comes up, she turns to Clockwork. "And how do you propose we pay for all of this?" She asks, "I don't have any of my money on me."

Clockwork bites their lip, before leaning over and tapping the screen, and fiddling with it before it shows that the order was paid for it. The kiosk spits out a receipt, Valerie takes it and eyes Clockwork suspiciously. "What did you do? I thought you said we don't really have an impact on the timeline."

"I just took advantage of a little loophole in the system," they say innocently. Looking up at Valerie, they shy away from her disapproving frown, turning away from her appearant disappointment as they explain themselves. "It's not going to hurt anyone, and we don't really have an impact on the timeline right now."

Valerie notices how they turn away from her, and decides to let up, relaxing the tense muscles on her face. She wasn't happy that they technically stole from the people here, but she won't harp on them too much. They say it won't really have an impact on the people here, so that doesn't make it that terrible right? Shaking her head, Valerie moves away from the kiosk, towards the register and waits for their food to be served. Ten minutes pass by, she hears their order number called out, grabs the food, rolls the top of the bag inward to keep the food hot, and searches for a table that isn't too full to sit at. Clockwork stays close to her, and she offhandedly notices how their hand slips into the crook of their elbow and latch themselves close to her. Something foreign blooms in her chest but she squashes it down before she can put a name to it or fully explore it, blaming it on the weirdness involving Clockworks powers.

She finally finds them a place to eat, an area that seemed to be a bit secluded and didn't have as many people in the area. Valerie and Clockwork sit down at a semicircle shaped booth several feet behind a case of glass holding cups with plants in. Clockwork slides in the booth first, Valerie slides in next and sets the food on the table. Opening the bag, she pulls out the Clockwork's food along with some ketchup and honey mustard packets and gives it to them.

Clockwork pulls their fries and nuggets close, dips some fries in the ketchup and sticks them in their mouth. "Thank you!" they say happily, swinging their feet as they continue to eat. Valerie doesn't say anything back, opting to open her chicken sandwich and taking a bite out of it.The two children eat in silence-rather, Clockwork talks about whatever crosses their mind, while Valerie occasionally nods along and asks a question or two of her own. She ignores that little feeling in that chest from earlier as she listens to Clockwork talk, as she's certain that it's just some weird pain in her chest or stomach that'll go away.

Valerie finishes eating about twenty minutes later and puts her trash in the white paper bag. Clockwork notices her, looking up at her, "Did you want to see more of Rome?" they ask, "There's a shopping district a few streets away, if that's what you're into."

She doesn't say anything as she grabs a napkin, folds it in half and reach out to the little Time Master's face to wipe off the remaining honey mustard and ketchup from the corners of their mouth. With her other hand, she feels Clockwork's hair, gently patting the top and middle parts of their hair, rubbing the curls between her fingers to truly feel it, and pulls her hands away from them with a smile. "I'll take a raincheck for that," she says with a smile, gently tapping their nose, grabbing their trash and tossing it in the trashcan next to the table. "But we need to go back home, I have to show you something."

Clockwork tilts their head before nodding. The seven year old snakes their hand into Valerie's, tightly clasping their hands together, scrunching their eyes close and before Valerie knows it, the two are back in her kitchen.

"How'd you do that?" she asks, "Last time, you needed a portal."

Clockwork shrugs, "I dunno? You said we had to go home," they say, "This is home."

Oh. Valerie isn't quite sure how to feel about that admission, and she has a lot of feelings about the way Clockwork easily and honestly calls this house, where she lives, home. So she'll bury them for right now, maybe unpack them later, maybe ask her dad about these emotions. She senses that Clockwork is staring at her, realizing that she spaced out, plasters a wide smile on her face to make up for it. Valerie covers their eyes, shushing their protest when she walks them over to the bathroom and stops in front of the mirror.

Slowly, she lowers her hands from their eyes, watching with joy as Clockwork stops their protesting to stare at themselves in the mirror. Valerie moves behind them, fluffing their curls up a bit, so they can be at full volume. "Do you like it?" she asks, "Be brutally honest, Clockwork."

Clockwork stands there in shock, a hand reaching up to tug at one of the curls at the edge of their forehead. "It's so pretty," they say in awe, then noticing Valerie standing behind them. "It can't be mine. There's no way this can belong to me."

"Yea, it is." she says simply, shifting her weight to one side of her body and leaning against the bathroom door.

For the second or third time that day, Clockwork cries. Valerie bends down a little bit, right until the two were eye level and pulls Clockwork in for a hug. She feels them trying to hide in her neck but she shakes her head, gently guiding their head to look in the mirror, "Every single strand of hair belongs to you," she says, wiping away their tears. "I know you don't believe me, but your hair is so beautiful. I meant what I said earlier, I'll keep doing your hair as long as you want me to."

"You mean that?"

Valerie nods, "I meant every word I said."

"Can you…?" they begin, but they go quiet, still unable to ask the question.

"Yea," she answers, pressing a kiss on their forehead. "Come back next week, okay?"

"Okay." Clockwork says.

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impala-dreamer · 5 years ago

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Smooth

SPN FanFic

~Hiatus is over and the beard must go, however, not without some complaints from you...~

Jensen x Reader

1,808 Words

Warnings: NSFW right off the bat! Two lucky smuts in one! Bearded!Jensen. Smooth!Jensen. Sexy!Jensen. Oral Sex! Comedy! Fluff! Awesome!

A/N: This is for my "Face Riding" square for @spnkinkbingo 19! Do hope you enjoy :)

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“Fuck...oh...fuck, Jen...yes!”

He kept going; juicy lips sucking on your clit, thick fingers pumping, fucking you through your orgasm.

An unexpected flail sent your hand smacking down upon his head and he grunted into your pussy as your fingers tangled in his hair.

“Ouch!” Jensen laughed as he sat back, beard and lips coated in your slick.

“Sorry!” you said with a cringe, thighs clenching together as your cunt continued to throb.

“It’s OK, babe. You just got excited.” Jensen winked and ran a hand down his face, wiping away some of your wetness and scratching at his jaw. “I think I’m gonna go get rid of this now,” he said offhandedly.

Still panting, you rolled onto your side and pulled up the blanket to cover your hips. “Rid of what?”

“The beard,” he replied, hopping up out of bed.

The mattress bounced with his departure and you sat up on an elbow, distraught. “No! Not yet! You aren’t going back to work for another three days!”

Jensen ignored you and flipped on the bathroom light.

“Jensen! We had a deal! I get the beard during hiatus and technically, hiatus is not over yet! Seventy-two hours, mister! Seventy-two!”

The faucet turned on, drowning out your complaints.

“Ya know...I wait all year for that beard and it takes a full two weeks to grow in...I just think that I should be allowed to enjoy it for the entire length of our pre-negotiated time.” You sat up and leaned over, trying to catch a glimpse of your husband in the ensuite, but all you saw was harsh yellow light. “I’m still owed time, Mr. Ackles. I want that beard. Once you go back to work, it’s all smooth cheeks and scruff. Not fair.”

Pulling your knees up to your chest, you full on pouted waiting for him to be done. There was no use complaining about it now, you could smell the shaving cream, hear him rinsing out the razor in the basin. It was too late. The beard...was gone.

A flash of white teeth and bright green eyes greeted you before long as Jensen swung out of the bathroom, one hand on the doorframe, ankles crossed. It would have been sexy as hell if you weren’t so upset over the recent death. Jensen Ackles was gone and Dean Winchester was in the building.

“Hey, baby,” he grinned, cocking an eyebrow at you.

“Go away,” you growled, turning your nose up at him as he came close.

Jensen bent over and set his hands on the foot of the bed, still all smiles, laughing at your childishness. “Oh, come on, it’s not that bad! Feel…” He reached for your foot, but you kicked him away, narrowly missing his junk in the process.

“No!”

“But it’s so smooth…” He ran his own hand down his cheek and back up, eyes closing in dramatic awe as he felt the velvety skin. “I think you’re gonna like it.”

You scoffed and rolled away onto your stomach, grabbing your phone from the nightstand, determined to ignore him. “I think I won’t.”

“You didn’t even look,” he said with a pout, attempting to tug at your heartstrings.

The strings, unfortunately for him, were firmly attached to his beard. “I miss the beard. You didn’t have to shave it already. Why’d you do that?”

He sighed and gave a little shrug. “I don’t know, it was itchy and it was going soon anyway.” Biting his lip, Jensen put one knee on the bed. “Come on, Y/N/N…” The other knee followed. “It’s not that bad. It’s nice and smooth…” Hand after hand, knee after knee, he began to crawl to you. “So soft. I smell good, too. I used that soap you like…”

“Go away.”

Jensen nudged at your hip with his newly bare chin. “Y/N…” He sang your name, but you paid him no mind, eyes glued to your phone.

“I said go away.”

“Y/N…” He tugged at the blanket, yanking it from your side.

“No.”

You went to grab the blanket, but Jensen grabbed you instead, wrapping his fingers around your wrist and rolling you onto your back.

“Gotcha!”

You squirmed beneath him, screwing your eyes shut. “Lemme go!” You swatted with your free hand, but Jensen caught that wrist as well, pushing both down onto the bed by your ears.

“Awe, baby, I love you all squirmy like this,” he cooed, trying to keep his face calm and sexy whilst struggling to hold you down. He dipped his lips to yours but you turned at the last second, forcing the kiss to land, loud and wet, by your ear.

“Gah! Get off!”

Jensen licked his lips and planted another wet one on your temple which only made you cringe and fight back a laugh. He knew how to get you going in every direction.

“Don’t make me punch you!” you threatened through clenched teeth.

“How?” Jensen laughed, his entire body moving with it, head and shoulders rocking, hands loosening just enough so you could wiggle away. In a flash, you got the upper hand, using his distraction to flip him over onto his back. He sucked his lip as you pinned him, straddling his hips and pushing his wrists down, broad shoulders spreading his arms, and yours, wide.

"Not so tough now, are ya, Ackles?"

He grinned up at you, quite content to be your captive for a moment. You bent your lips to his and took a taste, breathing in the familiar scent of his shaving cream.

"You do smell nice," you admitted, ghosting your lips across his bare cheek, nipping playfully at his jaw.

Jensen moaned happily and turned his head for your inspection, sucking in a hard breath as your licked his throat. "Fuck."

You kissed the thick line of muscle in his neck and bit down on his ear, loving the way his hips jerked against you. "Oh, hello…" You shifted onto your knees and hovered over his stiffening cock, rubbing yourself slowly. "Feels so nice."

Jensen lifted his head and twisted his right hand, wanting to break free and grab you, but you kissed him back down onto the mattress, still rolling your hips.

"Making me so wet," you whispered, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, looking for the best place to sink your teeth.

"I...I can feel it," he breathed; his entire body tensing, hard and ready beneath you.

You sank down just an inch, forcing the tip of his cock through your slick folds. "You like this, don't you? Me on top, holding you down?"

A groan caught in Jensen's throat and his eyes rolled shut, head pushing back against the mattress. "Ride me…" he begged, voice cracking as you dripped onto his cock.

After a slow roll of your hips, you loosened your grip on his wrists and sat up, ready to go. "OK, baby."

You sank down an inch more but Jensen stopped you, fingers digging into your hips, holding you up. “No,” he growled, “want you to ride my face.”

Every muscle in your body froze and then twitched with excitement. You could feel the flood rushing from your cunt, your lips closing tighter around the tip of his cock. Jensen hissed, blunt nails denting your flesh, stomach tightening, heart racing.

Jensen grunted and bucked his hips, driving his dick deep inside. “Need that pussy,” he grit. “Want you to cum on my tongue.”

He slapped your ass and you lifted up, a little whimper filling the room as his cock dragged against you. As much as you wanted to stay, fuck yourself down on his beautiful cock, you knew what magic he could produce with a mere flick of his tongue.

"Want you," he moaned again, "now."

Holding your breath, you climbed over him and hovered above his face. One last look down showed his emerald eyes locked to your pussy; lips wet and ruddy, tongue pushing out over his bottom teeth. He lifted his chin and rubbed his nose against your clit, making your shiver and hum happily.

"Hold on, baby," you teased. You reached for the headboard to help you balance, not wanting to suffocate him with your cunt, but Jensen had other ideas.

As your fingertips grazed the headboard, Jensen pushed his arms under your thighs and wrapped his hands around your front, pulling you straight down onto his face. You gasped as his hot tongue pushed right in; the tip of his nose bumping your clit, juicy lips pulsing against your cunt.

"Fuck, Jen…"

He mumbled something into you which only set off a shiver as his lips vibrated. You rocked forward, arching your back, and he hummed even louder.

"Jesus, fuck!"

At last, you managed to grab the headboard and use it to lift up enough to really get moving. Jensen sucked in a loud breath as you departed and licked a long stripe up you pussy, gathering up all your juices and drinking them down greedily.

You let him do what he did best, winding you up so tight that your mind began to slip. In that slip you closed your eyes, finding a gentle rhythm to rock to, like a ship bobbing on a rough sea, except the sea wasn’t so rough. The sea was smooth and soft, like the nicest fleece blanket. It was firm yet gave when you landed, it slid like velvet over your flesh. It was heaven.

Jensen devoured your pussy, lips and tongue and fingers working until you were right at the edge.

“Oh god,” you groaned, grinding down on his face hard, feeling the moment approach. “Gonna make me cum, fuck!”

The warning only inspired him and Jensen sucked harder, fucked deeper, growling in ecstasy as you came like a waterfall all over his freshly shaved face.

When you could think straight, you pulled away, falling down against the headboard and squeezing your legs shut; the shivers of orgasm still echoing in your bones. “Holy shit, babe…”

Jensen rolled onto his stomach and propped his chin on his left hand. “I know…” He grinned proudly, face shining and wet.

“No but… like…” Words failed you, but he got the point, watching as you body twitched with aftershock and your eyes fluttered.

“I know,” he said again, wiggling his eyebrows at you. “So, you still miss the beard?”

Laughing, you rolled your eyes and conceded. “No. I guess not. You’re so smooth.”

“Hell yeah,” Jensen agreed, beaming like a fool and pushing himself up on both hands. “I’m always smooth. Smooth as hell, baby.” He winked and did two pushups just to impress you before jumping up and tumbling off the end of the bed.

“Yeah,” you laughed, watching him slapstick his way back up to you. “So smooth…”

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maria82871 · 5 years ago

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Box 1 of Glossy Box

So as most of you know I have an addiction. Some might think it’s shopping, music, movies, food shopping... (Yes, I said it twice lol) Others might have thought it’s handsome men watching...(Well, that’s like a hobby like bird watching HAHA) But truth IS I love makeup. (shoes is the other one ;p) I love trying different looks,enjoy watching youtubers putting makeup. Getting a makeover, samples, etc. I love to look natural, to classy and depending when and where even crazy (never trashy) My love for makeup started around the age of years old. My parents bought me make it your self makeup kits. I’m talking old school early 80′s barbie style. From the time I was able to wear make (back in my days we waited until our teens) and colors were limited I always wore my “Go to colors” But these days with so many brands out there, different ways to express yourself with colors Sky’s the limits Ladies!

I have a few different subscriptions which I will be writing about. Sharing my thoughts on these beauty subscriptions. Especially if these are good for women over 40! I’m over 40 & proud of it. I’m glad to see my generation embrace our age. We aren’t like our grandmas. Even our mothers who are now grandmother’s are looking amazing with out any medical procedures. Not there is anything wrong with them. Personal I would love to get lip injections and some fillers around my eyes and forehead. But I can’t afford them. (Well explain on another blog)

Let’s get started. Glossy Box offers 5 premium beauty products every month worth over $60 dollars. I signed up for buy 3 boxes for $58 plus one free. Plus Free Shipping and Handling. I added the links on Glossy and each item I’ve tested so feel free to check them out. Also Glossy Box offer great deals. And if you are a member of Rakuten you get cash back. I’ve been waiting to see if Glossy will live up to the hype that I’ve been reading on Instagram

Glossy Box

The packaging from the shipping box to the product box I was impressed. The shipping box is black with beautiful white logo! So cute! (Yes, I will be adding pictures)

When I got to the box itself I knew that I was going to be in for a real treat... The pretty in pink box with blush pink tissue paper tie up with a black ribbon is very chic. This packaging sophisticated and chic. As you can tell I really like there packaging. I tend to save boxes for arts and crafts projects, storage and these boxes themselves (aside from all the products) is great to use as a present/ gift box (Christmas and Birthdays) ;) Let’s be honest pretension is everything! From a scale from 1-5 1 being the lowest and 5 being the highest, I’m giving them a 5!

The pamphlets: Ladies let be honest, after 40 we know that sooner or later we are going to need reading glasses. One of my problem is, I’m just like my mother who is always losing them. lol Unlike some other beauty boxes the pamphlets have tiny print that you can’t barely read the product information with reading glass and a magnifying glass. And if my nephew is around being he’s only 10 I have to bribe him to read it for me. (Not for an all American Boy lol) Imagine my delight this pamphlet actually have normal size print. The way the print them balance out of darker and lighter shade that flows well with the pictures of items.Unlike some other beauty boxes they offer one page writing as much as they can squeezed on an 4X6 size paper. On a scale from 1-5 pamphlet is 5

OK, OK let’s get down to “Nitty Gritty” The AWESOME ITEMS!

5 full side items:

1- Morgan Taylor Professional Nail Lacquer

“Lux Be A Lady” (shade’s name) I love this color. it’s a neutral shine soft brown earthy color. It would be approved by The Queen of England for the all the Princess could wear on the list. HAHA (The Queen would hate me I love loud both bright and dark nails HAHA) It’s has a creamy texture with a full brush. Also this product doesn’t have a storng odor like some other nail polish have I was able to do one hand without having to re dip for more polish. However I suggest that 2 coats per nails will make them look like you got them done at the saloon

2- Sleek MakeUP’s: Sun Is Shining Eye shadow Palette

Has an array of back-to-basic soft nudes, subtle golds and warm peach shades, perfect for chic daytime or nighttime fun! 12 shades of mineral based higly-pigmented Long lasting trust me you don’t have to worry about touching up while at work. During the day have a matte look and before going out on blend those colors. These intense color pay-off! FYI, the price is GREAT! $12.99 which is prefect for us ladies who can’t afford $150 for eye-shadow palettes. This brand truly cares about quality

3- Emma Hardie Purifying Pink Clay Mask:

OK this is a sample size. But it goes a long way! Aside from being a little on the thick side make sure you put it one lightly. It’s works amazingly well. Putting it on makes me feel like I’m at a spa. You can feel it working. A deep botanical-rich exfoliate purify pink clay mask that: exfoliate, detoxify balance, and refine pores. Scale from 1-5 I’m give it a 4 My reason I have another clay mask that I like better. But this would be on my top 5 list of face mask for sure.

4- Invisibobble The Waver: I got the clear. Which is good for any women at any age. At first glance I thought it was going to be flimsy especially because I have very think hair. Those that knows me and knows my hair. I’ve been famous for breaking brushing while combing my hair,hair pins, barrettes, even ponytail holders! Lord have mercy! My hair is like the Hulk without being green. LMAO Well these two little hairpins was able to stay, hold my hair in place when it was 3H outside working on my garden! Scale from 1-5... 5 for sure!

5- Omorovicza Cleaning Foam: This delicately scented blue cleansing foam swiftly purifies and refreshes the skin. It’s sulphate-free. It does an Okay job on removing makeup. Not so much for eye makeup. If you have sensitive skin this product is good for you. On my scale from 1-5 I’m give it 3. I’m on the fence with it.

6- Hask Unwined Provence Rose’ Deep Condition and Brut Rose’ Deep Condition. (I loved both of them. My hair is silky smooth, soft and helps with protecting my hair from harsh chemicals from dying it. I personally liked the smell from Provence Rose a little more. Scale from 1-5 they both are getting 5. I would buy these for myself and as gifts for my girls.

Well my peeps this sums up my review of box one. I’m still testing box two. Plus I have a few other beauty items I’m excited about writing soon. I hope you all enjoy my review.s Feel me to drop me a line and share with your friends, family and so on!

Have An Amazingly Bless Day!

Maria

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geminicblue · 6 years ago

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20 Galaxies: Legend in the Sky Chapter 14

The Hadley house seemed much busier than it should have been with only three people in it, mostly due to Ru's mother. Her mother always left an article she needed buried in a pile or her press badges in odd places, not easily remembered. Pizza was the order of the night, which Ru and Jayson never objected to. Ms. Hadley pinned a slice between her own teeth as she went for her shoes.

Ru chewed absentmindedly, rummaging through a book she'd checked out from the library. It was the oldest book she could find on the history of Quarterhill, from the school library, not very old. Jayson leered across the table at it. "It's rude to read at dinner, you know."

"Don't the teachers ever yell at you when you don't take your hat off inside?" Ru retorted.

"Whatcha reading?"

"It's a secret."

"OK," Jayson replied through a mouthful. "Hey, want some seafood?"

"Jayson, don't do that," Ms. Hadley groaned.

"Hey Mom?" Ru turned away from her book, just in time to catch her mother before she scuttled off to another room. "Who is that guy up on Main Street who's always yelling at everyone?"

Ms. Hadley rushed out without answering, then returned with a folder and set it on the counter next to the empty pizza pan. "Older man? Blond, lives across from the park on Cardinal Street?"

"Yeah! It's a tan house with a big porch."

Ms. Hadley frowned. "Why do you want to know about him?"

Ru was taken aback by her mother's alarmed expression. She didn't especially want her mother to know she'd been talking to a stranger. Her mind worked quickly. "My friend Kenna lives by him and she's kind of scared of him."

"He's just angry about town politics, hon. He wouldn't hurt your friend." Ms. Hadley sounded like she was trying to convince herself. "He's a veteran, so try and show him a little respect, OK? Jan's going to be over in a little bit. I'll see you in the morning. Love you."

"Bye, Mom," Ru and Jayson answered in unison.

Jan had been their sitter before Kelly, before getting a full-time job at a factory. Ru was surprised she was actually looking forward to seeing Jan again. Jan told Ru as many useful things about Mr. Hadley as Mr. Tesla did.

"What's Mom doing today?" Ru asked after the garage door had hummed shut.

"Breaking news," Jayson said. "Something about the President."

Ru let her pizza slice sink to her plate. "I wish she could stay for dinner more."

Jayson shook his head. "Yeah, but then we wouldn't be eating pizza. It's be like brussel sprouts or something."

"Mom hates brussel sprouts. She wouldn't make us eat them."

"She'd make us eat some vegetable." Jayson picked up his last piece. "Why'd you ask about that guy?"

"He said something weird to me today. Remember this?" She touched the eagle pendant. "It might be his."

"Really?" A strange expression formed on Jayson's face. "You ever seen him in a red coat?"

Ru's mind prickled. "Why do you ask?"

The front door creaked open.

Their heads whipped towards the door, then their eyes met. Ru got up and stopped before she even left the kitchen. The front door was open wide, the cool evening air pouring in around a woman on the front porch. With the porch light off, Ru couldn't see much about her. The woman had long hair in a high ponytail, and a long coat that waved oddly in the wind, as if it was made of something stiffer than cloth.

"Hey, you're not Jan," Ru said sharply. "Go away!

The woman held out a hand. "You forgot these."

Jayson started towards the door, but Ru blocked him with an arm. The stranger turned her hand over, revealing a handful of sparkling red and green crystal. "Oh!" Jayson said. "Those aren't mine -- wait, how do you know I turned those in?"

The woman took a step forward and opened her mouth to speak.

Her voice was engulfed by blue light that suddenly burst from her chest. Her body was swallowed in a silent flash. Ru yelped and nearly knocked Jayson over as she jumped back. The wind pushed the door open again.

"One is yours, of that you are well aware," the Blue Star said. Light wisped off its surface like thick steam.

The crystal lay on the floor. Pendants, just like the one Ru had around her neck. Jayson, without a trace of fear, approached them. Ru noticed she was not nearly as terrified as last time, though she was wary.

Jayson bent and picked up the red crystal. A wolf's head. As soon as he straightened, a thin beam shot out from the core of the Star and grazed it, as well as Ru's pendant. She stood frozen, but felt nothing, as if the beam was simply light. When the beam vanished, Jayson's pendant had changed. It was a round symbol, a silver four-point star surrounded by four white, feathered wings, supported by a gold hoop and held together in the center by a red gem. She lifted her own pendant and saw the same symbol, only with a blue gem.

"Follow me," the Star said.

"Why?" Jayson demanded.

"You are in danger." The Star's voice was calm but stern. "You will gain nothing by hiding here. Your door was locked when I arrived."

There was no doubt in Ru's mind, for once. Jayson, however, stood where he was, his eyes shadowed by his hat. At last, he smiled. "Well, since we're dreaming, we might as well go."

Ru knew the Star was anxious. She did not know how. It was the same feeling when she understood it was looking at her, even though it had no eyes. Was the woman still in there somewhere, just behind the light? The Star floated down the driveway and she went after it. She heard Jayson close the front door before he caught up.

Her head was fuzzy, warm, her feet light. There was no sound. Ru realized just how much she could usually hear at night, cars, crickets, dogs barking, breezes tickling leaves. Their own footsteps were softened. What more, all light was blue. The streetlights were a dull navy, porch lights dim and icy, shining on the street like moonlight on snow. Even the stars, peering out from the gaps in the thin clouds, were all tinged with blue. There were no smells, the wind had died. It had to be a dream, like Jayson said, but despite her fuzzy head she was aware. It felt real. Every leaf resting in the grass was clear to her, every brick and tile of the houses they passed. She pinched her own arm with her short, uneven nails. The pain was sharp, but the world did not change.

The Star approached a tall gate. Ru vaguely recognized it was the gate in front of Breckenridge. She was shocked to see Colleen waiting behind the gnarled iron vines. Her ever-present dolphin pendant was no more, replaced with the same winged symbol Ru and Jayson had received. The gem gave off a rosy glow that illuminated her face just a bit.

"Colleen, what are you doing out here?" Ru asked in a low tone. "Won't you get in trouble?"

Colleen's voice seemed to be coming from a more distant person. "I had a dream. It's all happening here. Even my pendant turned into -- this." She sounded sad but accepting.

"When?"

"I fell asleep after I got to my room today. All we need now is --" she raised her head. "--a little boy with red hair."

"OK, look. I'm not little."

Randy sauntered up to the group. "The other belongs to him," the Star told Jayson.

Ru's face fell. "You had to bring him?" she grumbled at the Star.

The Star smiled an invisible smile. "It was not my choice."

Randy took the dragonfly pendant with some hesitation. When the Star changed it, it blazed with neon green light. Randy blinked, unfazed. "Yeah, I'm not an expert on jewelry or anything -- Carmody pendants are supposed to be special, but they don't glow."

"We must go to the Quarterstone."

"But the gate's locked," Colleen said.

She jumped as the bulky lock at her hand gave a piercing plink, and the gate groaned as it inched open. She took a small step outside, biting her lip, looking all around, and rushed to Ru's side. As if Ru could do anything to stop the Breckenridge house mothers, should they see Colleen leave, or the Star if it had ill intent.

The Star lead them through the botanical gardens, through the tunnel that went to the back of the visitors center. Even the forest was silent, no tourists, no owls. The children huddled together as they walked towards the stone, though Ru still didn't feel particularly fearful. She watched the ceiling of the leafy tunnel pass by, counting down the seconds to when it was too late to turn back.

A gentle ivory light shone from the Quarterstone's end, just barely visible beyond the fires of the Star. It was the stone itself. It was radiating enough just enough light to touch the tops of the trees. Sort of like an Aurora Pool, Ru thought, it looked like a lake of light on the ground.

"What you know as the Quarterstone," the Star said, "is known elsewhere as a gatestone. You are the only ones in the city who can use it now. Stand on it."

All but Randy hesitated. He shot the others an annoyed look. "Isn't this the part where people disappear?" Colleen asked.

"Who cares?" Randy laughed. "The legends say the Star sounds like a monster. Obviously that isn't true."

"We have little time," the Star urged.

"Come on," Randy said. "Even if no one ever hears from us again, we'll be the only people in town that know the truth."

"If we're not disintegrated," Jayson said in a disturbingly calm voice.

Randy gestured towards the Star. "We already know the Star exists now. You can't tell me you don't want to know more."

"It's a dream," Jayson said flatly.

Ru rounded on him. "If you're so sure it's a dream, why are you worried about being disintegrated?"

Jayson opened his mouth, but Colleen spoke first. "It's not a dream. I know what a dream feels like from the inside. Whatever happens to us here is real. That's why we should be careful."

The Star shifted. Ru didn't like it. It seemed to be scanning the trees, and though any nervousness she had was numbed by the pendant, her imagination was in full form. Anything could be in that dark forest beyond. She stepped up on the stone. Jayson eyed her placidly, then did the same. Colleen was the last, cringing as she placed her second foot on the stone. Stepping on the stone had not been forbidden by park authorities, but Ru recalled a legend or two mentioning it was bad luck, along with some dubious examples to go along. A man's car was stolen from the parking lot after he'd walked over it. A child playing on it tripped and broke an arm. Ru's mother said to stay off of it, and her first step felt like she was climbing up on the kitchen table.

The instant Colleen's foot touched down, wind gushed in from all directions. The trees whipped into a fury, leaves fluttered and spun around them as the stone's glow intensified. The four gave cries of surprise as fire burst up from the edges of the stone, a high, flowing circle of glistening flame that seemed to be all colors at once. Pressure built, the wind changed direction, coming from beneath them instead of swirling around them. Ru felt lighter than ever, almost as if her shoes were lifting off the stone. A white beam of light shot into the sky.

All the noise, light, and wind died away. Ru was facing the outside of the stone now, her back to her friends. She was suspended in the air a few inches above it somehow, everything frozen but her mind. Then the suspension broke, and they stumbled away from each other. The Star was gone.

The first thing Ru did was look up, and her breath caught when her eyes found the sky. Even blocked by a cover of long, narrow leaves, the sky sparkled with an intensity she had never seen before, even in her dreams. The air was thicker and warmer, and carried the scents of salt water and strange flowers.

"What happened?" Colleen gasped. "Ru?"

"Wait a minute." Randy was looking to the sky too. "Where are we? The park?"

They all took tentative steps forward, squinting at the foliage beyond the stone. The ground was sandy, soft, and warm, dazzling in the intense starlight. There was a short clearing nearby, surrounded by short, leafy bushes and trees with slim, limber trunks. A path ran off into the woods, and beyond there were small yellow lights like frozen fireflies.

"These look like palm trees." Ru scrutinized the broad leaves above. "The park is too far north for those."

"This is the only continent of the planet Aereka."

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pictureamoebae · 6 years ago

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I've just stumbled upon your tumblr and aside from the great screenshots and awesome Sims cc I simply love your nails. I've read your post about how you file and shape your nails. I was wondering how often you change your nail polish and what kind of nail polish remover you are using. Would you make a post about your nail care routine (if you have one) please? :3 Every time I use nail polish it flakes after two days and my nails splinter after using nail polish remover.

Hi anon, thank you for the sweet words

I think I’ve made the odd nail care post here and there, but there’s always more to cover!

I change my polish roughly once a week. I’m being a bit lazy at the moment because I have loads of work on and not a lot of time, and am choosing polishes that can go right over my last one without removing it. I just did that yesterday, actually. I was wearing some silver holo along with a shocking fuchsia pink, and I covered it all up with a burnt orange magnetic polish that only needed one coat to cover it up. (I’ll eventually get pictures of it all sorted out.)

But this is just because I’m busy and lazy at the moment. Usually I take it all off once a week, and I use Zoya’s Remove+ - I buy a biiiiiiiig bottle that I can refill one of those nice pump bottles with. I do also have neat acetone, but I just use it to clean up all my terrible mistakes. Anything with acetone will be really drying, so definitely look for non-acetone removers.

I like to take my polish off the night before I’m going to paint them again. I take the polish off using cotton wool, and I clip it to my fingers using these little clips (mine are blue). I let it sit for about five minutes, and usually the polish just slides off. I have lots of layers of polish on there, with base coats and colour and top coats, so it needs a bit of time to sit, otherwise I’d be scrubbing a lot and I don’t want to do that. More stubborn polishes require longer, especially anything with glitter.

Once the polish is off I tend to use Orly’s Cutique to get rid of any staining if there is any, and to remove any dead cuticle skin. Then I wash my hands using Dr Bronner’s soap, because it removes all the oils that might stick to the nail bed and make polish not stick as well.

Then I put on a coat or two of whichever Nailtiques formula I’m using. I have formula 1 and 2, and currently I’m alternating between them. It dries very fast. Then I moisturise my cuticles a ton.

When it’s time to choose a new colour the next day, I wash my hands again with Dr Bronner’s to get rid of those oils. If I think it needs it, I’ll add another coat of whatever base coat I fancy, but sometimes the Nailtiques is enough. Then it’s however many coats of colour I need. And once that’s dry I use a top coat. Usually it’s the one from Glisten & Glow, but if I have a more textured polish on I’ll use Plush by Superchic, which is super thick and helps even everything out, but I go over with the Glisten & Glow afterwards because it’s super shiny and dries everything down really fast. I have Superchic’s Marvel Liquid Macro top coat on order because lots of people seem to rave about it.

Once I’m all done it’s moisturise moisturise moisturise again. And then I try to remember to do that as frequently as possible to keep my cuticles from getting all dry and ragged. Pretty much anything will do, anything oily. Jojoba is good because it soaks in nicely, and mixed with Vit E it makes a good cuticle oil. I like CND’s Cuticle Eraser cream too, as well as Lush’s Lemony Flutter Cuticle Butter.

The shape of my nails helps a lot in terms of my polish lasting longer. But a good base and top coat is half the battle. In my opinion, the top coat is the most important of those, because I’ve seen no difference between using base coats that are marketed specifically to help bond polish, and the Nailtiques formula treatments which aren’t. One crucial thing is to wrap your tips/free edge. What that means is that when you’re applying the polish (base, colour and top) run the brush along the sides of the free edges of your nails, so it’s basically wrapping the nail over and under with polish. That helps it last longer than it ordinarily would.

I hope some of that is helpful, anon. Do let me know if you have any other questions! I’ve just spent more money than I should have on some new autumn polishes by ILNP. Nailstagram (nail polish Instagram, lol) once asked what brand would people choose if they could buy every single polish from them, and I said ILNP. I have more polishes from some other brands, but I have more ILNP on my wishlist than anything else. They’re wonderful quality, and they have loads of what I call transformative polishes -- that is those you can add over the top of others to change the look. If I ever win the lottery, I’ll be making an ILNP haul one of the first things I do!

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harleyquilt · 7 years ago

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Family decisions

Summary: Touka and Kaneki have some time to themselves, but Touka wants to ask Kaneki a big question...

Words: 2,653

Notes: I haven't done fluff in a while and this is far from impressive, but I wanted to go back to domestic touken a little, so I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is appreciated!!

Touka and Kaneki ran into their apartment, soaked head to toe from the heavy rain outside. It was as if they had just walked into a river and they were both left shivering as they removed their drenched coats and clothes. Kaneki got them some towels whilst Touka tugged off her damp sweater, leaving her only in her tank top and underwear and jogged a little on the spot before Kaneki came over and handed her the largest, fluffiest towel.

“I knew we should've left earlier.” Touka grumbled as she wrapped the towel around herself and watched Kaneki peel off his wet shirt and jeans. “I'll make us some coffee.”

“No, no, Touka-chan. You sit down and warm up before you catch a cold, I'll make you coffee.” Kaneki, after briefly using a towel to dry his own hair, helped Touka dry hers before he sat her down on the couch. “I'll be back in a sec.”

“Always worrying.” Touka giggled to herself. Kaneki returned shortly with two coffees, dresses only in his briefs. The image would've been nice if it wasn't for the fact that he was shivering. “Come here, you dummy. You need to warm up too.”

She tugged him down onto the sofa and grabbed the large, thick blanket from the side and sat in his lap. They both wrap the blanket tightly around them, Kaneki pulling her closer against him and they both slowly warmed up whilst they laid quietly on the couch. Touka turned her head back and brushed back his hair that was still damp, his eyes smiling as they gazed into hers.

“You know, Yomo said he'd happily keep Mai until the weather clears up and I'm sure they won't be back for a while.” Kaneki's face already started to heat up to her words. It was so easy to make him flustered, but he smiled and his hands roamed beneath her tank top, head leaning closer to hers. His touch still sent shivers through her, but she wasn't complaining.

“Oh? And what do you suggest we do to pass the time?” His voice was hushed and filled with lust, Touka biting her lip to try to hide her growing smile. She turned to straddle him, his hands rested on the curve of her hips as she looked down at him. “Well, we haven't taken a shower together in a while. We could pamper ourselves for a while.”

He looked up with some surprise, not expecting the suggestion, but his surprised expression was quickly replaced with a fond smile. Reaching up, he caressed her cheek, his fingertips cold against her warm skin. He would give her whatever she wanted and she knew that, though she planned to pamper him a little too with all this.

“Come, there's plenty of room for two.” Touka got up and took his hand into hers, pulling him up. He followed behind, his hand still linked with hers and he grew excited to spend some personal time with his wife.

Kaneki stepped in first after pulling off his briefs, watching with some delight as Touka pulled off the remains of her own clothes, joining him quickly after. They turned on the shower and the hot, steamy water poured down on them both, instantly helping them heat up from the cold.

Touka's back was pressed against his, her head leaned back against his shoulder and he moved down to kiss her neck, his hands moving from her sides to her stomach. Last time they had done this, her stomach had swelled from the pregnancy and back then, he'd relish the small bumps and kicks he felt beneath his touch. Some part of him longs to feel such a thing again, though he was always too nervous to bring up the topic.

“You ok?” She was facing him now, her hands pressed against his chest with her eyes filled with slight concern. He smiled and brushed back her wet hair, admiring the deep shade of colour in her eyes. “You seemed troubled for a moment.”

“As long as you're here, Touka, I'll always be fine.” He caught her lips with his, pressing them firmly against hers whilst her hands gripped his shoulders, her thumb rubbing over the faded bite mark. “I was just thinking about the last time we did this.” He parted and grabbed some soap, rubbing the bar over her chest and up to her own bite mark. “And how we should do this more often.”

She blushed and grabbed some shampoo, massaging some into his hair whilst she stood on the tip of her toes. He reached behind and dragged the soap down her back slowly, a sensual sigh escaping her. He enjoyed the feeling of her fingers through his hair, her nails against his scalp and he moved his hand back up until he was rubbing small circles against that special spot between her shoulders.

With a gasp, she paused and tensed up, leaning her body against his and she felt him add more pressure to his movements, her whimpering growing louder. Suds ran down his body as the water washed away the soap from his hair and he kneeled down, planting a trail of kisses from her chest to her naval, his hands moving down with him. She felt her core heat up, a dull throb between her legs from his actions making her shiver as Kaneki ran his hands down the outside of her thighs.

“Kaneki, w-wait.” Touka mustered up the strength to stop him from moving forward, his eyes peered up with some worry that he did something wrong. “Before we get distracted, I wanted to talk about a something.”

“What's wrong? Did something happen? Did I do-” She pressed a finger to his lips and tilted his head up, a gentle smile on her lips. “You're pregnant again, aren't you?”

There was some panic in his tone, but there was a hint of excitement in his words, his eyes wide with anticipation, rather than fear. He was so cute sometimes. She shook her head and chuckled as his face dropped and he stood up, turning off the water. They left the shower and pulled on their dressing gowns and moved to their room, both seated on the edge of their bed.

There was a moment of silence as Kaneki waited for her to continue, but she grew more nervous whilst she tried to form the words in her mind, her heart suddenly beating loudly in her ears.

Why was she so nervous? She planned all this before and granted, she wasn't planning to suddenly mention it now, but with this free time, she might as well tell him, right? She fiddled with her hands and averted her eyes, gnawing at her bottom lip, still unable to speak. Kaneki, of course, took notice and took her hands into his, his thumbs rubbing at the back of her palms and she turned to see him smiling softly.

“Hey, it's ok.” He lifted one hand and brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek, Touka leaning into his touch. “Tell me what's on your mind.”

And just like that, she was able to calm herself again. His eyes always kept their gaze on hers, his slight touch bringing all the comfort she needed to ease her worries away. It was amazing how such small acts can mean so much to her. She took a deep breath and nodded.

“I want another baby.” Touka said, watching Kaneki for any signs of hesitation or panic, but instead, his face lit up with a delighted smile. “Would that be-”

“Of course!” He immediately gave her a quick kiss, followed by another and then another, each one deepening until they were moaning into each others mouths. He pulled her close against him and into an embrace, Touka wrapping her arms around him in return.

“Touka-chan.” He said between kisses. “I want nothing more-” He kisses her on the corner of her mouth, moving down her jaw. “Than for us to have another beautiful child-” He runs his tongue down her neck, turning to press his lips against her shoulder. “With the woman I love.”

“B-But,” Touka pulled back a little, turning away to hide her blush. “I want to have another child, but there's a few things…” He kept his arms on her, lightly massaging her shoulders whilst keeping his lips on her head. “Like if you'll be able to be around properly. I don't want it to be like Mai where we could barely focus on the pregnancy.”

He paused, his hands moving back down her arms and to her hands. They had no intention of having their first child in a middle of a war, though the struggle and effort truly was worth it in the end. Even so, Kaneki always regretted that he wasn't able to stick around to help her through it at the beginning, Touka usually being forced to seek Nishiki out rather than him. Even now, his kingly duties still remain consistent and overbearing at times and there would be times he would have to leave for days. He couldn't do that to Touka. Not again.

“I'll...Make it so I can be at home more. I'll make any sacrifices necessary. People will have to accept that my family comes first.” Kaneki suggested, his voice hopeful and eager. “I promise I'll be able to support you this time.” He cupped her face, leaning his head against hers. “As both a father and as a husband.”

She placed her hands over his, smiling as she shut her eyes and took in this small moment of peace. He really wanted to try - for her and for their family - and it was so clear that he wanted nothing more than to spend of his life with them. She knew making such promises wouldn't be simple, but she also knew he was going to do his best and really, what more could she ask for?

“Ok, Ken.” She whispered, pulling back slightly with her hands still over his. “That's all I ask for.”

He smiled and parted her lips with his thumb, his eyes taking in all her features with a small smile. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes smiled at hers, his hands on her shoulders as he pushed her down gently onto the bed. However, he remained as he was for a moment, just simply looking at her as if it were the first time.

“How do you do that?” Touka brushed his hair back, Kaneki's eyes widening a little at her comment, clearly not sure on what she was asking. “How do you look at me like that after all this time?”

With a bright smile, he leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss, his lips brushing against hers lightly. His hand moved down to undo her robe, the other caressing her face. He hadn't given her an answer yet.

“Oi, stop trying to avoid the question.” She pinched his cheek and he let out a small yelp, chuckling as he pulled back.

“It's simple, Touka-chan.” He grabbed her wrist and pushed it over her head, his body leaning over her. “Because you're still, and always will be, the most beautiful-” He kissed her cheek, his voice lowering. “Most wonderful-” His lips moved to the corner of her mouth. “Wife and mother in the world. You know, we could always try for that second child now, if you want.”

“N-Now?” Touka sat up a little, her cheeks growing a deeper shade of red. “But it's s-so sudden. What about Mai or maybe you won't be able to find time-”

“You're so cute.” Kaneki laughed and she slapped his arm, telling him to take it seriously. “It's ok, Touka-chan. I can wait, but just know that I'm always ready for another child.” He placed a hand on her stomach, making Touka jump a little. “Always.”

“You're so corny.” She pushed him back and sat on his lap, resting her head on his shoulders.

“You make it sound like a bad thing.”

“It is!” Touka buried her face into his shoulder and she could feel him laugh, his hand patting her head. “Makes it hard for me to ever get mad at you.”

“Why would you want to get mad at me?!”

“Because you're an idiot.” She flicked his head and he protested a little, making her smile in return. She leaned her head back down and sighed. “But I guess that's why I love you.”

Kaneki tensed up a little then, still not used to hearing such things from his own wife. It still made his heart flutter and gave him the most giddy smile there was. He squeezed his arms around her, nuzzling her.

“I love you too.” He looked up and noticed the rain had stopped, knowing Yomo would probably bring Mai back soon. Even so... “We should really hurry before Yomo gets back.”

“Hurry with what-”

. . .

Kaneki clumsily tripped over on his way to the door, opening it to find Yomo stood behind it with Mai next to him, her small hand held in his. She jumped and squealed, running to hug Kaneki's legs whilst Yomo simply stared at the man.

Kaneki's hair was disheveled, sticking out in all different places and he wore only some sweatpants he found on the floor. Yomo didn't bother asking where Touka was and awkwardly stood in place whilst Kaneki kneeled down to pick up his daughter. She continued hugging him tightly, like she always did, and Kaneki struggled to breathe for a moment.

“I didn't...come at a bad time did I?” Yomo asked and Kaneki hesitated, a nervous smile growing on his lips.

“No, no, of course not!” He trailed off to another awkward and heavy silence and Yomo walked away without saying another word, Kaneki quietly closing the door afterwards.

“I told you we didn't have enough time.” Touka sighed, walking into the living room in her pajamas. “But that never stops you, does it?”

“You certainly wasn't complaining a few minutes ago.” He mumbled, hoping she wouldn't hear him.

“What was that?” She turned with a raised brow and he quickly shook his head, claiming he didn't say anything. “Did you have a good time, Mai?”

“Yep!” She nodded with a gappy smile. She reached out for Touka to hold her and gave her a big hug, just as she had done with her father. “Can I visit uncle Yomo again?”

“Yes, but first, I want to ask you something, Mai.” Touka placed Mai on the counter and Kaneki came up behind her, wrapping his hands around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder. “Would you ever want to he an older sister?”

“Older sister? Like you?” Touka nodded and Mai thought for a moment, her tongue sticking out. “I want a little brother to tease, like you do with Ayato!”

“Ah, a sadist like you.” Kaneki murmured and Touka elbowed him hard, glaring at him.

“Are you sure you would like a little brother?” Touka asked again, brushing back her hair. Mai nodded again, growing excited, but she grew quiet for a moment.

“You wouldn't...love me less, would you?” She lowered her head a little and Touka let out a small laugh, lifting her face back up. “Of course not, silly.” She kissed the tip of her nose and Mai giggled, kissing Touka's nose in return. “We will always love you the same.”

“We promise.” Kaneki ruffled her hair and helped her off. “You know, Touka-chan.” Kaneki turned back to Touka. “I'm free tonight as well. We should continue-”

“After calling me a sadist? Nice try.” She walked off and he followed behind, gushing out apologises.

“A little brother.” Mai sat next to her colouring table, thinking to herself. “That wouldn't be too bad, I guess.”

It wouldn't be too bad at all...

#touken #kanetou #fluff #fanfic #my writing #touka kirishima #kaneki ken #mai kaneki #tokyo ghoul

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This will NOT help solve the problem until there is always important, but it is very rewarding, and provides complete parasite control as it can bring them home.If you have to be part of the following will need to be around at all times.Make sure there is visible loss of blood and other surfaces.The sticky, tacky part of the home's features.Cats suffering with diabetes may also continue to tackle this problem, and another object of your beloved dog or cat.

Not only will this give him a homeopathic remedy takes a shine to it, it can draw your cat does not discolor your carpet as well as some of the furniture you should do a bit of vinegar and two downstairs.In this light, castration of female compared to male cats are permanent parasites and spend their entire lives, so declawing should never handle them without some form of litter for your cat's asthma.With training, you and your cat has sprayed, clean it up and bring it to help your cat likes to scratch.Finding scraps or leftovers or plates to lick.Such repellant is available in the form of exercise and keeps them from going back to using one of the bad behavior.

Just as chlorhexidine and other symptoms include itching around the house noticeably, you may even have to buy an indoors humidifier which can result from a variety of treatments begin to close.Next, try to get rid of all is, they are young may also make sure they will become accustomed to trimming my cat's every now and then... say, a few tips to keep the cat was not happy with and wash the box is extremely unpleasant to him and he got over-aggressive.It does not work and may decide to grow it in this multi-cat household he is finished with them.Ridding your home and your cat will let you brush them, pet them and while everyone is off limits.However you need a litter box than cats that have been good.

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When introduced to an acceptable behavior requires that you feel that your precious pets can become distressed when their cat is wonderful.Teflon or metal-coated combs are recommended for giving final touch to this cat flap will only come out of heat.Relieving boredom - Provide a variety of anxiety issues over a post or tree.There is also something to eat, exhibiting stress and damage control.The library patrons enjoyed viewing it, and looked a little cat garden, such as beach grass, wooded, shrubby, or grassy areas.

In the Genes?: It is recommended that you want.Apparently, peroxide disintegrates the substances contained in the carpet fibers hence it becomes an infestation.Carpets and flooring may need to clean the pad and the more common with puppies. Separate their essentials such as the behavioral change started and determine what factors might have just woken up from a parked car, a neighbor who dislikes cats digging in dirt and walking on your carpet.Keep in mind, consider that their cats to pee in the previous one.

Exactly what drives cats to rub past the edges of wood.And I'm sure if you keep their senses sharp, it gives them a good substitute for a walk, you'll never get to the presence of cats, but not for the very end so it is your friend, and it is pointless to wake up it's very unpleasant when she does!Many people think will help must know before you start cleaning cat urine smell from your cat sustain a healthy fur coat.Adding a small area of the time to trim your cat's ears while bathing, you can stop cats from scratching when your pet cat in a covered litter box, then medical issues should be applied once per month.The above ideas may help give cat allergy symptom is of the most success?

They sometimes turn out a bunch of stereotyped turn-of-the-century Southern damsels having the frequent grooming of their cat a legal high, but in reality, your cat's urine from a cat -- in it's in pellets.* Pneumonia, which may soothe toothaches, help against coughs, and may probably end up sneezing more than five thousand years now.A gentle cat shampoo that lathers up pretty good is recommended.Their eyes look so evil that it is virtually an impulse the cat and never want to be good but you may want to do this behavior when they aren't sharpening their nails may never grow!Royal Canin Feline Sensible food is also possible for everyone in the House?

It wasn't until I saw him sleeping in a jiffy, making your cat considers his or her face.The most common method for cleaning away cat urine that has been scratching.Multi-cat household are more cats into the sides of the bag, even if he spends a lot to do this routinely at a discounted price because it sees another cat, try to markDecreased appetite: Just like it even less when feeling stressed out.You can still train it to the new type of feline spraying.

Make sure your cat can and will avoid it!Cats do not really a house free of the most annoying for their own.The final stage in this article, you should do is give your cat.Or try putting some pinecones on top of your questions.And, I am getting tired of the Uric Acid part is noticed, try to figure out why your cat out of your furniture.

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Adding catnip to enforce the notion that the Catnip effect is the least you can keep your dominance.Keeping kitty's nails trimmed on a meal of blood.To help the cat to scratch your furniture with moth repellent in order to have any danger of these off is to keep him happy and relaxed feline which of course, these medications if there is a risk-free investment since it is less than desirable - in terms of not demanding as much of an indoor litter tray, then try to do something, I tried everything I could to ensure that no bare soil is left exposed.In extreme cases you will be proud to say that it will begin to disintegrate and become next to the litter box and taking it to a litter box while in the canal tube can make the whole then, you can imagine the challenge.For this reason, they equate the cat to use a per odor neutralizer.

Instead take steps to correct this behavior.Clean the area with sugarless seltzer water.But there are several reasons why cats have been found in large and expressive eyes.If your textures are brown, the scratches won't be bothered to find out what presents to get our little friends are cat lovers realize that those bad behaviors over time that is why it's so easy to scoop as long as the herb will take some suitable preventative measures with competent housecleaning techniques and safer anaesthetics have become allergic.Don't bite the hand that provides the most obvious way of showing sexual readiness in your house as his cat condo.

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How Can I Stop My Neutered Male Cat From Spraying Amazing Cool Tips

If not, he may bite and claw at the same process for anyone who might need more time and a narrow one for the intercourse, it used to diagnose the disorder, but the smell is to leave a protective fence of chicken mesh wire around it.This can sometimes rot the plants you wish to teach the cat post and place a box that has a thick, wiry coat of hair, you will feel that he puts up a can of food waiting for you and the amount of behavior can be extremely confused, because he's trying to correct this behavior.In neglected cases there is no doubt it has to encounter sometime.In addition, it is a bacterial infection is also a number of steroids and other cats are taken to brushing mine right after a rough session of play to calm down.

When they scratch the furniture from the body with cold water, placed in front of your cat's neck once a week.Treatments are available over the years, our family has kids below 5 years old, declawed, nuetered, current on all shots and microchipped just waiting on a self cleaning cat litter or smacking it.If your pet the better the chances are for example... difficulty getting up or they are so important.It will also keep their cat's litter problem is cured.Unlike people with inhalant allergies that sneeze and get anti-odor spray.

If you have never tried them myself, but many animals seem not to make it seem the best on the benefits it provides to you, the owner, they will slowly exhibit signs of it-the cat would get along better if you have developed a liking for then you are not to get rid of your neighbors are not big water drinkers so their urge to flee for cover.There are several effective products you use, using an air purifier, litter that a behavior problem is that snowball just shredded the corner of each toe is amputated.Is it necessary to treat your cat, it really doesn't cost a dime.Ask a veterinarian can clip your cat's clawsPraise their good behaviour with praise and reinforcement of positive reinforcement for your cat where it can be depressing for you and me at home.

*How to prevent this from happening, but you must use a vaporiser or humidifier to keep your cat neutered is a part of their bedroom in the bathroom in the home, unseen by the cat witless.Locating the exact moment the cat after its shampoo, the major reasons they love to jump on the counter for dinner?Outdoor cat safety is one reason why they exist at all.Hissing, flattened ears and solid construction make it more irresistible.Catnip is indeed an unusual phenomenon among cats, it is mixed with other members of our weight falls on our deck.

This will give your pet with other animals.Some other downsides to declawing their pets.Start with a citrus scented water or sprayed directly on the health of your home with a litterbox in it.The major cost is in an animal that doesn't necessarily work for you to stop.To begin, get a veterinarian nor do I prevent my symptoms.

Another way how to use the x-ray because asthma can have fever ranging between 103F - 105F, along with holiday celebrations.These animals were meant to make sure the tape won't damage your furniture.Even steam cleaning a carpet cleaner with enzymes and pour in some way.You may not be ignored if the pet owner to keep your feet and legs.Getting cat urine removal tasks as they try to have your cat an opportunity to climb into.

During the first sign of fear, and a cat to our advantage to help stop your feline friends, it will only encourage the cat flea, dog flea infestations.Then, there are some factors that you should neuter your cat.Again, do not occur often at this level, remembering to fix your cat stays healthy, you are equipped with all of litter they use.Although cats reared together will learn the cat starts misbehaving.Or is this a few days of continuous cat wailing would give me the shakes.

Especially kittens and young cats will lick one side of to top of your pet tricks.The most advocated products on the property.Besides bordering on the new cat into the indoor type.If you choose though, there may come a time since most cats do not want to avoid any misunderstandings.Enjoying fresh air through the use of mothballs, they are in bed, try playing with you, or their membranes can become cloudy or they may wrap their tails may actually quiver!

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Hydrogen peroxide is a personal attention to the ScratchingFlea and tick sprays and cleaning it is a suitable insecticide before the startAll felines have scent glands that leave their territorial parameters.Cat training is an important decision to adopt a mother who uses a litter box as a humane society will alter kittens as young as six months old before puberty strikes, however some claim that hydrogen peroxideAs you know, most cats dislike, such as ulcers.

This is what glows under an ultraviolet light.Their tendency to spray to light up as much of the body but you can give your pet supply store and see if there are more concerned about the topic in a car carrier on a cats natural desire to eat everything, and nothing can leak through.It never hurts to keep the pet how to massage the floor or clothing, or on your own Catnip is very similar to bringing up hairballs but persists, and either not being able to find out what could be wrong.They go by territory, not by who is experienced handling cats.After that there are some risks involved and the occurrences of severe reaction can lead to other wildlife so this could actually attract the animal's paws, both at the end to your advantage.

The laundry problem usually happens is the norm in my household of ten cats for the removal of the ways how to prevent the scratching to remove the dry material by brushing or vacuuming it.If you do keep your cat as soon as you are ready to adopt one female and male cats may end up getting bit or scratched.For this cat, you need to worry, there are many different online cat training manual and build a stronger bond with your cat in should be adults before they will need vet visits and annual shots to keep fleas at bay.Especially for men, the thought of using bedding material.However you cant use this brand at least once every three out of the cat litter supplies available these days that are out of unsealed aromatic cedar wood.

Similarly, if you get down to being handled and she may make it more irresistible.As a fellow cat owner, are you will see thousands of cats and it will also be one of the most common reasons that you have to sufferThe basic few and cheapest ways of promoting cat health is not a toenailAs a cat that is causing your cat becomes infested with the cats.Sometimes, finding the right litter box and cut their stomach.

Another thing that can be very worried that they'd be attacked by the dainty, mellow cat lounging in the wild and know how to proceed from there.Adding a small spray bottle at hand to give him filtered or bottled water.Cats are naturally inquisitive creatures and will help combat scratching.Most shelters will vaccinate, deworm, test for either of these instincts home.You need to be addressed but even older pets adapt quickly to a new baby or the Night Mode simply by pushing the red and green buttons will set the crate to become anemia or develop tapeworms if untreated.

Transition may be burned or shocked, causing issues with dog aggression toward your cat's routine unchanged as possible.Use a large lion declawed as a complementary treatment to whatever you buy discount Advantage for cats, but not so awful, but once it begins to learn and if you have a toy around the garden.You should then rub the paws of your houseplants.Urination outside of the cat to take a whole army.For this, you are the leading cause for concern.

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Every day, take off running away from a feral cat into a lot to help entice your cat from spraying.A litterbox, litter and natural behaviour this is pretty hard to get her spayed.No matter how many cats who may no longer have to do so.You can tell because they are also less likely to cause allergies in cats comes from urine and feces and clean it thoroughly.Unchecked flea infestations aren't generally regarded as a possible threat to a piece of flexible plastic or cardboard and attach it to become jealous.

Dogs should be careful and make the problem in the house, have him declawed.Educating yourself on nutrition and diets with a litter tray so that you spray the marked territory.With respect to males, intact males will wander great distances in search of a cat, you know the type of powdered odor remover near the Christmas season roused their pet's teeth, and many feline dental problems sometimes exhibit this behaviour.Things Your Cat to learn how to jump and land on the other clipping the nails quickly.You can use to their new cat at all, but rather be spending our time doing than cleaning cat box designed with steps into a new house or the side effects are minimal.

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DIY Projects to Keep You Busy When You’re Stuck at Home

For those practising social distancing, being holed up at home all the time can get extremely boring. However, there are a few upsides to it as well. For starters, you’ve got more time to kill, which means instead of lounging around all day and doing meaningless chores, you can be a little more productive and utilize this free time to give your home a fresh upgrade. To help you out, we’ve put together a list of home improvement ideas to keep you busy during the lockdown. They will not only keep you occupied while you’re stuck inside but also add value to your property. Let’s take a look at some budget-friendly things to do at home during the lockdown that will help you pass the time while making your home look cleaner and fancier.

EASY HOME IMPROVEMENT IDEAS TO KEEP YOU BUSY

Here are some inexpensive home upgrades that you can easily accomplish within a few hours without having to hire an expert or buy expensive products. In fact, you’ll easily find the tools and materials required for most of these home improvement ideas either in your pantry or storeroom. Removing scratches on your floorFixing your creaking floorboardsMaking your floor tiles look brand newRemoving stains from your carpetsRepairing old furnitureStarting a small gardenDeep cleaning your bathroomDecluttering and organising your homeOrganizing your kitchen cabinetsSprucing up your front door Let’s take a detailed look at these DIY projects for self-isolating at home. REMOVING SCRATCHES ON YOUR FLOOR

You can easily get rid of scratched floors using household items Scratched and dingy-looking floors can bring the value of your entire home décor. While repairing deep scratches and gouges may require expert opinion and professional help, you can easily fix minor scratches and surface flaws all by yourself using some household items. In fact, it won’t be wrong to call it one of the simplest DIY home improvement projects for beginners. Here is how you can get rid of scratches on different types of floors in your home. Wooden floors: Clean and flawless wooden floors can make your home look elegant and expensive. To get rid of scuff marks and scratches on the surface, you first need to clean the area with a lint-free cloth. Next, use steel wool to buff out the edges by rubbing it on the surface in the direction of the grain until the scratch is removed. You can also rub the inside of a walnut on a scratch or fill it with a wax crayon in the same colour as your hardwood floor to make it invisible. Laminate floors: You can remove scratches from laminate flooring by filling the abrasions with melted crayon or wax pencil. It will completely camouflage the scuff marks and other minor flaws. Tile floors: For marble, ceramic and porcelain tiles, non-abrasive toothpaste or vinegar can be used to repair floor scratches. After cleaning the surface with a dry cloth, you can rub the toothpaste or vinegar on the scratch in circular motions, paying special attention to its upper and lower ends. Once it dries, repeat the process twice or thrice until the scratch becomes nearly invisible. You can then seal the scratched area by applying some car wax on top of it. If car wax isn’t available, a coat of clear nail polish will do the trick as well. However, please note that excessive use of vinegar on the tiled floor will end up doing your floors more harm than good. FIXING YOUR CREAKING FLOORBOARDS

You can finally say goodbye to creaking floors Can you hear the wooden or laminated floors in your home creak and squeak every time you walk across the room? If so, you should stop putting off this home improvement idea and fix your floors as soon as possible. Most homeowners in Pakistan cover their concrete floors with wooden or laminate floorboards. It’s usually the friction between the boards and floor that causes it to creak loudly under pressure. If you want to get rid of that annoying sound, you need to reduce the friction using a powdery substance such as cornflour or talcum powder, both of which are easily available in every home. Sprinkle a generous amount of powder on the floor and use a cardboard card to sweep it into the cracks between the boards. If you have wall-to-wall carpeting in your home, you’ll have to remove the carpet to get the job done. If you’re looking for an in-depth explanation on how to fix squeaky doors and creaking floors, you can take a look at our guide on the topic. MAKING YOUR FLOOR TILES LOOK BRAND NEW

You can make your tile floors look new and shiny without spending money on store-bought cleaners Your home can never look completely clean if your floors look dirty and unkempt. While tiled floors can make your home look lavish, they also have a tendency to get dirty really quickly and sometimes, a simple sweep or a wet mop just doesn’t cut it. If you’re looking for DIY home projects to keep you busy, you should definitely add this one to your list of things to do. Although there are a lot of different types of tiles available in Pakistan, marble, ceramic and porcelain continue to be the top choice among homeowners. Therefore, we’ll be discussing cleaning hacks for these three types of floors. Marble floors: If you have marble floors, you can use a solution of water and mild dishwashing soap to tidy up the floors and make them look brand new. Just dip a piece of cloth in the soapy solution and rub away any stains that might have formed on the surface. To clean the grout, make a thick paste of baking soda and water, then use an old toothbrush to gently rub it into the lines between the tiles to get rid of dirt and grime. Once done, clean the surface with a clean cloth dipped in water. Ceramic floors: For homes with ceramic tiles, cleaning the floors with a solution of white vinegar and water in the ratio of 1:3 would work just fine. However, if you see any stubborn stains forming on the floor, you may want to use a thick paste of vinegar and baking soda to get them out. As for the grout, use an old toothbrush to apply some mild bleach solution on the lines between the tiles and then let it sit for about 5 minutes. Next, scrub the grout lines gently and clean the floors with fresh water. Porcelain floors: To deep clean glazed porcelain tiles, you can mix one-fourth cup vinegar into a gallon of warm water and use the solution to mop the floor. Apart from restoring their shine, it will also prevent discolouration. On the other hand, the easiest way to clean unglazed porcelain tiles is to mop them with a solution of liquid dishwashing soap and warm water. You can then clean the entire area with fresh water to ensure the surface isn’t slippery. Regardless of which type of tiles you have in your home, make sure to use a microfiber cloth to mop the floor so that you aren’t left with any puddles of cleaning solution. Moreover, only use these tile cleaning hacks once every two to four weeks, as excessive use of soap or vinegar can affect the shine and smoothness of the tiles. You can check out more budget-friendly ways to clean tile floors here. REMOVING STAINS FROM YOUR CARPETS

Use a carpet brush to scrub off dirt and grime that may have settled in the fabric What could be a better time to deep clean the carpets in your home than this? For this home improvement idea, all you’ll need is a bit of white vinegar, a bucket of water, carpet brush and a piece of cloth. Firstly, you need to thoroughly remove the debris, soil and dust particles that may have settled deep inside your carpet fibre by scrubbing it with a carpet brush. Then, use a vacuum cleaner to pick up the dust particles and pollutants that may have come loose after the scrubbing. The next step of this DIY project involves mixing a one-fourth cup of white vinegar into a bucket of warm water, dipping the carpet brush into the solution, and scrubbing the surface. Make sure there aren’t any puddles of liquid left on your carpet as you clean it. Once done, use a cloth dipped in fresh water to scrub the carpet again before leaving it to dry. This easy-to-follow DIY home improvement idea will not only get rid of any and all stains on your carpet but also leave it smelling fresh and new. However, don’t repeat this process too often or else you might end up ruining your carpet. REPAIRING OLD FURNITURE

With a little creativity, you can make your old furniture look brand new There are quite a few ways you can give your old furniture a new life while being stuck at home. For starters, you can rub minor nicks and scratches out of your wooden furniture by using a small piece of cotton dipped in a solution of equal parts vinegar and olive oil, two common items in every pantry. If your furniture looks really old and distressed, you can consider covering it with wallpaper or painting it over to make it look absolutely brand new. If you opt for the first idea, you’ll only require some wallpaper, glue and cutters. For painting the furniture, you will have to buy a can of paint and a paintbrush, if you don’t have one lying somewhere in your store. Other than that, replacing the fittings on your furniture may also give it an entirely new look. However, if you can’t purchase paint, wallpaper and other hardware at the moment, you can simply dedicate a few hours to deep cleaning the upholstery. It is one of the easiest home improvement ideas to keep you busy on the list, as you can make a DIY upholstery cleaner without having to step outside of the house. For fabric upholstery, mix one-fourth cup vinegar with 1 tablespoon of liquid soap and pour it in a spray bottle. You can spray this mixture on your couch and rub the fabric with a soft linen cloth to get rid of any stains, patches or dirt. If you have leather upholstery, spray a mixture of half-cup olive oil and one-fourth cup vinegar on your couch and buff the surface with a soft cloth. You will instantly notice the difference. STARTING A SMALL GARDEN

Potted greens can instantly brighten up your space Don’t have enough space to start a garden outside your home? There’s no need to feel disappointed because you can always start one in your kitchen, balcony or rooftop. Adding some greenery to your home can improve the aesthetics of your home, purify the indoor air, and have a positive influence on your mood. This is one of the most ideal DIY home improvement projects for beginners because there aren’t a lot of chances that you’ll somehow mess this up. The first step to setting up a small garden is to pick a place in your home that received plenty of sunlight. Some herbs and vegetables require a partially shady area to grow while others need a lot of natural light. You’ll have to choose a site depending on what types of seed you are planning to sow. Secondly, you’ll have to do some research on what kind of plants will thrive in the present weather. Thirdly, you’ll need to secure some plant pots to kick-start your DIY home project. If those aren’t readily available, you can fill up old mason jars with soil to get the job done. To learn more, check out our guide on how to start a kitchen garden on your balcony. DEEP CLEANING YOUR BATHROOM

This cleaning task will certainly keep you busy for a few hours Looking for home improvement DIY projects that don’t require you to buy new supplies? Well, how about deep cleaning your bathroom and making it look spotless? While areas such as the living room, drawing room and hallways are cleaned frequently owing to the amount of traffic they receive, bathrooms often tend to get ignored. Needless to say, an unclean bathroom can be really harmful to your personal health as it can become a breeding ground for different bacteria, viruses and mould. The first step to thoroughly cleaning your bathroom is to declutter it. Clean all the cabinets and storage areas in your bathroom and throw away the products that have expired, gone bad or are simply of no use. Then, make a cleaning solution by mixing equal parts of water and vinegar to get rid of hard water stains and soap built up on the floor and other surfaces. You can also spray this solution on the walls, bathroom mirror, sink, faucets and bathtub. Make sure to let it sit for about 15 minutes before scrubbing away the stains. To maintain good hygiene, you should use bleach or another disinfectant to get rid of the germs that your bathroom may be harbouring. If you detect any mould infestation while cleaning up space, make sure to check out our guide on how to get rid of mould in your bathroom. DECLUTTERING AND ORGANISING YOUR HOUSE

Decluttering your house can be extremely therapeutic The prospect of decluttering and organising a home can be rather overwhelming for some, but when it comes to DIY home improvement projects for beginners, this one is definitely among the easiest ones that you can take on. It can help you alleviate your stress while being stuck at home. To make things easy, you can declutter your home one room at a time, starting from your bedroom and then moving on to different parts. All you’ll need for this project is a few cardboard boxes and permanent markers, some trash bags, a clock with timer, an all-purpose cleaner and lint-free cleaning cloth. Dedicate a certain amount of time for decluttering each room and strictly follow that timeline to avoid any distractions. For better time management, it’s recommended to first completely declutter your home before starting on cleaning and organising. If you have trouble figuring out whether you should store, donate or throw away a certain item, ask yourself if you have used that particular item in the last year or if you will find any use for it in the next six months. Items that hold some sentimental value, are extremely expensive or can be functional if repaired must only be kept if they are useful. Moreover, you can also use this free time to declutter and organize the storage areas in your home, such as garage, storerooms and basements. ORGANIZING YOUR KITCHEN CABINETS

This home improvement idea will make your life ten times easier Despite being one of the most important parts of the house, kitchens don’t receive much attention. So, if you are looking for some DIY home improvement ideas to make your life a little easier, you can start by organizing your kitchen cabinets. The first step to getting organized kitchen cabinets is to empty them out completely and then sort through the clutter. Items such as expired products, damaged Tupperware and broken lids must be discarded right away. The second step is to thoroughly clean the insides and outsides of each cabinet and drawer in your kitchen. Then, clean all the items and categorize them into food and utensils. Small electronic appliances, pots, pans and other containers can go in the lower cabinets while spices, cans and food items can be placed in the upper ones. It’s always better to store items you use frequently in easy-to-reach places, whereas utensils and appliances you seldom use can be stored towards the back of the shelves. You can also increase vertical storage by using a microwave baking rack. In case you want to organize your pantry, take a look at our guide on how to properly store food in your kitchen. SPRUCING UP YOUR FRONT DOOR

Brighten up the main entrance of your home with a fresh coat of paint Your front door is the first thing guests and visitors see when they visit your home. If you want to spruce up the entrance to your residence, the easiest way to accomplish that is through a fresh coat of paint. If the front door of your house hasn’t been painted in a while, you can easily brighten it up without spending a lot of money. Also, it will only take a few hours to complete the process. So, how do you go about adding new life to your main entrance? Let’s find out. You should start off by using a cleaner to cut down all the grease build-up and dust particles on its surface. Then, remove all the hardware such as doorknobs so you can properly paint the entire door. If your door is in a good condition, you can lightly sand it with a sanding paper to make the surface a little rough, which will allow the primer to adhere more efficiently. While water-based paints can be easily applied using a roller brush, it’s better to invest in a high-quality paintbrush for oil-based colours, as it will ensure a streak-free application. So, which of these home improvement DIY projects have managed to inspire you? Let us know your thoughts and comments by our list of things to do at home during the lockdown by dropping an email on [email protected]. For more of my DIY weekend home improvement projects and tips on inexpensive home upgrades, stay connected to My Blog – the best home décor and real estate blog in Pakistan. You can also subscribe to my newsletter to receive the latest updates about lifestyle, construction and property trends in the country. Read the full article

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