#i am relentlessly attracted to this stupid ass character

[kkoct-ik]

hg dump courtesy of working on the hotguy pinu- i mean. @hotguycalendar. love you guys :)

[hollandorks]

Tumblr really said "I'm not giving you anymore notifications you check this page all the time".

Shelby bestie I love you. This chapter just made me smile so much. I'm just gonna get right into it.

“–what you were thinking!”

I straight up thought Bruce was yelling at the reader at the moment and I was like "yeah okay" and then it was at Alfred and I was surprised. It's this thing I was talking about last time, and that you touched on too, about Bruce not wanting to be seen as weak. He was so worried for Alfred that he just yelled at him.

And Alfred yelled back and I loved it. He deserves it. He dealt with Bruce's shit for sooooo long, so he gets to yell and he gets to be the boss of the manor. Bruce gets to spearhead things everywhere else, but Alfred is basically his father, so "as long as you live under my roof, Bruce Wayne, you live with my rules" is completely well-deserved. Besides, we know Bruce doesn't even give a flying fuck about the Wayne estate and business.

She never realized how…attractive she found it until she’d seen him in action.

Stan Horny Reader. I love her return.

EVERYONE IS BOSSING BRUCE AROUND THIS CHAPTER AND I LIVE TO SEE IT.

Alfred was yelling at him, now the reader is not only not listening to the man, but actively telling him what to do. I'd feel a little bit of pity for Bruce if he didn't, you know, boss everyone else around 99% of the time.

I also love how basically since the moment the Reader found out about Bruce being Batman, she stopped thinking about him as her employer. She's clearly no longer worried about getting fired (or, rather, not as worried). It just makes sense because she spent so much time with Batman as a partner and teammate. More time, I'm presuming, than she spent with Bruce, period (with his angsty ass avoiding her all the time). So, it makes sense that the Batman-is-my-partner mode would just carry over to the Bruce/Reader dynamic once the bat was out of the bag.

One of the men on the floor groaned.

FIRST OF ALL, SIR, YOU BROKE IN. You don't get to complain about the PDA and cockblock a kiss. You have 0 jurisdiction here. So. Rude.

Alfred has to enroll all these men in a Good Manners class because how dare that man groan and interrupt that moment. After breaking in, no less. Tsk.

"I think our friend has a soft spot for you"

YES. HE. DOES.

Shelby, I love this trope that everyone in Gotham basically knows how in love Bruce and the Reader are except for Bruce and the Reader. I'm living for it.

I hope, at some point, that Gordon realizes Bruce is Batman just so he and Alfred can team up for cupid. And also tease them relentlessly.

“He does,” he said in a low voice. Stepped closer to her.

YES, SIR.

“I’ve been given permission to get some breakfast going, as long as I don’t get in the way,” Alfred’s voice said as he pushed the door open. 

ALFRED—

Alfred, I was just talking about how you have to teach the kidnappers proper manners for this very reason. WHY, oh, WHY would you do this? *curls up in a ball and cries*

The coffee moment with Gordon and Bruce cracked me up. Poor baby Bruce. I love him so much. He doesn't know anything.

Alright, I know I was just talking about Lena and how I was suspicious of her. I also know you're probably not gonna comment on this little section to not spoil anything and that is a wise decision.

I AM STILL, if not MORE, suspicious of her. She is absolutely being blackmailed by the bad guys and they're using her son as bait. 100%.

 A fury burned behind her dark eyes. “Just promise you’ll stop them.”

Dead giveaway.

“Do you trust her?”

No.

“I don’t see why I shouldn’t,”

I do.

Moving on so I don't end up spoiling things for people in the case that I am right (and I think I am).

I appreciate Bruce asserting his need for the reader to be safe and to not return to the Iceberg Lounge. AND!!! CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!!!!! SHE LISTENED! (sorta—she wouldn't risk her life to go back there, she knows it's a super stupid idea, BUT I'M COUNTING IT AS A WIN)

Times Bruce Has Listened To Reader - 99999999

Times Reader Has Listened To Bruce - 1

That's all I have bestie. I love it. I love you. I know I already said that, but I just wanna make sure you got the message. Also I love your cats. Would die for them.

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***CH 24 SPOILERS***

Hi bestie!!! Hope your finals and such have gone well! (And your short film!)

I had to make Alfred yell back, I had to! It made me happy to imagine dad!Alfred tbh. Love how you put it: "as long as you love under my roof," it made me laugh. That's 100% how it is, even though technically it's Bruce's roof.

Horny reader will make a comeback later on too, just so you know 👀 No spoilers though!

Poor Bruce in this chapter can't catch a break from being bossed around! But you're right he deserves it for bossing everyone else around 99% of the time. It had to come back to bite him at some point. She definitely is more focused on the partner aspect than the employer aspect! You definitely nailed it with that. She has spent more time with Batman than Bruce, so now that's how she's primarily seeing him.

Good manners class 😂😂 that made me laugh. And poor Alfred feels very very bad about interrupting!

Yes everyone knows they're in love except for them. I bet even the random cops/ EMTs/ etc that were there know how in love they are because it's so fucking obvious. A Gordon and Alfred cupid team up would be so much fun to write! I might just have to sprinkle that in.....we'll see. (Not really a spoiler but I have a very fun Gordon scene planned for the very end of the sequel. I'm saying this now because it's so far away hopefully everyone will forget I said it. But trust me it's fun)

Awkward Bruce being forced to interact with Gordon was something I planned from the very beginning. I knew I had to include it somehow. I'm glad everyone loves that scene because I laughed when writing it 😂

"I also know you're probably not gonna comment on this little section to not spoil anything" yep you're right! 😂 See my response to the 🦇 anon about the two things that happen in my brain when I see everyone's theories!

Yes character development!! She finally listened for once! He had some character development too, a little: he actually sat down when she told him to 😂 If only for a few minutes.

Thanks as always for the ask bestie!! It is my FAVORITE to see people dissecting each chapter. Can't get enough of it. Ever. As you said, I love it and I love you! 🥰 Also, sorry if my response is a little short, I'm at work 🥵 But also spoilers.

[fyodorz]

Hi! Would love a bsd matchup! I am a bisexual 20 yr old girl, i dont have a gender preference, and am up to date with the anime and manga, but i would prefer someone who is my age or older. I'm an infp-t and i'm shy at first, but when around those i am comfortable with i can be very childish (but i am serious when i need to). I am very loyal and i try my best to help those around me, but my anxiety sometimes prevents me from actually reaching out to help. I am 5'4, petite (1/2)

HI! Hello, you've been so patient with me I appreciate it very very much. I decided to try and shake things up for this, mostly for aesthetics. I made headers for myself!

Without further ado! I pair you with: Ranpo Edogawa !

I bet you thought you were gonna get Poe! But no, it was him! Ranpo!

I see Ranpo as a ENTP! He would totally move you out of your comfort zone as an extrovert. He would also help you think more with your brain rather than your heart. I give you Ranpo in this regard for the same reason as to why Ranpo meshes so well with Poe. Because opposites attract! Of course Ranpo would like someone who could match his intelligence, but I think you could definitely teach him a thing or two about emotional intelligence, rather than logical intelligence due to your FP.

Ranpo would nudge you out of your shell. He would in general be someone that you could hang around and easily get really comfortable with. We saw how quickly Ranpo got Yosano to open up during Dreaming of Butterflies while Mori and Fukuzawa were having a custody battle over her. If he could get someone like young Yosano to open up quickly despite all she's gone through, that must mean he has a very comforting presence. (Even if he is really loud and childish.)

Speaking of childish! You and Ranpo would get along since you're both pretty childish. There's also, of course, the hijinks that would ensue from you two just being in the same room together. And like you, Ranpo can be serious when the situation calls for it. Such as when he confronted Mushitaro and said that he would turn himself into a demon for the sake of the safety of the agency. (Can we talk about how cool that scene was?)

Additionally, both of you are extremely loyal. Ranpo is loyal to a fault, especially to Fukuzawa. His entire character arc during the Decay of Angels arc is realizing that Fukuzawa's word isn't absolute and that he has to learn to make decisions for himself. He got a big wake up call when he realized Fukuchi was Kamui and then was attacked by him. Since he thought he could trust Fukuchi since he had known Fukuchi since the opening of the agency, as well as Fukuchi being Fukuzawa's best and childhood friend. I can't tell if you are loyal to a fault, but something tells me you are, just a bit.

Ranpo would very much enjoy that you're shorter than him. He would totally use your shoulders as an arm rest and tease you relentlessly about it. He would probably pick you up to. And I don't mean try. That man easily lifted a heavy ass safe in Dead Apple. He is not a noodle. He would lift you, no hesitation.

At least with dating Ranpo, you get to befriend Poe! (And Mushitaro, I am in love with that stupid dramatic bitch) You, Poe, and Ranpo would have little movie nights and reading sessions where you and Ranpo read over Poe's latest manuscript. Ranpo would let you read first to see if you could solve it before he could! There's also the possible thrill of Ranpo requesting Poe put you two in the story so you can experience it first hand!

Ranpo would be interested in your drawings and I can totally see him as someone who enjoys watching people draw. He would also share his snack stash with you since you both love sweets. Also please let him read your writing! He would give helpful tips on things you may need to work on since you're starting out! (He toootttaaally didn't learn it from Poe, no sirree.)

As for wearing cutesy things, please let Ranpo dress you up! He would have so much fun! He would take you shopping (probably with Yosano since he isn't very good at clothes shopping, he just likes the way things look.) If your bed is filled with plushies Ranpo is totally gonna bury himself in them, you cannot stop him. He will be consumed by the plushie pile.

Finally, you like animals? Great. So does Ranpo. You guys are gonna adopt so many stray cats. Wouldn't surprise me if you guys picked up Natsume one day. He probably wouldn't mind.

All in all, you and Ranpo are similar enough to the point of where you would get along, but also different enough to learn and grow from each other. That's one of the most important things in a relationship.

Requests: Open

Whew! Hope that was worth the wait! It's late for me and I gotta go to class in the morning, so this'll be the only one I'll do tonight, but I'm hoping I can will myself to work on the inbox on the weekend!

Thanks so much for the request and let me know how I did!

[atlafan]

I just got back from dance and saw Something Wicked got posted!! I’m super excited to read it!! Himbo Harry here I come!! I probably would be a better writer if I had Harry as an English teacher!! I have a stripe of hair on the back of my head that was blue once then I died it pink before lockdown. And I’ve been thinking of getting a pastel lavender or a silver for my next color; a tribute to the lovely Amber Hale!?! A HUSKY NAMED OPAL!?! Love!!! I can already sense we will be getting a penny and amber conversation about how amber is meant to be with Harry and such!! Mhmm love those friendships!! “Maybe worry about teaching that to your students instead of me. I’m a lost cause.” Why did I relate to this? Can I make a guess now?! Does amber fall in love with Harry reading to her? If so SIGN ME UP!! I want to listen to his voice all day! “Amber had a hardened heart that couldn’t be so easily sueded by a handsome man with a kind a smile.” If only, unfortunately I fell for that goofy smile! “I can’t help it! He smells nice.” Same! “Hey, there, pretty girl.” I know he’s talking to Opal but I would like to greeted this way! “Then explain what’s going on because I woke up with a raging boner this morning, and it took a really long time for it to go away, and I also can’t remember a thing that happened last night, so I want some answers!” That’s a sentence I would like to hear Harry say! Oh course Harry is freaking out at first but once everything is explained he’s like “but who was it? Why are they after opal?” Like the engagement of helping Amber! “ It pisses me off to no end that she likes you.” Me to myself! Why do you like this man? But also good for you for liking this man! “You’re so fucking positive and bouncy. You’re always in a good mood, it’s disgusting.” What me and Harry’s arguments will be like! “I do, however, one room with a full left.” Yes the classic trope oh no there’s only one bed in the room! 👀 ohhh Harry is a mage!!! “Y ou strike me as the type that likes to hear a woman beg for your cock.” And you are correct Amber! “I think that whoever you’ve slept with in the past never pleased you in the way that you need to be pleased.” You right Harry, tell me more! Oh god is the wax melting already?!? I smell it!! “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To feel all warm and wet between your thighs.” THE WAX IS ON FIRE!! It’s going to get filthy I can feel it!! Oh god I’m in horny jail already! THE TEASE!! Jordan you tease me!!! The wax is on a simmer and the cell is unlocked but I’m staying in horny jail for now! “You can be attracted to someone and hate their guts. It’s hot and lustful.” Even though Amber doesn’t like reading she definitely read ‘Je T’aime” by Jordan! “I wanted us to go out on a proper date before we did anything like this.” AHHH!! I was some what right, penny definitely knew that the need to be together so she set up this plan!! “Please, take care of me. M’dripping.” Put the heat on high and lock the cell! I’m back in horny jail with some hot hot wax!! “the best part of my day is when you come into the shop after you’ve finished working for the day. You set up your stupid laptop and work on your stupid assignments, all while looking unapologetically handsome.” I would say this to Harry while we are about to do the deed! He has no right to be that handsome! “We’re going to be able to go for multiple rounds, and I want you to fill me up each time.” WAX!! The WAX!!! “she giggles as he wiggles his bum at her.” Shake that ass for me boy! “He sits up on his knees, and starts pounding into her relentlessly.” RE👏🏼LENT👏🏼LESS👏🏼LY👏🏼!! YESSS!!! “You’re really good at going down.” A sentence I wish to say one day!! “You just licked my asshole, I’m not too concerned about tasting my own come while it drips out of you.” I need Harry to say this... for science! “Harry ate out Amber’s ass, she rode him reverse, he hit it from the side, they were like animals.” Is there a place for me to sign up for this? Like the full package?!? Oh shit I think I’ve reached ask limit!! Lol back to the old days Part 2!!!

Who knew this would be back!! Part 2 folks!! “I just sort of thought about how I wanted to keep you safe, how I wanted Opal to stay safe because I knew that if anything happened to her you’d be devastated.” He’s so good and powerful and cute!! They want to be together!! Yes the communication!! The talk about what they are!! AND FEELINGS!! “I think we were supposed to find each other, like, there was some sort of pull between us.” Soft wax! “Feel like I fell in love with you from the second we met, but I’ve been trying really hard not to come on too strong.” The sigh of relief he had was adorable! “I’m the stoic one, and you’re the cinnamon roll.” 😭😭😭 “You’re the only one this stoic girl becomes soft for. You turn me into a little cinnamon roll, one of those really sweet ones with a ton of icing.” SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! This is adorable! “The kisses, the soft touches, the hugs, the smiles, everything Amber did, Harry loved.” Precious!!! “He liked that they both enjoyed a good tonguing, and he liked that they were so good at taking turns.” 👀👀 is it me and Harry?!? “Course you did, how else would he have gotten that mark on his neck.” AMBER YES!!! “Now, why don’t you do everyone a favor and put your tits away because he’s not going to suck on them, alright?” Amber with the callback!! I’m screaming! ‘“Let’s sit on the loveseat, even if you’re on top, I’ll thrust up into you.” He kisses her. “I’ll rub your clit.” He kisses her again. “Suck on your glorious tits.”’ If I’m possessive and this is what I get I wouldn’t mind making that decision every once in a while! SIGN ME THE FUCK UP! “Can’t have you squirting all over my office. I’ll take care of you when I finish work for the day.” Oh this cheeky bastard!! “but when I love, I love hard. It’s just who I am.” It me! THEY ARE CONNECTED!! I feel like I’m back in like 6th grade reading a witches book and being like I’m witch I’m powerful! Am I going to base my personality on this character for a week? You bet you ass!!! I want to be Amber so bad! I want Harry soo bad!!! I wouldn’t mind eating his ass or having my ass ate at the moment!! Give me the hole.. I’ll give you mine! They are too fucking cuteee!!! Jordan yes! Yes yes yes!!! So wicked and powerful!! Your mind is magical!! 💜🤍

Sorry this took me a few days to get to! I like to make sure I’m in the right headspace to respond when I get longer messages. I’m so glad you enjoyed this one, Alyssa!!

[settolow]

Liars (Jay Park x reader)

Strangers Pt. III

Type: Angst

Word count: 1,510

Characters: reader, Jay Park

Author’s Note: Hello! This is the third part of the story. Thank you so much for appreciating the first two parts. I am utterly grateful whenever I see that you guys took some time to support the story. If you enjoy this part and want part 4, please like or leave a comment. Thank you!

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You kept starring at your phone screen, hoping to receive a message from your boyfriend with a plausible excuse for what happened. You knew you couldn’t forbid him from meeting his friends and you halfheartedly accepted the fact that his ex was one of them. However, her answering his phone so comfortably felt like a huge betrayal for you. It didn’t matter how much you trusted him, that night a line had been crossed and you didn’t know how to deal with it.

You stared at the clock on your wall, mentally counting the minutes until Jay’s arrival. The ten minutes he claimed to need have passed a long time ago by the time you heard a knock on your door. You made your way towards it, ready to tell Jay that nearly an hour has passed when you saw him standing at your door, dressed in pajamas while holding a bag of McDonald’s in a hand and a simple plastic bag in the other one.

You remained in the doorway staring at him, mouth slightly agape.

“The Jay you ordered is delivered, my lady,” he smiled and made his way past you inside the house.

“Are there…are there Nuggets?”

“Yeah. The big pack thingy. And I also got some booze from home since conversations about relationships and cheating and all that crap gets really emotional.”

Almost out of reflex you closed the door, waited for him to set everything on the table and threw your arms around his neck engulfing him in a hug. His arms encircled your waist and slightly rose you from the ground, making it probably the best and highly needed hug you’ve ever had. There was nothing sexual about it, just two people having a moment of mutual understanding which you didn’t know Jay was capable off.

You two enjoyed each other’s warmth for a little longer until he put you down.

“Girl, you didn’t send any impulsive messages, did you?” He asked you suspiciously.

“Nope.”

“Good. Call him again and this time don’t hang up when the chick answers.”

Nodding, you grabbed your phone from the kitchen counter dialed your boyfriend’s number once again. It took about three rings until the same female voice answered the phone. This time they were no longer in a crowd.

“Hello,” she greeted through the speaker.

“Hi. Hello. May I please know if the owner of this phone is still alive?”

There was a short silence at the end of the other line until the girl finally answered.

“Uhm, yes. He’s in the bathroom.”

“Amazing. He won’t be after I’m done with him. Put him on the phone.”

“Who is this?” The girl asks in an annoyingly high-pitched voice.

“Tell him Y/n wants to talk to him.”

Did he not have my number saved? You thought. Was he playing us both?

The conversation is followed by another short silence until you started to hear shuffling sounds from the other line. Less than a few seconds later your boyfriend’s voce could be heard through the speakers.

“Y/n I’m not cheating on you if that’s what you think,” he said desperately. “You have to listen to me.”

“Oh, I didn’t think you were cheating on me. I thought you were playing Monopoly.”

“Y/n, we’re just working on a project!”

“Ok. Have fun working on the project. I think I’ve had enough in those 5 months of relationship.” You retorted, hanging up the phone.

Meanwhile, Jay was slouched on your armchair, a Nugget in a hand and a bottle of champagne in the other. “That was, like, the driest breakup I’ve ever seen. No tears, no curse words, no phone fighting. What was that?”

You took a pillow from the couch and pretended to throw it in his direction.

“Wait, wait! This champagne expensive.”

“Let me taste it,” you requested as you made your way towards him.

“No, that’s mine. I bought that for you,” he motions towards the cupboard where an unopened bottle of vodka was placed.

“Really, Jay?”

“What? Isn’t Vodka the international drink for bad ass bitches who dump guys like it’s their hobby?”

“You just made that up so you won’t have to share, you little phlegm!”

He started laughing at your indignation, clearly enjoying the situation.

“But seriously now,” his face suddenly became devoid of any amusement, “I think you were too good for that guy. You need somebody who’s never going to put themselves in a position to lose you. Doesn’t matter if he did cheat or not. Hanging out with his ex was a shady thing to do. You did the right thing.”

He stood up from the armchair and made his way to the kitchen from where he came back with two glasses.

“It’s time to have fun. I didn’t see your boyfriend before, but his voice seemed like he was ugly,” Jay commented which made you laugh out loud. Of course, your now ex-boyfriend was nowhere near as attractive as Jay Park, but who was honestly?

You two started drinking and watching a Netflix series you both enjoyed immensely. Being with Jay made you forget about how messed up the situation you were in actually was. Your phone kept buzzing and ringing, indicating the arrival of a bunch of text messages.

By the time your phone rang for the third time, both you and Jay rose from the sofa and grabbed it. Before you could hit the reject button, Jay grabbed it from your hand and accepted the call.

“Talk to him,” he muttered with a mischievous expression on his face.

Frowning at him and mentally cursing his stupid decision, you brought the phone to your ear.

“What is it now?” You asked but the response became a blur when Jay’s hand started caressing the inside of your thigh. You felt your breath hitch in your throat when you felt it go upwards without any sign of him stopping. You tried to shift on the couch so his hand will drop from your thigh, however, Jay seemed absolutely set on finishing what he had planned.

“—really sorry if—” was the only thing you understood from the last phrases your ex was relentlessly explaining “—just a friend—.”

You closed your legs tightly, making it impossible for Jay to continue his sudden assault. However, your gesture only gave him other ideas. You let out a moan as his lips caressed your neck, his hand still strapped between your thighs.

“Y/n, are you alright?” You ex asked out of a sudden.

“S-sure. I just stubbed my toe.”

“That’s funny,” he laughed, “because you sounded as if you were moaning.”

Suddenly you felt Jay hover over you, making you lean back on the sofa. His lower body was pressed against yours allowing you to feel just how much he was enjoying the game. He bit down on the sensitive skin on your neck, making you lose your concentration completely.

Out of a sudden, jay grabs the phone from your hand, bringing it to his ear. “Hello. Here is Jay Park aka Mr. Steal Your Girl’s panties. Y/n is busy right now, fam. Let me do my job and make her only remember my name.”

As soon as he finished his spontaneous speech, Jay hung up the phone letting out a laugh he had been probably stifling. He stood up from the couch, letting you recompose yourself which was kind of disappointing since you were ready to rip your clothes off and push him towards your bedroom.

“What the hell was that?” You asked incredulously.

“Me helping you demonstrate that you do no give a fuck about his cheating ass? Chill, I know we’re just friends”

Liar.

Guess I’m a liar too because I don’t believe it either.

“And how did you do that? If anything, he probably thinks I’m a hoe.” And I’m also really hot and bothered right now, thanks to you.

“I think I helped you show him that your life moves on even after he betrayed you. You found somebody waaaay better,” he stated proudly.

“Aw,” you cooed, “does big baby man Jay need a compliment?”

“That too, but mainly I need you too let me crash at your house tonight since I can’t drive home.”

“No problem,” you smiled lust still clouding both his and your eyes.

Keeping this friendship thing is tuning out to be harder than I thought.

As the weeks passed, you kept hanging out with Jay whenever you two had time. Sometimes you felt as if he was ready to confess and you were eager to hear those words from his mouth. However, what you were not expecting was for him to message you one day, saying that his ex-girlfriend wanted to meet up.

His ex as in the only girl he fell in love with.

The girl his stupid song entitled ‘The Truth Is’ was about.

And that crushed your heart to pieces.  

To be continued in part 4…

Part I (Strangers)

Part II (Friends)

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[kyungsowll]

ULTRAVIOLET

Parts: I II III IV V

Genre: smut

Do Kyungsoo X Own Character

Prologue: Water me I promise I can grow tall When making love is free

He opened his eyes in the next morning to attest what he already knew: he wasn't in his home. The sheets underneath his body felt different, not the soft whiteness that engulfed him every morning. The pillows underneath his head wasn't the ones his mother gave him when he bought his own house, they didn't smell like Omma Do. The walls weren't in that tone of hospital white he was used to see every day, the smell of the house wasn't Kyungsoo’s smell, even though he could recognize that smell from somewhere… before opening his eyes he prayed to every existing gods in every single religion possible to not wake up in her bed. He slowly lifted from bed, looking around as his mind relentlessly tried to remember something about the place he was, how he ended up here, why he wasn't on his own house… he walked through a large corridor, fear starting to fill his blood, why there wasn't anybody in that house? Some few steps and he reached the living room, no one here too, but his eyes reached a furniture where it was possible to see some family pictures. The first one had a little boy with a bow hair sliding a waterslide in a beautiful day of sun, with a sincere smile on his skinny lips. In the second one, the little boy from before had grown up a little bit more, now he was smiling while standing in the door stop, which had some marks showing how much he had grown. The last one had a teenage boy smiling with some friends and Kyungsoo finally identified the owner of that pictures because he was one of the friends appearing on the photography.

“You sleep like a fucking rock” he said from the kitchen, appearing out of nowhere, and causing Kyungsoo a little fright. He spread his hand over his chest and deep breathed before turning around to face his friend. “But I wouldn't expect less, you drank like you were going to die yesterday.”

“Oh, so that's what happened last night” Kyungsoo said, walking over the kitchen and opening the fridge to catch something to drink. His mouth and throat felt dry and his head seemed like a bomb, pulsating and hurting like if it was going to explode at any time. “Why did you brought me here?”

“I was so drunk I didn't remember your address “his friend shrugged and walked over the living room, turning the television on and spreading himself in the grey coach. He took a brief look at Kyungsoo’s face, the engineer seemed like he had aged some twenty years, he had dark circles and little bags under his eyes, his fleshy mouth was white and dry. “I understand why she didn't choose you, you’re looking like a grandpa.”

“What are you talking about?” Kyungsoo asked, remaking his friends’ steps until he was sitting in the couch, side to side with the other man. “Baekhyun, where is Sehun? Did we leave him alone in the club?”

“I am talking about that young girl who played strip poker with us and lost all her money to you. Don't play tricks on me, I saw how you reacted when she appeared, I know what crossed your mind” Baekhyun shot his words against Kyungsoo with no mercy. They were friends since elementary school, and if Kyungsoo could trust his dirty little secret to anyone, this person was Baekhyun. No, Do Kyungsoo wasn't a maniac or a pedophile, he was just attracted to a certain type of girl, the type he could take care, love, dominate and receive, to order and give himself in. He needed a little girl, a nasty and evil girl, undisciplined and rebel, he needed to live the fantasy he had repressed for years and he knew Violet was perfect. It had to be her. He wanted to rip her innocence in two, give her some slaps and a good spanking, he wanted her to moan like a cat asking for milk while she asks him to fuck her harder. “But I’m sorry to disappoint you, Sehun is probably fucking her in a dirty motel room right now.”

Kyungsoo’s head started to spin. Yes, he saw her only once in a lifetime. Yes, she was out somewhere with one of his bests friends. Yes, it was stupid that he would faint because he can't live a stupid fantasy. But our engineer mind started to imagine our little girl with her messy curly hair and frisky looks naked and bent in every furniture in which he could have sex in. He imagined her round eyes opening in the morning in his white sheets as she smiled and kissed him briefly. He imagined her wearing a flower dress while riding a bike in the park with him. But nothing like that would happen because all the little girls always fell for Sehun and his perfect jawline.

Like karma, when Kyungsoo’s thoughts started to course a different flow Sehun opened the door with giggles and chuckles as his arms were suspended by her shoulders. She smiled happily at him before she aimed her black pearls into Kyungsoo and Baekhyun’s direction, quickly disposing the most incredible bitch face those men ever saw in their life time. Her eyebrows instantly went up and her lips stayed pressed against each other as her arms crossed on her chest, Sehun still with that silly recent sex smile on his lips like if he didn't realized what was going on. Even she did.

Kyungsoo took a good look on her. She was still wearing the same jeans jacket, black top and pleated skirt she was wearing last night, and he automatically thought about her elephant underwear. His eyes went from her thighs to the bag hanging on her shoulders, which had a very showy piece of fabric accidentally at his views. It was purple. With elephants.

She was wearing a skirt with no underwear and the only thing Kyungsoo could’ve done was close his eyes as tight as he could and take a deep breath, thinking about the time he saw Baekhyun’s dick stuck on the table fan.

“Oh, I didn't knew you were home and we had visits” Sehun said, removing his arms from its previous leaning as he took her inside and closed the door. She held tight in the straps of her purse and Kyungsoo thought it was funny to remember how cocky she was acting last night and now she was all shy… “This is Violet but I think you all remember her…”

“Yes, I can't take the print of your underwear from my head” said Baekhyun, verbalizing what Kyungsoo’s mind screamed inside itself. Our rectangular smile friend let a little laugh out and got up from the couch to shake hands with the girl, who yet still hadn't said a word. “I am Baekhyun, the roommate of your… boyfriend”

The engineer knew his friend made it on purpose and yet still he couldn't control himself from thinking all the ugliest thoughts on earth. But Kyungsoo knew how to be patient, he new how to manipulate and seduce, he knew how to attract her just like bees are attracted to pollen.

She answered something that Kyungsoo sincerely wasn't interested about. His eyes were still lost in that girl’s body, imagining her with a choker around her neck and a heart garter wrapped around her thighs, ready to be spanked with her ass completely tilted for him. He deviated his attention to the television, or at least the looks he did, cause all his thoughts were on how she probably screamed Sehun’s name last night. She was a rebel girl and Sehun’s stripped style didn't helped her to be disciplined at all. The only time Kyungsoo looked at her again was when she sat by his side on the sofa and heard her angel voice whispering his name slowly.

Maybe he was losing his mind.

But he looked at her with the corner of his eyes and she was really expecting an answer from him, which means that she actually whispered his name. He completely looked at her, noticing the little expression marks she had underneath her eyes and how smelly her hair was. She turned to the side and opened her purse, groping and making a mess out of the piece, until she turned to him again with a bunch of money. He smiled to the act.

“Here is the money you lost to me yesterday” she offered, placing the cash on his lap before quickly looking at her nails. “Now you better take that quickly before I change my mind.” He nodded his head and stick the money on his pockets, returning his attention to the show he pretended to watch. He noticed her eyes hadn't left him yet, she probably was thinking what was the matter with him, and it was enough for now on. She wasn't prepared for Daddy Kyungsoo yet, besides the naughty looks she gave him on the strip club… He was feeling uncomfortable, he wanted her to open up with him and tell him all her worries and fears. He wanted to talk to her, listen to how her night with Sehun was wonderful, how she was feeling about the monsoon rain, anything would do. He just wanted to listen to her angel voice again.

“Why aren't you there with Sehun and Baekhyun?” he asked. He wasn't really interested in her motives but she would probably give him a smarty answer and this was the opening he needed. She would discover she wanted a daddy, an oppa, just as much as Kyungsoo wanted to do her in that couch.

“I thought it would be funnier to stay here with you and all your silence.” She pouted and crossed her arms again as she relaxed her back against the couch. This meant she gave up on any conversation with him, she wasn't opened for a friendship anymore. That was perfect, the last thing he wanted was to be her friend. He turned his face to aim her eyes, gaze inside gaze, in just one moment the intensity of the environment grew from 0 to 10. He bit his lips in hesitation, she was the perfect girl for his fantasies but he also knew she was perfect for Sehun too, and this wasn't a competition to see who win the girl.

But when she put a curl of her hair behind his ears and looked at him from below, there was no hesitation inside his core.

“A lot of sappy answers. You’re such a brat girl.” He said low and softly, just like he used to talk with the other girls in bars. They liked his chocolate voice melting her insides with just a whisper, they liked how Kyungsoo’s tongue danced against the skin of their lobes. But he couldn't do that right now, so he had to be good in his choice of words. “You need discipline.”

“Are you my dead mother? Get away from me, weirdo.” She laughed and crossed her legs, which made him remember that she was without any underwear. He, again, thought of Baekhyun’s dick in order to stop the boner he was starting to have. She let a small cocky smile curl on her fleshy lips and whispered, before blinking. “I don’t like discipline, rules, all this shit is for good girls.”

“You don't like them yet.”