#i can't see w/o my glasses who the middle two are

[brennacedria]

If the second picture was the only picture, I might have thought it was an edit. But no. The wide shot shows the truth. It's just Jack Black being Jack Black being Bowser.

[cuti3patooti8]

Yawll I was supposed to post this Christmas as a gift for a friend butttt erm I got to embarrassed writing the smut so like it came late.... Enjoy! (Also did not know how to end this to save my life y'all)

Word count: 2.6k

Tattoo artist Bully gojo! who picks on you every day. Bumping into you so you drop your books and have to embarrassingly pick them up while he snickers and giggles at you struggling.

Tattoo artist Bully Gojo! who's just too mean and knocks the books out of your hands the second time to look at ur cute pink and white panties while you bend down.

"Whoops my bad I should watch where I'm going"

Tattoo artist Bully gojo! Who makes fun of your big square glasses and the skirts you always wear to class. "You look like a nerd" Gojo chuckled. "You should stop wearing those nerd glasses to class" Gojo laughed as he took your glasses off your face and dangled them from a height you couldn't reach.

Tattoo artist Bully Gojo! watched your boobs as they bounced trying to jump up and get your glasses back.

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You've always wanted a tattoo. Always. You were always scared of getting one until now. You knew that gojo did tattoos in his free time so you gathered up the courage to ask him for one. You went to his apartment after classes were done wearing a white sweater with bows and a pink plaid skirt. Hesitantly you knock. You play with your fingers nervously as you see the white haired boy open the door. "Well look who we have here '' Gojo smirked. "Whatchu want nerd" "Uhm i was wondering if you could give me a t-tattoo" you muttered nervously. "What was that? Couldn't hear you '' Gojo said as he leaned down to hear you better. "Uhm I w-was wondering if you could give me a tattoo gojo" you spoke up looking down at the floor still nervously playing with your fingers. "Of course I can step right in, '' Gojo chuckled. "I mean you know that you're gonna have to pay me right" "yea I brought some money" you muttered again, too nervous to speak up. "Oh no I don't mean like that glasses" Gojo laughed in your face. "Do my homework for a week". "O-okay" you responded meekly just wanting to get it over with. "Who would've thought little miss goody two shoes would want a tattoo" Gojo teased. "So what do you want and where do you want it". You fidgeted in your skirt. Now you were seriously considering backing out, but you decided that you had come this far so you should just get it over with. "Uhm I want one right here" You said pointing to your right hip near your bikini line, "And I want it to say..uhm.. eat m-me" you whispered as you looked down at your feet ashamed. "You're kidding right" Gojo scoffed in disbelief. You sat down on his chair and shook your head. “Then let's get it done” Gojo smiled.

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“Stop fucking moving so much”

“It hurtssss”

“it’s okay baby I'll go slow”

“fuck I can't take ittt”

‘It's the middle of the fucking day and he's already screwing some whore?’

Geto thought as he got his key to open the apartment he shared with Gojo. He braced himself for the sight he was going to see but he didn't prepare himself enough to see you skirt slightly down with Gojo using his ink pen to write something.

“Gojo do you wanna have a smoke sesh with Choso and me later or are you too busy doing” he looks you up and down.

“This”

You perked up at hearing Choso’s name. You've had the biggest crush on him for the longest time and if you could somehow convince gojo to bring you with him you would die of happiness.

“Nah don't worry I can come with you now” Gojo said smirking

“But you're not done!” You exclaimed sitting up.

“Yeah but with the way you were crying like a bitch I thought you might need a break” gojo yawned.

“finish my tattoo pleaseee” you whined. Your begging sounded like music to his ears.

“Don't worry bro I just need to fill in one thing then we can go” Gojo said to Geto as he finished up filling the ‘e’.

“What are you getting” Geto asked as he walked over to see your new tattoo. He burst out laughing after he read it and you turned your head away embarrassed.

“All done princess” Gojo looked up with hooded eyes.

“Don't call me that” you rolled your eyes.

“Wanna come with us”

Score!

“What”

“Wanna come smoke with us”

“S-SURE” you said that too quickly and too loud. “Aw goody two shoes wants to smoke, they grow up so fast” Geto chuckles

You look away from the two of them feeling embarrassed.

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You guys get to Choso’s house and you start feeling nervous. Shit is this a good idea? Well it's too late now… You felt deep in regret but it all went away when you saw Choso open the door.

“Who's this?” He asks with a puzzled face.

“Wait, I know you, you're that nerd in my English class!” He laughs.

“Haha that's meee” you laughed nervously.

“You here to smoke with us or did Gojo bring you to finish his homework”

“Mhm yea where's the bathroom” you said brushing him off getting tired of his jokes.

“Uhh go down and it's on the right…” he trailed off as you pushed past him.

You were getting impatient and really wanted to see your tattoo. It hurts you thought as you pulled your skirt and panties down a little to see. You smiled as you saw that Gojo decided to be nice and add extra things like cute flowers and hearts around the words. You looked in the mirror with a puzzled face as you saw some extra letters. P.S.G you read as you finally made out what it said. “S.G that's Gojo’s initials” You said aloud. “What does the P stand for then?”. You stayed in the bathroom pondering it more. “Property of Gojo Satoru…” “THAT BITCH”. You came out of the bathroom fuming seeing that the boys already started smoking. “DID YOU FUCKING BRAND ME GOJO” “chilll baby everyone already knows you're mine it's not a big deal” he laughs passing choso the joint. “UGH!” you fumed sitting down next to geto. “Hey, maybe you just need to loosen up. I'm sure it's not even that noticeable,” Choso said as he passed the joint to you. You took a hit and coughed like there was no tomorrow. You took two more hits and passed it to geto. “It is noticeable!” You pouted getting up from the couch and pulling your skirt down just enough for him to see the tattoo without seeing anything else. “Oh shit gojo you just ruined her chances of getting a boyfriend!” Choso laughed as he took a closer look. “Not as if she wasn't already a loser, looks hot as fuck though it suits you”. You blushed sitting back down. After a while you all finished the joints and became giggling, loud, messes. You started cuddling into geto because you started feeling sleepy. “Bro I'm hella hungry” choso blurted. “Same” geto nodded in agreement. They both got up and said that they were going to Walmart and they'd be back. You and gojo sat in silence for a while. “I wanna try somethin c’mere” gojo slurred his words as he motioned for you to come to him. You got up and walked over standing up in front of him. “Sit on my lap baby” feeling too out of it to decline you sat in his lap. “I'm tired gojo” you complained. “It's okay baby I'll wake you up”. he reached in his pockets and got another joint. He lit it and took some hits. “Open your mouth princess”. You listened and opened your mouth. He took another hit and brought his lips to yours blowing the smoke in your mouth. You inhaled and laughed. He kept looking at you longingly with hooded tired eyes. “Take a picture, it'll last longer," you mumbled as you got up. He pushed you back down onto his lap. “Need you so bad” gojo whined. “Can you kiss me please baby”. “What?” You stared dazed and confused.

“I dunno how to kiss” you giggled shaking your head not fully comprehending what he was asking you. “Want me to teach you?” Gojo smiled. “Sure!”. Gojo started softly kissing you grabbing your hips. Rocking you back and forth on his clothed dick. He licked your lower lip and you parted your mouth slightly. Feeling hot you grinded on him trying to match his pace. Gojo’s pale skin now a shade of pink. “Mhm baby you feel so good” he moaned. You mewled into his mouth enjoying all the pleasure you were feeling. “Mm wait feel weird” you muttered. “Just let go princess” gojo whimpered. Soon you were cumming from all the friction. “fuckkk yeahh” gojo moaned. “Get up doll”. You slid off his lap standing up. “You ever done this before?”. You shook your head. “Obviously not”. “It's okay princess I'll make it unforgettable” He winked. “Ew don't be cringy”. “Just lay on the couch”. You pull down your skirt and layed back on the couch. Gojo got down on his knees. “Wanted this pretty pussy for such a long time”. He went down wasting no time licking, and kissing, basically making out with your pussy. “Taste so good” he groaned. He rubbed your clit and pushed his middle finger in. “S-shit gojo feels so good”. You rolled your eyes back moaning. “So fucking tight baby” gojo mumbled pushing in another finger. He curled and scissored his fingers finding your g-spot. “Right there gojo please please please please!”. “Fuck you look so pretty like this”. Gojo pulled out his fingers and you whined at the loss. “Gonna make you cum on my dick baby”. He unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers. His dick sprung up hitting his stomach. Your eyes widened. “No way”. “Turn around I don't want you freaking out” Gojo giggled. You got up and turned around ass up face down. “I'm gonna go slow okay” Gojo said, sliding it in. His tip stretched you out. It hurt so good. He whined finally bottoming out. “I'm gonna start is that okay baby”. “Mhm” you whimpered. “I need a yes or a no baby”. “y-yes”. He started with long deep thrusts. “Fuck your so tight” he threw his head back squeezing his eyes shut. “I'm sorry m’ sorry m’ sorry, so sorry baby” he whined as he sped up to a brutal pace. You tried to speak but only moans came out. Your eyes rolled back and your pussy squeezed around gojo’s cock. You saw stars, you were so close. “Fuck princess why didn't I pound this sweet pussy before”. Gojo kisses up your back. “Gonna let me fill you up babe” he whispered, biting your ear. “Lemme cum inside baby”. “Mhm yes yes pleaseee” you moaned into the pillows. You felt to good too object and definitely way to fucked out to think about the consequences. Gojo pounded into you a couple more times and you were gone. Creaming all over his dick and squeezing him in tight. “Sh-shit shit I'm cumming baby fuckin-” gojo filled you up riding his orgasm out. He pulled out and you whined at the loss. “Let's clean up before they get back”. Gojo walked to the bathroom getting a wet cloth and wiped both of you down. Gojo put on his boxers and sweatpants, pocketing your panties before you could notice. You were about to argue with him when you guys heard the door open.

“Alright guys we were gonna go to Walmart but we realized Walmart doesn't have food… but like it has food but like food you have to cook, and then we realized they had snacks but snacks sounded like gross so we like went to Burger King but then we like realized burger king is ass so then we like went to McDonald's and we just got a shit ton of food so like yeah” Geto rambled on while Choso just modded his head. “Mhm fr”. You and Gojo busted out laughing at how ridiculous they sounded. “Yeah alright let's eat”.

@cinnatoru @hhhhhhcxx

[sk3tch404]

https://imgur.com/a/6PlTqcs

Lowkey,, when I saw your Yandere's, I was reminded of the pic above 👀 granted, they're not as manic/feral but i can't help but hit them with the good ol' pathetic-lil-meow-meow-ification beam whenever I see them 😔✊. everyone can feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again (/ref) if I delude myself hard enough 🥹🙏

speaking of the Yans- I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO DEFEAT LIKE 90% OF YAN'S W/O HAVING TO BE PHYSICALLY STRONG- *runs off-screen*

*cartoonish sounds of struggle & animal noises can be heard*

-ight! Okok so like, get this- I have rabies's now 😎

This gives me a timeframe of about- *checks msdmanual.com* 3-7 days to go ahead and infect every Yan in my vicinity, which means I'm gonna bite em all >:)) (not sure if Rory can get infected since he's a vamp n all 🤔 but a girl can dreammmm 😔) I may perish at the end of my crusade, but at least I'll drag some of them to hell with me 🫡

Moving on, Rory's re-design be looking mad fineeeee, though I'm gonna miss his long hair, rip my opportunity to draw him in pig-tails 🙏 at least he can get more bitches now with the added ✨glasses✨ factor (no, I'm totally unbiased towards men who wear glasses of any kind, what are you talking abou-)

yeheaaa boi, I'm def gonna replace his Scumbag Glasses (affectionate) with heart shape lenses in my next attempt at a fanart for him 😈😈 gonna turn Mr. Valentine into Mr. Valentine² MUHAHAHAHAHAAA GET HIT WITH MY UWU-FICATION BEAM, IDIOT /lh gonna turn this 😎 bitch into a 😍 bitch

Also goddammit ur chibi style makes me wanna squish their cheeks granny style- I don't wanna squish a serial killers cheeks plsssss I didn't get over my creepypasta whole phase, only to be charmed by the next gen of murderous pretty boys 😫😫 I. Absolutely. Mustn't. 😬 damn ur artstyle, it's too good for my heart- /pos

-Ren'py anon

OMG JAYCE WHEN HE'S FULLY ATTACHED BE LIKE 😭😭😭HE GETS DESERATE IK

Yeah they're pretty chill before they get unhinged, but hitting them with that pathetic little meow meow beam makes them a bit more tolerable 😘 Not gonna even lie, I get nervous and lowkey freak out when I code in the creepy parts and play through it. LIKE BOY WTF ARE YOU LOOKING AT??? FREAKY ASS MF I HATE YOU. DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH PLAYER.

But pretending they're nothing but miserable maniacs stuck in their own little worlds makes me feel better 🤓(Goofy ahh reaction /j)

Katy Perry ref is just what was needed </3 no no what do you mean he enjoys hurting me emotionally and physically to make up for his own personal faults? No he's just a little sad soul that hugs me when I'm sad and loves me no matter what.

OH NO WHAT. NOT EVERY YAN! PLEASE SPARE JAYCE AT LEAST... I LOVE HIM TOO MUCH. YOU MIGHT WANNA START WITH THE VOLKOVS FIRST BECAUSE THEY WOULDNT SEE IT COMING IN THE VERY BEGINNING.

RORYS VAMP WHITE BLOOD CELLS CHECK HIM OUT FOR MOST STUFF BUT RABIES IS PRETTY DEADLY TO ALL THINGS SO...

Tbh it's a fifty fify. All he has to worry about is passing out in the middle of it if he hasn't fed in a while.

I THINK ELLIOT WOULD HAVE A PRETTY GOOD CHANCE OF SURVIVAL. HE HAS EXPERIENCE WITH PPL GETTING REALLY SICK AND INTESE STRUGGLES FROM DOING OTHER ILLEGAL STUFF.

Which reminds me. I haven't said a lot about him yet. I think I'll info dump on him sometime, but idk bc there is a little spoiler but not really bc it's a big part of his character and for the story of his route. It will be common knowledge when you play anyway.

If you don't hit the Volkovs with the animal foam first, they WILL catch wind of what you're doing and shoot you down or smth. They don't play 💀 since it is 3 to 7 BUSINESS DAYS. They are always doing business, so 3 is all too easy.

Also tysm!!! I too am gonna miss Rory's long hair, but it's gotta go so he can refresh! And dw I'm gonna make it a tad more layered and longer so you can do pigtails little kids have that look like two antennas.

And Rory has always had glasses, I just didn't draw them that time lol

OMG HE WOULD ABSOLUTELY LOVE THOSE HEARTSHAPED GLASSES. JUST UH NOT OUTSIDE THOUGH. HES GOT OPPS IN THOSE STREETS... Would legit fall in love if you kept doing silly shit like that (Damn you really did square up his Valentine's rizz) UWU fication success???

HEHHEHEH TY! MY CHIBI STYLE IS SUPER SIMPLE AND A TAD UGLY AND IN THE WORKS, BUT I'M GLAD YOU LIKE IT!

[amimimi]

sk8 boys would reacting to you pulling them in by their belt

synopsis: you pulling the sk8 babes in by their belts for a kiss

pairings: joe x reader, cherry x reader, reki x reader, langa x reader

warnings: kissing, suggestive themes, swearing

notes: not me just seeing this tiktok trend ...but thoughts are being thunk...❤️ also, i apologize in advance for any grammatical/spelling errors

word count: 1,930

JOE

this flirty ass b*tch 😒

he thinks he’s so smooth...and he is!

i see y’all bar hopping in the early talking stages of your relationship

so you’re seated the bar and you’re kinda annoyed because maybe there are a couple girls who come up to him and offer to buy him a drink? (of course they would, have you seen how he’s built?)

BUT THAT’S NOT EVEN THE BAD PART

this mf get’s up from his stool and starts FLIRTING BACK?? AND YOU’RE JUST SITTING THERE LIKE —🧍‍♀️

but then he turns back to you and see’s the displeased look on your face.

cue joe nervously laughing and gently shooing the other girls away

but you’re already pissed bc like? the nerve of him? and in front of you??

you stare straight past him, leaning your elbow up on the bar table as he stands in front of you. babbling out apologies(?)

if you can even call them that?

“babe, i’m sorry! you know it’s force of habit! i didn’t even get to see what they looked like! and they were being nice! what was I supposed to do? tell them to get gone? i was just being polite to them, i’m a feminist after all 😏—”

b*tch...what?

you feel like you’re getting dumber just listening to him

so you kinda tilt your head to look at him and let your hands settle on the front of his belt

his voice kinda tilts? like it slightly gets a just a bit higher ?

before he can even make a smart ass remark, you firmly tug him towards you and kiss him

he hums in surprise before chuckling into the kiss and bringing his warm, calloused hands up to your face

he pulls away and quickly pecks at your lips before playfully outing

“oof, so mean”

“but you like that” you reply before kissing him again

meanwhile, the bartender is watching yall like “😐😑😐”

REKI

like with joe, i imagine you pulling this stunt off in the beginning of your relationship

you and reki are in the little workshop behind his house doing normal relationship stuff

you know, reki working on a skateboard repair while you lovingly admire his side profile...yea ❤️

he’s so absorbed in his work, his eyebrows are furrowed every so slightly, and he’ll randomly clench his jaw and WOWOWOW HE LOOK SO GOOD!

you feel so blessed just being able to take this sight in

you’re watching him intently with your elbows propped up on the table and your face resting between your hands

reki’s in the middle of tightening the screws when he notices you looking out of his peripheral vision

he glances over to you and sees you staring at him

have y’all seen that meme of meghan markle at her wedding looking up at harry?

YEA, YEA you’re literally looking up at reki like that

and boy does reki get FLUSTERED

he tries to act cool about catching you staring but baby is blushing way too hard

“w-what?”, reki mentally kicks himself for stammering as he returns his focus to the skateboard

“you look really hot right now”

reki damn near chokes and his face gets even more red (if that’s even possible)

he turns his back to you to reach for a wrench on the wall adjacent to him

but he's trynna hide how hard he's blushing uwu

you're laughing now and the melodic sound makes the tension in reki’s shoulders dissipate

yea...y’all are whipped for each other

reki is pouting with his back to you, still “looking” for his wrench

when all of sudden, he feels your hands settle on his waist, urging him to turn around

"rekiiiiii", you playfully whine. "i can't admire my boyfriend?"

he's turning around to tell you that he's busy, but then your fingers hook onto his belt

and before his brain can compute what's happening, you're sharply tugging his belt and your mouth is on his, hot and heavy

and reki moans

and it's so high-pitched and so earnest and so loud, you almost want to giggle

but then his knees buckle and he kinda collapses forward into you

so y'all both kinda shuffle back, but reki manages to catch himself by wrapping his arms around you for support

you're about to pull away to ask if he's okay, but then he brings one hand up to your face and parts his mouth

and when you gasp against his mouth, he feels slightly relieved knowing his dignity has been saved somehow

reki pulls away first, panting, and rests his forehead against your collarbone, trying to hide his face again

"you suck" he murmurs into your chest, slightly dizzy

you hum contentedly, combing his hair back before kissing the top of his head

CHERRY

first of all, this mf is an aries (just when i thought he couldn’t get sexier)

and aries men...🥴

basically, you have to do a lot to actually fluster this man

so let’s say he takes you with him for a two-day work trip on a nearby island

while he works with his clients during the day, you busy yourself by wandering around the hotel or walking along the beach

basically, the only time the two of you have together is in the evening

it’s your last night before y’all have to return to okinawa

kaoru tells you to get dressed and takes you out to this expensive ass restaurant and he’s sooooo f*cking romantic

the love in his eyes,,,, his soft ass smile as he watches you ramble in between taking sips from your wine glass

he’s looking at you as you’re personally responsible for the sun rising each day

i mean, you could’ve been talking about how you saw a crab on the beach that was missing a leg, and kaoru would just be like “tell me more bby 🥰😍”

when y’all make it back to the hotel, you’re both a little tipsy (kaoru is more so buzzed)

you’re holding onto kaoru’s arm as you both take the elevator up to your hotel room

kaoru feels you slightly sway against him and he leans over to kiss the top of your head

“you alright, darling?” he murmurs into your hair

he takes your hand in his and runs the pad of his thumb over the back of your hand

and he does all of this while his lips are pressed against the top of your head— SIR PLS ✋😩

it’s an chaste act and you know he’s genuinely concerned but after two glasses of wine, your brain is just—🥴

hornknee thoughts only 😩💯

sloppily, you wiggle out of kaoru’s embrace before centering yourself in front of him with your hands placed on his chest

at your action, kaoru’s eyebrow raises ever so slightly but he keeps silent, slightly amused

“you’re so f*cking fine” you murmur, slightly smoothing your hands over kaoru’s chest, staring him right in eye

“oh?”

“yea, and you don’t even try. What’s that like?”

by now, kaoru’s softly smiling. “what’s what like, my love?”

“what’s it like to be so hot without even trying?”

and before ol boy can even reply to that, your hands find his belt before firmly pulling him in for a kiss

kaoru hums at the sudden jolt but then sighs appreciatively through his nose and wastes no time parting his mouth for you

b*tch, you’re the one who’s moaning skxhsnwje

still kissing you, he smooths your hair back with one hand before grabbing a fistful of your hair

he firmly yanks your hair back and deepens the kiss, and you just— 🤸‍♀️

the moan that elicits from you, is OTHERWORLDY

you feel the elevator roll to a stop

kaoru pulls back with a grin on his face and so much love in his eyes that you’re tempted to go in for round two

but then the elevator door slides open and he grabs your hand, tugging you into the hallways

as he leads you to the hotel room, kaoru slightly turns his head back to smile at you, with the same amount of love in his eyes

LANGA

i feel like langa may get flustered as easily as reki might, but he’s manages to be a lot more cool about it

which kinda drives you up the wall? you just wanna see your boyfriend embarrassed for once

all he does is slightly blush with a straight face and glance away

so let’s say he’s walking you home after you, him, and reki were hanging about at a skatepark

the sun had already set and langa is walking beside you with his skateboard under one arm.

the walk is pretty silent, but it’s a comfortable silence. langa finds that he and you can soak up each other’s presence without having to say a word

you see him jolt out of your peripheral vision and you’re like ???

before you can glance over and ask if he’s okay, he quickly grabs your hand

you glance up at him, confused, and he simply replies “i forgot to hold your hand, sorry”

langa wtf??

fighting back the urge to laugh, you squeeze his hand and tell him it’s fine

both of you share a soft smile, before the easy silence continues for the rest of the walk

when y’all arrive on your porch steps, you turn to him and thank him for walking you home

langa assures you it’s no problem before saying goodnight

he’s turns around and takes a couple steps away, when you clear your throat

he glances back at you, quizzically

you’re standing on the porch step, with your hands behind your back.

there’s a mischievous glint in your eyes

“aren’t you forgetting something?” you playfully chide him

langa: 😐😑😐

you can literally see the gears turning in langa’s head

“...did you want me to walk you to your bedroom?”

you can’t help the laughter that bubbles out of you, and langa feels his cheeks reddened slightly

“angel, no. I meant a goodnight kiss?”

“o-oh, right”

his brows furrowed slightly as he determinedly making his way over to you

he’s so—&:&72737

as he’s making his way over, an idea pops into your head and you kinda “>:3”

when langa is standing in front of you, your hands grip onto his belt and you yank him into a kiss

bby boy almost drops his skateboard

he quickly inhaled through his nose before giving a stuttered moan and you smile into the kiss

you’re standing on the first step to your porch so the added height is giving you more access

BITE HIS MFIN LIP! he will gasp so prettily into your mouth

entranced, he keeps leaning more and more forward, that is, until the back of your foot hits the step behind you

stumbling backwards, you fall back and pull langa along right with you

you fall right on your ass, yelping as you knock foreheads with langa as he falls into you

so now, you’re both left moaning, gripping your foreheads

“are you okay?” langa asks you, dropping his hand from his forehead revealing a red mark

you begin to laugh at the sight of it and langa just stares at you, confused but slightly defensive

“w-what?!”

“your forehead is red” you giggle

“well yea, you slammed your forehead into mine”

“you slammed your forehead into mine” you give him a quick peck on his lip before smoothing his hair hair back

“that looks like it’s gonna bruise,” you murmur and press a kiss to his forehead “I’ll get you some ice, come inside”

end notes: i wanted to get this out in time for cherry’s bday!

[nationmckinleyscorset]

!Major spoilers!

omg I accidentally started watching the original lemme go find the 2005 one

THIS IS SO GOOD OMG

it's giving devils carnival

TURNING ALL OUR CHILDREN INTO HOOLIGANS AND WHORRRRES

romeo ✨AND✨ juliet :p

I'm sorry but Americans reading Shakespeare will never not be funny to me it's so awkward

Jimmy dancing 🤣😭💀

This is so wholesome I feel like it's gonna get bad cos likeee this was recommended by the same people who got me into rtgo and atdc

Why do I feel like these two are gonna be the next Brad and Janet

omlll I thought they were getting married for a hot minute...

my guy is sooo offended like UGH Bill Shakespeare 🙄🤮

This is so dramatic lmfao

ooo hello who's this she's cute

THE WAY SHE MOANED WHEN HE HIT HER LMFAO I shouldn't laugh buttt

this song 😩 take that how you will. New favourite character just dropped. Also maybe new favourite song "the stuff". It's almost like as long as he needs me but darker...

Ok but this guy is like Amus from Chicago, voice, dumbass, bowtie, etc (Mr Kochanski or however you spell it)

also I can't decide if the blondie is most like Stacey from Gavin and Stacey, Sandy from Grease, or Janet Weiss at the beginning of Rocky Horror

coverallssss?

imma take a shot every time Jimmy says gee

uh ohhh he's going to a parrrtyyyyy it's the beginning of the end

Gotta love a random tango break

I feel bad cos like I keep looking at the women in this but I meannn... HAVE YOU SEEN THE DANCER?

Is anybody else getting 💅🏻 vibes from Jimmy?

WHAT AM I WATCHING LMFAO "do your children like Jazz music? " *MOAN* "this gives them time to hypnotise women into unspeakable acts of degradation" *strips* *moans again* I MEAN WHAT

OMLLLLL... ok now I'm starting to see why this is on this side of the internet

THEN IT CUT TO PEOPLE FUCKING AND SPANKING EACH OTHER WITH TOWELS WHAT IS HAPPENING?!?!

yuh huh so women are the ones degrading themselves yet it's the man who's on his knees barking...

a new definition for "burn baby burn"

WTFFFF SALLY WHY

"let's forget the 5 ft and concentrate on the 9 inches" *smacks into a wall* XD I officially love Sally

"whoopsie" the perfect reaction to a baby being on fire 😂

"just fell" bbg you are lying in the middle of a broken glass table 🤣

omg this song I'm… she's hot and I would absolutely "suck it down for Sally" 🤣😭(this coming from the idiot who choked on a vape... twice...)

HIS FACE 🤣 ARGHH THE EYES 💀

and now coconuts bc why not

omg I was right with every item of clothing the remove from Jimmy he's starting to look more and more like Brad Majors XD

Sally in this song is what Sandy from Grease could have been 🤣

good GOD he's hung. I bet he's got socks down there.

Tumnus from Narnia is that you? Jeez dude you really let yourself go

I- isn't Jimmy 15? Like bro is getting his ass caressed by a punk rock goat man I just...

not cute he's ignoring Shakespeare girl

who wrote this-

"O' therefore art thou Romeo" as pleasant as the dawn, with Mary Jane upon thy lips and pants strewn on the lawn. I'm sorry I had to.

How is she not catching on that something's wrong?

"THAT WAS YOUR TONGUE!" well nooooo

Never thought I'd hear "froggies" said in a movie about sex, drugs and promiscuity...

"fill my lonely pew" honey if he came back he'd be filling more than a pew 🤣

Not the hymn numbers all being 420 💀

"No Christian martyr works it harder" I just choked on my water-

What am I watching? Like they just lowered in Jesus with Freddie Mercury's 'stache singing surrounded by angels in bikinis...

THEY'RE GRADUALLY STRIPPING JESUS WTH

if Christianity was more like this I wouldn't have left the cult (Bet some of you stopped reading when you read that ;))

I actually love Mae honestly. Why do I always like the redheads in these movies?

using a steak as an ice pack 😂

She- she sold her baby? To a guy with a fake French accent? I-

Ok confession at the start I liked Sally then immediately took it back and went as far as to delete the note but frrr she's cute in a "why am I attracted to this?" way

"trying to jump over the car" mmmhmmmm

Awwww Jimmy's such a sensitive boyo

Omg he's becoming self-aware!

Sometimes I forget I'm not living in these films and have to seperate myself into the boring world

Omg she was called Mary Lane this whole time?

This is wholesome nowww awwww I'm waiting for it to go wrong

There's 46 minutes left and rn it's happy so I'm gonna do this in two parts x

Best of a hilarious play-by-play of people watching Reefer Madness for the first time that I found on the liveblog

[mminttae]

Clandestine | 01

-> Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x reader

-> Genre : tattoo!artist Jungkook, mafia! JJK,mafia au, bloody!missions, slight violence, got secrets they can't tell, angst, romance Jungkook's part time job is flirting, sad (backstory), Y/N is strong!

-> Summary : who would have known that just doing a part time job at a night club would lead you to the tattoo artist Jeon Jungkook's messed up world. One letter related to the secret comes out of your mouth you'll be laying in Jungkook's arms but alive or not, that's not guaranteed...

-> Word Count : 2.68K :O

-> T/W body language, killing, curse words and intimacy are included in the story (you may read if you're comfortable with these)

-> A/N : This story is only published in wattpad and here. (In wattpad cause I wanted to try different platforms:)) the story is completely based on my imagination so don't mind if things go a bit 📈 cause my imagination may sometimes run wiLd. Also the gifs and edits I'm going to include are not mine! Credits to owners

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(Your POV)

Dimmed lights creating a warm glow in the corners while the bright killing disco lights flashes over the dance floor. The strong odor of cigarette mixed with alcohol lingering in the air. The expensive looking disco ball rotating over the heads of the people who are dancing as if there's no tomorrow. Some having cocktails while grooving to the loud rock music which is booming through the big speakers hanging everywhere. Loud continuous talkings of people getting shuffled with the music in the background is enough to give you a really bad headache but what made it worse is running around the whole two floored packed club, taking orders and placing the numerous types of cocktails.

Being a college student and working part time in a night club is exhausting. At times I really wanted to give up but my determination in learning shooting kept me going.

Placing the cocktails glasses on the plastic tray, huffing out a breathe I walked in a hurried pace wanting to finish my shift soon and get home and take a nice warm shower. Walking fast was hard too due to the rule of wearing heels. First they give a role of running from here to there serving drinks then say to wear heels. Honestly the rules for the workers here are messed up. Girls have to wear skirts that reaches up to the thigh, shouldn't reach below their knees. I get it y'all want to attract men here. But I just want my pay and to get that I have to forcibly follow the rules.

"For table 14, looks like they are less today"

Nancy says handing me the tray of cocktails.

Appletini again

The mention of table 14, for some reason makes my heart race and some sort of annoyance creeps up in my blood.

Walking towards the table were the three familiar boys were seated, I mentally cursed when I realized I had my hair tied up in a high ponytail. My free hand quickly made its way to pull down the red velvety scrunchie but stopped my actions when his strawberry mimosa like voice clearly made its way to my ears despite the loud rock music and people shouting in the background.

"It's too late now buttercup "

My eyes traveled to the man sitting in the middle of the large chocolate colored sofa. His tongue poking his right inner cheek while his gaze fixated on me. The dangly silver earrings giving a glow while his jet black bangs falls over his right doe eye placing a darker expression on his honey glazed face. A leather jacket which I assume is his was resting on his thighs as his knees were on full display due to the ripped jeans he was wearing. The loose half sleeved tee made it possible to see all those incredible swirling inks he painted by himself on his arm up to his elbow. He brought his left hand out of his pockets and motioned his fingers indicating me to come forward.

Gulping down the saliva that formed in my mouth, I steadily walked up to the table, making it easier for myself to see the equipments that usually rested on top of the table , not here today. Instead the very familiar brown journal layed open on the table making it possible to see the various types of interesting cool designs which Jeon Jungkook  drew .

With one swift motion of his long veiny hand he closed the journal and threw it to the Brunnete haired male's lap beside him making the table clear for me to put down the drinks.

"I thought I told you to not put your hair up when you're wearing that red blouse "

He said while taking hold of the appletini glass while his eyes roamed around my neck and collar bone which was on full display. Licking his lips after the sweet fluid went inside his mouth he locked his brown glazed orbs with mine.

"Come on kook she's already living with the fear of spitting out the secrets accidentally and now you're telling her how to keep her hair too"

The blonde doll faced sitting left to him said while giving me a glance and picking up his favorite screwdriver

( A/N : screwdriver is the name of a cocktail here it's not the tool screwdriver lol)

"I'm saying for her own safety"

The younger guy spoke as he continued taking sips from his appletini glass which he was holding with his marvelous inked hand. Already knowing what he meant by 'her own safety' , the memories of that night couldn't help but come infront of my eyes. Flustered I looked everywhere else except for the guy in front of me who now has his devilish smile plastered on his face

Flashback to three weeks back

Hell's Night club

Placing the now 18th glass of vodka hard on the table out of annoyance and worry I looked up to the man in front of me. His eyes droopy, hair slightly wet due to the sweating, his dragon tattoo on the back of his hand on full display as he put down the 17th glass he was holding and proceeds to get a hold of the 18th glass but me being fast holds onto his wrist stopping him.

"Jungkook stop you're already too drunk"

His eyes still fixated on the crystalic glass he was holding, in a hoarse tone mumbled

"I'm not"

Anger was all I feeling at that time. First he comes to the bar all alone, sweating and keeps ordering vodka after vodka then doesn't open his mouth at all when I ask what happened instead keeps calling my name out of the blue disturbing me in my job. I doubt that I would even have my full pay for him. The manager's eyes shooting glares at me.

"Jeon Jungkook"

I sternly say making him look at me. Even if anger and annoyance were all I feeling at that time I couldn't help but once again get mesmerized by his beauty. His drunk self seemed to be more attractive to me than his usual self. His chest going up and down as my name slowly left his cherry like lips made me feel some type of way.

No this ain't the time to have these kind of thoughts Y/N

Knitting my eyebrows together to showcase that I'm angry, I opened my mouth to speak but was completely left speechless as Jungkook pulled my wrist towards him making me sit on top of him. My mouth only able to leave a gasp. His muscular inked arms wrapped around my waist as his face inched close to my neck making it possible for me to smell the strong scent of alcohol coming from him. I slowly looked down and taking it as a chance, I carefully looked at all the details  he had on his ethereal face.

His eyelashes fluttering as his eyelids become droopy. His bunny like boopable nose tinted in a soft pink and his lips formed a small pout making the small mole below his lower lip be seen.

His black short sleeves tee making it possible to see all those words and arts engraved on his arm. Some familiar and some seemed new to me. But for sure I knew every one of them had its own unique meaning.

"You.."

Jungkook trails off after giving my neck a sniff making chills run down my spine.

"You already look hot in this red top so why do you have to put up your hair and expose your collarbone and neck like that.. "

He says out of the blue making me go at a loss of words. Jungkook, yes he has flirted with me numerous times maybe every time he saw me his first instinct is to call me by the nicknames he has set and then seek for a chance to flirt and show off the pickup lines he made.

Jungkook's tongue swiftly made its way to my neck, giving the place a lick before leaving a peck, completely catching me off guard.

"Hmm baby..why are you putting your hair up? "

His lip began to make contact with my sensitive skin near my neck once again. I squirm under his touch as millions of butterflies starts fluttering inside my tummy.

"J-jungkook I've got work"

Stuttering wasn't what I wanted to do, it just happened. I tried removing his hands from my waist but who am I kidding, how can I a powerless girl move away this muscular bunny's arms?

"Take a break from work. You've worked hard enough. "

He says while leaving wet kisses all over my neck. The alcohol smell dying away as I was getting used to it. The dimmed lights were probably making us in the corner not that noticeable. I shut my eyes close as his lips and tongue came in contact with my skin. Realizing that I alone won't be able to take off these muscular big arms off me I gave up holding onto his shoulder to fix my position of sitting on his lap. The rock band music in the background slowly dying out as my full focus was going on Jungkook.

"Do not put your hair up while wearing this top again infront of me... You never know what will happen"

He says before softly nibbling on my skin leaving purple marks

"Jungkook.."

End of flashback

Cheeks getting tinted in rosy pink as the man wearing a cocky smile arches his eyebrow as if asking me what's wrong when he himself knows very well why I am blushing right now.

Shaking my head in an attempt to get rid of the thoughts I quickly change the topic

"Why are there only three of you today? "

"Oh well.. "

The Brunnete haired Taehyung trails off giving Jimin a look before continuing but I was quick to finish his sentence

"That's a secret.. "

"You're smart"

He says giving flashing me his so called famous box smile.

Of course it got to be a secret. These men right here are way more mysterious than you'd think. They got their so-called so many secrets that even if they say they got more I wouldn't be surprised.

"Hey Y/N do you make these cocktails? "

Taehyung asks taking a sip from the cosmopolitan served in front of him.

"My job is to serve and take orders not making the cocktails"

I simply say rolling my eyes as I wanted to get done with the conversation quick so that I can finish the shift.

"Sad..if you were the one making the drinks I would have ordered

Trip to hell instead or maybe trip to heaven for you.. You know"

( Trip to hell here is also the name of a cocktail)

Ofcourse these perverts.

"Hyung you mean her trip to heaven with me "

Jungkook quick to correct his hyung smirked cockily while putting his leg on top of the another and rolled his head from one side to another showcasing his freshly made skeleton hand tattoo while keeping eye contact with me, very well knowing that it made me flustered.

"If that was the case I would have taken the job of cleaning instead of serving "

I say as I get hold of the tray and was about to walk away when Jungkook whined like a baby saying

"You never play along"

Seeing his pout, in a blink of an eye I put the tray on the table with a thud and put one leg up resting it beside the tray as I pulled Jungkook in front of me by his shirt completely catching him off guard. I dont need to see but I know that Jimin and Taehyung are awestruck too.

With my free hand I pulled down the scrunchie making my black forest like dark hair fall down in places like dominoes totally making me look like the dominant one now, the redish brown lipstick being the highlight of the look.

"If it's a trip to heaven then why don't you let me see all those beautiful body arts of yours"

Looking down at the ox tattoo peaking out from the sleeve of his tee, I continue while looking straight in his eyes

"Mr. Artbook"

[mochi-ficz]

Untitled - 10:42 PM

afab!dom!reader x sub!sangyeon

genre: smut, fluff at the beginning and end (it gets a bit humorous too)

includes: sangyeon being the best boyfriend in the world, praise, degradation, bondage, face sitting (you receiving), fingering (both of you receiving), usage of toys (vibrator, buttplug), rough sex w/ strap-on (him receiving), he calls you master, dacryphilia, choking (if you squint), there's a scene where you spit in his mouth, overstimulation, aftercare

(i think that's all the warnings? sorry if i missed something, there's a lot—)

　surprise! i told you guys i wanted more sub!sangyeon content, and i was in a really soft mood, so i wanted to include something that includes fluff elements as well as some really just— filthy smut. no other way of putting it. i'm a horny bitch and so are you guys. that's what you guys are here for anyways lmao. i hope you guys enjoy this.

　i also want to make it a point that it's okay to have a dom/sub role in the bedroom and not care about it outside. you can be a really hard dom and still a warm and caring person, and i really wanted to show that throughout that the reader (you guys) really cares about sangyeon.

　i also want to stress to you guys the importance of consent, making sure your partner has a safe word or safe symbol/action, and the importance of aftercare. if you're responsible enough to be having sex, you need to be responsible enough for taking care of your partner when you're done as well.

　regardless, i hope you guys really do enjoy! this took me almost four hours to write. the time at the top is when i started it, and i'll put the time i finished it at the end. also this is unedited. i really just wanted to write without giving a shit, so if there's mistakes, sorry 😅 anyways, onto the story!

　　you shut the door to your shared apartment and slid down the door, letting out a sigh. you fought to hold tears back from your eyes, and eventually gave up. hiding your face with your arms and curling your knees into your chest, you let yourself cry, letting out gentle sobs. recently, things had been getting too much for you. it wasn't really anything specific that was dragging you down, but rather an amalgamation of emotions you had bottled up.

　　sangyeon had heard the door open, and found himself peeking out of the bedroom door to see who was there. when he saw your body curled against the door, shoulders shaking, his eyes changed from a playful one to a concerned one. he quietly stepped out of the bedroom and made his way over to you, sitting next to you with his back leaning against the door as well.

　　the sudden warmth on your side made you weakly peek from behind your arms and sniffle, staring into sangyeon's soft, gentle gaze. he tilted his head a little and opened his arms, offering you a shoulder to cry on. your eyes filled with tears again as you snuggled into his warm embrace, burying your face in the crook of his neck. he made you feel safe, loved.

　　he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek and held you tighter. his fingers traced your spine as he lovingly rubbed your back. "it's okay," he whispered, pressing another soft kiss to your cheek. "i'm here."

　　over the next few minutes, you both sat there in silence, with only your gentle sniffles occasionally breaking it. your tears began to slow down, and you pulled yourself off sangyeon's shoulder to meet his soft gaze once again. he gently wiped the remaining tears away and smiled at you. "do you feel better?"

　　you gently nodded, returning his smile weakly.

"do you want to talk about it?"

　　you shook your head and sniffled again. sangyeon nodded at you.

"that's okay too. wait here."

　　he stood up and went to grab a box of tissues and a glass of water for you, and once he had gotten them, he sat back down next to you and offered them to you. you gratefully took a tissue and blew your nose to stop your sniffling, and graciously accepted the water. you sighed, contentedly. "thank you, sangyeon. what would i do without you?"

"cry alone, i guess?" he giggled.

　　you returned his bright smile. "you want to just do take out for dinner?"

　　he nodded, and paused to think about where to order from before insisting that you pick. you both argued over who would pick for a solid five minutes before just deciding to get food from whichever place popped up in your phone first when you opened the app to place the order.

"i'm treating you tonight, and you can't say no."

"sangyeon, as much as i would love to argue, i know that your treats usually end up with me getting a massage, and right now that sounds fucking great."

"fantastic. i'm getting a bath ready for you. i'll set the delivery time for later so there's plenty of time for me to take care of you."

　　as much as you really did want to argue, that sounded fucking amazing. you playfully shoved him and got up to put your jacket away while sangyeon scurried off to make you the best god damn bath you'd ever had. you rolled your eyes and smiled to yourself at his cuteness before flopping on the couch. however, it wasn't even two minutes later that sangyeon had returned, lightly smelling of rose.

"hurry before it gets cold!!"

　　you sighed and got up, letting sangyeon practically drag you to the bathroom. you began to pull your shirt over your head when sangyeon insisted he do it instead, which was met with an eye roll, but still no argument from you. you glanced at him expectantly, assuming he was going to get in with you, and when he looked back at you confused, you figured you'd ask.

"why don't you join me, sangyeonie?"

a slight red tint decorated his cheeks. "i was supposed to spoil you, though..."

"mmmm... but nothing would make me happier than having my baby boy with me."

you didn't think his cheeks would turn any more red, but you stood corrected, as they now turned beet red. "o- okay then."

　　you stepped in the tub and sunk down into the water, letting a soft moan escape your lips. the hot water began to loosen up your muscles, and immediately made you feel more relaxed. you turned your head to look at sangyeon who was now naked, and shyly making his way over to you.

"come here and sit in my lap, prince." you gently ordered him.

　　he wasted no time carrying out your orders, and took his spot in your lap, letting a little moan of satisfaction escape his lips as well. you contentedly wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his shoulder with his back pressed up against your front. he cuddled into you and sighed happily.

you placed gentle kisses along his neck and shoulder. "you know i'd be lost without you, right?"

he nodded. "yes, i need you too. i love you."

"you've been so good to me, prince."

　　you smirked to yourself as you placed an open mouthed kiss below his ear, and worked your way down to his shoulder, earning a few soft moans. you sunk your teeth into the warm flesh of his broad shoulders and began to suck and nibble at that spot until a hickey formed. sangyeon was letting out the prettiest little sounds into your ear.

"m- master, i was doing this for you."

　　you captured his pillowy lips in a sweet kiss. after you had pulled away, lips barely separated, you whispered, "you're the best treat i could ask for." his face heated up and he met your lips again for a more heated kiss. your hands roamed his built chest. he let out a barely audible gasp when your fingertips brushed over his nipples. you smiled into the kiss and forced your tongue into his mouth, swallowing all of his pretty sounds as you found your way back to his nipples.

　　you slid one of your hands down his abs and to his cock, which was already rock hard. you parted the kiss to begin your attack on his beautiful neck and shoulders once again, as you let the fingertips of one hand play with his sensitive buds, and the other with his aching cock.

　　you gently ran your thumb across his tip, earning a more audible gasp and a series of moans.

"m- master, please can we do this in the bedroom?"

you smirked devilishly and lowly muttered into his ear. "i want you in the bed, dry, looking pretty for me while i dry off and drain the bath."

　　a chill ran down his spine as he nodded and practically sprinted to grab a towel and dry off, shutting the bathroom door behind him to waste no time in being a good little slut patiently waiting for his master.

　　you took your sweet time getting dried off and draining the bathtub, but when you finally came out of the bathroom, there sangyeon was in all his glory, waiting patiently in the middle of the bed with his hands in his lap and dick throbbing for you.

"good boy, waiting for master."

"yes master, i love to be good for you."

you crawled onto the bed in front of him, grabbing his chin and making firm eye contact with him. "tell me how bad you want me, slut."

his cock twitched, and he took no time to immediately begin shamelessly begging. "p- please master. touch me, use me, anything. i'm your toy. i've been such a good boy for you, please."

you smirked softly, "how can i say no when my baby boy looks so pretty."

　　you pushed him backwards, letting his back hit the mattress, and crawled on top of him, your knees on either side of his hips, and hands on either side of his head.

"tonight, you're going to please me, and if you're a good boy, master will reward you. are we clear?"

"yes master."

"what is your safe word, in case we need it?"

"turquoise."

you cupped his cheek with one of your hands. "what a good boy."

he bucked his hips and softly moaned at all the praise. "thank you, master."

"so grateful, always using your words for me. now we can put that tongue to use, right?"

"howso, master?"

you straddled his face. "you're going to let me ride your face and make me feel good. i want to see that pretty little mouth please me."

"yes master!"

　　you slowly seated yourself on his face, and he eagerly got to work, tongue licking up the slick that had already gathered there, and gently lapping at your folds.

you moaned. "such a good boy for master."

　　he hummed in response, gently slipping his tongue into your entrance and fucking you. his nose nuzzled your clit as he ate your pussy like his life depended on it, earning loud moans from you.

　　he removed his tongue and gently sucked on your clit, making you arch your back and roll your eyes back in pleasure, moans slipping past your lips. he continued to do his work, progressively getting wilder and messier as your orgasm closed in. you grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled when you felt the familiar tension build up in your core. "sh- shit baby, you're going to make me cum—"

　　sangyeon hummed in response as you dug your fingernails into his scalp, as the tension finally snapped. you practically screamed and violently shook, while sangyeon, eager to please, lapped up your juices and got you through your orgasm.

"god, sangyeon, you're so fucking amazing."

　　he moaned at the compliment, slightly overstimulating you, making you realize you wanted more.

"prince, i want you to make master cum again—" you paused as you realized he still hadn't moved his hands from his sides in an effort to please you. "— and this time you can touch."

　　you felt sangyeon smile under you as he gently rested his hands on your hips and eagerly got back to work. immediately you started feeling the same knot build itself up again.

　　a string of curses left your lips as he removed one of his hands to insert two fingers into your pussy, and focused on fingering you and sucking on your clit. your moans progressively got louder in volume as he found your sweet spot and began assaulting it with his long digits.

"F— FUCK, BABY, DON'T STOP!!"

　　you let out another scream as the tension snapped once again, forcing you to brace yourself against the wall as you shook violently on top of sangyeon's brilliant mouth. using the hand on your hip, he helped you grind your cunt against his tongue as you began coming down from the insane high.

　　you panted, trying to catch your breath as you got off of sangyeon, and almost cumming again seeing your juices drip down his chin. you hadn't even started on him and he already looked so ruined, with his messy hair and dark, lust filled eyes.

you pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "now it's time for your reward, huh?"

his dick twitched in anticipation. "please master."

　　you looked down at his cock, covered in his own precum from how horny he was. he looked painfully hard.

"mmmm... baby?" you mused.

"yes, master?"

"how many times have you came, for your record?"

"three, why do you ask?"

　　you slid your hand up his chest to his throat to gently choke him. "how about we try for four?"

　　he immediately nodded, and you noted that his breathing got immediately heavier.

"you look so beautiful when you're all ruined for me, like the little slut you are."

　　you landed a gentle slap on his cock, earning a whimper.

"m- master's slut!"

　　you gathered all the precum that leaked from him and coated his dick with it before beginning to stroke him, paying special attention to his tip. he slightly arched his back off the mattress and bit his lip, holding back his moans.

　　you squeezed his dick. "don't hold back your sounds from me, whore. you know master loves to hear them."

　　a series of moans increasing in volume slipped past his lips as you sped up your assault on his dick. "s- sorry master! it w- fuck- happen again!!"

　　you slapped his dick roughly before going as fast as you could on it. "watch your fucking mouth when you talk to me, slut."

　　he came undone at the degrading name, bucking his hips wildly into your hand as spurts of cum shot all over his body.

　　after he had came down, you roughly pressed your palm into his tip, making him arch his back off the bed and whimper loudly. "p- please!! hurts!"

　　you knew if it actually hurt, he would use his safe word, even if he was fucked out, so you happily continued. you slapped his dick around, earning all sorts of pretty sounds— moans, whimpers, gasps. after you were pleased with yourself, you climbed over his body and licked up all the cum that had gotten on his chest and abs. you hovered your mouth over his and grabbed his mouth, forcing him to open it as you spit his cum and your saliva into his mouth. he swallowed every last drop and opened his mouth, tongue out to show you he had done as you wanted.

"good boy."

　　he shivered at the slight growl in your voice.

"let's say we do something more fun, hmm?"

　　you got up and opened a large drawer in your bedside table, filled with a bunch of sex toys and assorted restraints. you selected beautiful dark blue ropes that would look great against his beautiful tanned skin, along with a vibrator, a buttplug, and some lube.

　　sangyeon had been eagerly watching, and just by seeing the toys and your beautiful body, he was already rock hard again. you noticed his large erection had come back and decided to tease him. "eager, are we?"

he nodded violently. "yes master!! please use me!"

　　you smiled wickedly and began tying his hands and feet to the posts of the bed, making his erection even more obvious.

　　you popped open the cap to the lube and coated the plug in it, as well as two of your fingers. you gently slid your digits in his tight hole and began coating his walls in the lube and stretching him slightly. your fingertips brushed against his prostate, earning you a loud moan. you removed your fingers, making him visibly disappointed, before roughly shoving the plug into him.

"how does it feel, baby?"

he gently moaned, "feels good... feels full."

　　you let out a gentle giggle. "it's a little bigger than usual, but this one has more features to it."

　　he looked at you curiously, and you held up a remote, clicking a button that made the plug come to life inside him. he immediately started moaning again, but you weren't satisfied. you turned up the vibration all the way to max and set the remote down before turning on the smaller vibrator in your hand and pressing it to his tip.

　　his moans became so loud that they were screams, and you were thankful you didn't have neighbors right now.

"t- too much, master!!" he sputtered out.

　　you pouted, feigning disappointment. "aw, can my little slut not take what master gives?

　　he once again violently shook his head. "n- no, i can! i- i want to be m- master's- UGH- good little slut!!"

　　you smiled deviously. "that's what i thought. such a good boy for master."

　　he started shaking, and you knew his orgasm was coming.

"m- master! cumming!!"

"go ahead, prince, cum for master."

　　his eyes rolled back in his head as he let out the most sinful moans, as well as more thick ropes of cum.

　　even as his orgasm began to fade, you left both the vibrators on at max, earning a mix of loud whimpers and moans. "s- so sensitive!!"

　　you chuckled lowly, grinning evilly, and shrugged. it was only a few seconds later that yet another orgasm racked his body. sangyeon let out his loudest scream yet, along with incoherent strings of curses. considering this was his third time cumming, he still let out a considerable amount of semen, which you found attractive.

　　you shut both the vibrators off, and removed the plug from sangyeon's hole. he whined at the empty feeling, but it wasn't over yet. you grabbed your strap-on and adjusted it on your hips. you weren't worried about prepping him since you had done that earlier. you spared no time in releasing him from the ropes and slamming into his wrecked hole. more of his beautiful moans filled your ears as you roughly fucked the life out of him.

　　sangyeon couldn't even form words at this point, he was crying from the pleasure and was just a moaning mess. he tangled his hands in your hair, and you threw one of his legs over your shoulder to get a better angle and begin assaulting his prostate. all you got were sinful screams from him as he tried to form a coherent sentence, gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were white.

"m- master!! can't cum again! so sensitive! god—" he slurred out.

"give master all your cum, baby. just one more, sweetheart. you've been so good for master, just one more."

　　more tears ran down his cheeks as he weakly nodded. he looked absolutely beautiful with his tears staining his cheeks, sweat and cum covering his body, and gorgeous sounds filling the room. you reached a hand up to wipe the tears from his eyes and then hold one of his hands.

　　a barely coherent "m- master!!! cumming again!" slipped past his lips as he let out his last screams of the night, sobbing and shaking as his cum covered both of your bodies. you gently continued to thrust into his prostate to ride out his final orgasm as you slowed to a stop.

　　sangyeon was still shaking and sobbing. you pulled out as quickly and carefully as possible and threw your strap on somewhere on the floor. you gently removed his leg from your shoulder and climbed up next to him, sitting him up to hold him tightly to your chest as he cried. he buried his face into your shoulder and held onto you weakly. you gently shushed him and rubbed his back.

"shhh... it's okay, i'm here. just listen to my voice okay? can you do that?"

　　he nodded as his tears slowed down. you gently wiped them away with your thumb.

"that's my sweet prince. are you alright? don't worry about talking, just tap once with your finger if it's a yes, and twice if it's no, okay?"

　　he gently tapped his finger on your back once, and moved his head from your shoulder to smile at you.

"okay, good. i'm going to take care of you now? okay?"

　　he nodded, and you laid him down while you went to get a warm washcloth. when you returned, you found him with a big goofy grin on his face. you couldn't help but laugh as you cleaned him up, gently wiping away the cum and lube. you got up to grab a second washcloth and wipe away the sweat covering his body. when you were satisfied with your cleanup job, you went in the bathroom to clean yourself up, and returned back with some new sheets from the bathroom closet.

　　you jumped on the bed and squished your body against his, rolling the both of you off the bed and letting him land on top of you. he smiled brightly and let out an angelic laugh. you peppered his face with gentle kisses, making him giggle and his eyes crinkle in joy. you pushed him down on the floor and peppered more kisses on his face, your last one landing on his nose. you returned his beautiful smile, and stood up to change the sheets. as soon as you were done you set him back on the new fresh sheets and threw the old ones in the laundry to be washed later.

　　you hurried off to the kitchen to get him some water and a little snack to make him feel better. upon returning, you noticed he had dozed off. you gently poked his cheek.

"sangyeon baby, can you drink some water just so i know you're okay? after all those screams i don't want your vocal cords getting too stressed."

　　he opened his eyes and smiled at you again before nodding. he took a sip and immediately brightened up when he saw you also had food in hand.

"ooo what is that?" he reached his hands out for it and snatched it.

　　you laughed at his cute behavior. "i'm glad you're feeling better already."

　　he had already stuffed the snack into his mouth, and was nodding happily with his cheeks full.

"god you're so fucking adorable."

"WAIT WAIT WAIT I GOT THIS"

　　he opened one of the drawers on the bedside table and pulled out an uno deck. you forgot he put that there after you played a few days ago. he pulled out a reverse card and threw it at you, but obviously it didn't go far.

　　you bursted out into laughter. "you absolute dumb ass!"

　　sangyeon got up and threw himself at you, this time kissing your face all over and making you giggle. he kept saying "i love you" over and over between kisses. every single inch of your face was showered with sweet kisses from your beautiful angel.

"ack! i'm drowning in love!" you managed to sputter out.

"good!!!"

　　you flipped him over and pushed him down against the bed, both of you smiling stupidly at each other. you pressed a slow, romantic kiss to his soft lips, your hands travelling up to cup both of his cheeks, and his arms wrapping around you and resting on the small of your back. when you pulled away, sangyeon tried to get up to get a change of clothes, but promptly fell back on the bed.

"uh, babe?" he giggled, embarrassed. "i can't walk."

"that's how you know it was great sex."

"you're absolutely right, but i would like some clothes..."

"oh shit yeah, we're still naked, huh?"

"yeah-"

"don't worry, i got it!"

　　you got up and grabbed a pair of underwear and a big comfy t-shirt for each of you. instead of handing his boxers to him though, you made him a pretty sweet hat, to which he laughed.

　　after both of you were dressed, you mutually agreed that you no longer really wanted food. sangyeon held up the blankets for you to get under, and both of you tangled yourselves in each other's limbs and fell asleep.

　　the night that began with you crying had ended in both of you bonding even more, and for you, that was a pretty satisfying day.

- Finished 2:23AM ☺︎︎

[settersprouts]

꒦ ikanaide : chapter three ! ꒦

病欠

. . : iwaizumi gets sick and doesn't tell oikawa. oikawa notices he's not at school and skips practice for the first time to take care of him.

or, iwaizumi doesn't like to take medicine and oikawa can cook.

sniffles. coughs. that's all that could be heard through the iwaizumi household at five am, the time hajime iwaizumi was supposed to be getting ready for school. hanako iwaizumi sighed, not ready to deal with a sick hajime. reluctantly making his way out of the bed he shared with aiya, he got a bucket, a couple of rags, and starting the trek to his son's room.

``hey-`` hanako started, but was interrupted by a coughing fit. ``hajime. how you feeling?``

his son smiled up at him grimly, wiping at the snot in his nose. ``like shit.``

``language.``

``sorry.``

hanako let out another sigh, wringing one of the rags out and placing the damp cloth on his forehead. ``symptoms?``

``cough, sneezing, my nose is runny- and my throat hurts,`` iwaizumi managed, his voice dry and scratchy.

``that bad, huh?`` hanako set the bucket down on the floor, pulling out his phone and thumbing at his screen. ``i'll text your coach and teachers to let them know you can't make it.``

iwaizumi nodded, letting out a small groan. his eyes suddenly flung wide open, and he sat up abruptly, scaring hanako a little. ``don't tell oikawa! he's going to try and skip school to take care of me, i'm sure.``

hanako chuckled, giving his son a little thumbs up and pushing him back down. ``i got it. i'll just let him figure it out himself.``

his son sighed in relief, letting his entire body relax. ``thanks, old man.``

``i'm not old. want some oatmeal?``

``that'd be great. thank you.``

a smile pulled at hanako's lips. ``alright, coming right up, kiddo.`` he made his way out of iwaizumi's room, leaving the door open so air could filter through.

``don't make it sweet! i hate it sweet!``

``i know that!``

hanako made his way into the kitchen, almost running into his wife. ``whoa- oh, good morning, love.``

``morning, hanako.`` aiya yawned, her face contorting into an expression of confusion. ``where's hajime? he should be getting his breakfast ready by now.``

``the kid's sick,`` hanako replied, kissing his wife on the cheek. ``i'm getting him some oatmeal for breakfast.``

aiya nodded, opening a drawer and pulling out a thermometer. she handed it to her husband. ``make sure to take his temperature, too. i want to know if i need to have a doctor over.``

hanako deadpanned, letting out a gruff laugh. ``babe, that's a meat thermometer.``

``oh, is it?`` she smiled apologetically, putting it back and switching it with the other thermometer. ``here, take this, then.``

he reached out to grab at the cool metal, letting it sit in his breast pocket as he got iwaizumi's oatmeal ready. ``can you go get him some cough medicine, or something for his throat? hajime says it's sore.``

his wife nodded, and padded over to the fridge, reaching above it to open the medicine cabinet. she sorted through bottles and bottles of over-the-counter medicine, before finally reaching the cough and sore-throat remedies. pouring a little bit into a plastic cup, aiya put the bottle back and closed the cabinet, placing the cup onto the tray with her son's water glass and oatmeal on it. ``there. have you called hajime's school, yet?``

hanako nodded. ``mhm. already done. hajime doesn't want oikawa-kun to know he's sick yet, so don't tell his mother. knowing her, she'll spill the beans somehow.``

aiya let out a soft laugh, covering her mouth as she did so. ``i understand. he'll probably want to skip school and tend to hajime all day.``

``that boy is something else.``

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

oikawa tapped his foot impatiently, standing at the intersection where he and iwaizumi usually meet up. they were supposed to get there early so oikawa could grab something from the convenience store- it was his nephew's birthday, after all, and he wanted to buy some red velvet cake mix.

he let out a sigh, pulling out his phone to check the messages he had with the ace.

› Messages with : Iwaizumi, Hajime

[Sent:To Oikawa, Toorū] go to sleep already, you idiot

[Sent:To Oikawa, Toorū] i know you're up watching volleyball matches

[Sent:To Oikawa, Toorū] it's late, get some rest or i'll hit you

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[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] yeah, yeah, got it iwa-chan ಠ_ಠ

[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] you don't have to be so rude, you know

[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] and why r u so obsessed w hitting me ?

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[Sent:To Oikawa, Toorū] goodnight

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[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] goodnight, iwa-chan :D

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[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] morning, iwa (*ﾟｰﾟ)ゞ

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[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] where r u 人´∀｀) i'm @ the intersection

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[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] iwa we're gonna be late i need to go to the store φ(。。*)

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[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] iwa-chan i'm leaving you >:p

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[Sent:From Oikawa, Toorū] im gonna kill you when i see you

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despite what the messages ensued, he still hadn't left without iwaizumi. he let out another sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. he really had to leave, but he didn't want the ace to be mad once he figured out oikawa had went on without him. oikawa inhaled through his nose, and out through his mouth. pushing aside the fear of a very angry iwaizumi showing up to first period with homicide on his mind.

the sun was rising and starting to shine brightly, slightly blinding oikawa as he glanced at the star. if iwaizumi were here, he would've already been geeking out about it to him, trying to annoy the vice. he wasn't really that obsessed with space and extraterrestrial life, oikawa just liked to annoy his best friends.

``hey, oikawa!`` the setter turned at his name being called, and was instantly greeted with someone running straight into him. arms wrapped around his torso in what he thought was a hug, but couldn't be sure, since all the wind was knocked out of him in the process. familiar tufts of pink-brown hair tickled his nose, and his lips pulled into a small, genuine smile. he wrapped his arms around the attacker's torso, too, breathing in the scent he considered a second home.

``hey, makki. morning.`` oikawa smiled, pulling away to see his friend's beaming face.

hanamaki linked arms with oikawa, pulling him along. ``c'mon, we're going to be late for class!``

oikawa looked down at his phone, checking the time. 06:19 AM, it read. ``makki, it's only six twenty. we have plenty of time.``

``but..`` makki groaned, making a big show of rolling his head back and exposing his neck to the sky. whether or not that was an impression of oikawa on one of his days, oikawa may never know. ``we can be early for once.``

``class doesn't start until seven thirty.`` oikawa sang, pulling away from makki's grip and dragging him along. ``plus, i gotta get something from the store for takeru's birthday.``

his companion made an 'o' shape with his mouth, succumbing to oikawa's charms and letting himself be lead to the nearest store. ``nice. what are you getting?``

``cake mix. red velvet.``

``red velvet? holy shit, can i come to the party?`` hanamaki gasped, giving his friend his full attention now. oikawa laughed, and nodded.

``yeah. i was planning on inviting you and mattsun anyways.`` he replied, scratching the back of his neck. ``iwa-chan gets a free pass, since my mom knows him.``

makki gasped in mock offense, holding his free hand to his heart. ``she knows me too! how come i don't get a free pass? does she not like me?``

oikawa shrugged. ``well, you're kind of.. how can i say this. um-`` he laughed nervously, ``-too energetic, for her taste?``

``this is atrocious. i even did her dishes for her, once.``

``key word, once.`` oikawa retorted, eyeing the store up ahead. ``oh hey, look, there's sakanoshita. think we'll find cake mix there?``

hanamaki shrugged.  ``probably. doesn't karasuno's coach work there?``

oikawa nodded. ``hopefully tobio-chan didn't stop by on his way to school. i think i might throw up if i see him.``

``how immature.``

the two of them made their way into the small store, muttering a little "pardon the intrusion!" to the staff, who turned out to be a short, older woman, not karasuno's coach. they both let out a sigh of relief- anything could've happened if it was ukai who was sitting in the little swivel chair behind the counter. possibly just them having to endure the shameless torments from the latter, but who knows.

oikawa and hanamaki glanced at the small signs labeling the aisles, quickly finding the one they were looking for and walked down to the middle, where all the cake mixes lay. the captain sifted through the red velvet mixes while the other eyed the brownie batter with starry eyes. oikawa skimmed the backs of four boxes he settled on, tossing them all into the little basket he had picked up as soon as they walked in. turning to his partner, he couldn't help but let the wide smile overcome his facial features. hanamaki was practically drooling at the pictures of the brownies on the boxes.

he padded over to the wing-spiker and picked up a box, tossing it into the basket as well and waltzed out of the aisle- hanamaki at his heels. ``whoa, are you seriously buying that for me?``

oikawa shook his head. ``for me. to make for you when you come over later.`` he stuck out his tongue at his partner, smiling at the laugh he was able to get out of him.

``sure, whatever you say.``

the captain turned to the lady at the desk, reading the nametag on her shirt. hana sakanoshita. ah. so she was the owner. sakanoshita smiled at him, taking the bag out of his hands and scanning the barcodes on the backs of the boxes. ``find everything okay, honey?``

``yep, great, thank you! could we also get two packs of that strawberry gum?`` he pointed, putting on one of his award-winning smiles. she seemed to melt at this and nodded, quickly bagging up his stuff and handing his credit card back.

``you have a good day, boys.`` she said, waving at them as they exited. the two smiled and waved back, turning towards aoba johsai and resuming their trek.

hanamaki checked his phone, letting out a sharp whistle. ``nice. we didn't take as long as i expected- we have fifteen minutes 'till first period.``

oikawa grinned. ``told you so.``

``yeah, yeah. oh- by the way, where's iwaizumi?`` hanamaki looked around as if he were looking for the teen, turning back to oikawa once he figured out he really wasn't there with them. ``he walks with you, right?``

the latter shrugged, pulling out his own gum pack and popping a strip into his mouth. ``dunno. he didn't show at the intersection where we meet up, so i just went along without him. he didn't answer any of my texts, either.``

``huh.`` hanamaki said, putting his index finger and thumb on his chin in a thinking pose. ``that's weird. maybe he overslept?``

``doubt it. the man sleeps with his phone on so loud, he'll wake up immediately as soon as he hears one of my texts. plus, he has like, fifty alarms back-to-back to wake him up.`` oikawa replied, shutting down makki's theory so fast, he didn't even see it coming.

makki sighed. ``ah. i see.`` he shook his head as to clear his mind of any stray thoughts, and extended his hand. ``i want some gum. hand it over, peasant.``

``yes, my lord.`` oikawa said jokingly, gracefully whipping out the pack of strawberry gum and placing it in his hands. he folded makki's fingers around it, never breaking eye contact with his teammate. ``here it is. do what you wish with it.``

the two snickered at their antics, slinging their arms around one another. ``we're so going to be late.``

``yeah, probably.``

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

``oh, yeah, we're so sorry ms. sato. we got stuck in traffic- there was an accident over by my house.`` makki sighed dramatically, shaking his head slightly. ``we would've gotten a late pass, but we didn't think we were going to be so late.``

ms. sato shook her head quickly, smiling at the teen. ``it's okay, hanamaki-kun. just try not to let this happen too much, okay?``

hanamaki nodded. ``yes, ma'am.`` oikawa mentally facepalmed at his antics, and the two walked to the back to sit down in their seats, next to matsukawa, who was struggling to keep a laugh in.

``jesus,`` matsukawa breathed, ``the amount of bullshit in that was immaculate.``

``right?`` he and hanamaki fistbumped, grinning widely like the idiots they were.

oikawa sighed, turning his head slightly to talk to iwaizumi, then stopping himself before he could say anything. iwaizumi's desk stood empty next to his own. the captain frowned, checking his phone for any recent texts from the ace. nothing popped up.

makki slung an arm over oikawa, concern lining his features. ``hey, what's up?``

``he still isn't here.`` he pointed to iwaizumi's desk, the frown growing by the minute. ``and he's not answering. makki, i'm worried.``

a head full of black, unruly hair obscured the view he had of his phone. matsukawa laughed, stepping back. ``so he didn't tell you guys?`` when hanamaki and oikawa looked at him with confused expressions, he chuckled, and continued. ``guys, he's sick. coach was talking about it with ms. sato this morning. if you got here earlier you would've known.``

the captain facepalmed. ``of course, that makes sense. why couldn't he have told me though?``

``dunno.`` mattsun ignored the small pout resting on his captain's lips, shoving at his shoulder a bit. ``lighten up. he probably didn't want you to skip school and take care of him.``

oikawa let out a puff of air. ``yeah, okay. you're probably right.`` he was about to continue but ms. sato had started class, and a comfortable silence fell upon them as they gave the woman their full attention. makki and mattsun glanced at oikawa, worry clearly etched on their faces. perhaps they shouldn't have told him what happened with his best friend.

``oikawa,`` ms. sato supplied, stalking over to his desk and setting two thick packets on the hard wood. ``here's iwaizumi-kun's work. i trust you'll be able to get this to him?``

the latter sighed, looking up towards his sensei with the fakest smile he could muster. ``yes, sato-san, i'll give this to him as soon as i see him.``

ms. sato smiled, patting the boy's head and walking back to the front of the class. ``alright, so, has anyone written down the notes on the board?``

oikawa glanced at the chalkboard, internally groaning as he noticed it was completely filled with notes. where the hell did she find the time to write all that?

he let out the fifth-hundredth sigh that day, picking up his pencil and getting to work. iwaizumi totally owed him.

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

``you want to, what?`` coach irihata stared at his pupil, shock painting his features. oikawa stood before him, fumbling with his practice clothes, a faint blush plastered over his cheeks and nose. ``you want to skip practice?``

``yes.`` oikawa nodded. ``it's only for today, so i can go home and take care of iwa-chan. he has a lot of work to catch up on,`` he added, holding up the many papers he had collected from his professors in each class, since his and iwaizumi's timestables were identical.

irihata stared at him some more, then shook his head quickly, smiling at him. ``alright. i don't see why not.``

oikawa brightened, clearly glad by the news. ``thank you so much! i promise i'll make it up to you!`` he chimed, switching his volleyball shoes for a pair of regular sneakers. ``all your meals this week, on me!``

``you don't have to- and he's out the door.`` irihata sighed, glancing at the now agape gym door. the warm afternoon breeze rushed in, leaving an unpleasant, humid feeling. mizoguchi came up behind him, watching oikawa sprint off into the distance. ``that boy is something else, isn't he?``

``definitely.`` mizoguchi laughed, walking forward to close the doors. ``iwaizumi's lucky to have a good friend like him.``

the older coach nodded. ``we're all glad to know him.``

dammit, someone's talking about me, oikawa thought, as he sneezed for the seventh time since leaving aoba johsai. he rubbed his nose, pissed off at the irritation of his sensitive organ. his legs already burned- he had sprinted all the way to the intersection, and was now leaning on a streetlamp, catching his breath. he probably should've put on his knee brace if he knew he was going to exert a little energy on running home, but he was in a rush.

pulling out his phone, he quickly navigated to his email, frowning at the lack of messages from his dear friend hajime iwaizumi. he hadn't read the texts either, so he probably was really exhausted. slipping the device back into his pocket, he started the rest of his trek home, popping another strip of gum into his mouth.

the grocery bag swinging on his arm contained all the contents oikawa thought iwaizumi would need : some cough and cold medicine, a couple of boxes of tissues, a mask for himself, disposable rags, and a heating pad. the materials cost him about ¥800 each, which wasn't that expensive.

finally, after what had seemed like forever, the captain had arrived at iwaizumi's house. there were no cars in the driveway, which meant his parents weren't home. what were they thinking, leaving poor iwa-chan alone while he's sick? oikawa frowned at this. what a silly idea.

he flipped up the doormat, grabbing the key that was strategically placed underneath and unlocked the door. pushing it open, he let out a little ``yahoo~ anyone home?`` to let iwaizumi know he was there. he wasn't expecting a reaction, so seeing iwaizumi come downstairs to greet him kind of scared him out of his wits a little bit.

``jesus! iwa-chan, can't you warn a dude first?`` oikawa panted, placing a hand over his heart. the ace deadpanned, walking over and snatching the bags out of his hands.

``what the hell do you think you're doing here? i'm sick, go home.`` he retorted, his eyebrows furrowing so much, they looked like they were attached to his eyes. he sifted through the bag, pausing once he realized what the plastic bag contained. ``what is this?``

oikawa rolled his eyes, taking the bag back and setting its' contents on the kitchen counter. ``it's for you. you're sick, so i decided to skip practice to come here and take care of you, and to reteach everything that you missed today.`` he replied nonchalantly, shoving iwaizumi towards the direction of his bedroom. ``go back to bed, i'll cook you some lunch, since i'm sure you didn't eat yet.``

iwaizumi didn't reply, because (a) he was right. and (b) he was shocked that the toorū oikawa skipped volleyball practice for him.

``anyways,`` oikawa said, opening his fridge and scanning its' contents. ``how do you feel about egg?``

``i can eat it. i don't feel nauseous or anything,`` iwa replied, sitting on one of the stools at the kitchen counter. ``and wait- you're going to cook?``

the setter turned around, tying an apron around his waist. ``yeah?``

iwaizumi blinked, shaking his head and leaning down on his forearms. ``nothing. continue. don't burn down my kitchen.``

oikawa grinned, having just been granted permission to make his best friend's food. ``alright! on it, iwa-chan!``

``shut up and start cooking.``

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

``you have to take it, iwa-chan!``

``NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!`` iwaizumi jumped onto his couch, holding a fork towards oikawa like a weapon. ``GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME.``

oikawa let out yet another sigh. ``jeez, if i knew you were going to be this bratty about taking your medicine, i wouldn't have came.`` he took another dangerous step towards iwaizumi, holding out a glass of water and a small cup of liquid cough medicine. ``iwa-chan, if you don't take this, you'll never get better.``

``so? that thing's disgusting.`` iwaizumi fake-retched, the look of disgust on his face almost believable. he should've taken the drama course at school.

another step. ``you seem to have forgotten that i have a kid nephew, who i always got to take his medicine, no matter how big of a tantrum he threw about it.`` another step. ``you're acting like a toddler. just take your medicine and get better.``

``assikawa, if you so as much take one more goddamn step towards me, i'll kill you.`` iwaizumi growled, clenching the fork tighter. of course he wouldn't kill him, he'd just said that to frighten him. somehow, oikawa didn't seemed phased, and took another step.

``hajime iwaizumi. if you don't come down off that couch and take your medicine right now, so help me god, i will bring my mother here and she will be furious when she realizes how much of a tantrum you're putting up right now.`` the setter mused, shaking the glass of water like he was calling him towards him, like a dog. iwaizumi gulped. the aura surrounding oikawa was downright terrifying. his eyes seemed almost lifeless, and it scared the wits out of him. ``on the count of three. if you haven't taken the medicine by then, i'm calling her. one.``

iwaizumi flinched, backing up slightly. could he make it out the front door without oikawa catching him? probably not. his legs were longer, so he'd cover more ground easily.

``two.``

how bad would the punishment be if he just didn't take the medicine? it's not like oikawa would actually call his mother, he wouldn't do that. right?

``three-``

``okay!`` iwaizumi jumped off the couch, grabbing the medicine and pouring it down his throat. he made a face of disgust, snatching the glass of water out of his hand and gulping that down too. he shuddered, trying to force himself to keep the atrocious liquid down. ``there. happy?``

``very.`` oikawa grinned, patting iwaizumi's head. ``good job.``

the ace burned with pride at the praise, letting oikawa's nimble fingers tread through his hair. ``thanks for coming over.``

``of course.`` his friend replied, giving the shorter a warm hug. ``don't mention it. i'll skip practice for you every time.``

``you better not.``

oikawa smiled. ``no promises.``

─── sick day.

chapter 4 !

[chwesolai]

change up. | lee chan

inspired by change up by seventeen and grease, yes, the movie (you’ll understand why in a second don’t you worry)

university au!

nerd!chan x class clown!y/n

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chan spent his times in his books, in his studies, in ‘always looking in the future’. he never took a break. but towards the end of his senior year of high school, his parents wanted to reward his hard work and studious efforts. it was post-finals, he finished, he got into the university he dreamed of. 

he was free, finally.

so the trip began, his family packed their bags and the road trip to Daecheon Beach from Iksan. chan and his younger brother remained silent most of the ride, chan's brother playing on his phone, occasionally showing chan the new character he unlocked.

"you're going to fry your brain because of those games," chan scoffs, lifting his head up from reading.

"you're going to become evil because of all those scary books you read."

"then, let me."

the two brothers laugh and slowly immerse themselves into their activities and as the sun sets, the two fall into a deep sleep.

four more hours later and the sun began to warm chan's face, they have arrived.

y/n's parents allowed her to pick this year's summer family vacation, her older sister picked last year and her older brother did the year before. they've been to the us, europe, japan but she just wanted to stay home. but her family just didn't allow that so she picked the beach. 

"THE BEACH? Y/N ARE YOU KIDDING?" her sister wasn't here for that, but her brother backed her up, "hey less money spending for us then. we wouldn't need to exchange money, buy flight tickets, bla bla blah."

"exactly." y/n proud of her decision.

"alright, i guess we could go visit my hometown's beach then," y/n's dad shrugs looking at her mother, who was nodding in agreement, "ok, saving money this trip, I like it. we could stay at mom's house then," it was set.

y/n packing her bags, excited to just bathe in the sun, swim, eat her grandmother's food again, this was her trip.

the car ride was absolutely chaotic.

y/n gained the entire back seat to herself with her two older siblings stuck ripping each others' heads off in the middle seats.

"I WILL GIVE YOU TWO MY LAST TWO POCKY IF YOU SHUT UP RIGHT NOW." 

"ok bet," her brother held out his hand as his little sister handed him a strawberry pocky packet and her older sister then received her chocolate pocky.

"thank you," y/n bathes in the silence as she goes back to her drama.

the two met at y/n's grandmother's restaurant. y/n was peeling oranges as chan's family walks in, if you're offered to earn some money on vacation, you take it, y/n dropped the peeler, telling her grandma she can take this table.

chan pushed up his glasses as he looks up at the possibly cutest girl he's ever laid eyes on. she was definitely she was shorter than him, her hair held back in two braids, she kept her pen behind her ear and she looked just like how chan envisions the female characters in the classic novels he reads.

"hi welcome to kitchen by paradise, i'm y/n and i will be your server today and if you have any questions about any items on the menu, i'll be more than happy to recommend you anything! now, could i get you all anything to drink?"

chan's mom ordered water, his dad got a cola, his brother banana milk and chan didn't have a clue.

"and for you?" y/n says as she turns her attention towards chan.

"u-um. um. do-do-o you guys have any specialty drinks?"

"oh yeah! we grow our own oranges so we have a whole specialty of drinks. we have an orange-hibiscus iced tea, an orangeade, an orange-pineapple refresher and an orange mint sunrise."

"could i get the orange-pineapple one? please?"

"of course, that's my personal favorite," y/n smiles and chan could've sworn his heart melted, "i will get those ready for you guys and again, if you guys have any questions, call out for y/n!"

"thank you!" chan's parents chimed in as y/n walks away.

"channie has a crush channie has a crush." 

"i will drown you." chan glares at his little brother as his cheeks began to flush.

chan never knew he could fall so easily, i guess this is what happens when you're not focused on studying instead of girls, but this charismatic waitress got his attention.

chan watched y/n peel oranges and make the drink he had ordered, almost feeling bad because the drink looked so tedious to make. he saw the tray of drinks coming their way as she finishes pouring the yellow-orangey iced drink.

"here we go!" she places the drinks at the table, handing each drink to its rightful owner, "so are we ready to order?"

y/n took everyone's orders and y/n couldn't help but giggle at this nerdy guy stuttering ordering his seafood bibibimbap.

he's cute i can't deny it.

"alright let me repeat your guys' order and i'll send this to the kitchen!"

-

chan's family finished their meals and had left while y/n was on her break, disappointing chan, so he jumped to this opportunity. his 18 y/o heart couldn't believe himself that he left his number for this cute waitress he just met, i mean she probably is a local here and i'm here for the next two weeks.

y/n couldn't believe either. she smiled that that dorky kid thought she was cute, so she saved his number, texting him around sunset.

to orange boy: hey! this is y/n!

to server girl: hi! i'm chan i can't believe you actually saved my number ha

to orange boy: i just had to thank the guy who called me cute and also thinks my favorite drink is good because its our least popular haha

to server girl: thats surprising its rly good omg

to orange boy: so are you free tomorrow?

to server girl: i think my family is just hanging out tmr why?

to orange boy: my grandma is sending me to the market tomorrow to pick up some ingredients and i know you're here for vacation and i know im just a stranger but idk want to explore the coast tmr?

chan couldn't believe it, in his 18 years of his life, he is being asked to go out. with a girl. and she isn't trying to steal his study book.

y/n couldn't believe herself, she just asked a stranger to go out with her.

to server girl: i'm down wanna pick me up?

to orange boy: tmr 12pm i'll bring us lunch 

to server girl: sounds like a plan, so whats your favorite color?

the two spent all night getting to know each other, learning they're the same age, chan was older by a month and a half, y/n's favorite color is every color and said some picasso joke making chan laugh in his hotel room. they both felt like they've known each other for years.

the next day came and y/n packed her backpack and her scooter for the day, writing down the list her grandmother has told her the night before and then sending a text to chan for his address.

"I'M TAKING THE SCOOTER!" y/n yells as she runs down the stairs, "TEXT ME IF YOU NEED ME!"

her family all replying as they hear her leave.

as she makes it to the garage, she ensures she brings the second helmet.

this is a vacation. the wind blowing in her hair as she follows the directions to chan's hotel. her dark blue scooter shimmering in the sunlight and she arrives in front of chan's hotel, rich kid huh?

to orange boy: outside by the lobby!!

chan was already in the lobby for the past ten minutes, didn't want to look like a complete weirdo and come out right when she texted so he waited for a good minutes before walking out. he was wanted to be casual, didn't want to screw anything up with her.

"hey! chan over here!" he walked out seeing the pretty girl from the restaurant on a blue electric scooter? taking off her helmet waving her hand around. he smiled and waved back as he walked towards her.

"this is tomi, my trusty stead," she smiles proudly at her scooter making chan stifle a laugh, leading y/n to laugh at his poor hiding of a laugh, "this is yours, hop on!"

"did not expect this to be the start of my day," he laughs as he puts on the helmet, he gets on the back of the scooter and before y/n turns on the scooter, she grabs chan's arms and to his surprise, wraps them around her stomach, "we're going fast so i don't want you falling off," she turns and smiles at him. what am i feeling right now? butterflies swarm around the two teenagers' stomachs, falling in love before they've even gone out.

"oh o-ok."

and they were off. 

y/n parked the scooter in her usual spot, the noise of the market sang to her and before getting off, she introduces the market, "welcome to daecheon market where old men try to peddle tourists and where local teenagers find the best clothes AND one stand has the BEST fruit produce." 

"y/n i think i should just call you fruit girl because you seem very enthusiastic about them," chan smirks

"i dare you to, orange boy."

"alright fruit girl."

the two laugh as they barely even notice chan's arms are still around y/n, y/n begins to take off her helmet right before she bumps chan in the face with her helmet.

"OH MY GOD! i am so sorry chan oh my god im sorry oh my god i-"

"y/n its ok really," chan laughs at her worried look, "i'm all good no bleeding see?"

"alright im still super sorry i kind of forgot i had a passanger with me," she nervously laughs, im such an idiot what is wrong w me wtf y/n

chan hops off and helps y/n down, "thank you, sir," y/n bows.

"you are very welcome madam," chan bows back, leading them both to laugh once more because of their dorkiness.

"here hold this," y/n opens the scooter compartment and hands chan a camera, "thats my prized possession, keep it safe." she pretends to glare at him but ending up laughing anyways, "you're on picture duty and i am on food duty," y/n pulls out a picnic basket and a large water bottle, "before we explore lets eat!"

y/n leads chan down to a secluded area next to the market, "my siblings and i love coming down here and eating lunch and playing ball. its our secret hideout, and you are a new member of paradise cove, mr chan."

"i'm honored," chan couldn't believe how comfortable he felt around her, a stranger that he had a very long text conversation last night about their favorite colors and whether or not aliens exist. y/n couldn't believe either. why did she feel so bubbly around a kid she met on the job at her grandmother's restaurant?

chan helped her put out a small picnic blanket from the basket and y/n began to pull out the food, “so i remembered your order from the other day and grandma pulled through and made some more this morning and a special touch, an orange-pineapple refresher. dig in!”

-

their picnic was nothing but boring, time passed so quickly while they talked more about the city and high school and where they want to go for univerity, and what they want to be. a convesation nether of the two have had with another human being. they both took some pictures while they were at it, y/n always doing some silly pose when chan had the camera and chan always looking away from the camera. they were comfortable with one another. 

“so, let’s explore the market shall we?” chan standing up, offering his hand to her, she was hesistant at first, “come on y/n i don’t bite,” he laughs, looking away. feeling odd with  his hand out for so long, he looks back at her smiling this time, “i’m feeling a cramp coming on”

standing up, she grabs his hand and pulls him close to her, both of their faces flushed now. y/n had NO idea what she was doing, “can i?” she looked at his lips and then back up at his eyes, prepare for any reaction

“yes,” once y/n heard his answer, his hand caressed the side of y/n’s face and pressed their lips together, almost melting into the kiss. y/n felt her cheeks burn up, the kiss lasted a few seconds but felt like an eternity. pulling away, the two laughed with their eyes closed and foreheads pressed against each other, “so the market?” y/n slowly opened her eyes, seeing the flustered boy in front of her interlocking their hands together.

“i thought you were the romantic,” he smiles back.

-

two spent nearly everyday together. y/n told chan she didn’t live in daecheong, they both knew they were both on vacation and the day one of them was leaving was soon appoarching them. “what will you do without me?” “cry.” “shut up chan” “you asked i answered~!”

chan didn’t want to believe but neither did y/n. their two weeks was up, y/n helped chan pack. “are you really going to cry?” “y/n you’re my first kiss, my first love, my first crush, the first girl that actually has gotten my attention so what do you think?” “now, you’re going to make me cry.” she pouts “y/n you have my number, i have my license, you have a kickass scooter. we have ways to still see each other even if that means our universities are miles apart, we can do this.”

-

to orange boy: i miss you

they couldn’t do it. the long distance lasted about a month and then school started.

to server girl: i’m sorry

chan was at yonsei university and back to his old ways. head in the books, no partying no social interaction just studying. this physical therapy major wasn’t moving an inch.

now, what chan didn’t know was y/n was ALSO at yonsei. this visual arts major was the biggest party animal on campus. she ruled frat parties and she was a good students. her professors loved her and her charm.

- ten months later -

HALLOWEEN

“CHAN! you have to come dude!” chan’s roommate, xuxi, begs him. xuxi was the polar opposite of chan, same age same major COMPLETELY different social class.

“no ‘xi for the last time, i’m not a party guy.”

“chan please dude, its a costume party, nobody will know its you.” chan began to consider it, when was the last time i had fun?

“what are you dressing up as?”  “i’m going to be capt. american because im going as the avengers with mark and the other guys. if you don’t want to be recognized then wear a mask, be a masquarade ball dude? idk wear a suit and a mask, be that DUDE”

“i��m in.” here we go lee chan

to server girl: finally going out with the boys for the first time hope you’re well i miss you

y/n read the text almost immediately, “i wonder where he’s going?”

“who?” y/n’s roommate jungeun asled as she’s doing her makeup.

“some summer fling, he just texted me after like three months.”

“he’s more than a summer fling hon if you saw his text so fast.”

“shut up”

“kiss me,” jungeun stuck her tongue out at her, “so what are you dressing up as y/n?”

“poision ivy, mark said they’re going to be the avengers and so i’m showing him up and being dc’s sexiest villian.”

“you’re such a heartbreaker miss y/n let the boy breathe, he may have cheated but-”

“but nothing! he treated me like a one night stand and i wanted more! im going all out!”

-

chan looked at himself one more time in the mirror and xuxi walked behind him in his captain america outfit, “my son you look so fucking good,” pretending to tear up

“shut up,” chan rolled my eyes, sitting back down on his bunk, “should i still go?”

“YES! you look good dude! can’t even recognize you, you look so different and the contacts? you’re really hiding your identity with this one channie.”

“this is the only night we get to be other people so,” he puts on his lacey masquarade mask he bought from target, ‘let’s go.”

xuxi wraps his arm around him, “LETS FUCKING GO!”

-

“MISS Y/N YOU DID THAT HONEY!”

jungeun and y/n nearly in shock of how well this costume curves around her body.

“green is your color girl,” jungeun sighs, “you knock them dead baby.”

“you look amazing yourself j OMG ms daphne over here.”

“I’m finding my fred tonight ok?” she smiles as she ties her scarf around her neck.

y/n places her red mask on, “i’m heading out!”

“HANG ON!” y/n was practically out the door before jungeon runs out, “ok ready.”

“let’s go fuck shit up.”

-

the party was everything chan was not used to, drinking, loud music, people EVERYWHERE, you could say he was slightly overwhelmed. 

you could say he also wasn't used to the attention around him, girls coming up to ask if they wanna hook up or take a shot with him which he declined all of them until she walked in.

ms poison ivy walked in.

it was about 30 minutes after the party started and y/n walked in like she owned the place, jungeon next to her, y/n walked in red heels and green latex in its full glory.

"i'll go get us drinks!" jungeon pracatically screams in y/n's ear.

"OK!" now alone, chan saw this as an opportunity, still not knowing who that was or even who he was in this moment he walked up to her.

"hi!" y/n was drawn back but the handsome stranger in front of her

"HI!"

"I THINK YOU LOOK REALLY PRETTY!"

"THANK YOU! I THINK YOU LOOK PRETTY HOT YOURSELF! LET ME GUESS, a VAMPIRE?"

the music got increasingly louder as this conversation went on so chan yelled back, "NOT EXACTLY, IM A MASQUERADE BALL HOST"

y/n felt eyes beaming her up and down and she saw him, mark, and before he could come any closer, y/n kissed this handsome stranger in front of him.

chan had no idea what was going on but he really didn't care anymore, this kiss began to be a full makeout session in the middle of the dance floor.

"IM SORRY BUT DO YOU WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE?"

"YEAH I DO ACTUALLY"

 both of them walk out of the loud frat house, "so who do i owe this honor to mr masquerade man?"

"chan, i'm chan. how about you?"

"i'm sorry did you say c-chan?"

y/n hasn't heard that name in what feels like ages until today.

"yes? is something wrong?"

was it really him?

"no its just i knew someone named chan awhile back, ha." she sadly smiled.

it can't be him chan was never this bold.

"ah i see, how about you ms poison ivy?"

"y/n"

"y/n huh?"

"yes, what about it?

"do you still have that blue scooter?" chan takes off his mask and turns to face the girl he's been wondering about for so long.

"c-chan?"

"long time no see huh?"

"i-i-i didn't even recognize you? where're your glasses? did you get your braces off too? your hair's lighter, you look really good, chan," she sighs in disbelief.

"college does stuff to you i guess," he nervously rubs the nape of his neck, "and you? wow. i didn't think someone could look so gorgeous in latex." he smiles all goofy.

"chan."

"y/n?"

pulling herself into his chest, "i've missed you, im sorry for being an asshole, im sorry for saying those things i shouldve held on im sorry im-"

"nothing is your fault y/n, look at me," he pulls her out of his chest, "i'm here now! we just needed time i guess," he lets out a small laugh.

"now you're the jokester mr lee."

"lets restart. hi im chan."

"hi im y/n," she smiles and takes his hand in hers, "lets never leave again."

"yes ms poison ivy."

“never call me that again.”

[blackpantherismyish]

Walls (3)

Playhouse

Word Count: 1.7k

Warning(s): NSFW, just nasty...

Listen to: PlayHouse By Trey Songz

A/N: Dedicated to @vanitykocaine

Song lyrics = Bold

Dialogue = Italics

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The next few weeks between Vanity and Erik were filled with sporadic meetings and late night conversations. It's like Vanity couldn't function without Erik. And it seems neither could Erik. On more than one occasion, Erik called her at 2 o'clock in the morning. The time she would get off work and they would talk until either of them fell asleep on the phone. Most of the time, that one being Erik. With these visits and conversations Vanity feened for something she had yet to get from Erik. If you get the drift. Sitting on loveseat in her living room, she read through the messages her and Erik had exchanged.

Erik🤤😈: When you gonna let me slide through to yo crib?

VMonaé🥃😍: When I feel like it.

Well it seemed like tonight was the moment of truth.

Baby when ya lonely

U can find me in ya call log

Tell me that ya horny I'll kindly come

Over and get things popped off

Vanity finger hovered over the call button while she took in a deep breathe. Mentally preparing herself, she finally pressed the button. Putting the phone up to her ear, it rang twice before Erik picked up.

“Hey Babygirl.”

“Hey Erik… You busy?” Vanity played with the hem of the black lace boyshorts she wore under the damn near see through tanktop. She wasn't too fond of pants.

“Nah, why? You need something, lil mama?” Erik sat his gold rimmed glasses down next to him while he pinned his hair up on the top of his head. If he was a fruit, he'd be a fineapple.

“Yeah. I need you to come through.” Vanity giggled softly.

“Oh? Bet. What's your address?” Erik stood up from his office chair and grabbed a shirt from his dresser.

Vanity told him her address and they hung up. Getting up from her couch, Vanity walked into her kitchen and grabbed two of her favorite drinks. Hennessy and Apple Juice. They made an excellent concoction when put together. Mixing the drink in her cup, she sat back on the couch and waited for Erik to arrive. After about 25 minutes, there a knock on Vanity's door. Getting up, while still holding her cup, she walked over and opened the door. Erik stood at her door in a blue tanktop and some loose fitting basketball shorts. Biting her lip, Vanity moved out of the way to allow him to walk in. Looking around and sniffing, Erik surveyed her body as she closed the front door.  

“You got Henny, don't you?” Erik watched Vanity walk over to him.

“Yeah. How did you know?” She craned her neck to look up at his face.

“I drink it all the time.” Erik took the cup from her hand and took a huge gulp nearly downing the rest on the cups contents.

“Nigga… I know you didn't just… you know what. “ Vanity laughed shaking her head. She was starting to feel her buzz. Erik laughed along with her, finishing the cup.

“I did. And you gonna be okay with that shit.” Erik leaned against the back of the couch and let his eyes follow Vanity's body into the kitchen.

“Whatever. I know it's late, but you hungry?” Vanity searched through the cabinets that were within her reach. She really didn't feel like getting her stool at the moment.

“Yeah, but I ain't hungry for food lil mama.” Erik voice had dropped to a rumble that reverberated against the walls. Which walls you say? Well…

Get into ya favorite game we call it 4play

I wanna kiss up on ya neck i'll do it slowly

You know...u can get it whenever babe

The bedrooms the playground babe

Call me so we can play...house

“Huh?” was all Vanity could say as she turned around and bumped into Erik's sculpted chest. Grabbing her chin, he made her eyes meet his.

“You heard me. I've been watching yo body since I got here. You know what I'm tryna eat.” Erik's callused hands made their way to her throat and wrapped around it.

“O-okay Er-" Erik hand squeezed around her throat.

“It's Daddy until I tell you otherwise. Understood?” Erik raised an eyebrow, causing Vanity to bite her lip to hold back a moan.

“Yes Daddy.” Vanity stared up at him in awe. She had never been handled like this before and she was extremely turned on and surprised that she was enjoying this. Letting her throat go, they made their way back to the living room. Once they got around the couch, Erik noticed the Henny bottle on the table and picked it up. He spun the top off and took a swig from it, letting the excess drip down his chin.

“Ever had Henny drank off you?” Erik twirled the cap between his fingers as Vanity sat down on the loveseat.

“N-no. But I've always wanted to try.” Her emerald eyes peeked through naturally long lashes and Erik slowly dropped to his knees.

“Panties off.” He took another swing from the bottle and sat it on the floor next to him. His fingers found the hem of his shirt while Vanity's fingers shimmied down her panties. Pulling Vanity to the edge of the couch and propping her legs on his broad shoulders, he picked up the bottle and let his lips ghost against her clit. Tilting the bottle and letting the brown liquor dribble down her body, Erik's lip latched onto her clit and sucked the liquor off her body.

“O-oh fuck…” Vanity rubbed her hands down her body and grabbed onto Erik's head.

Erik's thick tongue slid up and down her wet folds while he poured more of the liquor down her body, sucking her clean in the process. Just as Vanity was reaching her peak, her phone buzzed on the couch.

“F-fuck.” She reached over and picked it up to read the screen. Putting the bottle behind him, Erik swirled his tongue around her clit before looking up at her.

“Who is it?” Erik voice sent shivered up her spine as she stared at the phone.

“You better answer Daddy.” Erik's hand smacked the bare skin of her ass which in turn made her buck her hips.

“I-it's my boyfriend Daddy.” Vanity peered down at Erik who had lifted his head. With an eyebrow raised, he smirked.

“Answer it.” Erik grunted diving back between her plentiful thighs. Swiping her shaking finger against the screen to answer the facetime call.

“Hey baby.” Beamed her year long boyfriend Justin. He had been gone for a while and they tended to call each other when he wasn't busy.

“H-hey babe. How a-are you?” Vanity bit her lip, gripping onto Erik's dreads as he slurped and sucked on her clit while toying with her opening with his middle finger.

“I'm wonderful.” Justin raised an eyebrow, he could see that Vanity was flustered, like she had run a marathon. “You okay Van?”

Attempting to gain most of her composure, she nodded.

“Yeah. Just came from a late night gym run.” And she gave him a reassuring smile.

“Oh okay.. Well I'll let you get some rest. You go hard in the gym so you're probably tired as fuck right.” Justin chuckled.

“Yeah baby. I'll talk to you later. Love you.” Vanity smiled.

“Love you too, By-" Before he could finish, her finger slammed into the end call button.

“F-fuck!” Erik slammed his finger into her love cave and she shook violently.

“So why didn't you tell Daddy you had a boyfriend baby girl?” Erik stood to his feet, laying Vanity down on her back.

Baby it feels like heaven

Feels like breakfast on sunday morning

It feels right oooooh girl

I love makin yo love come down

We make those love sounds...we can do it

“I-I'm sorry Daddy. I w-was going to…” Vanity scanned Erik's body as he slid down his shorts and his boxers while climbing between her legs.

“I'm going to show you what happens when you don't tell Daddy things.” Erik grabbed the base of his fully hard dick and teased her swollen clit with his tip.

“D-daddy pl-" Vanity voice became caught in her throat as Erik pushed his dick into her without much of a word.

“Damn girl.. This lil pussy tight as fuck..” Erik began to surge his hips in and out of Vanity at a quick pace. Her juices coating him with the quickness. Vanity's fingers gripped onto Erik's keloid covered biceps, the keloids she had only learned about just days earlier.

“F-fuck, you're so big…” Vanity stared up at Erik, his face twisted with pleasure as he pounded into her with ease.

“I bet yo nigga can't fuck you like this, can he?” Erik drilled into you quickly. Her wetness coating her thighs and Erik's pelvic muscles.

“N-no Daddy he doesn't.” Vanity threw her head back and whined her hips against Erik's.

“Your pussy don't grip him like this does it?” Erik rocked himself into Vanity, causing the couch to rock with him. Erik reached up and grabbed her throat. With Erik deep inside of her and his hand around her throat, she couldn't really form sentences so she nodded.

“Use your words, lil girl.” Erik growled, leaning his face down to hers and staring into green eyes that were hooded with lust.

“N-no.” She whispered.

“No what?” Erik smacked her ass.

“NO DADDY!” She screamed arching her back off the couch.

Erik growled as her pussy tightened around his dick, she was close and so was he. Pinning her hips down with his free hand, Erik slammed into her gspot and her legs began to shake vigorously.

“You gonna cum on this dick? That pretty pussy gonna cum on this dick?” Vanity nodded frantically and bit her lip to hold back on a moan.

“You better cum then cause I'm right behind you.” Erik grunted, pressing her legs to her chest and pounding his hips into Vanity's. Crying out, she came undone under him, Erik followed suit. He panted, pulling himself out and watching his cum drip down Vanity's thigh and the tip of his dick.

Its dat role play role play

Show me what you bout girl

[Break it down 4 daddy]

We can play house girl

Role play role play

Show me what you bout girl

Her legs shook as she looked up at Erik, his lips twisted in a wicked smirk while he stared back down at her.

“I hope you know we ain't finished, lil girl.” Erik sat back and pulled Vanity on his lap cause her to gasp.

“O-oh god…” Vanity whimpered, glancing down at Erik's lap and back up at him.

“Don't call on him… He can't save you now…”

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LMN Ch.21 | OSH

Group: EXO

Member: Oh Sehun

Theme: Angst | Fluff | Writer!AU | Neighbor!AU

Word Count: 2,061

✎ Chapter 21: Promise ✎

"Why are you still up so late?"

You opened your window and asked him. Sehun leaned his chin on his palm and shamelessly gazed at you, making you a little bit flustered. Just a few seconds ago, you realized that you feel the same for this young man but you know this won't work.

"I just can't stop thinking of you, noona."

You slightly gulped at his sweet words, thinking that shouldn't you be used to his tactics now.

Why is it making me blush all of a sudden?

You almost face-palmed yourself literally for asking that to yourself when the answer is clear and you know it.

"Uhm. That's not good. You should sleep now, it's 12:36—"

"Why are you still up then, noona?" Sehun asked as he stared into your eyes, unconsciously melting you on the spot. You chewed your lower lip in perturbation, thinking of an excuse.

I can just say that I was working—

"Your laptop's off, meaning you weren't working late this time." Sehun's eyes were on your laptop that's just beside you, completely closed and unused.

Your shoulders slumped in defeat as Sehun read what was in your mind.

Is he a mindreader?!

"Were you thinking about me too much that you couldn't sleep, noona?"

"I-I wasn't!" You almost shrieked, making Sehun grin as if he caught you. "I-I was just thinking of random things, yeah."

"Like what?"

"You don't need to know that, little boy. Let's talk about you then. Why weren't you visiting Chanyeol these days?"

"Were you worried, noona?" Sehun bit his lower lip as he stared expectantly at you. You can feel yourself melting already.

"I-I wasn't! Maybe you were just studying or playing around that's why you didn't get to visit." You almost cursed at yourself for sounding so much like a girlfriend that has been left by her lover for a week.

"I wasn't playing around, noona. I study all the time while thinking of you, that's it." And here he is, the boyfriend who patiently explains why.

You shook your head with your unbelievable thoughts.

Why were you even thinking of him as a boyfriend?!

"Okay, I'll go to sleep now." You were about to close the window, thinking that you won't even blink an eye later now that you saw him and with the words he said.

"Noona, wait."

Your eyes widen as Sehun leaned both of his arms on his window's frame and got closer to yours. You quickly opened your window that was half-closed and pushed his shoulders back on his room.

"Yah! That was dangerous! If you got off balance, you would have—"

"I love you."

Your lips parted as he spoke in a low voice, his eyes boring his eyes into yours. You can see how his brown orbs glimmer under the moonlight, how his lips part as he stared at yours, how his long eyelashes flap as it slightly touches the under of his eyes.

The sky was dark, everything was, except the lamps that illuminated your room and his. Even though the light wasn't that bright, you can see his handsome face as it comes closer to yours.

"Did you hear that, noona?" Sehun grabbed your hands on his shoulders and brought them up to his cheeks, nuzzling on them.

"Sehun loves you."

You felt your eyes water as you heard his pleading voice. You just want to say it back but your mind was preventing you to.

You're just gonna make this young gentleman cry when the time comes.

You just smiled at him and gently caressed his cheeks, gaining a beautiful smile from the young man.

"I know and I'm grateful for you, Sehun-ah." You said before slowly pulling your hands away from his hold. Sehun slightly frowned as your warmth escaped his grasp. "But you can't let your feelings go deeper than this. I can't—"

"It's already at the deepest pit of everything, noona. I can't dig them back up." Sehun curled his lips into a smile but a hint of sadness shadows it. Being an observant person, you saw through it and knew he was crestfallen.

It broke your already broken heart.

"I'm sorry, Sehun. You just made a mistake that you'll probably regret later." You mumbled as you slowly closed your window and brought down your blinds but Sehun stayed still and stared at you behind those. You stood in front of the window and saw that he didn't move nor did he get back in. Your heart clenched agonizingly as you walked away from the window and back to your bed.

"If you knew about my condition, you'll just get hurt more than this." You whispered, closing your eyes as you laid on the bed.

Sehun blinked away his tears as he closed his window. He leaned his forehead on it, his breath fogging up the glass as his hands rest on the frame.

"Loving you is not a mistake that I'll regret for the rest of my life, noona." Sehun whispered as he smiled, tears finally set free from his eyes.

"It's the only right thing that I've ever made that I won't ever lament that I did until the day I die."

✗ ❥ ✗ ❥ ✗ ❥ ✗ ❥ ✗

"Noona, I've talked to Sehun already and he's fine. Uhm— It's just because his parents came back and he got pressured in school." Chanyeol explained, his feet tapping, making me raise an eyebrow at him. "Ah, you know things that students make fuss about."

"Okay then, I'm glad."

Chanyeol grinned in triumph as he got out of your room and closed the door, thinking that he successfully made a good excuse.

Not knowing you already talked to his best friend last night.

"Unnie." A knock stopped you from working and Chanhee peeked on your door.

"Yes, Chanhee?"

"Dasom unnie is here."

The said woman came in with a smile and opened her arms for you to hug. You grinned as you stood up and got inside of her comforting hug.

"I missed you, Dasom."

"I missed you too. Sorry I didn't visit you on the holidays. Mom got badly sick, so we just celebrated our Christmas and New Year in the hospital. I got too busy with work too." Dasom sighed as she nuzzled her head on your neck. You rubbed her back as she relaxed in your arms.

"You did well. Take a break first then." You smiled as you tugged her to your bed.

"Shouldn't I be saying that to you? You work endlessly, sweetie." Dasom whined as she laid on your bed as if she was home. You laughed at her before replying.

"I'm sending my reviewed book tomorrow, so I'll be resting and doing whatever I want after."

That made Dasom sit up straight in surprise.

"YOU'RE FINALLY FREE?!"

"The next day, I will."

"WE CAN FINALLY HAVE GIRLS TIME?!"

"The next day, we can."

"OH MY GHAD! THIS IS THE BEST NEWS I'VE EVER HEARD!"

Dasom engulfed you in her bear hug, making you giggle as you missed her warmth.

"It's not like I haven't rested in the middle of working. I rest whenever I have free time."

"You don't have free time, Yeoreum. Stop fooling me. You’ve been like this since we’re in college.”

"Yeah, you caught me."

Dasom pulled away and held your hand excitedly.

"What should we do the next day then? Should we go to the salon? The cinema? Or shopping? Should we tag our siblings with us?!"

"That won't be girls time then. If you're forgetting, Chanyeol's not a girl."

Dasom looked shocked but laughed.

"Oh right, I forgot."

The both of you chatted as if you've never seen each other for years. She told you about the Spring festival that will be happening in two weeks, planning to buy hanboks and other accessories. She invited you to come and you tried rejecting when Chanyeol's voice echoed your mind.

"Noona, let yourself live for a while."

"I'll go!" You squealed as Dasom tickled your waist. She grinned triumphantly and moved away from you before turning her head on your window, where the sunlight shines on your desk.

"How's your hottie neighbor?"

You almost choked on your saliva when you heard the word 'neighbor', maybe the 'hottie' word too.

"W-What are you talking about?" You slightly wetted your lips as Dasom stared at you.

"I mean, how is he as a neighbor? Is he being a jerk to you or hitting on you? What?"

"He's not a jerk nor he's..." You glanced at your window, remembering how he stared at you last night as he said those three words. "...hitting on me."

"He's a good boy then?"

"He is." You nodded as you smiled unconsciously, making Dasom smirk.

"You like him."

"Yeah, I do— What?!"

"Caught you." Dasom giggled as she poked on your cheek, causing you to blush like you're on fire.

You thought of denying it but what would that do to you? Nothing. You're just gonna lie to yourself.

"Alright, you caught me." You surrendered as you bit her finger that was poking you. She shrieked as she pulled away, making you laugh.

"You!" Dasom huffed as she crossed her arms before smiling again. "Tell me everything then."

"Uhm. Where do I start?" You mumbled to yourself as you felt uncomfortable telling your newly found feelings.

"I'll just ask then. When did you know that you like him?"

"I didn't know. It's just last night that I realized that I like him." You shrugged as your cheeks flamed up again.

"So, you must have started liking him unconsciously that you didn't notice it?"

"Yeah, like that."

"Have you felt your heart running faster for him? Or feeling nervous when he's around?"

You didn't need to think twice about it.

"Yes, I did. A lot of times actually. I just thought it was because of my sickness." You mumbled as you played with the blanket under you.

"Did you tell him about it?"

"No."

"Why?"

"You know why I can't tell him, Dasom." You turned to her and her eyes dimmed as she realized why. "He'll just get hurt at the end. We can never work."

"You're leaving something out."

"What?"

"What do you think he feels for you?"

You stopped moving your hands and stayed still as Dasom watched your eyes well up. She grabbed your hands and made you look back at her.

"Does he like you back, Yeoreum-ah?”

Your tears streamed down your face as you stared at her in sadness. You nodded as you tried gulping down the cry that's trying to come out from your throat.

"S-Sehun loves me, Dasom..." You sobbed as Dasom pulled you closer to her, rubbing your back as you spoke. "He fucking loves me."

Chanyeol backed away from your door as he heard your words as you sobbed. His hand fell on his side and he stared at your door.

"It hurts to know that I'll hurt him in the future."

Chanyeol's tears flowed down on his cheeks as he heard you crying and your sad tone.

"Noona likes him too?" He whispered.

He went back to his room and texted his best friend.

1:56 pm

To: My Best Friend Sehun

What the fuck is your plan now? Noona's crying!

After minute, Sehun replied.

1:57 pm

From: My Best Friend Sehun

She is?! Oh my god. Should I go there?!

Chanyeol almost threw his phone at his best friend's reply.

1:59 pm

To: My Best Friend Sehun

Just fucking tell me you planned something for her! You told her your feelings, take responsibility of it!

On the other side, Sehun leaned his back on the headboard and smiled as he replied to his best friend.

2:00 pm

To: Yeol the Giant

I'll make her happy. That's my plan.

Sehun put down his phone and stood up to walk to his table. He flipped the calendar and grabbed his pen on his side. He encircled a date with a smile.

January 20

It's a Saturday, one week from now.

"Our first date will be next week, noona." Sehun mumbled as he touched the number.

"I swear I will make you the happiest person."

Indeed, he will.

That's a promise he made not only to you but to himself also.

—

Fluffy’s note: 4 chapters and an epilogue left. 🤞

— 

❥ Ch.22 

[mnjr23rd]

Together Alone

"You know he actually, convinced me to quit Nolu?" Rita said as she lit up a cigarette and took a long drag.

"Man I've missed that", She held it up towards the light almost admiring it. The second last cigarette out of a crumpled up pack of twenties. Which by the looks of it, had been hidden underneath a mattress for far too long.

She closed her eyes, I watched her chest expand, as her lungs began to fill with the contents of the cigarette. She inhaled, and held her breath for a while, taking it all in for a moment.

Before exhaling puffs of white smoke, through her nostrils and later through her lips.

Which had me scratching at my nose and slightly coughing, it irritated the heck out of my sinuses and clogged my throat.

I saw her eyes begin to, float up and about, then around the room dilating as she opened them, in some sort of daze.

I think that was the nicotine kicking in or it flooding the brain, which ever one came first.

"Still gives me the jitters.. Even after all this time. You know he actually convinced me to quit? Me of all people?" Rita said again shaking her head, as if she had been hoodwinked or swindled into giving up smoking. Before she took another drag of the cigarette, only longer this time. She looked at that cigarette as someone would an old friend, that you'd meet by chance in a clothing store or at a coffee shop or at some library miles from anywhere. And you reminisce about times gone by, laugh at things you used to do when you were younger.

And you stand there in almost shock, and you ask yourself, is that really so and so? I haven't seen so and so since we were kids. But there he or she is, right in front of me, the girl I thought would never get married with a ring on her finger and a child holding her other hand. The guy everybody expected to fail because he hustled people, and never studied there he was with a Rolex on his arm, and Porche keys in his hand. And you almost wonder how on earth, did he ever end up getting it so good? While you stuck in a 9-5.

That was Rita's reaction, one of shock and disbelief, as she tried to remind herself what smoking a cigarette used to be for her.

"It would've been two years and sixteen days now. Without a single one of these.." She held it up again as the bud began to burn her finger tips, it almost falling out of her hand, she laughed a little.

"Or a drop of alcohol.. But here I am, doing drugs again. He'd be so disappointed..." She said raising the bottle of wine, pressing it against her lips, taking a huge gulp of the wine.

"Theodin who always told me that I could do better, that I was better.. That this was bad for me, bad for my health, for my well being and that I was meant for so much more, that I deserved way better.. That I was way too beautiful." She sniggered.

"Then why would you relapse Rita?"

"Because I... I don't know, what to do with all these emotions Nolu, that's why. I mean he, your Theodin was like my glue but Theodin isn't here anymore, he's.. only God knows where! This and this.." She held up the cigarette and the bottle of wine.

"Was all I knew.. all I used to use to cope. This was all I could use, to numb the pain, until he came.. I miss him so much"

I felt something strange, something I hadn't felt in a long while, rage , anger, jealousy. begin to fill my heart and eventually engulfed it.

"Bet you do.. Don't you?" I said as it threatened to over take me and trickle down to my hands. Blood flowed rapidly to my head, I could feel my head throbbing.

"I do.. More than I can put in words.."

"What?" That was a line that Theodin used with me, almost 4 years ago. The last time I heard from him on the phone, before I finally saw him come to rescue me. He had said that he loved me, more than he cared to admit, and that he missed me more than he could put in words.

"Who taught you that line?"

"Your Theodin.." Rita kept saying that "your" part passively without a care in the world. My blood was boiling right now, she just kept laughing and giggling and with every giggle images flashed in my mind of her and Theodin. Was there anything he kept only for us? Or had he given everything to her, including his heart? I felt like swatting her right across the face and wiping that dumb smile off her bronze face.

"Want some?" She interrupted, sipping on the bottle of wine in her hand.

"You could use a glass or four...after what you've been through and they say it's bad manners to let a lady drink alone."

"That's a cheesy pick up line, that cheap girls you to get guys to buy drinks for them."

"Cheap?"

"Yes.. Cheap"

"What you trying to say? Are you calling me cheap?"

"Nothing.. I'm just saying if the shoe fits you know"

"You just mad, that your fiancé all up in this.."

"Female dog"

"Tramp"

"W-h-o-r--"

"Takes one to know one" She said cutting.

"Homeless person"

"Hobo"

"I'm not even that good at this, Nolu. But you? You suck.." She said cackling.

"Okay fine..."

"Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay? Seriously? Like part of me wants to hit you, with something so badly right now, I've been fighting myself over it for the last thirty-five minutes"

".. And where would you start?" Rita had a confused, almost baffled look on her face.

"That pretty face of yours! That stole my husband away."

"Stole? Really? But okay I'll take that.. And where would you end?"

"With your head inside a dumpster.." She began to laugh, she thought I was joking but I wasn't. I wasn't laughing, my teeth weren't even showing not a single one, I was dead serious. I had killed her a gazillion times in my head, now I was trying to figure out how I'd get out here without leaving any tracks or getting caught.

"We really going to fight over a guy? Like we still in middle school? Two grown women? Pulling each other's hair? Kicking, biting and scratching?" as much as I hated to admit it but she was right, It wasn't her fault that Theodin liked her, I'm not ready to say the other L-word which has a lot of weight on it. Call me dumb or whatever you like, but I love him. I know, I know part of me says he's gone but part of me doesn't want to believe it.

"Truce?" She said stretching out her hand.

"Truce" I replied, shaking her hand. I was older, so naturally I had to be the bigger person. I knew she was working me, trying to find out my anger, a nerve and used it against me but I knew better.

"You know what they also say around here?"

"What?" I asked in an even more annoyed tone,

"That Chinese wine a good laugh, and a bowl of sushi can fix anything and if you add a bowl of ice cream and chocolate into the mix you can fix a broken heart"

"You sure you aren't making that up, as you go? My heart isn't broken.." My heart wasn't broken, it wasn't aching, it was shattered.

"Mine is.. And I don't know maybe I am, making it up. Maybe I'm not.. but I guess there's only one way to find out," she lifted up the bottle and passed it to me.

"What happened to the glass?" She took another gulp only bigger this time.

"Drink it from the bottle. That's the best way to drink wine"

"You mean to drown your sorrows."

I pondered for a while, than I said,

"On second thought nah, I'll pass on the wine, but I'll take you up on the sushi, and the good laugh and maybe some chocolate and the conversation"

"Fine to me, I propose we toast Adelyne"

"To what? Aren't toasts meant for celebrations? What are we celebrating?"

"To new beginnings, making new friends or better yet how about we celebrate Theodin? The man we both love, the man we wish we could both hate..."

"Cheers" we said in unisoun as the bottle and my glass of water clinked together.

"He saw my best.. when I was at my worst. I can't believe I'm already slurring my words but I'm only a bottle and a half in.." She giggling a little bemused. I kind of joined in.

"You supposed to sip it slow, the quicker you drink, the quicker the lights go out.. But you right..that was Theodin alright, always wanting to see the best in people, always thought no one was beyond saving. He always said that people were like diamonds in bad condition, when you find them. Full of coal, dirty, and gritty on the surface.."

"But they were still diamonds underneath", Rita interrupted, finishing my sentence.

"He told me that too.." She added

"And how everyone deserved a  chance, to be loved, to be at  peace. He was capable of seeing beyond me, beyond this skin. He saw into my soul, something even I couldn't see. Greatness, he'd tell me that every day.  Even when I disappointed him, like I'm probably doing now. He'd still be there with a smile on his face, telling me I could begin again. That regardless of what I thought I was, he somehow still saw a diamond  underneath," she said with a chuckle.

"I bet he'd be telling me right now to take it easy on the wine wallflower, and that it was way too early to even be drinking wallflower"

"Don't do it for him Rita, do it for you... It feels better trust me, it lasts longer. Like now you relapsing because the person you were doing it for isn't around and now you don't have legs to stand on, now you don't have a reason to stay clean. It's why you have to do it for yourself, that's the only way you'll get sober, and stay sober.. When you don't have prove anything, to anyone but you. Where you show yourself, that your better than alcohol, and yes better than Theodin. Yes he's one of a kind, but he's only a man and he has flaws too and he'll let you down, and break your heart. Make yourself proud, make God proud, do it for your son, make sure Xhao has a bright future and a mum which he can be proud of."

Rita sat up and put the bottle down,

"You know about that too?"

"Yeah Theodin told me."

"And you okay with it?" I wasn't okay with it, I was angry, bitter and I was crumbling inside and I had been more than tempted by the wine, I wanted to chug it down my throat so badly but something deep inside me, kept saying,"Nolu hayi" and I listened.

"Yes, I mean no but I can't change what happened. I still love him, and he's all I've held onto for these past four-five years. Knowing I'd see him again kept me going, but I lost hope I'm not going to lie to you, part of me thought I wouldn't get out of that place alive but here I am, God being good. He is a light, when all other lights fail, it's why I don't care about what so and so thinks says or does but if I'm good with Him then I'm good with anyone.."

"You sound exactly like Theodin!" She said with a huge smile, like someone had turned on a light bulb life came back to her face.

"He saw something.. I couldn't even see in myself. It was like he looked at me and saw my future, he saw me educated, he saw me successful, he saw me thriving. He saw me whole even, when I was in a million pieces, no wallflower, please wallflower, Ree this, Ree that"

"He was like that with me too," I bit back a smile.

"Always mothering me... Theodin must have loved you hey...and you must have loved him Rita..."

"He did but there was always a piece of his love I could never have..." She took another huge gulp from the bottle of wine in her hand and another drag from her last cigarette that was now almost burning her lips.

"No matter how much I loved him, no matter how much I tried, there was always a but somewhere. A but Adelyne this, a but Adelyne that. He loved me, but he loved you way more than he ever could me. You could see it in his eyes, he loved me but our love always had a period somewhere where it would just stop. Where it would just end, and couldn't go any farther, his heart just wouldn't allow me to ever take your place. Not that I wanted him to, not that I didn't try either. I just wanted him to have a place for me too.. you know.. In that big heart of his because I couldn't help it. I just, I just loved him you know? He didn't have to act, do anything or perform I just loved him, more than anything. I loved  him more I had ever loved anyone... I loved him with every ounce of.. of.."

"Your being." I said as she wiped off a handful of tears that were now dripping down her shoulders, I just stayed silent, I did not know what to do. I didn't want to comfort her, I just wanted to leave her be, I was hurting too. Everything she said was daggers, being dug into every memory I had of him.

"I hate crying... But It was you Adelyne, it was always you. No matter what I did, no matter how much I tried. I knew one day he'd go back for you.. and that first day when I saw him look at you, I saw this look in his eyes he had never looked at me with before. What I'd give for him, to look at me that way, at least once. I think my soul would've left my body. His eyes sparkled that day, they came alive they had this joy, this anticipation, he looked at you the way someone would look at home. After being away for a really long time and you'd sit down on the varander even if you were all by yourself, with a smile on your face and you'd say "yeah.. I'm home" even if you said it to yourself. I envied you and part of me, still envies you."

"I'm sorry..." I said as tears of my own formed in my eyes.

"For what?" I was emotional too, as much as I saw my pain. I looked at hers and I felt it.

"I don't know, I don't know what to say... For making you feel this way, ruining your life"

"You didn't ruin anything, I just chose wrong. I just love people, I can't have and that's okay because stuff it right? It's 4am in Macau!" Rita shouted from the top of her voice and laughed shaking of the tears.

"What a city! What a time to be ALIVE! Adelyne is it?" She shouted even louder.

"Shush! You're going to wake the kids"

"Yes mamá"