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Saturday, September 24th, 2005 2:14 pm but i am too weak to be your cure night started out strong. got kinda wack. want to go on a date to the corpse bride? (157 Comments |Comment on this) Tuesday, September 20th, 2005 12:56 pm ruckus juice dear demar,

i am sorry.

sugar in chicago. Monday, September 19th, 2005 12:19 pm mike murphy all up in demar hamiltons ass went to the alk3/my chemical bromance with demar and nick on the dick. pretty hilarious. the bands let the good times roll. went by pizza metro and made awesome jokes. and ate like 60 bucks worth of super flat pizza. startling revelations about demars life. i like hanging with old friends. down the street from the girl to trevia. kinda chill. matt skiba talked to me about clandestine. pretty amazing. we are wearing all black coming up hats. greg let me dj for a minute and i played some faint and refused. P-Unit. people at my house when i went home. freaked me out. sleeeepover prince. search the net and you can find some amazing pictures. Saturday, September 17th, 2005 4:52 pm reNICKulous woah. got my g.i. joe aircraft carrier in the mail yesterday. its seven feet long. thats like me and patrick stacked on top of eachother. ate a box of life cereal yesterday. kinda gross. somehow with all the chaos of everything i got normal again. its weird to me that 50cents mom is a lesbian. i dunno why. it totally fits and totally doesn't. just like everything else. i saw the motorola commercial we were asked to be in with madonna. yeah thats right- "sell out boy" turned one down cause it wasn't the right situation. haha. we would have had to cancel shows and all- just wasn't right. i just wanted to meet the material girl. we don't do everything were asked to. waited out going over to watch demar pass out and get kissed. instead went to the city. carnival life. we bought ice cream shoes online from hongkong. get jealous. counted freckles. yawn. patrick came over today. we worked on some secret stuff. him and his gee eff are way too lame and cute. i cant wait to see corpse bride. awesomeness. just waiting for tonight to happen.

oops comments wahahaha. Thursday, September 15th, 2005 11:27 pm this week he's mopping floors, next week he's on fries early bird gets the worm. took a headache for my tylenol. went to the cover shoot for spin magazine. it was ridiculous as always. i put myself into the worst clothes i could find cause thats just funny to me on the inside. nickplan and drunkmar showed up cause they keep it the realest. got weird emails all day. pretty standard. someday we'll be nostalgic for right now. but until then you can put it in a pinebox. its funny the mistakes you realize you are making as you go about things. cause those are the worst. it only makes sense when you are that close. otherwise its blurry and filled with lies. and you can say whatever you want but in the dark i know what you look like and think- and no one else does. nothing that needs to be spoken of. im the kind of kid that will go to the goddamned end. file me under: fucking speechless. right to her house. wow, it's been a month. we don't talk. it goes without saying. freckles. kinda dreamy. and i ain't too hard on the eyes. only those arms make it okay. i just don't care anymore. this is the three year boy. this is the lover boy. this is the keeper. the is the one that got away. i drop records, not names. so i'm not letting you in. buzznet updated. please leave my friends or whatever alone, because i have- and im sick of hearing about it. raise your hand if you're excited for fall tour. time to become the person i was supposed to be.

Current Music: you make me wanna lala 12:59 am "growing uuuuuuuuup, i guess i am my own better half" what were they thinking? i'm tired. ate for the first time in what feels like forever today. you know gotta keep that charm. what does that even mean? actually have to get up at 9am for a photo shoot tommorrow. the wackest. i guess it could be worse. i could have to sell stuff or work in a factory instead of just getting laughed at by some dumb photographer cause we don't know how to pose right. flashflashflash. goddamn the new panic at the disco record makes me feel okay in any situation. only two people in the entire world know how it goes. its kind of funny that i get to be one of them. but its strange the way only one person makes you feel electric. like you were meant to be three inches away from them always. but then its gone. or they are. went to green street hooligans. ate your popcorn and drank your soda. cause im kinda a baby. movie dates are funny cause you either watch the movie or you talk the whole time. both are kind of a let down. fall is definitely hug season. bring it on. who knows how it turns out. don't believe the hype. i didn't overdose. this really is me typing.

Tuesday, September 13th, 2005 10:39 pm difficult takes a day, impossible takes a week. oh no oh no. i don't get it but then i don't think i am supposed to. today woke up and bought my friend shoes cause she's rad and i like buying stuff for my friends. i am sick, but it's gonna be okay. i love going to bars with my friends and ordering 5 dollar sprites. yeah i'm that guy. right now i wish this was a lyric i wrote: "i dunno why other rappers try and dis you. cause even my superficial raps are super official". i'm supposed to be waiting by the phone but i'm always at front desk in the hotel lobby. i told my friend that i want to get super big bling jesus necklace- they said it doesn't make sense because im not super into jesus- but i told them that was the whole point. i sing the blues just for the covers of magazines. oh yeah. the rest of my day. ive been going out into the real world alot lately. the sun hurts my eyes but you're making me grin. went to joes house in boy's town- its like one inch big and filled with 80 million things. ebay says that my g.i. joe aircraft carrier is in the mail. but who knows cause i tell people shit is in the mail all the time. its like waking up from a dream and not being sure. for sure. our new video is pretty sweet. hung with the bestest. it feels nice outside. time to go play. i think i am going to be vegetarian again, then probably vegan. cause it just feels right. like you. all i do is watch thundercats and crush hard. what a life.

Current Music: christina milian 2:22 am go right on reds, get left at altars i want to write a "hey momma" song for the emo world. it smells like coffee and rain everywhere today for me.

i have lost all respect for you. before you make accusations, check the scoreboard sweetheart.

just when you are about to give up sometimes a light comes on. like its the only one out there. and when you are unhappy they are a shoulder. and they make you laugh when you get thrown out the window like trash from a car. old friends bend. you got me smiling like it was a dream. and i am slowly letting everything else go.

let go let go.

ive got a crush.

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skzfanf1cs · 7 months ago

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Stray Kids Academy - Chapter 7 : I Need A Cold Shower

Series Masterlist

Main Pairing [This Chapter} : Han Jisung / Original Male Character

Warnings : sexually explicit content, blowjob, vaginal fingering, they get cockblocked hardcore

Word Count : 5,087

Ezekiel Mitchell

It was the Monday after the wild party we had at the music nerds’ house. Jisung hasn’t texted me all weekend, though I haven’t texted him either. I was scared he actually remembered everything and hated me.

Everything seemed so tense the past weekend after the party with Levi and Seungmin’s drama. But, everything finally got sorted out.

I was currently rolling down the sidewalk on my skateboard towards the cafe. I still needed my caffeine fix before class and I needed the energy to even think about what to say to Jisung.

I opened the door and rolled inside - Levi sent a glare my way. I tried to stop when I saw a familiar head of brown hair, but my mental functions short-circuited. Before I rolled right into him, he turned and - with reflexes I’ve never seen on him before - grabbed onto my biceps to steady me before I fell on my face like a fool.

“Whoa, easy there.” He gave me a bright smile. Once he figured I wouldn’t fall, he let me go. Though, I would’ve been fine if he held onto me forever. “Hi.��

“Hey.” I smiled at him before kicking up my skateboard and catching it in my hand. “I guess I should learn to not run into you like that.”

“I don’t mind.” He blurted out before covering his mouth. “Geez, that was embarrassing.” He mumbled as he averted his eyes.

“So, what I’m hearing is that I can run into you anything?” I winked.

His eyes widened slightly as a small blush made its way to his cheeks. Then, he looked me in the eyes. “A-Anyway, sorry for not texting you. I was honestly sleeping off my hangover.”

My smile widened slightly. Honestly, it made me feel a little better knowing he wasn’t ignoring me. “It’s all good. It was a crazy night.”

“So I’ve heard.” He rubbed the back of his neck. So, he really didn’t remember anything.

“I’ll tell you about it sometime.” I offered.

“I’ll hold you to that.” He laughed. “I tend to do stupid things when I drink a lot like that.”

“Why were you drinking so much anyway?” I asked, though I felt like I wouldn’t get an answer, or a truthful one at least.

“It’s kinda embarrassing.” He averted his eyes.

“You don’t have to tell me.” I blurted out. “I mean, not unless you want to.”

He looked deep in thought. “How about this…let’s have an exchange of information. You fill me in on what happened that night. And I’ll tell you why I drank so much. Sound fair?”

I nodded. “Yeah. You name the time and place.”

He gave me a small smile before looking down at his watch. “Okay, it’s a date.” His eyes widened slightly and his face gained color. “O-Or, a plan! It’s a plan…I gotta go.” Then, he walked past me and out of the cafe.

“That was painful to watch.” Levi said from behind the counter.

“So painful.” Jeongin echoed.

~~~~~

Throughout the day, I slowly forgot about our conversation. I had just gotten home from work that afternoon when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I brought it out and smiled at the message.

Jisung : how about we hang out tonight?

Me : absolutely!

Me : its a date. or a plan haha

Jisung : we can hang out at your place if thats okay?

Jisung : mine is a little crowded

Me : cant wait mon amour ;)

Jisung : see you at 7 <3

I wasn’t expecting him to send a heart, but I wasn’t complaining. I was laying on the couch, kicking my feet. I didn’t notice Levi was staring at me till I heard her laugh. “What are you doing?”

“Jisung texted me a heart emoji.” I stated, matter-of-factly. “We are gonna hang out tonight.”

“You’re so gay, it’s not even funny.” She moved my legs out of the way to take a place on the couch next to me. “I’m surprised you guys aren’t being awkward, especially after the party.”

I sat up and brought my knees up to my chest. “Oh, he actually was so drunk he doesn’t remember any of it.”

“What?” She turned her body towards me. “Are you going to tell him?”

“I said I would…but…” I trailed off.

“He has a right to know.” Levi stated. “You can cry about it, but then you gotta admit your mistakes and move on.”

“I don’t want to be a mistake though.” I put my forehead against my knees. “But, you’re right. I’ll tell him. I couldn’t lie about it anyway.” She patted my shoulder. “Also, I’m gonna need you girls to leave for a couple hours.”

Han Jisung

I was currently face-down on my bed, face in my pillow, kicking my feet. I can’t believe I suggested we hang out so soon, then send a heart emoji. Since when did I get so bold?

I needed to get ready.

I went to my closet and started going through my shirts, trying to find something more comfortable to wear than my sweater. I found one of my favorite hoodies and baggy pants. I stripped off my sweater and went to pull the hoodie over my head.

But, my eye caught something in the reflection of Felix’s vanity mirror across the room. I stepped closer to get a closer look. There was a bruise on my collarbone. It looked a few days old. Maybe I got it at the party? I was probably too hung over to notice it till now too.

I finished changing before going downstairs and found Minho on the couch, holding one of his cats in his arms and watching TV.

“Hey, Minho?” I asked him as I sat next to him on the couch. His cat, Dori, got startled and jumped out of Minho’s arms. He sighed at the loss of his cat and glared over at me. “What?”

“Did I somehow get hurt at the party last weekend?”

Instead of continuing his glare, he looked more confused. “No? Why?”

“Well, I found this bruise.” I pulled down the collar of my hoodie to show him.

He squinted, leaning in closer to get a better look. Then, he burst into laughter. “Dude, that’s a hickey.”

I choked on air. I had a violent coughing fit while Minho patted my back. “What? No…when? Who?”

Minho pinched the bridge of his nose. “At the party. You got super drunk and started making out with Zeke.”

My face heated up. “No way. I think I would’ve remembered that…right?”

Minho brought out his phone and started scrolling through his photos. Then, he showed me his screen. It was a video. It showed Zeke talking to Brittney, then I walked over before I put my arm around his shoulders. Then, the me in the video grabbed onto his chin, leaned in close, and kissed him. Brittney stomped off and we continued making out against the wall. After a while, I whispered something to him before we made our way upstairs. The video ended.

“You just filmed us?” I asked, hiding my face in my hands. “Did…did we-”

“No.” Minho cut me off while putting his phone away. “Chan and Levi stopped you before anything could get that far. And, yeah. I filmed you for blackmail. And cause I knew you’d never believe that it actually happened.”

I folded in on myself, my forehead on my knees as I groaned. “We were supposed to hand out tonight.”

“And you still are.” Minho patted my back. “You guys need to talk about it.”

“I know, but…” I mumbled. “I don’t think I can face him.”

“If it makes you feel any better, I’m sure you gave him a hickey too.”

“Why would that make me feel better?” I sat up and raised my voice. “That’s the opposite of making me feel better!”

He raised his hand in defense. “Whoa. Calm down, you’re acting crazy.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “That is the exact opposite of what you’re supposed to say.”

“Yeah, but now you’re not yelling at me anymore.” He patted my shoulder. “See, I helped.”

I just rolled my eyes and stood up. “I’m just going to go.”

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It wasn’t long until I made it to the Mitchell’s apartment that I got super embarrassed again. I couldn’t bring myself to knock on the door. Luckily - or unluckily - I didn’t have to worry about it. The door swung open to reveal the Mitchell twins being pushed out by Zeke. They waved and gave me a quick hello and goodbye before leaving the apartment.

“What was that about?” I asked as I watched their disappearing forms.

“I told them they had to leave.” Zeke said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I figured you wouldn’t want anyone else here while we talked.”

He opened the door wider, giving me room to walk into the Mitchell apartment. I was then led to the couch as he sat down next to me. Then, there was an awkward silence.

“So-” We said at the same time.

“You go first.” I said, smiling at him.

“No, you go first.” Zeke said, which was sweet, but I didn’t want to go first. But, I had the feeling we’d go back and forth all night if I didn’t go first.

I took a deep breath. “So, I guess we should talk about that night, huh?” When Zeke nodded, I took another deep breath. “I uh…I drank so much because, and this is embarrassing to admit…I needed the courage to talk to you.”

His eyes widened slightly, but it softened with a small smile. “Mon Amour, why would you need the courage to talk to me? We talk all the time.”

Oh, if only he knew. “I just needed to…anyway, enough about me. What did you want to tell me?” I tried to take the attention off of me.

Zeke flinched slightly. “Well, if I tell you, you gotta tell me why you actually needed too much liquid courage. Deal?”

I nodded. It honestly wasn’t fair on my part. I already knew what he was going to tell me. But, part of me wanted to know if he would tell the truth. I trusted him to tell everything, but for some reason, the voice in the back of my head tells me that he would lie. I just needed to know.

“Well, I also drank a lot. I wanted to find you, but I couldn’t find you at all. So, the longer I couldn’t find you, the more I drank. Eventually, Brittney caught up to me and started flirting with me.” He then averted his eyes. “I’m assuming you don’t remember this next part so…anyway, you came up and intervened. Honestly, saved me the trouble of turning her down again.”

He took a deep breath before continuing. “We kinda…made out a bit. And…we went upstairs.” Then, he looked up at me again. “We didn’t do anything, don’t worry. Chan and Levi stopped us.”

He put his head in his hands. “God, I don’t know. I felt like an ass when Chan told me you didn’t remember anything. Believe me, I wouldn’t have done anything if I knew you’d forget. It was the first time I kissed you, I wanted you to remember.”

My face was on fire. I honestly didn’t know how to react, my brain froze. Luckily, my body had other plans.

I gently grabbed onto his wrists, pulling his hand away from his face. He looked at me in surprise, but I kept going. I grabbed onto his face, pulled him close, and kissed him. It was soft, but over too fast. I came to my senses and quickly backed away.

“I’m so sorry.” I started. “I shouldn’t assume-”

He grabbed me by my hoodie collar and pulled me in to kiss me again. This kiss was more desperate as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. His hands went to the back of my head to keep me in place as my hands went to rest on his chest.

He eventually pulled away and rested his forehead on mine. My heart was beating in my ears as I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. But, I couldn’t help but smile.

Zeke brought one hand from the back of my head to caress my cheek. “Talk to me, Mon Amour. What’s going on in that head of yours?”

I cleared my throat and leaned back a bit so I could fully look at him. “I have to confess, Minho actually told me what happened before I got here. Not that I didn’t think you wouldn’t tell me, but I found this.” I lowered my hoodie collar to reveal the hickey.

Zeke opened his mouth, then closed it. Then he started to speak as he rubbed the side of his neck. “In my defense…” He paused as he stopped rubbing his neck. There on his neck was a sizable bruise. “You gave me this.”

I wanted to hide my face, I was so embarrassed I did that. But, another part of me felt prideful that I actually did that. Then, I confessed. “I needed the courage to talk to you because I like you a lot. And you looked so good that night, I really needed to loosen up. But, I obviously drank too much, so I couldn’t remember anything.”

Zeke averted his eyes slightly. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I was just worried you’d hate me if you found out.”

I pressed my hand up against his, that was still firmly placed on my cheek. “I could never hate you.”

He looked back to my eyes and gave me a smirk, which made my heart flutter. “Well, you did say you liked me. And, I think I’ve made it pretty obvious that I like you too.”

I laughed lightly. My stomach was full of butterflies. “Please tell me this isn’t a dream.”

His smirk grew wider. “Just how often do you dream about me?”

I was about to protest, but he pulled me close and softly kissed me. In a way, I was grateful. I didn’t need to stumble my way around a lie. Of course I dreamt about Zeke. Some dreams were short and sweet, others…not so innocent. But, I didn't need him to know that.

He pulled away and had a small, sweet smile on his face. “Why don’t you stay for a bit? Luna and Levi won’t be back for a few hours. I’d hate to kick you out after basically confessing my undying love for you.” He joked.

“Is that what you call an ‘undying love’ confession?” I joked back, though my face was basically on fire again.

“Are you saying my confession wasn’t flawless? Rude.”

“No, no.” I quickly hugged him and put my ear against his chest. Despite the cool act he put on, his heart was beating out of his chest. I smiled. “It’s definitely a confession to remember.”

Ezekiel Mitchell

After my weak confession - but Jisung liked it, so I guess it’s a win - we decided to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie. After all, I told my sisters to leave for a few hours. Might as well use them wisely. Well, I’d honestly be happy with making out for the next few hours, but he was obviously too embarrassed. But cuddling and watching a movie was good too.

Halfway through the movie, Jisung had fallen asleep. His head rested on my lap, his face in my stomach as his arms wrapped around my waist. I played with his hair as he slept and I finished the movie. I didn’t want to wake him up, so I played a different movie while I waited for him to wake up on his own.

Jisung started stirring halfway through the second movie. His arms that were around my waist tightened slightly as he groaned. I chuckled and continued playing with his hair. “You awake, Mon Amour?”

He hummed in response and turned his head, looking up at me through half-lidded eyes. Then, his eyes suddenly widened as a blush made its way up to his cheeks. He suddenly got up, backed away from me, and brought his knees up to his chin.

“I gotta go.” He blurts out.

“Whoa, it must’ve been a great dream.” I joked. When Jisung stayed silent and hid his face in his knees, my eyes widened slightly. “Oh, did you?” Then, I started word-vomiting. “Cause that’s cool, it happens. It happens to me all the time. Granted, I don’t have a dick so maybe it’s not the same for me…wow, that was probably the worst thing to say right now.” Then, I clamped my mouth shut.

Jisung kept his face hidden. He didn’t say anything.

I suddenly had an idea. “I can help you out, if you want?”

“What?” He raised his head to look at me.

“With your problem. I can help you out.”

He widened his eyes slightly, but he looked like he was considering it. He took another minute to think, to the point where I thought he’d decline. I was about to apologize and laugh it off when he let out a quiet, “Okay.”

I smirked as I stood up before standing in front of him. I leaned down to gently lower his legs from against his chest. All my movements were slow, just so he had time to back out whenever he felt too uncomfortable.

My eyes widened slightly and my mouth started to water at the sight of the very noticeable bulge in his jeans. I got down on my knees in front of him, my hands going to his waist, playing with the waistband of his jeans. I bit my bottom lip as I went to unbutton and unzip his pants. My fingertips grabbed at the waistband of his boxers before pulling it down enough to release his cock.

I licked my lips as I looked Jisung in the eyes. “Are you sure this is okay?”

His breath hitched slightly at my question, but he nodded. His hands clenched the cushions of the couch, his pupils blown as he looked down at me with half-lidded eyes.

His breath caught in his throat when I touched his dick with my hand, gently wrapping it around the shaft before slowly stroking it. His breath started to quicken as I moved my hand slightly faster.

The moan that left his lips when I finally placed my mouth on the tip of his cock was downright vulgar, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

I almost laughed to myself. We’ve kinda made things official only an hour or so ago, made out for the first time - sober, I might add - and here I was, sucking his dick.

His hands then found their way to my hair, gripping at the strands and slightly tugging. I slowly took more of him into my mouth, making him groan louder.

Han Jisung

Holy fuck, this was a dream right? This seemed way too good to be true. But, my dreams never felt so real and so so good. So, it had to be real, right?

Zeke slowly kept taking more and more of me into his mouth and the grip I had on his hair tightened. It was all I could do to keep from bucking my hips up into his warm mouth. When he finally took me fully into his mouth, he slowly started bobbing his head up and down at an agonizingly slow pace.

I bit my bottom lip to try and stop my moans from filling the room. It worked for a while until he started picking up his pace. He hollowed his cheeks out and his tongue started to roll around the tip. Zeke’s hands went back to my waist and his thumbs went to rub circles on my hip bones.

I couldn’t stop myself from leaning back, my head rolling back against the back of the couch, my eyes fluttering closed. At this point, I didn’t try to hold back my moans.

“F-Fuck, baby…just like that.” I breathed out. I spoke without thinking. I snapped my head forward when I felt his mouth leave my cock, making me whine from the loss of contact. “Why’d you stop?”

Zeke wiped the saliva from his lips before smirking. “You just sound really hot when you talk like that.” I was about to say something, but it came out as a gasp when he started stroking me again with his hand. “But, you sound a lot hotter when you moan for me.”

“Sh-Shut up.”

I watched as he took me back into his mouth. He started by sucking on the tip before taking me fully into his mouth again. I absolutely lost it when he looked up at me through his eyelashes. My grip on his hair tightened as I forcefully moved his head up and down, as fast as I needed. His grip on my hips tightened, his nails digging into my skin.

I kept going till I could feel my climax coming. I tried hard not to fold in on myself as it came fast and hard, a loud groan coming from my mouth. My grip on his hair finally loosened. It really didn’t occur to me that I came into his mouth till he popped his mouth off of me.

“Oh, shit. I’m so-”

I cut myself off when I saw him cover his mouth with the back of his hand and swallow.

Fuck, that was hot.

My hands went from his head to grab onto the collar of his shirt before I pulled him up to me. I crashed my lips to his, tilting my head to deepen the kiss.

Zeke placed his hands on my face before running his tongue along my lips. I opened my mouth and let his tongue tangle with mine, tasting myself on his tongue.

I twisted my body so I went to fall back onto the couch, pulling Zeke on top of me, our lips never leaving the other. He placed his knees on either side of my hips, his elbows on either side of my head, making sure he doesn’t crush me under him.

I wrapped my leg around his waist and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. As we separated, my hands went to the back of his shirt collar and pulled the fabric over his head, leaving his top half exposed.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” He breathed out as he went to attack my neck with his lips.

I sighed and tilted my head to give him more access. My hands went to trace the outlines of his chest, before going lower to his jeans. My fingers started playing with the buckle of his belt.

I wanted to touch him so badly, make him feel good like he did for me. And continues to do. He pulled the collar of my hoodie to the side before biting down on my shoulder, making me let out a loud moan.

My hands sped up, unbuckling his belt before going to unbutton and unzip his jeans. I stuck my hand into the waistband of his boxers and I rubbed my fingers against his fold. And, fuck, he was already wet.

I rubbed my pointer finger against his clit, making him gasp and pant against my shoulder. He started placing open-mouthed kisses against my shoulder and neck as I continued rubbing my finger against him.

“God, I want you so badly right now.” He mumbled against my throat. He let out a moan as I moved my hand further down, till I stuck my finger inside him, my thumb now doing circles around his clit. My other hand went to the waistband of his jeans and started to pull them down. If I could just get these stupid jeans off-

My eyes widened as I heard the front door click open and the collective gasps. “Whoa, okay.” Levi said as she went to quickly close the door. “I’m gonna give you guys a minute to collect yourselves, then we’ll come in again.”

Zeke groaned in annoyance against my neck. I was frozen. I had completely forgotten that I still had my hand down his pants.

“Hey, as great as this is…I’m gonna need you to take your hand back.” Zeke smirked down at me. I was careful not to retract my hand too quickly. He got off of me and redid his jeans and belt, then bent down to grab his shirt. He looked over at me again and smirked wider. “You also might want to put your dick back in your pants before they come back in.”

I quickly sat up and readjusted myself. My face was so warm. I looked up to see Zeke had already pulled his shirt back on, slightly disappointed.

“No need to pout, Mon Amour.” He leaned down and cupped my face in his hands before leaning in close to my ear. “Next time, I’ll make sure we won’t get interrupted.”

Then, he kissed below my ear and backed away before his sisters opened the door again. I couldn’t look any of them in the eyes.

“I’m assuming your talk went well?” Luna asked. I saw her smirk from the corner of my eye. I covered my face again.

“I should go.” I blurted out. “I-It’s getting late anyway, so…”

“I can walk you home.” Zeke offered.

“N-No, it’s okay.” I tried to offer him a reassuring smile as I took his hand and squeezed it. “I’ll text you when I make it home.”

He nodded, not wanting to push it. In truth, if he walked me home, I might end up jumping him in the nearest alleyway and finish what we started.

I let go of his hand and started making my way towards the front door, keeping my head low as I passed by his sisters.

The walk home was uneventful. I blasted my music on my earbuds as I walked, trying to take my mind off of everything for a while. But, my mind kept going back to the events of the last hour. How pretty he looked with my cock in his mouth as he looked up at me. How amazing he looked with his shirt off. How hot he sounded when he moaned for me.

I needed a cold shower.

As I walked into the house, I was immediately bombarded with questions from Minho. “How did it go? Did it go well? I’m assuming it did, you’ve been gone for hours. Why is your face red? Did something happen?” Then, he paused and squinted before pulling my collar down more. “Is that a new hickey?”

I immediately covered my face and groaned as I fell onto the couch and laid there, wishing I could just die. I felt Minho pat my leg, signaling me to move so he could sit next to me. Reluctantly, I sat up and pulled my knees to my chest.

“So…new hickey.” He poked me in the shoulder. “I’m assuming it went good.”

“It went great, actually.” I blurted out.

“Great?” He raised an eyebrow. “Did you have sex?”

“No!” I covered my face with my knees. And I started mumbling everything to him. How we kissed, kinda confessed actually. I fell asleep during our movie and had a wet dream. Zeke helping me with my problem. Us slowly making our way towards having sex on the couch. And then his sisters walking in.

Minho was trying hard not to laugh, I could tell. But, he patted my shoulder, making me look up at him. “He’s good with his mouth, isn’t he?” He gave me a knowing look.

Oh, right. They used to date. I keep forgetting that.

I hid my face again. “Yeah…he is.”

Ezekiel Mitchell

“What was that?” Levi had us sitting in our usual gossip circle with wine glasses in our hands. “You know our rule, no fucking on the couch.”

“I don’t remember agreeing to that rule.” I smirked as I took a sip of my wine. I totally would’ve fucked him on that lumpy couch. “Why didn’t you stay out longer anyway?”

“It was getting late, what did you want us to do?” Levi asked. “We weren’t gonna walk the streets all night just so you could get dicked down.”

“Anyway.” Luna interrupted. “I think we know the really important questions that actually need to be answered.” Luna and Levi shared a look before looking back at me. “How far did you go? Was the dick good at least?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. Of course this was information they wanted to know. “I mean, I sucked his dick, we made out, he fingered me. Almost got my pants off too. And, if I might say, it was pretty good.” Then, I frowned at them. “Would’ve been a lot better if I got further than that!”

“There’s always next time, right?” Luna finished her glass before reaching for the bottle. “Assuming we didn’t scare him off.”

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out to see I got a message from Jisung.

Jisung : i made it home safe

Jisung : i also had a really good time tonight

Jisung : lets do it again sometime

Jisung : without interruptions hopefully

Me : absolutely. nothing would make me happier

Me : <3

Jisung : <3

I let out a sigh of relief. They didn’t scare him off. And it seemed like he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I couldn’t help but smile.

We ended our little gossip session shortly after. It was getting really late and we had classes in the morning. But, I kept tossing and turning. My mind kept going back to earlier. How his cock felt in my mouth. When he smashed his lips to mine and pulled me on top of him. How his fingers felt against me.

I needed a cold shower.

~~~~~

Throughout the week, Jisung and I would sneak kisses in between classes. Unfortunately for us, our schedules didn’t line up to meet up after classes or work. I was slowly getting more annoyed since Levi and Luna had cockblocked us at the beginning of the week.

So, when Levi showed up at the apartment after Chan’s tattoo appointment, I knew I needed to return the favor.

#SKZfanfics #stray kids college au #stray kids fanfic #stray kids smut #stray kids x original characters #original female characters #original male character #bang chan x original character #seo changbin x original character #han jisung x original character

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mestruazioni · 2 years ago

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my dad told me to write a book about this past week but I don't have the strength so I'm gonna make a tumblr post about it.

starting wednesday: my great aunt dies. she was 88, so it's fine, just terribly depressing she died in a nursing home because her husband refused to have her at home in her last days. her husband, who has always been a control freak and the most stingy person I will ever meet, is Going Through It.

he's letting me and my mom and aunts do what we need to do for the showing, but he's controlling it all and yelling. the stingy part comes out when he asks the funeral director if the fridge connected to the coffin with his wife's body inside must stay connected to the electricity and must stay on. laughter ensues. honestly, thank god he asked in advance, otherwise he definitely would have pulled it out of the outlet. I can just imagine walking into his house the next day with the smell of rotting corpse. next day, he gets a 40° fever that simply won't go down.

aunts and everyone else starts going "please please don't make us have a double funeral". he is yelling blasphemy as they take his temperature multiple times a day. it's also worth saying he recently got his bladder removed and so now he pees in a bag. since he's a cheapskate, he doesn't empty it in the toilet, otherwise he'll have to flush and water is expensive I guess. so every couple of hours he wants to go in the garden and fuckin. piss in there. he falls down as he goes, hurts his ribs. fever goes up again. doc says ribs are okay. sure. fine. okay. fever goes down and up throughout the next four days. we're all worried sick, but luckily it doesn't get worse than that.

anyway. funeral happens on friday. it's sad, of course it's sad. when I get home, I start feeling sick. I realize I probably dressed too lightly for the weather. I wanted to serve cunt to a funeral and I paid the price. the toilet becomes my best friend. my cousin calls me, "I'm throwing up". oh shit, we realize, it's not cuz I was dressed too lightly! we both got a virus! I spend the entirety of friday night shitting and being unable to sleep. I get a light fever. saturday goes the same way.

"fuck," I say, as I remember I was supposed to go to my week-long spa holiday on sunday. I can't go. I can't get into thermal baths with diarrhea. I can't drive the 2 hours required to get there, I can barely get out of bed.

so I call the hotel. "I had a loss in my family" I say, instead of "I'm shitted me body and soul". "could I postpone my visit to next sunday?" I ask. they say "sorry for your loss! of course! it's no problem! we'll see you next sunday! so sorry for your loss again!" they say it so many times I start to think they themselves murdered my aunt. anyway, cool, see you next sunday.

the night between sunday and monday, I go to sleep at 6AM. I spend the entirety of the night tossing and turning, my legs killing me from the pain. never felt anything like it. got out of bed, barely made it down the stairs, got some painkillers, managed to sleep. in the meantime, my mother is worried sick for me.

I spend the week dealing with leg pain and eating nothing, I just don't feel hunger, I lose 2kgs. I go to work and spend entire days doing nothing, since I have next to nothing to do. I was supposed to be in a spa, after all. at some point, the cat throws up next to my head while I was sleeping.

I call the hotel again, just to make sure everything is okay and the new booking actually went through. they say yes, everything is fine, we'll see you on sunday. yes my friends. yes you will. I can't wait for you.

anyway.

it's finally friday! can't believe I'm finally going away on sunday, I can already feel the warmth of the thermal baths, the smell of the salt, the sauna... but no.

my car breaks. it's not moving. the motor light comes out and says HELP ME HELP ME I CANT BREATHE. I get it to a mechanic. we gotta change a part of the motor. do not even ask me what it is because I don't know. I never learned and never will. I just know where water and gas go, the rest is science I'm not mentally equipped to understand. long story short, the car can't be used.

I gotta rent a car.

I find one. my dad says he's gonna pay for it. love you my man. alright, let me put in your credit card info and we're good to go.

saturday I shit my soul again. "It's okay", I say, "this time you really were dressed too lightly" I say. I'm not gonna be sick at the spa, I'm not gonna reschedule again.

in the meantime, my mom gets paranoia. "too many things went wrong" she says, "you shouldn't leave. you didn't get a virus, it's probably a bacteria in the water. and you're going to thermal baths. it's going to be bad. don't go. please" I say MOTHER I AM BEGGING YOU DO NOT GIVE ME MORE ANXIETY

it's sunday now. let's go get this rented car and let's go to the hotel. my dad takes me to the rental place. I get checked in, everything goes okay. can't wait to try a new car! it's going to be so fun.

"we need the credit card of the main driver" the lady says. gurl. I don't have a credit card, I have a debit card. my dad says "use mine", the lady says "no it has to be registered to the main driver. it's in our terms and conditions" aw fuck! I'm an idiot! funny thing is, not only did I not read the terms and conditions, I didn't even know my card was a debit card. I thought it was credit. good day! good brain. adult.

fuck.

"I can give you a manual car, that way we won't need a card" girl I can't even keep queen's we will rock you beat, you think I'm capable of driving manual? no! I'm an idiot! I got the notif of when neil gaiman reblogged one of my posts tattooed on my body forever! I'm an impulsive idiot!!!!! I can't drive manual!!!!!!!

so we call the call center to cancel the booking. it takes 15 minutes. my anxiety attack is worsening. we manage to cancel it and get our money back, but now we need to find a new place to rent a car. thank god my dad didn't just drop me off and drive away. I'm holding his hand as he tells me it's all gonna be okay.

we find a new place to rent a car. they have a cool car and it's automatic. they accept debit cards. thank god. "you gotta pay for insurance, if nothing happens to the car we'll give it back to you when you get back" alright cool.

payment doesn't go through. ahah it's okay it happens sometimes let's try again.

payment doesn't go through. let's try actually inserting the card shall we

payment doesn't go through.

at this point I'm in full anxiety attack. what did I do. why doesn't the universe want me to go on this vacation. I have the money, I know I do, why isn't it going through? I am a failure.

"listen I'm going to make an exception and let your dad pay even if the card isn't in your name"

oh. oh lady. you gave me a "oh. oh." fanfic moment. absolute unit of a queen. total rebel. friend shaped. saint among mortals.

I finally get the fucking keys to the fucking car. I hug my dad, put on my playlist, fall in love with the car, call my dad to say "if you ever want to change cars consider this one". I work for Volkswagen now.

I get to the hotel. so beautiful. there's an old doggo at the entrance, she's gorgeous and fluffy and fun and lets me pet her belly. I find out it's actually the hotel's doggo. blessed place!!!!!

go to the receptionist, tell them my name and everything. they can't find me.

they can't. fucking. find me.

I don't even have the will to get anxious anymore. I'm just. done. it makes sense, I think. murphy's law hit me with a car, put it in reverse, ran me over another time and a few more times after that.

I am as tired as the senior doggo at the entrance is. I see the pool from the reception. I ache. there are four people at the reception now trying to find my fucking name in their servers.

"don't worry" they say, "we have availability, we just can't understand what happened"

I don't know whether to cry or cry at this point. they talk between themselves for a bit, they give me a coffee, I make small talk and laugh at the situation with them.

"to make up for the mistake we upgraded your original room for a better one at the same price" oh my sweet darlings

they give me my keys. I get to the room.

I fall on the bed.

war is over.

I close my eyes.

I'm still extremely paranoid. something bad is going to happen again, I can sense it. can't quite place it, I just feel it lurking around. I'm supposed to start relaxing, why do I feel like something is getting ready to attack me?

"Ah porcodio" I say, "succession ends tonight."

#eve

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indigo474 · 1 year ago

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Jan 14th- sunday sunday sunday

i meant to write all week but didnt.. so much happens, all the time.

I stopped to get gas one morning this week. Thursday? yes, thursday i know because i ran that morning and showered before work. As i was getting my gas i just happened to look over at the pump across they way from me and there were 2 guys checking me out.. it made me smile.. they were kids but still.. i looked behind me and there was another guy checking me out.. it use to make me feel a certain way.. not a good way- but this day- it made me feel good and also i get it.. i look good so i really cant blame them for looking..

tuesday i saw James and everything felt heavy. i lifted less but more reps which was fine with me. i was not feeling it..Thursday i dead lifted 200lbs.. another personal record. apparently this is what we do.. we dead lift. there is no limit as to how much we lift. my knees feel better. i ran a few times this week.. not real far.. 3miles. i ran friday morning in my neighborhood.. in the daylight. first time. i feel like i am making progress.. i have this thing about not being seen.. bizarre considering all i really want is to me seen .. but i'm also scared of being seen but i said fuck it.. i didnt have enough time to drive to the park and i really wanted to run.. so i did.. i'm not sure who saw me nor do i care.. progress.

i was in my feelings at the start of the week. there is a guy in my neighborhood who gives me an icky feeling. i know him but i dont. our daughters were friends in elementary school. i dont think he knows me.. but he smokes cigarettes and watches me run in the am. he reminds me of X.. i drove by his house one night and he was smoking with the door open. something X would have done..smoke in the door way -not really outside- smoke goes in the house.. anyway. i heard this guy leave early monday morning.. absurdly early. 4 ish. it reminded me of x, only he would leave at 3 something to go see his baby momma and his baby.. it brought back memories of the bullshit that i lived through and how messed up it all was .. i didnt deserve to be treated they way i was treated considering what X was up to. is this neighbor guy up to no good.. who knows..i'm just glad i don't have to worry about anyone doing me dirty. its kind of weird what can trigger a memory.. the great news is ..it's all great news.. the past doesnt matter- here now!!!

New York!! such a great time. Dancing in times square! Times Square.. electric.. I was so glad to share the experience with Madison. We went to a museum to see Taylor swifts clothes. MAds is going to London in Aug to see swift- and wants me to go. I am on the fence. i need to make a decision by the end of this week. I am amazed by the number of people in the city.. amazed.. it was a fun visit and i would like to go back. weird thing.. we went to lunch and the other mother we were with was super excited when she saw alcohol on the menu .. i told her i was going to have an iced tea because caffeine.. it was like i ruined the party.. i told her to go ahead and order a drink.. she declined. it made me feel weird.

i made it 10 days.. 14 days porn free and vibrator free.. it was a lot of work to make myself orgasm-i'm just happy i could do it without watching porn.

I got myself a book light and i absolutely love it.. and it was on sale. it makes reading in bed so much better.. just a little light.. i actually really love it. im still reading the Bhgavad gita.. i'm still excited for this year.. not so much this winter.. it is cold and i am over it. i think we are getting snow. i hope it isnt true. I am falling in love with myself more and more each day. it sounds weird to say, type, think, feel.. i am in a love affair with me.. i am looking forward to having next weekend off.. i am still waiting for my King... i hope he is somewhere happy. someday i will tell him about all the days i prayed for him before i knew him.

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lolosrollercoaster · 1 year ago

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so - back on an I need to write this out to process it and I guess im sharing it mood.

So ... been looking for a job since April, took a bit of a break in May but was supposed to be back in it by now but I'm just. exhausted. the depression has come back full force and I'm now lk desperate and financially stressed af.

So anyways, all of these months I kept just mass applying when I could get myself to with the full resume I had - no changes. no tailoring it to an application etc. and then I decided to apply again to this one place in sept - even though last year when I applied I hadn't had much luck, but this time around there was a position very similar to my last one - and I was lk fuck it I gotta do it.

in the mean time I've kinda been going to a psychiatrist since lk august to be evaluated bc I think I might also have ADHD. But anyways she thinks that I need to leave my house, see ppl and rejoin life in order to see if my problems are from lack of doing anything and so my mental health is fucked bc im lk stuck at home feeling useless or if its because of something else - lk idk something is inherently wrong with me lol. I think she'd shit on me if I said that out loud to her. she's kinda cool - lk intimidating cool but not in a bad way. she's just such a no nonsense person and she'll read you lk you're an open book you cant get much past her.

my mom had to go in to share what she'd seen happening with me (aka lk the outsiders perspective of what changes can be seen in me since Ive been mentally fucked) and she was so nervous ahahaha and then in the end she was lk wait do I want an appointment with her for myself? my mom is a whole character. if only y'all knew.

anyways back to the job thing, so she told me to apply to anything, I just needed to get a routine going again. so I applied to a bunch of things. and then I got a message about a grocery store job on indeed and tried to reply but I couldn't help but feel a bit sad bc I thought man I finally got a grown up job and now I'm back to my OG job roots, back to the grocery store life. And honestly I think a lot of my extended family has fucked me up on that bc they're so snobbish about these jobs. ANYWAYS so I didnt hear anything back after I answered them 🤷🏻‍♀️ so I thought ok . and around that time I had stopped applying.

fast forward to the past 2 weeks - my dog got sick, I got sick - we had the worst flu, I've had the worst period of the last few years, ive been out of it, my mom has been out of it, my dog has been out of it - also right - my grandmas death etc. (truly Oct is kinda dead to me now. so yay on that 😭 one less thing to look forward to which is sad when you didn't have much left) but yeah so then I see this email late Friday evening - which shit I usually check my email daily but this time I had forgotten bc id been sick - it was an email from Wednesday from that job I'd applied in sept that was a lot lk the one I'd left earlier in the year. and they wanted to interview me this week - Wednesday or Thursday. I managed to reply as soon as I saw it. and then I got a confirmation that Monday for it - it was an in person interview today.

I tried to prep for it as best as I could while physically dying a bit - bc lk I said been experiencing the period from hell. And yknow what that means? I'm so fucking emotionally wrecked atm- so anyways my dad drove me I somehow managed to be there, I was early, dressed professionally and everything - had even practiced some answers ... and then idk man - I think I fucked it up. They asked follow ups or clarifications of my answers but by the end I wasn't sure how to feel except man definitely didn't get that. they told me they'd make a decision by next week and let me know either way.

and the worse or weirdest part is I've spent the past few days since I found out about it trying to downplay it - lk its fine, you don't need this, if it's for you then it will be for you and if it isn't then it isn't. but I felt so sad walking out - lk idk I just got that feeling that they didn't like me. so now I'm all sad - even if all I've felt recently is that idgaf anymore and I'm ok with just dying - bc yup I got that passive suic*dal ideation down to a routine now. anyways - if anyone has any words of encouragement I'll take them but yeah I am sad .... and I have little to nothing left to give. it's been draining to say the least. and the worst part is I know my parents are just going to be encouraging and even my psychiatrist -she told me that I would get a job and it wouldn't matter who and if for some reason I didn't get something I should just think of it "well they weren't capable of seeing how great you are and what an asset you'd be to their team and that's fine because that just means it is not the job for you" but it still makes me sad know? I have trouble letting go of things and I'm way too hard on myself so it's just - A LOT.

anyways thats my life update.

#unemployment #sad thoughts

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footygirl114 · 3 years ago

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Desconectar (Alexia Putellas x Reader)

Part 2 as promised of Amiga en Linea, this picks up right where that one leaves off if you need a refresher read that first! Also this whole angst filled mess is for @grapefruit-personified who deserves it after having her boss babe attitude on point this weekend

“What are you doing here?” You immediately ask Alexia. When you had turned around and saw the person who has made your life a living hell made your stomach drop. You didn’t understand what was going on.

She takes a step closer to you, you immediately hold up your hand to get her to stop. She freezes, but looks up at you and says “I think we both know why I’m here”

“No” you respond immediately “This cant be real, this has to be the universe playing a cruel joke on me. Please tell me you were just out for a walk and noticed me sitting here.”

She shakes her head and responds “No Y/N, You asked me to meet you here, said you’d be in the red USA jersey”

You shake your head and choke back a sob, you take another step back as you say “This cant be happening”

“Hey hey, Y/N, don’t say that, Im the same person who you’ve been talking to online this while time” she says softly in a reassuring tone.

“No, you have been the one who’s made my life hell, you have made me feel like I don’t belong, you made the team become an environment where no one wanted to even talk to me. You are the reason I regret ever coming to Barcelona” you tell her as you can feel the tears start to fall down your cheeks.

“Y/N, please lets talk about this” Alexia says as she tries to step into you again.

You step back again and shake your head and say “No. I think if you know me as well as you think you do, you will know that I need to not be here right now. If you care about me anywhere near I care about you, then you will let me.”

As you see her standing there not moving or objecting, you turn and walk away slowly, then starting to jog. You cannot be anywhere near her right now. You know it’s not the most professional thing to do for your career, but you cant be here right now. Next thing you know you have stopped and packed a bag and are waiting for a flight home. You spoke to your coach who agreed to give you a week to head home and get your head on straight.

Landing back in London was like a breath of fresh air, you couldn’t wait to fall into your brothers arms, you knew a few days in his presence and seeing your niece would make you feel a lot better. The one thing you did once you landed was call Claudia, she has been the one teammate who you have grown close to and you didn’t want her to be left in the dark on Monday when you weren’t at practice.

She had known about you having your internet friend, but not about meeting them the night before. You made her promise she wouldn’t do anything but you told her what you were thinking. Alexia was playing you the whole time, there is no way she didn’t know and she clearly did not want you to be on the team.

Claudia was on your side, but she also didn’t believe that the Alexia she knew could do that to someone. She tried telling you this but you weren’t having it so she left it alone. She agreed to not tell anyone why you went home, but that she was there for you if you needed anything.

Spending the week at home was exactly what you needed to reset your mind. You knew that your niece would make everything better. It was still hard and awkward that she loved Alexia, but you pushed on. Your brother on the other hand would not let you off as easy as your niece. On your second night there, he had gone to put your niece to bed and you were sat outside by the fire with his wife.

He came back out handed you a beer settled in beside you and immediately asked “Y/N what’s going on?”

“Nothing, it's fine, I just needed a break” you tell him. You look up and immediately catch the look him and his wife exchange “Oh come on, I am fine”

“no Y/N you are not” he responds to you “Please we are here for you”

You can see the love in their eyes and it finally cracks the facade you have put up and you can feel the tears start to fall down your cheeks. They both move to you immediately and sit on either side of you and wrap you in their arms. You feel so loved surrounded by your family that you finally feel the sobs release from your chest.

“I didn’t think it would be this hard” you say to the night sky when you finally catch your breath from the sobbing. You can feel both of them rubbing their hands on your back and helps to calm you as you tell them the story. You keep it short and sweet, about how hard it has been at practice and with the team, and how you found solace in your online friend, and how Alexia has been playing you the whole time.

“Im not sure how I am supposed to go back there” is how you finish off the story.

Your brother starts with “Y/N, how can you be sure she knew you were the one she was talking to online?”

You shake your head and respond “Because she has been nothing but rude to me, she clearly just needed to feel better about herself. There’s no way she didn’t know”

“I think you need to talk with her before you can jump to any conclusions” Your brother chimes in.

You stand up and turn to them both and say “No, I came here to forget, please don't be rational with me” they both nod and you add “Im going to bed.” Lying in your bed that night you think back on your interactions, but you keep circling back to she had to know, cause there is no way she’s the same person you were falling for online.

When you finally return back to Barcelona, you are met at the airport by Claudia, who offered to pick you up. You are happy you don't have to go to training today, but you also feel better about being back here after the perceptive you gained from heading home.

You are immediately pulled into a hug from Claudia when you walk out of the airport, and she tightens her arms around you as she says “I’ve missed you Y/N, it hasn’t been the same without you”

Pulling back you smile at her and say “I’ve missed you to Claudia.”

Once your both in the car and on the ride home, when she tells you what’s been happening at trainings. “So, Alexia has been getting on my nerves all week”

“Claudia, I told you not to get involved” you tell her, as you turn slightly in the passenger seat so you are facing her.

She shakes her head but remans looking at the road as she tells you “She’s been acting different all week, its like she’s the victim in this situation. Or like some kicked her puppies. Its been frustrating because she knows exactly why you aren’t here”

“thank you for having my back” you tell her immediately and then continue “I’m sorry you are involved”

She pulls up outside your condo and asks “What are you going to do at training tomorrow?”

“Honestly, just act like nothing happened, and hope to get through the season then deal with it from there” you say with a small shrug.

She laughs and agrees and says “Im glad your back Y/N, I have your back just so you know”

You both say your goodbyes and you head in to your apartment, where you will spend the night alone. At multiple points you catch your self logging on to your online account to chat to your friend, but you remember you cant. You turn your phone off after the third time, and you decide to spend the night preparing to go back to training.

You walk into the training facility and it is very reminiscent to your first day, just like that first day you pause before you enter the dressing room. You take a deep breath and prepare for the interrogation when you walk into the change room. You walk in to most of the team there and it being a loud and friendly environment.

“Y/N! Welcome back” Mapi notices you first and gives you a high five.

Multiple other teammates join in and you start to settle a bit, you notice Alexia is not here yet, you take your time getting changed and after you are ready you notice most of the team has filtered out. You are leaned over lacing your shoes and hear the door open and close. Assuming its someone leaving you don’t bother to look up.

You notice someones shoes walk up to you and you hear “Y/N?”

You look up into the eyes of Alexia, and you notice as well that the locker room is empty, you try to get up and walk away from her when she places her hand on your arm to stop you. “Alexia please, I’m going to be late”

“Can we please talk?” she says to you with a hint of desperation in her voice.

You shake your head and look up at the ceiling when you tell her “No, please leave me alone. Haven’t you done enough to me?”

“Y/N, please let me explain, It’s not what you think” she pleads again.

Before you can respond the locker door swings open and Claudia pokes her head in and asks “Y/N? you good?” You immediately see her eyes darken when she notices Alexia there with you.

“Yeah Im ready, let’s go” you tell Claudia and you yank your arm out of Alexia’s grip to head to the training ground.

Once the door closes Claudia immediately asks “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, let's just get to practice” you say with a small smile.

It’s a few days later after many more awkward encounters with Alexia, that things start to turn. You haven’t been fully left alone with Alexia, since Claudia has taken to not leaving you alone with her at the training facilities.

You have been in the physio room with ice on your knee waiting for the timer to go off so you can head home from training. The physio had stepped out and you were left alone in your thoughts when Alexia walks into the room, you look over and see its her and you cant help but to groan and roll your eyes.

“Seriously Alexia, are you really going to force me to talk with you?” you ask with a bit of attitude.

She nods, and take another step closer to you as she says “Listen Y/N, you need to hear me out. I know hat you are thinkin-“

“No Alexia, you don’t know what I am thinking” you interrupt her “You have no idea what Im thinking because if you did you wouldn’t be trying to talk to me right now. You have made me look like a fool once, and I certainly won’t be falling for your tricks again.”

She stands there looking confused as she says “What? you left me standing there like an idiot Y/N?”

You shake your head as your timer goes off you grab the ice from your knee and hop off the table. You cant help but say one last thing as your leaving “You have been playing me the whole time, you used me to make your self feel better.” Then you head right out the door.

During the next game, you can see the chemistry off between you and Alexia, and you know it's hurting the team. You both are normally much more connected and on their games. You vow at half time to make things better at least for the sake of the team and winning the game.

After the team talk at half time when everyone else is heading out of the change room, you grab Alexia by the arm and say “Listen we need a truce during games, we’re not connecting and we need to be able to in order to win this game.”

She looks at you and down to the hand on her arm as she softly responds “Okay, I miss playing with you Y/N”

You shake your head and reminder her “when 90 minutes is over the true is off”

She smiles sadly and says “I know.”

The truce works and the team ends up fighting back and winning. You both connected well and created goals together, and even celebrated together. Once the game was over that feeling of betrayal came back in full force and the truce was immediately forgotten.

A week after your truce and you just don't have the energy to be angry anymore, you have started to try and go out more. You have taken to jogging in the city, but today you decide to run along the water. Lost in thought and the music blaring through your headphones you don't realise you have ended up at the bench where everything happened.

You pause at the bench and decide to take a seat to catch your breath. Sitting there staring out at the ocean lost in thought you don't notice someone walk up behind you. “Y/N?” you hear behind you and you turn and notice Alexia coming towards you.

“Seriously? are you following me now?” you ask in an annoyed tone.

You notice her hesitate and then decide to push on she steps closer and asks softly “Can I sit? I think we should talk”

Deciding that you’ve had enough of the fighting you nod you head but otherwise remain silent.

She sits beside you leaving enough space to not be touching, she take a moment to reflect before she asks “You said I made a fool out of you? I don't know how Y/N”

You look over at her and can see she has a deeply hurt expression on her face and that she’s clearly hurting over that fact. Taking a deep breath you start “There is no way you didn’t know it was me Alexia, you had to have known. Thats how you made a fool out of me”

She shakes her head and says “Y/N, I had no idea it was you. All you were was this amazing girl that allowed me to be me, and share some of deepest fears with you. I was .. I am falling for you.”

At this point you have tears gathered in the corners of your eyes and you look up to her and ask “how am I supposed to believe you, the you that I know has been horrible to me in person”

“I am so so sorry about how I’ve treated you, you did not deserve it. But I didn’t know how to stop it.” she tells you in a soft voice.

You stand up and say “I don’t know if I am ever going to be able to connect the you who made my life horrible and the you who I was falling for together Alexia.”

“Wait Y/N, you have to let me try to prove I am the same person” she pleads with you as she reaches for your hand.

You don't let her grab your hand as you start to move away you tell her “I am not sure I am willing to open myself up to you again”

You can’t look back as you jog away wiping the tears from your eyes.

#alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso #espwnt x reader

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minouyujis · 3 years ago

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friday | new message from: y/n

y/n: i just got done having a breakdown ohmygodh

megumi: hello to you too

y/n: YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED GIRL

megumi: "girl"

y/n: i'm so sad they had no reasob to beat up jaden smith this badly in karate kid

megumi: you're watching a movie

y/n: yes

y/n: it's called karate kid

megumi: ...so i've been told

y/n: yeah its about a kid learning karate idk

megumi: i would have never guessed

y/n: ok anyways im so sad stop before i cryi again I CANT ALL HE WANTS IS TO HAVE A CRUSH on the violin girl

megumi: why do you type like that

y/n: it's impulsive pls 😭😭😭😭😭 I CANT HELP IT

megumi: i don't get it

megumi: i'm going to bed

y/n: DO EMOJIS SCARE U THIS MUCH OR SOMETHING damn

megumi: goodnight

y/n: 🖕

monday | new message from: y/n

y/n: pls this is so boring

megumi: ....

y/n: what

megumi: why are you texting me... we're literally right next to each other...

y/n: um maybe bc we cant speak 🙄

megumi: ok

y/n: can we do like random trivia questions while we wait for this to end

megumi: ok

y/n: ok

y/n: whats ur fav color

megumi: i don't know if i have one to be exact

y/n: black?

megumi: kind of basic. it's just a color i feel fits best for me most of the time

y/n: ok so ur favorite color is black got it

megumi: i didn't say that.

y/n: next question

y/n: whats ur favorite music artist

megumi: do you mean who?

y/n: ok anyways i'm thinking ur like an alternative music listener person idk

megumi: sure

y/n: whats ur spirit animal

megumi: dog

y/n: so boring OH MY GOSH

y/n: i'm going to need u to step ur game up

megumi: these are literally getting to know a person questions and you're getting mad at me for giving you honest answers

y/n: maybe it u said something else i wouldn't be snoozing 😴

megumi: wouldn't that be lying about myself?

y/n: focus on ur work NOW

wednesday | new message from: megumi

megumi: HEY 🥺💝🤤🤪😍😵🤩🥰

y/n: what..

y/n: who kidnapped u omfg

megumi: what are u talking about bestie its me 🥺😍🤣🤣 LOL

y/n: hi yuuji

megumi: hi

megumi: nice convos u got up there ROFLLL

y/n: STOP LOOKING THROUGH OUR MESSAGES me and my associate have very private lives and would like to continue to keep it that way.

megumi: ok

megumi: wyd im bored

y/n: um first of all wheres megumi

megumi: sleeping LOL i saw his phone on the floor and just grabbed it

y/n: omg dont scroll too far 🙊

megumi: please don't ever text yuuji back if he manages to take my phone again

thursday | new message from: y/n

y/n: can you check to see if i left my phone charger in my room pls i cannot believe im back home without a charger

Megumi has read your message

y/n: ok

y/n: so is it in there

Megumi has read your message

y/n: this is feeling like us meeting for the first time all over again

Megumi has read your message

y/n: i will now take it upon myself to find someone more useful than u tyvm

friday | new message from: megumi

megumi: sorry for the late response, i was busy and left my phone on while you texted

Y/n has read your message

Y/n is typing...

y/n: ok then why didn't you text back after you WEREN'T busy

megumi: i was busy all day?

y/n: u don't sound so sure

megumi: i'm not going to do this with you

y/n: okay bye

megumi: alright

sunday | new message from: megumi

megumi: are you done being mad?

y/n: megumi

y/n: you... you double texted

megumi: ...

megumi: is it a crime? i don't get it

y/n: DID U MISS ME aww 🥺🙊

megumi: i'm just wondering if you're done being a crybaby over a charger

y/n: it's ok i'm coming back tomorrow anyways and we can go back to binge watching ur boring ass documentaries 😍

megumi: you're the one who asks me what i want to watch though

y/n: do u wanna watch

megumi: no thanks

y/n: um i didn't finish

megumi: i already know what you were going to say

y/n: what was it then huh u freak

megumi: some idiotic joke that nobody uses anymore from five years ago

y/n: deez nuts is a joke from 2013 pls take up on ur knowledge

megumi: my fault for not analyzing that joke as much as you do

y/n: u wanna know what u should analyze

megumi: what

y/n: ur dogs 😍

megumi: ....what

y/n: i tried to make it sound like a ur mom joke because i didn't wanna say ur mom if u didn't grow up with her

y/n: that would be so rude omg

Megumi has read your message

Megumi is typing...

megumi: that's kind of thoughtful coming from you

y/n: u wanna know what else is thoughtful

megumi: Stop.

monday | new message from: y/n

y/n: hey i miss you

megumi: yeah thanks

y/n: "i miss you too y/n 😍"

megumi: sure

y/n: wyd

megumi: waiting for you

y/n: wait u actually miss me?

megumi: i guess

y/n: OMG STOP

y/n: ur such a softie megumi gumi gumi)):

megumi: are you almost here?

y/n: yesyesyes

y/n: do u wanna cuddle

megumi: sure

y/n: YAYAYAYA

y/n: movie night?

megumi: yeah

y/n: OK OMG

y/n: im so excited ahh i missed u so much

megumi: me too

megumi: i got those candies you like

y/n: wtf

y/n: i love you ))::

Megumi has seen your message

Megumi is typing...

megumi: i love you toSkdjsjjddjndd

Megumi is typing...

megumi: ily

Megumi is typing...

megumi: i love you Hmdoskdfg oh my fucking god

Megumi is typing...

megumi: shut up

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fqiryspit · 3 years ago

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𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ; 𝐞.𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠?

summary: y/n went to bed to fall into a new world where she met a boy, Eren. every night she would spend with this imaginary boy, but what happens when one wants to stop dreaming?

playlist

Chapter 6: 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙤

masterlist

Eren Yeager x Female Reader. College!AU

【ＥＲＥＮ'Ｓ　ＰＯＶ】

Saturday, 10:30 pm

Friday I told Y/n the words I regret most in my life

"I hate you"

I couldn't hop into bed any faster, I had so much to say to Y/n

slipping back into my dreams I waited and waited.

I need to apologize to y/n

I need to fix all this

I need her

I made the setting a deep murky forest, with animals all over, fog so thick you couldn't see your feet, deep trees covering the sky with cloudy weather, just for Y/n.

I wore black jeans and a loose gray cardigan over a black shirt, my hair tied back with a couple of strands falling out framing my face.

placing a picnic blanket at a clearing, I sat down, fiddling my fingertips as I waited for Y/n

only, she never showed.

after a while...I woke up

I felt funny when I woke up.

I felt lonely...

that hasn't happened in a while.

Sunday, 11:00 pm

maybe she was just mad?

she has to show tonight

I tried to make the setting calm, this time I made it an old library

I smiled as I remembered how she shifted the setting to an ancient library when I was panicking...

how she calmed me down so fast, how she knew what to do.

thinking about how we were both wrapped up in that blanket as we read together, the sound of thunder crashing outside was a nice background for the reading, only I knew nothing about the book since there was such a pretty girl in front of me, who would ever take their eyes off her?

pacing back and forth I tried to add more things to Y/n's liking...

I made the lights go out, only a single candle next to a book...

a storm raging outside, I made two cups of tea.

I picked up the tea and tried the drink, for it to taste like nothing.

fuck, I forgot I can't taste anything...

but the warmness in my stomach was replaced with a memory tea cant do

ᶠˡᵃˢʰᵇᵃᶜᵏ

"boba!" Y/n screamed making me jump

"boba?" "let's get boba!"

"Alright?" I chuckled as she walked down the street, the empty roads and the buildings of new york city were much more comforting than expected

"Do you know where you're going?" I asked for her to scoff at me

"Obviously, I just made one over here." and soon enough we were at a boba shop

"milk tea with boba is a staple" Y/n grinned as she stabbed her straw into her boba

she put her plush lips against the straw, sucking the boba pearls into her mouth where she chewed them only for her face to turn

"It has no taste"

"Oh, wanna get another one?" I scooched my drink over for her to try

"No like, it doesn't taste like anything" she tilted her head at the drink

"here!" she stuck the straw into my mouth for me to try

I blush madly at the indirect kiss, something so simple but made me go crazy

and yep, taste like nothing

"Aw, that's disappointing" I giggled

"I guess you can only do so much" she shrugged. my brows furrowed a bit when she said that

what does she mean? is she aware she's a figment of my imagination?

or is she saying there's only so much I can do? sense I'm the one dreaming?

ᶠˡᵃˢʰᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵒᵛᵉʳ

Y/n didn't show that night either

I woke up with a feeling of dread,

Y/n's really gone...

【Ｙ／Ｎ'Ｓ　ＰＯＶ】

Monday, 10:00 am

You were back to having regular dreams again...

You were slowly starting to forget features of Eren...

what was his nose shape again?

what was his laugh?

how tall was he?

all slowly slipping away

laying in your bed, wrapped up in your sheets you wish Sasha was back in town to come into your room and rip you out of bed

you sigh and get up, taking a shower that's louder than your thoughts.

your mind was empty, the silence was piercing.

you stayed in the shower for an hour, just so you didn't have to turn off the water and be met with the silence again

the warmth of the shower drowning your skin as the pitter patter~ sound of the water crashing against your body filled up your mind so you didn't have to think about what was making you feel so empty in the first place

Eren

Eren was gone.

he was the one thing that you looked forward to every night

every night you'd fall into a world

a world better than this one.

and now that world is gone, and you don't know why you're still in this one.

stepping out of the shower, you wrapped a towel around your body that was somehow colder than you. you stood there in the middle of your cramped bathroom as you stared at the water falling from your nose onto the floor

you put your hair into a low bun to get it out of the way as you put on dark green cargo pants and a black tank top just for it to be covered with a black jacket.

you looked out the window to see thick dark gray clouds hovering over woods outside your dorm

you quickly walked over to the kitchen and made yourself some iced coffee

sitting by the window you pulled out your sketchbook and took a sip of your iced coffee,

you really are lucky to get this view

the thick woods with the deep tall oak trees and the gray sky setting the mood perfectly

you started drawing a face, not really having anything in mind

soon you drew a puffy button nose with blush on it spreading to her cheeks with pointy ears and wings. yes, you were drawing a fairy.

so lost in your drawing you didn't even notice how it started pouring outside

you sadly looked at the rain, then at your empty iced coffee

yes, you love the rain. It's just you were planning to go to the cafe today

you decided fuck the rain, you wanted cake. you're gonna get cake.

you grabbed your umbrella and packed the tan tote bag that you snagged from your art class in the tenth grade

throwing your sketchbook and pencils in the bag you ran out of the dormitory, giggle the entire way as you sprinted to the cafe praying you wouldn't slip on the soaked pavement

your nose taking a light pink from the cold as you finally made it to the cafe, your lungs getting filled with the scent of warm pastries and freshly brewed coffee as you wrapped the strap around the umbrella and put it into your bag

you order a tiny piece of chocolate cake and a small hot coffee due to the weather

you pulled out a chair next to the window for the view of the rain falling onto the cars speeding by.

you munched on the cake as you mindlessly started sketching

it was a male this time

he had big doe eyes and hair that was tossed up in a bun.

then you remembered. and realized how stupid you look right now. so hung up on an imaginary boy to the point you started subconsciously drawing him

your head planted into the book and mentally groaned, then you heard a chair start to pull out

you look up to see a blond man with a light pink nose -probably due to the cold weather- and the brightest bluest eyes you've ever seen in your life

"U-uh can I sit here?" he shyly asked

"Oh sure" you smiled at him. usually, you'd get annoyed at people sitting next to you at cafes but you weren't with him, you actually admired by his sense of style with his white-collar under his dark green knitted sweater.

"thanks" he sat and took a sip of his coffee

"I'm Armin by the way"

Chapter 7

˜"*°•.˜"*°• see you soon •°*"˜.•°*"˜

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dreamescapeswriting · 4 years ago

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Unspoken Challenge ~ Bang Chan [M]

WORD COUNT: 4.2K

GENRE: Smut, fluffy, nerdy/dom chan

PAIRING: Nerd Bang Chan x Reader

WARNING: Light choking, squirting, Chan dom...I think that’s it

A pen was tapping over and over again on the desk behind you and it was starting to stress you out. The class was already hard enough you didn't need some moron making it worse, you took in a deep breath trying to push down the urge to smack whoever it was behind you. They'd done nothing but tap the pen onto the desk as if they were anxiously waiting for something to happen. As time passed the pen tapper got faster until you finally snapped, turning around and slamming your hands onto the desk making the pen tapping stop.

"Do you have any idea how god damn annoying you are?!" The boy behind you smirked as you snapped at him, he'd been doing it to wind you. Felix was the University player and liked it whenever girls talked back to him, it gave him a reason to shamelessly flirt with them.

"The dog bites, I like it." You rolled your eyes at the boy who had a giant smirk on his face. Lee Felix, he was one of the popular students at your university and you hated him and his group of friends. They did nothing but wind you and another student up - Christopher Bang - claiming that you were both cheating on tests or they would come up with some kind of nasty rumour about you both this week alone it was that you'd slept with the entire football team. It wound you up that they were always so cruel to Chan when he was nothing but sweet to everyone he met, it didn't bother you so much when they were mean to you but when they were mean to Chan it pissed you off.

"What's up princess? Chan cant get it up and satisfy you in bed?" A bunch of snickers followed the comment he made but you just rolled your eyes again, turning to face the front of as you started waiting for time to pass. 'princess' was Chan's nickname for you, no one else's and it irked you that someone else had the audacity to use it on you. All you had to do was make it through this one lesson and everything would be fine, you could go and find Chan, Minho and Seungmin and go for lunch. The only thing getting you through this lesson was the thought of lunch with your boyfriend and two close friends.

"We all know what you're after, a good dicking but you're not going to get it from Chan," Felix whispered in your ear as he leant forward to you. He noticed you watching the clock above the teachers head and chuckled softly,

"You can come to me anytime, I'll show you how a real man should fuck you..." Hearing his words you drowned out his voice thinking about the first time that you and Chan had been together...How he was nothing like you thought he would be. See, everyone had Chan pegged to be the super quiet, shy and nerdy type...Which he was but once you got him into the bedroom it was as if an alter ego took over. You called him Christopher since Chan hated whenever someone would call him by his long name.

"Running late?" Minho smirked as you began sprinting towards the student library as you ignored him but he just ran alongside you, teasing you repeatedly as you rushed to get to the door.

"Minho, fuck off. If I'm late again Chan will kill me." You mumbled as you slowed down to a walk outside the door, pushing the double doors open to see Chan had already packed up his things.

"Chan I was caught up at work-"

"Whatever, you clearly don't want to get through the class. I'm not wasting my time with you." You hated that he was blowing you off, you'd been trapped at a late shift so you couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't as though you had Chan's number so you could let him know what was going on. He was so private he wouldn't give you his mobile number or where his dorm was, you'd tried to get it from him but he wouldn't tell you.

"Chan I need to pass this class, work kept me behind and made me do a later shift...I want to pass this class please-" You were following him out of the library as he walked away from you, keeping his head down as he tried to ignore the fact that you were there. You weren't going to let him get away with ditching you, not when you really needed this from him. There was no one else you could go to. No one was as smart as Chan and he knew that.

"It's Friday night, just go out and drink...Whatever it is you do on a Friday." He mumbled to you, stopping himself from walking when you stood in front of him. This was the first time he looked at you properly today, you weren't in your normal attire. Normally you'd be in jeans and a low cut top but today you were in a diner dress and some tennis shoes. The nametag on your dress being the giveaway that it was your work attire.

"We can do this Monday, I have plans tonight." He mumbled moving away from you but all he could think about was the dress you were wearing and the way you looked in the dress. He wasn't an idiot, he knew you were good looking but he also knew you were out of his league so he was never going to do anything. That didn't stop his mind from wandering about things though, the things he would do to you if you were his and he could have his way with you. Punishing you for being late to an important study session, punishing you for the way you wore low cut tops and bent over in front of him. Sometimes he thought you only did those things just to tease him.

Minho chuckled at you as you watched Chan walking away, his leg was kicked up on the wall behind him as he laughed at you.

"You're not going to drop this are you?" You shook your head at his question and demanded Chan's dorm room number. You knew they were living in the same dorm building and he had to know where Chan was. There was no way you were going to not study, Chan was the smartest kids in the university and not to mention in your course. He was your only hope of passing the test on Tuesday.

The door swung open but Chan didn't seem too happy to see you standing there. The smile on his face dropped and he rolled his eyes, he thought you were the pizza he'd ordered himself. His ''plans'' for Friday night were to sit alone watching the new Anime that had come out with a pizza.

"I told you we could study Monday-" He went to shut the door but you pushed your foot in front of it stopping him from doing so if you were anybody else he would have continued to shut the door.

"Chan, the test is Tuesday. Please. I'm hopeless without your help." He nodded at you not disagreeing that you were hopeless in it and not being able to resist the puppy dog look in your eyes so let you into his dorm room.

"You get one hour, any more than that I'll charge you." You excitedly threw your arms around him, jumping up and down as you thanked him over and over again but his mind was racing. You were still in the diner outfit that made his mind wander over everything, he could feel your chest pressed against him that made him bite his lip.

"Y-Yeah, come on in." He stuttered out, pushing his thick black glasses onto his face as he shut the door behind you.

"What exactly is the part you're struggling on?" He questioned as he walked you into the living area of his apartment, sitting you down and sitting beside you with his own books.

"If I say all of it will you kill me..." He raised his eyebrows at you and shook his head, he had no idea how you could have been struggling with any of it. He was helping the tutor grade papers and all of yours were on par with his. You were smart to say you were one of the popular girls in the University,

"I've been behind because of work, I haven't had time to get as much studying as I would like done." He nodded along with you and then he started questioning you on small bits from the classes that week. Wanting to know what you did and didn't know so he could come up with a studying style that would be best for you.

Later that night you woke up to a blanket being laid over you, you flinched looking up to see Chan standing there. He'd been grilling you for most of the night with questions and when his pizza finally arrived he shared it with you. Choosing to help you rather than throwing you to the curb like he said he was going to do,

"You fell asleep, you looked peaceful so I was going to just-" You shook your head, telling him that he didn't have to explain himself to you.

"C-Can I come over during the weekend? I don't have a shift so I can study for longer. Unless you have plans?" You suggested, getting up from the sofa and hunting around for your bag, the only plans he had would be the anime and he liked the idea of helping you far more than that.

"I don't have plans...You can come tomorrow." He whispered as he began walking you to the door, checking outside of the door to make sure the male tutor wasn't around and you wouldn't get scolded for being in the boy's dorm. The one rule on campus, no girls in the boy's dorms, no boys in the girl's dorms.

"Thanks for this Chan, I owe you one." Without even thinking, you stood up on your tiptoes to give him a small kiss on the cheeks. His ears began to turn a bright red colour making you giggle as you quietly snuck out of his room and headed home, looking forward to the weekend of studying with him. Chan's hand slowly raised to his cheek as he touched where your lips had been, he groaned to himself ignoring the tent that was starting to pitch in his jeans. It was just a stupid kiss yet his mind kept wandering back to the butterflies he'd been feeling.

The next night you were sitting together after studying all day, it felt as though you were in class rather than studying. Chan had different tests laid out for you, flashcards and study folders all laid out for you to work from.

"I could rip my eyeballs out, how do you get all of this done." You yawned at him, it seemed as though he just glanced at a page and the information would instantly be implanted into his brain.

"You're like one of those Aliens, aren't you? You absorb information with one glance!" The fake gasp that came from you made Chan laugh which sent butterflies to your stomach, you'd not heard him laugh like that before. The smile on his face was enough to make your whole body feel like you were floating, he looked so cute when he smiled like that. A small dimple on his cheek and the way his eyes scrunched together,

"You have a really pretty smile," You whispered before you even realised you were talking aloud, a giant blush spread along Chan's freckled cheeks and his ears turned a brighter red than before.

"I'm sorry cutie, I didn't mean to embarrass you." You squeezed his cheeks playfully but his hand gripped onto your wrist to stop you from babying him like you were,

"Don't treat me like I'm a baby, I'm not." He growled at you, you were taken back a little not expecting this side to come from him it and interested you a lot.

"I-I'm sorry, I was just playing...You are cute though Chan." Your comment was only met by another growl and he moved away from you muttering something under his breath that you didn't hear.

"Chan?" You went to reach for him to apologise but he grabbed your wrists again, pinning you to the sofa below him. You squirmed under his grasp looking up into his dark eyes as he stared down at you,

"I'm not some cute little nerd," You let out a small whimper as you looked up at him. A pool went down to your core at the way he looked at you, his eyes had darkened over and it wasn't the nerdy Chan you knew. You squirmed once again under his grasp.

"Squirming so much and I haven't even touched you," He smirked and you could have sworn the nerdy Chan you knew was gone and replaced with whoever this was now.

"You're so pretty when you're scared...Maybe I should fuck you dumb huh? Then maybe we can fill the brain with the study material...Stop you watching your phone every four seconds." He'd caught you reading through something on your phone that wasn't the work he was setting you and he didn't care what it was he just didn't want you to waste his or your time. This side of him made you excited but you also wanted to tease him for it see what else he was hiding under the nerdy persona he was exhibiting,

"I bet you'd cum as soon as you put it in me," You challenged, looking him in the eyes as you bucked you hips up to meet his. He licked his lips watching you as he nodded along with what you were saying, not agreeing with you but accepting the unspoken challenge.

"Is that a bet?" You nodded your head at him and he smirked, throwing his glasses down onto the coffee table where your books were left unattended now.

"If I win, you study all weekend and you owe me a favour." He told you as he let go of your wrists completely watching to see what you do.

"And if I win, which I will...What do I get?" He shrugged his shoulders,

"Whatever you want, but trust me, kitten-" He bent down to whisper in your ear this time,

"You're not going to win." His voice sent shivers down your spine and you bit down on your tongue as you watched him closely, wanting nothing more than to make out with him on the spot.

"What makes you so sure? You're just a nerd-" You stopped talking as soon as he pulled the hoodie off from his body revealing a pack of abs you never would have guessed were under there.

"Concentrate darling, anyone would think you have a thing for the nerd." He growled grabbing you by your neck and standing you up as he carefully walked you towards the bedroom. He hadn't even touched you and you could feel how wet you were, practically leaking through your panties.

"Strip," He ordered as he slammed his bedroom door shut, sitting on the edge of his bed as he watched you closely. You smirked at him, slowly undoing the zip of your black jacket before revealing a black lowcut top you'd worn a couple of times before. He kept his eyes on you, giving no inclination as to what he was feeling or thinking as you stripped.

"Slowly," He whispered getting down onto the floor in front of you as you got to nothing but your panties. You hissed as he slapped your thighs and you slowly began to lower your panties.

"So fucking wet for the nerd." He chuckled as he watched the way your arousal stuck to your panties before he threw you down onto the bed. Kissing you roughly as he let his tongue explore your mouth you wrapped your arms around his neck as you relaxed into the kiss. Feeling sparks fly out of your body the moment he kissed you. The kiss intensified and he smirked, dragging you to the edge so you were displayed out for him, he ran his hand over your thighs.

"Spread them," You did as he said and looked at him as he watched you closely.

"Do you want me to touch you?" You nodded desperately, hopeless for some kind of touch from him.

"Where do you want me to touch you? Use your words," You wanted to scream at him just to touch you but you didn't, you stayed quiet as you looked at him.

"H-Here," You whispered running your own finger over your clit but he slapped it away before slowly rubbing his thumb over your clit. You bit your lip, holding back the moans that were trying to escape from you,

"Don't hide the moans, let everyone know who's making you feel good." He ordered you as he thumb continued to rub your clit in circles vigorously. You moaned out, rolling your head back against the mattress as you enjoyed his touches. Pathetic and high pitched whimpers leaving your lips whenever he would change the direction of his rubbing,

"Feel good baby? Is the nerd making you feel good?" He questioned in a condescending tone that only made you more attracted to him. When you didn't answer him he wrapped his other hand around your neck, applying a small amount of pressure making you choke out a moan.

"Answer me."

"Yes! F-Feels so fucking good!" You cried out only to be met with a slap against your clit making you cry out again, he let go of your neck and pushed two fingers into you.

"So tight princess, have you not fucked someone in a while?" He questioned as he began to rock his fingers in and out of you, using his other thumb on your clit again.

"N-No...N-Not s-since last year." You whimpered not knowing why you were telling him you hadn't been laid in a while.

"Maybe that's why you're always so pent up...Just need a good fucking," You nodded at him as you desperately began to plea for him to let you cum. He only rubbed your clit faster and smirked up at you,

"Can I cum? Please?" He chuckled darkly as you begged for him to let you cum, you were dripping down onto the sheets each time he pulled his fingers out of your cunt.

"Want you to ride my thigh first." You were shocked at his words but without hesitation, you pushed him to sit down on the bed and you straddled his thigh. Moaning out as the thick fabric came into contact with your bare core.

"F-Fuck." You whimpered as you began to slowly move your hips on his thigh. Rocking back and forth as he put a finger on your clit making you cry out.

The friction was getting too much for you and you were crying out his name. Your head laid on his shoulder as you rode his thigh.

"You can cum now, like a good girl." He whispered, and just like that you did.

"Chan!" Your hands dug into his arm as you continued to ride his thigh. Cumming onto the fabric of his jeans before he pushed you down onto the bed again, your legs were shaking as you begged for him to fuck you instead of teasing you.

"I-I get it, I shouldn't have said what I said...Y-You win." You whispered as he began to unbuckle the belt on his jeans.

"You're still so wet princess, and look at the mess you made." You glanced at his trousers and felt the heat rush up your body in embarrassment.

"I want you to make a mess like that on my cock, can you do that baby girl?" You nodded at him,

"Y-Yes Chan," He smirked at how easily you'd turned into a begging and whimpering mess for him.

"Stand up," You did as he said and he walked over to you, chuckling as you struggled to keep your balance. As he kicked off his boxers you sank down on your knees to get a good look at him. He was huge, larger than you had been expecting and it made your mouth water. You wanted to taste him, you needed his cum but before you could even put your lips on him he shook his head at you. At first, he was going to let you but after seeing how excited you had been to do it he stopped himself wanting to prove you wrong.

"Lay down and spread your legs." You did as he sat and he smirked watching you.

"Good girl, so wet for me as well." He chuckled as he began aligning himself at your entrance before sinking into you. You moaned out as he stretched you out, your walls clenching around him as he grunted.

"So fucking tight," You mewled out in response to him and he chuckled moaning when he began to push in and out of you. His hands gripped onto your hips as he began to thrust in and out of you, moaning our your name.

"Feels so good," You moaned out as you felt his cock moving in and out of you. Your walls gripping around him as if he belonged inside of you.

"Shit Chan," You whimpered as he continued to move inside of you, his hips slamming into you as you felt your next orgasm approaching, you squirmed underneath him. Digging your feet into his ass to make him hit deeper,

"So good!" You screamed out, dragging your nails down his back as he continued to push into you, the feeling making your head spin as it felt as though you were floating. The wet sounds filled the air with the sound of slapping skin and moans, both yours and Chan's as he continued fucking into you.

"I can feel you getting closer, do you want to cum?" He questioned, reaching down as he began rubbing your clit. You cried out at the touch and he chuckled darkly, slapping into you harder you rolled your head back in ecstasy.

"Cum." He commanded you and you did. Screaming out his name as you rolled your head back, gripping onto the sheets around you as you came harder than you ever had done before. You whimpered feeling your orgasm keep ripping through you as you clenched and twitched around him, an unfamiliar wetness came from you as you squirted around him moaning out loudly as it did.

"S-Shit! W-What-" You didn't have time to question what it was as Chan began to pump into you. Grunting loudly as he came into you hard, filling you up so much you came around him again at the feeling.

"F-Fuck." You cried out as you came down from your high, panting heavily as he pulled out of you and laid down beside you on the bed.

"Whoa." You whispered as you turned on your side to look at him, the blushing shy Chan was back and you giggled softly.

"Where did he come from?" You questioned, running your finger up and down his chest and abs as you waited for him to answer,

"Where did who come from?" He frowned looking at you as he wrapped a blanket over your body, not wanting you to get sick or catch a cold.

"Christopher." You winked at him and he chuckled shyly, shaking his head at you.

"I hope it wasn't the last time he comes out to play...I-I enjoyed that." The same smirk was back on his lips once he heard your words,

"Well if you study and pass your test maybe he'll come out to play again." He winked at you as you leant forward to give him a small kiss on the lips.

The bell rang waking you up from your daydream, you practically jumped out of your seat to get out of the classroom but Felix was faster. He raced up behind you and grabbed your elbow so you would turn to face him,

"Come home with the big boys," He whispered to you, trying to be as seductive as possible but all he was doing was coming across as a cock.

"No thanks, my boyfriend is waiting for me." You turned around to see Chan standing against the wall, he was wearing an oversized blue sweater you'd gotten him and the new pair of thick square glasses.

"Hi!" You yelled out, snatching your arm away from Felix as you walked over to Chan,

"Why was Felix holding onto you?" He questioned, wrapping his arms around you protectively as he eyed up Felix,

"He was just being an idiot. Telling me how he could fuck me how a real man should," Chan scoffed at the comment and looked at Felix.

"Trust me, the way she screams my name at night I'm surprised you haven't heard." He smirked at Felix turning you around and walking away from the boys who were all watching after you as you giggled to Chan about what you both had planned for that night.

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wolves

chapter II

-> sally face x f!reader

-> enemies? to lovers

-> previous | next

cw: drugs, cigarettes, abuse, panic attack

*does not follow original plot of sally face*

summary: larry knocks (y/n) off her feet, literally. later, him and sal come to apologize, bearing a gift of homemade lasagna. sal and (y/n) bond over their similar bodies. his eyes look familiar.

The sound of your skateboard and the wind brushing past your ears practically deafened you, which allowed you to think in peace. Maybe you’d survive in Nockfell.

Maybe it wasnt as bad as you made it. You’d grow close to the old apartment, push through school, leave your mother as quickly as possible, and start fresh somewhere across the world. The only thing that you wouldn’t get close to is the forest surrounding Addison. It loomed over you, day and night, dewy pines poking out at you like a warning sign. Maybe mom moved here just so she could torture you with the forest. Remind you of what happened.

Loud footsteps joined the wheels of your skateboard. You looked back, and on your trail were those two kids from the apartment. The tall one’s face was almost right in yours. You let out a small yelp as your skateboard hit a rock and sent you tumbling to the ground, completely destroying your knees in the process.

“Shit!” larry yelled out in surprise as he dodged the skateboard that went right between his legs.

You quickly reached out to your head, trying to calm the searing pain pulsing through it. What the fuck just happened?

“What the fuck?” you groan. The blue haired boy, sal, grabbed your skateboard and came up close to you. pulling down his sleeves, he quickly grabbed your knees and covered them, soaking up the gushing blood.

“Larry!” sal turned around to face him. You winced as the fabric of his sweater clung to your knees. Your hands grabbed his to pull them off but you froze. They were soft and cold, almost like snow. How would it feel to hold them longer? Would you warm them up? or would they freeze you?

What the fuck?

You snapped out of your trance and moved them off your knees. You scowl at larry and pick your skateboard back up.

“Nice job, asshat.”

His face flushes at the insult and he moves back. Sally stands up and offers you his hand, but you dont need his help (obviously a lie, your entire body was aching like a scale 8 earthquake). You shove yourself up and wipe your burning palms on your jeans. With your feet back on the skateboard (it took a few tries to get up because your knees kept buckling), you flip them off and begin skating back to addison. You just wanted a nice fucking stroll alone, why were these fucks literally everywhere you went?

It’s around 12:45 now. You came home, took a bath, bandaged up your knees and took some tylenol. Mom was already in her bedroom and there were some leftover beer bottles on the coffee table, so she probably wouldnt wake up anytime soon. you quickly trashed the bottles and decided for a quick nap on the couch, since your room was… occupied. your pyjamas, for now anyway, consisted of an oversized grey ac/dc shirt and some soft-ass spandex shorts.

“finally, a fucking break from this shit.” a content sigh escaped your lips as you threw yourself onto the cold couch.

a few knocks sounded at your door.

“(y/n)? it’s uh, it’s sal. and larry.”

“fuck.”

THEY’RE LITERALLY EVERYWHERE WHAT THE FUCKKKK AGGHHH WHY CANT THEY LEAVE YOU ALONE THEY ALREADY BUSTED YOUR KNEES LIKE WHAT

“coming.” you mumbled angrily even though they couldn’t hear you.

the blinding fluorescent lights of the hallway hit you as you opened the door. along with them came the smell of freshly baked lasagna. your eyes widened for a second, before looking up at sal. he stared at you, taking in your appearance. your hair was ruffled, eyes blinking sleepily as they adjusted to the light. your shirt had ridden up and showed a bit of your stomach. he blushed as you pulled it down and glared at him, a slight tinge of red on your own cheeks.

“larry.” he nudged his friend. the brunette walked up in front of sal, holding a pan of lasagna.

“listen man, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to fuck up your knees n shit. jus’ got excited cause of your sanity falls shirt. can we, uh, can we come in?”

Slam.

larry quickly jumped back in surprise.

“i guess that means no.”

you yelled out a quick ‘wait!’ as you cleaned up your apartment and hid your mom’s weed and other things. god, for a grown woman, she didn’t know how to clean for shit.

opening the door back up, you waved them inside.

“god, you smoke a lot.” larry coughed a bit at the smell of your apartment, which earned him a shove.

“sorry! god, sal, so mean.” he mumbled.

“s’ my mom. i only smoke outside. uh, take a seat on the couch, i’ll warm up the lasagna.” you pulled it out of larry’s hands as they both took a seat on your makeshift bed.

sal shifted. “you sleep here?” he asked, confused. maybe your room was being used as storage.

“for now. there’s some weird ghost shit going on in my room. some fucking preppy ghost woman keeps squealing when i come in.”

ghosts? you believed in ghosts? maybe they’d be able to take you on their expeditions! sal perked up at the thought of you becoming friends.

“you believe in ghosts?”

“well, i saw one, so what else could it fucking be?” you chuckled as you shoveled the now warmed up lasagna onto three plates. sal noticed and his eyes widened.

“oh, no, i- i don’t want any-” he waves his hands.

“you’re having it, i don’t care.”

larry laughs as you shove it into their hands.

“feisty, aren’t ya?” he stabs some and shoves it into his mouth. you sigh and lean back into the couch.

“you guys go to the school here, right?”

larry nods. “yeah, there’s only one school in nockfell.”

“eww, larry face, don’t chew with food in your mouth.” sally laughs. in the corner of his eyes, he thinks he can see you smile.

“yeah, we go to nockfell high. i’m assuming you’re going there too.”

“mhm. starting monday. hurry up and eat, i’m not warming it up again.” you grumble. sal doesn’t move. “god, okay, i’ll look away. i have to go clean this thing anyway.” you wave your prosthetic’s fingers.

“oh, yeah, you also have a prosthetic!” his face shifts into a child-like curiosity. it’s a face that you’ve seen before, and it makes you giggle a bit every time. you place your hand on his lap. sal does a double take and his mask raises a bit.

“you wanna touch it, don’t you. go ahead.”

“damn, sal, you get all the ladies. leave some for me.” larry chimes in, hand on his forehead in mock sadness. he chuckles.

“you gonna touch it or what?”

“uh, yeah.” sal slowly lowers his hands onto it. he traces your fingers, flexing them every once in a while. he flips your palm and looks at the graffiti ‘s’ you drew on it.

“when was this?” he looks back up at you.

“grade 10, two years ago. got bored in class and accidentally took out my sharpie instead of a dry-erase marker. god, my mom was mad.” you chuckle at the memory. she didnt let you back in the house for two days. you had to camp out in the shed, where you stored your extra food so she wouldn’t steal it.

sal hummed. “what about this one?” it was a big ‘SF’. was it for his name? of course not, she didn’t know you back then, moron. still, it warmed him up a bit.

“not for you, that’s for sure.”

“damnnn, savage!” larry put his plate down. “mind if i get more?”

“larry, we brought it for (y/n).” sal scolded.

“nah, i don’t mind. knock yourself out.” you nodded, continuing your conversation with sal.

larry trotted towards the kitchen.

larry’s point of view:

sal and (y/n) seemed to be getting along quite well. good for him, really. we might be able to coax (y/n) into our friend group. i didn’t like her at first, but i think she’s just a little stand-offish. anyway, back to the lasagna. man, i wish mom would make it more often. she only makes it for guests. where is it? oh, there. (y/n)’s going to nockfell high, right? probably should tell her about travis.

your point of view:

sal was still tracing your arm, running his pale fingers over where the prosthetic connected to your skin. the doctors could have chopped your arm off completely, up to your elbow, but you wanted to salvage as much as you could, so it stops mid-forearm.

“do you take it off often?” sal hummed. it felt a little intimate, tracing your prosthetic. it was like soothing a part of your body that was already gone. what? what was he thinking?

“mmm, i take it off every night. if i leave it on, i could get rashes ‘n shit. rashes aren’t fun. ‘m assuming you take yours off every night too.” he nods.

“i don’t like taking it off during the day. phantom limb shit, you know? it hurts a lot.” you grumble.

“got the lasagna. since you’re going to nockfell, ‘should probably tell you about travis.” larry sits down. “he’s your typical stick-up-the-ass bully. doesn’t really like sally face ‘n our crew.”

“yeah. just ignore him and you should be fine.”

“we‘ll protect you.” larry swings an arm over your shoulder.

huh? you can protect yourself. does he think you can’t? is it because of your prosthetic?

“i can do it myself, you dimwit.” you push his arm off your shoulder.

“time for you to leave.”

“woah, dude, calm down-” larry’s eyes widen in panic. he didn’t mean to offend you.

“i’m sorry!”

“i’m not hurt, just need my sleep. it’s 1:30. go on now.”

sal sets down his cold, uneaten lasagna and larry takes a quick bite out of his.

“see ya!” he mumbled, words muffled by food. you click your teeth as he walks out of your apartment and towards the elevator.

“(y/n).”

you spin around to face sal. his hand lingers on your counter.

“your knees. how are they?”

you look at his eyes through his mask. they’re light blue. like the lake that you so dreaded. like the sky that morning. like your dad’s shirt. he blinks.

“uh, f-fine. they’re fine. they should heal in a few days. time for you to go.” you grab his shoulders and shove him through the door.

“see you tomorrow?” he stumbles.

“yeah.” the door shuts with a slam and you’re filled with an overwhelming sense of dread.

oh god, not this again. your vision blurs as you try to grasp onto your breath. you can hear the blood rushing in your ears. your heart thuds like it’s going to break through your rib cage. it feels like someone is strangling you, coaxing the last breath of air from your lungs. your nails scratch at your throat desperately, your salty tears only making the marks burn more. at least the cold metal of your prosthetic cools you down a bit.

shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up. you can’t wake anyone. you bite down on your lip to suppress the strangled cries leaving your mouth. god, not the lake, please. not the forest. not the huge, dirty, rabid wolf-looking creature behind your father. not his cries. please, just make it shut up. SHUT UP.

you wake up the next morning to your alarm ringing.

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