#i definitely have something for blonds yep

[murkyrahh]

I love Steph so muchhh so random thing w her

[leaderwonim]

❀ DEFINITELY NOT MY CROWD.

pairing. frat!jungwon x shy!fem!reader

genre. romcom, american college au, strangers to enemies to lovers (bye??), angst, fluff, mature

synopsis. when your friend drags you out to a frat party a week before the holidays, you didn’t expect to fall into the graces of yang jungwon, one of the fraternity boys at your university. One accidental kiss with Yang Jungwon and a viral post later, you wake up to a text from your sister: “Bring your new boyfriend to Christmas dinner!” Now, you’ve got one week to turn this chaos into a holiday miracle—or a romcom disaster.

“Hey, wake up.”

Madeleine taps on your shoulder, and when you only respond with a mhmm, she takes both shoulders and shakes you violently.

“What the hell Mads!” You say, getting up in a hurry. “What can you possibly need now?”

“Oh shut up, you’re making it sound like you despise me.” She throws an arm around your shoulder. “Will you come with me to Luca’s party?”

“You know I don’t do frat parties.” You say, already brushing off her suggestion. “They’re just loud and people make out in every corner.”

“But you never go out!” Madeleine slumps her body against yours, practically trapping you on your own bed. “Please.”

“Mads I love you, but no.”

Except here you were, in front of Alpha Delta something—was it Alpha Delta Pi? You didn’t know.

All you knew was that the music was way too loud for it not to have a noise complaint from the neighboring houses, and that there were too many drunk college students stumbling everywhere on the grass out front.

“I’m soooo glad we decided to do this!” Madeleine swings her arms around your shoulder, leading you inside the gigantic frat house.

“Madeleine!” A guy comes up to the two of you, his cheeky smile never leaving his face. “And who’s this?”

“Y/N, my roommate I told you about!” Madeleine smiles at you, “you remember Will right? From Econ?”

Will. Will. You’re trying so hard to remember him, until you realize he’s the blonde in front of you, his hockey gear always taking up half of the space.

“This is my girlfriend, Kallie!” Will puts his arm around the girl next to him. “Well it’s nice seeing you Madeleine and Y/N, have a good night!”

Even though he was notoriously loud in class, he was a bit of a sweetheart, and it made you feel a bit better about being here.

“See, that wasn’t so bad right?”

You nod, letting her guide you throughout the house to the kitchen.

“Do you want Pink Whitney or Tequila?”

You decided on Pink Whitney.

“Oh shit—I’m so sorry.” The guy who bumps into you turns around, his pupils dilated and red. He’s clearly very drunk.

“It’s fine.”

“I’m Jungwon!” He smiles at you brightly, dimples showing ever so proudly.

It seemed like everybody at this party was all about smiling tonight.

“Oh Won! You’re here!” Madeleine slides you your shot, and you down it in one go, silently cursing yourself for not taking a chaser beforehand.

“Yep, kinda have to because this is my frat.”

Now that he’s not stumbling over his own foot, you come to realize he’s actually pretty cute. His brown hair is messy and he’s wearing some plain navy blue hoodie that makes him look more attractive than he actually should be.

“This is Y/N, my roommate!”

Jungwon slips his hand into yours, shaking it in a hurry. “Nice to meet you Y/N, wish it was under better circumstances.”

His joke earns a playful shove from Madeleine, who raises her eyebrows at you, already hinting that you should talk to the boy.

“Well I gotta go talk to Luca, catch you two later!”

You don’t have time to pull Madeleine back because she’s already gone, leaving you alone with Jungwon.

“Hey.” He says, now suddenly closer to you. “Wanna kiss?”

It’s a straightforward almost humorous ask, one that a stranger who’s just known you for five minutes shouldn’t ask. But because the alcohol already entered your system and you have nothing better to do; you nod.

Jungwon leaves no time for you to take a breath before sweeping in, closing the gap between yours and his mouth. You can hear hoots from his frat brothers as the kiss grows more intense.

You’re sure you’ve become the very same people that you used to make fun of—the ones who would make out at the corner of parties and act like they had no decency or self respect.

But who cares, right? This was the one time you were out, and finals had been stressing you like a pounding headache, why would a kiss from some random frat guy affect you after the party?

You were clearly very wrong.

-

The next day, you’re awaken to your annoying alarm clock, groaning as you tap aggressively on the snooze button.

“Oh shit,” you say, feeling lightheaded when you try to get up. “What time is it?”

From the corner of your eye, you can see Madeleine’s blonde hair spread out on every part of her bed, her limbs tangled in her blankets.

You try to rub your eyes as you reach for your phone, and when your vision clears, the first thing you do is let out a shrilling scream.

“WHAT THE FUCK?”

“What? What’s wrong?” Madeleine’s head pops up, her hair messy and all over her face.

Madeleine stares at you groggily as you toss your phone at her. She fumbles to catch it, squinting at the screen before her eyes widen.

She slaps a hand over her mouth, though the giggles that escape are anything but subtle.

"Why is there a video of me kissing Jungwon everywhere?!" You groan, flopping back on your bed as the stress headache from finals makes a sudden comeback.

"It's not just a video," Madeleine says, scrolling furiously. "You and Jungwon are, like, the new talk of the frat. You know how frat boys are like. The sorority girls might even be jealous."

"I'm going to die," you mutter into your pillow.

"You are not going to die, Y/N."

You groan, yanking the pillow off your face just as your phone vibrates again. Madeleine hands it back to you, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

You don't even have to check the screen to know who's texted you. You sigh and unlock it.

[annoying older sis]: Bring your new boyfriend to Christmas dinner. I’m serious. Mom’s already setting the table for him.

You sit up so fast you almost get whiplash.

"No. Nope. No way. This cannot be happening." You turn to Madeleine, holding your phone out like it’s cursed. "My family thinks Jungwon’s my boyfriend. What am I supposed to do now?!"

"Bring him!" Madeleine chirps, far too enthusiastic for this godforsaken situation.

"Are you insane? I barely know him! He’s probably already forgotten who I am."

As if the universe is mocking you, your phone buzzes again.

[Unknown Number]: Hey, it’s Jungwon. Can we talk?

You stare at the screen, heat rushing to your face.

"Is that him?" Madeleine practically screeches, leaning over to read the text. "Oh my god, Y/N, he’s texting you first. This is fate!"

"Shut up!" you hiss, pushing her away as you type back:

Sure. Where?

The response is almost instant.

[Jungwon]: Can you meet me at the campus café in an hour?

Madeleine screeches in excitement yet again.

-

An hour later, you’re already regretting your life choices as you walk into the café, spotting Jungwon sitting at a table near the window. His hoodie from last night is gone, replaced with a clean black sweater that somehow makes him look even more attractive.

When he sees you, he grins, those stupid dimples making your stomach flip for reasons you refuse to acknowledge.

"Hey," he says as you sit down across from him, awkwardly tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Hey," you reply, wondering if it’s possible to combust from secondhand embarrassment.

"So, uh…" Jungwon rubs the back of his neck, looking almost as nervous as you feel. "About last night…"

You brace yourself for him to tell you he doesn’t want anything to do with you, that the kiss was a mistake, and you should forget it ever happened.

But then he says: "I wanted to apologize. I don’t usually, like, kiss random strangers at parties. I was kinda drunk, and I just… yeah, sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

You blink, caught off guard by how genuine he sounds. "Oh, um, it’s okay. I mean, it wasn’t terrible or anything."

Jungwon raises an eyebrow, his lips twitching like he’s trying not to laugh. "Wow. 'Not terrible.' High praise."

You groan, covering your face with your hands. "Sorry. I’m awkward and shy and bad at this."

"I noticed," he says with a chuckle.

When you peek through your fingers, you find him smiling softly at you, his eyes warm and kind.

"Anyway," you say quickly, dropping your hands. "I’m sure you’ve seen the video by now."

"Yeah," he admits, rubbing the back of his neck again. "That’s actually why I wanted to talk to you. People are, uh, kinda freaking out about it. And my fraternity brothers keep calling you my girlfriend."

"Funny you should mention that," you say with a dry laugh. "My family thinks you’re my boyfriend too. My sister wants me to bring you to Christmas dinner."

His eyes widen. "Wait, seriously?"

"Yeah. And I don’t know how to tell them the truth without ruining Christmas, so I was thinking…"

"You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend?" he finishes, tilting his head.

"Just for a week!" you say quickly, holding up your hands. "We get through Christmas, and then we go our separate ways. No one has to know it wasn’t real."

Jungwon looks at you for a long moment, his expression unreadable.

Finally, he says, "Okay. I’ll do it."

You blink. "Wait, really?"

"Sure," he says with a shrug. "It sounds kinda fun. And honestly…" He leans forward, his voice dropping to a soft, almost teasing tone. "I need to get out of my frat house. They have yet to let me live down this moment."

Your face flushes, and you look away, muttering, "Frat guys are ridiculous."

"Maybe," he says, grinning.

This was going to be a disaster. You could already feel it.

-

The rest of the week feels like a blur of planning. Between texting Jungwon to coordinate your "backstory" and surviving Madeleine’s endless teasing, you barely have time to process what’s happening.

"How do we even explain how we met?" you ask Jungwon during one of your brainstorming sessions at the campus library.

"We could just tell the truth," he says, leaning back in his chair. "That we kissed at a party."

You give him a look. "Do you want my family to hate you?"

"Fair point," he laughs. "Okay, how about we say we met through Madeleine and just… hit it off?"

"Sounds fake but okay."

You decide to meet again the next day after class to properly establish some backstory for your "relationship." Jungwon shows up late, looking like he just rolled out of bed.

"Nice of you to show up," you say sarcastically, already in a foul mood from a pop quiz from your professor.

"Sorry, I was busy," he says, completely unbothered.

"Doing what? Beer pong practice?"

"Actually, yes," he says, grinning. "Gotta keep the skills sharp."

You groan. "Unbelievable. How am I supposed to convince my family you’re my boyfriend when you’re this… this frat boy?"

"Hey, being a frat boy isn’t a personality flaw," he says, feigning offense. "Besides, you’re the one who dragged me into this. If you wanted someone polished, you should’ve asked that guy from your bio class—what’s his name? Eric?"

"First of all, Eric has a girlfriend," you retort. "Second, I didn’t drag you into this. Madeleine did."

"Same difference," he says with a shrug.

You glare at him, but he just smiles, annoyingly relaxed.

This was going to be a long week.

-

You figure a visit to the Christmas market downtown might help you get some convincing couple photos. But of course, Jungwon treats the whole thing like a joke.

"Hold still," you say, holding up your phone.

Jungwon drapes an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer than necessary. "Come on, you gotta sell it, Y/N. Look like you’re in love with me."

You shove his arm off. "I can’t do that when you’re being this insufferable."

"Insufferable?" he repeats, feigning offense. "You wound me."

"You’ll live," you mutter, snapping a photo.

He peers over your shoulder at the screen. "That’s terrible. Here, let me."

Before you can protest, he takes your phone, tilts his head toward yours, and snaps a selfie. To your annoyance, it actually looks good.

"There," he says, handing the phone back to you. "You’re welcome."

You stare at the photo, trying not to notice how natural the two of you look together. "You’re so annoying."

"And yet, here we are," he says with a grin.

“Whatever.”

-

"Why do we need so much food?" Jungwon complains, trailing behind you as you push a cart through the grocery store.

"Because my family eats a lot," you say, scanning the shelves for the specific brand of cranberry sauce your mom insists on.

He picks up a box of gingerbread cookies and examines it. "Why don’t we just bring these? No one’s gonna care."

"Are you serious?" you ask, snatching the box out of his hands. "We’re not showing up with store-bought cookies. My mom would have a heart attack."

"Wow," he says, leaning against the cart. "You’re really committed to this whole 'perfect daughter' thing, huh?"

You glare at him. "Unlike you, I actually care what my family thinks."

"Touché," he says, holding up his hands in surrender. "But for the record, I think your mom would survive."

You ignore him and toss the cookies back on the shelf.

Later that night, after spending hours wrapping presents, you find Jungwon lounging on the couch in your apartment, scrolling through his phone.

"Do you ever do anything productive?" you ask, flopping down next to him.

"Define 'productive,'" he says without looking up.

"I don’t know. Something that doesn’t involve your phone or beer pong."

He smirks. "You’re obsessed with beer pong. Did someone beat you at it once or something?"

"No," you say defensively. "I just think it’s a ridiculous way to spend your time."

"Noted," he says, finally putting his phone down. "So what do you do for fun, Miss Holier-Than-Thou?"

"I read. I bake. I actually contribute to society," you say with a smug smile.

"Wow. Thrilling," he says, but there’s a teasing glint in his eye.

You roll your eyes, but before you can respond, he leans his head back against the couch and lets out a deep sigh.

"Okay, seriously, though," he says. "Are you nervous about tomorrow?"

"A little," you admit. "My family can be… a lot."

"I’ll survive," he says, turning to look at you. "But what about you? Are you gonna be okay?"

The sincerity in his voice catches you off guard. For once, he’s not teasing or joking. He’s just… Jungwon.

"Yeah," you say softly. "I think so."

"Good," he says, smiling at you. "Because no matter how terrible this dinner is, I’ve got your back."

And just like that, the walls you’ve been trying so hard to keep up start to crack.

-

By the time Christmas Eve rolls around, you’re a ball of nerves. Jungwon picks you up in his car, looking annoyingly calm and way too good in a dark green sweater and tailored coat.

"You ready?" he asks as you slide into the passenger seat.

"Absolutely not," you reply, clutching the tin of cookies you baked as a distraction the night before.

"You’ll be fine," he says, flashing you that same dimpled smile that’s starting to become your undoing.

The moment you walk through your parents’ front door, you’re greeted by your sister, Addison.

"There she is!" Addison exclaims, pulling you into a tight hug that feels more like a performance for whoever might be watching. "And this must be Jungwon!"

Jungwon smiles politely, shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you."

Addison looks him up and down, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her champagne glass. "Wow. Y/N really outdid herself this time."

You resist the urge to roll your eyes. Your older sister has always had a way of making everything about her, even when it’s not supposed to be.

"Where’s Mom?" you ask, desperate to change the subject.

"In the kitchen,"s she says, waving a dismissive hand. "But don’t worry about that. We need to get a picture of the happy couple for Instagram."

Before you can protest, Addison drags you and Jungwon to the living room, posing you in front of the tree like a pair of dolls.

"Smile!" she says, her phone already snapping away.

Jungwon leans in closer, his arm sliding around your waist like it’s the most natural thing in the world. You stiffen for a moment before forcing a smile, trying not to think about how warm he feels.

"Perfect," Addison says, scrolling through the photos with a self-satisfied smirk.

Dinner is somehow both better and worse than you expected.

Your mom keeps asking Jungwon about his family, his major, and his plans after graduation, while your dad mostly nods approvingly between bites of turkey.

Your sister, however, spends the entire meal subtly (and not-so-subtly) comparing everything you’ve ever done to her own achievements.

"Oh, you’re studying business, Jungwon? That’s cute. My fiancé, Ryan, just got promoted to VP at his firm," she says with a laugh that grates on your nerves.

"That’s impressive," Jungwon says politely, but you can tell he’s unimpressed.

"And Y/N," Addison continues, turning her attention to you. "It’s so nice to see you with someone. I was starting to think you’d be single forever."

The table goes silent. Your mom tries to awkwardly steer the conversation elsewhere, but the damage is done. You feel your cheeks burn, and you suddenly lose your appetite.

After dinner, you excuse yourself, slipping out onto the back porch to get some air. The cold bites at your skin, but you don’t care. You just need a moment to breathe.

You’re staring at the snow-covered yard when the door creaks open behind you.

"Hey," Jungwon says softly, stepping outside. He shrugs off his coat and drapes it over your shoulders before you can protest.

"Thanks," you mumble, pulling the coat tighter around you.

"You okay?" he asks, leaning against the railing beside you.

"I’m fine," you lie, though your voice cracks on the last word.

Jungwon gives you a look, the kind that makes you feel like he can see right through you.

"She always does this," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "Addison. The perfect sister who has to be better at everything."

"You’re not supposed to do that, you know," he says lightly, gesturing towards your cigarette.

You roll your eyes and lean against the railing, lighting it with a practiced flick of your lighter. "I don’t. I barely smoke. But, you know, desperate times…"

Jungwon chuckles, his breath fogging in the cold air. "I get it."

You exhale, the smoke curls around you, rising into the frosty night. "She just knows how to get under my skin. It’s like she’s made a career out of it."

Jungwon leans next to you, resting his elbows on the railing. "I don’t know. Sounds like she’s just jealous."

You laugh humorlessly. "Of what?"

"Of you," he says simply.

You blink at him, caught off guard. "Are you serious?"

"Completely." He reaches over and plucks the cigarette from your fingers, taking an awkward, experimental puff before immediately coughing.

You burst out laughing as he doubles over, waving a hand in front of his face. "What—what are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out what the big deal is," he says between coughs, his cheeks turning pink—though whether it’s from the cold or his failed attempt at smoking, you’re not sure.

"You don’t have to join me, you know," you tease, taking it back from him.

He straightens up, giving you a sheepish grin. "I just wanted to see what you like about it."

"It’s not about liking it," you admit, tapping the ash against the railing. "It’s more—I don’t know. It gives me something to do when I feel like falling apart."

Jungwon is quiet for a moment, watching the snow-covered yard below. Then he says, "You don’t need this."

You glance at him, surprised by the softness in his tone.

"You could just… talk to me instead,” he says, his eyes meeting yours.

Your heart does that annoying flip thing again, and you quickly look away. "Talking doesn’t solve everything, you know."

"No, but it helps." He pauses, then adds with a teasing smile, "And it’s probably better for your lungs."

You roll your eyes but can’t help smiling. "Fine. Next time, I’ll talk to you."

"Good."

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence, the kind that feels rare and precious. The cigarette burns down to a stub, and you flick it into the snow, watching the ember fade out.

His presence is warm and steady, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you don’t feel so overwhelmed.

"Thanks." You say softly. "For agreeing to this. I don't even know what I was thinking suggesting it. Addison just texted me and I freaked. I guess there was always a part of me that wanted to impress her."

Jungwon hesitates for a moment, then says, "You know, you don’t give yourself enough credit."

You glance at him, frowning. "What do you mean?"

"I mean—you let people like Addison make you feel small, but you’re not. You’re kind, and funny, and you care about people. That’s more than most people can say."

You stare at him, your throat tightening. "Why are you saying this?"

"Because it’s true," he says, his voice soft but certain.

You shake your head, looking down at your hands. "You don’t even know me that well."

"I know enough," he says.

There’s a long pause, and then, almost too quietly to hear, he adds, "I love you."

Your head snaps up, your heart pounding in your chest. "What?"

"I love you," he repeats, looking right at you.

"You’re insane." You say, voice barely above a whisper. "You’ve known me for a week. I'm awkward and I wouldn't make a good girlfriend. You'd be ashamed of me, you know."

"I love you, Y/N."

You're not too sure what to say, not expecting him to stand his ground so firmly.

"I didn’t expect this to happen. I thought this would just be some silly, fake thing. I don’t care if you think you’re awkward or shy or anything else. I love you exactly the way you are."

You take a shaky breath, your chest tight with emotions you don’t know how to name.

"I don’t know what to say," you admit.

"You don’t have to say anything," he says gently.

You nod, your heart still racing as he steps back inside, leaving you alone with the snow and the stars and the weight of his words.

For a moment, all you can do is stare at him, his cheeks pink from the cold, his eyes full of warmth and sincerity.

And then, before you can overthink it, you rise on your tiptoes and kiss him.

This time, it’s not for show. It’s not for anyone else.

It’s just for you.

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

WHAT KINDA DOG IS THAT ?! - the werewolf's route ☆ !

cashmoneyyysstuff's big 6K event!!

synopsis : kinda feral, clingy protective and loyal to a fault—the best boy !! and no worries, he don’t bite . . oh shit, yes he do ??!!

things were, in fact, not back to normal. not in the slightest. based on the way kaminari practically hoists you up in the air screaming about your boyfriend the moment you walk out of your room.

you'd woken up on time after yesterday's events. even woken up a little earlier ! expecting your normal routine of having some breakfast with the earlier birds in your class.

except—

frantically, you're being shaken around by the shoulders by kaminari "dude, you've gotta come quick ! your boyfriend's on a rampage !"

"what are you talking about ? what'd you do?" you accuse.

his eyes widened, appalled at your accusation "and why would it be my fault?! a-anyway you gotta come quick, he won't listen to anyone !!" the boy cries, pulling you along by the arm as you stumble to keep up with his steps.

"then what makes you think he'll listen to me ?"

"of course he'll listen to you, you're you ! but if he doesn't then i'm doomed !"

so he did do something then... you internally sigh.

and oh, things had definitely not gone back to normal. if the scene in front of you meant anything.

kirishima, sero and mineta were crouched behind the couch, sero holding a broom in between them and your boyfriend, glaring at them menacingly and growling.

it looked like something was poking out of his head were those...dog..? wolf ears ?

your first thought was that they looked so fluffy. your second one was that yep, this was definitely not the end of the shenanigans.

"i brought her, you guys !" kaminari announced, and you only realised he'd been hiding behind you when you felt the tight grip he had on your shoulders.

the four boys turned your way and kirishima let out a sigh of relief "y/n, dude i'm so glad you're here !" sero sent you a casual wave despite the situation he was in and mineta kept his eyes fixed on the boy ahead of them, legs trembling and basically hiding between sero's legs. with mostly all of their eyes on you, you don't notice how your boyfriend (number three ?) had come to a stop and had simply started staring at you.

"what'd you guys do ?" raising a brow and crossing your arms, shrugging kaminari off in the process, you wait for a response from the three boys who suddenly look very nervous.

kirishima, always honest to a fault, spoke up first "nothing, honest ! we just saw him on the couch and started...messin' with him a bit, y'know like usual !"

"uhuh..." you said suspiciously.

"but y'know we realised he looked a little," he looks over at your boyfriend, (you finally make eye contact and woah, he's looking hard.) more specifically the furry ears poking up from his head, occasionally twitching.

"...different." he settled, sweat-dropping.

"we tried to ask him if something happened like good friends and he tried to attack us !" kaminari shrieked dramatically, you nodded after hearing their recountings.

"sorry for waking you up so early, y/n. we figured he'd chill out if you were around." sero explained bashfully.

kaminari grabs your shoulders again and it snaps you out of the staring contest you were having with the other blonde "please subdue him, dude he said he was gonna eat me !"

"subdue ? i'm a zookeeper now ?" you chuckled. your friend ignored your words, pushing you closer to the beast he still had not moved and staring at you dead on. your only semblance of a warning is his nose twitching before a low growl escaped his throat and he was marching over to you, causing your friend to behind you with a squeak.

you're pulled towards him and away from the other blond before you can think, your boyfriend barely makes eye contact and glares at the boy that was just hiding behind you.

"hey, that's enough." you try to calm him down, and only when you place a hand over the sleeve of the old parka he's wearing does he look at you, he squints at you would be better. and then he's looking away with a huff. quiet ooh's come from the boys in the room with you. except for one.

"get your boyfriend checked for rabies !" you hear mineta shout. unfortunately for him, you couldn't care less if this wolfish katsuki were to use his head as a chew toy, you lean in closer to his twitching ears and though his scowl deepens he leans down to listen to you.

"you can have the little one if you want." you say loud enough for the others to hear. all of them laugh, all the tension in the room dissapearing as the wolf actually plays his part and glares daggers at the little fiend like he was his next meal and mineta tries to get the boys to stop laughing at his torment.

your little moment is then interrupted by none other than katsuki himself, who's face just drops when he sees who you're standing next to. the wolf immediately stiffens at the appearance of a new face, baring his sharp teeth and damn they're really sharp now that you're looking at them.

he's arms drop and he sighs, frustrated "ugh—what the fuck ?!"

you can't help but laugh. well, things hadn't gone back to normal that was for sure, and you're a little ashamed to admit that you were sort of giddy about it.

what's it doing now ?

he's just been looking at me lol

fuckin freak

your boyfriend's response gets a snort out of you. you place your phone down to look in the direction a familiar pair of eyes peeking at you.

currently, you're being stalked.

after another explanation given to your teacher, (who was obviously already tired of seeing you and another clone of your boyfriend in tow as he quickly waved you off) and with your boyfriend about to pop a vein, you were left alone with kat—or should you say, wolfsuki.

(you're the only one left in the dorms to giggle at your terrible joke, unaware that the wolf's ears twitch as he looks at you from afar.)

you’re munching down on your breakfast and his eyes are still on you, they've been on you since getting back from the teacher's lounge, since you started making and eating your food. you wonder if he's even blinked at all.

he'd been surprisingly cooperative—and uncooperative at the same time; wordlessly listening when you asked him to follow you to see your teacher, but also hitting you with a nasty glare and a low snarl. he's willing to do what you ask him as opposed to..literally everyone else. but he will absolutely not let you touch him under any circumstances lest you want your fingers bitten off. you're also not allowed to look at him, but he follows behind you pressed so close to you like an actual guard dog, snapping at everyone who gets in a 10 mile radius so it was sort of a surprise to see he'd disappeared the moment you took your eyes off him.

but, just like with your original katsuki, all you needed was a little patience before he would crack and seek out attention by himself.

and that's exactly wait you do, you wait patiently while you pretend to not hear the ruffling of his tail against the furniture while he sneakily stalks around as you eat, you wonder if it's sort of instinct for him, or maybe this one just wants to actually eat you.

it suddenly feels very warm, you feel him glaring holes into your back—you'd been a bit lost in your thoughts and he was most definitely closer now, taking the opportunity. drawing nearer and nearer, stalking you.

you supposed you should feel intimidated, and your heart is beating fast, but it's definitely not because your scared.

but because this was an opportunity to pet those annoyingly fluffy ears of his ! the dragon was an interesting and frankly enlightening experience to how a different katsuki reacts to certain stimuli (the stimuli being you) and you feel sort of bad about how excited you are to see how this one behaves, especially when you see how distraught your boyfriend has looked for two days now.

and frankly, you really wanna see his tail wagging.

you don't turn around yet, afraid it'd frighten him and ruin your whole plan. instead, you quietly swallow down another bite of your grilled cheese "you can come over here y'know, i don't bite. "

you try to sound as friendly as possible, waving a piece of your toast slightly in the air "i still have some left if you'd like. not too brag but they're pretty—"

you stop dead in your tracks when warm air hits your palm. turning, your eyes meet with twitching (twitching !) fluffy ears; katsuki, now close enough to sniff at the bread in your hands.

"…good."

and he finally looks at you again, you almost freeze, you had just broken at least five of his unspoken rules by now. he looks like he's on high alert again, ready to snap at you should you take the cheesy bread away from him.

you don't of course, in fact you bring it even closer to him with an inviting nod, teasingly bumping it against his nose and seeing how he scowls at his nose at the contact.

so cute.

his fangs are very, very sharp—probably almost as sharp as dragon katsuki's were, he bites down on your grilled cheese sandwich and pulls back, far, veeeeeeeeeery far, trying to get the stringy melted cheese to snap, even going so far as to grab your wrist to stabilise himself. you giggle at his troubles, and he glares, but quickly shoots back to catch the cheese threatens to melt onto his chin, lapping at it.

"good, right ?" you laugh. he doesn't respond, only looks at you and back at your plate of food. there's still one half piece untouched you were planning on eating, but you just can't ignore the way his eyes drift from you to your food and he almost pouts. it's his version of puppy eyes, maybe.

cute, but you've always loved teasing him.

"what do we say when we want something ?" you say in a sing songy voice. he glares at you and his response is a gruff "gimme."

you make a buzzer noise "bzzt, wrong answer." you say calmly as you go back to eating, even turning away from him slightly.

katsuki's low growl should sound like a warning, but the longer you deny him, even going back to eating your grilled cheese, it starts to turn into an annoyed whine. he knocks his head against your harshly before pulling back.

"gimme...please."

and sure, he's grimacing like he wants to rip your guts out, but his little pout and flopped ears make him look less constipated and more endearing.

you can't resist, so you hand it over to him and watch as he gulps it down in practically one go. "good boy !" you praise. he growls and shakes his head "no ?" you tease. "no." he mirrors.

"you're not a good boy ?"

he snarls "not a good boy."

"ah, you're a bad boy then ?" he huffs, puffing his chest out "very bad." he insists. but of course, this katsuki is also a shit liar and if it wasn't his beet red cheeks giving him away, it was most definitely his tail wagging at hyper speed behind him.

ah.

well, that's one thing off your checklist of things you want to see before wolfsuki disappears.

you're so entranced by the way his cheeks puff out you hand him another piece of your sandwich without even thinking, but he growls, shaking his head.

"no."

you're a bit confused. especially because he's not even looking at you and almost looks like he's about to drool at the bread in your hands but even though you insist he's just as stubborn. you realise he's still gripping your wrist when he uses it to bring your hand up until your piece of bread bumps against your nose. he looks back at you only when you look down at your nose.

"eat." he commands firmly. his grip is insistent, slightly rougher than katsuki's (which you would assume is because he's..not exactly human.) and his nails are sharper, almost clawing at your wrist. but you can tell he's being careful. as careful as a beast can be.

you do as he says and he makes sure to watch you intently as you eat. he seems almost entranced like you were with him, bluntly grabbing your cheeks to feel how you chewed (you only found out that's what he wanted when he'd growled at you when you stopped).

once you swallow down another bite, you're hit with a sudden realisation and smile at him. it makes him frown, apprehensive, but his ears flop and he's just so cute you can't help but smile wider somehow.

"hey y'know, you don't talk as much as the other katsuki's do. you're so different when you're quiet. it's not something i'm used to." you wonder out loud. "to be honest, i thought you couldn't speak at all at first.." he scowls at you in confusion, maybe a bit insulted you thought he was unable to talk, but his cheeks turn pink and he looks off to the side. ignoring your words, he urges you to continue eating.

you hum happily once you finish, showing him you were done but he doesn't let you go despite that. even after you swallow, his hands stay against your jaw, squeezing your cheeks. he huffs amusedly when he squeezes you hard enough to make a duck face, but loosens up when you whimper in slight discomfort.

"squishy." he settles. he chuckles

"i'm not a toy." you deadpan.

(he seems to finally find something amusing and of course it has to be messing with you, is every single katsuki a little shit ?)

"squishy like one." he snarks, prodding at poking at your cheeks. you decide to retaliate and go for a double handed cheek squeeze. he flies back like you'd slapped him. "not so fun when the shoe's on the other foot, huh ?" you provoke. he doesn't like your answer obviously, and copies you. he grabs both your cheeks harshly while you're still holding onto his. "stupid human." he sneers.

"ouch ! quit it!" you whine.

"let go." he orders. you shake your head "you let go !" he responds with a grunt and you decide to compromise because you figure it's starting to hurt for both of you now.

"okay...how 'bout we both let go at the same time, okay ?" you widen your arms in warning "alright ?" you urge. you take his grunt as a sign of agreement. "okay... 3, 2, 1.." you slowly release his cheeks and he loosens his grip a moment after you, squints at you like he's really debating it, but ultimately let's go of you. you sigh in relief and rub your cheeks and smile up at katsuki who looks away from you, petulantly huffing and ducking his head away from you.

and well, you'd already broken about fifty five of his unspoken rules, you figured you might as well take a leap of faith.

katsuki's eyes widen when he feels your hands in his hair, you half expect him to snap at you, to bare his teeth and growl and bite. but instead, he subtly tries to lean his head downwards just a little to the right to guide you towards the holy grail; one of his fluffy, twitching wolf ears.

just a little bit of patience; that was all a katsuki needed before he'd seek out attention himself, you smile. "good boy." you praise, simpering. he grumbles, it doesn't sound like one of his warning growls, more like a complaint, a denial maybe ?

"not...not a good boy." he stumbles, blinking tiredly. unbeknownst to him, or maybe his instincts had just fully taken control. he ducks his head even harder into you, digging into your palm insisting you scratch exactly where he wanted. you want to see if he's still sensitive in the same spot as your katsuki is. you're proven correct when he lets out a lows rumble once your fingers reach the back of his nape.

"right yeah. very bad boy, right ?" you grin. he growls at you.

after your little tender moment, his path to prodding continues. he prods at your clothes, your ears and your hair and he cannot leave your fingers alone. you can't even do the dishes because he's pulling your hand towards him at any move you make, poking and placing them how he wants like those little wooden mannequins you see in stores.

you'd learned to deal with it after he'd been at it for 30 minutes, you're sitting on the couch now, trying your best to respond to your friends texts asking you how you'd been doing with the feral bakugou, said bakugou still sniffing around at your fingers when—

"WOAH!"

the fucker had bit your hand, and it actually stung. you reflexively try to pull your hand out of his mouth but he takes it as a challenge and growls as he glares, urging you to try and pull his new toy away. did the bastard actually think you were a chew toy ?!

"katsuki, no !" you try, slowly going towards his mouth to pull him away, his head snaps back and when his grip loosens and you manage to rip your hand out of his jaw you bring your hand towards you. aka, away from him and he's obviously pissed as he leans towards you.

"no, bad ! no biting !" a growl is all you get as warning before he's pouncing on you and you're being chased around the dorm building by your wolfish boyfriend.

"ow..." you whine for the umpteenth time. katsuki looks nothing but pleased, pretending like he hadn't heard you as he continues teething at your fingers.

you'd tried quite literally everything to shake him off; whenever you'd lock yourself in the bathroom or your room or anywhere with a lock he'd whine and growl against the door till you let him in; when he'd made his way inside you dorm room his eyes widened before he started making a mess and smelling everything. you had been a bit flattered that he liked your smell so much but you had to pull him out of the room when he started trying to eat your socks.

"ouch !" you yip, this time when you sigh katsuki's eyes fly up to you in surprise, kinda like when puppies realise they took play fighting too far. he almost looks guilty as his ears drop.

"look, you can't just do that, it hurts." you explain. his face drops as you continue and his eyebrows furrow harder, he never liked getting scolded after all. cheeks turning pink he places your hand on top of his head and nudges it. your heart skips despite yourself.

your fingers act before your mind and they curl in his hair. he juts his neck out to you, signalling you to keep going and you greedily reach up to pet his ears again. might as well enjoy this while you could, right ? technically, it was retribution for the what your fingers had to endure for the entire day.

you think you could die happy right in that moment, if zeus decided to strike you down right here and now, you'd welcome it with open arms.

katsuki chases your hand a bit when you pull away. he looks a little sleepy again as he looks at you. his head slumps into your shoulder and he leans up to sniff and lick your cheek and bite into it, a bit softer. as soft as a beasts jaw can be.

his ears perk up when you giggle, and he takes it as a sign to do it again. until he topples you over and decides he likes it that way, no matter how hard you try to push at him. he growls at you, but it sounds sleepy and drained, he's most definitely sleepy now, so you decide to let it go with a defeated sigh.

"you really are a big puppy, huh ?" he answers you with another growl and a sleepy warning "not a puppy.."

you giggle "oh, but you are. big, spoiled puppy." it obviously irritates him that you're not taking him serious but besides pushing his weight onto you some more he says nothing.

you're feeling a little greedy and go back to petting his ears, slowly running over them to see them twitch "besides the ears, and the fact you're so quiet, you and my katsuki are basically just the same."

his ears perking up makes you jump, he lifts his head up with a fang poking out "your katsuki is me. i'm better." he warns.

where had you heard this before ?

"gosh, you guys really are all the same it's crazy..." you wonder out loud, katsuki nudges at your hand and you quickly apologise before continuing to pet him.

a grunt. "i'm better."

"sure you are." you soothe. and he rewards your agreement by turning to face you and leaning up to lick your cheek. his warm arms wrap around you and he's squeezing, a bit hard but you don't mind because he softens his hold just for you, as much as a beast can.

"we sleep. and you don't move," his fingers dig into you. "you stay here."

of course, this katsuki doesn't know how to ask for cuddles either, you laugh and run one of your hands on his back "aye aye, captain."

happy with your response, he nudges his nose onto your collarbone "mine." he says to himself and it makes you shiver.

"mine..my mate.."

and he's out like a light, damn him.

of course, katsuki always had a way of saying the most endearing shit and brushing you off or pretending like he didn't hear you when you ask him, and it seemed this one was no different. though as you look at him sleep, you feel at peace, almost beside your heart drumming against your chest.

you can't help but wonder if this was the end of it, if there was more to come. or if how long this would last exactly.

oh well, you probably had plenty of time to think about that later. your eyes feel heavier and heavier and you fall asleep lulled by the sound of katsuki's breathing and occasional mumbling.

you wake up still warm but looking up at a katsuki this time. your boyfriend.

your sleepy groan catches your boyfriend's attention and your ears starts picking up on your classmates chatter. ah, so classes were over.

"you awake yet ?" your boyfriend speaks, quieter than he usually would to not startle you too much. as quiet as...well, a katsuki can.

you hum, going to rub at your eyes until you realise your arm hangs limply in the air.

oh, katsuki's carrying you.

you kick your feet slightly as giddiness overtakes you "where's katsuki ?" you ask. of course, you know it's a bit of a loaded question and he won't like your phrasing. and by the looks of his pinched brows and scowl, he doesn't. at all.

"don't piss me off." he scoffs and you laugh, tucking your head into him "really missing when you were asleep and fuckin' quiet..." he mumbles.

he grunts when you giggle sleepily to yourself before answering your question “guess he fucked back off to where he came from, found you passed out on the couch. fucker must’ve done a number on ya.” he explains.

you hum in response “you have no idea..”

katsuki eyes you suspiciously “what’d he do ? wasn’t he just sitting there starin’ at ya ?”

“for the most part, but then you just kept trying to bite me, half expected you to try and eat me.”

katsuki’s eyes widen to the size of saucers “what the fuck ? and stop saying it like i did that ! don’t lump me in with that thing, dickhead !”

you laugh, snorting into his chest, you feel how he huffs in frustration. you sigh "besides that, you were a really good boy. for the most part."

an awkward sound stays clogged into his throat and then he's quiet, too quiet for a long while. then he scoffs, you feel it almost reverberate against you. his fingers dig into your shoulder in reprimand. "s-shut up, stop saying weird shit..."

katsuki makes sure to keep his eyes straight ahead when he feels you look up at him, but you see his ear stained red.

“just so you know, this shit isn’t happening again. if i see another one of those bastards i’ll blast him to hell. and you,” he squeezes the bottom of your thigh ripping a surprised noise from you “you’re staying in my dorm tomorrow and we’re gonna study, gonna beat all the shit you missed into your skull if i have to.”

“i’m looking forward to it.” you yawn, unbothered as you prepare to fall right back asleep despite your boyfriend warning you not to.

when katsuki gets you to your bedroom, he's surprisingly sweet when he lays you down your bed and while you're wiggling to get comfy you look up to see him fiddling awkwardly with hands at his sides, you raise a brow at how he glances around, unsure.

you can't ask him what's wrong before he groans at the sky, leans down and chomps onto your cheek.

you stiffen a bit in surprise, your entire body heats up before your thoughts can catch up. he leans back up, eyebrows furrowed like he's angry and you know he's blushing despite the darkness in the room.

"if anybody's supposed to be bitin' you 's me..i'm your boyfriend...don't forget it." he mumbles the last part of his sentence quieter before he makes his way out and he offers you a quick "g'night." with his hands shoved in his pockets.

you wait until you're sure he's gone far enough to grab your pillow and squeal into it. it takes you longer to fall asleep as you wiggle and shake around like a worm. but you manage when you remember and dream about the feeling of the fluffiness of a certain hybrid's ears.

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Third time's a charm

pairing: nonidol!hyunjin x fem!reader

genre: fluffy romance, fastburn, he falls first

wc: 6k

summary: hyunjin just wants a chance - okay maybe three - to make you fall for him

jé's note: my little gift to my beautiful @hyunjincanraptoo, happy birthday amiga, you're a light in my life, our chats always makes me so happy, i love you and i hope you enjoy this little fic and have an amazing day celebrating your life ❤️ ps: send some brigadeiro to me 🤭

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After a hell of week with noses buried into books and never ending lectures, friday night finally arrived and everyone could finally relax, and if you lived around the campus you'd surely get plenty of options to pick: whether it be night clubs or rooftop bars to karaoke or crashing into fraternities, the dorms would be completely silent, unless… you decided to enjoy some other type of fun.

Hyunjin was walking down the hall with his phone in hand blowing up with messages.

Lia (library) - how come you aren’t at Jack's? 😔

Cecilia (class) - hyun, come to the rooftop, they are having dj’s battle

Angel - bro, they are giving double drinks until 2 *attached: a picture of a blue bottle*

Kelly (café) - Felix told me you just left, right when I arrived? 💔

“So clingy…” Chuckled to himself, putting his phone in his back pocket, stopping in front of his door, pressing the keyword.

Hyunjin coming back to his dorm before midnight and all alone? That was a new.

Because the boy did love to party. You could always know that if there was good music and girls, Hyunjin and his friends would always be there. It was like a pattern, they didn't even need to do anything, the boys simply would leave traces and suddenly be stumbled upon by coincidence by them. It was fun but after some time it got boring, all those hollow girls felt and acted the same, the only difference was their faces, sometimes not even their names.

Hyunjin was bored, he wanted more. He wanted someone new, something different…

The chuckles and muffled chat coming from the end of the corridor caught his attention and he looked over, seeing you opening the door of your dorm with a boy waiting behind, poking your sides.

…someone like you.

The only girl from the building that didn't try to get his number, the one that he only knew the name because you were classmates and still, you never bothered to look for excuses to study with him. In fact, you looked pretty annoyed this morning, when the professor paired up you two for a new project.

Neither you nor Yunho noticed Hyunjin before you entered your dorm. But he thought it would be better that he would get inside too, before calling Felix.

“Hey angel!”

“Changed your mind after seeing the drinks?” The blonde teased when he picked up the call.

“Tonight I'll pass. I'm actually calling because I need a little help” Hyunjin plopped down in bed, kicking off his shoes.

“Sure, what is it?”

“Ji’s there, right?” There was a moment of silence before Felix confirmed.

“Ok, great. I need you to ask her to call y/n, say she needs help” He reached for the bubblegum on his bedside table, unwrapping one and popping it into his mouth.

“What?” Felix chuckled, curious about what his best friend was up to now.

“I will explain it all later, now just do me this favor, alright?”

“Yep” Felix beckoned for Ji to come where he was “Gonna talk to her now”

“Ok, great, oh and tell her to be careful, we don’t want to scare y/nnie… just need to interrupt something” Hyunjin smirked, thinking about his next steps.

“Ok, I get it now” Felix also had a smirk while staring at the girl beside him

“She will be calling soon. May I help with anything else?”

“No, thanks. That was all, have fun!”

“Oh, I definitely will…” Felix winked at Ji, that was twirling her hair around her fingers, staring up at him.

~ ♡ ~

Exactly 10 minutes later Hyunjin heard footsteps outside. Waiting just a bit, he opened the door and peaked to check if the area was clear before stepping out.

You were putting your jacket back on when you heard a soft knock on the door. Smiling, you walked there, imagining Yunho changed his mind, deciding to be decent and not letting you risk go out so late all alone.

“You?” Your smile faded when Hyunjin popped the bubble, offering you one of his stupid (and perfect) grins.

“Hello to you, too. May I come in?” His ask was useless since he was already doing it, his shoulder brushing against yours as he casually stepped inside.

You groaned in annoyance, watching him stop and gaze around. The small lilac couch matched the dark purple fluffy rug and pink cushions, beside it there was the desk with your computer, a panel with colorful sticky notes and some pictures, his mouth twisted when he saw a polaroid of Yunho there.

“Nice place…” His eyes roamed over again, everything was so neat and well organized, exactly how he imagined the straight A's room would be. He stopped in front of your bookshelf, noticing how the books were perfectly organized by colors, he couldn’t help the urge to pull the blue and pink out and switch them.

“Stop it!” You grabbed his wrist as he picked the yellow one, ready to switch it with another too. Hyunjin laughed, sitting in your bed while watching you put them back in order.

“As much as I wouldn’t love for you to stay and chat, I gotta a place to be so you need to leave” You grabbed your purse, and paced around looking for where you left your phone.

He sat down in your bed, picking the teddy bear that was lying against your pillow, he scoffed before chuckling lightly, running his finger on its head “Cute”

“So… where are we going?” He looked up at you with mischief when you came by his side and grabbed the phone.

“We aren’t going anywhere. I'm calling an Uber” You drew the password code and opened up the app, Hyunjin shook his head.

“There’s no way I'm letting you get into a stranger's car this late at night” You stopped typing, side glancing at him

“How could it be any different from getting into your car?”

“C'mon, you can't be serious right now” He rolled his eyes.

“I mean, we aren’t friends, I've never even spoken to you before. How could I know if you aren’t dangerous too?”

“Yeah, if it wasn't for Mr Park you'd still be ignoring me…” He gazed at you with wide eyes before narrowing his eyebrows in suspicion “Aren't you the strange one, then?”

You slapped his arm and he let out a fake ouch as if it hurted

“See? I should be the one afraid to get inside a car with you!”

You raised your hand to smack him again, but he quickly grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer to face him, making another bubble. Your free hand landed on his knee and you ignored the way your heart skipped a beat and your sudden wish to lean even closer and pop it before he did it, smirking devilishly at you after snapping you back to reality.

“Hey hey, easy there doll. If you wanted to touch me, you should simply ask” He teased and you pulled your hand back with an annoyed groan, straightening up again.

“Ugh, you're so annoying!”

Hyunjin stood up, too close for your liking so you took a little step back, making him chuckle.

“Annoying? Oh, I've been called a lot of stuff before, but that's new” He teased with that damn smirk glued on his face, you crossed your arms in front of your chest, looking away.

He was loving it, it was refreshing although it surprised him at first. How come you could be so unbothered by him when girls would always be gravitating around him, trying to get his attention, hoping to get in his bed?

“Oh, I know” You scoffed. Of course you knew, every girl loved to brag when they had a chance.

Could you blame them?

You wouldn't lie, you weren’t blind, he was handsome, way too handsome… With that black long and silk hair, his cute nose and plush lips that insisted on tugging into that annoying smile you wanted to rip off his stupid pretty face.

Yes, you could blame them!

Gorgeous or not, he was just a boy at the end of the day, not just that, but one with commitment issues too, which only made everything worse. They should be wiser and use their brains instead of thinking with theirs...

“You know? Oh good, so it means you weren’t so oblivious about me, after all” Teased again, poking your side. You took one more step back, frowning at him, a silent warning for him to stop if he wanted to keep those five fingers intact.

“Yeah, I know exactly what type of man you’re”

“Hmm, why are you making it sound like it's something bad?”

“Because it is” Your cold reply caught him by surprise, he wasn't expecting it, he wasn't used to someone being so bold with him like this.

You couldn’t read his expression while he stayed silent and looked at you, as if thinking about something, and for some reason you felt bad, realizing you should have chosen your words carefully. You felt awkward now.

“One chance!” Hyunjin grabbed your hands, sending a sudden jolt of electricity through them, your eyes widened.

“Uh?”

“Give me one chance, to prove you I'm not as bad as you think”

“Hyunjin…”

“Please” You couldn’t tell if he was playing or being serious right now.

“Why do you care so much about what I think, anyways?” You tried to laugh it off, it wasn't a big deal, but he stayed serious, gazing at you.

“I like you…” He said so casually with a shrug “...Plus, you're stuck with me for the rest of the semester as we work on our project, so I think at least we should get along”

You shook your head, he couldn’t be serious.

“Hyunjin…”

“Two…” He showed two fingers up, biting down his bottom lip, then shook his head, lifting one more “Three!”

“You really won’t leave it, will you?”

“Obviously not” He shook his head, mischievously smiling and poking your sides again and you squirmed “C'mon, y/nnie… just three dates, imagine all the girls who would be dying to be in your shoes right now”

“Yeah, I'll text them on the group chat” You waved your phone “Who wants to volunteer?”

“Ha ha, aren’t you so funny?” He asked sarcastically, picking the phone from your hand “But I already told you, I don’t want them, I want you!”

~ ♡ ~

20 minutes had passed and your heart was still thrumming, stealing glances of Hyunjin while you sat on the passenger's seat of his car.

I want you.

Three little words being repeated inside your mind over and over again.

He was quiet during the whole drive, which was actually surprising, the only sound being the soft balad playing on the radio, but there was a little grin lingering in the corner of his mouth as his gaze was focused on the road ahead.

You couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in his mind.

As for Hyunjin? He was just hoping your friend wouldn’t ruin his plan when you’d arrive at the pub.

You texted Ji to let her know that you arrived, but got no response, thinking she could be drowning her sorrow with alcohol after being dumped by her man, you decided to walk in and go after her. Hyunjin followed you, grabbing your hand and guiding you inside, you noticed the not subtle glances from some girls towards you, after they would greet Hyunjin, you rolled your eyes and held his hand tighter without even realizing, but he did, gently stroking your hand with his thumb, a smirk playing on his lips as you walked around looking for the blonde.

“You've got to be kidding me!” You exclaimed when you spotted her, or at least who you thought was her…

The colorful lights that danced around them were making it difficult to tell where Ji started and Felix ended.

Hyunjin's eyes widened up in surprise when he heard your gasp and a wide and proud grin appeared on his face. You started walking towards them, but got pulled back by him, gasping in surprise when you crashed against his chest.

You looked up at him and there it was, that annoying thrumming inside your chest again, but not only that, there was also a subtle dizziness too, as you inhaled the woody scent of his cologne. His hands rested on your arms, and you shivered slightly when he leaned closer.

“Wait, wait. What do you think you're doing?” He whispered and you rolled your eyes, peeking over his shoulder, noticing the blondes’ heavy makeout session was still going on. “Don't you know that’s rude to disturb? Let them have fun!” Hyunjin chuckled, which only annoyed you even more.

“Ugh, I can't believe Ji did that, she was crying just minutes ago”

“Well, it seems like Yongbok saved the day, then” Hyunjin wiggled away just in time before you smack him.

“Y/nniiieeee!” Arms were thrown over your shoulders as an excited Ji hugged you from behind.

You turned to face her, noticing the girl had lipstick smeared all around her lips, pretty much like Felix did when he came around with two cups in hand. You twisted your mouth, watching him talk with Hyunjin, your drunk friend giggling by your side.

“I'm so happy you're here, y/nnie. We are gonna have so much fun!” Ji side hugged you, squeezing you against her.

“Ji, you were crying, what happened? Where's Hong-joong?” You looked around “I'll fight him, what did he do?”

“Hong-joong, uh?” Her eyebrows raised up a bit, looking at you with slightly confusion, Ji noticed Hyunjin's silent plea for her to play along, so she did it. Small nodding, rubbing her forehead “Oh yeah, about that…”

“He isn't worth it, I'm okay…” She waved off as if it wasn't a big deal and then she grabbed your hands, her eyes sparkling with mischief “...now, tell me, you and Hyunjin, uh?”

“There’s no me and Hyunjin, he simply just drove me here” You shrugged, quickly glancing at him just to find out he was already staring at you while chatting with his friend. You turned back to Ji, trying to ignore him.

“He said he wouldn’t let me get into a random's car so late at night”

“Awwn, that’s so sweet!” Ji excitedly clapped and you looked down, feeling a little flustered, it was sweet indeed.

You glanced at him again, noticing he was beckoning at you to go there and you shrugged again at your friend, acting nonchalantly.

“Anyways, it doesn't mean anything” “Of course it does, Hong-joong never offered to do it for me…” Ji admitted and then chuckled, but the humor didn't reach her eyes “...damn, he would call me over and make me pay for the ride to his place…”

Ji's voice was becoming a faint sound as you came to realize how neither did Yunho. The cute boy that you met at the library on a random friday and had been ‘talking’ ever since.

Cute boy skipping a party at some random frat house to focus on his exams that would happen in two weeks? That felt like a huge green flag!

Or maybe he just needed every single point if he didn’t want to fail that semester.

Hyunjin held out a cup for you, but you shook your head.

“We are leaving” You simply told him, crossing your arms.

“Uh? Not even my girlfriend yet and you're already bossing me around?” He grinned and you flustered right away, gritting your teeth.

“No, that’s not what I meant, it's just that we came together and… ugh!”

Hyunjin chuckled, taking a sip of the soda he just offered you “Relax, y/nnie… I'm just teasing you” He took one step forward, invading your personal space as he leaned in before you took one step back, which only made his grin get wider “Has anybody told you how cute you look when you're all flustered?”

“Stop that!” You scoffed, looking away.

“Even more cute when annoyed”

“You seem to enjoy it a lot, don’t you?”

“Oh, I surely do” A new step forward, another step back. Hyunjin smirked, taking one more step and picking a little strand of your hair between his fingers, playing with it then gazing back at you.

Looking into his eyes for a moment that felt way too longer than actually was, your breath hitched and you felt speechless.

“I wanna leave…” You cleared your throat, feeling awkward.

“Oh c'mon, we just got here. Let's stay for a little while” His fingers were still caressing your hair, a mischievous smile playing on his lips “Please…”

Damn, how could you say no to that cute face?

“Okay, fine. Just a little more” Hyunjin's smile got wider and he suddenly hugged you, taking you completely by surprise and also intoxicating you with his delicious cologne that would get stuck on your skin and give you trouble sleeping that night.

“Stay with me and I'll make you glad you came” He whispered in your ear. It wasn't in reference to the lyrics of the song that was playing, Hyunjin knew exactly what he was doing and the way you got tense between his arms, he noticed it worked.

“You really think you're funny” You pulled back, rolling your eyes.

“Oh I can be that, I can be a lot of things actually and I'm sure you'll love every single one of them” His words dripped like honey and a funny sensation rushed down your body like little electricity jolts.

“Very cocky too” You did your best to not let it show, but you were enjoying that side of him, maybe a little too much for your own liking.

“I can be that too…” Hyunjin held your hands, pulling you to dance with him. His hands rested on your waist and you let your own rest on his shoulders, a little too close and a little too good, but you wouldn't dare to say it out loud. So you would turn around when it would get too much, a moment of clarity when the invisible pull to kiss him would become too strong, making Hyunjin fight his own urges then, to not hold your hips and pull you flush against him.

Obviously he was losing it, but could you blame him? So you let him, but just for a second or two, before you'd pull away again, cheeky.

That was the first time you danced with Hyunjin. That was also the first time he didn’t even get a simple kiss when the night ended.

And as ironic as it could sound, he loved it.

~ ♡ ~

You clutched your cardigan tighter around your body, it was particularly chill in that morning and way too early to leave the comfort and warmth from your bed. Stepping inside the bus, you sighed with relief when you felt it was warmer inside, your destination was the natural park, a school trip to do some research for the project you were working on.

Finding an empty seat, you slid down, leaving your backpack by your side and resting your head against the window, your eyes closing instantly, you were tired from staying up until late studying, didn't notice your bag being moved or the shoulder brushing against yours, your head being gently tilted to the opposite side and you let out a little sigh while nuzzling your face against the soft fabric of his hoodie, that known woody scent filling up your nostrils, warming you up inside.

Hyunjin looked down at you all cozied against him and his hand reached out, gently running his fingers on your hair, breathing in the floral scent of your shampoo, he smiled, feeling good and he noticed he could get used to it.

You sleepy groaned, trying to brush his hand off when he poked his finger into your ear, Hyunjin chuckles woke you up.

“Hey, sleepyhead, we arrived” Blinking a few times, you jolted in your seat when you noticed you were basically laying on top of him.

“Slept well?” His tease came along with his chuckles, watching you fix your disheveled hair with your hands. You rolled your eyes.

Looking out of the window, you noticed the trees that surrounded the entrance of the park, a big sign hanging on the trunk of the biggest one with the draw of the map of the site and some instructions for the visitors, glancing back at Hyunjin, you watched him stand up, picking both your bags, you stood up too, following him out.

“You should have woken me up…” You murmured, standing by his side.

“Yeah, but you were so cute talking in your sleep, I didn’t want to interrupt you” He side glanced at you, leaning closer, his tone low just for you to hear, as the other students gathered around, listening to Mr Park's instructions.

“What? I don’t talk in my sleep!” You scoffed.

“Oh Hyunjin, just give me a kiss” He mocked with a tiny voice and your cheeks burned high so you smacked his arm.

“Stop it or I'll ask Mr Park to pair me up with someone else” You hissed at him and he made a zipper motion on his mouth.

“...and you're all adults with internet access so be smart, I'm here to help you with your projects and not to play baby-sitter!” Mr Park didn't bother with the laugh of the students when he finished his talk, turning around and guiding the group to the cabins area.

~ ♡ ~

“I can't believe you got a cabin just for yourself!” Hyunjin followed you out of the reception in the direction of your cabin, still carrying your stuff.

“Why wouldn’t I?” You smiled, admiring the diversity of flowers that made a pathway towards the little matching wooden cabins, it was charming like a little village, with windows adorned with flowers too.

“We're partners, you should stay with me” He said it nonchalantly, as if it was the most obvious thing.

“Project partners, there's a difference” You corrected him, unlocking the door and stepping inside.

The interior was simple, but as charming as the outside, there were two beds looking cozy with the white wool covers and fluffy pillows, a small bedside table with a lamp, a fluffy white rug between them, a small wardrobe and a door that you assumed was for the bathroom.

“I'm gonna change that soon” He placed the bags on the floor next to the bed.

“A little too confident, aren’t we?” You teased giggling, sitting down on the opposite bed.

“I mean, I've got some credits…”“Just two…” You reminded him when he sat on the bed in front of you, casually resting his hand on your knee, the other going to play with a strand of your hair again.

He was too close again, you wondered what was this boy's problem with personal space. And also with your heart, you definitely should make an appointment to check those random beat skips…

“I thought we agreed on three…” His eyes widened in surprise, letting the strand slip between his fingers.

“We did, but you already used one” You nodded, smiling.

“When?”

“That day at the pub, the Ji emergency…” You didn't notice how soft you sounded, remembering how you danced together but luck for you, neither did him.

“No way, that one doesn't count, I wasn't ready!” He whined dramatically smacking his forehead

.“Of course it does” You insisted, nodding again and chuckling.

“I'd try harder if I knew…” He murmured under his breath, clearly talking to himself as he looked down, his lips pouting as if he was concentrating, contemplating.

You couldn’t help but laugh, it was funny how it looked like he was really taking it seriously “As if you were the ‘try hard’ type”

“You're right, I'm not” His behavior suddenly shifted back to cocky again and you laughed out loud by accident.

You covered your face, letting your laugh calm down and he smiled, admiring you, leaning slightly closer again while the room became silent as you stared at each other.

“Hmm, let’s go look around, we need to find some samples before it gets dark” You stood up suddenly, already making your way out.

Hyunjin followed you, not bothering to take his bags out of your cabin.

~ ♡ ~

Your exploration time had to be cut short due to the weather changing, after waiting for the rain to end, you and Hyunjin decided to go back and explore a little further into the woods, not too far because the sun would set soon, just a quick look to find a very specific flower you wanted, known for its strong healing properties it would be perfect for future works.

“Are you sure they grow in places like this?” Hyunjin was getting tired, it felt like you’ve been working in circles for hours.

“Yeah, they don’t enjoy much sun, so it's probably around here” The path was surrounded by big full trees and pebbles, lots of them, you frowned when you looked down at your feet, the dirt became mud and not only was it slippery it also ruined your allstar.

“What does it look like again?” “It looks like a pink heart, with tiny lilac dots at the end of the petals and… I found it!” You squealed excitedly when you spotted the flower almost hidden between the rocks. Hyunjin chuckled with your excitement, but also felt relieved that the search was over.

In the hype state you hushed to pick it, ignoring how slippery it was, but nature was quick to remember you, making you awkwardly slip your way down the rock you were about to step and if Hyunjin wasn’t quick enough and held your arm, pulling you flush against him, you'd fall right on your butt and completely embarrass yourself in front of your crush with the bonus of doing a special version of the walk of shame with mud all over your butt.

Luckily none of this happened, but from the way you yelped, Hyunjin noticed something still wasn't right. He held you by your shoulders, eyes training down your figure.

“My foot… I think I twisted it…” You looked down, it was hurting pretty bad.

“Ouch, okay… Let's go back and…” His hand was sliding around your waist, but you stopped.

“Wait, we must pick the flower first”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, that’s the most important thing of the project, plus if we simply leave then I'll have hurt myself for nothing” You looked up at him, waiting.

“Okay, fine. Stay here” He rolled his eyes, letting go of you and you did a small nod, smiling.

“Please be careful, Jinnie” His heart fluttered, it was the first time you used that nickname for him. He decided to not tease you about it now, and simply nodded, going to the rocks to pick the flower for you.

It wouldn’t be Hyunjin if he didn’t show off, so of course he had to slid the pathway and go pick another one too, prettier than that first you found, but just to have an excuse to roll his sleeves up and hop back on the rock, coaxing a little worried squeal from you.

“You could hurt yourself” You whined when he approached you, chuckling.

“I'm sorry, promise won’t happen again” He held out the pretty flower “For you”

You smiled, admiring it and feeling a bit flustered, murmuring a shy thank you. You were about to pick it, when he gently placed it behind your ear.

“Cute” He scoffed quietly, chuckling and you felt the heat in your cheeks again. Same heat that would travel all over your body when he held your waist and slid his other arm behind your knee, easily picking you up.

“Oh my God, what are you doing?” You squealed.

“I'm carrying you back, your foot will get worse if you walk” He shrugged “Now let's go, it's starting to get dark”

You just nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your head on his shoulder, ignoring the insistent thrumming of your heart as he made the way back and in that moment, you forgot that others could run into you, only focusing on his scent and the heat coming from him.

“Hyunjin! What are you…” You heard Mr Park's surprised voice and you hid your face against the fabric of his hoodie “You know what? I don’t wanna know”

Hyunjin blushed, his fingers gripping a little tighter on you and he started walking quicker to prevent running into anyone else.

Back into your cabin, Hyunjin placed the pillows against the wall for you to lean against it and put one under your feet, sitting by your side and taking a good look to check the damage, luckily it was just a little swollen. He threw a blanket over you and went out to grab some ice.

Your heart fluttered while you watched the scene unfold, Hyunjin's concerned gaze on your ankle, the plastic bag in his hand getting wet because of the ice melting inside it.

“Is it still hurting?” He murmured, placing the bag a little to the side.

“Just a bit…” You replied and he hummed.You wouldn't lie, you were a little surprised with him, it felt very unexpected to you to see Hyunjin like that.

You couldn’t help but wonder if it was Yunho, would take care of you like this too? It was Yunho, the most boyfriend material guy you knew, of course he would, what a silly question was that? You thought. He appeared to like you, but then why haven't you heard from him for weeks?

Gazing back at Hyunjin, you remembered about a movie you watched, it was a silly romcom, but had a clear message: if he wants you, he will show it, if he wants to date you, he will work for it. Yunho knew all the right words to say, but why did it feel like he would only call you when he was bored?

Your contemplative moment vanished when your phone buzzed, Hyunjin looked up at you, he had put the ice bag aside and was now massaging your ankle slowly, his thumbs pressing the soft skin, sending little jolts up your body. You reached out and pulled the device from your purse, eyebrows narrowing when you saw the notification, surprised with who decided to come back after weeks of pure silence.

Gazing up you saw Hyunjin not even trying to be subtle as he tried to peek up and see who texted you. You bit down your bottom lip, holding back a smirk.

“Your contender…” You waved your phone, teasing him.

“Hunf, I don’t feel threatened” He scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“Oh really?” You raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms.

“Yeah…” He shrugged, scooting up to sit close to you, smirking, he held a strand of your hair and played with it “I know I’m the favorite”

“Hmm, is that so?” You asked and he nodded, coming even closer.

“Don't you agree?” He whispered, too close, once again. You stayed silent, tucking in your bottom lip, a spark appearing in your eyes as you stared into his just to look away.

Hyunjin’s fingers gently touched your jaw, turning your face back to him. The cabin was quiet, but inside you there was a storm forming up quickly.

“It's a secret…” You whispered, gaze traveling down from his eyes to his plush lips just in time to witness him wetting them. You trembled slightly, looking back up.

“That's okay, your secret is safe with me…” He whispered back, his fingers held under your chin and pulled you towards him, the gap was small but still he did it slowly, as if giving you time to change your mind, to pull back if you wanted to. But you didn't…

Instead, you closed your eyes and a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth as he finished closing the gap. His hand caressed your neck until it reached the back while his lips moved against yours, slowly like a caress, your lips parted and his tongue brushed against yours, making your heart skip a beat, he tasted sweet, like the strawberry bubblegum he had earlier, his fingers played with your hair, you couldn’t help smiling through the kiss, noticing how he really seemed to be obsessed with touching it.

He thought it was cute and soft, later you'd learn that, but in that moment he just wanted to keep kissing you and that's what he did.

Kiss you. Over and over again.

Just like that, kiss after kiss, Hyunjin managed to spend the night in the cabin with you…

And much to even his own surprise, he didn’t do anything beyond that.

‘I don’t want you to think I'm using you or anything like that…'

‘I really like you…’

And in that night, between his soft whispered confessions and slow kisses while caressing each other, you met yet another version of Hyunjin, the soft one and probably that would be your favorite.

~ ♡ ~

After a hell of a week filled with projects and finals, all you wanted was to get back to your dorm, slide under the covers and shut off the world for the rest of the month. Your feet dragged on the floor, a sigh of relief leaving your lips when you heard the soft click of the door being unlocked.

You yawned, kicking your shoes and letting your purse slide down your arm and fall by the chair, books being carelessly placed on the desk. You didn't notice how the picture of Yunho was gone from your panel, your other friends’ pictures and sticky notes still there, a new picture of a certain shaggy haired boy winking being there instead, your books all out of order went unnoticed too.

But you noticed something new in your bed, lying there beside your plushie, you walked toward it and grabbed it: a new plushie, an extremely squeezable teddy bear holding a heart written be mine. The surprise was so cute you didn't think about the fact he knew your dorm's password, you giggled, holding it tight against you before you called Hyunjin's phone, one, two, three times and no answer, so you decided to go there.

Hyunjin opened the door after the second knock, popping a pink bubblegum and smirking.

“May I come in?” You did it like him when you first interacted, walking inside before he could reply. Hyunjin smirked, watching your reaction.

It was your first time getting into his dorm, so you were definitely curious to see what it looked like, and what you saw was pretty different from your imagination.

The mattress was on the floor, there were cushions and pillows, lots of them, and blankets, one sheet was half up, hanging in a chair. Your eyes widened and you turned to face him.

“A fort?” You smiled as you watched his cheeks getting rosy.

“Hello to you too and yeah… It was a surprise” He scratched the back of his neck, murmuring the end, suddenly fearing your reaction since he never done such a thing for a girl.

“A surprise for me?” Your smile got wider, that was lovely and so unexpected.

“Yeah, I thought I'd have more time before you came back” He shrugged, looking around, it was almost everything done.

You covered your eyes with both hands, shaking your head “Pretend that I'm not here” Hyunjin chuckled, finding your intention to fix the problem very endearing. Noticing how you stood still with your eyes covered, he finished setting the sheets and came back to stand in front of you, he pulled your hands down and your mouth fell agap when you saw the blanket fort complete.

“Awwn, that’s so cute!”

“You're cute” Hyunjin squeezed both your cheeks between his hands, gently shaking your head before he gave you a kiss when you whined.

You both slid inside, cozying up and putting a random movie on the projector that you pretended you’d watch. It didn’t last not even 10 minutes because Hyunjin was already all over you.

“About that plushie…” You whispered a little breathless, fingertips running down his back, under his shirt.

“Hmm…?” His murmur was muffled against your neck, as he kept kissing under your ear, making you shiver.

“Be mine?” You repeated the words written in the heart, waiting for his explanation, Hyunjin smirked against your skin, giving a little nibble before he lifted his head up to look at you.

“Say please” He bit down his bottom lip, cheeky.

“Hyunjin!” You smacked his arm, but a little laugh escaped your lips anyways.

“Ouch! I’m kidding, baby…” He gave you a peck, grinning again “I already am” Hyunjin teased again, as if you were the one asking him to date you.

“Oh my God, you're truly impossible!” You scoffed, but Hyunjin noticed the little smirk on your lips.

“Okay, this time’s serious. Be mine?” He asked softly, caressing your waist, feeling the warmth of your skin under his palm.

“Hmm, I don’t know… gimme some time to think” You did your best to attempt to sound nonchalant, but his frustrated expression and squeeze on your waist broke you into laughter.

“I’m kidding, Jinnie…” You caressed his back again, embracing him a little tighter and leaning forward, whispering against his lips “Because I already am…”

His heart fluttered and he kissed you, resting his forehead against yours as he spoke again.

“Ha ha, seems like somebody's getting really funny”

“What can I say? I'm learning with the best” You shrugged, giggling.

“Oh really? Well, let’s see what else I can teach you…” He closed the gap between you two, kissing you again, this time deeper, body pressing against yours.

And as the night stretched out, you two got lost into each other inside the blanket fort. His phone on silent mode on his desk, shining with new messages notifications, all those girls turned into unknown numbers.

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tagging: @doitforbangchan @athforskz @jeonginsleftcheek @moonchild9350 @hyunjincanraptoo @changbinniescurlyhair 💕

[iamgonnagetyouback]

SHE’S MY GIRL.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ●ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ J. POTTER

SUMMARY ৎ୭ ever since james called you his girlfriend to scare off a guy, he hasn’t stopped holding your hand or looking at you like you hung the stars—almost like he isn’t pretending at all

WARNINGS ಇ. fever, lots of pining, james being annoyingly sweet, your heart betraying you against your will, fluff

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James Potter always had a flair for the dramatic. It wasn’t new—you’d witnessed his antics for years, from serenading Lily Evans in the Great Hall to playing keeper with his broom upside down during Quidditch practice. But tonight? Tonight was a new level.

You’d barely had time to exchange pleasantries with the guy—blond, a little too forward, definitely not your type—before James swooped in, wrapping an arm casually around your waist.

“Oi, mate,” James interrupted, his grin as charming as ever but his voice sharp, “appreciate the interest, but she’s taken.”

“Taken?” The guy raised an eyebrow, eyeing the two of you skeptically. “By you?”

“Yep,” James confirmed, pulling you closer. “She’s my girl.”

His hand tightened ever so slightly against your hip, and before you could even process what was happening, he turned to you, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “Right, love?”

“Uh…” You stared at him, wide-eyed. His expression didn’t waver, and somewhere beneath the initial confusion, you caught on. “Right! Yes. Taken. That’s me. Definitely...taken.”

James’ grin widened. “See? Glad we’re on the same page.”

Blond Guy looked unconvinced but grumbled something under his breath before walking off. As soon as he was out of earshot, you turned to James, trying to keep your tone light. “Taken? Really?”

He shrugged nonchalantly, as if he hadn’t just declared himself your boyfriend in front of half the party. “What can I say? You looked like you needed saving.”

“From what? An awkward conversation?”

“Exactly,” he teased, steering you toward the snack table. He grabbed your hand. “C’mon, let’s have fun with it.”

You rolled your eyes but didn’t argue. Truthfully, it was easier this way. James had a way of making things seem natural, effortless, even when they weren’t.

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If James was pretending, he was dangerously good at it. He held your hand as you walked through the party, his thumb brushing idly against your knuckles. He fetched drinks for you, offering the first sip with a playful wink. At one point, he rested his chin on your shoulder while you talked to Mary, his presence warm and steady against your back.

It was…intoxicating. Dangerous.

“You’re really leaning into this,” you murmured at one point, tilting your head to glance at him. He was standing close, close enough that you could see the golden flecks in his hazel eyes, the faint dimple in his cheek as he smiled.

“Course I am,” he said breezily. “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?”

Your heart stuttered, but you pushed it down, burying the feelings that had lingered just beneath the surface for far too long.

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By the time James walked you back to your dorm, the party was winding down. The corridors were quiet, lit only by the faint glow of torches, and you felt the weight of the night settle over you.

“Thanks for tonight,” you said, breaking the silence. “I…it was fun.”

James’ grin softened. “Anytime.”

You paused outside the portrait hole, hesitating. Finally, you stepped closer, wrapping your arms around him in a hug. He stiffened slightly, just for a moment, before relaxing, his arms looping around your waist.

“We’ll tell everyone it was a joke tomorrow,” you murmured against his shoulder. “No harm done.”

James froze. You felt it immediately, the way his arms tensed, the way his breathing hitched.

“James?” you pulled back, frowning. “What’s wrong?”

“I just—” He ran a hand through his messy hair, looking anywhere but at you. “It’s not a joke to me, okay? I mean, I didn’t think it would be so bloody obvious tonight, but—I like you. Like, really like you.”

Your heart skipped a beat as he continued, words tumbling out in a rush. “I’ve been in love with you for ages, and I didn’t mean to mess things up or make it weird. I just—ugh, Merlin, I’ve really mucked this up, haven’t I?”

“James,” you said softly, stepping closer. His panicked rambling cut off as you wrapped your arms around him, your cheek pressed against his chest. “You didn’t muck anything up.”

He stiffened, clearly confused. “I didn’t?”

You pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, a knowing smile playing on your lips. “No. Because I’ve known all along.”

“You—what?”

You laughed, the sound light and happy. “You’re not exactly subtle, James. But for what it’s worth, I’ve been waiting for you to figure it out.”

The relief that washed over his face was almost comical. “You—you like me back?”

You grinned, standing on your toes to press a kiss to his cheek. “I think you already know the answer to that.”

James stared at you, dumbfounded, before breaking into the brightest smile you’d ever seen. “Well, that’s—that’s brilliant!” He hugged you tightly, spinning you in a circle as you laughed.

As he finally set you down, he beamed at you, eyes sparkling. “Guess we won’t be telling anyone it was a joke tomorrow, huh?”

“No,” you agreed, your heart full. “I guess we won’t.”

And as James leaned down to kiss you properly, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

©iamgonnagetyouback౨ৎ please refrain from copying, translating, or reposting any of my work

[nikamuhlsrealwife777]

Based this request off the pictures of Nika flexing at the top of your profile, plus the pictures she’s posted working out and then that video of her doing leg exercises and her quads looking insane- Nika’s girlfriend just being a simp for Nika and how strong, hot and beautiful she is but also being funny and telling her that Paige has bigger muscles than her now (which honestly might be true lol)

2 HANDS - N.M.

I honestly think I write for nika the best....idk what that's about

Back at the shared dorm rooms of the UConn women's basketball team, I laid on the couch waiting for my girlfriend to come back. None of the team really cared that was constantly around. Honestly, they probably enjoyed the fact that when I was around, Nika wasn't getting on to them about something.

My phone was starting to become boring, but at the last second, a edit of Nika popped up. The edit flowing with whatever song was trending on tiktok at the moment. The clips showing Nika frustrated or just looking fine.

As the video played over and over again, the sound of keys jiggling into the keyhole made me jump up. The door opening in a second.

"I mea-Babe....you okay?" Nika stopped mid conversation to ask me, my nervous state more obvious than I'd like. Her strides quick and determined as she made her way to me. Her hands holding my arms as she looked me in the eyes.

"uh...yeah...yep," I could hear the faint sound of the music playing over and over again in the back. My nerved sky rocketing as Nika grabbed my phone.

"holy shit..." her eyes seemed to light up a little, "you were watching edits of me."

Paige snickered, "she couldn't help herself, thinking of you at the gym and everything, twin!"

Heat rose to my cheeks, "I...i wasn't watching edits. It just so happened to come on as you came home." Paige mention of the gym made my thoughts run back to what Nika looked like there. Sweating, muscles popping, a shiver ran down my spine.

"Sure, bebo." She rolled her eyes, handing me my phone back. "Couldn't help but think of these bad boys, huh?" As she flexed her arms, I couldn't help but bite my lip.

"put those awayyyy... don't wanna scare me off, do ya?" Her airy chuckle made my nerves settled a little, "but..."

An eyebrow raised as Nika looked at me, "but what?"

"I do think Paige is starting to get bigger....but who knows," a smirk rested on my lips, watching my girlfriend's face drop. She called the blonde back into the room.

"Paige! Get your ass in here!" A second passed before the blonde walked in, shorts and a sports bra the only thing covering her body. "Tell my girlfriend that I've got bigger muscles than you."

"what?!? No!" She waved her hand, shooing the girl off, "she's obviously knows what she's talking about."

Dumbfounded, Nika gave me a look, "babe...do you really think her muscles are bigger than mine?"

I shake my head, watching the girl's smile return. With one swift motion, she picked me up, walking us to her room. "Nika!"

"hmm?"

"put me down!"

"once I get you to my room, than I'll put you down," the smirk was huge, and undeniably doing something to me.

I rolled my eyes, waiting for the girl to put me down on her bed. She placed me down, standing back up to throw her shirt off her body. You would think this would go somewhere else, but it didn't go there. She started flexing, wiggling her brows down at me.

"Paige wouldn't have been able to carry you...she got fake muscles. I got the real ones, " I snicker.

"baby, I was just joking," she sighed, I stood up and wrapped my arms around her torso, "you're the strongest, sexiest woman I've ever seen. Is that better?"

She laughed, "Maybe not ask if that's better....but it definitely sounds good you calling me sexy."

We stood there for a minute, in each other's arms. I couldn't deny the fact that I was into the girl, possibly in love, but I didn't wanna be the first to say it. I didn't wanna sound dumb...but to my surprise, I wouldn't have to wait much longer.

"I love you...ya know?" Nika sounded uncertain, careful with her words. A smiled stretched across my face.

"I love you too...ya know," I leaned up to kiss her lips, "you and those gigantic muscles you have."

"you're so unserious," shaking her head, a small laugh came out.

"yeah yeah.... that's nothing knew."

[enwoso]

grumpy universe where alessia gets sick and the girls step in to babysit and get her better

i’m okay | alessia russo x child!reader

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it was tough being ill while having a child as long go the days where you could lie in bed all day with a bottle of ice cold water at your side as you slept the day away.

as instead alessia had not only herself to nurse back to full health but also had to still be a mother. almost like a superhero, be two things at once.

alessia had been feeling awful the past few days days,

she's gotten ill. her throat has never felt rougher and her head felt as though she was bashing it against a wall and her nose was blocked to the point she was having a hard time breathing through it.

and while she wished she could tucked up in bed. she couldn't.

not when she had a four year old running with buckets of energy all day which was definitely not helping alessia's pounding headache she’s had the past couple of days.

but alessia couldn't in no way fault you, your bundle of energy was actually slightly helping put a smile on the blondes face even though she felt rubbish.

"you ready lovie" alessia smiled as the two of you walked towards the training ground. your mummy trying to sound as enthusiastic as she could trying her best to put her illness to the back of her mind.

"yes! katie said she would play my game with me" you giggled as you kept ahold of your mummy's hand, you were talking about a children's card game which luca had gotten you and while the team was finishing up lunch you had spent the time explaining the game to katie who sounded genuinely very intrigued at the game you'd explained.

"oh that sound fun! don't let her beat you" your mummy grinned as your eyebrows furrowed as you firmly shook your head.

"never, nobody beat me at it" you stated proudly, as alessia hummed opening the door for you to walk in first. and to be fair to you, when you'd played the game with your uncles and your mummy you hadn't lost, but maybe that was because they didn't want to see your crushed little face if you lost.

walking into the canteen where most girls were having breakfast, you made a beeline straight for katie who was sat down with caitlin, teyah and beth. "katie, i got my game!" you called out.

alessia just let you make your run towards katie as truthfully she didn't have the energy in her to call you back over even though it was barely past nine am.

alessia slotted herself down on the next closest table, not looking who was there instead just sitting down. emily, lotte and leah who were sat at the table all looked at each other with a knowing look.

alessia was sat with her head in her hands, the bright lights were making her head pound even more and her throat felt as dry as a desert.

"less are you okay?" lotte asked with a wince, the three girls could clearly see something was up.

"yep!" alessia mumbled popping out the p as she sniffled, before a series of coughs came from the blonde. the sound of alessia's voice and the coughs coming from her totally contradicting what she'd just said.

"you sound sick?" emily said trying the more direct way as her eyebrows raised, worried for her fellow teammate but also her close friend.

"i'll be fine, y/n is my main focus" alessia grumbled as the blondes head turned to your direction seeing you smiling and playing your game with katie contently, teyah and beth even having a turn.

"less- i know tiny is important but you need to make sure your looking after your own health" leah told the blonde as alessia just waved her off another sniffle coming as she had a sip of water.

"no alessia im being serious, your a mess. i think you need to go home and spend the day in bed otherwise your not gonna be able to play properly" leah spoke in her serious tone which told alessia that leah was most definitely being serious.

alessia glanced over to lotte and emily who both had the same telling look while a sympathetic smile that told the blonde exactly what she needed to do and that was take leah's advice.

"but what about y/n?" alessia quickly got out but leah quickly came up with a solution.

"she can stay at mine" leah shrugged, you had stayed at leah's before so alessia knew she could trust leah but alessia didn't like you staying out especially when it wasn't exactly necessary.

"but-"

"alessia no more buts. you need to go home, make a full recovery, tiny can stay with me for the night if she wants, beth and viv are coming over to mine later anyway so you don't need to worry about her living off chicken nuggets" leah reassured as a deep sigh of defeat came from alessia as she nodded.

"sorted then!"

"lovie" alessia called you over, motioning with her hands as you looked towards katie, teyah and beth giving them strict orders to not touch the game otherwise that would be cheating as you slipped down from the table and made your way towards your mummy with a sweet smile on your face.

"lovie, mummy's going home now. but you gonna stay here with your aunties okay" your mummy told you as you nodded slowly, but you were slightly confused.

"why you going home?" you asked, holding onto the edge of the table as you swung your leg back and forth.

"cause mummy's poorly, and i feel really really sick" alessia pouted as you nodded understandingly as your mummy began to speak again.

"how would you feel staying at auntie lele's house tonight?" mummy asked cautiously, not wanting you to feel as though you had to but by the change in your face and the look of excitement in your smile, alessia had her answer.

"yes! yes! yes!"

"but you have to be on your best behaviour for leah and do as she tells you, just like you do for me okay" your mummy told you as you nodded your head promising your mummy.

"your always on your best behaviour aren't you tiny!" leah ruffled your head as you turned to nod at the blonde who had a big grin on her face.

"right, well mummy loves you and i'll see you tomorrow yeah" your mummy smiled as you hugged her tight before alessia placed a gentle kiss on your forehead as you said goodbye to your mummy.

"less call if you need anything" lotte smiled as alessia nodded, wincing slightly as she stood her headache still not easing. you waving goodbye while blowing kisses as she left the training ground.

"lele can we have chocolate pizza for dinner tonight?" you asked with an innocent smile now that your mum wasn't in the room anymore.

you knowing all to well that your mummy wouldn't ever in a million years let you have that for dinner, so why not try your luck somewhere else and after all at least that would have less room for mistake considering leah wasn't the best in a kitchen setting.

"aye let's not push our luck tiny!" leah laughed before you sighed taking that as a no before remembering about your game with katie.

[lemoncrushh]

Kinda Perfect

Summary: It's a girls' night out and Harry shows up, but you decide not to let your new friend Tiffany know that Harry is your boyfriend.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1230

A/N: Real Harry x y/n, written in 2017. Originally an oc, edited to be a reader fic. Thanks for voting for me to repost all these silly little fics lol. I used to refer to these as blurbs or drabbles, but I think the definitions have changed over the years. They will still be listed under one shots on my masterlist, but they are shorter than most of my other one shots, around 1200-1600 words.

"Oh my God!" Tiffany shouted before immediately covering her mouth with her hand.

"What is it?" you asked, swirling your straw around your glass.

"Is that..." she leaned closer to you in the booth and whispered loudly, "Harry Styles?"

Your eyes followed her gaze across the room where indeed you spotted the tall, handsome man.

"Oh. Yeah," you smirked.

"Wow. Have you seen him here before?"

You nodded. "A few times."

Tiffany sighed, sitting back. "He's so..."

You raised a brow. "So what?"

"Gorgeous."

You jutted out your bottom lip as you pretended to consider her comment. "You think?"

"God, yes. Don't you?"

You chuckled lightly. "I suppose so."

Just then, your best friend Linda returned from the restroom with Jan. Scooting into the booth across from you, Linda grinned at you.

"He's here, did you see?" she cocked her head toward the front of the room where Harry stood.

"Yes," you eyed her.

She bit her lip as she acknowledged your intent.

"Are you talking about Harry?" asked Tiffany, your new oblivious friend.

"Yeah," Linda said quickly before lifting her beer.

"Do you guys know him or something?"

"Oh, yeah, he's Y/N's-" Jan began before you kicked her under the table. "Ouch!"

You watched Tiffany's eyes widen as she gasped. "He's your what?"

"Friend," Linda finished.

"Yeah, friend," Jan grimaced as she rubbed her shin.

"Oh! How lucky. Does that mean...I get to meet him?"

Your gaze shifted between your two other friends who just looked at you dumbfounded. Then you addressed Tiffany nonchalantly.

"Probably."

"Oh gosh! Um...maybe I should go to-"

Tiffany's words stopped abruptly when she saw the tall figure walking toward you. You bit your tongue and held my breath as Harry stepped up to your table, an easy grin on his face.

"Hello, ladies," he greeted.

"Hi, Harry," Jan and Linda said in unison.

He raised his brows at you, noticing my silence. You lifted your hand and wiggled your fingers in a poor attempt of a wave. You could practically feel the nerves emitting from Tiffany as she stared up at him.

"Harry, this is our friend, Tiffany," you said.

With typical Harry Styles charm, his smile widened to reveal his perfect teeth as he held out his hand.

"Hello, Tiffany."

"Lovely to meet you," she replied in a slightly shaky voice.

You giggled to yourself as Harry's eyes locked on Tiffany's, and you saw her blush. You could feel Linda and Jan looking at you, but you knew if you turned my head you'd lose your cool.

"Are we having drinks?" asked Harry when he let go of Tiffany's hand.

"Yep," answered Jan, lifting her nearly empty glass.

"Need another one, I see. I'll be right back."

Harry patted his hand against the table, his rings clicking, before turning in the direction of the bar. However, he was stopped mid-way by a couple other people that he knew, and because he was always so polite, he engaged them in conversation.

"I should probably just get my own drink," remarked Jan with a smirk.

"He's kind of a dork," scoffed Linda.

"Are you kidding me?" asked Tiffany incredulously. "He's kinda perfect."

You dropped your head to keep from laughing as you heard Linda snicker.

"What? What did I say?"

"No guy is perfect," Linda answered. "Even Harry Styles."

"Well, I beg to differ." Tiffany sat back and crossed her arms. "Of course I could never be so lucky to get a guy like that."

"Oh c'mon, Tiff, yes you could," said Jan.

"No way," Tiffany shook her blonde curls. "He's way out of my league."

"Eh, he's not so great," you commented. "He's just like any other guy. He curses and smells sometimes."

Tiffany's jaw dropped as she glared at you. "But you're friends with him. Surely you know how amazing he is."

You shrugged. "I mean, he's cute, I'll admit. And he's funny. But he's...kind of overrated. He's annoying as fuck."

"I have a hard time believing that," Tiffany laughed.

"It's true," you rolled your eyes. "And he's not even a good kisser."

The collective gasp at the table was audible as you realized what you'd just said.

"You've kissed him?" Tiffany whined.

"Um...whoops," you mumbled.

Your eyes met Linda's as she shook her head, silently telling you you'd gone too far. You sucked in your lips and looked up, hoping to God Harry hadn't decided on that moment to stroll back to your table. You were relieved when you saw he was still chatting with a small group of people.

"Did...did you guys date?"

"Um..." you grabbed you cocktail and took a hesitant sip, prolonging your reply. Fortunately Jan took the liberty of replying for you.

"You could say that."

"Oh," Tiffany sighed. "What hap- I mean...why aren't you...um...never mind. It's none of my business."

Before you could say anything else and let her know it was okay, Harry returned to your booth with a glass in each hand. He set them in front of Jan and Tiffany who both smiled and said thank you. Then with a smirk, he beckoned you. Sliding out of the booth, you followed him to the bar where he handed you a drink. As you took a sip, he slipped his hands around your waist.

"I missed you," he whispered in your ear.

"Me too," you said softly before planting a soft kiss on his jaw.

"Mmm," he sounded at the touch. "What time can we leave?"

You chuckled, looking down at your cocktail. "I told you it's a girls' night tonight."

"All night?"

"Mmhmm," you nodded.

"So when do we get a Harry and Y/N night?"

"Maybe when you stop following me everywhere," you teased.

"'m not following you," he laughed with a hint of a pout.

Blinking slowly, you looked up at him. "Do you wanna be with me, H?"

Lifting his brows, he nodded. "Yeah."

Tilting your head slightly, you raised your hand to brush his cheek before kissing his lips. "Then be with me."

Turning for the booth, you made your way to the other side and sat down next to Tiffany. You saw that she was fiddling with a napkin, folding the corners until they met in the middle, then opening it up only to do it over again. Your heart sank in your chest. You felt horrible.

"I'm sorry," you murmured.

"It's okay," she blinked, not taking her focus from the napkin.

"No, that was cruel of me. I thought I'd have a little laugh, playing a little trick to see if you'd catch on. But it backfired. I'm really sorry."

You felt Harry sit down on the other side of you as he reached across the table to give Linda her glass. You heard her say thanks as Tiffany shrugged and looked at you.

"It really is okay," she smiled. "So you are together?"

A hand touched your back then, and you felt a warmth surge through your body. Swallowing hard, you nodded. "It's still really new...but yeah."

"I'm happy for you," Tiffany said. "I just hope you know how lucky you are."

You sighed as Harry's fingers traveled up your back and then down your arm until his hand found yours.

"I think I do," you grinned as you squeezed his hand. "And you're right. He is kinda perfect."

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[duskedberry]

Silent protection ( Leon Kennedy x AFAB reader )

A/N : hi :) this is kinda my first fic on Tumblr and I’m still getting the hang of writing smut, so I hope you’ll like it.

TW : smut, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, no use of y/n.

wordcount : 1,7K

You were cut off from your thoughts by an arm in front of you, Leon’s arm. Walking home from an appointment, there was no way he was letting you walk alone, in the dark. And now that he heard a noise, he had to make you stop so he could check there was nothing coming to harm you. 

“Heard something ?” You asked, not expecting an answer.

As you predicted, he only gave you a stern glance. Several months ago, you would have been offended by his lack of words and his authoritative stare. Now, you had gotten used to it. It was just how Leon was. 

One year, it had been one year since a hot, muscular, blond man had been assigned to your protection. 

Being the only child of a very wealthy family, you were submitted to some sorts of danger. People wanted your money, and for them, you were a great way to get it. 

All this meant people trying to date you for your money, and less subtle people trying to abduct you. And that’s the reason he got hired. Your bodyguard, your protector, Leon. From all you could remember, Leon had never talked to you, except for some small greetings once or twice, 

He followed you around *silently*, protected you *silently* and did everything he had to do *silently*.

You sometimes wondered what his voice sounded like when it said anything other than “hey”.

Leon removed his arms and got back to his steady strides. The silence fell, once again. The rest of the walk was spent without any exchanged words. You got home, Leon went to the guest bedroom that was now almost his own room, and you, slipped in your bed, falling asleep in no time. 

As you opened your eyes, expecting to see the bright sunlight filtering through the window, you were met with the dark obscurity, the one specific to the dead of the night.

You tried to figure out what had caused you to wake up, and your interrogations went unanswered until you heard a *noise*

It wasn’t just a noise, it sounded like a whimper, no, like a cry, like a distressed person. 

Curious, you padded out of your room, quietly slipping into the dark corridor. You headed toward Leon room first, apart from you he was the only one in this house, so unless there was an intruder crying -which thinking about it, was also a completely valid reason to go see Leon- the sound must have been coming from there.

You stood outside the door for a moment, not quite daring to open it. You stayed there, till you heard another cry, *yep, the noise was definitely coming from there*. It was a bit strange hearing all this. You never quite figured out Leon’s voice, having only little to work with. But hearing him cry, you thought his voice wasn’t like you’d imagine it to be.

You gently knocked on the door, and poked your head through the opening. Leon was there, shirtless, sat on his bed, crying half silently. He was hunched and his body was shaking with suppressed sobs. 

Leon had helped you, supported you whenever you had a bad time. Was always protective of you, even when he didn’t need to be. 

Maybe it was your time to return the favor, your time to be there for him.

He didn’t even acknowledge you as you entered, nor as you sat on the bed next to him. He only looked at you when you put your hand on his shoulder. His eyes widened as he saw you and his breathing became even shakier, pink creeping on his cheek from the embarrassment of being caught crying.

“It’s okay, it’s just me. Are you okay ?” You murmured even though the answer was quite obvious.

Leon closed his eyes and nodded.

“Are you sure ? If you want to talk about it, I’m here, I just wanna make sure you’re okay” You attempted again. A man saying  he was okay while crying, was a very not okay man.

“Nightmares” he said gruffly, and that, was the first time you heard him say anything other than greetings. 

His voice was deep, and raspy, he didn’t seem used to talking.

You nodded. You knew Leon had a past, a rather hard one, even if you didn’t have the details. You could only guess that maybe it was related to that.

“Do you want to tell me about it ?”

The man thought for a moment, as if considering, then he slowly shook his head and nodded his head toward the door.

“I won’t go away, while you’re like this, I want to help you” and it was true, you wanted to help him for all the times he had helped you.

“I’ll be fine” he mumbled. The more you heard his voice, the more you wanted to keep hearing it.

You didn’t answered, you did like he always did, you stayed silent, simply leaning your head on his bare shoulder. He tensed, it had been long since he felt another person’s touch. He didn’t mind though, especially when that person was you. You the sweet, funny girl he always tried to protect from the world and his own feeling.

His hand subconsciously went to your shoulder, holding you closer to him. He couldn’t help it, he wanted you, needed you, especially in such times where he was that vulnerable.

“You have a nice voice, you know” you said, breaking the silence that had settled.

Leon titled his head, taken aback by your comment. Leon had gotten used to shutting himself away from everything else. It was strange having someone complimenting his voice.

“Thanks” he answered with a genuine tone. 

He didn’t know exactly what to say, holding a conversation wasn’t something he usually did. Yet with you, it felt right, like he wasn’t wasting his voice. Like he didn’t need to say the right thing, he just needed to say what *felt* right to him.

His head came to rest on yours, slightly tilting so his nose was buried in your hair, smelling their perfume.

He had been your “bodyguard”  for one year, and as much as he hated it, he had fallen for you. How could he not ? You were the definition of perfection to him.

“I like yours too” he suddenly said.

“My voice ?” You looked at him, a bit confused.

“Hmm, it’s nice” he was avoiding your gaze

“Oh thank you” 

You pulled back slightly, looking at him in the eyes, they were shining, the moon reflecting in them. You caught his gaze wandering to your lips and your heartbeat quickened. You didn’t think as you leaned over and pressed your lips on his. He responded quickly enough. The kiss was soft, but it was meaningful. Your lips moved slowly, tentatively.

It soon turned heated. Your tongues seeking each other’s, teeth clanking and saliva dripping from your mouth. It was messy, desperate. His hand found your waist, caressing the soft flesh that was there.

In an excess of confidence, you straddled his lap, earning a groan from him. Leon’s hands traveled south to your hips, pressing you firmly against him. You could feel his growing erection poking against you and you couldn’t help but grind against it, feeling it harden even more. 

“Fuck sweetheart” he grunted. Yeah, you definitely didn’t mind hearing his voice. 

Leon gripped the edges of your shirt, looking in your eyes, seeking for consent. Once you nodded at him, he took it off, discarding it on the floor, smirking as your plush breast were revealed to him. Your hands found themselves on his well traced abs, as he sucked the soft skin of your breast, heading for your nipples. Moans were falling from your lips, and it only arouse him more.

His fingers went to your needy pussy, slipping under your soaked panties, rubbing your entrance with his index and your clit with the pad of his thumb.

“Leon… please” you whined, asking for more.

Leon understood easily and let out a chuckle, at your neediness. *His voice was nice when he laughed too*

Answering your pleas, two of his fingers slid into your cunt, making you arch your back. The man knew what he was doing. Scissoring, curling his fingers inside you. In, out, in out. His thumb had never left your throbbing clit. You were lost in a haze of pleasure, your vision almost becoming blurry from how good he was making you feel. You were close and he could feel it from the way you were clenching around his fingers, and the arousal dripping down on the bed. 

You came short after, pleasure coursing through your whole body. Your thighs closing around his hand. 

You leaned your head on his shoulder once again, catching your breath.

Leon planted a soft kiss on your hair and started lowering his pants, discarding them on the floor where your shirt and pants were now lying. Your panties didn’t took long to join them. You glanced at the spot, wet from precome on his underwear. 

He lowered them too, freeing his cock. 

His cock was massive, like really. The tip was flushed and beading with precome. 

He raised your hips, positioned himself at your entrance, and slowly inched himself into you. You gasped as you felt his tip brush against your cervix. He didn’t move at first, letting you adjust to his size and the feel of him. You grinded your hips after a moment, signaling him to start moving, and he did. Bouncing you on his cock with his strong hands. 

You were a babbling mess, moaning his name on repeat. And Leon, for someone that was always so silent, was incredibly vocal, groaning and grunting as he felt your velvety walls squeeze around him. 

“Shit baby, so fucking good” 

He was close and so were you, his praises driving you toward the edge. Being the gentleman that he was nonetheless, he was determined to make you come first.

He kept pounding into you faster and harder, his grip on your hips so tight you were sure it would leave bruises.

“Come for me baby, let me feel you”

You were done for. Coming on his cock, clenching around him so tight, your juice dripping down your thighs, soaking his balls and the bed. After a few thrust he came too, shooting ropes of thick cum inside you.

You both took a moment, catching your breath as you felt him soften inside you. He pulled out a moment after, cleaning you out before settling back on the bed next to you, his nightmare long gone forgotten and a voice ready to be used

[mj0702]

The other Bronze – Part 9

For my manager @valewosomtb who has to deal with my mushy brain all day, for my @samkerrworshipper who is an absolute legend and for all my patiently waiting anons and followers❤️❤️

Lucy was woken up by an unnatural sound. She couldn’t really place it. So her first instinct was to hit her phone to snooze the alarm. Surprisingly the sound stopped and Luce rolled back over pulling you tighter into her arms as she started to drift off to sleep again. The sound started again. In her half – okay quarter awake brain she registered that it sounded like knocking. Aggressive knocking.

“What the hell??” your sister mumbled as she got more and more aware of her surroundings her brain finally catching on

It was still dark outside but yep – that was definitely knocking. On a door. On her door. Someone was knocking on her front door. Lucy groaned quietly but untangled herself from your grip carefully pushing you over so you would grab onto Ona instead.

When the couple entered their home yesterday you refused to let one of them go. You koala hugged your sister as she – once again – carried you into her apartment as you held on to Onas shirt tightly. Lucy made a straight beeline to lay you down in Onas and her bedroom before leaving you to rest so she could eat something. She should have known better. The second you reconized you were alone again you jolted up with panic calling out for your sister. Who immediately came back running of course knowing how much of a toll it took on you with what happened at Camp Nuo in the afternoon. So she sat down in bed with you holding you tightly as Ona quietly brought some dinner. You saw how the blonde tried to leave again but told her to stay. This definitely wasn't how Lucy imagined her evening to go. In bed by 6PM with you fighting off another nightmare as you clutched to Onas shirt your face on your sisters chest. Ona and her talked quietly for some time before deciding to get ready for bed as well. It was an absolute mission to go threw their nightly routine with you stirring every time one of them was out of your reach. But they managed – somehow.

You know cuddled into Ona who was also still fast asleep as Lucy carefully exit the bedroom to walk quietly down the hallway

“Que??” she grumbled as she opened the door to find a completely demolished Mapí outside her front door “Mapí?? What the hell are you doing here at...” Lucy glanced quickly at the clock “..6.15 in the morning?”

“I came to apologize to the Nena... I really didn't mean to upset her yesterday... I brought chocolate... I didn't know which one she'd like so I bought them all” the tattooed spaniard rambled a slight panic in her voice as she opened the plastic bag she was holding in her hands showing Lucy

“Oh Maps” Lucy sighed softly actually touched by the spaniards antics “It's okay Maps.. she's okay... you didn't have too”

“Yes I had too... I hurt her...” Mapí answered and Lucy saw tears in the spaniards eyes

“Come on in... I'll make you a coffee” your sister opened the door wider and stepped aside for the woman to enter not having the heart to yell at her for basically knocking her door down “in the middle of the night”

“Is the Nena awake?” Mapí asked hopefully and your sister snorted as she put a cup of coffee in front of the blonde woman

“No... it'd be a surprise if she moves her ass out of bed before 9... always slept like a corpse”

“Is chocolate okay... Ingrid said yesterday chocolate helps against all sorts hurtings” the spaniard said empting her shopping bag on the counter “I brought the english one.. Catsbury or something”

“Dear Jesus Mapí... this is like... a whole shop of chocolate” Lucy exclaimed as she looked at the amount Mapí brought along “Where did you get this? I never saw Cadbury anywhere”

“Airport... I had to buy a plane ticket to get to the duty free shops but I knew they had it there” the blonde spaniard answered

“You did what?” Lucy asked confused

“I had to buy a ticket... they wouldn't let me go through security without a plane ticket... Ingrid won't be happy” the spaniard mumbled

“Maps... are you actually mad?” your sister exclaimed

“I... I need to get her something... I know it's not enough but maybe it's a start so she can start to forgive me” Mapí started to fidget with her rings

“Mapí... there's nothing to forgive... don't get me wrong, she'll be over the moon about the chocolate but you did nothing wrong... you didn't kick that ball at her on purpose.. if Kei hasn't called out to her the ball would have hit her in the head and that would've been it... and you couldn't have known not to touch her afterwards.. you just wanted to help” Lucy spoke softly now being really touched by the younger spaniard actions and how she was adamant to fix it

“I... I.. I just need to see that she's really okay” Mapí mumbled

“I can understand that... she has the tendency to worm her way into peoples heart quite quickly... but Maps... you really didn't do anything wrong” your sister said insistently

“Babe? Who are you talk...” Ona suddenly appeared in the doorway of the kitchen looking still asleep “Mapí?” she looked at her fellow team mate confused

“Hola” the blonde waved

Ona just continued to look confused her eyes moving from Mapí to Lucy back to Mapí then to the chocolate

“It's too early... I'm not going to ask and I don't want to know” Ona waved off taking Lucys coffee mug out of her girlfriends hand

“Mapí came to apologize to y/n... she brought presents” your sister gestured to the amount of chocolate.

“Speaking off... she kicked me...” Ona mumbled as she breathed in the smell of the coffee

“Yeah... she does that... the amount of bruises she caused me is unreal” Lucy rolled her eyes as she got herself a new coffee mug out of the cabinet

“Where did you get all that chocolate Maps... shops are closed” Ona now asked looking through the bars

“Don't touch them you thieve!!” the tattooed woman exclaimed as she collected all the chocolate in front of her “I know you... you act like you're just looking and bam... all gone – I went all the way to the airport to buy them so you keep your dirty hands of nenas chocolate”

“Airport?” your sisters girlfriend asked getting more confused by the second

“Yeah... she even bought a plane ticket to get through security” Lucy explained

“Oh Mapí” Ona said softly walking around the counter to hug her friend “You are honestly one of a kind”

“Yeah well... I hurted her” the blonde looked down ashamed

“You didn't Maps...” your sister said again knowing the woman will need to hear it a few more times

“Wait... does Ingrid know?” Ona now asked alarmed

“What exactly should Ingrid know?” Mapí started to fidget again

“María Pilar León Cebrían” Ona scolded her friend “Do not tell me you just ran away from home and brought a plane ticket.. Ingrid will freak out!!!”

“Why would she... she doesn't need to know” the tattooed shrugged her shoulders

“You share a bank account!!! She'll wake up to you gone and a notification for a plane ticket to god knows where” the blonde got frustrated

“Seville... first flight out was to Seville” Mapí provided

“Call her... RIGHT NOW!” Ona shoved her phone into Mapís hands

“Why so aggressive?” the tattooed spaniard bewildered

“YOUR EX IS FROM SEVILLA!!!!!” Ona lost it already imagining Ingrid in tears in their home

“And?” Mapí didn't get it while Lucy bursted out laughing at the sheer chaos this woman contains in such a small body

“I want to hit you so bad right now... what would you think if you wake up to a cold bed and a notification that Ingrid booked a ticket to Oslo? Where her ex lives???” your sisters girlfriend pressed

“Hm...” the two women saw how the wheels in Mapís head started turning “... I would think that she flew there to see her... SHIT”

“NOW she has it” Lucy laughed as Mapí frantically tried to open Onas phone

“Open it” the tattooed spaniard said panicky and pushed the phone back in Onas hand

The young woman quickly typed in her code and handed it back to Mapí. The woman punched in Ingrids number waiting for her girlfriend to pick up

“Ona?” a very sleepy Ingrid answered the phone after the fourth ring

“No amor... it's me” Mapí said quietly turning away from Lucy and Ona

“Maps... are you okay... what happened? Why are you calling from Onas phone?” the norwegian was awake in seconds

“No no... everything is fine... nothing happened... I just couldn't sleep” the blonde talked lowly “... I went to get some chocolate for the Nena... but I'm with them now... I just wanted to let you know that I didn't fly to Seville”

“Seville??” now Ingrid got confused “Why would you fly to Seville?”

“I needed a ticket to get through security” the blonde answered shyly

“María” the norwegian said and her voice was one big warning

“I needed to get to the duty free section... I swear I didn't fly to Seville and I didn't see... her” Mapí started to ramble again

“Home... now” Ingrid growled “We need to talk”

“I... need to wait on the Nena to wake up... I want to apologize” the blonde said slowly

“Okay... then you better make sure Lucy still has coffee when I arrive” and with that the norwegian ended the call

“She's coming here” was all that Mapí said “She wants coffee”

Lucy just sighed – it wasn't even 7AM and her kitchen already transformed into a Starbucks. Suddenly a small whimper was heard from the Bedroom. Immediately Lucy pushed herself of the counter she was leaning against walking quickly down the hallway. Mapí tried to follow immediately getting guilty again just to be stopped by Ona with a reassuring smile

“It's okay Maps... Lucy got it covered” the younger one had her hand on Mapís arm squeezing lightly

“Hey Bubs” Lucy whispered kneeling next to bed carefully stroking some sweaty hair away from your forehead “It's okay... you're save”

“Luce” you whimpered and it broke your sisters heart a little more

“Ssh... it's okay...I'm here...” your sister said keeping her voice down “Calm down... go back to sleep”

“Stay” you whined out as you grabbed her arm tightly

“Scoot over wee one...” was the only thing Lucy said before sliding into bed next to you

20 minutes later you were fast asleep again and your sister carefully left the bed again. With one last glance she quietly closed the door behind her walking back into the kitchen where she found a rather fierce talking norwegian

“Morning Ings” Lucy greeted as she headed straight to the coffee machine

“Bon dia Luce” the norwegian stopped her rant for a second to smile at the englishwoman before returning to scold her girlfriend

“For how long is this going on?” Lucy asked her girlfriend as she leant next to the smiling blonde

“The second she stepped through the door” Ona grinned “Mapí really outdid herself this time”

“I know who will sleep on the couch for at least a month” Lucy laughed quietly

“I swear to god María.. I'm going to buy you a harness too” Ingrid now threatened and Mapí got white as a wall

“No... I don't need” she started but got interrupted by the black haired Scandinavian

“Oh but I think you do” Ingrid said and by the tone she used Mapí knew the topic was over

“Oh man” the blonde spaniard huffed out

Lucy just chuckled using her mug to cover up half her face while Ona wasn't as sneaky and just bursted out laughing. After a minute the atmosphere changed to a comfortable silence.

“Breakfast?” Ona offered smiling actually liking having the other couple over

“I'll help you” Ingrid immediately offered before glancing at her girlfriend “Set the table”

“Sí amor” Mapí mumbled shuffling towards the cabinets like a kicked puppy

“She meant well Ingrid” Lucy mumbled under her breath as she started cutting tomatoes and peppers

“Oh I know... but that doesn't mean I can't use it to my advantage for a few days” the norwegian winked smiling

Lucy just laughed before she heard you whining again

“Duty calls... should I put her back to sleep or bring her out for breakfast?” your sister looked at Ona

“You know her better – even if I would like her to eat something since she hasn't had dinner but you decide” the blonde shrugged

“I see what I can do” Lucy grinned leaning down pressing a soft kiss to her girlfriends lips before leaving towards the bedroom once again

“Hey Bubs...” Lucy said softly as she found you sitting in bed looking frantically around

“You were gone” you panted out

“Was just in the kitchen... breakfast is nearly done... Ingrid and Mapí are here too...” your sister spoke softly as she sat down on the bed next to you but not touching you

“Wanna come with me and join us?” Lucy asked lowly as she now carefully stroke over your cheek

“Need to shower first – feel disgusting” you mumbled closing your eyes enjoying the soft touch of your sisters cool hand

“Okay... I'll wait here okay? Kei texted already too.... you want to call her later?” Lucy asked softly

“Yes please” you sounded so small

“Off to the shower you hop” your sister smiled encouraging “I even let you use my one – door over there”

“Ah yes... the private bathroom” you mumbled before pushing yourself out of bed winching slightly because your wrist was still hurting

“I get you some painkillers” Lucy immediately noticed your discomfort

“They're in there right?” you asked pointing to the bathroom

“Actually no... I put them in the kitchen if you needed some in the night again” your sister grinned

“Ugh... why do you always have to move stuff?? Painkillers... trophies... yourself” you huffed out annoyed

Lucy just laughed immediately knowing what you were referring to. She once moved her FIFA trophy from a shelf to the sideboard for an interview for you to run into said sideboard nearly knocking the trophy of it. You were mortified and refused to pass the sideboard without Keira or herself.

“Go shower... I'll be back with your painkillers when you come out” your sister pressed a soft kiss to your head as you tumbled into the bathroom

“No breakfast?” Ona asked a little disappointed

“She's in the shower... 15 minutes” Lucy smiled slightly getting the pill

“Okay... I'll make her an omelette” the blonde smiled happily

“No need babe... she won't eat it anyway...” Lucy waved off “... she only eats small things after an... let's call it an episode”

“Oh... okay... fruit?” Ona asked immediately catching on – but so does Mapí

“I'm really sorry” the tattooed woman mumbled

“Not your fault Maps... she's okay... she just needs a little time to get back to her annoying self again” Lucy smiled at the blonde who now received a loving squeeze from her girlfriend too “The fact that she still wants breakfast after I told her we have company is a good thing... she's not mad at you Maps... never was and never will be”

“Okay” the spaniard mumbled still not really convinced

“I'll be back with her in about 10 minutes... just act normal... like nothing happens – that's normally the best way for her to cope with it” your sister said as she left again

“Bubs?” Lucy asked into the still dark room

“Are you fucking kidding me???” you came out of the bathroom holding up a strap on harness with Lucys toothbrush

“Oh.... sorry?” your sister looked embarrassed but couldn't hold back the smile tugging on her lips

“You're.... sorry???” you asked outraged “That's a fucking strap on!!! I did NOT need the visual thank you very much”

“Firstly it's just the harness and secondly you walked in on me having sex like... 20 times” your sister rolled her eyes but still smiling widely

“Ew!!” you heaved “I swear you will be sorry when I use your toothbrush to clean the toilets at Camp Nope”

“Come on now” Lucy laughed out loud now “Don't be such a baby about it”

“You let me die a VIRGIN and you use... this” you pulled a disgusted face shaking the leather garment a little

“It makes my ass look good” your sister just couldn't stop teasing you about your find

“Okay..... NO.. nope...not doing this with you... you... you... you... just EW” you shrieked before flicking the leather harness at her

Your sister caught the harness with ease still laughing as you pushed passed her into the hallway mumbling about how you again got scarred for life

“Bon dia Bebita” Ona smiled softly as you entered the kitchen

You just stared at her before a shudder shook your whole body and you chose to ignore her wedging yourself between Mapí and Ingrid. Ona didn't understood what was wrong but just as she was about to ask Lucy entered the kitchen still chuckling.

“What did I do?” Ona asked quietly as she prepared a plate for you

“Nothing... she found the harness and is a baby about it” Lucy still couldn't contain her chuckle at the memory of your face

“Which harness... oh... OH... oh god” Onas cheeks heat up embarrassed as she actually hit the plate with the knife she was using to cut up your fruit

“Not you too...” your sister laughed loudly

“What is happening?” Ingrid asked confused

“Lucy will need a new toothbrush” you grumbled stealing the Norwegians coffee

“You make no sense, lille venn” the black haired woman shook her head “And this looks awfully like my coffee cup”

“M gonna use it to clean the toilets at Camp Nope... after a game day” you grumbled into the mug taking a sip

“Nena” now Mapí spoke up lowly “I want to apologize for yesterday... I really didn't mean it”

“I know Mapí... you don't need to apologize... I want to apologize for scaring you... you didn't know – Lucy should have told you but yet she's hiding quite a lot in her cabinets” you said and smiled at the blonde spaniard as you tried to get one on your sister who just barked out a laugh

“You don't even know half of it, tiny” your sister choked out between laughs

You started to dry heave again as Ona swatted Lucys shoulder quiet hard

“Ah... now I understand” Ingrid smirked “You went through your sisters stuff and found something you shouldn't have”

“I didn't even went through her stuff... it was openly placed” you exclaimed as a VERY embarrassed Ona put a plate in front of you “God only know what she's hiding in her draws”

“You just need to ask, wee one...” your sister was still laughing

“AND god should be the only one knowing... aren't you ashamed talking about that when you have guests?” you looked at her like she lost it

“Who do you think recommended the shop I got the piece in questioning?” your sister couldn't stop laughing as your head automatically snapped towards Mapí thinking since she's the spaniard she would know all the places to purchase something like this

“You???” you asked outraged

“Huh??” Mapí just looked at you bewildered

“Nope Bubs... the other one” your sister smirked as your head now snapped to the other side looking like a deer at Ingrid

“What... I have a girlfriend and a life outside of football” the norwegian shrugged nonchalantly before she bit into a jam covered bread roll

“I expected a lot of you princess norwegian... but not that you're a sex driven vixen” you started to smirk “You're always so... nice... and quiet”

“No she's not” Mapí mumbled under her breath but you heard her anyway – so did Ingrid

“As if you don't love it” the norwegian shot back

“Bubs... breakfast” Lucy now interrupted your little banter with Ingrid noticing how you pushed your fruit around on your plate

“Not hungry” you mumbled

“Half the plate and I let you have some of the chocolate Mapí brought” your sister tried to negotiate with you

“Chocolate?” you asked looking up at her smiling

“Mapí brought it... as an apology” Lucy said “You get some if you eat half the plate”

“That's not fair... it's my chocolate... right Mapí it's mine” you looked at the blonde with big puppy eyes

“Sí... all for you...” the tattooed woman nodded her head quickly

“HA... give me my chocolate” you demanded looking at your sister expectantly

“Half the plate then you get some” Lucy stood her ground knowing she needs to be tough to you right now as you always were a bad eater even more so when you were mentally exhausted

“But I'm not hungry” you whined

“Do I have to call Keira?” Lucy raised an eyebrow

She knew threatening you with Keira was risky but she really just wanted the best for you. But as usual you didn't back down. Instead you had a stare off with your sister while the other three just stayed quiet not knowing how to react. Neither Lucy nor you even blinked just staring at each other. Then suddenly both of you sprung into action pulling out your phones frantically unlocking it to both dial the same contact. Lucy was the split second faster.

“Ha... already ringing... give up already” she smiled triumphal

“Never” you shot back hitting Mapís shoulder repeatedly “Give me your phone”

“I don't have it on me” the spaniard said trying to move away from your swatting hands

“Ona... need your phone... now” you sprung up quickly your chair falling backwards as you rounded the table.

“I... don't think” the young woman started

“You owe me... harness” you growled knowing every lost second was important

“Here” Ona sighed handing you her unlocked phone embarrassed

“You can't use that against her!” Lucy exclaimed still waiting for the other person to pick up

“I can and I will... over and over again” you shot back going through Onas contacts “Who is Obi-Wan... don't answer.. I don't have time...”

“Who are you looking for Bebita?” Ona said rather confused

“HA.. got it” you exclaimed excited hitting the call button

You were more successful than your sister as your chosen person answered her call nearly right away

“Sí?” you could hear the call connect just as Lucy got lucky as well

“I swear Lucy if this isn't important...” you heard Keiras voice

“My sister is mean and tries to force me to eat!” you exclaim whining into the phone

“Que?” the other person asked confused

“She won't eat...” Lucy said quickly to Keira

“My sister... she tries to force food down my throat” you whined again playing the innocent little girl card

“Bebita?” Alexia asked still half asleep “It's 7AM”

“Sí” you exclaimed still playing the innocent act

Your sister and you both quickly recap the morning to the people on your (Onas) phones before both starting to smirk pulling the phones of your ears.

“Keira wants to talk to you” Lucy smirked holding her phone out to you

“Alexia wants to talk to YOU” you smirked even wider as you held your (Onas) phone out to her

“What... what just happened?” Mapí asked her girlfriend and Ona.

Both of them just shrugging their shoulders as you started to whine all over now to Keira and Lucy animatedly spoke to Alexia. About five minutes later both of you hung up your phones looking at each other

“Laps?” you asked raising an eyebrow

“Push ups?” Lucy questioned back

“Three sets of 15... and no chocolate” you grumbled

“Five... after national break” your sister pulled a face

“Bitches” Lucy and you grumbled simultaneously before looking at each other laughing out loudly

“What was that?” Ona now asked the same question as Mapí before

“Sisterly love” your sister grinned and pushed the plate nearer to you “Come on... just a bit okay?”

“I'm really not hungry Luce... I promise I'll eat when I get hungry but not right now” you said chewing on your bottom lip which was a dead give away that you started to get stressed again

“Okay.... I'll just leave it out on the counter okay...” Lucy took your plate away while Ona just raised her eyebrow

“Can someone please explain what happened?” the youngest spaniard huffed out

“We just ratted each other out...” your sister explained shrugging her shoulders “... bit us in the ass as usual but that's how it always turns out”

“Love you Luce” you said before throwing yourself on the couch in a dramatic way just to bounce off it and land with a loud crash on the floor

“Why??” Lucy whined as she made her way over to you “You okay?”

“Yep... peachy” you coughed hard

“Up” your sister said as she pulled you into a standing position holding you up right so could breath better

“Thanks Luce” you said after a few minutes as your breathing returns to normal your head falling forward against the shoulder of your sister who just laid her arm around you holding you closely

“And you say I'm chaotic” Mapí mumbled to Ingrid

“You ARE chaotic... SHE's a walking disaster” the dark haired norwegian pointed out

“Hey Princess Norwegian... I'm just a tad clumsy” you exclaimed

“Princess Norwegian??” Ingrid asked you as she raised an eyebrow

“Pocahontas Norwegian sounded wrong in my head” you shrugged your shoulders

“Uh... does Caro get a nickyname too??” Mapí asked excited

“Guaranteed Goal Norwegian” you said after a minute of thinking which caused everyone to explode in laughter

“Pretty sure she'll love that, lille venn” Ingrid said wiping tears from her eyes.

“Bubs... I've got training this afternoon.. you want to come with me or stay at Alexias?” your sister asked quietly

“Why would I want to stay with the scary woman?” you asked confused

“Because I have training and I'm not going to leave you alone at my apartment... and Alexia has Media today so she won't be at Nuo” Lucy explained patiently

“I can stay here... I'm 16 not 3” you said baffled

“You just fell off the Couch... again” your sister deadpanned “And this time you can't blame it on Tooney...”

“It WAS Tooneys fault... she pushed me” you exclaimed annoyed

“She wasn't even in the room!!” Lucy rolled her eyes

“She WAS!” you huffed

“Okay... you know best who pushed you off the couch being dead to the world sleeping” your sister lifted her hands in surrender

“Can't the OG spaniard stay with me?” you asked looking hopefully at Ona

“I thought she was friendly spaniard?” Lucy looked confused

“Yeah... changed it to OG.. she's not friendly” you shrugged your shoulders again

“¿Disculpe?” Ona asked outraged

“What is it with you spaniards that you always want to dislocate??” you asked bewildered “The pretty spaniard said it too... you are so weird”

“It means “Excuse me” Bubs...” Lucy started laughing again at your cute innocence

“Oh... yeah... you're excused” you grinned at Ona

“What do you mean I'm not friendly??” the blonde asked still shocked

“Friendly spaniards don't scar their girlfriends little sister for live” you smirked

Ona blushed again furiously but kept quiet as Mapí started to chuckle until Ingrid threw her a murdering look

“Stop using the harness to get things out of my girlfriend” Lucy rolled her eyes as you gagged dramatically before looking at her incredulously

“Could you please rephrase that?” you said bewildered

“No... and still I haven't gotten an answer... Training or Alexia?” if Lucy rolled her eyes any more they'll probably get stuck soon

“Not going back to Camp Nope” you said sternly

“Alexia it is then” your sister huffed out happy she finally got an answer texting her capitana immediately

“But” you tried to interfere

“Nope... you're not staying here on your own” Lucy said distracted “I'll drop you off at 1 and pick you up at 5.30 okay... she has Media anyway so you'll be on your own the most time anyway”

“Ugh” you sighed annoyed rolling your eyes for getting back forced into Day care once again “Can't I stay with Keira?”

“She has training too, genius” your sister shook her head in disbelieve

“Okay...” you huffed grabbing a piece of Orange from the plate Ona prepared for you.

“Thank you.. and please... do behave – or at least pretend to behave”

“Bubs come on... we're going to be late...” your sister yelled down the hallway for you to just ignore it texting Georgia still laying on your (Lucys) bed

“BUBS!!!!” you heard again this time more adamant and yet again you ignored it.

While you grew quite close – at least for your circumstances – with the Team Capitan you had no desire to spend your afternoon with her... alone.

“Y/n Tough Pain in the ass Bronze!!!!!” Lucy tried again already on her way to her guest room

You quickly wrenched your Air Pods into your ears just as Lucy opened the door. You pretended to jump a little when she stood next to your bed kicking your ankle lightly.

“Huh?” you asked as you pulled your Air Pod out looking at her questioning

“I can't believe you... we need to GO” your sister ushered you off the bed and pushed you out the room

“I need some stuff....” you complained whining

“Ona packed your bag... MOVE” Lucy kept pushing you down the hallway “If I have to run laps because you made me late I'm gonna room with you at Camp”

Suddenly you basically ran down the hallway grabbing your sneakers on the way out sitting in the Car before Lucy was able to close the door behind her

“Here Bebita... your backpack” Ona smiled from the passenger seat holding out a bag for you as you tried to put your shoes on feeling like a gymnast at Circus de Soleil

“Knew that would work” your sister mumbled as she slipped into the drivers seat and started her car “You still won't room with G...”

“I want to room with Tooney anyway” you shrugged your shoulders

“That won't happen either... the last time you flooded your room because you wanted to wash your stuff in the shower and forgot a sock that clogged the drain and you kept the water on while falling asleep... NOT happening”

“How were we supposed to know that a sock would fit in the drain??” you exclaimed outraged

“Basic knowledge?” Lucy offered while finding your eyes in the rear mirrors

“Fuck you” you grumbled

“And that makes four sets of 15 of push ups.. you know not to swear” your sister grinned as she pulled into a drive way and killed the engine “Behave and don't cause trouble – if you piss my Capitan off you'll regret it...”

You rolled your eyes at her obviously harmless threat and looked into your backpack for the first time

“Orange slices and a Gatorade? What are you... a soccer mom?” you looked at Ona bewildered before leaving the car as you can see Alexia opening her front door

“Have fun Bubs... make good choices” your sister yelled after you laughing as you flipped her off with your left hand as you dragged your backpack behind you like a petulant child

“Hola Cariño...” Alexia greeted you smiling even as you spotted a dark look on your face

“Hi” you grumbled back “To be straight... okay... wrong wording... to be honest from the start... I don't want to be here so I just gonna sit on this couch waiting for the time to count down”

“Nice to see you too... thank you I had a good day... you too? That's wonderful” the blonde said sarcastically “What's with the attitude?”

“Lucy was mean” you grumbled

“What did she do Cariño?” Alexia asked sensing you just need to vent for a second

“I'm 16... I don't need a babysitter... and then she said I had to do another set of push ups because SHE was mean basically calling me stupid... as if the three sets of Keira aren't enough” you started your rant “And then I get Orange slices and Gatorade... again... I'm 16... not 5.. I'm still growing – I need food... not.. this”

“Done?” the blonde asked and you nodded “Okay... you won't believe it but I have food here too... and I even told Ona I would cook for you – so that front is covered... As for the push ups... I can make Lucia do them with you if you prefer but I don't think so since you're both highly competitive and probably do push ups until your arm break and I still need her for team purposes... and don't see this afternoon as being under my watch instead see it as a... how do you say... chill hangout... I have three Interviews all about 30 minutes long but you are welcome to either join or just stay out here” the catalan explained

“As if I could join in on spanish interviews” you rolled your eyes for good measure but in secret you were touched at her actions

“One is with CBS Sports... that one is english...” the blonde shrugged her shoulders as she lead you into a spacious living room pushing you gently down on the couch before moving on to the open kitchen

“Scotty?” you asked excited

“I think Alex Scott will be there, sí” Alexia answered from the kitchen where she prepared a light snack for you.

“Oh” you said sadly

“You don't like Alex Scott?” the catalan asked surprised

“Oh I absolutely love Alex... but I thought we're talking about Jill... I miss my Godaunt” you sighed realizing how long you haven't seen Jill

Mixed olives, fried baby squid, meatballs and chorizo were placed in front of you a minute later with some bread. You looked interested at the different dishes and then questioning at Alexia

“Tapas” she smiled “olives, meatballs – my mamás recipe, chorizo and baby squid”

At the words “baby squid” you made a little whiny sound and used a book that was laying around to push the plate with the offending meal as far away from you as possible. Alexia laughed out loudly at your pained facial expression

“Not a fan of sea food Cariño?” the blonde was still chuckling

“Bleh” you pulled a face

“It's okay... but I tell you know that choosing Barcelona as a get away was a bit of a wrong move – we live of Sea food” the catalan smiled

“You also live of fancy ham... Luce said something about jamming ibisco” you said nonchalantly

“Jamón Ibérico Cariño... very delicious” Alexia confirmed “I'll text Olga to pick some up on her way home”

“Olga was... girlfriend right?” you asked wrecking your brain if it was a real fact or if you made it up in your original high brain

“Sí.. she'll be home later” the blonde smiled glancing at the clock “I need to go – will you be alright alone?”

“Sí... I still have orange slices” you huffed out sarcastically

“Don't forget about the squid” the catalan laughed as she took the plate with the baby squid back to the kitchen as you gagged loudly “You're welcome to watch TV but not too loud please...”

“Okay...” you said as you already were looking for the remote and Alexia was about to leave “Oh and pretty spaniard?”

“Sí?” Alexia rolled her eyes at the nickname but smiled

“Thank you” you said and offered her a small smile

“You're very welcome Cariño” she smiled back and left you to your own.

About 5 minutes later you heard her taking quickly in spanish and you concluded (genius that you are) that the interview had begun. You tried to switch on the TV to get interrupted in your usual “press all buttons until TV turns on”-process as the doorbell rang. You weren't sure what to do since you were also just a guess so you decided to ignore it. The doorbell went off again... and again.. and again. You heard the door of Alexias (you presume) office open

“Cari... can you PLEASE get the door?” she shouted to you

“What if it's a lunatic???” you shouted back

“Punch him – we'll deal with the police later” the catalan answered shortly before disappearing again

“Okay” you said to yourself, shrugged your shoulders and pushed yourself off the couch to open the door

You already had your fist raised as you grabbed the handle turning it just slightly as the door got pushed open and some blonde hair passed past you in a flurry

“Excuse you???” you exclaimed as you follow the intruder

“Don't tell anyone I'm here” Mapí turned around looking around the living room “Ale already doing interviews?”

“Yeah....” you said kind of overwhelmed “What are you doing here?”

“I know you'd get bored so I'm here to offer my company” the blonde grinned widely

“Let me guess... no one knows?” you smirked

“Told Jonatan I'm not feeling good.... please don't tell on me” Mapí begged “Training without you isn't fun”

“We never trained together” you pointed out “But it really is boring... you can stay”

“Cariño?? Who was at the door?” Alexia now asked as she came out of her office while you pushed Mapí quickly behind the couch where she landed with a loud thud and a gritted spanish curse word left the blondes lips

“Neighbour... asked something in spanish... I said “no spaniard” and shrugged my shoulders.. I didn't punch him... he used the dislocate word and left” you said hopefully which kind of tipped Alexia off

“Older man or younger?” she asked suspicious

“Ehrm... around mid 40s?” you said but it came out as a question

“And now the truth, hm?” the catalan smiled fake

“A friend....” you answered vague

“And where is said friend?” the blonde just didn't let go

“I don't see her at the moment” you answered confident – which technically wasn't a lie... you didn't SEE Mapí at the moment.

“Cariño... I give you one and ONE warning only... I will make you sit with me in my office if you cause trouble” Alexia said lifting her index finger threatening “Same for you María León”

“HOW?” you whined throwing your arms in the air

“Please... as if María would let the opportunity pass to be unsupervised with you also she used a word that I banned her from using... I'm surprised that she didn't rope Patri and Pina in to join her.. what did you tell Jona?”

“Not feeling well” a small voice came from behind the couch “Patri and Pina send their regards but Jona wouldn't let them leave”

“Unbelievable” the blonde huffed “Only and LAST warning... no trouble... I still have two interviews”

“Yes ma'am” you saluted half heartily

“Sí Ale... gracias” Mapí said grinning as her head appeared from behind the couch looking like a meerkat

“I can't believe I'm doing this” Alexia mumbled to herself but left again for her next interview

“Okay... what do you want to do Nena?” Mapí asked the second the office door fell close

“Dunno... I don't know my way around here” you shrugged your shoulders

Mapí just rolled her eyes and hit you with a pillow. You looked dumb folded as the blonde spaniard started to laugh hysterically

“You... didn't” you said shocked

“Your face...” Mapí laughed just as she got hit by a pillow in the face

“Oh Nena... that was a mistake” the blonde said evilly as she grabbed your pillow hitting you over and over again as you just had time to pull your arms up to your face to keep it save. Nonetheless you started laughing trying to get away from Mapís assault. You kick the spaniard lightly against the tight which caused her to tumble and you used the moment to roll off the couch getting successfully away. You grabbed a new pillow now whacking the blonde over and over the head from behind the couch. Mapí recovered quickly launching herself at you just to miss you as you stepped aside still laughing. The blonde pushed herself up starting to chase you around the couch pillow ready to hit you again once she's close enough. You chased each other a while around the living room before deciding to basically use the whole apartment. Of course that wasn't such a great decision as you stumbled over a small step between the living room and the hallway and flew against a cabinet. Thankfully you turned yourself so you would just sacrifice your left shoulder instead of your face. Mapí immediately stopped behind you watching with big eyes as Alexias Ballon d'Or started to tumble and then went topple over the edge of the shelf. You looked up from your half sitting position at the bottom of the cabinet quickly shuffling backwards as you saw the trophy falling down. It missed you by mere centimetres as it crashed into the floor with a loud bang and split in two half as you watched the Ball part roll away slowly.

Immediately the office door got ripped open and Alexia looked down the hallway

“Everythings good” you yelled hoping to prevent the catalan to come over to explore what the crashing sound was

“I told you... keep it down” she scolded the two of you before going back to her interview

“We're fucked” Mapí whisper yelled “That trophy was holy to her”

“We're not fucked if we repair it... I didn't even knew it could brake... isn't that thing unholy heavy... why does it break so easily??” you said back just as much panic in your voice as Mapí had seconds before

“HOW do you want to repair a Ballon d'Or???” the blonde asked her voice still low

“Hot glue?” you shrugged your shoulders having no idea

“We don't have hot glue” Mapí looked at you like you lost it

“You have a brain too you know... now would be a good time to use it” you snapped

“I'm trying... but all I can think about is how Ale will rip my head off... then my brain is lost too” the blonde whined

“What if we just put it in between the books? Like using the books to hold the ball in place” you mused looking at Mapí expectantly

“Better than my idea of hiding in a tree and befriend a squirrel and train it to bring us food and water” she said already starting to grab all the books that were laying around

You quickly helped Mapí retrieve as many books as you could find and soon you had the shelf filled with books

“Okay... you grab the bottom part I get the bloody ball and we just stuff it in there and then never mention it again” you huffed

“Deal... if she EVER finds out... it was already broken as she got it” Mapí nodded as you grabbed the golden ball and placed it in its socket hoping it would stay there.

Thankfully it did and you two carefully walked backwards as if you feared that one to hard step would break the Trophy again.

“Jesús Mará y José!!!!” Alexia exclaimed as she entered the living room where you and Mapí chilled on the couch snacking on your orange slices

“WHAT happened here???” the blonde asked shocked turning around herself taking in her basically destroyed living room

There were pillows everywhere, the lamp from the side table on the floor (thankfully still intact), magazines scatter all over the floor, pictures were now hanging askew on the wall and her coffee table was now in the middle of the room when it was just in front of the couch about 45 Minutes ago.

“There... were robbers... we fought for our lives” Mapí said quickly – too quickly and you slapped your forehead

“I don't know if I should yell or just leave” Alexia said to herself taking in her living room once again

“I vote for the latter” you said smiling hopefully

“I second that” the tattooed spaniard nodded

“I... I... no... I can't do this right now... clean this up – when I come back here in 30 minutes I want a clean room and you María will leave immediately after you are done cleaning up... if not you both run laps until your legs fall off – and then some more” Alexia shook her head leaving the two of you to clean up your mess

“That went better than expected” you grinned as you heard Alexia mumble in the hallway

“I'm never going to have children – and if I do I raise them to be fully functional human beings” the catalan said to herself still shaking her head in disbelieve

It took Mapí and you a total of 18 minutes to tidy up the living room. After that the blonde spaniard left not without checking with you if it's really okay. You send the tattooed woman on her way telling her you're tired anyway and that she better think of a good excuse she could give her girlfriend for just fucking off from training. When you heard the door fall close you flopped down on the couch got comfortable and fell asleep in an instant.

“Alexia... you still with us?” Micah asked as he noticed that the blonde spaniard was kind of distracted

“Sí – I'm sorry” Alexia snapped back to her interview with CBS

“You look distracted... is everything alright?” Alex Scott now asked seeing the deep frown Alexia was showing

“Yeah.... a.. friend had some errands to run and asked me if I could watch her sister... and it's just TOO quiet now” the catalan explained quickly getting more and more suspicious of the quietness in her apartment

“If you want to check on her that's totally okay... “ Alex reassured the spaniard who looked at her thankfully standing up quickly

She made her way to the living room already ready to yell at you and Mapí for whatever shenanigans you were up to but the only thing she found was an (okay) cleaned up room with you fast asleep on the couch. Alexia quickly covered your sleeping form with a blanket and left to not disturb your sleep which she knew you desperately needed

“Everything okay?” Micah asked as Alexia sat back down in front of the camera

“Yes... she's asleep – that's why it's so quiet... but you know how it is with kids... the quieter it gets...” the blonde smiled

“... the more trouble they get into... don't tell me” Thierry rolled his eyes for good measure “How old?”

“16” Alexia laughed at the surprised face Thierry is showing “She's an absolute gold star but a walking disaster”

“Sounds like someone I know” Alex threw in

“Oh yes – you definitely know her” the catalan winked

“Oh my God... how did you end up on BB duty... my condolences to your nerves” the former Lioness laughed

“Condolences?” Alexia asked confused looking at Kate

“Condolencias” Kate Abdo translated

“Oh... yes... thank you – I can confirm my nerves are ready to retire...” the blonde catalan laughed

“Who's BB?” Micah asked confused looking at Alex for explanation

“A friends little sister” the brown haired woman grinned and winked at Alexia

“You not telling us?” Thierry sighed

“No... because it's a private matter – what isn't tho is my midfield” Alex circled back to the original topic

15 minutes later the interview got wrapped up and the live part was over. Alexia was about to end the call as Alex spoke up

“Alexia... give her a hug from me, yeah... she's greatly missed around here” the brown haired woman smiled warmly

“I will pass it on” the catalan smiled back and ended the call

She left her office to quickly throw a glance into the living room if you woke up but you still snored lightly on the couch turned on your side your head buried in a mountain of pillows so that Alexia was completing if you were in danger of suffocating. But after hearing you sigh happily in your sleep she decided to just leave you be. The catalan quickly texted Olga to let her know to be quiet when she entered the apartment and told her she would hit the gym – which was a former guest room that got converted into a home gym. Her girlfriend answered quickly with a thumbs up and Alexia walked down the hallway getting changed and starting to work out the door of her gym slightly open to hear you if you needed something. You slept like a Bronze. Keira once described it as “a dead corps which got run over with a truck five times to be sure it's dead... that's who Bronzes sleep”. Both you and Lucy disagreed loudly to just be shut down with one look by Keira. You didn't notice Alexia checking on you twice or that her girlfriend Olga came home starting to prepare dinner straight away. You DID wake up when your nose registered food tho – just like Lucy you could eat like a harvester. Just not every time while your sister would be happy to eat anytime and anywhere. Your brain still foggy from sleeping you shuffled over to the kitchen not realizing that it wasn't Alexia in the kitchen but Olga so you just flopped down on a chair at the island as you made yourself known

“Bon... whatever you say at this time of the day... what time is it anyway?” you mumbled looking confused

“Buena tardes” the brown haired woman answered as she turned around smiling “But Hola always works”

“Bon Buenos tartlets then...” you mumbled scratching your head still not noticing you weren't talking to Alexia

“No.. just Buenas tardes” the woman laughed and you thought her laugh was different.

That was the moment you looked up and was met with Olga Rios face. It took you a second to process the face before springing backwards knocking your chair over stepping backwards successfully falling over said chair flying backward screeching panicked

“STRANGER DANGER!!! STRANGER DANGER!!!” you yelled loudly getting tangled up with the chair as Olga couldn't do anything except for looking at you confused and shocked.

Your yelling brought Alexia on site as she came running down the hallway. She rounded the corner to the living room quickly to get rooted in her spot taking in the scene in front of her. Olga behind the kitchen island looking shocked and confused as you started to fight a chair on the ground. Olgas eyes made contact with Alexias and she looked at her blonde girlfriend helplessly.

“Cariño” Alexia said rather loudly to get your attention

“Stranger Alexia...” you panted out your leg stuck in the back rest of the chair

“Cari... calm down...” the catalan said softly as she carefully stepped towards you

“There's a stranger in your kitchen and I have to calm down???” you asked bewildered

“Not a stranger Cariño... that's Olga... say hi to my girlfriend Cariño” Alexia chuckled as she grabbed your ankle stilling it

“Olga the girlfriend?” you asked suspicious looking up from your spot on the floor

“Sí... mi amor” the spaniard smiled

“Not a clue what that meant...” you shrugged your shoulders as Alexia tried to free your foot from the chair

Finally the catalan got your foot freed and helped you standing up. You were still slightly wary of the other woman and pushed yourself partly behind Alexia

“It's okay Cariño... no stranger or danger... just Olga” the catalan said softly as she noticed you hiding behind her

“Buenas tardes” the woman in question smiled heart warming

“Hi” you said carefully trying to get a read on the new woman

“She needs a moment” Alexia explained to her girlfriend

“It's okay... maybe we can get to know each other over some Gambas al ajillo” the woman smiled

“No Gambas” you screeched shocked “Ew”

Alexia couldn't help herself but burst out laughing at your face and the offended look her girlfriend threw your way

“She doesn't like sea food, mi amor... I'll just whip up some Albondigas... I'll share the Gambas with you” the blonde chuckled as she leaned over the counter pressing a soft kiss to her girlfriend lips which made you gag loudly

“¿Disculpe?” Alexia raised her eyebrow as she turned towards you

“Stop dislocating shit...” you exclaimed knowing how to annoy the spaniard “... and stop doing... that.. got that at home enough”

“I'm kissing my girlfriend excuse me for showing affection to the woman I love” the catalan answered sarcastically

“You have children in the room” you shot back

“Really?? I didn't noticed before when you were eating orange slices” Alexia smirked

“Olga... Alexia is mean” you whined to the woman

“Excuse me?!” the catalan said bewildered and annoyed at the same time

“Alexia... Deja al pequeño” the darker haired woman smirked at the footballer

“¿Disculpe?!!!” the catalan questioned outraged

You didn't understand one word BUT at the tone Alexia used you knew Olga just defended you.

“She just yelled Stranger Danger at you!” Alexia exclaimed

“You could have told her that I would be home later so she wouldn't be as surprised” Olga waved her girlfriend off and you smirked

To you sadness it was the exact moment the door bell rang. Alexia huffed annoyed as she turned to open the door. On the other side was your smiling sister. The catalan stepped to the side to let Lucy in.

“Hey Bubs... Olga” your sister greeted still smiling

“Hola Lucia” the brown haired woman smiled “¿Te quedas a cenar?”

“No gracias. Todavía tengo que empacar para el campamento y este de aquí también necesita empacar” Lucy answered and pulled you into her side

“Shit... you really do speak spanish” you said in awe

“Told you” she grinned kissing the crown of your head “Were you good for Lex?”

“So good” you smiled pressing yourself against her body

“Really... so why is there a clip that went viral of Alexia in the middle of an interview with a loud crash in the background and her cussing you and Mapí out under her breath?” your sister asked grinning widely

“Ay dios mio” the catalan exclaimed throwing her hands up

“Sorry Ale” you said putting on an innocent look

“No you're not” the catalan smiled “... it's just who you are... and now off you go and pack for camp”

“Ugh... don't remind me... travel day with Lucy is exhausting” you rolled your eyes and carefully hugged the spaniard “Bon arrivederci” you winked before running out to the car where Ona is waiting

“Look after her Lucy” Alexia said quietly “She is precious – but she's hurting so much... I can see it in her eyes... there will be a time when she needs you and you better be there for her”

“I know... I know Lex... and I hope that it helped her to come here...” Lucy smiled sadly

“I think it did – I think she sees that family is more than blood... even Mapí” the blonde chuckled

“Mapí would give her life for y/n” your sister smiled as she watched you jumping on Onas back

“We all would...” Alexia smiled watching you too as you wrecking balled into her spanish national teammate

“See you in two weeks Capi” Lucy smiled as she grabbed your back pack ready to leave

“Adiós Lucy... keep an eye on her” Alexia smiled as she quickly hugged the englishwoman before she saw Ona trying to stuff you into the backseat of the car with you pushing your feet into the door laughing loudly

“Take care Cariño” the blonde spaniard mumbled as she closed the door and turned to her girlfriend who was smiling

“You like her” Olga smiled

“I do... she's special” the catalan said “She went through so much and still she has a heart of gold”

[catsukiiee]

I like that your version of Hispanic Sero isn't a druggie 😭 Can you write more of him? Both of them being equally toxic if you can

YES MA'AM! 😋

# NO CHILL. | SITUATIONSHIP SERIES.

౨ৎ sero hanta x fem!reader

start reading the messages from left to right!

"K" is the start of the first messages

writing the texts had me giggling so much, the way i gagged myself writing sero's response

wordcount ; 1k

paragraphs ; 54

sentences ; 94

songs used.

main song ; no chill by partynextdoor.

beginning of car ride scene ; jaded by drake

car scenes ; ballin' by partynextdoor

in this au there is no quirks.

sero is nineteen instead of his canon age of 24.

he's 6'1 instead of his canon height.

sero is hispanic & japanese

he's not obsessed with drugs or goes around selling drugs because i'm tired of that borderline racist stereotype! he's a hard working mf with a good apartment and a car 🗣️ but yes he does smoke weed here and there like any other person that smokes weed here and there 🤷‍♂️

content ; smut with plot, fingerfucking, car sex, messy situationship (both of you are TOXIC AF.)

reader and sero aren't in a official relationship, this is more of a messy situationship between them and possibly bakugo if i decide to make this into a series because making the texts is so fun y'all 💀

"This fucking asshole." You sat at the bar, glaring at your phone before shutting it off and slamming it down on the counter screen first.

Why was he being so wishy-washy? Everything was cool, then he goes off to hang with some girl you’d never even seen before. Just thinking about that picture Mina sent made your blood boil.

"What’s up with your face?" Bakugo grunted, leaning on the bar with his elbows, looking as grumpy as ever. "Nothing." You sighed, rubbing the bridge of your nose. Yep, a headache was definitely coming in.

"Wanna talk about it?"

Wait, is he serious?

You opened your eyes slowly and looked at Bakugo, your surprise clear as he rolled his eyes, his frown deepening. "Something’s bothering you, so spill it,"

Wow, he’s actually serious.

You couldn’t help but smile a little, leaning in closer as you watched him check you out, staying exactly where he stood, leaving just a bit of space between you two. "Is Katsuki Bakugo actually offering an ear?"

He scoffed and turned away, leaning back against the bar with his drink, obviously trying to act like he doesn't care. "Forget it."

Cute.

"Bakugo." You grabbed his arm and slid off your seat to stand in front of him. The height difference had you craning your neck to meet his gaze. "What." He huffed, his eyes lingering on your chest for a second before he looked away.

You were about to tease him, your hand sliding up his arm to squeeze his bicep, but then you noticed the annoyed look in his red eyes, directed at someone behind you.

"This bastard, why does he always have to show up?" Bakugo grumbled, lifting his drink to his lips, still glaring at whoever was behind you over the rim of his glass.

You didn’t even need to turn around to know who he was talking about.

"He can’t be serious right now." You sighed, letting go of Bakugo’s arm as you turned to face Sero, who was striding toward you with the same annoyed expression as Bakugo, dark eyes glued on the ash-blonde, like you weren't standing there at all. You could feel the tension between the two of them even before he reached you two.

"You." Sero ignored Bakugo completely and grabbed your arm. "We’re leaving, thanks for keeping her company." He shot Bakugo a fake smile and pulled you closer. All you heard was a scoff and the sound of a glass being slammed down on the bar, followed by a sudden heat on your back as Bakugo grabbed your other arm. "Stop acting like you're in charge of her, it's fucking annoying."

Ah shit.

Neither of them said another word; they just glared at each other over your head, their grips on your arms tightening a bit. You could feel the stares from some other clubgoers who were sober enough to realize something was going on.

"Okay, that’s enough, I’m done. Take me home." You yanked your arms free from both of them and stormed past, bumping your shoulder into Sero’s arm.

The chilly air outside hit your warm skin just as Sero called your name again, the muffled club music blaring for a second before the doors closed behind him, the gravel crunching under your heels and his shoes as he rushed after you.

The silence between you and Sero didn’t last long. He was right on your ass in no time. “Are you serious? Going out with Bakugo and his crew? To a club?”

His crew? Since when did he have problems with Mina, Kaminari, and Kirishima?

“Don’t even start, Sero. I really don’t want to hear it.” You shot back, spinning around so fast you almost bumped into him. “You do this all the time! We hang out, hook up, and then you run off to mess around with some other girl.”

You were practically nose to nose, both of you in each other’s space. “I didn’t hook up with her, so why are you acting like I did? I bet you were planning to fuck Bakugo just because of those dumb fucking assumptions that you love to leap to all the time.”

Oh, this bitch.

“I can’t deal with this right now. Just drive me home.” You turned away and headed for his car. “Whatever,” he muttered, falling silent.

The walk to the car was quiet, Sero opened the door for you, setting your purse and jacket at your feet then closed your door before getting in the driver’s seat. Even when he was mad, he was still a gentleman to you.

Still doesn't excuse his bullshit..

Neither of you said a word as the car started up and he pulled out of the parking spot, “Jaded” by Drake filling the silence, the city lights blurring by. But of course, Sero had to break the quiet. “Were you going to fuck Bakugo?”

"Oh my fucking God. Not now Sero."

“That pretty much answers it then, sorry to cockblock.” He scoffed, the car starting to pick up in speed.

You shot him a look like he was crazy—because he fucking was. “Can you just drive me home without pissing me off? Holy shit.”

Your outburst had him gripping the steering wheel tight, his jaw clenching and unclenching. “Okay.” He finally said, the car going silent once again, then right his hand slid off the wheel to rest on your thigh, something he always did when he drove you two around. You were far too pissed off for his shit though. Just as you were about to push his hand away, his fingers slipped right between your thighs, making your dress ride up in the process.

“Sero. I'm seriously not in the mood for this, sex won't fix that I'm pissed with you.” You warned, grabbing his wrist before he could go any further. “Okay.” He replied, his face and voice completely calm.

Silence from both of you.

You couldn’t think straight with his fingers rubbing slow circles so close to where you really wanted him. The smirk on his face told you he knew exactly what he was doing.

This smug rat.

“¿Por qué dijiste mi nombre, cariño?” His fingers moved your panties aside as soon as you spread your legs, and the soft gasps escaping you only made his grin wider. “Habla, princesa.”

translation ;

"¿Por qué dijiste mi nombre, cariño?" = "Why did you say my name, baby?"

"Habla princesa." = "Speak princess."

You turned your head away, biting your knuckles to keep quiet, focusing on the flashing city lights. Sero was quiet again, sliding two fingers deep inside you, making your back arch off the seat, the seatbelt holding you back just a bit.

“Sero…” You gasped, covering your mouth with your hand while your other hand grabbed at his wrists as he started pumping his fingers in and out at a slow pace, going knuckles deep each time his digits sunk back in, the wet squelches each time had you blushing and Sero chuckling softly.

The slow pace he had going didn’t last for long, impatient as ever to hear you get louder. Before you knew it, his fingers were hitting you hard, each thrust making your thighs shake. Your grip on his wrist was abandoned in a instant, moving to grab onto the back of your thighs to keep your left leg apart. “Fuck. Fuck. Oh Fuck,” you moaned out, breathless, the last “Fuck” turning into a high-pitched whimper.

Sero's driving was getting a little messy, sometimes speeding up out of nowhere, making you both jerk when he quickly slowed down. With one hand fingerfucking the soul from your body, he was a bit distracted, and the growing tightness in his jeans wasn’t helping either. “Fuck this, I’m pulling over.” He found a dark spot under the freeway bridge in no time, driving recklessly the whole way.

Once the car was parked and the lights were low, he had you both in the backseat. His hands were all over you, roughly grabbing at the small of your back, your hips and waist, and your ass, and your hands were tangled in his hair. He kissed you like he didn't have you hours ago. Your breathy moans being met with his and a wide grin.

Sero was the type who didn’t hold back on the moans, matching your sounds with his own. Hearing him moan with no shame drove you wild, and he knew it.

“Hold on, cariño, let me help you.” He chuckled against your lips as your hands fumbled with his belt and zipper. The kiss temporarily forgotten as you both leaned back, working together to unbutton his pants and push them down to his ankles, boxers included.

translation ; "cariño" = "babe" "baby" or "sweetheart"

“Estas tan mojado, quien te mojó así, ¿eh?” He groaned into your neck, biting down on your collarbone hard enough to leave a mark while his hands grabbed at your ass. When you didn’t answer, he smacked your ass hard, making you jolt forward and tug at his hair with a whine. “You did,” you moaned, leaning down to kiss him again, both of you groaning into each other’s mouths as he lowered you onto his dick with ease. "Uh huh, I did that."

translation ; "Estas tan mojado, quien te mojó así, ¿eh?" = (roughly) "You're so wet, who got you this wet, huh?"

Holding onto the backseat, you started off slow, moving in little circles on his dick, your faces just inches apart, your breaths mingling. He had one hand on your ass, guiding you, while the other cupped the back of your neck, keeping your eyes locked.

But just like him, your patience was short, switching between grinding and bouncing on his dick, your moans rising, making him grip your neck tighter. "Ahí está, mi pequeño bebé, si tan solo supieras cómo comportarte," he groaned, lifting his hips to meet your bounces. "Nuh uh, baby. Keep those eyes on me."

translation ; "Ahí está, mi pequeño bebé, si tan solo supieras cómo comportarte." = "There she is, my little baby, if only you knew how to fucking behave."

Your moans almost sounded like a growl, fully bouncing on him now, his grip on your neck loosening until he moved both hands to your ass, helping you along as the car started to rock with your movements. "I hate you," you moaned out, the moan ending in a sharp gasp, sliding one hand off the seat to grab his throat. Sero grinned at that, giving your both your ass cheeks a couple of harsh smacks before he started pounding up into you, his hands grabbing at your hips to keep you pressed down on him, making you both moan loudly into each other's mouth. "Oh yeah?" he chuckled, breathless. "Show me how much you hate me then."

None of y'all understand how unhinged I am about Hispanic men 🌚 half the time they ain't shit but goddamn do I love those mfs. As much as I love them and messy shit, may this type of love NEVER find me ever again 😭🙏 y'all stay safe though!

If I were to make this a Sero series it would be called "The Situationship Series" and yes I would make it a messy love triangle between you, Sero, and Bakugo 😋 There is no happy ending! You just get two hot dudes fighting over, your feelings played with, and your back blown out by both of them on multiple occasions!

And if anyone is looking for updates on the Iida fic, y'all are gonna have to wait a bit longer 😭...

[wrongbodies]

Bodies Between Friends, pt. 3

The line wasn't too bad outside the bar. They recognized most of the waiting people, too. As they slid into the line, the girl right in front of them turned around, and smiled when she recognized us.

"Oooh! Hi guys, how are you doing tonight?" She asked. This is Ella, a pretty girl with straight blonde hair and emerald eyes. She seemed particularly interested in Robby, who outwardly appeared as Jace, of course.

"We are doing quite well, Ella." Robby said, smoothly. Jace and Brandon exchanged a look, surprised at how good of a start Robby was having.

"Good! Wanna sit with me and my friends? It's just us girls so far, and they are already inside." Ella invited.

"Sure, we can mingle." Jace said, once again tugging on the sweater he was wearing.

"I wouldn't mind either." Brandon chimed in.

Ella beamed, but was next for the bouncer to check her ID, so she turned and got in easily.

All three of the boys were also successful in having their IDs checked as well. The irony of handing over a drivers license belonging to their borrowed body was not lost on them.

Inside, the bar was bustling. They were waved down at a table near the pool tables by Ella. They got to the table, and made their greetings to the girls. Along with Ella was a cute girl named Amy with glasses and a black bob cut. And then there was Julia, the last girl who was tall and had braids, wearing an orange romper.

After making introductions, only a few awkward moments where the boys each had to remember which body they were in, they went to order some drinks. While waiting for his drink, Brandon noticed a cute guy talking with some folks at the other end of the bar. His gaydar was going off, something about how the guy was standing and gesticulating. His cute face was like a beacon, but he was dressed slightly sporty. College hoodie, backward cap, it was a cover he was sure.

He saw the guy give him a look, and then turned away, but looked back with a slightly too long look. Yep, he's gay or bi or whatever. Brandon took his drink and went back to the table. All the while, during drinking and talking, he kept stealing glances around the bar for the guy. Brandon realized he should have been bold and approached him. He must have left.

The night progressed fine from there. Jace was successfully chatting up the girls, who seemed interested in Brandon's body, considering the charismatic Jace piloting it. Even Robby was doing well with Ella. It's clear she has had eyes for Jace for a long time, we've all picked that up before. Jace wasn't really into her, but he seemed fine to let Robby flirt with her considering we all set the standard earlier in the dorm.

At some point the group moved to a pool table and began playing. Brandon noted that Robby's palate didn't really enjoy beer, so he was ordering some mixed drinks. He also forgot that Robby is rail thin. He was tipsy before he normally would have been. He ordered some greasy bar food to try and soak up the alcohol. While hanging out at the bar, he noticed that the cute guy from before was no longer there. He was bummed, when he heard a voice from behind.

"Hey, I've seen you at the bar before." The cute guy with the faux-sporty look said. Brandon was suddenly very nervous, feeling Robby's face blush. "I'm Riley!"

"Oh-uh, I'm Bra- I mean, Robby." Brandon sputtered. He was holding a basket of greasy fries and his long island iced tea.

"Want to sit down with me?" Riley asked, gesturing to a two-person high top in the back of the bar, which was a little quieter.

"Sure!" Brandon responded, the tipsiness definitely giving him some atypical bravado.

The two walked over to the table, Brandon finding he had to hop up a bit more to get in the seat than normal, given his shorter borrowed body. Riley smiled across the table, and Brandon pushed his fries to the middle.

"Please have some! I can't eat them all." Brandon offered.

"Don't mind if I do..." Riley said. "So, you go to Bailey too?"

"Yeah! I'm a junior. How about you?" Brandon replied, taking particular care to not eat messily or talk with food in his mouth.

"I'm a junior as well. I transferred in this year though." Riley explained.

"Oh, that makes sense. I know most people from our class year." Brandon said.

"I've been doing my best to mingle with the juniors. I don't like being cooped up in my room." Riley said.

"Oh, I get that. Do you play on a team or belong to any clubs?"

"Yeah, I'm actually on the lacrosse team, if you can believe it." Riley laughed. "I know it seems counter-stereotypical. A gay guy on the lacrosse roster."

"I wouldn't have guessed!" Brandon laughed as well.

"What, that I'm gay, or that I'm on the lacrosse team?" Riley asked, smirking.

"A little of column A and column B, honestly." Brandon smiled back. He was feeling bolder than ever, like Robby's body was giving him some bravery he normally lacked.

The two chatted for a while, fries disappearing and drinks dwindling. Over by the pool tables the other guys were getting a bit closer and friskier with their chosen girls. Jace didn't say it out loud, but he was sandbagging leaving with his partner so he could witness Robby leave with Ella on his arm. It didn't take too much longer. As they made to leave, Jace leaned in to whisper to Robby.

"Don't forget, go to MY room, not yours. And again, use protection please." Robby nodded, a slight blush spreading across his cheeks. Then he left, Ella holding on to his arm.

Jace didn't waste too much time, either. Only, he went to check on Brandon. He found him cozying up to a guy he didn't recognize. The two seemed to be hitting it off.

"Hey Robby, I'm heading out. See you tomorrow?" Jace asked.

"Absolutely, see you!" Brandon said, waving his friend off.

"Actually..." Riley started. He blushed, and looked down to find a fry.

"Actually what? Go ahead." Brandon prodded.

"Umm... would you want to hang out in my room? I have a single." Riley inquired.

"Yes, please." Brandon said, blushing but excited. They cleared up and closed their tabs. And then they were outside, and walking together to Riley's dorm.

TBC

[wannaeatramyeon]

Goo Kim x Reader: One Night

G/N. Crazy Stupid Love Emma Stone/Ryan Gosling scene but make it Lookism. Masterlists

"Are you nervous?" Goo murmurs, a smile tugs at his lips when he feels you trembling.

He peers down at you and pauses. His hand, having worked its way under your top and caressing your bare skin - stops.

Tonight, you have aimed for sexy and sensual. It worked well. Fake it until you make it, and you made it when this handsome blonde at the bar invited you back to his apartment for a night of debauchery.

But your mask slips. It's hard to keep it on, y'know. When you are both half naked, about to be even more naked, there's nowhere left to hide.

Your nervousness comes out as a snort, because duh and you think some of your previous sexy and sensual points are deducted.

"Yeah," you respond with an awkward giggle. Then your mouth runs before your single brain cell can.

"- Also, something has been digging into my back all this time," Goo waggles his eyebrows at you suggestively, "No. Definitely not. I think it's a spring or something or I don't know... crumbs? Have you been eating in bed? Either way I think this is the most uncomfortable mattress I've ever laid on. Your silk bed sheets are something else though - who even has silk bed sheets? It's like something from the 80s along with waterbeds but god they feel so fucking great on my legs."

Goo is stunned into silence momentarily before he barks out a laugh.

He rolls off you and onto the left side on the bed, full body wriggling around slightly, experiencing the silk bed sheets for himself and chuckles.

"Sweetheart, you're right. And I've always hated this mattress." He sighs, adding, "I got conned by fucking influencers."

You whip your head towards him and give him a look, "Influencers?! What. Is this those fancy brands that I've been seeing them shill all over my social media-"

Goo turns towards you, a pout on his lips and eyebrows pinched together in a pitiful expression. "Yep. I've hated it since the first night."

"Then why didn't you return it!"

He shrugs and you laugh, your previous nervousness dissipating.

"I always wondered what idiot would fall for those."

"Hey!"

A brief moment of silence then-

"Did you buy these sheets from an infomercial or something?"

"Excuse me!" Goo shuffles, angles himself so he's fully facing you. Head held up by the palm of his hand and resting his elbow on the mattress.

There's mischief, life in his face that wasn't there earlier tonight. "Sue me. I have money to spend, sometimes I can't sleep, and those sales people sell things so well."

You let out another unrefined snort, amused by this guy.

Suddenly finding there's so much personality, a touch of vulnerability revealed in that statement, behind the expensive glasses, his tailored suit and his muscled body.

"Wanna see what other crap I've bought?"

.

.

You both wander around his apartment, which turned out to be a huge fucking penthouse now that he has the light on and is giving you a guided tour, in your underwear. 

Goo, no shame and expanses of skin on show, and you follow closely behind with his silk sheets wrapped loosely around your body.

He gestures at what you assume to be a coffee machine sitting proudly on his kitchen countertop. All sleek and stainless steel with dials and buttons on every surface.

"I can't even use this thing. I've had it for 2 years."

"Look," Goo opens an overhead kitchen cupboard, gesticulating like he's going to perform a magic trick, and dramatically shows you rows and rows of trendy kitchen gadgets, no doubt also purchased during moments of insomnia. Pizza scissors, spiralizer, bread maker, air fryer, pressure cooker.

"Never used."

"This," he points at the far wall, and you squint, barely making out a framed art piece of the ugliest monkey face you have ever seen. But hey, art is subjective, right-

"-is an NFT. I bought that too."

That tips you over the edge.

You cackle and cackle, doubled over and holding onto him for balance.

.

.

There's a dusty segway sitting pitifully in the corner of an unused spare room.

You jump out from round a corner, LED mask on your face and flashing a menacing red - "Boo!"and Goo actually jumps.

A lonely treadmill, placed beneath one of those fancy sit-stand desk catches your eye.  Goo smirks, "Babe, I don't even have a desk job."

Instead of spending all night tangled in his silk bedsheets together, Goo jogs down memory lane of sleepless nights and impulse buys with you by his side.

Your laughter starts to tinge all his memories.

Your good natured ribbing and mocking.

His hyena cackle joins yours, and he wonders when was the last time he was able to laugh with someone. Has he ever spent an entire night talking to someone like this?

"Ask me something personal." He requests, both now lying on his uncomfortable bed. You in his arms, hair tickling his chin.

"What do you want from life?"

"To make money."

"Why?"

"I want to be rich."

"Why?"

"Well, who doesn't want to be rich, sweetheart."

"Yeah but why do you?"

Goo remembers running errands, doing anything to earn some money. Anything for a price. His cousin calling in his services, and he happily beat up some middle schoolers to help him (and who was it again, Tabasco?) out.

He doesn't really know where his thirst for money making has come from. Maybe there's some deep set trauma from his life pre-juvie or some shit he should pay a therapist to decipher but alas.

He tells you this, all this and more. At some point, his head is the one lying on your chest and you absentmindedly stroke through his blonde locks, humming noises of encouragement, listening to his words.

Weird, Goo thinks, when he finally drifts off to sleep with you snoring gently beside him. 

The morning sun already filters through the blinds, and the hustle and bustle of Seoul has started to pick up.

How comfortable this feels. How natural your connection with him is. How this is the spark people dream about, and somehow it has hit him when he wasn’t looking for anything more.

That someone as different to him as you are, that is only ever supposed to be company for a few hours, a night at best, could spell trouble. Raise his hackles, send his alarms blaring.

When he's usually the walking red flag.

Because you’ve got him thinking. A lot. That shrewd brain hidden behind playfulness has been whirring; wondering about what happens if you become a regular fixture.

Maybe you might doom him, in the end. Maybe this will lead to a dead end and nothing more.

But he's curious enough, the spark is shining brightly enough, to see where else you might lead him to too.

[heroesrest64]

Blood Moon Festival

(Ahh, I’m super excited for the lunar eclipse that’s supposed to happen tonight!! This is just a short lil thing. It could honestly read for any of the Links, but I definitely had Wild in mind while writing)

The blood moon is tonight, a rare event that used to bring about horror and tension, now it’s a tradition to enjoy the beautiful sight, everyone donning monster masks and participating in fun games as a way to ward off the dark magic associated with the blood moon.

You’re halfway through a game of archery, shooting for an adorable golden retriever plush when you notice him. You can’t make out his face through the bokoblin mask he’s wearing, but you could almost swear he’s staring at you.

Turning away swiftly, you take another shot, just barely missing the red circle in the center that would grant you the plush dog you’re quickly falling in love with. You sigh, setting the bow down while the woman running the stall asks you if you want to try again.

“I’ll give it a go.” A masculine voice pipes up, and you whirl around to find the same bokoblin mask wearing man sliding up beside you. He places a blue rupee on the counter that the woman greedily stashes before offering two arrows and a bow to the man.

He doesn’t even need the second one, hitting dead center on his first try and picking the exact plush you were looking at. You’re a little sad to see it go, but a win is a win, and you’re just about to congratulate the man for his sharp shooting when the plush is thrust into your arms.

“This is for me?” You ask, hugging the stuffed animal to your chest. You still can’t see his face, but you get the distinct feeling that he’s grinning behind his mask.

“Yep! I noticed you looking at it and- well I guess it was none of my business but-“ He starts, sounding flustered, and you let him talk for a little longer before taking his hand and beginning to lead him through the stall lined streets. He’s too stunned to react, simply letting you drag him around.

“I think you deserve a treat for being such a gentleman. Do you have any preferences?” You ask, leading him to the food stalls. The smell of fried foods and searing meats and something sugary sweet fills the air, and the man awkwardly points to a stall serving up skewers that you beeline towards.

Once you both have your skewers in hand, the man takes off his mask, and you finally get a good look at his face. Blonde hair, blue eyes, sharp features. You seem to have snagged yourself an absolute beauty of a man to enjoy the festival with. You silently cheer to yourself while digging into your skewer.

“Are you a local here?” The blonde asks conversationally as you both keep walking through the festival.

“Yeah. I guess that means you’re a traveler; I can’t say I’ve ever seen you before.” You give him a considering look, and he rubs the back of his neck nervously.

“I was just passing through when this festival caught my eye. What’s it for?” He asks, finishing off his skewer and pulling his mask back over his face. You almost wish he wouldn’t- he’s much too pretty to be covering up his face with such an ugly mask.

“The blood moon. It’s less potent, but it still resurrects monsters, so our town set up this festival to gather people to go on a monster hunt. There’s apparently this big prize for whoever hunts the most monsters at the end- a gold rupee and a custom set of armor. Since you’re not too bad with a bow, why don’t you join?” You suggest, tilting your head towards the front of the town where a big group is already forming.

The man seems to consider it, already making for the crowd of people, but stops in his tracks just before he can get lost in the busy festival streets. He whips around, jogging back up to you, and takes your hand in his.

“If you wait for me, I’ll win this. For you. Then maybe we could, uh, enjoy the festival a bit more with the prize money?” He seems nervous to ask, like he might be overstepping his bounds, asking you to wait for him. You grin, squeezing his hand a little in reassurance.

“Sure. I’ll wait for you.” He lets out a relieved sigh at your words, pulling back his mask and bravely placing a kiss on the back of your hand before sprinting to join the hunting party.

You watch him go, never doubting for a second that he’ll be back, and knowing for a fact that he’ll win.

[scribblesofagoonerr]

— no more money for monkey | buddy & monkey: double the trouble

once again this is based around an anon request for this specific one

thanks to @alotofpockets with her advice with this one!

"Le! Le! I need it!" You do your best to beg and plead, trying to get the blonde to give in to letting you buy the cool new latest obsession that you had.

Remote control cars, but in this case it's now a remote control boat that you just have to have without any question.

Being in the local shopping center makes it seem like the perfect opportunity to do that.

At least you think it did.

"No, Monkey," The blonde dampens your excitement by being a complete buzz-kill.

"Leah, come on! You know it looks sick and I really need to get it!" You whine in protest, trying to get through to the blonde and make it known that this remote control boat is something that you desperately need.

If only it was ever that easy to do.

"You don't need the boat, Monkey," Leah's quick to reply and shake her head, before she continues to look

That's where you and her think differently about things.

"Well, no... But I want it!" Your insistent to get what you want, one way or another.

"Then I'm afraid it's tough luck until next month, Monkey," Leah chuckles and shakes her head, "I gave you your monthly allowance and you blew it just like that, remember?" She questions, amusedly.

You pout and slump your shoulders, "I... I didn't blow it all at once."

"Really?" Leah can't help but scoff and shake her head again, "I seem to recall different when the other day I said 'Here's your allowance for the month, don't blow it all at once' and after the first day, what is it that you said?" The blonde questions you, awaiting the answer.

"Your really gonna make me repeat it?" You question, letting out a huff in annoyance.

Leah smirks and nods, "Yep."

Exhaling a sigh, you scowl at the blonde before you speak, "I blew it all, I'm broke as fuck." You repeat your words in a dull-toned down voice, "But this boat is justified!" You whine.

"And there's your answer to why you have an allowance when you go off and buy pointless things that aren't necessary," Leah mocks you as she pats you on your chin and smiles amusedly, "You get obsessed with it for a week or two and then it's just left aside like usual. Need I remind you of Buddy's first birthday as well, hm?" She asks.

"It weren't that bad. I think it's a bit of an over exaggeration there," You remark grumpily while you keep your shoulders slouched.

"That's where you and I think different, sunshine," Leah states, laughing a bit as she starts to walk off ahead of you in the shopping center you're in.

Of course you remember Buddy's first birthday, that's where it all started.

You just don't think it is that bad, considering you have no concept of money whatsoever these days but unfortunately for you, the blonde defender that you live with seems to think about this practically.

"Le! Le!" You shouted aloud as you did your best to lug a heavy load of shopping bags into the house, "I... I need a hand out here!" You called out to get her attention.

You and Jordan had taken a trip into the local shopping center just a few weeks before Buddy's first birthday, meanwhile Leah was at home with Buddy and of course you took the opportunity to get carried away. 

You definitely did want to spoil her a lot!

Leah and Jordan had separated, but of course they were still on civil terms for the sake of Buddy, and you guess yourself to some extent - You still got a long with Jordan, after all you played on the same team as her and of course she was a big part of your life when you first made the move to the club.

"Le! Come 'ere quick, I need help! They're so heavy!" Your were quick enough to shout the blonde for help, not even considering that Buddy could be taking a nap and there was possibility of waking her up...

Oops?

Footsteps were heard padding through as she walked into the hallway and the blonde looked annoyed, "Will you keep your voice down? Buddy's not long gone to sleep," Its' only then she takes one look at the heavy bags and her eyes widen in absolute disbelief, "What the-- Crikey, Monkey. What the hell have you been buying?" She questioned.

It didn't seem like a lot to you, you just kept on picking things up and well, of course Jordan was pretty easy to convince that you did indeed to buy all of it.

"It's presents for Buddy's birthday!" You exclaimed with a beaming wide smile, "I got so many cool things for her!"

"Yeah, yeah, I can see that," Leah furrowed her eyebrows in concern as she moved to help you bring in the rest of the bags as she saw Jordan walk up to the front door now she'd parked the car on the driveway, "Why an earth did you let her get so much?" She questioned, bewildered.

"Eh, I guess the kid got carried away," Jordan chuckled, shrugging her shoulders and not seen the problem behind it, "You know she gets me right away with those puppy dog eyes, Leah. I couldn't say no to her!" She insisted.

"Jord, your the adult here! You could have put your foot down," Leah huffed and shook her head with her ex before she started to help bring in the rest of the bags that were blocking the front door, "Please tell me that this is all of it?" She questioned looking at you.

"Eh, kind off... Well, uh no, there's still quite a bit in the car boot," You admitted quietly, scratching the back of your neck, "But its' all totally justified though!" You added in.

The blonde didn't seem to think about it like that as she clicked her tongue in disapproval, "Tell me you haven't spent all of your money on this?" She asked.

"No, no, not all of it, but like most of it. I got carried away!" You still didn't see the problem with your spending habits, "Wait until you see what I got her!"

"Do I even want to know how much you've spent?" Leah questioned wearily, having a feeling it was a lot either way.

"It weren't even that much," You respond, shrugging your shoulders.

Like you said, you didn't really care about the concept of money much sometimes.

"How much?" Leah repeated, sternly.

"Fine, alright," You slumped your shoulders and resisted the urge to roll your eyes, "It was maybe just a little over £300... Possibly more."

The only way you can really explain the look on the blondes' face is like her eyes were about to come out of the sockets if they could, "£300? Are you joking?!" She asked in disbelief.

You sheepishly nodded and stuck your hands in your jean pockets, "Could be more." You stated.

"Monkey, that is a lot of money to spend on a 1 year old!" Leah told you, shaking her head as she started to take a look through the bags before she looked at Jordan, "Seriously, Jord? You let her spend this much money!"

"It's her money, Le. She can do what she likes with it," Jordan remarked, shrugging her shoulders again, "I'll go and grab the rest of it out of the boot." She made a quick escape back out of the front door to avoid any further words from the blonde.

"See, exactly! It's not every day that my favourite little buddy turns 1 now, is it?" You replied, making the reason for your spending seem justified.

On the other hand, the blonde didn't seem so convinced, "She won't even play with half of this-- This lego set is not even for her!" She exclaimed.

"Oh yeah! No, that one is for me," You beamed a wide smile as you took the box of out the bag, "Look how cool it is though!" You insisted.

"Le, whoa, look!" You were quick to run ahead of Leah, Buddy and Leah's mum in another shopping center a few days later when your quick to spot the exact same pair of trainers in your favourite little buddy's size that replicated your own ones, "They've got the same shoes that I have for Buddy!"

You didn't think that you'd spent nearly enough money like you should have done, but this reason to spend it is at least justified and you loved to spend money.

"Awh, yeah. So they do!" Leah smiled fondly at you in agreement.

"They look adorable," Leahs' mum, Amanda chimed in.

"I just have to get her a pair to match!" Your insistent to want to go into the shop and buy them, much to the disagreement of the blonde who doesn't look entirely convinced about that.

"Don't you think you've already spent enough on her?" Leah questioned knowingly.

"It's her first birthday though, Le!" You were quick to insist, having found that using that excuse had seemed to work wonders the last time.

"No," Leah clicked her tongue in disapproval and shook her head, "Stop using that as an excuse-- I'm not going to give into the puppy dog eyes either, you know I don't fall for them!" She stated, firmly.

Huffing and puffing at the blondes' words, you still tried to convince her otherwise, "Come on, you know they'd look adorable!"

"No, Monkey. You've already spent enough on her! No more!" Leah stood firm on her words, taking a hold of your upper bicep and doing her best to pull you away from the shop, "Come on, we've got other things to buy still."

You didn't agree with that, you didn't see the problem with spending so much on things. What was the harm?

"Please for the love of god, tell me that is not another present you have brought," Leah murmured as she watched you excitedly run back out of the toy shop with a massive bag in tow, that you had disappeared into less than half an hour ago.

"Okay then, it's not another present for Buddy," You parroted the answer as you shyly hid the plastic carrier bag behind your back.

What's the worst that can happen?

"I tried to stop her," Leah's mum, Amanda, stated following you out of the shop, "But you know what she is like sometimes." She joked.

"This is totally justified!" It's your go to excuse, but at least it worked or at least you think it did.

"Are you kidding me right now, Monkey?" Leah asked in absolute disbelief, shaking her head in frustration, "I've already told you that she doesn't need anything else-- Shes' only 1, remember!"

"But Le," You began to tell her.

Leah continued to look at you further annoyed, "I swear if your about to use that excuse one more time-- That's it, I'm confiscating your bank card. I'm cutting you off!" She stated, firmly.

Now it was your turn to look at her in disbelief, "But it's my money though!"

"Yes, but are you spending it wisely? Nope!" Leah snorted in amusement, "Therefor I am taking control of it until you're capable of handling your money better!" She told you in determination.

"That... That's not fair!" You whined in protest.

"Really? Cos' I think it is when you've blown most of your wages on things that aren't necessary!" Leah told you firmly before she held her hand out to you, "Hand it over, please."

"No, I don't like this idea!" Your defiant to agree to willingly give your bank card to Leah, "I'm not giving you my bank card. It's my money!" You objected.

"It is your money but Monkey you're just wasting it when you don't need too," Leah stated, explaining her reasoning for it, "Hand it over." She repeated, firmly.

Still continuing to look at her in disbelief, you fished around in your trouser pocket and begrudgingly handed your bank card to the blonde who wasted no time in putting it in her own purse, "I don't like this."

"You'll get used to it," Leah responded, patting you on the shoulder in condescending type of way.

This only made you scowl at her more, "When can I have it back?" You wondered, curiously.

"I told you, when you can learn to handle money better, but until you do, your bank card is staying with me and you can have an allowance," Leah stated with a proud smirk on her face, "Think of this as a good thing that you will be able to have savings now!" She joked at your own expense.

Spoiler alert, you still have no sense of money whatsoever and therefore, Leah still holds her bank card hostage years later.

© scribblesofagoonerr

[karasuno-planet]

What would you do for a friend?

Kageyama x manager!reader w/ bsf Asahi <3

sfw but implied making out

Word Count: 0.9k

a/n: This one is high-key silly but plz enjoy

After a long day of practices, one thing was on your mind. It had already been nearly a week since the team had arrived in Tokyo and you had barely gotten to see Kageyama outside of practice.

It wasn't long before you found yourself leaving your hotel room and walking down the hallway to your boyfriend's room. Then there was only one thing in the way.

A 190 centimeter blonde boy with glasses who seemed to be out for your blood.

You knocked on the door and before you knew it, Tsukishima answered. Not ideal, but you knew the first-years were sharing a room.

"Hey Tsukki!"

"What?"

You paused for a moment, and he cut you off, "You want something. What?"

"Um...Is Kageyama busy?"

"Yes," before you could even process, he shut the door on you.

Okay, definitely not ideal.

You sigh, realizing there's no way you're getting into that room. Thankfully, only a few doors down you knew you would be perfectly welcome. You traipse your way to the third-years' room, and knock.

Soon you're faced with the long-haired anxious boy you've grown so fond of.

"Asahi!"

"Y/n! What are you doing here?"

"Funny story..."

"Oh. Come in and explain."

You take the invitation and walk into the room to realize you're alone.

"Where are the others?"

"They wanted to do a little cool-down after practice. I opted out of that one..." He explains, blushing a little at his embarrassment of skipping out of a work-out, but you were grateful to have him here. "Anyways, what's the occasion?"

"Actually, Tsukishima is puppy-guarding me from seeing my boyfriend."

Asahi chuckled at your bold statement, "Really? How unfortunate."

"Well, maybe that's where you come in."

"What?" Asahi looked completely puzzled.

"Um.. well, if you didn't mind being the best friend in the entire world...maybe Kageyama could come over here and enjoy your spacious bathroom with me?"

Asahi's face went totally pale. "Um, I don't know if I should be uh...letting first years do that in here..."

You blushed like a madman, "NO, NO, Not that!!!" You laughed. "PG-13. I swear. I just haven't gotten to be alone with him in like a week."

"Oh, alright...you promise? Kinda made it sound like tsukki was cock-blocking you there."

You burst out laughing at that sentence coming from Asahi's mouth.

"I swear."

Asahi's cheeks flushed a little pink, "Why not your room?"

"Yachi is like totally scared of Tobio..."

"Right. Okay, sure.. go ahead..."

"Did I ever tell you that you're the best?"

"Yep," He chuckled, sitting back on is bed and scrolling on his phone as you texted Kageyama the room number.

And as quickly as you had entered his room, suddenly Asahi was contemplating how he had gotten into the situation where you and your boyfriend were together in his bathroom. He was practically babysitting. At least he didn't hear anything suspicious, which meant hopefully you really did have pure intentions. He's not sure what he would do if you didn't.

Abruptly he heard a little click from outside the rom, and the door start to open. He held his breath for a second, but felt relaxed when he saw it was just Daichi and Suga. He could explain this.

"Hey, guys, uh... don't go in the bathroom."

They stopped dead in their tracks, confused.

"Um, why not?" Daichi inquired.

"It's just that, well, y/n and Kageyama are in there."

"What??" Suga asked.

Asahi sighed, "Wouldn't you do it for a friend?"

Daichi and Suga stared blankly at him.

"It's innocent, she promised. They're just like, I don't know, little kids who miss each other."

Daichi laughed, "Okay, sure. Why here?"

"Apparently Tsukishima is getting in their way? I don't know..."

Suga chuckled and started spilling the contents of his pockets onto the table and settling in. "Now that's a little hilarious."

Daichi shrugged and sat down as well. "You think y/n cares that you sorta see her as a baby?"

"Nah," Asahi smiled, "She totally owes me after this anyways."

And, just like clockwork, Asahi's phone buzzes with a venmo notification of $15 from y/n. He laughed and the door started to open. Kageyama walked out, wiping his mouth on his sleeve, and looked shocked at the room, now full of his seniors.

He turned around to you, "didn't know there was an audience??"

You walk out behind him, blushing a little, but smiling nicely at your upperclassmen.

You see a hint of pinkness creeping over Kageyama's cheeks as he turns around and faces the door. "better get back before Hinata spreads rumors."

"Sure," you laugh.

The door shuts behind him and you're left in the room with the third-years, a little embarrassed.

"I-"

Daichi cuts you off before you can continue, "Yeah, don't worry, we didn't see a thing."

You sigh of relief and take a seat next to Asahi.

Three Months Later

During a classic training camp team-bonding exercise, the Karasuno team sits in a tight circle playing a truth-or-dare style game.

When Nishinoya's turn arrives, he stares dead into Asahi's eyes, making him nervous before even asking his question.

"Asahi, you're pretty tight with y/n, huh?"

He nodded his head.

"What's the craziest thing you've ever done for her?"

He stammers, "Well, um... there was this time in Tokyo.."

"NOPE-" You interject, silencing him. Daichi and Sugawara both exchange knowing glances. "Asahi, I will seriously kill you."

"Me first," Kageyama says, staring daggers into Asahi, flames practically bursting out from behind him.

"Uh- can I like, do diving drills instead??" Asahi pleads.

a/n: thank you for indulging me in that cheeky one <3, let me know what you think and reblogs are so so appreciated.

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