#i got too busy with exams and life that i forgot about this 😭

[anotherrosesthatfell]

[aira-writes]

Sleepy-head

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader

Genre: fluff, one-shot, bnha-imagines, college au, relationship

Warnings: language—because this has Bakugou in it.

A/n: It’s been a while since I've last uploaded 😭 I was just so busy with school that I never got the chance to complete writing my drafts. I’ve got a load of unfinished drafts here aAaaAaah! After months of not uploading, I’m finally backkkkkkk! Hope you like this rushed one. It may contain grammatical errors because this is not edited.

There was a knock on your door but there's no response that came from you.

A series of soft knocks soon followed, gradually increasing in intensity and frequency—a sign that whoever was on the other side of the door was getting impatient—but it still received nothing but silence.

There were some soft grumbles and clinking of keys. Then, the door to your room swung open and a blonde haired Pomeranian with furrowed eyebrows entered.

“—Hey, tf aren't ya answering your phone? I called ya multiple times, dumbass. I was worried ab—” Bakugou stopped mid-sentence, furrowed-brows diminishing upon seeing the scene in front of him.

His eyes roamed around the living room. There was a lot of scattered, scrunched up papers on the floor and on the table, empty boxes of takeouts—that came from different restaurants—notebooks and opened books that was as thick as a dictionary and highlighters and pens too.

Then, there was you.

Bakugou walked to the kitchen first and placed the groceries—and your favorite ice cream that he bought— on top of the table. Then he walked near your sleeping figure, picked up the remote that was placed just beside your snoring face, and turned off the tv—that he assumed that must have been on for hours.

He stared at your sleeping face, arms plopped up on top of the small table in the living room, and head placed on top of those arms, with your head rotated and facing the side. You also were sitting on the floor, legs crossed and sleeping.

That made him question himself if that sleeping position is comfy or not because you’d definitely be having cramps when you wake up.

“So this was why I wasn't able to contact you.” he whispered to himself and he shook his head. “Dumbass.” he whispered and smiled at your sleeping face.

You didn't mean to ignore your own boyfriend but the fact that you get distracted easily and always end up scrolling TikTok or FB made you want to decide to put your phone on DND mode. You forgot to tell him about that and ended up accidentally ignoring him as you stayed up late at night studying for your upcoming exams.

He squatted, levelling his face to yours—since the table in the living room was small.

Now that his face is at the same level as yours, he was able to stare at you more closely without blushing or stuttering like crazy.

Most of the time, you don’t even notice that he’d hold his breath when you’d get too close to his face. But since you’re currently sound asleep, it doesn’t make him nervous as it does when you’re awake.

Your hair was a mess and there were bags under your eyes but you still looked undeniably gorgeous in front of him—he was just there, squatting, and was just a few inches away from your face as he adoringly stared at you, not even realizing he was making that face.

That face you make when you’re looking at something or someone you really, really, really like.

Dilated pupils, a rose tinge on the cheeks, a wistful smile on the face, and a warm feeling in the stomach.

He just stared at you for he didn’t know how long, continuing to admire your beauty. He can’t even comprehend how he was able to get someone like you, to date someone like him.

Because before you, he was so damn sure no girl would be stay with him and be able to endure his attitude, mood swings, and bad attributes. He believed no one would love him because he’s just—unlovable.

But then, you came.

And damn, he’s so lucky to have you in his life.

“Like what you see?”

A small smirk formed on your lips as you raised your face to stare at the blonde’s— now widened eyes.

You were face to face with a flabbergasted looking Katsuki, eyes wide enough that seemed like he just saw a ghost.

It took him a millisecond to react. “G-gah!—hAH! As i-if, dumbass.” he scoffed, immediately masking his stutters and embarrassment with annoyance and playfully shoved your face away as he abruptly stood back up.

You giggled at your scowling boyfriend’s face as you see a hint of pink slowly forming on his cheeks. In addition, the reddening of his ears weren’t missed by your eyes.

“You look like shit, by the way.” He grumbled and plopped down on the floor beside you.

“And that came from someone who was busy ogling my face seconds ago.” You said in a sing-song voice as you closed your notebook shut— trying to hide the small dribble of saliva that was now forming on the piece of paper where you slept on.

“I wasn’t ogling you, shitty woman.” He groaned, the blush on his face now getting even redder.

“Uh—huh. Tell that to my hand.” you almost shove your palm right into his face as you bursted into fits of laughter. He patted your head and messed your hair up like he was petting a dog, excessively.

“AaaAaah! Stopppp—” You squirmed and tried to shake his hand off, giggling.

He stopped petting you and cupped both of your cheeks using one of his hand.

His hands are def huge.

“You def look like you haven’t slept.” he cringed, concern visible on his features.

“That’s ‘cause I didn’t, dumbass.” you said the last part, mimicking the way he’s always saying it.

He tsk—ed and leaned his face near yours, eyes roaming your face.

The fact that you’re unshowered, didn’t brush your teeth, has a lot of bags under your eyes and felt stinky, made you conscious.

The guy’s undeniably gorgeous and he’s not even trying! How can you not be conscious when his pretty face is shoved right in front of yours?

“Eck! Don’t come near me.” you squirmed and whined, pulling away from him, as you giggled nervously.

“Why not?”

“Just because!”

“Wdym ‘just because’ ?”

You groaned, exasperated. “Because I still haven’t showered, you dumdum.”

All of a sudden, he grabbed your arms and tug you into him, your face softly landing on his chest.

Smelling a whiff of your boyfriend’s cologne made you even more conscious if you actually smelled or not. Damnit.

“You’re right. You DO stink, dumbass.” he chuckled and that made his chest shook a bit. You playfully smacked his arm and that earned a yelp from him but he just chuckled some more.

“Damn you, Katsuuuu.” you whined. “I DEFINITELY DO NOT STINK.” you resisted the urge to sniff your armpits.

“Go take a shower, babe. And you need a break from studying.” he was still grinning in amusement.

Then and there you resisted the urge to smack your boyfriend’s grinning face.

“I’m too lazy to take a bath.” you pouted.

“Go take a bath, lazy woman. It’ll help you feel better, trust me.” he softly rubbed your back, the amused expression on his face changing into a concerned one.

You groaned. You’re just too exhausted and too lazy to even stand up and shower. Plus you’re already liking your position with Katsuki.

“Y’know, if you wanted me to shower you so badly, you could just say so.” he whispered huskily into your ear using a teasing tone.

You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stood up because of Katsuki’s close proximity to yours and the fact that he’s whispering in your ear and using that dam husky voice didn’t help.

“Fine, fine! I’ll shower already!” You were already on your feet before Katsuki could even say ‘dumbass.’

“I’ll set up the movies, babe.” he was chuckling in amusement. He knew that teasing you about that stuff always gets you all red and embarrassed so he always uses that “I’ll shower you myself” card which is a bit irritating because it always works on you.

In addition, the explosive boy didn’t fail to land a playful smack on your ass just before you left.

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[ziauhh]

Void success story part : 2 ♡

Hello motherfuckers 😏

So i shared my void journey in my previous post and you guys loved it so here i am with a part 2 bitches, but this one is gonna be more of my life after Void, also it can be a lil cheesy or intense for some people but i don't give a fuck i am just warning you, so let's go my whores 😭

Okay so it's the day two of me with my desires so i woke up the next morning and was as excited as the day before, again how can i forget to check up my phone so i did and again how can i not get notifications and my BF's sweet good morning message ( i mean best friend, honey it's only the second day don't you get that far ) and i was again drooling over him like he is so hot and handsome 🥵 ( we know it bitch now stfu ) and i also got a notify that i got 50k in my bank like what the actual fuck ! then i realised that i have a motherfucking math exam today but i wasn't scared of it ( like before i used to suck at math ) I hurried up got ready for school, then i told my mom to drop me there but she was like " You are such a lazy ass just go by yourself honey " and i was so confused why is she saying that but then she said go by your car okay do your exam well, then realisation hit me that i have my OWN CAR I KNOW HOW TO DRIVE IT I FUCKING KNOW HOW TO DRIVE ( before i didn't even knew how to start 😭 ) i went to the garage and I WAS TOO STUNNED TO SPEAK it was a BLACK RANGE ROVER i went inside it took a brief view but i don't know why i wasn't feeling nervous or scared i started the car drove it all the way to my School but this time i wasn't the one who was too stunned but my friends they were like " OMG ZEE IS IT YOU, WE THOUGHT IT'S SOME MODEL OR CELEBRITY COMING DANG IT 😱 " Lol they all were staring at me like they never saw me before or am i really a celebrity 👀 hmm whatever i went to my class gave my exam it was easy af like i thought someone already gave me a copy of the question paper and i know all the fucking answers 😭 but when i would take breaks from writting all i found was lots of STARES at me, people weren't giving a shit about their exam they all were busy staring at me ( not trying to do showoff 💅💩 )

OKAY then time skips up to evening i was watching Bridgerton, then my mom ordered me to go buy some groceries OK MA'AM AS YOU SAY 🙂

At the grocery store : I was busy looking for stuffs and then this girl comes to me and starts talking she was so cute and extremely nice but then what she said made me loose my words - " well zee are you umm ...... Straight just because i found you so attractive and forget to tell i am a bi* so ........ ) my face was just like this emoji 😳 wtf what am i suppose to say but then i told her yes i am straight as a board and ran away 😭 she giggled and said bye like tell me wtf was that. yes i manifested being attractive but forgot i manifested being everyones crush EVERYONES FUCKING CRUSH but it was a cute interaction ( omg this bitch, i can't with her )

At night: i went out with my friends for a dinner to a really nice restaurant and found these really fine boys who are from my school they are those hot basketballers every gurl be a slut for, so they noticed me and started waving at me i did the same, then when we were outside the restaurant they came to have a conversation and one of them says " you are looking so hot today zee " i was blushing like a tomato LMFAO then i heard another voice which said " SHE ALWAYS LOOKS HOT, IT'S JUST YOU NEVER NOTICE IT ,BUT I DO " and guess what he was my fucking BF ( boy bestie huh you right 😭 ) this was the first time i say him face to face and i almost fainted bitch he looks much better in person ( will u please shut up 😑 ) i lost my mind their and even my heart ❤️ ( this crazy ass whore )

Yeah that's all happened that day and a lot more every single day, do tell me if you want more of ummm this yk what 🙂

Other things i manifested from void:

Attention 24/7

Confidence 25/8

Ear piercing

Gold earing

Trip to maldives & hawaii this summer

Desire friend group

Driving skills and license

Other skills like - swimming, sports and cooking

Being able to speak different languages

Few beautiful prom dresses

Motivation:

If you say void is easy, then why people struggle getting in ?

- Because honey you made it hard, tell me is it hard for you to breathe or to drink or to walk noooo right because you know it's a part of you, you control it then why you don't think like this about void when yk it's within you, it's a part of you your mind.

How should i clear my mind, when will i know my mind is clear ? Is there any other method to clear mind ?

- you just do a meditation or breathe work and yeah your mind is clear is that even a point to stress on, void is a deep meditative state and to enter it you need to be calm and clear. And what you think if you can't even breathe can you do anything else huh ?

How will i know i am in void ?

- you will know it just trust your mind, when you go to your room yk that you are in your room not in a toilet, when you go to your friends house yk that you are there not on mount everest then why you wouldn't know when you will enter void.

If people went into void and then know they can manifest for others then why don't they manifest for the people who are unable to go into the void ?

- yes ofcourse we can manifest for others but i don't want to make you handicap, Do you take my help to breathe, to drink, to eat or do write those long ass asks...... NOOOO you don't then why you need my help to enter void didn't i told you it's as easy as doing these things then why you need my help. Afterall you are GOD ! GOD never takes help babe !!!

I have been trying to go into void since ages but i can't 😭

- yes you can't because you keep making excuses, you always try to enter void but never do, you think today for sure i will enter the void and wake up in my new reality but when the night comes you think i am too sleepy let me sleep tonight i will enter void later maybe tomorrow or after that, you over complicate things like hell you be asking me how should i clear my mind, shall i sleep on my back or front, what should i affirm, when should i enter, shall i keep my eyes close or open, can i manifest this, can i manifest that 🙄 bitch now really stfu if you guys be asking me all this in my asks they do also ask me ...... can i eat, what should i eat, how can i drink water, can i go to washroom, how to use a toilet paper, how to write my name blah blah blah... Because doing all these daily routine things is as same as void, it's just we realised it now that what void is, rather this void would have been a simple habit like any other.

Plot twist : It still is as easy as anything PERIODT !

Also if you keep making excuses like i have adhd, my house is not quiet, my parents don't allow me to use my phone how should i listen to the meditation, i try to clear my mind but thoughts still come, i try to make my body still but it moves anyways, i got scared, i need a final push etc etc THEN I AM TELLING YOU, Y'ALL WILL DIE LIKE THIS I SWEAR YOU WILL.... NOBODY CAN HELP YOU. YOU HADICAP PIECE OF SHIT YES... YOU, YOU ARE A PIECE OF SHIT DOES THAT HURT YOUR EGO THAT I AIN'T CALLING YOU A GOD BUT A PIECE OF SHIT YES BITCH BECAUSE U DESERVE IT. IF YOU WANT TO BE CALLED A MF GOD THEN DO WHAT GOD DOES STOP MAKING EXCUSES, STOP WASTING TIMES. IF YOU WOULD HAVE INVESTED ALL THIS TIME YOU WASTED WORRYING EXCUSING PROCRASTINATING I BET YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN LIVING YOUR LIFE AND INSTEAD OF YOUR ASKS I WOULD HAVE YOUR SUCCESS STORIES.

" If you still have any self respect left go do what i said and show me your face when you claim yourself as a GOD"

The End ✨

Love, zee

XoXo ♡

[suga-kookiemonster]

satisfy 02

cr

summary⇢ “listen,” taehyung says, eyes wide and eager as he smiles at you. “i figure we can just help each other out. i scratch your back, you scratch mine.” but when you find yourself suddenly in need of a massive favor, exactly how much scratching are you willing to do? pairing⇢ seokjin/reader, namjoon/reader, taehyung/reader, …..jimin/reader word count⇢ 10.7k rating⇢ 18+ genre⇢ smut | escort!au | ceo!au (kinda) warnings⇢ sexual content, lots of kissing, body worship, oral (female receiving), fingering, bad jokes, descriptions of a pelvic exam, jinnie likes his ladies all natural ����, jimin being an angel, taehyung being a lot, seokjin being a beautiful beautiful bastard 😔, in case you forgot this is a fic about prostitution the hustle never stops ok thanks 

a/n⇢ so i most definitely did not intend to work on this next...but then 190424 taehyung happened and i was flat out TRIGGERED 😭😭😭 all three of the kims looked good that day, omg. you expect me to see the kims in suits and not immediately have a meltdown?? you must be new here 😫😭 anyways, let’s get this ball rolling. mood for this chapter is this song~

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The next hour or so was one of the most awkward of minutes of your life.

You and Tae had rejoined the others, forced to sit next to each other when Jungkook graced Tae’s arrival with a distracted hello and moved to the furthest end of the couch. With Jimin in the armchair, you had no choice but to reclaim your previous spot, scooting a bit in a futile attempt to allow Taehyung more room.

This setting was nothing unusual. You had sat next to Tae before, often on this very couch. But this time was different. This time, the feel of his thigh touching yours, the seemingly burning heat radiating from his body—you had never noticed it before, but this time it had you completely on edge, nails digging into your armrest as you attempted to not sit as rigidly as you felt.

Because this time, Taehyung had expressed his desire to pay you for sexual favors. This time, the little glances he kept sneaking you unlocked a foreign feeling in your gut...and lower. Made your throat threaten to close.

To put it frankly, you were entirely overwhelmed with the unthinkable situation you had somehow found yourself in. And being in such close proximity with him was not helping. So, when you absolutely could not take the smothering feeling any more, you croaked out an excuse about needing to get some reading done and tried not to sprint out of the apartment.

Jungkook had saluted you, not even bothering to peel his eyes from the television. Jimin had shot you a confused goodbye. But Taehyung? Taehyung, uncharacteristically, hadn’t said anything at all. Had only watched you leave with a long look that you felt lingering on your skin even when you were back home, curled underneath your sheets.

“Can I think about it?” you had asked, but you found yourself wanting to do anything but. Denial became your new best friend as you spent the next couple days pretending everything was fine. You went to class. You studied. You went to bed. And you got up and did it all over again, happy that Jimin was too busy with his own upcoming exams to reach out to you much. Because seeing him would no doubt remind you of—

Two whole days. Two whole days where you were not in debt, two whole days where you didn’t have to contemplate your possible future as a sex worker.

But, of course, you never really forgot. In the back of your mind, you recognized that precious time was slipping through your fingers. Recognized the anxious energy building beneath your skin. Recognized that this wasn’t going to go away on its own.

So on the third day, you called Taehyung.

He picked up on the second ring, a slight hesitance in his tone. “Hey—”

“I can’t accept,” you blurted, the sudden silence on the other end making you quickly clarify, “I…I can’t accept until I know the terms.”

Taehyung let out an audible exhale. “Of course you can’t,” he agreed easily. “I wouldn’t want you to, and, frankly, that’s not how my family does business.”

Business. Because in the end, that’s what this was. A business arrangement.

“Would you happen to be free tomorrow?” he continued calmly. As if the two of you were discussing the sale of a car, and not your pussy. “It would be better to make sure everyone is on the same page before any decisions are made.”

You hesitated.

“It would just be a conversation,” he reminded you, voice gentle. “It doesn’t mean you have to say yes. Until you decide to sign on the dotted line, nothing is finalized.”

You were running out of time. You were running out of time, and there was no reason you shouldn’t explore one of your options. Possibly your only one. “Yeah,” you breathed. “Yeah, I can be free.”

“Does around…hmm…two work for you?”

You had planned on doing some reading, but if you didn’t meet Tae, soon enough there wouldn’t be anything you needed reading for. “Two sounds great.”

“Great,” he parroted, and you could hear the smile in his voice. You wondered what that meant—whether he really wanted you to do it, or if you were just reading too much into the situation.

Later, after he had told you to meet him at the Kim Industries building, after he had already hung up—

Later, you laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. Thoughts rushing past too quickly for you to grasp any of them.

This was a serious matter to you, not some fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants decision. Not something you took lightly, despite the urgency of your situation. So you needed Taehyung to take it seriously as well. To take you seriously.

That was precisely why you showed up to Kim Industries dressed for court—a navy skirt suit with a white blouse underneath, practical heels, hair pulled from your face and wearing minimal makeup. Because yes, you were simply meeting your friend. But you were doing so on his father’s turf, so you needed to be taken seriously by everyone whose path you crossed.

Your heart pounded as you entered the building, beating an unsteady rhythm alongside the sound of your heels clacking against the marble tiles. You walked up to the receptionist’s desk, trying not to let the nerves you felt show on your face. “I’m here to see Taehyung?”

The older woman looked at you, unimpressed. Her nameplate said Gladys.

“Um, Mr. Kim Taehyung?” you tried again, realizing she was likely the gatekeeper. The pitbull that kept away the crazies. And you had to prove to her that you were supposed to be here. “He told me to meet him here at two.”

Gladys peered at you over her glasses, mouth tight with age and suspicion. She typed a few words into her computer, then looked at you again. “Name?”

“_____.”

Silence as she clicked and typed a bit more, and then she was printing off a name tag and handing it to you. “Tenth floor,” she said. “Second elevator on your left.”

“Thank you,” you replied, but she didn’t respond, just hit a button on her desk and returned her attention back to the computer. The security gate behind her that led to the elevators swung open, and you hurried through it in case the cantankerous woman changed her mind.

Second one on the left, you reminded yourself, calling the correct elevator and stepping inside when it arrived. Tenth floor.

When you stepped out of the elevator, you were greeted by another receptionist’s desk. But this time, the woman sitting behind it was young—younger than you, even—and she smiled at your approach.

“Hi! How can I help you?” she asked sweetly, a complete 180 from good old Gladys downstairs. Her nameplate said Yeri.

“I have a meeting with Taehyung?” you tried, and Yeri’s face lit up in recognition.

“Ah, _____, right?” At your nod, she stood, leading you down a hallway and into an empty conference room. “Please wait here, Mr. Kim will be right with you. Can I get you something to drink?”

“I’m okay, thank you,” you replied, and with a final smile, she left you to your own devices.

A glance at the clock on the wall showed that you were five minutes early. Knowing Taehyung, he would keep you waiting at least another twenty minutes. So you walked around the long table, taking time to enjoy the spectacular view of the city out of the floor-to-ceiling windows and not allowing your mind to linger on why you were there.

But to your surprise, the door opened at 2pm on the dot, and in walked Taehyung, dressed fashionably in a boldly-patterned dress shirt and slacks. He visibly perked up at the sight of you. “_____! You came!”

“I told you I would,” you pointed out as he made his way over to you, smile widening.

“Aww, look at you!” Tae crowed delightedly, reaching out and squishing you to his chest. He smelled faintly of cinnamon. “Are you here to sue me?”

“Did you do something I need to sue you for?” you mumbled against his shirt, unable to stop the smile from touching your lips. But the sound of the door opening again had you pushing out of his friendly embrace, confused.

“I’m sure he has,” a voice quipped. “Take your pick.” And when you turned your head, you were met with the sight of Taehyung’s brother Seokjin, lips quirked slightly in amusement. And Namjoon was standing behind him.

You blanched, taken off guard. How had you not realized they would come too? Taehyung had never mentioned it, but it made perfect sense for the three of them to meet with you. Make sure everyone is on the same page, he had said. God, you felt like an idiot!

You pulled back from your friend, eyes locked on the newest additions as they entered the room properly. While Namjoon was dressed a bit more casually this time—a nice sweater vest over a dress shirt and tie, his glasses still in place—Seokjin was still decked out in a full suit. Which would make sense, if he was truly the heir to the company, as he would likely be in and out of business meetings all day.

“Nice seeing you again, _____,” Seokjin continued, joining you at the window and holding his hand out. “Thank you for coming.” You shook it, also trying to shake off your lingering shock.

God, their dad wasn’t going to pop out from behind the curtains, was he? You weren’t sure if you could do this if their dad was going to show up. Maybe I can hire you one day, he had said, and you were pretty sure he hadn’t meant as a prostitute.

Your throat started to swell with embarrassment and shame, distractedly shaking Namjoon’s hand as well.

“Please, take a seat,” the tall blond man offered with a small smile, and you mechanically did so, swallowing when the three of them decided to walk around to the other side of the table to sit across from you.

What was this, a job interview?

In some ways, you supposed it was.

You shifted in your chair uncomfortably, not exactly sure where to go from here. Luckily for you, Seokjin was a master at closing deals.

“We all know why we’re here, so no need for pretenses,” he said, sliding a folder over to you. “This was drafted by our attorney. Please take your time looking it over—we can modify as needed.”

“It’s just a starting point,” Tae cut in quickly. As if he could sense the panic slowly building beneath your skin. But you had already reached out and opened the folder. Were already skimming the pages inside.

It was all very basic. The Kims would pay you an absurd amount of money—your jaw dropped at the number of zeroes, and you had to clank it shut again for propriety’s sake—to spend time with them. (They would even pay you the first month upon signing, easily covering your looming tuition bill and leaving you with money to spare, which absolutely blew your mind!) Spend time, which was explicitly defined as accompanying them to events, recreational activities such as movies and dinner, and the like. You would be their date-for-hire for a minimum of a year, after which the agreement could be extended or terminated. And you would sign an NDA, ensuring you spoke to no one of your arrangement, as well as any trade secrets you learned in passing that could harm Kim Industries.

Right away you found a term that needed modification, clicking open an errant pen as you started crossing words out. “I can’t commit to two times a week for each of you,” you informed them, mentally pulling up your schedule. “Law school unfortunately doesn’t allow for a lot of free time.”

A couple times a week wouldn’t be that bad—if there weren’t three of them. Most people couldn’t squeeze in sex six times a week, school or not.

“So what sounds more reasonable?” Namjoon prompted casually. As if you weren’t discussing how many times a week you’d be willing to fuck him.

“I…” They were all looking at you, hanging on to your every word. Expressions serious. And it only made you want to duck your head timidly, though you resisted. “I think I could agree to a guaranteed once a week for each of you. And then anything more than that would have to be judged on case-by-case basis. It honestly just depends on the week.”

“That’s fair,” Seokjin allowed, glancing at his brothers, who nodded in agreement. He turned back to you. “Mark it.”

He didn’t need to tell you that—you had already crossed it out and initialed the change out of habit. Who knew your contract writing class would come in handy so quickly? For a reason such as this, too.

“I also think there should be some clause for dissolution,” you mumbled to yourself. “Under certain circumstances. If for some reason you don’t think I’m doing my job well, or if things get rough and I don’t think I can hold up my end of the bargain, we shouldn’t be stuck with each other.”

“Since we’re discussing terms…” You looked up at the sound of the eldest’s voice. His eyes were dark. “Please forgive me if this comes across as crude. But I suppose this is the correct forum to ask...do you shave your pubic hair?”

You dropped the pen, completely caught off guard, eyes wide. “I-I,” you stuttered, swallowing and trying again. “Uh, it’s just—I’ve just been so busy, and it’s been a while since I’ve been with someone! But I’ll definitely fix it—”

“Don’t,” Seokjin interrupted you.

What.

You blinked rapidly at him, confused, but he merely sent you a sly smirk. “I’m sorry, what?” you asked, sure you hadn’t heard him correctly.

“Grown women grow hair,” he replied, leaning back comfortably in his chair. The epitome of nonchalance. “And I like grown women.”

WHAT.

“Hyung,” Tae whined. “That’s not a decision you can just make on your own. You didn’t even ask for our opinion!”

“I don’t really have an opinion,” Namjoon said rather shyly, glancing at you for a split second before his gaze skirted to the table. “I don’t care either way.”

“Ah,” Taehyung groaned good-naturedly, his opinion immediately invalid. He shot you a wink. “Oh well. Don’t threaten me with a good time—things taste better with texture anyway.”

WHAT?!!!!!

“So how much extra would that be?”

A few moments of silence clued your spinning mind in to the fact that that question was directed towards you. Seokjin was talking to you. “I’m sorry?” you asked faintly.

“For you to not touch it,” he clarified. “To let it grow. How much extra would you want? Would an extra five hundred a month be enough?”

This man wanted to pay you to stay in your natural state? To not spend ridiculous amounts of money ripping your hair out of sensitive areas by the root? What universe had you been transported to? And should you buy a lottery ticket?

You forcibly clanked your jaw shut. “Y-Yes,” you stuttered.

He nodded once, a small, pleased smile touching his lips. “Good. We’ll modify the payment.”

Taehyung took that moment to slide another piece of paper in your direction. “Since we’re discussing terms.” The tone in which he had repeated his brother’s words suggested he was joking, but from the contents of the page, he clearly was not.

Your eyes widened, skin warming as you skimmed over what he had handed you. The page was filled with explicit sexual acts, listed, double-sided and bulleted in size 8 font. At the bottom, a line for you to write in your safeword.

There was absolutely no way that the three of them checked off all these boxes. No way all of those kinks could be held by only three men.

What the fuck did Tae do, spin the Pornhub fetish wheel? What in the hell was felching?

You looked at him incredulously, but he only snickered at your expression. “Any of those a no-go?”

What—

“Do you have any hard limits?” Namjoon attempted to clarify when you still neglected to speak.

“I—” The list was making you nervous, was starting to burn you from the inside out. “Well, if any of you likes being one of those adult babies, I think we might as well wrap this up, because I am most definitely not the person you’re looking for.”

Namjoon and Tae burst out laughing at the idea, but you didn’t join them. You were deadass serious.

God, you hoped none of them wanted their diaper changed.

“But other than that,” you continued trying to pull some sense from your spinning brain, “I think I’m open to at least trying most things? Uh...as a rule, I’m not into gross bodily fluids—no piss, no shit, no blood.”

“What about cum,” Tae asked lewdly, and had you been alone, you would have thrown your pen at his smug face, because of course that would be okay. That asshole just wanted you to say it out loud! But since you were still in the company of others—and technically still in a business meeting—you merely shot him a look.

Still…

“…I don’t find that gross,” you admitted. “And actually. Um. About that.”

Whew, this was a lot. Watching them visibly perk up at your words—having their full attention—

It was a lot.

But the floor was yours. And this was the time to bring it up.

“I have an IUD,” you continued, fighting the urge to look away from them. “Which I’m happy to prove, if you’d like. But that means, assuming everyone is clean and we agree not to have any partners outside of the four of us, that you wouldn’t have to use condoms.”

Silence. Absolute silence as they stared at you, Namjoon’s gaze seemingly burning the hottest.

“I…” You swallowed, slowly losing your thunder as your voice tapered off. “I would prefer it...actually…”

“Well shit, let’s go!” Taehyung replied gleefully. “First date—we can go get tested right now.”

Seokjin cleared his throat. “We can add to the list and discuss,” he said, despite Tae’s outburst. “Do you have any other...preferences?”

Nothing that big, and you were too flustered to quickly analyze your sexual preferences, so you just shook your head. “Can I just ask?” you said instead. “Why me?”

“_____, I told you already,” Tae replied with a boxy grin. “Because I trust you. And I like hanging out with you.”

“And that’s enough for me,” Namjoon shrugged easily, looking at his younger brother fondly. “Taehyungie is usually a great judge of character.”

That elicited a snort out of Seokjin. “If he’s such a great judge, why are we all sitting here right now?”

Taehyung visibly bristled, Namjoon’s lips tugging into a frown. “Hyung,” the blond man said softly.

But Seokjin ignored them both, eyes calculating as he looked at you. Your heart raced, distinctly feeling as if you were being picked apart. “Why not you?” he finally replied.

You had no real answer to that.

And so you silently designated the first word that came to mind as your safeword, scribbled it down, and slid the paper back across the table.

The most bizarre encounter of your life ended the same way it began—with a round of handshakes. Seokjin and Namjoon both had other things to attend to, so they bid you goodbye (Seokjin with a curt nod, Namjoon with a smile and a small wave). So with no immediate responsibilities, it was Taehyung who walked you out.

Gladys was still extremely unimpressed by you as you passed, but managed to crack a smile when Taehyung greeted her, complimenting her apparent new haircut. God, you swore that man could charm the pants off a mannequin.

“Well,” you said, shooting him tight smile and turning to leave. “I guess I’ll see you later—”

“Hey,” Tae murmured, and the feeling of his hand on your shoulder stopped you in your tracks. When you looked at him, his expression was uncharacteristically pensive. “You’re smart,” he continued once he had your attention. “You’re smart, and you’re funny, and you’re one of the most driven, hardworking people I know. And nothing can change that.” He held your stare. “Okay?”

You looked away, rapidly blinking as you fought the sudden, unexpected urge to cry. You cleared your throat. “Okay.”

“Okay.” He squeezed your shoulder once, then let it go. “I’ll see you later.”

Later that night, you received an email from their attorney, detailing all of the amendments made, and with the revised document attached. You opened a bottle of wine and reread it, again and again, going through the contract with a fine-toothed comb.

Emboldened by your third glass, you signed and sent it back before you could change your mind.

JimJam [3:26] Hey, where are you?

JimJam [3:26] You’ve been suspiciously quiet all week

[3:28] Sorry, I’ve been purposely unplugged! Trying to focus on exams

[3:29] Johnson’s is gonna fuck me over

JimJam [3:29] yeah, that one is gonna be rough

JimJam [3:29] can I stop by later? We can compare notes

JimJam [3:30] I’ll even stop on the way and get you that gross sugary coffee drink you like 😊

[3:30] 😩💖💖💖

[3:30] I don’t deserve you

JimJam [3:31] most people don’t 😝😂

JimJam [3:31] Hey, random, but have you heard from Tae lately? He’s been weirdly MIA today

“Jimin’s looking for us,” you said aloud, looking up from your phone.

Taehyung—not a fan of needles—had his head turned towards the wall as the doctor finished drawing his blood sample. “Did you tell him we’re on a date?” he hummed.

“No. No, I did not,” you scoffed. “So you might want to text him back after this. Also, for the record, this is probably the worst date I’ve ever been on.”

“I don’t know,” Namjoon piped up from his seat in the corner. “I think it makes for a pretty good story.”

You shook your head amusedly at him as the doctor placed a bandage on Tae’s arm.

“All done,” the doctor said, placing the vial filled with Tae’s blood next to the others. He was a nice, older man, apparently the trusted GP to the entire Kim clan. And now, instead of a broken arm, they were trusting him to ensure none of you had any STDS that would put a wrench in your upcoming plans. You had been swabbed, you had given blood, you had peed. And now there was only one thing left to do. “Are you ready, miss?”

“Yeah, now or never,” you sighed. Taehyung hopped off of the examination table to swap places with you, the paper rustling. Both Seokjin and Namjoon took that as their cue to move from the corner they had been sitting in to stand closer to your head.

“Don’t worry, this should be fairly quick,” the doctor said reassuringly, snapping the stirrups into place. Not that you needed to be reassured—this certainly wasn’t your first rodeo, but that didn’t mean it was an entirely pleasant experience.

Wanting to get this over with, you dutifully placed your feet where they belonged, relieved when the kind doctor threw a sheet over your lower half to give you some semblance of privacy.

This was your idea. Not necessarily your best one, but you felt it to be the one to make the most sense.

The money had been wired, your bill had been paid, and now it was time to get down to business. To hold up your end of the bargain.

Yes, the three Kims could have simply received word from their doctor that you were clean, that your uterus was impenetrable. But you thought it best for your newly-penned arrangement to be completely built on trust.

So, you requested that the four of you got tested together.

And though getting pregnant would obviously be detrimental to why you had agreed to the arrangement in the first place, you wanted to remove all doubt that your intentions were anything but good. So, to prove that you were not in the business of trapping anybody, you asked them to sit in on your exam. To see it with their own eyes.

They had all agreed easily, Seokjin seemingly impressed by your need for complete transparency. He had only requested that all of the tests be done by their family doctor, who had serviced them for decades and would never leak any of their information.

And all of that was well and good, but that meant that now, here you were, naked under one of those ugly hospital gowns, being stared at by all of them while your feet were in stirrups.

“Scoot down, please,” the doctor asked you, and you did as you were told, slightly distracted by the handsome men hovering near you. This certainly wasn’t like any other pelvic exam you had had.

Taehyung was the closest to you, eyes widening at the sheer size of the ultrasound probe—at least as long as his forearm. He watched the doctor cover it with a condom and squeeze lube on it, fascinated.

“That’s normal,” you informed him. “All of it doesn’t go in.” But that didn’t stop you from wincing slightly as the bulbous head of the probe breached you.

Your gray-haired friend noticed. “Hey babe,” he fake-whispered cheekily. “Do you think it’s a girl or boy?”

“I think it may be too early to tell, babe,” you snorted, playing along. Unable to tamp down your smile. Because you were uncomfortable, he was simply trying to distract you…and it was working.

“It’s a whole lotta nothing,” the doctor announced, turning the monitor in your direction so everyone could see. “Vacant, and it’s going to stay that way.” He tapped at a distinguishable shape in the midst of the gray mass that was your uterus. “There it is!”

“It’s beautiful,” Tae breathed, grasping your hand. “It has your nose.”

“Shut up,” you laughed, finally able to sit up as the doctor removed the probe and began cleaning up. “Are we all set?”

“All done,” the older man confirmed, turning to Seokjin. “Results should be ready in a few days, sir.”

Tae wasn’t really listening. “Hey, what do you think about the name Jack?” he asked you, mouth slack in thought. “It kind of looks like a Jack.”

“Taehyung, if you don’t text Jimin back and get the fuck away from me.”

The next week went by scarily normally. You bunkered down, so swallowed whole by your remaining two exams that you didn’t even have time to ponder over what you had just agreed to. You barely had time to remember to eat—the only reason you did was because Jimin knew how you tended to get when stressed, and so he made a point to stop by your apartment every couple of days to check on you and drop off sandwiches from your favorite deli in town.

So when exactly would you have time to remember that your new career as a sex worker?

Your first wakeup call happened after your final exam, Jimin blowing up your phone immediately after and insisting you go out to celebrate. Showing up to your front door, even after your weak attempts to ward him off.

“The only way I’m going to make it through the trauma of the hell Johnson just put us through is by getting wasted,” he hissed, dragging you from where you had been laying gloriously prostrate on the couch.

“Jimin, that is not a healthy coping mechanism.”

“You get through school your way, I get through mine.”

And you hadn’t said anything to that, because he was right. With the way you were planning on “getting through school”…who were you to judge?

So there you were, at a pub downtown on a Wednesday night, tipsy and the most relaxed you could remember being in months. To your surprise, Taehyung and Jungkook showed up right as you were finishing your first drink, and it wasn’t as awkward as you thought it would be. Taehyung was acting like his normal, quirky self, giving absolutely no indication that he had just been getting tested for STDs with you the week before.

You actually would have thought that you had made the whole thing up if Tae hadn’t turned to you when Jimin and Jungkook went up to the bar to order a few pitchers.

“How’s little Jack Jack?” he cooed.

You shot him a look, taken off guard, but not amused. “Do I look like Elastigirl to you?”

“With that ass?” He raised an eyebrow at said ass, letting out an appreciative hum. “Yeah.”

You shoved him in the side at his snickers, and he let you. “I liked you better when you weren’t attracted to me.”

“I’ve always been attracted to you,” he replied easily, smile widening at the way his words made you duck your head in embarrassment. “I just never said anything, in case it bothered you.”

You swallowed. “Oh.”

Taehyung pushed further into your space, body warm against yours. Forcing you to look up into his eyes. “Does it bother you?” he murmured.

Your breath hitched, alarms going off in your head. But your mouth seemed to run on autopilot. “N-No,” you admitted quietly.

“Good,” he said sincerely.

You cleared your throat, not sure how to answer that. “Jack Jack is doing his job.”

“His job doing what?” Jungkook asked from behind you, making you startle at his sudden reappearance. “Being the most powerful Incredible, and possibly the most powerful superhero of all time?” He slid a pitcher on the table, raising an eyebrow. “Don’t argue with me on this, we all know I’m right.”

You blinked, discreetly stepping back and widening the space between you and Tae. “I wasn’t going to.”

Taehyung held up a hand pacifyingly. “Okay, I was willing to give you most powerful Incredible, but most powerful superhero of all time is pushing it. Jack Jack is a literal baby.”

“Which is what makes him so powerful,” Jungkook retorted. “If he’s that way as a baby, what do you think he’ll be like when he gets older?”

“But that doesn’t mean he is now. He can’t control his powers—”

A hand at the small of your back brought you out of the suddenly heated debate. You turned your head, and there was Jimin, looking at you carefully from beneath his bangs. He needed a haircut; they were getting long. “Are you okay?” He said quietly, so the others couldn’t hear. Not that they were paying attention anyway, too busy fighting over whether potential or control was more important when it came to judging superpowers.

You sent him a small smile. Small, but genuine. “Yeah.”

For a few moments, his eyes roved yours, as if trying to decide for himself. Then, he answered your smile with his own. “Good!” He grinned, handing you another cup. “Then let’s get fucked up.”

Your next wake-up call happened the very next day.

Unlike the boys, you had stopped drinking once you had hit that sweet spot where you were happily drunk, but would still be able to reverse the damage you had done the next morning with nothing but a good, greasy breakfast sandwich. The new semester starting meant a new slew of classes, so you wanted to be sure you were mentally present for the ones you had that day. (You didn’t think Jimin was as successful in that endeavor—you hadn’t heard a peep from him all day, which was unusual. You should probably drop by his apartment to make sure he was still alive.)

You were grabbing a coffee from a cafe on the way to the library when your phone rang, interrupting the music playing in your headphones. You dug the phone out of your pocket irritably, frowning at the unfamiliar number before taking the call.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this _____?” a pleasant voice asked.

“...Yes, this is she.”

“Hi Ms. _____, this is Wendy from Mr. Kim’s office.” At your baffled silence, the sweet voice clarified, “Mr. Kim Seokjin?”

“Oh.” Oh. Shit. A chill ran through you, suddenly wide awake with no use for caffeine.

“Mr. Kim would like to know if you’re free this evening,” Wendy continued, completely unaware of the fact that you were actively trying not to shit yourself. “Around 6?”

“I—” You took a moment to breathe, to calm your racing mind and focus on the question. “Yes. Yes, I’m free then.”

“Excellent!” Wendy replied pleasantly. You could hear her typing in the background. “Marking it in the calendar now. A car will pick you up at 5:30. Do you have any food allergies?”

“N-No.”

“Wonderful. We’ll see you soon, Ms. _____.”

You stared at the phone for minutes after she hung up, having to sit down at one of the tables to collect your thoughts. This was happening so fast. Was it really? a voice in the back of your head whispered, and you had to admit...it had been over a week since you had seen Seokjin. Since you had agreed to give him your body.

Still...still, you weren’t sure if this was something anyone could ever be prepared for.

Well, you thought dazedly. I have until 6.

Which, of course, came in the blink of an eye. As promised, the car was outside of your apartment at 5:30 sharp.

You gave the driver a tight smile as he opened the backseat door for you, trying to not sweat bullets. Because you had just showered—a long one, scrubbing everything until it was clean and fresh, swiping your razor over every area but the one you were paid not to. Wondering if the scent of your favorite cocoa butter lotion was too strong, but also not willing to show up ashy.

No need to embarrass yourself in front of that rich man more than necessary.

You weren’t really sure what to wear, not given any indication of where the car would be taking you, and you were equally afraid of showing up over- or underdressed. So you went for a compromise, pairing one of your nicer blouses with a pair of dark jeans and some comfortable, but cute, flats.

The ride was quiet, and much too short for your pounding heart. Before you knew it, the driver was pulling into the parking garage of one of the most expensive apartment buildings in town, stopping in front of a pair of glass doors that led to the elevator lobby. He turned around to hand you a keycard. “Top floor, miss.”

Of course. Of fucking course legacy son Kim Seokjin lived in the penthouse suite of a building you felt too poor to even walk by. “Thank you,” you replied quietly, taking a grounding breath before exiting the car.

You stared at the gleaming marble floors as you waited for the elevator, so shiny you could see your nervous reflection. Once it arrived, you mechanically stepped inside. And, after pressing the top button did nothing, you quickly surmised that waving your recently gifted keycard over a sensor made the PH button stay lit and the elevator car hum to life.

You weren’t sure what you were expecting to see when the elevator doors finally opened, but it certainly wasn’t Kim Seokjin, dressed down in slimfit jeans and a tshirt, standing over a stove. He was turned away from you, giving you a generous view of the way the muscles of his broad back stretched beneath the material of his shirt.

The sound of the elevator doors opening had him looking over his shoulder at you. “Ah,” he said in greeting, turning back to his pot. “You made it.”

“I made it,” you agreed, shuffling forward and trying not to let your jaw drop at the gorgeous apartment. The open floorplan allowed you to see straight across the room and through the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the entire city. Tentatively, you made your way over to him. “Are you...are you cooking?”

His lips twitched into a small smile. “Looks like it,” he mused, putting the lid back on the pot and gesturing towards the nearby table. “Have a seat. We’re just waiting on the vegetables.”

You did as you were bid, confused as he grabbed a couple wine glasses from a nearby cabinet and pulled a bottle from what appeared to be a wine fridge next to the sink. “Pinot grigio okay?”

“I…yes.”

He was watching you, the quirk of his mouth giving away his amusement as he uncorked the bottle and started pouring the pale liquid into one of the glasses. “Why do you look so gobsmacked?”

“I just—” To be honest, there were a lot of reasons—one of them being that never in a million years would you have thought that you would have been literally wined and dined by a man who had already wired you an obscene amount of money to fuck him. But you thought it best to go with an easier answer. “I didn’t know you cooked, is all.” And well, apparently. The aromas filling the entire apartment were nothing short of heavenly.

“Why would you think I couldn’t cook?”

“If we’re being real, a couple weeks ago I had to explain to Taehyung what fabric softener was. I just kind of assumed that you were too rich to know how to cook? That people would do it for you.”

“Yes, well.” There it was again, that small smile, the one that was starting to hit his eyes. He set your wine glass in front of you, taking a sip from his own. Dear god, he was even wearing an apron. “I’ve always liked to cook. I just don’t always have the time.”

“So you decided to do so tonight?” you asked incredulously.

Seokjin shrugged. “It’s as good a time as any.”

You gaped at him as he returned to the stove and opened the oven door, using a mitt to procure the beautifully roasted vegetables. You watched, in complete disbelief, as he started plating the food.

The whole situation was so utterly domestic that your head was starting to spin. Did he…did he forget why you were here?

“There you go,” Seokjin said, tone tinged with pride as he placed a beautiful plate in front of you. “Chicken piccata, with a side of roasted vegetables. And I have dessert, too, if you’re still hungry. Bon appétit.”

“I—wow,” you breathed, mouth immediately watering at the delectable meal in front of you. “This looks amazing. Thank you.”

He smiled again, wider this time, and it brightened his entire face and made you question whether this could possibly be the same serious man who you had met previously. You weren’t sure what to do with the sudden fluttery feeling in your gut, so you just ducked your head at his “No problem.”

“You have…a beautiful home,” you offered awkwardly. Not lying in the least, but a bit stunted in your delivery, due to the circumstances. Due to him settling in the chair right next to yours, casually picking up his knife to slice his chicken into smaller bites.

Seokjin’s eyes glanced over the gorgeous hardwood floors, the sleek furniture, the jaw-dropping view of the city below. Glanced over what he got to see every day, as if this was the first time he was actually seeing it. “Hmm. I guess you’re right. Thank you.”

A silence befell you as you nervously gulped down your wine, not sure what to say. What exactly do you say in situations such as these?

But luckily for you, Seokjin was not about to be a CEO for nothing. The ability to put people at ease, to sweet-talk his way through conversations, was a well-honed skill he could call upon at will.

“So, why did you decide to get into law?”

And on it went, him peppering you with questions as the two of you ate your meal, topping off your glass for you before it could ever get half-empty. And for some reason, it seemed like he was genuinely interested in what you had to say. Interested in you. And so you found yourself freely questioning him as well.

“Where did you learn to cook like that?” you demanded, body warm with alcohol and your fabulous meal. “Because there is no damn way you just watched a couple Youtube videos.”

Seokjin let out a laugh at the suspicion in your tone. “I used to like to take classes,” he allowed. “So I’ve just practiced a lot.”

“Okay, but this is good,” you pressed. “Like, Emeril good. Did you ever think about pursuing this?”

He slowly twirled the stem of his wineglass as he considered your question. “Maybe once or twice, but not seriously,” he replied thoughtfully. “I’ve been preparing to take over from my father almost all my life.”

The oldest, the prodigal son. His life set in stone as soon as he left the womb. Before he could even think about exploring where he would want it to go.

“Yah,” he said with a sigh, throwing you out of your thoughts. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you pity me,” came the even reply, a small smile touching his lips at your suddenly flustered expression. He held up a hand before you could protest in an obvious lie. “I may not have chosen this lifestyle, but I like it. I’m good at it. So there’s nothing to pity. Okay?”

You cleared your throat, embarrassed. “Okay.”

“Good. Besides, what I really wanted to be growing up was a comedian.”

“Really.” You raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

“What, you don’t think I’m funny?”

“I don’t think you’re not not funny.”

But Seokjin had been challenged, and he wasn’t the type to back down. “What did the buffalo say when his son went to college?” he demanded, eyes sparkling.

Okay, you’d bite. “What?”

“Bison.”

The smile that was pulled from you was completely against your will. “Oh my god.”

“What was Forrest Gump’s email password?”

“Oh god, please don’t.”

“1forrest1.”

It was too much—you burst out laughing, pulling a pleased grin from him. “Shut up!”

“Good, right?”

“Stop gloating, clearly I drank too much wine. This means nothing,” you retorted, but you couldn’t tamp down your smile. “I suggest you not quit your day job.”

It was strange, seeing him like this. Like this, with a couple of his layers pulled back, with a few of his walls down. You hadn’t had that much interaction with him up to this point, and if you were being honest, you had gotten the impression that he was a major dick, always seeming to jump at the chance to bring up Taehyung’s mistakes. But now, sitting in his beautiful kitchen, full from his expensive wine and delicious food he had prepared for you himself—now, you were starting to see things a bit differently.

You saw a hardworking man, forced into responsibility and choosing to thrive in it. Refusing to tolerate anything that stood in the way of his goals. You saw a man likely as goofy as his brother, but not given as many carefree opportunities to show it.

And then you felt his hand on your knee, you saw a man, watching you with unbridled desire.

Why you were there came crashing back to you like a freight train.

“Are you okay?” he asked carefully, thumb rubbing circles into your jeans.

“Yeah,” you breathed, blinking at your empty wine glass. You wanted more, but weren’t so sure that was a good idea. “I just…I’ve never done this before.”

“Me neither,” he replied, lips quirking in amusement.

But you shook your head. “No, you don’t get it. I’m…I don’t even do one-night stands. I’m more of a relationship type of person? So I don’t know if I can do this the way you need me to. Seokjin, I—”

“Jin,” he interrupted softly, causing you to pause your tirade in confusion. “Call me Jin.”

“Jin,” you repeated timidly, the look in his eyes making you drop your own to your lap. His thumb was still circling, circling. Palm branding you through the denim.

But then his other hand was guiding your chin upwards. Forcing you to meet his gaze. “You asked me before,” he murmured. “Why you.”

The breath was getting caught in your throat, and you had to force it down. Drag it in, push it out.

“You’re pretty. But all of Taehyung’s ‘friends’ are pretty.” Said so matter-of-factly that you almost missed the compliment.

Almost.

He tilted his head thoughtfully. “But there’s more…substance to you, isn’t there? You have goals. You want to be someone. And you’re willing to sacrifice to ensure you’ll meet those goals. I can relate to that.” His eyes darkened, a distracted swipe of his tongue across his plump lips drawing your full, shivering attention.

“And I respect it.”

He leaned in slowly but surely, giving you time to move away, but confident you wouldn’t. And you didn’t, steeling yourself for the first press of his lips, pillowy and warm against your own. You gasped at the feeling, and Jin took the opportunity to trace his tongue over your lower lip.

Reflex—you were running on adrenaline and reflex now, cautiously adding counter pressure and making him hum in approval. Making the hand on your knee drift up, making it grip your thigh instead.

This was strange. Not strange that you were kissing a virtual stranger—a few embarrassing drunken encounters from your undergrad years came to mind—but that you were doing so willingly while relatively sober. But despite it being strange…it didn’t feel wrong.

No, on the contrary, Seokjin was a great kisser. The easy way his mouth slotted against yours, the way he licked your lips pliant and open. The way he seemed to be taking his sweet time, exploring every inch of your mouth before breaking away, only to lave his wet muscle over your pulse point instead.

You couldn’t tell how long you had been kissing him for, time seeming to stop and race all at once, everything turning into a hazy, crawling blur. Could only tell that you were feeling warm beneath your own skin, that you were panting and leaning into him as he gifted your neck with lingering, open-mouthed kisses.

It was only when a light scraping of his teeth under your ear made you subconsciously reach for him, fingers winding in the hair at his nape in an effort to bring him closer, that he spoke again.

“Now?” he asked huskily, lips brushing against your skin.

You didn’t let yourself think too hard about it. “Yes.”

“Good,” he murmured, gracing your skin with a final peck before pulling away. Now that you could see his eyes again, you could see how blown out they were, could see his lips, pink and swollen. He reached for your hand and stood, leaving all of your dirty dishes on the table, leading you down a hallway.

His lips were on you again before you even entered his bedroom properly, his height meaning he had to lean over a good amount in order to suck your bottom lip into his mouth. He kept walking forward and you allowed him to lead you blindly backwards until your calves hit the side of his bed, making you stumble on top of it.

Seokjin didn’t give you much time to recover, pulling his tshirt over his head with one hand, tossing it distractedly to the side, and then immediately crowding into your space again. Your eyes practically bugged out of your head at the large expanse of golden skin suddenly revealed to you, his steady advance making you reflexively scoot further onto the bed. But you were easily distracted by the return of his mouth on your neck, tongue hot as it lapped against your skin.

You let out a whimper as the wet muscle trailed to your collarbone, his hands solidly yanking you closer to him by the hips and then, while you were distracted, drifting up to undo the buttons of your shirt.

Your breathing quickened, overwhelmed and shy, but when Seokjin’s dark eyes met yours, gauging your reaction, you didn’t push him away. So he continued to slowly unbutton your shirt, mouth christening the skin that was revealed. And though your blood ran hot, though you found your fingers clutching the sheets and your heart pounding, you still found yourself leaning into his touch.

He pushed the shirt off your shoulders, silently appraising the swell of your newly-revealed breasts. You hadn’t been sure what to wear—what he would like, whether he would even care—so you had merely put on one of your cute black bra and panty sets. The longer he stared without saying anything, though, the longer you questioned your choice, hands lifting to cover yourself self-consciously.

“No.” Jin batted them away. “Don’t hide from me.”

“I just—”

“You’re beautiful,” he breathed, almost more to himself than you.

That stunned the words right out of you, only able to blink owlishly at him as he recaptured your lips and pushed forward until he was caging you in with his body, your back flat on the bed.

He distracted you more with his mouth for a while, pecking and nibbling and adding just enough tongue that you barely noticed the hands skimming your sides. Barely noticed, until one of them came up to mold over your breast.

You gasped into his mouth, unconsciously pushing your chest further into his hand, and Seokjin took that as the invitation it was, firming up his grip and rubbing his thumb over your pebbled nipple through the lace.

“Beautiful,” he repeated against your lips, and a light pinching of the bud made your hips lift of their own accord, searching for friction. So he moved off of you a bit, instead choosing to lay more to the side so his other hand would have more room to cup you in the exact place where you were aching.

“Jin,” you groaned, thighs parting wider, pushing up to him in an effort to get as close as you possibly can. “P-please. I need more.”

“Impatient,” he tutted, though you could feel his smile against your skin. “You’ll get more, sweetheart. But can you be good for me?” You let out a frustrated whine in response, and he only hummed, pressing pointedly against your clit through the denim. “Don’t rush me. I like to enjoy my meal.”

And to punctuate his point, one of the cups of your bra was shoved down, your breast finally exposed to the air. Seokjin took one moment to appreciate the sight, needy nipple standing stiff for his attention, before enveloping it in his mouth entirely, hot and wet and so so good. Another moan escaped your lips, a hand carding through his dark hair in appreciation, subtly clutching him towards you. Subtly begging him not to move.

But Seokjin clearly had no intention of doing so, humming contentedly as he flicked his tongue in time with the fingers toying with your covered mound. Gently sucking color into the skin, leaving delightfully wet trails as he meandered through your cleavage, as he graced the swell of your other, more neglected breast before freeing that one too.

You had never been with a man before who was so focused on you—it was bizarre and baffling and exhilarating all at once, and in the back of your head, you wondered if he was doing it because he knew you were nervous. If he was merely trying to butter you up, relax you.

But that didn’t seem to be quite his intention. Every time his hands, his mouth roamed somewhere new, his eyes would drift back to your face, eating up your resulting expression. Would drink in all of your involuntary tells—the subtle way you leaned closer to him, the hastening of your breathing, the stuttering of your hips.

It was like he wasn’t doing it as a means to a messy end, as many of your ex-boyfriends had. Seokjin truly wanted to, was getting off to you getting off, and that realization was riling you up just as much as he was.

Then, it was happening. Happening before you realized it was, your slow roll into his hand suddenly turning hard and frantic. Your breathing hollowing and coming out in rapid puffs, catching Jin’s attention and making him lean back to watch the beautiful agony stretch across your face with dark, hungry eyes.

“That’s it,” he murmured over your whimpering, pressing into you harder. “Get it nice and pretty for me.”

You couldn’t even respond properly, body hurtling towards its one goal. Mouth slack, shamelessly rutting against him as Kim Seokjin made you cum without even needing to take your pants off.

Your pussy pulsed around nothing, forcing a choked moan up your throat, and Jin ate that shit up, groaning along with you. Long fingers still expertly pressing into your slit, tongue coming to messily join yours and swallow your moans. You trembled, even when it was over, thighs finally snapping shut in overstimulation and forcing his hand immobile between them.

“Uh-uh.” He smiled down at you, expression anything but sweet. “I’m not done with you yet.” A light pull freed his hand from the warmth of you, though he didn’t seem to want to separate for long, as suddenly he was scrambling over you and unbuttoning your jeans. Working them off your hips.

Still slightly dazed, you said nothing when your panties were next to go, strings of your arousal visibly stretching from you before the soiled fabric was pulled too far away and they snapped. Said nothing when your thighs were parted by his large hands.

Seokjin was silent as he considered you, jaw working in the low light. It was making you so nervous that you almost wanted to cover yourself again, to close your legs and curl into fetal position in mortification. But his sudden expression of pure hunger gave you pause, and that moment of hesitation was all the time he needed to crouch down and get acquainted with you properly.

You expected to feel his tongue—or a finger—but that was not what happened right away. Instead, when his nose bumped into your aching flesh, you were treated to the sound of the longest, most obscene sniff you had ever heard.

Face heating up, it was then that you remembered the request he had asked of you. Don’t touch it, he had said, and so you hadn’t, your essence clinging to your pubic hair and visibly smearing across his face in a sticky sheen the more he nestled closer. The way he was pressing his face firmly into your most private of parts, the loud sniffs as he breathed you in, made you shuffle a bit in embarrassment. But it was hot. So, so hot, and as embarrassed as you were, your cunt only dripped more for him.

You had read somewhere that besides naturally protecting against bacteria and chafing, one of the functions of pubic hair was to trap pheromones. And from the almost frenzied way Seokjin was inhaling you in, the way his whole body shuddered when he exhaled—

You were inclined to believe that was the case.

It was not too long after that you were graced with a wet swipe up your slit, slowly meandering to where your clit was swollen and aching. Giving it a light suck that had your hands winding in his hair, made you bite down on your lip in pleasure.

A finger joined the fray, easily breaching your slick canal, and so another quickly joined it, Seokjin steadily pumping them in and out in a slow, but persistent rhythm, lapping at your bud as if it was a melting ice cream cone. Your thighs shook.

“Ahhh—”

The third finger made you grunt in discomfort, long as well as thick.

“Shhh,” Jin murmured, placing a kiss on your inner-thigh to distract you as he massaged your walls. “I know. But this is the only way I’ll fit.”

What.

You grabbed his wrist, riled up and frustrated and more than ready for the big event. “Take your pants off.”

He looked up at you, amused. “But I’m not finished—”

“Don’t care. Pants. Off.”

Huffing out a laugh, Seokjin lifted from his elbows and reared back, the raging tent in his pants obvious now that he wasn’t lying down. You almost salivated at your full view of his tanned, chiseled chest, at his handsome but cocky expression as he flicked open the button of his pants and dragged them down in a mini-striptease. His cock sprang free.

And you stared. And stared. And stared, jaw dropping open involuntarily before you finally dragged your gaze up to meet his. “Third leg, huh. Nice party trick.” You swallowed, blinking rapidly. “So. Where’s your dick?”

“You’re funny,” Seokjin grinned, a hand wrapping around said third leg and giving it a few strokes. The already purpled, moist head leaking more in appreciation of his actions.

Oh no. Oh no no no no, that was not in your contract. You most definitely would have remembered! That was—

He was suddenly on you again, crawling over you until his broad shoulders shadowed the light emanating from the small lamp on the nightstand. Skin completely against skin, slotting easily in the vacant space your thighs reflexively made for him. He looked down at you, regarding your expression as his hips started a slow grind with yours, absurdly large cock sliding over your sticky lips. “I know you say you’re ready,” he mused, kissing the underside of your jaw. “But you’re sure, sweetheart?”

There was no use in dragging this out, especially when almost all of your apprehension had been replaced with raw need. Even knowing that the sheer size of him might stretch you to your limits didn’t stop you from grabbing ahold of that tight, tight ass and pulling him closer to you.

“Jin, if you don’t fuck me right now, I swear to god—”

“Feisty,” he grinned, looping a forearm under one of your knees and opening you up just that bit more. “You really aren’t one of Taehyung’s friends, are you.”

“Can you just—” The words died on your tongue at the first press of him, comforting and familiar when his head entered you, but then quickly becoming more of a challenge as the rest of his long, girthy length followed. You inhaled sharply, hands scrabbling up his broad back, and he kissed you again, coaxing your tongue into activity as a distraction from the burning stretch happening below. And it almost worked, but you couldn’t help but pant into his mouth, fingers searing crescent moons into his skin until he was fully seated within you.

“Okay?” he murmured, nibbling on your ear.

You sat still for a few moments, cunt on high alert and twitching around him. Stuffed, but still unsatisfied. So you answered with a roll of your hips, hiding your wince into the damp skin of his neck.

“Fuck me,” you repeated in an impatient groan.

And so, with a final kiss to your cheek, Seokjin pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, riding you slow and hard, the slap of his testicles knocking into your ass a loud beat that rivaled the pounding of the heartbeat in your ears. A hand drifting down to roughly and relentlessly circle your clit, leaving your body absolutely no choice but to become sopping and pliant. Your eyes fluttered shut, mouth dropping open. Hips meeting him halfway.

Time quickly became nonexistent, the only thing that mattered the delicious way he was fucking the sense right out of you. You weren’t sure how long he rutted into you. How long he mouthed at one tit while twisting the nipple of another, how long his tongue danced with yours. All you knew was that you were almost there—almost there—for the second time that night when his thrusts started to become sloppy.

“Fuck,” he bit out, eyebrows furrowed. He was sweating, a shaky hand returning to fumble at your sensitive nub. Your whole body locked up in ecstasy, already at the edge. “Come on, sweetheart. Be good for me, yeah? Give me one more, come on, come on—”

When you came this time, it was more intense, your cunt able to lock down on something long and pulsing as you whined. Seokjin let out a long moan in response, staying put just long enough for you to finish before abruptly pulling out of you and furiously pumping his cock, your fresh slick giving his hand a gloriously smooth, sticky glide.

You could only stare at the ceiling, still dazed and dumb from your last orgasm when you felt your labia hit with his hot, heavy seed.

Seokjin groaned loudly through it, his cum spurting out in waves, leaning forward to heavily rest his forehead against yours as you both gasped in the same balmy air.

Neither of you said anything for a few moments, too busy trying to root yourselves back to the earth’s surface. But when you finally managed to croak out a “Wow,” a flick of his wrist had the head of his cock slapping against your mound and smearing through his own mess.

“Ungh,” you mewled encouragingly against your will.

Jin leaned back, meeting your gaze with an amused eye. “Insatiable?” he teased, pecking you on the mouth one last time before removing himself from your space entirely, standing at the end of the bed in all of his beautifully naked glory. He stretched, limbs long and strong. “I think this is going to work out beautifully.”

You were tired. So, so tired, and still a bit loopy. So his words didn’t quite register, and you didn’t notice when he left the room until he was back with a warm washcloth, gently wiping at your battered, puffy parts.

You didn’t notice—you must have dozed for a bit, because you didn’t notice—when he left and came back again, all fresh and clean and dressed in a suit. You groggily sat up on your elbows, blinking rapidly in confusion.

Where…where was he going? The two of you still had to discuss which preschool your kids were going to attend and who would cook dinner on Wednesdays and—

Seokjin felt your staring, pausing in the fixing of his cufflinks to turn and meet your bemused visage. “Ah, you’re up,” he acknowledged, gaze immediately returning to his task. “I have a 9:30 scheduled.”

“…what—”

“Please feel free to take your time. A car is waiting downstairs to take you home when you’re ready.”

His tone was so formal—everything about this was so formal. Exactly like it had been when you had first met him. Detached, like he was merely speaking to a client, or an acquaintance.

Which, you realized with a start, you were.

“Is this time okay?” he asked, finally sparing you another look. As handsome and impeccable as ever, while you knew you looked like you had been hooked up to and dragged by a bus through every stop. “If so, I can have Wendy mark it in the calendar.”

“I—” you pulled the sheets higher up your form, feeling more naked and unsure than you had all night. “Yeah, this time is fine.”

“Excellent.” He smoothed his hands over his blazer one last time and looked you straight in the eye. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” you replied softly, but it was to his retreating back as he left the room, the dinging of the elevator informing you he was leaving the apartment too.

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[rrxnjun]

hiii I'm sorry it took me sm time to reply i miss sending you these asks and talking to you 🤧 my hols have been going crazy with just tution class after tution class hh i did go on a 2 day trip last weekend tho and it was a nice break <3 (minus the part where we got drenched in the rain for like 2 hours straight. weather forecasts are scams.)

also screw uni for giving you a hard time :( just so you know I'm so proud of you for having the courage to move to a new place and to work on whatever you're studying right now despite not liking the city <33 manifesting sm fun moments and things to look forward to for you 🕯️🕯️ the weekends coming so hope that makes you feel better !!

help i had to Google up fire and air signs my astro knowledge = pinterest memes lol hfhfj all ik is I'm taurus. so after extensive research I've learnt that I have a thing for * drumroll * aquarians and capricorns (and the occasional Aries and cancer <33) hfjjf i had to search up all of my biases' zodiac info. i literally remember only hoshi's gfdhj He's not my bias (yet ??) but i find it funny before he's like, the Gemini of geminis 😭😭

YOO SEHUNS RAPS ALWAYS, LIKE ALWAYS, GET ME 'thats right my type' from his part in monster is stuck in my head rn. monster by exo <333

(OMG also you can drive ?? THATS COOL i wanna learn it so bad i can only drive a bike rn lolll bc you can only learn to drive cars from when you're 18 here)

HFJKDJFBJ i have a couple more exo memes (half of them are cursed hope no one checks the gallery in my phone) but for sm reason I'm not able to send pics or link things here Tumblr do be getting nastier by the day

the ncit coding thing was jungwoo the mechanical engineer and the others era LMAOO but that concept was 🥴 ngl college aus are a guilty pleasure for me and the shit they did just made my imagination go wild lol THE SPIDERMARK AGENDA THOOO DIDNT THINK HED ACTUALLY DO IT but again mark is the most likely to do smth like that

Do not talk to me about Lee donghyuck from that era. Just. Don't. He hot. HEWASINSANEFORTHATLIKETHECABLESTHINGWASFINEBUTTJFHRHKFCOLOURPALLETTEANDTHELOLLIPOPFUUUUUUHFHHF.

2 baddies is the catchiest song there exists the title makes me crack the fuck up its so funny DJFKLA i love it tho!!!!! havent checked out the whole album yet but designer's been on repeat its so good!!!! if you listened already, tell me your faves and ill make sure to get to it soon so we can talk abt it :pp

2 baddies 2baddies 1 porsche stil makes me giggle ngkf i haven't checked out the album yet hh (damn i have this and brand new by xiumin but i chose 28 reasons by goddess seulgi over both of them shhh) but i did listen to designer and hmmm <333

p.s. ily bar take care !! and stay safe 💕

its okay!!! we are both busy and mentally tired, send asks whenever you want to! i miss talking to you too tho and i wish life wasnt such a bitch to both of us lately 😡😡 im glad to hear u had fun on the trip!!!!! I got drenched last week as well bc my dumb ass forgot to bring an umbrella with me so im kind of sick ever since and its getting on my nerves 😭

thank you!! i am really fortunate that for the first time in my life, im interested in what im studying and im actually having fun in classes, so thats whats keeping me going tbh <3 also i think im slowly making new friends so i feel a bit better now :')

AHAHA VALID im only like a 30% astrology hoe i only know the very VERY basics. and omg youre a taurus!!!! my best friend is a taurus :) i seem to be getting a lot with tauruses AHAHA also aquariuses 😭 90% of the kpop scene is an aquarius so its very valid but i get it bc i am weak for them as well.

SEHUNS RAPS >>> also BRO my tiktok suddenly decided im in my exo-l era i keep getting exo tiktoks on my fyp and its so funny bc its so random but i also love it ???? 😭😭

i cant drive! 🥰 thats one of the main problems bc im supposed to have the driving exam in like 2 weeks and bro am i not doing well. i keep making stupid mistakes and im so scared im not gonna do it AHAHA here u can get your licence at 17! they let u drive with someone 18+ with at least 5(?) years of experience until you turn 18 and then u can drive on your own :) i actually waited longer to get my licence bc i was scared LMAO but its weird that at 19 i was the oldest in my course

SEND THOSE EXO MEMES ANY OTHER WAY PLEASE I AM IN NEED OF SOME FUNNY CONTENT. LITERALLY DM ME OR GET MY DISCORD I DO NOT CARE

college aus!! my weakness!! jungwoo and hyuck in sticker era 🥴🥴 but also 2 baddies jungwoo?? i lowkey think him and yuta are my 127 biases now if we exclude markhyuck bc im a devoted dreamzen LMAO

also THECABLESWERENTFINEISTILLTHINKABTITSOMETIMESANDIGETALITTLEFERALBUTALSOYESTHECOLORPALETTEFUCKIMSOCRAZYFORHIM

i did listen to the whole album but only in the bg as i was doing an assignment so i wasnt really paying 100% attention 😭😭😭 bUT designer has been on repeat its so good!!! other than that one i really enjoyed time lapse, gold dust and black clouds! Let me know which ones u like when u listen to it!!

I GOTTA LISTEN TO SEULGIS ALBUM AAAAAA i havent had the time to yet!!! but i did hear the title track on tiktok and the "i kiss your brother" is all i needed to hear to know that this will be lifechanging and i need to listen to it soon

I love you a lot! :) thank you for always finding time to come here and talk to me. take care and tell me all about how youve been next time!! hope you have a good week <3

[qnfarc]

Hello legend!! How're you? I hope you're finding time to relax the weekend and things aren't too hectic in your life rn. It's been busy at work this week and next 😵 but I have a couple of days booked off soon so it'll all even out. I know I have a lot of things to respond to and 201 things to say to you but before I get around to it I literally have to ask if you're watching MCC? I actually forgot it was happening until like two hours ago so I don't know what the plan is, I feel like if I don't watch it live I just might not watch it at all. Usually I would but Georges team isn't like hype material for me personally, like I'm not thrilled here like I was last time. I feel like it runs the risk of being a serious / competitive mcc 🤧 but let me know your thoughts!!

Hello sunshine! I'm doing somewhat fine, as good as you can when deadlines are coming for your throat lmao kinda feeling like that exams moments in Assassination Classroom if you watched it but we'll push through. Hope you get some time to relax and get some time to do things you enjoy to unwind! I don't know if that applies to you and cheers you up but summer is coming soon so hopefully we'll get to enjoy some free time... Also no worries at all, answer at your own pace, no pressure or anything, all good! Yeah, I am cause George content but I also tuned in not so long ago, don't know why I thought it was later but I had George twitch open. checked and what?? live for half an hour already?? missed most of the new game so can't say anything about that 😭 I got my snacks and mojito energy drink and just chilling right now. I feel you but it doesn't really feel that competitive at least for me and they are doing reasonably well but I feel you about the team, I hope they get a chance to win tho just so George can have it and well let's that always gives us a chance of longer stream and people joining and maybe we'll get Quackity call at the end? Fingers crossed for literally anything lmao hope sands of time delivers as usual at least

[jayflrt]

hi akka </3 how have you been? so long since i last talked to you. a week? waoh~ i wrote that shitty exam and i got a 21/75 (that's so bad but stupid at the same time because they gave those questions from the deleted portion T_T) and i got a lot of scolding from my parents and i totally regretted that day. again i have to attempt another admission test this sunday and i'm wishing to write well.

let's leave about this and let's talk now 🥺 i've missed u so much and thought of telling how sad i've felt that day but i was too busy to talk to you or either talk to my friends. i literally deleted snapchat and unsubscribed all my fav groups from youtube and everything, i left kpop and the things i love to do— singing and writing ����

but you know what, it's actually for my best and i think i might concentrate on them on this shitty 10th grade completed, but 10th grade is always and will be memorable.

so i have many things to tell about let's start with my board exam dates, so i said they'll start from 26th april, thought they start from that date, we have english on 27 april (according to the subjects we have in 10th). then we have math on 5 may, science on 10 may, social on 14 may, hindi on 18 may and IT (information technology) on 24 may, which is the last exam for every 10th grader in india 🥲

i think i'm definitely packed these two months and i will be meeting you once again in the month of may but don't worry, i will definitely talk to you to tell you about my days during my exams!!

the next one, let's talk about the friend i told you about—where he and i had 10 yrs of friendship. yup!! and he's my first love 🥲✊🏻 and i actually told him that i like him, but he rejected me 🥲 but i can't move one form him because he's my first love.

i'll tell you the sory of us— i and he joined the school in the same month, april 2012. if his (last three digits of) his enrollment number is 438, then mine's 439. and i still remember, i sat with him on my first day of school, he was this smol— 121 cm and now he's a tall giant- he's fucking 186 cm 😭😭😭😭 he grew and puberty hit him like a truck seriously, he's more handsome now!!

and we both have been in the same section for 10 years, but not in seventh, he was in F section and i was in D section. in first, second and third grade we were B section. in fourth, fifth and sixth we were in E section. in eighth, we were D. and nineth grade, last year, we were A section (but sadly, it was online) and now in tenth, we are in section A 🥲🥲

btw i forgot to tell you that i started going to school since 28feb and it will be two weeks, if i count it early.

i'm so lovesick and keep on falling in love with him daily. my friends say to move one, but how the fuck do you move on from your first love, like the person you know since ten years??? they don't know that, the bond we have. but he and i barely talk with each other but in eighth grade we talked a little and became just friends but i told him that i like him and he rejected me 🥲 it felt sad, but i still love him. it's hard to move on.

and we have a farewell next month— it's like a goodbye ceremony for 10th graders(?) (am i right?) so my friends are saying to tell him that i love him one again, and if he rejects me one more time, i will have to regret it the whole life. ahh~ this is so frustrating. i just want to feel how it's like being in love 🥺

you think he's gonna accept me or reject me even if i give myself a second chance, but there is always (or not) a second chance, right?

i cried yesterday, after 10th, it's done. everyone will be parted in their ways, and thinking about him, made me cry. i'll leave the school, leave him, might forget about him 😭 this is so much for me....

my friends say to move on and they said that we will have more drama at college and it's gonna be more fun than school, but they don't understand it from my pov that school life was the best and i can't forget about the moments we had together, he and i always stole each other's glances but idk whether it was just normally or platonically or romantically, but it made my heart runs an infinite miles per second 💔

he recently felt heart broken, because he broke up with his girlfriend in 5th grade and remember about that moment and cried, it seems. i heard it from my friend who goes in his school bus. ik how it feels, i know how he feels, he's the lonely one. people think he has friends, and is very happy. but he is literally the loneliest and the saddest person in the world. he makes me cry. he makes us and me laugh every day, when a friend of his was sad in eighth grade he said "laugh idiot or else you'll be crying always and no will care for you" 😭🥺🥺

he's so precious. i know i don't have a second chance and i think i am very innocent in terms of use and throw thingy, because he just uses and throws me for giving answers at the exam, i felt sad when he said you are useful for copying answers at the exam and that role fits you perfectly and another time i asked him "i'm only useful for copying in exams and i'm not your friend!!" and yes replied yes luaghing shamelessly. that made me really sad and angry at the same time but you know why i love him so much— it's because he can make me laugh all day and have a shoulder to cry on (he has broad shoulders)

do you think i should move on or just wait patiently as time makes its time when things settle down because deep down i have a feeling that he might love me but at the same time he might not love me. i'm in a dilemma now!! but i'm think i should wait and if it's very late. i might lose him and regret this whole life 😔 this is so sad.

i think i will never know how it feels to be loved. i just wanted to be loved by at least someone who i love. well the love from parents and friends and other people, love is given to me but when it comes to "that one" i want to be a special one in his life. this is really sad ✊🏻

okay, now let's just talk about the happy things. so our class teacher said we will have farewell after our third preboard completes (they are actually revision for boards which will happen in april, so i have pre board one going on currently, and i should be studying now but i thought of sending you this message, which is fucking long) which means in the time of april 20 to april 25, we don't know the date. i'm hoping that will be the most memorable day in my life.

so i think i'll go study and just wait for you to answer my ask, btw how was your week and how are your preparations for finals going akka <//3 i hope you do them good :)

love you lots akka, take care...

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hihi again 🦔 anon !!! good to see you again 🥰🥰 omg yes it’s been around a week or so, so i hope you’ve been well !! i think it’s been pretty slow for me HAHAH

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i went out with my friends for the weekend and then the rest of the week was preparing for finals 🤒 i still have so much to do but then i’ll be free for a week ! <3 and don’t let your score discourage you !! i’m sure you’ll do great the next time 🤩 study hard and you’ll be golden 💕 i’ve had my fair share of scoldings over school HAHAH but you’ll get through this dw >:)

awww noo i’m so sorry D: i’m always here if you wanna drop a message ever tho !! but do what’s best for you love 💗 you don’t have to cut off all your entertainment, it’s always healthy to take a break from your studies, but i hope everything goes well !! and omgg noo maybe you can pick up those hobbies again when you’re done with the exam? :((

oh my gosh those are so many exams back-to-back 🤧 i hope everything goes well ! sounds like may’s gonna be a busy month for you 😵‍💫 it’s gonna be packed for me too so good luck to the both of us !! and yesyes i’ll be waiting to hear how your exams go and crossing my fingers for good results 😎

FIRST LOVE 😳😳 okayyy y/n let’s go 🤩 omg guys seriously grow so fast between middle school and high school HAHHA my best friend was sooo tiny when we were in middle school, and then in high school he was suddenly a foot taller than me 🤧 AHH YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN IN THE SAME SECTION FOR SO LONG i hope you don’t lose the streak >:) do you know where he wants to go for college?? :o

i’m sure your feelings will go away on their own with time but i know it’s rlly hard to move on D; dw everything will work out 💕 plus 10 years is a long time so i don’t blame you for being whipped 🥲 are you guys still on good terms tho ?? :o i hope so !

also yes there’s always a second chance love !! i know sooo many ppl who have rejected their significant other the first time and ended up dating later on :’) maybe try getting to know him and growing closer first, and then see if you want to date him after that <3

and omg i feel you :((( i was so sad when i had to leave high school and watch everyone go their separate ways. i cried during graduation when it was the class above mine as well because i had so many upperclassman friends leaving 🤧 do you have a phone or email that you can use to keep in contact with him maybe ?? :o aww yes it’s hard to move on :(( i do promise that there is a lot more to experience once you’re in college tho !! you can still try to keep in contact with him and see how things go but keep in mind that you will have so much to experience and people to meet in the coming years :’)

okay i tend to be somewhat pessimistic when it comes to relationships (i like to think it’s more realistic??) but i think this is going to sound surprisingly optimistic coming from me HAHHA but i think a lot of people say that “kids are too young to know what love is” but tbh we experience very strong feelings and even if that’s not love, you still feel very connected to this person ♡ so if you feel like you want to learn more about him and be around him more, don’t be shy to tell him you want to stay in contact !! you can even tell him you like him if you feel brave 🥰 whatever the outcome is, just think “will i regret this in 10 years?” most of the time, the answer is no, so go for it !!! 🌷🌷 also i hope he said that as a joke love !! 🤧 but i understand why it can hurt because i remember this guy i liked used to tease me all the time, but since i liked him, i actually took personal offense to some of his comments 😭😭 later on tho he told me he was only teasing and didn’t intend to make me feel bad HAHAH but that’s very sweet that that guy friend of yours is there for you when you’re laughing or crying 🥺💖

🦔 anon, for the better or worse, i’m a very impulsive person and i really want to tell you to go for it :) i don’t want you to regret not telling him in the future, and you can save your relationship no matter the outcome of your confession !! at the very least, if he’s at least sincere about your friendship, he’ll still be good friends with you !! 💞 you can be like “i might still like you, and i don’t want to leave and stop talking to you, so would you be interested in taking it slow?” or imply that you don’t necessarily have to date right away but just want to be closer and get to know each other before dating !!

omg don’t think like that love !! honestly tho i’ve felt that way many times, that i wouldn’t find someone who loved me as much as i loved them :’)) but it happens unexpectedly and when you’re least expecting it, and we never see it coming, so i assure you that you will be with someone who cherishes you like you’re their world in the future 💖🌷

i’m very glad you sent me a message tho !! feel free to drop by whenever you’re taking a study break 🤧 btw i’m sorry if you had to see that whole mess and discourse on my blog — i wanted to reply when that had died down 😞💗 but all the best and i’ll be waiting for a response as well !! >:)) PLS UPDATE ME ON THE GUY i’m very hyped for this <33 also my finals prep is going…… 😀 it’s going ! HAHAH i really need to buckle down and get a lot done this weekend 🤧 i just had a virtual dinner with my friend who’s graduating this semester, so now i’m taking a little break before getting back to work !! i have a lot due at midnight so i’m gonna have to grind out a lot of work 😭 i thought i would get a fic out but i might have to push it to next weekend instead 😵‍💫 but ily too !! take care and have a great day/night 🥰💞

[kyunsies]

Hi mädch!!!! I’ve missed you so much but I’ve been so busy…. I’m also extremely busy this week (exam + 2 quizzes + paper + a presentation 😭) but I miss talking to you so here I am! It’s been so long, I honestly don’t know where to start, so this is going to be very long and disorganized! First of all, I hope you’re hanging in there! I know you have 2 exams this week that you’re stressing about a little bit, but I know that you’re going to do your best and get a good score! It also sounds like your clinical rotation is a little stressful, but I’m sure that you’re learning a lot!!

Last time we talked I told you about the hike that I went on with a club after getting no sleep. Well this weekend I’m going on a camping trip with the same club and I think it’s going to be really fun!

I went to goodwill this weekend with my mom (I went home because classes were cancelled on friday for homecoming) and I started getting stuff for my halloween costume (I’m going as a star wars character - Ahsoka) and I found a really cute dress that I can not only use for my costume but that I’m really excited to just wear for fun. I’m still deciding whether I want to go all out for my costume and use body paint and make a headdress and all that, but I’m excited either way!

A bunch of my friends are trying to make plans to go to Halloween Horror Nights at Universal next weekend and I really want to go, but it’s going to be pretty expensive. I’ve never been and I feel like I should be taking advantage of all these opportunities to spend time with my friends since I’m graduating early and won’t get to spend spring semester with them, but I always feel so guilty spending a lot of money like that…. We went out tonight and got tacos and cookies though, so that was nice!

I also really like lord of the flies, but I definitely agree with dkbtho’s recommendation for the little prince, that’s also my favorite book! (I’m literally wearing a little prince shirt rn skdndm) it’s simultaneously very dreamy and fantasy-like but also has some really interesting perspectives on how we view the world around us, ahhh I love it

ALSO I ALMOST FORGOT i skipped ahead and watched the midnight idol for jooheon’s bday and it was so sweet 😭😭 I love their relationship and also I loved the part in honey’s vlive where he watched the message from shownu, I literally sob everytime I see it… also the parts of midnight idol where poor kyun looked so freaked out and tired of the two extreme extroverts he was stuck with skxnsks I love them all so much!

Anyway I hope you have a really good rest of the week and that you take some time to relax between studying for exams and doing clinicals. Love you lots!!!

-💜💜💜

my love my life HELLO 💗💘💖💕💞💓 gosh i’ve missed talking with you too hun :( how have you been? i’m a bit late to this bc of clinicals and overall just being super exhausted from this week as well but we’re getting through it !!!!! thank you for wishing me luck on my exams angel 🥺 my first exam of the week honestly didn’t go that well :( it was kinda hard ….. but my second exam went well i got a 90% so i was pleased with that !!! omg it seems like you have a lot on your plate tho 😭 how have you been holding up hun? okay???

also !!!!!! are you on your camping trip still ? :o where did you guys go this time? sounds exciting as always !!! 🥰 also AHHH Halloween shopping 🥺 next weekend my friend is inviting me to go to her house for a family Halloween party and she wants us to be Dalmatians ….. which is cute lol but i kowkey don’t wanna go bc there will be lots of drinking (which i’m fine with) but i know she’s going to wanna get drunk and i’ll have just finished clinicals …., i’ll be so tired :/ idk what to do lol :( but omg also about the event at universal !!!! i also tend to feel guilty when dropping so much money but …. is it something you really wanna do? i think you should do it 🥺 just bc you haven’t experienced it yet and you’d probably have a really fun time !!! it’s your call ofc bub <3 let me know what you decide to do !!!

also YAY you like lord of the flies too !!!! :D gosh like books really have to be good to suck me in and i just remember this being so jarring and unlike anything i’ve ever read before :’) special place in my heart !!! i wish i read books for fun but i literally cannot …… there’s no time 😭 have you had time to read anything interesting lately hun? and omg PLEASE when joo came on midnight idol 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 dude i’m literally changkyun when it comes to karaoke jdjdjdjdjd i get so shy and embarrassed literally for no reason at all bc i know it’s fun but idk it just makes me ;______; you know?? KNDJDJD but it was so cute nonetheless 💖 our sweet boys :(

anyways angel again i’m so sorry this is a bit late !!! but i hope you’ve been able to enjoy the weekend too 💓💘💖💕💗💞 i’ve missed talking with you SO much :( pls take care tomorrow love !!!!