#i guess it just. makes me nervous of what others think. being affectionate to your friends with hugs and i love yous.

[c00kietin]

I am going to CRY. of JOY/hj

[moonstruckme]

Hi! I would love to see Steve being really affectionate with shy reader? Maybe at the beginning of their relationship when everything is really „big” for reader? Only if it’s something that you like. Lots of love and thank you! 🩷

Thanks for requesting!

Steve Harrington x shy!reader ♡ 745 words

Selfishly, Steve has an easier time being brave when you’re so clearly the nervous one. 

“So this guy, he wasn’t being a dick or anything,” he says, fingers loosely intertwined with yours as you walk down to the 7-Eleven, “but he just wouldn’t leave Rob alone. Couldn’t take a hint, you know?” 

You hum. Your hand starts to slip in his, and you tighten your fingers almost imperceptibly. Steve adjusts, taking your hand more securely in his so it doesn’t happen again. A bit of pink tinges your cheeks that he doubts has much to do with the warm weather. 

Steve doesn’t mean to fluster you, but if he waited on you to make the first move there’d be no moving at all. That said, he doesn’t mind flustering you either. You get this sweet, startled look on your face and sometimes you try to hide behind your hair so that he gets to move it away. He sweeps his thumb over the back of your hand to soothe you, and you press your lips together like he’s done something far more brash. 

“What did she do?” you ask.

“She told him we were dating.” 

“What?” You laugh, the sound starting up a pleasant buzzing in Steve’s chest. “But she tells everyone else you’re ‘platonic with a capital P’.” 

“Exactly!” He shakes his head, grinning at you. You smile back for half a second before your gaze drops to his chest. “He’s gonna find out as soon as he brings it up to literally anyone, and then she’s gonna have to cover her ass all over again. I don’t know why she does this to herself.” 

“Maybe she’s panicking,” you muse. “Just, like, saying the first thing she can think of.” 

Steve guesses you’d know something about that. The first time he’d tried to ask you out, he’d suggested going to the drive-in and you’d blurted that you didn’t watch movies. 

“Maybe,” he says, unable to mask the amusement in his tone (and not trying very hard, if he’s being honest). 

You look at him curiously, then shy at whatever you see in his expression. “Oh, I forgot.” You duck away under the guise of digging through your bag. “I got this off my neighbor’s tree today.” 

You hold a peach out to him, and Steve thinks he’s going to melt on the spot. His heart feels all heavy and made of mush. “No way.” His voice is soft, reverent. “You stole from your neighbor for me?” 

He takes the peach from you, and you immediately turn from his gaze, pretending to adjust your bag over your shoulder. Steve knows you didn’t really forget to tell him earlier; you just hadn’t wanted this display in front of your roommates. It’s cool. He’s fine with adoring you in private. 

“I didn’t steal it.” The smile is evident in your voice, and Steve waits until you turn back to shoot you the best one he’s got in return. The pink spreads to your ears. “I asked. They always say they have too many to eat by themselves.” 

“Still.” He thinks about mushing a kiss into your temple, but even Steve’s not feeling bold enough for that yet. He settles for wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “It’s sweet, thanks.” 

“It was no problem,” you murmur, tilting your head so your hair curtains your face. 

Steve is gleeful at this development. He reaches forward with his other hand to brush it out of the way, hooking what he can behind your ear. Your eyes flit to him bashfully. He knows he’s smiling like an idiot, but he can’t help it. It’s just the way his face likes to be around you. 

“Well, I appreciate it,” he says, then decides to put you out of your misery. “So, what kind of slushee are you gonna get?” 

“Mm, dunno,” you reply softly. “You?” 

“Blue raspberry every time.” He nods certainly. “Never wavered since I was a kid.” 

“I don’t think I’ve tried that one,” you say. “I usually get a coke and cherry mix.” 

“You can try mine,” Steve offers. 

“You don’t mind if I sip from your straw?” 

“I mean, I was thinking you could just kiss me to taste it,” he says. And fine, now he might be stirring the pot a little bit. It’s worth it when you put your face in your hands. Steve squeezes you tighter against his side, affectionate. “But that works too, yeah.” 

[suempu]

hullo,, i love your kabru fics sm! i was wondering if you could write kabru with a s/o who is pretty shy with initiating affection and stuff. like they get nervous about it and shy when being affectionate, but they still crave touch and attention.

thank you sm!!

established relationship + sfw

masterlist <3

kabru would be the best character for someone with a personality like that imo

he can read you like a book and guess what you’re feeling based on your expression. he’s right with his intuition 80% of the time, especially if you’ve been together for a while.

the first time he’s ever observed your need for touch was on a random night out in town. he was walking you home after finishing up a tavern meal with the party when he couldn’t help but take note of your twitching fingers.

kabru feigned non the wiser, but the cute determined pout on your face was doing so much damage to his heart. he noticed that your pinky would inch closer and closer to his hand before retreating begrudgingly, eventually making you release a sigh. taking a hint of what you wanted, he decided to make the first move.

“can i hold your hand?” kabru smiles, watching in amusement as you stammer out a small “y—yeah…”

its been getting easier for him to figure out when you wanted to touch him as time goes on. there are telltale signs and gestures you make whenever you’re in need; like playing with your fingers, unconsciously reaching out for a hug, or just mindlessly staring at the back of his head in longing.

needless to say, he can sense it. doesn’t matter if he’s busy talking to other people or not, he can feel your desperation from your body language alone before deciding to intertwine your fingers together or pull you close by the shoulders.

and the way you preen and basically glow whenever he touches you makes him smile, although he does wonder why you just won’t ask him or initiate it first. even though you’re shy, he figured that you’d be comfortable enough with asking him, its not like you’ve just started dating, but he’s patient with you anyways.

“are you scared of me?” kabru tilts his head, a playful smile on his face.

you shot up to look at him, “what? no-!”

“then why won’t you touch me? my arms are pretty lonely without you in them.”

he can see your brain rolling around in your head as you gape at him, speechless. he almost feels bad for teasing you. almost.

kabru places his palms on your cheeks, squishing them together as he snickers. “you can just touch me, y’know?”

“w-whaff?” trying to speak through pouty lips.

sighing before he nuzzles his nose into yours with a knowing smile. “i’m just saying, you don’t have to be so nervous about touching me.”

after that, he deprives you of hand holding, hugs, and kisses, wanting to see you try and initiate things.

it kind of works.

you’ve taken to tugging on his shirt whenever you wanted to hold him or whispering in his ear that you’d like to be cuddled. its a small step, but he thinks its absolutely adorable.

[eightmakesonebraincell]

So recently two of my close friends got together, and the guy had to ask me what to talk to her about cause he was so nervous and worried about being awkward and she’s really shy as well!!!!

I was wondering if you have any headcanons about experiencing a friends turned lovers relationship with Sannie? I recently found your blog and you’re such a good writer! 🫶🏻

omg that sounds STANKIN CUTE i'm so happy for your friends 🥹🫶 and i'm sorry this answer is so late bc i've been drowning in work but !!

you and bestie!san are pretty much always within two feet of each other. if you're not studying together or bothering the other during their work shift, then you're hanging out at one of your houses because you're both homebodies. and because you're both naturally affectionate people, you'll often find yourselves sharing the same blanket, legs and arms tangled as you watch a shitty movie and eat equally as shitty snacks.

at first, it's just one person who asks whether you two are dating. and you two laugh it off and say of course not, we're just friends. but then one turns into two, and two turns into four, and even your mutual friends are starting to ask when you two are going to make it official. it sort of stumps you, because what makes your friendship with san look different to everyone else? what about it is romantic?

but then you think you start to realise what they mean. you start to see how san will search for your eyes amongst everyone elses when he's cracked a joke, and his expression will brighten when he sees that you're laughing too. you start to hear how san's raspy voice automatically softens whenever he is talking to you, sweetened just for your ears. you start to feel how his fingertips slowly dance over your skin when you're pressed to his chest, like he is mapping out the wonders of a treasure.

suddenly, the love songs are all about him. 

san's used to having people ask why you two aren't dating. but he's never had the question come from you. the credits of the movie are rolling and you are warm and snug against him on his couch when you drop the sudden question. san has always thought about what his answer would be, but he's never been able to come up with one that he likes. apart from, "i guess...because i've never asked."

because for san, the love songs have always been about you.

[thrashkink-coven]

(should this post be NSFW?? Idk. Tread with caution I guess)

Got to talking to Lucifer about god spousal and astral sex, his thoughts on it, its function. Early this morning, maybe 5-6am I went into a trance. We were sitting on sand, in what kind of looked like a temple, but also some kind of pool. There were swans in the pool. It was dark. Lucifer was braiding my hair, he's never done that before.

And Lucifer, straight to the point as always, asked me directly if I wanted to marry him.

Lol, I don't think so. At least not right now. I think I need to marry my boyfriend before I can even think about marrying my Patron. I get everything I need out of the relationship we have right now. and for some reason my brain finds it kind of strange for us. I don't know if I would ever want to.

Then I asked him what the benefits are to him as the God anyways.

"It's different for everyone, there are bounds that you and I have crossed that others reserve for marriage. If you and I were to be wed it'd be because you wanted it."

I told him that I assumed that all of this, (in reference to our affectionate relationship in general) was mostly because I wanted it."

And he kind of disagreed, which surprised me.

"It's not all you. Remember when Hermes rejected you?"

Yes, desire is needed on both ends I suppose. To which I promptly asked, so why do you...? why with me?

"Do you think a God can experience pleasure?"

I guess I don't really know. Do gods have types, preferences in humans, either aesthetic or even sexual? Beyond intellectually or spiritually, I guess I wouldn't really think so. You don't have a body or the organs that produce sex hormones, you don't have a nervous system. So I don't know what intimacy does to you.

He laughed at me. "Do you not experience these things when you are outside of your body?"

Ironic because this conversation took place in an astral trance. My body is laying in bed, yet I can feel the sand and smell the water. I can feel Lucifer braiding my hair.

Yes but, only through the scope of my understanding, my senses. Right? I cannot gain senses beyond what I am equipped with while in the trance. I feel you, see you, only because I have had a body to feel and see with. You communicate with me through my senses.

"Bravo, my boy. Consider though, that you were born without understanding. These senses you have that I manipulate, you forget, are only energy. Complex energy simulated from your understanding, the feedback from your body, yes, but still, in the end, just a complex wave. A good vibration. It is the only thing your psyche truly understands. The universal language, the vehicle of information. Now comes the debate of the ages, do Gods have psyches? Are archetypes created or discovered? If you want to know the benefit for me, I'd ask you why you want to be loved. Your lover is offering you a complex sequence of energy when he loves you, and you offer it back. I suppose in the end it is all just exchanges, but I like to believe the first part in loving is sharing. He likes what you give to him, I like what you give to me, that's the basic fundamental."

I guess that makes sense.

He tugged my hair. "Now ask me what you really want to know."

???? I did.

And then he starts smiling. "Humans like to be desired, lusted after."

I don't know how to even put into words how it feels to know that a deity is reading your mind. I doesn't matter so I didn't think I should ask.

"You wanna know what my type is? You want to know if I find you attractive? I'll tell you this. You know that I am not a human, I am not sexually attracted to you in the way your reproductive system simulates. But your body, as you know and have learned, is, truly, one of the most hated bodies on Earth. It is a body that fundamentally goes against every doctrine, a body that has historically been systematically controlled and oppressed. One that carries generations of scars and curses, and you've experienced it. Being outcasted, black sheeped and discriminated against for this body. For the space it occupies, for the energy it exudes. And you have somehow still survived, by pure will of pride and determination. And you have made and will continue to make this body into your finest work of art. That turns me on. When you love it, you honor me. When I have the opportunity to indulge it, I revel in it. Every smile on your cheeks is rebellion, every orgasm, every day you grow older, satisfies me. I get off on your freedom."

wow...ok. cool answer ....

[unclewaynemunson]

Wingman Wayne AU pt4 is here! | AO3 link

Eddie comes back home from his not-a-date with Steve much later than planned; the two of them ended up spending the whole afternoon at the cafe together, sharing stories, getting to know each other, laughing at weird passersby... Eddie hadn't even noticed how much time had passed until it was already getting dark outside.

Wayne is about ready to head out for his night shift when Eddie gets to the trailer, and shoots him a way too smug look.

'So your date went well, huh?'

Eddie makes a face at him. ‘Don’t jump to conclusions too quickly, old man,’ he says. ‘In all honesty, I do have to admit that Steve’s actually a good guy - but that’s the only credit you’ll be gettin’ here. We merely had a fun time bonding over some queer stuff. I can assure you that there was completely no attraction whatsoever.’

Wayne's face drops. 'That's too bad, Ed.'

'No, it's not,' Eddie replies. 'I'm perfectly happy being single, you do know that, right?'

'Yeah, of course.' But it doesn't quite sound like he means it.

'Seriously, don't worry about me. I'm fine,’ Eddie says. He gives Wayne an affectionate pat on his near-bald head. ‘And you should go to work now, before they fire you for being a sentimental old man.'

As soon as Wayne’s truck drives off, Eddie finds himself at the phone, the gross note with Steve's number on it clenched in his hand again.

'Hey, um, just wanted to let you know that uncle was very disappointed there was no spark between us,' Eddie reports when Steve picks up the phone.

'Well, let's hope he finally learned his lesson not to mingle in your love life, then,' Steve answers with a light chuckle.

'He's the worst,' Eddie says, but then immediately feels bad about it, so he adds, 'He actually means well. I think he worries. Not that he needs to, I decided I'm better off single anyway.'

'Really?' Steve sounds surprised.

'Yeah, I guess I'm not exactly a relationship type of guy, you know.'

'You've never been in a relationship?' There's no judgment behind the question, only curiosity.

'Uhh...' Eddie hesitates. But Steve's queer too, he'd understand, right?

'I don't know,' he settles on saying. 'I mean, I've been someone's dirty secret a couple times. Turns out that my definition of a relationship doesn't always align with that of closeted Chads. So that’s why I decided I'm better off alone.'

There's a silence at the other end of the line, and Eddie wonders if he overshared again. He knows he shouldn't do that, but sometimes he just can't help himself. He had been so excited about having met a fellow queer guy, someone who'd understand him... Maybe he misjudged Steve after all.

'You do know there are options out there that aren't closeted Chads, right?' Steve finally says. It sounds genuinely empathetic, putting a halt to Eddie's spiraling thoughts and reminding him that he doesn't need to worry, that Steve's a good guy, that he indeed understands.

Eddie laughs. 'Sorry, Stevie, you're still not my type.'

'I'm not – that's wasn't – I didn't mean it like that,' Steve splutters at the other end of the line. 'I just meant, you know, it’s not completely impossible that there could be someone out there for you. Someone who won't treat you like some dirty secret, who will love you as much as you deserve, you know?'

Eddie feels his cheeks heat up at those words. He clears his throat, suddenly feeling nervous but not exactly knowing why. 'You're starting to sound like my uncle,' he tries to joke.

Steve chuckles. 'Maybe your uncle is wiser than you give him credit for.'

'Are you calling yourself wise, Steve?'

'No, I'm calling your uncle wise. You should probably listen to him more.'

'If I listened to him more, we'd be going on another date tomorrow and get married this summer. Is that what you want, Stevie?'

'Well, the getting married this summer sounds a bit rushed,' Steve says, 'but I wouldn't mind seeing you again.'

Eddie's heart drops to his stomach. 'Steve...' he starts, all the jokey undertones having disappeared from his voice. 'I told you that it's not like that, for me.' He thought he had been more than clear about that right from the start, in fact.

'No! Oh, God, no, I didn't mean it like that,' Steve immediately says. 'I just meant, like, if you ever wanna hang out or something... As friends, you know. It's um – it'd be nice to have a – another queer friend.'

Eddie releases a relieved breath. 'Okay, got it,' he says. 'Good. Perfect. Yeah, we should definitely hang out another time. As friends.'

Pt5

Jesus H Christ I’m honestly blown away by the response to this silly au, it means so much to me <333 I’m reading all your lovely comments and hilarious tags with the biggest smile on my face, makes me sooo happy!!

(Update: apparently there was something wrong with the taglist but I think I fixed it, sorry!! Please lemme know if the tags are still not coming through)

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[truetogaia]

Exchanging cultures

Pairing: Na’vi!Jake x Na’vi!Reader

Just pure fluff, currently suffering from jake sully brain rot and i haven’t written anything for him before so i gotta practice for “Those chatoyant eyes” :)

navigation <- if you want to check out other works <3

Reblogs and support is greatly appreciated <3

The sun had set several hours earlier. You were curled up in the muscular, husky arms of your lover, neatly tucked away in his loving embrace. The low purr of the boy behind you sang in your ear, the quell and gentle noises of the forest lulling the two of you into a state of pure bliss. 

Jake stretched, disturbing your peace for an instant before sliding his arms around and under your tender being, nuzzling into the crook of your hickey covered neck. He reached his hand to briefly caress the softness of your skin, barely cupping your face, afraid he would somehow damage the silky features. 

You looked over at him, his gaze fixed on your expression, a look of pure adoration adorning his eyes. You smiled at him, feeling lovestruck and mushy in the warmth of the hug. The skin of his eyes stretched as he offered an innocent, beaming smile back, relishing in the tender moment. 

“You remind me of a sun lily,” your voice was soft as clouds in his ears, he raised his eyebrows, “one of those really pretty ones. The ones which are always sought for and preferred. It is my favorite flower.” You looked away, a bit embarrassed about being so openly affectionate. “I like how they glow constantly. They never stop glowing. They are persistent, but in a good way.” You turned to him again, wanting to see his face. “Just like you.” 

Jake had never been compared to a flower before, he thought that was something of the past, the human past. He pondered for a while, humming. Nevertheless, he couldn’t help the ticklish feeling in his tummy, the eager fluttering of his heart. 

“I thought that was a human thing.” He looked deep into your curious eyes. “Is that a normal compliment for na’vi to give each other?” 

You smiled nervously, the embarrassment of being caught sinking into you. “Mm, well, no.” You paused, contemplating whether or not to reveal your secret to him. “I was actually visiting Norm after one of my routine scoutings, and came across a bunch of “papers”, that what Norm called them,” Jake found your  confused expression cute, his heart lurching, “ And the papers described old compliments given to each other by skypeople.” You began nipping at your lip and fiddling with your hands. “I just thought you’d be happily surprised.. or.. Something..” 

You trailed off when you noticed Jake’s expression, it was unreadable. You began worrying that you had accidentally done something wrong, or somehow offending him. You had no idea what sky people were like, or what their culture looked like. Sweat began to announce itself on your forehead as Jake stayed quiet. He was silent for a long time, an uncomfortably long time. 

“Y/N, that's something people say when they share feelings of love for each other.”

“What does that mean?”

“What, love?” You nodded your head, ears attentively turned in his direction. “Love is.. God, how do you translate it? It’s similar to the feeling behind the na’vi, “Oel ngati kameie”. A feeling of adoration and.. devotion, of sorts.” 

The gears turned in your head, trying to make sense of what the blue boy said. Feeling of adoration and devotion?

“Does being very comfortable with them count? As in, the kind of comfortable you can only be with a mate?” You wondered, the curiosity in your voice heavily influencing the pitch.

Jake scratched his neck, a nervous smile lacing his features. “I mean I.. guess so? Yea, yea i’d say it does.”

“Oh well then I guess I.. How do they say it? I love you, I think.” Your accent was prominent in your pronunciation of the foreign language, but the message was clear. 

Jake halted his movements, you loved him? You actually loved him? Like the real deal? No, you couldn’t, you didn’t fully understand the meaning of it. But that was the thing, you did.

He carefully moved towards your figure, sat on the end of a mat, and gently cupped your face. His hands carefully ghosted the skin of your cheeks and jaw, not fully making contact. 

“You love me?” His voice wavered.

“Yes,” you put your hands over his, crumbling his doubts with a touch.

He gently leaned his forehead on yours, closing his eyes. You did the same, savoring the skin on skin contact.  “I love you too, Oel ngati kameie”

(btw, this is a really crappy pic, but this is a sun lily! <;3)

[ecargmura]

Twilight Out Of Focus Episode 10 Review - The Evening Monologues

Remember how Shion declared that he’d fix Rei back in Episode 8? Congratulations, Shion, you fixed him! Well, he’s not completely fixed, but is in the process of being so. Anyways, it was nice seeing Rei’s perspective on his relationship with Shion and how his earlier actions were due to the inability to grasp change, but meeting Shion changed all that. I always liked that unlike the previous two couples, this one doesn’t follow the usual formula. Rei and Shion are not roommates and Rei does feel more “seme-like” compared to Hisashi and Jin who don’t feel as seme-like.

Rei is someone who dislikes change. That’s why he never puts effort into his past relationships. He is struggling to find a path in his life. However, Shion came and showed him that change isn’t scary and that anything is possible. That’s what caused him to develop feelings for him. To be honest, Rei’s inability to find a path for his future does feel relatable. I know a lot of people who still have no idea what they want to do. Rei is someone who likes being comfortable in his own space and rarely lets others in. I think describing Shion as a glitch or a bug fits him perfectly because Shion did come into his life unexpectedly and caused an issue in his system. Because of him, Rei is doing things he normally never does like chasing after Shion and even professing his feelings for him; he even feels jealous of other men around Shion too, a first from him. Heck, he even vacuumed his room just so he can have a good first time with Shion. You know an introvert who is holed up in his room all the time is making effort when he actually vacuums for the first time…wait, that’s not just a me thing? What I liked the most is that Rei’s hat flies off when he confesses to Shion, making him more honest about his feelings.

Anyways, his conversation with Jin was nice to see. During the Slow Motion era, Rei was the one who essentially gave advice to Giichi about Jin. I feel like the tables have turned since as Jin is the one giving advice to Rei. I can tell how close they are from their scene. Both Jin and Rei have changed when it comes to love, so it’s interesting to see how both react and process it. I love how Rei reacted to seeing Jin and Giichi kissing and how Jin reacted when Rei was right behind him.

I do like that Shion is looking for a relationship where he and Rei are equal in a sense. While he’s happy that Rei wants to go out with him seriously, he’s still nervous about how long it’ll last. He gives Rei his diary, which turns out to be a poetry journal. Oh ho, Mao has some competition in terms of being the poet in the film club. He lent it to Rei in hopes that the older boy can learn more about him and tell him about his worries and such. Fortunately, Rei knows the ups and downs of Shion. Man, it’s nice to see Rei be an affectionate boyfriend in his own way. 

I guess my only gripe is that they removed a lot of small details from the manga, but I’ll get to that when I review the manga. Other than that, it’s well-executed and has good pacing.

Anyways, what I like about this pair and for the other two pairs is that they’re written in a way that you do feel like they’ll last forever. Even if there are ups and downs along the way, they all have good communication with each other, so I’m sure things will work out for all of them. It seems that next week is a mix of all three couples, so I can’t wait to see how that’ll play out. What are your thoughts on this episode and the Evening Monologues pair as a whole?

[mountttmase]

A Mountain To Climb - Part Seven

Note - welcome to your weekly sugar fix, I feel like this chapter is rather sweet if I do say so myself 😂 also the next two chapters you will love I promise, we’re almost there guys 😂 thank you so much for all your lovely comments and please let me know what you think of this one 💙

Pairing - Mason Mount x Reader

Word count - 2.6k

Warnings - series will contain fluff, smut & angst

Masterlist

You knew you wanted to text Mason but you didn’t want to seem to eager. It was only Monday and he said it would be nice to hang out this week but you thought texting him this soon might of been a bit too much.

You couldn’t concentrate at work though, typing out a few messages and deleting them before finally just biting the bullet and texting him.

Excitement rippled through you at the thought of seeing him again, it had seemed like forever since you’d like spent some proper time together and the thought of it being just the two hanging out made you happy but also extremely nervous.

You spent that evening fretting about what your excuse could be as to why you wanted to see him in the first place but after thinking over what you’d spoken about with Freya over the weekend, an idea popped into your head that you couldn’t get out.

You were filled with nerves sat on the way home from work the next day and the smell coming from the bag on your lap wasn’t doing much to help. He offered to pick you up from the station and you popped your things on the back seat before climbing in next to him where he greated you with a wide smile.

‘Here she is, it’s been a while huh?’ He laughed, starting the car and backing out of the space.

‘More than a while’ you commented, smiling back at him when he sent you a wink. ‘I’d almost forgotten what your face looks like in 3D’

‘Very funny, I’m worth the wait though right?’

‘I’ll let you know later’ you winked and he shook his head with a smile before concentrating on the road.

The drive to his house was quick and you walked into the smell of something cooking. Mason quickly ran off to check it was all fine and you met him in the kitchen a few moments later where he was just shutting the oven back up.

‘You’re cooking?’ You questioned with an eyebrow raised.

‘I can cook’ he told you defensively and you smiled at him before he walked over to you with his arms out wide. ‘Come here, I’ve missed you’ he moaned as he wrapped you up in his arms. He smelt like soap and mint but mostly Mason and you nuzzled further into his neck as he swayed you both from side to side lightly.

You wrapped your arms around his back and stroked up and down lightly which caused him to hold you even tighter and you looked up at him with a smile. ‘Missed you, too’ you whispered before he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead causing your whole body to breakout in goosebumps.

‘Sorry, was that too much?’ He whispered and you shook you head as you pulled back a bit. Mason always respected your boundaries, respected them too much sometimes but after you’d initiated that first hug after he gifted you the cookies you could tell it was hard for him to not be as affectionate with you as he was with other people so you figured it was only fair to let him push it a little bit further sometimes plus you actually quite enjoyed it and you’d missed his touch over the past weeks. ‘I guess I need to hurry up and get you that Chelsea shirt now you’re coming to games’ he winked as he let go of you and gestured for you to sit at the kitchen island. ‘I’m still so shocked you were there’

‘I am too’ you laughed and he looked over at you with a shy smile.

You sat and watched him cook, chatting about how your days had gone and he was impressing you with how comfortable he seemed in the kitchen. Every time he reached for something in the cupboard his shirt would rise up and you’d catch a glimpse of his tummy, making your heart thud and it got to the point where you thought he might be doing it on purpose as his skin was continually on show. He told you it was almost ready but to stay where you were as he disappeared around a corner. He kept coming back every few minutes to get something new before asking for your hand so he could take you to where he’d been.

You were confused as his dining table was in the opposite direction but he pulled you in front of him and told you to close your eyes as he led you round a corner. You didn’t know what was round here and assumed it was just an extension of the kitchen but when he said you could open your eyes, your breath got caught in your throat.

He’d set up a cute little table with a fancy table cloth and and candles and a few roses in some bottles in a secret little unused part of his kitchen. You gasped as you turned to him, a shy smile on his face.

‘Mason? What the hell is all this?’ You whispered as he pulled out a chair for you.

‘Well, my tables a bit big for two people so I thought this would be a bit nicer. Is it too much? We can sit out there if you want I just thought this was a bit more intimate I guess’

‘No it’s lovely, honestly. I didn’t even know the room went round here. Is this where you take all the ladies’ you winked at him as he set your plate down and took up the seat next to you.

‘Ladies? Not quite, but me and Chilly eat here all the time. You think this set up is for for you? Nah he absolutely loves red roses’ he winked and you let out a loud laugh at his silliness, loving how much effort he’d put in but still wanted to brush it off like it was nothing.

You were surprised at how good his cooking was when you took your first bite and you looked up to find him eagerly awaiting your response. Your mouth was too full though so you just nodded at him before he smiled brightly at you and dug in himself.

‘Speaking of ladies, what’s the current situation?’ You asked and he seemed surprised at your question.

‘What do you mean?’

‘Are you seeing anyone?’

You had no idea why you were asking, the thought of Mason with someone else made you want to die inside but the intimacy of this little date thing you had going on left you on edge. Thinking maybe if you mentioned other women it would remind Mason you said you two were just friends and nothing more even if your resolve had clearly been slipping away.

‘No, don’t exactly have the time right now’ he told you, trying to brush it off but now you were on the subject you wanted to know more about his romantic history.

‘When was your last relationship?’

‘Like two years ago?’

‘We’re you together long?’

‘I guess so. But we were young and once we’d grown up we realised it wasn’t meant to be’ he told you and you nodded at him with a smile. ‘Are you done interrogating me now?’ He laughed and you felt your face flush. You hadn’t meant to you were just curious but the look he was giving you you knew he was only teasing. ‘What about you anyway? I definitely know you’re not seeing anyone’ he winked with a laugh and you felt yourself go cold as you knew what was coming next. ’When was your last relationship?’

There was the dreaded question, the one you avoided with everyone and the one only you and Freya knew the answer to. You body language must of changed immediately and you felt his hand rest on your knee under the table.

‘It’s alright. Like I said before, you don’t have to tell me anything’ he told you gently and you felt your eyes prick at his words.

‘Sorry, it’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just hard, you know? It wasn’t great and I want to tell you- I will tell you one day I promise, it’ll probably explain a lot but I can’t right now. I’ve held it in for too long to even know where to start’ you told him and he gave you a sympathetic smile to let you know it was okay.

‘It’s fine’ he smiled, grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss to your knuckles. You melted at his gesture and the urge to close the small gap and kiss him was overwhelming. More overwhelming than it ever had been but you knew it wasn’t right so you shook the thoughts from your brain and gave him a soft smile before you both carried on eating. Mason thankfully changed the subject and you both moved on from the tense atmosphere as Mason told you stories that made you laugh until you had tears in your eyes for a whole different reason.

When you were both finished, he cleared the table and you helped carry everything back into the kitchen so he could clean it, making sure to blow out the candles before joining him.

‘So what did you want to drop over?’ He questioned as he placed the last plate in the dishwasher. You cheeks suddenly flushed as you remembered why you were there and you let out a nervous cough before grabbing the paper bag you’d brought with you to the kitchen and placing it down in front of him on the island.

You wanted to run, to grab your things and flea the scene as to not cause yourself any embarrassment. The only outcomes of this situation in your mind was a disaster, thinking he would laugh at you or think you’re weird but you willed yourself to be uncomfortable in the moment. Mason hadn’t let you down once and you trusted him not to now.

‘Open it then’ you laughed and he sent you a curious smile before peering in the bag before furrowing his eyebrows and digging in to grab out the box inside. You could feel your heart pounding in your ears as he opened it and his eyes met yours in confusion but you could tell he was happy so you dropped your gaze to the counter.

‘Cookies?’ He laughed as he picked one up and you gulped down nervously before nodding .

‘Yeah, you bought me some so I thought I’d make you some’

‘You made these?’

‘Yeah. And I know you’re on a bit of a strict diet so I found a healthy recipe but that doesn’t mean you get to eat them all in one go’ you laughed, finally looking up and he was gazing back at you in a way that he never had before. If heart eyes was a real emotion then a snapshot of Mason in this moment would be the reference. You felt hot and your skin prickled with nerves as he smiled at you, seeming loosing your breath under his stare. ‘What?’ You laughed and he shook his head at you in disbelief.

‘Thank you. Honestly this means a lot to me’

‘It’s just some cookies’ you winked, replaying his words from the night he gave you yours and he laughed shyly at the memory.

‘I know’ he breathed before pulling you into a hug. You were both silent, just holding each other as he rested his cheek on you head. You weren’t sure how long you were stood there for but the longer you were, the more you felt yourself well up. You hasn’t been held like this in such a long time, hadn’t felt this safe since you could remember and it was so overwhelming to feel your walls slowly slip around you as he held you together. You tried to sniff your tears away as discreetly as possible but he caught on, pulling back and holding you by your cheeks so you’d look at him. ‘Hey, what’s wrong?’

‘Nothing’ you laughed as he wiped a few stray tears away.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yeah I just… thank you’ you whimpered, letting your emotions get the better of you as his big brown eyes looked into yours

‘What for?’ He asked confused and you nestled back into his chest, not having the guts to look at him right now. He wrapped his arms around you gently and you’d never felt so safe with anyone. His touch giving you the courage to speak your mind.

‘I never thought it was possible to have someone like you in my life. I’m really glad we’re friends’ you told him through small sobs.

‘Please don’t cry, love’ he told you, the pet name slipping make you nestle further into him and he held you even tighter.

‘They’re happy tears’ you laughed

‘Come on’ he whispered, guiding you to sit on the sofa, draping you legs over his as he pulled you into him as close as he could. ‘You can talk me to me you know. About anything at all’

‘I know. And you can talk to me too’

‘Yeah?’ He laughed and you nodded whilst wiping your eyes. ‘Not sure you can handle all my problems if you’re gonna snot all over me’

‘Masonnn’ you scolded trying to make him feel bad but you couldn’t help but laugh. He always knew what to say to make you smile and you rested yourself back into him so he could hold you. You stayed like that for a little while, sat in silence as you found solace in each others warmth.

‘I didn’t get any dessert, but maybe we can have a cookie?’ He asked, and you nodded before jumping up off his lap.

‘Stay there I’ll get them’ you offered and popped two on a plate before sticking them in the microwave to warm up a bit. He smiled at you brightly when you returned and you slotted yourself in besides him, offering him the plate so he could take one as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

‘Fuck me, these are good. Are you sure you made them?’

‘Yes, Mason. Don’t doubt my abilities’ you laughed and he squeezed your shoulder in response.

‘We should host a dinner party, I’ll cook and you can make dessert? That sound fair? I think we’d smash it’

‘As long as Ben does the washing up then I think that could work’ you laughed as he rested his head on top of yours.

For the first time in a long time, you didn’t want to push him off or run away. You were comfortable in his embrace and his company, and seeing the relaxed happy expression on his features because of you made you feel all warm inside. You knew you couldn’t give him all of you, but seeing him happy because of you settled you more than you ever thought it could.

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[hesawifebeaterdanusethegun]

Being With Herr König Part 5:

Part 4

König was quiet as he drove, but the silence between you wasn't uncomfortable. Every so often he'd reach over and squeeze your hand, smiling reassuringly. He was absolutely overjoyed that the woman he'd found himself absolutely crazy about was still here, even after all he'd told her. Not only was she still here, but she was interested. She cared about these creatures even though she'd never even seen one because she knew he cared about them.

You were nervous, even a little scared, but König's presence next to you and his comforting touch every few minutes helped keep you grounded and calm. You distracted yourself from the purpose of your outing tonight with thoughts of him, his voice, his smell, the feel of his lips on yours, his presence next to you. It all helped to relax you, to think calmly and rationally about your trip into the woods tonight.

You arrived at the Resort, König parking out front and grabbing a flashlight from the back before getting out. He walked around the front of the vehicle and opened your door, offering his hand to help you out of the car. You smiled a little at his old-fashioned habits, they were endearing.

"She shouldn't be too far from here, this one sometimes doesn't like it so much when I am gone for too long. She waits for me."

You looked up at him as he said this, even more nervous at this divulgence, but also a little touched at the relationship he had with each of these creatures.

"Shall we?" He reached over and took your hand in his, entwining your fingers together. He smiled crookedly.

Your stomach did a little flip at the sight of that smile. You hesitated before responding, letting out your breath slowly, shakily. "It's now or never, I guess," you said quietly.

König squeezed your hand and moved closer to you. He leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"I promise you will be safe, mein Liebling." You felt his warm breath on your ear, his lips ghosting over your cheek before he straightened. You nodded. That was all the confirmation needed for König to start walking, leading you into the woods.

He lead you down what looked like an old game trail into the thick forest. Even with the help of the flashlight, you had trouble making it out at times, but König lead you on confidently, he knew this trail front to back, and had used it many times.

After about 30 minutes of walking he stopped. This should be far enough that you wouldn't be disturbed. The small wooden flute in his shirt pocket weighed heavy. His heart was in his throat. He hoped with everything he had that this would go well. In the event that it didn't, his solution to that predicament weighed even heavier on his right hip in its holster. He prayed he wouldn't need to use it.

He took his hand from yours delicately and pulled the flute from his pocket. He'd explained the signals that he'd used to train the Cuckoos, as he affectionately called them, to you that night he'd shown up at your door in the middle of the night. Last night, you corrected yourself. It was hard to believe it was just last night, it felt like a lifetime ago, like you'd known of these animals forever.

It frightened you a little how easily you'd grown used to the idea of a parasitic relationship between a humanoid creature and actual living breathing people. Then again, you'd never been fond of people for the most part. It wasn't that you lacked empathy for others, you felt for them very deeply at times, but you had always been more interested in the world of animals rather than that of people. Animals didn't hurt you the way people did, they just did what they did because they were animals.

You understood this, but people were a mystery to you. They hurt each other all the time, maliciously. All these thoughts had been running ceaselessly through your head since König's bombshell of a story last night, and you didn't think they'd stop until you finally saw one of these things.

"Are you ready, my dear?" he asked gently, his eyes on yours, trying to read how you were feeling. You swallowed and nodded.

König played a few long notes on the flute, then lowered it from his lips and waited a moment before playing them again.

"And now we wait," he told you. "She'll have heard us, she will come." He took your hand again, the warmth and strength of his grip welcome in your colder, shaking one.

A few quiet minutes passed, not a branch creaking or a breeze blowing to cause the tiniest sound. You had never heard a forest this quiet. Then you heard footsteps headed your direction, coming from your right. You both turned quickly, fingers still intertwined, peering into the darkness.

"There she is," he said with a smile. He separated your hands and squatted down to the ground with you following suit. And then she appeared. "This is our newest brood mother, she is still rather young, and has just succeeded in having her first offspring. She may not come too close, as she doesn't know you. Yet."

He told you all of this without looking away from her, keeping eye contact was an important part of asserting dominance, otherwise he would have much more trouble keeping the brood mothers under control.

"I have been working with this one for about 8 years now, though I kept tabs on her since her birth of course, before she could be brought home." You understood the process of breeding and raising the Cuckoos for the most part, though you expected he'd given you the Cliff's Notes of the project as far as details go.

She wore a dirty white housedress with red polka dots, black flats, and a reddish blonde wig, with dark sunglasses. Over the dress was a long red raincoat. She had very pale skin, almost translucent. She crept from the bushes carefully, slowly moving toward you both. You were barely breathing as you stared at her. She looked human at first glance but there was something subtly... wrong with that assessment. The way she moved wasn't human, it was animal. It was the cocky locomotion of a wild predator.

You stayed behind König as he reached out a hand to her, still keeping himself low to the ground so as not to scare her away. She stared into his eyes as she approached, coming within reach of his hands.

He reached up achingly slowly and removed her dark glasses and whispered, "Do you see her eyes?" He smiled at the look on your face as you gazed into them up close. It was like looking at the dark swirls of the Milky Way. They were truly beautiful.

A few minutes passed quietly between the three of you, the creature looking suspiciously at you when she acknowledged you at all, but she seemed largely unbothered by your presence. Finally König put her glasses back on slowly, producing the flute once more and blowing three short notes. A dismissal.

At this she turned, fleeing into the woods to hunt for the night. You watched in awe as she vanished into the darkness. You and König stiffly got to your feet from your squatting positions, stretching briefly. You faced each other in the dark, the flashlight pointed at the ground. You didn't know what to say. Thankfully he spoke first.

"So, how are you feeling?" he asked, his brows furrowed with worry, biting his lower lip as he stared into your eyes, waiting for your answer.

"That was the most incredible thing I've ever seen in my life," you told him quietly, matter-of-factly. You couldn't think of anything else to say, but you didn't need to because his lips crashed into yours as soon as you were done speaking. He held you close and kissed you deeply, pulling away and hugging you tight.

You felt his whole body relax as he hugged you to him, his relief palpable. You hugged him back, wrapping your arms around him and resting your cheek on his shoulder. You stayed like that for a short time before you remembered the time, and that you still had about a half hour's walk ahead of you back to the car. As you turned to leave he once again took your hand as you walked. He never wanted to let go, and he definitely didn't want you to know what he had been prepared to do tonight if things hadn't gone so perfectly.

[minsungchronology]

Hi! First of all, I want to say I really appreciate your videos - they have given us all such a newfound appreciation for minsung 😍

I have seen some theories floating around since the fan meeting about Lee Know and his friend who dressed as Leebit during the whole of the fanmeeting. We all know that Lee Know often jokes that people are his boyfriends (this friend, Han, even Hyunjin) so generally no one takes those comments seriously but some people have started wondering whether they are actually in a relationship and whether this is a soft launch of sorts (it seems the argument is that being in a mascot costume for hours over three days just seems like a lot for just a friend). It also would make sense Han knows him since Han (all things aside) is very close to LK. I’m curious whether you have any general views on this?

I have also always seen LK as the type to like to keep his personal emotions, feelings and life quite private. I have shipped Minsung for a while now but I am curious to hear from you what you think about the fact that they have become much more “obvious”/affectionate lately - do you think that could suggest they’re not actually in a relationship (since both LK and Han seem like the private type to me) or that it’s the company trying to push minsung or do you think something has changed that has made them more open to expressing themselves? I’m loving it personally but it was shy LK (the “do you like me in that way?” comment) that made me start shipping them so I guess I am just not sure what to do with the major escalation in minsung land over the past few months.

Thanks again!

I’ve seen the discourse around the whole friend thing and I have to giggle. I think a lot of fans misunderstood what LK said when talking about his friend. He said that he was the friend that took “boyfriend” photos of him which is a common term that's used to describe how a photo is taken, not that he was the guy who he jokingly called “boyfriend” in the vlog to get a reaction out of Han. Idk if its the same friend though (unless anyone else here knows lmao).

And about them being “open” I think there’s a huge difference between stuff meant to get the audience hyped up (i.e: the teleprompter stuff at the Japan concerts) and them just naturally gravitating towards each other, interacting, or laughing together at something (which is like 90% of the their moments we got during the fanmeet, outside of their duet during the first day, the quick WSB performance, and maybe the sign that Han answered to). Other duos I say were more blatant about things during those three days (For ex. LK and CB playfully fighting over HJ, 2min’s antics on stage, FeIix/LK almost kissing eo on stage, etc.)

I think many fans underestimate how private they actually are together. It’s just that every moment of theirs gets hyped up since they’re a popular duo, even if other duos are much more (open?) about things (i.e: JiIix pretending to kiss eo, CB playfully flirting with HJ all the time). 

The members have said it during the 2022 kids room that they’re generally secretive about their bond and we see that even more in recent times. Remember when they went to France a couple of months back and fans saw each duo spend time together in their spare time? (The Maknaes, HyunIix, LK/Han, Chan/Changbin?) and then a week or so later we literally got a SKZ TaIker of vlogs of EVERY duo except LK/Han. The only thing we got was Han verbally saying that they spent time together. 

And then there’s the 2kids show episode where they were very visibly nervous (during the first half especially), they would downplay their bond like, “I don’t know this guy!” ��We don’t pay attention to eo!” “The only time we hang out is when the fans see us!” and LK quickly fumbling over the whole we don’t need to sneak out thing, etc. (before they eventually loosen up a bit and contradict themselves on some things). I think a lot of things from that episode cemented them being private about things. Cause if it was all jokes and sayings to get the fans hyped up I don’t think they would have been nervous at all. They would freely joke about things like FeIix/CB did, for example.

Outside of the stage (where all of the members seem to visibly relax and have fun), they seem very “gatekeepy” about a lot of things they do together, especially in recent times, compared to prior years.

Personal opinion: I also think because other members/duos are very visibly affectionate on camera (some even more than LK/Han) and have been so since forever, that would probably make them feel more comfortable to be so as well.

[thechaoticplayer]

hellllllo I am back yet again with another request because that was toooooooooooo good Do you mind doing a smut story about Ukimama and his harem? I feel like it would be fun to read lmao

Totally ok if you don’t feel like taking it up tho 💜 love your work 💜💜💜

Authors note: I got you bruv finally getting to this days later bc I forgot how to write a plot Summary: Uki and his beloved harem decide to hang out at the bar. However, Shoto gets jealous of Fufu-chan because he keeps hogging all of Uki-mama's attention that bitch Contains: tipsy guys flirting, suggestive content, alcohol, is a story that contains some sexual content 🔞 kinda short bc wtf am I doing again Pairing: Top!Uki Violeta x Bottom!Shoto (since I did Psyborg last time and also I want an excuse to make ukimama a top) Minors dni or dont idgaf

Uki laughs, a melodious sound as he props his chin on his hand. Club music plays in the background and chatter is all around them. His eyes sparkle playfully. "Oh? Fufu-chan, you're too cute."

"That may be so, but you're much cuter, Ukiki," Fulgar replies smoothly, a finger tracing the rim of his shot glass. The three sit at the bar, the bartenders whirling around and mixing drinks with ease.

"I feel like I'm third wheeling," Shoto laughs, taking a sip of his drink.

"You are," Fulgar practically chirps, winking at Shoto.

"Don't be a bitch," Uki reprimands gently, slapping Fulgar's arm affectionately. "I enjoy being with you both equally."

"yeah, jackass," Shoto retorts. The two males stop punching each other's arm, honestly just being men and it makes Uki laugh. It was cute how the two of them fight for Uki's attention every time they hang out. He watches them with a smile on his lips.

"Let's settle this. I bet Uki likes being with me more!" Fulgar takes Uki's hand, gently pulling him to his feet. Uki, surprised, lets him. "Let's dance, Ukiki!"

"Dance?" Uki echoes, a bit nervous. "I guess I can drop it down low but-"

Fulgar pulls Uki close, an arm wrapped around Uki's waist. "Oh, I bet you can."

"Hey!" Shoto calls as Fulgar guides the Psychic to the dance floor. The demon slayer grumbles, "This cocksucker." He swigs another drink, slams it down on the table and pushes past the dancing masses to follow them.

Fulgar is dancing like an absolute lunatic and even doing the Robot. Uki relaxes with a giggle, going with the flow of the upbeat music. He looks up at Fulgar who gazes down at him with soft eyes with his shit-eating grin.

It seemed like the world zoomed in on just these two, the Psychic and the Cyborg.

That is, until the Demon Slayer entered the picture.

A hand catches Uki's wrist and drags him elsewhere. Uki glances to see who it, about ready to bitch slap the person who thought I was a good idea to interrupt. He paused, realizing it was Shoto, brows furrowed and a slight pout to his lips.

'Oh?' Uki thinks, a smirk curling. 'Someone's jealous.'

Shoto drags him to a couch and plops down, tugging on Uki's sleeve. Uki obediently sits next to him, crossing his legs and turning to Shoto, eyebrow raised.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Shoto mutters, refusing to look Uki in the eye. "I didn't want to be by myself."

"So you dragged me away from Fulgar?" Uki knew better, since he was a Psychic and all.

"He's not even that cool anyway," Shoto argues, finally looking at Uki. His facial expression screamed 'Jealousy!' Uki found it absolutely adorable, nodding at Shoto with a low 'mhm.' "Motherfucker thinks hes so much better! Smug asshole. I'm a way better-" He shuts himself up.

"You're a way better what?" Uki presses, tilting his head with a smirk.

"Nothing, nothing." He waves Uki away, avoiding his gaze yet again. His cheeks are flushed, Uki noticed. Was it from the alcohol? Or was it from something else?

"You bastard," an accented voice chuckles, separating the two as he sits himself right in the middle. "Stole my Ukiki away from me."

"He's not yours," Shoto counters, wagging a finger at him. "Hes mine."

"Oh my, two hot guys fighting over me. Must be a dream come true," Uki teases.

"It's because you're so beautiful Uki."

"Lay off the compliments, you stupid junk of metal."

"Go back to hunting demons because that's the only thing you're good at."

"Go back to being a fucking microwave."

They're obviously just messing with each other, albeit Uki noted the slight bite in each comment. If he didn't do anything, they'd probably be dancing with each other with a shard of broken glass at the other's throat.

With a exasperated sigh, Uki stands up, a hand on his cocked hip. "We didn't come here to bitch at each other. Let's get a couple more drinks to loosen up."

Shoto nods. "Yeah, you're right Uki."

"I'm always right. And as you are a part of my harem, you should obey what I say."

"Yes sir." Fulgar salutes goofily.

So the trio goes back to the bar, and the bartender welcomes with three small shot glasses. Each order a type of alcohol they desire and she quickly obliges, pouring at the speed of light before serving the next customer.

"Damn, being a bartender seems kind of crazy," Shoto observes, sipping. "So many customers at once."

"Yeah," Uki agrees, eyeing the lines of alcohol behind the bar. "Theres so many options, what if they screw up the order?"

"Serve it to another, perhaps," Fulgar replies. "It doesn't seem all that hard."

"Then why don't you help them out?" Shoto muses with a grin.

"Why don't you, dog boy?"

"I'll say this one more time: I am not a dog boy! Only sometimes."

"But you're my dog boy, aren't you Shoto?" Uki coos, a hand resting on Shoto's thigh. He twitches, a furious blush on his face.

"Only sometimes," Shoto repeats, refusing o admit it fully. What a tsundere. Such a brat to answer a simple question. Not a very good dog.

Uki cups Shoto's face, squishing his cheeks with a smile. "Come on, you can do better than that, handsome. Say it."

"Say you're a good puppy," Fulgar adds with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Shoto flips him off.

"I'm a demon slayer! not a dog!"

"Stop being such a bitch and say it, or I'll put a leash on you right now," Uki threatens, a sly look on his face now.

Shoto glances between Uki and Fulgar, realizing there was no way of escaping this. He groans, embarrassed, because they want him to say this in a public area? They really wanted to humiliate him. For some odd reason, Uki ordering him to do something like that kind of turned him on, which he internally slapped himself for because what the fuck?

He mumbles, "'m your good puppy."

"What?" Fulgar raises his voice, a hand around his ear. "The music is too loud, you'll have to speak up!"

Asshole. He's too much like his LAM brother.

Shoto inhales and locks eyes with Uki. He yells, "I'm your good puppy!" And immediately regrets it. The people near them turn to see, giving strange looks. God, why does this happen to him? His cheeks are literally ablaze right now.

Uki swipes his thumb over Shoto's lip approvingly. "Good boy."

Holy. Shit.

Shoto jerks his face away, positioning himself so his back faced them as they cackled. He cross his legs and yanks down his shirt over the growing bulge in his jeans. If either of them saw, the demon slayer would probably never hear the end of it. Shoto got hard because the Psychic called him a good boy! Breaking news!

Shoto drains his glass before rising to his feet suddenly. Without turning, he rushes his words out, "imma go use the bathroom be right back-" And retreated to the mens' room. Where he could relieve himself because boy the friction from the jeans were not helping. And it wouldn't be so obvious once he... releases. Although when Shoto thought about it, on his way to the restroom, was even more humiliating. Hopefully no one would question? they shouldn't. He was mainly concerned about any of the other guys hearing what he was doing. Shoto would off himself if started hearing word going around about some guy jerking off in the bar's bathroom. And probably even get the manager in there. If the manager was a guy. Or if they even cared because a lot of things happen at bars. Crazy things.

Okay, Shoto just went on a whole ass tangent. Calm down. it isnt that serious.

Shoto maneuvers around some drunk men laying on the floor, probably recovering his guts before wobbling out the door. Surprisingly, there wasn't a lot of men in the bathroom. He figured since everyone was drinking, they'd either be pissing or throwing up. Shoto spied an empty stall and closed the door behind him.

Closing the toilet and avoiding looking in its contents, Shoto sat and sighed heavily. Was he really going to do this? Yes, yes he was. He could feel the buzz underneath his skin as he unzipped his pants and let them fall to his feet along with his underwear, his erection literally straight up. Simple two words got him so worked up.

He wraps a hand around himself and lets out a small noise before biting his lip to silence himself. Sheesh, he was extra sensitive. Probably from the alcohol? The demon slayer could sense no one was left in the restroom at the moment, but he had to hurry.

Pumping his fist up and down his cock, he thought about Uki being the one jerking him off, whispering into his ear how well he was doing for him. That he was being such a good boy. Shoto's head leans back, eyelids fluttering as soft whimpers escape past his lips. His small "a-ah"s echoed throughout the bathroom. He was closing in on his release, going faster and just shamelessly moaning at this point. Shoto cums all over his hand and he pants, hand pausing at the base of his dick for a moment. He collects his breaths, wiping off the semen with a crappy piece of toilet paper, and zipping himself up.

Shoto flushes it down the toilet, regaining his composure and opening the stall door. However, he was not expecting to be shoved back in the stall and was about to punch whoever wanted a fight.

"U-Uki?" Shoto asked, shocked as the Psychic entered the stall with him. Uki locked the door behind them and approached Shoto with lustful eyes. "Hey, w-wait a second-"

"Now now, Shoto, were those pretty moans yours?" Uki purrs, tracing a finger down from Shoto's chest to his stomach. Shoto shivered without meaning to, and he felt the tips of his ears go red. "It sounded like you. I came in here to check up on you, but you were whimpering and moaning like a slut."

Shoto swallows. "I-I can explain-"

Uki smashes his lips with Shoto's. He palms the demon slayer's growing erection (again) and Shoto can't help but moan into the kiss. Unzipping the jeans, Uki pulls out Shoto's cock and starts rubbing the tip, pre-cum leaking out little by little.

"Already so hard for me, mm?" Uki murmurs after breaking the kiss to stare at Shoto's angry red tip. He traces a vein with his nail and Shoto whines in his throat. "Shh, be a good boy and let me make you feel good again, yeah?"

And here the Psychic was, overstimulating the poor man. Shoto had to hold onto Uki's shoulders to hold himself upright as he basically rutted himself into Uki's hand. Beautiful whimpers spilling out of him, Uki kisses down his neck, praising him for doing so great. Shoto came twice already, breathing hard and legs quivering.

"Such a brat," Uki tsks. "If you behave, I'll help you tonight. Is it a deal?"

"Yes," Shoto breathes with an obedient nod.

"Good boy. Let's clean you up, yeah?"

Fulgar watched the two walk towards him, a brow raised in question. "The hell took you two so long? Yall fucking in there or somethin'?"

Shoto awkwardly laughs, like oh yeah Uki totally didn't just play with me like I was his toy as Uki snorted.

"I wish. He just had to throw up a couple drinks," Uki answers smoothly.

"Lightweight," Fulgar chuckles.

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Alright you two. Why don't we go back on the dance floor?" Uki suggests, seizing both their wrists and pulling them to the dance floor.

"As you wish, darling," Shoto and Fulgar say in unison. They side eye each other.

"Bitch boy."

"Cunt."

Uki rolls his eyes, a smile painted on his lips. He locks eyes with Shoto for a moment, and it turns into a smirk. Shoto looks elsewhere, face pink.

He was not surviving the night, was he?

[shxtodxroki]

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚈𝚘𝚞... 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚝 𝚆𝚊𝚜 𝚈𝚘𝚞?

Summary: Denki has what he thinks is a foolproof plan to confess to you, until Bakugo accidentally spills the beans and messes up the whole plan. But maybe it isn’t that bad, maybe Denki can still find a way to give you a not-so-perfect confession even with this minor setback. 

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of food, a tiny bit of angst but not really

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 2k

- You glared playfully at Shoto from where he sat directly next to you as he swiped a small bite from your lunch, giggling after a moment as he grinned thankfully at you and shoved the bite into his mouth

- You had long known of the boy’s habit of taking bites from others’ lunches, as he enjoyed sharing food, and had given him permission to take from your lunch whenever he wanted ages ago, but it was still fun to tease him every once in a while

- The loud noise of chatter throughout your long cafeteria table was just as loud that day as it always was, as the majority of class 1-A all being seated at one extended lunch table was bound to cause noise. You weren’t exactly known for being a quiet bunch, and you had gotten used to the chaos that surrounded you every lunch hour long ago

- As you swiped a drink from Shoto’s water bottle in return for the bite he had taken from your food, you allowed your thoughts to drift, Izuku’s rambling about his newest upgrade to his suit fading to the back of your mind as you allowed yourself to get lost in thought

- Your peace didn’t last long, however, as another of your typical lunch companions immediately began chatting with you the moment he took a seat next to you

- Typically Denki took the seat across from you, but you didn’t really notice his change of seating as you pulled yourself out of your thoughts and directed your attention towards what he was saying

- “Y/n, you should see how much better I’ve gotten at the guitar!” Denki exclaimed, eyes sparkling in excitement as he spoke. “Jirou’s been giving me lessons since the school festival, and now I’m able to play a bunch of songs!”

- “That's awesome Denki! I’m shocked at how much work you put into this, I didn’t think you were particularly passionate about music.” You congratulated your friend, eyebrows furrowing slightly in confusion as he swung an arm around your shoulder

- You could feel your face beginning to heat up at the affectionate gesture, your small crush on your friend attempting to surface, but you reminded yourself that Denki was generally very affectionate and flirty as you forced yourself to relax and ignore the fluttering in your stomach at the physical affection in order to listen to him

- “I didn’t either, I guess I just didn’t realize how fun the guitar could be.” He responded without thinking. “You should stop by my dorm after classes today, there’s this song I learned that I wanna show you!” he added, lightly using his arm to hug you closer to him for a second as he grinned at you

- Once again your brain grew flustered at the thought that you were going to be alone with him, heart fluttering at the thought, but you forced yourself to remain as neutral as possible as you nodded at him in nervous excitement

- “Sounds good, we can just walk to your dorm together after our last class.” You suggested, Denki immediately agreeing with a “Sounds like a plan!” A light blush dusted his cheeks once he realized how quickly he had responded, though, allowing his arm to fall from your shoulder as he suddenly turned his attention to his food and began eating

- “Kaminari, good to see you’re still alive man!” Kirishima chuckled as he sat down across from the boy in question. “I really don’t know how you managed to make it past Bakugo and live to tell the tale.”

- You turned your attention to the red-haired boy at his statement, glancing questioningly at Denki before turning to ask Kirishima what he was talking about. “Oh god, what did he do to piss off Bakugo this time?”

- This wasn’t a particularly uncommon occurrence between Denki and Katsuki, but you still found yourself curious as to what antics they had gotten up to this time

- Despite his slight embarrassment at the incident being discussed in front of everyone, however, Denki took this conversation as yet another opportunity to get closer to you, locking eyes with yours as he caught your attention to tell his story

- “I was just up early this morning, had some stuff I needed to take care of while he was making breakfast.” Denki told you, deflecting the details while still keeping your attention on him. “He likes being the first one up in the mornings, says it’s his ‘alone time’, but I needed some help from him and he was not happy about it.”

- As if on cue, the ashy blonde man in question came storming into the cafeteria with a near-murderous look in his eyes, making it over to Denki before he even had time to turn around and notice Bakugo stalking towards him

- “Hey asshole, don’t think I’m done with you just because you ran away before I could finish with you earlier!” He boomed, Denki’s face going pale as he laughed nervously. He glanced at you, half in embarrassment and half in a plea for help, before returning his gaze to Bakugo in hopes of not making the man any more angry by ignoring him

- "Why don’t you cut him some slack dude, just this once?”Kirishima tried to mediate, always the one to have to calm his explosive best friend down. “I know you like having the mornings to yourself, but is it really that big of a deal that Denki was there too for one day?”

- “It is when he makes a gigantic fucking mess all over the kitchen! That idiot doesn’t know how to bake to save his life, he kept asking me for help and trying to guilt me by saying shit like, ‘My confession will totally fail if you don’t help me out dude!’” Bakugo mocked Denki’s voice as he spoke, but by the end of his small rant nobody was focused on him or his anger anymore

- Everyone was staring with wide eyes at the now incrdibly flushed Denki, who was looking at the floor as if he wanted it to swallow him whole in that moment

- “...Ah shit, I didn’t realize they were here.” Katsuki grumbled out after a moment, the closest to an apology for exposing him in front of everyone that Denki knew he would ever get from his friend as a guilty, embarrassed flush spread on Katsuki's cheeks

- Nobody spoke for a moment, as none of you knew what to say to break the awkwardness and tension that had settled over your entire table at Bakugo’s words

- You had frozen in your seat beside the blonde boy who was now the center of everyone’s attention immediately upon hearing the word “confession” fall from Bakugo’s mouth, your heart breaking slightly as you realized that clearly Denki liked someone a lot, and had plans to confess to them today

- You really had thought that the two of you were getting closer, that you were making progress in your relationship with him. He had invited you to his dorm later to watch him play the guitar, he wanted to spend time with you! You had hoped that maybe, just maybe, that meant he was starting to like you too

- But based on what Bakugo had said, clearly he already had someone in his heart, and you doubted that someone was you

- The two of you weren’t very close up until recently. You had always been friendly with one another, as was almost everyone in your class, but Denki had only started approaching you more and chatting with you recently, causing you to quickly develop a crush on him when he was most likely just trying to be nice and friendly with his fellow classmate

- So, as you took a moment to accept the fact that you most likely weren't going to hear your name fall from his lips at your next question, you opened your mouth to speak as you hoped to seem like a supportive friend, to still hang on to the friendship you had started to build with the boy even though your feelings weren’t reciprocated

- “Who were you gonna confess to?” You asked gently, trying to hide any hint of sadness in your voice as each of your classmates’ gazes immediately shifted over to you. “Even if it won’t be a surprise, I’m sure they’d still be glad to know. You can still do a sweet confession even without surprising someone, especially if you went through the time to bake them something.”

- “Well, uh…” Denki started, having a hard time meeting your eyes and scratching the back of his neck as he spoke. “What if I told you… that it was you?”

- You were once again left without any words upon hearing Denki’s confession, heat flooding your face entirely as your jaw dropped open and you stared at him in awe

- “I know we didn’t really start talking until recently, but I’ve liked you since our first day at UA. You just made me really nervous, usually I’m pretty good at talking to girls but I felt like I would just make a fool out of myself if I went up to you, so it took me a while to work up the courage to talk to you.” 

- You couldn’t believe that Denki had had his eye on you since the very first time you had met, heartbeat picking up in your chest as you relished in the fact that you made him nervous

- “I got up early to bake you these cookies and everything, I figured we could share them in my dorm later.” He admitted, Bakugo shifting guiltily where he stood behind Denki. “That’s why I asked you to come over, I had it all planned out but I guess it wasn’t meant to happen that way."

- "So I’ll just ask you now. Will you go out with me?” He spoke one last time before gulping anxiously, letting the weight of his confession hang in the air amongst your classmates as he awaited your response.

- From the look in Denki’s eyes you could tell that he was expecting you to reject him, to let him down easy as the whole class was watching and that you two would most likely never talk again, the awkwardness between you too unbearable to suffer through

- But when a shy smile made its way on your face, fidgeting with your fingers as you met his gaze, he felt hope swell in his chest

- “I’d love to!” You finally exclaimed after realizing that this was actually happening, wrapping your arms around the boy and burying your face in his shoulder as he tentatively wrapped his arms around you in return, still not quite believing that you had actually said yes

- “I can’t believe you’d wake up early just for me, I know you hate cooking and waking up early. I’m honored that you’d go through all of that for me.” You grinned, pulling back to show Denki you were sincere with your thanks and your response to his confession

- “I know, I know. It was a pretty great plan if I do say so myself.” Denki gloated, confidence returning now that you had accepted his confession. “But you’re a pretty amazing person, Y/n, of course I had to pull out all the stops for someone like you.”

- You only grew shyer at the boy’s compliments, hiding your face in your hands for a moment as the bell signaling the end of lunch rang aloud throughout the cafeteria. You could see the way all of your friends were grinning at the two of you, happy that you had finally gotten together, and felt your heart swell with happiness at the moment you were in

- “Come on, babe.” Denki said, playing up the pet name as he reached his hand out to help you out of your seat and link your fingers together. “I’ll walk you to class.”

- “Denki, we’re going to the same class.” You giggled, silently nodding your head at Bakugo to show your thanks to him for his hand in this whole situation, even if he had never planned on getting involved. He looked away immediately at the gesture, but the barely there smirk across his face gave away that deep down, he was happy for the two of you despite his previous anger at your new boyfriend

- “So?” Denki simply replied, swinging your linked arms back and forth between the two of you as he walked with a lovestruck grin plastered across his face. “By the way, you’re still coming to my dorm after class right? I had this romantic song I was gonna play, and I still wanna show it to you! And I can’t eat all those cookies alone!”

- “Of course, Sparky. This can be our first date!” You replied, the pet name falling from your lips with ease as the two of you made your way to your next class together, hand-in-hand and smiling like lovesick fools

Request - @cosmicgeohoe said: Hello! Could I get a possibly one shot with Denki having a crush on reader and he wants to spend time with them? My specific idea is he gets really clingy, and he just accidentally blurts out that he likes them- I thought this would be a cool idea, do with it, what you please!

A/N: This was the last piece of writing I started working on before I took my hiatus last year, so I’m happy to finally have this completed! It was a really cute fluffy request, and I hope you guys enjoy it because I think it came out really cute and sweet! My requests are open right now, and I now have a request list linked in my navigation for you guys to see all the requests I’ve received as of now (that I try to update at least once a day so it stays up-to-date!) so if you have any requests, feel free to send them my way :)

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[timeless-fanfic]

can you write a one shot of John’s wife (reader) and Peter’s wife Eden being besties lol

Whispers of the Wives

Word Count: 918

Eden x (Best Friend) Reader, John x Reader

The afternoon sun bathed the camp in a warm glow as [Y/N] and Eden sat on a grassy hill, just beyond the tents, enjoying each other’s company. Their laughter rang softly through the air as they exchanged stories and whispered secrets, their bond deepened by shared experiences as wives to two of Jesus’s closest disciples.

From below the hill, Simon and John sat together, leaning against a large tree, each casting suspicious glances toward their wives.

“What do you think they’re talking about?” Simon asked, his brows furrowed as Eden glanced their way, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

John smiled softly, though he looked just as curious. “Probably us.”

Simon let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Great. Eden’s going to tell her all my embarrassing habits, I just know it.”

John chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m sure it’s not that bad. Besides, if [Y/N] wanted to share something about me, I trust her not to make it too humiliating.”

Simon glanced sideways at John. “I wish I had your confidence.”

Back on the hill, Eden looked at [Y/N], a grin spreading across her face. “They’re watching us, you know,” she whispered, motioning toward their husbands below.

[Y/N] followed Eden’s gaze, and a smile tugged at her lips. “They’re probably wondering what we’re talking about.”

“Oh, definitely,” Eden giggled. “Simon always thinks I’m sharing his most embarrassing moments.”

[Y/N] laughed softly. “John does too. He’s too polite to say anything, but I can always tell when he’s nervous.”

Eden sighed, leaning back on her hands. “They’re so sweet, though, aren’t they?”

[Y/N] nodded, her expression softening. “Yes. John’s always so thoughtful. I’ve never known anyone who listens as carefully as he does.”

“Simon, too,” Eden agreed. “He tries so hard to be strong, but he has this gentle side, especially when it’s just the two of us.” She smiled fondly. “He’s a good man.”

“Sometimes I think we’re lucky to have them,” [Y/N] added with a wistful smile. “They can be a little… intense, but their hearts are in the right place.”

Eden nodded in agreement. “Exactly. We just have to give them a little nudge every now and then, you know?”

They both chuckled softly, their laughter warm and affectionate.

Down the hill, Simon shifted uncomfortably. “Why are they laughing?” he muttered, squinting up at the two women.

John smiled, though his curiosity had clearly gotten the better of him. “Whatever it is, I’m sure they’re not being too hard on us.”

Simon wasn’t convinced. “You think so? Because the last time Eden laughed like that, she spent an hour telling me how I mispronounced half the words in a story I was telling.”

John chuckled softly. “They’re not cruel, Simon. Just honest.”

Simon groaned, shaking his head. “Too honest, sometimes.”

Up on the hill, Eden and [Y/N] exchanged a knowing glance.

“Should we tell them what we’re really talking about?” Eden asked with a playful smile.

[Y/N] laughed. “Let’s keep them guessing a little longer.”

Eden grinned. “Agreed.”

Simon, finally unable to take it any longer, stood up abruptly. “That’s it. I need to know what they’re saying.”

John looked up at him in amusement. “You’re going to ask them, aren’t you?”

Simon crossed his arms, determined. “Yes, I am.”

John shook his head but stood up as well, brushing the dirt from his clothes. “Alright. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

As the two men approached, Eden and [Y/N] smiled at each other, already anticipating what was to come.

“Alright,” Simon said, stopping just a few feet away, his arms still crossed. “What’s so funny?”

Eden gave him a sweet smile, batting her eyelashes playfully. “Oh, nothing, Simon. Just talking about how wonderful you and John are.”

Simon blinked, clearly taken aback. “What?”

[Y/N] nodded, her expression soft. “We were just saying how lucky we are to have husbands who care so deeply for us.”

John’s face softened as he exchanged a glance with [Y/N]. “Really?”

“Of course,” [Y/N] replied warmly. “You’re always so thoughtful, John. You make me feel safe.”

Simon blinked, the suspicion fading from his face as he looked at Eden. “You… you think I’m wonderful?”

Eden laughed gently, standing up and brushing off her dress. “Simon, you drive me crazy sometimes, but yes. I think you’re wonderful.”

A sheepish smile crept across Simon’s face as he uncrossed his arms. “Well… I guess you’re not so bad either.”

John reached out and took [Y/N]’s hand, pulling her gently to her feet. “I knew you were talking about us,” he said with a grin. “But I didn’t expect you to be so kind.”

[Y/N] squeezed his hand, her eyes twinkling with affection. “We just like keeping you on your toes.”

Simon laughed, shaking his head. “I guess we deserved that.”

Eden slipped her arm through Simon’s, leaning her head on his shoulder. “Don’t worry, Simon. We won’t tease you too much. Besides,” she said with a grin, “you’re too easy to read.”

Simon groaned but smiled down at her. “I guess I’m just lucky you love me anyway.”

Eden beamed. “Very lucky.”

As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting a warm glow over the camp, the four of them made their way back toward the tents, laughter still filling the air. The teasing had been playful, but the love between them was undeniable, and in that moment, Simon and John couldn’t help but feel grateful for the strong, supportive women who stood by their sides.

[theycallmebun]

winter solstice

timeskip! sugawara koshi x gn! reader

w/c: 785

genre: fluff!!!

summary: the winter solstice is tonight which means the days finally start to get longer again! but let's reflect on the goodness these cold and dark days brought :)

warnings: timeskip, like one slight hint of suggestiveness, very little dialogue

a/n: lowkey just me rambling(shitpost) but i think this is so cute

the winter solstice is tonight and you could not bring it in you to rest. the winter solstice being the shortest day of the year, of course. meaning that after this day, the seemingly few hours of the fleeting sunlight would grow longer–less fleeting, more lingering.

you and sugawara could not be more elated. after having what felt like days where the sunshine stuck around for a quick hello and goodbye, which quite literally led to your darkest hours, you could not wait to have longer days to relish in. though, you have to admit that the start of this winter season deserves more credit than you give it. 

as a means to adapt, you and sugawara learned to embrace the cold and darkness. 

when the cold came, you found out that sugawara was actually a magnificent source of heat. it brought out the affectionate side in both of you. Because your relationship was relatively fresh, you guys had held back on being physical, not wanting to scare the other away or come off as clingy. if anything though, the cold taught you that you are both so so so clingy. one night, when sugawara went to hang out with you at your apartment and the morning soon turned to evening, by the time 7 o’clock hit, you deemed it too cold for him to go back to his place and invited him to sleep over. your first couple sleep over! so exciting! of course he wasn’t going to say no to you. 

when you settled in your bed, you were positioned so that your back was pressed against sugawara’s chest. the little spoon, if you will. the heat radiating from his chest onto your back could lull you to sleep in minutes. you reached back to hold his hands to find his fingers about a degree shy of freezing, holy god were his fingers cold. 

“sorry,” he whispered in your ear. “bad circulation, i guess,” he laughed, but he was actually nervous about making you cold wth them. poor guy. 

“that’s alright, here let me just–” you cut yourself off with the action of grabbing his hand and bringing it under your shirt to rest atop your belly. it only took a couple minutes for his fingers to warm up, but he wanted to keep his hand there. something about your plush skin being extremely comfortable. the two of you stayed in that position the entire night. grounded would be a good word to describe how you guys felt. 

in the darkness that these winter nights brought, you and sugawara were able to explore in more senses than one would imagine. for cutesy little date nights, the two of you would be able to explore the night sky. neither of you being well-versed in stars, you took it upon yourselves to name your own constellations after nonsensical things. 

during more of the nights sugawara would spend cozy behind you in bed, you guys would have these conversations about anything and everything at all. he learned most of what he knows about you on those nights, and you the same. on nights where the topics would be so complex, you would have to turn around to face him. even though it was dark, he could see the way your eyebrows would furrow with the passion you were speaking with. sugawara was always tempted to press a finger between the brows to smooth out the tension but he would wait until you were done talking as a means to not interrupt your flow. when he did so, he would make conversation with what you just told him, building on it or telling you how he felt about it in particular. it was on a particular dark night like that when he was massaging the inner corners of your eye brows when he said, 

“i love you”

for the first time. without hesitance you reciprocated with an, “i love you, koshi,” before placing a light kiss on his left cheek, his right cheek, and then finally his lips. not that it was the first kiss between you or anything, but sugawara can cherish every kiss as if it were the first–each one so very precious. the love you have for each other was also explored in other ways on those cold, dark winter nights. 

alas, it is time to say goodbye to such short and dark nights and welcome longer and brighter days. instead of heading to bed at the normal time the two of you do, you and sugawara light candles by your kitchen window to welcome the return of the light. oh, what days do the rest of the seasons have in store for you.  

a/n: thanks for reading if you did! hope you enjoyed reading as much as i did writing T-T also i am so excited for the days to get longer

[mxnsxngie]

Meant For Me (P.S): Chapter 4

Warnings: little bit of language but nothing bad

Word Count: 1617

Let Me Know What You Think!

Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in getting this out! Work got really busy for me, but here it is! Hopefully I can have the next out quicker for you all!

You couldn’t help the small smile that took over your face as you read the last message Seonghwa sent you, butterflies swarming in your stomach as you did. You quickly shuffled over to the door, wrapped in your blanket, and opened it to see him giving you a gentle smile on the other side.

“Hey there” he says as he smiles at you as he walks through the door.

“Hey, thanks for coming over. Especially so quickly on such short notice” you say a little quietly as you shut the door and follow him to your kitchen.

“Like I said, anything for you. I meant that” he says as he sets the food on the counter and turns to you. Already knowing what you want, he takes you into his arms as you get closer, holding you and rubbing your back as you hug him.

“I really appreciate it. I’m not usually like this.” You whisper, blushing slightly at how close you are to him. You’re never this affectionate this quickly with anyone, but it’s still just something about him that makes you feel like you can.

“No I get it, it’s okay. Let’s go get comfy on the couch and we can talk about it before we put on a movie, yeah?” He asks, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear as you pull back from him and nod.

“Yeah” you say as you take his hand without thinking and lead him to the couch. He sits down, pulling you to sit next to him as you both get comfortable.

“So what exactly happened?” He asks as you pull your blanket around you a little more, getting comfortable.

“I’m not really sure?” You sigh. “It doesn’t usually bother me when the girls are busy, and it’s not that I’m not happy for them. Like I said, I am. I’m so glad they found their person. But I guess it’s because things changed so suddenly you know? We went from all being a round a lot to them hardly being here all at once and it’s a lot. I think it’s that and a part of me does still wish that I had a soulmate. You know?” You ramble, fiddling with your blanket as you explain yourself to him.

“No, I totally get it. It’s been an adjustment for me too, though I don’t mind being on my own much, and I’m a little more used to it it seems” he says as you feel him take your hand that’s fiddling with the blanket and take it in his own, rubbing over your knuckles like he did the day you met at the coffee shop. The same warm feeling takes over you as he does.

“And I get it about the soulmate thing. Part of me still hopes. But as long as I can find someone and be happy, I suppose it’s not all bad” he says as he looks up at you.

“Yeah, I know what you mean. It would definitely help” you say with a slight blush as you look him in the eyes.

“I think we’ll both have that. I’m not sure what this is yet, but I’m happy with you” he whispers as he pulls you closer so he can hold you.

“I am too. And that’s all that matters to me” you say as you smile and nestle into his side, curling up against him.

“Me too” he smiles as he puts his arm around you and pulls you a little closer. “Now, what movie sounds good to make you feel better?” He asks as he plays with your hair.

“Okay don’t judge me, but can we watch one of the Star Wars movies? They’ve always made me feel better when I’m down. Kind of my comfort series” you say as you blush again, nervous about admitting this to him.

“Oh my god you really are perfect” he says from beside you, making you turn your head to look at him.

“What?!” You say as you laugh a little at his reaction.

“You, you’re literally perfect! I’m obsessed with Star Wars!” He says, excitement taking over his face.

“No way! Oh my god I love this!” You laugh as you smile at him.

“Me too” he says smiling at you. “You get it queued up, I’ll go get the snacks okay?” He says as he gets up, squeezing your hand before walking away.

“Okay” you say, smiling to yourself as you get it pulled up. How did you get so lucky to have someone in your life that gets you so well? Your thoughts are cut short as he comes back in with the food.

“Alright, ready?” He asks as sits down, setting the popcorn and drinks in front of you while pulling you back into his side with the other arm.

“Ready” you smile, starting the movie as you lean back into him, sighing.

Throughout the movie, you quietly talk about your favorite parts, the lore of the series, and crack jokes the whole time, all the while he’s playing with your hair or rubbing your shoulder with the hand that’s around you. You can’t remember the last time you felt this happy and stress free. Before you know it, the movie is wrapping up, and you’re a little sad it’s over so quickly.

“You want to watch the next one?” He asks quietly, looking over at you.

“How do you do that?” You ask in surprise.

“Do what?” He asks, confused at what you mean.

“I swear it’s like you can read my mind sometimes.” You chuckle. “I was literally just thinking that I was a little bummed it was over already” you say as you look at him.

“Well for starters, I will never say no to more Star Wars, so you have to know that. Second, again, I would do anything for you so if you want to watch more than I’m staying. And I could tell you got a little bummed. So, are we watching more and I’m staying?” He asks with a smile.

“Yeah, we can watch another” you say as you start the next one, blushing under his gaze.

You aren’t sure what makes you do it, but you take his hand in yours, squeezing it a little.

“Thank you again Hwa” you whisper as you squeeze his hand.

“For what?” He asks as he squeezes you hand lightly in return.

“For being here, for being you, for taking care of me, for everything” you say quietly.

“You don’t have to thank me for any of this, I told you, I would do anything for you. You mean the world to me. I don’t know how it happened, but you do” he says as he pulls away a little and turns to look directly at you.

“I’m just not used to being anyone’s priority this much I guess” you say as you look down.

“Well you are now, because you are to me” he says as he tilts your head back up by your chin to look him in the eye. You’re surprised because he’s moved closer to you since you looked down.

“You don’t have to thank me for anything. I like being around you, being with you. I-” he cuts himself off before he can finish.

“You what?” You ask as you look him in the eye.

“I want to be with you” he says as his hand cups your cheek, thumb rubbing across it as he does.

“I want to be with you too” you whisper as you lean in to him, both leaning in, eyes fluttering shut as you get closer. The same warmth you feel when you’re around him starts spreading, almost feeling like you’re burning up the closer he gets to you.

Only for there to be a knock at your door, interrupting you.

He lets out an annoyed groan, resting his forehead against yours as you sigh in disappointment at your moment being cut short.

“Next time” he whispers as he pulls back so he can get up to get the door for you.

“Next time” you whisper, left with the sounds of the movie in the background as the warmth in you recedes now that he’s pulled away.

“Hey man what’s up?!” You hear a familiar voice yell as the door opens.

“Woo? What the hell are you doing here?” Seonghwa asks in confusion.

“Woo? Wait, how do you even know where I live?” You ask as you turn to look at the two in confusion.

“Oh, Joong and Cassi told me. They wanted me out of the place, cause well, you know” he says as he wiggles his eyebrows before continuing. “They said Seonghwa was probably over here hanging out with you and told me where to go so here I am!” He says as he plops on the couch beside you.

“Of course they did” you sigh as you facepalm.

“It’s okay, I’ll kill him later for us” Hwa whispers in your ear as he sits down beside you again.

“That would be nice” you whisper back as you nod.

“Well, we’re watching Star Wars, so hope you like it” he tells Woo with a slightly annoyed tone.

“Aw come on, you can’t win over a girl by exposing her to your nerdy interests” Wooyoung teases him.

“Actually, I'm the one who picked it” you tell him as you look over at him while settling in against Seonghwa again.

“Well shit. Maybe you guys really are soulmates” Wooyoung says as he laughs and turns to watch the movie.

Maybe you were, maybe you weren’t. But there was definitely something between you two.

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