#i just sighed fondly for the nth time while making & while looking at this post

[hooned]

dearest darling, my universe ♡

[formidxble]

summary: your thighs have secrets you never planned to resurface. your boyfriend, felix, has other plans.

pairing: lee felix x female reader

word count: 5.4k

genre: smut, fluff, and angst

smut warnings: first time sex, fingering, oral (female receiving), really just vanilla sex, soft and gentle

trigger warnings: self harm, mentions of scars, self-loathing

tagged: @moonlit-lixie​ @lilixeu​ @meow-minho

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save by faime

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hello, this fic is based on a request i received and i would like to give you guys a fair warning before you read this. this story has mentions of self harm, though i tried not to give it as much detail as to not upset anyone. i tried my best to focus this story on how important your partner may be when it comes to self-acceptance and healing. if you feel the urge to hurt yourself, please remember that someone cares for you and someone is there for you, always.

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—UNEDITED—

felix’s lips brush against your swollen ones as he leans his forehead against yours. his eyes were twinkling with love and admiration and you couldn’t help, but giggle. “what?” you ask.

“you’re beautiful,” he breathes, pecking your lips before moving to your neck. you wrap your arms around his neck as he peppers kisses on your skin. you wonder if you were ready to bare everything to him, let him see all that you are, scars and all. the thought makes you close your eyes as you grip his back and feel your body start to heat up.

this was all that it was between the two of you. soft kisses turn into heated make out sessions, hands roaming all over each other’s bodies, but, it never turned into something more. felix told you that he was willing to wait and you believed him. he never once tried to slip his hands in your pants or touch you in ways you weren’t ready for. instead, he slips his tongue in your mouth to clash with yours and it’s as sweet as they described sex to be.

“lix,” you mumble. you didn’t need to repeat his name as he comes up to meet your eyes immediately. there was worry in his eyes, but the dashes of love still remained. he raises an eyebrow.

“yes?”

“i, um, i—“ you stumble over your words and he pulls away slightly to get a better look at you.

“did i go too far?” felix frowns to himself, getting off of you to give you space. that was what you loved about him. he was always quick to get off of you if things get too heated or when he hears you call out his name from above him. he always respected your boundaries.

“no, no, i just—“ you sigh, sitting up on the couch, “i just feel like i’m ready.”

felix’s eyes widen and a soft blush rises up to his cheeks. you giggle as your cheeks mimic his. you couldn’t believe the words that came out of your mouth, but it felt right. if you were to lose your virginity to someone, it would be to him, to felix. you couldn’t see anyone else and you trusted no one else.

so, here you were, nervous, to say the least. tonight was the night and you didn’t know if you were actually ready to let him see everything, but then again, he was felix, your boyfriend, the man you see yourself marrying in the future. he wasn’t perfect, but he made sure you felt that way. there are many things in your life that’s unsure, but one thing is constant: felix loves you and he makes sure you feel that way everyday even though you weren’t together physically.

a knock on your apartment door breaks your line of thought. your heart pounds in your chest as you make your way to it. reaching out to the door knob, your hand starts to shake and thoughts of self-loathing popped up in your head.

what if he doesn’t like the way you look, the way you sound in bed? and if he sees the scars on your thighs, would he say anything? ignore it? be turned off? would it ruin the mood? woul—

another knock gets you out of your trance. even though you had those thoughts swimming in your head, you knew you had to let felix in, literally and figuratively. you shake your head to yourself as you turn the door knob.

your sight is filled with your soulmate. he’s wearing a black shirt with stripes of yellow adorning its sleeves. his sweatpants are light colored and he looks great as always. your heart melts as he smiles when your eyes meet for the first time that night.

“do you usually check out the people on your doorstep?” felix jokes as you move aside to let him in. you blush, closing the door. damn him, already starting the night with teasing. you can’t help but wonder if he’ll be the same way in bed.

“only the attractive ones,” you respond, giggling. felix turns around to face you, head tilted as an amused smile takes over his lips. your eyes move to gaze at his lips for a brief moment before letting your eyes lock on his again. maybe it was the lust you’re starting to feel, but felix looks different tonight.

“so, i’m attractive to you?” he continues to tease. you feel his eyes trail down your back when you start walking in the direction of your bedroom. you’re glad that your back is turned to him because he can’t see you blush now. if he wanted to tease, then two can play at that game.

“you wouldn’t be walking to my room if you weren’t,” you answer, stopping in front of your bedroom door. before you could open the door, you feel felix’s hands on your waist and he turns you around. your eyes travel to his neck and you can’t help but think of how good hickeys would look on his neck at this moment. you see him lick his bottom lip, keeping his hands on your waist.

you and felix stare at each other for what seems like forever, the air becoming more and more charged as time passed by. he finally closes the space between the both of you by leaning in and pressing his lips on yours. your arms wrap around his neck as you pull him in deeper. he chuckles lowly on your lips, removing one hand from your waist to put on the door behind you. your skin yearns for both of his warm hands, but his lips were warm enough to keep you company for the time being. your lips continue to move in sync as his other hand reaches for the door knob and he twists it. both of you stumble into room without removing your lips from each other’s. felix pulls away briefly to close the door behind him and you whine softly.

“i’m right here, princess,” felix chuckles before pressing his lips on yours again. you couldn’t stand in the middle of the room forever, so you start walking back to your bed, lips not leaving his. your hands cup his cheeks and you feel the back of your knees hit the edge of the bed. felix puts a hand on your lower back for support as you lay your back down on the bed. he pulls away to remove his shirt and your eyes travel down his torso, taking him in.

felix definitely looked different tonight. when did his body get so toned and why have you never noticed? you feel your lips drying up, not only at the sight of his body, but at the thought of what tonight has to offer. he smiles softly as he gently opens your legs so that he could settle in. you moan softly when your lips collide once again. in response, felix hooks his thumb in the waistband of your shorts.

your eyes fly open as reality begins to set in your veins. you were about to get naked in front of someone else, bare everything and let him see the scars you struggled for so long to accept and even look at. you slightly push him away and a flash of worry shows up on his face. “um—“ you start.

felix gets off of you slowly, opting to sit beside you on the bed. “we don’t have to if you don’t want to, y/n,” he mumbles as he moves closer to hold onto your shoulder in an effort to comfort you. you shake your head gently.

“it’s not that,” you whisper, looking back up at him, “i just, i haven’t been completely honest with you—“

“i’m not your first?” felix cuts you off before shaking his head quickly, “it’s fine, i get it. it doesn’t change how i—“

“no!” you exclaim, surprising the both of you. “no, it’s not that,” you repeat softly as you grab his hand on your shoulder and you intertwine his fingers with yours. you take a deep breath before opening your mouth to speak again. “i, um, i used to cut myself,” you let out a soft groan as you hang your head down. it was much harder to admit out loud, you’ve come to realize, and the next thing you know there are tears falling down your eyes. felix immediately wraps his arms around you to pull you into his bare chest. you feel him rubbing circles on your back as your chest continued to heave. what a mood kill, you think to yourself.

after a while, you pull away and he cups your cheeks, forcing you to face and look at him. he uses his thumbs to brush away the tears that were still in the edges of your eyes and you fight the urge to cry again. he looks at you fondly before moving in and pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. “i’m proud of you,” he breathes against your skin, “for having the courage to tell me.” you close your eyes at his words, letting them wrap their arms around your body. this wasn’t the reaction you were expecting, but it was already better than anything you ever imagined.

“you’re brave. you don’t have to hide from me, princess,” felix mumbles, pecking your forehead once more. you shudder at the gentleness of his actions, but this was felix. you didn’t know what else you expected from your loving boyfriend.

“i love you all the same.”

you smile at his words, sniffling and open your eyes, his brown ones staring right back at you. you find yourself falling even deeper for him and you can’t complain. “hey,” he greets playfully.

“hey,” you whisper back, moving in to kiss his lips for the nth time tonight. you still couldn’t get enough of him, even after all this time and you couldn’t believe that this man, out of all of them, fell right into your lap.

felix gently urges you to lie back down on the bed by leaning into you as your lips both continued to move. it was soft and sweet, like everything in your relationship. he has always been careful and gentle with you and you can’t help but wonder if that’ll change after this night together with him. the thought makes you giddy, giggling on his lips as you feel your back hit the mattress again.

“wait,” felix says as he pulls away, “you still want this right?” you nod at his words, reaching out to caress his cheek. “i need you to say it, sweetheart.”

“yes, felix, i still want this,” you whisper shakily, opening your legs again to invite him back in. he settles in between them again and you smile as you feel him hardening in his sweatpants.

“100%. i’m all yours tonight.”

felix’s pupils dilate as he hears you and he latches his lips on your neck. whatever nervousness you had before this is now gone and has been replaced with thoughts of felix and how good he was at pleasuring you without even doing anything yet. you feel him chuckle when you absentmindedly buck your hips up into his. you blush.

“patience, my love. we have all night,” felix mumbles against your skin. his lips travel down from your neck to your chest. your eyes flutter close, breathing becoming heavier as you realize fully what you got yourself into and how much you want it. he tugs on your shirt and you nod. he carefully pulls it over your head, putting the shirt down somewhere on the bed. felix looks back down at you and you watch as his eyes trail down to your chest. you’ve never felt so exposed in your life, but somehow, it feels right.

“beautiful.”

before you could respond, felix’s lips are on your chest, cupping one breast in his hand, while the other is on your hip. you sigh his name out and you feel him smile against your skin. your skin was burning, yet you yearned for more. you find yourself bucking your hips up again, but this time, felix uses his other hand to keep your hips grounded.

you whimper in response. his hand on your breast moves to your back, unclasping your bra. you gasp as you feel the cold air hit your nipples and you giggle nervously. “you do that well,” you tease. felix’s eyes gaze up to you, slightly hooded.

“i practice,” he jokes, winking at you briefly, and you let out a soft snort. practice, the word rings in your mind as you feel his lips around your nipple. you moan when he wraps his lips around your nipple, his tongue gently swirling it around. you close your eyes and you feel his eyes on you.

“do you feel good?” felix asks, voice pitched lower than usual, as he removes his mouth on your nipple. if you were strong enough right now, you would smack the back of his head. you open your eyes to playfully glare at him. he removes the hand on your hip to raise it up in mock surrender. he laughs, eyes crinkling at the sides. “alright, i’ll keep doing it.”

“thank you,” you breathe out dramatically, putting your head down on the pillow behind you. your back slightly arches when he moves his lips to your other nipple, giving it the same attention as your other one. goosebumps rise on your skin when he gently pushes your breasts together to give them soft kisses. you sigh his name and he smiles.

“you’re always so beautiful, y/n,” felix praises, moving down further on your body. your core pulses ever so slightly and you realize how much you wanted this even if self-doubt start to fill your head again. you gather the courage to look down at him while he presses soft kisses on your stomach, teasingly staying there. felix gazes up again, eyes meeting yours. you bite your lip and he chuckles.

“you’re nervous,” he mumbles.

“of course i am,” you answer. felix shakes his head as he hooks his thumb in the waistband of your shorts again and your breath hitches when he slowly pulls them down. “you seem to know what you’re doing, love,” you shakily state.

“i practice,” felix repeats, giggling softly as he leans back up to remove your shorts fully. he softly groans at the sight of you and you try to cover yourself up.

“no, sweetheart,” felix whines, leaning back down to stop you from covering yourself, “you’re perfect.” you hum at his words, goosebumps returning to your skin as he moves down to stay in between your thighs. there, you realize he sees your scars, his long fingers tracing them.

“these look like battle scars,” he jokes. you were about to respond, but he cuts you off with soft kisses to the scars you hid for so long. “don’t be ashamed of them,” felix murmurs and you sigh. something erupts in your chest and you find yourself crying again. why did you ever feel that the scars were something to be ashamed off? why did you ever think that felix will look at you differently? he’s proven time and time again that he’s in love with you and nothing will change that. you put your arm over you eyes as the tears continue to flow. felix continues to kiss them, moving closer to your core with every kiss.

“these just tell me how strong you are,” felix continues and you let out a small moan in response. “just,” he pauses to raise his head up to look at you. you remove your arm on your eyes as you lock eyes with him. “promise me you won’t do this to yourself again.”

you bite your lip, sniffling softly as you nod. “i promise.”

felix grins, leaning back down to press a soft kiss on your clit as a form of reward. you gasp, head falling back to the pillow as your hand reaches out to grip his hair. “my strong princess,” felix mutters against your clit. the vibrations from his voice travel all over your body and you shudder, hand gripping his hair tighter. he kisses your scars one last time before focusing on your clothed clit again.

“god, you smell so sweet, my princess. i wonder how you taste.”

your mouth falls open when he moves your panties to the side, pressing another soft kiss on your clit. felix groans and the vibrations from it make your legs open wider. you never knew how good his lips felt on your nub until you actually felt it moving against you. sure, you’ve imagined it before, but nothing could have prepared you for how well he did it and how it took you to heaven and back.

“you’ve been hiding this from me?” felix teases, voice now in its lowest. you try to giggle as a blush forms on your cheeks, but only a moan leaves you as he continues to move his lips on your clit, sucking on it lightly when he gets the chance to. you feel his fingers making its way to where you wanted him most. your grip on his hair loosens as your hand starts to shake. this shouldn’t feel this good. he wasn’t even doing anything that intense, yet you already feel a knot in your stomach forming. you don’t know if you’re supposed to be mad about how good felix was already making you feel with his lips.

you breathe his name out when he removes his lips from your clit. felix wets his finger by sucking on it before looking back up at you.

“you ready?”

“ready as i’ll ever be,” you whisper. felix nods, inserting a finger into you. both of you groan, your free hand gripping the sheets beside you. it burned, but felix stops halfway through to let you adjust to his finger. you couldn’t believe this was happening, but here you were, legs spread open with lee felix in between them, and his finger halfway inside you.

“move,” you gasp and felix obliges. he thrusts his finger in slowly, making sure you’re fully adjusted before increasing his speed. you feel yourself get wetter when he attaches his lips on your clit again. he catches you off guard when he licks a long stripe up to your clit. your back arches, eyes closing as his finger continues to move inside you. when your back settles on the bed again, you open one eye lazily to look down at him.

the sight takes your breath away. felix’s eyes were closed as well, his actions interchanging between sucking your clit with his lips and lapping your folds with his tongue. he was beautiful like this and you find yourself calling out to him. felix opens his eyes, tilting his head as he pulls away from your cunt, finger slightly slowing down.

“another, please,” you beg softly. felix blinks at your request as if not fully comprehending it at first. he pulls his finger out and you find your walls clenching at nothing. he sucks two fingers before plunging them in you slowly. you moan his name and he chuckles against your clit.

“you’re doing well, sweetheart,” he praises, his mouth resuming its actions on your clit. you find yourself wanting more, his two fingers not filling you up as much as you wanted. a blush forms on your cheeks again as you realize what that meant. you wanted his cock, knowing that you were ready for it. the thought makes you wetter as his fingers continue to move inside you. he curves his fingers and you whimper.

“you’re getting tighter,” felix mumbles. “you want to cum on my fingers, princess?”

you moan out a yes, tears threatening to spill from your eyes again as you start to get overwhelmed. this was going to be your first orgasm of the night and you know it won’t be the last. you cry out his name and a jumble of other words when you spill all over his fingers. your legs start to shake from the intensity of your first orgasm, with felix’s free hand on your lower stomach keeping you grounded. if this was how it felt every time, fuck, you were willing to do this with felix everyday. if he wanted to, that is.

felix thrusts his fingers slowly before pulling them out fully. you whine at the lack of contact, but he makes up for it when he presses his warm lips on the scars on your thighs again. “so beautiful, my princess,” felix hums as he pecks your clit one last time before coming back up to kiss your lips.

you moan into the kiss as you taste yourself on felix’s lips. you shakily reach down to tug on his sweatpants. he pulls away to gaze at your hand that’s trying to remove his sweatpants and he laughs softly. “they’ll come off in a second, princess.”

“i wanna suck you off,” you whine. felix raises an eyebrow before shaking his head.

“tonight’s all about you, baby. i can wait.”

“but—“

“no buts. let me take care of you tonight, okay?” you let out a sigh at his words before nodding. maybe after this he’ll let you, but for now, you were willing to let him do whatever he wanted to you. that’s how much you trusted your lover. you knew he would deliver and if he wanted to take care of you, you wouldn’t deny him of the opportunity.

felix reaches into his pocket to grab the box of condoms he brought as you sit up to slip your panties off. you look up at him and you laugh.

“do you bring condoms that way all the time?” you tease, giggling when he raises an eyebrow in confusion. “you should have brought only one.” felix shakes his head as he opens the box up to grab a condom packet.

“who said we needed only one for tonight?”

your eyes widen at his response and it was his turn to laugh. you reach up to smack his shoulder and he only laughs harder. “you’re such an asshole,” you huff playfully, leaning back down on the bed as he starts to pull down his sweatpants.

“you love me though,” felix hums nonchalantly. there he was, lee felix, wearing only his boxers as he kneeled in between your legs. the gap between the two of you was so little that you could feel the warmth of his member radiating on yours. your imagination ran wild, but nothing compared to when he pulled down his boxers. you gasp. you’ve felt him through his pants before, but you never thought he’d be this big. the head of his cock was red, precum staining it as it twitches with need. you swallow and for a second, worry coats his face and his shoulders tense up. “are you okay?”

you nod in response, feeling yourself getting wet again. “i just don’t know if you’ll fit, lix.” felix lets out a breath through his nose, shoulders relaxing. you cover your face with your hands as you blush profusely. you hear him opening the condom packet and you spread your fingers apart to get a look at him putting the condom on.

“trust me,” he reaches out to grab your wrists, gently pulling your hands away from your face. you shudder at the sight of him when you look down. he lets go of your wrists, a finger positioning itself under your chin to lift it up so your eyes meet. “you’ll be okay.”

“if it hurts, just tell me,” felix leans down to peck your lips and you whimper when he pulls away. he scrunches his eyebrows, amused, before lining himself up at your entrance. you hiss softly when he pushes the head in gently. this burn was different from the burn you felt when he used his fingers on you. this burn stung and he stops when the head enters you fully. you grip his shoulder as you bite your lip.

felix doesn’t tear his eyes away from you as he continues to push in as little as he could. as much as he wanted to feel good, his main priority was you and you couldn’t thank him enough. you throw your head back as he bottoms out, your walls opening up to accommodate felix’s cock inside you. he leans down to connect your lips together, the soft warmth of his lips serving as a direct contrast from the burn inside you. once he pulls away, he hangs his head down, your name falling from his lips as he feels your walls pulsing and adjusting to his length.

“are you okay?” felix asks. you nod as you feel the burn subsiding after a while. you tap his shoulder as a way to tell him to move, your words already failing you. felix uses his hands to support his weight as he puts them beside your head. he starts to move and it feels even better than you could have ever imagined. you grip his shoulder again as you feel yourself getting wetter by the minute.

“felix,” you sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck as he continues to thrust inside. he opens his eyes to look into yours. his eyes are dilated and you could tell he was holding back. nevertheless, his eyes held love in them and you knew that if ever you wanted to stop, he would gladly do so, no matter how good he feels. felix grips the headboard in front of him as he braces himself to go faster in you. he looks down to ask for your approval and you nod. the movement of his hips slow as he readies himself.

“let me make you feel good.”

you nod at his words, mouth going dry at the thought of what he might be planning.

felix already felt good at this pace, what more if he goes faster? you remove your arms from his neck, hands trailing down to his toned chest. he surprises you with a rough thrust and you gasp, his name rolling off your tongue. he thrusts again, his cock curving in you in a way that hits your spot perfectly. you let out a broken moan. you never believed in the concept of heaven, but being under felix might change your mind. the way he took care of you, the way he made you feel immaculate, makes you wonder if this was heaven itself.

felix picks up his pace, your head falling back to the pillow. you put your hands on his waist and you feel the goosebumps rise on his body once your hands make contact. he opens his eyes as he gives you a small smirk. you giggle breathlessly, a blush forming on your cheeks. even though he was on top of you, making you think and feel sinful things, he was still the man you fell in love with, a tease and way too cheeky for his own good. you fall into incoherent moans once again as he increases the speed of his hips, the sound of your skin meeting his echoing in the room.

“god baby,” felix groans, his pace slightly faltering, “you feel so good around me.” you let out a soft whine at his words, leaning to give him a rough kiss. he sloppily returns the kiss and when you pull away, his eyebrows scrunch as he focuses on the task at hand.

you’re moaning and crying out his name as your back arches from the bed. you feel the knot on your stomach forming again and you know you’re about to spill all over him for the second time tonight. you clench around felix and he moans brokenly.

“fuck,” he breathes out, “are you close?”

you nod, words not being enough to describe what you were feeling as of the moment. his name becomes a mantra to you as he continues to pound into your cunt. you reach up to grip at his hair, your name and a babble of his nicknames for you falling out of his mouth as he tries to get you where you needed to be.

“can you cum for me, princess?” he asks, slightly out of breath as you notice a bead of sweat falling down the side of his face.

“cum for me. please cum for me.”

felix pleads softly and before you know it, you’re screaming out his name as you feel your juices flow down his cock. felix grunts when you repeat his name over and over again, like you’ll end up forgetting it. if there was a heaven on earth, this was it. felix was sure of it and you felt the same way.

“you’re such a good girl for me, baby, fuck, you’re so good—“ felix rambles as he tries to reach his own high. “you’re so fucking good, fuck, fuck, fuck—“

lee felix ruined you tonight, but here he was, putting you back together again as he finishes inside you with a loud groan of your name. he leans back down into you to bury his face on your neck. both of your chests heave as you both try to catch your breath. you put a hand on his hair to stroke it and to remind him that you were still here with him. he presses a soft kiss on your neck before getting off of you to pull out.

you look at him and you realize that you want this forever, even though you felt as if you didn’t deserve it. if felix was willing to spend forever with you, you were in no position to say no because you wanted the same thing. he comes back to the bed to lay down next to you, both of your bodies sweaty from the events that just transpired. felix sheepishly grabs you and pulls you into him.

“did you feel good? was that good?” felix questions quietly. you sit up on your elbow to look at him, tilting your head with your eyebrows scrunched together. how could he ask that when he was the man that gave you everything in one night? how could he ask that when he made you cum twice during your first time?

“of course, it was good, lix,” you mumble, leaning over to press a kiss on the tip of his nose. “it was better than good, 100 times better than good. you were amazing,” you pepper kisses all over his face and he giggles, still keeping his arms around you. “how about you,” you whisper on his skin, “did you feel good?”

“yes,” he answers without hesitation, “of course, why wouldn’t i feel good?” you playfully shrug, lying back down on his shoulder. the two of you lay in silence as you both come down from your highs, the sound of your breathing filling the room. you look up and notice that he had his eyes closed. you tap his chest and his eyes open.

you remove yourself from his arms, leaning over to the bedside table to grab the box of condoms he brought with him. you playfully twist it around your hands before pretending to read what was written on it. you glance at him and you see that he’s watching you with confusion written all over his face.

“you want to make use of every single one in here?” you question and he lets out a surprised chuckle. “i mean, we might—“

before you could finish, he’s already pining you down on the bed. “we might as well,” he finishes the sentence for you and you smile at him cheekily.

“we might as well,” you repeat, biting your lip when felix grabs the box of condoms from your hands, opening it up again. it was a joke, but if felix actually decides to push through with it, you knew you’d be sore in the morning, but who cares when felix felt as good as he did? it would be embarrassing to admit, but you might already be addicted to him and everything he has to offer in bed. you watch as he opens a packet. your eyes widen, smacking his shoulder.

“i was kidding!” you laugh and felix shakes his head, cock already hard between his legs.

“i wasn’t.”

[btsxmalereaders]

Prompt: “It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.” - “Look who’s talking... just kidding, your jokes suck.”

Pairing: Bang Chan x male reader

Word Count: 0.7k

n/a: this SUCKS but i tried ok. i was supposed to post this for chan’s birthday and well... here we are. i still hope y’all like it TT

The laughter filled up the room for the nth time on the night. Empty plates and empty bottles of drinks alongside the table, the subtle melody of an unknown song playing in the background and everyone at the table too focused on the conversation to stop and listen to the environment sounds.

It was one of those days where finally everyone had a free spot on their tight agendas and could spend some time to share. This time, you, your boyfriend and your friends spend the night at a nearby restaurant after long weeks of not seeing each other.

To gather up was always probably the best thing that could happen to your busy life. Studies were always getting on your nerves, but spending some quality time with awesome people was actually relieving. Your friends could say the same, because whatever room you stepped in was filled with joy and relax. It was, probably, one of the things that Chris adored about you. No matter if you had a tough day, you'd always catch up with everyone with the brightest smile on your face. And that was also why everyone seemed so enthusiastic about hanging out with you.  

Chris would pout when they started joking, saying you should hang with them more often than spending time with him, and he would instinctively wrap his arms around you, keeping you close the entire night until going back to your shared apartment.

This night didn't feel so different to many others, you kept sharing memorable stories from ever since you all met, highlighting some others that occurred since the last time you reunited. What doesn't really change is how you come up with lots of things just to make them laugh uncontrollably; and to be honest, most of them were stupid dad jokes you learned from your family, but apparently that made your friends tear up and bend over from the pain on their abdomens.  

They all adored you, there was no doubt.  

Once the people in the restaurant started leaving and eventually the streets were getting emptier, you decided to go back home since most of you would have a busy day tomorrow; so, with hugs and hand waves, you said goodbye, promising to text constantly in the group chat and fix a date for the next meeting.

Chris grabs your hand and walks next to you with a big smile, occasionally looking at you fondly and making you blush in the way. Your apartment was just a few blocks away from the restaurant, and a walk under the dark and starry sky was really relaxing. He'd try to make some puns that only makes you slightly chuckle, but also make you feel incredibly in love with him that you can't help but stop on your tracks to quickly peck him on his lips.

Once you arrive to your apartment, you go to you room and grab your matching pajamas that he found online. A warm bath sounded good after a long and cold day.

You quickly take off your shirt and jeans while your boyfriend sits on the edge of the bed in front of you, not even hiding that grin on his face occasioned by watching you stripping.

"It's not fair that you're hot and funny." He sighs, making you laugh out loud.

“Look who’s talking,” You murmur, bending over to place another kiss, this time on his forehead. And before you could kiss him on the lips, you stop. “Just kidding, your jokes suck.”

Chris gasps at that, making a funny grin.  

"What did I do to have such a mean boyfriend?" He laughs and grabs your wrists, pulling you on his lap and taking advantage of that position to attack you with kisses all over your shoulders and neck. His hands travel all the way from your arms to your waist, positioning you on the bed and immediately attacking you with tickles, making you laugh even louder.  

"Wait! No- Chris- stop! Stop! You know... I can't." You say in-between laughs, gasping when the tickles don't seem to be over soon.

"Just say that I'm funny and I'll let you go."

"Never! I- Chris! I never lie."

That seems to motivate him and move his fingers all over your skin to the point it became harder to breath.  

"Ok-ay! Okay, okay, okay," You scream. "You're funny. You- you're the- funniest person on Earth. LET ME GO!"

Chris stops his movements to let you recover. He helps you to stand up and places a loud kiss on your cheek, bringing a hand up to wipe the tears on your cheeks.

“Wait for me in the bathroom, yeah?” He says and you nod. “You’re still the funniest and hottest person in this room.”

[wulfreine]

Shut Up and Dance (Chapter 01)

I’m trying to pick-up some of the stories that I haven’t finished yet so I’m re-posting this here. Honestly? This story was posted on FF.Net at the start of 2019 and yet I still haven’t finished this yet. I’ve got the general idea down but I can’t find the motivation to write. I initially thought that I can continue to write this when the pandemic started since I would probably have some spare time somehow but the stress from work has been crippling to say the least. I do hope I could get my muses back. I miss my old self.

Title: Shut Up and Dance

Pairing: Eustass Kid x Nami

Genre: Romance / AU

Word Count: 768

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or the characters, they belong to Eiichiro Oda.

"Luffy, let me go," I said sighing for the nth time.

"No way." I felt him tighten his hold on me.

"Let me go."

"No. Shishishi~"

"Luffy~" I whined.

He shifted a bit so I can sit comfortably in his lap. And yes, I'm currently situated in his lap for whatever reason he has when he suddenly pulled me.

"Why?" I finally asked.

"Because you're having too much fun," he answered over my shoulder. "You're not allowed to have too much fun when I'm not allowed to leave this booth." He pulled me closer to his chest and I could just imagine the sulky face he's probably wearing.

"BECAUSE-- you're probably gonna burn the club down with all the trouble that you'll be up to." I told him smugly.

He smirked at me, "And that's why you're gonna stay here with me, 'cuz as you told me before, 'Misery loves company'."

I turned in his grip so I can face him and play my cards. Puppy eyes and quivering lips ought to do the trick.

"Not gonna fall for that this time," he said grinning at me.

"But Luffy~" I whined burying my head in his shoulder, "That doesn't count when said company would be me."

"Yes it does, since company is still company. Be it you or someone else."

"You just said someone else, then choose somebody else to play chaperone."

"But I want you, Nami." Luffy said while wearing his signature grin.

"You said company is company. I'm getting Usopp to play babysitter." I said to him while trying to get up from his lap.

This was one of the few times that we managed to find a decent club these past few months. And I'm not planning to end it like the other times that we have to run away from a burning or collapsing building due to the fights and troubles started by my crewmates.

God knows how much I love these idiots and how willing I am to sacrifice my life for them, but can't a girl have one peaceful night to relax?!

"No," he said with determination. "I want you here. No. I need you here with me." He shifted in his sit and pulled me closer so that I'm flushed against him.

"You know," I said while burying my head in his neck, "If I thought that you have any inkling of romance in that brain of yours, I would've swooned on the spot. That line plus the gestures you're making would've melted any girl's heart if they didn't know you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, you idiot." She smiled fondly at her captain. "So-- how long are you planning on taking me hostage, anyways?"

"Until you allow me to leave this booth. Shishishi."

"You know I can't allow that right?," I sighed, propping up my chin on his shoulder. Looking around the club, I can already see the party is in full swing. The night has already started but the dancefloor is already packed.

"That's why you're here to keep me company."

"And that's why I keep telling you that I'll get Usopp. Wouldn't you want Usopp to tell you his stories? Like how he slayed a humongous seaking or how he freed an island of tiny people from the wicked clutches of a king?" I was gesturing with my hands trying to make it look exciting. We all know they're all fibs (if it's from Usopp) but Luffy gets so excited hearing them. And maybe, just maybe, he'll let go of me so I can join the party somehow.

"Already told you that won't work. You've been holed up on the library working on your maps for days. This is the first time you've had time outside and I want you to spend it with me." I could feel Luffy nuzzling my hair and tightening his hold more. Sighing, I just patted his hair that was not currently hidden by his famous straw hat.

How could I say no to that? Looks like I just have to accept the fact that I'll be staying like this all night. And this will be one hell of a long night.

[aja154ever]

Days with you

Warning: Takes on depression, suicidal thoughts

Personal notes at the end

Worry not, this is FLUFF! 😊

It’s one of those days.

Dazai wakes up to that feeling again and he knows it at once. 

He’s not one to look forward to waking up everyday anyway and in 23 years you can say that he’s already used to this feeling, but no, he still hates the feeling and for the nth time, he wished to just die already.

By the bright sun shining through the window and the cold sheets on the other side of the bed indicating the absence of another person, he knows it’s around 8AM already. But while his brain is unnecessarily working like mad, his body just wanted to be eaten up by the bed and the blanket.

“OY DAZAI! Get your ass up here. Don’t you have work today??”

He hears that familiar voice and somehow his lips turned up just a little bit, reminding him of one of the reasons why waking up hasn’t been bad for some days.

He groans in response, “Just five more hours please.” And he covers his face with the blanket.

“HAH? Even five more minutes wouldn’t be fine!”

He heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching.

“I’m so glad we aren’t working in the same organization anymore and I shouldn’t even be urging you to go to work anyway but-”

“Then don’t. Tsk.”

Chuuya’s eyes snapped open, “Don’t tsk me! YOU!” He took the blanket away from his partner and was met with Dazai’s annoyed look.

“Oy useless piece of-”

“Just leave me, Chuuya.”

Chuuya felt shivers down his spine as he took those blunt words along with his partner’s dark, icy eyes. Something clicked and Chuuya knew, it’s one of those days.

Dazai’s senses immediately told him that it may have sounded totally wrong as he witnessed the small one’s stunned expression.

“I mean, no, not that leaving, just…" 

He clears his throat, "Look, Chuuya… I just want to die.”

He stares straight at him, his eyebrows furrowed in all sincerity.

Chuuya swallows a lump on his throat as ocean eyes dared to stare back, his irked facade now gone. 

“I know.”

The brunette chuckles mockingly as he turns to look at the ceiling, “Well, of course you do. I mean, everyone does.”

“No.”

Dazai looked back as he lifts an eyebrow.

Ocean eyes softened. He takes a deep breath, “Dazai. I mean, I know.”

Dazai didn’t know how Chuuya’s eyes and words sent a sudden warmth inside him, like a tiny flame fighting the freezing coldness enveloped around him.

He understands.

Dazai closed his eyes. He wants to keep that warmth.

The next thing he felt was a weight on him as Chuuya plopped on top of him followed by arms wrapped around him as the small one nuzzled his face against his neck. Dazai opened his eyes as he felt the flame in him getting stronger.

They stayed silently like that for a few minutes, not one moving an inch. Until the redhead broke the silence, “I can’t take away all those negative thoughts on your dumb head,” he mumbles very softly that Dazai may have missed it if Chuuya’s mouth isn’t near his ear. “And even if I claim to understand, I cannot fully fathom your feelings.”

It’s nothing else but the truth. No matter how much Chuuya knows him, he can’t.

Chuuya pauses as he sighs, “But still, still. I just want you to know that… I’m here… as your partner or whatever. I’m not leaving.”

Dazai slowly wraps his arms around his partner. Chuuya then tightened his hold, “At least I can make you feel physically warm like this, right?”

Dazai just hummed in agreement. Not just physically? He thought.

“Dazai.” Chuuya clears his throat. “I… I…uhm…ah…” He trails off as he settles an argument inside his head.

(Come on Chuuya, say it. Damn it. Why do I have to? Argh, this is harder than expected. Wait, why did it come down to this. I was never prepared for this. Aaahhhh. Fuck. Shut up!)

All those thoughts yet Chuuya’s sweet heart is beating so fast as it wanted to explode just from one thing. He needs to let this out, tsk.

Chuuya pushes himself up, arms letting go of his partner as he pressed his palms on the pillow on both sides of Dazai’s face. Dazai’s questioning eyes looked back at him.

Chuuya shut his eyes as his eyebrows drew together.

“Fuck it, I just l-love you.”

Chuuya felt his cheeks burning and the only sound he can hear right now is his own heartbeat. The last part felt so foreign in his mouth, he almost ate his own words that he doesn’t know if they actually came out coherent. But with the man beneath him, the words felt oddly familiar at the same time.

After a moment of silence which seemed to last like eternity, Chuuya peeked his right eye open. He saw Dazai’s smile, that smile he knows is only meant for him.

His heart is still beating fast, yet somehow it feels like it has calmed down.

Dazai gently ran his thumb on Chuuya’s other eye to open it. Sets of sapphire and amber gems met. Now it seemed like the flame has completely burned the coldness away. It persisted to stay on his cheeks to match Chuuya’s.

Dazai snorts, which then persisted to become a full laughter.

“Oy! Don’t just laugh there!!” Chuuya says but no, he’d choose to see this face than the one Dazai had earlier.

“Ah, Chuuya.” He pants as he fights the laughter. “I can’t retort that. That’s too interesting.”

He stops laughing yet the smile just won’t go away.

“Thank you.”

Chuuya just nods as he shyly shifts his eyes away. It wasn’t an I love you too, but Dazai’s bright smile and sincere word of thanks were enough to carry that meaning. He smiled, glad that despite the embarrassment, he decided to let those words out.

Dazai cupped his partner’s cheek and tugged him fondly to seal their smiles together. He then pressed their foreheads against each other when they pulled away.

“Chuuya, somehow I think today’s not a good day to die.”

Personal notes: I don’t know how reading this would feel for an outsider, but today I woke up to one of those days. I hurriedly grabbed my laptop and started writing, because Soukoku fluff is my personal coping mechanism. This is one of my self-care methods, but then later on I might regret posting or sulk again for getting no feedback. 

Thanks for reading anyway! Hope you’re having a great day because my dear, you deserve it. 😘