#i just. sigh. the problem is Always me like i dont wanna come to this conclusion all the time but

[arolesbianism]

Yet another beautiful day to have the Maxwel tag blocked (can't see half of the posts in the Wendy tags)

[serejae]

I STILL WANNA BE YOUR FAVORITE BOY | C.HS

pairing ; vernon x reader

WHAT ! ; after rejecting his bestfriend vernon is left to ponder in what he lost, now its up to him whether to make things right

a/n ; i know ive been writing alot for vernon buttttttttt whos gonna fight me..😒

VERNON swore he didnt care, if anyone asked about you he shrugged it off. the news of you confessing to vernon wasn’t shocking to anyone, the way you two looked at eachother explained everything but the part that shocked them was when he said he rejected you.

“so what? you just rejected them?” dokyeom asked sitting in front of vernon on the floor as he laid on the couch. not bothering to look up from his phone, vernon shrugged

“yeah

i dont get the big deal everyones making out of it”

“the big deal is that we all know you like them and we’re trying to protect you from regretting anything” dokyeom sighed. all he got back ad a response was a light chuckle from guy sitting on the couch. “i’ll be fine, you guys dont need to be so worried about the decisions i make”

“what if you regret it?”

he looked away from his phone for a second and thought before shaking his head.

“nah”

nah

nah

nah

now vernon was sitting at his dining table with his now cold mac n cheese infront of him. the word “nah” was constantly repeating in his hand like a broken record trying to overpower dokyeom words of regret, because maybe he was right

and vernon hated to admit it

that he had fell for his bestfriend

and especially when he rejected them first and was now feeling something about them going on a date with another person

it was weird, normally you’d stay for dinner and afterwards you both would cuddle onnthe couch while watching a movie (always of your choice) to digest, then go cuddle in bed and go to sleep. (with the many years of knowing eachother and getting comfortable with one another) its no surprise you fell for him, and he fell for you too

so it was like something, or someone…was missing tonight

the table was too quiet, too much room, he didnt like it, at all.

but vernon was too selfless for his own good to stop you now. you’re already hurt by him, so why would you want someone like him to come back to your life again?

closing his eyes, he rubs his temples as he thinkings about what happened that day. he didnt think you deserved someone like him the day you confessed to him

-

“just tell me who you like” vernon stretched out his words as he leaned towards you trying to bother you

shaking your head as you laughed, you tried to push him off but he was too persistent in bothering you

“cmon, ill help you” he said trying to convince you to at least give him a hint

“would you?”

vernon nodded his head quickly hoping your answer would be him, but why when it wss did he reject you?

“i like you”

he paused feeling his heart quicken, and out of adrenaline

“im sorry, i dont like you”

-

in his defense, the idea is much scarier than the reality. the moment he said yes, you would be stuck with him and his problems. so not wanting to hurt you he rejected you

so now why were you and him hurting?

the cold mac n cheese was now stored in the fridge as he lost his appetite thinking of you doing the same stuff you did with him to other people, let alone go on a date.

he wish he could change something about this.

so thats when it clicked

he can

grabbing a sweater and putting on his shoes he ran to his car trying to get their as soon as possible

-

well, the reality is much scarier than the idea because hes been standing outside your door for 10 minutes walking in circles while simultaneously looking around to see if any cars were pulling up to your drive way indicating your date

even then, if they did show up what was he gonna do?

beat them up?

well, maybe not.

but before they arrived and swooned your heart away, vernon hoped deep down that your heart still belonged to him.

as selfish as it sounded, maybe vernon needed to be selfish to get this one thing he wants

to be your favorite boy

not some random person.

so before his time was up he knocked on your door

and within seconds you opened it, looking as shocked as he did.

and his first words to you? (rather sighed knowing dokyeom was right)

“i still wanna be your favorite boy”

[rafeandonlyrafe]

pheromones

words: 1.1k

warnings: 18+ only! smut, male receiving oral, idk if this is a warning but talk about his soft penis???

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“ive missed you so so much.” you tell rafe, arms wrapped around his shoulders, your face stuck into his neck, inhaling his scent that you've been devoid of all day.

“missed you too baby.” rafe rubs his hands over your back before picking you up, letting your legs cross over his waist while his hands grip your bum to hold you up as he walks into the kitchen, setting you down on the countertop.

“how was work?” you hum, not really interested in how his day went, you're too distracted by his smooth deep voice and the way his hands move as he prepared a sandwich for himself, always needing a little something to eat after he gets home from a long day.

“baby, are you even listening?” rafe questions, making your eyes shoot up to his face as he takes a bite of his sandwich.

you blush, knowing you've been caught. “im sorry.”

rafe laughs gently, moving between your legs as he finishes his sandwich, letting you pet your hands all over him, his thickly muscled arms, smooth planes of his cheeks, and wide strong chest.

you lean in once he finishes the sandwich, pressing your nose against his chest and inhaling, the unique scent of musk filling your head.

“come here.” rafe hums, hands coming to cup your jaw, tilting your head up to press a strong kiss against your lips. you immediately deepen it, tilting your head and pressing your chest against rafes as your mouth works against his.

rafe pulls away far too early for your liking, making you whine.

“oh shush baby.” rafe says, but the smile on his face shows that he's not mad at all, even if you are being a little bratty. “im gonna go shower.”

“nooo.” you grip onto his hand as he starts to move away.

“no?” rafe questions.

you sigh. you obviously have no problem with rafe being clean, but you also hate that the shower removes his natural scent, replacing it with whatever body wash you currently have in stock. it's an artificial scent, and while still good, it's nothing compared to rafes natural odor after all of that has worn off.

“i wanna suck you.” you simply say, sliding off the counter and onto your knees.

rafe smiles down at you, his hand coming to pet your cheek. “you're a desperate little thing, arent you?” rafe questions, and you're worried he's going to deny you, but he just takes your hand and helps you stand. “i don't want you to bruise your knees on the tile when we have that event on friday. you can suck me off in the living room.”

rafe leads you onto the carpeted floor, much softer so your skin wouldn't turn purple. you slide to your knees again, hands immediately coming to his pants, working the button and zipper open before tugging them down. rafe places his hands on his hips, looking down at you as you grip the band of his underwear, pulling it down to his knees next.

rafes cock is still soft, making you smile. you love when you get to bring him to hardness. you dont waste any time touching with your hands, wanting him in your mouth immediately.

when rafe is soft it's the only time you can fit him comfortably inside of your mouth. you take a deep breath of his scent, so intoxicating your mouth waters as you suck on his soft dick, your eyes rolling back in your head at the smooth pliable skin, tongue rubbing over his length.

“my pretty girl just couldn't resist, huh?” rafe questions, hands smoothing over your hair as he looks down at you, a loving gaze in his eyes despite the lewd nature of your actions.

“i love when your cock is soft like this.” you hum, licking over the shaft as it hardens under your tongue.

“you like it soft?” rafe laughs, hand gripping your hair as he guides your teasing kisses back to the head of his cock. you seperate your lips, taking it back into his mouth.

“mhm.” you nod, humming around his cock, your hand coming to grip the base of his length, stroking as you continue to suckle on the head. 

“but what about all the things i can do to you when im hard?” rafe questions, groaning when you pull off to answer, but your hand quickly makes up for it as you grip his now hardened length.

“i love that too, obviously. it's just so cute all soft.” you smile gently, looking at his cock lovingly.

“you are silly, babygirl.” rafe says, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead.

“i just love everything about you. everything about you is hot and cute and adorable and sexy and-”

“baby.” rafe cuts off your rambling, looking down at you expectantly. “you were sucking me off.”

“oh right, sorry!” you giggle, making up for the lapse in blowing him by taking his cock as deeply down your throat as you can, bobbing your head immediately, closing your eyes to concentrate on making him cum as quickly as possible, needing his flavor on your tongue.

“your mouth is spectacular.” rafe groans, hands gripping your hair, guiding you up and down his cock, knowing exactly how deep he can press before it's too much for you.

you pull off to blink up at rafe. “spectacular? really?” you giggle.

“shut up.” rafe groans, rolling his eyes with a smile playing at his lips. he shoves you back onto his cock, now beginning to thrust his hips as well to meet you, not caring when you cough or gag slightly.

“gonna cum in your mouth.” rafe says, and you nod slightly, humming around his cock as he continues fucking into your awaiting mouth. you suck as deeply as you can, anxious for his warm seed to spread along your tongue.

rafe releases with a groan, pushing his cock down your throat for the first couple spurts before pulling back, letting you suckle on the head of his cock while licking out every drop that you can.

you pull away to stick your tongue out for rafe, letting him see the mess of cum on your tongue before nodding to let you swallow it, which you do happily.

“can i go shower now baby?” rafe asks, helping you stand up as you stretch out your sore legs, but no bruises grace your knees.

“if i can shower with you.” you say, not ready to part from your boyfriend yet.

“if i can fuck you in the shower.” rafe says, laughing when you nod enthusiastically.

[slxtarchive]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 … you found babysitting your neighbor sam’s daughter much more enjoyable than you anticipated …

✦ … from mr. golbach

hi yn, it’s sam. by any chance could you come over and babysit libby for a little bit? possibly until midnight, a work meeting came up. i’d really appreciate it. let me know.

you looked at the message, quickly replying back with a ‘for sure’ before packing a small bag. you and sam had been neighbors for almost a year now and you had occasionally helped him out by watching his daughter if he ever needed help.

you walked over toward his house internally looking forward to seeing his daughter again. she was super cute just like how any two year old was. you had also thought about seeing sam too. you didn’t really realize it but you had grown really fond of sam.

the way he carried himself always trying to be the best for his daughter. the way he was so polite and respectful towards you. you sighed just thinking about seeing him right now.

you shook away your thoughts as you finally found yourself in front of his door. you put your hair behind your ear moving it out of the way as you knocked on the door.

like lightning speed you saw sam open the door and give you a polite smile. “hey, thank you for coming on short notice.” he moved to the side to let you walk in.

your heart was beating out of your chest. “yeah its no problem. i dont usually work saturdays.” you smiled walking inside his house taking a look around before turning toward sam.

he closed the door behind and escorted you to the living room. “okay so libby is taking a nap right now in her room but she should wake within the next hour or so.” he looked over at the fridge. “take whatever you need of course. my house is your home.” he licked his bottom lip before scanning you up and down so quickly you doubted if he actually did it.

you gulped before nodding. “thank you.”

he nodded before grabbing his keys and heading toward the door. “you can always give me a call if anything, alright?”

you set your bag down and nodded watching him walk out of the house, close the door, and lock it.

you sighed thinking about your interaction. yn don’t even think about it, he’s a father! you told yourself.

you couldn’t help the way your legs felt like jello around him. his mature attitude and pretty face. his sculpted body… the way he moved, displaying his muscles and toned lines. the nurturing way he took care of his daughter but then the way he would just call you up so that he could take time for himself at the gym.

you don’t know what the case was but that it intrigued you.

you pulled yourself out of your thoughts going to check on libby. she was still asleep so you decided to just sit beside her until she woke.

it was pretty tame the rest of the night. no trouble at all with libby. she woke up and you just played with her the whole time. you always found it easy to entertain her and yourself.

it was about to hit 12 am when you had finally set libby down to sleep and got slightly startled when you heard the front door open. you then relaxed knowing it was sam so you started tidying up libby’s toys placing them back in her toy box when you felt his presence behind you. “is she asleep?”

you turned around and nodded putting the last of her toys in the box before getting up and switching on the baby monitor. you then tiptoed out of the room and closed the door slightly.

you finally turned to see an exhausted sam with a lazy smile. “thank you so much yn. i don’t know what id do without you.” he ran hands through his hair and walked toward the stairs than toward the kitchen.

you waved him off following behind him. “it’s honesty no problem. she’s an angel.”

he nodded in agreement before glancing at the clock. “i’m back earlier than i thought. wanna stick around for a drink maybe?” his voice wavered but you ignored it. “i could open a bottle of wine if you’d like? seems only fair, you’ve been here all evening.”

you hesitated before nodding. “yeah sure, that would be lovely thank you.”

he smiled internally grateful you took him up on his opportunity. he poured two glasses of wine before passing one toward you. you grabbed it thanking him before following to where he was headed.

he strolled to the living room switching on the baby monitor before sitting on the couch and patting the spot beside him.

you sat a good distance away from him feeling a bit nervous. you and sam had never actually taken the time to talk or speak to him in a setting where it was just you two with no rush or no where to be but like lightning speed, the conversation had a flow instantly.

sam started talking about the challenges of being a single parent and how it’s difficult not having a motherly figure there in libby’s life. you listened intently making sure to make him feel like what he was saying was important because it was.

then, he asked you about your life. about what you like to do, what you’re doing right now, and your future plans. you told him pretty much everything. letting yourself spill every detail because for some reason you felt so safe with sam. you didn’t know why but all you knew was that you felt you could tell him anything and he would understand and make you feel heard.

at one point, sam looked at the clock and it had been almost 2 hours of you talking and getting to know each other. “oh shit.. it’s really late.”

you widened your eyes. “oh my gosh — im so sorry. i didn’t realize.” you said quietly wondering how has it been that long when it felt so short.

he shook his head laughing. “it’s okay i… i haven’t talked to someone like — truly had a real conversation in a while. it’s … really nice.” he made direct eye contact with you with a little glimmer in his eyes. his eyes were so beautiful. you felt entranced.

you returned the smile. “i’m really glad because i feel the same way.” you tried not to make your tone sound so… in love but you hardly succeeded.

it didn’t help that sam had spoken up again bringing you butterflies. “you know yn, i don’t think i’ve ever told you this but you’ve been such a huge help — more than i think you’re aware of.”

you didnt know if it was because you were slightly tipsy but you swore his drunken eyes looked at your lips for a few seconds. you tried to shake it off speaking faster than your mind could register. “well, i’m so happy to help, really. i.. i love being with libby and — well, you.”

as soon as you said that you felt stupid. why did you even say that, yn! oh gosh…

the room felt still and so quiet. the feel of the room was no longer as it was. it changed. you thought it changed for the worse until sam reached out and tucked your hair behind your ear like you had always had to do. “i like being here with you too.” his voice came out as a whisper. so soft and sultry you were practically drunk on him.

your voice hitched when you saw him move closer. the tension thick and undeniable now. your heart began to race rapidly while the space in between you both was disappearing by the second.

as you both were centimeters away from connecting your lips he spoke up. “i should thank you properly.” he whispered, his left hand on the coach and his right hand making its way toward the side of your face and neck itching to pull you closer. “if you’ll allow me of course.”

it was like he was waiting for some confirmation and you quickly obliged. “be my guest.” the words came out breathlessly.

that was all he needed before he leaned forward closing the distance between you both claiming your lips. it was soft and gentle at first but the longer it went on the more harsh and passionate it became. he was leaning forward practically pushing you down on the couch craving that dominance.

his hands roamed all over your body wanting to memorize everything about you. you couldn’t believe what was happening. it was like you were living a fever dream.

as fast as he kissed you, his lips left yours and started trailing toward your cheeks and down your neck. his breathing was heavy as he kept going lifting up your shirt and kissing your stomach.

you grabbed his hair loving the feeling of his warm lips in your skin. he grinned at the rough touch. “keep doin’ that.” he groaned, moving further and further. “can i make you feel good? for being so helpful?”

the way he looked up at you with those fuck me eyes had you practically wanting to beg but all you did was nod. “yes… yes.”

he licked his lips tugging on the sweats you wore. “m’gonna take of your clothes, m’kay?” you gulped, nodding nervously still mind blown that this was actually happening.

he pulled your sweats off slowly discarding them and tossing the em to the floor before moving to your underwear. he pressed to fingers directly on your center catching you off guard. you jumped with a moan as he kept that pressure there. “so wet.” he whispered through the dark — the only thing lighting up the area was the lamp on the end table behind you giving you a angelic view of sam’s face.

he wasted no time pulling the cotton covering hour center to the side and giving you a small kitten lick. your legs instinctively closed around his head feeling that small bit of pleasure. sam loved how you reacted to his touch because it gave him an opportunity to move his hands so that he had to forcefully spread your legs open.

he kept his hands there until he realized he’d have to fully remove your underwear. he tutted, “now i gotta take this off.. gotta be a good girl for me so i can be the best for you. can you do that?” the tone in his voice making you want to arch your back.

you tugged your underwear down before sam replaced your hands and pulled it down for you. he disregarded them and threw them where he tossed your sweats. finally he was able to nudge your thighs apart your pretty pussy. “can’t wait to taste you.” he muttered getting closer and closer.

you felt his breath as he spoke against your pussy. he then blew air from his mouth on your clit watching how you clenched and bucked your hips up. a little whine escape your perfect lips causing his dick to twitch. “wanted this for so long.” he whispered to himself. you barely registered what he said before he wrapped his lips around your clit using his tongue to gently nudge it in circles.

the grip you had on his hair grew tighter as the pleasure made your thighs slightly shake. he was really good at this.

he kept this up for a good minute bringing you closer and closer to that edge when you saw his hand move from your thigh to your center. he swirled his middle finger in your arousal before smearing it all over your clit and licking it off.

you moaned at the sight scooting yourself further toward him wanting more of his touch. he smiled at how needy you’ve become giving you exactly what you wanted but a bit more.

he inserted his finger inside you slowly pumping it in and out while also keeping up his tongue on your clit. you pushed his hair back wanting to see him as he pleasure you. you bit your lip as he pushed another finger into you. “y-yes… fuck.” you whimpered, feeling your abdomen tighten. he was doing so good your eyes began to water.

you had become so overwhelmed to the point where you found yourself grinding against his tongue. his hand clenched around your thigh as he picked up the pace of his fingers. “how bad do you need to cum, baby? God, you taste so good.”

your eyes were furrowing and you fought the urge to close your eyes. “need it so bad…” you pressed your lips, feeling his tongue on your clit become so overstimulating. that rubber band in your stomach desperately wanting to snap. “please please please.” you moaned repeatedly.

he sucked your clit into his mouth harshly not slowing his fingers down at all, that alone sending you over the edge. “holy shit!” you threw your head back as your orgasm completely crashed into you catching you off guard.

although sam knew you had finally reached your orgasm, he refused to stop his antics. he hadn’t had enough of you. he was drunk on you. “can’t stop, jus’ taste so fuckin’ good.” he moved his mouth all over, loving how he had writhing beneath him.

you felt the overstimulation get to you causing those tears to spill. “fuck — too much sam! oh shit …” you tried to push his head away but he gripped your legs open.

the pornographic noises eliciting another orgasm from you. “hurts so fucking good.” you groaned, feeling yourself reaching your next peak.

“c’mon, gimme another one, baby. cum on my tongue.” he groaned against your lower lips.

you shook your head squeezing your eyes shut as his words drove you to that edge. your legs shook and tried closing around his head as you came. you felt hot and dizzy as that wave of ecstasy washed over you. your back arched as you tried pushing away from him.

he had a shit-eating grin on his face as he spoke. “goood girl.” he talked you through. “that’s it… that’s it.” he slowed down his actions wanting to smooth the process of you calming down from the orgasm.

after a few seconds, he smiled up at you crawling back up your body. “tell me you’ll let me do that again…” he begged. you raised your brows in surprise. “after i take you to dinner?” he proposed.

you tried to hide your smile failing miserably. “are you saying you’d like to see me outside of babysitting?”

he laughed kissing your neck lightly before pulling away. “been wanting to since i saw ya.”

“that makes me happy to hear.” you grinned.

© slxtarchive

[mintys-playarea]

RUGGIE B. W A DUNCE! PLAYING! LOVER!

You had no idea how you were able to get a man such as him to fall in love with you. He was clever, sweet, a great cook, and an absolute cutie... Ruggie was yours and you were his!

You had many flaws. You weren't very smart, you had tendencies to mess with people... The list could go on. Yet he still loved you.

It was a cool, autumn day. Warm colored leaves fell from trees, leaving the courtyard a blend of reds, browns and oranges. There were plenty students walking and talking happily along with one another, the smell of pumpkin spice wafting in the air. Though you were relatively uninterested before... A particular student has caught your eyes. It was none other than the Azul Ashengrotto walking around, promoting his most recent sale for the Mostro Lounge... This was the perfect opportunity.

The leaves crunched beneath your shoes as you tapped his leg, your icy cold hands sneaking up his pant leg and touching his warm calf. He shivered with a loud yelp, immediately turning around to find no one there. You were hiding behind a nearby tree. You weren't hidden well of course, but Azul couldn't see you. He shook his head, sighing and brushing it off as the wind. As he continued to promote the sale, you snuck up on him again. You tapped his leg the same way as before, except... You weren't fast enough this time. He kicked you and hoisted you up with stern eyes.

"Do you understand how disrespectful you are?!" Azul screeched. He clearly disliked getting his legs touched like that.

You sputtered trying to come up with an excuse, panicking as you see the Leech twins starting to come into view. You squirmed as Azul held still and started walking.

"Excuse me boys, but may you help hand out flyers for me as i return this rascal to their owner? They were very disrupting to me, we wouldn't want that happening with to another," Azul had a slight pout as he continued walking. He muttered something to himself quietly before going into the Savannaclaw mirror.

Leona sighed as he saw Azul waltz up to him. "And how am i responsible for the herbivore??" He said with a tired look.

"Well, aren't they always over here? I'd assume it's because they have something with you?" Azul responded, almost annoyed with the fact he had to speak with Leona.

"No... You'd have to find Ruggie. He's— Right here," Leona groaned before returning to his room.

"Oh, hey there Az! Whatcha doin' here? And why do ya got lovebug there?" Ruggie commented on you being carried by Azul like a critter he finds dirty.

"I found.. er.. Lovebug messing with me during my promotion for the new Mostro Lounge sale... So you're the one taking care of.. this thing?"

"Aye, they're person, you know! Not just a 'thing.' But yes, i am in charge of taking care of Lovebug."

"I'll just hand them over already... You should really keep a watch on them. They're probably going to cause a big problem if you dont." Azul shook his head before leaving Savannaclaw finally.

"So... Lovebug, what was that about?"

You pulled out a to-go box of fresh food. Food you stole from Azul. A goofy smile spread across your face.

"Ahh... I see! I've trained you well... You deserve a treat for that!" Ruggie smiled along with you, bringing you into the kitchen.

"I know ya may not be tha brightest sometimes, but you're a sneaky lil' thang fo'sho! Here, ya wanna help bake some cookies to go with that meal?"

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

TAGS!!: @cheezy-moon

A little note on how the tagging system works:

If I know you like a character and I end up writing for it, I'll tag you in it (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

Also, I have no clue what to put for name replacements so... I'll just do pet names! :D also I wanted to keep this in second person, but I kept it gn when I had to use the pronouns (*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀*⁠)

I also forgot how the mirrors work (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) and I gave ruggie a special way of talking! I like writing him speak like that :3

[nmakii]

maki i beg you to write rin and s/o that also has sibling issues.. like not the "oh my sibling also left me lolol" issues like.. they're always gonna be in their sibling's shadow no matter what they do.. and their sibling absolutely hates their guts.. please..

I THINK I’VE SEEN THIS FILM BEFORE

— rin itoshi x reader with sibling issues

on behalf of older siblings, i side with sae :x

— rin itoshi

rins having one of those moments where he’s rethinking everything,,, like, he starts rethinking all about the times he’s been harsh to you. lowk start feeling bad :x

he’d try to be nicer. keyword: try. if you’re doing something braindead stupid, hes still gonna call you out hahaha

he’ll be more encouraging—ish… whenever you’re half-assing something (like example studies…), he wont be as harsh as he is with like bachira and the top 3… he’d go like “cmon… you know how to solve this. …do you need a hint..?”

and if on the very un-rare occasion, you do something that pisses him off, he would… do nothing! i know, shocking. he lobs u after all <3

this is only like… 1/4 because he feels bad for you and how your family’s treated you, and 3/4 because he wants to become the person he wanted sae to be.

hehe its actually pretty healing for the both of you. sometimes if the atmosphere is light and kind enough, you might even get him to smile a little bit :x <3

12:45. and you and rin were still up, studying for your math exam tomorrow.

“ugh..! i cant do it, rin. i don’t get it! y’know what? ill just fail..!” you frown, head in your hands. rin sighs. he really wanted to go to sleep, but he promised you that he’d help you prepare, and he has to follow through.

“d—ugh… dont be negative. i know you’ll be able to pass.” he pats you on the head. “do you wanna… review the concepts one more time, and solve one more problem before bed? i can help you study one more time in the library, okay?” he offered.

“mm… i need a breakkk..!” you groan. a break would mean having to stay up later… “i… fine… i need a break too…” rin groans. “..! what the hell does that mean..?!” you lash out at him, face pouty with a frown.

“…im joking. but, i am getting tired…” he says. he takes note of your guilty face. “i… sorry for keeping you up, rin… after this, you can sleep…”

fuck.

that face was making him feel guilty. “i didn’t mean it like that. im just saying its late, and you need to sleep early if you want your brain functioning.” he rested his hand on your shoulder. “cmon, let’s take a five-minute break and get back to this. okay?”

you nodded.

1:36. you were finally done, and much more confident than you were an hour ago. “yes, i got it!” you cheered. rin’s lips curled up at your enthusiasm. “it’s late now. get plenty of rest, okay? don’t panic, and just do your best.” he says.

you look at him like a child at their new pet; full of adoration and affection. you quickly ambush him with a tight hug, causing rin to wheeze out, the air in his lungs being kicked out in an instant. “ack..! ghh..! l..let me go…” rin heaves.

eventually, you do let go, choosing to move to a looser hug around his neck. “thank you, rin…” you smile. something in your gratitude stirs rin’s heart. as if the past was gone, and all that was left was the future.

“i..it’s no problem, okay? just go rest already, you need sleep…” his words and body language conflicting; his words pushing you away, and his hands pulling you closer as his lips find the crown of your head. he reluctantly lets you go sooner or later and helps you to clean up the various papers and textbooks.

as rin puts away his belongings, you cuddle up with him. “my favorite private tutor…” you snicker. rin rolls his eyes. “private tutor? that implies im getting paid to do this for you…” he frowns. “what?! my payment is my love for you..! isn’t that enough..?!” you argue back.

rin tried to hide the laugh that comes from his throat, but it’s quite obvious from the smile on his face. “…fine, i guess so. but, a little more loving wouldn’t hurt either.”

[femaholicc]

—ㅤ꒰ྀིㅤ High Heels | a.arlert

Pairing: Armin Alert x fem! reader ( it is implied that reader is black)

Synopsis: Based off of my best friend armin drabble, read here for more context. Reader comes over to check and see if armin finished her homework as she so kindly(kind?) asked but ends up with more than just some papers.

Warnings: ୨ৎ 2.4k. fem black reader , lowercase intended on some parts, dry humping/grinding, she/ her pronouns, black coded , girly reader , sub! armin , praise, teasing, pet names (pretty , good boy, gorgeous), foot play? (not rlly). comments are welcome and loved!

“Min did you do my work like I asked you” You huffed as you slide onto his couch. Setting your pink coach purse on his lap smoothing out the wrinkles on your pretty gingham skirt.

Armin turned towards you a disappointed look on his face. “ I cant always do your work for you , how will you pass the class”

“Im going to pass just fine Armin what I dont have time for is you nagging me about something you promised you would do” You spoke bitterly crossing your arms over your chest.

Armin bristled at the bitter tone you spit out with his name. It was only “Armin” when you were annoyed with him , always a sugary “Min” or “ Minnie” when you talked to him.

With a sigh Armin took out your neatly folded homework that he had stayed up early in the morning finishing for you. “I cant always do this for you, I hardly have time to do my own work anymore”

“Sounds like a you problem not mine” you scoffed playing with the rings on your fingers. Why did he have to be so stubborn! Weren't friends supposed to help each other. You turned towards armins pouting frame a slight grin adorning your glossy lips an idea forming in your head as you slung your brown legs over his thighs bringing your hands to play with his blonde locks.

“Well I suppose if its just too much work for my little minnie to handle I could always ask rennie to do it for me dont wanna stress you out of course ” you twirled his hair between your fingers. “You know chem is his specialty”

Armin bristled at the mention of Erens name. Since when did you call him “rennie” nicknames were always something you reserved for him. He’ll be damned if he lets you spend any more time with the person who has him in this predicament in the first place

N-No its okay I can handle it dont worry your pretty head about it”

“Mhmm pretty? You think im pretty min” You leaned close brushing your lips over his ear circling your arms around his neck flirty smile adorning your perfect lips

Armin gulped , hands suddenly becoming sweaty, face growing hot. “Course I do…your the prettiest girl in the world” his cheeks flamed pink , he pushed his face into the collar of his sweater fidgeting with the hem of your skirt. God how he secretly loved when you teased him it never failed to have his dick growing tight in his boxers. He mentally sighed already knowing what game you were playing at. You always did this to him whenever you wanted him to do something using your sweet words against him.

“Well arent you adorable. But I don’t like complainers so maybe I will take my problems to eren since helping your best friend is such a chore” an annoyed expression made its way onto your face

You get up grabbing your purse off of his lap popping a piece of gum in your mouth prepared to leave for your dorm , but with one glance at his pants....you see he wasn’t embarrassed by your teasing but for another reason

“ Oh my god Minnie did you just get hard” you laughed pulling his flushed face closer to your own peering down at the obvious tent in his pants trying to get a closer look. “Thats so pathetic getting turned on from your best friend and I didnt even do anything. Giggling you bring your lips closer to his ear.

“oh my god are you like a pervert or something“

You laughed in his face relishing in how red his face got. Poking at his cheeks and grabbing his jaw in between your manicured hands. “Gosh who knew my geek of a best friend could even get it up , I mean arent you nerds supposed to only get any play from your hands and the pathetic little comic book girls and anime’s you watch, you probably jerk off to it too huh”

“ I d-dont I m-mean Im not a perv I dont jerk off to those types of t-things”

Armin stumbled over his words trying to say anything anything that would have you believe him , he didn't want you thinking he was a pervert on top of all the other things he guessed you didn't like about him anymore. The thought alone of you hating something about him made his head ache and his heart grind inside of his chest.

You stood up pressing the heel of your shoe into his growing erection “Your not a pervert? Then whats this minnie seems like you are one to me”

“You probably jerk off thinking about me when I leave dont you , I mean if something as small as a little teasing can get you this hard who knows what other perverted thought you think of me , thats so so so dirty and disgusting min”

He grabbed your ankle trying to remove your foot off of him which only made you press down harder. Armin groaned softly into the palm of his hand desperately trying to control his hips from rutting up into the palm of your shoe , your degrading words combining with how close you two were your perfume invading his senses all made his brain go foggy eyes glossing over.

“Aw look at you getting off on me stepping on your poor excuse of a dick ,is it even big? giggling you pressed your face closer to his

"Probably not I mean how could someone like you get that , the only thing your blessed with is that beautiful brain of yours and looks like thats going dumb too” you giggled moving your heel back and forth across the erection prodding at his zipper

Armin moaned at your harsh words hands shaking around your ankle as his hips started grinding up onto your shoe , pretty blue eyes starting to brim over with tears

“m-mhm sorry cant h-help it i'm sorry just feels s-so good c-causeyou ” he whined pathetically , tears slipping down his milky pink cheeks, trying to convey to you how this was technically your fault and failing miserably but his hips just couldn’t stop the slow grinding rhythm that had him start frantically humping your shoe

“God min your so pathetic look at you getting off on using my shoe like a dog in heat humping his owners leg , your fucking pathetic you know that. "so mind fucked already you cant even control your hips” You sneered taking his jaw between your fingers kissing away his tears prying open his mouth spitting your gum onto his pink tongue

“Maybe you should be like this always , my perfect pathetic little puppy" you smiled at the idea "thats all your good for anyways since you cant even handle doing a couple dumb homework assignments”

“.Y-Yea I can do that be your p-puppy mmm - love you s-so much you k-know that… dont wanna mmph - loose you” Armin whined out moving your foot to the same rhythm his hips were going trying to ease that achy feeling in his cock , all his emotions and fears of little you leaving him tumbling out in pathetic whines and whimpers.

“Oh min arent you adorable but cant have you cumming like this I mean you haven’t even thought about my needs tsk tsk such a selfish boy” You removed your heel from his body throwing a dissatisfied look his way

“I mean just look at me all drenched for you minnie” you laughed , “and who woulda thought little ol you could get me like this”

Armin went speechless watching you lift the hem of your skirt up giving him a nice pretty view of your soaked pussy through pink panties juices dripping down your thighs. you grabbed his hand placing it right where you needed it , small fingers overlapping his larger ones dragging his fingers up and down your clit circling the small bud.

Armins eyes zeroed in on your pretty panty covered pussy , eyes glossing over in a daze feeling the way the translucent slick coated his fingers feeling the heat of your pretty pussy through your panties

Finally finding some momentum to move because when would a chance to touch gorgeous you like this ever come again he thought, armin pulls your panties to the side thick fingers sliding between your gooey folds marveling in how much your dripping around him.

“I-idiot you gotta put them mhmph inside god have you even done this before” "so kay ill show you min" sliding your self onto his lap you put your back to his chest spreading your thighs over his much larger ones , bringing his hand back down over your pussy. “this is what you gotta do min make me feel good kay” you pushed two of his fingers inside your gummy walls back arching at the pleasurable intrusion.

Armin stared in awe at the swell of your breasts that started to poke out of your little top eyes trailing all the way down to where his fingers were now pushed nice and snug inside your pussy. God when was the last time you spoke to him so nicely? That sugary sweet tone you use to have for him returning to your voice. Was this all it took? His fingers plugging your hole for you to be nice to him?

“Min - Min!” You nudge the side of his face trying to nudge him out of his dazed off gaze “You gotta move your fingers dumb boy come on if you make me cum I promise Ill be reallyyy nice to you from now on” you smiled up at him leaning up just enough to press a glossy kiss to the side of his mouth

Armin’s ears perked up at that. Maybe you two could finally go back to how you used to be all he had to do was make you cum once? Armin found himself thinking he’d do anything anything to get you to look at him how you use to again without that demeaning gaze you usually held for him. He wrapped his forarm around your waist pulling you flush against him , knees pushing apart your legs to have you fully bared open for him.

He pulled his fingers slowly out of you and plunged them back into you , fingers stretching you out sliding against your gummy walls

“am I doing this right , y-you feel good look reallyy pretty like this” fingers fucking into your stuffed cunt at a brutal pace, glossy juices dripping down onto his lap. You could feel his dick twitching beneath you pressing into your behind and oh my god were you wrong about him being small.

“Min - minniee right there making me feel s-so good your such a good boy” your voice slurred trying to keep your head up but with each nasty thrust of his fingers your resolve fell. Your own fingers gripping his thighs , eyelashes fluttering shut at the familiar tight coil building in your stomach , ass rubbing back and forth over his dick squirming around in his lap

“ I-Im your g-good boy? y-yea yourgood boy” His teeth dug into his pink lips trying to suppress his pitiful noises , words slurring together at the praise you gave him. He shut his eyes in his head he knows he must sound so pathetic right now he just wanted to crawl away in embarrassment. I mean how could he be getting off on just your words praising him and the thick curve of your ass just simply pressing into him.

Even so the thought of disappointing you was even worse than his crippling embarrassment so he circled your clit with his thumb , fingers curling inside of your pink drooling hole, pampering your neck with open mouth sloppy kisses eager to do anything to make you cum to please you

“ooo minnie g-gonna cum your gonna make me cum im so close” your acrylic fingers curled around his wrist trying to drive his fat fingers deeper in your wet pussy. Armins head dropped on your shoulder slightly damp blonde hair tickling your cheek, thick rimmed glasses sliding down his nose.

“Gonna mhmm make you cum pretty gonna make you l-love me again. His words stuttered out of his mouth , his mouth making wet little hickies on your shoulder, thick fingers scissoring your drooling pussy , juices spilling into a small puddle onto his pants mixing in with his own pre cum from your mindless humping.

Armin removed his fingers from your cunt , fingers latching onto your waist arching you forward pulling his cock from the confines of his pants with a small groan from his lips. Pretty pink tip leaking so so much pre cum onto his thighs before he began moving you harshly back and forth on his dick sliding himself between your lips , pussy juices gushing down his shaft.

“Gonna cum like this pretty, p-prettiest pussy in the worlds gonna make me cum - mhmm s-so close” he rocked you back and forth against his cock gasping when he felt his head bump into your clit eyes rolling back the euphoric feeling of you humping his cock was bringing you both closer and closer to the edge “Ohgosh min angel feels so good b-best dick ever your like better than m-my pillow” you whined out , your moans bouncing off his walls, fingers grabbing his knees to leverage yourself to rut faster against him.

Angel. armin quivered at the soft name leaving your lips. Such a sweet endearment was directed towards him. If he wasn't a goner for you before he definitely was now.

The slick sounds , heavy breathing and your praise combined with all the gushing your pussy was doing and feelings he felt for you pushed him to the edge voice growing hoarse , him cumming onto your pussy with a loud moan head thrown back against the couch. You weren’t too far behind him , the feeling of his cum soaking your pussy making you cum with a soft moan , legs shaking nearly making you fall off his lap.

Armin finally gained enough strength to lift his head looking at you only to be met with the sight of your flushed fucked out face dipping between your thighs tasting the mix of cum you two left behind , tongue swirling your fingers leaving a soft pop!

“You taste good min really impressive for a dumb nerd like you” You grinned cheekily familiar teasing tone lacing into your voice.

“Tell me did grinding your dumb cock through my pussy feel good” you stroked your fingers through his hair , his head leaning into your touch before moaning into your palm when you sharply tugged at the blonde strands.

“Gonna use your shower now! Make sure my homework is done when I get out then we can finally put your looser cock to more work” taking off your clothing throwing it into his nearby hamper you blew him a kiss bouncing off to his bathroom.

Armin groaned loudly into his hand a lovesick doupy smile growing onto his lips. God what was he gonna do with you. He should have known one time wouldn’t be enough for you!

[zarkishere]

On the fifth day of Christmas, Zark gave to me...

art + chapter :3

chapter also below

_____ Some jobs go well, others not so much. TW// SLURS. _____ The next morning everyone woke up really early—the sun barely peaked down upon them from behind the mountains and clouds, the birds just starting to sing, the sky still very much a dark blue...yet Ruben was wide awake and heating up some cans by the time everyone had gotten up. He had trouble sleeping—always had, but with strangers that odd fear within him only got stronger. Technically, these people weren’t strangers, but they weren’t close enough for his fears to settle down either. He got up so early he felt like he hadn’t slept at all...but he needed something to do, so while the others slept he had gone out to get more sticks and dead leafs to start up the fire again. That wasn’t easy, given it had rained...most everything was dripping wet, which was unfortunate, but with patience and determination it ended up working. Arthur was the only one to give his thank yous—well, Javier tried, but was promptly ignored. They ate, cleaned their faces with a rag Javier had brought and gotten wet, and hit the road yet again. Thankfully, they had slept only a bit away from town, so by the time they got there the town was buzzing with people. Left and right, people worked and singed, calling others to come over and check out their goods, others argued and...it was just so nice, Ruben looked around with excitement and had to be stopped by the others from running to check stuff out more than once. Of course, daytime isn’t exactly a good time to rob, so Arthur ended up deciding that they should just make time by looking around. Maybe they’d find some other house to rob. Or just something exciting to look at… Mac and Davey left together, to no ones surprise, and Arthur left on his own...leaving Ruben and Javier (once again) set up to be alone in front of some shop where the others had split up.

To Ruben, it felt like some sort of bad joke by life itself, being stuck with this guy.

Javier cleared his throat. “ Entonces...quieres ir a ver algo? “ (So...you wanna check something out?) he asked, looking at Ruben expectantly. Ruben whined and groaned, having a bit of a temper tantrum…to which Javier chuckled at. “ It’s not funny “ Ruben huffed. “ It kind of is, though. “ Javier responded, a slight smile on his lips. “ How? I don’t want to be around you. “ Ruben responded, crossing his arms. Javier stopped smiling, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose. “ Pero porqué? En serio no entiendo qué te he hecho. “ (But why? I really don’t understand what I’ve done to you.)

“ Déjalo, si? Solo déjalo. “ (Leave it alone, alright? Just leave it.) Ruben grumbled, kicking the dirt. “ Pero—ay, dios...actuas como un niño mimado, sabes? “ (But—oh lord...you act like a spoiled brat, you know?) “ Tú eres el problema aquí, yo no! “ (You’re the problem here, not me!) Ruben said, pointing at Javier.

He slapped his hand away, growing more and more frustrated. “ No te he hecho nada, Rubén! Me miras como si te hubiera escupido la cara! “ (I haven’t dont anything to you, Ruben! You look at me as if i had spat on your face!) “ Fue culpa de TÚ gente que—” (It was YOUR peoples fault that--) his voice got cut off as another man approached. “ Can you two greasers cut it out!? Get the hell away from my shop! “ He yelled, practically squaring up to fight them. Javier tightened his fist and quickly looked at him, his face spitting venom, making the man cower without even a few words spoken. “ Listen—your arguing is—uhm...scaring my costumers, alright? Just...go argue somewhere else! “ He said, stuttering and stumbling over his words. Ruben never understood why people got so scared...that face didn’t have that effect on him. Strange. Ruben felt guilty for starting that argument... The two did end up leaving, walking around town with no more words spoken between them. Houses so big and tall, shops, horses, everything seemed so fancy. So clean and pristine. He felt like they didn’t fit in—well, Javier was better dressed than him, so he could get a pass...somewhat….people were still so very rude to them. They went through multiple places; plenty shops, a bar and even a park that was at the center of town. It was gorgeous; plenty trees, places to sit at, a huge water-fountain… “ You wanna toss a coin? “ Javier asked, taking a coin out of his pocket and placing it on the palm of his hand. “ Hm..? oh, sure. Gracias. “ (thanks) He took the coin, their hands briefly touching. Ruben placed it between his hands, closed his eyes and blew air into it before tossing the coin into the water. Javier watched him the whole time, eyes gentle in that special way that made Ruben want to smack it off. “ What did you ask for? “ Javier asked, leaning in ever so slightly, like a secret between them. “ I can’t tell you! If I do, it won’t come true. “ Ruben huffed, leaning away and crossing his arms with a slight pout. Javier chuckled and shook his head, shrugging as he started to walk off again. Ruben watched him for a couple of seconds before going after him. After a while of looking around Javier bought a new necklace—it was very nice, Ruben couldn’t lie—a silver cross with some...rocks..? in it. Javier was the religious type, Ruben had come to learn. He’d watched the man pray before meals a few times, or heard him mumbling other words of devotion at the far corners of camp. It was cute—well, no, not cute. More so...entertaining? No, no, that sounds weird too. It’s...well, it didn’t….well—

Mac smacked him, taking him out of his little mind travel. “ Caralho mano! “ (god-damn, dude!) Ruben yelped, smacking the others hand away, which earned him another smack from Mac. A little harder this time. “ Don’t fockin raise yer hands at me, lad, i’ll snap yer neck like a twig. “ He said, voice low and threatening...did he mean it, though? No idea. Mac could never turn off his ‘scary’ factor. Davey and Arthur were there now, too. Must’ve spaced out...time felt like it flew by.

Ruben pouted, puffing out his cheeks. Mac snorted, rolling his eyes. “ Quit that, doll. “ He said, flicking Ruben’s nose. “ C’mon, let’s go. “ “ Is it time? “ Ruben asked, following behind Mac. He looked up at the sky as the group made their way to the outskirts of town; it was becoming dark, but the clouds had completely left by now. No more rain, it seems. Eventually they all made it out, small talk here and there, but no conversations of real matter...things only got more serious when they sneaked behind the house… It was a quite large home with a stone fence around it, seemingly divided into 2 to 3 levels, standing on a foundation of pink bricks and a blueish roof. There was balcony on the back, and from where Ruben stood he could see a bench or two. The walls of the home consisted of light pink wood with white corner boards. Many windows were strewn around the walls of the house and on top of the building rested a slim chimney, but as there was no smoke it could be guessed no one was inside at the moment… "Alright, here’s the plan," Arthur drawled, taking charge since he was Dutch’s son. "Me, Ruben, and Javier'll hop the wall—'cause we’re the quiet ones. Y’all two go on down and wait for us to unlock it. Once we do, just grab whatever you can. Got it?" “ Can’t Javier go with the other two? “ Ruben asked. “ Wha—what did I do?? “ Javier asked, looking at him confused. “ I thought we were getting along. “ “ Well, no, I still dislike you. “ The other answered with a shrug. “ Pero—” (But—) Javier’s voice was cut off by Arthur’s. “ Just shut up. This is how we’ll be doing things. “ They nodded, and the plan started. The three went up to the fence, scaling it and cautiously walking on it toward the balcony….but once there, they realized it was locked. Since Mac and Davey were waiting on their spot, they had no way to say what was up, so they just had to figure out another way in... “ Who locks balconies?? “ Asked Javier quietly. Arthur sighed, looking around. Eventually, his eyes landed on a window that happened to be open. He poked Ruben’s shoulder. “ Think you could get that? “ He asked. Ruben nodded and took a few steps back, before sprinting forward and jumping for it—BARELY catching the ledge. This job wasn’t going well so far, but Ruben trusted it could be fixed, so he pulled himself up and made his way into the abode; it was even fancier inside, big central stairs, a chandelier...which made him instinctively grimace. He made his way to the balconies door, unlocking it from the inside and flashing Arthur a smile as the other two walked in. “ I’ll go unlock the door for the other two, go gather stuff already. “ He said, and the two Mexicans nodded. The three parted ways as they did their thing. Ruben went to the bathroom first, finding a good bunch of jewels; pretty necklaces, pins and some rings. He placed a silver one around his index finger, admiring it for a few seconds...deciding he’d keep that one for himself. Then, he went to the bed-room, going through the drawers and closets, finding a few stacks of money...everything seemed to be going well—Until Arthur came sprinting into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Although, it was clear he made the effort to make little to no noise.

[fruityhoon]

eat with me

soft yandere!hee x gn!reader

warnings/note: mentions of food, eating, hee’s a sweet boi here, fluff, slightly paranoid hee, NOT proofread (i wrote all of this half asleep so bare w me)

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it was way past midnight and you couldn’t sleep, all you had was some leftover sandwich from the fridge for dinner so what better way was there than to eat?

only one problem..

you had to sneak past heeseung in order to be able to do that.

sure he was sweet and would do anything for you, but heeseung wasn’t the type to let his guard down and let you out of his sight especially past midnight, he’d always make sure you fell asleep first before he could catch some sleep. and if you were hungry, he’d make something light for you so your stomach wouldn’t be rumbling all night.

but tonight was a little different, he came back home exhausted, immediately taking a shower and laid next to you resulting in him falling asleep before you which was something he never did

and right now you took the opportunity and slowly climbed out of bed while making sure heeseung doesn’t feel your absence next to him

you went downstairs and headed into the kitchen, taking a look inside the fridge you noticed there wasn’t really anything for you to eat which lead you looking through the cabinets and voila!

instant noodles.

heeseung never really lets you get your hands on them as he quote on quote said, “it’s unhealthy and you should be eating proper meals instead”

‘why does he have a lot of them in the cabinet here then?’ you thought to yourself

taking 2 packs of the noodles, you dont know how but you managed to not make much noise and made yourself a nice bowl of shin ramyeon

———

he lazily opened his eyes, trying to find your warmth to then which he realised you werent there next to him.

immediately sitting up, heeseung grabbed his phone on the nightstand and opened an app to see if there were any notifications of the doors or windows being opened or even unlocked but there werent any

‘fuck fuck fuck where are they?’

the man got out of bed despite his hair being all over the place, wondering where you were while trying to keep himself calm

he was being paranoid, thinking you snuck out and ran away, cursing at himself for letting his guard down this one time until he heard faint noises coming from the kitchen

he walked over slowly and a sigh of relief came from him as he saw you in the kitchen about to eat your noodles

———

you were about to engulf your food when a pair of arms hugged you from the back, you flinched and let out a small yelp, almost knocking over your food

pulling away and turning around, you were met with a pair of bambi eyes looking straight at you before he hugged you again , resting his face in the crook of your neck

“dont do that to me again, you scared me” he lowly whispered in your ear as he hugged you even tighter, you could hear the fear in his voice

feeling bad you slowly pulled away and caressed his head and looked at your food

“im sorry.. i was really hungry but you looked really tired and exhausted before you slept so i didnt wanna wake you up” you looked down at your foot, feeling guilty that you made him feel scared

“i dont care how tired i look if you need anything just tell me okay? i’ll always be there no matter how exhausted i am and i need you to know that” you nodded as he cupped both of your cheeks before leaving a small peck on your forehead

“c’mere” you pulled him to the seat next you as you quickly got up to grab something, leaving the man confused

you came back to your seat as you handed him a pair of utensils and placed a glass of water on the table

“eat with me” you nudged the bowl slightly to his side, the man raising an eyebrow as a response

“you didnt eat anything today hee, its not like i can finish this anways, share with me okay?” you said as you gave him a soft smile

“baby its o-“

“if you dont share with me i’ll be really upset” you cut him off as you emphasised on the ‘really’, knowing he’d give in to you since you knew the last thing he wants is for you to be upset with him

and you were right. he spent too long waiting for you, now that he finally had you with him he wanted to treat you well and give you all he had. he was always listening to you, complying to your needs while always being cautious of course

but you didnt mind, although he was really overprotective he still made you feel loved and you felt safe with him and thats all that matters to you

“okay okay we’ll share” he let out a small giggle as he ruffled your hair and the both of you shared the bowl of ramen which was probably already soggy at this point

———

“your not mad.. right?” you spoke out as the both of you finished the food

“baby of course not, what makes you think that?” he looked at you as he frowned

“i don’t know i just thought you’d be mad” you got up and took the dishes to go wash them but he stopped you

“im not mad y/n, i just got a little scared that’s all” he took the dishes from your hands and walked over to the sink

you hugged him from behind as you mumbled out a quiet ‘sorry’ , resting ur cheeks on his back

“it’s okay, you wanna cuddle on the couch?” he dried his hands and turned to look at you to which you nodded

the both of you sat on the couch cuddling, your head on his chest and him leaning on your head, one of his hand gently caressing your back

cuddling sessions on the couch were always nice and it wasn’t until a few weeks ago the both of you started doing it

“please don’t leave me y/n, i don’t know what i’d do without you” he softly whispered out of nowhere, but you know it was just him overthinking

“i’ll be here, always” you responded as he smiled and started humming lullabies, something he’d do to make you sleepy

you fiddled with his other hand, slowly falling asleep to the melody you were hearing

and soon enough you fell asleep, heeseung noticed and kissed your forehead, dozing off not long after.

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author’s note: im not really the type to write fluff but i just wrote down whatever came to mind honestly, let me know what yall think :D

[the-record]

LIKE A SAILOR

SUMMARY: to be loved, is to be known. inspo: sailor song by gigi perez

PAIRING: ellie williams x reader

WARNINGS: religious stuff!

A/N: please dont take this as any slander towards religion, simply related to a beautiful song and needed to write, also i wrote this at 2 am in an hour and dont care to check for any mistakes so please ignore any!

21.

&19.

you’d whispered the number in her ear with a giggle, a face as if you’d been caught. it wasn't what she had expected to come out of your mouth in all honesty.

she smiled back as you erupted into a fit of laughter, intoxicated on life and liquor. it was warm and smooth and before either of you knew it, she fell into the noise with you, shocking her friends across the bar. she couldn’t help herself, from laughing or from feeling this way for a strange girl at the bar. you were a drug.

21.

&20.

you’d only known each other a few months, but ellie felt the cliches. as if she’d known you her whole life. that she knew you were the one, even from the first glance. she didn’t understand it, or you.

so when you’d questioned her, all the breath left her lungs.

“what?”

you sighed and sat up away from her, a shaky breath falling from your lips before you asked again. “is this wrong? what we’re doing? what we are?”

you voice sounded new to her. raw in a way ellie had never experienced.

how could this be wrong? how could loving be wrong?

“why would you think that?” a gentle hand reached your upper back, careful, just in case.

you shook your head and kicked back the sheets before facing her. her freckles. her soft hair splayed out on the pillow. her chain that she wore religiously, once her mothers. you didn’t ever think this could be wrong but dread filled you to the brim and spilled out before you.

“i dont know, like to Him, you know?” ellie shook her head, obviously lost. your hands dragged down your face. “to God, ellie. is this wrong in His eyes?”

it clicked into a place, a missing piece in your unfinished puzzle that ellie was hoping to create.

she sighed and groaned as she sat up, pulling the smallest of smiles from you. a hand found yours, another your face. “i don’t know.” she answered honestly. “i never payed attention in church, truly. but, i do know a few things.” you nodded and listened faithfully. “i do know that He loves us all, sinners or not.

“ and i do know that he would not give me you if this was wrong.”

22.

&21.

the thought had billowed through your mind for months, torturing you and keeping you from sleep. it’s just an apartment but it killed you.

killed you to be away from her so often. to have to drive 3.3 miles every night you missed her or vice versa. to not hold her as you slept. to not make breakfast together every morning.

“do you wanna move in together?”

you had interrupted ellie mid sentence and knocked her back into reality. you began to take back the question when she smiled. laughed.

your face dropped into a pout. “are you kidding me? i ask to move in and you laugh in my face?”

“oh my- baby no! no, im sorry. i just,” she sighed and dropped her silverware to the table. “i was gonna ask you that tonight. that’s why i made dinner and set this place up all pretty.”

26.

&24.

soft summer day, clouds and birds and bickering.

“i’m gonna go stay with my mother for a few days.” you threw clothes from the closet into a bag as ellie watched from the door. “or longer, i don’t know.”

she laughed, “you can’t run away from all of your problems!” you ignored her and kept packing, taking whatever seemed essential. “you already know what she would say if you showed up there.”

you nodded and stopped, facing her for the first time. her eyes bore holes through your own. “yes, i do. that this is all my fault and it’s my consequence for being with a woman.” you shook your head at her. “and you know what… maybe she is right. maybe she always was.” you spat it out like poison.

“and you seriously believe that?” she stepped closer to you. you could see every detail of her. not just her skin and hair and eyes, but every emotion that filled her. the tension between her brows, the tears that welled in her eyes, her hands in fists shoved deep in her pockets. “that we aren’t right.”

silence.

music played from the living room.

a drop broke you. a tear down her cheek shattered the mirror you stood in front of, where you didn't see your own silhouette. “no. no of course not.” a watery smile and a soft laugh.

“thank god because i already bought this.”

27.

&26.

a ring.

a promise.

a church with pews filled by your closest friends and family.

a kiss tasting of her.

tasting of the beer she had that night long ago. toothpaste before bed. coffee in the mornings. a cherry slushy the night she finally asked.

a slow dance.

a confession.

“i don’t believe in God, but i believe that you’re my savior” -gigi perez (sailor song)

[lululandd]

problem;

pairing: simon ‘ghost’ riley x f!reader

word count: 712

warnings: self-doubt, anxiety, insecurity, eventual fluff

note: i really dont wanna paint könig, im mad procrastinating

summary: the unspoken ‘with me��  hangs in the air.

 “You packed.”

His curt tone made you flinch as you gingerly put groceries in the fridge. You tried as best you could to not look his way, hoping Simon would let the matter go. You had broken your leg and fractured your wrist in the most uncool way possible, slipping on ice. He had warned you beforehand, knowing how frail normal human bodies could be. Unlike his apparently, sometimes you wonder if he sees himself as indestructible just because he’s 6 '3.

His hand came to view and you froze, shoulders curling into yourself as you tried to subtly move away from him. Sensing your tense demeanour, he slowed his motions and gently grabbed the fruit from your hand, put it inside the fridge himself, and leaned on the counter. Not daring to look him in the face, you decided to try and continue packing your groceries. 

Sighing, he dragged your chair away from the fridge and closed it.

“You’re going to your parents?” his voice was barely above a whisper, but it scared you so bad he might have as well have shouted. “What’s wrong with staying here?”

You were on the verge of tears, not knowing why. Simon’s always busy with work, he barely comes home, and the one time he had a three month long break from it you stupidly slipped on some ice. He has to take care of you, instead of having fun and going somewhere or doing whatever he wants on his time off.

Stupid.

Useless.

“I just didn’t want to bother you with broken leg and hand stuff. My parents' place is closer to the doctor’s office and the physical therapy place anyway.”

He visibly tensed and you know you fucked up. 

“Physical therapy is after you’re fully healed.” he remarked, you saw a flicker of indignation in his eyes, “Are you planning to stay there the whole time I’m here? Every time I go to work you complain that I’m never home and the one time I come home for longer than a week you do this.”

You stared at him wide-eyed, a muted gasp twists your face. “It was an accident, Simon! You say that like I fell on purpose or something!” You say in a raised voice, appalled at his words.

He presses both palms on his eyes, “No, that’s not what I meant at all.” He squatted next to you–you never knew men that big could do that–and placed a large hand on your thigh. “By ‘this’ I meant going to your parents. I will be here for three months, and you want to stay with your parents for however long it will be. What’s wrong with being here?”

The unspoken ‘with me’  hangs in the air.

“Oh.” A wave of embarrassment flowed through your veins, you had thought of the worst of him when all he wanted was to spend time with you. With uninjured you, preferably. “Sorry.”

“You’re still not answering any of my questions, love.”

Weighing your words, you realised you can’t weasel your way out of telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. 

“I don’t want to bother you, Simon.”

“Bother?” He breathes.

A shiver of apprehension travelled up your spine at the way he spoke. You’ve heard that tone before, but never directed towards you; it was always towards people bothering you two. Does that mean he sees you as a bother right now?

“You don’t have a lot of time off, and I don’t want you to waste it… here.. taking care of me while I can’t do jack shit. You have to carry me up and down the stairs, you have to carry me to and from the car when we go outside,” you gestured with your good hand, “you have to go with me to the doctors and my physical therapy, you have to do most of the cooking and cleaning, and you have to sit down and listen to me bitch about this broken leg from 1am to 4am.”

He stood up and cupped the back of your neck, his thumb slowly drawing soothing circles as he kissed the top of your head.

“You’re listing things I already want to do, with or without your broken leg.”

[ruruvxz]

hihi! i love ur writing nd I was wondering if u could do an angst fic with Wonyoung^^

“Remind me of you”

Model!Jang Wonyoung x Barista!Reader

↳ synopsis: Your dating one of the most famous Models in Korea, Jang Wonyoung, her face is plastered nearly everywhere. Making it nearly impossible to avoid her face, but now, I think that’s all you want to avoid.

↳ cw: angst, cheating, break ups, obsessive relationship(?), hurt no comfort, IZ*ONE as your coworkers, mentions of blood, not proofread

↳ word count: 3.9k

a/n: narfhhjghhhh hello anon, ofc I’ll write angst abt my dear wife Wonyoung!!! i dont think she’d ever do this but for plot purposes she will be doing devious dubious things 😈 I’m so sorry I had no ideas nfghahghhhh i dont really like it

You wrapped the apron around your torso, tightly tying it to cinch your waist, creating a small little bow in the back, all the while the smell of the coffee beans suffocated your nose. You took in your surroundings, the dimly lit staff room comfortably small, the walls were decorated with portraits of coworkers and useless memorabilia 'Shit— I'm late already' You thought to yourself, prying your focus from the walls to the staff room door.

You pushed yourself out and walked towards the sink, you heard the soft chimes of the front door bells, indicating a new customer. Sighing, you quickly washed the germs off your hands and dragged your feet to the back of the cashier. Quickly registering the customer's order, your coworker, who always seemed to watch over your back, Yujin, clocked in to make the orders. Ushering you to the back to make the drinks.

Time progressed quickly as the store was jam-packed once again, all because it was the hot spot for celebrities. As the day continued, more and more people checked in for their shift, taking turns doing each task, like doing the cashier, making treats, brewing coffee, anything this café COULD do.

You'd looked back at the clock every moment you could, tapping your fingers on the hardwood counter. Your eyes lit up when it finally reached 5:20, usually the time your favorite customer would come in. Fixing your apron and posture, patiently waiting for the bells to chime. You were just so stuck in your thoughts that you happened to not realize your manager yelling your name. "Y/N! God— Y/N!! Earth to Y/N" Sakura snapped finally shaking you around, snapping yourself out of your daze.

"Ah, ah! What?— What happened?"

"Your shift ended like..." Sakura looked up at the clock and then back at you. "30 minutes ago, you've just been taking orders over here and working overtime. Of course, that's not a problem unless you wanna get paid..."

"Ah, I'm so sorry Sakura, I'll clock out in a bit, is that fine?"

"That's fine, but a friendly reminder I'm not paying you for this..." Sakura drifted, insinuating that the company doesn't pay for overtime, making sure you didn't sue her after this.

"It's fine!" You smiled at her and shooed her back to the worker's closet. She shrugged her shoulders and she just walked away.

"Not to intrude, but are you perhaps going to take my order now?" A playfully childish voice pressured, her gaze burning into the back of my neck, her soft voice was so familiar... Without breaking your neck you swiftly twisted your neck back towards the woman.

You stared at her up and down, clearly offended at such a demand, who did she think she was? "And what if I don’t? Maybe you should just come back tomorrow Wonyoung." You joked trying to put on your most serious tone of voice. You leaned towards her, placing your palms on the countertop, Wonyoung tried to contain her laughter as best as she could, before breaking character for a split second. She hits your shoulder, as she scoffs at your sudden boldness, you let a short laugh before speaking up once more.

"So what can I get you?" You asked, seriously this time as more people lined behind the register.

Wonyoung looked up at the menu, skimming through looking for something new or interesting to try before eventually giving up. "The usual please, oh— and extra sugar." She smiled sliding you her card and walking away to her usual seat. Giving her a quick wave before writing down ‘My model Wonyoung’ onto the cup which ended with a tiny heart at the end.

By looking at what she was wearing, she came from a photo shoot, or something of that sort, her eyes a little more weary than usual. You took in her features breathlessly, she was more than stunning, and you were more than grateful to have such a breathtaking woman. Noticing your staring, she looked up at you to give you a tired smile, making you giggle like a high school girl going through her first relationship. As you took glances at her and back to the drink you were preparing, you peered out the window to see the beaming ad, 'Jang Wonyoung, Youngest ambassador'. Which made you even more proud of how far she’s come.

“She's everywhere” You heard your short-haired coworker scoff as she watched over you, she always looked so aggravated whenever seeing your precious girlfriend and you never understood why. Pouring the cream over the freshly made coffee, you let out a small hum at her snarky comment, before placing it on a tray. You loved to admit that your girlfriend was everywhere you went, it always served as a reminder of how big she’s become, but you couldn’t help but agree with Yujin, she was quite literally everywhere.

It almost seemed as if her face haunted every billboard and crevice, but you didn’t mind, though it was extremely awkward whenever anyone noticed her, while completely tossing your existence to the side. Even at times you always wondered if you deserved to be dating her, let alone be in her presence, but she’d always reassure you with compassionate comments. “You’re the only one who has my heart, Y/N, you are my moon.” She spoke, her voice tinged in your head putting you in a trance-like state. You only got out of your daze when Yujin passed you the sweetener, you thanked her before looking around the coffee station to bring Wonyoung an extra something.

You skittishly positioned everything on the wooden tray, walking very carefully over to Wonyoung so as not to drop everything right in front of your girlfriend. She laughed at your paranoid state while your hands shakily placed the tray in front of her. She examined the coffee and took a glance at the cookie you brought her as a snack, you didn’t notice her bite her lip agonizingly before breaking into a regular grinning smile. Looking up at you longingly as she still stood next to her as if still delivering her drink.

She picked up the cookie and pulled down her mask, pushing the cookie to her lips, until you interrupted her. "Hey, you look familiar" You spoke teasingly, but in a low enough voice so that no one could hear me but her.

"Oh really?" She smiled wrapping her arm around your waist, pushing her hair to your stomach as she put the cookie back onto the plate. You giggled, "Mhm, you look like a beautiful model who's famous around these parts!"

"That model… is she prettier than me" She pouted looking out the window and at the billboard plastered with her face on it.

"Hm, maybe, but I have to see her first to make my final decision" You teased before you both laughed, you found your legs getting far too tired standing and sat down with her.

She put her hand out resting on the table as you intertwined with her fingers. You both sat in silence for a bit as she drank her coffee which you just knew was as sickeningly sweet, as her.

"So, how was your day sunshine?" You spoke breaking the silence.

"Hard, but when is it not?” She snickered before continuing. “Today’s shoot was difficult as per usual, wish you were there to cheer me up.” She sulked rubbing the back of your hand with her thumb.

"So how about you? Anything interesting going on?” She asked back at me, excited for your answer.

"It was fine as usual, though every time I looked up I could see you... And Yujin— fairly enough— is getting a tad bit annoyed looking at you.”

"What is her problem? It’s not like I’m here all the time." Wonyoung mocked, clearly displeased at the fact your coworker would ever make such a comment about her. (If Wonyoung was being honest with herself, she never really liked that Yujin girl, she was always, somehow, in the middle of your relationship. She would always find a way to contact you whenever she didn’t need to, and it was getting on Wonyoung's nerves. She couldn’t help but meet Yujin’s envious face whenever she came into the Café, and her snarky remarks whenever she had to serve her.

It wasn’t Wonyoung’s fault that Yujin couldn’t get gigs like Wonyoung’s fault, and it wasn’t Wonyoung’s fault that you happened to be wrapped around her finger. Yujin always found a way to separate the both of you and always found ways to look after you, but it all just enraged Wonyoung further. Why did she care so much? And why did Wonyoung feel so threatened by her presence, and for god’s sake why hadn’t you realized Yujin wasn’t just trying to be a “good” coworker.)

"I mean, I hate to play devil’s advocate, but you are quite literally everywhere. Yujin has a point." You turned your head slightly to face to window before pointing your finger to the 'Miu Miu' advertisement. She stared in awe realizing that was your view the whole shift before giggling at the possibility of just how long were you thinking about her.

You both drifted off thinking about one another whilst being right in front of each other, the comfortable silence filled our table as you looked down at our intertwined fingers. But something was wrong, there was this aching feeling inside of your chest, and you were worried about the possibility of breaking up. Could you even live without her?

"Hey wony, what would happen to us if we broke up." Your hands shook ever so slightly at the thought, honestly, she would be fine, but you knew deep inside your mind that you’d be a crumbling mess if you broke up. She looked down at you, also clearly distressed about the idea, squeezing your hand tightly before bringing it up to her face.

"Hey, don’t ever say things like that…" Wonyoung chastised, her face scrunching up with that idea, was this a warning sign to Wonyoung that you did want to break up with her? She tightened her grip even more, almost digging her nails into your skin and piercing them.

You winced in pain, trying to pry her grasp out of hers. "Ah- Ah don't get mad, it's just that would be hard..." You explained trying to calm her down before it started to hurt. "Considering how everything reminds me of you, I think it would be hard to forget about you."

"Hahaha, so that's what you’re talking about" She relaxed her grip before finally slipping her fingers away from hers, she let out a long exasperated sigh, pushing the hairs off her face. "Well, it might, but don't think about that!" She smiled rubbing reaching her thumb out to caress your knuckles.

Her sudden expression change caught you completely off guard but you brushed it off, it couldn’t be anything that serious could it? "Also..." You tried talking once more before she cut you off with a gentle hum, which forced you to swallow the lump in your throat.

Oh, the words you wanted to say at that moment, you had the perfect opportunity to talk to her about all your concerns but you meekly passed that opportunity. You wanted to blurt it out, blurt out how you thought you weren’t meant to be, how you feel like you're only really dragging her down, how you're ruining her career, and how she's better off with other people. But you couldn’t, you really couldn’t get yourself to do it because at the end of the day if she didn’t know, it didn’t matter.

“Never mind.” You finished, letting out your best fake smile as she smiled back at you. Using this time to truly appreciate your girlfriend, you couldn’t help but notice the shiny gold necklace wrapped around her neck. It was gorgeous, though far too expensive for you to gift it to her, you chalked it up to some company gift.

“Your necklace is nice, Wony” You complimented, her face flushed red before tucking it into her hoodie. She looked at you stunned that you noticed that little detail, she coughed fixing her composure.

She took a long sip of her coffee before thanking your compliment, but it honestly seemed like she was trying to brush off the fact she owned the necklace. “Ah, it’s just a cheap gift I bought for myself, nothing noteworthy. So tell me more about your day.”

“Huh? But I already told you—” She cut you off quickly asking another mindless question, almost like you were on an interview. The whole time it continued as if nothing had happened, throwing you off a bit, but brushing it off as it probably wasn’t that serious of a topic anyway.

It’s been a few months had passed since that conversation but it's been lingering in your mind ever since. The statement ‘I think we aren't meant for each other' is phased in and out of your mind whenever you catch yourself having a moment to think. And in every scenario in your mind you couldn’t make it work, it seemed that you were allergic to optimism.

Though as the days progressed and your thoughts got more and more outlandish you haven't been getting any better, the guilt ate you up. To the point you were messing up orders more than you usually did, and you went to work a little more restless every day. You truly just wanted to get it off your tongue, but she always seemed so conveniently busy to have that conversation. And as the more she avoided it the worse you performed at your job, making ever your poor manager concerned about your current situation.

It wasn’t until you poured hot coffee on Yujin that set up the catalyst of events that soon occurred after that. You accidentally hit Yujin on the way to deliver a Flat White, causing the drink to fall over her uniform, and grazed her arm on the corner of the counter. This caused Sakura to pressure you into taking a break whilst another coworker, Yena, took your position. Feeling extremely remorseful you pleaded with Yujin to help take care of her burns, and she reluctantly accepted.

She rolled up the sleeves of her button-up to let you tend to her scraped arm, small droplets of blood dripping down from her arm. Biting your lips at the wound, hoping it wasn’t deep enough to pierce further than her skin, it was all your fault for drifting off and now someone got hurt because of you. Your hands shook as you looked more and more worried as more blood poured out, then jumped at her reaction as she yelped when you put the disinfectant pad on the wound.

You apologized profusely again while rubbing her wounds and cleaning off the excess blood. While your face visibly distraught Yujin couldn’t help but notice she hushed you before speaking up to comfort you. “No— Uhm, it’s alright, you already apologized remember? Besides it was an accident anyway.” Yujin reassured, placing her good hand on your head to calm you down, which worked to no avail.

Having the opposite effect, you quickly patched her wound with some spare bandaids lying around and apologized once more trying to make amends. “I’m so sorry Yujin! I didn’t mean to hit you! I was just so lost in thought that I couldn’t—” Before you could continue she hushed you once more, grabbing your wrist as you stood up to take your leave.

“Y/N, I get it, don’t worry. Do you want to talk about it? You seem so out of touch lately.” The older girl asked, even though she was troubled by your recent change of behavior. Even if she would never outright admit it, she loved looking after you, whether that be helping you manage the cashier, or fixing the foam on coffee drinks, she was always there. (Even though everyone on the same shift already knew that fact, and you embarrassingly knew as well, it was always good to have extra help.)

You stood in front of her before letting out a long, pent up, sigh, you looked at her softened fixated gaze and took a seat next to her. “Have you ever thought you weren’t good enough to date someone?” You sheepishly asked before turning your head towards hers, your faces inches apart. You took in the features of her face before tearing your eyes to the ceiling lights.

“Is this about Wonyoung?” She asked, her voice seemed so sure about her assumption but out of curtsy, it came out like a question. You looked back at her surprised, but she didn’t look too shocked so you just let out a weak nod, then continued to stare toward the ceiling once again. “To be honest, I didn’t know you guys were dating, I thought you guys were good friends.”

You looked at her curiously, her mind thinking about what her next course of action was. “So that’s what you thought, huh?” You joked, nudging your shoulder to her arm, a little above her wound to not hurt her. Yujin let out a quiet laugh before pulling her phone out of her back pocket.

“I didn’t want to be the one saying this but, I thought she was your best friend because…” Yujin stopped to think once more, finally biting the bullet as she scrolled through her phone. “Because she’s dating this other singer.”

She finally admitted, taken aback at her sudden confession you laughed loudly before looking back at her, her gaze never breaking from you this whole conversation, finally realizing the horrific situation you were in. Yujin sat there as she tore her eyes away from your face and scrolled through her phone before pulling out a tabloid-looking article. A part of you wanted to believe that Yujin was just showing you some fake news trying to garner views, but another part of you was so sickeningly curious.

You grabbed her phone, she placed it in your trembling hands your eyes finally drew onto the title article, "Dispatch: Scandal between two famous idols P.SH and J.WY reportedly dating." Your lips parted as you let out a silent gasp, Yujin wrapped her patched arm over yours to comfort you. A sick part of you tried forming an excuse for her, maybe this was just another slander tabloid, but you knew deep down that it wasn’t the case.

Yujin rubbed your arm as you continued to scroll through their so-called relationship, your hands wobbling around like jello. You wanted to stop and run away, you felt like throwing up but you pushed all your emotions down. The anticipation of finding out your long-term girlfriend was cheating on you felt as if the world was crashing down on you. You were heaving with a mixture of emotions, rage, sorrow a lot of things you couldn’t even put into words how you felt.

'Attached are the photo interactions off camera found by paparazzi and fans.’ The article read as if it could get any worse, the photos would solidify what Yujin told you. You felt the tears welling up in your eyes as Yujin continued to stroke the back of your head. Whispering bittersweet comments that your head drowned out as you looked at the photos.?

“Maybe it’s not that bad— maybe I was overthinking it” You whispered, Yujin tightened the grip on your shoulders as you spoke, she looked at you defeated. Before speaking once more she picked out the perfect words trying not to make you even more distraught.

“Y/N, I know it’s hard but I think you should know.” She softly spoke before she held your hand tightly reassuring you, just like how Wonyoung would. Biting your lips trying to stop any more tears from falling from your cheeks. You nodded knowing that this was better than not knowing.

You continued to scroll through the photos getting harder to form a reasonable explanation. From friendly hugs to holding hands and finally a sneaky photo of the both of them kissing each other on the lips. Finally, you reached your tipping point and handed the phone back to Yujin before you got up. You removed your apron and threw it somewhere around the room, you needed to get home now, this was all too much.

You bumped into Hitomi who was luckily not carrying anything, she was about to cuss you out until she met your teary gaze. “Y/N— Are you okay? Did Yujin scold you? I’m gonna kill her!” She asked angrily knowing how Yujin can get when she’s furious, but you gave her a weak no before continuing to run out of the Café.

As you pushed through all the customers eyeing you down, it was so easy to ignore your surroundings until once again you made contact with someone else. You looked up to see the long wavy hair that you used to love playing with, now the same hair that made you want to throw up.

"Ah, Y/N did you finish your shift just now— hey are you okay?” She questioned cupping your face, making you look up at her, you felt all the wrath bubble up inside of you. You stared at her disgusted by how the soft soft-spoken and sweet voice that used to hit you now felt like pins being stuck into my ear drums.

You whacked her hands off your face as she looked at you in disbelief, before she could question your recent change of behavior, you cut her off. “Fuck you Wonyoung. I’m done, don’t text me ever again.” You spat pushing past her as you ran off, not giving her enough time to react. She called out your ran, pleading for you to come back, but you didn’t look back you continued to fasten your pace. As you ran your legs began to slow down, and you blankly tried to process what just happened.

As you walked slower and slower you felt your body shiver from the coldness of winter, small freckles of snow fall neatly onto your hair. Your phone vibrated vigorously with calls and texts from Wonyoung, probably along the lines of “come back” and messages from your coworkers wondering what happened. There was so much happening, you looked up trying to get your mind off things, and saw the first drops of snowfall.

Isn't the first snow of winter supposed to be romantic... how deeply ironic huh?

[joviepog]

EEE HI JOVIE again i love love your writing and im so glad youve been enjoying my stuff!! anyway, sweet and simple request-- wilbur and reader having an at home dinner night :)) (if u wanna make it silly tommy could be their "waiter" LMAO)

much love !!

EEK I LOVEE THIS IDEA! ITS SO SIMPLE BUT SO GOOD AHHHHHH

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Lovely night

Who: Wilbur x f!reader

Warnings: i dont think there is anything but if there is just let me know!

Pronouns: She / they

Word count: I have no clue

Requests: @poraphia

Anything’s else: I actually liked how this turned out! thanks for the idea lovely requester!

This story is NOT proofread

Listen to this while you read! <3

Both you and Wilbur aren’t the richest people around. For you, this was absolutely fine. But for Wilbur?

Well, Wilbur is just a bit disappointed about not being able to spoil you as much as he wants. Since you both have met, he’s been obsessed with getting you little gifts and taking you to cute dates. But what he really wants to do is to be able to take you to the fancy restaurant down the street from your guy’s apartment.

He’s told you about this little problem of his and you cant help but giggle every time he mentions it. The conversation always ends with a kiss on the cheek and the same six words. “Wil, i dont need all that!” But lately he wont stop talking about it. He’s been daydreaming about you in a fancy dress and him in a fancy tux. Not the old cheep one he has for all those dumb occasions. No, he wants to be able to give you a bouquet of roses and a ring that means forever. But most of all, he wants to make you happy.

You’ve noticed that this was starting to get to him. Every time you got home he would give you a kiss and a hug -per usual- then he would start talking about this dress he saw on twitter and how beautiful it would look on you. “And that dress would be perfect for that restaurant!” And every time you say that you dont need all that, he looks like a kid being rejected of a puppy.

And so, you set up a plan. While he was gone on tour, you saved up, took cooking classes, and learned how to do your best makeup possible. You called him up one night, “Hi Wil! Are you busy?” There was a slight pause and he spoke quietly, “No, i just have to be quiet.” You gave a soft laugh and spoke quietly. “I just wanted to make sure i have the right day for when your coming back.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Why?” You pouted, “Why? What, I can’t miss my boyfriend?”

He apologized at least 100 times before he woke Joe up. You said hi to Joe and hung up. “I love you Wil. See you soon?” You asked with a smile. “See you soon.” You hung up and silence fell on the room. You had 1 more week. You bought the dress he had mentioned 1,000 times, you made sure Tommy was free, and you made sure the house was clean. You were ready.

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“I’m two hours away.” he spoke and you could hear the boys in the back teasing him.

you fake sighed, “I guess i’ll just wait here. all alone, and sad, and-“

he stopped you, “Yeah i’ll try to hurry up.”

“No take your time, darling.”

he sighed, “All i want to do is get home and hug you.”

“Aweeee.” you put another fake eyelash on, “I miss you too baby.”

“Wilbur! The taxy is here!”

you laughed and he scoffed, “I’ll see you soon darling.”

“See you soon.” you hung up and looked at yourself in the mirror. you looked amazing. you hair was fixed, and the dress fit nicely just like wilbur said it would. everything was perfect.

2 hours: Tommy got there with a suit and a tie that was ties badly

1 hour 30 minutes: You and tommy set the table and clean the house. you fail to figure out how to tie tommy’s tie

1 hour: you start dinner and Tommy calls phil to help him tie his tie.

30 mins: you finish up dinner and you get out wilbur’s favorite wine

20 mins: you double check everything for 10 minutes

10 mins: you wake up Tommy from his nap and cehck to make sure you look good.

5 mins: you triple check that you look okay and you serve the food.

1 minute: You light the candles

0 mins: You hear a knock.

“Is that him?!?” you say with a cheerful smile. Tommy smiles, “No it’s the mailman.” he jokes. you roll your eyes and open the door. Wilbur has the biggest smile on his face and he’s holding flowers. You close the door behind you, not wanting to ruin the surprise, and jump into his arms. he gives you small kisses all around your face and neck; your giggling at his touch. he finally lets you go and you were so excited to see his reaction.

His eyes widen at the sight of you in the dress and he begins to ask questions. “YN? Where did you-“ you stopped him and grabbed his arm, interlocking your arm in his. you yelled out to tommy, “Ready!” tommy opens the door and the smell of delicious food swept through the door.

The sight of warm lighting and wine glasses were shows on the small table. Warm jazz music was playing and you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of Wilbur. His mouth was agape and his eyes completely widened. He turned to look at Tommy, who had his hair slicked back and a napkin on his arm (still holding the door open he cleared his throat.) “Welcome Mr. Gold and Ms. LN. I have your table ready right over there. He nudged his head towards the table and you and Wilbur walked in. Tommy quickly close the door and pulled out the chairs for both you and Wilbur.

Wilbur sat down, still in shock, and looked at his plate. Tommy spoke up, “You see, we already served you food because your girlfriend here, preordered. Wilbur laughed and Tommy grabbed the wine glass. “Tell me when to stop.” He started to pour the wine and Wilbur told him to stop about halfway, you did the same.

“Anything else?” Tommy asked.

“That’ll be all. Thank you.” Tommy winked at you and nodded his head. As he walked away you turned back to Wilbur. “So?” His mouth is still slightly open but soon enough, his cheeky smile appeared back on his face.

“Well, i feel like I’m a bit underdressed.” You both laughed and spent the rest of the night talking while Tommy took photos of both of you.

What a lovely night.

[hanniebanggi]

i love you • j.ww

genre: fluff

not proofread ! this is so rushed, i listened to this song and just decided to write this. it 3 am here btw lol.

stolen stares, stolen glances.

that's what wonwoo and y/n were used to.

or they got used to it.

wonwoo's heart beats so fast as if he is running a thousand miles with every touch of their lips, with every romantic touch, the burning desire for each other.

"won, what are we?"

"what do you mean?"

"you know what i mean." y/n said as they lie down on wonwoo's chest, sitting on a tub full of water and bubbles. both naked and fragile.

"we're friends. you're gyu's sibling. of course we're friends."

y/n sighed as they stood up, leaving the bathtub, covering theirself with a towel and leaving the bathroom.

"really? you're unbelievable."

he wishes. oh, how he wish he could put a name to what the two of you really are.

fuck the bro code.

no.

fuck being a coward.

he loves y/n so much. since he first saw y/n when they moved in front of his home.

he knows he loves y/n. y/n knows that as well. and its just a matter of when he is going to say it.

its been 5 years.

"5 years. five years of sharing kisses, five years of fucking. and dont fucking tell me its all normal because i know its not. im not a kid anymore. say it."

"s-say what?" wonwoo said as he followed y/n.

"be true to youself for once! you've said it to me when you're drunk. why not say it to me now that you're sober?"

tears on the verge of falling, as your hands are clenched on the towel that's covering y/n.

how he hates seeing you cry. but he hates it more when he's the reason of it.

"i-i—"

ten seconds became twenty. thirty. a minute. no words came out after that.

wonwoo stuttered, standing in front of them with head hanging low.

"you know what? nevermind. how long do i have to wait? do i always need to beg for you?"

"im sorry."

y/n hit his chest, all the frustration, and the mutual pining that could've solved with just one word.

"i love you."

.

.

.

y/n said.

"that's all i want to hear from you. but it looks like i'm just wasting my time, no?"

"im sorry. im sorry." wonwoo's voice quivered, as if something pulled his heartstrings and completely broke it.

"and im tired. this is the last time im going to see you for this bullshit. i want you. but not like this! i want your love. i want it all. and i know you wanna give it to me but why can't you?"

only sniffles were heard. and footsteps leaving the house.

wonwoo sat on the bed as y/n left. looking at the piece of jacket that was forgotten.

"i love you. i do. im sorry im such a coward. im sorry. i wanna give you everything. i really do. please... please—"

his voice squeaked as he took the jacket and placed it on his lap.

" —come back."

stolen stares, stolen glances.

that's what wonwoo is used to. or he got used to.

as he clapped along the huge crowd. celebrating your engagement with his brother, chan.

as the crowd's cheer died down. wonwoo reached out for the two.

"congratulations." he said as he hugged the two.

"i love you." wonwoo muttered.

"you finally said it—" chan said after wonwoo removed his embrace.

"— for the first time in my life, i heard my brother say i love you to me,this is crazy.'

"thank you, wonwoo." y/n said.

"no problem." he said with a small smile as he looked at them.

'i love you.'

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - uhhh... so i lied.

genre: angst

[annabelinlove]

“How long has it been since you’ve slept?”

I turn my face from the fire and look at the person who just sat next to me. Sirius Black looks at me with tired eyes, cigarette that’s waiting to be lit in his hand. I blink a few times to focus before answering.

“What are you talking about?” I ask, trying to sound awake, but judging from his face, I know I’m not doing a good job.

“You know what I’m talking about, pet. I am with you the whole day, if not me then Prongs or Moony, right until we’re tired and go to our room. When I can’t sleep, or wake up feeling restless, I come here to have a smoke and guess what. You’re here. Every single time. Reading, or writing or just staring at nothing like you were doing just now. We talk and then I go back to my dorm to go back to sleep, but I never see you leave. And every morning before class, you’re already here, prepared and everything. So tell me, darling. When was the last time you’ve slept?”

I stare at him with open mouth. I never knew he noticed these things, or actually thought about them. He’s looking at me with concern written all over his beautiful face. His frown forms wrinkles between his eyebrows and I wanna kiss them away. But you’re best friends, you can’t screams the voice in my head and I’m glad that my brain is working even without sleep. I want to open my mouth and answer him, but I have no idea what to say, so I just stare at him.

“C’mon, you know you can tell me anything. I’m your best friend, we’re supposed to tell each other when something is bothering us, so the other one can help. That’s what we’re here for.” he urges, desperation in his voice. His eyes are boring into mine, like he’s trying to read my mind, but I can’t help him do that.

“So that’s all I’m good for? Am I just a problem solver for you?” I tease him, trying to avert his attention from the topic. One side of his mouth twists, and I’m glad it amused him at least a little bit.

“You’re so much more than that to me, love.” Sirius promises, his features softening. He grabs my hand and his warmth seeps into me. “You are everything to me, so please, please tell me what’s bothering you. Why don’t you ever sleep?”

“Nothing, I’m just not tired.” I say nonchalantly, hoping that I sound convincing. He lifts one of his eyebrows and gives me an unimpressed look.

“Yeah, right. The circle under your eyes are so dark, I’d think you were a raccoon if I didn’t know any better, pet.” he jokes, but his eyes don’t hold any amusement, just pure concern. I sigh and look at our joined hands, my fingers toying with his rings. I open my mouth to say something but he interrupts me.

“I swear, if you’re gonna ask me why I’m wearing my rings now, I’m gonna strangle you.” he threatens, and I smile for the first time tonight, because it warms my heart that he knew I was gonna ask that. He knows me too well, it’s scary sometimes.

“I don’t wanna sleep.” I murmur, hoping he can’t hear me, but from the way he squeezes my hand, I know he did.

“Why don’t you wanna sleep, darling?” he asks gently. I shrug my shoulders, but he’s patiently waiting for my answer.

“Because I think a lot. And my mind goes to places I dont want it to go. I think about everything, the school, the future, us. And once I start, I can’t stop, until I fall asleep. But when I do, the nightmares begin. They’re horrible Siri.” my voice breaks and I try to take a deep breath, but fail. “I’m always alone in the dark, but I can feel I’m not alone, you know? Like the feeling you get when someone is watching you. And then, out of nowhere, someone just appears right in front of me. It’s either you, Jamie, Remmy, Marls or just anyone I like, but..B-but they’re dead, they’re always dead and staring at me with huge, lifeless eyes. And I try to move, to help them or run away, just to do something, but I can’t. It’s like I’m frozen in place. And then I hear voices, yelling at me that it’s my fault they’re dead or asking me to help or just telling me how worthless I am. And I can never wake up. No matter how much I try, to just wake up, I can’t. I keep telling myself that it’s not real, you are all okay and its just my imagination, but the longer it lasts, the realer it is and I can’t wake up and it’s terrible and it’s killing me and I don’t wanna sleep ever again because..” Sirius hugs me close to his body shushing me softly, stopping my rumbling. I didn’t even realize I was crying until I can feel the wet patch I formed on Sirius’ shoulder. I hiccup loudly, trying to keep my breathing calm, but failing once again.

“Shh, it’s okay love. Try to breathe. I’m here darling, don’t worry. I’m here with you and I’m not going anywhere. Just beathe, my love.” He murmurs into my ear, rocking us lightly. One of his hand if tightly wrapped around my back, drawing small circles, while the other one is in my head, protectively holding my head to his shoulder. I listen to his soft words, breathing in his cologne and trying to stop shaking. We stay like this for Merlin know how long, but he doesn’t stop whispering sweet nothings and rocking us lightly even after my breathing is regular and I’m no longer shaking. He squeezes me one last time, before slowly pulling away, yet his hands never leave my body. I’m basically sitting in his lap, but neither of us seem to mind.

“I’m so sorry, darling, I had no idea. I’m so fucking sorry..” he apologizes, but I interrupt him before he can say more.

“It’s not your fault, Siri. You couldn’t have known, because I never told you. I didn’t want you to worry.” I try to reassure him, hating that desperate look on his face, but he just shakes his head, and places his hands on my cheeks, his cold rings soothing my hot skin.

“I should have asked sooner, I knew something was wrong, but I decided to let it be and that’s on me, but I promise I’m never gonna do it again. I’m so sorry I’ve let you suffer alone for so long, my love. It’s never gonna happen again, I promise. You’re never leaving my side again. You’ll sleep in our dorm from now on. Company could help you, and you’re gonna try some of Remus’ tea, he hides under his bed and even if that’s not gonna work, we’ll go to Madam Pomfreys. You’re not in this alone okay? You have me and you always will, I’m not going anywhere and I won’t stop, until you get the rest you need and deserve okay?” he promises and I believe him. The look in his eyes is determined and I know that when he sets his mind on something, he doesn’t stop, until he achieves whatever it is he wants. I smile at him and nod, not being able to say anything. But Sirius doesn’t mind, he closes the distance between us, and gently kisses my forehead, the kiss lingering longer than usual and butterflies inside me are awakened. He leans back with me still in his arms and lays comfortably on the sofa. I set my head on his chest, and close my eyes listening to his heartbeat.

“You’re gonna get through this, I promise. I love so fucking much, more that you know, my love.” These are the last words I hear before drifting into sleep for the fist time in what feels like millennia.

And who knows, maybe one day I’ll share my secret about how I feel about him. And something about the way he holds me right now and his words tell me, that he will be glad I share another secret with him.

[paroslineage]

Mistake

Shinichiro Sano x Fem!Reader

TW : Blood, Reader Death, Canon Divergence.

This is my own original idea and the characters of TR do not belong to me but Ken Wakui. Do not steal :/

Genre : Fluff to Angst.

Masterlist.

Next > The Aftermath.

It was only a mistake....

09:42 P.M. was the time when it took place...

All it took was one regrettable action and a pair of Bolt Cutters...

It never meant to happen...

...

9:18 P.M.

"Shini~" You lovingly called out to your fiancé, elongating the last syllable.

"Yes darling?" Shinichiro replied chuckling oh so handsomely for someone who got rejected 20 times.

"When are you going to finish?" You whined wanting to just cuddle with your Shinichiro

"Just a minute more dear." Shinichiro replied lovingly and patiently.

You sigh purposefully to make him feel bad which actually does the job of getting Shinichiro to get the fixing wrapped up.

He sauntered over to you his usual boyish charming smile that made your knees weak. That was your first reason to fall for the older Sano in the first place afterall. After all the unsuccessful times of getting a girlfriend he finally found you...

His Diamond.

His one and only one.

Until the action took place unfortunately...

You both were now in the garage lobby room frolicking around.

"Hey Shini..?" You broke the silence first

"Hm..yes darling?" Shinichiro's deep voice replied to you.

"I can't wait to get married to you...can you believe that its in in one week?!" you exclaimed Excitedly.

Shinichiro chuckled at your excited tone and his deep obsidian eyes followed your every happy moment as you danced about adorably.

He strided towards you and gathered you into his arms holding you lovingly and firmly having no intentions to ever let go as he peered down at you with nothing but fondness and extreme devotion towards you ...his fiancée

"Me too darling...me too...I'm just waiting just so I can call you my wifey."

"You know? I'm still waiting for Mikey's,Emma's and Izana's reaction when I'm officially their Nee-San."

You sigh happily to which Shinichiro looks down at you with heart in his eyes and his heart swelling twice for the love you had for his dear siblings.

"And you know that you have the freedom to call me 'wifey' even now right?" You retorted in a playful sassy tone.

"Can't blame a man for having his goals right?" His eyes turned dark with desire as he held your bronze gaze locked in a heated manner.

You chuckle in amusement and slap his chest playfully making him give you a wide lopsided grin of his and leaned in to claim your soft and supple lips.

CLATTER!

Both of you freeze and maintain eye contact and suddenly fall quiet you clutching onto him scared and he reciprocates by holding you fiercely to his chest wanting to protect you.

"What was that?" You spoke quietly in a perturbed tone.

"I think some bastard broke in the garage ....stay here darling ...can't risk you getting hurt alright? I'll be back in no time I love you." Shinichiro kissed your temple tenderly before moving towards the garage with extreme caution.

"Be safe honey.."

"I will baby, dont worry."

Before an hour.

"Hey Kazutora. Where are we going?"

"Well, Mikey's birthday's coming up, right? we're gonna give him a present!"

"A present like what?"

"A CB250T, just come on."

Outside S.S MOTORS.

"This is the place."

"Here?"

"This bike shop."

"A CB250T..."

"Let's steal it ♡."

"What?! We can't just steal it!"

"We can't?"

"There's no way Mikey would be happy...if we got one that way."

"You dumbass. He doesn't need to know the details. The only way middle schoolers like us can get one is if someone older gives one to us, or we steal one."

"..."

Inside the Restaurant.

"What're you freaking out for? I sure the tank's not empty. Easy peasy."

"...You dumbass. That's not the problem here I'm telling you, stealing is bad."

"You wanna see Mikey happy, don't you?~ This is the bike he's always dreamed of."

"Yeah, but..."

"Come on don't back out now~"

"...Fine..."

Current Time 9:27.

"Kazutora..."

"You always complain..But here you are, right by my side again. Let's go."

"Seriously? It opened.."

"Whoa, no security alarms or anything? Sweet ♡. What're you doing, Baji?"

"Are we really gonna do this, Kazutora."

"Keep it down."

"There's no turning back, dude. Are we really gonna do this,Kazutora?"

"just shut up. is it this way?"

...

"Look, Baji. It's the CB250T!".

"It's so awesome."

"Wait this thing isn't new."

"Yeah, its here for maintainance..It's a total custom job. Look at those thick wheels. This bike... I'm sure Mikey would look super badass on it."

"All right, let me see it. Damn it...It's not breaking off easy."

"Hurry up."

"It's so hard!...I got it!"

"All right! Let's roll it out. Yes! It's got gas in the tank. it'll start.

"It's too soon for that. I'm gonna go outside and open the shutters."

"R-Right. Got it."

This might actually work, Kazutora.

"Yeah. I can just see Mikey's beaming face now."

"Yeah. You're gonna have the best birthday ever, Mikey!"

Currently.

"Hey!...the hell? we gettin' robbed? whose shop you think you're breakin' into, huh?"

"Shit! He's got a weapon! What do we do?!"

"you little bastards ...you're not gonna get away!"

"What do we do?! He totally saw my face! Even if we make it out of here, we'll be arrested! What should we do?!"

"Hey...you look familiar."

"Huh?!"

"Is that you, Keisuke?"

"Shi...Shinichiro-kun? Why...What are you doing here?"

"What? Well, this is my shop."

"It's your..."

Meanwhile with you.

You were worried sick thinking why hadn't Shinichiro returned yet?

So you decided that you will go to him instead.

You went to the garage and saw Shinichiro talking to little Keisuke.

Keisuke's breath hitched and started trembling as he saw you...

...

His older sister ...

Y/N Baji...

"Hmm...What ....Kei....is that you....?.."You spoke unsure, squinting your eyes in the dark to see better.

"Honey?"

"Nee-san?..."

What You and Shinichiro did not see was Kazutora sneaking up on Shinichiro with a pair of bolt cutters...

Keisuke noticed and his eyes widened as he tried to stop his best buddy Kazutora.

"Kazutora, don't!" Baji had his eyes widened to the point of just dots.

Crack!

Just as Shinichiro was about to get hit you stepped in between Shinichiro and took the hard brunt force to your head before falling down harshly.

Thud!

"Let's get the hell outta here, Baji!"

Baji left the bike which fell to the floor and ran towards the couple.

"Nee-San..Nee-San! What the hell did you do Kazutora?!"

"What was I supposed to do?! He saw us but she came in between!"

"Baby...my darling...hey ...wake up!" Shinichiro fell to his knees and scampered to your body cradling it.

"Nee-San?..." Kazutora smiled confused

"She...she...she's my older sister!" Baji replied with an anguished tone, his teary eyes not leaving your face.

Kazutora dropped the bolt cutters and started trembling as he took in your appearance, bleeding furiously from the forehead.

Meanwhile Shinichiro was in another distress.

"Hey...Y/N ...hey wifey ...get up please get up." He uttered loudly as he cradled your cold, limp body rocking you back and forth to ease his anxiety and shaking.

and Keisuke was...

"Nee-San I'm sorry...I'm sorry Nee-San please wake up." Keisuke sobbed violently as he fell to his knees and tried to crawl towards Shinichiro and you.

"Why..why is he crying?" Kazutora had a shaky grin as he pointed towards the broken man.

"Y/N Nee-San is.....is Shinichiro-kun's Fiancée!"

the following words make Kazutora's trembling worse.

"...Fiancée..."

"What are you standing there for?! Call the ambulance!!" Keisuke barked at Kazutora in distress.

Still Kazutora could not move as he was having a panic attack.

Shinichiro fell awfully quiet has he looked down at you. his obsidian eyes now dull and diminished ..your face peaceful ..had it not been the blood running down your temple he would have thought that you were sleeping peacefully without any care in the world.

Suddenly Shinichiro wailed in anguish clutching you closer to his chest and possibly heart...

hearing such a wail, both Baji and Kazutora froze in their places their eyes darting to the couple.

One had revenge on his mind.

One was In a state absolute anguish and distress mourning for his beloved.

and

One was sobbing incoherently apologizing without his cause.

...

oh right ....it was 9:42 P.M.

The sound of the ambulance and police sirens came came from a distance but neither of them both tried to move.

as one was shaking in his boots claiming that

it's all Mikey's fault...

and

the other one having his bronze hued eyes stuck to couple more precisely the black haired woman that laid perfectly still in Mikey's older brother's arms as he cried to no one, his voice raspy as he quietly begged for you to get up.

Keisuke thinking that how will he face his own mother now?

Ryoko Baji. The mother of two, her eldest daughter

Y/N Baji and youngest son Keisuke Baji.

Well now deceased daughter....

the police soon came into the vicinity with the paramedics trying to pry your body from the black haired man's grip as the he tried his best to keep you with himself helplessly.

Meanwhile the police arrested both the kids and had them escorted outwards.

Kazutora kept uttering only one thing ...

"It's all Mikey's fault.."

and Baji was somber, dead within beautiful bronze eyes dulled with now his beloved Nee-San gone.

as they were both getting escorted towards the police car Mikey came to the crime scene looking clueless and as he met Baji's eyes.

"Baji! What's wrong... What's happening?" Mikey who had just arrived to the crime scene completely clueless asked Baji innocently with a frantic tone.

Baji could only tearfully apologize with a heavy anguished voice

"Mikey ...I'm sorry."

Mikey darted his eyes behind Baji and saw paramedics carrying your bloodied corpse on a stretcher and his beloved aniki Shinichiro begging them not to take you away from him and he clutched onto your pale limp hand for dear life.

Mikey understood what had happened... What took place while he was at home...

But for Baji

...

Well what was he apologizing for?

...

For that one Mistake that never intended to happen.

Not to you at least...