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cloverdaisies · 1 year

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SLOW IT DOWN: LEE JUYEON pt 1

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# Slow it down, make it bouncy, 지금부터 fly좀 다른 spicy, 청양고추 vibe

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a lee juyeon x reader imagine

contains mature themes e.g risks, violence, dangerous driving, suggestive themes reader discretion is advised.

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hi (your name) you’ve been invited to play RACEFORTIME!

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Do you accept the invite YES OR NO?

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CONGRATS! you chose the right option and escaped permanent elimination let me search for a party to put you in…

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FOUND! you are now apart of party 11.. enjoy the game…

“y/n i know you didn’t just join that fucking game” kevin, your best friend looked over your shoulder to the computer screen resting on the desk beneath.

“why not? it looks fun.” you replied with a chuckle watching as his face exploded in horror.

“it’s not fun until you’re either- you know- killed by it or I DONT KNOW killed doing something for it.” he choked on his words slightly, pacing the room and throwing his hands dramatically in the air.

“that’s just a myth, some people just get addicted to it and end up being killed because they go to far.” you rolled your eyes, turning around to scroll through the game rules.

"that's because you literally cannot the leave the game! do you not remember johnny? he tried to leave the game so he could go to his math exam and suddenly dropped dead in the theatre?- LISTEN i’m not even meant to mention that in case they end up coming for me for talking about it! why? why did you do thi-”

“listen kevin, it was my idea and johnny already had existing health problems it was just a coincidence, plus since school is over i’m bored and want some fun in my life.” you laughed at the boy’s concern and patted the top of his peachy little head.

“listen if you do this to yourself i want no part in it. you might be my best friend but i’m not risking my life for that game.” he sighed, but was shortly cut off by a jovial tune that hummed from the speakers of your laptop.

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hey! (your name) you have your first task to complete! remember there’s clues all over the city! don’t skip any pointers!

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- find the key hidden in a mailbox the west corner of 67th street

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- your mode of transport is linked to a chain and lock near the bike shelter on west avenue.

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- hop on and join a specific competition in town as a rider and win

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- meet player #109 without explicit mention of racefortime

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you have 3 hours to complete!

WIN OR LOSE? good luck!

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“kev, you have to take me to 67th street now.” you turned around with a glimmer of adrenaline lighting up in your eyes.

“i’ve literally just said i’m not getting involved.” he folded his arms in an indefinite refusal, but softened his posture as your soft puppy eyes shone back up at him.

“i can’t drive! and there’s no way i’d get there in time without you. plus if things were like you said, wouldn’t i die if i didn’t complete the task.” you were using his own words against him, in a cruel way but yet you found it still unconvincing that a game had some sort of sorcerers ability to kill people

“fine. but that’s it! i’m out.” he grabbed his car keys, observing the 2:58:54 that lit up both your phone and laptop screen.

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kevin drove you into the city, picking up speed wherever he could as the dark night had settled in and by the time you guys had reached 67th street the timer hit 2:36:43.

“it could be any of these mailboxes y/n! this is a death wish!” kevin put his face in his palms out of stress before exhaling and parking his car on the curb of the west corner.

“it’s a branded game kevin, there has to be a clue somewhere.” you laughed observing each mailbox, as you strolled past them until you saw a smiley face sticker with the eyes crossed out with graffitied handwriting which read “good luck!”.

“calabunga.” you smiled, using the lever to open the box and retrieve the black key placed inside. “let’s go.”

kevin huffed as you sprinted back to the vehicle eager to feel the adrenaline seep through your veins.

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kevin dropped you off at west avenue, giving you a hug before explaining his reasons for not being able to stay.

“take care of yourself and don’t get hurt. please call me if you need me.” a line he had gotten used to saying at this point considering your lifestyle he was used to your flighty antics. but it seemed like this time you’d gone a little too far.

there were multiple bikes chained up near the bike shelter on west avenue, but it wasn’t like you had time to eliminate each one. one motorcycle stood out in particular, it was jet black, clearly a brand new build with a huge silver smiley face pad lock attached to a clunky metal chain on the side.

you inserted the key in hopes of it being the right one and sighed in relief when the chain loosened and lock burst open.

“nice bike.” a butter smooth voice hollered from behind you, you turned to see a pink haired boy behind you, covered in tattoos and piercings.

“thanks. just got it.” you replied with a chuckle, pushing the bike forward out of the shelter.

“do you know how to ride it?” he asked cocking his eyebrow up slightly.

“not really but my dad used to ride em, so it can’t be there hard.” you laughed nervously, swinging your leg over the seat and settling on board.

“how about i drive you into town, since i think i can see what you’re playing and you take it from there?” he suggested, watching your face contort as you battled the decision in your head.

“i don’t know. i think i’ll be fine.” you replied, not trusting his sinister appearance and judging eyes.

“how else would you get there without having a clue how to ride it?” he made suspicious eye contact with you, his facial expressions seemingly trying to tell you something.

he’s a player.

he must had been told to pick you up and take you into town.

“ah. i get it. yeah, sure you can take me into town.” you smiled, clocking his nervous movements and sigh of relief at your acceptance of the offer.

“thank you.” he puffed out in gratitude quickly hopping on the bike, and handing you the singular helmet hung on the side.

“do you not need this?” you asked hopping on the back behind him. he turned around with a look on his face that read “are you serious right now?”

“no, who where’s those? now quick we only have 1 hour and 50 minutes.” he shrugged off your words and with that he started the engine, waiting for you to pull the helmet over your head and place your hands around his waist before speeding off onto the main road into town.

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hollering, yelling, the sound of smashed bottles and a heavily a intoxicated crowd lit up the nightlife in town as they all gathered round main street gearing up for one of the most exciting street races in town.

pulling on the brakes, the pink haired boy slowed arriving at the riders bay at the beginning of the street, there were multiple boys who were just like him, accessorizing in tattoo sleeves and thick silver jewelry.

“okay, the main race starts in 10 minutes. don’t talk to anyone, there’s some wrong people around here.” he told you within a genuine tone, seemingly as he frowned.

“why are you-” you were about to ask why he was telling you this information before he started the gas on the bike again.

“i’m sorry.” he spoke just above a whisper in remorse.

“for what? you’re not stealing my bike, are you?” your tone rose slightly, eyes lighting up red in the reflection of the brake lights.

“RIDERS GEAR UP.” a loud voice chanted through a megaphone as each motorcycle began lining up down the street.

“i have to.” he laughed, driving away from you as you attempted the run after the boy.

“shit.” your legs soon grew tired and it was no use running after him at this point considering he was driving away at what felt like 90mph.

if what kevin said was true, you were dead.

you had no bike to race with and time was ticking down like sand, 1:05:34, the clock on your phone read with a sad smiley face beneath it. “uh oh” a robotic voice echoed through your speakers. it knows my bike was stolen?

you shrugged it off, watching as girls jumped on the back of their boyfriends bike ready for the race to start. you ran past each rider, asking if you could just by any chance, hop on the back of their bike for the race. but you knew you couldn’t mention the game, or the time you had left in your phone and most of them refused laughing at you pathetically.

“hop on mine.” a sultry sweet voice beckoned from behind you, a jet black haired boy with sharp facial features and a silver lip ring faced you, seemingly catching a glimpse of your phone screen which read 1:0:30.

without a second thought, you stuffed your phone in your pocket and slid on to the back of his bike.

“thank you.” you sighed in relief, looking around for a helmet to wear but there wasn’t one. “do you not have a helmet?”

“RIDERS YOUR RACE BEGINS IN… ” the megaphone voice echoed through the street, riders reviving their engines and the crowd spitting, hollering in excitement.

“no. just put your arms around me. hurry the fuck up there’s no time.” his tone grew serious and you rushed to wrap your arms around him as the traffic lights flicked between red and amber.

“READY.”

“SET.”

“GO.”

each driver released their brakes, shooting down the street at speeds above 100mph with no fear of consequences.

that rush of adrenaline you craved, rushed through your vessels as the motorcycle sped through the night, passing each street lamp at exhausting speeds, eliciting high pitched whistles and screams from the crowd behind the barricade.

the kind boy driving you wasn’t rushing yet, he capped his speed at 90mph for the first lap falling to the back of the hoard of vehicles crowding at high speed.

“we’re behind. we have to win.” you yelled into the boys ear over the overwhelming sound of roaring engines.

“i know but just wait until-” he shouted back but was largely cut off by the sound of screeching metal and a silencing crash as two riders brutally collided.

“THAT. that’s why you want to be behind.” he silenced you as you looked back gobsmacked at the fatal scene. shards of metal and bike parts still flying in the air almost decapitating you and the boy.

it was almost the final lap, riders being eliminated by obstacles one by one, crashing and setting fire to their vehicles.

turning the last corner, the boy picked up speed, racing towards the front of the competition, neck and neck with the rider beside you. looking to your left you saw the familiar pink haired boy, racing on the stolen bike towards the finishing line. he smirked, leaning to his right and almost clashing with your vehicle.

“Juyeon doing charity work? Awhh.” he cooed over the racketing sound of his engine, giving a name to the boy that had helped you enter the race.

“Fuck off, thief.” you hollered back, watching him smile and and shake his head, eliciting an overtaking match between Juyeon and himself.

00:00:30

“Juyeon! We have 30 seconds left!” you shouted over to the boy in front, he nodded and ramped up the speed one more time.

with that, the pink haired boy fell behind, the finishing line within arms length, the thrill of winning biting at you.

a tacky horn sounded as you crossed the finish line,

00:00:00

YOU WIN!

your phone screen lit up with digital confetti, the flash light turning off in a staccato pattern as the bike came to a hault.

“Yes! We win!” you squealed, hugging the boy as a thank you, he smiled slightly looking up to something with a cocky grin.

“Yes, we did indeed.” he spoke mysteriously, you followed his eyes up to the large billboard screen on one of the skyscrapers in the city.

both yours and juyeon’s face lit up on the big screen with a banner that read:

“POWER COUPLE? RACEFORTIME BIKE RACE WINNERS”

you covered your face in embarrassment, shying away from the camera as juyeon wrapped an arm around your shoulder smiling and waving - eliciting the crowd of girls gathered around with their phones to squeal.

“remember to upvote me, as your favorite player!” he said into the camera, giving it a heart which contrasted his dark mysterious appearance, leather jacket and piercings.

your phone began to chime with notifications, follows on instagram, messages from classmates, and a score in the top right corner began to rise.

Congratulations! (your name), you’ve surpassed 1000 supporters on RACEFORTIME.

“you gain popularity from this?” you asked curiously watching Juyeon smile back down at you.

“hell yeah. you’re talking to the most popular guy in the game.” he showed you his screen with a proud glint in his cat-like eyes.

player #109: JUYEON LEE

WINS: 25

SUPPORTERS: 1.3m

“what’s your name?” he asked clicking on to the search bar of the app.

“y/n.” you replied with your name and username, a banner notification popping up at the top of your screen to say he’d followed you.

“thanks by the way, juyeon.” you smiled at him, watching him check his bike for scratches crouched on the floor.

“no problem, if you need anymore help let me know. it’s hard to survive this game.” he spoke solemnly, looking over his shoulder at the pink haired boy sat at the sidelines with his head in his hands.

as you began to walk off, you looked up to see kevin stood at the sidelines with a look that replicated death itself. an appalled, gobsmacked “o” for lips and eyes sunken in fear.

“you’re so dead when we get home.” he whacked you over the back of your head slightly, and escorted you back to his car despite distressing that he wasn’t coming to pick you up at all.

you turned back one last time to catch eyes with the mysterious juyeon lee, hopping back on to his motorcycle yet still watching you walk away.

you waved shyly, seeing a smile creep on to his face before he lifted his hand to wave back.

hopefully this wasn’t the last time you’d see him.

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hello my daisies !! dedicated to @winterchimez for a late bday present <3 ahhh i love this concept so much and hope you enjoyed too!! this is one of my favorite storylines yet <3

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stabbyfoxandrew · 11 days

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mafia au please the boys are going THROUGH IT RN

WIP Wednesday (9/4) | Mafia Front Restaurant AU (Part 216)

After a couple breaths, Kevin chokes out, "I'm sorry."

"It's all right. I'm not..." Jean licks his lips and shakes his head. "It doesn't matter."

“It does, I know it does. But I was afraid to tell you so I lied. Like a fucking coward!” Kevin says, voice dripping with self loathing. He starts to talk again and Jean silences him with a thumb over his lips.

“Afraid of what?”

“Afraid you’d leave me.” Kevin answers, voice rough. The sound of it, the meaning of the words… It has Jean’s heart breaking. There is no version of him who would ever leave Kevin, not in the entire universe.

"Kevin." Jean says firmly. Kevin blinks a few times and Jean drops his forehead onto Kevin's. "You're a beautiful idiot. Do you know that?"

"Huh?"

"Do you know how many times I kissed Neil when you were gone?" Jean murmurs low enough that Neil can't hear. "Hundreds."

"Yeah, but we—"

"Neil was my partner there. Andrew was your partner then. He took care of you and you loved him. That doesn't negate my feelings for you. Nothing can negate my feelings for you. If anything could, your attitude would've done it long ago." Jean says, just to get on his nerves. It works. And makes Neil laugh.

“I love you.” Kevin says, releasing Jean's wrists to pull him in for a hug. Jean's arms are smashed between them, hands still on Kevin's face, but he can feel the way he's shaking. He kisses Kevin's head.

"I love you too. You ridiculous man," Jean says against his hair. Kevin tucks his head into Jean's neck and they stay that way for a moment, only startling apart when Neil clears his throat.

"Why did Andrew threaten his cousin?" He asks, lounging in his chair again like he'd never moved at all. Jean wants to throttle him. Why the fuck does it matter?

"Huh? Oh. I never figured it out. All I know is Nicky had a thing for me.” (Of course he did, look at you, Jean thinks.) “One night, we were at the club and I heard my name mixed up into some German. I assumed Nicky was drunk and forgot I didn't speak it. Before I could ask what he said, Andrew had him pinned to the wall with a knife at his throat.”

Good man, Jean thinks before shaking that thought away. Andrew Minyard might not have kissed his boyfriend, but he still beamed Jean with a ball in that one game—

"So, he threatened his cousin over you," Neil points out, making Jean's hatred shrink again. Damn it. He’s French, it shouldn’t be so easy.

"Yeah. That was the deal. Andrew said he would keep me safe no matter what." Kevin says, his expression wistful. Then it falls away. "But I walked away. He's not obligated to keep me safe anymore. He can do or say anything he wants."

"I still don't think he'd do it," Neil says as Jean leads Kevin to the other side of the couch and sits down. He waits for Kevin to sit beside him, but he just tilts his head back to look at the ceiling. Jean ogles his throat.

"Yeah. But what if he does?"

"No one would believe it. As far as anyone knows, you have not seen either of us since we were teammates," Jean says, a bit of insecurity gnawing at him. It disappears when Kevin drops into his lap. Jean winds his arms around him immediately, pulling Kevin closer and nuzzling into his hair. "Tell us, what is the worst that could happen if people knew?"

#aftg #kevjean #Mafia Restaurant AU #WIP Wednesday #🕊️#answered #anon #long post

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askthechronoverse · 15 days

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Last Chapter •||• Next Chapter

The two kids approached a red and green shack that looked like a small house and felt like it was both there forever and a fly by night sight. The bushes and trees held galaxies of colored and white lights and a sign indicated that an S. Claus resided there. Kevin told her to stay back as he headed for the door and was greeted by a teenager in an elf costume. As Kevin spoke to her, Kit watched the people walking on the square. She fought back the intrusive thoughts that this was a wild goose chase and a waste of time. Kevin said he would help her and maybe stopping the bad guys in the van was key to revealing the foundation element. She was snapped out of her thoughts by Kevin calling her name. He was now next to a large man in a long dark jacket. Under that jacket was an outfit of velvet red. His beard was long and white. She rushed over to them and gasped. He was talking to Santa Claus! Kevin has one heck of a hookup!

“Kit, can you tell this guy what you're looking for? This is my guy. He works for Santa.” Kevin pointed to the man, who was checking his watch. Kit's mind ran through what she needed quickly, but one wish rose to the surface and locked itself into being.

“I… I just want my dad back. I know that's selfish. I know I don't deserve it. I just want him back.” Kit was barely able to choke out the words, despite saying them the whole journey like an incantation. The man dressed as Santa looked completely taken off guard, brows now burrowing into the middle of his face.

“Well… Hang on. We ran out of candy canes because of some kids who took too many, but everyone who sees Santa gets… something.” As he dug through his pockets, Kevin protested. The Santa waved him off and pulled out a box of mints. “Hold out your paws, kids.” He took Kevin's mittened hand, then Kit's and tapped a total of three cylinder shaped mints into their palms. “Don't spoil your dinners.” The two said they wouldn't and left the Santa behind.

“That was a really good idea, Kevin! Santa should be able to help us.” Kit was fighting her emotions at this point, struggling to stay emotionally stable.

“Yeah, thanks! I'm surprised you didn't ask for your special thing. Would your dad help you find it?” The two walked past the chapel and were greeted by the sound of children singing. Kevin stopped to listen and turned to walk in. He gestured for her to follow and Kit ran in after him, wondering if the lady in black was still there. She didn't have to wonder for long.

“Hello again, child!“ The nun beamed as she tapped Kit's shoulder. “I was hoping to see you again. Did you find your special object?” Kit shook her head. “I would still be happy to help. What are you looking for?”

“It's just… old and magical. I don't know.” Kit's shoulders dropped. The woman frowned, but not for long.

“I don't know about old, but what you might call magic might be different to different people. There's a kind of magic in everything. That's what my father told me. There's magic in cold lemonade on a warm summer day and even in the singing of our children's choir.” She waved widely to the children singing in the large room in front of them. “The feeling of helping others is a kind of magic as well, a powerful one.”

“Is it magic to do something good for… selfish reasons?” Kit watched the choir sing, amazed by how coordinated everything was.

“What are the reasons?” The woman asked, disarmingly calm.

“I'm trying to find the special thing to get my dad back. He's gone and-” Kit began to cry a little. The woman offered her a tissue, which she took.

“I'm sorry for your loss, child. Losing someone you love isn't something that most adults know how to handle sometimes. Surely, if this special thing was important to your father, it makes sense you want to have it to keep him close. What was important to your father?”

“Um… our home. He always says that he fought to keep our home safe. And our family? His friends?” She spoke between sobs.

“Those are the things you want to keep close. Your father left a bit of himself in all of those things. Even now that he is no longer with you, he's still there.” The nun nodded as Kit let the idea sink in. “Wanting someone you lost isn't selfish, but honoring their memory is a better way to live.”

“So, it's OK for me to want to do stuff for him?”

“You wouldn't be doing it for him. You would be doing it because of him.” Her face lit up as Kit's did, excited by her realization. “Do you understand?” Kit nodded. “Good. I know that what I provided isn't physical. But I hope it helped.” Kevin tapped Kit's shoulder as he passed. “Looks like your friend is ready to go. Merry Christmas, child.” The church bells had started ringing at this point, sounding out that it was 8:00. Kevin grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the cathedral.

“We have an hour.” She said as the two ran to Kevin's house. “Do you have a plan?” Kevin nodded, the two sliding into his lawn and through the back door. He quickly whipped out a crayon drawn map of his house that childishly proclaimed that it was his battle plan. They outlined where certain pitfalls could be placed from Christmas ornaments to… fire? Heavy cans? Kevin meant business.

“I… I don't know about some of these. Are we trying to hurt them?”

“They'll be fine.” There was a slight inking of uncertainty in Kevin's voice, but Kit wasn't going to push any further. Maybe people from this world were just more resilient? “You can put down the ornaments, feathers, and the Micro Machines. I'll take care of the rest.” Kevin walked off and came back with pillows and a box full of round ornaments and tiny vehicles. “Just follow the battle plan. We can take them on together.” He held out his hand and Kit took it. They shook hands and went their separate ways to set their traps.

It wasn't long before their work was done. Kevin waited at the side entrance while Kit waited in the treehouse. She waited for her cue as she watched the burglars try to break into the house and be foiled by Kevin’s ingenuity. She kept her focus, but once the bandits had gotten into the house, her mind went to the words of the woman in black. Do things because of her father, not for him. The words sank in her mind like cold air on a warm day. Both her fathers were brave and noble, despite the things they've done. RJ turned his whole life around to help people with the technology he stole and Richard did everything in his power to protect the whole kingdom from harm, even though hiding the history of said kingdom was terrible.

Save the multiverse because of them, not for them.

Would they even be proud of her at the end of the journey? Would they ever even know what she did? She supposed these were the same thoughts going through Kevin's mind. She had more evidence than her partner in crime that the answer to the second question was probably no. If anything, she'd probably be grounded for leaving her aunt and uncle's house. Did that matter? She supposed not.

The sound of grunting from outside grabbed Kit's attention. She grabbed a pair of hedge trimmers and flew to the entrance of the treehouse. As Kevin had predicted, the bandits were climbing on a rope to her hideout. The bald bandit, whose cap was now burnt at the top, gasped.

“There's two of them! Marv, turn around!” The words barely left his lips before the two scrambled to get back to where they came from.

“Sorry guys. I didn't agree to the flamethrowers. You really shouldn't be breaking into somebody's house, you know.” She struggled with her task, but eventually the line connecting the house to the treehouse was cut in two. The bandits swung on the rope and into the side of the house. Kit cringed. Would they be OK? She knew they were the bad guys, but that still looked like it hurt. She watched the bandits scramble to their feet and follow Kevin to a house nearby. Kit saw an intimidating looking man leave his house with a shovel. She leaned out the window of the treehouse and waved to get the man's attention. He looked from her to the house and the bandits’ retreating backs and nodded. She then ran to the house to call the police. The sound of sirens signaled to her that this was all over.

As the police took the bandits away, Kevin returned to her. “Are your parents going to get mad at you?”

“The cops say that they'll explain it to my parents when they get home. I just need to call them and tell them.” Kevin rubbed his head. “Thanks for your help. I'm sure they would have gotten away without you.”

“I don't think I really did that much, Kevin.” Kit admitted. “You did all the brave stuff. I just cut a cord and called for help.”

“That was still really helpful.” He looked at the icy stairs and sighed. “We probably should clean all this up.” Kit nodded and got to work helping Kevin clean, working long into the night until the two collapsed into sleep.

Kit woke up later that morning, awoke to the sound of a loud ruckus in the house. She trotted down the stairs and was met with a flood of other people. At the center of it all was Kevin and the red-haired woman from the photo. Kevin waved for her to come over as the woman looked at the girl very confused.

“And it looks like you invited a friend. I'm glad you weren't totally alone?” Kit nodded, a little bit intimidated on how large Kevin's family truly was. “Do you want me to call your parents? I'm sure they want you home for Christmas day. “

“I'm sure they want me home period. I still have something I need to do before I go though.” Kit turned to leave. She barely got out the door before Kevin stopped her.

“Hey, wait!” She turned around, seeing that Kevin had something in his hands. “I wanted to give you something.” He held an antique bronze star tree topper. “I know this is our tree star and you probably have your own but… I hope you find your dad. Your wish needs to come true too. “ She took the star and it finally clicked. The power that she felt when she was decorating the tree with Kevin was from this. Maybe her wish was being granted after all. She placed the star into her messenger bag and sighed softly.

“Thank you, Kevin. I'm glad you got your family back.” She started to head toward town. As she got out of Kevin's sight, she fell through a portal that had opened underneath her.

#⌈the newspaper isn't antiquated⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈writings⌋#⌈the ashes of disaster drift to you⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈days of oblivion⌋

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delicategardenervoid · 2 months

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You Promised

(Sequel to “I Promised”)

Seth’s knee hurt.

No, his knee was in agony.

It felt like it had been ripped apart and torn to shreds, which technically was true. His knee had been put through the ringer for the past two nights. Trying to stand, let alone walk was an insane challenge.

And as Kevin helped Seth hobble backstage, handing him off to the trainer and giving him a ‘good luck’ pat on the shoulder and an encouraging smile, Seth was on his way. The new trainer asking him question after question as they entered the cold room, his body covering in goosebumps as he did so. “I’ll get you ice, okay? You just hang tight.” He said, rushing out the door.

“Not like I can go anywhere.” Seth mumbled, laying his head against the cold paint covered cinder block wall. For a while, the only sound he heard was his own breathing, slightly faster than normal from the throbbing and ever present pain in his knee that wouldn’t go away. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on anything other than the raging pain now shooting up his entire leg. ‘You’re okay. It’ll be okay.’ He kept repeating to himself as he focused on his breathing, trying to calm himself from the panic of what answers there might be to how badly he was injured.

Seth was snapped out of his thoughts of panic by the door slamming open. Seth jumped, his head shooting to see who was standing in the door. His eyes widened, and his blood went cold.

Standing in the doorway was the tear stained face of Roman Reigns. His hair tied up cleanly into a bun, his shirt still off, not having changed from his ring gear.

He had been waiting for Seth.

Roman took a shaky breath, Seth could tell his body was buzzing from adrenaline. “You promised.” He said, his voice trembling. “You promised me Seth.” Roman took a slow step towards him. “I…I lost everything. And you helped.” Roman’s voice was full of pain and confusion. Roman began to take bigger steps toward Seth, the smaller man subconsciously sinking down. “Do you really hate me that much?” He asked.

Seth’s lips formed a narrow line. “Roman.” He whispered.

“I love you.” He paused. “You told me you loved me more than you hated me.”

Seth’s eyes fell to the linoleum floor below. “I do.” His voice was soft.

“Then why?” Roman’s voice was almost a yell.

Seth winced as his knee shot up pain up to his hip. “I just-the company needed a change.”

Roman was now at Seth’s side. “A change?” His eyes were full of disbelief. “I carried it on its back for four years. I was the reason people came, I got asses in seats, I sold tickets. And you thought it needed a change?” Roman’s hands were squeezed at his sides. “I saved this business.” Roman huffed. “I did.” His finger poked himself in his chest, seemingly to reassert his point.

Seth frowned, slowly looking up at Roman. “And look at what it did to you.” Roman paused, taken aback by Seth’s statement. He looked at Roman, his eyes glossy. “Look who it made you become.” Seth shook his head. “You’re not my Roman. You’re not Jon’s Roman.” Seth reached for Roman’s wrist, who tensed up but allowed it. “You’re a Roman who you think those people need you to be.” Seth’s thumb gently ran over Roman’s pulse. “Ro-“ he started, pausing as he took a deep breath. “I needed you to come back to me.” His eyes pleading with the taller man.

Roman’s lip quivered as he stared down at Seth. “You promised me.” His voice sounded full of defeat and sadness. “You said you’d never wear this again. You said-“ Roman began getting choked up, wiping his eyes with his free hand. “I told you…your promises don’t mean shit.”

Seth furrowed his eyebrows. “I know you did Ro.” He whispered. “I didn’t…it wasn’t my first choice.” He shook his head, gripping Roman’s wrist tighter. “It wasn’t really my idea.”

Roman’s eyes widened. “Who suggested it? Was it Cody? I’ll fuck that little twerp up, I swear to god!” He growled, attempting to storm out of the room, Seth gripping his wrist tighter to keep him in place.

“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that it’s done.” Seth grabbed Roman’s attention again. He slowly turned towards Seth; Roman’s body began to slump in exhaustion. “C’mere.” He waved with his hand, signaling for Roman to get on his knees at eye level with Seth. Roman did so and instantly pressed his forehead against Seth’s.

He took a long shaky breath. “You’re lucky I’m too tired to beat your ass.”

Seth smirked, letting out a small laugh. “Yeah, yeah I know.” He put his hand against Roman’s cheek. “It’s okay baby.” Seth mumbled.

Roman broke down in sobs once more, gripping into Seth’s shoulder tight. “Seth…” he whimpered.

Seth shushed him, wiping his tears away. “You can rest now Roman.” Roman leant more into Seth, pressing almost his whole body weight into the other man. “I’ve got you.” He whispered.

#Seth Rollins #Roman Reigns #rolleigns #tribal chief #Wrestlemania

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queer-lovebot · 1 year

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Nora was SUCH a coward for not giving us Kandreil honestly. Like truly Kevin makes their dynamic work so differently (I’ll never forgive her for using him moreso as a plot device than an actual developed person).

ANYWAY. How do you think Kevin felt post canon about Andreil’s relationship? Now that he has the time to worry about boys instead of being whisked away and tortured by the Ravens?

I think he doesn’t feel anything for a while (or he thinks he doesn’t) because he’s still in fight or flight and checking around every corner. Sure everyone else might be sure at ease, but he’s lived in the Nest all his life and that kind of shit doesn’t just go away. He’s still gonna have paranoia. He’s still gonna have nightmares. They’re just more bogeyman nowadays. He goes to therapy about it at Andrew’s insistence. And after months of just Starting to unpack the endless trauma, of allowing himself to be vulnerable again, he starts thinking about boys.

He’s not coming to some new realizations about anything. He’s known Andrew was attractive, knows the bond they have is deeper than most. He’s always loved Neil’s fiery attitude and the way they bump heads as well as how they come together. He knows he could live without either of them, but he knows he doesn’t want to. It’s moreso he’s looking at everything in a broader scope instead of pinpoint moments.

It’s strange at first. Wanting someone in your life forever is different than harboring romantic feelings for them. It’s a different way of finding home in someone. So he tries to play it off. He doesn’t wanna get in the way of Andrew and Neil, and he doesn’t wanna make things awkward when they don’t feel the way he does. Kevin is strong, and he’s used to losing things, but he’s never gotten used to losing People. He’s not sure what he’ll do if their relationship changes for the worst.

Anyways Kevin holding these feelings in results in him being much quicker to anger and more prone to leaving Andreil. He’s jealous. He still acts the same around them because, as are, they don’t act so coupley around most people. They’re barely coupley around him. But sometimes there’s a certain tenderness - the way Andrew clings to Neil that he doesn’t do with Kevin anymore, the way Neil looks at Andrew that Kevin’s never seen - and jealousy bubbles up inside him like a bad cold, so he leaves.

He becomes increasingly moody. Everybody notices, nobody knows what to do, and Kevin refuses to tell anyone but Jean. He gets shorter with Andrew, fights more with Neil, and the only way he really finds leave for a while is hanging out with the Upperclassmen.

I think eventually Kevin confesses. Contrary to popular belief, he’s not as cowardly as people like to make him out to be. In a Perfect Situation, Kevin and Andrew also has to confront the Choking Incident in Baltimore before Kevin starts developing/consider further developing his feelings for him. (It’s So important tk character development to have the person who swore to protect you - something that they take very seriously - to put their hands on you in a way as traumatic as choking. I will not stand for Nora ignoring such shit in canon and I WILL address it).

#kevin day #andrew minyard #neil josten #kandreil #aftg #all for the game #I Like thinking about Kevin and his relationships and I really think kandreil was perfect endgame

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ladylooch · 10 months

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Tying Kevin up to a chair and making him lose his mind with hands, mouth, tongue... 😋😈

A/N: This is completely self indulgent. And I made it soft in the end cause I need that scene like BREATH right now. Fuck me good and make me feel safe. That’s the dream bbys. Thank you for this ask… it has taken awhile to get here, but I hope it is worth the wait 😘

This is part of Letters in Your Last Name because I literally went to post this and assumed it said Sam and Kevin originally and it absolutely did not ☠️

Word count: 1.6k

“Which one?” I ask Kevin, holding up the two tie options to him.

“Left.” He says after licking his lips. “I’m wearing the other one to the game tomorrow. Can’t have it wrinkled.”

I toss that one onto the dining room table, then step forward with the burgundy one. My eyes go to the tent just under the thick band of Swedish underwear he is wearing. I walk towards him, barefoot and only in a bra and panties. Slowly, I lower myself onto his lap. I run my gaze along the handsome features of his face. Flecks of gold are pronounced in his eyes with the fading sunlight of our spacious home. I tilt my head to the side, then grab both of his wrists. I pull them down from my hips and behind his back.

“You gonna be nice to me?” Kevin whispers. His voice is husky, dripping with a desire that makes me wet for him. I brush my nose along his jaw as I twist down with the tie. I wrap it around his wrists twice, then cross the two ends and tighten them closed. Kevin chases my face, kissing my cheeks, urging me to turn so our lips can connect. “You gonna fuck me like a good girl?” He whispers against my wet mouth.

“I don’t know… you’ve been kinda bad.” I say, pulling enough away that his lips can’t reach mine anymore. No problem for Kevin. He drops his face to rest between my plumped breasts. I’m wearing a new push up bra that has everything perfectly in place. He bites down on my skin, leaving an instant red mark.

“You’re such a brat tonight. All because I scored on your brother.”

“Twice.” I fill in.

“Why are you mad at me? I did my job. I score then we score.”

“You know what you did.” It wasn’t the goals. It was the celebration right in front of Alex. And then the obvious, cheeky grin he shot right at me as he skated to the bench. That kind of behavior… can’t go unchecked. So, tonight, Kevin loses the use of his silky mitts.

“Your baby daddy is a super star.” There is that cheeky grin again.

“Careful. I might decide you lose use of your mouth too.” Kevin pops a thick eyebrow up in question. Then brings his chocolatey gaze back to my breasts. He leans forward, but I lean back again, not letting his mouth hit my warm skin. He growls.

“When you untie me, you’re going to pay up for being so mouthy.”

"Gonna show you how mouthy I can be."

I run the tip of my nose along his jaw, then press my first kiss to his mouth. He turns his face so it rests against my cheek. He moans into my ear as I suck his skin between my lips. His breath tickles against the sensitive skin on my neck, tightening my nipples against his chest. The lace on my bra tickles at his chest hair. I run my mouth along his collar bone next, letting my tongue trace the ridge of his muscular chest. I brush kisses along his body as I work my way down to kneel between his wide thighs. He looks so good like this in front of me. Huge thighs spread wide on the chair, thick erection seeping from the tip as I pull him out of his underwear. I kiss the red tip as he exhales sharply. A moan follows as I wrap my lips around the very top of his cock.

I watch his biceps tighten as he tries to bring his hands to my hair, forgetting they are tied behind his back. I smirk around his cock as I go lower, taking him deep, hesitantly teasing. Kevin’s head knocks back to the ceiling. A heavy curse falls from his swollen lips.

“Ohmygod.” The words come from deep in his chest. “Oh.” He chokes when I take him deeper into my throat. He presses his hips up, pushing me further down him until my nose touches his abdomen. “Wow.” He pants. His noises have my folds soaked. I reach a hand down, bringing my hand into them to touch myself while Kevin watches. I work my mouth down him again, rubbing my clit as I do so. I moan around him, watching Kevin squeeze his eyes shut.

My velvet mouth takes him the way he needs it. I build into a consistent lap and suck alternating tempo. Kevin watches me playing with myself in tandem, breathing starting to become ragged. He licks his lips, moaning out deeply as he presses his hips up again.

“More.” He demands. I answer immediately, pulling my hand out to grip the base of his shaft. My wetness hits his dick and everything gets hotter. “Baby, I need your pussy. Please. Get up here. Fuck me until you come.” He is unabashed, brazen with a slight curl to his top lip as he watches me get off my knees. “No, no, no.” He moans as I tease his sensitive, dribbling head through my folds. “Be my good girl. Need to fill you full, baby.”

I oblige my husband like a good wife, sliding down until my pussy devours his cock. Kevin’s mouth falls open, speechless, breathless too, as I take him in one push down. I pull back up, then do it again. Kevin’s shoulders fall in pleasure.

“Doing everything you can not to cum?” I tease, nipping his top lip. Kevin looks tortured as he confirms my suspicion.

“All the stops. Your pussy is so good, baby. So wet and perfect for me.” He groans as I rock forward then back on him.

“A… B…. C….” I joke, grinning at his strangled moan.

“Gee-ZUS, fu-uuuck me.” He grits his teeth together, letting his head fall back so he is tilted up to my face. I lift completely, then stuff myself with him again.

I create a steady tempo as Kevin focuses on his breathing. He seems to regain a bit of control. His eyes are still wild and desperate though. I grin, feeling my chest swell at how sexy it feels to have him look at me like that. I bounce, taking him deep and consistent.

“Take your bra off. Wanna taste you.” I reach around without stopping the tempo, unclasping the three clips. He attaches his lips over my nipple immediately, sucking it far into his mouth.

“Yeah.” I moan, feeling him begin to fuck up into me. “More of that.” I beg, not caring how needy I sound to him. I will gladly give up some of my control as long as he keeps doing that. “Yes.”

He picks up the tempo, matching his sucking and tonguing of my nipple with his hard thrusts. I can feel his heavy breath against my wet skin. I reach down, pulling his face away from me. I grab his chin in my hand, pressing my thumb and two fingers into the deep lines of his cheeks. I hold his face looking at mine. Kevin grins at the blissed out look on my face as we fuck each other desperately. My stomach tightens deep within. My other fingers fall down to my clit, working it with two fingers.

“Come for me, gorgeous girl.” He watches my face, seeing I need one more nudge to go over. “Kiss me.” He licks his lips, looking so damn provocative as I crash my mouth onto his. His tongue comes to meet mine and he moans. The vibrations of it against my mouth have me coming. He releases into me immediately when my orgasm grips him, milking all of his seed from his swollen slit. Our juices flow out of me together as I slowly rock my way down to keep him buried to the hilt. I drop my forehead on his shoulder, exhausted, moaning at the little final flutters of my orgasm around him. Kevin sighs happily into my hair, lips kissing three times against my scalp, heading towards my ear.

“I love you so much. Untie me. I’ve learned my lesson.”

“I love you too, but you haven’t learned anything.” I whine, staying on him as I lean forward to undo the tie. It comes apart quickly. Kevin wastes no time in getting his strong hands around me. He lifts me, taking himself out of me and standing up with me in his arms.

“Bath or shower?”

“Bath. With you.”

“Vanilla? Lavender? Almond?”

“Lavender… so you smell like that at morning skate tomorrow. That’s your other punishment.”

“I love it. Reminds me of you.”

After the water is ready, Kevin eases us both back into the sudsy warmth, me settled between his big thighs. After he puts my hair into an awkward bun, his lips make a home on my head next to it. He softly presses kisses there every so often as we contently relax into the flowery water together.

“Baby, are you asleep?” Kevin whispers after awhile.

“Mmm.” I respond, even though I am definitely 30 seconds from losing any grip on reality.

“You wanna get out?”

“No.” I murmur, snuggling deeper into his chest. I let my head fall back to his shoulder, tilting my head at an angle so he can kiss along my face. Gradually, I open my eyes to look at his brown orbs soaking me in.

“Miluji tě, zlato.” His whisper barely disrupts the quiet night, adding a softness to his harsher native tongue.

“Miluji tě víc, má lásko” I respond.

I love you more, my love.

#letters in your last name au

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omnidemidisaster · 2 years

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The replacement cops x reader poly headcanojs

Request! So because the cops don't have names, we will give them names. Also I purposely begajntheir names with Ja and Jo as a reference to Jack and John

Sunglasses - Jacob

Blondish hair - Joseph

BTW I'm headcanoning both of them as bisexual.

So with this knowledge...

Joseph x Reader x Jacob poly headcanons

Sfw

So Jack and Joseph....

They are basically Clyde and a more violent Tweek from South park

Despite Jacob being a flirt and very goofy, he is pretty serious and takes his job serious

Joseph? Yeah he's a bit of a nervous wreck

This also translate to their dating life

Jacob? He's goofy and likes to mess around, but he's serious and dedicated

Joseph? Nervous wreck-

I like to think they hung out with you during and after work and slowly fell in love over time

One day, you went to give the two boys coffees ( They asked if you could go get them some )

"Here you go! I hope its to your liking"

"Yea, it tastes nice"

"Good!"

The way you smiled at them...That made the two almost spit out their coffee

God you looked so pretty with that smile...did you always look that pretty?

Joseph begins to start thinking of you more often and is just making him space out, which Jacob has to constantly snap him out of it

Jacob starts thinking of you after hours when he's at home in bed

He'll just be trying to sleep and you pop in his mind

Nothing sexual, but he sees you in his mind just you being you and thats makes him scream in his pillow

The more they have these feelings develop, they realize they are also falling in love with each other

I mean when you see the same person everyday and talk with them and just spend time with, its not too shocking someone might develop feelings

Joseph would of definitely caught feelings for anyone first and he's super awkward about it

One day, you invited Jacob and Joseph for coffee

While you guys had your coffee, you confessed your secret feelings for the two of them, promptly making them freeze up

Jacob would be the first to say anything

"R-Really? Well..hehe...I also like...like both you and..Joseph too..."

"S-Same...Wait you like me too-"

Yea the two boys are just sitting in shock

The three of you equally liked each other...so what do you make of it

You proposed a polyamorous relationship, to which you get a very excited Jacob and Joseph saying sure

So the actual relationship?

Its a secret relationship in the job place

Outside of work though? Whooooo

Joseph is literally so obsessed with you. He LOVES you

All day he has to suppress his love for you so after work he is all over you

Jacob isn't that clingy or obsessed, but he does like to shower you with affection after work

Snuggle buddies?!?!?!

Yeah they love to snuggle

If you three ever decide to move in, Jacob insists on getting a large mf bed so you three can sleep together comfortably

Joseph is definitely more touchy of the relationship

Jacob is a huge freaking flirt and will flirt with you until your either bright red with being flustered or annoyance and begging him to stop

He loves reactions out of people

They are super protective of you...yknow cops and all

Nsfw

Okay so-

Knowing how Kevin and Joseph are social wrecks, it would be safe to assume Joseph would be anxious of sex

Wrong.

This mf loves contact so sex is only slightly awkward for the first time

Threesomes are extremely common

Jacob loves getting head from both you and Joseph at once ( Flashbacks to mime and dash. Iykyk)

Joseph = Power bottom

Also Joseph has a pain kink ( both receiving and giving )

He won't like cause you major harm, but he will choke. He will slap. He will grip harder and cause bruises. He will cause pain.

Dw, he does make sure you have a safeword set in stone before hand

Dacryphilia? Dacryphilia

Jacob isn't too keen on kinks, though he does like dirty talk and slight pet play

Not like animal ears and leashes,, but he will put a collar on you and make you feel like his 'pet'

Most of their kinks usually develop if you have any and want to try with them

They will try anything, hell they might like some of the things you like

You never know til you try it they always say

#fluff #smut #x reader #spooky month #spooky month replacement cops #replacement cops #spooky month joseph #spooky month jacob #spooky month joseph x Jacob #spooky month joseph x reader #spooky month jacob x reader

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t3kandson · 1 year

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Friends Thrown In Love

Word count; 5,652

Fandom; The Boyz

Pairing; Reader X Choi Chanhee, Reader X Son Youngjae & Reader X Bae Jacob.

Characters; Bae Jacob, Son Youngjae, Moon Kevin, Ji Changmin & Heavily mentions of Choi Chanhee, slight mentions of Kim Younghoon.

Warning; Angst, Jealousy, References of cheating, Manipulation, Fake Relationships, Alcohol Consumption, Oral (Receiving), Fingering, Hand job, Accidental unprotected Sex, Choking & Squirting.

Notes; Sequel to Friends in Despair.

Happy Birthday Jacob ❤️😘

Taglist; @ilovechanhee @angstenthusiast

“We really should get you checked over,” Jacob said placing you on the bed, your mind numb from the evening’s drama. Dashing from the room he went to the bathroom, sounding like he was running you a bath. Your mind was swirling over the words from Chanhee’s fiancée. He had a new life, here in England with another woman. The pain of the beautiful female with features you could never match burned.

“Y/N,” Jacob said startling you from your self pity party as your eyes took to him. “You ok? you seem very shook up,” Jacob asked sitting by your side. “I’m fine I promise,” you forced a fake smile which he didn’t believe. “Y/N, I would be more happier getting you checked over, please reconsider,” he said cupping your face. “I’m fine Jacob, just a little traumatised,” you whispered. “I know, it was a good thing Chanhee was there,” he said holding your body to him. As if his comfort opened the flood gates you sobbed on his chest. Once you had finished crying over Chanhee, the tears of your guilt towards Jacob encouraged more to fall. Kissing your crown, his hands rubbing circles into your shoulder for comfort, Jacob was silent while he gave you the space to sob. “You should have that warm bath it might make you feel better,” Jacob said finally letting his hands drop. Sniffling you stood thanking him as you made your way to the bathroom. Jacob had sprinkled bath salts and left it foaming with so much bubbles you was sure to disappear sinking in.

After Jacob held you through the night you woke up to the bleeding sunshine. Looking at Jacob resting face where he looked happy and contented, you turned to face him. His hot breath in your face helped you smile at how relaxed his features fell in slumber. Pressing a kiss to his nose he scrunched it and sighed as you smiled to yourself how adorable he really was. However, thoughts of Chanhee wasn’t far from your mind. Slipping from his arms you found yourself sat at the end of the bed with Jacob’s phone, before looking at him in deep slumber. Searching for Chanhee’s Number you found it before using your own to type away to your former best friend.

You @6;02am; Chanhee I think we need to talk, properly.

Watching the phone in your hand like a crazy person, you zoning in for the dots to appear. Just when you felt ready to give up with his usual ignoring you saw signs of a reply.

Chanhee @6.15am; How did you get my number? Never mind, half an hour in the foyer!

Slightly rushing but quietly you left the room dashing to Chanhee. Excitement filling the air at the chance to finally speak to him and at the very least get your friend back.

However, your heart and ego was bruised when you found his fiancée Meghan sat there. “Tea, Coffee or something stronger?” She asked smiling as if nothing was occurring. “Coffee thanks,” you placed a fake smile as you sat opposite her. “I can either bore you with fakeness or we can have a honest and frank conversation,” she said as the waiter left the table with your orders. “Seems the frank conversation is the route you want more,” you replied keeping your voice steady. “Chanhee doesn’t feel anything for you anymore. So you need to stop spending your time chasing him,” she said as she leaned back confidently as your heart shattered. “I’m confused, we’re just friends, I’m sure his family can confirm that,” you said as you smiled sweetly despite your body shaking inwardly from being exposed. Did he tell her those words to throw at you or had she guessed with insecurity. “Do you really think me and Chanhee don’t talk?” She questioned without losing her resolve. “Then you would know that our fathers was child hood friends so we both obviously was too,” you said feeling irritated all of a sudden. “I know, he told me everything, from your former partner to the email. Even to the text this morning hence why he sent me,” she said as you felt the sharp sting in her words. “Starting up his new life here in England was hard for him Y/N,” she said sweetly changing her tone while the waiter served you both your drinks. “Y/N can I ask where you think this is going to go?” She asked as your mind was still trying to process her words. “Did you really think coming to England to meet up with him that he would return to your side with a declaration of love?” She questioned tilting her head in your direction. “No I just wanted my friend back that’s all,” you stuttered out as you felt your mood slip. “If he wanted friendship, don’t you think he would have gone searching for it the second he heard you had split with Youngjae?” She said as you flinched from hearing his name spill. “You don’t know anything,” you said voice breaking. “I know you realised you loved him, I know you Manipulated Jacob bringing you here,” she said pausing to drink her coffee. “I also know that even once you heard he was engaged that you was coming to speak to him in a one last bid chance to reconnect,” she said gently placing her cup down before looking up at you. “You are so wrong I didn’t ask to speak to him about getting with him or anything romantically. He’s my friend Meghan and I want that back,” you said looking directly in her eyes as she smirked. “Yes your right I came here with Jacob knowing Chanhee was here. Yes I’m in love with him, yes I wanted him. But that changed the second I realised he had a fiancée. I was cheated on remember that’s an avenue i’ll never wish anyone to walk down,” you spat out as she softened her features slightly. “Y/N he wants nothing to do with you, lover or friend,” she said slicing you with her words. “I will wait to hear that from his own voice,” you said standing up not wanting to be part of the conversation anymore.

“Fine if that’s what you want,” she said grabbing her phone out as you looked at her with furrowed eyebrows. Sitting back down you watched her dial into the phone. “He really didn’t want to hurt you, neither of us do. But If this is what it takes for you to realise what he really wants then sorry,” she said with fake concern written over her. “Baby, sorry did I wake you,” she said sweetly into the loudspeaker as your heart thumped hearing his morning voice. “No I need to be up anyway,” he said as you listened impatiently. “I’ve just seen Y/N she’s really determined not to let you go,” she said into the phone as your eyes widened. “Well that’s tough isn’t it,” he growled into the phone that felt like your heart was shuddered into tiny pieces. “If I can’t get through to her i think you might have to speak up so she can get the picture painted,” she said pouting into the phone. “Do you want me to speak with her, tell her to leave us both alone?” Chanhee asked as tears escaped. “No let me try talking to her once more, maybe she’ll come to her senses that your relationship in anyway is gone,” she said looking at you with satisfaction. “Ok well hurry up baby, the bed is cold,” he purrs down the phone that has your stomach twist. “On my way baby,” she coos hanging up to look at you with enjoyment at your pain. “Well I did tell you but you wouldn’t listen,” she said placing down some Wons on the table. “Y/N my only advice to you is if you really do love him, to let him go. Because the pain isn’t worth it for either of you,” she said standing up and walking off.

You couldn’t let Jacob see these tears, ones that wasn’t for him, so you dashed to the grounds of the hotel. Finding the peaceful pond in the nearby quiet surroundings, you sat there for what felt like hours sobbing for what you had officially lost. You was never getting Chanhee back. The damage was too badly done between you both because of your words and stubbornness. Meghan was right, you needed to let him go if not for yourself for him. Let him enjoy his new life as Choi New. You sat their in deep thought till dusk appeared.

Making your way towards the hotel you found Jacob pulling his car up looking at you fraught. “Y/N where the hell have you been.” He whimpered squashing you into his hold. “I woke up and you had gone, you had completely disappeared,” he cried. “I had a lot of things on my mind,” you said as he pushed you gently to look your way concerned. “You’ve been crying,” he said tipping his fingers under your chin. “Do you want to talk?” he asked as you shook your head. “I just want to sleep,” you said as a tear threatened. “Have you eaten?” He asked looking concerned as you shook your head. “Let’s drive out for some takeout,” he smiled holding his hand to you as you stared it down. “You need food, this isn’t up for debate,” he said with a slightly demanding tone then usual. Taking his hand he smiled as he walked you to the car. Holding the car door he looked at you in silence as you took a seat in the passenger side.

“I know about Chanhee,” Jacob finally said into the silence as you flinched at hearing his name. “How?” You whispered not sure you wanted to hear what was being said. “Took me a while to work it out, but Chanhee told me about you,” he said as he focused on the road. “He spoke about me?” You questioned with warmth in your heart. “Not by name, but after watching Chanhee being ushed out and you disappearing, alongside the way you’ve both been behaving, I was able to work it out myself,” he explained as you sunk into the car seat feeling defeated. “Wait he’s left?” You said shooting up after the words he used sunk in. “Meghan practically chased him out, he didn’t seem impressed he had the room reserved for a couple days for a photo shoot,” Jacob replied as he drove into a drive through.

“So he didn’t want to leave?” You said hopeful as he looked your way. “I don’t know if I’m honest, I’m worried I’ll give you the wrong answer,” he said looking as if he was scared to say further.

After eating almost in silence Jacob asked you the question you really didn’t want him to hear. “Did you use me to see Chanhee?” He said with sorrowful eyes. “Yes.” You replied honestly as he closed his eyes looking in pain. “I saw on your social media account a picture of you with him,” you said fumbling with your fingers. “If Chanhee told you everything but my name, you would know we was childhood best friends,” you said looking at him as he nodded. “I just wanted my best friend back,” you said as he tilted his head. “A best friend who your in love with?” He asked as you nodded. “So did you use me to get your best friend back in your life? Or was it so you could chase for a life together with him as something more?” He asked as you closed your eyes momentarily. “Both,” you explained honestly. “My best friend as my priority because life without him is unbearable,” you said choking as tears started falling. “But if he felt the same still then yeah I wanted more,” you added as you wiped the tears just for more to fall. “Did I use you, yes I did. But I enjoy your company too Jacob. I see you as a good friend, someone who I was able to have a good time while I was here. So yes I used you but I gained a good friendship with you too from it so I don’t regret it.” You finished sniffling. “Thanks for being honest,” Jacob said opening his hand for you to take. “Let’s get you back to the hotel, you must be tired,” he added choking up himself.

On the way back he spoke about his life in Canada before moving to Korea. You sat listening to everything intently. He seemed to have lived quite the adventure, visiting other country’s. When you got back to the hotel his hands slipped with yours, his beaming smile warming you as if you didn’t just explain your feelings. It remained the same, Chanhee’s name unkept from both your mouths even as you finished your break and returned back to Korea.

That was till the week after, when you got a message asking to visit him urgently. Dashing to his apartment you found him looking sheepish but very anxious. “What’s up Jacob?” You asked walking to his arched body over the desk in despair. “I need a favour, like a big one?” He said peeking up looking like he wished the words wouldn’t fall but he had to.

“I’m your friend you know I’ll help if i can,” you said throwing your arms around him to rest your head on his shoulder. “I said something I shouldn’t have,” he looked up at you gulping. “Hey we’ve all told white lies,” you chuckled as he threw his head back into his arms. “Jacob theirs nothing we can’t do together to right your wrongs .” You chuckled as you stroked his head. “I have a friend coming to visit,” he said tossing his head up to face you before pausing. “What’s so scary about that,” you chuckled at his dramatics. “I told him I was dating someone,” he groaned throwing his head back into his arms. “Is that it,” you sniggered as he said something inaudible. “You have to speak clearer Jacob,” you said ruffling his head as he looked at you deadpanning your way. “Don’t make me say it again please,” he whimpered as you found his meltdown amusing. “I said i was dating you,” he said as he threw his head back into his arms.

His confession stunned you as you didn’t know how to take them. Peeking above his arms he took one look before closing his own eyes. “Oh.” You said sitting back as you looked at him silently having a meltdown.

You reminded yourself of this very man who you had used to get to Chanhee. Would it be the end of the world if you did the same for him with his friend. “I’ll do it,” you said as his head shot up confused. “Huh?” He gasped looking at you in shock as you chuckled. “We’re quits though, no more guilt tripping about Chanhee,” you said prodding a finger at him. A huge smile threw upon his face as he hugged you tightly. “You really should show your vulnerable side more often it’s cute,” you said tapping his back as he looked at you with delight and worry free. But deep down you was worrying that that blurred line was about to be damaged once more. Even though it had been months since Younghoon’s wedding, Chanhee was rarely far from your mind.

“It’s fine, stop worrying,” you said threading your fingers with his at the airport. “What if he guesses and realises what a loser I am,” he said anxiously. “Firstly your not a loser and secondly are you questioning your pretend girlfriends acting skills,” you teased, smiling when he showed you your favourite smile. “I’m sorry,” he chuckled as you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

“Y/N,” you heard the voice before you saw them. Your body freezing slightly, there in your sight was Youngjae and Yejin. Jacob recognising them from work events flung his arms around your waist to hoist you up. “Youngjae,” he said showing possession you never witnessed before. “Wow are you two, wow you move fast,” Yejin said looking excited to see what she thought was you moving on. “Not as fast as you two I hear,” Jacob said as Youngjae winced from his comment. His eyes flashing from your eyes to Jacob’s before focusing on his hold on your waist. “Since when?” Youngjae questions, his eyes looking full of jealousy as it took you in. “I don’t think your in a position to be questioning Y/N on her relationships,” Jacob said as you felt the anger in the arms that was holding you. “Youngjae it doesn’t matter, it’s good, this is good,” Yejin said feeling the jealousy off her boyfriend as she leant into his chest. You could easily say that the betrayal of what they had done hurt more then the signs of romance between them. “It is, we should meet for coffee one day soon,” you said feeling confidence shoot up at you as Jacob looked down at you confused. “Oh yes sounds a good idea,” Yejin stuttered not expecting that reply. “Or maybe a double date, what do you think honey?” you asked looking up at Jacob’s unsure eyes. “What ever makes you the happiest,” he said bending down to kiss your nose. The simplest of movements filled you with calm and security. It was the first time that you felt so relaxed with such an intimate moment. Without thinking your lips pressed to his, pulling away as you smiled at him. He couldn’t fake the grin on his Face If he tried. For a few minutes you was lost in each others eyes, both forgetting Youngjae and Yejin’s presence. “Yeah sounds good,” Yejin said with fake happiness. Youngjae’s face was paled and deep down you took enjoyment from watching him suffer. Especially after everything he let you witness with your former friend.

“Hey you brought me a party,” you heard the voice of who you presumed was Jacob’s friend. “Kev,” Jacob said walking towards him throwing his arms around him as they greeted each other. “This must be the lovely Y/N,” Kevin said making his way to you to hold you in his bear hug. “I’ve heard loads of things about you,” he said after he pulled away. “Hope they was all good,” you said as Jacob found his arms back around your shoulder. “Well your have to bribe me with drinks to get your answers,” he smirked as Jacob rolled his eyes. “Well bet that old boy of yours regretting what he’s lost, but your gain right,” he said wiggling his eyebrows Jacob’s way. “We should be going,” Youngjae said as he felt awkward with Kevin’s words. “Sorry you not here for me?” Kevin said playfully. “He’s the ex,” Jacob bit out as Kevin arched his eyebrow. “I can see why he’s the ex,” he said smiling at you before looking his way to eye Yejin up. “But why is she yours?” Kevin said to Youngjae as he paled. “Nice seeing you both,” Yejin said sounding annoyed as she linked her arm with the silent Youngjae before they both made there exit.

“Wow not actually kidding your well rid, you definitely got the better catch,” he said scuffing Jacob’s head under his arm playfully.

“So doesn’t it affect you working together?” Kevin asked you a couple evening’s later as you sat around the table to eat Chinese food. “Not really, not many people know,” you said looking at Jacob fondly. It had become reasonably easy to convince Kevin of the lie around Jacob. You had been amused the first few times he blushed when you cuddled up to him a little more. But he had settled when ever your moments was intimate as if you really was dating. Enjoying pressing his lips to yours seemed to be his favourite pass time. “Office romance always brings chaos,” Kevin sniggered popping his food into his mouth. “When we know that this is serious then we’re tell HR at the very least,” Jacob said as he took a glass of the whisky Kevin poured. “You telling me this isn’t serious?” He questioned deadpanning you both. “You two are so serious I need a bucket every time I catch you both making those eyes,” Kevin said as you chuckled. “What eyes?” Jacob said scrunching his face at his friend. Jacobs eyes flashes to yours who was smirking that they relaxed as you got lost in each other again. “Those eyes,” Kevin said with his mouth full as Jacob blushed. “He’ll be proposing soon,” Kevin said duck pouting your way. “Well my finger does feel slightly empty,” you chuckled wiggling your wedding ring finger to Jacob’s display. “Oh look at him blush,” Kevin sniggered bashfully as Jacob was lost for words. “It’s ok baby, my fingers can remain as empty as they need to, till you choose to fill them,” you said leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek. Choking on his food he made his apologies as he dashed to the bathroom. Your cheeks brightening red when you noticed the erected dick print shape in his pants. Had you gone too far with your comment? The line blurred a little too much? You couldn’t help but get excited though as the thought of you turning Jacob on. Had your feelings suddenly started to numb from Chanhee and be pushed onto Jacob? You had to admit since Kevin’s arrival you barely thought of Chanhee. Like you had slipped into the role of Jacob’s girlfriend too easy. “He gets too embarrassed easily,” Kevin said stealing your attention from your thoughts. “I know he’s cute when he does that,” you said smiling as you dug back into your food. “You know I’ve never seen him so crazy about a girl before, not like he is with you,” Kevin said seriously. “Thanks,” you smiled into your food taking comfort from his warming comments. “Please don’t hurt him,” Kevin said as he was gently warning you. “I get an inkling that your holding on to your past and I’m worried it might affect Jacob’s future,” Kevin said his eyes looking more serious. “You mean Youngjae? that’s somewhere I’m never going I can promise you,” you said smiling his way. Though you knew Youngjae was a place you was never going back. Your heart stung thinking of Chanhee once again. Reassuring yourself that Jacob knew this wasn’t a real relationship. “Jacob will look after you well, he’s a very loyal man,” Kevin said pleading for his friend once more.

The rest of the week went well. You didn’t tell Jacob of Kevin’s words, instead you mulled over them. You found yourself longing the kisses on show but also the way his fingers entwined with yours. Sometimes you forgot that this relationship wasn’t real. It was Kevin’s last night and you enjoyed every second with Jacob as if it was the last moment that would be spent together in this way. Jacob felt it too, his eyes looking to you as if his mind was capturing every single moment he could steal, while you watched a film at the cinema, the three of you. While waiting for Kevin from the restroom you clung on to him more harder. “Y/N are you trying to break my ribs,” Jacob chuckled as you relaxed your arms a little. “What’s with you tonight your extra clingy, not that I’m complaining,” Jacob said pressing his lips to your crown. “I don’t want to let you go,” you said muffling your voice into his T-shirt. “What do you mean?” He said as he prised himself from your grip. “I can’t imagine my life without our snuggles, our holds, our kisses,” you said looking up to him as he looked lost in your words. “I don’t understand?” He questioned with confusion. “Me neither I just don’t want this to stop,” you said throwing your head back to his chest as silence hit. “Then let’s not stop,” he whispered making your spine shiver. The thought of continuing your close comforting touches filled you with joy and before you could explain that Kevin appeared.

Watching Kevin leave had Jacob smiling ear to ear. It wasn’t that he was looking forward to sending Kevin back home to Canada. But actually that you needed him in a way you never had before. You didn’t know how that made you feel. Did you want a relationship with Jacob? Was you ready to not just let Chanhee go but the pain from Youngjae?

“Just stop playing around and ask him out,” Changmin scoffed when you visited him for a coffee and a heart to heart that you hadn’t had for a while. “But what if,” , “But what what if you fall in love and live happily ever after,” Changmin said cutting you off as he handed you your coffee. “What if Chanhee comes back?” you whispered like the thought of giving up on him hurt. “He’s getting married Y/N, having a life without you. Surely your entitled to the same,” he scoffed grabbing the biscuit’s as he made his way to the living room. “But what if those feeling for Chanhee never leaves?” you said concern still filling your mind. “What if they disappear and Jacob is all you see?” Changmin hit back as you bit your lip contemplating. “He’s a good bloke he won’t cheat or hurt you,” Changmin said passing you a biscuit as you turned it down. “I know he makes me feel so safe and so secure. He’s my umbrella on a rainy day, the sun piercing through the cloud, a flower surviving the winter,” you chuckled how giddy he really made you feel. “Pass me the sick bucket,” Changmin said scrunching his face as you blushed. “But seriously if this is how you feel why are you wasting time when you two can be official,” Changmin said as you realised their was every bit of truth in that. “Your right,” you said standing as Changmin flinched. “I’m going to tell him,” you said firmly as he chuckled. “What right now?” He said looking amused. “Yes if I don’t say it now I don’t know when I will,” you said grabbing your coat.

Walking into his apartment, you used the key you was given to keep up the facade from your fake relationship, you found him cooking. “Y/N,” he questioned seeing you there with anticipation written on your expression. Dashing towards him you threw your lips on his, this time using your tongue to slide against his opening mouth. Your hands falling to behind his shoulder blade to hold him closer as your lips kissed like never before. “What’s this?” He questioned pulling you away from him panting. “Not that I’m complaining,” he added as he looked at you confused. “I want you, I need you more then what we have,” you said eyes searching his as he furrowed them. “Y/N I’m not really into having meaningless sex,” he said in horror as you rolled your eyes. “You don’t understand Jacob Bae, I want to be yours in every way possible,” you said shaking his collar impatience with his slow mindset to what you was saying. “Wait you want to be official with me?” he asked slowly worrying he was wrong. “Yes,” you smiled watching the smile on his face rise. Your heart thumping like crazy from the view. Hands falling through your hair he kisses your forehead. “Is that it a head kiss, I’m your girlfriend and that is all I get,” you pout as he chuckled his safe warm laughter. Turning to turn the stove off he looks back at you, with something in his eyes you’ve never witnessed before.

Lips crashing a lot more hungry then earlier, his hands reaching to pick you up to put you on the counter. Hands falling up your T-shirt towards your clothed bra, his hands removes them from their hold. Groping them as he kisses you, you let him suckle down soft moans. Leaning forward your hands fight for his buckle. Jacob’s lips and hands leave you briefly to release himself, his jeans slip to the floor as you take in the hard bulge in his boxers. “You can take them off right?” he asked teasingly.

Hands falling down the material of his boxers you find the warm hardening skin of his shaft. Feeling soft and silky, yet you can feel his Precum as you roll your thumb around the tip as he moans biting his lip. You find a slow pace to pump him as he spew small moans which your lips find to catch. Lips reattaching, the kisses are softer more passionate as his fingers find your bottoms. Helping to lift your ass to accompany him undressing you, you smile into the kiss. His hands find their way to your throbbing nub as he rolls eights into them. “Fuck,” you whimper under his fingers. You forgot he played an acoustic guitar and how skilled those fingers was making you buckle. Unlatching from you he bends to his knees, his hands pulling your ass to the edge of the counter as he latched his mouth around you. “Shit Jacob,” you cry as your hands grasp the side. Tongue rolling around your sensitive bud his fingers slips into your core. Swiftly finding your soft spot he rubs deliciously. The feelings of his tongue and fingers making your head fall back to the Cupboard. Not caring at the impact as you lose yourself on his tongue and digits. Bringing your pelvis to meet his actions you whimper when he removed himself. “As much as I want to fuck you in the kitchen. I want you to squirt and it’s not hygienic here,” he smirks lifting you up as he carry’s you to his bedroom. “You know I’m not that easy to make squirt right,” you said challenging him. “We’re see,” Jacob said confidently as he placed you on his bed. Placing a condom around his shaft he looked up at you, shy Jacob long gone.

Creeping between your legs he rolls himself against you, letting his member grind against your heat. Sitting it between your folds he thrust gently with the rolls he makes against you. Hands finding his ass to bring him closer as if it was even possible. Placing the tip by your entrance he pushes himself into you as you whine around him. Starting his Rhythm he starts heavy thrusts against you, enjoying the way your nails dig into his shoulders to hold yourself. The tip of his cock is hitting against your walls and you feel with each thrust as if he’s fucking you so dumb with how deep he is. You can feel your coil start to spring as your thighs shake. Feeling you chase your high, he removes himself leaving you whining as you feel empty.

“All fours baby,” he orders as you obey dashing to be filled once more. Slipping himself in a more rushed need, he starts thrusting straight away. Hands pulling at your arms to pull you up as they slither to your neck. “Your mine aren’t you?” he growls into your ears as his thrusts become sharper. Grip tightening when you fail to answer slowly losing your mind. His other hands finds your nub as it swirls around the bud. Grunting in your ear as he chases his own, his hand holds your throat which has you shaking as your high tethers. “Cum baby, cum on my cock,” he orders as his hand squeezes more around your neck. At the same time his fingers of his other hand presses in harsher on your clit. Walls clamping around his cock you feel your body burn with each thrust as you nearer to your euphoria. Loud shrieks fill the air as you lose control feeling the juice of the squirt he promised to steal from you. Mixtures of growls and grunts leave his lip as he finds his own, filling you up with his warm hot cum.

You collapse to the bed the second his hand leaves your throat as you lay there convulsing to Jacobs amusement. “Oh shit,” he cry’s panicking as you flip your exhausted body around to face him. The condom in his hands broken as you instantly realise the heat of the cum was him filling you not the condom. “It’s ok baby, that’s what the morning after pills for,” you lean up to reassure him. “That’s never happened before,” he explains as he looks anxious still. “What that you fuck someone so much the condom breaks,” you smirk as he smiles to himself with the facts you gave. Looking at the sticky and wet bedding he frowns to himself before his eyes take you besottedly.

“Right let’s clean you and the bed up,” he chuckled to himself as he lifts you in his arms once more. Taking you to clean you up he gives you the perfect after care you knew he would.

You and Jacob had been dating for six months now. He was your everything your joy, safety, happiness. Everything was perfect, that was till you opened your mail one morning.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Meghan Lori & Chanhee Choi..…..,

Your eyes couldn’t read any further. It was like you had forgotten every feeling for Chanhee since dating Jacob. But it was like this invite re brought every emotion back. Why was he inviting you to his wedding when he walked away from your friendship twice. Was you sure if you attended the wedding that your relationship with Jacob would remain intact.

To be continued

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#kpop smut #kpopidol #fiction #the boyz smut #ji changmin #kim younghoon #choi chanhee smut #bae jacob smut #son youngjae smut #moon kevin

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the-official-account · 1 year

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You cruise, you lose - a liveblog

OHHHH IRIS STARTED WAAAAY BACK

OH MY GOD THERE ARE MULTIPLE EPISODES OF THESE GUYS.

NEW BLORBOS???? I HAVENT EVEN STARTED YET BUT IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS

A DISGRACED FORMER POKITICIAN WITH DEEP REGREEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEH

WHERE IS THIS DRAWING OF HIM????? I NEED IT? OH MY GOD

what IS Kevin cats—HOUDINI?????

"he/him but he doesn't give a shit" is one of my favorite pronoun sets tbh

CAEDWYNS VOICE

The fucking jetskis. The fucking immediate joker. IRIS IS BAZED ON A FUCKING POODLE MOTH THOSE SRE SOME OF THE BEST TYPES OF MOTHS? we love people with an awkward past also.

AND HE JUST POKES THE TAR WITH HIS SWORD

What DOES asce look like...

ASCE IS FUCKING TWEEEEELVE????????

Oh shit I love him. I love him with my whole heart. What a fucking mess. I dont know what happening rn I just know it's fucking hilarious.

Okay but amorphous mound of tar is so gender.

Running ACROSS the tar?? 👀👀

"do you wanna do anything else on the ship?" "Just mourn. Regret." KKFFDSGJLJJFSSJKFDJ

ASCE HAS 3 AGILITY AND 4 PINACHE??? Holy fuck.

"caedwyn just sort of watches him go" the mental image is KILLING me

"and one last question, if there is a taragon, do they smell particularly fresh and herbal?"

"which wolf is funnier?" Is a question it is sooooo dangerous and yet I'm tempted to live by it.

ILA said "fire 😏 arms?" Jddkhdyk

"they're fine but the deck IS on fire" HDKDVSKDVDJ GOD.

Iris on a fucking rollercoaster rn CKSGSKSGSK YALL NEED TO STOP MAKING THE JOKES I MAKE

This eye thing is very cool.

"emerging from the bridge is a very tall man who also happens to be a skeleton with two legs"

"okay I am startled by this" HELP but also IGNACIO?????

I regret nothing about the order in which I've listened to this podcast I accidentally found the best way to do it

I ONLY JUST REALIZE WHY THE AORLD IS CALLED BICYCLE.

Instead of "we hid all the children" I heard "we hit all the children" and I got a good 3 second I was like damn???? Was that necessary????

"I would also accept presence persuasion" "OOOH uhh...no one respects me" GOD

I love that caedwyn is the party's "let's make MORE problems" pc

And tbh I might play space kings.......I've been looking for a system

HFODGDIHDN ASCE HAS BEEN ADOPTED

This episode has allllll the jokers

THE CHILDREN FUCKING VANISH?????

s.k.u.l.l.s......ANTI SUITS LMAOOO ITS THE SCIENCE KIDS AGAIN

Iris just nerding out with this child is SO funny

[Iris is 57]

ALBERTXANDER

Iris said "you're having an 'existential crisis' let me SHOW you existential crisis"

THE ABSOLUTE GYNAMISTICS HAPPENING IN MY MOUTH RN TO NOT CHOKE ON DINNER BECAUSE OF "I WOULD LIKE TO WHIP A FULL BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE AT HIS HEAD"

Okay this is a meme and ik Alex is a child but at no Successes I immediately started imagining "I'm a fucking whore, you idiot"

ASCE IS ALLERGIC TO MAGIC???? BESTIE YOU ASS NEEDS SOME ZYRTEC

Asce is trying SO hard to stay twelve

CAEDWYN FUCKING HAYES CHILDREN IM FUCKING DEAD.

"if you see a wall, no you don't, you have a sword" NCKSGSKDVSK????

HOLY SHIT ELEVEN SUCCESSES????

This episode was ducking perfection. I don't regret doing the quiet year series first but fuck I still wish I got to it sooner it was so good

#legendary #edil chats #edil liveblogs three of hearts #three of hearts #three of hearts pod #i have been busy and have less time to do stuff like this :(#like ive been wanting to update the fluff fic since....well since the last update #but i'll get to it!

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↳ ❝ [a love story - 9.] ¡!❞

Hank Voight x Kazuha Takahashi (asian ofc)

Summary: A brunch at Wendy's work, turns into an undercover mission.

Warnings: None

Wordcount: 1k

Masterlist // One Chicago Masterlist // a love story masterlist

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‘Hello hello, your favorite barista is here,’ I announce myself as I make my way into the bullpen of the Intelligence Unit.

‘Chai Latte,’ Hailey sighs, ‘I need it.’

Seeing the severity of her much needed caffeine boost, I quickly give her the chai latte, before I hand the rest their drinks.

‘Girl, you look good,’ Kim says and I make a pirouette, before I make my way to Hank. ‘What’s the occasion?’

‘I am going to a brunch. My friend Wendy works for a local law firm and they are hosting a brunch. She invited me.’ I pass the murder board and say: ‘And I think that guy is gonna be there too.’

Jay nearly chokes in his coffee. ‘Our John Doe?’

I nod. ‘That’s Todd Cooper. I don’t know exactly what he does there, but he’s there all the time.’

‘We ran him through facial rec and had no matches and you walk in and just recognize him?’ Adam asks and I feel like it would be stupid to actually say ‘Duh’, so I keep my mouth shut and simply nod.

‘Can you get us in?’ Jay asks.

I shrug. ‘I guess so. I can call Wendy, say I’m bringing someone.’

‘Do you know Todd Cooper?’ Kevin asks me.

I nod. ‘Yeah, he always asks me out when he visits the cafe. He really doesn’t take no for an answer.’

That piques everyone’s attention.

Hank clears his throat and says: ‘I’m coming with you. We’re gonna wear a wire.’

‘Both of us?’ I ask, following him suit as he and Hailey make their way down the hall.

And all I receive is a nod.

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I told Wendy about the fact Hank is joining me and she was very supportive of it. I told her I would explain all the details later to her—preferably with Josie nearby, because I don’t want to tell this story twice—but for now, Wendy was satisfied with just the prospect of Hank joining us.

Wendy and I both have something to drink in our hands and I say: ‘I wonder when Hank’s gonna show.’

I know when he’s gonna show. When Todd Cooper shows up and talks to us, Hank will be here too. I don’t know everything of how it’s gonna go, so we’ll just wait and see.

‘Me too,’ Wendy says. ‘I can’t believe you and da—’

‘Please don’t call him that,’ I say, instantly reminded of my wire. ‘Really, it’s bad enough Josie does that at work, like seven times a day. Please. I need a nickname free brunch.’

She chuckles. ‘Okay, I get it. Oh look, there’s Todd.’

Great, I truly am a Todd Cooper magnet, because he is quick to join us.

‘Ladies,’ he says with a charming smile. Despite me not really liking him, I can’t deny the fact he is an attractive man. However, with what I saw on the murder board back at the bullpen, I realize he might have a whole lot of messed up hiding behind that attractive exterior. ‘Kazuha, how are you? You look amazing.’

‘Oh, thanks,’ I say, wondering what is happening on the receiving end of the wire.

‘So, you brought a date?’

He did not wait long with hat question.

‘I actually did,’ I say. ‘My boyfriend… He’ll be here soon.’ That was really weird to say.

‘You’ve got a boyfriend?’ Todd asks and he is visibly confused. ‘Since when?’

‘As of late.’

I’m really not selling this.

Todd is not quite believing it either, I can see it on his face. However, this so called undercover mission was pretty last minute and me and Hank haven’t really discussed our real relationship.

Right when I feel this need to elaborate on the matter, I feel two hands on my hips and a soft kiss on my cheek. ‘Hi honey,’ Hank says.

This is the first time something that resembled a kiss is shared between us. Before I completely freeze and screw up, I clear my throat and smile, all while my heart is beating overtime. ‘Hi, you made it.’

‘Yeah, I’m sorry I’m late.’ He stands next to me, his left hand still placed in the dip of my waist, while he politely holds out his other hand. ‘Hi, you must be Wendy.’

‘And you must be Hank,’ she says with a smile, shaking his hand. ‘Wonderful to finally meet you.’

‘And this is Todd,’ I say. ‘He’s a colleague of Wendy.’

Todd pulls himself together rather quickly, because he politely holds out his hand. ‘Todd Cooper.’

‘Hank Voight.’

It’s like Todd recognizes the name instantly. The color is drained from his face.

Wendy and I look at each other for just a second, before she says she has to talk to her boss about one thing, which leaves just the three of us. It’s not long before Todd scoots out and I turn to Hank. ‘Now what?’

‘We’ll give it three minutes,’ he says. He leans to my ear and whispers: ‘You look beautiful.’

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A lot happened and let’s just say it this way: the brunch was brutally ended. We’re all escorted out of the building and standing behind the yellow tape, while the police is securing the scene. I got rid of my wire, before I join Wendy, who’s still waiting for me.

‘So, that was the reason you wanted to invite someone,’ she says.

‘Sorry,’ I say.

‘No, don’t apologize. I can totally understand. Just know that you’re going to buy me drinks and dinner, when we’re meeting with Josie.’

‘I can totally do that.’ I see Hank walking outside and I say: ‘I’ve got to talk to Hank.’

’Of course. I’m going to console my boss, who is devastated her brunch got so disrupted.’ She gives me a tight hug, before I walk towards the tape.

‘So,’ I say to Hank, the yellow tape dividing us. ‘I think it’s safe to say you made an arrest.’

He nods.

‘Well, I’ll leave you to it then.’ I want to walk away, however, I don’t. ‘I called you my boyfriend today. It was nice saying that.’

He nods. ‘It sure was.’ He takes my hand and presses a kiss on my knuckles. ‘It was nice working with you, Kazuha.’ He clears his throat and adds: ‘Honey.’

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