#i know you're asking G what about that time in college you chased someone down with a hammer?

[kingfakey]

GG

[runningfrom2am]

achilles heel - I: Ben's Sister

summary:

Grace is the very opposite of her brother in every way. when she finally moves onto campus at UNC Chapel Hill, she feels like she gets to be her own person, make her own friends, and hopefully start a promising career in the museum industry, and maybe, one day, get married to her high school sweetheart and live the American dream for herself. Rafe Cameron however, upon their very first meeting, throws a wrench in her very perfect plan.

tags/warnings:

rafe cameron x fem!oc, rafe is giving very much homewrecker, fanon!rafe (kinda), college!au, friends to lovers, slow-burn (maybe?), minimal oc description, drug and alcohol use, mostly unedited, (these tags are not exhaustive, lmk if i should add anything!)

wc: 2.1k

my master list

series masterlist

requests

January 4th, 2019

B: i'll be at the caf in 10 if you want to grab breakfast before class

Her phone buzzes twice in quick succession as the screen lights up on the table in front of her. She leans over to read it, putting down her coffee mug and rolling her eyes slightly to herself. Grace had already eaten the same thing she always does, being frozen strawberries and whipped cream for breakfast, and is finishing up her first of several cups of coffee for the day when she receives this text from her brother.

g: okay, back table in the corner

She sends her quick reply and goes back to what she was doing, pretending to read her textbook and hoping to absorb at least the key points before her eight am class. So far, this method has worked well for her. Only one semester down so far, but with a 3.91 GPA, Grace is feeling pretty good about her academic career.

Her brother, Ben, on the other hand, got into the same school on a scholarship for soccer, and Grace is pretty positive he's only doing the same degree as her so she can tutor him while he lives in a frat house. Which he very promptly moved into after orientation, leaving Grace on campus alone, and she didn't mind it one bit. Having some space from her brother and her parents for the first time has been amazing.

Grace looks up as her disheveled-looking brother slides into the seat across from her at the table, practically throwing his plate down. She removes her headphones to hear what he's saying. "Huh?" She asks, prompting him to repeat himself.

"I said..." He draws it out, clearly frustrated his sister didn't listen. "You're already reading that? It's only the second class."

"Oh, well yeah, they're assigned readings for a reason." Grace replies, putting in her bookmark and closing the book, shoving it in the bag at her feet before looking back at her twin brother. He looks like he just rolled out of bed, which, of course, he did.

"Right. Give me the summary then, yeah?" He asks through a mouthful of cinnamon and sugar toast.

Grace sighs a little. "So, basically, there's this guy, totally a dick." She begins to explain and Ben nods, but he's already looking down at his phone. "So he shoots this elephant, right, and then someone else shoots him, and then that's how the third world war started."

"Wait, what? Really?" Ben asks, his attention suddenly drawn back to her.

"No. There was no World War III, dumbass." She replied flatly, crossing her arms over her chest. "Do you even know what this course is about?"

"Not yet but that's why I'm here isn't it?" Ben chuckles, taking another bite of his toast and instantly chasing it down with his orange juice.

Grace cringes a little as she watches that. "Not exactly..." She replies, looking down at her watch. "We have fifteen minutes. We should probably go, we have to get all the way across campus."

Ben nods and shoves the rest of his one piece of toast in his mouth and picks up the other to carry with them while they grab their bags and clean up the table.

No one really knows what it is about the first week of the semester, but Grace, as well as every other girl she's seen so far, has fallen victim to the idea that you need to look put together and organized knowing damn well that by two weeks from now, she'll be showing up in pyjamas. But today, for the time being, she's actually wearing jeans and makeup to class.

They walk across the beautiful campus that overlooks the city from a hill. It's January, but the sun is rising and there's hardly any snow left on the ground, not that there ever was much to begin with at UNC. Grace grips her coffee cup with both hands to try and warm them- it was probably an oversight to leave her gloves back in her dorm.

They make it inside and find their classroom, walking in and looking around, scanning to see open seats. Grace's eye lands on a table with two seats that no one is sitting at, and makes a beeline for it, placing her bag down before realizing her brother isn't at her side anymore.

"Hey, man, how's it going?" She hears as she looks back over her shoulder, seeing her brother grabbing the hand of a boy sitting in the back row. She sighs and sits down as he sits in the back with someone she's assuming he knows from his frat or soccer or something,

"I'm pretty good. Don't know why I took an eight am but here I am I guess." Ben's friend, Rafe, says as Ben takes a seat next to him.

"Honestly, same." Ben laughs slightly, pulling his laptop out of his bag and placing it on the desk.

"Hey, uh..." Rafe starts, leaning closer to his friend and lowering his voice. "Who's that girl you came in with?"

"Why?" Ben asks, taking on a defensive tone as he digs around in his bag, looking for his textbook.

Rafe instantly shakes his head, leaning back in his seat. "Just wondering." He says quickly, looking forward at the long-haired girl sitting a few rows in front of them. "I didn't know you had a girl- I just thought you would have told the team."

"What? I don't." Ben looks up at him to see his friend staring at his sister. "That's just Grace. My sister." He admits, leaning back in his chair as well.

Oh, his sister. Rafe thinks to himself, nodding slightly in response to his friend, that was now watching him, watching his sister. Time to look away. "You have a sister?"

"Uh, yeah, dude."

"You never talk about her," Rafe says, glancing back at her.

"Not much to say I guess." Ben shrugs in response. "Uh, we're twins, I don't know she likes to read apparently. She's a history major, she lives here on campus. I don't know what really there is to add."

"Oh, really? I was thinking of doing history."

Ben laughs. "Dude, as if Ward would ever let you even think about taking anything other than business. Pretty much the only thing you can do with history is write or teach, that's boring as hell."

Rafe sighs, he knows Ben is probably right. "I mean, like, I wouldn't hate that. At least it would be my choice."

"Yeah, I mean, whatever you want man. Why not, right? Being a prof makes bangin money too. People respect you and shit-" Ben rambles on but Rafe isn't really listening. His eyes are trained again on the girl sitting closer to the front of the room, as her hair cascades over her shoulders when she leans forward more, writing something down in a notebook.

"Right?" His thoughts are interrupted.

"Oh, yeah, totally." Rafe nods, completely unaware of what his friend was talking about by now.

"Okay, so we've got some new faces in here today." A man who Rafe assumes to be the prof says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention as the room quiets down. "You, in the back there. You missed introductions on Monday, so basically we all shared our names, our majors, and what year we're in if you'd like to share as well."

He's looking dead on at Rafe in the back, and everyone's heads turn to look at him. "I, yeah, sure. I'm Rafe, uh, this is my first year, so I haven't made any big decisions yet, but I'm thinking about majoring in history." He says, making eye contact with Grace and giving her a slight smile.

"Right, yes, Rafe Cameron. You're on the soccer team with Ben here. Your dad is Ward, right?" The prof asks and Rafe nods.

"Yes sir."

"I've met your father, he's a really nice man, hey?" He grins and Rafe nods again slightly in response, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. "Anyway, let's get started, shall we? Did everyone get the readings done?"

——

Grace gets up at the end of class, placing everything in her bag and her headphones back in, assuming that her brother would take off with his friend.

"Shouldn't we wait for Grace?" Rafe asks Ben as his friend turns to the door.

"Nah, I'll talk to her later." He shrugs in response. "Come on- we've got practice this afternoon and I want to have a nap first."

"Hold on one sec," Rafe replies, holding his hand up at his friend signaling for him to wait, and watching as Grace turns around evidently surprised to see them still standing there looking at her- waiting.

"Oh, hi." She says, removing one of her headphones.

"What did you think of the first real lecture? Did you write down every word?" Ben asks her and she laughs a little.

"No, but I'm glad we're getting into something interesting at least." She replies, avoiding eye contact with his friend, who's watching her intently.

"Hey, uh, I'm Rafe, by the way." He says to her before Ben can get a word in.

Grace looks briefly at her brother, who is staring at Rafe with an indecipherable look on his face. "I'm Grace." She says, looking back at her brother's friend and smiling politely. "You said you want to take history? That's my plan too." She adds, making an effort to move the conversation along so they don't just all stand there staring at each other.

"Yeah, I mean, maybe. My dad wants me to take business because he owns a company and I'll have to take it over eventually and all that crap." Rafe shrugs as the three of them head for the door.

Grace nods at that, shoving her hands in her pockets as they walk out the door and down the hall. "My boyfriend was supposed to take business too, or that was originally his plan in high school. He decided to go into chemical and electrical engineering instead and he's loving it, but I guess it's a bit different than your situation but I still think it's important to do what you want, not what other people want you to do." She shrugs, as Rafe looks at her brother, giving him a 'what the fuck, man?' expression.

Ben raises an eyebrow at him, the silent exchange finished with his confusion, and Rafe quickly continues his conversation with the girl who wasn't watching them, eyes straight ahead as she walked. "Yeah, I guess you're right. My plan right now is to sell it as soon as my name's on it, so my degree won't really matter."

"Yeah, you probably don't need a degree in business for that." She agrees, laughing slightly as she shakes her head.

As the three approach the end of the hall, Rafe takes a few quick steps forward to grab the door, and Ben smiles at him, laughing slightly and patting him on the shoulder as he walks through. "Thanks, bro." He steps outside, leaving Rafe to stare at the girl who took a turn down the hall instead of following them out. 

"Not going back to dorms?" He asks her, making her turn as she continues to walk backward staying with the flow of other students.

"I have a class in C building in ten minutes- this way is much faster. It was nice meeting you!" Grace smiles with a slight wave, popping her headphone back in as she turns around and continues down the hall. Rafe smiles back and raises his hand in a quick wave, sighing as he's stuck holding the door for a few more people before he can follow Ben.

"Dude, you didn't think to tell me she has a boyfriend?" Rafe asks, jogging slightly to catch up with his friend.

"Sorry, didn't think you'd be into my sister. Didn't think it mattered- that's not like, the most important thing about her, you know." Ben scoffs, shaking his head.

"Well, of course not. Would've been nice to know, though." Rafe grumbles, adjusting his bag on his shoulder.

"You're not hooking up with my sister. Listen, even if she wasn't dating that loser I wouldn't let you. That's like, fucked up." Ben says sternly. "What would you say if I said I was into Sarah, huh?"

"Dude- gross. She's like, seventeen." Rafe shakes his head, scrunching up his nose at the thought.

"Exactly." Ben agrees. 

"Okay, well, that's different."

"You're digging yourself deeper and deeper man- you've just got to let it go." Ben insists, turning to walk towards his car on the opposite side of the parking lot from where Rafe parked his bike. "I'll see you at home!" He shouts back.

"See ya'," Rafe replies, walking in the opposite direction. He pulls the other side of his backpack over his shoulder, holding tightly onto the straps as he makes his way back to where he parked his bike- completely unaware that he was being watched through an upstairs window in C building by his friend's sister.

ahhh finally part one!! i’ve been working on this one for a hot minute so lmk all your thoughts and everything- i don’t have the whole thing planned out so also if anyone has any requests on where this should go, pls lmk!!

taglist: @madelynie @slut4drudy (message me or reply to this to be added!)

[stormtheskyelf2]

Imma rant here and answer it later

WHAT I THINK THE HUMAN BEANS WOULD BE LIKE IN VORE (Fnf vs. Imposter)

Black: a gentlemen pred, or he just chases you down like a maniac

/absolutely bewildered prey, how did this happen

Grey: Mainly the scared prey in need of comfort vore

/unwilling pred that would eat someone if Black told him to or if he needed to hide a tiny from Black

White: fearplay pred who loves to gloat

/disagreeable, unwilling prey who definitely isn't enjoying being warm

Pink: Lovesick pred who would eat you no matter what but wouldn't digest OR nervous pred who needs EXPLICIT PERMISSION

/very nervous-flustered prey

Maroon: Fearplay Pred who would check up on the Prey every so often, acting like he doesn't care when in fact he may or may not have a soft spot

/nervous prey who's genuinely scared of being digested without any hope, acts like he's not shaking in his boots

Green: The teen who got lost on the way to college and ended up in Imposter.co, a pretty nice Pred once you get to know him, he has pillows in his stomach lol

/nervous but willing prey

Yellow: The trans guy who has children (In my AU, he transitioned and then realized he was prego with twins), a very gentle Pred. "How's that? You'll like it? Let me know when you're ready to come out."

/tired Prey, he'd probably ask to be eaten so he can rest

Red: an absolute b-

fearplay pred, doesn't really care

/unagreeable prey

Uhh I think that's it holdup no it's not

Red Mungus: A silly lil guy who I think would be more like a plushie pred, with no saliva ans just general softness (in both le stomach and his personality)

/most likely to fall into your drink

Mr. Shapeshifter guy, Monotone? Bird mask person: A very egotistical pred, not really caring about their prey

/I don't think anyone would WANT to eat him

Cyan crown guy: Another egotistical pred, literally doesn't give a sh-

/He'd never let himself be eaten, you'd get a stomachache

Uhh Savannah guy, I can't spell his name: very kind pred

/soft prey, nervous but agreeable, definitely a g/t fan

Warchief: "Listen here imposter, you're not getting away this time-" or a somewhat soft pred. He'd eat you and not really talk, but he has his hand on his stomach the whole time

/unwilling to willing prey, he needed this

Jorwasee, basketball guy?: boastful pred, "hey look I got your prey and u didn't", definitely patting his stomach

/"Uh.. sorry? I didn't mean that insult- wait why are you opening you mouth-? WHY IS EVERYTHING GETTING BIGGER? WHY AM I SHRINKING? WAIT WAIT NO NONO-" *gets nommed and pouts*

My fingers hurt and there's probably more of them but eh

My fingers hurt

[niawritess]

The Lovestruck~Chapter 7

(1st December)

9:33 am

"Waah! That was such a hard test." Ria groaned while stretching her body and you sighed whilst nodding.

"Prof. really gave questions from that chapter which I took notes from." You opened your notes to check your answers.

"Y/n, the test is over, so keep the notes back before I throw them out." Ria threatened and you gave her a look before shoving your notes aside.

"Let's go in the garden, you have brought chocolates, right? After taking the test, my sugar level has decreased and hunger has increased." Ria said dramatically dropping her body on you behind and you coughed before dragging her to the garden.

"Oh My God!" Ria laughed out loud causing people in the garden look at you both weirdly and you slapped her arm. "Shush, stop laughing now."

"Okay wait, so Dan almost revealed your story." She snickered before taking a bite of the chocolate.

"Dan seriously, I would kill him someday." You huffed munching your chocolate before you looked around and spotted a familiar figure.

You frowned. "Isn't that Rowoon?"

Ria followed your gaze and let out a sigh. "Woah! They are dating already."

"How can you tell?"

"Look at their hands Y/n, and see how he keeps his arm around his shoulder." She gave you a look which was saying 'why are you so dumb'.

"What! I have seen in dramas, they also do that when they flirt, you know." You debated.

"They don't kiss on the cheeks if they are flirting." She said as a matter of fact tone and you shrugged, not really interested in the topic.

"I feel bad for the guy who would date an idiot like you." She shook her head in disappointment while taking the last bite of her chocolate.

You shot your eyes at her before faking a smile. "You don't have to feel anything because I'm not interested in dating."

"Not interested in dating," She mimicked your tone. "Let's wait and watch."

She crumbled the chocolate wrapper and threw it on your face, you glared at her before taking the wrapper and threw it back at her face.

"Still, I wanna date." She whined.

"Oh, it's class time." You ignored her before standing up and made your way toward the campus.

"Wait for me! You're always ignoring me." She yelled catching up to you but you ran away while her chasing you again.

_________________

12:14 pm

Walking out of the classroom, you were on your way to the cafeteria before texting Ria and while strolling, Rowoon was passing by you and waved his hand to you. Before you could greet him back, lauren quickly dragged him out before sparing you a glance, or say glare.

"What the heck? No one's going to steal your boyfriend." You grumbled, rolling your eyes before walking fast to your destination.

"Oyii, bestfriend!" You got a headlock by your bestfriend making you yelp and you shot a glare at her before she let go of you.

"Woah! What happened? Why are you sending dagger from your brown eyes." She joked and you gave her a look before walking again leaving her behind.

"Okay, jokes aside, what happened?" She asked linking her arms around yours.

"Nothing, that lauren-"

"Lauren? What did she do? Huh? Did she said something to you? Wha-" She started her nonstop questions but halted when you gave her a look of 'will you let me talk'.

"Okay, i'll stop now tell me." She brought crossed arms to her chest and stared at you seriously.

You let out a exhasperated sigh. "That.. Actually Rowoon waved to me and she just dragged him like I was going to jump on him like seriously I'm not even interested in him that way lik-"

"What! How dare she!" Ria exploded putting her hands on her hips. "I knew it! She seemed to be rude with others but how dare she! With my best friend! Just wait i will teach her lesson!"

She rolled up her invisible sleeves and was about to go but you grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Woah! Calm down dragon! What are you doing? It's not even serious and I don't even care about her, so leave it." You said calmly.

"What?"

"Look, she just tried to tell me that Rowoon is her boyfriend, yeah it wasn't her mouth but eyes and I don't really care about whatever she thinks or do, unless she crosses her limit." You stated and she looked at you with frown but nodded.

"Then why were you angry?" She asked.

"It was for a brief minute but then I thought why should I care?" You told her casually and she pursed her lips.

"Right, you're someone who doesn't really care." She smiled and you nodded.

"Anything else?" You folded your arms to your chest.

"No professor, you're amazing." She gave you thumbs up and you both laughed.

"Let's go now, i'm ravenous." You whined, rubbing your stomach.

"I know, you eat-cracker."

"I told you not to call me that."

"What? What are you gonna do? Eat-cracker." She stuck out her tongue at you and you scoffed. "You're dead now!"

She ran ahead with you chasing her before Ria was running as she glanced behind to you and she didn't saw that there was someone walking ahead of her.

"Careful!" You shouted as you saw what was about to happen but too late she bumped into a guy's back.

"I'm sorry." She immediately uttered as she stood straight before he turned around and Ria let out a gasp seeing the person infront of her who was none other than Park Chanyeol.

You quickly jogged upto her and stood in front of the taller guy who was towering over you both.

"You!" He exclaimed looking at her Ria and shifted his eyes to you for a brief second before looking back at her.

"Aren't you that card girl?" He asked showing his big eyes.

"Yes, but I'm not card girl, I'm Ria." She smiled and he nodded smilingly, finally knowing her name while you just looked at both them weirdly until you heard another guy's voice behind you to see none other than Kim Jongin.

"Hyung! Here-." He halted his sentence as his eyes stopped to you both who were looking at him with wide eyes.

"Oh! You!" He exclaimed pointing at you causing you both get startle."You work at that Café, right? Baekhyunee hyung's g-"

Chanyeol cupped his mouth, before he could utter that girl word while You and Ria looked at eachother before looking back at them perplexed.

"Friend, he meant friend." Chanyeol completed his sentence, whilst smiling nervously and you nodded slowly.

"Something like that." You chuckled awkwardly not really sure about the answer.

"So, you go to our college." Jongin spoke, with a surprise tone and you just smiled before he glanced at Ria who was staring at him in shock.

"And you are?" He asked, his corner of lips twitching upward and you glanced at Ria who was still in shock to answer, so you nudged her and she snapped out.

"Uh.. Um yeah, I'm Ria Song Smith, Y/n's bestfriend." She stammered and smiled nervously.

He nodded smilingly before glancing back at you. "So, you're Y/n, we finally met you."

"Eh?" You tilted your head looking at him in confusion.

"Oh nothing, don't mind him." Chanyeol interuppted. "Anyway, we have to go out, so see you around." He smiled and you both nodded.

"Annyeong!" Jongin waved cutely, walking away with Chanyeol behind and he looked back at Ria who was also looking at him before he walked away.

"What was that?" You uttered and looked at your bestfriend who was still looking at the college gate where your seniors went out by.

"Ugh let's go now!" You groaned, dragging her to the cafeteria before her fangirling starts.

_______________

"I can't believe, I met them." Ria said, sitting on her chair.

"Like I met Chanyeol Sunbae once but didn't know I would get to meet them again with Jongin Sunbae of course and they talked to us." She squealed.

"Here she goes again." You muttered before rolling your eyes and sat beside her.

"I don't get it, why don't they eat in cafeteria like the food isn't bad tho." She said and you nodded.

"Maybe, they are fed up from the stares." You joked, shoving spoon of rice in your mouth.

She gasped. "That must be it! They are so handsome, of course people would stare at them."

You looked at her in disbelief. "No, I just.."

"What?"

"No, just eat up." You shook your head but then laughed at your bestfriend who took your joke seriously.

Ria looked at you and understood as you got smacked by her but instead of getting angry, you laughed even more.

"What's so funny?"

You both looked up hearing the familiar guy's voice as he sat opposite of you both and stopped laughing.

"Mark?" Ria looked at perplexed. "We didn't see you the whole day, where were you?"

"Actually, I was in need of a part-time job and found one so went there to discuss about it." He replied.

"Oh? You were looking for a part-time job? You could've just asked Y/n then, she works at a Café." Ria told him and he looked at you in surprised. "You do?"

You nodded. "Yeah, but why are you so surprised?"

"Correct me, if I'm wrong but your family is good financially right? Then why are you working there?" He questioned.

"Yeah, at first I wanted to work there for some experience but now I like working there." You smiled.

"Or is it someo-." Ria's sentence got interrupted as you shoved her spoon of rice.

"Eat a lot." You gritted your teeth and she grinned mischievously.

"What happened?" Mark looked at you both confusingly and you shook your head before glaring at your bestfriend who was munching her meal happily.

__________________

"Why did you both took forever?" Junmyeon asked the two males who just reached their table before getting seated.

"We met someone on the way." Jongin answered filling his plate with the meal while Chanyeol ignored him and sat beside Sehun.

"Who?" Yixing asked who was seated beside him.

"You won't believe, Baekhyunee hyung's girl." Jongin grinned causing Baekhyun stop his chopsticks in his mouth and he looked at the latter with widen eyes.

"What did you say? You met who?" He asked placing his chopsticks back on the table.

"I said I met your girl Hyung." He replied before gulping his water.

"Where did you meet her? And I told you it's not like that, so stop calling her that, she has a name." Baekhyun told him sternly.

"I know, it's Y/n." Jongin said casually smiling in victory and Baekhyun looked at him for few seconds before letting out a sigh. "I hope you didn't spout nonsense infront of her."

"Hyung! What do you take me for!" Jongin whined.

"He almost said she's your girl." Chanyeol intruded and Baekhyun looked at him in shock before looking back at jongin furiously.

"You-."

"Hyung! That was mouth slip, okay!" Jongin defended himself.

"Whatever, Don't talk nonsense to her, no don't even talk to her." He forbid him and jongin smirked.

"Why? You're going to get jealous?" He wriggled his eyes brows and Baekhyun rolled his eyes. "Shut up."

"Stop it and let us eat now." Kyungsoo grunted getting irritate by their conversation and two of them stopped but jongin kept grinning widely at his Hyung who was eyeing him sternly.

______________

2:14 pm

You were walking towards the Café as usual while listening to some music and getting close to Café, you were so imersed that you didn't felt that someone was walking beside you.

As you glanced to your side, you got startled to see Baekhyun in his simple yellow hoodie and jeans, smiling down at you.

You stopped and pulled out your earbuds, before looking at him astonished. "When did you come?"

"I have been walking beside you for like five minutes now, you didn't know?" He looked at in confusion and surprise.

You shook your head innocently and he imitated you shaking his head while looking at you in amaze.

"How could you get so imersed, that you didn't even felt me beside you." He asked and you just shrugged.

"You shouldn't do that, it's dangerous." He said staring at you in serious expression making you surprise as you've never seen him this serious before except that basketball game day.

Nevertheless, you smiled. "Okay, I'll be careful."

He grinned back."Good, let's go now."

He walked ahead while you stood there staring at his back and wondering.

"What is this? Why did he sounded like dad?" You mumbled then chuckled at your thought.

Baekhyun stopped when he didn't see you beside him and turned around to see you standing there.

"What happened? Come on." He called you out and you nodded before jogging upto him.

You both reached the café and as you were about to open the door, Baekhyun did it gesturing you to go in first as you looked at him and smiled before walking in with Baekhyun behind you.

"Oh? You two came together." Rose said as soon as you both entered.

"We met on the way." Baekhyun told her, making his way to the kitchen and she nodded.

"Rose, did you set the date?" You asked as you approached her at the counter and Baekhyun came out of the kitchen wearing his apron.

"Jack said, they need to recheck the schedule and will inform later." She told and you nodded.

"You talk to jack often?" You frowned and she looked at you but didn't answered.

"Of course, she has to ask him about these things right, Rose?" Baekhyun looked at Rose who looked at you both in perplex and nodded slowly.

You tilted your head. "But Rose, why is your face so red?"

"Oh? Is it?" She laughed looking away nervously and fanning her face. "I just feel hot."

"It's winter." You said, looking at her innocently and trying not to laugh.

"Uh..yeah, it is winter." She stuttered and looked at you who was stifling her laugh and immediately squinted her eyes at you.

"Go get changed and get to work." She pushed you playfully towards the kitchen and you laughed before walking in the kitchen.

You walked out of the kitchen wearing your apron, before walking behind the counter and stood beside Baekhyun who was taking the order.

You started making the drink while watching Rose who was talking on the phone and then you felt a presence beside you.

"Why were you teasing her?" Baekhyun asked but his tone was a complaining one, like a protective brother who was worried for his big sister.

You giggled at your thought before handing him the drink and he gave it to the customer with smile before standing beside of you again.

"The thing is, Rose is the only child and has always kept herself busy with studies and then this Café, so she never had time to date and now finally she's on that track then there's no one to tease her." You explained.

"So, I want to let her feel that how sisters are by teasing her a little bit, if it does make sense to you?" You chuckled and he nodded slowly understanding your point.

"That's good but then you also have to be prepared." He uttered before taking the order from another customer who just came in.

"Why?" You frowned.

"I'm not-" You got interrupted as your hand hit the spoon on the counter causing it to fall and it made a loud sound which startled the customers including you both.

You immediately apologized before squatting down and Baekhyun did the same making your forehead collide with his.

"Ow." You both groaned rubbing your forehead before looking at each other for few seconds and burst out giggling.

"Wait." You hit your forehead with his again lightly and he looked at you in confusion while rubbing it.

"Oh, if you don't hit it again, two horns will grow on your head." You told gesturing towards his head and he looked at you weirdly.

"Who told you that?"

"I saw it in dramas."

He looked at you in disbelief before sighing in defeat and shook his head.

"You and your dramas..," He trailed off as his corner of lips turned upward. "..Are really one of a kind."

With that he stood up before holding out his hand to you and you looked at him frowning before picking up the spoon and took his hand to stand up but got startled to see the customer looking at you both in shock.

"Am I interrupting something?" He eyed you both weirdly and Baekhyun's eyes widen while you were still confused.

You looked at Baekhyun, then to the customer who was still staring at you weirdly and then you realized what he meant which made your eyes enlarged and your face flushed.

"No! It's not like that!" You exclaimed a little loudly startling him and he nodded scared by your sudden outburst.

"Sorry, can you get my order, please?" He looked at Baekhyun and he nodded before doing it while you took the drink to serve a customer by walking away quickly with your red cheeks.

Baekhyun chuckled at your reaction which he found cute and kept smiling while making the drink.

"Is she your girlfriend?" The customer asked him noticing his smile and Baekhyun got surprised by the question.

He shook his head. "No, we're.." he stopped getting confused by his question and thinking what are you both, co-workers? acquaintances?

Then his eyes stopped at you who was talking to Rose smilingly and his lips curved into a smile as looked at the customer.

"Friends, we're friends." He told him before giving his drink to him and the customer nodded.

"I thought you were a couple." He chuckled awkwardly before taking his drink from him and walked out leaving Baekhyun in amaze.

"What did the customer said? I saw you two talking." You questioned as you reached the counter.

"He said, you watch too many times." Baekhyun replied, looking at you seriously and you frowned.

"Hm? How does he know I watch dramas?"

He looked at you for few seconds and then laughed shaking his head. "I'm kidding."

"Huh? What the heck?" You whined making him laugh more and you made a face before walking towards the kitchen leaving laughing Baekhyun behind but his laugh made you smile unknowingly.

***

7:51 pm

You entered your home with Daniel behind you before he walked into the kitchen and you sat on the couch while closing your eyes.

You felt peaceful until something cold touched your cheek making you flinch and immediately opened your eyes to see Daniel grinning down at you while holding a juice bottle.

"What the.." You took it from him and he sat beside you before you opened the bottle cap and took a sip.

"Oh right, mom called but you weren't home." Daniel sipped his juice and you sat up straight before bringing your legs up and crossed them.

"How are they? They are coming back tomorrow right?"

"They have to stay for another week."

"Another week? Why? Is everything okay there?" You asked worringly.

He nodded. "Everything is alright, their flight got canceled because of weather and the whole week is booked already."

You nodded pouting. "So I have to tolerate you for another week."

"That's what I'm saying." You shot back and you glared at him before switching on the TV.

You gasped. "Oh, it's Park Seo Joon!"

"Are you a player? You keep changing your actors." Daniel grunted and you scoffed. "It's not being a player, it's called being fan of them."

"Whatever, now give me the remote, I wanna watch." He was about to grab the remote but you pulled your hand behind you.

"No, I'm going to watch my drama."

"Just give me the remote!"

"No!"

"Okay!"

"Okay?" You looked at him in surprise before placing your palm oh his forehead. "Are you sick or something?"

"Shut up! Noona, i'm bored. Let's go out." He requested giving you pleading eyes.

"I don't want to."

"You're always at home, just get out sometimes. Let's goooo!" He whined, shaking your arms and you exhasperated before looking back at him.

"Ugh! Fine."

"Yayy!" He exclaimed and you shook your head before smiling at your brother who looked like a 5 year sold.

_____________

@wooya1224 @buttercupbbh

[littledemondani]

everything changes | duncan shepherd x fem!reader | part two

warnings: College Fuckboy!Duncan, semi-public smut, drinking, clubbing, reader being an all-around savage bitch, unprotected sex, unhealthy coping mechanisms. 

words: 2.2K

summary: You and your friends go clubbing to celebrate the start of the new semester, but what happens when Duncan ends up going to the same club as you?

a/n: Hey babes! This is the second part of my College Fuckboy!Duncan headcanons. This is also my first time writing smut. Also, big thank you to @wroteclassicaly for helping me with ideas for this. :D I really hope you all enjoy this, and I love y’all <3

part one

Thank you @ms-mead for this lovely moodboard <3 ily!

“Uhh, my name is Y/N actually.” You chuckled, trying desperately to keep your rage anxiety at bay. A million thoughts raced through your head at once that you didn’t even hear a thing Annette was saying to you. She excused herself and left to go do god knows what (you didn’t care, you just wanted to get the fuck out of there).

You got your phone from your clutch and send for an Uber. The last thing you want is to be stuck with Duncan for longer than you need to be. He hasn’t said a word to you. Nor has he so much as looked at you. Adding more fuel to the pent up rage you’re feeling. You decided to go outside and wait, knowing if you stay inside with him that you’re just going to lose your shit in front of everyone.

Once you reach the doorway you look behind you at Duncan one last time. He didn’t follow you, his utter shock keeping him from moving. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest as if at any moment it would burst out of him. He knew he had fucked up, severely fucked up. Still, he couldn’t find it in himself to follow you out and explain everything. 

He lifted his gaze from the floor to the doorway, locking in on your eyes. The look of betrayal and anguish on your face shattered him more than he’d like to admit. But as quickly as your eyes met, he turned away and walked off to go greet some acquaintances of his mother.

You felt your heart sink but knew what had to be done. This was it for you. No more putting up with Duncan and his bullshit. You opened the door and walked out of Duncan’s life, for good.

-

Summer vacation has come and gone - the beginning was spent crying over Duncan. For two weeks you waited for a call or text from him, heart jumping each time your phone rang. But nothing ever came. 

You can’t say you were surprised, especially not after the way he acted at the party. “Duncan Shepherd doesn’t chase after girls” had been a rumor you heard one day while waiting for class to start. It was true though: he didn’t chase after girls - they chased after him.

‘Not me,’ you thought to yourself. You were done with trying to figure Duncan out, done with crying yourself to sleep, done with wondering what the fuck you did wrong (which was nothing, of course). So you sought out to rid Duncan of your mind, and it worked.

The late summer nights were filled with drinking until you couldn’t feel anymore, getting lost in the embrace of another person, and waking up with a pounding headache that lasted all day. 

Maybe it wasn’t the healthiest way - but it got the job done. You soon forgot all about Duncan Shepherd and his fuckboy ways. Until it was time to head back to D.C. for a new semester. Then the memory of that handsome face asshole hit you like a ton of bricks.

Now here you are, back in D.C., and getting ready to go out to a club with your roommates to celebrate the end of your first week back. Anxiety flooded your veins at the thought of Duncan possibly being there with his frat brothers. But with the help of your roomies, and about 5 shots of tequila, that fear dissipated.

You were wearing a short form-fitting black dress, black Louboutin heels (yes..the ones Duncan got you), and a dainty necklace. After straightening your hair you put on your makeup. You looked over yourself one last time in the mirror, making sure every hair was in place and your makeup was perfect.

-

The club was filled with a bunch of sweaty college students, some drunk, some high, some both. You were on your 4th vodka cranberry, the drink making you feel fuzzy and carefree.

Your roommate invited her boyfriend and his friends, one of them being a guy you had taken some interest in as the night progressed. He was tall, but not too tall, with short brown hair, lean muscle, and pretty green eyes. 

Maybe it was your carefree attitude since leaving Duncan or your inebriated state of mind (let’s go with that one) that had you pulling whatshisname to some semi-secluded area near the restrooms. He was just looking too good and had been whispering dirty things in your ear as you danced with him, causing arousal to pool in your panties.

You pulled him in for a kiss, full of need with your tongues fighting for dominance. He walked you until your back hit the wall, running his hands down over your ass - squeezing - then stopping at the back of your thighs. Your hand snaking down to palm at his semi-hard cock, eliciting a small groan from him. 

“Jump,” he orders, lifting you with ease. You wrap your legs around his waist, bringing him in for another kiss.

“You’re not afraid of someone seeing us?” he asks while unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock.

“Just shut up and fuck me already.” 

Without hesitation, he pulls your lacy thong to the side and slowly eases himself into your tight, wet cunt. You let out a breathy moan, his girth stretching you deliciously. 

He rocked into you until he bottomed out completely, allowing you a moment to adjust to him. You grabbed the nape of his hair and tugged harshly, “I said, fuck me already.” a hint of venom laced in your voice.

You didn’t want him to be nice to you, you wanted him to use you. To fuck you like you meant nothing to him because he meant nothing to you. He was just a distraction, another person in your fucked up way of coping with the loss of Duncan.

He chuckled, “If that’s what you want-” he snapped his hips into you with brutal force, “then that’s what you’ll get.”

The pace he set was harsh and unrelenting. You loved every second of it, the way the head of his cock hit your most sensitive spot, the way your back was being pushed into the hard tile wall, the way your legs burned from clinging to him like your life depended on it, his bruising grip on your ass.

Your head was thrown back against the wall, hips snapping to meet his harsh thrusts, eyes closed in total bliss. You could feel the pressure building in the pit of your stomach, that familiar warmth spreading throughout your body.

You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around his neck, finally opening your eyes - when you saw him. Standing by the doorway of the men’s room, and watching you like a hawk, was Duncan Shepherd. You let out a loud, broken whine that came out more like a moan. 

“What the fuck?!” your train of thought actually leaving your mouth. This can’t be happening. You closed your eyes, thinking if you open them he’ll be gone, he’s just a figment of your drunk imagination. 

You open your eyes again, but no, he’s still standing there. Looking every bit the same as the last time you saw him. His hair perfectly styled, wearing his signature black leather jacket, dark jeans, and a black shirt. You let out another broken moan, pussy involuntarily clenching at the sight of him.

“Mmm, you gonna cum for me, doll? Cum all over my cock?” you ignored whatshisname, the only thing mattering to you at this moment was Duncan standing not very far from you, still watching you.

If he’s just going to stand there and watch, then you were definitely going to give him a show. You finally lock eyes with him, seeing the look of hurt (?) deep in his eyes...even better. 

You grab onto the back of whatshisname's hair, using it as leverage to help you bounce harder on his length. You moaned extra loud, wanting Duncan to hear you rather than just see you.

Each buck of your hips, every moan leaving your pretty mouth, was a knife twist in Duncan’s stomach. He couldn’t believe what the fuck was happening. How had he not noticed you before he went into the restroom? And are those the heels he bought you? 

It takes everything inside of him not to walk over to you and punch that guy in the face. But what would that do? Make you hate him even more than you already do? He knew there was nothing he could say or do at this moment, and it fucking killed him. 

It killed him to see you with another guy, much less fucking another guy - having someone else draw out those sexy moans and whimpers he loved hearing. Having another guy feel the way your cunt clenches and flutters when you're about to cum, it was all too much for him. 

Yet he couldn’t look away.

The way Duncan’s eyes bore into yours, like daggers, sent a fresh wave of arousal through you. This entire ordeal was something you found to be... exhilarating. You weren’t one to actively seek revenge - but this sure did feel fucking good, and you were getting off on it.

You weren’t going to last long, your orgasm fastly approaching. You turned your head slightly so your lips were near whatshisname’s ear, eyes never leaving Duncan’s, and whispering, “I’m g-gonna cum. I want you to cum inside me.” It was like your words flipped a switch in him, sending him into a frenzy.

His already bruising grip on your ass became even harder, thrusting up into you with such force you knew you wouldn’t be able to sit, much less walk after. Your moans turned into screams and legs shaking around him as your violent orgasm ripped through you.

A few more thrusts and his cum painted your walls. You stayed connected to each other for a bit, both trying to regulate your breathing. He moved to set you down, making sure you were okay to stand. You adjusted your thong and dress - looking up to find that Duncan had left from where he had been standing.

A tiny pang of disappointment (?) hit you. You had hoped that maybe Duncan would still be there, that you’d be able to rub it in his face even more that you were doing fine without him. Your thoughts were interrupted by whatshisname taking your hand in his and pulling you back towards your friends.

-

Several drinks later you found yourself back on the dancefloor with whatshisname. Your hips swaying to the beat of the song and his hands roaming all over your body. You turned around to have your back against his chest, your ass rolling against him.

And - for the second time that night, you caught sight of Duncan Shepherd. He was sitting in the VIP section of the club (of course) laughing with his frat brothers and some girls. One of them practically sitting in his lap.

Bitch.

Duncan was trying to have a good time. Trying to force the image of you fucking another guy to the back of his mind. Tried to let the girl practically throwing herself at him distract him from the clusterfuck of emotions running through him. Tried to drown his thoughts in alcohol in hopes that they would stop screaming at him. 

“Hey Dunc, isn’t that Y/N?” one of his frat brothers called out, pointing you out on the dancefloor. He turned his gaze to where his friend was looking, seeing you dancing seductively with your date. Without thinking he stood up and marched his way over to you. Ignoring the others telling him to stop and it was a bad idea. 

He wasn’t sure what he was going to do once he got to you. Wasn’t sure what he should say, or if he should say anything at all. He contemplated turning back but decided against it. He needed you to know how he felt, how he truly felt.

No more hiding.

Once he got to where you were, he grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you off the dancefloor. With the anger evident on his face you couldn’t help but start laughing. Was he actually serious? After everything, he put you through, and now he’s the one who’s angry? It was hilarious to you - even in your drunken state of mind.

Your laughter only made Duncan angrier. Pushing you up against a wall and trapping you by placing both hands on the side of your head. “You think this is funny, Y/N?” his voice seething. Nostrils flaring from how pissed off he was. 

You couldn’t help but think he was still fucking hot, even when he was mad. You also couldn’t help the arousal it sent through your body. Or the shiver it sent down your spine.

“Yeah, I do actually. Now if you don’t mind-” you move so you could leave, but Duncan pushed you back into the wall. “I’m not done talking to you. I don’t know what you see in that guy. He can’t fuck you like I can, make you cum like I can. He probably didn’t even make you cum at all.” he taunts while playing with a strand of your hair.

If you weren’t pissed off before - you were fucking pissed now. “He did make me cum. I can feel it between my thighs, wanna see?” you say with a smile. Duncan’s face dropped, which didn’t go unnoticed by you. “Didn’t think so, now get the fuck out of my way, Duncan.” you give him the nastiest glare you can muster up and push him off of you, walking back towards your date and your friends.

And Duncan stood there, head hanging low. Cursing himself for talking to you the way he did, for letting his anger get in the way of what he was really trying to do. But there was nothing he could do about it now. No way for him to come back from that. At least not right at that moment. 

For the last time - Duncan Shepherd lets you walk away from him.

-

Tags: @avesatanormalpeoplescareme @fckinsupreme @lovelylangdonx @wroteclassicaly @svjourn @hecohansen31 @ms-mead @your-daddy-langdon @delgrey