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you did what? ── . ✶ sam and dean winchester

summary: dean has the bright idea to play never have i ever

pairings: platonic winchesters x afab bi! reader, implied past! ruby x afab! reader warnings: none really, no use of 'y/n', reader is afab but no pronouns are used, fluff, humor, drinking, mentions of sex, reader is bisexual, kinda edited; all mistakes are my own word count: 2.0K a/n: was supposed to be a silly blurb but its a one shot lol. also this is so self indulgent lmaoo and i was talking about this with mari on the phone, i just love bi!reader fics and shocking the winchesters with information i also love love ruby and i need to write her so bad so if any one wants me to to write the aforementioned event mentioned i will LOL winchesters masterlist

YOU HONESTLY DON’T know how you got here. Well, you do, but you’re slowly regretting your decision to ever befriend the Winchesters, wanting the ground to swallow you whole as they stared at you incredulously. But it wasn’t your fault that their dad would use your Mom’s house as a dumping ground for the two of them when he was on a hunt in your state. While your Mom graciously took them in every time, you knew, even from a young age, that she had her gripes with the elder Winchester, who dragged his kids across the country hunting monsters. 

Growing up with the Winchesters was certainly interesting. You liked hearing the stories that Dean would tell you and Sam about hunting since your Mom retired as soon as she had you. You remember any time that they came over, the three of you were like peas in a pod (your Mom’s words, not yours) and would play and mess with each other each chance you got (typically, it was Sam and you versus Dean most of the time).

As the three of you got older, you saw each other less. Still, you tried to keep in contact—but eventually, Sam went to college, and you guys stopped talking to each other altogether. Until they ran into you on a hunt while trying to find their dad. After the hunt, you guys reconnected at the bar in town and traded numbers. 

Throughout the years, you would run into them on hunts and help them out if they needed it as their lives increasingly became crazier and crazier. 

Currently, you were sat at the map table next to Sam and across from Dean in the bunker that they had found due to their grandfather coming from the past looking for John (which was the weirdest thing that they told you when they invited you for the tour of their home base, but then again, weird is normal for those two). The three of you were having a lazy day due to there being nothing in the news that seemed to be your brand of weird and would warrant the three of you to have left the bunker.

You spent most of the day lounging in the clothes you slept in. After dinner, Dean pulled out his good scotch and three glasses, poured each of you a healthy amount, and started to talk about old hunts and reminiscing on the past. You were about a glass in, now on your second one, when Dean suggested that the three of you play Never Have I Ever, which Sam protested against. When Dean looked at you for the tiebreaker, you shrugged, saying why not since you had nothing better to do. 

Dean grinned at you and sent a smug look to his brother while Sam rolled his eyes at him. 

The questions were pretty tame until they started to venture into the types of conquests that either of you three had throughout the years, which made you learn a little too much about their sex lives (you already knew enough about Dean’s, but now you had to hear Sam’s which was very interesting, to say the least). 

Dean had just finished taking a sip of his dwindling glass. “Okay, my turn.” He had a mischievous glint in his eye as he shot a look at his brother.

“Never have I ever slept with a demon.” Dean had an arrogant smile on his face as he leaned back in his chair. 

The question was clearly a dig at his brother, to which Sam had scoffed and shook his head. Sam lifted his glass off the table and took a healthy sip of it before putting it back down. His brows furrowed when he saw Dean’s mouth agape in shock. He glanced at you, setting your drink down on the table as well. 

Sam looked at you, confused as to why you took a drink before it hit him, his confused expression morphing into one that mirrored his brother’s. 

You felt warm, slightly embarrassed by their gazes on you. You knew that this was the reaction they would have toward you, but it still didn’t feel the best. 

“Wh-what? When? How?” Dean sputtered out as he looked at you like you were crazy. 

Sam stayed silent, the questions flooding his brain, but Dean had vocalized most of them for him. 

You cleared your throat. “Well, I think it’s my turn anyway. So never-” 

“Nope, we’re not playing until you answer the question.” Dean cut you off and stared at you intently. 

“It’s not any of your business, Dean.” You said through gritted teeth, wanting to move on from the conversation. 

“If you don’t tell us, I’m just going to assume the worst and think you slept with Crowley.” Dean pointed at you before taking a sip of his drink. 

Your face screwed up in disgust. “EW! No, I didn’t sleep with Crowley. I’d rather be chewed up by a wendigo than even kiss him.” 

“Did you know they were a demon before sleeping with them?” Sam questioned. 

You whipped your head to stare at Sam in disbelief. “Really Sam?” 

He shrugged. “Sorry, but can’t blame me for being curious. You’re the last person I’d expect to sleep with a demon.” 

“Has anyone told you curiosity killed the cat?” You snarked as you narrowed your eyes at the shaggy-haired man.

“Yeah, well, satisfaction brought it back.” Sam quipped back as he shot you a smug smile, and you were debating on escaping to your room, but you knew that they would not give up the interrogation until you told them. 

You let out a defeated sigh, leaning back in your seat. “Yes, I knew they were a demon before I slept with them.” 

“Okay, who was it? Was it anyone we knew?” Dean asked. 

You sighed before nodding. You took a sip of your drink before glancing at Sam. “Uh, it was Ruby.” You mumbled into the rim of your glass. 

Neither man heard you. “Sorry, we didn’t exactly hear that.” Sam said. 

Dean nodded. "Wanna say it louder for the the two of us?"

You scrunched your nose, placing your glass on the table. “I slept with Ruby.” You said louder than before, avoiding their gazes. 

Both men were rendered speechless. You and Ruby infamously didn’t get along. There was an animosity between the two of you from the moment you spotted the brunette in Sam’s room when Dean came back from Hell.

Yeah, Sam tolerated her most of the time, and Dean didn’t trust her at all and kept her as far away from him as he could, but the two of you butted heads like no other. There were a couple of times when they thought you were going to kill her, but apparently, that wasn’t the case. 

Dean opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, trying to find any words to say before shutting it. 

“Oh." Sam cleared his throat. "But I thought the two of you hated each other?" 

“We definitely did.” You nodded. “But, it was only once. Well, maybe it was like a couple of times actually now that I’m thinking about it.” 

Dean looked at you wide-eyed. “I have so many questions.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Just ask them.” You wanted this conversation to be over and done with. 

“How did it even happen the first time?” 

“Do you remember that haunting a couple of hours away from Bobby’s place? In Topeka?” You asked them, trying to jog their memory. 

“Not really.” 

“Well, the two of you were a little busy with the seals so I went and checked it out and I wrapped it up pretty fast. But when I went back to my motel room after burning the bones, she was there.” 

You remember it like it was yesterday. You were exhausted from digging up the grave, used to having one of the boys helping you, or even better, they were doing it while you held the flashlight. But they stayed behind at Bobby's. So you were left to do it yourself. You were tired and covered in dirt, and all you wanted to do was shower and fall face-first into the rickety motel bed and sleep for twenty hours. 

But when you opened the door, you saw the irritating smirk stretched on Ruby’s lips as she sat at the table near the kitchenette in the room you were staying in. 

“She was being annoying as per usual and I was trying to get her out of my room, but then of course she had to provoke me and we started to argue, then the next thing I knew, I had her pinned against the wall and kissing her. And you can probably guess the rest.” You scratched the back of your neck sheepishly as you looked down at your almost empty glass, avoiding the burning stares of the Winchesters. 

You decided to down the rest of the liquid in your cup before placing it on the table. You looked at Dean to see a faraway look in his eyes, and you squinted at him before realizing what he was doing. 

“Hey!” You clapped your hands to try and snap him out of his daydream. “Stop imagining it dude, that’s gross, not to mention really weird.” 

You shook your head and glanced at Sam to see the same look on his face. Then, you scowled at him, snapping your fingers in front of his face as well. 

“Are you kidding me Sam?” 

Sam blinked and shook his head, having the decency to look apologetic. “Sorry, it’s just…” He trailed off. 

“It’s hot. You know, that you and Ruby fu-” 

“Finish that sentence Dean and I swear that I’ll make sure that you’ll have a black eye in the morning.” You cut him off as you glared at the man sitting across from you. 

Dean raised his hands in defense. “I was just saying. Besides Sammy here was thinking about the same thing, probably even more considering he slept with her too.” 

“Shut up Dean.” Sam shot a scowl at his brother. 

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Don’t tell me you actually were though.” 

Sam’s silence spoke volumes, and you just shook your head at him. 

“So, are we done with this interrogation or can we continue on with this stupid game.” 

“One more question.” 

You groaned at Dean’s words. “What is it?”

“Did she ever tell you who was better in bed, You or Sam?”

“Really Dean?” Sam sighed tiredly (but secretly, he wanted to know).

You couldn’t help the smirk on your face at the question before you shook your head and got rid of it. “Not gonna answer that one.” 

Dean grumbled before finally moving on from the subject. The three of you stayed up pretty late before you retired for the night. You were about to get into bed after getting ready to sleep, but there was a soft knock on your door. You padded over to it and opened it to see Sam in the entryway. 

“What’s up Sam?” You asked softly, wondering why he was at your door this late. 

He looked a little nervous as he ran a hand through his hair. “Did she actually tell you?” 

You furrowed your brows. “Who?” 

“Ruby.” He murmured. 

Oh. Oh. You sent him a playful smile. “Why? Did you want to compare notes?” You teased, and you could see the slight blush grow on Sam’s face. 

Sam started to stammer, and you couldn’t help but laugh gently at him. You reached out and rested a hand on his arm to stop him from stuttering out a useless excuse. 

“She never told me who was 'better'. Ruby never stayed long after we would sleep together.” You told him with a slight smile on your face. 

He nodded in understanding, his shoulders relaxing at your answer. You squeezed his arm before telling him ‘goodnight,’ and he did the same before walking down the hall towards his room. You closed your door and smiled to yourself. 

What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. 

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Make Me Wanna

Pairing: Benny Miller (Triple Frontier) x F!Reader

Summary: You get home from being in South America for two years and your best friend Benny is more than happy to have you back.

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI; suggestive content, alcohol consumption but not drunk drinking, maybe super duper light angst? Just a lot flirty fluffy stuff with Benny. Santi and Frankie are married (bc I love them your honor).

WC: 3.4k

A/N: Ahhh so this isn't star wars BUT I got excited about Pedro being Reed Richards and then started watching Triple Frontier edits and then Benny popped up and next thing you know I've not been able to stop thinking about him lmao. Also, I listened to a lot of country music (bc Benny is a cutie southern boy ya know?) while writing and made a lil playlist. Song is based off by “Make Me Wanna” by Thomas Rhett. Part two is definitely gonna happen bc I can't NOT write smut for this fine ass man.

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You've been gone for the last two years, teaching English in South America. Tonight is your debut back into Floridian life. The second day when you got back into town, you ran into Santi while grocery shopping and he invited you over to his and Frankie’s place for a bonfire and cookout. You’d immediately asked if Benny was gonna be there and he gave you a knowing smirk and told you yes.

So here you are. Dressed up in a sky blue (Benny’s favorite color on you) sundress on a Saturday night in June. It’s a whopping 70 degrees and while you’re normally freezing cold in this kind of weather, you know that the bonfire will feel good. And maybe the arms of a certain blond southern boy. 

“There she is!” You hear Santi’s smooth voice as you walk around the back of the house from the side yard.

You give a smile to Santi and Frankie, greeting them with a hug. 

“You look good, sweetheart.” Frankie kisses you on the cheek. 

“Thank you.” You smile. “Where’s-”

“He’s on a beer run with Will… should be back any minute.” Santi winks. 

You roll your eyes and nod. “What happened? Drink it all?” 

Santi chuckles and grabs you a bottle out of the cooler, opening it for you. “Just getting low is all.”

You hum softly and look around at the back of the house. “House looks good, guys.”

“You wanna see the inside?” Frankie asks.

You nod eagerly and follow Frankie inside as Santi starts up the grill. As he leads you throughout the house, you look at the pictures hanging up and can’t help but smile. There are many of their families but there’s also pictures of their team. Or you suppose their second family. 

You stop to look at one photo sitting above the mantle in the living room. It’s familiar and brings back a sense of nostalgia. It’s a photo of you and Benny and Will. But you and Benny are passed out on the couch, longways with you on top of him. Or at least you’re passed out. Will is giving Benny what you’re pretty sure is a wet willy and Benny is smirking and flipping off the camera while his other arm remains around you. You’re completely oblivious to their tomfoolery and comfy in Benny’s arms. You have the same photo, which is now still packed away in some boxes that you’ve been too busy to unpack. 

You had grown up with Benny and Will, having been their neighbors since childhood. Your moms were friends and had always wanted the two of you to end up together. But he joined the army and left you behind. It had put a bit of a strain on your friendship for a bit. Until he came back. It was always as if no time had passed every time he came home. Eventually he introduced you to the guys and they all took a liking to you and became permanently invited to every holiday and gathering. A nice addition to their little family.

“He’s gonna be excited to see you. We haven’t told him.” Frankie smirks.

“He hates surprises.” You chuckle, scratching his scruff. “You need to shave.” 

“Yeah, yeah.” Frankie bats your hand away. “And don’t worry. He’ll like this surprise.” 

Frankie leads you upstairs to show you the guest bedrooms. As you walk into one of the bedrooms, you hear Benny’s low booming voice outside and you peek out the window, down into the backyard. 

He’s wearing his signature backwards green baseball cap, an open blue flannel with a white tee underneath, and well fitting jeans. Your chest tightens at the sight of him just as it always has. He turns up the radio of his truck and starts singing to his brother playfully. Will tosses a lawn chair over to him, cracking up. You can’t help but smile. 

“Come on, coriño.” Frankie nods for you to follow him. 

He leaves the room but you watch Benny for another moment, smiling to yourself. Unfortunately, the nerves still flutter about in your stomach. You’d not seen the man in two years. He looked the same mostly, but a little buffer, like he’d spent more time in the gym. You suppose he had to for his MMA stuff. Santi had told you he was a massive talent in Florida, traveling around the state doing it. 

You turn to go back down outside and find Frankie in the kitchen grabbing more stuff to grill. 

“You’re sure he’s going to want to see me?” You ask, softly before opening the back door.

“Trust me, he’s gonna shit himself.” Frankie teases.

“That’s not always a good thing, you know.” You sigh, making the older man laugh before you open the door and head out.

“Hey Frankie tell your husband-” Benny starts but stops when he sees that it’s you coming outside instead of Frankie.

He stops dead in his tracks, his lips parted with confusion. He murmurs your name and you slowly walk down the back porch steps toward the group which has all of a sudden gotten real quiet. Santi and Will both grin like dummies. 

“You- you’re home?” Benny asks in disbelief.

I nod. “I’m home.” 

As if time starts back up, he rushes to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and picking you up, spinning you around. His nose is buried in your neck and you can’t help but smile as your arms wrap around his neck.

He sets you back down but his arms don’t leave your body. “God, look at you.” 

Your insides go warm as you glance around at the guys who all look like they’re about to combust from not teasing. “Me? Look at you. You got huge.” 

You squeeze his biceps in a teasing manner, looking up into piercing blue eyes that you used to be able to get lost in. God, you missed him so much. 

As if he can read your mind, he pulls you into another hug. He’s still your best friend. 

“Two fuckin’ years, darlin’.” Benny shakes his head.

“I know… I know. I’m home, though.” You cup his face, scratching at the growing scruff.

He leans into your touch, covering your hand with his own bigger hand, as if he’s afraid to let you go. 

“Jesus… this dress…” Benny smirks, pulling back so he can look you up and down.

You go warm in the face. “You like it?” 

“Love it.” He hums. “Always loved this color on ya.”

“I know.” You smirk up at him, running your hands down to his chest.

“Yeah yeah, okay you guys can mack faces later.” Will pulls you away into a hug.

Benny starts to protest as Will smirks. 

“It’s good to see you too, Will.” You laugh softly and then pull away.

Benny immediately pulls you back into his side. As if it’s exactly where you belong. 

“I had no idea you were coming either.” Will grabs a beer and pops it open.

“That’s because you’re terrible at secrets, hermano.” Santi laughs, wrapping an arm around Frankie’s waist.

It’s true. Will can’t keep a secret to save his life.  

Benny leads you away from the guys and pulls the tailgate down on his truck. Before you can jump up to sit, Benny’s hands find your waist and give you a lift, making your dress scrunch up a bit. He leans against the tailgate on his forearm. His elbow rubs against your thigh and you go warm in the face. You take a drink, hoping that if he points it out, you can blame it on the alcohol or at least the fire.

When you look at him, his gaze is on your bare thigh and you playfully slug him. 

“Hey. Eyes up here, Benjamin Miller.” You tease.

“Easier said than done.” He mutters and you laugh.

It takes no time to get back into the swing of how things have always been with the two of you. Flirty and friendly. 

“I’ve really missed you, you know.” He turns to lean on both elbows, facing toward you as he rests his drink on the tailgate. 

You smile and take his hat. “I know. I missed you too.” 

He tries to take the hat back but you pull it behind you so that when he reaches for it, you run your hands through his hair.

“Your hair is longer.” You notice.

He hums softly, closing his eyes as he leans into your touch. “Can’t decide if I should keep it or cut it.”

“I like it this way.” You murmur. 

He opens his eyes and you’re met with ocean eyes as he leans his hands on both sides of your body on the tailgate. Your thighs spread automatically as he makes himself comfy between them.

“Yeah?” He smirks.

“Yeah.” You grin, glancing down at his lips.

His own eyes make their way to your lips and you tilt your head, wondering if this would be the moment he finally kisses you. The warmth of the fire and the soft country music surrounds the two of you comfortably and you rest your forehead against his.

“Come home with me tonight…” He murmurs, nudging your nose with his own as his finger traces a lazy pattern on your thigh. 

“Yeah, okay.” You nod.

You nearly beg him to take you up to one of the guest rooms, but you figure that would be impolite to Frankie and Santi. 

All of a sudden, you’re snapped out of the moment with Benny as Frankie calls over to you guys. 

“Food’s ready!”

Benny sighs, clearly annoyed but smiles at you regardless and calls back over to Frankie as he takes the hat and puts it back on, backwards. “Okay, thanks!”

You smile up at him and start to hop off the tailgate but he stops you.

“Let me help ya, darlin’.” He smirks, his hands finding your waist to help you down.

“You don’t have to-” You go warm in the face again at the pet name and his hands on you.

The urge to grab him and pull him into the truck so you can have your way with each other is too strong right now. The guys be damned. 

“Can’t seem to keep my hands to myself…” He murmurs, his hand finding your lower back as he guides you over to where the guys are sitting down to eat. 

“I’m not complaining.” You murmur to him.

He grins to himself at the same time that you grin to yourself. You sit between Benny and Frankie as you all eat, Benny’s arm never leaving the back of your chair. 

They all end up asking you a million questions about Rio, your job there, and if you’re excited for your new job at the high school in town, teaching Spanish.

“If you ever need pointers, just ask me and Fish.” Santi teases.

You laugh and then start speaking in Spanish to each other. Benny’s eyes can’t seem to leave you, which is noticed by everyone. Even you. You lean into him like it’s just the most natural thing in the world. It truly feels like no time has passed at all. 

They start catching you up on their lives. Frankie and Santi are about to go on vacation to the Maldives. Will’s dating one of your soon to be coworkers. And Benny’s just been doing his MMA stuff. They tell you about Tom’s incident on a mission gone wrong and how the money they’d been able to get had gone to his family. You had heard from your mom that he had passed but she didn’t know much more than that. “I’m so sorry guys. Are the girls and Molly okay?” You ask, leaning closer into the crook of Benny’s arm.

“They’re doing better. It’s been what, a year?” Will asks Santi.

Santi nods and then the conversation starts to turn brighter when Will says he’s planning on asking his girlfriend to marry him. Everyone gets excited. As you lean forward to squeeze his hand, Benny’s arm slides down to your waist and his hand settles around your ass. You let out a small gasp that only he hears. 

“Let’s get out of here, yeah?” He whispers in your ear as the other three start talking amongst themselves. 

You nod. “Yes please.” 

He grins and then stands up. You follow suit and everyone immediately starts smirking at the two of you. 

“I’m gonna make sure she gets home safe.” Benny says and you can see the hope in his eyes that the guys aren’t going to give you guys shit.

But unfortunately, that’s not their style.

“Oh sure.” Frankie smirks knowingly.

“Get her home… so safe.” Santi’s smirk matches his husband’s as he winks.

“Use a condom.” Will just grins and your eyes go wide and your face goes hot. 

“Oh Jesus Christ.” Benny says, starting to pull you away from the table. 

“Safe sex is no joking matter, Benjamin.” Santi teases. 

“Nah, I think we’re gonna go raw.” You roll your eyes. “Thanks for the concern though.” 

All three guys burst out laughing at the same time that Benny gives you a proud look, his cheeks pink from being flustered by your choice of words. You and Benny make your way to his truck as the guys all continue to tease you from across the yard. Benny slams the tailgate and then opens the passenger side door for you, flipping them off as he closes the door.

When he gets in, he rolls the windows up and looks at you for a moment, smiling. “Hi.”

“Hey there.” You hold your hand out for his and he looks down at it for a moment before intertwining his fingers with yours.

He brings your hand up to his lips. “Did I tell you how much I missed you?” 

You laugh softly as he pulls out of Santi and Frankie’s backyard and onto the street. “I think you did but I don’t mind hearing it again.” 

“I missed you so fuckin’ much, darlin’.” He squeezes your hand.

You push the center console up to turn the front seats into one and slide into the middle, next to Benny. 

“Better?” You ask as you buckle the middle seatbelt.

His hand falls to your thigh like it absolutely belongs there. “Much. Thank you.” 

When the two of you were in high school, and you were out with Will, you’d sit in the middle of the two of them in their truck. Benny’s arm would always be around you, resting on the back of the seat. It was truly no wonder everyone and their mother thought the two of you were together.

“Reminds me of old times.” You rest your head on his shoulder as you wrap your right hand around his bicep as he drives toward his place. 

He hums in agreement. “God, I had such a crush on you back then. I’m so dumb for not telling you sooner. Especially since I could’ve been touching you like this the whole time…” 

“Well… yeah… but I could’ve also said something.” You laugh.

“I mean… it felt like everyone knew the two of us… belonged to each other, in a way?” He glances at you with a wide grin that makes your chest tighten. 

You nod in agreement. “Since day one.” 

“Since day one.” He nods. “And until the last day.” 

Your breath catches in your throat. It’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to you. 

A country song plays on the radio and you’re pretty sure it’s Luke Bryan but you can’t be sure. Benny sings along to it, making your insides warm and you can’t seem to look away. 

“What song is this?”

“‘I Don’t Want This Night to End’ by Luke Bryan.” He tells you, smiling while removing his hand from your thigh and putting his arm around you on the back of the seat like he used to. 

“Appropriate.” You smile, settling into the crook of his arm comfortably and he continues to practically serenade you. 

When you finally get to Benny’s house, the same place he’s lived since he got home permanently, he puts the truck into park on the street in front of the house. He had taken you house hunting with him when he got home from his last tour, wanting your “female perspective”. At the time, you thought maybe he was taking you with him to pop the girlfriend question but it never happened and you tried to move past it.

“Sorry, I’ve been waiting almost 20 years for this.” He says and before you can ask what he means, his hand finds the back of your head and pulls you in to plant his lips against yours. He tastes a bit like beer but it’s not that big of a deal, you’re just happy to have his lips against yours finally. 

Butterflies move from your stomach, down south, and then all throughout your body. You unclick your seatbelt, he unclicks his, and you climb into his lap, straddling him. Neither of your lips break apart in the move. He groans against you as his hands travel down to your ass, squeezing perfectly so that you whimper into the kiss. 

“Couldn’t wait til we got inside… I’m sorry, babygirl…” He rasps as his lips travel to your neck. “Well… only kinda sorry.” 

You laugh breathlessly. “I was about to say… don’t be sorry… I couldn’t wait either.”

He peppers kisses all the way down to your collarbone as he talks. “Wanted to take you up to one of those nice guest rooms at Frankie and Santi’s…” 

“The thought crossed my mind.” You hum softly. 

“Yeah?” He hums as he continues to suck a mark into the crook of your neck and shoulder. 

“Yeah.” You moan, breathlessly, grinding against him so that your dress slides up around your waist a bit.

He groans softly, squeezing you roughly. “Good to know we still share a brain just like we always have.” 

It’s true. The two of you have always been so in tune with each other, you could never imagine having this with anyone else. 

“Is that brain of yours thinking what I’m thinking?” You ask, nodding toward his house.

“Hell yeah, darlin’.” He brings his lips to yours again but doesn’t make a move to get out. You tilt your head curiously, not sure what he’s thinking right this second.

“What is it?”

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He looks up at you as if you hung the stars and moon yourself.

Heat courses through your veins for him and you lean your forehead against his. 

“I mean it, babygirl… you have always been it for me. This is what I’ve been waiting my whole life for.” He cups your face, looking into your eyes. Searching, to make you understand the seriousness of what he’s saying. “I love you. With my entire heart and soul, which belong to you. Always have, always will.”

A lump forms in your throat and you can’t help but crush your lips to his, a soft cry escaping against the kiss. 

“Oh darlin’, what-”

“Ugh. Sorry.” You wipe your eyes, trying to not wipe your mascara. “I’ve just… I’ve been waiting for this too… And I feel like we wasted so much time being apart…” 

He nods, understanding. “Well… we’re together now… right?” 

You grin, nodding, and he wipes a few more stray tears from the corners of your eyes and cheeks, still looking at you like you’re some sort of celestial being he would gladly get down on his hands and knees and worship. The way he’s always looked at you…

“What do you say… we go inside and I can try to make up for lost time?” He offers, his low voice going straight to your warmth.

“Yes please.” You give him a sweet smile and he kisses you again before you climb out of his lap and head up to the house, hand in hand, finally heading toward the future you’ve been waiting your whole life for.

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Can't Stay Away from You - Chapter One

First chapter woot woot! This is by far, the longest chapter I've ever written, at over 7k words, and honestly, I hope this is good? It's my first time writing a/b/o, and I'm a little unsure of where this is going exactly, but I hope everyone will have fun on the rollercoaster that this fic is bound to be!

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word count: 7k

warnings: defintely some angst in here, but lighter angst?, reader is anxious at parts, but like for the most part, there's really not much to warn about I think? Please let me know if I'm wrong or if I need to add anything!

Y/n wasn’t expecting any emails, but when she heard the ding that let her know she had received one, she immediately looked. She never knew when she’d get another freelance job, so whenever an email came in, she developed the habit of checking it. This wasn’t a work email, no, but it was from one of the stores she had recently bought a couple of Stray Kids albums from. From the subject line, it was about the albums she had bought, and a fansign? She doesn’t remember signing up for one, but she also has been so busy, she probably forgot about it.

Opening up the email, she found that she had won a place at an in person fansign in Seoul, in two days. She was so shocked by this news that she held her breath, not thinking this was real for a moment. She read through the email fully, memorizing every word, she really had won, holy shit. She thanked the gods that she didn’t work a physical job, because it meant she could work from anywhere, and she started figuring out her trip to Seoul. There was no way she was missing out on a chance to meet Stray Kids.

She quickly found a plane ticket, even if it was insanely expensive, and she thanked herself for her savings, having to dip into that a bit for this trip. She then moved on to finding a place to stay, and found a nice hotel that wasn’t outrageously expensive, and immediately booked it. She’d be flying out in about seven hours, leaving her to scramble to pack and leave for the airport. Quickly packing her luggage, having a packing list made up from previous trips, she packed clothes for a week, deciding to explore a bit since she was going there. 

Y/n’s travelled enough to have mastered the skill of packing efficiently, gathering everything she needed into 3 pieces of luggage. She double-checked her travel list, making sure she had packed enough for her trip. Before she shoved her laptop and cords into her bag, she sent out an email to her current clients stating that she had an emergency occur, and that her work may be delayed by a day. At this point, it was almost time for her to head to the airport. So, she finished packing the last of her things into her carry-on. Remembering to grab her coat before putting her shoes on, she grabbed her bags and left the apartment. 

She took a taxi to the airport, and on the way there, texted her best friend Emily that she was heading out of the country and asking her to watch over her apartment while she was gone. Emily agreed right away, and told her not to worry about anything. She smiled down at her phone, her bestie was her ride or die, and she was so grateful to have her in her life. 

When she arrived at the airport, she thanked the driver, pulling her luggage out of the trunk and heading straight to the check in counter. The process was smooth and she was quickly on her way to security, which while terribly busy, went by quickly and soon she was sitting at her gate, having grabbed a couple snacks for the plane and filled up her water bottle on the way over there. She had about an hour before boarding, so she pulled out her laptop, deciding to get some work done while she waited. She finished off the last edits to one project, sending that off to one of her clients, before starting on one of her other projects.

Halfway through her second project, the call for boarding went out over the P.A. system, and so she saved her work, slipping her laptop back into her bag before lining up with everyone else. She was lucky enough to get a last minute window seat on the plane, putting her carry-on in the overhead bin, before settling in her seat as she pushed her smaller bag under the seat in front of her. She looked out the window as the plane took off, the start of her journey to Seoul, and meeting Stray Kids, was starting now. Since it was a relatively long flight, she pulled out her laptop once she was able to do so, starting back on the project she worked on earlier. She spent the majority of the flight working on her current workload, which was about four projects at the moment. 

They were all fairly simple projects, they just took time to perfect them, but it was a great way to pass the time. By the time she finished her last project, there was only a couple hours left of the flight, and so she rested and watched the clouds roll by. Y/n admired the view as they landed in Seoul, excited to explore the city. 

Patiently waiting to disembark the plane, she waited until she was able to leave her row, grabbing her bag from the overhead bin and then bringing it down, pulling it behind her as she left the plane. She pulled it along, heading towards the luggage carousel, before she went through customs and immigration, quickly clearing them and heading out into Seoul. She took the metro to head towards her hotel, unpacking her headphones and listening to music to pass the time on the train. Once off the train, she pulled out her phone to find her hotel location, quickly finding her way to the hotel. Thankfully, it was late enough that she could check in right away and head to her room. She took the elevator up, finding her room midway down the hallway, and upon opening the door, found that she had a beautiful view of the city around her. 

She dropped her luggage by the bed, and walked towards the window, admiring her view of the city. She may not be a heights kind of person, but this was still beautiful, and she would be looking out a lot during her week here. She hauled her suitcase up onto the bed, pulling out a fresh outfit, before heading to the bathroom to shower. Once she had, she changed into her fresh outfit, pleased to get the smell of the airplane and airports off of her. Since it was still light out for a while, she decided to get out into the city and explore the neighborhood around her. She packed her smaller bag with the necessities, grabbing her key card on the way out the door and quickly going back down to the lobby and out into the fresh air. 

Y/n knew travelling alone as an omega always brought risks with it, but it was worth it to be here in Seoul, both for the fansign and just in general. It was sunny and warm in Seoul, a great contrast from back home, and she was living for it. She was always a warm weather kinda girl, and the warm air and sunshine here made her thrive. She decided on just walking the area around her, figuring tomorrow would be one of her bigger exploration days. 

She saw a lot of stores that intrigued her, but thought better of shopping, she’d be exhausted much quicker if she gave into that urge. She was glad that she brought her headphones, it helped distract from the loud noises of the city, and brought the level down to a reasonable one she could deal with. The hustle and bustle of the city was normal to her, since her own city was similar, 

Up until now, her omega had been strangely quiet. Usually she was very outspoken, more so than y/n herself was. Her omega was going haywire at the moment, confusing the poor girl as to what set the omega off. She felt almost pulled forward, and her omega pushed to the surface, making her walk faster to wherever that pull was coming from. It culminated in her running into someone, and ended with her on the ground in front of them, looking up at their mask-covered face. 

“Are you alright? I’m sorry that I bumped into you.” The person said as they leaned down, reaching out a hand to her. She tentatively took it, and she stood up with their help. Standing so close to them, she could smell their citrusy sweet scent, it calling to and calming her omega. That confused her slightly, but she shook it off, not wanting to think about it now. 

“I’m okay, and really, I bumped into you. I should be the one apologizing.” She replied.

“Let’s just say we bumped into each other then? We both played a part in this.” They told her, and she could see that they were smiling by the crinkles near their eyes. 

“I can agree to that.” Y/n replied, giggling slightly. 

She saw as the other person took a breath of her scent, and for some reason they stumbled back away from her, their eyes widening. 

“I’ve got to go, I’m sorry.” They said, rushing away from her, leaving her standing there alone on the sidewalk.

She watched him run away, and her omega cried out, and y/n felt like she had been punched in the stomach. Her anxiety shot up, and tears came to her eyes. She’s so confused, she doesn’t completely understand what’s just happened, and why she was so affected by it.

She felt increasingly down as she walked back to her hotel, no longer feeling any urge to explore, just wanting to retreat back into her room and nest. She speed-walked into the hotel elevator, avoiding everyone. Once back in her room, she locked her door and got to work making a nest in the bed, using everything she could. She finished it and then climbed inside, curling up into herself as her omega cried out to someone, for an unknown reason. That, and she couldn’t take her mind off of the person who ran away from her, and everytime she thought of him, it made her chest hurt. 

In the end, she fell asleep, and she dreamed of them again. She had dreams every so often about Stray Kids, and she assumed this was once again, her brain being delusional. She dreamed about going on vacation with them, assumedly in Australia given her surroundings, but she felt that this dream was different. 

She noticed that this time, the member’s touch and reactions felt more real? It felt like these were actually the boys, and not figments of her imagination like they usually did. Their eyes seemed shocked, even as they all enjoyed the dream. They were more touchy with her, Felix especially. She noticed that he looked similar to the person she ran into earlier, but shook it off as her just being delusional again. She enjoyed her dream and found happiness with the boys, as it was just a dream, that’s all.

Waking up the next morning in her makeshift nest, she whined at the lack of someone beside her, having fallen asleep in her dream next to the boys. Her scent smelled like burnt honey and vanilla because of her sadness, but she pushed through, thinking of happy thoughts and how she’d get to see the boys later today. She got up, having to get out of her nest that smelt like sadness. Pulling out an outfit for the fanmeet, she quickly showered before changing, and then moved onto her makeup and hair. She did her makeup like she usually did, leaning more towards a very natural look, knowing if she wore too much, it would be harder to touch up later on.

Before leaving her room, she checked the rules for attending the fansign, and quickly memorized them. She headed back to the bathroom, since one of the rules was wearing scent blockers, and quickly applied them to her scent glands, making sure she covered them fully. The rule had been put into place because of an incident with a second gen girl group fansign years ago, she remembered the aftermath of it very well, despite being young at the time. One of the fans, an alpha, attended the fansign and tried to overwhelm one of the omega members of the group with her scent, and since then, companies have made it mandatory that scent blockers be worn during fansigns. 

Checking her outfit in the mirror once again, she made sure it looked right, fixing anything that was out of place. She had decided on an outfit that reminded her of a mix of Felix and Han’s individual styles, but had blended them together in her outfit. Plus, it was really comfy, and knowing she had a long day in front of her, she didn’t want to be stuck in something uncomfortable. She grabbed her bag, setting out for the day. She planned to explore and see some tourist sights first, before the fansign, since it wasn’t starting for a couple hours from then. 

She mostly wandered as she wanted, not having a specific destination in mind. She found herself wandering a market and buying some snacks along the way. Everything she bought tasted better than the prior snacks, and she had to leave the market in a hurry lest she get distracted. To her benefit, however, this passed enough time that she almost had to run to make it to the fansign venue.

She made it there in under 20 minutes, and hopped in line with everyone else, having brought her ID, and had the email that she won as well. Checking in was a simple process for the most part, however the ID checking part was the most tedious. Once that was finished and they confirmed that she was who she said she was and that she was allowed entry, she was quickly shuffled into the hall where the fansign took place. 

Y/n found herself about midway between the front and back of the hall, and almost straight in the middle of her row. She greeted the girls next to her, making small talk with them as much as she was able to with her limited knowledge of Korean. They mostly talked about their favorite members and songs, and whose outfits they liked the most in this recent comeback. Y/n enjoyed chatting with the other girls, and a couple more of the ones around them joined in as well, and just before the boys walked out, they had created a small group chat, adding each other on kakaotalk. 

The minute the boys walked out on the stage, all eyes were on them, and the cheers were almost deafening. Despite it only being a small fraction of the number of people at a concert, it was as loud as a concert. Yet it only took Bang Chan raising his hand for the crowd of fans to fall silent. 

“Hello everyone!” He said, waving to the room. He and the boys quickly introduced themselves and did their “Step out” intro as they always do. They took the first part of the fanmeet to goof around on stage, playing around with some of the items laid out for them by staff. 

During this, y/n couldn’t keep her eyes off of them, feeling almost a pulling sensation in her chest, and a need to keep an eye on the boys. She ignored the pulling feeling, trying to enjoy the fansign and commit this all to memory. She soaked in the atmosphere, the joy that radiated around the room, from the fans and the idols. It filled her with happiness, the feeling almost bursting out of her chest. 

It wasn’t long before they boys had moved onto the signing part of the fansign. She watched as each row of fans lined up to meet the idol group, going down the line one by one, and the smiles on the boys’ faces made her smile too. It made her happy to see them happy, and she knew the girls around her felt the same way. Her hand was tapped as a girl in the row ahead of her asked her to record her interactions with the boys, and she readily agreed. Once that girl was up on stage, she zoomed in and recorded her interaction with the eight idols. In return, once it was her turn to line up with her album to meet the boys, the other girl offered to record her going down the line and talking with the boys, to which she quickly thanked her for offering and y/n handed her her phone. She lined up on the side of the stage, nervousness growing as there were only a few girls still in between her and Changbin, the first of the eight boys she’d meet today. 

Soon, she sat in the chair in front of the rapper, smiling at him as she said hello, shaking slightly due to her nerves.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you!” She told him, smile as bright as the sun.

“Ahh, nice to meet you too!” He said, taking her album as she handed it to him, opening to one of his pages. “Where are you from?” He asked, noticing her nerves and the slight shake to her body, determined to get her less nervous.

“I’m from Canada. I flew here and arrived yesterday afternoon.” Y/n told him.

“Oh wow! Really? That’s so far away!” He was surprised she flew that far for their fansign, he even applauded her for it, to which she shied away, hiding her face.

“No, no hiding!” He teased her, and she slowly pulled her hands away, looking at him with red cheeks.

“Is it cold back in Canada?” Changbin asked.

“It’s not too bad, I guess? But I prefer it here where it’s warm and sunny.” She told him, replying to his question.

“Ohhh, you like warm.” He said, English skills finally breaking down a bit.

“I love the warmth. I’m always too cold, see?” She said to him, showing her hands which were slightly pink at the tips. 

He grabbed her hands gently, rubbing them to try and warm them up. He knew it was chilly in there, but not to where one of their fans was becoming very cold. He was so concerned for her, almost abnormally so, but he chalked it up to just caring for their stays.

“Oh no, you’re so cold! It’s too cold here.” He said after rubbing her hands for a couple moments.

“Oh no, it’s okay, Changbin-oppa. My fingers and toes are always like this, no matter how warm it is. Just my body being bad, that’s all.” She corrected him gently, wanting to ensure he knew it wasn’t the room, it was just her. 

And sadly, that is where her time with the rapper ended, with her being moved onto the next man, who was the Hwang Hyunjin, who was waiting for her to move down in front of him, which made her blush intensify. 

“Hello Hyunjin!” She said, voice a little on the higher side.

“Hello, Stay!” He said, smiling at her. “What’s your name?” He asked as he received her album, moving to sign one of his pages that she had marked. 

“My name is y/n! And we’re born in the same year, Hyunjin-ssi.” She informed him, slightly swaying in order to calm herself.

“Oh? We are? That’s amazing! What month?” He further questioned her, a slight surprise showing on his face. 

“I’m a September baby, so I’m younger than you by a couple months.” She said, watching him sign her album.

He looked back up at her, his beauty was ethereal, and it took her breath away to see him this close up. He reached out to grab her hands, both of them pulling away slightly and flinching at the zap of electricity. It couldn’t have been more than static electricity, but it felt almost like a connection of sorts. Both of them waved it off, not thinking much of it, but inside, their beta and omega knew what had just happened, and were berating them for ignoring it.

“Your name is really pretty, I forgot to tell you.” He said earnestly, his eyes feeling like they were staring right into her soul, and she could see so many emotions floating around in those captivating eyes. She couldn't keep eye contact with him and looked away, down at her lap to avoid his gaze.

“Thank you, Hyunjin-ssi.” She said, still unable to look him in the eyes.

“Stay doesn’t have to use -ssi, call me Hyunjin, please?” He begged her, leaning down on the table to try and get her attention, to which she looked up at him, giggling at his position.

“What are you doing?” She said between giggles.

“I just wanted-” He started, but was interrupted by staff ushering her to move onto the next member, to Hyunjin’s dismay. He wanted to talk with her all day.

Seungmin was next, and his gentle smile caused her to continue to smile in return, her smile not dimming, but becoming softer.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you.” He said, much calmer than the others, but you could see that he was just as excited to meet their fans as the other boys were. 

“Hello Seungmin, it’s nice to meet you too.” She said, telling him her name afterwards, so that he had a name to sign the album with. 

They made small talk as he signed, and then continued on afterwards. Y/n told him how far she travelled to be here today, and then expanded on her home as Seungmin asked her more questions about where she was from. She tells him that no matter how long the journey was, she wouldn’t have missed being here, and missing the chance to talk to them, for anything else in the world. 

To this, his face is filled with awe and wonder, always surprised at what lengths their fans go to in order to see them live or to meet them. She then talks about what she loves about him, and how she enjoys seeing his interactions with the other boys, and how his voice is angelic. She just about showers him in compliments, until her time with the vocalracha member is up.

He waves goodbye to her and hands her album onto Jeongin, who’s next in line. He smiled at her as she slid over into the chair in front of the maknae, who, having heard her name from when she told his fellow member, quickly signed her album, before reaching out to grab her hands, squeezing them. This shocked y/n slightly, not expecting how intense the maknae was right then and there. He however, just felt drawn to her, like a moth to a flame, and wanted to be in contact with her. His alpha encouraged his actions, and the man himself didn’t question his alpha, and just continued looking at her with a smile on his face. 

“Hi, Stay!” He said excitedly, to which y/n replied back, asking how he was doing.

“I’m doing better now that I get to talk to you.” He answered her, winking at the end and slightly flirting, to which he got lightly smacked by Minho. 

Y/n wasn't faring well with the intense nature of the supposed “baby bread” youngest member, and it clearly showed on her face, which was turning, in Jeongin’s eyes, a lovely shade of pink, and her eyes were wide as she stared at him.

“You look so cute, Stay.” He complimented her, to which she blushed harder. His grin grew as he watched her blush intensify, and to which his alpha almost purred in contentment. 

He continued teasing her, to which her responses were almost nonsensical, until the staff member became her savior by telling Jeongin that she had to move to the next member. Minho, being impatient, grabbed her hands from his fellow member and pulled her over to the chair in front of his space at the table, grabbing her album afterwards. Jeongin pouted at his hyung’s actions, watching you move over to the next chair. He only stopped overtly watching her when the next Stay sat down in front of him, his attention turning to them.

“Hello Lino!” Y/n said, a smile still stuck on her face.

“Hello Stay.” He said, shaking their hands as he had yet to let go. “Do you have any pets?” He asked, finally but almost reluctantly pulling his hands away so he could sign her album.

“I do! I have a bunny, named Jack.” She told him, telling him how she got him, and about all of her bunny’s little quirks. 

He stopped signing her album just to look up at her and watch her talk. He was oddly drawn to her, and observed her as she talked. Her smile was extraordinary and how he wanted to never see her smile fade away, he felt pulled in by her, and he knew it wasn’t her scent, it couldn’t have been since he could see the scent blockers on her skin. But she almost called out to him, to his alpha. He internally questioned if there was something more to that feeling or if it was only just because she was similar to his omegas, to Jisung and Felix. Her outfit clearly took inspiration from them, and she seemed similar in personality, so maybe that was the culprit behind this pull he was feeling.

He realized that he hadn’t finished signing her album, and hurried to do so as he lightly chatted with her, mostly about their own pets and how troublesome they were at times. Sadly, that came to an end when she was pointed to move onto the next idol, who happened to be Felix. 

The Australian man looked at her, having the silent realization that this was the girl he ran into the day prior, and did his best to push what happened out of his mind, since he hadn’t told anyone what had happened, and from the lack of reaction on her part, she didn’t know that they had met yesterday.

“Hello Felix!” She said, smiling from ear to ear at meeting her almost birthday twin.

“Hello! How are you? Also, your outfit is so cute! I love it!” He replied, a grin on his face.

“I’m well, and I’m very excited to be here!” She told him, her cheeks hurting as she had smiled since meeting Changbin. “Thank you! I tried to combine your and Han’s styles, and I hope I was able to do both your styles justice.” She explained.

“You did! So, how old are you?” He questioned, taking the time to sign her album.

“I’m your age, actually.” She confessed, as he looked up in slight shock.

“Wow, really?” He said. 

“Yup! Actually you and I aren’t too far apart in age, birthday wise. I share a birthday with one of your members.” She replied.

“Wait, that means-” He started, before she interrupted him.

“Yeah, I do have a birthday twin within your group.” She giggled and nodded as she confirmed his thoughts.

“Oh wow! That’s so cool!” He told her.

“Yeah, it’s what made me a Stay actually. Well, and your Miroh era.” She confessed to him, blushing slightly.

They continued chatting, with Felix inquiring more about her life, and how long she’s been into K-pop among other things. Felix’s omega was practically purring at having this pretty girl’s attention only on him, plus that they got to see her again after Felix stupidly ran away yesterday.

Meanwhile, next to Felix, Minho was trying to concentrate on the Stay in front of him, but his mind and eyes kept wandering over to y/n and Felix. He couldn’t help but listen in on their conversation as he tried to keep chatting with the fan in front of him. That pull in his chest still hadn’t disappeared, and he kept questioning what exactly was drawing him to you. His alpha, however, knew exactly what was happening and was very happy about it, Minho could tell that much. His alpha kept talking about how Felix and the girl got along so well, and look how pretty they both were, and ‘Wouldn’t they look pretty together in their nest?’ Minho had to physically force himself to look away from the two of them, and push to only focus on the Stay in front of him.

During this, the two people who were the subject of Minho’s thoughts and glances were saddened when staff told them it was time for y/n to move on. Felix grabbed her hand, pleading with her not to go, to the girl’s laughter and her insistence that she must move on, to Han finally interjecting and reaching out for her hand and pulling her to the next chair. 

“I heard you had a birthday twin in Stray Kids?” He inquired immediately, wanting to know.

“Hello Han. Yes I do.” She giggled at his impatience. “I’m birthday twins with you, actually. Down to the year.” She told him. 

Hell yeah!” He exclaimed as Felix overheard, the Aussie pouting at how close he was to sharing a birthday. 

Y/n saw Felix’s pout, and giggled as she looked over at him. He saw her giggling and playfully glared at her, only making her giggle more, which Han did as well when he saw what was making the girl in front of him giggle. 

Han quickly signed his page in the album, before focusing all his attention on the girl in front of him. He wanted to know more about his birthday twin, and to learn if they had anything else in common. They did have quite a few things in common, their style being one of those things, anxiety was a second, and they also had quite similar personalities. This made the quokka a very happy man, and his omega wanted to steal the Stay away and keep them and Han was agreeable with that notion. A birthday twin to share the fun with? Yes please.

They joked about how maybe this was fate, and maybe this was why she was drawn to the group in the first place, with y/n admitting that their shared birthday is what made her interested in the first place. Han smiled, with a blush on his face at that confession. That she had found the group and gotten interested because of Felix, but was more interested that they both shared a birthday. Plus, she won the chance to be here and meet them, which was even more amazing.

As engrossed as they both were in their conversation, Chan finally leaned over and interrupted them, to inform her that it was their turn to chat. Han grabbed her hand, shaking them as he thanked her for coming and talking with him, and that she’d have to remember to wish him a happy birthday when their birthday came, to which she promised she would. She reluctantly let go of his hands, and moved over to sit in front of Chan, realizing that her time with the boys would end shortly. 

“Hello there, sorry to interrupt your fun with Hannie.” He apologized, looking truly sorry to have stopped their conversation. He truly was sad that he had to do so, they loved their fans, and Jisung looked so happy as he chatted with her, and his alpha almost screamed his content at how happy this girl had made his members. 

“It’s okay, I understand, don’t worry Chan.” She told him, understanding clearly heard in her voice.

He smiled at how understanding she was, starting up a conversation with her about what she was going to do while in Seoul. Inside, his alpha was trying to gain control over him, an overwhelming need coming over him to grab her and scent her, rules be damned. He wasn’t alone in this feeling, as y/n had been feeling a pull this entire time as she went down the line, but it was stronger right in front of the leader of the group, and her omega wanted nothing more than to sink into this man’s arms right here and now. She shook off her omega while he pushed away those feelings, one thinking it was just her being delusional and having read too much fanfic, while the other just chalked it up to his alpha reacting to the fact that it was a pretty girl in front of him right now. 

They continued their chat like neither of them were experiencing anything, and she asked him about places to visit in Australia should she ever get to visit, and he turned it on her and asked about places to visit in Canada when they get the chance to travel there. Both parties enjoyed the conversation, almost feeling as if they were just two friends chatting, instead of idol and fan. They talked about animals as well, both of them gushing about their own animals and telling a couple of funny stories about them.

At last, y/n’s time with the boys was finally over, and it was at this point Chan realized he had never signed her album. Signaling to the staff to let him sign the album quickly before she had to leave, he did so. On a whim, and what he swears was his alpha’s idea, and not fully his, under his signature, he added his number. Quickly closing the book, he handed it to her, and waved to her as she left the stage and returned to her seat, focusing on the next fan to sit in front of him.

Y/n returned to her seat, feeling saddened after leaving the stage and the boys. She shrugged it off, just like she had with the rest of the odd feelings she’s had today and yesterday. After she got back to her seat, one of the girls in the row behind her that she had made friends with, asked her to film her meetings with the boys, and she agreed. After that, the girl in the row in front of her that filmed her interactions handed her phone back, and y/n thanked her for filming as the other girl waved off her thank yous. 

Soon enough, it was the girl behind her turn to chat with the boys, and y/n started filming as she went up on stage. She noticed during her filming, that the boys glanced up in her direction a couple times, or at least her general direction, she doubted their gaze was on her specifically. She dutifully continued filming, trying to get the best video she could for the girl.

Y/n was wrong about the boys not looking right in the crowd for her. They really couldn’t help themselves, looking at her when she didn’t notice, and every time they had the chance. They had never felt so pulled towards someone like this, not since they all found each other. Y/n was feeling the same way, it almost felt like there was a rope between her and the boys, and it was trying to pull her in closer. She once again brushed it off as wishful thinking, and maybe her delusions of wanting the boys to notice her, as every Stay did. Plus, she probably just enjoyed talking to them so much that she wanted to talk with them again. 

Finally, the girl she was filming for left the stage, and y/n ended the recording, handing the phone back to her once the other girl returned to her seat. She watched as the final rows got their chance to see and talk with the boys, and once everyone was back in their seats, the boys came out from behind the tables, and started goofing off again. There was a portion set aside for photos of the boys, and of course they were absolutely adorable during it. And then they decided a couple dance relays of S-Class were in order, and a part switch dance to S-Class as well, which went as well as anyone could expect. A.k.a, it was a bit of a disaster, with the boys not knowing each other's places nearly as well as they knew their own. Though, we did get to see Felix do Minho’s parts, which was amazing and everyone in the room loved it. 

Before anyone knew it, the fansign was coming to an end, with the boys sadly saying goodbye to the fans. Y/n didn’t want it to end, but as they were ushered back out of the room after the boys had left the stage, she reluctantly left. She was in tears leaving the building, and felt a great sadness at leaving, and so did her omega. She wasn’t quite sure why she reacted so heavily, but as she walked back to the hotel, her emotions only grew. Because of this, she sped up her pace, wanting to disappear into her hotel room and cry in private, not wanting others to see her like this. 

Once she was back in her hotel room, she locked the door, immediately taking off her shoes and any accessories, before crawling into her makeshift nest that still smelt of sadness from that morning. She let herself fall apart, crying as she curled into a ball. She wasn’t sure why she was so sad, she really wasn’t sure, but she could feel that her omega was really hurting. She cried herself to sleep, falling into a nightmare, where it was the opposite of her dream from the night before. The boys were the opposite of their sweet selves, and were hurling anything and everything negative about herself at her, and all she could do was sit there and cry as they did so.

Being shocked out of her nightmare, she sat up as she woke up, her chest heaving as she tried to regulate her breathing. She managed to do so after a couple of minutes, and trying to get her mind off of how hurtful her nightmare was, she reached for her phone.

She found the video of her interactions with the boys, and started watching it. As she watched it, she realized just how different her interactions with the boys were from the ones she had filmed for others and watched herself. They seemed much more intimate in a way, with how touchy a lot of the boys were with her. They were so much more emotive and interactive with her, it felt a little abnormal after the fact. She must have been so happy to meet them that none of it felt off to her, and really looking back, it still didn’t feel too odd, just a bit more intimate than the other fans’ interactions. She wondered why she was so different, and why her, over everyone else. 

This pushed her to look through her album, and she stopped at Chan’s signature. Underneath his name, there was a number, along with a short message to text him. This had to be a joke, there was no way she was living the y/n life right now. She felt as if she had stepped into a fanfiction, because why else would Bang fucking Chan have given her, out of all people, his number?

She decided to fuck it and texted the number he gave her, and he almost immediately responds.

‘Who are you?’ He demanded.

‘I’m y/n, you gave me this number in my album that you signed today.’ She replied.

‘What did we talk about today then?’ He asked her.

‘A little bit of everything, honestly, but we did talk about our pets. You talked about Berry, and I talked about my bunny Jack and how troublesome he is.’ Y/n told him. 

She also decided to send him a picture of herself, holding open his page of the album as she sat next to a clock to prove the time. Chan believed her, and told her as such. She then asks him why he decided to give her his number.

‘I watched your actions with the others and myself, and something about you and all of our interactions intrigued me. I felt there was something more to it all, and wanted to get to know you better.’ He explained, to which she was relieved it wasn’t a trick, but was also confused about how she intrigued him. She voiced those thoughts and to which he reassured her that he wasn’t tricking her, nor should she be confused about how she was interesting to him, because he honestly found her interesting from the start of their conversation at the fanmeet.

He further explained that the other members had no idea about what he had done, and he hadn’t planned on saying anything to them, unless y/n had reached out and told him it was okay to do so. Though that didn’t stop them from discussing her in the vans on the way back to the dorm, nor did it stop their discussion from spilling over into their group chat. He told her as much, and she was surprised to have made that much of an impression on them. Chan reassured her that their interactions with her were very memorable, from what he could gleam from the others’ conversations. What he didn’t tell her was that Minho had noticed Chan’s behavior, and signaled to the pack alpha that they would be talking after they arrived back at the dorm. 

Soon enough the boys arrived back at the dorm, and the leader had to say goodbye for now to y/n, Minho staring him down as they walked into the building and then the elevator. The other alpha grabbed his hand as soon as the elevator doors opened, and led him through the front door of the apartment, and straight to the Aussie man’s room.

“Who are you texting? And why am I sure it’s that girl from the fansign?” Minho interrogated him, not leaving him a second to talk. 

“You’re not wrong. I gave her my number.” Chan confessed.

Taglist: open!

[allywthsr]

RECKLESS | (l.norris)

summary: you couldn’t attend the Hungarian grandprix and you find out through articles that Lando cheated on you

wordcount: 3.3k words

pairing: landonorris x singer!femreader

warnings: cheating, being sad

notes: felt a little sad today and listened to Reckless by Madison Beer on repeat so needed to write something down! Comment your thoughts!!

request are open

Lando and you, everybody thought that you would make it to the end. Nothing could ever tear you apart, it was him and you against the world, the power couple that physically felt pain when you spent more than three days apart. The singer and the driver, everybody always made fun of Lando on how he managed to catch you, but you always told them that you couldn’t believe he was yours. In your eyes, you were the lucky one, having such a supportive boyfriend was like winning the lottery, if not even better.

Whenever you were spending hours in the studio, he understood the situation and even canceled the movie night you guys planned because you had a creative day. He sat on the couch in your studio listening to you singing while he wondered how you were able to sound that beautiful. When you were sad, he was there to cuddle, whenever you were on your period he would run to the shops and get you your tampons and pads, your favorite sweet you always craved, and put his hand on your lower stomach while hoping this would somehow help your cramps, and if they were unbearable he would get up and make you a hot water bottle. Even in the middle of the night when you would be tossing and turning he would get up, get you a painkiller, and a hot water bottle, and cuddle you until you felt better and ready to sleep, without you ever asking him to do that. Whether it was a race week or not.

But really, he couldn’t believe how lucky he was. You first moved to Woking for him, moving everything you needed into your first shared home. You found a new studio and crew just so you could always be close to him. You were never angry when a meeting at the MTC or a training session took longer than expected and he came home late. You even moved to a whole different country for him. Monaco. You, again, found a new studio and crew that offered amazing support. You left all your friends you made in Woking to start over in your new home with Lando. You made cookies and told Jon they were sugar and everything free and full of proteins just so Lando could have one or two, sneaked little Kinder bars in the paddock that Lando could have after the race without anyone knowing. You knew him like the back of your hand.

Everyone joked about how you were practically married even without the ring, at least you were acting like a married couple. Always next to each other, holding hands, or one hand was always on your lower back, showing each other memes or fan edits wherever you were. He was in your family group chat and you were in the Norris‘ group chat as well, always sending little pics of the other to keep the family updated. You thought about kids' names, what kind of dog you wanted to get, and what your final home should look like.

Over the course of the last three weeks, he started to act weird. Coming home late, and not the ’I had training and Jon made me practically puke‘ late, it was the late where he would appear after 2:00 am. When you asked where he was, the only response you got was a: ”Sorry, the guys and I got stuck in a club“, knowing damn well that Max Fewtrell wasn’t even in Monaco and you couldn’t imagine his other friends staying up that late. He would kiss your forehead and cuddle you from behind, while you couldn’t smell any alcohol.

Every other day he would hang out with his friends, while their girlfriends shared how they were all doing something different with their significant other than Lando said they would do. Nor were there any fans posting a sighting of Lando, what would happen every time he went out in Monaco. When you asked him about that, he told you not to worry, he would be in his friends‘ flat that’s why there weren’t any sightings of him.

When the first picture with an unknown girl in his car appeared, he told you to not worry about her, she was the sister of one of his friends and he just picked her up because his friend couldn’t. You believed him because you‘ve been in a relationship for so long and you could never imagine a life without him. So when another picture of her and him appeared, you got another ��don’t worry about her, she‘s just a friend that wanted to hang out ‘. You didn’t worry but were sad that she got his attention and you didn’t. He was less affectionate than he normally was. But you didn’t worry. You told him that you didn’t feel comfortable with him always being with her, he listened and promised to change, but not even two hours later he got a call from who you believed was her and he ’needed to go, his friends needed him, it was an emergency‘.

But that all changed rapidly. Just because of one night the love story of Lando and Y/N was over.

Hungary.

Hungary now left a bitter taste on your tongue when you talked about the country.

You couldn’t join him for this race, because you had stuff to do for the album that came out a week ago, this was your most famous album yet, so everyone wanted you for an interview, getting your thoughts on the album and the stories behind them. Of course, it was an Album about Lando and the love you felt for him. What else were you supposed to write about, if he was your biggest inspiration?

So when you woke up the day after the race and you had hundreds of messages on your phone, from family and friends telling you to answer their texts and read the articles that came out during the morning, you were worried. Already having a bad feeling in your gut. Just yesterday you celebrated with Lando over FaceTime. Congratulating him over his P2 finish and making fun of him for smashing Max‘s trophy while doing his famous champagne celebration. You regretted not going yesterday, but now, you regretted it even more. Maybe then it wouldn’t have happened.

When you googled Lando Norris you found hundreds of articles. All of them with the same headline ’Lando Norris cheating on his girlfriend singer Y/N?‘. Your vision immediately clouded with tears, you didn’t even want to read the articles. Too scared of what they would say. So when you opened the first one you saw, you could see a blurry picture with bad lighting. Probably taken in a nightclub.

’Is Lando Norris kissing this unknown girl or is it just a bad angle? All we know is that his longterm girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N and singer couldn’t join him for the Hungary Grandprix because of a press tour she had for her newly released album that’s a love dedication for her boyfriend Lando Norris. Insights say that they‘ve split up not that long ago because of this mystery woman, who’s hugging Norris. Whether it is true or not, we currently have no exact information. But all we can say is that people that were partying with them said, that they looked very much in love and couldn’t stop touching each other, they made various trips to the bathroom and even went to his hotel together. But why would Y/N release an album about Lando if they were broken up? So far we have no statement from both of them, we‘ll keep you updated.‘

When you tried to call Lando, he didn’t pick up, nor did he read or answer any of your texts. You didn’t want to believe this article because you both swore to the other that you wouldn’t. The media would always take the smallest bit of gossip and turn it into a big thing and often enough assume things, that didn’t even happen. You couldn’t count the times Lando and you sat on your couch and laughed while reading all of the articles about your supposed breakup.

But this time, they had pictures and pictures can’t lie. You could clearly see Lando and the girl he ’had picked up for his friend‘. So maybe she wasn’t the sister but the reason he was always late and always missing important events like your album launch party. You could still see all the pitiful faces everyone made when you told them he couldn’t come because of an ’MTC emergency‘, you didn’t come up with a better excuse. He never even told you he wouldn’t make it, he just didn’t show. So you released the album that’s about him, without him, you‘ve never been more embarrassed.

So you went to get your notebook and started writing. Letting all the feelings out you felt in that moment.

Hey, this is a story I hate

You already hated how it ended, hated how your story now had an end.

And telling it might make me break

You weren’t sure how you could make it through this situation without breaking, Lando was your first real love, you'd never thought he would be a cheater.

But I'll tell it anyway

You needed to get everything out of your system or you might burst.

This chapter's about

How you said there was nobody else

You remembered all the times he told you there was nobody else after you saw the picture of her in his car. Filling your spot, the spot where you kept all your essentials you needed during a short ride, Lando being a huge fan of the hand creme and you knew he secretly used it.

Then you got up and went to her house

The missing and coming home late made sense now. He always went to her house, that’s why the boys always did different things than he told you. Now you understood why there were no pictures of Lando in his car or him walking around town because he was always with her.

You guys always left me out

Whenever you asked if you could join his group for a round of golf he told you it was a boys-only round, but when you saw the girls‘ Instagram story of a golf caddie you knew you'd been left out and now you wondered if he took her. Introducing her to his friends. Were the girls already friends with her and meeting for lunch?

I still have the letter you wrote

When you told me that I was the only girl

You'd ever want in your life

You remembered the times he gave you a handwritten letter. At the beginning of your relationship, you told him how sweet you found it in movies when the boyfriend gave his girlfriend a love letter. And every now and then he wrote you a love letter. You memorized the last line he always wrote in every letter. ’You‘re the only girl I’d ever want in my life next to my mum and sisters, darling, I love you so much‘ and you believed him, because why shouldn’t you?

I guess my friends were right

During the early stages of your relationship your friends always told you, that he would want a younger girlfriend at some point, because he was famous and had money, he could get every girl he wanted even when he was sixty-three years old. You laughed at them, telling them what Lando and you had was real and would last a lifetime, he wasn’t someone that would want someone new every other week, he was a keeper. Oh how wrong you were.

Each day goes by and each night, I cry

After the first few pictures, when things got too much you let a few tears slip your eyes. And with every night that he came home late, you laid awake, hiding your tears and trying to keep your sobs quiet.

Somebody saw you with her last night

The more time passed the more pictures appeared and slowly headlines started to form but you didn’t believe them. Every day there was a new sighting of them, but she was just a friend, you had nothing to worry about.

You gave me your word, "Don't worry 'bout her"

You tried to count how often he told you not to worry, but you lost count. Now you found yourself pathetic, believing his lies and not even worrying while you had every right to be skeptical but you weren’t.

You might love her now, but you loved me first

They say you always love your first love, but did he? Was it even possible to love someone new that fast after cheating on someone? You couldn’t imagine it. But apparently he did, he had to, if he cheated then he had to love her now because why else would you betray your partner if you would love them?

Said you'd never hurt me, but here we are

”I will never hurt you, angel, you are forever my favorite person. If I ever hurt you, you have my permission to kill me.“ you laughed after he said that. Thinking how silly he was, he could never hurt you. Why should he? You wanted to punch yourself for believing him.

Oh, you swore on every star

”Are you seeing all the stars baby?“, you were laying on your blanket you bought for stargazing nights, as Lando liked to call them, he found it romantic to lay under the stars. ”Yes of course I am Lando“, you giggled. ”That’s how much I love you, I swear on all of them that I will always love you, you are my person.“, after that you kissed him and didn’t let him go, you remember how sweet you found the words he always told you.

How could you be so reckless with my heart?

He played with your heart and trust, threw it on the ground, and ran over it with his f1 car. At least that’s how it felt. It felt like he didn’t even care what he was doing to you, doing what he wanted and not even thinking about you.

You check in and out

Of my heart like a hotel

Whenever he wanted to be affectionate, you would let him and whenever he needed his space, you gave him that. Being at his back and call whenever he needed you, not caring what you felt and needed. He chose when to be loved and when not.

And she must be perfect, oh well

You both always said how you found the ’you‘re perfect‘ saying, bullshit. Nobody is perfect, everybody has their flaw and makes mistakes. When he forgot to get your favorite brand of sweets when he went out for groceries, he apologized but you were okay with it because he wasn’t perfect. He always told you, you were close to being perfect and if there was someone better than you, she had to be perfect. But that was impossible because perfect didn’t exist.

I hope you both go to hell

Maybe you were overreacting, maybe there was a logical explanation on why he cheated, but you couldn’t imagine one. You wanted him to leave and go somewhere far away, so you would never have to see him again. You wished him to have a broken leg so he couldn’t race next weekend, you wanted him to suffer somewhere the way he deserved. And her too. She must’ve known he wasn’t single, she could‘ve stopped it or even prevented it if she would have wanted to.

I still have the letter you wrote

When you told me that I was the only girl

You'd ever want in your life

Often the letters were addressed to ’the only girl I ever want in my life‘, you even put his handwriting with this sentence on your album cover. Showing his love for you with it, while everybody was swooning over the sweet words he always found for you, now all they meant to you, were broken promises.

I guess my friends were right

Even after celebrating your fourth anniversary, your friends told you to be careful, you never knew what men were up to. You laughed, thinking how your man would never hurt you. You should’ve listened.

Each day goes by and each night, I cry

Somebody saw you with her last night

Every time someone sent you another picture of her, you cried your little heart out, too scared that she would do something that he would regret later, you trusted Lando, but not her.

You gave me your word, "Don't worry 'bout her"

You could only shake your head now. The typical ’don’t worry about her‘ and you actually believed him, you didn’t worry about her because he made you feel loved. With every ’don’t worry about her‘ you grew a little more suspicious but you trusted him, so you didn’t worry.

You might love her now, but you loved me first

”The first love is not supposed to last, but you will always be my first love and my favorite.“, he told you one morning in bed after a wild night. You smiled and cuddled to his naked chest, thinking how you were Lando Norris‘ first love, no one could take that from you. Being the first love was a good feeling.

Said you'd never hurt me, but here we are (here we are)

Even before you got together you told him that you were scared of getting hurt, you didn’t want to go through the process of getting over someone you loved. But he promised to never hurt you, because he loved you too much for it, guess not, huh?

Oh, you swore on every star

Every time you couldn’t be together for a race he would text you when it was nighttime at your place, that you‘d only have to count the stars to see his love for you. The stars would represent his love when he couldn’t show you personally.

How could you be so reckless with my heart?

Your poor heart now had a hard time, recovering from such a tragic event, not being thought about and just trashed like he didn’t even care.

How could you be so reckless?

How could you be so reckless?

Yes, how could he be so reckless?

How could you be so reckless with someone's heart?

You were sure that she also must feel bad, or at least start feeling bad when the fans would find her Instagram account and trash her. You were never a fan of hating someone online, but it was her own fault, being the other girl is a hard thing that you have to carry for the rest of your life, you basically destroyed a relationship.

Hey, this is a story I hate

You couldn’t believe how love could turn into hate so quickly. You had loved the love story you and Lando shared. Meeting at an event, exchanging numbers, and falling in love. But now you hated every minute of it. Wishing you would have never met him.

But I told it to cope with the pain

Music was your therapy. You needed it to survive, otherwise, you would burst with feelings, normally happy ones, now you needed it so you wouldn’t fully break down.

I'm so sorry if you can relate

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Part two

[sunshineneedsaplacetokeephernsfw]

Day 1 | Toys - Alfons

Kinktober masterlist

Gender-neutral reader (genitals not specified)

Word count: 2k

18+, slight modern au (I made it vague for everything except the toy), sex toys, teasing, public stimulation, orgasm denial, semi-public sex, fingering, minimal editing

How did you let him talk you into this? When you’d be on a mission, of all times. It was the worst time possible to let him convince you to stick a vibrator between your legs.

It was covered by your clothes. But your eyes darted around like someone would see. You took a deep breath. Just keep walking. Thankfully, it wasn't on. Yet.

Alfons, on the other hand, seemed downright cheery. At least as much as he could be. You swore he had a bounce in his step. And his hand was perpetually in his pocket. The one that had the remote to the vibrator in your pants.

You gritted your teeth and cursed yourself for ever letting him have that. He certainly wasn't going to give it up now. The fact he hadn’t used it yet only made you more anxious. He could flick it on any second. At any intensity.

“Oh my, what's wrong? You seem very stiff for someone about to go on a date with your beloved.”

You shoot a look at him. You wait, expecting him to flick it on just before you speak, but it never comes.

You simply plaster on a fake smile. “I’m just fine.”

You kept your eyes forward and walking toward the restaurant. You tried to relax. Everyone would have to believe you were actually a couple once you got there.

Crown had learned a drug dealer was going to receive a package at a restaurant. Intel said it was new from another country and it was in Crown's best interest to prevent its distribution. The only way to get a reservation close enough to his table, was to get a table in the section reserved for couples.

You took deep breaths as each step brought you closer. 

Eventually you came to the door. He opened it for you.

“Allow me.”

You paused, eyeing him with suspicion as you slowly stepped in. Nothing happened. Relief swept through you and the tension left your body. Maybe you should keep your guard up, but the sight of the interior snagged your attention.

Your eyes scanned the surroundings. It was a higher end restaurant. If you messed up you would stick out like a sore thumb. You pulled and tried to smooth out your fancy clothes Victor gifted you. But clothes didn't change the person.

Your chest was tight and all of the tightness in your muscles returned. Fit in. You can’t let them know you’re pretending.

Your anxiety only peaked when an employee came your way. You stood to attention. You couldn’t breathe. Get this right.

“Reservation?” he said. Glancing at a list.

You forced a smile on your face. Stand straight. Don’t look nervous. He was going to see through you. He was going-

A sudden vibration cut through your thoughts. You jolted, and clamped your mouth shut. Going through where you were sensitive, making it ache. Keep your legs locked, you just had to focus on keeping your legs locked. Don't keen over and moan.

Alfons stepped in and gave your fake name the reservation was under.

The man skimmed a list. He smiled and nodded.

“Follow me.”

His back turned. You tried to glare at Alfons, but the buzzing was still going through you and you were sure you just looked pathetic instead.

He just smiled.

“Come now, dear,” he smiled and held your arm as he guided you.

You forced your trembling legs forward as each step shifted and changed the angle of the toy. You bit your lip. Thank god you had him to lean on, even if the sadistic bastard was the cause of all of this.

In only two steps, you blinked as the thrumming faded. Not completely it was still there. You nearly breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had the sense to at least turn it down. You held back the thank you on your lips. He was the reason your legs could have given out and caused a scene.

You continued to hold his arm. Walking past the patrons to be eventually led to your seat. Coincidentally you were too busy keeping your reactions to a minimum to even worry about having to fit in with them.

You sat down and breathed in. Scanning the room, your eyes landed on the drug dealer. Your eyes shift to Alfons. He's not looking at him and you remember you can't stare.

You take a drink of the water served to you and mumble out an order.

Even if it wasn't as bad as before, the vibrator was still going at it. Still where it ached. You shuffled in your chair. Breathe.  Bite the inside of your lip. You glanced back up at him. An amused glint in his eyes.

You glared. This was just fucking entertainment to him.

“Oh? What’s that cute look for? Did I do something wrong? You were clinging to me so tightly just a moment ago.” 

“You know.” It was still buzzing against you. Your clothes were starting to feel hot.

“I’m afraid I don’t have the slightest clue. Could you please educate me?”

Your fingers clenched around the table cloth.

“You're supposed to be focusing on the mission. And I have to make sure they don’t realize I’m not-” your whispers grew faster and faster before you were cut off.

“They won’t. Everyone is far too busy with their own matters and worries. The common annoyances of life are enough on their own and yet they keep creating new things to worry about. I would be surprised if they don’t have enough wits about them to be able to worry about anyone else from another table. All you have to do is relax. Short of standing up and declaring our purpose of being here, you have no reason to fret.”

Somehow his words comforted you. You let your back hit the chair. You hadn’t realized you were sitting that straight.

“Smile. Remember, you’re my date.”

Right. You did have to convince them that you actually liked him. You forced a smile onto your face and looked up at him with as much love as you could muster. Your heart squeezed at the thought of even showing even that bit of vulnerability to him. Every other time you did so he made you regret it.

Your eyes searched the rest of the room. Were any of the waiters looking in your direction? You didn’t think they appeared suspicious of you.

You barely caught Alfons sighing. Then a slight click.

Your thighs squeezed together and your eyebrows knitted together. You shot him a look.

He just smiled.

You glanced at the drug dealer. Unfortunately, you had to wait for the right moment, and the package hadn’t even come yet.

Alfons leaned in to you and whispered. “The wait is boring, is it not? Why not have some fun.”

You blushed. Your eyes drifted to the floor. It would make the wait less boring.

You took a deep breath.

It was hard to tell if it was fun or painful. The whole time Alfons kept playing with the intensity, over and over again. Just as you’d think you’re starting to get used to it, he changes it. You dug your nails into your palms and tried to ignore it. Pretend you don’t feel yourself throbbing against the vibrator. Take deep breaths. Your body twitched with anticipation, always getting worked up only to lose it when it dropped back down.

Since then the person with what you assumed to be the package arrived, but you still had to wait.

You just kept gripping the fabric of your clothes under the table. While Alfons kept smiling and enjoying his meal like there was nothing strange at all going on. All the while you were squirming in your seat.

“Are you okay?” a waiter asked.

“My partner appears to have eaten something bad earlier. Made me promise never to take our dates to that establishment again afterwards.” He took a forkful of food and swallowed it down. “The food here seems to be much better anyway. My compliments to the cook.”

You held your stomach to sell it. The way he said it didn’t fail to make you feel embarrassed, but at least you had an excuse now. 

“Thank you,” the waiter said and left.

Your jaw was clenched. Another deep breath filled your lungs. Between the vibrator and embarrassment it felt far too warm. You took another sip on the water only to nearly drop it. But not for the reason you’d been dealing with the whole night. Your eyes widened as you realized it turned off.

Your gaze snapped up to Alfons.

He chuckled softly. “I thought you deserved a little break. Did you not want it?”

You shook your head. “I want the break. Thank you.” You instantly cursed yourself for saying it by habit.

He rested his head in his hand and smiled warmly. “You’re welcome.”

You braced for him to immediately flick it on again. But he didn’t. You braced a little longer, and he still didn’t.

Relief and joy should be flooding through you, but it felt like something was missing. You were still aching. After all of that, it felt like you were painfully understimulated now that it stopped. Your gaze shifted as your finger tapped absentmindedly on the table. You couldn’t believe he stopped it after he just gave you a perfect excuse. You couldn’t believe he made you want it back. You didn’t have to worry about your reactions anymore, but you felt so needy and needed it back. You squeezed your thighs together and looked for a clock.

The food on your plate was nearly gone when the second man left the table you’d been secretly eying. It seemed he conveniently forgot to pick up the briefcase he brought with him. You wouldn’t have even noticed if you weren’t watching.

Then the faint click again. 

You nearly yelped and sharply bit your lip. It was worse than ever before.

“Alfons, what the fu-uck?” you barely managed to hiss.

“Wait here a moment. I’ll be back for you soon, my adorable lover.”

The choice words you would have said were you anywhere else.

The words in your head gradually devolved to be much less coherent. Much more embarrassing ones. Until there were no words left in your head at all. Just a need. Your chest was heaving. You needed- You swallowed hard. You just had to keep breathing. Stop yourself from grinding into it. You just needed to wait it out. It hurt so bad and good. Fuck him. You needed to-

Your jaw clamped down on your lip and you tasted iron. Stifled every moan.

Finally a moment of reprieve came and you let out a long exhale while your parts screamed. You looked up to see he was back.

“Perhaps we should leave before the gentleman realizes his briefcase isn’t there.”

You weakly nodded.

You left as quickly as you could. Casually strolling out. But every inch of you still trembled with need. Until your pride was overruled. The second you had the opportunity you dragged him into an alleyway to make him fix the mess he made.

“What the hell?” You hissed, practically jumping onto his fingers after your clothes were out of the way. “Look what you did to me. You're going to take care of it.”

His surprise had only lasted a second before he indulged you. Letting his finger slip inside. Curling it and pumping it inside of you. Drawing out a moan.

“If you insist,” he smiled.

He took the vibrating toy and pressed it to where needed it most. All the while his other hand continued. Dragging against and stretching out your walls just right. You sucked in a breath. This time you could finally let it go. Finally able to cum.

You thrust yourself into him faster. Move your hips trying to finally get there after what felt like hours. You grit your teeth.

“Fuck! I hate you.”

“Funny to hear you say that when you're the ones bouncing on my fingers. I'm hardly doing a thing.”

“Shut up!”

Just a second later your muscles tensed. Tears pricked in your eyes. You throbbed against the toy and clenched around him. It finally snapped and your orgasm rushed through you. Your knees nearly buckled and you slumped against the wall. The exhaustion hitting you all at once. His hand held you up.

You rested there for a bit before heading back.

[joeybsversion]

Pathetic

Joe Burrow x Reader

Joe and reader see each other again years later

“Well thanks, Michelle! It was good to see you.” You smile and grab your bag from the older ladies hands. “I’m glad we caught up on the Athens, Ohio drama.” You laughed.

“Good to see you too. Don’t wait 5 years before you come back next time!” She called after you.

You were back in your home town, Athens, OH for the weekend dealing with a family dilemma. Athens was a small town, it really only had 2 main roads, both lines with gas stations, locally owned shops, and a few hotels. You grew up shopping at this same grocery store. Michelle had worked here since you were little and she recognized you the second you walked in. It was great to catch up with an old friend, but you were ready to escape this little town. You had stopped to grab a few things before heading to the hotel across the street for the night.

With another quick smile and wave, you pressed your back against the door to open it before it was quickly pulled away from you, causing you to lose your balance and almost fall backwards.

“Shit. Sorry!” Familiar hands reached up and helped steady you.

“Its ok.” You turned and were immediately frozen in shock. “Joe.” You gasped.

“What… oh my go—“ he nervously fiddled with his hands. “Hey.” He greeted you, clearly caught off guard. “What are you doing here?”

“Family stuff.” You nervously spit out. “What about you? Don’t you have practice or something?” You questioned.

“Bye week. Came home to support the local football team in play offs.” He put his hands in his pockets. “Are you staying at your parents?”

“No. Actually have a room at the hotel across the street.” You nodded your head in that direction. “I know it’s not the fanciest but it has a bed, and TV, and AC..” you nervously blabber. “Actually was just headed back to grab a drink and some dinner.”

Joe turned to look at the hotel before his eyes met yours again. “I’ll walk you over there.”

“Joe.” You laughed. “It’s literally 50 feet away. I’ll be fine.”

“I know… I just… would you… do you wanna catch up? Let me buy you a drink. It’s been what? 5 years since we’ve seen each other?” His eyes anxiously look around.

“Yeah sure.” You smile. “We probably have some catching up to do.”

You and Joe had dated for 4 years before you both left for colleges across the country from each other. He was now an NFL Quarterback and you were a wedding photographer. The breakup was messy, neither of you really got closure, and you hadn’t spoken since.

You followed Joe across the street and slid into the booth across from him. The room was dimly lit, the table sticky with booze, and the waitress was nosy. It was clear she recognized Joe, but he gave her one look after she dropped off your first round of drinks and made it clear she wouldn’t bother you both.

“So.” He cleared his throat. “How have you been? What’re you up to these days.”

You pressed your glass of wine to your lips and took a sip. “I’ve been good. Super busy. Started my own wedding photography business and basically spend all my time editing pictures.”

“Wow.” His eyes were wide. “Congratulations. I know that was always your dream.”

“Speaking of dreams, congrats to you Mr. Quarterback.” You teased.

He laughed and took a drink, shaking his head. “Yeah. It’s been a crazy ride.” A smile spread across his face. If there was one thing you still admired about Joe it was how humble he was. He’s graduated college less than a year ago and was already leading an NFL team to victory. “So, do you have a husband? Boyfriend?” He paused. “Girlfriend? Significant other?”

You laughed. “No, just me right now.” Your cheeks turned bright red. “Are you seeing someone?”

“Yeah.” He flashed the gold band on his ring finger. “Got married last year, just welcomed our first little one a few months ago.”

“Holy cow!” Your heart was crushed. “Congrats!” You faked a smiled and motioned to the waitress another round of drinks was needed. “Tell me about them!” You really didn’t want more details, but were just trying to be nice.

“My wife”, he flipped his phone around and his Lock Screen lit up, flashing a perfect picture of his beautiful wife and precious baby, “is truly superwomen. She’s taken on the roll of mom and NFL wife without an issue.” He smiled. “And baby Scarlett is just perfect.”

“You have a beautiful family.” You admitted. “Are they here with you?”

“No, just me. Hard to travel with a new born.” He looked at his phone again. “Actually if you don’t mind, I’m gonna go call them quick and say goodnight?” You nodded and he excused himself from the table.

You quickly finished your second glass of wine. Not sure if your face was hot from the alcohol or because you were holding back so many emotions. 5 years ago there was no doubt in your mind you would be Joes wife. But here you are, in a stuffy hotel bar single and talking about his newborn.

“Can I actually just buy a bottle?” You questioned as the waitress made her way around again. “And he’ll take another as well.” You motioned to Joes empty cup as she made her way back behind the bar to get your request.

Your face was buried in your phone as you googled Joe and his wife.

“Ordered me another I see.” Joe smirked as he sat back down across from you.

You quickly stashed your phone back in your purse. “I figured you’d be game for another round.” You laughed.

You and Joe spent the next few hours catching up, sharing drinks, and laughing about all of your old memories. The bar would be closing soon and you needed to get to bed, you had a long drive ahead of you tomorrow.

“I’ll walk you to your room.” Joe helped you from your seat, both of you stumbling and extremely tipsy.

“Thanks, Joe.” You slurred and took his hand.

You slipped your way into the elevator and up to the 7th floor before leading Joe down the hallway to your room. “Here it is.” You turned to him.

Joe grabs you around the waist, his hands shaking as though he might break you.

“Do you want to come in?” You whisper, your eyes locked on his.

He nods, his fingers still trembling and locked in your hips.

“You know I’m not going to break, right? I’m not as delicate as you think I am.” You giggle.

“I still feel like I’m going to break you.” His grip loosens even more. “I can’t believe I’m doing this. Never in my wildest dreams did I think we’d be back here and-“

You place a finger to his lip, silencing him. “Kiss me.” You whisper.

Joe crashes your lips together. His hands hungrily tracing every inch of your body. He lifts you up and without hesitation you wrap your legs around his hips, falling onto him as he sits on the edge of the bed before laying back.

You spend the rest of the night tangled up with Joe, his lips attacking yours.

“You ever think about us?” Joe asks after your long night. Your both laying in bed as the sun peaks through the curtains.

“Of course I do.” You answer, your voice horse and your lips swollen. “I think a lot about how timing is everything. We had the love, we had the whole universe. We just weren’t ready for each other.”

You both look at each other. And just like back then, there is so much love in your eyes. And somehow, the timing is still not right. And it seems that’s how things will always be for you and Joe, your timing will always be a little off.

“I think you need to go.” You clear your throat and break the stare between you two.

“What do you mean?” Joe pulls you into him.

“This isn’t right. We both know that. I really think you need to go. You have a wife and a family Joe. This isn’t fair.”

“What’s not fair,” he says, rolling away from you and throwing the comforter off of his body, “is that your about of put your clothes on and force me to leave this room.” He stands from the bed. “And I don’t know why.”

You stare at him, eyes wide and nervous. “Joe.” You say softly. “This isn’t right. You have to go. You need to.”

He plants a kiss on your cheek. “I still believe we’ll get our second chance. Somehow, someway we’ll find each other again. It’s pathetic, really, how much I still hope it’s you and me in the end.”

[musclemanveryregular]

[ID: on the left is Skips the Yeti man, on the right is rigby the talking raccoon. /end ID]

Original poll with info for skips

Original poll with info for rigby

Master post link

A few things I forgot to mention plus scenarios below:

Skips:

-very wise, very powerful

-very level headed, takes a great deal to provoke him as a friend

--notable exception to this is cheating at arm wrestling. He straight up killed Rigby once over this

--had to beat Death in an arm wrestling contest to get him back

-often shipped with benson, which is really cute and I get it, but I also think he and Gary would make great exes back to lovers type deal

Here's what I think would have happened last week if you want to read that:

You and Skips got high together last week; it took a bit of convincing him to at least stop working for a little bit and take a break from working all the time. It took no convincing him to try a bit of weed because he read in Wizards Monthly, a magazine he recently subscribed to since the likelihood of being attacked by something magical in the park is actually pretty likely, that it could help him get in better touch with nature.

And it really did.

Because you both went exploring an ancient lost civilization while stoned out of your minds.

Rigby:

-used to shirk work, doesn't eo much anymore. To the point he once covered for mordecai for like a long ass time.

-very very good at Bank Shot, a trickshot basketball arcade game that scores your point based on throw performance.

--threw the ball so well it left to find a romantic partner, succeeded, and came back a changed basketball.

-very prone to munchies

-very disorganized, sleeps on a pile of clothes on top a trampoline for 90% of the show until the last season where suddenly the forgot how important that trampoline is to him. Seriously why? I guess you could call it part of his character growth in some way but like this is such like an autism special spot thing that it feels weird. Yes I hc him as autistic.

-anyways, also in an alternate timeline he helped fight in the resistance against an evil mordecai who was working with their old gym teacher to destroy the fabric of time itself. And eventually dies in front of current rigby. Rigby is so used to weird shit happening this has no serious long term affect on him.

Here's what I think would have happened last week if you want to read that:

Mordecai went out of town for the weekend with his new girlfriend, the mysterious bat lady, Stef, he just started seeing last week. Eileen is on a brief trip across country for her new job. Rigby is bored as shit at The House, and literally calls you up and invites you over for a smoke sesh.

You arrive, bringing your own snacks, and a bit of hash knowing the last time you hung out he had neither at the time and thats why he invited you but it was a fun enough time that going back wouldn't be such a bad thing.

Following Rigby up the stairs, he gets to his room first (go figure, he was running on all fours) and are suddenly greeted by an intense cloud of thc. Assuming you aren't allergic to weed, and you don't die immediately, you go inside the cloud into what you think is Rigby's room where you find unopened tiny bags of chips all over the room and so much hash.

One of the perks of having a super successful wife, probably.

Apparently Rigbys been smoking a lot more weed lately. You both smoke and play video games together the rest of the night.

[changingplumbob]

Nishidake: Chapter 6, Part 1

The mountain is calling us

The Nishidake home in Yukimatsu, the level of Mt Komorebi that is perfect for a snowboarder like Kaori. We’re going to be doing a bit of speeding through the week because the main thing these women need to do is up their rock climbing skill. I want them to reach the summit and of course I’ve decided they’re not going to adopt any kids until after they do that so here we are, stuck in a bit of a needing to upskill rut.

Crucial steps before rock climbing. 1, check it’s not icy. 2, do pre climb stretching to limber up. 3, dust your hands with chalk. 4, put on climbing shoes. 5, wonder how your dog broke out of your enclosed property to come run after you and cheer you on. I love you Clover!

Can’t forget step 6, reset the tourists so you and your wife can use the climbing walls. We’re locals, we get first dibs! Clover continues to cheer on her mummies like a good girl and Kaori gives me my favourite rock climbing peeking animation! Then Amabelle, a cop, comes over and tells Clover off for barking? This is a free country lady!

Apparently I am wrong and it is not a free country judging by how this other tourist, a coworker of Suzanna’s, came over and scolded Clover again. Seriously? It’s too much for Clover who sits down and tries to puzzle how her life became this. Leave my dog alone townies!!! Justice for Clover?

We head to Willow Creek for more rock climbing practice! Then I save, hit pause and go to set up my spreadsheet which I had not done for this household yet only to find I didn’t actually hit pause… you’ll see in a Behind The Screen what happened. Then Charlie had work so Kaori took Clover for her walk. Yes I am still obsessed with these pet boots. When back home Kaori cooked up some dinner.

Bit of woohoo, bit of sleep, roll on the next day! Charlie is up and at ‘em early to take Clover on a run before her shift. She is showing off her “I won the spice contest” t-shirt today. Is it objectively not warm enough for the snow? Maybe but she doesn’t turn blue so we’re good.

While that happens Kaori is enjoying her favourite hobby, flying snowboarding. I do love getting pictures of her in the air. Growl time though, why can’t my sim earn more from snowboarding? She gets a flat rate of 150 simoleons for each POV video she uploads and there’s no in game contests for her to win prizes. It’s ridiculous to me.

Speaking of ridiculous we head to the one and only fishing spot in the whole world as Kaori has an offer to do another, no fish left behind video. She’s working on editing it when she is joined by the best co-editor, Clover. Then she gets a call from the grumpy Del Sol Eatery host offering her a job at level 5 of the astronaut career. Kaori has not been to university. She is level 2 logic. She knows no rocket science. We accept the job.

When she gets home Charlie is stoked to hear her wife has a high paying job considering how little they get from her snowboarding skill. Kaori is materialistic so for her an offer of income was to be accepted.

Charlie has the next day off while Kaori heads to her first day of work ever. Following tidying the garden Charlie decides to take Clover for a nice long jog. She must have been gone an awful long time because when she gets back she could swear the house looks different. Ignoring it she goes to fix a broken sink when there’s a ring at the door.

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[ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes]

The Phoenix and the Crow

part twelve

pairing: (hinted) kaz brekker x fem!reader

genre: "action" i guess still netural

el's thoughts: this took wayy too long, i'm sorry haha but it's here! quick thank you to @jahayla-parker for helping me edit! i hope y'all like it! please remember to reblog and comment :)

masterlist

a/n: previously on the phoenix and the crow

She hummed, “We all do things for reasons only we know.” Twisting her fingers around each other, she sighed. “There are plenty of things I’ve done that if I had taken the time to actually think it through… I wouldn’t have made those choices, but in the end I’m standing here today and I wouldn’t be if I hadn’t made thoes choices. So, I wouldn’t change anything.”

“I wouldn’t-” Kaz was interrupted by Toyla shouting that they made it. Inej, Nina and Zoya all walked to one side, waiting for Y/N. 

The inferni gave Kaz a tight smile, “Well, I’m off.” She pulled her shoulders back as she walked to where the other girls stood waiting. 

Kaz watched in astonishment as the girl with whom he had just carried an intimate conversation with slipped back into the formal behavior that came with being a soldier. It was as if she had put back on a stoic and formal front, slipping back into her all too familiar mask. It was as if Y/N had only allowed herself a short break from such a pretense for those few private moments with him.

~*~

Each step was taken cautiously as the group of six walked through the Fold. Growls could be heard around them causing Y/N to check their surroundings every minute despite Alina encircling them in a shield of light.

“This is it. The heart of the Fold. Where Kirigan first damned this country into darkness.” Alina spoke as she stood beside Mal, a set of stone steps behind them like ruins of an old building. “I think this is where we stand a chance of bringing it down.” Mal shifted closer to her, ready to draw his knife. She placed her hands over his and refused. “No. We can do this.” Alina lifted* her right hand and motioned for Mal to hold it. 

Bewilderment washed over Y/N all at once when she saw the bright red light flow through the sun summoner’s veins. “He’s the firebird.”

Flares of blue and red light seeped out of Alina in powerful waves. The red spiraled around the couple and flew all over the place encompassing them like a forest fire. 

The other four women stood to the side and watched in awe. “It’s beautiful.” Nina’s breath caught in her throat as she spoke. Zoya and Y/N reached for the heartrender’s hands as Inej said her prayers of worship in silence. The inferni’s amazement* was cut short when she felt another presence. She felt as if all the air had left her lungs as she turned to Zoya. “He’s here.”

“How touching.” The Darkling strode through Alina and Mal’s shield of light with his hands clasped and extended outwards before him. The black scars on his face were impossible to miss as Y/N stared him down from where she stood while holding her ground. 

Alina let go of Mal, the red light instantly fading away. 

“I almost feel bad for what I have to do now.” Kirigan said as he walked closer. “He is family after all.” He spat his words as if they were the vilest concept. The summoner threw a glance at the tracker before diverting her attention back to the Darkling. 

“Get down!” Mal shouted. 

Y/N’s attention was pulled toward where Mal stood with his gun drawn. She ducked down just in time to dodge the bullet meant for the nichovoya. 

The Darkling drew his hands together, summoning the Cut. Alina quickly copied, both summoners aiming for the other. Their slices hit one another with such force they nearly canceled out each other’s power. Fortunately, Alina had used slightly more force and a piece struck Aleksander’s side. He flew back and landed hard on his back with a groan. Alina grinned with pride as she watched Kirigan squirm in pain.

“I’m hit.” His voice was strained while he spoke. 

“Mal.” The sun summoner rushed to his side and in a flurry of panic, the light shield fell leaving everyone vulnerable to the monsters that are local to the Fold. Right before the four girls could run to Alina and Mal, Nina was snatched by the nichovoya.

“Nina.” Dread formed in Y/N’s bones despite the roaring rage in her chest. “Nina!” Inej and Zoya turned and looked around desperately for the heartrender. The three of them moved to stand back to back, circling each other protectively. 

“Stay with me.” Alina’s voice cried out over the rushing of blood in their ears. “Stay with me!”

With a glance thrown quickly to Zoya, Y/N ran over to where Alina was bent over Mal’s body. She fell to her knees next to them as Mal drew his knife and handed it to the crying girl. 

“I can’t.” Alina cried. 

“Make them redraw all the maps.”

Y/N looked away from the couple while she felt her emotions bubble over. 

The Darkling was once again adding another theft to his long list of stolen lives and other cherished belongings of the innocent girls he’d tormented. Genya, Zoya, Y/N, and Alina. Just another thing he got to ruin with his blood-stained hands. Convincing each girl of his feelings and intentions while he utilizes them as if they were pawns in a chess game. Sacrificing each of them for more power. 

“I love you.” Alina said, her voice cracking from her tears.

“You know where to find me.”

Alina nodded, taking a deep breath before she plunged the knife through Mal’s chest. Instant regret and pain washed over her as she threw her head back and screamed. Her arm flew up over her head, as she channeled every last ounce of her power towards the sky, towards destroying the Fold. 

Y/N watched the scene unfold with wide eyes before standing and running towards the two suli girls as the Fold vanished*. The now blue sky above them felt like a breath of fresh air, before they noticed the nichovoya spawning around them. They all shared a look and nodded. 

Zoya twisted the wind between her hands, shoving the shadow monsters forward so Inej could use the Neshyenyer through the shadows. Y/N helped herd them with small flames. The squaller was thrown to the side by a long hand of shadow while Inej kept fighting the shadow monsters. 

Alina’s voice could be heard calling Nina while she still leaned over Mal. 

Once Inej sliced through the last shadow monster* all three grisha women rushed to the sun summoner’s side. Nina instantly started her attempts to revive the tracker.

Y/N rose to her feet when she noticed Kirgian standing. 

“Now… You know sacrifice.”

The inferni scoffed, “Beyond anything you’ve ever known.” She spoke on behalf of the grieving summoner. “And look what it did.” She gestured around them.

“Indeed.” The Darkling nodded, “Look what it did.” He tore his eyes away from her to the lifeless body on the stone steps. 

A fresh wave of tears washed over Alina as she stood slightly behind the inferni, “Mal and I changed the world. We tore down your Shadow Fold.”

“You have my sympathies for what comes next. When you realize that what you’ve done solves nothing. The world doesn’t need a Saint to protect it, Alina.” He took a step forward, “It needs a monster. And while I remain-” His words fell off into a coughing fit, his breath more labored. “Let me be your monster.” 

Y/N stepped forward but Alina held her back. “You think that after everything, I’ll still stand by you?”

“There is no light without darkness. Without me, you have no counter, no balance. Let me carry the hatred of this world.”

“Hatred.” Alina scoffed*, “Because of the choices you made.”

“Choices you too will make… in time.”

“I will never walk your path.” 

“I know you believe that now…” He groaned as he stepped forward again, “But look at Y/N.” The inferni stiffed at the mention of her name. “She’s already had to make some choices. Haven’t you?” She looked away as shame crept up on her. 

“Soon the both of you will have no equal. The years spent alone will grind you down, they will harden you. And who will be there to shield you from it? Who will be there to save you?” Kirigan reached his hand to Alina’s face but she reacted quicker. Grabbing his wrist first, “I will save myself. Your legacy is already written. There is no redemption.” She shoved his hand away from her causing him to fall to his knees. 

A loud gasp escaped his lips as his shadows shifted and formed. The sun summoner backed up as the shadow monster walked towards her. Y/N shoved Alina out of the way when she saw the claw-like hand reach for her. The monster grasped the inferni by her neck, lifting her off her feet into the air. Kirigan tried to lunge forward, “Leave her alone! No!” He was quickly shoved to the ground. 

“Y/N!” Inej shouted and threw the Neshyenyer right under the grisha’s arm embedding itself within the monster causing it to go up in flames. 

The Darkling rose to his feet while Y/N gasped for air. “You can’t control them, can you? You can’t control any of it.” 

He extended his hand to her, “I thought I could control it all once. Find peace. And for a moment, I swear I did.” He closed his eyes as if he was taken back to his memories.

Y/N rose* to her feet with the blade in hand and took a deep breath through her nose. She raised the sword and plunged it into the Darkling, just below his ribs. His eyes shot wide open, “Without me, know they will come for you.”

“I’m… I’m a monster.” Y/N shuddered at the thought while she stared down at her hands. Kirigan came up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Possibly, but as long as I’m around they will never know.”

The inferni gritted her teeth, “Let them come.” She pulled the sword out and let his body fall to the sand beneath them. 

Alina walked to stand above him, blocking the sun from his eyes. 

“Alina… you make sure there is nothing left of me. Please.” He choked on his breath, “Please.”

Y/N turned around and walked to where Nina knelt beside Mal’s body. Y/N turned briefly and made eye contact with Zoya, only exchanging a silent nod. 

After no response from Mal’s body a dark look flashed in Alina’s eyes. Y/N noticed and spoke, “Think through your actions, Alina. Once done, you can’t reverse them.” The sun summoner ignored all caution and proceeded anyway, bringing Mal back to life with a loud gasp.

Y/N walked away to stand next to Zoya. 

“What do we do with him?” The squaller asked.

“Will you wait with him until we return? I don’t want any heretics to find the body and make a martyr’s relic of it.” Alina said. “We’ll burn him where he fell. We’re on the other side of this now. There’s no turning back.”

~*~*~*~

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[adarkrainbow]

As I was looking for Hansel and Gretel illustrations (for my previous post), I came upon these illustrations of a book where the witch in the candy-house is replaced... BY A FRIGGIN MURDEROUS BEAR

These are pictures of an old German children book called "Das Zuckerige Haus oder Hansel und Gretel" (The Sugary House, or Hansel and Gretel), by Lilly Scherbauer. I couldn't find the original text, and there are only a rare few other pictures of the book on antique book-selling websites:

(The second picture comes from a variation of the book, a different edition called "Das zuckerige Häuschen")

But given the fact the witch was replaced by a bear, I can easily tell you which kind of story it might be. You see, this book seems to tell a German variation of a fairytale found in the countries between Germany and France - a story that is itself a variation of "Hansel and Gretel", which involves typically an animal (usually a wolf) within a sugar house, and his attempt at devouring two children.

One famous example of this tale is the Belgian fairytale known as "The Sugar-Candy House" (well... "sucre candi" actually means "cane sugar" in English, but apparently the Sugar-Candy House has been a more common translation?). It was notably collected/written by Jean de Bosschère, and had some pretty trippy illustrations:

The story goes as such. Jan and Jannette, brother and sister, lived near a big wood, and every day went there to play and do childish things such as fishing in the streams or making necklaces of red berries. But one day they went further in the depths of the wood than usual, and found a "pretty red bridge" over a brook. Crossing it, they saw a little pink cottage, that as it turns out was entirely made of "suga-candy". The children, loving all kinds of sweets, started eating the roof - but unknown to them, an old wolf named Garon lived in the house. He was fierce and strong and dangerous, but hopefully he had one paralyzed leg meaning he couldn't move very fast. Upon hearing noises outside, he limped out of the cottage, asking "Who dares touch my sugar house?"

He saw no one, since the children had run away hidng behind the trees, and when he roared again "Who dares touch my sugar-candy house?", the children answered with the rhyme of Hansel and Gretel - you know, the rhyme according to which it is just the wind, who is a "mild and lovable child". The wolf, satisfied with this answer, returned in his house. The next day, the whole adventure repeated itself - but this time, while Garon returned in his house after the rhyme, there was "suspicion in his eyes".

The third day was a stormy day, and this time Garon got out of the house immediately as he heard the nibbling sounds, catching the children in the act. He jumped to devour them, but the children fled. A chase followed through the woods: the children were not afraid, because they knew they could outrun the wolf, and the limping beast could never catch up to them... But the wolf still kept on following them, and never left them out of his sight, and the children could not lose him in any way. Unfortunately for the children, they ended up reaching a very deep river with no bridge.

To avoid being caught by the wolf, they begged ducks that swam nearby to carry them over the waters, and the nice ducks obliged. The wolf, having seen how the siblings had crossed the river, also asked the ducks to carry him over - but instead of politely asking, he threatened the ducks of eating them if they did not obey him. The ducks, who refused to suffer such rudeness, and didn't like the wolf much anyway, took the wolf on their back... but threw him in the water right in the middle of the river.

Three times he went down and three times he came up, but the fourth time he sank never to rise any more. That was the end of old Garon, and a good job, too, say I. I don’t know what became of his Sugar-Candy House, but I dare say, if you could find the wood, and the sun had not melted the candy, or the rain washed it away, you might break a bit of it off for yourselves.

[Trivia: The choice of "Garon" as the wolf's name is no random fanciness. "Garon" is very similar to the French word "garou", which is an old, folkloric term typically used to designate supernatural, malevolent and/or humanoid type of wolves. For example, in French a "werewolf" is a "loup-garou", "loup", meaning "wolf".]

[bobbybutterfly]

It’s been over 2 weeks since I last posted. Well. I hope that these four pieces were worth the wait.

Mulori! Boy I’m proud of this piece! I tried experimenting with colour by using warmer colours for shadows and cool colours for lights. She’s really giving angel of war descending from the heavens.

What to say about Mulori? Her death! You’re telling me that scout Gosemdouchi got a whole ass music video dedicated to him and Mulori gets NOTHING?! I’m outraged. But her edition of In the Years I Spent Far From Home is just so beautiful. Now I’m writing about it, I’m not sure if they made a separate cover for when she sings it in Operation White Snow or she was always singing it. Non the less it slaps.

Interesting was to see she’s shown often with Commander Gosemdouchi. He personally sends her off on her mission to stop the weasel spies (I’m sorry I don’t remember the name of their group). He cries when she dies, proclaiming they should fire their missiles for Mulori. The reason why I find it interesting is that when I went to write a short story about Mulori’s time in the military, I made them have a let’s say weird relationship. Maybe it got saved in my unconscious memory. Just like with Udochi being scout Gosemdouchi’s younger brother LOL. I thought I made that up but no!

I should maybe go back to that story sometime. Probably change Commander Gosemdouchi to a lower rank hedgehog that still has authority over her. A country leader would not have time to bully some low rank scout. Even though it is quite funny when I think about it.

Oewepali! I got told that this piece lacks depth because I use the same colours in the foreground and background. That’s a problem in all my pieces. It’s my fault for trying to use a very limited colour palette. Also what happened to his left arm and now that I’m looking at it, where’s his tail? The lighting too is… With the lighting in these pieces I wasn’t thinking about where it would logically go. I just made the lighter parts where they would look good compositionally. Yeah. I’m not that proud of the last two pictures.

As for what I think of this character… I originally thought that he got some developmental disability. I thought it would be interesting to write about a character during war that doesn’t really understand what’s going on. Kinda like Forest Gump. After rewatching the series (I still have to rewatch last two episodes) I came to the conclusion that he’s neurotypical but bullied by his brothers into thinking that he’s stupid. In the later episodes he’s shown to be actually quite capable. If I ever write a story featuring him I might give him like dyslexia though. I imagine he and his brothers went through a lot of trauma. Because he was the youngest and maybe had difficulty with learning they picked on him to let their frustration out.

Mulsajo! That’s right! I know his name now! I drew his paw like that because it was like that in the reference. I don’t really like it but I don’t have an idea how I would change it. I did change though, his teeth. My mom shown me rodent teeth because she didn’t like the mice have cat fangs. So he is a little more anatomically correct. Ignore the dog nose and that he’s anthropomorphic. LOL.

I took just so many screenshots! I should sometime post them. I love how they’re drawn in this picture! SO CUTE!

Mulsajo has one of the best designs in the show. The ripped up purple shirt is iconic. It was a while since I’ve seen the episodes with him. Before rewatching the show I thought he was a decent guy. Then I rewatch the show and he’s so mean to poor Oewepali. Dude can’t get a break. My head cannon still is that he’s nice but because they were starving, he’s aloud to be a bit grumpy. He’s also spiritual. Giving us one of the funnier jokes when Oewepali asks if he can eat the big fish only to be told no and then complain that Mulmangcho should have died earlier. This show’s dark humour is pretty great.

I want to develop my own mythology for my AU. Such as the mouse kings being descended from the sea god because Mulmangcho (he’s a king in exile in my AU) is often shown by the sea. It’s something I was thinking about when I drew this piece. It’s also inspired by Mulsajo’s death. Now if we’re talking about a main side character dying, Mulsajo has it the worst. He is never mentioned again in season 1. If you didn’t pay attention you wouldn’t have noticed he died. He is only sort of mentioned in season 2 episode 1. Mulmangcho is in disguise as a squirrel making up stories about what the wolves did to him and his family. He mentions his twelve dead brothers and how they cut off his tail. You begin to realise that he’s talking about what Flower Hill did to him. Obviously the moral is to never trust strangers no matter what they tell you. But I like to view it as a rare sympathetic scene for Mulmangcho. If someone was to write a continuation of season 2 I would like to see them expand on that scene.

Also fan art idea to design Mulmangcho’s 11 other dead brothers?

Last one up is Scout Gosemdouchi. Please don’t pay much attention to the plane. I really got to do some airplane studies. For the background I tried something more graphic and non literal. Lots of people I shown it to think he’s jumping out of the plane.

I actually have some trauma dumping I want to do. I swear it’s related to Squirrel and Hedgehog. If you don’t want to hear me whine about my catholic trauma then skip the next paragraph.

Alright then. Let’s get on with it. So I was like 8 years old. Our whole catholic school went to church. The priest starts preaching about this “real” story from China. The communists were cracking down on Christians. Some soldiers trashed a church. Taking special care the throw the Eucharist on the ground and stomp it with their muddy boots. Later a little girl would sneak into the boarded up church and lick the Eucharist off the ground. One day a soldier noticed her doing that AND SHOT HER ON SIGHT! Lesson? Be willing to die for your god.

I guess I like the cartoon because it reminds me of my childhood. LOL. Be sure to share your stories of childhood indoctrination in the comments! For real though, scout Gosemdouchi’s and Mulori’s deaths are to me the grossest parts of Squirrel and Hedgehog. Luckily I’ve got my head cannons that sort of fix that for me.

Originally this was the first picture I talked about but I found what I had to say was quite depressing. Plus religion is a touchy subject. I hope I didn’t offend anyone. I’m just talking about my own experiences. Also it’s good to have it off my chest. Now I don’t have to think about it anymore! YAY!

[msnanu]

Life Twist 07 | JJK

⏤ banner by the talented and sweet: @archivedkookie ❣

⏤summary ❧ After an enormous loss in your life and breaking a long relationship with your now ex boyfriend, you decided you needed a life twist. So you move into a new country to try restart your life and seek for your happiness. What you weren’t expecting was someone like Jungkook entering into your life as soon as you got to Seoul.

⏤𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ❧ jungkook x female reader

⏤𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦 ❧ fluff, angst, smut, slow burn, 4 years age gap (reader is JK’s noona)

⏤𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ❧ mature language

⏤𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ❧ 10.9K+

⏤ author’s note❧ Sorry babes, I took a few days off since I was sick during last week and the update took longer than expected! 😷 Please enjoy this new chapter and I'll be waiting your thoughts on it as always 🤗. I'm excited for this one and what's coming up next!! FYI - I didn't get to finish editing the whole chapter as throughly as I wanted so it might have mispellings, bear with me💜

Last night was a dream. You wake up today with Jungkook kissing your neck and mumbling a ‘Good morning beautiful’ that made your stomach flip on itself.

‘Good morning handsome’ you said as you turned around wrapping your arms around his body.

Jungkook watched with bated breath as your eyes looked over him, admiring him. He’d grown more accustomed with your gaze, but still, every time your eyes were on him made him anxious.

‘I feel like I haven’t had enough time with you’ You kissed just beneath his left cheek. There was a thin scar there caused by a fight he had with his older brother when they were kids.

He felt his heart was about to rip out of his rib cage and smiled at you saying ‘You’ve had me all night’ even though he felt exactly the same, he couldn’t get enough of you.

‘Although to be honest, I feel that’s nowhere near plenty of time’ said Jungkook again making you smile sweetly at him.

‘If we take all the time we’d like, I don’t think we’d ever leave this room’ you said while giggling. The giggle that came from your lips was menacing.

‘I wouldn’t complain. Would you?’

‘Not a bit’ you responded while your hand started to caress him at his collarbone, fingertips ghosting along his warm, soft skin. His chest felt pleasant against your fingers.

‘Are you cold?’ You asked him, taking note of the goosebumps that rose on his tattooed arms.

‘No’ He answered quietly.

Your eyes flickered up to meet his. You had already noticed his cock was hard as a rock, and you suddenly felt horny yourself. Just the thought of having him on your mouth again was making you salivate. You leaned down to kiss just over his heart.

Jungkook turned his head, his hand coming up to the back of your head.

You continued to move down Jungkook’s torso, your kisses becoming a little more wet and less planned out. He remained tense, his fingers curling into your hair just slightly.

He let out a breath of relief and his head fell back on to the pillows.

‘Jeez, baby. Not even 10AM and you’re already making me go crazy’

You hummed against him, teeth nipping at his hip bone.

‘Y/N’ he said your name sternly.

‘What?’ You lifted your head to get a better look at him. Your hand slipped beneath the blankets that kept you both warm. Nimble fingers found his cock. He jolted and hissed. Your fingers were cold against the heat of his manhood, erected waiting for you to touch him.

‘You don’t have to do it, baby’ His hand wrapped around your wrist, but he didn’t pull you away from him.

You pouted, sticking out your bottom lip and you said ‘But JK’. He was about to fold; you look so fucking cute looking at him with that pouty mouth.

‘We should get up, baby’ said Jungkook while he shook his head, propping himself up on one elbow. It’s not like he didn’t want you to suck his dick, he was delighted to. But he didn’t want you to feel like you had to do it just because he had a boner. It’s something totally normal in the mornings to happen, even more if he’s waking up by your side and you’re only using that damn long shirt that Jungkook just wants to take it off you.

‘Let me do this for you first, baby’ you whined a little, pulling against his hold on your wrist and reaching for his cock again. You gripped the base of him, enjoying the way he shivered, and his head lulled back while he spited a curse through his mouth.

‘Fuck’

‘You don’t let me spoil you enough, JK’

You moved once more to lay horizontally across the bed while you keep yourself underneath the blankets. Kissing along his hip where skin and muscle were pulled tight over his hip bone.

‘I’m trying to do something for you, but you don’t make it easy’ you said in a teasingly manner.

Your teeth scraped gently along his hip, and you noticed he was silent, so you stopped your actions.

‘You’d tell me if I’m making you uncomfortable, wouldn’t you?’ You lifted your head to meet his gaze.

His eyes widened for a second and then he said sweetly ‘You aren’t, baby’.

‘But you would tell me, wouldn’t you?’

He nodded.

‘Then why won’t you let me?’ You faked a little pout. ‘Did you not enjoy it last night?’

‘No, no. That’s not it. Definitely not it at all’ he responds almost immediately, you wanted to chuckle at him, but you maintained your pout while you said, ‘Then what is it?’

‘Because I-I don’t- Ah, fuck!’ He cursed, hips bucking up as you licked the underside of his cock. ‘Don’t-don’t want you to think that’s what I want from you.’

‘Silly boy’ You kissed his cockhead tenderly. ‘You’re allowed to want this from me. You’re human. It’s okay for you to want something like this from me’

And there goes Jungkook’s sanity out of the window. If you wanted this, he wasn’t going to deny it from you.

Your thumb swiped over his slit, spreading the dribbling clear precum around. You looked up at him through your lashes as you put his cock between your lips. His chest heaved with every breath he took.

You only took in the tip, swirling your tongue around and moaning softly. Jungkook reached out to put his hand in your hair. Your free hand rubbed along his thigh, squeezing here and there while you sucked on his hefty cock.

Your name fell from his lips like a prayer, sweat glistening across his flushed skin. You hallowed out your cheeks, offering more suction, and took more of him until he bumped the back of your throat. You hummed around him, delighted with the way he responded.

‘Ah, fuck!’ He lost control of his hips for a moment and bucked upwards, causing his thick member to slip down your throat and choke you. Being that you weren’t ready for it, you pulled up. Your hand on his thigh tightened. As you pulled off him, you sputtered and coughed a little.

‘Shit! Shit, Y/N. I-I’m so sorry-’

‘Baby, don’t worry, it’s okay.’ You cut him off, wanting to stop all his worry and anxiety over hurting you. Your hand traveled up from his thigh to his lower stomach, admiring his toned muscles that rested there. ‘You didn’t hurt me’

He nodded at you and pressed his lips together in a firm line, brows drawn together as he looked down at you. He had been enjoying himself, you knew that. His pupils were blown wide, nearly perfect circles instead of slits.

You moaned out loud, a broken and desperate sound as you ducked right back down to wrap your lips around the head of Jungkook’s cock. You swirled your tongue around the head, moaning around him. You could feel his blood rushing through him, could feel it pulse in his stamina run.

Those strong fingers in your hair tugged, pushing you further down and you surely loved it. Loved when Jungkook took control, loved when you were reminded so physically how powerful JK is. It was a rush to know this man - this beautiful, cute, brilliant man - was under you. Was falling apart from your mouth on him. You could feel the muscles in Jungkook’s thighs tensing under your hands as he rocked into your mouth, and you couldn’t avoid moaning around him.

With one hand, you reached to palm at yourself over your underwear that was drenched at this point as you bobbed your head, you felt so hot you couldn’t help it, you were touching yourself the same time you were giving pleasure to Jungkook, you never felt so desperate for a man in your entire life.

You swallowed around him, moaning each time Jungkook’s fingers tightened in your hair. With every sound Jungkook made, every breathy moan of your name, you bobbed your head faster.

His gaze travelled down your body, his cock twitching in your mouth at the sight in front of him. Glancing down he noticed you’d managed to slide a hand between your legs without his permission. Jungkook tutted in a feigned disappointment.

‘You know, you should ask before doing that’ said Jungkook with his dark raspy voice and you almost moan at his tone, he sounded so fucking hot.

The hand in your hair reluctantly let go and instead left a quick, sharp slap on your behind, causing you to moan around his cock. ‘At least let me watch, baby’

He tugged at your thighs, turning your ass to face him, and groaned at what he found. Your fingers were already pumping in and out of your delicious cunt, completely coated in your slickness.

‘I should be the one making you cum’ he said sounding so demanding.

‘Fuck’ you couldn’t help to stop working on his cock and curse out, his little dirty talk was driving you mad to the core. You must focus on making him cum Y/N, come on – you thought to yourself while occupying your mouth again and sucking his dick expertly.

He couldn’t resist; Jungkook reached out to rub at your swollen clit idly, gritting his teeth and brows furrowing together when the vibrations of another moan yours surged through his cock. A shiver ran down his spine as you continued to make sounds of pleasure around him.

You could feel the veins of his cock twitching and seconds later the first strips of cum landing on your tongue. Jungkook’s hands clenched up when he came, grabbing harshly your thighs and you were sure that’ll leave a mark, but you didn’t care. He threw his head back, gasping out something that might have been your name. And you kept going through it, while Jungkook occupied himself again making wonders with his tongue on your clit. You whimpered around Jungkook’s cock, feeling a tingle run through your body as the taste of him kept hitting you.

When you finally pulled off of Jungkook’s cock, you licked at your lips with another little moan. Meanwhile he was determined to make you cum in record time, he sucked desperately at your clit, letting his teeth graze it just like he did last night, making you see the stars. He closed his teeth around it, giving it the slightest tug. Your hips stuttered forward, a barely contained shout of his name filling the room while you were climaxing all over him. God, he is amazing with his mouth. Your slick coated his face. You whimpered loudly as he placed a soft kiss against your clit before letting you come back to your senses and turn around while you fall back by his side, smiling at the intense orgasm he just gave you.

Jungkook, still breathing heavy, moved at a fast pace and grabbed your shirt to tug you up into his lap. You both rushed in for a kiss, your noses bumping and very nearly missing. Jungkook licked into your mouth eagerly, chasing the taste of himself.

Once you stopped all the kissing, Jungkook takes a good look of your cute form, your lips red and swollen when he says ‘You woke me up in the most splendid way, baby’ while smiling at you.

‘Mhmm, I’m glad you liked it. I loved it too’ and you grin at each other.

‘I’m gonna take a shower, you can go after me if you want, I have some clean clothes from Chris here that should fit on you. I’ll make some breakfast for us once I finish, okay?’ you said while getting up of the bed.

‘K, go Noona, but first a kiss’

You cupped his face and give him a long kiss before winking at him and going towards your bathroom.

Jungkook stayed on the bed with a smile plastered on his face. He never felt this happy.

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You were already cleaned up, making breakfast for you two at your kitchen while JK finished showering when suddenly your phone vibrates and the screen lights up informing you have a new message. You take a quick look to see it and you come upon with a notification with Minho’s name on it.

You haven’t talked to him since you decided to part ways, but you did agree with him on staying friends. You think it’s been enough time for both of you to not feel that awkward at being just friends and even though you don’t usually stay friends with the guys you’ve dated, it wasn’t like you had a long relationship with him or even something official and he is honestly a good guy, someone who is definitely worth to have in your life.

So, you open the message app to respond his message while waiting for the coffee to be ready.

Minho: ‘Hey Y/N! It’s been a minute since we talked. How have you been? I’m already settled in Australia 🙂‘

‘Hi Minho! I’m happy you’re already settled, how is it living there? I’ve been doing great thankfully, swamped with new projects at work but things are going pretty well!’

Minho: ‘Being honest, it’s been amazing! I was slightly worried about being homesick but the people in the new office made me feel as if I was at home since the very first day, so I have no complains so far. Hope I didn’t wake you up, I just realized that we have a slight time difference’

‘I totally get you; I had the same feeling when I moved to Seoul, I was afraid to not fit in the society haha. It’s nice to know everything’s working out for you! ‘

‘Don’t worry, you didn’t wake me up, I was actually about to have breakfast with Jungkook’

Minho: ‘Thanks! Not gonna lie tho. It was pretty hectic the first few days at the office, but now I feel like all my efforts are finally paying off’

Minho: ‘Oh, right, Jungkook! Say hi for me! I don’t want to interrupt anything 🤭 and I also have a work meeting in a few minutes, so I’ll let you be. I was curious to know how you been doing. I’m happy to know everything worked out for you too🙂, stay in touch!’

The coffee machine started to make a noise letting you know the coffee was ready to be served, so you leave your phone and go grab two mugs to pour the coffee.

While doing so, you feel Jungkook’s arms going around your waist from behind and you smile by the feeling of having him so close to you again. He leans down and places a soft kiss to your cheek making you feel all sorts of butterflies through your body.

‘I missed you’ he says.

‘Mhmm, I missed you too. Do Chris’s clothes fit you well, baby?’ you say while turning around and handing over to Jungkook his mug.

‘Well, it’s like using one size smaller that what I’m used to, but it works. Chris doesn’t have as much muscle as I do, baby’ he says while winking at you and taking a sip of the coffee you’ve just handled him.

‘Yeah, Chris is not a gym enthusiast like you. He just does it to maintain his figure and to hook up with every girl he meets at the gym’ you say while snorting.

Jungkook chuckles saying ‘Now that you say that, I just remembered something. This week when he came to the gym, he tried to hit on a girl that he already had hooked up with, but he had forgotten about her. The girl almost kicks his ass, you should have seen it. I think he’s losing his touch’

You both laugh for a solid minute, and you say ‘God, I would have loved to see his face! He usually has a good memory for the girls he hooked up with. He must have something else in his mind, his work is draining him lately’

‘I swear the panic face he had was invaluable’ said Jungkook while snickering and then he continued ‘He mentioned something about the new project at his work, I’m sure he has his mind on that, you know how serious he gets with his work’

You nod at him while thinking about your best friend for a second. You made plans with Chris to hang out today at the afternoon, you’ll take him to the same cat café you went with Emma and Aria, you know he would love it. He’s a cat lover same as you. Well, to be honest you love dogs too, but Chris is more drown to cats.

Suddenly you remember your little talk with Minho via messages a few minutes ago and that you didn’t respond his last message yet. You think you should tell Jungkook about it. It’s not like there’s something going on between Minho and you anymore, but you think you might feel weird if you found out that Jungkook talks with Lina or any other girl he used to hook up without telling you. So, it’s better for you to tell him, you don’t want to hide anything from him, and you want to assure him that he can trust you.

So, while you are eating your breakfast along with Jungkook you say ‘Minho texted me. He wanted to know how I’ve been’

You immediately feel Jungkook’s gaze on you.

‘Minho… as in the guy you dated before me?’

‘Yes, the only Minho we both know’

His eyebrows furrow and says, ‘So, you’re still in touch with him?’

‘To be honest it’s the first time that he reaches out to me since we broke things off. But we did say we were going to stay friends’

Jungkook scoffs at that and replies ‘Yeah, I’m sure he wants to be friends with you’

‘Am I sensing some jealousy?’ you snicker and push a little bit with your shoulder over to Jungkook that barely moves while he gives a small chuckle but then you notice his look is serious, and you immediately get serious too and say ‘Hey – do you not trust me?’

He sighs because he is jealous indeed, but he doesn’t want you to misinterpret him, he trusts you. So, he grabs your hand while kissing your knuckles ‘I do, baby. But I don’t trust him’

‘If you trust me then you don’t have nothing to worry about, I’m with you. Plus, he lives in Australia now, remember? I really don’t think he’s gonna try anything being 5000 miles away. I’m sure there’s plenty other women where he is now’ and Jungkook nods his head while he’s still spacing out.

So, you grab your phone and show to Jungkook the messages while saying ‘See, nothing to worry, he now knows I’m with you’

Jungkook’s features soften. He didn’t want you to feel obligated to say to Minho that you’re dating him or to show him your messages, even if he’s insanely jealous it’s your privacy and you are entitled to talk with whoever you want. Then he realizes Minho’s response didn’t sound as someone who’s surprised when you told him that you were having breakfast with Jungkook.

‘He’s weird. He didn’t even sound surprised when you told him you were with me’ says Jungkook and he doesn’t want to be a douchebag just because he’s jealous so he thinks he should say hi at least to him ‘Um, say hi to him too. And also, next time you don’t need to show me your messages. I respect your privacy and I trust you, noona’ while you just nod at him with a little grin and text Minho back with your final response.

‘Working on the weekends too, huh? I guess that’s what happens when you’re the CEO! Haha. Jungkook says hi too. Thanks for reaching out, Minho! Talk to u soon hopefully, fighting!’

You leave your phone at the kitchen counter and then you go on explaining Jungkook why Minho didn’t even sound surprised at the news of you being with Jungkook.

‘He doesn’t sound surprised because he knew about you and me, since before we broke things off’

Jungkook’s doe eyes widen and he’s the one surprised now.

‘He did?’

You nod your head and continue ‘Remember when we got together in the bar with all the guys and Minho came with me?’

‘How could I not remember? I wanted to rip his head off’

You snicker along with him and then say ‘Yeah, well… suffice to say you were not the most discreet person; you were sending daggers towards him the whole night and he obviously noticed it because when we got to my place, he asked me if there was anything between us’

‘And what did you say?’

‘I said the truth. When I met Minho, I told him that I was expecting to be with certain guy that night but that I saw him with another girl’

Jungkook cringes at the thought of that night and how everything unraveled so differently to what he expected thanks to Lina meddling between you two.

‘At that time, I didn’t mention that the guy was you. So, when Minho asked me if there was anything between us, I told him that you were the guy that I expected to be that night at the club. But I also told him that I was now with him, and he shouldn’t be worried because you knew I was dating him, and you were going to be respectful of that. He said that he trusted me, and he didn’t talk about it anymore’

Well, now it has much more sense to Jungkook why Minho didn’t act surprised.

‘To be honest I don’t know if I would have been respectful for much longer. I was losing it’

You both laugh at his words while you stand up and grab the dirty dishes to wash them up.

‘So…did you go slow with him too?’ you hear Jungkook ask from behind you.

You suddenly tense and you keep your gaze out of Jungkook’s curious eyes.

‘Um…not quite’ you say slightly worried about telling the truth. Why the hell are you worried? You slept with Minho the first night that you met him, that’s it. You did nothing wrong. Maybe it’s just because you don’t want to make Jungkook think that you somehow don’t want to have sex with him, or you don’t trust him enough.

‘Noona, it’s okay you don’t have to tell me about it if you don’t want to’

‘It’s not that I don’t want to tell you. It’s just…’ you trail your response trying to find the best way to explain what’s on your mind right now.

‘Just…?’ repeats JK after you.

You sigh while turning around meeting Jungkook’s eyes again and say ‘I slept with Minho the same night that we met at the club’

‘Oh’ it’s all Jungkook said. His gaze went straight to the kitchen counter, and he stayed quiet.

You were already seeing him overthinking everything and before his mind could go elsewhere you said ‘Hey, I don’t want you to overthink this. To be honest, I was extremely frustrated that night, Minho showed up, we clicked, and it just happened. I honestly did it thinking that it was gonna be a one-night stand, even when I’m not the kind of person that does that, not that I’m judging anyone who does but it’s just that I don’t usually sleep with guys on the first night I met them’

Before Jungkook could tell you that you don’t have to explain yourself you pause him going by his side and grabbing his hand you say ‘With Minho it was only about sex’

Okay, that sounded so much better in my head – you think -

‘Wow, it’s so good to hear that’ says Jungkook ironically while rolling his eyes at you.

‘Ugh, that came out wrong’ you say while rubbing your temples.

 ‘What I was trying to say is that, with you it’s different, I like you…a lot. And I like you since the very first day I met you, for me with you it’s not just about sex and that scares me a little bit. Things didn’t start exactly the way I would want to with all the Lina drama and the fights we had, and I really want to make it work with you and that’s the only reason why I said maybe we should go slow and take our time’

Jungkook smiles at you, cups your face, and then proceeds to plant kisses on your cheek, then your nose, your forehead and then finally places a peck in your lips.

‘I want to make it work with you too and we’ll take the time it’s needed to make sure it does’

You grin and then say ‘You won’t have to wait a lot longer tho. I won’t be strong enough and it’s really hard to control when you look like this’ while pointing at him.

‘I know, I’m irresistible’ he says while wiggling his eyebrows and you roll your eyes at him.

‘Ugh, you’re so cocky sometimes, but you really are irresistible I’ll give you that’ you punch him in his arm, and he shows his bunny smile as you return to wash the dirty dishes.

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‘Oh my god I’m the happiest person in the world’ squeaked your best friend.

He looks like a little kid patting a little calico cat that was resting on his lap.

‘I knew you were going to love this place, it’s cat paradise’

‘I don’t know how the hell I’ve been living here for 2 years, and I never came here before’

‘I’m the one that usually drags you to these kind of places with me, so it makes sense that you didn’t come until now. You were too busy with your hook ups and work before’

Chris laughed and said ‘That sounds about right’

‘Speaking off… I found out that the other day at the gym you had a nice encounter with a previous hook up’ you say while giggling at your friends unamused face.

‘Ugh, that traitor, I knew JK was going to tell you, that brat has been teasing me since that happened’

‘Hey now – since when we have secrets?’ you snicker while throwing him a napkin at him and you both laugh in unison.

‘I gotta say tho, I would have paid to see your face when you found out it was someone you actually had already hooked up with’

‘I almost shit myself; she was so angry. And I don’t blame her, she must think I’m an asshole now’

‘Well, you kinda are’

‘Hey!’

‘Just kidding! So, what’s going on in your head that you’re so distracted that you don’t even recognize your hook ups?’

‘Just work kicking my ass as always. I’m working on this new project; it’s not as demanding as the last one because at least I get to hang out with you and the guys from day to day. But honestly, I think I should take some days off as soon as I’m done with it, I’ve been working nonstop for the last 2 years, and I feel like the last project really drained my energy, I putted a lot of effort on that one’

‘I totally agree. You need some vacations to recharge and have some time for yourself, bestie. You deserve it, you’re such a hard worker. And it’s only human to feel drained sometimes, especially when you’re so dedicated to your work as you are. You shouldn’t feel guilty for wanting to enjoy your life, 2 years without vacations it’s insane. So, now that I’m here I’m going to make sure you put a stop to being a work-acholic’ you say while smiling at your best friend sweetly.

‘God, I didn’t know how much I missed having you around, you always get me’

‘Soulmates for life’ you say while you both clink your coffee mugs giggling.

‘So…how’s it going with JK?’

‘It’s going amazing, last night we had our first date’

You go on telling your best friend all the details about the dreamy date you had with JK and how he had organized and decorated the balcony at the club, cooked dinner for you and prepared all the picnic beautifully.

‘Wow, I’m impressed. He can be romantic when he’s not busy being a brat’

‘He really is. And tonight, he invited me on another date’ you say proudly

‘Two nights in a row? I’m surely seeing that you both are “taking things slow”’ says your best friend snorting at you.

‘Hey – we haven’t had sex yet’

‘No, you just had his dick on your mouth, and he had your pussy in his, I can see how slow you’re going’

‘Piss off. It’s not an easy task not to have sex with him when he looks that hot’ you say while you get lost thinking about his veiny tattooed arms. God, how gorgeous Jungkook is.

Your best friend notices you are spacing out while thirsting over Jungkook and he’s the one to throw you a napkin now to bring you back to Earth.

‘You’re so fucking horny! Please, get laid’

‘Yeah, I don’t think I’m gonna last longer. It takes so much effort not to jump at him every time I see him’

Chris starts to laugh because he can’t believe what he’s hearing. You didn’t have a problem on taking your time with the previous guys you’ve dated.

‘I don’t think I ever heard you this horny about a guy ever’

‘Me neither. Until JK, I haven’t met someone that could make me get wet by just looking at me’ you say while your best friend was taking another sip of his coffee.

Chris starts coughing and he almost chokes at your raw comment while you start laughing at his widened eyes. You two always talked freely with each other but usually those kinds of comments came out from your best friend’s mouth, and you were the one that used to get disgusted at his rawness. The tables have surely turned.

‘Y/N! That’s TMI! I love you and I’m happy that you’re getting some, but please, eww! I don’t want to think about you and my friend in that situation’ says Chris with a disgusted face and swinging his arms above his head as if he was erasing the picture of you and JK together.

You laugh at him until tears are gathering in your eyes.

‘I’ve put up with you and your million hook ups over the years, so suck it up big boy’ you say while cleaning the few tears that dropped on your cheeks.

‘Fair enough, I’ll have to get used to you two humping like rabbits. Anyways, what’s the plan for the tonight’s date?’ said your best friend trying to change the subject.

‘Um, tonight’s a little bit simpler than yesterday. We are having movie night at JK’s place’

‘Somehow I don’t think you’ll get to see any movie’ says Chris while wiggling his eyebrows.

‘Honestly, I think we really are going to watch a movie. Back at my place earlier we were talking about our favorite movies and JK got outraged when I told him I haven’t seen the last movie of Avengers yet so; he wants to make sure I watch it because he said, and I quote “It’s the best movie ever”’

‘Oh yeah, forget about it then, he’s gonna make you see the movie from start to end. He has a deep love for Ironman and RDJ’

‘Yeah, I’ve noticed. He looked like a little kid talking about it, such a cutie’ you say giggling reminiscing how sweet JK looked talking about Ironman.

‘Ugh, you two are obnoxious’ he says, and you stick your tongue at him while he raises his middle finger, and you gasp putting your hand in your chest faking you’re outraged.

Immediately you both start to laugh at each other. You must look like two idiots teasing each other.

‘K, I’m gonna go to the bath please behave meanwhile’ you said while getting up and chuckling along with your best friend.

‘Always, bestie’ he replies while playing with the Calico cat that’s still on his lap.

When you come back from emptying your bladder you see your best friend talking to the waitress, well not talking but clearly, flirting. You snort while shaking your head. He’s unbelievable, he really doesn’t waste his time at all.

The waitress leaves your table all blushed after Chris gives her back her phone. He obviously asked her number.

You take your place again while grabbing a Siamese kitten that was surrounding you and start patting him in his belly while you start inquiring your best friend.

‘What the hell did you tell her? She looked like a tomato’

‘Ahh, you know, this and that. I got myself a date for tonight too. Her name is Irene’ says Chris with a smug face.

‘You really have a talent with ladies. Just make sure you remember her face this time’ you say while laughing and Chris’s smug face erases.

‘Fuck you’

‘Oh, come on, it’s just a little joke. I love you, bestie’ you say giving him puppy eyes and pouting, you know he can't resist when you do that expression.

He sighs and says ‘I love you too, babe’

‘Did Jin contact you about your birthday?’ suddenly asks Chris

Oh, right, your birthday is next weekend. You were already forgetting about it. And Jin had volunteered himself to be the party planner.

Jin had only texted to ask you if you preferred your party at the night club or a bar with pool tables, bowling, etcetera. You told him you preferred a bar this time. You like going to night clubs from time to time but you can’t properly have a talk with your friends there, so you think this time is better to celebrate in a bar.

‘He only texted me to ask me where I preferred the party to be placed, I told him I preferred a bar and then he told me to not worry, that he was on it. So, I don’t have a lot of information about what he has on mind’

‘He’s really good throwing parties so don’t worry. Plus, he’s using me to get all the information he needs. I imagined you were going to choose the bar, but I told him he should ask you first to confirm’

‘You know me so well, bestie. I’m pretty sure that if Jin is relying on your knowledge about me, it’ll be a good ass party’

‘You bet’ he said smiling at you sweetly.

You talked for around one more hour with Chris while enjoying the kittens company. You hugged outside the cat café for a little while promising to see each other again during the week and you parted ways heading back to your place to prepare yourself for your movie night with JK.

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You were just out of the shower when your phone vibrates with a new message notification popping on the screen.

JK :) : ‘Hey baby, how was the cat café with Chris?’

JK :) : ‘Am I too clingy if I say that I miss u already? 😳’

Gosh, you’re so fucking whipped. You are smiling like an idiot while immediately responding his message.

‘Hi cutie! It was great! Chris was so excited, he looked like an 8-year-old surrounded with the kittens. I took a video of him squeaking when a Calico cat sat on his lap 🤣’

You look through your gallery and sent JK the video you took of Chris at the cat café while giggling.

‘I don’t know if that makes you clingy or not, but I really don’t care because I miss you too already, baby ’ you respond at his last message and you leave your phone for a bit in your nightstand while you start drying your hair.

JK :) : ‘lol, I haven’t seen Chris this excited ever, he really looks like a little kid. I’m glad you had a good time together’

JK :) : ‘Yah noona! You’re making me blush! But I like it tho’

JK :) : ‘What time should I pick you up, baby?’

‘Yeah, he acted like a little kid for a while but then went full on Chris-mode and ended up getting himself a date tonight with the waitress 😂’

‘You don’t have to pick me up, don’t worry about it, baby. I’ll call an Uber! Just text me your address, I think I can be there in about an hour if that’s okay with you’

JK :) : ‘I mean, I would be lying if I said I’m surprised that he hit on the waiteress. He really doesn’t waste any time’

 JK :) : ‘Baby I don’t mind going to pick you up at all, it’s already night time I don’t want you to take a cab all by yourself. I can be there in an hour’

‘I know you don’t mind picking me up. I’ll send you my location when I’m at the Uber, so you don’t have to worry about me getting kidnapped 🙃. I have to finish getting ready, cutie’

‘Text me the address! I’ll see u in an hour, 😘’

JK :) : ‘Ugh, okay. Chris was right… you really are stubborn sometimes, noona! 😒’

You snickered seeing his last message and then continued preparing yourself while your phone vibrated again. You checked your phone screen again and saw that JK had already sent you his address, so you reserved an Uber to pick you up in about an hour.

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Since you knew it was a movie night date you went for a simpler outfit than yesterday. You went for a white crop top and black skinny jeans with your black Air Jordan’s.

Once you got into the Uber you sent JK your location so he wouldn’t get worried. Your place and his wasn’t that far away, it was less than 10 minutes away on a car drive.

When you arrived you couldn’t help but to think what a nice building and neighborhood he lives on, it’s quieter than your place but still near the city. You definitely are going to hunt apartments on this area when you are finally settled.

For now, you are renting where you’re living. You rented your actual apartment thinking about living there about 6 months or a year and then when you have more time and feel like going apartment hunting, you’ll start looking properties so you can be an owner and stop depending on rent.

Rent is not cheap on Seoul, it’s an expensive city to live on but thanks to your dad’s inheritance you were able to afford a nice apartment for yourself if you wanted to.

You were greeted at the entrance by a middle-aged man who you realize is the concierge.

‘Good evening, Miss. I’m the concierge, Park Baekhyun’

You politely returned his greeting, and he asked you to what apartment you were going to and your name, you told him your name and the apartment ‘613’ as JK had texted you earlier his apartment number.

‘Oh yes, Miss Y/N you can take the elevator upstairs. Mr. Jeon had already informed that you were coming,’ said Mr. Park while showing you the way to the elevators.

‘Great. Thank you, Mr. Park’ you respond offering him a smile.

This building is posh. You’re not sure if it’s something normal in Seoul to have concierge but back in your homeland only the most luxurious apartments have a concierge. And in your actual apartment there isn’t one even though it’s a really nice building and it has great amenities. You think is cool to have a concierge, it gives a lot more sense of security.

You get out of the elevator and ring the bell at the ‘613’ apartment, not even 30 seconds later the door opens, and you find yourself already checking out Jungkook who’s smiling at you brightly.

He takes your breath away and it’s not like he’s made a lot of effort on his outfit. He’s only wearing grey sweatpants and a black oversized shirt. His sleeve of tattoos on his arm is fully displayed for you to enjoy.

Your trail of sinful thoughts is interrupted by his sweet voice while he grabs you by the wrist gently and engulfs you in a hug.

‘Finally. Hi gorgeous’ he says while placing a kiss on the top of your head.

‘Hi handsome’ you say while returning the hug that you don’t want to ever end.

He smells so good. You realize you already missed his scent. It’s insane how attached to him you feel. It’s also scary, even though your fear is slowly fading away as you spend more and more time by his side.

‘Come on baby, I’ll give you a little apartment tour’ he says while closing the door behind you.

‘Aren’t you going to give me a kiss first at least?’ you say while pouting at him

‘God. Stop pouting at me, you make me weak. I’ll give you all the kisses you want, noona’ he says while you mischievously smile at him.

Suddenly he realizes the crop top you're wearing, showing off some of your belly and rib area. His gaze goes straight to your tattoos that are placed on your left rib cage area.

You never told him you had tattoos and he never saw them until now. He traces with his thumb the delicate and colourful tattoo of a flower that extends on your left side. He also saw a date number above the flower that knowing you, he assumes it has something to do with your father. Maybe his birth date.

'I didn't know you had any tattoos, baby. They look so good on you'

You're starting to feel shivers from his touch on your body. He really has a big effect on you.

'I- I have 3 tattoos but they're not that visible as you can see' you start stuttering, you can't function well when his touch is still on you.

'The flower and the date are 2 tattoos. Where's the third one, baby?' he asks with that raspy voice that drives you insane.

'T-the third one is under my right breast. Fuck-' you curse while his hold on you tightens. 'Y-you'll have to wait a little bit to see that one I guess, baby'

He grunts and quickly cups your face and kisses you intensely. The two of you were locked in a passionate kiss, one that you both hoped would never end, your hands were resting against his hips and his were now tangled in your hair.

You led him to the wall, and he felt his backside slam against it and let out a grunt. You weren’t paying attention, you didn’t care anything else, you just wanted to keep him close to you.

He was such an addiction to you. You wouldn’t stop kissing him, your lips never straying too far from his. You explored his lower body with your hands while your lips were finding their way to his neck, you kissed and bit his skin with such a gentleness that he almost didn’t feel it at all. 

Almost as if you could hear his thoughts, you became a bit rougher, and dug your nails into his arms, you pulled him away from the wall only to shove him back against it and started to suck on his neck.

Jungkook felt like he was connected with you in a way he could never be with anyone else, you were like the piece that completed the puzzle of his life.

He suddenly grabbed you by the arm, gently twisting it around so he could have the control of the situation, he pushed you against the wall, gentle enough to not hurt you but hard enough to force a moan from your lips. 

He kissed your neck and down to your shoulder, feeling your body shaking against him.  You put your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, the two risking suffocations just for the feeling of having their lips against each other’s.

This made him feel alive, it was exciting, strange, and new, and he didn’t think there was anyone in this world he would rather share this feeling with than you.

When you are finding almost out of breath you stop the kiss and Jungkook rests his head on your shoulder while both of your chest’s heave with quick breathes. You put your hand over his chest feeling his heart beating at a fast pace. He fully straightens and gives you one of his bunny smiles that can melt you down immediately.

‘How’s that for a kiss, baby?’ says Jungkook while caressing softly your face with his thumb.

‘It was way better than what I expected. You know, it’s hard stop kissing you’

‘If you didn’t notice, I feel the same way when I kiss you. We got to work on that, to control ourselves. The best way to do it is keep kissing each other, you know?’ he teases.

You laugh at his lame excuse to keep kissing you and he joins you while taking you on the apartment tour he promised a few minutes ago.

His apartment is bigger than yours, that’s for sure. Your apartment has only 1 bedroom whereas his has 2 bedrooms. He uses one of those as an office space, since he works a lot remotely, pretty much like you.

You work almost 80% of the month at home, from time to time you have meetings that you have to attend in person, so you go to the office only when it’s needed but thankfully your job is possible to do it daily remotely.

When he showed you his bedroom you saw a dog kennel and reminded you that he told you Bam lives with him. So, you asked about Bam’s whereabouts and JK said that Bami was staying with his brother these last few days because he wasn’t at home a lot and he felt guilty leaving him alone.

The kitchen is really big, it’s an open space that leads to the living room and a big balcony with amazing views to the Han River.

You recognize a videogame case that you know too well settled on a coffee table on the living room area.

‘You play Overwatch?’ you ask him while looking at the videogame

He nods while saying ‘Tae, Chris, Joey, Jimin and I usually play together. Do you play too, noona?’

‘Yeah. I used to play with Chris often, we haven’t played in a while though. But I always beat his ass’ you say while chuckling.

JK seems surprised that you also like to play Overwatch. Why do guys always seem impressed when you tell them you like to play videogames? It’s not an exclusive thing for men.

‘What? Surprised?’

‘Yeah, but not because you play Overwatch too. I’m just thinking where you have been all my life’ says JK making you blush for the 100th time.

‘You have to stop saying those things, my face is burning’

Jungkook just grins at you while coming closer and giving you another sweet hug.

‘I prepared bulgogi for tonight and of course we have kimchi too’ he says while hugging you.

‘Oh my god, that’s what smells so good? You really must teach me how to cook Korean food’

‘Sure baby, next time you can come earlier, and you’ll help me with the cooking. Now, let’s have dinner and then we can continue to watch the most amazing movie in history’

You laugh while shaking your head ‘You’re building too much expectation for this movie’

‘You’ll see. Ironman is amazing’ he says while going towards the kitchen.

The food was spectacular, he cooks insanely good. You find yourself asking how the hell you got so lucky to find this piece of man. He’s perfect at everything that he does, at least everything that you have seen from him until now. You almost feel like you must be thankful, to the Gods or to whoever is up there, that he had only came across with girls that clearly didn’t appreciate him enough and that you got to meet him before anyone else saw how amazing he is.

You chit chatted for a long time. He told you he was helping Jin with your birthday organization next week and you felt your heart getting warmer, he’s so sweet and caring.

You didn’t even realize that you were talking for hours until your cell phone alarm went off, letting you know it was time to take your birth control pills. That’s when you both saw what time it was and laughed at how time flies when two are together.

You helped him do the dishes even though he refused at first. But your stubbornness as always ended up winning.

He had cooked an amazing food for the second night in a row for you and the least you could do was helping him clean everything.

As soon as you were done with the dishes, he had already everything set on the living room to watch the movie. You really like Avengers movies but with all that had been going on in your life the past years you weren’t able to watch the last one.

The movie was really entertaining just as JK had said. He was so excited watching the movie that if you didn’t know that he already had watched you would think it’s his first time seeing it.

Somehow you both ended up crying while cuddling on the sofa when Ironman sacrifice himself. As you said before, you’re not the one to cry to often but movies make you sensitive. And it seems like Jungkook is just like you because he was sobbing by the end of the movie.

You remember how your ex insisted for years on you to watch the movie ‘Life is beautiful’. You knew that the movie was set in the Holocaust and specifically on a Nazi concentration camp, so you were refusing to watch that movie because you knew you were going to end up crying like a baby. Your ex finally convinced you to see it and you won’t ever forget the huge void on your stomach after seeing it. You were a sea of tears. So, you really avoid watching those kinds of movies that might make you cry.

You didn’t expect tho to end up crying while cuddling to JK because of an Avengers movie. You realize your sensitivity level has gone up definitely.

‘Okay, that really was the most amazing movie I’ve seen. You were right’ you said while cleaning the tears that were still falling.

‘See, I told you’ JK said while sniffing his tears

‘I can’t believe we are crying over Ironman’ you say while chuckling

‘Hey – He’s the best superhero ever’

‘Yeah, you’re right’ you say while cleaning his tears away and then you feel the urge to say to him ‘You’re too cute, you know?’

‘Mmhm, I know’ he says while humming with his eyes closed, enjoying your hands caressing his face.

‘I like it a lot spending time with you’

He feels like his heart skipped a beat at your words. He opens his beautiful doe eyes and grabs you by the back of your head and gives you a nice long kiss and then looks at you straight in the eyes.

‘You make me happy. I like it so much to spend time with you too, baby’

‘You make me happy too’

You realize how easily he is tearing down all your walls of defense that you had put up since you broke up with your ex-boyfriend. With Minho you never really got to feel this way. But with Jungkook it's like there's no way to have those walls around your heart, somehow, he always finds a way to slip inside it.

Suddenly you can’t help to yawn, you’re already sleepy. It was a busy day for both of you. Your yawn was followed by Jungkook’s, and you both laughed.

‘I think it’s time to go to bed, noona’

‘Yeah, I’m drained. Can I borrow a shirt from you to sleep on? I forgot to bring my pajamas, I brought only clothes to change tomorrow’

‘Of course, baby. I’m dying to see you wearing my clothes’

You snicker while he helps you getting up from the sofa, you could easily fall sleep on it, it’s so comfy.

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Yesterday you both fell sleep as soon as you landed on his bed. You swear that Jungkook's bed has some kind of sleeping effect because you are sure that in less than 1 minute you fell asleep.

When you got up today, Jungkook was already up working at his office space. Last night he had told you he had to work a little bit on the morning.

You pocked your head in his office. He was fully immersed drawing for a new videogame that he’s designing. He must have felt your gaze on him because he turned around a few seconds later and smiled at you.

‘Hi baby, good morning. Come here, give me a kiss’

You were only using the oversized t-shirt that he gave you last night to sleep and of course your underwear under it. He patted his lap inviting you to sit on it so you made your way to him while shily smiling.

‘Good morning, cutie’ you say while giving him a kiss on his lips.

‘I never thought I could enjoy so much seeing someone else wearing my clothes’

You grin and hide your face in the crook of his neck, smelling his sweet scent that you’ve come used to.

‘You look hot while working’

‘Only while working?’

‘Well, no, you look hot always to me. But I don’t know’ you say while caressing his face and then going up to his glasses while he gives you all the attention in the world ‘There’s something about this glasses that get me going’

‘If we weren’t taking things slow, I swear I would have already bended you on this desk and fucked you endlessly’ he says with his raspy voice and lusty gaze.

Your eyes widened while you felt your cheeks getting red and you swear your pussy clenched around nothing. Jungkook starts to laugh at your surprise face.

‘God, you’re the cutest when you’re flustered’ he says while placing a peck on your lips.

‘You’re such a tease. Anyways, I was thinking on taking a quick shower and then making breakfast for us. What do you think?’

‘Sure baby, I think you have all that you need in my bath, there’s a hair dryer on the cabinet near to the shower if you want. And about breakfast, I have to go to the grocery store because I don’t think I have anything for us to eat. We can order something for now if you’d like and later, you can come with me to buy supplies’

‘K, you want me to order or do you wanna do it?’

‘I’ll do it noona, there’s a place nearby that I’m sure you’re gonna love the food. You can go ahead and shower’

You nod at him and give him one last kiss before heading to his shower. Once you get off his lap, he slaps your butt shamelessly and you look at him with your eyes wide open while gasping.

‘What was that?’

‘Sorry, I couldn’t help it, it’s so tempting’

‘You’re unbelievable’ you say while snickering and walking out of his office and hearing his laugh from behind you.

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You had just finished drying your hair when you heard the doorbell ringing. JK was finishing a few details on his drawings, and you heard him from his office calling you. You grabbed another one of his oversized t-shirts and some sweatpants that he had told earlier you could use, it’s a few sizes smaller than what he uses normally so it was the only thing you could use without falling off you.

You get to his office already changed and he says sweetly ‘Baby, could you get that, please? It must be the food delivery, I already paid through the app. I’ll finish in a bit’

‘Yeah sure, cutie’

You quickly head towards the front door and open it with a ‘Good morning’ falling off your mouth and expecting to see the food delivery person, but you’re surprised to see a guy who looks almost as surprised as you. You realize he looks like Jungkook but slightly older and a little bit less muscular, the guy is with a dog by his side that you swear is Bam or at least looks like the pictures that JK showed you from Bam.

‘You’re not the food delivery guy I guess’

‘And you’re not my little brother’ says the guy pointing at you after chuckling a little bit.

And it suddenly hits you. It’s Jungkook’s older brother. And you’re dressed in his brother’s clothes. In the morning. Looking like you just got from bed, which you basically did.

You feel your face heating up on embarrassment. God, it’s the first time you see any Jungkook’s relative and you’re about to have a panic attack.

Suddenly the guy in front of you – aka JK’s brother - speaks again

‘Sorry, where are my manners? I’m Junghyun, Jungkook’s older brother, and you are?’ he says while extending his hand.

You nervously grab his hand that’s still extended, hoping that he doesn’t notice that your hand it’s sweating like crazy and shake it.

‘Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself either. I’m Y/N, JK’s… friend’.

Well, it’s not entirely truth but you’re not lying either, what should you say if not that? That you’re friends with benefits? No, you don’t feel like that with him. That you’re knowing each other? Maybe, that would be the most accurate. You’re not sure what is the correct definition of you and Jungkook at this point. And you don’t know what Jungkook would want you to say to his brother so, it’s easier to say that you’re his friend. Though, seeing Junghyun’s little smirk he didn’t buy the ‘friend’ part. But who can blame him when it’s 10AM and you’re in his brothers’ clothes opening his apartment door as if you lived there.

Thankfully, Jungkook comes to save the day before his brother could inquiry on why the hell, you’re the one opening his brother’s door.

‘What’s taking so long, baby? Did they made a mistake again with the order?’ he says before freezing on his place when seeing his brother and Bam at the door with you and your flaming cheeks.

He forgot his brother was coming to drop Bam. Idiot.

He suddenly awakes from his trance when he sees you glaring him asking for help with your eyes to get out of the situation.

‘Oh. Junghyun. I forgot you were bringing Bami’ says JK while walking towards the door and standing beside you.

He goes grab Bam who’s jumping excitedly after seeing him.

‘Yeah, sorry I forgot to text you when I was coming, I didn’t know you were with a friend’ he chuckled and made and emphasis on friend. And you just wanted for the Earth to swallow you.

You take the opportunity to escape.

‘K, I’ll leave you two alone so you can talk’ and you ran out of there like a coward.

What you don’t realize is that Jungkook’s brother is checking you out while you turn around quickly towards the living room area.

JK do realizes and immediately snaps his fingers in front of his brother’s face while angrily saying

‘Hey – Eyes here!’

‘Sorry. It’s just that your friend is insanely gorgeous. Is she single?’ he teases the youngest.

Jungkook glares the shit out of him and is about to give his brother a good punch when Junghyun starts to laugh.

‘I knew she wasn’t your friend. I mean it’s barely 10AM in the morning, she’s wearing your clothes, you called her ‘baby’ and you almost rip my head off when I was checking her out. Come on, I’m not that stupid. But I gotta say, she is gorgeous that is true’

‘Okay could you stop thirsting over her? She’s mine’

‘Oh, is she now? So, you have a girlfriend, and you didn’t think to tell your only brother?’

‘She’s not my girlfriend. Yet’

‘Oh, so she’s single? That means she’s available, maybe she likes the older version of you’

‘Junghyun, I’ll beat your ass if you even get close to the air she’s breathing’

His brother loves to tease him and Jungkook falls so easily on his jokes.

‘Calm down you lover boy. I would never take a girl from you. Jeez, you’re so whipped’

‘Fuck off hyung’

Junghyun snickers and then proceeds to deliver Bam’s leash over to JK’s hand.

‘Anyway, Bam was a good boy these last few days. He had a nice time over his uncle’s, isn’t that right Bami? Meanwhile your daddy was having fun with his new friend’

‘Ha ha very funny, hyung. Thanks for taking care of him, let me know if you need me to take care Song and Paeng one of these days too’

‘No worries little bro, I have to get going, I’ll talk you later’ says Junghyung and then proceeds to pock his head into the apartment and sees you on the couch watching something on your phone so he screams over to you ‘Bye Y/N, hope to see you soon’.

‘Oh, bye Junghyun, it was a pleasure to meet you’

‘Ohhh no, the pleasure was all mine’ says Junghyun while sending you a wink and waving goodbye which left you speechless and you just waved back with an awkward smile in your face.

Jungkook almost pushes his brother out of the apartment fuming because of his flirty tone towards you.

‘Yah! You brat – be respectful to your elders’

‘I told you she’s mine so back off’

Junghyun jokingly pinches Jungkook’s cheek that immediately hits his hand to take it off

‘I love to tease you. It’s so easy to make you angry’

‘Actually no, it’s not easy to make me angry. It’s only that you have the skills to make me easily angry’

He keeps snickering while entering the elevator ‘I’m your older brother, I have the right to be annoying with you. Anyways, see you soon little bro, enjoy your morning with your friend’

Jungkook closes the apartment door and supports himself against it while sighing, his brother really gets on his nerves sometimes.

Bam starts to ask for his attention while jumping at him.

‘Hey Bami, I missed you so much. Come on, there’s someone special that I have to introduce you to’ says JK while caressing him and walking towards the living room where you are trying to calm your nerves down from meeting Jungkook’s older and clearly flirty brother.

‘Sorry. I forgot my brother was bringing Bam’ says JK while scratching the back of his head as if he was afraid that you were angry with him because he sent you straight to his brother.

It must have been embarrassing for you, it’s not easy to explain your relationship with him right now.

‘Don’t worry about it. I was embarrassed as hell because it’s pretty obvious that I’m not your friend at all but never mind, what’s important now it’s this beautiful doggy here’ you say while crouching in front of Bam and trying to forget the embarrassing moment you just had.

‘Oh yes, Bami, this is someone really special, this is Y/N. You must be good with her so that way she’ll want to stay with daddy’ says sweetly Jungkook to Bam while also crouching by his side. Bam is enjoying your caressing and already laying on the floor while you rub his belly.

‘Daddy. I like the sound of that. Can I call you ‘daddy’ too?’ you mischievously say while looking straight to JK’s eyes.

Jungkook bites his lip ring trying to contain himself. The only person that he likes teasing him is - without a doubt – you, and you’re so good at it, you make him go crazy in a matter of seconds.

‘God. You’re such a menace, noona. You’ll make me do unholy things in front of Bami’ says JK.

You snicker and say ‘Sorry. I’ll have to get used to behave in front of Bam, is like having a kid’ while patting Bam.

Bam starts licking your free hand lovingly, like he's known you forever and you can't help to smile at him.

'Hi Bam, I've been wanting to meet you for a long time. Your daddy talks a lot about you' you say while Jungkook just looks at both of you with starry eyes.

He realizes he doesn't need anything else than this and he wants this moment to last forever.

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[fredkinnie]

L4D2 Nick x Reader

Office AU

Gender neutral reader Nick does call them sweetheart condescendingly (because hes an asshole)

Recently rediscovered this oneshot I wrote over a year ago as a joke(?) thing with a friend, not my best work but I think the concept was cute so if anyone's interested !! I don't know how to format fanfics on here bear with me. ALSO I edited it a little but also not really . not my best work so apologies D:

“As you both probably know, Ellis’ birthday is tomorrow.” You shuffled in your chair, attempting to make yourself comfortable. Of all the things your boss, Rochelle Torres, could have pulled you into her office for you were rather surprised it had to do with the birthday of one of your coworkers. Ellis Thompson was relatively new to your small sales office- he recently moved from manufacturing- but you got on quite well with him. The man seated to your left, however, did not.

“And? What, do I need to bake overalls a birthday cake or something, maybe hire some strippers to jump out of it?” This sarcastic quip came from no other than Nicolas “Nick” Wright, the well dressed and, admittedly, rather attractive salesman with a rather unnatractive attitude. He was known around the office for his pessimism and sarcasm, and the damned white suit, blue shirt combo he wore to work every day. However, he was great at his job and an excellent leader. In fact, he wasn’t half bad when he was focused. You’d even managed to coax a compliment out of him the last time the two of you were assigned to a project together. 

“No.” Rochelle responded after a moment, giving him a warning glance. It was obvious she was amused yet unenthused by his comment, the newly promoted woman was still finding a balance between banter with her subordinates and the level of professionalism needed by a regional manager. She was doing a good job, though, you noted internally. Much better than Nick, who so clearly struggled with professionalism. Rochelle spoke again, interrupting your thoughts about the suited salesman. “Actually, I need you two to decorate the conference room. Louis normally takes care of it, as you know, but his sister’s wedding happened to coincide with Ellis’ birthday.

“I approved his time off in advance and told him I’d take care of finding someone to set up the party, but then I forgot. I’ve just been really busy and it slipped my mind, I’m sorry for the short notice, guys.” Rochelle sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose before looking back apologetically at you and Nick. You glanced to your left to gauge Nick’s reaction, which was unsurprisingly not a happy one. He looked like he was about to say something he’d later regret, so you cut him off.

“Don’t worry! We know you’ve had a lot on your hands as of late, it’s okay to make a mistake once and a while. Just tell us what we need to do specifically and we’ll do it, no problem.” You could practically feel Nick’s blank stare boring into the side of your head, but as Rochelle smiled you realized that he realized that you just saved his fucking ass. You’re welcome, Nick.

“Well, I went ahead and took care of the cake, so don’t worry about that. I took some time and dug around to find what party supplies we had on hand, so you’ll find that stuff in the conference room. Just go in there and do your best to spruce up the room, that’s all I can really ask.” You nodded, taking her statement as a que to exit. You stood up and looked toward Nick, who still hadn’t left his chair.

“Why did you choose me for this? At least the country boy and (Y/N) are actually friends.” He huffed, crossing his arms and sliding down in his seat slightly. It was almost funny to watch a grown man act so juvenile, especially a man who acted as macho as Nick did. This time there was no amusement in Rochelle’s stare.

“You two are my top salespeople. I figured you both deserved a break for all the hard work you do around here, however if doing things for your coworkers feels like a punishment to you I can make it one. Get working on it, now.” She said sternly, pointing a pink painted nail toward the door. He seemed to get the message as he scurried out after you. 

A pack of 24 assorted multicolor balloons, a pile of colored construction paper, and a spool of twine were waiting on the conference room table for the two of you. Beside them sat various office supplies, including a tape dispenser, a hole puncher, and a pair of scissors.

“Alright, here’s the game plan. Take the hole puncher and make some confetti with the construction paper. The custodians will hate us but it’ll make the table look more festive. I’ll make a banner with the paper and twine, then we’ll blow some balloons.” You directed, handing him the hole puncher before turning to grab the supplies you’d need. You had a vivid picture of what you needed to do in your mind. If you cut the letters in “Happy Birthday Ellis” out of the construction paper, then punched holes into the tops of them, you could string them on the twine and hang it up above the tabl-

“Who died and put you in charge?” Nick retorted, begrudgingly reaching for a piece of paper to begin his confetti making journey with. His scowl was even worse than it typically was, which was saying something.

“Probably the same person who died and made you a huge bitch. Like seriously, what’s your deal? Might do you some good to take the stick out of your ass and try to enjoy things once and a while.” You didn’t spare him a glance, instead beginning to cut an H out of a piece of orange construction paper. The room fell silent, save for the clicking of the hole puncher and the sound of scissors gliding across paper. Yes, what you said was unprofessional. That much you acknowledged, and if he decided to take that up with HR (that is, when the HR representative Louis came back from vacation) you were willing to take the consequences that came along with it. However it was the truth, and it needed to be said. You kept cutting.

“Sweetheart, if anyone else had said that I would have punched them.” Nicholas replied quietly, a few moments after the silence had gotten awkward. His voice was so soft, it was startling. What he said didn’t feel rude or like a threat, it just felt personal. The silence returned. You finished cutting H, then A, and P, another P, and then Y. You set your paper scraps between you and Nick’s seats and in some unspoken agreement, he turned it into confetti.

Clearly, there was something on your coworkers mind. Nick was never this quiet. As much as he seemed like he disliked people, you just got the feeling he thrived around them. When the two of you went for a meeting with one of the company’s customers he talked nonstop. He really is charismatic, especially when he’s not so rude. The longer the silence between you two went on, devoid of even a sarcastic crack or a mumbled string of curses, the more uncomfortable it became until finally you just had to ask.

“What’s wrong?” You inquired, finally turning to focus your (E/C) eyes on the suited man beside you. He took a deep breath, set down his tools, and turned to face you. Nick’s grey eyes were watering, tears threatening to spill out. He sniffled, averting his gaze and smiling crookedly. Instinctively, you reached out and embraced him, pulling him into a hug. His composure broke and he began to cry into your shoulder, melting into the physical contact that he so desperately needed. You could faintly make out muffled apologies and explanations coming from the crying man, nothing that really made sense but you realized this was more for him than it was for you. You just let him get it all out, one hand around his back and the other cradling his head. 

After a few minutes, his sobs slowed, then eventually stopped. Nick broke away from the hug, red eyed and sniffling. His true nature finally hit you: he’s a good guy, just scared to be vulnerable.

“I’m sorry.” He sniffed, your gazes still locked.

“I know you are.” You smiled gently.

“So much has happened but that doesn’t excuse being a dick. I’m so sorry.” Nick continued weakly.

“Do you want to talk more about it?” You offered.

He nodded.

“Over drinks tonight? The bar downtown?”

He nodded yet again, smiling.

With that, the two of you simultaneously turned back to your birthday party prepwork, the silence much more comfortable this time. He’s a good guy deep down, and you’re determined to meet the real him. For now, though, you were content cutting letters.

[ouroboros-hideout]

Der große Schriftsteller! The latest expedition into the depths of our Republic brought back the holy book that is the Brainrot Bible. Several pages are written in an ancient language and we need you to translate it! Chapter Aon: Page 4. What was your OC's childhood dream? Is that still their dream? If it has changed, why did it change and what's their new dream? Chapter Vlad: Page 6. Did your OC have a teacher or a mentor growing up? What was your OC's relationship with them like? Page 10. What's the first significant injury your OC remembers getting? Did it leave any scars?

oc asks: roots edition

Finally, the countless hours of my studies are paying off and I can be of service to the Republic with my skills. I hope that together we will one day reach the goal of completing the Brainrot Bible for our purposes. But for know, here are the chapters you requested:

Aon

4. What was your OC's childhood dream? Is that still their dream? If it has changed, why did it change and what's their new dream?

Aon dreamed of one day finding her father and joining him on his adventures of roaming the country as a nomad and never ever having to see her mother or her stepfather, the big city or anything related to them again. Her mother never told her a lot about him and she had to cling to her memories and laboriously try to find out anything about him herself, which unfortunately wasn't much in the end.  Later, when she had her first boyfriend, together with him she developed the wish to have her own workshop or business (legal of course). If you look at it pragmatically, both dreams came true in some way. The circumstances of how and why, and the fact that childish ideas can turn out not as dreamlike as expected, gives the whole thing a rather bitter aftertaste.

Vlad

6. Did your OC have a teacher or a mentor growing up? What was your OC's relationship with them like?

That was most likely his adoptive mother. He had many different teachers who gave him private lessons at home, many of them very strict, but none of them did more for him than just the job they had to do. His mother was actually also a teacher of some foreign languages, which she of course taught her son, but there was never really a deep family bond between them, so you can really see her more as a mentor. She treated him very lovingly and never really punished him harshly for any mistakes, but the elitist strictness dominated most of the time. She and her husband had adopted him primarily because they wanted an heir and faced the challenge of contributing an honorable member to society because it was required of them in some way. She always tried to show something like motherly warmth, but in the end Vlad didn't mind that as he didn't knew anything else anyway. He had a lot of respect for her and in later years, when she fell ill, he looked after her with great care.

10. What's the first significant injury your OC remembers getting? Did it leave any scars?

Vlad was rather skinny as a child and not particularly tall either. As he spent the first few years of his life in an orphanage, he made a good victim for the older and bigger children whenever they felt like taking it out on someone. Intimidated by the constant arguments, he was also a rather quiet child and preferred to keep to himself.  The first real injury that left anything other than scratches or bruises was when some older boys got together and chased him through the surrounding streets of the facility as usual. Due to his physique, he had the advantage of being faster and more agile than his pursuers, but the fear of being caught up set his mind on fire and he took a turn too early than usual, to find himself in a dead end. Offended by the constant teasing and bulliying, he tried to defend himself for the first time and even knocked a few teeth out of one of the older ones with a metal pipe he found in the garbage. But the beating he got for it was all the harder. The scar he received from a wound on his forehead is hard to see but still visible.

[fallingblueroses]

Supervillain Geoff AU. Date night at Kathy's. Dialogue heavy.

Cesar is...well, he's just Cesar. He works for Geoff, but the relationship is more like big brother/little brother.

Accidentally posted when I went to edit...oh well. Enjoy.

***

Cesar burst into Geoff's suite at just after six o'clock, flowers and wine in hand. "Are you ready for you date?"

"Don't you ever knock?" Geoff snapped, then sighed. "Almost."

"Good." He set down the vase and wine and appraised Geoff. "...You're not wearing that."

Geoff looked down at his black turtleneck and slacks. "Why not?"

"Because you're not going to a funeral, that's why not. I said you should wear your blue plaid."

"I refuse to go on a date looking like a country bumpkin."

"All right, we'll compromise." Cesar went for Geoff's closet. "You can keep the slacks, but you need something bright to go with it. Why are almost all your clothes black?"

"It's what I look best in."

Cesar snorted as he rummaged through Geoff's clothes. Geoff sighed inwardly and looked at the vase--purple roses and purple lilacs, arranged with fern fronds. "Uh, Cesar? What's with the purple flowers?"

Cesar came out with an emerald green button up shirt. "Here. Put this on. Purple roses mean 'you enchant me'. And purple lilacs signify blossoming love."

"I'm not--"

"Sure you are. Or you wouldn't be going. Now change." Geoff sighed and pulled the turtleneck over his head, and Cesar frowned as he saw the pistol in its holster on Geoff's hip. "You're taking your gun?"

"Of course."

"You're expecting her to do something?"

Geoff slipped the shirt over his shoulders and began to button it up. "Not her. Jacobson."

"You really need to stop letting that guy live rent-free in your head."

"Then he needs to let me stop living in his." Geoff left the shirt untucked to cover the pistol. "There. Better?"

"Yeah. One more thing." Cesar quickly mussed Geoff's hair.

Geoff pulled back, but the damage was done. "What are you doing?!"

"Giving you a more relaxed look." Cesar smiled at him. "There you go. All ready. Now. Flowers and wine." He handed the items to Geoff. "Have a good time, turn your phone off, and stay out late."

Geoff shook his head, but couldn't help the small smile on his face. "All right. Don't let the place fall apart in my absence."

"You can count on me, sir."

"I should hope so." Geoff walked out of his suite and headed for the elevators. He hoped the evening would go well; it would be a shame to let Cesar's effort go to waste.

He purposely ignored the twinge of nervousness that was growing in his stomach.

***

Kathy looked at herself in the mirror and hoped she looked all right. Her hair was drawn back in a ponytail, and she was wearing denim pants and a light gray sleeveless button-up shirt. She'd decided to go light on the makeup for tonight to go for a neat but casual look.

She'd spent the day wondering if Geoff would actually show up, but at seven on the dot her doorbell rang. He smiled at her, flowers and wine in hand, when she opened the door. "Good evening."

Kathy smiled back. "Good evening. Come in." She stepped aside to let him enter.

He walked in, then turned and handed her the flowers. "Courtesy of Cesar."

"Oh. They're lovely." She gently pet a rose petal. "Tell him I said thank you."

"Of course." His eyes looked around as if appraising her house.

Kathy suddenly felt shabby despite the fact that her house was solidly middle-class. What must her little place look like to a man used to living in five-star luxury? She cleared her throat. "Dinner's ready."

"I've been looking forward to it."

She set the vase down on an endtable and led him to the dining room. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back." Her mind scolded her as she hurried to the kitchen. Idiot. Two days ago he was your captor and now you've cooked him dinner? He's probably laughing at what a fool you are. She quickly plated the food she'd made. He took you to a French restaurant and you made spaghetti. You could have at least made something a little fancier.

Well, there was nothing to do for it now except keep going. She carried the plates into the dining room and set one down in front of him. "Here you are."

He thanked her as she sat down at the table. "...This is the first home-cooked meal I've had in years."

Cesar's words about her being the first to cook for him came back to her. "I hope you like it."

Geoff twirled his fork in the noodles and took a bite. Kathy watched as a satisfied look came over his face. "It's good."

She relaxed a little. "Thank you." They ate in silence for a few minutes as she tried to think of something to start a conversation.