#i never get tired of this ahaha

[yamsgarden]

Some more Indivisible shenanigans i forgot to share T0T

[clowningaroundmars]

my absolute fave thing to read in punkflower fics is lovesick puppy hobie brown

cool-as-a-cucumber hobie overthinking miles' every move, leaving lingering touches on him, longing glances thrown his way

certified BAMF hobie hanging by a doorway or window just a second too long before leaving miles

"skinny-hot" hobie refusing to believe someone as ✨️cool✨️ as miles would be into someone like him

badass punk hobie just yearning and pining and practically draping himself all over miles in desperate attempts but then pulling back all scared when anyone even hints that they should get together

god, i need pining lovesick loser hobie like AIR rn 😭

[stuworbutwithchipmunks]

I find so interesting when i see people saying stuff like Simon and Britt would be an amazing duo because... I think their dynamic could be one of the most toxic ones if it's explored (Ofc they would get along at the end dw)

Brittany canonically is someone who push herself too hard to get what she wants, even if that includes putting her own well being aside to reach her goals. While Simon refuses to sleep or take care of himself when it comes to studying for a new project of his, or some invention and shit like that. I can totally see Brittany not understading what is wrong with Simon not getting enough sleep or not eating well if he is willing to get something. And at the same time i think Simon could be a total hypocrite by saying stuff like 'You shouldn't push yourself too much' while having the biggest eye bags on his stupid face.

[stuworbutwitheds]

This might be a hot take(?) but i do like how Eddy become more grumpy as the show went between seasons

Of course he is more mean and kinda more aggressive with his friends.

But i think it's a great way to show how trauma can affect your personality, especially when it comes to physical abuse. Not every child that suffers like that is quiet and shy, some of them can mirror the bad traits of their abuser and they're just as valid to get love and support.

[thelivingsin]

listening to the legend will always feel like the first time i heard it.

phenomenal. epic. heroic. hopeful. dreamful. legendary.

and it's a good feeling.

it feels like i'm witnessing something that only happens once in a lifetime, in a timeline in a fictional world.

like in the prophecy, where amidst a chaotic, unnerving event where the world draws closer to its death, hope shines from afar in the form of a star, and you're once again filled with so much hope and determination to end the story.

but then, near the end (of the song), it rather gives you a feeling that the story is never meant to end.

like the "end" you've anticipated will not end it all, yet.

that something different, written by a traitor called fate, will occur.

and by the final note, the final chord of the song, you wonder, how will the story really end?

what is the true legend?

[smolsaltypan]

It's about to be a very shitty time

[spideysbruh]

Secret

She was getting tired of it, the sneaking around, the hiding from not only cameras but from everyone. It’s been a huge hit to her confidence, which is crazy because she’s usually a very confident person, she spent her whole youth being insecure and vulnerable and worked her way out of it. She didn't think she’d ever feel this way with Timothée. 

To be fair, she didn’t feel like this at first. She knew that given their jobs, they had to be private for at least a little while initially, but it’s already been a year. A year and four months actually, she thinks that's more than enough time, they should definitely be able to go out and post about each other and just not give a fuck anymore.

So why doesn’t he want to?

Right now, they’re in their hotel room in Chicago, and Timothée is looking out the window to see how many people are waiting outside for him. He groans and walks to the mirror in the bathroom, “I can’t wait to shave this mustache off.”

Y/n smirks and sits up, “I think it’s cute. You look very French.” She responds, Timothée peers over at her as his cheeks redden.

“Yeah?” He grins and walks over to the bed, crawling over her as he kisses her lightly, “Maybe I’ll keep it then.” He says softly, moving down to kiss her neck. Y/n sighs, feeling every kiss before she gently pushes him away, sitting straight up and moving her legs to the side of the bed, “What’s wrong?” Timothée questions, placing a hand on her thigh.

“I…. I kind of don't want to be a secret anymore.” She answered, looking down at her legs, not wanting to meet Timothées eyes.

Timothée is quiet for a second before he responds, “Look baby, I just- I worry about what’ll happen if everyone finds out. People are evil and ruthless and- It’s terrifying. I want it to just be us… just for a little longer.”

“I can’t even be seen with you, god forbid I walk next to my boyfriend, right?” She sarcastically asks, making him huff.

“Babe, it's not like that! You know it's not.” He soothingly says, moving his hand to her back, rubbing circles around it. “I'm trying to protect you.” 

Y/n looks up at him, she recognizes the sincerity in his eyes and sighs, “Can we at least walk out together tonight? We don't even have to touch.” She says, making him laugh.

“I think that if I touched you in public, I’d never let go.” He replies softly, making her smile.

“I think I’d be okay with that.” She giggles as he leans over to kiss her cheek, “But… you promise we can go public soon?”

He nods and brushes a strand of her hair behind her ear, “Yes, baby. Of course, just another month or two.” He smiles, and she nods.

That night, they leave the hotel together, and he holds the door open for her which she appreciates. She sends him a smile as she walks past him, hearing the people gasp as they see her and Timothée together.

“Y/n!??! What are y’all doing together?!” A fan asks, she laughs and stops to chat with them.

“We’re friends! We hang out quite a bit.” She responds, right before the fan goes to take a picture with her.

“You guys would be such a cute couple!” Another one says.

“Ahaha thank you, thank you.” Timothée chuckles behind her.

“It was nice meeting you guys!” Y/n says before getting in the car, sighing as Timothée sits next to her.

“Little by little, baby.” He says, wrapping an arm around her.

~~~

Three months later. 

They’re still not public. Nothing is even going on right now, they’re both on vacation for the first time in a while, did Timothée just completely forget about their conversation? 

They’re both relaxing at her apartment, where he finds himself being more than his own.

“We should go to the movies or something, " she says, looking at him on the couch. He hums and nods.

“That sounds nice, are there any later showings?” He asks, looking up at her from his comfortable position.

She rolls her eyes, “You don't wanna go earlier? Then we can get something to eat afterward.” She tries, going to sit next to him.

He shrugs and wraps an arm around her, pulling her closer, “Just feeling so lazy right now, and it’s probably so crowded today-”

“Y’know what, Timothée? That’s it. I gave you enough time, I don’t know how long I can keep doing this.” She snaps, making him go mute, his eyes peering into hers with furrowed brows.

“What are you talking about?”

“Do you really not remember our conversation from like, three months ago? I want to be able to hold your hand and- and fucking kiss you in public! It’s like you’re ashamed of me or something.” She says, looking up at the ceiling to stop the tears from falling out of her eyes. Don’t cry right now.

Timothée quickly sits up and caresses her face, “Don’t ever say that. I could never feel that way about you… What happened to that confident girl that I know so well?” He wonders softly, and Y/n scoffs.

“This happened! All of the hiding and secrets… We’ve been together long enough, unless you don’t want to be anymore and that’s why you-”

“Stop. That’s not true, baby. I love you. I want nothing more than to show you off. Do you know how often I think about the dates we could go on, the things we can do out in public? You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He says, Y/n smiles a bit at that.

“That’s nice Timmy, but you’re still not making any effort to go public.” She shrugs.

“Fine. Fuck it. Let’s go out then.” He says, her eyes widen.

“Seriously?” She grins, excitement now coursing through her entire body, Timothée nods.

“Yes. You don’t deserve to feel like this. I hate that it was my actions that were making you feel like that. I also despise that I waited so fucking long, and for what? Just because of what people will say? I’m sorry.” He says before leaning in to kiss her gently. She kisses him back deeper, wrapping her arms around his neck to be as close to him as possible.

“I love you.” She breathes against his lips.

“I love you more. More than anything.” He says, kissing her again, and then pulling away. “Let’s go, what are we watching?”

They pick a movie and get ready, Y/n puts on her cutest clothes and Timothée lets her style his hair however she wants, she opts for the usual way he does it which is her favorite.

They step outside and get in his car, she interlocks their fingers and he doesn’t let go as he drives silently.

He speaks up when they’re almost at the theatre, “You’ve been so patient with me, Y/n. More patient than you maybe should have been. I’m grateful for that, and I’m sorry.”   

Y/n smiles at that and nods, “Thank you, Timmy. It’s okay… I understand where you were coming from.”

He parks the car in the parking lot and leans over to kiss her, he kisses her lightly first, but when he pulls away he meets her eyes and grins, leaning in again and kissing her deeper than the first. His hands gently hold her face as he slips his tongue in between her lips, “Fuck, maybe we should skip the movie.” He mumbles against her lips, she giggles and kisses him one more time before taking off her seatbelt and getting out of the car.

“Come on, we’re already here, lover boy.”

Timothée sighs and grins as he also gets out.

During the movie, Timothée has an arm wrapped around Y/n the whole time, mindlessly playing with her hair as she rests her head on his shoulder.

Towards the end, he whispers to her, “Someone down there is recording us.” She looks down and sees the camera, they both wave in sync which makes them laugh.

When the credits roll, Timothée kisses her head before standing up and offering his hand to her.

They discuss the movie on their walk out when Timothées phone rings, he apologizes and answers it as he opens the car door for Y/n.

“One second, baby.” He quickly says before shutting the door and leaning against the hood of the car. 

She sighs and unlocks her phone, seeing a couple messages from her best friend. 

The most recent one says- Y'ALL ARE TRENDINGGG

She smiles and clicks the link that she also sent, the headline of the article makes her laugh “NEW RELATIONSHIP ALERT: TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET AND Y/N L/N SPOTTED ON A MOVIE DATE TODAY” 

“That was quick.” She mumbles and sees the pictures are of their little makeout in the parking lot.

Timothée gets in the car and chuckles, “Apparently people are wondering why you're with me cause you're way too beautiful.” He says, Y/n giggles and shakes her head.

“Sure they are.” She rolls her eyes.

“I'm serious! I shouldn't have been worried about you, cause why am I lowkey hurt.” He jokes, Y/n kisses his cheek and pinches his other one.

“Stop it. You're my beautiful boy.” She smiles, he grins and kisses her again, starting the car.

“I can't wait to show you off.” 

*

[amphitriteswife]

If you’re on your period

@yue-yolk

‘Okay what’s up with you? You’re not laughing at my jokes.’ jaegyeon na asked you with a hint on irritation in his voice. His hands gripping the steering wheel of his car even tighter. He disliked it when you didn’t respond to him with the most utter care in the world. It reminded him of how the other kings treat him. Perhaps your behavior is because he was talking about Initial N? ‘I’m just super exhausted that’s all.’ ‘Why?’ ‘I’m tired.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Because i just got out of work?’ ‘Oh….why?’ ‘Goddamit just leave me alone.’ ‘Well sorry for asking.’ He replied in a passive aggressive manner. The silence that followed obly gave away the irritation the both of you felt for each other. Why couldn’t he just take a hint? Is he really that oblivious? And it’s not like he’ll say sorry, he’s too prideful when it comes to apologizig. ‘I’m on my period. Sorry for lashing out.’ ‘Oohh…’ jaegyeon replied, the realization hit him so suddenly when you said that before it turned into guilt. He was being super pushy and the thought of you being uncomfortable because of the pain you were in didn’t even cross his mind. How could he call himself your boyfriend while he didn’t even know this? He felt so embarrassed and ashamed to not have recognized this sooner. ‘Im so sorry…do you want a hug?’ He asked you in slightly softer tone than usual, he knew the hug wouldn’t help a lot but he still wanted to at least give you a sense of comfort. ‘I think i would like that, but this time please at home. I dont want to get into an accident because of your reckless driving’ ‘like i’d ever let Initial N suffer like that. You think I’m crazy?’

‘Babe i’m on my period.’ ‘Okay.’ The silence after the not so lasting conversation made you a little irritated. Jonggun was outside on the balcony smoking a cigarette, the smell filling your nostrils made you a little more disgusted than usual which caught Jonggun’s attention. ‘What’s wrong?’ He asked rather matter of factly than concerning, his hand pushing the cigarette onto the ashtray to put it out. ‘I know you dislike it when i smoke, but you’re usually at least tolerant..’ the sound of the cigarette being put out filled your ears. Jonggun on the other hand looked at you, the gears in his head turning. ‘Don’t tell me you’re pregnant?’ Jonggun asked you rather bluntly with slightly wider eyes. ‘I just told you i’m on my period you idiot.’ ‘Oh right…i wasn’t listening.’ ‘I figured.’ Jonggun let go of the cigarette which was now laying in the ashtray and took a seat on the sofa on the balcony, the warm wind blowing into his face. He invited you to join him which you declined. Your rejection of his offer made him a little confused. He didn’t say anything but from his eyes you knew he was waiting for an explanation. ‘I need you to go to the store and buy me tampons. And chips. And chocolate, but not the Milka one. The other one. The one i always eat.’ Jonggun did in fact not know what brand you always eat. But he’ll figure it out….he hopes. ‘Why don’t you go?’ ‘Because i don’t want to.’ ‘…’ ‘please.’ Your please sounded more demanding than a question to him, but given the circumstances and because you’re his girlfriend he decided to give into your demands. ‘..fine.’

‘Well hello sugar, coming to see me while i’m at work?’ ‘No i’m hurt.’ ‘What happend? You fell? I mean i probably blinded you with my glorious presence ahaha.’ ‘I’m on my period babe’ the information made Goo stiffen a little, he never really knew how to engage in something like this since you’re his first girlfriend and not a one night stand. His mind couldn’t comprehend the situation, before all this you were usually on the pill for birth control, so how could this happen? ‘How? I thought your period went extinct after you took the pill?’ The question made you burst out laughing, this grown ass man couldn’t even know one thing about how periods work? ‘First of all, it doesn’t go ‘extinct’ its not some species. Second of all, when you go off the birth control you start having a rather more complicated flow.’ ‘So now you’re bleeding?’ ‘Yea.’ ‘And you’re not going to die of losing blood?’ ‘I hope not.’ ‘Okay…’ Good scratches his head, he felt a little stupid for not knowing this. Perhaps it’s because he never bothered to actually learn about the female anatomy. His head was hurting with so much information and he wanted to actually ask some questions. ‘Y/n…’ ‘yeah?’ ‘Does this mean we can’t do it anymore?’ ‘Unless you want to have your shrimp painted red then no.’ ‘Forbidden salsa’ ‘please don’t say things like that again.’ Goo found himself thinking about a lot of things now that he knew this. Did Jonggun know this? Maybe he’s now smarter than Jonggun. Perhaps he can use this against him in battle. ‘So, since you’re now on your period. Does this mean that you say ‘period.’ After every sentence?’ ‘…’

[deckedcards]

ᝰ . . . BABY DON’T LIKE IT 나쁜 짓 !

──── ❝ try being harsher to me, I can feel it babe ╱ let's play all night, don't get tired ❞

⌗ PAIRING: fukami hiroto x male! reader

⌗ SUMMARY: more than just a birthday surprise happened tonight, thanks to hiroto and his never ending jealousy.

⌗ THIS WORK INCLUDES . . . lowercase intended, third person pov, semi-fluff, sexual content, risa doesn’t exist, established relationship, general stuff for hiroto, implied love parallel (that’s right i called it parallel fuck your incorrect use of love triangle), cringy shoujo inspired romance, mentions of age gap (reader is in their early 20s while hiroto is in his early 30s), making out, amab! reader, bttm! reader, semi-jealous sex, birthday sex, soft? sex, hickies, spanking, riding, cowgirl/boy position, creampie, unmentioned unprotected sex, no lube no protection no nothing just two lovers getting their 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 on, reader puts most of the work in, handjobs (r! receiving), light swearing, smut with plot, tried to fit in comedy the way the show does it but i don’t know if i did it right, my obsession with sakurada dôri, uh.. what else, possible grammar and wording mistakes ❨ not proof read ❩

⌗ EXTRA NOTES: did not intend for this to have smut but one thing lead to another and now this exists ahaha

🃏 — don’t like? don’t read.

━━━━ MIDNIGHT WAS peaking around the corner, the moon revealing itself over the city as golden hour bleed through the curtains of the office building. orange and yellows casting onto (name)’s face as he checked the time on his watch: a soft hum leaving him, biting onto his bottom lip as he waited for a specific person to show—“can’t wait to get out of here, can you?”

(name) tore his attention from the mini-clock on his wrist to the man infront of him. “oh, hansuke!” his dyed bleach blonde hair, clean dark suit and shining smile glittered in (name)’s vision, internally wincing his eyes as he looked into his amber ones; it felt like he was staring at a manhwa character everytime they hung out. (name) blinked pursing his lips, lightly punching at his shoulder with his fist. “i was waiting for you, dummy.”

hansuke gasped with a fake pout, placing a hand over his heart to emphasize how ‘hurt’ he was at his words. “dummy? that really hurts my feelings, (name).” he whined, sniffling his nostrils and bringing his hands to his eyes to wipe nonexistent tears, “you have to learn how be nicer to me… remember, i’m older than you. respect your elders or whatever.”

“by three months.” (name) refuted ignoring the last sentence that left him, twiddling with the silver ring on his left hand. a gift his boyfriend, hiroto, gave him when they first began dating. something to show everyone he was taken and a promise that the two soulmates would replace it with a wedded one once they became husbands in the future. butterflies always flew around in his stomach when he was reminded of this everytime he touched the accessory, husbands. it sounded too perfect to be real.

the man infront of him placed his hands onto his hips, raising an eyebrow flickering his gaze to the ring on his friends’ finger then back onto his face. cocking his head with an airy chuckle, “so? you’re boyfriend is older than the both of us and yet, you still treat him with respect despite him practically being a grandpa.”

(name) rolled his eyes at hansuke’s insult. “thirty isn’t old, is that really the best you can come up with?” he spat, “you’re just mad i already found someone who’ll spend the rest of their life with me while you’re sat around acting like a child.”

“am not!”

“am too!”

“am not!”

“am to—“

the duo’s yells were muffled by a hand being placed onto their mouths. sharp acrylic nails dug into the skin beside (name)’s mouth, furrowing his brows at the woman beside him. “you both are acting like a bunch of children. you guys are in your twenties yet you continue to act like my two year old nephews.”

her stern voice rang in their ears like a bell. “we’re sorry, shinju.” the muffled apologies came out of them as they smiled against her soft palm. a frustrated exhale left her lips, retracting her arms to cross infront of her chest; unbuttoned grey blazer exposing the black dress shirt she wore underneath, pencil-skirt stretching slightly as she clicked her dark heels against the marble floor of the corridor. hair decorated into a slick-bun with side bangs and a grey clip tucking any loose hair on the sides.

“it’s everyday with you two.” shinju smacked verbally, eyes narrowing looking (name) up and down behind her glasses. “what are you still doing here? i thought you went off early because you were going to surprise hiroto for his birthday.”

“i was. but, somebody told me to wait for them so they could help me with it, not letting me know before hand they were stuck late in a meeting.” (name) tilted their head repeatedly, signaling to hansuke next to him. hansuke rolled his eyes with a head shake, slapping (name) on the side of his head with his palm. “well i still made it, didn’t i? stop being such a pissy little b—”

“watch you’re language while you’re at work, hansuke.” sanju exclaimed, sending a firm glare his way with a kick to his shin. hansuke silently yelled bringing his leg up to soothe where her heel had stabbed him, lightly swaying his body back and forth to keep his balance. “you guys have always been so biased towards each other when you’re with me—agh!”

“it doesn’t matter.” the shaking words went unheard as (name) grabbed his ear, a smile sketched onto his mouth scrunching his nose slightly towards shinju hiding her laugh behind her hand. “c’mon, we have to go quickly. hiroto could be back at any minute, we’ll have little time to set up for him if we wait around any longer.”

(name) bowed his head towards shinju, reciprocating his action with a smile as she watched him drag hansuke towards the elevator at the end of the hallway. different types of protests leaving him; grabbing at (name)’s wrist with poor attempts of being freed from his grip. shinju waved her hand, cupping the side of her mouth to yell, “make sure to tell hiroto i said ‘happy birthday!’ ”

the expensiveness of hiroto’s apartment left hansuke with his mouth agape. fingers ghosting over the white furniture as he looked out the window — eyes brightening with the lights of the city illuminating the darkness of tokyo, watching cars drive up and down the streets with the front of their vehicles on. turning his figure to look at (name) setting up streamers on the wall. “i think i can see my mom’s shop from here.”

(name) let out a tiny laugh, reminding him of memories of the first time hiroto brought him here. waking up in hiroto’s bed after he made the mistake of getting drunk on their first date. his nicely-dressed clothes replaced with a baggy shirt that hung from his shoulders and shorts that rode up his thighs. fuzzy remembrance of the events before sloshed in his brain, drowsy eyes darting around the well organized room. everything looked so… valuable; stepping out to be met with the smell of coffee hitting his nostrils and hiroto standing there more handsome than how he was yesterday.

outfit the same as last night. the only difference was his light blue shirt being unbuttoned at the top to reveal his bare chest covered in markings ( were those… hickies? ) black hair slightly messy and dark slacks replaced with loose grey sweatpants. lips drawn with a gorgeous smile onto his face as he made eye contact with him.

“sorry i didn’t wake you. you looked peaceful when you were sleeping, i couldn’t bring myself to disturb you.” hiroto said, watching (name) take slow steps towards him reaching out to grab the warm cup in his hand: muttering out a small ‘thank you’ as he sipped. (name) hummed with satisfaction at the hot feeling in his mouth, licking off any excess foam the drink left inbetween his vermillion. “it’s good, isn’t it?”

hiroto leaned forward planting his hands against the counter, blinking with his lustful eyes watching (name) nod. poor attempts of avoiding any type of contact with his vision as he spoke, “you really know how to satisfy someone’s taste buds… i guess that’s why your company owns coffee and vanilla. only someone like you can make something this great.” hiroto blushed at the constant trail of complements, face flushing with a flustered laugh exiting his rosy-colored lips. “you’re too kind to me, (name)..”

his hand reached out to the others laid on the counter, carefully intertwining their fingers together. smirking seeing the way they fit perfectly against each other like sets of puzzle pieces. planting a kiss to the back of it, chapstick leaving a faint texture on it as he looked up through his curled lashes, a grin curling the corners of his mouth. “i bet you say that to all of the men you’ve slept with.”

── huh?!

(name) coughed, shaking away the thoughts of that scene from his head. soothing down any creases in the black outfit he wore, focusing his attention to hansuke; seeing him struggle with a banner on one of the walls. one side was tilting, leaving the rest to be asymmetrical whenever gazed on it. “no—hansuke, you’re placing it wrong.” without thinking, (name) separated from where he was standing with quiet footsteps upon the wooden floor as he grabbed the fabric from hansuke’s hold. “here, let me do it.”

(name) fumbled on the step stool his friend was using, extending his arms higher with the thumbtack placed between his fingers to stick the banner still. hansuke hesitated before placing his right hand on his lower back to keep him steady, left crossing from his waist to his stomach. “hands to yourself, hansuke.”

hansuke scoffed, “shush, you know i’m only doing this to keep you from cracking your skull open.” (name) rolled his eyes, cocking his head towards the banner with a faint smirk. “whatever helps you sleep at night.”

“there! all done.” (name) spouted checking over the cloth, tilting his torso to the side to glance and make sure it was how he wanted it to be. he crossed his arms with pride looking over to hansuke with content, “looks better than how you did it, don’t ya’ think?”

“like i would ever tell you.” he spat with annoyance in his tone, pursing his lips against each other. internally nodding at how much better the banner looked now that it was fixed better, damn it he was right. (name) planted his foot on one of the steps of the stool, the furniture wobbled horribly with his actions. tearing itself from the floor as (name) lost his stability, tumbling backwards with an unsuspecting gasp. fuck!

closing his eyes as he waited to collide with the wood, a confused grunt leaving him when the feeling never came. opening his eyes slowly, seeing he was on the floor but not in the way he expected to be in; hansuke with his arm wrapped around his waist, hand flat next to his head as their faces were inches away from each other. heavy breathing leaving the two as they connected their eyes together, (name) darted his pupils around hansuke’s features. his eyebrows were creased, cold breath leaving his lips brushing against (name)’s own.

“(name)...”

“hansuke..” (name) sputtered, furrowing his brows together feeling how numb his hands were becoming from how he balled them into fists on his chest. “get off of me—”

“please, don’t stop on my account.”

the duo ripped away from each other at the recognizable voice. the soothing vocal stream of words filled (name)’s ears as the two peered over to the figure standing at the door of the living room, hiroto; wearing his usual suit with one of his hands digging into the pockets of his slacks, glasses tipping on his sloped nose with how he glared at hansuke. loosening his tie, flickering his eyes between them and at the décor filling the room. “is this my gift? it’s definitely a surprise, if you ask me.”

“hiroto!” (name) yelled, quickly shoving hansuke beside; ignoring how he winced when he stood up. smoothing down his clothes with his ruffed palms as he stepped towards hiroto cautiously, gulping to sooth down his dry mouth, “you’re home, i—”

hiroto cut him off by grabbing his forearm and shoving him against his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around his shoulders without removing the jealous death stare he had towards hansuke. muffled words left (name) from inbetween his cage, gripping his fingers on hiroto’s blazer.

hansuke laughed awkwardly, rubbing his sweaty hands onto his pants to dry them. “hiroto! um, long time no see, buddy!” he exclaimed in a friendly way, fist bumping the air as he looked at him, hoping to ease the uncomfortable tension between them. “you look, as handsome as ever! heh… how ya’ been?—”

“get out of my house.”

“yes, sir.”

hansuke murmured, lowering his head when he frantically scrambled away from them, grabbing his things from the hanger near the door and slamming it behind him. (name) stiffled a smile at the scene with a breathy laugh leaving him, one that picked into hiroto’s ears, rubbing at his shoulders. “i didn’t know you were this ambitious, such a cruel birthday for me.”

(name) widened his eyes, lifting his head to meet up with hiroto’s gaze, seeing a teary-eyed shine gloss over his pupils along with furrowed brows. “no, hiroto! you’ve got it all wrong—” he stammered separating from him once he felt his arms loosening around his figure, hoisting his hands to rest at hiroto’s face, “he was just here to help me—nothing more!”

“help?” hiroto supressed a laugh, pouting his bottom lip out with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “that didn’t look like help to me.”

the shift in his expression didn’t go unnoticed by (name) as he ripped off from his lover with a look of annoyance. “don’t joke with me!” he cried, lightly punching at his chest with his knuckles. “i really thought you were mad at me for a second.” hiroto blew out air from his open-mouthed grin, tapping his chin with his index finger as he tilted his head. “but i love seeing you try to defend yourself, it’s my favorite game to play.”

hiroto grabbed at the space between (name)’s chin and lips, tugging him closer to attach their lips together. the feeling of possessiveness brushed against every connection their mouths made, changing the air in the room along with the heat pooling around their bodies sending fire to their core’s. “you know i belong to you, hiroto..”

he hummed against (name)’s lips, pressing another peck before separating, “and you know how i feel when you’re bring other men here.” hiroto whispered bending to press his mouth over (name)’s neck, biting on the skin earning an unexpected jolt over the others body. “naughty boys like you need to be punished.”

“eh, hiroto?—”

“if you want me…” hiroto grabbed at his wrists, dragging (name)’s hand to lay against his crotch. grunting at the feeling of his hand rubbing over the prominence of his bulge, the low tone in his voice made (name) ache with the warm feeling. “then you’re gonna have to work for it.”

“hiroto—ah!”

(name) yelped at the feeling of a hard smack colliding with the hot irritation of his ass, body stiffening and hands attempting to shift away from the tight grip hiroto had on it. every hit echoed in the quietness of their shared bedroom, a shadow painted across from them of the position they were in; hiroto sat on the end of the bed with half of his suit discarded on the ground, two buttons of his collar exposing the top of his chest and sleeves rolled to rest over his elbows.

and (name). half naked with his pants gone, only having his shirt cover him and his embarrassment. face flushed with heat filling his cheeks as he was bent over hiroto’s lap, torso aching at the uncomfortable sense of his thighs digging into it.

“y’know.. i think hansuke might have a crush on you.” hiroto spoke up, fingers tracing over the (name)’s tailbone. he winced, chest heaving with unstable breaths at the feeling of hiroto’s perfectly cut nails against him. “do you think he’d like seeing you like this? i know i would if i were him.”

(name) only let out a whine, lowering his head with his breath caught in his throat. “i’ve seen the way he looks at you.” he stated, “he probably wants you all to himself.” hiroto shifted their position, changing (name) from being on his lap to laying flat on their bed. running his hands over his thighs to his stiff cock, tracing his fingers from the base to the tip. “too bad, i don’t like sharing.”

hiroto faltered his movements, retracing his hand and plopping himself on the side next to (name). (name) blinked at him, sitting up on his elbows as they stared at eachother, hiroto with arousal in his gaze and (name) with confusion in his own at the change of scene. “hiroto?”

“undress me.”

“huh?”

“undress me.” hiroto repeated with a grin, “you didn’t expect the birthday boy to do all of the hard labor, did you?”

(name) felt his mouth go dry, lips agape with a small head shake of agreement. swallowing the lump in his throat as his shaking hands reached out to hiroto’s shirt, mimicking the things hiroto would do to him in his place. one by one, the buttons were removed — making hiroto shudder at the cold coming in contact with his bare chest, small kisses planted onto his faintly marked skin.

fingers drifting to rub against his nipples, soft whimpers coming out of hiroto at all of the attention being sent his way. (name) glanced at him, hands hovering over hiroto’s hard-on straining through his pants with uncertainty. “hiroto… can i?”

“when have i ever said no to you?”

(name) quickened the pace he had in unzipping hiroto’s pants — revealing his aching cock, the tip pink and pretty with small bits of precum leaking from it. hiroto smirked, watching (name) straddle over him with his knees planted next to his hips; hovering over his cock as he pressed his hands down onto his abdomen. “there’s no need to rush, we have all the time in the world.” hiroto said dragging his hands down his stomach in a teasing manner.

the two let out quick moans once (name) had lowered himself, grabbing hiroto’s cock to fit perfectly inside him — lightly stretching him open with how tight he was, “fuck.” (name) whined shoving himself up and down, hitting the spot that his dick was somehow able to reach everytime; it was like every part of hiroto was molded just for him. chest heaving at every bit of pleasure sending signals around his body, tiny squelching sounds filling their ears from hiroto’s dripping cum filling (name)’s insides.

“c’mere.” hiroto sat up, grabbing the back of (name)’s head to bring him into a open-mouthed kiss; their tongues drifting around in the others, saliva mixing together with no seem of breaking. hiroto rubbing at (name)’s own, his cock filling his hand as he jerked him off with movements repeating how he rode on his dick,

“perfect f’me.” he moaned during pecks, strings of the liquid melting in their mouths connecting to their lips. (name) whimpered wrapping his arms onto hiroto’s shoulders, arching his back as he deepened their kiss; not caring of the fight their lungs were making for air as they felt intoxicated by each other, nothing else mattered but them. “yeah, all for you.”

the sound of cars driving by and beeping for whatever reason didn’t phase the duo, being with each other was all they need. no ounce of care left in their bodies to disturb them, nothing about the situation with hansuke filled their memories either, just the tension and jealous-filled decisions that turned into nothing but love. how long have they going at this for? it felt likes hours have gone by, yet the time on the clock was still the same. the coil in (name)’s stomach was loosening, a snap reaching out to overcome him as he furrowed his brows. “ah!—hiroto… hiroto!-“

“i know— me too, me too..”

hiroto latched onto his throat like a vampire, biting down on the fresh hickey he had left there earlier; body spasming with cum spurting out of his cock, painting (name)’s walls white with excess dripping out slightly as (name) continued to move onto him at a faster speed. his own release coming out of his irritated tip, the liquid staining the middles of the two like messy artwork as they panted. hiroto resting his head into the side of (name)’s neck, pushing his cheek against it and licking at his puffed lips enjoying the leftover silence entering the room.

(name) treaded his fingers through hiroto’s slightly knotted up hair, pressing lazy kisses to his scalp not realizing ( or caring that ) his cock was still stuck inside him with his cum leaking out of hole. he readjusted his posture, eyes brightening as a smile stretched across his face, separating hiroto from his neck with a gentle tug. “i almost forgot—” hiroto raised a brow at the removal of warmth, humming in confusion seeing the bright grin spread onto (name)’s face. tilting his head to the side, waiting for what was next as he admired his features.

“shinju says happy birthday. ”

a/n: happy valentines day how the hell do you write smut

(creds to czennies_assemble)

© @deckedcards 2025 all rights reserved ☆ i do NOT give permission to repost, translate, copy or share my work on other platforms.

[coshinova]

the thought of shinichi getting jealous when kaitou kid gets all teasing with another detective always has me wanting to write a fic but I never get the time to do so.

detectives are always chasing after kid, but no one ever gets close enough like shinichi does, but what if someone catches on? someone figures that little conan knows where the thief is and follows and ends up using conan as a way to get to kid.

shinichi would probably brush it off at first, but when it happens constantly, and he doesn't even get the chance to talk to kid in between the heist and kid's escape.

he's get annoyed, jealous, mad, and everything else that would probably come to mind because it's his thing to do, he's the one who's supposed to catch up to kaitou kid.

that detective could be hakuba, or maybe even hattori. if heiji ever plans to attend a heist- but its mostly hakuba, because he's the one who's trying to prove things with kid being kaito.

he's like any other detectives, planning to catch kid, and arrest him, and yeah maybe shinichi puts on that thought too, but shinichi is nothing like most detectives, as conan, he can't catch kid in the way that others try to, not that he wants to.

I don't think kid would notice how conan feels at first, he'd be too caught up with a heist and he'd just forget, especially if some other detective is trailing after him and has figured where he was before he planned to.

he'd call out for "tantei-kun" at first, then pauses because that isn't conan he's talking to, it's another detective and he just gets caught with that to the fact that he doesn't notice.

shinichi wouldn't say anything, maybe he'd think he was replaced, but he wouldn't confront anyone at all, and maybe he's feel emotions he didn't expect, and maybe that's when he realizes he has feelings for kid and it makes him want to cry and even distance himself.

because the kid heists was his escape from the horrors that come with murder scenes, and the kid heists were a way to take a break from all the black org stuff.

he feels replaced in a way, but he doesn't know how to describe it and maybe won't attend heists in general until he figures out his feelings.

ran would notice, little cheerful conan who'd get all excited at the mention of a heist note and rush to figure out the riddle, only for him to switch and lock himself up in his room and just fucking cry at the mention of a heist. that wasn't normal.

she'd try to take him to another heist to cheer him up one time, conan wouldn't have even figured out the riddle yet, not having enough time to put pieces together and he's just so mentally drained to do anything. he just goes to a rooftop near by, aiming to watch from afar, he's too tired to bicker around with kid.

at the site of the other detective following him he just snaps, he can't take it anymore, he feels like he's being used and just yells it out, doesn't even notice kid's presence before he's storming away, frustrated and mad and he can't stand anything, he can't go home and leave ran, and he just wants to rest.

kid is right after him, barely escaping from the other detective with a light bang and a dummy with his glider, rushing after conan because that's his tantei-kun crying about god knows what.

-

Yeah that's all that came to mind, I love angst guys ahaha no happy ending ever appears in my thoughts 👍👍👍

[cosmowgyral]

Falling into Sin with the Black Tiger ~ Gilbert's 4th Birthday

▪︎ Chapter 2

This is a fan translation so please don't expect it to be 100% accurate. Creative liberties have been taken. All content belongs to Cybird. Reblogs are appreciated. Hope you enjoy!

Gilbert: Ahaha, I was found right away.

The moment I heard a voice from behind me, I was embraced by a cold body.

When I turned around and looked up, there was not a trace of remorse on Gilbert’s face.

Emma: Is work going well for you?

Gilbert: Today my work is to look after you.

Gilbert: But, taking others’ opinions on account while deciding on a present, that’s not good, little rabbit.

(You’ve been watching me all this time.)

I felt both embarrassed and giddy, and my cheeks relaxed.

Emma: But, I don’t know much about gemstones.

Emma: I want to choose something good as it’s a gift for you, Gil. But I don’t know what is good or bad.

Gilbert: Then I’ll teach you.

Emma: That would take the fun out of it.

Gilbert: That’s not true. Rather, you can now go on a date with me, so it’s more fun, right?

(Surely, that’s a possible way to think about it?)

My face becomes sloppier as Gilbert asks me to “enjoy our date”.

(It might be better to wait and see his reaction while choosing.)

Emma: If that’s the case, may I ask you a favour?

Gilbert: Heehee, with pleasure. I’m glad.

Gilbert: I was worried you might try to rely on someone other than me again.

(He really is a troublesome villain.)

I walk through the town, holding Gilbert’s cold hand tightly.

Emma: Which gemstone is your favourite, Gil?

Gilbert: I’ve never considered it.

Emma: Obsidian or something….

Gilbert: Heehee, isn’t that a bit too simple?

Emma: You always give them to me.

Gilbert: I just want to dye you in my colours. It’s not about likes or dislikes or anything like that.

I showed him one gem after another, closely watching his reaction, but there was no change in his refreshing smile.

Gilbert: Which gemstone is your favourite?

Emma: …..When you ask me that, I don’t know what to say.

Gilbert: Right?

(All gemstones are beautiful and sparkly…but my favourite….)

What caught my eye was a rose-red gemstone with a matching blue stone.

(…Maybe I just like Gilbert rather than the gemstones.)

Gilbert: Hey, aren’t you tired from walking? Let’s take a break.

Emma: Uh…that’s right! Let’s do that.

I was so embarrassed that my voice came out higher than usual.

Gilbert gave out a small snort and went to a nearby food stall.

He ordered food so naturally that it was hard to believe he was part of the royal family. Then he promptly received the dishes.

Gilbert: Here you go.

Emma: Thank you. This is?

Gilbert: Dampfnudel…a kind of steamed bread that sells well this time of the year.

Gilbert: There are a variety of sauces but I ordered two kinds, a sweet one and a weird one.

(This is the first time I'm seeing this. It’s a standard thing in Obsidian.)

We sat down next to each other on a nearby bench and I immediately took a bite of the bread smothered in the sweet sauce.

Emma: Mmmm, it’s fluffy, chewy, and delicious!

Gilbert: What about the weird one?

I opened my mouth obediently to take a bite of the bread offered to me by Gilbert, and the sweet and spicy taste balanced well on my tongue.

Emma: It’s so spicy that it warms up my cold body right away.

Gilbert: Heehee, your thoughts are so cute and honest, aren’t they?

Emma: I’d like to hear your thoughts as well, Gil.

To return the favour, when I bring the steamed bun to Gilbert’s mouth, he bites it off all at once, along with my fingers.

(I..thought I was done for….I don’t feel the cold anymore, it’s actually getting hotter.)

Gilbert: They’re delicious, but….I’ve become tamed by your sweets, you know.

Gilbert: Eating street food makes me miss it.

Emma: That’s an honour.

Gilbert: Will you bake me a cake for my birthday again?

Emma: Of course. Not just cake, but lots of other foods too. Do you have any requests?

Gilbert: You’re always like that.

Emma: For your birthday, I want to pack in as many as your ‘number one’ things as possible.

Gilbert: Hmm…..

Gilbert: I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and I really think that right now is the happiest I’ve been in my life.

Gilbert leans in and rests his head on my shoulder.

Gilbert: It’s not that I’m being shy or considerate.

Gilbert: But what you want, you want me to be more selfish than this, right?

Emma: That’s right.

Gilbert: To bother me like this…

Emma: I’m sorry. But I won’t say ‘you don’t have to think about it’.

(Gilbert always thinks about his country and other people, but never about himself.)

(That’s why, when asked ‘what do you want?’, I knew you couldn’t answer.)

(People who don’t know how to live selfishly, are confused, worried, and at a loss for words.)

(I want you to be very selfish.)

Emma: I’ll wait as long as it takes for an answer.

Gilbert: Little rabbit, you have a mean look on your face.

Emma: That’s because I’m the fiancée of a great villain.

Gilbert laughed and quietly closed his eyes.

Spending casual time listening to the peaceful hustle and bustle of the crowd was blissful, and yet I felt a little pain.

*scene shifts to the dining room in the palace*

Emma: Lies….

[Chapter 1] [Masterlist] [Chapter 3]

[somerandomdudelmao]

(dystopian AU ask)

so, you know how green is [battery good👍 very charged]

yellow is [oooo- getting a little low there buddy]

and red is [uh oh problem- error]

and I know your sona's eyes and accents color are yellow BUT

could it be that dystopian robot Cass is never fully charged? always just barely has enough power to do stuff?

they're not acting tired but a bit more power wouldn't hurt

just a thought

I mean-

I'm sure it must take a lot of power already to encapsulate/contain the void of black ink in a robot..

Oh my god......

You know what?? I love it, this is canon now.

They're not acting tired, yes. Bc they have energy. Barely, but enough for functioning.....but if somehow they'll become fully charged - the true power of the crazy eldritch horror will be fucking immaculate ahaha

[dailydegurechaff]

Tanya²

Today's Daily Degurechaff is… I’ll do you one better: Tanya³

(+ a small fic I never finished.)

Erich… isn’t sure what he’s seeing. He knows he’s wearing his glasses and he definitely has not been drinking… So what in the world is going on here? Why is he suddenly seeing things in triplicate?

Three of them. There are three little Degurechaff Devils in an office where there should only be one. 

When he’d knocked on her door, she’d called out that she needed a second. He hadn’t listened to her and opened it anyway. He’s regretting that now. Staring at them, both his head and his stomach are starting to hurt. 

All three of them are staring back at him. One is looking at him in abject horror, the next one’s eyes flash in recognition and she actually smiles (even more shocking, she does it in a way that isn’t uniquely terrifying, but perhaps actually cute), and the final squints at him a bit, as though she doesn’t know him. 

One of the three, the one who looks absolutely horrified, opts to greet him after a moment, “Ahaha—… Colonel Lergen… did you need something?” She sounds like she might be freaking out a bit. Erich feels similarly to her.

The second Degurechaff, the one who had smiled at him, turns her head to look at the first. She looks confused now. “Did you just say ‘Lergen?’ Not Rerugen?”

The first responds again. While she sounded nervous a second ago, it’s forgotten as she turns to her counterpart, “Seriously? You’ve been speaking this language for over a decade and your accent is that bad? Yes, I definitely said Lergen. Why would you pronounce it Rerugen?”

Now it’s the third one’s turn to speak, “No, I agree, it’s definitely pronounced Rerugen, but… this isn’t him. Rerugen has dark hair and brown eyes… and if I’m going to be honest, a fairly unfortunate haircut too. This guy looks too normal to be Rerugen.”

Degurechaff One immediately disagrees, “What are you even talking about? Lergen’s always had blonde hair and blue eyes.”

The second one backs her up, “Yeah, I agree this is definitely the right sort of coloration, but… now that I’m looking at him, Rerugen is supposed to be more handsome than this.”

“Handsome?! Has Being X poisoned your brain that badly?” Number Three yells at Number Two.

Two snaps back at her immediately, “That’s not what I meant at all, and you should know that! I meant by conventional standards! You know, stronger jawline, sharper features!”

Did— did she just say he was ugly?

Before the other two start arguing, the first one cuts them off, “Hold on. Are we sure we’re all talking about the same person here? Maybe you both are thinking of someone else, this is Colonel Erich von Lergen, my superior, formerly a part of Personnel, but now he works in Operations in the General Staff. He’s been looking out for me for a while now. For example, he made an effort to keep me off the frontlines, and when I was stationed in the southeast, he gave me a preliminary warning that Dacia would invade. Things like that. He’s a very good superior. Does any of that seem familiar?”

“Ah… that does seem to match up with who I was thinking of. I wonder why he’s so different from what I know…”

Now that Erich’s kind of over the shock now, he’s a bit tired of being talked about like he isn’t here. Interrupting the conversation between them, he finally speaks, “Degurechaff… what is going on here?”

All three seem to remember that Erich is actually here and a part of the conversation suddenly. They turn back to look at him, but none of them seem to really know what to say, faces varying shades of hesitation, confusion, or irritation.

The way they act and carry themselves is… actually slightly different. Looking closer at them, maybe it’s only that there’s one Degurechaff and two extremely close doppelgängers? If he studies them, yes they’re close enough to be siblings, but there’s differences between each.

The first one is the one he recognizes, the one who looks as he expects her to and also is getting his name and appearance correct. She’s just the slightest bit taller than the other two, but it’s a marginal thing. She’s paler than the other two in all aspects, a corpse-like pallor to her skin, hair colored platinum blonde, and eyes the color of ice. When he meets her gaze, it’s easy to tell her apart. It’d be impossible to mistake those disconcerting eyes that look a bit dead, or perhaps look like she’d want everyone around her dead if it’d bring her a bit of peace. So this one he mentally categorizes as ‘Original Degurechaff,’ or perhaps more accurately ‘The Degurechaff That I Know.’

The second one that he heard speak— the one who had called him ugly?— is the smallest of the three. Of course, Degurechaff has always been small, but this one beats the other two. Actually, she even looks younger than the others, if that was even possible, and honestly she kind of acts like it as well. She has shorter, curlier hair than the others, and it’s much brighter in color— much closer to gold than platinum blonde. Compared to the one he knows, she seems more… emotive, perhaps the best word for it is. So this one has to be ‘Little Degurechaff’ or something to that effect.

The third one is about a midpoint between the two in hair color and stature, though her hair is a right mess. A prominent flyaway sticks out of the top of her head, refusing to lay flat. Framed by pale lashes, her eyes are a more vibrant blue than either of the others, but they’re just as cold-looking and tense. He wouldn’t call any Degurechaff patient, but this one gives him the impression she’s much more irritable than the others. Her uniform is also starkly different from the other two, who are almost matching, but all three carry a recognizable Silver Wings Badge. This one… perhaps he should denote her as the ‘Irritable Degurechaff’? She’s always been irritable, though, hasn’t she?

The designations are a start, but still he has to wonder... Why? Why is this happening?

Ah, hold on. Is that it? Is this a punishment from God, specifically designed to torment me?

[mircsy]

Hi! First of all, I hope you're having a great day and if not then that it will get better very soon 💙

I was wondering about one thing - how does being popular in the fandom/liked by people here make you feel? I mean, is that annoying or maybe more heartwarming? Did you want it when you first started animating? And when people want to befriend you do you feel bad about it/tired of it or maybe you are happy about it (or something totally else)? I'm just curious, if you don't want to answer, you don't have to, obviously!

Oh, these are some interesting questions that I have never really considered before, hmm…

I definitely didn’t do my first EPIC animatic to become popular, I never thought it would become popular, let alone lead to working with Jorge later. Until now I was used to that my works don’t get much attention, and I just accepted that. If twenty, thirty, at top fifty people see them, that’s already a huge success for me even now. What heartwarming is when people freak out when I pop in the EPIC discord server chats now and then, although those times I freak out as well because I’m always surprised someone recognises me ahaha. Or when I see people discuss what they like about my works BUT reading reasonable, constructive critisism is also very much appreciated and welcome.

When the fandom was smaller I made some good friends, and keep contact with them even today. Nowadays not many want to befriend me, though there is a bunch of EPIC and other artists who’ve been brought together about half a year ago to play gartic phone (I’ll always be deeply grateful to you @abandoned-raccoon ) and that group works like a found family now😂

And honorable mentions to @arwenmusic and Casper Fox, top tier song writers and musicians

If fans tried to reach out to me to befriend me, however, even if not annoying, it would definitely be overwhelming. Therefore, I am standoff-ish when it happens. Especially because on the internet one can never know the true intention of another.

[majeoeje]

Thousand suns

Tanjiro X Reader

I'd give you my heart even if i knew you’ll break it

He changed you. In was subtle and painfully slow, but it was far too late for you once you realized the hold that Kamado Tanjiro had on you. He practically got you wrapped on his fingers without him realizing

"I accidently bought an extra haori, on my last mission, i thought it would look nice on you" he said, with that priceless smile of his

Now you never left the house without it.

"That's a really beautiful hairpin [name], it suits you well!"

Now you always wear it.

"I love how this tea is so fragrant, thank you so much for bringing it to me" he says, still smiling despite breaking countless of bones in his body

Now a cup of warm jasmine tea always mysteriously appear beside his table every day he lay to rest in the infirmary.

You truly could get lost in the echoes of his voice calling your name as your heart swells in contentment.

GOD. It was embarassing. Some part of you resented how easily swayed you were when it comes to him, acting like a lovesick fool, wearing your heart on your sleeve. But how could you not? When the boy right in front of you has the purest heart out of everyone you ever met in your life. If it was him, you wouldn't mind having your heart break again and again until it could only be recognize as a pile of mush.

But nonetheless, you wouldn't give him your heart. you wouldn't want him to see how tainted you truly are, a tarred and rotten soul.

The only thing beautiful that truly came from your heart was your newfound love for him. But of course you knew it wasn't right for him to be with someone like you, it wasn't right... you should do everything in your power to stop it. But your selfish desires wanted to keep this feeling. Even if it's only for yourself, and you hated that.

"[Name] you're spacing out again.... are you alright?"

He touched your hand, you could feel the calloused hard skin of his palm under your bandaged hand. The warmth in itself could set you ablaze

"Ah- sorry Tanjiro, my mind was.. somewhere else.."

"That is quite alright.... But are you feeling better now? That tree demon was quite the handful is it not? Haha!” he says, trying to lighten the mood, as he always do. You layed helplessly with 8 broken bones and a harsh scar that dragged from your right shoulder to your left waist, his existance could soothe all wounds in your body.

"You're right!.. Ahaha..ha.." you laughed uncharacteristically dry, trying to make your point accross for him to just go away.

But he only sat himself closer to you, before he starts chatting away about his wonderful day with the water hashira Giyuu, and his soba eating contest. It was heartfelt, heartwarming and so so precious. How you wanted to just listen to his voice all day...

"Tanjiro-!..."

He was cut off from his story, looking at you confused

"I think.. it's time for you to go. I am rather-...tired, i wish to rest"

The doubt and hurt expression in your face sent strings of guilt in Tanjiro’s heart, he was so immersed in your company that he didn’t realize your discomfort.

"I apologize for keeping you at bay, please rest well [Name]!” he said, before he sweetly tucked your blanket and fixed your pillow for you

“I’ll write to you! I hope the letters doesn’t get lost in the way this time too”

The familliar sounds of his steps gradually becoming more faint as he went away

"I'm the worst." You say (you are, there’s no doubt about it)

You sat yourself eyes glued to the drawer filled with Tanjiro's unanswered letters. You slowly took one, and held it close to your heart. You could still smell the dried wisteria flowers that he gifted you along side it.

"Well that was..” a voice suddenly said not visible to your line of vision

“INCREDIBLY STUPID.” Goto said, an unlucky Kakushi that by some unfortunate chance had to listen to your pathetic teenage love story.

"HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN THERE???!!" you said, surprised. Has your instincs as a demon slayer weakened over the course of your bedridden days? It has only been a week??

"Maybe if you weren't so enamoured by him, then you'd notice i've been standing here the whole damn time." The vein bulging out of anger in hid forehead was far from not visible.

He was right, despite your efforts in trying to avoid him, everyone could notice how your eyes still wouldn’t budge away from him

"Can you not?..Don't you see that i'm a heartbroken mess??"

"AND WHOSE FAULT IS THAT" he said, as he poked your face aggresively.

You looked at him offended before turning the other way. You both knew the answer

He sighed. He was a 23 year old man, consulting 2 teenagers on their love life. Dream job right here..

But despite his irritated tone. You could tell there was sincerity in his words. You had grown used to his counseling daily over these week.

Well it's not like you could go anywhere else.

"Look kid, i know, you think that you're not good enough for him because of something you did in the past.. but, that kid looks at you-"

"He looks at everyone like that-" you cut off again, before earning an earnest pinch on your arm"

"OW OW-"

"LET ME FINISH." He sighed again "he looks at you as if you hunged the stars, it's wildly obvious. i think that despite what you believe, out of everyone... maybe Tanjiro could forgive you for what you did in the past."

Forgiveness.. could anyone ever forgive you for what you did? You were at fault for the destruction of your whole village. To say that someone in this world would think anything else but vicious of you would be something more self serving.

You were glad you were still face the other way. Because at least you could pretend that you weren't crying over this.

"... you're just saying that to make me feel better..." you said pathetically as you layed on that infirmary bed miserably. You haven't missed a day where you haven't wondered if the outcome would've been different.

"Maybe. But you wouldn't know until you've said something. Don’t throw this away, is all i’m saying" he shrugged, before leaving the infirmary. Leaving you to reflect

You look to the side to find Tanjiro's blade being left behind. He left his sword.. you thought

But it's okay.. you can just ask someone else to retreive it. It's no big deal just don't think about him!

Alone at last..

Alone again.

You were always okay with that. But having to meet Tanjiro, some parts of you could bear to stand it no longer. As if a gnawing feeling to seek his presence haunts your dreams and every waking moment. How could you wish to recover from this? How can you recover from him?

You couldn't..

What if he needed his sword..? You said internally, knowing well he was just going to The Water Hashira’s residence for a meet up. What if he encouter a demon on the way there? Better safe than sorry... you thought, knowing well it's 7 in the morning

The sounds of your steps echoing through the corridor of the butterfly estate, at first Aoi was too busy cooking to notice but the sounds of your painful screech and every huff through your painful steps on the hardwood floors

But your instincts maybe had really dulled because you didn’t hear Aoi coming out of the kitchen

"Going somewhere?"

Aoi says, with the knife that she forgot to set aside in his hand. The murderous aura coming out of her wasn't helping whatsoever...

"....Just taking a walk?.... AhaHA- please put that down, Aoi... "

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE RESTING!!" She yelled at you, scolding you for your behaviour knowing damn well you're supposed to be resting.

What you didn't know however was that Tanjiro was already on his way inside the Butterfly Mansion once again, remembering to retrieve his sword.

Though his hearing wasn't that very good after the fight with upper moon 4 making him walk straight to your heated scolding session.

"Sorry Aoi.." you said, in what you could only describe as your defeated cries.

"Aoi-san? What's wrong?.." he said, finally realizing the situation after seeing you sat on the floor while Aoi stood up waving her arms around like a parent after finding out their child did something bad.

Aoi let out a groaned before instructing Tanjiro to escort you back to your bed.

Seeing you carry around his sword though lets him know of your intentions. Seeing that precious smile plastered on his face made you somewhat embarassed... it's as if he could read you easily like an open book. It was as if even if you tried to do anything discreet, he'd found you out everytime. It was as if no matter how many times you run and hide your adoration from him.. that smile would appear and ruined it all.

"Thank you [name], you didn't have to do that...." he said as he sat you on the infirmary bed. "You're

"It's nothing really... but-" you tried to give a rebuttle, trying to downplay your situation.

"And here i was afraid you might be avoiding me for some reason...." he said, maybe he didn't realize it. But that smile could melt you sooner than the power of a thousand suns "I'm glad!.. i really am.."

Oh.. there it is that tingly feeling again.

you're fucked.

"I'm sorry Tanjiro... but, you're actually correct" you could even say he's on the nose... haha.

"I must admit that i have been avoiding you. And trust me it's nothing against you.." oh it's everything against him.

"I want you to know that.. so please do not worry"

You held his hand, the thought he would pull away from your touch hanted your mind, but he sat there intertwining his fingers with yours. You could get lost in him. His touch, his voice, his warmth.. and those eyes.

"Then... would you tell me what happened?.." he asked, the melody of his voice lulling you in a daydream

"I.. i think i fell in love w-" SHIT. That was your outside voice.. you blame him for distracting you in such manner.

"HUH-" Tanjiro were surprised with your words.. pushing a precariously obvious intrest in his tone of voice "W-with who?.. ahaha-" he laughed nervously

"I- it doesn't matter!!" You shook your head violantly feeling him coming closer. The proximity only pushing you to spill all your guts altogether...

"I- it's just that.. it doesn't matter because he doesn't love me back.. you know?... there's no way he would ever accept a heart like mine" you say incredibly negative, waving your hand around like some idiot. Breaking the handholding that was previously established. “Which is why i’m a little down in the dumps lately… but i know i’ll get over it so don’t worry!”

"Ah-" you felt Tanjiro catching your hands in the air and putting them together”

“Anyone who rejects your heart are clearly stupid!” Tanjiro says, rather angrily. “Please don’t be upset.. that person couldn’t began to imagine your value!!”

Well you technically weren’t rejected yet, he may has misunderstood.

“You really don’t have to comfort me Tanjiro.”

“I’m serious..” he pried, wanting you to see his truth “you’re kind. More than you think. You’re sensitive… loyal.. not to mention determined-“

“Tanjiro-“

“It’s lovely. Your heart that is..”

You were taken aback by his words. It’s as if you could hear a sweet melody playing along with the uncontrollable beat of your heart as your cheeks grew warm unwillingly

This moment was nothing but tender, you wanted nothing but to melt in his arms.

“You’re probably the only one who thinks of me that way, Tanjiro.”

Your words rang nonsense through his ears. How can that be true when you take his breath away in every second of the day? If he could then he’d happily spend hours of his day explaining every wonderful aspects of you. He’ll hammer that idea in your head if he could.

"Then.." he trailed of. Breaking eye contact. You missed the way flush spread all over his complexion all this time, only realizing the embarassement and hesitance that was plastered obvious so

"Can i have it?"

"W-wha.."

"Your heart.. May i have it?" He said, fixing his words as he looks into your eyes in anticipation. "That is.. if you're willing to have me of course."

Woah.

...

WOAH?

WAIT....WOAH!?!?!

At this point you don't think you could even give your heart to anyone else...nor even him because your heart has probably already exploded at that moment.

It took you more than a while to process with Tanjiro looking at you, concerned for you, he didn't even know if you were lucid by how many times he called out to you.

"SAY SOMETHING YOU IDIOT" Said Goto behind you, as he swiftly hit you right in the head. Yup, that does the job

"But- i- you.. i think maybe you-" your words got caught up in your throat as Tanjiro inspects the back of your head right where goto landed his unforgiving blow, that will surely leave a bruise.

You could hear Tanjiro’s worried comments about how mean it was for Goto to do such a thing as he caress your bruise trying to soothe the pain.

"Fix your breath,kid" he said, clicking his tounge in impatiebce before disappearing again, he knows when you need a moment alone. Reliable as always, though it gets creepy how he shows up out of no where.

Despite his harsh punch, you knew he was right. You took a deep breath and exhaled, calming your nerves, while Tanjiro sat beside you attentively

“Tanjiro..” you called his name, you never wish for it to be the last time you do. So you might as well tell your truth

"You.. you're the kindest person i ever known. But i have a background that is beyond tainted, it's not right for me to keep that from you. Please understand that i'm a person who will forever bear the consequences of my sins, i... there's no reality where i can think that i deserve you."

That would go along a fact that maybe there wasn’t a reality where you didn’t yearn for him.

"Don't say that.. please don't say that!" He yelled, now clenching your hands despretely

“If i have to, then i’ll bear half of your sins so that you didn’t need to feel that way.” He loved you, despretely. And it pains him that you thought of yourself that way when he worship the ground you walk upon

“I want you to know that there’s no reality where i don’t love you”

You intended to say ‘i love you too’ you loved him above all else. But the words got caught up in your throat,replaced by your choked sobs

Tanjiro sat there, comforting you, wiping away your tears patiently.

To help people was something that Tanjiro always aspires to do. He does it even without thinking.. but when it was with you, he can't help but overthink his actions would they like this? Would it be weird if i complimented them? Would it be too obvious? At some point he worries the nice things that he tries to do for you ultimately come from the a selfish desire to woo you. He worries it wasn't genuine and it was self serving. He worries that he wasn't doing this right.

But what he worried the most was that he couldn't stop it. He couldn't stop basking in your smile, your light, your attention, your presence. He knew he was getting spoiled.

"Would you take me, even like this?" You said, you didn’t have to give your heart to him, it was already his

"I wouldn't have you any other way".

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Chapter 12

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Warnings: Some talking of anxiety but mostly this is a fluffy chapter,

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Jeongin joined Seungmin in the kitchen, helping with the final pieces of the clean up, before he went to the living room, joining the hug-pile on the couch and letting himself fall asleep as well. Perhaps, the afternoon, will be kinder on all of them.

Third person POV

Seungmin stayed awake, looking over his loved ones during their nap, he checked in on Jisung and the others as well, most of them were asleep, though Chan was half awake as he recently woke up from his nap. “How’s everyone else doing?” Chan whispered, “They’re asleep on the couch, Innie is there too, I prepared some tea for everyone, I was thinking of going out and getting some cookies as well, Felix is asleep so he can’t bake any and we don’t have any left at home,” “Sounds good, Min, be careful,” 

And so, Seungmin left to buy the group some cookies, a much-needed sweet treat after the morning they had, hoping it would cheer both Jisung and (Y/n) up. Chan checked Jisung’s temperature, happy to see it was going down, he went out to the living room, smiling as he found the pile of his loved ones on the couch. He carefully woke Minho up, the dancer mumbled a curse at him, but once he opened his eyes and found Chan in front of him, he stopped complaining and did his best to leave the couch without waking anyone else up. 

The two eldest made their way into the kitchen, Minho saw the preparations for tea, the cups, the bag of tea, everything was prepped and ready. “Seungmin’s out to buy some cookies, he also prepared tea before he left, I woke you up because I wanted to talk about what happened, I never thought this could affect Ji so much, perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to take her in or?” Chan looked down at the kitchen counter, he was tired, sad, and worried. He felt responsible as the oldest and the leader, should he have been thinking differently about this whole thing? 

“I don’t think it was a mistake, she completes us, we all love her and she loves us, we’re family now. Everyone has baggage and some of us are more open to sharing it with each other, Jisung cares a lot, and so he took on too much of her anxiety and past on himself, he’s an empath, we all should have been more careful but none of us regret saying yes to adopting her, this isn’t your fault, it’s no one’s fault,” 

Minho put his hand on Chan’s shoulder, trying to reassure him that everything would be okay. “Thank you, Minho,” Minho smiled, “Let’s go wake everyone up so that everyone’s awake when Seungmin gets back,” 

Minho went into Jisung’s room to wake Jisung, Changbin, and Felix up, while Chan went to the living room to wake (Y/n), Hyunjin, and I.N up. “Hey, guys, time to wake up,” Chan said as he sat down beside them on the couch, Hyunjin was the first to wake up, followed closely by Jeongin, and finally, (Y/n) after some gentle shakes to wake her up from her deep slumber. “Hmm, what’s going on?” (Y/n) mumbled lowly, her voice husky from sleep, “It’s time to wake up, we can’t sleep through the entire day,” Chan said, assuring smile on his face as (Y/n)’s eyes searched for any anger or emotions alike it in his eyes. 

Meanwhile, Minho went into Jisung’s room, finding Changbin already rubbing his eyes as he looked up at Minho tiredly from the floor. “Hey, how are you?” Minho asked as he went over to Felix, to wake him up. “Tired and my neck hurts a little, I fell asleep with my neck bent awkwardly,” Changbin answered as he stretched his neck from left to right to try and straighten it out. “That’s why we don’t sleep on the floor,” Minho said teasingly. “Felix, Lixie, wake up,” When saying his name didn’t work, Minho began lightly tickling Felix who jumped awake at the feeling, swatting at Minho’s hands. 

“Sorry, but nap time is over,” Minho said as he walked over to Jisung, who was still sleeping soundly. Minho was relieved to see that Jisung seemed to have calmed down, anxiety is no joke, it can be detrimental, so he was happy that they all had each other, they weren’t alone and they would never be alone again. The same was true for (Y/n), she had been alone for most of her life but now that she had them, she would never live in the shadows again. 

“Ji, time to wake up,” Minho sat down on the edge of the bed beside Jisung, after no luck with trying to wake him up by just saying his name, Minho opted for gently (and then not so gently) shaking Jisung until he woke up. “Uh? What?” Jisung woke up with a jolt after Minho shook him, “Sorry, Ji, but you needed to wake up, Seungmin’s gonna be back with cookies soon,” Jisung instantly perked up at the mention of cookies. “Oh, cookies, that sounds nice, how’s (Y/n)?” Minho smiled at Jisung’s concern for the hybrid. “She’s fine, just tired, like you, we’ve all been tired lately from working so hard, so we deserved a day off,” 

Jisung smiled, relief washed over his face, “That’s good, then,” “Now come on, let’s go join the others in the living room,” Minho got off the bed and waited for Jisung to follow, which he quickly did, Jisung stretched his back and his arms a little before the two walked to the living room just in time for the front door to open, and Seungmin came back home. 

Minho went to help Seungmin bring the bags to the kitchen, while Jisung walked into the living room, happy to find (Y/n) sitting there smiling as she talked with Jeongin and Hyunjin. “Hey Ji, how are you feeling?” Chan asked as soon as he saw Han standing in the doorway to the living room. Jisung walked over and sat down beside Chan, “Better, I’m still tired and a bit hungry I think, but otherwise, I’m good now, I’m sorry that I caused some inconvenience,” “Hey, Han, don’t even apologize for your mental health, I much rather make sure we have a day off at home to handle everything and make sure everyone’s okay, even if that can be inconvenient than us going to the company and having no time to take care of ourselves,” Chan put one of his hands on Jisung’s cheek, to show his sincerity. 

(Y/n) looked over from her spot on the couch, relief and happiness filling her as she saw that Jisung looked okay, she tried to see with her other senses if he truly was okay, her hearing heard his heart beating soundly in a calm and normal matter, her nose told her he was still a bit tired and stressed but way less than earlier in the day. The bunny took in a big breath, happy to see that her family was safe and sound. She stood up and walked over to Jisung and Chan, sitting down on the other side of Jisung, without a word, she embraced Jisung in a tight hug, her muscles once again relaxing as she inhaled his sweet and warm scent, the familiar scent of home. 

“Hey, bunny, I’m sorry if I scared you earlier.” “I’m just happy that you’re okay.” (Y/n) stayed there, embracing Jisung for a few minutes before Sengmin and Minho came into the living room with tea, cookies, and a few sandwiches. It wasn’t until then that (Y/n) let go because finally, everyone was there, everyone was okay. 

The rest of the evening, the group stayed close together, cuddling, watching movies and just enjoying one another’s company. Before they knew it, it was time for bed. Because tomorrow they need to go back to the company, and they need all the rest they can get. 

That night, (Y/n) would sleep in Hyunjin’s room, she was excited about it because she had spent some time in there with him previously when they were painting. She wished she could paint some more with him, not tonight but hopefully soon. Even though they had taken a long nap during the day, (Y/n) was exhausted now so she was sure she would fall asleep quickly. Once dressed in her pajamas, she walked over to Hyunjin’s room, it was empty because he was still getting ready for bed. (Y/n) walked around and looked at the paintings he had out in the room, the bunny was in awe at all the art, she knew he was talented but she was still surprised. 

After looking around for a little, she laid down on her bed, getting cozy in the sheets, she had to fight the sleep away so that she could stay awake and say good night to Hyunjin. Hyunjin finally walked into his room, ready to sleep, he found (Y/n) blinking rapidly, trying so hard to stay awake, he walked over and gently scratched behind one of her ears, he placed a kiss on her forehead. “Good night, Bunny, sweet dreams,” “Night, Jinnie,” The words were mumbled but Hyunjin understood what she meant, and only seconds later, small snores could be heard from the bunny as she fell into a peaceful slumber. 

The next morning, the alarms rang early, causing all residents of the SKZ dorm to groan as they reluctantly woke up. “Morning, (Y/n), did you sleep well?” (Y/n) sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes as she yawned. “Mm, I did, what about you?” Hyunjin too sat up, throwing his legs over the edge of the bed. “I slept very well,” (Y/n) smiled at the response as she once again yawned and tried to find some energy to get through the day. Hyunjin thought she was so cute at that moment, he just wanted to wrap her up and put her in his pocket. 

“Come on, let’s get ready, did you shower last night or do you want to shower now?” “I’ll shower now because I was too tired last night,” “Okay, great, go get some clothes for the day and jump in the shower, I’ll pack some things for today, we have 1 and a half hours until the driver is here, so take your time,” Hyunjin took out a bag and walked out of the room while (Y/n) got up and walked over to Jeongin’s room to get some clothes and once she had a pile in her hands she went to one of the bathrooms and took a shower. 

It wasn’t until the water was running through her hair and down her body that she realized, just how comfortable she was now. She used to be terrified of water, but not once since Minho found her, has she feared it, that’s how comfortable she is around the boys. The baths she has taken, the showers, have all been calming and nice, it has been nothing to fear. The realization made her smile, these boys are her home and they had helped her so much already in their short time together, she never wanted to leave them, she wanted to get closer to them. 

She finished her shower, got dressed, and headed out to meet the others. Most of them were dressed and ready to go, once again they would eat breakfast at the company, (Y/n) thought about the first time they ate the company and how crowded it could be but also how nice it was to meet people who treated her fairly, like an equal. 

“Okay, everyone we still about 30 minutes until the car is here, so anyone not ready should hurry up. Anyone hungry? Make a smoothie or a sandwhich because we won’t be eating breakfast for a few hours,” Chan listed of his morning speech, and at the mention of a smoothie, (Y/n) couldn’t help but want one. They are just too delicious. 

“Here, (Y/n),” Changbin put a smoothie down in front of her, she was shocked, she hadn’t asked for one. “Why?” “I figured you’d want one, if you don’t just give it to someone else,” “No, I really do want it, I just didn’t think you would have prepared one already, thank you, Binnie,” Changbin smiled and put his hand on her head, “Of course, anything for you bunny,” 

(Y/n) didn’t wait a second longer until she began sipping on her smoothie, it was just as good as the others she had tasted. Sometimes she wondered if this was all a dream, or maybe something like heaven, just a few months ago she couldn’t imagine life could be this good, but now, here she was. 

Chan looked over at (Y/n), she sensed his stare immediately and met his gaze, he looked nervous. “Could I talk with you, alone?” (Y/n), became a bit worried, what could this be about? But she nodded and took her smoothie with her to leave the kitchen and talk with the leader. 

Chan sat down on the couch and (Y/n) sat down beside him, still worried about what this talk could be about. “It’s nothing serious, sorry if I made it seem that way, it’s just a little awkward for me to talk about so I didn’t know how to bring it up, the vet mentioned earlier that as you begin to become more healthy, your heats could be triggered, and he messaged me yesterday about having a check in to see how everything seems, and to ask if you want to take surpressants or have your heats come naturally,” Chan’s entire face became red as he continued speaking, (Y/n) was surprised at how cute he looked, he tried to be supportive even though he was embarrassed. 

Not to say that (Y/n) wasn’t embarrassed as well, because she was, a lot. But she was relieved, her anxious mind instantly went to thoughts of being kicked out after the previous days events, but she argued with herself, she should know better, these boys aren’t like the other humans she has met. 

“Oh, um, well, I don’t really know, a lot of other hybrids took surpressants at my previous, um, place-” Chan reached out and held on her trembling hands, to show that he was there, she was safe. “- I won’t call it home, because it wasn’t one, but they seemed to like taking them, but I don’t know anything about heats or surpressants so maybe it’s best if the vet has an opinion on this,” Chan smiled, to reassure her that they wouldn’t do anything that she wasn’t comfortable with. “Yeah, that’s probably the smartest move here, I’ll talk with the vet sometime today and book an appointment, this time we have to go the office though, he can’t do the check ups here,” 

Even though, (Y/n) was a bit scared of going to a vet’s office, it was new and scary, she felt safe because she wouldn’t be going alone, she would have at least one of the boys with her. The past is in the past, she was living a different life now, she had met this vet before and he seemed nice, so it would be fine. “That’s okay, as long as someone comes with me,” Chan smiled, he noticed how her small bunny tail was twitching, he knew she was anxious but he was proud to see that she tried her best to be brave about it. “Of course, anyone in particular you want to come with?” 

(Y/n) took a second to think about it as she took a sip of her, almost empty, smoothie, “You, I want you to be there with me,” Chan felt happiness surge through his body, he knew he was a safe space for the bunny but he had thought she would have asked for Minho, Felix or Jeongin, he didn’t expect her to ask for him. “Then I’ll come with you, now, let’s go down, the car should be here any minute,” 

“Chan,” “Yes?” “Thank you,” “For what?” “Everything,” Chan almost teared up as his eyes once again met the hybrid’s, they were shining with life and happiness, such a stark contrast from how dull they had been when Minho had found her, how scared she used to be to just speak around them, and now, here she was, speaking freely and smiling. “No need to thank us, darling,” (Y/n) blushed at the nickname, yet she yearned to hear it again. 

~ Time Skip ~ 

It was lunch time for Stray Kids, (Y/n) had been sitting in the dance studio, watching the group dance from morning until now, she was glad she drank that smoothie in the morning because they had all been so focused on perfecting the last parts of the dance that they forgot to eat breakfast, but finally it was time for lunch. 

“Ahh, I’m so hungry, I want to eat like a horse or something,” Han exclaimed loudly as the group was walking toward the cafeteria. “Anything in particular that you want to eat today, (Y/n)?” Seungmin asked as he walked beside the bunny at the back of the group. “I don’t know, maybe a soup or stew, it sounds good because it’s cold outside,” “Oh, yeah, a nice stew does sound really nice, they should have something like that,” “Do you think it will be full like last time?” “Probably, it’s unfortunate that they don’t switch the lunch times for everyone around so that not everyone had lunch at the same time,” “Yeah, but it was kind of nice sitting with just you, last time” Seungmin smiled, feeling warm inside from the bunny’s cute confession. “I’m glad to hear that,” 

Chan’s phone suddenly rang and so he stayed behind to take the call while the other eight went to the cafeteria. As usual it was packed with people. (Y/n) found two people that were familiar to her just in front of them in the line to order food. It was two of the girls from Itzy, though she wasn’t too sure which ones they were. As the girls heard the familiar voices behind them, they turned around to say hello. 

“Hi, guys, hey (Y/n),” “Hey, girls, how are you?” Felix asked, they continued their conversation with each other as the line slowly moved forward. (Y/n) tried to remember the names of these two girls but she drew a blank and she didn’t want to seem rude and ask them. “Lia, Chaeryong, nice to see you two, it’s been a while,” Suddenly Chan came up behind her and said the girls’ names, (Y/n) felt her anxiety wash away. “We’re good, how are you (Y/n)? Are the boys taking care of you?” “I’m good, and yeah, they are,” “That’s good to hear, if they start slacking, you just come to us and we’ll take care of it,” Chaeryong said jokingly, (Y/n) smiled at the joke, and seeing how well they got along with the SKZ members, though she knew, that she would never have to ask for help because she knew that SKZ would take good care of her for the rest of her life. 

Just then, it was time to order food for the Itzy girls so the conversation died down. “So (Y/n), I just talked with the vet and we have a time booked for tomorrow, at 2 pm, I have taken a few hours off around it so that we can go,” “Okay, I hope it isn’t to much of a burden for you to take time off for this,” “No, not at all, right now we’re mostly doing the finishing touches for the dance, and we’re scheduling which variety shows to attend, and things like that can be dealt with by Changbin for a day or two,” “Your, um, comeback? is quite soon, right?” “Yeah, it’s just 2 weeks away, and once it starts our schedules are going to look quite different from now, we’ll be travelling around more, you can of course come with us but if it seems like too much for now, you can stay at home or maybe be with the Itzy girls, if you’re comfortable with it,” 

“It sounds like a lot, but I want to try being with you guys, but I also want you to be honest with me if my presence becomes a burden or a distraction, I know you love me and you’re not saying it to be mean, but I don’t want to be the reason you guys can’t work,” Chan reached out and petted the hybrid’s head, “I promise, if it ever becomes a problem, we’ll talk about it,” “Good,” That was the end of the conversation, they ordered their food and went to sit down at a table, fortunately they managed to get one that fit their entire group this time. 

The rest of the day went by quickly, and before anyone knew it, the group was home and ready to head to bed. Now it was time for the sweet bunny to sleep in Jisung’s room, she was excited because she had barely been in his room, since she moved in. “Hey,” Jisung said with a yawn as (Y/n) came into his room, they were both exhausted after the day. “Hi,” (Y/n) answered with a shy wave, feeling a bit awkward for some reason. She noticed a few plushies in the room, but they all seemed to have been recently moved from the bed, as they didn’t seem to belong on the floor, half in a bookshelf, or on the desk by his computer. 

“Um, so, I heard that you cuddled with Changbin, the night you slept in his room, and well, I was wondering if you might want to do it with me as well? Only if you’re comfortable with it of course,” He looked shy and nervous, maybe even anxious if the bunny focused on his scent. While it did seem a bit scary, she was also intrigued and quickly agreed with the rapper’s proposition. “Yeah, I’d like that,” 

(Y/n) went over to her bed and picked up the pillow from it and brought it over to Jisung’s bed, she laid it down beside his own pillow, and then she got into the bed. It felt a bit weird but she was excited to cuddle again, she has come to love being close to the boys. The two laid there, facing each other in silence for a few minutes, just looking around and into one another’s eyes. Blushing. Like two high school kids having their first sleep over with their first love. 

“I’m really happy that you live with us now, I know it hasn’t been that long, but I really do love you, we all do,” Jisung shyly reached out and caressed (Y/n)’s cheek as he gazed into her eyes. “I love you too,” The bunny reached out and mirrored Jisung’s action, caressing his cheek too. They stayed like this for a minute, before their eyes met once again, and they both leaned in, slowly, milimiter by milimeter until finally. Their lips met. In a short and shy kiss, their lips pressed against each other, their eyes fell shut as they basked in the presence and feeling of each other. 

As their lips parted from the short kiss, their cheeks were painted as red as a rose. They looked away from one another, their eyes instead falling on the other’s lips, (Y/n) took a deep breath, searching with all her senses for an answer as to what this meant, while she recieved no such thing, she slowly fell into a deep slumber, surrounded by the scent of Jisung, the warmth of his arm around her, the sound of his breathing and his heart beats, and the feeling deep inside of her, that she yearned for more, to be closer, to all of them. 

And so the two fell into a deep and calm slumber, no nightmares of anxiety in sight, nothing but sweet dreams of their future together. 

~ To be continued ~ 

And that ends chapter 12! What did you guys think? Finally a chapter with little to no angst, did you enjoy it? Or do you miss the angst? 

In the next chapter, (Y/n) and Chan will go to the vet, what will they find there? What will happen with the bunny’s heat? And what will happen once the boys finally have their comeback? 

Thank you to everyone who reads this! I appreciate you all, have a good day/night!