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berberriescorner · 1 year ago

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Until The Cops Come Knocking

Characters: Kevin Atwater x Black!Reader.

Summary: A simple house call turns into a pleasant surprise.

Warnings: Let’s see, just a smidge of spice. Fluffiness and flirtation included. There are a few sprinkles of profanity. There may be instances where you cackle loudly.

Word Count: 2,700+.

A/N: I know. You’re shocked I took time away from my baby daddy, Rio. It’s just something about Atwater and Halstead, though. Wait until you see what else I’m cooking up for those two. I honestly couldn’t tell you how this random idea came about. That’s the joy of being a Libra. My imagination just keeps going and going. IT’S LIBRA SZN BABY♎️! Enjoy my sweet lovelies.

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Boot-covered footsteps thumped down the winding stairwell of the run-down apartment building. The creaking door of the entrance swung open as both detectives released an exhausted and irritated breath. Both men took in their surroundings as they approached the large pickup truck they arrived in. Seeing nothing lurking about, Jay slid into the driver’s side as Kevin took residence in the passenger seat. The men released another irritated sigh before Halstead spoke, “This damn case has us running in circles. There has got to be something we’re missing here.”

“These dead ends are wasting valuable time. If we don’t get a hold of things soon, this sick psycho will slip through our fingers. For all we know, he could be halfway to Mexico by now. None of these witnesses are going to cooperate.”

“We’ll figure something out. We just have to find a way to convince them we can protect them and their families from this monster. We should wrap this up for the night, though. We’re both too tired to follow up on any more pointless leads. I say we head back to the precinct, check in with the team, and call it a night.”

The men agree it’s probably the best bet as Jay turns over the engine. As they begin the journey back to the precinct, a call comes in over the radio. There are multiple reports of a noise complaint about a party at a property in a neighborhood only minutes from their current location. Atwater shrugs his shoulders at Halstead.

“I mean, we are only five minutes away. Might as well check it out real quick.”

“It’s probably some spoiled-ass rich kid throwing a kegger,” Jay responds. “Let’s just get this over with,” he chuckles, shaking his head.

“It’s strange. This address sounds familiar. Have we ever answered any calls or done investigative work on this street,” Kevin questioned.

“I feel like I’ve been here with Haley or Voight, but I can’t say for sure.”

Kevin gave him a slight head nod as his phone vibrated in his left pocket. Checking the notification brings a small smile to his face. Atwater’s eyebrows twist in confusion as he reads the message. Jay glanced in his direction, laughing at his friend's facial expression.

“Bro? Are you good? If you stare at that screen any harder, it may glitch,” he joked. “What’s wrong? Are you in the dog house or something? And please don’t hit me with that, “who says I’m dating anyone nonsense.” The girls are on to you. You’ve been missing happy hour for months now. Giving us the excuse that you’re tired. You’ve turned down every woman within the last four months.”

Kevin ignored most of what Jay said, returning to the initial question.

“It’s this text, bro. Either words are missing, or I’m being butt-texted. Is that even a thing,” he asked, still puzzled.

Before Jay could respond, another text came through. Kevin read the three-word text and guffawed. His tongue wet his bottom lip before the bottom lip tucked between his teeth. He was fighting the heat from the three words on his screen.

Mamas🤤😈🫶🏾: need fuck daddy

Baeee🙈💓🫶🏾: Oh! That’s how you’re feeling, mamas? I thought you were out with your girls tonight.

Mamas🤤😈🫶🏾: M so tips feels so goods need daddy😩🤤.

Baeee🙈💓🫶🏾: Drop your location, baby. I’ll come to get you. I’ll scoop you when I finish up here. Stay put, love.

Mamas🤤😈🫶🏾:

“I see you’ve deciphered the message. What’s up,” Jay asked.

“It’s nothing, dog. It’s just a little inside joke. You wouldn’t get it,” Kevin lied.

“Your reply sounds suspicious as hell. I would question it further, but we’ve arrived at our destination.”

“Damn! You can hear the music from the gate entrance. Don’t they have security? It is a gated community.”

“They’ve visited this house twice already. They told neighbors to call the authorities a third time.”

“This should be fun,” Atwater responded dryly.

Jay was the first one to approach the door. With a gentle nod, both men positioned their hands on their holsters, and Halstead gave a firm knock.

“Sounds like a bunch of drunk women,” Kevin whispered quickly, releasing a small laugh.

“Dear Lord. It sounds like we’re about to interrupt girls' night. Brace yourself, brother, if these women are as drunk as they sound. It could get a little handsy.”

“If one finger lands on you. Upton’s going to kill you. You have to stop falling for your coworkers, Halstead. You take the term work wife too seriously,” Kevin jokes.

The door swings open, halting Jay from giving a rebuttal. Both men angle their heads down, spotting a redhead who is no more than four foot eleven. Her gaze creeps over the detectives slowly as she mumbles, “Good Lord. Money well spent.”

Jay and Kevin look at each other, confused by her words. They identify themselves, but it goes ignored. Another woman joins the redhead. She appears to be Filipino and just as tiny as her friend. Kevin starts to identify himself, but both women turn toward the rest of the group.

The redhead purrs, “Ladies, get your ones ready. The entertainment is here!”

Both detectives look flabbergasted as they try and correct them. The ladies are seriously inebriated. None of the words leaving the detectives’ mouths are getting through. Red continues, “Ms. Maid of Honor! Do us the honors and get the Bride-to-be ready for her lap dance!”

Her fellow tiny friend squeezes between both men, pulling them inside the house.

“Wait a minute, sweetheart,” Jay tries to reason.

“Hold on there, ma’am. You’re mistaken,” Kevin interjects.

Surrounded by a pack of drunk and lust-filled women, Jay attempts to talk over the boisterous crowd, “Ladies! Let’s keep things calm-.” He’s thrown off as someone grabs his ass. “Come now, ladies. Let’s keep things civilized and respectful.”

Kevin cackles as Jay’s face starts to redden. That is until one of the women starts running her hand up and down the veins of his forearm. The women begin catcalling them, going on about how sexy they are. “If I would’ve known they were sending strippers this fucking sexy. I would’ve paid double. Cuff me, Mr. Officer,” the redhead panted.

Kevin stepped back and politely removed the thirsty woman’s hand from his person. He started to reiterate that they were the actual police. Those words stuck in his throat as he felt dainty arms wrap around his waist. As if that hadn’t thrown him off guard, the unidentified woman began thrusting her hips, humping from the back. Just as he was about to turn around and reprimand the stranger, he heard a familiar voice. To Kevin’s surprise, he turns around to find you, his tipsy girlfriend smiling and slapping his ass. Jay looked at his friend in shock as his face lit up with laughter at your slurred words.

“This ain’t no strippaaa! Back off, you thirsty bald-headed hoes! I’m just joking. Not really. This MY MUTHAFUCKIN’ MAN! My man, my man, my man, my man! We go together. Real bad.”

“Okay, Yung Miami. You need a break from TikTok, baby,” Kevin teased.

Jay, assuming his friend was enduring harassment, attempted to diffuse the situation and calm you down. Kevin releases a deep chuckle, patting Halstead on the back.

“It’s all good, bro. Shortie can touch me however she wants,” he insists, licking his lips and staring at you with hungry eyes. “You lit, ain’t you, mamas?”

Halstead looks on in complete and utter confusion. “She’s beautiful, man, but don’t forget we’re on the clock. Voight would have our asses for indulging in this.”

Atwater smirks at Jay as he shrugs his shoulders. His eyes travel back to your face. Kevin reaches out, placing his hand on your waist. He tugs at you, pulling you into a quick peck.

“Relax, Halstead. Little mama’s telling the truth.”

Jay, looking at him puzzled, waited for Kevin to explain.

“Halstead, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend. We’ve been dating for the last six months. It’s an odd way for you to find out, but yeah. Jay, this my lady.”

Embarrassed, you released a tiny giggle, burying yourself into Kevin’s side. Pulling back, you looked at him in a lust-filled, drunken haze.

“Hiii baby,” you slurred, smiling ear to ear.

Kevin smiled back, biting his lip, “Wassup, beautiful? Listen, we hate to break up a wonderful time, mamas, but it’s pretty noisy. As a courtesy to the neighbors, could you tell the crew to simmer down a little bit,” he said in that tone that always made you shiver.

“Okay, baby,” you smiled, nibbling your lip.

Atwater leaned in closer, whispering in your ear, “Yeah? You can do that for Daddy?”

Releasing a shaky breath, you nodded yes in reply.

“That’s my good girl.”

Jay looked at Atwater with raised eyebrows as you settled the girls down.

“Very impressive. Teach me your ways, bro.”

“No can do, brotha. If it’s in you, it’s in you. Can’t be taught, my man,” Kevin boasted.

You managed to calm the girls down. They all relocated to the kitchen to make a fresh batch of margaritas. Your best friends, who had answered the door, instructed you to find out if Kevin’s partner was single. They trotted off heartbroken after telling them Kevin had mentioned a girlfriend to you before.

You stumbled back to your chuckling boyfriend, who wrapped you in another bear hug. Pulling away, he looked at you like you had been caught red-handed.

“I know you’re the maid of honor, but did I hear the word strippers? Yes, I’m almost certain that’s come up several times since we arrived. You don’t need all that swinging in your face. Come on, my little drunken love. We’re taking you home. Your little ass is about to pass out. How much alcohol have you had?”

“I’ll go,” you stand on your tiptoes to whisper in his ear, “If you take me home and put me to sleep, just the way I like.” You finish, biting his ear playfully.

“That can be arranged…for tomorrow. I want you sober, mamas.”

Kevin laughs at your drunken pout. “You’ll be out like a light before we make it to the house. It’s going to be alright, love. Sleep it off some, and I promise I’ll break you off afterward.”

“Let’s go so I can get you back to your car, bro. You’re not having sex in my truck,” Jay joked, but at the same time, he was serious.

“Halstead, be easy on the jokes now. I’d hate to have to inform Hailey about the many times you got groped tonight.”

Kevin gingerly swept you from Jay’s truck, transferring you to his own. He managed to buckle you into the front seat and nearly made it out of the parking lot unnoticed. His head shot back with an exasperated sigh as the exit to the precinct flew open.

“Nice try, Atwater. We want to meet your gorgeous lady friend Halstead’s exact words. Better watch your girl, Kev,” Burgess taunted.

Hailey followed close behind, hands on her hips and a smirk on her face. “You honestly think Jay was going to keep your secret? Not a chance, Atwater. Before you try to snitch, I already know how he was treated like a sexy piece of meat tonight,” Hailey sassed.

Kevin shushed the women and directed their attention to your sleeping frame. “You two can give her the third degree another time. I’m taking my little party animal home,” he whispered, looking at you with adoring eyes. “I’ll bring her by the precinct to formally introduce her soon. Just not tonight, ladies.”

“Bachelorette parties are the best. I’m looking forward to mine,” Upton sighed.

“Jay should be worried if Burgess is throwing it. I’ll see you two tomorrow. Let me get my sleepy baby to a comfortable bed.”

You had slept the entire ride to and from the precinct. Kevin carried you into his home, taking you straight to the master bathroom. You began to stir as he placed you on top of the vanity.

“How long was I out,” you groaned.

“About an hour,” his lips brushed against your forehead. “Do you think you can handle showering on your own? Or do you want me to help you, love?”

“I want cuddles in the shower. Shit! I don’t have my overnight bag. What about my hair,” you whined.

“You gon’ be good, sweetheart. One second.”

Kevin started opening cabinets and sitting items next to you on the vanity. His face spread into a shy smile when he saw you holding back tears.

“Why the watery eyes, mamas?”

“Two things. First of all, sir. Bless your parents. I’ve never had a man love me this way. Baby, you went and bought all my hair care products.”

The both of you looked lovingly at the pile on the counter. Kevin had purchased every single product you had in your bathroom. Everything you usually brought with you lay there.

“What was the second thing?”

“I’m an emotional drunk.”

“Yeah, I kind of guessed that,” he chuckled. “You can sleep in my clothes. I’d prefer you slept naked, but that’s up to you,” he licked his lips.

“That depends.”

“On?”

“If I’ve sobered up enough for you to slide up in it,” you purred.

“I’d say you’re thinking pretty clearly, love. Let’s get cleaned up. I’m starving, and I got a taste for something sweet.”

“Yeah,” you questioned breathlessly.

Kevin stepped between your thighs, kissing you hungrily. Releasing your lips a few moments later, his hand brushed against the outside of your shorts. “Yeah. It’s nice, soft, juicy, and delicious. You gon’ give me a taste, love?”

“Start the shower before I come all over this counter.”

Hours later, the two of you lay in bed panting and satiated. The room rested in a comfortable silence. Your head rested on Kevin’s chest as his fingertips drew patterns against your naked skin. His lips left a litany of kisses across your temple. He pulled in a breath before speaking.

“Baby girl,” he whispered.

“Hmm?”

“Move in with me. I want to build a life with you. I know it’s only been six months-.”

“Yes.”

“I wanted to ask you another question, though,” he playfully scolded, giving your butt a light tap.

You looked at him and smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry, continue, baby. Either way, the answer is yes.”

“Cool. So we’re getting married then?”

“Ye-wait. What?”

Kevin flipped you both. Lying on top of you, he brushed the hair from your face.

“Marry me, mamas? I know it’s way too soon-.”

You kissed him to shut him up. It lasted long enough to calm his fluttering heart.

“Yes.”

Without another word, he kissed you hard, stealing your breath. Tender touches morphed into desperate touches. In an instant, the room filled with pants and moans as he slipped back into you. Thrust mirroring thrust, as Kevin drove you to the brink of ecstasy until your tired body would no longer allow it. He littered your face with kisses as the both of you whispered words of affirmation until sleep claimed you both.

The aching in your bladder woke you as the morning sun crept into the bedroom. Not wanting to wake your sleeping giant, you wiggled free. Tip-toeing into the bathroom, you quickly relieved yourself and washed your hands. You unboxed one of the toothbrushes Kevin bought, quietly falling into your morning routine. Standing in the mirror brushing your teeth, your free hand brushed curls from your face, and you froze. The toothbrush dangled in your mouth as you stared into the mirror, shock written on your face. Hand frozen mid-air, you gawked at the beautiful diamond sparkling on your ring finger. You startled as a voice sounded behind you. Kevin stood in the doorway, muscles rippling, in all his naked glory, staring at you in the mirror. He walked up behind you, pressing his chest to your back, and whispered against your neck, “I always come prepared, baby girl. Notice it’s the correct size and the cut you like. Do I know my woman or what,” he bragged, finishing with kisses to your throat.

Throwing a finger in the air, you quickly rinsed your mouth and toothbrush. You placed the brush in the holder as you spun around, snatching Kevin’s hand. Pulling him back toward the bedroom, he questioned, “Where are we going, love?”

“Back to bed. I’m going to suck the soul out of you. Then I’m taking my ass to the kitchen and cooking you breakfast in bed.”

Fuck I love this woman.

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atths--twice · 2 months ago

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A Bit of Nostalgia

Mulder invites Scully over for an evening free of any discussions of work or worries.

Hello there. It's been a bit since I've posted. Had some personal issues that needed all my attention and my writing took a backseat. Things are turning around and looking better so I'm here to post the next Fictober story. While this is not a birthday story, it is Mulder's month so this story seems fitting to be posted today. 💓🎃

October 1999

Mulder pulled his door open, grinning at Scully.

“Hello,” she said, her eyebrows knitting together, looking him up and down.

“Hi.”

“What’s got you in such a good mood?”

“Life,” he said with a shrug, stepping aside to let her enter, although she remained in the hallway.

“Life?” she asked and he nodded, his smile growing.

“Yes. Tonight I am happy to be living this life.”

“Okay,” she said with a slight nod.

“You gonna come in? Or just keep standing there?”

“Is there a gas leak in your apartment?” she asked and he laughed, shaking his head.

“Not that I’m aware of,” he said, beckoning her to come inside.

“I’ll trust you,” she said, stepping across the threshold and then stopping in her tracks, pointing at the table. “What’s that?”

“Oh, Scully,” he said, nudging her to keep moving so he could shut the door. “You’re an intelligent person. Surely you recognize a pumpkin when you see one.”

“Or two?” she asked, looking at him.

“Yes. There are two pumpkins. There are two of us, hence I got two.”

“For what reason?”

“Scully, Scully, Scully,” he said, shaking his head and reaching out to take her coat. “It’s October. What do we do with pumpkins in October?”

“We, Mulder?” she asked, shrugging off her coat and crossing her arms. “We have never done anything with pumpkins.”

“Exactly,” he said, hanging her coat on his coat rack. “We never have and so it needed to be rectified.”

“So you bought pumpkins for us to carve?” she asked, looking at him with a half smile.

“Yup!” he said, clapping and then rubbing his hands together. “I have a stack of newspapers I’ve been meaning to toss out that we can lay out on the table, spoons for scooping, and sharp knives for carving. We’re goin’ full board nostalgic here.”

“Is that why you invited me over? Did you have this specific activity in mind?” she asked, stepping closer to the table and touching each of the pumpkins. “Because I remember you saying something about dinner and yet all I see are these pumpkins.”

“Dinner is on the way. I ordered some Chinese food just a few minutes ago when I got home from the store. It should be here soon.”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve carved a pumpkin,” she mused, glancing at him.

“For me too. It should be fun.” He grinned as she looked back at the pumpkins.

“I want this one,” she said, touching the rounder of the two.

“Whatever you want,” he said, nodding at her.

“But I want to eat first. No getting sidetracked.”

“Of course not. I would never expect you to do anything on an empty stomach,” he said and she snorted, turning her head to look at him.

“You’re so full of shit,” she said.

“Sheesh. Such language.”

She rolled her eyes and he smiled, watching as she patted her pumpkin. A knock sounded at the door and he turned around to answer it.

The pumpkins were moved aside as they ate, and he watched how often her eyes fell on them, most likely imagining how it would look carved.

When the food had been put away, he covered the table in newspaper while she went to use the bathroom. Two large bowls, different sized spoons, and knives were laid beside the pumpkins along with a couple of kitchen towels.

“Okay. Let’s do this,” she said, walking back into the room.

He looked up and froze for a moment, taking in the sight of her. She had changed out of her black sweater and was now wearing one of his gray t-shirts.

“Well, go ahead and help yourself,” he said, hoping to cover how the sight of her in his clothes made him feel.

“Thanks. I did,” she said, looking down at his shirt. “Seeing as how I wasn’t informed about the evening’s activities, I needed something different to wear than my sweater. It was expensive and I didn’t want to get pumpkin guts on it. So… I borrowed a shirt. That’s okay, right?” She raised her eyes to his and he had to push aside his myriad of thoughts, keeping his face neutral.

“Ye… yeah… it’s fine. Not a problem.”

“Good,” she said, smiling as she stepped past him and stood in front of her pumpkin. He cleared his throat and then picked up a knife, handing it to her.

“Ready?”

“I’m always ready to slice and dice,” she said and he laughed with a nod.

They cut the tops off the pumpkins and began to scoop out the insides.

“Ugh,” he said, separating the seeds and dropping them into a bowl. “I forgot how this feels.”

“It’s not as bad as intestines,” she said, doing the same as she shrugged.

“Come on,” he said, shaking his head and making a face.

“You started it,” she said, smiling at him as she picked up her spoon, continuing to scoop out her pumpkin.

When the insides were clean, they sat down to begin carving. He watched her, the concentrated expression on her face causing him to smile.

Large pieces of pumpkin lay on the table when she set down her knife and looked up at him.

“You done?”

“Yeah,” he said.

“You think yours is better than mine?”

He glanced at the triangle eyes, the round nose, and large gaping mouth he had cut into his pumpkin, knowing it was quite simplistic.

“No. Not a chance.”

“Good. Because mine’s really good.”

“Let’s see it then. Prove it,” he said, smiling and raising his eyebrows. She smiled back, turning her pumpkin around, and he laughed.

She had made triangle eyes as well, but had added eyelashes and eyebrows, one of them raised higher than the other. The nose was also triangle and the mouth was shaped into a happy, wide smile.

“That’s really good. I like the eyelashes.”

“Hmm,” she hummed, looking at the pumpkin. “I thought you’d say the eyebrow.” She looked at him, raising hers to match the expression she had carved and he laughed.

“Yeah. I like them both.”

“Let me see yours.”

He turned his pumpkin around and she shook her head as she smiled.

“You went traditional. Nostalgic, just like you wanted. I like it.”

“Thanks. I’m pretty proud of him. His name’s Greg, by the way.”

“Greg. Nice,” she said, laughing through her nose. “I didn’t name mine.”

“Hmm,” he hummed, sitting back with a deep breath and staring at her pumpkin. “I think she looks like a LuEllen.”

“LuEllen?” she asked with a laugh.

“Hell yeah. But LuLu for short. She’s definitely a LuLu.”

“Okay. LuLu it is then.” He nodded, holding her gaze as he smiled. She looked back down at his pumpkin and then at the mess on the table. “Should we clean up this mess and then cook the seeds?”

“Yeah. That sounds good. Although I don’t know how to do that.”

“Well,” she said, standing up and beginning to clear up the mess. “It’s lucky you invited me over since I do know how.”

“Don’t look, Greg. Or you LuLu,” he said, standing up and turning them to face the wall. “We’re about to cook up your insides.”

“Jesus, Mulder,” she said, shaking her head as she laughed.

Sitting on the couch a couple of hours later, their feet up on the coffee table, they munched on the seeds from the bowl that sat between them. The only light in the room came from the pumpkins, lit by the two emergency candles he had found in the back of a kitchen drawer, and set on the two round tables across from them.

“Greg gives off a lot of light,” she said.

“He can’t really avoid it, with a mouth that large,” he said, grabbing a handful of seeds and putting them in his mouth. She snorted out a laugh and he smiled as he chewed, watching as she brushed absentmindedly at his shirt that she still wore, which continued to give him an internal thrill.

“I was thinking as I was carving the pumpkin-”

“LuEllen,” he said and she exhaled a laugh.

“LuEllen,” she agreed with a nod. “Anyway, I was thinking about a story my aunt used to tell us.”

“Would this, by chance, be your Irish Aunt Olive?”

“It would,” she said with a smile.

“Well, this should be good then.”

“Why?”

“Ireland? The old country? Nostalgia, Scully. The theme of our evening. Come on now,” he said, picking up a few more seeds.

“Anyway,” she said again. “She used to tell us about how they carved faces into turnips and potatoes in Ireland.”

“Turnips? Oh, I’d cut myself for sure if I was carving into a turnip. That’s a given. Wait… is a turnip smaller than a potato?”

“Depends on the potato, I suppose,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. “A potato is softer, of course, but I feel the turnip would be better, as it would last longer once it was cut into. Especially if the reason for the carvings was to keep Stingy Jack away from your home.”

“Stingy Jack?”

“You’ve never heard about Stingy Jack?” she asked, looking at him incredulously.

“Don’t think so,” he said, shaking his head. “Tell me about him.”

“Well, what I remember is that he was an old, stingy, curmudgeon of a man-”

“Hence his name,” he said.

“Are you gonna keep interrupting or do you want to hear the story?”

“Sorry. Please, go ahead,” he said, putting a few more seeds in his mouth and then crossing his arms.

“Thank you,” she said, shaking her head. “So he was a stingy and rude man who one day helped an old man, who was actually an angel in disguise.”

“Hmm,” he hummed and she looked at him with narrowed eyes. “What? I didn’t say anything!”

“Hmm,” she hummed in a mocking tone and he mimed locking his lips, chewing silently on the pumpkin seeds. “So, as I was saying, the angel revealed themself to Jack and granted him three wishes for his kindness. But, seeing as how he was truly a stingy and unkind person, he used the wishes to bring punishment to others and as a result, the angel didn't let him enter Heaven.”

He looked at her and put his fingers to his lips, beginning to unzip them, when she put a hand up.

“I’m not done yet, just hold on.”

He nodded, re-zipping his lips and she smiled.

“He wasn’t allowed into Heaven, but nor was he allowed into Hell because when Satan had heard of all he had done and he attempted to drag him to Hell as punishment, Jack deflected and tricked him, making him look foolish. So Satan basically told him to get fucked and he was condemned to roam the world between the two planes with only a hollowed out turnip, that contained a small ember of light, to guide his path,” she said and he smiled. “People then carved turnips to ward off the evil spirits, like Stingy Jack, that may be roaming around us, though we cannot see them.” She looked at him and nodded. “You may speak now.”

He mimed unzipping his lips slowly, and then tossing the key away, as she rolled her eyes with a smile.

“You believe that, but you don’t believe in ghosts?” he asked and she shook her head.

“No, I don’t believe in ghosts. But, I’m not saying I believe that story either. It’s just something I was told as a child.”

“I see,” he said, nodding slowly and she bumped his shoulder with her own.

“It’s only a story.”

“I don’t know,” he said, looking at his pumpkin. “I think Greg could ward them off. Any spirits really, but especially Stingy Jack.”

“With that smile, the spirits would definitely wonder what’s going on in his head,” she said and he laughed quietly.

“LuEllen could do it as well, though in a different way.”

“How do you mean?”

“She’d play it cool… bat her eyelashes, draw them in sweetly, and then she’d strike with precision and no remorse.”

“I could see that,” she agreed, nodding as she put another pumpkin seed in her mouth and he smiled. The flame of the candle sparked brighter for just a second and she bumped his shoulder again. “Oh, did you see that?!”

“I did,” he said, staring at the pumpkin, almost willing it to happen again, even though he knew it was most likely only a small draft.

“Good thing you thought about getting the pumpkins tonight, huh?” she asked in a teasing tone.

“Yeah,” he said with a nod, wondering if it was only a draft. “Although, I didn’t expect there to be spirits here…”

“Mulder,” she laughed, shaking her head.

“What?”

“You just never fail to surprise me.” She smiled as he turned his head to look at her.

“That’s good, right?” he asked, slightly teasing, but also serious.

“Yeah. It is,” she said, chewing on another seed as she nodded, continuing to smile.

The candlelight crackled and then flickered again, causing them to both look over at the pumpkins.

“Got another one,” she said and he smiled.

“Or it was just a draft,” he said quietly.

“Nah. Not tonight,” she whispered, shaking her head, and his smile grew.

“Not tonight,” he agreed.

He felt her lean against him, sighing softly as they continued to watch the dancing candlelight in the pumpkins, keeping the evil spirits away.

Because tonight, it was definitely not a draft.

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“Cute interactions prompts”

13 “making each other food”

With Henry helps out by making the new mamas their cravings

21 “doing each other's hair”

Where Lottie finally talks Henry & Bucky into matching hairstyles

I love these prompts!

Reader appreciation week

Warning: talks of pregnancy and weird food combos. Too much talk about pickles 😂😂

Cravings/Twinning

Henry stared at you while processing what you wanted. He’d had a special relationship with food and loved cooking for his family and friends. It was how he showed his love and he was quite skilled. His pastries were always the best. So when he scrunched his face in disgust at you request of rice krispy treats with pickles and peanut butter you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Mama please, can’t the baby like something yummy?” He asked.

“Apparently not but it’s ok sweet boy, I can make this myself.”

“No! I’ll make it.” He says as he rushes to the kitchen. “I wanna do it.”

Henry gets busy pulling out all of the ingredients he’ll need to satisfy this strange craving but he’s happy to do it. It’s another way you two have bonded and for the most part your cravings haven’t need weird.

“So do you want the pickles or the baby does?” He asks as he chops up said offending ingredients.

“Definitely the baby.”

Your mouth is watering as you watch Henry work. He’s nice enough to offer you some slices before dicing the rest.

“Well whatever baby wants I guess. Can the baby eat pickles when they’re born?”

“Nope. They’ll only be able to drink milk.”

“Huh,” he looks up at you thoughtfully. “The baby doesn’t know anything but how do they know about pickles?”

“That is a great question and the answer I have is I don’t know but they sound so yummy right now.”

“Ok well this is almost done mama.”

“Thank you sweet boy.”

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As soon as you were able to, you ate half a batch of pickle and peanut butter rice krispy treats. The plate sat on your swollen belly and you hummed happily as you took a bite out of the treat your son had so happily made for you. Bucky sat beside you on the couch, amused with the sight before him.

“Is it any good?”

“Absolutely,” you nodded. “The best thing I’ve ever eaten.”

Bucky smiles. He’d never truly understand your cravings but as long as you were happy he was happy.

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You were going to be out most of the day. That left Bucky alone with Henry and Charlotte. Sure he takes care of them quite often but they always seem to be better behaved with you. He’d figured out a plan on how to make things go more smoothly though.

In the morning they were still sleepy so it was music and cuddles on the couch. Soft music from the 30s and 40s gave him a nice amount of time to just hold his kids. He even sang quietly to them. Once the kids were up and jumping around Bucky started their day.

They played, went swimming, did arts and crafts, spent time with Sam and Steve and now they were back home. Now they were settled for the evening and watching a movie. Lottie though was wiggling around with excess energy.

“You ok there doll?” Bucky turned his head to look at her. She only nodded. “What’s going on? Do you want something?”

“Maybe.”

Bucky smiled. “What do you need? You know I’ll do anything for you.”

“Anything?” She grinned.

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Bucky should’ve known better than to say he would do anything. Now he sat on the floor of the living room while Charlotte sat on the couch. She was brushing his hair out happily while the movie played. There was a sea of hair ties, bows, clips and hair bands on the couch next to her. He kept thinking that maybe it was time for him to cut his hair off so that his little girl couldn’t do this again but then that would leave Henry alone in this.

“Daddy your hair is so soft, so pwetty.” Lottie says.

“What are you going to do to my hair?”

“Um mama show-ed me how to do piggy tails.” She says and starts dividing his hair down the middle as best she could.

She got one pigtail done and was working on the second one. Her tongue poked out from the side of her mouth while she worked to twist the hair tie.

“All done daddy.” She announces. “Now bubba.”

Henry groans but switches places with his father. He could never say no to his baby.

You walked in a few minutes later. Laughter bubbles up your throat as you take in the scene before you. Bucky Henry and Lottie all have lopsided pigtails and so many hair accessories on you’re sure she used up her whole collection.

“Wook mama I saved some for you. Now we are twinning.”

#you’ve got mail 💌#val answers #my little love ask #my little love extra #Val’s reader appreciation 2024

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lqfiles · 3 months ago

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i forgot to send this ask .. i have such bad memory this is why i dont do multiple things at a time 💔

the previous chapter omg ... could only think of this tweet while reading it ....

nunubear you're so crazy ...... that chapter was so cute n lovely js like uu 😞💓 thank u for always providing us with high quality fics like we do not deserve u .... I think this might be my favourite chapter so far it actually brought tears to my eyes IT WAS SO HEARTWARMING 💔 when i tell u , no one evokes emotions from me like your fics do THEY'RE TOO GOOD !!!

me to u rn

also the new chaptershshs i love how they're both in denial .. can't wait till they finally realise their feelings for eachother 🤫

I, for one, adore your written chapters istg i cant get enough 😞😞 we will be waiting till u post a new non-smau fic .. also since my tests start in like .. 4 days ... im going to work hard n re-read stg as a reward late in the night bc YES !

I hope u have a great day nunubear <33 u deserve the world (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

ALSOII QOTD : what's one food that u realllly want to try ... (Im bored n I want to get to know u more .. 😪)

YOURE SO SWEET GAJDHSKDJDKD you associating that tweet with me is so flattering like my hurt is fluttering a lot 😣

awwww you’re so kind chi 😭😭 i’m glad to know that you liked the chapter 🥹 i honestly think it was my fave chapter too, i really put a lot of thoughts into it as well as the emotional stance behind each action.. happy it was good!!! AND i’m glad you said that it evokes emotions out of you aaaaahhh that’s literally my single aim with writing, i like writing stuff that makes people feel things because that’s essentially what i look for in writing 😭 that means a lot aaackkk thank you for boosting my ego :P

its funny because they both have already realised it, mc just doesn’t WANT to like him even tho she does while haechan just isn’t READY to like her yet 💔💔 they’ll find a way to sort this out don’t worry

I ACTUALLY HAD A WRITTEN FIC PLANNED AND BEEN TRYINF TO START IT but it’s hard to commit when you get distracted easily loll but i’ll try to bring real writing back soon, can’t let everyone forget that i’m a writer before smau maker!! TELL ME HOW YOUR EXAM WENTTTTT sorry for the late response i should’ve been there to cheer you on early 😣😓 but i know you did well :) i hope you enjoyed your stg reread and you deserve the whole UNIVERSE my chichibear 🥹

thats a funny question because i’m like the most pickiest eater ever so there actually isn’t any food i would try, especially anything… exotic lol. ill answer this differently, what’s a good i crave rn? CHICKEN!!! you can answer the question tho, i’d love to know!!

#asks.#from chichibear 🦭#( pay the price )#when you’re in a cutie competition and your opponent is p-oisn

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ipusingularitae · 4 months ago

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Same anon as yesterday, hello!!

Your reply made me happy to read. At first I was worried I may have stepped out of line, I haven’t spoken to anybody in a while online and especially offline since I’m a hikikomori 😭 which ik isn’t a good thing it’s not something I brag about because I let myself get this bad. I tend to be slightly awkward and I don’t know how to socialize if I’m honest. With that out of the way your kind words mean a lot to me, it feels like such a long time since I’ve spoken to anybody with genuine interest to speak to me and it made me feel *human.* (if that makes any sense lol) thank you for the offer, I’ll take you up on that. 💕

I also hope you’re taking care of yourself too. 💕 At the moment I’m sick with a stomach bug and I don’t know how I got it but hoping it goes away soon! Lol

hi anon! sorry for the late response. something very serious happened to me and i wasn't able to answer before.

i assure you that wasn't stepping out of the line at all, you were very kind to check up on me. I imagine being a hikikomori must be kinda hard... i don't know exactly what to say to that bc i don't have enough knowledge on this matter, so I'm afraid i end up sounding insensitive (with the autism and etc and being currently kinda anxious i get paranoid i say something offensive, sorry), especially bc i don't know your current situation with family, work, etc., and so I don't know the aspects of what that encapsulates for you. but it's also something I'd like to do some research to know more ab. well you're also free to tell me more if you want!!!

that does make sense, actually wkdkdkd I'm glad my words gave you that type of feeling, and i hope you feel that more and more. it was indeed a precious message you've sent me, thank you. 💓💓 feeling human is one of the best things to feel. it can also be scary sometimes, but it is undoubtedly a feeling that touches deeper than others and encapsulates a lot of other feelings, things and people. it is interesting.

I'm taking care of myself as best as possible, yes! my rhinitis was kicking my ass but i managed to cease that, thankfully.

oh dear, i hope the stomach bug goes away soon 😩😩 and also that it doesn't hurt or causes that much of discomfort to you! i think drinking lots of fluids is something that helps in that situation right?

also, if you'd like, pick an emoji so i can know it as your's! that way if you send another asks i can put them all under a tag with your emoji and also identify you with it 🤲🏾✨

#ask #asks #anon

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starjxsung · 5 months ago

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HI BABY OH MY GDKJSHFKHSDFIUHKJSDHFKSHFHSDKFH YOURE BACK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ive been checking on your main blog every single day since uve been on hiatus just waiting for the day you come back and somehow i think the past few days i just completely forgot you had a side blog and idk how i missed your comeback the past few days but ig i did... :((

I HOPE YOURE DOING ALRIGHT!!!! summer has been pretty okay w me so far, mostly just hangouts with friends and staying inside to avoid the sun and any uv rays possible like the fucking vampire i am, etc.

im going to kcon la next month!! unfortunately skz isnt part of lineup and i wont be able to go friday so ill only be able to see the saturday+sunday conventions and concerts, but i hope itll be fun nonetheless. my uncle is some kind of manager in the entertainment industry (idk too much abt it but he usually gets me signed albums every year so im not complaining!) and he usually helps out at kcon every year, so he always has at least 2-3 free tickets.. whenever he visits so im usually able to head to kcon if my schedule fits!!

i think for other life updates on my part theres not tm.. i ended up going on a diet the past month because ive been really wanting to lose weight for a while now but ive never been able to do it in a healthy way because ive had an ed for as long as i could remember.. (growing up with asian beauty standards is pretty tough unfortunately 😞) i used to be 130lbs at 5’1” so i always considered myself overweight because of my height, but i recently lost 10lbs and im hoping i can reach my goal of 110 within the next month asw 🤞

aside from my life update rant though, ive srsly missed you so much star you dont even know !!! im so happy youre back 🥺🥺🥺

as always, ur biggest fan

~ 《 ☘️ 》

BABY BABY BABY BABYYYYYDHDKDKDKKFOVKFKEMRKFKF I MISSED YOUUUUUUUUU my little clover angel I LOVE YOU SOOOOO BAD I AM ACTUALLY YOUR NUMBER ONE FANNNNNNN 💔💔💔💔💔

I’ll be back on main blog™️ soon !!!! I miss it there too tbh RAHHHH side blog is good too but main blog is where everything started and I miss posting so bad 💔 I also somehow check tumblr less ever since the creation of side blog so I have to physically remind myself to check tumblr and I just. miss when I had more time to post and people wouldn’t get annoyed of me answering asks on main ☹️ BUT FEEL FREEEE TO SPAM SIDE BLOG™️ TOOOOOO she exists for all ur spam/vent/miscellaneous needs and I love checking on you guys even when I’m not on main. I love you !!!!

I’m so glad summer has been treating you so well ALSO KCON??? HELLO??????? I AM SOOOO FUCKING JEALOUS OH MY HODDKDKDMDMDKD I wanted to see Taemin & nmixx SOOOOO FUCKING BAD MY BABIESSSSSSS 🤲😭 TAKE SOOOO MANY PICS FOR ME I CANT WAIT TO HEAR ALL ABOUT IT RAHHH IT’S GONNA BE SOOOO FUCKING SICK I CANT WAIT I love this for u. Kcon era. Yes.

Also don’t be so hard on yourself my angelllll just make sure you’re staying healthy :( I love you :( and I fully acknowledge that beauty standards are fucking impossible to live by and they can genuinely be so taxing to try to fit. But as long as you’re healthy and happy and doing what you want for yourself only, that’s what matters :’) I’m always a message away if you need me (even though I’m fucking garbage at responding) and I love you no matter what. Take care of yourself precious cargo 🤲💓

I LOVE YOU and I missed you and I promise I will be back on main blog™️ as soon as I physically can be. I am ur biggest fan actually if you were a clover I would pick you and keep you in a little resin necklace and wear you all the time. I love you !!!!!!!!.!.!.!!.!/!:!!,?,!.!.!

#☘️ anon #ask

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kaidabakugou · 1 year ago

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miss youuu! i noticed you haven’t been as active the last couple of days so i wanted to stop by to say that ily and hope all is well mootie ^^

anon so that i don’t seem annoying hehe

miss you moreeee!!! yeah i haven’t been as active bc christmas was originally going to be celebrated at my sister’s house but her and her husband aren’t in their best terms rn soooo christmas is now going to be mine so i’m rushing to get everything set for the weekend 🥹

but aaaa ilym!! and plsss it’s not annoying at all! stop by anytimeee!!🩷

#kai.answers #user-anon #i have a couple of asks to answer as well sooo i’ll get to those soon i promiseee!!💓

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myfriendtheghost · 2 years ago

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hello! i hope you’re doing well. i’m actually doing pretty good. i know yesterday i said i was dreading today, and it was because i had to tell my roommate i didn’t want to live with her next year. it was so hard to say because we’re very close friends, but we have opposite schedules which makes things hard (i got bed early, she doesn’t kinda thing). but she handled it super well, and we’re still best friends which makes me so happy. i’m honestly over the moon and i felt like i needed to share with someone!

now i need some josh cuddles and to hear him say “see, i told you it would all be ok”. xoxo-🦦💓

I want to answer this one first before I get to your other asks and say I AM SO PROUF OF YOU!!! I’m nowhere close to this point yet (hopefully the housing market will crash soon and I’ll get there lol) but this is something I still constantly dread so I know it wasn’t easy !! I’m so glad it went well for uuu 🥹🥹🥹🤍🤍🤍

#I bet that was so scary but u did it and it went great and now u can relax !!! <3 #🦦 anon #asks #anon

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laurasstufff1 · 2 years ago

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Heyy, are you taking more requests?

Hoping you could do something on Lewis Hamilton, maybe something about y/n and Lewis bringing their 8 month old baby for the first time to the paddock and everyone just absolutely falls in love with her and wanna spend as much time with her, trying to steal her away from her parents and all the fluff things. Maybe you could include George and Carmen in this as well?

It’s okay if you’re not taking then right now though 💓

Sorry for taking sooo long to answer 😥 hope you like it!

Everyone, meet my daughter

Sorry before hand for the mistakes 🥲

1.3k words

Enjoy :) 😚

Requests are open!!😁😁

“Okay okey okay, stay here” Lewis whispered when you were about to entered the garage. “When I do this” he scratch his head with his right hand “you come in, okay?”

“Okay Lewis” you rolled your eyes back, holding your baby in your arms. Lewis started to walk inside, but turned around when he was about to cross the door and ran to his daughter, kissed her head, then he looked at you and kissed your lips. He even kissed Angela’s cheek.

“Jeez, he’s exited, isn’t he?” Angela laughed without loosing his sight, waiting for the signal.

“He is. He really is” you chuckled looking down at the baby and thinking how could he not?

Back in the garage, he managed to get the attention from both his and George’s crew. ‘You all need to meet someone’ were the magic words that gathered all of them together, and then he scratch his head and you walked in.

“Is that Eloise?” George asked watching you were holding lots of blankets. You couldn’t really see the baby, but it was obvious, wasn’t it?

“Everyone, meet my daughter” Lewis said with the proudest smile, so big it couldn’t really fit on his face.

Everyone got closer to you and admired the baby, who wasn't a baby anymore, she was already crawling and she could stand, but her naps were a religion, she didn’t miss one, it didn’t really matter the noise of the busy paddock.

From engineers to mechanics, social media managers, everyone congratulated you again, everyone had nice words for your family and you couldn’t be happier.

“You sure you’ll be fine?” Lewis asked once again, while he was already putting on his helmet to go and race.

“Lewis-“ you huffed one more time “I swear we won’t come to any more races if you act like this every time. Get in the damn car already!”

“Oh I love her” Toto laughed placing his arm around your shoulders after hearing your comments and your threatenings to your boyfriend “come on, get into the car, we’ll take care of them”.

Lewis groaned, but still made what he was told, not before kissing and hugging and promising a podium to his two girls.

The race started and Eloise woke up. It was something that she learned unintentionally. When you stayed at home while Lewis raced you always woke her up to see his dad, and know her naps were perfectly scheduled, you didn’t even need to waker her up.

“Hi” a shy Carmen greeted you and you rapidly took your bag out of the chair so she could sit there, next to you.

“Hello! She’s awake, don’t worry” you laughed watching her careful moves so that the baby wouldn’t wake up.

“oh” she laughed too “Hello Eloise” she said caressing her red cheeks “she’s a beautiful baby” she talked again placing her small noice canceller headphones right over her ears.

“Thank you. She gets it from her mum” you joked making Carmen laugh, even you did when the baby giggled too. “You know, she just need another baby to hang around during the race weekends…” you suggested with clearly intentions that the spaniard got as soon as you said.

“Oh no no no, not yet” she denied without loosing her smile “but I’ll be happy to help with her if you ever need anything”.

“Thank you” you smiled back and placed your headphones over your ears, the race was abut to start.

And what a race that was, double points and double podiums, which basically meant double happiness for the rest of the week.

“Go to the podium, we’ll look after her” a mechanic said seeing as you watched Carmen and Angela and Bono running to get to there.

“Oh it’s okay, I’ll just-“

“No I insist, please. I have two daughters, the older one is two, the younger it’s even younger that Eloise. She’ll be fine” he assured you with a smile and you nodded leaving your daughter to him and running to the podium just on time.

“Congratulations!!” You hugged Lewis and the rest of the team hugged you, laughing and cheering as always.

“Thank you thank you thank you” he shouted inside his helmet. “I’ll see you in a bit” you nodded and stepped aside, not too far, you loved being sprinkled with champagne.

“Where is Eloise?” Lewis asked on your way to the garage, the rest of the team following behind.

“I left her with a mechanic” you answered, sure about Lewis reaction.

“She’ll be fine then” he smiled, but still walked fast to get there as soon as possible.

She was indeed. When you walked into the garage you heard her giggles and men laughing. The same mechanic was holding her on top of a tyre that looked huge next to her, while others were already packing but still keeping an eye on her.

“Look at her” George laughed at the sight too, and only then they realized you were back.

“Look who’s back, Eloise!” The mechanic shouted making look up and hold her arms open “Congratulations!” He said again.

“Thank you, Mark, congratulations to you too” Lewis laughed hugging him too, at the end he was a mechanic and without his work, the podium wouldn’t’ve been possible. “I can’t hold you now, I’m stinky” Lewis laughed understanding his daughters orders, and then he looked at you, who were as stinky as him.

“We got it!” George stepped in and Carmen held her, and together with George they walked away “have you seen this side of the garage?? It’s cooler than your dad’s”

“I heard that!” Lewis shouted “Come let’s get change” he rapidly said holding your hand and taking you to his driver’s room.

“You know, Jack, the mechanic who was with Eloise” You started talking while looking for the smallest size of Lewis’s sweatshirt .

“Mark, his name is Mark” Lewis laughed.

“Mark yeah, sorry. He has two daughters, the younger one is smaller than Eloise.” “I know” Lewis nodded “they were all at Silverstone”. “I can’t imagine how hard it must be. For him but also for the mother, taking care of the children all alone, well, I’m sure they have family and friends, if not, the mother must have superpowers” you laughed.

“Yeah… I guess that’s the prize” he said watching you change your clothes. “You know I love you , right?”

“Yeah” you giggled trying to find the head whole in the sweatshirt.

“And I’m willing to retire if-“ “No. That’s not what I meant” you said finally putting it on. “There’s nothing I want more than seeing our children grow up in the paddock, watching you win and playing with the mechanics” you laughed remembering the tyre scene “Maybe I should talk with Mark and ask him to bring his family over, Eloise will have someone to play with”. “That would be awesome. Now let’s go, or they’ll kidnap our daughter”.

“We can always have more” you shrugged, but rapidly regretted your words. “God no, that sounded like if I didn’t care about Eloise” you laughed while walking out, stumbling with the step at the entrance.

“YN!” Lewis laughed too “I think you might have drink drops of champagne and now your all tipsy” he said knowing you were just really really happy, which you were. “Am not. Where is Eloise?” You asked shouting as you finally reached the garage. Angela was there, and she just pointed to the other side of the garage, where George was showing her the buttons of the steering wheel while Carmen was still holding her. Her eyes were wide open, not understanding a thing but captivated with the little lights. Lewis walked next to her and started pointing at the lights too, saying something that made her giggle “Oh, she’s going to learn how that thing works even before I do” you mumbled following them without loosing the smile that showed in your face the whole day.

#lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton fanfic #lewis hamilton oneshot #lewis hamilton imagine #formula one imagine #formula 1 oneshot #formula one fanfic #formula one fanfiction #formula 1 fanfic #f1 one shot #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 fandom

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berberriescorner · 2 years ago

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Where Have I Been?

*sighs*

Hello my sweet mutuals! I have missed you all and tumblr so very much. I’m not fully back, but it’s a start. I am overwhelmed (in a good way) by the asks and comments you all have been leaving me. To the sweeties that reached out to check on me. I send endless thanks. You don’t know how much that truly touched my heart🥹💓.

As some of you may know, I deal with an autoimmune disorder. I believe the last time I was active on here was toward the end of November. Unfortunately the week of Christmas not only did I come down with a viral infection but I had a autoimmune flare as well. To top it off, both lingered for weeks. I also discovered I had a few more underlying health issues. I’ve been dealing with ER and doctors visits since January. The appointments don’t seem to be trickling down anytime soon. Therefore posting will still be scarce for the next couple of months.

On a brighter note I’m feeling much better than I had been. Of course there will always be good and bad days. However, I continue to step out on faith and remain as upbeat/positive as possible.

I’ll be answering asks/comments but I have quite a few. It may take some time. I would like to once again thank you all in advance🫶🏾.

*I wrote this and did little to no proofreading. Please excuse the million mistakes 😆.*

#berberriescorner #i love my mutuals😍

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agustd-png · 3 years ago

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Young K: One Door Away

Been wanting to write this one for awhile so I finally got it out of my brain~ we love mutual pining in this house Thanks for reading! 🍑😘💓💓💓

Younghyun x Fem Reader. Smut (office coworkers, mutual pining). 7.5k

[Part 2]

"Just the two of us?"

You and Younghyun sat side by side in your boss' office, news of an out-of-town conference reaching you. She'd just informed you that she'd like for you and Younghyun to go together to the conference and represent your company, and you were having mixed emotions. You and Younghyun got along so well. You were fantastic coworkers who got things done effectively and with ease. However, the hardest thing for you was trying to ignore the attraction you felt. Every day there was something he did or said to make you internally swoon. But you never had the guts to do anything about it, at least not yet. You were simultaneously anxious and excited by such an opportunity to get familiar with him falling into your lap.

"Yes, I think you two could handle it just fine. Why, don't you think so, Y/N?" Your boss furrowed her brow, concerned.

"No! I mean, yes! I-I do think so, I think it would be great--fine..." You stumbled over your words and caught a glimpse of Younghyun bringing his hand up to his lips, stifling a smile.

"Younghyun? How about you?"

"Oh yes, I think that would be just fine. Y/N and I are certainly capable of handling that." Younghyun smiled brightly, confidently.

"Then it's settled. I'll have Brennan make the arrangements."

After a few polite pleasantries, you and Younghyun left her office and stepped out into the hallway.

"You ever been to Chicago?" Younghyun asked as you walked.

"Oh, um, no I haven't," you answered, trying to wrap your mind around the fact that you'd soon be in Chicago for two days alone with Younghyun.

"Hmm, nice city. I'll show you around," he said, then stepped into his office. "Have a good day, Y/N."

"Yeah, you too." You kept walking, as if in a daze, to your office just one door down from his.

You closed your office door behind you (something you rarely did), and plopped down in your chair, trying to comprehend the situation you were getting into. You automatically wondered what you would wear on the trip, in the way you would for a date. But, you reminded yourself, this was not a date. It was not even a vacation. And it was not a trip with Younghyun. It was business, and you needed to be professional. But, you couldn’t help the electricity that was running through your veins.

🚪

"We're coworkers, and it's just a business trip," you told your best friend, Hyerin, over the phone as you packed your things. You were telling her, but also trying to convince yourself.

"It's not just a business trip if you're hot for each other," she replied.

"We're not hot for each other!" You were glad she couldn't see how red your ears were getting when you said that.

"Well you're definitely hot for him, and I wouldn't doubt he feels the same with the things you've told me about him. A trip with just the two of you is bound to end in bed."

You became even more flustered at her words, but the alarm on your watch beeped, cutting your conversation short. "I have to go," you told her, zipping your suitcase closed.

"Okay, have fun and tell me all the dirty details when you get back!" Hyerin rushed before you could hang up.

"There's not going to be any, bye!" You pressed the end button and tossed your phone into your purse, then snatched it up, grabbed your keys, and headed out your front door.

Your friend's words rang in your head the whole trip to the airport, and you wondered if they would come true. You weren't completely sure if you wanted them to or not. You shook your head to try and sweep your mind clean as you retrieved your bags from the trunk of the cab. You thanked the driver and walked confidently through the sliding doors of the airport. You had decided to at least pretend to be confident and comfortable, and try your best to fake it till you made it.

Your plan worked; the whole time you were in the security line, the Starbucks line, walking through the crowds, you felt sure of yourself. Your heels clicking on the hard floor, the dull clattering of your suitcase behind you, the way you held your posture as you walked and sipped your coffee...you felt invincible and ready to take on this trip.

And then you heard his voice call your name and all of that came to a screeching halt. You turned and saw Younghyun with his black bag on his shoulder, smiling brightly at you, and suddenly you felt weak in the knees. You stumbled a bit in your heels from turning too quickly, grabbing the wall to stabilize yourself and cursing under your breath as you tried to hide the embarrassed redness that you were sure was now coloring your cheeks.

"Careful," he said, placing his hand on your shoulder when he reached you.

Oh fuck. That was the first time he'd touched you today and it was already sending your heart racing. This was gonna be a long trip.

You soon boarded the plane and ended up seated at a window with Younghyun right next to you. At least you could distract yourself with the view. Younghyun pulled out some papers to look over before the conference, but you always chose to not worry about work on flights. It was a time no one could expect work from you, so you took it. Younghyun on the other hand, wanted to be extra prepared. You waited for take off and watched as his fingers shuffled through the stack, not realizing you were staring until they stopped moving completely.

"Sure you don't want to review these?" Younghyun offered. As if that's what you were thinking of. You wished your thoughts were that pure.

"No, no, I've looked at them a hundred times," you answered with a wave of your hand, turning back to the window.

"A trip with just the two of you is bound to end in bed." Hyerin's words popped back into your head. You doubted she was right, but couldn't deny the part of you that hoped she was. You put in your earbuds and leaned against the window, doing your best to concentrate on the music until you landed, with some degree of success.

When you landed, you and Younghyun found your way out of the plane and airport and grabbed a taxi. He took the lead and you did your best to follow, finding yourself feeling a little like a lost puppy tagging along. But he went on far more business trips than you, and he'd also been to Chicago before and you hadn't, so you tried not to let it bother you. You enjoyed seeing the new city, all the towering buildings that surrounded you. You were used to being in cities like this, but each one was unique and had its own character, so it always interested you to visit a new one.

You turned back to the inside of the cab and saw Younghyun on his phone. "We're almost there," he informed you, typing away.

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"Alright, here are the keys to your adjoining rooms." The concierge placed one key card in front of you and one in front of Younghyun, and you furrowed your brow at those last two words.

"Adjoining?"

"Yes, there is a door connecting them, so you can simply unlock it from both sides if you wish to move between the two rooms," she replied helpfully.

Younghyun looked at you, seemingly just as confused. You hadn't booked these rooms and neither had he, they were just given to you by your company, by your boss' assistant. Maybe Brennan was trying to send you a message...

"I'm sorry, is that a problem?"

"I...I don't know..." Younghyun let his words trail off, looking to you to see how you felt.

"You can also keep them locked if you wish," she tacked on, trying to help.

"Yeah, it's...it's totally fine." You simply shrugged, taking the key card in front of you off the marble counter. Younghyun went along with it. If you were fine with it, so was he.

You both went up to your respective rooms and dropped your stuff, changing into more comfortable clothes before heading out into the city.

You checked your phone; Hyerin had texted you.

Hyerin: Did you land yet? How's the hotel? Did you kiss him yet? 👀

You rolled your eyes and looked over at the white door that separated your rooms. Somehow having that door there made him feel even closer to you than a wall would. You imagined yourself, a thousand times more confident, bursting through that door, grabbing Younghyun by the collar, and kissing him hard, the way you always wanted to. But you knew that would never happen.

You texted her back, answering her questions as simply as possible.

Me: Yes, fine, and no!

You locked your phone and forgot about any of those pressures your friend was putting on you.

Spending the day with Younghyun in this city that was all new to you was like a dream; you walked along Navy Pier together, visiting the shops and taking in the sights, talking with him so effortlessly. It wasn't a date, but it kind of felt like one, and you let yourself fall into that little illusion a bit. If dating Younghyun was anything like this, you were dying to date him even more now somehow.

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"Did you hear that Brennan and Sooin are dating?" You asked, fiddling with the straw in your drink. You and Younghyun had ended up back at the hotel bar for a quick drink before heading up to your rooms for the night. You'd already talked for awhile about the conference tomorrow and about all the sights you'd seen that day. You were getting exhausted after all the things you'd done since the early morning, but didn't want to leave his side.

Younghyun smirked at his glass and took a sip before answering your question. His expression made you pause, wondering if he knew something you didn't. "I...Yeah, I did hear that."

You practically snorted at that. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"No, nothing. Just, his office is next to mine, and...our building has thin walls, that's all." He cleared his throat and caught your eye, and you shared a knowing smirk. Apparently things were more heated in your office than you knew.

"Oh," you laughed, taking another sip of your drink, already finishing it off and ready for another. You wanted to get a little tipsy; you were hoping it would take the edge off and keep you from having your nervous little walls up around him. If you wanted to get anywhere with Younghyun, you'd have to have more confidence, and alcohol was one way to get you there.

"Think it'll last?" You asked, prodding a bit, not because you actually cared about your coworkers love life (you couldn't give two shits if they were dating, or fucking, or whatever), but because you wanted to see how he reacted. What was his opinion on office romances?

Younghyun leaned forward, crossing his arms and resting his elbows on the table, the sleeves of his button-up now rolled up and hugging the crook of his arm. "Oh, I don't know. They're such different people...But, they certainly seem like they enjoy each other's company, so..." He raised his eyebrows and chuckled as he spun his glass a few times.

Well now you were curious. It sounded like this was a regular occurrence. "They really fuck while you're in the office?" You asked incredulously, lowering your voice a bit. Their offices were right by yours. You felt like you were living under a rock.

"Oh yeah, at like lunch and after meetings...You've never noticed?"

You shook your head no, and started on your second drink. Sounds like everyone in your office was getting laid but you. That made you start to wonder about Younghyun himself. He didn't talk about his personal life often. Maybe he had someone already. Maybe he was dating someone, maybe he was fucking someone on the regular. He could be sleeping with that cute new receptionist for all you knew. That thought made you take a rather large swig that burned your throat.

"You should slow down," Younghyun laughed, grabbing your now empty glass as you reached for your next one.

"I know my limit," you told him, spinning the straw between your fingers. "So are you dating someone?" Oh shit, did I just ask that? That had tumbled right out of your mouth without a thought. That liquid courage was starting to do its job already.

Younghyun laughed again, and took a drink before licking his lips. "No, no I'm not. I would have mentioned it if I was." Oh? You nodded calmly, secretly ecstatic at that fact. "Why, are you dating someone?" He asked playfully, throwing it back to you. You were aware of how childish you were being, bringing it up in the first place like that. You felt like a couple of kids asking each other who their crush was.

"Nope." You answered simply, so as not to say something that would embarrass yourself.

"I hear Dave's single," Younghyun teased, knowing you would not be interested in your rude, much older coworker.

"Gee, thanks." You felt a slight buzz kicking in, which was maybe why you felt more at ease with talking to him. "Well...I guess I'll know the right guy when he comes along." You subconsciously let out a little exasperated sigh and pursed your lips, watching the ice spin in your glass as you played with your straw. He placed his elbow on the small table and rested his head in his palm, watching you talk. Though you noticed his gaze, what you were a little too tipsy to notice was the endearment behind his eyes.

"I'm sure you will."

A pause hung in the air and you both looked down at your own glasses that were nearly empty. You knew this was your chance to bring up your feelings, the perfect opportunity, but even the alcohol coursing through your system wasn't enough to get you to do that at the moment. And when he downed the last of his drink and started to get up from his chair, you knew your chance was slipping away.

"Well, I think I'll head up to the room. Gotta get up early tomorrow."

You wanted to say something to get him to stay and talk with you some more, but your brain was too frazzled to think of anything and you knew it was getting late.

"I guess I should too."

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You laid in bed that night, trying so desperately to think of anything, anything else but Younghyun laying on the other side of the wall. But your mind always found a way to wander back to him. He was so close, just a door away. But you needed to sleep. You unlocked your phone and checked the time, sighing when you realized it was 2 am and you were no closer to falling asleep. Fine. If your brain wanted to think about him, you'd let it.

You thought back to how his fingers looked curled around his glass at the bar, the way he licked his lips after taking a sip of his drink, the way he smiled at you with those affectionate sparkles in his gorgeous eyes...man, you were losing it. You let yourself think about how nice it would feel to have his hands on you, feel his fingers tracing over your skin, then down between your thighs. You let your fingers do what you wanted his to, working them into your panties and sighing when they slid through your pussy, which at this point was more than wet with as long as you'd been thinking of Younghyun. You imagined his lips on your neck, forming dirty words you so desperately wanted to hear in his voice. His hot breath on your ear, his strong body pressed to yours...god, you wanted him. Groaning when you pushed two fingers into yourself, you got caught up in the imagery of his cock entering you. "Fuck...Younghyun..." you sighed dreamily and lost yourself in your fantasy, trying to focus on cumming so you could hopefully fall asleep. You pumped your fingers and used your other hand to rub at your clit, whimpering when you quickly pushed yourself to a contained but satisfying enough orgasm. You moaned once more as you rocked against your fingers through the aftershocks. You sighed heavily, laying back and feeling your eyes start to close tiredly. Good, it worked.

You laid in silence for a moment, concentrating on getting your breath back to normal. You jumped when your phone suddenly buzzed on your dresser. Who's messaging me now? You reached over and unlocked it, a subconscious gasp leaving you when you read the short message.

Younghyun: good night, y/n

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"Morning, Y/N. Did you sleep well?" Younghyun smiled brightly at you, looking as put together as usual, a well tailored suit and nicely styled hair all in place, his fingers working on completing the look as he finished putting on his watch. You stepped into the hall and let your hotel room door lock behind you. God, what do you say to that when you knew he had heard you the night before? At least, that's what you assumed from his message.

"Uh, yep, good. Just fine." Lie. You hadn't slept a wink. You spent the evening staring at his message, trying to decipher it. Was he turned on? Was he annoyed? He had heard you, right? Of course, that's why he was sending you that. Right? Why else would he have texted you that at 2 in the morning? You had said good night to him in person hours earlier.

"Good." Your eyes met his and you swore you noticed a playful glint in them, not to mention the little smile that pulled at one corner of his lips. You looked down to try and hide the blush that was certainly rising in your cheeks. "Let's go eat then get to this event. Do you have everything you need?" You glanced down at the papers in your arms, patted your pocket for your phone, then replied that you did, so you walked together to the elevator.

You really didn't feel like going to a conference and talking to a bunch of suits right now, but what choice did you have? Besides, part of you wanted work, if only as a distraction. So you ate a quick breakfast together, and pushed thoughts of the night before to the back of your mind, concentrating on work. You made sure to drink a couple cups of coffee before you left the breakfast table; you'd need it if you wanted to stay awake through the morning. Younghyun looked as collected as usual, chuckling at you as you grabbed a third cup of coffee while he waited for you by the door. "Ready now?" You nodded quickly as you took a sip, following him down the hallway.

You and he decided to split up and meet again at lunch, so you each could network with as many people as possible. That worked well, kept you focused on work, and you were proud of yourself and the articulation you were able to keep. You sat through some talks, made small talk with lots of people, and lunchtime rolled around soon enough. You found Younghyun and took the empty chair next to him with an exasperated sigh.

"Okay, I'm getting burned out with all this business talk," you whispered in his ear as you sat down, making him chuckle as he took a drink of water.

"I know what you mean, I'm sick of this fake-nice crap. I wanna get this suit off," he added, finger pulling at his tie. You wanted to get that suit off too...dammit. So much for work distracting you. "Almost done, just a few more hours." He patted your knee, just at the hemline of your skirt, and surprised you by keeping his hand there. A mild tension hung in the air and you glanced up at him. He smiled slightly, a playful spark in his gaze, and you gave a little smirk of your own, then he brought his hand back up to the table. The whole interaction took all of a few seconds, but you felt as though you had a whole silent conversation.

There were so many signs, so many clues, that told you Younghyun was into you. But you needed to hear it. You needed to really know. Besides, even if he was into you: how much? In what way? Did he just want to fuck you? Or was he interested in something more? Or maybe he just found you kind of attractive and that was all there really was to it. You couldn't say for sure at this point, and it was a delicate situation considering the fact that you worked together. You usually avoided workplace romances of any kind. And on top of that, he was the only one here with you. If he wasn't actually into you and you made a move, at the very least, it would make for an awkward rest of your trip.

But, you figured, these were bridges you would cross when you came to them. For now, you were still at this conference, and you needed to stay focused on work. You ate your salad with him, and your conversation was as comfortable as usual; he made you laugh, you felt at ease, and lunch was over much too soon.

You went back to listening to talks, small talk, networking, and other work things that kept you somewhat distracted, but in the back of your mind you couldn't stop thinking about when the conference would end and you'd get to spend time with Younghyun again.

When things started to wind down in the later afternoon, you felt your phone vibrating in your jacket pocket, so you shifted the papers in your hand and pulled it out to see Younghyun's name, calling you.

You giddily answered it, but composed yourself when you spoke.

"Hello?"

His sweet but warm voice met your ears with the most welcome words. "Ready to get out of here?"

"Yes please," you answered quickly, making him chuckle a bit.

"I'll meet you at the door we came in."

You gleefully made your way there, and felt a pang in your stomach when your gazes met. Younghyun looked so handsome still, even after all day at the conference. You were sure you didn't look nearly as good as you had in the morning. Your makeup was feeling heavy, your heels were hurting your feet, and you could feel your hair was certainly not in the tight, clean ponytail you'd started with. But he looked just the same.

"I'm gonna drop my stuff at my room," you told him as you both got into to the elevator, pulling your hair tie out from your slightly disheveled hair, shaking it loose so it didn't look as bad. You noticed the way he watched you do this, but what you were a little too distracted to notice was the way he moved his notebook in front of his crotch to hide the slight tent that was forming. You really had no idea how much your presence affected him; you were way too busy worrying about yourself and how he affected you.

When you got off the elevator and to your rooms, you patted your pockets and a sudden realization hit you: you'd forgotten your hotel key card on your bed. "Oh, damn it."

"What's wrong?" Younghyun asked, sounding worried and stepping a bit closer.

"Oh nothing, I just forgot my key in there," you replied, gesturing to the door. "I guess I'll go talk to the front desk."

"Y/N, what are you talking about? Your room's connected to mine, remember?" Younghyun held up his hotel key card that he had in hand and raised his eyebrows. "Just come in to my room, you'll be able to get in."

Oh NO this is too perfect.

"O-okay, yeah, of course, I don't know why I didn't think of that," you chuckled, trying not to sounds too nervous, as Younghyun turned to unlock the door. He held it open for you politely, and you let yourself in. He clicked on a lamp and you stood near the door to your room for a moment and fiddled with your fingers while he let the front door close. "Well I guess I'll uh...I'll head into my room."

"Would you like to stay for a drink?" He said quickly, making you breathe an internal sigh of relief. So he did want you to stay, he wasn't just being polite.

"Okay, sure!" You answered, perhaps a little too spritely, and took a step away from the door.

"Go ahead and help yourself," he told you as he set all of his things aside, paperwork, pens, business cards he'd acquired, and the like, finally now on the back burner of his mind for the rest of the day.

You were happy to do the same, setting your things down on the wooden desk and grabbing a glass. Alcohol certainly crossed your mind, but with the way your throat was nervously parched, you quickly poured yourself a glass of water from the water bottle you'd been carrying around and downed that.

Younghyun made you jump slightly when he laughed, right at your side. "Sure you don't want anything else?" He reached around you and grabbed a glass of his own, standing extremely close to you and making an anxious blush rush through your veins, prickling your skin. Luckily he couldn't see your goosebumps under your maroon blazer.

"No, this is good," you replied, your voice pathetically weak.

"Okay..." You could hear the smirk in his voice, but were too scared to look into his eyes, even though you could tell he was looking intently at you. He was so close, you could feel the warmth of his body, smell the sweetness of his cologne, and you were worried if you looked up at him you wouldn't be able to stop yourself from kissing him right then and there, at the very least. You were also extremely aware of the damp state your panties were in under your skirt, and that situation was only getting worse with each passing moment. "Can I tell you something?" He asked suddenly, moving from your side, but staying close.

"Um, yeah, sure."

Your heart raced harder when you realized he was moving behind you. His hands gripped the edge of the table on either side of you, locking you in, his chest pressed to your back. Holy shit. "Y/N, I know...that you know...that I heard you last night." You swallowed hard and your heart was absolutely pounding. Younghyun brought his mouth closer to your ear, a quiet murmur that drove you completely crazy. He didn't sound corny, like some guys trying to sound overly sensual. He sounded confident but also slightly frustrated, and you realized what you were hearing was a confession. "But what I don't know...is if you heard me." Your stomach dropped and you felt a needy pang in your core. Was he saying what you thought he was saying? "Normally I wouldn't be so forward, but I heard you say my name. Also, I don't think it's any secret that we're both very attracted to each other, and have been for some time. Since it's our last night here, I thought I'd take the chance." You felt like you were dreaming, and looked at your glass, blinking a few times, just making sure that you weren't. You cleared your throat and did your best to stay as composed as him. You did vaguely feel his heart beating against you though, and it was quite strong. He was right, and you were grateful. No more beating around the bush, flirting and wondering how he felt. You let yourself fall into what you both wanted, and leaned back into his chest, your hand curving over one of his that held the table.

"I want you so bad, Younghyun," you admitted, finally. He sighed heavily, sounding relieved, and moved his hands to quickly grab your hips, pressing his hips forward, surprising you by letting you feel his hard-on against your ass. He must have been trying to hide that from you, but you wished he hadn't. Either way, you could feel it now, and it turned you on immensely, somehow more than you already were. You felt both wound-up and relaxed, anxiously anticipatory yet at ease in his grip.

"I've been waiting to hear you say that," Younghyun groaned in your ear, before pushing your hair aside to kiss up your neck. Your eyes fluttered closed as you relaxed into his frame, rocking your hips back into his, wanting to finally feel how hard he got because of you. It'd been way too long since you'd gotten laid, and the fact your dry spell was being broken by Kang Younghyun felt like a misty dream. God, it felt good to feel his hard cock pressed against you; you were squirming in his grip now, arching your back and pushing back into him to get as close to him as you could, your body still pleasantly trapped between him and the wooden table. Younghyun trailed his hands up your chest to your shoulders, where he pulled at the neckline of your blouse to attach his lips to your skin, leaving frantic, wet kisses there, so hot they made you melt. You grabbed one of his hands and brought it down to your skirt, and he readily followed your lead, abandoning your blouse to bring both hands to the hemline of your skirt. He was all over the place, not sure what to do next, as he wanted to be all over you at once. Your breathing was as heavy as his, and you didn't need to talk to get him to understand what you wanted. Younghyun's strong hands gripped your skirt and pulled it up out of the way, a lust-filled groan escaping him as he groped your ass. He pushed a hand between your legs to rub you over your panties, and it felt so fucking good, but you were desperate, and you'd waited so long for him already.

"Please just fuck me. We have all night to do anything else, but please, right now, just fuck me." You whimpered needily, your hips grinding down on his hand. Younghyun groaned again in your ear, then left a wet kiss behind it.

"God, you're so hot." You heard him sigh as his hands left your body, but he didn't go far; his belt jingled behind you as he got his hard cock out. This was not how you anticipated your first night with him going, but you were so happy it was happening at all, that you couldn't find it in yourself to care. He tossed his dark, leather wallet onto the table in front of you and you heard a crinkling that you guessed was a condom wrapper behind you. While he worked on putting that on, you shimmied your panties down your thighs and hiked up your skirt, then felt Younghyun pressing you back against the ledge of the desk. The wood dug into your thighs but it was worth it if he would keep his body close to yours.

You reached a hand over your head to pull his head closer to yours and craned your neck to meet your lips with his. You both sighed and took a moment to lose yourself in this kiss, the first real kiss you'd shared, and your mind was void of any thoughts but him. A part of you absentmindedly thought that even if this night hadn't gone any further than kissing, you could have been content with that, but you were quickly reminded of how badly you wanted to sleep with him when you felt his dick rubbing through your slit. "So wet..." he noted softly.

"From spending the day around you," you quipped with a smirk, turning your head to look back at him. He smiled back at you then leaned back a bit to watch his length start to sink into you. You hadn't gotten to see his dick so you didn't realize how thick he was before he started to push into you, and the stretch made you groan and grip his hand that was stretched around your middle.

"Oh my God..."

"Don't worry, I'll go slow," Younghyun said. That made you think that he must be quite aware of his size and used to his partners needing a bit to get used to accommodating him. He kept his promise, holding you close and moving slowly, back and forth, a little further in every time, until he was finally fully inside you. He stilled and you felt your pussy clench, this stretch being exactly what it, what you, needed. Younghyun was breathing heavily in your ear, and you knew your breaths were coming out similarly.

You turned your head and kissed him again, letting your tongue lap lightly at his lip this time, and he responded by pressing his tongue between your lips lithely. He pulled his hips back, dragging his cock nearly all the way out, then shoved back in, in a thrust that had you both groaning into each other's mouths. He just kept going, quickly fucking you at a steady pace, not spending much more time on foreplay, especially since you were both so worked up and you'd already practically begged him to fuck you first. You wanted to keep kissing him but it was uncomfortable to keep twisting around and you really didn't want him to stop fucking you, and god was it hot to have him taking you from behind like this. So you turned back around to face the wall, but his lips didn't leave your skin and stayed glued to your neck. You briefly imagined the table in front of you was his desk, at work. How hot it would be to fuck him in your office where you spent every day together, where your coworkers would continue to work, oblivious to any sexual escapades you may have gotten into.

"God you take it well," Younghyun groaned before leaning forward and pressing his hand to the desk for leverage. "I could fuck you all night, baby." Oh god, pet names! You were simply melting now.

"That's the goal."

Younghyun chuckled darkly and fucked into you particularly hard, making you stutter out a few curses. "Oh is it? Tell me, what else did you have in mind?" Younghyun pulled you back so you were flush against him and made the table clank against the wall with every hard thrust. Normally you'd be worried about the noise, but you knew there was no one on the other side of that wall because it lead to your room. You were in complete bliss, finally getting filled to the brim, having a warm body to fuck rather than your own fingers or toys, and having it be your biggest crush in the world wasn't half bad either.

Your mind flickered through the various fantasies, your go-to thoughts, the things you'd imagined doing with him, and the possibilities this particular situation offered. But no matter what you thought of, you couldn't think of a way to say it aloud, especially when you were so distracted otherwise. So instead you decided to show him. You placed a hand on his thigh to get him to pause, and he followed what you silently asked. You moved so he pulled out of you, then turned around and sunk to your knees, watching his expression change as you pushed his shirt up more and wrapped your hand around his thick cock. "Fuck..." he sighed as your hand jerked him so well, his tongue poking out to wet his lips. Your gaze came down to where your hand was and you finally got a good look at his dick. You'd be lying if you said you hadn't tried to picture what he looked like before, but you had to admit that reality was better than your imagination. Or maybe you were just so enormously turned on that it felt that way. Either way, your mouth watered at the sight and you couldn't resist wrapping your lips around it. You held the base and let it rest heavily on your tongue, just letting your lips suck on the tip like a sweet lollipop. Your head was spinning; you still couldn't believe you were doing this. You actually had Younghyun's dick in your mouth, and the thought alone was driving you wild. When you felt how warm and velvety soft his skin was under your touch, but also the way his veins throbbed and cock twitched and stiffened more, you couldn't hold back the muffled, whimpery moans you let out. "You are so amazing, Y/N" Younghyun praised, a hand on your chin to get you to look up at him. You gave him your best innocent puppy dog eyes while you cheeked his tip, and drank in his lust-filled expression, internally beaming at his praises. Your pussy was throbbing for more attention, but you did your best to ignore that for now. You knew you'd get your turn and you wanted to make him feel good. "Your mouth feels so good, baby," he sighed, thumb caressing your cheek that hollowed as you sucked over him.

"You're so hard..."

"Oh, fuck," Younghyun moaned when you let your tongue play around his sensitive tip. "Alright, come here," he said suddenly, grabbing your hand and pulling you to your feet. He smiled at you and kissed you, one hand gently holding your face and the other grabbing your ass. He made you feel so wanted, which was something you'd been craving for awhile.

You followed him to the bed and he pulled you in to straddle him as he sat on the edge, your black skirt again bunching at your waist. He brought his lips up to yours and kissed you feverishly, pushing your blazer off your shoulders and unbuttoning your shirt while you yanked at his tie to loosen it. You tasted the cool freshness of mint on his breath and easily fell into his soft, plush lips. The warmth of arms encircling you was something you hadn't felt in awhile and you hadn't realized just how much you'd missed it. Younghyun brought both his hands up to hold your face, one thumb gently stroking over your cheek, and the small action made your heart ache.

"Take this off," he said suddenly, pulling at the short zipper on the side of your skirt. You stood up and eagerly removed the garment, and he pushed at the waistband of your panties as well, leaving your entire lower half bare. Younghyun wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you in, whisking you in a way that made you giggle. "Here, c'mon..." He laid back and positioned you above him, a couple of beckoning fingers drawing you in, and you realized then that he wanted you to sit on his face. Fuuuck.

You were a bit unsure, but the way his hands stroked soothingly over your thighs helped immensely, and he soon brought his lips up to your pussy, making you relax into pleasure as he sucked on your clit. He hummed approvingly against you, then pulled your hips down further so he didn't have to strain his neck to reach you. Within seconds he had your legs quaking, his tongue flickering teasingly through your slit. You were incredibly wet by now, the almost embarrassingly slick mess that had been hidden under your skirt now dripping down your thighs and onto his chin. His tongue slid so easily through you and he eagerly lapped at it, then angled your hips so he could latch back onto your clit. "God, that's fucking good," you moaned, one hand coming down to push through his hair, the other steadying yourself against the mattress.

A thunderous groan rumbled through him, and your words emboldened him even more. He gripped your thighs and wriggled his tongue into you, your mind going back to the way it felt to be filled with his dick. Your climax started approaching, but you didn't want to reach it, not just yet. You knew how tired you would be if you hit it now and you wanted to keep this going for as long as possible. But at the same time, everything he was doing to you felt so amazing, you couldn't bring yourself to pull away. While your brain told you to move away, your body's impulses won out and you stayed put until you were falling over the edge. "Oh God, Younghyun, right there, please, fuck!" Your head rolled back and your orgasm rattled through your body, seeping into every part of you, and all you could do was call out his name. Barely able to hold yourself up on your legs of jelly that were shaking at either side of his head, Younghyun held you strongly above his face in his secure arms. One of his hands grabbed your ass and he groaned again, the sound sending aftershock shivers up your spine, and he laved his tongue through your sensitive pussy, ending at your clit, which felt like a live wire.

"God, I've been wanting to do that for so long," Younghyun chuckled breathlessly as you fell onto the bed next to him. You glanced over to see his chest heaving almost as much as yours.

"Really?" For some reason, even after all the lewd things you'd just done, that was the thing that made you blush. It felt indescribably liberating to realize that he liked you just as much as you liked him.

Younghyun turned his head to look at you and wiped at his mouth with his sleeve. "You sound surprised," he quipped with a smirk that made your heart do a little tap dance in your chest. You laid on your stomach and rested your head in your hands.

"Guess I just wasn't expecting you to feel that way...about me. It's kind of strange to think anyone could feel that way about me."

Younghyun turned to look you in the eye, a satisfied warmth in them. "Well, I definitely do. And I have for quite awhile."

Ugh, all of that made you want him all over again. You sat up and crawled across the bed and you leaned down to run your hands through his collar and kiss him, with a newfound passion and confidence. That confidence you'd tried so hard to fake at the airport now felt realized and you no longer needed to fake it, at least not around him.

There was one thing that came to you though, in this moment of clarity. "How did you know my side of the door would be unlocked?" You were thinking back to when you first got back to his room; you wouldn't have been able to get into your room through his unless the door was unlocked from your side too.

"Hm? Oh, that," he chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "I didn't. I just thought it would help get your butt in here." You both laughed at that, and you blushed, knowing he was right. "You've been way too shy this whole trip, I knew I needed some excuse to ask you to come in. Guess it's lucky you're forgetful."

"And what if I hadn't forgotten my key?" You asked with a smirk.

"Hmm I would have...probably sat in here for an hour trying to think of something to say to get you here. Or get me there," he added on, pointing toward your room. Damn, he really was interested in you. You knew it, but things like that really got it through your doubtful skull, and it was comforting somehow. It also made you feel so wanted, and that stirred something within you. Your hands pushed through the fabric of his shirt and you remembered he hadn't cum yet. That was something you were dying to see, and if you could be a reason Younghyun was receiving that kind of pleasure, you would be in undeniable bliss. So you leaned in to kiss him again, more passionately this time.

"You're wearing way too many clothes," you whispered against his lips with a smile, and he smiled in return.

"I think you're right."

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