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t-0ne25 · 11 months ago

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“I can’t sleep until I feel your touch.” — Option B1.1: Amethyst

[Make sure to please read Chapter 25 of Red Lights first, before you continue.]

As soon as you take another glimpse at the amethyst necklace again, you get thrown back to last afternoon. The purple dress. How he told you about his feelings. The kiss the two of you shared. Nothing comes close to that moment you had together. Fuck. You could have and should have realised so much sooner.

He was the first one you chose on this show, so he for sure will be your choice in the end, too. You head towards the cash desk, bringing the amethyst jewellery with you.

“This one, please,” you tell Lia while reaching for your wallet.

“The colour suits you,” she compliments you, while letting you pay and carefully putting the necklace into a small paper bag.

“Chan said the same,” you say, not really thinking about it.

Lia chuckles, “Are you guys finally a couple?”

“W-What?”

She rolls her eyes, finding it adorable that you don’t quite catch what she means, “Come on, when you entered the store with that bridal attire I thought you were running away from a spontaneous wedding into the arms of Chan. You’ve always had this certain chemistry that you usually only see in movies.”

Is this a sign? This is for sure a sign, right?

You grab the paper bag and put your wallet back into your purse.

“You’re right. I have to go, thank you, Lia.”

Rushing out the store, you almost stumble over your own feet and the ridiculously long white dress.

“Uhm, yeah sure, have a nice day!”

Half an hour later, you find yourself at the company Chan works at, knowing he will be there. Your expectations turn out to be true, when one of the assistants allows you entrance. Opening the door to his studio, you see him inside of it, big headphones covering his ears.

Still, he notices your presence, as he lays them aside, “Y/N… is everything alright? Why are you here?”

“You’re gonna be a lucky husband one day, Chan,” you boldy announce.

He looks at you confused, “What do you mean?”

“As long as you make me your wife, of course,” you add, shrugging your shoulders.

Chan gets up from his seat, shaking his head in disbelief. Long strides bring him closer to you. He’s a little puzzled why you’re in a wedding dress but he guesses it must be because of the show. Shit—did you really come to the studio right after quitting? You didn’t stay there till the end, right? It’s way too early for that. You were supposed to come back to Seoul tomorrow.

“Are you playing with me?” he asks, blinking twice.

“I would never, baby,” you reply, tilting your head.

His mouth falls agape, “Fuck… How… Why?”

“I made the wrong decision,” you admit. “I shouldn’t have let you go. No, screw that—I shouldn’t have said some shit like ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’ when our moment hasn’t left my heart since then.”

A bright smile appears on his face, when he listens to your words, simultaneously pulling you closer as he grabs you by the hips.

“We’re idiots, aren’t we?”

“Absolute idiots,” you giggle. Your eyes flicker down to his lips and his gaze does the same with yours. “Just kiss me, Christopher.”

His mouth crashes into your own then, when he starts kissing you. A thousand fireworks are shooting through your veins, when he’s with you like this. You wonder if you would have made different decisions if you allowed him to kiss you that night in Vegas, but this doesn’t matter now anymore. All that counts is that you’re together with him.

“It’s always been you, baby, all this time,” Chan says in between kisses. He guides you towards the sofa inside his studio, before he sinks down and pulls you with him. You land on his lap, your lips staying connected with his throughout all time.

“It’s always been you, too, even before that night,” you confess.

“If that stupid red car appeared at the first try, you’d already be my spouse, hm?”

You keep kissing him, when he has you in his hold like that. It feels good to be with him. It feels as if it’s meant to be, after all.

“We’ve got all time now, baby,” you reassure him.

Chan adores it when you use that pet name for him—it makes his heart melt and his knees all wobbly. Although, you manage to have that effect on him at all times, really.

He suddenly changes the course, when he picks you up by the hips and lays you onto the couch. Now hovering above you, his lips travel further down. The irony that you’re wearing what looks like a fucking wedding dress, is insane. When Chan pulls the fabric over your head, revealing the red lingerie underneath, another thing gets spotted by his eyes.

“Is that an amethyst?” he asks.

You giggle, placing the gemstone between two of your fingers, “Hm, same colour as the dress you chose for me.”

“You’re insane,” he lets out, once again in disbelief. This all feels like a dream except for the fact that it isn’t. It’s all real.

“Insane for you, yes,” you chuckle.

Chan helps you out of your bra next, before he hovers his black sweater over his head. The contrast is almost hilarious—the elegant white dress that’s by now discarded somewhere on the floor and his simple but comfy clothes on top of it.

His kisses enlighten on your skin again and he wanders further south, brushing over your breasts, taking one of your sensitive buds into his mouth, while the other one is pinched between his fingers.

“Let me get a taste of you, yeah? How’s that sound, babygirl?” he asks.

“Fucking perfect,” you reply, parting your legs for him.

“Make yourself comfortable, hm?”

You nod, as you allow him to take your panties off of you. A whiff of your scents enters his nostrils and he feels himself drooling at the thought of finally having you under him like this. Oh, how much he wanted to eat you out that night. Do even more. And start right again when the two of you woke up the next day.

His fingers spread your pussy lips apart, giving his tongue better access to your clit. A string of saliva hits you, although this isn’t even necessary—you’re already drenched for him, absolutely soaking wet because he’s so close to you.

The kitten licks soon turn into Chan making out with your pussy, as two of his fingers gently push into your hole, all effortlessly. He stretches you out perfectly, scissoring you open. Shit—you’re not gonna last long, that’s for sure. You should have done this back then, should have waited for another stupid red car to drive around the corner and then spread your legs for your best friend in that hotel in Vegas.

When Chan curls his fingers unexpectedly, you already envision yourself seeing stars very soon and when a few more encouraging words leave his lips, you cum all over him, coating his fingers and tongue in your juices. Your best friend helps you through your high, before he takes his time to lick both your pussy and his fingers clean.

“That was… unbelievable,” you say in between heavy breaths, trying to calm down a little.

A gentle kiss gets placed on top of your forehead, before you watch Chan walk towards his backpack that’s at the other side of his room.

“What are you doing?” you ask, balancing yourself on your elbows.

“Grabbing a condom,” he lets you know.

You gulp, “Uhm… you know, we don’t have to use one. I’m on the pill.”

Chan knows you’re on birth control. He’s your best friend and usually has to remind you to take it on time thanks to how forgetful you can get, especially when being stressed. But this is insane. The fact you’re gonna let him fuck you raw, lets him fear that he might just cum in his pants.

“Alright then,” he says, before letting the wrapper fall somewhere on the ground, out of sight now. You chuckle because of his excitement, waiting for him to come back.

“Chan…” you whisper, while he’s busy getting rid of the rest of his clothes.

“Yeah, baby?” he asks, back on the couch now.

“I need you… so much…”

“Sure, darling,” he chuckles. “Can you turn around for me?”

You do as you’re told, getting on all fours for him. Chan places a pillow between your head and the armrest for a little bit of comfort, before he aligns his hard cock with your entrance. He pushes himself inside, centimetre after centimetre. Due to his size, you’re glad he’s prepared you so well.

Chan starts with slow movements but once he hears you moaning his name, drooling all over the soft cushion underneath, he picks up his pace a little. One of his hands is placed on your ass cheek, spanking you whenever you clench around him. The other one is at your neck, keeping you in the position he wants you in.

“Fuck– Chan–“ is all you’re able to let out. His hand wanders away from your ass, sneaking between your legs from the front instead—he starts playing with your clit, chuckling right into your ear, when he feels you get closer so soon again.

“Come on, be a good girl and give me another one,” he whispers.

“Chan– I can’t it’s–“ your body feels possessed by the sensations he’s giving you.

“Oh, you can. I know you can, darling,” he encourages you, while fucking ever deeper into you, railing you into oblivion.

You hastily nod, “Yes– okay, God, right there, please, please, please–“

A few seconds later, your second orgasm takes over you. You drown out your noises, when you scream right into the pillow. Chan has different plans, though, when he slowly pulls you away from it, wanting to listen to your sinful noises.

“Let me hear you, baby.”

He helps you through your high, feeling himself getting closer. Your name slips from his lips like a mantra, before he pulls out of you and his seeds land on your ass and lower back. He is quick to bring an old shirt to clean you, before he hands you some fresh clothes that he has at the studio as well as a bottle of water.

“Uhm… the… the microphone was still on,” Chan says, when he takes a look at all the equipment, seeing a little red light blinking.

“I think we’re used to that by now. Feel free to use it for one of your songs,” you tell him.

He’s gonna faint anytime soon, if you keep going like this.

“God, you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.” Chan slips into his clothes, too. “Let me turn all the devices off and then I’ll take you out for a date, okay?”

“Okay.”

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jiminrings · 4 years ago

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why do i feel like even if tae is the one who's injured AND caught between stem koo and senior oc's tension, jungkook would STILL be the one who's crying

cold senior!y/n x stem major!koo masterlist :D

there's fINALLY some sort of peace and redemption between them

taehyung has never been indirectly involved in a palpable situation like this

the last time he was involved in anything remotely close to this, it had something to do with his field trip in second grade

whew god that was a rEALLY pressuring experience for him

it was a split vote to whether they should go to a strawberry field or a newly-opened futuristic kid-friendly interactive dinosaur museum SLASH theme park!!!!!!!

then taehyung picked the strawberry farm that was about 70% dirt

tae's put into a situation again and he doesn't know how to act lmao

"y'okay sweetheart? what's your relation to them?" the kind nurse that's obviously the maternal figure of the emergency ward asks him as she assesses him, a bit of a queue before he could get his leg patched up

he is beyond glad that she asked :D

tae's here to get his leg casted and entertain himself for the meantime!!! his fun isn't exactly correlated to that brooding fucking stem nerd's definition of it!!!

taehyung points to you directly, a cheeky grin on his face as you tilt your head in alert from your seat beside him

"she's my girlfriend!"

you chuckle at his playfulness and even the nurse does so with how proud he sounded, about to scribble it down on her clipboard when someone clearly sounds panicked about it

"she's not his girlfriend," jungkook rises from his slouched position on his seat, wide eyes fixated on the nurse as he shakes his head, trying to make her believe him

it isn't true!!!! that's misinformation!!! that's a crime!!!!

tae snaps his fingers, solemnly shaking his head

"right, my bad!! the two of us aren't in a relationship. actually, the three-..."

god oW

jungkook can't help but whack the back of taehyung's head, their boundary from being semi-strangers in your year you see like twice a day now crossing into semi-friends who aren't reserved with each other jUST because of kook's smack

that's a silent understanding, basically

tae smacks jungkook right back, only stopping on bickering when you intentionally clang your watch on the bedframe to spook them, exiting from the curtain so you could talk with the nurse

being caught in the middle of things cOULD really be fun!!! tae should get involved more often

"so tHIS is why you were outside y/n's dorm when i gave yoongi the cookies!!"

"... you know?"

kook freezes at the possibility that for some way he can't think of, taehyung somehow knows what happened between the two of you

was that why he just hAPPENED to drop by cookies when he was talking with yoongi??

yeah uhm not really

"no. i just know that yoongi hung you out to dry," he snorts because as he recalls it, jungkook looked as pale as a ghost

he didn't really plan to arrive at that time either!!! taehyung just wanted to knock on your door and hopefully drop you his treats then he'll be off his way

he didn't exactly expect to walk in on yoongi looking like he's gonna deck jungkook if only he hadn't yelled out his senior's name

see? it's like the universe just wants taehyung to be at the right places at the wrong times in order for them to eventually fall into place

okay he kinda did take a major L for having his ankle busted but that only means that you and jungkook (even if he doesn't know anything) better make up!!!

“is it bad that i wanted yoongi to punch me that time?” jungkook wonders out loud and he almost wishes he hadn’t, getting an immediate reaction of agreement

“i’ll fill in for him!!” tae half-jokes, getting yet another smack to his shoulder and at that rate, they’d be brothers by tomorrow lmao

“anyways,” he sighs as he leans back to his pillow, keeping his foot elevated. technically, this isn’t his business at all, but what could he do?? he’s sort-of-involved now and jungkook looks like he’s gonna cry out of all people, “you just want yoongi to deck you because that’d absolve you of your guilt.”

kook sighs at that, gripping his hair to keep himself from crying

“but i already know i’m guilty. not only with yoongi, but y/n especially!!”

he whistles at that, getting a mental image with your fists balled because he’s hung around enough practices to photograph all of you for the school paper, knowing that you dO pack a lot of power

“so them decking you is the only way you would feel guiltless?”

jungkook shifts at that, murmuring his answer to the question he’s got thrown

“w-well getting my apology accepted by them would be much appreciated.”

taehyung practically spoon-feeds the answer jungkook need to hear, shrugging carelessly as he watches the boy’s turmoil

god what does he dO?? this is his first interaction with you ever since the incident and he doesn’t know how to act

of all places and scenarios, it just hAD to be in the hospital because stoopid taehyung here decided to run to you while in the rain

as if on cue do you return to the curtained area with a nurse, forms between your fingers

“time to get your x-ray done, tae,” you almost sing-song to him in cheer, being relieved that things were picking up faster than you intended it to

you pat him on the head in an attempt at affection, oblivious to the curious glances that jungkook gives you while he assists the nurse in transferring taehyung to the wheelchair

it’s not until the curtain closes again and taehyung’s gone that you move, hand outstretched to give something to jungkook

.... which is just his share of taehyung’s forms that he needed to fill out so you could get on faster

the two of you are sitting beside each other, chairs close but not exactly close, clipboard in hand and taehyung’s phone at the middle edge of the hospital bed so you could copy his information

jungkook kNOWS he should be focusing on writing tae’s blood type right now, but the spur of the moment nudges him on entirely

"i'm sorry. i'm so, so sorry."

he squeaks and he has to breathe out after that

well there it goes :-)

you knew that the day wouldn’t have finished without jungkook’s input, having avoided him long enough that you didn’t know what to feel

were you expecting an apology from him??? uhm not exactly

are you commending him for apologizing??? not at all!! thanking someone for apologizing over what they’ve done to you in the first place is just a new low

“i know i can’t take back what i said now, but i truly didn’t mean it. i-i was just so confused but — b-but i’m not making excuses!! what i did was beyond shitty of me.”

oh hold on a second

that’s the first time you heard jungkook cuss

you wring your hands as you try to absorb his apology as much as possible without feeling awkward

ok you’re not as good for tHIS type of confrontation

it’s not the first time you’ve been wronged but this is perhaps the first time someone owned up to their wrong and apologize for it face-to-face

,,,,,, and not just because yoongi gave them a piece of his mind

yoongi likes fighting battles for you at times, even if you don’t necessarily ask him to

you appreciate it, but you kNOW he did not get jungkook off the hook so easily!!!!

you honestly thought that with his temper, he would’ve punched jungkook even if it was gonna make you mad

“it’s totally up to you if you don’t want to forgive me, b-but i figured i could die trying, y’know? you can reject me a couple hundred times and i’ll retry a couple thousand.”

jungkook adds and it makes the corner of your mouth raise in the tiniest most miniscule way

he knows that not only does he need to apologize with words, he also nEEDS to make it up to you with his actions!!! that’s why he plans on-

you pause your writing on the form, the act of you doing so making him freeze all the same as you try to carry on with speaking as inaudible as possible

"well you know now. i like you, that was my fault," you offer in response to his apology, coughing when you realize your mistake. "i liked you, i mean."

ok he deserved that

jungkook knows you probably figured out the hyeji situation already through yoongi, cutting his explanations down because you don’t even wanna hear her name

was it the truth? do you really not like jungkook anymore?

....

......

.........

you simmer in the own silence you’ve created, only being broken when jungkook shyly murmurs

"can't you like me some more?"

you snort at what seemed to be his playful suggestion, chuckling to yourself

jungkook was only hALF-kidding and he bows his head in embarrassment over your reaction, the pen in his hand feeling extremely light with how his hand’s trembling

you resume your writing wordlessly, not even daring to look at your right because jungkook’s trying to make himself as small as possible too

the words are just dying to fall out from his mouth, an unhinged trap he could no longer regulate when it comes to you

"you're loveable. extremely loveable."

jungkook says out of nowhere and you falter at writing taehyung’s supposed food allergies, a quiet curiosity to your words

"how would you know that?"

there’s no thought process behind it as he speaks surely this time, only taking the slightest bit of courage to look at you from the corner of his eye

"because it's you."

,,,,,

HOW are you supposed to react to that,,,

the curtains peek open and a grinning taehyung on a wheelchair estatically waves his hand

you and jungkook split from each other even if you haven’t been that close enough immediately, thankful for the welcome interruption

tae outstretches his arms for you to hoist him up the bed and you agree instantly, oblivious to the fact that he’s sticking his tongue out to jungkook who’s giving him a mean glare for his playfulness

his x-rays are all finished and he’s just waiting for the doc to come and interpret them (even if it’s beyond obvious that his ankle’s broken!!!!) so he could get on with wrapping his leg with a cast

jungkook takes this as a chance to rise up from his seat, snatching the opportunities he can within the timeframe

"what do you guys want from the cafeteria?"

tae beams at that, grateful because fINALLY someone’s asked him

"ooh!! i want-"

"what would you like, y/n?"

jungkook continues as he effectively interrupts taehyung who’s squinting and looks beyond offended ay the moment

his motive is buying <3 you <3 dinner!! not mr. ankle-breaker over here

you catch on to what he’s trying to do immediately, rolling your eyes with a hint of amusement when you plop back to your chair

“i'll have what taehyung wants.”

huh....

so he has no choice then but to ask,.,.,

jungkook clears his throat, his lips curved to a smile but his eyes looking the furthest thing from friendly

"what would you like,,,, taehyung?"

the boy pretend to be deep in thought just to waste kook’s time even more, even throwing in the humming to sell the idea

he’s been humming for half a minute now

“pasta. i want pasta. like, the most expensive pasta they have,” he nods at the amazement he has for himself, sneaking a look to a narrow-eyed jungkook

“c’mon, kook. think about y/n. she’s getting what i’m getting!!”

jungkook’s eyes instantly become brighter, realization sweeping over his features as he tries to hurry because you might be hungry at this point

“right, of course!! i’ll even get dessert :D”

well wasn’t tHAT easy hee-hee

hey maybe getting your ankle busted does lead to better things!!!

jungkook’s never been more excited to pay for overpriced pasta in cash (!!!) and carry up multiple paper bags of food and drinks on the stairs because the elevator’s taking too long

he’s only slightly confused when he walks to your spot that taehyung wasn’t there, even kinda being relieved actually

tae was whisked away for the second and final time to have his leg wrapped up, leaving you and jungkook alone once again

“that looks expensive.”

you remark the moment you see the fancy paper bags, bringing your wallet out to atleast take out a few bills that you think would cover the cost for this hospital dinner

jungkook incessantly shakes his head no, instead making you sit in place so he could turn the area to be a cozy dinner place as best as he could

"i mean it. i'm gonna make it up to you, i swear."

he speaks sometime in the middle of your silent meal, waiting for the time that it’d feel more sincere and not a little forced

ya know he didn’t want to make it seem that buying overpriced dinners correspond to him making it up to you!!!!

"i know."

you answer truthfully because you might have saw this coming, knowing in the back of your head that you wouldn’t put put it past jungkook to be sincere

you hear a noise of surprise when you reply, jungkook immediately putting his hand inside the pocket of his hoodie to fish out something

“your eyedrops, by the way. i meant to give it back to you earlier.”

your eyes skim on the dainty-looking handmade origami box on jungkook’s palm, a fond look he could atleast distinguish

you take it from him nonetheless, unaware at the multiple layers you have yet to know inside said box

“i can always buy a new one.”

he shakes his head at that, scrunching his nose as he mindlessly pokes at the chicken

he thinks back to what he put inside that might’ve been the reason why he didn’t just buy you a new stock in the first place

“i like giving back.”

giving back as in returing feelings too or whatever maybe!!!!! just maybe

he waves you off when you thank him for giving it back, his next words becoming a little weighted on your mind

"open it up when you feel like it. it's up to you."

that was that then

okay maybe not

you’re almost finished with your dinner and you know that you’re about to come home anyway, getting a text from tae that he’s done being wrapped up and is just waiting for his reminders now

why not say what you want to anyway??

"thank you for the lunchbox yesterday, by the way."

jungkook’s the one who’s caught off-guard this time, choking on his rice briefly before questioning you wITHOUT looking pathetic

"h-how did you know it was me??"

your hand only skims to the right of him, having to slightly lean against him to get what you need

it’s tae's record that jungkook had to fill up

you’ve just realized it a little while ago when jungkook was downstairs buying from the cafeteria, the distinct way of how he writes his A’s and curves his Y’s being embedded into your mind

"because it's you."

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doyumacy · 4 years ago

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RIDE OUT - 9

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"yes yes yes yes," you moan as yuta eats you out.

"y/n, you look amazing. your face flushed, your lips as red as cherries, and your pussy, well i have no words for that." your face flushes even more from the compliment.

yuta adds a third finger and you roll your eyes. "fuck, i'm gonna cum." you whine.

"come for us, baby," you hear mark whispering in your ear. “let us see how beautiful you look when you cum.”

you wake up startled. your forehead is full of sweat and your hair is sticking to the back of your it. you swallow slowly as you sit on the bed and try to control your breathing. you don’t even realise you are panting.

what the hell was that? why is your mind tricking you in that way and making you have wet dreams about these two men? as if it isn’t hard enough.

you run a hand through your hair and get up from the bed going downstairs. it seems that johnny and jisung aren’t up yet. you need to focus on something else or your mind won’t stop replaying your steamy dream, and that’s the last thing you need right now.

you make breakfast and then get ready to open the shop. luckily, jungwoo has arrived earlier and he has already opened. you enter the shop and spot jaehyun talking to jungwoo about some switches.

“good morning,” you mutter.

jaehyun turns, surprised as if he isn’t expecting you. jungwoo smiles at you. “you're early today, y/n.”

“couldn’ts sleep,” you shrug and walk next to jaehyun. “i recommend the red one. it’s a better fit for your car.” you tell jaehyun.

he nods. “thanks.” he rubs his nape. “do you think we can talk?”

“i’ll be… at the office,” jungwoo gives you privacy and locks himself in the small office.

you turn your face to jaehyun. “what do you need?”

jaehyun sighs and rests his hands on the counter. “i didn’t know anything about it. i found out he was alive like almost two months ago…” he scrunches his face. “i’m sorry.”

you slowly nod. “i know.”

jaehyun frowns. “hold on, you’re not gonna yell at me or something?”

“you want me to yell at you?” you ask him.

“no, but… i thought you hated me and didn’t want to be my friend anymore,” jaehyun exhales in relief.

“dude, i had your dick in my mouth,” you remind him. “nothing can beat that.”

jaehyun laughs. “so, are we good?”

“yeah,” you reply to him. “but if you ever lie to me again i will chop off your balls.”

“you are a sadist.”

“stop whining and come here,” you open your arms.

jaehyun goes around the counter and hugs you. “i also knew you wouldn’t last too much time upset at me.”

you squint your eyes and look at him when he pulls away. “i can still regret it.”

“you won’t, and you know why? because i am your best friend and you need to rant about the situation,” he beams proudly.

“well, you’re right,” you murmur. “my mind is fucking me up and i don’t know what to do.”

jaehyun wraps an arm around your shoulder. “listen, y/n, fuck your mind. listen to your heart, does it beat faster when you see mark or when you see yuta?”

“beats pretty much in the same way for both,” you groan. “i’m even having wet dreams with them, jaehyun!” you rest your head on his shoulder. “i’m sick.”

“well, my advice is go poly!” he smiles and you stare at him. “yeah, never mind. that wouldn’t work. yuta is too possessive.”

“i just remembered why i never ask you for advice,” you sigh.

jaehyun giggles. “you want me to be real honest?” you nod. “you like mark and maybe there are more feelings there involved, but how do you feel about yuta? you might still have feelings for him?”

you pinch your nose. “it’s… complicated? weird? i mean, i never felt like that for anyone before. yuta is… the love of my life?”

jaehyun shrugs. “could be yes, but that doesn’t mean he’s your only love of your life. you still can have one more, or two, or three…”

“could you please run me over?” you sigh dramatically.

jaehyun chuckles. “y/n, i’m serious. you need to make your mind up before someone gets hurt.”

“that doesn’t help either,” you groan, pushing him away.

you are walking down the santa monica pier with mark at your side. after he picked you up that afternoon, he told you he'd take you to your favorite place. you never revealed him that, but replied he got a little help from jisung.

you are walking close together, shoulders brushing. and mark desperately wants to hold your hand. he ends up taking your hand into yours and you smile slightly squeezing his hand.

“the sun is setting.” you say. mark drags his eyes away from you and focuses on the water. the way the waves move toward the skyline.

the sunset reflects onto the water, pinks, oranges, and purples all blending with blue. It’s beautiful.

“it’s breathtaking.” he states, turning his head to look back at you.

“yeah. it's my favorite part of the day," you say, sounding awed. mark smiles at you, big and lopsided.

“i feel the same way,” he confesses, staring at you.

you blush and decide to avoid his eyes. you two stand there in silence for a while, holding hands. once it’s nearly dark, mark and you walk to the pacific park entrance and he smiles looking at the colorful roller coaster. “let’s ride it.”

"that looks,” you pause as you look up and watch the cart fly along the metal, the occupants all screeching with excitement as they were flipped upside down and around sharp curves, “interesting.”

"come on!" he takes your hand, yanking you towards the line.

how are you supposed to say to mark you're scared of roller coaster and you have never rode one? but you can't. he looks so excited and so thrilled about it that your heart melts.

you don't have to wait long before you are next to load onto the cart. mark looks over and sees that you are biting your bottom lip as the previous passengers file out of their seats.

“y/n, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” mark looks at you.

“no, I want to do this.”

“good,” mark nods, “because it’s our turn.”

mark helps your with placing the seatbelt on, laughing when he realizes that you never wear a seatbelt when you drive but somehow you trust it. when the ride operators come around and pushes the metal bar onto your laps, you squint down at it and tilted your head.

“do they really expect this to stop us from falling out?” you whisper and yank on the bar a couple times, making the whole cart shake.

“come on baby, you know about physics,” mark reaches over and places one hand on top of you to stop the shaking.

"i know nothing about physics," you frown, looking at him.

"you do," he holds your hand. "just relax, baby. if we fall, we won't know."

you groan and squeeze at his hand. "i'm gonna yank your hair off."

mark chuckles and when the car begins moving forward, the grip that you have on the bar tightens. you begin creeping up the first hill, and mark looks over at you to try and calm your nerves.

“why don't you ride roller coasters?”

you rub your forehead. “my best friend died on a roller coaster. this shit collapsed and she died."

"oh shit, y/n... i'm sorry," mark stares at you and groans. "fuck, i'm sorry. i'll talk to guys so we can get off ri-"

mark stops talking when he sees you laughing and throw your head back. he cocks an eyebrow. "what's so funny, baby?"

"i'm shitting on you, mark," you wipe your eyes.

mark squints his eyes and pulls away from you. the roller coaster stops once you're on the highest point. you refuse to look down because you don't want to see the sea and how tall you are. mark slightly moves, making the cart move. you hiss at him. "stop, mark."

"what?" he smiles at you, moving again.

you whine and you grip at the bar. "mark!" you groan. "stop it or i swear to god i'm gonna run your over with my car."

mark laughs and he comes near you. "you're so cute when you get mad."

"and i'll get cuter when i chop off your balls," you stare at him.

he pouts. "truce?"

"fine. but dinner's on you."

after leaving the pier, mark takes you to his favorite restaurant. he then takes you home and parks right outside. he turns to you and smirks. "i had a great time."

"yeah well, wish i could i say the same," you joke.

mark laughs and leans to give you a kiss. you kiss him back and he grabs your jaw to kiss you better. you pull away and smile tilting your head to the side. "just a simple kiss for you, lee."

mark nods. "as my girl wishes."

you roll your eyes. "you can be very cheesy sometimes, did you know?"

"yep." he winks at you.

you sigh. "i can't stand you."

"too bad. you're already so into me."

"just... go home, mark." you giggle and give him a final kiss. he nods and kisses you back. "text me when you get there."

(...)

on a saturday night, doyoung ask you, no, demands you to be at a party he's throwing. you don't want to go, but you can't risk screwing yuta's plan.

you arrive at the party’s locations and you find some known faces. you spot doyoung talking to a red haired man and you assume he’s his friend. you turn around, walking through the drunk and high people dancing. you have a cup in your hand, but you’re not drinking. you need to keep your head clear in case something happens.

as you’re trying to make your way to the bar so you can take a seat, you meet with someone’s chest. you look up and your eyes wide open. it’s jisung.

what the hell is he doing there?

“what in the world are you doing here?” you hiss at him.

“my friend invited me,” he shrugs.

“are you stupid, jisung?” you look at him. “this is doyoung’s party!”

“w-what?” he stutters. “i didn’t know. my friend just told me to come, but i can’t find her anywhere.”

“tell your… friend you had to go.” you advise him. “please. i don’t want doyoung to see you.”

“too late.”

“why?” you frown.

“he’s walking to us.”

you suddenly feel an arm around your shoulders and doyoung pulls you closer to him. he smiles. “who is this young man, y/n?”

you gulp. “he’s my uhm… my brother.”

doyoung smiles looking at jisung and extends his hand. “nice to meet you. i’m doyoung.”

jisung looks at you and then eyes doyoung’s hand. he slightly shakes it. “hi. i uhm… i’m jisung.”

“jisung.” doyoung nods. “i’ll remember that name.”

you remove doyoung’s arm and get away from him. “we’re actually leaving.”

“already?” doyoung cocks an eyebrow. “but the party just started.”

“i have homework,” jisung suddenly says.

“homework?” doyoung laughs. “okay. young kid needs to finish his tasks.”

“thanks for having me,” you tell doyoung. “see you later.”

“uhm… g-goodbye.” jisung mutters.

you take jisung by the arm and walk out of the party. you both are shaking but try to act as nonchalant as possible.

doyoung watches you two leave and when he feels someone’s presence next to him, he doesn’t even flinch. “told you he’d come.”

doyoung takes a bale of cash and hands them to the person standing next to him. “how did you convince him?” he turns to them.

“he’s a man,” the person fixes their hair. “a bit of flirting and he was ready to leave his family.”

doyoung nods. “yves, right?”

“yes.”

“nice job. i’ll see you around.”

(...)

the days go by and you and johnny come to the agreement that jisung will not leave the house until the situation is fixed, as it is very risky and doyoung knows about his existence, although he still does not know the identity of 'jwi'.

one night, after mark drops you off he decides to walk to the door and when you two are having a mini make out session, yuta decides to show up.

the sensation you get is confusing. you feel you're cheating on yuta and that makes you feel guilty. but you also like mark, and the more you spend time with him, the more feelings you get for him.

on the other hand, you keep having dreams where the three of you are together and you hate it.

you slightly pull away from mark and look at yuta. he only stares at you. "good evening."

you press your lips together and mark's grip on your waist tightens. "is johnny inside?"

you nod. "yes. you can come in."

yuta shakes his head. "can you tell him i'm outside please? i just need to give him something."

"okay. i'll be right back," you murmur.

you get into your house looking for johnny. mark leans against the wall, with his hands inside his jeans pockets. yuta looks everywhere but at him and it's uncomfortable.

an awkward situation.

"so..." yuta breaks the silence. "you dating my wife."

mark stares at him and blinks. "yeah."

yuta nods, slowly crossing his arms on his chest. "enjoy the time you still have left with her."

mark scoffs, almost laughing. "you're that insecure you need to threat me? you need to work harder, buddy."

"you're allowed to think whatever you want, mark," yuta shrugs. "y/n loves me. don't tell me you don't see it."

"i don't because i'm sure about her feelings towards me," mark smiles.

"please mark, you'll end up believing she's over me and hurt yourself," yuta tilts his head to the side. "i'd recommend you to walk away for once."

"i'm not the type that walks away," mark spits, looking at him.

you and johnny show up at the door and johnny greets yuta. he hands him a black usb and tells him he needs to go. he approaches you and kiss your cheek goodbye. yuta smiles at you and before he turns around to leave, he winks at you. mark rolls his eyes and johnny feels awkwardly trapped.

mark says goodbye seconds later but he gives you a kiss on the mouth, making johnny feel more uncomfortable. his eyes go everywhere, trying to avoid the scene of you kissing mark. it's gross.

"okay, get a room now. i can see the tongues from here," johnny makes a disgusted face.

"goodnight, baby. sleep tight." mark kisses your forehead.

"you too," you smile at him.

mark says goodbye to johnny and you watch him get into his car. once you and Johnny are back inside the house, johnny rubs his cheek. "girl, you need to do something about it."

"about what?" you ask him.

"about the two desperate dicks that were outside minutes ago," johnny scoffs. "didnt you feel the tension between those two? i thought they would start beating each other at any second."

"I don't want to talk about it," you state.

"you always avoid talking about it, but you eventually will have to choose one." johnny cocks an eyebrow. "or maybe convince them to start a relationship with the three of you."

"you're so annoying, johnny. just... go away." you wave a hand to shoo him away.

"you can shoo me away but you know you need to choose one." he shrugs. "it's not fair and you know it."

you sigh. "i know."

#yuta nakamoto #yuta smut #yuta imagine #nct yuta #yuta x reader #mark lee smut #mark lee imagine #mark lee x reader #mark lee #nct smut #nct 127 #nct 127 smut

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whorefordazai · 4 years ago

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hii how are you? i hope you're good<3 uhm, I don't know how to use tumblr yet,, but if you're doing request,, can i ask for sfw and nsfw headcanons for sigma? i literally can't found anything of him😭

I kinda made this abnormally long unlike my other headcannons I’m sorry haha😅 but I had a lot of fun writing it !

sigma headcannons (sfw & nsfw)

ft. sigma x gn! reader

genre: fluff, nsfw

warnings: mentions/depictions of sex

SFW

Before dating:

- before you start dating, you won’t catch much of an eye to sigma. After all, you’re just another casino worker. He still respects you and definitely values your hard work (just as any casino worker) because he knows how much work you all put into the casino.

- the both of you are just work buddies at first. That’s all. Tbh if sigma started liking you, he wouldn’t even be able to identify it as a crush LMAO

- like “oh they’re actually really pretty...” and “we would make a good partnership...” and “I really admire their skills to persevere through anything...”

- really sigma? Is that all😏?

- and then he’d begin to notice the things he’s saying in his head like “oh...they really are so beautiful...” and then realization hits and he’s like “WAIT! THEY ARE JUST A COLLEAGUE!!”

- little did he know, he said that out loud while furiously waving his arms in the air. Fyodor saw, kept quiet like this 🧍‍♂️🤐, then later gossiped about it to Nikolai.

- he’d dismiss the idea at first, ignoring his own feelings because obviously he doesn’t think he’s worthy enough for you. But it’s so hard to keep away from you. Mostly because you’re his mf partner😄👩‍🦯

- unable to keep away from you, sigma knows he wants you now. He can’t deny the fact that you’re incredibly attractive. Both inside and outside. You work just as hard as him, you’re always so determined and ready for action. Sigma envied you to be able to keep a cool head throughout frustration.

- he really wanted to make the first move. Nothing too forward. He just felt anger rising in him every time he saw an old man hit on you and try to flirt. You, of course, could only laugh with a nervous nod because they were customers.

- unable to take anymore, sigma confronts you.

“Y/n...you know you can tell those old men to stop bothering you...right?”

Your smile faltered for a second, but you quickly masked it up. “But sigma...we can’t lose customers. You work so hard to maintain this casino...it would all go to waste if the customers stopped coming.”

Sigma’s heart broke at your pained smiled. He gently grabbed your hands and made you look in his eyes. “I don’t need some old perverts as customers. You matter more to me than anyone.”

HUH?! Did I just say that😃?!

Panic immediately set in sigma’s head. Of course he wasn’t lying, you did matter to him more than anything. But it was really strange hearing it come out of his own mouth. Nothing had ever been more important to sigma than the casino. This is scary...

“Really?” Your eyes lit up. You clasped sigma’s hands tighter, resting your head on his chest. He immediately froze, unable to do anything else.

They’re hugging me? What am I supposed to do? This feels so different...am I supposed to hug back? This feels better than the hugs Nikolai forces on me...😟

After a moment of stunned silence 🤩🧍‍♂️, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a hug. This is the first time he’s hugging someone who isn’t Nikolai😧...it feels so nice.

During a relationship:

- sigma would really have to trust you to be in a relationship with you. I mean, this is the first time he’s ever had these type of feelings for anyone.

- he’s a bit shy when it comes to showing affection. The first time he attempted to hold your hand, he almost fainted because his heart was beating really fast 🕺

- holding hands is something y’all both do. It’s like a symbol of safety and reassurance when one of (or both of you) are feeling anxious. He was a real sly mf when holding your hand for the first time😏👆

The loud music blared across the rooms. You and sigma were currently trying to make your way through the floors and between huge crowds. The casino was abnormally packed with people today, it was slightly unexpected.

You could barely see anything among the crowds, only sigma’s mismatched color hair popped out among others. “Sigma...w-wait...” you managed to mutter out. You were getting caught in people’s arms and it was becoming more unbearable to walk.

Sigma didn’t turn around at your voice, so you knew he couldn’t hear you. The music was way too loud.

Just as the both of you were turning a corner, a tall figure bumped into your body, making you fall over on your arm.

“Fuck!” You winced in pain, realizing that your arm was probably broken.

“Y/n! Are you okay?!” You heard sigma’s voice call out to you. His face was morphed into shock and worry, seeing you on the floor. You raised your eyebrows. He came back for me?

He held out a hand to you, wanting to help you get up from the floor. You gladly took in, using your feet to help balance yourself.

Once you were up, you noticed that sigma had not let go of your hand. You looked up at him in confusion.

“Uhm...we should probably hold hands. Just to make sure we don’t lose each other...o-only if you want to though!” Sigma averted his eyes from yours. His voice was almost a whisper, you could barely hear it among the loud casino music.

A smile appeared on your lips. You look down at your hands clasped together, and intertwined your fingers. “Yeah. To make sure we’re safe...”

The both of you held hands the whole night.

Sneaky little sigma 😏📸

- give him sudden kisses. On his lips, cheek, or even forehead. He’ll probably stay stunned for a few seconds, unable to process what just happened.

- and then he’d go pink 😝

- I mean, he isn’t usually shy in front of others because he runs a fucking casino? There isn’t any time to be shy! But when you randomly kiss him, you’ll see his cheeks go red and his eyes glint.

- he’ll be a little flustered, so he’ll go to the back break room and take a moment to breathe and have a drink.

- the both of you have matching necklaces. The necklace has an Amethyst stone on it. It’s said to relieve anxiety and stress, and the both of you go through that every day. But really, it was just an excuse to wear matching jewelry 😊

- might I add, sigma wears a lot of jewelry! Especially to match his hair and outfits. He’ll mostly wear rings on his fingers, or sometimes you’ll sneak hair clips in his hair😏

- when he’s having a rough day, he’ll just crawl into your lap and lay his head on your thighs. You’d immediately get the message and start to slowly run your fingers through his hair.

- his arms would wrap around your waist and somehow your limbs would be tangled together under the blankets. He’d softly mumble into your chest, “I’m so lucky to have you. What did I do to deserve this?”

- having identity crises? Yes. Before he met you, sigma didn’t think he had a purpose in life. The casino was the only thing keeping him living on. Knowing all those people were depending on him kept him going. But he felt so empty.

- after a long hard days of work, he would come into his room and feel an immense emotion of loneliness. But now that you were here, he truly felt like he had someone by his side.

NSFW

- the first time y’all had sex, he was definitely shy at first. Was a little hesitant in touching you because making you uncomfortable was the last thing he wanted to do. Would always ask before placing his hands anywhere intimate. “C-can I touch you here?”

- he would be extremely gentle (and an unintentional tease) the first time. He would go really slow, his thrusts would send you oblivion. I mean, your walls are clenching around him, practically begging him to go faster.

- pls, he just doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you😞

“You feel so good...” sigma mumbled into your neck. Your eyes prick with tears from the feeling of him inside you.

“Mhm...go faster!” You mutter out, hands entangling behind his neck. His eyes flick to yours. “A-are you sure?”

“For fucks sake, yes!”

“...okay🤩!”

- after your first approval to go faster, he doesn’t hold back one bit. Within seconds, your legs are over his shoulders, his arms hooked around your thighs.

- he’s a soft dom, but kinda likes teasing you (not to the point where you don’t orgasm) but making you softly beg for his dick 😙

- sigma doesn’t always show it, but he loves it when you subtly drop hints that you want him to fuck you. The way you seem to dance with every step and your hands become fidgety just to touch him.

- expect lots of hickeys. Not the dark purple ones, just pink or red ones. He loves marking you up and watching you struggle to cover them up in the morning (don’t worry, he’ll help you cover them all while apologizing)

“Sigma, these hickeys are uncover-able 😶”

“Really? I do apologize, dear 😙”

(He’s not really sorry, if anything, he’s proud of his hard work)

- pent up stress relief sex. That’s it. That’s the headcannon. Even though this man might seem calm and collected on the outside, he’s definitely not on the inside.

- after running a casino the whole day, all he wants to do is relieve himself of his pent up stress...in you😙

- like I said, he’ll be a soft dom but when you want to ride him, his extra dom side will suddenly jump out. While you’re basically panting on his lap, he’ll grab your chin and say “you look so pretty sitting on my dick. Why don’t you look me in the eyes?”

- your legs won’t be working for the next few days shawty 🙅‍♀️

#bungou stray dogs #bsd imagines #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #bsd headcanons #bungou stray dogs sigma #bsd sigma #sigma #bsd #bsd fanfic #bungou stray dogs imagines

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slightlymore · 4 years ago

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Haechan + Coming home + angst with a fluffy ending 👉🏻👈🏻 - 🍓

haechan; angst + fluff

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[w: swearing, brief mention of alcohol, kisses]

[jeno, jaemin: side characters]

A stupid drinking game.

Haechan has asked himself before if things could have went differently if he didn't do everything he has done.

Not that it mattered.

Haechan had no chance with you whatsoever, he knew it. Because everytime he would look at you, your eyes would be on someone else.

He hated it.

He despised it with his whole being. His guts would twists on each other and he would feel sick to the core.

Yet, a weird sensation of pride or insanity, made him want to act like nothing was happening, like it was okay.

"Okay, my turn," Haechan sat up from the ground putting his weight on his knees instead, his mischievous smile painting his expression and raising the others expectations. "Take a shot if you have a crush on someone in this room."

Haechan had no idea what he was doing. He definitely didn't want to take a shot and he didn't. Nor did anyone else.

"Fuck, okay, here." You spoke up after a moment of uncertainty and threw your head back with the glass on your lips. A choir of screams engulfed the whole room and you felt your cheeks heat up from the adrenaline and alcohol.

You've had a crush on someone in the room and perhaps you were just good at pretending or he was clueless.

Perhaps he was actually clueless because he looked around just like everyone else, excited to see who the crush might be. Then everyone's eyes landed on Jeno and Jeno looked at you shocked.

Haechan couldn't look anymore.

"Jeno. You didn't drink, did you?" Haechan asked.

Jeno opened his lips embarrassed and you shot Haechan an assassin glare.

"Uhm, no, I'm sorry, Y/N, but I-" Jeno started to mumble and you couldn't bear to hear the rest. You got up and exited the room.

---

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. Get out."

Haechan's forehead was resting on your closed bedroom door after everyone left, pupils moving under his lids, jaw muscle clenched imitating his fists.

"Please," he whispered for the nth time that night.

And when you opened the door suddenly he almost fell to the ground.

"Why?" you asked, arms crossed on your chest and angry eyes.

Haechan raised his face to meet your tears-streaked one.

He hated it. He hated to see you like that. And it was his fault.

"Why did you do that, Haechan?"

"Y/N," he tried to hold your hand but you winced.

"Don't touch me. You wanted to see me rejected in front of everyone? Is this what you wanted?"

"I didn't think it through. I was just tired to see you crushing on him when he doesn't even think about you."

You lower lip trembled at his words as a new wave of tears filled your eyes.

"That's my business," you wanted to sound aggressive but the words came out so tiny that you wondered if Haechan actually heard them.

It wasn't anger. Haechan could deal with that. It was a deep disappointment. He could see it in your eyes. A defeat he didn't expect.

He fucked up and there was no going back.

---

In the mornings when the winter sun was not out yet, you could see his face on your closed lids. With a huff you would open them up and kick your blanket.

You shouldn't allow yourself to think about him.

Yet, when the phone screen would lit up, your hand would reach for it almost instantly.

From Jeno: I'm going home now

From You: this late? are you drunk?

From Jeno: haha you mean this early? I'm not drunk, I'm the one driving

From You: be careful

From Jeno: yes ma'am :)

You rolled your eyes, a little smile curving your lips before it could fade away. A sigh and the dark ceiling to keep you company.

You missed him.

You missed Haechan so much it hurt.

---

"So?" a pair of wiggling eyebrows and an elbow in your ribs claimed your attention as you were decorating the table for the Christmas dinner.

"What?" you asked Jaemin.

"You and Jeno?" he indicated said boy with his head trying to not be noticed.

Your hands stopped from folding the napkins and you stared at Jeno's profile, laughing with your friends on the couches.

Jaemin continued to place the cutlery in silence.

"There's nothing going on between Jeno and I," you finally spoke resuming your work.

"He likes you. And you like him."

You didn't add anything.

Jaemin looked at you and hummed at your expression.

"You don't like him anymore?"

You sighed.

"Sorry, don't answer. I'm being invasive. I just don't understand. You would look so good together..." Jaemin mumbled to himself.

"Yeah. I don't know what's going on with me."

But you did know what was going on. It's just that you had no idea what to do with all of that.

"How's Haechan?"

The others kept in touch with him after you drifted apart and you had to stop yourself from asking every second of his whereabouts.

"He's alright. A little weird," Jaemin shrugged.

"How's that?"

The boy looked up pensive. "Hm. I can't put my finger on it but he's a little off. I think he misses hanging out with you."

You gulped.

"I mean, like, all of us together, you know? Like the old times."

"Yeah."

"Maybe," Jaemin talked slowly as if choosing his words carefully. "Maybe we can start doing that again? I mean, Jeno likes you now so... you know, not that what Haechan did is gone etcetera but... what he did is the reason Jeno realized he likes you so..." you listened to Jaemin stutter quickly until you couldn't hear him anymore. The sound drifted away as you imagined seeing Haechan again and it became difficult for you to breathe.

---

From You: Merry Christmas

Your fingers were trembling as you typed and they continued to tremble as they hovered over the phone screen, its light the only source illuminating your face in the dark room. Then it became pitch black as you turned it off and let the phone fall on the bed. After a few steps you were already in front of the door, your feet taking you to the noise coming from the living room.

But then you heard it buzz and you froze in place. Your heart was beating like crazy when you came back and picked up the phone, a text message illuminating the screen again.

From Haechan: Merry Christmas

From Haechan: I hope you're well

You had to sit down.

From You: I am, thank you

From You: I hope you're well too

From Haechan: I am

From Haechan: I just...

From Haechan: I miss you

You stared at your phone until it became all blurry. Blinking fast you saw the drops fall on the chat as you stared at the empty typing bar.

Why were you doing that? What was stopping you from talking to him again? Anger? You weren't mad. Disappointment? You were over it. Resentfulness? You couldn't feel any of that inside of your heart.

It was fear.

You were afraid. So so afraid.

You had a little hope. That you would see Haechan again and become friends just like before. But you needed time. Not to get over what he did.

To get over your feelings for him.

Wouldn't he drift away even further if he discovered how you felt? Wouldn't he say how sorry he is?

You thought that Jeno's rejection was a lot to handle but it wasn't anything compared to the pain in your chest at the mere thought of Haechan doing the same.

You breathed in and out slowly. Haechan was typing and deleting.

From You: I'm coming

From Haechan: where?

From You: are you home?

From Haechan: yes but don't come out, it's snowing a lot

From You: see you in 15

From Haechan: y/n

From Haechan: don't go out

From Haechan: y/n

From Haechan: read my texts!

But you were already in the living room, walking quickly towards the entrance door, ignoring Jaemin standing with his casserole in his hands, and ignoring the voices of people asking you what were you doing and where were you going.

In a heartbeat your coat was on and your shoes were on your feet. You didn't mean to slam the door but in the hurry you didn't care about it at all.

With no transport and empty roads you ran. You ran on the fresh snow, the only sounds being its crunch under your soles, your quick breath and the ringing of your phone.

You heard his voice before you could see his face in the heavy snow. You blinked trying to see better and there he was, a tall figure walking towards you, his coat almost white, just like his fluffy hair and eyelashes, one arm up trying to call you and the most worried expression you've ever seen him wear.

"You're crazy! A crazy person!" he scolded you, getting each step closer and you choked on tears upon seeing his face in so long. So you ran again, opening your arms and wrapping his body between them with such force that he almost slipped backwards.

"You don't even have a scarf on. Look at you with your whole neck out. What were you thinking?"

He continued his rant as his arms wrapped your shoulders but you could hear his relieved sigh as he briefly pressed his face on them.

Then he pulled you away from his chest and finally looked at you in the face. His eyes scrutinized your features and his expression softened.

"Why are you crying?"

He cupped both of your cheeks, rubbing them delicately with his thumbs. His hands were warm and you closed your eyes.

"I missed you too," you whispered and when you opened them again Haechan’s eyes were getting watery too. He looked at the sky briefly as if trying to conceal that but you cupped his face and pulled it down to make him look at you again.

His lips were red and open, letting a warm breath caress your nose.

"I have something to tell you."

Haechan furrowed his eyebrows and blinked at you, a few snowflakes falling from his lashes and melting on his rosy cheeks.

You let your hands descend to his shoulders, brushing away the snow piling up, then his chest and your fingers played with his coat buttons for a moment before being able to speak.

I'm dating Jeno, Haechan thought. That was what you were going to say, right? He likes me now and I know I was mad at you before but now I'm actually grateful that you were a dick that night and made it possible for him to realize that he likes me and now I'm not mad anymore and we can be friends like-

"I love you."

Suddenly the sky fell and Haechan couldn't breathe anymore.

"It was for you," you added.

"What?" Haechan's voice sounded far away to his own ears.

"The shot. It was for you."

"Wait."

The boy steadied himself on you as if the ground was slipping from underneath his feet.

"How is that possible? You like Jeno," he whispered but his mind was working faster than his mouth.

"Is this revenge? You want to make me believe that you love me so that I can confess that I love you too and so you can reject me?" he asked.

Your eyes widened at the theory and you chuckled lightly, expecting Haechan to laugh as well at the joke. But he was serious and the smile flattered on your lips.

"Are you serious?"

Haechan stared back.

"You love me?" you asked again.

"Answer me first. Is this a trick?"

You pressed your palms on his cheeks again, squeezing them until making Haechan pout and you leaned in, kissing his still warm lips. It was a quick and short peck, your heart too overwhelmed to do more, but for Haechan it was enough. His round eyes were shocked and his reddening cheeks told you the rest.

"Why would I trick you into doing that? That's messed up."

"I would do something like that," Haechan whispered, still processing the fact that you've just kissed him.

"Yeah, I know, because you're evil."

"I still can't comprehend how the shot was for me. Why didn't you tell me?"

You stepped back. "Oh yeah? Telling you after everyone thought it was for Jeno, Jeno included? After you did all of that? Me saying 'oh no Haechan, I have a crush on you' and see you reject me too? As everyone was watching?"

Haechan closed his eyes for a second as if pained and you eyed his adam apple going up and down.

"Why didn't you tell me afterwards?"

You sighed. "After you treated me like that? And for what? You didn't take a shot either."

Haechan's face scrunched up. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, please, forgive me," he wrapped your body again and pulled you towards him. "I was so stupid. I was so fucking stupid."

"You're still stupid," you mumbled, voice muffled by his scarf. You inhaled his scent and slid your arms under his coat, all around his warm torso.

"Yeah. I'm here like an idiot, having you run in the snow and keeping you in the blizzard instead of taking you home-".

"I am home."

You raised your face and the look Haechan gave you warmed you all up as if spring suddenly arrived.

"I love you," he suddenly whispered. "I love you," he repeated. "I love you. I love you." He hugged you tighter and brushed his cold nose with yours. "I love you," he said it again until he couldn't physically say it anymore as his lips kissed yours. It was a slow and soft kiss, as if he was afraid, as if he felt too sorry to do more.

"Kiss me like you mean it."

Haechan finally smiled a little on your lips and he did just that until you started to feel dizzy.

When he pulled away, he cupped your face again then your head, pressing his palms on your cold ears.

"You'll get sick if we don't leave. More kisses later."

In a second his scarf was all around your neck and face, leaving out only your eyes. Haechan smiled at the view and whispered something similar to 'penguin' under his breath.

"Hand," he requested and you gave it to him, letting his fingers intertwine with yours and sighing at the feeling of his warm coat pocket.

"So you were jealous of Jeno, huh?"

Haechan put his tongue in his cheek as you walked down the snowy road and you chuckled at his dry nod.

"What you did was kind of lame, not gonna lie," you teased him.

Haechan sighed and playfully tugged you towards him.

"I'm not mad but you still need to do a few things for me to fully forgive you."

"Okay," he said.

"Kisses. Many kisses."

Haechan nodded once. "Can do."

"Food."

Haechan nodded again. "Also can do."

"Call me princess."

"What!?"

The sound of your footsteps and laughter decreased gradually as you walked away, the white snow engulfing you both until your figures couldn't be seen anymore.

"You have to reject Jeno now."

"Oh my God! That's... so sad, I feel so sorry."

"I would feel sorry too but I'm actually glad. At least it's not me."

"So you're actually evil. Jeno never confessed anyway. There's no need to do that."

"Good. He'll step back when he'll see us making out on the couch."

"We're not making out on the couch!"

"Okay, princess."

The snow covered all of your footsteps, the empty road looking like a white field.

"I love you, princess."

"I love you too."

"Kiss, now?"

"Later."

"Okay, princess."

"Kiss now."

The echo of your laugh as Haechan lifted you up and twirled you around before kissing you was the last thing the snowy road witnessed.

#haechan #haechan fluff #haechan angst #haechan scenarios #haechan imagines #nct #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct imagines #jeno #jaemin

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sainz-zayn · 4 years ago

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Constant love (Up to you)

He always asks for your consent and leaves everything up to you.

Warnings: Insecurities, suggestive themes, virginity loss, a little pyhsical violence.

Word count: 3k+

Disclaimer: All characters and event in this story even those based on real people are entirely fictional.

This Story is Inspired by the song: Up to you

By: Prettymuch ft. Nct Dream

But in a little more mature way.

Jungwoo is your boyfriend for almost three years and you couldn`t ask for more than his love and affection. You`re always happy when you`re with him you love the way his eyes lit up whenever he sees you.

Your favorite thing to do with him is cuddling or either cooking. Jungwoo loves skinship so much like holding your hands every time or back hugging you. You always love it when he`s clingy but sometimes you feel like you`re being unfair to him because he always asks for your consent when he wants to do something that can make you uncomfortable even though he`s been dating you for years now.

You feel sad or sometimes guilty when you can`t give him what he needs as a man. Which leaves him sexually frustrated but that doesn`t stop him from loving you dearly. Jungwoo knows that you`re still not ready and he respects that. He`s ready to wait until you`re ready.

"Y/n, are you okay?" You look at your side to see Joy talking to you.

"Yeah, why?" You asked her before grabbing a glass full of water.

"You Kinda look down today, to be honest." Joy looks at you with worried eyes, She looks at what you`re staring and now she knows why.

You don`t know why but your anxiety is attacking you again. Yes, when it comes to your relationship with Jungwoo you`re always insecure. Your eyes wander to Jungwoo and Seohyun, you wonder if Jungwoo is enjoying his time with her. Your biggest fear is losing him or someday he`ll leave you.

"You`re fidgeting your fingers again Y/n. There`s no need to be jealous, you know that Jungwoo loves you and only you." Joy said reassuringly.

"We both know how much I don`t like Seohyun right? like she`s always getting on my nerves. Also, don`t forget what she did to us in High School." Yeah, you and a few of the boys know that Seohyun is a bully back in High school and Jungwoo doesn`t know that.

"I know, I know now calm down we should leave and go somewhere else before anything happens" You and the other girls leave Taeyong's house before going to the mall.

You enjoy the time that you have with them. Y`all eat anything that you want to taste and wandering around the mall to buy new clothes and dressing the girls to the point that you didn`t realize what time it is.

-*-

It`s currently 11:00 pm when you open your phone. Because you forgot that you turned it off before leaving Jungwoo at Taeyong`s house.

"Oh shit!" You whisper to yourself so the other girls won`t worry about you.

30 missed calls!? 50 unread messages!? from Jungwoo. You`re surely dead when you get home.

"Guys I have to go or else you know what will gonna happen" You just hug them before leaving first. You`re kinda nervous to go home because you`re sure that Jungwoo is waiting for you to come home.

-*-

Jungwoo is so worried that he called you 30 times but still no answer nor text, and what makes him even madder is that you leave without telling him or texting him. That's how he ended up drinking, he doesn`t know why but he just wants to.

"Where have you been!?" You`re startled at your boyfriend's loud voice.

"I-I just go out with the g-" He cut off your words without letting you explain.

"Without telling me!? Do you know how worried I was!? It`s fucking late at night and there you are enjoying your time with your best friends. Completely forgetting that you have a boyfriend that is waiting for you!" You just look down because you know that he`s right.

"Baby I`m sorry I forgot to turn on my phone. Trust me I don`t have any intention to purposely ignore your calls and text.” You plead.

"Even though I`m jealous that your spending more time with Seohyun than me" You whispered the last part so he won't hear it but he did.

"What?" His eyes soften realizing what you feel and why you leave.

"What`s, what?" You asked him while your eyes are wandering around to avoid his gaze.

"N-nothing" He stuttered and you wonder what`s with the sudden change in his attitude.

"I`m sorry for raising my voice at you" He said.

"Did you drink?" You asked him softly before putting the bag on the couch.

"Yeah, a little I just need something to accompany me while waiting for you" He said and he peppered you with his kisses starting from your forehead, cheeks, lips, and neck.

Jungwoo doesn`t know what has gotten into him. He let his body talk, he caresses your back softly and the two of you stayed in the same position for at least a minute.

"I`m sorry I don`t know what has gotten into me. I`m sorry if that makes you uncomfortable" He said and clear his throat. You turn around to face him. You`re sad that you can`t give it to him but sooner or later you have to.

"No, don`t worry baby it`s okay." You tell him and you can see the disappointment that he tried to hide but you can see it in his eyes.

" I`ll leave it up to you if you wanna spend the night when the time is right." You`re happy that he`s trying to comfort you even though he didn`t get what he wants from you. That is why you`re insecure about yourself, what if he`s not happy anymore because he`s always waiting for you. You hate that you still take your time even though you`re ready.

"Just remember that whenever you`re comfortable we can make that move" Jungwoo sigh before giving you a peck on the lips.

"Let`s go to sleep now baby, you must be tired."

The two of you enter your share bedroom and after a minute of laying on the bed Jungwoo falls into a deep sleep.

-*-

You wakeup without Jungwoo on your side and you feel sadder at what happened last night. He leaves early today I thought he said, he doesn`t have any schedule for the whole week but why is he gone?

Does he already eat breakfast or he leaves without eating breakfast? Jungwoo knows that you hate it when he`s not eating breakfast you'll always say.

"It`s okay to skip lunch or dinner, breakfast is the most important but it doesn't mean that you should skip dinner and lunch just because I say it`s okay to skip it." and he will just stay quiet because he loves it when you`re showing your motherly side.

You`re cellphone vibrates and you saw a Dm notification from an unknown person. You quickly check it and you're surprised at what you saw. You don`t know if you should cry or you should be mad, you should be... You don`t know anymore.

You look at the picture again to make sure you didn`t saw the wrong person but it`s real, it`s Jungwoo with Seohyun they look happy together.

"Nothing is going on, right? hanging out with a girl is normal. Calm down Y/n, you know is Jungwoo is not capable of what you`re thinking." You said to yourself to make you calm down.

"Here we go again! Y/n stop being insecure about yourself" You whisper at yourself and after long thinking, you just let them maybe Jungwoo have something important to do with her and that`s not bad.

-*-

"Hey, I know right he`s super handsome and I`ve been watching his dramas and movies. Don`t tell this to win-win but they have similarities" Joy is fangirling through the phone and saying how much he loves this one actor name Im Siwan.

"I know right plus he`s attractive no doubt he`s your type" You stifled your laugh because you`re teasing her about her liking him.

"Yeah, yeah whatever" Joy said.

"I know that you`re rolling your eyes at me now even though I can`t see you Joy" You replied.

"Oh my god, how did you know? are you a psychic now Y/n, or are you stalking me? cause the last time I remember you`re a surgeon" She said changing her tone into a playful one.

"Oh, c`mon shut up!" The two of you laugh in unison when the door suddenly burst open.

"Joy I gotta go, bye love you." you end the call without letting joy bid her goodbye.

"I`m home" Jungwoo walks to the sofa to kiss you but you turn your head to the side making his soft lips land on your cheek.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked with disappointment in his eyes.

"Yes, I`m fine" You replied dryly.

"Uhm... Whom are you with earlier?" You asked with hesitation in your voice.

"I`m with the boys" He said while rubbing his temples softly.

So you`re lying now? How could you?

"Yeah right with the boys" and you smiled at him and he can see that something is off with you today.

"Can`t you just tell me what is wrong? I`m really tired right now I don`t want any problem to add up." He said making you offended.

"Okay, then I`m sorry if I`m causing you a problem just by asking you a simple question that you didn`t answer honestly. Now, Kim Jungwoo I`ll ask you the same question again I swear if you still answer the same thing I`ll leave!" He`s taken aback at your sudden outburst making him gulp. Yes, he lied it`s because he thinks that it will be better if you won`t know anything that happened earlier.

"Okay, I swear I`m with the boys but if you`re talking about this morning. I`m with Seohyun" You're trying so hard to control your jealousy right now because you want an explanation from him.

"W-why?" you stuttered.

"It`s because, because..." Jungwoo doesn`t know how to explain it but you need to know.

"It`s because of what Kim Jungwoo? are you fucking cheating on me!?" Your patience can`t wait anymore but you didn`t mean what you have just said to him.

"W-what!? of course not. Why would I do that when I`m completely contented just by having you." He exclaimed.

"Now let me explain and hear me out." He explained everything that happened this morning and you feel guilty for thinking that he`s cheating on you.

He said that he meets Seohyun this morning because he wants to personally talk to her. To make her stay away from him because Seohyun is hitting on him despite knowing that he has a girlfriend.

-*-

"I`m sorry" You whispered while caressing Jungwoo`s hand. You gave him a short kiss on his forehead before standing up.

"You don`t need to be sorry, baby." You`re startled at his voice. Oh, you know how much you like hearing Jungwoo`s morning voice.

"You know that I can wait until you are ready right? because that is not the reason why we are in this relationship." Jungwoo taps the other side of the bed signaling you to lay on it again.

"I know baby but I can`t let you be like this you always leave everything up to me even though we`re dating for years now." You scoot closer to his embrace.

"You don`t need to rush yourself we can do it albeit slowly" Jungwoo said making you more comfortable in his embrace.

"I love you, Jungwoo" You said.

"I love you too. By the way, get ready I`ll be picking you up at 8:00 pm" He said.

He`s waiting for you to greet him but nothing. He wonders if you forget what day it is. But no, you didn`t forget it, it`s is a special occasion for the two of you.

"Okay baby" you smile sheepishly at him.

Tomorrow is your 3rd anniversary and you`re more than happy to celebrate it with him.

-*-

You wear your favorite black dress, Which goes above your knee and perfectly hugging your curves.

"Tonight is the night Y/n, no need to be nervous" You said to yourself at the exact time you heard a car honk outside your house. You hurriedly go downstairs and you see Jungwoo leaning on his car with a bright smile.

"You look gorgeous as ever, babe." He said before opening the car door for you.

"Where are we going tonight?" You asked him still acting like you forget what day it is today.

"At the club, they are waiting for us today are you sure you didn`t forget anything?" he tried to point out and he`s so obvious that he`s looking for an answer.

"No why?" you asked.

"Nothing" he smiled and you wonder how long you can keep up with this thing.

"Baby we`re here" Jungwoo said and he gets out of the car to open the door for you.

"Thank you" you kiss him and the two of you go inside the club.

"What's up dude!" you heard mark greeting Jungwoo with a fist bomb.

"Y/n! Y/n" You heard Joy and Irene calling you by whispering your name.

"Tonight is the night there`s no more turning back since today is a special occasion for you and Jungwoo." Irene said and she gives you a teasing wink.

"I know that`s why I`m all dolled up today" You said and you met Jungwoo`s intense gaze. To the point that you can`t help but blush, you approach Jungwoo and he opens his arms for you to hug him.

"Happy anniversary baby I love you so much" And he pulls you into a more tight hug you can`t help but smile while inhaling his manly scent.

"I thought you forgot about it" He leaves a kiss on your forehead and you look up at him.

"I would never forget this day Jungwoo, this is a very important day for us" You smiled and he let go of you to grab a drink.

"C`mon guys let`s have a toast for the two love birds here!" Jaehyun said making Mayjun stifle her smile because of Jaehyun`s cuteness.

You raised your glass too for everyone to follow when the guy that is with Seohyun said something disrespectful that makes Jungwoo`s blood boil in anger.

"Who is that sexy girl?" The guy said at Seohyun.

"Oh, that? she`s Y/n. Now, can we stop talking about her it`s annoying

"She looks sexy I wonder how good she is in bed" The guy said.

Jungwoo heard it and that is his breaking point he grabs the collar of the guy making everyone shocked.

"What did you just fucking say!?" Jungwoo asked and he can`t control his emotion and everything happened so fast. The guy punches him and the guy got punch by Jungwoo and he fell to the ground.

Doyoung and Jaehyun quickly hold Jungwoos Shoulder to stop him from fighting the guy.

"Babe, Calm down" You look at him worriedly and the little cut on his lips is bleeding.

"Watch your man!" The guy said with a perverted gaze on you.

"You should watch your mouth!" Jungwoo fights back and he tried to remove Jaehyun and Doyoung's hands on him. And he did it, he punch the guy for one last time before grabbing your wrist to run away from the crowd.

Your friends look confused but they managed to block the guy that is ready to chase the both of you.

"Kim Jungwoo!" You warn him but his giggles echo through the halls and you laugh with him while happily running.

"How can you laugh right now when you`re completely hurt?" and the two of you stop in front of the elevator and you go inside it. He looks at you as if you`re his whole world.

"Because I`m always happy when I`m with you" He drags you into a room and you`re heavy breathing right now.

"I checked us in, in this hotel we can rest here for the night and also that door." he point to a white door. “It is connected to Jaehyun`s and Mayjun`s room so it`s easy for us to communicate and their room is connected to Johnny and Yoona`s room.” He said and kisses you on the lips. You`re not even shocked at why he knows the hotel so well, it`s because cause he owns it.

"C`mon I`ll treat your cut on the lips" and you drag him in the bathroom to clean it.

You lean more closer to him, even though the two of you is dating now for three years he's always fluttered when ever you`re being affectionate. Just in time he quickly pulled you into a passionate kiss making you shocked.

"Nobody`s watching I got you all alone no Interruptions, it`s hard for me to hold my own and hold back" He said and his forehead is leaning to mine.

"Tonight I don`t want you to hold back baby" You whispered in his ears seductively.

"Before we hit the road if you ain`t ready to go, just tell me that you`re sure." He said with sincerity in his voice.

"Tonight you can do whatever you want" You said back.

"Just wanna make sure, you`re sure" He smiled and he's now touching your legs slowly.

"Remember when you said to me that "If you wanna spend the night when the time is right". That night is tonight baby" You hold his hands slowly guiding them to your waist.

"The distance between you and me, is it okay this close?" He asked you while slowly taking his time to understand what`s happening right now.

"I will keep up with your step, so nothing to worry about" He added.

With that, he kisses you passionately everything about the kiss says it all. Love, lust, and needs.. Jungwoo carries you to the bed and he loosens the tie of his suit.

"Ain`t no pressure but we can keep this right here if you want me to stop baby" He said again. Oh gosh, why does he always ask for your consent.

"Tonight I`m so tired of making you stop and denying you baby so there`s no turning back" The softness and neediness in your voice are so obvious.

"If you`re down and you`re ready to rock, I`m not gonna make you stop." He replied seductively making you bite your lips in anticipation.

"I can`t hold back now baby" He said.

"Then don`t hold back" you said.

"That`s it, enough talking, and let`s do this"

He covers the two of you with the blanket and he makes sure that his name is the only thing that will come out of your beautiful lips.

Meanwhile, in the other room, someone is complaining.

"What the fuck!? I know that my two best friend is enjoying their time but I need to sleep too" Mayjun said covering herself with a pillow making Jaehyun laugh at her.

"Shut up Jung Jaehyun!" And he did stay quiet.

"Okay, now I have an idea mayjun to make you sleep" Jaehyun peppered Mayjun with kisses.

"Oh, shut up your horny ass jaehyun!" and mayjun throws the pillow at him.

"C`mon Kim Jungwoo! I swear shut the fuck up!" Jaehyun yelled so that you and Jungwoo can hear them.

-*-

You and Jungwoo laugh at them and you clean yourself and change with new clothes.

"I`m sorry! you can now sleep peacefully!" You yelled back at them making Jungwoo laugh and nod his head a little.

"Thank you, babe, or else my boyfriend won`t stop bothering me" Mayjun yelled making the four of you laugh.

"Let`s sleep now baby you must be tired because of daddy" Jungwoo said with a smirk.

"Stop with the dirty jokes Kim Jungwoo" you slap his arms playfully.

"Okay, okay good night I love you" He said with sweetness in his voice.

"I love you too baby only you" and you kiss him on the lips.

Consent is one of the most important things in a relationship and you`re lucky that you have Kim Jungwoo the one and only man of your life and will always be. And that`s how your constant or endless love relationship with Jungwoo last more than you could Imagine.

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octavi-nelle · 4 years ago

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𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐮𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡!—

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬—

When Riddle found out he had a crush on you, he froze. No way, he couldn't have a crush on you, you were the exact opposite of his tastes. He wanted someone who followed the rules, got top marks, and who was obedient, and you were not any of those. You reminded him of Ace, an absolute headache to deal with plus you were stupid. But for some reason you made his heart race, and his cheeks flush a deep red, more red than any of the roses could compare.

"Y/N! We need to talk, now." As he walked up to you, his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest, he was more nervous than ever, this was one of the few times he'd talked to you, given that he could barely think whenever you came around. "Eh? But she's hanging with us Riddle!" He heard Ace's voice, only looking up to glare at him, his eyes spoke for him, and they shut him up as well. "Mm, okay. Let's go then." You followed him as he went into the lounge of the dorm.

"Sooo.. what did ya wanna talk 'bout?" You scanned his body, making him even more nervous, if that was possible, he gripped tightly to his uniform, his knuckles starting to turn white, he was sweating like he'd just ran 20 miles and his face, oh god, it was redder than any apple in the world. "Ah.. u-uhm, well.. I-I have been m-meaning to tell y-you t-that.." he was so close, the words were on the tip of his tongue. If he'd say them, you could be his, maybe, but it was worth the chance right?

"I've been meaning to tell you that I need your help painting the roses!" Shit, he didn't say it. "Oh? Is that it? I'd be happy to help ya Riddle! You just gotta ask." You gave him a bright smile and he swore that his heart stopped. You waved him goodbye and ran off to paint the roses.

He didn't make you his today, maybe he'd try again tomorrow.

𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫—

Trey knew that he'd had a crush on you from first glance, it was like "love at first sight" type of thing for him. When you two had greeted each other at first year, he'd thought you were pretty cute, nothing too serious, but as time went on you only got more and more beautiful. Each year was like you'd grown into more and more of a goddess, you were perfect in his eyes. More beautiful than the Evil Queen herself.

He'd always treated you with his sweets that he made whenever Riddle was away, and he loved the bright smile and praise you'd always give him. It filled him with great pride knowing that the one he loved enjoyed his treats.

"Ah! Y/N, I thought I'd find you here." He ran up to you, you were sitting near the roses that he'd guessed you just got finished painting for Riddle. "Oh, hey Trey. What's up?" He carefully made sure that he'd hidden the box behind his back, he was nervous, I mean how couldn't he be? He was giving pretty much a confession to his crush!

"Oh.. uhm, well I got you this while I was out earlier.. I h-hope you like it." You seemed overjoyed that he'd thought of you and gotten you something, as you took the box into your hands, you placed it down and jumped up to hug him, "Thank you Trey! I'll make sure to return the favor!"

You pulled away and grabbed the box, waving him goodbye and running back into the dorm. Soon enough he'd be able to give you an actual confession, and he couldn't wait until he gathered up that courage.

𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝—

Cater was a little scared when he found out that he liked you, I mean a lot of people thought he was something of a Playboy, what if you thought the same!? But his worry quickly washed away when you two became the best of friends, you two had tons of pictures of the two of you, either on his phone or yours. Eventually the entire Heartslabyul dorm thought you two were dating! He was more than happy to say the least, I mean you were so close to being his.

"Hey Cater! Let's take a picture, the roses are all painted so it'd look perfect!" You whipped out your phone, getting ready to take a picture with him. He smiled and walked over to you, leaning down a bit so that he wouldn't look too much taller than you. *Snap* "Ah! The picture looks perfect Cater!" You smiled as you looked down at the picture, now was the perfect time to make his move.

"Yeah, only cause you were in it." That was a little cheesy and dumb, but hey it was still cute, right? You giggled and pushed him playfully, "Oh stop it Cater! You look amazing too!" He grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer, "No way, you're way better looking than me." He leaned down, ready to kiss you.

"Cater! Y/N! Finish painting these roses! They aren't even close to finished!" You two were snapped out of your dazes when Riddle's voice screamed at you two, "W-what.. but I coulda sworn they were all red.." most of the roses were still white, when just a second ago they looked red.

"Well they're not so finish!" Riddle stormed away as you two got back to work. He'd get that kiss later, no matter what.

𝐀𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐚—

Ace was worried about having a crush on you, he wasn't good with this romance stuff! He was tempted to ask his older brother for help, but decided against it, he could do this himself!

..or so he thought. He was worse at this than he thought, he seemed to only know how to tease you and try to make you blush with dumb words or stupid jokes, "Haha, you're so dumb Ace!" You smacked his arm gently and laughed, he smiled to himself, hey even if you did call him dumb he made you laugh! "Hey! I'm not dumb, I'm funny!" He retorted back, which only made your laughter grow louder.

As you two headed back to Heartslabyul, he couldn't get you off his mind, even when you were next to him. He tried his hardest to brush your hands against each other's multiple times, maybe accidentally gosling hands and then staying that way, he snuck quick glances at you, trying to take in all of your features. You looked so peaceful and beautiful as you two walked silently. It was a beautiful afternoon, the sky was a mix of orange and yellow, the clouds were barely there, and the sun was beginning to set. It was perfect, a perfect time to confess to you.

"H-hey Y/N.." he stopped and looked away from you, trying to avoid your eyes, "Hm? What is it Ace?" You stepped closer to him, making him sweat heavily. "I've been meaning to tell you something.. just c-come closer.." you nodded and got closer and closer to him, until your bodies were touching.

He looked up into your eyes, looking for some kind of similar feeling inside of them, but eventually he got to nervous and pushed you away, running away from you. You were left there confused and ran after him, but you were too slow. He'd already reached his share room.

Damnit, he got too nervous. At least there was always tomorrow.

𝐃𝐞𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞—

Deuce was a wreck when he figure he liked you, he thought that you'd never like him back. He was a former delinquent plus he was pretty dumb! (he eventually accepted that.) How was he supposed to impress a beautiful, smart girl like you!?

He called his mother multiple times, telling her all about you, or at least what he knew, how good of friends you were, but most importantly what to do since he really liked you and he definitely didn't want to screw up or miss his chance.

His mother only said to play it cool and try to make you smile or laugh. He could do that, he told himself lots of prep in the early morning, readying himself to see you, even if Ace told him to shut up.

"Hey Y/N! Good morning." You looked over at him, giving him a smile, "Good morning Deuce! How'd you sleep?" He could feel his heart pounding, you were so nice to him, compared to what he's used to from others, "I slept good. What about you?" He wanted to add the 'beautiful' at the end, but decided not to. "Good, ready for today?" He nodded and blushed as you took his hand into yours.

As you two walked towards the main building, his hands started to sweat, much to his embarrassment, "Ah! S-sorry my hands are s-sweaty Y/N.." he wiped his hands onto his blazer, turning away from you. "It's okay Deuce, I don't mind." You took his hand back, and he couldn't help it anymore.

He pulled you into a kiss, but quickly pulled away. "I-I'm sorry!" He ran away into his class, leaving you a flustered and blushing mess, but happy that you got a kiss from him.

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pretend-writer · 4 years ago

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Down Below (Chapter 69)

Summary: After being sent down on Earth with the other prisoners from the Ark, Y/N Reyes faces series of events and learns about survival. With new things happening around her, she is now starting a new chapter in her life.

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x reader, John Murphy x reader, Raven Reyes x sister!reader

Word Count: 2.6k words

Warning: swearing, violence, hallucinations

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The sound of shuffling woke me up, realizing that the last thing I remember was having an argument with Bellamy. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw a figure’s back towards me as they were digging through some stuff.

‘W-where are we?’ I mumbled, still trying to figure out why I was inside a building when we were in the woods earlier.

‘Y/N, you’re up.’ Echo turned around as she heard me, quickly kneeling next to me.

My thoughts automatically went to her and Bellamy, imagining the two of them kissing up in space; definitely not something I wanted to wake up to. Trying to get up, I felt aches everywhere in my body followed by a pounding in my head.

Hearing me wince, Echo spoke gently. ‘You’re in no shape to be moving around. The force field nearly killed you. Luckily, Jackson saved you just in time.

‘Yeah, lucky.’ I murmured, hopefully quiet enough that she didn’t hear me. That wasn’t the case as I knew she heard me. With a worried face, she looked at me.

‘I’m sorry Y/N.’ Echo blurted, biting her lip as she felt embarrassed. The tension I felt between us, I knew where she was going with this conversation. ‘He never mentioned about you. And the kiss... it just happened. I swear I didn’t know anything.’

As I sat up, I tried to avoid eye contact with her. I knew it wasn’t entirely her fault, she wouldn’t have known better. Echo was in a different clan before Praimfaya, It was not like Bellamy and I announced our relationship as if it was some big celebration.

Not that any of that mattered, really. After all, Bellamy was the one that committed to our relationship and broke the trust between us. Even with that logic in my head, I felt some type of way towards Echo.

‘I don’t care anymore.’ I lied, mostly to convince myself to forget and move on but it was hard when people constantly reminded me of Bellamy and the things he had done. Even seeing him every single day hurt me, of course it was hard to forget. ‘Just forget it okay?’

‘No, that’s not right and I want to apologize to you personally. I hope you kno-’

Loud shouting was heard from outside, Echo and I quickly turned to where the voice was coming from. As I got on my feet, Echo shook her head. ‘Y/N, you’re recovering and nearly died. You need to rest.’

Knowing that it was John screaming from outside, I knew I had to help him. ‘I’ll be fine.’

Leaving the room, I went outside to check what was going on. My jaw immediately dropped, looking around the beautiful castle and the amazing atmosphere that surrounded it.

‘Woah.’ A word escaped my mouth as I saw how empty the place was, despite how astonishing and new everything seemed. How was all of this nice things built here but there were no signs of people anywhere? Something didn’t add up.

My mind shifted when I heard John yelling again, forgetting as I was distracted from the beautiful environment. I rushed towards his voice, revealing him and Bellamy having a heated conversation.

‘It’s your fault Bellamy!’ John shoved Bellamy.

‘I wasn-’ Bellamy paused as he looked over at me. ‘Reyes... you’re-’

John turned around, instantly walking over to me as he hugged me tightly. ‘Y/N oh my.. I’m so glad you’re okay.’

‘What’s going on?’ I looked around as Clarke, Miller, Jackson, Shaw and Emori surrounded Bellamy and Murphy.

‘You two left for five minutes and the next thing I know, you’re lying on the ground unconscious right next to Bellamy.’ John said with petty.

‘For the billionth time, we didn’t know there was something guarding the place. Why would I want to hurt Reyes?’

John chuckled sarcastically, ‘Maybe because I’m with her and you’re jealous? You’re mad you fucked up your own relationship, getting pissed at me and Y/N. How stupid.’

Clarke stood between Bellamy and Murphy. ‘Guys, that’s enough. Y/N is okay, that’s all that matters. We should get back to figuring out what this place is.’

I bit my lip. ‘I don’t think it’s a right idea for us to scout the place. We should just be polite and wait for someone to get back.’

Miller nodded. ‘I agree. We have to try to make a good impression. If there really is someone living here, the last thing we need is war.’

‘Polite... how cute.’ Emori laughed, ‘Skafaiya wants to be polite for the new people. Am I the only one that finds this funny?’

‘Can we please just focus on figuring out a way to find these people that may possibly still live here?' Shaw rolled his eyes, I bet we argued more than McCreary and Diyoza.

‘Come on, Y/N. Let’s talk now that we’re face to face.’ Emori approached me, ‘What are you going to tell these people huh? That you’re worthy of their time and space?’

My body was aching from whatever happened to me in the woods and I honestly just wanted to rest. Now knowing that it was just John and Bellamy bickering at each other again, I didn’t feel the need to start an argument myself.

‘Do we really have to do this? I’m not in the mood right now.’

‘So now you don’t want to be a psycho killer? Interesting.’

I rolled my eyes, I’ve cried and begged for people to forgive my disgusting act and frankly I didn’t feel like doing that again; Especially for Emori.

‘Y/N. Are you scared? You’re scared huh?’ Emori then screamed, glaring as her eyes showed pure hatred. ‘Y/N!’

‘Emori, just stop.’

‘No, fuck you.’ She ran towards me with a knife that she gripped tightly on her hand, jumping onto me without hesitation.

I tried really hard to fight her off but with my sore body, it was unlikely. The knife lightly went through my skin, causing my shoulder to slowly bleed.

Miller and Murphy each grabbed Emori’s arms, pulling her off of me as she kicked and screamed.

Clarke kneeled next to me, checking on my shoulder. ‘You seem to have a fan club, Y/N.’

‘Uhm guys?’ Echo came out from the building with a children’s book on her hand. ‘I seriously think other people live here.’

Jackson suddenly screamed, running towards Bellamy with an angry expression on his face. Bellamy’s eyes widened, confused about what was happening. ‘Jackson?’

Panic flushed across Echo’s face as she saw the way Jackson and Emori was acting, she turned her head to gaze the sky. ‘Shit.’

‘What?’ Clarke asked.

‘The book... it’s happening.’ Echo flipped the page, tracing her finger under the sentences. ‘The Red Sun. It has some sort of power that can make people lose their minds.’

Bellamy grunted, holding onto Jackson as he tried to reach out for him. ‘How do we stop this?’

‘We can’t. We have to wait until The Red Sun is gone.’

‘There were some chains inside some buildings. We have to get moving, now!’ Clarke got up, helping me stand up on my feet as well.

Tugging and pulling on Emori and Jackson, we finally got both of them chained up against the wall. Jackson stared at Miller with sad eyes, ‘Please baby. Don’t do this.’

‘I’m sorry, I have no choice.’ Miller murmured back at his boyfriend, chaining himself on the opposite side of the room.

‘You sure you want to stay in here?’ Bellamy asked Miller.

‘Yeah, I feel safe knowing how he’s doing. I’ll watch Emori too, don’t worry.’

Bellamy nodded, leaving Miller, Emori and Jackson as he led me to a different room. Supposedly, Clarke prepared her, Bellamy and I into a different room as Echo, Murphy and Shaw shared another room to be chained up until The Red Sun disappeared.

‘How can you trust me to be in the same room with you?’ I asked Bellamy, who was leading me to the room.

‘We’ll be chained. I’m sure we will be okay.’

‘You saw how Emori grazed my shoulder with her knife right?'

Bellamy turned to me with a worried face. ‘Surely, you’ll be fine.’

‘It’s not me I’m worried about.’

His raised his eyebrows. ‘You’re worried about me?’

‘Do you realize what you did to me? Emori nearly stabbed me and I'm scared to find out what I may do to you.'

Bellamy blinked, not sure how he felt about my statement. He stood for a moment, thinking thoroughly about what can possibly happen if my chains somehow came off. Sure, he hurt me and nothing can express how much pain he left me in but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I harmed him somehow.

As I helped both Clarke and Bellamy put the chains on their wrist, I went to my corner to get mine on as well. Before I locked my chain, I heard a voice calling for me.

‘Y/N!’ John yelled my name, sounded as if he was in trouble.

‘Hey, hey. It’s okay. What’s wrong Y/N?’ Clarke tried to calm me down as she saw me reacting to Murphy’s voice but unfortunately it didn’t help me at all.

‘I should go check on him.’ Immediately without thinking, I left and started looking for John despite hearing Bellamy calling me to come back to the room.

Running around this unfamiliar place, I used only John’s voice to figure out which building he was chained up at. Going door to door, I finally found the room Murphy, Shaw and Echo was in.

‘Y/N? What are you doing here?’ John jogged towards me, still not chained up. ‘You need to get back to your post before The Red Sun starts to affect you.’

‘You called for me.’

‘No I didn’t.’ John’s jaw dropped, grabbing onto my arm as he led me back outside the door. ‘Oh my- Y/N, it’s starting. You need to go back now.’

I shook my head, ‘No, no. I know what I heard. For all I know, you can be saying this to mess with my head.’

‘Y/N, I promise you it’s really me this time. Now I need you to go back and chain yourself so you can be safe, okay?'

‘Stay here, you deserve to die after what you did.’ Marcus suddenly stood in front of me, he looked angry as ever. The look on his face terrified me, giving me flashbacks of the fright and guilt I felt down at the bunker.

‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of it, Marcus. You have to believe me.’ I whined as tears rolled down my face.

A light touch on my shoulder made me jump; It was John with a concerned look on his face. My thoughts were all over the place, not noticing why John was right here while I heard Marcus not too long ago.

‘It’s not real, Y/N. Listen to my voice.’ John spoke in a soft tone, trying to guide me back to reality. ‘Remember, Marcus is at the ship and he never came with us to the beach?’

His approach seemed to work because slowly, I’ve become aware of what was happening. Nodding in response, I kept repeating myself; The Red Sun, The Red Sun.

‘Yeah, The Red Sun.’ Murphy wrapped his arms around me, keeping me in a peaceful mindset which worked well.

‘Why isn’t it affecting you? This shit is so hard, I feel like I’m going insane.’

John laughed lightly, ‘I don’t know, I gues-’

‘Murphy!’ Bellamy stomped in front of us, shoving John off of me. ‘Are you fucking serious right now?’

‘Be-Bellamy, how did you get out?’ As I fought the voices in my head, I tried to stop Bellamy from attacking Murphy.

‘It’s just the Red Sun messing with your brain, you have to calm down Bellamy.’ John put his hand out, slowly backing away from him as he tried to reason with him.

He shook his head, chuckling devilishly as he stared at John. ‘What did you do to Y/N, huh? What do you have that I don’t?’

As I watched Bellamy and Murphy going back and forth, I saw Octavia and Marcus getting aggressive towards me; Calling me names and throwing bad words that I deserved to be said. It came to a point where I started believing that everything was real, perhaps Bellamy and John was the fake reality.

‘She was mine, you know? Reyes finally loved me and I-I fucked up.’ Bellamy sobbed, falling on his knees as he ran his fingers into the dirt. ‘Why, why am I so stupid?’

‘Let’s all head back into the building okay?’ John smiled at Bellamy, doing everything to convince him to listen to him. 'We can talk about this later.'

‘I’m a fuck up, I’m worthless and I’ve done everything wrong. Why am I like this?’ Bellamy clenching his hand, banging his fist onto the ground.

Murphy tried to pull him up, ‘You’re not a fuck up. You’re perfect Bellamy. Now let’s get up.’

‘No, no.’ He repeated over and over again, his cheeks getting wet from tears. Regret flushed across his face but I wasn’t completely sympathetic of his feelings as I was too busy fighting Octavia and Marcus in my head.

Bellamy got up as he pushed Murphy away, running towards the pond and sticking his head into the body of water. Seeing him in danger got me back into reality, I was still fighting in my mind but I knew I had to save Bellamy.

John rushed next to him, quickly pulling him out of the water. Bellamy coughed excessively, catching his breath as he shook his head.

‘Leave me to die, Murphy! Just leave me the fuck alone.’

‘Stop being so stubborn, now is really not the time.’ Murphy shoved Bellamy, soon the both of them going back and forth like brothers.

Bellamy then raised his fist, punching Murphy in his stomach. He groaned, cursing under his breath.

‘Alright. I know it's the Red Sun talking but you're getting on my last nerves.’ John said before he punched Bellamy in the face, leaving him unconscious.

My eyes widened as I rushed to the both of them. John rubbed his hand, hurting from punching Bellamy. ‘He’ll be okay. I’m sorry I had to punch him.’

I nodded, understanding why John did what he did. It was either watching Bellamy kill himself or potentially killing John, hurting him temporarily would’ve been better than waking up from this trance and seeing Bellamy drowning himself to death.

‘Y/N, you should go back to your post. I’ll watch Bellamy.’

‘What about you? What if suddenly you can’t control it anymore?’

‘I’ve been fighting demons all my life, The Red Sun is nothing.’ He chuckled lightly, making a joke out of himself. I knew that he wasn’t really kidding, feeling the pain through his statement.

I wanted to be here for John and I felt like I needed him as well. He helped me fight off the demons in my head that The Red Sun created, I didn't know if I can do it on my own or with Clarke sitting across from me for that matter.

'You'll be fine, Y/N.'

It was hard to try to walk away but I knew I had to. I slowly nodded, knowing that I had to go soon in case things got worse for me.

‘I’ll see you when this is all over John.’ I left him a kiss on his forehead as I left him and Bellamy by the pond.

#down below series #bellamy blake series #the 100 rewrite #raven reyes x sister!reader #the 100 fic #bellamy blake x reader #bellamy blake fic #john murphy x reader #the 100 series

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“Hey, Damian,” Cady calls as she plops her lunch tray onto the table. “Janis isn’t here?”

“No, I thought she was with you,” Damian replies, taking another bite of his burger.

“She was in homeroom, did she get sick?” Cady asks, now anxious for her girlfriend.

“She would’ve told one of us, she always does. We going Janjan hunting?” Damian shoves the rest of his food in his mouth, holding out a hand to help Cady up. She puts what she can into her backpack to eat later and takes his hand with a determined nod.

——-

She wasn’t in their usual bathroom, so Damian leads them through the corridors towards the art rooms. Cady is too busy trying not to worry for her girlfriend to pay much attention to their surroundings, but she does grin a little as she spies one of Janis’ recent paintings hanging on the wall outside the room.

Damian gestures for her to go in first, so she knocks lightly and pushes the door open. The room is dark other than the sunlight streaming through the window, and silent other than the hum of the air conditioning thrumming through the building. She’s about to turn around to leave when she hears a few quiet sobs come from the easel storage area.

“Janis?” she calls, wincing as she hears a thump and a quiet “ow, shit” come from the same area. They’ve definitely found her, at least. They put their bags down on the counter by the door and head over, working their way through the maze of easels and tables of paint, peeking around one as Damian finally spies the toe of one of Janis’ boots poking out from behind another counter.

“Janis? What are you doing back here, we were waiting for you-“ Damian tries to say, getting cut off by Janis suddenly sobbing much harder. He and Cady lock eyes knowingly as they sink down next to her, she’s having a panic attack.

“Oh, darling, what happened? Can I touch you?” Cady says, suddenly much more worried than she was a few seconds ago. Janis hasn’t had a panic attack in almost six months. She nods quickly, reaching out for a hug. Cady shifts positions and hauls her into her lap with just a bit of effort, rocking them gently as her girlfriend wraps her arms around her neck and sobs brokenly into her shoulder. “What happened, mpendwa? Why are you so upset?” She murmurs, kissing her hair lightly as Damian starts rubbing Janis’ back to help calm her.

“I-I-“ Janis chokes out, but she’s still crying too hard to speak. She sinks back into Cady’s embrace and cries harder, staining her top with mascara. Cady doesn’t care. She gestures for Damian to grab her backpack as she continues gently shushing her girlfriend, still rocking them slowly. He rushes to grab it and bring it to her, unzipping it so she can root through with one hand to find her small water bottle. She pulls it out and unscrews the lid, gently pulling Janis’ face away from her chest and handing it to her.

“Here, darling, drink some water. Shh, sweetheart, you’re crying so hard. This’ll help a little,” she says lowly, looking to Damian with a concerned grimace as Janis takes little sips from it, hiccuping slightly between them. She takes deep breaths for a second and her sobs slow slightly, but another malicious thought passes through and she’s crying again. “Oh, mpenzi, no,” Cady coos sadly. She suddenly remembers something she read about when she was researching panic attacks and how to help Janis when she got them.

“Jellybean, can you do something for me?” Janis nods quickly, trying desperately to focus on Cady instead of inside her head. “Can you tell me five things you can see?”

“Um- um, your eyes. P-pretty. And Damian. And-um,” her eyes dart frantically around the room. “D-desks, and-and your bag, and my-my painting.” She sobs out.

“Good, my girl. Now take a deep breath and tell me four things you can hear,” Cady says softly.

“Air-air conditioning. And- there’s a bird outside, sounds- sounds pretty. Uh- me. Me c-crying, and um. Um, you t-talking.”

“Great job, sweetheart. Another deep breath, and tell me three things you can feel.”

“Uhm- you’re holding me, and D-Damian touching my back, and-and the floor is really hard,” She breathes, calming slightly.

“You’re doing so good, darling. Now tell me two things you can smell,” Cady comforts, pulling her just a bit closer. Janis told her pressure helps, just like her meltdowns.

“You-um. Your perfume, I like it-it. And uh. Um. The paint remover stuff,” Janis chokes out, trying to match her breathing.

“Good job, dearest, you’re almost done. What’s one thing you can taste?”

“Um. Your water bottle. Like met-metal,” She manages, her sobs gradually slowing to a stop as she goes totally boneless in Cady’s lap.

“How do you feel, Janjan?” Damian asks, taking hold of her for a second so Cady can get more comfortable before handing her back. It hurts a little, to know he’s not her main source of comfort anymore. But he knows Cady’s good for her, and that the bond he has with her will always be special to both of them. That’s all that really matters.

“Shitty, tired, the usual. My chest hurts,” Janis says quietly, sniffling a little. Damian grabs her some damp paper towels to clean her face with.

“Can you tell me what happened now, Jellybean?” Cady asks, cradling her carefully.

“I’m- I’m failing math and science,” Janis mutters, on the verge of tears again. “B-but I need those credits to-to graduate, they said if I can’t get my grades up by the end of the month that I won’t get to walk and I have to make them up in s-summer school.” Janis is supposed to leave for college with Damian in July, summer school means she’d have to withdraw for her first semester.

“Oh, my bluejay, no wonder you were so upset. But why didn’t you tell me, darling? I can tutor you in math, you know that,” Cady exclaims, kissing her red cheek softly.

“Yeah, and I can help with science, Janjan, you’re not doing this alone,” Damian adds, rubbing her arm.

“I-I can’t pay either of you for that right now. And I didn’t want you to think I’m s-stupid,” Janis chokes. Cady hands her the water bottle again, which she takes gratefully.

“Janis, we would never. We know you better than that,” Damian admonishes. “You’re top of our class in English, you’re nearly acing history, you just need a little boost to get caught up in math and science.”

Cady pipes up again, adding, “And you don’t have to pay us, Jayjay. You helped me with English last month and didn’t make me pay, remember?”

“Yeah, I-I just feel like I’d be taking advantage or-or something, I don’t know,” Janis mumbles.

“You won’t be, Jan. But if it bugs you that much there’s other ways you can pay us,” Damian offers. “Like, for every hour I spend doing science with you, you have to watch one episode of Drag Race with me or something.”

That gets a weak grin out of Janis. “I can live with that. W-what about you, Caddy?” She asks weakly, seeming almost afraid.

“There’s that beautiful smile,” Cady chuckles, leaning down to kiss her. “How about... every hour of math, I get half an hour as little spoon and... three really good kisses?”

Janis flushes scarlet. “I can do that,” she mutters, embarrassed.

I love you, is what Cady wants to say.

“Do you want to start tonight? I have a Mathletes competition, you can come watch and then we can work at my house after,” is what she actually says, all of them jumping as the warning bell rings. Janis nods as Cady passes her to Damian again. “Okay. I can’t miss class or I can’t compete, but I’ll come check on you after sixth, okay?” She scoops up her things, hugging Damian and kissing Janis goodbye as she nuzzles further into his hold.

——-

“The limit does not exist!” Cady yells, slamming her buzzer and securing the win for her team. The boys all cheer and rush up to hug her, Kevin congratulating her on her ‘schquillz’ as he does every competition. She shakes the other teams’ hands before grabbing her water bottle and going to find Janis in the crowd.

She shrieks as Janis sneaks up behind her, scooping her up and spinning her around before setting her down again. “Janis! You scared me,” she breathes, putting a hand over her heart. “What did you think, sweetheart?”

I think I love you, Janis wants to say.

“I think you look adorable in your uniform and that you have your work cut out for you because I didn’t understand anything you said,” is what she answers instead, bending down to kiss her.“I’m not complaining, the longer we spend working the more snuggles and kisses I get,” Cady laughs. “Let me grab my stuff and then we can go.” She says, pulling Janis down for another kiss before rushing off.

———

“I’m gonna change really quick, you can put your stuff wherever. I’ll be right back,” Cady says as they enter her bedroom. Janis puts her bag down on the bed, sitting next to it and looking around. She smiles as she spies some of her paintings hanging on the wall, just above Cady’s desk and across from her bed. She picks up the little stuffed lion she bought for her on their first date and holds it close for a minute.

“I named it Tesoro,” Cady chirps as she comes back, now wearing some cozy shorts and one of Janis’ hoodies. “It’s Italian for darling. Reminds me of you,” She says, getting comfy on her bed and gesturing for Janis to sit on her lap.

“How many languages do you speak?” Janis asks as she pulls out her textbook and nestles into Cady.

“Seven, I think. And ASL. I guess that’s eight, actually. Now what are you working on?” She asks, looking over Janis’ shoulder as she flips to the right page.

“This,” Janis huffs as she points to a problem. “I don’t get any of it.”

“That’s a factorial, dearest. You multiply it,” Cady hums.

“Oh.” Janis says, picking up a pencil and scratching an answer down in her notebook. “Like this?”

“Exactly. See, you got this stuff, you just need a little push,” Cady grins, rewarding her with a soft kiss behind her ear. “Now try this,” she grabs Janis’ pencil and writes down another sample problem for her to solve.

“Caddy?”

“Hmm?”

“I can’t read that. Your handwriting is terrible,” Janis laughs.

“Ugh, I know,” Cady growls, rewriting the problem neater this time.

They work on that section for a while, until they’re sure Janis has it down pat. Cady gently corrects her if she makes a mistake and cheers her on with little kisses when she gets one right. Janis thinks she likes this system quite a lot.

Eventually they both get tired, Janis needing a break. She turns around in Cady’s embrace as she lays them both down, resting her head on Cady’s chest and listening to her heartbeat. She gives a contented hum and wriggles closer as Cady starts playing with her hair, twisting her two-toned locks around her fingers and scratching her side shave gently.

They lie like that for a while, lost in peaceful silence with one another. Until Janis’ phone pings with a text from her mom, telling her it’s time to come home. Regretfully, she pulls herself slowly out of Cady’s embrace and starts packing her things back into her bag.

“No, stay,” Cady whines sleepily, still reaching for her. I love you.

“I’d love to, but my mom needs me home,” Janis replies, standing and coming to kiss her goodbye. “Thank you for helping me.” I love you, too.

Janis tucks her in, kissing her sweetly one last time. “See you tomorrow, Peanut.”

———-

Over the next few weeks, Cady and Damian have tutoring sessions with Janis whenever they’re available, sometimes squeezed in during rehearsals or Mathletes practice. She’s making a lot of progress, but her grades still aren’t where they need to be.

Right now, she’s sitting next at her desk in her room, cat on her lap and girlfriend sitting next to her. She’s struggling through a new topic, getting progressively more tense as they go on. Cady’s trying her best, but something just isn’t clicking in her brain.

Eventually, nothing Cady’s saying is registering. All she can hear are the thoughts swirling sadistically through her head. You’re out of time. You’re failing. You’re a failure. You’re never going to get it. Everyone thinks you’re an idiot. They’re all going to leave, this is it. It’s a wonder they haven’t already. She hasn’t moved for a while, Cady thought she was just thinking until she lets out a choked sob, hot tears dripping onto her paper.

“Jan? Oh, Bluejay, what’s the matter?” Cady coos, gently removing Pancakes from her lap and pulling her into tight embrace.

“I’m running out of time,” Janis wails into her shoulder. “I’m running out of time and- and I’m not doing well enough, my teachers are- are gonna be mad and everyone’s gonna leave and I’m gonna die alone under a bridge-"

“Whoa, darling, what? Where is this coming from, sweetheart? You’ve still got about a week and a half to get your grades up, and you’ve got that test on Friday, that’ll help. I’ll be here all day, every day until you get this stuff if that’s what it takes. And you know damn well I’m not going anywhere, especially not because of something like this,” Cady says sternly but gently, cradling Janis’ cheeks and looking into her watery brown eyes. “You’re the most precious thing in my life.” I love you. “You’re absolutely brilliant, my darling, I’m in awe of you every day.” I love you so much. “We just need to translate that to this, and that can take some time. You’ll make it out of this, sweetheart. And if you somehow die under a bridge anyway, I’ll be right there with you. Okay?”

Janis is still a little too emotional to register most of what she says specifically, but she gets the general message. Unfortunately, it sends another flood of emotion through her and she starts sobbing again. With relief this time, but still.

“Oh, darling, I’m sorry,” Cady mutters frantically. “I didn’t mean to make you cry. Do you want me to sing for you?”Janis nods, leaning into Cady’s embrace even further. She pulls her in, adjusting her hold to cradle Janis like a baby, her head resting in the crook of her elbow. She sings an old Kenyan lullaby someone taught her, crooning softly to her in Swahili as she dries the tears from under Janis’ eyes, grinning as she watches her contently and her sobs gradually stop again.

“Thank you, Caddy,” Janis sniffles once she finishes. I love you, she adds in her head.

“Always, mpenzi. Let’s take a break, hm? Have you taken your medicines today?” Janis shakes her head softly, refusing to look her in the eye. “Darling, no wonder you’re having such a hard time. I’m gonna start reminding you to take them in the mornings. Can I leave for a minute to go get them and get us a snack?” Janis clings to her tighter for a second but nods, letting go with another snuffle. Cady kisses her gently, and then disappears to the kitchen.

Janis rubs her eyes, wincing at the mascara staining her hands as she pulls them away. She grabs a tissue to clean herself up, then looks around for a second. Cady left her Mathletes jacket hanging on the back of her chair, maybe she wouldn’t mind if Janis borrowed it, just for a minute. She picks it up, trudging over to her bed before flopping onto it. Cady is much smaller than her, so there’s no way in hell it’ll fit, but she lays the soft fabric over herself like a blanket. She breathes in Cady’s comforting scent of rosewater perfume and books, fiddling with the end of a sleeve that’s been softened from Cady rubbing it against her lips whenever she’s nervous or trying to focus.

That’s how Cady finds her when she comes back in, carrying Janis’ prescription bottle and a plate with a massive tower of toaster waffles, Janis’ go-to unhappy times food. “Is that my jacket?” She teases, startling Janis a little. She nods sheepishly before nestling further into it as Cady grabs her water bottle from the desk, handing it to her so she can take her pills.

“Can I try something?” Cady asks once she’s gotten them down and is munching quietly on one of her waffles. Janis nods, suspicious. “Okay, put the waffle down for a second and don’t ask any questions.” Before Janis can even get a word out, Cady has grabbed her fuzzy pancake shaped blanket and swaddled her so tightly in it that she can barely move. She left her arms out, and hands back her waffle once she’s satisfied with Janis’ impromptu straitjacket.

“Caddy, what the fuck is this?” Janis asks, not totally complaining.

“You’re a Jancake! Get it? Like pancake but- but your name? Never mind, what Disney movie do you want to start with?” Cady replies, grabbing her computer and dragging her Janis sushi roll closer as she brings up Disney+.

“Tangled?” Janis asks sheepishly, sinking further into her cocoon as Cady snuggles up to her.

“Tangled it is.”

I love you so much, Cady thinks to herself, watching Janis nibble happily on her snack and dance along as best she can with the opening music.

And they spend the evening like that, feeding each other little bits of waffle and binging sappy movies. Homework can wait, sometimes.

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“You got all these right, Jayjay! I told you you could do it,” Cady cheers at her, setting her paper down and hugging her quickly. She’s down to the wire now, studying for her test tomorrow, her last chance to boost her math grade. Damian had somehow managed to drag her science grade up, so she had that under control now. “Now try this one.” Cady says, carefully scratching down another equation and sliding it in front of her.

“I thought we finished? That was the last unit,” Janis mutters, confused.

“This one’s a bonus. Just try it,” Cady begs, passing her the pencil. Janis looks down and sees:

128√e980

Oh boy. This doesn’t even look similar to what they’ve been doing, she has no idea how to even begin to solve it. Janis is a firm believer that letters do not belong in math, once the alphabet had gotten involved her brain had checked out.

“Um...” She hums, tapping her pencil against the desk lightly.

“Do you want a hint?” Cady asks, moving to take the pencil, sliding the page back in front of her once Janis gives a shy nod. Janis is more than a little confused when she simply erases part of it and then moves it back in front of her. Until she looks and sees it now roughly reads:

i love you

She snaps her head to look at Cady, blinking at her a few times in shock before throwing her arms around her neck and kissing her passionately. Cady sinks into her, cupping her face with one hand and tangling the other into her hair. Slowly, she crawls into Janis’ lap, straddling her waist and pressing herself impossibly closer.

Eventually, they have to break apart to breathe. “I love you,” Janis gasps the second their lips part. She moves her arms to Cady’s waist, holding her tightly. “I love you so much, I love you.”

“I love you, too. So much,” Cady responds, pressing their foreheads together and staring into Janis’ brown doe eyes. A wide grin suddenly spreads across her face, Janis’ own matching it to a slightly lesser extent.

“What are you all smiley about?”

“I said it first. I win,” Cady giggles.

“Hey! I said it out loud first. You cheated,” Janis pouts, smiling again as Cady kisses it away. “We are done for the day for real now, right?” She asks.

“Mmhmm. You’re gonna ace it tomorrow,” Cady says, nuzzling their noses together.

“So... you wanna cash in a few of those kisses and cuddle hours I owe you now? I think we both deserve a reward for this,” Janis smirks, laughing a little as Cady nods rapidly. She scoops her up and carries her over to her bed, pulling a blanket over them as Cady presses up against her side and rests her head on her chest. “You wanna sleep over?”

“Yes please,” Cady hums, crawling more on top of her and wriggling closer. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” Janis teases, playing with a stray curl.

Cady leans up and presses their lips together. “I love you most. Now hush,” she mutters, laying back down on her chest.

“Yes ma’am.”

——-

“Caddy! Damian! Guys, look!” Janis yells down the hallway, rushing up to them where they’re chatting by their lockers.

“Whoa, Janjan, you good?” Damian huffs out, catching her as she barrels into him.

“Yes! Look,” She shoves a slightly crumpled paper at them, Cady peeking over Damian’s arm to see.

“Your report card?”

“Just look at it, Dame! Come on,” Janis begs, so they do.

Anatomy & Physiology: B-

Advanced World History: A-

Honors English 4: A

Algebra: B-

French 4: B+

Advanced Art & Painting: A

“Jan, this is incredible! You did it,” Damian cheers, hugging her tightly.

“Thanks, Damdam.”

“Bluejay, oh my god! I’m so proud of you!” Cady squeals, giving her another tight embrace once Damian lets her go.

“You seem surprised,” Janis teases.

“I’m not! I’m just proud of you, loser,” Cady says, pulling her down for a kiss. “You did great, my love.”

“I couldn’t have without you, baby,” Janis murmurs back, kissing her again softly.

Damian pretends to gag from behind them. “Ew, too much love!”

“Aww, you want a kiss too?” Janis teases as she reaches out for him, laughing when he dashes away. She goes back and pulls her redhead close again as the halls clear out for the day. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Who would’ve thought math would ever make me so happy?

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thank you for reading! please let me know what you thought!

lots of love, ezzy

#cadnis #cady heron x janis sarkisian #cady heron #janis sarkisian #mean girls #mean girls musical #mean girls broadway

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(lovely anon) i'm so happy to finally be answering this oh my goodness hi gorgeous human being i feel that it has been too long 🥲 SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED SINCE THE LAST TIME I'VE WRITTEN ONE OF THESE HOW HAVE YOU BEEN

to answer the things you have said most recently- i'm so mad that spring break is over bc now i have to go back to life??? like dancing and school and shit that feels so unnessacry 😭 and like i can't just do nothing anymore? i was so used to it and now...... ugh. i STILL haven't played sims (i think it's because ✨depression✨ be hitting sometimes) lol but MWAHAH IM SO HAPPY FOR YOUR NEIGHBOR!AU AND THAT THEY HAD LITTLE BABY LEO!! i feel the name thing.. i just come up with something that sounds nice? i think leo is a nice name, it makes me think about lea michele and the fact that her son's name is Ever Leo but anyway. i don't name my sims after what i want to name my children irl either... idk why though. (i don't know why i'm telling you this but for boy names i love Liam🥰 and if i had twin boys i think i would do Liam and Peter though i am not married to the name Peter.... anywho)

LMAOOO the therpaist coming made me laugh thank you :)) i hope it's helpful? this may be tmi but i've only really had negative thoughts recently and not many healthy outlets so i'm hoping crossing one thing off this sad list will make me feel better :') i think during spring break my anxiety and my depression really spiked? idk, it comes in episodes but yeah THIS GOT REALLY SAD

i think a lot of things when i read your posts but i never say them hahaha so imma say it now: i googled what bon appetit meant ( i also just had to google how to spell it ) but ur right, i feel like bone apple tea makes more sense than bone apple teeth.. the "th" is throwing me off bc how i say it bone appa (like app-a) teet (like you're saying tit but teet lol) so bone apple tea makes more sense to me lol

i never know really know the time difference for anything lmao but est to germany (that's not gmt is it?) is like 6 hours wOAH so it's like 9pm while it’s 3pm here? wowee

i feel mega weird after watching this show called hollywood (darren criss is in it, so is laura harrier and a bunch of other people) but i don't like it💀 i feel really icky rn and idk why but reading your last response to my ask (?) always makes me feel better :')

i am doing what you said btw, i'm typing this on my computer first then gonna transfer it to my phone's tumblr lol but when you said a digital detox, it's interesting cuz i feel like i've been having one since tom's new project was announced? gOD i don't wanna get into it bc i get so triggered but i've been off of instagram since then bc instagram stans literally stand by tom through whatever even when something ain't right- i’m just gonna leave it there bc i’ll continue the rant, but yeah so i took a break lol

also heard abt your driving lesson thing (?) was it that bad? i can't find the old post but someone asked if you hooked up with your lesson person and i was sOOO CONFUSED LMAOO LIKE OK ARIA GET SOME BUT UHH HUH?

now to address the actual response HAHA the way you touch my heart :') by :') bringing :') up :') halle :') being ariel :') (i honest to God don't remember if i brought this up first, forgive me if i did, it's been a minute lmao) i'm always talking about it and i'm pretty sure my family is so tired of me talking about it lmao, but YEAH when i found out they weren't twins i was so surprised but idk why i always thought they were twins? but YOU ARE SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE WITH THE DISNEY TALK- everyone is always like "tiana is my favorite princess" and yea she's strong and stuff but...... she was a frog. for almost the whole time. it's about time we got another one!! i do agree with some people on the fact that disney should just make another black princess but halle is adorable and i was ariel on stage so it's already really special to me :')

yeah lol there are good times with my brothers but they make me mad for a good portion of the time (there's the 12yo vincent and the 7yo daniel but vincent??? psshhh he is a piece of work and i'm not sure how much longer i can put up with him HAJAH AND YES VINCENT IS THE ONE WHO WAS 👁👄👁WHEN I CRIED AND THE ONE WHO DOESN'T LISTEN TO MUSIC- writing this now makes it sound like vincent is awful. which he isn't... we're working on him ig. not to add to the awfulness but no, he listens to obnoxious loud VIDEO GAME MUSIC and won't stop when we ask him to stop... he gets beat up a lot) anyway i imagine being an only child is really calming.. like you have time to yourself and its just you and your parents 😌

yeah let me know if you end up watching it (wandavision)! i think it's great but if you like it lmk!! tfatws is sooo good like PHEW i am honestly loving it. sidenote: j*hn w*lker makes me wanna jump through the screen and choke him to the ground. i was thinking right, and the falcon and the winter soldier (THATS SO MUCH EASIER FAJHKDAH) would techinally be like a 10 hour movie right? because every episode is an hour long and there'll be 10 episodes? like wow. i get what you mean though, abt the racism in the show etc, like looking forward to it but not like..... no i get what you mean i will not try and give another example lol but you make me wanna learn more languages like really badly (bc of what you said about the german to american translation) & if you end up watching hamilton PLEASE LMK ABT THAT TOO HAHAHA i love it so much, same thing with lion king lmaoo

speaking of germany, i was at lunch on saturday with my mom and her friend and we were talking about my schooling and like-- she planted this idea in my head lol like what if i just got my GED and went around the world (to england probably) to get a theatre experience??? and i think it sounds so cool but no where near practical lol, it's just..... the dream haha and i would then try and learn a language 😉

uh yes we absolutely should order basically a resturant meal at a cinema, how about burgers, chips (fries), and a large drink? any time next week works for me, should i pick you up?

also about cherry (which i still haven't watched yet lol) i got the timestamps from tumblr😌 i couldn't find them anywhere else, but i agree, i probably wouldn't even look twice at cherry if tom wasn't in it? like i liked tdatt a lot, but it's not a movie i would be itching to see ya know?

HAHAHAHA THE 24 HOUR NOTIFICATION- i think i have around 1030 hours on sims? but i've had it since 2019 lmao (reading the screenshots, yes u are 100% a genuis, i take screenshots too but on anon you can't upload them so i just read them and retype what i wrote lmao) i think the university experience in the game is fun, but time consuming and it's all work imo. idk why i do it so often tho 😭😭😭

and agreed!! when you're making good money in the game you have to find other ways to make it interesting. my cousins who play it just continously do "motherlode" and i'm like.... then what do you do in your game?? it just sounds boring to me... my current sims household, i had a famous comedian sim, her name was dylan, aND SORRY IM LAUGHING SO HARD WHILE WRITING THIS BC ITS A GREAT EXAMPLE OF THE UNI THING UNLESS IM JUST DUMB, she went to college for communications when i wanted her to be a comedian and when she graduated i realized that degree did nothing for the career 🥲 so yeah, i think i'm just dumb. but she had a kid in college, guy didn't stick around and she was pretty broke HA but then she got married to this (great) guy named steve, made good bank, had 5 more kids (two sets of twins and one more lol) but then she passed. uhm... yeah that's still an open wound . lol i'm kidding, but when you get rich like that, you have to find a way to make the game interesting and i chose a million kids.

(this was one giant paragraph until i broke it up uhh yeah) i seriously don't pay attention to the sims prices and just end up spending way too much money and not being able to finish the rest of the house😭 but then again, i'm so used to having sims live in apartments... if i end up building a house FIRST OF ALL it'll look like what you explained before lmao but i'll tell you if i actually end up building a house HAHA & planning out your sims game is so fun to me lol, did enisa and michael take in his daughter yet? i may be thinking too far ahead lol and i love that they fucked woohooed (i say woo woo lol) in celebration HAHA but when i was playing with this one couple i had them woo woo every night hoping the dude would have horrible pull out game and they would concieve, but one night they were too tired and i was like why? get back in there man. if i was in college and lived with my partner we would be fucking every night homie. be grateful. i have been talking a lot about sims, and like you said: enough 💀 i just love this game a lot 😭😭

SORRY LAST THING i think the sims romantic and sexual stuff is so nice bc its what i want?? LMAO IDK like the whole hot tub thing you're talking about- puh lease ITS JUST NICE TO SEE OKAY

i'm reading the german section over again and i said aloud "my german friend is so cool" lol (i was saying that to my brothers & i know they don't care LMAO) (& i'm glad the uni zoom call went well!!) so on a form, in german, it could possibily say Einführungsveranstaltungsteilnehmer because you would be a participant to an introductory event? i swear german sounds so cool 😌 but i love reading your german lessons!! it's really interesting, most of the time my brain can't comprehend it tho?? like that word makes sense to you, but i need a translation. like to be able to look at that and know what it says.... its just appealing and seems so cool lol i kinda wanna write something out in german but i feel that google translate will fail me. während googeln "google übersetzen" mein Computer war so verdammt langsam und es fühlte sich einfach wie etwas Gutes auf Deutsch zu sagen. ich bin nicht sicher, welches Wort ist "fucking", aber ich mag es lmao (did it fail me like i thought it would??)

LMAOOO THANK YOU FOR BRINGING UP JUSTIN BC WHILE AT THE RESTURANT THEY PLAYED A JUSTIN SONG AND I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF YOU AND THIS STORY😭 lol i was thinking it's depending on your age but not even that either... i really don't know.... but tom's fans are hollanders💀 i would consider myself one? he's the only person i'm really into like that (like a lot lol) so idk lmao (directioners 💔💔the pain is real)

LMAOOO (both of these paragraphs started off with “lmaooo” smh) "i like my men when they look like they are on the brink of death" PLEASE, i don't like pete's blonde hair... i just don't. i'm not sure if i wasn't watching the most recent snls but yea. my mom thinks he looks like trash, but i think he's okay? like he said staten island people just look like trash LMAO and I STILL HAVEN'T SEEN KING OF STATEN ISLAND GIRL I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THAT!! now i'm gonna make plans to watch it lmao, & yes agreed i find pete hot, don't ask why i really couldn't explain it to someone he's just .

my favorite songs from rex are from pony oh my goodness 🥺 anywho i'm gonna go eat cereal (i ended up eating bun and cheese instead) and listen to the Stormzy songs you recommended... aria. aria aria aria. i would like to thank you for introducing me to stormzy i- i don't have any words or any emojis to express HOW GOOD STORMZY IS. i hope he's popular in germany/the uk because i haven't heard of him but GURLLLL

one second - delicious i love it. it's really good. it’s not my favorite from the album, but its great.

superheroes - at first i played the non-explicit one (on accident) and wondered why the words weren't playing but i was reading them in the lyrics??? THIS ONE THOUGH??? IS THE BEST SONG I THINK I'VE EVER HEARD. i am so SO SO into black people empowering songs (like brown skin girl by beyonce) and this song???? PHEW I CRYYYYY ITS SO GOOD.... i was gonna quote some lyrics BUT THERS TOO MANY I LOVE, "i am young, black, beautiful, and brave" "black queen, you're immaculate, it's coming at the world, they ain't ready for your magic yet, and that was never your fault" THAT WAS NEVER YOUR FAULT- I ALMOST CRIED THIS SONG IS SO BEAUTIFUL (i played it twice lol)

lessons is another beautiful one, like its slow and it feels intimate and nurturing and just OO chefs kiss, beautiful . like you can feel the apology and the regret... it’s so good

own it - OWN IT OWN IT OWN IT IS AMAZING!! swear you would catch me dancing to this song, this song is so fucking good i cannot comprehend like this one might be my favorite for real... "it's the way you wind up your waist, i'm so in awe, you never have to worry abt nothing, you know its yours, you know you own it" 🥲 i played it two or three times honestly

rachael's little brother - YES I DID LISTEN TO IT LMAO AND YES I LIKE IT, its a very complex song and it's very layered in terms of emotions i think and i really like that about it. i probably won't listen to it that often, but its really good. i would recommend this song to my "older brother" bc he would just absolutely love this

shut up - i was taking this song seriously (also very good) until i heard him say shu-T up LMAO, this one is good, i probably wouldn't listen to it 24/7 like rachael's little brother but honestly its still fire

before listening to blinded by your grace and vossi bop, i know you brought up the religion bit, i definitely don't mind that, especially because i'm Christian lol and i actually liked that he brought up God in some of his songs like idk i just like it🥰🥰

(i then went to bed after that lol but first thing in the morning i listened to superheroes and... that song is probably my favorite tbh, i was gonna write MORE quotes that i loved from it but, yeah no there's too many. if you want i'll tell you lmao but this is already so long i would just be quoting the whole friggin song)

VOSSI BOP IS A BOP (lol) I CANT EVEN LIE, i love a song that hypes up a dude's girl so the line- i love that my phone decided to fail to load the lyrics, lemme google it, okay the lyric "looking at my girl like what a goddess" i was like AYEEE its honestly just really good. and no one in america says "sauce" like "i've got the sauce" but now i do (thanks to love island and Nas from last season) and now stormzy so (also im gonna watch the music video for superheroes bc it looks great so 😛)

(because this is already so long i feel like i shouldn't finish the rest but . no i'm gonna do it)

now for blinded by your grace pt2 idk why i’m nervous lmaoo PAUSE I'M NOT EVEN DONE WITH THE SONG GIRL THIS SONG IS *chefs kiss* no words, speechless PHEW y'all gon make me start jumping around. why did i not know about stormzy before, he is amazing i- ok yeah i finished the song, all i have to say is that Stormzy is immaclucate. period. i am literally sending his music to all my friends he is..... amazing

you want my song recommendations 🥺🥺 hmm uh okay lol i listen to a lot of old music, whitney houston, marvin gaye, queen, celine dion, i love "more than words" by extreme uhmm okay, but for actual music i listen to on the daily? (this is a lot of different music like.... they do not go together lmao so be prepared) a song about being sad by rex orange county, betty by taylor swift and lover by taylor swift and... most of that album lol, treasure by bruno mars lmao, OOOO and versace on the floor by bruno as well, lazybaby by dove cameron, creep by tlc has been on repeat lol, deja vu by olivia rodrigo (i saw what you said about drivers license and AGREED LMAO but i like deja vu a lot more haha) and two albums that i listen to in general, rare by selena gomez and ungodly hour by chloe x halle 🥰 you don't have to listen to all of them or any of them lol but that's a sense of what i'm into :) so basically everything haha, i'm into literally every single kind of music really so i wasn't too surprised that i enjoyed stormzy :’)

HAHASBSJHAHA your h20 story cracked me up,, like "wow these actors are so dedicated, learning german just for us" 😭 the beauty of overdubbing

once again, math and maths, in my mind maths makes sense because its mathmatics, but saying maths doesn't feel right to me lol, like if i said maths i feel like everyone would look at me like ??? and yea i was taught it as math so its just more natural for me. but yes math/maths is disgusting, easily one of my least favorite subjects so .

mkay. i- the first time i read this i could not contain my laughter when you said the only pollen you know is sex pollen LMAOKOOSHBABJFAJF STOPPP I'M EVEN LAUGHING WRITING THIS,, anyway. wow! that's interesting, my dad (<<< mostly anything else) gets migraines from the sun and the heat and stuff, yesterday (sunday, i was outside for like hours watching my brothers play football, the american kind lol) i was in the sun for like ever and i got a headache😔

summer clothes🥲 i need to go shopping fr fr. for my birthday my mom and dad got me a giftcard like dedicated to a shopping spree and we've yet to go so..... i should bring it up to my mom lol, but!! i went bra shopping (ended up returning literally all of them cuz they honestly didn't work for day to day work? its a long story) and if i could i would walk around in this new "summer bra" i got, i would. it's so fricking cute and its really light fabric (which isn't perfect for my nipples but still) so i don't get hot in it, but that bra and some shorts would be perfect. its the closest thing to being naked so

IS THE BIRD STILL BOTHERING U ARIA, TELL ME NOW ISTG, i laughed really hard that the bird isn't stupid and is really trying to torture you LMAOO like i was rolling, it wants you to suffer, badly

when you said "mensus" it was still close to mens!!! latin speaking queen 😌😌

okay STORYTIME i was reading back your response and started (fake) crying bc i love you lol and my youngest brother (daniel) gon say "oh man, catherine's crying about something we don't care about, again" I--- i swear when i tell you about them they sound awful, but they aren't that bad, just the stuff i say about them is sounds really mean LMAO

but the thing you said about being kind, same, what i always say is: don't be the person that makes people say "i hate people" ya know? like there's no reason to be a jerk or anything.... but its true 🥺🥺🥺🥺 you are really kind and every time i talk to you i would like to personally fly to germany and give you a hug 💖💕💞💗💓💝💖💘

& i'm gonna show my stretch marks some love bc of you 🥺😭 i really hate how men have basically everyone conditioned that you can't love your own body </3 fuck them, y'all beautiful :')

also thanks for what you said :')) you literally are the kindest, sweetest person i think i've ever spoken to and i love you 🥰🥺🥲💓💗

READING YOUR TAGS HAHAHHAHA the spelling errors makes everything so much funnier. once again, i like your german lessons & yea!! i'm gonna play sims after writing this hahah

#catherine's tags are back #i don't think i've told you my name before?? #anyway it's catherine🥰🥰🥰 #i'm typing this on my computer (without emojis) and if i didn't edit this you would be reading shit shite like #heartface and pout and cry LMAO #yeah abt the tattoos #some stuff with my parents i'm like deal with it??? lol #my mom tells me "if there's something you enjoy or you like but i don't have the same opinion on it... why would my (my mom's) opinion matter? #and i love that #like i'm not gonna go and do whatever i want #but if my mom doesn't like that i swear (which isn't true just an example) #its like okay.... #but whatever #and your tattoo ideas sound really cute!! #and yeah @ your parents, i mean you aren't getting something wild #and the tattoo album>>> #i'm gonna look up ariana's butterfly tattoos just so i know what you mean lol #but i'm guessing you don't want something so incredibily simple, but not super like over the top? #correct me if i'm wrong lol #LMAO the tags were in order don't worry ! #and yeah lol ily2 <33 #and once again, again, sorry for this post JSHJS ITS A MESS AND LONG AS HELL #and you don't need to go in order of my post its literally longer than your german compound words #u're fine #also !!! while writing this the birds were chirping outside and i was like 😳 #and one of your fics (i’ve read all of them, i don’t remember lol) that valentine’s day one where y/n had lingerie on (the pancake one lol) #inspired me to buy lingerie #like when i look back on me “growing up” #that fic & basically you lol really helped with that #that made no sense and i don’t know how to make it make sense... but... yeah. like ily

hiiiiiiiiiii <3333

Dear catherine, 😌

(you have said your name before, but it wasn‘t like an introduction or anything i think you were talking about .... was it possibly the incident at the cinema??? And you said something like ‘calm down catherine‘ like you were telling yourself to calm down idkd dkdkkdkd anyway i didn‘t mention it cause i wasn‘t sure if it was an accident or not dkdjd but now i know 😌❤️ Catherine is such a cute and lovely name btw omg and so are your brothers‘s names 🥰

Sorry that I‘m answering this so late, it‘s been an emotional rollercoaster for me since last week but i‘ll get to that in a second lol

Sksklssk girl i haven‘t played sims in like 2 weeks now ekejdkdlldld ok that‘s not that long at all actually but i keep wanting to play but then i end up not playing for whatever reason, so no news about my sims game 😔 but i love the names Liam and Peter and for twins!!! That sounds really nice actually

okay i‘m trying to answer your ask in chronological answer even though i wanted to wait for the depressing stuff and write it at the end or something OKAY so. i thought that i‘d feel so good when i start uni and that i‘ll like... have a purpose in life again and just be happy (cause in the last year i didn‘t do much and i was depressed like half of the time lol).... anyway i kind of feel even worse now? 😭 i think it‘s because in my brain it‘s like: university!!! that means your life will change and it‘ll all be so exciting. and don‘t get me wrong it is exciting butttt..... idk the online thing is so weird cause you‘re not meeting any new people (i‘m introverted anyway but still lol) and it doesn‘t feel like you‘re listening to/talking to actual people cause it feels the same as just watching a video?

also i thought i‘d be busy again but i only have one lecture (90mins) a day and theres one day where i dont have any lectures at all and just one day where i have 3 hours but.... idk i mean i shouldn‘t complain about having so much free time but i just don‘t know what to do all day and in a pandemic there really is nothing to do but i also can‘t relax bc it‘s like during the week and i know i have uni the next day and .... yeah.

There‘s also this one assignment i had to do that took me AT LEAST SIX HOURS AND IM NOT EVEN EXAGGERATING????? so that was the only thing i‘ve been doing besides “going to“ lectures. for this one course we have to read two (really really long) texts (like it literally took me 3 hours to read them) and we‘re supposed to post it on this website that all the professors in our uni use. So after 5 days of anxiety (✌🏼) i posted mine this morning bc last night i realised that i didn‘t even know why i was having anxiety so i just posted mine today. The deadline is tomorrow at 12 and no one except me has posted theirs yet........ so i have anxiety again 🥰 cause idk if i‘m the only one who did it or if i even did it correctly

Edit while i‘m rereading this: my anxiety about uni is a lot better and i‘m not as d*pressed anymore maybe it was just hormones? idk but i‘m better so that‘s good

(I started writing this like 5 hours ago and then i randomly completely forgot lol)

I‘m in a better mood now though so let‘s move on from that (oh wait also, i think i‘m gonna see if i can find a psychiatrist bc with my anxiety symptoms (long story) i need to go to a psychiatrist, and so far i‘ve only gone to like psycholgists and it didn‘t help but i think that‘s just bc i was meant to go to a psychiatrist and not a psychologist so dldjdjsj

n e ways but yes you‘re not alone, ily, things will get better and yes i love you (i‘m not good at this type of thing🥲 but i‘d hug you right now if i could <3)

Yess i think the time difference between est and me is 6hours but gmt is uk time i believe? i think mine is called.... cet? For central european time? I could be completely wrong though lmao

Oof i completely forgot about hollywood, i remember when laura kept posting about it on instagram but i never actually watched it and i definitely won‘t now lmaodkdksjsn

Okay my driving lesson LEBDJDKDK I DID NOT HOOK UP WITH ANYONE AKSJSKSMMLM especially not my 40 or 50 year old driving instructor lol i like her but NOT LIKE THAT, the lesson was really really really good actually and i think i‘ll have my driving test soon, but i don‘t even remember why the anon would have thought that??? Oh wait now i remember okay KEKSKDLDL so during the lesson my instructor was like do you mind if i turn on some music? AND THIS WOMAN TURNED ON ONE DIRECTION I LOVE HER so i made a post about it and i said something about the song up all night and i guess i phrased it in a .... idk in a dumb way 💀 so the anon made a joke that i stayed up with my driving instructor all night and NO. No.

Wait did i read that right? YOU WERE ARIEL ON STAGE? SIALDBDJDKSLMSBDKDMDMDKDJSLSMDJFJJEDMBFEKLEFBJDLDVSIDLESKSKWKDKDJDOWNYUEKWNDUWLNSUFLWVSUDLEHDOENSIDBEISBEHENJELBSIEMWUDNRIW KB WOBE JO ON SBEUU HIII S HWS LV W ICH US KB okay this keyboard smash is getting out of hand but uh please do elaborate on that 💘😌???? Like you can‘t just drop that information and not say more??? I forgot if you‘re in like your school‘s drama group (is that a thing? lol idk anything about acting) or in an independent group? Either way - ARIEL that is so fucking cool

Your brothers loooooool, no i get it though obviously you love them and stuff but esp at their age children are so annoying so good luck with them 😭😭😭lmao

Yeah “anyway i imagine being an only child is really calming.. like you have time to yourself and its just you and your parents 😌“ yeah just me and my parents who constantly fight 🥰 lmao no i like being an only child, like i cannot imagine having siblings but i feel like if i had siblings i would be saying that i can‘t imagine being an only child so? but i do think it‘s quite different like i‘m trying to imagine having siblings and WHAT that‘s just so different omg i‘ve never really thought about it like properly ???

I saw a tik tok the other day that was like “sometimes i forget that my siblings have a life of their own. like i see them as side characters in my life“ and even though i can‘t relate obviously i felt that. lol, like i can really imagine how it feels idk what i‘m talking about like shut the fuck up, daria

(also my actual name is daria not aria but i dont like it, and also i wanted to be more anonymous on tumblr so now i‘m aria lmao. pls don‘t mention it though cause no one knows except for you and mel (peterbenjiparker) dkdkdkdnkdnd. but i‘m starting to identify with the name cause everyone keeps calling me that looool😭😭😭 (but i like the name, more than daria anyway? well it also depends on the accent, cause the way germans say daria is okay. the was Americans say it is also okay, but some of my family in England are from the north of england and i don‘t like how they say my name 💀 no offence to them(?) but yeah pls don‘t mention the name in your ask cause the chance of people seeing it is higher then (or if you want to say something about it just send a separate ask and i just won‘t post it (IDK what you‘d want to say about my name but yeah just in case slsldlldmsndnsns)

I‘m loving falcon and winter soldier so much but when i was watching an episode the week before last week (?) my laptop broke😭😭😭😭 during the scene where the dora milaje came at the end my laptop just shut down? And it had these lines all over the screen and i had to bring it to the shop where i bought it and they said it‘ll take 6-8 weeks to repair 💔💔💔 but at least it‘ll be for free, cause if i brought it back to apple it would cost like 400€ (i think that‘s nearly 500$) so yeah. but it sucks cause now i‘m “going to uni“ on a really old rusty laptop and on my phone which kinda sucks. oh yeah and also i can‘t watch anything on there 😭 i definitely want to watch wandavision but it‘ll have to wait🤧

Yessss you should def get your GED! I googled and I‘m still not entirely sure what it is dldks but from how you described it- YES!!!!!!

Idk if you know this? Like no idea if I‘ve told you this already (hmmm wait i feel like we talked about it actually?) anyway i was originally gonna go study in England, but for loads of reasons I ended up staying in Germany and I‘m def happy with my decision, but I definitely want to go to England sometime even if it‘s just for six months or maybe for my masters or something? And (obviously everyone is different) but i think everyone should go abroad and live in a different country once in their life, no matter if it‘s for school or what, and even if it‘s just for a few weeks. But i think that‘s something that you‘d never ever forget! And combining that with your acting/theatre??? You really would be living the dream 💘💘😌

how about burgers, chips (fries), and a large drink? any time next week works for me, should i pick you up?— sounds good see you soon 🥰🥰🥰

i used to be one of the people who‘d just do motherlode motherlode motherlode and just... what did i do? Why did i do that??? But not anymore lol. Like I said i haven‘t played sims in a few weeks but i‘ve been watching a few legacy challenge let‘s plays and usually i play with the aging off. So my sims just don‘t age 💀 but i could (should) turn aging on so that it stays exciting and i have limited time and everything. and once i get bored with my current sims i can just make them have kids and continue playing as their children when they get older- like recently i remembered that i haven‘t played the acting career in ages? and i haven‘t had a shop in ages? and i think you can even become a vet right??? like those are definitely some things i want to do in the next weeks!!! Also yes sksksjs i have a few hundred hours on sims as well (if not thousands 😭) it was just that one household that i‘d been playing with for 24hrs

AND GIRL SSKSKJD THE UNIVERSITY THING HAPPENED TO ME TOO, it was a while ago so i don‘t remember what degree and what job it was about but i made my sim study something for aaaaaages so she‘d get a better job from the beginning (you know what i mean like get in at a higher level)...... and i apparently studied the wrong thing cause i didn‘t get any benefits from studying and still had to start at level 1 and shit 🥴🥲

Oh also (this was like 2 weeks ago) Enisa and Michael did take in Michael‘s daughter and i think Enisa currently even has a higher/better relationship with the daughter than Michael but um💀💀💀 also i was hoping (since michael and enisa married (in their back yard i think lol) that the daughter (i forget what her name is😭) would have enisa as her step mom? Like you know how you can see the relationship and it says daughter or son or sister.. and i was hoping that it would say step mom but it doesn‘t say anything 🥲 but in my mind (and if the sims had proper family relations) she is her step mom😌 also Leo is a teenager now???? I mean I aged him up lol dkdk he was being too annoying as a toddler but i don‘t like children so i aged him up twice in one day and now he‘s a teen, but that means he can look after his half sister when she becomes a toddler which is good (the game recognises them as siblings tho even if they‘re just half siblings? why can‘t they have step family members in the sims🥲) okay i‘ve annoyed you enough with sims ✋🏼

I‘ve been a bit sick these past few days and now i‘m getting a headache so i have to finish this response tomorrow 😭😭😭 </3

It‘s not tomorrow, it‘s 3 hours later but i‘m better lol

oooff when sims are ungrateful and won‘t woo woo (lol i like that) cause they‘re too tired like?? Be grateful that you‘re not living with your parents anymore 🙄 no okay dkdkdkdl idk if you play with mods (i don‘t) but i know there is a mod (or it‘s part of a mod idk maybe wicked whims?) where you can adjust the percentage of how risky a normal woo woo is, like you still click woo woo (3dksksks okay i‘ll say woohoo again— wait is that what’s it called? 😭) but there‘s like a 25% chance that your sim can still get pregnant just like in real life there‘s always a chance of getting pregnant even if you‘re using protection (just not 25% lmao) but yeah i personally don‘t play with mods sksk and you can always just click try for baby but it would be cool if you could add stuff like risky woohoo to the game without mods (i have no idea how to download mods and i play sims on a really really old laptop and sims is literally tje only thing that works on it anyway so—) i repeat my words from earlier: okay i‘ve annoyed you enough with sims ✋🏼

okay i‘m so sorry i‘m gonna watch fast & furious 1 now cause i need to watch f&f 1-5 until the 30th of april cause they‘re only on netflix til then (i mean i could watch them somewhere else but the quality is never as good) so i will finish this tomorrow after all😭

it is now 1 am, i finished the film, can feel a new obsession coming up again (i always have these f&f obsessions for six months before and after a new film comes out)

THE GOOGLE TRANSLATE wkekdjdj tbh it sounds like someone is speaking with some kind of foreign accent i guess that‘s probably because it just is a direct translation and so anyway slsjsj i don‘t know if you asked me what the word fucking is in german? like idk cause the translation is a bit weird but in case you asked lol sidjsjs theres not really a good translation like we just say fuck for fuck lmao, i don‘t know if you typed in fucking in google translate and it came out as verdammt? cause that means damn (or damned sksjjs) ummm yeah idek if/what you asked so imma move on🤧

I‘m not gonna comment on what you said about every stormzy song cause you already said all the important things but SKSKSJSJSKNSNDBDUDOENWBSLSKKHSULSLSKSBSJSKSK I WAS SMILING SO HARD WHEN I READ YOUR RESPONSE FOR THE FIRST TIME BECAUSE AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH finally i know someone who loves him as much as i do 💘💘💘 also since you brought it up, i‘m pretty sure he‘s considered the most successful UK rapper or if not then at least top 3 so he‘s defffffffffinitely big in the uk, in germany more and more people are listening to uk rap too but not as much stormzy cause theyre dumb apparently 🙄 but anywY i‘m sooooo sooo happy that you like him. i think hith came out end of 2019 (i could be wrong but i think it came out on the 13th of december so (in a european way) you‘d write the date: 13.12 and obviously i don‘t KNOW this but i can definitely imagine that he chose that date because ACAB and yes, Michael. Yes. But he hasn‘t made too much music since then so i hope he‘s working on some new stuff 🤞🏼

Also i ordered the stormzy poster😌 also a nicki minaj one bc i decided i‘m gonna have one wall with red-ish posters (i already have two kinda red ones) and one with blue/green-ish posters (already have two) and i can add stormzy to the blue one and nicki to the red one, but i think that‘s it cause if my walls are tooo full it could look cluttered? I‘m not sure how that type of thing works lmao but my room is generally untidy so i don‘t want the walls to look unorganised too so i think that‘s it for now

I really want to finish this now but my brain is getting kinda slow and i need to sleep soon so this will have to wait till later after all 🥺🥴 (not that it makes and difference to you bc you‘ll see this whenever i post it buttttt i wanted you to know that i want to talk to you again but with my slow brain i‘m just taking too long to do it in one day😭😭😭 and i‘m so busy tomorrow hmm but i‘m sure i‘ll have 30 minutes to finish this then <3)

Okay wait I‘m so dumb I didn‘t realise I‘d nearly answered everything i could have posted this yesterday 😭😭

Oooohh that summer bra sounds so nice like if i was confident enough i literally would just wear a top that resembles a bra (or really is a bra lol) cause my tiddies always be looking amazing i‘m just insecure about my stomach sometimes 🙄🙄🙄 but recently i‘ve been loving myself more and more tbh 😌

also i hope you can go shopping for some nice clothes soon ✨😌

I‘ll be honest I haven‘t listened to your song recs YET but only because i wanna take my time with them and i‘ve been so busy and slso AJ tracey‘s album came out last week and I haven‘t listened to that one yet either so ekdkdj (he‘s also a uk rapper like quite popular and successful as well, but i feel like i‘m not gonna like his album cause whenever i‘m looking forward to an album it ends up being really bad and the albums where you weren‘t expecting it turn out to be bangers.... so yeah but i‘ll let you know when i listen to your songs!!!! :)

Omg i keep having to scroll up all the way to see the next thing you said so sorry if I completely miss some of the things you said😭😭

So when you sent this the bird was still bothering me oh my FUCK DKDLDMMDMDMD but now i‘ve been going to bed at like 1-2am so the bird is probably still asleep lool

Okay and for the rest of your ask my response is: 💘💖❣️💚❣️💛❣️💛💕💞❤️💓💟💞💕💕💖💘💝💟💟🧡❤️🧡💞💛💚💓💚💚💚❣️🧡💖💘🧡💝🧡💕💘🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥰🥺🥺💘💘💘💘💘 (okay that looked cuter in my head i don‘t really like the green hearts dldkkdksndnd)

#lovely anon #<3333333333333 #‚‘it‘s literally longer than your german compound words‘ LMAODKDMSLDKSLKS #ignore the comma at the beginning of the last tag????#aww wait i just read what you said at the end of your tags🥺🥺💘💘💘#love youuuu #ooooof i‘m reading my response and do i not know what a period is? like period as in. full stop.#my sentences are literally paragraphs and i use keyboard smashes to separate sentences from each other like what‘s wrong with me???#or ‚lol‘ snd ‚lmao‘#imma need me to do better (did you listen to heavy is the head as a whole? like the whole album? the song do better is stuck in my head toda #today so)#i‘ll try to write normal length sentenced in the future💀#sentencessss*

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httpbread · 5 years ago

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I love your writing so much! Ahhh I’m new to the fandom and binged everything, but anyway ANGST TIME! Kindly requesting Hanako comforting reader who’s crying their eyes out and needs some tender love and care

Pairing: Hanako x reader

Words: 1743

thank you!! sorry it’s been taking me so long to work through requests ;; i will get to them! just been dealing with a bit of writer’s block and my own folly

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When Hanako enters the third-floor girl’s bathroom after an errand he expected the same old boring quiet bathroom.

He expected the sunshine shining brightly through the window, staining the room too many colors to even put into words. The stalls empty. The room filled with peace and cheap smelling febreeze, just the way he left it.

He was not expecting the sound of the sink running, or (Y/n) hovering over it, looking up as he held the door open, their face a rosy mess of tears, snot, and despair, letting out a harsh hiccup.

Silence found them, Hanako unable to even speak and (Y/n) looking too choked up to.

He’d never seen them cry before, and he sure as hell had never seen them look like they’d had three breakdowns in a row.

“(Y/n)...? Are you okay?” He reaches up to rub the back of his neck. He’s not sure how to deal with this.

(Y/n) was always so bright and smiley. Seeing them so... emotional, all of the sudden... it was jarring.

Not to mention his lack of experience with tears.

“Y-Yeah,” they sniffle harshly, reaching forward and twisting the sink off. They then turn to him, plastering a big smile on their lips, “Never better!”

Their words greatly contrast with the way their big (e/c) puffy eyes water.

He frowns at this.

“(Y/n)...”

Only to watch as their lower lip trembles.

Before they’re promptly ducking down, burying their face in a tangle of their thrown up arms, making Hanako jolt straight as a board when they wail, the raw distraught in their voice shaking him right up, “No! I’m not okay!”

He hastily moves forward, their panic infecting him, “Hey! Hey! Easy!”

He lifts his hands, despite his nervousness, reaching for them, though not quite sure what he’s going to do. All he knows is he wants them to stop crying!

“No! Not easy!” They blubber, hunching over a little more, like they’re trying to disappear, “I’m going to fail! I’m never going to college! A-and then- this class- I-“

“Slow down!” He pleads, relenting to set his hands on their shoulders, “(Y/n), you’re freaking out-“

“Of course I am!” They untangle from their arms, brushing off his hands to look up at him, face full of wide-eyed woebegone, “My life is falling apart, Hanako- a-and I don’t know what to do- and-“

Silence fills the bathroom.

In Hanako’s defense, he didn’t know how else to get them to stop talking.

“One step at a time, (Y/n),” he tells them, keeping his voice gentle, “I don’t know what’s got you all riled up, but let’s shove all that aside right now, okay?”

Their tears are seeping down onto his hand, the one he has over their mouth, which they hum into miserably.

“Focus, (Y/n),” he mumbles, promptly removing his hand, “Just work on calming down right now. The world can wait.”

But as they go to protest- and he knows they are, judging by the frantic look that finds their eyes- he only pulls them to his chest, burying their messy face in his uniform.

They let out a muffled whimper, cursing him, but Hanako only holds them tighter, praying it’ll help somehow.

“Nuh-uh,” he chides lightly, to hide his unsureness, “You’re not getting out of this hug until you stop crying.”

He blinks, running his fingers through their (h/l) (h/c) locks.

There are definitely more pressing worries, but he can’t help but gawk at how soft their hair is.

Indulging, he continues to stroke his fingers through their silky strands, keeping his other arm wrapped firmly around them.

Their arms hung limp at their side, as they leaned reluctantly into him, now burying their face into his chest by choice.

He smiles a little.

Even when they were so wound up, they were such a cute little thing.

Hanako isn’t sure how long they stand there, him squeezing them tight in his arms, but eventually, they lift their head.

“I’m not crying anymore...”

“Really?” He comments, hoping a tease would get them out of their rough, “You look like a mess.”

Their lower lip trembles.

“W-Wait! No! It’s a good look!” He hastily amends.

But they’re shoving him away, “You’re a jerk, Hanako-kun.”

He’s moving right back with them, though, lifting a hand to cup their cheek.

“Maybe, but you’re still burning up...” he mumbles, brows drawing as he moves his hand to their forehead, “Come on.”

He makes his way back over the sink they’d been at when he first walked in, turning the tap on.

“I- uhm. I think I might just...” he hears them sigh as he gathers a handful of paper towels, pulling them out one by one to wad them in a big ball, “I want to go home...”

It wasn’t like them to skip class like this. It only served to worry Hanako further.

“Ah, well, life isn’t fair,” he covers up his concern with a sing-song tone, “Now, take a seat, (Y/n).”

“Huh?” Their brows knit, looking up at him.

He gestures to the sink next to the one he had running, “Sit.”

They scratch their head.

He amends, “I’m not asking.”

This makes them let out another heavy sigh.

“You’re so mean...” they grumble, making their way over, “Why couldn’t I have run into Ne-chan instead?”

“What? You don’t think I make a handsome caregiver?” He smirks, wetting the wad of paper towels under the running sink as they do as asked.

“No. I think you’re a jerk,” they argue, voice still a little scratchy, “You suck at this.”

At their petulance, he promptly shoved the icy paper towel wad against their forehead.

They squeak, immediately pressing back against the mirror behind them, away from his help.

“Case in point!” They declare with a big frown.

Hanako only snickers, dropping a hand on the sink they sit on as he leans forward over them, reaching their face with ease, “Just relax, won’t you?”

This time, he very gently pressed the wet wad of towels against their face.

It scrunches their nose up for only a second, but as he slowly brushed it across their burning forehead, their lashes sink down against their cheeks.

He swallows his nerves, trailing the paper towel ball down their left temple to run it over their cheek.

As he runs the wad across the bride of their cheek to their nose, over to the other side of their face, they let out a soft breath, only slightly shaky.

“Does that feel better?” He mumbles to them, delicately brushing their other cheek with the cold water too.

They swallow before responding quietly, “Yeah...”

He runs it up to their right temple before back across their forehead, which he delighted to find has cooled significantly.

As he goes to ask if that was good enough, they speak.

“I bombed the chapter test in math.”

He pulls the makeshift rag away to blink at them.

They look up at him, and he swears it’s like looking at a kicked puppy, the way their sad (e/c) eyes shine at him.

“I got a thirty-three on it, Hanako-kun,” they tell him, lower lip pouting, “A thirty-three.”

“The one we studied for...?” He utters.

They nod, looking down.

“W-Well... we studied for the wrong one...”

He tries to repress the smile that threatens his lips. He couldn’t laugh. It wasn’t funny to (Y/n) right now. They were too troubled to laugh.

“I’m sorry, (N/n)-chan, but it’s going to be okay,” he sets the wad of wet paper towels down on the other as he reassures them, “One test isn’t the end of the world, y’know?”

“But what if it is?” They whisper hastily, “It’s the butterfly effect, Hanako! I failed this test, I’ll fail math class next, and then I’ll drop out, and-“

“- and all of that is the biggest lie I’ve heard all week,” he takes his place back before them, drawing their smaller hands into his own.

They look down at him, still miserable as can be.

“You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself, (Y/n),” he offers her a soft smile, “You’re always giving your best to everything you do. You’re trying so much.”

“Yeah, and I failed,” they remind him, brows pulling together.

“But you tried,” he counters, “That’s all that matters.”

“No, it’s not,” they argue, trying to pull their hands away to, most definitely, gesture at him exasperatedly, “Hanako, I’m going to fail math. There are so many other things that matter!”

He only squeezes their hands, holding them snugger, “Even if you do fail math, it’ll be okay. You’ll brush all this off in no time!”

They stare at him like he’s grown three heads.

He leans forward, nearly brushing noses with them as he smiles.

“C’mon. Lighten up,” he pleads, “I promise you this stupid math class won’t last forever. You’ll be done with it before you can blink.”

He then adds, trying to wrangle a smile out of them, “You’ll be able to forget all these dumb equations in just a couple months. They’ll never hurt you again.”

Hanako’s hands slip out of theirs, bringing them up to cup their face in his as he closes his eyes, pulling their forehead against his.

They don’t respond, but he feels them lean back against them.

Before their arms slowly snake around his neck, pulling him a little closer.

He can’t help his smile.

“You really think so...?”

He blinks his eyes back open to meet their pleading eyes.

Hanako warmly brushes his thumb across their cheek.

“I know so.”

He then tells them firmly.

“Because we’re going to crush your next test!” He declares, pulling away to throw his fists in the air, “Even if I have to get that rotten Teru himself to come mentor you!”

(Y/n) looks up at him owlishly at his words.

Before...

A small grin cracks, breaking out across their lovely lips.

“I’m not getting my hopes up.”

Hanako smirks, sticking his tongue out at them.

“Well, we’ll make sure you at least get higher than a thirty-three this time.”

Instantly, their face lights up with offense.

“Hanako-kun!”

But getting whacked upside the head is more than worth it though, listening to the return of their ever-bright laughter filling the restroom again, easily melting away all his concerns and his heart in the process.

#hanako x reader #tbhk #tbhk x reader #toilet bound hanako kun #toilet bound hanako kun x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun x reader #jshk #jshk x reader #amane yugi x reader #breadkinswrites

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danurso · 5 years ago

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The Arc charm

RWBY: *playing with adrien*

Adrien: *happy baby giggles*

Yang: awww.

Ruby: he's so cuuuute.

Blake: he is.

Weiss: *hugging him* he's the most adorable thing on this planet.

Saphron: wow, so young but already surrounded by girls, adrien is quite popular don't you think.

Terra: *nods*

Jaune: yup, he is. Just don't let dad teach him how to flirt, its gonna go wrong for him.

Saphron: who needs flirting skills? He has the arc charm on his side already.

Yang: vomit boy already mentioned this arc charm and used it to go after ice queen, it didn't worked for him though.

Jaune: *deadpans* not all charm in the world could make up for how annoying i was being.

Saphron: still, i'm surprised your charm didn't work on her *grins* adrien on the other hand doesn't seems to have problems using the arc charm to get the attention from the ladies.

Ruby: what is this arc charm?

Saphron: it's a natural skill all arcs are born with which makes you a chick magnet basically.

Yang: is vomit boy's charm broke? Cause he isn't that magnet.

Saphron: believe me, during school days there were lots of girls interested in jaune, he was just too dense to notice that.

Jaune: i wasn't dense.

Saphron: yes you were, just like dad was when he first met mom. *sigh* at least i hope adrien didn't got that side from arc family.

Weiss: if you raise him properly, then you won't have that problem right?

Saphron: i don't think so, being dense is engraved in the arc DNA, so i'm afraid that i can't really do much about that.

Blake: *raises eyebrow* i thought adrien was terra's kid?

Terra: and he is.

Saphron: but he's also an arc.

Weiss: wait, wait, wait, how is it possible that he's both terra's child and an arc, last time i checked two womans couldn't. . .well. . .reproduce.

Saphron: *snort* and they still can't silly, that's why we had to add the boy factor to the story. *pulls jaune into a headlock* and that's where my little brother comes in.

RWBY/_N_R: *car crashing sound on the background*

Ruby: w-wait a minute. . .does that means that-

Saphron: adrien is jaune's son with terra? Yup, he is.

Nora: hold on a second. *picks up a cup of tea and sips it, before spitting it all out* HE'S WHAT!?!?

Saphron: what? We wanted our kid to be an arc too, and since my brother was a very kind person he didn't refused to help us and donate some of his DNA.

Weiss: o-oh right, so jaune donated the DNA so you could make an artificial insemination? For one moment i thought-

Saphron: no, they just straight up banged for a whole night.

RWBY/_N_R: *chokes*

Terra: *blushing* s-saphron!

Saphron: what? It's the truth.

Terra: still. . .

Saphron: still what? Don't act like you didn't liked it, i can still hear you screaming and moaning jaune's name for hours. it kinda makes me jealous, i never heard you moan like that with me.

Terra: *atomic red*

Jaune: *red* s-saphron? Don't you think you said enough already?

Saphron: yeah i probably did, but that reminds me, are you okay with making me and terra another baby?

RWBY/_N_R: *chokes even harder*

Jaune: *deep red* w-what!?

Saphron: me and terra were talking about it for awhile and we wanted another baby, we're both very excited about the idea of another adrien running around the house. . .although i can't really say if terra's excitement is for the baby or for getting dicked by you again.

Terra: *solar red* s-saphron!!!

Saphron: so? Can you help us out?

Jaune: . . .are you really okay with me doing that again?

Saphron: as long as you give me a new kid i'm one hundred percent fine with it, luckily terra is on her fertile period today so i don't think you'll have troubles knocking her up.

Jaune: *blushing* and you terra? Are you okay with that?

Saphron: ohh i bet she is, especially now that you've got ripped and even more handsome.

Terra: *hiding her face with her hands and with smoke coming from the top if her head* please stop.

Saphron: that's not a denial. So, can you do me that favor lil' brother?

Jaune: *dark red* well. . .if she's okay with it i don't mind.

Terra: i-i don't mind it, really.

Saphron: *pushing them upstairs* great, great, now get out of my face and start making me a second kid.

Jaune/Terra: *disappears on the second floor*

Saphron: *walks back to the living room and sits down on the sofa with a sigh* finally. *looks back at RWBY and _N_R who have completely shocked expression on their faces* what?

Ruby: *blushing* a-are jaune and terra going to. . .uhm. . .well. . .

Saphron: yup, unless you know another way for them to make babies.

Weiss: and you don't care for the fact that jaune is going to sleep with your wife?

Saphron: he's doing me a favor, why would i be worked up about that? plus terra has been a bit stressed because of her work recently and i don't have much time to take care of her, jaune's actually doing me two favors for the price of one.

RWBY: *blushing* oh my god.

Ren: well, when you put it that way it does make sense.

Nora: fearless leader has also been stressed for awhile now, i bet that this is going to help him too.

Weiss: are you two seriously agreeing with this!?

Nora: yup.

Ren: *shrugs*

Saphron: what about you girls?

RWBY: us?

Saphron: did any of you give my brother a try?

RWBY: *dark red* a WHAT!?

Saphron: so? Did you?

Ruby: n-no.

Weiss: absolutely not!

Blake: i don't think so.

Yang: no.

Saphron: you girls have no idea what you're missing. I bet jaune could help you girls with all the stress you've got on this trip.

Weiss: *red* who said we're stressed!? And what makes you think he can help us!?

Saphron: *grins raising three fingers*

Ruby: . . .what does that means?

Saphron: three. . .two. . .one *cover adrien's ears* aaand.

Terra: OOOOHHHHHHH FUUUUUUCK!!!!!

RWBY: *blushes*

Ruby: w-was that. . .terra?

Saphron: yup.

Terra: AAAAHHH!!!!! JAUNEEE!!!! OOHHH MY GOOOOODDD!!!

Yang: is the always that loud?

Saphron: not even close, terra is pretty shy in bed and she gets embarrassed of the neighbors hearing her lewd noises, so she tries her best to hold back her voice, but that's only with me, when jaune comes around the story is different.

Blake: *blushing* is he really that good?

Saphron: oh he is, i never saw him in action for obvious reasons, but from everything i heard from terra. . .well, let's just say that if she met first jaune instead of me, terra nowadays wouldn't be lesbian.

Blake: wow. . .he's that good?

Saphron: isn't that enough of a proof to you?

Terra: YESYESYESYESYESSSS!!!!! THIS IS SOO GOOOOOD!!!

Saphron: do i really need to say anything else?

Yang: . . .gotta admit, she does have a point.

Weiss: are you serious!?

Ruby: i mean. . .terra is supposed to only like girls, but jaune can still make her feel like that. . .what would happen if he did it with a girl that likes boys?

Weiss: ruby i. . . *sigh* why do i even bother.

Yang: where's blake?

Blake: *walking downstairs with wide eyes and a nosebleed*

Ruby: blake? What's wrong?

Blake: i saw them. . .

Weiss: d-don't tell me you were peeping on them!?

Blake: there are things i thought were only possible on books and doujins. . .jaune just proved me wrong. . .i need to see the rest. *walks back upstairs*

Yang: okay, now i'm curious. *follows her*

Ruby: h-hey! No peeping *follows* i-im going too, but just to make sure you'll not peep on them.

Weiss: y'know what, i don't care anymore *follows* wait for me!

Ren: . . .were you planning all of this?

Saphron: *grinning* maybe, but would it be that bad if your friends and jaune got together and made us some nephews?

Nora: it would awesome! And they would be so cute too!

Saphron: *picking adrien up* and adrien would have friends to play with him. Now if you excuse me i'll walk a bit with adrien, maybe find a nice hotel to stay, something tells me that even after he's over with terra jaune will still have a lot of work. Bye you two! *leaves*

Ren: . . .

Nora: . . .soo, wanna do something renny?

Ren: like?

Nora: i don't know, watch a movie, eat something, maybe-

Ren: *sigh* you wanna do 'that' too, don't you?

Nora: *pounces at him* thank god i thought you weren't going to ask!

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kinkmas2019: for old times’ sake

member/s: Johnny & Jaehyun

warning/s: DP, triolism, & cuckold

wc: 4.4k

a/n: i just wanna tell everyone to read and give love to chocojaehyun’s philophobia uwu

“Honey.”

You look up from folding the laundry fresh from the dryer and wait for your husband appear from the open door. In a few seconds, he peeks in and smiles at you.

“Honey, would you mind if a friend stays over for a few days?”

“I’d have to clean up the guest room, but I don’t mind. Which friend of yours is staying over?”

Johnny walks over and sits beside you, picking up a shirt and began to fold it. You smile to yourself, although you didn’t mind doing chores, he still wanted to help you with them. “I don’t think I’ve ever told you about him. He’s my best friend from Korea, met him during middle school. Man, we were inseparable until high school graduation.”

“And then you moved away.” You finished for him and he sighed with a nod.

“Yeah. We kept in contact and all, I even wanted to invite him to our wedding, but times were rough for him back then.” He frowns for a moment, “He has a job opportunity here and he doesn’t want to look into buying an apartment if he isn’t sure about getting the job. You’ll love him, honey. He’s great company.”

You hummed, moving onto the next basket of laundry that needed folding, “What’s his name?”

“Jaehyun.”

“And he ended up in the hospital because of those 4 extra shots of espresso!”

You gasped, trying to stop yourself from laughing; especially not at the fact your husband could have died way back, “You are not allowed to have anymore coffee, Johnny!”

“That was years ago! And I don’t even put a single extra shot of espresso in my coffee anymore!” He whines before smacking Jaehyun’s shoulder with the back of his hand, “Of all the stories, really?”

Jaehyun merely chuckles, taking a sip from the coffee you prepared for him. His flight arrived at night and Johnny picked him up from the airport. When they arrived home, it was around two in the morning and you had fallen back asleep despite promising to stay awake for when they came back.

You woke up early to prepare a complete breakfast, not sure if he had any food allergies so you made sure to even add vegetarian and vegan options. Fortunately, Jaehyun wasn’t a picky eater. Johnny introduced you when they woke up from the smell of freshly brewed coffee and Jaehyun’s been gossiping about Johnny’s high school life with you for the past hour.

“Johnny already told me how you two met, but I want to hear your side of the story. Is it true you kept going back to the cafe you saw him at?”

You scoffed in disbelief, darting your eyes at Johnny, who suddenly took immense interest in finding the berries in his oatmeal. “Is that what he told you? Because in my memory, I was the regular at the cafe and it was him that kept coming back. And I know the baristas can back me up on it.”

Jaehyun snorts, “I knew you made it sound too good to be true.”

Johnny rolls his eyes, “Either way! We met at a cafe, I asked her out, and here we are three years later.”

“How about you, Jaehyun? Do you have anyone in your life?”

He dramatically sighs, prompting Johnny to snicker. He shakes his head at you, “No, I don’t. I’m not into committed relationships.”

Your husband leans closer to you and loudly whispers, “This guy sleeps around; you know how it goes, that whole fuck boy trope.”

“Ya!” Jaehyun scolds, “That was high school! I’ve changed. Give me some credit!”

The three of you finished breakfast and Jaehyun insists he does the dishes, but you refuse, “Not today. I’m sure you’re still tired from your flight and this just routine for me; it might take awhile for me to get used to a third person in the house.”

You hadn’t meant to be a housewife, but ever since you got laid off from work from months ago, you hadn’t found another one and Johnny thought it would be best you rest for a bit instead of going through multiple rejections. You were glad that you had saved up a lot of your money to not worry about paying for your share of the bills.

“Don’t argue with her,” Johnny conspires behind Jaehyun, “Her house, her rules.”

They let you do your chores; Johnny gets ready for his work and Jaehyun keeps to himself in his room, probably unpacking and catching a few more hours of sleep before he leaves before lunchtime for the interview.

For the next days, it almost feels like he wasn’t there at all. You only ever interacted with him when Johnny was around.

One night, as Johnny cuddled you to sleep, you meekly asked him about how Jaehyun felt about you.

“I think he’s just keeping his distance; you’re my wife and all.”

“What’s that’s supposed to mean?”

Johnny shrugs, “Well… I never told you but,”

“Oh my god, you two fucked before, didn’t you?”

He starts laughing, “No! Well—”

You gasped, prying your arms away and turning to face him, “I never knew you were gay!”

“I’m not! Honey, listen to me for a second, alright? Jaehyun and I used to… share…”

The room is dead silent; even the soft music from Jaehyun’s room across the hall could be heard through the walls. You blinked at him, “Share… girls…?”

“Don’t say it like that; you make it sound like we’re objectifying women. I mean, we participated in a lot of… threesomes.”

“Oh.” You feel yourself sinking back into the bed.

Johnny sighs, moving you back around to spoon you. His breath is right in your ear when he starts to explain, “I didn’t really tell you about him because then I’d feel compelled to tell you about everything we did and I don’t know how you’d feel about that.”

“Your past doesn’t define you, baby,” You comforted, “And so what if you were into threesomes? People have different things that get you off.”

“Yeah. Now only you get me off.” He playfully bites your earlobe and you laughed, shying away from the action.

“I’m surprised you had girls agreeing to sleep with both of the same time.”

“It’s ‘cause…” Johnny trails off, “Those girls were… uhm, our exes.”

You turned your head to face him, “What?”

He groans, dragging his hand over his face, “We’d convinced our then-girlfriends into having the other join, sometimes we’d just watch and—”

“Jack off in the corner?” You finished for him with a surprised hitch in your voice. You never thought your husband was into that; he gets jealous when someone from your old work was too buddy with you and he was solely devoted to you, never giving you reason to suspect him for cheating. Yet here you are finding out he lets his best friend sleep with his girlfriends with or without him in the equation. You gasp, slow and softly, “Do you want him to fuck me?”

“W-wha— what? N-no?”

“Then why did your dick twitch against my ass when I asked that?” You sit up once more and stared him down, “Johnny, honesty doesn’t hurt.”

“I don’t want you to think that the idea is so appealing that you’ll force yourself to consider it.”

You suck your lips in and released it with a pop, “Okay, but what if… I’m curious?”

“Really?” He sits up as well, “Honey, I swear you don’t have to say these things for me.”

“No, I’m genuinely curious!” You defended, “I wasn’t very sexually adventurous—and you know that.”

Johnny puts his hands over yours, running his thumb over your knuckles. He’s deep in thought; contemplating the idea until you leaned forward and kissed his cheek, catching him off guard.

“Unless, you don’t want me to, then that’s fine.”

“It’s just,” He licks his lips, “I don’t know how Jaehyun would feel about it. Sure, we did it back then, but that was different. Those were girlfriends, y-you’re my wife.”

“Well, it’s your call, love.” You sighed, grinning as you suddenly straddled his lap and he stares up at you with wide eyes, “Now, let’s take care of that boner you got, hm?”

You were setting the table when Johnny and Jaehyun came back home; earlier today, Jaehyun would be finding out if he’s getting the job or he’ll be finding the next flight home. They paced up to you with somber expressions and you feel your heart sink, “Did you get the job?”

They share a solemn expression and your brain starts formulating sympathetic responses for both of them until Jaehyun smiles and they both pull out wine bottles in each hand from behind their backs. “I got the job!”

“Oh my god! Jaehyun, congrats!”

He shrugs, “It’s at a completely different state though, but still a decent paying job and they’ll provide me an apartment!”

“This calls for a celebration!”

The wine they brought home was downed within the next two hours, the three of you all giddily share the last glasses in the living room while talking about anything under the sun. You weren’t a lightweight but considering this was the fourth bottle of red wine, you were definitely borderline drunk.

“I can’t thank you guys enough for letting me stay this week.” Jaehyun clears his throat, “I promise when I’ll pay you guys back somehow; maybe I’ll host you guys in my new place if it’s big enough.”

“We’ll look forward to that.” Johnny raises his glass for a toast and Jaehyun clinks his glass against his and you join in. “Maybe by then, you’ll have a lady in your life.”

Jaehyun laughs at this, shaking his head in dismissal, “Maybe.”

You put your glass down and lay your head on Johnny’s shoulder, “Oh, Jaehyun, would you like me to introduce you to some of my friends? If you’re anything like Johnny, then my friends will like you right away.”

He tilts his head at the statement, curiously peering at the two of you, and Johnny chuckles, the vibration of it tickles you.

“Rumor has it [Y/N]’s friends all have a crush on me.” He shrugs the unoccupied shoulder and kisses your head, “But can you blame them?”

You playfully smack his chest and roll your eyes, “You put friendships at stake, John. If you hadn’t put a ring on it, they wouldn’t have stopped pining over you.”

Jaehyun whistles, “Never pegged you to be the type to ruin friendships, Johnny.”

“You know me, Jae, I know when boundaries are crossed.”

“What did you do…” You blurted out, unable to stop yourself from asking, “when the other’s girlfriend started to like the other…?”

Johnny freezes under your touch and Jaehyun’s eyes slowly blinked in confusion until he understood what you meant.

“Oh…” Your husband pauses, “Uhm, well, I don’t think we ever had to deal with something like that. But the girlfriends we had back then weren’t that serious; we’d prioritize our friendship, I guess?”

You look at Jaehyun, who nods to Johnny’s words. You press yourself onto Johnny, humming lowly, “Is that why you aren’t keen about sharing me?”

Jaehyun was drinking the last drop of his wine, almost choking it out when he heard your question. He stares at you briefly before moving his gaze up Johnny, who was at a loss for words.

Feeling brazen and fueled by the alcohol in your system, you sit up and put a hand on his chest, “You liked the idea of it last night.”

“What?” Jaehyun interjects, putting his wine glass on the coffee table, “I thought that phase was done, Johnny. She’s your wife. I can’t—”

“Why not?” You cut him off and he’s taken aback.

“I-I’m not an adulterer.”

“But you have my consent, if ever, and more importantly, the husband’s consent.”

Jaehyun brings his attention back to his friend, carefully asking with disbelief in his voice, “Johnny?”

He’d been awfully quiet the entire time, bringing a hand to your thigh and gently rubbed it. “You said the other day that you miss the good old days.”

“But she’s your wife.” Jaehyun repeats.

“She is and she’s also right… You know I wouldn’t do this with any other guy, man. No one’s gonna know except for the three of us and we’re celebrating right now; what better way to celebrate than having sex.”

“With your wife.”

You sighed, “Okay, if you’re not up to it, then I’m sorry for bringing it up.”

Jaehyun doesn’t say anything afterwards, twiddling his thumbs in awkwardness. Johnny takes the hint and announces that they should get ready for bed and you start cleaning up, but Jaehyun insists that he does that for you and you relent after Johnny convinces you to.

You pondered about the situation as you took a quick shower. It was a little disappointing that Jaehyun wasn’t up to it, but it didn’t entirely upset you either. The last thing you want to come off as to your husband’s best friend is that you’re a wanton woman and you most definitely didn’t want to force him into doing something he wasn’t comfortable with. It’s commendable that he cares about you and Johnny’s marriage more than getting laid and you might not have known him from way back, but you can tell that he’s matured from being the “fuck boy” Johnny claims him to be.

As you dry your body off with a towel, you can vaguely hear voices outside the room but think nothing of it. Maybe Jaehyun was just dropping by to say good night or something. You put your bathrobe on and tied it around your waist, flipping the light switch off as you stepped out. A gasp escapes you when you see Jaehyun standing by the foot of the bed with Johnny, your hand instinctively gripping at the chest area of your robe.

“Honey,” Johnny says, “Jaehyun changed his mind.”

Those words alone made your knees quiver in excitement, “Oh? What changed your mind?”

He shrugs his shoulders, forcing out a chuckle, “I don’t know… for old time’s sake?”

“Are you still up for it, hon?”

You nodded your head, trying not to make it seem like you’re eager to do so.

Johnny turns to Jaehyun, “Well, she’s all yours.”

“No ground rules? Uhm, I don’t have a condom.”

“No condom. I have an implant,” You wave your hand, “Johnny and I aren’t financially ready to have kids so we don’t need the condom if you’re worried about accidentally impregnating me.”

“Okay, then.”

“Ah,” Johnny exclaims just as he sits on the chaise where you do your make up, “Her ass is mine. I miss it.”

You roll your eyes at him, scoffing to yourself as you approached Jaehyun. You looked up at him, seeing the faintest sun spots across his cheeks and the daintiest mole near his eye. During the entire time week, you never stood this close to him. “Can you lead and I’ll just… follow along?”

He gives you an easy smile, nodding at your request. “Okay.” He whispers.

Jaehyun reaches up behind you, tugging at the bun you put your hair into before getting into the shower until your tresses cascade down your back. He puts his hand on the knot you made over your robe and waits for you to give him a signal before pulling it to release the sash.

You could hear your heartbeat in your ears; almost feeling scandalized to be undressed by a man who isn’t your husband. You glanced at him, seeing his figure leaned back and enjoying the show so far.

“Don’t look at me, love. I’m not the one touching you.” He reminds and you bring your face back up to Jaehyun.

He starts to peel the robe off you, one shoulder at a time, before he lets it fall to the floor. Under his breath, you could hear the softest sound of astonishment as his eyes raked down your body, making you feel more confident than shy.

Jaehyun ducks his head down and you think he’s about to kiss you, but he dives straight onto the crook of your neck, giving it the softest little pecks. His hands ghosted over your waist, like he was still unsure if he could touch you.

You pulled him closer by the nape, threading your fingers through his hair, and pushed your bare chest against him as an invitation for him to hold you.

He gets the hint, gliding his palms over your back. His hands were so warm, a little rough, but the way they danced over your skin made it seem otherwise. He starts to nudge you, moving you closer to the bed and sat you down on it.

You watched him pull his shirt off and you almost felt your mouth water at the sight of his body; and you thought Johnny was fit. Jaehyun’s muscles were more defined, rippling with every movement he made. You’re distracted by the evident outline of his cock in his pants and you looked up at him as you touched his belt.

He gives you a little nod and you begin to unbuckle his belt and pop the button of his pants, like a child eagerly opening a birthday present. You push his pants down and Johnny chuckles at the corner of the room, “Oh, Jae, you’re gonna love this.”

With the praise from your husband, you hook your fingers over Jaehyun’s underwear and tugged it down until it joined his pants around his ankles. His cock bobbed as it escaped its confines, not fully hard, the head was blush pink with prominent veins trailing down his length.

You took him into your hand, lightly squeezing the base before running your fist along his shaft repeatedly in a languid motion. You felt him grow in your hand, thicker and longer with every throb; at the first pearl of pre-cum, you took him in your mouth and Jaehyun groaned, instinctively putting a hand on the back of your head.

You inched your way down, easing him closer to the back of your throat; flattening your tongue against the underside. When you hollowed out your cheeks, he curses; gripping at your hair. The pain zaps through your scalp and it makes you moan, which sends extra vibrations around his cock. You grab his hips and hold him steady, taking all of him into your mouth until the tip is right at your throat and you can feel him about to cum.

But then Jaehyun pulls you away, forcing you onto your back on the bed with a surprised gasp.

“I’m sorry, was that too harsh?”

“Don’t worry, she likes it rough.” Johnny has a hand over his crotch, palming himself over his pants.

You scoot further into the bed, spreading your legs to present yourself to Jaehyun. You bite down on your lip, turned on by seeing your husband touch himself and Jaehyun’s cock dripping with your saliva.

He crawls over your body, kissing up your legs, hips, and settled one of your breasts, sucking at your nipple while thumbing your clit. He pushes two fingers inside of you with an embarrassingly loud squelch; your walls welcoming his fingers eagerly.

“You’re so wet.” Jaehyun hums, moving his mouth over to your other nipple.

You start to writhe once he reaches deep enough to brush his fingertips over your sweet spot. You buck right into his hand and the sight makes Jaehyun chuckle.

“Are you already coming? From my fingers alone?”

He retracts his fingers and sits up, spreading your essence that coated his fingers over his cock before propping your legs over his thighs.

You impatiently waited to have him, switching your gaze to Johnny, who had kicked his own pants off and seeing your husband’s cock, red and leaking, only whet your sexual appetite. Your attention is brought back to Jaehyun when he runs his tip along your folds, teasing you for a few seconds until he stops right at your entrance and begins to push in.

You gasped, sitting up and throwing an arm around Jaehyun’s shoulders. You watched as enters further into you; an abhorrent scene of another man sinking his cock inside your depths that only your husband had access for the past three years.

Jaehyun scoops you up by your ass, having you straddle him as he knelt. “Can you show me how you ride Johnny, [Y/N]?”

“Of course,” You laughed, putting both your hands on his shoulders and raised your hips up, “I’ll show you how I make him go crazy.”

You sank back down him immediately, making sure you clenched when he was inside you all the way to the hilt before repeating the action. Maybe you’ve grown accustomed to Johnny’s dick because everything felt different with Jaehyun; the way he stretched you, the way he hit deep inside, how he held onto you, and urge you to keep going.

“Jesus Christ.” He groaned, falling back a bit, letting go of your hips to support his weight.

“She’s great, isn’t she?” Johnny comes up behind you, shedding his shirt off, and taking the lube you two kept in the nightstand for special nights. He coats his cock with what’s left in the tube, a telltale sign how much you’ve used it, and kisses you, using his clean hand to cup your face. “Been addicted to her pussy since the first time.”

You giggled at him, only to gasp when his (very cold) lube coated fingers probed your anus. You sucked your bottom lip in when he pushes a finger inside.

“Ah—” Jaehyun hisses, “You’re getting tighter.”

“[Y/N] is just excited.” Johnny gets onto the bed behind you, replacing his finger with the head of his cock. “Hell, had I known she wanted to be in a threesome, I would have booked you a flight here myself.”

He eases himself inside of you and you halt your movements on Jaehyun, mewling as you took every inch of Johnny. Jaehyun sits back up, guiding your legs around his waist with a wicked smile on his face. It was a little unsettling to see his scheming expression, but Johnny trusted him and that’s enough for you to trust him as well.

“I’m not gonna last long.” Jaehyun admits, gripping at your ass and spreading it apart for Johnny.

“Let’s show my wife how we did it back then, hm?” Johnny kisses your neck.

They start to thrust into you in pattern that seemed premeditated; when one was entering, the other is pulling out. Each of them had their own particular strength when they thrusted and you’re a moaning mess in between, holding onto Jaehyun for some sort of support. Johnny’s hands roughly kneaded your breasts in his palms while kissing marks down your nape and shoulder.

You couldn’t stop the choked moans and gasps falling from your mouth, overwhelmed with so much pleasure you’ve never had before. You couldn’t even open your eyes, tightly shutting them knowing they’d just roll back into your head. The knot in your stomach is unfurling at such a fast rate that you didn’t feel your orgasm hitting you until you’re twitching violently, trapped between two strong bodies. You let out a cry, slamming your back against Johnny’s chest and digging your nails in Jaehyun’s biceps.

Johnny angles your head towards him, drowning your cries with a kiss. “You’re doing good, baby. Can you hold on for me and Jaehyun, hm?”

You mewled, unable to stop your body’s trembling, gasping for air as if it’s been knocked right out of you.

“I’m gonna cum.” Jaehyun grits through his teeth, hips moving a little more desperately and unsyncing with Johnny’s movement, causing another whine to emanate from you.

“Inside.” You begged, peeking out from one eye, “Cum inside.”

Jaehyun looks at Johnny, who nods at him.

“I’m close, too.” Johnny grunts, keeping the pace of his thrusts.

You heaved loudly, feeling another wave of your orgasm coming. You take one of their hands and put one over each breast, motioning for them to squeeze them. They don’t have any qualms about it, quick to obey what you wanted.

Jaehyun comes first, stilling completely and shooting his hot seed — and even that felt foreign to you. He grunts, slowly pulling out despite your walls clamping down since Johnny was still going at it from behind. He falls down on his knees and pushes his leaking cum back inside of your with two fingers, plunging his digits repeatedly.

You come with Johnny; bodies reacting differently when ecstasy hits. You grabbed Jaehyun’s wrist in a vain effort to stop him, violently quaking in sporadic bursts. Johnny, on the other hand, hollows out into you, groaning loudly and throwing his head back. It’s been awhile since you’ve done it anally, but you swear it feels better and better every time.

Retracting his fingers, Jaehyun sits back on his legs, catching his breath as he watches Johnny pull out of you and smiles when he hugs you to his chest, kissing your hair. You’re on the brink of falling asleep when Jaehyun starts to move off the bed.

“I’m gonna shower.” He groans, stretching his back. “Damn, I can’t be that old.”

“I’m gonna shower, too.” Johnny moves you off of him and delicately lays you on the bed, “I’ll get you a wet towel.”

“Thanks.” You sighed, glancing at Jaehyun. “You, too, Jaehyun. Thanks for… this? I suppose.”

He chuckles, “Thanks, too.”

“If ever this pretty little thing wants a round two,” Johnny pinches your ass, making you yelp, “And you’re still single, then…”

“Yeah, sure. Give me a call.” Jaehyun stands up, after slipping his underwear on. “Maybe I’ll stay single for you guys.”

“Aw,” You coo, “Don’t hold back, Jaehyun. She’s out there; who knows, maybe she’d like to join.”

He snaps his head at you, eyes wide with shock before moving to Johnny, who does the same. You shrug your shoulders at them, faking innocence at what you’ve just suggested.

“I’ve made a monster.” He conspires, prompting you to slap his thigh. He laughs, grabbing your hand and kissing your ring. “But we’ll never know until we try.”

“Hey,” Jaehyun laughs, “Let me find her first!”

#nct smut #kinkmas2019 #johnny smut #jaehyun smut

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zuucc · 5 years ago

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PLATONIC BED SHARING: W. NYLANDER | BLURB

Words: 2K

Summary: When your best friend sneaks into your bed after a long road trip and kisses your shoulder after he thinks you’ve fallen asleep. And when you confront him about it.

Warnings: Smut-ish. Steamy. Don’t think there’s any cursing actually. (Be proud of me).

Author’s note: You know when you lie in bed trying to sleep and you make up all sorts of unrealistic romantic shit in your head? Yeah, this is what I thought of the other night.

Masterlist linked in bio. __________________________

You’re almost asleep when you hear movement in your apartment. If you weren’t already used to your best friend calling ‘the need for human contact’ an emergency and using it as an excuse to use the key you gave him for emergencies at least once a week during the weeks where he was actually home, you probably would have been scared to death by now. But you know the sound of his steps, and you know that he’d missed you while he was away on a two week road trip - he’d told you at least four times - and that he would definitely tell you that Kappy didn’t give him any cuddles if you asked him what he was doing here.

“Mm, if you’re trying to share this comforter with me you need to get me a t-shirt,” you mumble once you feel the bed dip behind you, and his hand on your back, lifting up the comforter that you’d wrapped around you. He’d tiptoed into your room thinking that you were asleep already, planning to just slip into your bed without waking you. He never managed to do it without waking you, though, you just pretended to be asleep and let him believe that he did.

He sighs, and you can tell that he is rolling his eyes behind you. Two seconds later a t-shirt hits the back of your head, and you know he didn’t have time to get it from your closet - and by the smell and the warmth of it you can tell that it is definitely the one he’s been wearing. You shoot him a look over your shoulder as you grab it, sitting up slightly with your bare back facing him and pull it over your head. You lay back down again and he crawls under your covers, his arms sliding around you - one under your head and another around your waist - his body pressing against yours.

His arms really wrap you up and pull you into his warm body, and the annoyance you felt about him waking you from your almost slumber and thinking that he could just crawl under the same covers as your just about naked body is all gone. His legs tangle with yours and you think to yourself yeah, I really did miss you.

His face is pressed against your neck, and his steady breath against your skin is soothing you to fall asleep. Your eyes fly open, though, at his lips pressing against your shoulder where his big t-shirt had slid down.

You don’t think he noticed the gasp in your breath, or how you tensed up. He thought you were asleep and he kissed your shoulder. Your mind starts racing and sleep is long forgotten. Maybe he’s done it before, you don’t know, but there’s a possibility that this isn’t the first time. You know he’s never done it when you were awake, at least. Other than a kiss on your temple or your cheek during moments of celebration or post playoffs, summer kind of good byes, and that one time you were drunk and Mitch dared you to kiss and you both giggled your way though it - there had never been anything like it.

Your hand wraps around the arm that is resting across your waist, holding you to him, and you can tell that he tenses up by how he holds his breath for a little bit and how his limbs feel a little heavier against yours. You swallow hard before you turn around in his arms. His breath feels a little heavy with his chest against yours but he tries to play it cool with a tight lipped smile.

“Why did you do that?” you ask, softly. You look up at him, and he surprisingly keeps his gaze on you, even if you can tell he wants to look away. He only shrugs lightly. “You thought I was asleep?” you try to make it sound like a question but it comes out as more of a statement. He still doesn’t say anything, but rips his eyes away from you, looking out in your dark bedroom. His arms are still around you as you lay there in silence, waiting for him to say something. One of his hands are on your naked hip, where the t-shirt has ridden up, the other on your shoulder as his arm is curled around your neck.

“Honestly, do you think this is platonic?” he says, finally breaking the silence. He looks at you again, but this time it’s you who can’t give an answer. You end up shrugging, just like he did. “I think we’d be lying to ourselves if we said this was completely platonic. We don’t just sleep in the same bed, we cuddle. You’re wearing my t-shirt. It’s not even weird that I lock myself into your apartment at night and sneak into your bed anymore,” he says, and even if you hate to admit it, you have to agree with everything he says.

“Tell me what you feel,” you speak again, your voice lower and softer, but still not a whisper. “What I feel?” he asks, as if he doesn’t understand your question. “Yeah. What do you feel?” you repeat. “For me,” you add, this time, as a whisper.

He’s looking up into the ceiling now, and you see his Adam’s apple bob when he swallows, as well as his chest rising and falling. “I’ve tried to not think about it too much, tried to just shove it to the back of my mind, really. But there’s obviously a reason why I come here so much. I try not to, but especially after road trips, I just miss you so much when I’m away,” he looks at you again. “I know I say that I like to sleep next to you because I need human contact, but if that really was all that it was to it I could just, I don’t know, get a dating app or open some of my DM’s, and I’d get more than I get here, if you know what I mean,” he shakes his head at the last part. “Not that I expect that from you, and that I come here with that in mind... Or, I mean, I’m not saying I don’t - fuck it, I’m messing it all up. Uhm, my point is that I don’t crave human contact, I crave you. I need to be next to you,” he finally gets to the point.

You’re quiet for a while, thinking, desperately trying to push ever single sign of danger to the back of your mind. And you’re about to speak when William speaks again, anxious for what you’re going to say. “Why don’t you tell me what you feel... for me?” he asks, and your ever so confident best friend all of a sudden sounds vulnerable. You look up at him for a second, meeting his nervous eyes, before you lean in and place a kiss on his shoulder. You look up again and his brows are a little furrowed, and his bottom lip is tucked between his teeth.

“Does that mean...?” he sounds hopeful, but also kind of terrified. You let your lips be tugged into a smile and you watch as a smile grows on his lips as well. You place a hand on his jaw and you push up on your elbow, pressing your lips to his for the first time since that drunken night with rounds of truth or dare at Mitch and Steph’s.

He follows you when your head falls back to your pillow, falling over you - his lips dancing against yours while his hand finds its way back to your hip. He pushes himself closer to you and as his arms wrap around you. You’re being pulled into him - legs tangling with yours, chests pressed together and his kiss deepens. Your hands are already lost in thick blonde locks when his tongue meets yours.

You want him even closer. At least, the heat pooling between your thighs want it. The butterflies in your stomach as well. Your head might think that it’s moving a little bit too fast, but you’re about to be convinced by the want between your legs that it is a good idea. You spread your legs a little bit and Will takes the hint, lightly pressing his thigh between yours - but it is not enough. You let one of your hands trail down his chest and disappear to his back, where you proceed to push him against you. He is, once again, understanding of what you want and presses his thigh further up, making a moan vibrate against his lips.

“Do you want this?” he asks, his breath labored as he pulls away from the kiss. “Yeah,” you breathe just as heavily, desperately trying to get your lips back on his. “And it’s not because of my stupid comment about getting more somewhere else?” he asks, and you can tell that it haunts him - but you knew very well what he meant. “Of course not, I know you didn’t mean it like that. To be honest, I kinda think this is moving a little bit too fast but... I don’t want to stop,” you whisper the last part. “Good. And we can stop. We can wait if you want to,” he says, always so thoughtful, his hand coming up to move a strand out of your face. “I want to wait, but I really don’t want to stop,” your cheeks heat up at the last part - the heat between your legs just not giving you a break.

“Then we’ll wait, right? I don’t want you to regret anything,” he makes the decision, and even if you think it’s the right one and you completely agree, you can’t help but feel a little disappointed as well. “Okay, good night then,” you say, letting out a deep breath before you press a kiss to his lips, one that isn’t as deep, but still lingers. “Good night,” he says it back to you, pressing another kiss to your lips, and you turn your back to him, letting him spoon you again.

But the feeling between your thighs is a lot, making the touch of his fingers feel like so much more than just a hand on your waist and his breath on your neck is no longer soothing. Instead it feels sexual and it only adds to your discomfort. Just knowing that he is behind you in nothing but his boxers is too much on its own. With a tiny wiggle of your butt you could feel the outline of his erection through his boxers, and there’s no way you can go to sleep like this.

“What do you want from this?” you ask, your voice coming out as a little harsh, even if you didn’t mean it to. “What?” he sounds confused and you once again turn around in his arms, your face ending up way too close to his. “I mean, what do you want with us... like, do you want a relationship? Or?” you explain, but he stops you right there. “Of course I want a relationship,” he bursts out, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. “A relationship where you hold my hand in public and tell your friends about it, or, like, behind closed doors?” you ask, hoping that you’re on the same page. “I mean, I’d understand if you didn’t want it but I would like a public relationship,” he says, and once again he sounds vulnerable, probably thinking about the thousands of girls following him on social media. “No, I’d like that, too,” you smile, leaning in the last few inches and kissing him.

You don’t stop kissing him, though, coming back for more after every kiss. “I don’t want to wait,” you mumble against his lips, and to your surprise he doesn’t try to fight you on your sudden change of mind, instead he hums against your lips and kisses you deeper.

#william nylander #william nylander imagine #william nylander smut #hockey #hockey imagine #william nylander owns my ass #writing

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795: the first night

I’m fairly new at this, but my first whump piece of course had to feature a boxboy. The story is still in the works, although I think I have a pretty rough outline of it all. Please keep in mind that English isn’t my first language, but I’m doing my best. Good and bad critique is much appreciated, and let me know if I should add any other trigger warnings! (Also, Thomas calls him ‘kid’, but he’s 19.)

TW/CW: boxboy, cage mention, shock collar and shocking mention, regular collar, (brief) beating mention.

795 was prepared to sleep on the floor or in a cage, or even in the box he came in, but the box had promptly been dismantled for firewood and the man with the beard had told him “the first room up the stairs on the right is yours”.

He didn’t ask questions, of course not. Just bowed his head, looked to the floor and said “yes, Master,” just like he had been taught to. He was a good boxboy, and he was going to be the best boxboy that Master had ever had.

“Jesus, don’t call me that,” the bearded man had said as he flipped through the manual that had come with 795 in the box. His tone wasn’t harsh, but maybe slightly strained, and he cleared his throat afterwards. He didn’t seem quite at ease.

795 caught himself wanting to look up at the man, not Master anymore, but stopped and kept his eyes trained on one of the circles in the hardwood floors, where a branch would be attached if the floorboard still was a tree. “W-what would you like me to call you instead, Sir?” he asked.

Immediately, he regretted the sentence. Don’t stutter. Never presume. Back at the training facility he would already be writhing in pain on the floor if Handler Mason had caught him stuttering and assuming titles. How could he manage to mess up already, a mere five minutes in? He shut his eyes, the muscles in his shoulders tightening and his jaw clenching in anticipation of the pain that was both sharp and dull at the same time.

It didn’t come. His owner was still fixated on the manual. No little, black controller in sight. “Uhm... my name’s Thomas, that should work?” he eventually said after a bit of hesitation. His voice was questioning, unsure, but it was a lifeline for 795.

“Yes, thank you, Sir Thomas.” His spoke clearly now, there was no stuttering. He was a good boy.

The bearded man sighed. “I didn’t ... whatever.”

795 wanted to smile - he didn’t, of course not, but he had done something correctly. He didn’t need positive reinforcement to know that, he just needed relief from the pain, to have any pressure removed. If he wasn’t punished for something, it meant it didn’t warrant punishment, and it meant that he had been good.

What followed was a quick house tour. The bearded man showed him the kitchen, “could you maybe cook two meals a day, breakfast and dinner? I get usually get takeaway for lunch. And cook something for yourself too, while you’re at it, you’re awfully skinny. Write down any groceries you need - you can write, right? - and then I’ll get them on the way home.” 795 was shown the living room, with what looked like a comfortable couch with dark green pillows and a flatscreen opposing it, and the study, which was dark and full of books, and had a wooden desk, and a fireplace and an old armchair with worn leather. 795 nodded and said “yes, Sir Thomas,” as he followed his owner around the house and eagerly picked up every single word the bearded man said. He was to keep everything clean, do and fold the laundry, cook twice a day, answer the door “if it ever rang” and feed the fish in the aquarium in the living room.

It had already been late when 795 first arrived, and even though the bearded man tried to keep the tour short, the house was big and there was a lot to go through. His name was Thomas Walker, a college professor with a few book deals and two doctorates under his belt, and all alone in a big, empty house after his brother died. The house was too big to take care off all alone, and the couple of different maids he had had in the past didn’t really cut it when it came to company (after all, they were there to clean, not talk), so when a younger colleague talked about these boxboys, he quietly listened. “Great little things, they do everything you say and never complain, and they’re just a one-time investment. My uncle has two!”

Thomas was a history professor, and one who specialized in the modern era at that, so he knew a thing or two about slavery. Initially, this whole keeping human beings as pets-thing seemed off to him, but maybe that was just because he had read so extensively on the French revolution and the ideals of the enlightenment - liberty and equality and all that.

But his colleague taught sociology, and he was okay with it, so Thomas looked it up and found a legit website that matched the billboards he sometimes caught a glimpse of when going down the highway. They advertised their ...merchandise to be “eager to please”, “user-friendly” and “perfect companions”. The website proclaimed that all parties were of legal consenting age and had signed a clear and informative contract, and were in the programme by their own free will.

Thomas took a weekend to think it over, a weekend spent pacing about the big, empty house, listening to the deafeing silence and his own thoughts, watching the dust collect in the many window sills and on his late brother’s bed. On monday afternoon, he made the call. A month later, when coming home from a late night preparing lectures at work, he returned to find a sizeable wooden box sitting on the porch.

It was well over midnight when Thomas, 795 in tow, ended up in his brother’s room. It was cold and dusty, and the light flickered a few times when the light switch was pushed. It was a long time since it had been used.

“So you’ll sleep here, as I mentioned. There are some clothes for you in the closet, I think they should fit, and towels in the bathroom.”

“Yes, Sir Thomas,” 795 said, still delighted with the honor of being allowed to address his owner by his first name. His new life seemed to be a comfortable one, for a boxboy that is. There would be a lot of housework, and since the house was so big, it would take up a fair share of his time. But work was good, he had been taught that. He knew that as long as a he was working, he was useful, and useful boxboys were taken care of. Sir Thomas seemed much less aggressive and much kinder than Handler Mason as well.

“Oh, and, uh, I got you this. Apparently, the laws are pretty strict about them, but I found one I think you’ll like,” Thomas said and picked up something from the dresser beside the door. It was a leather collar, tan, with a brass buckle. It didn’t look as wide and stiff as the ones frequently used at the training facility, which were often accompanied by the black box at the neck and the black controller in the handler’s hand - the type of collar boxboys were sent off with, the type 795 was presently wearing.

It seemed to be just a regular collar, soft, one might used for a dog.

Before Thomas could do anything, 795 kneeled before him and bent his head to reveal the buckle at his neck.

He knew how important collars were. Handler Mason had made sure to beat that lesson into him, quite literally.

“Well, uhm, okay,” Thomas said. He sounded caught off guard and a little unsure, and for a split second, 795 thought he had done something wrong. But then, he felt Sir Thomas’ fingers at the nape of his neck, carefully and a little clumsily undoing the tightly buckled shock collar. He eventually unlatched it and drew it away.

For the few seconds 795′s neck was naked, he was enveloped in fear. He could feel his heart rate speeding up and his hands, which thankfully were clasped together in his lap, started shaking. Somewhere, deep inside, in the very back of his mind, Handler Mason’s voice rose up to meet him.

“You goddamn brat, thought you could get away with-”

“There you go.” Thomas said and gave the boy’s shoulder an awkward, but friendly pat once the new collar, thin, soft, not nearly as tight as the previous one, was fastened.

“Thank you for collaring me, Sir Thomas,” 795 shakily said, swallowing. Thomas was oblivious to the fear in his eyes. But with the familiar feeling of a band of safety around his neck, the fear eventually died down and disappeared.

“Yeah, no worries, kid. Good night.”

795 didn’t move from his blind and helpless position on the cold floor until the bedroom door closed and Thomas’ steps faltered down the stairs. Only when he couldn’t hear them anymore did he slowly get up, almost all alone in a big house.

It felt weird to Thomas to be putting a collar on another human being, but laws were laws, and the kid seemed more than thankful to get one - and he seemed as eager to please as the billboards, website and the lady on the phone had promised. Overall, he didn’t think it was a bad investment. A pricy one, sure, but money had never really been a problem. Academia seldom brings riches, but book deals often do, and the inheritance didn’t hurt either. So Thomas fell asleep that night, slightly less alone in the big house than he had been for a long while.

#whump #boxboy #tw shock collar #tw cage #tw beating

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